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Kyle Ch. 01

By: jdylanh9



1.  Passed Out

This story is a true story of my first time sucking dick. I did change his name. All usual disclaimers apply. All sex is between 18 year olds.



My senior year of high school I partied a lot. I had great grades and was already accepted to my college of choice. I had some really close friends who liked to party too. We never got into anything other than booze and we were pretty responsible for drunk kids I guess (never drove around drunk or vandalized anything.) My best friend was Kyle. He was 6'2" and really slim. Dark skinned Italian guy with a really smooth body. He wasn't super dark; he just looked like he had a great tan year round. I hadn't done anything gay and I really wasn't gay for Kyle, I just respected his body. We spent so much time together people thought we were gay sometimes but we just got along well. We had the same interests, same dislikes, played the same sports, same advanced placement classes and honest to God, we even had the same birthday.

My parents went out of town a lot for long weekends and just before graduation they had taken a trip to TN or some shit so of course the party was planned. We had the beer and vodka, cards, dice and music. There were 9 of us at the party and we had been drinking for about 5 hours when everyone started passing out. I had an awesome alcohol tolerance and always out drank my friends, which was good for me this night. We had quit with the drinking games and were watching a movie when I looked up and realized everyone else had passed out. I was the only one still awake and I didn't feel that drunk all of a sudden. I know I was wasted but I didn't feel that drunk. Well, next to me on the sofa was Kyle passed out and holding a beer still. I grabbed the beer and set it on the table and he didn't seem to notice. 

I wondered what else I could get away with while he was passed out. I grabbed a blanket and threw it over our laps. He was sitting to my right and I put my hand on his left knee. I began to slide my hand up his leg very slowly while watching him and listening to his breathing. I reached his cock and still no change in his breathing. I started to rub it slowly through his jeans. Within minutes he was getting hard. I don't know what came over me but I had to have more. I was so excited to be feeling my first hard cock I went crazy with lust. I unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans and reached in. The heat inside his boxers was overwhelming. My fingers felt his pubes first and then bingo his almost fully hard cock. I wrapped my hand around it and was shocked. His dick was every bit as big as he had always said. I had just barely got my hand all the way around it and as I pulled it out of the hole in his boxers it was at least 8 inches long and cut. He hadn't stirred through any of this. I began to slowly stroke his cock and some precum appeared at the head of his monster meat. Overcome with lust I just had to taste it.

I was pretty scared. I hadn't done anything like this ever and what if he woke up. After weighing all the pros and cons I went down on my knees between his legs. I was under the blanket holding Kyle's monster cock in front of my face. My tongue snaked out and gently licked up the pearl of precum...I lost all control and immediately put the whole mushroom tip in my mouth. I held just the head of his dick in my mouth and began to stroke the fiery hot shaft. I heard a groan from him and I immediately froze with my hand still around his dick and the mushroom tip in my mouth. 

Then I heard his voice say "I don't know who is under that blanket and I don't care as long as they finish." Those were the most inspirational words I have ever heard. I went to town. I didn't know much about giving head but I was trying my hardest. I was giving one of the sloppiest blowjobs ever known to man. I was using my tongue to massage the crown on my way down and sucking with all my might on the way up. After about 3 or 4 minutes of this I felt his hand on the back of my head. He was pushing my head down on his big dick. The huge mushroom tip was at the back of my throat and my eyes began to water but I wanted every millimeter of his cock in my mouth. I swallowed and his cock entered my throat. It was amazing. I actually didn't gag at all. He was holding my head all the way down on his dick and he started to thrust his hips into my face. I could actually feel his cock pulsating in my mouth. He loosened his grip every minute or so, so I could breathe but he knew I could deep throat it so he shoved it down my throat as soon as I got a breath every time. 

I was too drunk to be thinking about him cumming. I was just focusing on the task at hand and that task was servicing Kyle's cock. I was surprised when I heard his voice again. I had forgotten there was a person attached this gorgeous piece of meat. He said, "I'm going to cum! If you don't want it in your mouth, get off now." I just stopped for a second. I hadn't really planned this out and I didn't know if I wanted him to cum in my mouth or not. That decision was made for me. Before I knew it my mouth filled with an incredibly salty bitter taste that had a chlorine-like taste as well. I knew Kyle was cumming my mouth. I felt disgusting for a second then I started to love it. Here was my best friend shooting thick rope after thick rope of cum in my mouth. I was just holding all that cum in my mouth and his dick in my hand when for the third time I heard his voice, "I don't mind if you spit or whatever. I'm going to get up and crash somewhere and I'm going leave this blanket over you because I have a feeling I don't want to know who just sucked me off." He did just that. And I swallowed my first load ever. That night transformed me from a straight/bi-curious guy, to a full on cocksucking/cumswallowing slut.

The next day about noon when everyone was up I had asked those who had stayed to help me clean up. Kyle came walking out of one of the guest bedrooms and I said, "Help clean up you lazy bitch." Kyle leaned in real close to my ear and whispered so only I could hear, "My dick was in your mouth, don't you think that makes you....my bitch?"

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Kyle Ch. 02



2. My Master

This is a true story and all normal disclaimers apply. All sex is between people of legal age.


Kyle went about a week of not mentioning the night that I had sucked his dick before he brought it up. It was just the two of us drinking in his room and watching Bad Santa when he made the first mention of it. I had been taking my cues from him and didn't want to bring it up. He hadn't acted weird at all so I was ignoring it also. Very casually Kyle asked, "Remember last weekend when I came in your mouth?" I almost choked to death. How on earth was that an opener to discussing your friend blowing you for the first time? I replied, "Yeah man I'm sorry about that whole thing. I wanted to talk to you about that. I was just really drunk and I don't know what the Hell happened." He didn't believe that at all.

He said, "Now, now let's not add lying to being gay...those sins together are a direct ticket to hell." He was laughing and smiling as he said it so I knew he was joking.

"But seriously, Levi, I know you liked it. Just to make it easier for you I'm going to tell you that you're gay so you don't have to tell me."

I was super relieved at this. I just looked at him and I knew why he was my best friend and I couldn't think of anything to say so I just sat there and held my breath.

He asked, "You want to suck my dick again because I would love to cum in your mouth again?"

I replied, "I would really like to try again. I know that I wasn't very good and I think a lot of that was nerves. With you awake and knowing everything I think I could do better and I really did love it. Honestly, I didn't plan it or anything. It just happened but I am really happy it did and really happy you are so cool with this."

He said, "I think you did just fine the first time but there is all kinds of other stuff I would love to try."

I asked, "Like what?"

He said, "I have always wanted to try a role-playing thing. You know like you would be my slave and I would be your master."

I just looked at him for a minute not really sure what to say before I asked, "What kind of stuff? You want me to like do your laundry and shit?"

He replied, "You are such an idiot. No, that's not what I mean. If you trust me just say yes master.

Always refer to me as master when we are playing and just do everything I tell you."

With a big smile I got on my knees in front of where Kyle was sitting and said, "Yes, Master."

Kyle said, "That's a good little bitch. Take off your master's shoes for him."

"Yes Master."

Kyle put a big size 13 foot on my face. I felt the bottom of his sock rubbing the right side of my face and I could smell his foot. It didn't smell rank at all. It was a light smell of sweat. I was in heaven as my master Kyle's foot smell was filling my nostrils. I had immediately fallen in love with this master-slave role-playing thing.

Kyle said, "Take off your master's socks and rub his feet for him. Suck his big toes like they were his cock."

I pulled off each sock slowly and revealed those long slender feet and toes. For the first time I viewed feet as sexy. I took master's left foot in my hand and with my thumbs in his arch and my fingers on the back of his gorgeous foot I started to massage Kyle's foot. I took his long big toe into my mouth and started slowly sucking it softly. I couldn't believe I had my best friend's toe in my mouth and loved it. I moved onto his right foot and Kyle was lying on his back breathing heavily.

Kyle said, "Undo your master's belt and pants and slide them off but leave your master's boxer briefs on him. Then take your master's shirt off of him and lick his arm pits."

I was all too happy to oblige. I removed Kyle's clothes as slowly as I could, wanting to savor this forever. When I slid his pants down I ran my open hands down his perfectly shaped ass globes stopping for just a moment to cop a feel of his muscular ass. I got his shirt off and started inhaling and licking his right armpit. I heard, "That's right you nasty bitch, lick your master's dirty armpits." His pits weren't nasty at all but I really wanted to make Kyle happy so I started to moan softly as I lapped at his mildly hairy armpits. I started to rub his nipple while I was licking his left armpit. Kyle said, "You stupid little bitch, master never said you could touch his nipples. Master is saving them for next time. Master has all kinds of things planned for you over the summer and you will do as told." I was so disappointed in myself. I wanted to serve him completely and I was angry with myself. I got off the bed and dropped to my knees. "Master I am so sorry. Please let me make this right for you. I want to only serve you."

Kyle replied, "We will try again with the master/slave game some other time. To be honest I wasn't totally into it and hearing you beg kind of ruined it. You did well with the character but I didn't like it as much as I thought I would."

I was in front of him on my knees now feeling totally stupid so I did the only thing I thought was appropriate. I asked, "Can I still suck your dick?"

Kyle laughed and lied back down on the bed and said, "Go to town Levi. Just do it real slow and try to swallow all of it as often as you can."

I took those words to heart. I went to the foot of the bed pulled his underwear off and laid on the bed between his calves with my mouth positioned right over his swollen dick. His dick was lying on his stomach and I grabbed it and pulled it down so it was pointing straight up. I started to stroke it real slow and began licking his ball. He must not have expected to feel my tongue on his balls because he kind of jumped. I was getting his big beautiful balls soaked in my spit. They tasted so good. I could taste a little sweat and smell the faintest aroma of piss in his beautifully trimmed mane of pubes. When I couldn't wait any longer I started licking his piss slit. I could taste his delicious precum and I wanted more. I was still stroking him really slowly and now I was tonguing his whole mushroom tip and savoring every bit of it. He was semi-circumcised and I loved the old musty smell of his big dick. I slowly moved from licking his big purple cockhead to sucking it. I loved the feel of Kyle's dick in my mouth. It was the softest skin in the whole world and it tasted so good.

I was now in full swing. Slowly moving my lips down his pulsating shaft until his dick was at the back of my throat. I swallowed the whole mushroom tip at once and kept advancing. My nose was now buried in his pubes and I had his whole dick in my mouth and throat. He was really moaning. I was massaging his balls while deepthroating him. I was in heaven smelling his bush and having that huge dick in my throat but I had to come up for air. I popped his crown out of my throat just long enough to take a breath and I swallowed it again. Kyle had started humping my face again. But this time he was thrusting really slowly. I loved the feel of his huge hand on the back of my head. I felt so safe with Kyle's hand on my head and dick in my mouth. His smell and taste were so inviting and after all he was my best friend. Just like last time Kyle warned me he was going to cum. I wanted it in my mouth and knew that this time. His thrusting had quickened and I was sucking even harder. Then wave after wave came with a load groan from Kyle. His cum was so hot in my mouth. It tasted even better than last time. I didn't want to swallow it. I wanted to hold it in my mouth forever. Kyle was laying there breathing heavy with his dick in his hand and I was lying between his legs using his right thigh as a pillow when I swallowed my second load of cum ever. I will never forget that night. It was perfect. Then Kyle propped himself up on his elbows and looked at me and said, "That was really, really good. I would never have guessed having a gay guy for my best friend would have turned out so awesome. There is some stuff I really want to try tomorrow night if you are up for it."

To be continued...

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Kyle Ch. 03



3. Continues To Surprise

Kyle Owns Me

This is the third installment of the Kyle series. The first two installments are completely true. This installment is about half and half. All usual disclaimers apply. All sex acts are between 18 year old adults.



So, I have now had my best friend Kyle shoot two loads of his teenage baby batter into my teenage mouth. I loved both of those loads more than I can possibly explain. The second load of cum I took was just 8 hours ago; I could almost still taste him in my mouth. The whole thing still seemed surreal. In just one week I transformed my best friend's cock into my reason for existing. Prior to a week ago I had never even seen his dick, let alone smell or taste it. I had a newly found way of looking at Kyle now. He was so awesome about everything too. He completely embraced having his best friend turn out to be a cocksucker. 

I was the first to wake. I slept on the sofa in his room and he was, of course, sleeping in his bed. We had ended the night with him falling asleep shortly after telling me what a good job I had done on his cock, and telling me how much he liked the idea of having his best friend be his personal cocksucker over the summer. As I was lying there watching his perfect form breathing slowly as he slept, I had a thought. As the personal cocksucker of Kyle, I bet it would be expected of me to wake him up with a little harmless fellatio.

I crept across the room soundlessly until I was standing at the foot of his bed. I myself was only wearing boxers and I was leaking precum heavily just thinking about how amazing Kyle was going to taste. I lifted the covers on Kyle and started sliding in head first between his very long and slender feet. With the morning light coming in through the window I could see pretty well and I drank up every bit of the image that is Kyle. From his hairy thin legs and muscular thighs to the six pack abs above his solid white boxer-briefs that held the perfect outline of the world's most glorious cock. I kissed the inner part of his legs up toward his mound of 18 year old cockmeat; breathing in the aroma of his sheets and flesh. What better place to fill your nostrils with the smell of your sex god than between his legs while tangled in the blankets and sheets that are lucky enough to caress his soft skin every night? I could live off of the smell of Kyle. Everything about the scent of his young manliness-from the faint smell of his teen sweat to the somewhat strong smell of his musky balls and ass drove me to want to worship him forever.

I hungrily kissed the bulge in the front of his underwear and I buried my face into his crotch and just breathed in as deeply as possible. I remained very quiet and still for all of this; I didn't want Kyle to wake up until I had his whole cock in my throat. I was so in love with him. We had literally done everything together for so long I couldn't imagine not being around him. I always thought he was cute before but I never really thought about myself being gay and the issue never arose between us at all. Things change tremendously sometimes I guess. I wanted to taste his cock again so badly. I wanted to kiss and lick his low hangers. Drink in the smell and taste that is my best friend. However, the situation was so perfect the way it was. I was just looking him up and down underneath the blankets and basking in his amazing scent. I wanted to just lay my face in his crotch and go back to sleep there forever. Then it happened.

