Movie Night Submission

Movie Night Submission

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It was Saturday evening and I was bored. I decided to buck my routine and go to the movies. I go to the movies every Sunday morning when it's not crowded and when the prices are cheapest. Hopefully it wouldn't be too crowded. I didn't like people to be too close to my personal space.

I'm deathly shy and totally lacking in self-confidence. I guess that comes from my weight issues. I have always been a little overweight. It sucked being the nerdy, husky kid. And now I'm a chubby adult. I'm 26 years old, 5'8" and just over 200 pounds. I have greenish/hazel eyes and brown hair, which I keep short. If it gets too long, it starts to curl. I also have a light covering of brown hair on my chest, around my belly button, my crotch and legs. For all of that hair on me, I can't grow a decent beard to save my life. I settled for a patch of whiskers on my chin. I also wear small, round, nerdy looking glasses. None of that seems to be very appealing to other guys.

Oh, and my name is Scotty. Yeah. Scotty. How gay is that?

My shyness didn't really help make me any friends in high school or college, either. At least not any long term friends that have wanted to keep in touch with me.

Being a corporate application developer didn't seem to help any, either. The whole group of us at work seemed to be misfits who went off by themselves every day at lunch. We IM'd or e-mailed questions to the person sitting in the next cubicle. Anything to avoid human contact with the other people in the department.

I wrapped my scarf around my neck and put on my winter coat and my hat. I know the beanie cap with the ear flaps didn't help my geek image any, but it keeps my ears warm. I headed to the parking lot and brushed the show off my car while it warmed up and then headed for the theater.

When I got to the theater, I bought my ticket for the latest Harry Potter movie and headed inside. The theater was nice and toasty warm. My glasses instantly fogged up. I pulled my gloves off, took my glasses off and wiped them down. Once I put them back on, and I could see again, I gave the usher my ticket and stood in line for snacks.

I bought a Coke icee and a medium popcorn and looked up at the LED boards to see where my movie was playing.

"We're over here," a voice called out towards my direction.

I looked up to see a guy waving me over to his group. He was in his mid to late twenties, about my age or a little older than me if I had to guess. He was a little bit taller than me as well. I'd say he was 5'11" or 6'0" tall. He had brown hair cut into a crew cut, and a goatee and mustache. He was a little bit chubby like me.

I looked at him, confusion all over my face. I looked behind me to see if he was talking to someone behind me.

"Come on," he said to me. "We're in theater 8."

I looked up at the LED board and my movie was in number 8. I looked back at him and the group of guys he was with. There were about a dozen of them. All big and husky guys, of all different ages. They started moving into the theater and I fell in line behind them. The guy who motioned me over moved up next to me.

"I'm Eric," he said and held out his hand for me to shake.

I juggled my popcorn and drink and quickly shook his hand and he furrowed his brow.

"I don't remember emailing anyone new about tonight," he said. "What's your name again?"

"Scotty-- Er, Scott."

"Well, Scotty Scott," he laughed. "You're not here for the bear club's movie night, are you?"

I shook my head. "No."

"Shit. I'm sorry. Well, I'd love it if you joined us anyway."

He flashed me a very friendly smile and I shrugged and gave him a shy smile back. "Okay."

We piled into a couple of rows and pulled our coats off. I pulled my dorky hat off and smoothed down my hair.

I ended up sitting between Eric and another guy about my age. He was built like me, but with shaggy blond hair.

"I'm Stuart," he said as he offered his hand.

"Scotty," I said as I shook his hand.

Damn. I meant to say 'Scott.'

"Nice to meet you, Scotty. This is my boyfriend, Darrell. And that's Dominic next to him."

Wow. Boyfriend! I glanced around at all the guys and wondered if they were all gay. Of course, they all seemed completely gay now that the thought was planted in my head.

I reached across to shake Darrell's offered hand. Darrell looked like he was in his late twenties. He was heavy set, bigger than Stuart. He had wavy strawberry blond hair and a bushy, but still neat, beard.

I then leaned forward a little and waved to Dominic and my heart skipped a beat and my mouth dried up. The theater lights were dimmed and I really wished I could see him better. He looked to be very handsome. Definitely older than me. Dark hair and light eyes. A full beard, closely trimmed and nicely shaped. I always had an attraction to guys who were a little older than me and I especially liked dark hair with blue eyes. He looked at me for a second with interest, then nodded his head at me. He turned his attention back to the slide show on the screen.

Eric had put his arm around my chair. His finger tips tapped on my shoulder. I turned and looked at him.

"I'll share these M&M's with you if you share your popcorn with me," he said.

"Sure."

He put the yellow bag of Peanut M&Ms in the cup holder between our seats and I held the popcorn between us so we could both eat out of the bag.

I had a smile on my face as the previews started.

* * *

After the movie, I walked out of the theater with Eric.

"You wanna grab a beer?" he asked me.

"Um... Okay, I guess so."

"Cool," he said with a smirk.

Stuart, Darrell and Dominic walked up to us and Darrell told Eric, "Thanks for setting this up."

Stuart said that a new movie was opening up next week and some of the guys talked about going, even though movie night was only once a month.

"I'll take care of it," Eric said.

Stuart and Darrell said goodbye to us, and Darrell gave me a wink. Dominic regarded me for a second, then nodded at me and walked out with Stuart and Darrell.

I walked with Eric out to the parking lot.

"Hey, I have beer at my house," he said. "Why don't we just to my place and save some money?"

"Okay. Sure."

I followed Eric in my car to his apartment. We stomped our snowy feet at the door and I stuffed my cap and gloves into my coat pocket. He took my coat and hung it in the closet with his. We took off our boots and Eric turned up the heat on the thermostat. He grabbed two bottles of beer, one for each of us and we sat down on the couch together.

"So, what did you think of the movie?" he asked.

We talked for a while about the movie, what we liked and what we didn't like. I started to nerd out and analyze the parallels to what was happening in the world today, when I noticed that Eric started to zone out.

"Sorry," I said with a blush.

"Nah, that's okay. You're kinda cute when you get excited."

"Really?" I said, knowing that I was blushing even harder.

"Yeah," he said quietly.

He moved in closer and pressed his lips against mine.

It was my first ever real kiss. I let him lead me and I tried to copy him and return his kisses with equal passion. It was all a blur. I don't know if it was the beer, but my body felt like it was on fire. He was touching and kissing me, making out with me. A part of me wanted to stop and slow down, but another part of me was horny and desperate.

Guess which part won?

Eric took my hand and led me to his bedroom. We fell onto his bed and kissed and made out. My hand ran up and down his soft chest and belly and then he was tugging my shirt off. I immediately felt self-conscious, but the way he touched and kissed my chest made me feel so good. When his tongue flicked over my nipple, I about jumped off the bed.

Soon we were unbuckling and unbuttoning our pants.

"I'm not very hung," he whispered.

I thought it was strange that he would say that, but I didn't really care.

"That's okay," I said and we both chuckled nervously.

His dick was almost five inches, shorter than my six and a quarter, but it was a little thicker. His had a small head, but mine was kind of skinny. We were both circumcised. Mine was dripping a lot more pre-come than his.

We laid on our sides kissing as we touched each others dicks. This was the extent of my previous sexual experience. A mutual hand job with a drunk boy at a party in college. I hoped it was going further.

I thought I was going to spontaneously combust when Eric started sliding down my body, kissing down my chest and stomach. He lifted my hard dick from my belly and looked at it for a moment. Then I felt the hot wetness of his mouth engulf it and I thought I had died and gone to heaven. He bobbed his head up and down and sucked.

My body shuddered and I grabbed fistfuls of the sheets as my head thrashed back and forth.

"Eric... I'm... Oh god!"

My body tensed up hard and then exploded in intense relief. I gasped for air as I spurt my come into his sucking mouth. He drained every drop and then swallowed.

"Come here," Eric growled as he got up and stood next to the bed.  He grabbed me and pushed me down to my knees in front of him.

"Suck me," he said.

I took hold of his cock and pulled it down towards my mouth. I licked up the bottom of it and licked around the head. I looked up at him nervously. His hand moved to the back of my hand and he pulled me closer. I took the head into my mouth and Eric pushed his hips forward. More of his dick slid into my mouth and I sucked just like he had done to me. I tentatively moved up and down his shaft at first, then became more and more confident in what I was doing.

Just when I was getting the hang of it, Eric pulled me up to my feet and kissed me.

"I wanna fuck you, Scotty."

He turned me around bent me over the bed. He spread my legs apart and I felt cold gel being spread between my cheeks.

I knew in my gut that I should have stopped him and said 'no'. But I didn't. It felt good to be wanted, and I wanted him too. I didn't want to be a 26 year-old virgin.

His finger slid into me and I moaned. He slowly slid it in and out. I panted and closed my eyes. He pulled out and pushed two fingers in.

"Oh god," I groaned as my virgin hole throbbed in pain.

Eric held his fingers still for a second, and the pain slowly faded away. His fingers thrust in and out, twisting and stretching. He wiggled them inside me and I whimpered in discomfort.

