Twisted Moon - Book 3 of the Black Moon series - Chapter 33: Jealousy Could Be The Key...

(Noah's POV - Sat. 28 March 2015)

Who the hell does he think he is? How dare he come and interrupt what was a wonderful evening? And who the fuck is that guy?

I know I need to calm down; and soon. I don't even understand why I am reacting that way. Okay, that guy is obviously a Submissive, because I am not completely stupid and I can easily guess that a twink who comes to kneel in front of a Dominant has to be a Sub. Now is he one of Camden's ex-Subs? Huh... It doesn't take a genius to know that the answer is yes, otherwise, why would he ask to speak to him? I knew that this would happen; Camden has a past here. It was a risk I accepted when I started begging him to take me to this club. I knew that there were high chances to meet Subs he fucked. I can't even say that I didn't prepare myself for it, but seeing it for real is much different than thinking about it.

These are totally new emotions to me; emotions I have never felt before. And if I have to be honest, I should say that I hate them! Almost as much as I hate the guy already. That's not being fair, I admit, because I don't know him from Adam, but I still hate him for just wanting to talk with Camden. And damn, it hurts so badly in my head!!! The first word that comes to my mind right now is cut. I desperately need to get out of here and get a blade. How ridiculous is this that I need it almost as I need air to breathe? Plainly ridiculous, I know, but there are obsessions and reactions that you just can't control; like the hair that stands on my arms; like all my muscles which tense in anger; like the damn pain in my head; like my body that starts shivering; like the tears that pool in my eyes.

I am clearly not the only one stiffening. The twink may be oblivious to what is happening with his eyes cast down on his knees like the good puppy he is, but Camden on my left side and Aaron on my right side must have seen it coming and I can tell that both their bodies brushing against mine are straining too. However, a strong hand reaches for my left thigh, adding a little comforting pressure to the move, and I already feel part of my negative emotions fade away. Even better, a sudden wave of pride washes over me when I see the guy briefly peek up. Oh yes please, Camden! Claim me as yours in front of him!

"Chris, go to the bar, I'll be with you in a minute," Camden orders firmly, causing my hands to tighten even more on my lap. What? Please no, stay here, Camden!!! "Noah, you calm down immediately," a deep voice commands in a very low whisper in my left ear, a warm breath sending shivers down my spine. "That's better... Please relax..." Yeah right, shoe that guy away, then! "Good boy..." Ugh more shivers... good ones... "Now I'll leave you with Aaron for just a few minutes." What??? No!!!! An uncontrollable whimper escapes my mouth. "Noah, it's only for a few minutes and you are safe with Aaron..." I don't worry about my safety, you jerk!! I worry about yours!! "I just need to speak with Chris for a minute, I promise I won't be long," he continues to whisper, his hand still rubbing my thigh, but my eyes are still scowling at my knees and the tension slightly comes back in my body. "Noah, you calm down! Now!" His authoritative whisper puts an end to my quivering and my head submissively nods. I can't afford to mess up here or he'll take me out of here right after he has spoken to that bitch, so I try to get a better hold of myself. "I will be right back, now stop worrying."

Camden then stands up and as soon as the warmth of his hand has left my thigh, I feel my body start shivering again, until another strong hand reaches for my hands and forces them open. "They're just going to talk, Noah," a deep voice whispers in my right ear this time. I will myself to calm down, in order not to pass off as an idiot on my first evening here. I remember that I am supposed to seduce Camden's friends through a mature behavior too; to show them I can fit in here; and that helps me to eventually relax. If I can't prove them that I am able to handle the situation, they will never support my application for a membership at the club, so I need to grab a better control on my emotions and behave.

Taking a few deep breaths, I allow Aaron's hands to gently squeeze mine and I force myself to think about positive things. The day has been going nicely until now. Ever since I woke up this morning, I have made sure that everything would go well so as not to ruin that first visit to the club. I didn't even find it boring to run and then spent the better part of the day working. Shopping with Camden then was great and fun, even that embarrassing part in the leather clothes store when I felt that man ogle me like I was some piece of meat. And finally, I really enjoyed myself during dinner even if I didn't speak much.

