"This above all: To thine own self be true, for it must follow as dost the night the day, that canst not be false to any man." Shakespeare (Hamlet)
Each relationship, unique unto itself, must find its way and become what it will. We all make the journey. Enjoy this story of Steve and Alejandro (sounds like a-lah-handro -- Spanish). Though the theme of wrestling will be a key component in the early chapters and a continuing theme, the story is about relationships and being true to oneself. Thanks to Bill M and TalonRider for assistance proofing the story.
Please do not distribute to other sites without permission of the author. Comments can be sent to firehosejoe@yahoo.com
From the previous chapter:
Before Alejandro could say anything more, Frederick rolled over and pulled him to himself. Holding him gently, he said "I've got you. Don't worry we'll work this out together. I'm not just shittin' you. I've got your back, Dude, no matter what. If anyone says anything or does anything to you, I'm there. I don't know what else I can say or do, but I promise, I've got your back." Alejandro's words seemed to rush together with the relief he felt.
"This feels good. Thanks." Alejandro said simply. They lay there quietly for a long time, each with their own thoughts. Finally Alejandro lifted Frederick's arm and turned to face him in the dark. With a tentative and quiet voice he asked, "Do you remember earlier tonight I promised I'd be able to go again?"
"Yeah?" Frederick said remembering all to well their discussion.
"Is it too late to do anything about that now?" Alejandro asked. Frederick reached out for him as he chuckled.
Chapter 8
"What was the chuckle for?" Alejandro asked.
"Mostly relief, Alex." He paused, adding "and my good fortune to have you as a bud."
Sliding an arm under Alejandro, Frederick pulled their bodies together so that chests touched and legs intertwined. Letting Alejandro's head rest atop his, Frederick held them close. It was a gentle moment. Their cocks began to stir lazily against each other.
Frederick let the moment build. Finally he pulled his head back and let Alejandro's head rest facing him against the pillow. Their bodies continued to rub and slide against each other causing the tiniest bit of delicious friction and increasing the heat they felt.
"Ya know you're making me crazy, Dude." Frederick said.
"Why?" Alejandro asked with genuine confusion.
"`Cause, you aren't playing any games. You're real. You're hot as hell and you're lettin' me share all this stuff with you for the first time." Frederick felt his cock surge and begin to fill. He kept gently pushing it against Alejandro's lower abs and pubes noticing that Alejandro was responding in the same way.
`Oh babe, oh babe' Frederick said in a whisper as to himself.
"Why are you calling me that?" Alejandro asked in a whisper, his innocence showing.
"What? Oh, sorry. It's just the way I feel right now." Frederick's warm tender voice continued, "It's kinda like I wanna protect you, help you with this, share it with you. I don't know. It's just that this is really different for me. Mostly when I'm in bed with a guy it's just a hard rockin' fuck session and we're both getting each other off." He paused as they rocked their bodies against each other, and said as if to himself, "Yeah, really different."
Frederick tilted his head toward Alejandro till their foreheads and noses touched. Their warm breath bathed their faces as they gently pushed against each other. There was no urgency, though that would certainly come. Slowly Frederick nuzzled Alejandro's nose with his own then reached up and flicked the tip of it with his tongue. Gently he let his lips, slightly open, brush against Alejandro's. He did it again and felt Alejandro's lips slightly pucker in response.
Moving so gently, so slowly, Frederick let his lips brush back and forth until he felt Alejandro's lips move toward his, demanding contact and intimacy. It was a gentle kiss. Frederick let his tongue trace the inside edge of his own lips knowing Alejandro would feel and sense that the invitation would be to go further. Alejandro opened for Frederick's tongue. He tentatively let his tongue rub against Frederick's then slip into Frederick's mouth exploring, reaching, yielding completely to the new experience.
Their gentle moans intermingled with their breath, warm and intimate. Their pulsing thrusts against each other slid across their tight abs now slick with precum, their cock heads more sensitive with each push. Their breathing was shallower and the sounds of increasing urgency more frequent in their throats. With an audible groan, Frederick pulled away from the kiss.
"Dude, I'm nearly there. Oh Fuck," he whispered. Biting his lower lip Frederick pulled slightly away and rolled onto his back.
"What's wrong?" Alejandro asked softly, his confusion obvious.
