Hey everyone, it isn't quite over yet... It's been a LONG while since I have written a chapter of this type so I hope you enjoy it. :-)
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It was hard not to get aroused at the sight before me, Kyle's half naked body illuminating under the florescent hall lighting. He wore only boxer briefs, a slight swell flashing its presence in his loin cloth. His hair was a mess, the twisted tangle of his dirty blond hair weaving its way off his scalp like he just got electrocuted.
Stumbling for words, I continue to check him out, my blue eyes exploding with lust, the sight of Kyle enticing me. He rubs his toned bicep as he stands before me barefoot, his toes curling into the carpet to absorb the warmth. My mouth agape, I try to find the follow up words to "hi". It was hard to figure out what to say, "How are you?", "I miss you", nah none of those would work for him.
My mind starts to play games with me. I move my eyes to undress him, or what little there is to undress of him. Imagining him there nude in front of me, I can clearly see his cock start to grow, the blood pumping it's skin taunt, the crown flush pink. The naval starts to lose some color as it all flows up to his penis, it now fully erect. His right hand stays on his opposite shoulder, gripping his muscle awkwardly. Winking at me, Kyle nips at his lip, pulling the skin into his mouth playfully.
Shaking my head, I blink at him and see that he is still clothed, a blank look plastered on his face. "Oh shit really Chris?" Kyle begins to realize what I was doing and it makes him blush. The blood, previously clustered in his toned tan naval region, rushes all the way back to his cheeks, giving him an adorable glow. Looking over his bronze body, he realizes why I was stumbling for words; his flesh losing its stiffness and welting back into an uncomfortable position in his briefs.
Not helping my ogling, Kyle moves his right hand quickly down to his boxers, reaching in to rearrange his package. It only serves to turn me on further, the thought of his cock hanging there limply against his smooth body an erotic excitement. Reaching down into my jeans to rearrange my growing stiffness, I try to make it as discrete as possible that I have a growing boner. Finally getting my words into my dry, hoarse mouth, I sputter out, "I just... just wanted to say hi before I left for Sacramento."
I really wanted to facepalm myself at that moment, the wrong choice of words flowing out of my mouth. Kyle's face drops the smile, now sad at the thought of my sudden departure. "Oh. So soon?"
It's my turn to rub my arm, the tongue-tied moment making for a scene that neither of us had expected. "Yea..." I murmur out as I lose my focus on his eyes, or body for that fact, and glance at the ground. Moving towards him, while avoiding his enwrapping gaze, I move to stand before him. Then I move my eyes from his cute curled toes, up his slightly shaggy legs, stopping for a millisecond at his limp crotch, then continuing along his smoothly toned abs, finally ending at what I see as his chiseled face, his mesmerizing eyes spellbinding me.
Kyle looks around me, down the empty hallway then behind him, then over to his open room. "Do you want to come inside?" He doesn't really leave me with much of an option as he breaks his hold, sidestepping to move inside his room.
I follow Kyle to the doorway, then stop right before I enter. The last time I was here was when I broke his heart, and he broke mine. It was hard to think back to the day, seeing him with his roommate. We were far beyond that and I should have moved on from it but still, the memory was seared into my brain, an image I wanted to forget but couldn't.
Kyle sees me standing at the door, looking at him, then my gaze shifted to his roommate's bed. Moving up to me, he seizes my shoulders, rubbing them as he psychologically tries to sooth me. "I told you I'm sorry. What do you want me to do?" It wasn't accusatory, his genuine concern for overcoming the problem important to him.
Moving my fingers to his shoulders, I move them along his arm, feeling up his biceps to end at his elbows. "It's my problem to overcome." I take a step towards him, forcing him to move back into his room. He moves the side as I explore the small confine. His side is completely boxed up, all the posters and desk supplies packed up. "Looks like I wasn't the only one leaving in a rush as well." I crack a smile as I sit on his bed.
Kyle shuts the door and looks at his desk, the boxes strewn about haphazardly. Some of his stuff was on the opposing bed, the open suitcase lying on the mattress with some folded clothes placed inside. "With him moving out early in the semester, I have had the entire room to myself. Most of my stuff has been moved back to Santa Monica already so what you see is actually the last of it. So yes and no on me leaving in a rush." He chuckles a little, his abs flexing at the motions.
