Page 56 of Breaking Free

When he disappears into the back for a while, I choose that time to go to the bathroom, locking myself in one of the stalls. I turn the volume down on my phone and bring up a porn site, but while I watch two guys going at it, I imagine it’s me and Dom. I think about what it would be like to have him slide into my ass. Then I wonder how it would feel to be inside of him. Thoughts of him fucking my mouth flash in my head, and I realize now that my eyes are closed and all I’m thinking about is the times I’ve had with him. My erection is rock hard in my hand, and I’m nearly close to coming.

“Fuck,” I hiss, letting go.

I exit out of the porn and open my camera up. Before taking a picture, I decide to do him one better. I slide it to video and record a short clip of me stroking my dick. Pre-cum glistens at my tip, and I slide my thumb across it before turning the camera to face me while I lick the arousal from my finger.

I send it to him before fixing my pants and buttoning them back up, my dick still painfully hard and tucked behind the waistband of my boxer-briefs.

Leaning against the wall of the stall, I try to think about anything other than him so my dick can start to soften. Less than a minute later, the door to the bathroom opens with a squeak and heavy footsteps march in.

“Trevor.” Dominic growls my name.

I unlock and open the door, only for him to force himself inside and push me against the wall. He grabs my face and devours my mouth in a brutal kiss. It doesn’t last nearly long enough, but it definitely brings my cock raging back to life.

He pulls away, staring into my eyes as he adjusts himself quickly before turning and leaving. Before the door closes, he says, “I’ll be there.”

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I decide notto stick around until closing time. After confirming with Dominic my address so he can get there on his own, I leave Three Sheets and head home.

Around a half an hour before he’s set to be here, he texts me.

Dom:I’ll be leaving in a little while. Do me another favor?

Me:What’re you gonna do for me?

Dom:You know I’m willing to do any and everything. I’ll make you feel good. Don’t worry about that.

Me:What is it?

He doesn’t respond right away, probablycaught up with work, but I hold my phone, grinning like a fucking idiot at his last message.

Dom:I’m assuming you don’t have any toys yet, but you can use your fingers. Show me how you’re preparing yourself for my cock.

Me:Are we doing that tonight?

Dom:Regardless of what we do tonight, you’ll need to be ready for me soon.

I don’t tellhim that he’s wrong—that I do have a toy. I actually went out and got one earlier today from the next town over that has a sex toy shop. It’s nothing compared to the size of Dominic’s dick, but it’s something. I’ve been doing research on what to do and what to expect, so I’ve already cleaned everything that needs to be cleaned.

Pulling out the smooth, black silicone toy, I make sure to wash it and then grab the lube I bought at the same place. It only goes in about four and a half inches, but looking at the slightly curved shape makes me nervous. It’s supposed to be a good prostate massager, but I can’t even think about turning on the vibrations yet.

I strip out of my pants and boxer-briefs and lie across the bed, pulling up a porn video on my phone. After a few minutes of stroking myself to a clip of a man who’s fucking himself with a dildo, I squirt some lube on my hand and start with penetrating myself with my finger before moving on to the toy.

It’s nearly ten minutes before I feel comfortable sliding it in and out at a slow pace, but it doesn’t feel bad.

I remember Dominic wanting visual evidence, so I set my phone on my nightstand, propped against the lamp, and spin around to give him a better view.

I’ve never recorded myself like this. Hell, I’ve never done this, but of course I’m willing to do it for him. I want nothing more than to be able to take him in my ass, and it’s not like he hasn’t been acquainted with every part of me already.

Still, I feel nervous as I slide the toy in and out while lying on my back. I angle to the side a little, pushing it in with one hand as I stroke myself with the other. I moan, enjoying the pleasure.

I edit the video to right under a minute and send it to him without any text. While I wait for his reply, I keep fucking myself with the toy, finding I love it more with each passing second.

Five minutes later, my phone lights up with a FaceTime call from Dominic.

“Hey,” I greet, holding the phone over my face as I continue to lay on the bed.

“You’re trying to kill me, aren’t you?” His face is barely visible, shrouded in the dark.