Dominic the chef
Hi, my name is: Brian
My job is: Chef at the restaurant “Alto Mare”
In my spare time I like to: Take care of my garden and spend time at the bar, chatting and making new friends. I have also recently taken to trying to keep myself in shape by going jogging every day. You have to fight off getting older somehow, right?
Position: Public CumDump
My sexual experience is: I am married but both my wife and I decided on a contract that would provide for an open marriage. I also have two sons, both of whom are now grown up. When I was younger, however, I had taken the job of “Public Sex Toy” before I got married, stopping it to allow me to focus on my family and my work. Since my wife went to live in another city, however, and the boys have now become older, I decided to take up this old job again, experimenting a bit with other kinds of pleasure as well, and since then I have been honing my skills more and more, which I am sure will not disappoint you.
Contact me if you are interested in: A mature and experienced ass to fuck all night long. I love younger guys who treat me like I'm nothing more than their breeding whore, but I don't discriminate, I just need my partner to have a good cock and the stamina to do it several times in a row. I like to feel my partner's dick deep down my throat or his balls slamming hard against my ass, as if he wants to get me pregnant at all costs. Being treated as if I am nothing more than a disposable sex toy is what really makes me lose control. I will always properly serve my partner and worship him and his body, thanking him for the gift he gives me by allowing me to serve him
My main kinks are: Young tops, Breeding, Deepthroating, Worshipping, Multiple Rounds
About him his clients said:
DilfDestroyer, rating 5/5
After meeting him, I really started to think how unfair it is to not be able to get other men pregnant, because there would be no one else better suited as a daddy than him
DaddyMaker101, rating 4/5
Whenever I have to jerk off I think of him and his body and his expression when he serves me. An unforgettable experience
BigDickEnergy23, rating 4.5/5
When he says “someone who can go all night long,” he means it! Even when I felt like I was about to collapse he would work his magic and I would come back up ready for another round. My dick hurt for a week afterwards but it was worth it
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Brian did not like to spend much time in his house, for obvious reasons. Precisely for this, when he had to meet up with some friends, he always insisted that it be anywhere else where they were not exposed to his family so as not to run the risk of seeing his family members engaged in their other work.
Unfortunately, however, there were also times when this possibility could not be avoided, and when this happened the young man would warn his family well in advance begging them to cancel whatever kind of appointment they had for that day or to hurry it up during the time when he was not present.
Everyone in the family tried to accommodate the young man, more to keep him from being under so much stress than anything else, but no matter how much goodwill they might put into it some times it could happen that all of Brian's careful planning went awry.
When Brian entered the house that afternoon he could hardly hold back a sigh of relief: no suspicious noises, no strange smells, and he didn't seem to see any bare skin anywhere. Good: maybe for once things would go his way.
“Yo, dude, is this your house? Nice den.”
The young man roused himself and cast a glance behind him in the direction of the dark-skinned young man with shaved hair behind him, busy looking around curiously.
“Thank you Cole. It's my father's house and my brother is also living with us, but I can't complain. Come, my room is upstairs.”
As they were going up the stairs the course mate asked, “What do they do for a living? Your father and brother I mean.”
“Oh, my brother works as a personal trainer at a local gym. My father, on the other hand, is a cook.”
“A chef dad? Yum, I can imagine the delicacies” joked the other with a half-smile as they made their way to Brian's room, thus trying to relieve some of the tension. He had noticed how, since they had gotten off the train, his friend seemed particularly tense, which was obvious even now given the urgency with which he seemed to be walking.
Well, he couldn't say he blamed him; he too was in a hurry to get that research out of the way as soon as possible.
A half laugh escaped the brunette's lips, “In some cases, such as parties, birthdays or other important dates, it's handy: he pulls out some pretty good dishes. For the rest, though, it doesn't really work that way. We all have different schedules, so we have a tendency to each cook for ourselves and not worry about the others. It's just more convenient that way.”
“I see.”
The two had entered Brian's room and the young man had closed the door behind him, even letting out a blatant sigh, his shoulders relaxing.
Weird, Cole thought, but not wanting to embarrass the other with uncomfortable questions he preferred to focus on the room: it was a fairly large and cozy room, more than enough for one person, with a bed, a desk, and a few bookshelves with various books, comics, and video games on them, all stacked with some order. Warm afternoon light came in through a wide window, filling the room and giving the environment a peaceful feeling. Here and there were a few photos spaced out with posters showcasing the companion's taste in music and movies. Cole managed to catch a glimpse of a photo taken a few months earlier, when the two of them and a couple of other friends had gone on a day trip to a nearby nature park. His heart clenched at the thought that for Brian that simple outing had been so important that it had even been framed.
The brunette's voice brought him back down to earth. “So: shall we begin?”
Cole nodded and took out the books they had taken from the university library, and after a few minutes they were already at work.
