The bittersweet tale of Bear and his Boy -- a BDSM Dom and his fledgling Sub -- who live “the life” in west central New Jersey, just north of Trenton. Donald K. Drummond is the Master of all he surveys -- a legend in commercial real estate in New Jersey by day and by night a Master Dom at the gay BDSM club, Indiscreet. What he couldn't find was a boy to call his own. That all changed when a nerd with taped glasses and worn Dockers barged into his office spilling his bottle of 1985 Bourdeau over his priceless Persian carpet. Brian Murphy came with a host of troubles, the least of which was his grasping aunt, his invalid mother, and his rather tenuous position in Donald's mail room. Can a Dom with issues of his own come to train and trust a needy boy from his own mailroom? It's all A Matter of Trust.

A Matter of Trust

“Yes, it was kind of scary. He coped. He took a deep breath and got on with settling her in the house. I was very proud of the way he handled it, yet it bothered me that he did not rail and rant.”


“I told you they called him the Ice Man at the Shore. Jim believes Brian internalizes his feelings,” said Reed. “That’s a straight path to an ulcer.”


“It is also a path to nervous collapse. Is there anything I should know about this evening?” Bear asked.


“Yeah, you need to talk to Tom Martino. He is in the bar.


I spoke to him today on the phone, and he came over tonight deliberately to see you.”


“Let’s take this to the bar and see what Tom has to say. Is Jim Boy available?” Bear asked.


“Yes,” Reed answered. “I sent for him as soon as I saw your car in the driveway. You brought out the Cobra, a huge treat to give a boy who doesn’t wear your collar.”


“It was well-deserved,” Bear said roughly.


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