The Graduate (3/3)
Title: The Graduate (3/3)
Author: ms_belle10
Pairing: belldom (AU)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Widower Dominic meets his real-life Lolita...his daughter's boyfriend, Matt.
Note: Forgive the spacing. WTF, LJ.
Note 2: When you see ** it indicates a jump in time.
Disclaimer: None of this ever happened. I do not know/own or claim to know/own any individual, piece of creative work, place, or item that you recognize in this fic. The story belongs to me, but the real people do not. No defamation is intended.
“Fuck me, Mr. Howard.”
Dominic holds firmly to Matt’s slender, hip as he sheaths the head of his wanting cock inside Matt’s body. He guides his hips up, forcing Matt’s body to stretch and squeeze around his cock; the ring of muscle tugs on the head of Dominic’s cock, pulling him deeper into the teenager’s virgin heat. The thin walls seize and ripple around his shaft and it takes every bit of Dominic’s self control not to begin thrusting wildly into Matt and violate him like an animal.
“Oh! Ohhhhh,” Matt whimpers, shuddering atop Dominic’s body.
Dominic strokes the small of Matt’s back with one hand as he pushes into him again and again, forcing the tense muscles to relax a bit more with every thrust. He keeps his pace slow, enjoying the way Matt’s body resists and then relaxes enough to squeeze his cock with trembling muscles.
“It hurts,” Matt chokes out. A tear drops from his eyelashes, rolls down his cheek, and splatters just north of Dominic’s navel. “I know you must think I’m such a weak little bitch right now...”
Dominic simply continues guiding his hand along the small of Matt’s arched back with one hand while he wipes the boy’s tear from his belly. “I know it hurts. And you’re not a bitch. You’re a whore, Matt, but you’re certainly not a bitch.”
Matt laughs, the sound throaty and wet, and Dominic guides his hand back down to Matt’s hip, which hasn’t moved since Dominic pushed inside him. He gives the bony juncture a squeeze, fingertips digging into flawless, milky skin.
“You feel so good, Matt,” Dominic whispers, guiding Matt’s hips to meet his every thrust. “So warm...and tight...and perfect.”
Soon, Matt’s hips are rolling on his own accord and Dominic grins up at him, holding him around the waist as Matt begins to rock and bounce.
“Holy fuck!” Matt exclaims, his body stiffening as the tip of Dominic’s cock brushes a small lump deep within Matt’s body. “What the fuck!”
“That’s your spot,” Dominic says, looking up at Matt with delirious grey eyes. He pumps his hips again, striking the tiny bundle and making Matt scream. “I could make you come just by milking that sweet spot inside of you.”
“D-don’t,” Matt gasps, his whole body twisting and shuddering around Dominic’s dick. “Not ready yet.”
Dominic can’t help but smile at Matt’s reactions. Every sensation is new for Matt and Dominic can see the wonder and pleasure rippling through his young body and filling his wide blue eyes. He changes the direction and force of his thrusts, occasionally nudging Matt’s prostate but no longer hammering it with the head of his cock. Matt’s sounds of pleasure grow more frequent and high pitched and Dominic holds tight to the lithe body that thrashes atop him.
“You like this?” Dominic asks, squeezing the drooling cock he’s left neglected between Matt’s legs. “You like having a cock in your arse?”
Matt paws at Dominic’s torso, blunt nails scraping Dominic’s sparse chest hair.
“Yesssss,” he hisses. He leans forward, sweat sliding down strands of dark hair and sprinkling Dominic’s throat. “More...harder!”
Dominic gives Matt’s arse a wicked smack and lifts his head from the pillow to kiss the teenager’s parted lips. His tongue flickers inside Matt’s mouth, sweeping up his sweet flavor, and murmurs, “You’re an awful whore, Matt.” He thrusts up, making sure to drive into Matt’s prostate. “You still want it harder, whore?”
Matt claws at Dominic’s chest, his nails leaving a set of raised pink lines from collarbone to nipple. “Yes...”
“Hands and knees,” Dominic grunts, stilling inside Matt and simply feeling the way the boy’s body trembles and clenches around him. He gives Matt’s another smack with a force that no doubt leaves a handprint behind. “Pop up. Get off my cock and get on all fours.”
Matt shakes his head. “Noooo...”
