This story is intended for your reading pleasure. Even though it is a admittedly titillating introduction, as the story develops, the characters will engage in sexual activity without the use of condoms. But, please remember that, in real life, we all need to take precautions. Be safe and "cover that thing up" before using it! And enjoy the story.....
Domineering Derek Part One: The Meeting
By Jason Moore
Friday night and here I was at home alone again. It had been a hard week at work, so I was tired, but I was also bored. It had been three weeks now since I broke up with my lover of the past four years. It had become an unbearable relationship and I was actually happy to be free again. After showering and having a light meal, I decided to visit my favorite muscle site on the net. I had joined over five years ago. Mostly just to get tips and advice about weight lifting. It had been helpful. My 6' 2" body was now carved into a lean, trim, chiseled frame. The pictures posted in my profile proudly showed off my progress over the years. I had met some chat buddies through the site, but never any hook ups. After all, I was happily involved most of that time. Still, many of the profiles of those hot looking guys had caused some major fantasies.
Tonight, as I logged in and began to surf, I got an IM from someone logged in as 'Domblk4subwht.' Intrigued, I looked up his profile before responding. I didn't really consider myself to be submissive, but I sure could use some hot anal attention. What I saw in his profile immediately got me interested. As I reviewed it I became more and more intrigued. He was a handsome looking black guy from a small town about fifty miles away from me. His stats indicated he was 6' 4", weighed 220 pounds and was 34 years old, just two years older than me. What really caught my attention were his pics. He obviously was heavily into weight training. In one hot picture he stood out on a desolate beach wearing a skimpy pair of bright yellow box cut, snug fitting trunks. There was a nice looking bulge protruding in front for all to see. He looked like he didn't have an ounce of fat on him. His bulging biceps, thick chest, rippled abs and muscular legs had me drooling. The contrast between his dark complexion and that sunny setting emphasized the smooth tone of his skin. I then clicked on the thumbnail of a picture showing him sitting at a small table with two other guys. His deep, penetrating brown eyes, full lips, and broad smile were intoxicating.
Delving further into his written words, I learned he was into 'computers, cars, and hot sex'. His occupation as 'Paying the bills.' Questionable, I thought, but he definitely garnered my interest. There were also some private pics available and I clicked on that link just as I remembered you had to have the owner's permission to view those pictures. Immediately, another small window opened directing me to enter my password. Before I could respond a small scroll message appeared at the bottom of that box indicating that permission had been granted. The 'Enter' tab then was highlighted and I clicked on it and in seconds a new window opened with his private pictures. My loins tingled as I looked over seven pictures of this guy in the buff. He was definitely well endowed. His thick, cut cock had to be ten or more inches and about as thick as a beer bottle. In one picture, he was laying on his side in a lounge chair by a pool. His cock hung heavily over his lower thigh. In another he had the biggest hard on I ever saw. He was sitting and facing the camera, with his fist gripping the base of his cock. I caught myself beginning to drool as I stared at that towering black shaft topped off by a plum sized, deep purple crown. The quote with this picture read 'My huge ass plow.'
My mind was made up. I had to respond to his IM message. When I opened up that box the first message, 'Hello there' was followed by another entry, 'Like what you see?'
I immediately responded, "Hello. Yes, you sure are HOT!'
'Cum here often?' appeared his response.
I chuckled and responded, 'Once a week or so. U?' Although, as I typed that last part, I remembered from his profile he had just joined this site a week ago.
'New to site. Derek here. Interested in a hook up?' he responded.
'Could be. Jason here. What r u into?' I typed.
'Drilling tight white man pussy,' Derek boldly answered. 'Interested?' he added.
What the hell, I thought then typed, 'Uh...yeah.'
"Sound hesitant,' Derek replied. 'Afraid?'
'No. Just never did this before,' I answered.
'I'm worth it. Trust me.' came his quick response.
My first thought was that Derek was a braggart who was too full of himself. Then I remembered those hot pictures. It was my next response that changed my life forever. 'Sure let's get together,' I typed, waited a moment then sent that response.
We agreed to meet the following night at a local gay bar near my home. Derek was already familiar with it, indicating he was just there last Saturday night. After finally logging off my computer that night, I grew more and more anxious about what I had gotten myself into. The following day my anxiety grew, but I arrived at the bar as scheduled. The place was packed, but I found a barstool that afforded a good view of the front door. I ordered a rum and coke and was taking my third gulp when Derek sauntered in. He was wearing black leather pants and a short sleeved knit shirt. His trim, muscular frame was clearly on display as he headed around the other side of the u-shaped bar. I watched as he confidently pushed through the crowd, drawing a number of leering stares from many of the patrons.
Derek stepped up to the bar opposite me, about twenty feet away, and ordered a drink. Like it was preordained, there was lull between songs on the jukebox and an unusual quiet from the normal din of noise from the rowdy patrons. I heard his deep toned voice for the first time. As the bartender made his drink, Derek looked my way and we made immediate eye contact. His broad, dazzling smile revealed a set of perfect, pearly white teeth. I smiled back and nodded my head at him as I thought, "This guy ought to be a model.' When he got his drink, he grabbed it and immediately made his way through the crowd as I sat in silent awe.
"Hey Jason, how's it going?" Derek asked as I swiveled sideways on my barstool to greet him.
"It's going great," I responded.
A tingle ran through my body when Derek wormed himself into the bar. His hot body wedged in between my spread eagle legs. He set his drink beside my own on the bar and we shook hands. His mere presence and the close proximity of that hot black stud caused another shiver to run up my spine. Especially when I remembered that naked picture of him sitting, facing the camera and holding his huge, rigid 'ass plow.'
We stayed there, talking and joking through several rounds of drinks, all of which Derek bought. I was totally enthralled. There were also some moments of jealousy on my part when the bartender and several other patrons made remarks or looked Derek up and down in an attempt to come on to him. However, he coolly shucked off each advance and concentrated his attention on me. When he put his arm over my shoulder and leaned in close, I thought I would lose it right then and there.
"You got your own place?" Derek then asked as I realized we never mentioned our actual living arrangements last night.
"Yeah, I actually live down the street," I told him.
"Well, then. It's time to get that pretty white ass fucked by this baby." Derek then said as he boldly squeezed his hefty cock through the front of his pants.
My cock twitched at the thought and we both finished off the last of our drinks maintaining eye contact as we did. Leading him out of the bar, I felt a tinge of pride as I could see many of the patrons watching us with jealous glares. Little did I know I was now on a path that would inalterably effect the rest of my life.