Forbidden Relationship By Zane Carson
This is part one of a story about two guys trying to develop a complicated, forbidden relationship. The names have been changed to protect them both.
Dating App Text 6 pm
Dom:
Hey,
Zane:
How's it going? We're close by--only about 2000 feet.
Dom:
Yes, we should meet sometime and say hi. You're my kind of guy, 170, 5-11, over 50 years old.
Zane:
Really? Are you attracted to older guys? I'm attracted to younger, thin, smooth twinks. We're a good match. Where do you want to meet?
Dom:
Yes. I'm here for everyone. All ages. How about the park by us. Meet at the bridge?
Zane:
What time do you want me to cum?
Dom:
8 pm? Please don't get me wrong. I don't want to have sex with you, but I still want to meet up.
Zane: CU at 8. I'll be riding my bike.
Dom:
Me too.
Well damn. That sucked. Dom was hot; his profile said he was 21 years old and a bottom. Just the way I like my boys, thin, cute, and young. Dom sent a face pick (absolutely gorgeous) and some underwear pictures (front and back). I sent him some pics as well but mine were totally nude. My separate face picture was only of my face, and I never shared nude pics showing my cock and face together. Those can become problematic when someone posts them on the internet.
My jaw dropped when Dom rode his bike onto the bridge where I was standing. His pictures didn't do him justice. Dom was wearing tight, bright green short, shorts, and a tight t-shirt. The temperature was still 80 at 8 pm, so not much clothing was required in July. I was shirtless, so I quickly put my shirt back on. I certainly didn't want to make it look like I was a crazed sex addict.
Dom had long blond hair pulled back in a ponytail/man bun. I couldn't stop staring into his eyes, and he probably worried that it wasn't a good idea to meet with me after all. I kept asking myself, How did I get so lucky to meet this kid?
"Hey, Dom, I'm Zane," I said as we shook hands. Dom's hands were soft with long fingers that easily wrapped around my hand, and I wished his hands were wrapped around something else.
"Hey Zane, it's nice to meet you," Dom said as we sat on a bench near the bridge.
"You are absolutely gorgeous, and your eyes are beautiful," I told him while trying to pull my eyes away from his.
"Thank you," Dom said with a slight blush.
We talked for about 30 minutes and told each other a little about ourselves. I had never met a guy like Dom, and he was very bright, maybe even brilliant. Dom identified as non-binary and I was grossly intrigued to learn more about this mystery man. But, I needed to get back before my wife started to worry, so we rode our bikes slowly through trails and kept our conversation general and nonspecific.
"Well, this is where we split off. If you block me from the app, I'll know that you won't want to see me anymore," I said as we did a fist bump.
"No, it's all good. Let's meet again sometime," Dom said.
"Okay, good night, I told Dom as he rode off in a different direction.
Dom hadn't shared his last name, phone number, or address. I didn't ask for his personal information because I didn't want to come off as a creeper. Besides, I didn't think we would ever meet again; Dom was way out of my league.
The following day, I woke up horny, as usual, and I couldn't get Dom out of my mind. That beautiful face and those eyes... Wtf, I'm going to hit him up. The worst that could happen was him not answering.
Text 10:am
Zane:
hey Dom, it was really nice to meet you last night.
Dom:
You too, but I don't know what you're looking for, or what you're expecting from me.
I stared at Dom's last text and was confused. After all, he was on a hookup app and had contacted me first. So, fuck it. No more beating around the bush. I would tell Dom precisely what I was expecting.
Zane:
Well... I'd love to kiss you, cuddle, suck and touch every inch of your body, especially your cock.
Dom:
I have a long-distance boyfriend, so I'm not interested in having sex with you.
Zane:
I'm confused... Why are you on this hookup app, then?
Dom:
I'm only on this app to share nudes and make friends.
Zane:
Okay, that's cool. Just friends, then?
Dom:
Yes, friends will be fine.
I didn't expect to hear back from Dom, but another text came in within 2 minutes.