Dominic laughs and takes Matt’s arse in his hands. He gently eases Matt’s body up and Matt whines at the loss of contact. Dominic sucks wetly on Matt’s collarbone and strokes Matt’s stretched entrance. “Jesus Christ. You’re gaping!”
Matt giggles and pulls away from Dominic’s hand, settling on all fours atop the mattress and jamming a pillow between his stomach and the bed. “Is that a sign I’ve been well fucked?” he asks, looking over his shoulder with eyes that make Dominic’s stomach flip-flop.
“Absolutely,” Dominic agrees. He kneels behind Matt and scatters warm, wet kisses down his back, one touch of his lips for each vertebra, and strokes Matt;s chest and stomach as he works his way south. He slowly, wetly slides his tongue between Matt’s cheeks, lapping at the smooth cleft until the teenager cries out.
Dominic pulls Matt apart with his thumbs and sticks out his tongue, pushing into Matt’s stretched opening. He groans as the hole squeezes his tongue and filthy flavor explodes on his tastebuds. He bobs his head, moving his tongue in and out as his lips pull at the puckered opening.
“Oh, holy Christ!” Matt cries. His body seizes around Dominic’s tongue and he rocks backward. “Is that your tongue?!”
“Mmmhmm,” Dominic hums. He withdraws his tongue and moves it in long, sticky strokes over Matt’s trembling arsehole. He licks again and again, loving the feel of the opening as it winks and trembles beneath his mouth. “Couldn’t have your bum in my face and not eat it. And it’s so good.”
Matt claws at the sheets. “Dominic...Dom...”
“Want me to stop? Want me to drive my cock into your hot little arse?” Dominic teases. He purses his lips and spits wetly onto the stretched opening across from his mouth. He grabs one of Matt’s hips and winds his fingers around the teenager’s throbbing cock, stroking lazily as he lines his cock up with Matt’s arse.
“Inside,” Matt groans, rocking back against Dominic’s cock. “Force it in, if you have to, but put it inside me!”
Dominic moves his hand from Matt’s throat to his stomach, palm sliding in a warm, thin layer of sweat. He squeezes one pebbled nipple between the thumb and forefinger of his left hand and then thrusts forward, pushing his sheathed cock back inside Matt’s waiting, wanting body. The teenager cried out and gripped the bed linens, launching his body back against Dominic’s cock.
“Not gonna last long,” gasps Matt, driving his body back onto Dominic’s cock.
Dominic grips Matt by the hair and pulls his head back, causing his neck to arch. He nips against the teenager’s thundering pulse, drawing tiny welts with his teeth, and drills into his tight heat. Every time he drives in to the hilt, his balls slapping the sweet curve of Matt’s arse, a tiny hiccuping squeak falls from the teenager’s mouth. Dominic can feel his thrusts grow jerky and uneven and he knows his orgasm is impending.
“Wish I could come inside you,” Dominic admits as he pulls Matt against him. “No rubber. Just me, coming inside your hot little body.”
“Dominic,” Matt sighs, his whole body trembling in Dominic’s embrace. “Tell me...more.”
Dominic laughs against the side of Matt’s neck. He pants in Matt’s ear, his tongue dipping into the narrow canal as one hand again grabs Matt’s cock. He strokes him roughly, Matt’s young cock making a wet squelching noise with every ragged jerk.
“If I had my way, I’d be buried hot and raw inside you. Your arse would pull on my cock, trembling and pulsing around me until I came,” Dominic whispers, his lips tugging at Matt’s earlobe. “And when I came...”
“Gonna...Dominic, gonna....” Matt whimpers against the pillow.
Dominic pushes harder into Matt’s shaking, slippery body. His hand slips on Matt’s cock and he stops stroking, choosing only to squeeze it as the fire of his orgasm begins to burn him from the inside out.
“W-when I came, I’d fill you with spunk,” hisses Dominic. “...fucking explode inside of you...come until it dripped out of you, wet and warm, all over the linens.”
“Oh God!” screams Matt. His body stiffens, spine arching hard toward the mattress, and then grows limp. “D-Dominic...oh God...fuck...fucking hell...Dominic...”
