Step into the intimate, high-stakes world behind prison walls, where survival and connection intertwine in unexpected ways. This collection brings together three intense, sensual stories of forbidden attraction, power dynamics, and the unbreakable bonds forged in confinement. Featuring: Dropping the Soap: Pegasus claims his place in the prison’s hierarchy. Sparks fly when Jacobi, king of the prison yard, shows him what it means to submit, and brings a guard in for a little added vice. Submitting to Trey: Enter Darnell, a newcomer navigating the treacherous waters of prison life. Claimed ...

Dive into this thrilling bundle featuring three erotic stories of younger men exploring the boundaries of passion with their older, more experienced counterparts, harboring secrets no one else can know. Featuring: Dad's Secret Grandpa's Secret My Elder's Secret

I don’t know what it is about Henry’s dad. He just . . . he just does something for me. I think it was the baseball games growing up. He’d always wear this tank top, hat, and sunglasses combo that practically had me hard on the bench when I’d catch a glimpse of him in the bleachers. He’s only gotten better with age. I haven't seen him since last summer, when I went off to college. But now I’m visiting home again, and visiting my best buddy, Henry. I arrive at his house but his dad answers the door. Mr. Collins, the man of the house, is the only one home. He invites me in, we ...

When 25-year-old Ian’s mom leaves for a weeklong vacation, she trusts her husband, 50-year-old Arthur, to look after the house—and her son. But Ian quickly realizes being alone with Arthur stirs feelings he’s tried to ignore. As Arthur works on a broken sink, Ian catches him shirtless, and the moment ignites a passion the both of them have tried to suppress. What starts as a charged encounter quickly spirals into something deeper, something that crosses a dangerous line, one that threatens to unravel their lives if they can't keep it secret.

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. ...