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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.

Excerpt:

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.

Excerpt:

“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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Hazing the Jock

Jack and Leo have been best friends since they rushed Alpha Nu Tau together back in freshman year. Now that they’re seniors, they’re looking forward to messing with the pledges in the same humiliating ways they got messed with when they were rushing.

But when they end up in charge of initiating a freshman stud who’s willing to do anything, Leo starts taking things a lot farther than Jack was ready for. Soon, things are getting intense, and Jack’s realizing he’s excited by things he never expected.

And when they pause to catch their breath, it becomes obvious that the two guys are just as interested in pushing the boundaries with each other as with some eighteen-year old jock …

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 submissive young fraternity pledge. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

“Hey, pledge!” Leo shouted as David came into view again.

David turned and trotted up the walkway to the house, his thick-muscled chest heaving with exertion.

“Damn, that cock doesn’t shrink much in the cold, huh pledge?” Leo observed. “Come with us.”

He led David back inside, with Jack following behind. They followed him upstairs and back to the room Jack and Leo shared on the third floor.

Once inside, Leo closed the door.

“Jack had a good idea,” he told the naked freshman. “He was thinking you might be a little uncomfortable being naked around all the brothers.”

David flashed Jack a grateful glance, but it was short-lived.

“Well, the point of this initiation period,” Leo went on, “is to break down boundaries, right? Open you up to the social bonds of the fraternity? No secrets here, Davey.”

David looked back at him with trepidation.

“So how about you lick Jack’s cock.”

“What!?” Jack exclaimed, sure he hadn’t heard right. His groin throbbed a little. Leo wanted to see him get his cock licked by their freshman pledge? Why … was Jack turned on by that?

David looked at Jack.

“Go on,” Leo ordered. “Try one good lick. Show it to him, Jack.”

Jack looked helplessly from David to Leo, feeling cornered. He suddenly felt every bit as much on the spot as the pledge, maybe more so. What if he enjoyed it? What if they could tell he enjoyed it. He felt another unwelcome throb in his groin. God, was he really getting hard? Now?

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Tutoring the Jock

By the time he’s a freshman in college Peter’s realized he gets feelings that straight guys usually don’t, but he’s always been able to ignore them. At least, he could before he tried out for the football team and met Terrence, the school’s star running back. Not only is Terrence handsome and built, Peter knows there’s not a straighter guy on the team.

Every weekend he sees the chiseled jock out with girls on his arm. He can only imagine his reaction if he found out he was the subject of a secret gay crush. But now the coach wants Peter to tutor the grade-challenged star player, and with so much close contact the effect the well-hung jock has on him is not only becoming impossible to ignore, it’s impossible to hide …

When the guys crack a couple beers over the books, Peter lets slip a comment that finally puts it all out in the open. The only thing more surprising than his lapse in restraint might be that Terrence 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, a dominant straight man and his increasingly submissive younger tutor. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

“Hey, Terrence,” Peter said as knocked lightly on the open door to room 235. It was 8:03, which he figured was late enough to seem casual but not so late that Terrence might think he wasn’t coming.

“Peter, hey, come in,” Terrence said as he looked up. “Grab a seat.” He motioned to a chair near the desk. He was sitting back on his bed, a beer open on the dresser beside him and a textbook open on his lap. He indicated the beer can. “Help yourself if you want. The mini fridge is fully stocked.”

“Thanks.” Peter sank onto the chair and grabbed a beer. “How’s it coming along?”

he asked.

“Like shit,” Terrence laughed. “But hey, you’re probably getting paid for this, right? That’s music to your ears.”

Peter shrugged. He hadn’t heard anything about getting paid, but he wondered if Terrence would think him a sucker for doing this for free.

Terrence wasn’t exaggerating when he said it was going badly. He hadn’t paid the slightest attention in class, and was now trying to come up with answers to a worksheet with questions not covered in the textbook.

After about forty-five minutes and another beer apiece, Terrence put his hands to his head. “Alright, alright. Timeout.”

Peter sat back and put aside the sheet they were working on. He was ready for a break, too. He didn’t want to seem like a light-weight, but the beer was starting to make it hard to concentrate. He had wanted to take away some of the jitters, but now events seemed to be flowing by in a smooth, easy current and numbers and equations were all starting to look alike.

