LOGINYu Yan hesitated, then slowly turned around and braced his hands against the wall. He heard Lucheng moving behind him, the sound of a bottle opening. Then, cold, slick fingers were pulling his pants down."Relax," Lu Cheng murmured, his hand caressing Yu Yan’s ass cheek. "This is just to get you rea
The black sweater was soft, expensive cashmere that clung to Yu Yan’s skin like a second layer. The v-neck was deep, framing the leather collar perfectly. It was humiliating to wear it, but the alternative—wearing nothing, or worse, facing Lu Cheng’s wrath—was worse.When Yu Yan entered the dining r
He pulled a piece of paper from his pocket and unfolded it. There were only five rules written in Lu Cheng’s neat, sharp handwriting.RULE #1: You will address me as Gege or Sir in private. RULE #2: You will wear the collar at all times unless I remove it. RULE #3: You will not touch yourself or com
Yu Yan didn't know how long he lay there. It could have been minutes, or it could have been hours. The ache in his groin eventually subsided into a dull, throbbing frustration, leaving him feeling hollow and drained.He eventually pulled his clothes back on, his movements sluggish and heavy. He felt
"So eager," Lu Cheng murmured, squeezing him just enough to make Yu Yan see stars. "You really are a desperate little thing, aren't you?"He began to rub his palm in slow, agonizing circles. The friction of the denim against Yu Yan’s sensitive flesh was torture—too much and not enough all at once. Y
He shifted his weight, pressing his hips down deliberately. Yu Yan felt the hard length of him again, unmistakable and demanding. A fresh wave of panic washed over him. This was actually happening. His stepbrother was going to force himself on him."Please," Yu Yan whispered, the fight draining out
The next evening, Ethan stood outside Marcus's door at exactly seven PM. He'd spent the whole day distracted in class, checking the time every five minutes. Now that he was here, nervous anticipation made his hands shake slightly as he raised them to knock.The door opened before his knuckles made c
After a quick cleanup, Marcus positioned them on the couch. Ethan on his back, Marcus beside him, propped on one elbow."Edging," Marcus explained, his hand already wrapping around Ethan's recovering cock, "is the practice of bringing someone right to the edge of orgasm, then stopping. Building them
The stores Sebastian took him to were nothing like the places Kai had shopped before. Boutiques where you needed an appointment, where everything was behind glass or brought out on request.The first stop was a swimwear shop. The owner greeted Sebastian by name, which meant he'd been here before. Pr
Friday afternoon, Kai was in the middle of his figure drawing class when his phone buzzed. He ignored it at first, focused on capturing the curve of the model's spine, the way light played across muscle and bone. But it buzzed again. And again.Finally, during the break, he checked.Seven messages f






