Date: Fri, 8 Feb 2008 07:19:28 -0800 (PST)
From: Harry Rod <harryrod575@yahoo.com>
Subject: Kyle and Hank - Chapter 53

"I guess I am all in!"  he said, and raised his hands out from his sides,
as if to say, this is me; all of me.

I once again mentally shook my head.  This was blowing my mind.  A guy was
gaga over me!  And wanted to explore my body!  Unfuckingbelievable!

I was now hard, and stood there like an idiot, not knowing what to do next.
Hank nudged me and nodded his head.  He wanted me to talk.  "Where do you
want me?"

Nate smiled and said, "I want you in my bed, every night!"

I flushed, even though I thought I had been getting better at that.  "I
mean..."

"I know what you mean."  He looked at me and smiled gently.  "Would you lay
down on the bed for me?"

He sounded so confident, but I saw his hand shake as he motioned towards
the bed.  I moved over and lay down on the bed on my back.

"Mind if I watch?" Hank said, and Nate just nodded his head, and he gazed
down on my body. I felt very self-conscious.  "Is it okay to take
pictures?" Hank asked, and Nate once again nodded his head, as if in
agitation.

Indeed, his hand trembled as he placed it on the side of my head and traced
his fingers down my face and along the jaw.  He eyes were focused on where
he was touching.

He then traced around my ear and across my eyebrow to the other side and
repeated the two traces along my jaw and ear.  Then he brought his finger
down my nose and ran it across my lips.

I saw him lick his lips and I heard a faint moan as he ran his hand along
my chin.  "You are so gorgeous!" he whispered to me.  He leaned and kissed
me gently on the lips.

He continued on, using his hands and lips to explore every part of me.  I
knew I had done this similar thing to Hank, but this was so different - to
be on the receiving end.  I was overcome with lust as he touched me so
intimately.  My cock throbbed and dripped as he made his way over my body.
He licked my arm pits and nibbled on my nipples.

He moaned as he ran his tongue around my navel.  Then he stopped and stared
at my hairless crotch, well, nearly hairless.  It had grown in just a
little.  "I really like that you are shaved."

Hank, whom I had pretty much forgotten about, except for the occasional
"click" from the camera, said, "If you like, we can shave you today," in a
quiet and sincere voice.

Nate groaned, and nodded his head as he ran his nose around my crotch.  His
tongue lapped a drop of precum off the end of my straining dick before he
moved down to my balls.

He only licked them gently, moved, and spread my legs to get to the area
behind them.  I drew in a quick breath at the sensations.

He explored my body from the thighs on down.  I giggled a bit as he ran a
finger along the sides of my knee.  It became ticklish the more he moved
towards the back of my knee.

He moved down my legs, tracing the lines of my muscles on my calves.  Down
to my arch and the top of my foot he traced with his hand and tongue.  I
was really ticklish as he began to lick the bottom of my foot.  He clinched
my foot tightly to hold it in place as he sucked each toe individually.

My brain must be cross-wired or something, because that made me think of
him sucking my cock.  I moaned then and curled my toes, which pulled them
out of his mouth.  He groaned at the loss and then moved on to my other
foot.

He again attacked my toes and didn't let me retract them this time.  He
moaned around my big toe, and I thought I was going to lose it then.  He
was getting me so turned on.  Was this what I had done to Hank on a number
of occasions?  I completely got the worship that was going on, and it was
blowing my mind.

He moved back up the other leg.  At my crotch, he whispered, "Turn over."

I groaned for two reasons then.  First, I hated that he left my crotch,
which was aching for attention and, second, because I would have to lie on
my dick, and that would not help at all either.

He started at the back of my neck and moved along my shoulders.  His tongue
traced along and down the hollow of my back bone.  The warmth of his
breath, along with the tantalizing touch of his tongue and fingers, drove
me crazy.

I pushed my crotch into the bed and moaned again.  He got to my ass and
spread my cheeks apart.  This time, when his hot breath and tongue hit me,
it was wild.  He ran his tongue along my crack and hit my hole and pushed
in.  I relaxed and he pressed harder, pushing the tip inside.  I moaned
again and thrust into the bed.

He continued to eat my ass and moaned, causing vibrations to send shivers
up my back.  I moaned and pushed deeper into the bed.

I heard the clicking of Hank's camera in the background.  But it didn't
click in my brain what he was doing.  I was so wrapped up in what Nate was
doing to me I couldn't see or think of anything else.

He rolled me over and swallowed my cock.  I gasped.  I bucked up into his
mouth, wanting more.  He laughed as he pulled off of my cock.  "Not yet!"

"Ahhhh???" I begged.

"I have plans for that cock!" he said, as he pushed it down and let it snap
back.  It hit my stomach and I gasped.

He laughed, and looked at Hank. "Is it okay, if I let him fuck me?"

