My Boys

AN: Sorry for the long wait! School and work have been keeping me so busy, I've had no time to relax, let alone write. I'm really gonna try to update more frequently! Enjoy!


It had been about a week since my wonderful threesome with Mark and Tyler. I had spent about every night since then jacking off over the memories of our time together. Masturbating wasn't cutting it though, I felt the desperate need to get it on with another live human being.

My options had been seriously depleted though. It was a holiday weekend, so Mark and Ben had gone home. Tyler was with his dad. Will and I had only had the one encounter, so I doubted he was up for a booty call.

If that weren't bad enough, I was stuck working for the weekend. Meaning, I had to sit in the office for hours upon hours and make sure the building didn't burn down or anything.

I didn't know who I'd be working with. I was supposed to be on duty with this girl named Ashley, but she had been let go a couple days ago. Something about sleeping with a resident, a big no-no in this job ("Do your job, not your residents!") If no one took over her shift, I was really gonna be in for a long boring weekend.

After sitting in the office and surfing the internet for about a half hour, my boss Veronica finally walked in.

"Hey Shane," she greeted.

"Hello, how's it going?"

"It's going well, I was able to find a replacement RA," she sighed with relief.

"Wow, that didn't take long," I said.

"Yeah, we got pretty lucky. Anyway, his name's Kyle, he should be here in a minute. Do you mind showing him the ropes?"

"Oh yeah, no problem."

"Great. Well if you have any questions or problems, my cell's on."

"Alright, thanks Veronica. See ya later."

As my boss turned and walked away, my enthusiasm greatly diminished. Normally I wouldn't mind training a newbie, but I just wasn't in the mood to answer an endless tirade of questions.

"Yep...looks like this night is gonna be pretty-"

My mouth stopped working. It just stopped. My whole body stopped really, except my heart which seemed to speed up. I was completely frozen in time and space as he stepped into the doorframe.

"...hot," I gulped.

There before me stood this angel of a man. He was of pretty average height, probably a bit shorter than my 6'1". Built like a Greek god judging by the way his tight t-shirt stretched over his pecs and arms. Spiky dark brown hair, deep pools of dark chocolate for eyes, a day or two worth of stubble, and a blindingly white smile. Everything about this boy was perfect, he could have easily just stepped out of an Abercrombie catalogue.

"Hey, I'm Kyle. You must be Shane."

He reached out his hand toward me, and I swear I nearly passed out. It took a few awkward beats for me to remember how to use my arm, but I finally managed to grasp his strong but soft hand. It took all I had not to bend down and kiss the damn thing.

"Uh...hi...I'm Shane..." I muttered.

"Riiiiight. We established that. It's nice to meet you Shane. So...can I have my hand back?" he laughed.

Oh man...there was that smile again. He's lucky my body melted with that smile, or I might never have let him go.

"So I'm pretty excited about this job. Veronica seems like a nice boss. She said you'd teach me how things work here."

"Oh...yeah, she um...she said you'd have questions."

Somebody shoot me.

"I'll try not to bug you with too many questions. How bout I just follow your lead?"

He could follow me anywhere.

"That sounds great. Basically we just sit around and play on the computers. We're just here in case something goes wrong. Which we're in luck, since most kids went home for the weekend."

"Sweet. I knew I applied for this job for a reason," Kyle laughed.

So we sat at neighboring computers and went about our business. Pausing every so often to show the other a funny video or ask a random question. It was all going pretty nicely.

Then I did something that would change my night in a huge way.

I was on Facebook just surfing around. I found myself looking at Mark's page. Kyle's eye caught my computer screen and he kinda stared at me for a second.

"You know Mark?" he finally asked.

"Yeah, we're really good friends. How do you know him?"

"We were actually roommates freshman year. He's a great guy."

"Yeah, we have a lot of fun together," I agreed.

Kyle smirked a little, "I bet you do."

Well that was an odd comment to make. What was he trying to say?

"Should I know what that means?" I asked in confusion.

"Oh it's nothing. Just...well Mark and I are pretty close. We tell each other everything."

My breathing stopped when Kyle put the added emphasis on "everything". Would Mark really tell one of his friends about our little sexcapades? A friend that I could only assume was completely straight?

