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See, that’s what the app is perfect for.

Sounds perfect Wahhhh, I don’t wanna

SugarDaddy Matt

Taliesin is down on his luck and looks for some financial support from a friend of a friend. Matt is not interested in a house maid.

Taliesin is the same age and the rest of the group are younger.

3500+ words


Taliesin sits quietly at the bar looking down into the empty shot glass he is holding. The music above head changes as the bartender refills his glass with clear liquor.  As he takes the shot a lithe frame spills onto the bar chair beside him. Taliesin glances over and nods to his young friend in a mesh tank top hanging from his slim shoulders.

“Hello Liam.”

Liam purses his lips as he watches Taliesin. “What are you doing?”

“I’m having a drink. What are you doing?” Taliesin taps his glass on the counter a moment .

“I’m going out there and having some fun, like you should be doing.”

“Liam,” Taliesin tries to stop the younger man.

“Taliesin,” Liam matches Taliesin’s tone and laughs at the look he gets. “You’ve been coming in here and hiding for awhile. You aren’t even dressed up,” Liam leans in rubbing Tal’s side gently to feel the soft, university tee that the man was wearing. “You look so pretty in leather. Where’s you leather?”

“I don’t fit it,” Taliesin says bluntly.

Liam blinks as he looks up at the man. He sits back and looks Taliesin over. He sees the roundness to his face, and the soft curve of his belly. Sure Tal was never ripped, or especially thin, but he certainly had put weight on.

Liam huffs abit, “You aren’t even wearing a collar any more! You love collars. How is anyone supposed to know what you’re here for?”

“You aren’t wearing a collar,” Taliesin frowns.

Liam shrugs one shoulder, “Yeah but I’m working the room.”

“I’m really not in the mood to play” Taliesin folds his arms on the bar.

“Then why are you here?”

“I want to drink.”

Liam frowns and scoots in closer, “Taliesin?”

“I’m fine.”

Liam sighs and glances around. “Come on. There’s no one in the upstairs room.”

“I’m fine.”

“Come on,” Liam hops to he feet and snags Tal’s free hand. He tugs a little, “Please?”

Taliesin sighs and takes the shot that had been refilled before getting to his feet. “Fine.”

Liam leads the way along the back wall and up a set of stairs. It’s much quieter upstairs away from the music and chatting. Liam pulls Tal into the play room there which is empty, so they settle down onto the dark sofa.

Taliesin groans softly as he relaxes, stretching his legs out in front of himself. Bar stools really mess up your back after a while.

He knows what questions Liam is going to have and he really would rather not answer them. A tight bubble of shame rose in his gut as he could feel Liam starting to build up to his questionnaire.

“I haven’t really talked with you in a while,” Liam folds his legs under him, grabbing a throw pillow to hold in his lap.

“Yeah. Been busy.”

“Work?”

“Kinda.”

“I don’t-.”

“Looking for work,” Taliesin stares out the heavily tinted front windows.

Liam bites his lip a moment. “Trading up?”

Taliesin closes his eyes and his head falls back against the sofa. “I was laid off last month.”

“I didn’t know.”

“I didn’t tell anyone.”

“Taliesin.”

“Don’t get that tone with me,” Taliesin lays his hand ontop of Liam’s head, smiling to himself when he hears the younger man huff.

“Tell me what’s wrong.”

“I need a job. I need money. I need to afford rent,” Taliesin rubs his face and sighs, “Need to get my life together.”

Liam scoots in closer and smooths his hand up Taliesin’s bare arm.  "Taliesin you know I adore you but you kinda look like shit in this light.“

"I haven’t slept. I should probably eat at some point today,” he laughs, “I manage to not eat and gain weight. Fuck me.”

“Hey,” Liam frowns and sits up on his knees to scowl down at Taliesin. “You’ve never talked about yourself like this.”

