It was obvious from the shutting of his door that Kyle was pent up with frustration. The way he moved past me to flop onto his bed further added to the diagnosis. With a heavy sigh, Kyle just buried his face into his pillow and hung his arms off the bed lazily. Looking around the empty dorm room, I toss my bag onto the opposing bed and kick off my shoes.
We really hadn't done much after the tournament beyond getting food. I knew he was exhausted after the hard day but the disappointment from today's games were showing to be hard on him. Moving over to his window, I draw the blinds down to cut off the light, an aura of off light glimmering through the room.
After making sure that his door was locked, I shift towards his bed, crawling onto his mattress next to him. Rubbing his back caused a moan to flow out of his shut lips, the heaving of his chest raising and dropping his body dramatically. Wanting to help him relax a little, I moved over his body to straddle him over his ass. Sliding my fingers under his shirt, I start to rub his back muscles, folding back and forth the tight knots that dot him.
Kyle shifts his body to make it easier to massage, pulling his arms to his side, laying flat like a mannequin. With a heavy sigh, he buries head back into his pillow and attempts to relax. It isn't an easy task though as I quickly find out how knotted his body actually is. First his back, then his arms, then his legs, every spot seems to be covered in tight muscles begging for a work over.
I couldn't help but chuckle a little when he squirmed as I kneed out his lower back, the tender touch of my fingers through his shirt tickling him. "Hey babe, wanna take off your shirt? It'd make this a little easier." Without saying anything, Kyle pulls the shirt over his head to reveal a very grass stained back, the etches from the field still burned into his skin.
Starting near the neckline, I dug my fingers into his muscles, pulling them back ad forth in an effort to relax them. 'This was going to be one long session for him.' I thought to myself as I curled my fingers into a ball and used my knuckles to press into his tan skin.
Though it is often on of the few things guys normally look at on other men, the back muscles are often times the most important. Not only do they help with our posture but they also do have a great look to them when they are defined. Kyle's were just right for me, not overly toned but not flat. His collarbone muscles made a great V as he tensed up under my pressure, the relaxing pain getting a bit much for him. "Too hard?" I asked cautiously.
Kyle, with his head still in the pillow, turned slightly and muttered through the cotton, "It hurts but it's a good hurt. Keep going." With that he drifted back into his slumber, the feeling of ease finally taking over him.
Moving down his spine, I count out the back of his ribs with each push into his muscles. A slight squirm informed me of a new ticklish spot but it was right next to a deep knot, the curled up muscle balled tight. It was adorable how he tried to stay still as I pressed furiously into his back, moving back and forth over this one spot till it became red from friction.
Moving to his opposite side, I try to locate any knots but they had disappeared, the knowledge of my presence scaring them away. Following his spine down, I end up at his shorts, the elastic band restricting me from going any further. Leaning down over him, I kiss him softly on the shoulders, the warm touch of my lips disturbing his sleep. "Hey, I'm going to undress you." As was to be expected Kyle didn't say anything, instead waving his hand off the bed at me in a 'go ahead' manner.
Sliding down his body, I kiss his back, trailing the spine till it reached the fabric. Standing off the bed, I gently remove his sports attire, the dark cloth leaving an imprint in his skin for the wear of the day. Eyeing something new, I finish slipping off his short and toss them on the ground, then go in for an inspection. He was wearing a jock strap, and he wore it well.
The elastic white bands hugged his butt nicely, not too taunt but not too loose. Crawling over his body, I playfully snap one of the bands as I whisper into his ear, "Well this was a surprise to see on you." While I didn't see his smile, I knew he broke because the muscles on his face lifted up in amusement. Turning back to stand over him, I seductively took off the article of clothing, my teeth gripping the back middle band my index fingers curling the edges.
I knew Kyle was getting turned on by this as I slipped the strap off his body, the free material now hanging loose from my teeth. Releasing it to the floor with his shorts, I return to his legs, gripping them firmly to work the muscles. While Kyle was completely nude before me, I did my best to focus on the massage. My cock had other plans however, his plump ass lying there so open.
Regaining my focus, I start form his feet, my hand working the sole of each foot to open up the under represented muscles. Playfully sucking on one toe while I massaged the others, I nibbled slightly at the nail, then the top of the skin, then down to the base. Kyle began to thrash a little more as I pressed into his tender spots, the urge to laugh overwhelming his relaxed state.
Lying his feet back down, I moved up his right leg, the more dominate leg used in any sport he played. Even though his legs looked to be similar in statue, this one was just a little bit bigger, the workout always going more towards this calf than the other. While Kyle did manscape his body, his legs were growing back their featured hair, the stubble gently scratching my skin as I palmed the muscles.
