Dominic

I very seldom attend work related social events. The main reason? Everybody complains about work, the bosses etc. Since I hear that at work all of the time anyway, I don't feel the need to hear it when I'm off the clock. Especially when there is drinking going on. Another reason? I'm out at work. Eventually, one of my drunk co-workers will decide to question me about my sex life. Like they have a perfect right to know all the intimate details of what I do with another man!

Usually, I can squirm out of the situation, by asking them to answer the same questions they put to me. Unless they are really under the influence. That can backfire on me, when I get treated to graphic discriptions of what they do with their women or in some cases the women share what they like to do in bed with a man. TMI!

One of my better work girlfriends convinced me to go to the annual Christmas Party, at one of the local hotels. She knew I was into Country Dance and wanted me to show her and a few others some Line Dances. So, against my better judgement, I agreed to go.

That night, I taught a line dance, gave some rudimentary two step lessons, and twirled a couple of the girls around the floor. When I paused to take a drink, I found an excuse to be off, when the work whining began. I pretty much managed to have a good time and avoid the work whines, or the boss backstabs and just gossip about coworkers in general.

But all good things can go sour. A tipsy Dominic managed to corner me at the bar. I suppose I could have gotten away, but Dominic is a real hot looking guy....and I may have had a few more drinks in me than I should have.

I'll pause the story here to give a description of Dominic.

About five ten, well muscled. Italian last name, but looked more Irish to me. Black hair, dark beard shadow, dark eyes. Handsome, boy next door face . Big barrel chest. Broad shoulders. Long torso, short muscular legs. From his arms and legs, perhaps not as hairy as I generally like men to be. Wore t-shirts that showed off a pair of big nips. Cute little butt. A very soft spoken and all around nice guy. Pretty involved in sports and the Football Fantasy League at work. Didn't avoid talking to me just because I was gay. While I try to avoid flirting with co-workers, I couldn't help but look when he bent over, or squatted, to pick something up. I'm not a saint!

So, this night it was Dominic with all the inappropriate questions. I was just tipsy enough to honestly answer them. We talked in hushed voices. Apparently Dominic didn't want to be overheard. Maybe not as drunk as he seemed if he had that much caution.

When he asked what I did in bed, I shared that I loved to fuck ass. His eyes got kind of big, but he didn't scurry away. He asked most of the usual straight boy questions. How did I know I was gay? Had I ever slept with a woman? Didn't getting ass fucked hurt? How could I stand to have a guys dick in my mouth? How come I didn't act queer? Etc. etc. As for me. I answered with a few questions about why he was asking. Did he want to try a blow job from a guy? Things along that line. He sputtered, flushed and back pedalled. But kept asking.

It was getting pretty late, so I decided to go. Called a cab from my cell. Told Dom good night, went to find a few other co-workers and say good night.

As I walked to the front door, I saw Dom weaving his way across the parking lot towards his jeep. It wasn't hard to tell he was in no condition to drive. I hurried to catch up with him. As he lived fairly close to me ,it was surprisingly easy to talk him into leaving his jeep at the hotel and share my cab. He must have realized he shouldn't drive. And as the next day was Sunday, I didn't have a problem promising, to come get him the next day and pick up his jeep.

I lived closest, and not wanting to waste money, I had the cabbie drop me off first, making sure the cabbie had Dom's address and enough cash to get Dom home and a decent tip. As I went up my walk, I heard a car door slam, then the sound of the cab driving off. Footsteps on the walkway behind me had me turning to confront a possible mugger.

To my surprise Dominic came weaving up my walk. He gave me a bleary drunken grin. I rubbed my forehead and asked him what he was doing. His inebriated logic, was, if he just stayed at my place, I wouldn't have to drive to his house in the morning to get him.

I sighed a bit in frustration. I sure hope the cabbie enjoyed the extra tip, that was supposed to be Dom's fare home. There was no chance I was going to get in a car and drive him home. I knew he'd have to stay. So. I did the only thing I could , unlocked the door and turned to usher him into my home. At which point, Dom , right on my heels, crashed into me.

I quickly wrapped my arms around him to keep us from crashing to the floor. We swayed there a moment, bodies pressed together from chest to thighs. " Ooops!" Dom grinned face inches from mine. I held him longer than I should've, feeling his hard body crushed against me. Dom seemed in no hurry to push away. Coming to my senses, I got us both seperated, propped Dom against the wall, and closed, locked the door. Then I slid an arm around Dom's firm body and manuvered him to the living room to deposit him on the couch.

