I have a confession to make. I find my sister’s husband very attractive and I’m not sure what to do about that. Sometimes there are hot people in your own extended family. It doesn’t always mean you want to have sex with them. But sometimes it does. I'm picking up my brother-in-law to head to my sister's banquet, which, as always, he's late to. But when I arrive, it's just me and him. He takes off his shirt to change and we make eye contact. My sister's banquet may have to wait.

I can’t stop masturbating. I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I get eight erections a day. My nine inch penis just stands up all the time. I’d chalk it up to being a teen, but I just made twenty a month ago, so now it’s kind of getting out of hand. I go to ask my stepdad and he says we can go see the doctor about it together. Dr. Danforth specializes in sex stuff. But in the office, he seems more concerned with getting a sneak preview of what's in my pants than diagnosing the problem. And my stepdad is strangely silent, with this smirk on his face, like he’s curious too. ...

Archie's been tied to the bed all day, waiting for Mr. Million to get home. When Mr. Million finally gets home from work, it's in a business suit, and Daddy's too tired from a hard day's work to bother taking it off before getting started. Archie's been waiting patiently, as a good boy should for a mature man. And Mr. Million knows how to reward a good boy. Mind-blowing sex, shower, dinner, wine, conversation. Mr. Million has lots in store for Archie--risks more sexual than the boy had ever dreamed of--now that their bond is getting deeper. But now that their bond is getting deeper, Archie ...

I have a show coming up when I get back to school from fall break. Simon catches me rehearsing lines in the living room the night before I have to leave, and offers to help me read lines. He's standing at the banister, beaming at me with pride, his strong arms crossed. He's wearing that white t-shirt and boxers combo he always wears around the house. Sometimes I wish he’d just take the shirt off. Boxers too. Soon, we're reading the pivotal romantic scene together, falling into character. My heart starts racing, wondering, hoping that the deeper Simon gets into character, the deeper he'll ...

First of all, he's not my real uncle. But Uncle Adam joined our family six years ago, back when I was an awkward thirteen-year-old ashamed to be attracted to his aunt's hot new husband. Now I'm a high school graduate with a secret crush that just won't go away. Uncle Adam is staying at my house for my graduation, but he forgot to bring his present. He promises he'll make it up to me, and asks me what I want. The house is quiet. The family is asleep. I know what I want, but it can't be bought. And it turns out Uncle Adam wants the same thing.