Date: Sun, 6 Apr 2014 14:32:01 -0500
From: Jarrod Holiway <jdylanh9@gmail.com>
Subject: Kyle (Part 6)

Kyle and I Add Dave

This is the sixth installment of the Kyle series.

	I awoke the next morning feeling like a new person. After Kyle
provided me with the earth-shattering orgasm the previous night I passed
the fuck out. I was completely drained physically, emotionally, and
mentally. The first thing I noticed when I awoke was Kyle was still
sleeping soundly. God, he was so fucking gorgeous. The second thing I
noticed was the feeling of soreness in my ass. I know it sounds strange for
a gay guy to say this but I had honestly never inserted anything into my
ass before. It wasn't a bad pain per se it was just noticeable.

	I had to piss. I didn't want to get up. I loved looking at Kyle
while he was sleeping. He was so gorgeous and at peace and
angelic. However, my bladder doesn't care about love. I got out of bed as
slowly and cautiously as possible and I succeeded in not waking Kyle. I
emptied my bladder and just thought to myself, how lucky I was.  Here I
was, in college (doing pretty well) living with the love of my life. I
didn't have any problems at all.

	Lost in my thoughts at the toilet I didn't even notice Kyle creep
up behind me and grab my throat from behind. I will never understand his
fascination with my throat but I love it. It made me feel so possessed by
him. Since I trusted him implicitly I didn't mind the idea of him
possessing me. "Are you up for a little morning action?" He asked me.

"You bet your ass I am." I replied giddy as a schoolgirl.

"I think you mean your ass." He said.

"I am a little sore stud. Would you be satiated with a nice, long, slow
blowjob?" I asked.

	"Ohhh, I don't know. I guess beggars can't be choosers. I don't
want to do anything that hurts you, but fucking your ass was so good. I
know you liked it too. I have to tell you, I think we are going to be doing
a lot of that." The whole time Kyle was talking he was rubbing my body. He
started at my throat of course then he moved his open hands slowly down my
chest; rubbed and played with my nipples. He pressed his own naked body up
against my back. I could feel his hot breath on my neck and my right ear.

	I was melting right into him. I could just feel his half hard dick
rubbing up against the crack of my ass. I loved it when my nipples were
played with it. I am not into pain by any means; but you know just a little
tug or pinch here and there never hurt anybody. I did want to get fucked by
Kyle this morning more than anything. I figured the soreness was going to
be there whether I let Kyle fuck me again or not so I elected to go for
it. "I think my ass is feeling much better stud; and I did hear once that
cum has soothing qualities for sore throats and sore asses."

	"Oh, you little cock tease. You were going to let me fuck you all
along. I have to take my morning piss. How about you go break out the lube,
get yourself ready and lie face down on the bed. I am going to fucking own
you this morning." He said it in a commanding tone and took a handful of my
muscular ass and squeezed-squeezed hard.

	Filled with excitement and lust I broke out the lube and squirted a
bunch on my fingers and started applying them to my ass. It was indeed a
little sore but the soreness was dissipating with the lube. I had two
fingers in my ass and was moving them in and out with a rotating motion. I
was starting to feel pretty loosened up but I know I was still going to be
way tight for Kyle. I decided to not go for 3 fingers. I wanted to be so
tight for him it would almost hurt his wonderful love tool. I also wanted
to feel a little pain as he fucked my ass for a second time.

	It was somewhat uncomfortable to lie on the bed facedown with my
hard on. I had to bend my right knee and sort of rotate my hips. It wasn't
a comfortable position but it was certainly better than before. I felt him
put some weight on the bed to my right side. He was moving a lot. I went to
rise up to look at him when he grasped my shoulder and pushed me back face
down. I went with it. It felt as if he had positioned himself between my
legs. I felt a cloth come into contact with the side of my face. "Tilt your
head back." He commanded. I did and now I knew what was going on. He was
blindfolding me. It was kind of a rougher material. I figured out what it
was from the smell. He was using a dirty sock to blindfold me. I was so
fucking turned on.

	"Ohh, Kyle, you are so fucking hot. You are such a fucking stud. I
want you to fuck me so hard. I want you to cum as deep in my ass as you
can. I need your cum in me." I practically moaned the words. I was so out
of breath with the thrill of what was happening. I was blindfolded. I could
smell Kyle's lightly worn sock. I could feel the heat emanating from his
body. I could hear his deep and ragged breathing. Finally, I could feel his
cockhead at the opening of my welcoming asshole.

