Date: Sat, 19 Aug 2006 09:11:38 EDT
From: Percxyz@aol.com
Subject: Meeting Dominic

                         Meeting Dominic

                                By

                         Percxyz@aol.com


     I had gathered up my courage and gone to the gay bar in my hometown.
Actually, there were three gay bars, but the guys I had talked to told me
that this one had my type of crowd.  I was nervous as I walked in but made
my way to the bar and ordered a beer.  The bartender was a handsome white
guy about my age, twenty- two or so.  He pulled the beer from the cooler
and handed it to me.

     "You're new in here," he said.

     "Yeah.  This is my first time in this place."

     "Well, sit back and drink your beer and see what develops.  Maybe I
can help ya some.  What are ya looking for?"  I didn't know how to answer
that question.  That must have been apparent from the expression on my face
because the next thing the bartender said was, "Come on, don't play dumb.
You are in here to meet a guy.  What kind of guy do you want?  What do you
like?"

     "Well, I like a guy who is masculine looking and acting, one who is
kind of aggressive, if you know what I mean."

     He smirked and looked me up and down. "You're what, six one?"  I
nodded.  "One eighty?"  I nodded again. "I know what you are looking for,
bud.  If I wasn't working tonight I'd show ya how aggressive I can be.  You
want to bottom for a man, don't you?"  I nodded a third time, not trusting
my voice and surprised to hear him say it so matter of factly.

     "Yeah, I could tell when you walked in.  Well, buddy, a big guy like
you wanting to play pussy will get a lot of attention. You want me to put
out the word - discreetly?"  I blushed at his words.  I wasn't used to
talking about sex like this with anyone, much less a bartender I had only
met a moment before and whose name I didn't know.

     "You came to the right place though," he continued.  "If you had gone
to Christine's or the other bar, all you'd find is fems and queens who'd
want what you want, a top man to fuck them."  My surprise clearly
registered.  "Don't act so shocked.  You're not the first guy to come in
here wanting to find a man to... why don't we call it please?  A man to
please.  Look around ya.  Most of these guys are tops and most are pretty
good looking.  I can easily set ya up depending on what you had in mind.
There are guys in here who will chain you to the wall and rape your butt
and guys who will lay you on the bed and slide it slowly up inside you.
There is also everything in between.  Some will return the favor and some
won't.  What's your thing?"

     I thought for a second and decided to be honest.  "Well, I like a guy
who is dominant."  There, I had said it!  "I want a guy who will make me
submit and use me to get off.  I don't care if he gets me off or not."

     "Well, shit bud.  Now I really wish I wasn't working tonight.  I'd
spend the whole night using you!  But I can't change things now.  And there
are plenty of guys in here who would be perfectly willing to give you what
you need.  You got any particular flavor you like?"

     "What do you mean?"

     "Black, Latino, white, big, small, leather, preppy or what?"

     "It doesn't really matter," I whispered to him.

     "Well then that leaves open a lot to choose from.  See that guy
standing next to the dance floor, in the jeans and sweat shirt?  He'll do
ya all night long.  Not too aggressive, but he loves to top.  The guy he is
standing next to will top a guy, but he kinda prefers to get it.  I've seen
him leave with some of the toughest guys who come in here, myself
included."

     "Who are they?" I asked.

     "Well, one is sitting at the other end of the bar."

     I looked where he indicated and saw a young guy, twenty-five or so,
obviously Italian and very handsome.  He didn't appear to be very big or
overly muscled, but looked to be lean and in good shape.  He was sitting on
a stool in jeans and a t-shirt, sipping a beer and looking out at the guys
on the dance floor.

     "His name is Dominic.  He may not look too big, but the guys say that
he is a tough son of a bitch and loves to put it to a guy who is bigger
than him.  He'd probably love you.  You are at least 4 inches taller than
him.  Want me to go point you out to him?"

     Before I could say anything, the guy was moving down the bar.  I
watched for a second as he leaned across to talk to Dominic, but glanced
away before they looked at me.  I sipped my beer and studied the bottles of
booze behind the bar for a minute.  Suddenly the bartender appeared back in
front of me.  I looked up at him and he nodded to my right. "This is
Dominic.  Sorry, I don't have your name yet."

     "Dave," I said, looking at the dark stud sliding on to the stool next
to me.

     "Jack says that you're looking for some action tonight, boy," Dominic
said.

     "Well, I've never been in here before and he..."

