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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 ...

Hugo Manning is a man of mystery. But my short interactions with my new boss tell me that he’s into me. It’s the innuendos and the moments we catch each other in the bathroom or by the water cooler, when his dark green eyes pass over me, head to toe. I catch him every now and then through the window and my heart stops as I question if he wants me. If I’m reading into things. When Hugo invites me on a trip to Florida, I'm happy to oblige. To figure out what this is once and for all, and what the man under the suit is really made of.

Oh, man. Something just happened that I never dreamed would happen in a million years. I was intimate with my girlfriend’s dad. And now I have to smile in the faces of my girlfriend and her mother, Mrs. Patterson, for the rest of this beach trip. But once we get around the family, Mr. Patterson and I can’t hold back from each other. I find myself bent over in the bathroom not even an hour later, eager for another round. But the more we give in to our urges, the more we risk getting found out. And if Amy finds out I’m hooking up with her dad? It’s over. But hey, I’m young and ...

Dr. Dennis is the only reason I like going to the doctor. Just seeing him in those loose scrubs that barely conceal his big biceps and pecs . . . it does something for me. Every time I’m in his office I’m imagining what it’d be like if we both undressed when I had my physical. If we both could inspect each other’s bodies instead of him just inspecting mine. If I could get on my knees and inspect the shape of the doctor's tool in his pants before taking it all the way down my throat. I tell Dr. Dennis about my hamstring pain and he instructs me to turn over so he can take a look. ...

Pascal is . . . different. After transforming into a werepanther and destroying his home over a piece of peppered salami, his parents sent him off to Reinhard's School for Shifters, an Academy deep in the woods. Here, Mortals can't enter. Here, Pascal will learn to control his instincts alongside other Shifters. But he didn't expect being drawn into a world of werewolves, wererabbits, and werepanthers to come with so much drama. Harnessing his primal, sexual, hungry impulses in hopes of transitioning back to Mortal society has a steep learning curve. There's also the fact that he's smitten ...

Welcome to the world of academia, where passions ignite between seasoned mentors and their eager students. Professors is a tantalizing bundle of three stories that explore age-gap romances, power dynamics, and the seductive allure of the older man. Featuring: My Date with Professor Blake My Professor's Punishment Coach Bradley Packed with explicit scenes and forbidden chemistry, Professors' exploration of taboo relationships will leave you hot and craving more.

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 ...

When 21-year-old Christopher’s life in the city becomes unbearable, he decides to spend the summer with his distant step-grandfather, Percival, on his farm. In the quiet of the countryside, Christopher finds himself drawn to Percival in ways he never expected. Percival, a rugged man with a commanding presence, has spent years keeping others at a distance. But Christopher’s arrival stirs unfamiliar interest in him, and as the two navigate the rhythms of farm life together, their connection grows. Christopher and Percival must grapple with the lines they’re tempted to cross—and the ...

Reclusive billionaire Aiden Royce has built his empire on secrets, power, and a refusal to let anyone get too close. After a failed kidnapping attempt, his team hires Damian Rodriguez, an ex-special forces operative with a reputation for being ruthless, to protect him. Damian's quiet intensity unsettles Aiden, but he doesn’t realize Damian’s devotion goes beyond professional duty. Damian has been following Aiden’s career—and his life—for years, developing an obsession that borders on dangerous. As threats close in, so does their proximity, and Aiden starts to notice Damian’s ...

I’ve been dating Scott for almost a year now. I guess you could say things are getting really serious. The only problem is that Scott’s roommate, Jamal, is a lot hotter, and he satisfies me in bed in my imagination in a way that Scott cannot do. So, every time I’m at Scott’s place I steal glances at his roommate. Jamal is living rent free in Scott’s home because Scott’s just that kind of guy—he’s nice and helpful. That’s the person I have to think about hurting in all this. I just want to say that I would never do anything to hurt him. But I know that I would do it with ...

Tomorrow I complete my ordinance at Pride Horizon church. I’ve now been penetrated by my pastor, bishop, and reverend. Tomorrow I meet the patriarch. They all say it’s what God wants, for me to bend over for my church leaders. But I really feel like I get further away from Him the further into this ordinance thing I go. Still, I'm insatiable. At my final step, they all show up. The Pastors, Bishop, Deacon, and Reverend. Maybe a few of my fellow elders for good measure. Eight men of God in a church. Some holy wine, eight tight holes and eight hard, holy temples. I am ready for church.

