Dura et Pulsans II
 Continuum

By: Rick Masters
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Chapter 3

"My folks gave me a choice of this room or one upstairs, but before I could make a decision dad took me aside and asked me to choose this room, so that he could have a study upstairs. Mum wanted the guest room upstairs too. But this is the room I was going to choose anyway. I have a shower and toilet here," Daffyd opened a door to a small en-suite bathroom. "And I have my own entrance too." Daffyd showed me a door in the far wall of his room that led out into the front yard.

"This is so cool. It's a really big house; your dad must be important to the company," I said.

"I think he has made himself important to them by uncovering the dishonest managers at the factory. Do you want to get in a shower before bed? I'll let you go first," Daffyd asked.

"We could go together if you want. After all, it's not like we haven't showered together before," I suggested.

"I was hoping you would say that," Daffyd replied and began stripping off.

"Don't you want to close your curtains first?" I asked, looking through the window onto the street. "I know it is a cul-de-sac, but there are another nine houses on it and one of them might just be out for a walk."

"If you insist!" Daffyd said. He walked over to the window and drew the curtain and then pulled off his jeans, leaving him standing in just his briefs. A few moments later I was also in just my briefs and pulled them down before Daffyd got his down. I folded all my clothes and put them in a pile on his dresser.

"Uhm, I didn't bring a towel with me," I informed him.

"You could have told me that before I took my clothes off," Daffyd said, beginning to pull his jeans back on without his briefs.

"Be careful of the zip," I warned.

Daffyd gave me a rude gesture and left the room. I could just make out the sounds as he climbed the stairs and then some muffled talk, probably as he explained to his mum or dad that he was getting a towel for me to use. A few minutes after he left he returned with a towel and handed it to me. I had just stayed naked and sat on his bed waiting for him. It did not take him long to be rid of his jeans again and the two of us stepped through the door into his bathroom. The shower did not have a cubicle and just sprayed onto the floor which sloped down to the drain. However, unlike the school showers where you had these wooden racks to stand on, the floor of his shower was stone that had a rough texture to give the feet a grip. Daffyd turned the water on and let it run a bit before he began to adjust the hot and cold to get it to a suitable temperature. He gestured for me to join him under the spray and I stepped up close to him.

"I didn't think to get you a face cloth. We can share this one if that's okay," he told me. I agreed. I could hardly ask him to dry off and pull jeans on again and go back upstairs just for a wash cloth. However, I was a bit put out when he proceeded to wet the cloth and use a bar of soap to build a nice lather on it, thinking that as his guest he should have offered it to me first. But then he turned and began to wash my chest and I just stood there and let him do it. I found that act more comforting than anything else. "Ever since I helped you get the cum off you that day I have wanted to do this with you. I got so much out of washing you then and I needed to see if I felt the same again now. I do. I don't know if I'm a homo or maybe bi-sexual, but I do know that I have feelings for you that I don't have for any other person that I know," Daffyd said softly.

Smoothing lather over my chest had got my nipples standing firm and sent a tingling to my cock, which was showing that I was enjoying what he was doing to me. From my chest he moved on and did each arm and then asked me to turn around so that he could do my back. That extended over my bum and down my legs. Still from behind me he washed the front of my legs and slowly moved up till his arms encircled my hips and his hand began to stroke my hard cock. As he was doing that his hard cock was pressing into the crack of my bum which was still soaped up and I began to move to rub against his cock.

"I hadn't thought of fucking you, you know. I think that needs us to be in a different relationship than we are in at the moment," Daffyd said.

"I wasn't thinking of that either. I was just trying to help you a bit while you are helping me, and the feel of your cock stroking my crack is very nice too,"

"So, you don't mind me doing this to you without asking?" Daffyd asked.

"I've dreamt of having a guy do this sort of thing to me since I started puberty. Believe me, I don't mind at all," I answered.

"Good, because I kind of like it too. If you are okay with it, I'm going to shoot all over your back soon with the way you're rubbing me with your bum," Daffyd said.

"Do you want to cum that way, or would you like me to do something different, like sucking you?" I asked.

"This time, I'll cum this way. It's a new experience. We'll have other opportunities to suck," Daffyd said, confirming that this was not going to be a one night stand if he had anything to do with it.

"You know, I actually liked sucking the guys' cocks. I just didn't like the way they made me do it," I told Daffyd.