I was glad that the guys didn't ask me too many questions and I suspect that Camden probably gave some instructions, but I really loved speaking with Alex, Liam and Shannon. Alex and Liam seem to be quite discreet and quiet while Shannon appears like a chirpy and super enthusiastic person. I am not surprised that he would work as a bartender because it fits his fun personality. What is more surprising though is that he would work in such a club where Subs are supposed to be quiet and behave with a low profile. I really wonder how he deals with all this hyperactivity when he works or even when he has to kneel by his Master's side. That should be interesting to see. I'm sure I will also like Liam and Alex. The way they speak is so leveled and appeasing and they talk about their jobs with such passion that I could listen to them for hours.

I guess Camden's childhood friends would be a different story; not that I don't like them - this is certainly not what I am thinking - but as Doms, they are less easily approachable I assume. Well that doesn't affect their sex-appeal in any way though. Jeez, I had never seen so much hotness in one room! You can tell that the four friends' features are different, but it's funny that they all have rather dark hair and are almost the same height, though Camden is slightly taller than the others. Seeing how handsome and well built the four of them are, they could maybe even pass off as brothers. The Subs are cute too but the Doms are definitely more my thing. Which is good, right?

So this day was supposed to be perfect and a damned Sub had to interfere and spoil it. Well, I am not going to let him ruin my plans. Camden left only two minutes ago but it already feels like hours and I hate this tension returning in my muscles already despite Aaron's hand over mine. "Would you like me to go and show you around quickly?" Aaron suddenly whispers in my ear in an obvious attempt to distract me, but I shake my head in answer, not quite sure about my voice. Right then, I get the worst idea of all. I briefly peek up over the low stage at the bar and see Camden moving to hug the Chris guy; that sends a huge pain to my heart. Ugh... I have no right to be jealous but I just can't help it. "Noah..." Aaron groans in my ear in a warning tone, trying to pry open my hands again. I need to rule in my emotions!! I can't afford to pass off as a bratty and clingy teenager! "He's just saying goodbye and he's actually on his way back now," he then says and I let a long sigh of relief escape my mouth, though not discreet enough since Aaron chuckles softly beside me.

"Sorry, Noah, I hope I wasn't too long..." Camden whispers softly in my ear as he plops down on the couch while Aaron removes his hand from mine.

"No, it's okay," I reply with a small smile. It just felt like ages!! What did that bitch want to tell you??

"Are you alright?" he asks with sincere concern, which warms my heart.

"Yeah, I'm fine," I reassure him with a firmer voice. Now that you're back next to me, I can only be fine.

"Good..." he says, grabbing my left hand in his and that allows me to relax even more. "Aaron, wasn't Andrei in a contract with Mathis?" he then asks his friend, which seems to catch Mark's and Joshua's attention.

"You're so out of it, Cam!" Aaron chuckles. "Their contract terminated about two weeks ago. See? That's what happens when you don't visit here often enough! You get lost on who is with who! Why that question, though?"

"Chris just mentioned signing a new contract with him," Camden replies. So that's what it was about? But why did he need to tell Camden?

"That wouldn't be surprising. Andrei has been alternating between contracts with either Mathis or Chris and periods of free fuck, that's nothing new!" Aaron explains.

"I really don't get what Chris and Mathis find in that guy," Mark asks almost dejectedly.

"They just get what they want and need, Mark. It's as simple as that! They're masochists, so that's only normal they get attracted to a Sadist!" Aaron answers.

"Just like they do with any other Sadist or rough Dom of the club," Camden adds.

"I get that! But I don't understand that Chris still wants to be with Andrei after what he did to him," Mark snorts.

"Oh come on, Mark, stop pulling out that story over and over! He lost control. That happens to a lot of Doms! He got punished and banned for a few weeks, and came back in better dispositions. And after the incident, he's always been on his best behavior," Aaron argues. What the hell are they talking about? Can Dominants be punished? And how can a Dominant lose control? So many questions I will need to ask Camden at some point...

"Even Chris forgave him at the time. They had a few contracts after that!" Camden adds.

"To each their own, but I don't understand Chris either," Joshua insists.

"Chris has been a Sub for long enough to know what he does," Aaron replies. "And as long as Andrei behaves and stays around the masochistic Subs, I don't have any problem with that."

