The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 3: A Wonderful Feeling
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 3: A Wonderful Feeling - 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
Leslie gave him a squeeze and said quietly, ‘Thank You.’ He got up and trotted off to the bathroom. When he returned shortly, he walked in looking happy, his limp cock flopped about as he walked and Leslie was clearly unconcerned.
Cliff had stood up as he returned, so he pointed to the settee. Leslie got back into position sitting up and Cliff sat down and took him back into his arms. ‘Can you tell me what made you cry?’ Cliff asked. ‘When you suggested a hug,’ Leslie began, ‘I felt so happy.’
‘Then when I went into your arms and felt so close to you, it reminded me of the last hug I had from my mum before she lost her memory. It wasn’t long before I was attacked. The feelings just overwhelmed me.’ ‘Well, I feel very special that you felt able to do it on my shoulder.’ Cliff told him.
‘Have you ever cried in front of someone before?’ ‘No, never.’ he said. ‘I wanted to so much when I was being attacked, but I couldn’t. ‘Then when I got home, I shut myself in my bedroom and cried myself to sleep with the duvet over me.’
‘Well, you never need to cry alone from now on,’ Cliff told him, ‘You have a friend’s shoulder to cry on now, although I hope that after today, you’ll have no more reasons to cry.’ It took Leslie a few minutes for it to sink in. ‘Are you saying you and I are friends?’ he asked sounding as if he couldn’t believe it.
‘Not just friends,’ Cliff told him, ‘But close friends.’ ‘I’ve never had a friend before.’ Leslie told him. ‘Yes, you have.’ Cliff corrected him, ‘From the sound of it, the four people you work with are your friends. Even the man in the chip shop.’ ‘But I wouldn’t dream of crying on their shoulders.’ he said puzzled.
‘That’s because they are good friends, but not very special close friends.’ Cliff told him. ‘Now let’s press on. Stay sitting up.’ Cliff moved to the end of the settee and Leslie lay down with his head on his lap. Cliff stroked his head with one hand and rested his other hand flat and still over his hairs and soft cock.
‘Are you ok there?’ Cliff asked smiling at him. ‘Yes,’ he beamed. ‘I’m with my very special friend.’ Can you tell me about those lovely feelings you used to get from your cock?’ Leslie went red. ‘Every boy gets them the same way as you did,’ Cliff assured him. ‘I did too.’
‘Really?’ Leslie said, he’d always thought he was doing something naughty and he’d never admitted it to anyone before Cliff. ‘Tell me where you were when you got them.’ ‘Always in bed.’ Leslie told him, his redness fading now Cliff had told him that he had done it too.
‘Was it soon after these hairs had appeared, that you started getting the feelings?’ Cliff asked as he ran his fingers through Leslie’s hairs, getting a happy cry in response. ‘Yes.’ Leslie agreed thinking Cliff knew so much about things.
‘How old where you when they started?’ Cliff asked. ‘It was in the summer holidays, between primary and secondary school,’ Leslie told him. ‘So, I’d be about eleven and a half I suppose.’ ‘Tell me what happened after you’d got into bed and what you did to get the feeling.’ Cliff asked.
‘And tell me what happened when you got the feeling.’ ‘When I got into bed and settled down with the light out, I’d put my hand down inside my pyjamas.’ Leslie said, looking guilty. ‘After I’d felt it all over for a bit, it would er... ‘ ‘Grow?’ Cliff suggested.
‘Yes,’ Leslie agreed, sounding relieved. It got much bigger and went very, very, hard. That felt lovely on its own.’ ‘What did you do then?’ Cliff asked. ‘I stroked it.’ Leslie answered in a whisper. Cliff took hold of his limp cock and stroked it twice.
‘Like that?’ he asked as Leslie let out a scream of delight. ‘Yes, he agreed. ‘That gave me such a lovely feeling, and I’d keep doing it for ages. ‘What were you thinking about whilst you were doing it?’ Cliff asked, ‘Apart from enjoying the feeling.’ ‘I er..., usually a girl at school.’ Leslie admitted.
‘Have you ever had a girlfriend?’ ‘No,’ he answered sadly. ‘None of the girls at school were interested in me. I was too thick.’ ‘I’m sure you weren’t,’ Cliff told him, ‘You just had skills no one had discovered at that time. I’m sure lots of boys at school wouldn’t be able to do what you do now.’
‘Cleaning parts without getting all the bits mixed up in a mess takes skill. Anyway, even though you didn’t actually have a girlfriend, you dreamt that you had one when you were in bed, didn’t you?’ ‘Yes.’ Leslie agreed, feeling happy that Cliff seemed to think that all he had done was ok.
‘A bit later, you can tell me what you dreamt.’ Cliff told him, ‘But for now, tell me what happened when you reached a really exciting part of your dream.’ Leslie went silent as he cast his mind back to that time when life had been so happy.
He felt so at ease with Cliff now, that it didn’t even occur to him that he was discussing things that he had never ever told anyone before and never imagined that he would. ‘The nice feeling of stroking got even nicer. Then a lovely feeling grew inside me and got better and better.’
‘Without realising I was doing it, I was stroking my cock faster and faster as the excitement grew and grew. And then, wow, what a feeling.’ ‘Yes, it is lovely, isn’t it?’ Cliff agreed. ‘Describe it to me and tell me what your cock did.’ ‘I don’t know how to describe the feeling itself,’ Leslie told him, ‘But it was so fantastic.’
‘And as it reached its best point, my cock throbbed like mad and stuff shot out of the end. The feeling that gave me was so lovely, so exciting, I always struggled not to scream in delight. As the feelings faded, I held my cock as it returned to its usual size.’
‘Even though I was always disappointed that it was over, feeling my cock shrink always felt rather special too. I usually fell asleep at that point.’ ‘Do you know what the stuff was that you shot out?’ Cliff asked. ‘Not at the time,’ Leslie admitted. ‘But in our first year at secondary school we had a sex lesson.’
‘I couldn’t understand most of it, but from what I think I did understand, it was sperm, and if I shot it into a girls vagina it would make her pregnant.’ ‘What affect did that knowledge have on your dreams?’ Cliff asked. ‘I dreamt about different girls at school, the same as before.’
‘But now, instead of just dreaming I was undressing them and feeling their body’s, I was dreaming that I was putting my cock up inside them and firing. It made it even more exciting, the feelings were even better, and from then on, I rarely missed a night until... ‘ he faded away.
‘Until you were attacked?’ Cliff asked. ‘Yes,’ he said sadly. ‘I haven’t fired since. My cock didn’t seem to want to go hard afterwards, and anyway, after the attack I didn’t really feel like trying much. Then I suppose I’ve just got used to not doing it. I’ve had other things on my mind.’
‘Well between us we’re going to get rid of those other things,’ Cliff told him, ‘Then you can start doing it again.’ ‘Do you think it will still work?’ Leslie asked sounding very forlorn. ‘Yes, it will.’ Cliff assured him, ‘I am positive that it will.’
‘Anyway, if you’d like me to, before I leave today, I’ll do it for you to start you off.’ ‘That sounds lovely, it would be very special,’ Leslie told him, ‘It would even be nicer than doing it myself.’ ‘It is,’ Cliff told him, ‘I know that from experience.’
As Leslie looked at him uncertain, Cliff told him, ‘My best pal did it for me, it was lovely.’ Leslie looked at Cliff in amazement, not just at Cliff feeling able to tell him something so personal, but at the thought and mental image he was having of someone actually doing it to Cliff.
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