Unnecessary Roughness (17 page)

Kyle had touched other boys. He had no idea the extent of Connor’s experience, other than the comment about a cheerleader and a couple of BJ’s. Was it a lie? He was about to find out.

Connor spat the toothpaste into the sink and rinsed his mouth, then he tried to tame his hair with his brush. As he caught his eyes in the mirror, he paused.
Are you going to do this?

After a quick peek at his crotch, seeing his cock’s erect outline under his briefs, he inhaled for bravery. “Yes. Goddamn it. Yes.”

He tossed the hairbrush on the sink, stood tall, and shut off the light as he exited the bathroom. Pushing aside the clacking beads, he marched back to his bedroom and a waiting Kyle. When he stood in the doorway, he caught Kyle removing his hand from his underwear as if he’d been spotted doing something illegal. The blush on Kyle’s cheeks was deep crimson.

Boldly, Connor dug his thumbs into his own waistband and yanked his briefs down. The moment he did, his cock sprung upright, whacking his abdomen.

“Connor…” Kyle squirmed out of his, throwing them on the floor.

Connor tried not to let this carnal act of pleasure kill him. Years of constantly desiring the touch of another man, being turned off by every female contact, jacking off to photos of male models in the
International Jock
catalogue…enough was enough. He
had
to do this. He was twenty. Time to make love to a guy and become a man.

He took one step closer and felt terrified. “Help me.” When he said it, Connor couldn’t believe he verbalized his fear.

Like a jackrabbit, Kyle sprang off the bed and hugged Connor. “Calm down. We won’t do anything you don’t want to do.”

Once a strong tremor passed over Connor, he replied, “I want to do everything. I’m just scared someone will find out.”

“Not from me they won’t.” Kyle tightened his hold.

Just the contact of their skin from their chests to their thighs made Connor delirious. He wrapped his arms around Kyle’s back and rested his head on Kyle’s shoulder. “You smell so good.”

Kyle chuckled softly. “I’m surprised you’re saying that after what I went through last night. I was even going to offer to shower.”

Connor sniffed Kyle’s neck. “No. Don’t.”

“Let’s lay back down. Okay?”

“Yes.” Connor allowed Kyle to escort him and was grateful Kyle was being so patient.

Side by side again on top of the bedding, Connor was able to relax and slow down his anxious pulse.

Kyle stroked Connor’s long hair, pushing it behind his shoulder. “What do you want to do?”

Connor bit his lip. “I’ve never made love to a man before.” It was his turn to feel the blush rise to his cheeks. “I sound like such an idiot.”

“Why? Just because you were afraid? Do you think you were the only one who felt that way the first time?”

Connor swallowed down a dry throat. “Have you touched a guy?”

“Yes.” Kyle waited, as if he expected some rebuking, which was absurd.

“You…you have?” Connor instantly felt jealous of all the other males who had contact with Kyle. “What have you done with them?”

After a shrug, Kyle replied, “Some kissing. Some jacking off.”

“Wow.” Connor was afraid to tell Kyle he’d had his dick sucked by a male, not female, tutor and a stranger in a public bathroom. It was so long ago, Connor could barely remember either act with any detail.

“I’ve never had oral or anal sex with a guy.”

That thought brightened Connor’s mood. “I’d be your first?”

“Yes.”

His jealousy vanished instantly. “I want Kyle Baker’s cherry.”

Kyle laughed shyly.

In the pause that followed, Connor took a moment to inspect Kyle’s body from head to toe. He had admired it from afar since they met on the lacrosse field and from close up in the locker room. But never this close. Close enough, and with permission, to touch. Connor raised his hand, tentatively hovering over Kyle’s abdomen and chest.

Kyle took Connor’s hand and placed it on his body for him. “Go on. Check me out.”

“Shit.” Connor squirmed and his cock bobbed at the warmth of Kyle’s skin under his palm.

As Kyle stretched out on the bed, making himself comfortable, Connor began his journey. First he smoothed his hand over Kyle’s chest, feeling the nub of an erect nipple. At the sound of the tiny hiss of air Kyle breathed in excitement, Connor felt his dick going hard as stone between his legs. “Everything I’m doing is making me crazy.”

“Good.” Kyle urged his hand lower. “Keep going.”

Connor ran his palm down the rippled muscles of Kyle’s abdomen. Once he passed Kyle’s belly button, he bumped into the head of Kyle’s engorged cock. The slit was seeping clear liquid which stuck to Connor’s knuckles. Connor brought it to his mouth and tasted it.

