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Office Toy – Submission : First Time Gay BDSM Humiliation Power Play (Series Book Five)

Published March 3, 2017



He had nowhere to run, no way to leave, and it was still so hard to stay still, watching it come. His heart was in his throat. His palms hurt where he’d been pressing his nails into them. If the world was waiting for him to be ready, it never would have come.

Josh is done feeling powerless, or so he thinks. But the more he fights it, the more entangled he becomes. When will he accept that he simply isn’t the one in control …

Reader Advisory: This story is part of a series for mature audiences only and which features intensely erotic situations, discipline, exhibition, humiliation, rough first time anal sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

Twenty minutes later, there they were pulling up to the access gate of the charter terminal. Josh leaned out to wave at the security guard. Luck was on his side. It was the same one that had been working the previous Friday when he and Daniel had flown south. He motioned them through without stopping them.

Josh spotted the familiar white limousine waiting out closer to the concourse, and directed the driver to drop him off next to it.

He couldn’t stop thinking about coming here for his first time three weeks ago, when he was still so awed by the idea that someone like Daniel Brandt wanted to see him again.

It was funny how Josh was always meeting him at the airport, as if Daniel came down from somewhere more important just to see him.

But what an unhealthy attitude, Josh realized. It’s that kind of thinking that got me into this mess. He’s just someone. He’s amazing and thrilling and I fall apart when he touches me, but he’s just human. He’s just human and I’m just human. No more and no less. If I can’t accept that I deserve him, I don’t have any business being here. What’s between us can be real. I can make it real. And if he doesn’t think that’s what he wants, I’ll show him it is. I will. It was a nice little mantra. Repeating it felt good. It helped pass the minutes that seemed to stretch like hours. The wind bit into his skin, whipped through his hair, made him feel like he was waiting at the edge of the world, trying to reach across it.

After a lifetime, a cold, dreadful lifetime, he saw a jet approaching along the network of runways.

Josh’s courage almost failed. He had nowhere to run, no way to leave, and it was still so hard to stay still, watching it come. His heart was in his throat. His palms hurt where he’d been pressing his nails into them. If the plane had been waiting for him to be ready, it never would have come.

But it came anyway. The door opened. Two men stepped down the stairs. Neither of them was Daniel.

Josh was suddenly embarrassed. He shouldn’t have come. He was making a scene, and Daniel had associates, friends … here with him.

They looked over and noticed Josh, and one of them said something over his shoulder into the door of the jet. And then Daniel emerged, and his eyes flicked to Josh and then his eyes stopped. He stopped. He stood in the doorway, looking down and across the long paces of empty tarmac.

Josh had a moment to wonder if he looked alright. He’d checked himself in the window of the car most of the ride over, but now the wind had blown everything into disarray, and there Daniel was, looking at him, the distance too great for Josh to read the man’s expression. If Josh didn’t manage to breathe soon, he’d probably pass out right there on the spot.

He saw Daniel say something in answer to the two men, and they stepped back to let him pass. He approached Josh slowly, not hurrying.

“Josh,” was all he said when drew close. His face was somber. Was Daniel happy to see him? Josh couldn’t tell.

“Oh hey Daniel,” Josh said, with a lightness in his voice that fooled no one. “What a surprise I run into you here. I was just passing through.”

Daniel’s face cracked into a bit of a smile. That made Josh feel a little better. A little bolder.

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Office Toy – On Display : First Time Gay BDSM Humiliation Power Play (Series Book Four)

Published February 17, 2017



“You thought you owned your body,” he breathed into Josh’s ear. “And I so very much love teaching you how wrong you are.”

No one has ever made Josh feel the way Daniel does, but no one has ever asked so much of Josh in return. When can he trust this man knows exactly how much he can take, and when is Josh right to be afraid?

Reader Advisory: This story is part of a series for mature audiences only and which features intensely erotic situations, discipline, exhibition, humiliation, rough first time anal sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

He was still extremely aroused as Daniel ushered him into a small boutique on the north side of the city. The walk hadn’t been far, maybe five or six blocks, and under other circumstances Josh knew he would have enjoyed it. But in his current state it felt more like a delirious march, primed to a perfect edge as his cock throbbed with unfinished business.

The boutique was much larger inside than it had appeared from the street. Rows of high-end fashion from Milan and Paris ran side by side with more fringe, risqué offerings in straight lines towards the back. Looking around, Josh began to guess a little of what Daniel had in mind.

