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I can't say I'm entirely sure how this happened to me. It wasn't like I meant to end up bound and gagged in my boss' bedroom, his big hands roving over my chest, rubbing my nipples and making me moan. I could feel his beard tickling my neck as he nibbled the shell of my ear, making me shudder. His erection was poking me through his jeans as he cuddled me.

I have to say, I didn't quite mind this turn of events, though. Mister Jones, or I guess, Ryan's hold was comfortable, and there was something intoxicating about being held captive by such a big guy, hostage in his room among his manly scent. I felt drunk in my own arousal, but there was a heady sense of ease, because I had no power to do anything. All the decisions were Ryan's. He was in control, and I loved it.

As his hands wandered across my body and his mouth moved to my neck, I was lost in pleasure, in the moment. My mind could be no further from thinking about how this all could have happened...

My name's Peter. I guess I'm a pretty handsome guy. I kept in shape through college, so I had a nice lean runner's body, and I took good care of my blond hair, always making sure to style it just so for that extra bit of pizzazz. But, well, that history degree really didn't give me many options coming out of school, so I had been desperate when I moved back in with my mom. It was her that got me in touch with Mister Jones.

I remembered him from back when he and his then long-term boyfriend used to babysit me while my mom went on business trips. He had adopted a kid, who turned out to be a little genius, pretty much skipping classes all the way up to high school. By the time I moved back in, the kid was thirteen and starting college.

That's where I came in. Max was able to attend his courses and such online, but he still needed adult supervision while Mister Jones was away or working. So I, as a college graduate myself, was hired as a learning advisor and companion for Max - basically a glorified nanny. I was supposed to watch the kid, make sure he studied, and supervise his interactions with his classmates to make sure none of the college kids were being a-holes. Mister Jones had hired a bodyguard, who only introduced himself as Link, to rake care of Max, and it would be him who prepared the meals and set up outings.

Link was a big guy, definitely ex-military or something, with huge muscles and a high-and-tight crew cut. Very professional and severe. Although he did have a tattoo of the Gay Pride flag on his hip, which I saw when we took Max to the beach and he wore a pair of short red lifeguard trunks. Though he kept me at a distance, he always softened with the kid, looking way more like a dad than Mister Jones did.

I always had trouble thinking of Mister Jones as older. Sure, he was around 46 and a great dad, but I could totally picture him hanging out with my college buddies. He was built like a brick shithouse, with giant biceps that were just short of hulking, so he looked really hot and intimidating in a "holy hell this huge man is sexy" way and not a "oh my god this 'roided out freak is gonna eat me" way. He had wavy hair, honey blond and a little long, and deep green eyes.

Anyway, the trouble really started when Mister Jones came home early one evening, surprising both me and Max. I had set the kid up on watching Avatar: The Last Airbender on Netflix after a long day of him studying and sat back with my laptop checking my TUGS profile and adding some bondage pictures to my personal gallery. Yeah, I liked bondage quite a bit, but in lieu of finding a nearby partner I could trust, since they were in short supply, I just read stories and posted my own, lusting over pictures.

And it wasn't until after Mister Jones had offered me a beer before he had Link drive me home that I realized my laptop was still on the table. Open. To a rather saucy post I had made about having an ultra-crush on this older guy who I wished would tie me up. And his eyes were roving over the screen...
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@Volobond , what a great start! I hope Mr. Jones and his ex-military buddy will spend many happy hours with completely tied up and gagged Peter ;)
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Omigod, @Volobond...

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Love the setup. Can't wait to see where this goes...
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Oh starting a new story I see! Definitely liking the direction of this so far!
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I gulped hard, watching Mister Jones' face carefully. I couldn't tell whether he was disgusted or amused. Sure, I knew that he was gay, but that was no guarantee he'd be accepting of my kinky side.

Mister Jones noticed me watching, and simply kept reading, scrolling down my post of the fantasy I had of him pushing me against the very counter the laptop was on as he handgagged me and roped my arms up; reaching between my legs to cup my package from behind. Kissing me and telling me he'd never let me go, that he'd make me his pet forever... I won't go on, but there was a lot more in that vein.

"I'll... uh... I'll start looking for another job right away." I sighed.

Mister Jones' head snapped up, looking at me in confusion. "What? Why?"

I gulped. "I'm sure you don't want me around after reading... that."

He laughed good-naturedly, smiling at me. "Petey, why would I ever want to let you go?"

