Eclipse Of The Moon ~ Book 1 of Aaron
Chapter 67
Master Trainee Aaron

Saturday 4 December 2004

All these eyes.

All these eyes on me as I walk into the Hell Fire tonight, dressed in my new leather pants – fitted leather pants – head high instead of lowered, and my neck free of any leather collar.

All these eyes gawking at me feel like they would undress me if they could. They scream I should cast my own chocolate orbs down, but it won't happen. As per Ivan's advice, I have worked on keeping a poker face over the past week, meditating a lot about my new role to be ready when the time would come to meet my peers, and as I stare back at all these men whom we come across as we traverse the crowded room, my face is only expressing determination and self-confidence.

This is my first night at the Hell Fire as a Dominant trainee and as much as I am extremely horny and eager to share a scene that Ivan has scheduled with Lewis, the adorable twink with a small penis, I must admit that I am slightly anxious about the other Dominants' reactions. They have known me as a Submissive for a full year. A lot – too many to my taste – of them have abused my mouth whenever Ivan thought I needed to submit to other men. Some fucked me. Some even gang-banged me. Earning their respect might take time as Ivan warned me, but I trust my nerve and natural dominance to overpower this submission I went through.

One day, these men will submit to me.

When I become a Master Dom.

As per the plan, Ivan and I go straight to his favorite couch and I stoically sit down beside him. No kneeling between his legs tonight. This won't happen again.

Marcus joins us only a minute later and, after a warm handshake, settles on my other side, soon followed by Sam who drops to his knees beside his Master and throws me a brief but proud peek before he lowers his head.

I wanted to be here last Saturday already, but Ivan convinced me to wait for another week. He thought it would be better for me to reflect on my status, so I simply followed his advice. That day, we had a long conversation with Anton about this and Ivan's thoughts on my future, but the goal was mostly to brainstorm on the new program we want to establish to train Dominants, just to have his opinion on the subject matter. The afternoon was quite prolific as we were able to lay down all the major points.

That evening, I worked more on my own while Ivan spent the evening at the Hell Fire. His purpose wasn't to enjoy a night of sex while I was stuck at home – though he might have, and as weird as it may sound, I jacked off twice imagining him fuck a Sub. His official objective was to seek a few of his closest Dom friends' support actually. Siegfried. Bradley and Jack, the Sadists. Mike. Orwell, the piercer. Marcus, of course. He wanted to officially inform them about my new role and make sure they would tame down other Doms who might cause problems. All these men will know to shut up other hunks around the room should sarcastic remarks fly off.

After a studious Sunday morning in the library while Ivan slept in, we spent another afternoon working on the program, trying to organize what could be two-hour sessions of theoretical and practical teaching, but damn! It's not the easiest task to completely define and fit everything that a Dominant should know and experience before he is allowed to play with Subs for real.

The following week flew by between school, homework, tutoring Lina, my first shift at the Heaven Water yesterday evening and more brainstorming on the training. Today pretty much looked like last Saturday, with me spending the entire morning working with Lina in the library – and I'm glad to say that my support has raised her spirits a bit – then defining what the introduction session could be like for a Dom with Ivan. There was also a quick visit to Jack's store to get me a couple of leather trousers and it absolutely didn't go like the last time I had been there. Jack congratulated me on my status switch, praised me on the courage I showed in submission for so many months and assured me of his support. How heartwarming coming from a sadistic Dom!

In all honesty, I can't wait to delve into the lifestyle as a Dominant, and tonight should be a nice first step in.

A little ball of enthusiasm suddenly drops to his knees between Ivan's legs and mine, almost startling me from my reverie, and I have a hard time containing the monster in my pants which immediately hardens. Lewis is so fucking sexy in his skinny leathers, his dark curls cascading around his neck and contrasting with the pale skin of his slim chest. He is obviously fidgeting with eagerness and I can't wait for the second part of the evening to exert the little bit of dominance that Ivan will let me have on him.

There are quick greetings and after a meaningful glance at me, Ivan rises to his feet and determinedly walks to the main stage of the Hell Fire. A simple peek at the DJ is enough for the music to get lowered and only a few seconds are necessary to catch the audience's entire attention.

"Gentlemen, I'd like your attention for a few minutes to announce a few things," Ivan declares. His deep authority and the huge respect that he draws will never seize to amaze me. "First of all, I would like to announce that this New Year's Eve theme will be Cop and Thief. As you can imagine," he smirks, "it'll involve cells, shackles and a lot of manhandling to suit our fantasies. Those members who are interested in participating shall register by December 12th the latest so that I get enough time to arrange everything."

