Ethan and Dominic (manxman) Short Story

For AmbrsPage…hope you like where I took your idea, xoxo 

Ethan and Dominc are friends, the best of friends since they were practically in the womb. Hell, their parents were even best friends. So naturally both boys grew up together sharing everything, a unique bond that was unbreakable by anyone or anything. Each boy grew into men and their attraction to each other grew as well. When they both announced their sexuality to their parents, each parental unit hoped that one day both boys would get together, and their budding relationship looked promising until their senior year in high school. That  was when Ethan, the smaller and more sensitive of the two drew into himself. He became even more introverted than he already was, and Dominic tried everything to get him to open up. But Ethan was prone to panic attacks and Dominic just let it rest but he refused to lose Ethan and watched out for his love from behind the scenes. They went on to go college and Dominic became a very promising up and coming Surgeon, and Ethan became a world renown chef owning one of the most popular five star eateries in their area. It wasn’t until someone from their past showed up and caused Ethan ordered little world to be turned upside down and he fell apart. And Dominic was there as always to piece Ethan, the object of his affections back together again. Read their story and enjoy a little bit of romance and a tale of healing by a lifetime of love.

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Chapter 1

Ethan and Dominic

Chapter 1

Ethan…

(La Casa Restaraunt––––>)

Fear and disgust paralyzed every muscle in my body. I stood still as a statue as I tried to take in the unbelievable scene on the main floor of my restaurant. I couldn’t believe it was him. Why, oh why, of all the fine dining establishments in this city did that sadistic prick have to show up in, why mine? He must know that La Casa belonged to me? And yet there he was all decked out for the evening and preening in front of his colleagues that were seated at my V.I.P. table waiting expectantly for me, the head chef, to work my magic and cook for them right there at their tableside grill. Well, I couldn’t do it, I wouldn’t do it. I would rather drop dead before I served that asshole in my establishment. I glanced out once more and felt the bitter memories surge to the forefront of my mind and catapulted me right back to my senior year of high school, the year my life shattered into a million pieces.

 To the day that bastard took everything from me to be precise, those dark painful moments that caused me withdraw even further into my shell and not even Dominic, my best friend could have come close to drawing me back out again, even to this day. I have never been able to muster up the nerve to tell Dominic what Corey Engle had done to me on that life changing day. I never told a single soul what had happened on in that janitorial closet at the end of the senior’s hallway. When the son of a bitch had thought it was funny to violate the one of the only outed gay boys in the senior class. It was the one and only day that Dominic had missed a day of school and wasn’t there shadowing my every footstep like he normally does even now.

Someone snapped their fingers in front of my face effectively drawing me out of my tormented recollections. I jumped and let out the breath I didn’t realize I was holding.  “Chef, your diners are waiting for you.” My right hand sous chef told me and I looked at her and tried my best not to start hyperventilating, but I failed miserably as I groaned and leaned over to clutch my knees. My stomach contents churned and bubbled up my throat and I could taste the bile trying to surge forward and choke me. Nobody knew who Councilman Engle really was and what he is capable of. I began to panic and my sous chef started fluttering her hands nervously and called for some more of my staff for assistance. They managed to get me into my office and someone shoved a glass of water into my hand, but it was shaking so badly that I spilled half the contents onto the tiled terracotta floors.

“Someone call Dominic, he will know what to do.” I heard Melanie, my hostess call out to someone in the middle of my epic meltdown. I mewled and curled into myself wrapping my arms tightly around my body as helpless tears streamed down my cheeks. God, I felt like a pitiful loser letting just the sight of that man reduce me to this blubbering mess. I heard Carlos, my other chef bark out orders and everyone scattered to obey his instructions. My staff was a loyal handpicked group, but I only wanted and needed one person right at this moment. The only person that would be able to calm me down and made me feel safe. Melanie tried feeding me sips of water to soothe me down some, but I refused to open my mouth in case I vomited all over her and myself.

It seemed like hours passed before I heard that deep baritone telling people to let him through before my office door swung wide open and there he stood. All six foot and six inches of him, his coal black hair was windblown and disheveled, and his forest green eyes pinpointed themselves on my pale pinched features with laser precision. I wanted to run to him, I wanted to plaster my entire diminished five foot and five inch frame against his and draw on the comfort I so desperately needed from him, but I was afraid to be touched. That bastard had made me this way. And I much as I wanted to be held by the one person I knew in the depths of my soul would never hurt me. I still couldn’t bring myself to do it, and I burst into tears over the depressing knowledge of my weakness.

Dominic shooed everyone out of the room and closed the door behind the last person’s back. I just sat there and rocked myself back and forth unable to make eye contact with him as he cautiously made his way to my side. He knelt down in front of me and rested his huge forearms his on his knees and he looked up into my distressed tear streaked face. After years of dealing with me and nuances he knew not to touch me because it would just send me into another panic attack. “Ethan, what happened, can you tell me what’s wrong?” He quietly whispered and I keened and vigorously shook my head no.

I never wanted him to know my secret shame, I never wanted him to see me as some defiled and violated used up boy toy. I couldn’t tell him what Corey had done to me. He would ruin his prominent career as an up and coming surgeon by attacking the popular Councilman. I knew he would do it without question and nothing good would come from it. So I stayed quiet and continued to rock back and forth, trying to get a hold of myself and my frayed emotions.

