Date: Tue, 15 Mar 2011 07:04:32 -0400 (EDT)
From: Julyguy1@aol.com
Subject: Danny's Navy Cake.

Danny's Navy Cake.  Copyright  Alex Carr 2011

Once I would have pushed his hand away but now? Well a lot of water has
passed under the bridge since that first day I spent with Danny and
certainly I am a much different human being, having discovered the real me,
which is mainly thanks to Danny's persuasion and deep compassion.

He helped me to realise and understand something which had secretly been
hidden for some time, something of which I was ridiculously ashamed of -
all those things I did with myself in experimentation, to gratify the most
innermost feelings I realised when I reached puberty, when my hormones were
going mad, but when I realised I was not like most others of my sex, them
liking girls and such, me fancying boys.

But I kept it all dark, because I didn't realise there were others of my
leaning, but of course there must have been and they were probably like me,
very shy and very ashamed of what they were thinking and doing was wrong.
And myself, having come from a Catholic family - if my parents ever knew it
would have been a disaster.

I managed to keep all my secrets to myself altho0ugh carelessly once or
twice I was almost caught by my mother, who coming into the bedroom without
knocking, almost caught me experimenting per anal with a bulbous
screwdriver handle - just in time I managed to flick the duvet over me,
only the mirror was in an ominous position but I managed to explain that by
telling mum I had it down there on the floor against the chest of drawers
because I was cutting my toe nails.

Although she did catch me once masturbating and was I embarrassed! After
that she always knocked before she came into my bedroom,. I suspect
realising
 that her little boy had grown up in more ways than one, but she never said
a word about it, she simply smiled and departed quickly closing the door..
But back to Danny, the guy I love and the guy I sleep with, I was ready as
always for his need of me. It was good and wonderful the way he always
pampered me before he had me. And that first time I slept with him, with
another guy completely nude was really gorgeous, the thrill and excitement
of feeling and touching in the night, the smell of him, the taste of him,
all so
 very wonderful and meaningful.

I vouch now that without love, the sexual experience cannot truly last like
 it has with us, for a whole year at least, and we never tire of being with
each other in the most full and intimate way.

At first some of the things he wanted, and some of the things he wanted me
to do seemed repellent to me, like for instance he loved to gag me with his
worn briefs when he fucked me. And yet, under the spell of lust and all
Danny had done in such a very gentle and unrushed way, made it all seem
good and right and beautiful.

I have many times thought of that, of how when being under the spell of
lust and love with the one you want so very much, how all you inhibitions
go which makes it so wonderful and special to use all those dirty words
you'd never use ordinarily, well I wouldn't anyway, and then the things you
do, which become bog standard when you are making it together in the most
intimate way, all the sucking, the poking, tying up, and all the oral sex
you could wish for, having his cock and balls smother you, which with Danny
I love and I know he loves me doing, he stretching my ass cheeks so wide
apart as he does his thing with mouth and tongue between, giving me so many
beautiful vibrations.

"Shall we spend the evening listening to romantic music?" Danny asked as he
started to squeeze me there though my jeans. "It's been a fuck of a day and
just to be with you this evening, just you and me before we slumber will be
heaven.  You are perfection Babe - you are the one I love so much."  I had
no need to reply, he could see in my eyes I was a willing horse, he always
told me that, me teasing that I am no horse - his answer to that? " well
you certainly have the gallop, babe when you have the bit in your mouth!  "

And what he was meaning was when he liked to strap me in harness, something
 else I have learned to adapt to, to meet with his liking, but something I
do enjoy sop very much. It is like Danny has many sexual moods and wants,
so it is never boring, not as though it could be anyway, he was never
predictable, but he knew I would always aspire to his wants, I loved and
cherished him so much.  But for now I enjoyed his gentle touch, the way he
unzipped me as he continued to feel and explore like it was the first time.

"Babe you smell divine," he said - then he always liked to compliment the
way I smelt, like I was a favourite fruit, I told him that and you know
what he replied? "You are always fruity in my eyes" and then he went on to
give me the most wonderful cock sucking you could imagine, and no half
measures, he'd want me just to chill, lay back and enjoy and of course I
did, every moment, it was divine, to feel his mouth explore me everywhere
down there as he slowly stripped me bare, all the time his tongue teasing
the balls off me, then tracking up, stretching my ass cheeks apart, the
gentle sniffing again as I felt his tongue start to wet and rim me there,
always a delight to behold.

If I moved to touch him, feeling a little selfish in letting him do all the
 work, he said to wait, there was plenty of time for that, but for now he
wanted to enjoy the flavour of me. It was nothing unusual for Danny to
partake in taking a banana or a few grapes from the fruit bowl as he
enjoyed me between, taking a bite of his banana then of me, not literally
of course but you know what I mean, it was thrilling to watch him mush both
a banana and my pulsing appendage into his mouth, munching them all
together then sucking me again, and how wonderful that was.

