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Teaching the Jock a New Game

Paul expected to hate his new part-time job cutting brush for a wealthy couple on the outskirts of his little college town, but meeting his new boss is quickly changing his mind.

Evan Carlen isn’t at all like what Paul expected: he’s young and down to earth and gets dirty right alongside his twenty-year old hired hand as they go about turning five acres into the estate of a beautiful home. Getting sweaty and doing an honest day’s work has a way of bringing guys together, and soon Paul considers the older man a friend, and increasingly … a little more?

He doesn’t really know what to make of these new feelings for his handsome thirty-five year old boss. He just knows he can’t afford to let anyone find out. But when he shows up for work direct from football practice, he catches Mr. Carlen watching him change. Is it possible the married man shares some of his feelings? It seems the Evan Carlen plans to teach this college stud about something other than yardwork, and Paul it won’t take long to make Paul a very willing pupil.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, rough anal sex, a dominant alpha male and an increasingly curious younger college jock. All characters are 18 or older.

This story includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Sitter series with full consent of the original author.

Excerpt:

Once he was fully undressed, he took a moment to stretch before pulling on his work clothes. It always felt good after a hard workout, but it was also strange and … maybe a bit exciting to be naked in Mr. Carlen’s house. He imagined him barging into bathroom, pushing him back against the wall, and … wait, where had that come from?

Realizing he’d started stroking at himself, he forced himself to be good and dressed quickly. As he turned to the door, he noticed that in his initial hurry to get ready he’d left it cracked open. He let out a slight gasp of embarrassment. Had Mr. Carlen noticed? He looked out and saw with a tight feeling in his chest that the crack in the door looked directly across the hall into Mr. Carlen’s office, where he had been working when Paul arrived. He peered out, but it appeared empty now. What had he been thinking, not even bothering to close the door like that?

He decided to put on a brave face and hope Mr. Carlen hadn’t noticed. “Sorry I took so long,” he said casually when he found Mr. Carlen in the kitchen, hoping the flush in his cheeks wasn’t noticeable.

Mr. Carlen was doing dishes with his back to him, and when he turned slightly Paul noticed a long, hard shape in his pants too large for him to conceal completely.

“We’ll get started then,” he said quickly, and moved past Paul towards the door. Paul noticed the look in his eyes, hungry but restrained, like he wanted something he knew he shouldn’t take.

They worked in silence as Paul worked through what had happened. He had seen. He had watched. Paul had made him hard. The thought was overwhelming. The throbbing ache in his groin that he sometimes got around Mr. Carlen intensified as Paul dwelled helplessly on the sight of that bulge in his pants. He wanted to feel it. Paul turned him on. Mr. Carlen wanted him. And good God, did Paul want him.


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Passing Around His Boytoy

Alec has known Mr. Wobash most of his life, but it wasn’t until the college senior agreed to watch the Wobash kids for a couple evenings a week that he started spending any time alone with him. His feelings towards the older man have always been a mix of respect and intimidation, but with growing familiarity are more confusing, illicit thoughts that the curious twenty-two year old is struggling to keep secret.

But Mr. Wobash – rich, good looking, and used to getting his way – isn’t nearly so skittish about recognizing what he wants and deciding to take it. And as weeks go by, the older man starts to realize that’s exactly how he feels about the cute college kid he’s hired to watch his children.

And once Alec is his, the fun’s only started, because a man like Mr. Wobash never does things half-heartedly. What starts out as a sweet, forbidden romance starts to push boundaries in a hurry, and when Alec inadvertently shows up while Mr. Wobash has several friends visiting, he finds himself the center of some very intense attention.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, rough anal sex, multiple partners, group menage, a dominant alpha male and an increasingly curious younger college jock. All characters are 18 or older.

This story includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Sitter series with full consent of the original author.

Excerpt:

Alec bit his lip, afraid that Mr. Wobash would turn around and see how flushed he was becoming. Even little compliments from Mr. Wobash always felt a thousand times better than any praise from Alec’s parents or anyone at his university.

He took another drink from the wine, and the heat in his face increased. The clock on the wall said it was almost midnight, but there wasn’t a single part of him that wanted to leave.

“Do you think you’ll have more evening meetings this week?” he asked.

Mr. Wobash took Alec’s hand from his shoulder and turned to sit back on the couch beside him. “Thursday, probably,” he said. “Will you be available that night?”

Alec nodded. “I’m pretty much always available, Mr. Wobash.”

He cocked his head slightly at the phrase, and again his eyes lingered on Alec’s flushed face and wandered slowly over him. It was as though Alec could physically feel his gaze following the intimate lines of his body.

Mr. Wobash put a hand out and again brushed a strand of hair off of Alec’s forehead. This time his fingers lingered on Alec’s cheek. “It’s really nice knowing that someone I trust is here when I’m away.”

Alec’s flush deepened. “I – I’m glad I -” he began, but stopped himself before he could speak his true feelings.

But it had been enough.

“Alec, you’re a really tremendous young man,” Mr. Wobash said. His thumb was resting lightly against his cheek and his hand encircled the base of Alec’s head. Alec felt his fingers in her hair. “It took me a little while to notice, but now that I’ve seen it I really can’t look away.”


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