Warning: contains extreme fetish sex and BDSM sex
Hardesty, the sexy and thuggish Washington, D.C., vice cop is an anomaly and conundrum in that he is captive himself to the most extreme gay male vices he polices. That doesn’t keep him from solving his cases or manhandling, to their delight, the very rent-boys of the street who he is set to protect, control, and, as necessary, avenge. Further in his unusual activity, he is roommate and lover to the younger Toby Drake, who is a high-drawer Washington escort. In this fifth Hardesty crime mystery novella, one of Toby’s friends is Sandman, the author of Internet extreme fetish stories. A crazy man, Ian Marcus, had come to town in search of Sandman to use and dominate and, in the process, becomes mistakenly fixated on Toby being Sandman and wanting from a man the extreme fetish acts Sandman writes about and that Marcus is anxious to deliver.
“Tell me, or I’ll fist you,” he growled.
Kit told him. He told him everything he knew about Toby Drake, his friend with the red Lexus, the friend who was a high-drawer escort with an agency under the name of Todd. The friend who would do almost anything for a man who paid for it. He told him how he knew Toby. He told him where Toby lived—what apartment house, what floor, what apartment number. He told him of Hardesty, the hard-assed cop, Toby’s boyfriend and roommate who Marcus would want to avoid.
Marcus smiled, clicked on the link in the story on the screen to a gay male porn fisting video, and, as Kit, exclaiming at the realization that Marcus was going to fist him anyway, arched his back and then his head, glaring at the ceiling . . .