It's Casual Friday at the TopSports office, and with the boss away, boys will be boys! Will Jeffrey poor dick survive a non-stop barrage of studly muscle as he races to complete a report for the boss's meeting?
The competition in the TopSports office for who can make Jeffrey cum in his pants heats up! Baseball slugger Gabe and football stud Mitch have a go at him, and each other.
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.
I thought this trip to a luxury resort with my five rich, straight high school friends after our first year at college was a rare chance to finally be included. Turns out, they had something very different in mind—and I was about to find out just how far they'd go when there were no girls... and no rules.
Bryn walks into the coffee shop nearly naked - thin pants, no underwear, still sore from the night before. But he’s not done. He wants more. This time, he takes control - slow, deep, reverent. He fucks Bruno with quiet dominance and something dangerously close to tenderness. It’s not just hot. It’s raw, intimate - and brutally honest.
Jeffrey’s lunch ‘date’ with horse-sized equestrian expert Karl is a turning point in the cum-drenched saga of the office of sports betting app start-up TopSports, home to the studliest straight co-workers any gay could wish for.
A story about first love, last goodbyes, and everything that still lingers in between. A new city, a new life but somehow, his ghost still follows me. Maybe this time, love won’t leave me behind.
Jeffrey Miller is named Employee of the Month at TopSports, where all his co-workers are straight, very masculine, and VERY jacked ex-athletes and ex-military studs. A misunderstood directive from the boss about how Jeffrey should be congratulated leads to cum-filled antics. A workplace sit-com, with muscle and orgasms!
Haunted by guilt and burning with need, Bryn spirals into obsession, surrendering to memory, fantasy, and the ache of Bruno’s absence. When fate throws them together at the gym, lust ignites into furious passion. In the steam room, Bruno doesn’t just take him - he claims him, body and soul - leaving Bryn trembling, filled, and forever changed.
Jeffrey Miller is named Employee of the Month at TopSports, where all his co-workers are straight, very masculine, and VERY jacked ex-athletes and ex-military studs. A misunderstood directive from the boss about how Jeffrey should be congratulated leads to cum-filled antics. A workplace sit-com, with muscle and orgasms!
I'm Eli, an 18-year-old freshman on the gymnastics team. When Coach Casper invited me to a private session, I thought we’d work drills. Instead, he stripped me, stretched me, and made me beg with my body. I should’ve felt used—but all I felt was wanted. I don’t know what this is anymore. I just know I’d do it again.
I’m Eli, an 18-year-old freshman on the gymnastics team, and Casper—my assistant coach—has been wrecking me without even trying. Today, he dropped his towel in the locker room like it meant nothing. But the way he looked at me after… calm, naked, too close. I didn’t move. Because maybe the towel wasn’t all he was about to drop.
Every morning, Bruno visits the same coffee shop—for the same cappuccino and the same irresistible man: Bryn. Married. Muscled. And maybe looking back. What begins with stolen glances leads to something far more dangerous: a moment they can’t undo, and a craving that won't disappear. This is a tale of heat, secrecy, and slow-burning obsession.
I'm Eli, an 18-year-old freshman trying to keep my head down on the gymnastics team. But when Coach Casper stretches me out in my singlet, slow and focused, I can’t hide how hard I get. He notices—of course—but just comments like it's no big deal. By the end, I’m breathless, aching, and desperate for release.
Lincoln's brain is still reeling from the fuck-fest in Riley's basement: he's not sure it's a blessing or a curse when best friend Chance turns up on his doorstep afterwards. But is Chance there to talk, or with something far more physical in mind?
I’m Eli, an 18-year-old university freshman. I can barely run drills without getting hard, and my Assistant Coach Casper doesn’t make it any easier—especially when he presses in from behind and his sweat drips on me. After practice, I’m a wreck. Horny, confused, and hiding it from my straight roommate, Mason, who’s starting to notice something's up