Raw Surrender: 35 Filthy M/M Tales
Power. Possession. No mercy.
An arrogant billionaire CEO blackmails his reluctant secretary into late-night “overtime,” bending him over the desk and ruthlessly breeding his tight hole until he’s shaking and dripping with cum.
Two rival athletes turn hate into raw, aggressive shower sex, slamming into each other until one submits and gets claimed against the tiles.
A dangerous mafia don kidnaps his enemy’s son and becomes obsessed with breaking him, knotting him deep and filling him night after night.
A strict professor punishes his top student with “extra credit”, spanking, deep-throating, and pounding him senseless across the lecture hall.
Best friends cross the ultimate line when one begs for “practice,” only to end up getting railed bareback again and again, stretched wide and addicted to his roommate’s thick cock.
Every story explodes with filthy heat: possessive alphas, power imbalance, taboo cravings, enemies-to-lovers, first-time awakenings, breeding, overstimulation, and rough claiming that leaves bodies wrecked and holes leaking.
35 scorching M/M tales. Zero limits. Total surrender.
Lock your door, because once you dive in, your hand won’t stop moving.
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Chapter: part 5Gunshots cracked through the mansion like thunder. Vincenzo’s arms tightened around me for one second, then he was up, grabbing a gun from the nightstand drawer. “Stay here,” he growled, already heading for the door.I sat up in the messy bed, heart hammering, cum still leaking out of me. Shouts and more shots echoed from downstairs. I should’ve been hoping for rescue. My father coming to save me. But all I felt was fear for Vincenzo. For us.Minutes dragged like hours. Then the door burst open.Vincenzo stumbled in, shirt torn and bloody, a gash on his arm dripping red. His eyes were wild, chest heaving. He kicked the door shut and locked it.“Vincenzo!” I scrambled off the bed, naked, and rushed to him. “You’re hurt…”He grabbed me by the throat and slammed me against the wall, mouth crashing into mine. The kiss was desperate, bloody, adrenaline pouring off him. “They tried to take you back,” he snarled against my lips. “Your father’s men. But you’re not going anywhere.”I didn’t pu
Last Updated: 2026-06-21
Chapter: part 4Vincenzo didn’t come back to the shower after he walked out. I stood there under the cooling water for a long time, cum still leaking down my legs, wondering what the hell that look on his face meant. Hours later, after the sun went down, two of his men came and moved me.They didn’t chain me this time. Just marched me down the hall to the master bedroom, his room. Bigger bed. Darker sheets. His scent everywhere. They locked the door behind me and left.I sat on the edge of the mattress, heart pounding, when the door opened again. Vincenzo stepped in wearing only black pants, chest bare, tattoos shifting under the low lights.“On the bed, Leo. Face up. Legs spread.”I moved without thinking. My body already knew what he wanted. I lay back, knees falling open, cock twitching even though I tried to fight the pull.He grabbed a black bag from the nightstand and dumped out a thick dildo, a vibrating plug, and lube. “You’re not fighting anymore, are you?” His voice was rough as he climbed
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Chapter: part 3“Your father tried to trade someone else for you yesterday. Offered one of his loyal men instead. I refused. I want you, Leo. Only you.”Vincenzo’s words kept replaying in my head as I lay there covered in his cum, body still buzzing. I barely slept. When morning light finally crept in, he unchained me and ordered me into the massive attached bathroom.“Shower. Now. You stink of sex and fear.”I stepped under the hot spray, trying to wash him off my skin, but the door opened seconds later. Vincenzo stepped in behind me, completely naked, water running down his tattooed chest and abs. His cock was already half-hard again.“Thought you could shower alone?” he said, pressing up against my back. His big hands grabbed the soap and started lathering my chest. “No. Everything you do here, I watch. I touch.”His soapy hands slid lower, stroking my cock slowly, teasing. I tried to stay stiff, to fight it. “I don’t need your help washing. Get out.”But my cock hardened fully in his fist anyway.