Kyle said nothing, as if allowing Connor to go at his own pace.

Connor ran his thumb over Kyle’s slit and again sucked the pre-cum off his finger. After glancing at Kyle’s expression, for reassurance that what he was doing was okay, Connor brought his focus back to Kyle’s cock. They nearly matched in length, though Kyle’s curved slightly while Connor’s dick was straight. Their pubic hair was the same color, but Connor’s bush was thicker and he had more hair on his lower abdomen than Kyle did. Connor thought it made sense, since his beard growth was coarser than Kyle’s.

While he bit his lip at his excitement, Connor caressed Kyle’s sack where it rested between his thighs.

“Fuck yeah.” Kyle spread his legs. “Connor, your touch is unbelievable.”

“I feel like such a novice. It’s weird being twenty and not having any experience.” Connor cupped his hand around Kyle’s balls and watched Kyle’s cock react, throbbing and turning a darker shade of red.

“Just go for it. There isn’t anything you can do that I won’t like.”

Connor met Kyle’s brown eyes and smiled mischievously into them. “Yeah?”

“Yeah.” Kyle returned Connor’s impish grin.

Instantly Connor sat upright for a better angle. With his left hand he toyed with Kyle’s tightening sack, and with his right, he wrapped his fingers around Kyle’s dick.

“Oh yes,” Kyle moaned, raising his hips.

“Nice?” Connor admired Kyle’s body during the hand-job. “You going to spurt?”

After Kyle showed his teeth in a grimace, he replied, “Unless you want me to hold back.”

“Hang on.” Connor slid lower on the bed, stopping his hand movement. The sound of Kyle’s panting breath filled the four bare walls of the bedroom.

Connor held Kyle’s cock upright and licked the tip.

“Oh, holy fuck.” Kyle arched his back and his fingers tightened on the bedding below.

“Is it really your first blowjob?”

“Yes,” Kyle groaned. “You better be ready when I shoot spunk. ‘Cause I’m not going to last with you licking me.”

A big smile on his lips at being Kyle’s first, Connor gave the head of Kyle’s cock another long wet lap. The reaction from Kyle was so exciting, Connor’s own cock was beginning to drip and throb.

“Jesus.”

“Mm. Nice. I like it. I knew I would.” Connor maneuvered himself between Kyle’s thighs and put the head of Kyle’s cock into his mouth.

“Ah,” Kyle whimpered, “Connor…holy shit.”

Connor dipped Kyle’s cock deeper into his mouth, loving it. He inhaled Kyle’s musky scent, savored Kyle’s pre-cum on his tongue. He massaged Kyle’s balls happily all the while getting into a rhythm to make Kyle come.

“You better be ready,” Kyle gasped. “Ah! Too late!”

To Connor’s surprise, his mouth filled with cum. He had already decided to swallow, so he gulped and blinked when another full load hit his tongue. That second blast he wasn’t expecting. He swallowed it down as well and waited to see how much more would flow out of Kyle.

When the pulsating of Kyle’s cock slowed down, Connor backed up and paused to see if more cum would emerge from the slit. Only a tiny drop glistened at the tip, so Connor lapped it off. He sat up, very proud of himself. It was then he noticed Kyle’s eyes were sealed tight and he was rocking his hips side to side gently.

“Good?”

“Oh my God.” Kyle grabbed his own dick and tugged on it.

“I swallowed. What do you think? Pretty good, eh?”

In an echo of his previous thoughts, Kyle kept repeating the same line, appearing stunned at the result.

“You gonna live?” Connor laughed at him. When Kyle jolted upright on the bed and connected to Connor’s mouth, Connor’s eyes widened in shock. With Kyle’s tongue inside his mouth, Connor was urged to lie flat on the bed.

Connor grew used to Kyle’s kisses, relaxing as Kyle took charge. Once he was on his back on the bedding, Connor went limp, pliable, and knew it was Kyle’s turn to play.

The kissing was unbelievable. Connor cupped the back of Kyle’s head, encouraging him to continue. First Connor was sucking on Kyle’s tongue, then they’d switch. It was so arousing, Connor began to writhe on the bed. Yeah, he’d kissed girls, but he never wanted to.

He wanted to kiss boys.

He wanted to kiss Kyle Baker.

“I am kissing you,” he mumbled between those kisses.

The comment made Kyle chuckle. He paused, smiling down at Connor. “Yes, you are. You like it?”

“Do I? Forget class and practice, forget studying.” Connor dragged Kyle’s mouth to his again. While he moaned in bliss, his balls were grabbed.
Oh yes, touch me
. Connor spread his legs in invitation.