Dom:
Three fav movies?
Hmm. Maybe Dom was interested in being friends and not just blowing me off to get rid of me. If that were the case, I'd be elated.
Zane:
Harry Potter, Enders Game, and Call me by your name. Hbu?
Dom:
Heredierty, Annihialation, Tangerine, come to mind.
Zane:
I just watched the trailer for Annihialation and it looks scary af.
Dom:
It's not that bad. Besides, it's more beautiful than scary.
Zane:
It's definitely a must-see. It's unavailable on Netflix, so I'm renting and streaming it tonight.
Dom:
Hey, maybe I could come over and watch it with you. Bc it, I can't come until late at night.
Zane:
That would be awesome! My wife is gone for the night so we can do whatever we want. What do you drink?
Dom:
Gin, soda water, and limes. Lots of ice. Lotsa limes. Can't come until after 10 pm.
Zane:
That's cool. Can't wait to see you again.
The truth was. Dom seemed kind of interested in me, and he liked the nudes I sent to him. He said I was showing off by revealing my cock. My thoughts were just a bit horny, and I wondered if... if maybe he would give me a peek of his cock or at least make out a bit after he had a few drinks. A lot of times, guys don't consider "messing around" as cheating. So maybe there was still a slight chance for friends with a few benefits.
Text, 10 pm
Dom:
Hey, I'm running behind, so it will be closer to 11...
Zane:
That's cool. Are you riding your bike?
Dom:
I'm just gonna walk.
Zane:
See you around 11. I have the movie all set to go.
Dom:
Nice, are you sure no one will see me?
Zane:
I'm sure. It's late and dark.
Dom:
K
I wasn't sure why Dom didn't want to be seen with me. Was he protecting me so my wife wouldn't find out I was friends with someone so young? Maybe Dom was protecting himself so he wouldn't be seen entering the home of a man almost three times his age. Either way, it was kind of weird, but at the Zanee time, the thought of being sneaky was exciting.
Text, 11 pm
Dom:
On my way. Can you meet me on the street?
Zane:
Sure see you soon!
"Hey, Dom, over here," I whispered from the shadows of the driveway.
"Hey," he whispered back.
"We are going to the motorhome parked by the garage," I whispered.
"Wow! This is nice," Dom said once we were safely inside. "I'm not sure how you can drive something this big down the road.
"It's not that bad. But, thanks," I said as I filled the glasses with ice. "The TV works better in the bedroom, so I hope it's okay if we sit on the bed to watch the movie."
"Oh, that's fine," Dom said as he took a sip from his stronger-than-expected drink.
We crawled onto the bed, and I started the movie. Dom gave me some ques about the movie since he had seen it several times before. It was like he was excited to share something he liked with me. After I filled our glasses the second time, I offered some snacks. I figured salty pretzels would help with creating more thirst. With more thirst would come more drinking. With more drinking would come more intoxicating behaviors.
He didn't say he wanted snacks, so I handed him his drink, and we went back to watching the movie. Before long, he asked for the snacks, so I jumped up and gladly served them.
Just as Dom and I finished our second drink, our hands touched while going for the pretzels in the snack bowl. His touch was more intoxicating than the Gin we were drinking. His fingers' soft, warm touch sent shockwaves through my whole body, especially my rock-hard cock.
Dom had been smoking an e-cigarette since he arrived, so I asked if I could taste the cig. He agreed and handed it over. It was the first time I had tried this kind of tobacco, so it gave me a bit of a buzz. I was encouraged by Dom's willingness to let my lips touch something that his lips had just sucked on. Maybe he'd be willing to let me suck on something else. Just stop, Zane, I told myself, remembering Dom was only interested in a friendship. I didn't want to fuck this up. As it was, I didn't have many friends, especially gorgeous friends like Dom.
I poured us a third drink which may have made them a bit stronger than the first two. Honestly, I didn't mean to, but I was getting a bit drunk and buzzed by the e-cig. Dom even asked if I had added any soda water to the drink. We both laughed before saying cheers and clanging our glasses together.
