Chapter 3

Kyle's POV

I'm panting. Stan locked the bathroom door loud so I purposly heard the click. Since, our town was so small and f'ed up there is usually no large handicap bathroom. He pushed me against the bathroom wall and put his hands on the wall so I couldn't moved. "Stan, maybe we should uh g-" he stopped me from sying anythign by leaning in and lick the sweat off my neck. "Go to m-my house the-" He then put his hand on my mouth to make me be quiet. He looked in me the eyes, this wasn't his normal smiling eyes. He leaned into my left ear and breathed into it, "Kyle...if I'm going to make you suck my cock before I leave, I will"

My heart beated faster. "Sta-" He pushed his hand harder on my mouth. I looked away with my eyes for a few seconds, "Take off that stupid hat" he said threatingly in voice I haven't heard in months. I was scared for a moment so I hesitated, "Take it OFF." I shook and jolted to get my mouth free from his hand. I could barely breath at one point. He raised his other hand and slapped my hat off my head so it fell and hit the bathroom door with a bang. I opened my mouth in shock and in the moment he swiftly stuck his fingers in my mouth and stared at me again with piercing eyes, "Suck them, Ky-le" He said my name so smoothly with the flick of his tounge. I was shaking. I put my shaking hands on his wrist and pulled his fingers closer. I wrapped my tounge around his 2 fingers over and over. I was breathig hard and I was hard. Stan realized this fast "Tch, Ky-le has a little boner from sucking my fingers." I was sucking his finger so much, something I haven't done in months, maybe almost a year. It was was of the first things I did on our first date when we 16. Except it wasn't in public, we were in Stans bedoom. Now I was in a public, smelly bathroom being harder and more turned on than I have been in ages. Stan added a 3rd finger and at that point I went to put my hand down to my crotch to rub it.

Stan snatched my hand right away and blatantly said, "No, Ky-le." My cock was so hard and in pain of not bein touched that I wanted to cry. Suddenly, Stan started rubbing it with free hand. He slowly took his fingers out of mouth. They were covered in my drool and he instantly smirked as he saw me panting from his touching. His fingers must've been in my mouth for minutes, sliding up and down. It was hard getting used to them not being there. My hands were shaking and I was trying to swallow my own saliva to get a hold of myself, so I could breath normally again.

Stan's POV

"What a cutie," I cooed as I rubbed Kyle's hard cock and leaned down in front of it. "I didn't expect you to be the one getting hard as you sucked my fingers." I heard him panting and whining above me. "What if I told you that you had to wait till we were at my house? Which you know is even farther from the park than yours." I laughed to myself when I heard the noises he was making. I pulled down his jeans to see his boxers which were now tight. I grabbed his cock through his boxers and rubbed it hard than before.

"Stan," he panted and whinced, "l-let's st..op h..eeere." I didn't listen to what my boyfriend was saying. If I'm going to Spain for 2 months and I have a whining boyfriend with hard cock, I'm gonna do something about it

"No Ky-le~" I cooed as I pulled down his boxers rubbed the pre-cum off the tip with my thumb. I then took my index finger and moved it up the length of his arousal. I rubbed his cock up and down from tip to base, smirking the whole time. "How groomed you are, it's cute that you're always ready for me." I rubbed the short hairs around and the base before taking his member into my mouth and sucking it over and over. I suddenly feel fingers grab my hair and pull me up down on my boyfriends hard dick. I put my hands on his cock again and rubbed back and forth, squeezing tightly. "T-torture..." I hear him say above me, which only makes me suck with even more force. Lowering my body even more, I stick my tongue out and lick at the base of his arousal. Licking at the base a few more times, I decided to let my tongue slide up towards the tip, licking him as if he were a lollipop. It caused quite a strain on my jaw so I relaxed and opened my mouth even wider. I was letting out a few soft moans, but I heard even more panting at this moment than I have in our whole relationship. Without any warning, my precious, innocent crying boyfriend releases on my face and sinks to the ground. I lick around my lips and use my fingers to wipe the remaining cum off my face. I look at Kyle and smile at him with what he calls a "winning smile." He pulls his pants up, leans in, and kisses my forehead.

"Love you" he says to me as he sits on the dirty bathroom floor.

"Love you too, but when I come back you better blow me." I say as I light a ciggarette from my back pocket and take a drag.