Part 8
The next saturday, I wake up at 11 a.m.
I decide to take a bath instead of a quick shower. There's nothing I have to do, anyway. When I get out of bed, I hear that there's still somebody downstairs.
My parents and my little sister are about to go visit some friends, but I don't really feel like joining them. Actually, I feel more like just relaxing here at home, by myself.
I turn on the watertap, put some shampoo in the bathtub and observe how the foam is formed. Now, I just wait, sitting on the side of the tub.
I've only got my boxershort on, as I don't like sleeping in pyjamas. The hot water causes the bathroom to become a little moisty, but I can still look at myself in the mirror. I enjoy watching my mirror image, flexing my muscles and all.
When there's enough water in the tub, I turn off the tap and take my boxershort off. Just before I step into the bath, I look again at myself in the mirror. That's just something I always do before I take a shower or a bath. I always take a good look of my cock in the mirror. And I imagine what would be going through other peoples mind when they see me walking around naked.
I grab my huge soft cock and swing it around a little, like a helicopter rotor. Damn, I'm lucky that I've got such a huge cock. Great to show off, and great to satisfy others.
I sit down in the bathtub and close my eyes. But only seconds after I close them, the doorbell rings. Luckily, my parents and little sister are still home to answer the door, even though they're about to go.
I hear my mother talking to somebody, but I can't hear who it is. Probably it's some salesman that wants to sell his goods.
Then, my mother yells to me: "Paul?! Paul?! There's somebody here for you, okay? We're off now, because we're running late. Show your friend around and offer him some drink okay?! Byeee!"
"Uhm, okay mum!", I yell back. But I'm just in the tub! I don't really feel like going out, so I listen closely to the conversation downstairs.
"Okay Michael. I think he's still in bed. He'll be down in a minute, just make yourself at home. We really have to go now, I'm sorry. Bye!", my mother says.
I hear how Michael says bye to my mother, and after the frontdoor closes, it's completely silent.
Then, I hear somebody coming upstairs.
Seconds later, the bathroom door opens and Michael walks in. "There you are. Your mum told me you were still in bed. How are ya?"
Michael just walks in further and gives me a hand. He's wearing a tracksuit and he looks rather sweaty.
"I'm doing great here, I was just taking a bath. How are you?"
"Oh I'm totally exhausted. I've been jogging and all, and I'm so sweaty right now. I've been running to places I've never been before, and all of a sudden I was in your street. So I thought I'll just drop bye and see how you're doing. You've got a pretty nice house here, nice bathroom."
Michael sits down on the side of the bath and starts telling about what he did last week. We're having a completely normal conversation.
After a while, he puts his hand in the water. "Good temperature man."
I say nothing but just give him a quick nod. "Hmm, hmm"
"Look, do you mind if I join you? I can really use a bath right now.", Michael asks.
I don't know how to react, so for a while, I say nothing at all.
"I'm sorry, I didn't want to upset you or something. I'll just...", he says.
"No, no. It's cool. Jump in!", I say.
"Really? Are you sure? Because I can go home and..."
"No, no! Be my guest, take your clothes off and join me!"
Michael gets up and starts stripping down. He easily takes his tracksuit jacket off, as it has a zipper. But he has kind of trouble removing his sweaty t-shirt. I see it's kind of a tight shirt, and his muscles are clearly visible through it.
"Yow Paul, could you give me a hand please? Just pull this...", he asks and I help him taking his shirt off. "Yeah, thanks."
I've never seen Michael's torso before, but I'd already imagined that he's the most muscular one. And he is. Michael has a very muscular, and tanned body. His smooth pecs are really big, and his six pack is great.
Michael takes his shoes and socks off, loosens the strings of his tracksuit trousers and takes it off.
I remember how Nick and Chris commented on my cock size, last weekend. Chris said that my cock was probably 'about as big as Michael's'.
Right now, even while Michael is still wearing his sweaty boxershort, I can clearly see why they said that; Michael has got a massive bulge.
Before he takes his boxershort off, he looks at me and says: "Don't you think it's kind of awkward and exciting at the same time, to be naked with a friend for the first time?"
"Yeah, I know what you mean. But I'm kind of used to it now, haha. Dustin, Nick and Chris don't do anything to hide their manhood."
"Haha, I know what you mean. Well, okay.", Michael says and he pulls down his boxershort.
A huge, long and thick cock pops out. It's soft, and it looks even bigger than mine. But I think the length is about my length, 6 inch. The girth however, is impressive. Michael doesn't only have a long cock, it's also a thick one.
He steps into the bathtub and lowers himself in. We're now facing each other.
"Oooh, that feels good.", he says.
Michaels legs are between my legs. This means that his toes could touch my manhood any second, but Michael manages to keep his feet away from my cock and balls.
It isn't quite for a moment, we keep on talking and talking about all sorts of things. Michael tells me about his girls and I tell him about my sexual escapades.
"Well, Paul. What do you think of my cock?", he asks. Just like it's the most normal question in the world.
"Uhm, well.", I don't know what to reply to that.
"I just thought, I might ask it. As a young guy, I'm kind of interested in other peoples opinions, you see. So, what do think of it?"
"I think it's big. Huge actually.", I say.
"Yeah? You like it?"
"Well, like it. I wouldn't say that immediatly, but..."
"But? Does it turn you on?"
"I don't really feel turned on, to tell you the truth."
"Do you feel the same when you see my cock as when you see my hand?"
"I'm not gay, you know. But you definitely got an impressive cock. Long and thick."