Repeating the process on the other leg, I began to inch closer towards his ass, the ideas of how to "relax" it running through my mind. Gha now is NOT the time to get horny, or was it? Reaching the lower base of his glutes, I grip onto them tight. Kyle jumps at the force but then settles back down, moaning a little as a response. "Perfect", I thought to myself as I flexed his ass muscles left and right. Moving in, I nip at the fleshy fat, my teeth gripping enough of the muscle that I am able to teethe it out.
Kyle groans out in ecstasy as my foreplay titillates his nerves. Using my own saliva as a lube, I lick each cheek equally in force, driving my tongue muscle down into his body like a sledgehammer. He was fighting back on me, occasionally flexing his rear to make me work harder. Gripping his side with my hands, I go near his taint, but stop before ever actually rimming him. That would be saved for later, if we got that far. With the way things were going however, it wouldn't take much to turn this into a happy ending massage.
Pulling off from his ass, I stand up and leave his body alone for a few quick seconds. I was getting way too horned up to be dressed at this moment. Quietly undressing behind him, I strip off my clothes into a neat pile. Standing over his slightly relaxed body, I admired his sex appeal; the loose hair hanging on his head, the bronze tan emulating his skin, the toned muscles on his back, and best of all, the perfect ass that made me hard as a rock.
Crawling onto the bed, I slide up him, my bare chest staying off his exposed skin. Reaching his ear, I drop softly onto his backside, my cock fitting perfectly into the groove of his crack. "As much as I want to bone you right now, I've only just finished your back. Turn over for part 2 of a multi-part massage." The warm breath, combined with my skin against his, made him close his crack around my cock, the foreplay exciting the nerves in his brain... and body.
Kyle did as requested, turning over under me, the presence of light making him blink a little. His hands moved from the sheets to my back as he leaned up to kiss me. "How did I find you?"
In between exchanges, I murmured out, "Pure luck... Puure luck." Moving his hands back to the bed, I leaned up into the cowboy position, giving me the full view of his upper body. His cock jumped at the feeling of my warm ass crack, his crown burrowing itself into my fleshy slit of paradise.
As he fluttered his eyes to look at my body, I pressed my fingers into his breast muscles, the firm nipples screaming for attention. I wouldn't have given them a second thought to please them with my mouth but this session was devoted to his muscles not his turn on zones. It felt weird working his pectorial muscles; the muscle often receiving the most attention workout wise but given the least amount of relaxation. I did make sure to add in a little nipple play as he drooled over my body, his eyes fantasying what all he might have wanted me to do. "Stop looking at me like that." I sneer down to him as I turn to work on his right side.
Adjusting my weight to be a little closer to his collar, it allowed for the pink crown to press firmly into my pucker. Gasping slightly as he gave a little hip thrust, I glare down at him with a smirk. "Not just yet... And maybe this won't be a happy ending for you."
He leers at me as he tosses me another thrust, his crown determined this time to become king of my domain. "Not yet Kyle." I warn him as I work out his bicep, folding the muscle over on itself. One hand isn't enough to work it all but two hands are enough so I stick to one as I use the other to work his lower arm. I constantly shift between him and the arm, wary of any further actions he might take towards me.
His gaze up at me makes me feel wanted, the way his eyes glisten as he looks over my body. I wasn't flexing as I massaged his body but I knew that my abs were showing, the effort enough to give me a small workout. The contortion of my face as I figured new ways to ease the tension seemed to amuse him as he broke into a cute smile. Out of the two of us, he was the more built but not by much.I had just as toned arms and my legs were just as sexy, the lines etched out to make the muscles visible.
Reaching his free arm up from the bed, he began to stroke my cock, dribbling pre out of the slit with every pump he mustered. Quickly realizing that he was toying with me, wanting sex now, I moved over to his other arm to pin it down, working hard on the muscles to keep them down. Kyle was unrelenting as he just shifted to his right arm to continue jacking me off, the licking of his lips eroticizing my thoughts. "Kyle!"I screamed out in fraught frustration.
Being done with his arms, I quickly scurried off his dick and away from his hand before he could make me blow a load. Moving to a prone position, I lay my chest flat on his cock, his vein filled rod pressing firmly between my pecks. Kissing his abs, I leaned up to look at him as I knuckled the muscles, rolling my wrists over them as if they were bread. Kyle finally leaned his head back and closed his eyes, heavily breathing out in the process.
His torso was clean cut, the deep V near his waist pointing towards his package. He had no need for a happy trail as the abs seemed to act as stairs as I worked each one closer to his groin. His body temperature was raising slowly, the relaxed stress being placed upon the skin disturbing it.
