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

“Look at him. The little whore is telling us he will not tell his daddy what we are about to do. He’s even showing off his little skirt,” one of the drunks remarked as the circle around him got tighter.


“He isn’t showing off his little skirt boys, he’s showing us where he keeps his little cock. Don’t you know all of these faggots have tiny baby dicks?”


Oh fuck, Brian thought. Who are these people? Where is Jim?He looked and behind the four Italian goons stood Zeke Robbins.


What was Zeke Robbins, a fucking homophobe, doing at a gay BDSM club?


One of the goons grabbed his arm and the circle opened. In strolled a man with the coldest eyes Brian had ever seen.


“I hope you looked in the mirror tonight, kid, because after I finish, you won’t have a face…or balls and a cock,” Zeke added.


I guess that supplies me with the answer. They are here to kill me, to hurt Bear. I can’t let him hurt Bear. I can take whatever he dishes out, but he can’t hurt Bear.


Chapter 76