The New Dom Compilation: Three Short M/M Erotic Tales (College Camboy)
This compilation contains three short stories which are also available individually on Amazon as Putting on a Show, Two to Tango, and In Suspension (College Camboy Books 1, 2, 3).

These stories contain elements of BDSM, Dom/sub interactions, bondage (leather cuffs and spreader bars), impact play (crop and flogger), pain play (nipple clamps), sensory deprivation (blindfold and headphones), temperature play (wax and ice), orgasm delay/denial (edging), and exhibitionism/voyeurism.

Putting on a Show

Dylan needs extra spending money this semester, and he isn’t shy about what he likes. Putting on cam shows while his roommate Connor is away seems like the perfect plan—but it’s only a matter of time before he gets caught!

Connor's voice startles him back to the present, so soft as to be almost reverent. “I knew you’d be beautiful like this.”

Dylan almost falls off the bed. He hadn’t even heard Connor come in, or the door shut behind him. His eyes flit rapidly between his roommate and his screen. His screen—Connor can see his screen. “Guys, I’ve gotta go.”

He’s reaching to shut his laptop when Connor freezes him in place with that soft gravel voice. “You don’t have to stop on my account.”

Two to Tango

After Connor walks in on his roommate midway through a cam show—and sticks around—it's a logical next step for him to make an actual guest appearance. Once he gets a taste of Dylan, though, will it ever be enough?

Connor needs to see Dylan's eyes, see his expression, and part of him can't bear the false intimacy, but he pulls the blindfold free anyway, tugs the headphones loose. Dylan's blinking, eyes squinting at the too bright, too sudden light, then those wide, startled eyes are settling on him.

They both freeze for a moment, suspended in time and space and need and agony, and for Connor, it's like coming home and being lost forever, all at once.

He can't close his eyes, and Dylan doesn't look away.

In Suspension

After Connor and Dylan move off campus, they have a lot more space—and a dedicated room for their cam shows. With new hooks in the ceiling and Billy working the camera, things can really heat up!

As if he knows what Dylan’s little shudder and whine mean, Connor adds, “You have to earn it first, sweetheart,” and then the flogger is coming down in a heavy blow across his shoulder, rocking him.

Each blunted strike feels like a punch, forcing air from his lungs and groans from his lips, the blows falling symmetrically on either side as Connor works his way down, avoiding his kidneys and spine. It’s not comfortable, not yet; his brain’s still too alert, too focused, but Dylan aims to endure it, one hiss and grunt at a time. He can do this, he just needs to let go, let everything go.

It’s always easier said than done, letting everything go.