	"Are you ready for the cock? Are you ready for the pain? I am going
to fucking slam you all at once. Just say, yes." He said in an
out-of-breath voice.

"Yes." I whispered.

	With a shout of rage Kyle pushed the entire length of his cock into
my burning hot ass canal in one strong thrust. He was screaming and panting
and he was even coughing. I wanted to know what he was feeling so
badly. However, I could barely think about anything other than my own
sensations. The pain wasn't excruciating exactly but it was one step
below. I loved the feeling of having all of his love meat in me. I loved
knowing he was deriving so much pleasure from using my ass. I loved the
fact that he had blindfolded me and was more or less crushing me by putting
all of his weight on top of me. Lastly, I loved the pain. The pain I was
feeling in my ass was a pain of victory. I played sports and worked out my
entire life. After a grueling football game when I was tired and bruised
from head to toe I loved that feeling of being used up to win. It was a
similar pain.

	"Holy Shit, Levi! Your ass is so hot. It is so tight. It might be
cutting off circulation to my cock. I am just going to hold it all in you
for a minute. Try contracting your ass muscles. I want to know what it
feels like." Kyle said.

	"Okay, get ready for it." I said. I flexed my sphincter with all my
might. It felt weird to be bearing down as if taking a shit; yet what I was
bearing down on wasn't moving. I was pushing with all of my might and
Kyle's dick wasn't being pushed out. I was such a strange sensation. After
about the third time I pushed I was getting dizzy. I was overloaded on
sensation. The feeling in my ass was almost too much. Kyle began slowly
pulling his cock out. When just the head was left in he would slam back
into me.  He screamed with every thrust. I screamed with every thrust.

	"Does it hurt too much? Is there anything I can do to make it
better for you?" He asked.

	"No, I love that it hurts. The only thing I miss is the ability to
smell and taste you. I mean I can kind of smell your feet from the sock
blindfold, but I really love inhaling your scent when my nose is buried in
your pubes." I replied through my panting.

	"Tilt your head back again." Kyle said. As soon as I did; I was
thankful. Kyle had reached for the pair of boxer-briefs he had worn to bed
the night before and he put them on my head. He placed the crotch of those
worn briefs right in front of my nose. I took a big sniff and I could smell
the familiar scent of my number one object of lust.

	"I am going to come any second." Kyle exclaimed. I just started
flexing my ass muscles again. I had a really good rhythm that matched
Kyle's rhythm. I was so fucking hot, hard, and sex-crazed with Kyle on top
of me. With loud exclamations, Kyle started cumming and I came at that
exact time as well. I had been grinding my cock into the bed, but overall I
had very little stimulation on my cock. The feeling of Kyle just rocking my
ass and filling me with his delicious sperm was enough to put me over the
top. After Kyle was finished pumping his sweet ball nectar into my ass he
just collapsed on my back. I loved having all of his weight on me like
that. We laid there all sweaty and sticky for about 10 minutes before he
pulled completely out of me and got off of me. I rolled over on to my back
and began to remove the underwear from my head and the sock from my eyes.

	Kyle was just standing at the foot of the bed staring at me. I
couldn't help but to stare right back into his beautiful face. I just
smiled. He smiled back and said, "I love you. I love that you love me. I
love that you are so dynamic. You can take it in the ass in private and
still be a total hard ass in public. You are amazing."

	"I think that is the most emotional you have ever gotten. It was
nice, but kind of faggy." I said through a huge grin. He smiled back and
just launched himself on top of me. His lips ground into mine. I kissed
back as hard as I could. It was just so amazing.

	The next week passed with business as usual. Then the next week
passed; then another week gone. Kyle and I were both studying a lot because
midterms were just a month away. We managed to make a little time here and
there for a hot fuck or suck session. True to his word, Kyle had been doing
great. He wasn't skipping class, drinking all the time, or neglecting his
studies in any way. Kyle and I were both incredibly pleased with our
relationship in every aspect, especially the sexual aspect; except one
thing.

	I wanted to know what it was like to fuck a guy. Kyle was adamantly
against me fucking him. The first time I brought it up I thought his head
was going to explode. He wouldn't even let me rim him for nearly 5 days
after that. I didn't think it was an unreasonable request. He has never let
me fuck him; he has never sucked me off; and he has only jacked me off
twice. I suck his dick a minimum of 4 times a week and he fucks me at least
4 times a week. Sex seemed a little lopsided to me. Don't get me wrong, I
love Kyle's cock. I love getting him off. However, I have a cock too. A
little blow job or ass every now and then for my cock isn't too much to
ask.

