Date: Tue, 23 Nov 2004 20:39:15 -0500
From: Gerald Simmons <umpire@columnist.com>
Subject: Crush On Danny Part 2

"Hello?"

"Jerry?"

"Hey, Bobby.  What's up?"

"How about coming over Saturday night to watch the game and sleeping
over?"

"You mean over at your house or at mine?  It's really my turn to have you
over."

"Yeah, well guess who suggested I invite you over?"

"Your Mom?"

"Danny.  Can you believe it?  Usually he bitches about me having any of
my friends over, but after you guys talked football last time, he
suddenly thinks maybe some of my friends aren't such losers."

I thought Bobby's older brother was very cool, so I was on cloud nine
that this guy wanted me to come over to watch the game.  The only problem
was that Bobby wasn't into football as much as Danny and I, and the last
time I visited a short dinner conversation about various teams with Danny
seemed to make Bobby uncomfortable.  I think he felt left out.  Bobby was
my best friend, but I really liked his brother.  I was afraid of hurting
my relationship with Bobby.

I came over to Bobby's house an hour before the game started.  Danny was
nowhere in sight.  Bobby and I went to the TV room and we fooled around
and talked.  Bobby seemed a lot more relaxed to me this visit.  I was
relieved that he didn't seem as nervous as the first time I visited and
met his brother.  When Danny showed up, he was wearing just boxers like
before.  I was more thrilled than I was willing to admit to myself.  I
was looking forward to another opportunity to check out his loose fly and
what was underneath.  I made sure to position myself next to him on the
couch so that I had a good view of the TV and his lap.

Just like before, the open fly of his shorts revealed glimpses of his
pubes and cock.  About this time his Mom came in, greeted me, and asked
me whether I wanted something to drink.  When she glanced over at her
eldest son, I could tell she noticed his revealing position because she
grimaced and said, "Danny, put on something over those shorts."

"C'mon Mom, the game is about to start, and it's just us and Jerry here.
Jerry doesn't mind how I look, do you Jerry?"

I wasn't about to answer, and soon Danny was off to his room.  When he
came back, he had put on sweat pants.  I was very disappointed.  Soon the
game started, and I got engrossed in that and forgot about my desire to
see Danny's anatomy.  Bobby got into the game more than he usually did
when we watched football at my house.  I think he was enjoying being
accepted into his brother's cool world as much as I did.  We had a great
time.

By the time the game was over, Bobby's Mom had already retired to her
bedroom.  I was tired, but I wanted to hang out with Danny as long as he
would let me.  We all watched a cable movie that started after the game.
Bobby was soon asleep, and I was dozing off.  At one point I fell asleep
and started falling over toward Danny on the couch.  That woke me up, and
I jerked back up.

"Hey, that's cool.  You can lie down on the couch if you want."

I leaned back down carefully, and he subtly put his arm around my
shoulder.  Describing it makes it sound very awkward, but at the time, it
was all very buddy-buddy.  About the time I got comfortable.  Danny
jumped up.  That made me tip all the way over.

"Sorry man, I'm hot and Mom ain't around to complain, so I'm losing
these."  Danny explained as he stripped off his sweat pants.

That got my attention.  I just lay there waiting for his next move.  My
head was flat on his seat.  He came back over, and I lifted up.  He sat
down, and then he guided my head back into his lap.  This was the first
move that seemed awkward to me.  But I think it was just because from my
perspective he was placing my head within inches of his crotch.  He had
closed his fly, but I knew that it wouldn't take much movement to coax it
back open.  He had leaned back, so my face was not in his crotch, but it
was on his lap right above his fly.

As Danny continued to watch the movie, I began to shift my head subtly to
try to get his fly to open.  He asked me if I was comfortable.  I used
that opportunity to lift and reposition my head in a way that caused a
gap in his fly.  Bobby was asleep through all of these maneuvers.  I was
in heaven because now I could peak in and see the top of his cock along
with some of his pubic hair.  I pretended to continue to doze off even
though I was now wide-awake.  I wasn't paying any attention to the movie
by this time.  Suddenly Danny touched my shoulder and said, "Check this
out."

The woman in the movie was walking around her apartment in her
underwear.  Danny bucked me off his lap, so I sat up.

He plunged his hand into the waistband of his shorts and began adjusting
himself.  "Sorry, Jerry but I didn't want to pop a boner right in your
face."

We both laughed.  And I started asking him questions.  I was curious, but
I was also sort of playing dumb because I wanted him to talk about his
experiences.  He commented about how he ought to sit Bobby and I down and
gives us the real scoop about sex.  I took that as my opportunity to be
more explicit in my questions.  I started asking him about his boners,
and I asked him about how big it got.  I managed to tell him that I would
like to see him jack off.  He didn't seem shocked or anything, so I was
relieved.  There was silence, and finally I asked him if I could lay back
down.  He said sure, and as I moved into position, he spread his loegs
out casually, but it really opened up his fly so he was totally exposed.
I was pretty sure that his movement was intentional.

I was nervous, and I was afraid he could feel me shaking.  His dick was
moving up and down slightly with his heartbeat.  This fascinated me, and
I knew something was going on.  I shifted my body and brought one of my
hands right below my chin.  I rested it on his leg, and I heard him moan
slightly with approval.  He flexed his legs open and back.  I moved my
hand very slightly and slowly toward his exposed crotch.  He opened his
legs wider and left them there.  I took that as a request for me to reach
in, and so I did.  I grabbed and began caressing his cock.  He moan and
his dick got hard.  As he got hard, his dick began pointing in to my
face.  I stuck out my tongue and touched the tip of his cock.  He gasped
and bucked me off again.

"Oh man, we can't be doing this.  Bobby might wake up, or Mom might walk
in."  Danny yanked back on his sweat pants.  I just sat there in
silence.  Was he mad at me?  I wasn't sure.

"Let's all head to bed, and maybe I'll come visit you later like I did
last time."  Danny said as he began to shake Bobby awake.  I was still
lying on the couch with an erection.  Bobby was too sleepy to notice.  We
headed to bed, and I was thrilled with what had just happened.  But I
wanted more so I had a very hard time getting to sleep that night.