Date: Sun, 6 Mar 2011 07:30:41 -0800 (PST)
From: Indian Horned <indianhorned@yahoo.com>
Subject: Helping Kyle Out

It was a cool spring evening when Brian was walking across campus. His hair
was still wet from the showers after swim practice, and he was wearing a
pair of jeans and a hoodie. His flip-flops flapped as he shuffled across
campus with Jenny right next to him.

Suddenly he heard someone yell, "Hey bro! Come up here and help me out."
Looking up, he saw Kyle up in his room in the frat house wearing nothing
but a towel, and dripping wet looking as if he'd just gotten out of the
shower after working out. "Hey Kyle, what's up?"

Kyle volleyed back, "Bro, I need some help. Wanna come upstairs for a bit?"
Brian shrugged at Jenny, and wondered what Kyle wanted. Jenny, clearly
attracted by what she saw, hollered, "Can I come up too, Kyle?" "Naah, send
Brian up, bit busy at the moment."

As Brian climbed up the stairs to Kyle's room, his thoughts started
wandering to thoughts about Kyle. He was the preternaturally handsome
campus stud. Sexy blond hair, blue eyes with a smooth handsome lean
body. He was popular too because of his decency, casual "aw-shucks"
attitude, and winning smile.

Brian knocked on the door and Kyle yelled out telling him to enter. "Wassup
dude?" Kyle had his back to the door, and was mussing with his hair in the
mirror as he said, "Yo bro! Need some help. Plus you're a fuckin' pledge so
get your ass in here." Brian grinned as he stepped in. "Shut that door."
Brian obliged as Kyle said, "Yo, start ironing that shirt over there,
pledge. Need it to go out later."

Brian groaned inwardly. Even though he had ironed shirts all his life, he
hated doing it. He tossed off his backpack into a corner, and grabbed the
board which was near the wall, and set it up. He plugged in the iron, and
as it was heating up, he placed the shirt on the board. To distract himself
from the task, he looked up at Kyle who was facing away from him. His eyes
drank in Kyle's lean muscled body, and his eyes couldn't help returning
again and again to Kyle's lean abs, and the white towel.

Kyle meanwhile was digging through his drawer for something, and his
muscles rippled as he kept searching. He shut the drawer in disgust when he
couldn't find it, and squatted down to a lower drawer. As he stretched his
hands, his muscles bulged and Brian's eyes widened. Kyle grabbed the stuff
he was looking for, and Brian noticed that it must've been Kyle's favorite
pair of boxers which he threw on top of the drawer after he stood up, and
kicked the drawer in disgust. Kyle turned around to notice Brian staring at
him. "What are you staring at, Brian? You're gonna burn a hole through my
abs. You a fag or somethin'?

Brian blushed hard, and stammered, "No, Kyle. You're fucking ripped man. I
need to start working out with you or something."

Kyle grinned his famously winning smile that nobody could resist, and
blurted, "Yeah, kid, you do. You don't have a bad body. Get you nice and
muscular in no time." He then flexed his abs, and asked, "You wanna feel
these?"

Brian desperately wanted to but he just said, "Naah, I'm good". "Go on bro,
check them out", Kyle insisted, and Brian figured it would be fine since he
had to be talked into it. He stopped ironing the shirt, and stepped around
the board with a grin, "OK, you crazy fucker." He ran one finger up and
down Kyle's abs. "Hard as iron, bro."

Kyle laughed, "Oh fer cryin' out loud, feel them properly with your palm."
Brian grinned wider, and rubbed his hand over Kyle's body.

"You like that, huh?"

Brian stepped back, and said, "Great abs, Kyle. I bet Jenny would like
them."

"She's not the only one, pledge!"

Brian stepped back to his ironing, and just muttered, "Yeah, probably not
Kyle. All the girls want to get with you."

"Not just the girls", Kyle lobbied back with a wink.

Brian laughed nervously, and set himself to the task of making Kyle's shirt
as crisp as possible. "You're going to be one handsome stud in this shirt,
Kyle."

Kyle smiled winningly, and flexed for Brian. "You want to check out the
guns, bro?"

"Naah, Kyle, why do you want me to feel you? We both know you're stronger
than me."  Kyle laughed as he turned away, "Now iron that shirt, kid." He
walked back to the mirror over the dresser, and started mussing with his
wet hair.

"I've finished your shirt, Kyle", Brian said, as he held up the shirt with
on a hanger that he grabbed off the floor. "Looks good doesn't it?"

"Great job, pledge. That's a really crisp shirt."

Kyle grabbed his yellow boxers off the drawer, and dropped his white towel.

Brian's eyes went wide, "Fuck, Kyle. You're hung like a horse on my
grandparents' farm. Shit, dude!"

Kyle laughed out loud. "You've never seen a big one before, Brian? It's not
even hard!"

Brian stared hard and his mouth gaped open just the slightest bit. "Not
like that, you fucker! No wonder the girls talk about you."

"Bet you never saw a thick uncut one before either, huh?"

Brian shook his head.

"Dude, your eyes are wider than a drunken bitch at a frat party. Come on
over", he beckoned. Brian hesitated, and Kyle barked out loud, "Come right
here, you pledgee fuck."

