Date: Mon, 22 Jun 2015 07:35:33 +0000 (UTC)
From: John Sexton <sexton1980@yahoo.com.au>
Subject: shattered-ceiling-falling-sky-04

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"If they wanted to make me different, all they had to do was abuse me;
If they wanted to abuse me, all they had to do was insist that I become one
of them;
But if they wanted me to become one of them, they were fucked from the very
start!"

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Dan rolled me over onto his much bigger, fifteen-year-old body, as we
kissed on his king-size bed, in a wild exchange of saliva and the last
traces of my cum that I'd just sucked off his fingers.

We were lying groin to groin. His massive cock was leaking like there was
no tomorrow, and I had not even touched it. It was still trapped in his
tight black Speedos, which were so wet with precum that they were making my
white, nylon football shorts even damper.

He'd already made me cum in my own Speedos, so my shorts were looking
pretty messy. Dan was only the second person to have ever touched my cock
and make me cum. He was also only the second guy I'd ever kissed.

We were still buzzing from the two massive cones that we'd just smoked; it
was some pretty mean shit.

My face came into focus, on the window on his laptop, as Dan lifted himself
up off me, and hovered over me with his smooth, tanned arms extended above
my shoulders. He looked straight down at me, so that the WiFi headband POV
webcam was aimed at my face. I smiled up at him, and it was obvious that I
was smitten by the Adonis.

"God you're beautiful Jess," he whispered.

Then he sat back on his haunches, and traced his fingers down both of my
pecs, which were insignificant compared to his, but not too bad for a
twelve-year-old. As he dragged his nails over my smooth, tanned chest, I
swooned and shivered, then began to laugh hysterically. He tickled my
ribcage, but relented after only a few seconds, and opted instead to tease
my tiny brown nipples with his nails.

I had never experienced this sort of stimulation before, though I'd seen it
countless times in dozens of my porn videos. I'd tried to tease my own
nipples a few times in the past, but it never did anything for me. But that
day, in Dan's hands, I was stunned by the effect he was having on me, and
it showed. It made sense when I thought about it, after all when he had
played with my cock it felt way more stimulating that anything I'd ever
been able to do with my own hands.

"Let's get a look at that monster you're packing, babe!" Dan taunted me
playfully, as he bent his neck, to pan the cam down my smooth torso, to
finally focus on my cum-soaked shorts.

All I could do was groan, when he teased my taut midriff with his nails, as
he dragged them along the waistline. I raised my hips, while he eased back
further on his haunches and dragged the thin shorts down past my knees, to
reveal my cum-soaked Speedos that were stretched to the max by my rampant
cock.

Although I'd cum only minutes earlier, my young cock was still rock-hard
and visibly throbbing, even within the confines of my skin-tight
swimmers. My bulbous, mushroom-shaped knob, which had been an endless
source of embarrassment for the past ten months, ever since the onset of
puberty, was more pronounced than I could ever remember seeing it
before. It was an eyesore at the best of times, but when I cracked a fat,
it swelled to one-and-a-half times the thickness of the rest of my cock,
and was impossible to hide, even when I was wearing shorts or jeans, let
alone when I was just in my `budgie-smugglers!'

"Fuck!" Dan cried in awe, "that is so beautiful!"

He ran his palms over the bulge in my Speedos, squeezing my balls with one
hand and my spongy knob with the other.

"You should never be ashamed of this beauty, Jess!" he declared fervidly,
in a reference to our previous conversation down on the beach.

He had already untied the string when he'd slid his hand into my Speedos,
to bring me off earlier. So he simply slid his thumbs into the waistband
and pulled the nylon down to my shorts in one quick movement.

My eighteen centimetre tower of phallic flesh, sprang to attention
immediately and throbbed with the rhythm of my racing heartbeat.

The fat glans was an angry shade of purple and streaked with the remnants
of my earlier ejaculation. As usual my silky-thin, almost translucent
foreskin had already retracted fully, and was stretched so thin that,
except for the absence of any scar tissue, it was impossible to tell that I
was uncut.