Finally I was at his golden area. His cock stood up at me, an eager muscle to be worked. With a cleaver glint in my eyes, I kiss the tip and envelop the pink ring then pull out to continue on his session. His cock twitched up at me for more but I refused, kneading and knuckling the hip muscles. Like his legs, he was slowly getting some stubble back, not enough though to interrupt my mission.
Moving down his right leg, I focus on the top thigh, brushing against his sack occasionally to give him some teasing. His upper legs were so think that it took both hands to cover the side completely, but even still slight skin showed at times. Pressing my thumbs down his leg, I rolled the muscle down before letting it move back to its original position. This was the same process I repeated down the leg and up his right side, before ending near his groin again. 'Great, now it's done... time for my fun.' I thought to myself as I slowly eased off the pressure.
With his head still on the pillow facing the ceiling, I made sure his eyes were closed before going down on him. Satisfied he didn't know it was coming, I breathed heavily around the groin to elicit a response. His cock, as to be expected, jumped at the presence of a well known party. Opening my mouth, I envelope his meaty piece of flesh, taking it about halfway in before closing my lips and applying pressure.
My tongue went to work outlining the veins that were etched on his penis like a tattoo. Taking my right hand, I start to pump him up and down, bobbing my head in opposite times so that myfist would meet my mouth at the same time to transfer any pre he had pent up. Closing my eyes, I roll to the side slightly as I work on him, lookinig forward to satisfying my boyfriend sexually.
Kyle runs his fingers through my hair, curling the strands every so often. "You are... amazing" That pause was him slightly releasing some cum intomy mouth, the jizz sipping down my throat as I swallowed it. He wasn't even near his orgasm though as I popped off his cock and looked at him.
Crawlinng up to him, I keep my hand on his cock, continuing to jack him off in the process. Wrapping my lips with his, I share some of the cum that still existed in my mouth. Our lips were full of electricity as we kissed, the exchanging of tongues to each others mouths allowing us to explore each other.
Kyle rolled me over at that moment, moving to where he was on top of me. "Out of all the places you relaxed, there was just one spot that you didn't get." The twinkle in his eyes gave it away on where he was going with this as he got off me to go to his dresser. Pulling out a condom and a bottle of lube, he returned to me and sat down over my cock, the crown positioned perfectly on his already worked taint. With his eyes locked on me he opened up the packet and applied the condom behind him, unraveling it over my flesh as if it were now second nature for him. Next he opened the bottle and juiced out a little of the viscious gel. Moving his hand behind him, he gave my cock a few good strokes then fingered himself, causing his body to arch up into a pleasure filled state.
Positioning my cock under his waiting hole, he started his decent. As he lowered himself onto my cock, he gripped my pecs, growling out in the moment, "Just because we lost today doesn't mean this will always happen like this."
I laughed at the demand, causing my body to press in harder than he had expected, sending a little pain up his spine. "You tell yourself that Kyle." My hands reached out to his cock and stroked him, the equal revenge now in my grasp.
Kyle screamed out in pain as my cock pursued its conquest of buring itself in his ass. Soon he was completely on me, his balls flat on the top of my groin, mine firmly against his ring. With a seductive coo, I murmured up to him, "Now let me relax that ass of yours."
He lifted slightly as I made my short hip thrusts back into him, my stiff rod pounding inside him. His prostate grew as my cock slid by it time and time again, the nerves of his body wanting him to explode all over me. With my free hands, one was jacking him off to the beats of my thrusts, the other giving his nipples the play they had wanted earlier. He, and I too be honest, was on cloud 9 as our bodies seemed to sync into motion; everytime he rose, I pulled out slightly, everytime he fell, I dove in hard.
His body was close to finishing, his mind overloading from the pleasure it was getting. I was not too far behind as my cock begun to swell up with cum, the volcano about to erupt into his cavern. Quickening our pace, the sweet orgasm hit us hard, him shooting his load all the way up my chest, a few slings even making it to my lower chin. I was just as forcefull, my load wanting to travel up to his lower intestine. The condom stopped it though, filling up like a plump balloon in his ass. "OH FUCK!" We both screamed out at the same time.
Slowly and carefully, he pulled off, an audible pop heard between the two of us as the pressure alleviated. As Kyle kissed me, and licked off the cum from my chin, he stated matter of factly, "You are such a beast. I love you."
Kissing him and pulling him close, I declared my love for him as well. "I love you too Kyle. You are too perfect for me." After cleaning up the mess we made, though not taking a shower; we fell asleep, our bodies sticking together from the cum starting to solidify.
During this entire time, I was too preoccupied to notice a text on my phone, "Hey Chris, its Parker. I was wonderinng if you wanted to get coffee sometime?"
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With the conclusion of the tournament, it was good to release some pent up stress right? I hope you all enjoyed that chapter. Who the F is Parker? What is his endgame? Stay tuned to figure it out.