When my arms wouldn’t work enough to put my dick away, Kyle did it for me. Was he trying to be sweet or just practical? There was only so long I could stay half-naked in that hallway before someone would notice. But he had this look. It was serious and sexy and complicated—We were going to be very complicated.

There was a “we,” right?

“You were serious about the us together…um…no one else part, right?” I was going to feel stupid if he said no, but better to get it out now than to become even more obsessed with him. That ship might have already sailed, though.

Kyle stepped close, his muscular body pressing me against the wall, and I got that crazy trapped feeling again. He growled out the words and there was this sexy anger to them. “Yes. Have you changed your mind?”

“No. I…um…I…I want it.” I stumbled over the words. It was his fault. When he was pressed up against me like that I couldn’t think. It was some crazy switch that turned my brain off.

“You’re going to be my little guy, aren’t you?” His words dripped with sex, and my dick was making a valiant effort to come out to play again.

My response was automatic. “Yes, Sir.”

“Very good, little guy.” The words reminded me of when he had my dick in his hands. Was he really thinking of that?

In my fantasies, he’d never minded my size, but real life could have been very different. Little body, little dick…it made sense, but it’d also kept me a virgin a lot longer than I’d wanted. Not that I figured many guys would understand what I liked. I’d hoped to meet someone nice who didn’t think I was crazy though—or who didn’t realize how crazy I was. Either one would have worked.

But this was fantasy-porn perfect.

Not the cheesy stuff that made you cringe with the bad acting but the good stuff that made you almost believe it was real. But holy hell, this was real. “Pinch me?”

He shook his head. “I’m real but I’m not going to pinch you. Spank you? Oh yeah.”

All I could do was nod like a moron. It was even easier now to picture how it would go. Spread out over his lap, pants down around my knees, him telling me how naughty I’d been. I couldn’t hold back the little whimper that escaped.

Kyle got this wicked grin that made me shiver. “You like that. I bet you have a thousand dirty things running through your head right now.”

I nodded and I could feel the blush heating up my face again.

“You might get your wish. You didn’t have permission to come, little guy. You shot off, getting cum everywhere and didn’t ask at all. Is that how a good boy behaves?” Between his incredible words and the hard-on that was pressed tightly against me, I wanted to throw myself at his feet and beg for it.

“I’m sorry, Sir.”

“You will be, slut.”

It shouldn’t have sounded so good, but the way he said it made me ache. I was his slut. What genie’s bottle had I rubbed to get everything I’d ever wanted?

“Come on. We’re going to get caught.” Stepping back, he watched me closely while I balanced and moved away from the wall. He was expecting me to collapse or something but I made my legs work.

As we walked to the door, I straightened my clothes and ran my fingers through my hair. He’d said the cameras could detect us once we opened it, and I didn’t want to look like I’d just been fucked. The manager didn’t need to see that part of the evening.

Kyle shook his head and for the first time, I caught a glimpse of a sweeter expression, a smile that said he thought I was funny. He didn’t take my hand or do anything overt, but he walked close to me and stayed with me while I headed for my car. Not sure what to do, I looked over at him.

He must have seen my questions…or at least some of them, because he leaned up against the driver’s side door and cocked his head. I wasn’t sure if he was thinking or waiting for me to say something but eventually, he spoke. “I’m going to pick you up for dinner tomorrow before work. You have two options. You can come over to my house—my parents are out of town—or we can go to a restaurant. Your pick.”

My choice for the place but not the actual date? I could live with that.

“Your house.” I wasn’t going to play hard to get. I still wasn’t sure what was going on, but I wouldn’t waste my time pussy-footing around like I didn’t really want it. That was a surefire way to screw things up before they started.

He grinned, then reached down to adjust his cock.

Fuck. He was huge.

Maybe not porn star big but even imagining what he looked like sent a shiver through me. That made his smile even bigger. Ass.

“I’ll pick you up at six. Then I’ll bring you home after work.” His tone was confident like he didn’t even consider that I would question it. Hell, he was right. I wasn’t going to, but it was still hot.

“Okay.”

“Give me your phone; you need my number.” Holding out his hand, the one that had just been touching his cock, he looked impatient.

He was giving me his phone number? Like I was supposed to call him? “Sure.”

