Movie Night Submission

I somehow managed to drive to the ER and check myself in. What happened when I got there was a blur. I filled out and signed forms and then waited. I remembered waking up at one point flat on my back on the floor in the waiting room with doctors and nurses hovering around me. I was examined and quickly admitted for an appendectomy.

I awoke later laying in a hospital bed. I was wearing a flimsy hospital gown and I could tell that my backside was exposed underneath me. I also felt slight discomfort around my lower belly. I squinted and looked around the room, but without my glasses I couldn't see a thing.

Someone came into the room and I squinted to see him. I could tell it was a doctor from the clothes.

"Ah, you're awake," he said. "I'm Doctor Murray. How are you feeling, Scott?"

"Okay. Better."

"Good," he said. "I'm going to take a quick look at you and then you can have visitors."

He pulled down the blankets and pulled up my gown, exposing my soft belly and groin. My face turned bright red in embarrassment.

"You've got two small incisions, here and here," he said, while touching above my pubes and then off to my right side. "There's also an incision inside your belly button. Everything looks good."

He lowered my gown and pulled up the blankets.

"You'll need to keep the incisions clean," he said. "Try not to exert yourself physically for a couple of days so that you don't tear your staples. You should be fine to walk around now, if you need to use the bathroom. You should be able to go home in the morning provided everything looks good. Do you have any questions?"

"No," I said and shook my head. "But, do you know where my glasses are?"

"They are probably with your clothes. I'll have someone check on that for you. And I'll be back to check on you later," he said as he patted my shoulder.

He left the room and a nurse returned a few minutes later with a bag of my clothes. She pulled out my glasses and handed them to me.

"How's that?" she smiled.

"Much better," I said as I adjusted them on my nose.

She pulled back the curtain to give me a little privacy from the other men in the room.

I heard a distinct voice chattering in the hallway and I groaned inwardly. When my mom walked in, I gave her a weak smile. She and Dad came up to the right side of my bed and she bent down and kissed my cheek.

"Are you okay, Scotty? How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay. I'm a lot better now."

"Good. We were worried sick about you," she said as she grabbed my hand and squeezed.

"You lose some weight, son?" Dad asked.

"No, I don't think so."

"Well, you look good," he said with a sympathetic smile.

"Thanks, Dad. Um... Is, uh... Was there anyone else waiting to see me?"

"I don't think so. You expecting someone?"

"A friend of mine," I said cautiously. "I thought maybe he would be here."

Mom and Dad glanced at each other. They both appeared very uncomfortable. The silence was deafening.

I reached over to grab a glass of water from the table and Mom picked it up.

"Let me help you, sweetie."

She put a hand behind my head and brought the glass up to me so that I could take a drink. When I had my fill, she put the glass down and fluffed up my pillow and adjusted my blanket.

A tap at the door had the three of us looking up. Dominic was standing in the doorway with his hands in his pockets. His blue eyes were bloodshot and glassy. I could tell he was worried and it really touched me, but I was so glad that he was here. I was overcome with joy and a huge grin spread across my face.

"I just wanted to check that you were okay, Scotty," he said quietly.

"I'm okay."

He nodded, then stepped back. He was going to leave. He didn't want to stay because of my parents.

"Don't go," I choked out as my eyes welled up with tears. "Please."

His eyes cut to my parents and then turned back to me. He hesitantly moved up to the left side of my bed and I reached out to him. He took my hand and awkwardly shook it, and then put my hand back on the bed. He shoved his hands back in his pocket.

My dad cleared his throat and I turned my attention back to my parents. Dad was eyeballing Dominic suspiciously and Mom was looking anywhere but at Dominic.

"This is my friend, Dominic Gianotto," I said. "And these are my parents, Sam and Jane Fisher."

"How do you know my son?" Dad asked him.

Dominic cut his eyes at me, then cleared his throat as he looked back at my dad. "We met at the movie theater. A group of my friends go once a month. Scotty joined us."

"You don't have friends your own age?"

I gasped in shock. "Dad!"

Dominic shifted uncomfortably. "I'd better get going. Call me when you get home, Scott."

He turned to leave and I had to stop him. Before I knew it, I had blurted it out. "Dominic is my boyfriend."

All three of them gasped simultaneously and turned to look at me with their mouths agape.

I took a breath and looked up at Dominic through my lashes. "I'm in love with him," I added quietly.

