Chapter XXXVI - Carlton & Lyle
Closing the bedroom door quietly, I turned around and saw Lyle already
stretched out on the bed with one leg cocked up in the air. He
had one arm behind his head and his other hand laying across his
stomach, his fingers moving slowly and tantalizingly in the thick
brown hair surrounding the base of his semi-flaccid cock. His
thick uncut cock
was resting across the valley where his lean muscled thigh met his left
hip joint, and his heavy balls were slack and hanging down
between his thighs
over the soft perineum between his ball sac and anus.
"Comfortable?" I asked as I moved across the floor to the bedside lamp
and extinguished it. His hazel eyes shone brightly in the soft
light cast into the bedroom by the bathroom light and followed me as I
moved toward the bed. HIs chest rose
and fell in an easy rhythm as he gazed up at me standing over him, my
hard cock waving gently like a thick truncheon.
"I will be," he answered, smiling seductively and softly patting the
mattress beside his smooth muscled hip.
For an instant, his manner reminded me of other men that I had lain
with. Dalton had been hesitant and a little
embarrassed when he told me of his feelings when we had first made
love, but I wasn't getting that feeling from Lyle. He was
acting as if he were attempting to seduce me even
though we had already sucked each other off.
"I didn't get a really good look at you when we had sex the other day,
Lyle," I said as I sat on the bed beside him, placing my hand on
his velvety smooth sculpted chest.
He lowered his leg, and his abdominal muscles tightened as he sat up
turned toward me placing his hand under his head for
support. "Neither did I," he replied, moving closer and
looking up at me with lust-filled eyes as he placed his hand on my
thigh and said huskily, "I was so excited from being with you
that I wasn't
interested in anything except getting my cock sucked."
I felt the passion and emotions building between us, and my nuts
tingled with excitement at the touch of his hand moving over my thigh.
Turning toward him, I moved one leg up onto the bed, my hard cock
waving only inches from his fingers.
"We don't need to hurry now, Lyle, as we've got all day to do whatever
you want," I said softly, as I outlined the hard muscles of his velvety
soft chest with my fingers, excitement surging through me from the
tantalizing touch of his hand moving over my thigh.
"I know," he whispered leaning forward and breathing in deeply,
his hazel eyes gleaming as he grasped my hard cock and lowered his
The touch of his lips on the blood-engorged head of my cock sent an
electric shock racing to the depths of my nuts; and, as my cock sank
deeper into his mouth, I entangled my fingers in his thick auburn hair
groaning, "Suck it, Lyle."
Lyle slipped his arm around my waist holding me tightly, and I felt
his hard cock pressing against my backside when he curled his body
around me. My nuts contracted when he took them in his hand, and
his mouth was a hot furnace engulfing my burgeoning cock. His
lips pushed the foreskin back exposing the sensitive under glans to his
soft tongue, and his soft moans of passion sent shocks of ecstasy
wafting over me as his fingers gently massaged my nuts while he
greedily suckled on my swelling cock. I was feeling an intense
passionate desire burning in my loins as I succumbed to the erotic
desire to empty the hot sperm boiling in my contracting nuts down his
throat when suddenly he relaxed his hold around my waist and withdrew
from my throbbing cock, gasping for breath as he exclaimed, "Jesus,
Carl, your cock is so fucking big that I can't get it down my throat."
"We're in the wrong position, Lyle," I said, breathing heavily and
clinching my asshole tightly, attempting to suppress the ecstatic
of the sperm rising through the pulsing length of my cock.
"Yeah," he said excitedly as he released my throbbing cock and uncurled
from around me, stretching out on the bed. "Why don't we lie the
we did before?"
My heart was racing with excitement; and I breathed rapidly, sucking
deep draughts of air into my lungs, waiting for my emotions to subside
before moving onto the bed. "You had me pretty close for a
minute, Lyle," I said suppressing my disappointment at his suddenly
withdrawing from my aching cock. "I wasn't expecting you to start
sucking me off."
"I couldn't resist, Carl," he said, looking at me impishly, his eyes
still shining with excitement. "You're so fucking sexy that the only
I wanted was to suck your cock.
