Date: Sat, 5 Jul 2008 20:25:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: John Alexander <jbalexander29@yahoo.com>
Subject: My Night With Kyle Part 2

THIS STORY IS 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 continuation of "My Night with Kyle"



	In the weeks that followed the night I slept with Kyle, the
fourteen year old son of my roommate, and I spent a lot of time thinking
about what happened.  For about the first week or so I was scared that the
police would burst into my office and haul me away as a child molester.
After nothing happened I figured that Kyle either wasn't going to tell
anyone or, more likely, had slept through the whole thing. I didn't see
Kyle because his mom had him during the day when I was at work and I
resigned myself to the fact it was a onetime thing.  Gradually I thought
about Kyle less and devoted my energy to work and found and outlet for my
new interest in the Nifty website.

	On a Friday afternoon a month later I had just got home from work
when my doorbell rang.  I answered the door to find Kyle and his dad there.
Kyle's father explained to me that he had plans to leave town for a day
with his wife and would be back on Saturday night.  He had arranged to
switch visitation day with my roommate so he could go and she could get him
for an extra half day.  My roommate wasn't scheduled to get off work for
another two hours so I told them it would be fine if he left him there with
me.  Kyle father left and Kyle took his overnight bag into the living room
and turned on my Xbox360.  After playing Grand Theft Auto IV for a couple
of hours I called my roommate to find out when she was coming home and she
didn't answer.  An hour later I tried calling her again and this time one
of her friends answered.  It turned out that she had forgot that she had
Kyle for the night and the next day and she instead went out with her
friends for the night.  They had gone to a concert that night and my
roommate asked if I could stay with Kyle that night and she would be back
as soon as she could the next morning.  I did have plans to go out that
night but I quickly cancelled them in anticipation of spending another
night with Kyle.

	For the next few hours we spent the time playing video games,
watching TV, and making crude jokes at each other's expense.  Finally it
came time to go to bed.  The entire night I had tried to figure out a way
to get Kyle in my bed but had failed to think of any.  As I prepared for
bed Kyle was getting himself situated on the couch for the night.  Now he
could have stayed the night in his mom's room but she had stripped the bed
and put the sheets in the laundry before she left for work that day.  That
gave me an idea and I went to the living room and played the only card I
had to play.

"Hey man," I said to Kyle "I'm really sorry you have to sleep on the couch
tonight but besides my bed it's the only place you can sleep" hoping that
he would get the hint.

"If it's okay with you JB I really don't like sleeping on the couch could I
sleep in the bed with you?" Kyle looked up at me expectantly as he said it
as though he knew what I was going to ask before I asked it.

"Ok go get ready for bed and I'll be in shortly" I told him as I went to
the bathroom.

Kyle went into my room while I was in the bathroom and I stared at myself
in the mirror trying to calm my nerves.  I could hardly contain my
excitement, an opportunity I thought would only come once was once again
presenting itself and I hoped that I wouldn't blow it.  I left the bathroom
and entered into my darkened bedroom and slipped underneath the sheets
beside Kyle.

	I lay there for an hour, lying on my side with my back to the boy,
concentrating on my breathing and pretending to be asleep.  Slowly I rolled
over and looked at Kyle lying on his back.  I had left the bathroom door
open a bit and light from the nightlight spilled into the room through the
crack between the door and the sill.  It was just enough light to cast a
warm glow on his features.  I there admiring his chest; watching as it rose
and fell in rhythm with his breathing as he slept.  What a wonderful stage
of development.  His chest and shoulders had just started to broaden, his
upper torso beginning to form the classic V-shape as it tapered down to his
waist.  His pectoral muscles began to show some definition and his nipples
were somewhat puffy and a slightly darker shade of red than that of his
lips.  His abdomen was flat, still covered by a vestigial layer of baby
fat, hiding the developing musculature underneath. Covering it all was a
veneer of tan skin smooth as silk.  The tone of his skin was slightly
darker than the last time I saw it suggesting to me that he had been
spending time out in the sun, shirtless, no doubt playing basketball or
swimming.  The thought of it alone caused me to shudder.  Confident from my
previous experience I took the sheet and threw it back exposing the rest of
his body.

