Chapter 3 - Dom

Fuck!

Oh, fuck, that feels so good.

Danil is filling me in a way that my toy never has. The feel of his dick as it slides in and out of me. I knew that it was going to be good with Danil, but I never thought...fuck. All thoughts left my mind as he slowly pushed back inside me. My back arches off the bed and I tighten my grip on the bed sheets.

"Fuck, Danil," I manage to gasp out.

Danil doesn't reply, but I see the smile on his lips and the fire in his eyes before he leans down and takes my lips as he moves back out of me.

Fuck!

I really need to find another word to describe this, but my brain is barely able to remember my name. Throwing my head back, I close my eyes and relish the sensation of Danil filling me.

Danil shifts so that he's leaning back more, and a tightness surrounds my own dick. I open my eyes and look at him. He hasn't slowed his movements down, but instead has started to stroke my dick in time with his thrusts. It's wonderful and overwhelming at the same time, causing me to close my eyes again.

"Dom," Danil almost whispers, and when I look up at him, he's staring at me. "You okay?"

"Fuck, yeah," are the only words that I manage to get out before I'm lost in the feeling of Danil pushing back into me.

Danil lets go of my dick and I feel the loss immediately. Before I can beg him to take hold of me again, he shifts and starts to move faster.

"Dom, take hold of yourself," Danil demands.

Letting go of the bed sheets, I take hold of my dick and start moving my hand in time with Danil.

"Fuck, that's sexy," Danil mutters and increases his pace.

How the hell is he able to keep going? I would be a hot, sweaty mess if I was in his position. Not that I'm complaining, because his dick in me is, well, the fucking best feeling ever.

Danil pushes on my leg, causing me to shift, and when Danil pushes into me, he connects with my prostate again. My whole body tingles with the sensation, and goose bumps rise on my flesh, and I can't control myself.

"Oh God!" I scream out.

"God has nothing to do with this," Danil says.

Danil slows down again, and I think it's because he wants me to recover. For my body to settle down.

"I've waited a long time for this, I'm gonna make it last," Danil whispers. That's just the sexiest thing ever, and I'm not going to stop him.

Danil keeps up his slow rhythm, and I get so lost in the feeling that my own rhythm slows down.

"Here," Danil says, stopping when he is fully seated inside me. "We don't want you getting sore."

Looking over, I see that he has the lube bottle in his hands. I didn't even feel him let go of my leg to pick it up. He looks at my hand on my dick and I realize what the lube is for. Letting go, I hold my palm out to him, and he squeezes a small amount into my hand.

"Make sure to cover yourself," Danil states.

I place my hand back around my dick, and move the lube around and, wow, the cold lube against my overheated dick is phenomenal. In any other situation, this probably would have made me come, but not today, not with this man between my legs.

Danil starts to pick up his pace again, and I start to match his rhythm. He pegs my prostate, and a yelp escapes my mouth. I instantly let go of my dick and Danil stops his movements.

"Dom, don't let go," Danil demands. I take hold of my dick, and only then does Danil start to move again. Fuck he's good. Sex has never felt like this before. I'm not sure if it's because of Danil, or if it's because this is my first time with a man, but at this moment my mind has gone blank. I'm just a ball of sensation, and its amazing.

Danil pushes himself into me with such force that I feel myself shift on the bed. The power as he hits my prostate is electrifying and the tell-tale tingle in my balls starts. Just when I think Danil will slow down and let me recover, he doesn't. He pushes in again and again, and each time he hits my prostate.

I try to keep up with him, but I can't, the sensation is just too much. I let go of my dick and go back to grabbing the bed sheets, hoping this will keep me grounded so I don't fly off into my far-off place, or maybe even another dimension. Danil decides that isn't going to happen, as I feel his hand wrap around my dick, and he manages to pump me in time to his rhythm.

"Danil, I'm close," I gasp out, wanting to warn him.

"Come for me, Dom."

Hearing the command in his voice pushes me over the edge, and the next time he hits my prostate I scream out his name as I come all over his hand and my chest. My body tightens around Danil's dick on its own, and I hear him emit a noise that I never thought a human could make. Danil lets go of my dick and leans back, pushing my knees forward, opening me up more. He pushes inside me a few more times before throwing his head back and yelling out my name. Fuck, what I wouldn't give to know what it feels like to have him fill me. No condom blocking us.

Danil lets go of my knees and flops onto my chest, not caring that my cum is still all over it. He's breathing hard and I just let him lie there for a few minutes. I want to say its to let him get his breath back, but really it's because I love the feel of his naked chest against mine.

Eventually, Danil eases himself out of me, and even though I don't mean to, I flinch with a touch of pain. Pulling off the condom, he ties it, before looking at me.

"Are you, okay?" Danil asks, suddenly concerned.

"More than okay," I reply. After the pounding that my ass just received, a little pain is to be expected.

"I'm just gonna pop to the bathroom and get us a washcloth," Danil says, as he leans over and gives me a kiss before climbing off the bed.

