Date: Sat, 29 Aug 2009 17:16:36 -0600
From: victoria boy <victoria_boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Broken Arms 10

Broken Arms
Part 10

A Story by Victoria_Boy@Hotmail.com
Comments & gifts (yeah right) welcome.

M/m, oral, mild domination, one way sex.

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After our morning exchange, my dick never stopped feeling like it was still
inside Dave's warm mouth.  Dave and I hung out for the day, and I couldn't
shake this feeling.  I was tempted to tell him, but I thought saying "it
feels like my dick is still in your mouth" would both acknowledge that my
dick had actually been inside his mouth, and might sound a little gay.  I
was probably right.

I also got the feeling that Dave was very satisfied by what had happened.
Dave almost looked like he was glowing.  I had not planned things turning
out this way, but having my dick slide in his mouth past the head, and
starting my orgasm while I was still inside Dave's mouth ended up being
sort of an unintentional line that had been crossed.  Dave had moved from
"licking" to "sucking" without even realizing it.  Crossing that line might
have been stressing Dave out, but since it had happened without a big
announcement or any apparent concern on my part, I think Dave was relaxed.
I wanted to make sure that since we had crossed that line once that we
would cross it again... soon.

Around 3:00 Dave mentioned that he would have to be home by 5:00 to help
his mom with dinner.  It took me about 2 minutes to work up the courage to
ask Dave if he would "help me out" again before he went home.  Dave quickly
agreed, and we decided to go downstairs to get started.

Once in my room Dave quickly stripped me down.  I was already hard in
anticipation of what was about to happen.  I had decided to make sure not
to say "suck," but to act as if this was no different than anything else
that had happened.  Dave had stripped himself down and was dropping to his
knees in front of the couch where I was sitting.  Dave started off stroking
me for a few moments as he looked up at me.  I had quickly formed a large
gob of pre-cum at the slit.  I looked down at it, and so did Dave.  When he
looked up in my eyes again I sort of smiled and nodded at him.  I then
reached out my cast covered arm and gently guided his head closer.  I
looked into Dave's eyes as he moved closer.  He broke eye contact for a
moment to look down at my dick, and could obviously see the pre-cum that
was waiting on the end.  I kept guiding his head forward, and just as my
dick was about to meet Dave's lips he looked back up to make sure I was
still smiling.  I was.  Dave parted his lips and they surrounded the head
of my cock.  I could feel his tongue as it spread the pre-cum around, and
his lips as they stroked the outside of my crown.

My hand kept guiding Dave downward until his lips reached the end of the
head.  Dave's inertia kept him going another half inch or so before he
realized I was not pulling him forward.  This was about as deep as I had
been when I started my orgasm in the morning.  Dave froze in place; his
mouth perched at the tip of my cock.  It was as if he did not know what to
do.  While he was sitting still, just the warmth of his mouth was enough to
make my dick throb three full times in rapid succession.  I could not see
it, but I suspected that throbs like this also produced a drop of precum
which would have been delivered from my body directly to Dave's tongue.

I was careful not to pull Dave further down with my hand, which had still
been resting on the side of his head and wrapped around the small of his
neck.  I did give Dave a little squeeze though, as if to say that I
approved of the sexual pleasure I was feeling.  I think the throbbing in
his mouth and the pressure at the back of his neck gave Dave just enough
reassurance to bring him back to life.  Dave's tongue slowly began to move
again against my head.  I could feel the slip of the combination of pre-cum
and saliva between his internal organ and the smooth skin of the underside
of my cockhead.

Soon after Dave's tongue came back to life, the rest of his mouth and lips
started moving around my cock as well.  I could feel Dave's hand on my
shaft gently stroke me, and his left hand came up and held my balls.  Dave
kept his head still for a short time as his mouth continued to suckle at my
penis.  I was shocked when Dave's head started moving a little bit further
down the shaft.  He had already been a half-inch past the end of the head,
and this was as much as I had ever had in his mouth.  I could feel that
Dave was slowly taking more.  As if by natural instinct I applied pressure
to the back of his neck, exhaled, and ever so slightly pushed in at the
same pace Dave was going down.  I guess about another full inch had gone in
before my exhale turned into a whimper of pleasure.  Dave stopped,
tightened his mouth around the part of my penis that was in his mouth, and
withdrew to the point where just the head was inside his mouth again.
After half a moment's pause, Dave pulled with his hand on my balls and
bobbed his head down on my shaft to the same depth as before, stopped, and
slowly withdrew the full two-and-a-half inches that had been inside his
mouth.

