Chapter 5: I Shivered At The Thought

Jeff went red once more. ‘None,’ he whispered, ‘I thought I was going odd, but I didn’t really care, all I wanted to do was to fire Manny.’ ‘Ok, carry on with your story.’ Cliff instructed. ‘Two nights later, I took him to the pub five miles away.’

‘As soon as we drove off, he told me, ‘I’ve had a lovely sleep the last two nights, I can’t remember when I last slept the whole night and so peacefully, without being blotto.’ ‘That’s good to hear.’ I told him. ‘Feeling you holding my cock was lovely too.’ he added.’

‘But how do you feel about it now, knowing you’ve done it, has it upset or bothered you?’ He seemed quite concerned. ‘Not at all,’ I assured him, ‘It was a very exciting and a lovely experience.’ ‘That’s great,’ he said, ‘I was so worried that it might have upset you.’

‘Before I went to sleep last night,’ he confided, ‘I fired myself whilst dreaming it was you doing it, not me. But whilst I’d love for that to happen, I’m not going to put you on the spot by asking you to do it. I just want you to know that any time you want to try, or even just have a hug, you only have to say so.’

‘Thanks,’ I told him, ‘I didn’t tell him that I had fired myself last night whilst dreaming that I was firing him. Nothing more was said about it. But I was delighted to think there was a possibility of it happening, even though I knew it was a question that I’d never feel able to ask.’

‘A month went by, with lots of trips together, but what we’d done wasn’t mentioned. I’d even managed to get my dreams back to girls, although firing Manny still crept in quite regularly. The following month when I picked him up from his favourite pub, I could tell instantly that he hadn’t had as much to drink as usual.’

‘Did you have a good night?’ I asked him. ‘Yes, great,’ he told me, ‘But what made you ask?’ ‘You seem, er, different.’ I said, trying to be tactful. ‘You mean not as drunk as I usually am?’ he asked grinning. ‘Yes.’ I agreed. ‘That’s all down to you.’ he told me.’

‘I’ve been having such a good night’s sleep since our last hug, that it’s made me feel different and look at things differently. One thing it’s made me do is look at my drinking. It’s cost me a wife, and now my licence. I won’t get my wife back, but I will get my licence back.’

‘I never used to drive when I’d had drink, but the night I got stopped I’d had so much, that all my reason had gone. Last time we were here a few nights after our hug, I kept a check on myself. I realised that I wasn’t drinking just what I wanted to drink, I was pouring it down myself because it was there, and I was making no attempt to control it.’

‘This last month I’ve slept well and felt so much better, so tonight I’ve rationed myself. It was hard to do I admit, but to my surprise I managed it. So, I’m going to try to do that all the time now, so that I never have so much that I’m completely out of it.’

‘That’s fantastic,’ I told him, ‘And If I had something to do with it, I’m really pleased.’ We chatted generally on the way home, something that rarely happened after he’d had a night drinking, he’d just doze. When we got back, he asked me in for a celebratory coffee as he put it.’

‘He made us our coffees, and we sat in the lounge with them. He asked me about work and what I wanted to do in the future. We’d never had much in the way of proper conversations before. When we’d finished our coffees, Manny told me to stay sitting.’

‘He stood up and told me, ‘I’m going to go to the bathroom now, and then to bed. Once I’ve left the room, you can let yourself out if you want to go. But if you feel able to give me a top up hug, please follow me up. But don’t do it just to please me, only do it if you really want to.’

‘Then he turned and went out. I sat for a moment trying to decide. I had no doubt that I wanted to, but should I. Then the thought that I might get to see, and possibly even touch, that cock again decided it. I was soon on my way upstairs.’