Early Bird Sneak Peek: “Room 126”!

Hi all! It’s time for another Early Bird Sneak Peek, where I share a glimpse at the story my lucky Early Bird patrons will be enjoying next Saturday thanks to their pledges at my Patreon page! Of course, if you’re not an Early Bird patron, you’ll still get a story next week–“Remind Me to Forget”, teased previously as an Early Bird story, has already been submitted to the EMCSA. But the Early Bird patrons will be getting “Room 126” (MC MM)!

There’s a hotel downtown, one Ronald is sure he’s never been to before. He doesn’t know why he’s there now, walking into the lobby and asking for a key to Room 126. All he knows is that he’s following an irresistible compulsion… one that doesn’t stop once he gets inside. Here’s a taste:

Maybe he was dreaming. Maybe this was all a dream, and he was just following the dream logic to nowhere. Any second now, he would make his way to Room 126, and it would contain a giant spider or something, and he’d wake up and get ready for work. He’d forget this place, forget the dream, and it would all just fade to the back of his mind leaving nothing but a little twinge of confusion whenever he walked into a hotel lobby and subconsciously expected it to look dilapidated and mysterious. He walked a little faster, trying to get it over with.

He made his way to Room 126. He unlocked the door with the key. He opened it. There were no spiders, giant or otherwise. There was just a hotel suite, with thick beige carpeting and light blue wallpaper and a double bed that took up almost half the room. It didn’t look like the rest of the hotel; this room had been renovated recently. All the furniture was new, expensive, and very tasteful. The blinds were drawn. The only light came from a single lamp on the bedside table.

Ronald went inside. He carefully took off his suit, folding each piece of clothing one at a time and setting it on a tasteful Herman Miller lounge chair, then went to lie down naked on top of the covers. He noticed idly the way that his dark skin contrasted vividly with the white bedspread, and the arrangement of the pillows that perfectly supported his head so he could stare down at his own cock. He was very hard, he realized. He had no idea why.

Hope you enjoy it!

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