I've came up with a fair number of these fantasies while watching the show. I hope you enjoy this one.
Comments, questions, suggestions can be sent to foxlaneal@gmail.com
Please donate to Nifty! It provides so much relief and escape. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html
Characters of "Sweet Magnolias" belong to Daniel L. Paulson Productions and Netflix. This is a fan-made fictional story between fictional characters. This story is between an adult man and a teenage boy.
Kyle Townsend wasn't angry like his brother Tyler. He was a little confused, but still understanding. He thought Noreen was beautiful. Even had a few fantasies about her after he learned about masturbating. Sometimes he felt the urge to fuck her. So he understood where his dad was coming from. He also understood that his dad didn't think much of acting. It hurt not having his parents as involved with his part in the school play as they were in Ty's baseball. His mom tried but it wasn't enough. Though Noreen. She was as enthusiastic and supporting of his acting as she was of Ty in baseball. Even when her support upsetted Ty's game.
Above all, his childhood friend, Annie Sullivan, still didn't pick up that he was into her. He talked with Noreen about it, because how could he talk to his mom about liking his mom's best friend's daughter? He tried almost every day to get Annie to notice more as something other than a friend. It was frustrating. He decided to talk to Isaac Downey, the youngest worker at Sullivan's other than Annie.
"Listen," Isaac told Kyle, "You have to be upfront with her. Tell her you like her more than a friend." Isaac was working by himself. It was a slow afternoon so most of the other cooks had left before the dinner shift came in. Owner Dana Sue Sullivan had left to check on the project she and her two best friends started.
"But what if that scares her off?!" Kyle asked with a touch of the dramatic. "I can't. I don't want it to go bad."
"This is the first girl you loved?" Isaac asked as he sent out the last order.
"The only girl I love," Kyle declared. "I can' possibly love someone else." The phrasing did pique Isaac's curiosity.
"`Someone else'?" Isaac asked standing next to the teen boy. He took in all of Kyle's visage. Thin white teen boy, almost shaggy brown hair, around 5'5. And had a plump ass for a teen white boy.
"Yeah?" Kyle responded uncertain of Isaac's question.
"Hey, so I gotta get ready for dinner or Dana Sue will have my head." Isaac shifted the conversation. "But if you want to continue talking about this, come to my apartment after I get off."
"You don't get out until... like 10!" Kyle said. "How...." "You've never snuck out?" Isaac teased. He started cleaning the counters and organizing containers. "I'm sure Ty does it all the time. Just come to my apartment tonight and I'll help you some more." He wanted to feel up that sweet looking ass, but Dana Sue had put up security cameras all around the place. Couldn't be seen touching her best friend's son that way. "Now get out of here unless you want to help clean." Kyle left, his mind looping around Isaac's question `Someone else?'
The day passed by fast. He studied his lines most afternoon. He ate his mother's home-cooked dinner. Did some homework. His mom came in to say goodnight. As the more reliable child, she didn't notice that his blanket was a little more bulky. Waiting until he couldn't hear her footsteps he pulled off his blanket and stuffed some clothes under it. He crept out of his room and down the stairs. Before he knew it he was halfway to Isaac's. It was strangely liberating, breaking a rule. He's broken a few before as a child typically does. But this was different. He was on cloud 9. He started to wonder what it would be like being out this late with Annie.
"You made it!" Isaac greeted Kyle, when he showed up. Isaac looked fresh from the shower. Only a pair of boxers on, some water still clinging to his skin. "Come on in!" Isaac ushered the boy in. "Can I get you something to drink? Coke, beer, water?"
"What?" Kyle was a little shocked. He's never been offered beer. Not even by his dad's friends when they were over.
"Just messing with you," Isaac said, heading to his kitchen. "So?"
"Coke would be fine." The teen boy sat down on the couch in the front room. It wasn't a big apartment. "Nice place."
"Thanks. It's more than I was expecting for the price of it." Isaac came back and handed Kyle a glass with iced Coke. "So. How much experience do you have?"
"What!?" Kyle nearly choked as he tried to spit out his drink, unsuccessfully.
