Chapter 2: An Experience for Tom

Monday night Danny had texted Tom to ask if he was free to move the cone camera. At six he had had a reply saying just finished, ‘Shall I come now?’ He arrived at Danny’s ten minutes later. They drove to the woods and dismantled it.

Returning to Danny’s, they stored it in the garage. ‘I wonder who it will save next?’ Tom said. They went into Danny’s for a coffee. ‘I hope you don’t mind me asking you to help move it,’ Danny said. ‘I don’t want to ask mum, the less she knows about what I get up to the better. She’d only worry.’ ‘I don’t mind,’ Tom told him, ‘In fact I’m delighted. I like spending time with you. It’s strange, just knowing that I can ask you anything at all is so comforting.’

‘I’m pleased to hear that,’ Danny said, ‘So what do you want to ask me?’ Tom grinned, ‘Am I that obvious?’ he asked. Danny just smiled. ‘Is your mum definitely out?’ Tom asked. When Danny confirmed she was, he said, ‘Last Friday, I was with Lewis. I arrested a man who was raping his nephew.’

‘When we went in, he was still at it. The lad was screaming out in pain. I dragged him off him.’ ‘Well done,’ Danny said, ‘So what’s the question.’ ‘I’ve had some bad dreams about it after hearing him, and then seeing what was being done to him,’ Tom said. ‘But if I’ve understood correctly, there are people who do that voluntarily and enjoy it. I just can’t see how you could enjoy anything so painful.’

‘Well, let’s look at last Friday first,’ Danny said. ‘Did Lewis have his radio alarm in the room?’ ‘Yes,’ Tom said sounding puzzled at the question. ‘Ok,’ Danny said, ‘I can’t be certain, but I suspect that Lewis had told the victim to show as much pain and suffering as he could.’

‘Really?’ Tom said astonished. ‘That never occurred to me. Isn’t that a bit like planting evidence.’ ‘No, not at all,’ Danny said. ‘When the victim was first attacked, it would have been as painful as it sounded on Friday.’

‘But with regular attacks, it would have got less painful as he got used to it. Even though I have no doubt it was still very painful. So, all Lewis would have done is to ask him to act as if it was the first time. After all, that’s what the court should really hear surely.’ ‘I suppose so,’ Tom said.

‘Now, imagine you were naked and bending over this table. Imagine that I didn’t like you and couldn’t care a dam how much I hurt you. Then I shoved my erect cock up your bum with as much force as I could. Can you imagine how much that would hurt.’

Tom shuddered at the thought and looked quite pale. ‘I did the other night,’ he said. Then he added quickly, ‘But not your cock of course.’ ‘Well, it would hurt,’ Danny said, ‘But not because I had put my cock up your bum.’ Tom looked puzzled. ‘It would hurt not because of what I did, but because of how I did it.’ Tom still looked puzzled.

‘The reason it would hurt is because my cock would probably be a bigger diameter than the diameter of your bum in its normal state. The skin of my cock would be dry. The inside of your bum would be dry. So, the two surfaces rubbing against each other would be like sandpaper. Doing it fast would force your bum to stretch to fit my cock. That would be painful. My cock being pushed in fast and forcibly would make the pain even worse. You can understand all that can’t you?’

‘Yes,’ Tom said, ‘But... ‘ ‘Wait, hear me out.’ Danny said stopping him. ‘Now, just imagine for one wild moment that you and I were going to do that through choice. Think about it, then tell me what of all the things I have just described, you don’t think I would do.’

Tom thought about it, then he said, ‘Well, I suppose you would be more considerate and push in slowly and gently.’ ‘Exactly,’ Danny said. ‘Again, it’s not what you do, but how you do it. Even so it would still be painful. But just suppose that I rubbed oil all over my cock first. Just suppose that I squirted some oil up your bum so that all the surfaces inside you were covered in oil. Just suppose that instead of forcing you to do it, you wanted me to do it.’

