Jack and Kyle - Part 10

[[ Sorry I haven't written in so long! I'm still continuing the my story, I hope you enjoy it. Please leave reviews or ratings, and if enough people enjoy it, I'll post the next part. Thanks, Jake.]]

The knocking at the door woke Kyle up. He groaned, rubbing sleep from his eyes. Jack was still fast asleep beside him and Kyle paused to look at him. His jet black hair that was usually so carefully styled was messy and fell across his forehead. His eyelids were closed hiding his bright blue eyes, his pale cheeks were flushed a light pink and his full lips were parted slightly. Kyle smiled, in his opinion Jack looked best when he’d just rolled out of bed, still looking sleepy and adorable. Jack murmured something in his sleep and sighed softly. Kyle couldn’t help thinking about pressing his lips against Jack’s and kissing him roughly until he could feel his body trembling in anticipation against his own and--- Kyle’s fantasy was cut short by somebody knocking at the door again. He reluctantly tore his eyes away from his sleeping boyfriend and got out of bed, pulling on the jeans he had worn the day before that were lying on the floor. He didn’t bother to put on a tshirt, leaving his toned and tattooed chest bare. Whoever was outside was impatient, they knocked again.

“Coming,” muttered Kyle as he yanked open the door. He didn’t recognise the boy stood in front of him but he was most definitely good looking. He was probably in his late teens or early twenties and had chocolate brown eyes, lightly tanned skin, shaggy dark brown hair and an air of confidence about him. But as hot as this guy was, Kyle still wasn’t impressed about having to drag himself out of bed on a Sunday morning. “Hi,” he said flatly and raised an eyebrow, waiting for the boy to speak.

The boy’s eyes swept over him before meeting his gaze. “You’re Kyle, right?” He asked, his blank expression matching Kyle’s.

“Yeah. Sorry, do I know you?” Kyle leant against the doorframe with his arms folded.

“No. I’m Chase.” When Kyle’s expression turned to one of confusion he sighed. “Max’s step-brother.”

“Oh, right. So... What’s up?” Kyle frowned, he didn’t really see where this was going. Max had mentioned Chase before but he also said that they didn’t get on, so what was he doing here?

“I want to talk to you, about Max.” Chase met Kyle’s challenging stare. It might have made some people feel uncomfortable but not Chase.

“I don’t have anything to say about Max. We’re over, end of.”

Chase rolled his eyes. “It won’t take long.”

Kyle reluctantly walked back into the flat, leaving the door open for Chase to follow him. He went into the kitchen and flicked the kettle on then turned around to face Chase, leaning against the counter top. “So what about Max? I thought you two hated each other.”

Chase pulled out one of the chairs from the kitchen table. He sat down on the table top, putting his feet on the chair. “He misses you.” He said slowly, like he was thinking very hard about what he was saying. “He doesn’t talk to anybody, hardly goes out.. He likes you a lot more than he let on Kyle. And no, we don’t get on but right now he’s a fucking nightmare to live with.”

Kyle bit his lip, trying not to show how Chase’s words were getting to him. “If he cares so much, why are you here not him?”

Chase smiled slightly and raised an eyebrow as he looked over at Kyle. “He doesn’t know I’m here. Do you really think Max would show any kind of real emotion?” He laughed slightly, shaking his head. “Look,” he got to his feet, pushing the chair back under the table. “All I’m saying is that I know you mean a lot to Max, even though he didn’t really show it. Just go and see him, alright?”

“I don’t think that’s a good idea.” Kyle said softly, but he couldn’t help wanting to see Max. But Chase was already waking towards the door. He pulled it open just as Kyle spoke and he turned around to answer. “Please? He wants to see you.” Chase paused for a second then shrugged, leaving the flat before Kyle could reply.

Kyle sighed, thinking hard about what he should do. He missed Max but he didn’t think it was a good idea to see him, he didn’t want to do anything that would put his and Jack’s relationship at risk, he loved him far too much to lose him. Kyle’s train of thought was interrupted as Jack unexpectedly slid his arms around his waist from behind and kissed the back of his neck. “Morning baby,” he smiled. Kyle turned around and wrapped his arms around Jack’s neck, pulling him close as he pressed his lips hard against his. They kissed passionately for a few moments before breaking apart. “What was that for?” Jack laughed softly, putting his hands on Kyle’s waist as he looked at him.