Brian walked over nervously, "You serious, man?"

Kyle smiled that famous winning smile of his again, "Yeah dude, it's no big
deal. Go on touch my soft horse cock. Take it in your hand."

Brian blushed and whispered, "You serious?"

"Just do it, bro. It's no big deal."

Brian took it delicately in his hand, and grasped it gently. "Wow, it's
warm."

Kyle smacked Brian playfully, "Told ya, it was no fuckin' big deal, kid."

Brian let go of Kyle's thick cock. "Aah, fucker." He laughed and stepped
back nervously.

"Bro, chill out."

"I am", said Brian with an edge in his voice.

"You liked touching it, didn't you? Be honest, dude."

Brian blushed as he shook his head.

"You wanna touch it again?"

Brian replied nervously with hesitation, "Do you want me to, Kyle?"

"Go on. It's cool bro."

Brian shrugged and stepped forward again, and gripped Kyle's cock again,
"Fuck, Kyle, this is a big dick."

Kyle grabbed Brian in a friendly buddy hug, smiled at him, and said, "Bro,
you love this horse cock, don't you?"

"Wish mine were that big", said Brian while he gently squeezed Kyle's cock.

Kyle moaned gently from the stimulation.

Brian grinned when he saw that Kyle was actually enjoying it, "You like
that?" He squeezed a little harder and muttered, "Fucking thick cock."

"Yo bro, shut off that iron, or the whole place will be up in flames."

"Shit." Brian let go of the cock hesitantly, and ran over to shut the
iron. He put away the board, hung up the crisp shirt, and blurted "Sorry,
Kyle."

Kyle laughed and grinned wide, "You just got distracted by my horse pole."
He walked over and grabbed Brian again in a buddy hug, "And my abs."

Brian laughed nervously again, "Shit, Kyle. Now what?"

"You like what you see, bro. Go on grab it."

Brian needed no more encouragement this time, and he grabbed the cock
quickly which had started plumping up from the attention given to
it. "Shit, how big is it gonna get, Kyle?"

"I'll show you, kid" said Kyle, stepping back, and pulling on his own cock
until it was stiff as a rod, veins sticking out with the foreskin still
covering the head.

"You're fucking hung. And you have veins that stick out like your muscles,
Kyle."

Kyle just grinned, "You'd been staring at that white towel forever,
Brian. Thought you were gonna burn my horse cock up with your laser eyes."

Brian looked down with an embarrassed smile, "Yeah."

"Fuck, kid, all this horsing around has made me horny."

Brian got nervous again suddenly, and his voice cracked as he blurted out,
"What do you want, Kyle?"

Kyle drawled in that sexy languid way of his, "You wanna help me out, bro?
It can be our little secret."  "If you want me to. I'm a pledge, remember."

"Lock the door first", was Kyle's only reply, "and get back in here to help
me out."

Brian scurried back after his assignment, and took Kyle's rod in his
hand. He nervously and gently started jacking Kyle off. Kyle grabbed Brian
by both of his shoulders, and pushed him down gently but firmly. Brian
nervously mouthed a "fuck" while he went down on his knees.

"Help a bro out. Just take it in your mouth for a bit."

Brian started licking over the head, and then opened his mouth and took the
head in.  "Fuck that feels so good, you pledgee fuck", groaned Kyle. He
gripped Brian's head hard with his muscular hands and shoved half his cock
down Brian's throat, and held it there with his firm grip. His arms were
tense and muscles bulging as he held Brian's head in place. His nipples,
about the size of quarters stood out, as Brian moved his mouth up and down
the shaft, glad to finally enjoy Kyle's body, and give him the pleasure
that he wanted. He lapped at the head of the cock, rolled his tongue around
the head, and took the cock down into his throat.

"You're a born cocksucker, kid. Never had one that this good," Kyle
grunted. "Run your hands up my abs and chest." Brian was glad to oblige and
he rubbed Kyle's hard chest and pecs, and started playing with his nipples
which were the size of erasers. Kyle arched his back as the feelings from
his cock raced up and down his spine. He shoved his throat deep into
Brian's mouth and held it there. Brian choked some but he took it
willingly, glad to see that his hero was enjoying himself. He tilted his
head so see Kyle's reaction only to see that Kyle had his sexy face thrown
back with his eyes closed while he let out a slow guttural grunt of
ecstacy.

Kyle started thrusting hard while holding Brian's head in a vice-like
grip. "Fucking amazing, pledge. You suck cock better than anyone." Kyle was
not known for having a quick trigger but the feelings that Brian aroused in
his cock were bringing him to a quick simmer. He could barely control
himself as he fucked the pledgee's mouth with long deep strokes.

Kyle held Brian's head firmly as he thrust deep and released himself. The
cum was copious and Brian struggled to hold it. "Swallow it, boy", said
Kyle and Brian took a deep gulp and let it all down his throat. Kyle fucked
Brian's mouth to get the last few bits of pleasure out.

"Fuckin' awesome, dude. You're better than any chick", said Kyle as he
pulled his thick cock out of Brian's mouth. He lifted him with his strong
hands, and gave him a quick buddy kiss on his cheeks. He grabbed Brian's
crotch, and found that he was hard. "My horse cock got you horny, huh?"

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