Filthy Things Boys Do
.. his fingers were assaulting my hole while I stood there, side of my face pinned to the locker, ass in the air taking it like slut, howling deep in my throat.
“You like it huh?” His voice was deep, raw, no warmth, a near growl, movements quickening.
“You like offering me your whole to do as I please” he whimpered and I felt three fingers slip in.
My back arched so hard, tensing in place, my eyes rolled to the back of my head, saliva drooling from my mouth, guttural moan echoing in my throat.
“Now I just have to wreck you” he murmured through gritted teeth and with that, he roughly nudged my stance wider.
My cock dangled, precum leaking from my tip...
This collection is not about love. There are no soft confessions, no forever promises, no gentle hands reaching for something pure. These stories are built on raw hunger...men consumed by obsession, dominance, and the need to take what they crave without apology.
Inside these pages are ruthless encounters between men who don’t believe in romance. Men who use bodies like addictions. Men who pin, command, consume, and leave bruises where tenderness should have been. Desire here is violent, intoxicating, and shameless. Every touch burns with greed.
These are not stories about soulmates.
They are stories about dark locker rooms, sweaty midnight encounters, rough mouths, possessive grips, filthy whispers, and desperate cravings that refuse to stay hidden. Men giving in to temptation with no guilt and no restraint. Men chasing release like starving animals, devouring each other simply because they can.
No hearts. No healing. No salvation.
Just sweat, tension, sin, and the dangerous thrill of men who know exactly what they want from other men and take it hard, fast, and without mercy.
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Chapter: CHAPTER 6; TAMED BY MY MOM'S FIANCÉMy back curved and I let out a howl. Sweat dripped down my entire body and I felt the air being punched out of my lungs. They seized their movements allowing me get accustomed to the double penetration. Mario was whimpering, his thighs twitching against mine and palm holding me in place. Tyson was sitting up slightly, his palms flat behind him while pushing further in, his wet tongue swiping on my nipples, I weakened, my entire weight giving way as I lay flat on him. Mario began moving, very slowly… our laboured breaths filled the room, my cock crushed between Tyson’s stomach and mine. “Ohhhh” Mario gasped. Tyson began moving too, he would let Mario thrust in and out while he would follow there after. I was beyond excited, I was full… of course I didn't mind. I placed my palm flat by Tyson's chest and began moving my hips to meet their thrusts. We all groaned. “I can't get enough of you, pretty face” Mario gasped out, his weight shifting from my back as his thrusting quicken
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Chapter: CHAPTER 5: TAMED BY MY MOM'S FIANCÉIn a swift move, Mario was tugging off my clothes roughly not caring that Tyson was still standing there watching us. I made a sound in my throat making him pause and glance over his shoulder, “come on, we are working your holes together” he said casually and my cock tightened, my ass squeezing the butt plug harder. I winced, gasping for breath. At this point, he could do anything to me and I’d let him. I looked up and saw Tyson already fisting his cock, shirt and pants gone… that was quick, not like I mind. He was completely naked and unlike Mario he was impossibly huge…ripped, hard…words couldn't descibe him. He was more rough looking but very handsome, he had tattoos on literally every part of his body except under his feet and face. His cock though limp was as huge as a donkey’s and instead of getting scared, I whimpered in anticipation, my ass clamping down on the toy. Mario sat on a bench, pulling me over his lap, my ass to him. He slapped me hard and I squirmed. “Damn
Last Updated: 2026-05-16
Chapter: CHAPTER 4: TAMED BY MY MOM'S FIANCÉJason It's been weeks since my Mom came home and Mario true to his word had fucked me beyond any point of reasoning. He brutally fucked me against the door, in the bathroom, in the game room, in the garden behind the long flowers, oh how I loved it.He even fucked me in the car when Mom had stated we go out together and I had to put up an attitude so she doesn't begin to wonder about the sudden change. It was the car experience that had me on edge till today, well that was a week and two days ago… yeah I kept tab, you can't blame me. Mario had been driving and had used three thick digits to butt fuck me. I can't explain it enough…. Usually, he used one and at most two then his cock but this time, he didn't care to lube me, just slammed three fingers in and I came on the spot. He had laughed at me and told me to lick off my own cum from the car seat which I did with red ears and cheeks. Since then, he barely spoke to me and whenever Mom suggested we step out together, he was fir
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Chapter: CHAPTER 3: TAMED BY MY MOM'S FIANCÉMario“Get on the couch” I told him, my voice cracking, as I watched his white ass move quickly to obey my instructions. I had always known he wanted me right from the moment he saw me, it showed in the way he had blinked and had quickly excused himself, cheeks tinting slightly… that was eight months ago. Honestly, I was excited too… the thrill, the pent up desire… the act of deliberately inserting myself in his personal space, increasing his frustration… ahhh! It was fun. I walked towards him seated on the couch, his lashes wet as he looked at me with drooped eyes and plump parted pink lips, hmmm. His cock was practically hard and purple, I wanted it that way so when I finally push my head in, his cock would leak. I reached out and pushed him backwards on the couch, his back leaning on the couch and his cock standing hard in my front. Still watching him, I reached down and lifted his legs up, holding it in place. Then I bent my knees and let my tip graze his entrance, he shudd
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Chapter: CHAPTER 2: TAMED BY MY MOM'S FIANCÉI could barely control myself as I turned sharply, my hands reaching for his neck as I tried to kiss him but he caught both my hands easily in a firm grip. “Easy tiger” his voice was a low growl, “I don't make love…” he paused while I trembled with need and desire, totally unable to think, my breath hitting his face. “I fuck, I ruin, I wreck” he finalized, punctuating each word and waited for a split second before turning me back around. “You have one chance to stop me” he warned in a deep voice and all I could do was moan weakly. “Pathetic” he whispered but I heard him. I felt the ghost of his fingers pull down my pants and his fingers dived straight into my shithole. “Ahnn” I cried out, pointing my ass out for him and he chuckled. “Exactly what your pretty body desires” his tone was dark… strained, he fingers stretching my ass. My back arched off the edge of the counter, my ass thrusted outward in the air while he assaulted my hole without as much as a foreplay. Something a
Last Updated: 2026-05-16
Chapter: STORY ONE; TAMED BY MY MOM'S FIANCÉI dropped my fork hard enough for my Mom to flinch.“Jay—”“You don’t get to call him that.”Silence.Heavy.Ugly.Mario sat across from me like he owned the damn table. Black t-shirt stretched over muscle. Tattoos crawling down thick forearms. Gold chain glinting against dark skin. Calm. Too calm.Like he wasn’t the reason I couldn’t breathe right in my own house anymore.My Mom sighed tiredly. “Jason, please don’t start.”“Don’t start?” I laughed sharply, pushing back in my chair. “You bring some fucking gangster-looking stranger into the house and expect me to what? Call him Dad?”Mario finally looked up from his steak.Those eyes.Jesus Christ.Dark. Steady. Unmoving.The kind of eyes that made you feel naked even fully clothed.“Watch your mouth,” he said quietly.That should’ve pissed me off.Instead heat climbed up my spine.I hated it.“I wasn’t talking to you.”“Jay,” my Mom warned softly.Mario wiped his mouth slowly with a napkin. “Your mom’s speaking to you.”Something sna
Last Updated: 2026-05-16
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