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Dominic…

(Lionel Clerc..image of what Dominic would look like—–>)

I must admit that when my receptionist had called me out of my examination of my last office patient of the day for an important phone call, I was truly expecting it to be the Hospital calling me in for an emergency case or something in regards to one of my hospitalized postoperative patients. I didn’t expect the panicked Hostess of La Casa to be calling me and telling me that Ethan was in distress. And with that piece of news, there was nothing that could have held me back when I shrugged out of my white lab coat and jogged to my office to grab my suit jacket and my car keys. I had barely checked to make sure I had my wallet and cell phone before rushing out of my private practice hollering over my shoulder to my office staff to lock up and go home.

It was a flipping miracle that I didn’t get a traffic ticket on the way to over here to Ethan’s Restaurant. And I was trying to divert my overactive imagination from what could have triggered Ethan’s panic attack by thinking back to the day when he opened the doors to La Casa for the very first time. I was so proud of him. He had always enjoyed cooking so it wasn’t a surprise that after we graduated high school that he chose to go to culinary school as well as the state college to earn his MBA in business and become a renowned chef in his industry at only twenty-six years old.

While I went off to Medical School, I made sure that we weren’t far away from each other.  He had become even more delicate and vulnerable, and it screamed out to that protective side of me. Then after Ethan finished up with his studies and started apprenticing as an entry level chef in New York, I transferred to make sure I would always be there to watch out for him as usual. Then, I completed my surgical rotation and followed him home. I went into a group practice after interning as an ER physician and he apprenticed with a famous Italian chef at a five star eatery. Soon he was starry eyed and babbling nonstop about opening his own restaurant and his vision for what he wanted it to be. It was one of the only times I have ever witnessed him so animated. He would pounce on me in his excitement and send my heart rate through the roof. Then sadly he would realize he was touching me and immediately backed off flushing so enticingly from head to toe.

Silently I sat there willing him my strength and studying his trembling frame and the dejected droop of his head and shoulders. I couldn’t help the frustration that boiled in my chest. I have loved this person in front of me ever since we were paired together in our seventh grade science lab and I took a really good look at him for what really seemed like the first time in our long friendship. I was paying more attention to the top of his honey blond head and too busy wondering how a boy could be so delicate and pretty. And so distracted by my new feelings towards Ethan I had added too much hydrogen peroxide to our beckon causing it to bubble over creating a mess at our station, and that was when I saw those big golden hazel eyes in a new light and I was forever his from that day on.

“Ethan, come on, calm down and talk to me. Tell me what’s wrong.” I softly cajoled and watched as he drew a ragged breath before shaking his head at me again.

I wanted so much just to pull him into my arms and cradle him against my chest. Every protective and possessive instinct that I had screamed for me to do it. But I refrained, I just stayed where I was and let the storm pass, then hopefully I will take him home and watch over him. This wasn’t his first panic attack and I am sure it won’t be his last. I just wished he trusted me enough to tell me what’s triggering them, that and his aversion about being touched. He has always been shy, but in the past as we were growing up, he didn’t panic or cringe when I brushed my arm against his or even if I outright held his hand.

I did a lot of hand holding with him right up until our senior year in school. Then all of a sudden one day Ethan just seemed to withdraw into himself, even from me. And no amount of questioning or cajoling on my part could get him to talk to me about what was he bothering him during our last few months of school. Nobody knew what happened to him, none of our mutual friends at least.

But in my gut, I knew something did happen, but he stubbornly refused to tell me no matter how I had begged him. So seeking not to stress him out even more, I let it go and just offered whatever support I could.  Ethan is the love of my life. I would lay down my life just to see his gorgeous smile. So I sat there and patiently waited for him to simmer down so that I could take him home, feed him, and put him to bed. He was the picture of exhaustion.

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

Ethan…

(Dominic’s Bedroom—––>)

My eyelids fluttered and I tried to open them but they felt so heavy, and I am so tired. I feel like I could sleep for the next month straight. But my mind had other ideas as it dragged me into consciousness. Finally, my eyes opened to a darkened room and my brows creased as my gaze adjusted to the dimness. This wasn’t my room, and I shot up into a sitting position in the middle of the huge bed where I was sleeping just moments ago.

 Shaking off the dizziness that overtook me from moving so fast, my anxiety levels shot up, and it was getting ready to hurl itself out of the starter’s gate when I heard the unmistakable sound of shuffling fabric. The sound was followed by a breathy groan. I leaned forward and focused my gritty gaze towards the area the noise generated from. And there in the corner, Dominic’s large frame was folded into the reclining chair by the curtained window. He was fast asleep and I knew his spine was going to protest from the angle in which he was presently pretzeled into.

The vivid images of yesterday’s events came rushing back to me, and I wanted to just curl up and die with mortification and self disgust. I despaired about the fact that after all these years that asshole still had the ability to drive me into an emotional upheaval. I needed to be stronger than this. I needed to man up and stop cowering and hiding my filthy little secret. This shit was hindering my life, and not just mine, but Dominic’s life as well.

I can’t even count the times that gorgeous big man, my knight in shining armor has ridden to my rescue. Picking at the satin comforter that was wrapped around my slender body, I studied his sleep flushed figure. He was absolutely perfect.  A magnificent chiseled Adonis come to life.

All my life I had entertained fantasies of him making me his, and that dream shattered and wilted the day Corey stole my innocence and left me broken and bloody on that damp concrete floor. The bastard laughed as he zipped up and told me I was a good fuck for a fag and he just might be tempted to do it again. His evil chuckle still resounded in my brain as he was strutted off never knowing he ruined everything for me that day.

