Chapter 4: Colm the Colossus

As Danny moved down onto his shoulders Colm began, ‘I left school at sixteen. I lived in Ireland at the time. There weren’t enough jobs to go round so I moved over here. I stayed in a hostel in Liverpool at first then I got a job labouring on a building site. Six months later I managed to get a job in a hotel and had a room in the staff wing.’

‘I decided I liked hotel work, but three months after I started the place went bust and everyone lost their jobs. Because I hadn’t been there long enough, I didn’t get any severance pay. I didn’t even get paid for my last week’s work.’

As Danny massaged over his hard stomach, Colm continued, ‘I manged to get a reference off the head waiter before we all left, so I went into the nearest hotel down the road and asked if they had any vacancies. The manager interviewed me, then said he couldn’t use me but if I was prepared to move elsewhere, he would check if any of their other hotels wanted me.’

Danny had moved up onto the front of his trousers and felt no reaction from Colm. As he massaged down over his soft cock which felt quite large, Colm just kept talking.

‘I told him I didn’t care where I worked, so he looked on the computer and came up with the hotel here. They told him that if he thought I was ok, I could start with them as a waiter in two days’ time.’

‘So, I hitch hiked over here and started. I’ve been there for two and a half years now. As Danny moved down his legs he asked, ‘How did your parents react to you moving away from home and going abroad.’

‘They expected it,’ Colm told him, ‘Thanks to generations of church control, Ireland has always had more people than the country can possibly house or provide jobs for. That’s why the Irish are famous for labouring on just about every major construction project around the world.’

As he started back up from his feet Danny asked, ‘Why labouring particularly?’ ‘The church used to control the schools too,’ Colm said. ‘Most teachers where either nuns or priests. So, you learnt very little apart from how to be a good Catholic. Fortunately for Irelands future, people are starting to wake up to how they have been used. Even so, it’ll take generations to get rid of it altogether.’

As he moved back over the front of his trousers Danny asked, ‘How did you get on with the other boys at school?’ ‘Pretty well with most of them,’ he said, ‘Although there were a few of the very brainwashed who took it as a personal insult if you ever questioned anything about religion.’

As Danny reached his waist Colm grinned at him, ‘That gave me a lovely feeling.’ he said. ‘Good,’ Danny said, ‘That you can enjoy it shows how much you are relaxing with me.’ As he moved back up his chest he asked, ‘Who were your best friends at school?’ ‘I had a few good friends,’ he said, ‘But there was only one that I’d call a best friend. That was Connor.’

‘Can you describe him to me by comparing him to yourself?’ Danny asked. ‘He was the same height as me,’ Colm said, ‘But slimmer. He had black hair and had more padding than me. He was always happy and even though he was strong on religion, he never took offence when I expressed my views.’

As Danny finished massaging his head, he took his hands off and said, ‘You’re doing great. In a moment I want you to turn over and I’ll go down your back again.’ He explained the body and mind link and said, ‘The massaging you have enjoyed so far will be even better on the skin, so if you feel comfortable doing so, before you turn over, take your top things off.’

Colm sat up immediately and pulled his things off. Danny saw red hair on his chest as he lay back down and turned over. ‘Well done,’ Danny said. He put his hands back on his head. When he moved down onto Colm’s bare shoulders, Colm said, ‘You’re right, it is much nicer on the skin.’

‘Was there any part of Connors body you would swop for your own?’ Danny asked as he massaged down his muscular back. Connor thought for a few moments, then said, ‘No nothing.’ Then he added, ‘Certainly not his cock.’ ‘Why was that?’ Danny asked grinning. ‘He was only a third of my size.’ Colm said.

‘How do you know that?’ Danny asked as he massaged over his trousers. ‘I saw him often when we got changed for sports,’ Colm said. ‘He always looked enviously at mine. It was a standing joke between us.’ As he moved down his legs Danny asked, ‘Was the difference just as much when you were both hard?’ ‘Yes,’ Colm said without thinking, then realising what he had done he said, ‘Oops.’

‘Don’t worry about it,’ Danny said, ‘Lots of teenagers experiment with their best pals.’ As he started back up his legs Colm asked, ‘If you don’t mind me asking, have you?’ ‘No, I don’t mind, and yes,’ Danny told him, ‘So have lots of the ones I’ve counselled. I’ll bet Connor was delighted when he got to hold yours wasn’t he?’ ‘Yes,’ Colm said not seeming bothered about it. ‘I’ve never seen such a happy expression on anyone’s face before or since.’

‘Not even when he fired you?’ Danny asked. ‘How did you know that?’ Colm asked. ‘Experience, both from counselling and my own experiences.’ Danny told him. Colm digested that then said, ‘I didn’t notice, I was too busy enjoying it.’

Danny had passed over his cheeks with no reaction and started up his back. ‘Did you fire Connor too?’ he asked. ‘Yes,’ he replied right away, ‘But it felt so strange feeling it hard and throbbing in my hand yet being so small.’ ‘Connor would have felt the same, but the opposite way round.’ Danny said. ‘I suppose so,’ Colm said, ‘I hadn’t thought of that.’

Massaging his head, he took his hands off and told him to turn over. ‘You’re doing well,’ Danny said smiling at him, ‘You seem very much at ease with me already. Yes, it’s odd.’ Colm said, ‘I’m not particularly shy, but it’s not something I would normally dream of telling anyone about. Yet it seemed so easy to do with you.’

‘I’m going to go down your front again,’ Danny told him. ‘When I reach your waist, unless you say stop, I’ll undo your trousers. That will release pressure round your waist and help you relax even more. It will also mean I can offer you even more relaxing options when I next go down your back.’

‘Ok,’ Colm said. Then he added, ‘Would it be any easier if I strip to my shorts?’ ‘Yes,’ Danny said, ‘It would be a big step forward if you feel relaxed enough.’ Colm sat up so Danny stood up. Colm got up and took his trousers off. He lay back down and made himself comfortable. He was wearing a pair of light grey shorts which showed his cock as a soft but bulky bulge.

Massaging his head, Danny asked, ‘How old were you and Connor the first time you held each other erect?’ ‘Fifteen.’ he answered. ‘Where did it happen?’ Danny asked as he massaged his shoulders and moved on to his chest. ‘In the garden shed at mine,’ he said. ‘We’d been doing the garden for mum for some pocket money.’

‘How did it happen?’ Danny asked as he massaged his stomach. ‘We were putting things away,’ Colm said, ‘Conner told me he’d had a weird dream last night. What was it? I asked only part interested.’ ‘I dreamt I had hold of your cock,’ he said. ‘It swelled up hard and I fired you.’

‘Really?’ I said interested now, ‘How did you feel about it?’ ‘Strange,’ he said, ‘But very excited. I got very worked up and fired myself.’ ‘I’ve never been fired by someone else,’ I said, ‘I suppose it would feel quite nice.’ I thought for a moment and said, ‘Would you want to try it in real life?’ He went red in the face and said, ‘Yes, I’d love to. Actually, the dream came to me a week ago and I’ve dreamt it every night since.’ Danny had massaged over the front of his shorts as he was speaking. Passing over his still soft cock, he felt it grow a little. Whether that was his massage or thinking about Connor he couldn’t tell.

Danny glanced at Colm who gave him a grin. As he went down his legs he asked, ‘So what happened?’ ‘I told him to close the shed door, then I said, ‘If you want to you can fire me, but you have to take my trousers and shorts down yourself.’ I thought that if I made him do that, I would be sure that he really wanted to do it.’