Kyle rolled over. I didn't want to wake him so I just backed off while Kyle turned slowly onto his stomach. I was so heartbroken with this sudden change in the situation. I wanted to keep breathing in Kyle's bouquet of delicious that is his crotch but he had taken that from me. Like anyone in the situation would do, I adapted. Even before I really thought of myself as gay and way before I had any fantasies about my best friend I had admired the perfect shape of Kyle's ass. I would usually just think to myself how much I wanted my ass to look that perfect. Now here is that perfect ass just inches from my face.

Kyle's underwear had kind of ridden up into his ass crack maybe an inch or two. Not like a full on "wedgie" or anything but enough that it made the image of two very perfect mounds of ass muscle even more tantalizing. I had definitely never though about another guy's ass as something that would be tasty before now. I am just staring into the most perfect sculpting of human flesh on God's green earth and I know I have to get closer. I leaned in towards Kyle's ass; my nose is only about an inch away from his ass trench when I finally come across a very distinct smell that is his most private place.

I just breathed in deep the aroma that was my best friend's dirtiest area. Then I finally lowered my face all the way into his ass. He was still wearing underwear but my nose was in his ass crack and I had a hand on each perfect ass cheek gripping, massaging and parting the hard muscular flesh. I couldn't get enough of his wonderful ass and I had to taste it. I was a little apprehensive about how Kyle would react to this kind of attention. He had of course fed me his dick and talked about me being his personal cocksucker but he never mentioned anything about ass play. From what I understand the normal straight guys aren't too comfortable with having their asses played with. I went for it.

I pulled my face from Kyle's ass and began trying to slide his underwear down. It is actually very difficult to do on someone who is asleep and you are trying to keep them asleep. In the long run I triumphed over the underwear and I threw them to the sofa I had slept on making a mental note to take them with me so I could smell Kyle even when we weren't together. Now I'm face-to-face with Kyle's naked ass and I was very surprised. It was a pretty hairy ass. His chest is smooth as is his stomach, upper legs you name it and he is a really smooth hairless guy and it isn't because he shaves or anything. So it seemed that his ass was disproportionately hairy to the rest of him. It was actually a turn on for me. He seemed more manly now that I was staring at his strong butt covered in black hair. It was go time.

I returned to my previous position and I started to part his ass cheeks a little and lower my face into his secret area. It smelled so good. I would have never thought in a million years that I would have my face in a guy's ass but here I was face first in Kyle's ass with my nose up against his sweet brown ass lips. I was breathing in through my nose with all of my might trying my hardest to get his smell stuck in my nose permanently when I decided I had to taste my best friend's ass cave. I pulled my face out of Kyle's ass and started planting little kisses all over his ass. I was trying to warm up to the idea of licking my best friend's asshole and I was becoming less apprehensive with every little wet kiss. I started kissing at the very top of his ass crack and I stuck my tongue out and licked the top 3 or 4 inches of his ass. I was very surprised at how sweaty it tasted. He certainly didn't smell like sweat but he tasted like he had just run a marathon. It was a great taste. I continued to place little kisses and the occasional lick down his ass crack until I got to his puckered hole. I figured it was do or die so I went for it and placed the flat of my tongue right on my best friend's ass and just savored the taste that is only him. It was amazing.

Before I knew it I was licking and panting and Kyle was awake. He raised himself up and looked around at me and we made eye contact while my tongue was still in his ass trench. He didn't look mad but he sounded a little unnerved when he asked, "What the fuck are you doing?"

I replied, "Sorry, Kyle I was trying to wake you up with a morning blow job but you turned over so I did the next thing I could think of." 

Kyle was most definitely not impressed. He started turning over and moving his body into a sitting position. He was sitting kind of "indian" style with his cover over his lap. All I could see of him was his bare chest and angelic face. I was still lying on my stomach with my upper torso propped up on my elbows. I was worried. What if I totally just freaked him out? I don't know what I would do if I lost my best friend and his fantastic cock all at once. I could see the look on Kyle's face was one of deep thought. I think I have only ever seen him think that hard maybe once or twice prior. I didn't want to move or draw attention to myself until he made a ruling on the situation. He asked me, "Why on earth would you want to put your face anywhere near my ass, and furthermore why on earth would you want to put your mouth on my shit hole? I can feel your spit all in my ass crack and on my hole, I don't understand?"

I felt it would be best just to go with the honesty route and I told him, "I was smelling your crotch and getting ready to wake you up with a blow job and you turned over. I caught a whiff of your ass when you did and something about it just intrigued me and I wanted more. So inhaled some more, took off you underwear and inhaled even more and then I just had to know what it tasted like because it smelled so good." I could tell he was even more confused than before I spoke. He asked me "Do you think my crotch smells good? It smells like piss and sweat and old cum. Why on earth would you want to smell that? And again how on earth can the hole that my shit comes out of smell or taste good?"

I knew this was going to be a somewhat important conversation pertaining to my future of having his cock in my mouth. I had to answer correctly. I figured he probably didn't want to hear about how much I needed the smell and taste of him. I figured he probably wouldn't understand how a guy could want to taste the most intimate part of another guy. I figured I would just play into his ego and I told him, "I don't know if you have seen yourself in the mirror but you are gorgeous. I'm really embarrassed Kyle and I know you probably will never look at me in the same way because of what I did. Last night you said you wanted me to be your personal sex slave and I just wanted to let you know this morning that I'm down with that. I am kind of gay or bi. I don't know. And you are easily the sexiest guy I know or have even ever seen in person. So I am just completely down with whatever you ever want to do."

  When I finished speaking I held my breath waiting for his verdict. I was a little surprised at the next words out of his mouth, "I have to piss. You had to have already tasted my shit when you were licking my ass. Do you want to taste my piss too?" He said it in a very strange way and I was unsure If he was serious, joking or just being condescending. He got up and started walking to his bathroom which was connected to his bedroom and when he reached the door he turned and asked if I was coming. 

I was still kind of apprehensive but I followed him. I wasn't sure if I wanted this or not. I didn't know exactly what Kyle had in mind either. Did he want to pee in my mouth? Was I supposed to swallow mouthfuls of his morning piss? I started to get sick and thought about backing out. I decided I would just wait at the bathroom door for more directions. I was worried he was going to walk to the shower and make me kneel in there while he pissed all over my naked body, but he stopped in front of the toilet and looked over to me, "Why aren't you over here on your knees?" I looked him right in his cerulean eyes and I said, "I can't do it dude. I don't think I can swallow mouthfuls of your morning piss. I'm sorry." He was staring back at me with his cock in his hand aimed at the toilet. I was worried he was mad that I wouldn't comply with this. Then his face turned to a smile and he said, "I didn't want you to swallow mouthfuls of my piss. I do, however, have a kind of a special fantasy I hope you will do for me. I want you to get on your knees next the toilet and hold my dick while it pisses. Then, this is where it gets a little raunchy, and you don't have to do it if you don't want, but when I'm done pissing I want you to suck and lick the piss drops off of my cock rather than shake them off."

I thought for what seemed like a long time but in reality it was only about 3 or 4 seconds. I still didn't like the idea of swallowing piss, no matter how small of an amount. I thought that there must have been some remnants of shit in his ass when I licked it so it can't be worse than that. It still seemed different though to watch and even assist him using the bathroom and then tasting the waste he just evacuated. I decided I would do it. You only live once right!

I dropped to my knees where I was standing and crawled over to the spot next to the toilet. Kyle had a huge grin on his face and he even patted my head when he released his dick so I could hold it for him. I took hold of the amazing member that I loved more than anything else on earth and less than a second later a strong stream of piss was hitting the toilet water. He really did have to go. I was mesmerized by watching his dick perform such a normal task like pissing. I piss ten times a day and never thought of it as some amazing thing, but when it is Kyle pissing while my hand aims his dick it is amazing. He just kept pissing. I could feel his dick getting pretty hard under my grasp. He never took his eyes off of me while he was evacuating his bladder. While watching this miracle I did find myself wondering what it would taste like. I was even kind of anxious to try it and my moment came with that thought. His stream ebbed to a trickle and then stopped. Kyle shifted his body from directly in front of the toilet to directly in front of me. It was the moment of truth.

I looked up to his face and his huge grin had been replaced by a more serious look. It looked like he was concentrating on my head. We made eye contact and still no change in facial expression but he took another half-step toward me. I was only 3 or 4 inches from his half-hard dick and I could smell his amazing member but I was really focused on the 2 drops of piss on his cock. One drop was just above his piss slit and the other was perched right on his piss slit. I looked back up to him and asked, "This is your fantasy; how do you want me to do it? Should I snake my tongue out really slowly and lick it off so you can watch it? Would you rather I just take your dick in my mouth and suck it off?" Again with the face of complete concentration and he said, "Just put the whole thing in your mouth."

He had me. He was always the smooth guy and the guy to pull one over on you. I no sooner than had his dick in my mouth before he was pissing again. I coughed and choked and piss ran out of my mouth onto the floor. Some landed right on his foot and he was laughing like crazy. I don't know why it never occurred to me that he would do that. The taste of his piss in my mouth was strong. It was all I could taste and smell. I think I got some in my nose when I initially coughed. 

I liked it actually. My initial anger and surprise were dissipated and replaced by lust and eagerness to taste just a little more of his fluid before I really decided. I regained my composure and shuffled back towards him and started licking the piss off of his foot. "No fucking way." He said to me. "If you really want more I've got more. You can lick up all this piss later if you want but I have to finish pissing now. Do you want it fresh from the tap?" I nodded and opened my mouth wide. He was back to having that huge grin on his face and he went no hands style. His dick had gotten pretty hard and he rested it on my bottom lip and let loose. It was so hot. I know piss has to be like 98.6 degrees or so but I guess I never realized that 98.6 degree fluid is really warm. It tasted like nothing I can compare it to. It was much chalkier than I than I imagined. I swallowed the first mouthful, second mouthful and he said he was almost done. I was looking forward to maybe trying this again. I was totally getting off on having my best friend piss in my mouth. Then Kyle got me again. Out of nowhere he grabbed his cock and started spraying piss all over my face. He was actually kind of moaning while doing it. I think he was having just as much, if not more fun, than me.

When he had stopped pissing for real I licked the piss drops off of his beautiful mushroom head and started on licking them off of the floor. I was on my hands and knees licking piss off of the floor when Kyle said something that really surprised me, "You are easily the coolest guy I know." He said to me. I wouldn't think Kyle would say anything like that to a guy on his hands and knees licking piss off of the floor. Kyle lowered the toilet seat and sat down and I got panicky. I'm tougher than Kyle. I lift more and run faster. I am pretty much his physical superior with the exception of how tall he is. If I have to kick his ass I will. I refuse to do anything involving crap. I will not do it.

When he sat down I got up immediately and began to walk out. "Where are you going?" he asked.

"I'm not having anything to do with crap. Piss is one thing and I wasn't even thrilled about that idea in the beginning. I like you controlling me and humiliating me Kyle but I just won't have anything to do with like an actual piece of shit." I said to him on one breath.

Without missing a beat Kyle asks, "Ever heard of a blumpkin?" I knew what a blumpkin was actually and I wasn't interested in having my face in that close of a proximity to his shit; although, I did loving sucking his cock. It was kind of a crossroads and I needed to stall so I asked him, "What the fuck is a blumpkin? It sounds disgusting." Kyle replied with a sheepish look, "You like sucking my dick right?" I nodded yes for my response. "All you have to do is suck my dick." I had decided in my head while he was talking that I would do it, but I continued to play dumb to what a blumpkin is, "Then why are you sitting on the toilet? I can suck your dick in bed or on the floor, in the shower. Why would you need to sit on the toilet unless crap is involved?"

"That is a great question and crap is involved but you don't have to do anything with my shit, I swear. I just heard it feels amazing to take a dump while getting some skull. C'mon I thought you were my personal gay boy. I thought you would do it for me. If you don't want to do it for me as like a sex thing then just do it for me as like a helping out your best friend thing. The only thing you have to worry about in the crap department is you will have to smell my shit. You have smelled my shit like a million times since we have been friends. I promise there is nothing else to it." He looked into my eyes and wouldn't blink. He reached down and started stroking his cock, enticing me with his now fully hard, mushroom-headed-torpedo, teenage cock. I said, "Fine, I will do it for you but if anything to do with your crap arises, I will beat the fuck out of you. I have beaten the fuck out of you before so you know I can now. Sucking dick doesn't make me any less capable of knocking you the fuck out."

  "Fair enough. Now get over here on your knees and start using your mouth for the reason it was made." I liked it when he talked kind of bossy to me.

  For the second time this morning I dropped to my knees in my best friend's bathroom. Kyle leaned back and spread his legs wide. I rested my arms on his thighs and started kissing up and down his cock before I took the whole thing into my mouth. It was so amazing. Everything about Kyle's cock was perfect. That's when I realized if looked straight down I could see toilet water that was yellowed from his earlier piss. I was getting cold feet. I didn't want to look down and see a fresh shit stick in the water just inches from my face. I backed off of his cock and Kyle immediately asked, "What's the problem? You were doing great and I am just about to drop my first turd. Please, pretty, pretty please start sucking my dick again while I shit this out." I didn't say anything I just went back to sucking his dick. He gave a sigh of relief. Put his hand on my head and thanked me. I could hear his breathing change and I could feel his legs and body tense up and I knew it was coming. He let out a loud gasp and I looked straight down there it was. 




