Following the Video II, The Next Day

This is a follow-up on the previous story that I wrote. If you remember, my little brother's friend Derek and I had his parent's house alone to ourselves and we'd started out watching one of his sister's porn movies, but found ourselves taking things into our own hands. The next morning I slept in late (we were up late the night before) and woke to find that I was alone in our makeshift bed (hey, I only thought this happened to women?! J/K). Groggily I recalled that Derek had Tae Kwon Do class Saturday mornings. So I got up, pulled on some boxers (just in case someone happened to come home), then went downstairs to get a bowl of cereal, to watch some cartoons, and to wait for Derek to get home. I had just finished my cereal when I heard the door open and close. Derek drug himself into the house, his Gi hanging opening at his chest. He looked beat. Derek admitted to me, as he trudged up the stairs on wobbly legs, that his instructor had run them through an hour of stretching out instead of the usual half hour that he put them through. He said that he felt like every muscle in his body was screaming at him, especially his legs. I followed him back up to his room where he dropped his backpack in a corner and then flopped down onto the carpet moaning. I asked him if he thought a massage would help? I'd played basketball and there were days when the coach had run us until we felt like we'd die. But after a good massage from one of my girlfriends and a hot bath, I would always be back up to par. He admitted that he'd try anything. I helped pull off the shirt of his Gi before he rolled over on his stomach. I started massaging the knotted muscles in his shoulders. I then concentrated on his forming triceps. From there I work down his shoulder-blades to his lower back. At that point he was more than willing to have me work on his legs, so the pants of his Gi came off as well. Once he Gi was off, I could smell his sweaty manliness. I avoided his boxers as I massaged the back of his thighs, down to his calves and finally working his feet, which were slightly ticklish. His muscles were so sore and he admitted that this felt so good, that he was pure putty in my hands. I would never had dared before, but after our love making the night before, I reached up and gently kneaded the round mounds of his buttocks, working to release the knots in his gluteus maximus. As I worked my magic on his ass, he slowly began to moan. That was where he was really sore from all of the drills he had been run through. I paid extra attention to his ass and thighs since that was where most of his soreness lay. As I felt his muscles relax, I rolled him over onto his back. His eyes slitted in pleasure as I used the butt of my hand to massage his pecs. I gave them special attention near to the shoulders where the muscles connect and where they were sore. I then used both hands to massage his biceps and his whole arm. He's young, but also short and stocky (later on he continued to work out and became quite buffed.). I worked his muscles until his arms were limp in my own. I then went back to his torso and massaged his abs and his sides until he grew so ticklish that all of my work to relax him was wasted. I then moved below his waist and started working in the top of his thighs. The place where he was the most sore was in his inner thighs and his groin. I kneaded his muscles, trying to avoid any ticklish spots. His inner thighs, though, were killing him, so I gave them extra attention. As I worked the knots out, I noticed that a tent was gradually forming in his boxers, this was obviously turning him on. I really began to enjoy my work as I watching him grimace in pain, and yet loving that I was rubbing the soreness away. Watching him getting turned on by my ministrations turned me on as well, but with his eyes closed, Derek couldn't see my matching tent pole trying to poke it's head out of the front opening. I couldn't resist any more. While I was working both of his thighs simultaneously, I leaned forward and blew hot air on the peak of the tent pole. His eyes opened immediately as his manhood jumped beneath his boxers, and I felt him tense. So I did it again, this time keeping my lips wrapped around the deep brown mushroom head beneath the thin fabric. His dick twitched again and again in pleasure. "I wondered if I'd scared you the night before or not," Derek's voice cracked. "I worried about it all through class and I was afraid to come home. I know that you're hetero, but I really enjoyed it." "I really did too," I had to admit as I sat back and worked on his legs again. He was sweaty and had a musky scent to him after his work out. I wanted to continue from the night before, but I didn't want to push him either. Derek sat up until we were face to face, just noticing the tent in my boxers as well. "Do you want to take a bath in my parents Jacuzzi tub? I really stink, and I need to clean off." It sounded interesting so I agreed. We went into his parents' bathroom, which was huge because they're loaded with money, and the Jacuzzi tub sat in the middle of the room. It was larger than any tub I'd been in. As he bent over to turn the water on in the tub, his ass rubbed against my manhood, that was throbbing to burst out of the thin material of my boxers. I was so turned on that I couldn't think straight and I just didn't care. I leaned across his back and began nibbling on his ear as I ground my hips into his ass. He turned around and we found ourselves locked in a passionate kiss. Our tongues twined in a dance all their own as our hands stripped each other of our boxers and worked to explore every inch of each others' bodies. As our bodies pressed together, his cock was slowly rubbing up and down against my nuts as my own rubbed against the warm skin of his hairy belly. I pulled away from his lips and rained kissed down his neck until I could suck on one of his nipples. My left hand tweaked his other nipple until it was as hard as the member between us. He threw back his head and sucked in a breath. My tongue flicked circles around his nipple until it got rock hard like it's brother. As I pulled back, I caught his rock hard nipple between my teeth and pulled on it lightly. His hands had found their way to my dangling balls and he was gently rubbing each nut between his fingers. The tub almost ran over as our passion was