I had expected to wait a long time, before I got to have Kyle again. I couldn't have been more wrong.
Last night, there was a loud knock on my door. From the kitchen, I walked through the house and went to open the door.
I took a quick look over my shoulder, glancing at the clock that hung on the wall. It was quarter past eleven.
After opening the door, my heart began to pound. Kyle was standing there, with a beautiful smile on his face.
"Hi." He said.
"Hello." I smiled "What are you doing here?"
"Do you want me to go away?" He asked, still smiling.
"No way." I took hold of his red t-shirt. "Get your ass in here!"
Tugging on his shirt, I pulled Kyle up the doorstep and into the house.
"I guess that your girlfriend has gone out." I said, releasing my grip.
I pushed the door closed then started to walk back toward the kitchen. I had only made it as far as the dining room, which was just through a door from the lounge.
"Yeah, she's staying out tonight." He explained, grabbing me from behind.
With his hands gently gripping my waist, he held me in place. My heart skipped when his lips connected with my neck. He passionately pecked at my sensitive skin.
Reaching up with one arm, I placed my hand on the back of his head. I pushed on his head, forcing him further into my neck.
Getting the message, Kyle began to kiss me harder. Driving his teeth deep into my skin, he bit me hard. My cock began to stiffen when he started to suck on the bitten flesh.
His mouth left my neck and moved up to my ear.
"Take me to your bed." He whispered.
I took hold of his hand and turned back toward the lounge. We were soon rushing up the open staircase.
Being too eager, I tripped over the top step. I lost grip of Kyle's hand as I fell to the floor.
"Are you ok?" Kyle said.
"Yeah" I started to get up off the floor, "Just embarrassed."
"No need to be." He said.
Kyle took my hand and helped me to my feet. We walked across the landing and into my bedroom.
Before I had chance to make a move, Kyle pushed me from behind. I fell forward once again, this time landing on my bed.
Kyles hand came down on my butt. He slapped my other cheek, even harder then he had hit the first. He pulled at the back of my sweatpants, revealing my ass.
He climbed on top of me, meeting my ass with his denim covered crotch. Taking hold of my wrists, he pinned me down and began to grind against me.
I gripped at the white bed linen, feeling Kyle's teeth sink into my shoulder. The feeling was intense, even though he was biting me through my t-shirt.
"Stay still." He said.
Kyle slipped off me and stood up. He tugged at my socks, pulling then off. He threw them across the room.
He pulled at my sweatpants again, this time pulling them right down. The front of the pants pulled at my hard cock, forcing it into a bad angle. I lifted my butt to reposition it.
"I said don't move..." Kyle slapped my ass. "Bitch."
I was tempted to correct him, telling him that wasn't what he had said. I thought better of it and kept my mouth shut.
I heard his belt buckle rattle behind me. He brought the strap down hard, striking my butt. I tensed up, rubbing my uncomfortable cock against the bed.
The leather hit me once again, My ass was stinging, almost burning.
"Give me another." I gripped the bedding, "please."
He whipped me again, so hard that I kicked out. My foot met the bedside table, causing the lamp to fall off it.
I relaxed, hearing the belt land on the floor.
"Take your shirt off." Kyle said.