Hank laughed then and said, "I thought maybe you would want to fuck him!"

I gasped at his frankness.  What did I think about that?  I really liked
getting fucked, but when I had fucked Hank or someone else, it had been
new, thrilling and exciting.

So I waited with my breath held, and Nate rubbed his hand across his chin
as he contemplated his decision.

"Maybe we could do both?" he asked questioningly.

Hank choked on his laughter.  He doubled over with his guffaw.  "What?"
Nate asked.

"Look, as far as I am concerned you can do whatever you and Kyle want to.
He is a big boy," he smiled, as he pointedly stared at my hard cock, "and
he can do whatever he wants to, and you seem to know what you want."

Nate grinned and said, "Got lube?"  Hank snickered.

Then Hank said seriously, "Unless you want to get shaved first?"

I looked at his dick and it was dripping.  I wondered if he could wait
through the shaving before he got release.  I knew I was eager and wanted
to get with it.  I know Hank was constantly after me to pace myself and
enjoy the whole process.

And I had been doing better at that with Hank and the other guys, but
Nate's attention to my body had me on edge and eager to proceed.

I wanted to slide into him and fuck him hard until I came.  I wanted him to
sit on my cock and ride me.  I wanted it and I wanted it now!

Nate was still pondering and I said, "Now!  One way or another, I want it
done, and I think that while I am so wound up it would be exciting."  I
noticed the quiver in his voice.

He paused and tried to take a breath.  He rubbed his forehead and took
another breath.  He leaned against the wall.  "I am sorry guys, but this is
so awesome and overwhelming."  He gave a nervous smile.

He looked at Hank and then at me.  He tried to smile again, and then said,
"Kyle, this is just so fucking amazing!"

I looked him up and down.  He was just a cute looking frat guy, compact,
tight, and with a dripping cock.

His smile wavered a bit.  "I mean, this is stuff of my fantasies.  I have
had some quickies with a drunk frat, or under a stall in a men's room, but
I have never had the chance to really get to enjoy a guy."  His smile
broadened, "And not just any guy, but my dream guy!"

He looked down, and I saw his Adam's apple bob.  "Kyle, you can't know what
this means to me.  I have had so many fantasies about you, and doing this."
I swear I saw a tear leak out of his eye.  Was this for real?

I couldn't fathom this.  I know he had said this before, but I still didn't
connect it with me.  I mean, I was hardly the hot guy he was making me out
to be.  Hank, yes, but not me.

He reached over and ran his hand along my arm.  "You are so amazing!"  He
grinned.  "And the fact that your roommate is naked and here with us, just
really fucks up my mind!"

With an ever broadening smile he said, "So fuck yes!  I want it all!  I
want to be shaved.  I want to be fucked; I want to fuck; I want to rim your
ass some more; I want it all.  And the fact that Hank is taking pictures
only turns me on more, and means I'll have a record of this once in a
lifetime event!"

He wiped his eyes, swallowed again, and said, "So where and how do we do
this shaving?"  He looked around.  "Do we have to go down to the showers
,or do we do it here in the room?"  He grinned again, and looked back and
forth between Hank and me.

"Usually, we go down to the showers, strip down, and I have Kyle lay down
in the middle of the shower floor.  Then I hold onto his hard cock and
shave him smooth."

Nate's eyes grew round and his mouth opened.  "And what happens if someone
comes in while you are shaving him?" he asked incredulously.

"Usually, they like to watch.  And, occasionally, I ask them to hold his
dick out of the way while I shave him.  They really enjoy watching me shave
his crack."

"Wow!" Nate said, his wide eyes looking back and forth between Hank,
standing with the camera, and me laying on the bed, aching for release.

I couldn't let Hank continue pulling his, ah, leg!  I smiled to myself at
my own joke.  "No, he is pulling your middle leg!"  Hank choked, and
laughed.

"Huh?" Nate asked.

"We do it here in the bathroom, usually.  Although there was that one time
in the photo shop."  Hank started laughing.

Hank said, "Yeah, there was, what, four or five guys shaving you all at
once, using straight-edge razors and all.  And the whole thing was being
photographed."

Nate's mouth gaped opened again.  He looked at me for confirmation.  My
mind went into overload, reliving that night.

"Yeah, it happened.  But for the most part, it happens here."  I swung out
of bed and stood.  I stroked my needy cock as I walked to the bathroom.  I
put my hand on Nate's ass and pushed him along with me.  Man, that was a
nice ass!

Hank joined us and brought towels, the shaving cream and razors.  The
clippers were already there in the cabinet.

Hank plugged them in and clicked them on.  The buzz from them was loud in
the tile-lined room.  Nate's smile faltered for a minute, but then he said,
"Can Kyle do it?"