"Uhh aahhhhhh" Frederick gasped. "Gimme a sec, Ok?" He recovered his control, "Nothings wrong. Nothing at all. Just close. Want to wait. Is that Ok with you?" he panted. Alejandro didn't answer. He breathed and felt his chest shudder. Breathed again and it shuddered deeper. "Yes." He said quietly as his own urgency began to subside.
Resting for a moment, on his back, Frederick reached over and gently caressed Alejandro's face with the back of his fingers. Alejandro reached up and captured the hand and brought it to his mouth and kissed it.
"Alex, I want to watch you enjoy this. May I turn on the light?" Frederick asked tentatively.
"Yeah, sure, I think I'd like that too." replied Alejandro. Frederick reached back and twisted the knob on his bedside lamp then twisted the gooseneck so that the shade pointed toward the nearest wall giving the room a soft warm glow.
Frederick turned back and reached for Alejandro letting his hand move lightly across Alejandro's arm and side. After a moment he let his thumb find Alejandro's nipple and circled it, then rubbed the fleshy nub alternately as he flicked it gently with his thumb nail.
Alejandro felt shocks of sensation and pleasure course through his body. Involuntarily, his abs tightened and back arched as he groaned his pleasure. These points of sexual stimulation in particular were virgin territory. Frederick's gentle manipulation and sensitive touch were perfect. Alejandro felt he was beyond a point of participation, more lost in a sea of tactile response.
Frederick, in contrast, had recovered enough to realize what Alejandro was likely experiencing. He knew what he wanted to share with him and determined to make sure, with each step, he was not pushing but leading.
Frederick shifted to simply massaging Alejandro's nub with the fleshy part of his thumb. Waiting a bit he finally said softly, "Alex there are so many things we can do, that I want to do with you; but you've gotta promise to let me know if it feels like I'm pushing you or if you are uncomfortable with anything at all. Ok?"
Alejandro sighed. A moment later he said, "Frederick despite what's happened, I trust you. I'm not an unwilling participant in this, ya know" he chuckled. "I feel like I've been waiting for this since I got my first erection and I'm not letting you out of this room until we're both exhausted. You got that? And don't worry; I'll let you know if something's not good for me." With that he rolled on top of Frederick and attacked his mouth with his tongue and grabbed a nipple gently twisting it.
With his mouth full of tongue, Frederick could only think `Oh, fuck! Yeah!' He scissored his legs around Alejandro and put his hands behind Alejandro's head pulling their faces together tightly. Loosening his scissors slightly, he slammed their cocks and abs together. Waiting a moment, afraid one or the other would blow a load; he did it again and held their bodies close.
Alejandro kept up his tongue assault and resting on his elbows attacked both of Frederick's nipples. Frederick squirmed with the pleasure and slowly rotated his crotch against Alejandro's. Lifting his head Alejandro said, "This is so hot!"
Frederick reached up and kissed him quickly and said "Ok Stud, whatcha gonna do to me next" he laughed with a low throaty chuckle. "You're like a kid in the candy store ya know. And do I have some candy for you!!" Rolling Alejandro on to his back, spreading his legs, and holding his hands against the pillow beneath, Frederick gently lay on him. Spinning through his mind like a warning flag ripped free of its halyard was a momentary caution that romantic presumptions often follow nights of passion. He knew there'd be some fallout from this.
With his tongue and teeth Frederick explored Alejandro's body. To his delight he found that Alejandro wanted to try everything. It seemed he was insatiable. Following Frederick's lead, Alejandro used cock, tongue, fingers and teeth to repay, in kind, the pleasure that Frederick gave him. Frederick's experience kept bringing them both to the edge of orgasm helping Alejandro learn how to pace the intense pleasure they shared.
Frederick was on top of Alejandro on his hands and knees just letting his tongue and the tip of his cock caress Alejandro's. Suddenly he slid down and grabbing Alejandro's ankles pulled him mid way on to the bed. Reversing himself, Frederick laid aside Alejandro with his head convenient to his groin. He began to blow on the glans and flick the corona with his tongue.
Alejandro asked laughing, "You mind if I play too?" he asked grabbing Frederick's shaft. Soon they were focused on each other; Alejandro following Frederick's every move.
Frederick said with no little admiration, "Funny how this sounds; but, you have the potential of becoming a great cock sucker." And he laughed adding, "Just watch the teeth, keep your lips wrapped around the edges."