22-year-old college student Nate Howard is dreading the holidays back at his small-town family home. The season’s traditions feel hollow, and leave him craving something more. Enter Carlos, a rugged 42-year-old ex-con handyman hired to fix up the barn during a freak snowstorm. Despite their differences, the two find themselves snowed in together, sharing conversations that chip away at their guarded walls. As the storm rages outside, sparks ignite between Nate and Carlos, and their connection deepens over shared laughter, subtle glances, and quiet moments of vulnerability. But with the ...

If you asked me why I’m a police officer in training, I'd tell you it was first job I could get. I feel pretty masculine and tough most of the time as a law enforcer. But not as tough as the other cops—my superiors. I could never be as tough as them. I’m not gay—I don’t identify that way, anyway. But there’s always been something about a man in uniform. I want to do them and I want them to do me. They call me the rookie. Today I’m riding along with Officer Pruitt and his partner Officer Carter. They say the easiest way to learn the job is to do the job, so I’m riding bitch ...

My Elder's Secret follows Bradford, a young Mormon missionary working alongside Elder Callahan. In their travels together, the two develop a deep connection that turns sexual. Bradford grapples with his desires and his faith, feeling torn between guilt and the pull he feels toward Callahan's sexy mature aura. After a passionate encounter and an honest conversation about his fears, Bradford begins to embrace his true self, starting by undressing in front of Callahan. Gently nudged by Callahan’s support, he realizes that he doesn’t need to deny his urges anymore, and falls face first into...

At the North Pole, it is the duty of every elf between the ages of 18 and 22 to serve Santa. After that, we graduate and go on to make our own lives. The name's Twinkle Tipsy Toes, and I'm a 21-year-old elf. With only one two years left at the workshop, I plan to make this my year. On December 24th I will be the one taken on Santa's sleigh as his number one. It’s what I’ve dreamed of for years, even before starting at Santa’s workshop. It's what we all dream of. To be the one noticed. To be the one chosen. We elves compete for the opportunity to accompany Santa on his route, and maybe...

Following the events of Santa's Little Helper, Santa and Twinkle Tipsy Toes embark on a magical sleigh ride through the night, delivering presents across the world. Santa has chosen Twinkle as his special little helper, and Twinkle will do everything he can to show Santa he made the right choice. When the world is their oyster, nothing can stop Santa and Twinkle from having the most magical, raunchy Christmas of their lives, and remembering it for years to come.

I think Pastor James and I did something sinful. I have to tell someone. I grab my church brother, Cody and pull him into the Sunday School room after service. He says what we did was normal, that he had to do it too to move up in Pride Horizon church. This is only tradition—ordained by the Lord himself. Our privacy is quickly interrupted when Pastor James and Bishop Faulk enter the room. Pastor explains my next step in the process to church leadership is taking the Bishop the way I took him. And sharing is a value of the church. The clothes begin to come off and Bishop takes my neck in ...

Reverend Smith is responsible for leading Pride Horizon Church in communion. Every Sunday he leads the congregation in the ritual of taking the body and the blood of Christ. My next step to Holy Ordinance at Pride Horizon is getting a lesson from the Reverend in what it really means to take the body, to come closer to your church leaders, and thereby closer to Christ. Reverend Smith takes me to the communion room where the wine is kept. He pulls it out, takes a sip, and commands me to take it from his mouth and into mine. Then I notice something in his pants, also begging me to take it in ...

Grandma re-married Grandpa Gene when my real grandpa passed away. I don’t call Gene by his first name though. When I was in middle school it went from Grandpa Gene to just Grandpa. It’s getting weird with Grandpa. I knew early on, during puberty, when I saw him mowing the lawn shirtless, silver hair glistening over his muscle chest, that I would be in the shame seat. One of the few, or many, who fantasized about his Grandpa at night. And those fantasies—they were intense, I mean, leg shaking intense, moaning for more, begging until I couldn’t breathe or form a thought. I'm starting ...

There’s no bond like the bond between a boy and his barber. Mr. Reed says it’s as sacred as man and wife. I guess that's why he jokes sometimes, about giving me a spanking if I cheat on him and go to other barbers. I could swear his caress around my ears, his strong hand on the back of my neck, is asking for a response, for obedience. I'd never say this out loud, but when I'm alone, stranded with my thoughts in my shower at night, I imagine him behind me, pressing my body between his body and the wall. I've always liked them twice my age, at least, with sexy silver stubble like the kind...