Team Sub Ch. 07

Chapter 7 -- Testing the Waters

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Dan and Isaac were lounging on the couch watching a random series about serial killers on the TV. The Sunday afternoon sun gently shone through the windows. It was a mild autumn day. The earthy scent of coffee billowed around the room from their coffee cups on the table.

Dan lazed out where he lay in his hoodie, shorts and white socks. To get more comfortable, he placed his socked feet on the coffee table and sighed.

'Dude, not on the table. Your socks are gross,' Isaac chimed in.

'They aren't gross, man,' Dan argued.

Isaac raised an eyebrow. 'Wanna check?'

Dan huffed and raised his feet and peered at the soles. They could do with a wash, their whiteness turned a dark grey, but they weren't that bad.

'See,' Isaac smiled knowingly.

'Uhh, fine,' Dan planted his feet on the floor and crossed his arms grumpily. But maybe he was right about the socks, he thought.

He turned away from the TV and stole a glance at his housemate. They often fought like a married couple, Isaac usually winning with his quick-wittedness. Dan hadn't noticed the fact until recently when he had started thinking about doms and subs and how sometimes people fell into one role or the other or sometimes a bit of both. His recent experiences planted him well in the latter of those two groups. But what was Isaac if any of those roles? He had joked about being a dom, but was he really capable of being one? Now that he looked back at their household dynamic, Isaac usually got his way. Not because he was bossy or demanding in a way that sought to take advantage, but more so because he always seemed to be smart or have good ideas or valid perspectives on things. Dan usually fell in line with Isaac, but had never noticed it. He had been happy to follow suit, because Isaac seemed mature, made good points and had sensible direction.

Now as he thought about it in the light of day with power dynamics in mind, maybe he had been practising submissiveness all along, but just hadn't known it. He had been easy-going about Isaac taking the lead in their household dynamic, but maybe that was submissiveness? And Isaac had stepped into the role of head of the household, which maybe was dominance?

The thoughts swirled in Dan's head as he gazed at his housemate - the lanky, slightly awkward-looking nerdy twenty-something man. Unassuming in a humble manner, yet attractive in a cute twink kind of way.

He wasn't what Dan would usually go for. But looking at him now changed how Dan saw Isaac. There was an energy that radiated from his housemate. A possible dominance he had been blind to before, and only recently had been given the right lenses to see. It made the man somehow more attractive to him. It was a quiet confidence, a reassurance that went unspoken. The mere order of being told to take his feet off the coffee table stirred something in him. Before it may have just annoyed him, but now there was a power that exuded from the exchange. Isaac had exerted a slight dominance over him, and the flutters in his stomach sent some hot blood to his crotch, making him grow slightly hard. His housemate was becoming much more attractive in his eyes.

'Dude, you're staring,' Isaac looked at Dan, snapping him out of his reverie, his glazed eyes switching back to focus.

'Oh, sorry Sir-I mean man, sorry. Daydreaming,' Dan stuttered, trying to come up with a quick explanation.

'Sir, eh? You're really hung up on this dom/sub stuff, aren't you?' Isaac smiled.

'Kinda,' Dan's face blushed a deep red. 'Have to admit, when you told me to take my feet off the table, it kinda... turned me on.'

'Really?' Isaac chuckled. 'Wow, didn't know I was that much of a heart-throb,' he touched his chest.

Dan jokingly punched his housemate. 'You know what I mean. It was just because of you giving me an order. Don't know why but it just does something to me. Recently my brain has just switched on to these sorts of things.'

'Sounds like a sexual awakening to be honest,' Isaac seemed genuinely interested. 'Can happen at any time or age. It's great you're discovering something about yourself.'

'Yeah,' Dan agreed, looking off into the distance as he thought to himself. 'Would you... maybe give me an order?'

'You want me to dom you?' Isaac asked.

'You don't have to if you don't want to,' Dan said quickly.

'Hmm, I've never done anything like that before.'

'It's ok, I shouldn't have asked,' Dan looked embarrassed.

'I didn't say no,' Isaac put his hands up. 'Well I guess I could give it a go,' Isaac intrigued, sitting up.

Dan gulped, waiting in anticipation, but also internally cringing at the awkwardness of the situation.

Isaac looked around and spotted the coffee cups. 'Umm, do you mind getting me another coffee?'

