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"So, when did you say you were going to be back again?" Eric asked, leaning back in his office chair.
"I told you I'll be back in a week. How many times are you going to ask?" Kyle's voice drifted into Eric's ear through his phone.
"As many times as it takes until you're back in my bed." Eric purred.
"Why don't you go find someone else if you're so horny?" Kyle hummed, a slight bit of bitterness in his voice that had Eric raising an eyebrow.
"No one can replace my little Red." Eric replied huskily.
It was silent on Kyle's end for a moment after Eric finished speaking. Kyle suddenly cleared his throat, his voice a little strained. "Yeah? You like fucking me that much?"
Eric felt his cock twitch in interest, taking a slow breath to calm himself so he didn't pop a fucking boner at work of all places. "'Course I do." Eric said sweetly.
"Well I'm sure you can last. I'll send you a little surprise tonight to help you through the week. How's that sound?" Kyle asked.
"Fucking amazing." Eric breathed, already picturing in his mind what might be sent. Kyle standing in the mirror, posing sensually for him. Maybe lying on his bed, his hard cock resting against his abdomen.
"I gotta go. I'll text you tonight." Kyle said, the sound of rustling being heard from the other end.
"Alright." Eric sighed dramatically, smirking when Kyle scoffed before hanging up. He brought his phone away from his ear, staring down at Kyle's contact photo. It was a picture he managed to sneak while Kyle was sleeping; His red curls messier than usual, lashes resting against high cheekbones covered in freckles, his thin lips parted slightly. He had looked so peaceful, Eric couldn't help himself. Of course, Kyle didn't know he had the picture, and Eric planned to keep it that way. They were just sex friends, after all. Kyle might think it was weird.
Though, in the last two months that they've known each other, Eric has grown quite fond of Kyle. His fiery attitude and quick comebacks, gorgeous hair and deep green eyes, the way he moaned Eric's name or his bright laughter- It all pulled Eric in, and there was nothing he could do about it. Eric couldn't stop his heart from yearning for Kyle, wanting to take him out on dates and kiss him goodnight. Dance in his living room and celebrate holidays together. Just the three of them.
But Eric was scared. Not scared of rejection, but of repeating his past. The last time he tried to date someone three years ago, it had gone horribly. Eric was so blindly in love with him that it took him months to realize that he was only being used for his money. Eric had thought he was amazing with how well he got along with Sarah and acted so lovingly, but when Eric caught him stealing from him, that's when reality struck him like a bolt of lightning. He broke up with him then and there, his heart squeezing in pain when his ex told him that he never loved Eric, that the only reason anyone would ever date him was for money. That day seemed like the end for Eric, like he was destined to be alone.
Then Kyle came along. Beautiful, caring, and honest Kyle. At first, Eric was only attracted to him physically- Because really, anyone with working eyes could see that Kyle was gorgeous. He could tell that Kyle was attracted to him during their first meeting. The way those green eyes dragged over Eric with such intensity, the faint blushes, how he stuttered; Eric knew that he just had to have Kyle in his bed. His advances worked, and Kyle had him cumming harder than he ever had in his life. Eric knew that he had to see Kyle again after that night, the sex was just too good.
What was supposed to be strictly sex turned into more. The longer they spent together had them becoming friends, and it was nice to get to know each other better. Kyle still didn't know where Eric worked, and he hasn't mentioned anything about Eric's money once. Even as a poor college student, Kyle didn't seem to care about Eric's fancy belongings. It was a nice change from his ex, and Eric had learned from him that he can't be too quick to tell people about his wealth.
Eric let his eyes slip shut as his mind ran wild with thoughts of Kyle. Sarah really liked Kyle, and Eric was happy that she did. He wasn't too sure about Kyle, he seemed somewhat awkward around Sarah but also caring. It was almost like Kyle had brotherly instincts that just naturally took over when it came to Sarah, even if he didn't seem too interested in her. He just hoped that Kyle didn't hate Sarah, because that would be the end of their... relationship? Whatever they were, Eric didn't want any negativity towards his daughter. She came first before anyone.
Kenny had nothing but good things to say about Kyle when he first mentioned that he had to leave Eric's house early. Eric was a little nervous about a new babysitter, but everything turned out good. Fucking fantastic, actually. Kyle had become part of his life, and Eric was grateful.