	"Well, Kyle, I am not really sure if I should be mentioning this
again, but I want to get off in someone. You know how much I love to suck
your dick and how much I love to get fucked by you, but I have a cock made
of flesh too. I have needs. Does the thought of having my cock in your
mouth and or ass really repulse you that much?" I said.

	"I am really sorry Levi, but the answer is yes. I find it
positively repulsive to think of my ass having a cock in it. As for a blow
job that is also completely out of the question. I would throw up the
second a cock touches my lips. You knew I was like this when we started
this relationship. I love you as a person and I positively love our sex
life. I can honestly say that there isn't a single thing I would change
about our sex life.  You are the one wanting a change. I am sorry but that
is a change I am not going to conform to. That changes the entire make-up
of our relationship and I don't want it. If you really want; I will start
giving you handjobs anytime you want them but that is as far as I am going
to go." Kyle said. It wasn't an angry or mean tone. It did however, sound
rehearsed as if he knew I would bring the topic up again.

	"I thought you might feel that way, Kyle. Actually, I knew you
would. And, you are right about that. I am the one trying to change
things. Now, I have an idea. I want you to promise not to freak out. I am
going to say something that sounds crazy but I want you to be open for a
discussion. How about we bring a third person into the bed once or twice a
week and I can fuck them?" I proposed.

	Kyle's face turned red and I don't know why but he was holding his
breath. He certainly never anticipated this and didn't have a rehearsed
reply. Kyle stood up and stepped right in front of where I was
sitting. "What the fuck did you just say to me? You want me to be okay with
you fucking other people? Would you be okay with me fucking anyone I want?
You are mine, God Damn it. We are the only two people allowed in that
motherfucking bed. Do you understand me? Am I not fucking enough for you?
I've given every fucking thing for you! I will not watch or be part of you
and someone else sharing any sex of any kind." Kyle was yelling, and he
grabbed his crotch, "This cock is yours!  My dick belongs to you! I would
fucking cut it off before I would stick it in another human being. You
belong to me; I belong to you!" He finally stopped his yelling and he was
just staring at me breathing heavily; his whole body was shaking.

	I stood up and wrapped my arms around his smaller frame and put my
lips to his ear, "Of course you are all the man I want or need. I'm not
talking about changing anything major. You know I love you and I wouldn't
do anything to hurt our relationship.  I am talking about making our
relationship stronger. Why are you holding your breath?  Just breathe Kyle,
breathe. Alright, now listen to me. We find someone we both think is
attractive. Hey, stop tensing up. Breathe. We can have fun with him
together. You can tell him how to suck my cock while I suck yours. You fuck
my ass while I fuck his, it would be fucking hot. Breathe, Kyle. Before you
protest and start screaming again think about this: I have never gotten off
in anyone. You have fucked pussy, mouth, and ass. I have fucked my hand,
your hand, and a bed. I love being a cum bucket when the cum is yours, but
I want a cum bucket too. We will find like a pig slave thing, I don't know
what they are called, but you know they really do just want to suck and get
fucked. They have no interest in fucking or getting sucked."

	Kyle felt like a nervous wreck the entire time I was whispering in
his ear. He kept tensing his whole body up. He would randomly stop
breathing. If I hadn't been so afraid of him exploding at any time I would
have been flattered that he was so committed in our relationship. To be
honest it was kind of surprising how possessive of me he really was. It
made me wonder if he ever felt jealous when he saw me talking to other
guys.  He never said anything to make me think so but all of that "you're
mine and I am yours" talk was really quite...possessive.

	I was determined to just hold Kyle in this embrace until he calmed
down or really freaked out. Luckily, for me he calmed down. "Okay, Levi if
this is something you really want let's make some rules. You know, we have
all seen movies where this kind of shit happens; some of the usual rules
are things like: no kissing, condom usage, never the same guy twice, we can
only play together...shit like that."

	"Holy shit, are you serious? Kyle I am so fucking happy you are
getting on board with this. I will let you set whatever fucking rules you
want and I will follow every fucking rule to a goddamn tee!" I said. I
squeezed him even harder and I planted a wet kiss on his neck, throat, chin
and finally his beautiful lips. I just kept kissing his soft lips and he
finally started kissing me back. He moved a hand to the back of my head to
hold me in his grasp while he began tongue-fucking my mouth. Oh my God,
Kyle was such a fucking stud and catch. I just dropped to my knees.

