The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 3: Before Mum Dies
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 3: Before Mum Dies - Lewis is 15 and decides to get a Saturday job. Finding one in a Video hire shop helping Mike the manager, he finds himself earning a bit extra every week by having some interesting fitness tests followed by some relaxation including sex lessons and experiences which he thoroughly enjoys.
Caution: This Pedo Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/Fa Ma/Ma Ma/mt mt/mt Teenagers Coercion Consensual Rape Gay BiSexual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Torture Anal Sex First Massage Masturbation Oral Sex Petting Doctor/Nurse Teacher/Student
‘How did the rest of your life at school go?’ Danny asked. ‘It went well, there was no more bullying. Brendon made several new friends and on his last day at school he came to see me. ‘Can you get all of your group together so I can say goodbye?’ he asked.
‘I did and we all met in a deserted corner of the playground. ‘I leave today,’ he said. ‘I want to thank each and every one of you. Not just for sorting me out on that night in the barn, but for all your help and support ever since.’
‘My time at school has been so much happier since then, and I hope I will take what you’ve taught me into my new life at work.’ We all applauded and shook hands with him. Every one of us wished him luck. I think he was quite moved.’
‘It was a year later when I and most of the others left.’ ‘What about the girls at school?’ Danny asked, ‘How did you get on with them?’ ‘I didn’t,’ Phillip said, ‘Nor did the others in the group, we were all too shy. But after our success with Brendan, we all seemed to have more confidence.’
‘When you left school,’ Danny asked, ‘Were you still a virgin.’ ‘Yes,’ Phillip told him, apparently without any embarrassment. ‘How about now?’ Danny asked. ‘Yes, still.’ Phillip said sadly. ‘But in our last year, several of the group got girlfriends.’
‘I took a liking to a girl called Enid who was in my year but not in my form. We chatted in the playground quite often at lunchtime and after several months I plucked up enough courage to ask her out. We went to the cinema and during the film we held hands.’
‘Then when I took her home, we kissed. That was so exciting. We went out a couple of times after that. On our last date, I rested my hand over her breast, and she didn’t seem to mind. I got so excited. I was very hard and throbbing in my trousers.’
‘I was trying to keep it away from her, but I think she realised because she put her hands on my cheeks and pulled me tight to her. I thought I was going to burst. Then a few days later we left school, and I didn’t see her again.’
‘You know all those dreams you had in bed at night where you took her to your bed and made love to her?’ Danny asked. ‘Yes.’ Phillip said. He smiled at the memory and his cock did a dance. ‘Well, she was probably having the same dreams about you.’ Danny told him. ‘But like you, she was too shy to say anything.’
‘Did you dream about her every night?’ Danny asked. ‘Yes.’ Phillip admitted. ‘Did you imagine feeling her naked in bed with you?’ ‘Yes.’ he said with more throbbing. He was deep into his memory now and Danny had started stroking his cock.
Phillip didn’t realise, he thought all the lovely feelings were down to what was in his head. ‘Did you run your hands over her bare breasts?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Did she hold your hard and throbbing cock.’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Did you move on top of her and lower yourself down so your cock went inside her?’
‘Yees.’ Phillip cried out, clearly getting exceptionally worked up. ‘Did you thrust your cock in and out of her?’ ‘Yes, oh yes.’ ‘Did the feeling get more and more amazing.’ Danny asked, now stroking his cock quite fast. ‘Yes, yes.’ Phillip cried.
‘How did you feel when you knew you were going to fire into her?’ Danny asked going even faster. ‘Amazing,’ he cried out, then he said, ‘Just like I do now.’ Then his cock throbbed in Dannys hand as he shot four jets of cum up into the air.
As Phillip screamed with delight, Danny kept going until he finished firing. Then he slowed down and stopped. As Phillip lay there completely spent, Danny held his cock as it went soft. Phillip had his eyes closed and a lovely smile on his face.
As Danny mopped the cum up out of his chest hairs, Phillip was just lying still making quiet happy noises. Danny slid out from under his head. He returned with a wet cloth and a towel. Phillip looked like he was asleep.
Danny sat at his side and washed his chest. Then he dabbed it dry. He finished off by wiping the tip of his cock with the wet cloth. Phillip gave out a happy cry and opened his eyes. ‘That wasn’t just a dream, was it?’ he asked, ‘I really did fire.’
‘You certainly did,’ Danny said. ‘A great load you shot too.’ He held his arms open, and Phillip sat up. They hugged, then Phillip said, ‘You saw me naked, and I didn’t feel embarrassed. You saw me hard, and it didn’t bother me. You held my hard cock, and I enjoyed it.’
‘Now you’ve just given me the best fire I’ve ever had and all I want to do is hold you tight and... ‘ he trailed off. ‘And what?’ Danny asked. ‘Kiss you.’ Phillip managed to whisper after a pause. ‘Then do it.’ Danny said moving his face immediately in front of him.
They moved slowly closer, then as their lips touched, they both kissed and kissed for ages. Finally, they broke for air and Phillip put his head on Dannys shoulder. ‘Wow,’ he said, ‘That was fantastic.’ ‘Do you think you can now tell me all about what happened to you?’ Danny asked him.
Phillip gave him a lovely smile. ‘I don’t think so, I know so.’ he said. ‘If I can’t tell you after all the things we’ve just done I won’t be able to tell anyone.’ ‘Ok,’ Danny told him. ‘Put your head back on my lap.’ He rested a hand on Phillips head and a hand flat over his worn-out cock.
‘When you’re ready,’ Danny told him, ‘Start off with when you left school and tell me everything that happened, right up until you became a policeman.’ Phillip settled back and began. ‘I had no idea what I wanted to do when I left school.’
‘I had no qualifications in anything, so a couple of weeks after I left, I went to the job centre. I wasn’t really bothered what I did, I just wanted some spends and to be able to help mum and dad with my keep. They asked me lots of questions about my interests.’
‘In the end the lady told me she had no idea where to put me. ‘I’ll give you three firms to contact,’ she said. ‘Go and see them and if they offer you a job, take it and give it a try. You can always look for another one later if you don’t like it.’
‘So, I went to the first three and none of them offered me a job. A bit disheartened I returned to the job centre. I saw the same lady who told me not to be disheartened and gave me three more to try. The first one was in a factory making clothes.’
‘They offered me a job. I felt so pleased. It was only fetching and carrying things round the factory, but it was a job. I accepted it and started the next day. I rang the job centre on the way home and told them. The lady wished me luck.’
‘By the end of the third month, I was well settled in and knew my way around. I’d met loads of people, most of whom I had liked. Not only was me paying for my keep a big help to mum and dad, but having regular spends was great for me too.’
‘Six months later I was still there. There was a small first floor above part of the factory floor where the manager had his office. There was also an area on the same floor where secretaries and administrators had desks or offices.’
‘Part of my job was to move files and things between all the desks and offices. As they weren’t using noisy production machines upstairs, I was able to talk to them, so I soon got to know them by name, and they me. There was one young lady called Emily, who did things on a computer, I have no idea what.’
‘She was only a year older than me, and we had often chatted. She was always cheerful, and I had struggled for a while trying to pluck up the courage to ask her out. One afternoon I dropped some files off to her and she was her usual happy self.’
‘Just as I was turning away a buzzer went on her desk. When I looked back, she said, ‘That’s the boss calling me.’ Two hours later I had to deliver more stuff to her. I’d never seen her looking so sad and she looked as if she had been crying.’
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