I won't deny it; the way he said that, looking at me like I was something amazing... it went straight to my dick, which had totally misinterpreted those words in a naughty context. Images flashed through my mind of him saying the same thing to me while carrying me gagged and bound over his shoulder, and I quickly stepped to the side to the other side of the kitchen island so that he couldn't see my bulge. "Wha- what do you mean?"

Mister Jones grinned, glancing over at the other room where Link was now smiling and watching Avatar with Max. "I mean that my son adores you, and I completely trust you with him. That's not an easy thing to accomplish. Even Link thinks you're a good guy, and he might be more protective of Max than I am."

"Thank you, sir. I'm... I'm really sorry though."

"What? Why?" Mister Jones asked again, before glancing at my computer. "Oh, right. Well, I actually think it's kinda flattering. Cute young guy like you finding me attractive? I'm not gonna fault you for having a fantasy. In fact... I think you'd look really good as my captive."

I nearly choked on my tongue as Mister Jones winked at me. "You... you're into this stuff?"

"Bondage, you mean?" he asked simply. At a shy nod from me, he grinned. "Absolutely. If you want, I can drop you the names of some of the clubs near here, find you a good partner."

"I'm not exactly... at that level yet, I don't think." I said carefully, avoiding saying that I wanted HIM to tie me up. Although something in his knowing smile made me think he knew exactly what I wasn't saying.

"That's okay, too. It's important to stick with what's comfortable for you."

"Yes, sir." I said, blushing hard.

Mister Jones took a swig of beer before smiling at me, moving on from the subject. He had a way of setting me at ease about everything that was... amazing. We talked about Max's progress and how the week had gone, and we were only interrupted by Max kissing his dad's cheek goodnight and giving me a hug before being escorted off by Link. In fact, I had nearly forgotten about it all until suddenly he pulled me close and covered my mouth with his big hand, wrapping his other massive arm around my body to pin my arms to my sides.

"Mmmmph!" I yelled in surprise, although my dick responded quite differently, hardening and twitching. I gave some weak struggles, but I might as well have been trying to budge iron girders for all the good they did.

"Good boy.... just relax." Mister Jones soothed. Gradually, his embrace changed for me, somehow. It didn't feel like confinement as much as a hug. Safe and warm and sturdy. "Heh heh." he chuckled in my ear. "You've been wanting this for a long time, haven't you?"

The handgag, so firm and muffling, softened just enough to allow me to nod.

"Do you want me to tie you up and play with you?"

I nodded desperately, giving a whine from behind his hand. Mister Jones tilted his head and turned mine, pressing a kiss right between my eyes. He gave a soft, deep moan, one I could feel rumbling in his chest, and whispered, "You're mine, Peter."

I immediately came right in my pants. He never called me "Peter." It was always "buddy," or "Petey," or even my favorite, "Pete." Somehow, hearing him say my name made me feel like he owned me, and that aroused me on such a deep level. I melted in his grip, until he was the only thing holding me up.

"Good boy," he chuckled, and if I hadn't just creamed my pants, that would've made me blow all on its own. "I hope that wasn't all you've got in you... I plan on playing with you for a long time tonight."

He didn't let me go; he simply dragged me away, carrying me upstairs to his room. He locked the door behind him and simply tossed me on the bed.

"Mister Jones-" I began.

"I think we're at the point where you can start calling me Ryan." he chided, before tilting his head thoughtfully. "Or, Master, if that works for you."

He winked at me, and I swear my heart stopped. "But what about-?"

"The room is soundproof. We're good. Anything else, boy?"

I gulped, smiling at him for the first time since he had gagged me. "What should I do? Uh... Ryan?"

He grinned wildly. "You're so hot, Petey. I want to make this fun for you. Your fantasy was me capturing you, right? Let's go with that. Roleplay a little. I've invited you up to my room to get something, and now I'm gonna make you my toy. Now, I'll check in with you every so often, okay? You're gonna snap once for me to tell me you're okay. If you need to slow down, two snaps. And if you need to stop altogether, three snaps. Got it?"

I nodded.

Mister Jones - Ryan smirked. "I'm gonna need that in words and snaps, boy."

"Yes sir, I got it." I said, blushing as I snapped.

