Chapter 2 - Danil

When I heard my cell beeping earlier, I knew it would be a text from Dom. We always tend to text in the evening, regardless of whether we have seen each other or not. What I wasn't expecting was for him to say he arrived home to Matteo being in the house. I knew that Dom had been worried about Matteo, but who wouldn't be if their brother had just been released from the hospital and gone radio silent? Its one of the reasons I suggested that we go on our little camping trip. It was something for just the two of us to do away from the city, and most importantly, away from family.

It was never my intention to fall for my father's fiance's brother, but everytime I met Dom, I was drawn to him. His Italian good looks helped in that department too, but being roughly the same height as me at six feet, with brown hair and eyes. His build was smaller than mine, which was just my type. I had tried to deny my attraction, but then one night we had been out at a family meal, me and Dom had stayed behind talking. When it came to going home, both of us hesitated, and then suddenly Dom had turned to me and right there on the sidewalk had pulled me in for a kiss, and I swear I felt it in my knees.

I hadn't admitted this to Dom, but I had also hoped that maybe we could take things further than what we'd been doing. I knew I was ready, but I hadn't been sure about Dom. I had hidden the lube and condoms at the bottom of my hiking backpack and that is where they had stayed. I didn't want to pressure Dom, this was still so new to him. Yes, we had been going out for a few months now, but I knew that I was his first experience with a man. Hell, I think his attraction to me was what finally confirmed for him that he was bi.

I had been in the process of emptying my bag when the text had arrived. I left the condoms and lube on the coffee table in the middle of the living room while I sorted out my washing. But, all of that was forgotten when Dom started texting me. He had my sole attention, and when he called me, I could hear the strain in his voice. He probably hadn't even realized it was there. I knew that he shouldn't stay in that house tonight. The atmosphere would have been awful. Without even thinking, I told him to come here.

The second the security buzzer had gone off,letting me know he was here, I had waited by my apartment door. My aim was to make him forget about everything he'd heard and been told tonight, from the second he walked through my door. From the way he kissed me back, and how hard he became, I think my plan might have worked.

When we finally stop teasing each other and stop kissing, we make our way into the living area. It's only then I remember that my backpack is sitting on the coffee table with the lube and condoms behind it. Shit. There is no mistaking where they came from, and I spot the second that Dom sees them. His eyes widened just a fraction.

"Are you expecting someone?" Dom asks. "Should I leave?" I know that he's trying to sound serious, but his face gives him away.

"Shut up," I reply.

"Then please explain why you have lube and condoms on your coffee table."

Fuck. I'm going to have to tell him that I took them camping with us, and I have no idea how he's going to react. We haven't discussed going further, not that I'm really complaining. Dom gives the best blowjobs I've ever received, which I've made a point of telling him.

"Well, um, they kinda went camping with us." And I hate that I can feel my cheeks heat at this. This is not something to get embarrassed about. This is what fucking boyfriends do.

"You never said anything," Dom says, and the playfulness in his voice is gone.

"I wasn't sure how to bring it up. I thought ‘you wanna fuck?' was a little impersonal," I say, trying to add some humor to the conversation. I'm relieved when Dom chuckles.

"Good point, but you could have talked to me."

"I wasn't sure what you wanted. I don't even know if that's something you would ever want." This conversation is getting very deep, but at least Dom is thinking of something else, other than his family.

"Youre kidding right? Why the fuck wouldn't you think I would want, um that?" Dom asks.

"Look, lets sit," I responded.

I take hold of Dom's hand and lead him over to the couch. My apartment isn't huge, it's basically three rooms. A bedroom, bathroom, and living room kitchen combo, but its perfect for me. The combined living room and kitchen area is about three-quarters living room and one-quarter kitchen. A couch is along one side of the living room area, the coffee table is in the middle, and a tv is on the opposite wall from the couch. It's what some would call cozy.

We both sit down and twist to face each other, and I take a deep breath.

"So, tell me Dom, what do you want?" I ask him.

Dom just looks at me for a moment, not saying anything. For a second, I start to worry that he isn't going to say anything. Then he reaches out, placing his hand behind my head, and threads his fingers through my hair and massages my scalp gently. He pulls me forward and our lips connect. This isn't a frenzied kiss like the one at the front door. Dom is taking his time. It's slow and sensual. Dom has never kissed me like this, and I find myself mirroring his actions. I wrap my arms around him and relish the feeling of his chest flush against mine.

Dom deepens the kiss. His tongue twisting and turning with mine. Doing a dance that we've done countless times before, and yet different too. Dom's hand slips from my hair and slides down over my jaw line, down my throat to the center of my chest, where he gently pushes me backwards until I'm lying flat on the couch. Never once breaking the kiss.

Dom carefully rests his body over mine, before placing his hands on either side of my head and pushing upwards to look me in the eye.

"I think you know that I want you." His voice is raspy, and he grinds his hard cock into mine.

Dom shifts again so he's sitting upright, still straddling my legs, and he continues to slowly grind his cock into mine, causing pleasure to shoot through my body. If I had realized all I had to do to unleash this man was to leave lube and condoms out, I would have done it weeks ago.

