"Danny, I just love it when you suck me. Could you please do that some more?" I begged, well knowing that he loved to do it.
He didn't hesitate, or stop to answer. He practically assaulted my cock and within 2 seconds he was sucking me hard, the greedy way he always sucked. It was impossible to withstand his treatment for very long. His head was bobbing up and down, while his little hands held me in a tight grip massaging me up and down. Though his head was constantly moving up and down, he still managed to create an impressive suction almost enough to extract the cum from my balls purely by the vacuum. The feeling was unlike any other blow job I've had, and the effect was immediate.
Even though I wanted to cum in his mouth, I still wanted to make his fantastic blow job last a little longer. I decided to try to talk with him about it.
"Danny, it feels fantastic, but could you pause a bit please?" I asked.
He slowed down. Then stopped.
"Do you like to suck my cock?" I asked.
"Yes" he said, showing off his newly found verbal communication skills.
"Soon after I shoot my cum, the sucking dick stops. You know that, don't you?"
Danny looked surprised at first, but then he nodded.
"I know you like to make me cum. But it feel really good before you cum too, and when you cum it's over. So making it last longer can be really nice, if you're not in a hurry. Do you understand what I mean?"
"Yes" he simply said. I took it as he had understood my point. But I wasn't sure.
I showed him how to vary the speed, and the grip strength. Taught him to slow down, and how to tell when he needed to slow down or take a break to make it last longer. Some of it seemed to be understood but I still had to intervene a couple of times. He was leaning.
And I praised him, until he was glowing with pride. I think his dad and others never thought to praise him, probably because they thought he didn't understand it anyway. But he sure did. Most of the kind words he had experienced, were probably from satisfied truckers in the toilet.
The poor boy was in desperate need of attention and love. I would do my part, and then I'd have a word with his dad tomorrow before I left. His dad needed to talk a lot with him now. And make him know that he was loved like a normal dad loves his normal son.
And maybe they should work on easing up on the random trucker blow jobs. Though I had a feeling that Danny would never give up those.
The feeling in my cock was amazing. Danny now did a great job of keeping me really hot and close, but not too close to my ejaculation. I was leaking a lot of precum, which he seemed to like.
I held his little head in my hands while I looked at him doing his thing. He was fully focused on my cock. Stroking it. Kissing it, licking it and rubbing it against his face and then sucking it again.
I couldn't take much more and they little eager cock sucker had more than deserved his reward.
I spoke in a gently voice and said "Oh Danny. It feels so good. I think I'm ready to cum very soon"
"Can I cum on your tummy and your sexy dick, Danny?" I asked.
He looked confused, but nodded.
I put him on his back, sat next to him, grabbed my cock and aimed at his cute hard dick, as I began to stroke it.
With my other hand, I grabbed his dick and balls and fondled him, while I felt my orgasm getting closer.
I looked one last time at his cute face. I squeezed, felt the hardness of his cute dick, aimed and then I came, in a huge squirt. I nearly blacked out from the intense pleasure and wasn't able to see where my cum had hit. My body convulsed again as I let go of another big load.
I moaned and mumbled "Oh Danny"
Then my eyes focused and I could see the mess I had made all over his genitals and the lower bit of his tummy.
The sight was so sexy. This wonderful cute horny little boy, covered in my cum. I shot my next squirt aiming for his hard dick, but the power was gone from my ejaculation, and it landed on his slim tummy. I leaned closer to him, nearly rubbing my cock on his as I stroked while enjoying the rest of my orgasm and making sure the rest of my cum dripped down on his penis.
When I could breath, talk and think straight again, I snuggled up to my cute Danny and held him close, whispering sweet praises and grateful words in his little ear.
I was sure he liked my cuddling and praise too, because I knew he needed to feel loved. And I was going to make sure he felt that, for the rest of the time I had with him.