Date: Sat, 31 May 2008 14:15:38 -0600
From: victoria boy <victoria_boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Broken Arms Part 7

Broken Arms
Part 7

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

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

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Our afternoon was pretty much shot after so much time in the sun.  Dave
went home to take care of some chores at home.  I was very tired and
decided to nap, and was woken up by the phone a few hours later.  Dave had
called to say his mom had told him he had to spend the night at home and
the next day with her, meaning he could not come over again until the day
after tomorrow.  I guess Dave's mom had barely seen her boy all summer and
was going to make sure they spent a little bit of time together.

I was disappointed to not have Dave around.  He was a great friend, not
only because he was licking my dick every day, but because I enjoyed
spending time with him too.  Dave sounded unhappy too, but it was a fact of
life and we both dealt with it.

Late that night Dave signed on to messenger and filled me in on his boring
evening of a family dinner and a family walk, followed by a family game of
scrabble (his mother did not realize she was the only one pretending it was
not a subtle attempt to add educational content to the summer).  His
parents had gone to bed, but had made it clear he was not to leave the
house.  My typing had improved slightly and I was able to bang out the
occasional word on the keyboard, but gave up after a while and turned on
the video call.

When our webcams flickered to life, I laughed to see we were both in our
underwear getting ready for bed.  I was sitting up at my desk, but Dave had
a laptop and it was sitting on his bed as Dave searched his messy room
looking for his headset.  When he found it, Dave returned lay in his bed
and there were a few moments of getting adjusted before the webcam focused
on his face as he brought the computer up to his lap.  We talked for a bit
about our evenings, and both of us agreed we were bored.  I confessed to
Dave that I had been horny ever since the afternoon and he laughed at me,
then agreed it was pretty hot and he had been horny too.

Small talk only continued another few minutes before I asked Dave if he was
going to jerk off before he went to bed.  Dave laughed and said he would,
but said he felt bad that I couldn't.  We both laughed, but I kept pressing
for details.  I suggested to Dave he should go for a self-facial, and he
agreed that would be what he was going to do.  A few minutes of small talk
lead to an awkward silence, followed by me hinting to Dave that I wanted to
watch him shoot on his face.

Dave said no way at first, but it only took ten minutes of my nagging
before he caved in and said I could watch.  A few minutes later Dave
admitted he was already rock hard, and he started jerking off-camera.  I
could hear his breathing change, and the look on his face showed that he
was starting to get into what he was doing.  I told him how frustrating
this was going to be for me, but it was still worth it.  Dave laughed at
me.  I asked him how he sat when he shot, and he explained how he put his
back up against the wall, and leaned his legs over.  I had been told before
that this was how Dave did his thing, but hearing it and knowing I was
going to be able to watch I was quite turned on.  I kept the conversation
going, but the anticipation was driving me insane.

It must have taken 20 minutes for me to get Dave ready.  As we got going
Dave showed me more and more, and he had been masturbating the whole time
so he must have been far enough into the horny mindset that he was letting
go of any remaining inhabitations.  Eventually Dave adjusted the camera so
it was lined up near the wall with a side view of where his shoulders and
head would sit when he shot his load.

I was hard as a rock, and had discovered that I had enough strength in my
fingers that I could at least do some playing with my own dick.  I was not
able to do much more than tease myself, but I was pretty turned on so was
happily throbbing along.  I did not tell Dave I was playing too, and he did
not ask.

Dave slowly got into position as I watched from home.  At first the camera
view was of his hips and lower torso laying on the bed with his legs up
against the wall.  Dave inched his legs up the wall, and shuffled his
shoulders back bit by bit.  As his hips traveled up the wall and out of the
top of the camera frame, his shoulders and face moved into frame from the
right.  Once his shoulders were in place, Dave lowered his legs back into
frame from the top, and I could see his cock hanging in front of his face
as he stroked himself.  I tried to sound approving to make sure Dave didn't
get embarrassed.  He looked like he was pretty caught up in the moment, and
there was not much that would be able to stop him until after he shot.

My own dick was driving me wild.  Though I would not have called it
masturbating per se, I was still slowly able to manipulate myself and was
feeling fantastic.  Dave looked like he was getting close, so I told him
not to cum yet.  Without any objection Dave slowed right down.  I told him
I wanted to see him lick the head of his dick before he was done.  This was
the first thing that had given Dave pause since he started getting into his
fun.  Dave was tentative, but with only a little encouragement Dave
stretched out his tongue and let me watch as he licked the throbbing head
of his dick.  All I could think of was having my dick there for Dave to
lick on, and I throbbed even more between my own fingers as I watched.

After the first lick, Dave went back for more on his own.  Soon he was
going to down licking the end of his dick like an ice cream cone.  Knowing
how good it felt to have my own dick licked by Dave, I could understand how
he was getting into his own actions.

"Put your lips on it," I called out over the headset.  Dave did just as I
said and quickly had his lips on the head of his dick.  "Keep licking like
that."  Dave's tongue could be seen slipping out of his parted lips and
around his dick while I watched.  When Dave had put his lips on my dick
that afternoon, his lips were along the flat side of my dick, and though I
could feel Dave's open mouth so close there was no penetration.  The way
Dave was lined up though had his dick pointing directly down at his mouth,
and I started to notice the very tip of the head must have been slipping a
little past his lips.  Not wanting to scare Dave off, I just said things
like "O ya," or "more," or "just like that" to keep him going.  Dave was
holding his shaft, but was only stroking slowly and occasionally.  Most of
the pleasuring he was being done by his tongue, lips, and I was guessing
his mouth as well.

"Fuck that looks good" was my next comment to Dave.  I could hear him moan
above the sounds of slurping.  Dave slowed his pace a few times, and then
resumed quickly and I guessed he was edging himself like he did for me.
"Feeling pretty good?" I asked.

"Ummm Hummm..." Dave moaned out without removing his dick from his lips.  I
moaned as well as I took a bit of my own saliva and used my fingers to
slide it all over the head of my dick.  I was very turned on.

"I can't take it any more, I'm going crazy!"  Dave could not possibly
understand my frustration.  "You should finish..."  Dave looked like he had
been holding back for a while.  "Make it good!" I called out as it looked
like he was getting ready to cum.

Dave was yelping and moaning, muffled with the head of his dick shockingly
deep in his mouth.  His tongue was darting out along his shaft, and I could
only see a fraction of his head still outside the barrier of his lips.
Dave's body tensed up as he yelped again, and then he went limp as I saw
his dick thrash flopping wildly out of his mouth and across his face as his
cum pulsed out and all around.  Dave did not close his mouth, and I
realized that he may have started his first shot while the head was still
inside.  As I was wondering if this was possible, Dave appeared to remember
I was watching, and closed his mouth just in time for a bit shot of cum to
hit him square in the lips.  He looked so anguished and so pleasured at the
same time.

I watched with my own jaw wide open in shock at what I had just witnessed,
and was barely aware that I was still working the head of my dick with my
limited finger dexterity as I could feel myself approach the edge of an
orgasm.  I could not believe it.  Watching Dave hand turned me on that even
my tiny manipulations had brought me to the point where I might be able to
finish myself.  I was not even completely through this thought when I
realized I was far past being on the edge--I was going to cum!  I quickly
scrambled up and looked for a place to unload, picking the desk right
beside my keyboard.  I shot my load at least 3 feet along the top of the
desk, and was proud of myself for not making a sound to let Dave know I had
finished myself.  Even through the cloud of an orgasm I realized that if
Dave was aware I could make myself cum again that he would not have to help
me out anymore.

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