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In science class I was paired off on an assignment with one of the cutest cheerleaders. Kayla was really popular as well as being smart. She had it all, the looks, personality and brains. We got an A+ on our assignment and she thanked me for being her partner and even said she hoped I could overcome my shyness because I seemed like a nice guy. I made the mistake of telling my friends and they teased me about Kayla being my girlfriend. Football season and the holidays were over and when I went back to school my friends didn’t bring up Kayla except when it was close to Valentines Day and kidded me about taking her out for dinner. She and I did talk in class but we were just friends. She was one of the few girls I could talk to. Time went by and I didn’t realize the date but it was April 1st, when Jim, one of my friends gave me a letter and said it was from Kayla. After he walked away I read the letter. Dear Rob, I know this is unusual but I was wondering if you would like to go with me. “I’m so horny I could bust,” I said. Moving my hand to Kyle’s crotch, I giggled. “It looks like someone else is horny.”“Are you kidding? I’ve wanted to grab you all day,” Kyle said.“I hope you will as soon as we get home.”Kyle parked our car. We got out, put our golf clubs in the garage, and went into the house. He wrapped me in his arms, kissed me, and carried me up to his room. My brother and I stood in his bedroom, kissing and removing each other’s clothing. As soon as we were naked, we fell onto his bed.My brother started touching my breasts and kissing me. I returned his kisses and squirmed against his body. A few moments later, I lifted my head and looked into his eyes.“Baby, I love the foreplay, but I need you to fuck me,” I said.Kyle smiled and moved between my legs. He put his hands behind my knees, pushed my legs up, and slipped his cock into my pussy. I let out a grunt when he shoved into me, and his crotch met mine.I put my hands on Kyle’s forearms, holding him.
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