“Yeah, well,” Taliesin stops himself. He doesn’t want to say anything hurtful to Liam. He isn’t mad at Liam, he adores the little guy. Taliesin hooks his arm around the boy and drags him down onto his chest.

Liam takes it in stride and gives Taliesin a squeeze, nuzzling into the man’s chest. “You are really snuggly now though.”

Taliesin laughs again as he pets Liam’s hair.

They lay there quietly together for a few minutes, listening to the muffled beat of the music downstairs.

Liam breaks the silence in a soft but serious tone. “How desperate are you?”

“Getting there.”

“Can you last till next friday?”

“I’m getting evicted next Wednesday.”

“What even was your plan?” Liam turns his head, still laying on Taliesin’s chest but now looking up at him.

“I have no clue,” Taliesin whispers, a dampness forming at his eyes.

Liam sits up and presses tender kisses to Taliesin’s hair line. Taliesin always appreciates how openly loving and affectionate Liam is, and now in this moment it feels like a lifeline.

“Hey buddy, don’t cry. We’re gonna get you some help.” Liam lays his hands on either cheek.

“What can I do at this point?”

“How desperate?”

“Very.”

“And you don’t fit in your leather any more?”

“Not really.”

“Can you dress up nice?”

“Like for an interview?” Taliesin takes Liam’s hands and sits up with his friend perched in his lap.

Liam smiles at Taliesin’s frowning and skeptical face.

“Sort of.”

Taliesin stares at his closet, towel around his waist. He has a few hours before he is supposed to be at the club a little before open.

He grabs his phone from atop his bed.

-How nice should I dress?

He sits down on the edge of his little bed, discarding his towel there. He starts to brush his damp hair down and considers giving himself a trim.

Liam replies quickly.

- Dress to impress!

- I have a nice suit?

- No. Don’t out dress him. Dress cute.

- Cute?

- Yeah. You’re cute Tal! Show off what you’ve got! Bring your bestest, softest you.

- Alright.

Taliesin sighs and drops his phone onto his bed. He stares at his closet again, going over what he has and what could be considered cute.

“What the hell Liam,” Taliesin groans before getting up again.

Taliesin lets himself in the back door of the club, nodding to the servers who were getting ready in the kitchen.

“Did Liam come in yet?”

“Yeah. He’s waiting for you.”

“Thankyou,” Taliesin moves quickly to the front room, and is relieved to see Liam alone.

“There you are.” Liam is laid back on a sofa and playing on his phone. “You look nice!”

“Think so?” Taliesin smooths his hands over the short sleeved, grey button up.

“Yeah. The pants looks great,” Liam winks.

“Glad I still fit them,” Taliesin glances at lavender jeans. He sits down by Liam.

“He will be here in a minute,” Liam sits up and leans on his friend.

Taliesin nods, squeezing his hands together in his lap.

“Don’t be so nervous. It’ll be fine.”

“It’s not just this. But this is what it’s come to,” Taliesin bites his lip. “Desperate for the help of a stranger.”

Liam just leans up and softly kisses Tal’s cheek.

It’s then that someone tries to open the front door only to knock. Liam hops up and goes to answer leaving Taliesin to nervously get to his feet and check his clothes.

“Hey Matt! Thanks for coming over,”  Liam lets in a tall, slim built boy.

“Of course,” Matt nods, smiling, “you had such an interesting offer.”

Taliesin’s gut tightens nervously as he waits. He examines Matt quickly. The boy was dressed in dark tones, all a sort of gray or black color. It paled him out but not in a terrible way, with some shoulder length ginger hair.

They both turn to look at him at the same time and Taliesin fearfully wonders if he’d missed something while not listening.

Matt glances to Liam again, smile faltering.

Taliesin jumps into action, moving towards them and offering his hand. “Hello,” he smiles, “I’m Taliesin it’s nice to meet you.”

Matt shakes his hand, “Taliesin good to meet you. Been hearing so much these past few days.”

