UPDATED with a darker, more explicit ending. - He thought his friend’s dad was untouchable, until he saw what happened behind closed doors.What starts as curiosity turns into a tense game of dominance as a young man pushes against the rigid control of his friend’s powerful father.
I'm Eli, 18 y/o uni gymnast. My first year has been a whirlwind serving my hot, young coach who says it will help me improve my gymnastics and also my hot, str8 roomie who caught on and wanted a piece of the action. When a third guy from the team catches me being used how will my life change?
Burt leaves his farm after tension with his nephew and visits a private club, where he indulges in a sexual encounter with a trained slave, Tank. During the session, a brief introspection surfaces about his past, masculinity, and relationships, but he ultimately returns to asserting power and seeking escape through repeated excess.
A reclusive hacker is pulled into the inner circle of a powerful tech CEO to breach a rival empire from the inside. As secrecy, proximity, and pressure mount, control begins to slip and desire takes its place. A slow burn gay erotica thriller where access is everything and restraint never lasts.
It was dark outside, the room facing the highway, and I could see the parking lot below as we were backlit by the light from the bathroom.“ You think anyone is watching?” He whispered into my ear as he moved me right up to the glass of the window. "You want your Dad to fuck you for the world to see?" He growled in my ear.
I'm Blake, a mid-30's, high powered lawyer who's been tamed and caged by my younger co-worker, Sean. He's been teaching me how to be the slave I never knew I could be. In the midst of it all, something has been blooming between us that I never expected, something stronger than lust: trust, and I think I'm falling for him. But does he feel the same?
He asked a question, his voice quieter now, but his eyes never wavered. “Why do you pretend your journal is a machinery log?” The world stopped for a moment as I felt a surge of fear rise through me. The pump, the rig, the whole damn ocean was suddenly gone from my ears. And I just froze. My blood went cold, then hot.
In a brothel on the edge of town, workers rely on chemical enhancements to meet constant demands. Hog, caught in this cycle, finds a small sense of connection with a newly assigned slave while preparing for another long night. As events unfold, he retreats inward, accepting his role and searching for moments of meaning within it.
I'm Tommy, 18 year old college freshman on a vacation with my 5 rich, str8 friends at a luxury resort we have to ourselves. With no girls around, they've been using me to explore all of their new, kinky fantasies. After a wild few days of serving their every whim, I was caught completely off guard when one of the boys came by for a private visit..
The Ebony Hero released the Cocky Showboat's legs. He took a moment to pat his cock cage, feeling sticky pre-cum on his fingers. He wiped them on the golden Speedo that still hung around his neck. Then he pulled off the collar, bent down, and stuffed the moist gear into Danny’s mouth.
I looked up. Hank was still at his table, but he had shifted his chair, just slightly. Angled it. And now his gaze, from across the room, was, I was sure, pinned directly on me. His expression was unreadable, his eyes partially shadowed by the brim of his hat on his thick skull, but the focus was absolute. This was it. He was going to call me over.
Cee and Gimp are subjected to intense “milking” procedures using drugs and machines to extract semen, causing physical strain and pain. Cee shows concern for Gimp, while tensions rise when Burt confronts Frank for overstepping. Afterward, routines shift, relationships change, and the farm’s dynamics become more unstable.
When Alpha Males go bump in the night, beautiful music can be heard. Christopher became the center of attention in several ways. Some good, some not-so-nice. But in the end, everything works out for the best. And the sex, well, it did not suffer or slow down. If anything, it intensified even more.
BlackAlpha marched ahead of his Coach. He paused at the top of the ramp way to take in the applause and unrestrained joy. The Ebony Hero was back. In a whirl, he flung off his gold robe then double bi-flexed for the audience, showing off his powerful 24” biceps and revealing his trimmed black armpit hair....
Ronnie positioned himself on the mat in front of Donald’s head, then surrounded his neck with his 33” quads. He pulled the Champ’s face forward until his lips brushed against Jackson’s sweaty Speedo-covered package—in a FACE-TO-CROTCH-SCISSORS—giving Donald a whiff of his manly scent. “Like that smell, Chump?” taunted the Ebony Hero.
“What in fuck do you think you’re doing?” Alex demanded.
Ryder grinned maniacally, squatted down in front of the hole to his right and ran his fingers along the crude rim. “Anybody in there? My dad’s here and he wants to suck some cock.”
Who knew a nasty bully could be tamed with one small kiss, and a public fuck. Man, Chris was having the time of his life on the Island as he met some new friends. Wyatt, the hung blond surfer and horsefarmer, was just too good-looking to pass up. The hunk and his friend enjoyed Chris and his cousins at the local dump. And they did dump a load.
