will you? please?

My ass was squeezing a 9″ dildo. I was on my side with my right
leg in the air, knee bent with my forehead touching it ramming the
dildo in and out of my itching to be fucked ass. I squealed staring
at the head of my cock.

“Shoot.” I roared twisting the dildo, screwing myself. “Shoot.” I
shouted begging my cock to blow a load but he wouldn’t or couldn’t or
he was just so sick of me using a dildo instead of having a man, a
real man fucking me hard, deep and fast.

I groaned easing the dildo out of my ass cussing at my dick for not
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“Don’t look at me like that!”

The gruff, angry voice belonged to Kyle Prescott. Kyle was the most
beautiful boy I’d ever seen and a senior at Central Valley High. Since I
was nothing but a lowly sophomore, I’d been throwing desperate, covert
glances at him for two years. His shiny golden hair, his blues eyes, his
muscular but smooth body had starred in my masturbation fantasies since
that first moment I saw him on the first day of my freshman year.

I had finally gotten to see him naked for the first time because I had
managed to become the first sophomore kicker for the varsity football team
after the previous kicker had graduated. It was so cool because I actually
won one game for us already this season by kicking a thirty yard field
goal.  What I thought was really great about it was that the quarter back
holds the ball for the kicker which meant that Kyle held the ball when I
kicked the winning field goal and he hugged me and lifted me up in his arms
in celebration.
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