"I thought that even when we were being so shit to you, although I never did anything about it. I liked it when I sucked your cock too. And I like the taste of cum. I've tried my own a bit since then," Daffyd admitted to me.

I could feel my orgasm getting close and began to pump my hips, pushing my cock into Daffyd's fisted hands. This increased the movement of his cock on my bum and clearly added to his pleasure as he began to groan a bit. Daffyd moved one hand off my shaft and started to fondle my balls, which were already drawing in tight. As he fondled my balls he also managed to get a finger massaging my perineum. Between his cock rubbing over my bum and his fist working my cock I couldn't hold off any longer and with some massive jerks I began to shoot my cum out to splash against the shower wall and dribble down the tiles. As my own movements slowed down, Daffyd began humping my butt and moments later he began to spray his cum over my back and rub it in with his stomach. When his orgasm began to wane he pulled me into his body with a tight hug and held me.

We stayed like that for a while, each enjoying the closeness, when Daffyd pulled back and began to apologise. "I'm so sorry; I didn't mean to do that." I felt him rubbing he face cloth against the back of my head.

"What the hell are you talking about? This was very special. What's there to be sorry for?" I asked, beginning to turn around.

"I got cum in your hair," Daffyd said, clearly upset.

"So? It's not the first time and probably will not be the last time. I don't see what you're so worried about." I said, mystified by this sudden change.

"The four cuntets got cum in your hair, and I know you didn't like it then," Daffyd said. He had also started to use the name I had given them.

"It wasn't so much that they got cum in my hair as that they wouldn't let me clean it off and paraded me around like their living cum rag," I explained. "Here it's going to be washed out before we finish our shower, and I'm not going to be degraded by it."

"That's a relief. I was really worried," Daffyd said. "I really don't want to hurt you in any way. And that's not just because of the threat from Gavin."

"And that is the difference. Those four couldn't care a monkey's crotch piece about how I felt. In fact they seemed to enjoy it more the worse they could make me feel," I said.

"Yeah, I know. I feel so terrible for not trying to do something sooner," Daffyd said.

"You mustn't let that bother you. When you realised what you guys were doing, you didn't stay with the crowd but had the courage to stand up and confront the lot of them. I admire you for that. I didn't have the courage to stand up to them like that. And I will always be grateful," I told him.

"This water is getting cold. You might be used to it, but I'm not. I think we had better hurry up and finish our shower," Daffyd said. I was already soaped up and scrubbed and just needed to rinse off, making sure the cum washed off at the same time. Daffyd needed to do more and declined my offer saying it might take too long, because of where it might lead.

We dried and moved back into the bedroom still naked. Daffyd sat down on his bed and asked, "What do you normally sleep in when you are at home? The same as in the dorm?"

"No, I sleep naked at home. I would like to do so in the dorm too, but you never know when a master might come round. And with the way the guys have been, I think it would have just given them more opportunity to be meaner to me."

"I also sleep naked. Would you mind if I did so with you here?" Daffyd asked.

"You have got a nice body and I like looking at all of you. Of course I don't mind. But are you happy to have me ogling you?"

"As long as you don't mind me ogling you. I like your body too," Daffyd confessed. "Would you sleep under my duvet with me rather than using the sleeping bag, please?"

"You want me to share your bed and be naked in that bed with you too?" I asked.

"Yes, please,"

"I guess that will be another new experience for both of us too,." I said. "Do you think I should put my bag out though so it looks like I have used it?"

"No need. Mum and dad never come in my room without asking first, even when I'm not at home. That's why they have left me to unpack all my things, to make sure the people who came in to pack up the old place didn't nick anything of mine," Daffyd assured me.

"Wow! That's really neat. You've got great parents. They must trust you a lot," I told him. He was clearly proud of the praise I had just given his parents.

"Yeah, dad told me that they would never come into my room without first getting my permission when he gave me the talk on sex. He said I needed to have some place where I could know I was safe and where my secrets would be safe too. And they have never broken that promise."

"That's really nice. Which side do you want me to sleep on?" I asked.

"Which side would you like?" Daffyd asked.

"I don't have a double bed so it makes no difference to me," I replied.

"Then take that side, because I normally sleep this side. Closer to the toilet for that piss in the morning," Daffyd said grinning.

