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The Life of Lewis

Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas

Chapter 5: Theres No Comparison

Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 5: Theres No Comparison - 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 two days before the fire, Carter was out late and I knew dad had gone drinking. I was resigned to suffering if dad got back before Carter. But just after midnight I woke up as Carter came in. ‘It’s ok,’ he told me, ‘You can sleep in peace now.’

‘It seemed a strange comment, but I lay back down and was asleep in no time. The following day, dad was missing. We just assumed he’d got too drunk to come home as he’d often done before. Then two days later was the fire.’

‘Once the body was confirmed as dad’s, going to bed was so different. Knowing we could go to sleep and wouldn’t be woken up to suffer was wonderful. Then after the inquest was over and Carter had left, life was so much easier.’

‘But although mum is much happier, she still says very little and never shows any sign of affection. I’m determined to get my own flat as soon as I am old enough, so since life at home became happier, I have put more effort into my work at school.’

‘That was a terrible thing you and Carter had to suffer all that time.’ Cliff told him. ‘But from today, you can put it all behind you. You have already started to build your new life by working harder at school. I think that your roughness with the girls is due entirely to your experiences at home.’

‘I’m sure that we can overcome it. Your impatience with them wasn’t for sex as they assumed, it was your natural desire to hold someone special who loved you, close to you. Since the rapes stopped, how have the nightmares been?’

Shane was no longer surprised at Cliff knowing things he hadn’t been told, but at least he couldn’t possibly know Carters secret,’ he thought to himself with relief. ‘They’re terrible.’ Shane admitted. ‘I wake up in a sweat dreaming I’m in the shed and dad is raping me.’

‘Then it goes up in flames with us both in it whilst he’s doing it.’ ‘How often do you have them?’ Cliff asked. ‘At least twice a week still.’ Shane admitted. ‘At the start, it was three or four times, but they’ve eased off lately.’

He sounded so relieved about that. ‘Given what you’ve suffered, that is perfectly understandable and normal,’ Cliff told him. ‘But I’ll tell you the two options of how to get rid of them later. One takes a while and one is instant.’

Shane felt so relieved that there were actually options. He had anticipated the nightmares staying with him for the rest of his life, and they made him so frightened. ‘You promised Carter that you wouldn’t tell a soul what he told you.’ Cliff continued.

‘I believe that what he told you is crucial to your recovery and so, for your sake, we need to discuss it. Whilst you might not have been close, from what you’ve told me, I don’t believe that Carter would want to be responsible for your continued nightmares.’

‘So, what I’m going to do instead of asking you to break your promise, is to tell you the outline of what I believe Carter told you. Then if I’m right, you will be able to discuss it with me without having to break your promise.’ ‘He couldn’t possibly know,’ Shane thought to himself in horror as he remained silent. ‘Could he?’

‘But before we do that, I need you to tell me about your eight dates after Rosemary. What I want to know is what part of the body you kissed the girls on, on each date. Then tell me what part of their bodies you touched with your hands, again on each date.’

‘Also tell me at what point you got hard, and if the girl would have realised you were hard. Finally, what their last words to you were. How do you feel at the idea of telling me all that?’ ‘Because it’s you, I don’t think it will bother me.’ Shane told him.

He no longer sounded surprised about that. ‘Ok, go ahead please.’ Cliff instructed. ‘With all three I kissed them on their cheek at the end of the first date, then briefly on their lips on the second date. With the last two girls it was a longer kiss on the lips on the third date.’

‘On the first date I didn’t touch them with my hands, other than holding hands as we walked and then as I kissed them. On the second date I put one hand up between us and just rested it still over one breast for the duration of the kiss.’

‘On the two third dates I repeated that and moved my hand around feeling just the one breast, still over her clothes. As I reached up to touch a breast, I went hard every time. The first girl felt it and dropped me. She didn’t say why, she just wouldn’t agree to another date.’

‘With the second and third girl, I made sure that I didn’t press against them when I went hard. Then on the third date with the second one, I forgot and she felt my hard cock flexing. She seemed scared then and backed off. ‘I’m sorry, Shane,’ she told me, ‘You’re too eager and too rough.’

‘The third girl was the same, I managed to keep myself away from touching her as I felt her breasts on the last two dates. But at the end she told me, ‘I know you got hard by the awkward way you stood so as not to let me feel it.’

‘I don’t want sex yet. Anyway, you’re a bit too rough with your hands.’ That was two weeks ago, I haven’t felt like asking anyone else since.’ Ok, you’ve been very unlucky,’ Cliff told him. ‘Am I right in assuming you’re still a virgin?’

‘Yes.’ Shane answered very quietly and going red. ‘That’s nothing to be ashamed about.’ Cliff told him, ‘Lots of people are still virgins, even in the thirties and beyond.’ ‘Really?’ Shane said, sounding surprised, ‘From overhearing the other boys, I thought I was the only one at school who hadn’t had sex.’

‘By the time our year leaves school,’ Cliff told him, ‘I’d bet that seventy five percent of the year will still be virgins.’ Shane looked even more surprised, but he was delighted to realise that he wasn’t as odd as he had thought.’ ‘Lots of boys are like you and have difficulty finding a girlfriend.’ Cliff told him.

‘And even those that do, are often with a girl who has firm ideas on how old she wants to be, or how long she has been with a boyfriend, before she went that far.’ Now tell me how many nights a week do you go to bed and get hard.’

Shane couldn’t stop giving a laugh at that. ‘What’s funny?’ Cliff asked. ‘As I was about to answer, I realised I had no hesitation about answering the question,’ Shane told him, ‘Yet before I came here tonight, I’d never have dreamt of telling anyone such a thing.’

‘Well, seeing as how your naked cock is presently standing up hard between my index finger and thumb, and considering I have held it in my hand whilst it throbbed, it shouldn’t bother you, should it?’ ‘No.’ Shane agreed, still grinning.

‘Every night now,’ he answered, ‘It built up slowly after dad died, then about three months ago I was doing it every night without any problems.’ ‘And in those last three months, did you fire yourself every night?’ ‘Yes.’ Shane told him, sounding quite pleased about it. ‘Good,’ Cliff told him, ‘You deserve some pleasure.’

‘From when you started to stroke your cock, until you fired, did it feel lovely all the time every time, or did it ever hurt?’ Cliff asked. Shane was amazed once again that Cliff had guessed. ‘It often hurt,’ he admitted. ