Date: Sun, 3 Jan 2010 02:09:54 -0500
From: Dave Gabriel <pldmt1@gmail.com>
Subject: making music with daniel and jan-10

Daniel was still lapping on my cock and I could not believe it. He
evidently enjoyed eating my cum and was licking the tip of my still
engorged cock now, hoping for more of my semen. He looked up at me and I
stroked his hair stupidly.

"Am I good at sucking cock?" he asked, looking at me expectantly, licking
his lips.

"You are...incredible, Daniel. I can't believe how sexy you are."

"I'm sexy!" he said, and then laughed. "Dave thinks I'm sexy," he said, to
no one in particular, and then giggled a little. "Let's see," he said, and
grabbed the camera from my hand. I resisted at first, holding it
tightly. "Come on - no fair," he whined. "Why did we tape it then?"

It was true. But I felt freaked out about seeing him drink my cum on
tape. I thought he might think it was gross if he saw it. I wanted to erase
it. But I didn't want to let him down - he looked so eager. I gave him the
camcorder and showed him how to rewind it. We began to watch it, me leaning
over his shoulder. First it was the dancing bit in the jockstrap. "Ah
man..." he whispered quietly, half smiling. He was embarrassed.

"Man, Daniel...you just look great," I said, reassuring him, stroking his
shoulder. "And another thing - you've got such a great ass," I said
matter-of-factly. He turned around and looked at me and smiled wryly.

"You like my ass?"

"Yup."

"But I'm just a boy!"

Funny...that that should occur to him now! What a strange comment. It threw
me.

"I mean...it's little is all." He turned and examined his ass.

"Here, wait," I said. I paused the camera playback and took it from his
hand. He didn't object, and waited. I gently raised him so he was
sitting. "I'm gonna film your ass a little."

"What should I do?"

"Get on your hands and knees on the bed there."

He giggled and complied. As he raised himself, I saw his tent - his 4
inches or so sticking out the front. I began to grow excited, and only
minutes after my orgasm, my cock was expanding rapidly. I turned on the
camera and held it on his ass. He knew just what to do. He began to shake
his ass back and forth, slowly. It looked so sexy, bare like that in the
jockstrap. I was quickly becoming hard. He looked back at me. I was
standing now, and my cock was raising up.

"You're getting hard from me again!" he said in a mocking tone.

I stopped the camera and put it down. "Yeah, but now it's time for you to
have some fun," I said quietly. I walked towards him and he was quiet. I
pulled on the back strap of the jock teasingly and he giggled and
squirmed. I sat slowly on the bed. Now my face was close to his boy-ass and
I could smell him just a little bit. I was filled with lust for him. He
looked back at me, watching. I looked at his crack and with two fingers of
one hand, spread his cheeks just a little bit.

"Hey!" he protested, meekly.

I ignored him and squeezed his cheeks. He sighed just a little and
continued to watch me. I spoke softly. "Have you played with your ass at
all?" I asked him, looking at him and brushing his hole lightly with my
finger.

"Hey - ahhh!," he whispered, and flinched a little. His hole was a little
moist - like it was covered in mucus, just from the tiny area I could
feel. I could smell more strongly now a musky smell and wondered when he
had made a bowel movement last. I was intensely aroused by the smell from
his ass and desired him strongly, like something to eat or drink.

"What do you mean, played with it?" he asked. His voice was quivering just
a bit and he talked more softly now.

"You're a smart boy, Daniel. And I know you're curious. I'll bet you know
just what I mean."

He smiled, a little shy, and looked at me, his ass sticking out. "You mean
stick something in there?"

"Yeah."

"Nah...That's yucky!"

I only half believed him and anyhow he was obviously intrigued. He was
letting me touch his hole now with my finger lightly. He squirmed a little
but remained there. "It's not yucky at all," I said. "It's sexy and I'll
bet you would think so too. Let me show you what I mean."

I continued to stroke his crack with my index finger slowly. His head was
turned, looking at me. His mouth was slightly open. Slowly, I now pulled
down the jockstrap. "Gonna get this off," I whispered. His body trembled a
little. I pulled the jockstrap down and he raised his knees a bit,
steadying himself with his hands. It was off. I reached around and finally
touched his cock. It was hot and rigid, and pulsed at my touch. "Ahh!" he
whispered. I moved my hand away.

"Hmm hmmm. Someone has a stiff boner!" I said mockingly. He said
nothing. "Now, Daniel - lean down on your elbows for me." He wasn't sure
what I meant and looked at me helplessly; I helped him and gently lowered
him so that his back was arched and his ass stood up. Now his hole was
raised and ready. I could not resist or wait any longer and since he was so
docile and quiet, I continued. "Now I'm going to show you something that I
know you'll like, Daniel," I whispered. He looked at me, waiting. I leaned
into his ass and opened his cheeks. I smelled him immediately - a smell of
sweat and a little poop, and skin. I was overcome with desire for him. I
leaned down and slowly licked his hole.

"No - ahh!" He tightened. "That's dirty! There's poop in there probably..."
I gently but firmly pushed his back down, forcing him onto his elbows.

"Relax, Daniel," I whispered, holding him like a kitten on his neck,
keeping him there. He looked at me from the side, his head down on the bed,
his mouth open, perplexed. I returned to his ass and opened his hole again
with my fingers. He resisted for a moment again, and I leaned down and
found his hole with my tongue. He flinched one last time, and then
relaxed. His breathing quivered and he was quiet. He buried his head into
the bed and rocked a little. He was mine, finally. I tasted his ass. It was
bitter and a little salty. I pushed on his hole with my tongue now.

