Date: Fri, 23 May 2008 12:00:21 -0600
From: victoria boy <victoria_boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Broken Arms Part 6

Broken Arms
Part 6

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

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

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As I was going to sleep I thought about what I would have done to help Dave
out if he was the one with the broken arms.  I would have helped with daily
routine things like dressing and eating, etc., and honestly may have even
jerked Dave off.  I was sure I would have been quite repulsed by the act of
having to give a friend a hand job, and would probably have even worn a
glove or something like that.  I would not have let Dave cum anywhere near
me, and would have punched him if he had even come close to my face.  My
stomach turned at just the thought of having Dave's dick touch my face, or
my mouth, or my tongue, and I don't know how Dave did it.

I realized Dave and I were very different people.  I thought for a long
time about what it would take for a guy do the types of things Dave was
doing for me.  I quickly realized that Dave enjoyed what he was doing for
me, and if I was enjoying it too it was a win-win situation, and I did not
need to be concerned.  I fell asleep thinking no matter what Dave liked, he
was a damn good friend and I was lucky to have him.

The next day Dave and I both slept in until about 10:00.  After my relief
the night before, and the extra bit I stayed up thinking, I was in need of
the extra sleep.  Dave must have been tired from traveling and boredom the
night before.  I needed to pee right away, and by the time I got back Dave
was just starting to pull the covers back for his own pee break.  I went
back to the bed to gather my energy until Dave returned, then he lay down
beside me.  We talked for a bit about how good we slept, and I told him how
my good sleep was because I finally got off.  I made sure he knew how much
I enjoyed it.

I could tell Dave was getting hard, and my dick was starting to twinge too.
I announced after a moment of silence that I needed a bath, and got up to
start to get ready.  Dave looked like he was ready to jerk me off and was
disappointed that I got up to go, but I was not ready to go again.

I walked into the bathroom and started the water and plugged the drain with
my foot.  It's amazing what you learn to do on your own.  I had learned to
strip down, but thought Dave would enjoy helping me out so I called him in.
I first asked him to tape the bags on my arms to keep my casts dry, then
asked him to strip me down.  He was more than happy to help out.  When Dave
took my underwear off he reached in to hold my dick as if protecting it
from the fabric on the way by.  I was soft, but as "plump" as possible
before getting hard.  Dave had a conspicuous erection of his own, and
standing there naked after getting groped and with Dave so turned on
started my penis rising.  Dave reached out to hold me again, but I stepped
back and told him it was time for my bath.  Poor Dave, but the anticipation
would do him some good.  I got into the tub and the very hot water calmed
my loins down, and I settled in as Dave watched for a second then went and
waited in the other room.

When it was time to get out of the bath Dave was happy to come and dry me
off.  He dried me pretty well, and he spent extra time drying off my super
heated low hanging balls.  Dave did not have to work hard to get a reaction
out of my genitals.  I had a semi very quickly, and Dave could feel the
fullness of my penis as he dried it.  I walked into my room, lead by my
flopping semi hanging out in front of me.  Dave followed moments behind me,
and I just laid back on the bed with my knees bending over the edge.  Dave
pretended like he was doing things around the room but he soon came and sat
on the edge of the bed beside me.  We talked about random things for a
while, but my conspicuous erection was drawing his attention.

"That treat was awesome," I started off saying when I noticed Dave was
looking down at my dick.  "I never knew anything could feel so good."

"Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy that."  Dave's reply was short.

"I want to go again," I said.

"Sure, it's a good way to start the morning."  I was about to get up to
straddle Dave again, but he moved in first and stood at the side of the bed
between my bent legs.  He reached down and gave me a few "priming" strokes
as he fiddled with his own clothes with his spare hand.  When he eventually
freed himself enough, Dave went down to his a kneeling position between my
now separated legs.  This was a new setup for us, and it took a little
adjusting to get the positions right.  I felt Dave pulling me by the dick
and the back of my knees that I needed to move closer to the edge.  I
inched that way until my ass was on the edge of the bed.  Dave lowered
himself down to his haunches, and got very close to the edge of the bed and
right between my legs.  I noticed right away the warmth of Dave's breath on
the sensitive skin of my scrotum and penis.  Dave was gently stroking my
shaft.

