Tom and Luca meet again a month later at the same client’s place. Same work jeans, same June heat, same tension simmering under their t-shirts. What starts as a simple coffee break ends-up naturally where it started the last time they met. Two workers’ bodies, sweat, dirt under the nails, and zero limits.
"Dropping to a hot squat in front of the stud, Alex wrapped one hand around the straining cock while hefting Dom’s heavy ball bag in the other. Looking up at the highly aroused Foreman he complimented, “Nice cock, Dom.”
Married. Straight. Father of four. Carlos keeps telling himself it doesn’t mean anything. After the first night, the need only gets worse. In the closed garage, he lets Julian drop to his knees. Weeks later, behind the bleachers at his son’s soccer game, he does it again in broad daylight, parents walking past only feet away. Each time he gives in, something in him dies a little. Each time, his body still wins.
This is a multi-chapter slow-burn story about reluctant attraction between Carlos, a Latino man, and Julian. Chapter 1 introduces the characters and the quiet tension that begins to build between them.
Notes: Slow-burn, reluctant attraction, Latino characters, multi-chapter series. All characters are adults 18+.
It’s been two days since I spent the night in his cabin and the silence between us since the storm is driving me absolutely crazy. We’ve been busy, cleaning up after the storm. There is never a chance to be alone. He’s too busy managing the crew and working overtime to eat with me. I can’t seem to catch him wandering at night any more. I convince myself that it’s because of the storm and the cleanup. But I’m worried that something ...
18 year old Ethan Stewart is stuck in summer school, grounded for life by his mother, and tasked with waiting on the old, fat, asscrack plumber. That's not at all who shows up. Then a friend joins and the action truly begins.
Elliot is the more "academic" one of the family. Some more "posed" and calm, someone you would never expect to have this as a second job.
But reality it's often deceiving, and in the middle of one the most important moments of Brian's life his family annoyingly reminds him of their presence.
Poor, poor Brian. Part 4 of 4.
Between punishing, dominant encounters with his regular cumtank Tanya and a venomous, unbridled hatred for faggots, twenty-one-year-old auto mechanic Jonah lives to assert power. But when a malicious prank targeting his fag neighbor Felix’s pride party backfires, Jonah is pulled into a highly lucrative underworld that makes his life a lot easier.
Sometimes the blackmailer gets unwittingly blackmailed. Chris teaches the straight stripper that there’s more to life than birthday girls. The fireman’s pole gets greased, and Drake takes it like a champ. A bit of raw male bonding in the boat shop was all it took for the Snake to see the error of his ways — and what he’s been missing.
Jacob is now released into the community on day release under his new name of Jayden Conner. He has a new job, quite unlike the old one at the bank. He also has a new sport, football, and is learning how to fit into the team, or else!
Andy followed the job to Tampa for the money. That’s the lie he keeps telling himself. But every hallway, every worksite, every beer at the end of the night leads back to Scott, the man who left him wrecked in ways neither of them knows how to explain.
After a reckless, secret hoe phase in LA, closeted Chinese-Indonesian golden boy Nick Ongko arrives in Beijing determined to stay celibate and “fix” himself. But just two weeks in, the hunger wins. As he strokes himself to the memory of his last raw fuck with his Arab driver, Nick realizes one thing:
Tennis. Lots and lots of tennis.
A forty-two year old dad and husband, Joe dominates the factory floor and the baseball diamond, even as he feels invisible in his own home. But when a plan for a discreet hookup goes off the rails, Joe finds himself outplayed by the one person who sees him for exactly what he is.
Four men are send on an island to build a new resort by a mysterious organization. The days are long, the supplies limited. There is little in the way of entertainment and motivation. Though there is little in the way of inhibition too. Read on as these four men complete the task they have set out to do in their own way.
I pause for a moment as he takes a deep breath in his sleep and I feel the twitch of his fingers on my chest. Last night was beyond incredible. The way he moved when I slid all the way inside him. The sounds he made when our hips joined. The warmth of his insides against my own bare skin.
A broke kid steps off a bus into a city that runs on collars. He watches, learns, files everything. A starving slave mounts him before he can set the terms. A man is unmade through a wall. In a shower, a single phrase reorganizes a nervous system. By the time the mentor finds him, the weapon is already loaded.
He glared back at my face with a grin. “Shhh. You don’t get to ask questions right now. You only get to make sounds. Got it boy?” If he wasn’t smiling, I may have been scared. But my throbbing cock seemed to speak for me, and I simply nodded, resting back on my elbows, staring at his lightly hairy massive pecs as he removed my shoes.
He was silent, his chest heaving. The rig gave a violent lurch, and I stumbled forward, my hands coming up to brace against his chest as he put one hand on the wall behind me to steady us both. The heat of his skin through his coveralls was an electric shock that made me hug him tightly. I didn’t pull away. Neither did he.
Chris was puzzling all the way back to town. Daydreaming about his future on the Island. He made up his mind, taking it easy, as the doctor ordered. NO SEX, just figuring stuff out. Telling his story so far, and making plans for the not-so-distant future. He decided that technical college could wait a few years, so he could grow roots here.
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.
It took us 4 hours and I drove the truck to the dump and emptied it while Ted took the van to the overflow lot. Once I joined him he pulled me into the van and made me suck his cock.
Matthew Brown finally gets a job - working for the government as a Human Toilet. During his career, he will have to endure and accept many different types of fluids, solids and gases. Some nasty and others even nastier. It is time for his first shift - a construction site.
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."
Then Dex smacked my ass. Hard. “Let me know if you need any help in there, half-pint,” before he moved to the shower right next to the one I had chosen. I was running the water to heat it up, holding the curtain against my front to hide my sudden sightseeing pleasures as I tried to not look at Dex’s thick piece of cut meat.
At 8 am there was a knock on the door. In my underwear and half-asleep I walked to the door and asked, "Who is it?" I heard a key enter the lock of the door ...
I just moved from Florida to Chicago in the dead of Winter. Christ! The previous owners of my condo left a huge heavy glass-topped dresser that weighed a ton.