“All good I hope,” he jokes.

“All interesting,” Matt openly looks him over.

Taliesin stands still under the gaze and just watches Matt quietly before Liam speaks up.

“Let’s sit and talk things out?” He claps his hands and leads them over to one of the empty tables.

Once they have all settled in there really is no build up to the main discussion.

“So,” Matt speaks up, hands clasped on the tabletop, “you want a place to live and financial support. What can you do?”

Taliesin holds his hands neatly in his lap and squeezes them to keep calm as he quickly replies. “I can cook, clean, run errands.”

“Live in help? That isn’t what I’m looking for,” Matt gets a coy grin, laughing softly.

“Of course,” Taliesin nods curtly trying to ignore the way Matt laughs at him.

“I want a someone who is mine. A pet. Can you do that?”

“I’ve got plenty of experience.”

“Full time? I am requiring 24/7, full power exchange in return for full financial support and care.”

Taliesin’s feels like his hammering heart has begun to rise into his throat. He had talked about and done much more lewd and vain things but something about Matt’s tone and the idea he could be entering some complicated scripted arrangement with this near stranger? It was affecting him deeply.

“Sure. I could do that. I think there would need to be a lot of discussion first,” Taliesin feels like he just hears himself speaking.

“Of course,” Matt opens the backpack he has brought and hands Taliesin a pocket folder. Matt passes him a pen, “I’m sure there is nothing too new to you in there, but there is talk on the full time exchange.”

Taliesin takes a packet of papers out and nods as he begins to read. Matt and Liam both take one as well with Liam glancing through it curiously and Matt filling it out as he goes. Taliesin appreciates Liam’s mediating presence, he isn’t sure he’d continue to sit here under the humor of the rich kid across from him if Liam wasn’t here to ground him.

“Have you reached the first part,” Matt seemes patient as Taliesin reads.

“Umm yes,” Taliesin glances up. “The description?”

“Yeah.”

“Okay.

"What questions do you have?”

Taliesin looks back down for a moment. “You uh, you sure mean 24/7 don’t you?” He laughs and hopes it doesn’t sound to nervous as he looks to Liam.

“Yes. Yeah, I really do,” Matt glances down to read, “full time and constant power exchange with the rules, expectations, and repercussions for both sides listed in the next pages.” He looks back up now, seeing both of the two older men just staring back. “Remember you can always safe word out at any time. It won’t end the entire agreement unless you refuse to continue the arrangement. It won’t be immediate by any means. We will play that by ear. So what do you say? Can you agree so far?”

“I’d like to try.” Taliesin has to admit to himself and only himself that there is a part of him that’s very interested. A tiered, humiliated, and terribly nervous part of himself.

Matt nods slowly for a moment, “Alright. Guess we don’t really lose anything from you trying. If you would really like to try and actually want to do this then sign.”

“Is this legal?” Taliesin frowns, pausing at the sign line.

“Nooo. It’s just for us really. So we have a hard copy of what it is we’re agreeing to.” Matt reassures.

Liam speaks up now, “I’ve got a similar one with him for when we have played. Smaller though.”

“I bet,” Taliesin tries to sign neatly and not allow his hand to shake too terribly.

“The next part is just for you. I want you to write down what you want out of this. Include room and board sure but anything else.”

Taliesin stares at this list drawing a blank. As prompted he writes down room, board, financial stability, help with health care needs.

“Is that it?” Matt eyes Taliesin and his paper before glancing towards Liam for some help. He hopes Liam can coax more interaction from his friend.

Taliesin only nods before Liam leans over towards him. “What about the weight thing bud?” He smiles softly.

“Weight? He can’t help me with my weight,” Taliesin shakes his head, not even entertaining the idea as he starts to turn the page.

