Chapter 21: Give it to Me
“Goodnight kiddo” I whispered, tucking Drew into bed. “Night night Owen” he whispered back, snuggling onto his side. I smiled and quietly exited his room, closing the door behind me.
I took some homework out and flopped down on the Weston’s huge couch and folded my hands behind my head, looking around the expensively decorated living room. I checked my watch, 9:15 pm on the dot. Only a few more hours before Drew’s parents got back..Not that I was complaining, I enjoyed being here sometimes more than I enjoyed being home.
I must have dozed off because I awoke rudely to the sound of scuffling and closing doors. Groggily, I sat upright and saw a guy bent over only a few yards from me. I tried not to stare and cleared my throat.
The boy turned around and I realized it was the Weston’s son who had been away in college. I looked him up and down, shamelessly taking in his messy blond hair, cut jaw and effortlessly preppy college style. His blue eyes locked with mine and I suppressed a blush.
“Oh shit man, didn’t mean to scare you. I’m Kyle,” he said extending out his arm.
“Yea I know” I said, standing up. “Your parents talk a shit ton about you. I’m Owen.” We shook hands and he chuckled. “Hopefully it’s all good stuff?” He asked, turning back to his bags and cases.
“Oh yea, nothing but. Ivy league...football star.” I said, nodding my head.
Kyle smiled and looked around confused. “Yep..that’s me. Hey, anyone here? Quietest I’ve ever heard this place.”
“Oh yeah, your brother’s asleep. Folks are at some doctor’s banquet, should be back in about an hour.”
He nodded, putting his hands on his hips. “Well perfect, I’m actually a day earlier than expected. I kind of wanted to surprise them” he admitted with a grin. “What you working on?” He asked, pointing at my neglected homework.
I rolled my eyes “Calc. College application season is coming up and I wouldn’t mind shooting for an Ivy if there are guys that look like you walking around campus.”
I knew I caught him by surprise when he looked up at me with flaming red cheeks. He scoffed and turned again to his bags. “Alright, man. And hey, don’t sweat calc, it’s light work compared to aeronautic physics.”
“You want to be a physicist then?” I asked
“Nah. Astronaut, like NASA and shit. It’s kind of always been my dream.”
“Space, huh? I’m not one to deny being taken to high, high places.” I said, running a hand through my wavy brown locks with a seductive glint in my eye.
Kyle turned and faced me dead on with a smirk on his face. He bit his bottom lip, making it turn red with blood and scratched the back of his neck. “I got a pretty cool collection of stuff I’ve photographed myself. My dad got me a pretty sick telescope a few years ago, and I’ve seen some pretty interesting shit with it.”
“Like...aliens?” I whispered, inching towards Kyle.
He huffed and shrugged. “You can come see for yourself?”
“Lead the way Buzz Lightyear.”
He smiled and shook his head, bringing me up the grand, spiraling staircase and down the hall to his room.
He flicked on the light, revealing piles of physics equipment and photographs. “Wow, you really are a nerd” I said, genuinely impressed with the collection. I noticed he hardly had any football accolades, and barely anything related to the sport except
“Is that football signed by the-
“Entire Dallas Cowboys team? Yeah. My dad got it for me as a birthday present a while back,” he said in a bored tone.
“Dude, do you know how much this could go for on ebay?” I asked, staring incredulously at the ball.
“Yeah, I know but I should probably keep it” he said, tinkering with one of his telescopes.
“To keep up appearances, you mean” I said, cocking my head to the side.
“What?” He asked, shaking his head.
“Oh come on Kyle, I’m sure most people eat the whole alpha male, tough guy act right up but to me it’s obvious.”
“What’s obvious?” He asked in a challenging tone.
I closed the space between us and pressed my lips to his, sliding my hands up his neck when he didn’t resist. Our lips collided naturally, smoothly. He tasted minty and smelled clean, like fresh laundry. It only made me want to rip of his clothes and release his dirty side.
He grunted and held my face, kissing me with the fervor and hunger of a suppressed animal being released for the first time in a while.
“So you want it rough, pretty boy?” I teased, pulling him onto the bed. I unbuckled his pants, yanking them down along with his boxers. A big, hard surprise awaited me and I gripped him there watching as he closed his eyes in pleasure at my touch.
“You ever get this hard for your groupies?” I asked, pumping his cock in my hand slowly and firmly. He couldn’t utter proper words and could only moan as I controlled his body.
We removed the rest of our clothes until our naked bodies tangled across the sheets. He was beautiful in every way imaginable and made me hornier by the second. We kissed hard and passionately and my hand slid down to his twitching cock again, fingertips running over the smooth skin.
I kissed down Kyle’s neck and chest until my mouth was full with his big cock. His body trembled and he tightly gripped my hair as I sucked him off, taking him down my throat over and over again. I knew exactly where to lick and touch to get him off and swallowed two loads of cum before I decided I wanted to have all of him.
I crawled back up his body, planning to hold him down and take him when he surprisingly flipped me over and buried his lips in my neck, kissing and biting me there. I drew a sharp breath as he turned me over again and ground his hips into my backside.
“You’re gonna take my cock deep in your ass without a single complaint, got me?” He sneered. The dominance turned me on incredibly and I moaned loudly as he entered me, filling me with his meat.
“Oh fuck,” I whispered, gripping the sheets as Kyle pounded into me with no signs of mercy. “Yea, you like that?” He gasped, bucking into me roughly with one hand on my back and the other wrapped around the back of my neck.
“Give it to me” I begged, crying out as I felt every inch of Kyle’s cock squeeze inside of me. “Shit, you’re so fucking tight” he wheezed, fucking me harder and harder until I knew neither of us would last much longer.
I came hard, draining my balls as Kyle fucked the life out of me. He orgasmed inside of me, stopping only when he collapsed on top of me in exhaustion. We panted heavily, our limbs mangled together in a sweaty, hot pile.
“Now quit wheezing, pussy and fuck me again” I said, getting on top of Kyle.
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