I was disappointed that Dave had removed my dick from his mouth, but at the
same time I did not want to scare him off.  Both of Dave's hands remained
fully attached to my shaft and balls as Dave gently stroked me.  I moved as
if to get in better position, and my foot came across something wet as it
crossed the floor under where Dave was kneeling.  I realized this must have
been his pre-cum, giving away just how turned on Dave was by what was going
on.  Though I was kind of grossed out by getting Dave's pre-cum on my foot,
I suppressed my reaction given that I had been pumping pre-cum into my
friend's mouth for a few minutes, and my cum onto his face (and even a bit
into his mouth) for several weeks.

"That felt so good," I said to Dave.  I didn't want to over-react and
acknowledge exactly what was going down here, but at the same time I wanted
it to continue.

I opened my mouth to continue encouraging Dave, but no words came out, and
I just stared down at him with my mouth open.  Dave looked back up at me,
and opened his mouth almost as a delayed mirror image.  I sort of smiled as
best I could with an open mouth, and watched myself gently guide Dave's
head back to take my shaft again.  Dave just looked up at me as my hard
penis made its way back into his mouth.  He could have stopped me at any
point, but he did not.  In fact, Dave must have been using his shaft hand
to align my cock with his mouth, and his hand on my balls if anything was
pulling me forward instead of pulling me back.

Before I reached the depth I was at before I stopped, and then pulled back
ever so slightly.  Dave almost looked concerned as my dick started to
travel outwards, and I could feel his hand on my balls tighten as if to
hold me in place.  I continued to pull out until I could again see the
crown of the head just peek its way outside Dave's lips, and then I pushed
back in the same amount I had just taken out.  I gently repeated these
steps a few times, and Dave closed his eyes as he appeared to "get" what
was going on.

Dave's tongue come alive inside his mouth and darted around my shaft and
the head of my cock.  Everything felt so good, so warm, and so slippery.
Just after Dave's tongue started to move, Dave's neck muscles took an
active role in what was going on.  Dave took over setting the pace, and
synchronized his bobbing with the stroking of his hand.  Dave also took
over depth control.  At first, Dave was bobbing up and down the same amount
that I had started with, but every ten or so strokes he would take an extra
eighth of an inch.  Within a few minutes, Dave was taking the two and a
half inches he had set as a depth record about five minutes before.

After a few minutes the sensations were starting to add up, and I asked
Dave to slow down.  He stopped on a downward stroke, and started to slowly
pull off.  If I had thought about it I would not have stopped him, but I
was not thinking.  I grabbed his head and said "No don't stop... just slow
down a little.  Dave stayed in place, but did not resume his head bobbing.
"I'm enjoying this and I don't want to cum too fast," I continued.  "Just
keep me on the edge for a bit."

These were pretty brave instructions for me to give to Dave, and easily
could have scared him off.  Fortunately for me, Dave cooperated completely
and resumed his motions, going down to his previous depth and back up again
in slow deliberate strokes.  I could feel an orgasm approaching, so I
squeezed his neck again, and rested my other hand on top of his head to
hold him still.

"Woah," I gasped.

Dave was confused at first, but then realized I needed him to stop for a
second so I could hold back.  After a few moments of stillness, Dave
flicked his tongue again, and my penis throbbed between his lips.  When it
was safe to continue, I pulled his head down on me again and Dave resumed.

