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anewlife.livejournal.com posting in monaboyd Feb. 27th, 2005 08:21 pm)Title: Drunk (8/9)
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Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: NC-17!! w00t!!
Disclaimer: This is all made up. Sort of. Well, it never happened to them. As far as I know. But we can always hope, right?
Feedback: Yes, please!
Author’s Note: This chapter was SO much fun to write! I’m really sad this is almost over! One more chapter, guys! :-( Thanks for all your comments on the previous chapters! It’s been a lot of fun! Hopefully, I will get more good plot ideas in the future. I don’t want to stop writing! But all stories must come to an end and this one’s end is very near. Until then, enjoy!
Here are links to chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7
And here is the latest installment:
“What?” I managed to choke out,
“I have to tell Ali about what happened last night. It would be wrong to keep from her.”
“You aren’t at all afraid that she’ll be angry?”
“Well, if she is, she has a right to be, and it’s my fault after all. Though, I think she’ll understand. We were drunk, and horny, and she knows how close we are. I don’t think she’ll hold it against us. She knows I love her and wouldn’t leave her.”
“Ah.” I said, trying to sound cheerful. As cheerful as one could be as their heart was being ripped apart and their hopes dashed to bits. “Well, then. That’s good. I-, look, I’m sorry about…”
“No, Dom, don’t be. I’m glad it happened.”
“You are?” I said, trying not to get my hopes up again, knowing there was nothing to hope for. He loved her. He had said it himself. And he wouldn’t leave her. That was that.
“Yeah, I am. I mean, we both were…curious. And-, and I feel safe with you, Dommie. I knew we were close enough not to have this make things weird between us…right?” he asked, looking hopeful.
“Right!” I said. “Of course, Bills. I-, I’m glad my first, em, well, gay experience was with you. I don’t think I would have been comfortable with anyone else. I promise things won’t be weird.” But, of course, I couldn’t promise that. This was confirmation that he didn’t love me. That the previous night had meant nothing to him. When it had meant everything to me. There was no way I could pretend that it didn’t bother me.
“Well, um, I might as well call her now. Get it over with, you know?”
“Yeah.” I said. I walked out of the kitchen, not wanting to hear it. Couldn’t face him saying how much he loved her. How sorry he was. That it would never happen again. I went upstairs to my room, lay on the bed, and closed my eyes, trying to imagine that I was living a different life, where Billy loved me and knew I loved him. Where I could kiss him and put my arms around him anytime I wanted. Where he was mine and I was his, and no one could possibly get in the way of our happiness.
My eyes flew open when I heard a gentle knocking on the open door to the bedroom. I sat up.
“Hey,” said Bill. “Can I come in?”
“Yeah. How’d it go?”
He entered the room and sat down next to me on the bed.
“Okay, I guess. I…I didn’t really tell here everything.” He looked down at his hands in his lap. I looked at the ceiling.
“Oh. What did you tell her?”
“That we kissed. And she said it was fine. She said she knew we were just friends and that it didn’t mean anything, just like I thought she would say. She said, she kisses her friends, so what did it matter if I kissed mine? She appreciated me telling her, though.”
“Oh.” I said again. We sat for a while, saying nothing, until Billy broke the silence.
“I just feel rotten!” And he put his head in his hands.
“Bills! What’s the matter?!”
“Dom! I lied to her! I know I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true, but I didn’t tell her everything and led her to believe that things were much more innocent than they actually were. I don’t know why, but I just couldn’t tell her, Dom. I’m a terrible boyfriend!”
“No! No you’re not! It’s not your fault! You shouldn’t have to tell her anything you don’t feel comfortable saying. You didn’t cheat on her, you love her, you’re not going to leave her, there’s nothing to feel bad about! Please, Billy, don’t be upset!”
“You…you really think it’s not that bad?” he asked, looking positively miserable.
“Nah, not at all. You were great for telling her what you did. Cheer up, Bills! It’ll be all right!”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right…”
“’Course I’m right! Now, let’s go finish breakfast while it’s still edible.”
The rest of Billy’s visit was as pleasant as could be expected. For the next few days, we carefully skirted around the issue of that fateful night. We still managed to have a few good times before it was time for him to leave, though. After all, we were best mates.