I unconsciously tune them out because at that moment, Liam arrives and goes to kneel between Joshua's parted legs, his knees resting on a small pillow and his hands on his thighs. He is wearing similar trousers as mine and they suit him so well! Liam is rather thin but I guess he works out because he has nice chiseled muscles that his bare upper half reveals. Joshua tenderly pulls on his head until Liam's face rests on his Master's inner thigh, and gently runs his fingers through his hair. I can only see half of the blonde's face but I swear that he is smiling despite his punishment. He doesn't look like he really minds being prevented from dancing with his other friends. He actually looks happy and when I discreetly peek up at Joshua's expression, all I can see is tenderness and affection toward his Submissive. I surprise myself envying Liam for such attention and wishing I could get the same from Camden.

Liam is soon followed by another young man who I see kneeling down on the right side of Aaron's crossed legs; I guess this must be the Marlon they spoke about earlier. I have never been good at guessing people's age but I would say that he is in his mid twenties and his Asian features are beautiful. His face is slightly lowered but from the corner of my eye, I can decipher his discomfort; I feel for the poor guy if he really has a plug up his ass, but I guess this is all part of the game. Master Aaron bends over to whisper in his ear, petting the back of his silky black hair, and the boy nods in agreement.

Maybe half an hour later, I see two beautiful pairs of legs pass in front of us and I glance up just in time to see Alex and Shannon go to kneel by Mark's legs. I can only see Shannon's back now but Alex is almost facing me. I can't help but notice the beautiful necklace he is wearing around his neck, like Shannon and Liam do, but what fully catches my attention are those little shorts that the two of them are wearing. My twisted mind loves that.

As much as I felt self-conscious in the skinny trousers I tried earlier this afternoon at the store - because I thought they would show off too much of my private parts - I absolutely adore these tight shorts that reveal even more of their bodies. Damn! These are so fucking sexy! Shannon has a slightly bigger build than Liam but Alex is more like me - though skinnier than I am - so I can better relate to his looks. And yes, I can definitely imagine myself in those little shorts! I don't know if this is because of the atmosphere here or because a lot of people seem to wear very tight clothes, but I think that I could feel comfortable enough wearing them in the end.

Mark gestures for his Subs to join him on the couch and both of them obey without hesitation; they even look eager to comply. Shannon goes to sit on the Dom's left side and Alex on the other side, between Camden and Mark. I really don't know how their relationship works and how they have been able to find a kind of balance between the three of them, but love clearly shows. I can't help a little smile when I see Mark's hands reach for their hands and bring them to his groin. I do not dare looking up at their faces but from the soft chuckles I hear, I have a feeling that their night will be busy... and hot!

Soon though, the lights turn down and it feels like the room is filling up with both excitement and expectation at the same time. The volume of the music coming from the dancefloor has been turned down, leaving it as a background sound that we can barely hear from here, largely covered by whispers and sighs in the audience. Camden and Aaron explained that, in this part of the club, I am not allowed to look up unless a Dominant has given me permission to do so, so I keep my eyes on the floor while a resonant voice orders someone named Eric to strip. Jeeez!! That's exciting!

"Now you may look up and watch Noah," Camden whispers in my ear as he lightly squeezes my hand. "Do not hesitate to tell me if you feel uncomfortable at any time," he reminds me, and I nod in answer. Briefly peeking around us, I see that poor Liam is still kneeling between Joshua's legs, his back to the stage, so I guess he won't get to watch the show, but weirdly enough, he doesn't seem to mind since he is smiling at Joshua, his face leaning on the Dominant's thigh. Shannon and Alex are still sat on either sides of Mark but each of them has a leg dangling between Mark's and their Dominant is now kneading their inner thighs, dangerously close to their groins. And finally, on my right, it seems like Aaron has invited his Sub to sit on his lap; his left arm is wrapped around Marlon's waist and his right hand is lazily resting over the boy's crotch. Somehow, I find the position extremely exciting and as I imagine myself comfortably settled on Cam's lap, I feel myself swell in my pants.

As Camden gives another gentle squeeze to my hand, I carry my attention to what is going on in front of me and on the stage; and immediately try to pull on the hems of my shirt to hide my growing erection, cursing Camden for making me wear such tight pants! I know I shouldn't be feeling so self-conscious in such a place where I'm pretty sure everyone is now sporting boners, but that's still a bit embarrassing.

