5. Owns Me
This is the 5th installment of the Kyle series. This installment is 100% true. All usual disclaimers apply.
Kyle and I spent the rest of the summer as we had originally planned. We partied with friends, worked on our cars, went to the shooting range, but behind closed doors we did some things we hadn't originally planned: we were behind closed doors a lot. Kyle and I still hadn't done anything anal. I would suck his dick anywhere between one and four times a day. I loved that but what I really loved is how much we just laid together in his bed and watched movies.
We started playing this game that we both loved. It played into his sense of superiority and allowed me to worship his body unimpeded. Kyle would lay there on his bed fully-clothed and I would strip him naked on my own time schedule. After he was naked he wasn't allowed to move. I would rub, massage, and kiss his whole body except his cock. Whoever got hard first lost. The first couple times we played I lost immediately. I even got hard once before I had gotten him naked.
I figured since Kyle was still not comfortable with the idea of telling everyone he was in a gay relationship, and not totally comfortable with actually being in a gay relationship; I would let him bring up anal sex. I didn't want to scare him by asking him to slam my butt; even though I wanted him to, badly.
I know my parents had begun to figure out what was going on and he told me his parents asked him flat out if we were dating. He told them we weren't; which was fine with me. We had planned to keep it under wraps until we left for college at least. Well, the day came. It was August 21st, and we were moving our stuff into our dorm room. Just Kyle and I living together in a place where no one knew us and was known to be a little more accepting of alternative sexual orientations. I mean its college; you are allowed to fuck whoever, whenever.
We got all moved in, got our class schedules, got something to eat, and that night we pushed the two twin beds together. We didn't care if any friends came over and knew we were lovers. For the first time ever, Kyle, jerked me off. Before, I would always just jerk myself off while sucking his perfect cock. I was so excited I blew in about 3 minutes and it was a huge load. I knew college was going to be great.
The first month just flew by and we were both always together. We had made some pretty cool friends and made some connections that could buy us beer. Kyle was drinking a lot. It was fun at first because he is so horny when he is drunk. He loved it when I licked his ass but would only let me do it when he was drunk. I guess he was still holding onto the thought that anal play was just a little "too gay" for him.
I decided I was going to take the bold stance and bring up ass fucking since he had still not mentioned it. However, Kyle must be a mind reader because he brought it up while I was still trying to plan what I was going to say. We walked back into our dorm room from the cafeteria and we started pulling out books and notes for some study time. We had been reading for about 25 minutes when he said, "I can't concentrate. Think you are up for a killing a 12 pack and doing all of those things I like?"
"I can't, Kyle. You know how much I want to but I have to get some of this stuff done. We have been drinking and fucking around everyday this week." I said. I wasn't sure exactly how Kyle was doing in his classes but I know he was close to failing one and running B's and C's in the others. I was doing very well and had mostly A's with one or two B's.
"C'mon, Levi. I know you want to mess around." He said in his sexiest, most enticing voice.
"Of course I want to but I don't think it is the most responsible thing right now. I can do all of the things you like later, but I'm not going to be good at doing this homework later after we kill a 12 pack. Which, by the way, you know means we will end up drinking at least half that fifth of vodka too." I said in a somewhat whiny voice. He was right, I did want to get drunk and lick and suck his ass, cock and balls for the rest of the night. However, we were both here on scholarships and a little loan money. We can't afford to fail more than one class a semester or let our GPA drop below 3.0 for a semester.