Kyle shrugged and smiled back. “I can’t get enough of you,” he said simply, pushing the thoughts of Max to the back of his mind. Jack grinned, he looked even more gorgeous when he smiled and Kyle leant forward, kissing him again but this time he didn’t pull away. Kyle gently pushed Jack back against the wall, running his hands appreciatively over his smooth chest. Jack felt himself start to harden and he parted his lips, pushing his tongue into his boyfriend’s mouth. Kyle kissed him more roughly while he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of Jack’s boxers, sliding them down. He pulled away from his lips, sinking to his knees. Kyle teasingly ran his tongue over the head of Jack’s rock hard dick, liking off the pre-cum dripping from the tip. “I’ve got work baby...” Jack reminded him half heartedly but as Kyle wrapped his lips around the head of his throbbing cock and slid his warm, wet mouth down the entire length of his shaft, all other thoughts were pushed out of his mind. Kyle started to massage Jack’s balls gently with one hand, then more firmly as he slid his lips up and down his boyfriend’s thick pole. Jack moaned, tilting his head back against the wall. Jack twisted his fingers through Kyle’s messy black hair as his mouth slid up and down his dick, the metal stud in Kyle’s tongue added to the already incredible sensation. He groaned loudly with pleasure as he felt his legs start to tremble, tugging hard on Kyle’s hair. The sound of his boyfriend moaning and knowing that he was making him feel so good turned Kyle on even more.

Reluctantly, Kyle pulled away and got to his feet. “C’mon,” he muttered hastily, grabbing Jack’s hand to lead him towards his bedroom. When Jack turned to push the door shut behind them, Kyle slipped his arms around his waist from behind and began to kiss the back of his neck. Jack smiled and turned to face him, pressing his warm lips roughly against his boyfriend’s. Jack rested his hand on Kyle’s perfectly toned ass and slid two fingers into his crack, rubbing them over his hole. Kyle groaned, his cock hardening even more with anticipation. But Jack just continued to kiss him passionately, leaving Kyle even more desperate to feel his fingers sliding inside him. “How bad do you want this, baby?” Jack muttered against Kyle’s lips.

“So fucking bad,” Kyle groaned quietly. “Please,” he murmured, pressing his lips hard against Jack’s again and kissing him desperately. Up till now Kyle had only ever fucked Jack but now all Kyle could think about was how good it would feel to have Jack’s dick inside him, pounding his tight ass. He moaned in relief as Jack pushed two fingers into his hole, twisting them in a corkscrew-like motion which left Kyle panting heavily. He groaned as Jack added a third finger inside him, widening his hole.

“Do you want me to fuck you Kye?” Jack murmured in his ear, using his other hand to lightly stroke Kyle’s hard shaft. “You want my big hard cock fucking your ass?” He whispered dirtily, pressing his lips against Kyle’s ear as he spoke.

“Yeah, oh god, I do,” Kyle groaned. He hadn’t thought Jack would be the dirty type but the way he was speaking to him and what he was doing was making Kyle even hornier. Jack pushed Kyle down onto the unmade bed, spreading his legs. Jack ran the tip of his wet tongue slowly up his crack to his balls, then back down to his perfect looking hole. Jack’s cock was uncomfortably hard now and he wanted desperately to just ram it up Kyle’s ass and fuck him till he came, but he wanted to make sure Kyle was enjoying this too. He tightened up his tongue and shoved it suddenly into Kyle’s hot asshole, making him whimper in pleasure. Jack heard Kyle moan his name and he pushed his tongue deeper, wanting to give Kyle as much pleasure as possible. As Kyle’s tortured moans grew louder, he pulled away, not wanting him to cum just yet.

“Fucking hell Jack,” Kyle gasped as their eyes met. He knew most of his was new to Jack and he hadn’t expected this just yet, but he definitely wasn’t complaining. Jack smirked as he looked at Kyle. His cheeks were flushed and his breathing was heavy, he was definitely gagging for it.

