Well, we played around a little more, but before things got really serious Danny suggested that we sneak back up to his bedroom where we could be a lot more comfortable, so that's what we did; opening doors ever so slowly and carefully so as not to make a sound and tip toeing up the stairs. We wanted more comfort and privacy and we took great measures to make sure we didn't wake Bob and whatever his girlfriend's name was. We stripped just inside the door (swim trunks was all we had to remove) and jumped onto that big king size bed like a couple little kids.
Danny lay on his back and I crawled right up between his legs and started sucking on the old family jewels. Damn I loved sucking my buddy’s nut sack (but I think I have already mentioned how spectacular his cahonies were).
After a while I started squeezing Danny's dick and then I started rubbing all around the head of his sweet cock with my finger and my thumb which got a lot hotter and more fun when he started oozing a little precum that I spread around his head and really worked the most sensitive spot on his dick; all while still licking and sucking my best friend's balls. Eventually, I started stroking Danny's dick; slowly and steadily sliding my hand up and down the length of that cock that I loved almost as much as I loved him. That only made licking and sucking on his big nutz better than ever as they started to churn and move around inside their smooth sack. Slowly as I continued to split my attention between jacking his cock and slobbering all over his nutz. They started to draw up and the sack grew tighter. They still had some ways to draw up before they would become twin orbs lying to the left and the right of the base of Danny's dick when Danny commanded me to suck his dick. That was a bit more forceful, verbally; than he had been during any of the previous blow jobs we had shared (me on the giving end and him receiving).
I circled my tongue around the head of Danny's dick many times to get the ball rolling. When I thought it was time to change things up a little, I simply reversed directions and circled all around the tip of his cock going the opposite way. I worked over that inverted "V" notch just below the underside if his dick head and then I just wrapped my lips around the head as tightly as I could and sucked hard as if it was a big ol' straw and I was trying to suck all the goodies from the bottom of a cup holding the remnants of my favorite milk shake. Then I started bobbing my head up and down on my favorite dick. I started slowly and just took the first couple inches and gradually went deeper and faster. By the time I was taking almost the full length of his long cock, Danny grabbed my head in both hands. That was more forceful than he had been before and I'm not just talking verbally. I didn't mind that one little bit. Danny was hunching up into me, trying to feed me more and more of his cock; his ass coming all the way up off the bed and then crashing back down. He'd been that forceful before in feeding me his cock when he started to get really excited but never from that position we were in with him in bed and on his back.
We continued that for quite a few minutes and I suspected that he might finish that way until Danny suddenly pushed me away from him. I was confused at first but before I had time to feel disappointed about him pushing me away, he grabbed me under both arms and physically manhandled me; positioning me on my back and partly propped up against his headboard. Then he crawled on his knees and straddled my chest until he had presented me with his dick like some kind of offering, with the head almost touching my lips. I opened wide and he immediately rammed his cock home.
It all happened so fast and took me completely by surprise. It wasn't just a new position; it was a vastly different situation for us. I'm trying to remember how I felt at that moment. I remember how I felt; what I am trying to do is think of the best way to describe how I felt in that very instant. I don't want to say I was in shock. I felt suddenly vulnerable. Yes, that's how I felt. I wasn't exactly afraid. I don't think I was really "afraid" at all. If anyone other than Danny had turned the tables on me so quickly like that and placed me in such a vulnerable position I might have shit stained his sheets, but this was my best buddy and the man of my dreams. It was Danny and I could not and would not be afraid of him. I trusted Danny! But still my heart pounded in my chest like I couldn't remember it ever doing before.
At the start, after he positioned us in that way, Danny took my face in his hands. His palms cupped my cheeks and the tips of his fingers rested just behind my ears and gently pulled on my hair now and then as he alternately pulled me toward him to feed me more cock and then pushed me back as he partially withdrew. There was nothing gentle about those moments. I don't want to call it violent. It was aggressive. I'd even go so far as to say it was a bit rough. I think the best way to describe it would be what I think was the most central issue.
Danny was in control. He was taking the initiative and establishing control, and I liked that. I'm not sure why I liked it as much as I did but I can't deny that I liked it . . . a lot! In my dreams . . . in my fantasies . . . all those times I sucked Danny's dick in my mind . . . many of those times; most of those times, the action had been quite frenzied. They were my dreams and my (sexual) fantasies and I was able to take what I wanted so badly and I didn't have to worry about letting myself go and thoroughly enjoy what I wanted so badly, even if it meant being totally ravenous about it. Never in my dreams had it ever been like this.
I sensed that Danny wanted it at least as badly as I did (maybe even more if that was humanly possible) and as I had so often done in my dreams, Danny was taking what he wanted and asserting his own carnal desires in the real world.
