Canyon Lake Blues: Chapter 4

Wyatt licked and licked Kelly's navel, tweaking his nipples all the while. He had momentarily forgotten to take Kelly's pants off, but was reminded when something began to press into his chin. He could feel Kelly's erection through his jeans! Abandoning Kelly's navel, he turned his attention to the land down under. He hurriedly took off Kelly's socks and shoes and slid his jeans down his narrow hips, shocked to see that Kelly wasn't wearing any underwear! Boy, this hot little slut was turning him on more and more!

Kelly was enjoying every second, but was eager to see what Wyatt had to offer. 
"I want to see you," he breathed.
Wyatt lifted his head up and looked at Kelly. "We're on my time table! I'm in charge here!"
"Please? I want to see your body!" he pleaded. Wyatt was even more aroused by Kelly's begging. He sounded every bit like the cock-loving cumhole he was!

Wyatt took a step back from the begging boy and slowly began to undress himself. Kelly watched wide-eyed as each piece of clothing came off of him, revealing a body that rivaled the Greek gods! Wyatt's chest was smooth, but perfectly muscled, and each muscle aptly defined; his legs were strong, muscular, as were his chisled biceps. There was a small amount of hair beneath his navel that led to the biggest, most beautiful cock Kelly had ever seen - it was at least 10 1/2 inches long, and very thick! When Kelly saw it, his mouth watered. He wanted that monster in his mouth and then in his ass!

"You like it, baby? You want this bad boy up your pansy ass?" It was as though Wyatt had read his thoughts. 
"Yes, oh, yes, please! Fuck me, Wyatt!"

Wyatt chuckled wickedly. "If you want it, you got to earn it." The smile slid from this face and his features tightened up. "Suck it, bitch! On your knees now!!!"
Without hesitation, Kelly was off the bed, kneeling at Wyatt's feet, staring that massive piece of meat straight in the eye! Wyatt grabbed a fistful of Kelly's long mane at the back of his head and, without mercy, shoved his entire pole into Kelly's surprised mouth. Kelly gagged and choked, but never once pulled away. He relished manly taste of Wyatt's cock and shivered as he felt the veins slide against his tongue.\

"Aw, fuck, this feels good!" Wyatt vocalized his appreciation. Kelly's mouth was hot and velvety smooth. He loved this, face-fucking Kelly, but he wanted to properly make use of Kelly's beautiful, round bum. He pulled his rod out of the warm confines of Kelly's mouth and pulled the other boy's head back so that he was looking directly into Kelly's eyes. He saw disappointment in them. 
"Why'd you do that?!" Kelly complained.

For a moment, Wyatt said nothing. Then, breaking the brief silence, Wyatt quietly commanded, "Get on the bed - now! On your back."
Kelly's face lit up as he knew what was coming next. Without question or comment, he hurried onto the bed, lying flat on his back - and he waited. Wyatt was torturing him, he knew it. It seemed to take forever for Wyatt to join him there. Then, he remembered - they needed lube! If Wyatt wanted to stick that massive thing in him without greasing him up, he was just plain sick!
Kelly shot up and began, "Wyatt! I need to-"

Wyatt planted a large hand in the middle of Kelly's chest, roughly shoving him back onto the bed. 
"I said lay down, bitch!"
"But we need lube! I-"
"We're covered. I know what I'm doing!” said Wyatt, as he kneeled on all fours, his glowering face only inches from Kelly's.
"Do you?" Kelly questioned snidely. "I thought this was your first time."
"Don't get smart with me, Fiore. I had help. Besides, you're the virgin here. You ain't never had a dick this big!" Wyatt answered, raising himself onto his knees and lifting Kelly's legs into the air.

Silently agreeing with the last comment, Kelly couldn't help but ask, "Help? From whom?"
"You don't need to know my business. Now shut up! We didn't come up here to talk!” growled the jock. "Hold these," he commanded, referring to Kelly's own legs. Kelly did as he was told and watched with anticipation as Wyatt lowered his face to Kelly's pucker.

James had told Wyatt, detail by detail, just how to please another man, and Wyatt had listened very closely. As he began to lick Kelly's quivering hole, he remembered James' words.
"Just like when you go down on a girl, to loosen her up for a good fuck, you gotta do that to a guy, too. It's basically just like eating pussy...except it's a guy's pussy...boy pussy." James had said.
"But isn't that nasty? Sticking your tongue in a guy's ass? What if he took a shit?" Wyatt had asked James.
James had chuckled. "Man, any self-respecting queer gives himself enemas to clean out his ass, just in case someone wants to fuck him."
"Enema?"
"Yeah, like a douche, but for your ass."

As Wyatt licked in circles around Kelly's hole, he was no longer worried that it would be a gross experience. He was really getting into it and Kelly was loving it! He was rolling from side to side, moaning and murmuring to himself. Obviously, Kelly loved getting his pussy stuffed. Wyatt was also enjoying Kelly's scent. He might look feminine, but he definitely smelled like a guy - musky, sweaty...a little bit like Wyatt himself. As Kelly's pucker began to open up, wider and wider, Wyatt licked two fingers and slid them inside Kelly, making him hiss and moan even louder.