My skin felt tight and a cold sweat broke over the surface of my flesh. I felt dirty all over again and as quietly as I could manage it, I scooted of the gigantic bed. The plush navy carpeting swallowed my bare feet and muted the sounds of my footsteps as I hunted for the bathroom. I peeked through a half opened door and saw pristine white tiles and I scurried over and into the ensuite bathroom. I slowly closed the door with a quiet little click and turned the lock.

It’s not that I didn’t trust Dominic; I was just tired of him seeing me when I am in the weakest moments of my existence. I couldn’t even call what I was doing living. I merely existed. The only high points in my life was the beautiful being on the other side of the door, our parents, La Casa, and my awesome staff.

Stripping out of my crumpled clothes, I looked around for something, anything to put on so I wouldn’t have to jump back into my wrinkled dirty clothes. Now naked, I made my way to the glass shower and almost did a happy dance to see a fluffy dark green terry cloth robe hanging on a peg next to the stall, as well as fresh towels and wash clothes neat folded on a shelf. I stepped under the hot spray of water and let the heat seep into my tired muscles. The water cascaded over my body and I released a deep sigh before grabbing Dominic’s body wash and popping the cap. A smile played around my lips as I inhaled the fresh sandalwood scent of his body wash. His scent always calmed me on one hand, but it also excited me on the other.

Dominic has been the one constant in my life, my rock and my best friend. He has never failed me and I steadfastly refused to blame him for not being there that day. Corey took full advantage of Dominic’s absence like the bottom feeder that he is. I had no idea that the asshole had me in his sights. No one did, and that in it had kept me quiet. Before that incident, the golden child, the jock, the Captain of the soccer team showed no interest in me until that fateful day he threw me into that dank closet and spewed all his vile and projected all his self hate onto me. The asshole would never admit that he was gay therefore it made him the biggest homophobe there was, and he targeted me, blaming me for bringing that part of him out. I mean how weak can you be. He violated me, beat me, and used me all because he was attracted to me and that was so deplorable to him that he felt better by breaking me down. And now after all these years, all this time when I was slowly working on putting all my pieces back together again, he has to come along to scatter them to the four winds again.

My hands shook and my jaw clenched with the pent up anger and frustration I was feeling. Now, Dominic was going to expect answers. I had managed to brush him off before but now I knew he wasn’t going to take no for an answer. As I rinsed the scented soap from my body I wondered if I should tell him. I knew that I needed to do something. I needed to take back the power that Corey stole from me. It was as obvious as the sun rising in the sky. I won’t be able to do anything and move on if I didn’t and damn it, I deserved to be happy too.

If I was honest with myself, I would admit that I loved Dominic. Not just as my friend, but as my world. My partner and my everything. Always have and always will, he was the one for me, but again Corey stepped in and destroyed that. Dominic would go off the deep end, I know this. He would go right to Corey and punch him in the face and Corey the prick, will stop at nothing to ruin Dominic. He was in a position as a City Councilman and he used that to his sole benefit. The poor unsuspecting people that voted him into office had no idea who the man was behind that megawatt smile. An over privileged pampered homophobic rapist.

I turned off the water and grabbed a warm fluffy towel and dried the excess moisture from my skin. I slipped into the oversized robe and it literally swallowed me, but I couldn’t help but inhaling Dominic’s unique scent from the soft material deep into my lungs. I felt a tingle in the base of my balls, and I stood there for a minute to let the feeling soak further up the shaft of my half hard dick. At least I still knew that the equipment worked even if my mind didn’t allow my body to do anything about it.

Sighing with resignation that I couldn’t hide out in the bathroom any longer. I dropped the towel in the hamper and rinsed my mouth with mouthwash before I opened the door and stepped into the now empty bedroom. I looked around but Dominic was no longer in the room. The bed was made and there were folded clothes sitting on the edge of the bed. I put down my clothes from yesterday and shook out the clean ones and looked at them. They were both a little too big, but I guess if I pulled the string on the sweatpants it would do in helping me keep them on. I quickly dropped the robe and got dressed; there was nothing I could do about going commando. I carried the robe back and hung it in its place in the bathroom and grabbed my bundle of dirty laundry.

This wasn’t the first time being in Dominic’s house, it was just my first time being in his bedroom and this was not how the scenario had gone down in my dreams. The closer I got to the kitchen was the stronger the scent of freshly brewed coffee became and the sizzle of bacon could be heard. And my stomach woke up and took notice by growling. I stood in the entrance of the kitchen and watched Dominic the stove. He was like poetry in motion. His hair was still wet and he was dressed as casually as I was but his shirt stretched across those shoulders was like second skin as it clung to the defined muscles as the flexed and moved so hypnotically as he went about preparing our breakfast.

Tearing my eyes away from his beautiful form, I turned and headed for his laundry room down the hall. The washer was empty so I put my clothes in and a few of his that were sitting in the basket there as well. I started the machine and turned around and my hand flew to my chest as I stumbled backwards.

“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. I heard you when you closed the washer’s lid and came to see if you were alright.”   His deep baritone washed over my already frayed nerves and I managed to give him a weak smile.

“Come on, breakfast is ready.” He said as he turned and I followed him back into the brightly lit kitchen.

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

Dominic…

(Jordan Coulter…image of what Ethan would look like—–>)

Everything Ethan did was so innocently sexy that it was simply torture to sit here and do something as mundane as eating breakfast. The parting of those plush pink lips as he bit into his bacon. Or how his little pink tongue would snake out of his mouth and swipe his juicy bottom lip after he took a sip of orange juice had my cock jerked painfully in my pants. Thank God that I was sitting on the opposite side of the table from him. There was no hiding the tenting of my sweatpants.

