Challenge (MxM) (COMPLETED)

Note: this book is updated in time with my book Mercy. To fully understand this chapter and the next few please read chapters 1-7 of Mercy before this. Thank you! Chapter One- Noel "So I'm on my way to that club now. Sawyer is at his house so he won't see me there. Can you believe that piece of s**t? He really thinks I can't sit on my ass and take orders from some glorified sugar daddy? He pretends that being a submissive is hard or something! Even if it is I could still do it with my f*****g hands tied behind my back." I shout, walking down the street. I parked my car in the closest lot which is a block from the club because the lot for the club was full. "Your hands will be tied behind your back, Noe. I know that you're always trying to prove people wrong, but this isn't a game that you can win. Sawyer explained it to me when I found out about it and it's so much more than just the sex." Candace sighs. She knows she won't be able to change my mind once I have a goal to reach. "Whatever. Look, I'm gonna go. Love ya!" I hang up before she can respond and put my phone into my pocket while walking up to the entrance where the bouncer is waiting. "Name?" He asks with a clipboard in his hand. I roll my eyes and take a big step forward, pressing myself against the tall man. "I want to talk to whoever is in charge of this joint, got it? Now run along and bring him to me or step aside so I can go to him." "With an attitude like that, you'll get torn apart in there." He says, allowing me to walk inside before telling another man to take me to the head dom. As I'm led through the club, I let my eyes scan the crowd, noticing Elliot seductively dancing on Teagan. I thought that Teagan and Sawyer were a thing, but I guess at this place anyone can f**k whoever they want as long as everyone is cool with it. We eventually stop outside of a door and the bouncer tells me to stay out as he walks in. I press my ear to the door when he closes it so that I can hear. "Some brat walked up and demanded to talk to you. I think he may be interested in joining but he's got quite an attitude." The bouncer says. The next voice has my c**k hardening and my knees shaking at the sound alone. "A brat, huh? I'm sure I can tame him. Let him in." I back up and wipe any expression off of my face as the bouncer opens the door to let me walk in. Once I step in, I'm faced with the most handsome man on the face of planet earth. God, I thought Teagan was a beefcake, but this guy is way hotter. His dark tan skin has such an exotic look to it especially with his medium length black hair and the slight stubble on his jaw. His eyes are a vibrant hazel color and he's wearing nothing but a pair of tight leather pants and biker boots. It takes every ounce of self control I have to not walk right up and start licking his abs. "Holy mother of f*****g Christ, I thought Teagan was the daddiest beefcake around but I clearly hadn't met you." I mutter, not even attempting to hide the way I check him out. He raises a brow at me, looking amused as he chuckles softly. "I think that's a compliment." "f**k yeah." I answer, looking up to his gorgeous eyes once I'm finished eye f*****g him. "So what does it take to get my name on that list?" "If you wish to join the club as a member then you'll have to go through an interview with me followed by a background check and an std test. If I accept you, you'll begin training. I just finished training a submissive, so I'll be doing your training if you're accepted." He explains making my eyes widen. "That's a lot of work just to get tied up and f****d senseless." I admit, taking a seat in the chair in front of his desk. "Anyway let's start this interview." He walks up behind me and fists his hand in my hair to yank my head back so that I'm looking at him. "This is more than getting tied up and f****d. This giving your mind, body, and soul to another person through mutual trust and respect for one another." I wince and bite my lip to hold back a moan. His hand is huge and his hazel eyes look so dark and serious now. He smirks at the expression I make and let's go of my hair to sit at his desk. "You're going to be extremely fun." He tells me before taking a form out of his desk and beginning the interview. "Full name?" "Noel Grayson." "Grayson? Any relation to Sawyer?" "No." I snap at him, making him glare. I clear my throat and rephrase. "Sawyer is my older brother, but I'm Noel. I don't like being known through a family member. Don't compare me to him." "Age?" He asks, swiftly moving on after nodding in agreement. "18." "Height and weight?" "5'7 and 170." I sigh, raising a brow at him. "How is this stuff important?" "Shut up unless I ask you a question, got it? While you're at it, you will address me as Master Dax or Sir for the rest of our time here. If you piss me off again you're ass is gone." He snaps at me. The demanding tone in his voice and the dark look in his eyes has me far more compliant than I