Dominion

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Dominion, Chapter 5

Simms answered his door wearing only jeans. He stood to the side and Eric walked in, and not a word was exchanged between them. Eric looked around at the foyer and had to admit he was impressed. This wasn't a starter house. The walls were decorated and things were spotless and in good order. It didn't look like what he expected, but then again he had never been in the house of anyone like Simms. He didn't have any thug friends or associates.

After standing for a minute Simms led the way in to the living room. Same scene in there, thought Eric. Huge TV, big leather sectional and the place was decorated from floor to ceiling.

"Yo, you keep yo mouth open like that Imma stick something in it," Simms joked as he sat down. "You thought a niggah was gonna live in da projects, huh?

"Nah, man, but your place is awesome. You live here by yourself?"

"Yeah, all mine."

"I'd like to live here," Eric said.

"Dude, all I did was suck yo dick, we ain't gonna get married."

Eric looked over and Simms broke out in a laugh.

"I meant this just like a place where I'd want to live, by myself. Away from my parents house. This is really cool."

"Thanks, mah dude. Glad you like it." "Can I get you a drink, baby boi?"

Hearing that name from Simms made Eric's dick harden, and was really glad he came over. Just being in this nice house with this hot man was making him feel all kinds of happy.

"Can I really take a shower, man, I stink?"

"Course, no prob, like I told you. Let me show you round. My room upstairs, you can shower up dere."

He motioned Eric to walk up first, and Simms followed behind, feeling his dick growing harder as he watched Eric's ass move up and down with each step. Simms loved it when a plan comes together...

The entire second floor was the master suite, and they walked right up in to Simm's huge bedroom. The king size bed was the centerpiece of the room. They walked over to the closet and Eric couldn't believe how big the walk-in closet was, or how much clothing and accessories and shoes Simms had on shelves and hanging from floor to ceiling.

"Let me get you some towels, mah dude, and some sweats or some shit you can change in to once you put some water on that ass." Simms pulled two towels, some sweats, a long white t-shirt and some boxers and walked back out in to the bedroom. "Bathroom in there mah dude, make yaself at home..." He then turned and walked back down the stairs, calling back "I gonna get you a drink"

"Don't you want to shower first man, I can wait, it's your house," Eric called back. Simms didn't respond. He would take a shower, later, but he wasn't half as dirty yet as he was gonna be.

Eric looked around the bathroom and was again impressed. This was far more oppulent than expected. All dark tiles and what appeared to be marble. There was a huge black hot tub and a walk-in shower with a bench. The shower had like 10 showerheads, and when he turned on the water it was like a waterfall from all sides, calling Eric in. "Man, some shower," he thought to himself...

As the hot water washed over him Eric felt right at home. This place was nice, and after what happened earlier tonight he wanted to feel right at home. He soaped up and washed all over, and finished up a little more quickly than he liked. He knew he needed to get back downstairs since Simms was waiting, but that shower felt so damn good. He didn't want to be rude to his host, but wow. He'd have to shower here again, if he could. He wondered after tonight if he'd be coming to this shower more often, and he had to admit that the thought was an attractive one...

He got out, toweled off a bit and then realized he had left the clothing out on the bed. He walked out in to the big bedroom and walked over to the bed.

From the top of the stairs Simms was watching him, and he had to admit Eric's body was just as nice as he imagined it would be. He had a nice ass, not quite a bubblebutt, but it would work. He had a thin waist, strong legs and a well-defined back. He had a light complexion, and against the dark bedroom furnishings he almost glowed.

Eric felt like someone was watching him and he spun around to see Simms standing there at the entryway to the bedroom. He had a bottle of Miller Lite in his hands, and he was grinning from ear to ear. Instinctively Eric covered his dick with a towel and kinda stood there, not knowing what to do or what to say.

"Brought you a beer, mah dude. Thought you could use a drink," he said in a sexy, low voice, as he slowly moved towards Eric, still dripping water on the floor and trying to cover himself with a towel. He walked right up, inches away and handed the beer to Eric. He could smell the sweat and cologne from Simm's body, and that familiar smell made his dick get hard. He took a couple of big swigs from the beer, and let his eyes wander back over the hot black man standing there in front of him. The thug who had sucked him off earlier, who had invited him back to his condo and who was now bring him a drink. This was too good to be true.

His dick was hard again, and he wanted Simms to suck him off. He wanted that more than anything in the world. He couldn't say it, couldn't tell him, he was too nervous. He didn't know how to play this game, and he wasn't sure of his role.

