Blaine

I grew up not having much control of my life. My dad was a lawyer and my mom a doctor. From a very early age I knew that I had a name to live up to. The Andersons. I was taught to always be polite, use my manners and always address my elders as Sir or Mam, including my parents. My clothes were always picked out for me. My hair had to be slicked back to perfection. Everything about my life was about appearance and what I could contribute to society.

The beginning of freshman year I made a name for myself. I was the quarterback of my high school, I had highest grades in school, my classmates and teachers adored me. Music had always been my passion. I was constantly singing. Wether it be in the shower, doing the dishes, my homework, there was always a song in my head wanting to come out. Besides the piano lessons I received as a child, I never was given or allowed the opportunity to explore my musical interests. I was expected to take over my dad's law firm and music was not allowed to be a priority.

My entire life I grew up knowing I was different. I knew I had an attraction to boy from very early on. Of course I kept that hidden. The thought of even comes ng out to my parents petrified me, I knew their stance on homosexuality and they wouldn't take to kindly to having a gay son. So I kept my secret hidden, from my parents and my friends. I joined in on the guys checking out the girls, I kept a half naked model sitting on the roof of the car in my locker. The one thing that I did have control over was having a say in who I date. And I didn't date anybody. Of course being the star player on the team, I was given plenty of opportunities to pretty much have any girl I wanted and I have had some offers. But I was able to come up with different excuses, the biggest one not having time for a girlfriend either football and all my extra curricular activities.

Besides being gay I had another huge secret. I was into BDSM. I wanted to be a Dom to somebody special one day. To have them trust me with their entire life, to give themselves over to keep mentally and physically. To submit to me and only me. I don't know why I always wanted to Dom someone, maybe it's because I like to be in control, I like to have the last word. Either way I can't wait to find somebody that is willingly wanting you submit to me.