The Hall Pass

CHAPTER 4: DANGEROUS

The smell of turkey, stuffing, and pumpkin pie hit my nose the moment I entered the house. It had been months since I'd been back at Kyle's mom's house. It was safe to say I had gone out of my way to avoid it since I had been fucked by Sterling in the bathroom. Now, we were back here for Thanksgiving dinner.

As much as I didn't want to show up, I figured it would be easy to navigate things with a house full of people. I was also determined not to let Kyle out of my sight. Sterling had tried on numerous occasions to see me again since our last adventure together, and I had done a stellar job of avoiding him.

The second we entered the house, I found him in the sea of family members. I glanced across the living room, and our eyes locked in on one another. Someone was standing in front of him, engaged in a conversation. Sterling was smiling at them but speaking to me with his eyes.

Kyle placed his hand on my shoulder, "You okay?" He was such a loving and supportive boyfriend.

Quickly, I averted my attention to Kyle. He smiled at me as he lovingly placed his hand on my cheek.

"I'm fine. Just famished," I lied.

"Well, we better get you something to eat," came Sterling's voice.

His voice, along with his strong presence coming from behind me, froze me. I could feel his energy flowing out of him and onto me. Kyle smiled at his dad. My heart broke a little as I quickly reflected on what I had done behind his back.

Kyle greeted his dad, "Happy Thanksgiving, dad."

"Happy Thanksgiving! Kevin, Happy Thanksgiving."

I turned around and, with a forced smile, replied, "Happy Thanksgiving, Sterling."

With a quick smile, he said, "There's so much to be thankful for. The relationships I've been building. My son and you as well."

"Me," I asked. "I haven't done anything."

"Oh, but you have," he countered.

"Babe, what have you done," Kyle asked.

"Nothing that I'm aware of."

"Nonsense. You're the reason my son is so happy. You give a special type of joy. I can only imagine the type of pleasure you bring to everyone."

I chuckled nervously, "If you will excuse me. I'm going to use the restroom before dinner."

I was headed for the bathroom on the main level when it occurred to me that it was where I had let Sterling fuck me. There was no way I was going to use that bathroom. No one was paying any attention to what I was doing, so I quickly made my way to the upstairs bathroom.

I stepped out of the restroom, and he grabbed my arm. Sterling tossed my back against the wall. Before I could react, he lifted my legs, and like a fool, I wrapped them around his waist. He seized the opportunity and pressed his large man bits against my bits. His hand ran up the side of my thigh. Despite my wearing jeans, I could still feel his touch.

"Put me down, Sterling," I snapped as I struggled to get free.

"No," he said as he pushed deeper between my legs. I could feel his cock growing in his pants.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?"

"Ain't nothing wrong with me. What the fuck is wrong with you? You trying to keep all this beautiful body away from me, Kevin."

His hips started to move in round and round. The pressure of his thick penis pressed against my heavy balls made my parts twitch. The look in his eyes caused my heart to flutter. Everything just faded away. He leaned in closer as if he was going to kiss me. I wanted him to kiss me. My body begged for it.

He whispered, "Touch me!"

Without hesitation, I wrapped my arms around his strong back. My hands slowly slid down his back and onto his round ass. The desire to squeeze his cheeks felt overwhelming. I did what came naturally to me. I cuffed his cheeks. He made his ass wiggle back and forth in my hands.

He inhaled my scent, and then he kissed me. We took our time sucking each other's lips. Our tongues met like a moth drawn to a flame. Pleasure filled me as he dry-humped me against the wall.

"Babe, you up here," Kyle called out.

Sterling broke away from our kiss. My body quickly slid down the wall. I readjusted myself and made my way to the stairs. Before I could get there, Kyle bent around the corner. He looked at me and then passed me at his dad. Sterling was off in the background, trying his hardest not to look guilty.

"Dad, what are you doing up here," he asked.

Very smoothly, he replied, "I came to check on Kevin. He seemed off earlier."

"That was thoughtful of you. Dinner's about to be served, bae." He planted a kiss on my cheek. I didn't even know how to respond. My body was in panic mode inside.

Dinner went well. Nothing more happened. The family played games, most of which consisted of drinking. Before I knew it, Kyle was drunk, and I was tipsy. We decided to spend the night. We slept in his old bedroom.

In the middle of the night, I woke up in a sweat. For some reason, I was on fire. I made my way down to the dark kitchen. The ice water was a welcome relief to my burning body. The touch of his hand startled me. I nearly dropped the cup. He turned me around to face him. I didn't even know he had stayed over.

His shirtless dark chocolate body glistened under the moonlight. The pajama bottoms he was wearing hugged in all the right places. He eyed me up and down. I was in a pair of boxer briefs that hugged my cock tightly. His gaze made me feel vulnerable and naked before him.

"What are-"

He silenced me before I could finish my sentence. His fingers ran across my lips. The silence only lasted for a moment because we began to kiss. He cuffed my ass cheeks and then pulled my underwear down. I reached for his pajamas, but some kind of way, they were already gone. My hand wrapped around his strong cock. He took my cock into his hand, and we began to stroke one another as we kissed.

He spun me around and pushed me toward the island. I knew what he wanted. We didn't have much time to waste. I bent over the island, and I heard him spit. He smeared his saliva across my waiting hole. His cock brushed against my entrance, and then he pushed, and the head popped inside of me.

"Fuck," I whispered loudly.

Sterling quickly began to piston in and out of my hole. This thick dick moved in and out of me perfectly. I lifted my leg and placed it on the countertop. He picked up his pace as his dick hit my walls from an angle. He dug into my fat globes and made them shake.

"Oh shit," he moaned.

