Duncan whisks Jake to an exclusive dry nightclub where a chance reunion with cousin Celia, Jayson, and his entourage pulls Jake onto the dance floor — and somewhere in the pounding bass and strobing lights, he finally lets go. The night ends back at the cottage where Jayson puts a willing Preston through his paces in the pillory.
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.
Duncan's visit to his father's imposing office turns into a cold, controlled standoff — Duncan leaving the older man with a quiet threat and zero apology. Back on the road, he shakes off the confrontation the only way he knows how, sending Jake an impulsive 9:39 p.m. dancing summons. Miles away on the estate trail, Jake reads the text and smiles.
Reece gives himself to Dario, unable to resist the urge to be controlled. Every instinct tells him to fight, but he can't help but crave Dario's firm hand. Slowly, Dario shows him his place, teasing him into obedience.
Duncan delivers a second correction — nipple clamps and a lesson in patience — before leaving Jake alone for the day with orders to occupy himself. Jake's attempt at self-directed research sends him spiraling into the internet's worst corners until Bobby talks him down with characteristic practicality. A hard sprint through the estate woods finally
Duke pulled back. “No,” he started, his chin lowering against his own chest as he looked down at me. “Don’t tell me what you think I want, tell me what YOU want. What do YOU want Brian?” I licked my lips and stared up at him. His eyes were wide, staring, waiting, that slight sexy grin making his goatee lopsided. What did I want?
“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.
My boyfriend’s younger brother keeps stealing my hoodies. No for real. Freddie’s always nicking them from my drawer or the back of the chair, saying they’re comfier than his own stuff or that he gets cold at night. My boyfriend Oliver just laughs it off. Says his lil’ bro has always been like that. Clingy. Needy for comfort.
Cal sends Jake home with orders to spend his last free week with Duncan, and the two make the most of it — tumbling from bed to a spontaneous arcade outing where Duncan wins an enormous sequined bear and earns Zach's reluctant approval.
Henry moved into Oakfield House for the cheap rent and to brush shoulders with Colman College’s hottest athletes. But each month, the fratboys draw the short straw. The loser has to spend the next thirty days locked in a chastity cage. No release. No Mercy. He becomes his brothers’ plaything, a good boy to tease, train, and use…
Duncan lays out the rules for their long-distance dynamic before school separates them, then pivots to a lazy Sunday morning that ends with Jake making two big moves at once — coming out to his mother and introducing her to his boyfriend. The dinner at Olive Garden is warm, wary, and quietly revealing, as Mrs. Samuels sizes Duncan up.
Matt Barnes has it all – a prestigious career as a lawyer, an impeccable appearance, and a reputation for being completely in control. But behind the tailored suits and professional demeanor lies a secret fantasy he's never dared to share: the desire to surrender control to an older man. An old client reappears and makes Matt think about it.
Jake moves his few belongings into the caretaker cottage, settling into his new life under Duncan's quiet, watchful direction. That evening, the two are invited to Cal's cabin for dinner, where Jake meets Bobby — Cal's collared boy — and finds an unexpected ally. Over roasted vegetables and stolen kitchen conversation, Bobby offers Jake something.
No name. No memory. A body built to serve. The rich kid with the expensive car says he has answers … but first, he has orders. [Note: can be read stand-alone.]
Delhi Dom Himank initiates a steamy BDSM session with eager slave Rohit. From public nipple clamping and humiliating crawls to naked entry and shoe licking, this tale dives into intense dominance, submission, and kinky thrills.
A fighter arrives in chains. The ranch strips him — clothes, hair, name — and a gray-eyed owner reads his body like a jeweler reads a stone. The inspection fingers find a virgin hole. The owner's guest reaches for his jaw. The fighter's fist answers first. The last clean punch he'll ever throw.
The morning after Cal's caning finds Jake tending Duncan's wounds with sandalwood oil and quiet reverence — care flowing in both directions for the first time. Over coffee, they negotiate the cottage arrangement on Jake's terms: a partnership, not a handout. Eleanor arrives, assesses Jake with warm precision, and delivers her verdict. That night J
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?
In the quiet aftermath of Cal's punishment, Jake finds his footing in a world that has shifted completely beneath him — fielding a phone call from his mother with one foot still in the dungeon, and tucking a broken man under a duvet with the other. The math of his old life and the pull of this new one are already doing the calculation without him.
S accepted his partners proposal and now he his their property. An obedient full time sub they can dominate, train, control, own, and humiliate whenever they want. S training continues every day as they condition him into the perfect obedient servant to his new masters.
Reece Helm has been drifting for months, aimlessly traveling through Europe. Everything changes when he meets Dario Bellagio, a dangerously attractive man whose calm authority awakens desires Reece was always too afraid to explore. Dario promises a future where pleasure and surrender come with consequences Reece may not be ready for.
The arrival of Cal Whitfield — Duncan's BDSM mentor and a man who commands a room without raising his voice — shatters the domestic peace of the cottage when he makes clear that Duncan's no-show to their appointment won't go unpunished. Jake, still finding his footing in this new world, is pulled into the ritual hierarchy as a silent, kneeling witn
It has become evidently clear to his boyfriend Simon and Jeremiah, that S is close to a breaking point. They both have a proposal that will make them all happy, the only question is- will S accept?
The pouch of the Bobby’s jock strap didn’t entirely cover his big smooth balls, which bulged out the sides. He cupped his package and flashed an even wider grin. “Biggest balls in the TSWF!” he announced, “Wanna see the blonde pretty boy tea-bagged with them?” The fans whooped and hollered, with some chanting “YES!”
After a grueling shift at the taproom — including a charged, stolen moment with Duncan in the back hallway — Jake shows up at the cottage early, exhausted and worn down to the bone. What begins as a tender act of care quickly turns into a raw, unguarded confession of love, forcing both men to reckon with what they actually mean to each other.