Mike heads off to college. He meets his new roommate and quickly learns they may not be the best of friends. As Mike gets settled into his classes, he picks up his research on Walter in the college library. Within a few weeks, he meets a new friend that will help him with that research, and maybe something more.
Jamie can’t shake the heat buzzing under his skin. Tentatively, he explores his sensitive body, fingers tracing virgin territory for the first time. A hidden surprise catches his attention, its raw scent igniting something primal. Alone, Jamie surrenders to new, aching sensations—uncovering a secret hunger he never knew he had.
The morning stretches long and slick, soaked in cum, champagne, and second rounds. Bruno and Bryn can’t stop touching - lazy friction turning urgent, kisses tasting of coffee and sweat. But in the quiet afterglow, a name slips out. And suddenly, the desire between them isn’t the only thing that’s raw.
A disciplined protector, shattered by witnessing his master's submission, is conquered and claimed by a young predator wielding primal charisma in a brutal hallway encounter.
Stretched across the kitchen table, his cock buried in one friend and his ass getting jackhammered by another, all that's left to play with is Lincoln's mouth. Luckily, his best buddy Chance has a good imagination.
Steven and Stephen go to their executions as Stephen seemed to imply. Of course, Elijah was their chief antagonist. Tim wasn't far behind but then turned the tables on Elijah, to his own detriment. The situation once more changes and chaos reigns. Stephen is impressed by Travis's talent as an artist as well as his and Tim's talents as craftsmen.
Nathan's and Shawn's relationship is in a rut. Nathan proposes they enter The Facility to teach Shawn how to be more dominant in the bedroom. But, what really happens there?
Nico took the honor of parading me, and my wet leaking erected cock, around to the different groups. The kissing promotion was growing to be a large success as men were paying several hundred dollars for a long-lasting kiss with me.
Brandon’s loyalty is rewarded with a new kind of climax—one he never imagined was possible. Under Licious’s control, his body responds to pleasure in ways that deepen his submission and bind him closer to her.
Bayport High’s Fall Formal is the same night and at the same venue as the Bayport Chamber of Commerce Ball. Naturally, things do not go as planned for the hapless Hardys.
This story takes place between The Hardy Boys and the Case of the Fitting Room Fiasco and The Hardy Boys and the Case of the Hypnotic Hijinks.
Thomas was the shy boy, the one always on the periphery. Charles was Mr. Social, always willing to join in with any group. But could the two of them connect in a sexual way.
With Grant's graduation he must find a career path that fits with the demands of Fontlebois. A return to the ancient house brings a solution.
This is the conclusion to the Fontlebois story.
Brandon’s training deepens as Licious tests his obedience in new, public ways. Plugged and teased under her control, he obeys—even when temptation strikes. As his boundaries blur and his desire to please intensifies, he learns that surrendering to Licious isn’t just about sex—it’s about becoming hers completely.
Steven and Stephen wake up and resume their escapades, resulting in an accident. Their attempts to remedy it turns embarrassing. Then, they get some surprising relief. The following morning, they contemplate the results.
Lincoln finally spread his legs for his best friend, and his brain is going into meltdown. Can you still be straight, if you're fucking your bros? Riley may not have the answer, but it seems like he can think of more entertaining distractions.
Three longtime friends escape to a quiet cabin for the weekend. They’ve shared wild memories from high school, sleepovers, and football camp—but tonight, the silence says more. The only rule now? Nobody backs out.
A bad dad's deep resentment for his gay son erupts into a battle of wills—first in a brutal game of catch and then something more, as a father decides to take his due.
I didn’t answer. I crossed the space between us and kissed him, my hands sliding down to tug his jeans the rest of the way off. He stepped out of them without hesitation, kicking off his shoes at the same time but leaving his white socks on, fulfilling a fantasy I'd forgotten.