"Then finish what you started," I growled, swinging my legs up on the
bed, stretching out beside him and pushing my cock toward his lips.
Without hesitating, Lyle flung his arm over my waist; and, placing his
hand at the base of my spine, he pulled me
tightly to him. As he pushed his cock toward my waiting mouth, I
felt the intensity of his passion as he
greedily swallowed my cock until my balls rested on his chin, his nose
buried in the silky soft hair surrounding its thick base. "God,"
I thought, as he squeezed my cock with his throat muscles. "He's
a natural cock sucker." A euphoric sensation of desire burned in
my nuts as his cock slid down into the depths of my throat, and I
relished the feeling of my throbbing cock deep in his
I felt the warmth of his breath
being expelled from his nostrils as he breathed and washed the hard
length of my penis with his
tongue. His soft moans of pleasure created a tingling sensation
my loins, and waves of ecstasy washed over me as his tongue massaged
the sensitive glans on the underside of my cock head. I could
feel the excitement he was experiencing by the
tightness of his arm muscles as he held me tightly to him and by the
urgency of his
equally thick cock pulsing in the depths of my throat.
I felt his balls
resting on my chin with his smooth throbbing uncut cock buried in my
throat. As I inhaled through my nostrils, the pungent aroma of
emanated from the thick silky hair surrounding his cock's thick
base. Moaning softly, he shivered with excitement as he devoured
cock; and I moved my hand over his soft buttocks kneading
the taut muscles as I withdrew to the crown of his cock, my taste buds
stimulated by the bittersweet stream of thick pre-cum flowing from its
ethereal opening. He reacted automatically to the movement of my
hips withdrawing his cock to my lips; and, his hips moved with the well
oiled precision of
a pump driving his cock smoothly into the depths of my throat. I
could feel the excitement he was experiencing by the suction of his
mouth on my cock and by the fingers of his free hand squeezing my balls.
Waves of excitement surged through me; and, as we sucked greedily
breathing through flared nostrils, I moved my index finger
between the cheeks of his buttocks, searching for his anal
rosebud. As I brushed the tip of my finger over the entrance to
his rectum, I felt it retract, and then relax as I massaged its
quivering exterior. Pressing gently I felt the cheeks of his
ass tighten, and a low groan welled up from deep inside his chest when
the tip of my finger penetrated his anus. The intensity and tempo
his sucking increased; and I felt his muscles tightening, his cock
swelling as I gently moved my finger in a circular motion.
We both were at that subliminally erotic moment of no return, and I
knew from the feelings in my hardening cock and the intensity of his
increasing passion that we had reached the pinnacle of ecstasy.
Breathing in deeply through my nostrils, I drove my cock deep into his
throat as I penetrated his ass with my finger touching his
Lyle's hips bucked, and his arms tightened around my waist as streams
hot sperm exploded with volcanic force from his throbbing cock.
Grabbing his head with my free hand, I drove my violently jerking cock
down his throat; and we greedily drank the creamy elixir pumping
steadily from the depths of our loins until our cocks started to slowly
wilt as the last drops dribbled onto our tongues.
I felt Lyle's tight lips
draining the remaining driblets from my cock as it slipped from his
mouth. Gasping as it slipped from between his lips, he fell on
his back exclaiming, "Jesus, Carl, that
was awesome especially when you shoved your finger up my ass.
saw stars for a few minutes, and it felt like a bolt of electricity
shooting through my cock as I shot my load."
"You liked that?" I asked, still breathing heavily as I swung around
and stretched out next to him sliding my arm under his neck.
"Shit, who wouldn't!" He replied excitedly, turning on his side
and placing his arm over my chest snuggling closer. "Does it
always feel like that, Carl?"
"Always if your partner knows what he is doing," I answered turning to
face him and placing my hand on his
hip just below his ribs. He flinched slightly; and then,
his head close to mine, he relaxed moving closer as my hand moved down
over the soft flesh of his buttocks. Lyle reacted to the pressure
of my hand on his soft cheeks; and, pressing his slick flaccid cock
against mine, I could feel a latent excitement rippling through his
We lay quietly for several minutes, relaxing in each others arms.
