“Let's see how you handle us both at the same time.” They call it the “muscle motel,” where brawny men come to satisfy their carnal cravings. I’ve heard of the place, but I’ve never actually visited it. I've fantasized about it, though, imagining the possibilities if I ever had the guts to check it out. What would it feel like to be surrounded by prime, muscular hunks? It’s all I ever wanted. Tonight, I finally discover what lies beyond those doors. And soon I find out why people keep coming back for more.

Tonight, I want to have all my holes filled at once. I’ve denied these gay cravings for way too long. At 21, I’m done waiting. It’s time to explore my wild side at a notorious gay club and live out my dirty fantasies. But just as I’m on my knees in the dungeon, worshipping a muscular jock, I spot a familiar face. My best friend is here, and he’s definitely not as straight as I thought. How did I never notice how hot he is—and how thirsty?

Tonight, I want to have all my holes filled at once. I’ve denied these gay cravings for way too long. At 21, I’m done waiting. It’s time to explore my wild side at a notorious gay club and live out my dirty fantasies. But just as I’m on my knees in the dungeon, worshipping a muscular jock, I spot a familiar face. My best friend is here, and he’s definitely not as straight as I thought. How did I never notice how hot he is—and how thirsty?

I’m a straight professor with a reputation to protect and three football players ready to wreck it.I have a career, a reputation, and exactly zero interest in whatever is going on with Stephen Walker, the smug football player who’s been looking at me all semester like he wants to get me alone.Then spring break starts, he shows up for “private tutoring,” and somehow I end up with a student kneeling in front of me and every line I’ve spent my life drawing starts to blur.That should have been the end of it. Instead, it’s the beginning.Because Stephen tells his teammates. And when Marcus and Jax make it clear they want in, my neat little life starts to crack wide open. Suddenly, I’m trapped in a house full of young men who know exactly what I’ve done and exactly how badly I want it again. I tell myself I’m terrified of getting caught, terrified of what this says about me, terrified of how fast shame turns into hunger when they surround me.But fear isn’t enough to make me leave.

Aaron never planned to find himself alone on the fifth floor of the campus library, chasing down a rumor he wasn’t even sure he believed. But after hearing about the so-called “hole” from his new roommate, curiosity gets the better of him—and suddenly, one quiet Friday night, he’s standing in front of it, heart pounding, with nobody around to see.What starts as a reckless dare to himself quickly spirals into something far more dangerous—and far more thrilling. One forbidden moment, one incredible experience, and Aaron finds himself desperate to know the identity of the girl he thought was on the other side.But when he crosses the line and sneaks into the women’s restroom to investigate, what he finds waiting for him isn't what he expected at all. It’s bigger. Bolder. And it’s definitely not a girl.With his heart racing and his mind spinning, Aaron faces a choice he never thought he’d have to make. One night. One secret. One chance to find out just how far he’s willing to go when nobody’s watching.Tonight, Aaron is about to learn that sometimes the wildest, most unthinkable experiences happen when you least expect them—and sometimes, once isn’t enough.

I've known Brandon for a little over a year. We pretty much do everything together. But at times I feel like I still don't really know him all that well; almost like he's hiding a part of himself from me. I usually go over to his house so that we can play this video-game together that we both bonded over when we first met. And that's where it happened; where I found something under his bed that shocked me. I guess it kind of made sense, too. He'd been acting kind of different around me, lately. I couldn't understand it until I found the very suggestive "toys" beneath his bed. Suddenly I was looking at the eighteen year-old in a whole new light. Turns out, Brandon was looking at me differently, too. As it turns out, he caught me snooping through his things. And there's only one thing I can think of to make it up to him--one thing that I think he'll really like. And the truth is that I'm starting to think I might like it, too. I never thought I was gay, but with Brandon, well, it's complicated. Though, by the time today is over, it might not be so complicated, anymore...

I get a Valentine’s letter from a dude who says he wants to ruin me. Problem I’m straight. Problem I have no idea who sent it. Problem My best friend’s reaction is way too casual when I tell him. Is it him? Does he want me like that? And why does the idea of that make me hard?

"Bet yours is smaller than mine..."Ryder should have laughed. Should have walked out of Cole's dorm room and chalked it up to another round of their endless locker room banter. But there's something about the arrogant glint in Cole's eye—and the low, dangerous way he says it—that makes Ryder freeze. And burn.They're teammates. Rivals. Frenemies at best. Both eighteen, both athletic, and both very straight, right?But when the trash talk turns into a bet—one involving size and pride—neither of them backs down. Alone in a dorm room with the blinds drawn and a long weekend ahead, Ryder and Cole are about to cross a line that starts with ego and ends with something much, much harder to deny.One night. One bet. One incredible first time with another guy.They're about to do the wildest thing EVER with another guy, and all because of a simple put up or shut up.

When my straight friend and I hook up, we stick to the rules. Rule 1: No emotions. Rule 2: No kissing. Rule 3: No talking. It’s just hands and mouths. Simple and easy. No complications, just the release we both need when things get heavy. But what happens when the rules start to crumble?

