The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 2: He Was Decidedly Hard
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 2: He Was Decidedly Hard - 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 he massaged down over his shorts, Duncan called out, ‘Cliff, I’ve just had an amazing thought. You have just run your hand all over my bare bum and apart from enjoying the lovely feelings, I didn’t think anything about it. I never thought I’d ever be able to let anyone ever touch me there again.’
‘Isn’t it wonderful.’ he sounded so happy. Moving down the back of his thighs, Cliff asked him, ‘Has anyone ever teased you about your cock being small?’ ‘No.’ Duncan said sounding as if he had only just realised it. ‘Do you have any idea why that is?’ Cliff asked him.
When he shook his head, Cliff told him, ‘That’s because to the other boys in the class, at least, those that are not amongst the exceptionally well endowed, you look the same as them. As Duncan looked unbelieving, Cliff smiled at him.
‘I have no idea why,’ he said, ‘But what you see when you stand up or lie in bed and look down at your cock, is something much smaller than anyone standing opposite you sees. Next time you’re home alone, strip naked and stand in front of a full-length mirror.’
‘First of all, look down at your cock, see how small it looks, then look at what you see in the mirror. You’ll easily see the difference. How does your best pals cock compare to yours?’ ‘We’re pretty much the same size, I think.’ he said. Then thinking about what Cliff had just told him, he beamed.
‘So that could mean that I’m actually bigger than he is.’ he said sounding so excited as Cliff massaged up over his shorts. ‘When I reach your waist, I’ll go inside again and massage your cheeks on the skin like I did on the way down.’ Cliff told him as he massaged both cheeks over his shorts.
As he reached his waist and took hold of the back of his shorts, Cliff told him, When I bring my finger up your crack on the way out, if you lift your hips before it’s completely out, I’ll slip the back of your shorts down below your cheeks.’
‘Then I’ll massage both cheeks directly on the skin, but at the same time and with nothing in the way. After that I’ll carry on up your back. He lifted his waistband and slid one hand inside. As he massaged the first cheek, Duncan was making a happy moaning noise.
Then when he moved over to the other cheek it got louder. When his finger started sliding up Duncans crack, he was howling with delight. In fact, he was so excited that he almost forgot to move. Cliff’s finger had actually broken contact with Duncans skin when it hit him and his hips shot up in the air.
Cliff slid Duncans shorts down to a few inches below his cheeks and told him to relax. As soon as he settled, Cliff put both of his hands on his bare cheeks at exactly the same time and started massaging. His hands felt to Duncan like a couple of feathers.
He gave them a good long massage, then moved on slowly up onto his back. As he moved up Cliff asked, ‘What’s your best pals name?’ ‘Taffy.’ came the reply. ‘Do you see much of him out of school?’ ‘Quite a bit, he likes mending things too, so we’re often in his or my garage doing something together.’
Cliff reached his head, gave it a massage then as he took his hands away, he told him to turn over. As Duncan settled, he felt the settee material touch his bare bum. Looking down his front, he saw that because his cock had been soft, the front of his shorts had slid down as much as the back.
He stared at his cock, now completely exposed. Then he looked up and saw Cliff smiling at him, ‘You’re not the least bothered that I can see every bit of you now, are you?’ ‘No,’ Duncan answered, a smile lighting up his face. ‘It feels so, so... ‘ he struggled to find a word.
‘Natural and relaxing?’ Cliff suggested. ‘Yes,’ he agreed, ‘That’s it exactly.’ ‘We’re well on the way now,’ Cliff told him. ‘What we’re going to do now, is that I’m going to massage down your front, everywhere on your front,’ he stressed. ‘Whilst I do, I’ll ask you all about the first time you and Taffy saw each other erect.’
‘Then when I reach your feet, I’ll massage slowly back up your front whilst you just lie quietly and enjoy it. After that you’ll be ready to tell me everything that happened to you.’ Duncan had been thinking happily about the massage down and up his front.
He also knew by now, that when it came to it, he would be able to tell Cliff what he thought he’d never ever be able to tell a living soul. Then he suddenly went cold as he remembered something Cliff had just said that he had missed.
He looked at Cliff horrified. ‘What you just said about me and Taffy,’ he asked, ‘How did you know?’ Cliff smiled, ‘It was an educated guess, but a pretty safe one. I didn’t think you’d picked it up when I said it. I know because lots of teenagers experiment with their best mates.’
‘I’m quite sure you did more than just see each other erect, but now you know that I know, you’ll have no trouble telling me about that either. It might help you to know that like I suspect you two did, I have seen, touched and fired my best pal and he has done the same to me. It feels lovely doesn’t it.’
‘Yes.’ Duncan replied, before thinking what he was saying. He looked at Cliff in panic, then decided, so what. ‘If I can’t tell Cliff, who can I tell.’ ‘The difference between what you did with Taffy and your attack, is not what was actually done, it was how and why.’ Cliff told him.
‘You enjoyed it with Taffy because you wanted to do it, you knew him, you felt safe with him, and you knew he would never hurt you. Because of the last point, everything he did to you, you knew that he would do it carefully and gently. As you would have done to him.’
‘When you were attacked, you were forced into what you had to do. Your attacker didn’t care that you were terrified or how much he was hurting you. You had no idea what you would be like afterwards, your attacker didn’t care, and you certainly weren’t enjoying it.’
Cliff ignored his head and started on his shoulders. ‘Tell me about the first time anything happened between you and Taffy.’ he asked. ‘We’d gone to the local pool for a swim,’ Duncan began. ‘Afterwards, we were getting dry in the communal changing area.’
‘Near to us were two other boys about a year older than us, doing the same. As we were all getting dry, we couldn’t help noticing one of the boys. He was decidedly hard. He caught me looking and grinned at me.’ ‘It always happens when I come here,’ he told us, ‘I believe it’s something they put in the water. It has this effect on quite a lot of boys apparently.’
‘Really?’ I said, ‘That’s fascinating, I’m sorry for looking.’ ‘Don’t be,’ he said with a grin, ‘You could hardly miss it, could you.’ As Cliff moved down past his waist, Duncan went silent and watched his hand in excitement. His cock was standing up waving.
Cliff ran his fingers through Duncans hairs before taking hold of his cock in a full hand grip. As Duncans howl of delight faded, he changed to a stroking grip and stroked twice. That brought a scream of delight. He finished off with a feel of his balls.
He carried on massaging down his legs as Duncan managed to continue. ‘As we got dressed, we were chatting to them like old friends, and we left feeling as if we’d known them for years. We went back to Taffy’s and had a hot drink.’
‘His house was empty, and we were sitting at the kitchen table. ‘I can’t believe that I’ve just seen someone else’s erect cock,’ I said to Taffy. ‘I mean, I’ve seen you soft lots of times and I’ve caught glimpses of lots of the others at school, but apart from my own, I’ve never seen another erect cock in my life.’
Cliff reached his feet and told him to stop talking and to relax and close his eyes as he massaged back up to his head. As he started up, Duncan lay there with a happy smile on his face. The higher up his legs Cliffs hands moved, the more active his cock became.
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