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All Chapters of DIRTY SUBMISSION TO MY FATHER’S BEST FRIEND: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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Chapter 1

Mason’s POV I have always been drawn to older men who know how to take charge, the kind that naturally commands without needing to ask. The type who can look at me once and understand exactly what I need, sometimes even before I say it out loud. There is something about that authority, that certainty, that pulls me in every single time. It’s magnetic, almost dangerous, and yet I can’t help but be drawn to it.I like being told what to do, especially in bed, where I can finally let go completely, where my mind can stop spinning and I can surrender to the sensations but it doesn’t always stop there. Outside the bedroom, when I feel close enough to someone, I crave that same kind of control. I crave authority and dominance, and the way it can make me forget everything else and just obey. The thought of following orders, of being guided, and of having someone else hold the reins while I let go entirely turns me on but finding the right one was the hard part. Finding the man who actuall

Chapter 2

I spent hours browsing the site in my free time, scrolling through profile after profile, reading stories, fantasizing about what could be. It was like a secret world, one that let me know I wasn’t alone in what I needed. There were so many guys out there who wanted the same things I did. Rough hands, tight ropes, paddles striking bare skin, each description made my cock twitch in response, my body aching for it even as my mind lingered in disbelief at how vivid it all felt.One story caught my attention, and I found myself reading it twice, unable to stop. It described a submissive tied to a bench, his ass raised, while his Dom whipped him red before fucking him raw. Every detail was sharp in my imagination, the crack of the leather, the burn spreading across bare skin, the way the sub begged for more even as tears ran down his face. My hand slipped under the towel as I gripped myself, my breath catching and my hips shifting slightly as if I could feel every moment through the words

Chapter 3

My mouth went dry as I stared at his profile, my heart hammering in my chest, and my imagination running wild. I pictured him snapping those cuffs onto my wrists, the click echoing loudly, a sound that made my body shiver in anticipation. Then I imagined the crop dragging across my ass cheeks before bringing it down hard. The sting would spread immediately, making my skin red and tender, and I’d push back involuntarily, craving more and craving the pain that came with his dominanceHis page wasn’t flashy at all, which somehow pulled me in even deeper. There was no over-the-top bullshit, no cheap tricks or dramatic displays, just the tools of real play, real scenes, and a glimpse into control practiced and honed. I kept reading, my hand slipping at intervals under the sheet to grip my cock. It was half-hard now, throbbing slightly, and I stroked it slowly, and deliberately, trying to prolong the ache rather than satisfy it. His words sank in, settling in my chest like a warm fire and m

Chapter 4

My nerves hit me hard as I pressed send. Every nerve in my body buzzed, my skin tingling as if he were already touching me, already holding me close and demanding my obedience. I imagined our first meeting, the way he would look at me, his eyes sharp, assessing, commanding. He’d order me to strip slowly, every inch of my naked body laid bare to his gaze, the heat in his eyes making my skin flush. “Kneel, boy.” I’d drop, my knees hitting the floor with a soft thud, my mouth opening wide for his cock. I could almost feel his hands gripping my hair, tugging me back with roughly and forcing tears to trail down my cheeks as he fucked my face roughly, showing me exactly who I belonged to. Then he’d flip me over, with my ass up and my chest pressing into the mattress as he raised that paddle. The first strike would make my skin flare red, the sting spreading sharply. .“Count them, boy. Thank me for each one.”I’d gasp, my voice breaking as I shivered under the pain and pleasure combined,

Chapter 5

Alaric’s POVDespite the distance between us over the years, Caius and I kept our friendship strong. He was like family to me, and I was the same to him. We have had a series of vacations with his wife Sarah and their son Mason. Now that I had moved back to New York, being close to them again felt right. I would always be grateful that our differences never pushed us apart. Caius had his straight life, his wife and kid, while I chased my own path as a gay man who craved control in the bedroom but none of that mattered and our bond was still very strong. We had just finished a hard run through the neighborhood paths, sweat dripping down my back as my muscles burned from the effort, even though I watched what I ate and hit the gym every day. Caius wiped his face with his towel, breathing heavily, and I did the same, feeling the damp cloth soak up the sweat on my skin.“Damn, we’re getting old,” Caius said with a grin, his chest heaving as he caught his breath.“Yeah, we are,” I replied