"Yeah, you like that?" he grunted.

Three fingers pushed into me and I gripped the sheets. "Eric... Wait..."

"Breathe deep," he said. "Relax."

He moved his fingers in and out of me until I was moaning in pleasure. I looked back at him when he pulled them out. He grabbed a condom and rolled it onto his dick. He poured lube on it and then poured more lube into my crack.

Eric put one hand on my back and pushed down. The head of his dick pushed into my ass with a pop.

"Oh my god," I groaned in pain. It felt like Eric was splitting me in two. "Eric, stop."

Eric held still and rubbed his hands up and down my back as tears ran down my cheeks.

"Breathe," he said. "Relax."

I was breathing hard and the pain slowly became a dull throb. Eric started moving slowly in and out, and I groaned quietly as the pain surged with each thrust.

"You're tight," he groaned.

He grabbed my hips and pushed in and out of me, moving faster and faster. In less than a minute, he cried out.

"Oh, fuck!" he shouted.

His cock stiffened and throbbed and Eric's movements slowed and then stopped completely.

Eric collapsed onto my back and laid there until his breathing evened out. I closed my eyes and relaxed. I wasn't a virgin anymore. But it wasn't like I thought it would be. It was uncomfortable and it hurt and it was kind of awkward. However, I really liked the closeness of his body, the way he was laying on top of me right now.

He pushed back up and slipped out of me. He tied the condom off and tossed it into the trash.

"That was good," he said. "Um... That wasn't your first time, was it?"

"Yeah," I said, rolling into my back. "Thanks, Eric."

Eric laughed and said, "My pleasure."

Eric moved up onto the bed and stifled a yawn. He looked over at the alarm clock on his nightstand. "I need to get your phone number and email address before you go."

"Sure," I said with a smile, hopeful that there would be a next time.

Eric pulled a pen and pad of paper from his nightstand drawer and I wrote down my name, cell and email address.

We kissed for a little bit and then I got dressed and headed home for the night.

* * *

I got the email blast invite on Tuesday from Eric for movie night on Saturday, followed by another personal email that said he really hoped that I was coming. I was grinning as I replied that I would be there.

I had been anticipating movie night all week and now that it was here, I was really nervous. When I stepped into the warm theater I had to pull my glasses off and wipe them off.

"Hey, Scotty," a familiar voice called out.

I squinted at the blur and put my glasses on. Stuart, Darrell and Dominic walked in and we gave our tickets to the usher and got our snacks. We made our way down the hall to the theaters to find our group. I smiled when I saw Eric, but my smile quickly faded.

He was talking to another young guy I didn't remember seeing last time. They were standing close and looked like they were flirting. The guy was smiling bashfully and hanging on Eric's every word like a desperate school girl.

I cringed. Shit. Is that what I looked like last week?

I wanted the floor to open and swallow me whole. I cleared my throat nervously as I tried to blink back the tears. I wasn't upset so much as embarrassed.

"Sorry, Scotty," Stuart said quietly. "Eric likes the newbies. I would have warned you, if I knew..."

"And Stuart should know," Darrell chuckled. "Eric got Stuart's cherry two years ago."

"Hey!" Stuart pouted.

My face paled and my stomach flip-flopped. They all looked at me. I'm sure my expression told them everything that happened.

"Oh, shit, I'm sorry," Darrell apologized. "I got a big mouth. Don't pay any attention to me."

"Fuckin' Eric," Dominic spat under his breath.

I looked up Dominic in shock. It was the first time I had heard him speak.

"This ain't supposed to be his personal dating service," he grumbled in a deep voice.

"Don't let him bring you down," Stuart said to me. "You can hang out with us tonight."

"Thanks, guys," I smiled.

We walked into the theater and all three of them gave Eric a dirty look as we passed him. I looked down at the floor and didn't make eye contact with him.

I ended up sitting between Stuart and Dominic in the theater and Stuart and I chatted quietly during the slide show before the previews. Dominic quietly listened, but didn't speak.

When the lights dimmed as the previews started, I leaned over to Dominic and quietly told him, "Dominic, you can have some of my popcorn if you want."

I held the bag between us so he could reach. I smiled at him and he smiled back and took a handful of popcorn.

At some point, our hands touched in the popcorn bag and I felt a shock travel up my arm and into my body. The energy went straight to my groin where my dick twitched and quickly filled with blood. In the darkness, I looked up at him and saw that he was looking down at me. He jerked his hand away and turned back to the screen, but I could see he had a little smile on his face.

After the movie Darrell wanted to go grab a coffee, so the four of us headed to a nearby coffee shop. We sipped our warm drinks and talked and laughed. Even Mr. Strong-and-Silent Dominic joined in. After talking about the movie, we shared personal details about ourselves so that they could get to know me better and I could learn more about them.

Stuart owned a flower shop, which Darrell teased him relentlessly about. Stuart was 27, a year older than me.

Darrell was a lawyer and 31 years old, about to be 32. He and Stuart have been dating about a year and a half, and living together for nearly a year now. They were a really cute couple. Darrell teased Stuart a lot, but I could tell that he adored and loved him. I hoped someday that I would have that.

Dominic -- who hated to be called Dom, but didn't mind Nic -- was an engineer for the county. He was 42 years old. I wouldn't have guessed him that old. But in the light, I could see his black hair was graying a touch around the temples. His beard also had flecks of gray in it. His hair was thinning on the crown of his head and his hairline was also receding. The little tuft of hair in front was really cute to me. His eyes were a bright blue that seemed to sparkle.

I realized that I had been smiling the whole time. I wondered if this is what it would be like to have real friends.

While I wanted these three guys to be my friends, I felt a little strange around Dominic. He was so manly, so masculine. I really wanted him to like me, even more so than Stuart and Darrell.

Dominic finished his black coffee and said, "I'm gonna get a refill."

"I'll get it for you, Dominic," I offered.

Dominic looked at me and the corner of his mouth turned up in a smirk. I gave him a blushing smile and grabbed his cup and went up to the counter. I returned the freshly filled cup to Dominic and set it down in front of him.

"Thanks, Scotty," he said.

"You're welcome."

I sat down and took a drink of my latte. Dominic was watching me intently as he sipped his coffee. I looked up at him over the rim of my cup and smiled.

The conversation turned to a discussion of bear culture, which I found fascinating.

"I'm a bear and Stu is my cub," Darrell said.

"So cubs are younger bears?" I asked.

"Well... Pretty much. But it can also imply a more passive partner."

"Ooh. So clinical," Stuart said with a chuckle.

"Watch it, Stewie," Darrell warned him. He sounded mad, but he had a playful smile on his face.

"So, would I be a cub?" I asked. "I got a little bit of hair on my chest, but I'm not real hairy. I can't grow a beard either."

"Definitely a cub," Dominic said, while staring a hole into me. His intense gaze made me look away. I felt my cheeks flushing a little bit and my ears felt hot, but I felt happy inside.

Somehow the conversation turned to coming out. After hearing their coming out stories, I was embarrassed to tell them that I hadn't come out to my parents yet. They were all very supportive and said that when the time was right, I would do it. And all three insisted that they would be there to help me with whatever I needed. I thanked them and swiped under my eye before the tear could fall.

After we finished dinner and talking, I exchanged hugs with my new friends. Stuart and I traded phone numbers and then I headed home.

* * *

The next week, Stuart called me and invited me to meet the three of them again for dinner on Saturday.

I arrived at the restaurant on Saturday just after Stuart and Darrell. When Darrell went to the restroom, Stuart leaned in close.

"What do you think of Dominic?" he asked quietly.

"He's nice."

"'Nice'?"

"Yeah. And he's hot," I said with a blush and a giggle.

"So you do like older guys then?"

"I've never been with an older guy before -- I mean, I've only been with, you know. But I have always been attracted to older guys... like Dominic."

"Nic is very dominant. He likes younger, submissive guys."

I wanted to ask him more, but Darrell returned to the table and Dominic arrived at the same time.

Throughout dinner, I caught Dominic staring intently at me a couple of times and I would blush and look down.

I thought of what Stuart said. Dominic likes younger, submissive guys. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that was definitely me. That was what I felt when I was around him. I wanted to please Dominic.

The four of us had a really good time at dinner and we made plans to meet again soon.

As we walked out into the parking lot to our cars, I pulled my hat out of my coat pocket. I went to pull it over my cold head when my feet slid out from under me. I didn't even see the ice patch. I felt myself flying through the air, but I was caught by Dominic. His arms scooped under my armpits and he pulled me up to him and settled me on my feet.

My face felt warm with embarrassment as Stuart and Darrell looked at me in shock.

"You okay?" Stuart asked.

I nodded. I realized that I was leaning back against Dominic. I could feel his warm breath on the back of my head.

I took a small step away from him and he bent down and picked up my hat. He moved around to stand in front of me and dusted the snow off the hat. I looked up at him and looked into his deep blue eyes. Damn, he was tall. Damn, he was hot.

He took the hat and put it on my head, making sure my ears were covered. My eyes never left his.