The way Kyle stared into his eyes with something akin to longing had Eric wanting to fall to his knees. Kyle's hand always felt like it fit perfectly in Eric's larger one, but he was only able to feel it when they had sex. Sure, there was that one time that he held Kyle's hand after his basketball game, but Eric hadn't been able to muster up the courage to do it again. At least while they were having sex it seemed more natural. He didn't want to scare Kyle off.
The memory of their last meeting flooded into his mind, remembering how Kyle squeezed his hand so tightly.
"Oh god, just like that." Kyle moaned, his arms dropping from their position around Eric's large frame. They landed next to his head, clenching at the pillow below.
Eric groaned, his hips slamming in harder. The blissed out look on Kyle's face sent heat through Eric, his own hands placed on the mattress on either side of Kyle's ribs. His eyes trailed to those lithe fingers, knuckles white from the hard grip. Eric raised one of his hands and placed it over Kyle's, those green eyes blinking up at him. He pulled it away from the pillow, lacing their fingers together as he continued his punishing pace.
"E-Eric," Kyle gasped in pleasure, his back arching when Eric hit his prostate.
"Feel so good on my cock." Eric panted, his hips stuttering slightly when Kyle squeezed his hand. It tightened with each harsh thrust, their eyes never breaking contact. It felt so intimate between them this time, Eric's stomach twisting in more than just arousal. "F-Fuck, you like that, Sweetheart?"
Kyle nodded rapidly, his hips rolling to meet Eric's thrusts. "Yes! Oh fuck, yes, Sir!" Kyle whined, his free hand raising to tangle in brunette hair.
"Take it all." Eric practically growled.
"Yes, Sir!" Kyle gasped. "Oh, Sir! Sir! Sir-"
"-Sir!"
Eric blinked, coming back to reality when he realized that someone was calling for him. He looked up to see his assistant, Leo, staring down at him in concern.
"Sorry, uh, what's up?" Eric asked, sitting up straighter in his chair and folding his hands on the desk.
"Are you okay?" Leo asked, his single blue eye filled with concern. He kept his other eye hidden with his shoulder-length hair, insecure about the scar across the pale one below the blonde locks- An injury given to him by one of his friends that somehow managed to get a real throwing star.
Leo has been Eric's assistant since the building opened almost five years ago. He was a loyal friend and a hard worker. He could be nervous and shy; He was never able to tell his childhood friends that he didn't like going by the name "Butters". Eric liked Leo, and he's considered setting up his twenty four year old friend with Ken. Leo needed someone to help him get out of his nervous shell, and he figured Ken would be perfect.
"Fine, just lost in thought." Eric waved him off.
"Oh, alright then." Leo smiled, placing a few sheets of paper in front of Eric. "I was proofreadin' the contract like you asked and I found a discrepancy." He points to the highlighted area.
Eric reads it over, nodding in approval. "Nice catch. I'll fix this right away." Eric raised a hand to pat Leo's back.
"Thank you, Sir." Leo's smile grew. "I'll get started on the next one."
Eric nodded again, watching as Leo made his way out of the office. He let out a sigh when the door closed, a hand dragging over his face. He needed to stop fantasizing about Kyle while he was at work, it wouldn't look good for someone like him to pop a boner while he was working.
His eyes drifted to the small name holder at the front of his desk, reaching forward to grab it. He turned it, staring down at the name across it; "ERIC CARTMAN - CEO". The CEO of Cartman Records, a company he started not long after Sarah was born.
He placed the small stand back down with a frown. He had no idea when he would tell Kyle, but he knew he couldn't keep it a secret if he wanted to be more than sex friends with Kyle. He just hoped it wasn't a repeat of his last relationship.
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"Who was that?"
Kyle turned around a saw his mother standing at the entrance of his room, sliding his phone into his pocket. "Oh, uh, just someone." He then blushed faintly, his words quieting. "How much did you hear?"
Sheila raised an eyebrow, a small smirk lifting her lips. "Just that you said you had to go. Why, was it your girlfriend?" She teased.
Kyle breathed a small sigh of relief that she hadn't heard his sexual words towards Eric. "No, not a girlfriend." He laughed nervously, slipping passed her to make his way down the stairs. He heard her following him, knowing that she wouldn't drop the subject until she got answers.
"Not yet." Sheila snickered.
