Chapter Five
Phil held Terry’s hand in a firm grip as they made their way up Master Gerard’s driveway in the Hollywood Hills.
It wasn’t an official gathering night and they hadn’t reached the point in their D/s where Phil demanded high protocol whenever they interacted with other members in the lifestyle.
Tonight, it was all about figuring out what the story was with Anson and his so-called Master.
Wouldn’t mind getting to know Gerard better, though.
The desire to make some friends in the lifestyle had built the more he and Terry had explored their burgeoning Master/sub relationship.
Eric was always there for him when he needed advice, but socializing with like-minded people locally would be a great boost for them, Terry included.
If he was friends with subs who weren’t a hot mess the way Anson was, Phil was certain it would help ease some of his boy’s fears and concerns.
“You’re sure you don’t want me to kneel next to you? I did when we were here the first time. I’m totally okay with it, even though it’s only Gerard and Marco who’ll be there.”
Phil halted then considered his sub. The expression Terry radiated back at him was earnest. “It would greatly please me if you feel you’re ready.”
“I’m ready.”
Terry’s grin was all the confirmation Phil needed.
Maybe I should quit trying to control his progress so intensely.
The compulsion to go slow was so strong in Phil, he might’ve been missing some of Terry’s cues.
He’d believed all along that Terry would make an ideal submissive.
It was time to not only let him embrace it, but to push his boundaries even more.
“Very good, you make me proud.” Phil dropped Terry’s hand. “In which case, I want you to walk two steps behind me, eyes lowered. You’ll kneel to my right when I sit down. Understood?”
“Yes, Sir.” Terry complied immediately, the hint of a smile still on his lips.
Within mere seconds of knocking on the door of Gerard’s stately home, Marco appeared.
“Good evening, Sir.” Marco spoke softly with a light Spanish accent. He also only wore his collar, nipple rings and a cock cage. “Would you follow me, please?”
Phil cleared his throat. “Thank you.”
The small, fey man led them to the expansive, open living room where the majority of the guests would gather on Gerard’s BDSM nights.
Phil couldn’t stop gaping at Marco’s impressive bubble butt as it swayed back and forth.
I see what Terry meant. That particular part of Marco’s anatomy was quite impressive.
“Hello, Master Phil, Terry.” Gerard rose from one section of the black, microsuede couch. “Please, have a seat wherever you’d like.”
Gerard indicated to the large area. In addition to the L-shaped sofa and a matching love seat directly across from it, there were a number of plush chairs, all with armrests and big enough to easily accommodate two men.
Phil’s mind flashed to some of the activities he’d witnessed on the various pieces of furniture the two times he’d visited Gerard’s place before.
He coughed into his fist, averting his gaze. Mustn’t get hard.
Phil chose the section of the couch perpendicular to where Gerard had reseated himself.
Terry dropped to his knees next to Phil exactly as he’d been commanded.
Phil petted Terry’s head in silent acknowledgement that he was pleased.
Marco remained standing next to Gerard, head bowed and hands clasped behind his back.
Gerard glanced at Marco. “Good boy.” He returned his attention to Phil.
“I hope you don’t mind, but Marco has been hiding from me, and since Eric shared with me originally that you and your boy are working on a 24/7 dynamic, I felt it was appropriate to continue his discipline for your visit.
” Gerard gazed down on Marco with clear affection.
“Public nudity symbolizes vulnerability. This is a reminder to him that he can be vulnerable while also remaining safe.” Gerard stroked Marco’s head. “Always safe with me.”
Phil smiled in way of reassurance. “I don’t mind at all. Instead, I feel honored that you would recognize the seriousness of my goals for mine and Terry’s relationship.”
Gerard smiled back, his gaze holding Phil’s. “Excellent. Then let’s relax and try to figure out what’s been going on. What can I get you to drink? I won’t be having anything alcoholic since I’ll be doing a scene later with Marco and my doorman, Marty. But it’s available if you’d like to partake.”
Terry made a small choking sound and Phil petted his head again, wondering if the inferred sharing had his sub worried somehow.
Gerard continued, “And of course, I also have soda, juice, sparkling and regular water.” Gerard chuckled. “And espresso if you need a late-night jolt of energy.”
Phil chuckled back. “No, that’s the last thing we need. My boy has to be on the set early in the morning. The sparkling water would be wonderful for both of us, though. Thank you.”
“Two sparkling waters for Master Phil and his boy, and you can bring my Pepsi as well as whatever you’d like. No caffeine either, however.”
