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------------------------------------------------------------------------------ In part six Peter spoke to Michael's doctor and found how bad his trauma had been. Michael started his swimming training and there was an interesting welcoming party for him at the house. Andrew nearly lost his life in the surf but was saved by Peter and Michael. Peter purchased a special new camera and Michael became his model with great success. And, as a result of a bet Peter agreed to get a massage from Sam, Pete's friend on the swimming team. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------ For all the people who have been curious about the title, 'Peter's Mistake', - your queries will be answered in part eight.
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PETER'S MISTAKE PART SEVEN.
SAM'S MASSAGE.
Peter parked his car in the driveway and knocked on Sam's door. He had no idea of what would happen except that Sam would give one of his famous massages. Peter was having mixed feelings about this. He was very interested in the idea of a massage and he was also very interested in Sam, but for this very reason he was worried that he might embarrass himself with the close physical contact and wondered what Sam might think of him if this happened.
Pete had made him promise to trust Sam. Pete described Sam as kind and gentle and one of his best friends. He said that Sam really liked Peter and was amazed at how much he'd helped their swimming. When Sam answered the door Peter was a bit taken aback. All he was wearing was a pair of running shorts. He gave Peter a big smile and said, slightly formally,
Welcome to my home. Please take your shoes and socks off.
They went into the living room and sat down on the sofa.
Peter! Do you really want this massage?
Well I'm not quite sure what the big deal is but Pete has been really keen for me to have it and I have always liked the idea myself.
How much does Pete like you?
Well! A great deal I think. We're close friends.
I think you're wrong. I think he loves you.
This statement stopped Peter in his tracks and before he could think of anything to say, Sam went on,
How much do you like Pete?
Peter was quiet while he was thinking how to answer this.
Are you ashamed to say you love him?
Peter arced up at this.
Hang on Sam. That's not quite fair. If I loved Pete I wouldn't be ashamed of it. To be honest I think I'd have to say I do, but that's rather personal and it depends on how much I trust you and how much I think Pete trusts you.
Sam gave a big smile.
Peter! Kiss me.
What?
When Sam just waited, Peter wondered if this was some kind of oriental tradition. He leaned forward and gave Sam a formal kiss on the forehead.
Peter. Do you like me?
I don't know you all that well Sam, but the answer is very definitely Yes!
Do you love me?
How could I? No!
Do you find me sexy?
Yes!
Have you thought you'd like to have sex with me?
Peter's thoughts were whirling from the series of unexpected questions.
Sam! That's personal again.
Yes! It is isn't it? And you said it yourself. It depends on honesty and trust. As a matter of fact I hope the answer is yes. What I'm asking is for you to trust me and be honest.
Peter went a bit red.
Well! The answer is yes.
Good! Now kiss me.
This guy doesn't stop.
Peter hesitated then leant forward and started to kiss Sam. He thought of Pete's kiss at the party and started to probe with his tongue then felt a warmth build in his body as Sam started to respond. Sam broke it off.
Well! That was nice. Pete seems to think you're a bit of a prude but I reckon he's wrong isn't he?
I do get embarrassed easily but that's not quite the same.
Anyone's a prude compared to Pete. He's amazing! Has he talked to you about your being gay?
Peter had another shock.
Then Sam continued,
Has Pete told you that I'm gay?
Another shock.
But you two are known as studs at the College.
Image! I enjoy it all but I really think of myself as gay. Peter! If we go ahead you must promise to do what I ask and you must promise to be completely honest and you must promise to stay the whole night. I promise that you won't have to do anything you don't like.
Peter wanted to know, How can I promise when I don't know what it's all about?
Sam laughed!
Trust me! It would spoil a lot of the fun if I told you now.
Peter decided to go ahead with this mystery massage. He'd never live it down with Pete, for one thing, and he was very intrigued as well.
All right Sam! I promise to do what you ask. I promise to be honest with you. I promise to stay the whole night.
Great! I was hoping you would you know. First we'll have a shower then get something to eat.
Sam took charge . Peter could hardly believe how assertive this quiet, friendly student from classes and swimming was being.
Peter! You undress me then I'll undress you.
Just the thought of Sam in the nude was turning Peter on and by the time they reached the shower his jocks were way too tight. Peter slipped Sam's shorts off and thought, Jack off fantasies here we come. Sam took Peter's clothes off and he was embarrassed again as his hard on sprang up. Sam laughed.
Finally I get to see the notorious boner. Well! No wonder it's famous!
Sam turned the shower on then took the soap and washed Peter all over. He handed the soap to Peter who did the same. Peter was relieved to see Sam's cock hardening as he was washed. He didn't feel as embarrassed when they were both in the same condition. They dried each other then Sam gave Peter a piece of silk material and wrapped it round him, then put a matching one on himself. Sam served Chinese pork, which was new to Peter and very nice, plus steamed vegetables covered with white sauce. He had fruit juice for drinks and icecream for sweets. The conversation was unusual to say the least. One minute Sam would be talking about the weather and then he'd ask Peter who was the sexiest in the swim team. -
You or Pete!
You like wearing speedos don't you?
Yes!
How often do you jack off?
Nearly every day.
Do you enjoy going to see movies?
I love them but I'm usually too busy to see as many as I'd like.
What's the most times you've cum in one day?
Three times.
Peter mentally squared his shoulders and answered these questions. He relaxed a bit when he realized that Sam was answering whatever he asked back or just offered answers anyway.
