Part 27

Kyle's email was a long one. He told me how he was a total fucking mess at the airport. But he said it was cool to have the memories of our week in Cape Town, and that he’d jacked off a heap of times thinking about the night he put my legs over his shoulders and fucked me. He asked me about the bottle and the 'spare' pair of Speedos in my bag. Spare pair of Speedos?

I rummaged through my rucksack and found them. Kyle's!!! I held them to my face and smelt his wild scent. My cock responded. My tongue found his dried cum stains. I put the bottle of his juice on my bedside table and wrote back thanking him, and telling him that I missed him like fucking hell. I also mentioned my dog, Kyle, and the new pool.

Jade had also written. He said he was amazed at Kyle's and my adventures in Cape Town and that he'd love to meet me one day. There was no email from Mike, though. I guess he thought I was ignoring him. I sent a quick note off to Gary.

After I'd answered the knock on my door, mom sat on the spare bed alongside Kyle. He put his chin on her lap as she petted him.

"I've been thinking about what happened to you and Kyle in Cape Town," she sighed. "I really don't know what to say except that you're my son, my only son, and I love you more than life itself. I will stand by you no matter what. But, I'm kind of hoping it's just infatuation, just a phase."

"What's the difference between infatuation and love?"

"Love lasts, son. Love is forever. Love transcends the physical." She paused. "Are you more than physically attracted to Kyle?"

The dog kept looking at mom, pricking his ears and tilting his head. He figured she must have talking about him. He made us both laugh for a moment.

"Kyle is groovy looking, mom. Excellent. But it's not just his looks. It's everything. The way he laughs, his hair, his gentleness, his humor ... I look up to him." I finished by telling mom how he’d saved my life in the surf.

"So…" Mom took a while to get the rest of the sentence out. "You think you're gay? Is that what’s bothering you?"

The word 'gay' coming from mom and describing me came as a shock. I avoided answering and leaned across to pet the dog. He quickly jumped over to my bed and licked my face.

"Daniel?"

"Do I have to be anything, mom? Can't I just be me, whatever that is? I mean, that word makes me feel like I’m one of those queeny guys you see at the mardi gras on the tube. I'm not like that. I'm just a regular kid. At least, I think I am."

She looked at me with a mixture of sadness and curiosity. "A regular kid who's in love with another regular kid."

"Yeah, I guess." I felt awkward and completely inadequate.

"Well, son, this has come as a major blow to me. I'm going to have to get used to the idea. Give me time." Mom stood up and went to the door.

"Can Paul still sleep over on weekends?" I asked.

Mom paused and studied me. "Is there any reason he shouldn't?"

I shook my head. "Is it cool if I phone the guys tomorrow morning and invite them around to see the new pool and stuff?"

"Of course it is, Daniel. That's why I had it installed. By the way, Richard paid for it. He said it was in return for the eggs you fixed for his breakfast."

It'd been a week since I worked out with the chest expander, but all the recent swimming had kept me fit. My tan was deeper too, and the tan line had disappeared. I was as brown as a berry from top to bottom, which made my blonde pubes stand out. I checked myself in the mirror and flexed my muscles while wishing Kyle could have been watching.

After putting the dog outside, I laid naked on top of my bed and switched off the bed lamp. Kyle's Speedos were draped over my face. I raised my legs and imagined him sliding his hard six into me. I cried myself to sleep.

"Daniel?"

I opened my eyes to see Kyle climbing through the open window. His cape was draped over his shoulders and I saw the big, red K emblazoned on his chest. He knelt by the side of the bed and kissed me. The palm of his hand held my cheek as his thumb caressed my eyebrow. His tongue danced with mine. His fleshy, red lips felt fucking awesome. After Cape Town, I thought I'd never get to taste them again.

He put his strong arms underneath my back and knees and carried me to the window. In a few seconds, I was looking down at the sprawling town lights. The wind was making a whistling noise as we headed rapidly toward the stars. We arrived at some place that was a mass of blue, white and green clouds, swirling softly. When he let go of me, I just drifted in space.

"This place has no gravity," he explained.

"Where are we?"

He pointed to a distant star. "That's Earth."

"Fuck!"

Kyle ripped off his cape and body suit, and let them drift nearby. He said he'd gotten a telepathic message that I wanted to smell him. We floated naked in weightlessness as I filled my nostrils with every part of his magnificent body. I spent some extra time sniffing his black bush with its strong and sensual scent. He rolled over and allowed my tongue to explore his firm globes, then down to his nads and along the underside of his shaft. When my tongue reached his swollen cock head, the taste of his delicious pre-cum filled my mouth.

"Do you want me to fuck you?" he grinned. "I can spare the time."

"Both ends," I smiled. "I'm feeling greedy."