Chapter 6

Alaric’s POV“Get on your knees” I’d growl, and he would drop instantly, his knees spreading wide as he exposed himself fully to me, offering everything without hesitation. I would circle him slowly, the crop resting in my hand, dragging it lightly over his skin before tapping his balls gently at first, just enough to make him react then harder, each strike building until a soft whimper slipped past his lips.I would make him beg for my touch and his voice would crack as he obeyed, the desperation clear in every word as he pleaded. I would step closer, pushing my fingers into his mouth without warning, watching as he took them in, sucking instinctively, his lips wrapping around them like it was my cock, eager to please me. Then I would take my time, preparing him properly, working him open slowly, stretching him with practiced patience until his body responded completely, until he was trembling and leaking, unable to hide how much he needed more.And when he was ready, when he was fu

Chapter 7

Mason’s POVThis was exactly why I hated coming home. I did not want to be here at all. In fact, I was already starting to regret why I even showed up. If my mom had not told me that Alaric was coming over for dinner, and that it would be rude for me to skip after she had already said I would be there, I would not have come. But now, with how things were going, I wished I had just stood my ground. I should have said no, no matter what she said. I could have been at my apartment right now, alone with my thoughts, or maybe chatting with that man online who made my cock throb with his commands. Instead, I sat here, trapped in this house full of expectations that choked me.The backyard felt too open, the sun beating down on my skin as we sat around the table after eating. Jane kept talking non-stop about her son in college, going on and on about how well he was doing, how he got into the same school my dad had gone to years ago. It dragged on endlessly, her voice high and proud. And to m

Chapter 8

Mason’s POVI imagined Alaric saying it in a scene. “Live for me, boy. Submit to my cock.”He would cuff my hands behind my back, push me to the floor, make me crawl to him. His boot on my back, pressing me down while he unzipped, his hard shaft slapping my face telling me to open my mouth widely. I would suck him eagerly, my tongue swirling the head, tasting his salty pre-cum.I opened my mouth to say more, to ask what he thought of my life, but my Dad came back out. I let out a low and frustrated groan as the moment changed. “What were you two talking about?” Dad asked, sitting down.I rolled my eyes. He was always checking and always in my space, wanting to know everything. “Oh, I was just telling Mason how happy I am to see him and how proud I am too,” Alaric said smoothly, cocking a brow at me. That look sent a jolt straight to my groin. My stomach flipped, heat pooling in my gut which was strange, because Alaric had never made me feel this before. Sure, he was always around,

Chapter 9

Alaric’s POVAs soon as Mason left the table, the air in Caius's backyard turned thick and strange. Caius stopped talking right away. He just sat there, staring at his plate as his fork pushed around some food he no longer wanted. I knew this was not the moment to bring up Mason. I had words stuck in my throat, things I needed to say about the boy, but they could wait. Another day, maybe. I pushed back my chair, said my goodbyes and left. I did not leave because of the awkwardness. No, my head was already miles away, back to the sub I had been chatting with last night. Tonight, I wanted to pick up where we left off. The pull was strong and it almost felt like a hook in my gut.I drove home fast, my cock twitching in my pants just thinking about him. As soon as I stepped through my front door, I did not bother with anything else. I didn’t shower to wash off the dinner smell and didn’t even bother changing out of my shirt and slacks. I grabbed my laptop from the desk in the hall, carrie

Chapter 10

Alaric’s POVI typed slowly and carefully, forcing control into every word I sent, and Domcraver's reply now came instantly, always instantly, as if he was waiting for me to break him open. I exhaled sharply, my grip tightening on the armrest. This wasn’t supposed to feel like this. It was supposed to be control, distance, structure, but with him, it was becoming something else, something deeper and something dangerous. I adjusted in my seat, trying to steady myself, trying to keep the line clear between who I was and what I was doing, but every message from him blurred it further. He gave himself too easily, too completely, and I hated how much that fed something inside me I usually kept buried.My cock twitched in my pants as I read his last reply, the image of his submission hitting me hard. DomCraver knew exactly how to stoke the fire in me, how to pull me further in without even trying. I leaned back in my chair, typing again, my tone hard as I pushed him further.Dominanttotheco

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