Livingston said, “Let’s tie you in place for your big moment. Wouldn’t want you to miss it.” The Champ fisted the long strands of dreadlocks and tied them like a shoe lace with a bow around the top of the ring post. The Champ forced Ronnie off the middle turnbuckle so his body slunk downwards, held up only by his dreadlocks and arms.
Out in the middle of nowhere, the man who once dominated every hookup finds himself waiting, desperate, for the rough men who broke him. When Wade arrives alone—drunk, dominant, and hungry—the night turns savage… but when the brute finally collapses in his tent, the tables shift in ways neither of them expect.
Len arrives at the brutal Grayson State Correctional Facility, where survival depends on alliances. Gang leader Carlos offers protection in exchange for control. As Len gets wrapped up in a daring prison escape, betrayal and violence erupt.
After hearing that he'll face the Amateur Bodybuilder Danny Masters in a contender match to take on the Champ Phillip aka The Blonde Alpha Sadist, BlackAlpha and Coach Stan reminisce about BlackAlpha's time in prison and his brutal 'stakes' match against the Ultimate Top.
“Mmmmppppphhhhhhh!” blubbered the former promoter as Gleason began to move his hips, forcing his hard cock forward, deep into Dawson’s throat, then back. Dawson’s eyes watered. Earl wasted no time in picking up his tempo, skull-fucking Dandy as his Bitch. His hairless balls slapped repeatedly into Dawson’s chin.
Dandy padded after Gleason down a corridor. He watched The Freak’s ass cheeks jiggle inside his tight white briefs. It was more than just Earl’s globes; his muscular hamstrings were cut as well. Dawson’s 7.5” cock twitched at the sight. He had never fucked Earl....
Former promoter Dandy Dawson admired his hairless 46” chest, 18” biceps and 32” waist. He double bi-flexed at himself, seeing his cropped dirty blonde armpit hair. His perfectly shaped 7.5” cock began to thicken in his briefs, pushing the pouch fabric forward. The outline of his mushroom head appeared.
He roughly kicked the former Champ’s legs apart and stepped in behind his ass before sliding his dick up and down through the lubed crack. Delwin nodded while continuing to skull fuck Samson. “This is where you fucking belong, Bitch,” Phillip snarled, as he SLAMMED his 8.5” hard dick into the former Champ’s hole. “OOOHHH!!!” moaned Samson....
I'm Eli, 18 y/o uni gymnast. My first year has been a whirlwind serving my hot, young coach who says it will help me improve my gymnastics and also my hot, str8 roomie who caught on and wanted a piece of the action. Last night they both used me together in a hotel room after coach walked in on Mason and I. Am I bound to serve them both now?
To clear his mind, Chris took a weekend off from building. He helped out at the ferry to let the sea breeze clear his brain. But even those days were filled with people trying to force themselves into his pants. Not that the bronzed, headstrong 19-year-old builder minded. But some guys take what isn’t given willingly. Sun, Sea, Music… and Sex.
Bobby hung his head dejectedly as he gasped for air. Phillip snickered, “We all know what you want, Bitch!” Placing his hands on the back of Hawk’s head, he pulled the jobber’s face into the bulging pouch of his black leather Speedo. Bobby felt the Blonde Alpha Sadist’s semi-hard cock behind the leather fabric....
His message was direct: "That’s my boy, desperate for Dad’s cock. Sunday night then. 7pm. Motel 6 on the Service Road. I’ll send you the room number when I get there. Wear a jock. If you don’t have one, buy one. Dad wants to see his boy in it. Wants to eat that sweet hole in it. Wants to fuck his baby boy all over the room in it."
Dawson loosened his grip on the back on DeLovely’s head. The Fabulous Vixen was an expert cocksucker. Her right hand surrounded Dandy’s balls and lightly tugged on them as she deep-throated the promoter. From the apron, Coach Stan started to say something but saw his boss was consumed by his horniness....
My eyes, almost against my will, flicked to Troy. He was frozen, a fuel line in his hand, watching me. His face was a mask of careful neutrality, but his eyes were wide, screaming a silent warning. He gave a slow, almost imperceptible shake of his head. No. Not like this.
As the Champ’s muscular body twitched at Gavras’s feet, the Relentless Contender raised his 24” biceps and flexed for the fans. The imprint of his big cut cock was now evident on the pouch of his white Speedo. He dropped his pose and reached inside his waistband to adjust his hardening dick, which now appeared at an angle....