"No problem, dude. I'm Super Kyle! I can cum as long and as often as I want."

A silver space ship suddenly appeared and hovered for a second. I saw ET-type faces at the windows waving and laughing. Then it sped off, became a pin head and vanished. This was sooooooooooo rad!

Because there was no gravity, we started with a vertical 69-er. I could feel his funky lips gliding up and down my shaft and his tongue electrifying my knob as I took his fat six into my mouth. I had my arms wrapped around his thighs, and used my nose to massage his balls while my head bobbed.

His rock hard beef choked me as my tongue worked his shaft and piss hole. Our lover's timing was perfect as usual. We both blew buckets of thick boy cum into each other's mouths. I was so glad to feel Kyle's hot juice sliding down my throat again. It tasted so fucking wicked! I swallowed every one of his creamy wads.

Kyle grabbed both my ankles as I laid floating on my back. I watched his beautiful lips sucking my toes. His tongue worked its way up my legs to the inside of my thighs. My whole body was on fire. He pushed my legs apart and buried his face between my buns. I felt his warm, wetness relaxing my hole as his black hair spilled over his forehead and tickled my balls. He raised his head and looked at me with those irresistible hazel eyes and half-smile.

"Ready or not!"

I'd never been so ready for anything in my life. I wanted this fuck to last for all eternity. I felt the head of his throbber press against my ass as he draped my legs over his broad shoulders. His hands grabbed my waist. I placed mine on my buns and spread them, allowing him to slide gently all the way home.

I watched his shoulder and chest muscles glisten with sweat as they contracted with every thrust of his hard meat against my prostate. To be joined like this to the most wonderful person in the universe was the ultimate thing imagineable. The blue, white and green swirls of this amazing planet kept time with Kyle's body as he fucked me senseless.

His breathing became more rapid and louder through his flaring nostrils. His head flew back. I watched his mouth open and heard the most incredible teenage roar. He pushed his throbber into me as far as it was possible to go. I felt the heat of his cum building inside. After several seconds, he collapsed on top of my chest and let his meat soften within my hole. His lips pressed against mine. I hugged him so hard that he'd never, ever get away from me.

"Why can't dogs learn to use the toilet?" I asked mom as I went about my new chores.

Mom plucked a weed from the garden and threw it at me. "Don't ask silly questions. And make sure the pool is clean for the boys when they arrive. It'll be nice to impress them."

It was a fantastic day. The sun was hot and the pool sparkled. Kyle stopped chewing on a stick as the guys arrived, and welcomed them with his foot-long tongue and dirty paws.

As the guys undressed down to their Speedos, I noticed that Dick looked as awesome as ever. Almost six feet of lean, hard, tanned muscle topped with a mop of blonde hair. I could hardly wait to tell him what had happened with the pizza dude in Cape Town. Freddie was all smiles as usual, and Jo positively beamed. I guessed it was because of his new, adoptive family. Paul hadn't changed in twenty four hours.

Mom tended the garden as we guys bombed each other in the pool. Kyle was barking and having a fantastic time. It felt strange to be wearing Speedos, but I didn't think it would be wise to skinny dip in front of mom, especially after our talk last night. The phone rang and she went inside to answer it. After a few minutes, she came outside again.

"That was your grandma. She wants me to take care of a few things for her. I'll be back in a few hours."

The moment the car drove off, a pile of Speedos hit the timber decking. I was about to dive in when Dick swam in front of me. He had that pleading look that I’d come to know so well.

"I haven't had one in a whole week, man."

I just stood there with my hands on my hips and let him suffer for a minute or so. His eyes were glued to my soft five. Then I lifted my cock and let my piss arc high before it splashed down on Dick's handsome face. It was a nice long leak, so Dick should have been pleased. Paul tried to push the big guy out of the way but didn't succeed. Oh well, he could have the next one.

After about an hour in the pool, we sat around in the brilliant sunshine chatting. Jo was eager to tell me all about his new family.

"It's just so awesome, Daniel." He glanced at Freddie. "And having Freddie as a real bro is totally rad. We have proper meals at the family table and watch TV and do stuff that regular kids do. It's the bomb!"

"So what did you guys do while I was away?"

"Just the usual stuff," Dick answered, "swam in Freddie's pool, went to school, jacked off thinking about you." He and all the others looked at my cock.

"Did you really?" I said, acting surprised. It felt groovy to be their god again. I filled them in on everything that had happened in Cape Town.

"This Kyle dude sounds awesome," Freddie said.

"Right on, man. I wouldn't be here if it weren't for him rescuing me like that. You guys should see surfing in real life. It rules! Kyle and his bud Paul are rave surfers."

