Broken Arms Part 6
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M/m, oral, mild domination, one way sex.
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As I was going to sleep I thought about what I would have done to help Dave out if he was the one with the broken arms. I would have helped with daily routine things like dressing and eating, etc., and honestly may have even jerked Dave off. I was sure I would have been quite repulsed by the act of having to give a friend a hand job, and would probably have even worn a glove or something like that. I would not have let Dave cum anywhere near me, and would have punched him if he had even come close to my face. My stomach turned at just the thought of having Dave's dick touch my face, or my mouth, or my tongue, and I don't know how Dave did it.
I realized Dave and I were very different people. I thought for a long time about what it would take for a guy do the types of things Dave was doing for me. I quickly realized that Dave enjoyed what he was doing for me, and if I was enjoying it too it was a win-win situation, and I did not need to be concerned. I fell asleep thinking no matter what Dave liked, he was a damn good friend and I was lucky to have him.
The next day Dave and I both slept in until about 10:00. After my relief the night before, and the extra bit I stayed up thinking, I was in need of the extra sleep. Dave must have been tired from traveling and boredom the night before. I needed to pee right away, and by the time I got back Dave was just starting to pull the covers back for his own pee break. I went back to the bed to gather my energy until Dave returned, then he lay down beside me. We talked for a bit about how good we slept, and I told him how my good sleep was because I finally got off. I made sure he knew how much I enjoyed it.
I could tell Dave was getting hard, and my dick was starting to twinge too. I announced after a moment of silence that I needed a bath, and got up to start to get ready. Dave looked like he was ready to jerk me off and was disappointed that I got up to go, but I was not ready to go again.
I walked into the bathroom and started the water and plugged the drain with my foot. It's amazing what you learn to do on your own. I had learned to strip down, but thought Dave would enjoy helping me out so I called him in. I first asked him to tape the bags on my arms to keep my casts dry, then asked him to strip me down. He was more than happy to help out. When Dave took my underwear off he reached in to hold my dick as if protecting it from the fabric on the way by. I was soft, but as "plump" as possible before getting hard. Dave had a conspicuous erection of his own, and standing there naked after getting groped and with Dave so turned on started my penis rising. Dave reached out to hold me again, but I stepped back and told him it was time for my bath. Poor Dave, but the anticipation would do him some good. I got into the tub and the very hot water calmed my loins down, and I settled in as Dave watched for a second then went and waited in the other room.
When it was time to get out of the bath Dave was happy to come and dry me off. He dried me pretty well, and he spent extra time drying off my super heated low hanging balls. Dave did not have to work hard to get a reaction out of my genitals. I had a semi very quickly, and Dave could feel the fullness of my penis as he dried it. I walked into my room, lead by my flopping semi hanging out in front of me. Dave followed moments behind me, and I just laid back on the bed with my knees bending over the edge. Dave pretended like he was doing things around the room but he soon came and sat on the edge of the bed beside me. We talked about random things for a while, but my conspicuous erection was drawing his attention.
"That treat was awesome," I started off saying when I noticed Dave was looking down at my dick. "I never knew anything could feel so good."
"Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy that." Dave's reply was short.
"I want to go again," I said.
"Sure, it's a good way to start the morning." I was about to get up to straddle Dave again, but he moved in first and stood at the side of the bed between my bent legs. He reached down and gave me a few "priming" strokes as he fiddled with his own clothes with his spare hand. When he eventually freed himself enough, Dave went down to his a kneeling position between my now separated legs. This was a new setup for us, and it took a little adjusting to get the positions right. I felt Dave pulling me by the dick and the back of my knees that I needed to move closer to the edge. I inched that way until my ass was on the edge of the bed. Dave lowered himself down to his haunches, and got very close to the edge of the bed and right between my legs. I noticed right away the warmth of Dave's breath on the sensitive skin of my scrotum and penis. Dave was gently stroking my shaft.
I was to on my back, and was reaching for a pillow so I could prop myself up a little bit. Dave got back up to his knees, switched to stroking me with his left hand, and reached to the head of the bed with his right hand toss two pillows in my direction. When I was done getting comfortable, I looked down to see Dave again using his right hand to jerk me, and caressing my balls with the tips of the fingers of his left hand. Dave was focusing on the task at hand, and did not seem to notice I was looking down at him for quite some time. When Dave did notice he continued stroking me while he shyly looked up and asked if I was ready. I nodded my approval.
Dave looked back down at my throbbing dick, and looked for a moment like he was building up his courage. I had no doubt that Dave was going to rub my dick on his face again, and that I was going to shoot my load on his face when it was all done, but at that moment I was still unsure if I was going to be treated to another tongue bath. I did not have to wonder for long as Dave slowly leaned forward, pulled my dick toward his mouth, and outstretched his tongue. When the head of my dick received the first lick from Dave I gasped. I think the sound of my gasp scared Dave because he pulled back almost right away, and looked up at me almost afraid he had hurt me. I re-assured him when I looked down with a look of pure joy on my face, and was nodding to encourage him to do it again.
When Dave returned to licking my dick, he was much less tentative. Dave was holding and stroking my shaft with his right hand, and swirling his tongue first at the underside of the head and shortly all around the head. His left hand was mostly holding and caressing my balls, but occasionally left to (I assume) stroke his own dick, but his left hand never was absent from pleasuring me for long. Dave was becoming better and better at handling my dick. When I had been masturbating on my own I had always worked through the jerking part as fast as I could, and took my main pleasure from the orgasm and ejaculation part of the experience. I had learned from Dave how much I could enjoy the build-up holding on the edge of an orgasm. Dave always got me going quite quickly, but would hold me in a state of super arousal for the majority of the time. When I masturbated myself it would take 5 minutes to get 30 seconds of pleasure. When my dick was under Dave's care, the experience would take 10-20 minutes, and a good 15 minutes of that would be intensely satisfying.
Dave must have felt by how swollen I was that he could slow down and hold me on the edge for a few minutes. Dave slowed his stroking down, and almost stopped for a while, but he kept frequently and gently licking the head of my dick. Every lick made me harder and harder, and every time I thought I could not get any harder, Dave would run is tongue around the swollen head and make me pulse harder yet again. My shaft was being slowly stroked every 3rd or so lick, and my balls were still being fondled, but even though these things added to my pleasure, the majority of my pulsing was a result of the feeling of Dave's tongue against my purple head. I had not noted the time, but it had been at least 15 minutes, and I did not think I could take anymore. I was ready to finish, but Dave had other ideas, and he continued to lick, stroke, and fondle just enough to torture me, but not enough to cause me to cum.
I was not objecting to anything Dave was doing. It felt fantastic to have the head of my dick licked like this. Any masturbation or hand job felt good, but this was a whole different level of satisfaction. From what I could tell Dave enjoyed pleasuring me, and was completely fine licking my penis. After what must have been approaching a half hour, Dave started bringing me closer and closer to the edge. I would be stroked and licked until my penis would tense up in a pre-orgasmic throb, and then Dave would stop his licking just enough to let my dick relax before increasing his licking again to make me throb back to the tense and hard form. In the last few minutes before making me shoot my load, Dave would still pause after making me throb to my hardest point, but he started resuming licking at first just as I was starting to go down, and then would tease me with his tongue while I was still pulsed hard, causing me to pulse again and stay in the extra hard state for longer and longer. Soon Dave no longer stopped licking and stroking between my largest pulses, but instead just slowed his licking down as if to see how long he could keep me right on the edge.
Dave looked up at me while he held me on the edge in his hand. I was squirming on the edge of the bed, but managed to nod down to Dave to let him know I was ready to finish as soon as he wanted. Dave gave me 2 or 3 sharp jerks to edge me even harder, and then picked a steady and slow rate of stroking as he continued to lick me at a steady pace. He could tell I was near the point of no return so there was no need to warn him. Dave kept licking and stroking, and my fidgeting was moving my hips ever so slightly so Dave just kept himself still as my body moved the shaft of my penis through his hand and the head of my dick against his tongue. I grunted. There was no turning back now; I was going to cum.
Dave held and twitched his tongue on dick head while I was enjoying the sensation of my orgasm started. I could still feel his tongue in contact as I had my first dry convulsion, and it occurred to me that I should probably say something or Dave was going to get my cum all over his tongue. During an orgasm I was not able to turn my thought to warn Dave into an actual vocalized warning. I felt my next convulsion expel a big shot of cum, but blinked just as it was leaving and am not sure if Dave's tongue was still in contact. I unloaded the rest of my cum on Dave's face in due course.
Dave looked more surprised than normal when I looked down at him. Both his hand were still on me, one on my shaft and the other on my balls, and he had not gone down to jerk himself off yet. When Dave made eye contact with me it snapped him back to reality, and he left my balls and started jerking himself off. Less than 30 seconds of manipulation and I could tell he was going to shoot. His face tensed up, and he leaned back as he shot his own load up across his belly.
The time after our sessions was becoming less between Dave and I. At first I was trying to be careful so that I did not scare Dave off after I had cum on his face, but now I was pretty comfortable with how he would react. I just got up and got a towel for Dave, and would leave it beside him so that he was not disturbed. I then carried on with my day and would go watch TV, or go get clothes ready, or whatever while Dave would clean the two loads of cum from his body and face. When he was ready, Dave would come over and join me in whatever I was doing.
The feeling of having my dick licked while getting jerked off was unlike anything else I had felt in my life. Feeling so good was causing me to have some of the most intense and most satisfying orgasms of my life, but at the same time I was looking more and more forward to my next chance to have Dave get me off. It was only a few hours after my morning tongue bath when I started craving another treatment. Dave had not initiated anything, and instead had suggested we go sit in the back yard out in the sun. I agreed and we headed outside.
Dave and I had laid back in the sun before. Dave got the soft strap lounge beds off the deck and brought them down to the grass. I liked these loungers because it was like sitting in a hammock. I had come out with just some board shorts on, but Dave had to remove his shirt to get ready. We both laid back for a bit, and Dave hiked up the legs of his shorts so he would be able to get a tan above his knees. I was not shy, so I just removed my shorts and laid back in my briefs. It was kind of liberating to be outside in only my underwear. I figured it was the middle of the day, my parents were gone, our fence was high, and no one would see except Dave. I was surprised that I got a semi as soon as I stripped down, but the tight briefs kept everything in place and gave me an impressive looking package.
Our conversation circled around being outdoors and such, and I found out that Dave had regularly gone outside to masturbate when he was younger, but said he had not done that in years. The talk had me turned on a fair bit, and my dick was pushing against my briefs. It didn't take Dave long to notice my bulge and suggest we have a jerk off. Logic and reason told me it was pretty risky to fool around outside, but my sex drive won out and I quickly agreed. Dave knelt beside the lounger and I leaned back while my dick was brought out of my underwear. Dave played with it for a little as if to prime it before getting serious. Dave leaned over me, and after a brief pause as of considering what he was doing, brought his head down and started licking the head of my dick. It did not take long for me to get into Dave's licking and jerking, but I knew it could not last long as I would get covered in cum when I shot. I was wondering about this while Dave continued licking. I had my hands by my side and was holding the straps of the lounging chair when I had an epiphany: I could stick my dick between the straps!
With only a few moments needed for me to gather my thoughts, I think I startled Dave by sitting up and moving into position while trying to explain to Dave what I had in mind. Dave just looked confused at my babbling but appeared to be trying to understand what I was suggesting. When I laid the head of the lounger flat and then laid back down on my stomach, spreading the rubber straps of the lounger apart so I could stick my dick through to the open air below, I could see it clicked in Dave's head. Dave reached under the lounge bed and could feel my hard-on pulsing below. He peered down below and saw there was enough room for him to slip under the bed, and then he looked back up at me watching him as if to confirm that he had figured out my plan correctly. The smile on my face was ear to ear, and Dave took that as his cue to get into position.