Our arms kept brushing against each other's, and I was getting so hard that I could feel massive amounts of pre cum leaking. Dom's sweatpants were riding low and his shirt high, giving me a nice view of his glistening navel and sexy hip bones.
That was my weakness. A man's mid-section was by far the sexiest part of his body. The view of Dom's fresh, young body reminded me of being a boy myself. Maybe that's why I was so attracted to younger guys because I longed to revisit my youthful years when I used to play around sexually with my teen friends.
After finishing the movie, it was 1 am. Instead of Dom leaving as I expected, we just lay on the bed talking about general things like religion, political views, and racism in our country. We also discussed the protest he had participated in two summers prior when our country was trying to address some of the race issues we faced.
I was so horny that I could hardly stand it anymore. If Dom didn't leave soon, I would have cum leaking down my leg. I stood up from the bed and removed the empty snack dish to signal for him to go if he wanted to. But Dom didn't leave. He lay on the bed as if he was exhausted or too drunk to stand.
Maybe he wanted to spend the night with me. That would be more than fine with me, but there was no way I'd be able to sleep with Dom unless I stayed entirely clothed.
I laid back beside Dom, and he sat up as if he were going to leave. I almost nutted in my shorts when he pulled his shirt up to scratch his abs which were clearly inviting me into his sexual world.
"I just need to stretch a bit," Dom said as he assumed a yoga stance on his knees, ass up, head lying on the bed with his arms stretched in front of him. His shirt slid towards his head, showing his back muscles. With the help of the light from the TV, I could also see the crack of his tight little bubble butt peeking out from the loose-fitting sweatpants.
"I'm sore," Dom said with a quiet voice. I knew at that point I had to make a quick decision whether I was going to give him a massage or I was just going to watch him stretch. My drunk honey-brain took over, causing me to jump into action.
"Here. Let me massage those sore shoulders," I said as I kneeled beside Dom and softly rubbed his back and shoulders through his shirt. Dom didn't protest; instead, he just moaned as if he was experencing ecstasy.
I pushed his shirt out of my way to rub his bare, soft, warm skin; besides, a massage was always much better, skin-to-skin. Dom moaned even louder when I positioned myself behind him with my hard cock pushed slightly against his sweatpants-covered ass.
Dom strategically removed his shirt, so I quickly removed mine as well. I kept rubbing his back until my hands slid under his front side and rubbed his hard nipples. I didn't stop there because I knew what he wanted, and I wanted it even more.
I moved my hands down until I felt his abs; the magic spot would be next. Dom's cock was just as hard as mine while I massaged it through his sweatpants. My fingers slid into the waistband of his sweatpants, and I slowly pulled them to his knees. It took me no time at all to pull my shorts to my knees as well, which left my throbbing, wet cock in a perfect position to slide between his muscular ass cheeks.
I continued to rub my cock on Dom's perfectly hairless ass while continuing his naked massage. Suddenly he laid flat, so I could finish pulling off his sweatpants. I couldn't wait to get my watering mouth on Dom's thin, seven-inch cock. I was only guessing the size of his dick since I had only felt it when I jerked it a few times before he lay fully prone.
"What do you want me to do for you, Daddy?" Dom whispered as I lay down flat on his hot body while continuing to hump his muscular bubble softly. I knew there was no turning back at this point, and I believed he wanted me almost as much as I wanted him.
"First, I want you to roll over so I can taste your beautiful cock," I told Dom while rolling off the top of his 145-pound, five-foot-eleven-inch body and turning him over. I sensed that Dom was not a dom; instead, he was a sub who wanted his daddy to control every part of our sexual encounter.
I kissed his neck and worked my way down to his small, hard nipples. I was trying to stay focused on not nutting on Dom's leg as I kissed my way down to his flat abs. Dom's sparsely developed happy trail was the only hair I had come across so far. But then I found some soft blondish, brown, pubic hair around his rock-hard cock.
