Chapter 7: I Studied His Cock

‘He hugged me tighter and told me, ‘As we hugged, I thought how lovely it felt being this close. But I couldn’t help wondering how much nicer it would be without the towels.’ ‘Holding someone naked, is really, really, lovely,’ I told him.’

‘When you are sure you want to, it’s something we can do. But I think to pull them off right now would be too much for you. However, I have an alternative suggestion. How about we pick up our shorts, then turn our backs to each other.’

‘Take one step forward, then drop our own towels. We can put our shorts on without anyone seeing us, and when we both say ok, we turn to face each other. Then we can have another hug before we get dressed together.’

‘Ok,’ he said without any hesitation. I was amazed. We stepped back and we each picked up our clean shorts. We smiled at each other then turned our backs. I let my towel drop and put my shorts on. ‘Ok,’ I called out.’

‘There was a moments delay, then Magnus called out, ‘Ok.’ ‘Turn around now.’ I called out. We turned to face each other and smiled once more. We stepped forward in unison, put our arms around each other and hugged tight. ‘Would you like a kiss too?’ I asked.’

‘He beamed at me and said, ‘Yes, please.’ I gave him a quick kiss on the lips, then feeling how much he enjoyed it, I pulled him back to me and kissed harder and longer. As we broke for air Magnus gasped out, ‘Wow,’ I’ve never felt anything like it.’

‘We got dressed and went down to the restaurant. I noticed over the meal that Magnus was seeming far more confident and assured. I was so pleased. We had a glass of white with our starters and a glass of red with our main meal.’

‘After a desert of bread-and-butter pudding, another new experience for Magnus, I suggested that as it was our last night we finished off with cheese and biscuits with a glass of port. We followed that with a cappuccino each.’

‘We had our coffees in the lounge, as the restaurant was getting very busy being Saturday night. By the time we had finished our coffees it was half past ten. We went up to our room and as soon as we were inside Magnus gave me a hug and told me, ‘This has been a fantastic weekend, thank you so much for letting me come with you.’

‘He gave me a kiss and held onto me for ages. ‘You know how nice the hug was when we just had our shorts on?’ I reminded him. When he said ‘Yes.’ I suggested that we each got undressed down to our shorts and then got into bed like that.’

‘He clearly liked the idea, so we stripped off in time with each other and facing each other too. We had a hug, then we got into bed. We settled down right away and put the light out. Then without anyone saying anything, we turned to face each other and moved close for another hug and a kiss.’

‘As we kissed, I ran my hand up and down Magnus’s bare back. I felt him trying to cry out as we kissed. He copied me immediately. When we stopped kissing, we kept stroking each other’s backs. ‘That feels lovely,’ Magnus told me. ‘It’s extra nice because it’s on the skin.’ I told him.’

‘What has been your most exciting feeling this weekend?’ I asked him. He answered almost immediately. ‘You know when we had our hug this morning and we were both bursting for a wee,’ he said, ‘It was feeling our hard cocks flexing against each other and imagining how that would feel if we hadn’t had our shorts on.’

‘Did you ever think that you would be able to tell anyone something like that?’ I asked. ‘I would have said it was an impossibility,’ Magnus told me, ‘But when I tell you, it doesn’t seem to be a problem.’ ‘Let’s get into the position we went to sleep in last night,’ I told him.’

‘This feels even lovelier with our bare tops.’ he said. I reached over him and ran my hand up and down his back. I told him to copy me, but on my chest. He had put his arm over my waist like last night, so he worked his way up slowly to my neck.’

‘Now go back down again,’ I instructed, ‘That feels so nice.’ As his hand massaged over my stomach, I took my hand off his back and lay flat. I wondered how he felt about my stomach being flat with no fat on it. ‘Magnus,’ I said quietly, ‘I’d love you to carry on down over my shorts and down to my knees.’

‘I felt something hit the side of my thigh. I smiled to myself knowing it was his cock going hard very rapidly. Before he could say anything about it, I told him, ‘That feels lovely on my leg. If you wanted to, we could swop places after.’ His cock gave several flexes against my leg at hearing that.’

‘Well, your cock agrees,’ I said kissing the top of his head, ‘How about you?’ ‘Yes please,’ he said in an excited whisper. As his hand moved up onto the front of my shorts, I reminded him not to miss anywhere out. ‘If you miss anywhere out, then I’d feel obliged to do the same when we swop over.’ I told him.’

‘As his hand moved over the top line of my hairs, I felt my own cock starting to grow. It was soon trying to push under his hand. I could feel his heart beating like mad against the side of my chest. As he slid his hand down further, my cock reached full hardness.’

‘As his hand slid down it, I told him, ‘Don’t forget you can hold it if you want to.’ I heard him draw his breath in, then his fingers wrapped around it. Even through my shorts it felt lovely. It throbbed and flexed which made him make some happy noises.’

‘Then as his hand moved down further, I drew my knees up and apart. He slid his hand briefly over my balls, then as his hand moved off my shorts onto the skin of my legs, he carried on down to my knees. ‘That was lovely.’ I told him.’

‘Make sure you enjoy it just as much on the way back up.’ As he started moving up, I told him, ‘If you want to, you can slide your fingers up inside the legs of my shorts. My cock would love it, and it won’t bite you.’ I felt his fingers shaking as he carried on up my leg.’

‘When his fingers reached my shorts, he kept them on the skin of my thigh. He managed to get far enough up to touch the bottom inch of my cock which promptly did a dance. He couldn’t get up any further, so as he slid his hand out, I told him to go up the other leg as well if he wanted to.’

‘He moved over and got up the same distance, resulting in another dance. Then when he came out, he went up the middle so that his hand slid all the way up the underneath of my cock which flexed constantly. ‘What a whopper,’ he said quietly, ‘This is lovely.’ I kissed his head again.’

‘He moved on up my chest. This time he ran his fingers around my nipples too which felt nice. Then he lifted his head and gave me a lovely long kiss. ‘That was a beautiful and amazing experience,’ he told me. ‘I feel so special that you let me do that.’

‘You are special,’ I told him. ‘Now, you can go to sleep there or we can change over, it’s up to you.’ ‘Change over please.’ he said sounding very excited. We swopped over, and I put my head on his chest. I had to reach inside my shorts and pull my cock up to be able to get right up against his side.’

‘I stroked his chest, accompanied by some very happy moans. The skin was soft because of the underlying fat, but it still felt exciting and lovely to touch. As I moved down onto his stomach, I could feel even more fat. But it certainly didn’t detract from the pleasure.’

‘As I got near to the top of his shorts, my cock was throbbing against the side of his leg. I told him to tell me immediately if he wanted me to stop. ‘No way,’ he said, ‘I wouldn’t miss out on this for anything.’ So, I moved on down. As my hand passed over his cock it flexed happily.’

‘Yes, it was small, but I wouldn’t have described it as tiny. I guessed he had become fixated with the idea that it was small and useless. As I took hold of it, it throbbed happily, then I moved on down. As he drew his knees up, I felt his balls as best I could, then I moved on down to his knees.’