In Good Hands Compilation: Six Short M/M Erotic Tales (Doctor's Orders)

This compilation contains six short stories that take place between Dr. Carson Moore and Dex Smith, mechanic.

These short stories contain elements of BDSM, Dom/sub interactions, impact play, delay/denial, male lingerie, and semi-public play (in a doctor’s examination room, and in a garage with the door open).

Thoroughly Examined

Dex decides to add a little spice to his anniversary by visiting his favorite doctor for some role-play. Luckily, Carson knows just the kind of medical exam his partner needs.

House Call

Carson isn't the kind of doctor who makes regular house calls, but sometimes, his favorite patient (and partner) needs a little extra attention at home.

Bedside Manner

If Carson teases Dex for much longer, he might combust. Every dirty, filthy word he whispers into Dex's skin is like a promise, and he always delivers on his promises, like a good doctor should. He just likes to take his sweet time doing it.

Services Rendered

When Carson shows up at the garage where Dex works, pretending that his car needs servicing…it’s not the car that gets serviced.

Asking for It

After a week of gentle touches and nothing more, Dex worries life with a mechanic might not be enough for the sexy doctor he calls his own. But maybe Carson is just waiting until Dex asks to be taken apart. Until he begs.

A Lesson in Manners

Dex has been keeping a list of things that need doing around the house, and he plans to check each item off today, one by one. Carson has a to-do list, too, but there’s only thing on his: Dex himself.

Excerpt:

"Please, you don't need to do that, Dr. Moore, I'll be good, I will, I'll—"

Dex is struggling, but not hard enough to displace Carson's hand on his back, and Carson knows he easily could. They've done this enough times; if Dex isn't sobbing 'yellow' or using his safe word, there's no reason to slow down.

"The time for that is past, Mr. Smith. You had a chance to be good. You had a chance, and you chose this. You brought this on yourself."

"Dr. Moore—"

"I take an active interest in the wellbeing of my patients, Mr. Smith. And you clearly need an incentive to take better care of yourself. An incentive to behave, if you will."

Excerpt:

“Um, you see this, this right here?” He points blindly into the engine block, at nothing in particular. “That’s gonna be trouble.”

“Expensive trouble?” Carson’s voice drops into a deeper register, and Dex swallows hard.

“Yep,” he manages in a very manly tone of voice, one that’s mostly not a squeak. “Very expensive.”

“Hm. I suppose this is the point where you’re going to offer me a discount on your very expensive, very necessary services?”

He absolutely was. “Why…why would I do that?”

“Oh, please. I’ve seen the way you’ve been eyeing me since I walked in here.”

Excerpt:

“Don’t make me spank you raw when you’ve been minding your manners so well up ’til now.”

“I don’t make you do anything.