Jeff is what Eric's wanted for years, since he admitted to himself that women held few charms for him. Jeff's pretty, self-confident, and oh so hot.

If he wouldn't flirt so much there wouldn't be a problem.

But damn it --

He was kissing Charlie, last night.

Not allowed.

Jeff didn't understand. He should have been perfect; he's so handsome. But even with bruises on his wrists from Eric's hands he didn't get it.

There are rules, and there are consequences.

Jeff will leave as soon as Eric unties him. Maybe he'll have learned something, but he'll be gone for good.

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