Dom grabs hold of my t-shirt, pulling it out of my sweatpants. I had wanted to wear something comfortable after being in hiking gear all weekend, and now I'm so glad I am. These are easier clothes to get out of. Dom pulls the t-shirt off over my head and stares down at my naked chest, licking his lips. It's good to know that he likes what he sees.

Dom leans down and places a kiss in the middle of my chest, and goosebumps raise all over my skin.

"Cold, or do you like that?" Dom asks, looking up at me with his gorgeous brown eyes. Damn, I love his Italian heritage.

"Shut up," I whisper. I can feel his smile on my skin as he continues to place kisses on my chest.

Fuck. I don't want this to end, but I have no intention of fucking Dom for the first time on my couch in the middle of the living room.

When I feel his hands at the waistband of my sweatpants, I take action. I quickly sit upright, startling Dom, who leans back and goes to move off me.

"No, you don't," I say quickly, and wrap my arms around him to hold him steady as I twist my legs off the couch. In one movement, I'm up on my feet and Dom tightens his legs around me while placing his arms around my neck. "If you think we're doing it for the first time on my couch, you are very much mistaken," I tell him.

I don't give Dom a chance to say anything before giving him a brief kiss and turning towards the bedroom. It takes some careful maneuvering to get my bedroom door open while carrying him, and I make a mental note to start leaving the door open from now on.

Within a few strides I'm at my bed, and I place Dom on the edge. He lets go of me and I take a step back, pushing down my pants, grateful that I'm going commando. We have been naked together before, hell I've had his dick in my mouth as much as mine's been in his, but there is a different feel tonight. I know that tonight our relationship is changing. Before tonight, it could have been classed as casual. Both having fun. But now, its something new, something more. My feelings for Dom are more. This isn't just fun, this is a relationship.

Dom sits there staring at me, and licks his lips.

"Someone has way too many clothes on," I say, and stalk back over to him.

I think Dom would look sexy in anything, but tonight he is wearing stone washed jeans and a plain white shirt that is somehow making the olive tint to his skin seem darker, and its intoxicating. I pull him up off the bed so that he's standing in front of me, and pull his shirt out of his jeans, slowly unbuttoning it, spreading it wide open once the last button releases. Leaning down, I place kisses over his chest, just like he was doing to me on the couch.

I slip my hand inside his jeans and tease his dick through his boxers, rubbing the fabric over his sensitive flesh, resulting in a moan falling from his lips. It's a sound I know I'm going to enjoy hearing tonight.

"How do you want to do this?" I ask, still gently rubbing his dick.

"I want you," Dom replies, his breathing already ragged.

"But how do you want me?" I ask as I place another kiss on his chest.

"I want you," Dom repeats. I'm beginning to think he doesn't understand my question, but a chuckle escapes him, and he looks me dead in the eye before giving me the briefest of kisses and says, "Really, oh my God. Are you serious?" And he keeps looking in the hope the penny will drop, but when it doesn't, a smile appears on his face as he states, "I want to feel you inside me."

Oh. The full meaning of what he's saying hits me, and all I can say is, "Oh." Which causes another soft chuckle to emanate from Dom. It's a fucking adorable sound.

"Yes, oh. Now if you don't mind, I think you were removing my pants," Dom says.

"You're right," I say, and start to massage his dick again. "Hang on a minute though."

"Fuck, you're gonna kill me," he groans.

"Just stay right there. I forgot something," I tell him, as I turn and leave the bedroom. In my haste to get to the bedroom I completely forgot about the lube and condoms on the coffee table. I quickly grab them before making my way back into the bedroom. I'm pleased to see that Dom is still standing there, his shirt splayed open, and the button of his jeans popped, his boxers peeping through the gap. "I forgot these," I say, waving the condoms and lube at him.

"Those are essential items, but I think you need to come back here now," Dom says as he stares at me and licks his lips again. I think he really likes me naked.

I deliberately take my time walking over to him, like I'm stalking my prey and Dom is the prize at the end. When I'm standing back in front of him, I throw the lube and condoms on the bed. I run a finger down the center of his chest and watch as the goosebumps raise up on his skin.

When my hand is at the waistband of his boxer shorts, I slip my hand underneath. I know I could tease him through the fabric again, but I want to feel the weight of his cock in my hand. I want to feel the smoothness of his skin as I rub slowly up and down his shaft and rub my thumb over his tip. Dom's breathing gets faster and his head drops back, a gentle moan escaping his lips.

Needing to see him fully naked if he is going to make sounds like that, I let go of his dick and remove my hand. Pushing his jeans over his hips, I continue to push them down his legs, making sure to take his boxers with them, till I am on my knees. Dom steps out of them as I reach his ankles, his hand in my hair to steady himself. I throw his clothes to the side and place kisses up his legs as I make my way back up.

When I'm level with his dick, I run my tongue up its length, swallowing the bead of pre-cum that appears at his tip, before swallowing his length until my nose is pressed against his stomach. My hands take hold of his ass, and for a moment I'm annoyed I threw the lube on the bed. I could have been gently playing with his hole while he was distracted. Fuck it.