It's so great to be allowed to look up now that I am a Dominant, even if a trainee. I get to see all the reactions in the audience, and I can tell that many members look very interested indeed. Peeking around the room, my eyes focus on one Submissive. I already know who I'd like to play with that night, but that's only if Ivan wants to play with him too since I won't be certified by then unfortunately and will be only authorized to enjoy Subs with him and under his moderate guidance.

"Then," Ivan continues in a much firmer and less playful tone, "I'd like to inform you that Aaron and I have terminated our contract."

I feel all eyes flick in my direction, but mine remain locked with Ivan's for a very intense staring.

"Aaron, I want to officially thank you for a wonderful year," he continues, barely able to hide the emotion in his voice, so much so that damned tears start prickling my eyes. "For a potential future Dominant, you've been the best Submissive I ever had. As hard as it was for you, you dived into your role with the strongest determination and the best diligence one could endure. You've been persistent, tireless, and suffered things that I'm sure none of the other Dominants here would have endured. And this," he continues, giving a once over to the crowd in front of him, "demonstrates a self-will, a strength and a determination that none other here will ever hold."

My heart is somersaulting in my chest. I wasn't expecting such a speech of praise in public, and although I focus on keeping a rather blank expression on my face, not willing to share my emotions with other members here, I can't begin to describe the turmoil coursing through my body in this moment. I am touched. Deeply touched. I am overwhelmed. Only Ivan can see the gratefulness I feel in my eyes – and perhaps Marcus too since his left thigh surreptitiously shifts against mine for support.

"Thank you, Aaron," Ivan then states loudly. "Thank you for having been perfect and so enduring. With a bit more training as a Dominant, I'm entirely confident that you will become one of the best here, if not the best, close to even surpass the Mentor," he adds with a warm smile before he turns back to the audience. "Aaron's phase of submission is thus over, dear Members. I'm not expecting you to forget this whole year during which you saw him submit to me and many other Doms. You will certainly remember all these scenes we enacted here in public and all the special nights. And when you do so, you shall also remember that none of you might have had the strength to suffer a hundredth of what he did.

"Aaron deserves his Dominant title and what I do expect of you is to treat him as such and consider him as a peer, Gentlemen Dominants, and as a potential Master, gentlemen Submissives. This young man still has a lot to learn in terms of dominance, but I have faith in him, and he will certainly learn very quickly.

"That being said, I'm taking this opportunity to inform you that I have the intention to reform the training method for Dominants. Thanks to Master Siegfried over here," he continues, pointing an open hand toward the German, "who has given me some hints on how BDSM is taught in Europe, and to Aaron's brilliant mind, I have decided that it's time to move on from these archaic methods. This is something I will work with Aaron in the coming weeks and we will see how efficient it could prove.

"This will obviously involve a few changes in the policies of the Hell Fire, so you will soon receive a copy of general conditions in the mail with a detailed program of these new training methods. I'm not expecting you to go through the ordeal again, but I believe it'll be a nice refresher about the values of our lifestyle. Meanwhile," he concludes as his eyes lock with mine, "thank you again, Master Aaron, and welcome into your role as a Dom trainee. Have a great evening, everybody!"

What a speech... What a demonstration of Ivan's skills at proving his authority and dominance over all the members of his club. I can tell that the message got through as the few glances I catch display deep respect, but my eyes quickly return to the one I hold as my mentor now. I hope that one day, I will be able to give off such powerful supremacy. Of course, at 19 and with such little experience in the lifestyle, I am not half the man he is, but with such a role-model, I am quite sure that I will learn.

"Congratulations, Aaron," Marcus murmurs in my ear with a supportive squeeze on my thigh just as Ivan nods at me to join him on the stage.

"Thanks, Marcus," I reply gratefully, caressing Lewis's head to make him look up. "Time to go, Pet."

The adorable twink blushes and meekly holds out a long strap of leather that I recognize as a leash, staring at me with hopeful eyes. Since I haven't been to the club for a couple of weeks, Ivan dealt himself with Lewis earlier this week, discussing how we could play in a threesome together, before he told me about the plans and informed me of the boy's limits this afternoon. The leash wasn't in the plans, so I guess this is his initiative here, but I like it.