"Ma, really, there's no girl." His blush deepened in colour as they entered the kitchen where his father was sat at the table with his morning coffee.
"Oh please, Bubbe, I know you like the back of my hand. Are you embarrassed of her?" Sheila sat next to Gerald as she spoke.
"I'm not embarrassed of her because there is no her." Kyle sighed.
"Kyle has a girlfriend?" Gerald perked up, lowering the newspaper in his hand.
"No!" Kyle groaned, opening a cupboard to grab a glass cup.
"Well, I know you were talking to someone you like, you had that face." Sheila smiled.
"What face?" Kyle asked as he filled the cup with water from the tap.
"The face you always make when you have a girlfriend. I remember last year you had that same face when you started dating that nice girl Rebecca." Sheila explained.
"Rebecca cheated on me, Ma, I wouldn't really call her a nice girl." Kyle huffed.
"Oh, right." Sheila's smile faltered a little.
Kyle let out a long sigh, tightening his hold on his cup. He sat at the table across from them, taking a sip of water before setting it down and folding his hands. He figured now would be the best time to tell them.
"Look, I'm serious when I say there's no girl." His palms began to sweat, tightening his hold before taking a slow breath. "There is no girl, because..." He swallowed, his eyes moving away from his parent's curious gazes. "He's a guy."
Silence followed his words, and Kyle felt his heart hammering in his chest. He slowly lifted his gaze, chewing the inside of his cheek as his nerves took over. They looked surprised, and Kyle felt his knee start to bounce the longer they were quiet. After another long moment, Sheila spoke.
"Oh! So you have a boyfriend?" Sheila's smile returned.
Kyle let out a breath of relief. "Well, not really. We've been talking for a couple months, and he's really nice." Kyle let his own smile appear.
"You're gay?" Gerald asked in surprise.
"No, I think I'm bisexual. He's the only guy I've ever actually liked more than a friend." Kyle explained.
"What's his name?" Sheila asked.
"His name is Eric." Kyle was starting to feel a little bashful.
"Oh what a lovely name." Sheila sighed happily. "And how did you two meet?"
"Uh.." Kyle's hands left the table to wipe his damp palms on his jeans. "Kenny introduced us." It wasn't a lie, but his parents didn't need to know how they actually met. After Craig and Stan's reactions to Eric, he was nervous to tell too much to his parents. Stan had been unsurprised that Kyle was interested in a man. He seemed more surprised about Eric's age, and then even further socked to hear that he had a daughter. The details could be kept from his parents, it's not like him and Eric were actually dating. Kyle really wanted to date him, but he didn't know if Eric was set on strictly sex partners.
"Oh, that was nice of him." Sheila hummed happily.
"Well I'm definitely surprised, but I'm happy for you, Son." Gerald nodded, his own smile lifting.
Kyle felt like years of weight was finally being lifted from his chest, his body relaxing as he grinned right back at them. His mother had always been open about her support towards homosexuals, but his father never commented on it. He was glad that both of them were so accepting.
"I expect to meet him when you two start dating, though." Sheila teased with a chuckle.
"Ma," Kyle blushed, his grin turning a little goofy as he brought a hand up to rub at the back of his neck in embarrassment.
"You should tell him how you feel." Sheila pushed.
"Oh, I don't know if that's a good idea." Kyle's hand dropped to his lap.
"Why not? You never know, he could feel the same way." She shrugged.
Kyle is silent as his mothers words sink in. Eric had become a pretty big part of his life. He hadn't gone a day without talking to Eric since they've met. Whether it was texting, calling, or actually seeing each other, they were always communicating in some way. There have even been times that they saw each other without having sex, just lazing around or Kyle joining Eric and Sarah on an outing. Eric was always so sweet, offering to drive him places, surprising him with small gifts- he loved the dark green headband Eric gave him one day-, and even being a great support through his time in college. He always wanted to help out Kyle in some way, and every time he did had Kyle practically melting. Eric had shown interest in him outside of sex, so maybe, just maybe, he felt the same way.
"Yeah, you're right. I think I'll ask him out when I get back." Kyle smiled thankfully at his mother, who returned it just as bright.
"Well, now that we got that out of the way." Sheila stood from the table. "How about your third Hanukkah gift?" She asked, already exiting the kitchen to grab it.
"That sounds great." Kyle nodded happily.
