The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 4: Skipping A Beat
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 4: Skipping A Beat - 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
The first thing Cliff knew was when Wesley’s cock suddenly swelled in his grip. Then they both heard Wesley’s scream of ecstasy as he shot five jets of cum up into the air. As he shot, Peter felt his bum muscles contract with each ejaculation.
Peter kept his finger moving slowly as Cliff slowed down to a stop. Then as Cliff stopped and just kept hold of Wesley’s cock, Peter slid his finger right out. As the cock in Cliff’s hand shrank, Wesley opened his eyes and smiled at them both.
‘Wow,’ he said, ‘That was indescribable. No wonder you can fire every time, with a memory like that.’ he said, looking at Peter. Peter grinned at him and went to fetch cleaning materials. Returning after having washed his finger, he mopped up all the lake of cum from Wesley’s chest with tissue.
Then he washed and dried his chest. He handed a wet cloth to Cliff who slid his foreskin back and dabbed all over it and the tip, bringing more happy noises from Wesley. When Peter returned from disposing of the tissue, he handed Cliff the tea towel he had asked for.
Cliff spread it out over Wesley’s now very limp cock. Peter sat back into position behind Cliff and was awaiting instructions. ‘Now Wesley, can I take it that you enjoyed what you have just experienced?’ Cliff asked. ‘It was lovely, I’ve never felt anything so nice ever before.’ Wesley assured him.
‘Well, I think you’ll find you’ll be able to fire yourself a lot more now,’ Cliff told him, ‘Just dream about what you have just felt if you find yourself struggling at any time. Before we finish, I want to show you where those lovely feelings came from.’
‘Put your legs back up and close your eyes.’ Then Cliff slid his hand under the tea towel and took hold of Wesley’s limp cock in a stroking grip. With his hand lifting the tea towel up, there was enough room for Peter to reach his hand in too.
He put some fresh oil on his finger and ran it around Wesley’s bum. At a nod from Cliff as he started stroking Wesley’s limp cock, Peter slid his finger back in, until it was fully up inside Wesley’s bum. Then he slid it in and out twice.
Wesley had been making some happy noises with Cliff’s stroking, but they increased considerably with the movement of Peters finger. Peter and Cliff stopped moving as Cliff said, ‘Wesley, open your eyes now and look down your front at the tea towel.’
He did, with a very happy smile on his face after the lovely and unexpected extra feelings he’d just had. ‘What you felt came from two things,’ Cliff explained. He lifted the top end of the tea towel a little. ‘Can you see my hand holding your cock?’ he asked.
Wesley nodded. ‘Well, my hand stroked your hard cock until it fired and gave you a lovely sensation, correct?’ Wesley nodded in agreement. ‘But the feeling you had was far better than just a normal fire, wasn’t it?’ After another very enthusiastic nod from Wesley, Cliff took his hands away.
Lying the tea towel down over his cock. He nodded at Peter, who slid his finger very slowly, deep into Wesley’s bum, out and back in again. As Wesley’s scream of delight faded, he noticed that Cliffs hands were nowhere near him.
‘That was the other half of your feeling, the half that made it extra special,’ Cliff told him, ‘That came to you compliments of Peter.’ He pulled the tea towel away. As Wesley looked down between his legs, he could see Peters hand up against his bum.
Then he felt something moving inside him as Peter moved the tip of his finger slightly. ‘That feels lovely,’ he said, ‘But I don’t understand what is happening.’ ‘Peter has his finger right up inside your bum,’ Cliff explained. ‘He was sliding his finger in and out of your bum as I stroked your cock.’
‘The two together gave you that lovey feeling. Just watch now as Peter pulls his finger out.’ Cliff took Wesley’s leg off his shoulder, moved round behind him and lifted his head and shoulders. Sitting behind him, he kept him sitting up so he could see Peters hand better.
Then at a nod from Cliff, Peter pulled his finger out very, very slowly. Feeling it sliding inside him, and seeing what was causing it, amazed Wesley, but he couldn’t stop crying out in ecstasy at the feeling it gave him as it slowly came out.
Peter wiped his finger, then came and sat higher up. Taking Wesley in his arms, he hugged him and they kissed. Then both standing up, they took Cliff into their arms for a three-way hug. After a long hug and each thanking Cliff, he told them to get dressed.
Sitting at the table with a coffee each, Cliff told Wesley that he should be able to fire himself whenever he liked now. ‘But don’t let that make you forget how special your times with each other have been. As I understand it, you’ve both played with each other’s cocks, soft and hard.’
‘You’ve also fired each other by hand. Peter, you have also fired Wesley by sucking him. You can do all those things again. But on special occasions, you can also repeat what Wesley has just experienced, by doing both things together to each other.’
‘Theres one other thing you can do too. Wesley, how much thicker would you say that Peters hard cock is, compared to his finger?’ Looking surprised at the question, he thought and said, ‘Very little, they’re almost the same.’ ‘Peter, what about Wesley’s hard cock and his finger?’
‘Wesley’s cock is the same length as mine, Peter said, ‘But it is very slightly thicker.’ ‘Well one other thing you might want to try is to put your cocks up each other’s bums, and fire yourself by thrusting in and out.’ As Wesley looked horrified at the idea and Peter terrified, Cliff explained.
‘Sometimes boys can be raped,’ Cliff told them. ‘If that happens it’s usually by an older stronger person with a much bigger cock. Your bum is usually the same size as your cock, so anyone pushing a much bigger cock up you would stretch your bum an awful lot, and if they were rough doing it too, it would be very, very, painful.’
‘But if you two tried it with each other, your cocks would fit into each other’s bums easily. And because you wouldn’t want to hurt them, you would oil each other well first. Then you would go in nice and gently, just like Peter just did with his finger.’
‘Firing like that would feel even better than what Wesley has just felt. ‘Actually,’ he said looking at Peter, ‘When someone has suffered a violent rape and has nightmares about it afterwards, having a friend going up his bum with a similar sized cock, and doing it gently, is often all that is needed to wipe out nightmares for good.’ he winked at Peter.
‘I’m not suggesting you should do any of those things,’ Cliff told them, ‘That is up to you. ‘But remember that there is nothing wrong with anything you do in private, providing you both agree to it and are happy about it.’
‘It’s also considered that putting your cock up a bum is the nearest thing you can experience to having sex with a girl.’ he added. They finished their coffees and after more hugs and thanks Cliff showed them out. He washed the cups, put them away, locked up and went home feeling happy.
The next day he rang Sister Williams. He gave her Wesley’s surname. ‘I’ve just discovered that Derek also called on her son the same,’ he told her. ‘Although he only called once. I’m sure I can rely on you to keep that confidential too.’
‘Of course,’ she assured him, ‘And we’ll give her a good check over as well, just to be sure.’ She thanked him for letting her know.
MONDAY EVENING - AARON - REBECCA - RALPH
After dinner and clearing away, Aaron sat in the flat in front of his computer. Rebecca was at home in front of hers. They both looked through the properties advertised by the local estate agents. If they saw a property that they liked the look of, they made a note of its details.
When Aaron had made his list, he emailed it over to Rebecca. Then he walked over to hers. By the time he had got there, Rebecca had compared both lists. She made a new list of just seven properties, the ones they had both voted for.
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