Daniel was more than a bit nervous about meeting with Ted at Murphy's Bar. His good friend had added up Daniel's sudden disappearances with his bruised knees and lame excuses and quite correctly concluded that Daniel had been on his knees servicing another man. Ted had given Daniel a stark choice: come clean with him on the full story or he would take what he knew to Daniel's wife, Nicole.
Nerves aside, Daniel knew he couldn't avoid the conversation. He was at Murphy's at eight o'clock as agreed. He picked out a booth for privacy, far from the noise at the bar. Ted soon found him and the two men exchanged pleasantries and ordered drinks. Once the cold ones were on hand, their conversation began in earnest.
Daniel had been terrified at having been caught out as a cheating husband and he was embarrassed at the submissive and homosexual circumstances, but he had been the cock-sucking slave of another man for the past two years and a part of him welcomed this chance to confide in someone. He would rather have the conversation with a friend, especially if by doing so he convinced Ted not to tell Nicole about Daniel's secret cum-eating proclivities.
Daniel unfolded the entire story to Ted: how after barely a word of introduction to his wife's recently estranged brother at a wedding, Jake followed him into a private washroom and seduced him. A grin, eye contact and the provocative gesture of unzipping his fly was all it took to compel Daniel to drop to his knees and give his first blowjob. Since then, the encounters continued, with Jake texting Daniel at any time of the day or night to drop everything and come service him. Daniel knew that Jake would keep their secret for two reasons: Jake wanted to keep getting hummers from Daniel and if their liaisons became common knowledge, Jake would be ostracized by his family for ruining his sister's marriage. But if Jake had good reason to remain silent, Ted did not.
"Wow," said Ted. "Your wife's brother!"
"I know. I can't even blame bad judgement; thought never entered into it. Now I'm his complete slave."
"It seems to me you could stop anytime. He hasn't got anything on you that wouldn't hurt him just as much."
"You don't understand. I can't resist his call." I stared in my beer as if scrying for a solution to my problem.
"What I really don't understand is this. You service him but he doesn't return the favour. What's in it for you?"
"I can't explain. When I'm... doing it... I feel like I'm where I belong, like I'm fulfilling my purpose."
"But he's the only one who gets off."
"It makes me horny as all Hell. When I get home, I throw one into Nicole the first second I can get her alone. It's a strange affair that makes you have more sex with your wife. At least she can't complain of that."
Ted stroked his chin thoughtfully. "Are you arguing that your affair, if we can call it that, has strengthened your marriage?"
"I wouldn't put it like that, but Nicole and I are as intimate and loving as we ever were. If only I didn't have this guilt."
"Hmm... Maybe you're only being true to your nature. Some men have a strong submissive streak in them. That can manifest in different ways. Some men are mastered by their wives; others like to be dominated by a mistress or prostitutes. Maybe being a plaything to a man in emotionally distant encounters is just your thing."
I reddened.
"Don't be ashamed. It's only natural. Our society still puts an emphasis on male dominance, but the vast majority of men are betas, not alphas. Your situation might be more extreme than just letting your wife be on top, but there's nothing unusual about a man having a submissive side."
"I have met Jake a few times, a passing acquaintance. I've been to his bar, so I know him from there slightly. I will talk to him. It seems to me that what you're doing won't hurt anyone unless the secret gets out."
"Talk to him?" Daniel asked. "What would you say to him?"
"I'd suggest some compromise. Put some boundaries in place."
As nervous as Daniel was about the idea of a confrontation with Jake, Ted was making sense. They had a few more drinks before Daniel had the courage to follow Ted to Jake's bar.
Jake's Place was different than Murphy's Bar and Grill. Where Murphy's had a wholesome pub atmosphere, something was a little off at Jake's. The staff and patrons were of a rougher sort. The place wasn't dirty, but it looked dingy under the dim lighting. Once more, Daniel and Ted took a booth. Jake was behind the bar, but when he saw the two men, his brother-in-law and a casual acquaintance, come in and sit down, he was curious about it. Jake wasn't the kind of man to back down from a challenge. He walked right over and stood by their table.
"Hi, Daniel, Hello, Ted," Jake said. "What can I get for you boys tonight?"
It was the first time that Jake had spoken directly to Daniel since they were introduced two years ago.
Ted ordered for both Daniel and himself. Jake stopped a passing barmaid, a woman whose tattoos covered every inch of visible skin except her face, and passed the order on to her. Jake mused to himself that he had fucked the barmaid this afternoon and had been blown by Daniel an hour later. Jake kept some small talk alive until two beers arrived. When the server retreated back to the bar, Ted spoke up.