attempting to run away with us, but we caught it at the last moment. He had to pull away from me long enough to flip on the bubbles and then he joined me as I slid into the hot water. I sat down so that an air jet was blowing right up my ass and reclined backward as Derek lay atop me, pressing our bodies together as our tongues mated in a wild dance. I grabbed his butt and pulled him closer as our hips bucked and our dicks danced in an intricate sword fight. We were a tangle of limbs as we continued to kiss. I slid a couple of fingers up his asshole and began to finger fuck him. As our passion grew, our kisses began crushing each other as we tried to dominate the other's mouth. Derek finally pulled away and sat up. My hand pulled out of his ass, and I used both hands to worship his dick as he rubbed his balls against mine. In one fluid motion, he slid his hips up and then slowly impaled himself on my throbbing manhood. Even after our love making the night before, his ass was so tight and I couldn't keep from sucking in a breath as he ever slowly slid down my pole. I sat up and gently kissed his Adam's apple while he let his hole get used to my girth. He wrapped his legs around my hips and told me to help lift him with my arms. The water made him extremely lightweight. I grabbed him underneath his butt and slowly lifted him up until it felt like my dick head would slip out and then I let him slide back down again. Each time I raised him up, his own manhood rubbed against my hairy belly tickling him and exciting him at the same time. As I raised him out, my fingertips would lightly brush against my pole as it slid in and out of him, and that seemed to turn me on even further. As our passion grew, so did the speed that I picked him up and rammed him back down upon my pelvis. We were creating waves and water was splashing out of the tub, but we didn't care as our grunts and groans created a chorus of their own. When I was about to reach orgasm, I left myself impaled in him, and asked him not to move. We then took that time to kiss, our lips sore and swollen, but our tongues trying to taste every bit of the other's mouth. Then the rocking would start again. The air jet blowing up my ass seemed to be intensifying everything. Before I knew it, I could feel my nuts drawing up inside. I was going to cum and I told Derek so. He pulled off me so fast and told me not to waste a single drop of my precious seed. As my hips floated to the surface, Derek was bending over and he caught the first wave of cum in the face. By the second spurt, his mouth was tightly clamped around my dick and he was swallowing for all it was worth. When the waves of the orgasm began to wane, he kept sucking me dry until I began to go limp in his mouth. When that was all done we embraced and then I licked all of my cum off of his face, giving him a tongue bath. Even though I was now limp, his raging hardon was still throbbing between us. After all of the testosterone that had been pumping through him that morning in his martial arts class, he was ready to drain his sack as well. I rolled him over until he floated on his back and I lifted his hips out of the water. I started with his balls. I sucked his hairy sack into my mouth and inhaled the musky scent of his crotch as his pubi's tickled my tongue and my lips. I slowly suckled each nut, rolling them gently between my tongue and the roof of my mouth. His hips began to buck beneath me to I slid his dick into my mouth. I deep throated him the first time to get used to his length, while my tongue tried to smooth out the ridges on the underside of his pole. I began to bob up and down on his dick, taking the time to swirl my tongue around the mushroom head and to probe his piss-slit with my tongue. Kneeling there, I moved and an air jet began caressing my flacid penis, bobbing it up and down in the water until I was rock hard again. As I worked away on his dick, he reached out his hands and put them on the back of my head as he bucked his hips, to try and shove himself further down my throat. It didn't work well and we both sank under water, me getting water up my nose and in my lungs, and him as well (We haven't learned how to breath under water yet). We both came up spluttering for air and laughing. To get back to mood, I kissed my way up from his naval to his lips. I then rocked my hips backward, guiding him into my ass. For some reason he seemed bigger than the night before, but I didn't care. I gave my hole some time to get used to him, before I rocked forward, the water lubricating us. As he slid back in, because I was laying at an angle, his dick head was rubbing against my insides more than before and he just kept hitting the right spot. As I rocked forward and back, the feeling intensified and I was seeing bursts of light and I began to tremble as another orgasm felt like it was coming. I had to stop to catch my breath and as I told him about what he was doing to me, he got an evil grin and started rocking forward farther and farther each time. It felt so fucking good as his pole kept hitting that perfect spot sending me over the edge again as I pleasured him. We were both shuddering in pleasure as the slow tempo I was keeping drew out the moment, increasing our expectations. It felt like every nerve in my body was on fire and somewhere in the distance I could hear Derek telling me that he was cumming, but I couldn't stop. My body was driving me on as I threw my hips back further and further each time, trying to plunge him deeper and to reach my own fulfillment. Suddenly his hips arched, lifting me out of the water as he exploded in my ass, filling me with his seed. I began to cum all over his chest at the same time, without ever having even touched myself. Slowly we sank back down underneath the warm, bubbling water as our bodies relaxed and the waves of passion began to subside. Derek was already tired from his class, and we had just spent the rest of his energy. With one last kiss, I slid off of him and we lay back in the tub, letting the warm water massage us. Once we had rested some, we helped to soap each other off and to rinse as well. We couldn't help playing with each other some, but didn't actually screw around anymore until later that evening. That's when things got really intense and took a turn neither of us had expected. But, I'll have to save that story for the next time my membership runs out.