Chapter 7: Feeling Very Lonely

‘Why did you leave?’ Lewis asked as he left his bare skin and moved up onto his trousers to massage his cheeks. This time there was no reaction, he remained relaxed. ‘I’d gone to a games fair in Birmingham for the weekend.’ Bill told him.’

‘There were all sorts of displays and many of the companies had a computer on their stand labelled ‘Solve the Problem.’ That was something I loved doing so I sat down at many of them, studied the list of faults and wrote solutions for them.’

‘You had to fill in your name and address so they could contact you for permission if they decided to use your solution in the finished product. I think in most cases that was just a way of finding people who could solve problems, because I had several job offers over the following week.’

As Lewis started back up his legs Bill continued, ‘I looked into several of them and finally decided on the firm where Graham and Pat work. We met in the canteen on my first week and all seemed to hit it off really well. Two months later we got our present flat together.’

‘So as someone who loves computers,’ Lewis asked, ‘How come you became a driving instructor?’ Lewis immediately sensed some hesitation. ‘I passed my driving test soon after my seventeenth birthday,’ Bill told him, ‘Then two years later I qualified as driving instructor.’

‘It was just something that appealed to me and I thought it would be good to have a backup option.’ ‘What made you take that up three years later?’ Lewis asked as he massaged his cheeks then moved back onto the bare skin of his back.

All Bills answers previously had been prompt and quite open. But now Lewis got the impression that he was thinking his answers through carefully before he spoke. That made Lewis more alert. ‘I’d started to find my work boring, because I was designing programs for businesses.’ Bill told him.

‘Then just over a year ago I was contacted by what I assumed was one of the firms from the games fair. I was offered a better paid job with more interesting work. But it was also for only six hours a day. I also had to go on a one-months training course first.’

‘Then once I’d started the new job, I re-sat my driving instructor exam and started my driving school. Now I’m able to fit my lessons in around my hours.’ ‘Where do you work now then?’ Lewis asked. ‘Oh, er, it’s just a small place in town.’ Bill said sounding evasive.

Lewis reached his head and told him to turn over. As he settled on his back, Lewis asked him how he was finding it. ‘You were right Bill said smiling, it is so much nicer on the skin, I’d forgotten how lovely it could be.’

‘I’m going to go down your front again now,’ Lewis told him. ‘You don’t need to say go anymore as you’re relaxing well. When I reach your waist, I’ll pause and take hold of your belt. If you say ‘Pass’ I’ll carry on. If you don’t say anything, I’ll undo everything around your waist and then move on.’

‘If you do that it will take a lot of pressure off your stomach and help you relax. It will also mean that next time you turn over I will be able to offer you some even more relaxing options.’ He gave his head a quick massage, then moved down onto his chest.

‘What’s the place like where you work? Lewis asked as he massaged through his chest hairs. ‘I have an office to myself the size of a single garage.’ Bill told him sounding as if he was choosing his words carefully, ‘It has a kitchen in one corner and its own bathroom.’ ‘How many people do you work with?’ Lewis asked.

‘No one,’ Bill said. ‘I only ever see the security man on the front desk. I go in and deal with any problems that have cropped up, and if I finish all that day’s list from my computers in tray before my six hours are up, I can leave early.’

‘What sort of problems do you have to deal with?’ Lewis asked as he massaged the padding on his stomach. ‘Are they still involving computer games?’ ‘No, er I mean yes.’ Bill said clearly struggling. ‘It sounds fascinating,’ Lewis told him, ‘I’ll have to drop in and see you one of these days.’

‘We er, we’re not allowed visitors,’ Bill told him, ‘They’re very security conscious.’ ‘Yes, I’ve heard it said that computer games can be a very secretive business,’ Lewis told him as he moved up onto the front of his trousers. ‘Possibly even more so than the secret service.’

Bills face went white, and Lewis’s suspicions were confirmed. He moved on as if he hadn’t noticed anything, taking hold of each side of his belt buckle and pausing. Bill was still in a panic at the mention of the secret service and his mind was elsewhere. As a result, he said nothing.

Lewis had counted ten to himself, then he undid Bills belt. It wasn’t until he felt his top button go loose and the pressure disappear from his stomach that Bill remembered. As he looked down his front, he was just in time to see Lewis’s hand sliding his zip down.

As soon as it felt Lewis’s hand, Bills cock shot up rock hard. It was giving him some lovely feelings, so he relaxed and said nothing. Lewis noted that it certainly felt very solid, but not all that big. ‘Your cock is paying me a big compliment.’ Lewis told him as he massaged over it.

‘My touch and your memories may be the main cause of you erecting,’ Lewis told him, ‘But what you may not know is that no matter how excited you got, your body just wouldn’t let it happen unless you felt safe and relaxed with me.’

‘So not only is it erecting a compliment to me, it’s also a good sign that we will be able to work together and solve your problem.’ As Lewis’s hand passed over the open area in the front, feeling his hand slide over his cock with only his shorts in between them, made Bill cry out in delight.

‘How do you feel, having let that cry of delight out?’ Lewis asked him as he moved down his legs. ‘How do you mean?’ Bill asked. ‘Well, you gave that happy cry because my hand slid over your cock with only your shorts between us. So, how do you feel about having let me know how much you enjoyed it?’

That hadn’t occurred to Bill, he gave it some thought then smiled at Lewis. ‘It should have made me feel so terribly embarrassed that I’d want to crawl away and hide,’ Bill told him, ‘But for some strange reason, I don’t mind at all.’ ‘Am I the only other person apart from Pat to have touched it?’ Lewis asked.

‘No,’ Bill said sadly, ‘There was one other.’ Then realising what Lewis had just said, he asked, ‘How did you know Pat had touched it?’ ‘An educated guess,’ Lewis told him. ‘Does it bother you that I know?’ ‘No, it doesn’t.’ Bill said sounding surprised.

‘I don’t want to discuss your problem just yet,’ Lewis told him, ‘But can you tell me which of these headings it comes under. Tell me everyone that applies. Time at school. Your first job. Working with Graham and Pat. Living with Graham and Pat. Your present computer job. Your driving job.’

Bill went quiet as Lewis’s hand moved up over the front of his trousers. He wanted to savour the pleasure. As Lewis’s hand passed over his shorts in the small open section of his trousers and was for one brief moment the closest possible to his cock, he let out a wail of delight, all shyness with Lewis completely gone now.

‘Actually, there are two separate problems,’ Bill admitted as Lewis’s hand moved on up and his wail faded away. ‘One connected to living with Graham and Pat and one connected to my present job.’ ‘Ok, thank you for telling me that.’ Lewis said. ‘Let’s move on now.’

As Lewis massaged up over his stomach he asked, ‘Apart from Graham and Pat, who would you say were your closest friends?’ ‘I don’t really have any.’ Bill said sounding sad. ‘What about holidays?’ Lewis asked, ‘Where have you been, and who with?’

‘I went on holiday with my parents whilst I was at school,’ Bill said. ‘We went to various places in the UK. But since they died, I haven’t really had anything that you’d call a holiday. When I’ve had to take holidays from work, I’ve usually stayed at home or just gone out somewhere for the day.’

‘Did you never meet anyone you fancied on your days out?’ Lewis asked. ‘There were a few girls I liked the look of,’ Bill said, ‘But I was far too shy to talk to them, so nothing ever happened.’ Lewis reached his head and took his hands off. ‘When you turn over, I’ll go down your back again.’ he told him.