O.K! Peter! I want to have a look at you. Come and sit on the sofa.
He examined Peter all over, asking questions and touching and feeling him.
Your face feels smooth. Did you shave just before you came here? Do you shave every day? You've got nice earlobes. Can you go crosseyed? Try it. You've got a little bit of hair on your chest. Do you like that? Tighten your stomach muscles for me. Wow! They're pretty strong aren't they? He moved and knelt between Peter's legs and undid the silk. He moved Peter's genitals around, cupping his balls and stretching his cock. He traced the flange and said how big the knob was. Peter started to stiffen as soon as he was touched and Sam held him as he grew to full length.
You are quick on the trigger aren't you? What's the most sensitive part of your cock?
All of it but I guess round the edge of my knob is the most.
What's it feel like when I tickle you there?
When Sam did this Peter couldn't help gasping.
Do you wish you had more pubic hair or less.
Neither! I don't really think about it.
Do you like your cock?
Yes.
Are you proud of it?
Well! Sort of! But not in a show off way though.
Can I look at your backside?
I'll feel embarrassed but I guess I promised.
Sam laughed.
I don't really want to but I was curious for your answer.
Are you going to look at me now?
Peter thought to himself,
Pete is outrageous but the word for Sam is disconcerting.
Sam sat back on the sofa and Peter went ahead. He found it a strange feeling and realized that he had never actually looked really closely at another person. Peter loved the feel of Sam's skin. It was so smooth. He'd thought Sam had no body hair apart from his pubes and armpits but saw that by looking closely you could see tiny hairs everywhere. Peter looked at Sam's cock and played with it.
You don't get hard the same way I do.
Well I will but first I have this great tingly sort of feeling that goes on for awhile. See! I'm starting now.
Peter held Sam till he grew to full hardness. He thought it was neat the way it felt like it was coming to life.
Where are you most sensitive?
See if you can find out.
Peter experimented.
I reckon you're pretty much the same as me. Sam! What's this got to do with a massage?
We'll get there. When you walked in the door could you have imagined doing this?
I can hardly believe it even now. How did you get me to?
We learnt to trust each other rather quickly.
You're very good at people aren't you Sam?
Yes! But you're better. Do you still want a massage Peter?
Well! Yes!
You'll have to loosen up a bit then.
Sam put a mat on the floor.
We'll have a wrestle now. If I can pin you down three times I get to tickle you for as long as I like.
I'll kill that Pete! Is there anything he hasn't told you? All right Sam but if I pin you three times I get to photograph you any way I like.
Peter! I'd lose on purpose for that. Of course!
Sam took Peter's wraparound off and smoothed a very light layer of oil onto him.
Nude wrestling?
Of course! That's how they originally did wrestling you know.
Yes! But we're not in Ancient Greece now.
We are for the next half hour.
Peter had always enjoyed wrestling. He reckoned he was going to beat Sam. Sam had well defined muscles and was strong and fit but Peter knew that his own muscles had more strength and endurance than they looked. Peter had Sam pinned down very quickly and thought it wouldn't take long to finish but he soon realized that Sam wasn't just wrestling. Peter would be straining to make a hold work when he'd feel his balls tickled or his cock massaged. This distracted him so much that Sam soon had him pinned.
Hey! That's kind of cheating.
Sam laughed.
I make the rules so it's not.
Peter was really surprised when Sam pinned him down twice without much effort. He realized he'd been had. Sam had obviously had wrestling training somewhere along the line. He wasn't interested in stopping though and they kept wrestling for the full half hour with Sam losing on purpose a few times. Peter fell into Sam's pattern and it became a kind of erotic dance, enjoying the strength and vigor of each other's bodies as they locked and strained together. Sam finally asked,
Are you feeling more relaxed now?
Peter was feeling great.
Do you still want the massage?
Yes!
Sam took Peter's shoulder muscles and gave them a rub and a squeeze.
You're still a bit tense.
When are you most relaxed?
Peter said it would be when he was asleep.
That doesn't count and besides it's not necessarily true.
Peter tried a couple more.
After a shower? When I'm sunbaking?
Think harder Peter. Is there ever a time when your body just stops and does nothing for a while?
Peter suddenly understood what Sam meant.
Ah! Yes!
Would you say that's the most relaxed you get?
I suppose so. Yes!
Well that's how relaxed we'll have to get you. Lie down on your back.
Sam grinned.
You promised to do whatever I asked you?
Yes!
Can you honestly say you won't like it?
Peter had to smile as he answered no.
Well! Come on then. Though it looks like you can't wait.
The thought of what Sam was going to do had already set him off again. Sam knelt beside him and gently caressed him and ran his fingers up and down his cock till he was straining, rigid.
O.K! Peter! Here's the rules. You mustn't touch yourself and you have to tell me when you are about to cum. Promise?
Promise!
Sam got the oil and smoothed some onto Peter. He tickled and teased and squeezed until Peter was gasping with the feelings. He took it slow and kept Peter gradually building in tension. Peter reached the stage where playing has to stop.
Sam! Please! Now!
Sam made a circle with his thumb and finger and held Peter. Peter shuddered it felt so good. Next Sam started to move his hand up and down but to Peter's frustration he moved it very slowly.
Sam! Faster! Please!
