The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 2: A First For Charles
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 2: A First For Charles - 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
‘Holding myself in place I took a still photo. Then I switched to video. I held the phone so it would get all of Charles’s face, his bum his cock and my cock which was still touching his bum. Still filming, I started pressing my cock into him very, very, slowly.’
‘My cock being well oiled and Charles obviously being so relaxed, my cock, even though it was so big, slid easily and steadily into him. Once I was all the way in, I started sliding out and then back in. His bum held my cock so tight it felt amazing.’
‘I started moving a little faster. Charles made a few noises, but they didn’t sound distressed at all. I went faster still and soon I knew I was going to fire at any moment. I was so worked up by then that I couldn’t have stopped even if I’d wanted to. I had to go harder and faster and cried out as I shot five massive jets of cum up his bum.’
‘As I slowed down and stopped, I waited until my cock shrank, then eased it out. Charles still hadn’t stirred, so I wiped his bum with some tissue and lowered his legs down onto the bed. I put my phone in the drawer in the lounge and went to the bathroom to wash my cock.’
‘Charles was still out for the count, so I put the duvet back on the bed and got in alongside him. He had turned onto his side, so I moved up tight behind him with my soft cock along the crack in his cheeks. I switched the light out, put my hand over his waist and took hold of his soft cock.’
‘Moments later I was fast asleep. The next morning neither of us woke until eleven o’clock. I woke first and found myself with my back to Charles with our bare bums touching. I turned over, moved up close and put my hand over his waist.’
‘As I took hold of his cock, mine started growing. I moved it so that it lay along Charles’s crack. Then I started playing with his cock. Even in his sleep it was enough to get him hard very quickly. I kept stroking and just as he was about to fire, he woke up.’
‘I went faster, and he shot all his cum into the bed. I held his cock until it shrank, then told him to turn over. I took him into my arms and told him to have a play with mine if he wanted to. He took hold of it and apologised for shooting in the bed.’
‘Don’t worry,’ I told him, ‘It wasn’t your fault. I fired you.’ ‘I don’t remember much about the end of last night,’ he told me, ‘Although I had some weird dreams. But the beginning was great.’ ‘Well, I fired you and you seemed to enjoy it,’ I told him. ‘But you went straight to sleep then, so I didn’t get fired.’
‘I threw the duvet off and told him to have a play with me. He didn’t need much encouragement, he had a play, then he moved his head down onto my stomach and studied my cock close up as he stroked it. ‘Can I fire you?’ he asked. ‘Sure, go ahead.’ I told him.’
‘He started stroking me slowly, then gradually he built up speed. It felt lovely. Then he moved his head back up, and as he stroked my cock, he sucked my nipples. I cried out, it felt so lovely, and when he looked up to smile at me, I pulled his head to mine and kissed him on his lips.’
‘He went rigid for a second or two and stopped stroking. Then as he started kissing back, he resumed stroking me even faster. In no time I was shooting out an amazing load of cum, which went all over both of us.’
‘I’d still rather have a woman,’ I told him, ‘But our night together was lovely, and I wouldn’t mind repeating it anytime you wanted to. Go and have a shower now,’ I told him, ‘Then I’ll have one.’ After our showers we had a coffee and then Charles left.
‘After we’d had a hug at the front door, I told him to have a nice dream that night and to tell me all about it next time I saw him. I changed the bed then I looked at all the photos and videos. There were no bits of my face to be seen, but lots of Charles, so I was very happy with them.’
‘The next day at work, I made sure I was sitting with him in the canteen. ‘How did you sleep last night?’ I asked him. I’d noticed he seemed a bit quiet. ‘Ok,’ he said, ‘But I had some very strange dreams.’ ‘Go on,’ I told him, ‘Tell me about them.’
‘Well, at first I was awake remembering about us stripping each other off and then you were firing me,’ he said. ‘I was playing with myself and had got very worked up. Then I thought about me firing you yesterday morning. I was so excited and fired more than I’ve ever fired before. I must have fallen asleep immediately after that.’
‘But in the middle of the night, I woke having a nightmare. I was in bed with a man and, he dropped his voice even lower, ‘He was thrusting his cock up my bum.’ ‘Perhaps that was wishful thinking,’ I told him, ‘How did it feel?’
‘His cock was sliding in and out of me easily enough, I suppose,’ Charles admitted, ‘But it felt so big that it seemed to be stretching my bum terribly. The strange thing is,’ he added, ‘When I went for a shower on Sunday morning, my bum felt quite tender and when I felt it just before I showered, if felt all sticky.’
‘I did shoot all my cum over us both on Sunday morning,’ I reminded him. ‘How does it feel now?’ I asked. ‘It was fine this morning,’ he said, ‘I guess I must have imagined it all.’ ‘All our playing with each other must have got you so excited you dreamt up things you’d read about.’ I told him.
‘Would you like to come to mine this Friday night and stay over again?’ He was clearly undecided, then he said, ‘I’d love to repeat what we did, but I think I need to make sure I’m not going to get any more nightmares first.’ ‘Ok,’ I told him, ‘Let me know when you’re ready.’
‘How about we meet here Friday for lunch, then you can tell me how your dreams are going.’ That was agreed. Then I told him, ‘I’m in the middle of writing a crime book in which a man injects women to knock them out. Then he has sex with them, and they come round not knowing that anything has happened to them.’
‘But nowadays, readers demand accuracy, even in fiction.’ I told him. ‘The only part I can’t find out about is what he would have used to inject them. Perhaps you can help me out. Can you find out what drug and what quantity he would have used to make someone unconscious for as near to one hour as possible.’
‘I’ll see what I can find in our reference books.’ Charles told me. I thanked him and told him not to let anyone see what he was looking at. ‘They might get the wrong idea and think you were planning on using it yourself.’ I told him laughing.’
‘That Friday we had lunch in the canteen together. He told me he’d had the same nightmare once more, but on other nights he had just dreamt about us firing and feeling each other. ‘I’ll leave it another week,’ he told me, ‘To make sure that it goes completely.’
‘Oh, by the way,’ he added, ‘There are several drugs that would do what your villain wants, but the most likely is the one which every medical practice would have.’ He handed me a card with the drugs name on It. It said it would work in ten seconds or less and gave the various doses for different lengths of times.’
‘I thanked him, and that was that. The following Wednesday, we met for lunch again. He told me he hadn’t had any more nightmares, so could he come to mine on the Friday. ‘Yes, you can.’ I told him, ‘How would you like to have sex with a woman as well?’
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