Completely floored, I handed it over, watching while he put in his information. When his phone beeped, he pulled it out of his pocket to check and nodding, handed mine back. “There. Now, what did I say about touching what’s mine?”

I was confused for a few seconds until he gave a pointed look down to my dick. Oh. Stammering like a moron, I finally found my words. “Um, not to touch it without permission.”

He glanced at my phone. “Now you can ask if you need to.”

I looked like a fish…mouth hanging open and a stupid blank expression on my face. Kyle thought it was funny or something like that because he grinned. It was a wicked one. Understanding that he was probably expecting a reply, I nodded. It was the best I could do.

“Are you okay to drive home? You seem…kinda wobbly.” He cocked his head, his expression doubtful.

I shook my head to clear away the sex-soaked cobwebs. “Um. I’ll be careful. It’s not far.”

“A couple of minutes, but a lot can happen even when you’re driving around the block.”

“How did you? Um…” Stalker much?

“You know where I live, don’t you?” He looked skeptical like I’d better not lie to him.

Shifting, trying not to look any guiltier than I probably already did, I nodded. He knew where I lived! I was going to turn into one of those teenage girls who’d followed him around nearly fainting when he smiled at them if he kept doing shit like this to me. Sweet and funny on one side and sexy with a filthy imagination on the other. So damned perfect.

“I have no idea how this happened.” Now I looked like an idiot.

He threw his head back and laughed. Then stepped closer with heat pouring from his gaze. “This happened because you’re a naughty little guy who made me want all kinds of dirty things. Now go home before I show you more of what I want to do to you.”

Please, yes, was what I wanted to say. “Yes, Sir.”

“Don’t forget to leave your cock alone.”

The growl in his voice made my knees weak, and I grabbed on to the car. I was hallucinating; that had to be it. I was in a coma and this was all a huge fantasy. Or maybe I’d been kidnapped by aliens? Kyle must have thought I was distracted or too tired because he frowned and shook his head. “I’m going to follow you home.”

Nodding like a bobblehead doll, I got into the car. The drive was short and thankfully uneventful, even though I kept looking in the rearview mirror to watch him. If either of us was a stalker, it was me. When I pulled into the driveway, he stopped and got out of his car. Walking over to mine, he waited while I climbed out.

“Dinner tomorrow.”

I was a little more functional now. “Yes, Sir. Six o’clock.”

“Are you out to your parents?”

“Um, not really. It’s never come up. My mom’s…a worrier and well…finding someone at school…well…didn’t seem worth it.” I didn’t think they’d care. My dad had probably guessed already. He’d thought it was weird that I didn’t want to ask anyone to prom. Mom just said I wasn’t ready yet and seemed to take great delight in it. Only child syndrome.

“Then I’ll pick you up as a friend.” Decisive and firm, he looked like he’d made the choice and that was it.

“Are you…well…are you…” I wasn’t even sure how to ask it because I couldn’t tell if he was gay or bi or crazy enough to be attracted to my kink.

“I’m bi. My parents know. They think it’s one of those ‘experimental phases’ and I’ll grow out of it.” He shrugged like it didn’t matter but I wasn’t so sure. “I’m gone at the end of the summer anyway, so it doesn’t make a difference.”

I wasn’t sure what to say. My conversations with people at school always revolved around classes or other kids. This was new territory. “Okay.”

He was watching me intently, and I was so focused on his expression that I almost missed the fact that he’d stepped even closer. When he was almost touching me, he leaned in and pressed his lips to mine.

I died. Right there on the driveway.

I was being kissed by the most perfect guy…ever. And it was the most perfect kiss…ever. Not that I had anything to compare it with, but I knew that with anyone else there wouldn’t have been fireworks. It was short and tender and he wasn’t even touching anything else but sparks were shooting from my mouth all the way to my toes. I wanted it to keep going, but he pulled away.

“Tomorrow, little guy.”

“Tomorrow. Yes. Yes, Sir.” And my brain wasn’t working again. My dick was though—it was already starting to twitch. Just thinking I wasn’t going to be able to touch it got me even more aroused.

“Night, slut.”

Could you be in love before your first date?