 

He hasn’t said much during the entire meal and I was teetering on a fine line whether I should push him or not about what had sent him into his panic attack last night. I got the feeling that if I kept coddling him and waiting for him to open up about it, that he never would. I just wanted to help him through whatever it is that is triggering his fear. I didn’t want to go behind his back and ask his staff about the events of last evening. What was he doing before he went into distress? Who was he talking to and so forth? He needed to trust me and speak up, but yet I didn’t want to hurt his feelings or lose his friendship.

 

I knew he was hyper aware of my presence, because he kept glancing at me from under the fringe of those long and thick  lashes of his. We finished up and cleared away the dishes in companionable silence. When I closed the dishwasher and straightened up I came face to face with his unfocused stare.  He was staring right at me and I had to fight the smug satisfaction that almost had me preening with the knowledge he might find me physically attractive.

 

I mentally shook myself and gathered my thoughts. Now was not the time for naughty fantasies. So I stood up to my full height and gave him the most serious look I could muster. “Come on buddy, let’s have a seat in the den.” I said as I waved my hand in the general direction of the room I had just suggested.

 

Ethan stared intently at me for a moment then he seemed to deflate just a bit with the fact that he already guessed what the topic was that I wanted to discuss with him. And I watched sadly as his slender shoulders drooped a little lower. He quietly stepped past me and proceeded to make his way  towards the den area of my house. I wasn’t far behind him and as he stopped in the middle of the room. I parked myself right inside of the doorway just in case he decided to flee instead of opening up to me and discuss what’s going on with him.

 

“Please sit down and relax Ethan, I am not going to bite you or anything.” I cajoled, watching his skittish form as I indicated for him to sit in love seat across from the couch where I intended to seat myself. I sat down and waited patiently for him to follow my lead. Once he was seated, my eyes roamed over every beautiful inch of his body. Ethan was the most perfect being that has ever been created. Even when he was so full of nerves that he was picking his fingers and refusing to make eye contact with me.

 

Waiting until he was settled and comfortable, I schooled my features into what I hoped looked like a no nonsense expression and asked him outright. “So are you going to tell me what last night was about?”

 

Ethan’s eyes never attempted to make contact with mine, his agitation was clearly stamped across his pretty face and in his tense shoulders. But I refused to back off as I have always done in the past, not this time. This time Ethan was going to tell me what’s wrong, we are  going to face his fears together. He is too special, too brilliant, and too beautiful to be hiding behind the cook counter in his state of the art kitchen. Now is the time for the both of us to come clean and face up to truth in our lives. And it was with that thought I pushed myself off the sofa and went to kneel in front of him.

 I watched his beautiful golden eyes go round as I took his small hands into mine. I had to hide my surprise when he didn’t immediately draw away from me like I expected him to do. “Ethan, I think its time we talk to each other, we have sent a lifetime skirting our issues.” I said and waited for some kind of response from him.  He just sat there blinking at me like an owl. I couldn’t help but smile at how adorable he looked as he sat there completely at a loss of how to respond to me.

Chapter 5

Chapter 5

Ethan…

(Dominic’s Den———>)

Sliding my gaze away from those intense green eyes, I wanted desperately to drop this conversation and pretend that everything was okay. But I could clearly see that Dominic was not going to let it go, he had that determined look about him. I knew that look very well; it was the same look he got when he is bound and determined to accomplish something.

I studied the rays of golden sunlight as they streaked across the polished hardwood floor. My hands were held securely into one of his big paws, and I felt his warmth and his strength seeping through and warming my entire body. I had no choice but to bare my shame, for he was giving me no other choice, but I wondered what he meant by saying we were skirting our issues. Did he know how I feel about him? Oh God was he disgusted with me. My heart rate spiked and I felt all the blood drain from my face. No, No, this could not be happening.

I flew to my feet and made a mad dash down the hallway, I needed some time, I needed to get away from this, and he hated me. He was disgusted with me and he was just trying to be nice about it. I sobbed as I ran, and I almost made it back into his room where I could lock myself away but my breath whooshed out of my body as something heavy slammed into me from behind. I landed on the plush carpeting just inside the bedroom door but I didn’t feel a thing, I wasn’t jolted in the least and I blinked and looked around to see why.

Both of Dominic’s thick arms were wrapped around my chest and he sprawled above me as his arms and legs took the weight of our fall. “Dammit, Ethan, enough of this shit, enough of the running away from me. God, I love you and I want to help you but all you do is shut me out. How can I be the man you need when you won’t let me?” He all but shouted in my ear and I laid there like a fish out of water.

Did he just say that he loved me, and that he wanted to be the man that I needed? How could that be?

“Ethan baby, talk to me, tell me you don’t want me, tell me that we can only be friends. Tell me something. I can’t do this anymore. I can’t hide my feelings and treat you with kid gloves just in case I send you into some sort of panic. Something is triggering all these negative emotions in you. Is it me? Tell me something…please!” He pleaded and buried his face into the back of my neck and my heart constricted painfully in my chest when I felt the telltale warm trickle of his tears against my skin. Oh God, what have I been doing to this man? My weakness have all but destroyed this precious person.

I waited until he pulled himself together and when he shifted his bulk off of me, I turned and captured his hands in mine. Keeping my eyes closed, I drew in a deep breath and dug deep for the strength to tell him everything. He was right, I have let go and stop letting that asshole ruin my life, but it was easier said than done. When I opened my eyes and looked into those soulful green orbs that were filled with so much pain at the moment. My choice was made right then and there, I stood up and pulled him with me and I held onto his hand as I walked over to his massive bed and sat on the end of the mattress. Tugging him down to sit beside me.