"This is Master Orlando," Camden whispers to me, referring to the man who is currently tying up a young man's wrists behind his back. Blonde is not really my favorite but I have to admit that both the Dominant and his Submissive match perfectly with their bleached hair. Master Orlando is not very tall, probably 5'9, but his muscles are quite impressive and the man is sexy as hell in his large leather trousers and boots. The guy in front of him - Eric, I presume - is standing in profile so I can't really see his features but his long hair tied in a low ponytail looks silky, and has a slender body; a fucking very naked body! Judging by his erected penis pointing straight forward, I bet that he is extra eager for what is to come; and yet, his lowered head and relaxed stance don't show anything else but concentration and submission.

Once he is done with Eric's wrists, Master Orlando passes the rest of the rope through the grid above their heads and stretches the long cord to attach it to a pole further away on the stage; so much so that it makes the Sub bend over as his arms raise backwards, legs spread apart. There seems to be a lot of tenderness as Master Orlando returns to him, gently caressing his backside and whispering words to him. The Dom grabs a bottle from the table that's sitting next to them and spreads a large amount of what I guess is lube at the crack of Eric's ass, before he roughly inserts two fingers inside his hole and I feel mine clench automatically. I haven't experienced that in a long time but what would I give for Camden's fingers to... Ugh, stop it Noah! Or you'll burst out in your pants!

After a few minutes thrusting in and out of Eric's butt, Master Orlando picks up something on the table, that he seems to smear with more lube, but I only get to see that it is a plug when he brings it to the Sub's back entrance. Holy shit! That plug is big!! I mean, I'm not completely innocent contrary to what Joshua said earlier at dinner, and I know that they can be bigger than that, but still! Eric begins to moan louder and louder as Master Orlando pushes the toy inside of him, ever so slowly and taking all his time until it is fully sat in. He plays with the plug for a little moment, twisting it, and Eric's shaft starts dripping on the floor.

"Are you okay?" Camden's voice echoes in my ear, but I am too mesmerized by the porn scene unrolling before my eyes to acknowledge him. Master Orlando has now moved to his Sub's head and is opening the lace at the front of his pants, revealing a pretty massive erection that he begins to stroke. Jeeez!! I feel sorry for Eric's ass!! I hear Camden chuckle beside me and his fingers reach for my chin, pushing it up gently. Shit!! I must have been gaping!!

"Enjoying the show?" another deep voice echoes in my right ear this time, and I should have just nodded in answer, but for some reason, I had to look in this direction... Holy I-don't-even-know-what... Not only is Aaron now stroking Marlon's cock, but Liam is blowing his own Dominant while the latter softly caresses his head. Ugh!! I feel so tight in these pants now!!

Right! I don't even want to know what the trio is doing on my left, so I force myself to focus on the show. Not sure it was a better idea though... With Eric still bent over, Master Orlando is now literally face-fucking the Sub, holding both sides of his head and grunting like a wild bear. Crap!! This is so hot! This suddenly stops when the Dom thrusts one last time inside Eric's mouth and releases his load that the boy greedily swallows. Once he has tucked his still hard cock back into his pants, Master Orlando starts a long teasing session with Eric, either stroking him, or sucking on him or playing with the plug, leaving the young man a total mess of moans and mumbles. He alternates these taunting sensations with pauses during which he whisks a soft flogger against the boy's backside, making his milky skin turn to a light pink. However, Master Orlando gets more of my attention - if that was even possible! - when he suddenly grabs a much bigger flogger that has at least twenty-inch long lashes.

"I want you to safeword with yellow when you've had enough, Pet!" the Dom shouts as he goes to stand behind Eric and takes a couple of steps back.

"Yes, Master Orlando!" the Sub answers in a lower voice and he seems to brace himself for the whipping.

The Master starts striking the long lashes against the Sub's backside, pausing for several seconds between each blow. I can quickly tell that the Dominant's force increases each time and after maybe ten minutes, his grunts get more and more savage; Eric's screams hit higher notes; his butt has turned to such a beautiful and bright red! It's funny how his body seems to tense as mine relaxes at this sight. I had my guess on how I would enjoy myself here, but feeling my muscles loosen up at this sight is almost a revelation to me. My buttocks contract each time the flogger falls on Eric's butt but I wish I could be in his place right now; the mere sound of the leather cracking against his buttocks is just perfect music to my ears. The tension is almost palpable among the audience. How much more is he going to take?

