It had now been a month after Kyle told me he wanted to wait to have sex.
Even though I have never had sex myself, I feel fucking starved! I WANT KYLE’S
COCK! Seriously, how long does he wanna wait? A year?! Please no!
It was the Friday, the end of the school week. Me and Kyle are now being honest
about our relationship and everyone in our year and the more mature years at our
school have excepted it. As we got out of the car, we met around the front and
entwined our hands.
“My parents are flying back to Manhattan this weekend to visit some old friends.
You wanna stay over?”
“Of course.” I blurted out, I must have sounded desperate but I’m sexually
starved I thought to myself.
“I’ll drop you at home later and you can pick up your stuff, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
After that brief conversation we was split up for two hours. These hours
usually go so slow but I haven’t seen Grace in two weeks since she buggered off
to study in Paris and she was back today. As soon as I walked into my english
class I ran over to Grace and gave her a huge hug.
“Hi, how are you?” I asked.
“Je suis bon, merci et toi?” Grace replied.
“Yeah I’m good too thanks, why are you talking en francais?”
“Sorry, I’m still kinda stuck in Paris mode. Anyways how are things between you
and Kyle?”
“Could be better, lets just say I considered date rape at one point!”
“Really?! WOW you are craving for some sexual attention.” Grace gave me a cheeky
grin.
“I know, but I’m staying around his all weekend and his parents aren’t going to
be around at all. Lets just say I got my fingers crossed.”
“Desperate.” Grace giggled.
“Well I thought that was the positive part of having a boyfriend, sex on tap you
know?”
“True true.”
***
After a long catch up with Grace, I was back with Kyle and we had no more
lessons left today. Thank god.
“So you wanna go pick up my stuff?”
“Well, how about I drop you off, then you drive over yourself?”
“If I must.” I teased.
Once we was driving I never let go of Kyle’s hand, even if he had to change
gear, tough shit, I wasn’t letting go. After a 5 minute drive we was soon back
at my house. I kissed him lightly on the lips and jumped out.
“See you soon sexy.” I winked at him.
Kyle’s cheeks flushed pink and I chuckled.
I was literally throwing clothes into my Gucci leather duffel bag which Kyle had
brought me the weekend before. Damn I loved that boy. I made sure I had clean,
sexy, tight underwear which I knew Kyle would like. I threw in a pair of sweats
and a hoodie for comfort even though I never got pleasure out of wearing them.
It took me 10 minutes to pack and check I had everything I need. I grabbed my
iPod on the way on to make sure I could drive listening to some good tunes.
I drove way above the speed limit to the other side of town to make sure me and
Kyle had the most time together tonight as possible. After the 15 minute drive
up the hills I arrived at Kyle’s amazing house. The views from his house still
blew me away even though I had been here so many times. The second I pulled the
handbrake up, Kyle was making his way from the front door towards my car. He
opened the passenger door and grabbed my duffel bag.
“I see you like this then?”
“Obviously, first it’s Gucci and this gorgeous person I know called Kyle brought
it for me. Do you know him.”
“No, but I’ve heard he is a dick.”
I laughed and walked over to him and pulled him into an embrace. I nibbled and
sucked on his neck which I knew turned him on.
“You coming inside?” he asked in an anxious tone.
“Of course.”
As he walked in front of me I smacked his ass and put my hand in his back
pocket, feeling the muscles in his ass flex as he moved. I dumped my bag on the
hall table as I made my way inside his beautiful home. As soon as the door had
shut he was on me like a moth to a flame. His kiss had an edge to it I had never
felt before. I kissed him back deeply and wrapped my tanned arms around his neck
pulling him tight into me. As our kiss became more passionate I slightly opened
my mouth inviting his tongue in. He got the message and started the massage my
tongue with his. It was as if our tongues were dancing. Kyle pulled back and
opened his bedroom door. He had lit candles all around the huge American king
size bed, which is like two queen sized bed pushed together. I gasped as I saw
the sun starting to set through the large window that was at the top end of the
huge comfortable bed. Kyle pushed me through the door and slammed it shut behind
him. He had a passionate sparkle in his eye. I walked up to the have glass
sliding door and opened them letting the cool autumn wind blow in making the
curtain flutter into the air. I stepped out onto the balcony taking in the
breath taking view. I could feel Kyle’s arm wrap around my waist, spinning me
around to face him. I gave him a sexual stare and pushed him back through the
glass doors up again the smooth wall and started the nibble on his ear and down
his neck. His chest was heaving up and down like he was really scared or really
turned on. I started to lift up his tight fitting polo shirt as I reached his
shoulders. As I slipped my hand up his shirt I could feel his warm stomach under
my hand. Suddenly I just grabbed the next of his shirt and ripped it open
tearing it all the way down.