     "I know that boy!  Now listen.  You wanna come home with me.  I can
see that.  Here are the rules." I blushed as he began to lay them out as
Jack stood there listening with a big smile on his face at my
embarrassment.  "One, you are there for my pleasure.  Two, you do
everything I say as soon as I say it.  Three, while you are at my place, we
both consider you my property.  Four, you call me `Sir' unless I tell you
otherwise.  If you want that as your scene tonight, then just say so, boy."

     "Yes, sir," was my reply.

     "Alright, then, drink up, faggot and let's get out of here.  I'm horny
and there's a lot you're gonna do about it."  He looked at the bartender.
"Thanks, Jason, if he works out, I'll owe you one."

     "Maybe we can share him sometime?" Jason asked, raising an eyebrow.

     "Yeah, maybe."

     I quickly chugged what was left of my beer, but my mouth was still dry
as I followed the handsome guy out of the bar.  I admired his body as I
walked behind him.  His buns were tight in his jeans and his t-shirt looked
like it had been painted on him.  He led me down the sidewalk to his car
and told me to get in.  I obeyed and before I knew it we were driving to
his place.

     "Put your hand in my crotch, faggot," he ordered.  I reached over and
slid my hand along his thighs and into his crotch.  I could feel his cock
beginning to swell under the denim.  "Bet you want to get your mouth on
that rod, don't ya boy?  Tell me.  You a cocksucker?"

     "Yes sir."

     "I said tell me, boy.  Tell me what you are."

     "I am a cocksucker, sir."

     "Whose cocksucker, faggot?"

     "Your cocksucker, sir."

     That seemed to please him and he let me pet and stroke his throbbing
meat until we pulled up to a curb outside his place.  I got out of the car
and followed him into the building.  His apartment was on the first floor
and he shut the door behind us after we had gotten inside.  I was nervous
and stood in the middle of the room facing Dominic, shifting my weight from
foot to foot.  He stood there, next to the door, just staring at me.  I
could feel his eyes running up and down my body, like I was a piece of
meat.  I realized that with the rules he had set in the bar, I probably
was.  He ordered me to strip off my shirt and I did so immediately.
Dominic continued to stand there for a moment, looking at my chest and
abdomen.  While I didn't have a six pack for abs, my chest and torso had
been toned from working out at the gym and playing sports and showed good
definition.  Finally he grunted, "Yeah, you'll do, faggot.  Big tough guy."
The sarcasm dripped in his voice.  "Well, we'll see how you like being used
by a real man."

     Dominic walked over to me and grabbed my nipples with both hands.  He
began to squeeze them, gently at first.  I let out a small moan at his
touch, then he began to increase the pressure.  I tried not to moan in
pain, but as he squeezed harder and harder, I couldn't help myself.
Dominic began to pull downward, stretching my nipples.  I resisted for a
second until I realized he wanted me to give in and go on my knees at his
feet.  I sank down in front of him almost between his spread legs.  My face
was only about a foot from his crotch.  Dominic grabbed my head with both
hands and forced my face into his crotch.  I willingly rubbed my lips and
cheeks against the hard bulge that was growing down the right leg of his
jeans.

     "Suck it through my jeans, boy."

     I opened my mouth and pressed it to his thick rod.  I could feel the
heat of his crotch as I sucked on the denim and wanted to open his fly and
get at his meat.

     "You wanna suck my cock, boy?"  I continued to mouth his crotch.
"Answer me!"

     "Yes sir.  I want to suck your cock, sir."

     "Yeah, faggot.  I knew you did."  Dominic grabbed me by the hair and
pulled my head back from his crotch.  I knelt in front of him, mouth still
open, and looked up at his face.  "Alright then, pussyboy, I'll let you eat
my dick."

     Dominic released my hair and walked over to the bedroom door.  He
stopped and looked back at me.  "Come on, cocksucker.  If you want my cum,
you're gonna have to come in here to get it."

     I started to stand when he stopped me.  "Stay on your knees, faggot!
Your place in my house in on your knees, ready to serve me.  Got it?"

     "Yes, sir," I replied.  I crawled on my hands and knees behind him
into the bedroom.  When I got there, Dominic was sitting on the edge of the
bed, his legs spread wide and his hand rubbing his crotch.  He still had on
his shirt, jeans and tennis shoes.  For the first time I noticed how sexy a
guy's shoes could be.  I crawled over to the bed and moved to put my face
into his crotch.  He stopped me with a hand on my forehead.  I looked up at
him.  He looked so sexy sitting there.  His black hair was short, almost a
military cut on the sides, but about an inch long on top with a sexy wave
in it and his brown skin glowed in the light from the lamp.

