Website designer Jason is geeky, inexperienced, and eager to please. He just moved out and needs cash so he calls up local bars to design websites for them, only to find himself face-to-face with a gay BDSM club owner he knew years ago. His school computer club co-president has grown into the sexiest man Jason can imagine. Alec gives him the tour of the club and tells him to find a submissive who will agree to be photographed with him as the dom for the website. When Jason watches a spanking scene with interest, Alec offers him even more money if he'll give in to his desires and help Alec fulfill the fantasies he always had about Jason – the ones that caused him to finish school early, quit the club, and move to the big city. Public bondage and spanking quickly leads to more, meaning Jason is about to become a whole lot more experienced... but he can't contain his feelings for Alec, and it seems like his old school friend feels the same. Warning: This short story contains scenes of an explicit nature between consenting adults including flogging and hot public sex in the middle of the work day, and is intended only for an 18+ audience. Word count: 12,700, or about 50 pages. Excerpt: Jason didn't want to back out before he could say it out loud, so his words rushed out in a breath. “The camera has a self-timer and I can take screen captures from a video recording, and I'll... model with you.” A smile spread over Alec's face. He reached his hands out, beckoning slightly for Jason to step closer so he could rest his hands on Jason's hips. It was strangely intimate despite them being in the middle of a gay BDSM club that was filling up with men of all sorts now, some of whom noticed them. In fact, some men were looking Jason up and down, and he noticed other men observing the thinness of his shirt and the tightness of his jeans across the rounded curves of his ass. Alec tightened his grip and gazed into Jason's eyes for a few moments, as if making sure he meant it. “Sure?” “Of course,” Jason griped. “Where should we go?” Alec cast his gaze about as if deciding between a few ideas that occurred at the same time, then pointed. “The cross in the room where you first found me.” It wasn't as public as the ones in the middle of the main room, but they might still have an audience. Then, he dropped his hands from Jason's hips and reached out to catch his hand. God, what a tight grip! Jason nearly stumbled, lightheaded already as he followed. When his eyes fell to Alec's waist, his breath caught in his throat. He hadn't noticed it, but Alec had a flogger tucked through a belt loop, swinging so casually at his waist. The man's demeanor had changed from the soft, gentle man who had touched him moments earlier as he shifted into a tougher, more commanding stance. “Come.” Jason obeyed almost automatically, focusing on putting one foot in front of the other as the rest of the room seemed to fade out of view. He was focused only on Alec now, some part of him still resisting this but unable to win out yet. After all, he was still freely obeying him, right? Alec pulled him in now with a hand on each cheek, rubbing his thumb across Jason's temple and looking him in the eye. Then, that gaze wandered down until Alec gazed at Jason's lips. Instinctively, Jason licked them. Alec's hand curled in the hair at the back of his head and pulled him in just a little more before he stepped forward to bridge the rest of the distance, and they were kissing—Holy shit.