"Good boy. Now, let's get started."
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Holy shit that chapter was amazing. That was literally the hottest thing I’ve ever read. WOW!! Can’t tell you enough how much I love this.
The way it’s written with just enough detail, I can picture it unfolding as I read it. I can’t wait to watch this story unfold. :D :D :D
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This is really hot! Mr Jones sounds like a dream daddy dom.
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Wow, Ryan is really cool and confident while guiding Peter through the whole bondage thing. It just makes him hotter, haha.
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"Yes sir, I got it." I said, blushing as I snapped.
Omigosh, I realize the snaps are snaps of Peter's fingers, but something snapped to attention for me while reading this! :oops:

What I really like about this tale is the pace you've set for it, @Volobond...not too fast...building up to the scenario...don't let it climax too soon (well, except for poor Peter!! :lol: )
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This is an excellent story so far, and things are starting to heat up! I can’t wait to see what Ryan has planned for him.
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Great story so far! I look forward to seeing where it goes next.

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Volobond wrote: 1 month ago Avatar: The Last Airbender
Great taste! That's my favourite show. :D
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Thank you all for your kind comments! Omg, I did NOT expect so much enthusiasm and I'm so happy! @Socksbound thank you so much, eeeeee! @BDBrit Mine too! Love that show so much.

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I gulped as Mister Jones - Ryan - turned around and pretended to be rifling through the papers at his desk. "Oh, Peter, you're here. Good."

"Uhhh... yes. You, uh, invited me, right?"

He straightened and turned, smirking at me. "I invited you here, right, what?"

I gulped again at the sudden growl in his voice. I was about this close to fainting from lust, and I was already rock hard again. "Uh, sir."

"Good boy; that's better." He said. "I wanted to give you a little bonus for your stellar performance. Head on into the closet, I'll bring the safe key."

I grinned. I could work with this. The hapless employee, tricked into bondage. "Sure thing... sir."

Ryan winked at me, breaking character just for a moment to grab his dick through his jeans, showing me that he was as hard as I was. It made me feel good, that he was as excited as me, and it gave me a fuzzy feeling of happiness, like he had just praised me. I turned and moved towards the door cloest me.

The master bedroom was big, and each side of the bed had its own walk-in closet. But this one was... different. It was upholstered in warm brown tones, smelling of leather and musk. A strange sort of bench with moveable arms and a multitude of straps stood in the center, with all kinds of toys and restraints resting on the shelves built into the walls.

But as I was standing there in shock, Ryan's beefy arms wrapped around me again, his hand once again muffling my voice. He yanked me over to the bed and was already pulling my shirt up and over my head before I remembered this was supposed to be a kidnap.

I cried out, only for Ryan to stuff my balled-up shirt into my mouth. I coughed and sputtered on it long enough for him to quickly bind my arms in a way I had never experienced. Sure, I had played TUGS in college, but this was new. My arms were parallel behind my back and tied that way, and I knew I'd never reach any knots. Rope seemed to wrap itself across my chest to emphasize my lean pectoral muscles, and then suddenly he stopped.

I remembered my established role just in time. "Please, let me go, you mmmmmrrrgh!"

Just in time to be gagged with a silk tie balled up and stuffed in my mouth. Ryan flipped me onto my back so I could see him use his teeth to start a roll of duct tape, his biceps and chest prominent through his button down, which seemed ready to burst at the seams. I moaned loudly as he wrapped the tape around my head once, twice, five times, forming a firm silver ring around my head and ensuring his tie was secure. With my upper body trapped, Ryan quickly slipped my jeans and boxers off all in one great tug, changing his grip to pull off my socks and shoes as well. Then he pulled me to my feet and continued roping me, finishing off the cage of rope in a crotch rope that went under me and right between my buttcheeks.

"You're mine now, boy. My sweet little pet, and I'm not letting you go." Ryan whispered in my ear.

Despite my intial instinct to moan wantonly, I had enough mental strength to try and play my role, and I struggled, the crotch rope shifting in the most pleasant of ways and my skin chafing deliciously against the soft rope. I growled into my gag, and Ryan chuckled.

"Give me a snap if you're okay, Pete." He whispered in my ear, and if being his captive wasn't the hottest thing in the world, his concern for my well-being most certainly was. I snapped my fingers and he practically beamed before his face shifted to that sexy smirk. "Well then, boy, I guess I have to... convince you to stay."

He threw me onto the bed once more (I loved being manhandled by him) and began to slowly unbutton his work shirt, giving those tired seams a break from their work. Slowly he revealed his big muscular chest, his nipples hard from arousal, a sexy tattoo of a dragon curling over his shoulder from his back and roaring on his right pectoral. I tried to gulp again, but the gag blocked me and instead I gave a strangled moan.