Slowly they continued their mutual ministrations and Frederick knew it wouldn't be long till they climaxed. Alejandro's gaze explored the thighs, cock and balls now within easy reach. The curly hair that crowned the root of Frederick's cock became a wisp of curls as the throbbing shaft rose from the curly nest. He held the substantial muscle and licked and sucked it. He dropped his nose to Frederick's ball sac inhaling the musky man sweat.
As mesmerized as he was with his exploration, Frederick's conscientious work on Alejandro's package was bearing fruit. Alejandro's quads flexed and spasmed as Frederick licked, sucked, and bit all of the pleasure spots he knew would eventually push Alejandro to the edge. Alejandro spread his thighs wider to give Frederick more access. He could feel his cock continue to stretch as the blood continued to pump into the muscle.
Unconsciously, Alejandro began to mimic Frederick. Able to pace himself, Frederick waited. Moments later he noticed Alejandro's abs begin to quiver with quick spasms and watched his balls begin to contract. Frederick redoubled his efforts and in less than a minute was rewarded with a fountain of cum shooting in his mouth and down his throat. As the contractions of Alejandro's cock began to subside, Frederick noticed Alejandro's mouth was missing. He looked over his shoulder and smiled. Alejandro's head was resting on the pillow, his eyes tightly closed and his mouth seemingly frozen in a small `O'.
With a delicious languidness, Alejandro felt his balls and cock shaft being laved with Frederick's tongue. "That was amazing. Just amazing! Can I try to do you?"
"Hah! Just try not doing me!" laughed Frederick. "You were doing great before I distracted you."
"Yeah, and what a distraction! Wow!!" replied Alejandro.
"Ok, like I said, watch the teeth and don't try to take too much of my meat in your mouth. You'll gag and that takes the fun out of it for you. Just keep doing the stuff you were doing. I was almost there and it won't take me long to cum." instructed Frederick.
Alejandro set to his task and growing pleasure of servicing Frederick, licking and sucking on his cock head. Swirling his tongue, he made the humming sound he'd heard Frederick use and was rewarded with a quiet "yeah, that's it. That's it." Alejandro, now able to concentrate on his pleasure let his tongue search out each fold of skin, each orb of flesh. His could feel his cock begin to swell despite having just shot a load. He was hungry for this.
Holding the shaft he rubbed it lightly against his chin letting the beard provide a layer of stimulation. Hearing Frederick groan, his own fire grew. Ever mindful of his teeth, Alejandro continued his onslaught. Tightening his thighs, he pulled Frederick's face into his groin. His fever grew. He wanted to consume this man. A few moments later he noticed Frederick's balls retract and could hear Frederick's breathing grow shallower.
"I'm nearly there, Dude. Pull off if you don't want a mouth full of man cream." Frederick called out. Alejandro was not missing any part of this experience and continued to suck the shaft and cock head.
He was surprised at the violence of Frederick's orgasm and the quantity of cum that filled his mouth. Before he could think to swallow, it was dribbling off his chin. He continued to suck, curious about the musky salty taste and the consistency. As the emissions slowed, he held the shaft and licked the head of the remaining bubbles of cum that formed at the slit as he cleaned the shaft with his tongue.
"Damn, you are awesome, Dude. Totally awesome!" Frederick gushed. For someone who had never had sex with a man, Alejandro was truly a natural. He spun round and lay atop Alejandro and let his tongue dig into Alejandro's mouth for the last vestiges of his own cum.
After a moment, he slid off and leaning on his elbow looked at Alejandro and grinned a big grin. "Hope you enjoyed your maiden voyage. Damn, you're gonna be one hot stud."
Alejandro returned his smile and said, "I could never have imagined!"
"Be right back with a towel." Frederick said as he went to the bathroom. Alejandro reached for the bedside clock and shook his head slightly in disbelief at the time, 5:27 a.m. His mind quickly reviewed the day's classes and knew he'd be Ok. Frederick returned and saw the time and just groaned as he reached to clean up Alejandro and then himself.
"I gotta get some sleep before my 11:00. Can you miss your morning classes?" he asked, looking at Alejandro.