Sam grinned at him and shook his head. Slowly he continued. Each time he brushed Peter's knob Peter had to gasp. Peter tried bucking into Sam's hand but he just let go and shook his head. Sam's hand started again slowly and kept driving Peter crazy. Eventually he realized that he was close. He felt his balls start to tighten.
Yes! Sam! I'm starting!
To Peter's disbelief Sam took his hands away.
My God! Sam! You can't stop now.
Sam grabbed Peter's hands.
Remember! You mustn't touch. This is no five minute job. What's the fun in that?
Sam traced the contours of Peter's face with his fingers for a while and brushed their lips together.
Hang on for the ride Peter.
When Peter and his cock had both subsided a bit Sam started all over again. Twice more he brought Peter to the brink and then stopped. This time Peter couldn't believe it when Sam took out a sketch pad and took ten minutes to make a drawing of him lying there with his hard-on. When he finished the picture he explained that this building up then stopping was an Eastern Tantric technique and often continued six or ten times. Peter looked at him.
Don't you dare. I'd probably be crazy by then.
But Peter! You do like it don't you?
Sam! It's total torture but yes! I do.
For the fourth time Sam slowly brought Peter to the brink. Each time Peter had felt himself reach a higher level of excitement. This time Sam focused on Peter's knob. His hand moved slowly up and down and gave it a tiny squeeze each time. The feeling was marvelous.
Sam! Please! This time!
And this time Sam kept going. Still slowly, till Peter's balls tightened and he felt like he was being turned inside out as his cum flew up to his face and hair then to his chest and stomach and finally to pump onto his navel. Peter collapsed back and sort of died for a moment. If that hadn't been relaxed enough then Sam would never be pleased. He jerked like crazy when Sam rubbed the head of his cock. Sam said,
That was pretty good hey! You felt like a fire hose.
Peter put his arms up and said,
Come here Sam.
He pulled Sam down on top of him and hugged him tight.
I've never felt like that ever before in my life. It's so different when someone else does it isn't it?
Peter could feel Sam's erection pressing against him and reached his hand between them and grasped it. He massaged it and squeezed the head.
Can I do you now Sam? I felt a bit selfish with you doing everything. Peter had seen that Sam had been hard most of the time.
Sam wriggled into his hand and said,
Oh! That's nice! But not yet. My turn will come later.
They lay together for about five minutes, enjoying the feel of each other's body, Sam sighing as Peter gently played with him. Sam got up and poured some juice for them then took Peter to the bathroom and washed him with a cloth.
You'd better have a leak. I don't want you peeing yourself.
As Peter relieved himself he wondered what Sam meant.
Do you still want to go on with the massage?
Yes! If ever we get to it.
Sam took Peter to his bedroom.
Lie down and put your arms back.
Peter watched Sam start to fasten his hand with a soft Velcro cuff.
Ah! Sam! What's this for?
Peter! Will you do everything I ask you?
Yes! O.K. Go ahead!
Sam finished his hands then fastened his ankles. Peter felt very vulnerable, spreadeagled naked like this.
O.K! Peter! It's time for you to pay up.
Pay up! What?
I pinned you down three times didn't I?
My God! Sam! Like this? I'm helpless. I'm not ready for it.
Will you ever be ready for it?
I suppose not but I wasn't expecting it right now.
When you're at Sam's place, expect the unexpected. You like being tickled don't you?
This dratted honesty stuff.
Yes! But I always get embarrassed. Besides making me laugh, it sets me going.
I'm counting on it.
Sam knelt astride Peter's thighs and reached forward with splayed fingers to dig into Peter's stomach and abdomen. He tickled Peter's balls and thighs till he was hard once again. Peter writhed and twisted in his efforts to escape the torturing fingers. Sam said he was making a tickle map of Peter's body, while Peter shrieked and begged. This was totally exhausting. Sam went over to his dressing table and collected some objects. Peter's eyes boggled.
Sam! No!
He nearly went berserk as Sam tickled the soles of his feet, first with a toothbrush, then with a small feather duster. Next Peter's whole body got the feather duster treatment He was tickled on his stomach, chest and sides, but the worst was his inner thighs and groin area. Peter felt his balls literally dancing round in their sac as little electric currents seemed to run from the feather duster ends on his skin. The feathers on his feet were too much.
Sam! Stop! Please!
Sam stopped on the feet but then concentrated on Peter's groin. Peter's balls felt like they were trying to disappear inside him and his cock tingled and throbbed till the feeling was no longer tickling but became pure sex.
Sam! I'm going to cum. Please don't stop.
Sam didn't stop and Peter sprayed himself again. Sam leaned down and gave Peter a kiss.
Well! Mr Firehose! You're pretty impressive! How are you feeling now?
If you try and relax me any more I think my heart will stop.
We'll stop for a while now.
Sam released Peter and pulled him up.
It's time for a snack.
They had more of the Chinese pork then Sam got a plate with some biscuits on it.
Sam! I know what these biscuits are. Do you want me to eat them?
Don't you want to?
Well they make me feel horny.
He realized that what he'd said was a joke in this situation, standing naked next to one of his night-time fantasies. Peter laughed and accepted the cookies Sam gave him. In the bathroom Sam started to fill the bath then sat behind with his legs around him.
O.K! Peter! Here's your rules for now. You have to keep me hard for the next hour.
An HOUR?
Yes! That'll be easy. I don't mean keep me on the edge. Just bring me up if I start to soften. I'll be doing the same for you of course. You're excused if you doze off though.