The thoughts of what he had said earlier as he and Tip came in out of
the rain filtered through my mind. He was breathing slowly, and I felt
the warmth of his breath flowing over my chest. Breathing in deeply, I
suppressed the excitement building in my loins created by the warmth of
body touching mine; and I was going to ask him what he had meant by "a
long story;" but, for a moment, I thought he had drifted off to
sleep until I felt him twirling a finger around the tip of my
Breathing in deeply, my cock stirred reacting to the tingling sensation
of his fingers moving teasingly over my breast muscles; and I said
softly, "That feels good too, Lyle."
Kissing my neck with his fingers still rotating around my hardening
nipple, he leaned his head back looking at me with a gleam in his eyes
and, in a soft seductive whisper, said, "I know it does because I can
feel your cock getting
Moving my hand up to his waist, I lowered my lips to his; and, kissing
him softly as I pulled him tightly to me, I quietly asked, "Are you
"Yeah...,but," he replied huskily, his lust-filled eyes gleaming. "I
haven't been in bed with any man except you to know how good
and exciting it
feels to have sex with a man," he
said, pressing his groin tightly against
mine. "I've been horny ever since that first time with you, and that
ended too soon."
I could feel the heat building between us, and the feel of his hard
cock rubbing against mine was sending streaks of fire rushing down into
my balls. The desire to fuck his ass was almost overpowering;
but, even though he hadn't resisted the penetration of my finger in his
I wanted him so hot that he wouldn't resist the foreplay that would
lower any remaining barriers.
"Haven't you ever gotten horny and gotten a hardon when you looked at
and wondered what it would be
like to fuck her?" I asked quietly.
"Girls...!" he exclaimed, releasing the pressure of his cock pressing
against mine. "I've never seen a girl who would make me horny enough to
want to fuck her or let her suck my cock." He said incredulously,
leaning back and, looking at me quizzically.
"Is that why you were rude to Carla the other night?"
"Nah," he answered as he adjusted his position, putting his hand under
his head. "Carla is a bitch. She tries to make everyone
think she is so fucking sexy, but she is nothing but a cock
teaser. I know a couple of guys who have tried to put the make on
her; and they said that after she played with them and got them all
hot and horny thinking that she is
going to put
out, she dropped them with some phoney excuse about being a virgin, and
that all she wanted to do was play around."
"And that includes you, doesn't it?" I asked casually, trying not to
sound as if I was interrogating him.
"Yeah, I guess it does; but she was making goo goo eyes at me, and it
was the first and only time I thought about fucking a girl," he
answered sheepishly. "She got me so
fucking horny the night I went with her behind the bathhouse that I
almost shot my load in my pants. I was so hot that I had to jerk
he said heatedly. "I think she got a kick out of doing it."
"That can be devastating when someone gets you that hot, but you said
she and Tracey were lesbians," I said quietly, conversationally, moving
my hand over the velvety soft muscles of his back.
"Everybody thinks they are, Carl. Whenever they are out together,
never seem to want to be around any of the guys," he said,
hesitating and shivering as my fingers moved slowly down his ribs.
"Maybe they are, and maybe they aren't, Lyle; but rumors like that can
be hurtful and ruin people lives," I said, picking my words carefully
and thinking about what Dalton told me about Tip's asking questions
relationship before continuing. "It is a lot like you, Tip,
Dalton and me, and the relationship that we have developed since we
met. It is no one's business if we are gay, Lyle; and it is
something that we should not discuss regardless of what other's might
A stillness settled between us, and I could feel the steady beat of his
heart in rhythm with his soft breathing. The fear that he might
be thinking that I was preaching entered my mind. Slipping my
fingers under his chin, I lifted his head; and, looking into his soft
eyes, I asked, "You aren't angry with me for talking about Carla and
Tracey; and the four of us are you?"
"No,..." he answered, lingering a second before continuing. "I
thinking about what you said, and I hadn't really thought about it like
that. Tip and I kind of figured you and Dalton were
gay when we met you; but, when you said you were brothers and that you
gay, we sort of wondered if you had sex with each other."
"Whether we do or do not is something we won't discuss with anyone;
but it is one reason that we didn't give either one of you a tumble
the other night at the
"Boy, talk about having blue balls that night," he replied, chuckling
lightly. "I did everything I could think of short of pulling my
cock out to see if you wanted to have sex with me because I surely did
want to go to bed with you."