“You need help with your weight? I can help you lose weight.” Matt smiles with some excitement at the skeptical look Taliesin give him. He can tell already this guy would be plenty of fun. Liam has really talked him up. Making Taliesin out like he was the perfect match for everything Matt is wanting in a full time sub. He is a little older then when Matt was expecting, but something about about putting an older man in his place excites Matt.  "It’s easy. Diet, exercise, and discipline and I can have you losing weight.“

Taliesin nods and begins to laugh, not entirely sure why. He just feels his nerves bubbling up into his throat, and he wants to find the determined way the young man was watching him as amusing and not as intimidating. "Sure,” Taliesin nods. “Gone this far after all, that is practically nothing.” Taliesin jots down, ‘Lose Weight.’

“What else,” Matt prompts, leaning forward with his arms on the table top. “We can discuss to add more later on if it comes up but I want to make sure we start with something.” He falls more serious, seeming genuinely concerned that Taliesin is getting enough out of this arrangement.

Taliesin shakes his head as he continues to laugh. “Sure sure, let me think,” he taps his pen on the list. As he stares at his own hands he scowls and quickly moves them to his lap to try and hide the growing tremor.

“You’re nervous?” Matt cracks a smile.

“No no. I forgot my med’s. So they’re just kinda doing that,” Tal makes another attempt to move on in the paper work.

“Forget often?”

Taliesin looks up at Matt, eyes narrowing some. “I’d say yes but I really don’t think my medication needs to be on this list.”

“Why not? Seems pretty important. I feel like if I am going to be taking care of you and am in charge of you then I want you doing things like taking your medication.”

“I mean helping me remember would be nice,” Taliesin speaks slowly.

Matt challenges him, “You’re afraid to put it on the list because you’d just get yourself in trouble.”

“Would I?”

“Only as often as you don’t take your medicine,” Matt shrugs.

Taliesin refuses. “I’d really rather not then.”

Matt frowns, his nose scrunching up as he does, “is it that bad? Are you forgetting that much?”

Taliesin feels heat in his face for the first time during all of this. “I’m forgetful, I get distracted.” He hopes he isn’t too red.

“Uh huh,” Matt is beginning to take on a new tone, one Taliesin isn’t thrilled to hear.

“Really it’s not like I choose not to.”

“Sure.” The same unbelieving tone, like he’s speaking to a child.

“What?”

“Why not put it down? I can help you remember and I promise to remember you are forgetful. Because I am not forgetful.”

Taliesin sits quietly, holding his pen tightly. “I…I’ll think about it.”

Matt nods, shrugging one shoulder, “Alright. We can discuss it again later.”

Taliesin pointedly turns the page to read the next part. He could feel the two younger men watching him as he reads, quietly waiting on him to continue to sign his independence away. Sure none of this is legal but that doesn’t make it any less real.

“This is impressive,” Taliesin looks over the extensive checklist in front of him. There is a solid page of listed kinks and fetishes. Taliesin doesn’t see anything he’d never heard of but it is still impressive. He is being prompted to rate them with a check mark for things he enjoyed, a triangle for things he didn’t exactly enjoy or wanted to discuss further but did not necessarily hate, then an X for things he refused.

“Take your time with that,” Matt stands up, still smiling, “I’m gonna grab something to drink. Want anything?” With murmurs of no Matt leaves to go check the bar.

“Are you alright?” Liam asks, keeping his voice quiet.

“So far,” Taliesin scans the paper slowly, pen paused at the edge and leaving a small spot of ink. He spots things he is particularly fond of or finds standard and gave them check marks. He pauses as canning. He enjoys canning others, not receiving. He gives it a triangle.

Spanking. Checkmark. Rope bondage. Checkmark. Suspension. An X. Cockwarming. A triangle. He continues on like this, skipping things and coming back to them as he needs.

“You look intimidated by some papers. Like it’s your final exam or something,” Liam laughs but he sounds nervous as well.

“This is extensive.” Taliesin taps the paper. “A lot of good stuff sure, but just…a lot.”

