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
I read the words over and over, my thumb hovering over the screen until it went dark. My cock, which had been aching and semi-hard since I’d stumbled out of his room, was now rock solid again, a thick, demanding pressure against my thigh. A shiver of pure, undiluted lust—so intense it was almost pai
The taste of him was overwhelming, a cocktail of expensive cologne, salt, and raw, masculine power. I worked my tongue around the head of his cock, swirling and sucking as I looked up at him through my lashes, exactly the way he’d accused me of doing in class. But this wasn't a crowded lecture hall.
The handle turned with a slow, agonizing creak. My heart didn't just stop; it seemed to shrivel in my chest. I was bent over the desk, my trousers around my ankles, my skin still glistening with the evidence of my failure and my pleasure. Professor Thorne stood barely two feet away, the remote for t
He gave me a moment to adjust, his hands gripping my hips, his thumbs stroking the skin just above my ass. Then, he started to move.His rhythm was punishing. Hard, deep thrusts that knocked the air out of my lungs, that made the sofa scrape against the floor with every movement. He was fucking me l







