Jack in the Box
© Alex Carr 2007

I’m back with Danny again. It is always like that. You would think I would know by now but like a Jack in the box I get to thinking. Mmm look at him, wonder how it would be with him, yet when it happens, like it did with Jack, it just doesn’t last. There isn’t the magic of my Danny there.

He was pleased to see me too. He too had been with another guy. He showed me some pictures on him and I could recognize Danny’s interest. The guy was like a God and had all the qualities of one. He had an absolutely gorgeous cock, which I had to admit to Danny I wouldn’t have minded but Danny chuckled, “I don’t think so, Pete. He was like you, a taker, so you with him? Checkmate Huh?”

I saw his point, and anyway I was back with him now. We both just wanted to chill and enjoy each other’s cocks. It was good too. I missed the taste of Danny. There was no one quite like him, not the same magic. The way he fucked me, the way he knew I liked it. How we both enjoyed new adventures, trying different things with each other. He was like no other, an absolute top.

For now it was so good to be back. We slowly indulged in nice slow sucking, balling and teasing. It was heaven. Sucking each other like this was simply wonderful, like a circle of lust flowing though us and into each other and when I felt his finger teasing my ass I knew I was back. Dear wonderful Danny, I once again felt his fingers and his tongue rimming me, preparing me for the penetration of that succulent and so very flexible stiff throbbing cock. I was almost there having it with him as he deeply lubricated me, prepared me for his presence.

He asked me how it was with Jack, the guy I had just dumped. “How was it Pete? Did he do it for you? Did he fuck you like you deserve, deep up your ass, rough fuck like you enjoy it with me?”

I had to reply that no one could ever match him. That even when Jack was fucking me, it was always him in my mind, although a very poor substitute, for, well I don’t know. It was just that it didn’t feel right. The way he moved inside and the way I felt him up me. It just was not the same as Danny. And oral sex, well he was far too quick to cum, not like with Danny and me. We both liked to hold it back, squeezing at the base to get the absolute maximum tasting and sucking until we both shared our tongues in a long passionate open-mouthed kiss, tasting and smelling of each other. Sharing the result of that long satisfying sucking, like we were eating each other. We were certainly swallowing each other’s cream that was a fact. That was absolute magic. I have never known such intimacy as that with Danny.

Like now, looking down as he took my cock into his busy mouth me wide for him on the edge of the bed. My legs stretched up at the knees, and Danny kneeling there between me. I watched and felt his mouth do things I had never ever imagined. The way he sort of stretched my skin so tight back and then that so wonderful feeling