Charlie North has neither the time nor the know-how for relationships, complications, or keeping someone happy. It's difficult enough to keep himself satisfied. He just needs something discreet without the hassle of connections. When he's slipped a business card to a club called Illusion, he has every intention of throwing it away, until...it starts burning a hole in his pocket.

He never expected the means to scratch an itch would turn into a wildfire of desire. The man behind the privacy panel leaves him craving more of the same--something he's never desired before. Will he get what he didn't know he was looking for?

Contains male chastity, coercion, sexual discovery, homophobic family member, and self-image issues.