The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 7: It Pulled At Her Heart Strings
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 7: It Pulled At Her Heart Strings - 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
After slipping Aarons shorts off over his feet, Ian returned to his waist. He massaged down again covering every inch, including this time his balls. Then as he moved onto his thighs, he asked, ‘Can you tell me what effect your dream had on you?’
‘I need to go back a bit to explain,’ Aaron told him. ‘Prior to being attacked, I’d started getting hard occasionally in the morning when I’d needed a wee. But although it stiffened up a bit in bed at night sometimes and I enjoyed holding it, I never did anything with it in case my room share realised what I was doing.’
‘Then after I’d been attacked, I couldn’t bring myself to touch it in that way for ages. But when I settled into my own room and started thinking about Ruth at night, it would grow very hard very quickly, and it felt lovely when I played with it. Then something happened about two months after I’d moved to the last home.’
As Ian moved back up his legs, Aaron continued, ‘I’d been dreaming of Ruth and gone hard. As I played with my cock, for no particular reason other than it felt nice, I started stroking it with my finger and thumb. I was thinking about Ruth more than what I was doing.’
‘Then a lovely feeling started somewhere inside me. I soon realised that the more I stroked my cock, the nicer it got. I stopped thinking about Ruth and concentrated on my cock. But after a while the nice feeling disappeared and when I kept stroking, my cock felt sore.’
‘I stopped stroking. As soon as I let go of it, it went completely soft, and so I went to sleep.’ He stopped speaking as Ian’s hands reached his balls.
The moment the tip of Ian’s fingers touched his sac, Aaron’s cock started to grow.
They both watched it as first it stiffened up, then it slowly lifted up in the air until it was almost standing up straight. Aaron was making a lot of happy noises as he felt it growing. But when Ian’s hands moved up further and his fingers ran all over it, he screamed with delight.
‘That feels nicer than it has ever done before.’ he managed to say with some difficulty. Ian took hold of it in a full hand grip and held it still whilst it throbbed happily in his hand. Then after running his fingers through his hairs, Ian moved on up, leaving a tower standing waving behind him.
It took a few moments before Aaron could speak, then he resumed where he had left off. ‘The next two nights,’ he said, ‘I went hard again dreaming about Ruth. But although I enjoyed holding it, I was too scared to stroke it.’
‘I wondered if I was doing something that would harm me with it feeling sore last time. But the third night I couldn’t stop myself. The more I thought about Ruth, the more excited I and my cock seemed to get. I was soon stroking it steadily.’
‘But this time, I carried on thinking about Ruth as I stroked. ‘The lovely feeling deep inside me that I had felt last time returned and started growing. It grew greater and better, I don’t think I could have stopped stroking it then, even if I had wanted to.’
As Ian reached his head and took his hands off, Aaron gave him a lovely smile. His cock was still standing up hard as he sat up into Ian’s open arms and they hugged. Aaron thought it was such a special hug being bare chest to bare chest, as well as being just after Ian had held his hard cock in the flesh.
‘Stay sitting up,’ Ian told him as he stood up. Sitting at the end of the settee he told Aaron to lie down again. As his head settled on Ian’s lap, he looked up at him and gave him a lovely smile. ‘I feel so happy being this close to you.’ he said.
‘That’s lovely to hear.’ Ian told him as he rested one hand on his head and the other flat and still over his hairs, letting his cock stand up between his forefinger and thumb. Even that felt so exciting to Aaron. ‘Carry on with your story.’ Ian instructed.
‘By now, far from worrying about making it sore,’ Aaron continued, ‘I was going even faster. Then it happened. I can still remember that amazing sensation as I struggled not to scream out. But as it hit, I felt my cock throbbing and was aware that something was pouring out of the end of it like I was wetting myself.’
‘Despite feeling embarrassed at wetting the bed, or so I thought at the time, I couldn’t move or stop stroking until it had all finished pouring out of me and the feeling stopped. Then my cock shrank. I felt so happy, something that I hadn’t felt for a long time.’
As he was speaking Ian had started stroking Aaron’s head gently and also moving his hand around over his hairs. He was also letting his fingertip run up and down Aarons groins. Aaron beamed at him and continued, ‘But I was also exhausted.’
‘Then I realised that the bed didn’t seem very wet. I felt around and found the end of my cock and the duvet directly above it was damp and sticky, but it wasn’t wet like it would have been if I had wet the bed.’ ‘Before I could think too much about it, I had fallen asleep.’
‘The next morning, I woke and remembered the lovely feeling. I examined my cock, and it didn’t look or feel sore. Then I checked the bed. It was bone dry. I sniffed where it had felt sticky, but although there was a strange whiff of something and the area felt harder than the surrounding material, it certainly didn’t smell like wee. That was such a relief.’
‘I went off to school, and I was thinking about it most of the day. I had enjoyed what had happened so much, that I knew I wouldn’t be able to stop myself doing it again. But I was worried about doing myself some damage.’
‘I also wanted to know what the sticky stuff was that I had leaked onto the bed.’ He paused and looked down his front. He watched Ian’s hand as it moved around so slowly and gently over his cock, his balls and the surrounding areas.
The feeling it was giving him was making him so happy he could have laid there all night. ‘There was no one I felt able to ask about it,’ Aaron said, ‘But by the end of the day I had thought how I could find out. As soon as school finished, I headed into town.’
‘Ok,’ Ian said, ‘On that note it’s time we stopped for tonight. But before we do, I have a little job for you. Stand up.’ he instructed. They had a hug. Aaron’s cock was still hard and pressed against Ian, happily flexing. ‘You have relaxed amazingly.’ Ian told him.
‘You are not only able to be completely naked in front of me, but with a hard on too. Yet none of that is bothering you in the least. That is excellent. But it’s also unfair on you. We are very close friends, but although I have now seen all of your body, you haven’t seen all of mine.’
‘So, I’m going to lie on my front now whilst you massage my back, but before I lie down, I’ll take my shorts off.’ Ian stepped back, took his shorts off and lay face down on the settee. As he did, Aaron caught a quick glimpse of his soft cock.
‘It’s around the same size as mine,’ he thought to himself. He sat on the edge of the settee and looked down at Ian’s naked back. He couldn’t believe he was about to handle someone else’s body, especially in such an intimate area as his bum.
‘I wonder if he’s going to let me do his front too?’ He wondered. That was a thought that made Aaron’s cock flex madly in excitement. ‘Massage down my back please.’ Ian instructed. Aaron massaged the back of Ian’s head then moved down onto his shoulders.
It had felt so nice having a bare chest hug, but this was even better. As he massaged down his back, Ian told him he was doing it fine, ‘It feels lovely.’ he said. Then as Aaron moved up onto his bare cheeks, Ian cried out in delight.
Hearing that made Aaron feel really good. When he reached Ian’s feet, he was told to go back up again. He was loving feeling Ian’s bare skin under his hands, but feeling his bum seemed even lovelier. He reached Ian’s head and took his hands away.
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