Chapter 4: Happy Feelings For Steven

Lewis moved on over his shoulders, then briefly on his head before telling him to turn over.

When he settled on his back, Steven noticed the front of his shorts had moved down a little so that the top of his hairs where showing. To his amazement that didn’t bother him.

Lewis smiled at him and asked, ‘Can you remember the unanswered question?’ Steven looked him directly in the face and said, ‘Yes, I can, and yes, I do.’ ‘Well done,’ Lewis told him, ‘I’ll bet you’ve never told anyone else that before.’ ‘No, I haven’t,’ Steven said, ‘And up to a short while ago I would have said I never could.’

‘Because we’ve leapt forward so much,’ Lewis said, ‘I’m going to do your front twice. Then I think we will be close to being able to sort it all out.’

He massaged the front of his head, then as he moved to his shoulders, he asked, ‘Do you fire every time you dream about Cheryl?’ Steven went red and answered, ‘Yes.’ ‘That’s perfectly normal,’ Lewis said. ‘All teenage boys have dreams like that. Me included.’

‘Have you ever had a sleep over or shared a bed with anyone for any reason?’ Lewis asked, then he added, ‘Excluding your uncle of course.’ Steven looked at him surprised, ‘You really do know, don’t you?’ Lewis just nodded at him. ‘We’ll deal with that very soon.’ he said.

‘No never,’ Steven said returning to the question. ‘When boys have close friends in their teens,’ Lewis told him as he massaged his chest, ‘It’s very common for them to have sexual experiments with each other. I’m assuming you never had that experience until it was forced on you.’

‘So, if my massage on your front and my next questions make you erect, I want you to remember that being erect is a very natural thing. It is something that happens to all boys, even me,’ he added with a grin. ‘So, I want you to try and relax and let it happen.’

As he massaged his stomach, he continued, ‘If you can, it will be a compliment to me as to how relaxed you have become with me. It will also help you a lot when you come to talk about your problem. Ok?’ ‘Ok. I’ll try,’ Steven said. ‘You know you said about most boys... ‘ ‘Yes, I did,’ Lewis told him with a grin, ‘And my pal and I thoroughly enjoyed it.’

As he massaged over the front of his shorts, Lewis told him, ‘Like you I had a dream about another boy. But because he was my close pal, I told him about it. He then told me that he had had a similar dream about me. So, we decided to make our dreams come true.’

‘Wow,’ Steven said, ‘It’s hard to imagine it being a pleasure.’ ‘That’s because you have had a very bad initiation into sex,’ Lewis told him, ‘But were going to change all that.’

As he passed over Steven’s cock, he could feel it was a reasonable size although it was still soft. As he moved down onto the front of his thigh, Steven asked him, ‘How did you know I had had a dream about a boy?’

‘Because you are a boy,’ Lewis said, ‘And it’s fairly unlikely that you wouldn’t have done at some time or other. Can you tell me about it?’ ‘It was when I first came to this school,’ he said. ‘I was twelve and had started erecting and playing with myself at night.’

‘One of the boys in my form seems very like me, quiet and shy. I often felt like talking to him but couldn’t. Then one night as I stiffened up, I started to wonder what it would be like if we had a sleep over and shared a bed.’

‘I imagined we were holding each other and could feel each other’s cocks erect and flexing in our shorts. Then after a while, I dreamt we had taken them of and held each other. Soon I was dreaming I was looking at it and he was looking at me. Then we fired each other.’

‘If you hadn’t been too shy to make friends with him,’ Lewis told him, ‘You might well have actually done that.’ As Lewis reached the bottom of his shorts, he could see that Stevens cock had stiffened up a bit thinking about his dreams. As Lewis’s hands massaged over it, it swelled considerably and as he glanced at his face, he saw Steven had gone red.

‘Does that feel nice?’ Lewis asked. ‘Yes,’ he admitted. ‘Good,’ Lewis said. ‘When you do something like this you should be happy about it. You should feel safe with the other person. Above all you should both agree to what you are doing. Then it will give you a lot of pleasure. That’s how everything connected to sex should be. Not as it has been for you up to now.’

As he moved up his chest, he asked, ‘So when did your dreams about Cheryl push your imaginary pal out of it?’ ‘About six months later.’ ‘Have you had any more about him?’ Lewis asked. ‘A very occasional one,’ Steven admitted, ‘But it’s mainly Cheryl now.’

Reaching his head, Lewis took his hands off and looked at him. He lay there looking relaxed, despite the top of his hairs showing and a good tent pole in his shorts. ‘Looking at you there, relaxed, tells me we’re nearly there.’ Lewis said.

‘This time when I go down your front, I’ll do the same with the waist of your shorts as I did with the back. If I massage inside and you feel ready, lift your hips and I’ll slip your shorts off out of the way. If I do that, I’ll then go from your feet to your head massaging every single inch.’

‘When I get to your head you will be ready to help me solve your problem. Are you ready to try?’ ‘Yes.’ Steven said sounding eager. Lewis massaged his head and as he moved down onto his shoulders he asked, ‘When you dream about Cheryl, in your dream do you take her to bed and make love to her?’ He noticed the tent pole move as Steven thought about it. ‘Yes, I used to,’ he said. ‘I haven’t had any nice dreams for the past two months.’ ‘And did you fire every single time you had those dreams?’ Lewis asked as he massaged over his stomach.

‘Yes,’ Steven said as he thought back to those happier days. Lewis massaged over the front of his shorts and over the tent pole which flexed about happily at his touch. Steven’s face showed he was enjoying the feeling.

‘Is the feeling you are getting now similar to what you felt in your dream about your imaginary pal?’ he asked. ‘No,’ Steven said grinning at him, ‘It’s much better.’

Lewis massaged back up to his waist and took hold of the top of his shorts. He paused and looked at Steven’s face. It looked very happy and as he smiled at Lewis his mouth remained closed. Lewis lifted the front up and started to slide one hand down over his furthest hip and onto his thigh.

As it passed the tent pole, the side of his hand slid against it. Steven let out a howl of absolute delight at the feeling. It was the first time that anyone had ever given him pleasure by touching his cock. Then as Lewis brought his hand back up and across through his hairs, he made more happy sounds.

Then when Lewis’s hand went down his other leg, he found he was waiting anxiously for the touch of Lewis’s hand on his cock. As soon as it made contact, he let out another cry of joy. Lewis moved his hand over into the middle. His palm pressed Stevens cock flat on his abdomen. His fingers cupped between his legs and touched his balls. Then just as he started to slide his hand up the underside of his cock, Steven lifted his hips up.

Lewis stopped moving his hand. Then keeping his cock flat, he used his other hand to pull his shorts down. Once past Stevens balls, he let go and used both hands to slide his shorts down and off over his feet.

As soon as he took his hand off his cock, it sprang upright and waved about enjoying its freedom. Steven lay there with a smile on his face. He was amazed to feel so at ease lying there not only naked but erect, but it felt wonderful.

Lewis started massaging his ankles. ‘I’m going up to your head now,’ he said. ‘No questions, so just relax and enjoy.’ As he moved up his legs Stevens cock waved around in excitement. Then as he moved up his thighs it really did a dance. Steven had closed his eyes and was lying with a big beam on his face. As Lewis neared the top of his thighs, he drew his knees up and apart.