T. M. Chris
Text says: Behave or I won't even let you watch

Watch Me Watch You

What Kevin got right now was a view of Petey’s ass, the cheeks cupped by a taut stretch of white lace peeking out beneath the red satin of his robe. Beyond Petey was Marcus and his covetous eyes, eating up the beauty that was Kevin’s boyfriend, anticipating what he was about to do to it.

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A man with his shirt off looking at a mirror image of himself

Same Sex

I meet myself at a keg party. Leaning against a counter in an over-bright frat house kitchen, a red Solo cup of the usual half-warm, half-flat, thoroughly-awful beer in hand, listening to my bestie Lydia babble about all the babes in the room as I scan it in pursuit of[…]

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Nipple with ring seen through a woman's fingers


Content warning: this story includes instances of dubious consent I first realized my wife enjoyed a bit of nipple pain early in our courtship when my teeth grazed her nipple and she moaned. I’m not slow to jump on anything that turns a woman on, so I made a point[…]

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A fiery scene with a shadowed male figure, a demon in the background, and the text "One Man's Hell"

One Man’s Hell

The Devil surveyed the man in front of him: slim, short, blond, powerlessly naked against the looming bulk he’d assumed for purposes of intimidation, but not intimidated. The man–Gavriel, his paperwork said–stood strong but not defiant with his hands clasped behind his back and his head down, sneaking little peeks[…]

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Bare-chested man on bed holding handcuffs

He fastens the cuffs …

He fastens the cuffs around my wrists, right one first. I’m right handed, so when my right hand is immobilized I feel immediately restricted, then doubly restricted when the left is immobilized too. He always does the right one first, whether we’re standing or lying, in bed or on the[…]

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