The night before Billy had to catch his flight back to Scotland, I went out to get some things to make a special goodbye dinner. I didn’t want him to leave, but there was no way I could ask him to stay. Scotland was his home. He loved it there. And Ali was there. And he loved her. And he needed to get back to her. He didn’t need me. But, oh God, I needed him.
When I got back, I found Billy’s things all packed up and ready for the flight the following morning. I almost cried seeing, those suitcases sitting in the hallway. It somehow made his leaving seem more real. I guess I hadn’t admitted it to myself that, yet again, we would have to say goodbye for some indefinite amount of time. Some part of my brain still believed that somehow he would miraculously decide that he couldn’t live without me and we would live happily ever after, blah, blah, blah.
Billy was in the shower while I was making the dinner. I suppose he decided there wouldn’t be time for one in the morning, since his flight was so early. He walked into the kitchen just as I was setting the dishes on the table.
He looked around at the elaborate dishes and bottle of expensive wine.
“Dommie! What in the world got into you to make you do all this for me? Really, this is too much!”
“It’s nothing, really, Bills. I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed your visit; I’m gonna miss you, y’know.”
“Aw, Dom, I’ll miss you, too.” He said quietly, a hugged me tightly. I held on to him, wishing that he wouldn’t ever let go. But, of course he eventually did.
“Thanks.” He said, and we sat down to eat.
We were both silent throughout most of the meal, although he did compliment my cooking a few times. I just smiled.
When we were finished, I suggested that, since it was a warm evening, we take the wine and go sit on the back porch. He nodded in agreement.
It was indeed quite warm out and we again sat in silence as we sipped our wine and looked at the clear night sky. I didn’t let myself think about the fact that he would be gone the next morning. I just enjoyed us being together and let the wine gently anaesthetize my brain, so that it because easier and easier to only think pleasant thoughts.
I went to refill my glass and found the bottle empty. I asked Bill if he wanted a beer, and he said yes, so I went to get us a six-pack. I came back and plopped down next to Billy, opening a bottle and drinking down the ice-cold liquid. Billy did the same, smiled, and sighed. When he spoke, his voice was surprisingly slightly slurred. Perhaps he had drunk more of the wine than I had realized.
“Dom, I’m afraid to go back to her.”
“What? Why?”
“What if she finds out? What if things are different between us?”
“Why would she find out? Why would things be different? You love each other, right?”
“I dunno. I thought we did. But now I’m not so sure. I mean, I don’t know why I couldn’t tell her the truth about what happened. I think if I really loved her, I wouldn’t have a problem telling her the truth.”
I didn’t say anything. My head was spinning a bit from the wine and the beer wasn’t helping.
“Dom, what is it? You’re staring at me.”
I realized I had been.
“Sorry,” I giggled. “You’re just…so beautiful, did you know that?” I couldn’t believe what I had just said.
“Aw, Dommie, that’s sweet. You’re beautiful, too.” He giggled as well, and I realized that we were both quite drunk. We had finished off the beer in addition to the wine. I noted that I was staring at him again. At his eyes. And he was staring into mine. And leaning towards me. I could feel his breath and smell the alcohol on it. I jumped slightly when he placed his hand on my thigh. My jeans felt suddenly too tight around my growing erection. He lunged at me, and whispered in my ear.
“Gonna kiss you now…” But I was too quick. I grabbed his head and smashed his lips into mine, kissing hungrily, our tongues meeting and dancing wildly together. And then our bodies were pressing together, hands groping frantically, under shirts, down pants, through hair.
“Bedroom,” I gasped, “That is, if you want-“
“Yes! Now!” And we resumed our kissing as we made our way back into the house, and up the stair, stumbling drunkenly, tripping over every piece of furniture I owned. Before entering the room, I pressed him against the door, pushing my erection against his, grasping his hands and holding them above his head as I kissed him passionately. He moaned low and hooked a leg around one of mine.
“Fuck, Billy!” I cried, and threw open the door. I sank to my knees and pushed up his shirt, kissing my way up his chest as I went. I then removed my own shirt.
“Want you naked.” I growled at him, and bit at his neck, as I located the zip of his jeans and yanked them down along with his boxers. He yelped and gave my cock a tight squeeze. I groaned, and found my own jeans being removed.