Peter thought this was luxury. Lying back with this beautiful sexy body wrapped around him. Sam was gently playing with him, part of the time rubbing his chest or stomach, part of the time stretching or kneading his cock or cupping his balls. Peter didn't have much to do. He could feel Sam's erection pressed against his back and occasionally gave a little wriggle against it. There'd been no sign of it going down at all. Peter's cock responded and after about five minutes was feeling pleasantly hard. Peter drifted away. He awoke to find everything the same.
Was I asleep long?
Sam thought it was about fifteen minutes.
Did you stay hard Sam?
Peter! I couldn't get soft if I wanted to. Let's swap positions. I want you to play with me.
It's about time thought Peter.
Peter hugged Sam close to him and held his cock and slowly worked it, enjoying the hardness and the smoothness. He found he was spending a lot of time moving his hands over Sam's skin, it felt so good. Peter's left hand was just holding Sam's cock, not doing anything, while Peter was amazed at how hard it felt. Sam said,
Peter! We'll have to get out of the bath. You're turning me on too much.
They climbed out and dried each other off. Sam grabbed Peter by the cock and led him into the bedroom.
Peter! You've still got half an hour to keep me hard. You'll have to be careful though as you've got me pretty touchy.
They played lots of little games and it became pretty much a, 'you try it on me and I'll try it on you' situation. Peter tried blowing in Sam's ear but he said that was too much at the moment. Sam liked wriggling his finger in Peter's belly button. Peter always jumped because it made him tingle inside. Peter licked Sam's nipples and watched as they firmed up and got little goosebumps round them. Then Sam got them to stand holding each other with their cocks and balls pressed together for nearly five minutes and making the smallest of movements against each other from time to time. Then Sam told Peter to hold their two cocks together in his hand and start working on them.
Are you very close Peter?
Not far off.
Tell me when you are about to cum. I want us to cum at the same time and I'll try and hang on till then. Peter found this extremely exciting, holding the two hard cocks tight together in his hand, while they slid against each other as their juices mixed. Peter's hand moved faster and faster while he listened to Sam gasping and groaning.
Sam! Now!
Peter frantically rubbed with his hand as he felt himself tightening for his moment of explosion. He felt Sam's cock throb and thrust a moment before he lost himself in his own feelings. Peter kept holding their cocks till they finished pumping, then held Sam till they both recovered.
Ye Gods! Peter! For someone who hasn't done this you're amazing.
Peter was rather shocked! Sam had bitten him on the shoulder as he climaxed.
Sam! Have you got preying mantis in your blood, or does this mean I'll live forever?
Sam saw where Peter was looking.
What? Oh! My God! I did that? I remember. You had me so worked up I lost it. Is it all right?
They examined it and it wasn't too bad. There might be a little mark there for a while. Sam was in the middle of apologizing when he cracked up and then Peter started grinning himself.
I'll have to put a band-aid on it at swimming otherwise how will I explain it? Michael's sure to notice and Pete doesn't miss a thing.
Sam looked horrified.
If Pete finds out I'll never hear the end of it.
They went to the bathroom and Sam cleaned them both with a damp hand-towel. As they went to the kitchen Peter was watching Sam's body and the way he moved. Sam said it was time for a hot drink. He heated a saucepan of milk and mixed it with honey and sprinkled cinnamon on top. Peter had several mugs and remembered this for himself.
Peter! Do you still want your massage?
I refuse to leave without it, even if I am starting to doubt its existence.
Sam made Peter lie on the sofa with his head on the end. He gave him a head massage. Peter had been massaged before but he'd never heard of this and it was very relaxing.
Right Peter! Come and lie down on the mat. I want to give you a tongue massage. Good! Now close your eyes and put your tongue out.
Peter felt Sam kneeling astride him then his tongue was sucked right into Sam's mouth. Sam kept sucking and rubbing his tongue against Peter's. He lowered himself so that he was full onto Peter then slowly started to rub their bodies together. Sam stopped and asked Peter if he enjoyed tongue massages.
Good! Well put your tongue out again for another one. Peter could feel Sam's cock as it gradually stiffened and moved further up his stomach. After a few minutes Sam stopped and said he wanted to see if Peter had learnt it right. They swapped positions and lay with their mouths locked while Peter moved against Sam. Sam started to be more active. He moved his legs apart then clasping them round Peter, he started to trace his fingers across Peter's back and sides and buttocks. It wasn't quite the same as tickling. Peter felt his skin go kind of shivery where Sam's finger's touched, and his cock started to respond. When Peter was hard again he started a game of moving so that his cock pressed Sam's and pushed it from side to side. Sam did the same back. Sam grinned and said,
Is this what they mean by cock fighting?
Sam reached his hand between them. Peter lifted himself up so that he had access. It was Sam's turn to hold their cocks together. Peter stopped moving so Sam could do what he wanted. He squeezed and rubbed and worked them then concentrated on their knobs, doing the same thing. After a while Sam stopped and got Peter to kneel up.
Peter! I'd like you to bring me off again.
Peter wondered why he was even asking as he started to reach for Sam.
No! Not that way!
Peter looked at him with a query.
Well! I think this might be new to you. Have you ever been inside anybody?
Ah! No!
Do you want to try it?
I'm not really sure. I have wondered what it would be like though.
Some people don't like it. Why don't we have a try and stop at any time if you want to?
Peter nodded.
Will you be doing it to me?
Well Peter I'd like to but no. You should save that for someone special.
