Ok, here goes...I'm trying my hand at another story because people are starting to ask when is my next one going on nifty. Well here it is. Email me with comments. PhlMarlowe@aol.com.
The Exchange Student
Kyle did not expect this year to be any better than the three earlier ones. He somewhat even prided himself on the fact that he had managed to stay mostly hidden in first three years of high school. He did not participate in any extra curricular activities, liked sport and was actually pretty good at them, but just never felt the desire to join any teams. He had been asked countless times to join the yearbook or the student newspaper because of his excellent writing ability, but time after time he turned them down.
Kyle liked his privacy. He was a model student, straight "A's" perfect attendance, never got into any trouble. He had a few friends, none close. He mainly hung out with his cousins who lived next door to him and that was fine with Kyle.
His build was impressive, and always caught the eye of the girls in his grade. He was tall; 6'2" slender build with small rigid biceps. He worked out with his father every night after dinner, yet his father never understood why he didn't put his chiseled body to any use. The smooth blond hair on his head was only outshined by his striking blue eyes. In short, he was gorgeous.
Girls asked him out all the time, tried to get to know him in the cafeteria where he usually sat alone. He was always polite but always found an excuse not to go bowling with them or come to a party one of them was throwing. After junior year most of the girls stopped trying.
Kyle had no interest in dating, girls anyway. Kyle had known he was gay for some time now, yet had never acted on it at school. He once had a brief oral experience with a friend of his cousins over the summer, but the guy never spoke to him again after it happened.
He was lonely. But more than he was lonely he was shy. His self-esteem was low, and he never thought anyone would ever want him. His sexual experience over the summer had only supported his theory, he thought, that he was unattractive.
"Kyle," came a voice from the front of the classroom.
"Yes Mr. McKenzie?" Kyle responded.
"Am I putting you to sleep?" Mr. McKenzie said as he raised his eyebrows and closed his book, finger inside to mark his place.
"No sir, I was just daydreaming."
"Well the maybe you can answer my question, who..." RINNGGGG!! "Saved by the bell. Class dismissed" Kyle sprang from his seat and started for the door. "Kyle," came Mr. McKenzie's voice again. "Can you stay a minute?"
"Yes sir," Kyle responded. He shrugged his shoulders and waited until the class cleared out of the room until he walked over to his teacher's desk. "I am sorry for drifting today."
"Oh no, Kyle, that's not why I asked you here. I have a proposition for you. We are short-handed here in the English department. We have a new group of foreign exchange students and we don't have enough aides to help them. I spoke with your French teacher and she says you are her best student, you are one of mine as well and we would like you to work with Pierre, he just started here today and is still having some trouble with his English. There would be extra credit for you in both mine and your French class." Kyle thought about it. He didn't need extra credit in either class, but he remembered what his guidance counselor said about the fact that he needed some extra curricular activities if he wanted to get into a good college next year.
"Yeah sure, when do you want me to meet with him?"
"You both have 6th period free, why don't you meet me in my office then and I'll introduce the two of you."
"Ok, I will see you then.
Kyle's day went by rather quickly. It was 6th period and he headed for Mr. McKenzie's office. He knocked on the door and was asked in by his teacher. He stepped through the door and was awe struck by what he saw. Standing beside Mr. McKenzie was an Adonis! He was 6'3", slender with a soccer build. He was wearing shorts and his legs were toned and covered with a light amount of dark hair. His eyes were a mysterious brown color and he had a clean-cut goatee. His hair was jet black and was made up of small curls.
Kyle could not help but stand there motionless. "Kyle, this is Pierre. Pierre, Kyle." Pierre extended his hand and flashed a gleaming white, playful smile.
"It is nice to meet you, Kyle," Pierre said with a strong French accent.
"Ahhh...nice to meet you too, Pierre."
"Well, why don't you two use my classroom, its empty this period. Get to know each other a little." Both Pierre and Kyle nodded and walked out the door and across the hall into Mr. McKenzie's empty classroom. Pierre sat down at the table in the back of the room and Kyle soon joined him.
"So how long have you been in America?" Kyle asked, trying to make small talk.
"For about a month. I am staying with my John Krager and his family. Do you know him?" Kyle knew John was a junior, but had not had any classes with him.