I moved around to the other side and climbed in under the duvet while Daffyd did the same on his side. We started off lying on our back with a respectable gap between us and carried on talking for a little while. Daffyd slid his hand over until it was touching my hand. I lifted my hand and placed it over his with our palms together and we entwined our fingers together. It just seemed right and natural to do that.

"Are you okay with this?" I asked, giving his hand a little squeeze to indicate what I was meaning.

"Absolutely. It just feels so right. I feel so good lying here next to you, knowing that we have shared something that I have not shared with anyone else. I don't think you have shared it willingly with others even if you have liked it. I think I have found who and what I am, too," Daffyd answered.

"So you're not just doing this as a way of repaying me for what went on before?" I asked.

"There is nothing that can excuse or make amends for that. I can love you for the rest of your life and that still will not put right the wrongs done. It might make it easier to cope with what that has done to you emotionally and mentally. It might help you to be able to forgive me; but it cannot make up for the wrong. No! I'm doing this because this is what I want and I think it is what you want too. At least the physical side of it anyway," Daffyd assured me.

I could hear the sincerity in his voice and knew that he was telling me the honest truth. "It is so good to hear you say that, because you don't owe me anything, and I want us to be more than friends. I want to learn to love you as the very nice person I'm finding out you are. I'm glad for the sex, but I don't want that to be the ruling part of our friendship. I want it to be a result of our friendship," I told him.

"That's what I would like too. And if it is then it will make it easier for us at school too. Everyone knows now that I'm trying to be your friend and we can just let them think that is all there is to it. After all, we might not get a chance to do any sex stuff together while at school, which will be fucking hard for me."

"I think we'll both be hard a lot if we don't get any sex in," I joked.

"Like I am already."

Without letting go of his hand I rolled onto my side facing Daffyd so I could reach over with my other hand and feel his cock. I didn't bother with any subtleties of moving in slowly and just went directly for the prize, wrapping my fingers around it and giving it a gentle squeeze. Only then did I let my hand slide down his six and half inches and over his large balls in their stretched sack. I reckoned the weight of his balls stretched his scrotum because when he was soft and it was warm his balls hung lower than the tip of his cock. I fondled his balls for a while; gently rolling each one between my fingers and lightly stroking over his sack with just the tips of my fingers, teasing the hairs that were on his ball sack. "I have often fantasized about doing this. Just lying with another guy and being able to just play with his cock and balls as much as I liked. And now I know that my fantasies were not as good as the real thing, because in my fantasies I had to play with my own cock and balls. This is way much better," I told him and slid my hand back up his cock. When I got to his bell end, I put my thumb and a finger either side of his head and rolled the foreskin from side to side. Daffyd groaned and tried to release his hand from mine so that he could touch my cock but I wouldn't let him. "No, please, let me just do this first. Just lie back and enjoy it. Let me know if you get close to blowing your load." We didn't have a clock or watch handy to time how long I spent just enjoying the feel of his cock, but after some considerable time Daffyd warned me that he was getting close and asked me to concentrate on stroking his cock to bring him off as he was now quite desperate to cum. I used my leg to push the duvet off us and moved so that I could suck his cock into my mouth and finish him off that way, swallowing every last drop he was able to push out.

I kept on sucking until he had to ask me to let his cock go and I reluctantly pulled my head back. He was lying flat on his back and was staring at the ceiling with his mouth slightly open. I moved my body again and lowered my head till I could kiss him on the lips. I gave him just a quick kiss and lifted my head slightly so that I could look down at him, but in the darkness I could not tell if he was smiling or shocked or what. Daffyd showed me how he had taken it by putting his hand on the back of my head and pulling me down to him. Only this time his mouth was slightly open and as soon as we made contact his tongue was gently pushing against my lips. I opened them and let his tongue in, then used my tongue to push his back into his mouth so that I could taste the inside of that mouth. That snog only lasted a short while, then I moved again to lie on my back, but much closer to Daffyd than we had started out.

"I think I love you, Del," Daffyd said. "That was awesome, what you did to me, and some time I want to try to be the giver. But right now I just want to lie here and recover and remember my first ever snog. I'm glad it was with you."