“My brain is starting to fry,” Terrence bemoaned. “Hand me another beer.”

Peter watched him take a long drink from it, forgetting for a moment that he had been working hard not to stare at Terrence all evening.

“So how’s your night?” Terrence asked casually. “I mean other than this bullshit. You got a cutie waiting up for you or what?”

Peter laughed. “Not me.”

“No? These college girls not giving you any love? You’re not so bad looking.”

“Ah, thanks,” Peter said embarrassedly, feeling a slight flush in his cheeks. “I guess I just haven’t really been looking.”

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The Doctor’s Demands (First Time Gay Medical Exam and Aphrodisiac Erotica)



Medical student Josh Daniels never imagined that an internship in in Dr. Lowe’s lab would put him at the center of the famous researcher’s medical experiments. But when the doctor needs a young straight man for his intense pleasure therapy and sexual behavior modification testing, Josh is soon ready to do anything to fulfill the doctor’s expectations.

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, the use of a potent aphrodisiac, a highly erotic medical examination, anal sex, a dominant older man and the increasingly submissive, receptive young subject of his experiments. All characters are 18 or older.

Excerpt:

I frowned at the tabletop. Behavior modification? The idea seemed so invasive and frightening, and what exactly was I being modified to become? He had mentioned a sexual aspect of things. What could these two men do that would give me a better sex life?

“I’m straight,” I blurted. But immediately I flushed again. Why had I said that? It seemed like I needed to say it, but he hadn’t implied anything.

Dr. Lowe smiled a little in amusement. “That’s good, Josh. That was among our criteria. It was clear to me in the elevator that you fit the profile we’re looking for.”

I looked at him, not understanding his words. I wanted to object. I wanted to be put off by this sudden and unexpected request.

But looking at him I couldn’t help but feel the warm glow of relevance and security. He could do anything, accomplish anything, and here he was trying to make me a part of it. And if I said no, what was left for me? That would be it. I’d never be here again, and more than anything I couldn’t stand the thought of being sent away from this place where my future seemed attainable instead of some distant dream.

“Obviously it’ll be an intense and demanding experience for you,” he said, reading my unspoken reluctance. “No one will stop you if you try to walk out that door.”

I looked up at him, into his eyes, trying to read him. There was a slight intensity I hadn’t seen there before, and for a moment I doubted what he had said. He would try to stop me, I thought. He wants me to be a part of this. He thinks I’d be good for it, or he wouldn’t have gone to the trouble he already has.

And maybe it was that more than anything that put me over the edge. I only knew him by what I read about him and heard about him from a distance, but I had already almost forgotten already. It felt like he was a presence I had always known and wanted to make happy, a distant figure of natural authority and competence that alters and moves the world without really trying to. After only a few words I already felt a compulsion, a need even, to make him happy with me.

I should have asked more questions, learned more about what he was asking, but without even meaning too I had already made a decision, so what was the point? All it would do was imply that I was doing it for me and not for him.

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Bimbo Therapy Series with full consent of the original author.

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Paying off the Bikers

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, multiple partners, anal and rough group sex, alpha male biker outlaws, the use of potent aphrodisiacs and sexual manipulation, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Jack Leighton is all business, all the time, and it’s his willingness to do anything to get ahead that’s helped him build his little clothing line into a full-fledged sportswear brand. But he’s taken things just a little too far when he turns to moneylaundering to help his struggling bottom line, a decision that brings him in contact with types of men he might not be ready to handle.

Now when he tells the outlaw MC president he needs to take a break from their agreement, the biker seems to want to help and offers Jack a pill that will help him focus and get his books in order. But soon, Jack finds out that helping him get ahead wasn’t exactly what the tattooed outlaw had in mind, and the drug he’s given him is going to do just about everything but help her focus on paperwork.

Before Jack knows what’s happening, new feelings have drowned out the little voice that says no and new urges have pushed him into the arms and at the mercy of the gang leader and his biker buddies, who are more than happy to help him fill his sudden cravings …

Excerpt:

Laughter sounded from around the table.

“That wasn’t a pill to help you focus,” Cole chuckled.

“It wasn’t?”

