LOGINGet away fuckThe ski cabin was supposed to be a fun weekend getaway for two best friends. Instead, a sudden blizzard had turned the mountain road into an impassable wall of white. No power. No cell service. Just the howling wind outside and the two of them trapped in a small, rustic cabin with one
The next morning Alex woke to the feeling of a warm, wet mouth on his cock. He groaned, hips twitching up instinctively. Jordan was between his spread thighs, sucking him lazily, eyes half-lidded with lust.“Morning, baby,” Jordan murmured around his dick before swallowing him to the root.Alex’s ha
Jordan pinned Alex down, kissing him brutally while his hips rolled, cock sliding alongside Alex’s in a hot, wet glide. “You have any idea how many times I’ve jerked off thinking about fucking you?” he growled. “Hearing you moan my name while I stretch that tight little hole?”Alex whimpered, legs s
The apartment was too small for two grown men who both worked out like it was their religion. Alex had moved in three months ago after his last roommate bailed, and Jordan had been a quiet, brooding presence ever since. At 6'2" with broad shoulders, dark hair that always looked freshly fucked, and a
Jax came first. He buried his cock all the way in and shot his load deep inside Rylan's ass. Rylan followed right after. His cock spurted all over the sheets while he shook.But they did not stop. Rylan flipped them over and climbed on top. "My turn to ride your cock."He grabbed Jax's cock and sank
Jax kicked open the door of the remote mountain cabin and stepped inside. Snow fell heavy outside. The blizzard had trapped him here after the competition. He threw his bag on the floor and froze when he saw Rylan already sitting on the old couch with a bottle of whiskey in his hand."You have got t
"Take off the gown." The voice was as sterile and cold as the white-tiled room. Liam sat on the edge of the exam table, the thin paper crinkling under him. He clutched the flimsy cotton gown closed at his throat. Dr. Adrian Cross stood by the counter, his back to Liam, meticulously washing his hand
The engine died with a final, pathetic cough. A plume of steam rose from under the hood of the sports car, hissing on the scorching summer asphalt. Noah cursed, slamming his palms against the steering wheel. He was in the middle of nowhere, a stretch of desert road flanked by nothing but scrub and r
"You are three weeks late, Liam." The voice was calm, which was worse than yelling. Liam stood in the middle of his small, messy living room, his hands shoved in his pockets. Mr. Davies, his landlord, stood by the door. He was a big man, broad-shouldered, with a thick beard starting to show grey at
Liam sat up, his legs dangling over the side of the table. Dr. Cross stepped forward, his cock right in front of Liam's face. "Suck it," he said. "Show Daddy you're worth a hundred and fifty thousand dollars." Liam leaned forward, his heart pounding. He opened his mouth and took the head of Dr. Cr







