{ #4 } The Darker Side Of The Moon (MxM || 18+)

Chapter 6 - The Master Dom's Sub

The Darker Side Of The Moon
Book 4 of the Black Moon series
Chapter 6: The Master Dom's Sub

Friday 20 November 2009

"So? You're ready for your first night as a certified Sub at the Black Diamond?" Mick asks as we get off the bus and head together toward the nightclub.

"Yeah! Definitely!" I reply cheerfully.

Yet I feel tingles of nervousness in my belly. I am not scared but a bit anxious about the evening.

Of course, I know what is going to happen there. I was allowed for an evening inside the BDSM club once as a guest about a month ago and I purely loved everything I saw there. Dozens of guys like me; more or less small, either skinny or at best slender, not all super cute but most of them at least average handsome, and clearly bottoms; those who are called Submissives. And then there were the others; bulkier men; not all physically to my tastes, but fuck! There were quite a few sex gods among them! Powerful arms; nice chiseled chests; and sexy as fuck in their fitted leather pants; them Dominants!

And all these people were enjoying themselves, either on a dancefloor, at the bar or in the lounge area. Things were already hot between some of them as they were, but it got even worse when the show began on one of the stages. While a Dom and his Sub performed their scene, part of the audience just watched but others mingled together, yielding to the excitement and lust. Sadly, I wasn't allowed to participate. I was just there as a guest, but trust me that I had never had such a raging hard-on before, and when Master Aaron asked me if I was interested in becoming a member, it didn't take me more than a second to accept. I even wondered what had taken me so much time before I went to see him!

Back to last August and that shameful night my butt was saved by the owner of the nightclub!

I must admit that what he told me that night about submission triggered my interest. The problem is that I didn't follow his advice to call him. The following day, I actually searched for some information on the subject and to say I was titillated by the pictures and videos I saw on the internet would be an understatement. I did read a few blogs related to the lifestyle and it aroused my curiosity.

The mistake I made was to google Gay BDSM in the video section – no way I was going to look for straight BDSM, right? The first video I watched was rather light and after two minutes into it, I had already ejaculated all over my hand. The second one was much harder and involved a rough gangbang with whipping, a metal bar inserted inside the poor guy's penis, and fisting. As much as the gangbang turned me on, the rest clearly dampened my eagerness to look for more.

For a few weeks, I pushed this to the back of my mind. It didn't help that the end of the summer was getting near and that my usually very tolerant parents became a bit irritated by my idleness. I had graduated from high school the year before but not sure about what I wanted to do with my life, my parents had allowed me a sabbatical year to think about my future – year that I spent hanging out with friends, getting in fights and keeping as inactive as a sloth while I pretended looking for a job. I managed to hide most of this to my parents, but I just couldn't deny the obvious: I still had no job.

Their patience ran a bit too thin and they threatened to kick me out of the house if I hadn't found anything by the end of the month. My parents would have never done that, I know. But for once, I decided to be a good son and got a job in a food store. I don't like working indoors and there's nothing exciting in restocking shelves but at least I was making a bit of money. Was. Past tense. I lost the job after I argued with a customer – it was his fault; not mine. I didn't like the way he called out to me with a hey twink! That was in early October and I went back to lazing at home for a few days before I would start looking for a new job.