Chapter 1: A Night in a Tree House

‘We’d better get dressed now before anyone comes home.’ I said, ‘Mum usually gets home in half an hour.’

‘Reluctantly we let go. We got dressed and went downstairs. I returned the tape to mum’s box then we had another drink in the kitchen. Sitting at the table we both felt a little embarrassed and avoided each other’s eyes at first.’

‘After a while, we accidentally made eye contact. We gave each other a sheepish grin then we both said at the same time, ‘That was nice.’ We were fine with each other after that, and both said how lovely it had felt. Then Carson left for home. As I let him out mum was coming up the path.’

‘The next day he told me he had had a lovely nighttime dream about what we had done. I told him that I’d been the same.’

‘But your dream wasn’t just about what you did, was it?’ Lewis asked smiling. ‘No.’ Reg admitted going slightly red. ‘Well let me tell you,’ Lewis said, ‘That my pal and I also measured each other. And we both dreamt of firing each other that night.’

Reg looked surprised but felt relieved that he knew. ‘So, when did the dream turn to reality?’ Lewis asked. Reg looked even more surprised at that. ‘How did you guess that?’ he asked. ‘Because we were exactly the same.’ Lewis told him. ‘Wow.’ Reg said. ‘Tell me the next stage.’ Lewis instructed.

‘The following week,’ Reg said, ‘We were at Carson’s and his house was empty. It was the first time since the measuring we had been together completely alone.’

‘Have you had any more nice dreams?’ I asked him. ‘Every night,’ he said, ‘How about you?’ ‘Yes, every night.’ I told him. ‘Did you just dream about what we did?’ he asked. I hesitated and he guessed. ‘You didn’t, did you?’ he asked smiling at me. ‘You dreamed more, just like I did.’

‘If I tell you about my dream, will you tell me yours?’ ‘Yes,’ I told him’ ‘But can we promise each other first that if we do, we won’t take any offence.’ ‘Agreed.’ he said smiling as if he had guessed.’

‘I dreamt we did what we did,’ he told me. ‘Then instead of getting dressed we lay down on the bed together.’ ‘So did I.’ I agreed. ‘Then I fired you,’ he said. ‘Yes, me too.’ I admitted. ‘Then you fired me.’ he said. ‘And me.’ I told him.’

‘We stood up then and had a hug with our soft cocks touching.’ ‘Me too.’ I told him. ‘That’s it,’ Carson said, ‘I’ve dreamt that every night since.’ ‘I have too,’ I told him, ‘But as we were having a hug, I dreamt we’d both reached down and held each other’s soft cocks.’

‘I hadn’t thought of that,’ he said, ‘I’ll add it in tonight.’ ‘How do you feel about having had a dream like that?’ he asked. ‘It seems a bit odd,’ I said, ‘But what we did was so exciting, I’m really glad we did it and the dreams are far too nice to stop.’ ‘I agree,’ he told me, ‘I feel the same.’

‘We were silent for a moment then Carson asked, ‘Reg, do you ... erm, would you...?’ ‘Yes, I’d love to.’ I told him. He beamed at me, ‘Do you mean that you want to turn our dreams into reality?’ he asked. ‘Yes.’ I said beaming back at him.’

‘We moved together and hugged. We could both feel the others hard cock pressing against us as the mere thought of what we had in mind made us both shoot up hard in seconds.’

‘We had our heads on each other’s shoulders. ‘Are you really sure?’ Carson asked me, lifting his head off my shoulder. I lifted my head up off his, looked him in the face and said, ‘Yes.’ Then I have no idea what made me do it, but I gave him a kiss on the lips.’

‘He was startled, but immediately returned the kiss. It lasted quite a while. As our lips parted, I said, ‘Does that convince you?’ ‘Yes.’ he replied and kissed me again.’

‘We went up to his bedroom and stripped off. We hugged and kissed and felt each other’s cocks at the same time. Then I said, ‘How are we going to do it?’ ‘You’re the guest,’ Carson said, ‘So you choose who does what first.’

‘Can I fire you?’ I asked. ‘Of course.’ he said looking very happy at the idea. He got up on the bed and lay on his back. I got up and sat between his legs facing him. I put a leg up each side of him and lifted his legs up over mine.’

‘That gave me a perfect view of his cock and his balls and made it easy to stroke his cock and play with his balls at the same time. As I started stroking, his cock was throbbing in my grip. He closed his eyes and lay there looking very happy. He had rested his hands on my legs at his side.’

‘I stroked away steadily for a while, then he opened his eyes, smiled at me and said, ‘I’m getting very near.’ I speeded up my stroke. He kept watching then soon after cried out, ‘I’m coming, NOW!’ As he did his cock swelled in my grip and I felt it pulsating as he shot four jets of cum up into the air.’

‘We both watched them soar up, curve over and drop onto his chest. As the lake formed, he closed his eyes again and I slowed down stroking until I came to a stop. Then as his cock shrank in my hand, he looked at me and said, ‘That was ten times better than in my dream.’

‘Once his cock had shrunk, I laid it down on his hairs. The lake on his chest was barely staying there. He only had a thin patch of chest hairs so there was nothing to hold it in place.’

‘We hadn’t given a thought what to do with the cum, so I told him to lie still. I wriggled down away from him, got up and went to the bathroom, As I went, my cock was still hard and waving about in front of me.’

‘I grinned to myself as I walked along to the bathroom. I was thinking what a shock anyone would get if they came home unexpectedly and came upstairs.’

‘When I returned with toilet paper, a flannel and a towel he was still lying there with a happy smile on his face. I mopped him up, then washed his chest with the flannel. I gave him the towel to dry himself with. As he did, I picked his cock up, slid his foreskin back and dabbed it with the flannel. That made him cry out happily too.’

‘I played with his foreskin for a while because it was new to me, I had been circumcised. Then we both got up and had a hug and a kiss. ‘That was amazing,’ he said, ‘It’s your turn now.’

‘I lay down on my back and he sat alongside, facing me with his bum on the bed by my knees. As he took hold of my cock and my balls I looked down and saw his soft cock lying in the hollow between his legs which were tight together.’

‘As he started stroking my hard cock, I slid my hand down and took hold of his soft one. I just held it still, it felt lovely feeling it spent and limp in my hand. As he was speaking, Lewis had moved his hand down slightly so that Reg’s cock was now standing up limply between his thumb and forefinger.

As he started stroking it slowly it was soon standing up hard. Reg sensed a lovely feeling deep inside but assumed it was because of the story he was telling. Lewis stroked slowly but steadily. ‘My feeling grew very quickly,’ Reg said. ‘I was soon telling him I was near. Like me he went faster, then before I could speak, I shot five jets of cum and screamed out in such delight.’

‘I watched his eyes, they followed every jet from my tip, up in the air and down onto my chest. Having a hairier chest than him, a lot of it disappeared amongst my hairs.’ Carson kept stroking until just after I’d finished firing. Then he slowed down to a stop. He just let it lie on his open palm and watched it as it shrank.’

At that point Reg suddenly realised he was about to fire. He realised it, cried out, looked down and saw Lewis’s hand stroking his hard cock and felt an amazingly lovely sensation surge through him all at the same moment.

As he watched his cum soaring up in the air, he grinned at Lewis. ‘I guess we have just become very good friends,’ he said. ‘Yes,’ Lewis agreed, ‘I’m now the sort of close friend you can tell all about your problems.’

He cleaned him up and wiped the tip of his now very soft cock. Returning to the settee with Reg’s head on his lap, Lewis rested his hand flat over his soft cock. ‘That feels so nice.’ Reg told him.