"No I don't know him, do you like it hear?"
"It is nice, but I miss home. I live just outside of Paris. I play soccer and my team is not doing as well without me there to help. Do you play any sports?"
"Not here at school," Kyle responded as he pulled his notebook out of his bag. "I play soccer sometimes with my cousins."
"I would love to come over and play sometime with you." Kyle couldn't help but grin. He wanted Pierre to come over and play with him, but he wasn't exactly thinking about soccer. He chocked down his smile.
"That would be great, what are you doing after school?"
"Nothing."
"Well, let John know that you're coming home with me and I'll give you a ride home after dinner."
"That sounds great," replied Pierre as he flashed that gleaming smile again. Kyle thought to himself 'this could be fun."
The car ride to Kyle's house was uneventful. Pierre and Kyle mainly talked about the differences of their two countries and a little about sports. They met up with Kyle's cousins and played in the yard behind their house for a couple hours. Both Pierre and Kyle were drenched in sweat. Pierre slipped off his tee shirt, Kyle about passed out with shock. His chest was as toned as his legs.
After playing for what seemed forever, Kyle and Pierre headed for Kyle's house. They walked in the back door and Kyle noticed a message flashing on the answering machine. He pressed the button...
'Honey, it's Mom. Your father and I got stuck going to some charity event.
There's twenty dollars on my dresser, order a pizza. He will be home late, so don't wait up. Call me on my cell if you need me.'
"Guess it's just you and me," Pierre said in a way that made Kyle wonder what he was up to. "So where is your room?"
"Upstairs, come on" Kyle led Pierre up the stairs to the room at the end of the hall. Once inside, Pierre flopped himself down on the bed.
"So what do you do for fun here?" Pierre asked.
"I don't know, go on AOL. I like to read a lot, work out with my dad."
"I love America Online, I've met a lot of really cool guys on there." Kyle seemed a little shocked by his statement.
"Pierre, are you gay?" Kyle asked trying to make it sound as nonchalant as possible.
"Yeah, is that ok with you?" Pierre replied as he slid back further on the bed.
"Yeah, its ok with me. Do you have a boyfriend?"
"No, I don't. Do you, Kyle?" Kyle didn't know how to take that. He knew what Pierre was trying to get out of him but he had not came out to anyone. How was he supposed to know that he could trust this guy? He decided to go for it, who knows. This guy could have been his true love.
"No I don't. I am not out of the closet. No one knows I am gay."
"It's ok, your secret is safe with me. I guess I'm not going to be here long enough to care what people think about me. Hey, Kyle. Do you think I could take a quick shower? I am really sweating."
"Sure. You can use my bathroom. The towels are under the sink." Pierre stood up and walked towards the bathroom. As he passed Kyle his hand reached out and brushed against his thigh.
"Would you like to join me?" Kyle's heart began to pound. His Adam's apple leapt to the top of his throat and he did not know how to respond. His penis instantly became erect and his eyes were glued to Pierre's.
"Yeah, I would love to join you." Kyle moved behind Pierre and followed him into the bathroom. He turned and closed and locked the door. As he turned back around, Pierre was pulling off his tee shirt again, revealing his tight pecs and hairless chest.
"Aren't you going to take your shirt off too?" Pierre asked. Kyle smiled and reached down and pulled his shirt over his head. "You have a very nice body, Kyle." Kyle couldn't help but blush.
"Thanks" he replied.
"Kyle, is it ok if I kiss you?" Pierre said as he swept his hand across Kyle's chest.
"Yes" Pierre reached in and pulled Kyle close to his body. They instantly became locked in a passionate embrace, kissing hard and allowing each of their hands to explore the other's body.
They held themselves like this for what Kyle thought seemed to be hours. Pierre slipped his hand down Kyle's stomach, brushing across his belly button and onto his jean shorts. He moved his hand up and down over the bulge in Kyle's pants and began to unhook his button fly. He jean shorts were soon around his ankles and Kyle began to do the same procedure to Pierre.