If I thought Danny had been dominant (I don't like that word, at least not in this context. I don't feel that he was really dominating me nor was I really being submissive but maybe that's just a matter of semantics) in the beginning, I hadn't seen nothin' yet.
After a while of pushing and pulling, sliding my face back and forth along the length of his dick, Danny suddenly grabbed me again, bodily, and straightened me up more with my back squarely against the headboard. Then he quickly got back into a position to feed me his cock some more only this time he had gotten on his feet in a squatting position rather than on his knees and put himself on a higher plane in relation to my own position. As I opened wide and allowed his dick to spear me again, I quickly realized that he had just given himself greater leverage for fucking my face.
Instead of both hands on my cheeks, Danny opted to place one hand behind my neck for control. Then as he got more and more into ramming his cock down my clutching throat, my buddy released me and grabbed the top of the headboard on both sides of me and really started pounding me with is cock. I was fortunate that his headboard was padded the way my head was repeatedly slammed back into it as he plunged his dick all the way down my throat and I guess we were both lucky that the headboard was not repeatedly banging noisily against the wall as Danny drove his cock back and forth between my lips.
Although Danny could be very competitive when it was called for and I had seen him in those situations up close and more often than anyone, I had never seen him so single minded and relentless as he was then. He was clearly on a mission and that mission was to cum but there was little or nothing I could do to help him achieve that goal other than let him have his way with me. His dick pistoned back and forth so rapidly and his hips thrust forward with such force that I was unable to employ any techniques (if in fact I really had any "technique" that early in my life as a cock sucker. I could not bring my tongue to bear; working my buddies cock and helping him achieve orgasm. I was little more than a willing and eager vessel for his use; his pleasure but his pleasure would be my pleasure. Fortunately, Danny didn't require any more of me than I was able to offer. He announced he was cumming and I anticipated another heavy eruption spewing into my mouth or possibly, the way he'd been fucking deep into my throat, straight down my throat. Very shortly after his verbal warning that he was cumming, Danny threw his hips at me harder than ever and there he froze with his dick buried as far down my throat as possible and my head nailed to the headboard. That signaled that my buddy was going to keep his bone buried with the head beyond the opening of my throat and blast his sweet load strait down my pipe into my stomach, depriving my taste buds of another very special treat.
As I had earlier in a similar situation, I felt Danny's cock swell greatly and throb against the constricted walls of my throat. But much to my surprise, Danny did not keep his bone buried and fire one salvo after another strait down my throat. After his first blast, he withdrew almost all the way and then crashed back into me and he repeated that pattern; withdraw . . . thrust . . . withdraw . . . thrust as he was cumming buckets once again.
Fortunately for me, after each ejaculation, it took slightly longer for Danny to withdraw almost the entire length of his dick and then send it crashing back down past my throat muscles than it took for each successive wave of jizz to explode out of the head of his cock so that some of his sweet cream actually blasted the back of my mouth before the bulk of it was slammed down my throat as that long cock forced its way deep into my throat again and again.
I wasted little time. I made sure that Danny was finished cumming. Tightened my lips as much as I could when he slowly withdrew his dick from my throat and mouth. I could tell that even that little gesture was having a pretty strong effect on his sensitive cock. I wasn't sure how all this worked; the almost unbearable but pleasurable sensations Danny felt in his cock when I played with it and sucked on it after he had just cum. I had no idea if he could cum again right away; if I could make him cum a second time without waiting for him to recover from the load he had just dumped down my throat.
I didn't know for sure but I was going to operate under the assumption that the sooner I got right back into licking and sucking his big dick, the better the chances were that we could make my buddy cum again. So, as soon as his retreating dick cleared my lips, I used the backboard to launch myself forward and send Danny falling backwards onto the bed. As he was falling back, I was lunging forward.
Danny knew what was up. We'd talked about it; about him trying to see if he could stand it long enough to see if he could actually cum again so quickly after just having an orgasm. I just don't think he expected me to react that quickly and to seize the initiative that had been all his just moments earlier. The vulnerable prey had just become the aggressor. My buddy's cock was still hard, totally hard! I knew it wouldn't stay that way very long after cumming as he had just done; not without some help; a little encouragement. I was prepared to give him all the "encouragement" he could stand. The head of Danny's dick was still beat red and the entire length was still coated with the slimy remnants of his recent ejaculation. As I was falling toward him, I extended my tongue. I flicked at the tip of his cock, half expecting it to burn my tongue; be as hot as it looked, glowing red as a burning ember. It was hot but not enough to burn. At the first touch of my tongue, Danny's cock jumped. It had been laying against his groin; his lower abs but when it felt the touch of my tongue on its tip it leapt; reminding me of a snake that was striking out at some prey that had accidently wandered too close to it's hidden lair. The big, sudden jump startled me and I actually started to fall back but recovered very rapidly and was back on that cock.
