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Pixie Dust - 6
A gap in the curtains let light from the parking lot inside the otherwise dark room. It was just enough so that when Kyle slipped into Tanner's bed, he'd been able to see the expression of surprise on Tanner's face. When Kyle asked if Tanner was hard, the younger boy looked unsure how to answer.
"Want to help each other out?" Kyle asked, hoping Tanner would say yes.
Tanner hesitated but then nodded.
Kyle put a hand inside Tanner's underpants and gently felt up his cock and balls. Kyle had seen Tanner naked in the showers, but wrapping his hand around the boy's dick turned out to be an unexpected surprise. Though slight in every other way: height, weight, build, upper and lower body strength, Tanner stood out when it came to what was in his pants. Kyle could barely get his hand around the fat thing and if he'd been forced to guess, he'd have to say it was a full seven inches and maybe more. Never having seen the thing hard, Kyle was surprised it had grown as much as it had. "A grower not a shower" he decided.
"Fuck, you're hard!" Kyle mumbled as he gave the teen's cock a tug.
Kyle loved how warm and soft Tanner felt. Not his cock, that was plenty hard, but Tanner's skin was softer than anything Kyle had ever touched before. Kyle looked deep into Tanner's eyes as he wrapped his fingers around the boy's shaft a second time and rubbed him. With the first touch, Tanner had sucked in a breath, but hadn't pulled away. As the boy's looked at one another to gauge the other's thoughts, Kyle felt Tanner's hand tentatively touch the outside of his underpants.
"It's okay. Stick your hand inside and feel it," Kyle whispered.
Tanner rubbed Kyle's cock a few times from the outside then slipped his fingers under the waistband of Kyle's briefs.
Kyle couldn't help but let out a groan as Tanner's hand found the head of his dick. "Wrap your hand around it and jack it," Kyle whimpered.
This time Tanner didn't hesitate. He reached in further, firmly grabbed Kyle's dick, and started to stroke. Kyle matched the strokes he was giving to Tanner's cock with what Tanner was doing to him.
Kyle twisted his hand and varied the speed of his tugs to give Tanner an idea of things he could try.
Tanner learned quickly and soon both boys were finding what it was that made the other grunt, groan, or react in some other way.
"This is great," Kyle whispered as the two boys lay on their sides, staring at one another.
The darkness seemed to add to the excitement as the boys snuggled closer and got right back at jerking the other off.
Kyle stared at the cute boy next to him. Tanner's longish hair, delicate features, and beautiful eyes made him look almost feminine. He was so tiny Kyle thought he also looked much younger than his real age.
"Looks like he should be in fifth grade," Kyle thought, continuing to gently work on Tanner's dick. "Except that he's got a cock the size of a horse," Kyle smiled to himself.
The room was oddly silent now that Dylan and Riley had finally quieted down. Kyle heard Tanner's breathing once in a while as he sucked in a breath or made some soft sound. He felt Tanner's cock pulse in his hand and wondered if the boy was starting to get close.
"You gonna cum?" Kyle asked softly.
Tanner grunted, thrust forward, and humped harder. Even though Tanner hadn't answered the question, Kyle figured it wouldn't be much longer. The thought that Tanner was about to bust made Kyle hornier. He thrust his dick in and out of Tanner's hand in the same way Tanner was using his. The bed was making soft creaking noises as the boys wiggled and jostled around for better positions. Kyle could feel he was almost there. Tanner must be too.
"Unh, Unh," Tanner whimpered.
Tanner's cock swelled as he pumped against Kyle faster and harder. It was clear to Kyle that Tanner was about to cum.
"Fuck," Kyle groaned as he imagined what was about to happen. "Come on, Tanner, do it with me." He felt the tingle approaching. "Gonna shoot," Kyle groaned. "Come on, come on," he urged as he jacked Tanner's cock faster and harder.
Tanner's breathing was coming faster as he became more urgent in his thrusts. "Unh, unh, oh....Kyle..." he grunted, stiffened, his cock beginning to pulse.