At the sound of their entry, a man appeared from the rear of the store. In Josh’s wound up state, it was hard not to stare. The man was painfully handsome, with soft olive skin, full shoulders and chest, and perfect ass. He was maybe Brazilian, if Josh had to guess. His eyes were a gorgeous hazel, and when they fell on Daniel, they grew wide and appreciative.

“Welcome,” he said, with only a slight accent.

“Are we so obviously American?” Daniel asked, smiling.

The man laughed. “Just American? I’m not so uneducated. I know who you are.”

“You do?” Daniel sighed. “Isn’t there anywhere far enough away for me to escape it these days?”

“You are almost far enough here, I think. But not with me. I have to know about important men, and so I know about you.” His eyes left Daniel for the first time and flickered over to Josh. “You are here for your friend?” he asked, still speaking to Daniel as he looked Josh over with a penetrating gaze that – maybe it was just the lingering ache in Josh’s cock – seemed deeply sexual.

“I am. We’re looking for something a little bit more fun than what he happened to pack with him.”

“Of course,” the man agreed. “Let me show you what I have.”

Josh found himself blushing as item after item was pulled off the racks, each one more revealing than the last. As intimidated as Josh still was with Daniel, he had grown comfortable in his body around the older man. Daniel had a way of making Josh feel attractive and desired in a way no woman ever had. Josh liked the way Daniel dressed him to fit his tastes, even if it had taken some adjustment.

But being here with this strange man, going through clothes meant for Josh’s body at its most intimate … that was something different. He didn’t know whether he liked this.

But it was also impossible to deny that it turned him on.

And yet, none of this seemed enough for Daniel. “I want something that really shows him off,” he was explaining to the man.

The man turned his deep, almond eyes on Josh, and again Josh got the sensation that he was being unclothed by the man’s gaze. “You might have an easier time if you tried a man … with more to show off,” the storekeeper suggested, standing not by accident in a way to emphasize his own body. But he faltered as he caught sight of Daniel’s darkened expression and hurried on. “But we’ll see what we can do. He’s very fun, I’m sure.”

“Yes,” Daniel agreed, in a tone of unmistakable rebuke, “he is.” His right hand, which hadn’t left the small of Josh’s back since they had entered the store, pulled closer in with a possessive touch, and Josh’s body hummed to be against him. “The rest of it is in this row, is it?” he asked the man. “I think I can look through it myself.”

The storekeeper backed away, apologizing again and promising to send out his niece to handle the billing if they wanted to buy anything. Josh watched him go with a sense of satisfaction that was marred with an unfamiliar, lingering interest, as though the man had stirred something in Josh he didn’t want to let go.

But Josh had quite enough other things stirring inside him on this particular morning.

He jumped as he realized Daniel had said something. “Sorry, sir, what?” he asked. There it was again, that sneaky ‘sir.’ At least they were alone now.

“I said, why don’t you go wait for me in the changing room?”

Josh retreated obediently to a small stall in the corner of the store. The door swung shut behind him and he sank onto the little bench, pressing his forehead against the cool glass of the mirror.

His hand moved involuntarily back between his legs and for a moment he wondered whether he dared try for release before Daniel could notice. The urge to wrap his fingers around himself and stroke his cock to finish dominated his every movement and thought.

He had been such a normal, in control guy only a few weeks ago. How had he wound up like this?

Daniel had told him not to. Daniel had told him not to. Daniel had told him …

“Josh.”

Josh opened his eyes and saw Daniel’s distinctive leather shoes below the gap in the door. “Yes.”

“Pass me your clothes out, please.”

It took Josh a moment to understand what Daniel was asking, and then two realizations clicked into place at once. One: they weren’t buying clothes for Josh to put on for some hypothetical evening, safely in the future and safely in a bedroom, where Daniel could enjoy the sight of Josh in objectifying clothing in the safe, structured rituals of private submissiveness. This was to wear here, now. In public. Daniel wanted him to put on a new outfit, specifically designed to ‘show him off’ and walk out of here in it onto the sidewalks of a busy city. And two: Daniel wasn’t going to let Josh see what he had picked out before Josh surrendered his current clothes. Josh would be completely helpless, standing naked in a foreign changing room, completely dependent on whatever Daniel decided to offer him to cover himself.

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Office Toy – Discipline : First Time Gay BDSM Power Play (Series Book Three)

Published February 9, 2017



A soft breath escaped Josh’s lips at the firm touch, and he wriggled slightly against man controlling him, reveling at the humiliating position.

“This is where you wind up when you’re bad,” Daniel explained. “Each time. Every time.”

