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Motivating the Intern

He lives in fear of the day his boss finds out the punishments turn Will on, and what will happen the secret is finally uncovered …

A recently graduated football star and used to getting what he wants, Will wasn’t thrilled when his struggling parents asked him to help earn a little money for the family. But he figures getting an part-time job at a tiny new start-up will be a pretty easy way to make a few bucks.

At least, it is until his new boss finds him chatting to his friends instead of sorting papers. The files are a mess, and Mr. Anderson decides the young jock he’s hired needs a bit more hands-on motivation, and his methods aren’t exactly conventional …

It’s not long before the strong disciplinarian is dominating the twenty year old’s confused thoughts … and desires.

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

Excerpt:

He reached down to Will’s knees and brought his underwear back up his thighs and fit them into place. He ran a finger around the waistband to ensure they were properly positioned. A breath caught in Will’s chest as his boss’s finger brushed across the top of his groin, an inch away from the stiff length of his cock. Had his boss noticed how turned on he’d been?

“Dress and stand up,” Mr. Anderson said.

Will did so, his face burning anew as he failed to meet the older man’s gaze.

“Look at me,” Mr. Anderson instructed him.

Will lifted his eyes. It was one of the most difficult things he had ever done.

“I didn’t do this to you. You did this to yourself. Do you understand?”

Will nodded.

“I hope you don’t bring this upon yourself more than necessary.”

“Thank you, sir,” he mumbled in a barely audible voice.

“Good.” He finished his glass and put it by the sink. “It’s late,” he observed. “Wash the glass and then you can go.”

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The Straight Boss

Luke Davis has developed a bit of a soft spot for his personal assistant. The handsome twenty-two year old is always trying to go above and beyond, even when he doesn’t have to. Their relationship is professional and Luke is as straight as they come, but when he finds Jackson in his home crying over a recent break-up, Luke starts to realize his feelings for the young man have been growing more personal than he realized. He wants to comfort him and protect him …

… but more and more, the straight older man just wants Jackson for himself.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, rough anal sex, a dominant str8 alpha male and an increasingly submissive younger man. 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:

“I see a really charming young man who deserves to be treated so, so much better than he’s been treated. I see a guy who deserves someone smart enough to recognize how special he is and cherish him, who wants and desires everything about him.”

Jackson’s eyes were wet as he looked back at him. “You think so?” He was leaning in towards Luke as he asked. He could smell the young, vigorous scent of his body. His thigh was firm against his knee as Jackson bent towards him, looking at him with trust and yearning that he hadn’t seen directed at him in a long, long time. His hand was stroking the younger man’s hair and he could feel its softness and the warmth of his neck and he was so very close.

He realized he had never really looked at his assistant before. He had seen him, of course, but he seemed so young and carefree that it was as though he was a completely different type of person from himself. But no, he was very much human. He was delicate and intensely real and seemed to draw Luke in the way he had never experienced with a man. It suddenly struck him there was a lot he had never recognized or understood about men who were intimate with each other, and maybe it made a lot more sense right now in the dim light and the still of the night than he had ever expected. The intensity of his sudden desire for something new and fresh and real surprised him.

Before he could stop himself, he had brought the young man’s lips to his. They were soft and wet, and the kiss was lingering and passionate. Jackson didn’t hesitate, not even for a moment. It was as though he had been on the very edge of leaning in himself when Luke drew him in.

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The Curious Jock

Oliver is two years into college, popular, well-built and straight as they come. Life has always been pretty straightforward for the student athlete with good grades. The last thing he expects to happen when he agrees to watch the kids of the gay couple across the street is to be attracted to another man, but that was before he really knew Mr. Baker.

Ryan Baker might be in his early forties, but he’s still a complete stud. And although he’s starting to get hints that the college jock is a little attracted to him, he knows the right thing to do is stay away.

But Oliver doesn’t realize he’s playing with fire. He’s accidentally driving his boss crazy, and when Ryan catches Oliver exploring some of his new urges right out in the open, all self-restraint finally breaks …

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:

By the time Mr. Baker reappeared at the foot of the stairs, now dressed in his usual professional style and running a comb through damp hair, Oliver had more or less recovered. This was the man he knew and liked in a more innocent, acceptable way. Mr. Baker was still handsome, of course. His smile could still brighten Oliver’s day. But he was familiar Mr. Baker, a good father and a good man to work for.

“Kids should be home any minute,” Mr. Baker told him. “They’re getting a ride back from a friend’s mother.”

“Alright, Mr. Baker,” Oliver said, trusting himself to speak. “Have a nice meeting.”

Mr. Baker rolled his eyes and laughed. “That’ll be the day. These meetings are always ten percent useless and ninety percent a pain in the ass. Hopefully I’m not back later than 10.”

Oliver nodded. “Well don’t rush on our account back here,” he said. “We’ll have ourselves a nice time.” Every hour he worked after the kids’ bedtime was pretty easy money, so he never minded these late evenings.

Mr. Baker smiled. “I know it. Thanks again. I’ve told you before how much it means to me that there’s someone here looking after the kids that I trust the way I trust you.”

