His hands were always in motion as well.His hands were always in motion as well. As his mouth enclosed my cock in wetness and his tongue and teeth added to the sensations flashing across its skin, Kyle's hands stroked every other part of my body. Even though I wanted the session to last forever - who could wish to end a perfect blowjob? - it couldn't. Kyle was just too good, his mouth too talented. This also meant that he was able to help me hold off my orgasm, but not forever. Almost half an hour later, I finally came. The explosive relief was enough to make me pass out for the second time that day. When I woke up, I was stretched out on my bed and Kyle was lying next to me. He was idly fondling my cock, which had been cleaned and dried and was beginning to rise again. Kyle said, "Next time we'll let you take a turn 'eating at the "Y"'. for now, I need to feel your lovely cock inside me. It's been so long since I've been fucked that I don't think I could wait another minute. In fact, I was just deciding to start without you when you woke up. But, since you have rejoined the party...." He levered himself up on hands and knees, and moved over me. My cock had returned to full hardness by then, and Kyle straightened up over my crotch and aimed himself at the head, which pointed straight up. Then, he sank slowly down, inch by inch, until he was resting flat on my crotch, my cock buried fully in his cunt. I don't know if I expected Kyle's cunt to be any different, but it wasn't. If the rest of him was pure male, that last remnant of his original gender was totally unaffected by it. |