By Tommie Sharpe Copyright ©2026 Tyler hated how quiet his apartment felt at night. The walls hummed with the faint drone of his neighbors’ televisions, but otherwise it was just him, alone with the pale glow of his laptop. His pants were already around his ankles. The video playing was one he’d told himself he wouldn’t click again: two men kneeling side by side, their mouths working hungrily up and down a stranger’s cock, their faces slick with strings of pearly spit. Tyler’