I get a lot of requests for more stories about Danny, so here is one that was pretty hot – literally!
We’d been hooking up a couple of times a week for a couple of months. When I had time after work and wasn’t too tired I would message him and he’d grab a taxi over. We got into a routine of grabbing take-out and watching TV when hanging out together, we rarely went out. Instead we stayed home and got naked a lot. Being 19, Danny was perpetually horny and constantly messaging me every day asking to come over and get fucked.
I guess I did something right when I popped his cherry, as in a short couple of months, Danny had developed into quite the bottom boy. He love to have his hole played with, and he loved to have my cock rammed in there.
Well, I had learnt by now that Danny was a very persistent guy, and he is able to re-phrase an argument 100 different ways to get what he wants.
Even on evenings when I was really tired from work, sometimes he would come over, saying “we won’t do anything, we can just hang and cuddle in bed”. That is the first step in his plan.
Then, while I am watching TV he would ask to suck my cock. “You don’t have to do anything, just lie there”. And of course I would get hard and he’d suck my cock for long, extended periods while I lay there watching TV.
Of course, he would then try his hardest to get me off, and his eagerness and technique were both growing, and he would eventually have me moaning and writhing in pleasure. By that point he would usually kick off his own clothes and lower himself onto my cock and without me ever really agreeing to it we would be fucking like rabbits, again. Like I said, he was persistent that way.
And that persistence is important to the rest of this story.
You see, I had been at a work function that evening and had got pretty wasted by drinking most of a bottle of Jim Beam (it was also my birthday!).
In the cab on the way home, I texted Danny to ask him if he wanted to come over. I figured I was too tired and drunk to get up to much funny business but I wanted someone to cuddle on my birthday, and I loved the feeling of Danny’s muscly, hairy legs wrapped around mine in bed. (Having his cute arse press into my groin as we spooned was pretty nice too ;))
As we often did, Danny would swing by the local food court and bring some makan over to share. Barely minutes after I arrived home, Danny walked in with bags of food – this time Thai food and Ice Cream. I love my Tom Kha Gai and Pineapple Rice and we cued up an episode of Family Guy and sat down on the sofa to eat.
Remember, I was very drunk at this point.
The Tom Kha Gai turned out to be pretty hot – I am an Ang Moh who has not developed the regular Singaporean resistance to chillies. So I slurped my hot soup and ate rice while we watched TV.
True to form, after we had eaten, Danny decided he needed to satisfy his other appetites, and started to get frisky with me. I tried to push him off in my drunken stupor, but he was relentless and I ended up agreeing to let him blow me.
I kicked off my jeans and underwear and lay back on the sofa. Danny kneeled down in front of me between my legs and got to work. He has a great talent for slurping on my cock and pulling on my balls in exactly the way I like – and he knows it. Usually I was unable to resist getting hard and usually it finished with my cock inside him and him riding me to orgasm.
But this time was different.
Maybe the drink had dulled my senses. Maybe that was why I slow to feel any kind of sensation. Whatever the reason, this blow-job was unlike any other.
As Danny gobbled away on my meat, I started to feel the heat. Actually feel the heat. My cock was beginning to get hot and start to sting. At first it was kind of nice. But over the next few minutes, the stinging sensation increased and I pulled Danny’s head off to see what he was doing – everything looked normal. In my impaired state I was confused and let him continue.
Before long, the sensation became unbearable – it was getting more and more painful. I had to stop him again and ask “what the hell are you doing!?” but he replied “nothing, why?”
I told him, “It stings! It burns! Whatever it is you are doing, please stop!”
“Ooops”, he said. “That must be the chillies from the Tom Kha Gai!”
Turns out he was right. By now I was curled on the sofa holding my cock and balls and clenching my teeth in agony. I remembered reading somewhere that the fat in Milk or Yoghurt was good for combining with the chilli oils and soothing the mouth when you drink it after eating spicy food.
“Quick!” I said. “Go get a glass of milk!”
He did as he was told. I got him to swig a mouthful and hold it there while he went down on me again, hoping that the milk trick would work equally well on my cock as it is supposed to on your tongue.
It didn’t. My cock was still burning, and seeing my pain, Danny jumped and disappeared into the kitchen shouting “I have an idea!”
