I must be honest and admit it has coke to the point when I absolutely crave for Dan, my Danny.
Being a month without him - he having a short overseas contract - I miss him to the core - and what we do over the mobile phone or even web-cam bears no real significance to the real thing, in fact yesterday we both agreed to refrain because it did not seem 'personal' doing that over the net like someone was watching. Maybe that's okay if you are a bit of an exhibitionist and that is your turn on. But with Dan and me, well we like to he absolutely private to indulge.
I remember the first time he asked "would I like to have a look?" - just like that - like it was the normal thing to do when two guys of our leaning meet. Well I had seen it before but only when Danny sent me a picture online, and yes it looked even better in the flesh, and just as gorgeous and well constructed too
I told him that and he said it made him sound like he was part of a building site. That's what I like about Danny his sense of humour - as well as everything else about him, as far as I was concerned he was a real star and he could always shine on me.
Talking of shines, he said from the first time we exchanged on the chat page he felt drawn to me, and from then onwards our relationship blossomed and that first time we met, in his flat in Wathamstow it was instant touching. And when he asked me that question I felt so absolutely excited and then watching him gently unzip, like he was teasing me, was a real thrill.
He smiled and gradually winkled himself out from beneath his opened jeans and boxer shorts, and letting them slip down to his knees he just stood there on display for me to relish.
In my mind who would have though a guy showing it to me in the past would have done anything for me. No doubt the reverse because any other guy would have probably repulsed me, but this Was Danny - a very special guy and just looking at him like that made me instinctively sink to my knees, him joking even then that he was no God, that I didn't have to go down on my knees to him.
Well it is true maybe he was no God but what I aimed to do was maybe to send him to heaven and me too. He just looked so absolutely gorgeous and appealing stood there like that, his gloriously round well cut cock standing to attention like a guard outside Buckingham Palace, his firm pink balls hanging approvingly beneath like they were big juicy berries waiting to be tasted.
Kneeling there almost touching his erection with my lips I felt his scent enter my nostrils and it was like it was sending me into a beautiful trance.
"This okay like this," Danny asked, "or would you like me another way?"