Kyle Ch. 03



Kyle was breathing hard and thanking me, "That was so amazing dude. I don't think I will ever match that feeling. I can't thank you enough for this. Just keep sucking me though until I cum. I have another piece of shit to drop but it's going to be a little while so suck my dick real slow and easy. I don't want to cum before I drop this other turd." The smell of the first turd was just starting to hit me. I have never been this close to shit, fresh shit at that and it was strong. It smelled terrible of course but it was important to Kyle so I just kept sucking. I tried to just keep my eyes closed and focus on his wonderful cock but I couldn't help stealing glances into the toilet to look at this butt baby. It was really dark brown and solid. It was actually shaped like a much smaller version of his cock. I wasn't enjoying the smell but I was starting to become acclimated to it.

I kept doing my duty and sucking diligently on Kyle's man rod. I was of course enjoying myself tremendously. Even the smell wasn't bothering me anymore. I had a good rhythm going and spit was just rolling down his cock and balls. This was definitely one of the sloppiest blow jobs in history. Then I felt him tense up more. Kyle was practically screaming. He had achieved his goal. He started spewing salty cum into my mouth and expelled his filth at the same time. The whole scene was over but he was still breathing about 20 times a minute and bracing himself with the counter. I was still working on draining the last remnants of cum from his now softening dick when he thanked me.

  I exited the bathroom and laid on his bed. I heard the shower start and the toilet flush. I relished in the thought I was able to be part of his fantasy. I kept my eyes closed as I enjoyed the salty taste that is my best friend. I was in my own little world for about 30 seconds and I snapped out of it when I felt something on my face and sensed another person's presence. I opened my eyes to find Kyle hovering over me. His face so close to mine it was his breath I was feeling. He stared directly into my eyes with an intensity that was nearly frightening. He looked confused, maybe scared. I held my breath. I had fallen so in love with him and I was scared this was the end. I was scared he had reverted to his old anti-gay mentality. I was scared that he somehow became disgusted with the modality of our new relationship and was getting ready to banish me from his life.

To be continued...

So, I apologize to anyone that doesn't like the idea of bodily fluids mixed into sex. I assure you the rest of the chapters (I have 4 others already written) are void of watersports and do not in any way involve crap. As always I appreciate your comments/critiques (yes even the bad comments) and feel free to email feedback. I reply to everyone that emails.



Kyle Ch. 04



4. Emotional Struggle

This is the fourth installment of the Kyle series. This installment is 100% true.

Staring into Kyle's eyes and feeling fear I had originally shut down all of my senses. Hearing came back to me and I noticed the shower was no longer running. He must have changed his mind and shut it off before coming back to his room to kill all of my happiness. I didn't blame him. We were best friends and the dichotomy of that relationship and the new one was vast. I guess I had actually fallen in love with Kyle. That could be the only explanation for why I was so scared. Physically I could beat the piss out of him, but emotionally he clearly had the upper hand. I don't know what I was thinking starting this whole mess. At first I didn't even think of myself as gay. I just considered my lusting for his flesh as some sort of primal sex thing, or maybe a pheromone thing.

There was no question now about my sexuality, and not just my sexuality but also my hopes of what would happen between Kyle and me. I was excited at first just being able to satisfy him sexually but now I wanted more. I always loved him as a friend but now I loved him more than I could really even express. What a stupid mistake. He was clearly not even gay. There is no way he could reciprocate the feeling. We had already both been accepted to the same college and filled out the paperwork to be roommates in the dorm. What a cluster fuck I have gotten myself into.

I was determined to not blink, speak or move first. Even in the fearful state I found myself in I was still able to admire how beautiful his face is. He had such perfect features and large eyes. I know they say speech only accounts for 40% of communication and tone, body language, and facial expressions make up the rest. I think that is mostly true with Kyle being somewhat of an exception. I think facial expressions make up about 80% of Kyle's communication. I bet he could hold an entire conversation without opening his mouth. Kyle and I had now been in this completely awkward position with his face just a fraction of an inch from mine for close to a minute. Our breathing had even synchronized. He spoke finally, "Will you close your eyes please?" 

I was less fearful and way more intrigued. I did not comply with his request, I asked, "Why, are you going to do something to me?" He replied, "There is something I want to try and it will be easier if you aren't looking at me." Alright, now I'm getting a little weirded out and I started rising up from my supine position. I was still locked onto his eyes so I couldn't see his hand but I could feel his hand in the center of my chest applying pressure trying to keep me lying down. I didn't like it. Kyle knew better than to try to use force on me. Not only am I physically strong I am also strong-willed and nobody makes me do anything I don't want to do. I pulled out my assertive voice, "Take your hand off of me. You are creeping me out and I'm about to put an end to it."

"I'm sorry. I'm Sorry. Just please listen to me. I am kind of feeling something. I don't know. I want to try something but it is kind of weird to me. I really need you to go with me on this. You trust me don't you?"

"Yeah Kyle I trust you but this is unchartered territory for me just as much as it is for you. You have to understand my apprehensiveness. Why don't you just tell me what you want to do to me? You want me to close my eyes and lie still without giving me much else to go on."

"Please." Was all he said.

How could I argue with that? He was giving me the big eyes look and I was falling for it. I reluctantly lied back down. With one last long look into his eyes I sighed and closed mine. I was covered in goose bumps and it wasn't cold. His hand made contact with my chest again. Not in any sort of forceful way, he was actually kind of caressing my left pectoral with his right hand. I felt his breath on my face again. Kyle's hand moved up to my shoulder. I felt the bed dip down as he put some weight on it. Then I felt the bed dip down on the other side. It felt like he was straddling my hips. His hand found my neck. He sort of massaged the front and then the left side of my neck. Kyle's hand closed around my throat. He wasn't squeezing hard but he was definitely using some pressure, then more pressure and now I was close to feeling like I was being choked. The majority of the pressure was on the left side of my neck rather than on like my windpipe. Then I felt it.

Kyle's lips found mine. As soon as his lips touched mine he gave a large exhale from his nose. He must have been holding his breath the entire time he was playing with my chest and neck. His lips were soft. His lips were probably the second best of his facial features behind his large eyes. I stayed completely still. This was his exploration thing so I wasn't going to move or do anything unless prompted. He gave two really short kisses to my lips and them he planted his lips on mine and I felt his tongue touch my lips. I opened my mouth for his invading tongue. It was a very tender kiss. I found that so surprising since he had been fairly forceful when his cock was in my mouth. I guess he was able to kiss softly and still maintain his dominant stature since he was now bruising my neck with his iron-hard grip.

It was easily the most amazing kiss I have ever felt. I have made out with a lot of ladies but none of them had this kind of skill. Or maybe this just felt better since I was so in love with him. I was getting so turned on. I was running my tongue up and down his from side to side. I put my right hand up to his side and left hand to his neck. I was completely lost in the moment. My hands were now roaming his naked body. I involuntarily raised my hips from the bed and I felt his heavy cock and balls collide with mine. He was still soft but I was as hard as a rock. I didn't want to move too quickly or make him uncomfortable but I was so lost in the moment I was acting out of pure instinct. I reached for his cock. His lips broke contact with mine and he whispered, "No."

I wasn't hurt or taken aback. I just went back to exploring his torso with my hands and kissing him passionately. It felt like he had been kissing me for over an hour, and that still wasn't long enough, before Kyle broke it off. In reality it had probably only been about 3 or 4 minutes. He rose up from me and sat on my stomach. His eyes pierced mine once again and now his face held a look of complete confusion. I could stay in this position until I starved to death. I saw no reason to change anything about the current situation. 

"We need to talk." He said. If he had said that an hour ago, I would have been worried. I would have thought he realized what we were doing was gay and he wanted no part in it. However, after that kiss, I knew he wasn't going anywhere. There is no way he could kiss me like that and then decide he never wanted to see me again. I just raised my eyebrows in response.

"I don't know what we are doing. I feel like I want more than just friendship and head. At the same time I'm not gay. I can't have a boyfriend. But then I realize I don't want anyone else to have you. So am I just being possessive of you or do I really have genuine feelings for another dude?" He said it all very quietly and hurried. That wasn't like him. If anyone on earth had an ego close to as big as mine it would be Kyle.

"Well, Kyle, I think those are only questions you can answer for yourself. I'm not sure what you want me to say. I will tell you where I stand but to be honest I'm a little worried it will freak you out. Especially since you are now having this personal wrestling match in your head." I said.

"Yes please tell me what you think. I think it will help me sort things out in my head better if I just hear you talk about what this means to you. Please, don't hold back either. I'll sit here and listen to you all day." He had almost a whimper in his voice now.'

I told him straight, "I love you. I mean I am in love with you. Like, I don't even want us ever to move from this position for the rest of our lives. I know I'm a total catch so I'm also going to say; you're welcome."

I thought he was going to die. He just busted up laughing at the "you're welcome" line. He rolled off of me and laid on the bed beside me. He was lying on his side just looking at me, "What should I say? I don't know what to say, Levi. I mean, what are we doing here? Are we going to start dating or something? Do I have to take you out to the movies and buy you dinner? I never saw myself in this situation and I don't know how to react."

"Dude, I think you are totally over thinking this entire thing. We were best friends before any of this. Now we are best friends, times two, and you occasionally blow a hot sticky load in my mouth. It just doesn't sound that complicated to me. We can still work on our cars together. We can still go to the range together. The only thing that has changed is we added sex into the cache of activities we share. I guess my feelings for you changed a little. I loved you as a friend before and I guess now I would say I love you entirely. I'm not really ashamed of it. I guess I understand your anxiety about holding hands in public or something but it's not like we have to do that just because we are intimate in private. I will go along with whatever you decide you want to do. I hope you choose for us to continue this but I can't make the decision for you."

"But what if I don't know what I want?" he said.

"Kyle, I'm not going anywhere. We are going to be living together in a couple months. You can take all the time you want to figure out what you want. I just ask that if you decide you want to end what it is we have going on; you be respectful of my feelings. I don't want to come back to the dorm room to find you fucking a different girl everyday. I would get over it but I don't want to see it. On the flip side I would also like to ask that if you decide you want to continue with what it is we have going on you will be respectful of me. When we are in the bedroom I like you to take control, but when we are just hanging out, we are equals-partners. Now with all that being said and everything being out in the open I am going to rub one out. I have been hard for like 2 hours and I'm going to die if I don't expel this demon."

I grabbed my cock, closed my eyes, focused on the taste of my best friend's semen and started a nice slow jerk-off session. Kyle was still lying right next to me, looking at me. I opened my eyes and looked into his sweet angelic face while I pulled myself off. I leaned towards him and kissed him once more. He kissed back but ended the lip lock quickly. He was still deciding what he wanted for the future, which is fine but I hadn't gotten off during any of our escapades. It was my time now. I was close to cumming before I even started. Then I felt Kyle's hand start roaming my body. That almost put my 18 year old cock over the edge. His hand found my stomach, chest, nipples and finally my throat. 

I don't know what his fascination with my throat is but I like it.

Now, like I said, I'm a pretty strong person both physically and mentally/emotionally. I wouldn't normally like anyone touching my neck. Actually I don't really like to be touched in general but Kyle was a clear exception to the rule. I liked that he took ownership of me. I like that he tries to make me his in bed. I think he peed on me in an attempt to mark me as property in some sort of animalistic territorial way. I moaned louder as his hand continued to massage and squeeze my neck. I loved the feeling of him in power over me. I really wished that we would take the lead and jerk me off. I know his large hand would feel great on my hard cock. I was dripping like a faucet. I have always been and I still am a big leaker. I don't even have to be hard. I leak in my pants some times when I am not even hard or aroused. I just have extra cum I guess.

Kyle had leaned in towards me and was kissing, nibbling and kind of breathing or blowing in my ear. I loved it when he was this close to me. I was stroking faster and faster while concentrating on Kyle's hand roaming my skin and his breath on my ear. I was thinking of his magnificent dick in my mouth, his hand closed around my neck and...ohh...ohhh. I came hard. I shot a fountain of splooge that literally trailed from my chin to my pubes. I almost screamed when I shot off. Kyle had loosened his grip on my neck and he was just looking at me. I finally made eye contact with him and I went in for a kiss. He pulled back a little and surprised me yet again, "Levi, can I taste your cum?"

"Yeah, I guess. I don't have any plans for it."

"Thanks." Was all he said before he put his forefinger into a glob of cum on my stomach and then put that finger to his lips. I was a little turned on watching him taste my sperm. His face puckered a little; as if he were eating something sour. Kyle only took the one taste and I don't think he ever tasted my cum again for the entirety of our relationship. He asked me, "Have you ever tasted your cum?" I replied, "No, Why?"

"Well, I have never tasted my own either. I'm just curious if yours tastes like mine. Since you have already tasted mine you should go ahead and try your own and tell me if they taste the same." He said.

I scooped up some from the same puddle he did and licked it off of my finger. "They taste very similar but yours is sweeter I guess. I'm not like a cum aficionado but that would be how I would describe the difference." I told him.

"I knew mine would be better. I've got the most awesome balls ever." He joked. Typical 18 year old bravado I guess. 

I wasn't really sure where to go from here. Until he had made up his mind and became more comfortable with the situation I didn't want to come off as to "lovey-dovey." What I really wanted to do was give him another kiss, throw my arm over him and just lay like that for awhile. Maybe get up and take a shower together after I got my fill of just breathing in the scent emanating from his body. What the fuck, might as well go for it.

Kyle was lying on his back with his eyes closed. I rolled towards and gave him a 2-3 second kiss on the mouth. In an effort to make him still feel like he was the alpha in the relationship I laid my head on his shoulder and put my arm round his torso. It was kind of a chick move. I figured he would like the role of big, strong man that his lover clings to out of admiration. I was right. He put his arm around me and we just laid there for an hour. Every once in a while I would give the soft skin of his shoulder a little kiss.

To be continued...



Kyle Ch. 05



5. Owns Me

This is the 5th installment of the Kyle series. This installment is 100% true. All usual disclaimers apply.