"Ahh..." he squirmed. My tongue entered his hole just a little and I tasted
more of a bitter, coppery taste. I moved back and licked the outside of his
hole, pausing, admiring it. It was pink, like a little button, perfectly
formed. He squirmed his ass again and I realized he wanted more. I looked
and his head was on the bed, turned sideways, eyes looking straight ahead,
mouth open - waiting.

I leaned up to his ear and whispered to him. "Feels good?"

"Yuh huh."

I stroked his slimy ass with my finger and whispered to him again, "Turn
over and lie on your back."

He slowly turned over and I was taken aback by his beauty - his thin form,
his little nipples that stood out just a bit, the little baby fat around
his sides, his smooth, girlish legs...and his boy's cock, standing straight
up, pointing at his chest. His balls were tight and small. I pulled on them
first, very lightly. "Ahh..." he hissed, looking at my hand.

"Raise your legs up, Daniel. Like this," I said, and helped him. "Now hold
them up there with your arms." I took his arms and showed him where to hold
his legs with his hands, under his knees. He lay there now, curled, with
his asshole exposed. I resumed tasting his hole, licking it. He bucked and
pressed against me.

"I wanna jerk. My cock is so hard, Dave!"

"I know. Hold off just a little. I'm gonna finger fuck you."

"What?"

I said nothing more, but looked at him as I spit on my index finger. I
rubbed it around his entrance and he trembled. I spit on my finger
again. "Start pushing out, like you're going to poop," I said.

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah. Then you'll open up."

He squirmed and I knew he was pushing. I rubbed around his hole and slid
in. He flinched. I stopped, not even an inch in. I pulled out.

"I was in there for a second," I said. I stroked his cheek and he smiled. I
spit on my finger again and rubbed it around his hole. "Push out." I slid
it in. He flinched but didn't back off, he held me there in a grip. I moved
in slowly.

"Ahh! You're inside my butt!" His voice trembled. He grabbed my other hand
and squeezed it. I felt so close to him then. I looked at his dick. It had
shrunk a little and was hanging to the side, half hard. The head of his
dick, I could see, was shiny with precum. I pulled out my finger
again. This time when I brought it too my mouth, I tasted his shit - it was
bitter and slightly sweet. I sucked it off and put more spit on my finger.

"Okay here goes again," I said. "Push out," I said, and thrust my finger in
more quickly. I was in a couple of inches. "Now - " and I pushed in
further.

He stopped breathing for a moment and looked up at me, and then jerked, and
said something like "Huh." And then, "Oh man."

"Feel that in your dick now?"

I didn't have to ask. I looked at his cock and it was straightening out,
pulsing upward. I had found his young prostrate with my finger more or less
fully in him now, and he was feeling deep pleasure. He squeezed my
hand. His hand was clammy and trembling.

"Dave...that feels really good now."

"Good." With the middle finger of my left hand, I began to finger fuck him
slowly, and he stayed there in a ball, rigid, looking at me. With my right
hand, I began to jerk my cock, looking at his body, feeling my finger in
his ass. I moved closer to his face and said, "Hold your head up for a
minute." I propped his pillow up, doubling it, so his head was tilted
towards my cock. I moved my cock in front of his mouth and looked at him. I
rubbed it along his lips and he slowly opened his mouth, looking at me,
giving me a little of his tongue. He began to lick my cock head while I
jerked, approaching orgasm already. He moaned a bit and bucked on my
finger.

"You're fucking me Dave," he whispered, my cock above his mouth.

"It feels great to have my finger in your hole, Daniel."

"What's my butt feel like inside?"

"It's very tight and very warm," I answered.

"You're gonna cum again, aren't you," he observed. "I taste it on my tongue
again." He looked at my cockhead and moaned a bit as I fucked him with my
finger, deep as I could go now in his ass.

"Yeah..." I whispered. "Where do you want me to come? Should I shoot it on
the bed? Or on you?"

"Don't waste it on the bed! Shoot it on me - shoot it on my face and on my
chest again. Then we'll drink it." As he said that, I started to orgasm. It
built up a little slower than the last one.

"Daniel, jerk yourself off now," I whispered. He took his cock in his hand
with my finger still in his hole. He still held his legs up in a squat. He
was so tense, so charged with sex. I felt his asshole contract on my
finger. I began to shoot my cream on his face. He closed his eyes. It
landed on his cheek, and then I aimed my cock in his sweet little mouth and
he put his tongue out gingerly, catching a big gob of my juice. He held his
tongue there, frozen, and moaned. His tempo on his own cock increased, and
he closed his eyes.  A few seconds later, his first shot fired out of his
small cock. It landed on his belly, and immediately after another shot
arrived on his face. Three or four fast shots splattered on his chest. I
looked at his spasming cock. He moaned and I fed him my cock head again. He
took it in his mouth and licked me again, drinking more from me. I felt his
tight hole contract in spasms around my finger. "Gonna pull it out now," I
whispered. I pulled out my finger as slowly and evenly as I could from his
asshole. It plopped out after a few seconds. I licked his shit off as he
watched.

"Ewww!" he proclaimed, and stared at me. I looked at him back.

"Wanna taste?" I asked, sucking more on my finger.

"No way!"

"Then at least eat your cum." I scooped some up with my other hand and put
it on his lips. After a moment, he put his lips around my finger and
suckled. I scooped up more and fed it to him, feeding him my own cum as
well. I snuggled up next to him finally and he held my finger in his mouth,
sucking. I kissed him on the neck finally and said good night.