He started slamming into my ass. Our skin began making a smacking noise as he fucked me. My body responded to his cock, and I started throwing my ass back. I was moaning, and he was panting, all while our bodies smacked into one another.

A loud sound startled us. We froze in our sexual position. The two of us listened quietly, but we heard nothing else. Sterling took that as a sign to resume fucking me. He slammed his cock in and out of me over and over.

He placed on my back and kissed me repeatedly as he fucked me. His cock swelled inside of me. It stretched my walls just right as his cock head brushed against my prostate. Each time he bottomed out in me, it made me feel like I was on the verge of going to heaven. He slammed deep into me one final time, and his dick erupted. He flooded my insides with his hot cum.

I climbed back into bed next to Kyle as if nothing had happened. Just as I turned on my side and was about to close my eyes, Kyle turned over. He wrapped his arm around my waist and pulled me close to him. The shaft of his cock lined itself up in between my cheeks. He started to hump me slowly but methodically.

"You feel good," he said as he kissed the back of my neck.

His kiss sent a shiver down my spine. His hand moved down the front of my body and onto my balls. He cuffed them in his hands, and my body twitched. I found myself pressing back against him. Kyle rolled his tongue across my neck and onto my shoulder. Every part of me told me to turn away and deny him. I had just been fucked by his dad. My ass was still wet, and yet there I lay, letting him enjoy touching my body how he saw fit.

Kyle pulled my underwear down, and I felt his bare cock against my ass. He was leaking precum all over my round cheeks. His balls felt full and heavy. They needed a release, and Kyle loved to release his seed inside of me. If I were a girl, he would have had me with child so many times.

"You feel my dick against you," he asked.

"Yes."

"I want you to love on it for me."

"Your mom is in the house."

"It has always been a fantasy of mine to fuck my boyfriend in my old childhood bedroom."

I turned around and faced him. There was hunger and passion in his eyes. He wanted it, and I couldn't really say no, even though it was the right thing to do. Saying no would draw attention. I pulled the covers back. His swollen member stood straight up. The caramel one-eye beast was a beauty, and I was ready to devour it. He let out an audible moan when I wrapped my tongue around the base of his cock.

I closed my mouth, and my lips massaged the head of his cock. My hand wrapped tightly around the shaft, and he began to fuck up into my mouth. The skin along his cock was smooth. His balls were tight as I tickled them. He ran his hand through my hair as my throat gave him a world-class experience.

His dick felt like it had grown a size in my mouth. I closed my eyes and worked his pole faster. My head moved round and round as saliva dripped from my mouth. His ass cheeks clenched and unclenched as he fucked my throat. Precum flowed down my throat and into my belly.

"Fuck, boy. Give me that ass," he said with this sexy authority.

I got onto my hands and knees. He got behind me and gently slid his cock inside of me. My hole slowly spread for him. He pushed every inch inside of me, making me moan into the pillow. He started to fuck me. His dick plowed into my guts at a quick pace.

"Oh fuck," I moaned out.

He slapped my ass, and I started to bounce back on his fat cock. He grabbed my shoulder and held me still as he began to plow me. He pushed in and out of me, causing the bed to squeak. It felt like a boxing match; only it was dick doing all the punches and my ass taking all the blows.

"Take that fuckin' dick," he groaned as he continued pounding me.

He rolled me onto my back and slid back inside of me. Kyle pinned my legs back and fucked me like he was doing push-ups. He gave me these slow and powerful thrusts. His balls would punch into my cheeks and his pelvis into my taint. I could feel his dick in my soul almost.

"Oh! My! Fuckin'! GOD!" I cried out each word in between each thrust he delivered to me.

I was worried that his mom would hear us or whoever else had decided to crash. Kyle could care less. He was a man on a mission. His mission was clearly to fuck my brains out. My body had begun to sweat, and my ass started to cream. I was in pure bliss.

He wrapped his arm around my waist. He rolled and pulled me on top into a reverse cowgirl position. I started to bounce up and down on his dick. I took hold of my swollen dick and began to stroke it as I bounced up and down on him. Kyle ran his hands across my ass. He gripped my cheeks and gave them a tender massage as I rode him. His cock pulsed inside of me. My walls flexed around his cock.

"Bounce on that fuckin' dick. Ride my shit,' he said.

He started to fuck up into me. His dick went deeper inside of me. He began to hit the nerves in my ass from all over. My body felt like it was on fire. He fucked harder and faster. His face was twisted with pleasure when I looked back at him. Sweat was pouring from his forehead.

He quickly tossed me on my back and shoved his cock back inside of me. It was forceful but pleasurable at the same time. His fucking became erratic and aggressive. He wrapped his hand around my throat and began to choke me. With each thrust he gave, his grip grew tighter around my neck. The color of his face changed, and his eyes were filled with rage more than anything.

"Ky-ky," I struggled to say his name as I slapped at his hand.

He drove his dick deeper inside of me. I could feel the ridges of his cock brushing against my prostate. The air in my lungs began to disappear, and all the blood began to rush to my head. The room started spinning. My heart raced, and my cock twitched like someone having a seizure.

"Whose dick is better," he hissed like a madman. "Mine or my fuckin' daddy's?"

He knew! Kyle knew I had been sleeping with his dad. A growl appeared on his face. He slammed his cock deep into my bowel. I felt his dick pulse as he roared. He released a flood of cum inside of me. My hands began to tremble. My dick jumped, and I felt my cum flow out of my slit. Suddenly, my eyes felt heavy, and they closed. I had been playing a dangerous game, and my comeuppance, it seemed, was equally as dangerous. Hall pass! If you'd asked before what I thought, I would have told you to do what makes your heart sing. Ask me now, and I'll tell you it can be...DANGEROUS!