In the wake of another surrender, Simon sticks around, only to find himself pulled in deeper. Zack waits, steady and patient, until Simon follows him to the bedroom. What follows is slow, deliberate, and real. Stripped bare and aching for more, Simon finally lets himself want what he’s been trying not to need. Until reality catches up.
Simon lashes out over Zack’s mixed signals but still ends up at his door, still in denial. What began as confrontation becomes quiet surrender as Zack quietly dismantles Simon's defenses. A slow, intense blowjob ends in mutual climax. When Zack casually suggests he stay, Simon lingers, reeling and already in deeper than he wants to admit.
Summary: Simon avoids Zack, but nothing works. Memories haunt him—Zack’s size, his smirk, the way he looked at him. A single text shatters his focus. When release finally comes, it doesn’t bring clarity. Only confirmation: Zack is under his skin, and he’s not leaving quietly.
Simon reunites with Zack, the kid he used to babysit, is now towering, confident and packed with muscle. Their encounter is charged with tension as Simon struggles to digest Zack’s transformation and his own unexpected reactions. By the end of the night, it’s clear: Zack sees right through him, and Simon isn’t ready for how much he likes that.
I’m Eli, 18, a freshman gymnast still figuring myself out. Lately, it feels like every answer I find just leads to more questions. Casper’s training has me wired, my body humming with need I can’t shake. But Saturday night, the tension finally snapped. When the door swung open while I was jerking off, nothing felt simple anymore.
When Liam returns, eager to prove himself, Randy offers him a quiet, unforgiving test. There’s no scene, no warmth—just commands, consequences, and the question of whether Liam can handle what real submission demands. By night’s end, it will be clear: is Liam going to serve or step out.
"The Alpha's Claim," describes Hunter's experience joining the Beta Nu Omega fraternity, the first and only Caucasian member to pledge and join, which quickly escalates into a sexually exploitative environment.
Cameron's lust for Finn costs him time with Carter. Finn gives in and tries to give Cameron a space to thrive, but it backfires and costs his progress within the frat. Cameron finally recognizes that he needs to focus on himself and shows his commitment to being a true factor on the wrestling team and within the frat.
I’m Eli, 18, a freshman gymnast, and apparently the kind of guy who walks into his dorm glowing because he sucked his hot, young coach off. Casper didn’t let me cum, but the next day, I was smoother on the rings than ever. Maybe it’s not about getting off. Maybe it’s about giving him everything.
Randy gives Liam space and watches him crack. One message turns into another, until Liam’s back on his knees, worshipping Randy’s sweat-slick body. But even as Liam submits, Randy can feel the thread fraying: a beautiful boy promising more than he’s ready to give. One more chance… then Randy decides if he’s staying or walking.
I got there early just like he'd told me but this morning wasn’t about getting Tyler’s cock in my mouth—it was about earning it. Begging until my voice cracked, until my throat was raw, and then finally wrapping my lips around him like I’d been starving for it all along.
A furniture-making retreat in a forest: a weeklong masterclass where people build their own wooden pieces. That's the perfect time to rest and learn, unless the teacher is an incredibly sexy divorced guy with the biggest rod you've ever seen.
This bonus scene is a cheeky little extra from my series The Neighbor Across The Window. It doesn’t tie directly into the main story...but why not? Consider it a fun one-part mix of revenge, denial, and that aching kind of wanting more.
I'm Eli, an 18-year-old freshman, and I can’t stop thinking about Coach Casper—his hands on me, his cock in my mouth, the way he said when I could touch myself and when I couldn’t. I thought I’d get over it. I thought going out with Mason might help. But I only want what I’m not supposed to want—him.
A rugged alpha trains a young man in the wilderness, breaking him down and building him back up through discipline, desire, and dominance. On their final night, the trainee begs to be used one last time—offering his body as tribute to the man who made him.
Randy takes Liam to the edge, using his mouth, his body, keeping him aching and untouched. Spit, control, and rough, relentless sex leave them both wrecked... and wanting more. By the end of the night, both boys feel it: this might not just be play.
Chad is a 21-year-old college senior and rugby star. He's rich, young, fit, and sexy as fuck--6'0" with wavy black hair and piercing blue eyes. Chad's world is flipped upside down when his girlfriend's dad, Thom, a 6'6" 35-year-old construction worker, makes Chad his bitch.
One by one, I served each of them—Connor, Aiden, Grant, Bryson, Tyler—on my knees by the fire. No teasing this time. No pretend. Just obedience. Swallowing everything they gave me, showing it off, feeling my cage throb tighter with every load. By the end, I wasn’t even embarrassed. I was proud. Tomorrow, I’d kneel again.
I'm Tommy, a nineteen-year-old college kid who just locked up his cock because five straight boys told me to. Now I’m naked, kneeling in front of them, about to worship their feet like it’s the most normal thing in the world. This is how my vacation starts. And apparently, “Tommy Tentpole” is under new management.
I’m Eli, an 18-year-old freshman gymnast, and today I came with Casper’s ass in my mouth and one of his pubes stuck to my lip. Mason saw it. Teased me. Maybe even knew. I don’t think I’m being seduced anymore. I think I’m being trained. And the worst part? I’m already falling in line.
It's Friday, campus is pretty empty but I'm about to meet Tom, the married security guard that is pretty impatient to train my poor throat all night long.
Cocky footballer turned chastity slave, Asher, has submitted like a slut, sacrificed his pride to men, to improve. Try-outs are finally here for his dream first team position. But his holes still ache to be used. Will his final choice be to stand tall, or fall to his knees?
Randy tightens his grip on Liam’s mind and his cock. A single command plunges the boy into aching denial. Later, drifting to sleep, Randy dreams of a lecture hall, of Liam trembling beside him, exposed and obedient. Randy isn't just fucking Liam's body, he's fucking his mind. And by morning, Randy knows: this boy might finally be worth keeping.
I thought I was signing up for cocktails and beach days with my five, rich, straight friends from high school after we finished our first year at college. Instead, they handed me a chastity cage, called me their bitch, and said I’d be naked all week. Part of me panicked. The other part? Rock hard and ready to serve.
Confidece is only one of his many qualities. His ego scorches every rule in the book. All without ever asking. He just takes. Submission is expected. He is fire.
I'm Eli, an 18-year-old freshman on the gymnastics team. Casper said I was too distracted to train right—so he made me jerk off on the mat while I licked his balls. Right there in the open. Just sweat, silence, and his cock swinging above me. Then he handed me a towel and told me to get back to drills. What the fuck?