We were all sitting around making pretend plans to go on a surfing adventure when mom appeared. "Boys! Where are your Speedos?"

Ten hands covered their semis in a split second as five faces turned crimson. Mom cracked.

"Don't get yourselves all bashful, boys. I've seen it all before. Well, I mean not yours exactly. I meant..."

We all fell about laughing so much we forgot to keep our cocks covered.

"How about lunch?" she said. "I brought some things home for pizza. We'll make our own."

We all rushed into the kitchen without thinking. "Oh, sorry mom," I said, as I suddenly realized we were all still naked. Ten hands covered our cocks again.

"Boys, relax. But, don't expect me to get naked!" she laughed. "There's something very natural about boys being boys. And from what I can see, every one of you has an all-over tan, so it's not like your weenies have never seen the light of day."

"Are you sure, mom?"

"Positive. Just so long as I can keep my dress on. I'm not a boy in case you haven't noticed."

Dick chopped the mushrooms, onions and tomatoes while I sliced the ham. Freddie and Jo did the pepperoni, salami and green peppers while mom prepared the three bases with tomato paste and herbs. Paul grated the mozzarella. A bottle of olives stood on the bench.

It felt totally rad to be naked with four other dudes in the kitchen while mom was there. It wasn't sexy or anything, just natural. Mom didn't pay undue attention to any of us. Well, not all that much. Just the odd peek. I suppose it was only normal for a female to notice stuff. But she didn't make a big deal about it. As for Kyle, he just laid on the floor waiting patiently for food. Dogs would always be dogs. Nakedness to them was nothing unusual. I loved his eyes.

Freddie and Jo handed mom the plate of sliced pepperoni and salami.

"Well, I see you boys managed to slice the correct sausages. Thank goodness for that!" she laughed.

We sat around the pool feasting on the pizza. Everytime I looked at the mozzarella, I was reminded of my hero in Cape Town. My canine Kyle had to be content with a meat bone.

After dinner that night, I felt like I needed a chat with mom. I asked if it was OK to switch off the tube.

"It's boring anyway," she sighed. "So, what's on your mind, son?"

"You said 'phase' ... that I'm going through some kind of phase."

"We all go through phases, Daniel. It's part of life."

"So, you mean I'm gonna change?"

"Look at me, darling. Do I look like a fifteen year old girl?" She cracked and fluttered her eyelashes.

"Would you like to be?"

"What? And be without you? Daniel, I couldn't imagine life without you. You're my flesh and blood. There is no way in the wide world that I would want to be fifteen again. I like things just the way they are, except for missing your dad, of course."

I paused to think for a moment. "What do you figure I'll be like as a man?"

"Gorgeous. But there's no point in contemplating that sort of thing. You're a teen, you're a boy just being a boy and having fun. You have friends and you're enjoying life. Be content with that. There's an old sayng -- remember yesterday, look forward to tomorrow, but live for today."

"But I'm scared of changing."

"Change can be a scary thing, Daniel. We get too comfortable with being who we are. Sometimes we think we'd like to stop the clock. But, like I said before, if I'd stopped the clock at fifteen, I wouldn't have you to love. Do you understand?"

I threw my arms around mom's neck and hugged her for a long time. She was the best mom in the whole world, and I told her so.

I fixed Kyle’s lead around his neck and took him for a walk. He pulled so damn hard he was choking, so I gave in and let go of the lead. He darted to the nearest tree, sniffed its trunk, then peed on it. He bounded ahead of me but stopped every now and then to make sure I was still in sight. I knew in my heart that this dog loved me big time and would never want to be far away from me.

I remembered the nights that I'd walked naked in these streets and what a buzz it was. I stopped to undress while Kyle waited for me, then rolled up my clothes and tucked them under my arm. It was only about 10pm so it was way risky, which added to the thrill. My boner was seven inches in front as I bounced along, feeling like I was the Prince of the Night. Kyle was sniffing everything in sight. The night air felt so cool on my skin.

"Hey, boy!"

My eyes focused on a guy about forty or so as he stepped out from behind a tree. He had an evil smile. My heart raced.

"This is my lucky night, kid," he said, as he reached inside his pants and took out his hard cock.

"Kyle! Get him, boy!"

Four paws galloped at incredible speed toward the guy, then leapt into the air like a black and white ball from a cannon.

"What the...???"

The guy fell back as Kyle pounced on his chest. He laid sprawled on the sidewalk as the dog stood over his face, dripping saliva and baring his awesome, white fangs. His deep, menacing growl threatened death without mercy.

"Easy, Kyle."

I figured I'd had enough of the nude-walk trip and quickly got dressed. Before Kyle followed me back home, he cocked his hind leg and pissed on the guy's face. I cracked all the way to the front gate.

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