I looked at Dom, legs sprawled wide on the couch, showing off his package in the process. My mouth went a bit dry from a bit of lust as He grinned a happy bleary smile up at me. I had to smile back. He was kind of adorable in his happy drunken state. I shook my head, Dom was adorable sober. " Just stay put, I'll be right back." " "Kay?" he slurred.

I went to the kitchen,pulled a bottle of water from the fridge. Then I went in the guest bathroom for some aspirin. I brought both out and stood over Dom. " Take these and drink this." I ordered. Dom rolled his eyes " Yes Daddy!" he snickered. For some reason, that phrase, coming from the handsome young Dominic, sent blood down to my dick. I could feel it swell. For just a moment, I fantasized about showing him just how much of a " Daddy" I could be.

Then I shook it off. Getting sexually involved with co-workers is a recipe for future pain. Especially macho straight co-workers. I was already sure someone from work saw us getting a cab together. If I was lucky we could gloss over the fact that Dom crashed at my place. I assumed Dom wouldn't really want to share he stayed over night at the gay guy's house, once he sobered up.

I pulled Dom to his feet and as he weaved his way behind me ,showed him the guest room and then the bathroom, which he immediately made use of. He left the door open as he began to fumble with his zipper. I honestly debated watching him pull out and piss, then with a sigh turned and went back to the living room. That didn't keep me from hearing the sound of his stream splashing in the toilet. Seemed to splash for ages. Then I heard him bouncing off the walls of the hall as he made his way back to the living room.

I flipped on the t.v. as Dom plopped down gracelessly, next to me. We sat there in silence, his eyes glued to some late night movie, and me watching him out of the corner of my eyes. Inside I was debating if I should forego or imbibe in my usual before bed pipe. Pot tends to make me very horny, so was almost ready to deny myself, then decided fuck it. I hadn't invited Dom to stay. He wasn't likely to tell anyone he was ever here let alone about me smoking pot.

So I went to my stash and pulled out and packed my pipe. I plopped back on the couch. Dom eyed the pipe and licked his lips. I held the pipe and lighter out to him. " Want a hit?" He nodded as he reached for the pipe. Drunk as he seemed, he had no problem lighting and toking. I relaxed a bit more, as I realized he was no stranger to toking. We passed the pipe back and forth until the bowl no longer glowed, we both kicked off our shoes, then settled in as our highs set in.

Then Dom gave me a long stare. I raised my eyebrows. " Yes?" When he didn't say anything. " You look like something's on your mind."

He blushed. " I...I" He swallowed hard and then . " All this gay sex stuff we talked about made me kind of horny. He blushed again. " I was wondering if you wanted to um...do some of the stuff we talked about.....with ...um well ...me?"

I just kind of stared at him with my mouth open. Then, " Are you serious, Dom?" I could feel my dick harden, as he blushed even harder. " Yeah . I've always been kind of curious about doing it with a guy. Kind of find some guys kinda hot." He blushed harder, " Always wanted to touch a guys dick."

I rolled my eyes. It felt like I was back in highschool again and about to mess around with a guy for the first time. Awkward. " So, let me get this straight.....you're horny and you want to play with my dick?" Still red, he merely nodded. " Do you just want to jack me...or do you want me to jack you too?" Dom's eyes kind of lit up, then he reddened again. " Maybe we could do more than jerk each other off?" He said hopefully. " Like what?" I asked.

Dom licked his lips and looked down. Quietly, he said. " Maybe we could do some of that other stuff you told me about?" I was even more shocked by Dom. " You want me to suck you off?" " Yeah." Are you going to suck me off?" He swallowed hard. " I want to try!"

" What else do you want to try?" He fidgeted a bit. I gave him my sternest look and decided to go for shock value. " Can I eat out your asshole?" He gasped and reddened and barely whispered. " Yes!" " Can I stick my fingers up your asshole?" A whispered " I don't know if I can do that, but I'll let you try."

At this point I was ready to give it a go, but I had one more question, that was important to me. I leaned closer to him ,looking him in the eyes. " Dom, do you want me to fuck you?" I saw a shiver course through his body, then quietly. " I don't know......" He gulped, then shook his head. " I don't think I can do that.

I smiled and gently put my hand behind his neck. He stiffened a moment. I leaned in close to his face, my eyes searching his. Some guys who are in to man on man sex, aren't into kissing. He flinched when my lips brushed his, but he didn't draw back or push me away. I deepend the pressure on his lips. I felt his stiffened posture melt a little, then he was returning the pressure. I ran my tongue tip over the seam of his mouth, then he opened it let my tongue in. I laid my hand on his chest and began to massage his pec. He moaned into my mouth and his tongue came to tangle with mine. I let my hand wander down his hard body and cup around his crotch. He gasped and arched into my hand. I fondled him through his jeans for a while, our tongues dancing together. Then I pulled my face and hand away.