Dave had been working on me for a fair bit of time before I had made the switch of positions. I had been pretty close to cumming before, but the short break I had taken to switch positions had given me a chance to calm down a bit. This was good news for me because I would be able to enjoy some extra time with Dave licking. Dave had lay on his back at the foot of the lounger, and started inching himself up towards my dick. I could feel the air circulating around my hanging dick. As Dave worked his way closer I first felt the hair on his head ever so gently brush against my balls, and my dick pulsed wildly. Dave moved again and I pulsed again, this time as my balls and shaft rested against his face. Moments later another move and my balls rested against Dave's lips and nose, and I could feel his breath tickle my scrotum, causing my dick to pulse again and smack against his forehead. Dave exhaled all at once after the initial pulses, sending me into another series of throbbings.
Dave paused and I could feel him breathing for a few moments as he adjusted his arms into a new moving position. When he inched a few more inches, I noticed that the head of my dick was slippery with precum as it dragged across his face, over his nose. Peering through the lounge bands from my vantage point I could not see much of what was going on, but I had made a vivid picture in my mind of how this all looked, and in my mind it looked HOT!
After Dave had moved enough that my dick had passed his nose, the head had come to rest against his lips. I guess Dave was having trouble moving his arms to the right position. As he moved around my wet dick kept slipping across his lips. It was starting to get a little dry as my pre-cum had been spread around, but Dave stuck his tongue out to add a little moisture. With the first touch of Dave's wet tongue I could feel myself pulse out another drop of pre-cum, and then could feel his tongue spread my natural lubricant around. It felt very good, and I wondered if Dave could taste or feel my contribution.
When I was sufficiently lubricated again, Dave managed to get his arms free and could reach up in front of his face and grab my dick with one hand, and hold my balls with the other hand. Dave was licking me and gently stroking me, removing one hand every so often to reach down and touch his own dick. From the pace Dave was taking he was in no hurry to get me off, but was letting me enjoy his services.
We had been outside for at least an hour when I started to feel like I would not be able to hold off any longer. I know Dave sensed this as well, but instead of finishing me, he just stopped jerking me and let my dick dangle there on top of his face. I just lay there, panting, and wondering what was going on as my dick continued to throb and pulse after an hour of torture.
Dave sort of whispered from below: "I figured you could use a few minutes to calm down." As if this session had not gone on long enough, Dave was going to take another break to prolong it even further. "I'm in no rush, and I think you are enjoying this," Dave whispered again. As he moved his lips I could feel them brush against the head of my dick, and could feel the open space between the lips below. The sensation of his lips brushing, the air exhaling through them, and the vibration of his whispered voice under them was something I wanted more of. I almost instinctively asked a question to get him talking.
"Do you have enough room down there?" I asked, immediately whishing I had asked a question that would get more than a one-word response.
"Yeah, it's alright I guess. Not a lot of free space but it works out. Good thing I'm not claustrophobic." Dave had not responded with a one-word response. I throbbed wildly while Dave was talking, and even after he stopped talking. The head of my dick had smacked several times against his parted lips. When he said the "th" in "good thing I'm not claustrophobic," I am pretty sure I felt his tongue as well.
I was desperately trying to think of something else I could ask Dave to keep him talking, but I guess my brain does not function well in a state of high arousal. It turned out to be a moot point as Dave continued to occasionally brush his lips against the head, and every once in a while darted his tongue out to give me a lick. I moaned my approval, and noticed Dave would do more of whatever he was doing when I moaned. It was as if my incoherent sounds were as good as saying "Yes, that feels good, please do more of that."
It did not take long for Dave to figure out that the brushing of his lips was what was turning me on the most. Even though his lips were parting, the lips were both on the flat underside of my penis head so there was no penetration, but the parted lips exposed the softer and moister skin of the inside of his lips.