He came back with a large tub of Ben & Jerry’s Phish Food. In case you don’t know, Phish Food is mostly chocolate ice cream with swirls of vanilla, caramel and pieces of small chocolate fishes.
He took a spoon of ice cream into his mouth, then gobbled my cock too. The cold ice-cream was instantly soothing, and who knows, maybe the fat in the ice cream also helps to remove chilli oils from your dick.
“Aaaaaaaaaah!” I sighed at the relief. The contrast from spicy hot to ice cold felt amazing, especially with Danny’s eager lips plunging up and down my hard shaft.
He took another scoop of ice cream and continued to slurp my cock, the ice cream melting in his mouth and dribbling out of the corners of his mouth. I started to move my hips in time to his bobbing head, and he could tell that I was getting off on it.
This continued for a while and Danny obviously realised that I was horned up by now. He stood again and dropped his own shorts and underwear, then climbed onto the sofa with one foot either side of me. Holding my shoulders for balance he slowly lowered himself onto my phish food-covered cock.
The ice cream worked as a perfect lube, and I felt my meat disappear into Danny’s insides. Through the coldness of the ice cream, I could feel the heat of Danny’s passage and the tight squeeze from his sphincter as he rode my rod.
We went at it for a few minutes, but the coldness of the ice cream was beginning to wear off and Danny looked at me and said “I can feel the chillies in my arse!”.
“Let me help you out” I replied, and I lifted him up and off my cock, turned him around and bent him over the coffee table.
While sitting on the sofa, this presented Danny’s ass-crack to me at face level. I grabbed a spoon of ice cream (which was already beginning to melt) and pried his ass-cheeks apart with my fingers. Using the spoon I fed the ice cream into his tight pink hole, smushing it into his hole like a cake decorator with icing.
Danny moaned at the cold sensations and dribbles of melted ice cream ran down his inner thighs and dripped off his low-hanging balls.
I reached between his legs to tug on his cock too, using the melted dribbles to lube my hand and his cock so I could stroke easily while my tongue went to work on his hole.
Now it’s probably clear from my other stories that I love rimming, but rimming an arse full of Ben & Jerry’s takes it to the next level! I mean, it’s my favourite ice cream!
I jerked him for a while, keeping my tongue flick in and out his hole and around his sensitive nerve endings. Danny was moaning and groaning in pleasure, and my drunken haze was forgotten as I lapped at his boy-hole.
It wasn’t long before I wanted to feel that tight ass on my cock again so I slathered a dollop of Phish Food on my tool, then stood up and pushed my way into Danny’s love tunnel again, this time from behind.
Danny’s head was bobbing in ecstasy as I ploughed his hole. I could feel him arch his back to brace himself for my onslaught and he pushed back to get every millimetre of my average cock inside.
I always felt a little bit embarrassed that this hot 19 yr old had a bigger, thicker cock than me, but he described it as “perfect” and I know he loved my big low-hanging balls slapping against his ass. And to be honest, I loved it when his hard, rigid meat was forcefully inserted into my throat and violently face-fucked.
As you can imagine, by this time there was ice cream everywhere. My cock, balls, pubes were all covered in sticky, melted ice cream. Danny’s ass was one gloopy mess, as were the tiles below us.
I don’t know why, but the whole encounter had been quite an unexpected turn-on for me, and rooting away at Danny’s tight, sweet asshole was quickly bringing me to the edge.
“I’m gonna cum” I breathed as my pace increased. I was bucking as fast as I could while Danny pushed back onto my rod. I love to finish inside a boy’s arse, it seems the natural thing to do. But Danny had other ideas.
“Please feed me” he said, and with that he pulled himself off my cock, plonked himself down on the coffee table and took my cock as deep as possible.
My fucking motion barely changed pace, and I continued to face-fuck Danny for a few seconds before my orgasm started to rise.
My eyes closed in ecstasy and the warm, dizzy sensations overtook my brain. My panting got faster and higher in pitch as I neared my climax. I could feel the heat of my own cum, rushing from my balls and up the shaft before letting loose into Danny’s hot, hungry mouth.