I sniffled and wiped the tear that fell down my cheek. Dominic swallowed and blinked back tears of his own.

"What are you, some kind of pervert who prays on children?" Dad asked Dominic.

I was horrified by my dad's words. "Dad! Leave him alone. I'm not a child. I'm 26 years old."

"He's old enough to be your father. It's disgusting."

"He's not that much older than me. Please, Dad. I love him."

I grabbed at Dominic's wrist and pulled his hand from his pocket and pulled him closer to me.

Dominic cleared his throat. "It may not mean much to you right now, but I do love your son. He's the sweetest, most loving man I've ever met."

"Dominic makes me happy, Dad."

"I need some air," he said and stormed out of the room.

"Give your father some time, Scotty," Mom said. "It's been hard enough on him knowing that you're gay. And now you're dating someone. Someone a little unexpected. It's all a little shocking at once."

"You already knew... I was gay?"

"We found one of your, um, movies... when you still lived at home."

"Oh god," I moaned as I slid down into the bed.

"'Glory' something... Something about a bathroom. I don't remember... Anyway," she said with a dismissing wave of her hand.

I wanted the floor to open and swallow me whole. I felt Dominic's trembling. Without even looking up at him, I knew he was trying his best to contain a laugh and I squeezed his hand as tight as I could to let him know that I didn't appreciate it. He let out a bark that sounded between a cough and a laugh.

"I'm just glad it's all out in the open," Mom said. "Your father will come around. He just needs to get used to seeing you two together. We want you to be happy, Scotty. And you've had such a smile on your face ever since this man walked into the room. It's been such a long time since I've seen you smile... I mean really smile."

Mom covered her mouth and started to cry.

I reached out for her hand and I squeezed it. She leaned down and hugged me, then kissed my forehead. She pulled a tissue out of her purse and dabbed her eyes and nose.

"I'm going to go check on your father."

She squeezed my arm, gave it a pat, and left the room.

I looked up at Dominic and smiled at him. "That wasn't exactly how I imagined my coming out."

He smiled at me and rubbed the top of my head. "Are you okay, Scotty?"

"I'm okay. I'm better now that you're here."

"I'm so sorry I left you home by yourself," he said. "I should have stayed with you." His eyes filled tears as he looked down at me. "If anything happened to you... I..."

He swallowed and drew in a ragged breath.

I rubbed my thumb on the top of his hand. "It's not your fault. You couldn't have done anything different if you were there."

"Maybe. But I wish I had been there for you. I should have been there."

"Well, you're here now, and I'm glad."

"What you did just now... It was very brave. I'm proud of you, cub. I love you, Scotty."

He bent down and kissed me, a quick peck on the lips. I grabbed the back of his head and pulled him closer and kissed him back, opening my mouth and flicking the tip of my tongue against his lip.

"You're a bad boy," he chuckled. "You keep that up and you might get a spanking."

I giggled. "I hope so."

He shook his head and then nipped the end of my nose with his teeth. He stood upright and looked down my body.

"Can I see your scars?" he asked as he ran his finger across my belly.

I looked at the door, then back at Dominic. "Okay," I said.

I couldn't help but blush a little as I pushed down the blankets and pulled up my gown, exposing my naked torso to my boyfriend.

"You got yourself a little shave," he laughed, pointing to the shaved patch above my pubes where they went in with the scope.

"I'm glad they didn't landscape the entire thing," he joked as he gave my pubes a little tug, causing me to jump a little.

"Ow!"

"Well, I see this still works," he said as he tweaked the head of my half-hard dick. It surged to full erection just from his brief touch.

He grabbed it around the base and wiggled it around and started to laugh and I swatted his hand away. I laughed and pushed the gown back down and pulled the blankets up.

"Nic. You know, the doctor said I can't have any 'strenuous activity' for two days. What are you going to do?" I asked with a sly grin.

"Well, I guess I will have to borrow that movie of yours, and take matters into my own hand, so to speak. I'll ask your parents where you keep it."

Dominic tried to keep a straight face, but he couldn't hold it in. I couldn't help but laugh with him. We laughed so hard, we had tears running down our faces. Every time our laughter started to die down, one of us would start back up. We were still laughing when my parents came in.

Mom smiled at the two of us and Dad's scowl softened some when he saw us laughing. He took a deep breath and let it out, walked up to Dominic and held out his hand.