Then we stood, staring at each other, as if we were seeing each other naked for the first time. I slowly stepped forward and hesitantly placed my hands on his beautiful skin. God, it was soft. I ran my hands over his chest and down his back, cupping his arse, feeling him shiver with pleasure, which, in turn, sent a shiver through me. For one moment, we held each other, I rested my chin on his shoulder, and breathed contentedly. I love you, I thought, Billy, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Don’t go back to her. I love you. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes, so I pushed the thoughts out of my head, and pushed the man in front of me onto the bed.
“Billy…are you sure…I mean…do you want…just…tell me if something’s not okay, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay.”
I lowered myself onto him, bodies aligning perfectly. We were fucking made for each other. I pushed my erection into his, and then licked one of his hard little nipples. I felt his hand reach down and then he was stroking my cock, gently at first and then fast and hard.
“Billy…Billy…Oh!” I gasped, and felt myself on the verge of coming. I yanked his hand away and kissed him. “Not yet,” I whispered. We made out for a few minutes, and then I said it.
“Billy, I love you…”
He stopped and looked at me. I realized with horror what I had just said.
“Billy…I mean, uh, I love you, like a friend…you know?”
“…Yeah.”
“You know I mean it like that, right? You don’t mind, do you?”
“…No. Love you, too, Dom.”
“Yeah…” I smiled, relieved that he was either too drunk to see through my lame excuse, or had decided to wait until later to probe for the real reason. I kissed him again, a real kiss, full of love and emotion. Pulled back, looked into his eyes and said again, “I love you.”
He smiled. I was delighted with this new freedom. I didn’t care what he thought I meant. I was telling my Billy I loved him at last, and he was kissing me back. And jerking his hips up into mine. And moaning my name. Oh, God!
I looked at him, and began to slide down slowly, kissing as I went. My tongue dipped into his belly button and continued down, stopping right above his hard-on. I looked up at him, and he looked down at me, realizing what I was asking him with my eyes. He nodded, slightly.
“Suck me, Dommie, and then I’ll suck you…” His lips curved into a smile. I needed no other encouragement.
I was slightly nervous, this being quite a new experience for me, but I tried not to think about that. I kissed the tip gently, and then moved my lips over the entire head, rolling them slowly down the shaft as I took him further and further into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around, pressing into the sensitive spots and sucking him hard.
“Fuck, Dom! Yeah! God, Yeah!”
I knew I was doing something right. I continued sucking and moved my lips up and down the shaft, licking gently at the soft sensitive skin at the tip. Then I tasted precum. It wasn’t necessarily unpleasant, just slightly bitter. It actually was quite erotic to know that I had caused this liquid to seep from his erection.
Not too long after, I heard his breathing increase its pace and become more ragged.
“Dom…gonna…gonna…come!” I wasn’t sure what to do. If I should swallow or…or what? It seemed there was no time to consider other options because at that moment, Billy uttered a loud shriek and my mouth filled with the same bitter liquid that I had tasted earlier. I swallowed it down as quickly as possible, surprised how much it didn’t bother me. When Billy’s shuddering spasms came to an end and his breathing slowly returned to normal, I crawled up next to him and kissed him on the temple, and then on the mouth.
“Was that…good?”
“Good…yeah.” He murmured, kissing me back, running his hands through my hair. I sighed happily, but my erection brushed painfully against his leg, reminding me that there was still some unfinished business to be taken care of. Billy realized it too. He gently pushed me onto my back and maneuvered himself on top of me.
“Your turn…” He whispered, seductively. In seconds flat I felt a warm, wet sensation in my groin area.
“Oh God! Billy!” I yelled. I couldn’t see what he was doing because my eyes were clenched shut, but it felt like heaven and it made it even better to know that it was Billy doing these wonderful things to me. I couldn’t help it, my hips jerked upwards and began fucking his mouth. My hands gripped the bed sheets tightly, as if hanging on for dear life. There were colors exploding behind my closed lids that made me feel as if I were rocketing into space. Finally, I felt it all coming to a very intense end, as I felt the sensation deep in the bottom of my stomach.
“Fuck Billy! I’m gonna come!” And then it all went black and the only thing I could feel was the intense pleasure pulsing through my entire body as I spiraled out of control, out of mind and body, and out of my very being.