I was to on my back, and was reaching for a pillow so I could prop myself
up a little bit.  Dave got back up to his knees, switched to stroking me
with his left hand, and reached to the head of the bed with his right hand
toss two pillows in my direction.  When I was done getting comfortable, I
looked down to see Dave again using his right hand to jerk me, and
caressing my balls with the tips of the fingers of his left hand.  Dave was
focusing on the task at hand, and did not seem to notice I was looking down
at him for quite some time.  When Dave did notice he continued stroking me
while he shyly looked up and asked if I was ready.  I nodded my approval.

Dave looked back down at my throbbing dick, and looked for a moment like he
was building up his courage.  I had no doubt that Dave was going to rub my
dick on his face again, and that I was going to shoot my load on his face
when it was all done, but at that moment I was still unsure if I was going
to be treated to another tongue bath.  I did not have to wonder for long as
Dave slowly leaned forward, pulled my dick toward his mouth, and
outstretched his tongue.  When the head of my dick received the first lick
from Dave I gasped.  I think the sound of my gasp scared Dave because he
pulled back almost right away, and looked up at me almost afraid he had
hurt me.  I re-assured him when I looked down with a look of pure joy on my
face, and was nodding to encourage him to do it again.

When Dave returned to licking my dick, he was much less tentative.  Dave
was holding and stroking my shaft with his right hand, and swirling his
tongue first at the underside of the head and shortly all around the head.
His left hand was mostly holding and caressing my balls, but occasionally
left to (I assume) stroke his own dick, but his left hand never was absent
from pleasuring me for long.  Dave was becoming better and better at
handling my dick.  When I had been masturbating on my own I had always
worked through the jerking part as fast as I could, and took my main
pleasure from the orgasm and ejaculation part of the experience.  I had
learned from Dave how much I could enjoy the build-up holding on the edge
of an orgasm.  Dave always got me going quite quickly, but would hold me in
a state of super arousal for the majority of the time.  When I masturbated
myself it would take 5 minutes to get 30 seconds of pleasure.  When my dick
was under Dave's care, the experience would take 10-20 minutes, and a good
15 minutes of that would be intensely satisfying.

Dave must have felt by how swollen I was that he could slow down and hold
me on the edge for a few minutes.  Dave slowed his stroking down, and
almost stopped for a while, but he kept frequently and gently licking the
head of my dick.  Every lick made me harder and harder, and every time I
thought I could not get any harder, Dave would run is tongue around the
swollen head and make me pulse harder yet again.  My shaft was being slowly
stroked every 3rd or so lick, and my balls were still being fondled, but
even though these things added to my pleasure, the majority of my pulsing
was a result of the feeling of Dave's tongue against my purple head.  I had
not noted the time, but it had been at least 15 minutes, and I did not
think I could take anymore.  I was ready to finish, but Dave had other
ideas, and he continued to lick, stroke, and fondle just enough to torture
me, but not enough to cause me to cum.

I was not objecting to anything Dave was doing.  It felt fantastic to have
the head of my dick licked like this.  Any masturbation or hand job felt
good, but this was a whole different level of satisfaction.  From what I
could tell Dave enjoyed pleasuring me, and was completely fine licking my
penis.  After what must have been approaching a half hour, Dave started
bringing me closer and closer to the edge.  I would be stroked and licked
until my penis would tense up in a pre-orgasmic throb, and then Dave would
stop his licking just enough to let my dick relax before increasing his
licking again to make me throb back to the tense and hard form.  In the
last few minutes before making me shoot my load, Dave would still pause
after making me throb to my hardest point, but he started resuming licking
at first just as I was starting to go down, and then would tease me with
his tongue while I was still pulsed hard, causing me to pulse again and
stay in the extra hard state for longer and longer.  Soon Dave no longer
stopped licking and stroking between my largest pulses, but instead just
slowed his licking down as if to see how long he could keep me right on the
edge.

Dave looked up at me while he held me on the edge in his hand.  I was
squirming on the edge of the bed, but managed to nod down to Dave to let
him know I was ready to finish as soon as he wanted.  Dave gave me 2 or 3
sharp jerks to edge me even harder, and then picked a steady and slow rate
of stroking as he continued to lick me at a steady pace.  He could tell I
was near the point of no return so there was no need to warn him.  Dave
kept licking and stroking, and my fidgeting was moving my hips ever so
slightly so Dave just kept himself still as my body moved the shaft of my
penis through his hand and the head of my dick against his tongue.  I
grunted.  There was no turning back now; I was going to cum.