Dave returned one hand to my balls, and ever so gently caressed them between his fingers. Sometimes his fingers slipped around the base of my shaft, and sometimes even the base of my balls and my body in the surrounding area. All the while Dave continued to lick and to dare I say kiss my dick. I was going crazy, and could not have been more turned on. I think Dave had been stroking himself for most of this time, but I could not see and figured he would not be doing this if he was not turned on as well.
I guess Dave had enough of torturing me and decided to start stroking me with his hand again. Given all the new sensations that had been going on for well over an hour. I was ready to go. Dave stroked slowly, but the majority of the sensation was still from his licking. I had my eyes closed, but could vividly see Dave parting his lips and pressing his open mouth against my dick, then reaching his tongue out to lick me, all the while caressing my balls with one hand and stroking my shaft with the other. I continued to moan every time I felt Dave open his mouth, and Dave kept opening his mouth over and over.
I know I should have warned Dave when I felt my orgasm starting, but I must have been lost in my imagination and just continued to moan. The slow progression of my orgasm also made it feel less urgent. Right at the last minute I could feel myself holding my breath and then moan sharply as my orgasm started, peaked, and as my dick started to pump and spew my cum from my nicely caressed balls, up my shaft, out the head, and on to Dave's face below. In an instant of clarity just as I began to spasm I noticed I could still feel Dave's lips, tongue, and open mouth below my dick. Dave was no fool and must have been able to feel my orgasm coming. As quickly as my moment of clarity had come, it was lost in the satisfaction of cumming.
As I lay there with my dick dangling across Dave's wet face, still pulsing out the very last drips of my orgasm, I could heard Dave masturbating below. I could monitor his breathing as he exhaled across my sensitive and moist dick, and could sense his body tense up as he must have been having his own orgasm. I was exhausted after the lengthy play time, and lay there to rest with my dick resting and twitching on Dave's face. He must have been tired too as we both were still for at least 5 minutes.
I was not sleeping, but it that state just between awake and asleep when Dave's movement brought me back to full consciousness. Just as Dave had inched under the lounger, he started to inch back out, my wet dick spreading cum across his face and hair. He turned his head side to side a few times to try and flop me off, but it just spread more of my seed around. My dick also rubbed across Dave's hair, which probably cleaned most of the cum off. I just dangled there as Dave slowly made his way out from under the lounger. When Dave was free, I heard him stand up and tell me not to move, he'd be right back.
Dave ducked into the house, only to return about 5 minutes later. I heard him walk over after the door closed, and sensed he was kneeling beside me. He reached under the lounger and held onto my not yet completely soft dick, and squeezed out the last drops of my ejaculate, and then he reached under with his other hand and a towel to make sure I was completely clean. I looked over at Dave for the first time and saw he had put his shorts back on, and to my amazement still had my cum all over his face. I closed my eyes and rested a while, and tried to catch an inconspicuous glance from time to time, each time seeing that Dave still hand not cleaned himself off. Dave had cleaned his own cum off his belly, but my white goo was still on his face, now turning more clear and dripping down his cheeks, over his neck and onto his chest. On my second to last glance I am pretty sure Dave was using one finger to spread the remaining cum around his skin. I quickly shut my eyes so I would not get caught, but could not resist and found myself peeking again just as Dave was bringing the towel to his face and cleaning the rest off.
I just lay there and pretended to keep sleeping as Dave returned to his own lounger and lay down. After I thought he had been motionless for a few minutes I pulled my dick from between the bands of the lounger, rolled over, and pulled my shorts back up. I re-adjusted to a comfortable position on my back, and don't remember a thing until Dave woke me up and said we should add some sunblock or we'd get a burn. I was only sort of awake, and Dave took the liberty of assuming my consent, and squirted some lotion on me then used both his hands to spread it over my body. I dozed a while longer after Dave was done, rolled over again for another few minutes when I felt Dave adding more lotion to my prone body. I again dozed and was only woken up by Dave saying it was time to go in.
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