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The sun broke through the blanket pinned up covering the window as Kyle started to stir. He had woken up periodically through the night wondering if what had happened was a dream. The nude boy he'd known for years to his side was the proof it was. He laid in bed thinking of what had happened. He had wanted it for quite some time. He couldn't help but peek at Chris when he got out of the shower. Or let his looks linger a little too long when Chris walked around in just his underwear. He's had feelings for Chris ever since they'd kissed in a bar. Kyle was barely 21, Chris a few months older, and the two had gone out for a few drinks. At some point during the night Chris grabbed Kyle and laid a kiss on him. It didn't last long, but it lasted long enough for Kyle to know he'd felt a spark. The night went on with them as just friends. Kyle even won a lip-sync contest. He looked down at Chris still sleeping on his chest. Neither of them was really more the masculine or feminine person. Chris had a little more top in him sure, but it wasn't out of character for Chris to be playing little spoon. Kyle kissed Chris' head, causing him to stir. Chris woke up with a bit of a fright, but his fear subsided when he saw Kyle.
"Morning beautiful." Kyle smirked.
"mm" Chris groaned. He never was a morning person, or an evening person. Basically waking up just doesn't do well for him.
"What do you want to do today?"
"Nothing..." Chris said. Kyle smiled. This was pretty usual for Chris.
"Well come on. Let's at least shower. We smell like lube and sex sweat."
The water ran over their smooth hairless bodies splashing wildly on the ground as the two of them kiss and mutually jack each other off. They pressed their slender bodies together and slid their dicks together in each other's hands. Each had a hand on the other's bodies. Kyle's on Chris' face. Chris' on Kyle's hips. Their eyes were locked together much in the same way they were the night before. They could both tell from the other's body language that they were getting close, then they came together. Smiling and kissing they cleaned each other off and finished their shower.
It was about four in the afternoon. Kyle was making breakfast while Chris was watching some B movie, no D movie on the tele. Kyle brought the turkey bacon and fried eggs to Chris.
"That is the crappest orc make-up I have ever seen." Kyle laughed "It looks like someone with severe mental handicaps described the boogyman to Marlee Matlin over the telephone."
"It is pretty shit isn't it." Chris looked towards the door, "Want to go for a walk?"
The two walked and talked as if nothing had happened. Walking and chatting as they had many times. The sun was beginning its final decent past the horizon and the sky was tinted pink as dusk approached. The two made it to a playground in their apartment complex. It was a pretty upscale apartment. Gated, gym, Volleyball court. Well worth the price. They sat at a park bench chatting and laughing in the same way they had always done. A stern look crossed Chris' face. Kyle knew what was coming.
"So what are we? It's not that I don't have feelings for you I do. I just want someone of my own to have and hold. I don't want a fling. I don't want to fuck around. I don't want to just get off. I want something real." Chris explained. "What do you want."
Kyle smiled and looked into those beautiful icy blue eyes. "I want this. I've wanted this for quite some time. Honestly I've just been too afraid to try anything otherwise I would have got this going a long time ago. I like you to. I'm not sure if it's too early to say this but I've loved you as a friend for quite some time but I think that love might be greater than that now." A few moments passed. Kyle began to worry that he may have said too much too fast.
"I'm not ready to say those words yet. I feel for you more than I've felt for anyone, but the only time I've said those words to a guy, I got burned." Kyle pondered this for a second, then looked into the eyes of his new boyfriend, grabbed his hand and gave him a passionate kiss.
"I understand." The two sat in the final few moments of sunlight as children played.
Kyle was on his knees and elbows spread wide as Chris worked his tongue on his ass. He never felt anything like this. He couldn't help but appreciate how intimate it was. Kyle reached back and put his hand on Chris' head. Chris apparently liked this as he began to stroke Kyle's cock. He felt the slick tongue working its way in and out, back and forth. He started to moan loudly into the bed.
"I'm not sure how much more of this I can take." Kyle whined. Chris spelled out his name on Kyle's hole. A way of marking his territory without involving water sports. He almost purred as he laid Kyle flat on his stomach. Chris positioned himself on top of his lover, slowly sliding into him. Breathless moans left the both of them. Chris slid all the way in as he laid himself on top of Kyle, holding him close. He rested his chin on Kyle's shoulder, kissing his cheek as he built up a steady pace pounding away at Kyle's insides. Kyle felt the similar feeling he'd had last night. He loved the weight on his body. He outstretched his hands, feeling Chris slide his hands up the length up Kyle's arms, intertwining their hands and legs. "Nng... huu..." Kyle began to squirm a bit as Chris hit home with every thrust. With every pump he sent lightning through Kyle's body. Conjoined at the hips Chris moved so they were in a V-shape. They embraced as they began to near climax. They came together, remaining still afterwards neither of them wanting to move. They kissed and uncoupled.
Kyle reached across the bed into his night stand drawer. "Looking for a dildo? Did I not do a good enough job." Chris joked.
"Shut up or you don't get any." He snapped back as he pulled out and lit a joint, taking a few hits then passing it to Chris. The red ember brought a small amount of light into the room as the two of them talked. "I don't want to go back to work tomorrow. I'm so tired of that fucking place."
"That fucking place does suck." Chris took another hit, "But it pays the bills here. And apparently for this." He remarked handing the joint back to Kyle. "I do hate that we're on different shifts though. Makes seeing one another during the week a real cunt. Just like I fucked your boy cunt."
Kyle shuddered "I hate that term."
"You hate a lot of things."
"True. But I like this weed. And I like your dick." Kyle handed the joint back to Chris laughing obnoxiously at his own joke.
"Hardy har. You're so God damned funny." They snuggled kissing as they fell asleep.
Kyle was woken in the night by Chris' stirring and whimpering in his sleep. "The whispers... the whispers are going to get me." Kyle stroked his lovers face.
"Shh sweetie. It'll be ok."
"No, they'll get me. They want me to kill myself."
"No. I won't let them."
"You're not strong enough."
"Nothing will ever hurt you while I'm around."