Oliver flushed a little and made a self-effacing little gesture to cover his embarrassment.

“Well, my number’s on the fridge like always,” Mr. Baker said as he departed.

Oliver went to the window and watched as the car peeled out into the street. He sank onto the couch, his mind wandering back of its own volition to the vision of Mr. Baker in the doorway.

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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.

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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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Curious for His Older Neighbor

It’s been two years since Jake was last home from college, but he’s not likely to forget Mr. Pollansky. The handsome, now 39-year old neighbor was always a role model for Jake as a kid, and as he got older he started to have more confusing feelings about the mature, successful family friend.

Jake’s mother volunteers him to babysit for the Pollanskys while he’s home over the summer, and when Mr. Pollansky sees the young man he’s become, it’s quite obvious Jake’s not the kid next door anymore. He knows it’s wrong to want Jake, and even worse to act on those desires, but it’s becoming more and more obvious that he just won’t be able to stop himself.

And when he takes his younger neighbor, all that pent-up lust is sure to burst through a lot faster and harder than the curious young man is ready to handle.

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:

He stopped and poured a glass of water and handed it to me. “I feel like I should be offering you something stronger,” he joked. “Your parents would kill me, of course. But you’re not really their little boy anymore, are you?”

I brought the glass to my face and drank to avoid trusting myself to answer. Why couldn’t I stop flushing? It made me feel like a kid again, the way any little thing he said made my heart race and my face go up in flames.

He shook himself, as though rebuking himself for what he had just said.

“Anyways, you remember the house well enough, right? This is the kitchen. The laundry room’s downstairs. Bathrooms are in the hallway on both floors.” He pointed down the hall. “We keep all the medical things in that closet.” He rubbed a hand over the stubble on his chin. “Let’s see, what am I forgetting?”

Without meaning to, I found myself staring at him openly as he thought. His hand was wide and strong as he rubbed his chin. His face was as handsome as I remembered it. His features were strong and good-natured, and his crystal blue eyes were resting on the table as he tried to remember everything he needed to go over. Short, dark hair just brushed the top of his forehead.

He was in his late thirties by now, but still in great shape. I remember hearing he had been a bit of a track star when he was in college, but when I had asked him about it, wide-eyed and excited, he had just laughed and told me those days were behind him. Seeing him here and now was bringing back an unwelcome rush of memories … nights of hot disappointment and frustrated confusion about why I felt this way about him, a way I wasn’t supposed to and could never tell him about. But … the way he had looked at me on the doorstep was different.

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The Jock and the Family Man

Mr. Wagner was strong, mature, and handsome, and he had never been tempted to be unfaithful to his partner by the handsome and beautiful men whose attentions he attracted. Calvin was the athletic, young college freshman that he never thought twice about hiring to babysit his two children.

Calvin always assumed he was straight, but ever since he’s been working for the gay couple across the street he finds himself thinking about Mr. Wagner in a way he’s never done before. But it’s only natural to be a bit curious, right?

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.

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He laughed, and everything was alright. “Calvin, What is it about you that makes you so hard to be mad at?” he asked.

I looked up, hearing a different tone in his voice. There was a sort of fond smile on his face, and it struck me that we had sort of been getting to know each other a little bit these past couple of months since I started working for the Wagners. Even so, I had never seen him look at me like that. His eyes played over me, half-amused and half-sympathetic for the anguish I had at being late.

I didn’t really know why, but I felt my face flushing.

“Ah, will you be very late tonight?” I asked, flustered.

“No, it shouldn’t be all that long. Maybe three hours. Kids are in the den watching a movie.”

I nodded.

He stepped towards the door. “You’re look very nice this evening,” he complimented me as he glanced back.

I looked down at myself. “Oh, thanks – thank you,” I stammered, straightening. I was a little embarrassed about how long I had spent deciding on a pair of jeans and shirt, but suddenly it seemed the most natural thing in the world to try to earn a compliment like that. I guess I just respected his fashion sense. Was it strange that I suddenly felt so good? “Have a good meeting,” I called after him.

But he had already slid into his town car and didn’t hear me. I watched the lights disappear down the street and then turned back inside.

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Rooming with the Jock

With college starting, all Chris wants is to fit in, and fitting in means going out with the guys, getting drunk, and hitting on girls. It wouldn’t be that hard to pretend he’s into all of that if university housing hadn’t assigned him Alec to room with. His athlete stud of a roommate has a perfect body and seems used to a locker room where no one bothers to cover up, and Chris is starting to see more than he can ignore …

Alec’s definitely noticed the way his smaller roommate gets distracted by his ripped, well-hung body, and beyond a teasing joke or two he’s never thought anything of it. But when he has a friend over for a few beers and invites Chris to join them, the teasing and joking starts to get serious. It turns out that Alec’s friend feels the same way, and as things start heating up the straight stud doesn’t really seem so turned off …

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

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The door swung open and Chris’s roommate Alec returned from the shower, a white towel slung loose and low over his hips and beads of water still visible on his broad back and thick shoulders.