“Turn over, baby,” Jack told him which Kyle did obediently, getting on all fours in front of him. Jack paused for a second to look at him properly, his body was incredible and his cock ached when he looked at his gorgeous ass. Jack pressed the head of his dick which was dripping with pre-cum against Kyle’s hole, teasing him. Kyle groaned and arched his back, he couldn’t wait any longer. “I’m gonna make you fucking scream,” Jack muttered, still not entering him yet.

“Mhmm, let me take your cock,” Kyle was begging him now, “stick all of it in me, I want to feel you fill me up,” he moaned, sounding just like the dirty slut Jack knew he was, and he loved that about him.

Jack couldn’t make himself wait any longer either and rammed his full eight inches of hard cock into Kyle’s eagerly awaiting hole. He gasped at how hot and tight it felt on his dick, he hadn’t expected fucking someone to feel this incredible. He heard Kyle whimper in pleasure, squirming beneath him. “You like that baby?” Jack muttered, gripping Kyle’s hips to keep him in position. Kyle responded with a loud, desperate moan.

Jack pulled his dick almost completely out of his boyfriend’s asshole then shoved it all the way back in, making them both groan. He picked up speed until his cock was pounding Kyle’s ass so hard and fast he could hear his balls slapping against him with every thrust. He refused to touch Kyle’s own throbbing dick, wanting to make him cum just from fucking his ass.

“Oh fuck!” Kyle moaned, he felt like he almost couldn’t take this anymore. It was definitely pleasurable, almost too pleasurable. Both teenagers were hot and panting, their bodies filmed with sweat from the relentless fucking. “I’m gonna cum soon baby,” Kyle groaned, arching his back as Jack’s cock continued to pound his ass, hitting his prostate each time to make him shudder, waves of pleasure running through his whole body. “Oh god Jack, harder!” He gasped. Jack obliged, giving it to him as hard and fast as he could.

“Does that feel good, huh? You’re such a dirty little slut Kyle,” Jack hissed, knowing it turned Kyle on even more when he was spoken to like that. He’d meant it when he told Kyle he would make him scream. “Keep taking my dick you fucking whore,” he demanded, holding Kyle’s hips still while he thrust into him.

Jack’s words and the way his dick was pounding him so well pushed Kyle over the edge. “Oh fuck yes, Jack!” Kyle screamed, his whole body shuddering as he started to cum. Jack kept ramming his dick into Kyle’s asshole, intensifying his orgasm and bringing his own on. As Jack’s cum splurged into Kyle’s hole they both moaned simultaneously, Kyle’s body still trembling from the strength of his climax, he couldn’t imagine anyone fucking him better than that. Jack slowly pulled his dick out of Kyle’s ass and they collapsed together on the tangled bed sheets, both boys still panting heavily.

“Fucking hell Jack, that was...wow” was all Kyle managed to say. Jack rolled onto his side, laying his head on Kyle’s chest.

“Mhmm,” Jack smiled, loving how close he felt to Kyle right now. “I love you so much you know,” Jack whispered tenderly, a complete contrast to how he’d been speaking to him only moments ago.

“I love you too,” Kyle sighed happily, wrapping his arms around Jack tightly, like he was afraid to let him go. He meant what he said, he did love Jack. In fact, it was more than that. That boy meant absolutely everything to him, more than he’d ever be able to tell him.

(Later that day)

After Jack had left for work, Kyle reluctantly showered and dressed. He liked the way he could smell Jack’s familiar scent on his own skin. As he sat down on the couch and flicked on the TV he couldn’t help letting his mind drift back to that morning, when Chase had come to speak to him. It had been an odd visit. If Max and his step brother hated each other, why would Chase bother to come and see him? Kyle shook his head thoughtfully, it didn’t make sense. He knew there was no way he’d do anything to put his relationship with Jack in danger but there was something that made him want to see Max, he just needed to know what was going on.

His mind made up, Kyle grabbed his car keys and headed out of the flat for the short drive to Max’s house. He parked his car in the driveway beside the black corsa that he assumed belonged to Chase, it didn’t look like anybody else was home. He paused for a second at the door, wondering if this had been a good idea after all but he found himself pressing the doorbell anyway. It was only a few seconds before Max pulled the door open. Kyle was surprised at how he looked. He was still gorgeous, but his hair was messy, he was dressed in dark grey jogging bottoms instead of his usual skinny jeans, he wore nothing over his bare chest and the shadows under his eyes suggested he hadn’t been sleeping well lately. “Kye...” Max murmured. His voice sounded lower than normal, it sounded like he’d been smoking more than usual.

