Sydney/Taree Australia
Part 18

It wasn't easy keeping a straight face as I watched B trying to figure out if I'd really juiced the crackers or not. Then the evil in me decided to make the joke a bit more interesting. "Actually, I didn't juice them all. I only juiced two."

B was still holding his cracker an inch or two from his mouth. "Which ones?"

"Uh... I think it was these two," I said as I pointed to the plate. "But I'm not sure. I might've turned the plate around when I put it on the desk."

B studied the cracker he was holding for a second, then returned it to the plate. "You'd better eat them all, Daniel. I'll go make another two for myself."

"No need for that," I insisted as he began to rise from his chair. "Now that I think more about it, I'm pretty sure it was these two," I smiled, pointing again at the plate.

"Pretty sure?"

"Yeah, y'know, kinda sorta sure."

"Daniel, I can't eat those crackers."

"Why not? Even if you did eat one with my juice on it, it's only cum. Won't kill you. Hasn't done any harm to my buds and they've swallowed truckloads of the damn stuff."

"But I'm not your bud... at least not that kinda bud. And it wouldn't be right... especially with you watching."

"I won't watch, then. I'll leave the room, and come back in five."

"Then you'll see two crackers missing."

"Ha ha! Gotcha! So you DO wanna eat them," I cracked. "Jeez, B, you're a funny old bugger, but I love ya. Hey, I was only joking about juicing the crackers. I just wanted to see you get all bent outa shape again. Oh, my fuck, that was soooooo funny! You should have seen the look on your face, B! Fucking priceless!"

"I still don't know whether to believe you or not."

"Honest, B. I was just pulling your chain." Then I began to stroke my thick semi, which was on the rise 'cause this whole damn convo was making me horny as hell. "But I can juice them now if you want... warm and fresh from the Daniel juice factory."

"No, no, no, no, no!" he freaked as he made a sudden grab for a cracker. "They'll be fine just the way they are." He took a bite, then held it in his mouth as he studied my smiling brown eyes, which were watching his every move like a gleeful hawk. Then he shrugged, chewed, and swallowed. "I guess I'll never know for sure."

"Hey, B," I grinned as I took a cracker, then sat on the camp chair, "it's no biggie. You'll live. Trust me."

After we'd eaten, B decided he wanted a nightcap while he checked his email. So I offered to make two coffees... one with a dash of brandy. "Make that brandy with a dash of coffee."

I was back in five minutes, looking over B's shoulder at the comp screen. "An email from Cody! Cool!"

hiya B,

hey its totally cool to hear about you and daniel havin such a wicked time in taree. ill bet daniel is givin you a hard time tho hehehe - and i mean hard! ive always loved daniel right from the start. is he readin this? hey daniel you hunk! wish you were here buddy instead of makin that old fossil horny :)

As I read the rest of Cody's email, which described a bunch of things he was doing with Wingnut, then later with Steve, my hand automatically found my throbber. B hadn't noticed 'cause he was focused on reading the text on the screen.

"Whoa!" B said as he got to the end of the email. "What a scallywag! There's no... " Then B noticed me jacking off. "Daniel! What are you doing?"

"What's it look like? Can you scroll back up the screen to that horny bit about Wingnut?"

"Daniel! You shouldn't be..."

"Just do it!" Then, while B was still trying to get his mouth to work, I lost my patience, leaned forward, grabbed the mouse, and scrolled back up the screen. "Oh, my fuck," I said as I re-read the words. That is just so fucking hot! Wingnut must have a whopper for Cody to be gagging like that. Oh, jeez, B! I wish you'd blow me. Right now I don't care how old you are. I just want my boner somewhere warm and wet. My balls are aching!"

At that moment, I simply lost control. B was gawking at my fist sliding up and down the full length of my rock-hard seven inches, and his mouth was open. It just seemed so natural to aim my swollen cockhead at his face, then force my thick, veiny hardon between his lips. He must've been in shock 'cause he just sat there as I grabbed both sides of his head, and thrust my hips forward... then back and forth again... and again, and again... pumping for all I was worth.

I was still looking at Cody's words when I let out a long, loud groan, and jetted a truckload of hot Daniel juice down the old dude's throat. He was gagging and swallowing like crazy, but I didn't care. I just kept ramming my exploding throbber into his face, and firing wads of thick sticky jizz until my tight aching balls were exhausted of every drop.

"Jesus Christ!" I cried as I looked down and saw half the length of my dick still stuck in B's face. "What have I done? I'm so sorry , B! I'm sooo sorry!"

"Hmmmmmppppppphhhhhhh."

"Huh? Oh, sorry." I let go of his shock of white hair, and pulled back so that my spit-shiny cock slid outa his mouth, and dangled before his eyes. "I didn't mean it, B. Honest! It just happened. I was reading Cody's..."

"It's alright, Daniel," he coughed, and put his hand to his throat. "You practically asphyxiated me to within a millimeter of my life with that enormous thing, but it's alright. You just got carried away, that's all. It's my fault. I shouldn't have - *cough* - let you read Cody's email."

