A week after he is rescued from conversion, Blake has a new problem to contend with: the crushing guilt that is piled on his would-be mate Aaron’s shoulders.
Tag: omega male
The Wild Hunt
Cassius “Little Wolf” Clifford is on the trail of a notorious criminal organization known as the Wild Hunt, intent on stopping whatever villainous plans they have in mind. Little does the hunter know that he is, in fact, the hunted.
Canis Minoris
High above the rooftops of Greater Cascadia, a Little Wolf reminisces about the life he’s led to this point.
Holy Warrior-Hole
Soren was your normal every-day college geek, broke as a hobo, stressed to hell and back, and just looking for some peace because his roommate was too busy fucking a new Grindr date to even have a single shred of common decency.
Summoned into a world of monsters, kings, and gods as a supposedly-mighty warrior hero after an untimely death, Soren has had no choice but to adapt and learn the rules of his new world. Now, standing at the pinnacle of his potential, it is time for him to face the great Dark Lord who threatens all the lands of the world.
As The Romans Do
Eugh! This sucks, I don’t want to go back. Back packing around the globe for a month has been the best idea of my life. Took my mind off everything and saw the world. Now reality’s gotta come crashing in. Get back and be the disappointing short of perfect score, son.
Cat has been liking all my IG posts, and now wants to ‘meet up’ after I get back. Dumped by cheating ice queen! Don’t take her back, don’t take her back. The water works are a show. She left the gate open and killed Tau for fuck sake! I loved that dog.
Fuck me alive, I can’t deal with this right now. Last night, clubs/bars of Italia one last time.
Supporter Request by @Tim C.
Long Day
An omega and his Alpha settle in for the end of a long day at work.
Pack of Protection
I know that this is a strange request, but I’ve been scared, recently. I’ve been able to live most of my life, thankfully, as my authentic gay self but lately, in my circle, a couple of people have just up and disappeared. The last thing anyone hears about from them is that they’ve gone straight.
I… I think there might be some… thing going around and doing this. On the one hand, I’m scared someone’s going to try and make me less than myself and that makes me want to be protected. On the other, I just wish I was stronger so I could fight this to help my friends and my people… Is there anything I can do?
Story Request by @Blake
ADVISORY: This story isn’t meant for a quick wank. If that’s what you need, then maybe it would be better if you read one of my other stories. This story touches on homophobia and uses language that might trigger more delicate sensibilities.
If, however, you’re up for a little bit of drama with erotic payoff at the end, then feel free to read this tale.
To Be His Pet
Hey, so I got this chastity cage in the mail the other day. I didn’t order it or anything, but it was perfectly sized to me, and came with a business card for some company called Hierarch Industries. On the back there were written instructions telling me to put the cage on, go to a listed office building, walk into a lobby, and ask for someone called the Pup Trainer. I guess it wouldn’t hurt to see.
Story Request by @natty
Camp Sherwood
Jethro Mason, a thoroughbred city boy and fledgling journalist who’s looking to make a name for himself by following the instincts that have served him so well throughout much of his life is following a lead. His investigation takes him to an officially male-only community in rural Minnesota out by Lake Itasca.
He’s sure there’s something nefarious going on, and knows in his gut that Hierarch Industries is behind it. He’ll certainly find that things aren’t quite what they seem, but whether he cracks open the secrets of Project Ophiuchus is another matter entirely.
Bachelor Beach Blow-out
One of my friends is getting married soon, so we took it upon ourselves to plan a bachelor party for him. We wanted to celebrate the fact that he was finally getting hitched — to be honest, we were really starting to doubt he ever would — as well as have one last blow-out together as bachelors.
We found this resort. It was out in the middle of nowhere, but it billed itself as “the Last Paradise of Single Men,” and we thought that there would be no better place to go for his bachelor’s party. The airfare was surprisingly cheap, and the per-night rate of the hotel was pretty much a steal. We were all more than happy to go on a party that wouldn’t break our banks.
When we got to the resort, we realized that they hadn’t lied on their webpage. There wasn’t a single woman in sight. Everyone, from the guests that were lounging around in the lobby, to the staff that were assisting new visitors, was male. And every single one looked like a veritable god, wearing tight t-shirts and speedos that showed off their enviable endowments.
Maybe that should have been a warning. A red flag that something wasn’t right here. But we were high on the idea of a great vacation and we checked in without a worry on our minds. Now, I’m not so sure. My friends, they’ve changed, and I’m afraid that I’m next.
Story Request by @suittflove