Kyle felt Tanner's cock make one more thrust and then he felt it throb five times, sending out a gusher of cum. The hot stuff messed his hand and creamed the inside of Tanner's underwear. The feel of the boy's cum and the way Tanner's eyes fluttered as his nuts emptied pushed Kyle over the edge, too.
Closing his eyes, Kyle imagined his cock was someplace warm, wet, and tight. He imagined the little pixie boy next to him wasn't just tugging on his dick but was sucking it and was about to bust a nut in Tanner's mouth.
"Oh, fuuuuuck," Kyle mumbled and shuddered. Kyle felt his orgasm race up from his nut sack to forcefully spill out.
He tried to shove his dick deeper into Tanner's hand, but was already in as far as the boy's small hand could manage. Kyle felt the hard spurts, the warm cream, and the slippery mess that was flooding his underwear.
The boys grunted, groaned, and jacked a few more times before slowly settling down. The sound of their heavy breathing filled the room. Then, it was over.
Kyle opened his eyes and looked into Tanner's face. It took a few seconds before Tanner opened his own eyes. The two looked at each other for some time before either said a word.
Kyle smiled. "Like that?"
Tanner seemed shy; then smiled. "Yeah, it was awesome."
Kyle wanted to snuggle, but couldn't ignore the wet, icky feeling in his underpants. "I guess we better clean up," he said reluctantly. Opening his fingers, he let go of Tanner's penis.
Tanner had a mischievous look in his eyes when it was his turn to let go. He opened his hand, dropped Kyle's cock, and then wiped a glob of spunk onto Kyle's stomach.
"You little asswipe," Kyle laughed as Tanner quickly scooted away, climbed off the bed, and hurried into the bathroom.
Kyle rubbed his thumb and forefinger together and felt the pearly cream. Some dripped down and fell onto the bed. The stuff was still warm. Kyle looked at the slippery pudding and put a finger to his lips. He stuck out his tongue and carefully took a lick of Tanner's spunk. He rolled the goo around in his mouth before swallowing it. He then licked up another dab and tried it again.
"His tastes different," Kyle mused. He'd tasted one other guy and thought all guys would taste the same.
Just when Kyle was about to suck the last of the stuff off his finger, Tanner tossed a towel in his direction. Kyle looked up in embarrassment and Tanner laughed.
Things got awkward after both boys had cleaned up and were once again ready for bed. Though Tanner had enjoyed Kyle jacking him, he was uncomfortable at the thought of anything else.
"Can I sleep with you?" Kyle asked when Tanner crawled back into bed.
"I don't know, we have to get up early. The meet and all," Tanner whispered.
Kyle looked disappointed but crawled out of Tanner's bed and back into his own.
The boys pulled their covers up and looked at each other.
"Night," Kyle said softly.
"See you in the morning," Tanner smiled.
It was mid-afternoon. All the gear had been stowed and the guys were piling on board the bus. Tanner held back, letting most of the others go first. The team had done pretty well and everyone was in a good mood. Dylan, true to form was playing a little grab ass with Riley.
"Man, they're at it again!" One of the kids complained to jeers and cheers from half a dozen other guys.
Dylan grabbed one of Riley's ass cheeks as Riley climbed up the steps and gave him a boost. Riley looked back as if tired of his boyfriend's constant pawing.
"I would have thought they'd have had enough last night." Kyle nudged Tanner.
"Yeah, for sure," Tanner answered.
While the coach talked with one of the event sponsors just outside, the team gave it to Dylan and Riley.
"Hey, Dylan, what was with all the noise last night?"
"He was practicing his mounts," a kid joked.
The whole team burst out laughing.
"Got it wrong, boys," Riley said cheerily. "It wasn't Dylan."
"What the fuck?" a kid in the back laughed.
"Yeah, it was me. I was the one doing the practicing," Riley said with a wide grin.
Dylan slid a little lower in his seat.
