(Joshua's POV - Sat. 12 October 2013)

I am vaguely conscious of what is going on around me; of my friends on my left sometimes peeking at Liam and me; of their Subs for the evening quietly kneeling by their feet; of Oliver teasing and getting his Sub on edge on the stage in front of us; but in the end I have only eyes for the beautiful young man sitting over my lap who seems to be completely lost in what he is watching, which is exactly what I wanted. His eyes are wide-open, reflecting his fascination, and his mouth is slightly gaping, allowing him to exhale little breaths of air as his chest briefly and quickly heaves up and down. I can't be too sure about whether he is more taken by the scene playing in front of his eyes or by the soft caress of my fingers, gradually reaching his groin and slowly bringing him on edge. I assume this is a mix of both.

At least he doesn't seem to be repulsed by what his eyes see, which is rather good considering that the purpose of bringing him here was to give him a first preview of what he will experience. That's only if he accepts to become my Submissive of course. I think he is quite interested in the proposition but still has a lot of questions that need answers and I intend to do this tomorrow. I believe he also wants to get to know me better which is only fair I guess; though... my previous Subs never showed too much interest in my personal life... or maybe was it me refusing to share details with them? This was probably the reason why, since I never felt any strong feelings for them. I never felt like I was obliged to answer their questions, so I usually ignored them or only answered to what I thought they should know. With Liam, things are different already and will remain different though it somewhat scares me to see that this relationship might go deeper than a D/S relationship.

Liam represents perfection to me and I am not only talking about his beautiful angel features or the fact that he is a very clever young man. In less than two months, I have come to really appreciate his shyness, his patience, his blushes and his innocence... his innocence, yes... even if I try not to dwell on how many boys and men may have laid their hands on him, I still think that he can't have that much experience, because he definitely smells innocence from his constant blushes and the conversation we had earlier at the restaurant. I had meant to tell him about Aaron but had finally decided on waiting for the last minute. I didn't feel any guilt for what happened last week at The Lost Paradise, because he could have been in danger, but I would have to make him understand this.

I was supposed to stop by Aaron's office to have Liam sign the NDA document for the evening and had agreed with Aaron that we would meet him at the Black Diamond VIP area, so I wasn't expecting him to show up when he did. Of course I knew that Liam would recognize him; Aaron is not someone you can easily forget, especially when he is all dominant-like. When Liam tried to run away, I had the very slightest second of panic because I was sure that if I gave him a reasonable explanation, he would understand my point; but for that, I needed him to let me explain, which he did thanks to his cleverness - and because I didn't give him any other choice. However confident I was that he would understand, I still felt relieved that we were able to fix this little issue very quickly.

I suddenly snap out of my thoughts when I realize that Oliver is about to enter into further action with Eden, his beautiful Sub, whose eyes are now filled with lust and adoration for his Dominant. This is about to become really interesting but I draw all my attention on Liam, getting even harder at the thought that we might be performing the same kind of scene on this very stage one day... I can't wait to see the reaction on his face when the scenario on stage comes to the sex part. His head has slightly slumped on my left shoulder, his eyes mesmerized by what is going on over there, and his teeth worrying his lower lip. Just as my right thumb finally reaches the junction between his thigh and his crotch, I feel him tense and quiver in my lap; I think I even hear a little moan pass his lips and wonder if he has been shocked by what just happened on stage. Even through the darkness of the room I can see him blush to a deep red as his expression turns into one of shame and embarrassment. It doesn't take more than a second to understand what all this is about as a warm substance seeps through my left fingers which are tucked inside his boxers, lazily resting next to his hard-on but never touching it.

It seems like the scene has aroused him much more than I thought, so much so that it brought him to release without even needing any physical contact or stimulation. This means that I will probably have a great deal of work with him on self-control, but also that sensational play will be very interesting. However, now is not the moment to think about all this future fun because tears are now filling Liam's eyes to the rim and his bottom lip is starting to shake in distress.

"Shh... it's okay Liam," I whisper to him when I see one tear roll down his cheek. "Do you think you can walk?" I gently ask as my fingers quickly and discreetly button up his jeans beneath his long shirt.

