Rico / Alejandro

Hi, guys.

It's Alejandro here.

Now, it looks pretty easy, I know.

Fun, even.

I bet you think so.

And that's even what I thought too before I actually got started.

But in reality, as I've quickly found out, this porn business is very hard work.

Take yesterday, for example.

It's the best way, I've found, to relax the muscles after a hard morning spent flexing my body into every position imaginable - as well as lots that weren't, too.

But ever since I'd got involved in this porno business I haven't had much time to see him.

So when he asked if he could come on in and have a chat, I said sure, why not?

We kissed each other - just for old time's sake, of course.

And then Rico offered to wash me down.

I was just so plumb tired after that morning's sex session that I was happy to let him do that.

I helped him take off his clothes. He didn't want to splash them, he said.

And then he climbed into the bath with me.

As I lay back relaxing in the warm water, Rico gently washed the sweat, spit, cum and the remains of the KY off me.

I felt clean once again.

It was wonderful.

And Rico was so thorough.

He even washed my dick with his tongue to get it really clean.

So I had to do the same for him, just to express how grateful I was.

And then he asked me to give his back a rubdown.

After all he'd done for me, I could hardly refuse, could I?

Unfortunately, though, in this sort of situation one thing often leads to another.

It certainly did yesterday.

And so, after all the trouble we'd taken, in the end we needed another yet another bath together to get rid of even more sweat, spit and, of course, lots of hot, sticky cum.

It would ooze away the spit from where the other boy had licked me all over from head to toe.

It would wash away the KY from all around - as well as deep inside - my sore asshole.

And it would clean off the cum coating my hair, my face, my body, my dick and, most of all, that battered and bruised ass.

So I was really enjoying my soak in that tub when who should I see coming up to the window outside but my old friend Rico?

That made me feel guilty.

We'd used to be best friends - in fact a few years back we used to go off together all the time to jerk off in the woods.

Now you'd probably think that nothing could be better than a couple of hot boys playing around with each other to produce a hundred or so pictures for this site.

But why not put yourself in my shoes - or, more accurately, out of them and out of just about all my other clothes too - for just a minute.

How do you think I felt?

Because, believe me, like always it was tough.

No joke.

After a heavy morning's work at it, it was certainly going to take just about the whole afternoon to recover.

And the best way to do that was right here, in a warm soapy bath.