Chapter 1: Michael Gets Embarrassed

Sunday morning Lewis arrived at the shop at ten minutes to ten. He was just unlocking the front door when Michael arrived. They went through to the back room and had a coffee.

As they drank Lewis explained that he could leave at any time and that no one would ever know he had been here or anything he said or did. ‘I trust you completely,’ Michael told him, ‘Dudley has told me how you met and what you did for him. Still doing for him in fact,’ he added. ‘So, I couldn’t have a better recommendation.’

Lewis smiled, ‘That’s nice to know,’ he said. ‘When we start, I’m going to massage your back from head to foot and back again,’ he told him. ‘Whilst I do that, I will ask you questions, not about your problem but about you and your life. Only when we are completely relaxed together will we deal with your problem.’

‘When I have massaged down your back, then down your front the same, I will suggest that you take your top things off before I do your back for the second time.’ He explained about uncovering body and mind. ‘I don’t usually tell people that so early,’ he said, ‘But I know you swim for the school and are presumably at ease with lots of people seeing you in your swimming shorts. So, you now have the option of speeding things up a little if you want to. But the most important thing to remember is that we move at a speed you are happy with, not me.’

They finished their drink and moved over to the settee. As Michael stood waiting instructions, Lewis said, ‘All I’m asking you to do at this stage is take your shoes off and lie on your front. But if you feel comfortable at taking anything else off, please feel free to do so.’

Michael sat down and took his shoes off, then he pulled his top things off showing a well built and muscular torso. Then he said, ‘Shall I take my trousers off too?’ ‘That would be a good step forward,’ Lewis said, ‘As long as you feel comfortable with doing it. Remember we’re trying to get you so relaxed with me that you’re able to tell me things you’ve never felt able to tell anyone else.’

Michael slipped his trousers off and added them to the pile of clothes. ‘As you said, practically the entire school has seen me like this already.’ He gave Lewis a smile then lay down on his front. Lewis sat on the edge and told him, ‘I’m going to massage your head, then when you say go, I’ll massage down your back to your feet and back to your head. As I go I’ll ask you all about yourself and your life.’

‘The idea is to avoid anything connected with your problem until you are completely relaxed. But as I don’t know what your problem is just yet, I might ask you something connected with it without realising. If I do and you don’t feel able to answer it just yet, just say ‘Pass’ and we’ll skip it for now.’

Resting his hands on Michael’s head, Lewis massaged all over it. Michael had never had a massage and was enjoying it. It took him a while to say go. As Lewis moved down onto his broad shoulders, it felt even nicer.

‘Tell me about where you live and who lives there with you,’ Lewis asked. ‘I live with my mum and dad in a three bedroomed semidetached house,’ Michael said. ‘I’ve lived there since just before I was adopted nearly two years ago.’ As Lewis reached his waist he asked, ‘Tell me what you can about your life before you were adopted.’

As he massaged Michael’s cheeks over his shorts Michael told him, ‘My mum died when I was nine, so I lived with my dad for three years. Then he died when I was twelve. I had no other relatives, so I was taken into care.’

‘Then not long after my fourteenth birthday, my present parents came to visit me at the home. They were friends of my mum and dad but had been working abroad for two years. When they returned to the UK it was several weeks before they discovered my dad had died.’

Lewis had gone down his legs to his feet and was now back up massaging his cheeks. As he moved off his shorts onto his bare back, Michael continued, ‘They made enquiries to find out what had happened to me. They came to visit me right away. I remembered them visiting dad regularly and had always like them. We chatted for ages then they asked me if I’d like to come and live with them.’

‘When I said yes, I’d love to, it took a month to get permission. Then I was officially fostered out to them. It was lovely to be living as a family again. We all got on really well and I was soon calling them mum and dad without thinking about it.’

As Lewis reached his head, he said, ‘Turn over.’ Once Michael was settled on his back, Lewis could see a muscular chest. He also had a small patch of hairs, a flat stomach, slim hips and no visible bulge in his shorts. Lewis massaged his head and his temples saying, ‘That’s quite a story, you must have been very happy.’

As he moved down over his chest, Michael said, ‘It got even better. Two months later mum and dad asked me if they could officially adopt me.’ ‘I said yes immediately and gave them both a hug. That took another three months but then I changed my name to theirs and became officially part of a family once more.’

‘It was them who encouraged me to take up swimming competitively.’ As Lewis moved down over his stomach he said, ‘Your situation could happen to anyone. Lots of people don’t think of what would happen if they were to die. Some even think that if they make a will, they’re more likely to die. After your experience, do you think your parents could have prepared for it better?’

As Michael answered Lewis massaged over the front of his shorts. There was no noticeable reaction from Michael or his cock which felt quite small. ‘They left a will,’ he said, ‘So everything is in trust for me until I reach eighteen. But apparently as their only child that would have happened even if they hadn’t.’

‘I don’t know if it can be done,’ he said, ‘But in view of what happened, it would have been nice if they had put me in the will and left me to their friends who are now my mum and dad. That way I wouldn’t have had to go into care.’

‘That’s an interesting possibility,’ Lewis said as he started back up his legs. ‘So how would you describe your time in care?’ ‘Initially it was horrible,’ he said, ‘Because having lost my dad, I was taken away from my home and put in a care home with complete strangers.’

As Lewis massaged over the front of his shorts again, he noticed that there had been a very slight growth in the size of the bulge but again there was no reaction from Michael. As he continued, he said, ‘Then after a few weeks I realised that most of the people in charge were nice folks and the other six kids there with me were ok too. Several of them were there for a similar reason.’

Moving on up his chest Lewis said, ‘How many people were there who worked there?’ ‘There were four residential staff,’ he said, ‘Plus two part time who came in each day. There was also a lady who came in each day to cook and another who came in to clean. The two part time ladies were both local mums and were always very nice to me.’

As he reached his head, Lewis massaged it for a few moments then told him to turn over. Putting his hands back on Michael’s head, Lewis massaged as he said, ‘You’re relaxing well. When I go down over your back this time, I’ll massage your cheeks inside your shorts unless you say stop.’

‘Were there any of the staff who you thought were in the wrong job?’ Lewis asked as he massaged down his back. ‘Only one, Michael said, Gordon, one of the part timers was definitely unsuited to working with children.’ ‘Did he play any part in your problem?’ Lewis asked as he lifted the back of his shorts and paused. ‘Yes,’ Michael said, ‘He was the problem.’ As he spoke Lewis had slid his hands inside and massaged his cheeks directly on his skin. Michael made some happy noises, clearly enjoying the sensation.

Moving on down the back of his legs Lewis asked, ‘Where were you in relation to going to secondary school when you went into care?’ ‘I was due to start school the week afterwards.’ Michael told him.