I have a confession to make. It was only after I was in the presence of my girlfriend's dad that I felt like a man for the first time. But a smaller man. A man who could submit to another man. Something about that thought makes me feel really manly. I can't explain it. I can't talk to anyone about it. If Amy knew that she’d throw a fit. Me and Amy are getting close now. So close I'm accompanying her to Pensacola for her family's beach trip this summer. After we arrive, as Amy and her mom catch up in the house, I find Mr. Patterson on the beach. He looks overjoyed to see me again and says ...

My roommate, Brad, is taking me on this workout plan. Bradley is this really buff Christian guy. Bench presses about 300 because he’s so stocky. From Utah or somewhere and went to church group every Thursday at 7 PM. His pecs hug those plain t-shirts he always wears. Plain t-shirts and khaki shorts that hug those thick thighs. I’ve never had a girlfriend, but do I think I’m gay? Nah. I still like tits. I still fantasize about sliding into girls. But also, some nights I think about Brad sliding into me instead. I wonder how that would feel.

Archie's been tied to the bed all day, waiting for Mr. Million to get home. When Mr. Million finally gets home from work, it's in a business suit, and Daddy's too tired from a hard day's work to bother taking it off before getting started. Archie's been waiting patiently, as a good boy should for a mature man. And Mr. Million knows how to reward a good boy. Mind-blowing sex, shower, dinner, wine, conversation. Mr. Million has lots in store for Archie--risks more sexual than the boy had ever dreamed of--now that their bond is getting deeper. But now that their bond is getting deeper, Archie ...

Roommates, professors, and frat boys, oh my! In this college bundle, young men on the cusp of adulthood, free from the confines of their parents' rules, learn to experiment with their hidden sexual desires. I mean, they don't have common showers for no reason, right? Featuring: Handled By My College Roommate Playing With My Professor, The Were-Panther Frat Boy Gang Bang

When I landed in Cell Block C, I thought keeping to myself was the safest way to survive. But then Trey, the most feared and ruthless man on the block, set his sights on me. It started in my cell block, where the mature oldhead, Marcus, I shared a cell with noted that Trey had "claimed" me, and offered to experiment a bit so I was ready for what was to come. Trey wasn’t asking; he was telling me I was his. But in prison, nothing stays secret for long. And Trey? He doesn’t care about my fears, my hesitations. To him, I’m already his, and he’ll make sure everyone knows it—even if it...