Tied Up: The Gay Dom Next Door

By Jesse Fuchs

He was a completely normal neighbour on the outside. But inside? I was the only one who knew what went on in there. I've sat below this open window for years listening to the groans of the men he takes home each weekend.

I couldn't help but play with myself as I listened. I enjoyed getting off before hitting the town with Adam. He was a little more adventurous than I was, and we usually went our separate ways, but not tonight. Tonight, he would bring me along on one of his sexcapades.

My cravings became much more real after that night. Adam wasn't around this weekend to help me satisfy them, so I decided to find out exactly what happened on the other side of my neighbour's window...

Please note: This book has been professionally remastered from its original form to sate the naughty appetite of man on man readers. It can be found in its original form as Kept by Jamie Fuchs.

This is part 1 of His Neighbour's Secret:
1. Tied Up
2. Snatched
3. Man Handled
4. Escaped

Enjoy your reading time again!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Smutpire Press
• Release date: Jan 14, 2015
• ISBN: 9781311670137

Book preview

Tied Up

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I lay on the bed as he shut the door behind him, his cum dripping out of my asshole, discarded; used. Turning over, I stared up at the ceiling. My heart was still racing from what had just happened. I had come a long way from the innocent boy my parents had raised.

I waited a few minutes before standing up and getting into the shower, one of the few pleasantries in the room. He'd given no indication of when he would return; he kept all the control for himself.

Like the steam that was filling the shower, memories of the weeks leading up to this point filled my mind, and I allowed myself to indulge in them...

Hey, Derrick, Mr. Davis called out the window of his car as he always did. I waved to him as he pulled into his driveway before coming over to have a quick chat while I was setting up a bird bath in front of my house.

How’s school going? he asked. I hear you’re trying to get into med school. That’s got to be tough.

Eh, it’s okay, I guess, I replied.

Keep at it. Nobody likes quitters. If you want something in this life, you have to take it.

I know, I said, smiling shyly at him. I'll try my best.

I don't think he knew what I would be up to later tonight, and I couldn't wait until later. Because of him, Fridays were my favorite day of the week.

Good, he said before returning to his own house, leaving me to my task.

He would go back inside, change out of his boring business casual clothes and into his good stuff, before heading out on the prowl.

I perched myself on the couch near the picture window looking over the street, waiting eagerly for him to return. I enjoyed watching to see what kind of guy he