Chapter 3

Scott hesitated. “No, I mean, sometimes it made sense for the other men to wear masks. So many of them wore wedding rings, after all.” The past tense struck Scott as sad. “But maybe sometimes that wasn’t safe enough for the men who wanted to take me, so I wanted to be a good boy.”

Bill groaned. “I bet you’re always a good boy. Good, but so horny. I love the tiny tremors shaking your thighs when you’re being penetrated. Sometimes they run through your whole body.”

“That’s…that’s visible on camera?” Tops had mentioned it to Scott before. It was like Scott had chills, and the only way to warm him was to fuck his ass again and again. But he’d had no idea the tic could be seen on-screen.