I cupped Danny's balls in my right hand. They were big and heavy as usual. I was surprised. I guess I half expected them to be noticeably lighter after the big load they had just forfeited for the cause but they still felt heavy; heavy and full; ready for round two (or was that just wishful thinking on my part?). I was tempted but resisted the urge to put my mouth to work on them again. I didn't think any time spent on anything other than a direct assault on that super sensitive dick would be productive and help achieve the goal that I . . . I mean WE had in mind. The cupping of his balls had the side effect of also causing Danny's dick to elevate slightly and no longer lay flush against his groin.
I had to quickly reposition myself since Danny's hard dick was pointing toward his head and I was straddling his knees. I quickly straddled him and without using my hands except for cupping his balls which I had never released, I skimmed over my buddy's abs. my lower lip scraping over him like the shovel of a bull dozer. When I reached my objective, my lower lip scooped up Danny's dick and my upper lip clamped over it to secure it inside my moist warm mouth.
That sent a sudden shiver through Danny as if he'd just received a sudden chill and he moaned softly. I rode the full length of his shaft; sucking hard but that didn't seem to be having the effect that I was hoping for, so I returned to where I had just the tip of Danny's dick in my mouth and let my tongue ravage him. That seemed to be the ticket. Danny started to squirm beneath me and he was moaning softly again.
I returned to riding his cock; top to bottom. I quickly got the idea again that it wasn't working as well as all the tongue action on and around the head of his dick which seemed to be by far the most sensitive part and the part that would ultimately drive him over the edge if anything would. Once again, "torturing" Danny's dick head seemed to be what was called for. I attempted one last time to go down on my buddy's raging hard on; it just seemed like the more conventional way to give a guy a proper blow job.
No matter what I did, trying to swallow all of him wasn't cutting it. Even trying to work his shaft with my tongue the best I could as I deep throated him wasn't working; I could tell from the lesser intensity of his reactions to what he was feeling. I honestly don't know how I stumbled upon a partial solution to that problem. If it was anything intentional on my part; some sudden inspiration of genius; I don't know where it came from. Somehow I found myself bobbing up and down on my buddy's outrageously sexy dick but I wasn't taking all of him. I was taking much shorter strokes which allowed my mouth to move up and down the upper portion of his cock much more rapidly and also made it easier to employ my tongue around the head when I reached that part of riding his dick with my lips. That was working much better but what really did the trick was something I did totally by accident when I started to lose my balance a little bit and went to adjust my position just slightly without stopping what I was doing. That caused my mouth to twist around Danny's cock as I was riding it up and down and I knew without a doubt from his strong reaction that this was something I needed to be doing.
So I kept up the cork screw motion as I rapidly slipped my lips up and down the upper third of Danny's long pole and it was driving him wild. I was hearing noises out of him that I hadn't heard during any of the other blow jobs I had given him. They were hard to interpret and at times, hard to listen to. At times it sounded like I was causing him pain instead of pleasure but at other times his reactions to what I was doing to him gave me the impression that he was experiencing great pleasure. The explanation he had given me about it being an almost unbearable pleasure might have been the only thing that kept me from stopping what I was doing. It wasn't just Danny's verbal responses that keyed me to what he was feeling and what was working and what was not working as well. He was writhing and thrashing around a lot more than he had done any of the other times. His whole body had broken out into a profuse sweat that cast a sheen over his hot body, even though the temperature in his bedroom was no warmer than it had been before and I hadn't broken a sweat.
I still wasn't sure if we were actually going to succeed in what we were trying to achieve but we were riding that wave of pleasure together and the wave was definitely building and his growing reactions told me that we could see that wave crest at any second. Suddenly, Danny's hand came up and he pushed against my chest. He didn't send me toppling off him but he had managed to push me enough that his dick had audibly plopped out of my sucking mouth. That and his verbal and other physical reactions told me that we were probably once again in that area that Danny had described, where he thought he would cum again any second if only he could hold out a few seconds longer.
Knowing it might be a case of now or never; I didn't even try to scoop my buddy's dick up and wrap my lips around it again. I saw his cock head lying close by and very accessible so without losing another second I attacked that sensitive "V" notch with my tongue and gave it the working over of my life. Danny's reaction was immediate and severe. Both of his fists clenched, grabbing a handful of sheet in each and his moans and groans became alarmingly loud; loud enough that I expected Bob and his girl friend to come running down the hall to see what was the mater any second. If I could have reached it, I might very well have clamped my hand over his mouth to stifle the noises he was making but I could not reach back that far behind me and continue doing what my mouth and tongue needed to be doing at precisely that moment.
Just when I thought I might have to abandon the effort out of fear of us being caught red handed, Danny had the presence of mind to grab a pillow and buried his face in it to muffle his moans. That had to have happened just in the nick of time because the next flick of my tongue caused all hell to break loose.
