The Mormon and the Dom by Nix Knox Read Free Book Online Page A

act out his need to be punished.
    “I think you have been very bad.”
    Noah kept his face lowered but looked up, sparking a dozen wicked scenarios to flash through Ronan’s mind. Having the sweet, innocent Noah on his knees, sucking his cock, would take Ronan right back to his past. Intellectually, Ronan realized he’d never be able to recapture the raw intensity of that moment. And that was okay, because now he was older, wiser, and far more ready to accept and explore all the nuances he’d been utterly oblivious to back then.
    “Tell me how bad you are, Noah.”
    “I don’t know what you want.”
    “What makes you bad?” Ronan took another bite of the luscious pie. He enjoyed the mélange of flavors, but not as much as he appreciated Noah squirming in his chair like a wayward child. Given the likelihood of Noah’s sheltered existence, he wouldn’t be surprised to find schoolboy fantasies such as having to go to the principal’s office to explain his wrongdoings. It was a fairly common fantasy, so much so that Ronan would classify it as almost vanilla, but that was okay. He could take vanilla and turn it into something much more. What he needed was to start with the core fantasy and build from there. In many ways, it was like adding on to a tiny house. Each new room gave the structure more space and consequently the owner more freedom. Right now, Noah’s house was barely big enough for him to stand in.
    “I’m wrong.”
    “Wrong how?” When Noah hesitated, Ronan altered his tone from casual to just a shade shy of inquisitional. “I want you to tell me specifically how you are wrong.”
    Instantly cowed, Noah said, “For one, I like men.”
    “And that’s wrong?” Ronan would have rolled his eyes at a self-loathing homosexual, but in Noah’s case, he realized it wasn’t an act or a fetish. Carefully and consistently, Noah had been indoctrinated in the belief that same-sex love was wrong. There wasn’t a doubt in Ronan’s mind that the primary argument was probably because it went against nature.
    “It has to be because if I’m only with men, I can’t reproduce.” Noah looked up, agonized and confused. “Isn’t that what you just said the point of sex was?”
    “Reproduction is only one of the points of sexual liaisons. Procreation but also pleasure.”
    “But in the animal kingdom…”
    Ronan smiled gently. “That’s not true.”
    “What?”
    “You’re about to tell me that there isn’t homosexuality in the animal kingdom, right?”
    Noah nodded.
    “It’s bullshit.” Ronan finished the last bite of his pie. “Take out your smartphone and search for giraffe mating practices.”
    With a dubious expression, Noah did as instructed.
    Ronan gave him time to read over the information he’d pulled up.
    “But that doesn’t make sense.”
    “It does. Again, it’s not all about procreation for humans or for animals. Same-sex penguins have mated for life. Even when they’re given the opportunity to mate for procreation, they decline.”
    “But surely it’s only a handful of cases.” Noah seemed determined to hang on to his beliefs, and Ronan wouldn’t push too hard. It took time to change something one had believed all his life. Even if that belief was hurting them, most people still found it was difficult to let go.
    “Homosexuality—monogamous and non-monogamous—is as common in the animal kingdom as it is with humans.”
    Clearly spurred on by what he’d read, Noah hunched over his smartphone, tapping away, then holding steady when he perused what came up on his screen.
    While he verified what Ronan had told him, Ronan went into the kitchen, rinsed his plate, and placed it in the dishwasher.
    “Why don’t they teach this?”
    “In school?” Ronan chuckled lightly. “Even if this wasn’t Utah, I don’t see a lot of curriculums teaching that particular truth.”
    “But why make so many people so miserable? Why encourage them to hate themselves when they aren’t doing