Raising myself up onto my elbows, I watch a very naked Danil leave the bedroom, and almost have to pinch myself. Danil is stunning, at just over six feet, with dark blond hair, blue eyes and muscular build. I have to wonder did that really just happen? Did I really just have sex, no, mind-blowing sex, with Danil? This wasn't in the cards when I came over this evening. My plan had been to maybe watch a movie and just forget about everything that had happened tonight.

Yeah, tonight turned out to be better than I imagined.

Flopping back down onto the bed, I wiggle my ass, trying to gauge how tender I actually am. It would be hard to explain why I was sore when sitting down when I got home. It's a little tender, but in a good way. It won't keep me from being able to sit down, but it's enough of a twinge to remind me what just happened.

"Are you sore?" Danil asks. I hadn't heard him come back into the room.

"A little, maybe," I answer honestly. "But God it feels good."

Danil chuckles at my response, and then I feel a damp cloth being wiped over my chest.

"Can you lift up for me?"

Doing as Danil asks, I raise my hips and feel as the cloth is wiped between my ass cheeks. The dampness is soothing on my skin. Another cloth appears to dry me off, before I feel the bedspread and bed sheet being pulled from underneath me.

Looking up, I watch as Danil walks around the edge of the bed and climbs in next to me.

"Where is the cloth?" I ask, which probably isn't the normal thing to ask when your hot, naked boyfriend is climbing into bed next to you.

"Floor."

"Its going to mark the floor."

"Dom. Shut up and just come over here," Danil says, holding out his arm to me, but I can hear the amusement in his voice and really, he's right.

Scooting over to him, he wraps his arm around me and pulls me to him. I lay my head on his chest, listening to the gentle thump of his heart.

"Was that, um, okay?" Danil asks, sounding unsure. Surely my reactions told him how okay that was.

"It was fucking amazing," I say into his chest, and I hear and feel the chuckle from him at my words. "But..." I say, deciding to tease a little.

"But what?" And this time there is a definite edge to his voice.

"Why the fuck did we wait so long?" I ask, as I turn my head and place a gentle kiss on his chest, trying to hold back my smile and failing, something I'm sure he can feel.

"Seriously?" Danil asks, chuckling. I can feel his fingertips running up and down my back as I relax further into him.

"Was it, um, okay for you?" The question leaves my mouth before I can stop it. I'd been thinking about it, so it slipped out. I need to know that Danil enjoyed that as much as I did.

"What?" Danil replies, the surprise evident in his voice.

"It's just, I know you've had more experience. It was fucking awesome for me, and I just want to make sure you enjoyed it too."

"Youre kidding, right?" Danil asks, and I feel him kiss the top of my head. "That was so fucking good. You felt so good wrapped so tightly around me."

"Oh," is the only word I can think of in reply to Danil, but I know what he means when I think about him compared to my toys, and I wonder if I should maybe invest in a bigger toy.

"You haven't been experimenting for long, have you?" Danil asks.

"Experimenting?"

"With your toy?" Danil confirms.

"Oh." I really need to find another word to use other than ‘oh' all the time. "Umm, maybe a couple months," I reply. "Well, actually, soon after we started hanging out."

Danil and I have never put a label on our relationship, I have no idea if we're a couple. If I can call him my boyfriend or if this is just some fun. I know that my feelings for him are growing bigger by the day, and I also know that this is something we need to discuss. We can't keep hiding. Secrets never last long in our families.

"I really need to see this toy. Oh, and watch you use it. Watch you get yourself ready for me," Danil says, and I'm certain I can hear his heartbeat increase at the thought.

I wasn't expecting Danil to say that, and part of me is a little embarrassed at the thought, but the rest of me likes the idea as much as Danil. Having him naked, standing at the end of the bed, pleasuring himself as he watches me work my hole.

"I think I would need a bigger toy," I mumble into his chest.

"Nope," Danil states quite firmly, "You don't need anything bigger. You're the perfect size for me."

"That's good to know."

"Hang on," Danil says. He shifts to try and look at me, so I move my head back. "What's this shit about us hanging out?"

"That's what we're doing, aren't we?" I ask.

"Seriously? Is that what you think? That we're just hanging out?"

Danil suddenly seems agitated. I never meant to upset him, but when we haven't discussed exactly what we are to one another, what else is someone to say? Danil tries to move away from me, my head falling off his chest.

"Danil," I say, and grab hold of his arm to stop him from going anywhere. "Come on. Where the fuck are you going?"

"Is that all you think this is? Some fun? I thought we were dating. I thought you were my boyfriend. My first ever boyfriend," Danil says, and there is no mistaking the hurt in his voice.

Oh shit. This is not good. I need to get us back on track. I need to restore the post sex bliss we were in.

"Will you stop trying to get out of bed?" I demand, my grip on his arm tighten. Danil is not going anywhere.

"I'm not going to stay here cuddled up with someone who is only with me for some fun."

"Danil, will you please shut the fuck up and come here?" I pull him back towards me, causing his chest to crash into mine. "Will you look at me, too?"

I loosen my hold on Danil so he can move, and mentally cross my fingers that he doesn't try to bolt. I heave a sigh of relief when he shifts around, lying back down on the bed and facing me.