"It's just to stay warm. It's not gay to let me use your thighs. Let me crawl up inside you and use your heat until I melt into a sticky mess." It was just two bros helping each other out. In exchange for late night tutoring, Corey was getting the best snowboard lessons of his life. Surviving an avalanche and sheltering in a cabin - then sharing a shower - just two bros doing what it took to survive. Warming up the bed with their body heat… were they still two straight bros if it accidentally slipped in? It gave new meaning to the words 'huddling for warmth.' Corey would do anything to warm up his best friend Brooks. Anything. Warm Up His Best Friend takes place a month after His First Deep Snow, but can be read in any order.

“It’s not gay. I’ll rub that spot deep inside you. Make you forget her. Until you’re crying out for more, harder, deeper.” A camping trip to help Riley get over his ex-girlfriend was a great idea. His best friend Finn knew the best spot. Private. Remote. Intimate. Problem is - it’s so hot, there’s only one thing to do. Take it all off. They’re both straight, so it won’t be a problem, right? They’ve seen it all before. Finn would do anything to help Riley. Even fulfill Riley’s deepest, most secret desire - To get filled by something thick, long, and hard. They’re just two straight best friends. Getting pounded from behind until he cried out for more didn’t change that… until he finished untouched, Finn’s name on his lips.

I was trying to help Joel out with a massage. How did we end up in his bed?My college roommate Joel is on the hockey team. He's a great athlete, and my best friend. When he comes up to the room with a tight leg, I offer to massage it for him.But before long, I see that I've gotten his blood flowing...somewhere else. I'm straight, and yet all I want to do is pull his pants down and see him in all his glory. Joel isn't even embarrassed. It's like he's showing off.When he comes onto me, it's game over. I'm entirely his, and Joel's massage is going to be deep and hard.

When I have my best friend’s foot in my mouth, I’m enjoying it way more than I should. It’s all for the views. All for the subscribers. Just another stunt to keep them watching. Like today—licking whipped cream off my best friend’s foot. But my body’s reacting in ways I didn’t expect, live on camera. And now I’m wondering... is everything about him this big?

He’s here to deliver pizza, but I’m the one getting topped. My friends dare me to strip for the pizza guy. I’m straight, so it’s awkward, but I can’t let them get to me. The guy’s jacked, with broad shoulders and a cocky smirk, and before I know it, I’m rock-hard. Right there. In front of him. This can’t be happening. Why is my body betraying me? And why do I suddenly crave his extra sauce?

It’s not supposed to feel this good when a dude’s got his fingers in me. When I’m at the hospital for a below-the-belt exam, I ask for a male doctor. Because I’m a straight guy, and the whole thing is awkward enough as it is. But now I’m lying here, legs up on the exam table, with this mountain of a man staring into my hole, and suddenly I’m not so sure anymore. The longer he touches me, the harder I get, and soon enough, I want him to do more than just examine me.

When a group of unruly college guys moved in next door, I'll be honest; it sent a shudder of frustration down my spine. Being busy with the law firm and just trying to adjust to single life after my divorce, the last thing I wanted to hear were the raucous noises of wild pool parties happening right on the other side of my backyard fence. It didn't take long before I heard one of these pool parties next door, either. Being the curious guy that I am, I decided to have a peek through a hole in the fence to see what sort of neighbors I would be dealing with. I wish I never had, because what I saw will be impressed upon my mind forever. It was wet, it was steamy, and it was completely shameless. And it changed everything I thought I knew about myself--including my straightness. To make matters worse, I met one of them the next day. Will was a cute blonde college guy with cool blue eyes and curious expressions I simply could not decipher. Was he a party boy or was he more the mysterious type? Was he simply messing with me? Did he see me peeking in on his roommates the other night? When Will invited me over, I guess I couldn't help but take him up on the offer. The plan wasn't to do anything but say hello to Will and his buddies; after all, they didn't know I'd become such a voyeur. But next thing I knew, I was right in the middle of their next pool party, and it was fated to get just as wet, steamy and shameless as before. So much for my quiet suburban life... and so much for my straightness, too, because Will and his college roommates are simply too hot to resist!

In exchange for weekend pancakes and the occasional baked ziti, Dylan lives rent-free with his best friend Nate, a hotshot lawyer. It's an arrangement that suits them both — except for the fact that Nate's girlfriend hates Dylan's guts. But when Jessica cheats on Nate, after buying herself a whole new wardrobe at Nate's expense, Dylan suddenly finds himself the owner of a few hundred bucks' worth of lingerie. He could sell it all, sure. But Dylan's always taken care of Nate. Maybe now he can take care of Nate in other ways too... 18,000 words of frilly, feminine fun.

Tru Willis refuses to feel sorry for himself. Sure, he’s a barren rabbit shifter who has to spend his heat alone every year. And of course, he’d love to have a mate and children of his own. But he’s too busy nursing wild animals back to health and babysitting his cute nieces and nephews to feel lonely. Until someone starts leaving gifts on his doorstep. Sweet, handmade gifts that make Tru feel special and treasured. The gifts all smell of alpha–an alpha Tru has never met face to face. One day Tru finds a letter on his doorstep instead of a gift. In it, the alpha requests to help Tru through his heat. He even leaves a photo of himself, and he’s breathtaking. But the stranger doesn’t offer anything else. Just one heat. Just a handful of days, and then he’ll be gone. Can Tru handle giving himself to a man he won’t be able to keep? And if he can’t, does he have the willpower to say no? Swept Away is shifter romance set in the omegaverse with MPreg, knotting, and nesting. It’s book one in the Rabbit Hollow series.