dominant

Dallas Winston from Tulsa, Oklahoma

[tgadallaswinston]

subjohnnycakes​:

Dallas expression brought a smile to Johnny’s face and his eyes lit up while he nodded his head slowly. “Yeah, Dal?” Swallowing his normally reserved demeanor, and all the anxiety that came along with it, Johnny leaned over to run his hands up the Dominant’s bare chest, wrapping his arms around Dallas neck. Scooting closer, Johnny leaned in fully for a kiss, their lips connecting slowly. “I love you.”

The part of Dallas that had kept his distance from Johnny for all of these years despite falling in love with him-- because of falling in love with him, the part that protected him at all costs wanted to run. Dallas Winston wasn’t afraid of anything, but he was afraid of hurting Johnny. Of not being good enough. But there was nothing that would hurt the other man more than running right now, and with Johnny so close and touching him... he couldn’t run. Instead, he reached for the other man and kissed back when he was kissed. “I love you too, Johnny,” he admitted against his lips, kissing him again. “Have for a long, long time.”

[tgadallaswinston]

subjohnnycakes​:

“Dally?” Johnny asked, turning over to face the man. “…I love you.”

@tgadallaswinston​

Dallas lifted his head when he heard his name and the words registered faster than he could control his face. His eyes watered and he grinned, then looked away with an inhale through his nose. Did he really just hear that? “Johnny...”

[tgadallaswinston]

what musical artists have you most felt connected to over your lifetime?

The fuck is this “connected to” bullshit? I like classic rock music. 

[tgadallaswinston]

Loud or quiet partners?

Loud.

[tgadallaswinston]

switchalice​:

PM: Mhm, a whole plan and a half. I don’t know about doin’ all of that but I’m bettin’ if I ask nicely, Two’ll make sure y’all get it together to fix whatever y’all trash. She’s…special. To me. She’s special to me. I’m thinkin’ about taking her on a date soon. Hmm, I’m hoping there won’t be anymore shows where she’s concerned but we’ll see. She can be unpredictable. Adrian and Darrean seem like gems. Y’know, Darrean actually messaged me asking if it was okay to take Ames out. I thought that was real sweet. 

Are you sure you’re wanting me to explain all the ways I think you’re a good man, Dal? ‘Cause I’m almost positive you’ll just deny it and stick to bein’ stubborn. You do and you did give me an “uh” to work with- hesitancy wasn’t a far cry. Y’know I’m not scared of you, you’re family. 

PM: Sounds like we’re in for a time. Maybe, guess we’ll find out. Yea, I been seein’ that too. She better be good to ya, that’s what ya deserve. Ain’t neither of ya gals gonna accept anythin’ less. Hope not. They do seem so, wasn’t sure what their angles were but if you’re tellin’ it true, they just might be. He did? Huh. That’s a real richie thing to do, but ain’t no soc ever thought to do shit like that for one’a us before. I’ll keep that in mind. 

You could be right on that. Yea, I reckon you’re right, I did. I know ya ain’t, just like you know I’d never raise a finger at ya or so much as whisper a swear that wasn’t just for fun. He does deserve someone better’n me tho. He does. He deserves someone that can give him a better life, someone that might not break his heart. Even so, I .. ain’t doin’ a great job of stayin’ away from him. Alright? You caught me.

[tgadallaswinston]

switchalice​:

PM: I know, I know. I’ll be bringin’ Jules and I’m hoping she’ll be up for clean-up crew. And it seems like Two will be bringing someone- I’m assumin’ his boyfriend. Maybe Ames will bring Darrean. I’m thinkin’ between all of us, we can make sure y’all don’t tear the room down. He does deserve the best, you’re right about that. I reckon I’ll have to disagree with the second part of that. You’re plenty good, Dal. I know you are. You sound real hesitant. 

PM: So you’ve got a whole plan, eh? Gonna mom out on us? How’s that one treatin’ ya? I caught her li’l attention-seekin’ show the other day or week or whatever. Adrian Mellon, yea, I been keepin’ an eye on those two and I think you’re right there. Ames and that richie, I been watchin’ that too. We’ll see how it goes, I make no promises. Aye. And how do you reckon that? Do I, huh? You’re the first with the balls to call me out on this.

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switchalice​:

PM: I reckon I’ll be makin’ sure we step away from that room only after it’s clean but I get what you’re sayin’. A ghost town, hm? Maybe this is a little presumptuous and maybe you’re just lookin’ to stay in a bigger place with someone familiar but- are you two…seeing each other? 

