Date: Mon, 7 Dec 2009 00:13:08 -0500
From: Dave Gabriel <pldmt1@gmail.com>
Subject: making music with daniel and jan part 9

Hi Guys,

Hope you enjoy! - Dave

Jan had a chamber music concert in New York City and had to leave for two
nights during the third week at Applewood, so Daniel and I were alone in
the cabin. I was almost nervous to be alone with him, like a kid. Jan was
the alpha male of the cabin, you could say - as I said earlier he had this
authority about him that made other guys follow his lead. There was some
vague thought like, "What will we do without him?"

Since that one incredible time in the morning a week earlier, Daniel, Jan
and I hadn't done anything sexual together, at least not actively.
Nevertheless, the atmosphere was always erotic in the cabin. We all woke up
with morning wood, and we all changed in front of each other. Daniel was
less shy about letting us see his young body, and we were less inhibited
about looking at him. There was lots of looking at each other, there were
lots of erections, and some wrestling around together, but nothing more.
Not like I was complaining - my time with Charles was as incredible as
anything I had ever experienced...

The first night that Jan was gone, I decided to give Daniel a present I had
bought for him. After our trip to get his speedo, I went back to the same
store store to get some other random stuff that I really didn't need. What
I really wanted to get was a jockstrap for Daniel. Knowing his enjoyment of
his underoos, I had a feeling he would like one, and bought one for him.

We had dinner with everyone, Daniel played some ping-pong, and I milled
around with some other adults. until it was time for bed. We brushed our
teeth and headed down to the cabin together in the dark. There was a spot
in the woods where the path dipped and there were some rocks. It was easy
to trip and fall there, especially in the dark, although no one had yet.
Jan always carried a flashlight he had, but we didn't have it with us
tonight. I led the way and shimmied down the rocks, and turned and gave
Daniel my hand. "Here. Lean into me if you feel like you're gonna fall." He
looked at me and took my hand. He skipped down the rocks, leaned his weight
into me, and was fine. I held his hand fast, not letting it go, and we
continued our way. He didn't let go of my hand either, and I turned and
could just see his white teeth and his typically mischievous smile in the
fractured moonlight through the trees.

We made it to the cabin. "Quick piss?" It was a tradition now - we peed of
the landing of the stairs, every since the first time that hot morning a
week earlier with the three of us.  My dick was growing from the contact
with Daniel. I pulled down my jeans and underwear, not trying to hide it.

He looked at me and giggled. "Your dick is soooo big!"

I smiled. "Pretty normal. Not like Jan's - he's humongous!"

He giggled some more. He took out his dick and began to pee with me. We
finished and shook off, and went inside the cabin. "Got something for you -
found it at the store we got your speedos. You ready?"

"Yeahhh!" he cried, all gay. I was so taken with this boy. I found the
jockstrap in my suitcase, still wrapped in plastic, and handed it too him.

"To add to your collection. Try it on," I said, ruffling his hair.

He looked at it and then started to open the plastic. "Wow - thanks!" He
took the jockstrap out. "What is it - underwear?"

"It's a jockstrap. It covers your front side and protects it but there's
nothing on the back - people use 'em for sports and stuff but I like to
wear one in the summer when it's hot."

He looked at it and looked at me. "How do I wear it?" he asked, a little
nervous.

"Just put it on like normal underwear." He hesitated, standing there. "Tell
you what - we can sleep in 'em. I'll put mine on too."

"You've got one?"

"Yeah. I jog in 'em."

"Cool." He still stood there. I took off my shoes with no more fanfare and
pulled down my jeans, pulling them off. Daniel began to slowly undress,
taking off his docksiders first, and then his khaki shorts. He was in
regular white briefs. I faced him directly and pulled down my underwear,
removing it, standing naked in front of him. My dick was still a little
puffed up and Daniel eyed it.