Smiling and remembering his antics, I said softly, "You did a pretty
good job of letting me know it without doing that."
"Yeah, and Tip was just as horny as I was; he flipped over Dalton,"
he said, pressing his body tightly against me and grinning impishly as
he tickled my ribs.
"I think they both like each other," I said, rolling on top of
him, my swelling cock falling between his legs.
Lyle suddenly flung his arms around my neck pulling my lips to his as
he threw his legs over mine. Holding me immobile with his
legs over mine and his arms around my neck, his cock was swelling and
hardening between us as his tongue fought passionately with mine.
The passion in his kiss was infectious; and, as my cock hardened, I
felt the head slipping out of its protective sheath, moving over his
quivering asshole as it lengthened.
As our lips parted, there was a gleam of lust in the hazel depths of
his eyes; and, arching my back, I lifted my torso breaking his hold
around my neck. His arms fell to the side as I slid my hands and
forearms under his shoulders, and he looked at me quizzically for a
moment as I hovered over him. Breathing in deeply, I leaned forward as
I withdrew my cock, the thick shaft pushing his balls up against the
base of his cock. There was a look of wonderment and pleasure on
his face, and I felt his thigh muscles tightening as I drove my cock
downward between his legs, sliding the head over his quivering asshole
with each thrust.
Lyle's hands gripped the bed sheets; and he moaned loudly and
as his hips responded automatically lifting to meet each downward
thrust, his passion increasing as his cock slid through the thick hair
covering my pelvis. I felt the wetness of the pre-seminal
fluid drooling from my throbbing cock head and spreading over his
as my throbbing cock slid between his legs, and the urge to drive my
cock into the hot depths of his ass overpowered me; and I growled, "
Move your legs, Lyle."
Gripped in the animal desire for copulation and unencumbered by the
restraint of his legs holding mine, I spread his legs wider as I rose
knelt between them. His eyes were closed, and he lay panting
like a small puppy, his chest heaving as he breathed. Thick
streams of clear pre-cum flowed from the unsheathed head of his cock,
and I could see his balls contracting and retracting in reaction to the
throbbing of his cock.
Filling my hand with his pre-cum, I slathered it over his asshole,
pressing it with my forefinger as I did. Opening his eyes, he
gazed up at me with a momentary look of panic as my finger slid in his
quivering hole, and I whispered, "Just relax, Lyle, don't fight it."
"Bu...,but" he started to say stopping when I took his cock in my
hand and, stroking it, moved my penetrating finger in a slow circular
motion until it was fully inserted.
His eyes glazed over from the erotic pleasure of his cock being stroked
the slow easy motion of my finger sliding in and out of his asshole,
and he slowly relaxed releasing the tension of his sphincter
muscle. Lubricating my cock with pre-cum and saliva, I lifted his
my shoulders and stretched out. Then as I leaned forward, my cock
asshole and I felt his leg muscles tighten for a moment. His
fingers flexed gathering the bed sheets, and his
sphincter muscle tightened automatically reacting to the pressure of my
cock entering his virgin ass.
"Easy, Lyle, baby. Just relax," I crooned softly, hesitating, and
resisting the urge to drive my cock in his ass.
"I'm trying, Carl; but you're so big that I don't think I can take your
groaned, gasping for breath and gritting his teeth as my cock slowly
spread his sphincter.
"Breath deeply and let your muscles go limp, Lyle," I cooed softly,
breathing deeply and trying to control my own passion. "It'll
hurt for a second, but that will subside after my cock's all the
of your ass," I said, wishing that I had used the lubricant within arms
reach on the night table instead of letting my desire to fuck him
control my emotions.
After a moment or two Lyle, breathing deeply, relaxed; and I could
feel the panic he had felt subsiding. Leaning into his legs, I let my
weight push my cock slowly, inexorably into the hot depths of his
rectum until I felt the pressure of my pelvis pushing his balls upward.
Hesitating for a few seconds to let him get used to the feeling of my
cock filling his ass, I started a slow withdrawal until only the
head of my cock was being held by the pressure of his sphincter.