"Please, Master Aaron..." he whispers in a barely audible voice.

"With pleasure, Pet," I reply warmly as I take the leash and attach it to the leather collar he put around his neck; a collar which is very similar to the one I used to have around mine.

I can't help smiling as I remember how I retrieved mine from my duffle bag last Saturday evening, stared at it for the longest time recalling a mix of fond and painful memories, then delicately dropped it into some sort of secret box that I am keeping and which holds all the little treasures I have. Mostly pictures of my best friends, the chain and cross I had for my communion and that I used to wear back in the days, the knife I stole from my parents' kitchen on the day I ran away, Tony Jacobson's card, a few pictures of Ivan and me, and more.

It's not a time for nostalgia, though, so I quickly rise to my feet and give a gentle pull on the leash. Like the deep submissive he is, Lewis remains on his hands and knees and crawls by my side as I head toward the dais and meet Ivan there. I am fully aware of all the looks following my progression through the main room, but I don't really care. I am not giving off unnecessary pride, bragging isn't my style; just enough self-confidence to prove that I am capable to do this. I might have preferred a more private alcove for this first scene, but Ivan insisted on having it in public, encouraging me to only focus on him and Lewis.

You won't fuck up, Aaron. You won't fuck up because I'll be around each step of the way and the scene will be very simple. However, if you gather the guts to do this with a large audience from your first night in the Dominant role, it'll be a huge step into gaining respect from your peers.

Right. Easier said than done, though.

Of course, the scene we are about to enact is simple, and I doubt I can mess up with a Sub on a bench, but knowing that a lot of people will scrutinize my first performance – some of them perhaps hoping I'm going to fail – is still a bit stressful. However, there is no room for stress when a man is dominating a Submissive, so once on stage, I immediately tune out the rest of the room. In my mind, there are only Ivan, Lewis and me on this dais.

I have now detached the leash from the collar, discarding it on the floor, and I am standing beside Ivan with Lewis kneeling before us, head lowered. We both crouch and, wearing a serious expression, I raise the cutie's chin to meet his eyes.

"Thank you for accepting to play with us tonight, Pet," I whisper, wriggling my eyebrows and earning a joyful grin. "Do you remember the promise I made back in August?" I ask, referring to that evening I soothed him after Jimmy had made fun of his little penis.

"Yes, Master Aaron," Lewis replies blushing deeply.

"Then I'm going to hold it," I murmur warmly. "What are your safewords, Pet?"

"Yellow to slow down and red to stop, Master Aaron."

"Good boy."

"Now stand up and strip for us, Pet," Ivan adds as we rise to our feet and take a few steps back.

The adorable twink complies with the Master Dom's command and offers us a sensual show as he takes off his boots and slowly pulls down his tight pants. With a lot of grace and balance, I must say! Little by little, Lewis reveals more and more of his slim body, wagging his cute butt before he faces us again and displays a very erect shaft, then skinny legs that are absolutely hairless apart from his shins, like the rest of his body. His privates have been thoroughly shaved and I love how his balls are hanging tightly. I just can't wait to have them in my mouth.

"Go lie down on the bench, Pet, face up for now," I order once he is standing at display.

The bench on the dais is one of those with a detachable support where a Submissive normally rests his stomach on, so Lewis is thus able to completely lie on his back. Ivan makes him put his feet on the floor, consequently forcing his legs spread open, while I go to straddle his body, above his head, and bend over, holding the boy's hips down. With Ivan crouched at the foot of the bench and leaning forward, we both give a slow lick to his dick from the base of his shaft to the head, Ivan over the underside and me over the upper side, our tongues meeting at the slit.

"Ngh... Gosh..."

Lewis is already squirming, but my fingers keep him firmly in place as I gobble one of his smooth testicles and gently massage it with my tongue while Ivan treats his shaft. When my ex-Master offered to ask Lewis to participate in our first public performance, I could only remember that evening in the Subs' room last summer when I managed to comfort him – and his brother, Earl – after Jimmy had ridiculed them. I reminded Ivan of this little story and insisted on having a part that would allow me to keep the promise I had made to worship the cutie's dick, and Ivan obviously accepted.

So, this is what we are doing now, taking turns at glorifying this short member, pleasuring him through a sweet torture of his balls and all the sensitive parts of his shaft. After about ten minutes of delicious agony, Lewis' body is becoming almost uncontrollable and his begging for release is getting loud. I am currently playing with the three-inch length, teasing it with my piercing, when Ivan decides that this has been enough and slightly draws back.