"Ya know I had my suspicions when I heard your name was Shane. I should have put two and two together. He did say you were a cutie."

"Look," I began in a panic. "I don't know what Mark told you, but we don't...wait...he said I was cute?"

Kyle laughed, "Yeah, why so surprised? He also said you give great head."

I choked a little on my own saliva that seemed to be overflowing in my mouth. I was not prepared to have this conversation with anyone, let alone this beautiful boy sent from the heavens of hotness.

"I don't really think that's any of your business. I'm not too thrilled about Mark telling people our secrets," I said in all seriousness.

"He doesn't tell people. Just me. We're like brothers, we tell each other everything. Besides, he probably never expected us to meet like this."

"I guess I can understand that. But can we just pretend this never happened?"

Kyle stared at me for a second, so obviously not ready to kill the conversation.

"Sure...if you don't wanna talk about it, I understand."

"Thank you."

A few silent moments passed.

"So is it true you two got it on with your brother?" he asked incredulously.

"Kyle! I thought we were gonna drop this," I said getting a little irritated.

"Sorry," he apologized. "It's just...Mark tells me all these stories. All about you. I just wanted to know if it was all true."

"Well fine, yes, it's true. Probably everything he's told you is true. Happy?"

He sighed, "No. I'd rather find out first hand."

It's a wonder my jaw hasn't completely dislodged from my head at this point.

"What do you mean?" I asked, even though I had a hunch.

"Well...like I said, Mark told me you give great head. I'd like to know what you do that's better than me."

"You and Mark are...you two..." I couldn't form the words.

"Where do you think he learned how to rim like that?" Kyle grinned. "I hear he had you screaming."

"I wasn't screaming!" I defended. "I was simply moaning...in a loud, screechy voice..."

"Hahaha, I'm sure. So what do you say? Show me your special skills?"

Kyle made a show of rolling his chair back so his lap was revealed from under the desk.

"HERE?!" I yelped. "We're at work! In the office!"

"Yeah, but like you said, most people went home for the weekend."

"But not everyone! Besides, Veronica lives in the building, she could walk in at any minute," I argued, but to be honest, it was a half-hearted attempt.

"You're right. She could walk in. Anyone could." With that he leaned over so his mouth was up to my ear. I felt the soft scratch of his stubbled cheek against mine. "Doesn't that make it more exciting?"

Okay, I don't wanna come off sounding easy, but how could I say no to that? How could I say no to this boy at all?!

"I don't know...it seems a little risky. Maybe we could wait til midnight and you could come by my room..."

"Shane," Kyle said putting his hands on my shoulders. "Get under the desk. And blow me."

He didn't even have to apply any pressure. Within seconds I was on the ground, huddle under the desk next to the computer hardrive. I don't know if it was the thought of getting caught or the way he took charge or what, but I was definitely turned on.

I pulled his chair in front of me so that his crotch was right up in my face. Through his jeans, I could already tell he was getting hard. I reached forward with my hand just to test him out. My hand slid slowly up his denim-covered thigh, feeling the heat grow as I got closer to the juncture. Sure enough, before I even made it all the way up his thigh, I felt the beginnings of his stiff manhood. He was definitely hard, and definitely big.

"Come on, take it out and suck it," he ordered.

I should have felt degraded, but damn it if I didn't get harder myself at his commands. So I went to work unfastening his pants and pulling down the zipper. He lifted his hips off the chair enough for me to shimmy his jeans and white boxer-briefs down over his ass. A nicely manicured bush was revealed before the main course.

"Holy shit," I unconsciously muttered.

Now I'm no slouch in the size department. And I've handled my fair share of big guys. Between Will's immense girth, and Mark's overall largeness, I thought I had seen it all. Not so.

Kyle had been blessed with a cock that was no less than 8 inches in length, and I'd wager at least 6 around. But what struck me almost even more than the size, was the beauty of it. I like dick and all, but it's not exactly a work of art. Kyle's equipment though...it was straight up gorgeous.

"You have an awesome cock," I spoke my thoughts aloud.

"It'll look even better in your mouth," he grinned.

He didn't have to tell me twice. My head descended. Normally I would start slow, licking up and down the length and whatnot before taking it in. But Kyle wanted a blowjob now, and I wanted to get straight to work.

