Three years and Stefan's yet to find that certain someone who can take him to the precipice of lust, dangle him over the abyss, and shove him headlong into the darkness of his own desire. Someone who drives him to the edge but won't let him fall. Someone he can trust completely, body and soul, someone he can lose himself in. When a local gay bar called the Code hosts a fetish night, Stefan goes looking to be conquered.<br><br>There Stefan meets the man of his dreams, known only as "Master." But when put to the test, can he prove himself worthy of such a man?

Mastering Stefan

There at the bar, the guy sinks down to squat


in front of Stefan’s stool. Still silent, he turns Stefan to face


him, spreading Stefan’s legs until he’s between them. His wide eyes


watch Stefan closely, his thin, unsmiling lips not betraying any


emotion while Stefan struggles to hold back. He wants to throw


himself at this man—he wants to be ravished, torn into from behind,


latex stripped away as this stranger barrels inside. He feels his


heart beating where the boy-shorts cut into his upper thighs and


wants to beg this stranger to take him now. But more than that, he


wants to be taken without having to ask.


Stefan’s shorts—just the leg where his dick pulses. He peels the


latex an inch or two away from Stefan’s cockhead; the shorts are


too tight to allow anything more. Some part of Stefan’s mind


whispers that his dick is out in front of a couple of hundred


people, what the hell’s he doing here? But the mere fact that he’s


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