Chapter 3: Have You Gone Soft Yet

‘As I related what Eric had told me yesterday, he did it with his hands. He undid my trousers, lifted the front of my T shirt, slid a hand down inside my trousers and felt my cock over my underpants.’

‘I loved the feeling and was hoping I wouldn’t shoot too soon. Then as I told him the next bit, he slid his hand back off my cock and up to my waist. He lifted the front of my underpants and slid his hand down inside.’

‘As his hand slid over the skin of my abdomen and his fingertips moved slowly into my hairs I was in ecstasy. Then his hand moved further down and took hold of my bare cock. He had a job to keep hold of it, it was throbbing about so much. I was crying out in such delight with the wonderful feeling it was giving me.’

‘He held it still for a few moments then ran his fingers all over it. ‘I don’t know what comes next,’ he said, ‘So carry on and I’ll do my best to keep up. Remember it’s your dream, so it doesn’t matter what I think. I won’t mind whatever you dreamt anyway, I’m sure it’ll be lovely.’

‘I’d been a bit unsure about telling him the next bit, but that made me feel sure it was ok. ‘In my dream,’ I said, ‘You slid your hand out and told me to stand up. Then you slid my trousers down and turned me round to face you.’

‘I paused and he said, ‘Stand up.’ I did and he took hold of the sides of my undone trousers and slid them right down. I looked down my front and saw that my underpants were sticking out because of my hard cock. He put a hand on each of my hips over my underpants and turned me round to face him.’

‘He looked me up and down, smiled and said, ‘Carry on.’ ‘You had another feel of my cock over my underpants,’ I told him. ‘Then I slid my hand down inside and held my cock flat. You pulled my underpants down to my ankles and I took my hand away.’

‘He reached out and had a lovely gentle play with my cock. Even over my underpants it felt amazing. I slid my hand inside to hold my cock flat. He took hold of the waistband and pulled my underpants down to my ankles. Then I took my hand away.’

‘What happened next?’ he asked. ‘I stepped out of my trousers and underpants,’ I told him, ‘Next, I moved my feet wide apart. You took hold of my cock with one hand and my balls with the other.’ He did and played with them both sending lovely feelings through me. ‘Go on.’ he said. ‘Then I lay down on the settee, you sat at the side with one hand on my cock and the other on my balls. You played with them, then you fired me.’

‘Eric moved out of the way, and I lay down on the settee. He sat at my side facing me. He took hold of my cock again and my balls. Then before he did anything else he leaned forward and kissed me on my lips. Before I could react to the lovely sensation that gave me, he had sat up again and started stroking my cock.’

‘With his hands fondling my balls too, it was only seconds before I called out, ‘Any moment now.’ Then seconds later I shouted happily, ‘I’m coming.’ As he kept stroking such an erotic sensation flowed through me and I shot four small jets of cum. That was the most I’d ever shot up until then.’

‘Eric kept stroking, then held my cock as I shrank which only took a few seconds. The cum hadn’t gone very high and had landed on my stomach. He told me to lie still and left the room.’

‘Returning a few minutes later he was holding paper towels, a flannel and a towel. He mopped up the cum off my stomach, then washed it with the flannel which was warm and wet. He dried me then he dabbed my tip with the flannel.’

‘I cried out at the lovely feeling that gave me, so he repeated it dabbing all over my tip. I was so happy as he laid it down on my hairs. I smiled at him. ‘That was lovely,’ I said, ‘Thank you.’

‘No need,’ he said, ‘I thank you. I really enjoyed giving you so much pleasure. He leaned down and gave my cock a kiss. We changed positions and he went over and sat in the armchair. Then I sat on his knee.’

‘As I snuggled into him, he put one arm around me and rested his other hand still and flat over my worn-out cock. ‘Relax for a while and recharge your batteries,’ he told me, ‘Then you can tell me about your second dream. When you had your dreams last night,’ he asked, ‘How long would you say it was between your two firings?’

‘Between half and three quarters of an hour.’ I told him. ‘Was your cock sore at any time last night?’ he asked. ‘No never.’ I answered. ‘That confirms what I thought when you told me yesterday,’ he said. ‘I’m sure your cock was sore on the occasions you fired three times in a row.’

‘Playing with yourself and firing is not only natural and enjoyable, doing it once a night helps develop your cock and your reproductive glands. Doing it twice in one night is ok occasionally but doing that too regularly could strain things.’

‘Three times in one night as you’ve discovered makes you sore. So, keep it to once a night generally and only twice a night maximum on special occasions.’ ‘Ok,’ I said, ‘Thanks.’ I grinned to myself. ‘What’s funny?’ he asked. ‘I can’t believe I am having this conversation with anyone,’ I told him, ‘But it’s great that I can.’

‘He kissed the top of my head, and I turned my face up to look at him. He moved his face to mine and gave me a kiss on the lips. ‘Would you like to try a longer one?’ he asked, seeing I had clearly enjoyed it.’

‘Yes please.’ I told him and I moved my lips to his. We kissed for what seemed like ages. That was my introduction to kissing that way. I’ve never forgotten it.’

‘How about,’ Eric said, ‘Instead of telling me what your second dream was, you just do it to me for me to see and enjoy. Tell me where to lie and when to move anything, then you just do everything you dreamt. I’m dying to know, and I won’t mind no matter what it is.’

‘I would never have been able to do that before then, but after what we’d just done, I felt that I could. ‘Ok.’ I said feeling really excited. ‘Go ahead whenever you like.’ he told me.’

‘I was in this room,’ I said, ‘You were lying on the settee, and I was sitting alongside.’ ‘Hang on then, stand up.’ he said. He moved over and lay on the settee on his back. As I sat beside him, I could see the big bulge in his trousers.’

‘I was naked,’ I told him as I pulled my T shirt off and threw it aside. ‘I sat you up and took your top things off.’ He sat up immediately and held his arms up as I pulled his shirt off. He had strong broad shoulders and a medium matt of chest hairs.’

‘We had a hug.’ I told him. We did and feeling his chest hairs against my practically hairless chest felt lovely. Then he ran his hands up and down my bare back which made me cry out happily. I did the same to him which felt nice too.’

‘Carry on with your dream.’ he instructed. ‘You lay own,’ I told him,

And I felt your cock over your trousers.’ He lay down and watched my hands as I felt all over it. He had a happy smile on his face.’

‘After I’d played with it for a while and felt it throbbing, I undid his belt very slowly. Then as I undid the top button of his trousers, he started making a happy moaning sound.’

‘When I slid his zip down, his moan increased, and his shorts shot out and moved about as his cock enjoyed being set free. I watched it for a moment then took hold of it. I don’t suppose it was a giant,’ Kerry said,’ but to me with my tiny cock at the time, it seemed like it was.’

‘I took hold of his trousers and started to slide them down. He lifted his hips immediately. I slid them right down to his ankles, then off altogether. His cock had been waving about in excitement the whole time.’