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Kyle stared down at his phone in disbelief as he sat on a bench outside of the train station, a slight chill running through him from the winter air. Stan was supposed to pick him up after he got back from his trip, but the asshole cancelled on him last minute. Kyle would have understood if it was an emergency, but this...
Srry dude Wen came over.
Kyle sighed, steam passing from his lips into the winter air as he pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. He made sure to plan everything with Stan months in advance, and he still ditched him for a fucking girl. His hand dropped from his face, swiping away from their conversation. He would get mad at Stan later, for now he needed a ride. He scrolled through his contacts only briefly before stopping, staring down at the name. It was a Friday, and it was only twelve, so he didn't know if he was still at work. Never hurt to try, he supposed.
Tapping the contact, he brought his phone to his ear. He listened to the soft rings, annoyance nagging at him at the fact that he even had to call him in the first place. Stupid Stan, he was gonna get it.
"To what do I owe the pleasure, Red?"
Kyle couldn't fight the smile that spread across his face at the sound of Eric's voice.
"Sorry to bother you. Are you busy?" Kyle asked.
"Well, I'm at work, so kinda." Eric chuckled.
"Ah, right, sorry. I'll just-"
"What do you need?" Eric cut him off.
Kyle groaned. "Stan cancelled last minute and I don't have a ride from the train station. I understand if you can't, I-"
"I'll be there in ten." Eric said.
Kyle sighed in relief. "Thank you so much. I'll make it up to you."
Eric hummed, faint rustling being heard. "Oh yeah?"
Kyle bit his lip at the husky tone. "Yeah, Old Man. Just hurry up." Kyle laughed lightly.
"Yes, Sir." Eric chuckled jokingly before hanging up.
Kyle pulled the phone away, smiling down at the picture he had of Eric. He captured it when they went to the amusement park just before it closed down for winter. He was focused on the game stand they were at, one that was obviously rigged, but Sarah really wanted a giant stuffed giraffe that was on display. It took him multiple tries, but he eventually won. The focused look on Eric's face had Kyle feeling hot, and he couldn't help himself from lifting his phone and snapping a picture without Eric noticing.
It had almost felt like a date, but Kyle knew it wasn't. Not with Sarah there at least. Eric had told him that Sarah asked about Kyle and Kenny going, so he had offered to both of the younger men to tag along. Kenny declined, Eric saying that the blonde was too busy so he couldn't make it. Kyle had a lot of fun that day, not even ruined by the fact that they were accompanied by a kid. Though, after the past couple months, Kyle had grown to like Sarah a bit more. She could definitely be a handful, and had her moments that reminded Kyle that she was in fact just like other kids, but she had her good moments. A memory popped into Kyle's mind at the thought of her one of good moments.
Kyle sat down beside Sarah on the couch as she happily watched TV. It was Saturday morning which meant she didn't have school. Kyle had slept over the previous night; It had become a habit for Kyle to stay over on Friday nights after Eric and him have their little session while Sarah was at school. She always stayed longer on Fridays for an art club she decided to join, which gave Kyle and Eric plenty of alone time.
"What are you watching?" Kyle asked. Eric was showering upstairs, so Kyle decided to make himself comfortable in the living room.
"Bluey." Sarah smiled, her eyes never leaving the screen.
"Nice." Kyle nodded. His hands moved to his thighs, rubbing at them before beginning to tap his hands. His eyes kept flicking around the room, a small sigh leaving him.
"You're so noisy." Sarah huffed in annoyance.
"Oh, uh, sorry." Kyle stopped tapping his thighs.
"It's okay." She smiled again, eyes still set on the show.
Kyle listened to the faint sound of the shower running, regretting his decision to leave the bedroom. He didn't know how to talk to kids, it was always easier with Eric around to help the communication barrier. Kids talked about random things that Kyle didn't understand, but at least they were honest.
Kyle blinked. Honest? That's right, young kids loved to gossip if they didn't do anything wrong.
"Can I ask you something?" Kyle looked down at her.
"Mmhm." She nodded, still not facing him.
"You know how I have my sleepovers here?" He watched as she nodded again. "Has, um, Kenny ever stayed over?"
Sarah thought for a moment, humming and tilting her head from side to side. "No."
Kyle let out a small breath, a little embarrassed that he was worried about that. Of course Kenny and Eric haven't-
"Wait- Yes! Kenny had a sleepover before." Her legs began to kick on the couch as she watched the TV.