     "Tell me what you want, cocksucker."

     "I want to suck your cock, sir.  I want to take you in my mouth and
suck you til you cum, sir.  I want you to fuck me up the ass too, sir."

     "And what are you willing to do for me to get me to do it to you?"

     "Anything you want, sir."

     "Anything?"

     "Yes sir.  I will do anything for you, sir."

     "Will you kiss my feet, faggot?"

     "Yes sir."

     "How about stick your tongue up my ass?"

     Even though I had never done it and really didn't like the idea of
rimming, I replied, "Yes sir."

     "Well, we'll see if you are obedient enough to deserve my cock, pussy.
Go ahead and sniff my crotch."

     I quickly pushed my face between his legs, sniffing at the manly odor
there.  I rubbed my face on the denim again and opened my mouth to suck on
the now larger cock concealed by the denim.  I felt Dominic's hands on my
head pushing it into his crotch.  I was in heaven.  I was on my knees
letting a hot Italian guy rub his crotch in my face.  With a rough shove,
Dominic pushed me back.  I watched as he pulled off the t-shirt.  His chest
was almost hairless.  He was well built, but obviously not a body builder.
His body looked like it came from hard work and playing sports, not hours
in the gym.  There were some small dark hairs around his nipples and a
faint line running from beneath his navel and disappearing into his jeans.
My mouth began to water looking at this hot stud.

     He raised up his left foot and I immediately got the idea.  I pulled
off his tennis shoe and white sock, then did the same for his right foot.
As more and more of this handsome stud's body became visible, my cock got
harder and harder in my own jeans.  I wanted to rub it, but didn't want to
do anything to piss Dominic off and possibly end the encounter.  So I
stifled my desire and concentrated on him.  I watched as he unbuttoned his
jeans and raised his ass to slide them down to his thighs.  I then pulled
them off of him.  He now sat on the bed above me wearing only a pair of
white boxer shorts.  They made his dark skin look even sexier.

     "OK, faggot.  To get me out of these shorts, you are gonna have to do
some work.  Understand?"

     "Yes, sir."

     Dominic reached out his hand and stroked my cheek, then used his
fingers to open my mouth.  He stuck two fingers in my mouth and I sucked
them like they were his cock.  He really seemed to enjoy watching me do
this and insisted that I look him in the eye while I did it.

     "Just think faggot.  If someone were to walk in here right now, they
would see you on your knees fully dressed with me sitting in just my
underwear and you sucking my fingers.  They would also see how hard your
cock is in you jeans, boy."

     I put more effort in to sucking on his fingers.  The image he had just
described had me horny as hell and I desperately wanted to please this hot
Italian male.  I almost groaned with disappointment when Dominic pulled his
fingers out of my mouth.  He put his hand on the top of my head and pushed
my face down to his right foot.

     "Kiss my foot, faggot."

     I immediately began to kiss his foot.

     "Now lick it!"

     I licked the top of Dominic's right foot for a few seconds before he
pulled it back a bit.  Now my mouth was at his toes.  I knew what he wanted
without even being told and opened my mouth.  He stuck his toe in my mouth
and I began to suck on it.  I figured that if I was willing to take his
cock and his fingers in my mouth, then his toe was fine too.  I sucked each
of the toes on his right foot and then proceeded to the left.  I felt his
right foot come down on my neck as I sucked his toes.  After I had sucked
them all for a few minutes, he moved his foot and I could raise my head.  I
looked back up at him.  Dominic had a smirk on his face as he looked at me.

     "Not bad, fag boy.  You dig that don't you?"

     "Yes sir."  I could see his hard cock straining at the white cotton of
his boxers.  As much as I had enjoyed him forcing my head down and making
me suck his toes, I really wanted to suck his cock.  He saw me staring at
his crotch.

     "You haven't earned my dick yet, fuckhead, but you're getting there."
I watched on my knees as he stood and pulled my head to his crotch again.
"Use your teeth, faggot.  Pull off my shorts with your teeth."

     I got the top of his boxers in my teeth and pulled them down.
Dominic's hard cock slapped me in the face as I freed it.  I continued to
pull down his shorts until they fell to his ankles.  He stepped out of
them, then leaned down to pick them up.  I admired his trim body as he did
so.  He sat back on the bed again, his cock standing up proudly from a
thick bush of black pubic hair.  I could see the head was glistening with a
drop of precum.  Dominic shoved his shorts into my face so that I could
smell them and I sucked on them a bit to taste the precum that had soaked
into them while I had been worshiping his feet.

