Broken Arms Part 4
A Story by Victoria_Boy@Hotmail.com
Comments & gifts (yeah right) welcome.
M/m, oral, mild domination, one way sex.
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At 9:30 or so Dave signed on to Windows Live Messenger, and after only a few seconds messaged me to say hey. We did a Video Conference Call as I could not keep up with the typing. After recapping our evenings, he asked what I was doing, and then suggested we have a sleep over. Dave stayed over at my place a fair bit, especially during the summer time, but we had not had one since my arms had been broken. I didn't need to check with my parents because Dave had an open invitation to stay with us, so I agreed and he said he would be over just after his parents had gone to bed.
Dave arrived at 10:45, just as my own family was going to bed. Once I had my parents tucked in we went down to my room and laid on my bed and talked for a bit. The TV was on in the background, but I'm not even sure which show was on. We shared mostly small talk for the first while, but I think we both knew that we were just holding off before an eventual hand job and facial. Before the accident we had often had a pre-bedtime jerkoff during sleepovers, so it was not difficult for the subject to come up.
I pretended to notice a spec of dried something near Dave's ear. I pointed it out and asked if he had missed a spot of my cum in the shower. Dave scratched where I had said the dried bit was, but he was sure he had cleaned his face very well. Just as I had wanted though it switched the topic back to a sexual nature. I asked Dave a few questions about our last session, and Dave agreed it was a good one. I told him I thought it was great, but my legs had been very tired near the end. I told him how tough it was to stand while c
"Is it ok if we go again before bed?" I asked Dave.
"Ya sure, that's fine." Dave responded. He remained laying in the bed, and I got up on my knees beside him so he could undress me. I leaned my shoulder on the wall above Dave's head and my elbow on the dresser beside the bed, and raised my knees just off the bed so Dave could remove my underwear completely.
Not quite accidentally, this had my dick flopping in front of Dave's face. While Dave was reaching to pull off my underwear, he raised his face so my penis rested across his forehead and across his eyes, nose, and cheek. My balls rested on the side of his face, and I could feel our skin stick together. As Dave moved and struggled to free me from my last piece of clothing, my cock and balls continued to rub against his face. I felt his lips and nose brush under my ball sac, and looked down and could see Dave's head was not resting back against the pillow as he reached over to free my legs. After he succeeded, Dave slowly rested back again, and I hovered over top of him for a few more seconds as I tried to get my balance back to return to my knees. During this pause Dave removed his own pants, and when I got back up he got up to remove his shirt as well.
I asked Dave to show me how he sat when he shot onto his own face. He looked embarrassed, but agreed to show me. Dave rolled back on his shoulders, bringing his feet up to the wall above him, and brought his knees up beside his head. He adjusted a little more, and I could see his dick was hanging just inches from his face. I told him I did not think I was that flexible, and he said when he first started his dick was several inches, but now it could touch if he tried hard enough. He said it was pretty uncomfortable after a while, and he often had a headache after he was done.
Dave rolled back and laid on his back. I inched up beside him and Dave reached across himself to hold my dick once again. He played with it a little, but was trying to move around to get in a good position. I tired to help, and moved so I was facing the head of the bed instead of across Dave, and that was better, but now I was far off to the side. I raised my left leg a bit so I could move in closer. That gave Dave much better access, but at the same time I could not keep my balance on one leg. Dave moved his left hand up in between my legs and fondled my balls a bit while still jerking me with his right hand, and my left leg came to rest uncomfortably on his chest. We continued like this for a minute until Dave released my balls and used his hand to nudge my leg off his chest. He was nudging it towards his right side though, and as I lifted it up he sort of hopped over so he was more under me. I let my left leg come down and I was now straddling Dave's chest, and had my dick flopping in front of his face. Dave had let me go and was using his elbows to get himself into a comfortable position, and yet again his face was being smacked by my hovering erection. There had been no discussion this time of if I would be shooting on Dave's face, but it was simply implied that was what I was going to be doing.