Kyle and I spent the rest of the summer as we had originally planned. We partied with friends, worked on our cars, went to the shooting range, but behind closed doors we did some things we hadn't originally planned: we were behind closed doors a lot. Kyle and I still hadn't done anything anal. I would suck his dick anywhere between one and four times a day. I loved that but what I really loved is how much we just laid together in his bed and watched movies. 

We started playing this game that we both loved. It played into his sense of superiority and allowed me to worship his body unimpeded. Kyle would lay there on his bed fully-clothed and I would strip him naked on my own time schedule. After he was naked he wasn't allowed to move. I would rub, massage, and kiss his whole body except his cock. Whoever got hard first lost. The first couple times we played I lost immediately. I even got hard once before I had gotten him naked.

I figured since Kyle was still not comfortable with the idea of telling everyone he was in a gay relationship, and not totally comfortable with actually being in a gay relationship; I would let him bring up anal sex. I didn't want to scare him by asking him to slam my butt; even though I wanted him to, badly. 

I know my parents had begun to figure out what was going on and he told me his parents asked him flat out if we were dating. He told them we weren't; which was fine with me. We had planned to keep it under wraps until we left for college at least. Well, the day came. It was August 21st, and we were moving our stuff into our dorm room. Just Kyle and I living together in a place where no one knew us and was known to be a little more accepting of alternative sexual orientations. I mean its college; you are allowed to fuck whoever, whenever.

We got all moved in, got our class schedules, got something to eat, and that night we pushed the two twin beds together. We didn't care if any friends came over and knew we were lovers. For the first time ever, Kyle, jerked me off. Before, I would always just jerk myself off while sucking his perfect cock. I was so excited I blew in about 3 minutes and it was a huge load. I knew college was going to be great. 

The first month just flew by and we were both always together. We had made some pretty cool friends and made some connections that could buy us beer. Kyle was drinking a lot. It was fun at first because he is so horny when he is drunk. He loved it when I licked his ass but would only let me do it when he was drunk. I guess he was still holding onto the thought that anal play was just a little "too gay" for him. 

I decided I was going to take the bold stance and bring up ass fucking since he had still not mentioned it. However, Kyle must be a mind reader because he brought it up while I was still trying to plan what I was going to say. We walked back into our dorm room from the cafeteria and we started pulling out books and notes for some study time. We had been reading for about 25 minutes when he said, "I can't concentrate. Think you are up for a killing a 12 pack and doing all of those things I like?"

"I can't, Kyle. You know how much I want to but I have to get some of this stuff done. We have been drinking and fucking around everyday this week." I said. I wasn't sure exactly how Kyle was doing in his classes but I know he was close to failing one and running B's and C's in the others. I was doing very well and had mostly A's with one or two B's.

"C'mon, Levi. I know you want to mess around." He said in his sexiest, most enticing voice.

"Of course I want to but I don't think it is the most responsible thing right now. I can do all of the things you like later, but I'm not going to be good at doing this homework later after we kill a 12 pack. Which, by the way, you know means we will end up drinking at least half that fifth of vodka too." I said in a somewhat whiny voice. He was right, I did want to get drunk and lick and suck his ass, cock and balls for the rest of the night. However, we were both here on scholarships and a little loan money. We can't afford to fail more than one class a semester or let our GPA drop below 3.0 for a semester.

"I have been holding back on you Levi. I know what will get you to come around to my side. How would you like me to take your ass cherry tonight?" His voice was almost angry sounding and his face was contorted to some kind of villain like grin.

"I'd be lying if I said I haven't thought about and even wanted it, but you will not buy me off with sex tonight. Can't you just wait 2 or 3 hours? From what I gather you need to study. You aren't doing so hot in a couple classes right now, Kyle." I said with my voice getting louder with each word. I was getting pissed. Who did he think he was? 

"Fuck you, Levi! You are supposed to be mine! You are supposed to love me! All I hear from you lately is I drink too much, don't study enough or some other bullshit critique! I'm tired of it. You stay here and study; I'm going to go meet up with some people who know how to have a little fun. I don't know if I'll be back tonight or not." He yelled. His face turned from red to scarlet while he was yelling. I could tell I must have hit some sort of nerve when I mentioned his grades. Maybe he was trying really hard and just not getting it or something. Well fuck him, if he didn't want to ask for help or try harder he isn't going to get any sympathy from me.

Kyle stormed from the room and slammed the door. If I'm not mistaken he had started to cry. I did just what he suggested. I stayed in the room and kept studying. I wasn't going to fail out of college over a fight with my boyfriend. There is no damage that can't be repaired except a bad grade. I studied for about 3 or 4 hours until I was pretty confident in the material. It was around midnight and I grabbed a beer and turned on the tv. I couldn't help but to think about Kyle. I wondered where he was, who he was with, how drunk he must be by now. I was not going to chase him or hunt him down though. If he didn't want to come home, he didn't have to. I wanted him to but I couldn't make him and I wasn't going to apologize to him. I drank 3 more beers before I was little buzzed and decided to call it a night.

I woke up suddenly. I looked at the clock and it read 3:42am. I had to piss like crazy. Kyle and I had taken a little extra out in student loans so we could have a private dorm with our own bathroom. The idea of the community bathrooms/showers just wasn't appealing. I could see light coming from underneath the bathroom door. I knew Kyle had to be here because I didn't leave the light on. I didn't particularly want to talk to him while he was drunk at a quarter 'til 4 in the morning. Our room was set up kind of like a hotel. The sink was outside of the actual bathroom and just a toilet and shower were in the bathroom. So, I pissed in the sink and went back to bed. I laid there awake for awhile listening and I couldn't hear anything. I was kind of worried. It turned 4:00am. I had to get up for a 9:00am class but I couldn't sleep not knowing what was going on.

I knocked on the bathroom and whispered, "Kyle." I got no reply. I tried the door handle and it was unlocked. Kyle was sitting on the floor cross-legged crying. He looked at me with his red puffy eyes. I didn't say anything and neither did he. I bent down and hoisted him up to his feet. We just stood there with our arms wrapped around each other for a few minutes. He was crying into my shoulder and I don't know why exactly but I started to tear up a little too. I walked him to the bed. Undressed him down to his boxer-briefs and put him into bed. I laid next to him and whispered in his ear, "Its okay, Kyle."

"No, its not. I don't know what I'm doing. I'm falling Levi and there is no ground beneath me." He said.

"We can fix it. Whatever is going on can be fixed, I promise. I have never lied to you and you know that. We can talk about it tomorrow. Just rest; sleep." I whispered.

I woke up to the alarm clock at 8:30am. Kyle was still unconscious under my arm. I debated skipping class so I could be here when he woke up but decided against it. I thought he should probably have some sober time alone to analyze whatever it is that he is struggling with. I kept rolling things around in my head trying to figure out what was so wrong with him. I thought we were doing great and if he just put some more effort into his work he would be fine. I just couldn't figure out the problem. I hated to think that I wasn't as tuned into him as I thought. I thought we were so close that I knew what was going on with him all the time...apparently I was wrong about that. I was failing as a boyfriend and a partner and even a friend. 

I only had the one class that day. When it let out at 10:00 I practically sprinted back to the dorms. I thought I might even make it back before he was even awake. I was wrong. When I opened the door I found the room empty. It was weird though, he had cleaned the entire dorm. He even made the bed. I texted him; enquiring to his whereabouts. No return text but about ten minutes later the door opened. Kyle was standing there looking sexy as always and nearly carefree. He was holding flowers. He gave them to me and apologized. He said he was sorry about the fight, about getting sloppy drunk and about neglecting me.

I told him I didn't feel neglected; I just wished he would tell me more about what is going on. "We are going to spend the day studying. Then, I'm going to take you out tonight. Then, I'm going to bring you back here and with your permission I want to fuck you." He said.

"It's all I've ever wanted, babe!" I said as I wrapped his slender body up in my strong arms. "I know you apologized and I don't' want to harp on you but I really do think we should talk a little. I want to know what's going on. I want to know what you are having such a hard time about. I love you and I want you to feel like you can be honest and open with me. I'm not going anywhere."

"Levi, it is done and over with. We aren't two girls that need to talk about all of our feelings. I was pissy yesterday and I'm sorry. Really, I am. I will be better from now on." He said and I bought it.

We had lunch and studied for the rest of the day pretty much. A break here and there, but mostly studying. Around 7:00pm we showered together and dressed for our "date" night. My whole body was ecstatic just thinking about him taking my virginity later. I loved Kyle so much and I couldn't think of anything more perfect than letting him cum inside me. His pleasure inside of me would be the highlight of my life. I was half hard all night. I couldn't shake the feelings of anticipation for even a second. Dinner was great and he asked what I wanted to do and I said "Go back to the room. I don't know if I can wait much longer. I have been waiting for this night for months. I want you so badly." Kyle just smiled and off we went.

We got back to our dorm room and it was a race to see who could get undressed quicker. I kept trying to kiss him between taking off articles of either my clothing or Kyle's clothing. He smelled so good and I was so ready I knew we wouldn't last long. I dropped to my knees to take off his pants and I just marveled at how wonderful his cock looked in his white boxer briefs. I kissed up and down his cock through the thin white cotton. He immediately took control of my head and started pushing his love tool into my face.

I reached for the waist band of his underwear and began lowering them. First I saw his well-manicured pubic hair and then the base of his already very hard cock. Next was the dark pink head of the most wonderful dick on earth; followed by two low-hanging balls. I took my cue from the pressure he was exerting my head to start licking and kissing his delicious scrotum and balls. I was in complete heaven with the smell and taste of his manliness. I then took his torpedo shaped cock into my mouth immediately into my throat and not a millimeter of it wasn't in my mouth or throat. Kyle just moaned in ecstasy. I deep-throated him for quite sometime, my ass was reminding me how I couldn't wait much longer to be fucked by Kyle's magnificent dick.

Kyle pulled his cock from my throat and said, "We have to slow it down a bit if you want to get fucked tonight. I was thinking since your ass is going to get plowed, my ass should at least get licked."

Kyle lied on his back on the bed and brought his knees up to his shoulders. I certainly didn't need to be invited twice to partake in the most secret of his manly places. I shimmied forward on my knees until Kyle's ass was just a mere inch from my face. I could smell the musty scent of his manliness. I licked his crack from the top to his balls a couple times, just savoring his scent and taste in my nose and mouth. I had to have my tongue all the way in his ass immediately. It was a certainty of life. I dove in and worked my tongue around his beautiful tiny hole. I pushed against his tight anal ring until I finally parted his perfect sphincter. My tongue went in and he felt so hot. Once my tongue was in his hole the tight sphincter closed around my probing tongue. It was so tight and hot one my tongue. I worked my tongue around and around while my lips made a seal encircling his anus. I wanted him to fuck me bad but I certainly didn't want to leave this position ever. I was so happy to be tongue-deep in Kyle's ass I had forgotten about most else in life. I heard his voice finally, "It's time."

I pulled my tongue from Kyle's ass and he brought his legs down, one on each side of me. I started licking and kissing his cock since it was right in my face and I was so aroused by him. I finally got up and grabbed some lube. We didn't have any condoms since we didn't really have a use for them in our prior sexual endeavors. I squirted some lube onto my fingers and began working them into my ass. I squirted some lube onto Kyle's cock and he began working all over his man meat. I was feeling a little loosened up and it was now or never.

I stood up and kissed Kyle in a strong passionate kiss. He reciprocated in a manner that left no question for his love for me. He moved his hand to my throat and guided me onto my back on the bed. I instantly brought my knees to my shoulders and Kyle climbed on. He was on his knees pointing his cock at my more than ready hole. He looked me right in the eyes and pushed his raging hard cock into my hole. I couldn't help it, I screamed a little. He stopped and smiled. I knew he was completely enjoying himself. His mouth was open ever so slightly like he was deep in thought and he pushed some more. I loved it but fuck did it hurt. He never once broke eye contact during his inch by inch invasion of my tight 18 year old man hole.

It took about 8 or 9 minutes but he was finally all the way in me. I thought he would start going to town but he didn't. He leaned into me and put his hand on my throat again and began to kiss me while the whole of his cock was buried inside. He just left his cock in me and we tongue fucked while he steadily increased his pressure on my throat and neck. He began moving his hips away slowly. Oh, so slowly. I hated it and I wanted all of him back in my immediately. We were still hungrily making out and I started to feel a bit woozy. Kyle wasn't cutting off my breathing with his hand, he was squeezing the arteries in my neck and my brain was starting to get tired. I was getting sleepy. The last thing I remember was having the greatest orgasm of my entire life. With Kyle's cock buried deep in my ass, my cock rubbing between our two bodies, his mouth on my mouth, his tongue entangled with my tongue, the scent of his ass and balls in my nose all added up to an orgasm that may have changed my life. I passed out right as I had my orgasm and Kyle screamed in elation as he had his. 

I woke up less than 2 minutes later. Kyle had released my throat when he shot his 18 year old cum in the depths of my ass. I guess as soon as my brain got just a little oxygenated blood back into it, it jump started itself. When I awoke I could feel all of Kyle's weight on top of me and all of the love in my heart was for him.

To be continued...

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Kyle Ch. 06



This is the 6th installment of the Kyle Series. The Kyle Series is a true story with the exception of a little of Chapter 3. I would like to thank everyone that has rated, commented, or emailed feedback. There is no greater honor I can receive than someone taking the time to comment on my stories. Thanks for reading.



I awoke the next morning feeling like a new person. After Kyle provided me with the earth-shattering orgasm the previous night I passed the fuck out. I was completely drained physically, emotionally, and mentally. The first thing I noticed when I awoke was Kyle was still sleeping soundly. God, he was so fucking gorgeous. The second thing I noticed was the feeling of soreness in my ass. I know it sounds strange for a gay guy to say this but I had honestly never inserted anything into my ass before. It wasn't a bad pain per se it was just noticeable.

