The platform thrummed with restless energy as the train screeched to a halt. Bodies jostled for space, the air heavy with fatigue and stale sweat. Snippets of conversations mingled with the faint strum of a guitar echoing through the tunnel. Commuters shuffled into the cars—office workers with loosened ties, bleary-eyed students, street performers clutching their last hopes for a meal. I was just another face in the crowd...

Jake’s POV:The night of the bonfire, right after I dropped Danny off at his house, I drove straight to mine and parked the car in the driveway. I went inside the house and I saw all the lights were off, which meant my mom was asleep. I quickly but silently went up the stairs, into my room and closed the door behind me. I started taking my clothes off, leaving just my underwear on, and I flopped down on the bed. I thought...

We wasted no time in taking each other’s clothes off before I led my boyfriend and my swimming buddy to the bedroom. I was more than ready to help out with whatever they wanted to do together. Now I was holding Aidan’s penis in one hand, checking the condom was rolled right down to the base. He was on top of Matt, whose vagina I was holding open with the other hand. Just as I was preparing to guide Aidan inside, I hesitat...

My heart pounded in my chest, the cramped wardrobe barely big enough to contain my shaking body. I pressed myself against the back wall, straining to keep silent as the door creaked open. Sarah entered, her laughter soft, accompanied by the deep murmur of another voice. A tall, broad-shouldered man with chiseled features and an easy confidence that radiated off him. He was everything I wasn’t, and my stomach twisted. They...

My Sis, Carrie, and I were driving home to Minneapolis for Christmas. We’re both in college at Northwestern. I’m a freshman and she’s a junior. Two years difference in age. If she wasn’t my Sis, I’d have long ago tried everything I could to get in her pants. She oozed sex. Everything about her screamed it: her smile—enchanting, her long blond hair—enticing, her ass—exquisite, her tits—C-cup perfection. Hell, I masturbated...

Danny’s POVThe next morning, I woke up with a start. It was a Saturday, and my mom was in my room to wake me up. “Danny,” she said while lightly nudging me in the arm. “Wake up, you have company.” “Who is it?” I asked as I sat up. “It’s Rachel. Should I tell her to come up?” she asked. Most parents wouldn’t be comfortable letting their son have a girl in his room, especially after just waking up, still in his underwear, b...

The rising Christmas Eve sun glints off the razor blade as I ease it across my stubbled cheek, the bathroom mirror confirming I need more sleep. The Jones’ do like to talk and the treacherous conditions from the fresh snowfall meant they'd stayed over at the cottage. Wine had flowed. I rinse foam off the blade and as I run it up from my chin, the door flings open, startling me. The blade nicks. “Oww!” With one hand stemmi...

The sun climbed higher into the pristine sky, its rays wrapping my shoulders in soothing warmth. Calm settled over me like a soft tide, lulling my thoughts as I pictured my favorite corner of the park. Cool grass beneath my feet, dappled shade filtering through the trees, birds weaving melodies into the air, and the river’s gentle murmur—each detail grounded me, even as a warm thrill sizzled beneath the surface. A playful...

Frances Nelson was a typical twenty-one-year-old college student. He preferred to be just called Frankie. He was always so horny, always wanting sex, always looking at porn on the net as he wasn't getting laid. His friend, John, came rushing into his dorm room one night and closed the door with excitement while Frankie was sitting on the floor against his bed. "Frankie, you got to play Resident Evil Village, man," he said...