"Yeah, I'm cool for the rest of the day. Just gonna cut em all. Set your alarm and kill the lights." said Alejandro as he gathered up the covers and spread them out over the bed. They spooned against each other and slept within minutes.
When he arrived at his dorm room, Alejandro was glad that he could enjoy some privacy. His roomie would be out for another couple of hours due to his schedule. He stripped, tossed his clothes in the laundry basket and grabbed his stuff. Instead of reaching for his robe and bath slippers he decided that it was time to break free of some of his old habits. Wrapping a towel around his waist, he went to shave and shower.
The afternoon was spent reviewing for classes the next day and finishing the work required. He didn't know if Frederick was going to be in any shape to work out tonight but that had been the plan as of yesterday. At 4:30 he was in the locker room getting ready for wrestling club practice. As he hung his clothes in the locker his eyes scanned the room at the other men there. Were there others, like him, just waiting for an opportunity? He smiled thinking how things had changed in a day.
Frederick and Mike led the practice as they had for the past eight days paying no particular attention to him. He was relieved. In the showers, after practice, Alejandro didn't bother for the crowd to thin out as he had before. He was shedding his personal need of privacy and decorum as if emerging from a long sleep. Throwing his towel over his shoulder, he strode naked into the throng of slippery nude men jostling for a shower head.
Some were in a rush, others just enjoying relaxing at the end of the day. Alejandro noticed some of the guys glancing his way. Inside he froze for a moment but realized he'd been so circumspect before today that this was just the way of things. He returned glances with smiles and enjoyed his sense of newfound freedom.
Frederick came around the corner of his set of lockers and tossed a smile at Alejandro as he asked, "See you tonight for a workout? Same time?" Alejandro nodded and then Frederick was out the door. Alejandro watched the door close as his forehead wrinkled. Was that it? Frederick hadn't said anything. Oh well, he'd see him tonight.
As they had the evening before, they met and changed for their workout. Their banter was easy and centered mostly about the club. By 10:00 when Mike began locking up, they were wet with sweat and nearly spent but pushed on for another couple of sets.
"I don't know about you, but I think I'm done for today. Let's hit the showers." Frederick said as he tried to catch his breath from the last set of reps.
"Can't wait. We're going to sleep well tonight I'll bet!" Alejandro answered beginning to wipe some of the equipment as Frederick policed the area for discarded towels.
The locker room was empty when they went in. Alejandro felt his balls and cock contract remembering the night before but said nothing. As they stripped Frederick said, "Mike asked me to give you a heads up. When he's securing the building, this is the last room he checks. He picks up stuff left on the floor and gets it ready for the cleaning crew then takes his shower. So don't be surprised when he comes in."
"So last night he cut you some slack?" Alejandro asked with a grin.
"You might say that."
Before they could get the water adjusted, they heard the familiar squeak of the locker room door. A moment later Mike stuck his head in and said "Hi you guys, mind if I join you?" Without waiting for an answer he quickly stripped off his sweats and walked in.
"Thanks for being quiet last night, guys." Mike said as if nothing of substance had gone on.
"Sure, Mike. I got the wild man to tone it down without much trouble." laughing, Frederick responded. Alejandro felt himself blushing for some reason and said nothing but watched Mike lather his body. Turned sideways so both men could see him, Mike smiled at Frederick and then looked at Alejandro with a mixture of curiosity and lust. He said nothing, continuing to lather his chest, pits and crotch. His fingers wrapped around and lifted his balls as he reached under to clean himself.
With his other soapy hand he took his thick flaccid shaft and began to pull on it as he stretched his ball sac down. His eyes were cast down as if lost in thought or just watching himself. Alejandro couldn't take his eyes off Mike. Frederick quietly watched.
Mike's hands left his organ and he stooped to lather his legs, first one then the other. Standing again, one hand began to pull on the lengthening shaft as the other massaged his nipples, now visible as white nubs against the sea of hair across his broad muscled chest. Finally he looked up. His eyes captured Alejandro's for a moment then he let them slowly fall across Alejandro's body. Mike continued to pull on his cock, now nearly erect, all the while twisting his nipples alternately.
"Hope you don't mind me jacking the monster. Do it every night I work." Letting his eyes meet Alejandro's again he smiled. "I don't bite, relax. You know, it's Ok to look" he paused "and touch for that matter." Mike took a step toward Alejandro. He continued to pull on his thick muscle.