He crawled over me then, trapping my bare legs between his jeans-clad ones, and simply laid on top of me. He was a massive man, and heavy, and as he slowly pressed his full weight over me, my face pressed against his chest, my crotch against his, his legs over mine, I had the heady sensation that he really could do whatever he wanted to me. He was enormous, so much bigger than me, and just from the sensation of being dwarfed and immobilized by his body, I felt like putty. My brain was starting to feel numb with lust as I realized my dick was grinding up against his denim-covered bulge, and suddenly I was aware of him moaning and I went into another spiral of lust.

"Pete? Nod for me if you're still good." Ryan whispered, suddenly lifting off of me to examine my face and be sure he hadn't crushed me or my enthusiasm. I nodded vigorously and he grinned in delight.

He swung himself over to my side and pulled me close against his bare chest, both arms curling around me. He craned his neck to nibble at the shell of my ear, his whiskers tickling my neck. His big hands roved over my chest, flicking at my hard nipples, making me arch against him and moan with abandon. I could smell him all around me, on the sheets, behind me, all around, and I was lost to it all. I could do nothing, couldn't resist, could only writhe and moan in pleasure and try to grind against the jeans behind me in the hopes of helping Ryan attain the same pleasure I was getting.

And then his hand reached my dick and I nearly blacked out.

"So good for me, Peter. Such a good boy." he whispered, kissing my cheek, my neck, the back of my head. All the while he was slowly pumping me and ignoring my pleading whimpers for more, more, more.

Ryan moved again, once again crawling over me, except now he was removing his jeans, and slipping out of his bright red boxer briefs. He grinned before pressing down again and kissing my tape-gagged mouth, moaning loudly. He stared into my eyes and I marveled at just how green his eyes were.

I was so busy looking at them that I didn't even hear the pop of a bottle of lube until big Ryan's slicked hand was wrapping around both of our dicks, jerking both of us off at once. I swear, my eyes were rolling back in my head and I was grateful that I was so well-gagged, because I have no idea what would have come out of my mouth at that moment.

I must have blacked out when I finally came, because I suddenly found myself ungagged and lounging against Ryan in his bed as he gently wiped cum off my chest with a damp rag. "Hey there. You're back."

I smiled lazily. "That was amazing." I gave a weak little writhe in my bonds, but I really didn't want to get out.

He kissed me gently, and I sighed into his mouth, deliriously happy, even though he suddenly looked nervous and vulnerable.

"So, uh... was this a one-time thing?" he asked softly. "I don't wanna pressure you into anything or anything like that..."

I grinned. "Hey, you've got me tied up... you can keep me as long as you want."

"But do you want that?"

I struggled to sit up until he finally took pity on me and leaned down for me to kiss him. "Hell yeah, sir."

Ryan grinned. "Good. Then I'm gonna keep you forever boy. Just like you wanted."

"Thank you, sir."

He untied me, saying he wasn't confident in leaving me tied up overnight, but then he pulled me close into a loving embrace, drawing the covers up over us. He winked at me before turning out the lights and covering my mouth with his hand, pinning my arms with the other. Even in sleep, I was bound by him.

And little did I know, my life was about to get a lot kinkier.
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I'd love to have a partner like Ryan. He's hot AND attentive, not to mentionhe knows his way around ropes.

Excellently written as always.
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Volobond wrote: 1 month ago Avatar: The Last Airbender
Great taste! That's my favourite show. :D
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Great taste guys! I just finished binging ATLA and have moved on to Korra. Such a great show!
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Apologies for being so late to the party @Volobond
Slowly catching up to some of the stuff I missed this past week.

Congratulations on starting yet another fantastic tale!
Ryan sounds like a swell guy, indeed!
He crawled over me then, trapping my bare legs between his jeans-clad ones, and simply laid on top of me. He was a massive man, and heavy, and as he slowly pressed his full weight over me, my face pressed against his chest, my crotch against his, his legs over mine, I had the heady sensation that he really could do whatever he wanted to me. He was enormous, so much bigger than me, and just from the sensation of being dwarfed and immobilized by his body, I felt like putty. My brain was starting to feel numb with lust as I realized my dick was grinding up against his denim-covered bulge, and suddenly I was aware of him moaning and I went into another spiral of lust.
As a serious fan of size play and fooling around with guys who are substantially lighter and smaller than me, this scene in particular pressed all the right buttons.

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“If being his captive wasn't the hottest thing in the world, his concern for my well-being most certainly was“

Sorry, to IT illiterate to know how to quote from the text...