     "Yeah, you're a good faggot.  Somebody trained you pretty well, boy."
Dominic pulled the shorts from my face and tossed them on the floor.  My
eyes immediately went to his cock.  It was about seven inches long and was
very thick.  Dominic let me look at his dick for a few seconds, then
reached down and wiped up the drop of precum from the head of his cock.  He
then pushed that finger into my mouth and I got my first real taste of him.
I had loved the taste of cum since the second time a guy had shot his load
in my mouth in high school and Dominic's was just as tasty.

     "You like that, don't you, cocksucker?"

     "Yes, sir!" I replied.

     "Well to get my whole load you gotta prime the pump first faggot."  I
watched as Dominic laid back on the bed and pulled his legs into the air.
It was a position I had been in many times, but always with a man or boy on
top of me, driving his cock into my ass.  Dominic looked down past his hard
cock at me.  "Lick me, faggot.  Suck on my balls and lick my hole."

     I moved my face in and began to lap at his ass cheeks, then moved my
tongue to his hole.  He moaned as I rimmed him and began to stroke his
meat.  I worked his hole for a few minutes before he told me to suck his
balls.  I took his hairy sack in my mouth and sucked his balls in.  He
moaned again and began to stroke faster.  His fist hit my forehead
repeatedly as I let his nuts soak in my mouth as he jacked off.  Dominic
lowered his legs and pulled my head away from his crotch.  He stood up and
ordered me onto the bed.  I climbed on and laid on my back with my head
hanging over the edge.  I was now staring directly at Dominic's dark cock.
He rubbed the head on my lips and cheeks, smearing his precum on my face.

     Dominic then slid the head of his cock between my lips and sank his
shaft into my throat.  His big balls slapped my eyes as he began to thrust
in and out of my mouth.  He began talking above me.

     "Yeah, cocksucker.  This is what you want.  You got a nice hot,
slippery mouth there, faggot.  Made for sucking dick.  Oh yeah, take my big
cock boy.  Suck my meat, pussyboy.  Oh fuck yeah, that feels good.  You
like my cock down your throat, don't you cocksucker?"  I grunted an
agreement.  "Yeah, I knew it.  Fags like you were created to take care of
real men like me.  Oh yeah boy.  Not much longer now and I'm gonna shoot my
jizz in your mouth.  I know you love that!  You want me to sperm your
mouth, cocksucker?"  Dominic yanked his cock out of my mouth.  "Answer me!"

     "Yes sir.  I want you to cum in my mouth, sir."

     Dominic drove his dick back in, gagging me with the force of his
thrust.  My head and neck were angled to give him the best access and he
used every inch of his dick in me.  Dominic leaned over me and I felt his
hands come down on my arms.  He held me in place on the bed and mercilessly
fucked my face.  I could feel the bristly hairs around the base of his cock
each time he thrust all the way in.

     "Oh yeah, sweetlips.  Get ready for it.  I'm gonna fill your
cocksucking mouth here soon!  Oh yeah!  Take it!  Take it!  Swallow my
fucking sperm, faggot!"

     Dominic's cock was shooting in my mouth.  The first spurt I didn't
even taste, he was in so deep, but the tremors that ran through his body
caused him to pull his cock back and his next several shots coated my
tongue.  I drank his juice as quickly as he shot it into me.  With one
final plunge, Dominic held still and the last throbs of his cock told me
that the remainder of his load was going down my throat.  Dominic didn't
pull out right away.  He let his cock soak in my mouth, and for a moment my
world consisted of the taste and smell of this Italian male's cock and cum.
Finally, Dominic pulled his dick from my mouth, after every drop of his
sperm had been milked from it.  I watched as he stepped back, his cock
covered with my spit still proudly standing at attention, ready for more
action.

     I stood too and stripped off my clothes when he ordered it.  I stood
naked in front of him, a good four inches taller and built bigger, but he
had just proved that he was the man and I was the boy.  He had shot his cum
in me and made me swallow it.  He had shown himself to be the dominant
male.  Dominic ordered me onto the bed in the position that he himself had
occupied just a while earlier.  As I climbed on and raised my legs into the
air, I knew that I wouldn't be feeling his tongue on my hole.

     Dominic climbed on top of me using his arms to force my legs further
back until I was bent nearly in two.  He lowered his face until it was just
inches from mine and told me to look him in the eyes.  When I did, he drove
his cock into me in one hard thrust.  The pain shot through my body and I
involuntarily struggled.  But Dominic had pinned my arms down and there was
no way to break free.  I moaned loudly as he penetrated me with his thick
cock, stretching my hole wide open.