A good hour passed in which the two got busy while still finding time to laugh and joke with each other before Cole heard the call of nature.
“Phew, man, I don't know about you but I really have to go take a piss. The bathroom?” he exclaimed as he stood up and stretched, adding a blatant yawn to the scene as he lifted his arms and T-shirt, making the lower part of his trained stomach peep out.
Brian absentmindedly looked up from the screen and then immediately lowered his gaze again and replied offhandedly, “Out of here is the second door to the left.”
“Perfect, I'll be right back,” and with a final wave of his hand he exited.
The young man quickly found the bathroom and, after doing his business, headed for the door, ready to get back to work, no matter how tired he was beginning to feel. Perhaps he could have tried to throw it out there to his friend to take a break or to interrupt and resume with the research tomorrow, after all, they had time, when, opening the door, he almost bumped into something, or rather someone.
“Oh dear, I beg your pardon, I didn't know the bathroom was occupied. You all right lad?”
Cole's eyes widened: in front of him stood a middle-aged man with a neatly trimmed beard and salt-and-pepper hair, round glasses surrounded two kind eyes of a familiar hazel hue. But the thing that left him most speechless was the fact that the man in question was completely sweaty and wearing only a pair of bike shorts that in no way hid either his cock bulge or, much less, the generous ass that he was pretty sure had also exposed the crack and top of his butt cheeks.
With the sudden feeling that he was dying from the heat Cole gasped for a couple of seconds, continuing to scan him from head to toe, trying to figure out what was going on and why he had almost run into a sweaty man who was dressed so scantily that he might as well have nothing on in the hallway of his friend's house. The stranger brought a hand behind his head awkwardly, chuckling slightly, “You must be Brian's friend, Cole right? I forgot it was today you were supposed to meet, I apologize. I'm Dominic, I'm Brian's father, nice to meet you, lad,” and with a smile he held out his hand.
With that innocent gesture the younger man's nose was assaulted by the powerful smell of sweat and unwashed body parts that the other emitted.
Cole returned the squeeze with a whimper as he felt a strange sensation of discomfort in his crotch area, which, however, he decided not to pay attention to.
Noticing this, the man replied with a nervous chuckle, “Sorry, I couldn't make my usual jog this morning so I thought I'd move it to this afternoon. I forgot we had guests so I was coming to take a shower.”
“I-it's okay, sir, in fact I find it admirable that you persist in keeping yourself in shape. I'm a gym nut myself, so I approve in full,” Cole spat out, his mind still processing the other man's words and, more importantly, the fact that he went jogging dressed so indecently. He wouldn't have been surprised if many of the neighbors set an alarm clock every morning just so they could witness the sight of Dominic running and his generous, sweat-covered pecs and ass jiggling with every step he took in a hypnotic dance.
Meanwhile, the man nodded, unaware of the thoughts going through the younger's head, “I can see that: muscles of steel. You should meet my other boy, Ben, he works at the gym. I bet you two would get along very well,” and he gave him a complicit wink as he felt and squeezed his arm muscles with one hand. Automatically Cole flexed his arm, making him think for a second that he was going to rip the sleeves off his shirt.
The man looked at him from head to toe, as if to fully acknowledge the hours of effort the young man spent in the gym, but at one point his gaze stopped at about the stomach area and he raised his eyebrows. Cole followed the gaze and widened his eyes as the desire to be able to disappear underground took hold of him: he had an obvious hard-on that his pants did nothing to hide. Curse him for choosing to wear jeans that day, the skinny ones too, but he had a date for that evening and many of the girls he had been with said that that particular pair made his ass look good, and heaven forbid he was hiding one of his best qualities, especially for a first date!
On his own Dominic continued to scan him, before shaking his head, “ No, no, that's not right.”
“I'm sorry, sir I didn't mean to! Seriously, I have no idea why this happened, I have no words!” the younger man hastened to apologize, praying inwardly that the other would not kick him out. It would already be embarrassing to come back into the room and explain to Brian that the sight of his father's half-naked and sweaty body had just given him a blatant erection in front of said man, but to be kicked out by an irate Dominic in front of the whole neighborhood would have been a hundred times worse.
However, the cook surprised him because he looked up and stared at him in amazement, “Hmm? What? Oh! Don't worry, you are certainly not the first one to have this kind of reaction in front of me. In fact, I consider it an honor to know that such a handsome lad feels this way in front of this old man,” and chuckling he patted his belly, causing it to jiggle slightly and generating a new throb along the student's hard cock.
Cole assumed a confused look, “So what did you mean by...?”
“Well, you certainly can't go back to study like that, can you? You'd be distracted and your performance would suffer! Don't worry, though: I can give you a hand if you want,” and with a smile he raised his arm, on which was a familiar-looking digital clock. As soon as Cole realized what it was he assumed an incredulous expression as all the pieces fell into place and suddenly understood Brian's reluctance to let anyone else into his house.