"I know you're not gay. But that doesn't mean that a nice cock can't turn you on. I'm straight and when I see a hot body with a beautiful cock dangling underneath it, it turns me on."
"Ah, okay. I see."
"So, does my cock turn you on?"
"Yeah, maybe. Maybe it does turn me on a little."
"Okay, cool. I'm cool with that. I like it, actually.", Michael says.
It's quite for a moment, and Michael moves his feet a little. Not closer to, or further from my manhood, he just moves them around a little.
Then, he looks at my crotch and says: "So, Paul. I've heard some things about you. Nick, Chris and Dustin told me you've got an impressive cock as well. Is that true?"
"Haha, they told you?"
"Yeah, they told me you've got a huge one. Maybe even bigger than mine."
"Hahaha. I don't know man."
"Is it true? Do you have a huge one? I may be sitting in a bath with you, but I haven't seen anything yet, you know."
"Yeah it's true. I've got quite a big cock."
"How big is it? When it's hard."
"Uhm, about 9 inches."
"Nine inches? That's fucking great man. You should be proud of that."
"How big is yours?"
"A little bigger man, 9.5 inch is the biggest I've ever measured. But I think that it's mostly about your size."
"Okay, great."
"Show it to me."
"What?"
"Just show me your cock. No big deal, just get out of the water a little and show me your cock. You've seen mine."
I say nothing back to Michael, put my hands on the side of the tub and push myself out of the water until my cock is clearly visible.
"Wow man. My good Lord. It's huge."
I lower myself back in the water. There's a silence right now. Michael looks me right in the face, but I avoid it. I look around a little, but Michael keeps staring at me.
"I like it man.", he breaks the silence. "I like it to have a big cocked buddy. I think we're gonna have a lot of big-cock-adventures. If you know what I mean."
I look at him, not understanding what he exactly means.
"Think about all the girls we can pleasure with our cocks. Think about how they'll be screaming for more after we've let them taste our huge dicks. We'll be legendary man! Don't you like the idea of that?", he says while he gives me a wink.
"Yeah, yeah man. I really do. Hahaha.", I say.
"Okay. I think I had enough of this bath. I'm going out.", Michael says.
He's now standing in the bathtub and turns around to grab a towel from the rack. His cock isn't flaccid anymore, it's pointing out a little.
I pull the plug, so the water can go away.
I get up as well and we start drying off, saying nothing. I can't keep my eyes off Michael's big, almost hard, cock. And I feel that I'm getting an erection as well.
After Michael dried the upper part of his body, he sits down on the side of the bath, his feet on the floor. He continues to towel off.
I sit down next to him, and after a while he turns to me: "I see we're both kind of turned on, Paul."
"Haha, yeah, I noticed."
"What should we do about that?", he asks.
"Uhm, I dunno..."
"Well I know something...", he says and he grabs his cock.
Still sitting on the side of the tub, he starts jerking himself, with his eyes closed.
For a little moment, I sit next to him, motionless. Then, I do the same as he's doing, and I start jerking myself.
My cock wasn't fully hard yet, but it doesn't take long before it's rock hard.
Michael keeps his eyes closed, while I'm watching him closely. We're sitting so close that his right buttock is touching my left. I feel his right arms against my body a couple of times while he's jerking.
Michael starts moaning a little. I don't know why, but I don't dare to moan.
Michael however, starts moaning louder and louder.
Now, I close my eyes, but I don't need anything to fantasize of; this is hot enough.
When I open my eyes I see that Michael is looking at my cock.
"Mmm, you've got a hot cock. Damn, you've got a hot cock."
"Thanks, thanks. Yours is hot too.", I reply.
"Come on. Let me touch it. Let me touch your hot cock."
I let my hand go and say: "Go ahead man."
Michael grabs my cock and starts jerking. Then, he takes my hand and puts it on his cock.
"Jerk me man. Jerk me."
We jerk each other in this position for a while, until Michael says: "Let's go to your bed."
I agree, get up and leave the bathroom.
In my room, Michael sits down on my bed.
He says: "If you jerk me first, I'll jerk you then, okay?"
I agree and Michael lies down on his back. His head in my pillow and his huge cock points upwards.
I sit down between his legs and starts jerking him. Immediatly, Michael starts moaning. His eyes are closed and he now folds his hands behind his head.
I continue jerking his huge cock, and it doesn't take long before Michael starts moaning louder and more intens.
"Oh boy. Oh boy. I'm almost coming, I"m coming. Go on, jerk it. Ohhh, jerk it."
I feel the many jets of semen shooting out of Michaels huge cock. I think he shoots about six jets, some on which landed on his chest.
He continues to lie down for a while, breathing heavily. Then, he wipes the sperm off his chest and sits down on the bed.
"It's your turn to enjoy.", he says and I lie down in the exact same position as he did.
Michael sits down between my legs, just like I did when I jerked him. He grabs my cock and starts jerking with both hands.
It always feels strange and different when somebody else jerks you, but Michael does it really well. He kind of squeezes my cock, which makes the feeling more intens.
Just like he did, I close my eyes, hands behind my head and start moaning.
After a while, Michael says to me: "Does it always take you so long to get an orgasm?"
"No, no. I don't know. Maybe it's the tension.", I reply.
"Well, I know something to do about that."
I've still got my eyes closed, and all of a sudden I feel the warm, wet tongue of Michael against the head of my cock. He licks my cock and balls, and takes my cock in his mouth. He continues sucking me, until I can't hold it anymore.
When I say that I'm coming, he pulls his head back and starts jerking me. The orgasm he gives me is the best orgasm I've ever had in my life.