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?"
I whispered that it was fine for now.
"You like, Pete?"
But I couldn't reply because not being able to hold back any longer, my mouth was full of him, it was like an utter dream, his appendage spreading my cheeks as I deeply sucked him. Of course I had sucked cock before, many times, but never ever like this, for one thing the circumstances were never quite the same. The feel, the smell and the taste of it was simply delightful and I took time just to enjoy it to the full, until he moaned and moaned - his hands cupping my head, pressing and turning to enable him to feel my sucking of him in different positions, sometimes it popping out for me to gather again, cupping his firm warm balls which was absolutely so stimulating as I sucked and sucked him, until he could not hold back any more, he yelled he was going to cum, that I'd better stop or else ... but I wanted that, to actually feel for the very first time, because I had never wanted to go that far with anyone else, to experience the actual happening of a hard firm throbbing cock shoot its cream into my mouth.
Danny had held back a while waiting for me to stop, I looked up at him still sucking, then he simply nodded, he'd got the message and we were in business again.
My mouth was taking it like a steam piston, then a short pause, then a tremendous surge or pure unadulterated sticky fluid spurting over my tongue and filling my mouth. I carried on sucking, wanting to learn how what I had often imagined it felt like, it was magifico - my mouth full of his spunk then, rolling it around inside, swallowing a little at a time to get the knack of it, it was fine but I needed some water, stopped a while, Danny still standing there, his eyes closed in a trance, I took a quick drink from the tap and swallowed, it went down a treat and I felt somehow I was now complete, our having done something that surely could not have been more intimate.
That was not the end of it, because withy a little more touching and feeling he was hard again.