When I became aware once more of my surroundings, I was still breathing heavy and I felt as if every ounce of energy had been sucked out of me (literally) and in its place was left a lovely warm glow of a feeling, and I knew it was pure and complete love and satisfaction. I opened my eyes slowly, and found those beautiful emerald-green eyes staring deep into mine. It seemed to me that at that moment he was actually looking at me in the way I was sure I had looked at him every day since I met him; in that way that I had wanted him to look at me for so long; he looked at me with his eyes and heart full to bursting with love, and I nearly broke down.
“Bills…” I whispered, “I…love you. So much.”
“I take it you enjoyed that then?”
I just sighed and lay my head down on his chest. He tenderly kissed the top of my head and ran his fingers through my long, shaggy hair, massaging my scalp. His other hand found one of my hands and I threw my leg over one of his legs. We lay there, entwined, on top of the bed sheets, listening in silence to each other breathe and I could hear his heart beating as I lay with my ear pressed to his chest.
It wasn’t long before sleep began to steal over me and my breathing became more relaxed. Just before I drifted off, it seemed to me that I heard Billy’s voice, barely audible, whisper in my ear,
“I love you, too. Dommie. So much.”
…
When I woke up, it was afternoon, and Billy, along with his things, was gone.
Author:
anewlife92385Pairing: BB/DM
Rating: NC-17!! w00t!!
Disclaimer: This is all made up. Sort of. Well, it never happened to them. As far as I know. But we can always hope, right?
Feedback: Yes, please!
Author’s Note: This chapter was SO much fun to write! I’m really sad this is almost over! One more chapter, guys! :-( Thanks for all your comments on the previous chapters! It’s been a lot of fun! Hopefully, I will get more good plot ideas in the future. I don’t want to stop writing! But all stories must come to an end and this one’s end is very near. Until then, enjoy!
Here are links to chapters 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, and 7
And here is the latest installment:
“What?” I managed to choke out,
“I have to tell Ali about what happened last night. It would be wrong to keep from her.”
“You aren’t at all afraid that she’ll be angry?”
“Well, if she is, she has a right to be, and it’s my fault after all. Though, I think she’ll understand. We were drunk, and horny, and she knows how close we are. I don’t think she’ll hold it against us. She knows I love her and wouldn’t leave her.”
“Ah.” I said, trying to sound cheerful. As cheerful as one could be as their heart was being ripped apart and their hopes dashed to bits. “Well, then. That’s good. I-, look, I’m sorry about…”
“No, Dom, don’t be. I’m glad it happened.”
“You are?” I said, trying not to get my hopes up again, knowing there was nothing to hope for. He loved her. He had said it himself. And he wouldn’t leave her. That was that.
“Yeah, I am. I mean, we both were…curious. And-, and I feel safe with you, Dommie. I knew we were close enough not to have this make things weird between us…right?” he asked, looking hopeful.
“Right!” I said. “Of course, Bills. I-, I’m glad my first, em, well, gay experience was with you. I don’t think I would have been comfortable with anyone else. I promise things won’t be weird.” But, of course, I couldn’t promise that. This was confirmation that he didn’t love me. That the previous night had meant nothing to him. When it had meant everything to me. There was no way I could pretend that it didn’t bother me.
“Well, um, I might as well call her now. Get it over with, you know?”
“Yeah.” I said. I walked out of the kitchen, not wanting to hear it. Couldn’t face him saying how much he loved her. How sorry he was. That it would never happen again. I went upstairs to my room, lay on the bed, and closed my eyes, trying to imagine that I was living a different life, where Billy loved me and knew I loved him. Where I could kiss him and put my arms around him anytime I wanted. Where he was mine and I was his, and no one could possibly get in the way of our happiness.
My eyes flew open when I heard a gentle knocking on the open door to the bedroom. I sat up.
“Hey,” said Bill. “Can I come in?”
“Yeah. How’d it go?”
He entered the room and sat down next to me on the bed.
“Okay, I guess. I…I didn’t really tell here everything.” He looked down at his hands in his lap. I looked at the ceiling.
“Oh. What did you tell her?”
“That we kissed. And she said it was fine. She said she knew we were just friends and that it didn’t mean anything, just like I thought she would say. She said, she kisses her friends, so what did it matter if I kissed mine? She appreciated me telling her, though.”