Both of Dave's arms were in front of my legs. With both my knees tight against Dave's torso it would be difficult for Dave to have access to his own cock, but he did not raise any objections. If I was up on my knees and leaning forward (as I was now to let Dave get in position), my genitals would be directly in front of his face. When I sat down on his chest I would be a few inches back and a few inches back. If left un-held from this lower position I suspected the head of my dick would flop onto his chin and lips, and my balls would rest on his chest. As I had been going over these calculations in my mind, Dave had placed one hand on each of my hips to guide me to sit back. I got brave before I sat down, and sort of swung my hips causing my dick to smack heavily against Dave's face.
"That's hot," I said as I was sitting down. Dave sat in silence and did not object. In fact, he inhaled deeply and held his face up, presenting it to me. When I sat back Dave cupped my balls again with his left hand, and my dick did in fact flop across his chin and lips. Dave moved my dick to the side of his, sort of sticking it off to my right against his left cheek, then he used his fingers to go to his open mouth and pull some saliva out of his mouth. Just as his fingers withdrew from his mouth, my dick had a spasm and came free from his cheek and came down squarely on his mouth just as it was closing. Dave's fingers quickly came down and massaged the saliva onto the head of my dick as it lay across his lips. I throbbed against his fingers, but he held me down and in place firmly against his lips as I pulsed wildly. After only seconds of this Dave reached up and held my dick up away from his mouth as he began to jerk me off.
As I looked down at Dave I could see the wet spot where my precum and his saliva hand be rubbed against his mouth area. I was very aroused, and was afraid that I would not be able to last too long. I sat up and leaned forward to interrupt his jerking, but this caused my balls to drag across Dave's chin, lips, and nose.
I gasped "slow down" as I tried to sit again to reduce the sensations. "Slow down," I said again. Dave slowed, but did not let go of my dick. He looked up at me somewhat confused. "I want to at least be able to enjoy it for a few minutes. I don't want to cum too quickly."
"Ok, sorry," Dave said. "I didn't know you were that close."
I sat back and tried to control my breath. Dave just laid below and ever so gently kept holding my dick as it throbbed in his hand. Once I had regained my composure, I just sat and enjoyed the manipulations I was receiving. Dave moved his left hand and reached over my leg towards his own dick. He only touched it a few seconds, then let go and brought his hand up to my back and ass, holding me in place. He periodically went back to his own dick, but only for a few seconds at a time, and never stroked himself harder than he was stroking me.
"You are way better at this than I am," I said. "I mean it feels so good when you do it."
"Thanks," Dave said as he looked away from my eyes over towards my dick. "I'm trying to learn what you respond to."
We talked for a while as we sat like this, Dave on his back, me straddling his chest with my dick being caressed just inches away from his face. Dave demonstrated some of the things he knew I liked. He cupped my balls again briefly, and then he pulled my dick down away from my body and let it spring back up. Dave also used his hand to smack my dick against his face a few times. He said he knew the things that feel good on his dick, so he was trying them with mine. Each thing he did felt great, but he was spacing them out enough that it felt very casual, and I thought I could last through it. Then Dave reached in his mouth for some saliva again.
"I know you like this part," he said with a smile, moving his wet fingers towards my cock. I forced as good of a smile back as I could manage while I looked down at Dave with my jaw hanging open. He covered the head of my dick in his spit not once, not twice, but three times, and the spit was dripping from my now very swollen head. He then used his fingers to rub the head between his fingers and the skin of his cheek around his dimple area. I gasped, and just enjoyed the slow building sensations this caused me. Dave's left hand returned for a quick self-stroke, then came around and grasped the shaft of my dick as he continued to rub the head between the fingers of this right hand. Dave ever so slowly and ever so gently began to stroke my shaft while he played with the head even more. He dipped back in his mouth a few more times for saliva, and now had enough to rub his dick over to the other side of his face on his other cheek. Slowly, but repeatedly and deliberately, Dave moved my dick back and forth across his face, crossing his lips each time as he massaged the very sensitive head against his smooth cheeks and lips. Before one pass, Dave puckered his lips up and pushed some saliva out so it pooled over his mouth. I was breathless as he began to slide my dick across his mouth again.
