Date: Tue, 15 Apr 2014 15:37:01 -0500
From: Jarrod Holiway <jdylanh9@gmail.com>
Subject: Kyle (Part 8)

Kyle (Part 8) Can We Continue

This is the eighth installment of the Kyle series. I have begun a new
story, "Levi" which can be found in the Adult Friends category. Thanks
everyone.


     After Kyle splooged and Dave had gotten his fill of touching and
tasting me we all laid on the bed sexually spent. I couldn't remember being
more sexually satisfied. Dave got up and muttered something like, "I gotta
go."

      "Um, hey Dave, can I have your number? Are you alright? Do you want
to talk or something?" I said to him. I was a little worried about him
because I knew his mind had to be going crazy with thoughts of his first
sexual experience. I didn't want him to feel as if we were throwing him out
and didn't care about his feelings in all of this.

      "I appreciate everything you two have done for me. I don't know if I
ever would have gotten up the courage to make something like this happen on
my own. I would love to get together some time to talk. I would even be up
for some more fooling around." Dave said. He was smiling the whole time.

      I was really happy to see the little fellow smiling. I took that as a
good sign he was going to be just fine. He wrote his number on a post-it on
my desk. I assured him I would call tomorrow and we could get together and
chill. I showed the clothed Dave out with a hug and warm smile. When I
returned to the bed Kyle was propped up on his elbow with an accusatory
look on his face.

"Did you enjoy it?" Kyle asked.

	"I did Kyle. I have never busted a better nut. I can't thank you
enough for being cool with this. I love you so much." I said looking into
Kyle's eyes. The problem was he wasn't really looking back at me. He was
looking at me but it was as if he was looking past me. His eyes were glazed
over and his mouth held tight as if he were eating something sour. A long
silence passed.

      "I am sorry Levi but I can't go along with it again. I truly do love
you. I love you the person. I love your smile. I love your sense of
humor. I love that you are so smart. I love you so much I will not share
you. I would take a bullet for you..." Kyle was saying as I interrupted
him.

      "You would take a bullet for me but not a shot in the mouth for me?
Forgive me but that makes no fucking sense, Kyle. I love you to. I would
rather just have sex with you than a fuck boy. You have left me no fucking
options. You won't get me off and I can't get off with anyone else. Where
does this leave me; you selfish asshole?" I think this was the first time I
ever yelled at Kyle. I was the calm and collected one in the relationship
and he was always the talk first and think later guy. What the fuck was
happening. My mind reeled. Was I in the middle of breaking up with Kyle?
Was he breaking up with me?

      Tears welled up in Kyle's eyes. I only saw Kyle cry twice in the
entire time I knew him-about 10 years-and once was after a really bad fight
with his parents before we even dated. His dad had kicked him out of the
house; it was a whole big thing that got sorted out later. The second was
of course when he almost failed out of college and was confused about our
gay relationship. Here Kyle was crying for a third time and he said, "I
want more than anything to want to be everything you need, I just can't
bring myself to do it. I can't explain it. I can't justify it. I am not
even attracted to a single other guy. I have never even thought of being
with another guy. I just love you. Does that make sense?"

      "I don't know Kyle. I mean, what are you saying? Are you saying that
if it wasn't for me you would be straight? I turned you gay? This is all my
fault?" I wasn't yelling anymore but my tone was one of anger. I was
angry. I may have started something with a drunken blowjob but he was the
one that continued everything from there. I have always been honest with
him about everything. I didn't want to listen to some shit about how he
wasn't gay. I mean, he had to be gay right? We are lovers.

      "I am not saying anything is your fault. I don't blame you for
anything. You are the greatest friend anyone could ever have. You have been
my best friend forever. We have everything in common. You are the greatest
boyfriend anyone could have. You take care of me emotionally, mentally and
of course physically. I don't really bring anything to this relationship."
Kyle said clearly willing himself not to cry.

      "I don't know what to say, Kyle. I love you. You bring you to the
relationship. I love you. I love you for the some of the same reasons you
love me. You are smart, funny but most importantly I trust you
implicitly. I love that you are so strong and strong- willed. I love you
fucking me; I love blowing you. We just need to walk away from each other,
sort this out, and meet back here tonight to talk. Is that fair? Is that a
deal?" I asked.

      "I think that is a great idea. I am scared of what you are
thinking. I am fucking frightened at what I am thinking. I'll be back here
tonight by 10:00 p.m. Remember, I love you. Please think about that too. I
love you." Kyle said.

      Kyle and I both dressed, hugged, a quick peck on the lips; and off we
went in separate directions from our door - our future together was
unsure. The love of my life walking away from me and I walking away from
him with hopes we could meet in a couple of hours and work it out. Tears
streaked down my face. Before I knew it I was halfway across campus. I was
walking toward the Student Union. I guess I could grab a coffee and find a
quiet spot and just mull it all over.