     "Hurts, doesn't it, faggot?  Look at you," he said with a sneer, "big
guy on his back getting reamed up the ass by another guy.  Pussy!"  I felt
my face flush as he said this, but I gave up the struggle and let Dominic
have his way.  He had been holding his cock deep inside me, moving his hips
in a circular motion, probing around at all angles.  Now, he began to pull
back and the pain which had subsided as my body adjusted to his invasion
began to return.  Dominic pulled back until just the head of his cock
remained in me, then thrust in again, causing me to gasp.

     "Yeah, faggot.  Take my fuck.  You big pussy.  Now you know who the
man is, don't ya?  And you're loving it, faggot.  I can feel your hard cock
underneath me, pussyboy.  Yeah, take it.  You're just a pussyboy made for
fucking.  Take my cock!"

     He was thrusting harder now.  He fucked me like I was his property,
just as he had said, ramming in and out and his sweat dripping onto me.
Dominic lifted one of his hands and stuck two fingers into my mouth again.
He used it to pull my head to the side and I felt him begin to chew on my
ear and neck as he continued to fuck my ass.

     "Yeah, you like that big dick up your butt, don't ya, boy?  Tell me
how much you like it, faggot."

     "Oh, yes sir.  I love your dick up inside me sir.  It feels so good!
I love the way you fuck me!  You are the man.  You are the stud.  Do it to
me, sir.  Make me your pussyboy."  Dominic raised up, his sweaty chest
rising majestically above me.  He pushed my legs to one side and rolled me
onto my stomach.  I felt his dick stab back into me as he grabbed my hair
to pull me up onto my hands and knees.  Dominic fucked me doggy style for a
few minutes, then lowered his chest onto my back.

      "Fuck yourself on my thick cock, cumsucker!"  He ordered before his
teeth found my neck again.  I began to arch my back and move my hips back
and forth underneath him, feeling his nipples harden as the slid across my
back.  Within minutes, we were both covered in sweat and Dominic grabbed my
head, forcing it to turn to the right so he could shove his tongue in my
mouth.  I submissively let his tongue fuck my mouth as he cock plowed my
ass.  Dominic broke the kiss and put his hands on the small of my back,
pushing me down onto the bed.  He pinned each of my wrists over my head and
twisted his legs around mine, holding me tightly in place.  Being held and
penetrated by this dark skinned, smaller man had me moaning an my cock
ready to burst.  Holding me tight and ordering me not to move, Dominic
began to pound in me.  Having only used spit and cum for lube, the pounding
began to hurt again and involuntarily, I began to fight.  This just turned
him on even more.

     "Jesus, big boy, big pussyboy, I should say, look at yourself.  On
your belly in the bed of a man you've known for an hour and taking his cock
up your ass.  Now that it's hurting a bit again, you try to fight, but
you're no match for me, faggot."  Dominic whispered these words into my
ear.  "Fight as much as you want, you're still taking my cum up your tight
hole."  Dominic's hips drove his cock into me again and again, filling my
body and my mind with the sensations.  It still hurt, but the image of
myself, on this guy's bed, letting him use me to get his nut, drove that
away.

     "Ahhh, fuck!  I'm almost there, boy.  Gonna fill you full of my hot
cum!  Yeah, you want me to cum in you, fag?"

     "Oh God, sir.  Please cum, sir.  I want to feel you cum in my ass,
Sir!"

     "Here it cums, boy.  Filling you up with my hot wad!  Take it!  Take
it!"

     Dominic thrust deep inside of me, his chest pressed against my back
and my cock crushed beneath me against the bed.  I could feel his breath
against my cheek and ear as he shot his wad and his beard stubble scratched
across my cheek.  Dominic's entire body shook as he emptied his balls into
my guts.  I lay passively underneath him, feeling his cock swelling and
throbbing inside me.  Dominic let out an almost animal roar as his finished
cumming, then let his full weight settle on me.  He kept me held tightly,
immobile, until his cock began to soften. Then, with a vicious tug, he
yanked it out of my ass.  The sudden move made me gasp again and when I
looked at him, he had that same superior smirk on his face that he had
before.

     Dominic released me and rolled me onto my back.  He climbed onto my
chest, pinning my arms with his knees and slid his cock between my lips.
As I sucked him clean, he began to harden again.  I glanced up his sweaty
body and our eyes met.  When they did, Dominic said, "You're a real slut,
aren't you, boy.  Probably been a cock hound half your life.  Get ready for
round two, faggot.  It takes me a lot longer to cum the third and fourth
times."

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