Chapter 14: The Most Gorgeous Man
Jasper
“You…mean…. are you going to…” I trailed off.
“I will wear a shirt tonight, but most of the time, yes, I just wear shorts.” Logan said, shrugging his shoulders.
“Oh my goodness!”
“Come on, let's have a quick dinner so that we have time to dance before we meet Grayson. I don't want to be late again because my ass won't bear another punishment tonight.” He said, blushing a little bit.
“A punishment? Did you get, I mean…last night. Did you?” I stuttered. How many more surprises can I get tonight?
“Yes, I was punished for yesterday.” He said with a smile and sticking his tongue out.
How can he smile while talking about punishment? And what does he even mean by punishment anyway? He closes the distance between us and leans over to whisper in my ear.
“It can be extremely pleasurable contrary to what you may think, but you don't want your dominant to know that.” He explained before he pulled back a little.
“As to what kind of punishment I got, I won't tell you. But it wasn't too pleasant last night. Anyway, you will find out what these mean exactly when you make your first mistake.” He added with a wink.
Holy shít, my best friend won't cease to amaze me today. But does he really expect me to join their sect? Well, I am not sure I would like to join as a submissive, knowing myself. I would spend my time being punished. With that, he laughed and headed towards the long table, bringing the sandwiches we prepared before leaving Grayson's mansion. We have dinner with the other guys who had also brought either sandwiches or other food and I mostly listen to them as they discuss nothing and everything. I am getting a bit nervous and wondering what I am about to discover. As we walked out of the locker room Logan reminded me of the rules once again.
“Okay, so I hope you remember everything? Don't leave my side or Grayson's, and don't look at Doms in their eyes unless you are invited to do so. Don't speak to any of them, except the ones who will be with Grayson and only if they ask you questions. You have a red band which means you are not open to any action, so that should stop anyone from talking to you. And keep your head down as much as possible when we are not on the dance floor, that is the easiest. Don't forget to respect everyone, especially the Doms and everything will be okay. That part also goes while we are dancing.”
We then come to a stop at a huge double door, there is an initial on the doors. A bouncer who was standing by the doors let us in and we walked along another corridor. We stop by another set of double doors with another initials, different from the first one. As we walk in, my jaw almost drops to the floor. Logan sensed my hesitation and gave me a couple of minutes to take in what I was seeing. On the left side, there was a dance floor with a crowd of maybe two to three hundred men dancing, if that can be called dancing. Most of them are humping each other, moving languorously, touching and groping. A lot of the guys wear similar mini-short, blue or black and all of them are bare chested. There are also more impressive men in leather pants.
At the other end of the room is a large bar, where a few men are standing. Some of them are huge and remind me of Grayson and his friend Justine as they were nothing more than leather pants and boots. On the right side of the room, there are two stages scattered around the place and surrounded by several sets of long couches with low tables. The stage that is further away from us is bigger than the other one, both are furnished with different things. But the largest one had a weird kind of bench, a wooden cross and a table. The smallest dais is occupied by what seem to be a submissive being literally fucked by a dominant on the bench.
'Oh my fucking goodness!’ I suddenly remember how short my t-shirt is and how long my pants are. So I cautiously and as discreetly as possible try to readjust the bulge in my pants.
Logan tugs on my hand and I followed him to the dance floor. There, we joined some of the guys who were in the locker room before. I soon find myself sandwiched between Logan, Jack and John and the other young man gathered around us. And from then, we become a mass of writhing bodies. I am trying to focus on the guys around me and to avoid looking further away, scared that I might meet Dom's eyes. However, that eventually happened when I looked towards the bar. The man must be in his early forties, salt and pepper hair and bulky as a hulk. As much as Justine and Grayson are really attractive, I wouldn't feel any appeal towards that kind of male. Not because of his age, but rather because of all these muscles. They are too much. I immediately looked away when his eyes met mine and raised my arms above my head, pretending it is part of my choreography, to expose the bracelet.
Later, we headed towards the long couch which is just behind the biggest stage. Strategically situated, it has an overall view of the whole room. When I realized that Grayson is sitting there with two other men, I lowered my head and let Logan guide me. As we come to a stop, he releases my hand and I see him kneeling next to long muscular legs which I believe are Grayson's. I didn't dare to look at what was happening and keep my eyes on my feet, waiting for an order from one of them. But at that moment, I sensed Logan rising to his feet and I heard him greet the other two men before he sat down on Grayson's side. My eyes are caught by the latter's other hand, tapping on the couch beside me and I take it as my cue to sit by his side. Justine greeted me and I managed to make a fool of myself.
“Thank you for letting me come tonight.” I stupidly said.
Have I ever felt so much embarrassment? Probably not. Could I be any more awkward, I don't think so. Although, you never know.
Grayson then introduced me to his other friend, so I looked up to see the man named Baron. The one that the guys in the locker room were talking about earlier. The one that Jack apparently would like to have another scene with. I almost cum on my pants as I looked at him. He is the most gorgeous, sexiest and hot as fuck man I have ever met. He is absolutely stunning, his dark chestnut hair is cut in a long and messy quiff, quite straight but still wavy with the right dose of gel. His tanned skin matches his mischievous eyes, his strong jawline adds to the dominant aura that his entire body gives off and his short stubble is sexy as fúck.
Talking about his body, like Justine and Grayson, he wears leather pants and combat boots. He is not overly bulky, but his bare chest displays the most attractive six packs I has ever set my eyes on and a pair of nipples I would gladly tease. He shifted on the couch and pulled his left ankle over his knee, slightly turning towards Justine and raised his arm to lay it on the back of the couch. As if he were about to watch something interesting.
“Good evening, sir.” I muttered after what seemed to be minutes of drooling and lowered my eyes.
“Good evening, Jasper and welcome to the Sanctuary Of Sins.” He muttered.
Oh my fucking goodness! His voice is deep and husky. I need to calm down and focus on something else or the bulge in my pants is really going to become a problem. I recline against the back of the couch and begin to look around. Weirdly enough, the music is not so loud in this part of the room, and people are starting to gather in different groups, taking seats on the numerous sofas and armchairs. After a couple of minutes, the lights above us are switched off and spots lights up on the main stage. From the corner of my eyes, I saw that Grayson had laid a hand on Logan's thigh. All eyes focus on the two people on the stage in front of us.
“Watch!” Grayson instructed me as he briefly leans to my side.
One of the men in the stage is Luke and the other one is a tall dark haired man, obviously the dominant. Master Desmond, if I can remember well.