Charlie was getting ready for his stag night in the house he shared with Nick and their dog Daisy. Every day he expected to wake up and find out that this had been all a dream, that really, he was still just a nerdy little year 10 being bullied by the rugby lads for being the only gay boy at Truham. Not that he wanted to wake up; if this was a dream, he’d happily stay asleep forever.

His friends were coming to collect him at any minute and as usual Charlie was fussing over his curls, trying to get them to sit just right. A few years ago, he’d considered straightening his hair or just cutting it short to save all the time he spent each day obsessing over it, but when he’d casually mentioned this idea to Nick, he’d spent the next 20 minutes being given all the very compelling arguments for keeping his hair just as it was. Those arguments involved a lot of kissing and Nick’s fingers alternating between running through his curls and tugging on them. Charlie was sure it was for Nick’s benefit more than his, but he couldn’t deny that it felt amazing.

When the doorbell rang, Charlie gave up his hopeless mission to tame his unruly hair. Putting on his favourite cardigan, because Elle had specifically forbidden him from wearing one of Nick’s hoodies like he normally would, before he headed down to greet his friends.

“Charlieeeee,” Elle screeched as she pulled him into a hug the second the door was open.

“Hi,” Charlie giggled.

“Erm, where’s our hugs?” Tao asked from behind Elle where he was stood with Isaac.

“You snooze, you lose,” Elle teased before releasing Charlie from her embrace. Charlie laughed at the easy banter between his best friends as he hugged each of them in turn.

He chatted with his friends in the kitchen as he got Daisy settled for the night, just casual banter about their lives. It could have been any other get together with his friends, but being able to spend time with all of them together these days was such a rarity that it made it extra special. Sure, they talked all the time through their group chats, but adult life got in the way for all of them, so it just wasn’t always possible to get all four of them to be free in the same place, at the same time.

After Daisy had been let out in the garden one last time, the foursome was ready to head out for the evening. Isaac had volunteered to drive them as he didn’t drink, so they all climbed into his car and drove to the pub where they would be spending the evening. Charlie had been very clear that he didn’t want the traditional, laddish, boozy stag do – he just wanted a nice night, with his closest friends and that’s exactly what he thought they had planned.

Having checked that the menu at The Ship had a few options that Charlie would eat, it seemed a nice enough place to spend his last night of freedom. Once it had been decided, Tao had tipped off Otis so that he could make sure Nick wouldn’t accidentally stumble across them. Although he himself thought it was silly, he knew his oldest friend didn’t want to see his fiancé until their wedding.

When they arrived around 7pm they were guided to a small booth near the window that looked out over the river. The pub was really cosy, with a little open fire which Charlie thought must be amazing to sit next to on a winter’s afternoon. It made him think of lazy afternoon’s curled up with his fiancé in front of the fire at home, after the school where Nick worked broke up for the Christmas holidays.

They were all reading their menus trying to decide what to have when the waitress came over to take their order. Charlie and Elle ordered cocktails, and after much debating with himself Tao ordered the same with Isaac sticking to a coke. Knowing Charlie still had some struggles with food from time to time, none of the group ordered starters and they went straight for their main courses.

The food was so good, not a single plate wasn’t left clean, even Charlie’s. When it came time to order dessert a man that looked oddly familiar came over to their table. He was kinda tall, with dark hair, blue eyes and sort of a sexy professor look. It was then that Charlie clicked, this guy looked exactly like Henry Maddox, his favourite tv history presenter.

“Charlie Spring?” the sexy man asked when he reached the table with a gruff but posh accident that could almost be mistaken for the real Henry Maddox.

“Y-y-yes” Charlie stammered, stunned by the sexy professor he’d been thirsting over since school standing in front of him.

“I’m Professor Madcocks, and I’m here to teach you a lesson,” he spoke with a sexy authority.

Whispering to Elle, Charlie asked, “Was this you?”

“Not me,” Elle replied nodding in Tao’s direction.

“You’ve thirsted over him for as long as I’ve known you were gay,” Tao said low in a flat tone that reminded Charlie of Tori.

Some music started playing, the Henry Maddox look-a-like reached for Charlie’s hand to guide him up out their booth, to sit in a chair in front of their table instead. Charlie blushed as the man started to dance seductively right in front of him.

The dancer was alternating between moving just in front of Charlie to actually grinding against his lap. Before long, he started to undress, unbuttoning the pink shirt that was underneath his purple waistcoat and pulling it off without releasing a single button on the outer garment. Charlie thought this was so hot, and really played to the sexy professor image that he had spent many teenage nights stroking his cock over, when he wasn’t picturing Nick that is.

When he stood up, still dancing, the stripper tugged on his trousers releasing a series of hidden snaps down the sides to leave him standing in just his waistcoat, tight purple boxer-briefs and his shoes and socks which were held up with a pair of sock suspenders. The professor picked up Charlie’s hands and placed them on his now boxer-brief clad ass, as he flipped upside down to do a handstand in Charlie’s face. Charlie took the hint and playfully spanked the sexy ass in front of him as the man was wiggling his ass.

If Charlie hadn’t been due to marry the love of his life tomorrow, he could easily picture doing very naughty things with this look-a-like of his long-time celebrity crush. Although Charlie was picking up some ideas for seducing his future husband from this evenings unexpected entertainment.

When the performer righted himself again, he slowly and seductively unbuttoned his waistcoat and slipped it off to join the rest of his clothes on the floor. As he did, he pulled out a large white silk flag from the pocket. He wrapped the material around himself and Charlie, giving the young man a private view of what was to happen next.

While holding the flag in place, he encouraged Charlie to pull down his boxers. Slightly tipsy from the drink, and the intoxicating effect of the show taking place in front of him that had caused the blood to rush south from his head to his cock, Charlie did as he was told and tugged the boxers down so that they pooled around the man’s feet.

Now freed from its confines, Henry’s cock sprung upright sticking straight out from his body at full mast and was bouncing about as he continued to dance to the music right in front of Charlie’s face. From out of nowhere, the stripper produced a can of squirty cream while he continued to hold onto the material with one hand.

Squirting a liberal amount along the length of his rock-hard cock, he invited Charlie to lick it off. Blushing hard, Charlie wasn’t sure if he could really do it. He’d never been this close to a cock that wasn’t Nick’s before, it was all so different. He could hear Elle cheering him on from behind, and in a moment of madness Charlie leaned forward and licked the cream straight off the stripper’s warm length.

As the music came to an end, the stripper wrapped the white sheet around himself, took a bow towards Charlie and his friends and then turned and took another, exposing his ass to the group as he did, before grabbing his clothes and heading to a back room to dress.

Charlie returned to sit with his friends and found Isaac was sitting reading his book as Elle embraced him with a massive hug. The group continued drinking and laughing until closing time. Isaac made sure everyone got home safely, leaving Charlie alone to drift off to sleep and dream of both Nick and his celebrity crush.