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Chapter: part 2“By morning you’ll beg me to breed that tight ass.”Vincenzo’s words echoed in my head long after he left the room, leaving me chained to the bed with his cum still coating my throat. Hours dragged by. My jaw ached. My wrists burned from the cuffs. The silk sheets stuck to my sweaty skin, and my cock stayed traitorously half-hard no matter how much I cursed him in my mind.The door finally opened again. Vincenzo walked in carrying a glass of water, still in that open black shirt, looking like he’d just handled business while I rotted here.“Still glaring, Leo?” he said, setting the glass on the nightstand. “Thirsty?”“Fuck you,” I rasped, voice hoarse from the throat fucking. “Let me go. My father will destroy you for this.”He sat on the edge of the bed, his big hand landing on my thigh. “Your father is the reason you’re still here. But we’ll get to that.” His fingers traced up slowly, brushing over my cock, which twitched hard at the contact. “Look at this. Still hard for me after a
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Chapter: Story 4: Mafia Don’s CaptiveCold metal bit into my wrists as I jerked awake, chains rattling against the heavy wooden headboard. My head throbbed like someone had slammed it against concrete. I tugged hard, but the cuffs didn’t budge. Silk sheets under my bare back. A massive bedroom that looked like it belonged in some billionaire’s wet dream, dark wood, gold accents, floor-to-ceiling windows covered by heavy curtains.“What the fuck…” I rasped, yanking again. My clothes were gone except for my boxers. Panic hit me fast.The door opened with a soft click.Vincenzo Rossi stepped in like he owned the air itself. Tall, broad-shouldered, dressed in a black shirt with the sleeves rolled up to show powerful forearms covered in tattoos. His dark eyes locked on me immediately, a slow, dangerous smile spreading across his face.“Morning, Leo. Sleep well?”“You son of a bitch,” I snarled, pulling at the chains again. “Let me go right now. My father will burn your entire empire to the ground for this.”Vincenzo chuckled l
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Chapter: part 5“We win today, but hear me now. You’re not transferring clubs. You’re mine now…no more rivals. Try to leave and I’ll make sure you stay right here, full of my cum every fucking day.”Marcus’s warning still burned in my ears as the team celebrated back at the championship hotel. Music thumped through the ballroom downstairs, guys shouting and laughing, but he had me by the wrist the second we slipped away from the crowd.“Marcus, the whole team’s down there,” I protested as he pulled me into his suite and kicked the door shut. “They’ll notice we’re both gone.”“Let them party.” He shoved me toward the big bed, eyes wild with victory and something darker. “Tonight I’m celebrating my way. Strip.”I hesitated only a second before peeling off my shirt and shorts. My cock was already half-hard just from the look on his face. He grabbed silk ties from his bag, probably planned this, and pushed me down on the bed.“Hands above your head.”“Bossy as always,” I muttered, but I let him tie my wr
Last Updated: 2026-06-18
The Don's Dirty Obsession
They say the devil knows your name before you ever see his face.
Cedric Santos learns this truth in the private booth of New York’s most exclusive club, serving champagne to the man who holds his family’s life in his hands. Gianni Falcone, New York’s newest kingpin, smiles like he knows every secret Cedric is hiding. Because he does.
Desperate to pay his father’s $500,000 mafia debt, Cedric agrees to work undercover for the police with Gianni as the target. Except Gianni is actually Gus Franco, the invisible boy from high school who witnessed Cedric’s greatest humiliation. Who has been obsessively in love with him for six years, who orchestrated everything; the debt, the desperation, and the carefully constructed trap, just to make Cedric his.
What starts as espionage turns into seduction. Every touch is a claim, every kiss is a threat, and Cedric finds himself falling for the monster who destroyed his life to remake it in his image.
Detective Marcus Chen offers a way out, but Gianni offers everything else, only if Cedric surrenders to him completely.
In a game where love and control are indistinguishable, the only way out is deeper in.