"Fuck me dead! It's even bigger than I thought!" Dan was besotted, and
dived down to take the massive head into his mouth with gusto.

We both moaned and writhed ecstatically, as he slurped the last traces of
my immature spunk from my cock. I was in heaven, barely believing that it
could feel so good; it was beyond my wildest imagination. I had dreamt of
this for so long; not only was it coming true, but it was at the hands of
the most beautiful guy I had ever laid eyes on. That was really saying
something, considering the array of porn that I had that included some of
the hottest spunks on the planet!

Eventually Dan came up for air, after rolling my knob around his mouth for
what seemed like ages.

"Jesus Fucking Christ!" he exclaimed in exasperation, "I don't know if I'm
gunna be able to get that knob down my throat, but I'm determined to die
trying!" he joked. "Can't wait to sit on the fucker!"

He leaned back for a moment to get his breath, and slowly scanned my lithe
young torso with his WiFi cam.

"God, Jess, I've been wanking over you for months, but none of the vids or
pics do you justice, babe. You are one super-hot little fucker!"  Then he
swooped back down onto my cock and slurped his mouth greedily over the
glans.

"MMUUHH!" he shouted in a sharp staccato, as he pulled back off the head,
with such a violent suction that his mouth `popped' like a champagne cork.

"Fuck I love that knob!" he roared before he swooped down onto my mouth and
devoured me in another passionate kiss.

We sucked face for some considerable time, before we both had to surrender
and come up for air.

Dan slowly scanned down from my face to my groin, tracing his progress with
his fingers, lingering occasionally to tease my more erogenous zones with
his nails. He was carefully capturing every detail with his POV cam.

I was in sensory overload, and we hadn't really done anything yet.

"God you're beautiful!" he averred, as he teased the tiny cluster of twenty
or so blond pubes that had sprouted just above the base of my cock, dusting
my pubis with their fine, straight fibres.

Then Dan traced the nail of his index finger along the edge of my deep,
golden tan that contrasted sharply with the white, translucent skin that
marked my Speedo tan line. He leaned forward to zoom in on my throbbing
cock. Despite my precocious genital development, I had no significant blood
vessels to deface the smooth skin of my prodigious shaft. My cock was
almost as white as my untanned butt, except for the angry knob. The skin of
the shaft was almost translucent, the only imperfections being a few, thin,
reddish-purple capillaries that appeared just below the surface.

"Mmmmm!" Dan sighed as he dived back onto my cock, determined to swallow my
abnormally massive knob.

He gagged several times before he finally managed to shove the monster past
his oesophagus. Finally he bit down on the very base of my shaft, teasing
my sparse pubes with his upper lip, while he nibbled away at the edge of my
ball sack and my pubis, with his teeth. I was writhing under his
ministrations.

"Yesss!" he roared, when he finally came up for air, "that was fucking
brilliant! God I love that cock!"

He leapt back onto me, devouring my mouth with his own, as we were wrapped
in another passionate tongue wrestle.



When Dan resumed his attack on my cock, with renewed vigour, he started to
get into an aggressive rhythm, deep-throating my monster in earnest. He
crawled over my legs, to kneel at my side, then pulled my shorts and
Speedos down over my feet, and threw them onto the floor; he did all this
without missing a beat. He had tears streaming down his cheeks, and his
bloodshot eyes were almost bulging as he bottomed out.

After several minutes spent relentlessly deep-throating my cock, Dan took a
break. He reached up to the bedhead and grabbed two of his pillows.

"Hang on a sec," he said, as he leapt up onto the floor.

He dragged me down to the foot of his bed, until my arse was almost hanging
over the edge of the mattress. Then he placed both pillows under my head
and shoulders. He took off the Wi-Fi headset, and transferred the POV cam
to my head, so that I could capture the action.