‘I would put the tip of my oily cock up against the opening to your oily bum. But I wouldn’t push it in until you said, ‘Yes, go ahead.’ Just suppose that then I pushed very, very slowly and gently so that my cock slid into you just like a large poo going in reverse. Your bum would stretch naturally as it’s meant to do and because it would slide along in the oil it would feel just as painless.’

‘As I pulled out and pushed in, instead of pain you would just feel my cock sliding nicely and gently in and out of you. Now, imagine that is happening and tell me what the feeling I was getting would be similar to.’

As Tom looked blank, Danny said, ‘Think where you dream each night that you are putting your cock.’ It still took a few moments for the penny to drop. ‘A vagina,’ he exclaimed. ‘Really?’

‘Yes,’ Danny said. ‘The person whose cock it was, would feel a similar sensation to being in a vagina. Although being in a vagina would be ten times better. The person who’s bum it was, they would experience something similar to what a woman would feel.’

‘And, on the assumption it was something you would only do with someone you felt very close to and considered very special, the close contact would be very special and very enjoyable.’

Tom went quiet again. Danny guessed what was coming next, so he remained silent waiting. Tom was clearly struggling to get his words together. ‘Remember what you said earlier,’ Danny said, ‘You can ask me anything.’

‘How can you be so sure?’ Tom asked. ‘About the feelings and the pain, I mean.’ Danny grinned at him. ‘Because I’ve experienced it.’ he replied. Tom looked amazed and was lost for words. ‘You remember I said you should have told Phillip about your dream?’ Danny said. ‘If you had and he had had similar dreams about you, he would have told you. It’s not certain but it’s very likely that you would have looked at each other erect and almost certainly fired each other.’

‘When you found how much you enjoyed it, you would have repeated it. Then you may well have sucked each other. If you kept doing things together, sooner or later you could very likely have tried putting your cocks up each other’s bums. Not with force, but with care, consideration, and consent, because you loved each other as close friends.’

‘Then you would graduate to girlfriends and once you had made love, your desires would continue in that direction. Your past experiences would just become happy memories which would gradually fade away.’

‘That’s amazing,’ Tom said. ‘Can I ask which one you tried?’ ‘Both,’ Danny said. ‘Apart from them being enjoyable, the experience has given me a knowledge and an understanding which is of great help whenever I am counselling anyone. Life and education after all, is just a succession of experiences. Preferably happy ones.’

‘That’s incredible,’ Tom said, ‘I never would have guessed.’ ‘Like all experiences,’ Danny said, ‘It becomes part of you, but it doesn’t show.’

As he had been listening to Danny’s descriptions, and thinking about it, Tom had noticed a strange feeling inside himself. When he stopped to analyse it, he was shocked to discover that he was actually imagining him and Danny doing it together.

‘Was what you said about me and Phillip how you came to try it?’ Tom asked. ‘No,’ Danny said. ‘Like your victim on Friday, I was raped by force.’ Tom was horrified, ‘Oh, I’m so sorry,’ he said, ‘I shouldn’t have asked.’

‘It’s ok,’ Danny said, ‘I don’t mind you knowing. After all I know all your secrets. I was lucky,’ Danny told him. ‘A friend introduced me to a counsellor who got rid of it for me. Do you know how?’ Tom was fascinated and shook his head. ‘The counsellor told me that if I let someone go up my bum gently and with my full agreement, I would enjoy it. It would also wipe the attack out of my mind for good.’

‘Just like you trusted me with information about you, I had come to trust him completely. As I didn’t know anyone else close enough to ask, I asked him to do it for me. He did and he was right. I enjoyed it and it did wipe the attack out of my mind for good. If I ever think about anything going up my bum now, it is him that I remember happily. Not my attacker.’

‘That in a nutshell is how I came to get into counselling. Without it, we wouldn’t be here now.’ Tom got up and came round to him. He sat at his side and put his arms around him. As he hugged him, Tom said, ‘I’m so sorry about it, but I feel very special that you felt able to tell me.’