I smiled inwardly, enjoying the sounds of soft, almost baby gurgles
rolling over his lips; and for a second, the irony of Dalton's telling
me that Lyle
wanted to fuck Tip crossed my mind adding to the feeling of urgency to
de-flower his ass with the same passion I knew Dalton was more than
likely feeling if he was fucking Tip.
It seemed as if my stamina grew in concert with Lyle's moans of
pleasure as he relaxed completely, his hips driving upward to meet the
downward plunge of my cock with the same ferocity. His muscles
tightened as my cock brushed his prostate, and he groaned loudly
tightening his grip on my biceps, his cock hardening, rivulets of
pre-cum soaking the thick softness of his pubic bush.
Wave after wave of sublime ecstasy engulfed us in a euphoric aura of
lust as we raced to the subliminal heights of male-to-male pleasure,
searching for the moment when we would join as one. My biceps
ached from the pain of his vice like grip; and his guttural utterances
of "fuck me, fuck me," served as an impetus to drive my cock deeper
into his hot bowels, my nuts slapping against his ass with a delicious
invigorating pain until we had reached the moment of extreme
muscle-tightening pleasure. Somewhere in the surreal atmosphere
surrounded us, I heard Lyle scream, "Carl, oh, Christ, Carl, I'm
gonna cum;" and, feeliing his muscles tightening, I glanced down at his
cock exploding with a volcanic force jerking and spewing thick white
streams of sperm over his chest and stomach. The feeling of an
overwhelming erotic savagery swept over me as my throbbing cock
hardened, and I
ravished his tight asshole with repeated thrusts as my exploding cock
emptying the boiling sperm from my shrinking scrotum.
I wasn't aware of Lyle's legs falling from my shoulders until I
collapsed onto his heaving chest gasping for air to release the
tightness of my chest muscles. His softening cock was still
the last of his sperm onto his stomach, and I felt his sphincter
tighten as my wilting, spent cock slipped from his asshole.
"Jesus, Carl," he said in an almost child like tone filled with awe,
wrapping his arms around me and breathing heavily. "I didn't realize
how good it would feel; it was so totally awesome that I lost it and
didn't want you to stop. Good Lord, what a feeling, is it
always like that?"
"Usually, once you relax and let yourself get into it," I answered
breathing easier and
grinning at his exuberance as I slid off of his cum smeared chest,
rolling over to sit up on the side of the bed.
"I was afraid it was going to really hurt at first; but after you
started fucking me all I felt was a feeling of excitement spreading
over me from your cock filling my ass," he said as
joined me on the side of the bed. "Did it hurt when you did it
the first time?" he asked, shyly, glancing sideways at me.
"Yes, it did at first; but I had a good teacher who was a little more
than I was," I answered. "I should have used a lubricant to
loosen your asshole and to make my cock slide better. After all,
a mans asshole
isn't made for fucking like a girl's cunt is; she has a natural
lubricant, and her cunt can spread open enough to accommodate just
about any man's cock," I
said, smiling inwardly at how excited he still was.
Standing up, he looked down at me, inhaled deeply and grinned as he
exhaled, his eyes twinkling. "I don't think I will ever find that
out, Carl; but, I surely enjoyed being fucked, especially by you," he
said, grinning impishy at me as he moved
away to the bathroom.
"Lyle, bring me a washcloth and a towel, will
you?" I called out as he went into the bathroom.
After we cleaned the cum off of us, Lyle
returned the washcloths and towels to the bathroom. There were a
couple of spots of sperm on the sheets, but I was too tired to change
them, and I slipped into bed. Lyle returned from the bathroom
exaggerating the swing of his semi-flaccid cock, swaggering as he moved
toward the bed, and slid in next to me. Placing his arm over my
chest he moved close and pressed his cock against my thigh.
After a few moments, he moved his head back on the pillow and asked,
"Carl, do you think Dalton will fuck Tip?"
Inhaling deeply, I pulled the sheet further up over us, knowing the
answer but saying, "I don't know whether he will or not, Lyle; that's
Laying his head on my shoulder, he pressed his hard
cock tightly to my thigh, and said, "I hope he does."
Groaning inwardly, I said to myself, "Lord, save me from horny