Kyle moves to sit down on the bed next to me, moving back to the wall to support him. I scoot back to him and twiddle my thumbs. "So any plans for summer?" I didn't know what to talk about so I was resorting to small talk, a stupid move that was irritating me inside. Kicking off my shoes, I make myself a little more comfortable.
Kyle shrugs his shoulders, the skin rising to expose his breasts, its slender toned muscle titillating me. "Nah not really. Run a little and play some pick up Frisbee but no set plans yet. You?"
Suddenly on the spot, I snap back to my senses. I really need to stop checking him out, this was uncalled for. "Umm... not really. Probably the same as you. Probably go to the lake a little." The two of us sit in our seat, a moment of silence overcoming us. Kyle shifts in his section of the bed, moving to find a better spot for his cute ass.
I needed to get it off my chest. He looked so handsome at the moment; his eyes flicking back and forth uncertain of what to say next. He was absolutely adorable as he rested next to me, the lack of movement allowing me my chance to act. Turning my head, I peered at him for a second, debating on if it was a good time to actually kiss him. Bursting from my pose, I lean over to him and reach for his neck, turning his head towards me as I press my lips to his.
Closing my eyes, I didn't care if he closed his eyes or not. I wanted to enjoy this moment for me, since it was probably a mistake to be making. The blood that was previous in his cock still resides in his face, his lips jam-packed with sex appeal. I didn't feel cocky enough to go for tongue penetration so I just stuck with embracing our lips together. Breaking off with a notable pop, I lean back and move to the wall.
Focusing on him for the first time, I see his eyes wide, though I am not sure if he is shocked because I kissed him or because I pulled away. "Sorry." I start to blush as I realize that it was a mistake to kiss him.
Kyle blinks his eyes to comprehend what just happened, then, shifting his focus to me, flashes lust onto his gaze. Smiling at me, he licks his lips to savor the taste that I had left, "I'm not." Moving back to kiss me, he in turn, take hold of my neck passionately and locks his lips with mine. He was less conservative than me though, inserting his tongue to greet mine, the old friends greeting each other with as much passion as him and I.
Sitting next to each other and kissing becomes an awkward expedition, so to make things easier, I slide onto my back, my head resting on his pillow. Kyle presses into my mouth, his stomach firmly against mine as his fingers crawl up from my neckline to my scalp, etching tribal designs into the skin through the hair.
As we had slid down, I moved my hands from his bare chest to his back, tracing the ribcage to his spine. His back muscles flex as he presses into me, every pocket of air being thrust out from our chests. The smell of sex starts to fill the air, and even though we are still clothed, some of us more than others, the intoxicating whiff of funk ensnares our senses, taking us to another level of lust.
Kyle moves to slide his fingers up my shirt, gripping down onto my abs as he climbs the ladder of my body. Lifting my shirt to the point where my nipples are exposed, Kyle breaks off from kissing me and nips my neck, establishing his course from my left ear down my neck to the top of my chest. This is the best experience I have felt in a long time, the nerves on my body exploding with sensation. Moaning out loud I shrill with excitement, "OH man Kyle."
He merely mums as he nips down at my nipples, tugging gently but playfully with his teeth on my nubs, titillating them to rawness. Moving my hands up his back, I dig my fingers into his shoulder muscles, trying to grab onto as much of the meat as possible. Kyle releases my left nipple from his clutches and moves over to my right, kissing my chest in the process. Taking my shirt off, I look down at him as he adores my body, his tender touch taking note of every detail.
Wanting to change things up, I catch him off guard as I pull him up to kiss me. Mixing our saliva together, I turn us over, my body pressing down on him, my right breast exposed over his, the surge of electricity zapping from my body to his. With me on top now, I look down at him with complete desire in my eyes, the saliva in my mouth overflowing with eagerness to coat him.
My turn to worship him. I don't give him much time to react, moving from his lips to his neck to his chest, nibbling on his nipples as a revenge. The nubs were taunt from him standing in the cool hallway earlier, adding an excitement for me as I teethe the hard skin. Kyle moves to interrupt his excitement as he pulls off my shirt, stalling my ability to be mad about chest.
Moving down from his breasts, I kiss his abs passionately, licking the centerline of his chest as I travel down to his nearly exposed naval. Kyle bites his lips seductively now as I peck around his elastic band. His cock is stiff with blood now and, in its eagerness to be freed, presses against my neck. The crown's rubbing against the fabric sends further jolts of gratification to Kyle's brain, releasing more pheromones and testosterone.
