Chapter 2: One Hand On Each

‘Dane gave them both a smile, then continued his tale. ‘I kept stroking fast and he shot four jets of cum. He was struggling to keep his excited noises down as much as he could, conscious that his parents were in the next bedroom. As all his cum shot out and up into the air, he looked so happy.’

‘It did a big arc and landed on his chest. At that time neither of us had much hair on our chests so the lake of cum just lay there in full view. I kept stroking his cock until the last drop had landed. Then I slowed down to a stop.’

‘As I kept hold of his cock, it slowly shrank in my hand which felt lovely to both of us. Fraser looked at me, smiled and gave a big sigh. ‘That was an unbelievably lovely experience,’ he said. ‘The nicest feeling ever.’ I handed him half the toilet paper, and he mopped all the cum up off his chest.’

‘I had a play with his now very limp cock and his balls which he clearly enjoyed too. Then he asked, ‘Can I fire you now?’ ‘Of course,’ I told him, ‘We’re best pals aren’t we, we share things.’ He beamed at me and got up. I lay in his place feeling so excited.’

‘He sat on the chair like I had done, and as he started stoking my cock and playing with my balls I was in another world. I lay there with my eyes closed and just concentrated on the lovely feelings he was giving me. My special feeling kicked in almost immediately and grew rapidly.’

‘Then when I told him I was close, he went much faster. My feeling shot up to its zenith in moments and as my cock throbbed, then shot five jets of cum out, I had great difficulty keeping my scream of delight down. We both watched happily as my jets of cum flew through the air.’

‘When it had all crashed down onto my chest, Fraser kept hold of my cock and played with it as it shrank. That sent even more lovely feelings through me. When he finally let go and rested it down on my hairs, I felt so happy.’

‘I mopped up my chest and we stood up. We hugged each other and had the longest kiss yet. Our chests felt very sticky together, so we took turns in the shower, then got into bed. We wrapped our arms around each other, enjoyed the feel of two limp cocks touching, and promptly fell asleep.’

‘At that point Alvin called for another change. He changed places with Kurt. But before he lay down in Kurt’s place, Alvin told Dane, ‘As you are relaxing so well, Kurt and I are going to take our T shirts off before I lie down. We’d love you to copy us, but you don’t have to if you’d rather not.’

‘As they both pulled them off, Dane did the same with no hesitation, he felt so at ease with them both. Alvin then lay down with his head on Dane’s lap and Kurt sat in the chair. Dane rested a hand on Alvins head and with no hesitation rested his other hand between Alvins legs.’

‘Feeling his cock so hard and it throbbing at his touch made him think two things. First, that Alvin felt as if he might be just a little bit bigger than himself, but nowhere near as big as Kurt. He also realised that so far Kurt’s cock had been the only one that had stayed soft throughout. That seemed strange, but he was enjoying himself far too much to worry about that.’

‘Before he resumed his story, he watched Kurt’s hand move up one of Alvins legs. As his fingers disappeared up the leg of Alvins shorts, Dane moved his hand off Alvins cock and stroked his bare stomach. He watched Kurts hands move up higher inside Alvins shorts and with Alvins cock being so hard and visible, there was no doubt in his mind that Kurt was touching Alvins hard cock.’

‘That made him feel even more excited. He had been enjoying feeling Kurt’s cock over his shorts. He was enjoying feeling Alvins too. But now he was keen to be sitting on the chair so that he too could run his hands up the legs of their shorts.’

‘Continuing his story Dane said, ‘The next day, we had another coach trip. This time to Caernarvon. We did a tour of the castle where the King, then Prince Charles, was invested as Prince of Wales in nineteen sixty-nine. After a look around the town and some lunch, we went on the narrow-gauge railway from Caernarvon, through Porthmadog, and on up to Ffestiniog.’