I don't think I've ever kissed Danny like this. We've been a thing for almost a year now yet I've never been compelled to kiss him like this. After his parents prevented him from being able to me him for the past three weeks, I feel like if I stop kissing him then I'll lose him again.
"I've been waiting for this moment for so long," I moan in between kisses. "I'm surprised that your parents decided to end your punishment a week early."
Danny backs away from our kiss. "They . . . They didn't," He pauses before continuing. "I snuck out."
I close my eyes and sigh with disappointment and irritation, but not surprise. "Daniel . . ."
"C'mon, man," He says. "They weren't ever going to let me see you again. This punishment is nothing but homophobia from them. They don't care that I'm having sex. They only care that I'm having sex with a guy. If I were to come home tomorrow and tell my parents that I had sex with a girl and that I was wrong about being gay, they would throw a celebration party."
"But Danny, if they found out—"
"They won't find out, okay? I'll make sure of it." He moves a red curl away from his face, revealing one of his beautiful hazel eyes. "It's my fault for thinking that it was a good idea to come out to my parents."
We sit in silence for a little bit. We don't go back to kissing but we also don't do anything more, which is weird. Usually by now, I'd have rearranged his organs, but we haven't done that yet. Yet.
It ends up being Danny who brings up the idea of having sex. "I know you bought me a dildo during the first week of the punishment, but it's just not the same as having you inside of me."
"The dildo is bigger than me, though." I laugh.
"It's not about the size, Matthew. It's about the experience. I need to be able to hear you whispering in my ear how much you enjoy fucking me. The only way to use a dildo is to ride it. No fun."
"The videos you sent me of you using it were nice, though."
He smiles. "Yeah. Yeah, they were."
We look at each other until Danny puts his lips against mine, and pushes me onto my back. He grabs the bottom of my red shirt and pulls it up, and I do the same with his sage green crewneck.
"How do you wanna do this?" I ask him as he pulls down my black pants to reveal a rock-hard dick underneath my dark red boxer briefs.
I can't help but moan as Danny begins to stroke my covered dick up and down and even begins to lick it through my underwear.
"Let's do something else first," Danny whispers as he lays me down completely and pulls down my briefs, finally letting my dick free.
Danny's only up for blowjobs during special occasions, mostly because every time he tries to give me one I end up cumming in his mouth and leaving him without a good fucking. But after weeks of not being able to see each other, it seems like he's up for it and opens his mouth to force my cock inside his mouth.
Moaning, I put my hands on Danny's head as it bobs up and down. My hands make their way up his arch until they eventually reach his ass. I squeeze his left cheek through his shorts.
"I can't wait to take these off you."
Danny arches even more and shakes his ass. Watching this go down makes me lose control of myself and with all of the hormones in my body, I push Danny's head down and begin to hump my dick in and out of his mouth. I'm fucking his throat and I'm not even thinking about the fact that I am.
Despite Danny's attempted screams and attempts to lift his head from my dick, I only stop when I feel my climax get near. In my defense, I did not hear any of Danny's muffled screams and in any other situations, (one in which this wasn't my first time fucking Danny in weeks) I would've stopped at the first sign of him being uncomfortable. Sorry, Danny.
