This story contains, or will contain, sexual scenes involving boys of the ages of 16, 13, and 8. Proceed at your own risk.
I got my wish just a few days after the encounter in the bathtub. Evidently now that Danny knew that he could get me to do stuff with him, he was going to want it all the time. That was okay with me, though, because the first time had felt really good, but I wanted a little more.
It was the weekend now, and I was planning on watching a movie in my room before going to bed. I had gotten it all set up and was snuggled warmly beneath my covers when Danny walked into my room. "Mind if I watch with you, bud?"
I knew then that I probably wouldn't be watching much of the movie if I said yes, but that was fine with me. So I replied with, "Sure."
He shut the door behind himself, and then made his way over to my bed and jumped up on it. He sat right next to me, on top of the covers, and we watched the movie as it began. It was only five or ten minutes into the movie before he shivered, maybe a little exaggeratively, and asked, "Can I get under the covers with ou? It's pretty cold in here."
"Yeah," I answered, and he hopped of the bed so I could lift up the covers and let him in. He slid in, got up right next to me, and then we pulled the covers back up to our chins.
I knew what was probably going to happen now. He just wanted under the covers so that no one would see if they happened to walk in. I wanted him to just go ahead and start touching me right away, but for some reason he was waiting, and I was too shy to start on him.
Eventually, over the span of a couple of minutes, he let his hand drift over so that it was resting on my upper-inner thigh, really close to my wiener, which was already standing up now that it knew what was coming. He slid his hand over a little more so that it was right on top, and gave it a little squeeze. I squirmed a little because it felt really good, but I think he might have thought I was trying to get him to stop.
"Do you want to do this again?" he asked, making sure. I just nodded my head and waited for him to continue. Once he had verified that I wanted him to do it, he moved his hand up and hooked a couple fingers around the waistband of the basketball shorts I was wearing. Then, kind of slowly, he pulled them down until they were about halfway down my thighs, with the help of me lifting myself up so that he could get them past my butt.
Now, before he slid my underwear, a pair of white briefs, off, he started rubbing all around the tent my boner was making in them. That felt pretty good, but it wasn't that fantastic compared to what he had been doing the other day. Once he was bored with that, he hooked his fingers around the waistband the same way he had done with the shorts, and slid them off with my help again.
Now came the good part I had been waiting for. He grabbed my boner with a few of his fingers and started rubbing it the best he could. While it felt just about as great as it did in the tub, I noticed that it was a lot more difficult to rub it since it wasn't slippery from the water.
He had only rubbed it like that for a couple minutes when he asked, "Do you want to play with mine while I rub yours?"
That seemed okay with me. At least he wasn't going to stop working on mine like he had last time. I nodded my head again, and he took his hand away from my crotch and then shuffled under the covers for a moment while he got his pants down. Then, he grabbed my hand and put it on his already rock-hard penis.
I tarted trying to rub it with my hand just like I had done in the tub, but I realized how much more difficult it really was without the water. Instead of just sliding down his shaft, it was more like a rub, and I didn't think it would feel very good to him if I started going as fast as last time. He seemed to be having the same trouble on me, and was really just rolling it around his fingers instead of doing what he was last time.
I decided to ask, "Can we just wait until we are in the tub again or something? I don't think this is going to feel as good."
"Me neither," he agreed, but then added, "I think we can do something in here that will feel even better than what we did in the bath, though."
I was pretty curious, and willing to try anything at the point, so I asked, "What?"
"I'll just show you," he said. Then he moved under the covers again to get his pants back up. After he had done that, he got out from under the covers and got off the bed. I started trying to pull my pants back up too, because I figured we were going to go somewhere else or something, but he stopped me.
"Just stay like that," he ordered. Then he walked around to the end of the bed and lifted up the covers. He stuck his head underneath and started to crawl up onto the bed towards me. I followed his progress by watching his outline in the covers until he had gotten all the way to me, and his head was right over my crotch.
Then he did something I wasn't expecting. He grabbed my boner and put it in his mouth, it felt really warm and wet inside his mouth.
"What are you doing?" I asked. He didn't even answer, but instead he started moving his tongue all around the tip and shaft of my dick, and then slowly began to move his head up and down. All the while, this was feeling great to me and I couldn't help but let out a few quiet moans.
He came up for air under the covers, and I heard him ask, "How's that feel?"
"Really good," I said, "keep doing it though, I want that thing that happened to you in the tub."
"Oh, you want to cum? Well it shouldn't be too hard to make that happen, but you won't shoot anything like I did," he explained. Then he slid his hands under me, grabbed both my butt cheeks in his hands, and went back to work on me, only a lot faster. I could hardly keep myself still, it felt so good.
All I could do was stair blankly at the TV screen that was still playing the movie that we hadn't been watching. My breathing began to get faster and faster as his licking and sucking started to feel better and better. He was really going at it now, too. I looked down and saw that his head was bobbing up and down really fast under the sheets, and I felt his tongue going all over my boner while it was inside his mouth.
It didn't take long for me to start to feel something building up inside of me. I knew I was going to do the thing he had called cumming, and I was ready for it because it had seemed like it had felt really good for him, so it would probably feel good for me. Whatever was building up started to feel so good that there was no way I could keep still, so I curled my toes and started squirming.
"I think it's happening," I stated. He didn't stop at all, and after another few seconds of squirming I felt myself start to spasm in pleasure, and I let out a bit of a shrill yelp that I hoped no one heard. I couldn't help it though, because it had felt that good, probably the best thing I had ever felt.
Once I was done, he took my boner, which was now getting softer, out of his mouth and then pulled my pants back up for me, since I couldn't do much of anything at that point. Then he crawled the rest of the way up the bed so that he could lay next to me.
"Did you like that?" he asked, smiling at me.
"It was awesome," I panted in satisfaction. What had happened had left me feeling great, but had also left me feeling a little weird and tired. At this point I just wanted to roll over in my bed and go to sleep, but I assumed he wanted me to do to him what he had done to me.
He probably noticed that my eyes were a little droopy, and he slipped his hand under my shirt to rub my stomach and said, "You probably don't want to do anything to me now, do you?"
I just shrugged my shoulders, and he said, "It's fine, that was your first time, I'll cut you a break. Next time you wanna suck me first, though?"
"Sure," I replied, and he got out of the bed.
"Maybe we can do this again tomorrow," he suggested before leaving the room. I nodded my head, and he turned to leave. If it was going to feel this good every time, then I wanted to do it every night.
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