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Kyle Cleans Up (gay)
by Anon NixPixer (c) 1994

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He was tall, muscular, smooth skinned, and hot stuff....thats
what the girls in school called him. The guys called him stud,
and he'd smile and tell stories about his dates all the time.

Everyone thought he was getting blown and laid every weekend, and based
on the cock he had, I thought it was all true. In the locker room his
long meaty cock was usually half hard, and I wanted to reach out and do
things to it....I didnt know exactly what, but I knew I wanted to touch
it at least.

The gang was cleaning out an empty lot as a civic service project one
Saturday, and Kyle was making me very horny working while wearing only
his shorts. The sun was reflecting off his sweat shined skin. Of course
the rest of us were dressed the same way, but it was Kyle that caught my
eye.

I managed to work next to him. We talked, kidded, and threw weeds at
each other and in general horsed around. During one rough house
wrestling match the bunch of us were in a pile and I felt someone
grabbing my butt .... as we got up, I looked at Kyle and he winked at me.
I didnt know why..but began to fantasize it was him who grabbed my butt.

Late in the afternoon, the accident occurred. I swung a cycle and cut my
leg pretty bad...the blood gushed, and nobody seemed to know what to do.
Kyle helped me to his car and we were going to the hospital. I told him
I didnt want to go there, so he took me to his house.

A cold compress soon stopped the bleeding. I began to relax...fearing
the worse from the wound. Kyle began to wash the dried blood off my legs
and seemed to be enjoying it. I just sat there doing what he told me.
When he pulled my shorts down, I stood obediently...they had some blood
on them too. He washed my thighs, and stomach...and wiped the tip of my
cock...which immediately got hard.

I blushed but Kyle said for me not to sweat it. He took my shorts and
put them in the sink to soak...leaving me naked except for my shoes and
socks.

He stripped naked too and just walked around the room showing me things
he had on his shelves. My eyes darted between whatever he showed me and
his cock. It was half hard as usual and swung as he moved.

I asked him if he wasnt nervous being like that and he said he loved
being naked...and stayed that way whenever he could. He lay on his bed
and took out some magazines which he began to show me. There were photos
of girls sucking guys, and even guys fucking guys. His cock got real
hard and so did mine.

Kyle told me I had to pay him back for helping me and I thought about
the photos...I tried to act like a wise stud and said he would probably
tell the guys about it so sit on it.

He laughed at me...then waved his cock and looked into my eyes telling
me to sit on this. His voice was quiet, strong, serious, and coaxing.

I moved to the bed and put my hand into the jar he held up for me.
Without really knowing what to do, I put some of the goo on his hard
cock. I was actually wrapping my hand around that cock I had so long
wanted to touch. He groaned as I moved my hand around it...just like I
had learned to do to my own cock.

He muttered for me to hurry before he shot...I moved into position and
held his cock as I lowered my buns. It pressed between my buttocks, then
hurt as it forced open my asshole. I gasped.

Kyle looked into my eyes and smiled. His hands were on my bare thighs
and stroking me...his quiet voice told me to go slow and enjoy it. I
relaxed and felt myself sink down on his cock.

Kyles hands were on my own cock and balls now...feeling them, stroking
them, massaging them. It felt so wonderful...I recalled a fantasy of
Kyle and me in the school locker room in front of the other guys. Kyle
was taking me and holding my body in his grasp while he stuck his cock
in my ass. The guys were watching and cheering us onward.

I felt his pubic hair against my ass. Kyles cock was deeply buried up my
asshole. Kyle told me what to do next...flexing my ass muscles. The
first time it felt so good, I slmost shot myu load...then he told me to
keep doing it.

It was slow at first then a regular rhythm began and I was sliding on
his cock...and realized his greasing hands were jerking off my cock in
the same rhythm.

I looked down at him...his eyes were closed...his mouth was
muttering,...his chest was heaving and glowing with sweat. I looked down
at my cock...my own body was streaked with sweat. I imagined what the
two of us looked like on Kyles bed. Me sitting on his naked body, with
his hand holding my cock.

Then things kind of blanked out, and I heard both of our voices yelling
and my body was jumping all over his. The explosion felt like someone
had squeezed me like a toothpaste tube.

I fell off Kyle...his body was covered iwth my cum...his cock popped out
of my asshole and I saw his cum still oozing out of its tips. My hand
milked it dry making Kyle jump more.

We lay there catching our breath. The shower we shared was hot, and his
soapy hands all over my body felt warm, secure, and wonderful. His body
felt as wonderful as I had always dreamed about. And as we faced each
other pulling on each others cocks, our bodies rocked and exploded again
leaving us tired.

The following Monday, I walked into the shower and heard Kyle talking
about the date he had Saturday...he described the girl who actually
climbed on top of him and milked him dry.

He smiled at me as I came in. I listened with the rest of them, laughed
and taunted.

As Kyle left, he looked back and said he hoped hed have even hotter
times to tell us all about....

I looked directly into those eyes, and answered Im sure you will Kyle
you stud.

And he did.

                                                 