"There ya go," he said, as he smoothed down the back of my head with his black leather gloved hand.

He straightened the collar on my coat and tugged the zipper up all the way. "You need to watch where you're going... Boy."

That one spoken word, and the tone in which he said it, caused a physical reaction in me. Boy. I shuddered as I felt warmth spread throughout my body. I was grateful my coat covered my crotch as my dick started to push against my jeans.

"Thank you," I said in a quivering whisper.

He looked down at me, and his mouth turned up in a smug grin. He was pleased.

* * *

I was pleasantly surprised when Stuart called me the next day. He said it was slow at the shop and he was bored, so we chatted on the phone for quite a while. Then he casually mentioned that Dominic called him the night before.

"Really? What did he say?" I asked, trying to sound nonchalant.

"He was asking about you."

"Oh?" I said. My voice quivered, betraying my attempt to sound calm and cool. "What did you tell him?"

"I told him he should talk to you."

Stuart called me again later in the week and to finalize plans for dinner on Saturday. By the time Saturday came around, I wasn't nervous, but I was very excited.

When I showed up at the restaurant on Saturday, I thought I looked pretty good in my jeans, a baby blue button down shirt with a dark blue argyle sweater vest.

The four of us settled into a comfortable rhythm of conversation during dinner. At one point, Stuart and Darrell headed to the bathroom. Stuart gave me a knowing smile as they left.

Dominic cleared his throat. "Scotty, you wanna grab some coffee after this?"

"Sure, Dominic."

"I meant just us. You and me."

"Oh. Okay," I grinned.

After dinner, my friends and I bundled up and exchanged hugs in the parking lot. Stuart and Darrell waved as they got into their pickup truck.

"Follow me," Dominic said quietly as we turned and walked through the parking lot to our cars. When we got to my little blue Toyota, he opened the door for me and when I got myself situated, he squeezed my hand and then shut the door.

I followed his Audi SUV in my car to a café and coffee shop a few blocks away. He held open the door for me and let me walk in first. He asked me what I wanted to drink, then told me to go save us a table.

"That one in the back corner?" he suggested.

I made my way to the table in the back corner. I pulled off my hat and shoved it into my coat pocket. I hung my coat on the back of my chair and sat down. I smoothed down my hair, which was feeling a little static clingy from my hat, then wiped the condensation off my glasses.

Dominic returned a few moments later with our drinks and sat down next to me.

"Cheers," he said with a smirk and held his mug up.

I laughed and tapped my mug to his and took a drink of the latte. Dominic was staring intensely at my mouth as I drank. He reached up to my face and his fingers moved under my chin as his thumb slowly swiped over my bottom lip, capturing the whipped cream in the corner. His hand was warm and I really wanted him to keep it on my face. He pulled his hand away and I watched him kiss the cream off his thumb.

I swallowed nervously as I watched his mouth. His tongue peeked out of his full red lips, licking away the excess moisture. A shiver tickled my spine.

We watched each other drink for a while until he finally leaned in close to me. I could feel his hot breath in my ear as he whispered, "You wanna come home with me tonight, boy?"

"Yes, sir," I whispered automatically, as my body trembled.

Dominic leaned back in his chair and a grin slowly spread across his mouth.

"Good boy," he said simply.

I quickly finished my latte and sat there nervously while Dominic took his time drinking his coffee. When he finally finished, I got up and followed him out to the parking lot. He gave me quick directions to his house and we traded cell phone numbers in case I lost him on the way.

To say I was nervous when I arrived at his house was an understatement. I stomped the snow off my boots on his porch, then followed him inside. He took my coat and hung it up in the hall closet.

Dominic gave me a tour of his home, and I was very impressed. Everything was neat and clean. The two-story, four bedroom house seemed to be very large for just Dominic. We ended the tour in the family room, where he motioned for me to sit on the couch with him.

He put his arm around my shoulders and pulled me close to him.

"I'm very particular about my partners, Scotty," he said to me. "I like them submissive and eager to please. I'm not talking master and slave play. I want to give you pleasure, not pain. Do you understand?"

"I... I think so. Do you mean, like, you want me to..." I cleared my throat before adding in a whisper, "be on the bottom?"

"Yes. I want you to submit to me. Do as I tell you, immediately without question. I may get a little bit rough, but I promise I will NEVER hurt you. I will not abuse you, degrade you or humiliate you. At anytime, if I do something you don't like, you tell me to stop and I will stop immediately. I get tested regularly and I am clean. I never have more than one partner at a time and I don't share. Are you okay with this?"

"Yes," I quietly replied.

"Good."

Dominic leaned down and kissed me. He pulled me tight to him and opened his mouth. He kissed me slowly and sensually, pushing his tongue into my mouth. His tongue took charge and pushed and prodded its way around my mouth. His kisses turned harder and more demanding. His lips and teeth pushed into me, trying to devour me.

He pulled away from me, leaving me breathless. He stood up and pulled me to my feet.

"My room. Now," he growled.

I hurried up the stairs with him right behind me, guiding me down the hallway. I stepped into his dark bedroom and waited for him. He turned on his nightstand light.

"Come here, boy. I know what you want. I know what you need. I knew it when I first saw you... saw the way you looked at me..."

I didn't think he wanted me, but he did. The thought made me very happy, but also made me even more nervous. I stepped in front of him. He looked me up and down, then started to take my clothes off. I felt exposed and vulnerable standing naked in front of him. I wanted so much for him to be pleased with me. Despite my nerves, my dick stood at attention between my legs, all six inches straight up against my belly. I let my arms hang at my sides, unsure of what to do.

He ran his fingers through the light patch of hair in the middle of my chest, then rubbed my soft tummy.

"Fucking adorable, my little cub."

I beamed. My grin was so bright it could have lit the room. I let out a breath as my nerves steadied somewhat.

"Undress me," he commanded.

I pulled his flannel shirt off and dropped it onto my pile of clothes. His wife-beater undershirt came off next. My knees buckled when I saw his body. His beefy torso was covered in curly black hair. I ran my hands down him, raking my fingers through the coarse hair. I unbuckled his jeans and unzipped them and pushed them down the floor.

I was squatting in front of him when I pulled his boxer briefs off. His huge cock sprang up and it bobbed in front of my face and I let out an involuntary moan. He was big. Long. Thick. Uncut.

I looked up at him, staring into his blue eyes. His right hand grabbed around his dick, pulling the skin back to expose the head. He pushed it down with his thumb, pointing it towards my mouth.

His voice was deep and husky when he commanded me with one word. "Suck."

I whimpered and moved my head forward. I opened my mouth and took him inside. I wrapped my lips in a tight seal and sucked on it as I slid my head back and forth. I swirled my tongue all over the shaft and the head as I sucked and bobbed.

Dominic grabbed my shoulders and stepped back. His cock slid out of my mouth with a pop.

"You got a hot mouth, boy."

He let me suck him for a while, then he stepped back. I moaned in disappointment and pushed forward on my knees, trying to get him back. He grabbed under my arms and pushed me back onto the bed. I scooted back into the middle of the bed as he moved on top of me. I let out a ragged breath. I loved the feeling of his big, warm body on me.

"Dominic..."

He kissed up my neck to my ear. His hot breath and whiskers made me shudder.

"I'm gonna fuck you so good, boy," he whispered into my ear.

I moaned and grabbed his back, pulling him closer to me.

He slid down my body and licked and sucked my nipples. I moaned and whimpered, thrusting my chest up, grabbing at his shoulders and his head. I was on the verge of falling apart when he slid down. His tongue flicked all over my dick, teasing me. I pushed my hips up, wanting to feel his mouth on me.

"Please, Nic," I whispered.

"Mm-mmm," he grunted as he shook his head.

I whimpered in frustration, pushing my hips back up. His hands moved to my hips and pushed me back down to the bed. I couldn't move my hips as his tongue flicked all over my balls and sack. My dick jerked and pre-come oozed out onto my belly. Dominic was driving me crazy with his teasing. I wanted to come so bad.

His face pressed under my balls and his tongue swiped up my crack.

"Oh god," I moaned.

Dominic's hands pushed harder onto my hips so that I couldn't move. His tongue was licking and pushing into me. He rubbed his bearded face all over my ass crack while grunting and groaning.

I never imagined that it would feel so good. I was clawing at the bed, trying to reach down to Dominic, trying to grab anything I could as I writhed on the bed. I just couldn't take it anymore. I reached down and grabbed my dick. Dominic pulled away and grabbed my hand.

He climbed over me and grabbed my wrists and pinned my hands above my head.

"Don't you ever touch yourself without my permission," he growled. "You understand me, boy?"

I whimpered and nodded my head.

"From now on, you only come from my hand, my mouth or my cock. You hear me, boy?"

I nodded my head again. His hands tightened around my wrists.

"Say it!" he demanded.

"I understand, Nic," I whimpered. "I promise."

Dominic bent down and kissed me hard until I was breathless. He pulled my glasses off and set them on the nightstand.

"Turn over," he husked into my ear.