As he was frozen by that revelation Dominic reached over and moved him by gently putting his hands on his shoulders so that he was with his back against the hallway wall, continuing to smile at him amicably, “Don't worry I'm a professional. Simply consider it my apology: after all, I am the cause of why you are in this state. So just relax and, if it calms you down a bit, close your eyes and imagine it's a girl, alright?” and with one last wink he knelt in front of him, his hands already going to lower his pants.
Cole's cock jumped up in the air, ready to be used, nearly risking poking out an eye, generating an admiring whistle from Dominic: “Gee. What do we have here? Wow, I had seen you were big, but this big? You definitely need a hand to take care of your equipment.”
The man looked up at him from below and smiled lewdly. After that he wrapped one hand around the student's cock and gave a couple of strokes. Cole let his back go against the wall behind him and brought a hand to his mouth to stifle any kind of moan that might attract some attention, his cock throbbing under the older man's fingers.
Dominic leaned forward, taking a deep breath of his sweaty balls, sticking out his tongue and taking to licking and worshiping them, on his face an expression of pure pleasure. Cole felt his head getting lighter and lighter as he struggled more and more to form rational thoughts, moaning each time the man's hand gave him a stroke, the leaking pre making his grip slippery.
Suddenly Dominic broke away and took a deep breath, raising his glossy eyes to him and placing himself under his cock, looking at him with a gaze so filled with passion and desire that it almost seemed as if he had fallen in love with him.
“You smell exquisite. The aroma of such a young stud... there is nothing else to me more sweet and exciting. Let me take care of you, let me serve you.”
Without even waiting for a response, the chef positioned himself better and stood up slightly, positioning the other man's cock in the middle of his flabby, hairy pecs. He brought his hands to the sides and squeezed the younger man's pole in between. Cole felt the sensation of being enveloped by two soft pillows and could not hold back a moan of pleasure when slowly Dominic began to move them around, starting to give him a practiced tit-job.
The man smiled as he made his man boobs go back and forth, continuing to stare at him from the bottom up, the cock spreading pre and cum making his pecs shiny. Cole lowered his gaze to him: he looked so lascivious, he looked completely different than he had a few minutes before. When he had first met him he had seemed like a regular man, an ordinary suburban middle-aged dad, the kind who hardly understood technology and tried to awkwardly but sincerely bond with his children. Now instead he was a cock hound, a predator who had only one goal in mind: to be fucked by someone and would stop at nothing to achieve it.
The young man was distracted from these thoughts when he heard Dominic move to better adjust his position. He lowered his head and, under his incredulous eyes, saw him open his mouth and, still holding his cock tightly wrapped around his man-tits, swallow the tip. A rush of pleasure raced up the young man's spine accompanied by a swear that was half a groan as Dominic took to sucking and licking the tip of his cock, blissfully drinking his cum, his hands continuing to move his pecs masturbating him with them.
It took a short time before Cole came with a half roar, bursting inside the man's mouth, who merely drank greedily until he had milked him of every drop.
When he let it out he took a deep breath of fresh air and looked up at him, a feverish expression in his eyes, “Ah, the beauties of being young. I haven't had someone cum so much in my mouth in weeks. Thank you, that was an absolutely delicious meal,” and he chuckled, struggling to get up on his tired legs.
Cole, still dazed from the blowjob he received, let out an incoherent groan, still trying to remember where he was and what he was doing, every thought gone after that stunning orgasm.
If, however, he thought the chef was finished with him, he had to think again. In fact, as soon as he was able to think again, he saw before him a sight that stopped his breath in his throat and made him instantly hard again: Dominic had taken off his shorts, thus remaining completely naked, and was currently leaning forward, his arms supporting him by leaning on the hallway wall, his ass thrown out, his face watching him full of desire from over his shoulder.
“Come on, you're young, I bet you still have enough energy for a round two, right? And don't worry, during my jogging round I met quite a few people who had a good time before you did, so it's also already nicely lubricated,” and he moved his hips, making his ass jiggle in front of the young man's lustful gaze.
Cole did not even think twice and with two steps reached the man. It would have been rude to refuse such a generous offer, wouldn't it?
Brian raised his head from the screen frowning in confusion. He looked at the time: weird, Cole should have been back long ago, unless he had a stomach ache. What had happened to him? Besides, there was something else strange, too....
He turned off the computer and stood on his feet, focusing: yes, he could hear it, like a regular sound of hands tapping, clapping, accompanied by something else, something low, like mumbled words.
But what could...?
He froze on the spot as soon as he actually understood what the source of the noise might have been and, more importantly, what might have been holding his friend back.
