The breeze blew cool through my pubes and over my dick and the pine needles poked my knees. Roberto’s tip pressed warmly and firmly against my rim and his left palm rested on my upper back while his right hand guided him in. Penetration. God, I love this part. First pain then… I screamed in pleasure. We were two miles from the cabin and no one was going to hear me except maybe a bird or a squirrel. He slid his hands up my...

Dawn stepped off the school bus, her backpack slung over one shoulder. It was a typical day at St. Maria Academy, her all-girls school. She made her way across the parking lot towards the group of friends already congregated by the bike racks. Azra, Imani, and Cassidy greeted her with waves and smiles. "Morning, ladies," Dawn quipped, flashing a smirk. "I hope you're all rested up, because I've got a surprise for us today...

Justine looked in the mirror. Good enough. Allen had persuaded her not to use too much make up. She wore her tightest, sexiest pair of jeans. They were thin and flexible, ideal for the dance floor, as long as it didn’t get too hot. She wore a white tank top with no bra. She wasn’t used to showing off her nipples like this, but Allen said it was perfect, and she knew Bryce would love it too. To avoid shocking anyone on cam...

….He just flopped onto the bed and started taking off his shirt. I froze. Hand still wrapped around my dick under the blanket, heart thudding in my chest like I’d been caught stealing. Mason didn’t look at me right away. He pulled his shirt off in one smooth motion, then stretched out like he owned the room, sweat still glistening on his stomach. He grabbed his water bottle, took a long sip, and groaned like he’d just fin...

The Next Morning The morning light filtered softly through the blinds, casting lazy stripes across the cluttered dorm room. Nia lay tangled in the sheets, sore and dripping from the night before, her body humming with memory. A low groan escaped her when Cam’s thick fingers slid beneath her pajama waistband. She stirred, smiling sleepily, spreading her thighs to invite him closer. The cold contrast of his touch made her s...

Chapter 5: Breathless © Broken Boundaries Gay Erotica The walk to class helped. A little. The air outside was sharp with early fall, cool enough to cut through the sweat still clinging to the back of my neck. My thighs ached from drills, my shoulders burned from Casper’s corrections, and still, somehow, my dick hadn’t gone down for half the walk. I blamed the tight underwear. The way they held everything firm, like they w...

Cam’s face was lit by the glow of the PlayStation screen, jaw tight, eyes focused, headset snug over his ears. Quarterback of the Eastvale Titans, he carried himself with the easy confidence of someone who knew half the campus wanted him. Six-foot-one, broad shoulders, solid muscle under smooth caramel skin… he looked like he’d been carved just for sex appeal. Even reclined in bed, controller in hand, he radiated that raw...

The club pulsed with the kind of energy only freshers’ week could bring, sticky floors underfoot, bass thumping through the walls, and the sharp tang of cheap vodka and sweat hanging in the air. Rachel clung to her plastic cup, her fingers damp from condensation and nerves, her wide eyes darting between the writhing bodies on the dance floor and the clusters of laughter-shouting strangers near the bar. She had dressed car...