	"Oh, is this a thank you blow job, my little, what did you call
yourself? A cum bucket? I hope you never thought I only view you as
receptacle for my cum. I love you. I cum in you because I love you. I meant
what I said, mostly. I wouldn't really cut my dick off but I would never
fuck anyone else behind your back. I will do this threesome thing with you
because I love you and you want something I cannot give you. However, I
want you to know I am not crazy about this idea. I do not like the thought
of sharing you. I do not like the thought of us sharing ourselves with
anyone else. I will do it for you, but don't expect me to be happy about
this." Kyle explained.

	"I can't thank you enough, stud. I know you love me and I love you
so much. I don't think we have to share ourselves or our love because of a
threesome. It is just a different angle to sex. Now, will you do me a favor
and relax? I have been sucking your dick for like 4 minutes and it is still
soft." I spouted off before getting back to work on the most awesome cock
ever.

	For the first time in two days I had Kyle's beautiful cock in my
mouth. Oh, how I loved the feel of his smooth torpedo-shaped love stick. It
always felt so good in my mouth. It always tasted so good. Kyle's crotch
always had the same scent too.  Regardless of when he last showered or
worked out, commando or boxers, or even what soap he used; his crotch
always smelt the same, and I loved that smell more than any other on the
planet.

	My nose in his pubes. His balls on my chin. My throat squeezing his
cockhead.  His hand on the back of my head. My hands grasping his hard ass
globes. His hips thrusting into my face. My mouth supplying wet suction on
his hard cock. Finally, his cum coating my mouth and tongue. A perfect
fucking 10 minutes.

 	If there is a heaven and you get to choose what ten minutes you
want to relive for all eternity. I know which ten minutes I would choose.

	Kyle and I wasted no time in finding our new fuckboy. I wanted
someone small and dainty. Kyle liked that idea as well. We set our sights
on a little guy named, Dave.  We found Dave in the rec room of our
dormitory. I had seen him a bunch of times in passing. I don't think I had
any classes with him, and Kyle said he didn't have any classes with him
either. That made it a little more difficult. Without any classes together
we couldn't start the conversation under the guise of wanting to study or
share notes.

	Kyle and I sat in the rec room for close to two hours just staring
at Dave. He was really adorable. He was a little guy around 5'6" and 125
pounds maybe. He had black hair, pale skin, blue eyes, a perfect bubble
butt and he wore glasses. What I liked most about Dave though was the way
he carried himself. He was completely opposite from Kyle in every way. Kyle
was the big, strong, macho, super confident guy. I think that is why I
liked him fucking me. Dave was shy, timid, and almost nervous looking; I
liked the idea of making the weakling take my cock in his mouth and ass.

	"Well, Levi, this is your thing. How are we going to approach him?
I mean we aren't even sure he is gay." Kyle asked.

	"Oh, he is gay for sure. Watch his eyes for the next five minutes
and tell me where he is always looking." I said.

	"Oh my god, you are so right. He can't keep his eyes off of those
guys playing pool. He is just loving them bending over the table. I have an
idea my little cum bucket.  Follow my lead." Kyle said as he stood and
began walking toward the pool table. I jumped up and walked beside
him. When we reached the table Kyle introduced himself and then introduced
me. The two guys playing were freshman also and they did have classes with
both of us. They seemed pretty cool actually. Kyle challenged them to a
game of 8 ball with partners. They happily accepted. I was pretty good at
pool and I knew Kyle was really good so I was thinking it should at least
be a pretty good game.

	"Alright, I got us on Dave's radar, now you give him a show." Kyle
leaned in and whispered to me. I took those words to heart. I grabbed my
crotch at least once a minute, every minute throughout the whole game. I
held my pool cue between my legs several times. I bent over that fucking
pool table every single chance I got. Once, while our competitors were
talking about a shot, not paying any attention to Kyle and me, I full on
groped Kyle's cock in perfect view of Dave. Kyle and I beat the piss out of
the other two guys and even though they wanted a rematch we had other games
on our minds.

	We left the pool table and walked towards Dave. I sat on one side
of him and Kyle sat on the other. I leaned in and introduced myself, and
then I introduced Kyle.  Dave had a sheepish smile and he was turning red
very quickly. "Dave, can you believe those guys just kicked our asses in
that last game?" I asked.

	"Yeah, I was watching. They are really good.  You guys played good
though."  Dave said very quickly; his eyes darting back and forth behind
his glasses.

	"Well, actually Dave, we just kicked the shit out of them. I know
you were watching the whole time so my question to you is: what were you
watching the whole time because you definitely weren't watching the game?"
I said with my most casual tone.