Josh has only known Daniel a few days, but already the man has him doing things he never thought he’d do. Josh’s new boss seems capable of anything, and at the moment he’s determined to turn his straight young employee into his very own sexual plaything.

Reader Advisory: This story is part of a series for mature audiences only and which features intensely erotic situations, discipline, exhibition, humiliation, rough first time anal sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

It started slowly, but unmistakably. Josh’s experience in the blindfold had been spontaneous and chaotic, but the new world Daniel progressively introduced him to was slow, exquisite, and endlessly tantalizing.

It really was a game, learning what Daniel liked and wanted from him. It was an endlessly rewarding game, and even Josh’s missteps came with their own form of excitement and reward.

They did nothing like the bondage Josh had witnessed in the club, at least not yet. There was no physical restraint whatsoever. It was a psychological power. It was how Daniel made him feel. It was the way Josh hung on the man’s every word, breath held, waiting to hear if he had been good or bad, and whether the next step in their dance was punishment or pleasure. The difference between them could be so subtle as to go completely unsaid.

It was on Saturday morning when the training had begun in earnest. Josh had woken from his sleep, wrapped in the broad bed, eyes scrunched hard against the thought of getting up, until that delightful moment that now came once each morning when he remembered who he was getting up to. The warm thrill of reality lit him up inside, and he reached out to feel Daniel’s body next to his.

His eyes flew open and he sat up, looking around. Daniel was nowhere in sight. A new game? He slid out from the sheets and was about to pad into the kitchen in search when he noticed a slip of paper on the floor where it had just fallen. It must have been left beside him as he slept.

“Out, but back soon. Find the outfit in the top drawer by the door and put it on.”

Josh quickly confirmed that Daniel was indeed out of the apartment and then circled back curiously to the sleek dresser by the door of the bedroom. It was empty except for two small garments, each so thin as to be almost see-through. He drew them out and held them up.

He immediately felt his face flushing red. One item was a tank-top, thin and small enough to be tight on his skin, with a band of leather running across at the shoulders and down the sides. The other was a small thong, flimsy in his hand. The thought of wearing it was … seriously turning him on, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t intimidating.

But if Daniel wanted it, then Josh would do it. That pattern had been established. The tank top was small enough to make getting into it a slight struggle, and he pulled it down until the fabric was taut just to cover his stomach. He could feel it slightly constricting his body in a pleasurable way as he bent to put step out of his underwear and slip into the second item. It felt strange but not uncomfortable as it pulled up snug, softly lifting his cock and balls into a prominent position in front of his groin. He ran his hand up the back of his leg, feeling the bare cheeks of his ass separated only by a thin strip of fabric snaking down between his buttocks. He stepped to the mirror to evaluate the effect.

His flush deepened at the sight of himself. Josh had never been huge, but he was athletic, and the way the thin cloth of the tank top clung to the muscles of his chest and shoulders accentuated them and made him feel lithe and sexual. The thong made the bulge at his groin more than prominent, and he could see as much as feel his cock getting a bit hard beneath the thin fabric.

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Office Toy – First Use : First Time Gay BDSM Power Play (Series Book Two)

Published February 3, 2017




Before he knew it, they were in the bedroom. Its hard, white walls seemed to go on forever in the dim light, circling around to the broad bed against the far side. Daniel pushed him down onto the bed and turned away for a moment, searching through drawers. When he turned back, there was a dark, canvas cloth entwined within his fingers.

“A little taste of the other side,” he said, holding it out.

Josh has only known the man a few hours, but already Daniel has him doing things he never thought he’d do. The older man left him with a chain he says marks his property, and with each passing day the urge to try it on has been growing …

Reader Advisory: This story is part of a series for mature audiences only and which features intensely erotic situations, discipline, exhibition, humiliation, rough first time anal sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

Before he knew it, they were in the bedroom. Its hard, white walls seemed to go on forever in the dim light, circling around to the broad bed against the far side. Daniel pushed him down onto the bed and turned away for a moment, searching through drawers. When he turned back, there was a dark, canvas cloth entwined within his fingers.

“A little taste of the other side,” he said, offering it to Josh.

Josh took it uncomprehendingly. It was rough to the touch, and he ran his fingers through it in innocent appreciation. “A taste of what?” he asked after a moment.

“Powerlessness.”

And then he realized that what was in his hand was a blindfold. He took in a sharp breath, looking down at it with renewed trepidation. But that electricity of Daniel’s touch came again. Josh remembered that incredible feeling when he had thought he was, or at least could be, the thing Daniel wanted him to be.

