After that mind-blowing threesome with Mike, Jeff and I slipped back into our familiar rhythm: stolen afternoons of raw, greedy sex on the rooftop, the rough weave of the outdoor rug biting into my knees, his thick cock stretching me open while distant traffic and seabirds formed a constant low hum below us. But the air had thickened with something new. In the languid, sweat-slick minutes after we came, when our breathing...

When Hera returned to Olympus, the mood was different. Not jubilant, but also not stagnant, like it had been before. To her surprise, the first one to greet her was none other than her husband, Zeus. “Enjoyed your time with the mortals, did you?” She stopped in her steps, but only for a moment. “Yes, I did. What’s it to you?” To Hera's greater surprise, her husband showed no sign of anger. An obscene grin crossed his face...

Rooftop Threesome: Double-Bred by Jeff and Mike” Jeff is my FWB. When Jeff hit me with that question—“Would you be open to a threesome? I’ve got a buddy who’s dying to get a piece of that incredible ass of yours”—My heart skipped, and my cock twitched instantly. For over a year, we’d been stealing these raw, passionate afternoons together. His husband was always chill and welcoming, even that one time he lounged in the co...

I knew it was pointless to strain against the metal cuffs securing my hands to the wooden frame in the middle of the downtown street blocked off for the Folsom Street Fair. Same went for my feet. They were tethered to the bottom of the beams that formed an X. Sir had removed my black leather pants, leaving me in my sexiest leather jock strap. My cock covered. My ass not. It was on full glorious display. I settled my breat...

My friend Jeff and I connected on a hookup site. Both of us are self-described pleasers—men who live to give and receive raw, uninhibited pleasure, unbound by labels. I crave every depraved act two men can share, so I was eager yet uncertain how violently our hungers would collide when we finally met. Jeff’s in an open marriage. We met at his stunning three-story home and were drawn straight to the rooftop gazebo, a priva...

"I'm gonna throw up," I moaned, rubbing my temples. David set a cup of coffee in front of me. "Yet another night of debauchery?" I nodded and pull the mug close. Bitter life-giving brew. "I had to take a fucking bus downtown to get my car. Again. And my shirt smells like sandalwood." "Ah, so the mystery masseuse is back," David joked. "Got essential oil on your dick?" "No, dumbass. And I told you that I don't remember any...

When I was nineteen, my life was shattered in an instant. My dad walked in on me with my best friend—my lips wrapped around his cock, the room still smelling faintly of our shared sweat and teenage lust—and that was it. He exploded, his face turning beet red as he called me every name under the sun: disgrace, pervert. He kicked me out without a discussion, no second chance. I packed a small suitcase with whatever clothes...

I knew it was pathetic to be jealous of Gerald, but as I stood at the backyard grill on the Fourth of July, I found myself glowering at my neighbor's son. While I was supposed to be making sure I cooked the hot dogs just the way Mom liked, I was much more interested in watching George, Gerald, and Gerald's girlfriend. They were sitting on George's back porch, sipping from glasses of iced tea. I'd already exchanged friendl...

It was a sweltering afternoon in late summer, the kind where the heat clung to everything like a second skin. Alex had been hired to clean Carl's spacious suburban home while the family was away—or so he thought. Carl, a tall, broad-shouldered executive in his mid-40s, had just wrapped up a grueling month of business trips and endless work hours. His wife was off on her own conference, leaving the house empty. Or at least...

In the muggy heat of Savannah, I found myself on a solo adventure again, eager to explore the city's vibrant nightlife. My journey led me to a legendary drag show, where the air was thick with anticipation and the promise of untamed desires. I had dressed the part, wearing my assless underwear with a removable pouch for my cock, ready for whatever the night might bring. Before the show, I had met a charming married couple...