Muttering a string of desperate “no no no no no,” he hurled himself toward the door and opened it abruptly entering the hallway, and there he saw the realization of his deepest fear: Exactly in the middle of the hallway of his house was his father, leaning forward, his face contracted into a dumbfounded grin of sheer pleasure, his hair tousled, his face covered with white traces of cum, his tongue left hanging out, his glasses crooked on his nose, his eyes almost completely turned inward on his head, being fucked by Cole, his pants pulled down to his ankles, his T-shirt clinging to his muscular physique by sweat his hands clasped possessively around his father's hips, his face postured in a concentrated expression as his hips kept going back and forth hard, fucking the older man with obscene liquid sounds, causing his long cock to disappear into Dominic's generous rear end and his balls to slam against his ass generating a rhythmic PLAP PLAP PLAP.
Brian remained stuck where he was, unable to move and forced to witness the scene of his father being used on a par with a fleshlight by his course mate. He was so stunned that it took him a couple of seconds before he realized that the two were talking.
“Oh, yes, you like it, don't you whore? This is a look that suits you: moaning, subdued and with my cock ruining your ass.”
“Yes, yes, please continue, fill me all over, ruin me completely please,” moaned Dominic in pleasure, his hands going to his chest, taking to twisting and squeezing his nipples, his cheek pressed against the hallway wall.
Cole smiled and leaned forward, one hand going to grasp the back of the other's hair and pulling hard, causing him to arch his back, “That's right, that's how I want you. You are such a perfect breeding bitch. How about we give Brian some little brothers now, huh? I bet you would be beautiful with my milk inside you. A true daddy. And then I would also have an excuse to visit you more often.”
“Yes, yes ... yes! Please knock me up! Fill me up to bursting! Brand me all over so that people know I belong only to you on your cock!”
Dominic's scream was desperate and it was the straw that broke the camel's back: Cole's movements became more erratic and violent until the young man came with a roar, remaining completely buried inside the other, followed closely by Dominic, who had not once touched his hard cock, coming only thanks to the other man's assault.
Once they were finished silence descended into the hallway, the only sound to be heard being the labored breathing of the two lovers, with Cole having let go, throwing himself on the man's back so as not to fall, his foggy eyes unable to focus on anything.
After a couple of minutes Dominic moved his head and finally saw his son, still frozen in the hallway. He let out a slight smile and exclaimed with as much force as he could muster, “Hey, Brian, I met your friend. He's nice.”
At hearing those words Cole stiffened and straightened up hastily, his face distorted into an expression of horror and embarrassment. Clumsily the young man pulled his cock out of the man's ruined hole - generating the release of a generous cascade of freshly deposited hot cum - and tried to get as far away from him as possible, but his pants tripped him up causing him to fall on his ass on the ground with a rather colorful swearing.
Dominic for his part did not seem at all upset by the event. With all the calm in the world he straightened up with a slight wince, picked up his pants and cast a glance at his youngest son, “Well, I'll leave you two now, I guess you'll have a lot to do. Anyway, Cole is a good guy, I'm really glad you two have become friends. I'm glad to see you're opening up to your classmates, great, and I'm glad you feel comfortable enough to bring them in. I admit I was beginning to be a little worried, I was afraid you were having trouble making friends - and he chuckled embarrassed bringing a hand to the back of his head - Well, but enough of my old man ramblings. I'm in the shower, if you need help with anything, just ask. It's been a pleasure, Cole,” and with a quick wave of his hand he headed for the bathroom, closing the door behind him.
Meanwhile, the young man had managed to put his pants back on and hide his shame and had pulled himself to his feet and was now standing still in the middle of the hallway, unable to look his friend in the eye.
After a couple of seconds of embarrassed silence he exclaimed, “Um, your dad...he's a nice dude,” and tried to smile, though the panic that he had just screwed up and thus ruined his friendship with the other was clear.
Brian did not respond, remaining frozen standing where he was.
Concerned Cole approached him, “Dude...I'm sorry, seriously! I don't know what happened either, simply one second I was coming out of the bathroom and introducing myself to your father and the next second... - he paused awkwardly, feeling his cock throbbing inside his pants at the memory of the older man's expert mouth and his inviting hole - Please don't be angry, I promise it won't happen again.”
He looked at him for a couple more seconds and finally, unable to resist beyond the silence, exclaimed looking at him with a pleading expression, “Please, man, answer me, say something.”
Brian took a deep breath and shifted his gaze, his cheeks dyed red.
Cole tried to defuse the tension, “Would you like to talk about it over ice cream, out of here? I'll buy you one,” he added quickly, as if in his mind offering ice cream to his friend would be reward enough for having just fucked his father in front of his eyes.
The other still remained silent but finally sighed, resigned, “All right,” and led the way for a relieved Cole to make his way downstairs, hearing him let out a clear sigh of relief.
As they left in Brian's mind, however, there was room for only one thought: that was the last time he would bring anyone to his house, that was for sure.
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