Rob's Life - "Lunch with Kyle"
Well, let's get straight to the sex this time. Nothing new or different, but I was woken up at 6am this morning with my dick in someone's mouth. Now there's nothing at all unusual about this for me, as this is how Kyle wakes me up every morning. Billy sometimes gets jealous of this, so he has occasionally conspired with his brother (I call them brothers even though there is no relation, just because it's easier than saying "my other boyfriend". That's like a man calling his wife "my baby's mother") to wake me up at the same time. He's so sweet about it, he'll just start licking my lips, and while I'm still asleep I automatically start to stick my tongue out, and then he sucks on it for me until I pull it back in, then he licks them again until I once again stick out my tongue for him to suck on it, and by the third time I'm normally awake. Meanwhile Kyle has creeped up under the covers from the bottom of the bed and is tonguing the underside of my dick and working the head trying to coax out my morning cum.
The reason why Billy doesn't suck my dick in the morning is because Billy doesn't take my piss. He doesn't swallow it, he just lets me piss on him. Sometimes he takes Kyle's bottles from the fridge and pours them on himself in the shower or outside when he goes running (then he really reeks when he returns!). Kyle will continue my morning blowjob until I've grunted and thrust and cum in his mouth, and then as soon as I have he continues holding my dick in his mouth laying on his stomach between my legs and stays as precisely still as he can. He's waiting for me to piss directly into his mouth. He can take an all out ocean of piss straight into his stomach as quickly as I can put it out, even one of those huge beer pisses, he takes all of it. I'm not a big beer drinker, but I know he can do it, so my morning one usually isn't too bad, although he does say it's a little worse than the others of the day because it's more concentrated.
So he just holds me in his mouth trying to not make me hard and not to pull off while he gets my piss. If he spills any, I'm not a dick about it, because honestly I'm never a dick, but it's his mess and he better clean it off. I only do pissplay outside, in their beds, in the kitchen or in the shower, never in my room.
Now of course when he blows me it's in my room because I usually sleep in my bed, but not always, and I didn't always trust him. I used to wake up, go into their room, the "dorm" room, wake up one of them make him blow me, then piss in Kyle. But since I've seen that he can take practically a liter at a time, I trust him to do it in my bed, and so far he's only spilled any one time and that was only because he had the hiccups and one hit him while he was doing it. But as I said, I'm not an asshole, and instead of pounding his ass or withholding my dick, I just made him clean it up, lap up what he could, clean the sheets, and really scrub down the mattress. He missed a day of work for it.
LOL. "This note is to explain that Kyle could not come to work yesterday as he spilled some of his boyfriend's piss and had to work all day to clean it up or else he wasn't getting fucked last night. Please excuse his tardiness." For all of those who asked, Kyle has a degree in pharmacy, and makes as much as I do. Bastard. Billy is a business major.
So anyway I got my morning Kyle blowjob and a spectacular kiss from Billy who said to me this morning like he always does "How you feeling handsome man?" before kissing me and offering me his mouth to tonguefuck. I checked my email and headed out to work, and when I got here, I got a message on AIM from one of the guys who sent me an email telling me how much he liked the stuff I'd written about.
I'd chatted with him before, he's 20yo, dark hair, olive skin, 6'2", 190lbs, built really nice in a lanky jockish body and he gets off on dudes who look like me with my kind of attitude, he even has a girlfriend who knows nothing of what he wants.
He's an online guy, and I've never met online guys, the thought actually makes me a little nervous, and he mentioned to me that he's going to double his trips to the gym so he can try and get bigger for me. Isn't he sweet?
I was thinking about offering him a deal. something like, if you can maintain the same level of body fat and put on 25lbs. of muscle (keep the same bodyfat) I'll give you a nut in your mouth. LOL. Now this doesn't mean I'd do this for everyone or even for him, but it is an interesting thought isn't it? I'd want to make it almost impossible, but not totally impossible. I mean everyone needs something to strive for. And if you saw his picture you'd know he has the kind f body that could easily put on the necessary weight, he's not like me, who's relatively lanky and who's metabolism is so fast he can't gain weight. He has a beautiful jock frame that could easily stand added muscular weight.
I'll let you guys know what happens.
Of course the other big reason I'm writing is because I just fucked 30 minutes ago. At the advice of a buddy of mine, who happens to be a bottom no less, I called up Kyle at home who has today off and told him to come to where I work. It's a long drive, just over an hour, but he made it here by 11:30.
I work in a small firm and actually today there was almost no one here, just one of the junior accountants and the girl who answers the phones, everyone else was either out on site, out sick, or away on vacation, so I took Kyle who showed up wearing a backwards ball cap, and A|X t- shirt and jeans into the conference room and told him I was in the mood to fuck and right then I was in the mood to fuck him.
His face lit up with a huge smile and he just hugged me and told me he loved me. I was sitting down on one of the chairs of the conference table, which are huge and with arms, and he came over to me and put his knees on either side of me kissing me and stroking my hair with his hands for a moment before undoing my belt and pulling my zipper down. He was about to kneel on the floor and go down on me when I said, "No. No sucking. I said I wanted to fuck."
He grinned and nodded at me and turned around, standing in front of me and slid his jeans over his ass, exposing his hole and the band of his jockstrap (I make them both wear it remember?) He spit on his hands and reached back gripping my cock and put his other hand on my knee, guiding himself onto me.
Now normally when I fuck I prefer the bottom to just lay there and take what I give him, but this time I was the one who was laying there, not because I really wanted to but because it was almost impossible for me to fuck and thrust more than in inch into him unless he was also moving. He bounced on my dick while I let loose on him with my mouth, pushing my hands up under his shirt and digging my nails into his back, all the while calling him, "My favorite cunt". He really was a piece of beautiful ass today. He pounded himself on me until he came, and I know he came because I felt his ass clamp down on me in that spastic vice grip like it normally does when he cums while being fucked. And no, he wasn't jerking off, he was using his hands to balance himself, and I was using my feet and one of my hands to keep the chair (which had wheels) from moving.
After maybe 20 minutes of fucking I felt my balls churning and I cracked my nuts into his hole. Then I told him to get off, and when he did, I saw my load start to leak out of him for a split second before he pulled his pants up. I told him he should go to the bathroom and clean up. He said he would in a minute, after I was clean.
He got down on his knees and put my smelly dick in his mouth, tongued me clean, even deep throated me for a good five minutes before being satisfied that I was clean before he stopped. Then he went to the bathroom and I started to eat the lunch he'd brought me. Soon enough he returned, grabbed his lunch (he visited me under the pretense of bringing me lunch. Did I mention that? Although it wasn't a pretense, he really did bring us lunch.) and started eating.
We talked about everyday stuff, and I told him about the jock who wants to put on weight for me. He thought it was a good idea, but I did detect a hint of jealousy in his reaction, and just as he left, he turned to me and said to me, "I think that I should bring you lunch more often."
"Maybe," I told him. We kissed a loving kiss, and then he left, and I went back to my office to write all this down.
: ) Rob