"Yellow... Master Orlando!!" Eric suddenly screams and the Dom immediately drops the accessory on the floor. He hurries to the boy and begins to gently caress him, obviously praising him on how good he did before he rubs some sort of lotion into his reddened skin.

Things go pretty fast after that. Without further notice, Master Orlando pulls the plug out of Eric's ass, discarding it on the floor, quickly covers his cock with a condom and slams into him. I barely manage to suppress a squeak and soon find myself with a raging hard-on as the bulky man rams into young guy, gripping his hips firmly. I am so deep into the scene that I can almost imagine the thick member penetrating me. I'm only grateful that I don't get the sensations of it brushing against my sweet spot or I would have already exploded in my pants. I am also grateful for Camden's hand holding mine, his thumb gently rubbing on my skin.

As the two men on stage keep groaning and moaning - though one of them is mostly begging for release - my breathing becomes heavy. I don't want to fuck up everything tonight so I begin to focus more of my attention on controlling the building pleasure down my lower belly, inhaling deep breaths of air and contracting the muscles I have down there. The scene is absolutely wonderful. Their bodies move in perfect sync with Eric bent over and Master Orlando leading the dance as one of his hands now pulls on the Sub's ponytail while the other holds a grip on his bound wrists. This is really beautiful and I am so enthralled that everything that surrounds me has nearly disappeared; nearly because I am still aware of Camden's warm body brushing against mine.

"Come with me, Pet!" Master Orlando grunts as he reaches a hand around Eric's waist to stroke his erection and Gosh!!! I need to bite the insides of my cheeks not to also release in my pants. The Sub squeals as his cock shoots several streams of semen; the Dom loudly groans as he slams one last time inside his ass and climaxes. Wow... I am so hypnotized that I don't see anything of what happens next; I'm just looking into emptiness. I think I need a few seconds to recover and I'm glad that nobody has decided to pull me out of my daze yet.

I need that! I need that in my life!

By the moment the dim lights come back on, my erection has become painful and my eyes are still blinking from what I just saw. Man that was hot!!! I eventually notice that Mark and his two Subs have already left; Joshua and Liam stand up and bid us goodnight as they also leave. And closer to my right, oh my God!! Aaron still has his fingers around Marlon's erection and from his moans, I bet that what he is doing feels good. However, Aaron retrieves his hand and stands up with him, making the guy groan in frustration; he also wishes us a good night, telling Cam that he will call him tomorrow morning. Now that it is only Camden and me on the couch, I allow myself to let go of my emotions and let the scene replay in my mind, bringing more discomfort in my pants. Camden is still holding my left hand and my right hand is pulling on the hem of my shirt to conceal the bulge between my legs.

"Are you okay, Noah?" he suddenly asks.

"Hmm... I don't know..." I reply hesitantly.

"Noah..." he growls. "Were you uncomfortable and didn't tell me?"

"No, no... it was great! I just... It was just too great..." I stutter, feeling a bit shameful when I point my chin at my middle area.

"Oh... I see. Well, I'm sorry, but I can't really help you with that," he says remorsefully. Of course you can! "You may go and use the bathrooms though, if you need..." he adds with a light chuckle.

"Ugh no..." I mutter.

"Many people do that, Noah. You wouldn't be the first one," he tries to reassure me. I am not embarrassed at the idea of going to the bathrooms to jerk off with him knowing it, but I am determined to stick to my goals. I want to prove that I can handle this and control my needs.

"No, thanks. I'm good!" I reply with resolve.

"Don't be silly, Noah, just go if you need to. You're not a S..." he insists.

"I told you I'm good!" I persist stubbornly, looking up at him. Camden is scowling at me and I bite my lower lip for a second before I apologize. "Sorry... I didn't mean to speak harshly... I'm really fine."

"Alright," he sighs. "It's up to you after all. Are you ready to go?"

I nod in answer and follow him back to what he called his playroom. I thought that the place wouldn't arrange my erection considering all the things we could be doing in this room, and yet, as soon as I start wondering how many guys have been there, how many Subs were tied at that cross or on the bed and how many twinks he fucked in here, my erection quickly deflates while I change back into my regular clothes.