"Wha chu thinkin, mah dude, you so quiet"

"Thanks for letting me take a shower man, that's an awesome shower by the way."

"Thanks mah dude, thanks. Any time. Anything else you want, mah man?

"Anything else?"

"Yeah, anything else baby boi?"

Simms reached down and pulled the towel out of Eric's hand and let it drop to the floor. Eric still felt a little shy standing there buck naked, still a little damp from the shower. He looked down at his body, and he noticed Simms doing the same thing. Simms reached out and pinched him lightly on his nipple, and Eric opened up a little more.

"Yo, mah dude, you got a bangin bod and dick. I got love for ya, baby boi"

Eric heard that word, and his heart was racing again. He felt his hands getting clammy and the sweat was already beading on his forehead. The beer bottle in his hand felt cold to the touch, but everything else around him was hot. He wanted Simms, wanted him like he had never wanted any of the girls he had dated or fucked.

"Tell you what, mah dude, you put that bottle to ya lips, and Imma put you in mines," Simms practically purred, as he lowered himself to his knees. Eric had his dreams come true, and he took another two or three big gulps from the beer as this hot thug was gulping him down at the same time. Simms was seriously working now, not trying to get Eric off, but trying to kill some time and keep Eric's mind distracted. He took the dick out of his mouth and sucked one of Eric's nutts in to his mouth, rolling it around on his tongue. Eric lifted one leg up to the bed to give his lover better access, and Simms repaid him by taking both his nutts in his mouth at once. Now this was something Eric had never experienced. None of the girls had ever sucked his nutts, and this was such a damn turn on.

"OH, SHIT! MAN, that feels so good. Please. Ughh... Please don't stop Simms."

Simms let the balls out of his mouth, licked slowly down the side of Eric's dick, licked the tip of the head and then licked slowly down the other side. He opened his mouth wide and took the whole thing in one motion, down to the root, which he knew would give Eric a rush of pleasure and hopefully that would be all he'd need.

"AH, GOD, Man please suck it, Simms suck it please, don't stop, OH GOD..."

Eric was getting light-headed, and he started to lose his balance a little. Simms sensed him losing his footing, and grabbed his ass and held him upright as he continued to work on his dick.

Simms knew it wouldn't be much longer.

Eric felt hot flashes and things were really spinning. He kept his eyes closed tightly and held on to Simms' shoulders to stay upright. Simms reached up and grabbed his balls and pulled on them gently, rubbing his sack between his fingers. This had Eric on cloud nine again, and he was spinning so hard he felt like he would throw up if he opened his eyes. He began to worry "what if I do throw up, I can't barf on this man's head while he's sucking me off." He pulled back a little, and this time Simms could tell it wasn't dizziness, he was purposesly pulling him off his task.

"Man, I feel like I'm gonna be sick, hold up"

"It's ok, little dude, take it easy."

Eric sat on the edge of the bed, and Simms crawled over and starting sucking again. Eric laid back on the bed and Simms moved up a bit so he could keep sucking. He had his hands running up and down Eric's thighs and rubbing his stomach and chest. He was gonna have some fun, that's for sure.

"My head is spinning man, I don't feel right" panted Eric, still laying back on the bed.

Simms stood up and said, "You need me to stop, mah dude?" flatly, and without any real sound of concern.

"Just for a minute, let me catch my breath. That feels so good, Simms, but I can't stand up, I'm feeling all weak.

"Must have ya ass really sprung, huh, bitch?"

Eric was really starting to get worried, his body was on fire and he wanted to reach down and grab Simms head and really fuck his face, but he didn't feel like he had control over his body. He felt weak and a little queasy. He didn't think he was going to throw up, but we wondered if he should just to make himself feel better.

Simms knew the few drops he had put in Eric's beer had finally taken full effect. Not enough to knock him out, but just enough to take the edge off so he wouldn't have any resistance.

Eric was laying there, tossing a little on the bed, his arms flailed out above his head. He knew this feeling would pass, but it was still odd and a bit frightening. In the back of his mind he was glad he was here with Simms, he would be worried if he was in this situation with someone he didn't trust.

Simms unzipped his jeans and let them fall to the floor. He grabbed his dick and gave it a few tugs, knowing it couldn't get any harder than it is right now.

"Awwww, poor baby boi, you not feeling well."

"Can't feel my fingers and toes man, something is wrong. I feel funny."

"Ain't nothing wrong, bitch, everything looks like it workin out fine to me."

Eric didn't hear him, or didn't understand anything he was saying, he was more concerned about himself right now. He didn't see the wicked grin on Simms face, or see him jacking his dick like a man getting his weapon ready for battle.