Dave held and twitched his tongue on dick head while I was enjoying the
sensation of my orgasm started.  I could still feel his tongue in contact
as I had my first dry convulsion, and it occurred to me that I should
probably say something or Dave was going to get my cum all over his tongue.
During an orgasm I was not able to turn my thought to warn Dave into an
actual vocalized warning.  I felt my next convulsion expel a big shot of
cum, but blinked just as it was leaving and am not sure if Dave's tongue
was still in contact.  I unloaded the rest of my cum on Dave's face in due
course.

Dave looked more surprised than normal when I looked down at him.  Both his
hand were still on me, one on my shaft and the other on my balls, and he
had not gone down to jerk himself off yet.  When Dave made eye contact with
me it snapped him back to reality, and he left my balls and started jerking
himself off.  Less than 30 seconds of manipulation and I could tell he was
going to shoot.  His face tensed up, and he leaned back as he shot his own
load up across his belly.

The time after our sessions was becoming less between Dave and I.  At first
I was trying to be careful so that I did not scare Dave off after I had cum
on his face, but now I was pretty comfortable with how he would react.  I
just got up and got a towel for Dave, and would leave it beside him so that
he was not disturbed.  I then carried on with my day and would go watch TV,
or go get clothes ready, or whatever while Dave would clean the two loads
of cum from his body and face.  When he was ready, Dave would come over and
join me in whatever I was doing.

The feeling of having my dick licked while getting jerked off was unlike
anything else I had felt in my life.  Feeling so good was causing me to
have some of the most intense and most satisfying orgasms of my life, but
at the same time I was looking more and more forward to my next chance to
have Dave get me off.  It was only a few hours after my morning tongue bath
when I started craving another treatment.  Dave had not initiated anything,
and instead had suggested we go sit in the back yard out in the sun.  I
agreed and we headed outside.

Dave and I had laid back in the sun before.  Dave got the soft strap lounge
beds off the deck and brought them down to the grass.  I liked these
loungers because it was like sitting in a hammock.  I had come out with
just some board shorts on, but Dave had to remove his shirt to get ready.
We both laid back for a bit, and Dave hiked up the legs of his shorts so he
would be able to get a tan above his knees.  I was not shy, so I just
removed my shorts and laid back in my briefs.  It was kind of liberating to
be outside in only my underwear.  I figured it was the middle of the day,
my parents were gone, our fence was high, and no one would see except Dave.
I was surprised that I got a semi as soon as I stripped down, but the tight
briefs kept everything in place and gave me an impressive looking package.

Our conversation circled around being outdoors and such, and I found out
that Dave had regularly gone outside to masturbate when he was younger, but
said he had not done that in years.  The talk had me turned on a fair bit,
and my dick was pushing against my briefs.  It didn't take Dave long to
notice my bulge and suggest we have a jerk off.  Logic and reason told me
it was pretty risky to fool around outside, but my sex drive won out and I
quickly agreed.  Dave knelt beside the lounger and I leaned back while my
dick was brought out of my underwear.  Dave played with it for a little as
if to prime it before getting serious.  Dave leaned over me, and after a
brief pause as of considering what he was doing, brought his head down and
started licking the head of my dick.  It did not take long for me to get
into Dave's licking and jerking, but I knew it could not last long as I
would get covered in cum when I shot.  I was wondering about this while
Dave continued licking.  I had my hands by my side and was holding the
straps of the lounging chair when I had an epiphany: I could stick my dick
between the straps!

With only a few moments needed for me to gather my thoughts, I think I
startled Dave by sitting up and moving into position while trying to
explain to Dave what I had in mind.  Dave just looked confused at my
babbling but appeared to be trying to understand what I was suggesting.
When I laid the head of the lounger flat and then laid back down on my
stomach, spreading the rubber straps of the lounger apart so I could stick
my dick through to the open air below, I could see it clicked in Dave's
head.  Dave reached under the lounge bed and could feel my hard-on pulsing
below.  He peered down below and saw there was enough room for him to slip
under the bed, and then he looked back up at me watching him as if to
confirm that he had figured out my plan correctly.  The smile on my face
was ear to ear, and Dave took that as his cue to get into position.

