gayerotica

Prologue The bus rattled down the endless stretch of road, cutting through the muted landscape like a quiet, relentless drumbeat. Jake leaned against the window, his gaze fixed on the world blurring past—trees folding back into themselves, hills slipping into valleys, towns dissolving into...

I'll never forget the first time I dreamt about the dude down the hall. I knew the guy's name was Chad, but apart from that, I didn't know much about him. He didn't seem to talk much, but he had a hell of a body. Our dorm had communal showers, so I'd seen him naked more than once. My friends...