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Sizzling Hot

Oh, to be young, desired, and so utterly fucked.My best friend, Chloe, and I had spent the better part of the afternoon unknown to us orchestrating my own downfall, one perfectly angled snapshot at a time.The lighting in my dorm room was a bitch, but we had to make it work. She’d draped a cheap red satin sheet over my desk lamp, casting the whole space in a beautiful intimate glow. We had a system. I was posing and she was clicking away on my DSLR.Clothed, then shirtless. A teasing hand on the waistband of my jeans. A half-lidded gaze, lips parted as if mid-moan. We were going for art, but the pictures were looking as straight-up porn with better lighting.“Goddamn, Jules. For fuck’s sake,” Chloe breathed, lowering the camera. She scrolled through the previews on the little screen, her eyes wide. “You look… edible. Seriously. If I were into dick, I’d be on my knees for you right now.”I laughed, a nervous, breathy sound, and ran a hand through my messy hair. “You’re just saying tha

Last Updated : 2026-01-09

Accidents Happen, Daddy

Why me? Seriously, what cosmic deity did I piss off in a past life to deserve this? I felt like I had a giant, invisible target painted on my back, and life was just taking turns throwing shit at it.The thought of not going to the gala flitted through my mind, but it was impossible. My scholarship was contingent on these kinds of community engagement events. Not showing up would be just as suspicious as showing up and acting like a freak. So I had to go. I had to pretend like my entire world wasn’t collapsing around me.I spent the day in a state of numb anxiety, trying to study for my art history midterm but just rereading the same paragraph about Baroque chiaroscuro over and over. All I could see was Alistair Sterling’s cold, assessing eyes in my mind’s eye.My phone buzzed again around noon. I flinched so hard I knocked my textbook off my bed.Mr. Sterling: Are you ignoring me, Julian? It would be a shame if these photographs were to… circulate. Among the faculty, perhaps. Or the

Last Updated : 2026-01-09

One Thing Leads to Another

“I didn’t think you’d come,” Leo said, his voice a low murmur against my ear. “Your artsy types usually avoid these things like the plague.”I forced a laugh, the sound brittle even to my own ears. “Well, you do not know everything about me.” My gaze involuntarily drifted back to Alistair. He was watching us, his expression unreadable, but his eyes held a predatory glare that made my skin prickle.“I’ve missed you,” Leo added, his thumb stroking the back of my hand. The simple, familiar gesture sent a pang of longing through me. This was what I wanted. This easy affection, this connection. Not the dark, twisted game his father was playing.“I’ve missed you too, Leo,” I admitted, my voice barely a whisper.Before he could reply, a waiter announced that dinner was being served. We were escorted to our assigned tables. Of course, fate, in its infinite cruelty, had seated me directly across from Alistair Sterling. Leo was to my right. To my left was a stuffy old professor from the classic

Last Updated : 2026-01-09

On Your Knees

The world narrowed to the space between me and him. The plush rug under my feet, the scent of his expensive cologne mingling with the whiskey, the intense, unwavering gaze that held me captive. My mind was screaming at me to run, to get out, but my body was a traitor, humming with a sick, illicit excitement.I sank to my knees, the movements slow and deliberate, as if I were moving through water. The fabric of my shirt made sounds against my skin. I kept my eyes on him, watching as his own eyes darkened, as a muscle tightened in his jaw. He liked this. He liked my submission.“That’s it,” he breathed, his voice a low rumble. “So much better in person.”He set his glass down on a nearby table and closed the distance between us. He stopped directly in front of me, so close I could feel the heat radiating from his body. He didn’t touch me, not yet. He just looked down, his gaze a physical weight.“Open your shirt,” he said. “I want to see all of you.”My hands, which had been resting on

Last Updated : 2026-01-09

Drenched from My Lips to My Toes

He didn’t let me finish him.After Leo’s footsteps faded, Alistair simply tucked himself back into his trousers, leaving me kneeling on the floor, hard and aching and utterly humiliated.“A pity about the interruption,” he said, his voice smooth as silk as he fastened his belt. He looked completely unruffled, while I felt like I’d been put through a wringer. “But I suppose it builds character. And anticipation.”He helped me to my feet, his hands steadying me on my arms. My legs felt like jelly. I quickly pulled my trousers back on, my hands fumbling with the zipper.“You’ll finish what you started,” he said, it wasn’t a question. It was a statement of fact. “But not here. Not now.”He straightened my tie for me, his touch infuriatingly paternal. “You’re a remarkable young man, Julian. Truly. Go back to the gala. Smile. Mingle with Leo. Act like nothing happened. Can you do that for me?”I could only nod, my throat too tight to form words.“Good boy,” he said, and the praise, as conde

Last Updated : 2026-01-09

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