Dave had been working on me for a fair bit of time before I had made the
switch of positions.  I had been pretty close to cumming before, but the
short break I had taken to switch positions had given me a chance to calm
down a bit.  This was good news for me because I would be able to enjoy
some extra time with Dave licking.  Dave had lay on his back at the foot of
the lounger, and started inching himself up towards my dick.  I could feel
the air circulating around my hanging dick.  As Dave worked his way closer
I first felt the hair on his head ever so gently brush against my balls,
and my dick pulsed wildly.  Dave moved again and I pulsed again, this time
as my balls and shaft rested against his face.  Moments later another move
and my balls rested against Dave's lips and nose, and I could feel his
breath tickle my scrotum, causing my dick to pulse again and smack against
his forehead.  Dave exhaled all at once after the initial pulses, sending
me into another series of throbbings.

Dave paused and I could feel him breathing for a few moments as he adjusted
his arms into a new moving position.  When he inched a few more inches, I
noticed that the head of my dick was slippery with precum as it dragged
across his face, over his nose.  Peering through the lounge bands from my
vantage point I could not see much of what was going on, but I had made a
vivid picture in my mind of how this all looked, and in my mind it looked
HOT!

After Dave had moved enough that my dick had passed his nose, the head had
come to rest against his lips.  I guess Dave was having trouble moving his
arms to the right position.  As he moved around my wet dick kept slipping
across his lips.  It was starting to get a little dry as my pre-cum had
been spread around, but Dave stuck his tongue out to add a little moisture.
With the first touch of Dave's wet tongue I could feel myself pulse out
another drop of pre-cum, and then could feel his tongue spread my natural
lubricant around.  It felt very good, and I wondered if Dave could taste or
feel my contribution.

When I was sufficiently lubricated again, Dave managed to get his arms free
and could reach up in front of his face and grab my dick with one hand, and
hold my balls with the other hand.  Dave was licking me and gently stroking
me, removing one hand every so often to reach down and touch his own dick.
From the pace Dave was taking he was in no hurry to get me off, but was
letting me enjoy his services.

We had been outside for at least an hour when I started to feel like I
would not be able to hold off any longer.  I know Dave sensed this as well,
but instead of finishing me, he just stopped jerking me and let my dick
dangle there on top of his face.  I just lay there, panting, and wondering
what was going on as my dick continued to throb and pulse after an hour of
torture.

Dave sort of whispered from below: "I figured you could use a few minutes
to calm down."  As if this session had not gone on long enough, Dave was
going to take another break to prolong it even further.  "I'm in no rush,
and I think you are enjoying this," Dave whispered again.  As he moved his
lips I could feel them brush against the head of my dick, and could feel
the open space between the lips below.  The sensation of his lips brushing,
the air exhaling through them, and the vibration of his whispered voice
under them was something I wanted more of.  I almost instinctively asked a
question to get him talking.

"Do you have enough room down there?" I asked, immediately whishing I had
asked a question that would get more than a one-word response.

"Yeah, it's alright I guess.  Not a lot of free space but it works out.
Good thing I'm not claustrophobic."  Dave had not responded with a one-word
response.  I throbbed wildly while Dave was talking, and even after he
stopped talking.  The head of my dick had smacked several times against his
parted lips.  When he said the "th" in "good thing I'm not claustrophobic,"
I am pretty sure I felt his tongue as well.

I was desperately trying to think of something else I could ask Dave to
keep him talking, but I guess my brain does not function well in a state of
high arousal.  It turned out to be a moot point as Dave continued to
occasionally brush his lips against the head, and every once in a while
darted his tongue out to give me a lick.  I moaned my approval, and noticed
Dave would do more of whatever he was doing when I moaned.  It was as if my
incoherent sounds were as good as saying "Yes, that feels good, please do
more of that."

It did not take long for Dave to figure out that the brushing of his lips
was what was turning me on the most.  Even though his lips were parting,
the lips were both on the flat underside of my penis head so there was no
penetration, but the parted lips exposed the softer and moister skin of the
inside of his lips.