Nuzzling his groin, I take in his funk, mouthing his cock in the process. The clothe shields his meat from me but the touch of my lips to his skin is still recognized in his brain, the cloth a mere obstruction to be overcome. Kyle tries to move his hands down to remove the boxers but I swat them away, forcing him to clench the bed in exhaustion.
His pre starts to wet the fabric, its growing circle expanding every time I play around with it. Moving away from his cock, I slide back up to the top of his band and playfully slide it down, taking a long, slow descent over his flesh. Kyle grips the bed as I leave him exposed to my wrath, his girth sprung up like fresh spring flowers.
This is the first time seeing it in the longest time but it looks like I remember it, bulging with veins left and right, its half foot length commanding respect and domination. Pressing my lips to the side of it, I kiss down to his balls, his cock riding the side of my cheek up to my hairline. The smell of his balls strengthen me, causing me to slurp one of them into my mouth to play with as I move my right hand to stroke his meat.
Kyle screams out in frustration, "Turn around!" He knew he was getting close to coming, and with me complying it, made my job easier. Shifting to have my groin in his access, he furiously works to unlatch the buckle. Looking at his cock, I kiss the crown, and slowly wrap my lips around it. Taking it in slowly, I start my plunge towards his base. It is a race for Kyle as he labors over undoing my belt buckle, the stupid latch throwing him off.
Growling in irritation, he finally undoes it and rips open my jeans, exposing my boxers. I am now about halfway down his cock, wrapping my tongue around his stiff girth, my lips lubing up the flesh to ease the ride down. Kyle shreds my boxer's elastic as he heatedly heaves it down, exposing my rock hard cock to his face. Wasting not a single second, he envelops my crown, taking in my cock not slowly but in haste, his lips pressing down past the crown onto the vein filled flesh.
Being in the position that we are, it is easier to deep throat, me reaching his base first. I had to work to overcome the gag reflex but right as he applies pressure to my cock, I start to cough, the sudden application overloading my senses. Pulling the cock out from my throat, I take a small breather and enjoy the bliss that is overcoming my brain. Kyle cups my balls and plays with them as he slithers his tongue along the bulging cock.
Moving back to my savory sucker, I suck Kyle in, moving his cock to the back of my throat. His precum, mixed with my saliva, makes for an excellent lube as his crown presses against my gag reflex. Moving down, I suck down to his base, taking his full girth in completely. The covers of his bed have become all crumpled with our shifting and moving, our bodies contorting into an erotic 69 position.
Kyle works his fingers around my ass, one hand moving to finger me, his other cupping my balls and shifting them around. His mouth needs no help as he sucks and releases then sucks again my cock, my flesh starting to juice inside his cheeks, adding to his own saliva to create a special lube for him as he moves to deep throat me.
From the amount of pre that Kyle has leaked out, I can tell he is closer to coming, the vibration of his hips into my mouth becoming faster and faster. Pulling out from sucking, I reach down to suck on his balls; his cock oozes cum onto my chest. I take my cock from his lips and turn around to face him, turning him down to lie on top of him. "I want to see you when we cum."
He licks his lips, cleaning up my precum, then reaches up to kiss me. Our saliva, mixed already with each other's precum, makes for an interesting taste, the viscous flavoring erotic. We both shift our hips as we hump each other, our cocks rubbing their meaty flesh against each other, the two competing to see who can reach farther up the other's chest.
Kyle increases his tempo as he approaches his climax, his oozing cum becoming an erupting volcano, the hot cum spewing out of his penis like lava as it flies across our chests, only to be flattened out as he falls upon me to kiss me passionately. I wasn't too far behind, my orgasm arching my hips to push Kyle up off the bed, my cum spurting out in three separate streams. The grip of Kyle's hands against my shoulders as he had came adds to my excitement, some of my cum spurting onto his backside. My cock slips back into our messy creation, the cum forcing the two of us to stick together in an unbreakable bond.
"Oh god Chris that was AMAZING." Kyle heaves out as he nips my lip.
Brushing back his hair, I look at him in a relaxed bliss. "YOU are amazing."
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Man I love writing sex scenes. There is just something soo... erotic about them haha.
I hope that you enjoyed it. Let me know what you thought. This most likely will be my last chapter as I plan out Chris's sophomore year. I don't plan on being gone for too long, maybe a month at most.