Happy Birthday, Baby

Kennedi Massy
Nov 3 · 3 min read

Jaylen lay unmoving. The ropes that bound his recumbent body constricted his chest. His weighty eyelids flittered as he came to. Darkness flooded his eyes. His muscles tightened. The cold, concrete floor nipped at his skin. He sank his teeth deeper into the cloth wedged between his lips.

Beautiful black man covering his face in red lighting
Beautiful black man covering his face in red lighting

The clangor of condensation falling on distant metal pipes was soon masked by creaking on some stairs. Jaylen writhed across the ground…

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Kennedi Massy

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Indie writer exploring human sexuality through erotic fiction, romance, and the occasional non-fiction piece.

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