Dom face flushed and breathing hard, gave me a look of protest. I stood and held out my hand. " This will be better on my bed" I said. Dom put his big calloused hand in mine and let me pull him to his feet. Still holding him by the hand I gently pulled him down the hall.

I backed him up against the bed, and pulled his body tight against me. I leaned down for another kiss. As we kissed I let my hands roam over his broad back and down to just above the swell of his ass. He didn't protest as I began to work his shirt out of his jeans. Once free, I slid my hands around front and began to unbutton his shirt. I pulled his shirt off his shoulders and he let it drop to thr floor. I broke the kiss, to step back and yank my shirt off. I watched Dom's eyes roam over the red fur covering my chest. He started to raise his hand to touch, then started to drop it. I captured both hands and placed them on my chest. Then I began to slide my hands over his mostly smooth chest. He had a little dark triangle of hair between his pecs and a small dusting around each pink nipple. A thin treasure trail traveled from his innie belly button down into his jeans.

His back arched when I gave his pink nipples a little tug. I love responsive nipples and knew I would be giving them a bit more attention. But by now I wanted to see the rest of this stud's hot body. He stiffened for a moment when my hands went to his belt, but made no move to stop me. I undid his belt , top button and slid down his zipper. Gently I eased his jeans off his hips, to reveal a pair of thin red breifs. As the head of his cock came into view the cloth was stretched with his hardon and wet with precum. I knelt in front of him to lift each leg and pull off his jeans, letting the side of my face slide across his hard cock. Dom let out a tiny little mewling sound. I sat back on my heels and looked slowly up his body. He had short sturdy muscular legs with very little hair. His torso was kind of long, yet his chest was so wide he looked almost stocky. He had a barrel build instead of tapering to a slim waist. No fat, he almost had a six pack.

From the way he pushed out the pouch in his underwear, I judged he had about six fat inches with a big fat head. And a big fat pair of balls.

Done drinking him in, I stood and gave him a little shove to topple him on the bed. As I began pulling off my pants, Dom raised himself up on his elbows to watch. He licked his lips and shivered when my fat uncut seven inch hardon popped out. Tossing my pants, I went to stand between Dom's wide spread legs. I reached for the waistband of his breifs and began easing them off. My hands slid over the sides of his ass as I worked then off. His cock sprang out and slapped his belly, then his round fat balls came into view. I pulled the red cloth off and tossed them.

I reached into the bedside drawer, and fished out lube and condoms, tossed them on the bed. Dom stared at them laying there like they were some alien about to attack. He didn't protest, so I took it as a good sign for the near future.

I crawled up on the bed and laid down next to Dom. I pulled him in for another kiss. I broke the kiss to lick my way down his chin, neck, collarbone, and to the cleft between his pecs. Dom gasped and arched his chest into my face as I began to lick, suck and tug his nipple with my teeth. I slid my hand down his body to wrap it around his wide shaft. I tugged his cock a few times, precum from the head slicking my fingers. Then I began fondling his round balls. They felt like forcedchestnuts in his hairless sack. Dom was breathing heavy, eyes closed, giving himself over to his high and the sensation of me playing with his balls. He didn't open his eyes when I reached to grab his hand. I placed it over my dick and clasped my fingers around his stubby paw to make them circle my fat cock. I used his hand to stroke my dick a few times, until I felt him begin to pull on his own.

I leaned over then to run my tongue over a big nipple. It was pebbled and standing at a hard point. Dom's head flew back and a soft gasp slipped from his lips. As I continued to fondle his nutsack, I licked and lipped first one nipple then the other. Dom was squirming under the assault of my tongue. I looked up at his face. It was flushed, his mouth was open and his breath was coming fast. Encouraged, I slid my finger lower to rub his taint. Dom groaned and spread his legs, giving me better acccess. I was pretty sure by this point I had found a budding bottom. As I rubbed circles over his taint, Dom arched up as if trying to encourage me to rub farther down. HIs eyes flew open, pupils dilated, when I slipped my roaming finger into his crease and found the entrance to his body.

He had stopped jerking my cock, totally lost in the sensation of his hole being massaged. I didn't mind. There was something satisfying about him surrendering to the feeling of my touch. I decided to move on to the next stage in my desire. I slipped between his widespread legs, reached under his heavy thighs, and pushed them in towards his chest. Dom bit his lip, and there was a moment where he tensed, then let me push until his ass was angled up.