Spurt after spurt I shot my wad, holding Danny’s head tight down on my dick. Danny coughed and gagged as the combination of hot jizz and melted ice cream mingled and escaped from the corners of his mouth.
My pulsing dick slowed down in pace as my orgasm passed, and Danny looked up at me. From beneath his fringe his puppy-dog eyes appealed to me, as if to ask “did I do ok?” I smiled down at him as he opened his mouth wide, to show me the cum-and-cream cocktail.
With his mouth open and staring intensely into my eyes, he swallowed my load and made a show of licking his lips. He used his fingers to catch dribbles and push them back into his mouth, slowly licking his fingers suggestively.
With my life-force spent, the drunkenness hit me again and I felt dizzy. Looking down, I could see we were both covered in melted ice-cream, so I led Danny by the cock into my bedroom and the master bathroom.
I turned on the shower and we both got inside. We stood under the warm water kissing, our bodies pressed together. His hard cock pressed into my softening cock as the water rinsed the ice cream away in pale brown rivulets.
I grabbed the shower gel and soaped up Danny’s smooth body and hairy legs. I spent time massaging the suds into his balls and stroking his soapy, heavy cock. I dug my fingers into his crack and washed the ice cream away.
Once more I felt dizzy as the alcohol overtook my senses again. My eyes closed and it was all I could do to lean my forehead on the wall and simply let the water wash over me.
Danny took the opportunity to soap me up and rinse away the stickiness. He stood behind me and reached around to clean my chest, dick and balls. He directed the shower head at my chest and cock to rinse me off then with more shower gel his slathered my back and ass.
He seemed to linger on my ass, running his fingers up and down the crack as he washed away the ice cream from earlier.
I could feel his fingers passing over the sensitive parts of my starfish as he scrubbed me clean.
The next sensation was a little different and something quite unfamiliar to me for many years. There was a dull sense of pressure against my rosebud that barely registered through my drunken fuddle.
“Huh?” I moaned. “What’re you doing?” I wanted to know.
“Nothing” smiled Danny in his innocent-puppy way. “Just teasing your hole a bit” he explained.
Well, I figured that was ok. He knows I don’t get fucked and he was still horny. I was spent but Danny had yet to release his load.
I could feel Danny’s big meat, hot against my balls as he used soap to gently slide his cock between my ass cheeks and between my legs. He quite got into the humping motion and seeing as it required no effort from me I was happy to stand there enjoying the hot shower while he humped between my legs.
Danny kept thrusting, very slowly, feeling the sensation of his cock between my legs. He let out little grunts as I occasionally tightened my muscles and he felt the grip against his sensitive cock head. He hands were firmly planted on my hips, giving him the leverage he needed to pump back and forth.
Slowly he withdrew his cock until it was free, and again slowly he pushed it between my legs. I have to admit it was very sensual and even in my impaired state, I could tell that Danny was getting off on it.
He withdrew once more, his stiff rod springing skywards as it cleared the captivity of my ass checks.
He grabbed the base of his big, uncut dick and used it like a baseball bat, slapping it against my ass. My forehead was still resting on the wall, my eyes closed as Danny made all the effort and played around and the water washed over us.
Still gripped at the base, Danny swiped his cock up and down my crevice a few times, occasionally pointing it down a little and again pushing it between my thighs from behind. I expected that he was pretty horny and that soon he would either go faster or pull out to masturbate.
After slapping my ass with his cock a few times, I could feel him prodding my crack with the head of his cock. He obviously felt me flinch when he sensed he was over my pucker, knowing how sensitive I am down there.
“Just teasing your hole” he repeated, but his cockhead stayed pressed against my tightly-clenched hole.
What I didn’t expect is what happened next. The pressure from Danny’s cock increased as he pushed his cockhead against my sphincter. Danny wasn’t just teasing my hole, he was aiming to get up inside it.
I guess my drunken state had relaxed me more than I thought and I obviously was clenching as hard as I thought because suddenly there was an invasive sensation as Danny’s large helmet pushed through my resisting ring and into my sphincter.
To say it was uncomfortable would be an understatement, although it was nowhere near as bad as some past experiences. He held it there, or rather, my ass clamped down so hard he could do anything but stay still as my rectum got used to the unusual sensation. He leaned into me to kiss my shoulder, as if that would be enough to apologise for taking advantage of my helpless state.