Letting Dom's dick fall from my mouth, I lean up till I can see the bottle of lube. I reach over and grab it before going back to my knees.

"What are you doing?" Dom asks, his voice raspy with need.

"I need to get you ready for me," I respond, and watch as a flush spreads on his chest and up his neck. Well, this is interesting.

"Um..." Dom says, and the flush on his cheeks deepens. This is getting very interesting.

Getting up off the floor, I pick up the bottle of lube as I go. Standing in front of him, I wait for him to explain himself, but for some godforsaken reason he's gone quiet on me.

"There's something youre not telling me," I say to him, and take a step closer. I place a kiss on his jawline, then another, before kissing down his throat. Its supposed to relax him, but I think it might be having the opposite effect.

"Tell me," I repeat, as I take hold of his dick and slowly start massaging it again. But I make my ministrations deliberately slow.

"Dom. You need to tell me," I say again.

"Danil," is the only word that falls from his mouth.

"Tell me or I'll stop, get dressed, and go back into the living room," I tell him. All of which I have no intention of doing, but I'm hoping it will get Dom to talk to me.

"I've been playing," Dom finally admits, and when I look at him, his entire face has gone red.

"Playing? With what?" I ask. I think I understand what he's saying, but I still want him to say it, because I'm having a little too much fun watching him squirm.

"I got a toy," Dom finally admits. "I wanted to know what it felt like, so I got a toy and have been using it."

Well, fuck me. Dom is a dark horse and fuck is that sexy. To know that he got a toy to pleasure himself while getting ready for me? I'm not sure its possible, but I swear my dick just got harder.

"You got a toy. Is it shaped like me?" I ask, because yeah, I'm still gonna tease him.

"No, it's smaller than you," Dom admits.

"Good," I say, and place a kiss on Dom's lips. "Do you know how fucking sexy it is to know you've been pleasuring yourself? It better have been images of me."

"You and Chris Hemsworth," Dom replies, giving me a smile.

"Get on the bed," I mock growl, and smack his ass to get him moving.

I watch as Dom climbs on the bed and moves so that he's at the top of the bed. Turning, he lays down and faces me. I stand for a few moments, taking in the sight of Dom laying on my bed, heat flaring in his eyes as he watches me climb onto the bed to join him.

I start to make my way up his body, placing kisses up his legs, just like I did when I was on the floor in front of him, and just like earlier, when I reach his dick, I run my tongue up it before taking it into my mouth. Dom arches his back off the bed at the sensation, and his hands tighten around the bed sheets beneath him.

Moving up and down his length while sucking gently, I relish the sounds that Dom's making. Suddenly his hand is in my hair, and I can feel his fingers digging into my scalp. He's close, which is my cue to stop. Tonight, I don't want Dom to come due to the actions of my mouth.

Letting Dom's dick drop from my mouth, I blow on it, which causes it to twitch, and a yelp to fall from Dom's mouth. I continue my trail of kisses up his body and I contemplate taking one of his nipples into my mouth to see what sounds I can get out of him that way, but my need to have him is growing too strong.

Taking Dom's lips in a searing kiss, our tongues doing their unique dance, I grind my dick into his before sitting back and looking at him.

"You sure?" I ask him, and all Dom can do is nod his head.

Looking around, I see the lube bottle at the edge of the bed. Leaning over, I pick it up and give it a little shake. Moving back down the bed, I look up at Dom.

"Open your legs for me." Dom complies and I move up his body again, nestling myself between his open legs, before pushing one of his legs up so that Dom's foot is flat on the bed, exposing himself to me.

Flipping open the bottle of lube, I squirt some over my fingers before leaning over him. I run a finger around his hole, and he jumps. "Sorry it's cold," I apologize, and before Dom can say anything, I push into him. I take my time so Dom has a chance to get used to me. I begin to move my finger in and out, and when I think that he's used to the sensation, I add a second, scissoring my fingers to stretch him. I can feel that he's tight, but considering he has been with me the last few days he wouldn't have had a chance to play with his toy, and it's going to feel amazing. He will be amazing.

Slipping a third in, Dom stretches around me, his moans getting louder, and if he holds onto the bed sheets any tighter he's going to leave holes in it. I begin to push my fingers in one last time, adjusting my angle right at the end, and I push my fingers over Dom's prostate.

"Danil!" Dom shouts, his back arching off the bed, his breathing increasing. Knowing that I caused that is exhilarating and I know that I need to feel him around me...now!

Removing my fingers, I reach over and grab the condom wrapper, quickly tearing it open and rolling it down my length. Taking the lube, I squirt some into the palm of my hand and spread it over my dick, trying to warm it up at the same time.

Settling myself over Dom, I lean down and kiss him, needing to taste him before lining myself up with his hole. I feel his hand over mine as he looks up, takes a deep breath, and its actually him that positions me. I begin to push in as Dom exhales the breath he's been holding. I fight every instinct to go fast, so I can feel him around me, but I know he needs to get used to my size, so I slowly inch forward.

When I am fully seated, I pause, and this time it's me holding my breath. I look down at Dom, and when I see him give the smallest of nods, I begin to move.