This is a total rewrite of "Dana's Gift". If you enjoy this story please vote and leave feedback--I would greatly appreciate it.
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Hi! It's me Dana, it's been awhile since I've told you about Sam and I so I thought I thought I'd let you know how things are going.
I'm glad to say that our relationship has never been stronger. I was afraid originally that things between Sam and I would become weird or he would tire of me once I gave myself over to him, but the e3xact opposite has happened. I am surprised to say that my life with Sam, although totally unconventional, is the strongest relationship I have ever had.
Not only has he not lost interest, but an entire new world of happiness and frankly sexual pleasure has been opened to me thanks to Sam.
Sam's appetite for me is insatiable! I can't even blame it on his age because even the horniest teenager gets worn out sometimes, but Sam never lets up.
He is also a very thoughtful lover. Sam is always thinking about me, about my needs before his own; he always brings me flowers from outside for no reason at all and he constantly tells me how pretty he thinks I am. These are small things, but I find them very romantic.
Okay, look, I'm not bragging, it's just that I have never been happier in my entire life and I am so thankful to have found such a kind, loving, warm man—Sam is the kind of guy you read about in novels, but don't see very often in real life.
So onto our story, Sam had been making a lot of videos lately, it is as if when he isn't actually having sex he is thinking about it all the time and the movies he makes are an outlet for that. I was also glad to see that his videos went back to a more subtle, gentle nature celebrating the fun of nudity and the embarrassing situations he could get himself in while losing his clothes.
He is just so cute!
I would have thought his videos would have progressed into more raunchy stories, but instead he went back to the fun style that were more in his early works—I like talking about his videos as if they are fine art, it makes me giggle.
Of course the big bids on his website were for the more hardcore stuff, but Sam stayed away from those and although he could use the money I was glad to see him not falling into a life of porn. My Sam was too sweet for that.
Now at this point I must confess that although I was glad Sam wasn't going for the hardcore requests, I was all consumed with the idea one bidder had requested and that was for Sam to GIVE a blowjob! I don't know why, but the idea of that—the image it created in my mind—was one I just couldn't get out of my every thought and it haunted me.
I spoke to my friend Jen about it. Jen is a very frank and open person when it comes to sex. She told me she thinks that all guys should suck another man off once in their lives and, in her words 'Take it up the ass' at least once to be more appreciative about what we women deal with. I told her that I wasn't sure if I agreed with that—I happen to like the so called manly men and I thought that would be a little emasculating, which doesn't appeal to me, but then again, I was the one imagining Sam with another man in his mouth! Jen suggested it was the naughtiness of it that attracted me and that she thinks I'm a little repressed sexually and I should be more open to new things. She suggested that I present the idea to Sam and see what he thinks. Jen believes all guys are so sexual that they will 'put it anywhere it feels good' and they're all willing to cross the line if necessary. I didn't agree with her at all, but the idea continued to intrigue me.
One day I was daydreaming about that very subject while washing the dishes when Sam entered the room.
"What's on your mind?" he asked.
"Huh! Oh, I just . . . I was just thinking." I said surprised.
I looked at him and he was dressed only in a pair of white boxers. Sam leaned against the kitchen wall looking at me. I wish I had a photograph of him like that, in his boxers, with the sun blasting through the window spilling over his tight frame. If that boy isn't art I don't know what is!
I also became aware of the fact that I was wearing his favorite sundress—the one that drove him the most wild.
"What were you thinking about?" he asked.
"Nothing, just some stuff." I said. Then I noticed his patented grin, "What?" I asked smiling back at him.
"You were thinking something naughty, weren't you?"
"Maybe." I teased.
Sam walked up behind me and put his hands on my shoulders and massaged them. Goosebumps scattered across my neck and back and I almost shivered.
"Tell me," he whispered.
"You won't like it." I taunted him.
"Is it something sexy?" he asked trying to prolong this moment.
"Very sexy. Very naughty. Very . . . taboo." I said through a smile.
"I want to hear it in graphic detail." he said as he pushed his full body up against mine.
"Well, I was just thinking about your videos and how fun they are and I was wondering how we could make them a little more fun." I said.
"And what did you come up with?"
"I was thinking something so hot it would make me melt if I saw it. Something that makes me want to pull this dress off my body right now and ravage you." I quietly told him.
I could feel him growing harder against my lower back as he pushed into me.
"I have to know . . ." he said in agony.
"I want to see a video where you have . . . where you have to put . . ." I almost couldn't go on.