Dominic sat absolutely still and didn’t utter one word as I focused on our joined hands and spilled the horrors of that day in the janitor’s closet. I told him everything. I purged every disgusting detail and how it made me feel right up until I saw Corey again sitting in my VIP section of my dining room last night. I finished my nightmarish tale on a ragged breath. It was then I realized that Dominic was holding my hands so tight that I almost lost feelings in my fingers. My eyes flashed up to his and the pure unadulterated rage that I saw there had me flinging myself into his lap in fear that he was going to get up and go out and find Corey and do him harm.

He was stiff with rage, but I wrapped both my arms and legs around him anyway pushing past my mental issues of touching and being touched. I knew he was thinking that he failed me, I could tell the exact moment when he realized it happened on a day he was not in school.

“Why didn’t you tell me, why didn’t let me know what that bastard did, why carry that pain all this time? I would have helped you.” He sobbed and I could feel my own tears spill over onto my cheeks, hot and bitter with regret.

“I’m sorry.” I whispered in his ear as I continued to rub my cheek against his. I went on to explain how at fault I felt and how dirty and ashamed I was. I told him how I hadn’t wanted him to look at me differently.

“Ethan, I love you. There is nothing, nothing in this world that would change my view of the beautiful person that you are. The one and only person that has captured my heart for all eternity. It was not your fault. There is nothing to feel ashamed about. Corey took something that didn’t belong to him in the vilest way possible. He is hiding his own homosexuality behind his brutal treatment of you. He wants what he can’t have, and it is time he took responsibility for his actions.” He growled and I felt it rumble through my chest, tickle through my tummy and settle in my balls. And oh my, this is new. I thought as I shifted in his lap trying to ease the tingling in my cock.

I felt the huge ridge of Dominic’s semi hard cock under my ass and I peeked up at him to see if he realized what I was doing, and by the knowing smirk on his face, he did. My face immediately lit up in what I was sure was several shades of red. So to divert his attention from the intimate way in which we were seated I got really serious and pleaded with him. “Dominic, promise me you won’t go off half cocked and do something stupid, think of your career and the fact that he is a Councilman now, and after all this time it would be useless to press charges now. Just let it go and if you help me, I want to work through this because I have loved you for years and to hear that you love me too, it’s like a miracle for me.”

His big shoulders lost some of their tension and he leaned back to stare at me with those gorgeous eyes of his. I watched totally amazed as he brought his hands up to my face and cupped my cheeks. His sculpted mouth descended down to my lips and my pulse kicked up and my breathing sped off into realms unknown. And Jesus Christ, his lips met mine and everything around us disappeared. He was my sole focus and his warm wet tongue swept across the seam of my lips as he begged for entrance, of which I immediately granted him.

Dominic’s tongue delved into my mouth and I groaned deep in my chest at the feelings this man was ripping out of me. I thought that having someone this close would scare the ever living life out of me, but no, not this man. He was bringing me back to life. He was my life and damn, he felt amazing. I could feel my long neglected cock shoot up and take notice. Dominic’s impressive member got even bigger as he rutted against my butt, my hips took a mind of their own as I humped him like a little happy puppy. The feel of the rigid abdominal muscles against my now turgid erection felt like paradise to me. I couldn’t stop rubbing myself all over this man, my man.

He groaned and reached in between our bodies and just the brush of his hand against my throbbing shaft did me in. I tore my lips from his and screamed just as the head of my cock exploded and I came all over myself in my pants like a preteen. My balls twitched and my dick jerked as it continued to pump line after line of hot semen into my clothes. I felt Dominic’s big hands as they kept me seated on his lap by holding onto my thrusting hips. Never in my life has something felt so good. My breath stuttered and my muscles released and I slumped forward into Dominic’s massive chest. The man hasn’t even touched me properly yet and I still had the best orgasm of my life, I can’t imagine what it’s going to be like when we do this for real.

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

Dominic…

(Breakfast––––>)

“Damn, he was exquisite.” I thought as he settled against my chest in post coital bliss. Just watching him come apart in my arms, the graceful arch of his back, those slender muscles straining as his body found its release was absolutely breathtaking and hot. I had no choice but to find my own release as his sweet firm ass cheeks ground into my cock and rubbed over my shaft over and over again when he was chasing his completion. I placed a tired but sated kiss on his shoulder. “Come on, baby, let’s get cleaned up and then how about a nap?” I asked as I rose with Ethan still wrapped around me like a vine. He just nodded and clung onto me as I made my way to my ensuite bathroom.

We wound up spending the most of the day in bed; we didn’t go any further than holding each other close and really opening up and talking to one another. It was raw, it was honest, and most of all it was a release. Now neither one of us had to wonder what the other was thinking, or what we had on our minds. Because I was up front and blunt as can be, and although Ethan had some moments during our discussions, feelings that just gutted me to the core. I had a mind to schedule him to see a colleague of mine that I felt he would benefit from. I casually mentioned it to him and braced myself for him to draw away from me. But yet again, he surprised the hell out of me by accepting. Ethan even went as far as asking me to come with him. And of course, I agreed. I would walk into the pits of hell for him and I told him so just to watch his adorable blush spread across his creamy skin.

