A Good Show

Erotic short. A captain watches his sailor put through his paces.

A little erotica, cis M/trans M, 600 words! More of Captain Tom Warren and Samuel Coates with a third — some voyeurism, overstimulation, a few tears, D/s, and a little DP!

Tom sat back, his legs spread apart, his hands on the arms of the big chair he’d settled in. He felt rather like the king in his throne, and he was being attended to in much the same manner — this was a mollyhouse he’d been to many times before, and the madam, a woman taller than he was with the shoulders of a carthorse and the most delicate lips anyone had ever had, always saw that he was waited on hand and foot. They were old friends.

The man fucking Coates was smaller than he was — smaller than the both of them were.

Tom was thin, and although he was tall and square all his muscle was wiry; Coates, being only five feet and eight, was big and fat and brawny, fat enough that none of the boys so much as batted an eyelid at his tits or would even be able to see he didn’t have a cock half the time, and even if Tom asked, he knew they’d probably not have a bloke in most mollyhouses that matched Coates or Tom for size, but that wasn’t really what they needed.

He had a decently sized cock and a good bit of strength behind his hips, but more than that, he had stamina, more fucking stamina than Tom had, and Tom had paid for the night.