He helped me turn over onto my belly and he knelt between my legs, sitting back on his heels. His warm hands were on my ass, kneading and massaging and spreading. He suddenly got up from the bed. He grabbed a towel out of the bathroom, then opened the nightstand drawer. He pulled out a big bottle of lube.

I closed my eyes and tried to relax as he moved back onto the bed. He had me get up so that he could spread the towel out underneath me, and I laid back down on the towel.

I felt his slippery fingers sliding up and down my crack, rubbing over my hole. He pushed his middle finger in nice and slow and I moaned softly into the pillow. He started moving his finger, slowly finger fucking me with it. He twisted and turned it, then wiggled it inside me. It brushed over something inside me and I bucked underneath him, letting out a deep moan.

"Yeah, that's the spot," he said.

He kept pushing and rubbing his finger against the spot, my prostate. I was panting and writhing around on the bed. My dick was hard and throbbing, pushing against the sheets. I whimpered in pleasure. This was nothing like my experience with Eric. I realized that this is what it was supposed to be like. Dominic was experienced. He knew what he was doing. Like he said, he wanted to give me pleasure.

"You ready for another finger, boy?"

"Yes. Please, Dominic..."

Dominic pushed a second finger into me and continued to stretch me and prepare me. He soon had a third finger inside me and he was pumping me hard and fast. I could feel the pressure building inside my balls. They tightened into my body and I gripped the pillow with my fists.

Suddenly he pulled his fingers out. I turned my head back and looked up at him. He lowered his big body on top of me. His hairy chest and stomach pressed into my back. I could feel his hard dick in my crack. It felt so big, so warm.

He growled into my ear, "Ready for my cock, boy?"

"Yes," I breathed.

I wanted him so bad, but I was a little bit scared. He was bigger than Eric. A lot bigger.

Dominic must have sensed my fear. He kissed my cheek tenderly and rubbed my head. "I won't hurt you, Scotty," he whispered softly and gently. "Never hurt you. Don't be nervous. Relax and breathe deep."

I closed my eyes and took a long deep breath. I heard Dominic spreading the lube on his dick and then he smeared a little more into my hole. He moved on top of me and I spread my legs wider for him.

I felt the hot head press against me and I tensed up.

"Relax, Scotty. Breath slow and deep and push out. Remember what I said. I won't hurt you. Breathe..."

I did as he asked and he pushed into me. I gasped as the pain shot through my body. It burned and cramped and I cried out. Dominic's arms moved under me and he held me tight to his chest. He kissed the side of my neck, then ran his lips across my skin. His beard tickled my neck and shoulder.

"Shh... It's okay. You're okay," he whispered.

My breathing slowed and the pain dissipated. I brought my hands under my chest and grabbed onto Dominic's arms as the tension in my body released. Dominic must have felt my muscle relaxing, because he started to move.

He very slowly pulled his hips back until his dick was about to slip out of me. In a smooth and steady motion, he pushed back in, rubbing over my prostate. I gasped and called out his name as an intense burst of pleasure hit me.

Dominic started thrusting in and out of my ass, slowly building up speed.

"Christ, you're fucking tight," he whispered into my ear. "So hot, so wet. I'm gonna make you my boy. You wanna be my cub?"

"Yes, Dominic. Please. I wanna be yours."

"Yeah, you're MY cub now. This ass belongs to me."

Dominic held me tight, his body covering mine completely. He was fucking me now. Hard and fast. Every thrust slid past my prostate. Every time he bottomed out, a high-pitched whimper escaped my mouth. He alternated his long strokes with short strokes. He'd twist and thrust his hips. Dominic was breathing loudly as he rocked his hips into me. I was in heaven. I was his. I would do anything he wanted.

"Yes," I moaned. "Yes..."

I felt the pressure quickly building up. My balls pulled up into my body and my dick throbbed. I gripped Dominic's arms tighter under my chest as my toes curled and pushed into the mattress. My body started to tremble.

"Oh god, don't stop. I'm gonna shoot, Nic," I cried out. "I can't hold it!"

"Fuck yeah," he grunted. "You're a hot little slut. Come for me, boy. Gonna make you come with my cock!"

"Oh yes, I'm coming! Dominic!"

Dominic slammed into me relentlessly. My body tensed up and I exploded, spurting into the towel below me.

Dominic grunted and groaned. His breathing was hard and fast. With a roar, he pushed up away from me and pulled out. I turned my head back to look at him fisting his cock. The first blast of come shot out in a long rope and splattered all over my neck and back. The second hit the side of my head. He shot several more times, covering my back with pools of hot semen. It was just like in a porn movie. I felt a little dirty, but in a good way.

Dominic collapsed onto my back, squishing his jizz into our bodies. He peppered my neck and shoulders with small kisses. "Good cub," he whispered.

I laid there with my eyes closed, relaxing into the mattress and let out a little giggle. I felt amazing. I felt free and alive. Dominic slicked back my sweaty hair and kissed my temple.

"You wanna take a shower?" he asked as he ran his finger over my chin whiskers.

I opened my eyes and nodded.

He helped me up off the bed. He grabbed the sperm soaked towel and tossed it into the dirty clothes basket.

I followed him into the bathroom, where he turned on the shower. We stepped into the shower stall and he took me in his arms. He held me under the hot water for a few minutes. I felt like I could fall asleep right then and there as he hugged me and peppered the top and sides of my head with light kisses. I reluctantly let go of him when he pulled back to grab the soap. We washed and rinsed each other and then got out of the shower and dried off.

Dominic hung our wet towels on the rack to dry and took my hand. "Come on."

I followed him like a puppy to the bedroom and then back into his bed. He spooned up behind me and pulled me tight to his warm, furry chest.

"Go to sleep, baby," he said groggily.

It was the most perfect feeling of belonging I had ever felt. I felt his body relax and he started to snore. I ran my fingers through the dark curly hair on his forearms until I finally succumbed to sleep.

* * *

I woke the next morning curled up next to Dominic. He was on his back with his right arm covering his eyes, mouth open, and snoring.

The blankets covered him up to his chest. I ran my hand over his soft furry body, down his chest and stomach.

I realized that Dominic was no longer snoring and I looked up to see him watching me. He pushed the blankets back, exposing his hard seven-and-a-half inches. His meaty hand moved to the back of my head and he gently pushed.

My lips automatically parted as the head of his dick pushed into my mouth. My lips pushed the foreskin back and his cock sank into my mouth. I moved up and down on his dick with my mouth and hand. As I became more confident in what I was doing, I started to use my tongue more, twisting it around the head and swirling it around the shaft. Dominic seemed to like that, judging by the moans and groans he was making.

"Suck it harder, Scotty. Faster."

I did as he asked and I felt him stiffen even harder in my mouth. A gush of sweet pre-come flooded my mouth and I hummed in delight.

"Oh, fuck, baby. You're gonna get my load. Swallow it, boy."

I sucked his cock until he blasted into my mouth, and I did what he asked, swallowing every drop.

Dominic pulled me up and kissed me, then rolled me over onto my back. His head moved down and sucked my dick into his mouth. He pushed his finger into my ass.

"Oh god," I moaned as he sucked up and down the length of my shaft and fucked me with his finger. I gripped his shoulders tightly. I was so turned on, there was no way I could even try to hold back.

"Dominic... I'm gonna come..."

I cried out and bucked up into his mouth, spurting my seed onto his swirling tongue.

He crawled on top of me and took me in his arms. We kissed slowly and gently.

"Nothing like a good blowjob to start the morning," he said and we both laughed.

We got out of bed and put our underwear on. After taking care of our bathroom needs, I followed Dominic to the kitchen.

Dominic patted the breakfast bar counter. "Sit down, Scotty," he said and I sat down at one of the stools at the breakfast bar and watched him.

He started a pot of coffee, then fried up some bacon and scrambled some eggs. We then sat down together and had a quiet breakfast.

"Why don't we head to your place and get you a change of clothes, then we can hang out today?" he said.

"Sure. That would be great."

And that's what we did. In fact, over the next couple of weeks, we saw each other several times. We went out and had dinner together, and got to know each other.

We always spent the night together at his house. Sex with Dominic was incredible. His kiss or touch could make me come undone. I loved how sexually aggressive he was. I went from being a virgin to a little horndog practically overnight. But I was only horny for Dominic. I worshiped the bigger, older man. He was so manly and sexy to me.

The Friday before the next movie night, we went out to dinner and then headed back to his place. I could tell that Dominic was really horny and it really turned me on that he wanted me so bad. As soon as we got back to his place, he was ready. He dragged me up the stairs to his bedroom.

"Get your clothes off, put this on, and get into bed."

Dominic opened his top drawer and pulled out a white jockstrap, an old style Bike jock. He tossed it to me and I caught it. It was brand new. He obviously bought it just for me. My dick started to leak in my jeans at the thought of wearing it for him.

While Dominic went downstairs and locked up the house, I got a towel from the bathroom and quickly undressed. I pulled the jockstrap on and adjusted the waist and straps. I hadn't work a jockstrap since middle school gym class. I was in bed by the time he came into the bedroom.