I took a moment to admire his pink little pucker, then lowered my face down to his crack. I blew gently on his hole and watched it quiver. Dom's legs strained against my hand for a moment, as he reacted with a soft moan.

Then I took my first taste of my co-worker's sweet hole. Dom's hands fisted in the bedspread, and his head rose up to look between his legs in disbelief. I peered up at his face from under his fat balls and drooling cock. Then I went to town on his hole.

Dom's reaction was everything I could have wished for. He squirmed, he gasped, he moaned, he cursed, he begged me not to stop.

When I began forcing the tip of my tongue into his wet hole, he began to move his hips, as if trying to get more of my tongue inside of him. I took this as a sign to start my next assault on his little pucker. I got my finger in my mouth between tongue thrusts to get it wet. I slipped the tip into the crease of his tight little pucker and pushed.

Dom opened his eyes as wide as a startled deer! HIs tongue came out and nervously swiped his lips. His whole body trembled as I slowly forced my finger inside of him. He just stared at my face, but didn't try to squirm away or protest.

As my finger slid in deeper, I could feel the wet heat of his insides. I always enjoy this moment, the moment I first breach a man's most intimate place.

Lodged as deep as I could go, I began to move my finger around, searching for his prostate. When I found it, Dom went a bit wild. HIs body arched up, he cursed, I thought he was going to launch right off the bed. I enjoyed watching him thrash on my finger as I continued to massage his joy button. It soon became apparent that Dom was a leaker as burbles of cum oozed from his cock with every flick of his joy gland.

His squirming and repeatedly calling out to God, had me worried he was about to cum. While I desperately wanted to sink my dick into that tight pink hole, the thought of making him shoot just by massaging his prostate, almost had me creaming. I would probably regret not taking the chance to sink my dick inside him, but decided I wanted to finger fuck his hole til he came.

Realizing that my spit was drying out, I reached for the lube. Not the condom. No, I knew I wanted to make him cum with just my fingers. I slowly began to pull my finger out, watching the pink lips of his pucker stretch out, as if trying to hold my finger in. As I pulled it most of the way out, I coated it with lube, as well as the other fingers on my hand. I had a sudden urge to see how many fingers I could slip in before his high, drunk ass, came.

Dom was whimpering, actually begging me to put my finger back in. His eyes flew open wide and his whole body jerked , as I slipped two fingers slowly into him. I made sure to let him feel the stretch of his hole, once they were lodge in him as far as they would go. I leaned over and lapped some of the cum from his dribbling cock. Dom's eyes were wide as could be as I sat back, a string of his precum, stretching from the head of his fat cock head to my lips.

I slowly began to move my fingers in and out of him, enjoying the sight of his hole clasping my fingers, then pushing in as I finger fucked him. He squealed when a third finger stretched him even farther, but didn't beg me to take it out. Instead he began to lift his ass, trying to get more inside of him.

A steady stream of cum was dribbling out of his dick. His labored breathing, frequent use o f" Oh God," and twitching cock, clued me in that Dom wouldn't last much longer. I decided it was time to make him blow.

I leaned forward to take the fat pink head of his cock in my mouth. I slipped my three fingers in to the hilt. As I gave his cock a hard suck, I curled my fingers to massage that bundle of nerves inside him.

One, two, three rubs and Dom yelped, driving his ass down hard on the invading digits, and spurted wave after wave of hot cum in my mouth. I watched every muscle in his body tense hard, as he bucked in my hand and mouth.

I gave my own cock a few tugs, with my free hand. I was so turned on by watching Dom cum, that it didn't take more than a few strokes for my cum to shoot out, landing on his cock, balls and my hand.

When Dom finally relaxed back onto the bed, I let my fingers slip free. He grimaced a little, then gave me a small smile. Then a red blush stained his face and he turned his face away. I sighed and climbed off the bed to get get something to clean us up with.

When I got back, Dom was still sprawled on the bed, snoring softly. I debated not disturbing him, but decided that waking up with cum all over his belly , cock, nutsack and asshole might be a bit much. So I began to gently use a warm rag to clean him off. I guess , the pot, booze and sex, must have totally knackered him. Because he didn't even stir. Not even when I ran the rag over his now reddened asshole.

I straightened up from where I knelt and cast a long lingering look over his fine body. I knew I probably wouldn't get to see it again, so I looked to my heart's content. Then I tossed the rag in the trah bin, climbed over Dom and pulling the spare blanket over both of us, went to sleep. I worried for a moment, what the morning would bring, but was too tired to fret long.

To be continued