For some reason, Alejandro almost stepped back. This guy's sexual presence, muscular build and aura of confidence was a combination Alejandro had never encountered. It felt as if Mike could pull him in and manipulate him; use him, not that he'd mind at the moment.
Mike was close enough for Alejandro to see the stubble of his beard. Unconsciously he examined the face; dropping his eyes to Mike's neck and pecs. He was lost for a few seconds studying the pattern of the lathered hair now plastered against Mike's chest. The large nipples were targets for his eyes. Without thinking he reached up with one hand and let his thumb massage the protruding flesh. His fingers slid up the contour of the muscle.
"That feels nice." Mike's deep voice broke Alejandro's semi trance. "You want to help me with this?" Mike palmed his erect muscle so that the piss slit was pointing toward Alejandro.
Alejandro met Mike's invitation with a smile. "Sure." Then as if he'd been doing it for years, Alejandro began to manipulate the engorged muscle with his hands. It was as though a stimulus response connection was completed in his head. Alejandro played with Mike's dick as if it were the most natural thing in his experience. Palming the bulbous purple head with one hand as the other pulled on the shaft, Alejandro kept his eyes on Mike. Finally Mike broke the stare and let the feelings wash over him. Head back, eyes closed he rested his hands on his glutes, thrusting his groin slightly forward.
All the while, Frederick was watching lost in his own lust fog. Pulling on his shaft and fingering his sphincter with a soapy digit, he kept himself on the edge waiting for Mike's eruption. He didn't have long to wait.
Mike's abs began a fascinating pattern. Alejandro watched as the muscle began to roll up his torso from just above his pubes. With each roll he grunted slightly. In between, his diaphragm expanded several times as if to recover. Then there would be another roll. This happened several times with the breaks between shortening. Finally with no warning Mike's body froze, each muscle group in hard relief. Time moved in slow motion for Alejandro. Mike's shaft began to shoot ropes of hot cum with enough force that they splattered against Alejandro's abs and pecs.
Alejandro never broke his pace. It had been measured and steady as he watched the effect of his manipulation of Mike's body and sex. Just behind him he heard the now familiar grunts of Frederick in his orgasm. Alejandro continued to pull steadily on the snake like muscle before him. Finally Mike's hands grasped Alejandro's wrists and held them still. Alejandro watched Mike's head roll forward and the eyes slowly open. "Ughhh, that was good." Mike sighed as he continued to catch his breath.
Alejandro, still looking at Mike, hadn't seen Frederick kneel in front of him. He looked down only when he felt someone grasp the base of his hard shaft and devour it to his pubes. Frederick worked Alejandro's shaft with his tongue and throat and seconds later Alejandro shot into Frederick's welcoming mouth.
Mike reached down and tousled Frederick's wet hair as he laughing said, "I know what you're gonna be wanting tonight."
"Damn right and you'd better be able to get that monster up again for me." Mike responded as he licked the last drops of Alejandro's cum.
Having felt foolish enough during the last 24 hours, though curious, Alejandro kept quiet. The three of them rinsed and turned off the water. Grabbing towels they moved to their lockers and dressed amid chit chat about the day and the club. Mike asked about Alejandro's major, classes and other benign topics as they dressed. They helped Mike pick up the locker room. Securing the space, they walked to their cars.
"Probably won't see you till Monday's practice, Alex. Have a good weekend." Frederick said. Answering the questioning look he replied, "I'm heading home for the weekend and will leave tomorrow, after my last class."
"Have a great time." Alejandro said in parting. He walked to his car and leaned against the front fender enjoying the cool night air against his skin as he considered the evening's events. He shook his head in both humor and at all the changes of the last 24 hours. He started the vehicle and headed for the dorm. `I wonder what Frederick is expecting when he gets back to the apartment?' He smiled and felt his own dick swell a bit as he considered the possibilities.
Late Friday afternoon, Alejandro was parking his car in the family garage. He greeted the cook as he entered the kitchen hoping for a bite to eat. Taking his snack with him, he went up the back stairs to his room.
This was his refuge. It had been since he `graduated' from the nursery. Kicking off his shoes, he set his beer and sandwich on the table and flopped in the overstuffed deep wingback chair his grandmother kept threatening to dispose of. It was his thinking and reading place. He had to admit it was a bit ratty with frayed arms and some stains on the upholstery but it fit him.
