Date: Sat, 28 Jun 2008 21:52:50 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Alexander <jbalexander29@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Night With Kyle Part 1

THIS STORY IS A COPYRIGHT OF JB ALEXANDER (jbalexander29@yahoo.com)

DISCLAIMER: While this is not a work of fiction the names, places, and some
details have been changed to protect, well me I guess.

This is a story about the night I did something I never thought I would
do...

       First, I should tell you about myself, my name is John and unlike
most stories you read on this site I won't be going into detail about how
muscular, well-endowed, or rich I am.  This is a true story and I will keep
to that by saying I am pretty average in almost every way physically.  I
hardly would stand out in a crowd of a bunch of white guys that's for
sure. For those who have to have the stats I am twenty-nine, five foot
eleven, one hundred-sixty pounds, brown hair and brown eyes, text book
average.  I live in North Carolina and work in the banking industry and own
a pretty nice townhome near the city.  I would say I do alright for myself
financially but not so well that I could turn down a request from a friend
to rent the spare room in my house.  Had I known the trouble that would
bring into my life I would have turned her down or on second thought,
perhaps I wouldn't have.

	It all happened on a Tuesday night in April of this year.  I was
looking forward to this night for a couple of weeks because I was going out
to celebrate a co-workers birthday with other people from the office.  I
was the perfect opportunity for me to take this girl I had been dating out
and hopefully wake up at her place the next morning.  I got home from work
that day and noticed that my roomie was home and had her fourteen year old
son Kyle with her.  I should explain that she doesn't have custody of her
son for reasons I don't fully understand and won't elaborate on.  Suffice
it to say the courts saw fit to give her visitation for one day a week, not
exactly a ringing endorsement of her parental abilities.  Tuesday is not
her normal day for having her son but seeing as I was not planning on be
home that evening I didn't mind.  I left the two of them by themselves and
got ready for the evening and at 7:30 I left to meet the party at a local
restaurant.

	The party was a blast.  It was almost everything you want at an
office gathering, people having fun, people getting drunk, and then people
telling other people what they really think of them, great stuff.  I said
it was almost everything because at the end of the night it ended up being
a bust for me.  The girl I was dating had arranged to meet me at the party
by coming with her roommate who worked in the same office as me; this is
how we met in the first place.  She got there first and she and her
roommate proceeded to get drunk and drunk fast.  Well, getting drunk is not
the problem, in fact it was an objective, but getting drunk too fast turned
out to kill the evening for me.  She and her roommate were asked to leave
the restaurant by the management and their girlfriends insisted that they
be the ones to escort them home, no doubt protecting their virtue from the
likes of me.  That left me the odd man out so I stumbled home slightly
drunk and very disappointed.

	When I arrived home it was very late and the house was dark.
Assuming that Kyle was sleeping on the couch in the living room I went up
the stairs without turning on the lights went into my room undressed and
slipped into bed, passing out.  I awoke sometime later when I was disturbed
by something in the bed with me.  I looked over and saw that Kyle was lying
next to me asleep.  My roomie, knowing that I had plans to be gone all
night, must have told Kyle he could sleep in my room rather than suffer the
couch which was decidedly less comfortable than my bed.

	The light from a street lamp filtered through the shutters to
illuminate the pale smooth skin of his face and chest.  Like me he had
chosen to sleep in only his boxer shorts.  Kyle was, at the time, fourteen
and had a smooth complexion that I would have given anything for at his
age.  He had brown hair and brown eyes and stood five feet five inches and
weighed approximately one hundred-twenty pounds.  Looking at him in the
light I noticed just how cute he was.  I knew from his mother that he was
popular with the girls in his class and I could see why.  There was an
unassuming quality to him that made him sexy somehow.

	My gaze slowly traveled down his exposed chest so I could see it
rise and fall with the breaths of a deep sleep.  Then my gaze came to the
edge of the bed sheet where it lay just over his boxer shorts.  As I stared
intensely, trying to discern the bulge of his groin beneath the sheet, I
began to get hard.  It had been months since I last had sex and the nights
failed conquest only aggravated the situation.  This combined with the fact
I was still slightly drunk and he was so close at hand probably had a lot
to do with my decision.