He slightly nods so I grab him around the waist and pull him up as I rise to my own feet; the exit door is not that far and nobody pays attention to us as the scene has now reached another level of intensity. I lead Liam by gently pushing him in front of me but I can feel his discomfort and just as the doors shut behind us, he begins to falter. I just have time to slide my arms beneath his knees and back and catch him, letting him snuggle his face in my chest with shame. The bouncer asks me if I need any help but I decline it and manage to carry my sweet boy to my private room on my own, where I lay him down on the bed.

"Liam, don't worry... this is normal..." I encourage him as he curls up on his side in the middle of the bed, facing away from me, so I lie down in his back and spoon him, glad to see that he doesn't reject my arms around his shoulders. We remain silent for a long moment until he exhales a long sigh.

"I'm sorry..." he whispers. "I... I didn't see it coming... it happened with no warning... this is so embarrass..."

"It's fine Liam, I don't mind. Didn't you feel it building up?" I ask him in a light tone. I don't want him to feel embarrassed and I hope that joking about it will make him relax.

"No... well... I felt something weird happening, but... I didn't really know what it was... it was like what happened in my dream on Tuesday night..." he explains in the smallest voice.

"It's okay... Was your last time so long ago that you didn't remember?" He freezes in my arms and hides his face in the crook of his arm.

"I'm a vubsfbgin..." he mumbles. I can't have understood that well. This can't be possible.

"What was that?" I ask, gently pulling on his arm.

"I'm a virgin!!!" he repeats harshly. "Now you can make fun of me..." he spits out, his eyes much darker than before. This is the second time he talks back to me in just a couple of hours and he shouldn't try his luck too far. I quickly flip him on his back before I lay over him, pinning his wrists in the mattress. I guessed he mustn't have been very experienced, but I wasn't expecting him to be a virgin either. That doesn't mean I would make fun of him either. On the contrary, I am extremely pleased and proud with this news, knowing that I will be the one to take his virginity.

"Why the hell would I make fun of you?" I groan, scowling at him.

"Because I am a virgin...?" he says, tilting his head to the side to avoid my look.

"There's absolutely nothing to make fun of, Liam." I let go of his wrists and rest on my elbows and forearms so that I can reach down and attach my lips to his. "I wish you had told me before," I murmur against his lips, "but I'm actually quite happy about this... If you let me, I'll be more than honored to take your virginity; and I promise to make it as easy and painless as possible..." I murmur, grinding my hips against his groin, feeling his new hard-on. "But that will be only once you are ready, okay?"

He briefly nods so I lean back up and head to the bathroom to change into my regular clothes. When I get back, he is sitting on the bed, still looking a bit shameful, so I give him his coat and lead him back out to my car. Once again, the ride is highly quiet as I concentrate on the road ahead and Liam slowly drowses off. Once I have parked the car in the garage, I silently slip out of the car and go to open his door which brings him out of his slumber.

"Where are we?" he asks as I help him out of the car and usher him to the front door of the house.

"We're at my place," I answer, opening the large door.

"I thought... you'd bring me back to my apartment..." he says, looking around him through the darkness of the house. It is true that we didn't discuss this, although I had already planned to bring him here anyway.

"Do you mind? You can stay in one of the guest-rooms if you want," I propose, wrapping my arms around his waist. "Or you can sleep with me. I already promised I'd wait until you're ready..."

He seeks my eyes for any trace of lie or insincerity for a few seconds then nods, so I take our coats and hang them in the hall wardrobe before I take his hand and lead him up the large staircase. As we walk into the master bedroom, his eyes open widely probably surprised by the gigantic size of the place. I quickly get two pairs of sweat pants from the walk-in closet and tug him toward the master bathroom where I pull out a new toothbrush for him. As I start to unbutton my shirt, I notice that his hands are fumbling with the buttons of his jeans, his nose crinkling up in a grimace of shame and disgust. I shrug out of my shirt and go to cup his face with both my hands; our lips move at a slow pace as my fingers then begin to unbutton his own shirt until I am able to pull it from him. He hasn't agreed to anything yet and I shouldn't be doing this, but I can't imagine him rejecting the contract I will offer him, so I proceed with the buttons of his jeans and slowly pull them down together with his soiled boxers, never breaking our kiss. Liam finally moves to shrug out of his clothes while I finish getting undressed too.