	Dave turned even redder and stood up. Kyle and I stood too. I said,
"It's cool, Dave. You don't have to be ashamed or embarrassed. I know you
are gay. Kyle and I are lovers. You should come up to our room and talk
about it. I'm guessing you haven't really ever talked to anyone about that
kind of thing have you?"

	"Well, no I haven't, but I would like to talk to two guys who are
dating. I mean I don't know any gay people. It would be fun to know some."
Dave said.

	"Cool, it is settled. Follow us." I said in a very jovial manner. I
led the way to the stairs. We lived on the fifth floor but I didn't want
the elevator to rob Dave of getting to stare at mine and Kyle's asses all
the way up five flights of stairs. We finally reached the dorm room and I
offered Dave a beer which he happily accepted. I threw one to Kyle and took
one for myself. "So, Dave, tell us a little bit about yourself or is there
anything you want us to tell you?" I said.

	Dave started with a bit of a biography, "I am a freshman. I plan to
get a BSIT. I hate my roommate here a lot. He is a fucking asshole that
makes my life hell because he knows he can. It is pretty much like high
school all over again. I get the short end of everyone's respect because I
am so small. Being gay certainly doesn't make anything easier. Do you guys
get picked on for being gay?"

	I looked at Kyle and motioned him to stand with me. "Kyle, lets
show Dave why no one fucks with us about being gay." Kyle and I both
removed our shirts and put on a bit of a muscle show for Dave. Kyle and I
were both pretty big guys and pretty cut.  "See, Dave, no one would fuck
with us. Not only are we both able to take care of ourselves but we are
rarely apart. Can you imagine someone trying to pick a fight with both of
us at the same time? We would fuck them up."

"Wow, you guys are so hot. How long have you been dating?" Dave said.

	"I don't know what actually constitutes dating. I'm not sure when
to put a date on that. If we go by the first time I sucked Kyle's dick that
would mean we have been dating for like 8 months. If we go buy the first
time he fucked me I guess that would mean we have been dating for only 3
months. Oh, I know Kyle; we should use the date that you tricked me into
tasting your piss. That is a romantic story." I said with a grin. I was
trying to get Dave's head focused on sex.

"Holy, shit. You guys have done all of that stuff?" Dave asked.

"Oh, we have done a lot more than that, Dave. A lot more." I said.

"Did it hurt? When - you know - when - Kyle made love to you?" Dave asked
through his unsure almost stuttering voice.

	"Yes. It hurt a lot at first but shortly after we started the pain
was replaced with a feeling of ecstasy that can't possibly be explained, it
has to be experienced. Have you ever done anything at all with a guy,
Dave?" I asked.

	"I have looked at them from afar. I have never even touched another
guy." Dave said. His voice was so quiet it was barely above a whisper. Dave
was looking down into his lap. I think he was figuring out where this was
going and he was trying to decide if it was what he really wanted. I took
advantage of his lack of attentiveness to make eye contact with Kyle. Kyle
and I only had to share that one look for me to know that he was still in
for this happening if I wanted it. Well, I wanted it.

"Do you want to touch me Dave?" I asked in a very calm and cool voice.

"Ummm, I knew you were going to ask. I have been trying to think of what to
say, but my mind has gone kind of blank. I can't really think right now for
some reason."  Dave said in his slow quiet manner of speaking.

	"How about this...Just stand up and give me a hug. If you want to
touch me anywhere other than where you would normally touch someone you
were hugging go for it. If you decide you don't, then don't. Just let me
tell you in advance though: no kissing on the mouth." I said to Dave. Dave
stood and took a step toward me and opened his arms to come in for the hug.

	I had one more trick up my sleeve. I held up my hand motioning him
to stop. He looked confused. "Relax, Dave, I just want to do one thing
before we start this hug thing." I said to him. That one thing happened to
be getting naked. I took my shirt off, kicked off my shoes, whipped my belt
off and was out of my jeans and undershorts in under a minute. Now, Dave
was standing there staring at me with his arms held out to his sides. I
couldn't begin to describe the redness of his face or the look he was
displaying. Kyle was laughing silently into his hand behind Dave. It was
quite a funny sight to see. I continued, "Alright Dave, Come and give me a
hug and you can take this as far as you want to go. No regrets, no shame,
no rejection, you can do whatever you want with my cock. You can touch and
or taste any part of my body that you want, unimpeded.  Just three little
rules: no kissing on the mouth, you can't fuck me, and I will not suck your
dick. Go."

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