Chapter 58

Brian looked around at what he supposed was his room. The bed was king sized and the mattress one of the most comfortable he had ever tested, not that he had tested many. For all of his age and his determined stand in defense of his sexual orientation, Brian’s past held just one ex-lover, his college roommate, Alan.

All of the rest of his sexual play had occurred at the club.

The Dom would get off on the whipping, and he would get off in the shower later. He knew if he was honest with himself, pain was not his overriding aphrodisiac. It was control, giving over control and submitting to a physically superior, dominant, raw, alpha male. Donald K. Drummond fit him to a tee.