"That right, Dylan?"
"But I think I need to work on my dismount." Riley laughed.
There was more hooting and hollering, Dylan was looking increasingly uncomfortable.
Kyle sat next to Tanner as the coach finally climbed aboard.
"You okay?" Kyle asked.
Tanner nodded.
Kyle tried to make some small talk, but Tanner wasn't in the mood. They spent the next half hour or so riding in silence. They looked at one another a few times but neither spoke.
Finally Kyle scooted closer, looked around the bus to see if anyone was watching, and leaned in. "You thinking about last night?"
"Yeah," Tanner replied softly.
"Me, too," Kyle whispered.
Tanner gave Kyle a quick look.
"Did it freak you out?"
Tanner squirmed. "No, but I've never done anything like that before."
It was quiet again.
"Have you?" Tanner eventually asked.
Now it was Kyle's turn to squirm. "I've done a little."
The other guys had toned down the lewd comments when the coach got on board but there was still a lot of joking and carrying on.
Tanner wanted to know more, but this wasn't the time or place to talk. Kyle looked like he was thinking the same thing.
"We need to talk," Kyle sighed and looked around. "But not now."
Tanner agreed.
"Can I call you tonight?"
Tanner felt his stomach churn. He wasn't sure he was ready to talk about things like this. "I ran out of minutes on my phone. Dad said I can't buy more until the end of the month."
Kyle dug in his pocket. "Here, take mine. You can keep it for a couple of days until we get yours going again. I've got some money my grandma gave me that's just been sitting around; may as well spend it."
Tanner looked at the phone. "What are you gonna use?"
"I'll tell my mom I left mine at school and I'll use hers."
Tanner saw he wasn't going to get out of talking with Kyle. But it still made him nervous. "Why don't you text me instead."
"Text?" Kyle sounded surprised, his facial expression showing that he was perhaps even a little disappointed.
"Yeah," Tanner answered.
Kyle reluctantly agreed. He sat back, gave Tanner a curious look and then settled in for the ride home.
Tanner tucked the phone in his pocket, slid over and stared out the window.
After pulling a clean white T-shirt over his head, Tanner shook out his hair. He'd already put on his sleep pants. He liked the smell of the fabric softener his mom used. He lifted his arm and sniffed his pit to see if he should take another shower before bed, but the one right after the meet had apparently taken care of things. The only thing left was to pee and comb his hair. He never liked going to bed with his hair a mess.
Tanner was disappointed with his family's reaction when he'd gotten home, wishing they'd have made a bigger deal of how well he'd done. But his mom had just given him a little kiss on the cheek with a perfunctory "that's nice, honey," and his dad had offered a quick "good job, son," and was off to watch the sports channel. His sister Megan, true to form, had teased, "Did you wear tights?" Tanner had just glared at her.
Just as he was heading to the bathroom, the phone Kyle had lent him chirped with an incoming text.
"Hey"
"Hi" Tanner texted back.
"What r u doing"
"Getting ready for bed"
"r u mad at me"
"No, why" Tanner answered.
"You didn't say much on the ride back to town"
Tanner had been uncomfortable with Kyle asking him if he'd liked what they'd done the night before. The truth was he'd liked it a lot, but couldn't seem to be able to find the words to tell Kyle that. Tanner went over the whole thing in his mind one more time. He couldn't believe how wonderful Kyle's hand had felt on his dick. Kyle seemed to know exactly what he would like. Then when he'd finally cum, it had been brilliant. Even when he'd jacked one of his better ones, he'd never felt anything as good as what Kyle had done for him.
"I was just thinking" Tanner typed to explain his quiet mood on the bus.
"r u sorry we did that stuff last night" Kyle sent back.
Tanner felt himself get queasy. He didn't know how to answer. He liked what they'd done, but didn't know if that was because he liked getting jacked or because he liked doing it with another boy.
He clicked the keys on the phone, "maybe a little"
Just seconds later Kyle sent back, "i'm not"
Tanner's heart beat faster. "ur not?"