“Yes, Master.”
Gerard’s gaze followed Marco’s ass as the sub wiggled from the room. Phil imagined Gerard probably did that quite a bit.
Gerard returned his attention to Phil, sinking into the couch cushions, crossing his ankles and draping one arm across the back of the sofa.
“That damn Pepsi is one of my few vices.” Gerard glanced briefly in the direction of the kitchen before regarding Phil again.
“That boy’s delectable backside is another. ”
Phil grinned. “I’m sure you can be forgiven for that.”
Gerard arched an eyebrow. “The Pepsi or Marco’s ass?”
Phil barked out a laugh. “I’m not sure about the Pepsi, but your boy’s, uh, delectable feature, most certainly.” Gerard definitely came across as someone who’d make good friend material.
Terry let out a mumbled “hmmph”, and Phil loudly cleared his throat.
“Sorry, Sir.” Terry’s response was only slightly less mumbled.
Gerard grinned, giving a jerk of his head in Terry’s direction. “Someone’s feeling territorial.” He nodded, his eyes locked with Phil’s again. “That’s a good thing.”
Phil wrapped his hand around Terry’s cheek, encouraging his head closer until it rested against Phil’s thigh. “It’s mutual, so he should know he has absolutely nothing to worry about.”
Marco returned with their drinks, and Phil gave Terry a sip of water before setting it down to take one of his own.
Gerard’s action with Marco almost mirrored his exactly.
It appeared that Marco’s serving duties were done for the time being, because he’d also dropped to the floor into a kneeling position next to Gerard.
Gerard relaxed again. “Perhaps on another night, we can get together more informally. Eric’s given you rave reviews, and I haven’t found another Dom who I’ve wanted to share a scene with in a while. I’m very protective of my boy, and there are only a few Doms who I would trust around him.”
Phil’s stomach tightened and Terry tensed beneath his hand.
“I’d love to get together with you socially, Eric’s reviews of you and the gatherings you hold here have been rather effusive as well.
However…” The last thing Phil wanted to do was insult Gerard, but he and Terry had very specific boundaries regarding others touching him or sharing.
“I don’t share Terry. It’s one of his hard limits, but truthfully, I wholeheartedly agreed to it. ”
“Oh! I’m sorry. Perhaps I wasn’t clear.” Gerard leaned forward.
“Let me explain. The fact that you are both so territorial of each other is what made me bring the idea up. I don’t share Marco either, at least not physically.
We enjoy some exhibitionism, voyeurism on occasion, but there are many Doms who only want to participate if they can watch their sub with Marco, or trade subs. Those are hard limits for us as well.”
Phil tilted his head, still confused. “So…the scene you’re doing with the doorman later?” Terry squirmed against him and Phil couldn’t wait to find out exactly why.
Gerard gave him a wide grin. “Marco will be performing on me, or perhaps I’ll fuck him, who knows?
But Marty will be in the room watching.” Gerard sighed as he settled back on the sofa again.
“It’s even more fun with more people in the room, but I don’t trust easily.
There are those who’ve tried to take advantage of the situation, even with boundaries, and Marco has had a challenging past, so I’m very careful. ”
Phil nodded. “Of course, perfectly understandable. My protective instincts over Terry are what brought me to your doorstep tonight.”
“Yes, sorry. I got a bit sidetracked there. But give it some thought. If you want to explore it further, give me a call and I’ll be happy to answer any questions or concerns you have.” He winked. “If you decide you want to play with us, that is.”
The fact that Phil was fighting an erection again had him wanting to at least discuss the possibility with Terry later on. His threat to yank down his pants and spank Terry in front of the crowd their first night at Gerard’s had certainly seemed to turn Terry on.
“I will. Thank you.”
“Well then.” Gerard drew his eyebrows together. “I guess it’s time to discuss less pleasant topics. May I speak freely to your boy?”
“Absolutely.” Phil removed his hand from Terry’s head. “You can lift your gaze to speak with Master Gerard.”
“Yes, Sir.” Terry straightened.
Gerard regarded Terry. “So, the night you were here when I was gone, there was a sub you knew, but he was with a Master who called himself Joe? Plus, at least one other Master who tried to go after you?”
Phil held in his own possessive growl. It was a good thing he hadn’t been around. He wouldn’t have wanted to cast a negative impression on Eric by pounding anyone to the ground in Gerard’s home. Which is why Eric said there were such tight limits on who were allowed in as guests.