Evening came and Ethan began making noises about going home, he had called his restaurant to make sure everything was running smoothly. I could tell that he felt extremely guilty about leaving everyone to handle everything while he quietly came apart. But his staff was great and reassured him that everything was fine. Still he wanted to go home so he can get ready to go to work the next day. I relented, but I refused to let him stay by himself and let the shadows of the past threaten haunt him ever again. So I picked out my suit for the office and placed it in the garment bag along with my dress shoes and toiletries. Ethan walked shyly beside me to my car and I opened the door and tucked my precious cargo inside.

Once we reached his townhouse, a few blocks from my home. I pulled into his driveway and hopped out of the car. I opened the door for Ethan and he stepped out and reached in for my clothes. I kissed his pretty pink lips in thanks as I took them from him and walked beside him to his door. He fumbled with his keys but managed to open the door and let us inside. His home was always immaculate. Whenever I had come over in the past either for him to feed the starving intern or just to chew the fat. I never missed the stylish decadence of his organized home. And I knew he was responsible for it all by himself, whereas I had a very efficient maid that came twice a week to make me look like I have my shit together.

We didn’t have to say anything. Ethan pulled me down the hall and we performed our nightly routine of brushing and puffing before bed. I wanted nothing more than to feel his silky smooth skin against mine, so when he attempted to put on a shirt I snatched it from him and threw it over his shoulder back into the closet. He crossed his arms over his gloriously naked chest and pouted. But he didn’t resist me when I drew him into my arms and tucked him off into bed as I snuggled into his side. Sleep wasn’t far off once we settled for the night and I said a final prayer giving thanks that I finally had Ethan in my arms where he belonged.

The next time I opened my eyes, the sun was shining across the plush duvet that covered my body. I immediately reached out for Ethan but my hand brushed against the cool empty sheets instead of his warm body. I lifted my head and peered around the room and still no sign of Ethan. Yawning as I rolled over and stretched almost purring when I felt that satisfying pop in my shoulders and lower back, effectively releasing the tension in those areas. I threw the covers back and was about to stand up when the smell of coffee suddenly permeated the room and I turned to see Ethan standing in the doorway with a laden tray in his arms.

“Wow, breakfast in bed, baby. You are going to spoil me rotten, at this rate I’ll never want to leave this room and your bed, ever.” I stated and like clockwork, he flushed bright red before ducking his head as he shuffled towards the bed.

I relieved him of the heavy tray and my mouth watered at the spread in front of me. My man made me French crepes with strawberry filling, and what looked like a mushroom and cheese omelet. There was fresh orange juice along with the most aromatic coffee I had ever had the fortune to have. My hands greedily reached for the huge coffee mug and the first sip of the dark brew was like heaven. I savored my coffee as I winked at my man in thanks. He just beamed and dug the fork into the omelet. I didn’t complain when he fed me the bite of the delicious food.

After breakfast, all I wanted to do was get back in bed and snuggle the day away with Ethan but we were adults with responsibilities. He went to his closet and I went to shower. We switched off and by the time we were dressed for the day. I was wide awake. I was apprehensive when I dropped him off at the back entrance delivery bay to his eatery. I told him to call me if he caught even so much as a glimpse of the shithead Councilman. He nodded and gave me a shy kiss on the cheek before disappearing through the door.

 With a heavy sigh, I made my way to my office. I had some catching up to do since I blew off my notes and asked a colleague to cover my hospital rounds for me yesterday. I had to catch up on those patients as well. I also had to make an appointment for us with my therapist friend. So I had a full plate today. I parked my car and hit the ground running as I made my way into my office. My office manager wasted no time and she was on my heels the minute I stepped through the door. And my day just got ridiculously busy and even more hectic as the hours passed by.

But as busy I was, my mind found the time to think about Ethan and worry if he was alright. I had to try to temper the rage that was building in my heart against that bastard, Corey Engle. How could he have done it him? How could he look at the gentle soul that is Ethan and violate him that way? I wanted so much to just go find the fucker and give him a taste of his own medicine. I really didn’t give a shit about the repercussions or any fallout from my actions. That son of a bitch needed to stand up and face what he did, and pay for it. My nurse interrupted my thoughts and I was grateful. I shook away the dark musings and resumed my day. I couldn’t wait to meet up with Ethan this evening. He had promised to make me my favorite dish. Finally, I had him, he was going to be mine and I vowed to myself that I will never let anyone or anything hurt him ever again.

Chapter 7

Chapter 7

Ethan…

(Dinner–––––>)

I spent most of my day in the office and made my way through all the invoices and orders that were necessary in order for my restaurant to run like a well oiled machine. I couldn’t help but to keep the little grin off my face. I had managed to tell Dominic everything, every dirty, filthy thing, and he still said that he loved me and he wanted me and that I was the most beautiful thing in his life. I practically floated with that little bit f news. I knew that I wasn’t cured of my anxiety overnight, and I don’t know if I will be able to go all the way sexually with Dominic anytime soon. My mind took me back to this morning and the intense feelings and the shared orgasm we experienced while I was sitting on his lap, and I flushed yet again but with delight and yes, some embarrassment at how wanton I had acted.

Regardless of my actions, it felt awesome, the release and connection I felt with him this morning was unreal. But even with all of that, I don’t know how I would feel to let him penetrate my body. Corey had made sure that it had hurt so bad, my knees buckled and I was hurt and in pain for days afterward. I knew it was wrong comparing the two men, because I knew in my heart Dominic would rather die than hurt me, and besides it was too early in our newfound feelings to be thinking about sex anyway. He was right; I needed to talk to someone. To heal and be the man that he sees me as.