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Chapter: The Final ChapterCedric woke up slowly, the way he did now, in the quiet dark before the sun rose. Gianni's arm lay heavy and warm around his waist, the kind of hold that said the world could wait a little longer this morning. Light slanted through the windows in thin, pale bars, painting the room gold and soft, catching dust in the air like something worth noticing. For once there was no screaming in the night behind him, no cold sweat clinging to the sheets, just the steady rhythm of Gianni's breathing against his shoulder.He smiled, small and private, and eased out from under the blankets without waking him. The floorboards were cool under his bare feet as he padded down the hall. The foundation was already stirring by the time he reached the kitchen, someone's radio playing low in another room, footsteps overhead. Pancakes first, light and fluffy, the batter sizzling the second it hit the pan. Then eggs cracked one after another against the rim of the bowl, then coffee brewing for everyone who'd
Last Updated: 2026-09-27
Chapter: The LegacyYears went by like a slow current, pulling everyone forward into something that finally felt like peace.Cedric was older now. Deeper lines around his eyes, a little silver working its way through his dark hair. But he still carried himself with that same quiet purpose that had gotten him through hell in the first place. Every evening he sat with Gianni on the porch steps, their hands finding each other without either of them really trying anymore, the habit worn smooth from years of doing it. A pot of coffee usually sat cooling between them, forgotten while they watched fireflies blink across the yard.The foundation had grown into something worldwide by now. Doors open across Europe, North America, pockets of Africa and Asia. Every year it pulled thousands of kids out of danger, kids who'd been trafficked, abused, turned into tools by people like Marcus and whatever was left of the old Society. The clones had grown into their own kind of leadership, each one settling into the part o
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Chapter: The BookThe study was small and quiet, the kind of room that made the rest of the world fall away. Sunlight cut through the blinds in long stripes across the wooden table, dust drifting through the light like it had nowhere better to be. A stack of legal pads sat between them, half covered in crossed out lines and notes scrawled in the margins, a mug of tea going cold near Lily's elbow. Every afternoon, Cedric and Lily sat down to work on the book, voices low, memories spilling out like something that had been waiting years to finally be said. They'd picked the title together. Broken and Whole, written across the front of a fresh notebook in Lily's looping handwriting. Now the pages were filling up with truth neither of them had said out loud before.Lily asked the hard questions first, pen hovering like she needed a second to brace for whatever answer was coming. "Tell me about the darkest moments. The alleyways. The drugs. The men who used you."Cedric kept his voice steady, even as his gri
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Chapter: The New BeginningMonths slid by like water, quiet and steady, dragging everything forward whether anyone was ready or not. The foundation had rebuilt itself into something sturdier than before. Fresh plaster still smelled faintly of paint on warm afternoons. The garden kept blooming no matter how rough the winter had been. Kids who used to flinch at loud noises now tore through the hallways yelling, chasing each other around corners without anyone telling them to quiet down. The clones weren't just surviving anymore. They were building lives. Some worked in hospitals now, stitching wounds with hands that used to shake too badly to hold a needle. Others opened little shops, taught art classes, helped the youngest kids sound out words, their names painted on storefront windows in careful letters. The world had finally seen them. And for once, it actually listened.Lily went back to school, studying psychology, her desk buried under textbooks and color coded sticky notes. There was a steadiness in her no
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Chapter: The Final TruthThe bulb overhead flickered on a bad wire, throwing short bursts of shadow across the table between them. It never quite went out, just stuttered, like it hadn't made up its mind. The room smelled faintly of bleach and older, stubborn stains no amount of cleaning had lifted. Marcus sat across from him, thinner than Cedric remembered from the reactor, his collarbones sharp under the prison jumpsuit, his voice dropped down low and almost tender. It didn't match a single word of what he said next."Enzo Senior didn't just create you," he began, choosing his pace carefully, like a man rationing something precious. "He built a bloodline. A whole dynasty of modified humans, engineered generation after generation to outperform the rest of us. Your father, the man you grew up calling your father, was one of his failures. The modifications didn't take the way they were supposed to. It made him unstable. Violent."Cedric's jaw tightened, teeth grinding once before he answered. "I know what he w
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Chapter: The Trial of Marcus ChenThe International Criminal Court in The Hague was cold marble and distant rain, the kind of building built to make everyone inside it feel small. Gray light came through the tall windows, rain falling steady and indifferent against the glass outside, blurring the city into smears of color. Marcus Chen sat in the dock, wrists cuffed, face gaunt and pale under the lights, a shadow of the man who used to fill a room just by walking into it. The world was watching. Every camera, every headline, every judgment would decide whether he lived or died, and that weight sat over the courtroom like something you could almost touch.Cedric stood in the witness box, voice steady even though his hands shook behind his back where no camera could catch it. He'd rehearsed this a hundred times, in the mirror, in his head at three in the morning, and none of it prepared him for how it actually felt to stand there under the lights with Marcus watching him from across the room. The prosecutor leaned in, p
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