I watched Dominic get undressed. His thick inches were already jutting out from his hairy crotch and I drew in a ragged breath at the sight. I was as hot as he was. I wanted him inside me so bad.

"Turn over," he ordered as he got onto the bed.

"Yes, sir," I said as I flipped over onto my belly.

"You are so fucking hot," he growled as he ran his hands over my bare ass. "You're gonna be the fucking end of me, boy."

The fact that he was so turned on by me made me grin like an idiot. He flipped me over onto my back and my grin fell away as he squeezed my cock in the pouch. My head fell back and I let out a ragged moan as he crawled on top of me and pushed my legs apart. I put my hand on the back of his neck and pulled him down to me and we kissed deeply and made out.

"Do you trust me, Scotty?"

"Yes, Nic. Of course I do."

He got up and opened the bottom drawer of his nightstand and pulled out a length of thin, white rope, almost like a clothesline. He sat down next to me. I stared at the rope wide-eyed. A shudder went through my body at the thought of him tying me up. It excited the hell out of me, but at the same time scared the crap out of me. I looked up into Dominic's eyes for reassurance.

"Remember I promised you that I'd never hurt you?" he asked gently.

"Yes," I nodded. "You know I trust you, Nic."

"If you don't like it, tell me to stop."

I nodded and he leaned down and gave me a quick kiss. He smiled at me for a moment, then his smile faded as he went into 'business' mode.

He reached into the nightstand and pulled out two wrist sweat bands. He put them on my wrists, then tied the rope around my right wrist. He didn't want to bruise or burn my wrists.

"Lay back, boy," he growled.

I relaxed back as he looped the rope through the slats in the headboard. He pulled so that my arms were above my head, then tied my left wrist.

I laid there trembling as Dominic moved on top of me. He pushed my legs apart, settling between me.

He slid a lubed finger into my ass as he sucked my neck, then moved down to my nipples. He pulled the pouch of the jock aside and licked down the length of my shaft, taking each of my balls into his mouth.

I shuddered and gripped the rope with my hands.

"Nic, please," I begged.

"No talking," he grunted.

I bit my bottom lip as he moved down and started to rim me.

"You smell so fucking good," he groaned into my ass.

I whimpered and thrashed my head back and forth as he drove me crazy with his tongue. He licked his tongue up my sack and my shaft. He sunk down to the root and sucked hard as he pulled up.

My body quivered and I couldn't help but moan. "Oh god, Nic."

He pulled away from me and I whimpered, "Please..."

He narrowed his eyes at me. "I said no talking, boy."

I pressed my lips together and nodded frantically.

Dominic got up and grabbed his boxer briefs off the floor. He moved back on top of me and kissed me hard.

He pushed back and rolled up the briefs and pushed them into my mouth. My eyes widened as he tied them around the back of my head, gagging me. He looked down at me. His chest heaved and his eyes were filled with lust. I looked back at him and nodded that I was okay.

He maneuvered my dick back into the pouch of the jockstrap, then pushed my legs back towards my chest. I wrapped them around his waist. I moaned into the makeshift gag as his thick cock slid into me. Having taken him inside me many times over the past three weeks, the pain was minimal and it quickly faded to pleasure as he pushed against my prostate.

Dominic started thrusting into me and I pushed back against him. He dropped his body onto me and wrapped his arms around me. His mouth clamped onto my neck and chewed and sucked hard on my skin as he relentlessly pounded his hips into my ass.

I whimpered and bit down on his briefs as he slammed hard into me. His hips slapped loudly against mine. The bed frame shook underneath us.

I could feel him panting into my ear. "I'm gonna come," he grunted. "I'm gonna fucking come!"

I moaned and arched my back up. My body shuddered and I gripped the ropes tight and screamed into Dominic's underwear as my dick exploded. I came harder than I ever had in my life, unloading my thick load into the jockstrap pouch. My tight hot tunnel contracted rhythmically around his thick thrusting cock and Dominic cried out my name. He pushed into me and his body convulsed as his dick jerked and pulsed inside me. He was coming inside me, shooting his hot load deep into my guts for the first time.

"Oh fuck, baby," he groaned. "So good..."

I shuddered underneath him. Dominic's arms tightened around me.

He pulled the makeshift gag out of my mouth. I stretched my jaw and licked my lips.

"You okay, Scotty? I wasn't too rough?" he asked tenderly.

"No. I'm okay. Better than okay," I panted.

He nuzzled his beard and lips against my neck, kissing my skin lightly. His cock finally softened and slipped out of me, and a torrent of his come spilled out.

He untied my wrists and pulled the wrist bands off. He rubbed and massaged each of my wrists to get the blood flowing. I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight.

"I couldn't pull out," he whispered. "It felt like your ass was sucking my cock into your body."

"You were amazing, Nic. You make me feel so good."

I reached up and scratched his beard with my fingers and smiled at him. He looked down at me and I saw a twinkle in his eyes in the way he looked at me.

Dominic pulled the towel out from under me and wiped me down between my legs. He pulled the jock strap back and wiped it out. He tucked my soft dick back into the pouch. He wiped his dick and then tossed the towel onto the floor.

He pulled me to his chest and spooned behind me.

"I want you to wear only jocks from now on."

"Yes, sir. I would love to do that for you."

"Good boy. Night, Scotty."

"Night."

I snuggled back against Nic as he started snoring behind me.

* * *

When we arrived at the theater the next night, I was a little bit nervous. We got our snacks and joined the group. We greeted everyone and said hi. As Eric walked in, Dominic moved close to me. His hand moved to my back, and slid down to the small of my back, resting just above my butt. His little finger slid underneath the waist of my pants and fingered the three inch band of the new jockstrap he bought me. He slid his hand back up to the small of my back and let it stay there.

He was letting Eric and everyone else know that I was his.

Eric glanced at us and quickly turned away when he saw Dominic narrow his eyes and scowl at him.

Stuart's mouth dropped open when he walked up to us. "Are you guys...?"

"We're dating," I said with a grin.

"Scotty is my cub," Nic said.

His hand moved up to my hair and he rubbed the back of my head. His arm moved around my shoulder and he pulled me closer in a sideways hug, causing me to giggle.

Darrell walked up and handed Stuart a big drink.

"Hey, guys," he said. He saw how close we were standing to each other and he grinned widely. "Congratulations," he said.

"Thanks," I said with a grin.

After that weekend, things changed between Dominic and myself. We became even closer, even more intimate. We saw each other almost every day and spent the night together almost as often. He loved to fuck me at night and loved a blowjob in the morning.

We were in love, though neither of us said it. Well, I was head over heels in love with him and I was confident that he felt the same way. There was just something in his eyes when he looked at me.

One thing I loved about Dominic, besides for how hot he was, was how sweet he was. Yes, he was very dominant and aggressive in bed. Amazing in bed. But he was also very gentle and loving. He always put me first. Even the little things he did, showed me how much he cared about me.

He always held open doors for me, letting me enter first. He would even open the door of his SUV for me. He was always touching me. He would hold my hand whenever we were alone together. He would almost always let me pick the movies we watched.

We had been dating for about four months and things were great between us. The only time we got into a fight had to do with the fact that I wasn't out to my parents.

I had just arrived at Dominic's house after work. He pulled me to him and kissed me hard.

"Go watch some TV," he said as he gave my butt a smack. "I gotta finish up this report and then we can go."

I smiled at him and he returned to the dining room table where his work laptop was setup. I sat down on the couch and picked up the remote when my phone rang. I looked at the screen and groaned inward when I saw that it was my mom.

"Hello?" I answered.

"Scotty, you're alive!" she exclaimed sarcastically.

I sighed. "Hi, mom. Of course I'm alive."

"I just wasn't sure since you haven't called me in over two weeks."

"I'm sorry, Mom. I've just been busy lately."

I glanced across the room at Dominic. He was working on his laptop, but he lifted his eyes and smirked at me.

"I want you to come over for dinner tonight," Mom said. "I'm making a pork roast."

"Oh... I can't. I have plans with a friend."

"We haven't seen you in over a month. You can go out with your friends any time. I won't take no for an answer."

"But--"

"No buts."

"Okay," I sighed.

"Hurry up. Dinner'll be ready soon. Bye."

"Bye."

I hung up the phone and stood up and grabbed my keys.

"I gotta go," I said to Dominic as I pulled my jacket on.

Dominic frowned at me. "What's up?"

"Mom wants me to come over for dinner."

"So, you're just gonna go, just like that?"

"It's my mom. She insisted. What am I supposed to say?"

"You could say 'I'm sorry, Mom, but I already have plans with my boyfriend' or I'd even take 'I'm sorry, Dominic'."

"That's not fair! My mom doesn't know about me. You know that. And I am sorry."

"Okay. I'll see you around then."

He looked back down at this laptop screen and began typing. I could see that he was mad and now he was ignoring me.

I slumped my shoulders and sighed. I walked up to him and moved behind him and bent down and put my arms around his neck.

