Joey slips back into old college rhythms at a house party, drinking, flirting, feeling like nothing’s changed, until he finds Justin in the last place he expected. He walks out, breath tight, body hot. Then at the gym, in the showers. A low moan, a glimpse of skin, movement. He leaves fast, gripping the wheel, cock throbbing, head spinning.
A casual hookup ignites into something raw and intense. Alec—lean, guarded—hides deeper desires behind unreadable eyes. Finn, muscular and effortlessly dominant, carries himself with unshakable confidence. Together, their bodies collide—grappling, testing, until defenses drop, leaving them stripped down, and craving more.
A moment of eye contact. A slip. A freefall. Adam is a man of discipline, but Noah unravels him. The way he moves, the way he bends—it makes Adam’s cock hard before he even knows what’s happening. When he finally spreads Noah open, it’s not just lust. It’s instinct. It’s need. It’s what they were made for.