It felt like trying to push a basketball through the eye of a needle. Danny increased his pressure bit by bit, and I could feel his hot meat slowly penetrating my unchartered depths. Every millimetre was a new and strange sensation for me. It wasn’t painful exactly, but it was big and filling. I was surprised that his thick meat wasn’t making me bleed or cry in pain.
Eventually Danny began the slow journey to withdrawal, and as his cockhead slid from my hole I could feel my ring of muscles clamp tight again.
But this didn’t stop Danny. He again pushed hard against me. I don’t think I had ever seen Danny’s cock so stiff – it was like steel. There was no give in it, just a very solid piece of hot muscle. My ring of resistance gave way again and this time Danny slid into me more quickly.
He pulled out almost all the way, then thrust back inside. He was steady and gentle, watching my scrunched up face for signs of pain. But his movements were firm and irresistible.
I knew that for Danny this was the first time he had ever placed his cock inside another man. A few months earlier I had popped his cherry so I guess that it was only fair I should let him experience the pleasures of another man’s boyhole. Despite the role reversal, it seemed like the right thing to do.
He continued to push in and out, slowly building a rhythm as he learned to fuck another man.
I lifted my hands and placed my palms against the shower wall at shoulder height. This gave me the leverage I needed to gently begin pushing back. I arched my back and this had the effect of offering up my round, firm arse to him and making the angle of penetration easier.
I tried to grip his cock with my sphincter muscles, timing my clenches to his thrusts, hoping that the sensation would be appreciated.
I couldn’t believe that this long, thick dick was actually inside me – more than 20 years since anyone had been there. I felt full. I felt used. I felt I wanted to give Danny a great pleasure. And I felt amazing.
Our bodies combined, our rhythms matched and I wiggled and moved my hips as one with Danny’s cock. His fingers found my nipples and despite it being only 20 minutes since my last orgasm, my cock sprung up hard.
I started to jerk my cock as Danny pumped me from behind. The water was getting into my eyes but I didn’t care. The sensation of knowing a hot 19yr old guy was pumping my ass was turning me on so much, it didn’t take a lot of wanking before I felt like I might be shooting again very soon.
I could hear Danny’s breathing speeding up, and glancing down I could see he was on tiptoes as he tried to gain deeper access to my forbidden place.
I obliged by bending my knees slightly and suddenly he had the access he needed to go deeper. I felt impaled on his spear of a cock, as if his cock was going to go through me and into my own cock.
The speed of his thrusting increased further, and the angle of entry was stimulating my prostate. My dick was hard in my hand and my wanking also grew more furious.
“I’m gonna cum!” he moaned into my ear as his movement grew frantic.
“Give it to me” I said. “I want your cum inside my for a change” I said over my shoulder.
That was all the encouragement he needed and seconds later I felt his body go rigid as he pumped his hot juice deep into my guts. I could feel the spasm of his thick cock with every pulse of jism that shot inside me.
His head flopped against my back and he gripped me tightly around the waist as his climax subsided. The sheer hardness of his cock was amazing and still felt good inside me.
He moved to withdraw, but I reached my free hand behind me to hold him in place. “Stay there a minute” I commanded.
He did, with his hard boy-cock and juices inside me as I wanked with my other hand. As the orgasm rose within me, it felt different this time. I could feel the heat gathering deeper down. A pressure building from my prostate before it exploded. I didn’t shoot very much this time, but this orgasm was more powerful than before! Danny plunged into me in time with my own contractions, his dick increasing my pleasure as it rubbed against my g-spot.
My orgasm not only felt more powerful than earlier, but it lasted longer. I didn’t feel the same shooting pulses from the end of my cock but rather felt erupting waves overwhelming me from the inside. My body felt like jelly as I stood there, Danny’s cock eventually softening inside me until it slipped out.
We rinsed off and dried and climbed into bed together.
As we settled down to sleep, Danny murmured “That was amazing, can we do that again?”
I was too tired to reply. I felt fulfilled and satisfied, drunk and content, slightly sore but rewarde. The feeling of Danny’s smooth chest under my hand and hairy legs against mine was beautiful.
I drifted off to sleep with a smile on my face.
