Chapter 8: Boxers Without Their Boxers

‘We changed places.’ Lee continued. ‘I got up and Ryan stretched out on the bed. Lying flat on his back it looked like the Blackpool Tower was standing up between his legs.’

‘I sat on the side where he had and played with it. It felt marvellous, I could get both hands round it at once. Even then there was some of it sticking up past my hands. His balls were enormous too.’

‘I copied what he had done, played with his balls with one hand and stroked his cock with the other. My hand seemed to move miles as I stroked it. Ryan had closed his eyes and his face looked very happy.’

‘Although I was soft, he had rested his hand over my cock. That felt lovely too. He must have been even more worked up after firing me because it didn’t seem as long before he was calling out.’

‘I felt his cock swell in my grip, and he stiffened up all over. Then as he cried out in ecstasy, his cock in my hand felt like it was alive as it shot out three great jets of cum. He kept up his happy cry from just before he started shooting, until after he had finished.’

‘I didn’t say anything, but I couldn’t help noticing that he didn’t shoot as high as me. Neither was the lake on his chest as big. That made me feel a bit better somehow. I mopped up his cum, then he got up and took it all to the bathroom.’

Lee suddenly became aware that all the lovely feelings he had been describing were actually flowing through him at that moment. He glanced down to see Lewis’s hand sliding rapidly up and down his cock.

As he saw it and digested it, his feeling hit him. As he stiffened up, he cried out, ‘Lewis, I’m coming.’ Then he screamed as such a lovely sensation surged through him. At the same time a jet of cum shot out and soared up in the air. Lewis kept moving on his cock until it stopped flowing, then slowed down and stopped.

He kept it in his hand until it had shrunk, then laid it gently in his hairs. Lee smiled up at him, ‘That was brilliant.’ he said. ‘Finish your story,’ Lewis told him, ‘Then I’ll mop you up.’

‘When he came back,’ Lee said, ‘We were both hanging limp between our legs. We stood and looked at each other. Then Ryan reached out and took hold of my cock in one hand. ‘You do the same,’ he said. ‘When we had hold of each other, he looked me straight in the eye and said, ‘We have always been good and close friends. What we have just shared has been very special. We now have a very unique bond between us. Even if we never do it again, we’ll always remember and treasure it.’

‘It hadn’t occurred to me that we might repeat it. I felt excited at the idea. It certainly fuelled a few dreams afterwards. We got dressed then, and I went home.’

‘Well done for sharing that with me,’ Lewis told him. He slipped out from under his head and fetched some tissue. Returning he mopped his chest, then washed and dried it. Picking up his cock, he peeled the foreskin back and wiped the tip.

Lees happy shiver and cry showed how much he had enjoyed that. Lewis watched his foreskin swallow his tip once more, then laid it back down in its nest.

‘Ok,’ Lewis said, ‘We may or may not need to return to talk about any other experiences with Ryan, but for now I want you to tell me everything that happened about the man at work.’

‘After the session with Ryan,’ Lee said, ‘I had enjoyed it so much I couldn’t stop dreaming about it. Over a period, my dreams extended considerably and although I still had dreams about girls at school, it was really only fifty-fifty. I had started to decide I was odd. Then after I toughened up and had the four girlfriends, I felt ok for a while, thinking I was growing out of it.’

‘I dreamt about the sex for ages, but then I started to realise I’d lost three of them after having sex just once and Lorna after just two. I started to convince myself I was either useless at it, or my cock was too small. That’s when I started dreaming about doing things with Ryan again.’

‘Then we got a new chap at work. He’s around my age and he’s always happy. He says hello whenever I see him and when he stops to speak, I always feel at ease with him. He’s tall and slim, no muscles at all. I started to have dreams about him at night.’

‘Has he ever given you any indication he fancies you, either as a lover or a friend?’ Lewis asked. ‘Oh no,’ he said, ‘He’s never even suggested having a drink together, it’s all in my mind.’

‘Last week I had had some real humdingers of dreams featuring him, so I decided I’d get away for the weekend. I came up to visit Derek and the family. I arrived Friday evening.’

‘They don’t have a spare room, so I’ve always bunked in with Derek on previous occasions. It’s never been any problem before, so everything went as usual.’

‘When we got into bed, it was a warm night so we were both just wearing shorts. Derek as you know is skinny, so as he had done before he was admiring my build and saying how he wished he had more muscles. I demonstrated swelling my arms up for him and he took hold of my biceps whilst I did it.’

‘Neither of us thought anything of it. We got into bed, chatted for a bit then settled down to sleep.’ ‘That sounds innocent enough,’ Lewis said with a grin.

‘It wasn’t,’ Lee said sounding down, ‘I had been having an awful dream about him before I woke up, but then it got worse. I woke up to find Derek lying on his back asleep with his hands by his side.’

‘I had my head on the pillow right up against him, but my hand was resting on his cock. As I came to, my own cock swelled up and stuck out, touching Derek’s hand.’

‘What did you do?’ Lewis asked. ‘I froze,’ Lee said, ‘I was terrified he’d wake up and find me holding his cock. I started to lift my hand up off his cock as slowly as I could with the intention of turning over away from him.’

‘He must have disturbed slightly, sensed the touch of my cock against his hand and took hold of it. I started throbbing in his grip I felt sure it would wake him at any moment.’

‘I finally lifted my hand clear of him and put it behind me. Now my only worry was Derek waking up, finding he had hold of my cock and being upset. I started easing away from him a millimetre at a time.’

‘I hadn’t moved far, when he did a stretch in his sleep. As I froze again, he let go of my cock and turned over towards me. Before I could move, he had his arm around my shoulders. That felt rather nice, and I didn’t think it would be a problem. I must have relaxed and fallen asleep.’

‘When I woke up in the morning, we were back-to-back with a gap in between us. As we were getting up, we sat up in bed. I asked Derek how he had slept. ‘Like a log,’ he said, ‘I’m dead to the world when I’m asleep.’

‘I was so relieved, then I thought, ‘What if my dream had been more explicit. What if I hadn’t realised that I was dreaming. What if I had done something terrible to him in my sleep?’

‘I couldn’t cope, I burst into tears.’ ‘How did Derek react?’ Lewis asked. ‘He moved up alongside me and put his arm around me to comfort me.’ Then he asked me, ‘What’s up.’ ‘That made me cry even more. I can’t tell you I said. It’s too terrible and too embarrassing. I had an awful dream.’

‘Was it just a bad dream?’ he asked, ‘Or did you have a bad dream because you were worrying about other things?’ ‘I thought he sounded so grown up. I told him I’d been doing a lot of worrying but it wasn’t anything that I could tell anyone about.’

‘He gave me a hug and said, ‘It’s not a problem, I know someone who can sort your problem out for you no matter what it is. The only problem is whether he can do it whilst you’re here this weekend. Would you like me to find out?’

‘I was so upset at what I considered a near escape for Derek, I would have agreed to anything. I said, ‘Yes please.’ He told me he’d call in at lunch time and ask. Then he sent a text to say I was booked in with his friend Lewis at five o’clock. ‘If he can’t sort it out for you, no one can,’ he told me. ‘So here I am.’