The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 8: After a Quick Feel
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 8: After a Quick Feel - 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
Alvin smiled at him. ‘I’m all yours,’ he said, ‘Enjoy yourself, I’m sure I will.’ He closed his eyes and relaxed, a contented smile on his face. Heart thumping in delighted anticipation Ian reached out slowly with both hands. He took hold of Alvin’s cock at the same time as his other hand took hold of his balls. Alvin let out a happy cry.
Then Ian held his cock still, whilst he felt all over Alvin’s balls several times. Next, he ran his fingertip up and down both groins before running all his fingers through Alvin’s hairs. There could be no doubt as to how much Alvin was enjoying it as Ian struggled to keep hold of his cock, which flexed so much and with such power.
Taking hold of his balls again and moving his fingers gently and slowly on them, he let go of Alvin’s cock, let it calm down when it did a dance, then ran his fingers all over it. He loved the feel of it, both being so hard and so soft. Finally, he took hold of it between his fingers and thumb. As he started stroking it very slowly, Alvin cried out again in delight.
It felt strange to Ian, but in an exciting way, that his hand moved a greater distance each time because of Alvin’s greater length. It crossed his mind that a girl would enjoy Alvin’s cock sliding in and out of her more than his short one. But he soon forgot about that for now, he was enjoying himself too much.
His own cock, despite its recent firing, had now gone very hard again which was adding to his lovely sensations. Hearing Alvin’s happy noises was lovely too, after all the pleasure Alvin had given him, it felt good to be giving him some in return. Ian started going faster, but only by a tiny little bit, he wanted Alvin to enjoy it for as long as he could make it last.
Ian had an urge to go hell for leather and see Alvin fire, but he kept resisting it. Alvin’s happy noises had grown, and his cock was throbbing even more in Ian’s hand. Ian decided that like when his own cock did it, it meant Alvin’s feeling had kicked in. He still resisted the urge to speed up and kept going slowly and steadily.
Even so, it didn’t seem long before Alvin cried out, ‘I’m getting very near, oh, it’s so lovely.’ Seeing the pleasure on his face, Ian felt such a burst of love for him. ‘I’m coming any moment’ Alvin called out moments later. That shook Ian out of his daydream. He immediately went faster as he locked his eyes on Alvin’s tip.
Seconds later Alvin screamed out ecstatically as his cock throbbed In Ian’s hand and he shot four big jets of cum. Ian watched fascinated as he saw it all appear out of Alvin’s tip and soar up into the air. It seemed to just keep going. As it crashed down onto Alvin’s chest, Ian kept stroking his cock as he watched a lake of cum form.
Then when the last drop left his tip, he slowed down and stopped. But he kept hold of his cock in a full hand grip, enjoying feeling it shrinking. As Alvin let out a long sigh of contentment, Ian opened his hand and studied the soft cock resting in it. He didn’t want to let go of it. Even though looking at it upset him a bit, because even soft Alvin’s cock looked bigger than his own when it was hard.
Alvin still had his eyes closed, so Ian picked up the tissues they had brought back after his shower. He reached forward and started dabbing in the lake of cum, going gently all around the edge first to stop it running down the sides. Alvin opened his eyes and watched him. ‘That was lovely,’ he told him. ‘You can do that whenever you want to.’
Alvin took over mopping up, then they stood up. ‘I’ll go and have a shower before I give you a hug and a kiss.’ Alvin told him. As he headed for the door he called out, ‘Come too if you want to.’ As he turned to drop the tissues into the toilet, he found Ian standing by him. Ian reached out and flushed it. Then he sat on the seat and watched Alvin as he had his shower.
When he stepped out, Ian was there with the towel for him and Alvin enjoyed being dried as much as Ian was clearly enjoying drying him. As soon as he was dry, Alvin went over to the toilet and had a wee. Ian watched him, fascinated and not a bit embarrassed. They returned to the bedroom and got in under the covers.
After a hug and a long kiss on the lips, Ian snuggled down into his usual position. He rested his hand over Alvin’s soft cock, as he felt him putting his arm around his shoulder. Alvin kissed the top of his head and told him he had made great progress today. Then he realised that Ian was already fast asleep.
Alvin put the light out, and moments later he was fast asleep too.
SUNDAY - ALVIN & IAN
No alarm had been set, so it was ten thirty when they woke up. Alvin came too first to find himself tight up to Ian’s back. He was fully hard needing a wee and his cock was tight along Ian’s crack. Alvin’s hand was over Ian’s waist, holding his very hard cock. He kissed the back of Ian’s shoulder.
‘Ian felt the kiss, stirred and felt Alvin against him. He turned over and gave him a smile. They hugged and kissed with both hard cocks squashed together. Then getting up, they both went to the bathroom and standing each side of the toilet, had a wee together. ‘We don’t need to do this together all of the time.’ Alvin told him.
‘But now that it doesn’t bother you, neither of us need to wait for a wee first thing in the morning, or if one of us is in the shower.’ They got dressed and had a light breakfast. ‘Today we’re going hill walking,’ Alvin told him. ‘We’ll take the bus to the park ten miles away, which has a hill that’s five-hundred-feet high.’
‘There’s a good path up to the top and a great view when you get there. It’s not overly hard or difficult but it’s definitely not easy going. We’ll take a drink and a light snack with us to eat at the top. Then when we get back, we’ll have a Sunday roast. When they reached the park, Ian thought the hill looked smaller than most of the ones he’d been up with his dad in the past, so he wasn’t unduly concerned.
They started up, but by the time they were halfway up they were both struggling a bit. ‘It’s because we haven’t done anything like it for a while,’ Alvin told him. ‘Plus, our muscles are still stiff from yesterday.’ They persevered and quite a while later, legs aching like mad, they reached the top.
After walking round the viewing platform and trying to point out places they knew to each other, they moved off onto the grass. They sat and had their drink and the few healthy snack bars that Alvin had brought, then stretched out for a rest. After a while Alvin called time, and they stood up. Ian with some difficulty, having stiffened up.
‘Will you make it back down?’ Alvin asked concerned. ‘Yes, I can do it.’ Ian said with a firm assurance that made Alvin smile to himself and also feel a warm glow of pride. They strolled slowly to start with, then when Alvin felt Ian would have loosened up enough, he increased their speed to a normal walking pace.
They had a brief rest halfway down but didn’t stop long enough to stiffen up. Before long they were back at the bottom. Alvin saw Ian look back up at the summit and smile happily. He knew that he was feeling proud that he’d managed to do it. When they got back to the flat, Alvin sent Ian to have a hot shower whilst he put dinner on to cook.
When Ian came into the lounge, still naked as instructed, he saw a row of cushions off the settee lined up on the floor with towels lying over them. ‘Lie face down,’ Alvin told him, ‘Then I’ll give your aching muscles a massage, so you don’t seize up at work tomorrow.’ Ian liked that idea, he’d never had a massage in his life, but if Alvin was giving him one, he felt sure it would be lovely.
He felt something warm drip onto his back. ‘That’s just olive oil you can feel,’ Alvin told him, ‘It’s just so that my hands will slide easily on your skin.’ He started massaging Ian’s shoulders, working the muscles as if he was trying to rub the oil in, which in effect was exactly what he was doing.