      I tried to reason out the current situation but I kept remembering
wonderful times Kyle and I had spent together. I remembered the days we
spent together when we were just friends working on cars, shooting guns,
and talking all night. I remembered the first night he took me out on a
date and fucked me later that night. I just sobbed. It was like all of the
memories in my life that I truly treasured were centered on Kyle. I
couldn't lose him. I couldn't let him go. I couldn't live without him. He
has to be in my life forever. I was getting my sobbing under
control. Deep-breathing and calming myself into a rational state of mind
when my phone rang. It was a number I didn't recognize. I didn't feel like
talking to anyone but what the fuck I answered it anyway, "Hello."

      "Hi, Levi, it is Dave. This isn't too weird to be calling you already
is it?" He asked.  I immediately heard a voice in the background.

      "What are doing faggot? Calling your fudge-packing boyfriend?" The
voice said. It must be Dave's asshole roommate.

"Shut up Rick!" Dave shouted.

"Dave? Are you still there?" I asked.

      "Yeah, sorry. My roommate just walked in and as I said he loves to
hate me."  Dave replied in a voice so weak it made me furious.

"What is your dorm number?" I demanded to know.

"Umm, I am in 214. Why? You aren't coming here are you?" Dave asked.

      "Be there in 10 minutes." I said and hung up the phone. I started
running toward the dorms. I was emotionally unstable at the moment and I
wasn't going to allow this bullshit. I had never met Rick but it didn't
matter how big he was; I was ready to beat the fuck out of someone. I was
in a full sprint. Nothing was going through my mind. I was just a bomb the
fraction of a second between detonation and actual explosion. The emotional
and mental toll of the fight Kyle and I had just experienced was too much
for me to contain and reason out logically. The only thing that made me
feel better was the physical exertion I was experiencing from pounding the
ground with my feet as my whole body flexed and moved to propel me forward
as fast as possible. As I ran into the dorm building I had one
thought. Pain. Cause Rick, the homophobic dick, Pain.

I approached the door and knocked loudly and rapidly. Dave opened the door.

"Is he still here? Get out of the way!" I yelled.

      Rick emerged into view from his bed with a quizzical look. He was a
little taller than me but no physical match, clearly. He was lean but I
could tell he was lacking any of the serious muscle tone I possessed. Rick
asked, "Are you the tough queer; the man in the relationship? I know Dave
has to be the bitch." He chuckled at his own dumbass joke.

      In the small dorm room I only had to take 4 steps to reach him and I
punched him in the stomach as hard as I fucking could. Rick doubled over
and all of the air left his body. He coughed and sputtered. Gasping for air
he stood and looked right into my eyes. I saw fear. I grabbed a handful of
his t-shirt and threw him to the ground. He was lying on his back looking
up at me still gasping for air. I dropped down, one knee on each side of
his chest. I grabbed a handful of his hair to keep him from looking away. I
cocked my other hand back and balled it into a fist and just held it there.

      "Listen to me very closely mother fucker. I have no intention of
causing your death right now even though I could. I don't even plan to hit
you again if you stay still and listen well. Firstly, if you say anything
remotely ignorant to Dave again I swear on everything holy I will be back
and I won't stop beating the fuck out of you until my arm is
tired. Secondly, if you report this I swear I will go to the college and
make sure you are expelled for all of the derogatory comments you have made
regarding fags. The university doesn't look kindly on hatemongers. Finally,
I will start a blog about how great you suck cock. I will make sure
everyone on campus knows how much you like swallowing mine and Dave's
cum. Do you understand me?" I said all of it in a calm voice with a tone
that showed I wasn't joking in the least.

      "I am sorry, Dave. I will never be an ass to you again." Rick said
while looking into my face like a frightened rabbit. I looked up at
Dave. He was still standing in the same spot just staring. He moved his
eyes to meet mine and he smiled. That smile warmed my heart.

      "I am going to get up now and Dave and I are going for a coffee; just
one more thing first." I unclenched my fist and stuck my hand down the
front of his athletic shorts.  I grabbed his dick and balls. He gasped and
I felt his body tense up underneath me. He stared into my angry eyes and he
looked fearful-completely scared.

	"I can't say I am surprised by your less than adequate cock, but I
am surprised that you didn't piss yourself you fucking pussy. Take the time
alone to think about what we discussed. Thank you for being reasonable." I
said with a smirk.

	I got off of Rick and nonchalantly walked towards Dave. I put my
arm around his shoulders and guided him through the doorway. Neither of us
looked back at Rick.  "Problem solved Dave." I said.