"Let's go shower," I suggest, and before his eyes can look down at my erected manhood, I gently push him toward the large Italian shower. I let him help himself with the shower gel and lather his own body in front of me while I do the same and admire his beautiful backside. He is as slim as I thought, almost skinny but that should change once I have set up some healthy rules for him. After I have washed away all the soap from my body, I grab a towel from the heated rack that I wrap around my waist and hand him one. I nearly chuckle at our pointing erections and grab more towels to wipe us dry. "These might be a bit too large, but that will do for tonight," I say as I hand him a pair of sweat pants.

"Thanks..." he murmurs and pulls them on before he unwraps his towel from his waist, making me smile at his modesty.

"Are you feeling better now?" I softly ask him after I have put on my own pair of pants, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, pulling his head to my chest. His own arms tentatively and timidly wrap around my waist as he nods. Once we are back in the bedroom, I see him frown at the huge bed on the other side of the room so I chuckle and take him in my arms and tenderly lay him on the bed. He winces a little, most probably due to what must have become a painful and uncomfortable hard-on now. Dealing with this kind of issue can be rather annoying, especially when this is all new to you, so I slowly begin to hover over him and drop light kiss from the little crease below his ear to his throat and to his other side, making him moan while his hands go to rest on my bare shoulders.

"Ngh... Joshua..." he whines.

"Let me take care of this for you," I whisper in his ear and begin to trail kisses down his hairless chest; when I nibble at his right nipple, he inhales a sharp intake of air that quickly turns into a moan and arches his back. Liam is definitely super sensitive and I love this. I don't intend to make this last for very long since we will have plenty of time tomorrow, so I quickly make my way further down and easily pull down the sweat pants, revealing a very nice and very dripping member. I just can't wait to taste him... Liam's cock is of a regular size, not too long, not too thick, just perfect for what he has to do with it. The only thing that I will require from him is that he shaves all the hair he has down there because this is something I really hate on a Sub, though for tonight, I don't really care. I set myself between his legs, spreading them with my own knees, and begin another trail of kisses from the interior of his thigh to his hip and to his bellybutton.

His eyes are wide open now when I look up to his face; with my left hand on his right hip, my other hand starts to massage his sack until it grabs his shaft and gives it a slow stroke that has him lay his head back down on the pillows. He lets out a long moan when the tip of my tongue begins to lick over his mushroom head, slowly tasting and enjoying his essence, and he gets louder when I finally engulf his entire member in my mouth and to the back of my throat. I know he won't be able to hold it for very long; I can already feel his balls tightening as I bob my head up and down.

"Jo..... Joshhhh... Joshua... st..." he screams as he tries to sit up but my left hand reaches for his chest and makes him lie back down. I understand that he might be scared about ejaculating in my mouth but I want to show him that this is only natural and not disgusting at all because I well intend to have him give tit for tat at some point, though certainly not tonight. His back suddenly arches and his body begins to quiver again. "Arghhhhhhhhhh" he groans as his entire body contracts and a long spurt of semen runs down my throat. He tastes even better than I would have imagined, very sweet and barely salty.

While he noisily pants and recovers from his orgasm, I lick him clean and put his pants back on. He has gone completely limp and his eyes have shut down. Only his hard breathing tells me that he hasn't really fallen asleep yet. My sweet boy just experienced his first real orgasm I think. I pull the comforter from underneath him and back over our bodies as I lie down beside him on my right side and flip him so that I can cuddle him to my chest, feeling his breathing slow down. We haven't been able to talk that much tonight in the end, but I'll make sure that we catch up on his first impressions tomorrow.