“Ooops.” I smiled.
Kyle just laughed and kissed me gently on the lips. I slid the now ripped
polo shirt down his toned shoulders feeling the contours of his arms as I made
my way down. I pulled out of his kiss and kissed down his chest making my way
down to his nipples. I bit and flicked them with my tongue until they were hard
and he was gasping in pleasure. I could see Kyle’s bulge twitched through his
tight pants. I looked up into his eyes as I undone the top button. I slowly
pulled down the fly seeing the tight red boxers he was wearing. How did he know
that red underwear made me go crazy? Strange.
I could clearly now see the outline of his huge dick. I leant my face in running
my lips from his balls all the way up to the tip of his cock. I pushed my arms
around the tops of his gorgeous thighs and pushed my hands around his beautiful
ass. Feeling him clench his cheeks. Damn, I love him. I pulled down his red
boxer briefs, yet I wished I could just sit here watching him walk and stand in
them teasing me. His blonde pubes which wear obviously trimmed started to show.
His dick popped out and slapped me on the bottom of the chin. My jaw dropped to
the floor. His cock was beautiful. Thick. At least 7.5inchs long. I looked up at
him and his eyes were shut. I have no idea why. I licked from the shaft up to
the gorgeous tip. As I opened my mouth I could feel the tip against my tongue. I
swirled my wet hot tongue around the head making him breathe out in shock at
probably how good it felt. I let more of his thick cock into my mouth feeling
the veins run against my tongue.
“Damn, that feels so good. Fuck”
This encourage me to go down on him more. His dick was now reaching the back of
my throat and could feel it pop down, making me gag a little.
“Do that again, fuck me it felt good.”
I pushed his tanned cock into the back of my mouth and down my throat enjoying
the feel of how much I was pleasure the extremely handsome guy I love.
“Oh damn Martina you give great head. Ohhhh yeah.”
I pulled his dick out of my mouth and looked up at him.
“What did you just say?”
“I said the you give great head Marc.” Kyle replied.
“Err, NO!! You called me Martina. Who the fuck is Martina?!” I screamed at him.
I jumped up and pushed him hardly back against the wall.
“I don’t know.”
“Oh, yes you do. Are you just pretending to be gay or bi or whatever you said
just to experiment?”
Kyle looked down at the floor and back up to me and had an apologetic look in
his eyes.
“WHAT THE FUCK?! You son of a bitch! How could lead me on like that? When I said
I love you I meant it.”
“I’m sorry.” Kyle said in a soft voice.
“Oh fuck you Kyle if that is even your real name. Don’t follow me out of here.
Don’t call me or text me. Tell you what don’t even look at me!”
I could feel the tears streaming down my cheeks. My eyes burning from the salty
droplets falling like waterfalls from my eyes. I felt nauseous. Trying to
pretend it wasn’t real. I dropped my hand from his shoulder and left him
standing there. My God.
I pulled the door handle open and walked sobbing down the hall way. I grabbed
the duffel bag I knew I could never look at again with all my shit in it. I ran
to the door as I heard Kyle shouting.
“Marc, please wait. Let me explain.”
But I didn’t want to hear it. I ran even faster to my car throwing the bag full
of nightmares and bad memories in through the window and jumped in.
***
I’ve never driven so fast in my life. I was so angry I let myself get to lead
on. But I was so in love with him. I still am. But I can’t face that fact. I
couldn’t go home. I couldn’t deal with the endless questions right now.
I drove up Grace’s street hoping she was in. When I pulled up outside I saw her
lying in the sun in her front yard with her friend Millie. I slammed the door
shut in anger and disgust.
“Grace?” I sobbed feeling more tears stream down my cheeks.
“Marc? SHIT! What happened?”
I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I just let it all out and ended up breaking
down in front of Grace … again, with the addition of Millie. After crying for
two hours, in a trance, not speaking a word to anyone. After spending a few
minutes explaining everything to Grace she exploded in anger. I’d never seen her
like this before. She was shouting so loud I thought my ear drums would burst.
The only thing I wanted right this second was Kyle. But I had to except it was
all an act. I felt another set of tears coming but I held them back. I had
already spilled enough tonight I thought I would never cry again. I just wanted
to go to my room and stay in there for eternity, never showing my pain or
heartbreak to anyone again.
