A Guy Like Danny

It was a lovely turn on, no doubt about it and Adrian got a great thrill out of massaging my cock as he enjoyed me between my thighs, sucking profusely all the time complimenting me on what a lovely ass I have and how it was just like a girls. Me thinking whatever turns you on, it suited him and I was getting the benefit of a stiff wank and a nice deep gratifying fuck afterwards. The sniffing, licking and tasting me had done the trick and like a hound he had me over on all fours to complete the licking, skirt rolled above my waist by that time, and in he went into me - his fuck hot and gasping, having stretched a pink coloured ribbed condom over his cock which felt quite good and certainly did the trick for me.

But having said that I must return to Danny, for he is the real guy in my life...

Our relationship growing even more close it came to the stage when we wanted to live with each other, so that we could have each other when we wanted. Every morning I like to awaken him with a good hearty massaging, it was almost that he anticipated that now because there he was laid on his back with a lump beneath the duvet, like a tent it was and I cam to call it the tent post. It was lovely though, so wonderful satisfying to think it was all on my account, waiting for his morning seeing to.

And no sooner was I under the duvet, smothering his cock and balls into my face, than he woke with a gleaming smile, it was so good, then the way I felt his hand go down to find me as I started to suck cock. "That's lovely, Pete I just love what you do with my cock?"

"Like this?" I whispered between breaths - stretching the foreskin tight back, licking my tongue around the head, tasting and spitting on it in order to make it a nice wet and comfortable suck, I loved to suck Danny, I really did, it did me a power of good, then feeling Danny's sweet fondling of me down under I was in my element, who could want more of your guy, he had everything for me with the occasional surprise, like the peeing and the way he too to enjoying equally the frequent spanking as I steeped across his lap for a good " seeing to" - my ass stung as always but then, as always the stinging changed to that certain wonderful pleasurable feeling when I just wanted to be all ass for Danny, and received his deep throbbing quality fuck deep up inside my hole which w decided to call Marty, so there was Marty and Freddy constantly meeting each other. Freddy: that's what we called his cock, so wonderfully pliable as I worked it in my mouth, equally so as we n=both worked it inside Marty, that certain feel, that wonderful rhythm we enjoyed as we got deeper into our fuck, the way he would stop awhile, with Freddy well and truly buried up to the brim inside, the feeling of it there as he stilled, n=both of us enjoying the rich ecstasy of the special moment, with cock in ass and my always wanting that, the feel of his gorgeous prick inside, the taunting, the teasing as well, he loved to do that, spurring me on until I was frenzied for the climax, when he'd let everything rip, the dirty talk which all added to the coupling, how he said he wanted to fuck the ass off me, how he wanted to steep and smother me in ass and cock, and how he so loved for me to do that with him, bending over steeply, gradually lowering to let him get his sniff first, then lower to let him taste, and then rolling my cock, balls and asshole into his face until I quizzed his cock into my mouth until we reached that mother of frenzied climax's - perfection in itself. Who could ever match Danny!

It was always good with Danny but it had to come that he would need to continue his profession, being a TV journalist meant world wide commitment so I had to bear long intervals without him, without the feel of him there beside me in the bed, feeling him harden as he laid behind me, his cock growing and easing its head into me, his hand balling me, then the feel of his throb inside, it was like a wonderful flexible rubber tube matching the bends inside, as I wriggled to help him in, I miss all that, the taste of him, the smell of him, that early morning frenzied mutual sucking.

But so considerate was he that he had a custom made vibrator, moulded to the size of his erect cock and the most delightful pair of balls to match. Of course it is not quite the same but I can imagine, given the photographs I have of Danny beside my bed.

But when occasionally he does have home leave, we both cherish each other to the full, and close the doors to the world outside for a couple of days so we can make up for loss time and venture all.

And by the way if you are thinking I am cheating with Adrian fucking me and all that. Well Danny, being the so considerate guy he is, doesn't mind - and anyway, I told you he was Bi. He regularly fucks one of the girl camera technicians. I don't mind that, especially when he reassures me that he still prefers much fuck. And everything else that goes with it, personality, sense if humour, everything.