With the press of a remote, the glass panes of the floor-to-ceiling windows
of his bedroom turned black, effectively plunging the room into darkness,
until the internal lighting suffused the room with a relaxing glow.

The transformation was amazing. Using the same device, Dan activated a
giant plasma television on the wall facing the end of his bed; it was
displaying a massive image of the broadcast from the WiFi cam on my head.

Finally, Dan went back to his desk and retrieved a second WiFi headset from
another draw, which he placed on his own head. Then, with a few key presses
on his laptop, the ultra-wide television screen split into three vertical
images, one from each of our headsets, and the middle one from the laptop's
internal webcam, which he then adjusted so that it centred on a lateral
view of my prone torso from the side of the bed; he zoomed in to get the
maximum amount of detail.

I was propped up by the pillows, so that I was looking down at Dan. I
gripped my knees with both hands, to spread my legs wide, as he knelt at
the end of the bed, with my smooth, hairless arse in his face.

Directly above Dan's head, the massive screen spread out before me,
mirroring Dan's beautiful face that was looking up at me. I hadn't noticed
till then that the bands on the POV cams were clear plastic, and the cams
themselves were no bigger than a shirt button. The effect was that they
were barely noticeable.

From the opposite side of the massive screen, I was mesmerised by my own
slightly swollen, spongy anus, as it winked at me through Dan's camera. It
was just visible below my smooth, hairless balls, that hung low in my
silky, translucent sack. My cock stood rigid and, just above it, my own
angelic face, beamed out at me.

The centre image displayed my body in profile, from my perfect bubble butt
arse to the golden locks of my head propped up on the pillows.

Overall it was a mind-blowing display that was being captured for
posterity.

Dan eventually resumed his attack on my cock, and within minutes he was
slobbering over my dick with the thickest saliva I'd ever experienced. Of
course I'd seen that happen many times in my porn collection, but had never
experienced it in the flesh.

The sexy, blond, fifteen-year-old Adonis then leaped up from the floor and
dived onto me, from between my legs. He kissed me with his now sloppy
mouth, while I sucked on his tongue like it was my sole source of oxygen.

He returned to kneel between my legs, and immediately resumed his attack on
my rampant cock. He was soon slamming his face down harder than ever
against my groin. He was going at it like a boy possessed. Tears were
streaming down his cheeks; his saliva was being whipped into a foaming
slather, while snot was bubbling out of his nose.

Dan looked a mess, a glorious, rabid, sexy mess. It was visceral, it was
unfettered, it was hot; and I was captivated, both by my direct view of the
carnage, and the huge image on the screen above.

The thick lather of bubbly spittle, snot and drool was now coating my pubis
and my balls, so much so that I couldn't make out one single hair of my
nascent pubic patch above my cock.

I jerked as I was startled by Dan's sudden attack on my arse. Before I knew
what was happening, he'd pulled my cock out of his throat, and lunged at my
spread arse with his slathered mouth. He savagely probed my anal sphincter
with his tongue, sucking and slurping at the spongy tissue of my
opening. Then he licked up along my crack, over my sensitive perineum and
onto my hairless balls.

As Dan greedily sucked both of my silky smooth balls into his mouth in a
single swoop, he coated his fingers with the copious secretions that
slathered my groin. He slid them down over my taint, and slicked the crack
of my arse with his gooey supply of natural lubricant.

I was delirious; I'd dreamt about experiencing something akin to this for
ages, while I would lay in bed, fingering my arse with my own saliva. But I
had never imagined anything as frenetic or erotic as this. Dan was a wild
beast, a frantic fifteen-year-old sex fiend... and I was loving every
minute of it.

I spread my legs, to give Dan greater access, and nervously braced myself
for what I had anticipated since the moment this had begun.

"Oh, fuck yeah, Dan, go for it, babe," I cried, mimicking his favourite
epithet, as his right hand wanked my throbbing cock, ever so slowly and
sensuously, while in complete contrast his mouth and tongue sucked and
pulled down frantically on my sensitive balls, and the long, slavered
fingers of his left hand grazed slowly across my puckered hole.