Kyle felt his heart drop. "R-Really?" He asked quietly.
"Yep!" She finally turned to look at Kyle.
"Like... in your dad's room?" He asked slowly.
Sarah hummed in thought, her legs stopping. "I think he sleepted on the couch. Daddy said Kenny had lots of adult juice that made him sleepy." She explained.
Kyle sighed in relief, giving Sarah a smile. "I see. Kenny does love adult juice." He chuckled.
Kyle was brought out of his thoughts when he heard the horn of a car, glancing to his left to see the familiar sleek black Ferrari. He smiled at the sight of Eric waving at him through the front window, hair slicked back and his beautiful eyes practically shining. Kyle waved back, standing from the bench and jogging over to the vehicle. He opened the back seat door to place his suitcase inside before shutting it and entering the passenger side.
"Well hello there, Gorgeous." Eric grinned at Kyle once he was settled in.
"Hey, Old Man." Kyle smiled back.
His heart skipped as Eric leaned closer, pressing their lips together in a tender kiss. Kyle melted into it, humming and pressing his lips just a bit harder against the plush ones. He didn't think he could miss kissing someone so much.
Eric pulled back slightly, their eyes meeting. "It's like I haven't seen you in forever." He says as he reached a hand up to cup Kyle's jaw.
"It was only a week and a half." Kyle chuckled lightly.
"Feels like longer." Eric murmured before pulling Kyle in for another kiss.
Kyle's eyes slid shut, his own hand raising to fist Eric's red dress shirt. Their lips moved in tandem, the familiar feeling sending heat through Kyle. The soft smacking of their lips filled the silent vehicle, Kyle sighing in content. At this very moment, he felt like there might be something more between them. It made him nervous and excited at the same time.
Kyle gently pushed Eric back before things became too intense between them. He didn't really want to be seen having sex in a vehicle outside of the train station.
"Do you have to go back to work?" Kyle asked with a disappointed hum, fingers tracing over the fabric.
"I'll call in sick." Eric smirked, his thumb tracing over Kyle's bottom lip.
Kyle felt his own mouth lift to mimic Eric. "Then your place it is."
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"Ngh, ahh.. Oh fuck, Eric!" Kyle moaned blissfully, Eric's rolling hips stirring his cock buried deep inside the redhead.
"You like that, Sweetheart?" Eric panted in Kyle's ear, their chests flush together.
"Y-Yes, Sir." Kyle groaned, his back arching from the bed when the head of Eric's cock pushed against his prostate.
Eric began to buck into Kyle, nails dragging down the brunettes back as a pleasured cry left the man below. Eric moaned at the pain in his skin, forearms pressed firmly to the bed. His hands moved to grip Kyle's shoulders, pulling him into every thrust. The new feeling had Kyle letting out a choked moan, continuing to claw at Eric in his hazy state.
Their skin slapped loudly in the quiet room, bed squeaking from their harsh movements. Eric didn't remember that sound being there before, and he wondered if they were waring out the mattress. The thought would have made him laugh if he wasn't balls deep in the man he couldn't stop thinking about for the past week and a half.
Eric suddenly pulled out, chuckling at Kyle's noise of disapproval. He untangled Kyle's limbs from his body so he could sit up on his knees. Kyle stared up at him, panting and flushed. His cock laid twitching on his taut stomach, leaking over the red hairs lining the area. Eric licked his lips at the sight, his own cock pulsing at the thought of Kyle being all his.
He reached for the redhead, flipping him over on to his stomach. Kyle gasped at the motion, Eric gripping his pale hips and raising them. He felt Kyle shudder below his fingers, adjusting himself to sit comfortably on his knees. Kyle arched his back to give Eric a better angle, and the older man groaned at the gorgeous sight in front of him.
A loud slap echoed through the room, followed by a yelp of surprise. Eric grinned at how the skin instantly turned pink from the harsh smack, raising his hand to deliver another. He spanked Kyle again, this time making him to moan. He slapped the other cheek, feeling a bead of precum slip down his length at the sight of the trembling man.
Eric gripped both cheeks with either hand, spreading Kyle open for his hungry gaze. Kyle whined, his hips swaying slightly in expectation. Instead of pushing himself back inside of Kyle's warmth, Eric leaned down to drag his tongue over his entrance. Kyle moaned at the feeling, pushing his hips into Eric's face as his tongue traced the ring of muscles.