And when he used the squirty cream that was a real thriller, his mouth
treating my cock and balls to a wonderful extravaganza supreme. And to feel
his tongue entering me there was so stunning.

This is what I mean about him always being unpredictable, and you know
something? It was nice and all part of our scene, both Danny and me. He
loved to enjoy me down there in so many different ways, beneath me so my
everything straddled his face, he simply adored that, his hands gently
gripping my hips and manoeuvring me to his wants.

It all gave me a real sense of belonging, of being wanted lock stock and
barrel, and then all the love he showed me, his kisses so warm and so deep
after he'd made me cum so strong, I couldn't hold back it was so wonderful,
even though sometimes he applied a ring he'd bought from Ann Summers, along
with the other things he`d bought there with which to experiment, the ver6y
kinky briefs and tights and especially the jock strap, I loved him in that,
he looking so very masculine end good, the way he stood there with it on,
his bulge doing everything for me, soon I was in a world of my own sampling
the goods as he liked to put it, I loved the flavour him, the pungent smell
of hard throbbing prick ( as he loved me to call it) the touch and the
swell as I took him into my mouth, feeling it grow so divinely and teasing
back the foreskin with my tongue as with tight fingers I massaged it firm
and hard, the way he liked it, the way his moans said he wanted it, his
prick standing out so strong with that wonderful jerking movement he loved
to tease me with, so much so I craved for his rough fuck inside me again,
to feel the length of that so wonderful prick fuck the ass off me.

But before that he'd like a lot more generating as he put it, when I
discovered his spanking kink it nearly put me off, how could he want to
hurt me if he loved me so much and wanted for out togetherness to be lovely
and thrilling.

But of course I relented, he really showed me that it could be a very
integral part of our sexual relationship, I felt like a naughty boy bending
over
 my Dad's lap to receive that hurtful spanking I remembered from my boyhood
when I broke a window with my football.

But it wasn't like that at all, Danny's gradual slapping, the nudging, his
 sweet licking and stroking made it all so good and wonderfully
stimulating, that when he did start to slap me with his open hand , he did
it gently, gradually building up, and with the application of coconut oil
with which he liked to massage it with, and once the initial sting was
over, I'd feel a sort of wonderful pleasurable numbness set in, which made
it all the more sensual , and most important, Danny loved it so much,
telling me to say to stop if it was too much, but I never did, taking the
pain with the pleasure, the pleasure always made it worthwhile and there I
was, as I wanted to be for dear Danny, all ass for him, and looking forward
to his quality fuck which would inevitably follow with such wonderful zest
and depth, it was all I ever want.

Come the finish of the spanking, something sin jeans, other ties in my
tight briefs or shorts, sometimes bare, he'd apply a final massage to
ensure no bruising would develop, then I felt the wonderful sensation of
his mouth and tongue lick me all over, his fingers entering me there with
lots of lubrication, getting it ready for the good things to come, when I'd
feel the best of his love could offer, that so well formed part of Danny I
loved so much to be fucked by, the feeling of it sliding up inside as he
heartily fucked me moving my ass in a rhythm for the best effect, his
wonderful fuck inside me giving me all the most wonderful comfort I could
ever desire.

The fuck ended with his inevitable shout of my name, and I felt the last
passive thrust as he came so strong fully wedged inside my wanting ass.

It was always like that, and the gag in my mouth loosened I knew it was
ended, the taste of him, the scent of him in my throat and his fuck, even
although he had finished, felt like it was inside me. In fact that's how it
always was with Danny, and for the next day my whole being felt still
submerged with his being, the numbness inside and in my ass was wonderfully
soothing, it was like I belonged to Danny and no one else, and his
demanding of me, which became ever more apparent, was perfect, in my eyes.

After that we'd sleep so wonderfully warm and holding each other, and then
in the morning, he'd wake me with his mouth already wrapping my cock which
he'd made erect in my sleep. What a wonderful awakening that was, and
invariably, before he went to work, he'd want his `morning dose of pure
unadulterated cock as he put it, he was very posh speaking which I adored,
I felt I was being fucked by a Lord no less..

And always he took me the whole way, he wanted that ; his `pre-breakfast
treat' he ensued and he really did love to swallow what he called my love
cream. Then he'd make me laugh because he was talking about how he fancied
some snap, pop and crackle for breakfast

Well that's how it is withy Danny. No wonder I love him to bits, and he
loves all mine not to mention what he has lately taken to calling it his
navy cake!