"Have you kissed a girl yet? Felt one up? Cuddled?"
"No! No. I've done none of that." Kyle hung his head, staring into the plush carpet.
"That's okay," Isaac reassured the boy, moving next to him. He wrapped an arm around the younger male's shoulder. Kyle looked up at Isaac. The two looked into each other's eyes. In a flash Kyle smashed his face against the 20-something's. Isaac was a little shocked. He thought he'd kiss the boy, not the boy kissing him. Kyle pulled back and sat stiffly, waiting for a reaction. Isaac took the boy's glass away from him, setting it on the coffee table. "We definitely have to work on your kissing."
Kyle was in disbelief that he kissed Isaac. Isaac was a guy. A really cute guy. A really sweet, cute guy. A really sweet, cute guy that is now kissing him. Isaac's soft lips pressed against his own. The tenderness caused the boy to moan, his lips parting open, but not breaking the kiss. Isaac used this opportunity to slide his tongue into the other mouth. Kyle's eyes went wide. This was all so new. Let alone with another guy. But the shock was wearing away as pleasure started to build. The teen sucked on the probing tongue. It was Isaac's turn to moan. The older guy pulled the younger closer. Tongues writhing along each other. Kyle's hands running all over Isaac's body, not knowing what to do.
"Stop," Isaac said breaking the kiss. The teen boy froze, eyes wide. "When you kiss someone and want to start touching them, start slow." Kyle gulped. The older guy shifted the younger so they sat facing each other. "I like to start with hands on their sides," he said as he demonstrated. "Then I slowly make my way up to their armpits, slide my arms under theirs, feel their shoulders," Kyle moaned at the firm but gentle touch. "Then I massage their back a little. If I'm with a woman I may snap off her bra. And then I lower my hands down their back." Kyle arched his back as the hands slid down to his ass. Isaac kissed the boy as he took a big handful of each juicy ass cheek. Kyle moaned louder. The older kneaded the young flesh. Kyle pressed himself into Isaac. They continued this for several minutes.
"Next," Isaac said, finally breaking the kiss. "Next I take off their top." He pulled at Kyle's shirt until the boy lifted his arms up and it slid off. The teen's thin body showed off basic muscle definition. Reminding Isaac of a skater boy he had fun with back in his school days. "Fuck, you're so sexy," Isaac breathed. His fingertips tracing out the boy's muscle. Kyle nervously chuckled.
"No one has ever called me sexy," Kyle said watching the light black skinned fingers move around his white chest.
"You are." Isaac pinched Kyle's tiny nipples. "Sexier than Bieber." Kyle chuckled. "Sexy," Isaac breathed as he pushed the boy backwards. "Now this is where the fun happens." Isaac unzipped and unbuttoned the boy's jeans. Kyle's breath hitched. The older boy pulled the jeans down a little and fished out the thickening teen dick. It was only 3 inches, but growing quickly. "On a girl, it will be different. But right now, let me show you how a boy should be pleasured." Isaac leaned down and licked the teen dick. Kyle was already panting, never having any sexual experiences. The kitchen worker wrapped his lips around the soft head of the high schooler. The cock swelled in his mouth. Isaac took more of the pink shaft in, going down to Kyle's lightly haired crotch. When he came off the cock, it stood rigid at 5 1/2 inches. Isaac sucked on the boy's small nutsack. Kyle cried out, the sensation overwhelming. The older boy chuckled as he sucked on the teen dick. In about two minutes Kyle let out a high pitched moan as he squirted a thin load into Isaac's mouth. Isaac swirled his tongue around the deflating cock before letting it go. "Sweet, like you." Kyle just lied there, panting heavily. "Come on. Get cleaned up and I'll take you home."
"Home?" Kyle breathed. "I... I don't," he said between breaths, "Want to go... home."
"Don't be silly," Isaac said, putting on his shoes. "You're in no state to walk home and I can't have you spend the night." He ruffled the worn out teen's hair. "Come on." Kyle lifted himself up, still heaving from his first blow job. He stood up and put away his cock. He looked around for his shirt.