It teased at Kyle's heated skin, the remnants of the lube spreading on his tongue. He dipped it inside, humming at Kyle's groan. It wriggled inside of him, massaging the warm walls as much as he could. He kneaded Kyles ass as he tasted every inch he could reach, feeling the redhead push back further against his face. Eric could feel his cock twitching in want as Kyle's sensual voice filled his ears, and he swirled his tongue around one last time before pulling away.
Eric positioned himself behind Kyle to have his cock resting between his pale backside, pushing the cheeks together to squeeze himself between them. He gently rocked his hips, smirking at Kyle's desperate whimper.
"Please, Sir, put it back in." Kyle groaned, grinding his hips back against the other.
"Well, since you asked so nicely." Eric chuckled, releasing his tight hold on Kyle's ass.
He grasped the base of his aching cock, pointing it at Kyle's entrance. He circled the rim for a moment before pressing back inside, sighing at the familiar squeeze. Kyle moaned at the intrusion, pushing himself back so their skin met quicker. Eric smoothed his hands along Kyle's back, rolling his hips against the smaller man. His nails lightly dragged down the pale skin, feeling Kyle shiver under his touch.
"I want to see you fuck yourself on my cock." Eric stated, straightening his back and removing his hands from Kyle's body.
Kyle nodded against the sheets, pulling his hips forward before pushing them back. Eric watched as his cock disappeared inside of Kyle over and over, the redhead slowly increasing his pace with each press back. Kyle was gasping and moaning with each pass, fingers tangling into the fabric below him as he began to move faster. Soon the sound of slapping skin returned, Kyle pushing back against Eric in desperation.
Eric couldn't stop his hips from thrusting after every few passes, running a hand through his disheveled hair to keep it from his face. His other hand raised before coming down on Kyle's ass in a harsh slap, the smaller man yelping in pleasure. Eric's other hand came down on the opposite cheek, watching as Kyle trembled from the strikes.
Large hands continued their assault on Kyle's backside, each slap ringing in Eric's ears and making him grin. Kyle's pale skin quickly turned red, hips faltering in their movements. He eventually slowed into shallow and slow thrusts, whimpering against the mattress. Eric landed a particularly hard slap against Kyle's ass, causing him to cry out in a pained pleasure.
"Did I say you could fucking stop?" Eric growled, one hand reaching up to grip at his red curls.
"I can't.." Kyle gasped when Eric wrenched his head back, hands scrambling to find purchase as his torso was lifted slightly from the bed.
"You can." Eric said darkly, staring into Kyle's glistening eyes.
He watched Kyle's adams apple bob as he swallowed, giving a stiff nod in response. Eric released his hold, Kyle's cheek once again pressing to the sheets. Kyle took a shaky breath before moving his hips forward, slowly sliding himself back down Eric's cock. He repeated the trembling motion again, soft pants leaving his parted lips.
Eric slapped his backside again and Kyle yelped in surprise. "Faster." He commanded.
"Y-Yes, Sir." Kyle moaned, rocking his hips quicker.
Eric hummed in approval, smoothing his hands over the bright red skin of Kyle's ass. He groped at the soft flesh, spreading Kyle open for a better view of his cock sliding in and out of the tight entrance. He wanted to begin fucking into Kyle once more, but he also wanted to tease the redhead.
"You look so fucking beautiful." Eric groaned.
Kyle's skin seemed to flush further at his compliment, and when Eric glanced up, he could see the deep blush staining his freckled cheeks. His eyes held something that Eric couldn't quite place, the green irises too consumed by lust. It made Eric's heart race, arousal spiking through him.
Eric moved his hands to tightly grip Kyle's hips, pulling him flush against his pelvis before pushing him down into the mattress. His cock remained buried deep inside of the other as he followed, Kyle letting out a gasp when Eric pressed his chest to his back. Eric moved his hands once more to wind his arms around Kyle's waist to keep him secure against his soft stomach and chest.
He pulled his hips back before slamming them forward, relishing in Kyle's cry of pleasure. Eric began bucking his hips, groaning deeply as Kyle's walls clamped around the thick appendage. Kyle was chanting his name with every harsh thrust, his voice sending waves of heat through Eric. His lips brushed against Kyle's ear, nipping at the lobe before placing a fleeting kiss to the spot.