“Oh.” I said again. We sat for a while, saying nothing, until Billy broke the silence.
“I just feel rotten!” And he put his head in his hands.
“Bills! What’s the matter?!”
“Dom! I lied to her! I know I didn’t say anything that wasn’t true, but I didn’t tell her everything and led her to believe that things were much more innocent than they actually were. I don’t know why, but I just couldn’t tell her, Dom. I’m a terrible boyfriend!”
“No! No you’re not! It’s not your fault! You shouldn’t have to tell her anything you don’t feel comfortable saying. You didn’t cheat on her, you love her, you’re not going to leave her, there’s nothing to feel bad about! Please, Billy, don’t be upset!”
“You…you really think it’s not that bad?” he asked, looking positively miserable.
“Nah, not at all. You were great for telling her what you did. Cheer up, Bills! It’ll be all right!”
“Yeah, I guess you’re right…”
“’Course I’m right! Now, let’s go finish breakfast while it’s still edible.”
The rest of Billy’s visit was as pleasant as could be expected. For the next few days, we carefully skirted around the issue of that fateful night. We still managed to have a few good times before it was time for him to leave, though. After all, we were best mates.
The night before Billy had to catch his flight back to Scotland, I went out to get some things to make a special goodbye dinner. I didn’t want him to leave, but there was no way I could ask him to stay. Scotland was his home. He loved it there. And Ali was there. And he loved her. And he needed to get back to her. He didn’t need me. But, oh God, I needed him.
When I got back, I found Billy’s things all packed up and ready for the flight the following morning. I almost cried seeing, those suitcases sitting in the hallway. It somehow made his leaving seem more real. I guess I hadn’t admitted it to myself that, yet again, we would have to say goodbye for some indefinite amount of time. Some part of my brain still believed that somehow he would miraculously decide that he couldn’t live without me and we would live happily ever after, blah, blah, blah.
Billy was in the shower while I was making the dinner. I suppose he decided there wouldn’t be time for one in the morning, since his flight was so early. He walked into the kitchen just as I was setting the dishes on the table.
He looked around at the elaborate dishes and bottle of expensive wine.
“Dommie! What in the world got into you to make you do all this for me? Really, this is too much!”
“It’s nothing, really, Bills. I just wanted to let you know how much I enjoyed your visit; I’m gonna miss you, y’know.”
“Aw, Dom, I’ll miss you, too.” He said quietly, a hugged me tightly. I held on to him, wishing that he wouldn’t ever let go. But, of course he eventually did.
“Thanks.” He said, and we sat down to eat.
We were both silent throughout most of the meal, although he did compliment my cooking a few times. I just smiled.
When we were finished, I suggested that, since it was a warm evening, we take the wine and go sit on the back porch. He nodded in agreement.
It was indeed quite warm out and we again sat in silence as we sipped our wine and looked at the clear night sky. I didn’t let myself think about the fact that he would be gone the next morning. I just enjoyed us being together and let the wine gently anaesthetize my brain, so that it because easier and easier to only think pleasant thoughts.
I went to refill my glass and found the bottle empty. I asked Bill if he wanted a beer, and he said yes, so I went to get us a six-pack. I came back and plopped down next to Billy, opening a bottle and drinking down the ice-cold liquid. Billy did the same, smiled, and sighed. When he spoke, his voice was surprisingly slightly slurred. Perhaps he had drunk more of the wine than I had realized.
“Dom, I’m afraid to go back to her.”
“What? Why?”
“What if she finds out? What if things are different between us?”
“Why would she find out? Why would things be different? You love each other, right?”
“I dunno. I thought we did. But now I’m not so sure. I mean, I don’t know why I couldn’t tell her the truth about what happened. I think if I really loved her, I wouldn’t have a problem telling her the truth.”
I didn’t say anything. My head was spinning a bit from the wine and the beer wasn’t helping.
“Dom, what is it? You’re staring at me.”
I realized I had been.
“Sorry,” I giggled. “You’re just…so beautiful, did you know that?” I couldn’t believe what I had just said.
“Aw, Dommie, that’s sweet. You’re beautiful, too.” He giggled as well, and I realized that we were both quite drunk. We had finished off the beer in addition to the wine. I noted that I was staring at him again. At his eyes. And he was staring into mine. And leaning towards me. I could feel his breath and smell the alcohol on it. I jumped slightly when he placed his hand on my thigh. My jeans felt suddenly too tight around my growing erection. He lunged at me, and whispered in my ear.
