Pride Horizon church has been my family's place of worship for as long as I can remember. I've never visited Pastor James privately in his office, but today he's insisted I stay behind after church. Pastor has new teaching for me now that I'm eighteen--a rite of passage that will show my devotion to my leaders, to the church, and to the Lord. A rite of passage all the men of Pride Horizon have gone through before me. Pastor leads the way, by taking off both sets of his shirts and hanging them on the rack behind his desk. Now all that's left is for me to prove I have what it takes to be his ...

Dr. Dennis is the only reason I like going to the doctor. Just seeing him in those loose scrubs that barely conceal his big biceps and pecs . . . it does something for me. Every time I’m in his office I’m imagining what it’d be like if we both undressed when I had my physical. If we both could inspect each other’s bodies instead of him just inspecting mine. If I could get on my knees and inspect the shape of the doctor's tool in his pants before taking it all the way down my throat. I tell Dr. Dennis about my hamstring pain and he instructs me to turn over so he can take a look. ...

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 don’t know what it is about Henry’s dad. He just . . . he just does something for me. I think it was the baseball games growing up. He’d always wear this tank top, hat, and sunglasses combo that practically had me hard on the bench when I’d catch a glimpse of him in the bleachers. He’s only gotten better with age. I haven't seen him since last summer, when I went off to college. But now I’m visiting home again, and visiting my best buddy, Henry. I arrive at his house but his dad answers the door. Mr. Collins, the man of the house, is the only one home. He invites me in, we ...

My wrestling coach taught me all there is to know about grappling. About getting another gay—I mean, guy—to submit. It’s why I’m the top wrestler on my college wrestling team. I guess you could say I’m pretty good at pinning guys. Coach Mason and I have gotten close lately. He’s proud of what I can do. Says he likes to pin guys too. I stay behind after practice because Coach says he wants to teach me some moves.Coach takes off his shirt, shorts and whistle, and instructs me to spar with him. I'd like to give it a try. Time to see how much of Coach Mason I can really take.