"I'm sorry about what I said earlier," he said with a forced smile. "I just don't want to see my boy get hurt. But I suspect you're gonna be around for a while, so we're gonna have to try to get along."

Dominic shook Dad's hand. I was grinning and trying not to laugh at the thought that Dad was shaking the hand that was just fondling my penis.

"I promise I would never hurt Scotty," Dominic said.

Dad nodded and then moved back to Mom's side. He looked at my grinning face and he chuckled to himself and smiled back at me.

"Thanks, Dad."

The three of them stayed until visiting hours were over. They made small talk and seemed to get along okay. I could tell that Dad was still uncomfortable, but he was making an effort. That was all I could ask of him. I hoped that after some time, both of my parents would grow to love Dominic like I did.

Doctor Murray came back in just as they were about to go. He pulled my gown up and looked at my stitches. Mom turned her back when my dick came into view, but I still blushed beet red. Dad and Dominic both seemed to be interested in what was going on down there, but from completely different points of view I imagine.

The doctor pulled off the dressings and put down new ones.

"No signs of infection," he said. "You can go home first thing in the morning."

Mom kissed my forehead and Dad squeezed my shoulder.

Dominic came over and pushed my hair back as he leaned into me. "I'll be back tomorrow morning to take you home, Scotty," he said.

"Hurry back," I whispered.

He bent down and gave me a quick peck on the lips, then whispered into my ear, "I love you, cub."

"Love you, too."

* * *

Dominic picked me up the next morning. He opened the car door for me and helped me get in and got me buckled up.

I called work and took a week off and Dominic decided that I should stay at his place. We stopped at my place and I packed a suitcase and my toilet kit and then were were off to his house.

"I can walk, you know," I frowned as he guided me into the house and to the couch.

"Don't argue with me, boy," he growled with a scowl. But then his face softened and he kissed my forehead. "Just let me take care of you, okay?" he added quietly.

How could I argue with that? I simply nodded. "Thank you," I said before I kissed his cheek.

Dominic took the day off work and basically waited on me hand and foot, even though I felt perfectly fine.

After a couple of days of that, I was going out of my mind. Dominic was driving me crazy, treating me like a child. And then there was the teasing, albeit unintentional. He would kiss and touch me and hold me, but he wouldn't touch me where I needed it the most. And god forbid if I even made a move towards his crotch.

It had been nearly a week and my shy little hints weren't working. When we were getting ready for bed that night, I decided tonight I would have him. He wouldn't be able to resist me.

I took a shower and cleaned myself up until I was squeaky clean all over. While Dominic was in the bathroom, I got undressed and I slipped on his favorite jockstrap, the black one with the tight pouch. My dick was so hard in anticipation that I had trouble stuffing it into the snug pouch. I pushed the blankets down and laid on my belly in the middle of the bed. My dick throbbed in anticipation. I folded my arms under my head, laid my cheek on my arms and spread my legs a little bit.

Dominic came out of the bathroom rolling a swab in his ear. "Baby, I--"

He froze when he saw me. I watched his eyes glass over. His dick started to rise. A little grin spread across my face. Oh yeah, I was going to get some tonight.

"God damn, you are a sexy little cub," he groaned as he tossed the swab into the trash.

I looked into his blue eyes and pleaded. "I need you, Dominic. Please. I'll die if I don't have you inside me tonight. Please don't leave me like this."

"Fuck, boy. You make me hard as fucking steel when you beg."

I looked down at his crotch. His cock was now fully erect, pointing towards the ceiling. I couldn't help but lick my lips. It jerked and the foreskin pulled back as it burped pre-come out of the slit. It ran down in a little river down his length. I drew in a sharp breath and my hole puckered in anticipation of what was to come. I swallowed the saliva that began pouring into my mouth.

Dominic moved onto the bed and crawled between my legs. I spread them apart for him. He hovered over me on his hands, while lowering his hips. His dick lightly brushed back and forth against the crack of my ass. I gasped and a shudder ran through my entire body.

I started to turn over, and Dominic moved so that I could get onto my back. I brought my hands up to his beefy arms and squeezed tight. I closed my eyes as he lowered his face to mine. His lips gently brushed against my lips. As he kissed me, he lowered his body onto me. His furry chest and stomach pushed into me and I moaned. I ran my hands up his arms to his fuzzy shoulders. I grabbed at his back and held him tight to my body. He was being so gentle with me, but I didn't want gentle. Not this time, any way.