His hands slipped off my shoulders and cupped my breasts, he hesitated finding me bra-less then he gently caressed them.
"Tell me," he said. "I will do anything for you—I promise. What do you want to see me do?"
"I want to see you put a penis in your mouth!" I said and his hands stopped.
"What!" he asked totally backing away from me.
I turned to face him, taking the time to notice his failing erection.
"I know you're against it, but I really want to see it. I feel like I need to see you do that."
"Why?" He asked.
"The same reason you like seeing two girls together. What's better than seeing one naked girl—two naked girls, of course! Well, the same holds true for guys."
There was a long awkward pause.
"Dana, I can't. I just can't. I'm sorry, but there's no way." he said and he looked truly hurt that he was disappointing me. That made me love him even more.
"I know. I just wish you would reconsider it. It's not going to hurt you and just think how much fun it would be to try something so forbidden. And I know Tom and Jim would be cool with it." I looked at his underwear and saw that he had almost completely deflated. Sam leaned against the wall again and looked away unsure of what else to say. He was clearly bothered by this request because he hated to refuse me anything, but this was anathema to his true sexuality. I decided to try a new tactic.
"Just picture Tom standing there completely naked and vulnerable, then you walk up to him and kiss his lips, your hand reaches out and gently fondles him . . ." Sam's underwear shifted. I looked back at his face and saw it blush in real time then my eyes met his and he was almost daring me to continue.
"The two of you, so young, so sexy, so nude, so naked to your own inhibitions; you stroke his penis until it hardens . . ."
Sam was getting stiffer.
"His throbbing . . . COCK! . . ." I said loudly and Sam laughed. " . . . Delights at your touch, and then you slowly put him in your mouth and suck him dry!" I said and Sam now had a full erection. He stepped forward looking almost obscene with his underwear tenting out so much.
"Okay, okay, enough. I get it it's a funny image, me with a . . ." his voice lowered, " . . . dick . . . in my mouth. But an image is all it's going to be." He said with finality. "I would just never do that. I'm straight!"
"You sound pretty sure of yourself for a guy who just got so hard thinking about blowing your best male friend!" I said mocking him. He looked at me with fake anger and nodded his head.
"Yeah, that's right, I'm gay because you seductively said sex words while wearing my favorite dress and I got hard, so clearly I want gay sex!"
"No. Sam, I know you're not gay. That's what makes it so hot. You notice I didn't say I want to watch a video of Tom and Jim having sex. I want to watch you—my beloved straight man put a gay man's penis in his mouth for MY enjoyment. That doesn't make you gay." I noticed that Sam's erection hadn't gone down, but instead was throbbing against the cotton of his underwear.
"I know, and I'm not homophobic or anything—I think I've proved that, it's just that . . ." Sam tried to find the right words.
"Are you afraid you might like it?" I asked. "Because that's no reason not to try. In fact, it's the very reason you should try it!" I reassured him.
Sam's face was now beat red and I could tell he was really thinking about this. His white shorts were becoming clear from the wetness of his erection. I decided to take matters into my own hands.
"Watch this, Sam." I said as I walked over to him. I tickled my finger up his shaft and slowly pulled his hard-on out of his boxers as I knelt in front of him.
"Look at how sexy this is. I know you like to watch me when I put this in my mouth." I said as I licked the precum from the tip of his dick. "I love the feeling of your warm hard dick on my tongue and between my cheeks and I know you like looking at me while I slip it between my lips . . ."
I did just that and I looked up and saw his usual response—his head flung back in ecstasy and then bent forward again to watch me blowing him. I gave Sam the best blowjob I know how to give and I think I really gave him something to think about.
When I had finished him he ravaged me.
And I loved it.
A few more weeks had gone by and soon it was my birthday. Sam took me out for dinner and a movie and we had a lovely time. We came home and he said goodnight—which seemed awfully early for both of us, but I just figured he was tired so I went along with it. We still slept in our own separate rooms unless we were feeling amorous. I assumed he would sleep with me tonight, but instead he decided to sleep in his own bedroom and I didn't question it. I just figured he wasn't in the mood.
I should know Sam better by now.
I went into my bedroom and there was an envelope on my nightstand.
I opened it up and it was a card made from a beautiful photo Sam had taken of our backyard during an incredible sunset. Inside it read:
'Dana, I can't tell you how much you mean to me. Every day I spend with you is amazing—I'm not good with words, as you know, so let me show you how much you mean to me with a video. I WOULD ONLY DO THIS FOR YOU!' Underneath that he wrote: 'Check your computer and enjoy'