normally am. "Yes, Sir." "Good boy." He responds, making me smile a bit. So that's what this is like? If this is a competition then I'm definitely winning. I bet I could be a better submissive than Sawyer could ever dream of being. "Have you ever been arrested?" "Does it count if I was just in a holding cell for like an hour?" I ask, quickly adding a 'sir' to the end when he looks at me. "I'll take that as a yes. What were you in holding for?" "I got shitfaced at my friend's house party this one time. I was only drinking the punch, but turns out someone spiked it with something. I found out like halfway through but I was already tipsy by then so I just decided to keep drinking until I couldn't think straight. Anyway so the cops got there because his fugly ass neighbor ratted us out because of the noise. As I was getting put in handcuffs I was practically begging the sexy police officer to plow my ass into next week, but he politely declined by shoving me into the back of his car. Anyway, so we got taken to holding for drinking underaged, but Sawyer bailed me out like 30 minutes after I called him so it was no big deal. Mickey the f*****g Milkman, am I right?" He stares at me for a second before writing 'underaged drinking' and looking back up. "Right, do you have a job?" "I practically raise my siblings if that counts as a job." I answer. Sawyer, Candace, and I have to do everything for those little gremlins because our parents are always 'busy'. "Alright, how do you feel about polyamory?" "I've never done any kinky s**t before, but I'd try anything at least once, Sir." I admit, relaxing into the seat. He hums thoughtfully and licks his lips. "You're definitely going to be a joy to train. How many people have you had s*x with?" "f**k. Okay well there was those 5 guys in freshman year and then the whole chemistry class in sophomore year. Then Mickey and I did the ABC challenge, and then one each month senior year and those chicks in Panama over the summer." I sigh, trying to count everyone up in my head. Once I think I have the right number, I look up and smile at him. "Probably around 72, Sir." Rather than calling me a w***e or asking why I'd slept with so many people, he just writes down that I'm very sexually active and looks back at me. "Have you ever had unprotected s*x?" "Yeah. My friend and I did this challenge where we slept with a person whose name begins with each letter of the alphabet and there was only one 'X' in the entire school. Anyway Xavier said he wouldn't f**k me unless it was without a condom. I ended up winning the competition, but it was a long time ago. I've tested negative for everything." I inform him. I feel like that's embarrassing to say, but it's weird because I'm not the slightest bit embarrassed. Regret and shame aren't in my nature. "When was the last time you were tested?" "A month ago. I haven't had s*x since then though." "All your results were negative?" "Yep." I answer, fixing my response when he gives me a warning glare. "Yes, Sir." "What made you want to get into b**m?" He asks, putting the pen down to look at me once he reads off the last question. I take a deep breath, and think through what I'm going to say. This is probably the question that determines if he's going to let me in or not. I can't f**k it up. "Well, Sir. At first it was just because my brother thought I couldn't handle it. I wanted to prove him wrong by being a better submissive than he could ever hope to be. I think it's more than that though. You probably know because of Sawyer, but there's 10 kids in my family and I'm the third one. My whole life has been me competing with them to get attention or recognition, and I know I'm a little f****d up because of it. It's hard trying to live up to the expectations people put on me just based on who I'm related to, and now all I want to do is be better than them. Now everything feels like a competition to me, and maybe that's why I act out so that I can get attention. Honestly, I'm just sick of getting overlooked because I'm not important enough. I want to be important to someone. I want to be important enough to stop having to compete and fight for the acknowledgement I want, and I know that Sawyer is important to Teagan in a way that's more deep than just being boyfriends. I want to be important like that." "That was a surprisingly good answer." He tells me, smiling as he goes to say something else, but I cut him off before he can. "One more thing, Sir." I rush out before finishing. "I uh... I googled this stuff yesterday and I got hard just from reading about it. Like rock hard, Sir. I thought I'd blow a load in my pants. That's never happened before for anyone or anything. I've had a f**k ton of s*x, and I've never been so turned on in my life." "Good to know. Well, it seems like you'll be a challenge, but lucky for you, I love challenges. You'll train with me until you're ready to be let loose in the club." He tells me, making me grin. "Really? C-Can we start now then?"