I had to piss. I didn't want to get up. I loved looking at Kyle while he was sleeping. He was so gorgeous and at peace and angelic. However, my bladder doesn't care about love. I got out of bed as slowly and cautiously as possible and I succeeded in not waking Kyle. I emptied my bladder and just thought to myself, how lucky I was. Here I was, in college (doing pretty well) living with the love of my life. I didn't have any problems at all.

Lost in my thoughts at the toilet I didn't even notice Kyle creep up behind me and grab my throat from behind. I will never understand his fascination with my throat but I love it. It made me feel so possessed by him. Since I trusted him implicitly I didn't mind the idea of him possessing me. "Are you up for a little morning action?" He asked me.

"You bet your ass I am." I replied giddy as a schoolgirl.

"I think you mean your ass." He said.

"I am a little sore stud. Would you be satiated with a nice, long, slow blowjob?" I asked.

"Ohhh, I don't know. I guess beggars can't be choosers. I don't want to do anything that hurts you, but fucking your ass was so good. I know you liked it too. I have to tell you, I think we are going to be doing a lot of that." The whole time Kyle was talking he was rubbing my body. He started at my throat of course then he moved his open hands slowly down my chest; rubbed and played with my nipples. He pressed his own naked body up against my back. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and my right ear. 

I was melting right into him. I could just feel his half hard dick rubbing up against the crack of my ass. I loved it when my nipples were played with it. I am not into pain by any means; but you know just a little tug or pinch here and there never hurt anybody. I did want to get fucked by Kyle this morning more than anything. I figured the soreness was going to be there whether I let Kyle fuck me again or not so I elected to go for it. "I think my ass is feeling much better stud; and I did hear once that cum has soothing qualities for sore throats and sore asses."

"Oh, you little cock tease. You were going to let me fuck you all along. I have to take my morning piss. How about you go break out the lube, get yourself ready and lie face down on the bed. I am going to fucking own you this morning." He said it in a commanding tone and took a handful of my muscular ass and squeezed-squeezed hard.

Filled with excitement and lust I broke out the lube and squirted a bunch on my fingers and started applying them to my ass. It was indeed a little sore but the soreness was dissipating with the lube. I had two fingers in my ass and was moving them in and out with a rotating motion. I was starting to feel pretty loosened up but I know I was still going to be way tight for Kyle. I decided to not go for 3 fingers. I wanted to be so tight for him it would almost hurt his wonderful love tool. I also wanted to feel a little pain as he fucked my ass for a second time.

It was somewhat uncomfortable to lie on the bed facedown with my hard on. I had to bend my right knee and sort of rotate my hips. It wasn't a comfortable position but it was certainly better than before. I felt him put some weight on the bed to my right side. He was moving a lot. I went to rise up to look at him when he grasped my shoulder and pushed me back face down. I went with it. It felt as if he had positioned himself between my legs. I felt a cloth come into contact with the side of my face. "Tilt your head back." He commanded. I did and now I knew what was going on. He was blindfolding me. It was kind of a rougher material. I figured out what it was from the smell. He was using a dirty sock to blindfold me. I was so fucking turned on.

"Ohh, Kyle, you are so fucking hot. You are such a fucking stud. I want you to fuck me so hard. I want you to cum as deep in my ass as you can. I need your cum in me." I practically moaned it. I was so out of breath with the thrill of what was happening. I was blindfolded. I could smell Kyle's lightly worn sock. I could feel the heat emanating from his body. I could hear his deep and ragged breathing. Finally, I could feel his cockhead at the opening of my welcoming asshole. 

"Are you ready for the cock? Are you ready for the pain? I am going to fucking slam you all at once. Just say, yes." He said in an out-of-breath voice.

"Yes." I whispered.

With a shout of rage Kyle pushed the entire length of his cock into my burning hot ass canal in one strong thrust. He was screaming and panting and he was even coughing. I wanted to know what he was feeling so badly. However, I could barely think about anything other than my own sensations. The pain wasn't excruciating exactly but it was one step below. I loved the feeling of having all of his love meat in me. I loved knowing he was deriving so much pleasure from using my ass. I loved the fact that he had blindfolded me and was more or less crushing me by putting all of his weight on top of me. Lastly, I loved the pain. The pain I was feeling in my ass was a pain of victory. I played sports and worked out my entire life. After a grueling football game when I was tired and bruised from head to toe I loved that feeling of being used up to win. It was a similar pain.

"Holy Shit, Levi! Your ass is so hot. It is so tight. It might be cutting off circulation to my cock. I am just going to hold it all in you for a minute. Try contracting your ass muscles. I want to know what it feels like." Kyle said.

"Okay, get ready for it." I said. I flexed my sphincter with all my might. It felt weird to be bearing down as if taking a shit; yet what I was bearing down on wasn't moving. I was pushing with all of my might and Kyle's dick wasn't being pushed out. I was such a strange sensation. After about the third time I pushed I was getting dizzy. I was overloaded on sensation. The feeling in my ass was almost too much. Kyle began slowly pulling his cock out. When just the head was left in he would slam back into me. He screamed with every thrust. I screamed with every thrust. 

"Does it hurt too much? Is there anything I can do to make it better for you?" He asked.

"No, I love that it hurts. The only thing I miss is the ability to smell and taste you. I mean I can kind of smell your feet from the sock blindfold, but I really love inhaling your scent when my nose is buried in your pubes." I replied through my panting.

"Tilt your head back again." Kyle said. As soon as I did; I was thankful. Kyle had reached for the pair of boxer-briefs he had worn to bed the night before and he put them on my head. He placed the crotch of those worn briefs right in front of my nose. I took a big sniff and I could smell the familiar scent of my number one object of lust.

"I am going to come any second." Kyle exclaimed. I just started flexing my ass muscles again. I had down a really good rhythm that matched Kyle's rhythm. I was so fucking hot, hard, and sex-crazed with Kyle on top of me. With loud exclamations, Kyle started cumming and I came at that exact time as well. I had been grinding my cock into the bed, but overall I had very little stimulation on my cock. The feeling of Kyle just rocking my ass and filling me with his delicious sperm was enough to put me over the top. After Kyle was finished pumping his sweet ball nectar into my ass he just collapsed on my back. I loved having all of his weight on me like that. We laid there all sweaty and sticky for about 10 minutes before he pulled completely out of me and got off of me. I rolled over on to my back and began to remove the underwear from my head and the sock from my eyes. 

Kyle was just standing at the foot of the bed staring at me. I couldn't help but to stare right back into his beautiful face. I just smiled. He smiled back and said, "I love you. I love that you love me. I love that you are so dynamic. You can take it in the ass in private and still be a total hard ass in public. You are amazing."

"I think that is the most emotional you have ever gotten. It was nice, but kind of faggy." I said through a huge grin. He smiled back and just launched himself on top of me. His lips ground into mine. I kissed back as hard as I could. It was just so amazing.

The next week passed with business as usual. Then the next week passed; then another week gone. Kyle and I were both studying a lot because midterms were just a month away. We managed to make a little time here and there for a hot fuck or suck session. True to his word, Kyle had been doing great. He wasn't skipping class, drinking all the time, or neglecting his studies in any way. Kyle and I were both incredibly pleased with our relationship in every aspect, especially the sexual aspect; except one thing.

I wanted to know what it was like to fuck a guy. Kyle was adamantly against me fucking him. The first time I brought it up I thought his head was going to explode. He wouldn't even let me rim him for nearly 5 days after that. I didn't think it was an unreasonable request. He has never let me fuck him; he has never sucked me off; and he has only jacked me off twice. I suck his dick a minimum of 4 times a week and he fucks me at least 4 times a week. Sex seemed a little lopsided to me. Don't get me wrong, I love Kyle's cock. I love getting him off. However, I have a cock too. A little blow job or ass every now and then for my cock isn't too much to ask.

"Well, Kyle, I am not really sure if I should be mentioning this again, but I want to get off in someone. You know how much I love to suck your dick and how much I love to get fucked by you, but I have a cock made of flesh too. I have needs. Does the thought of having my cock in your mouth and or ass really repulse you that much?" I said.

"I am really sorry Levi, but the answer is yes. I find it positively repulsive to think of my ass having a cock in it. As for a blow job that is also completely out of the question. I would throw up the second a cock touches my lips. You knew I was like this when we started this relationship. I love you as a person and I positively love our sex life. I can honestly say that there isn't a single thing I would change about our sex life. You are the one wanting a change. I am sorry but that is a change I am not going to conform to. That changes the entire make-up of our relationship and I don't want it. If you really want; I will start giving you handjobs anytime you want them but that is as far as I am going to go." Kyle said. It wasn't an angry or mean tone. It did however, sound rehearsed as if he knew I would bring the topic up again.

"I thought you might feel that way, Kyle. Actually, I knew you would. And, you are right about that. I am the one trying to change things. Now, I have an idea. I want you to promise not to freak out. I am going to say something that sounds crazy but I want you to be open for a discussion. How about we bring a third person into the bed once or twice a week and I can fuck them?" I proposed.

Kyle's face turned red and I don't know why but he was holding his breath. Kyle stood up and stepped right in front of where I was sitting. "What the fuck did you just say to me? You want me to be okay with you fucking other people? Would you be okay with me fucking anyone I want? You are mine, God Damn it. We are the only two people allowed in that motherfucking bed. Do you understand me? Am I not fucking enough for you? I've given every fucking thing for you! I will not watch or be part of you and someone else sharing any sex of any kind." Kyle was yelling, and he grabbed his crotch, "This cock is yours! My dick belongs to you! I would fucking cut it off before I would stick it in another human being. You belong to me; I belong to you!" He finally stopped his yelling and he was just staring at me breathing heavily; his whole body was shaking.

I stood up and wrapped my arms around his smaller frame and put my lips to his ear, "Of course you are all the man I want or need. I'm not talking about changing anything major. You know I love you and I wouldn't do anything to hurt our relationship. I am talking about making our relationship stronger. Why are you holding your breath? Just breathe Kyle, breathe. Alright, now listen to me. We find someone we both think is attractive. Hey, stop tensing up. Breathe. We can have fun with him together. You can tell him how to suck my cock while I suck yours. You fuck my ass while I fuck his, it would be fucking hot. Breathe, Kyle. Before you protest and start screaming again think about this: I have never gotten off in anyone. You have fucked pussy, mouth, and ass. I have fucked my hand, your hand, and a bed. I love being a cum bucket when the cum is yours, but I want a cum bucket too. We will find like a pig slave thing, I don't know what they are called, but you know they really do just want to suck and get fucked. They have no interest in fucking or getting sucked." 

Kyle felt like a nervous wreck the entire time I was whispering in his ear. He kept tensing his whole body up. He would randomly stop breathing. If I hadn't been so afraid of him exploding at any time I would have been flattered that he was so committed in our relationship. To be honest it was kind of surprising how possessive of me he really was. It made me wonder if he ever felt jealous when he saw me talking to other guys. He never said anything to make me think so but all of that "you're mine and I am yours" talk was really quite...possessive. 

I was determined to just hold Kyle in this embrace until he calmed down or really freaked out. Luckily, for me he calmed down. "Okay, Levi if this is something you really want let's make some rules. You know, we have all seen movies where this kind of shit happens; some of the usual rules are things like: no kissing, condom usage, never the same guy twice, we can only play together...shit like that."

"Holy shit, are you serious? Kyle I am so fucking happy you are getting on board with this. I will let you set whatever fucking rules you want and I will follow every fucking rule to a goddamn tee!" I said. I squeezed him even harder and I planted a wet kiss on his neck, throat, chin and finally his beautiful lips. I just kept kissing his soft lips and he finally started kissing me back. He moved a hand to the back of my head to hold me in his grasp while he tongue-fucking my mouth. Oh my God, Kyle was such a fucking stud and catch. I just dropped to my knees.

"Oh, is this a thank you blow job, my little, what did you call yourself? A cum bucket? I hope you never thought I only view you as receptacle for my cum. I love you. I cum in you because I love you. I meant what I said, mostly. I wouldn't really cut my dick off but I would never fuck anyone else behind your back. I will do this threesome thing with you because I love you and you want something I cannot give you. However, I want you to know I am not crazy about this idea. I do not like the thought of sharing you. I do not like the thought of us sharing ourselves with anyone else. I will do it for you, but don't expect me to be happy about this." Kyle explained.

"I can't thank you enough, stud. I know you love me and I love you so much. I don't think we have to share ourselves or our love because of a threesome. It is just a different angle to sex. Now, will you do me a favor and relax? I have been sucking your dick for like 4 minutes and it is still soft."I spouted off before getting back to work on the most awesome cock ever.

For the first time in two days I had Kyle's beautiful cock in my mouth. Oh, how I loved the feel of his smooth torpedo-shaped love stick. It always felt so good in my mouth. It always tasted so good. Kyle's crotch always had the same scent too. Regardless of when he last showered or worked out, commando or boxers, or even what soap he used; his crotch always smelt the same, and I loved that smell more than any other on the planet. 

My nose in his pubes. His balls on my chin. My throat squeezing his cockhead. His hand on the back of my head. My hands grasping his hard ass globes. His hips thrusting into my face. My mouth supplying wet suction on his hard cock. Finally, his cum coating my mouth and tongue. A perfect fucking 10 minutes.

If there is a heaven and you get to choose what ten minutes you want to relive for all eternity. I know which ten minutes I would choose.

Kyle and I wasted no time in finding our new fuckboy. I wanted someone small and dainty. Kyle liked that idea as well. We set our sights on a little guy named, Dave. We found Dave in the rec room of our dormitory. I had seen him a bunch of times in passing. I don't think I had any classes with him, and Kyle said he didn't have any classes with him either. That made it a little more difficult. Without any classes together we couldn't start the conversation under the guise of wanting to study or share notes.

