Kyle, closet queen of Miami by Aihu Fist
part 12
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-Come closer Rodolpho and put your hands here.
He put them steadfast around the base of Kyle's rising phallus.
-What do you feel Rodolpho?
-Balls, sir.
-Yes, big hairy balls, and what do you feel in you?
-Ticklish, very ticklish here.
He pointed at his own crotch.
-Is it hard?
-Si, si. (This was all in Spanish but I translate this more or less for you guys to follow), he said eagerly waiting for the next question.
Kyle lit up a joint and blew a little cloud into Rodolpho's face.
-You are in deep shit, youngster, I was in your place about a month ago and I can tell you, it ain't no fun being here when you are not in charge. We have like about a hundred recruits here who never get laid, because they are like you very horny Indians who cannot get their rocks off before marriage. So anything that looks like what could replace pussy pleasure will satisfy their needs. Don't sit idle like that, do something, rub my cock, and play with it dammed!
Rodolpho didn't understand half of what he said and Kyle's Spanish was a mixture of pidgin Spanish with American English.
-Can you blow my gun like I blow this joint?
Rodolpho had to hear and see it thrice before he got the message as Kyle pointed to the joint and likewise to his cock.
The boy pouted his lower lip and got his head down to Kyle's struggling cock. He had done it before but Kyle wanted more of it. The black shiny hair felt like greased grass between his fingers as he pulled the boy's head up and down.
-Muy bien hijo, he mumbled, muy bien perro de tu madre.
The boy descended lavishly trying to suck up Kyle's ball sac in an urge to please him.
While he sucked Kyle went on describing his experiences with the cadets and soldiers.
-First thing they did was confiscating all of my underwear and have me walking from bed to bed sucking soldier dicks on bended knees. I had two or three fingers up my crack while I sucked hard on a short pink brown skinned doodle.
The fingers weren't gentle, they poked and laughed about it loudly and asked others to come and have a look. Before I knew I had ten beds waiting for me to come and get them off.
-This is what you will have to do, but maybe you are lucky and will only satisfy my and the colonel's needs. Oooh yeees, you do that well, go on, make me harder so I can ride you hijo.
His cock stood now aiming at zenith. The gland was so skintight and, the veins moving around the shaft like vines around a Banyan tree. Kyle was circumcised and Rodolpho had never seen such a thing his life. He found it to be horrific to look at, yet he was mesmerized by it for the same token. The gland thrilled with every touch of his young pointy tongue as if the wind blew on it tantalizing Kyle more and more. The purplish colour meant explosion soon. The semen was racing from his balls and surging upward and it would hit Rodolpho hard. Oh yes it shot like rocket to the Mars and hit the kid five no ten times in and around his mouth. He couldn't keep up with the cum it landed on his eyebrows and in his greasy pitch black wisps of hair on his brow.
Kyle fell back on the bed, stoned and high from the joint and the blow job.
Kyle had lost all notion of time and as usual he would turn on his tummy, drop his face in the pillow and mumble something. The fag had fallen on the ground next to bed, just as well because it might have set the bed on fire.
Kyle was absolutely gone. The boy noticed and understood this was his chance to have a go at the joint himself and at Kyle.
He sucked at the fag quite strongly and imitating Kyle he kept the smoke inside for a minute. He coughed hard and nearly puked his lungs out. But Kyle didn't give a toss or he was really gone.
Rodolpho felt his stomach twisting and churning out the food he had taken just before he had gone to see Juan.
He threw himself on the King size bed and landed beside Kyle's exposed skinny but hairy buttocks.
Rodolpho was still hard, he had imagined so many things about men, this was the third time in a short time he had something going on. He tried his finger at Kyle. Poking in his flesh and wait for him to say something. Nothing came back but a deep inhaling and exhaling of warm breath.
He rolled on his side and moved in. He wanted to fuck Kyle; it would be his first conquest, something he had fantasized about since he was seven years old.
His right hand pulled the right ass cheek to the side to let his left hand probe the soft and weak flesh from his inner thighs up to the exposed anus.
Kyle, te quiero ( I love you) he whispered. His dick got stuck between Kyle's buns he couldn't move further, way to hairy and too dry. It was kind of awkward to fuck Kyle like that, so with a little push Kyle ended up on his flat tummy. Rodolpho's breathing accelerated and he felt the pangs of lust deep down in his balls and groin.
-Te voy a joder (I will screw you) con mucho placer, gringo (with lots of pleasure, gringo), Rodolpho said. He had a full hand of his own spit and rubbed his young dick with it, placed it soundly against Kyle's hairy hole and plunged through the ravine into the abyss.
Kyle surely felt what was going on, but he was too cracked stoned to resist and did nothing but money and call the kid `hijo de puta!'
Rodolpho sure had fun; he pumped and pumped with his tongue on his heart until he too blasted in a wave of comings that made the bed jitter like a wild bumblebee.
He too rolled back onto his tummy and fell asleep, holding his cock in his fist.
-I am a real macho, he later told me, I fucked Kyle a number of times, because he liked the girth of my dick, Rodolpho commented to me.
God I wish I had been a fly on the wall. He told me so much more. The barracks are like real boy houses and the colonel must have a wonderful time there. Maybe I should become a colonel too.
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