“Yeah, this is longer than when I talked to him,” Liam looks through the list, finding a lot of things that hadn’t been offered as play in his papers. Though those did seem like things that took more than a few hours. “Oh geez, long term chastity. Hell no.”

Taliesin mumbles, frowning over the top of his papers as he reads.  He makes marks and notes as he goes. Matt seems like he wants details, he can have details.

Matt settles back down into his seat, seeming to have a few issues with his long legs fitting comfortably back under the table. “How we doing? They let me buy some salsa,” the young man sets out a tray he’d been given with dips and chips.

Matt watches Taliesin as he and Liam share the chips. “You know you can change this whenever you like, this draft is not the end all be all of what our arrangement can be.”

“Might as well start off best we can, yeah?”

Matt concedes, “Well alright. I appreciate the effort. Just don’t stress yourself too much.”

“Are you gonna fill this out too,” Taliesin points to the rating scale.

“I’m more interested in your own rating. I want to work off what you want,” Matt eats another chip.

“Well I’m interested in your ratings.”

Matt’s head tilts to the side a bit with some surprise, “Alright. I’ll fill it out in a minute and you can have a look.”

Taliesin switches gears and decides to start his own questions. “How long have you been a dom?”

Matt scrunches his brow. “I dunno about 5 or 6 years?”

Taliesin is suprised. Is Matt older than he looks? “How old are you?”

“25,” Matt grins, very clearly impressed with himself.

Taliesin chuckles, “you really jumped right into this didn’t you?”

“Yup. Knew what I wanted and as soon as I could I had it,” he continues his proud smile. “How about you?”

“Not sure really. I was around 20 when I started. I say around 20 years,” Taliesin finishes off his list.

“Impressive. Always been submissive,” Matt asks.

“No certainly not. In the beginning yes but I’ve done it all by now. A little of everything.” Taliesin turns the page. “What’s the rest if this?”

“This part is for us to discuss expectations and limits.” Matt quickly eats another chip before turning his page.

“Sounds good,” Taliesin must admit that this was some pretty well made paper work. Covered all the bases.

“So just for general repayment you’ll be given a daily chore schedule. Is that agreeable?”

Tal nods slowly, “if it is within reason.”

“Yeah. I don’t have a copy of it right now but it’s really just home care things. Some cleaning and cooking and such.”

Tal makes notes on this page as he continues to nod, “yeah that seems reasonable.”

“If you fail to or refuse to complete these chores it is grounds for punishment of my choice within the bounds of your list. Is this agreeable?”

Taliesin continues to nod and scratch notes. He feels his face getting hot again and would rather not show it. “Is it not set punishment?”

“What do you mean? And how about you look up when you speak to me.”

Taliesin curtly looks up and folds his hands neatly on the table. He watches Matt beam at him and has a lot of mixed feelings. Matt on the other hand loves the feeling he got from commanding the older man.

“I mean,” Taliesin begins, “one  failure to obey is a certain punishment, a second failure is another. The punishments are pre decided.”

“We can discuss something like that. I don’t personally want it too preset because I think you are a smart, experienced man and there would need to be some unknown aspect to punishments to really effect you.”

Taliesin hums, “well. You aren’t wrong I suppose.”

Matt laughs then. “Alright. I do assure you that punishments will always be within the bounds of your list unless discussed other wise, but I personally would prefer to have creative freedom. Is that agreeable?”

Taliesin really doesn’t see anything wrong with this concept. If it stays within his list.

Matt speaks up again. “How about, if you ever feel a punishment is really too severe for the problem then you can use a safe pause word and we will find something you agree with?”

Taliesin nods, “alright. That is agreeable.” He looks back down and scribbles it down.

“I will require you to fulfill random orders but also take care of yourself. You will eat regularly and well. You will keep up hygiene and health care. You will sleep properly. I am not putting any direct rules into that because I bet you can feed yourself just fine but if I feel you are not then I will step in. How about that?”

