My Fantasy - Chapter 11.1 - I Dream of Danny By mattbuck matt_v_jellicle@hotmail.com
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The following story is a work of fiction, and any resemblance to real events is entirely coincidental. Furthermore, it is a story of graphic sexual content which you may find shocking, disturbing, disgusting or otherwise offensive. By continuing, you agree that you are reading this of your own free will, and that it is legal for you to view such content, and thus that all responsibility for your actions rests with you.
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Copyright mattbuck, 2003. Published under the Creative Commons Attribution Non- commercial No Derivatives licence version 2.0 England and Wales. Essentially, feel free to share this, but don't sell it or change it. http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-nd/2.0/uk/
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Codes: MM, Toys (vibrating butt plug)
This is a story based on weird dream I had. It bears no relation to the other stories except it shares some of the characters: the other stories are a fictional universe unto themselves. This... it's a bit more real, but it never happened. It was also before I knew what a butt plug actually looked like.
I was searching through Danny's bag, looking for a book I needed. We were at my house, a pre-exam revision session or something, I guess, with a few of my other friends. Anyway, I came across this sock, with some weird-shaped object in it. My curiosity got the better of me, and I pulled it out. It was a 2" diameter ball, with a sort of plate at one end - a butt plug, I guessed. It was made of red plastic, and had a switch on the plate bit. I flicked it, and it started buzzing in my hand. A vibrating butt-plug. Danny, what have you been doing? I turned it off, and pushed it back into the sock, before fishing out the book I was looking for, and then leaving Danny a small note, asking if I could borrow it for a while. I went back to my revision, but couldn't help smiling at Danny.
We were revising for the rest of the morning, one of us after another going off to get books from bags. At one point, Danny pulled me off to the side, and whispered that if I wanted to borrow it, he'd stay slightly later than the others. When the time came, Danny retreated to my bedroom, and the others all left. I went in to find him naked under my duvet.
"Danny, you do realise you're naked with my parents standing just outside the door?" I asked.
"Whoa, shit!" He said, curling up and getting off the bed at the same time, affording me a quick view of his balls and sweet asshole before he covered them with the quilt once more.
"Hey, don't worry, they respect my privacy." I said. We sat next to each other on the edge of the bed, me fighting the urge to put my arm around him. "I have got one question." I continued, "Why do you risk carrying it around in your bag?"
"Well, would you leave it at home?" he replied. I saw his point. He pulled a jar of Vaseline from his bag, and put it by the bed. He then pulled out the butt-plug, and turned it on, before licking it slowly all over the main bulb. He (reluctantly, it seemed) turned it off again, and picked up the Vaseline, kneeling (and giving me a very nice view) and rubbing it into his asshole with three fingers. Finally, he placed the plug at his entrance and started pushing. His asshole started opening, trying to accommodate the huge lump of plastic. After about 30 seconds, he had passed the half-way mark, and his ass slid closed over the rest of the plug. He fell onto his back, now totally uncovered, his cock standing hard. I lay my head on his chest and reached under him, turning on the vibrator and, accidentally of course, rubbing my hand over his balls.
"Matt," he said, "every time you use it, before and after, make sure you lick it clean. Don't wash or clean it any other way. I tell you, though. It feels so nice."
Reluctantly, he knelt again, and moved his hand towards his ass. I stopped him, and gently put my hands on his cheeks, before sliding one down his crack to his asshole, gripping the edges of the plug. Ever so gently, I started pulling. I watched in delight as his asshole slowly expanded with the plug, causing a moan from his mouth. I decided to toy with him, and pushed the plug back in. I repeated this a few times, slowly fucking his asshole, and then withdrew it totally, watching as his lips slowly closed, but couldn't quite. He rolled onto his front, and reached for the vibrator, but I wouldn't let him have it. I took a long lick from the bottom to the tip, and then slowly licked the rest of it, cleaning it of his juices. I loved the way the vibrations made my tongue feel, and Danny seemed to be enjoying it - he was (unconsciously, I think) rubbing his cock - I could see the juices glistening on his tip. I passed him the vibrator, and watched him run it over his nipples, leaving a trail of my saliva, as I stripped out of my clothes. I was very hard (for obvious reasons), and wanted that plug inside me ASAP. I found myself straddling his legs, looking deep into his brown eyes, and saying:
"Please... will you do my ass?"
I turned around, presenting my ass to him. I heard the scrape of the Vaseline jar being opened, and felt the cool jelly on my arse, accompanied by Danny's comparatively warm fingers. Damn that felt good. He rubbed it in using three fingers shoved up my asshole, massaging gently. I wished he'd never remove them, but remove them he did, before putting the plug to my opening. He pushed slowly, and I felt my asshole try to fight the intruder, but it had to give, and it began to dilate with the plug as it slid inside me. My asshole was starting to hurt from the stretching. My one consolation was Danny saying,
"Nearly there, Matt. Just a little further."
His voice was so sexy, I wanted to turn around and kiss him. My asshole was getting quite painful now, when suddenly it closed. I felt Danny's slick fingers touch my ass again, and knew he'd got it all in. I almost cried from happiness. His fingers lingered a while, wiping off the Vaseline on my ass, and turning on the vibrator. Suddenly all the pain vanished, replaced by the glorious vibrations of the butt-plug which filled me so nicely. I turned around and faced him. He was so sexy, yet so beyond me. I lay down, my head on his chest, my arms around his body. I felt his arms move to gently hold me there. As I lay there in his arms, one phrase formed on my lips:
"I love you."