Will you allow him the power?
Cassandre Dayne
In the middle of a crowded restaurant? Would you consider a touch of public display in order to make sure he or she complies? Would you argue over the exchange of power? Then again, if you’re a guy and longing to have all the control in an relationship and your lover is another male ““ hmmm”¦ Doesn’t that sound daunting? I find myself writing a lot of m/m pieces and I really enjoying penning stories with rough-hewn guys who love all things like Harley’s and Viper’s. But they have a very sensuous and passionate side as well. Can you imagine if you’re used to being the
one in control and then you meet and perhaps fall in love with someone who’s just like you ““ full of power and brawn? Can you image a bit of a Power Struggle to see who’s going to be top dog?
What if you went to great lengths to try and make sure the other man in your life knew you were going to be the one in charge including initiating passion is a very public place. Could you handle it? Have you ever given yourself over to passion somewhere that a bit naughty and out of the ordinary? The thought of being discovered is certainly an aphrodisiac to many and a touch too kinky to others. I have written about public displays and voyeurism in several of my stories because of the trickle of fear the meshes with the story. In writing Power Struggle, a story about two men with dark secrets and the desire to be in control, they engage in some sinful moments in the middle of a crowded restaurant and love every minute of it. They also like to simply show off their brawn to the other man ““ you know the puffing up syndrome.
This doesn’t matter is you have a same sex or heterosexual partner either. And you don’t have to be this deliciously naughty. You can allow him to be in control of that moment of passion in the privacy of your own home. I think for men they sometimes feel at a loss of control because of their everyday lives and the stresses of their job and a typical family life. Perhaps suggesting that he come up with something a bit saucy and completely out of both of your comfort zones might spice things up a bit. I am not suggesting that you go out in the middle of your cul-de-sac in an open convertible, but”¦there are certainly some other tasty methods that might give you both a kick, a sizzle.
I think thought that with two men who desire for the level of control whether in the bedroom or with the entire relationship, they’re going to go to extreme methods. Imagine him appearing at your door as policeman or fireman and they’re ready to tie you up. How about a little play time in a darkened room or a few very sexy toys? You get to control them”¦ Then again, a raging fire, a bottle of massage oil and a very lit candles might give you a spark. I’ll give you a taste of Power Struggle and see what you think.
POWER STRUGGLE
Cole growled and thrust his way through the dense crowd, pushing the men aside, heading for the large group of rowdy bikers. “What the hell is going on here?” While he was not normally Billy Bad Ass, tonight Cole dressed the part with steel-toed boots and a tight, black tee shirt. He looked dark and dangerous with his long dreads and chocolate skin and at the moment he was damn glad God had given him more than a fair share of masculinity.
“You gonna stop us?” A snarling voice came from the middle of the crowd.
“Yeah, I am.” Cole eyed the slender bartender that hugged the back wall. What in the hell was 
Mick doing having a kid man the bar? “Candy? You okay?” he hissed and jerked two strong bikers out of his way.
“I’m fine,” Candy snarled.
“The lady’s with us.” The heavily tattooed man drifted in front of him, pressing a single finger into Cole’s chest.
Cole stopped and stared down slowly as he sensed two more men flanking the aging blond. “Remove your finger or lose it.”
“Oh, a threat. Hmmm”¦let me think.”
As the biker took a swing, Cole pushed him hard, forcing him against the side of a pool table. This wasn’t going well. “You’re out of here!” He pointed back and forth between the men, keeping his eyes pinned on their actions. They were drunk and along with their sex drives, their sheer mass could prove to do some damage.
The friends crept closer, snarling as they shook their heads. “Think you’re messing with the wrong boys,” the taller one said, his whisper laced with anger.
Out of the corner of his eye, Cole saw Candy shift through the crowd. While she didn’t look any worse for wear, she was one pissed off little gal.
“Out now and when you cool off, you can come back to the bar,” Cole warned, realizing the other two were about to take him down. He stepped back, ready for a fight.
“You gonna make me?” the first man hissed in Cole’s face.
“Yeah, I am,” Cole said quietly, his eyes dancing back and forth across the three bullies. He bristled and ducked as the first swing came, the force and clear inebriation of the straggly man throwing the attacker’s body forward off balance.
Snarling, the man landed with his hands on the edge of the pool table and instantly swung around, fists raised. “Fuck you!”
Go! Go! Go!
As the second man gathered Cole’s shirt in his hands and shoved him hard, preparing to pepper him with harsh blows, Cole snarled and jerked free, sending the stunned man pitching into the crowd. At that moment he knew he was in deep shit. Second day on the job and he’d started a riot. “Fuck!”
The next several seconds played out in slow motion as the majority of the customers formed a circle around them, grinning, raising their fists and chanting like wild dogs.
Fight! Fight! Fight!
Candy pushed her way toward Cole and held out her hands. “Stop it, boys! This is nuts.”
“You takin’ up for him sugar?” The blond man grinned, yanking her into the heat of his body and flicking her nipple through her tight tee shirt. “He can’t have a taste until I’m done snackin’ on you!”
Jerking out of his slippery hold, she placed her hands on her hips and stood to her full height, glaring at him. “You couldn’t handle me so don’t waste my time and trust me, if you touch me again, I will rip it off.”
“Ooohhhh, a ball buster I see,” he snarled. “Well we know how to deal with those kinds a bitches.”
“Bring it,” Candy hissed.
“Candy, back down.” Cole cringed, realizing the boys were no longer playing games. “Go get Lurch, now!” he demanded, forcing her toward the back door. At least the hulking bouncer could help throw them out.
“I can handle them,” Candy growled.
“Out!” he yelled as fists were raised and the three men stumbled forward, surrounding him.
It was the booming voice that everyone heard first. It was the shattering of glass that they heard second.
“Enough!” The deep rumble thrashed through the crowd, bouncing off the dark paneling.
Cole tipped his head as the large golden-haired God like man swept through the crowd, pushing the men aside like they were toy solders. The rumbling of his humongous frame as he pounded the tile floor resonated throughout the room like a jagged bolt of white-hot heat. “Shit!” You go big man.
“You heard the nice folk here. Leave the woman alone or you’ll have to deal with more than the hired help, boys.” The man snarled and grabbed the aging blond, lifting him like a rag doll.
Cole smiled as the captive man’s eyes grew wide. Out of the corner of his eye he saw Candy
grinning wickedly before backing out of the Lair. He hissed at the remaining two, relishing the way they slunk into the shadows.
“If you want a show boys, take it outside without the lady. You got it or do I need to give you a little reminder?” The hulking hero cocked his head, his eyes shimmering as he licked his lips and leaned into he shaking man, breathing a single puff of air into his face.
Tick Tock. Cole thought for sure the asshole was going to try and take on the carved hunk.
“We were just leavin’.” Huffing, the tattooed man snarled yet he refused to look the hero in the eye.
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