Date: Mon, 1 Apr 2013 23:45:46 -0700
From: Charles Wolfe <c.sportswolfe@gmail.com>
Subject: The Ultimate Challenge- Chapter 8

	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.