PM: You would, that’s borin’. Good luck tho, knowin’ who’s comin’ and your little mission of cleanliness there. It’s gonna be hard to keep it all tidy and proper with all’a the boys there. Johnny deserves the best and I ain’t even partly good so no. We uh.. ain’t... seein’ each other. 

[tgadallaswinston]

subjohnnycakes​:

When the growl came, Johnny dug his fingertips into Dallas as hard as he could, head lolling under his shiver. The way that the other moved against him, doing everything so perfectly, drove him absolutely crazy, and the need began to radiate even more from his body. When Dallas began to move down, Johnny moaned loudly, his hands moving to grasp at Dallas hair. “Sir, yes! That’s…I want it. I want you, please Sir.” Johnny bucked when his ass was grabbed, pulling at fistfuls of Dally’s hair. “Yes Sir, you always take the best care of me, you always do!” The sinful last words Dallas managed to mutter sent Johnny into a tailspin, turning him to a whimpering mess. His hips rolled under the weight of his pleasure. “Please, Sir…Dal, I need it. Do it! Fuck me, please. Be rough with me, fuck me up, wreck me Sir, That’s what I want, please! All night. Fuck me all night, Dal, please!”

The sounds that Johnny made and the way that he writhed underneath Dallas only inspired him further and at this point, he wasn’t conscious enough to be a fair Dominant. What he was, was practically in heat. What it meant when it could be said that it went beyond him as a Dominant and reached something primal was that it unwound him in a way that put him in a mental state that was incapable of checking in on his partner, taking his time, or writing this out in his head in scene format. All there was in him was want and desire, and he took what he wanted. There wasn’t any lube-- if they were going to keep having sex, he was going to have to get some-- but there was an unscented lotion nearby that he grabbed, squirted, and coated his own cock with. His hands shook as he grabbed the other man by the hips and pulled him down, sliding himself in without ceremony or warning. Already, his hips found a rhythm of their own and moans began pouring out of him through gritted teeth, all of his muscles tensing as he fought and struggled to both keep Johnny as close as possible and fuck his brains out. In his head, he told himself that nobody would ever touch Johnny like he touched Johnny, nobody else would be able to thoroughly and completely wreck him like this. But with how he felt about  himself, even in this state, he kept those thoughts to himself. “You’re mine tonight, Johnny. You’re so fuckin’ mine. You’re gonna feel me all week, you’re already covered in my marks.” 

[tgadallaswinston]

switchporcelain​:

@tgadallaswinston​ liked your picture.

Thank you for the like, sir!

Yea, no problem. The name’s Dallas, I reckon we ain’t met yet.

[tgadallaswinston]

partyboyparker​:

Ooo. Fun. New York or Tulsa. though I had no idea you spent time in prison, handsome. 

Jail, prison, the police station-- I spend lots’a time at plenty’a the most fun places. New York is where those charges came from, actually. I grew up there. I like Tulsa better. Met a group’a the best there. We was always brawlin’ against the rich folk on the other side’a the tracks. I moved into the bar, lived in a room above the pool hall. 

[tgadallaswinston]

subjohnnycakes​:

When Dallas lips landed against Johnny’s the submissive responded without hesitation. He wasn’t anywhere close to experienced in any of these kinds of things. Dallas had been his first kiss only days before. Even with the air of partial innocence still surrounding him Johnny was aware of the fact that he wanted to continue growing, learning, and exploring with Dallas Winston. He’d loved the man for longer than he could remember, and everything happening between them felt so surreal. His hands traveled over all the parts of Dallas he could reach, and he moved easily with and under the Dominant while he was absolutely manhandled. And, he loved every second of it. When he was bitten, Johnny cried out, not caring to control himself as he immediately began rutting up into Dallas naked body. “Sir, please…” He panted, his mind on overload but his mouth unable to communicate exactly what he wanted. “Please, I need- I need- Please Sir, I need- I want- Dallas please!”

Even if he wasn’t capable of speaking, Johnny still was, and as they rutted against each other’s naked bodies half on and half off the couch in the living room of Johnny’s Dalton suite. It was music to his ears and he growled in the other man’s ear when he heard the way he called his name. The Dominant inside of him wanted to respond to the title but the part of him that wanted Johnny with such a fiery passion was more primal, possessive, and made of pure human lust. The way he went after the man he’d been in love with for longer than he could put a number to was animal and rough. His mouth traveled down the front of the other man’s body, biting and leaving marks all the way down. His eyes flickered up when he reached those hips and he reached around to grab both ass cheeks before taking Johnny’s cock in his mouth and letting it slide right out of those hollowed cheeks as he pulled his head back up. “I got ya, Johnny boy. You know I always do.” He could still taste the other man on his lips and tongue. “I’m gonna have to carry ya to class again, I’m gonna wreck the fuck outta ya.” 

