He looked over the photos he had gotten of his love that day. His love's name was Kyle, he looked average, with brown hair, blue eyes and always wearing a NIKE brand hat. Kyle was older than he was by about ten to eleven years, but that didn't stop him. He sat staring at him while he helped another student with their work. Kyle, after a while, noticed his staring and came over.
"Is something wrong, Ace?" He looked up. "No, just spacing out." Kyle squatted down in front of his desk. "Do you need any help or someone to talk to?" He nodded. "Yeah, can we go for a walk?" Kyle smiled. "It is a nice day out. Sure." He told the head teacher and left with Ace by his side. "So, what do you need?" He sighed. "I'm having a hard day today." Kyle looked over at him. "Do you know what's wrong?" He looked down. "Yeah." He said quietly. "What is it?" He swallowed. "I love you."
Kyle stopped in his tracks. A 'what' formed on his lips though, he didn't say anything. He looked straight ahead. He didn't want to say anything, either. Kyle grabbed his hand and brought him behind the school.
"What did you say?" He said seriously. "I love you." He squeezed. "I love you, Kyle." He looked past Ace off into the woods. "We need to do something about this." He looked his love in the eyes. "Yeah?" He lodged his thigh in between Ace's. "Grind." He swallowed. "What?" He had a whine to his voice. "Grind." He growled. "Now." He jutted forward again and again. "Good boy." He said gruffly. "I- hah fuck." He planted his hands on either side of Kyle's head. "Don't drool too much." He swallowed down as much spit as he could. "I've needed this."
Just as he was about to cum, he took his legs away and dragged him back inside. They were lucky that he came quickly, but sadly, not fast enough. It had only taken fifteen minutes to get him all riled up. He moved to go to the bathroom. He couldn't tell if he had leaked, but he was lucky he didn't. He wiped himself clean with a wet paper towel and dried his boxers as best he could. He returned to class as fast as he could, with how hard he was. His dick strained against his boxers. It was a good thing he was wearing loose jeans, or else everyone would be able to see his boner.
He sat his head on his desk when he got back to class and waited for the bell to ring for his lunch break. Once it did, he grabbed his bag and went to his car. No one came to the parking lot during lunch. He immediately threw himself in the back and ripped open his jeans. He pulled out his dick as fast as he could. It was an angry red and dripping precum. He reached down and worked a finger into his ass while stroking his dick. He threw his head back as his eyes watered. This was the last straw. He was going to follow Kyle home.
He got in his car and waited for Kyle. Once he stepped into the old truck his friend drove, the chase was on. He followed until he pulled up to an apartment building. He followed quietly up the stairs, and when they got to his apartment, he pushed him through the door.