The two boys with the soccer bodies stood there facing each other in their crisp white underwear. Kyle, typically the shy one, took the initiative and went down on his knees. He reached up and grabbed the waistband of Pierre's Calvin Klein underwear and pulled them down to his ankles. Pierre's penis came flopping out like a jack in the box and bounced until it stood straight out, aiming at Kyle's watering mouth. Pierre was about 8 inches long and Kyle knew this was the biggest he had ever been with. He became to think of the possibilities of having someone that large inside him, what it would feel like. He moved his head in closer and took Pierre's willing penis into his hand and positioned his mouth over the head, which was now dripping with precum. He took the head into this mouth and began moving forward and backward, causing Pierre to moan with pleasure.
Pierre placed his hand on the back of Kyle's head and began to pump inside of him. Kyle held his himself motionless while Pierre pounded in his mouth, going deeper and deeper with each bounce, almost making Kyle gag. Pierre then stopped, and pulled himself from Kyle's mouth and grabbed onto his shoulders and brought him back to his feet. He kissed him passionately again and reached down and slipped off his underwear. Kyle's 6 1/2 inches slid out as the white boxer briefs went down over his thighs. Pierre then gently pushed him back against the counter. Kyle raised himself onto the bathroom counter and leaned back against the mirror.
Pierre bent down over Kyle's cock and took the entire thing into his mouth in one quick swoop. Kyle had never been with a deep-throater and it was obvious that Pierre was an expert at this. Pierre sucked on Kyle, bobbing his head up and down. Kyle ran his fingers through his new French lover's curly dark hair. Kyle lifted Pierre's head off of him and guided it up to his fact where they embraced again. "Pierre, I want you inside of me." Pierre nodded. Kyle opened the drawer beneath him and pulled out a bottle of KY jelly that Kyle used to masturbate when he was in the bathroom. He poured a large amount into the palm of his hand and grabbed Pierre's hard dick, coating it from top to bottom with the lubricant.
Kyle raised his legs up and placed his ankles on the top of Pierre's shoulders. Pierre positioned the tip of his penis at the entrance to Kyle's ass and slowly began to press forward. Kyle closed his eyes and tried his best to relax the muscles, but no amount of relaxation would have made someone with that large of a penis hurt any less. Kyle bit his upper lip and held in a moan as Pierre slipped the head inside of Kyle. After of Pierre's penis was in, He began to move back and forth, taking his hard member deeper and deeper inside of Kyle on each pass. Kyle moaned loudly now as waves and waves of pleasure shot through his entire body.
Pierre increased his speed and after a short while his body began to glisten with sweat, which seemed to glow under the soft bathroom lighting. Kyle's back bounced against the mirror causing the counter to creak as Pierre thrust inside of him.
Kyle couldn't take it anymore; he reached down and began to jerk his penis. His hands were still coated in the KY and they easily slid up and down the shaft of his own penis. He moaned louder and Pierre yet again increased his movements when he noticed that Kyle was jerking himself off. Kyle knew the time was soon, he jerked himself harder, faster and soon began to feel himself began to orgasm. "I'm going to cum," he moaned. Pierre leaned down while still pounding inside him and positioned his mouth over Kyle's throbbing penis. Stream after stream of hot cum can shooting out of the head into Pierre's mouth, some splashing him on his goatee.
Kyle's body went limp and he began to pant with pleasure. Pierre continued to pound inside of him, each movement getting him closer to his own orgasm. He also knew he couldn't hold it long and he pulled back out of Kyle's tight hole and began jerking himself over top of Kyle's now quivering body. "Here I come!" He cried as the first shots sprang from his penis, hitting Kyle on the chest. He continued to shoot stream after stream of hot cum onto his lover's chest.
Pierre, exhausted, fell over onto Kyle's body. They gently kissed. Kyle tasted the aftertaste of his own cum as they embraced. "Kyle, I could really use that shower now," Pierre flashed that smile again. They headed for the bathtub and went and ordered a pizza...but not before doing it all over again while in the shower.
Kyle and Pierre remained lovers for the entire three months that Pierre was in the United States. After he left, word spread around school that they were a couple and Kyle soon met his next lover. But that is another story all together.
You should check out my other two stories on nifty if you liked this one...
Gay - High School - Family-Reunion (7-29-01)
Gay - High School - The-First (9-6-01)
Let me know what you think! phlmarlowe@aol.com. Thanks for reading!!!