Soon he was panting so hard he had to part from Kyle’s mouth to gain air. When he did, both he and Kyle looked down Connor’s body to the contact Kyle was making with it.

“Nice cock, Worthington.”

“Yeah?” Connor breathed heavily. “Jesus, that feels so good, Kyle.”

“This is going to feel even better.” Kyle slid downwards.

Connor’s heart went wild under his ribcage and his gasping echoed in the bare room. The minute Kyle wrapped his hot, wet lips around the head of Connor’s dick, Connor whimpered and began jerking his hips to get in.

“I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come,” Connor warned, grabbing Kyle’s shoulders to squeeze as the rush began making its way through his balls.

Kyle sucked harder and faster.

Connor could not believe the sensation. “Oh. Jesus!” He thrust his hips and climaxed. It was so intense, Connor had no idea coming could feel this good.

As Kyle massaged his nuts and sucked him dry, Connor nearly passed out from the strength of the orgasm. “Kyle…Kyle…” he groaned.

“Wow.” Kyle sat up, wiping his mouth off with the back of his hand.

“You okay?” Connor asked, reaching for him. “Was it good or did you hate it?”

“Hate it?” Kyle laughed like the comment was absurd and dropped heavily next to Connor on the bed. Once they were side by side again, Kyle wrapped his arms and legs around Connor and cuddled against him. “I loved it. I can’t believe I just sucked your cock.”

Connor chuckled wearily. “It felt so good. I mean so much better than anything I’ve ever had before.”

“Good.” Kyle wiped his own forehead, which was glistening in sweat.

Once they settled down, and their breathing had resumed a normal rate, Connor rested his face on Kyle’s chest, closing his eyes as the urge to sleep washed over him. “I used to sneak the
International Jock
catalogues into the house and use them to jack off.”

Kyle’s chest rumbled with his soft laugh. “When I was twelve I got off watching the college kid next door. He used to mow the lawn in just a pair of gym shorts.”

Connor chuckled. “You ever jack off with him?”

“No. He was dating some chick. I wouldn’t dare ask a guy to do that unless I was sure.”

“I was never sure.” Connor inhaled deeply, blowing out an exhale across Kyle’s chest.
They did the asking, not me
.

“It’s hard. I’ve been there.” Kyle combed his fingers through Connor’s hair. “You take a chance of getting the crap beaten out of you every time you try. It sucks.”

“That’s why I never tried. I got enough abuse without making a play at another guy.”

“Yeah.” Kyle stroked Connor’s hair, almost lulling him to sleep. “I still can’t believe the hits you take to the crotch during scrimmages. I swear, Connor, you don’t seem gay to me. Not at all.”

“I try to keep up the macho image, you know?” Connor yawned.

“I know.” After a pause, Kyle said, “That’s why the only reason I can think of for you getting a hit like that, is the guys doing it are hot for you.”

“Sure, Kyle. Sure.” Connor didn’t believe that for a second.

“Some guys are so petrified of being attracted to another man, they do strange things.”

“Maybe I should quit lacrosse and become a rock star.”

Kyle tugged at the long strands of Connor’s hair, raising them into the air and letting them drop again on his chest. “You sing well. Do you play any instruments?”

“Yeah, the guitar a little.”

“There ya go. Perfect cover for a gay guy.”

Connor smiled. “Will you be my roadie?”

“Heck yeah.”

“Good.” Connor kissed his chest and nestled closer. “Good.”

Chapter Ten

Kyle was determined to protect Connor.

This illegal slashing and tripping had to stop.

Kyle adjusted his helmet, his gloved-hands gripping the lacrosse stick. As he chewed on the mouth guard, he watched Connor squatting mid-field, ready for the face-off to begin the practice match.

The official blew his whistle. Connor scooped up the ball into his crosse netting and passed it efficiently to a teammate in the attack area. Just as Kyle sprinted downfield to get into a good position, he caught Connor reacting to a hit.

What the fuck?

Kyle spotted one of their own men illegally body-checking Connor, the end of Ross Cartmen’s stick clearly visible between Connor’s legs and hitting him in the groin at the same time.

Kyle went berserk and bit down on the mouth guard as he screamed in fury.

Connor dropped to his knees in pain but play continued as the officials’ focus was near the end line. Kyle spit out the plastic in his teeth and crouched down next to Connor.

Finally a field judge noticed the action and whistles blew.

“Fuck!” Kyle cried. “Connor! You okay?”