"Come on - don't get all shy now that Jan's not here! Just us guys." He
giggled and pulled down his briefs. His dick, with its new small patch of
brown wispy pubic hair, was standing horizontal but was still not long at
all; he was half hard. He was so cute; I began to get hard. Quickly, I went
to my suitcase and found my jockstrap and slid into it. He looked at
me. "See - that's all there is - underwear with no back." I turned around
and showed him my ass.

"Cool," he whispered. "I've seen these before." I could only imagine where
but didn't ask - probably porn! He slipped into his now. He looked down at
himself - he was ravishing.

I tried to control my passion and lust. I was on my way to being hard. "Fit
good?" I said, fake-calmly.

"Yeah!"

"Turn around for me - lemme see from the back." He looked at me and smiled
naughtily. He turned slowly and shimmied his naked ass for me. Daniel was
thin and didn't have a very round ass, but he had some baby fat on there
that just drove me crazy. Now with a little tan from the last few weeks,
the pearly whiteness of his skin was all the more beautiful. He stuck his
ass out again and turned toward me with his head.

"How's it look?" he said.

I was fully hard. I swallowed, giving myself away. "Good. Really good."

He turned around and looked at my crotch. "Reaaallly good!" he said,
imitating and mocking me. "You're hard! You've got a big boner - I see it
there!" he said, pointing.

"Guess so," I said, a little nervous, defeated. This 12 year old boy had
complete control over my will at this moment, with his beautiful, soft
body, his slightly feminine way of moving, and his coquettish teasing. I
saw a familiar tent in his new jockstrap.

"So are you, Daniel!"

He giggled. We stood for a while, me looking at him, him looking down at
his body, looking around at his ass, walking around a bit, looking at me
and my crotch. Suddenly, he said, "I wanna see. Take my picture." He
reached in his dufflebag and took out his small digital camera.

"No way! You're too sexy. Your mom or dad sees you looking all sexy in
those they'll find out who took the picture and they'll kill me."

He looked disappointed. "No fair. I wanna see what I look like."

"I've got an idea. I'll film you on my camera. We can watch it, then we'll
erase it." I wasn't lying - I had no intention of hanging onto anything
like that! Besides, disseminating porn of under-aged boys was not my
thing. I liked the idea, though, of filming him - and so did he.

"Cool!" he said excitedly. I reached in my suitcase for my camera, which I
hardly ever used. I turned it on and fortunately it was charged. I turned
it to standby.

"You ready?"

"Yeah!"

"Do whatever you want - here goes - recording!"

At first, he was suddenly shy. He looked down and turned around. "I'm
nervous," he whispered.

"You turn around like that and I get to film your cute butt!"

He turned around again. "No fair!" he said, smiling.

"Walk around like you were before - like you're a model. That's what you
were doing. You look really great - really cute, Daniel."

He smiled, emboldened, and began to pace around. He stopped, rested his
hand on his hip, and extended his hip outward invitingly. His hard bulge
sat there in his jockstrap. He looked at the camera and licked his lips and
widened his eyes. He was driving me crazy. I couldn't resist and pulled
down the front of my jockstrap. My hard cock jutted out. He stopped and
stared, wide-eyed. "Holy crap," he said.

"Sorry Daniel," I said quietly. "He just had to come out and get some air."

"No...it's okay." He looked at my dick, pulsing. I set the camera on pause
and walked slowly towards him.

"Why don't you sit on your bed," I said quietly. He obeyed, docile, looking
up at me and then looking back at my cock. His mouth was slightly open. He
was seated. I moved right up to him and pulled down the jockstrap more. My
cock was inches from his pretty face. "You like the way that looks,
Daniel?"

He giggled nervously, saying nothing. The kid was so precocious, it was
almost as if he was mocking me - me with my sexed-up clichˇs, asking him
if he liked it. But he was hot for my dick, no doubt. I heard him
breathing, his breath was trembling a bit. I looked down and saw the tent
in his jockstrap. He looked up at me questioningly. "Can I...?"

"Do whatever you want."