I FELT this sentence. It’s so true!
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I love a story where I try to live vicariously through the characters, and man do I wish I was Peter! Bound, gagged, and pleasured on a bed by an older handsome man? Sign me up! :D
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For the next week, I stayed over with Ryan. I claimed to my mom I was bunking with some old friends from college for the week, and she believed me, glad to get some space, even though we didn't see each other much as it was.

The days progressed as usual. Ryan would head to work, I'd take care of Max, Link would watch impassively and give me his disapproving looks. And at night, Max would go to bed shortly after his dad got home, wherupon he would morph from hot dad to kindly kidnapper and drag me to his room.

Usually I went home on the weekends, since Ryan was off and typically spent all day with Max. This time, Ryan kept me captive in his room the whole time. Saturday was a day of edging, and Sunday was when he left the milker on me.

He would kiss me and hold me all night, always handgagging me or rolling on top of me, nearly crushing me with his incredible size and weight. Even after I had been milked dry that Sunday, being dwarfed by him again made my spent cock twitch with interest.

That Monday morning, I felt a bearded face bury itself in my neck, tender lips pressing against my skin. "Mmmm... morning, handsome."

I blushed and tried to move, but Ryan's hands instantly trapped me against him, leaving me no choice but to take the affection. "Morning."

"Ugh, Petey, I don't want you to leave." My hunky Master sighed as he let me go, his green eyes sorrowful. "I've really liked being with you each night."

"Me too." I agreed. I laughed as I went to pull on clothes. I had run out of emergency spare clothes I had in a bag in my car, which I always kept in case, and now I was reusing a third outfit. "You could kidnap me again if you wanted."

"Tempting." Ryan chuckled. "Or you could just live here."

I froze. "Are... are you serious?"

Ryan blushed, grinning boyishly. "Well, yeah. I know you've been wanting to move out of your mom's place for a while, and I thought maybe...you could come here."

He took my stunned silence as hesitation. "It's okay if you don't want to! I thought maybe you'd like to move in here, or you could live in the guest cabins with Link if it's too much... it's just... I wanna take care of you, Pete. I want you to be my boyfriend."

"Boyfriend?" I gulped.

Ryan nodded, looking more vulnerable than ever. "I don't play these games with just anybody. I really like you, Petey. You're sweet, and funny, and you're quick as a whip, and you like being tied up. Literally perfect."

I threw myself at him, smashing my lips against his, moaning as I felt his big arms wrapping around me in surprise. Ryan grinned and pulled me back into bed.

"So... can I take that as a 'yes,' boy?"

I nodded, kissing his big broad chest. "You can take that as a 'hell, yes,' Sir. To all of it."

But unfortunately, our playtime would have to be delayed. Ryan had already planned a trip for him and Max to go visit his brother Charles and his new husband, and they'd be gone all week. Still, he told me that Link would help me move in, and would introduce me to some other facets of the kinky lifestyle he led. I was pretty excited. I even told Ryan that I hoped he wouldn't mind me staying on as Max's learning advisor - which made Ryan drop everything to kiss me and call me perfect again.

Ryan was able to sneak enough time in that day to grab me, cuff me to a chair, stuff a few bandanas in my mouth, and jerk me off while he teased my nipples with his mouth. But far too soon, he was kissing me goodbye, promising to tell Max about us during the trip and to text me every night. And, rather ominously, told me I was under the command of Link.

The mysterious bodyguard immediately told me to hurry along. "Let's get your stuff. We've got a lot of things to show you this week."
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You already have me with the bondage, mate, but...
Ryan blushed, grinning boyishly. "Well, yeah. I know you've been wanting to move out of your mom's place for a while, and I thought maybe...you could come here."

He took my stunned silence as hesitation. "It's okay if you don't want to! I thought maybe you'd like to move in here, or you could live in the guest cabins with Link if it's too much... it's just... I wanna take care of you, Pete. I want you to be my boyfriend."
Now you really have me hooked, tapping into the romantic in me! 😘

The mysterious bodyguard, though...I bet he knows how to keep a body well guarded!

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Volobond wrote: 1 month agoBut unfortunately, our playtime would have to be delayed. Ryan had already planned a trip for him and Max to go visit his brother Charles and his new husband, and they'd be gone all week.
Is this what I think it is? A crossover?

Great story, I'm so jealous, Ryan sounds perfect!
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@Volobond Absolutely fantastic, my friend!

I envy your ability to keep a fluid pace while at the same time giving us the right amount of details to make this fantasy world comes to life.
Those nighttime bed scenes must've been wild and fun for the both of them.

