Chapter 1: Opening Up Ollies Mind

Lewis said, ‘Keep thinking about it and speak out anything you remember.’ He undid Ollies belt and top button as Ollie tried to concentrate on his memory. Lewis slid his zip down which allowed Ollies cock to spill out pushing his shorts before it.

Lewis wrapped his hand round it, making Ollie cry out happily. As Lewis held it, he said, ‘Think hard, what are you remembering?’ ‘I’m in my bed,’ Ollie said as he struggled to picture it. ‘The duvets gone, and my shorts are off. There’s a hand holding my cock, but my two hands are limp at my side.’

Lewis changed his grip, still over Ollies shorts and stroked it a couple of times slowly. Ollie cried out again. ‘Yes, that’s what the other hand is doing, I’ve got no control of it.’ he said. Then he stopped. ‘My minds gone blank.’ he said.

Lewis told him to sit up. He wrapped his arms around him and asked, ‘Does what you have just experienced have any similarity to your problem?’ ‘Yes,’ Ollie said. ‘Tonight, with your hand on my cock it was totally realistic. But beforehand it was just strange dreams but of the same thing.’

Ollie had put his head on Lewis’s shoulder and hung on to him. ‘What does it mean?’ he asked, ‘Am I going mad?’ Lewis hugged him. ‘I very much doubt it,’ he said, ‘But clearly something strange is happening.’

‘We’ve jumped ahead,’ Lewis told him. ‘That’s good, in that we are learning a lot and it has also relaxed you considerably with me. But let’s press on with getting you fully relaxed first. However, if you get any more flashbacks, interrupt what we are doing immediately and tell me, ok.’

‘Ok.’ Ollie said still looking worried. ‘Now that I’ve had hold of your erect cock,’ Lewis told him, ‘You are clearly very relaxed with me, so if you feel able to, when I resume massaging, lift your hips so I can slide your trousers down. Then I’ll be able to massages even more of you.’

Lewis put his hands back on the front of his shorts and started massaging across the waistband as far as Ollies open trousers would allow. Then as his hand came up against his open zip, Ollie lifted his hips up. Lewis slid them down to his ankles then returned to his waist.

Massaging down over his shorts, he gave all of the bulge a good massage before moving on down the front of Ollies bare legs. Ollie had been making some happy noises as his bulge was massaged, which didn’t fade away completely until Lewis had reached his knees.

Massaging on down to his feet, Lewis slid his trousers right off then started back up again. As he did Lewis said, ‘Now tell me all about your first night-time dream about Kay. Give as much detail as you can because that will help you later.’

After Lewis had held his erect cock, albeit through his shorts, Ollie had lost most of his embarrassment. He closed his eyes and took his mind back.

‘The first night,’ he said, ‘I dreamt we were hugging each other and kissing. She felt so lovely and soft in my arms. I could imagine her breasts pressing into my chest.’

‘I was hard from the start and had begun stroking my cock immediately. I was getting so worked up. Then I imagined that I had put one hand up between us and rested it over her breast. I could only imagine what that would have felt like, but it was enough to tip me over the edge.’

As Lewis massaged all over the front of his shorts again, Ollie continued, ‘My feeling went through the roof and I shot a great jet of cum. I could hardly stop myself screaming out as a wonderful sensation surged through me. My cum rose up in the air and crashed down on my stomach. I lay there for ages savouring what I had felt.’

As Lewis massaged and then held his cock, Ollie gave a lovely happy moan. Then he said, ‘I had to wriggle over to the side of the bed and reach for a hanky to mop it all up. I couldn’t get to sleep for ages running all the sensations through my mind.’

As Lewis massaged on up over his stomach, he asked, ‘How far did your dream get the next night?’ Whilst he massaged up Ollies chest he said, ‘I got into bed and within seconds I was stiff. I got hold of my cock and started stroking it. I dreamt we had kissed once more, and I’d put my hand on her breast.’

‘My cock was throbbing like mad, and the feelings were even better than the night before. I dreamt I’d moved my hand up inside her top and I was resting my hand over her bra. My cock felt as if it might burst. I moved my hand around her back and undid her bra. Then as I moved my hand back to her front, I was so excited at the thought of actually touching her bare breast I shot my load again. This time there seemed to be even more cum.’

Lewis reached his head and told him to turn over. Ollie had to hold his cock flat as he turned. Putting his hands on his shoulders, Lewis asked, ‘So did it get even better the next night.’

As he moved down his back Ollie told him, ‘The next night I dreamt we kissed, then I took her top things off. I could see her breasts in her bra, Then, she took my top off too and we hugged.’

‘I reached behind her and undid her bra, then I stepped back and took it off. I stood looking at her lovely breasts. I smiled at her and leaned forward and kissed them. They were so soft. I reached out and put my hands on them, one hand on each. As I felt their softness in my hands my cock gave a mighty throb and shot out its biggest load of cum yet. The feeling that flowed through me as I fired was wonderful.’

Part way through, Lewis had reached his shorts and massaged over both cheeks at the same time making Ollie cry out. As he finished Lewis returned to his waist and slid his hand down inside his shorts. As Ollie felt his hand directly on his cheek, he cried out ecstatically and lifted his hips up.

Lewis took hold of his waistband and slid them down to below his cheeks. Then placing a hand on each cheek, he massaged them all over accompanied by loud wails of delight from Ollie. Then he rested one hand over the crack and let his index finger go down between his cheeks intending to slide his hand up along the crack.

As he pressed his index finger down between Ollies cheeks and the tops of his thighs, Ollie cried out again, ‘Stop, stop.’ Then he said, ‘Something’s pushing into my bum, it hurts so much.’ Lewis had taken his hand away the minute he cried stop.

‘Turn over,’ he said. Ollie turned over, he looked frightened. ‘Sit up.’ Lewis told him. He held him tight. Ollie put his head on his shoulder and his arms around him. ‘Please sort me out,’ he said, ‘It’s frightening me.’

Lewis held him for a while then told him to lie down again. Ollies shorts were down at the front enough to uncover a lot of his hairs. His cock had gone soft so the bulge in his shorts was just a large low lump.

‘I think we are close to being relaxed enough to look seriously at your problem,’ Lewis told him. ‘I’m going to go down your front and back up once more. When I reach your waist, I’ll go inside your shorts and if you feel relaxed enough, lift your hips so we can get rid of them.’

Lewis put his hands on his head, started massaging and asked, ‘Tell me everything you know about Vincent.’ As he moved down onto his chest, Ollie told him, ‘He’s twenty-two, good looking, a few inches taller than me and slim.’ Reaching his stomach he asked, ‘What is his job?’ ‘He works in a shop I think,’ Ollie answered, ‘I don’t know what sort.’

‘Does he ever have visitors to the flat?’ Lewis asked as he reached his waist. As he ran his fingers through the exposed part of his hairs, Ollie lifted his hips immediately. Lewis slid his shorts down to his ankles.

Returning to his waist, Lewis massaged his hairs again, this time all of them, then lifted up his soft cock and stroked it. In seconds it was hard and standing up firmly. As it throbbed in his hand, Lewis saw that it was slightly thicker than his own plus about an inch longer.

In amidst the lovely feelings he was getting, Ollie managed to answer, ‘He had a girl stay the night once, and his dad stays over whenever he visits.’ he said.

As Lewis massaged Ollies balls and down his groins it made it wave about all over the place. When Lewis moved on down his thighs, Ollie said, ‘That felt lovely. No one has ever seen my cock erect before, let alone touched it. Why isn’t it bothering me?’