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.
We’ve had a lot of sleepovers, gotten drunk plenty of times, seen each other’s dicks in the locker room since we all play sports, but none of us had ever done something sexual with each other. Until now.
Find out what happened to the chaotic brothers, Dean and Bradley after that drunken night. Should everything that happened in the island stays in the island? Or is there and exception?
Three months in Paris, Troy has found a quiet rhythm until Dylan, his best friend Jake's older brother, shows up unannounced at his apartment. A heated reunion full of slow kisses, possessive touches, and the promise of more dinners (and nights) together as Dylan announces he's staying longer. The chemistry reignites, raw and undeniable.
In a shared sperm bank room, eight close friends sit in a circle. One by one, each guy steps forward, drops his shorts, and strokes openly while the others offer warm, encouraging words. As tension builds, moans grow desperate; they cheer loudly when he announces he’s about to bust, erupting in support as thick ropes fill the cup.
The boys are back! Months after their whirlwind wedding weekend, Drew finally makes good on his promise to visit Sam and Marcus in Denver. There, amidst the snow and sex, feelings intensify and the boys must determine what this new bond between them might mean. (Sequel to The Wedding Guest.)
After a scorching night tangled in sheets, Adrian and Matteo pull apart at work, burying desire under forced normalcy. Lust, guilt, and aching memories of heated touches simmer beneath polite texts, until Jessica dares them to prove their fake relationship is real.
Welcome to Hardwood Creek… where the town is small, the motel is shabby, and the secrets are filthy.
Some places are remembered for their charm, their quiet streets and warm smiles. Others are remembered for the secrets that lurk behind peeling wallpaper and flickering neon lights.
Alex started teasing me on purpose. He’d walk around the apartment in nothing but tight boxer briefs, the kind that hugged his juicy bubble butt like a second skin. He’d “forget” to close his door while changing, giving me a full view of that perfect peach as he bent over to grab socks.
After a night that blurs the line between fake and real, Adrian wakes beside Matteo with the weight of everything they refuse to name. Morning light exposes lingering tension, stolen glances, and the quiet panic of two best friends pretending nothing has changed.
I live with two straight jocks for whom nudity and tension are everyday things. What started as a simple arrangement quickly became mutual. They know how to give, not just take. Over time, rituals emerge: mornings, touch, shared showers, and quiet closeness. It’s a story about balance, trust, and pleasure under one roof.
Best friends sharing a bed turns into grinding heat in the dark, one of them ending up naked and throbbing in the other’s fist. He’s stroked slow and hard until he spills hot across his own abs, leaving his best friend coated and aching, still painfully hard and untouched. By morning nothing is said, but the space between them is charged.
The boys are back! Months after their whirlwind wedding weekend, Drew finally makes good on his promise to visit Sam and Marcus in Denver. There, amidst the snow and sex, feelings intensify and the boys must determine what this new bond between them might mean. (Sequel to The Wedding Guest.)
Epilogue. After surviving the desert and daily work grind the Fixer and the Operator navigate the tactical logistics of cohabitation. From perimeter checks to pasta aisles, two stubborn mules discover that the only thing scarier than the mission is the happiness that follows.
In high school, Ryan and Mikey’s friendship begins with a chess game and a lie. What starts as rivalry and humiliation soon becomes something deeper — a private ritual built around wrestling that grows into the most important relationship in both their lives.
Parker and Brody reunite at the home front. Trading adrenaline for the daily grind, the fixer and the operator must finally drop their masks. A character-driven look at loyalty, the bond of the pack, and the weight of permanence. The hardest breach isn’t a door—it's the identities they carry.
Aussie lad Lucas was playing rugby league when Ben took him down. After the match, Lucas found the incredibly attractive Ben and discovered it was his birthday. Things took a turn when Lucas offered the player a 'birthday blowie'.
A late-night voicemail, a straight coworker, and a heat that never should’ve happened. Victor never meant to confess he liked what he saw in the gym showers… but Luke heard every word. One party, one locked door, and years of unresolved desire ignite into something neither of them can walk away from.
Back 'home', Parker is being hollowed out by the aggressive silence of a civilian life that no longer fits. As he prepares to close the distance and accept a new contract, he retraces the final, honest hours spent with Brody under the Qatari stars.
The story follows two men operating on a frequency the rest of the world can’t hear.
Christopher’s working holiday had started. And that in more ways than one. He discovered something new. He liked sex with men and sex in kinky leather. And the Islander group of guys he used to hang out with delivered.
The warm family welcome was a nice change from the nasty comments his siblings gave Chris at home. The holiday had started off warm. But the heat Jelmer and Jessie gave him late that day and into the following morning was even hotter. Turned out all three men arrived at the same conclusion. They were gay. The Island is begging to be explored.
The exploits of the P&B duo...
Parker: the ex-officer turned contractor/fixer.
Brody: the Tier-1 operator who holds the line.
Both men built for impact, with zero tolerance for games. Brothers in arms, partners, and solitary souls searching for a forever home. A military alliance of two against a rotten world.
Fake dating gets filthy fast in a bed that is way too small.
His cock stays hard behind me all night, pressed to my ass every time I breathe or shift.
Heat, muscle, and tension coil tight between us under the sheets.
Nothing crosses the line, but my body already has.
One bed. Two men. And a cock my ass cannot stop noticing.
A late-night voicemail, a straight coworker, and a heat that never should’ve happened. Victor never meant to confess he liked what he saw in the gym showers… but Luke heard every word. One party, one locked door, and years of unresolved desire ignite into something neither of them can walk away from.
Connor and his boyfriend Jack reassure their straight friend Tyler after his break-up. Though, Jack gets horny and fucks Connor while their friend sleep right in front of them. Did Tyler got a boner or Connor saw it wrong?
We were having a party with my highschool friends, but Damian was too drunk to walk or go home, so I took him to our apartment. The thing is, I had a crush on him since highschool though he is a homophobe, and now I had a chance to take a peek at his cock. As my boyfriend is already asleep… Maybe I should take that chance?
Calvin was sprawled across his bed like he was waiting for me… shirtless, the lamplight carving every line of his chest into sharp relief. One arm was folded behind his head, the other lazily scratching at his stomach. He didn’t move when I walked in. Didn’t even bother pretending he hadn’t been waiting.
After a long beach day, pretending gets harder to separate from wanting. Adrian agrees to crash at Matteo's friend’s place and ends up sharing a bed with his very straight, very fake and very hot boyfriend. Sand still on their skin, the night gets quiet, close, and way too horny.
They were just two straight guys blowing off steam after work. Now Andy’s waking up in bed with Scott, replaying every look, every touch, and realizing this wasn’t just drunk sex. Nothing feels simple anymore, and Scott is turning out to be a hell of a lot more than he bargained for.
It was supposed to be simple. My straight best friend asked me to pretend to be his boyfriend to finally get his ex off his back. One dinner, a few convincing touches, and a lie we both agreed was harmless. But somewhere between him calling me babe and holding my hand a second too long, the act started feeling real