What can go wrong in a sex club? Plenty.
Fresh out of a sexless relationship with a manipulative, two-timing boyfriend, Alex enters the notorious sex club, Wonderland, looking for action. But between the dungeon of dubious Doms, the malfunctioning steam room, and the “alien” go-go boy with glow-in-the-dark everything, it’s beginning to look like Alex will never get laid again. Then a mysterious masked man gives Alex the dance of his life—and more—only to disappear without a trace.
Try as he might, Alex can’t find the man who swept him off his feet. But when the night is through, and the masks are cast aside, Alex makes a startling discovery. What he’s been looking for all night, and maybe all his life, might be the biggest and best surprise of the night.
Alex in WonderlandAlex stalked down the street, his hands shoved in his pockets, his head bowed. The bars and restaurants of the Castro overflowed with people laughing and talking. Couples strolled hand in hand, gazing into one another’s eyes. Two men paused to kiss under the awning of a bakery. They all lived in a different world from him. He walked alone—a silent, surly visitor from Planet Betrayal.“Intimacy issues” his ass.For three years Alex had been patient and understanding, giving Brian space, paying for his therapy. Three years without sex. Three years while Brian and his therapist fucked each other behind Alex’s back.Now Alex was twenty-eight, and he’d wasted the prime of his young life waiting for something that was never going to happen. It was hard to figure out which was worse, the pain, the humiliation, or the accumulated horniness. He came to a stop on the street corner and stared at the neon sign across the street: Wonderland.He’d heard about that place. It was a sex club.A new and unfamiliar sense of freedom washed over him. He’d kicked Brian out. They were through. He could do whatever he wanted now.What the hell was he waiting for?Alex crossed the street. He opened the big, stainless-steel door and stepped into a lobby lined with benches and paneled in dark wood. Several men chatted as they undressed.At the back of the room a closed door presumably led into the rest of the club. Music thumped in the distance. Behind a counter stood a guy at least as tall as Alex, with straight, golden-brown hair down to his shoulders and muscles practically tearing through his tight, white T-shirt. Alex couldn’t help staring.“Welcome to Wonderland,” the guy said, giving Alex a smile. Dimples appeared in his cheeks. His dark brown eyes sparkled.Wow. “Uh. Hi. I’m Alex.” Smooth.“Sam. Have you been here before?”Something glittered in Sam’s mouth when he spoke. A piercing? Alex wasn’t sure.“This is my first time.”“Well, welcome, Alex. Let me explain how this works.”Two naked men walked past. One led the other on a leash.Alex dragged his attention back to Sam. “Please.”Sam turned to a row of cubbyholes behind the counter and pulled out a black garbage bag, a wristband with a barcode, a ticket, and a stapler.Alex stepped backward and bumped into the door.Sam held up a calming hand. “Relax. The bag is for your clothes and your valuables. We write a number on your wristband and on the ticket, and then staple the ticket to the bag. You explore, enjoy yourself, take advantage of the bar and everything else that strikes your fancy, and when you’re ready to leave you come back here. I scan your wristband for your total from the bar, and before I return your belongings, we settle up the bill. Okay?”Over by the benches, three men shucked their clothes, laughing and groping one another. One of them, a redhead, grabbed a black guy in a mock chokehold and tried to give him noogies. The third—a blond—tickled the redhead, and they all collapsed on the bench in a giggling heap.Alex’s cock stirred. He refocused on Sam, again. “Okay.” A deep breath and he was able to cross to the counter without embarrassment.Sam leaned over the counter, bringing with him a warm, spicy aroma. “If you have any questions or just need a minute to chill out, you can always come back here. I’m working all night.”Alex moved closer, drawn by Sam’s dark, sultry gaze. Was Sam flirting with him? Seemed like it. A tingle sizzled through him just at the thought of being wanted by someone like Sam. Then again, after all this time, any friendly attention from an attractive man would seem like an overture. The last thing he wanted to do was come across as desperate as he really was. “Okay. Thanks!”“No problem.” Sam winked. “Have a good time.”Alex undressed at one of the benches, blushing like a virgin bride. He fumbled with his belt and dropped his shoes, twice. He never did anything like this, and now he was beginning to remember why. He was an accountant, for God’s sake.Sam watched him. Did he like what he saw? If he went for slender, boyish twinks, then Alex would be a big disappointment. Big being the operative word. At six two, with a muscular frame to match, there was nothing dainty about Alex, something Brian pointed out whenever Alex hugged him too hard or squished him trying to cuddle on the couch.