“Gonna kiss you now…” But I was too quick. I grabbed his head and smashed his lips into mine, kissing hungrily, our tongues meeting and dancing wildly together. And then our bodies were pressing together, hands groping frantically, under shirts, down pants, through hair.
“Bedroom,” I gasped, “That is, if you want-“
“Yes! Now!” And we resumed our kissing as we made our way back into the house, and up the stair, stumbling drunkenly, tripping over every piece of furniture I owned. Before entering the room, I pressed him against the door, pushing my erection against his, grasping his hands and holding them above his head as I kissed him passionately. He moaned low and hooked a leg around one of mine.
“Fuck, Billy!” I cried, and threw open the door. I sank to my knees and pushed up his shirt, kissing my way up his chest as I went. I then removed my own shirt.
“Want you naked.” I growled at him, and bit at his neck, as I located the zip of his jeans and yanked them down along with his boxers. He yelped and gave my cock a tight squeeze. I groaned, and found my own jeans being removed.
Then we stood, staring at each other, as if we were seeing each other naked for the first time. I slowly stepped forward and hesitantly placed my hands on his beautiful skin. God, it was soft. I ran my hands over his chest and down his back, cupping his arse, feeling him shiver with pleasure, which, in turn, sent a shiver through me. For one moment, we held each other, I rested my chin on his shoulder, and breathed contentedly. I love you, I thought, Billy, I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Don’t go back to her. I love you. I could feel tears welling up in my eyes, so I pushed the thoughts out of my head, and pushed the man in front of me onto the bed.
“Billy…are you sure…I mean…do you want…just…tell me if something’s not okay, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
“Okay.”
I lowered myself onto him, bodies aligning perfectly. We were fucking made for each other. I pushed my erection into his, and then licked one of his hard little nipples. I felt his hand reach down and then he was stroking my cock, gently at first and then fast and hard.
“Billy…Billy…Oh!” I gasped, and felt myself on the verge of coming. I yanked his hand away and kissed him. “Not yet,” I whispered. We made out for a few minutes, and then I said it.
“Billy, I love you…”
He stopped and looked at me. I realized with horror what I had just said.
“Billy…I mean, uh, I love you, like a friend…you know?”
“…Yeah.”
“You know I mean it like that, right? You don’t mind, do you?”
“…No. Love you, too, Dom.”
“Yeah…” I smiled, relieved that he was either too drunk to see through my lame excuse, or had decided to wait until later to probe for the real reason. I kissed him again, a real kiss, full of love and emotion. Pulled back, looked into his eyes and said again, “I love you.”
He smiled. I was delighted with this new freedom. I didn’t care what he thought I meant. I was telling my Billy I loved him at last, and he was kissing me back. And jerking his hips up into mine. And moaning my name. Oh, God!
I looked at him, and began to slide down slowly, kissing as I went. My tongue dipped into his belly button and continued down, stopping right above his hard-on. I looked up at him, and he looked down at me, realizing what I was asking him with my eyes. He nodded, slightly.
“Suck me, Dommie, and then I’ll suck you…” His lips curved into a smile. I needed no other encouragement.
I was slightly nervous, this being quite a new experience for me, but I tried not to think about that. I kissed the tip gently, and then moved my lips over the entire head, rolling them slowly down the shaft as I took him further and further into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around, pressing into the sensitive spots and sucking him hard.
“Fuck, Dom! Yeah! God, Yeah!”
I knew I was doing something right. I continued sucking and moved my lips up and down the shaft, licking gently at the soft sensitive skin at the tip. Then I tasted precum. It wasn’t necessarily unpleasant, just slightly bitter. It actually was quite erotic to know that I had caused this liquid to seep from his erection.
Not too long after, I heard his breathing increase its pace and become more ragged.
“Dom…gonna…gonna…come!” I wasn’t sure what to do. If I should swallow or…or what? It seemed there was no time to consider other options because at that moment, Billy uttered a loud shriek and my mouth filled with the same bitter liquid that I had tasted earlier. I swallowed it down as quickly as possible, surprised how much it didn’t bother me. When Billy’s shuddering spasms came to an end and his breathing slowly returned to normal, I crawled up next to him and kissed him on the temple, and then on the mouth.