“Almost there,” Dominic sighs, driving into Matt again. His orgasm is so close that he can almost taste it, the salt of his and Matt’s sweat and desire flooding his tongue. “S-so close...” His hand clenches around Matt’s softening cock and he drives inside the young body one last time before his orgasm crashes over him, causing him to groan a string of gibberish curses into Matt’s ear and cling to his slender body.
Dominic bows over Matt’s limp, sweat-soaked body for several long, lazy minutes. When his pulse stops racing, and his arms and legs stop trembling, Dominic slowly pulls out of Matt’s almost lifeless body. He tugs off the condom, drops it carelessly next to the bed, and rolls weakly onto his side. He pulls Matt’s small, damp body into his arms, spooning him in an expression of the gradually-growing affection between them.
“Your lessons are complete,” Dominic says at last. He strokes the thin line of black hair that runs south of Matt’s navel and presses his mouth to the teenager’s shoulder. “I’ve taught you everything I know.”
Matt hums against the pillow and winds one hand around one of Dominic’s biceps. “I’ve graduated, then? No...after-school tutoring or anything like that?”
Dominic chuckles. He presses his nose into Matt’s hair, taking in its fruity scent. “I suppose a bit of remedial work wouldn’t hurt. Perhaps a bit of tutoring, after B comes home, even.” He lifts a leg and drapes it over both of Matt’s legs. “You should take a little kip. You’re going to need your rest for what I’m planning on doing next.”
“Right then,” Matt agrees with a yawn. He shifts in Dominic’s embrace so that their chests are pressed together and Dominic presses his lips to the crown of dark hair tucked beneath his chin. “Can’t wait for what comes next.”
“Me, either,” responds Dominic, giving the top of Matt’s head another kiss before closing his eyes. “Me, either.”
**
Dominic opens his eyes and looks around his bedroom. Sunlight peeks into the room around the edges of the white draperies that stretch down the length of the French doors leading to the patio and the golden light makes Dominic smile. He presses his cheek to the pillow beneath his head and curls closer to the body nestled against his side.
“Not again,” comes a soft voice from the body at Dominic’s side. “Between us, we used five rubbers last night. Your arse has got to be as sore as mine is.”
Dominic laughs and leans forward, rubbing his face against Matt’s tangled hair. “Is someone tired?”
Matt cackles. He rolls onto his back and smiles up at Dominic, who returns the sleepy smile. “Not even. I just wanted to give your old, haggard body time to recover.”
Dominic smacks Matt squarely on the chest, making the teenager yelp. “I’m not old and I’m not haggard. I came inside of you three times last night, young man. That’s enough to wear a porn star out!”
Matt pushes Dominic’s hand from his chest and leans up for a kiss. Their lips meet softly several times before Dominic falls back amongst the nest of pillows beneath his head.
“Right, then...our slumber party continues,” Dominic observes, brushing his hand over the flat plane of his stomach.
“This is not like any slumber party I’ve ever been to.”
“Then you’ve been going to the wrong house for slumber parties!” Dominic grins sand reaches for Matt, settling the teen squarely in his lap. He pushes his hips skyward, brushing his rapidly-stiffening cock between Matt’s arse cheeks. Matt wiggles and sighs and Dominic sits up, wrapping his arms around Matt’s narrow waist.
“I seem to be full of energy,” Matt says, fluttering his long, dark eyelashes at Dominic.
Dominic smirks and bucks his hips. He wiggles his eyebrows and leers at Matt, asking, “Want to be full of something else?”
Matt cackles and repeats something he cried out on a previous night. “Yes, please!”
Dominic threads his fingers in Matt’s hair and pulls his head down, drawing him into a kiss. Matt opens his mouth and Dominic slips his tongue inside it, twisting lustfully with Matt’s tongue until they’re exchanging wet, sloppy kisses. Somewhere in the recesses of his mind, he hears the sound of what seems to be a doorknob turning, but B is still a week away from returning from Spain and no one else has a key to his house.
As Dominic slides his hand between Matt’s legs, intent on stroking the bobbing cock that teases both of their bellies, he hears the bedroom door swing open, followed by a sharp gasp. Dominic’s head whips to the side, his hair flying across his face, and meets a pair of grey eyes identical to his own.
“Dad?!” screams B, her eyes sliding between her father and her boyfriend.. “Matt?! What...is going on here?!”
Matt answers first, a smirk blossoming on his lips,, and shrugs a shoulder. “Sodomy.”