Kyle and I sat in the rec room for close to two hours just staring at Dave. He was really adorable. He was a little guy around 5'6" and 125 pounds maybe. He had black hair, pale skin, blue eyes, a perfect bubble butt and he wore glasses. What I liked most about Dave though was the way he carried himself. He was completely opposite from Kyle in every way. Kyle was the big, strong, macho, super confident guy. I think that is why I liked him fucking me. Dave was shy, timid, and almost nervous looking; I liked the idea of making the weakling take my cock in his mouth and ass.

"Well, Levi, this is your thing. How are we going to approach him? I mean we aren't even sure he is gay." Kyle asked.

"Oh, he is gay for sure. Watch his eyes for the next five minutes and tell me where he is always looking." I said.

"Oh my god, you are so right. He can't keep his eyes off of those guys playing pool. He is just loving them bending over the table. I have an idea my little cum bucket. Follow my lead." Kyle said as he stood and began walking toward the pool table. I jumped up and walked beside him. When we reached the table Kyle introduced himself and then introduced me. The two guys playing were freshman also and they did have classes with both of us. They seemed pretty cool actually. Kyle challenged them to a game of 8 ball with partners. They happily accepted. I was pretty good at pool and I knew Kyle was really good so I was thinking it should at least be a pretty good game.

"Alright, I got us on Dave's radar, now you give him a show." Kyle leaned in and whispered to me. I took those words to heart. I grabbed my crotch at least once a minute, every minute throughout the whole game. I held my pool cue between my legs several times. I bent over that fucking pool table every single chance I got. Once, while our competitors were talking about a shot, not paying any attention to Kyle and me, I full on groped Kyle's cock in perfect view of Dave. Kyle and I beat the piss out of the other two guys and even though they wanted a rematch we had other games on our minds.

We left the pool table and walked towards Dave. I sat on one side of him and Kyle sat on the other. I leaned in and introduced myself, and then I introduced Kyle. Dave had a sheepish smile and he was turning red very quickly. "Dave, can you believe those guys just kicked our asses in that last game?" I asked.




Kyle Ch. 06



"Yeah, I was watching. They are really good. You guys played good though." Dave said very quickly; his eyes darting back and forth behind his glasses.

"Well, actually Dave, we just kicked the shit out of them. I know you were watching the whole time so my question to you is: what were you watching the whole time?" I said with my most casual tone.

Dave turned even redder and stood up. Kyle and I stood too. I said, "It's cool, Dave. You don't have to be ashamed or embarrassed. I know you are gay. Kyle and I are lovers. You should come up to our room and talk about it. I'm guessing you haven't really ever talked to anyone about that kind of thing have you?"

"Well, no I haven't, but I would like to talk to two guys who are dating. I mean I don't know any gay people. It would be fun to know some." Dave said.

"Cool, it is settled. Follow us." I said in a very jovial manner. I led the way to the stairs. We lived on the fifth floor but I didn't want the elevator to rob Dave of getting to stare at mine and Kyle's asses all the way up five flights of stairs. We finally reached the dorm room and I offered Dave a beer which he happily accepted. I threw one to Kyle and took one for myself. "So, Dave, tell us a little bit about yourself or is there anything you want us to tell you?" I said.

Dave started with a bit of a biography, "I am a freshman. I plan to get a BSIT. I hate my roommate here a lot. He is a fucking asshole that makes my life hell because he knows he can. It is pretty much like high school all over again. I get the short end of everyone's respect because I am so small. Being gay certainly doesn't make anything easier. Do you guys get picked on for being gay?"

I looked at Kyle and motioned him to stand with me. "Kyle, lets show Dave why no know one fucks with us about being gay." Kyle and I both removed our shirts and put on a bit of a muscle show for Dave. Kyle and I were both pretty big guys and pretty cut. "See, Dave, no one would fuck with us. Not only are we both able to take care of ourselves but we are rarely apart. Can you imagine someone trying to pick a fight with both of us at the same time? We would fuck them up."

"Wow, you guys are so hot. How long have you been dating?" Dave said.

"I don't know what actually constitutes dating. I'm not sure when to put a date on that. If we go by the first time I sucked Kyle's dick that would mean we have been dating for like 8 months. If we go buy the first time he fucked me I guess that would mean we have been dating for only 3 months. Oh, I know Kyle; we should use the date that you tricked me into tasting your piss. That is a romantic story." I said with a grin. I was trying to get Dave's head focused on sex.

"Holy, shit. You guys have done all of that stuff?" Dave asked.

"Oh, we have done a lot more than that, Dave. A lot more." I said.

"Did it hurt? When – you know – when – Kyle made love to you?" Dave asked through his unsure almost stuttering voice.

"Yes. It hurt a lot at first but shortly after we started the pain was replaced with a feeling of ecstasy that can't possibly be explained, it has to be experienced. Have you ever done anything at all with a guy, Dave?" I asked.

"I have looked at them from afar. I have never even touched another guy." Dave said. Hi voice was so quiet it was barely above a whisper. Dave was looking down into his lap. I think he was figuring out where this was going and he was trying to decide if it was what he really wanted. I took advantage of his lack of attentiveness to make eye contact with Kyle. Kyle and I only had to share that one look for me to know that he was still in for this happening if I wanted it. Well, I wanted it.

"Do you want to touch me Dave?" I asked in a very calm and cool voice.

"Ummm, I knew you were going to ask. I have been trying to think of what to say, but my mind has gone kind of blank. I can't really think right now for some reason." Dave said in his slow quiet manner of speaking.

"How about this...Just stand up and give me a hug. If you want to touch me anywhere other than where you would normally touch someone you were hugging go for it. If you decide you don't, then don't. Just let me tell you in advance though: no kissing on the mouth." I said to Dave. Dave stood and took a step toward me and opened his arms to come in for the hug.

I had one more trick up my sleeve. I held up my hand motioning him to stop. He looked confused. "Relax, Dave, I just want to do one thing before we start this hug thing." I said to him. That one thing happened to be getting naked. I took my shirt off, kicked off my shoes, whipped my belt off and was out of my jeans and undershorts in under a minute. Now, Dave was standing there staring at me with his arms held out to his sides. Kyle was laughing silently into his hand behind Dave. I was quite a funny sight to see. I continued, "Alright Dave, Come and give me a hug and you can take this as far as you want to go. No regrets, no shame, no rejection, you can do whatever you want with my cock. You can touch and or taste any part of my body that you want, unimpeded. Just three little rules: no kissing on the mouth, you can't fuck me, and I will not suck your dick. Go."

To Be Continued...

Sorry, this is a terrible place to continue the story but to be honest the chapter was just getting too long. Also, I am trying to put more sex in the beginning of the chapters rather than just at the end of every chapter. As someone pointed out to me; all of the sex parts in my other 16 stories are always at the end. Time to mix stuff up. As always, your ratings, comments, and feedback are greatly appreciated, good or bad. Thanks for reading.



Kyle Ch. 07



Thank you everyone for rating, commenting, and providing feedback on the Kyle Series. The Kyle series is a true story recounting my first love. All characters are 18 years or older. All usual disclaimers apply. Thanks for reading.



I stood naked in our dorm room with my arms outstretched waiting for Dave to approach me and wrap his little arms around me. I was holding eye contact with Kyle. I wanted to make sure he really was okay with going through with this. His face was hard to read and that is very abnormal for Kyle. He seemed to be really concentrating on the situation. I am guessing he was having a hard time processing the events and being okay with them. Dave was still just standing in the middle of the room with his arms outstretched.

"Are you okay with this, Dave? You don't have to do this or anything. I can put my clothes back on and we can just talk. I just wanted you to know that if you do want to find out what it is like to be with a man; you can do whatever you want." I said to Dave in a confident voice.

"I..I..I do want this. I want to touch you. I just...I feel a little scared." Dave replied.

"That is perfectly understandable. Just take your time. I have nowhere to be for like 20 hours." I said.

Dave finally took his first step and another and finally a third step putting him directly in front of me. I could feel his rapid breathing on my chest. He wrapped his arms around my middle and rested his head on my chest. It was actually quite adorable. He was hugging me like a child hugs a trusted adult. It felt nice to be the strong one. I reciprocated and wrapped my arms around his tiny frame. I squeezed him tightly. I was starting to stiffen up a bit downstairs.

Dave released me and stepped back. He removed his shirt, shoes and pants but left his boxer briefs on. He went back in for another hug but this time his hands were open and flat on my back. He began to move his hands around my back. Until, finally his hands found the top of my hard ass. I moaned quietly to encourage Dave to continue. He continued to move his hands south. He had one chiseled ass globe in each hand and he squeezed slightly and said, "Your ass is so fucking perfect. It is so hard. I can kiss you anywhere but the mouth right?"

I looked directly at Kyle again and he nodded his approval. Kyle had begun to rub his perfect cock through his shorts. I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. I had this little guy feeling me up and all I could think about was the cock in Kyle's pants that I wanted to touch. "Yeah, Dave. You can put your mouth anywhere on me from the neck down." I said.

No sooner had I said the words than Dave planted a soft kiss right on my Adam's Apple. He began to kiss all of my flesh from shoulder to shoulder. Then he kissed my pecs and my nipples. It was very stimulating. Kyle rarely took the time to do things like that. I was more than a little stiff now. I was pretty much at full mast. My cock was pushed up against Dave's tummy. Dave continued his descent down my anterior planting kisses all over my front. I loved the feeling of this little guy worshipping my body but I had eyes for only Kyle.

"Will you kiss me Kyle?" I asked him hoping not to push him too much. I knew how much he disliked the situation. I thought, though, if I could get him involved in the activities he would lighten up. He stood and approached me. Kyle was standing directly behind Dave. We had created a Dave sandwich. Kyle put his hand on Dave's shoulder and pushed him down to his knees. Dave was now kissing my hips and happy trail. I couldn't wait until he plucked up the courage to get at my cock. Kyle leaned in and planted a hot kiss right on my lips. I closed my eyes and just relished the experience. Then Dave grabbed my cock.

I was so pleased with the situation. The strong man of my dreams was kissing me passionately and a little weak guy was holding my cock and planting little kisses all over it. Dave began to lap at my balls. It felt so amazing. He took the head of my cock into his mouth. Oh it was so amazing. I couldn't help it; I rocked my hips forward pushing my cock deeper into his mouth. Dave tried to pull his head back but realized he couldn't. Kyle was directly behind him.

Dave's head was back up against Kyle's quads and pelvis. I could fuck his mouth as hard as I wanted and he couldn't go anywhere. I didn't know if Dave wanted that or not but I went for it anyway. I started bucking my hips and driving my cock into Dave's mouth. He gagged. I took it as a good sign that he didn't put his hands up to stop me. I kept at it. The entire time I was fucking Dave's mouth Kyle was driving his tongue in my mouth. It was amazing.

This being the first time I have ever had my dick in a mouth I was outmatched and ready to blow after just minutes. Of course, it didn't help that the love of my life was tongue-fucking me simultaneously. I lowered my right hand from Kyle's shoulder to the top of Dave's head. I wanted to feel the soft hair above the mouth that was so expertly pleasing me. It was soft hair. He must condition regularly.

I hated to do it, but it was a must; I pulled my face from Kyle's so I could warn Dave that the proverbial volcano was ready to erupt. I instantly knew that Kyle and I had made the right choice in Dave as he just sucked harder at my words. He really was suited to be my personal cum bucket. I thought the breakdown of the phrase cum bucket was inappropriate and repulsive but for some reason it didn't bother me to think of Dave as anything more than that.

The orgasm of my lifetime approached and I wanted to share it with my one real love, Kyle. I went back in for the kiss and he obliged. In just a matter of seconds after...I blew my hot sticky load of cum right in Dave's mouth. Now, I know everyone likes to vastly exaggerate the amount of cum that comes from a penis, but I really did flood his mouth. I have only cum that much three or four times in my life and that accounts for one of them.

I, once more, had to pull away from Kyle because screaming during this climax was inevitable. I let loose a roar that would have frightened the fiercest of jungle creatures. Spent, used, and tired I looked down. On his knees before me was Dave, licking at my used up cock. Dave turned his head to Kyle. I couldn't allow that. If Dave couldn't have the parts of me that Kyle claimed then he also couldn't have the parts of Kyle that I have claimed. 

I grabbed Dave's head and just ground his face into my crotch. I leaned forward a little to where my lips were on Kyle's ear and whispered, "Do you want my ass or mouth, stud?"

"I am actually in the mood for your mouth after witnessing that blowjob." Kyle replied.

"Good, I'm hungry. What should we do with the bitch while I make you feel special?" I asked.

"I think he should lick your ass and jack himself off while you devour my cock." Kyle replied.

Dave, unable to hear any of our talk was more than happy to just keep kissing and licking my deflating cock. "Dave, have you ever wanted to be up close and personal to a perfectly sculpted ass?" I enquired.

"Umm, yeah. Does that make me gross?" Dave asked.

"Of course not. I lick Kyle's ass whenever he actually lets me. Will you do me a favor and play with my ass while I give Kyle just a teeny-weeny bit of head?" I asked of Dave.

"Sure thing...what was your name again?" Dave said.

I couldn't help but to laugh. Little Dave couldn't even remember my name and he had just swallowed a load and was getting ready to taste my brown-eye. "My name is Levi, but that doesn't really matter as long as you do a good job." I said.

Kyle, knowing he was getting ready to get his rocks off immediately took control of the sexual situation. Kyle reached down and pushed Dave to the side with his massive paw. With Dave out from between us Kyle stepped in to claim what was rightfully his...me. Only Kyle didn't step in for a kiss this time he grabbed me by the throat and pushed me to the bed on my back. Kyle straddled my chest positioning his wonderfully shaped cock right in front of my lips. I salivated at the very thought and sight of his leaking mantool at my lips. I licked my lips instinctively and Kyle capitalized on the moment to put his cockhead on my lips and tongue. I tasted Kyle's precum for the first time in hours, and it was like the first-time ever tasting it.