I stayed on the edge of orgasm for at least three minutes.  At several
points Dave was one tiny flick away from causing me to shoot, but he was
carefully paying attention to my hands and the moans from my mouth and was
spending more and more time completely still as my penis rested.  When Dave
was moving I was looking down and watching my dick go in and out of my
friend's mouth as he fondled my balls and stroked my shaft.  I wondered
when I started cumming how long I should risk staying inside his mouth
before pulling out and shooting on his face.  This thought had me again
grasping Dave's head for stillness as I was right on the edge.  When he
started flicking his tongue again I immediately grasped him harder to
indicate I couldn't take it.

"Dude, I'm really close here."

Dave froze.  He didn't move at all for a good 30 seconds, during which time
my dick went through a number of throbs while resting across his tongue.
After a few throbs Dave thought I was calmed down enough, and tried a
tentative shift of his tongue, but froze again as I grasped tight."

"Seriously," I said, holding Dave in position.  "It almost feels like it's
already started."  I had never been this close to cumming for so long, and
was confused by the sensations.  "I'm so so so so close!!"  I paused for a
few seconds to enjoy the sensations I was feeling from my dick.  I wondered
what was going through Dave's mind as I precariously teetered on the edge
of an orgasm with two-and-a-bit inches of my penis buried inside his mouth.
I bet he was a little nervous every time he felt me throb.

"K, I can't hold back much longer," I explained to Dave after another good
rest.  "Next time we get going don't stop.  You can finish me."

I let go of my grasp on Dave's head, but he still sat there motionless.  I
was about to clarify to Dave that he could resume, but he started moving on
his own.  First he had small movements of his tongue.  Soon he added a
little bit of lip motion and suction, and then his tongue started moving
all around.  Instead of a running jump off a cliff, Dave was slowly pushing
me in the smallest increments possible towards the edge.  At this pace
there would be no grand movement to start my orgasm, but a tiny action that
would just barely push me past the point of no return.

Dave slowly moved his head down to take another fraction of an inch of my
shaft into his mouth.  I could feel my extremely hard head slide the little
bit between his tongue below and along the roof of his mouth above.
Another small intake and I throbbed wildly.  Another and I was guessing we
were in as deep as I had ever been before.  Another movement down my shaft
and I moaned my pleasure.  Another bit in and I was guessing we were coming
up on three inches.  Bit by bit Dave kept going down more and more until I
called out.

"Yeah!"

This was meant to be an encouragement for Dave to keep going, but I guess
he took it as a sign of pending orgasm and started to pull back.  I stopped
him by grabbing his head again, and almost pushed it back down to where he
had been.

"Close... not there yet," I gasped, and let Dave go.  It was true, I was
very close.  The bobbing of Dave pulling back and me pushing him down again
had felt good and brought me even closer.  I immediately let go and Dave
started flicking is tongue again.  I was right on the edge and was not
going to stop.  A final glance down to see how much of my dick was in my
friend's mouth made me think: "I'm getting a blow job!"

"Ok yeah keep going... I'm right there."  My breathing was short, and I'm
sure I was gasping.  "So close... Yeah keep going... I can feel it
starting... ugh, ok... UGH!! Fuck yeah!"  My dick was so hard in Dave's
mouth, and I could feel it stirring with an orgasm brewing inside.  I knew
I was about to start ejaculating and with all I had risked so far I could
not risk the first shot going in Dave's mouth.

"I'm gonna cum I'm gonna cum... I'm cumming!!"  As I was starting my
warning I expected Dave to pull off my dick immediately.  Instead, Dave did
one last bob all the way down until I felt the head of my dick hit the back
of his mouth.  "I'm shooting!! Pull out PULL OUT!!"  I was franticly
yelling afraid that if I came in his mouth that Dave would not be willing
to help me out any more.  My orgasm was well underway and there was nothing
I would be able to do to stop from cumming if he didn't pull off right
away.  As quick as he had gone down Dave popped back up and I could see the
first shot of cum leave my dick just as Dave removed it from his mouth.  As
clear as could be I saw half the first shot land in his still open mouth
before he closed it, and the rest of my sperm unloaded across his face.

Since I had been edging so long, the amount of cum I shot on Dave's face
was huge.  I was admiring my work as Dave's face tensed up and he started
his own orgasm.

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