Kyle
He was tall, muscular, smooth skinned, and hot stuff....thats what the girls in school called him. The guys called him stud, and he'd smile and tell stories about his dates all the time.
Everyone thought he was getting blown and laid every weekend, and based on the cock he had, I thought it was all true. In the locker room his long meaty cock was usually half hard, and I wanted to reach out and do things to it....I didnt know exactly what, but I knew I wanted to touch it at least.
The gang was cleaning out an empty lot as a civic service project one Saturday, and Kyle was making me very horny working while wearing only his shorts. The sun was reflecting off his sweat shined skin. Of course the rest of us were dressed the same way, but it was Kyle that caught my eye.
I managed to work next to him. We talked, kidded, and threw weeds at each other and in general horsed around. During one rough house wrestling match the bunch of us were in a pile and I felt someone grabbing my butt .... as we got up, I looked at Kyle and he winked at me. I didnt know why..but began to fantasize it was him who grabbed my butt.
Late in the afternoon, the accident occurred. I swung a sickle and cut my leg pretty bad...the blood gushed, and nobody seemed to know what to do. Kyle helped me to his car and we were going to the hospital. I told him I didnt want to go there, so he took me to his house.
A cold compress soon stopped the bleeding. I began to relax...fearing the worse from the wound. Kyle began to wash the dried blood off my legs and seemed to be enjoying it. I just sat there doing what he told me. When he pulled my shorts down, I stood obediently...they had some blood on them too. He washed my thighs, and stomach...and wiped the tip of my cock...which immediately got hard.
I blushed but Kyle said for me not to sweat it. He took my shorts and put them in the sink to soak...leaving me naked except for my shoes and socks.
He stripped naked too and just walked around the room showing me things he had on his shelves. My eyes darted between whatever he showed me and his cock. It was half hard as usual and swung as he moved.
I asked him if he wasnt nervous being like that and he said he loved being naked...and stayed that way whenever he could. He lay on his bed and took out some magazines which he began to show me. There were photos of girls sucking guys, and even guys fucking guys. His cock got real hard and so did mine.
Kyle told me I had to pay him back for helping me and I thought about the photos...I tried to act like a wise stud and said he would probably tell the guys about it so sit on it.
He laughed at me...then waved his cock and looked into my eyes telling me to sit on this. His voice was quiet, strong, serious, and coaxing.
I moved to the bed and put my hand into the jar he held up for me. Without really knowing what to do, I put some of the goo on his hard cock. I was actually wrapping my hand around that cock I had so long wanted to touch. He groaned as I moved my hand around it...just like I had learned to do to my own cock.
He muttered for me to hurry before he shot...I moved into position and held his cock as I lowered my buns. It pressed between my buttocks, then hurt as it forced open my asshole. I gasped.
Kyle looked into my eyes and smiled. His hands were on my bare thighs and stroking me...his quiet voice told me to go slow and enjoy it. I relaxed and felt myself sink down on his cock.
Kyles hands were on my own cock and balls now...feeling them, stroking them, massaging them. It felt so wonderful...I recalled a fantasy of Kyle and me in the school locker room in front of the other guys. Kyle was taking me and holding my body in his grasp while he stuck his cock in my ass. The guys were watching and cheering us onward.
I felt his pubic hair against my ass. Kyles cock was deeply buried up my asshole. Kyle told me what to do next...flexing my ass muscles. The first time it felt so good, I almost shot my load...then he told me to keep doing it.
It was slow at first then a regular rhythm began and I was sliding on his cock...and realized his greasing hands were jerking off my cock in the same rhythm.
I looked down at him...his eyes were closed...his mouth was muttering,...his chest was heaving and glowing with sweat. I looked down at my cock...my own body was streaked with sweat. I imagined what the two of us looked like on Kyles bed. Me sitting on his naked body, with his hand holding my cock.
Then things kind of blanked out, and I heard both of our voices yelling and my body was jumping all over his. The explosion felt like someone had squeezed me like a toothpaste tube.
I fell off Kyle...his body was covered iwth my cum...his cock popped out of my asshole and I saw his cum still oozing out of its tips. My hand milked it dry making Kyle jump more.
We lay there catching our breath. The shower we shared was hot, and his soapy hands all over my body felt warm, secure, and wonderful. His body felt as wonderful as I had always dreamed about. And as we faced each other pulling on each others cocks, our bodies rocked and exploded again leaving us tired.
The following Monday, I walked into the shower and heard Kyle talking about the date he had Saturday...he described the girl who actually climbed on top of him and milked him dry.
He smiled at me as I came in. I listened with the rest of them, laughed and taunted.
As Kyle left, he looked back and said he hoped hed have even hotter times to tell us all about....
I looked directly into those eyes, and answered Im sure you will Kyle you stud.
And he did.