NEW LIFE IN MADRID

Chapter 1: The Discovery

Alex arrived in Madrid with two suitcases and many expectations. 21 years old, just starting university, and living away from home for the first time. Sharing an apartment with Sergio seemed like the perfect option: he knew him from his hometown, Sergio was a year older, and had already been living in the capital for some time.

Sergio had changed since he moved. Now he was a textbook skinhead: shaved head, earrings, Fred Perry shirts, suspenders, tight Levi's jeans, and his inseparable black Dr. Martens boots with 20 eyelets that he always wore. His physique had also improved significantly - marked muscles, tattooed arms, intimidating presence.

Alex, on the other hand, was still the typical small-town boy: thin, shy, messy brown hair, Pull&Bear clothes. Officially heterosexual, although he had never had a real girlfriend. He didn't think too much about it.

The first week passed normally. Sergio went out a lot, sometimes didn't sleep at home. Alex focused on classes, adapting to the city, and his new university routine.

Everything changed one Friday night.

Alex had returned earlier than expected from the library. When he opened the apartment door, he heard strange noises coming from Sergio's room. Moans. Hits. A voice begging.

He should have gone straight to his room. But curiosity got the better of him.

He approached the hallway stealthily. Sergio's door was ajar. And what he saw left him paralyzed.

Sergio, shirtless, with suspenders hanging, boots on, completely dominated another young guy. The guy was naked, tied up on his knees, with a leash around his neck that Sergio held tightly. He spat in his face while insulting him.

"Submissive faggot, that's how you like it, right?"

The other guy moaned with pleasure, completely surrendered. Sergio put his boot in his face, forcing him to lick it. Then he penetrated him violently while pulling on the leash, slightly choking him.

Alex kept watching for longer than he should. He felt something strange in his stomach. A mix of fascination, fear, and... excitement? He touched his crotch without thinking. He was hard.

When he realized what he was doing, he ran to his room and closed the door. He threw himself on the bed, his heart racing, confused. What the hell had he just seen? Why had it turned him on?

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The next day, Alex couldn't help but bring up the topic. They were having breakfast in the kitchen when he blurted it out, nervous:

"Dude, yesterday... I came home early and... I saw something."

Sergio looked at him fixedly while taking a sip of his coffee. Unfazed.

"Oh, yeah? What did you see exactly?"

"Well... you with... with a guy. Doing... things."

Sergio smiled with superiority.

"BDSM, kid. Domination and submission. I'm the Dom, the Master. The other guy was my submissive. A normal ses...