Hank laughed and said, "Kyle can do pretty much anything!"  Nate smiled,
and I fought the blush I felt.

"I know what you mean," Hank said, as Nate started to speak.  Hank handed
me the clippers and I moved in on Nate's crotch.

I took hold of his cock and he sighed.  I used the clippers and quickly
removed the bulk of the hair from his crotch.  Then I more carefully worked
around the base of his cock and balls.

He looked so different now without the thick thatch of hair.  Looking at
his face, I saw doubt there, but it was too late to change anything.  "What
are your frat brothers going to say about this?" Hank asked, rubbing his
hand over the cleaned area.

Nate shook his head and then said, "I'll say I am doing it for the chicks
because I heard they like it."  He thought a moment and then added, "I may
set a trend!"

I put some shaving cream in my hand and spread it around his crotch.  It
felt so wonderful to have such access to a man. I know that Hank had been
doing this for a couple of weeks now, but it still floored me to be so open
and familiar with a man.

Nate shivered a bit and there was a guttural sound in his throat as I
spread the cream around.  I took the razor and ran it under the hot water.
Then I began using the razor. The room was quite, except for the rasp of
the razor as it removed the stubble.

When I stretched his ball sack tight to remove any hair from there, he was
very excited and his dick leaked profusely.  I carefully scraed and removed
all the hair.  I wiped the remaining soap from his crotch.  He looked so
innocent and young with the hair removed.  And vulnerable.

Hank cleaned up as Nate said, "I need to be fucked badly!"  He smiled and
added, "Sorry, I want it now!"  He stroked his naked cock.

Hank smiled and said, "Well, don't we need to shave his crack?"  He looked
at Nate and then to me, and his smile broadened.  "Bend over Nate," Hank
instructed.

Nate blushed a bit, bent over, and spread his ass for us.  "I understand it
is a way of telling if a guy is straight or not, if he will let you look at
his hole."

Hank ran his hand along Nate's crack and looked at me.  His crack was
hairy, and the base of the crack had an abundance of his brown, kinky hair.
Hank motioned for me, and I moved my hand over and ran it up and down the
crack.  I stopped at his hole, and pressed on it.  He relaxed and let the
tip of my finger slide in.

I liked the look of the hair in his crack.  The contrast with the naked
crotch was exciting.

I continued to run my hand along it, and said, "Well, let's give it a try
without shaving, and if it doesn't work out, well, we can always shave it
later."  I smacked my hand on his ass, "Let's take this thing for a ride!"
I was so not me to say something like that, but it felt good, and, besides,
I was ready to bust.  I had gotten even more excited, handling his cock and
balls while shaving him.

I stroked my cock a bit, and smiled at Hank as we walked back into the
bedroom.

Nate crawled up on the bed and said, "What position do you want me in?"

"On your back," I said, huskily.

Hank handed me some lube and I smeared some on my dick, and then reached
down and applied some to Nate's hole.  He was on his back, holding his legs
up, presenting his hole to me.

He smiled and sighed as I worked my finger into his hole.  I put a good
deal of lube in his hole.  I didn't know how much he had been fucked, and
didn't want to hurt him.

"Now, please!" he begged.

He looked so pathetic, lying there looking up at me.  He puckered his hole
at me, and I couldn't wait any longer myself.

I moved down between his outstretched legs, put my arms just below his
armpits, and leaned into him.  My cock lined up with his hole.  I looked
down and saw the tip push against his hole.  Then I looked back at his face
as I lowered and pushed myself in just a bit.

He gasped, shivered, and winced - all at the same time.  He put a hand on
my chest to hold off my advance.  "Wait – just a second," he said, as he
panted.

I held the head of my cock there, just inside his hole.  I felt his hole
clamping down on my head. It felt so wonderful, and I wanted more!

"Okay," he said, breathlessly.  I slowly pushed into him.  He gasped
several times, but shook his head when I stopped.

I kept going slowly until I was all the way in.  I flexed my cock in his
ass and he gasped.  Then there was a deep guttural moan as he said in a
husky whisper, "Fuck me."

I began a slow withdrawal, until only the tip was still in him.  From
experience, I knew that this was the point when I would beg for it to be
pushed all the way back in.  I felt empty.  Evidently, he felt the same.
He reached out, letting go of his legs, and pulled me into him.

I obliged him and pushed back into him.  This time on the way out, I felt
the bump in his hole, and rubbed back and forth across it.  "OH FUCK!" he
nearly screamed, as I worked over the spot.

He was panting now, and I thought of something I liked doing, so I grabbed
him and we rolled over until he was sitting on my dick.  "Now you can ride
me, anyway you like!"

He adjusted his legs until he could raise and lower himself on my cock, and
then he began to fuck himself with my cock.  He closed his eyes a couple of
times as he worked my cock over that special spot in his ass.

