It has been a long time since I have posted to Nifty. Those of you who have read my other stories might be surprised to find that this series is, shall we say, a little more uh...hardcore. Please don't be alarmed. Read on. I promise you there is a story here.
Chapter 1
Lyle woke, as he usually did, with the initial soft rays of dawn. His first sight was the still sleeping figure of Lee. They had returned from the party at David's quite late and had gone straight to bed. They were both asleep within minutes. He propped himself up on his elbow to get a better look at the beautiful young man.
The soft, thick, black hair was in disarray across the pillow and across Lee's smooth, unlined forehead. It partially obscured one of the perfectly arched eyebrows. The almond eyes now closed in deep slumber, showed only the slightly shiny lids and the long, interlocked lashes.
Continuing his gaze downward, Lyle saw the smallish button nose just over the full "cupids bow" lips. They were slightly parted and he could see just the slightest glimpse of white teeth as Lee breathed softly. Lyle guessed that Lee's nose was a bit stuffy from the night before. Poppers often effected him that was as well.
As he watched, he thought to himself, "Oh what those lips can do!" That mouth, so amazing, could send him soaring to unbelievable sexual heights. Not normally one to particularly enjoy being the recipient of a blowjob, Lyle much preferred sucking cock to having his own sucked. Few men had been truly talented enough to get him very excited orally, and Lee was chief among them.
Resisting the strong urge to kiss his sleeping companion, Lyle looked appreciatively at Lee's trim, smooth body. Lying on his stomach, legs and arms splayed. The young Asian took up a remarkable amount of the huge bed, especially for such a relatively small man. His tight, round ass was in full display. Like his mouth, his ass was amazingly talented, as was witnessed and experienced by the group of friends the night before.
And what a night it had been! Lee had picked him up from work and they went directly to David's house. They were among the first guests to arrive and Lyle took advantage of the situation, at David's urging, to shower and clean out in preparation for the night's activities.
David was the perfect host and provided not only the facilities (sling, bed covered with plastic play sheets, two bathrooms with shower shots) but also all the supplies needed for a night of sexual exploits. There were several varieties of poppers, lube, condoms, rubber gloves, bottled water, Gatorade and lots of soft fluffy towels.
Being sensitive to all of his guests, he made sure that those who liked to "party" kept their activities out of sight of those who did not indulge. This act that was appreciated by Lyle and Lee, as well as the others who chose to play "under their own influence". Consequently, Lyle found that, because he was able to maintain a hard-on, he was customarily one of the few tops at these gatherings.
Although they arrived together, Lyle and Lee were not a "couple." They were...well what were they? They were friends to be sure. "Fuck buddies" didn't aptly define it either. They were much more than that, but absolutely not "boyfriends" either. They saw each other as friends and as sex partners outside of these group play sessions. They often spent the night together, though they lived in separate places.
Despite all of that, they did not play much with each other in a group. As they moved from partner to partner, activity to activity, they occasionally came together. Lyle loved to watch Lee in action with the other guys. He was very popular because he was such a HOT little shit. He was also an earnest participant and easily the most talented bottom in the house.
Lee's ass could handle things that would make men twice his size cringe. Riding a big dick was one of his favorite things to do. Hanging in a sling came as second nature to him and he thoroughly enjoyed having a hard cock slamming in and out of him. He could accommodate an array of large sex toys and take all but the largest hand in an aggressive fisting session. AND he could do it all without breaking a sweat or taking a break.
Lyle was completely versatile. The first part of the night he was in his "top" mode. Making out and eating ass got him as hard as a rock. Those who were not currently getting fucked by him or otherwise occupied with somebody else, would gather around to watch.
To put it bluntly, Lyle could fuck! His cock, although above average in length, was not overly large in girth. He could instinctively tell what his bottom of opportunity wanted, needed and could handle. He varied his rhythm, speed and intensity to keep it interesting, to his partner, to his audience and to himself.
Techniques varied depending on the location of a particular fucking. Whether it was in bed, leaning over a table, in front of a sling, or standing up. One of Lyle's favorite "show stoppers" was something he and Lee were noted for. Because of their difference in size, he was actually able to pick Lee up and impale him on his cock. Lee would hold onto his shoulders while wrapping legs around Lyle's hips. They would fuck like horny monkeys to the lewd cheers and comments of the other players.
Slowly, carefully, Lyle rolled off the bed and stood up. He stretched and yawned, then headed into the bathroom to pee. He could feel the "glow" in his ass that reminded him of his own vigorous activities when he finally switched to "bottom mode" at the party. Barefoot, he padded into the kitchen to start the coffee.
He reached to the short stack of mail that he had picked up on the way in the night before. Being too tired to sort through it, he and Lee had gone right to bed. There were a couple of bill, the usual pieces of junk mail, and a cream colored fine linen envelope with his name and address neatly handwritten.
To be continued...
As always, I invite your comment: ben_sc@hotmail.com. If you have never read any of my stories, check under the "Authors" link. Look for Lyle Benton. Thanks!