And they all lived happily ever after.
Author: ms_belle10
Pairing: belldom (AU)
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Widower Dominic meets his real-life Lolita...his daughter's boyfriend, Matt.
Note: Forgive the spacing. WTF, LJ.
Note 2: When you see ** it indicates a jump in time.
Disclaimer: None of this ever happened. I do not know/own or claim to know/own any individual, piece of creative work, place, or item that you recognize in this fic. The story belongs to me, but the real people do not. No defamation is intended.
“Fuck me, Mr. Howard.”
Dominic holds firmly to Matt’s slender, hip as he sheaths the head of his wanting cock inside Matt’s body. He guides his hips up, forcing Matt’s body to stretch and squeeze around his cock; the ring of muscle tugs on the head of Dominic’s cock, pulling him deeper into the teenager’s virgin heat. The thin walls seize and ripple around his shaft and it takes every bit of Dominic’s self control not to begin thrusting wildly into Matt and violate him like an animal.
“Oh! Ohhhhh,” Matt whimpers, shuddering atop Dominic’s body.
Dominic strokes the small of Matt’s back with one hand as he pushes into him again and again, forcing the tense muscles to relax a bit more with every thrust. He keeps his pace slow, enjoying the way Matt’s body resists and then relaxes enough to squeeze his cock with trembling muscles.
“It hurts,” Matt chokes out. A tear drops from his eyelashes, rolls down his cheek, and splatters just north of Dominic’s navel. “I know you must think I’m such a weak little bitch right now...”
Dominic simply continues guiding his hand along the small of Matt’s arched back with one hand while he wipes the boy’s tear from his belly. “I know it hurts. And you’re not a bitch. You’re a whore, Matt, but you’re certainly not a bitch.”
Matt laughs, the sound throaty and wet, and Dominic guides his hand back down to Matt’s hip, which hasn’t moved since Dominic pushed inside him. He gives the bony juncture a squeeze, fingertips digging into flawless, milky skin.
“You feel so good, Matt,” Dominic whispers, guiding Matt’s hips to meet his every thrust. “So warm...and tight...and perfect.”
Soon, Matt’s hips are rolling on his own accord and Dominic grins up at him, holding him around the waist as Matt begins to rock and bounce.
“Holy fuck!” Matt exclaims, his body stiffening as the tip of Dominic’s cock brushes a small lump deep within Matt’s body. “What the fuck!”
“That’s your spot,” Dominic says, looking up at Matt with delirious grey eyes. He pumps his hips again, striking the tiny bundle and making Matt scream. “I could make you come just by milking that sweet spot inside of you.”
“D-don’t,” Matt gasps, his whole body twisting and shuddering around Dominic’s dick. “Not ready yet.”
Dominic can’t help but smile at Matt’s reactions. Every sensation is new for Matt and Dominic can see the wonder and pleasure rippling through his young body and filling his wide blue eyes. He changes the direction and force of his thrusts, occasionally nudging Matt’s prostate but no longer hammering it with the head of his cock. Matt’s sounds of pleasure grow more frequent and high pitched and Dominic holds tight to the lithe body that thrashes atop him.
“You like this?” Dominic asks, squeezing the drooling cock he’s left neglected between Matt’s legs. “You like having a cock in your arse?”
Matt paws at Dominic’s torso, blunt nails scraping Dominic’s sparse chest hair.
“Yesssss,” he hisses. He leans forward, sweat sliding down strands of dark hair and sprinkling Dominic’s throat. “More...harder!”
Dominic gives Matt’s arse a wicked smack and lifts his head from the pillow to kiss the teenager’s parted lips. His tongue flickers inside Matt’s mouth, sweeping up his sweet flavor, and murmurs, “You’re an awful whore, Matt.” He thrusts up, making sure to drive into Matt’s prostate. “You still want it harder, whore?”
Matt claws at Dominic’s chest, his nails leaving a set of raised pink lines from collarbone to nipple. “Yes...”
“Hands and knees,” Dominic grunts, stilling inside Matt and simply feeling the way the boy’s body trembles and clenches around him. He gives Matt’s another smack with a force that no doubt leaves a handprint behind. “Pop up. Get off my cock and get on all fours.”
Matt shakes his head. “Noooo...”