"Come for Master Aaron, Pet."

Ivan has barely pronounced the first word of his permission that a long shot of thick cream hits the back of my throat as Lewis tries to jerk his hips up. However, determined to ignore his own hands gripping the back of my knees and to extend his orgasm, I firmly pin him down and greedily swallow stream after stream of his juices, pleasantly surprised to find them sweeter than salty, until I have milked him dry. The way his body keeps jolting is exquisite as the last waves of pleasure course through him. Keeping a bit of his fluid in my mouth, I eventually let go of his shaft and lean further toward Ivan, staring at him intensely before we share a wild kiss.

This is the first time that we do so on equal grounds and there is no fight for dominance in our exchange, just two tongues passionately swirling in a mix of saliva and cum while a loud and approving rumble echoes around us.

"How are you doing, Pet?" I gently ask as I stride off his body and squat beside him, happily admiring the ecstatic expression on his face.

"Greaaaaaaaaaaaaaaat..." he sighs with content.

"Hope you've got some stamina left for the next part?"

"Yeah... Thank you, Master Aaron and Master Ivan, it was so good," he replies as I help him to sit up toward the foot of the bench, allowing Ivan to fix the mid-section support.

"It's not over yet, Pet," I purr huskily, making him blush again.

A few minutes later, Lewis has been completely restrained on the bench, all his limbs secured into the straps and leather cuffs so that he can't move while we continue pleasuring his body – and ours in the same process. A yellow ball and a red one have been placed into his hands to provide him with a way to safeword if he needs to, and we are now ready to enjoy the next part.

This is some sort of training and a way to prove my skills to a potentially-dubious audience tonight, so I am really glad to hear Lewis squeal and moan around Ivan's cock while I apply myself to offer him the best rimming I can. My tongue piercing seems to be doing wonders, working its magic as the little hole easily opens up and the boy's shaft quickly hardens again.

After a while, Ivan and I swap places, and while he opens him up further with lube and his fingers, I have Lewis suck on my erection which is profusely oozing with precum from the huge excitation and anticipation. The vibrations enhanced by his moans are purely amazing. Running my fingers through his curly locks, I take more control, gently thrust in and out of his mouth, picking up speed and slowing down to give him breaks. His tongue is talented, and I definitely recognize the tingles of a fire building up in my lower region, but my resolve to impress is higher than my possible weakness for an early orgasm, so I just hold it back.

It gets a little more difficult when I see Ivan unroll a condom over his shaft, though, and even more so as he begins to ease himself inside Lewis's rectum, staring intensely at me. The fever in his eyes when he begins to pound harder is scorching and enthralling, encouraging me to reach the same pace and to meet each of his thrusts in rhythm. Nonetheless, my attention never completely leaves the boy sandwiched between us and I keep making sure that he is alright, praising him on how great he does.

"After you, Master Aaron," Ivan suddenly says as he pulls back and removes the rubber before he walks to Lewis's front.

"With pleasure!"

I quickly protect my shaft with a condom, coat it with more lube and align the tip with the gaping hole that has been prepared for my girth. I don't mind that I won't get to feel so much his tightness stretch as I slip in; as a matter of fact, it will prevent me from climaxing right away and help my self-control. Locking eyes with my ex-Dominant again, I cautiously spread the boy's buttocks and lean forward, reveling in the sensations as his warmth envelops my entire length.

Holy fuck!!! Despite the rubber, I get to feel how hot his insides are and it's so freaking good!!!

Keeping his ass cheeks apart for a full and deep penetration, I slowly increase the pace of my thrusts, relishing in the easiness with which I am given to slide in and out, deeply aroused by the gaping hole each time I pull out. Watching Ivan crouch and kiss with Lewis is only enhancing my excitement further, especially each time he peeks up at me. I am sure he can tell how close I am to reach my orgasm.

He soon moves to stand on my right and begins to stroke Lewis' erection while using his other hand to jack off. The boy is so skinny that I have no problem reaching around his left hip to gently fondle his balls at the same time. I have also found the right angle to rub his soft spot and with all this stimulation and his now-empty mouth, the cutie has become a moaning mess begging for his second release.

I don't really care about what is going on among the crowd surrounding us. They could be jerking off while watching us or indulging in other forms of sex, I wouldn't notice. All that has my attention now is the boy I am pounding into, the way he is screaming with pleasure, how Ivan manages to lean toward me and start a new kiss.