"No, B. It was my fault. Jesus! Listen up, I'll catch the train back to Sydney tomorrow and..."

"You'll do no such thing, Daniel," he ordered. "We'll just carry on as though nothing unusual happened."

"Nothing fucking unusual? Are you serious, B? I just fucked your face for crying out loud! How the...? What the hell can I do to make up for it?"

"Get me another coffee and brandy. Actually, forget the coffee. And double the brandy."

My hardon was still bouncing around as I entered the kitchen. Sue was there putting some plates away in a cupboard when she noticed me. For a second, her eyes nearly fell outa her head, then she quickly pretended not to have seen anything.

"Hi, Sue. Just getting the brandy for B."

"I'm not surprised. I could do with a drop myself."

I took the whole bottle back to B's office, where he was still sitting on his ergonomic stool, staring at Cody's words, and looking like a stunned fish. I poured a couple of nips into his cup, then took a sip from the bottle myself. Whoa! Rocket fuel!

"Jeez, B. I feel so bad about what happened."

"You're young and impetuous, just like Cody. Don't let it worry you. Now that I've had a chance to think about it, it wasn't your fault, and it wasn't mine. It just happened. So neither of us should feel guilty about it. Besides, in a way, it was a... well... sort of a compliment."

"A compliment?"

"And when I tell Cody about it, he'll think it's hysterically funny... which it is."

"It is? Then how come you're not laughing?"

"Are you kidding? I'm still in shock. Major shock! I'll laugh later." The old dude took his eyes away from the screen, and studied mine. "Yes, it was a compliment, Daniel. It's not like you had a whole bunch of faces to choose from. Mine was the only one available during the heat of the moment. And I know you were thinking about Cody and Wingnut when you offloaded, and not me. But it's still a compliment. Perhaps even a privilege. At least, that's the way I feel about it."

"But I didn't mean it as a compliment. The animal in me took over. I got carried away. I got aggro!"

"Whether or not you meant it as a compliment doesn't matter. You've given me something to remember for the rest of my life... which is something I thankfully still have."

"What are you saying, B? Are you gonna jack off thinking about what I did tonight?"

"I might," he grinned, then coughed again. "Anyway, I'd better answer Cody's email before we hit the sack."

"I can sleep on the couch if you want."

"There's not enough room on the couch for both of us, Daniel."

By the time B and I got into bed, the old dude was out like a light. Must've been the brandy. But I laid awake for a while thinking about what had happened. B should have been mad as fucking hell, but he wasn't. Jeez, when I thought about how I'd pummeled his face almost to a pulp, and sent my throbber down past his tonsils, and offloaded enough juice to fill milk carton, I couldn't help wondering if he actually enjoyed it. Then I turned my head to look at the profile of his sleeping face. There was an orange glow coming through the windows from the street lights outside. B's mouth was slightly open, and I could tell that he was a million miles away in a deep sleep. So I leaned over and gave him a little kiss on the lips. "I love you, B. You're such a cool guy for an old dude."

I woke about 6am, and it was no surprise to see B at the computer again, dressed in his trademark towel, with a cup of tea by his side. "Good morning, Daniel. The toilet's through the door and to your left."

I giggled all the way to the "loo" as he sometimes called it, and had a lotta trouble aiming my piss at the bowl. Then I started to think about Cody's email again. By the time I'd finished pissing, my boner was rock solid. What to do? Ah! I knew just the guy to ask.

I went to the kitchen, made a cup of tea, then returned to B's office. "Whatcha doin'?" Silly question. There was a Rude Dude on the screen, with a huge boner.

"You think this guy's OK, Daniel?"

"Hmmm, not bad. Not as good as this one, though."

B just sighed without taking his eyes off the screen. "Lemme guess. You're standing behind me with a boner?"

"Yep. And I was wondering if you could tell me what I should do with it."

"Hit it with a cold spoon."

"Doesn't sound like much fun. Any other suggestions?"

"Go to the bathroom."

"Jeez, B! It's no fun in there! Maybe I could jack off looking at that Rude Dude. By the way, have you jacked off yet? Did you think about what happened last night?"

"Don't ask personal questions, Daniel."

"Ha! That means you did. Did you think about me? I hope you did. That'd be so fucking cool."

"Why would it be cool?" he asked as he downloaded another pic, and refused to take his eyes off the screen.

"I dunno. It just would be."

"I thought you had the guilts about what happened last night."

"I did... at first. Then I kinda thought about it and... well... y'know. I mean, I know you like me a whole bunch, and you love gawking at me... so... "

"So?"

"So I figured if I were you..."

"But you're not me."

"I know that, B! Stop being a pain in the ass! What I'm saying is that if I were you, and I had some hunky teen waving his boner around in my face, I'd kinda wanna eat it. Know what I mean?"

"You want a repeat of last night?"

"No, that's not what I'm saying. I dunno if that will ever happen again. I guess it was a one off. But I wanna jack off right now, and I want you to watch me. I like the way you look at me. Makes me feel important. And it kinda heightens the thrill if you know what I mean."

"You're an exhibitionist."

"Is that bad?"

"Under the present circumstances, I guess not."

"Cool!"

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