"Why don't you just fuck me already?!" Kelly moaned.
"You want this monster in you, baby?"
"Yes, yes, yes! Hell yes!"
"Beg me."
"Please, Wyatt! Fuck me, please! I need it so bad! Please, please!” Kelly pleaded desperately.
"More!"
"I want you to fuck me - please!" Kelly was getting louder and louder as he begged to be fucked.
"Say it again, bitch!"
"Fuck me, please!" Kelly yelled. Wyatt climbed up onto his knees and held onto Kelly's slim hips, his giant cock aimed right at Kelly's open, waiting hole. Spitting into one hand, he lubed himself up, ready to go where he had never gone before.
"What did you say you wanted? I don't think I heard you..."
"FUCK ME!” screamed Kelly, like a man possessed.

Wyatt grinned wickedly. "As you wish!" With a mighty thrust, he shoved his entire 10 1/2 inches into Kelly, and laughed as Kelly howled with what could be pain, pleasure, or a mixture of both. Boy, this kid was loud! He slid himself in and out of Kelly's tight ass, never once breaking his speed, marveling at just how tight he was. James was right! A guy's pussy was ten times tighter than a girl's! His dick felt like it was in a vice grip and he was loving it! He had to lay claim to this ass...and to this boy, who intrigued him more and more each minute.

Grunting, Wyatt took hold of what he now considered his. "You're my bitch now, you got that? And this is my ass! All mine! I don't share!"
"I'm - mmmm...I'm no one's...bitch, Wyatt!” Kelly gasped, struggling to get the words out. He didn't want Wyatt to know it, but this was, hands down, the best fuck he'd ever received, and he knew that no one after Wyatt would ever compare.

Wyatt reached out and slapped Kelly across the face, making sure that it wasn't hard to enough to leave a mark. He didn't want anything marring that beautiful face.
"I said you're mine, bitch! You belong to me! Now, say it! Say you're my bitch! Say it!” he yelled.
Kelly knew that he had been defeated by Wyatt once again. First, he had folded and consented to sex with Wyatt, and, now, he would be Wyatt's personal property. As much as he knew he should say no, Kelly just couldn't refuse him.

"I'm your bitch, Wyatt! I belong to you!” he relented.
"Yeah, that's it baby. Now, keep saying it until I fill you up!"

Wyatt released his grip on Kelly's hips and leaned over so they were face to face. Both boys were moaning and grunting, and their bodies were slick and shiny with sweat as Wyatt rapidly, roughly thrust himself in and out Kelly. Kelly wrapped his flailing legs around Wyatt's waist, locking his ankles to steady them.
Looking into Wyatt's eyes, Kelly once more did as he was told. 

"I'm your bitch! I'm your fucking bitch!"
"Who do you belong to, bitch?"
"You, Wyatt, you! I'm your bitch!"
"Say it again! Don't stop!"
Over and over Kelly repeated those words as he was bludgeoned by Wyatt's dick. 
"I'm yours! I'm your bitch, Wyatt! I'm yours!"
"That's right, baby!" 

They fucked for half an hour, Wyatt never yielding his assault on Kelly's ass. All the while, Kelly repeated those words as Wyatt growled his approval. Kelly's dick was trapped between the two of them, but Kelly was getting off because Wyatt's body was sliding back and forth across Kelly's torso. Soon, Kelly was ready to shoot.
"I'm- I'm - ahhhhh....I'm gonna cum!", he shouted, his jizz squirting out of his cock at warp speed, all over his and Wyatt's sweaty chests.
"Me, too! I'm gonna shoot!" yelled Wyatt. With one final thrust, he shoved himself all the way into Kelly, squeezed his eyes shut, arched his back, and shot his massive load of teenage cum into his new lover, howling like a wolf at the full moon.

He collapsed heavily onto Kelly and the two struggled to catch their breath. Kelly had never experienced anything so amazing, so pleasurable in his entire life! He was Wyatt's bitch now, and he wouldn't have it any other way. Besides, sleeping with Wyatt only didn't mean he had to actually like Wyatt, and it didn't necessarily mean that he would fall in love with him...right?

Wyatt heaved himself up and looked into Kelly's questioning eyes for a moment. Then, he lowered his lips to Kelly's in a tender, delicate kiss. Wyatt didn't know what was happening or why he had chosen to be so gentle with Kelly just now. But he did know that there was no way in hell he'd ever actually love Kelly! Just because he had sex with him didn't mean that he'd fall in love with him...or did it?

As he and Kelly continued to kiss, Kelly's arms snaked around his neck, and Wyatt gathered Kelly's slim figure into his arms. They rolled together onto their side, not once breaking the lip-lock. 
I can't be falling for him! I can't! thought Wyatt vehemently. But as he kissed Kelly and enjoyed the softness of his lover's lips, he wasn't so sure...