Dan smiled at his housemate's effort. 'Maybe don't phrase it as a question, more of an order. And more assertive in tone. Plus calling me "boy" always makes me feel quite subby,' Dan practically beamed.

'Ok, that's a lot,' Isaac chucked. 'Um, go get me a coffee, boy,' Isaac jerked his head and laid back on the couch.

Better, Dan thought, clunky, but his housemate had promise. 'Yes, Sir,' Dan scooped up the cup and went off to refill his housemate's drink. His stomach fluttered from being given an order and from being called 'boy' by Isaac.

Isaac watched his housemate stroll away. He grinned to himself. Maybe he could get used to this. Having a hot guy do as he was told. It was exciting.

In the kitchen, Dan smiled as he boiled some water for the coffee, making it how his housemate liked it.

Once he had finished making the coffee, he went back inside to Isaac and placed the cup in front of him. 'Your coffee, Sir.'

'Thanks, man-I mean, boy,' Isaac quickly corrected himself.

Dan stood in the centre of the living room expectantly.

'What are you doing?' Isaac turned after noticing his housemate was just standing there.

'Waiting for another order, Sir.'

Isaac hadn't expected he'd need to keep giving out commands. Stumped he said, 'uhhh, I can't think of anything else, just sit down I guess.'

'Yes, Sir,' Dan went over towards Isaac but instead of throwing himself down on the couch he sat on the floor by his housemate's feet.

'What are you doing?' Isaac grew confused. It felt like he was dealing with a helpless puppy or toddler.

'I just like the power dynamic of me sitting on the floor by a dom,' Dan looked up at his housemate.

'Oh, ok, that's cool,' Isaac said, looking at the back of Dan as he leaned against the couch and looked up at the TV. He had to admit, his housemate looked cute down there: the muscular guy sitting at his feet. But he hadn't dommed before so he was a bit apprehensive about what to do next. Sure it felt good bossing him around, but he didn't know what was overstepping the boundary.

'How about you massage my feet for a while, boy?' Isaac tested, tense as he waited for his housemate to tell him to fuck off.

Dan smiled, turning to his housemate's socked feet. 'Yes, Sir,' he picked up the left foot and began to massage the left white socked foot, using his meaty grip to really get into the muscles.

'Oh, that's good, boy,' Isaac said, leaning back on the couch and enjoying the pleasurable massage, easing out of his tension as his housemate had accepted the order. It was a strange setup. None of his friends had ever massaged him before, let alone been so eager. It changed his view of Dan, seeing him as more of a sub. He really was into this stuff.

Dan was enjoying it just as much, serving his housemate and getting to touch his feet. It gave him satisfaction to stare at the socks he was working on while his housemate sat back and watched TV, two different levels of hierarchy. He soon switched to the other foot.

Isaac couldn't deny it. The relaxation was a plus, but also having his hot housemate fawn over him and serve him was a bit of a turn on. The built man working at his feet looked sexy. He had always liked the idea of having a guy he could call his, but wasn't that every relationship? No, this felt a bit different. It was almost like he was being drawn more to the idea of claiming a guy as his. A sexy meaty guy at his bidding. He could feel himself getting hard at the thought.

'Does Master want his slave to do anything else for him?' Dan turned around, gazing at his housemate, snapping Isaac out of his reverie.

Isaac suddenly felt quite self-conscious. He was interested in domming, but the words Dan had used triggered him. He was his housemate after all, not some slave that he owned like property. It was all too much at once and he felt like Dan was asking a lot of him, forcing them into a dynamic they hadn't properly discussed. 'Dude, I don't know. I've no idea what I'm doing. You're expecting me to give you a bunch of orders all of a sudden, and using those words... Master/slave... it's just a lot. Sorry,' Isaac grew agitated, scratching his head.

Dan picked himself up off the floor. 'I'm so sorry, I shouldn't have said that, or thrown all this dom/sub stuff on you at once,' Dan returned to his seat on the couch. 'We probably should have talked about it first before diving in,' he apologised.

'Yeah,' Isaac exhaled, letting out a long stream of air. 'I'm not saying I didn't like it. I was enjoying parts of it. I just don't want to be taking advantage or using words like that.'

'I get it, I was probably not being appropriate just now,' Dan blushed. 'Sorry.'

'It's ok. Maybe let's just leave it for now.'

The two returned to watching TV, but took very little of it in as they sat tense at opposite ends of the couch. They both had some thinking to do.