Sex and the Ivy

Forbidden Fruit is in Season

Filed under: Kyle, Sex — Elle January 26, 2007 @ 5:55 am

I answered the door in a t-shirt and boyshorts. “Hey,” I said to my curly-haired visitor.

He glanced up and shook his head at my (lack of) attire before managing a “hi” with a smirk. It was 3 a.m. and there were no pretensions about why he was here.

Shortly after I ensured that he came with an alibi and condoms, we were wrangling each other’s shirts off, eager to finish the long cocktease I started the last time he landed late in my lap.

And then his phone rang. With mouth pressed against the back of his neck, I whispered, “Answer it.”

He glanced at the name and tossed the phone to the side, atop the small pile of clothing we had made. “Sorry,” he muttered. Within seconds, we were back at it. Grabbing, squeezing, breathing hard against each other.

I got on top and straddled him, half-playfully, half-aggressively. As I ran my fingers over his upper body, his torso twisted to follow the touch of my hand. Each graze of my mouth against his lower stomach elicited a gasp. I dipped my head and pulled down his jeans. He was wearing black boxer briefs, his erection perfectly outlined against the fabric. I turned my head to wrap my lips around his girth, the cotton acting as the only barrier between him and my mouth.

“Oh god,” he whispered as I followed the length of his cock with my lips.. He was running his hands through my hair now, guiding me down. But I resisted the more he pushed. This is fun, I decided as I thumbed the tip of his erection. I was ready to finally deliver on my tease when his phone went off for the second time, emitting a low buzz as it vibrated over my carpet.

“Well?” I asked expectantly.

“I’m so sorry,” he said, before reaching over to flip it open and answer.

It was his friend (the one he ditched to rendezvous with me) inquiring about his whereabouts at a most inopportune time. He responded tersely and vaguely, as I stayed quiet and impatiently rubbed his shoulders.

“I’m sorry,” he said again when he hung up. I responded by tugging at his boxer briefs and revealing his cock inch by beautiful inch. I didn’t know where to start so I decided to aim low and work my way up. I flicked my tongue against the soft flesh at the base and moved my mouth up his shaft, leaving a trail of wetness behind. He was breathing hard now, grunting softly until I finally closed my lips over the head of his cock, inciting a low and hard groan.

He let out another one — more annoyed than turned on — when his phone rang again for the third unwelcome time. The caller was persistent. “What the fuck?” he answered after letting it ring a few more times.

While he talked to his pal, I had no intention of stopping the action on our end. I lowered my mouth over his cock and slid my lips over his shaft easily.

“Oh my god …” he groaned into the receiver. I was bobbing my head up and down while stroking his base with one hand. He lowered his eyes to look at me. “Fuck …” he said, still speaking into the phone. As I sped up my rhythm, he flipped the device shut — his friend still on the line — and watched me working his cock with my mouth. “Oh yeah, just like that,” he whispered. I sucked him off for a few more minutes before pushing him back on my bed and handing him a condom. I wanted to get fucked doggy style. In minutes, he had me on my knees.

- - -

As I straddled him in the afterglow of our encounter, I asked him what he wanted to be called on my blog if he ever warranted a mention. This was the first time I offered such a courtesy to anyone — close friends included, much less casual hookups. My hands tapping on his chest playfully, I waited expectantly for an answer. I already had a name in mind regardless but I was curious to hear what he’d say.

“Kyle,” he finally said after a few seconds of thought.

“What?” I almost fell off my bed from shock. “That’s exactly what I was thinking … did I already tell you?”

“No,” he replied casually. “I just thought it was a good, simple name.”

“That is so weird,” I said.

I shook my head. I could hardly believe it. But then again, Kyle left me bewildered with just about everything.

[For the rest of the Kyle series: Part I, Part II, Part III, and Part IV]

22 Responses to “Forbidden Fruit is in Season”

  1. LarsD Says:

    what happened to the chastity pledge?

  2. Barbaro Says:

    Yeah, nice celibacy there.

  3. Paco McDooby Says:

    Why did your celibacy resolution fail so fast?

  4. Elle Says:

    Not everything is written in real time.

  5. notaname Says:

    given the choice between a pretty girl and a cell phone, who opts for the cell phone? and, once interrupted, why not turn the damn thing off?

  6. Ashley Gardiner Says:

    “given the choice between a pretty girl and a cell phone, who opts for the cell phone? and, once interrupted, why not turn the damn thing off?”

    what pretty girl??

  7. MWR Says:

    The number of ad hominem attacks this blog attracts is bizarre.

    I think these Kyle entries would be stronger if you could articulate, even elliptically, why he is “forbidden fruit.” However, the same could be said about the Book of Genesis.

  8. Marcus Says:

    Who answers their phone a third time during such a time? Gah.

  9. Asian Lawyer Says:

    I voted for your blog to win the Sex Blogs award. I looked at the other sites and found your writing much better. You seem more normal, more fun, more down-to-earth. You definately write well. You seem to have a great sense of humor. I know some people can be mean. Don’t let them get to you. You should be ‘you’ and not have to worry about jerks.

  10. KAEP Says:

    Normal? Are you serious? Where’d you get the normal from reading her posts?

  11. M Says:

    Except in the case of a real emergency, cell phones and sexual escapades should not mix.

    That being said, Elle, I think you’re adorable. And that’s without even knowing you outside of the so-called “blogosphere.” Personality plays such a large part in what makes a person attractive. And this is coming from someone who has dated and been in love with men who wouldn’t objectively be considered handsome or sexy or what have you.

    Keep on keepin’ on :)

  12. Jean/Gene M. Beebe Says:

    A terrific tale.

    I’m wondering as to your opinion on the “AsiaFriendFinder.Com” ads on your blog. Do you find them orientalizing or racist? Could be the topic for a provacative post.

    Jean/Gene M. Beebe
    Moving Forwords: Generating Gender
    Queer It Up! A Gender Blog (Glog)

  13. Asian Lawyer Says:

    KAEP — Yes, I said normal. Elle is a healthy, young woman with a high sex drive. There’s nothing wrong with that. She is just open and expressive about what many other women keep hidden. I give her props for that.

    Some other blogs are all about sex this and sex that–and it seems all mechanical. Elle tells us about other stuff too, such as school. She also tells about her feelings, desires, etc. That makes it much more interesting.

    Elle — Keep it up. Be yourself and don’t let what anyone says get you down or make you change who you are. You are obviously an intelligent, articulate, expressive woman — and that should make you proud.

  14. KAEP Says:

    Asian Lawyer-

    Normal is all the things that you say in the first half of your comment.

    Having a blog read by hundreds where you detail your addicition problems, psychological troubles, sexual escapades, etc? That’s not normal. That’s a little… different.

  15. McFad Says:

    Congrats on your Bloggie nomination.

  16. Pseudodevil Says:

    So, um, did you two kiss?

  17. Elle Says:

    Nope — never have, probably never will :)

  18. Brian Says:

    Your drab began to disinterest me within the first five minutes of reading. Maybe if you didn’t focus so much on your insecurities so heavily, your readers would be a bit more inclined to stick around.

  19. dj kammy kam Says:

    Wait — her readers don’t stick around?

    News to me.

  20. John Says:

    Wow, you are a truly disgusting human being.

  21. Non Says:

    Wow, you are a truly disgusting human being. You just a rip off of Sex & the City and think you’re something for doing it.

    Lose the ego

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