I really like the fact that Ryan is so handsy and physical with his ward.
Reminds me a lot of his brother Charles 8-)


Can't wait for more!
I wonder what Link will have in store for our protagonist.
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CorbD91 wrote: 1 month ago Is this what I think it is? A crossover?
Lol couldn't resist! Yes, Ryan's brother is Charles from Bluebeard's Husbands, who is a doting uncle to little Max.

And thank you @bondagefreak for your kind comments! I've been on a kick of writing big manhandly guys and I love it! ;)

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Okay, so Ryan had told me I was under Link's command. Which, I had to admit, was really hot. Like I was a pet that Ryan wanted to make sure was looked after. So I eagerly followed Link into the car and let him takm e us to my mom's house... where he told me to stay in the car.

It gave me the chance to ogle him. He was dressed far more casually than usual, in a red and whie raglan shirt and jeans, both of which were snug on his muscular frame. He still wore his aviator glasses, but I knew he had real sexy hazel eyes that seemed to change color.

He ran a hand over his short brown hair as he directed a pair of movers into my mom's house, telling them where to go. They didn't seem to mind packing all my stuff into boxes for me, especially since they weren't taking any furniture.

Link nodded at me as he entered the car. "They know what to do. Now, would you like to know my plan?"

He took his sunglasses off and fixed me with his eyes. I nodded, and he gave me a small smirk. He looked even more handsome when he wasn't frowning.

"Good boy." (Not the same kind of thrill as when Ryan said it. But definitely something.) "I've been good friends with Ryan for a long time. He trusts me when he needs to get his sub fix."

"Ryan's a switch?" I asked.

"A vers." Link corrected. "He's mostly a Dom, but sometimes he likes to be tied up. But until you came along, Ryan would generally need to go to the club to find a sub."

"Okay..."

"So, I thought for the first night, we show you off to the club, announce that Ryan is off the market."

"Is it a kink club?"

"Yes and no. It's a tasteful, private club for men like us. Less discotheque and more like a members-only place." Link said, smiling softly. "In fact, we have a few permanent guests at home who are also members."

"What? But only you and Max and Ryan live-"

"You never got out to the guest cabins, did you?" Link chuckled. "No matter, you'll meet them. Ryan actually introduced me to my own boyfriend at the club, and now he lives in my cabin with me."

Ryan had a huge property, by the way. Like, really huge. Ringed with a fence, he had enough space for a whole golf course. And a little ways from the big house was a little village of guest cabins - basically a little over a half-dozen little cottages. I had only ever seen them from far away, and all I knew was that Link lived in one.

"So, what'll it be like at the Club?"

Link chuckled, putting his aviators back on and starting to drive. "You'll meet and greet some friends, have a drink or two. If you want you can play a little with someone. Even me if you like. But mainly we'll be showing you off as Ryan's boyfriend. That way people know he's serious about you."

I blushed. "He's... serious about me?"

Link didn't bother to look at me. "Of course. I've never seen him so head over heels for anybody. Now, relax. Let's get to know each other. I think you're a good guy. Max loves you, and I know you'd do anything tor that kid, so you're good in my book."

It took about an hour to get to the city, so we had plenty of time to talk. I found out Link used to be military but left the service. He had a long term boyfriend who he used to play-kidnap and tie up, who had convinced him to get the Pride Flag tattoo on his hip. He had only ever been dommed by two guys, one by the name of Mitch, who had really liked to immobilize him, and the other a guy named Axel, a regular at the Club, who loved to tickle and milk him. And I learned that he thought of Max as a son or at least a nephew, and Ryan as his best friend.

"So... you wanna walk in, or do you really want to make a splash?" Link asked, a little mischievously, as we parked in the Club's private parking garage.

"I... it's up to you, Sir."

Link chuckled. I really liked this softer side to him. "Good answer. Good boy. Alright, then. I've got just the thing...:
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@Volobond this is a remarkable story indeed. I love how it's developing and every time you post a chapter I cant wait to see what will happen. Great job! :)
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Kudos to you @Volobond 🙌🙌

The characters are what really draws me into the story. Peter is a young man, who is still not quite sure of himself, so taking direction from older men is almost natural.

When I first started reading the story, I figured Ryan would turn into this serious businessman who is a stern Dom. But there's a vulnerability to him. He's not sure whether Peter (or Petey...I like him using that diminutive 👍) will reciprocate his feelings for him.

And then there's Link. I'm really drawn to him. Here's the manservant who is really a Master. I'm interested in where you'll take him as a character. and I cannot wait for you to introduce his boyfriend who lives on the estate with him.

Thank you, @Volobond
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