"i liked it... it felt great"
Tanner grew more nervous. "idk what to say" he sent back.
"Tanner can I tell you something" Kyle replied, but didn't wait for an answer. "i think i might like u"
"what?"
"u know like Dylan and Riley"
Tanner felt a sudden urge to pee. He'd been headed that way when Kyle had started messaging, and now this!
"I got a pee, brb" Tanner hit the keys and hurried out of his room.
There was a bleep announcing another text when he'd made it half way down the hall.
"wtf" Kyle asked.
Tanner made it to the bathroom, pulled down his sleep pants and sat on the toilet instead of standing. He used one hand to aim his cock downward and the other to type out a reply using his thumb.
"ur crazy" Tanner sent.
"no i'm not and u know it"
Tanner finished his pee but stayed on the can for awhile before answering back with, "i dont know if i'm like that" Just the thought that he might be gay confused Tanner more than he cared to think about. Now, here was Kyle putting it out there.
"its ok just think about it k?"
Tanner hesitated, but then finally answered "k"
Kyle sent a smiley face.
"gtg" Tanner replied.
"cya" Kyle answered and sent another smiley face.
"cya" Tanner answered.
Back in his room, Tanner had a lot to think about. He crawled into bed, pulled up the covers, and stared at the cute boy singer on the poster, comparing him to Kyle. Absentmindedly Tanner's hand slipped into his pants. In just a few strokes his cock was hard. Considering all the factors involved, he decided the idea that Kyle Hamilton "liked" him wasn't so weird after all. It was just going to take some time to think through.
Kyle took a drink from his cup of soda and surveyed the scene. Riley's folks were out of town again and Dylan had decided to throw a party. The week had gone by a lot quicker than Kyle had expected. He'd had a chance to see Tanner at school a few times but the kid was either on the way to class, or with Kristen. Kyle was frustrated that the two of them seemed to have their heads together whispering most of the time. "What was he doing with a girl anyway?" Kyle wondered. The boys had seen each other at practice, but Tanner had seemed uncomfortable around him so Kyle had given him some space. The two had talked on the phone a few times but their conversation had been about gymnastics rather than personal stuff.
Kyle hoped now they were both at the same party he and Tanner would be able to find a quiet corner and talk.
"Quite a crowd!" Kyle hollered in Riley's ear.
"Yeah, Dylan invited a shit load more kids than I expected."
Kyle looked around the room at maybe forty kids. The music was pumping out of two huge speakers and maybe half the kids were dancing. As he looked to one corner he saw Dylan behind the bar.
"You got beer?" Kyle laughed and nodded toward Dylan.
Riley got a surprised look on his face that soon turned to pissed. "I told him no booze, my dad will have a shit fit." Riley moaned and weaved his way through the crowd toward his boyfriend.
Tanner was sitting on a fluffy sofa toward the other side of the room.
Kyle walked over to Tanner and flopped down next to him. "Nice party! Huh?" he said loudly, leaning close to Tanner's ear.
Tanner nodded and gave Kyle a goofy smile.
Kyle looked at Tanner more closely. "Are you all right?"
Tanner nodded again and then lazily drawled, "Fine."
Turning to the side, Kyle took Tanner by the shoulders and twisted him around so he could look into his eyes. "Fuck, who gave you the stuff?"
"What stuff?"
"You're drunk! Where did you get it?"
"Just been drinking punch." Tanner shrugged and gave Kyle another goofy smile.
"Okay, upstairs with you." Kyle pulled Tanner up by the arms and guided him through the mass of kids.
"Where are you going?" Riley caught up with them as they reached the stairway.
"I'm getting Tanner out of here, he says he's only been drinking punch but he's drunk on his ass."
Riley looked back toward Dylan. "Talking about asses, I'm gonna kick his!"
Kyle guided Tanner up to the first floor and then up another set of stairs to the second. There he gently pushed Tanner through the bathroom door. "Put some cold water on your face and try and sober up."