It is barely 7:00 am when I wake up in the morning, fully rested and in great shape. I am lying on my back and discover the sweetest thing of all snuggled against my right side with his head resting on my chest and his hand over my heart. It was well past 1:00 am when we went to sleep last night and Liam probably needs more sleep than I do so I carefully slip from his hold and quietly get out of bed, making sure that his bare torso is tucked under the comforter. His sleeping expression makes him look even more like an angel and I have a feeling that Liam will personify perfection for me. I pull out some tee-shirts from the closet, drop one on the bed for him and toss the other over myself before I silently walk out of my bedroom and down the stairs. Today is Liz's day off so I prepare everything that I will need to cook breakfast and head to my study with a mug of coffee.

I spend the next three hours reviewing the first notes we received from Cole's lawyers. As discussed during our rather agitated two-day meeting, he has agreed to most of my demands; at least all the important ones so I congratulate myself - and my team of course - on the turn of events. In the end, I am getting all his customer portfolio and only need to move three persons from his personnel from New York to Chicago. If things go as planned, the new division should be operational early next year. The works will soon start on the 7th floor of the building and hopefully Connie will be able to move on with the recruitment.

"Joshua...? Joshua...?"

I smile at Liam's sweet voice echoing to my office from a distance. I am tempted to let him move around the house until he finds my study, but I am not that mean, and now that I have heard him, I really crave to hold him in my arms and taste his lips again, so I roll my chair backwards and rise to my feet. I find him just around the corner of the little corridor beside the staircase and that leads to this side of the house. He startles and squeaks when I wrap my arms around his waist from behind so I flip him around and lean down to kiss his plump lips.

"Good morning beautiful... Did you sleep well?" I softly ask while I wrap my arms around his shoulders.

"Yes thank you... your side was cold, so I was wondering if you'd been up for a long time and wondered where I'd find you... This house seems huge..." he says, looking at the kitchen.

"It is quite large indeed. I was working in my study, but now I'm really hungry. Let's go get breakfast!" I lead him to the counter in the center of the kitchen and have him sit on one of the bar stools then move on to finish cooking what I had prepared. "Are you fine with bacon and fried eggs? What do you usually get for breakfast?"

"Bacon and eggs are perfect, thanks... I usually don't really have breakfast in the morning... just a cereal bar..." he explains.

"This is not very healthy... Breakfast is important. Why don't you get breakfast? Don't you have time?" I ask, peeking at him over my shoulder.

"It's just... out of laziness most of the time..." he admits.

"Then that will need to change. Healthy and regular meals are important," I tell him, as I bring our food to the counter and go to sit next to him.

"It smells good!" he says with a small smile.

"Liz cooks much better than I do, but she's off this week-end, so we'll have to do with my cooking!" I joke. For a moment, we eat in silence, and I feel him relax little by little. "So, how did you find the show yesterday evening?" I ask just as he swallows his last mouthful of eggs, causing him to choke a little. I softly tap in his back and hand him a glass of orange juice.

"It was... interesting..." he finally replies, blushing all he can.

"Only interesting...?"

"I'm just... embarrassed by what happened... I'm really sorry..." he says in a small voice and I squeeze his hand to reassure him.

"Stop apologizing Liam. Now that I know you a little more and that you have admitted your inexperience, what happened is quite normal, so stop worrying about it, alright? With time, you'll find out that you can control yourself more easily. And it doesn't answer my question: was it just interesting? Or did you like what you saw?"

"I guess my reaction yesterday evening answers the question... doesn't it?" Hmm smart mouth...

"I want to hear it from you, Liam. I want you to tell me if you really liked it and might consider entering this lifestyle? Have you seen the bond between the Dominant and the Submissive?" I insist. He certainly was aroused by what he saw, but it doesn't mean that it really appeals to him.

"I... yes... I think I'd like to try it... but..." he says hesitantly.

"But what Liam? Tell me?"

"It scares me a little... This is all new to me... I'm scared not to... measure up... I'm so inexperienced... I'm scared to disappoint you..." I get up to stand between his legs and wrap my arms around his waist.

"I know how innocent you are now, and as I said, we will take things slowly." I explain resting my forehead against his. "I will start with soft and easy things so that you don't get scared and gradually, we'll get to different things. I first want you to get familiar with rules and habits."

"What are these rules going to be about?" he asks.

