"අනේ.. එත්.. මට ඔයාව එයාට දෙන්න බෑනේ.. ඔයා මගෙ විතරනේ.." "ම්ම්ම්.. දේදුණු එහෙම හිතනවා නම්.. දේදුණුගෙම විතරයි.. ම්.."

❝ ඇයි ඔයා අඬන්නේ ?..... ඔයාට අඩන්න බැරි නිසා...... ❞ ⚠️ Trigger warning: This story contains content that may be distressing to some readers, including themes of sexual assault, drug use, and various mental health issues. Please proceed with caution and prioritize your well-being. This series is exclusively directed to an older audience and should strictly be kept away from minors ! ☯ 𝐹𝑒𝒾 𝐹𝑒𝒾

අතකින් අත ගිලිහෙන්න ඇතිමුත් එක නිමේශයක් හිතකින් අත හැරලන්න.. මදිවෙයි මුළු ජීවිතයක්...🥀 zhanyi fanfiction

"Kneel." One word. One word spoken with a dominant voice and he finds himself shutting down. "What do you want me to do, Mr. President?" "Own me." "Now we're starting, kitten." - Arthit, son of the principal, is an all-around nice guy, basketball captain, top 1 of the batch and the school president; all in all, he's just perfect- but when a mysterious transferred student, Kongpob, beats him in a test, Arthit went to him and promised him he'd do anything for him just so he wouldn't be beaten again. Kongpob just wanted to dominate the president. Arthit realized he is just more than willing. But there's more to the mysterious transferred student than meets the eye. What was once Arthit's perfect quiet world, shattered. /not BDSM kind of dom /BDSM from ch. 23 - 34 Started: 2/21/19 Finished: 8/21/20 Characters are not mine. They are exceptionally well-written characters made possible by the great author named bittersweet, author of Sotus, and Sotus.

" do you think that you can get away with this doctor "squeezing my neck tighter cutting My airways i could only beg "p-please"i felt i second pair of hands pinching my nipples hard over my sweatshirt " A-ah n-no p-please im sor-rry" it's Akim i could guess them all without seeing them , a hard slap was directed to my thighs the third pair of hands can only be Alek s hard and rough with no mercy he was the roughest among them , reminding me to breathe Adrik let go of my neck , stepping away from me i was left with an aching need for their touch again not daring to look up " strip shlyukha" -Alek- "Or do you want us to help you ptitsy"-Adrik- " if we have to repeat ourselves for sure you're not going to like the consequences malenkiy malchik "-Akim- I had no choice i was having a peaceful life as a doctor i never much thought about getting married even if i was nearing my thirtys and i always cherished the silence in my cozy house, until these russian beasts came to ruin everything i called peace in my life . Slow updates

𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙨 𝙬𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙖 𝙩𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩𝙮-𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧-𝙤𝙡𝙙 𝙘𝙤𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙜𝙚 𝙥𝙧𝙤𝙛𝙚𝙨𝙨𝙤𝙧 𝙘𝙖𝙩𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙚𝙮𝙚𝙨 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙬𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙛𝙞𝙖 𝙗𝙤𝙨𝙨𝙚𝙨?

It began with a kiss. It was a New Year's Eve kiss that he wouldn't forget any time soon. - Bram doesn't like a lot of things. He doesn't like the fact that his boss is always calling him topside to switch on his computer. He doesn't like the way his boss stares at him. Bram doesn't like letting his little self go. He doesn't like being little. Xander Lupo has a lot of things. He has the respect, he has enough money to rule, buy and make his own country. He might be the head of the Lupo mafia family, he might be involved in drugs, guns and a lot of other things. He might have a lot. But he doesn't have a little. It takes a gun to his head, being at the wrong place and some stuffies to change his mind.

"Just try it, it will feel amazing." She said wiggling it in front of my face. "Ew, God no." I replied, knocking it under the car seat "You're such a prude man" She snapped, getting out of the car. Aspen carter, the baby of the bunch .He's never went on a date , never had sex or even kissed someone before . In his defense it's so he can stay focused on getting into a great college, to become a chef. Well that takes a turn for the worst when he's finally fed up with his best-friends brother taunts and decides to take matters into his own hands . With an obsession with monkey bread and two overwhelming best friends. Aspen tries his best to make it out of high school in one piece. Well, maybe a few scratches wouldn't hurt. #1 in gay 6/24/2021 #1 in mxm 12/12/2022 #1 in submissives 1/14/2023

[Complete] A mxmxm, mobster threesome story: I have been pretending that I didn't know. I've been pretending that I believed his lie that he was just a simple businessman. But I knew the truth. I knew the truth because we have been friends for ten years now, and these things, you just don't overlook. I've known my best friend since we were fifteen. We've lived together since we were sixteen. It's hard not to see the changes in someone when you see them every day, every night. But he seems to believe that he's had me fooled. But that's alright. I had my own secret too. I was in love with my mobster best friend. A/N: This is a story of a romance between three men. Feel free to click away to another story if this is an uncomfortable topic for you. Best Rankings: #1 in malexmale #1 in gay #1 in threesome #2 in hurt #9 in comfort

AN MXM ROMANCE NOVEL HIS LISCIHKA "I've been married to a woman for 18 years, I-I wouldn't know the first thing about being with a man," I admitted while feeling Ivan's hands making their way under my chin. "I'll teach you, just don't leave me, Oliver," Ivan consoled his voice sounding so gentle yet longing that it drew me in. "This isn't right, Ivan," I muttered positioning my hands on his bare chest. "Why?" Ivan rasped resting his right hand on my waist. "Because... I'm a man, I'm older than you and I have a daughter-" "Why are you making excuses, Doctor?" he growled. "I've never done something like this before Ivan," "As I've said lemme teach you," and with that Ivan gently pressed his lips against mine. His soft lips against mine drew me into an emotion, a feeling I've tried so hard to ignore. His right hand glided down to my ass gripping it hard causing me to groan at such a sensation. "I want to taste your dick, Doctor," he whispered, his baritone singing in my ear. "Ivan," I mumbled breathlessly. "You will let me? Right?" he questioned sinking onto his knees. Oh, God. I gulped as I stared down at the dominating man who kneeled before me. His gorgeous green eyes stared at me while his hands made their way to my zipper. "Ivan," I warned again. "Dah, Lisichka?"