Dinner would be at home with no guests. Alejandro deeply sighed with relief. The silence of the room was a balm for him as he chewed the last bite of sandwich and sipped his beer. Turning sideways, he threw his legs over the chair arm and closing his eyes, rested his head against the wing. Again he sighed. The events of the past three days seemed other-worldly as he sat in his room.
He must have dozed because he woke with a start when someone knocked on his door.
"Yes, Grandmamma, come in." he said.
Isabella entered the room and looked at her only grandchild with love and no small amount of perception. He was always relaxed with her and especially when in his room. He gestured for her to take a seat and swung his legs round and sat, smiling at her. The love they had for each other was almost palpable. They were friends as much as they were family.
"Wie war ihr tag? (How was your day)" she asked in German as was her practice to keep his mind nimble when it came to his language study.
"Sehr gut danke. (Very good thank you)" he responded with a big smile. He had enjoyed this game since early childhood. They continued in German for a bit as they caught up on the events of each other's week.
Changing to English Isabella continued "You seem very relaxed. I'm glad to see it. What's more, tonight it will just be the four of us for dinner. How nice it will be just to relax, enjoy a meal and talk." Isabella thought she saw a glimmer of change in Alejandro's eyes when she commented on his relaxed state and wondered. `Probably nothing' she thought. Rising to kiss him on the cheek, she excused herself to check on dinner preparations and to freshen up before cocktails. Rising, he walked her to the door.
The familiar place and pace of Friday cocktails before dinner at home was one of the adult pleasures he'd been allowed to enjoy after he turned 18. Throughout dinner, conversation among the four moved easily between various subjects about social events and business. Isabella continued to watch Alejandro. There was something different. Not only was he more relaxed, he was more animated, more alive. She began to ponder the reason for the difference.
The next morning Alejandro joined his dad and grandfather for 18 holes of golf. It turned warm as they finished their last few holes and they agreed that after a shower, a beer, and an early lunch at the club would be refreshing. In the locker room, Alejandro again appreciated the genetic contributions of these men. His grandfather had a sprinkling of grey hair near his temples and at the center of his chest. His father was unchanged; tall, square shouldered, well muscled, with a furry pelt that covered his pecs and ran with a thick treasure trail to his generous genital endowment.
After lunch, Alejandro and his grandfather returned home after dropping his father off at his office. Before going to his room Alejandro confirmed with Isabella that they would take their usual Saturday afternoon ride. He spent the next hour or so reading to prepare for the week ahead.
Mid-afternoon he went to find Isabella and they drove to their stables just outside of Chicago. The groomsmen had brushed and saddled the horses so all was ready. They cantered off into the park like setting, enjoying the warm weather of fall that they knew would not last long. After warming up the horses, they rode to the jump ring and went through their familiar run of jumps and turns.
Afterward, they rode at a slow walk back to the stables chatting about things when Isabella reined her horse in and turned to at Alejandro. "I certainly don't know what it is that has caused this relaxed and happy demeanor I see in you but I want to let you know I am glad for it." She just met his gaze for a few seconds seeing her comments had hit home. Then turning, she spurred her horse to a canter and headed back to the stables.
Alejandro followed close behind feeling a bit stunned that somehow the events of the week were evident. He blushed. Then considering the source of the comments, he relaxed a bit. Isabella loved him despite anything he could think, do, or say. Of that he was sure. Remembering Frederick's counsel, he determined to keep his thoughts to himself for the time. He was sure, however, that when he was ready, Isabella would be the first to know.
Isabella, with her son and husband were going to a cocktail and dinner party concert fund raiser for the Chicago Symphony. Though Alejandro was invited he gracefully declined, saying that he was planning to go to Saturday Mass at the Cathedral and head back to the University, pleading a big work load.
He arrived at the dorm early evening and was met with a large group of his roommate's friends gathered in his room. He was friendly and greeted each of them as he gathered his books to head to the library to study in quiet. There was a note pinned to the board above his desk. As he retrieved it, his roomie told him that "This Mike person called and said he would be at the number there most of the weekend." Shouting his thanks over the conversation and blaring music, Alejandro headed to the pay phone on the hall.
