The workday dragged on like torture for Richard, each tick of the clock a reminder of the keys now in Samuel’s possession. His chastity...

The hum of Richard’s laptop fan was the only sound in his dimly lit apartment, the glow of the screen casting shadows across his bearded...

Paulo could feel his butt aching from the long drive, but he was almost arriving in Chasses now. He glanced to the side and smiled when...