Peter thought Sam was pretty special but knew what he meant.
We'll take it slow and I'll tell you as we go. Get that oil bottle and squeeze some into me. Sam was still on his back with Peter kneeling between his legs. Peter had no trouble doing this then Sam took the bottle and smoothed some on Peter's cock, working him and making it hard. Sam lifted his legs onto Peter's shoulders then told Peter to take it slowly.
You've got such a big knob and I'm fairly tight.
Peter pressed against Sam's hole. He was worried about hurting him. Sam grinned,
Don't worry! I'll be all right! It stretches a lot you know. I'll soon tell you if you're hurting me, so push harder.
Peter pushed and felt his knob slide through and past the tight ring of muscle.
Good! That didn't hurt me at all. Now, work your way till you're all inside me.
Peter found that he went in quite easily and pushed till his balls felt squashed. Sam was watching Peter closely.
How are you going? Do you like it?
Peter was a bit lost for words.
Sam! It's amazing! You feel so warm and tight around me.
I thought you would like it. Now start to move and get used to it, but you can work on my cock too.
Sorry Sam! You feel so good it was all I could think of.
Peter started to move in and out while playing with Sam's cock. Sam made him try different things.
I won't break Peter! Try pushing really hard. Good! Now, right in and out as much as you can. See how quickly you can go. Now push right in and hold there. I want to try something that seems to work with cocks that expand a lot and yours sure does.
When Peter was right in again he felt Sam's ring clench tightly round the base of his cock. That felt great, but as Sam kept the pressure on Peter felt his cock get tighter and tighter as the blood was trapped. Sam laughed.
I think this is working. Now try and pull out of me.
Peter went to pull back but nothing happened. His cock was jammed tight.
I've got you now Peter. You're mine as long as I want.
Yes! But it also means you're mine for the same time.
Peter held his hand in a very tight circle at the base of Sam's cock and got the same effect. He watched as Sam's knob grew bigger and tighter then started to squeeze and tickle it. Sam gasped and Peter felt the pressure release on him.
Bully! I was just having fun. At any rate I'm putting you in charge now and I want you to bring me off. But here's the rules. Don't rush it. I do like that Eastern Tantric thing even if it is torture.
Peter thought this would be terrific. His own cock felt great but he knew he'd be able to keep going for ages if he wanted to.
The other rule is that you have to do it with your cock.
Peter was totally puzzled.
What do you mean?
I'll show you. I'm showing you a lot tonight aren't I? You'll have to find my prostate. Some guys call it their magic spot.
Sam proceeded to help Peter find this with his cock. It turned out that he couldn't be all the way in and he had to push at a sort of angle but once he realized where it was he had no trouble.
O.K! Sam! You have to promise to tell me if you're close, and no hands allowed.
Yes! Boss!
Peter had it worked out that since Sam had already climaxed once he should be able to make him last for ages. He wanted Sam to remember this night too and basically Sam had asked for this. Peter very carefully tested Sam's response as he pressed on his prostate. He also held and played with his cock all the time. Not to excite him but because it gave him so much feedback about what Sam was feeling. For a quarter of an hour he kept Sam hard. He found he couldn't do much with Sam's prostate as he responded so quickly, so he just rubbed against it when it felt like the right time. Of course he stopped moving and also let go of Sam's cock when Sam yelled that he was nearly there. Twice more he did this with a build up of nearly ten minutes each time. The fourth time he knew that Sam was expecting him to keep going. When he thought that Sam was just about to tell him not to stop he pulled himself out and said he needed to go and have a leak. Sam looked at him in disbelief.
Now Sam! No hands or anything else. O.K!
He waited for Sam to give a nod before he went off feeling very pleased with himself. He waited for a minute then went back.
I couldn't have a leak after all. It's too difficult when I'm hard.
Peter watched Sam's eyes open as he worked out that it had been a put on. Sam had said that once again he wanted them both to cum at the same time if possible. Peter worked out how to build himself up without exciting Sam. Sam was taken right to the edge twice more and then Peter realized he couldn't take it any further. It had got to the stage where just holding his cock was making him groan. When Sam finally came Peter could feel his whole body spasm. Peter grabbed Sam's cock as it started to spurt and Sam pumped up into his hand. Then the clenching of Sam's muscles each time he shot, started Peter off as well. Peter thrust frantically and hard for a moment then his own body spasmed and released itself into Sam. They sagged together and did nothing. Peter felt himself softening and withdrew. Sam wrapped his arms around Peter and snuggled up to him.
You're a demon you know! I was going berserk at the end. How many times did you brink me?
Brink? Well! Six times then you came the next.
It felt like ten and but I've never had it that many times before.
Sam kept kissing and cuddling for a while then took them to the bathroom. He went to the toilet then joined Peter in the shower where they washed each other.
We need a break. Come to the kitchen and we'll get something.
A break! Sam! Did you say a break?
Yes! Of course! Don't you want a break? You haven't had your massage yet you know.
Right!
Hot drink or cool?
Cool for me thanks.
Sam took a jug of juice from the fridge and shared it out.
I've got strawberries or cherries. Which would you like? Strawberries please. Sam took them into the living room and got Peter to lie on his back on the mat then sat on his stomach and started to feed him the strawberries. He put some in Peter's mouth one at a time. He dropped them into Peter's mouth, gradually getting higher. He put one into his own mouth and made Peter give him mouth to mouth to get it. He finished by stuffing them in till Peter's mouth was full before letting him chew Then Peter had to give Sam the cherries. When the fruit was all finished Sam put some music on.
