Following our initial explosive encounter (as well as my first sexual experience), Aaron and I fell asleep huddled in each other's arms. After about 30 minutes, I woke up and carefully exited the bed so I would not wake up Aaron. I looked at his beautiful, muscular body sleeping quietly and, once again, I felt a twinge of lust. His strong chest was furry but not overly hairy and I so loved how that hair trailed down to his long dick. But now was not the time for sexual adventures. We had come to his cabin to prepare for our History mid-term and I was determined to get busy with our studying.
After a quick visit to the bathroom to pee and wash up, I returned to the bedroom where I threw on a t-shirt and my jeans. Then I gently climbed onto the bed and kissed Aaron on the cheek. Slowly he opened his eyes and smiled at me. "That was very hot," he said.
"Yes, it was," I responded as I could feel the cheeks of my face blushing.
Aaron reached up from the bed, grabbed my arm and pulled me down onto the bed. He kissed me gently on each cheek and then asked: "Was that really your first orgasm with another person?"
Looking down at the bed, but away from his face, I nodded in the affirmative.
Stroking my uncombed hair Aaron told me that he felt honored in being able to be my sexual tutor. Smiling, he mused if I might be ready for my next lesson. However, I stood back up, rubbed my hair back into place and informed Aaron that our first order of business was studying for the exam and we were going to get started in five minutes.
"Your self discipline amazes me," he said while frowning at me. "However," he continued "I guess that is why you have such a good grade point."
"Perhaps," I responded. "But you are an athlete and you understand self discipline. So, get up. get dressed, grab your book and notebook and meet me out back. It's still a nice afternoon outside and we can study out there."
Aaron sighed and then stretched out his arms as he yawned. "OK, teach," he joked. He then hopped up and off of the bed and smiled seductively at me as he flopped his penis up and down with the palm of his hand.
Soon we were both outside and delving into the rise of fascism across Europe in the 1920's and 1930's. We studied the notes from our class lectures and quizzed each other on important dates and events.
The sun was setting and the air had turned much cooler. We decided that we would continue our studies over morning coffee but now it was time to prepare dinner. Aaron rolled out the grill and filled it with the charcoal briquettes. As he worked on starting the fire, I went into the small kitchen and got the hamburgers ready.
Although it was a bit chilly, we decided to don our sweatshirts and enjoy our dinner outside where we could watch the stars make their appearance. As we were about to sit down to our meal of hamburgers, potatoes and corn on the cob, I went to our cooler to get a cola. Aaron laughed when he saw that and told me to put it back. He then walked over to where I was and extracted two bottles of beer.
"This goes a whole lot better with a burger than that boring cola," he said as he handed me one of the beers.
I was not much of a drinker but I decided that it might be fun to change things up and have a beer with my meal. Aaron was clearly an aficionado of the beverage because he managed to consume three beers during our meal while I nursed the one he had given me.
Following dinner, we built a small fire in the firepit. As it began to glow and blaze Aaron sat down next to me. He had a bottle of bourbon and two small glasses. He poured a bit into each glass and handed me one. I told him that I had no experience with bourbon and thought it best to stick with a cola.
"Com'on," he laughed. "We worked pretty hard today and I don't mean just on our school work." He winked at me as he handed me the glass. "Besides," he continued "it will warm you up inside."
I took a sip of the bourbon and winced as it went down my throat. Aaron laughed out loud and yelled: "That a boy!" After the first sip I realized that he was right. It did warm me up. Soon my glass was empty and Aaron poured a little more into my glass.
As we sat enjoying the fire, Aaron put his hand on my leg and said: "That was one hot session we had this afternoon. Did you enjoy it as much as I did?"
I could feel my cheeks blush but I just assumed that was the bourbon working. Avoiding his eyes, I nodded my head in agreement.
"You're so shy about sex," Aaron chuckled. "I like that. It's kind of sexy. You're shy but I think you know what you want." he continued.
Looking up at him I didn't say anything but the twinkle in his eyes along with the sly smile on his face made my stomach churn a bit. Was I nervous or was I just hopefully anticipating a new lesson from my sexual tutor?
"You know," said Aaron in a low voice "you have a great ass. It's round, plumb and it fills out your jeans very nicely. I'm sure that Sarah Trenton would agree with me."
"Sarah Trenton?" I squeaked. "Why would you even mention her?" I asked.
"Com'on!" he cackled. "Why do you think that she always sits right behind you in history class? She waits for you to come in and sit down. Then she can watch your beautiful butt as your luscious cheeks plant themselves at your desk."
Now my face was beet red. "You're making that up!" I accused him.
"Oh no I'm not!" he shot back. "I've watched her face and her eyes as you sit down. I'm surprised that she hasn't reached out and grabbed those firm buns of yours. Who could blame her?" As he finished speaking he reached over and gave my thigh a pinch.
Laughing heartily, Aaron took a big gulp of his bourbon. The fire had dwindled down to a few small, smoking embers and he threw some water and dirt on it to complete it's extinction. Looking at me with his endearing smile he said: "Let's go inside Mike. It's getting cold out here."
I stood up and stumbled a bit. Aaron caught me and laughed. "Not much of a drinker are you," he chuckled. He put his arm around my waist and, with his other hand grabbing the bottle of bourbon, we made our way into the cabin.
Once we entered, Mark put the bottle down on the counter and drew me in against his hard body. Smiling, he gently kissed my neck. I moaned with delight and threw my arms around his waist drawing him in even closer. He kissed me tenderly and I felt his hands drift down my back until they came to rest on my ass. He patted each cheek and just smiled at me.
The bourbon was having an effect on my decision making. As he squeezed my butt he kissed me passionately. I could feel his hard dick pressed against mine. This was all so new for me and I was both excited as well as a little scared. Aaron clearly sensed my apprehension and just whispered in my ear: "Relax. I think you are ready for your next lesson."
He removed his hands from my backside and in one rapid motion he pulled my sweatshirt up and over my head. Pushing me gently against the wall he undid the belt to my jeans and slowly lowered the zipper. His fingers glided over my erect cock that was pushing against my briefs. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to enjoy the feel of his fingers. He pulled me close again and brought his mouth down onto one of my nipples. I gasped and my feet slipped on the floor but Aaron held me tightly.
His mouth continued to work on each nipple while his tongue performed a sensual dance teasing and exciting me. I was sure that my dick was going to rip through my jockey shorts.
Before I knew what had happened I was now without clothes except for the white briefs that covered what remained of my modesty. Aaron held me close to his body and I could feel his fingers reaching under the waistband of my briefs and sensuously tracing the crack of my ass. He nibbled on my earlobe and I moaned in delight. "Time to move this party to the bedroom" he whispered.
He released me and I started to walk toward the bedroom but I began to once again stumble as I put one foot in front of the other. Laughing, Aaron caught me and guided me to the wall next to the bed. Once there, he turned me around so I was facing the wall. He pressed his still clothed body against mine and I could feel his hardness pressing against my butt.
With his fingers inside the waistband of my shorts he slowly lowered them until they rested at my knees. Crouching down, Aaron placed one hand on each of my bare ass cheeks and began to massage them. I closed my eyes and allowed myself to get lost in the delightful sensations of his touch. Then, I felt a something different. It was Aaron's warm breath on my backside as he kissed and caressed my ass.