I engulfed his mushroom head easily enough, and continued down the first third of his shaft. The thickness was already filling my mouth, but I knew I could handle more length. So I opened even wider, relaxed my throat muscles, and kept going. Before long, I had at least 6 of the 8 inches lodged in my throat.

I began a gentle humming that vibrated from his head all the way to wear my lips wrapped around the base before applying massive suction as I came back up. With the shaft lubricated in my saliva, I wrapped my hand around him and started stroking rhythmically. I flicked my tongue over the flaring head several times before taking it in again, this time using my mouth, tongue, and hand together. Everytime I pulled back up, I let my tongue swirl around the head, and then again as I went back down. My other hand moved up his toned thigh until it found his scrotum resting on the office chair. I picked up the delicate sac and massaged the egg sized nuts.

As I continued giving him all I had, I glanced up to see his eyes rolling back in his head, his breathing becoming labored. I smiled to myself and sort of chuckled, which sent more vibrations down his dick.

"Oh man..." he moaned.

Oh yeah, he liked that.

"Oh man," he repeated. "Someone's coming to the door."

I stopped dead, mouth full of manmeat. I didn't know what to do. There was no way to get out of this predicament before whoever it was got to the door.

"Hi," Kyle said meekly. "Can I help you?"

It was official. There was a person standing in the office, not five feet away from me and Kyle. The only thing protecting us was the desk and computer blocking the guest's view of Kyle's lap with my head stuck to it.

"Yeah, I just have a couple questions," the resident said.

"Sure, go for it," Kyle said, trying to keep his cool.

It suddenly occurred to me that I could have a little fun. I was safe from the resident's line of vision for sure. And there was nothing Kyle could do to stop me. So why not mess with him a little bit.

I slowly slid my mouth up his still very hard member. He sighed in relief, thinking I was trying to ease off and get out of this postion. But at the last second, I dove back down in full force and gave his balls a light squeeze in the process.

"Ahhh!" he yelped.

"Are you okay?"

"Me? Of course, I'm fiiiiiine! I'm just really excited to answer your questions," Kyle squirmed.

"Ooookay. I was just wondering how hard it would be to get a room switch."

"Ooooh, so hard..." Kyle semi-moaned.

I smiled as I increased my pace on his painfully erect cock. I didn't see him lasting much longer.

"Really? Cuz I've been having some issues with my roommate-"

"More!" Kyle interrupted.

"...well, he has guests over all the time, and he plays his music so loud-"

"Oh my god, faster," Kyle ordered.

As the resident sped up his speech, I moved like a jackhammer up and down Kyle's member, still matching my bobbing head stroke for stroke with my hand. The hand caressing his balls found its way down over his perineum until I suddenly felt his anus. I stoked my finger over the rosebud a few time.

"Are you kidding me?" Kyle blurted.

"No...I swear it's all true. So do you think I could get that room change?"

"I think...you should come back...tomorrow during normal business hours...our area coordinator can HELP!"

It was at that moment that my finger found its way past the tight sphinchter muscle.

"Thanks..." the resident said a little freaked out. "They work you guys too hard man..."

I heard the footsteps of the kid get further and further away. He left in the nick of time. With my finger lodged in Kyle's ass, my hand still rapidly stroking his huge dick, and my mouth poised securely around the head, I felt his body tense and soon my mouth was flooded with his warm, sticky cum.

"Jesus Christ!" he exclaimed.

Hopefully that wasn't too loud. We didn't need the resident coming back.

When his body finally relaxed, I squeezed any final traces of semen from his deflating cock before reaching for the waste basket to spit it out. Then I just stared up at him with a wicked grin on my face.

"You are horrible!" he chastised. "What if he had figured out what was going on?!

I eased myself up off the floor and positioned my mouth at his ear.

"Doesn't that make it more exciting?"

AN: I hope that was as enjoyable for you to read as it was for me to imagine and write. I look forward to more adventures with Kyle. Who knows, maybe Mark will join in. Maybe Tyler again as well. Could be a nice little foursome in the future!

As I'm sure you've noticed, one element missing from my story has been anal sex. Partly because I've never done it myself, so I'm still preparing myself to write about it. Is it something you'd want included, or is it better left out? And who would you like to see my first time be with? Top or bottom? I'm open to any and all suggestions!