"Now, are you listening to me?" I ask, and he nods his head in agreement. "I only said hanging out because we have never actually talked about what we are to one another. Considering what we just did, I would have thought there should be no doubt that we are anything but just hanging out."

"Fuck, youre hot when you get worked up," is the response I get.

"Danil," I say, but I can feel the smile on his face as I lean over and seal his lips with mine. It was only supposed to be a quick chaste kiss, but with the way Danil's lips feel against mine, I can't help but deepen it. Placing my arm over his hip, I pull him towards me, my tongue seeking his. Before I even realize I've done it, I'm swinging my leg over his and pinning him in place. He has nowhere to go other than next to me.

Breaking the kiss, I lean back to look at him. "So, I'm your boyfriend then?" I ask without thinking. Why the hell did I say that? But I still don't try to take it back. Instead, I keep looking at Danil.

"Yes, I like that title," Danil responds.

Relief fills me, but I feel we need to lighten the mood, so I add, "Better than Uncle Dom."

"Oh, you shit!" he laughs.

Danil moves so quickly that I don't have time to react. Suddenly he has me pushed over onto my back with his body trapping mine, and is looking down at me, his spent cock resting against mine, and I can feel the smile spread across my face.

"Well, when Frank and G get married, you'll technically be my nephew," I say, looking up at him.

"Step-nephew and...no, don't. Last time we tried to work this out we gave each other a headache, plus Papa and Gio aren't married yet," Danil protests, but I can see the smile touching his lips. The fact that we were going to be family by marriage was one of the reasons we decided to keep our relationship secret from the family. We knew that they would understand and be supportive of our sexuality, but we weren't sure how they would feel about us dating.

"I can stop doing this, if you want," he says teasingly, as he grinds his dick into mine. I can feel it hardening slightly, but not enough for another round. Plus, my ass really couldn't take another pounding. "Especially if we are family and all," he says, stopping to give me an innocent look.

"Don't you fucking dare! Any chance my ass can have a rest for a while, though?" I ask sheepishly.

Danil throws his head back and laughs, "I didn't mean right now, I was just trying to point out what you do to me."

Danil leans down and kisses me, and unlike my demanding kiss from a few minutes ago, this is slow. Danil takes his time, and somehow, it makes the kiss hotter. Then, just as quickly as he started it, he's rolling off me, but keeps me wrapped in his arms while still looking at me.

"So, I was thinking," Danil starts and licks his lips, "and this might not be the best time to discuss it, but since we're already having a deep and meaningful conversation, figured now is as good a time as any."

"What is it?" I question, because I have no idea where on earth Danil is going to go with this.

"I was thinking that I might come out, at least to my family, anyway."

"Danil, you know that if you come out to yours, that mine are going to know as well. You couldn't really ask Frank to keep something like that from Gio."

"Yeah, it's just, when you texted earlier that you came out, it made me realize that I wanted to as well. I have no idea why I've hidden it from them for so long. Our whole entire family is like one giant gay parade, well, except your parents."

I chuckle at the thought because he isn't wrong, and it makes me think back to Matt and G this evening.

"G, Trip, and Lorenzo said something similar earlier. I'm paraphrasing but it went something along the lines of, if there ever needed to be evidence of a gay gene, all you needed to do was look at our family. Two cousins and two brothers who are all gay."

"Yeah, I never even realized." Danil stops talking for a moment and I have a feeling that he's thinking about the men in my family. "Lorenzo and Marco, add in their husbands, my dad and now me, and fucking hell we seriously all could go down in history as the gayest family in America."

"Oh my God. Really. But you aren't wrong," I say as I pull Danil closer to me, if that's even possible, needing to feel his body against mine. Danil feels so good next to me. "So, back to you. You want to tell them you're gay? Does that mean you want to tell them about us too?"

"Oh God no. I don't want to tell them about us," Danil states, and for the briefest of moments, a pang of something travels through me that I think is disappointment, "but that's only because I like having you all to myself, if the family finds out, we might not hear the end of it, but..."

"But?" A small glimmer of hope blooms in me and I didn't realize how much I wanted to tell the world that me and Danil are together.

"Maybe we could tell our friends?" Danil suggests.

"I wouldn't mind telling them. I have a feeling that some of mine know something is going on with me, and I know they wouldn't say anything to anyone," I say. Suddenly I'm excited that we're actually going to tell someone about us.

"Okay," Danil says, but I don't miss the squeeze he gives me.

"Are you sure that you're okay with telling them? We really don't have to tell anyone about us." Because I really don't want to force him into anything. Him coming out to his family is a big step.

"Its time. I've spent too long hiding myself, and I really don't know why. My mom and dad wouldn't have cared. I think it was because I wanted to find out who I was on my own, and now I know." And with that he gives me another kiss.

I'm about to tell him how proud I am of him when I suddenly yawn. The activities of the evening are catching up with me.

"Tired?" Danil asks.

"Yeah," I admit.

"Come here, then."

Danil rolls onto his back and pulls me over to him, so that I'm resting my head on his chest again. I take a deep breath, inhaling the scent of his body, and a sense of calm envelops me. Closing my eyes, I let sleep take me.