Dave was so lustful that he didn't even seem to mind that the situation had become focused on Kyle and I. Dave moved to the foot of the bed and grabbed my ankles. He raised my legs giving him a perfect view of my ass. He wasted no time in diving in face first. I had Kyle sitting on my chest feeding me his cock and Dave face first in my ass...what a wonderful moment. I always knew that I would love having an extra guy in bed but I never realized that it would be this good.

Kyle was now full on fucking my mouth and Dave was tonguing my ass like an old professional. I was rock hard again. After my previous orgasm I thought I would be done with sex for days...I was wrong. This situation was just too good. Plus I am just an eighteen year old horny man. Kyle was so energized by watching me get blown that he wasn't in any shape for a marathon blowjob. 

I was loving the feeling of having Dave's tongue in my ass. He was rimming me like a pro. His hot little tongue was circling my sphincter and darting in and out at odd intervals. I always knew I loved eating Kyle's ass but I was never sure what he felt while I was doing it. Now I knew and I was going to be even better the next time I ate Kyle's ass. 

I was so lost in thought about how amazing Dave's tongue felt in my ass that I barely heard Kyle tell me he was ready to blow. I was on my back. I had no leverage. Kyle was ramming his wonderful pole down my throat. I knew he was ready to go and fuck did I feel it when he spewed. His first spurt of cum hit the back of my throat so hard I almost gagged. The initial spurt was followed by at least 6 more spurts. I was tasting the juice that belonged to my man. Only one man on earth could ever satisfy my hunger for cum and that man was Kyle. 

Mix that taste and sensation with Dave's tongue in my ass and I was on cloud nine. This had to be the very first of a lot of encounters to come in the future.

To Be Continued...

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Kyle Ch. 08



This is the 8th installment of the Kyle Series. The Kyle Series is the true story of my first love. I appreciate all of the ratings, comments and feedback – good or bad.



After Kyle splooged and Dave had gotten his fill of touching and tasting me we all laid on the bed sexually spent. I couldn't remember being more sexually satisfied. Dave got up and muttered something like, "I gotta go."

"Um, hey Dave, can I have your number? Are you alright? Do you want to talk or something?" I said to him. I was a little worried about him because I knew his mind had to be going crazy with thoughts of his first sexual experience. I didn't want him to feel as if we were throwing him out and didn't care about his feelings in all of this.

"I appreciate everything you two have done for me. I don't know if I ever would have gotten up the courage to make something like this happen on my own. I would love to get together some time to talk. I would even be up for some more fooling around." Dave said. He was smiling the whole time.

I was really happy to see the little fellow smiling. I took that as a good sign he was going to be just fine. He wrote his number on a post-it on my desk. I assured him I would call tomorrow and we could get together and chill. I showed the clothed Dave out with a hug and warm smile. When I returned to the bed Kyle was propped up on his elbow with an accusatory look on his face.

"Did you enjoy it?" Kyle asked.

"I did Kyle. I have never busted a better nut. I can't thank you enough for being cool with this. I love you so much." I said looking into Kyle's eyes. The problem was he wasn't really looking back at me. He was looking at me but it was as if he was looking past me. His eyes were glazed over and his mouth held tight as if he were eating something sour. A long silence passed.

"I am sorry Levi but I can't go along with it again. I truly do love you. I love you the person. I love your smile. I love your sense of humor. I love that you are so smart. I love you so much I will not share you. I would take a bullet for you..." Kyle was saying as I interrupted him.

"You would take a bullet for me but not a shot in the mouth for me? Forgive me but that makes no fucking sense, Kyle. I love you to. I would rather just have sex with you than a fuck boy. You have left me no fucking options. You won't get me off and I can't get off with anyone else. Where does this leave me you selfish asshole?" I think this was the first time I ever yelled at Kyle. I was the calm and collected one in the relationship and he was always the talk first and think later guy. What the fuck was happening. My mind reeled. Was I in the middle of breaking up with Kyle? Was he breaking up with me?

Tears welled up in Kyle's eyes. I only saw Kyle cry twice in the entire time I knew him and once was after a really bad fight with his parents before we even dated. His dad had kicked him out of the house; it was a whole big thing that got sorted out later. The second was of course when he almost failed out of college and was confused about our gay relationship. Here Kyle was crying for a third time and he said, "I want more than anything to want to be everything you need, I just can't bring myself to do it. I can't explain it. I can't justify it. I am not even attracted to a single other guy. I have never even thought of being with another guy. I just love you. Does that make sense?"

"I don't know Kyle. I mean, what are you saying? Are you saying that if it wasn't for me you would be straight? I turned you gay? This is all my fault?" I wasn't yelling anymore but my tone was one of anger. I was angry. I may have started something with a drunken blowjob but he was the one that continued everything from there. I have always been honest with him about everything. I didn't want to listen to some shit about how he wasn't gay. I mean, he had to be gay right? We are lovers.

"I am not saying anything is your fault. I don't blame you for anything. You are the greatest friend anyone could ever have. You have been my best friend forever. We have everything in common. You are the greatest boyfriend anyone could have. You take care of me emotionally, mentally and of course physically. I don't really bring anything to this relationship." Kyle said clearly willing himself not to cry. 

"I don't know what to say, Kyle. I love you. You bring you to the relationship. I love you. I love you for the some of the same reasons you love me. You are smart, funny but most importantly I trust you implicitly. I love that you are so strong and strong-willed. I love you fucking me; I love blowing you. We just need to walk away from each other, sort this out and meet back here tonight to talk. Is that fair? Is that a deal?" I asked.

"I think that is a great idea. I am scared of what you are thinking. I am fucking frightened at what I am thinking. I'll be back here tonight by 10:00 p.m. Remember, I love you. Please think about that too. I love you." Kyle said.

Kyle and I both dressed, hugged, a quick peck on the lips; and off we went in separate directions from our door – our future together was unsure. The love of my life walking away from me and I walking away from him with hopes we could meet in a couple of hours and work it out. Tears streaked down my face. Before I knew it I was halfway across campus. I was walking toward the Student Union. I guess I could grab a coffee and find a quiet spot and just mull it all over.

I tried to reason out the current situation but I kept remembering wonderful times Kyle and I had spent together. I remembered the days we spent together when we were just friends working on cars, shooting guns, and talking all night. I remembered the first night he took me out on a date and fucked me later that night. I just sobbed. It was like all of the memories in my life that I truly treasured were centered on Kyle. I couldn't lose him. I couldn't let him go. I couldn't live without him. He has to be in my life forever. I was getting my sobbing under control. Deep-breathing and calming myself into a rational state of mind when my phone rang. It was a number I didn't recognize. I didn't feel like talking to anyone but what the fuck I answered it anyway, "Hello."

"Hi, Levi, it is Dave. This isn't too weird to be calling you already is it?" He asked. I immediately heard a voice in the background.

"What are doing faggot? Calling your fudge-packing boyfriend?" The voice said. It must be Dave's asshole roommate.

"Shut up Rick!" Dave shouted.

"Dave? Are you still there?" I asked.

"Yeah, sorry. My roommate just walked in and as I said he loves to hate me." Dave replied in a voice so weak it made me furious.

"What is your dorm number?" I demanded to know.

"Umm, I am in 214. Why? You aren't coming here are you?" Dave asked.

"Be there in 5 minutes." I said and hung up the phone. I started running toward the dorms. I was emotionally unstable at the moment and I wasn't going to allow this bullshit. I had never met Rick but it didn't matter how big he was; I was ready to beat the fuck out of someone.

I approached the door and knocked loudly and rapidly. Dave opened the door.

"Is he still here? Get out of the way!" I yelled.

Rick emerged into view from his bed with a quizzical look. He was a little taller than me but no clear physical match. He was lean but I could tell he was lacking any of the serious muscle tone I possessed. Rick asked, "Are you the tough queer; the man in the relationship? I know Dave has to be the bitch." He chuckled at his own dumbass joke.

In the small dorm room I only had to take 4 steps to reach him and I punched him in the stomach as hard as I fucking could. Rick doubled over and all of the air left his body. He coughed and sputtered. Gasping for air he stood and looked right into my eyes. I saw fear. I grabbed a handful of his t-shirt and threw him to the ground. He was lying on his back looking up at me still gasping for air. I dropped down, one knee on each side of his chest. I grabbed a handful of his hair to keep him from looking away. I cocked my other hand back and balled it into a fist and just held it there.

"Listen to me very closely mother fucker. I have no intention of causing your death right now even though I could. I don't even plan to hit you again if you stay still and listen well. Firstly, if you say anything remotely ignorant to Dave again I swear on everything holy I will be back and I won't stop beating the fuck out of you until my arm is tired. Secondly, if you report this I swear I will go to the college and make sure you are expelled for all of the derogatory comments you have made regarding fags. The university doesn't look kindly on hatemongers. Finally, I will start a blog about how great you suck cock. I will make sure everyone on campus knows how much you like swallowing mine and Dave's cum. Do you understand me?" I said all of it in a calm voice with a tone that showed I wasn't joking in the least.

"I am sorry, Dave. I will never be an ass to you again." Rick said while looking into my face like a frightened rabbit. I looked up at Dave. He was still standing in the same spot just staring. He moved his eyes to meet mine and he smiled. That smile warmed my heart.

"I am going to get up now and Dave and I are going for a coffee. Take the time alone to think about what we discussed. Thank you for being reasonable." I said with a smirk.

I got off of Rick and nonchalantly walked towards Dave. I put my arm around his shoulders and guided him through the doorway. Neither of us looked back at Rick. "Problem solved Dave." I said.

"I can't believe you just did that. I would be mad if I thought you made things worse, but I truly believe you scared the fuck out of him so bad he will actually follow through with his promise to leave me alone. It feels good. I do hate that I am such a pussy someone else had to fight my battle for me though." Dave said.

"You are kind of a pussy Dave but that is okay. Everyone has a role to play in life and yours isn't kicking ass. There isn't anything wrong with that." I said in a quick reply. I was pretty sure Dave was picking up on the fact that my mind was miles away from the current conversation. I had made no headway in the situation regarding Kyle but I was enjoying the heat coming from Dave's body. I steered us to the elevator and pushed the fifth floor. "Want to come back to my room?" I asked.

"I guess. Are you wanting to mess around again already. To be honest you don't seem quite with it right now. It seems like you have a lot on your mind." Dave said.

"I decided I don't want a coffee. I want a beer. It just so happens Kyle and I have a 24 pack in the fridge. You are going to sit in my room and drink it with me. I really want the company. I also need a sounding board. I want you to help me work through something. Is that all okay with you? Can you spend the evening with me?" I asked with a tone of desperation in my voice; partially on purpose. I didn't want him to say no. I guess I was using a little manipulation but I just couldn't be alone and I didn't want to call one of my close friends because Kyle and I had the same friends and I didn't want to discuss any of this with them.

"Umm, yeah I guess. I was going to get a head start on homework but it can wait. I don't know a lot about a lot so I am probably not someone you should ask for advice." Dave said in his same weak voice.

"Stop it! Fucking stop it! You are a person. A valuable fucking person. It is one thing to let an asshole like your roommate rag on you but you can't put yourself down and expect anyone to respect you. For fucksake. Look at yourself once in awhile. You are fucking adorable, I can tell you have at least half a brain; maybe you are small so fucking what! Get over it and find some confidence." I said heatedly. We approached my dorm room and I unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door. I looked back to motion Dave in and he was looking at me wide-eyed. "Dave, I am sorry. I know all of that was inappropriate to say. I don't want to blame it on my current situation to justify what I said. I am sorry. Please come in."

Dave stepped up to me and put his hand on my waist. He leaned in said, "You're right about everything you just said." He walked into the mini sitting room/kitchenette outside of the bedroom and grabbed 2 beers from the fridge. He opened one and handed it to me and popped the top on the other and started to chug. I followed suit and started to chug as well. The beer was going down perfectly.

"So Dave, Kyle and I may be finished. Your thoughts?" I just threw it out there so he knew what the topic of the evening would be.

"Oh my God. This is entirely my fault. I could tell he hated me. I went through with everything anyway because I wanted to touch you so badly. I killed someone's relationship because of my own wants. I knew it was a bad idea..." Dave was rambling and muttering.

"Stop, stop Dave. Nothing is your fault." I said. I then took the next half hour to explain to Dave the dichotomy of Kyle's and mine relationship. I gave the background for how he came to end up in our bed. I drank two more beers and he polished of another during my explanation of the current situation.

"You said you loved him like 10 times in the last 30 minutes. I don't see the problem. You are going to end your relationship with the guy you love more than anyone in the world because he won't blow you? I would give anything to love someone and have them love me back. I don't care if we ever had sex of any kind as long as I had someone there with me." Dave said.

"Oh come one Dave. That is settling for something less than you deserve. People can have both. You can have both. I should be able to spend my time with someone I love and have sex with them. Kyle gets all of the love he wants and all of the sex he wants." I said.

We continued to talk. We guzzled more beer. We were down to 10 beers left. I think I had 8 and Dave was on number 6. I was feeling it. It hit me all at once. I know Dave was starting to get pretty drunk as well. Fuck it. I was going for it. "I have a proposal for you Dave. You aren't budging on your stance and I am still unsure as to whether I can give up getting off for the rest of my life to be with Kyle. Let me fuck you. I have never done it. After I experience it I will be better able to decide on how important the sex aspect is to me. Are you in?" I asked.

"Oh, I want it. I want it really bad but I think I have done enough damage to your relationship. I can't be part of your infidelity." Dave said in a sad tone.

"It isn't cheating. Kyle and I picked you out together to be the person I got to experience sex with. Only I blew in your mouth before I could get to your ass. So, it isn't cheating at all. It is just the completion of our agreement. So, what do you say?" I asked.

"Do you have a condom?" Dave said with a smile.

