This is the 6th installment of the Kyle Series. The Kyle Series is a true story with the exception of a little of Chapter 3. I would like to thank everyone that has rated, commented, or emailed feedback. There is no greater honor I can receive than someone taking the time to comment on my stories. Thanks for reading.
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 it. 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.