"And I'm glad my first snog was with you, because I think I have loved you for some time. But before I was calling it lust, because I didn't know I could love someone who didn't seem to know I was a real person. No! Sorry, I shouldn't have put it that way. I think you, at least, did know that I was a real person; that's why you went and got that water to wash me. I liked to look at your body more than anyone else's. When you had me stroke you or suck you I was doing it willingly, even if you thought you were forcing me; sometimes I nearly came without even touching my cock when I was sucking on yours. I had to really work hard to force myself not to go for my cock when I had you in my hand or my mouth because I was so turned on. Even now, playing with you tonight I nearly came. I think if I wasn't holding your hand I would have jerked myself and made a right mess of this bed," I admitted to Daffyd.

"It wouldn't be the first time that my sheets have gone into the wash with cum stains. I remember the first time I had a wet dream. I already had the double bed and I had got home from school that day. I had not had the chance to wank for several days and mum and dad had decided to treat me and taken me out to dinner at a posh restaurant and then we had gone on to a live show at the theatre. In the show there had been several good looking girls in somewhat revealing clothing and I remember being fixated on their camel toes and the bulges of the guys who were wearing tight clothing. Part of the show included some ballet too, but the guys were also wearing tight jeans that didn't leave a lot to the imagination. I was sitting between mum and dad and I was so bloody uncomfortable, because I got hard and stayed hard but couldn't adjust my cock because I was sure they would notice. Then we went for a coffee after the show. By the time we got home it was past midnight and I was absolutely exhausted, so I went straight to bed. I hadn't unpacked or anything, and after I had stripped off I realised my trunk was still downstairs with my pyjamas still in the trunk, so I climbed into bed to sleep naked for the first time in my life. Lying there between the clean sheets of my bed and feeling their smoothness on me I got hard again and began to play with my cock. But I was so tired I fell asleep before I came. I woke up again as my cock was spurting everything I had built up out between the sheets. I think mum must have noticed, because a couple of days after those sheets had gone in the wash dad came to give me the talk and made the promise that from then on they would never come in my room without my permission."

"And I think I am right that I'm the only person you have shared that bit about yourself with," I said.

"You better fucking believe it. I don't trust anyone else enough to tell them something like that," Daffyd said.

"I hope you don't mind, but I think I need to try and go to sleep now," I said stifling another yawn. I turned onto my side facing Daffyd and gave him a little kiss on his cheek. "Goodnight, Daff. Thank you for becoming my friend."

"If I turn my back to you it is not because I want to offend you but because I usually sleep on my side facing the edge of the bed I'm closest to. Goodnight, Del, and thank you for letting me be your friend and being my friend," Daffyd said and almost immediately turned onto his side. I quickly snuggled up to him, spooning him with my hard cock pushing into his crack and my arm over his side so that my hand could rest against his chest. "Mmmm that's nice. Pity we can't do this at school," Daffyd said, putting his hand over mine and pushing his fingers between mine so that all of our fingers were touching his chest.

It had been a long, long day so we soon fell asleep and slept well. Daffyd's mum left us to sleep and I got woken in the best way possible about mid-morning. At first I thought I was dreaming. My hard cock was being sucked on by a warm mouth. I opened my eyes and looked down my naked chest onto the back of Daffyd's head. His head was resting on my tummy and he had my cock in his mouth and was basically masturbating it with his tongue, hardly moving his head at all. I put my hand on his head and ran my fingers through his hair. "Good morning, Daff. This is a nice way to wake up."

Daffyd let my cock slip out of his mouth and lifted his body so that he could turn and smile at me. "Morning, Del. This is a nice way to wake someone up too." Now kneeling on the bed he went straight back to sucking me off, only now he could bob his head up and down while still manipulating his tongue around my cock.

"It's not going to take me long to shoot," I warned. Daffyd gave me a thumbs-up sign to show that he had heard me and kept on sucking. I was right, and far too soon I found myself involuntarily bucking my hips in an effort to get more penetration into Daffyd's mouth. "I'm going to cum, soon ... now!" I warned as I began to shoot straight into Daffyd's mouth. He clearly had never had any intention of letting me cum anywhere other than in his mouth and was quickly swallowing each spurt as I pumped it out. Eventually I had to pull him off my supersensitive cock, and he moved to lie over me, his hard cock pressing into my stomach as he brought his mouth towards mine and pressed against my lips in a kiss. I opened my lips and he slipped his tongue, in sharing with me the last dregs of my own cum.