The alarm on my phone chirped and I jumped and looked at the time. I got up and quickly changed my clothes. From my dress slacks to my chef’s clothes and made my way to the kitchen and my personal cook station. I had promised to make Dominic his favorite, chicken Marsala with angel hair pasta. I also had mixed together the sweetened ricotta cream filling the overstuffed cannolis he also adored. The nice white wine I chose to accompany the dish would blend perfectly because I incorporated some of the same wine along with the Marsala wine in the chicken recipe. I got busy making my man his food, nodding here and there barely following the conversations of my staff as they bustled around me. I was totally focused on making my dish perfect.

Once I had everything together, I checked the time. I still had a few minutes before Dominic was due to arrive so I went back to my office to change back onto my slacks and button down shirt. Everything was ready. I walked through the dining area and nodded at a few of my guests as I made my way to one of the private dining rooms. Everything was in perfect order; I was just rearranging some of the place settings when I felt two large hands on my hips. I jumped at first, fully prepared to turn and flee but his expensive cologne drifted over my senses and I immediately felt completely safe as I turned into Dominic’s embrace and buried my face in his neck inhaling his intoxicating scent deeper into my lungs, letting it soothe me even more.

“Hey there, beautiful.” He greeted me with that deep rumble in his voice that just melted my knees every time I heard it. “You smell delicious.” He murmured as he nuzzled the side of my face. His five o’clock shadow scraped against my cheek sending little shivers of delight down my spine. Nope, I don’t think it will be a huge hurdle to overcome for me to intimate with this God of a man.

“Hello how was work today?” I shyly asked as he squeezed me a little tighter, like he found it extremely difficult to let me go. I wasn’t complaining. For far too long I have wondered and dreamed about what it would feel like to he held and seen as something precious by this one man. Corey tried to take that from me, but now I refuse to let him ruin the remainder of my life or determine my happiness.

“My day started out so busy sweetness, but by the end some colleagues of mine from the hospital as well as some of the attorney’s offices in my building met up at a meeting for our annual owners pow wow. I almost forgot that meeting was today.” He said as he guided me towards a chair and I sank down into it. Dominic took the chair and turned it so that he was seated right in front of me. I was curious as to his change in mood when his expression turned serious.

“Now Babe, I don’t want you to panic and I want you to breathe through what I am going to say. One of the legal firms housed in my building has a team of lawyers that represent the city council. And a patient of mine is the father to one of the lawyer’s firm that leases office space in my building. I tentatively approached the attorney and hypothetically questioned him about the you and what Councilman Engle did to you all those years ago. I didn’t mention your name, just his and it seems our good Councilman is being investigated for corruption and embezzlement of city funds. There are also several filed complaints from homosexual staff of sexual harassment and/or abusive treatment both verbally and physically. It is only his family name and money that is hiding those allegations from the public.” Dominic stated and I felt the blood rushing out of my face.

I wanted to run, my panic was threatening to take hold of me but I had promised him that I would make a stand and face my feelings. His words sank in all of what he was explaining to me, and I just shook my head. Corey was really a disgusting piece of work. I was sure he was guilty of all of what was being said about him. I just didn’t know what to do about it. Like Dominic explained, Corey was doing what he does best and that was using his money and his charm to hide the repugnant human being that he really was. “I don’t know what to do about him. It’s been too long for me to step forward now.” I quietly stated just seconds before my head waiter tapped on the door. I called for him to enter and nodded my consent when he asked if we were ready to be served.

Dominic nodded his head; he looked to be thinking something over in his head. “Corey seems to be getting away with his behavior because no one can prove anything. Nothing sticks, it’s his word against his accusers and I wouldn’t put it past him that he is even paying people off to keep their silence.”

I just shook my head. “Anyway, enough if that, I made your favorite.” I said as Josh made his way to our private table skillfully carrying a large tray heaped with steaming dishes. He opened the stool with a flourish and balanced the tray of top. And like the well trained five star restaurant server that he is, he set about spreading our pristine white linen napkins on our laps with a snap of his wrist. He produced dish after dish and I smiled wide as Dominic’s eyes scanned the table and he practically licked those delectable lips of his. I felt the now familiar tingle behind my balls and I smiled even wider. I was a normal human male, and for years Corey made me equate the act of sex as something shameful and dirty, but this Angel sitting across from me was opening my eyes and my heart to a whole new way of thinking.

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Dominic…

(mini tape recorder–––––>)

  please enjoy the video of Savage Garden’s Truly, Madly, Deeply…I think it Fits Ethan and Dominic pefectly.

Leaning back in my chair, I rubbed my overstuffed stomach with one hand while a took a sip of the dry white wine Ethan had selected for our meal with the other hand. I will have to watch myself and hit the gym a little bit more if Ethan continued to cook for me like this. Otherwise I was going to get as big as a house. I set my wine glass back down on the table and checked my watch. Ethan told me ten minutes ago that he was just going to the restroom in his office and he was going to come right back. I wondered if he was alright, he was gone for too long. I quickly pushed the chair back on rose to my feet.

I hustled myself down the short hallway and turned the corner heading towards the back where his office was located. Making my way to the door I sent a silent prayer that he was in there and that everything is alright, I hoped that he was being held up by some issue with his establishment. I turned the doorknob and entered the dim office and closed the door behind me. I heard the telltale sign of running water in the other room and I sighed in relief and walked over to his neatly organized desk and leaned against it as I waited for him to finish up in the washroom.

