Jason is tense as he faces a decision about Vesper’s fate, but when they talk, their conversation turns out to be unexpectedly illuminating. Later, the Shepherd Rylan receives an unprecedented request from Vesper, and grants it… only to give him something else as well: what he truly needs.
Deimos asks Stellan, the apprentice Shepherd, to give him lessons in man-love, and proves to be a quick learner. Laudon, in the effort to save Jason, performs an unprecedented medical routine. Deimos, at long last, is revealed the true nature of Laudon and Boba-Maiii.
While his ship resupplies, Diplomat James is on a domestic mission of his own. This sequel follows our chunky space envoy to a nearby planet and back. When a hot alien daddy seeks refuge on his ship, will our plucky hero give him a free ride or turn him out in space?
Vesper’s confession sparks a desperate race to save Jason. As Deimos faces fear and uncertainty at the Temple, tension builds beyond endurance. It is Stellan, the clever apprentice Shepherd, who draws on ancient techniques to ease that strain, offering relief when Deimos can bear no more...
The man reenters the creature's ether, prepared for another conversation. Instead, he finds himself in a mysterious sex ritual within his own dreamscape.
Decades of lust forge an empire: marriages seal unbreakable bonds, a thriving supplement business hides erotic secrets, and superhuman sons are born from cum-fueled pregnancies, perpetuating a dynasty of muscle, breeding, and forbidden family rituals.
Jason cannot let Deimos believe he is some kind of demigod tied to Boba-Maiii, and wants to reveal the truth. Knowing how hard it will be for Deimos to grasp in minutes what took him months to understand, he softens it in the sweetest way. But behind the scenes, Vesper is plotting a deadly trap for Jason...
Tyler’s secret biotech trial explodes into view, transforming cum into a miraculous elixir—drunk, bathed in, shampooed with, and cooked into meals—as the trio indulges in filthy, addictive rituals that supercharge their bodies and desires.
Air thickens, chest compressing, breath snagging shallow. Heat pools low, slick and insistent, posture locking open before thought resists. Skin prickles under unseen gaze, shame bleeding into throb, craving coiling tight. Density closes, warm and final, body surrendered.
Jason's display of 'religious' power makes proud Rufus accept the rightful punishment for having abused young Jael, but the punishment unexpectedly makes Rufus discover what being loved and respected means. And yet, the rough janitor Aric is determined to make Rufus pay for his guilt...
Miles and Ryder were an unlikely couple. Miles was a quiet, skinny, nerdy red head, and Ryder was a toned, rough, tattooed bad boy. They looked like the most mismatched couple ever. But, they were in love, really in love. Miles planned the perfect first anniversary celebration. What Miles didn't count on was the start of World War III.
The Shepherd Rylan takes on an apprentice and teaches him the art of submission. Tension rises on Eclipse when Rufus forces himself on a young Pale. Jason does his best to contain the situation, but when he realizes that diplomacy is no longer enough, he reluctantly resorts to… Boba-Maiii.
As Jake basks in post-ecstasy glow, a knock at the door brings neighbor Alex into the fray, turning a duo’s intimate exploration into a sweat-drenched threesome of sniffing, kissing, and marathon pounding that pushes boundaries to breaking point.
Jason returns to the Temple, where Laudon stuns him with his revelations and his analysis of Eclipse’s situation. As always, Jason seeks moral support in Deimos’ arms and, after mercilessly teasing him, is rewarded with the most intense fuck he'd ever gotten.
Billy Kaplan is stunning in velvet at the Avengers Gala, but he’s flying solo—until Thor arrives. Trading his hammer for the tangle of Billy’s curls, the God of Thunder shows the young sorcerer exactly how it feels to be handled.
Aric introduces Jason and Helios to the Shepherd, a one-of-a-kind man in a one-of-a-kind role. Beneath the panoramic dome of the Observation Deck, even the most hidden desires and the most secret craves may come true.
Simon wakes up naked and disoriented in a sterile, surveilled environment, subjected to electric shocks and forced to comply with commands from an unseen authority. A panel of spectators observes his humiliation with detached amusement or clinical interest, reinforcing his status as an unwilling test subject
In a scent-saturated dystopia, teen Kael's body craves enslavement. Pheromones throb flesh into slick betrayal—dread twists to dripping ache, guilt floods as euphoria surges, every leak a filthy surrender to owned bliss.
In a dystopian world, slavery is part of everyday life. This is an illegally obtained study report on a scientific project researching sex slaves and their training. It shows the terrible depths of the slave system.
Jason spends some time reading the Sacred Tomes, and his research leads to a revelation that leaves him breathless. Unbeknownst to him, Deimos’s former helper spies on him; but when he goes to report back to Vesper, he realizes just how careless he was to ally himself with such an evil Dark.
Sweat-soaked mohawks pierce the haze, nipple rings glint like chains binding your will. Rake's heavy cock swings low, demanding your mouth—salty, throbbing, inescapable. Collar snaps cold on your neck, lockcage crushes your ache, Rush burns obedience into veins. Vulnerability throbs raw, power owns every gasp. No turning back—step into his stride.
In post-apocalyptic *Dust & Flesh*, Dust Raiders roam wastes, trading slaves, Rush-fueled gay sex, and brutal domination. Bodies are currency in a world ruled by Masters and Thralls—raw survival, shame, aggression, and unyielding hierarchies of flesh and power.
After Laudon’s latest revelations, Jason gains a deeper understanding of Eclipse and its people — especially those men who, like Aric, upheld the ideal of free love for centuries, defying prejudice and moral restraint. Yet those same prejudices are about to strike Jason with full force…