Dominic laughs and takes Matt’s arse in his hands. He gently eases Matt’s body up and Matt whines at the loss of contact. Dominic sucks wetly on Matt’s collarbone and strokes Matt’s stretched entrance. “Jesus Christ. You’re gaping!”
Matt giggles and pulls away from Dominic’s hand, settling on all fours atop the mattress and jamming a pillow between his stomach and the bed. “Is that a sign I’ve been well fucked?” he asks, looking over his shoulder with eyes that make Dominic’s stomach flip-flop.
“Absolutely,” Dominic agrees. He kneels behind Matt and scatters warm, wet kisses down his back, one touch of his lips for each vertebra, and strokes Matt;s chest and stomach as he works his way south. He slowly, wetly slides his tongue between Matt’s cheeks, lapping at the smooth cleft until the teenager cries out.
Dominic pulls Matt apart with his thumbs and sticks out his tongue, pushing into Matt’s stretched opening. He groans as the hole squeezes his tongue and filthy flavor explodes on his tastebuds. He bobs his head, moving his tongue in and out as his lips pull at the puckered opening.
“Oh, holy Christ!” Matt cries. His body seizes around Dominic’s tongue and he rocks backward. “Is that your tongue?!”
“Mmmhmm,” Dominic hums. He withdraws his tongue and moves it in long, sticky strokes over Matt’s trembling arsehole. He licks again and again, loving the feel of the opening as it winks and trembles beneath his mouth. “Couldn’t have your bum in my face and not eat it. And it’s so good.”
Matt claws at the sheets. “Dominic...Dom...”
“Want me to stop? Want me to drive my cock into your hot little arse?” Dominic teases. He purses his lips and spits wetly onto the stretched opening across from his mouth. He grabs one of Matt’s hips and winds his fingers around the teenager’s throbbing cock, stroking lazily as he lines his cock up with Matt’s arse.
“Inside,” Matt groans, rocking back against Dominic’s cock. “Force it in, if you have to, but put it inside me!”
Dominic moves his hand from Matt’s throat to his stomach, palm sliding in a warm, thin layer of sweat. He squeezes one pebbled nipple between the thumb and forefinger of his left hand and then thrusts forward, pushing his sheathed cock back inside Matt’s waiting, wanting body. The teenager cried out and gripped the bed linens, launching his body back against Dominic’s cock.
“Not gonna last long,” gasps Matt, driving his body back onto Dominic’s cock.
Dominic grips Matt by the hair and pulls his head back, causing his neck to arch. He nips against the teenager’s thundering pulse, drawing tiny welts with his teeth, and drills into his tight heat. Every time he drives in to the hilt, his balls slapping the sweet curve of Matt’s arse, a tiny hiccuping squeak falls from the teenager’s mouth. Dominic can feel his thrusts grow jerky and uneven and he knows his orgasm is impending.
“Wish I could come inside you,” Dominic admits as he pulls Matt against him. “No rubber. Just me, coming inside your hot little body.”
“Dominic,” Matt sighs, his whole body trembling in Dominic’s embrace. “Tell me...more.”
Dominic laughs against the side of Matt’s neck. He pants in Matt’s ear, his tongue dipping into the narrow canal as one hand again grabs Matt’s cock. He strokes him roughly, Matt’s young cock making a wet squelching noise with every ragged jerk.
“If I had my way, I’d be buried hot and raw inside you. Your arse would pull on my cock, trembling and pulsing around me until I came,” Dominic whispers, his lips tugging at Matt’s earlobe. “And when I came...”
“Gonna...Dominic, gonna....” Matt whimpers against the pillow.
Dominic pushes harder into Matt’s shaking, slippery body. His hand slips on Matt’s cock and he stops stroking, choosing only to squeeze it as the fire of his orgasm begins to burn him from the inside out.
“W-when I came, I’d fill you with spunk,” hisses Dominic. “...fucking explode inside of you...come until it dripped out of you, wet and warm, all over the linens.”
“Oh God!” screams Matt. His body stiffens, spine arching hard toward the mattress, and then grows limp. “D-Dominic...oh God...fuck...fucking hell...Dominic...”
“Almost there,” Dominic sighs, driving into Matt again. His orgasm is so close that he can almost taste it, the salt of his and Matt’s sweat and desire flooding his tongue. “S-so close...” His hand clenches around Matt’s softening cock and he drives inside the young body one last time before his orgasm crashes over him, causing him to groan a string of gibberish curses into Matt’s ear and cling to his slender body.