What he was telling me seemed to be important, but I kept getting distracted by the man sitting nearest to me on the right side of the table. He had a short beard and a lean, well-muscled body. He had laid his jacket across the back of his chair and was wearing just a thin tank top that rippled with his muscles when he shifted. He was one of the ones with pure lust in his eyes, and those eyes hadn’t left my ass since I walked in the room. He seemed to want to do something and I kind of wanted him to do it, whatever it was. The way he was looking at me sent little shivers right up and down my body.

“No, it wasn’t. But I guess I shouldn’t be surprised you haven’t figured it out yet.”

“What do you mean?” I asked, now staring openly at the man to my right. He looked up and gave me a wink and I grinned a little nervously.

“It’s a drug that makes people look and feel like you’re looking and feeling right now.”

“Horny?” I asked before I could think to stop myself.

He laughed. “Exactly, college boy. Exactly. But don’t you worry, we’ve got a good idea what to do about it.”

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Bimbo Lawyer Series with full consent of the original author.

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Studs Going Gay

Reader Advisory: These stories are for mature audiences only and feature intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, multiple partners, dominant alpha males and the receptive young men they dominate, medical exams, billionaires, frat hazing, group sex, body transformation, and exhibitionist themes. All characters are 18 or older.

Studs Going Gay contains three fun, sexy stories of potent aphrodisiacs and hot gay first experiences:

Frat Hazing

Evan Dalton has had a tough week rushing Nu Alpha Delta: following instructions that range from unpleasant to outright humiliating, but he’s made it this far and wouldn’t dream of giving up now. That is, until he hears what his final assignment is going to be. Apparently he’s managed to piss off the chapter president, and in return his final afternoon of rush week is going to be an intense one. But does it have to be a pharmaceutical-grade aphrodisiac that they give him, and one that has a history of releasing repressed sexual desires?

It all sounds a bit excessive, but maybe once some jocks from a neighboring frat show up to watch the spectacle they’ll help him find something fun in his sudden overpowering and forbidden urges.

Turned Gay by the Doctor

Between a tough job and tougher grad school classes, tense and uptight James Channel is being stretched to the limit. What he really needs is something to help him let go and unwind, and his doctor has just the stress relief medication. Its only drawback is a certain rare side effect in individuals with a lot of repressed sexual tension, though James is quick to deny to his handsome, charismatic doctor that this could be a concern for him.

But when the doctor issues him the drug and keeps him in the exam room for monitoring, the truth is bound to be unleashed before long.

Gay for the Boss

Joey’s four years in college were supposed to prepare him for bigger and better things, but working for a man like Peter Everette takes all the sting out of being a personal assistant. He may already be one of the city’s most powerful men at the young age of 34, but he’s so approachable and friendly with his newest employee that Joey can’t help but admire him for more than his success.

Inspired by his boss’s ability to stay in shape and look good while running a multi-million dollar company, he’s bought himself a fitness supplement that promises more than just some extra energy. But when the supplement turns out to have some “additional properties,” new hormones kick Joey’s admiration for his boss into new, unexplored territory.

Before he’s had time to think, he’s flaunting his new openness to experimentation in ways that Mr. Everette and the other partners accustomed to the firm’s stuffy work environment can’t help but notice … and act on. It’s not long before the young and inexperienced young man is getting all the attention he can handle, and more.

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Gay for the Boss

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, multiple partners, anal and public sex, a powerful older alpha male and his young inexperienced personal assistant, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Joey’s four years in college were supposed to prepare him for bigger and better things, but working for a man like Peter Everette takes all the sting out of being a personal assistant. He may already be one of the city’s most powerful men at the young age of 34, but he’s so approachable and friendly with his newest employee that Joey can’t help but admire him for more than his success.

Inspired by his boss’s ability to stay in shape and look good while running a multi-million dollar company, he’s bought himself a fitness supplement that promises more than just some extra energy. But when the supplement turns out to have some “additional properties,” new hormones kick Joey’s admiration for his boss into new, unexplored territory.

Before he’s had time to think, he’s flaunting his new openness to experimentation in ways that Mr. Everette and the other partners accustomed to the firm’s stuffy work environment can’t help but notice … and act on. It’s not long before the young and inexperienced young man is getting all the attention he can handle, and more.

