Chapter 6: Permission To Peep

Frank felt so happy in Lewis’s arms he could have stayed there all day. When Lewis stood up, he felt so disappointed. ‘Stay there.’ Lewis told him. Sitting at the end of the settee, Lewis told him to lie down.

Resting one hand on his head and one flat over his now limp cock, Lewis massaged his head gently and asked, ‘Did you fire Mark next the same way?’ ‘Yes,’ Frank told him, ‘Then we stood up and had a hug and a feel of each other’s soft cock before we got dressed.’

‘How were you with each other afterwards?’ Lewis asked. ‘We had always got on well,’ Frank said, ‘But I felt so much closer to him after that. Mark told me he felt the same. I think we both regretted that we didn’t have an opportunity for another session before we left school.’

‘What about your other pal?’ Lewis asked. ‘I was at his house three months later,’ Frank said. ‘Samuels parents were out, and we were having a drink sitting at the kitchen table. I brought the conversation round to girls and with me guiding it, everything went the same way.’

‘We ended up going up to Sam’s room and doing exactly the same with each other as Mark and I had done. It was just as lovely and again we felt so much closer.’

‘On our last day at school a month later, the three of us went to McDonalds after school. None of us were over bright or had any idea what we were going to do. But within a month we were all working and never got together again.’

‘When we walked home, we came to a road junction where Mark went off in a different direction to me and Sam. We stopped to say goodbye. We must have anticipated somehow that it would be our last meeting because instead of just saying, ‘See you,’ as we usually did, we all seemed to act together and have a three-way hug. That felt very special.’

‘Did both your pals feel at ease in that hug?’ Lewis asked. ‘Yes, definitely.’ Frank told him. ‘Would you agree that you enjoyed it more because of what you had done with each of them?’ Lewis asked. ‘Yes, I suppose so.’ he answered.

‘Well imagine how the other two felt,’ Lewis said, ‘Both would be happy to hug you, because they had both had such close experiences with you. But they didn’t know the other one had, so wouldn’t you have expected them to feel embarrassed showing such affection in front of the other?’

‘I hadn’t thought of that,’ Frank said, ‘Yes, now you point it out. But I’m sure they both enjoyed it as much as I did.’ ‘Does that tell you anything?’ Lewis asked. Frank took a while for the wheels of his brain to turn then he looked at Lewis in surprise. ‘You mean Mark and Sam had fired each other too?’ he asked.

‘I’d be very surprised if they hadn’t,’ Lewis said. ‘Think about it. You more or less engineered it to happen with Sam because you had enjoyed it so much with Mark. It’s logical that Mark or Sam would feel the same.’ ‘I wish I’d known,’ Frank said, ‘We could have tried a threesome.’

‘Lots of teenagers do,’ Lewis told him, ‘It’s fun, it’s educational and as long as everyone agrees to what you’re doing, it harms no one. Anyway, you’ve done very well tonight, so let’s move on now to the present problem. Give me a bit more background information first. Are you still a virgin?’

Frank didn’t seem embarrassed at the question but looked puzzled. ‘I think so, but I’m not really sure.’ he said. ‘Have you ever put your erect cock into a woman’s vagina?’ Lewis asked him. ‘No, never.’ he admitted.

‘Then in the accepted sense you are still a virgin.’ Lewis told him. Because you have had sex in other forms and have actually put your cock inside someone’s bum, there are those who would argue you are not. But you would be being completely honest to answer, ‘Yes’ to that question.’

Frank seemed pleased at that. ‘Now,’ Lewis said, ‘Can you tell me how you met Billy, and how the friendship developed right up to and including the night you met the mayor.’

‘Yes, I can.’ Frank said feeling surprised that he could be so sure. ‘When I went to work at the Town Hall a year ago, Billy had already been there three years. He worked in the finance department, whereas I was in planning, so we were in two different offices.’

‘Halfway through my year, we had seen each other in the canteen several times and I’d noticed he nearly always sat alone, just like I did. Then one day it just happened that we were behind each other in the queue at the counter. So, I smiled at him and said, ‘Hello.’

‘He smiled back, so I introduced myself and he did too. As we left the counter with our trays, Billy reached an empty table first. As he put his tray down, I asked, ‘Do you mind if I join you?’ ‘No, that would be nice, please do.’ he said.’

‘As we ate, we chatted very briefly and towards the end of the meal I asked him, ‘I noticed you passed a lot of empty seats before choosing a completely empty table.’ He looked slightly embarrassed. ‘I find it difficult mixing with strangers,’ he told me, ‘And if I sit at a table where there is already someone sitting, I always feel it’s expected of me to speak to them.’

‘I want to, and I do try occasionally, but I never manage to find the courage to do so.’ he said, ‘But it spoils my meal because I’m thinking that they are thinking me rude in ignoring them.’ ‘You haven’t seemed to have had any difficulty with me.’ I said.’

‘He gave me a lovely beaming smile. ‘I know,’ he said, ‘I don’t understand it, but it feels great.’ ‘I think I know why it is,’ I told him. ‘I’m very like you in that respect so you’ve probably sensed it. Also, I have noticed you sitting alone a few times, so even if you’re not aware of it, you’ve probably noticed me doing the same. So again, your subconscious has told you here’s a kindred spirit.’

‘I’d never have thought of that,’ he said, ‘That’s so clever. I’m not always very perceptive about what people are thinking or what’s going on around me.’ he told me. From that day onwards we nearly always had our lunch together.’

‘Billy told me a few weeks later that it made his day so much happier. I hadn’t realised until he mentioned it, but it did mine too. On the occasions when our work delayed one of us and we dined alone we were so disappointed.’

‘We started chatting more over lunch about ourselves and our feelings, our hopes and our fears. It soon became clear to me that although he was two years older than me, Billy was looking to me as the senior member of the friendship. I felt quite proud of that.’

‘I discovered that although Billy could drive and had a car, he walked to work like I did. I also discovered that two thirds of our routes home were identical. Most people finished at five and the building emptied rapidly. I got into the habit of going to a junction in the corridors near to Billys office and waiting.’

‘Within a few minutes he usually appeared, and we’d walk part way home together. Sometimes we’d chat other times we’d walk in silence, it didn’t matter to either of us, just having company was wonderful.’

‘By where I waited there were toilets. I used them a couple of times whilst waiting and I’d noticed without realising it that there was never anyone else around. Although I knew that during the day they were always busy.’

‘I always arrived first and on a couple of occasions I had gone into the toilets and Billy had come in after me. I noticed he never came to the urinal next to me. He always left a gap of one or even two stalls. I guessed that was because of his shyness, but it made me start to wonder what his cock was like. He was shorter than me and slightly overweight.’

‘The next night I was waiting as usual, and Billy arrived and went straight into the toilet. I followed him in and went to the urinal next to him. As we stood there weeing, I tried to peep out of the corner of my eye without him noticing. But all I could see was his hand and his jet of wee.’

‘I changed the grip on my cock, so my hand was at the opposite side of my cock to Billy. I knew if he was peeping too, he couldn’t help but see it. ‘I always feel shy having a wee this close to someone else,’ I told him, ‘But I don’t with you.’

‘Because I was talking to him, he turned his head towards me as he replied, ‘I’m the same.’ Then as he turned his head back forward, he must have glanced down. ‘Oh, wow!’ I heard him say to himself very quietly.’