Dominic bows over Matt’s limp, sweat-soaked body for several long, lazy minutes. When his pulse stops racing, and his arms and legs stop trembling, Dominic slowly pulls out of Matt’s almost lifeless body. He tugs off the condom, drops it carelessly next to the bed, and rolls weakly onto his side. He pulls Matt’s small, damp body into his arms, spooning him in an expression of the gradually-growing affection between them.
“Your lessons are complete,” Dominic says at last. He strokes the thin line of black hair that runs south of Matt’s navel and presses his mouth to the teenager’s shoulder. “I’ve taught you everything I know.”
Matt hums against the pillow and winds one hand around one of Dominic’s biceps. “I’ve graduated, then? No...after-school tutoring or anything like that?”
Dominic chuckles. He presses his nose into Matt’s hair, taking in its fruity scent. “I suppose a bit of remedial work wouldn’t hurt. Perhaps a bit of tutoring, after B comes home, even.” He lifts a leg and drapes it over both of Matt’s legs. “You should take a little kip. You’re going to need your rest for what I’m planning on doing next.”
“Right then,” Matt agrees with a yawn. He shifts in Dominic’s embrace so that their chests are pressed together and Dominic presses his lips to the crown of dark hair tucked beneath his chin. “Can’t wait for what comes next.”
“Me, either,” responds Dominic, giving the top of Matt’s head another kiss before closing his eyes. “Me, either.”
**
Dominic opens his eyes and looks around his bedroom. Sunlight peeks into the room around the edges of the white draperies that stretch down the length of the French doors leading to the patio and the golden light makes Dominic smile. He presses his cheek to the pillow beneath his head and curls closer to the body nestled against his side.
“Not again,” comes a soft voice from the body at Dominic’s side. “Between us, we used five rubbers last night. Your arse has got to be as sore as mine is.”
Dominic laughs and leans forward, rubbing his face against Matt’s tangled hair. “Is someone tired?”
Matt cackles. He rolls onto his back and smiles up at Dominic, who returns the sleepy smile. “Not even. I just wanted to give your old, haggard body time to recover.”
Dominic smacks Matt squarely on the chest, making the teenager yelp. “I’m not old and I’m not haggard. I came inside of you three times last night, young man. That’s enough to wear a porn star out!”
Matt pushes Dominic’s hand from his chest and leans up for a kiss. Their lips meet softly several times before Dominic falls back amongst the nest of pillows beneath his head.
“Right, then...our slumber party continues,” Dominic observes, brushing his hand over the flat plane of his stomach.
“This is not like any slumber party I’ve ever been to.”
“Then you’ve been going to the wrong house for slumber parties!” Dominic grins sand reaches for Matt, settling the teen squarely in his lap. He pushes his hips skyward, brushing his rapidly-stiffening cock between Matt’s arse cheeks. Matt wiggles and sighs and Dominic sits up, wrapping his arms around Matt’s narrow waist.
“I seem to be full of energy,” Matt says, fluttering his long, dark eyelashes at Dominic.
Dominic smirks and bucks his hips. He wiggles his eyebrows and leers at Matt, asking, “Want to be full of something else?”
Matt cackles and repeats something he cried out on a previous night. “Yes, please!”
Dominic threads his fingers in Matt’s hair and pulls his head down, drawing him into a kiss. Matt opens his mouth and Dominic slips his tongue inside it, twisting lustfully with Matt’s tongue until they’re exchanging wet, sloppy kisses. Somewhere in the recesses of his mind, he hears the sound of what seems to be a doorknob turning, but B is still a week away from returning from Spain and no one else has a key to his house.
As Dominic slides his hand between Matt’s legs, intent on stroking the bobbing cock that teases both of their bellies, he hears the bedroom door swing open, followed by a sharp gasp. Dominic’s head whips to the side, his hair flying across his face, and meets a pair of grey eyes identical to his own.
“Dad?!” screams B, her eyes sliding between her father and her boyfriend.. “Matt?! What...is going on here?!”
Matt answers first, a smirk blossoming on his lips,, and shrugs a shoulder. “Sodomy.”
And they all lived happily ever after.