"I'm sorry, Nic. I'll tell them soon. I promise. Please don't be mad at me."

He sighed, then bent his head down and kissed my arm.

"When you're done at your parents, I want you to come directly back here. When you walk in the door, you will utter not one word. You are to go directly to my bedroom, take your clothes off -- except for your jock -- and you damn well be better wearing a jock..."

He paused to hook his finger in the waistband of my jeans and check. I was indeed wearing a jockstrap.

"...You will get onto my bed on your hands and knees. You are not to move or speak until I tell you. When I am ready, I will come in and I will deal with your rude behavior."

"Yes, sir," I quivered.

I straightened up and started to leave, but Dominic grabbed my wrist and pulled me back. He pulled me down to him and gave me a tender kiss. I smiled warmly at him and he gave me a quick wink before turning back to his computer to resume work.

I had a grin on my face the entire trip to my parents.

Dinner with my parents was pleasant. Mom hounded me with a million questions about my life. I mentioned that I had made some new friends and she seemed quite pleased. At one point, I almost told them I was gay, but I chickened out.

It was on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. I was a coward. I knew that I would have to tell them soon. I was afraid that Dominic and my relationship would suffer if I didn't and I didn't want to lose him.

* * *

When I got back to Dominic's, I was a little nervous, but I knew he wouldn't hurt me. When I walked in the house, I did just as he told me. He was watching TV. He didn't look up or speak as I came in. I walked right upstairs to his bedroom. I got undressed, pulling off all my clothes except for my jockstrap. I got onto the bed on my hands and knees and waited.

It seemed like it took him forever to come upstairs. I waited quietly and patiently. Just when my arms started to hurt, I heard the door shut. The light on the nightstand turned on.

Dominic's warm hands ran across my butt cheeks. He pulled at one of the straps framing my ass and pulled it out. He let go and it slapped against my skin, making me tremble. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to the edge of the bed.

His hand drifted across my butt, kneading and squeezing, rubbing and stroking.

"You were a bad cub today, Scotty," he said quietly. "Do you know what happens to bad cubs?"

He paused for a second. I didn't know if he wanted me to answer, so I remained quiet.

I could hear the smile on his face when he finally said, "They get spanked."

I swallowed nervously and took in a deep breath. As I was letting it out, I felt the sharp sting of his hand on my ass.

"Oh!" I cried out. "Ow!"

"Be quiet. Take your punishment."

His hand came down again with a smack. I bit my bottom lip and squeezed my eyes shut. My arms and legs trembled as he spanked me again and again. My dick slowly rose up until it was laying against my belly.

After several swats, he came down really hard, causing me to gasp. He smacked the same spot four more times as hard as he could. Tears poured down my cheeks while pre-come oozed out of my piss slit. I could feel it soaking into the pouch of my jock, causing a wet spot.

Dominic slowly rubbed my sore bottom. His touch was so soothing as it moved over the curves of my ass cheeks. My breathing slowed and I let out a little sigh of pleasure.

Dominic let out a satisfied grunt. "Mm. That's my good cub... Now it's time for a reward."

I felt him shifting his position. His hands moved and spread my cheeks apart. I gasped and moaned when I felt his tongue swirl around my hole.

"You like that, Scotty?" he asked as he kissed and nipped on my cheek.

"Yeah," I breathed.

Dominic pushed his face into my crack and attacked my hole with his tongue. He licked and swirled. He scraped his teeth across it. His tongue moved fast, then slow, around and across. He rubbed his whiskered chin across it, sending jolts of pleasure through my body. He pushed this tongue into me and I shuddered and whimpered. My dick was dripping a steady stream into the jock.

"Please, Nic... I need you inside me... Please!"

Dominic chuckled. "Since you asked so nice..."

I looked back at him and watched him open the lube and pour it onto his fingers. He pushed two fingers inside me and I dropped my head and moaned. I pushed my ass back against his fingers.

"Yeah, you want it bad, don't you, boy?" he asked in a raw and throaty voice as he pumped three fingers in and out of me.

He pulled his fingers out and I gripped the sheets tight and braced myself for what was coming. Dominic stood next to the bed. He grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to the edge. He pushed down on my ass to get it lined up with him. I felt the slickened head of his cock pushing against my hole. I whimpered and pushed back against him. The head of his cock slid inside me. He tightened his grip on my hips and pushed in until he was buried completely inside me.

"Nic," I moaned.

"Oh fuck, Scotty," he groaned. "Your ass is too fucking good, baby..."

"Fuck it, Nic," I whispered. "Fuck my ass."

Dominic groaned loudly and pulled out until the head almost popped out. He shoved back into me, all the way to the root. His dick head hit my prostate and I cried out as pleasure burst through my body.

Dominic took me hard and fast. He suddenly pulled out, causing me to whimper with need. "No, don't stop. Please..."

"Turn over," he commanded.

I rolled over onto my back and scooted back on the bed as he climbed in between my legs. He pulled my legs apart and knealt in between. He grabbed my ankles and pulled them apart. He pushed forward and shoved his cock hard into me. I reached up and grabbed his soft waist and held on. He rocked his hips back and forth hard and fast.

He leaned down over me and grabbed my hair and tugged it, not hard enough to hurt, but enough to get my attention. I looked up into his eyes as he pounded his cock into me.

Oh god. I could see it in his eyes. He wanted me. He needed me. He loved me.

My body started to shake and shiver. My mouth opened to scream, but nothing came out as I erupted. Volleys of hot semen shot out of me, coating the inside of the jock pouch.

Dominic let out a roar. "Oh! Fuck, baby! Milk my cock!"

Dominic groaned and grunted loudly. His dick expanded inside of me. I felt him throb and pulse and then I felt the warmth of his seed spreading inside and dripping from me.

He relaxed his grip on my hair and laid on top of me, panting and heaving.

I wrapped my arms around him and held him tight.

"Thank you," I whispered as tears trickled down my face. "Thank you..."

* * *

A week later, Dominic and I met for dinner on Thursday night and we had plans to spend the night together.

By the time Dominic took me home, I wasn't feeling well at all. I was so sick, we didn't even make love. He spent the night with me and held me, trying to soothe me and comfort me, but I couldn't sleep well. My stomach was cramping badly and it kept me awake. We thought maybe I had food poisoning, but he wasn't sick at all.

In the morning, he had to go to work. He was doing a survey on a retention pond. I called in sick to work because I knew I wouldn't be able to work like this. He told me to go to the doctor if I didn't feel better.

I woke up a few hours later, sweating profusely. The pillow and sheets were soaked. My stomach was killing me. I stumbled to the bathroom and threw up twice. I knew that there was something wrong with me. My stomach hurt so bad I was crying.

I called Dominic and left him a voice mail. In between the tears, I jokingly told him that I had an Alien chest-burster inside me and I was going to the hospital.

I somehow managed to drive to the ER and check myself in. What happened when I got there was a blur. I filled out and signed forms and then waited. I remembered waking up at one point flat on my back on the floor in the waiting room with doctors and nurses hovering around me. I was examined and quickly admitted for an appendectomy.

I awoke later laying in a hospital bed. I was wearing a flimsy hospital gown and I could tell that my backside was exposed underneath me. I also felt slight discomfort around my lower belly. I squinted and looked around the room, but without my glasses I couldn't see a thing.

Someone came into the room and I squinted to see him. I could tell it was a doctor from the clothes.

"Ah, you're awake," he said. "I'm Doctor Murray. How are you feeling, Scott?"

"Okay. Better."

"Good," he said. "I'm going to take a quick look at you and then you can have visitors."

He pulled down the blankets and pulled up my gown, exposing my soft belly and groin. My face turned bright red in embarrassment.

"You've got two small incisions, here and here," he said, while touching above my pubes and then off to my right side. "There's also an incision inside your belly button. Everything looks good."

He lowered my gown and pulled up the blankets.

"You'll need to keep the incisions clean," he said. "Try not to exert yourself physically for a couple of days so that you don't tear your staples. You should be fine to walk around now, if you need to use the bathroom. You should be able to go home in the morning provided everything looks good. Do you have any questions?"

"No," I said and shook my head. "But, do you know where my glasses are?"

"They are probably with your clothes. I'll have someone check on that for you. And I'll be back to check on you later," he said as he patted my shoulder.

He left the room and a nurse returned a few minutes later with a bag of my clothes. She pulled out my glasses and handed them to me.

"How's that?" she smiled.

"Much better," I said as I adjusted them on my nose.

She pulled back the curtain to give me a little privacy from the other men in the room.

I heard a distinct voice chattering in the hallway and I groaned inwardly. When my mom walked in, I gave her a weak smile. She and Dad came up to the right side of my bed and she bent down and kissed my cheek.

"Are you okay, Scotty? How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. I'm a lot better now."

"Good. We were worried sick about you," she said as she grabbed my hand and squeezed.

"You lose some weight, son?" Dad asked.

"No, I don't think so."

"Well, you look good," he said with a sympathetic smile.

"Thanks, Dad. Um... Is, uh... Was there anyone else waiting to see me?"