The thought of objecting never entered Josh’s mind. All he wanted was that feeling again. All he wanted was to be whatever it was that had gotten him here.

His fingers didn’t even shake as he wound it once over his eyes, shutting out the light and surrendering himself to this man he only barely knew but had already come to trust so inexplicably and maybe inadvisably. He tied it with a firm knot against the back of his head.

He felt Daniel’s hand against his neck and in his hair, and then Daniel’s lips were on his again, ushering him into his voluntary helplessness. He inhaled the rich scent of the man’s body and tasted his mouth.

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Office Toy – Ownership: First Time Gay BDSM Power Play (Series Book One)

Published January 27, 2017



Brandt studied him in the soft light. Josh couldn’t look him directly in the face or he’d have lost his nerve. The man seemed even more intense than Josh remembered him – in control, in charge. Like he owned the room, like he owned everyone in it. Like he owned Josh. Maybe he was always like this, or maybe there was something he wanted …

Josh’s quiet little company has just been bought out by a man who means a whole lot more than business. The straight young man is a good worker who keeps to himself, and the last thing Josh expects is to come under the cross-hairs of his new boss. He couldn’t be more wrong.

Reader Advisory: This story is part of a series for mature audiences only and which features intensely erotic situations, discipline, exhibition, humiliation, rough first time anal sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

Josh looked around and couldn’t help but agree. This was definitely a higher end, highly maintained, and better looking group of people than was typical even in the nicer clubs in this part of town. To be honest, he really had no idea what to make of all of this. In some ways it felt like just setting foot in here was secret and illegal. That was just the vibe it gave off. But in other ways it felt almost disappointingly sedate. Where was all the action? When was something going to happen to justify the courage it had taken to venture here?

As though the universe had heard his silent complaints and decided to teach him a lesson, the doors they had just entered through opened again. A man stepped inside, followed closely by another. The man in front was handsome and slight, with dark hair and a long coat. The man behind was tall and his demeanor was easy and confident. He had a piece of leather in his hand.

Josh stared at it in idle curiosity, and then realized that it was attached to something else. It wasn’t just a little handle of leather, it was a leash. It was a leash connected to the other man’s neck.

Josh’s mouth opened in shock. He hadn’t noticed it at first, because the lapels of the man’s coat were turned up, but yes, beneath the coat a dark band of metal glistened around his throat. The collared man shifted as his partner led him over to a table, and the coat opened slightly to reveal what was beneath. Josh’s eyes got a little bigger. In amazement, he elbowed Ryan in the ribs.

Beneath the coat, the man wore a leather harness. It was dark to match the leash, and it wound around his rib cage and down over his hips. Besides the harness, he wore only a scrap of tight leather over his groin, hooked into the harness. The other man twitched the leash in his hand, and the harnessed man jerked and followed his lead.

Josh could feel his face growing hot. He felt paralyzed. He could … he could feel himself getting hard. He was turned on. Intensely.

He studied the dominant man’s face, cool and approving as he watched his partner move in front of him across the floor with small, constrained steps. The leashed man flushed frequently and kept glancing back at his dominant. Honestly, he looked like he’d just been fucked – like he’d just been fucked really, really well.

The pair joined a table with several people already seated in place. Josh kept waiting for some of them to react. If not them, then maybe some of the people at the other tables. But no, as far as he could tell by the patrons, there was nothing going on that was at all out of the ordinary.

Ryan had been saying something to him. With difficulty, Josh tore his eyes away and turned to his friend.

“What did you say?”

“I said it’s rude to stare like that.”

“Oh.”

“Did you think you were going to come to a place like this and not see any skin?”

Josh shook his head. Ryan was apparently back to knowing everything. “I – I didn’t know what to expect.”

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Group Toy (Gay Discipline Exhibition Humiliation and MMM Menage)

Published August 26, 2016



Ryan thought his new landscaping job would get him a steady paycheck, but it’s come with a whole lot more than a bit of yardwork and house cleaning. The days of fighting it – if he ever really wanted to fight it – are over. He’s Mr. Bishop’s toy. He wears what his employer wants him to wear, does what Mr. Bishop wants him to do, and acts how Mr. Bishop wants him to act.

He might secretly enjoy the discipline sessions when he makes a mistake, but Ryan’s grateful that so far Mr. Bishop hasn’t pushed him beyond his limits. But when Ryan learns that at his employer’s next party he’ll be serving more than drinks, he has a feeling things are about to change.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, discipline, exhibition, humiliation, rough group and anal sex, dominance and submissiveness. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

I sighed. “I didn’t hear the door bell when John was on his day off. Mr. Davis had to call the house phone to see if anyone was home.”

