The Video Voyeur

By Marco May

Adrian has only seen Sir on two different nights, but he’s already more taken by him than ever. He still wishes he could see Sir’s masked face, but he hasn’t earned that privilege yet. Besides, it’s all part of Sir’s mysterious charm that continues to intrigue and captivate Adrian more than ever. Maybe there’s even a little crush forming somewhere? Not that Adrian even knows what that’s like since he’s never fallen in love before.

While it’s all mostly physical, Adrian starts wondering if life as just a sub is even good enough. Sure, he’s still a virgin and is in the process of being stretched to better fit Sir’s monster size, so he’ll get to see him regularly for at least another month. But what about becoming Master’s—er, Sir’s slave? For now, Adrian is content, but the thought of enslaving himself isn’t just a coincidence. Of course, whether in person or remote, Sir continues to dominate like Adrian expects him to.

What if, one day, Sir dominates Adrian’s heart?

The Video Voyeur is a 4,500-word short story and part four in a five-part series.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Indie Erotica Collective
• Release date: Jul 23, 2021
• ISBN: 9781005843281

Marco May

I'm an author of gay romance and erotica (college, kink, and age gaps). I’ve been writing fiction for many years, and I find it to be a strong passion that can’t compare to any other interest I have. I started writing erotica secretly at a young age after I’d already been drawing homoerotic content for a while.

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The Video Voyeur

The Masked Master #4

Marco May

Copyright © 2021 by Marco May

All characters are age 18 and over.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, and incidents are either the products of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

Find more books from Marco May at http://www.indieerotica.com/marco-may/

The Video Voyeur

By Friday evening, I wasn’t sure when I’d hear from Sir again after missing the night before. Would we see each other every other night, or would it be random? If only his profile on Kink Me Up could tell me when he’d last been online, but sadly, that was a premium feature.

I still really wanted to see his full face instead of just his hazel eyes and sexy mouth through the spiked, black mask he wore. The mystery was intriguing, like a masked Master, but it was torturous too. After all, he’d seen all of me: a smooth, skinny, and flat-assed twink with dark and fluffy hair who still looked like a total dork at barely eighteen. I didn’t have a big, brown, and uncut cock like many Latino guys had in porn, but he did like my cocklet as he called it.

I could still picture him now, though, and his looks (even if masked) turned me on for him being forty-eight. He was huge in a Hulk sort of way, definitely