I licked some tasty pre cum from Dom's cut mushroom head. Damn! I needed his perfect pole down my throat. I gagged just a bit until I got my reflex under control, and I started bouncing up and down while feeling the pulse in his cock in my throat. Without even thinking about where I was going next, both of his succulent little, hairless balls were in my mouth. He was perfectly smooth. After all, Dom was only two years out of his teens.
I worked my way back up Dom's body, kissing every inch of his smooth skin until my lips found his. He seemed to be guarding, so I could tell he was uncomfortable with me kissing his lips. "What can I do to please you, Daddy?" Dom asked again. I physically pulled my boy to the foot of the bed, far enough for his head to hang slightly over the edge. "What are the chances you have any STIs?" he asked as I slowly pushed my cock into his throat.
"I was tested last month, and I'm negative," I assured him while pumping my thick cock in and out of his warm moist throat. He took the whole eight inches like a pro. This was definitely not Dom's first time sucking a guy's cock. Maybe I should be the one asking if there were any STIs in play with him.
Leaning forward far enough to swallow Dom's cock while I was still sucking my dick was a treat for us both. "I like it when my Daddy is verbal. Daddy's boy has been naughty. I'm cheating on my boyfriend, and his boy needs to be punished," he said as he lay prone over my lap. "Daddy needs to spank his boy until his son pleads for forgiveness." The sight of his perfectly formed, young ass was something I had been dreaming of seeing since I was in high school, which had been a long time ago.
I had never given anyone a sexual spanking, and it felt a bit awkward during the first and second swat until Dom said, "do it like you mean it, Daddy." I could feel his hard cock slamming against my oozing cock every time I put a red handprint on his gorgeous ass. I wouldn't be able to hold my impending ejaculation much longer.
I stood up and playfully threw Dom on the bed face down. I think he was pretty surprised when I shoved my tongue as far into his hole as I could. My boy moaned loudly as I chewed on his cheeks. "Just the tip," I whispered as I slid my cum oozing cock over his hole.
"I didn't clean out," Dom warned just before I was working on finding the right spot. It was too late, anyway. I shot stream after stream, rope after rope, of cum on his ass and back. The mess was running down his tiny waist as I turned him over. "I want my boy's cum in my mouth," I told Dom as I laid my head on his abdomen, only inches from his cock as he pumped away.
When Dom's cum, hit my face, his whole body shook as if he were having a small seizure. The warm cum shot all over my face, and some even went into my mouth. The taste was a bit bitter, but I swallowed every drop I could.
Dom took his very first dominant action and pulled my face towards his before licking his cum from my face and pulling me into a passionate kiss that allowed our tongues to do some exploring. After kissing for a few more minutes, I reluctantly stopped. We just laid on our backs beside each other's sweaty bodies and giggled like we were in junior high.
The shower in the motor home was small, but we didn't mind as we washed each other off. This was the first time I had seen Dom naked in full light. He was a fucking God. How could I be this lucky? Fuck, I could never remember feeling so alive.
3:45 am
After Dom left, I was excited to get a text.
Dom:
That was fun. Are you sure you don't have any STIs? Not even a 1% chance?
Zane:
0% chance of any STIs
Dom:
Good, that makes me feel better. Sleep well. I gotta be to work in two hours.
Zane:
Thank you. I've never been so happy.
When I woke up after getting only 4 hours of sleep, I felt a bit guilty about maybe taking advantage of such a beautiful young man who was undoubtedly drunk. I hoped that I didn't ruin our friendship.
5:00pm
Text
Zane:
I hope I didn't fuck up our new friendship,
Dom:
We are both adults, and we both made the decision to do what we did. Although, I'm not totally comfortable with the way our evening ended.
Zane:
I know. I'm sorry for taking advantage of you while you were drunk. How about next time (if there is a next time) we just have one drink and only watch a movie together.
Dom:
Thank you for apologizing, but it was just as much my doing. I knew exactly what I wanted. And I'll think about maybe a next time.
The end.