Tanner said he would and closed the door.
Kyle leaned against the wall and was relieved to hear the water start.
"Where's Tanner?" Riley asked, coming up a minute or two later.
"In the bathroom, I told him to wash his face with cold water."
Just as Kyle was going to ask about Dylan there was a loud thump.
"What the fuck?" Kyle looked at Riley and then started pounding on the door. "Tanner! Are you alright?"
There was no answer. Kyle tried the handle and found it was locked. He pounded on the door again and still no answer.
"I'll get it open," Riley said hurriedly and ran to his room. He was back a minute later with a piece of bent wire. He pushed it through the small hole in the center of the door knob and it unlocked. He swung the door open and they saw Tanner passed out on the floor.
"Fuck!" Kyle said angrily and pushed passed Riley to get to Tanner. Kyle sat Tanner up and leaned him against the sink cabinet. "Hey, you all right, buddy?"
Tanner was out cold.
"We got to get him out of here," Kyle said with a quick look at Riley.
"My room is down the hall."
Kyle wrapped his arms around Tanner's middle and lifted him to a near-standing position. Out cold, Tanner's legs were useless. Kyle scooted the boy higher and finally ended with Tanner over his shoulder. Riley led the way and a minute later Tanner was stretched out on Riley's bed.
"What's going on?" a voice asked from the doorway.
Kyle and Riley both turned to find Dylan standing just inside the room.
"What the fuck did you put in the punch?" Riley asked sternly.
"Just a little vodka, no big deal." Dylan smiled.
"Does this look like no big deal?" Kyle barked.
"Tell me you didn't take the bottle off the back shelf." Riley shot his boyfriend a blazing look.
"Maybe, what the fuck do I know about Vodka?"
"You shit head!" Riley groaned. "That was imported! Dad got it from Russia, it's five hundred bucks a bottle."
Kyle looked up from Tanner and glared at his friends. "Will you two shut the fuck up? What are we gonna do about Tanner?"
"How much did he have?" Riley asked.
"I don't know, maybe two or three glasses. But, shit, look at him. He's, like, five feet nothing and what, ninety or a hundred pounds?" Kyle replied.
"Call 911?" Riley looked at both Kyle and Dylan.
Before either could answer, there was a gurgle from Tanner.
"Shit, he's gonna throw up!"
Just as Kyle turned Tanner's head to the side Tanner spewed. A gush of ugly pink stuff shot across the floor.
"Oh fuck, that's nasty!" Dylan wrinkled his nose.
"Jesus, look at that mess," Riley groaned.
Tanner heaved a second time and more of the stuff poured out.
"Shit, what do we do now?" Kyle was holding Tanner's shoulder and rubbing his back.
"I can't take this," Dylan announced and turned to leave.
Kyle glared at him.
Riley quickly headed after Dylan, reminding him he was the one responsible for all this. It sounded like Dylan was in for it.
Kyle looked around the room for anything he could use to clean up the mess. Tanner had stopped being sick and was now stirring a bit. Kyle decided he'd take a chance and leave him for a few seconds to run down the hall and grab some towels. Quickly he was back and busy doing what he could to deal with things.
After cleaning the floor and bed as best he could, Kyle lifted Tanner to a sitting position and pulled off his messy shirt. The boy's jeans were okay, so all he did there was loosen Tanner's belt and undid the top button to make Tanner more comfortable. At about that point Tanner stirred and came more awake.
"Are you all right?" Kyle asked softly as he used a clean towel to dab at Tanner's forehead. Tanner's eyes were still glazed.
"What happened?" he mumbled.
"Dylan messed with the punch. You got drunk."
"I need to rinse my mouth out," Tanner made a face.
"Let's see if you can walk," Kyle suggested and helped Tanner put his legs over the side of the bed.
With Kyle's arm around his waist, Tanner managed to get back to the bathroom.