O.K! Peter! It's time to show me this famous dancing of yours.
What? In the nude?
Well! We haven't worn anything for three hours now.
And what do you mean famous?
Pete said I had to make sure I got you to dance. He reckons you're really good.
I'm going to kill Pete tomorrow. What sort of dancing do you want?
Whatever you like and some I ask you. You've got about half an hour.
Sam sat on the sofa near the CD player.
I've got stacks of CD's. Tell me what sort of music you want and I'll try and find it.
Mostly fast with lots of beat.
Peter loved dancing. He worked hard to show Sam the kind of dancing he was good at. Mostly he liked to react to whatever the mood or story of the music was and express it as dance. He didn't let Sam off either and made him waltz with him and taught him the Mexican Hat Dance when they found it on a dance CD. Sam started his requests. Something old fashioned. Peter did the Charleston. Irish dancing. Rock N Roll. Russian dancing. The Twist. The time passed very quickly and Peter was pleased because Sam obviously enjoyed it. Sam put Ravel's Bolero on.
O.K! Peter! This is your finale and you have to seduce me.
Peter enjoyed this challenge and the music was a good choice. After a couple of minutes he had a better idea and made Sam come and stand near him. He carried on like mad, rubbing himself against Sam and swaying with him to the music and making suggestive movements that matched the tempo. To his delight he saw that Sam actually was getting aroused. As the music climaxed he lifted Sam and swung him round, then froze in a tight embrace as it finished.
Peter! You could be a professional dancer. You must have had dancing lessons and you're much better than Pete said.
Well! I did work hard for you Sam, and Pete's never had his own personal show.
Wow! I said expect the unexpected at my house. I should listen to my own words. Would you like another shower or will I hand towel you?
The hand towel please and a drink if that's all right.
After that Sam took Peter to the bedroom. He said it was time for Peter to relax.
You can close your eyes and enjoy yourself. I think it's time for a bit of magic.
Magic?
Well! You found my magic spot so let's find yours.
But I thought you wouldn't get inside me.
No! Not with my cock. With my finger, to show you what it feels like. You'll be surprised and I know you'll like it.
Peter really had been impressed with how much it affected Sam.
Can we stop if I don't like it? Sorry! Of course we can.
I'll squeeze some oil in so everything happens easily.
Peter watched as Sam took the oil bottle down. He flinched and clenched tight when the nozzle went in but it just felt cool and that was all.
Close your eyes Peter.
Sam was kneeling next to him and Peter felt him lean over. Peter's cock got warm. Sam was breathing on it from very close. He moved slowly down the length of it then breathed the warmth onto Peter's balls.
Mm! Sam! That is really nice. Sam continued and Peter relaxed then suddenly jolted and lifted his head up.
Sam! What are you doing?
Peter could see what Sam was doing. He had Peter's cockhead in his mouth. Sam lifted his head up.
Is this your first blowjob too?
Yes!
We're racking up some firsts tonight aren't we? Now close your eyes and enjoy.
Peter did as he was told. Sam continued to concentrate on the head of Peter's cock. He rubbed his tongue against it and sucked, occasionally squeezing it with his lips and even very carefully and gently biting it with his teeth Peter felt the pleasant sensation stop when Sam took his mouth off but then he had another surprise. Sam started to lick his balls which had become relaxed and soft in their pouch. Then Sam sucked, first one ball, then the other, into his mouth and manipulated and rolled it round. It was the suction which felt so good to Peter. Sam couldn't do this for long because Peter's balls responded strongly and tightened. Sam went back to sucking Peter's cock, which was gradually hardening, and worked till it was fully stiff. Then he changed tactics He kept sucking, but moved a finger to Peter's backside and slowly and sneakily worked it inside. Peter adapted to this strange new sensation and then to Sam's finger probing inside him. Suddenly Peter's eyes flew open. His body jerked in reaction to the feeling of his cock being stimulated each time Sam's finger pressed.
My God! Sam! How can I ever relax with you doing that?
Sam lifted his head up and said with his big grin,
Well! How about joining in then? Do you think you could do the same for me? That's called sixty-nining then and would be another first for you.
They arranged themselves on the bed and Peter squeezed some oil into Sam. He took Sam's cock into his mouth and wondered at its smoothness and the way it felt as it rapidly grew. Sam still had a fair bit of life left in him. Sam located Peter's prostate easily with his finger and could feel the effects with his mouth as he rubbed it. Peter followed Sam's lead and once again they took things slowly. It seemed to be Sam's way, to draw it out and tease and back off, before building again. Eventually Peter could feel and hear Sam starting to groan. Everything sped up and once again they climaxed at virtually the same time. Peter, a few seconds ahead of Sam, felt his sperm rush into Sam's mouth and then Peter felt Sam's cum as it pumped onto his tongue and throat. This was another first for Peter and he wondered what to do now. Was he meant to swallow it or what? The taste wasn't bad, just somehow different. Sam let go of Peter and took himself out of Peter's mouth. He swiveled round and kissed Peter, his tongue probing deep. Peter felt a slight change in the taste in his mouth and knew that Sam had mixed their juices together. Sam finished their kiss and said,
I hope you didn't mind? I like to do that. It's kind of a symbol that we're joined together.
They lay clasped together for a while in their afterglow.