Dan was clearly surprised by the spongy texture of my anus. I was sure,
after my earlier declarations of virginal inexperience, that he had
expected to find a tight little puckered starfish, rather than the dark,
bruised, spongy orifice that I was presenting to him.

But, virgin though I was, I grinned at him salaciously, and offered a
justification for the anomaly.

"I've been shoving all kinds of shit up there for ages," I explained, "been
dreaming about this moment for months. I can even get a Coke bottle up
there, when I'm really horny!"

"You cheeky little fucker!" Dan responded; he was obviously shocked by my
revelation.

"Cheeky, HORNY, little fucker,' I teased him.



I had no fear of what Dan was about to do. I had been fucking myself with
makeshift dildos for nearly a year, most recently with soft-drink
bottles. I had eventually managed to get my hands on an old Coca-Cola
bottle, one of the classic, green-tinted, glass bottles from the
fifties. The fluted ridges were an absolute turn-on, and I had recently
managed to sit on it until my sphincter had slid all the way down to where
the bottle tapered back in towards the base.

What had really turned me on was the fact that, with the Coke bottle wedged
up my arse to the base, I had been able to walk around the empty house,
without the bottle slipping out. The sensation was beyond mind-blowing and
so erotic that the stimulation of my prostate, as I strode through the
house, would cause me to ejaculate without even touching myself. It was
effectively a giant butt plug.

The sight of me standing side-on to my bedroom mirror, with my eighteen
centimetre cock jutting out from my tiny twelve-year-old body, and the Coke
bottle stretching my tight little pucker, was a massive turn-on.

Of course, once I'd ejaculated, I'd immediately plunge into a fit of
depression and self-loathing, to the point where I would often come
perilously close to throwing my make-shift dildo away. But I never did.

The Coke bottle was well hidden in my room, back home in Nambucca, along
with a large bottle of baby oil that I'd managed to acquire without my
parents knowing. But I hadn't dared to try to bring either item down to
Sydney with me.



"Fuck!" Dan exclaimed, as his slimy index finger slipped easily into my
hungry arse.

He quickly added a second, then a third, while all of this was being
magnified and displayed in magnificent, HD colour on the wall behind him.

I groaned as my wildest dreams were being fulfilled.

Dan responded by rotating his wrist and spreading and curling his fingers
to maximise my stimulation. Then he pushed in further, in search of the
spongy tissue of my prostate.

"Oh god... oh FUCK!!!" I cried when he found it.

Then, quite unexpectedly, he quickly withdrew his fingers, much to my
disappointment. He leapt up off the bed, and strode over to his desk. Dan
turned towards me, suggestively holding up a dildo in one hand and the
bottle of lube in the other.

No words were needed; I just licked my lips and nodded enthusiastically.

He dropped the toys onto the bed, then picked up the bong, to which I gave
an even more enthusiastic affirmation.



Two well-packed cones later, we were both primed for some serious sex.

Dan was still wearing his POV cam, and was directing it straight at my
puckered hole, as he knelt between my outstretched thighs and began to
smear the fingers of his right hand with the lube. He then proceeded to
probe my cave of wonders with one finger, then
two... three... four... twisting, spreading and rotating until I was
writhing in frenetic ecstasy.

He paused, then leaned down low to focus in on my gaping hole, as he
quickly withdrew the intruders from my pucker. He reached over and held up
the little brown bottle of Jungle Juice.

"You know what this is?"

"I've seen Sven Laarson and some other guys sniffing it, and I've read
dozens of Nifty stories about poppers," I replied, "but I've never actually
seen it for real."

Dan uncapped the bottle, and sniffed through each nostril, then handed it
to me, as he resumed his assault on my arse.

I was still lying on the bed, with my head propped up by the pillows, and
my arse hanging over the end of the mattress. Tentatively, I closed off one
nostril and sniffed the bottle.