Simms moved to the edge of the bed and pulled up both of Eric's legs, held them up in the air, and then placed them on his shoulders. He wanted to see the look in this bitch's face when he stuck it in, knowing no matter how out of it he was, a virgin like this would feel it when a big dick like his was coming in for the first time. There's no time like the present. Simms had been waiting for this moment all night.

He slid on a condom. Just to be nice he put a little lotion on the tip of the condom. He knew he would need a little help getting in a hole this tight.

He kneeled at the foot of the bed and pulled Eric's legs back up in the air. He pushed the legs forward, which opened up Eric's ass, giving Simms perfect aim.

Eric could feel Simms on top of him, and he figured something was going to happen, but he didn't really know and he didn't really care. He was still dizzy, and at this point he didn't really have it together enough.

Simms looked at Eric's face and saw that he was reeling. He didn't feel concerned for him, the bitch was about to get something that would make the numbness in his fingers and toes go away completely.

He pushed Eric's legs all the way back up towards his upper body, he leaned in and placed the head of his big dick right at hole. Once he had his gun planted on the target he leaned in and positioned himself so his face was right over Eric's.

He leaned in closer so he was right in Eric's face. "Bitch, open up fo daddy, Imma bout to cum in." He let his weight fall down on Eric and felt his dickhead push past the tight opening of his ass. Eric's eyed opened wide, and he saw that nasty grin on Simm's face, and he felt a burning in his ass that he couldn't explain. Another shove and another inch made it's way inside Eric's burning hole. "Damn bitch, this pussy is tite!!" Simms growled as he got even more turned on as the first steps of the conquest were on. He hadn't seen that look of total pain and panic on Eric's face yet, so in one motion he slammed the rest of his dick in. He got the look he was hoping for.

Eric screamed, and tears immediately feel from his eyes. He may have been numb from the drugs Simms had slipped him, but he wasn't numb to a nine inch missile being buried in his gut, tearing open space that had never been invaded before. The pain was intense, and the burning and full feeling made him want to pass out. Anything to get away from this pain.

Simms was loving it. "One more virgin in Hidden Valley bites the dust" he said out loud. "Take it, BITCH. Take mah big dick up your virgin pussy!!!!

Each time he slammed his dick back in Eric screamed. Good thing Simms knew his neighbors couldn't hear shit that happened up here, so this bitch could yell and scream and cry all he wanted. No one was coming to help him.

He pounded him like that for a few minutes, loving the cries and screams, and loving the fact that Eric's tight hole didn't seem to loosen up even a bit. It was like a clamp on his dick, and that sensation made him swell and get even harder.

He wasn't ready to cum yet, so he pulled his dick out in one motion and stared down at Eric laying there. Damn he looked so sexy, all vulnerable. He pushed Eric's legs up and looked at his hole, seeing the redness and swollen lips made him proud. Yeah, this was perfect.

He climbed up on the bed and slid up to Eric's face. He pulled off the condom and threw it on the floor. He put his dick in Eric's face and said "BITCH, I want you to suck dis dick, and I betta not feel yo teeth or Imma knock your face in." Eric couldn't believe it, he was aware enough now to realize what was happening, although it still didn't seem real. He felt a dick pressing up against his lips, but he wasn't going to let it in. He felt a sting on his check, as Simms slapped him hard. "BITCH YOU GONNA SUCK DIS DICK AND SWALLOW MY NUTT, SO U BETTA OPEN UP DAT MOUTH FORE I HAVE TO FUCK YA SHIT UP..." Still Eric didn't give in, he kept his mouth shut as he desperately tried to keep control.

He felt another slap, this one even harder and then a slap on the back of the head. The pain was awful, and already feeling dizzy he wondered what was going to happen to him next. A few more slaps and he might pass out. Eric knew passing out was not something he wanted to happen. As bad as this was, he knew that if he lost consciousness he might really be in trouble.

How could this be happening. He knew he was in Simm's big bedroom, and he knew this was a place he felt so comfortable just a few minutes ago. This was the same dude, but he wasn't the same. This was all wrong.

"DON'T WANNA SUCK MAH DICK, HUH BITCH. FINE, I'LL SHOW YO ASS. IMMA GET ME SOME MOUTH LATER THOUGH, BET ON IT, BITCH." he hissed, and with that last word bits of spittle flew out of his mouth and down to Eric's face.

He jumped on the bed and manhandled Eric on to his knees. He moved him around so he was facing the foot of the bed, and he pushed Eric down so he was on all fours. He grabbed another condom from the beside table, tore it open and rolled it down his dick. His shit was hard as hell. Eric not opening his mouth had him angry and harder, but it's all good he thought. Bitch had other holes that he knew couldn't block him out.

