He watched as I disappeared from sight and into Claires room. Her room was a lot like mine, the TV and cable box opposite the large bed with her floor...resembling mine, in the way that most of her wardrobe was scattered on it. I picked up one of her bras and dropped it into her laundry bin. “Classy Claire.” I muttered smiling.A few moments later Claire appeared at the door in a towel while I was led on her bed flicking through channels. “Bitch.” she said. “What?” I asked. “Can't believe you. We'll be back around 9 pm. Love, Mom."I asked, "Will, do you and Abby want to use my bedroom? I don't mind."Abby smiled. Will said, "That's very generous of you, Kyle. I think we'll take you up on that offer."I said, "I have a couple phone calls to make and then I'm going over to Eddie's. Have fun."Abby said, "Thanks so much, Kyle."Will and Abby disappeared upstairs. I picked up the phone. I needed to check in with Coach Caffrey."Hello" Hello, Coach Caffrey, this is Kyle Martin. I wanted to let. "Since when do you hang out back here?"He shrugged. "Always have." I caught sight of the sketch he was working on. It's a gargoyle. Not the comic book stuff he used to do when we used to hang out during church service. "Very cool." Thanks." Since when do you know McElroy?" a guy wearing mascara asked him."Since birth. We're cousins. My grandfather is his grand uncle." So why are you here now?" one of the girls asked me."To see me." Sheila said from behind me."Dude, Sunday?" I put my hand out to. I scream into the couch as you fuck me, I’m cumming so hard I can feel my own wetness starting to run along my inner thigh. With a few more pumps of your hips, I feel you cum deep in my ass and finally my orgasm subsides as you pull out. You step back and I turn around, falling against you as you catch me to hold me up. My legs are weak but I want more. I start kissing your chest and arms but instead you tilt my chin up towards you and kiss my lips. ‘I love you,” you tell me with that little.