      "I can't believe you just did that. I would be mad if I thought you
made things worse, but I truly believe you scared the fuck out of him so
bad he will actually follow through with his promise to leave me alone. It
feels good. I do hate that I am such a pussy someone else had to fight my
battle for me though." Dave said.

      "You are kind of a pussy Dave but that is okay. Everyone has a role
to play in life and yours isn't kicking ass. There isn't anything wrong
with that." I said in a quick reply. I was pretty sure Dave was picking up
on the fact that my mind was miles away from the current conversation. I
had made no headway in the situation regarding Kyle but I was enjoying the
heat coming from Dave's body. I steered us to the elevator and pushed the
fifth floor. "Want to come back to my room?" I asked.

      "I guess. Are you wanting to mess around again already. To be honest
you don't seem quite with it right now. It seems like you have a lot on
your mind." Dave said.

      "I decided I don't want a coffee. I want a beer. It just so happens
Kyle and I have a 24 pack in the fridge. You are going to sit in my room
and drink it with me. I really want the company. I also need a sounding
board. I want you to help me work through something. Is that all okay with
you? Can you spend the evening with me?" I asked with a tone of desperation
in my voice; partially on purpose. I didn't want him to say no. I guess I
was using a little manipulation but I just couldn't be alone and I didn't
want to call one of my close friends because Kyle and I had the same
friends and I didn't want to discuss any of this with them.

      "Umm, yeah I guess. I was going to get a head start on homework but
it can wait.  I don't know a lot about a lot so I am probably not someone
you should ask for advice."  Dave said in his same weak voice.

      "Stop it! Fucking stop it! You are a person. A valuable fucking
person. It is one thing to let an asshole like your roommate rag on you but
you can't put yourself down and expect anyone to respect you. For
fucksake. Look at yourself once in awhile. You are fucking adorable, I can
tell you have at least half a brain; maybe you are small so fucking what!
Get over it and find some confidence." I said heatedly. We approached my
dorm room and I unlocked the deadbolt and opened the door. I looked back to
motion Dave in and he was looking at me wide-eyed. "Dave, I am sorry. I
know all of that was inappropriate to say. I don't want to blame it on my
current situation to justify what I said. I am sorry. Please come in."

      Dave stepped up to me and put his hand on my waist. He leaned in
said, "You're right about everything you just said." He walked into the
mini sitting room/kitchenette outside of the bedroom and grabbed 2 beers
from the fridge. He opened one and handed it to me and popped the top on
the other and started to chug. I followed suit and started to chug as
well. The beer was going down perfectly.

      "So Dave, Kyle and I may be finished. Your thoughts?" I just threw it
out there so he knew what the topic of the evening would be.
      "Oh my God. This is entirely my fault. I could tell he hated me. I
went through with everything anyway because I wanted to touch you so
badly. I killed someone's relationship because of my own wants. I knew it
was a bad idea..." Dave was rambling and muttering.

      "Stop, stop Dave. Nothing is your fault." I said. I then took the
next half hour to explain to Dave the dichotomy of Kyle's and mine
relationship. I gave the background for how he came to end up in our bed. I
drank two more beers and he polished of another during my explanation of
the current situation.

      "You said you loved him like 10 times in the last 30 minutes. I don't
see the problem. You are going to end your relationship with the guy you
love more than anyone in the world because he won't blow you? I would give
anything to love someone and have them love me back. I don't care if we
ever had sex of any kind as long as I had someone there with me." Dave
said.

      "Oh come one Dave. That is settling for something less than you
deserve. People can have both. You can have both. I should be able to spend
my time with someone I love and have sex with them. Kyle gets all of the
love he wants and all of the sex he wants." I said.

      We continued to talk. We guzzled more beer. We were down to 10 beers
left. I think I had 8 and Dave was on number 6. I was feeling it. It hit me
all at once. I know Dave was starting to get pretty drunk as well. Fuck
it. I was going for it. "I have a proposal for you Dave. You aren't budging
on your stance and I am still unsure as to whether I can give up getting
off for the rest of my life to be with Kyle. Let me fuck you. I have never
done it. After I experience it I will be better able to decide on how
important the sex aspect is to me. Are you in?" I asked.

      "Oh, I want it. I want it really badly but I think I have done enough
damage to your relationship. I can't be part of your infidelity." Dave said
in a sad tone.

      "It isn't cheating. Kyle and I picked you out together to be the
person I got to experience sex with. Only I blew in your mouth before I
could get to your ass. So, it isn't cheating at all. It is just the
completion of our agreement. So, what do you say?" I asked.

"Do you have a condom?" Dave said with a smile.

