Chapter 5: A Past Childhood Experience

As Ian looked puzzled, Alvin told him, ‘The rule states that when two people share a bed, it is impossible for them not to bump into each other at least once in the night. Because it happens when you’re asleep, you have no control about which bits you touch.’

‘When we’ve finished our coffees, I’ll explain more about it and why you don’t need to worry about it.’ When they had both finished, Alvin sent him to get changed ready for bed. Alvin went and got changed too. When Ian returned in T shirt and shorts, he found Alvin sitting at the end of the settee, dressed exactly the same.

Alvin patted his lap and told him to stretch out on the settee with his head on his lap. When Ian settled in place, Alvin massaged the top of his head with one hand and rested his other arm across Ian’s waist. ‘Last night you went to sleep in my arms.’ Alvin began.

‘That meant our bodies were touching to start with,’ Alvin explained. ‘But because the natural place for your arm was over my waist, when you moved in the night, although we stayed pretty much in the same position all night, your hand slid down without your knowledge or without any intention on your part and came to rest over my cock.’

Ian felt a wave of panic go through him as he realised that Alvin had known everything that had happened. ‘It might have been there for hours or just a few seconds.’ Alvin told him. ‘It really doesn’t matter, because neither of us knew about it.’

‘But by the time we woke up, because I was so desperate for a wee, my cock had gone hard. You woke up and felt it, so you panicked. Then because feeling my hard cock excited you, it made your cock go hard too. That made you panic even more.’

‘That’s why I stretched and moved, then pretended I hadn’t noticed anything. I thought it was better to wait until now when we had time for me to try and explain it to you better. I’m right so far, aren’t I?’ ‘Yes.’ Ian admitted, looking very embarrassed and very red.

‘I’m so sorry,’ Ian said, ‘And you were being so kind to me too.’ ‘But you have nothing to be sorry for, ‘Alvin told him. ‘You had no control over where your hand went. I know that and now you do too, so stop worrying about it. What is really bothering you is that you enjoyed feeling my hard cock, isn’t it?’

After a long pause, Ian answered in a whisper, ‘Yes, do you want me to leave.’ ‘Certainly not,’ Alvin said firmly. ‘You’ve never touched anyone else’s cock before, have you?’ ‘No, certainly not.’ Ian answered sounding very indignant.

‘Well, you should have done,’ Alvin told him. ‘If you hadn’t been so shy, and had had some good friends your own age, you would almost certainly have experimented with each other. You would have looked at each other, touched each other, even probably fired each other, just like you do to yourself in bed at night.’

‘You do that, don’t you?’ ‘Yes.’ Ian admitted going bright red again and wondering how Alvin could possibly know. Seeing how red he had gone Alvin asked, ‘Do you know how I know you do that?’ ‘No.’ Ian told him looking very embarrassed.

‘Because every boy in the world does it, just like you do.’ he told him. ‘It’s a normal part of growing up.’ ‘Did you... ‘ Ian started to ask then came to a halt, feeling far too embarrassed to continue. ‘Of course I did,’ Alvin said. ‘I still do if I’m not getting any proper sex.’

Ian looked at him open-mouthed. A mental image rolled through his head of Alvin lying in bed stoking his cock and even shooting like he often did himself. That image was enough to make his cock go very hard. Lying on his back, he couldn’t hide it.

Seeing it, Alvin grinned at him and said, ‘That’s happened because you just pictured me in your head playing with my cock, didn’t it?’ Ian nodded, too embarrassed to speak. ‘It’s ok,’ Alvin told him, ‘You had hold of it in the night, you’re bound to think about it because it was such a new and exciting feeling.’

‘It was, wasn’t it?’ Alvin asked. ‘Yes,’ Ian admitted, ‘I’ve never felt so excited as I did when I realised what I was holding.’ ‘I’ll bet you never dreamt you’d ever tell anyone anything like that.’ Alvin said with a smile. ‘When you erected against my thigh, if you forget your panic, did that feel nice too?’