Chapter 7: When Your Sergeant Says Strip

As Danny massaged his hairless chest, which had little trace of muscle, he said, ‘I’ve just discovered three important things. One is that you are relaxing with me. Two is that you don’t know much about sex and three is that you haven’t looked at the union of the male and female body during sex with your engineering hat on.’

Seeing Dean looking surprised, he said, ‘I’ll explain more about that after I’ve finished getting you relaxed and dealt with your problem. But let me assure you your size will not stop you giving a lady a lot of pleasure.’ Dean looked surprised but pleased.

Going over his stomach, very flat and no fat, Danny asked, ‘If the cause of your trouble left the RAF, would you still think about leaving?’ ‘Never.’ Dean said with absolute certainty.

As Danny massaged over the front of his underpants, he could feel that Deans cock was indeed exceptionally small. He glanced at Dean who had gone very red again. But this time there was no sign of any tension. ‘You really are relaxing now,’ Danny said, ‘That’s excellent.’

As he went down his legs he asked, ‘So who was the first girl you had a night-time dream about?’ Dean was still red as he replied, ‘It was May, a girl in the last year at primary school.’ ‘So, you would have been eleven going on twelve?’ Danny asked. ‘Yes, it was just before my twelfth birthday.’ he said with a smile at the memory. As Danny reached his feet he asked, ‘So, was that the first time you had ever fired?’

‘Yes.’ Dean said, his mind still on the memory. Then realising what he had admitted, he went back up to fully red again. Danny smiled at him, ‘What do you think every other boy the world over would do in bed on that first night?’ he asked.

Seeing he was waiting for an answer Dean said, ‘Fire?’ very quietly. ‘Exactly.’ Danny said. ‘Apart from dreaming, what else would he have to do to make himself fire?’ Dean avoided eye contact as he whispered, ‘Get himself erect.’

As Danny came up to the top of his thighs he said, ‘It’s great that you felt able to tell me that. Now look me straight in the eye and tell me again.’ Dean looked straight at him and said, ‘Get himself erect.’ ‘Excellent.’ Danny said, ‘See how much at ease you are getting.’

‘So, you got erect with your first dream. You’ve just told me other boys do the same. I know that I do it too and your body has just done it now.’ he said as he moved his hand up onto his underpants and saw the bulge had grown.

Dean didn’t know whether to put his hands over it or pretend it hadn’t happened. In his indecision, he did nothing, but gave Danny an anguished look. Danny smiled at him as he carried on massaging. ‘Don’t worry,’ he said, ‘That’s a perfectly natural reaction.’

‘Think about it. You are lying there in just your underpants. You have had a strange pair of hands running up and down your body. You are getting more and more relaxed with me and to top it all we have just been discussing sex. Naturally you got a hard on.’

As he massaged over the bulge and felt it throb at his touch, he said, ‘What you might not know is that your body wouldn’t let that happen in my presence, unless it felt completely safe and at ease. So, whilst it has made you feel embarrassed, it has made me feel as if you have just given me a tremendous compliment.’

‘It is one of the best signs yet that you are going to relax enough to tell me about your problem and let us get it sorted. But we still need to get you more relaxed. As we carry on as we have been doing, what you need to do now is accept you have an erection. Accept that I have seen it and felt it. Also, accept that there is nothing you can do to stop it.’

‘So, relax, let it throb away and enjoy any nice feelings it gives you. Remember all the things you have told me that you’ve never told anyone else. This is just another thing that you are letting me share because you are relaxing so much.’

‘Now, I’m going to go back to your feet and come back up your front once more.’ Danny told him. He started massaging on his feet, then started up his legs. As he moved up, he could see the bulge was now sticking upright in tent formation and giving an occasional wave. ‘When you went to live with Wayne’s family, where did you sleep?’

‘In the third bedroom,’ Wayne answered. ‘Did you or Wayne ever see each other naked?’ Danny asked. ‘I accidently saw him once,’ Dean said, ‘But he never saw me.’ ‘How did you happen to see Wayne?’ Danny asked as he massaged over the front of his underpants.

Dean stopped talking and watched as Danny’s hands moved over his cock. At the feeling it throbbed like mad, and Dean couldn’t stop himself calling out happily. The lovely feeling that flowed through him was wonderful.

As Danny moved on up his stomach, the feeling of being massaged was still nice but not as exciting or erotic. After a moment Dean continued, ‘I walked into the bathroom one day just as he was getting out of the shower. He had forgotten to lock the door.’

‘What was his reaction?’ Danny asked. ‘He just grinned at me saying, ‘Hi Dean, sorry I forgot to lock the door.’ ‘Did he try to cover himself up.’ Danny asked. ‘No, he just stood there facing me.’ Dean said. ‘How did you feel?’ ‘I was terribly embarrassed, plus I couldn’t take my eyes off his cock. Although it wasn’t enormous it was at least twice as big as mine.’

As Danny reached his head, he said, ‘Turn over.’ Dean rolled over squashing his erection between himself and the settee. He immediately felt better with it not being on show, but at the same time he realised he was missing the lovely sensations he had experienced.

‘I’m going to go down your back again,’ Danny told him. ‘When I reach your waist, unless you say no at the time, I’ll massage your cheeks on the skin inside your underpants.’ Then as he started on his shoulders, Danny asked, ‘How did seeing it make you feel?’ ‘I felt sad at being reminded how small I was.’ Dean admitted, ‘But also even more embarrassed because I couldn’t tear my eyes away.’

‘Did Wayne say anything else?’ Danny asked as he moved down Deans back. ‘He saw me staring at his cock,’ Dean told him. ‘Anyone would think you’d never seen one before,’ he said laughing. He started getting dried, so I apologised again and left.’

‘How come he never saw you too?’ Danny asked. ‘I was always very conscious of my size and made sure the door was always locked when I was in the bathroom.’ Dean said. As Danny reached his waist, he took hold of the back of Deans underpants and paused. Hearing nothing, he lifted them up and slid a hand down inside and massaged the first cheek directly on the skin. At the same time, he asked, ‘So I guess that night you dreamt about what you saw.’

As Dean felt Danny’s hand on his bare cheek and the lovely feeling that flowed through him, he let out a long happy cry. With his mind on that, he answered the question with only a part of his mind on it. ‘Yes,’ he said clearly.

Then Danny moved his hand to the other cheek and asked, ‘Did you fire imagining you were firing him?’ As the second lovely feeling surged through him, Deans head couldn’t cope with denial. ‘Yes,’ he said. Danny could tell from his neck that he had gone red again.

As he drew his hand out running his index finger slowly up between his cheeks, Danny said, ‘Lots of teenagers do that. I have dreamt of firing my best pal.’ ‘Really?’ Dean said in surprise. ‘Yes,’ Danny said, ‘But we weren’t as shy as you, we actually did it.’

As Danny massaged his cheeks again, this time over his underpants, Dean said, ‘You actually fired each other?’ Thinking as he spoke, he must have misheard. ‘Yes,’ Danny said as he moved on down his legs. ‘We both enjoyed it, and it brought us even closer than we were already.’

‘Wow,’ Dean said then went silent as his mind ran through the dream he had had that night, and since, of him and Wayne. Starting back up from his feet, Danny asked, ‘So in your dream, where were you and Wayne when it happened.’ There was silence as Danny moved up his legs then as he reached the top of his thighs a quiet little voice answered, ‘On my bed.’