Owning My Stepfather:A Forbidden Romance

Ellias

The air at pure leather was heavy with the musk of arousal and the smell of alcohol. I leaned back in my seat watching the beautiful scene that was happening before me.

The dominant was doing a wonderful job with the ropes, carefully trying them around his submissive. My eyes roamed around the room, over familiar faces, and unfamiliar ones.

I fought the urge to groan and sigh out loudly. Finding an older dom is as easy as one can imagine. Finding a younger sub is undeniably one of the easiest things to do. The problem came in trying to find an older sub. Not only that but one who was willing to take or be taken by a younger dom.

I finished my drink and made my way to the bar counter.

After an exchange with the attendant I ordered a glass of virgin mary.

My friend, Leon, came in behind the counter. 

“Haven’t found what you're looking for?” 

I sigh and lean on the counter. “At this point I think I'll have better luck as a sub.”

“Youre pretty of course men would drool over you.”

“But I don't want older men to drool over me.” and that sounded more like a whine. “I don't want younger ones either.” I added quickly before Leon began his statement.

He laughs then goes to mix his drinks.

“I'm sorry I don't share your pain.”

Of course. He was the most vanilla guy I knew and his girlfriend would literally shriek at the idea of bondage. Still he was a wonderful and supportive friend despite what his sarcasm might make one think.

I'll finish on this then go home.”

He nodded but his eyes weren't focused on me.

“Well thank you for the support and encouragement to at least stay for another hour.”

He nudges his head in the opposite direction. I follow his movement, my eyes landing to my definition of a perfect man. He sat in the corner, his eyes directly gazing at me. His body was well built, probably spends his evenings in the gym. From his position I could estimate his height to be six foot one, just two inches taller than I. 

“There’s your fossil, my guy.”

“Shut up.” I snapped without turning to look at him.

I locked eyes with the man. 

“Go to him dumbass.”

My feet move instinctively towards him. He adjusts himself and sits in an upright position but as I approach he casts his eyes downwards.

“May I join you?” I ask calmly, my eyes watching his nervous body shifting on the couch.

“Yes.” he whispers.

I slip into the space beside him, he gently shifts to the side but oddly enough his body doesn't move much.

“How are you doing and how long have you been watching me?”

He lifts his gaze to meet mine.

“Rough night.” he goes quiet for a beat. “ and I've been watching you since you ordered your first drink.”

“Interesting. Do you like what you've seen so far?”

“Not so bad.”

“You don't look so bad yourself.” After a moment of silence, I lean in and add, “Let's cut to the chase, what do you want?”

“A session.” he replies quickly.

“You could have gotten that long ago.:

He nods in admission. “I want to give you what you want.”

I raise my eyebrow in question.

“Ive heard you talking to your friend. You prefer older. It's clear that I'm older than you and I'm a submissive. I don't mind being at the mercy of someone younger than me.”

I tilt my head to the side, observing him. His eyes lock with mine and he refuses to break contact. I smile.

“Why?”

“What do you mean, why?”

“Why would you want to do that? A younger man. As far as I've heard we come with a lack of experience.”

“Are you giving me reasons to doubt you or do you doubt yourself?” before i could answer, he adds. “Furhermore, i admire your youthful energy and confidence.” he replies with a smirk. 

“Okay. Aside from my youthful energy and confidence, what do you want?”

He sits up straight. “ One night. One session and no contact after that.” I narrow my eyes at him. “No names. No researching after this. Whatever will happen it ends there.”

“Are you hiding your submission?

“None of your fucking business.”

I nod.”So you just think you'll be good enough for me to be tempted to search for you.”

He laughs. “We’ll just have to find out.”

I place a few notes on the table and get to my feet, grabbing his arm and bringing me up with me.

“Let's go then,pretty boy.”