Peter! Do you still want your massage?
Sam! I do! But every time you've said that so far I've ended up with another orgasm. I don't think I could cum again if my life depended on it.
Want to bet?
Peter stared at Sam.
You mean it don't you? Well I'd win that bet, but knowing you, you'd plug me into some super sex machine or something.
Sam thought about that then grinned and said,
How did you know?
Peter looked his disbelief and Sam laughed.
Peter! Don't panic! I'm just flattered at your nice way of describing me. Tell me! Why do you want to photograph me?
I could go on for ages. How about this? One. You're beautiful. Two. You're sexy. Three. You're interesting.
Beautiful? Do you mean I look pretty?
Sam! Don't be ridiculous. A cliff face or a bushfire or a thunderstorm is beautiful. Do you call them pretty?
I see! Well I hope I look sexy but interesting I'm not.
You are interesting Sam, but that's not what I mean. You also look interesting. If I can capture what I want in your photos, then believe me, you will hold people's interest.
Can I have any of the photos?
Sam! Every single one. It's me who asks you that.
And what sort of photos do you want to take? Nudes?
Just about anything you can think of but mostly portraits because that's my specialty. Our bet did say anything I like though, so after what you've done to me tonight I'm going to get some private ones too if you're happy.
That sounds like fun but let's have a drink and freshen up.
Sam then took Peter to the living area.
You're finally going to get your massage.
He put large towels on the mat and collected some bottles of massage oil. For half an hour Peter was given a wonderful massage. Sam explained that he had learnt from his father who was a professional masseur. When he stopped Peter said that now he really was relaxed.
We're not finished yet Peter. That was the traditional massage. Now it's time for the erotic one. I want you to keep your eyes closed this time.
Sam started all over again but this time his touch was different and Peter felt his body tingle with anticipation. Sam gave him goosebumps as his fingers traveled up and down his spine. Oil was spread on his buttocks and trickled into the cleft between. Sam's hands slid down this cleft to brush against Peter's balls then back up to the base of his spine and around his buttocks. The repeated motion of this brought a tingle to Peter's groin and he started to harden. Sam turned him over and worked on his front. His tickle zones were erogenous ones when treated the right way. Sam worked from his feet upwards till Peter could feel those electric currents in his thighs. Peter was well and truly erect now but Sam poured oil onto his cock and pubes then massaged it all round and up and down his cock. Peter felt Sam move astride his chest. Sam pressed his backside against Peter's cock. Peter's eyes flew open.
This isn't a massage.
Yes it is! It's a cock massage.
Sam wriggled slowly back and Peter felt himself entering. When he was fully impaled by Peter, Sam stopped wriggling and started clenching his butt muscles and slowly rocking back and forth so Peter's cock moved inside him. He did this for a couple of minutes till he was completely comfortable.
O.K! Peter! Hang on for the ride. Buck me off if you like but I'll climb right back on.
He started moving and built up speed. Sam calculated his movement so that he went back till Peter was right in then forward till he was almost out. He kept getting faster and faster. Peter was a bit astonished. There was nothing drawn out and gentle now. This was a total contrast.
Come on Peter! See if the stallion can buck his rider off.
Peter understood what he wanted and thrust forward when Sam was coming back. He would have lost that bet because Peter felt himself start to build. Sam suddenly started tightening his butt each time he went forward, making a kind of milking action. This took Peter over the edge. He grabbed Sam's hips to stop his movement then thrust up into him till he had his orgasm. He didn't know where it could be coming from but he felt himself spurt into Sam. He saw Sam's grin.
Did this cowboy just strike oil?
Yes! A real gusher.
What a stallion? Hey?
Peter mumbled something about mixed metaphors then retreated into what Sam had called his most relaxed moment. Sam moved off and lay down with his head on Peter's stomach. This was so pleasant that Peter didn't want to move.
Peter! Are you awake?
NO!
Are you alive?
NO!
Do you want another massage?
NO!
Sam started to prod him and tickle his stomach.
Come on! Up you get!
He helped Peter up and they went to the bathroom for a cleanup and shower.
Sam! Where do I sleep?
With me of course! No options there. I love having someone to cuddle up to.
When Peter half awoke next morning he felt a hand on his boner. He thought as he dozed off again,
That feels nice, but I don't think it was mine.
When he fully woke Sam was spooned in front of him. Peter reached his hand over and held Sam's cock. After a moment it started to harden and Sam came to life.
That's an interesting way to say hello. You don't do it like that at College!
Sam took Peter's hand and started to move it up and down.
Now keep going.
Peter did with the inevitable result.
Thank You! But I'm thirsty now and I don't want to get up.
Peter climbed out of bed.
I'll get you something but I need a leak first.
When you come back I'll tell you what I've decided on.
After Peter washed his hands and face he went back to Sam.
I've decided I need a special tonic. Get back into bed Peter.
Peter did what he was told and discovered what the special tonic was. When Peter was finished Sam sucked his knob and watched him squirm.
Hmm! I'm still thirsty! I've decided I'd like seconds.
What do you think I am? A human sperm bank!
After they'd had a shower they had some breakfast. Sam wasn't into the unexpected today. It was cereal and toast. Sam was chatting a lot. He was intrigued with Peter's photography.
Peter was in a thoughtful mood and not saying much.
You're quiet Peter. Are you having second thoughts about last night?
Peter pulled himself together.
Well! I know you want me to be honest Sam, so I have to tell you that I am.