"I don't think so. You expecting someone?"

"A friend of mine," I said cautiously. "I thought maybe he would be here."

Mom and Dad glanced at each other. They both appeared very uncomfortable. The silence was deafening.

I reached over to grab a glass of water from the table and Mom picked it up.

"Let me help you, sweetie."

She put a hand behind my head and brought the glass up to me so that I could take a drink. When I had my fill, she put the glass down and fluffed up my pillow and adjusted my blanket.

A tap at the door had the three of us looking up. Dominic was standing in the doorway with his hands in his pockets. His blue eyes were bloodshot and glassy. I could tell he was worried and it really touched me, but I was so glad that he was here. I was overcome with joy and a huge grin spread across my face.

"I just wanted to check that you were okay, Scotty," he said quietly.

"I'm okay."

He nodded, then stepped back. He was going to leave. He didn't want to stay because of my parents.

"Don't go," I choked out as my eyes welled up with tears. "Please."

His eyes cut to my parents and then turned back to me. He hesitantly moved up to the left side of my bed and I reached out to him. He took my hand and awkwardly shook it, and then put my hand back on the bed. He shoved his hands back in his pocket.

My dad cleared his throat and I turned my attention back to my parents. Dad was eyeballing Dominic suspiciously and Mom was looking anywhere but at Dominic.

"This is my friend, Dominic Gianotto," I said. "And these are my parents, Sam and Jane Fisher."

"How do you know my son?" Dad asked him.

Dominic cut his eyes at me, then cleared his throat as he looked back at my dad. "We met at the movie theater. A group of my friends go once a month. Scotty joined us."

"You don't have friends your own age?"

I gasped in shock. "Dad!"

Dominic shifted uncomfortably. "I'd better get going. Call me when you get home, Scott."

He turned to leave and I had to stop him. Before I knew it, I had blurted it out. "Dominic is my boyfriend."

All three of them gasped simultaneously and turned to look at me with their mouths agape.

I took a breath and looked up at Dominic through my lashes. "I'm in love with him," I added quietly.

I sniffled and wiped the tear that fell down my cheek. Dominic swallowed and blinked back tears of his own.

"What are you, some kind of pervert who prays on children?" Dad asked Dominic.

I was horrified by my dad's words. "Dad! Leave him alone. I'm not a child. I'm 26 years old."

"He's old enough to be your father. It's disgusting."

"He's not that much older than me. Please, Dad. I love him."

I grabbed at Dominic's wrist and pulled his hand from his pocket and pulled him closer to me.

Dominic cleared his throat. "It may not mean much to you right now, but I do love your son. He's the sweetest, most loving man I've ever met."

"Dominic makes me happy, Dad."

"I need some air," he said and stormed out of the room.

"Give your father some time, Scotty," Mom said. "It's been hard enough on him knowing that you're gay. And now you're dating someone. Someone a little unexpected. It's all a little shocking at once."

"You already knew... I was gay?"

"We found one of your, um, movies... when you still lived at home."

"Oh god," I moaned as I slid down into the bed.

"'Glory' something... Something about a bathroom. I don't remember... Anyway," she said with a dismissing wave of her hand.

I wanted the floor to open and swallow me whole. I felt Dominic's trembling. Without even looking up at him, I knew he was trying his best to contain a laugh and I squeezed his hand as tight as I could to let him know that I didn't appreciate it. He let out a bark that sounded between a cough and a laugh.

"I'm just glad it's all out in the open," Mom said. "Your father will come around. He just needs to get used to seeing you two together. We want you to be happy, Scotty. And you've had such a smile on your face ever since this man walked into the room. It's been such a long time since I've seen you smile... I mean really smile."

Mom covered her mouth and started to cry.

I reached out for her hand and I squeezed it. She leaned down and hugged me, then kissed my forehead. She pulled a tissue out of her purse and dabbed her eyes and nose.

"I'm going to go check on your father."

She squeezed my arm, gave it a pat, and left the room.

I looked up at Dominic and smiled at him. "That wasn't exactly how I imagined my coming out."

He smiled at me and rubbed the top of my head. "Are you okay, Scotty?"

"I'm okay. I'm better now that you're here."

"I'm so sorry I left you home by yourself," he said. "I should have stayed with you." His eyes filled tears as he looked down at me. "If anything happened to you... I..."

He swallowed and drew in a ragged breath.

I rubbed my thumb on the top of his hand. "It's not your fault. You couldn't have done anything different if you were there."

"Maybe. But I wish I had been there for you. I should have been there."

"Well, you're here now, and I'm glad."

"What you did just now... It was very brave. I'm proud of you, cub. I love you, Scotty."

He bent down and kissed me, a quick peck on the lips. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer and kissed him back, opening my mouth and flicking the tip of my tongue against his lip.

"You're a bad boy," he chuckled. "You keep that up and you might get a spanking."

I giggled. "I hope so."

He shook his head and then nipped the end of my nose with his teeth. He stood upright and looked down my body.

"Can I see your scars?" he asked as he ran his finger across my belly.

I looked at the door, then back at Dominic. "Okay," I said.

I couldn't help but blush a little as I pushed down the blankets and pulled up my gown, exposing my naked torso to my boyfriend.

"You got yourself a little shave," he laughed, pointing to the shaved patch above my pubes where they went in with the scope.

"I'm glad they didn't landscape the entire thing," he joked as he gave my pubes a little tug, causing me to jump a little.

"Ow!"

"Well, I see this still works," he said as he tweaked the head of my half-hard dick. It surged to full erection just from his brief touch.

He grabbed it around the base and wiggled it around and started to laugh and I swatted his hand away. I laughed and pushed the gown back down and pulled the blankets up.

"Nic. You know, the doctor said I can't have any 'strenuous activity' for two days. What are you going to do?" I asked with a sly grin.

"Well, I guess I will have to borrow that movie of yours, and take matters into my own hand, so to speak. I'll ask your parents where you keep it."

Dominic tried to keep a straight face, but he couldn't hold it in. I couldn't help but laugh with him. We laughed so hard, we had tears running down our faces. Every time our laughter started to die down, one of us would start back up. We were still laughing when my parents came in.

Mom smiled at the two of us and Dad's scowl softened some when he saw us laughing. He took a deep breath and let it out, walked up to Dominic and held out his hand.

"I'm sorry about what I said earlier," he said with a forced smile. "I just don't want to see my boy get hurt. But I suspect you're gonna be around for a while, so we're gonna have to try to get along."

Dominic shook Dad's hand. I was grinning and trying not to laugh at the thought that Dad was shaking the hand that was just fondling my penis.

"I promise I would never hurt Scotty," Dominic said.

Dad nodded and then moved back to Mom's side. He looked at my grinning face and he chuckled to himself and smiled back at me.

"Thanks, Dad."

The three of them stayed until visiting hours were over. They made small talk and seemed to get along okay. I could tell that Dad was still uncomfortable, but he was making an effort. That was all I could ask of him. I hoped that after some time, both of my parents would grow to love Dominic like I did.

Doctor Murray came back in just as they were about to go. He pulled my gown up and looked at my stitches. Mom turned her back when my dick came into view, but I still blushed beet red. Dad and Dominic both seemed to be interested in what was going on down there, but from completely different points of view I imagine.

The doctor pulled off the dressings and put down new ones.

"No signs of infection," he said. "You can go home first thing in the morning."

Mom kissed my forehead and Dad squeezed my shoulder.

Dominic came over and pushed my hair back as he leaned into me. "I'll be back tomorrow morning to take you home, Scotty," he said.

"Hurry back," I whispered.

He bent down and gave me a quick peck on the lips, then whispered into my ear, "I love you, cub."

"Love you, too."

* * *

Dominic picked me up the next morning. He opened the car door for me and helped me get in and got me buckled up.

I called work and took a week off and Dominic decided that I should stay at his place. We stopped at my place and I packed a suitcase and my toilet kit and then were were off to his house.

"I can walk, you know," I frowned as he guided me into the house and to the couch.

"Don't argue with me, boy," he growled with a scowl. But then his face softened and he kissed my forehead. "Just let me take care of you, okay?" he added quietly.

How could I argue with that? I simply nodded. "Thank you," I said before I kissed his cheek.

Dominic took the day off work and basically waited on me hand and foot, even though I felt perfectly fine.

After a couple of days of that, I was going out of my mind. Dominic was driving me crazy, treating me like a child. And then there was the teasing, albeit unintentional. He would kiss and touch me and hold me, but he wouldn't touch me where I needed it the most. And god forbid if I even made a move towards his crotch.

It had been nearly a week and my shy little hints weren't working. When we were getting ready for bed that night, I decided tonight I would have him. He wouldn't be able to resist me.

I took a shower and cleaned myself up until I was squeaky clean all over. While Dominic was in the bathroom, I got undressed and I slipped on his favorite jockstrap, the black one with the tight pouch. My dick was so hard in anticipation that I had trouble stuffing it into the snug pouch. I pushed the blankets down and laid on my belly in the middle of the bed. My dick throbbed in anticipation. I folded my arms under my head, laid my cheek on my arms and spread my legs a little bit.