[tgadallaswinston]

subjohnnycakes​:

It was clear Johnny had surprised Dallas, and part of him wanted to laugh at the fact. Dallas Winston hadn’t ever been surprised by anyone, Johnny was sure of it. Before he had the chance to say much of anything, Dallas was lifting him, and his body responded immediately. To say he clung to the man would have been an understatement, and in fact Johnny pressed himself as far into Dallas as he could, looking at him with as much need and lust as he could muster. Dallas words gave him pause, and Johnny froze a little, both scared and excited about what had been said. “No Sir. I don’t know. I know the opposite if you’re askin’ for an honest answer. I don’t see that. I don’t accept it. I don’t believe it.” Johnny shook his head furiously but did his best to remain calm. “So then don’t keep them off’a me. I don’t want you to, I didn’t ask you to. I want the opposite of that too. Then do it. Rip my clothes. Lay me down. Have your way with me Dal. Fuck me, teach me, show me…Give me everything I’ve been missin’. I need it. I need you. I need you Sir.”

There were no words when Johnny was talking like this. Dallas couldn’t control himself, he leaned in and crashed their lips together possessively. His hands groped and grabbed too, already working to pull and rip their clothes off like he’d promised to do so. There was just no in-between, Dallas was either barely holding himself back or he was steamrolling through his wants. Before he could really even blink, his lips and teeth were all over Johnny’s neck, biting into it and sucking dark marks all over. In less than a minute, the smaller man was covered in hickeys and they were both naked with the shreds of their clothes at their ankles. 

[tgadallaswinston]

switchalice​:

PM: Of course I did, Dal, I shoulda known. I’m thinkin’ Monday evening, that way anyone who wants to be a part of Darrean’s event has plenty of time to do so. For the where, I’m lookin’ to sign out one of those rooms they’ve got in Dalton. Somethin’ that’ll work for all of us and anyone we want to bring. I reckon we’ve all been a little quiet. I know Two and Soda must be holed up with those boys of theirs. And I’m guessin’ you’ve been with Johnny? 

PM: Don’t you know it. That sounds good to me. The bigger space is a good idea, and it ain’t your suite so ya ain’t gotta worry about the cleanup or what happens to your digs. I reckon you’re right about that, they gotta be. Yea, I been with Johnny. You could say he’s got me holed up, he’s got a place at Dalton I been at. My room at McKinley is empty at this point, a ghost town.

[tgadallaswinston]

subjohnnycakes​:

“Dal, Sir?” Johnny took a deep breath, trying to steady himself and calm his nerves. What he was about to say he’d never said before. Part of him felt strange, like someone other than himself was saying it. But, for once in his life, Johnny Cade didn’t want to be quiet. He didn’t want to be meek. He wanted to say what he felt, to state his needs and wants, even if they lead to hurt. “I want…I need…I wondered…Dallas, will you fuck me again?”

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When Johnny called his name, Dallas felt every cell in his body shift into attention. Still, he tried to look nonchalant when he looked over at the other man. He immediately wanted to jump on the man that was the only man that would dare speak up to him. He remained still though, at least until he heard those words. All he could do was sit there with his jaw on the floor for a second, then he got up and physically picked Johnny up and wrapped the other man’s legs around his waist. He swallowed, obviously conflicted. “I’m no good for you, you know. It’s real hard to keep my hands off’a you. You say shit like that... and I’m liable to rip your fuckin’ clothes off, Johnny Boy.”

[tgadallaswinston]

do you think of yourself as a human being or a human doing? do you identify yourself by the things you do?

...The fuck is this?

[tgadallaswinston]

Do you do hookups or only sleep with a partner?

Why, you tryna fuck?

[tgadallaswinston]

partyboyparker​:

How about we do something fun?

Tell me about your craziest night you ever had? It can be the most sexual, the most romantic, the most impulsive night you’ve ever had. Pretty much whatever you think made it memorable.  I’m pretty sure everyone has one impossibly good date. Or hoop up, or drunken party, or hike to the top of some very tall hill to see the stars. 

Come on, spill those secrets.  No obligation, obviously but hey, who’s feeling brave tonight?

I got plenty of stories. You wanna talk New York, Tulsa, or prison?