{ #5 } Eclipse Of The Moon (MxM || 18+)

Chapter 61 - And Naughty Evening

Eclipse Of The Moon ~ Book 1 of Aaron
Chapter 61
And Naughty Evening

Saturday 13 November 2004

Calm down, Ron, you can do this.

Just a few more months, it'll make you only a better Dom in the future.

This is what you want, don't you? To become a good Dom, to become a good Master Dom, right?

Every day you spend as a Sub makes you closer to them; each day you spend as a Sub makes you understand them like no one does.

Be thankful for Ivan's severity, he only wants what's best for you, and he is the best mentor you could ever get. At the end of the day, it only shows how much he cares for you.

I quite agree with my conscious, but that doesn't alleviate my anger much. Enough rumination in front of the Subs' room though, all I am looking forward to now is some sexual release, so I take a deep breath and open the door. It's half past eight, so I'm not surprised to find the room almost empty. However, my friend Sam is still here, toying with the rest of a sandwich, and if I judge by the little crease between his eyes and his lips forming a thin line, he's in no better mood than I am.

Hmm... Quite unusual...

Sam is such a cute guy who looks much younger than his thirty years of age, and mentally speaking, his cheerful self often proves immature despite his Finance Director function in a big company. Of course, he takes his job very seriously, and from what I have heard, he is a great manager for his team. I often wonder how his staff would react if they knew that their strict boss is a Submissive outside of office hours.

It's not very common since such men are usually more Dominant-like, but among all the members of the Hell Fire, there are quite a few Subs with what people would consider as high or strong professional positions. Doug is a university teacher. Ronald owns three gyms downtown LA. Miguel is a policeman.

After a full year around these guys, I have gotten to understand that they kind of have two sides to their personalities. One shows a lot of strength while operating at work, which allows them to hold powerful positions and lead impressive careers, while the other wants to surrender everything in their private life and to submit in sexual acts. Miguel once told me that it's their way to escape from the real world of professional expectations, to let the steam off and to break away from the strength they show at work.

Sam is just the same. More or less. His weaker side tends to affect his job because of his anxieties and difficulties to deal with stress, but he loves it and wouldn't renounce for anything. Not even his health. Though it seems like his illness has left him alone for quite a few months now. The new treatments that Marcus prescribed work well and other than a brief flare up he had in August, there hasn't been anything as bad as it was last December.

"What's all that brooding about?" I ask as I take a seat across from him and pull out my club sandwich.

"Oh, you're here at last!?" he exclaims with faint exasperation.

"Yeah, had a busy shopping afternoon with Ivan," I grumble.

"Cool! Did you get nice business suits?"

"What the heck would I do with them suits, huh? I'm a student for fuck's sake! All I need are jeans and tee-shirts."

"But you're going to a business school," he retorts, rolling his eyes. "Don't your classmates dress better than that?"

"Yeah, some do, but most of them dress like me," I reply with a grin.

"Tsk, business schools were more serious in my own time."