Dominic came out of the bathroom rolling a swab in his ear. "Baby, I--"

He froze when he saw me. I watched his eyes glass over. His dick started to rise. A little grin spread across my face. Oh yeah, I was going to get some tonight.   

"God damn, you are a sexy little cub," he groaned as he tossed the swab into the trash.

I looked into his blue eyes and pleaded. "I need you, Dominic. Please. I'll die if I don't have you inside me tonight. Please don't leave me like this."

"Fuck, boy. You make me hard as fucking steel when you beg."

I looked down at his crotch. His cock was now fully erect, pointing towards the ceiling. I couldn't help but lick my lips. It jerked and the foreskin pulled back as it burped pre-come out of the slit. It ran down in a little river down his length. I drew in a sharp breath and my hole puckered in anticipation of what was to come. I swallowed the saliva that began pouring into my mouth.

Dominic moved onto the bed and crawled between my legs. I spread them apart for him. He hovered over me on his hands, while lowering his hips. His dick lightly brushed back and forth against the crack of my ass. I gasped and a shudder ran through my entire body.

I started to turn over, and Dominic moved so that I could get onto my back. I brought my hands up to his beefy arms and squeezed tight. I closed my eyes as he lowered his face to mine. His lips gently brushed against my lips. As he kissed me, he lowered his body onto me. His furry chest and stomach pushed into me and I moaned. I ran my hands up his arms to his fuzzy shoulders. I grabbed at his back and held him tight to my body. He was being so gentle with me, but I didn't want gentle. Not this time, any way.

"Dominic? Will you..."

My breath caught in my throat and I felt color rising on my cheeks.

"What, boy? Tell me what you want."

"I want," my voice was barely above a whisper. "I want you to hold me down and give it to me... hard."

I closed my eyes and tried to breath deeply. I felt Dominic's hand on my chin. I opened my eyes to see his lusty eyes staring back at me.

"I love you, Scotty," he said. "I just fucking love you. So fucking much. And now I'm gonna give you what you want, boy."

Dominic grabbed the waistband of my jock and gave it a sharp tug. He pulled it off me and tossed it down onto the floor. He kicked my legs apart with his knees and leaned over me. He was so freaking sexy. I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to me and kissed him.

Dominic grunted into my mouth and kissed me back hard. He pulled back and I moaned in disappointment, trying to pull him back to me.

"Turn over," he growled. "Hands and knees."

I scrambled to get onto my hands and knees. Dominic moved behind me and ran his hands down my back. A shiver went up and down my spine as his large, rough hands squeezed and stroked my ass.

SLAP!

Dominic's hand hit my ass cheek so hard I know that he left a hand print. I moaned and my entire body convulsed. Another smack and I was having trouble staying on my hands. He slapped the other cheek twice. I moaned and collapsed onto my forearms, pressing my cheek into the bed. My cock lurched and dripped a blob of pre-come onto the bed.

His hands rubbed soothing circles around my stinging cheeks. I felt him move and shift away from me, but he wasn't gone long. He spread my cheeks apart and then I felt his bearded face in the crack of my ass as his tongue swiped across my hole.

"Nic!"

Dominic noisily and sloppily ate my ass. He grunted and hummed as his tongue swirled and licked. When he tightened the slick muscle and pushed it inside me, I thought I was going to lose it. My cock was so hard it ached. My sack pulled tight and my nuts contracted up into my body.

"Mmm," Dominic hummed, making the sound he makes when he eats a particularly delicious dessert. He kissed my ass cheek, then bit it. He bent over me to get to the nightstand. He yanked the drawer open and it clattered to the floor, spilling the contents all over.

"Fuck," he mumbled.

I turned my head and watched jump off the bed and bend down and pick up the bottle. He snapped open the cap and poured a generous amount onto his fingers. He got back onto the bed behind me and slicked my crack up. His fingers made circles around my relaxed sphincter, then two of them pushed into me.

"Such a good boy," he whispered. "Gonna make us both feel good."

He pushed a third finger into me and I moaned and pushed back against his hand. He pulled out and slapped the head of his cock against my hole over and over.

"Dominic, please," I whispered, not caring that I sounded like I was begging, because I was. "Put it in me. I want you so bad. Make me come, Nic. Make me come with your big cock."

"Oh, you little slut," he husked. "I'm gonna give it to you good."

Dominic jerked my hips back and up and I moved up onto my hands. He poured a little more lube into my crack, then proceeded to slick his bone up. He lined up the head with my hole and pushed into me slowly and steadily, not stopping until he was completely buried inside me. He bent over and kissed between my shoulder blades.

He reared back and slid his hands down to my waist. He slowly pulled back until the head was about to slip out of me. He paused for a second and then snapped his hips forward hard. I screamed as the head of his cock stabbed and rubbed along my prostate.

"Fuck me," I moaned.

Dominic let out a sound that was like a groan and a roar combined. I gripped the sheets with my fists as he pulled back. He slammed forward again. My cock lurched and spurt pre-come onto the bed. My nuts pulled up even tighter. Dominic held my waist in a death grip as he began slamming his cock into me.

I couldn't hold back any longer. "I'm coming!" I cried out as my body tensed and then released. I choked back a sob of pleasure as my dick jerked over and over, spraying a huge load all over the sheets below me.

"Oh fuck!" Dominic shouted as my ass contracted around him.

He pulled away and flipped me onto my back. He pushed my knees up and apart. He shuffled closer to me and pushed his cock into my ass. He fell forward onto his hands and then grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. I wrapped my legs around his ass as he started to pound into me.

My dick responded to the pressure inside my ass and the rubbing of his hairy belly against it. I still was wet and slippery from the huge load I shot. I was soon hard as a rock as his belly rubbed back and forth along it. I moaned and arched my back up to him. He growled and tightened his grip on my wrists.

Dominic's rhythm never faltered. Fast and furious was his pace. He pounded into me with everything he had. He let go of my wrists and braced himself on his arms. I couldn't help the little whimpers that spilled from my throat every time his hips slapped against mine, slamming hard against me over and over. He rubbed his bearded chin along my neck, then started to suck and bite. I quivered underneath him, whispering, "Yes, Nic... Don't stop..." over and over.

When I felt the top of my head bump the headboard, I reached up and pushed my hand against it to brace myself. I stared up at him wide-eyed as he gazed back down at me. His eyes were dark with lust. He licked his lips.

"Fuck, boy," he groaned. "Love how your body responds to me. I'm pounding you into the fucking wall. God, I can't get enough of your tight little ass. Can't get enough of you, baby. I love you, Scotty. I fucking love you. So much."

"Dominic," I moaned, his words bringing me to the brink once more. "Love you!"

"You're gonna make me come, baby. I'm gonna fill you up, boy..."

"Dominic..."

Dominic pushed a hand between our bodies and grabbed my slimy dick. His deep blue eyes remained locked onto mine. "Oh god, yes... I love you... You're my boy. My boy. Mine. Oh, FUCK!"

Dominick's rhythm stilted and his body jerked hard. His cock expanded and swelled inside me. It throbbed and pulsed against my prostate and I felt it jerk as the first rope of hot semen splattered against my insides. I dug my fingers into his back and cried out his name as his hand brought me to a shattering climax. Dominic grunted loudly with each contraction of his intense, extended orgasm. My ass muscles squeezed and milked him, draining every drop of his load from his pulsing organ.

I slumped back onto the bed, feeling boneless as Dominic fell on top of me, unable to hold himself up any longer. I held his sweat soaked body tight to me, letting him rest his ample weight on me. I panted as the last of the shudders left his body. "Love you, Dominic."

Dominic planted kisses along my collar bone and neck. His cock started to soften and my body pushed it out along with a rush of his fluid. A shudder ran through my body.

His hands moved up to my head and he cradled it in his hands. He wiped the sweaty bangs off my forehead and pressed his lips in the middle of my forehead. He kissed the side of my head at my temple, then nuzzled his nose against my ear.

"When I heard your voicemail," he whispered. "And then I couldn't get in touch with you... The things that went through my head... And then I found out you were rushed into surgery. Damn. I was so fucking scared that I was going to lose you. I..." Dominic's voice faltered and he cleared his throat. "I hope I never have to live through that again. But I realized that I can't live without, baby. I want you to move in with me. I want you to stay with me. Here. In our home. Please, Scotty. Say yes."

"Yes," I whispered back.

Dominic was silent for a second, then he pushed back so that he could see my face. "Did you just say yes?"

"Yes, I said yes."

Dominic's eyes watered and he blinked rapidly, then threw his head back and barked out a loud and joyous laugh. I couldn't help but giggle.

He wrapped his arms around me and held me tight, then kissed me with all the love and passion he could manage.

"I love you, boy."

"I love you, Dominic," I whispered against his swollen lips.

Dominic rolled onto his back and pulled me with him so that I was cuddled up against his chest. His arms tightened around me and I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep in the arms of the man I knew that I would spend the rest of my life with.