Jimmy and Trent return in the sequel to My Stepdad’s Wedding. “Two weeks ago, I hooked up with my stepdad, Trent Atlas, the night before he married my mother. Now he’s back in town from their honeymoon and has offered to take me up to North Carolina for a trip to his father’s place. Trent Atlas’ dad is one of the nicest men I know. His name is Frederick and he’s like a grandpa to me, in the way Trent is like a dad, even though we’re not related. My step-Grandpa has taken me on fishing trips before. He sends me cards for my birthday every year. Trent’s family gets along well ...

I have a confession to make. I find my sister’s husband very attractive and I’m not sure what to do about that. Sometimes there are hot people in your own extended family. It doesn’t always mean you want to have sex with them. But sometimes it does. I'm picking up my brother-in-law to head to my sister's banquet, which, as always, he's late to. But when I arrive, it's just me and him. He takes off his shirt to change and we make eye contact. My sister's banquet may have to wait.

Jacobi spotted me on the prison yard wandering around like a pet with no owner. And once we hit the showers, he decided to claim me as his. On the outside, I would have never taken the bait from someone like him. It would be a stain on my masculinity. I'd be alienated from everyone for being such a sissy. But prison has different rules. Here is where a man like me, who'd bend to another man, belongs. Word is spreading that the biggest man in our wing has claimed the smallest. Even the guards know--do they look at me funny because they want in? Regardless, I'm about to abandon all shame to ...

I’m drunk driving after a crazy night. Just me and this dark ass road outside Detroit. Suddenly a cop car appears in the rear-view mirror, pulling me over. I swerve to the side of the road. Here we go. Another traffic stop where my only offense is being Black. The cop car door opens and out steps a tall, muscular White man, at least fifteen years older than me. Damn, I have to admit he’s hot. And I have another confession to make - sometimes I dream about what it might be like to turn all that anger at the police into something sexual. Just take turns hate pounding each other in the ...

Another family reunion. Well, this one's a little different. It’s only us guys this year. My Uncle Brett had this brilliant idea to separate the men from the women for our yearly trip. We’ll re-convene eventually for festive games and dinner, but Uncle Brett believes in male bonding time. It’s a tradition in the family. So, while my mom and sister and aunts are out doing the spa thing, and watching romantic comedies, us men are on a big boat that my uncle owns. My Uncle Brett’s got movie star good looks. Blonde hair and striking blue eyes. Dad is the brunette counterpart—think Tom...