Mr. Bishop nodded. “You know how I feel about those kinds of mistakes.”

I swallowed and nodded. “Yes, sir, I do.”

He waited for me to continue, but I couldn’t think of anything else.

“No more?” I fingered the waistband of my underwear nervously, wracking my brains. “I – I don’t think so, sir.”

“I understand Mrs. Samuels asked you to watch the loaves of bread she was baking and you let them burn.”

Mrs. Samuels? My mouth fell open in outrage. That woman had asked me no such thing. Now I was paying for her mistakes, too? Of all the –

“Did you not?”

With great difficulty, I bit my tongue. I knew how he felt about denials. “Yes, sir,” I agreed stiffly.

“Well, then I hope next time you won’t make me say it. You know you pay extra for the wrongs you try to hide from me.”

“Yes, sir.”

“Good.”

He waited patiently for the request I was obliged to make.

“Will – will you punish me for them, sir?” I requested softly.

He pointed to the bed behind me. “Present yourself for punishment.”

I turned and bent over obediently. I put my hands on the bed, and my fingers dug into the soft comforter as I prepared for what was about to happen.

Even as familiar as the ritual had become, it had lost none of its intensity. I could feel my skin tingling. My cock felt swollen and sensitive as it brushed loosely against my underwear. He stepped up beside me. His hand hooked my waist and pulled me into a more compromising position still, my legs straight, my ass thrust out and my shoulders down as I sunk to my elbows on the bed. His fingers took the waistband of my underwear and slid it, slowly and deliberately, down over the tense curve of my ass.

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Office Conduct (Straight to Gay Workplace Discipline Erotica)

Published July 19, 2016



Tyler knows he’s straight, but then why does he keep having dreams about his boss? The last thing he wants is a rumor starting in the office, and when one of his coworker’s makes a comment, Tyler sets about proving it wrong in the worst way possible. If Mr. Cross finds out his favorite employee is fooling around with a girl in the break room, Tyler’s in for a disciplining he’s not likely to forget.

All he can do is hope Mr. Cross will take it easy on him, but one look at his boss’s face says that’s not very likely …

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, spanking, discipline, dominance, first time anal sex, and a lot of charged up hot guys who think they’re straight and some who know what they want from the start. All characters are 18 or older.

Notice: This story includes themes and passages that have been adapted from the Office Discipline stories by Jessica Whitethread with full consent of the original author.

Excerpt:

I crossed my arms. “What, are you going to be difficult now?”

“I just don’t want to feel like I’m being used to prove a point.”

My smile was growing broader the more she teased me. She was very cute, and she knew it. She was funny, and she knew it. She really wasn’t all that bad a girl, and she really had my number. And she knew that, too. Sometimes the only way to get a little power back on your side in a situation like that is to make a move. So I kissed her.

It wasn’t a long, drawn out surrender to eternal yearning. It wasn’t the door to warm, wet forbidden ecstasy. But it felt good.

It felt good, and it also felt kind of wrong in a very enticing way, there in the break room with the blinds drawn by some lucky accident.

It only lasted a moment, and I pulled back just an inch.

“What do you think about that?” I asked, my mouth still very close to hers.

This time she kissed me. Her arm moved around my waist, drawing me against her body. She smelled very good, and she knew exactly what she was doing. Her lips and tongue were soft and sensual, playful but with serious intent. Her hand wandered down my back, cupping my ass.

I let my eyes slip closed. I softened my position, conforming to her, letting my body savor hers. This second one was a really, really good kiss.

But it ended too soon.

At the sound of the break room door, my eyes flew open. I leapt back, my heart missing several beats in a row.

And it kept on missing beats as I looked up to see who had discovered us. I was frozen, backed against the wall, my arm still extended from pushing myself back.

Mr. Garrett face was a thundercloud as he stepped into the room. “What the hell is going on here?”

Danielle had leapt to her feet and spun to face the newcomer. When she realized who it was, she started backing away, too. She inadvertently bumped into me against the wall and hastily stepped aside and out of my intimate proximity.

“It wasn’t what it looked like -” Danielle started.

“Shut up.”

The door slammed shut behind him. I felt like I was going to be sick.

“You.” He pointed at me. “My office. And you,” he said, pointing at Danielle.

“You can’t fire me,” Danielle blurted.