* * *

Hearing the blast of Kyle’s horn as his car pulled into the driveway, I grabbed my backpack and headed for the stairs. Not sure where my parents were in the house, I hollered, “Bye! Heading out with a friend for a few minutes before work. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

I reached the bottom of the stairs, turned the corner, and almost ran into my dad. “Oh. Sorry, didn’t mean to scream at you. I’m heading out—”

He interrupted before I could finish. “I need to talk to you for a moment. I meant to do this earlier but then…” His voice trailed off and he took a deep breath. What the hell?

I opened my mouth to ask him if everything was okay but he started talking again before I could get the sentence out. He was weird and nervous and still tripping over his words. “Your mother was worried about you staying out late so I said I’d listen for you. I wasn’t waiting up, but when I heard you pull into the driveway, I got to up to check and make sure it was you.”

Oh, I didn’t like where this was going.

“We’ve always respected your privacy. I know your mother can be a bit overprotective, but I want you to know you can come to us with anything.” He looked constipated. Like he’d rather be anywhere else. “Do you have any questions about…”

Dear God, he was trying to give me the sex talk!

“No! I’m good.”

He looked relieved. I hoped we were going to pretend this conversation never happened, but he kept going. What gods had I pissed off lately?

“I noticed your friend followed you home last night. Is that him outside?” He asked it carefully like he’d been rehearsing it.

“Yes.”

Dad took another deep breath. “Is he nice to you? I mean, you…”

Where was a bolt of lightning when I needed one or a tornado or an earthquake? “He’s nice. We’re good.”

He sighed and slouched down a bit.

What now?

“We’ve never talked about being safe with—”

“Oh no, not doing this, Dad.” I shook my head and took an instinctive step back. “CliffsNotes version…” What to say? “I’m not stupid. The internet tells you everything. I’ll be safe. He’s nice. Now I have to go. Bye, Dad.”

I was a coward. I ran right out the front door.

By the time I got to the car, Kyle was clearly worried and getting ready to climb out. Opening the door, I threw myself into his passenger seat and shook my head as I buckled the belt. “Nothing’s wrong. My dad saw us and tried to give me some kind of safe-sex-we-love-you lecture. I’m ready to die, so can we just leave?”

Kyle relaxed in his seat and started to laugh. “Not the kind of embarrassment you like, huh?”

“Eww, gross. No.” I sounded like a girl who’d seen a bug.

Kyle tried to hide his laughter, but he wasn’t very good at it. “At least they don’t hate you.”

I let my head flop back against the seat and sank down as far as the belt would let me. “You’re right. I should have handled it better but in my defense, he blindsided me as I was walking out the door. We didn’t even have the normal sex lecture. Why did he think the gay safe sex version was a good idea?”

“Do you think he spent the afternoon looking up gay sex online?” Kyle was having way too much fun torturing me.

“Don’t put that image in my head!” That was all I needed.

He was still cackling when we got to his house. He didn’t live that far. And it wasn’t stalking to look someone up online and then drive by their house. It was being well-prepared in case there was a zombie apocalypse and I needed to find strong guys to form an alliance with.

See? Practical.

We went inside, and the house felt empty. When my parents were at work and I was alone, the house never felt like it was just me. I could feel them everywhere. Sometimes it was suffocating. Kyle’s house felt like a nice hotel, empty and sterile.

Leading me into the kitchen, he grabbed sodas out of the fridge. “Just set your bag by the table. I ordered pizza before I went to pick you up. It should be here soon. Pepperoni and sausage.”

“How did you know that’s what I liked?”

He snorted. “You ordered it at least three times a week at school. How could I forget?”

“Stalker much?” Not that I was bothered by it.

He shifted and all of a sudden had this predatory look to him. It was sexy. “Somebody had to walk past my table a dozen times every lunch.”

Yeah, I’d done it as much as I thought I could get away with. Evidently, I wasn’t stealthy. “No idea what you’re talking about.”

“Sure. And when I’d call you names, you’d give me that look like you wanted to be bent over the table and fucked right there.” He wasn’t any closer, but I could almost feel him wrapped around me again. “You made me crazy.”

He started walking toward me and it was like being stalked by a lion. I could imagine being eaten alive. He’d take me apart piece by piece but it’d be worth it. He was so close I could almost feel him pressing against me…when the damned doorbell rang!