Mike answered on the second ring. "Hey Alex, glad you called. Didn't know if you were busy this weekend or anything. I'm keeping close to home cause I got a lot of work to do and a weekend of partying is NOT what I need. I'm ready to take a break. You wanna go grab a bite to eat?"
"Sounds good to me, I'm ready for something. Been a long time since lunch."
Mike continued, "If you wanna go out for dinner that's cool but I've got a mean pot of chilly and some cold beer if you're willing to try my cooking." Laughing he said, "I think you'll be safe. I had it for dinner last night and I'm still alive."
Getting directions to the apartment, Alejandro said he'd be there in a few minutes. He was glad he'd asked. Frederick had driven before and he was unsure of the way. It was a quick trip and soon Alejandro was knocking on the door.
"Sorry for the casual attire." Mike said as he opened the door dressed only in gym shorts. "I don't want to turn on the AC and it's gotten hot today." Alejandro's eyes glanced quickly across the furry chest and large nips seen and felt his dick twitch. When he looked up he saw Mike smiling. `Caught again', he thought, as he returned the smile and walked in.
The chilly smelled delicious. Mike had some garlic toast ready for the oven and salad in bowls. It promised to be a nice break from cocktail food and another hotel dinner. They ate and talked, and had a thoroughly enjoyable time together. After they cleaned up the dishes Alejandro said, "I was heading to the library to study when I called you. Got a load of work like you."
"Why don't you just stay here? It will be quieter than the library and you can grab a beer later. I'm sure that's not gonna happen at the library. You can spread out on the kitchen table. I'm using my desk and won't bother you at all." Mike said with a smile.
Alejandro thought he might just like to be bothered a little but simply said, "Thanks, I'll take you up on that, especially the beer later."
After nearly three hours Mike walked into the kitchen to get some ice water. When he finished he looked down at Alejandro taking notes. "How's it going, bud?"
Without looking up Alejandro answered, "Nearly finished with what I'm going to do tonight."
Without saying anything Mike walked over to Alejandro and began to massage his shoulders lightly. "This gonna bother you?"
"Aahh. Nope, don't think so. I'll tell ya though, I'm glad I'm done cause the way that feels I'd stop anyway."
"Good, I want you to enjoy it." Mike said in a low husky voice. He dug his thumbs into the corded muscle on either side of Alejandro's spine at the top of his back. Alejandro dropped his pen, flexed his shoulders, closed his notebook and lowered his head slightly enjoying the pressure.
Mike continued, moving his strong fingers up Alejandro's neck and massaging the muscles on either side of his neck up into his scalp. Alejandro quietly groaned his appreciation. "Lean forward a little." Mike instructed as he worked his thumbs and forefingers down Alejandro's spine. "You're tight. Can you feel it? It's a bad study posture."
"Thank you, doctor." Alejandro laughed "you seem to have the cure though."
"Yeah, it takes the firm touch to help loosen up tight muscles. Of course some muscles are better tight." He laughed quietly. Alejandro could feel his dick swelling. "When I was in high school I was in a car accident and had to have lots of physical therapy. Along with working me half to death, the therapists did give great massages. If you want we can take this to a more comfortable place and I'll show you just how good I am." Mike laughed a bit more at his bravado.
Alejandro felt his dick swelling. He wondered where this would lead, though he had a good general idea. As he slid his chair back and stood he glanced at Mike's shorts and could see his thick cock pushing against the leg of the workout gear.
"Hey you promised me a massage. Looks like you may have something else on your mind." He said smiling and meeting Mike's eyes.
"Well, how bad would that be?" Mike chuckled. "Don't worry; I wasn't just kidding about the massage. You'll see. What comes after, well, we'll both have to see about that."
With that Alejandro walked into Mike's bedroom glancing over his shoulder seeking affirmation that this was what Mike intended. Mike smiled and followed, watching Alejandro strip off his shirt and pull off his shorts and briefs. Alejandro, now naked, turned and looked at Mike.
"Wait a sec." Mike said as he got a clean sheet out of his drawer. Spreading half the sheet on the bed he told Alejandro to lie down. He covered him and said, "Just relax. I'm going to warm some oil. You do want a real massage don't you?" Without waiting for an answer Mike went to the bathroom and began to run water to heat the oil.
Alejandro reached beneath him and straightened his nearly erect cock. He smiled in anticipation.
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