The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 6: My Cock Was Late Developing
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 6: My Cock Was Late Developing - 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
As Austin lowered himself down very slowly, Anette started crying out as his tip touched. Her cry grew in volume the deeper he penetrated her.
Before he was halfway in, she had had to hold the pillow over her face to stifle her screams of delight.
When he was all the way in, he let all his weight rest on her and let his thingy throb happily inside her. Anette was still making lovely happy noises. Then he started thrusting in and out. He was so excited at knowing they would be able to do this every night that his feeling kicked in faster than usual.
It grew very rapidly, taking no notice of his attempt to slow down. Soon he knew he was going fail to give Anette her climax. He had to let himself go. He started thrusting in fast and hard. Anette realised what was happening and called out, ‘Go on my love, let yourself go.’
Seconds later he cried out happily as he shot five jets of cum into his condom and experienced a fantastic feeling running all the way through him. As he finished shooting, he slowed down to a stop. Anette wrapped arms and legs around him and kissed him.
‘I’m sorry my love,’ he told her, ‘I lost control.’ ‘Don’t worry,’ she said. ‘It’s bound to happen sometimes. It was still lovely. Feeling your thingy hard inside me was, and always will be, wonderful.’ Austin waited until he had shrunk then held his condom, pulled out and got up. He took it off, wiped his thingy and wrapped the condom up in the tissue.
He put the duvet back on the bed and climbed in beside Anette. He took her in his arms and kissed her. Then continuing to kiss her, he caressed both breasts, then slid his hand down between her legs. Knowing what he was going to do, Anette drew her knees up and her legs apart.
Austin rested his hand on her hairs and ran his finger around over her vagina. It soon found its way down through her hairs. He moved it slowly and gently around the lovely soft skin of the opening, going round twice before stopping on her lump.
Then as Anette started crying out in ecstasy, he slid his finger in and out of her vagina, keeping it sliding directly over her lump. As Anette got more and more excited, he resisted the urge to speed up with his finger. That made Anettes feeling even more arousing.
Then she went rigid, and his finger was seized. But as he was in her arms he was locked in her embrace. He lay there trapped but happy until she started to relax. Taking his finger out, they kissed. ‘That was beautiful my love.’ Anette told him. They switched the light out and were both asleep in seconds.
The next morning, they were both so happy and excited as the alarm woke them for work. They knew that this was how their life was going to be from now on. They got out of bed, had a naked hug and took turns in the shower.
Then after a quick light breakfast they set off to work. The first day of a new and wonderful life.
SATURDAY SHOP - LEWIS
Saturday at the shop was as busy as usual. By the end of the afternoon both Mike and Lewis were looking forward to finishing. At five to five there were three customers left in the shop as the doorbell pinged. Lewis looked up to see a slightly chubby man in his early twenties.
He was standing just inside the door looking nervous. As Mike finished serving, he went over to him and said, ‘Hi, I’m Bill.’ Mike shook his hand and said, ‘Hi, I’m Mike, but that’s Lewis.’ and pointed to him. Bill looked at Lewis and thought, ‘He’s only a schoolboy, I couldn’t possibly tell him anything.’
As he stood undecided, Lewis finished serving his customer and came over to him. He shook hands and said, ‘Hi Bill, glad you could make it.’ ‘You go on through,’ Mike said, ‘I’ll deal with the last customer.’ Lewis led Bill through to the back room.
‘We’ll have a coffee, then we can have a chat. After that you can decide if you want to stay.’ Lewis told him. ‘Mike will be leaving soon so there’ll just be the two of us.’ Bill was sure he wanted to just turn round and leave, but something was holding him back.
Then he decided that a coffee couldn’t do any harm and sat down. As Lewis put the coffees on the table, Mike came through, picked up his coat and turned to leave. ‘You’re in good hands,’ Mike told him. ‘And don’t be put off by his age, he’s wise way beyond his years.’
‘I’ll just see him out.’ Lewis said following Mike into the shop. They had a hug and a kiss, then Lewis called Bill through. He showed him his key in the door and explained about leaving any time he wanted to. Then they returned to their coffees.
As they drank, Lewis explained a bit about what would happen next and about getting him relaxed. He told him he wouldn’t be asking him about his problem until he felt ready to do so. Also, he explained about saying ‘Pass’ if he asked anything he didn’t feel able to answer just then.
Once they had finished their coffees, Lewis told him, ‘It’s decision time now. Either go over to the settee, take your shoes off and lie down, or leave. If you do leave, you will always be welcome to return and next time at least you wouldn’t be returning to a complete stranger.’
‘Do many people leave?’ Bill asked. ‘No one has done it yet,’ Lewis said smiling, ‘I suppose that’s not bad out of a hundred or more. But there’s always a first time.’ ‘Wouldn’t that upset you?’ Bill asked. ‘Yes, it would,’ Lewis agreed, ‘But not for me.’
‘I’d be upset because they would be leaving still with their problem instead of leaving it behind. And as I’m sure you know, problems never go away on their own.’ That was the decider. Bill got up, headed over to the settee and sat down. He took his shoes off and put them neatly under the settee before lying down.
Lewis went over and sat on the edge of the settee by his knees, facing him. ‘Well done,’ he told him, ‘You’ve taken the first step, it should get easier from now onwards. I need to do two things next. One is to find out all about you, the person.’
‘Two is to get you feeling so relaxed with me that you can tell me about your problem in full detail. All I know about you so far is that you are twenty-five, a friend of Kayes and have a problem. So, I have lots of questions to ask you.’
‘To get you relaxed whilst I ask you questions, I’ll get you to turn onto your front. Then I’ll massage your back from head to foot and back again. Between the two we should soon reach a point when you will feel able to tell me all about your problem.’
‘The easy bit is usually finding a solution.’ ‘Not this time,’ Bill thought to himself, ‘He has no idea how complicated it is.’ ‘Nothing you say in here will ever be repeated to anyone without your express permission.’ Lewis told him.
‘And apart from Mike, no one, not even Kaye will ever know from me that you have even been here. Now if you’re ready to start, turn over. Just remember you can get up and leave anytime you want without any need to tell me why.’
Bill turned over onto his front. As Lewis rested his hands on his head he told him, ‘I won’t move off your head or start asking questions until you say ‘Go.’ Bill had jumped as Lewis’s hands touched the back of his head, but then he relaxed as he realised how lovely it felt.
In moments Bill had gone from not wanting to be there at all, to not wanting to say go and stop the lovely gentle massage he was feeling on his head. But eventually he decided he had better allow Lewis to get on. ‘Go.’ he said with a sigh.
As Lewis moved on down to massage his shoulders he asked, ‘Tell me about where you live and who with.’ ‘I live locally in a three bedroomed flat,’ Bill told him. ‘I share it with Graham and Patrick.’ Moving on down his back Lewis asked, ‘How do the three of you get on?’
‘We’ve always got on really well.’ Bill told him. ‘We all used to work for the same firm which is how we met. We decided to look for a flat to share because we all got on so well. We’ve lived there for over four years now. A year ago, I left the firm, got a new job and also started my own business as a driving instructor soon afterwards.’
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