Dave returned one hand to my balls, and ever so gently caressed them
between his fingers.  Sometimes his fingers slipped around the base of my
shaft, and sometimes even the base of my balls and my body in the
surrounding area.  All the while Dave continued to lick and to dare I say
kiss my dick.  I was going crazy, and could not have been more turned on.
I think Dave had been stroking himself for most of this time, but I could
not see and figured he would not be doing this if he was not turned on as
well.

I guess Dave had enough of torturing me and decided to start stroking me
with his hand again.  Given all the new sensations that had been going on
for well over an hour.  I was ready to go.  Dave stroked slowly, but the
majority of the sensation was still from his licking.  I had my eyes
closed, but could vividly see Dave parting his lips and pressing his open
mouth against my dick, then reaching his tongue out to lick me, all the
while caressing my balls with one hand and stroking my shaft with the
other.  I continued to moan every time I felt Dave open his mouth, and Dave
kept opening his mouth over and over.

I know I should have warned Dave when I felt my orgasm starting, but I must
have been lost in my imagination and just continued to moan.  The slow
progression of my orgasm also made it feel less urgent.  Right at the last
minute I could feel myself holding my breath and then moan sharply as my
orgasm started, peaked, and as my dick started to pump and spew my cum from
my nicely caressed balls, up my shaft, out the head, and on to Dave's face
below.  In an instant of clarity just as I began to spasm I noticed I could
still feel Dave's lips, tongue, and open mouth below my dick.  Dave was no
fool and must have been able to feel my orgasm coming.  As quickly as my
moment of clarity had come, it was lost in the satisfaction of cumming.

As I lay there with my dick dangling across Dave's wet face, still pulsing
out the very last drips of my orgasm, I could heard Dave masturbating
below.  I could monitor his breathing as he exhaled across my sensitive and
moist dick, and could sense his body tense up as he must have been having
his own orgasm.  I was exhausted after the lengthy play time, and lay there
to rest with my dick resting and twitching on Dave's face.  He must have
been tired too as we both were still for at least 5 minutes.

I was not sleeping, but it that state just between awake and asleep when
Dave's movement brought me back to full consciousness.  Just as Dave had
inched under the lounger, he started to inch back out, my wet dick
spreading cum across his face and hair.  He turned his head side to side a
few times to try and flop me off, but it just spread more of my seed
around.  My dick also rubbed across Dave's hair, which probably cleaned
most of the cum off.  I just dangled there as Dave slowly made his way out
from under the lounger.  When Dave was free, I heard him stand up and tell
me not to move, he'd be right back.

Dave ducked into the house, only to return about 5 minutes later.  I heard
him walk over after the door closed, and sensed he was kneeling beside me.
He reached under the lounger and held onto my not yet completely soft dick,
and squeezed out the last drops of my ejaculate, and then he reached under
with his other hand and a towel to make sure I was completely clean.  I
looked over at Dave for the first time and saw he had put his shorts back
on, and to my amazement still had my cum all over his face.  I closed my
eyes and rested a while, and tried to catch an inconspicuous glance from
time to time, each time seeing that Dave still hand not cleaned himself
off.  Dave had cleaned his own cum off his belly, but my white goo was
still on his face, now turning more clear and dripping down his cheeks,
over his neck and onto his chest.  On my second to last glance I am pretty
sure Dave was using one finger to spread the remaining cum around his skin.
I quickly shut my eyes so I would not get caught, but could not resist and
found myself peeking again just as Dave was bringing the towel to his face
and cleaning the rest off.

I just lay there and pretended to keep sleeping as Dave returned to his own
lounger and lay down.  After I thought he had been motionless for a few
minutes I pulled my dick from between the bands of the lounger, rolled
over, and pulled my shorts back up.  I re-adjusted to a comfortable
position on my back, and don't remember a thing until Dave woke me up and
said we should add some sunblock or we'd get a burn.  I was only sort of
awake, and Dave took the liberty of assuming my consent, and squirted some
lotion on me then used both his hands to spread it over my body.  I dozed a
while longer after Dave was done, rolled over again for another few minutes
when I felt Dave adding more lotion to my prone body.  I again dozed and
was only woken up by Dave saying it was time to go in.

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