He came out a few minutes later and by the paleness of his skin, I could immediately tell that something was wrong. I stood up and made my way over to him, he jumped at my sudden movement but I gathered him in my arms and brought him up against my chest. “What’s the matter babe?” I asked as I rubbed soothing circles over his back. I felt his warm breath against the thin fabric of my dress shirt as he took a deep breath and exhaled into my chest.

His slender arms snaked around my waist, and I could help the rush of pleasure I felt having him in my arms like this. “On your way in here, did you see who is seated in the far corner with the loud dinner companions?” He asked and I almost groaned out loud. Damn, that asshole to hell.  He had the fucking audacity to show up here again? That’s two nights in a row; I realized that bastard was trying to intimidate Ethan on purpose. I continued to slowly rub calming circles into the tense muscles of his shoulders and back.

“Baby, trust and believe me when I say that piece of garbage will never ever come nowhere near you ever again.” I gave in my solemn vow and drew him even closer into my tight embrace. Just ignore him we can leave if you want.“ I encouraged, fully on board with getting him the hell away from this situation before it proves to be too much for him.

Ethan took another shaky breath and leaned away from me. “No, I am not going to let him make me run away from my own business, I have spent half my life running from him and the way he makes me feel. He is winning by making me react like that.” He stated and I could feel my heart swell with pride. Imagine it was just a mere twenty four hours ago that Corey’s appearance had sent him into a panic, but after getting the whole mess of sordid details off his chest, here was my resilient man taking a stand.

“Alright babe, then what do you want to do?” I said as I kept him pinned against me. I needed to touch him like I needed my next breath. Ethan went on to ask me about the lawyers I told him about and he drew away from me and went behind his desk and pulled out a draw and brought out a hand held recorder. My respect and pride for this man went through the roof when he explained what he wanted to do. At first my hackles went up because I didn’t want him anywhere near that scum bag, but he came over and patted my chest in effort to calm me down.

I made the call to the one lawyer I spoke to and went over our plan with him and he was completely on board with it. He just asked that we wait until he got there, to make sure nothing was compromised. He stated that he had some leading questions he wanted Ethan to ask Corey during the conversation and that he was bringing a few undercover cops and another colleague with him. I agreed and watched Ethan replace the batteries and call his hostess and Maitre D into the office. He explained that he was expecting some guests and where he wanted them seated. Once they left the office he turned to me and I swept him back into my arms where he belonged.

I continued to hold him and willed my strength into him, but I had to wonder if he needed it. It seemed that for all of Ethan’s appearance and the smaller more vulnerable one, he was the stronger of us both. He was marvelous. He was an absolute treasure and I was more than lucky that I am the one he chose. We were informed when the people we were expected arrived and that Corey hadn’t left. Ass that he was he was probably waiting for another chance to harass Ethan.

Giving him an encouraging kiss, I left his office first and discreetly made my way to the lawyers and what I assumed was some of the undercover officers seated in the booth not far from where Corey and another man were seated. I could hear Corey’s arrogant laugh from here. The other lawyer appeared and told me he went over with Ethan what he needed to get on tape and that he was alright and would be out in a minute.

I sat there sweating bullets, it seemed like forever as I watched Ethan walk over to Corey’s table, the evil smirk on Corey’s face made me want to get up and punch him the his fucking mouth. A heavy hand landed on my forearm and I looked up at one of the beefy cops who must have guessed my thoughts and put a staying hand in me. I nodded my thanks and proceeded to sweat some more. Corey sent the other man away and Ethan sat down. They got into a conversation and Corey leaned over and seemed to be whisper shouting in Ethan’s face, but Ethan just leaned forward and gave as good as he got. I had to wave back a few of the waiters as they spied the quiet argument and they were going to step in and intervene and protect their boss. It warmed my heart that his staff was so loyal.

It wasn’t until Ethan got up and threw his napkin on the table and made a comment to the red faced Corey, that I finally had an my excuse. Corey had jumped up and grabbed Ethan by her supper arm and spun him around and smacked him in the face almost knocking him off his feet, the other surrounding diners screamed and I shot out of my seat faster than I ever thought I could move. I snatched Ethan away from the prick and threw my fist out, and it caught the bastard right in his nose and I heard the satisfying crack before blood gushed out. The asshole squealed like the pig he was and doubled over holding his nose. The policemen rushed forward and I screamed that I wanted assault charges pressed against the prick. I spun around to check Ethan to make sure that he was alright as the police read Corey his rights and dragged him screaming that he would have their badges, and if they knew who they were messing with. I just shook my head and felt like running after them to kick the sun of a bitch into next Tuesday when I saw the angry red mark on Ethan’s beautiful face. He was shaking but he stood tall and gave me a sheepish smile. One I returned and drew him in to kiss his pretty pink lips right there in front of his staff and his guests. I didn’t give a shit. I loved this man with all that was in me and I could be more proud of him than I was in this moment.

We heard someone discreetly clearing their throat behind us and I broke the kiss to see the lawyers still standing there. Ethan reached into his pocket and handed them the tape recorder. They thanked us and told us that we will hear from them tomorrow. They shook our hands and left their cards with Ethan. When they left I watched as he reached into his other pocket and pulled out his cell phone and he pressed stop on the voice recorder. I just laughed and took his hand. Didn’t I say he was smart, now he had his own backup recording of the entire situation not just with Corey bit with the lawyers too? My brilliant baby.

He took the time and reassured his staff and apologized and gave complimentary meals to his patrons before he took my hand and gazed up into my eyes. “Come on big guy, let’s go home.” He said and I leaned over to peck his lips. I couldn’t agree more. Finally, I get my man to myself after all this time, and I look forward to coming home to him for the rest of my life.

The End