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RotherhamMan: Twisting Muscles, Superheroes, and Fantasies That Go Deep

Looking for stories that push boundaries and get your blood pumping? Meet RotherhamMan, a writer of unapologetically horny, often intense, and always imaginative gay kink fiction. If you’re into muscle growth, superhero corruption, or otherworldly domination fantasies, you’re going to want to explore his work.

“I write all sorts of gay kink that turns me on,” says RotherhamMan — and he absolutely delivers on that promise.

RotherhamMan launches a page on SubscribeStar to showcase his male erotic fantasy fiction

 

This author’s fiction dives headfirst into a world of fantastical muscle, erotic transformation, power play, and dark pleasure. His stories often play out in warped versions of well-known sci-fi classic universes, with characters being twisted, trained, or transformed in every way you can imagine — and a few you probably haven’t.

His works include scenarios like:

  • A captured space marine brought to heel by the very alien bugs he was trained to destroy.
  • A twisted take on the Avengers, where Spider-Man becomes the center of a dark and intensely sexual “training” program.
  • Darkseid empowering villains to break the Justice League in every possible sense.
  • Muscle-pumped experiments turning Captain America and the Winter Soldier into brawny, brain-drained beasts with insatiable appetites.

RotherhamMan is a commission-friendly author, too. “I’m usually open for commissions and while I do a lot of superhero stuff I’m not limited to it,” he explains. “No need for anyone to think I don’t have other interests or am not open to anything. Obviously I have a whole bunch of kinks and will write them with enthusiasm.”

You can explore RotherhamMan’s full library of work on Archive of Our Own, or connect with him and support his writing through his Linktree. He’s also active on X (formerly Twitter) and Blue Sky. You can also access his commission form on Google by clicking here.

If you’re interested in early access to his latest work, he’s also started releasing content on itch.io. “The stories I haven’t yet started posting on the SubscribeStar are available there for anyone who want them in advance,” he says. “If things go well there I might start writing more original works of my own that I’m excited about but don’t have a lot of incentive for.”

If erotic fiction that blends kink with superheroes, sci-fi, and dark fantasy sounds like your thing—RotherhamMan is a name you’ll want to remember!

New book coming by ty dehner: The Metalbond stories

Metalbond readers are familiar with the erotic male BDSM fiction of ty dehner, who has been submitting his short stories to Metalbond for some time. Coming August 1, 2025, ty is bringing together over twenty of these short stories into a book. This special collection will include two never-before-released short stories.

ty dehner The Metalbond stories

You can pre-order this collection for Amazon Kindle right now! The digital and print version will be released on August 1.

To pre-order, click here

My Pal Jock Becomes a Bounty Hunter – Part 03

By Hunter Perez

“Don’t panic, Bingo,” I said to myself. “Try to stay calm and keep your movements to a bare minimum.”

Keeping still was not a problem, considering I was hogtied with a heavy tarp on top of me and a dirty mattress underneath me. The horse bit gag in my mouth shut off my ability to speak, the zip tie-connected manacles kept my wrists and ankles in place, and the chastity cage kept my cock locked within a tight metallic confinement. The only unfettered movement I could make involved the raising and lowering of my head, and I constantly tried to look up to the vent separating my imprisonment from the driver’s cabin where Jock was talking back to a sports radio show while he sped me to Pittsburgh.

Not panicking, however, was another matter. I had no idea what awaited me once Jock handed me over to the officials that wanted me in jail. Would anyone listen to me once I got to Pittsburgh? Would they acknowledge that this was all a mistake and that my case was dismissed five years ago? Or would they be like Jock and ignore my protestations while making me a prisoner?

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One-Day Event: Ropedweb Retrospective from ty dehner

Today only (New Year’s Eve 2024), leather scribe ty dehner is sharing on his website the Ropedweb Retrospective that he showed recently at CLAW Leather Thanksgiving. He is also posting one of the original Ropedweb videos.

“This will be a one-day event as i move on from the 25 years of Ropedweb,” ty says.

leather scribe ty dehner

 

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My Pal Jock and the Night Before Christmas

By Hunter Perez

It was around four in the afternoon on Christmas Eve and I was in my apartment flicking the television remote control in search of something to watch. I planned to be alone for the holidays and, to be frank, I was enjoying my time to myself. Then my phone rang and I saw it was from Jock.

“Bingo, can you do me a great favor?” Jock said in a voice that sounded somewhat more tremulous than his normal tone. “Can you please drive me upstate this evening?”

“Can I drive you?” I asked, confused by the request. “You know I don’t have a car. What’s wrong with your car?”

“There’s nothing wrong with my car,” he responded. “I just got a call from the hospital – Dad was brought in with a heart attack. I was planning to drive up tomorrow morning to see him for Christmas, but I need to be there now. The news of his being in the hospital sort of shook me. With the way I feel I don’t feel comfortable doing that drive.”

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Arresting

By ty dehner

With his head bobbing to the beat of the music coming from the speakers in his SUV, Austin Dougherty’s mind was not focused on the road passing under the tires of his Carmine Red Porsche Cayenne. Sitting in the driver’s seat wearing black Adidas pants with the triple white stripes down the legs, his right foot, wearing white Stan Smith shoes, was hovering over the gas pedal in case he had to quickly get his machine out of cruise control. Austin was in a black Adidas jacket wearing a white high performance t-shirt under, the shirt having the logo of the major league football team he plays for. The quarterback kept his tight leather gloved left hand firmly gripping the top of the steering wheel.

Heading east through Banning, California, on Interstate 10, the lights of all the fast food establishments on the side of the highway kept the night from being fully dark as the headlights on his Porche illuminated the cracks in this heavily used section of the interstate. The cruise control was set at eighty since Austin has several freeway lanes as the concrete ribbon cuts through the pass between San Gorgonio Mountain on the north and Mount San Jacinto to the south.

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A Small Gathering

By David Cody Ledon

Prologue

Cameron had been waiting in the bus station for over three hours. As his bus approached, he stood and picked up his knapsack and walked outside to meet it. He was a handsome, somewhat diminutive young man, at 5-foot-7 and 150 pounds. But he had a solid, athletic build, and large dark brown eyes, set into an attractive face. He had a great smile too, although he had not displayed that recently.

It was probably not an understatement to say that this had been the worst day in his 23-years long life. His day had started at the lawyer’s office for the county, where he had signed over the deed to his family home. His mother had left him and his father 10 years prior, to parts unknown. His father had little use for him until he developed heart problems, after which Cameron had been forced to care for him, and endure his verbal abuse, until his death about two months ago. After his passing, it became clear that he had not paid any taxes on their decrepit house for several years, and the tax burden on the house far exceeded its value. Cameron sold what he could to raise a few hundred dollars in cash. That, and the few pieces of clothing in his knapsack comprised his worldly possessions. His father’s demands had pretty much prevented him from making any friends in high school or from having a social life. No one was there to see him off.

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