“Was that…good?”
“Good…yeah.” He murmured, kissing me back, running his hands through my hair. I sighed happily, but my erection brushed painfully against his leg, reminding me that there was still some unfinished business to be taken care of. Billy realized it too. He gently pushed me onto my back and maneuvered himself on top of me.
“Your turn…” He whispered, seductively. In seconds flat I felt a warm, wet sensation in my groin area.
“Oh God! Billy!” I yelled. I couldn’t see what he was doing because my eyes were clenched shut, but it felt like heaven and it made it even better to know that it was Billy doing these wonderful things to me. I couldn’t help it, my hips jerked upwards and began fucking his mouth. My hands gripped the bed sheets tightly, as if hanging on for dear life. There were colors exploding behind my closed lids that made me feel as if I were rocketing into space. Finally, I felt it all coming to a very intense end, as I felt the sensation deep in the bottom of my stomach.
“Fuck Billy! I’m gonna come!” And then it all went black and the only thing I could feel was the intense pleasure pulsing through my entire body as I spiraled out of control, out of mind and body, and out of my very being.
When I became aware once more of my surroundings, I was still breathing heavy and I felt as if every ounce of energy had been sucked out of me (literally) and in its place was left a lovely warm glow of a feeling, and I knew it was pure and complete love and satisfaction. I opened my eyes slowly, and found those beautiful emerald-green eyes staring deep into mine. It seemed to me that at that moment he was actually looking at me in the way I was sure I had looked at him every day since I met him; in that way that I had wanted him to look at me for so long; he looked at me with his eyes and heart full to bursting with love, and I nearly broke down.
“Bills…” I whispered, “I…love you. So much.”
“I take it you enjoyed that then?”
I just sighed and lay my head down on his chest. He tenderly kissed the top of my head and ran his fingers through my long, shaggy hair, massaging my scalp. His other hand found one of my hands and I threw my leg over one of his legs. We lay there, entwined, on top of the bed sheets, listening in silence to each other breathe and I could hear his heart beating as I lay with my ear pressed to his chest.
It wasn’t long before sleep began to steal over me and my breathing became more relaxed. Just before I drifted off, it seemed to me that I heard Billy’s voice, barely audible, whisper in my ear,
“I love you, too. Dommie. So much.”
…
When I woke up, it was afternoon, and Billy, along with his things, was gone.
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Guh. So good, so hot. But Billy... come baaacck. :(
<333
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Stupid bastard! BILLY GET BACK HERE AND NOW!!!!
*stamps foot*
Wah! It's not fair you do this to us! Grrrr..........
Btw, methinks I likey. ^_^
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Don't make me hunt that Scottish butt of yours down -
Just kidding
More, please
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awwwwwww, i can relate to this sooo well! gosh, it hurts...
Billy was in the shower while I was making the dinner. I suppose he decided there wouldn’t be time for one in the morning, since his flight was so early. He walked into the kitchen just as I was setting the dishes on the table.
He looked around at the elaborate dishes and bottle of expensive wine.
domestic!Dom = :-D
“Sorry,” I giggled. “You’re just…so beautiful, did you know that?” I couldn’t believe what I had just said.
“Aw, Dommie, that’s sweet. You’re beautiful, too.” He giggled as well, and I realized that we were both quite drunk. We had finished off the beer in addition to the wine. I noted that I was staring at him again. At his eyes. And he was staring into mine. And leaning towards me. I could feel his breath and smell the alcohol on it. I jumped slightly when he placed his hand on my thigh. My jeans felt suddenly too tight around my growing erection. He lunged at me, and whispered in my ear.
hooray for alcohol!
I just sighed and lay my head down on his chest. He tenderly kissed the top of my head and ran his fingers through my long, shaggy hair, massaging my scalp. His other hand found one of my hands and I threw my leg over one of his legs. We lay there, entwined, on top of the bed sheets, listening in silence to each other breathe and I could hear his heart beating as I lay with my ear pressed to his chest.
♥ ♥ ♥
“I love you, too. Dommie. So much.”
yesssssss!
When I woke up, it was afternoon, and Billy, along with his things, was gone.
:-O What next?!!