"Fuck, so pretty- You're so pretty like this, Sweetheart." Eric couldn't stop the rambling words that spilled from him as his orgasm grew closer, pure lust clouding his brain. "Gonna fill you up so fucking full, Baby. You're my pretty boy. All mine." He groaned deeply.
Kyle only moaned in response as Eric continued his punishing pace, slamming into Kyle like they hadn't seen each other in years. And to Eric, that's almost what it felt like. He didn't know he could miss someone so much, but now all he could think about was Kyle. His sinful body, blissful moans, captivating green eyes, bright red curls, every freckle that marked his pale skin, his bright smile. Kyle was consuming Eric's mind, and it drove him mad.
"C-Cumming!" Kyle's voice filtered into his ears.
Eric felt Kyle's nails dig into his forearms as his pistoning hips didn't falter from their harsh pace. Kyle's moans grew louder with each slap of their skin, Eric tilting his head down so he could sink his teeth into the pale shoulder. Kyle cried out, and Eric could feel his walls spasming around his cock to signal his climax. Eric's own was gradually building, his jaw tightening slightly as his own moans rumbled through him.
With one final thrust, he buried himself as deep as he could before shooting his release inside of Kyle. Eric's orgasm hit him full force, his eyes rolling back as his body shook from the intensity of it. He could feel each spurt leave his pulsing cock, almost shocked at the amount he was able to produce. Once the last bead of cum flowed from his length, Eric slowly pulled himself out.
Kyle shuddered in his hold, and Eric released the portion of skin his jaw was clenched around. He panted heavily, breaths matching the ones that puffed from below. Eric slowly peeled himself away from Kyle, rolling to lay beside the trembling man.
"Damn, it's been a while. That was fucking amazing." Eric chuckled breathily, staring up at the ceiling with a satisfied smile.
Kyle's hand slowly slid over Eric's heaving chest, pulling himself closer so he could press his front into the brunettes side. He felt Kyle's fingers lightly caress his jaw, adding the slightest pressure to have Eric turning his head. Their eyes met, and Kyle gave him a soft smile.
"It has been a while, hasn't it?" Kyle murmured, his fingers trailing down Eric's neck.
Eric's breath stalled as he gazed into Kyle's shining eyes, warmth and adoration swirling in their depths. He could feel those lithe fingers trace along his chest, his own hand hesitating at his side before raising to rest over Kyle's. He watched as Kyle glanced down at their joined hands, his cheeks colouring a shade of pink. Kyle's hand twitched lightly under his own, those green eyes returning to his.
"Can I ask you something?" Kyle asked slowly.
"Anything." Eric replied softly.
Kyle's expression grew nervous, and Eric found himself wrapping his free arm around his shoulders in comfort. He relaxed in Eric's hold, and the brunette leaned down to give Kyle a tender kiss. He pulled back with a reassuring smile, which the younger man seemed to appreciate.
"Would you... want to.. go on a date with me?" Kyle asked quietly, his fist clenching under the brunettes palm.
Eric blinked down at him, his mind going blank.
"I was able to scrape up some extra cash so I could ask you out on a date. I really like you, Eric, and I want to do more than just sleep with you. The times we spend together just hanging out are always so fun, and I want to be your, um, boyfriend if possible." Kyle's blush deepened and his eyes shift to the side. "I won't be able to take you anywhere fancy, but-"
"Yes."
"Huh?" Kyle looked back at him in surprise.
"I'd really like that." Eric threads their fingers together. "To go on a date, I mean." He chuckled lightly.
Kyle let out a breath, a smile lifting his lips. "Okay, yeah. That's great." He nodded happily. "A date would be fucking great."
Eric lets out a small laugh that time, leaning forward to capture those thin lips in a passionate kiss. Both men were unable to stop smiling, Eric pulling Kyle just a bit closer.
Eric didn't think he could get his heart to stop pounding so hard, feeling the slightest heat on his own cheeks. He was beyond nervous to start a new relationship, but at the same time, so fucking excited. Kyle was the one who wanted to pay for the date, even though he was a college student on a tight budget. He obviously knew that Eric wasn't in the same financial predicament as he was. Yet, Kyle still offered. His fears were eased at the knowledge, past relationships be damned.
Eric's heart was soaring.