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.

I never planned on kissing my best friend. Now he's all I can think about. The guys and I arranged an overnight camping trip and rented a few cabins. After a long day in the sun, we're relaxing by the campfire. Someone suggests a game of have-you-ever, and things get taken in a surprise direction when my best friend Pete stumbles on a question. Suddenly the only way to make things right is for us to kiss. Not a big deal, right? We're both straight, and we're just friends. But the kiss is electric. And when we call it a night and go to our shared cabin, I can't help myself. It's just me and ...

My best friend Eric has a hot date. And suddenly I wish that date were me. I should be happy for him. He asked out a girl he's been talking to, and she said yes. And lucky her, because Eric is attractive, a seriously hot guy. A guy I can't stop thinking about. Am I really crushing on my best friend, of all people? Suddenly all I want is to be the one Eric is taking out...and the one who ends up in his bed. And as his dinner date draws nearer, I feel desperate, craving him with an ache I've never felt before. I can't let this date happen. I need to tell Eric how I feel...and how badly I want...

Jason stumbled in on me touching myself. But the real surprise was how much it turned me on. Now I'm hungry for it. I thought I would be embarrassed, but the shame was short-lived. What came next was the desire for more. I'm escalating it with Jason, hoping that he'll catch me again. I want to see his face as he looks down at me on the bed. I want to drink in his sexy, shirtless body while he gapes at me. I've never been turned on by another guy before... ...but I think I'm addicted to letting him catch me.

I think I can resist touching myself longer than my best friend can. But when I feel his hand on my leg, everything changes. My best friend Adam is a really hot guy. I've known that all through college. We're both competitive, finding new ways to challenge each other. The competition was Adam's idea—who can abstain the longest? No girls. No touching yourself. Nothing. We shake hands, and the bet is on. He's a relentless, cocky tease, and he's so sure that he's going to win that it drives me crazy. But as things escalate and both of us get more and more pent-up, I have no idea who the ...