He grabbed Eric's hips and slammed his dick back in his ass, this time with no lotion and with no mercy. Eric screamed in pain, and his knees started to buckle. Simms had him held up by his hips, and he pulled all the way out and slammed all the way back in. "DAMN YA PUSSY TITE"

The pain was starting to die out after a few dozen strokes, and Eric was left breathing hard and hoping it would be over soon. Whatever numbness he had felt earlier was now totally worn off, and the only thing he could feel was this huge dick in his ass. He felt fuller than he had ever felt before, like there was something in him that he had to push out. But each time he pushed it out, it got shoved back in. The attack was unceasing, and as he started to relax he could hear Simms' grunts, hear him talking shit, and feel beads of sweat dripping off this animal who was digging in to him.

Simms could tell he was breaking in his bitch, but he didn't want the game to be this easy this fast. He reached up and grabbed a handful of Eric's hair, yanked back his head and slammed his dick in harder and faster. He could feel some of Eric's hair coming out from the force of his pull, so he grabbed another handful and kept on slamming. "BITCH YOU KNOW U LIKE. OPEN DAT SHIT UP FO DADDY. YOU LIKE IT LIKE A DOG, HUH, DAWG?" He laughed, knowing the image of him riding this young stud like a whore was awesome.

It was really getting to Eric. That pain was being replaced more and more with pleasure, and he didn't understand how some of the pain seemed to be pleasurable too. He was confused, and horny, although he couldn't understand why he would be horny. He felt his dick hardening up, and that had him almost angry. This was so wrong, but damn, each slam and each wince of pain made his dick tingle.

"WHO ASS IS THIS, BITCH? WHO'S PUSSY?" Simms asked over and over as he continued digging in to Eric's guts.

"SAY MAH NAME BITCH, SCREAM MAH NAME, TELL ME WHO OWNS DIS MUTHAFUCKIN PUSSY"

"MY NAME GODDAMMIT, SAY MAH FUCKIN NAME, BITCH" Simms yelled as he slapped Eric hard on the ass. "TELL ME IT MY PUSSY, YOU FUCKIN FAGGOT."

Eric was frozen, he was starting to hit a groove and as upset as he should have been his dick was still hard, and he was really hitting another level. There was no question he was being royally used by this thug, but he just couldn't tell whether to cry or scream or just try to take it.

Simms yelled again, this time louder than ever before, "SAY MAH FUCKIN NAME BITCH" as he pushed forward with all his force, flattening Eric to the bed. He may have slid in another quarter of an inch, but to Eric it felt like another foot, and he could feel his insides tearing from the assault. Simms was laying on Eric's back, still plowing away. His head was right above Eric's, and he grabbed another handful of hair, yanked his head back, and hit it as hard as he could. "WHO ASS DIS IS, MUTHAFUCKA, YOU BETTA SAY IT, BITCH"

He release his hair, reached around and put his hand around Eric's throat. He squeezed hard. The choking sensation was too much for Eric, and he realized he needed to give Simms what he wanted. It was one thing to get plowed like a field, but that hand around his throat scared him.

"Simms" he finally said in a quiet voice.

"WHAT BITCH???"

"Simms" he said louder.

"WHO'S ASS DIS IS?" was the question as the dick was slammed in again.

"SIMMS" he yelled.

"YEAH BITCH, SAY MAH NAME!" as he pounded home again.

"SIMMS!!!" he screamed.

"YOU WANT DADDY?" as he pulled it all the way out, and then stuck just the head in the hole.

"YEAH" Eric grunted, feeling as raw as he had ever felt before.

"WHAT YOU WANT? WHAT YOU WANT DADDY TO DO, YOU FUCKIN BITCH?" as he planted it back in.

"AH, FUCK, MAN" Eric screamed out, feeling like he was burning inside.

"MAN? WHAT DA FUCK? WHATS YA DADDY'S NAME?" slamming him again, and tightening his grip on Eric's throat.

"SIMMS" he yelled out again, feeling like he was going to explode.

"WHA CHU WANT YA MAN TO DO, BITCH?" he hissed in Eric's ear as he tried to pick up the pace, tried to make sure Eric would remember this fuck for the rest of his life.

"FUCK ME, MAN!" Eric screamed, as the feeling was so intense. And he really did want it to continue, but he wanted it to end, and at the same time he wanted it to end they way it should.

"FUCK, MAN, SAY MAH NAME, BITCH, I TOLD YO ASS," trying to piston his ass like a machine.