This is just blissful!

"Come for us, Pet," I groan when I can barely hold it anymore.

His body stiffens exactly at the same time as Ivan shoots his load over his back and a high-pitched squeal escapes from his mouth, echoing to my fellow-Dom's grunt. The ring of muscles in his ass squeezes my erection as I bury myself deep inside of him, bringing me over the edge. My cock is pulsing with such intensity, as if my heart had migrated there, and the waves of delightful pleasure that course through my body enhance a loud groan with a voice that I can hardly recognize as it passes my lips.

Holy fuck! What a rapturous experience!!

I don't get lost in my trance, though, immediately remembering that I need to take care of this little bunny. Once I have gently pulled out of him, I quickly throw the used condom in a trash, tuck myself back in and while Ivan finishes to free his limbs from all the restraints, I wipe the sticky mess on his back with a towel.

Lewis is still shivering, so I cautiously lift him into my arms and carry him to an alcove that has just been freed by another couple. This is something that Ivan needs to improve in this club, space for aftercare, and I well intend to discuss it with him as soon as possible. Meanwhile, Lewis is about to pass out, so I gently lay him down on the bed.

"Can I perform his aftercare?" I ask with determination, and Ivan nods with a warm smile.

The scene wasn't that intense and didn't strain his muscles like a suspension would have for instance, but I still spend the next half hour reproducing the gestures Ivan dispensed to me so many times. I gently knead his shoulders, his arms, his legs and his back, rubbing the slight tension off his body. Ivan is sitting on the edge of the bed, caressing the boy's head and guiding me through the aftercare. He also reminds me to apply a bit of soothing ointment on his pucker since his hole took the pounding of two quite thick cocks.

By the time this is all over, Lewis has fallen into a deep slumber, so Ivan and I lie down on either sides of his body, cuddling him with a lot of tenderness.

"You were perfect tonight, Menino," Ivan whispers. "I'm so proud of you."

"Thank you, Master Dom. Like I said, I've learned from the best. I'm aware there's more to learn, but I'm confident. Around you, I'm certain to be taught the best methods to become a great Dom," I reply with a wink.

We spend another hour cuddling our evening boy until he eventually pulls out of his sleep. He isn't entirely awake when Mike shows up after Ivan asked him to fetch Lewis' clothes from his locker, so we help him to dress up and put him in a cab to get back home. Then, it's our turn to shrug back into our shirts and jackets before we return to Ivan's house.

There is not another word exchanged until we find ourselves into the corridor upstairs, and I assume he must have been rehearsing our wonderful evening at the club like I have. However, just as we are about to part ways in front of my bedroom door, I pull him into a bear hug, conveying all the gratefulness I feel for this man.

"Thank you, Ivan," I whisper. "Thank you for being such a great man. Thank you for the speech earlier. I just want to say that I'm fully conscious of the luck I had when I met you. I couldn't have found a better Samaritan back then. I'll be eternally grateful for all you've done for me."

"It goes both ways, Menino," he replies with his deep voice, squeezing me tighter. "It truly does. I have such faith in you. Just don't ever forget who you are, because deep down, you are the one allowing yourself to become who you are."

With that, he quickly drops a soft peck on my forehead, one that leaves a burning sensation on my skin, and turns around to get to his own bedroom. Once he has shut his door, though not before winking at me, I walk into mine and smile.

Fuck! What a great evening it was!

I have never felt so happy and if it weren't for my best friends missing around me, life would be perfect.

Published on 16 November 2021

This chapter feels a bit like a filler, and honestly, I remember it's one I had a hard time to write because it was difficult to find a happy medium between self-confidence and worry, determination and hesitation, but I think it was needed before the next step. And the next step is an introduction to the new training program for Dominants.

With Aaron being the future Master Dom you know from previous books, you can imagine that his second and third books will include a lot of training sessions, especially as you'll get to discover how all the secondary characters you've heard of in past books joined (and that includes Joshua, Mark and Camden – in that specific order btw 😌). So, in order to avoid being too repetitive, you'll only get bits of the training program in this book. Note that to make this realistic enough, the program evolves a bit through the years, and now that I am writing the third book and that Kayden has joined, it still continues to evolve a bit.

Anyway, that's enough blabla for today. In the next chapter, you will meet the "other trainee".