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The Life of Lewis

Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas

Chapter 4: How Many Girls

Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 4: How Many Girls - 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  

Then he paused, ‘How did you know it was a male?’ Jeff asked, sounding surprised. ‘Two reasons,’ Cliff answered. ‘A teenagers first sexual experience is nearly always with someone of the same sex. And you were obviously embarrassed about it. If it had been a girl, you would have told me about it earlier.’

Jeff had given up being surprised at all the things Cliff seemed to know. ‘After a few days,’ he continued, ‘The news got round the neighbours that I had passed my test. Manny, a guy from a few doors down came to see me one night and made me an offer.’

‘He congratulated me, then asked if I was going to get my own car. I told him I wanted to, but I would have to save up first as I had only just started working.’ ‘Well as I’m sure you heard, I got a two-year driving ban a while ago for being over the limit.’

‘I’ve still got six months left before it expires and my car is just sitting there. If I tax and insure it for you to drive and you use it to taxi me around, you can have the use of it in between.’ We talked through what it would mean and I agreed.’

‘A week later I was the legal driver, with insurance and tax paid for. Manny was a trainee butcher just coming to the end of his time. The shop where he worked was near to where we lived, so he didn’t need it for work. That meant I was able to drive to the hospital which was further away.’

‘And as I didn’t do anything of an evening or weekend anyway, taking him out or picking him up, was no problem. In fact, I liked that it got me out. Manny was in his early twenties, and he told me he had been stupid to have driven after sinking a load of ale.’

‘When he got his licence back, he would never do it again.’ he assured me. I was doubtful about that. Every Saturday night I would pick him up from a local pub, and once a month from one he especially liked, which was about five miles from home. Most weeks he was fine, although I could always smell beer on his breath and on the rare occasions that he didn’t fall asleep as soon as he got in the car, he talked more than usual.’

‘But that was fine as long as he didn’t drive. I would drop him off outside his front door, then drive further down to park outside mine. But about six weeks after it started, he had had more than usual. He could hardly stand up when he came out to the car.’

‘Then when we got to his, he asked me to see him in and gave me his key. He lived on his own. He had told me that he had got married when he was nineteen, bought the house and then two years later his wife had left him because of his drinking.’

‘He had got his driving ban after she had left, when he was twenty-one. He was twenty-three now. I went round to the passenger side and helped him out. He had to put his arm around my shoulders to be able to stagger to the door.’

‘I opened the door, and we went in. I let go of him when we got in and he fell on the floor. I closed the front door and helped him to his feet. ‘Can you see me up to bed.’ he slurred. He was well built and I was lightweight back then.’

‘I told him to go upstairs on his hands and knees, so that he didn’t fall. I followed right behind, although I don’t know what I could have done if he’d fallen backwards. Anyway, he stayed on his hands and knees, so he reached the top ok.’

‘As he got unsteadily to his feet, he said, ‘I’m bursting for a pee, will you wait, and make sure I get into bed ok.’ He staggered into the bathroom and soon after I heard the noise of his wee hitting the water in the toilet. It sounded like a giant waterfall and went on for ages.’

‘Then there was silence. I was just starting to wonder if I should go in and check he hadn’t passed out, when he came out. He was stark naked. He’d stripped off whilst he was in the bathroom. I stared at him feeling amazed and embarrassed.’

‘He was a couple of inches taller than me, broad shouldered and had the biggest cock I’d ever seen. Actually, at that time, apart from my own it was the only cock I’d ever seen, at least to stare at.’ Added to that, he was jet black, and I suppose that made his body seem even more unusual and exciting.’

‘As I stood staring, he had been holding onto the bathroom door post. Then he just let go, presumably intending to head for the bedroom. I leapt forward just in time to stop him falling. He put his arm around me again, and we staggered along the landing.’

‘He sounded happy and told me I was a wonderful friend, his voice still slurred. I got him into his bedroom and managed to hold him up whilst I pulled the duvet off. He fell onto the bed, then rolled onto his back. As I went to pick up the duvet intending to cover him up, he sat up.’

‘Thank you,’ he slurred, ‘Let me give you a hug.’ I decided that rather than argue it was a simple request, although I’d never hugged a naked man before. But I liked Manny anyway, so it wasn’t really a problem. I sat on the edge of the bed facing him.’

‘He put his arms around me and pulled me close. As he put his head on my shoulder, the smell of beer intensified. But I hadn’t been that close to anyone for ages, so I put my arms round him too and hugged him back. We sat there for a while, then I realised that he was crying.’

‘What’s up?’ I asked in his ear. ‘This is the first time anyone else has been in this room since my wife left,’ he told me. ‘I get so lonely.’ At that time, I was living with Bill, so I had plenty of company, but I always felt lonely in bed.’

‘I felt so sorry for him, so I kept hold of him. ‘This is the first hug I’ve had for two years,’ he told me, ‘It’s so good to have a friend, you’re so kind.’ After a while I told him to lie down and I’d cover him up.’ He lay down and I stood up.’

Then I got a shock. He had gone hard. His cock had looked big when it was soft, but now it looked gigantic. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. When I tore my eyes away, I could see he had gone to sleep. I sat there watching his cock until it went soft and flopped down between his legs. It was like watching a factory chimney collapsing.’

‘I got to my feet and covered him up with the duvet. As I went to leave, I suddenly realised that I was very hard too. I felt very embarrassed that seeing a man had made me erect. But when I was in bed that night, I couldn’t get the image of his monster cock out of my head.’

‘Despite it making me very hard and throbbing, I resisted the urge to fire myself as I thought about it, but even so, I went to sleep wondering what it would be like to hold it. I didn’t have an occasion to see him for three days, then I went to pick him up from a friend’s house. He’d been drinking again as usual, but apart from the smell of beer, he didn’t seem too bad.’

‘He seemed pleased to see me, and as we drove home, he asked, ‘Did you have to put me to bed last time?’ ‘Sort of,’ I told him. ‘You were very unsteady on your feet, so I made sure you got upstairs ok and then put the duvet over you.’

‘I don’t remember much about it,’ he said, ‘But the next day when I woke up, I was naked.’ ‘Yes,’ I agreed, ‘When you got upstairs you went to the bathroom for a wee, then when you came out you had stripped off.’ ‘So, you saw me naked?’ he asked.

‘Yes,’ I admitted, ‘But it’s not a problem.’ ‘I have a vague memory of holding someone in my arms and crying on their shoulder.’ he told me, ‘Was that you?’ ‘Yes,’ I agreed and explained what had happened.’ ‘I’m so sorry,’ he said, ‘I hope I didn’t upset you.’

 
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