"FUCK ME, SIMMS!!! FUCK ME, SIMMS. FUCK MY ASS" he was practically crying, but his voice was loud.

"BITCH YOU GOT A PUSSY NOW, NOW SAY IT" as he pulled out.

"FUCK MY PUSSY SIMMS, FUCK MY PUSSY SIMMS, PLEASE SIMMS, AHHHH FUCK ME SIMS" he cried out as Simms shot back inside him, grabbed his head and pulled him back, burying himself deep in Eric's insides.

Eric shot his load on the bed beneath him, and he could feel the sticky warmth as he was being rocked back and forth by the machine on top of him. He shot more than he ever shot before, but he couldn't see it.

Simms was just about to nutt, and he knew he didn't want to cum in a condom, even if it was dug up deep in this whore's pussy.

He pulled out of Eric, who flopped down on the bed, totally worn out and exhausted. He jumped off the bed and walked around to the foot, where Eric's head was laying right at the edge, panting like he had just run a marathon. Simms saw blood on the condom and knew he had worn this bitch out. He would have grinned but he didn't have time to enjoy himself yet. He ripped off the condom and threw it on to Eric's back. He leaned down so he was right by Eric's ear and said quietly, but forcefully, "YOU GONNA SWALLOW MAH BABIES, BITCH, I KNOW YOU WANT IT, SO OPEN YA FUCKIN MOUTH"

Eric opened his lips, half wanting this to be over and half wanting something else. Eric was so delirious he didn't know whether he was coming or going, but Simms knew he was cumming for sure, and he knew where he wanted his load to land.

The first shot of nutt blasted out and spread from his nose to his eyes, but then Simms slid his dick in Eric's mouth as he shot the rest of his load. "Swallow it." Even Simms was panting now, and he shot off round after round of cum in to the hot mouth below him. "Damn dat shit feels so god, bitch, swallow it all, swallow daddy's nutt."

Eric couldn't help but comply. Half the nutt was in the back of his throat, and with Simm's dick still holding his mouth open there was nothing he could do but swallow and let it roll down his throat. Just as he was about to choke on the dick and all that cum, Simms pulled out slowly. He shot the last spurt right on Eric's tongue as he slid out. Eric swallowed this too, and licked his lips, experiencing the taste of another man for the first time.

Simms was weak in the knees himself, and he backed away from the bed and leaned up against the wall. He looked over at Eric's spent body, laying there like a rag doll that had just been used and abused. He did look rough, and for a brief second Simms kinda felt sorry for him. That moment didn't last long. He walked over to the bed, slapped Eric hard on the ass and said "THAT'S ALL, BITCH, GET DA HELL OUTTA HERE SO I CAN GET SOME SLEEP" and walked in the bathroom and turned on the shower.

Eric could hear Simms getting in the shower, and he knew he needed to be out of there before Simms got out. He didn't want to talk to him, didn't want to see him, and didn't want there to be any chance he might want to fuck him again. He stood up and looked around for some clothes. As he slipped on the boxers he felt some wet on his ass, and reached back and saw blood on his fingers. "Oh SHIT" he thought, and panic set in. What the hell am I going to do, I'm bleeding from the ass...

He found a towel on the floor and wiped his ass as best he could, put on his clothes, made sure he had his phone and his keys and then limped down the stairs and out to his car. He climbed in the drivers seat and winced in pain as he sat back on his raw, sore ass. "Damn!" he said as he realized he was going to be feeling this for a while. He pulled out of the driveway and pointed his car back home.

Simms took extra time in the shower, not only getting the sex and blood off his body, but he wanted to make sure that bitch had time to get dressed and out of there. He didn't want to see him either, and had nothing to say, at least right now.

He dried himself off as he walked back in to his bedroom. The smell of sex was strong in the air, and he thought about pulling those sheets off the bed and just throwing them away. He knew Eric wouldn't be there. He did notice a bloody, messy towel laying on the floor, and he smiled to himself as he thought of Eric wiping his ass and then having to get dressed and leave. After just losing his virgin ass. And after just losing it in such a way. Simms laughed out loud at the thought. He kicked the towel over towards the tile floor in the bathroom, not wanting any stains on his carpet.

"Ha, tonight went just as planned. Bitch knows who I am now."

He walked over to the dresser, pulled out the miniature video camera, checked to make sure it was still recording. Everything looked fine. He just had to check the other two cameras, and then it was time to watch a movie.

Simms was gonna get one more nutt tonight, watching the same rape that got him off just a few minutes ago.