"I will lay them down in a contract and we can discuss this tomorrow evening over dinner. What do you think?"

"It sounds good..." I slowly raise my hands to cup his face and give him one of the softest kiss I've ever given. I feel so happy that he hasn't rejected the idea of becoming my Sub. My hands reach back down and slip beneath his bottom while his wrap around my neck and I lift him up in my arms.

"Time for a shower..." I murmur against his lips.

He is such a light weight that I have no difficulty at all to carry him up the large staircase, feeling his hard member pressed against my abdomen, and into my bathroom where I let him get back down to his feet. I strip him out of his clothes then proceed with mine. This time, I let him ogle me, which he does with wide eyes, especially my center. Of course, there's some dread in his eyes but not only; they are also sparkling with some lust. I tug him to the shower where we were only a few hours ago and make him stand in front of me, his back to my chest. I know that he can feel my hardness at the small of his back, but at least he can't see it. I begin to lather his hair and body before I do the same with mine and go back to his. My hands endlessly rub against the beautiful pale skin until the right one reaches and wraps around his erected member.

"You're so beautiful, Liam..." I whisper in his ear, giving a first slow stroke. "How come nobody has been able to reach inside your pants?"

"Ngh... I... That's..." he stutters so I slow down the pace of my strokes. "I... I guess I was in the closet... I think I admitted my homosexuality to myself only recently... when I met you..." he explains between moans. My left hand has moved to his backside now, gently massaging his cheeks.

"So you had girlfriends before?" I ask out of curiosity, not that it would count anyway.

"No... wasn't interested in girls either... Nghhhhhhhh" he pants out, which I guess is the result of my middle finger probing his extremely tight little hole.

"Shhhh relax sweet boy... This is just a finger... I told you we'd do it only once you'd be ready..." I whisper in his ear as I continue to stroke him. "Relax Liam..." I purr again as my finger very slowly slips in. Oh God ! He is definitely a virgin and will need to learn how to relax his little hole. It might even be painful for me too, but I don't really care, because what matters to me is his comfort and making sure that he won't be in too much pain for the first time. After a few seconds of thrusting my finger and pumping his cock, he finally begins to relax, his right hand wrapped around my bicep. The shower gel from his lathered body helping, I even get to add a second one and I think he gets to like it from all the loud moans escaping from his mouth. "Yes that's it sweet boy... just let it relax..." I whisper as I accelerate the strokes. He jerks his head backward as shivers travel all over his body from an intense orgasm. I quickly flip him around to hold his limp frame in my arms and finish to wash away all the remaining soap from our bodies.

We cuddle in silence for a long moment on my bed, me lying on my back and him slightly covering my body and trying to recover. I didn't even bother to wipe us dry since the bedroom is warm enough and I don't mind the little droplets running down from his damp hair to my chest. I think that Liam has fallen asleep but he suddenly begins to draw patterns around my left nipple, causing my semi-hard-on to wake up again and me to groan and sigh.

"Liam..." I have a lot of self-control, but he shouldn't tease me too much. I feel his zygomatic muscle contract against my pectoral as his finger begins to linger down my side until it reaches my hipbone. "Liam..." I repeat in a gentle warning tone.

"I want to do it..." he breathes out. His voice is so low that I wonder if I understood well, however my hand that was running along his back stops moving right away.

"What did you say?"

"I want to do it... now..." His voice is a bit clearer and even though his statement is not very precise, I know what he means, but I'm not sure he is really ready for that. I don't want to sound boastful, but it happens that I am pretty well gifted and that my thing is rather large and thick; I would rather he slowly gets used to thinner girths. Liam raises his head to look at me, his face flushed but determined. "Please..."

Published on 18 Sept 2016

I had time to update another chapter tonight, so here you go with what happened after Liam had his little "incident" during the show. Next chapter starts with the teaser I had posted a few months ago, which means smut is coming your way... at last!

The picture is the kitchen in the house I posted a picture of earlier in the book. I will soon post a sketch of the house, but at the back of the picture, you can see the family-room, as they call it.

Next updates will be on Tuesday or Wednesday : )

Till then, thank you once again for all the votes and comments!