Though muted, the thumping of the heavy bass of the huge speakers and the steady drone of the crowd still filtered up the two flights of stairs and into the room. Tanner's eyes were finally focusing. He looked around and found he was in what looked like a guest bedroom. He was flat on his back and Kyle was sitting beside him on the side of the bed. He knew he'd been sick, and that Kyle had helped him clean up. Kyle had gotten him a sweatshirt from someplace and had even found a toothbrush and toothpaste.
"How you doing?" Kyle asked tenderly.
"Better." Tanner smiled.
Kyle ran his fingers through Tanner's hair. "Your hair is a mess," he chuckled.
"I hate when it gets like that," Tanner answered with an embarrassed look.
The two sat quietly for a moment.
Kyle reached out a finger and lightly ran it down Tanner's cheek.
Tanner looked into Kyle's face; between the touch on the cheek and the look in his eyes, Tanner thought he knew what Kyle was thinking. "No, I never did," Tanner whispered.
"Never did what?" Kyle asked softly.
"Kissed a boy," Tanner said so softly he barely made a sound.
Kyle smiled. "Want to try?"
Tanner stared into Kyle's eyes for what seemed like a long time but probably wasn't. He nodded and moved over so Kyle could lie beside him. Tanner snuggled closer when Kyle put his arms around him.
"This is nice," Tanner whispered.
Kyle held him for awhile and then it was time. He leaned in and Tanner felt Kyle's lips on his. The kiss was tentative. Kyle seemed unsure of how Tanner might react, and Tanner didn't want to do anything wrong. He hoped Kyle would show him. The second kiss was surer, the boys seeming to have a better sense of what the other would allow.
Several more kisses followed. Then Tanner felt Kyle's tongue touching his lips. Tanner opened his mouth and Kyle swept inside passed his teeth.
The feel of a kiss like that was incredible. Tanner shuddered and wiggled closer. He felt his dick swell and rubbed it against Kyle. Kyle did the same with him. His heart pounding, Tanner felt a flood of emotions. He thought about how he and Kyle had jacked each other off in the hotel; but in some ways that now seemed like harmless `boy play.' This, this kissing and touching stuff felt different.
Tanner groaned and felt Kyle once again push their erections together. The kiss was becoming deeper and more urgent.
"Kyle..." Tanner stammered.
"What?" Kyle gave him a questioning look.
Tanner wasn't sure why he'd wanted Kyle to stop. But everything was happening so fast. "I just..." He started but then couldn't find the words.
"I know," Kyle whispered.
"But," Tanner whispered.
Kyle covered Tanner's mouth with another kiss and gently put his hand between Tanner's legs.
Tanner felt Kyle slowly caress the lump now straining to get out and all worries he'd had seconds earlier disappeared. He spread his legs and settled onto his back as Kyle moved over him. He looked into Kyle's eyes as the older boy pulled at his jeans. As he felt his pants being pulled down, Tanner wondered what Kyle had in mind. Tanner gave Kyle a worried look.
"I just want to kiss it," Kyle said reassuringly as he reached out and stroked Tanner's cock. "Is that all right?"
Tanner thrust upward while Kyle's hand twisted and turned on his dick. He nodded weakly and Kyle continued.
Kyle maneuvered into position and leaned down. Tanner watched spellbound as Kyle wrapped soft lips around his cock. Tanner couldn't resist thrusting upwards. The feeling of Kyle's warm mouth on his dick was unlike anything he'd ever felt before. He groaned as Kyle set to work.
Tanner remembered the text conversation he'd had with Kyle earlier in the week. Kyle had surprised him with, "i think i might like you" when Tanner had asked what he meant, Kyle had said, "u know, like Dylan and Riley." As Tanner pushed his cock up through Kyle's wet lips, Tanner wondered if this is what he'd had in mind.
Thank for reading. Feel free to send comments and story ideas to Playbuddy123@yahoo.com also a special thanks to Jon B. and to Andrew for their help wit this chapter. Best, Jon