Chapter 2: Fired By My Best Pal

‘We saw each other getting changed as we had done many times. As usual I felt jealous about the size of his dick. Nelson looked at mine too, but he has never ever poked fun at it. Then a year later I went away with them again.’

‘Because we had shared before, Nelsons mum and dad had just booked us one room to share like last time. It wasn’t until we arrived and went up to our room that we discovered there was only one bed, a king size double.’

‘We looked at each other slightly concerned. Then Nelson said, ‘Well it shouldn’t be a problem, we’ve shared a room before, sharing a bed will just be another new experience.’ Then he added with a grin, ‘But perhaps we won’t mention it to anyone.’

‘We were staying from Friday night to Sunday night. When we went up to bed the first night, we stripped off and both of us put shorts on. It was midsummer, so we each left our tops bare. We got into bed and sat up talking. It was a wide bed, so we just assumed we’d have no problem sleeping on our own side.’

‘Eventually we settled down, put the light out and went to sleep. I remember putting my hand down inside my shorts and feeling my dick, as I pictured Nelsons big one in my mind. The thought made me go hard and I fell asleep holding it.’

‘I would have fired it too, had I not been in bed with Nelson. I woke up in the night to find that I was on my side with my back to the middle of the bed. I still had my hand down the front of my shorts although my dick had long since gone soft.’

‘Then I felt something tickling my back. As I came to properly, I realised that Nelson was tight up behind me and his mass of chest hairs were against my back. It felt rather nice, so I lay still enjoying it. I took my hand out of my shorts and reached out to feel for the edge of the bed.’

‘It was only a few inches in front of me, so I knew Nelson must have moved way over to my side. Although wanting to lie there enjoying it, I had been concerned what Nelson might think if he woke up. Knowing he was well over onto my side, it was obviously he who had moved to me, so I stopped worrying.’

‘I could feel his knees against the back of my legs. Then it clicked that it was his big soft dick I could feel pressing against my cheeks. That made it all feel even nicer and more exciting. I decided there was no way I was going to move.’

‘Then Nelson grunted and moved slightly. After a moment of panic, I decided he was still asleep. But then his hand came over me and rested on my stomach. A few moments later his brain must have registered that his hand was touching something.’

‘I felt his dick starting to grow. When it was completely hard it was really pressing against me. Whatever feeling it gave him, his brain must have told him, ‘Your dick is hard, get hold of it.’ His hand moved down and rested over my dick.’

‘Something in his subconscious must have registered that his dick was hard, but he was only feeling something small and soft. His fingers started exploring over my dick. Seconds later, I started growing too. The differences in size didn’t seem to register, his hand went still resting on my hard dick.’

‘I decided that his brain must have decided that his dick was hard, and his hand was feeling a hard dick, so all was ok. I lay there enjoying all the lovely feelings I was getting. No one had ever touched my dick before, and I’d never touched anyone else’s.’

‘Even through shorts I felt so worked up. Then a few minutes later Nelsons hand slid up off my dick to my waist and started sliding down inside my shorts. I didn’t know what to do, so I did nothing. As his hand moved down through my hairs my dick was doing a dance.’

‘Then in moments he was holding my dick in his hand. As it throbbed like mad, I had to struggle not to scream in delight. In between enjoying it so much, I started to think about what I should do if Nelson woke up before he moved away.’

‘I decided that I would just pretend to be asleep, then he could back away and not be embarrassed thinking I knew nothing about what he had done. His hand started to play with my dick, it felt wonderful. I started to wonder what it might feel like having someone else fire it.’

‘My dick started throbbing like mad. I knew I wasn’t far from firing. Then I felt his hand stop dead and his whole body go rigid. I had a couple of seconds where I wasn’t sure if the sudden stop was going to make me come.’

‘As that passed off, I gave a soft grunt, doing my best to make it sound like a snore. I lay without moving as I felt his hand start sliding off my dick. Feeling that made it throb like mad. Then he slid his hand out of my shorts.’

‘He moved very slowly clearly trying not to wake me. Then once his hand was out, he started easing himself back away from me. Again, he moved very slowly and carefully. After quite a while, he must have decided he was far enough away.’

‘He turned over to face away from me and wriggled as close to the edge of the bed on his side as he could. I lay perfectly still feigning sleep. My brain was still enjoying what I had experienced, and my dick was still hard.’

‘I must have dropped off, because the next thing I remember was waking up the next morning. I turned over to find the bed empty. Down the middle of the bed was a pillow. That puzzled me for ages, then later in the day, I decided Nelson must have put it there afterwards to stop him coming close.’

‘I was just about to make the effort to get up when Nelson returned from the bathroom. Seeing me awake he went red and avoided looking at me. ‘Morning.’ he muttered, still not looking at me. ‘Morning,’ I replied cheerily, ‘Gosh, I slept like a log last night, it must have been the travelling.’

‘He suddenly looked a lot happier, and his face returned to its normal colour. We went out for the day with his mum and dad, and everything seemed as normal between us. When we went up to bed that night, we stripped off together.’

‘Then when we were both naked, as we picked up our night shorts, we did what we did the previous night, we glanced at each other’s naked body. I always felt sad that mine wasn’t like his. I always assumed Nelson would be thinking, ‘I’m glad I’m not like him.’

‘Then before we could put our shorts on something happened that we had never experienced before. We both went hard. Not just a little bit but we both shot up rock hard in seconds. We looked at each other with open mouths.’

‘I had never seen anyone else erect before, and I discovered later that Nelson hadn’t either. As I looked at his giant trunk, I felt even worse about mine. But regardless of size, we were both certainly throbbing like mad. ‘Wow!’ I said, ‘I wonder why that has happened?’

‘Nelson went beetroot red and looked very embarrassed. ‘I think I know.’ he said sounding very nervous. ‘Let’s get into bed first, then you can tell me.’ I told him. Then I added, ‘Perhaps we should leave our shorts off and give our dicks a bit of space.’

‘We dumped our shorts and got into bed naked. Once we were sitting up with the duvet over our bottom half, Nelson turned to me looking as if he was going to burst into tears. ‘I attacked you in the night.’ he told me. ‘I think that’s why I went hard. Perhaps yours went hard seeing me erect.’

‘What did you do?’ I asked innocently. ‘It can’t have been bad, I’m not hurting anywhere.’ ‘I woke up sometime in the night,’ he told me avoiding looking at me. ‘I had moved over to your side of the bed in my sleep. I was tight up against your back.’

‘That doesn’t sound very terrible.’ I said trying to put him at ease. ‘My dick was hard and pressing into your back,’ he said. ‘But even worse, I had my hand over you and down inside the front of your shorts. I was holding your dick, and that was hard and throbbing in my hand.’