	Life altering decisions can be started by making seemingly small
ones; in this case I decided I was simply going to have a look to see how
far along Kyle had developed.  I had never before been attracted to a man
let alone a boy of fourteen but that fact mattered little to my erect cock
straining against my boxers.  Slowly I reached over and pulled the sheet
down and off the sleeping boy.  Pausing to make sure he was still deep
asleep, which he was, I then gently lay my hand on his belly.  There I kept
it for one, five, maybe ten minutes.  Time seemed to have no meaning as I
lay there with my hand upon the boy.  Then slowing I reached down and
pushed the tips of my fingers under the waistband of his shorts.  Listening
to the sounds of his breathing confirmed that Kyle remained undisturbed and
so I pushed the fingers of my other hand under his shorts.  After adjusting
myself on the bed I then carefully pulled his boxers down below his waist
and let them rest around his knees, exposing his genitals to the weak light
streaming in from the outside.  Unable to contain my own erection I removed
my own shorts and sat there, naked, over him looking at his cock and balls.

	The penis and balls of a teen boy are a sight to see and his were
beautiful.  Now objectively speaking there was nothing unusual or special
about his penis but it was special to me. The motions of my hands had had
an effect on Kyle and his cock was fully erect.  It stood out from a small
patch of short brown pubic hair at a length of just under five inches.  He
was cut and the shaft was curved and somewhat skinny in proportion to the
mushroom shaped head; given time it will thicken after it has reached its
adult length.  Below his cock was a large, for his age anyway, set of
balls.  His scrotum was completely smooth. In fact with the exception of
the small patch of pubic hair he was completely devoid of any body hair.
My own cock was dripping pre-cum and I was utterly convinced that Kyle was
without a doubt the sexiest human on the planet.

	Kyle then moved his sleeping position from his side to his back,
the perfect position for what was to come next.  Emboldened by his failure
to stir before I reached out and took his cock in my hand, I felt his cock
jump as I wrapped my fingers around it and slowly I began to masturbate
him.  With my other hand I explored the rest of his body, massaging his
balls in their pouch and reaching underneath him to probe the crack of his
ass with my fingers.  Overcome with my desire I bent over and took his cock
in my mouth all the way to the base.  I breathed in his scent as his pubic
hairs tickled my nose.  Quickly I began to bob up and down on his shaft
while sucking at the same time.  Even though I had never sucked cock before
I had be a recipient of plenty of blowjobs and the motion came naturally.
I guess it's true that some people are born cocksuckers.  I kept up my oral
ministration varying it only to suck his smooth balls into my mouth and to
roll around the head of his cock with my tongue.  Kyle soon began to
respond to this onslaught on his dick.  I heard his breathing become
shallow and much quicker and felt his belly flutter against my forehead.
Then he began jerking his hips pumping his cock deeper into my mouth.
Suddenly I felt his cock throb and tasted his boy cum as it shot from his
dick into my waiting mouth.

	I had been to Las Vegas earlier that year and had a very expensive
meal and a fine dining establishment.  Nothing that I ate there could match
the exquisite taste of cum from a teen boy.  It was slightly salty to taste
while at the same time being very sweet and pure.  It was not as thick as
cum from a grown man; in fact it was a little watery.  While I would like
to claim he shot what seemed like gallons down my throat he in fact only
ejaculated about half the load of an adult.  Still I was in heaven and I
laid back down beside him, savoring the taste of his essence on my tongue.
Needing release I took his left hand and placed it on my cock.  Like and
infant to a parents finger he instinctively wrapped his fingers and hand
around the shaft of my seven inch cock.  Using my own hand to move his I
pumped his fist up and down my dick and after a very short time I erupted
shooting my cum all over my face, chest, and belly.  With the pungent scent
of my semen filling the room I got up and cleaned myself off with several
tissues. I then retrieved my shorts and after putting them on made sure to
pull Kyle's shorts back up to his waist.  I then got back under the covers
and fell asleep spent and satisfied.


END PART 1

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