“Yeah,” Tal glances up, “sounds perfectly fine.”

Matt smiles at Taliesin when he looks up, wanting to show he was pleased by it. “So what do you want?”

“Obviously I am wanting financial support and a decent wage.”

“Wage huh?”

Taliesin nods, “of course. A livable wage.”

“So I should supply you room and board and a full livable wage?”

Tal pauses. “Well I will certainly need some monetary compensation for my work.”

“I’m not sure about a full wage if you’re living with me. Maybe later if you choose to leave and continue to work for me i’ll up the pay and help you find some place to live. For now we can work out an allowance.”

Taliesin feels a clenching in his gut at “allowance”. Matt using that word really frames what this arrangement is going to be. He forces himself to speak. “What do you mean by allowance?”

“I’ll get you a prepaid card connected to my bank and I can just give you money.” Matt smiles, personally very much enjoying this. That extra edge of control excites him.

Taliesin nods. “Alright. As long as I am being compensated for my work.” He writes this down on the other half of the page. He looks to Liam wanting some help thinking of what he expected from Matt.

“You,” Taliesin begins again, “have to respect my personal needs. Of course I will do what you need and earn my space but…I do need space. I enjoy people and playing and all that but I need private quiet time. I would like some control over the room I stay in as well. And I gotta have free time to just get some fresh air and do what I like.”

Matt nods slowly as Taliesin makes his points. He is amused about how Taliesin was skirting around more serious terms. So he decides to push forward. “Well if you’re my full time sub I don’t mind any of that. If you need to go out you’ll just keep me updated on where you are.”

There is a hot flutter in Taliesin’s chest as he nods curtly in his best attempt to keep full composure. “Sounds good.” He quickly looks back down and finishes his writing.

“So,” Matt is finishing off his packet to trade with Taliesin. “We have talked about the general description of what this arrangement is. We have talked about sexual limits and preferences, things you want from the arrangement, and general expectations for one another. Is there anything else you’d like to talk about right now?”

Taliesin shakes his head slowly as he thinks. “No I think this is a good place to start.”

“Okay then. Let’s sign the bottom.” Matt scribbles his signature then trades packets with Taliesin to sign under his name on the second packet.  "I filled that packet out so you can look it over.“

"Yeah I see that. I appreciate it.”

“Okay final question I suppose. When will you be ready to move in? I have a room prepped.” Matt puts Tal’s packet back in the folder and in his bag.

“Well, I’m evicted on wednesday.”

“So I’ve heard,” Matt nods ,“if you want to come in today you are welcome. But if you want to wait till tomorrow or Wednesday that’s alright too.”

Taliesin tap his finger on the edge of the table. “I need to finish packing so maybe..late tomorrow?”

“Alright. We can come help you get everything in cars and lead you to your new home.” Matt nudges Liam playfully.

Liam smiles and nods. “Yeah. We will come by and get some lunch and help you settle in.” The smile he gives Taliesin is a soft and reassuring smile. He didn’t think he could agree to what Taliesin was agreeing to. But also he knew there was a level of enjoyment the older man could get from this that he wouldn’t.

“Sounds good.” Taliesin smiles back and gets up as the others do.

Matt puts his bag on and is surprised when Taliesin holds his hand out. Matt shakes his hand as and laughs. “I really think this will be fun.”

“I sure hope,” Taliesin nods and looks to Liam. “I’ll see you two tomorrow around noon?”

“Yeah,” Liam chirps, “see you then buddy. Have a good evening.”

Taliesin follows out behind the other two and heads for his own car. He sees Liam gets into Matt’s small, black car. He sits with Matt’s packet of papers on his knees, reading through it as the others drive away. He sits there for sometime, listening to the radio and just thinking until another car pulls into the parking lot. The club will open soon.

Taliesin pulls out of the lot and heads home to force himself to pack.