Renew, a Hammer story is out!

Sharing your problems with your master always makes things better, but it's a lesson every sub needs to relearn now and then. Jim, Montana and Jeremy are no different and a get together at the Hammer has them reminiscing about how Marcus, Billy and Simon have helped to make everything better, once they were in the loop about their subs' problems.

Join these three popular Hammer couples as they celebrate their lives together.

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They made it up to the door, then into the front room where Jeremy's wheelchair waited. His lover eased himself down, sighed softly. Kneeling at Jeremy's feet, he began the process of taking off Jeremy's prosthetics.

Jeremy looked away, not meeting his eyes. "Tell me they look okay."

"They look fine." He cupped Jeremy's stumps, rubbing them.

They were red, hot, and Simon would encourage his lover to let them rest tomorrow, but there weren't blisters or tears, even bruises.

"G...good. Good. Simon." Jeremy spread, pushed into his hands.

He leaned up, brought their mouths together. He had his lover. He had Jeremy.

Jeremy opened for him, and he pushed, hands cupping and tilting the man's face. He knew what Marcus was feeling, knew about the fear of losing. He was going to take Jeremy, push and make his gorgeous lover scream.

Their lips parted slowly and he rested their foreheads together, panting softly. "Okay, love. Upstairs. I have those plans, after all."

"Uh-huh."

He pushed Jeremy over to the stairs and they got the man into the chair that would carry him up the stairs.

"I'm going to go ahead and pick out the toys I want to use tonight."

Jeremy nodded as the chair began its slow ascent. "Sounds good to me."

"See you upstairs, love."

Simon climbed the stairs and went into the bedroom, pulling the covers back, setting out Jeremy's pillows. He wanted Jeremy spread and desperate, focused on nothing but his touch. He found a sound with a little rose on top and he set it out on the bedside table, along with the lube. A nice fat plug, ropes, a blindfold.

He hadn't undressed, and by the time Jeremy had wheeled into the room, his prick pushed hard against his slacks

"I made it." Jeremy wheeled over to the bed.

"Mmm. So you did." He reached out, fingers sliding through Jeremy's hair. "My stud."

Jeremy kissed his palm, licked his skin.

"On the bed, love."

Jeremy grabbed the hand-grips and moved himself, his entire body tensing as he did. Simon slid his hands over Jeremy's muscles, making a happy noise. His lover flexed, playing a little, pushing into his hands.

"Someone's trying to seduce me." It was working, too. He loved Jeremy's body.

"Always." Jeremy's hand slid down his body, cupped his cock.

"Mmm." He pushed into the touch.

"Dancing makes you need, beauty."

"You make me need."

"Just me?" Jeremy beamed at him.

"Just you, love. Always and only you."

Simon got a slow kiss, then Jeremy winked at him. "Now that we have the mushy stuff out of the way, wanna fuck?"