"Dominic? Will you..."

My breath caught in my throat and I felt color rising on my cheeks.

"What, boy? Tell me what you want."

"I want," my voice was barely above a whisper. "I want you to hold me down and give it to me... hard."

I closed my eyes and tried to breath deeply. I felt Dominic's hand on my chin. I opened my eyes to see his lusty eyes staring back at me.

"I love you, Scotty," he said. "I just fucking love you. So fucking much. And now I'm gonna give you what you want, boy."

Dominic grabbed the waistband of my jock and gave it a sharp tug. He pulled it off me and tossed it down onto the floor. He kicked my legs apart with his knees and leaned over me. He was so freaking sexy. I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him down to me and kissed him.

Dominic grunted into my mouth and kissed me back hard. He pulled back and I moaned in disappointment, trying to pull him back to me.

"Turn over," he growled. "Hands and knees."

I scrambled to get onto my hands and knees. Dominic moved behind me and ran his hands down my back. A shiver went up and down my spine as his large, rough hands squeezed and stroked my ass.

SLAP!

Dominic's hand hit my ass cheek so hard I know that he left a hand print. I moaned and my entire body convulsed. Another smack and I was having trouble staying on my hands. He slapped the other cheek twice. I moaned and collapsed onto my forearms, pressing my cheek into the bed. My cock lurched and dripped a blob of pre-come onto the bed.

His hands rubbed soothing circles around my stinging cheeks. I felt him move and shift away from me, but he wasn't gone long. He spread my cheeks apart and then I felt his bearded face in the crack of my ass as his tongue swiped across my hole.

"Nic!"

Dominic noisily and sloppily ate my ass. He grunted and hummed as his tongue swirled and licked. When he tightened the slick muscle and pushed it inside me, I thought I was going to lose it. My cock was so hard it ached. My sack pulled tight and my nuts contracted up into my body.

"Mmm," Dominic hummed, making the sound he makes when he eats a particularly delicious dessert. He kissed my ass cheek, then bit it. He bent over me to get to the nightstand. He yanked the drawer open and it clattered to the floor, spilling the contents all over.

"Fuck," he mumbled.

I turned my head and watched jump off the bed and bend down and pick up the bottle. He snapped open the cap and poured a generous amount onto his fingers. He got back onto the bed behind me and slicked my crack up. His fingers made circles around my relaxed sphincter, then two of them pushed into me.

"Such a good boy," he whispered. "Gonna make us both feel good."

He pushed a third finger into me and I moaned and pushed back against his hand. He pulled out and slapped the head of his cock against my hole over and over.

"Dominic, please," I whispered, not caring that I sounded like I was begging, because I was. "Put it in me. I want you so bad. Make me come, Nic. Make me come with your big cock."

"Oh, you little slut," he husked. "I'm gonna give it to you good."

Dominic jerked my hips back and up and I moved up onto my hands. He poured a little more lube into my crack, then proceeded to slick his bone up. He lined up the head with my hole and pushed into me slowly and steadily, not stopping until he was completely buried inside me. He bent over and kissed between my shoulder blades.

He reared back and slid his hands down to my waist. He slowly pulled back until the head was about to slip out of me. He paused for a second and then snapped his hips forward hard. I screamed as the head of his cock stabbed and rubbed along my prostate.

"Fuck me," I moaned.

Dominic let out a sound that was like a groan and a roar combined. I gripped the sheets with my fists as he pulled back. He slammed forward again. My cock lurched and spurt pre-come onto the bed. My nuts pulled up even tighter. Dominic held my waist in a death grip as he began slamming his cock into me.

I couldn't hold back any longer. "I'm coming!" I cried out as my body tensed and then released. I choked back a sob of pleasure as my dick jerked over and over, spraying a huge load all over the sheets below me.

"Oh fuck!" Dominic shouted as my ass contracted around him.

He pulled away and flipped me onto my back. He pushed my knees up and apart. He shuffled closer to me and pushed his cock into my ass. He fell forward onto his hands and then grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head. I wrapped my legs around his ass as he started to pound into me.

My dick responded to the pressure inside my ass and the rubbing of his hairy belly against it. I still was wet and slippery from the huge load I shot. I was soon hard as a rock as his belly rubbed back and forth along it. I moaned and arched my back up to him. He growled and tightened his grip on my wrists.