Peter saw Sam start to look a bit worried.
Don't worry Sam. The sex was fantastic. It's just that I've discovered something I like even more.
Sam stopped looking worried and started looking puzzled.
Ah! The Chinese pork?
No! You dill! I mean you.
Sam's mind was churning over now.
When I turned up last night I'll have to admit I thought something more than a massage might happen. With the reputation you and Pete have it was likely that sex featured somehow. I'm sort of embarrassed to say that I was more interested in the possibility of sex than you. Now I'm feeling it mostly the other way round. I'm hoping you'll come round to our house to see me as well as Pete. As well as taking your photos I can show you how to take them yourself. Sam! I've got some terrific friends and I guess I'm saying I'd like you to be one of them.
Peter! When can we start the photos?
Sam went quiet for a few seconds.
Do you know that I'm kind of lonely ? Living here by myself. Last night when you said I was interesting I thought you were crazy. People come here for my famous massage and they say it's great but I never see them again unless it's for more sex.
Sam! We'll work something out this week for the photos. Can you come over for tea on Tuesday?
I'd love to.
Peter grinned a bit here. He'd just made a snap decision.
Well! Sam! There're two rules you have to promise to follow. First! You'll have to cook the meal.
That's easy.
It could be for five or six people.
That's still easy. What's your second rule?
You have to have a look at the spare room and the house and make up your mind whether you'd like to shift in with us.
Peter watched Sam carefully, hoping he'd read this the right way.
Are you stirring me?
No! I'm serious.
Peter saw the thoughts whirling behind Sam's eyes. Sam jumped up and hugged Peter tightly. Another hugger? Thought Peter.
You really do like me don't you Peter?
Didn't you believe me when I said that?
Yes! I did but this is .. well! .. unexpected.
Peter nearly burst with the humor of that statement.
I don't have to see it on Tuesday. I know I want to come, but I have a problem. My lease for this place lasts another four months.
That's not a problem Sam. We'll just reserve the room for you. I know! Even better! You have two places to live and only start your rent when you finish here.
Ah! I have to ask you how much your rent is. My father finances me here so I'm close to College. It's $140 and I put in $60 of that.
Sam! Everyone will be happy then because the room is $30.
$30? No-one charges $30 for a room.
I'm sorry Sam. I have to make the house pay somehow.
I meant...
Dill! I know what you meant. That's what Pete and Michael pay for theirs.
Don't tell them yet please, or I'll be too nervous on Tuesday.
How about we tell them after the meal? You can't put much past them Sam, and they'll already be wondering why I've asked who can be there.
I think you're right. I know how quick Pete is.
Sam! Pete's going to go ballistic about this. You should have seen the party he put on for Michael.
Do you think the others will like me?
Sam! I'm 100% sure. There's Brian and Anthony. They're partners and I think they've had bad times in the past but they're friendly and quiet and gentle. There's Michael and he's special and you'll love him. He and Pete get on like crazy and I reckon you will too. The other one is Andrew. He's the most interesting person you'll ever meet. He's our gentle giant.
Sam and Peter talked for an hour about different things then Peter got organized to go.
I'll have to get used to wearing clothes again.
Sam had a great big grin.
First! This is for you. It comes as part of the Massage package.
Sam gave Peter the sketch he had made last night. It showed Peter nude and Sam had exaggerated parts. His knob was twice as big and his balls looked the size of grapefruit. His nipples poked way out and Sam had drawn in a great flood of cum shooting through the air.
Sam! You've made me look like a sex maniac or something.
But then Peter examined it more critically.
Sam! This is quite brilliant and you did it in ten minutes.
It's O.K! But I've been sketching ever since I can remember so I've had lot's of practice.
He grinned again and said,
The second thing is to tell Pete I've got a new record. Four and doubles.
A new record! O.K! But what's that evil grin for first?
All right! Mr Stallion. Did you realize that you've ah! Shall we say, expressed your appreciation for my efforts seven times since you arrived.
Peter went red.
Sam! That's impossible.
If you say so! Anyhow you told me three so that's where the four comes from.
You think I'm going to tell Pete that?
Why not? He'll worm it out of you anyway. He's probably waiting for you at your front gate by now as it is.
Finally Peter left. Sure enough when he got home Pete was waiting. Not at the gate but Peter could see him looking through the window. When Peter went in he could see that Pete had the cheekiest grin and looked like he'd won first prize at the show.
How did you go? Did you have a good night?
It was very enjoyable thanks Pete. We had a nice tea, listened to some music and danced a bit.
Did you get your massage?
I might have.
Pete wrestled him to the floor and sat on him.
Come on! Tell me! Tell me what happened. If you don't I'll get every little detail out of Sam. I can twist him round my little finger if I want to.
Well! You can do it that way. Let's say I know a lot more than I did yesterday.
What about my message?
Peter went red again.
All right! He said you'd just get on the phone anyway. He said to say, 'four and doubles'
Pete thought about this and worked the numbers out. His eyes lit up.
Holy Hell! Peter! That means eight times.
Not quite! Pete, this is embarrassing.
Pete jumped up.
Ah! I'll see you later Peter. I was just on my way out for a run.
Peter knew this meant he was on his way to Sam's place so he said,
Pete! If by some fluke you meet up with Sam, make sure you ask him about his vampire act.
As Pete headed out the door, Peter made his way upstairs for some more sleep and a relaxing day.