Forbidden Daddy Desires: Steamy MM Erotic Short Stories
Warning: Extremely steamy content ahead, proceed if you love your Daddies dominant and your boys beautifully broken.
Surrender to the raw, intoxicating power of older men who know exactly how to break a willing boy… and make him crave every filthy second.
This scorching collection of standalone MM short stories thrusts you into the world of commanding Daddies, ruthless CEOs, ex’s powerful fathers, dad’s dominant best friends—who take what they want without apology. These experienced alphas spot a hungry younger man and unleash relentless, possessive desire that leaves no hole untouched and no limit unbroken.
Feel the heat as stern Daddies pin eager boys against penthouse windows, bend them over desks, and force them to their knees in corners. Deep-throating commands, rough bareback pounding, choking growls of good boy, and dripping, sweat-soaked submission turn forbidden tension into explosive, body-shaking ecstasy. Every story drips with primal age-gap lust—older men claiming, breeding, and owning younger bodies that beg for more.
If you live for dominant Daddies who discipline, degrade, and devour… this collection will ruin you for anything less.
A must-read obsession for every MM lover who needs their erotica raw, relentless, and drenched in Daddy dominance.
MM erotica
MM Romance
Gay Romance
LGBTQ+ short stories
MM anthology
Standalone short stories
Age gap romance
Blackmail romance
Daddy kink
Forbidden romance
Steamy gay romance
Daddy kink
Age gap
Taboo/forbidden
Ex’s dad
Dad’s best friend
Power imbalance
Dominant alpha Daddies
Rough possession
Oral worship
Bareback breeding
Dirty talk & praise
Dub-con to desperate consent
High-heat explicit sex
Standalone shorts
HEA/HFN
18+ only
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Chapter: Drenched from My Lips to My ToesHe didn’t let me finish him.After Leo’s footsteps faded, Alistair simply tucked himself back into his trousers, leaving me kneeling on the floor, hard and aching and utterly humiliated.“A pity about the interruption,” he said, his voice smooth as silk as he fastened his belt. He looked completely unruffled, while I felt like I’d been put through a wringer. “But I suppose it builds character. And anticipation.”He helped me to my feet, his hands steadying me on my arms. My legs felt like jelly. I quickly pulled my trousers back on, my hands fumbling with the zipper.“You’ll finish what you started,” he said, it wasn’t a question. It was a statement of fact. “But not here. Not now.”He straightened my tie for me, his touch infuriatingly paternal. “You’re a remarkable young man, Julian. Truly. Go back to the gala. Smile. Mingle with Leo. Act like nothing happened. Can you do that for me?”I could only nod, my throat too tight to form words.“Good boy,” he said, and the praise, as conde
Last Updated: 2026-01-09
Chapter: On Your KneesThe world narrowed to the space between me and him. The plush rug under my feet, the scent of his expensive cologne mingling with the whiskey, the intense, unwavering gaze that held me captive. My mind was screaming at me to run, to get out, but my body was a traitor, humming with a sick, illicit excitement.I sank to my knees, the movements slow and deliberate, as if I were moving through water. The fabric of my shirt made sounds against my skin. I kept my eyes on him, watching as his own eyes darkened, as a muscle tightened in his jaw. He liked this. He liked my submission.“That’s it,” he breathed, his voice a low rumble. “So much better in person.”He set his glass down on a nearby table and closed the distance between us. He stopped directly in front of me, so close I could feel the heat radiating from his body. He didn’t touch me, not yet. He just looked down, his gaze a physical weight.“Open your shirt,” he said. “I want to see all of you.”My hands, which had been resting on
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Chapter: One Thing Leads to Another“I didn’t think you’d come,” Leo said, his voice a low murmur against my ear. “Your artsy types usually avoid these things like the plague.”I forced a laugh, the sound brittle even to my own ears. “Well, you do not know everything about me.” My gaze involuntarily drifted back to Alistair. He was watching us, his expression unreadable, but his eyes held a predatory glare that made my skin prickle.“I’ve missed you,” Leo added, his thumb stroking the back of my hand. The simple, familiar gesture sent a pang of longing through me. This was what I wanted. This easy affection, this connection. Not the dark, twisted game his father was playing.“I’ve missed you too, Leo,” I admitted, my voice barely a whisper.Before he could reply, a waiter announced that dinner was being served. We were escorted to our assigned tables. Of course, fate, in its infinite cruelty, had seated me directly across from Alistair Sterling. Leo was to my right. To my left was a stuffy old professor from the classic
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Chapter: Accidents Happen, DaddyWhy me? Seriously, what cosmic deity did I piss off in a past life to deserve this? I felt like I had a giant, invisible target painted on my back, and life was just taking turns throwing shit at it.The thought of not going to the gala flitted through my mind, but it was impossible. My scholarship was contingent on these kinds of community engagement events. Not showing up would be just as suspicious as showing up and acting like a freak. So I had to go. I had to pretend like my entire world wasn’t collapsing around me.I spent the day in a state of numb anxiety, trying to study for my art history midterm but just rereading the same paragraph about Baroque chiaroscuro over and over. All I could see was Alistair Sterling’s cold, assessing eyes in my mind’s eye.My phone buzzed again around noon. I flinched so hard I knocked my textbook off my bed.Mr. Sterling: Are you ignoring me, Julian? It would be a shame if these photographs were to… circulate. Among the faculty, perhaps. Or the
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Chapter: Sizzling HotOh, to be young, desired, and so utterly fucked.My best friend, Chloe, and I had spent the better part of the afternoon unknown to us orchestrating my own downfall, one perfectly angled snapshot at a time.The lighting in my dorm room was a bitch, but we had to make it work. She’d draped a cheap red satin sheet over my desk lamp, casting the whole space in a beautiful intimate glow. We had a system. I was posing and she was clicking away on my DSLR.Clothed, then shirtless. A teasing hand on the waistband of my jeans. A half-lidded gaze, lips parted as if mid-moan. We were going for art, but the pictures were looking as straight-up porn with better lighting.“Goddamn, Jules. For fuck’s sake,” Chloe breathed, lowering the camera. She scrolled through the previews on the little screen, her eyes wide. “You look… edible. Seriously. If I were into dick, I’d be on my knees for you right now.”I laughed, a nervous, breathy sound, and ran a hand through my messy hair. “You’re just saying tha
Last Updated: 2026-01-09
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