Camden soon walks out of the bathroom, dressed back into his jeans and sweatshirt, and I regret that he didn't keep his leather trousers and his opened shirt on. Damn! He looked sexy as hell in his Dominant's outfit! When we sat down on the couch earlier at the club, the top of the shirt opened a little and I got to see part of his pectorals and they were so attractive. Unfortunately, Camden quickly straightened his shirt though not fast enough for me not to notice something weird on his left pectoral muscle... like he had a piercing or something similar. I am surprised I never noticed before through his tee-shirts. Anyway, that's something else I will need to find out about at some point.

Camden puts my clothes in his duffle bag and we finally head back to the car. It is not really late but all these emotions have tired me greatly and I yawn loudly as we head toward the western side of the city. A few minutes later, Camden turns left at a big crossroads and the sight of a gas station that we pass suddenly makes my heart thump in my chest. I am pretty sure that this is the station where I met those three guys a few weeks ago... the same night that Camden picked me up from the street... I vaguely remember that I had walked for a long moment down that street after I regained consciousness but I was in an exhaustion state too, so I wouldn't be able to tell where Camden found me exactly. What I do understand though is where he was coming from.

"Camden...?"

"Yes?"

"That night you took me to your place... I mean the second time you did, you were on your way back from the club, right?" I ask softly. He glances in my direction for the briefest second before he returns his attention to the road ahead.

"Yes, why? Do you remember this road?"

"Yeah I think so..."

"This is where I picked you up exactly," he says soon after, pointing at the pavement on the right side of the road. "I never told you, but I almost ran over your body that night. You were lying half on the pavement, half on the street..." he explains.

"Really? I don't remember exactly how I got there... I just know that it was awfully cold and I was exhausted. So you were coming from the club..." I conclude, making it sound more like statement than a question, so Camden only hums in answer. I wonder what he did there that night. Did he just watch the show or did he use one of the Subs? And if he used a Sub, who was it? Was it that guy Chris? Remembering him revives all those emotions I felt earlier when he came to speak with Camden. I have never been a jealous guy so this is all new to me. "Camden?"

"Hmm?"

"How many... How many Subs have you had in the past?" I ask, revealing the mental masochistic in me. I shouldn't ask him such questions; I know that it will only hurt me more, and yet I just can't help it, I need to know more.

"Does it really matter, Noah?" he replies with annoyance.

"No, but... I'm just curious..." I insist.

"I don't keep counts. Anyway, there are not that many masochistic Subs at the club."

"That Chris you met earlier... Is he one of them?" I ask and I know that my tone holds more bitterness that I wish it had. Camden sighs loudly and grips the steering wheel in his hands.

"Yes, he is one of them," he simply replies.

"What did he want to tell you?" I continue, hoping that I am not going overboard with my questions.

"Nothing really important..." he just says. In my turn, I sigh loudly and feel his glance on me although I have tilted my head to the right. "A few weeks ago, Chris told me that if I ever decided to take a Sub under contract, he would be happy to be the one. Like you probably heard, an ex-Dominant of his might propose him a new contract soon. Chris just wanted to inform me about it because he is going to accept, which means that his offer is no longer up," he finally explains and it takes me a lot to suppress a sigh of relief.

"Were you going to accept his offer?" I still ask.

"No, I wasn't. I already told you that I don't do contracts," he reminds me.

That doesn't reassure me much, because if I ever had a chance to go any further with him, I wouldn't want it to be a one-time thing. I would want something more permanent. But how could I make him change his mind? How could I convince him that keeping someone in a lasting relationship could be good for him? How could I simply convince him to even give me a chance? Thinking back to our evening, and more precisely about the painful emotions I felt because of that Chris Sub, a plan forms in my head. Not a nice one, I admit, but one that could work...

Jealousy could be the key...

Published on 27 May 2017

Fiouuuu, that one was ready just on time again. I didn't have inspiration for the scene at the time I wrote that chapter, so I had to write it last night. I had initially planned for something rather short, but it turns out that I made it rather long... Just a little treat to make up for the lack of smut in the previous chapters so I hope you enjoyed it even if that wasn't Daddy and Baby Boy ;)

Oh and since we had Shannon's pic last, here's little Alex!

The next chapter will come up on Tuesday and you'll see the beginnings of Noah's plans unroll, through Camden's POV. Until then, enjoy the weekend!