Danny's cock took another of those ferocious leaps into the air and he arched his back so that only the back of his head and his heels were touching the bed, and his cock exploded; sending cum flying everywhere.
I can't honestly say if he shot as big a load as he had those other times or if he sprayed cum as far and wide as he had on those occasions since I had customarily swallowed all that I could of his load all those other times, but the volume and the distance were pretty damn impressive; even more so considering the fact that he had just come only minutes earlier. It was also hard to tell how much further he might have shot his load if my face, neck and chest hadn't gotten in the way. When his dick stopped shooting and oozing, Danny removed the pillow from over his face. His verbal reaction to what he had just experienced was a cross between laughing and crying. Clearly what he had just experienced and I had witnessed had been extremely intense.
There was a small puddle on Danny's groin just above the tip of his dick where he had oozed the last few drops of his load onto himself. I leaned over to lap it up and the tip of my tongue made very slight contact with the very tip of his fiery red cock head. That very slight and very brief accidental contact elicited a hiss from Danny and caused his dick to spasm violently and then ease into slight twitching motions before it settled down again.
That left only one more thing to accomplish. I raised my hand to my face and scooped up some of the cum that had just showered me and while making eye contact with the boy that I loved so much licked up every drop of it from my fingers. Then I gathered up some of what was starting to slowly ring down my chest and slowly brought my hand toward Danny; offering him the chance to, for the first time, taste how delicious he truly was. My buddy hesitated only slightly before reestablishing eye contact as he extended his tongue and tentatively dipped it into the cum I was offering him.
"MMMMmmmmmm . . . you were right. I really do taste mighty damn good!" Danny admitted. "I just might have to try this more often!".
I collapsed on the bed next to Danny and he surprised me when he leaned toward me and used his tongue to lap up another taste of his cum that he'd deposited on the side of my neck. I guess I hadn't realized how hard my cock had been and how excited and close I was until the feel of Danny's tongue licking his hot cum from my neck unexpected caused my own dick to start shooting like a rocket' my cum shooting straight into the air and landing back on my belly.
The next thing I remember, it was morning. I wanted desperately to have sex with my buddy at least one more time but I had to hurry and get out of there. I had a family commitment that was not an option scheduled for that morning and I was going to be rushed to make it on time. I was actually supposed to have gone home Saturday night but managed to talk my parents into allowing me to stay the night at Danny's again with the strict promise to make that commitment and be on time. It would have been easy to say to hell with it and stayed to suck that dick of my dreams one more time before that amazing weekend ended but I was always the kind of guy who understood the importance of long term consequences and I had hopes of experiences similar to what I had enjoyed that weekend hopefully becoming at least a semi-regular thing.
The cum that I had shot onto my belly had dried and was crusty. I didn't have time to shower but I had to go into the bathroom and take what I would today call a "whore's bath" before I could get dressed to leave. When I went back into the bedroom, Danny was awake. I reminded him that I had to go (he knew why) and he could see the disappointment in my face.
"Thanks for the best weekend of my life, Danny!" I told him.
He got up out of bed and gave be a big ol' bear hug.
"No . . . Thank YOU for a really GREAT weekend!" he said. "Call me when you get home this afternoon".
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That concludes this story. Danny and I remained friends for a long time after that. How often our relationship included sex depended a good deal on what else was going on in his romantic/sex life. Danny was quite apparently bisexual, at least to some extent.
For the remainder of our high school days, when we had sex, it was pretty much as it was in this story. He played top to my bottom, which didn't bother me one little bit. We occasionally threw in a wrinkle by experimenting with different positions and I was always on the lookout for any new techniques I might employ to bring him the greatest pleasure I could but Oral sex was pretty much it for us throughout the rest of our high school days and I remained, always, happily, on the giving side.
I did get bold enough to follow up on the thoughts I had that evening in the shower and found the courage while I happened to be in the vicinity to introduce Danny to the joys of being rimmed which was not such a pleasant surprise to him immediately but he warmed to the idea as long as my tongue was all that ever came near that area. We also stumbled upon one little bit of kink but I won't get into that story here.
Danny and I did go on to be college roommates. Danny's parents had no trouble paying the rather high costs of attending the college we wanted to go to but for a while it looked like the college experience might separate us (possibly for good). My parents never were as well to do as Danny's were and a financial setback at a critical time almost prevented me from attending the college of my choice which was NOT coincidentally where Danny was going. My folks had no problem making the tuition to that high priced institution of advanced learning but it was away from home and room and board became an issue until Danny's parents decided to rent an off campus apartment (two bedroom) for him to live in and allowed me to be his roommate rent free (I'm sure Danny had a lot to do with that).
Things did get a little more "varied" for us sexually, as college roommates but that is where I am going to leave that subject (at least for now).
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