When the kiss broke, he asked, "Have you ever tasted your own cum before?"

"Yeah, a few times, but it is such a schlep to scrape it off my tummy to get it to my mouth that I don't bother with it that much. I don't fold enough to get my cock in my mouth, so that's out," I told him.

"I tasted mine the first night I was home. It is a pain to scrape it up and get it in your mouth. I never thought of trying to get my cock in my mouth. I wonder if I can do it." Daffyd rolled off me, sat up, and tried to curl his body up to get his mouth close to his cock. That method failed and I suggested he lie on his back with his head propped up on a pillow and try swinging his legs over his head. I tried to help him by pressing down on his legs but still, even with six and half inches, he could not get it low enough to reach his nose let alone his lips. He looked so forlorn that I burst out laughing before I helped him ease his legs back down onto the bed.

"Sorry. You looked so bummed out that it didn't work, I couldn't stop myself from laughing," I apologised.

"I guess it would look quite funny," Daffyd said. "And I don't mind you laughing at me like that, because I know it's not meant to be spiteful."

"Do you know what time it is?" I asked.

Daffyd rolled over and pulled his watch off the table. "On the stroke of the dong it will be precisely ten fifteen." He reached over and stroked my semi hard cock. I laughed at his humour, but then the time registered with me.

"A quarter past ten! Shit! I need to get home to see if I can speak to Gavin and find out how Mike is doing. Do you mind if I dash off? Then perhaps I can come back later to help you with the unpacking or whatever." I asked.

"If you know the numbers you can phone from here," Daffyd said. "Let's get dressed and find some food first.

"I know a couple of numbers, but I'm not sure if I should phone their home in case they are trying to sleep. Let me phone mum and find out if they are home or still at the hospital," I said as I got off the bed.

We both walked naked into the bathroom to pee, brush our teeth, and wash our faces. Back in the room I grabbed my back pack and began to pull out my clean clothes to wear. "Shit, I forgot to pack some clean underwear," I exclaimed. "Fuck! I hate putting dirty underwear back on. Even when we change for PE at school I feel uncomfortable if I have had to take my undies off and put the same ones on again," I moaned.

"Well don't wear underwear then. No one but I will know," Daffyd suggested.

"How does it feel to have your stuff loose inside your jeans?" I asked.

"How the fuck should I know? I haven't left my underwear at home before," Daffyd responded.

"You didn't wear any last night when you went to get me a towel," I pointed out.

"That hardly counts. I was only like that for a couple of minutes and didn't really have time to think about it," Daffyd said.

I thought about it for a little bit. Since I really wanted to get moving and find out how Mike was, I opted to follow Daffyd's suggestion and pulled my jeans on over a naked cock.

My phone call to mum got me the news that Mike had come round from his anaesthetic, but they had then sedated him to help keep him still and calm as he had a drain in his head they didn't want pulled out. Although still groggy he had been able to recognise his parents and Gavin and say a couple of words. Mum told me that this was a very good sign and that the family had only gone home at about four in the morning, so they would probably still be sleeping. I decided I didn't need to go straight home and stayed to help Daffyd with the jobs his mum wanted done. Being kept busy made the day go fast, and the early evening found me and Daffyd walking back to my house to get another change of clothing, with some underwear this time, as I was spending the night at his place again. Mum actually suggested it. She said she was very tired and she would be poor company and probably fall asleep while talking, and dad had a late lecture to deliver that night. While I was at home I tried phoning Gavin and the call got answered by his dad, who told me that Gavin was in the shower and they were getting ready to go back to the hospital to see Mike. He thanked me for being there for Gavin and asked me to thank my 'other friend' as he could not remember Daffyd's name. Daffyd handed me a piece of paper on which he had written his home phone number and made some weird signs trying to tell me to give it to Gavin's dad for Gavin to phone us there if he wanted to. Fortunately I worked out what he wanted without having to try and translate his signs into intelligible meaning and gave the number to Mr. Wisebech.

While we were eating our meal, Daffyd's mum praised the two of us to his dad and said that if we were able to help tomorrow we would probably just about finish getting things unpacked and the furniture all sorted. After dinner we took our leave of Daffyd's parents and retired to his bedroom to resume our efforts to locate Gavin's "girlfriend" using the list of "Thomson" addresses and their street map.

To be continued...
 

Posted: 07/07/17