A Hard Day's Night

It was twelve o'clock at night in the Himaru residence. Himaru was sitting on the sofa, flicking through the channels. However, he was only half paying attention as his mind was elsewhere. Dom hadn't come home yet and since he was never this late, Himaru was getting worried. All of a sudden, Dom came busting through the door, singing at the top of his lungs. Himaru was baffled at the sight he was seeing. Dom must have gone to the bar as his breath reeked of booze.

"Dom, sweetie, are you all right?" Himaru asked with worry in his voice.

Dom just kept on singing, "I'm too sexy for my shirt, so sexy that it..." Before he could finish, he tripped over the sofa while trying to remove his shirt.

"Dom, are you okay?" Himaru pleaded as he advanced towards Dom.

Just then, Dom grabbed Himaru and pulled him to the ground for a hot, passionate kiss. Himaru was surprised by this at first. However, he could not fight his urges and he too began to kiss back. They rolled around the floor, their mouths firmly pressed against one another, their tongues battling for dominance. Himaru wanted to win this battle, but Dom's brash unpredictable moves gave him the edge as he suddenly rolled to a position where he pinned Himaru to the ground.

Dom, who was already shirtless due to his drunken singing, was now removing Himaru's shirt. Once removed, Dom began to run his tongue up and down Himaru's stomach and chest. He tried to hold it in, but Himaru couldn't help but let out a little moan of pleasure. Hearing this only spurred Dom on. He bit onto Himaru's belt, and with a swift couple of movements, the belt was undone.

"How did you do that?" Himaru asked.

"Let's just say I'm full of surprises, sweetheart," Dom replied with a cheeky grin upon his face.

Once again they embraced each other in another passionate kiss. This time, Himaru's hands began to go for a stroll, caressing Dom's back. This made Dom's manhood excited. Feeling this against his thigh, Himaru's attention quickly changed to Dom's hardening erection. Himaru unzipped Dom and let his trousers snake free. Dom's penis was a fascinating specimen – it was large, thick and throbbing. It was tempting Himaru to give it a lick, and how could he say no? Himaru's lips wrapped around Dom's enormous phallic member and began to suck as hard he could. To assist in his efforts, Dom grabbed the back of Himaru's head and shoved it forward with full force until Dom's cock started jabbing at the back of Himaru's throat. Himaru almost gagged at the force, but he remembered the basic rules of how to please a man: cradle the balls, work the shaft and swallow the gravy. Before long, Dom shot out his load like a fire hose all over Himaru and down his throat. They were exhausted and lying on the sofa spooning.

"Why were you drunk? You never drink," Himaru whispered into Dom's ear.

"I thought it was my pee, but it was actually vodka," replied Dom as he let out a fart and drifted into a deep sleep.

"Why do I stay with him?" Himaru wondered as he turned on the TV to watch Naruto, until he too slipped away into a world of dreams.