Deep Tissue, a new short series.

Two chapters, one free, both dropping his weekend.

“I glanced in the mirror, the thought crossing my mind for the millionth time in the last hour.

How the fuck did I end up here?

There I was in the reflection—fully naked, straddling the end of the massage table, body slicked and glistening with oil—legs spread, dick locked into position directly downwards. Trapped, pulsing, dripping down the edge.

I was fully splayed, cock and hole exposed—one finger already inside, another primed to enter.

And the fingers in question?

Well, they belonged to Leo, the physical therapist I’d met only a little while before.

Dark. Mediterranean. Ripped. Still fully dressed in his workout attire, the embodiment of professionalism, the sinews of his body just evident underneath their thin microfiber, a mere suggestion.

“Such a good boy,” he said, quietly, voice low.

He was the man who’d promised to fix me, who resembled someone all too familiar.

My father.

The words repeated like a mantra

How the fuck did I end up here?”

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Deep Tissue, parts one and two, drop this weekend, with a free first chapter on Friday…

xx DS