He reached out and touched the base of my cock, and then surprised me,
leaning forward and kissing the tip. I shuddered with pleasure and
surprise. His small warm lips felt so tender and good. He looked up and
smiled, not shy any more. "Do the camera again!" he said.

"Really?"

"Yeah - I wanna make a porn film and then we'll watch it. I wanna see what
it looks like to suck your dick."

I turned the camera on and fixed upon him and my cock. When he was
convinced I was filming for real, he returned to my cock and began to lick
the head like a little slut boy. I couldn't believe it. He looked up at me
and smiled, then took the tip of my cock into his mouth and began to suck
gingerly. "No teeth - right?" he giggled. I couldn't even say anything,
except, "Jesus, Daniel, that feels so good." I continued filming him and it
was clear that he was right where he wanted to be - submissive, serving his
man. And he was good - very careful not to touch me with his teeth. He did
not swallow much of me but his teeth barely scraped me at all and I could
tell he had thought about this a lot and maybe even practiced somehow.

"You're doing great, Daniel. I love the way you look, sucking on my
cock. You're gonna like seeing this." He kept on sucking, intently,
dutifully. He wanted to get me to come, and I was getting close. But I
couldn't come in his mouth! He was so small and cute, so fresh.

"I'm gonna shoot my cum out of there soon, Daniel," I whispered, rubbing
his hair gently with my hand.

"I know," he said, looking up slowly. "I can taste a little - salty," he
said, and licked his lips. Fuck. I pulled off of him and sat down next to
him. "What are you doing?" he asked.

"I feel strange a kid your age swallowing my cum is all."

He didn't get it and shrugged his head. "But you've gotta cum." He sat
there for a moment. "I know!" he said. "We'll do like we did at the pond!"
With that, he leaned down and began to kiss my right nipple and lick
it. Holy shit; that was sweet. He looked up. "How's that?" he asked,
genuinely curious.

"You're so good, Daniel...so good," was all I could say.

He giggled. "I'm gonna make you cu-uumm," he sang mockingly." He looked at
my dick. "Jerk off your big dick while I lick your titties," he said,
giggling. I complied, taking my dick in my hand. He resumed biting my
nipple lightly, and licking and kissing it. I could hear him slurping on my
nipple and was so close to cumming, but was savoring it slowly. He looked
up.

"Film it again!" he said, impatiently.

I reached for the camera and turned it on, honing it in on Daniel's cute
face, sucking on my tit, and my right hand jerking my dick. My orgasm
began. "Here comes, baby - just for you," I whispered haughtily. He stopped
and watched my dick, mouth open. My first shot hit him in the cheek. He
flinched, but remained. "Watch out!," I said, uselessly. Two more shots
came and landed on my chest. I still filmed. Daniel leaned down onto my
belly. One more shot hit him somewhere on his face - I couldn't see from
above. I turned off the camera and put it down.

Daniel leaned his head on my belly and stayed there. What was he going to
do? I lay there, perched on my shoulders, watching him. He wouldn't turn to
me now, and was silent - he wanted to taste me but was embarrassed.

"Go ahead, Daniel. Do what you want, sexy boy."

He leaned down and gingerly licked on my tummy, tasting my cum. He paused,
and then continued, lapping up my cum with his tongue slowly. I moaned with
pleasure. Now he was quiet and serious, but moaned almost imperceptibly, in
a high pitch. It was the first time I had heard him do that. I had just
come, but I felt my dick harden in response to the sounds he made. I laid
my hand in his hair gently, stroking him, he moaned some more, this time
louder. He moved down to my dick. He licked the head and more cum oozed out
slowly into his mouth. He lapped it up with his tongue, making little
noises - "Mmm. Mmm" - in a high-pitched voice. He sucked my cock like that
for a while, and it slowly became more flaccid. He seemed utterly content.
I He was a born cocksucker and this is what made him happy - to be a little
sexy boy, lapping up on his man's cock.