“I.. uh.. Chase said you wanted to see me.” Kyle shrugged; he actually didn’t know why he was here.

Max nodded and a small smirk appeared on his full lips, now he looked like the Max Kyle knew. He held open the door for Kyle and closed it after him. Chase was lying sprawled out over the couch, fast asleep. Max sighed and headed for the stairs. “Come on then,” he smiled slightly, gesturing for Kyle to follow him. Kyle hesitated before he did so, knowing it probably wasn’t a good idea. But he wanted to know what it was Max had to say.

Max pushed his bedroom door shut behind both of them and turned to face Kyle who was looking at him expectantly. “Look, Kye..” Max said slowly, looking like he didn’t really know what to say. “I miss you,” he blurted out. “I really fucking miss you babe, I know we have problems and all that shit but who doesn’t? We’re good together...” He bit his lip and paused for a second. “I love you and it drives me crazy to think you’re fucking some other guy Kyle,” Max took another step closer to Kyle so they were only inches away from one another. “You’re mine, baby...” He whispered.

Max hesitated for just a second to try and read the expression on Kyle’s face. Then he put his hands on Kyle’s chest, pushed him back against the wall and kissed him fiercely. The force of his kiss surprised Kyle and a gasp escaped from his lips. Max had his hands on Kyle’s shoulders and he was gripping so tightly that Kyle was starting to feel uncomfortable. “Max..” he started but he didn’t manage to get any more words out before Max’s lips were on his again, kissing him urgently. He knew it wasn’t a good idea, and it would make things even more complicated but he couldn’t help it, he’d missed this and he needed it badly. Kyle wrapped his arms tightly around Max’s neck and returned his kiss, pushing his tongue into his mouth. Suddenly, Jack’s face sprung to his mind and he tried to push Max away again. This was wrong, he still had feelings for Max but he couldn’t hurt Jack any more, he loved him too much to lose him, especially now. But Max didn’t stop, he bit down on Kyle’s lip which made him moan involuntarily and Max smirked against his lips.

“I’m not doing this, I’m not hurting him again,” Kyle said forcefully, pushing Max away from him. He sighed slowly as he looked at his ex boyfriend. He couldn’t help having feelings for him and he still didn’t want to hurt Max either, but Jack was already so vulnerable.

Max nodded slowly. “Okay,” he whispered, which wasn’t what Kyle was expecting. “I love you Kye, and I want you to be happy. I’d be lying if I said I’m glad you’re with him, because I’m not. I know I’m crap at showing emotion and all that stuff Kyle, but when I say I love you, I really do mean it,” Max said, pausing for a second. “I know you still feel something for me Kyle, so don’t bother to deny it. You’ll have to admit it sooner or later. And when you do, I’ll still be here,” he smiled slightly and shrugged his shoulders.

It was very rare for Kyle to feel how he did now. He couldn’t speak because of the lump in his throat and all he could do was nod. He was confused and he didn’t know whether Max was right or not. He hoped he was wrong, but he honestly didn’t know. He loved Jack but he couldn’t deny that he still loved Max too.

Max didn’t follow him as he left the house. It didn’t take him long to reach home and he tried to compose himself along the way, knowing Jack would be there when he got back.

He let himself into the flat and wandered into the living room to find Jack lying on the couch holding a mug of coffee. His face broke into a smile when he saw Kyle, and he put the mug down. “Hey gorgeous,” he smiled, holding out his arms to give Kyle a hug. Kyle curled up beside him and buried his face in Jack’s chest while he hugged him. “Is everything okay sweetheart?” Jack asked softly, beginning to stroke Kyle’s hair soothingly.

“’Course...” Kyle mumbled, not lifting his head. He clung to Jack tightly and closed his eyes while Jack gently kissed the top of his head. It was obvious something was wrong but he didn’t want to push Kyle until he was ready to talk. This was the side of Kyle that he barely let anyone see. He hated the idea of people thinking he was weak. But it was different with Jack, it was so much easier to be himself. But for some reason he still couldn’t get Max out of his head either, why did everything have to be so hard?