"Yeah," I panted. "Yeah, like this..." I trailed off, as I could not concentrate enough to form coherent sentences. "Finish me slow like this."
Dave did not change his pace at all. His left hand was at a very slow and very steady rate of jerking the shaft, while the fingers of his right hand continued to slip and slide the extra sensitive flange of my penis across his cheeks and lips. I could feel the burning sensation of a forming orgasm, but it was not building as rapidly as normal, leaving me to enjoy the sensations for as long as possible. Under my own hand I would not have shown the restraint that Dave was able to force upon me. I would have rapidly jerked at the first feeling of my climax, but Dave was closely following my instructions to finish me slow. I whimpered when Dave slid my cock across his lips again. I think I was at the point of no return when this happened, but the slow manipulations allowed me to last in this state for many times the normal few seconds it traditionally lasted. With each passing moment the feeling was building. I was looking down at Dave and what he was doing. I was about to give the warning that I was close, but I think Dave could read this off my face. He did three quick passes across his lips, each time adding more and more saliva. It felt so good I could not find the words to warn him that I was over the edge. My eyes rolled in the back of my head, I grunted, and the feeling reached it's highest point as I began to ejaculate directly on to Dave's face. Dave did not miss a beat, and kept rubbing my head and jerking the shaft as I spewed out shot after shot of semen on his cheek. He even slid my dick across his lips while I was shooting, sending a clean shot right to the bottom of his nose, followed by an evening out of the cum distribution to the other side of Dave's face. I continued to pulse between Dave's fingers and cheek.
My cum was not shot in lines across Dave's face this time. Instead, it was a very even covering of his face in a semi circle along the line my dick head had been traveling. There was more cum than normal, and it was more concentrated on the lower half of Dave's face even though a few shots and gone up and caught his hair on my left hand side where I had started shooting. Dave's fingers were covered in my cum as well.
I realized Dave had not had the opportunity to even touch himself for about the last 3 or 4 minutes of my session, so I raised my left leg up a little so he could slide his arm beside his body and jerk himself off. Dave took his cum covered hand down and I could feel his bicep twitching as he began to stroke himself. His left hand this time still held my shaft, and my head was still in contact with his face as Dave got into pleasuring himself. After about 40 seconds I could tell he was already close, and I asked him to be careful not to get me. I know this sounded terrible, having just shot my load directly on his face, but Dave knew I did not like cum touching my body. I was looking down into his eyes as he began to cum. His eyes squinted, and he moaned several times (I could feel the vibration against my dick when he made noise). It was clear to see Dave took a lot of pleasure out of this orgasm, and I was happy that he got off on this session as much as I did.
I had a towel ready for Dave, and I handed it to him as I got up and went to the bathroom. I had a quick pee, and when I came back Dave was just catching his breath and starting to clean himself up. He did a quick wipe down of his face, but when I was close enough to see I was sure there was still some residue in several places, and defined gobs in his hair and at the edges of where I had shot.
I was constantly amazed at how long Dave was willing to let cum, both his and mine, sit on his body. I would never get cum on my own skin, and if I did by some mistake I would clean it off right away and have a full shower. Dave, on the other hand, would sit there for several minutes with both the feel of cum drying on his skin, and the smell of jizz in the air around him. Even when he had a towel close at hand he would wait for several minutes before he even started to clean himself up. Even though I thought about it every time I saw him jerk off, and even more since he started jerking me off, I had not mentioned it to Dave.
Dave did not shower after we had finished that night. We sat up and watched TV from bed for a while, but were both tired so did not stay up long talking as we often did. I was kind of glad as I did not want to bring up how he had been rubbing the head of my dick across his lips. At the time it felt very good, but I was having second thoughts about if this was a good idea or not. Despite my second thoughts, I did not distress for long and slept very well that night.
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Victoria_Boy@Hotmail.com has also posted the following stories generously hosted by my friends at www.nifty.org:
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- I think one other... but my computer was stolen a few years back (with the ending to Steps on the hard drive) and I can't remember the name of the other story, or where it was posted... if you happen to know please remind me!!)