"Get your clothes off you hot little fuck." I said with nothing but lust coming over me. I went to the bedroom and grabbed the lube and a condom out of the nightstand. I turned around and Dave was standing there smiling. He dropped to his knees and began unbuckling my belt. I pulled my Polo over my head. Dave pulled my pants and boxers down in one swoop. I kicked off one shoe and the pants off one foot, then the other. Dave was kneeling before me and he grabbed my cock in his little hand. I stared down at his naked body. I gave all inhibitions the shoulder and decided to live the moment. "Put it in your mouth. Get me hard for your ass." I said.

Dave kissed the tip of my cock once before wrapping his lips around my stirring cock. He let out a moan and removed his hand as he descended on my cock. I placed my hand on his head. He had really soft hair and a really hot mouth. I was going to be rock hard in no time. I loved the feeling of his spit on my cock. I loved the sucking feeling on my cock. It was such an amazing feeling. I was rock hard. "It's time. Do you still want to be fucked by me?" I asked.

"Tell me again how bad it is going to hurt." Dave said.

"It is going to hurt a lot at first but I promise you will begin to enjoy it before long. Lie on your back on the bed. Bring your knees to your shoulders." I instructed. Once Dave was in the position I rolled the condom on my cock. I grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted a bunch on my fingers. I placed a finger on Dave's waiting sphincter. I started to massage his tight anal ring. "Just relax." I said

Dave was breathing hard and every now and then a moan would escape. I was taking my time feeling Dave's asshole. Then I slipped a finger in. A gasp came from Dave. I started to finger fuck him very slowly. I loved how hot he was inside. My finger was on fire. I loved the feeling of how his ass muscles were constricting on my finger. After a couple minutes I slipped in a second finger. I continued to fuck him with my fingers. I could feel his ass was looser than when we started. I had a pretty decent sized cock but it wasn't overly fat or anything. "Are you ready?" I asked.

"Oh God, Levi. I want it so badly. I have to know what it feels like. Please, just be easy with me." Dave said.

I placed my covered cockhead at the entrance of his hot hole. I steadied my dick with one hand and started to push against his tight hole. He gasped for air. He let out a cry of exclamation. I was in. I was in a cute guy's ass. I was only about half way in and I felt nothing but ecstasy. "Are you alright?" I asked.

"It hurts so bad. I like it, but it hurts. Go slower." Dave said.

I continued to push into his Dave's ass. The hot tightness of him was positively intoxicating. It took about 6 minutes but I was finally balls deep in this cute little guy. "It feels so fucking amazing. Are you still okay?" I asked.

"I am okay. It still hurts a lot." Dave said.

I began to withdraw my cock. "Ohh, no, no. Leave it in. Pulling out hurts really bad." Dave said. 

"I'm not going to pull it all the way out. I am going to start moving back and forth. It is the only way to get you loosened up enough to enjoy it." I said.

I pulled out slowly until just the tip was left inside Dave. I started a slow fucking motion in Dave. I pushed all the way in and pulled half way out and repeated that for about 5 or 6 minutes. I could feel Dave's ass finally begin to stop resisting. His anal ring had finally stopped clamping down on my dick. I had never felt anything more pleasurable. "Are you okay?" I asked.

"Oh my God, it is just like you said. It feels so good. I don't want you to ever stop." Dave moaned.

"I'm sorry Dave but our time is short. I am going to blow any minute." I said. I started rocking in and out and thrusting wildly. Unfortunately, I wasn't very good at sex yet. I was a virgin after all. I wasn't holding any sort of rhythm. I was in and out and all over the place. I was feeling something so amazing I couldn't believe everyone wasn't doing it all day. It was pure pleasure in the rawest form. I gasped and screamed as I came.

Dave yelled and grabbed his cock. He started spewing cum after just stroking his cock a couple times. I couldn't help it. I was coming to the end of my climax and I just had to do it. I leaned in and planted my lips right onto Dave's. My tongue darted into his mouth. He kissed me back. I thought of one thing and one thing only and did it. I wrapped my hand around Dave's throat. He moaned into my mouth. I finally understood why Kyle did that to me. 

Exhausted and satisfied I rose up breaking the kiss between Dave and I. I slowly pulled my softening cock from Dave's ass. I just looked down at him and I realized I hadn't made my decision any easier by fucking Dave. I collapsed on the bed next to Dave. I realized I just did something to Kyle he would never do to me – I cheated on him. A glance at the clock killed my buzz. It was 9:48 p.m.




Kyle Ch. 08



To Be Continued...

Again thank you to everyone who has taken the time to rate, comment and send feedback. A lot of people have commented and sent email calling Kyle an asshole. Let me try to clear this up. I am Levi in this true story. I was perfectly happy with our sex life for a long time. Kyle (name in real life is Keith)never wanted to change anything and he was always honest with me. Kyle is not an asshole. Kyle is who he is and I respect that. I never doubted his love for me. His refusal to do things in bed I wanted didn't make me question his love for me. I knew from day one he didn't want to do those things and like I said, I was perfectly happy with that for a long time. I changed. I wanted something he couldn't give me. Kyle is not an asshole for not bending to my will. Anyone who has been in a serious relationship knows their partner has boundaries. Trying to force your partner to cross those boundaries usually ends poorly.



Kyle Ch. 09



A thank you to all who read and rated, commented or sent feedback-good or bad. This is the FINAL installment of the Kyle Series. The Kyle Series is the true story of my first love. 



"Dave, I hate to be this guy but you gotta get up and get the fuck out!" I said.

"What is going on? Did I do something wrong?" Dave asked very confused.

"No, Dave. I did something wrong. Well wait, I take that back. Fucking you wasn't wrong but Kyle and I were supposed to meet back here at 10:00 p.m. and talk things over. I don't think him showing up to the two of us naked in bed is how he envisioned things. I swear I will call you, and you can call me anytime. But right now, you gotta get the fuck out." I said while hurriedly dressing.

"I'm hurrying my best. Thanks for everything. I'll talk to you later." Dave said while scrambling through the door.

I felt badly for little Dave. He was an adorable guy who was also very smart. It was a shame he was so small and lacked self-esteem and was void of any confidence. I hated to fuck him and kick him out but I had some serious shit about to go down with the love of my life. I had made up my decision about how to proceed with Kyle. I just had to figure out how to say it and counter any objections. Unfortunately, the beer was still playing with my head and I couldn't think as clearly as usual. I clicked on the tv and laid down awaiting Kyle's arrival.

I must have fallen asleep. When I awoke I looked at the digital clock on the nightstand and the large red numbers glared at me; they read 5:23 a.m. My bladder was at maximum capacity. There wasn't a single blanket or sheet on me; I was strangely warm though. I realized I wasn't alone. Someone was spooning me. I looked at the arm coming around my chest and followed it to the open hand gently resting on my stomach. Only one hand on earth was that sexy – Kyle's hand. I didn't want to move from this position but nature was screaming.

I eased out from under the arm of my lover. I hated getting up from him. All of the heat we were sharing was being replaced by the cool air. I ambled to the bathroom and took a long overdue beer piss. I stood thinking about the Adonis in my bed – our bed. I was more confused now than ever before as to how I was going to proceed. I felt like shit but wasn't really tired. I decided to take a shower and go back to bed.

The warm water cascading down my body felt fantastic. It was just what I needed to feel refreshed. I followed my normal shower routine. First, shampooing my hair and rinsing. Second, covering my body with body wash and inhaling the clean scent of the soap. Lastly, rinsing my body. I would normally wash my face too but I didn't feel like it. I just stood in the falling water relishing the feeling. I began to turn the hot water off slowly and continue to stand in the increasingly cold water. It was really waking up my senses. Before I knew it I was standing under frigid water, and I was crying.

I turned the shower off completely and began to dry off. I was shaking and shivering but I had managed to ebb the flow of my sorrowful tears. I put on a pair of boxer-briefs and went back to the bedroom. I just stood at the foot of the two beds Kyle and I had pushed together the day we moved in and stared. I loved watching Kyle sleep. I don't know why I was so fascinated with his sleeping form but I had always loved him asleep. He was without sheets and blankets on him and I could see his whole beautiful body.

His resting body was about an inch or two taller than mine but more slender. Kyle was always secretly envious of my muscle tone. I watched his slow and rhythmic breathing, his lifeless arms and legs, and his motionless handsome face. I didn't want to leave this man; the man of my dreams. Nearly, all of my life it has been the Kyle and Levi show. How could I possibly give that up? 

Do I really need him though? The evil thoughts came just as quickly as the good thoughts. Did I really need Kyle to be my everything in life? Had I actually tried to live without him? Could there possibly be something better around the corner? What if Kyle would be happier without me in his life? If he is telling the truth he would go straight without me. Maybe that is what would be best for him. 

I took another glance at the bedside clock, 6:21 a.m. I had killed an hour with a shower and just staring at the peaceful body of my near-perfect boyfriend. Why couldn't he just be a little bit gayer? Why does he have to find the thought of my dick in him so repulsive? Fuck! Fuck! God Damn it! Fuck! Son of a bitch! Fuck! This is so fucking unfair. Why would God make two people who love each other so much incompatible? Fuck! My anger subsided just as quickly as it arose. Of course, sadness once again filled me. It was over between us. I knew it, I bet Kyle knew it; we just had to say it.

I continued to stare at Kyle's sleeping body while I played possible scenarios out in my head. I wondered what he did last night. I wondered where he went and what time he got home. I realized that I had no idea what time I passed out. I did know one thing, he got home much later than 10:00 p.m. I bet he got just as drunk as me and stumbled home. The only difference was; I bet he wasn't fucking anyone else last night. I am such a prick.

I wanted to touch him. I wanted to hold him and kiss him. There wasn't anything stopping me. I lowered my hand to his resting foot and caressed it. I lowered my other hand to his other foot and caressed it too. I lowered my head and began kissing both of Kyle's long and slender feet. My hands moved up his calves and shins to his knees. I felt the coarse hair of his legs under my palms and lips. I just kept caressing and kissing his skin. Before I knew it I was back on the bed touching and kissing Kyle everywhere.

I laid my body weight on top of him. I loved feeling his whole body underneath mine. I placed my lips to his ear and kissed. He moaned a little and began to wake up. I had him in a tight embrace. My face just inches from his. Kyle's eyes opened and bore into mine. I kissed him on the lips. He kissed back and I could feel his face move into a smile. He pulled his head back and muttered something about taking a piss. I let him go and watched him walk to the bathroom. He was back in a flash and in my arms.

We kissed and held each other for a long time. The sun was blaring into the room before I finally left his lips and began my descent south. I kissed every inch of his exposed neck and chest. Kyle was lying on his back with me kneeling between his spread legs. I hooked my hands behind his knees and pushed his legs to his chest. I had a perfect view of his gorgeous ass. Kyle held his legs up while I moved my hands all over his ass. Massaging and rubbing his perfect globes. I parted his ass cheeks just a little and placed one little kiss on his tiny anal ring. I stuck out my tongue to get one last taste of my man. 

I traced my tongue from his ass to his balls. Savoring the scent and taste of his sweat and masculinity. I began to place soft kisses all over Kyle's balls. My tongue lapped at his wonderful testicles, bathing them in my saliva. Kyle let his legs fall down to my sides. I grabbed his wonderful love tool; the cock that has brought me so much pleasure. The cock of the man that has been my lifelong best friend and first true love. I kissed the torpedo shaped dick all over. 

I took huge deep breaths through my nose to relish in his smell. I knew this would be the last time I ever got to be with Kyle. I wanted to savor it. I engulfed his cock and another moan escaped his throat. His hand found the back of my head and he guided my mouth down on his cock. Kyle thought this was a normal morning sex session. I knew it was something else. I spent about 6 or 7 minutes pleasing him with everything I had. I was sucking with all of my might and running my tongue over his smooth spongy cockhead. Kyle was moaning louder than ever. I played with his balls while I expertly sucked his dick, just the way he liked it.

I pulled off. I didn't really want to but I did want Kyle in my ass one last time too. When I let his dick fall from my mouth and slap his abs he opened his eyes and looked right into mine. I straddled his hips and positioned his cock at my ass. "Condom?" was all he said.

"Not this time Kyle. I want you to cum in me this time." I said in a voice lower than a whisper.

He nodded and let me lower down onto his rock-hard dick. It felt more amazing than ever before. Kyle practically screamed. This was the first time he had ever been inside of me unsheathed. He immediately bucked his hips. I felt his pelvis smash into my balls. This new feeling for him was uncontrollable. I loved knowing his dick was inside of me. I loved the feeling of his dick inside of me. I loved knowing how much pleasure he was getting from this. Kyle couldn't contain himself. He was moaning and just thrusting wildly. I knew this was going to end quickly. My last lovemaking session with the man that has been everything to me was almost over.

I was stroking my cock like crazy. My hand was just a blur and I was ready to blow. I was purposefully holding back waiting until Kyle started his orgasm. Here he came. I let loose the same time he did. I could feel his cock swell and erupt inside of me. It was synchronous with the jets of cum that shot from my cock. The first hit Kyle right in the neck and the following left a trail from his throat all the way to his pelvis.

Kyle quit bucking his hips into me and just laid there with his eyes closed. I stared into his face feeling his cock become soft inside of me. I rose off of him letting his cock slowly slide out of me. I laid on my right side with my head on his left shoulder. Staring at his post orgasm face was almost as good as staring at his sleeping face. Kyle turned to me and put his hand on my throat, squeezed, and kissed me passionately. 

Over the past two hours I had just caressed every inch of Kyle's body, kissed every inch of his body, rimmed him, sucked him, got fucked by him, and passionately kissed him...for the last time.




The Kyle Series is over. Thanks again to everyone who rated and provided comments and feedback. Kyle (Keith) and I "broke up" 7 years ago. I loved him more than I ever thought possible. I still love him in a special way. I have only dated 2 guys seriously since Keith. The second is my current boyfriend who is fantastic. We have been together for 2 years. He is a little jealous of Keith sometimes. He hates that I wrote these stories but he won't let me write about us.