He began to move faster and his breathing became more ragged, and I was
fast approaching the edge myself.  His ass was gripping my cock tightly and
really setting up the friction.

He began a moan deep in his throat, and I felt my own building.  I was
breathing through gritted teeth, as I grabbed his hips and began my own
rhythm with his ass on my dick.  He gasped, and I felt his ass clamp down
hard, and I knew he was going to shoot.

That put me over the edge, and I bucked up into his ass and began to shoot.
He was frantic as he bounced on my cock, and I felt the warm splashes of
his cum on my chest as he shot and shot.  His eyes had rolled up, and he
was gasping for breath as he sank down onto my cock.

I twitched my cock in his hole twice, and then sighed.  He leaned forward
and kissed me then; long and deeply.  As our tongues mingled, I came out of
my fog and realized that Hank was in the room with us, and I didn't want to
have Hank think I was loving Nate.

No, I was just enjoying him the way Hank had been teaching me to.  I knew
that I loved Hank, and I loved him more because he wanted me to experience
everything.  And I realized that while Nate might think he loved me, I knew
it was Hank that I wanted to spend my life with.

That rolled around in my head as I lifted Nate up and off of my cock.  The
warmth of his body was tantalizing.  Hank never seemed to be jealous, and
always seemed to want me to experience more.

I had seen Hank with other guys, and, at first, was so insecure that I was
sure he was going to chose them over me.  But time after time, he had
reassured me of his love for me.

We had talked about this on several occasions.  He was always so
self-assured, and I was always so insecure.  He would laugh and tell me I
would change, eventually.  And I guess I was.

I kept a hand on Nate as I looked over at Hank, who was smiling and holding
up the camera.  I looked down and saw that his cock was hard and dripping.
He wanted in on the action, and I felt like I needed him.

"Fuck me," I whispered to him.  He chuckled, and nodded.

He moved over onto the bed and put the camera down.  He lay on his back and
told me to sit on his cock, which he was lubing up.  I moved over and
eagerly sat on his cock.  It felt so good!

Nate sat up on one elbow and watched us.  He grabbed the camera and got a
couple of shots.

After he put the camera down, he tried to move in and put my cock in his
mouth, but I was bouncing too much.  He ran his hands over our bodies, and
it drove me wild to be on display, being fucked by Hank while he watched.

Hank reached up and pulled me down on to his chest.  He then controlled the
pace.

I was surprised when he said, with a throaty voice, "Nate, see if you can
slip your cock in there with mine."  I didn't know if I could do this.  I
had seen Jimmy do this, but wondered if I could handle it.

Nate looked between the two of us, then scooted around behind me.  Hank
whispered into my ear, "Relax."

I felt Nate moving around back there, and then felt the tip of his cock
push at my hole.  I tried to relax more around Hank's cock.  I heard him
whimper as he pushed in more.  It hurt at first, but, as with other times,
it soon passed and felt good.

The friction of the two cocks inside me was amazing, and I could imagine
the two of them rubbing against each other.  Hank held still and let Nate
do the fucking.  He was moaning in my ear as he pumped my ass in short
strokes.

This was so wild!  I was moaning and groaning.  I tried to tighten down my
hole, but it just wasn't possible, like it was with just one. But the
pumping across my prostate was driving me crazy!

Hank was breathing raggedly now.  He pulled me in tightly and kissed me.
His tongue roamed around my mouth, as I moaned into his mouth.

I felt it building, and closed my eyes.  I felt Hank clamp my ribs tightly,
and I opened them again.  He nodded his head just a bit, and I knew he
wanted me to keep my eyes open.  I also knew it meant that he was close.

I heard him whimper into my mouth and pull me tightly against him.  I felt
Nate push into me with two or three sharp thrusts, and knew we were all
being consumed by the rush.

It washed over me, as I felt warmth in my hole.  I shot cum between Hank's
and my stomach.  I was trying to frantically breathe, moan, and kiss all at
the same time.

I heard Nate's climax noises in my ear as he unloaded in me.

We lay like that for a moment.  Nate was the first to move.  "Fucking
unbelievable!" as he slowly pulled out and rolled over onto his back.  Hank
unlocked my lips and then returned with a slight peck.  He pushed, and
rolled me off to the opposite side, so he was between Nate and me.

We all lay there, soaking up the pleasure of the moment and allowing our
breathing and heart rates to return to normal.  Nate was running his hand
up and down Hank's side.

I was lying there in euphoric bliss, when I looked at the clock and
realized my Mom would be here in 20 minutes!

"Oh, Fuck!" I said, and when I explained to Hank and Nate, Hank just
started laughing.

"Well, she wanted to see what your new life was like.  Let's just invite
her in!" he said.

"Fuckhead!" I said, reached behind me, and threw the pillow at him.


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