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Educating the Straight Professor

Published May 27, 2016

Aaron had always loved a challenge, and Professor Myers had quite unintentionally and rapidly become an irresistible one.

Handsome and popular, Aaron is graduating as the star quarterback of the university football team. Four years have taught him he owns the school, and after setting foot in Professor Myer’s class, he knows what he wants to take as his final prize.

Jeremy Myers has always been a bit bookish, even for a professor, but under his reserved exterior there’s a whole lot more trying to get out. For all the brains that got him a faculty job so young – and they’re all telling him to stay away from the well-built jock in his 302 class – his body seems more than ready to betray him. All it can take is one little moment of opportunity to open the door to all the things he insists he doesn’t want …

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, well-hung college jocks, rough anal sex, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

By the third week of classes, Jeremy had settled into things. After the initial onslaught of new faces, there wasn’t all that much about the job that he couldn’t handle or new surprises to put him on his back foot.

Well, except for Aaron Ross in his 302 course. That was different entirely.

When he’d been a student, it was guys like Aaron that he’d watched from afar with a mixture of nervousness and curiosity. He was about as unlike the beefy jocks as a guy could be, but in his secret, most private moments he couldn’t deny he was intrigued by their simple exuberance and enjoyment of life. All those muscled, hard-working bodies and camaraderie and brotherhood. And Aaron intrigued him more than the rest, because he wasn’t just some dumb muscle head he could pretend to himself he was too smart to respect.

No, Aaron had more than enough of a brain. Maybe he was a little too smart for his own good. It was like he could see through Jeremy, and see every little piece of him Jeremy didn’t want him to see. He could see every little hint of nervousness and shyness. He made him feel like a boy again, with all the tentativeness of his lack of sexual experience coming back to him.

And that was probably the way to put it. Something about Aaron made him regret how little he’d gone looking for more, sexually speaking. It’s not that he’d avoided things; he just didn’t have time. And the more he didn’t have time, the less he let himself think about it. Sure there had been a couple things here or there, but nothing stuck and nothing that took him out of his comfort zone. Why was it that Aaron seemed to be able to do that just by walking in the door? Jeremy was straight, after all.

The first day had been the worst, when Aaron had stayed back to talk to him after class. He could still remember the way a whole flock of butterflies had exploded in his stomach when he had looked up and met the Aaron’s eyes. Jeremy could remember the way he felt like time was moving too fast. He could remember that moment when Aaron’d leaned in to be close to him … Most of all, he remembered seeing that unspoken desire in his eyes as Aaron looked at him, right before he turned and left Jeremy shaking in the classroom.

Even three weeks later, the memory was enough to make his heart beat a little faster.

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Punishing the Bully

Published May 15, 2016

Michael might be used to getting his way, but soon the would-be bully is going to find out he likes getting pushed up against a desk and taught some manners, too.

He’s discovered a dirty little secret about one of his classmates, and Michael is sure his victim will do anything to keep it quiet. But as soon as he puts his scheme into action, the whole thing backfires and Professor Bradford finds out about it. When he asks Michael to stay after class, the college jock knows it can mean nothing good, but he has no idea the professor is going to bring in Michael’s secret gay crush to help in the punishment …

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, rough anal sex, dominant alpha males, curious younger college jocks, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

It was beyond humiliating, and it hadn’t even started yet. Worst of all was that it felt like exactly what I deserved. I’d been acting childishly and he was treating me like a child. Now there was nothing I could do but squirm and take it.

His hand rested on my ass cheek for a moment, and then he reached around beneath me and opened the fly of my pants. I stiffened as he drew them down my legs and let them crumple to my ankles. Cool air flowed over my thighs. God, how had I gotten myself into this position? Why was my heart racing? And why was I getting hard? And I was. I was getting embarrassingly stiff. I didn’t dare risk looking down, but I could only imagine it was starting to get obvious. Why was this turning me on so much?

“Count for me, Michael,” he said.

“Yes, sir,” I said quietly.

I heard it even before I felt it. It was a great, swishing thwack as his palm landed on my presented ass. I flinched, and sudden, stinging pain enflamed my lower half. I had to bite my lip to keep from making a sound.

“One, sir,” I gasped.

His hand came down again.

I gasped and blinked water from my eyes. “Two, sir,” I moaned.

His hand was tight on my hip as he spanked me. He wasn’t holding back. Each time felt like it was opening me up and exposing me to a new level of stinging, humiliating discomfort. I shifted and wriggled involuntarily, but all doing that accomplished was exposing different angles of me for punishment.

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