Thank god I was lying on my back, or I'm sure I would have tumbled
arse-over-tit.

Suddenly I felt very woozy and I was beginning to think it wasn't such a
good idea, especially when the room seemed to spin momentarily, as the
vapours hit. But then, as Dan began to simultaneously stroke my prostate
with his middle finger, and suck the head of my cock, I was transported to
Elysium!

The experience instantaneously eclipsed all previous sensory stimulation.

"Oh fuck! Fuck, fuck, FUCK!!!"

"You like that, huh?"

"Oh god! That is sooo unreal!"

I could hear my heartbeat, as it quickened pace, and my whole body seemed
to glow, like when my face does when I get embarrassed. I felt that, if Dan
turn off the lights, I would be glowing in the dark.

Then Dan found my spongy prostate again and, as he teased it with his two
middle fingers, I went into orbit.

Suddenly I felt as if I was no longer in the room, or rather that the room
extended out to infinity in all directions. When I looked up at Dan he
looked even more beautiful than he really was; he was impossibly so, beyond
anything I had ever seen before. He seemed to glow, and his blond, curly
locks seemed to emit light, like the images you see of angels in movies.

I knew I was hallucinating, but it seemed so real that it was beyond
real. Of course I would discover, over time, that this was a combination of
the effects of the dope, which was some pretty potent skunk, and the
poppers. The fact that this was my first experience of both together,
enhanced the effect; sadly I've never been there since. But that's drugs
for you, no wonder people become addicted, always chasing that elusive
first high.

Fortunately neither dope nor poppers are addictive in and of themselves;
but, shit!... that was one almighty fucking experience, and I wouldn't have
wanted it to have been with anyone other than the beautiful Dan.



But we were only just on the crest of the wave, and we still had a long
ride ahead of us.

Dan continued to tease my love button, and I continued to writhe and curse
like a navvy, as I was taken to Nirvana and back on his king size bed.

Eventually Dan withdrew his fingers from my gaping hole and leaned in close
to look right into the maw of my colon.

He jumped up and retrieved a powerful torch from his bookshelf, then he
returned to kneel before my still gaping arse.

My sphincter was totally relaxed, and Dan's POV cam was capturing the
magnificent sight of the inner wall of my anus, which was clearly visible,
thanks to the brilliant illumination of the torch.

"Oh, fuck yeah, baby, work that arse, Jess; show the world your sweet hole,
babe!"

He swooped onto my arse with his mouth, sucking, biting and licking at my
hole for all he was worth.

"OH, FUCK, Dan, oh shit, oh shit, oh god, JESUS FUCKING CHRIST, babe, eat
my arse, lick my hole!"

Dan leapt to his feet, then dropped onto my tiny frame and devoured me in
the most passionate kiss that I'd yet experienced. We snogged until I could
barely breathe. Then he stood up, grabbed the second-largest of the three
dildos, a massive, forty-five centimetre, black, double-ended, rubber dong,
which was as thick as my forearm.

He held it up to me. I nodded with a shit-eating grin, and grabbed the
poppers bottle from where it lay discarded at my side, while he lubed-up
the monster with a generous coating of Swiss Navy.

I took several deep snorts from the poppers bottle, then I gripped the back
of my knees and spread my legs wide and opened my sweet, twelve-year-old
hole for my eager lover.

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I've only just finished watching that segment of the video, not five
minutes ago, while I pounded my arse on my favourite dildo, and snorted on
a fresh bottle of Jungle Juice [still my favourite, after all these years]
and having just cracked another cone.

I shot off a massive load, reliving that once-in-a-lifetime experience.
It's a pale reflection of the actual event, of course, but it remains the
best porn I've got; the best I've ever seen, if I do say so myself; numero
uno in my great collection of some of the world's hottest Gay sex vids.

I'll have to take a break, before I've recovered enough to watch the rest
of the clip. Hope you can join me.