      "Get your clothes off you hot little fuck." I said with nothing but
lust coming over me. I went to the bedroom and grabbed the lube and a
condom out of the nightstand. I turned around and Dave was standing there
smiling. He dropped to his knees and began unbuckling my belt. I pulled my
Polo over my head. Dave pulled my pants and boxers down in one swoop. I
kicked off one shoe and the pants off one foot, then the other. Dave was
kneeling before me and he grabbed my cock in his little hand. I stared down
at his naked body. I gave all inhibitions the shoulder and decided to live
the moment. "Put it in your mouth. Get me hard for your ass." I said.

      Dave kissed the tip of my cock once before wrapping his lips around
my stirring cock. He let out a moan and removed his hand as he descended on
my cock. I placed my hand on his head. He had really soft hair and a really
hot mouth. I was going to be rock hard in no time. I loved the feeling of
his spit on my cock. I loved the sucking feeling on my cock. It was such an
amazing feeling. I was rock hard. "It's time. Do you still want to be
fucked by me?" I asked.

"Tell me again how bad it is going to hurt." Dave said.

	"It is going to hurt a lot at first but I promise you will begin to
enjoy it before long.  Lie on your back on the bed. Bring your knees to
your shoulders." I instructed. Once Dave was in the position I rolled the
condom on my cock. I grabbed the bottle of lube and squirted a bunch on my
fingers. I placed a finger on Dave's waiting sphincter. I started to
massage his tight anal ring. "Just relax." I said

      Dave was breathing hard and every now and then a moan would escape. I
was taking my time feeling Dave's asshole. Then I slipped a finger in. A
gasp came from Dave. I started to finger fuck him very slowly. I loved how
hot he was inside. My finger was on fire. I loved the feeling of how his
ass muscles were constricting on my finger.  After a couple minutes I
slipped in a second finger. I continued to fuck him with my fingers. I
could feel his ass was looser than when we started. I had a pretty decent
sized cock but it wasn't overly fat or anything. "Are you ready?" I asked.

      "Oh God, Levi. I want it so badly. I have to know what it feels
like. Please, just be easy with me." Dave said.

      I placed my covered cockhead at the entrance of his hot hole. I
steadied my dick with one hand and started to push against his tight
hole. He gasped for air. He let out a cry of exclamation. I was in. I was
in a cute guy's ass. I was only about half way in and I felt nothing but
ecstasy. "Are you alright?" I asked.

"It hurts so bad. I like it, but it hurts. Go slower." Dave said.

      I continued to push into his Dave's ass. The hot tightness of him was
positively intoxicating. It took about 6 minutes but I was finally balls
deep in this cute little guy. "It feels so fucking amazing. Are you still
okay?" I asked.

"I am okay. It still hurts a lot." Dave said.

      I began to withdraw my cock. "Ohh, no, no. Leave it in. Pulling out
hurts really bad." Dave said.

      "I'm not going to pull it all the way out. I am going to start moving
back and forth.  It is the only way to get you loosened up enough to enjoy
it." I said.

      I pulled out slowly until just the tip was left inside Dave. I
started a slow fucking motion in Dave. I pushed all the way in and pulled
half way out and repeated that for about 5 or 6 minutes. I could feel
Dave's ass finally begin to stop resisting. His anal ring had finally
stopped clamping down on my dick. I had never felt anything more
pleasurable. "Are you okay?" I asked.

      "Oh my God, it is just like you said. It feels so good. I don't want
you to ever stop." Dave moaned.

      "I'm sorry Dave but our time is short. I am going to blow any
minute." I said. I started rocking in and out and thrusting wildly.
Unfortunately, I wasn't very good at sex yet. I was a virgin after all. I
wasn't holding any sort of rhythm. I was in and out and all over the
place. I was feeling something so amazing I couldn't believe everyone
wasn't doing it all day. It was pure pleasure in the rawest form. I gasped
and screamed as I came.

      Dave yelled and grabbed his cock. He started spewing cum after just
stroking his cock a couple times. I couldn't help it. I was coming to the
end of my climax and I just had to do it. I leaned in and planted my lips
right onto Dave's. My tongue darted into his mouth. He kissed me back. I
thought of one thing and one thing only and did it. I wrapped my hand
around Dave's throat. He moaned into my mouth. I finally understood why
Kyle did that to me.

     Exhausted and satisfied I rose up breaking the kiss between Dave and
I. I slowly pulled my softening cock from Dave's ass. I just looked down at
him and I realized I hadn't made my decision any easier. I collapsed on the
bed next to Dave. I realized I just did something to Kyle he would never do
to me - I cheated on him. For the second time that day my eyes filled with
tears. My heart physically hurt. My mind shut down.  Guilt, anger, and
sorrow filled me. A glance at the clock killed my buzz and returned some of
my faculties. It was 9:48 p.m.

To Be Continued...

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Kyle (Part 8) Can We Continue