“Okay, I’ll keep that in mind. Thanks. I should probably get back to it. Talk to you soon.”

Chris hung up and immediately bent over the book that was open in front of him, hoping Alec wouldn’t ask who he’d been on the phone with. Maybe he’d assume it was a girl back home or something.

Chris couldn’t help being self-conscious around Alec. His roommate was everything he wasn’t: athletic, handsome, and effortlessly popular in their new environment. He’d been here two weeks early for the pre-season training camp with the football team, and he already seemed to know everyone on campus.

Chris shot a discreet glance over at his roommate and immediately felt his cheeks flame red. Alec had taken the towel from his hips and was using it to dry his hair. He was completely naked, his toned, muscular body glistening and tanned. Chris stared, helplessly enthralled. His eyes followed the heavy lines of Alec’s shoulders and arms down to the full, firm ass. Inevitably and helplessly, he found himself staring at Alec’s thick cock hanging between his thighs. Chris hadn’t seen many in person in his life, but Alec’s was definitely the biggest. He was uncomfortable with how fascinated he was by it, but he couldn’t stop it popping up in his head. This time was just one more mental image to crawl into his brain and resurface at the worst moments.

Chris came from a family where you always had clothes on, but Alec obviously had a different sense of normal. Maybe it was being an athlete and getting used to communal showers.

Since the first time he’d seen his roommate casually naked, Chris hadn’t known what to make of the feelings it aroused in him. Now even when Alec was fully clothed Chris couldn’t look at him without fighting a blush, and these occasional little reminders of what Alec had under his clothes made Chris’s heart feel like it was going to beat out of his chest. Worst of all, he could never look away.

“What’s up, Chris?” Alec asked, glancing over.

Chris was just a fraction too slow in looking away.

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Interning the Jock

John’s a junior in college, but about all the young stud has learned how to do is play football, lift weights, and party with the guys. It’s time to start thinking about the real world, and he’s landed an internship at an investment firm to do it. It seems like the kind of testosterone-charged environment that should be right up his alley.

But when his new bosses get a good look at him, they start coming up with other plans. Testosterone charged is right: they’re well-hung, aggressive, and used to taking what they want. They’ll take John under their wing, but if he plans to stick around he’s going to have to start reconsidering what he’s willing to do and who he’s willing to do it with.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, oral sex, rough anal sex, multiple partners, dominant alpha males and an increasingly curious young stud intern. All characters are 18 or older.

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“Bottom’s up, new guy! You’re not paying today!”

The whiskey burned that dull, familiar burn as it went down, and the beer was strong and cold.

“So how’re you liking your first day on the job?” Liam asked him after finishing a long gulp of his own.

John smiled. “It’s going well. Thanks for the drinks.”

“There’s a lot more where that came from. There’s a reason work ends with so much time left in the day, huh?”

John took another drink and coughed. “Is this a normal Monday thing for you guys?”

Chris slapped a friendly arm around his back and leaned in. “Being in the industry means partying with the industry, you know? I mean, it’s not all blow off of hooker’s asses, but a guy who can hold his own pulls water in our circles. That’s why we’ve got to know if you have what it takes.”

John nodded as sagely as he could manage. On an empty stomach, the liquor was starting to warm him up pretty fast. “I guess that makes sense.”

“Don’t worry. We were where you were just a few years ago. We’re gonna take good care of you. When you get out of here, you’re going to know what the fuck, you know?”

Chris ordered them another round of shots and the two guys had already finished their beers.

“Look, Johnny boy,” he said when he came back. “This is what you need to know. People think the markets are about numbers. If you’re some stats nerd then sure, you can do okay playing the numbers. But if you really want to do something and be somebody and make yourself some money, it’s about the people. It’s about the guys in the industry and knowing who to know and playing the game and having fun. You know what I mean?”

“Sure,” John said.

“But don’t you worry about it. That’s why we’re going to show you. All you have to do is pay attention and be willing to pay your dues, you know what I mean?”

John nodded looking down into his beer. He was getting that sudden surge of inebriation that comes from drinking too fast too suddenly.

“You’ve got to suck a dick or two, to be sure,” Chris was saying to Liam.

“Oh yeah. Gotta be able to work that dick. Gotta know what to do with it when it comes to you.”

“What do you say, John? You know how to suck a dick?”

John nodded, smiling a little giddily. He didn’t remember why he’d been turned off by this way of talking. It was kind of fun to be so vulgar with people he’d expected to be uptight and professional. “Sure, I mean that’s like everything, right? You have to kiss ass to get anywhere. You have to suck the coach’s dick to get playing time, teacher’s dick to get a grade.”

They laughed and slapped him on the back. “You looked like a guy who knows,” Liam yelled approvingly.

John grinned easily and put his arms around their shoulders. “Hey, you guys are being so nice. I didn’t know what to expect. I think this is going to be the best thing I ever did was coming to work with you guys.”

A hand was grabbing his ass, but with his arms around his two new friends he couldn’t really turn around to see whether it was a particularly hot girl, but he was having too much fun to get distracted anyways and he just went with it.

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