	I was stunned.  Instead of seeing the bulge of his developing
boyhood covered by the thin cotton layer of his boxer shorts; he lay there
exposed, naked with his briefs bunched down around his ankles.  That little
bastard, he knew!  The whole time before he was awake only pretending to be
asleep just as he was no doubt pretending to be now, I was both terrified
and excited. Not only had Kyle not been disturbed by our previous
activities he wanted more as evidenced by his throbbing erection.  I looked
at him again this time with the knowledge that he was merely pretending to
sleep.  His breathing had become more noticeably rapid and I swear I could
see his heart beating through his chest.  I knew he was awake and he had to
know that I knew but he wanted to pretend otherwise and for now I was
willing to let him.

	As obvious as it was that he wanted to get a blow job (and really
who could blame him, I mean what fourteen year old wouldn't want to get
sucked off) I wasn't going to accommodate him quite yet.  Instead I took
his balls in my hand and began to roll the two small orbs between my
fingers.  The skin of his scrotum was loose and smooth and fit perfectly in
the cup of my hand.  Kyle responded to my massaging spreading his legs a
little and lifting his hips off the bed in pleasure.  Quickly I slid my
left hand under his ass.  Using my right hand placed on the outside of his
right hip I pressed down while simultaneously pressing up on his left ass
cheek.  This had the desired effect as Kyle was flipped onto his stomach,
revealing the perfectly smooth twin hemispherical globes of his ass.

	Now with both of my hands I rubbed the velvet skin of his ass
cheeks.  I then spread his legs apart giving me greater access and
separated his two halves showing the dusty pink ring of his anus.  Now I
could feel Kyle tensing under my hands, nervous and wary of what was to
come.

"Trust me" I whispered to him, "you are going to enjoy this"

I then lowered my face to his most secret of places and lightly brushed my
tongue across his puckered hole.  It was like touching the tip of your
tongue to a nine volt battery, electricity rippled across the inside of my
mouth and my tongue tingled with the spicy sweet taste of his inner
sanctum.  The result had no less an impact on him as his sphincter spasmed
causing his anal ring to open and close.  I thrusted my tongue deep within
him and wiggled it around while breathing in his musty scent.  Kyle writhed
under the oral onslaught and gasped in pleasure as I tongue fucked his
incredibly tight ass.  I desperately wanted to fuck him but I knew he
wasn't ready for that yet so I reluctantly left his butt and licked his
perineum as I flipped him back over.  Kyle was now on his back when I
sucked both of his balls into my mouth.  Rolling them around in my mouth I
tasted the saltiness of his sweat while his straining cock left a trail of
precum on my cheek as it brushed across my face.  I was done teasing him so
I engulfed his five inch dick in my mouth just in time to have him shoot
his load down my throat.

	Having satisfied the young lad I lay back down beside him and as
before placed his left hand on my cock.  This time however, he needed no
prompting, and he began to stoke my dick on his own.  His technique was
good for a fourteen year old; stroking my cock and rubbing the head and
even pausing to play with my balls.  By this time I was incredibly turned
on and precum was flowing from the tip of my dick.  He must have thought I
had cum and stopped jerking me off.

"Keep going" I begged, "Faster, I haven't cum yet"

He started back up again faster this time and soon I was ready to blow my
wad.  I turned onto my side and shot my load all over his chest and
stomach.  Using his hand I milked the last drops of semen from my cock and
watched as my cum ran down his hand and wrist onto the sheets. I lay there
for awhile in post climactic bliss then got up and cleaned Kyle off with a
hand cloth from the bathroom.  I swear I saw a furtive smile flicker across
his face as I cleaned him off.  I lay back in bed wondering where to go
with this thing next, knowing that Kyle must be thinking similar thoughts
as he lay there on top of sheets soaked with my semen, and I fell asleep.



There will be one more part to this story and I will post it as soon as I
can.  Thanks to everyone who has emailed me their support.

JB ALEXANDER (jbalexander29@yahoo.com)