Hope everyone enjoys it. Feedback welcome... -Tyler
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"What a shitty game," I said. Mike, who was driving us home, just mumbled something. Our soccer team had lost their first game of the year on an overtime goal. Neither of us was in a good mood.
"Why did coach yank you?" I asked.
"I pulled my hamstring trying to reach a ball. I could barely run after that," he explained.
We sat there quietly, soaking wet from the rain storm that drenched us.
"Remember, I'm crashing at your place tonight," I said.
The car pulled into the driveway next to Mike's house. We grabbed our gear bags and went inside.
"Dude, it's 7:00 and I'm starved. Did your parents leave food?" I asked.
"Nah, they went out to dinner and a movie. After I shower, we can make something," he said.
"I call first shower!" I yelled.
Mike limped into his bedroom. I followed him and dropped my bag on the floor. Mike stripped out of his wet uniform, grabbed his laptop and lay down on his bed in his underwear. I guess I'd never noticed how hot Mike was before. Short blond hair, a nice tan, a little muscular but not too much, very little body hair except for a narrow treasure trail. The wet white briefs made his ass look quite delicious.
"I thought you wore boxers," I said.
"I wear these for soccer," he said, not looking up from the laptop. "Prevents my junk from flopping around."
"No Under Armour?"
"Nah, don't like how it fits. Plus girls think they're hot."
Not just girls, I wanted to say. I didn't wear briefs but they look insanely hot on other guys.
I went into the bathroom, stripped off my wet jersey and soaked Under Armour tights, having to peel it out of my crack.
As I stepped into the shower, it was a relief as the hot water washed away the mud and cold from my 17 year old, 6 foot 2 inch frame. I didn't really like my body. I thought it was too skinny. My dick was too small for my liking, only about 2 inches soft and kinda skinny, and you could barely see it through the dark pubic bush. But at least I'd done it with a girl, unlike Mike though he was only 16. (Yeah, I'm bi in case you hadn't figured out)
I vigorously washed my ass crack, which of course got me hard. I jerked my 5 inch boner a little bit but I'd never been able to cum in the shower so I just finished soaping up, got out and dried off.
I wrapped the towel around me and went back into Mike's room.
"Shower's yours," I said, dropping his dirty clothes next to my bag. Mike was lying on his stomach using the laptop but didn't move or say anything. I punched Mike in the leg, "Yo, what are you doing?"
Mike grabbed his leg in a significant amount of pain and yelled. "What the hell, dude?"
"Oh shit, sorry man, I forgot about your hammy," I apologized.
"As if it didn't hurt before. Fuck..." he said, trying to hold back tears. Mike got off the bed but as soon as he took a step, his leg nearly gave out. I grabbed him and helped him back onto the bed.
"Listen man, let me rub it."
"Dude, what?" Mike said.
"Ryan (my brother) is studying physical therapy. He showed me some massages when I hurt my calf last month."
Mike was a little skeptical but it obviously hurt like hell. "Ok dude, but just... you know."
I nodded and after Mike flipped over onto his stomach, I started gently rubbing his hamstring. Mike continued using his laptop during the massage.
Stumbling across her Facebook page, Mike asked, "Did you really have sex with Jen McCoy?"
"Yeah," I said. After a minute or so of kneading the back of his leg, I subtly moved my hands higher and higher until I was rubbing his ass. He didn't notice, or at least didn't say anything. God, if his butt looked this perfect, what did it look like underneath?
I slowly pulled down the back of his briefs. Not all the way off. They still covered his front, just lowered in the back so as to have full access to his butt.
"What the fuck?" Mike exclaimed, tightening up.
"Dude, chill. The glutes are connected to the hammy. Relax one will relax the other," I said, as I started kneading Mike's ass cheeks.
"Are you full of shit?" he asked.
"Just chill."
And after about 5 seconds I felt him do just that. Mike's ass was perfectly formed and baby smooth. Occasionally, I'd run my finger up and down his ass crack. I noticed him gently grinding into the blanket to the rhythm of my massaging.
I told him to roll over. He did so quietly. He was still looking at Jen McCoy's pictures online as I started to rub the front and side of his upper leg. Mike made no attempt to hide the nice size tent of his tighty whiteys. I noticed that the front of the underwear was stained faintly yellow and had that unmistakable smell.
"Did you piss them?"
"Haha yea," Mike said, without looking up from the computer.
"Really?" I said incredulously. I kinda had a thing for that and would occasionally pee my boxers during my jack off sessions.
"I didn't want to come out because it was a close game and besides, I was soaked from the rain anyways so I just went," he said.
I laughed and ran his hand across the pee soaked crotch. I felt Mike's cock twitch as I did.
The pissy undies, the funky smell of Mike's sweaty, unwashed body plus the whole situation got me fully erect under the towel. My horniness was now barely in control.
Mike snapped the computer shut. "Dude, what was it like?"
"What?" I said.
"You know, when you did it with her."
"It was ok. It happened kinda fast."
"Tell me about it," he said. "Everything that happened."
"Really?"
"Yeah dude," he mumbled, a bit embarrassed. "I've never... you know... I just... wanna know, you know."
"It's all good, dude." I said.
He closed his eyes and put his arm over his face. I could feel him finally relaxing.
"Well, we were in my room and it was kinda obvious she wanted to mess around."
"How?"
"I dunno, you could just tell. We were talking and then she put her hand on my leg as we were making out and start rubbing a little," like I was doing to Mike.
"Then, she started doing this." I put my hand on his underwear and started rubbing his crotch.
"Mmmm... I bet that felt amazing."
"It wasn't bad."
"Has anyone ever given you a hand job?"
"She didn't but yeah," I said. "It feels a lot better than your own hand, but sex is even better than that."
"Mmm..."
I rubbed his nipples with one hand while toying with his narrow treasure trail with the other. He quietly moaned. The second I put his nipple in my mouth and started sucking. He nearly freaked out. "Oh god, oh my god, that's amazing, don't stop." His body was writhing in ecstasy.
The window of his bedroom was open and he was moaning so loud, I was afraid the neighbors would hear. I figured the only way to shut him up was...
His eyes were closed but mouth open and moaning. I stopped sucking his nipple just long enough to put my lips on his. We kissed for about a minute while I rubbed his wet brief-covered hard on. He wasn't very good at kissing but he must've liked it. He kept grinding into my hand as we made out.
"Wow," he said, after I broke the kiss. "I've never done that before."
(to be continued)