Excerpt:

I stepped forward unsteadily, flushing under the scrutiny of the two men as both of them turned to look at me. I saw Mr. Rockworth’s face take on a momentarily puzzled expression at my altered appearance and for a lingering instant our eyes locked. “Ah – well, sir –” I started breathlessly, trying to remember the question ” – that is, Mr. Nelson, sir, a positive work environment is a good thing to have, I think.”

“Come on, Joey,” Mr. Rockworth prodded, quickly banishing any indication from his face that I looked anything other than normal, “now’s no time to be shy. I just want Mr. Nelson here to appreciate the human element in what we’re talking about. How would you characterize our relationship, for example?”

“Well, sir,” I said, trying not to look at him so I could form my words better. “I think it’s a good relationship. I mean, I like working for you very much. You’re very kind to me, and when I make a mistake you make me aware of it without making me miserable, sir, which you could do, you know. I mean I value what you say so much that if you were ever harsh to me I’d just fall apart, only you’re never harsh at all. You’re good. And obviously you’re always so important and busy that I’m sure it would be easy to say a thoughtless thing, only you never –” my flood of words faltered as I realized, even in my somewhat loose state, that maybe I was saying more than I had been asked “– never do.”

I looked up uncertainly to see Mr. Nelson watching me with a slightly surprised expression on his face. “Are you always this – forward – with your superiors?” he asked after a moment of silence.

“No,” I answered honestly, “I hope I’m not being inappropriate. It’s just that I’m extremely attracted to him, sir – oh, I didn’t mean to say that out loud. I mean, it was just a mistaken – I have only workplace appropriate thoughts for my professional superiors, sir. I meant I’d do anything to please him.” I stared down at the floor, trying to get my head straight. My hard cock had freed itself from the elastic of my underwear, though, and so instead I found myself staring down at the sizeable bulge in my own pants. “I’ve had a hard-on all morning,” I explained.

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Bimbo at Work with full consent of the original author.

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Turned Gay by the Doctor

Reader Advisory: This story is for mature audiences only and features intensely erotic situations, first time gay experiences, multiple partners, anal and public sex, medical examinations, the use of potent aphrodisiacs, submissiveness and dominance. All characters are 18 or older.

Between a tough job and tougher grad school classes, tense and uptight James Channel is being stretched to the limit. What he really needs is something to help him let go and unwind, and his doctor has just the stress relief medication. Its only drawback is a certain rare side effect in individuals with a lot of repressed sexual tension, though James is quick to deny to his handsome, charismatic doctor that this could be a concern for him.

But when the doctor issues him the drug and keeps him in the exam room for monitoring, the truth is bound to be unleashed before long.

Excerpt:

“Well, it’s certainly promising, but it’s still in clinical trials. We would need to be absolutely sure you’re a good fit.”

“Anything,” I agreed.

He flipped through a couple pages of his clipboard, considering the matter. “Well, this is a bit unusual. I’m going to have to ask you a couple very personal questions, James, if that’s alright with you.”

“It’s certainly alright, doctor,” I said, smiling at him.

“How regularly do you experience sexual release?”

I started and stared at him, sure I had heard him wrong. “Experience what?”

“I am sorry to have to ask,” he apologized. “But the drug in question has been known to produce certain, possibly undesirable and uncontrollable side-effects for individuals with a great deal of pent-up sexual tension. Otherwise I would certainly never pry into something so personal. You see, as an anti-anxiety drug it tends to induce a more relaxed – ah -” he coughed politely ” – impulsive mental state. Especially in individuals with latent or repressed … tendencies.”

“Oh,” I said, flushing a bit. I looked at him and then looked away. If I was being completely honest, I probably knew what the answer should be, but I’d sooner die than admit to this rugged specimen smiling at me that I hadn’t been getting any. I was sure it wasn’t something he could ever understand. “Regularly, yes,” I informed him. “Of course, not constantly, I mean not excessively, of course. Just a usual amount.” My voice sort of rose in pitch as I stumbled over myself to present the matter the right way.

Notice: This title includes themes and passages that have been adapted from Jessica Whitethread’s Bimbo Side Effects with full consent of the original author.

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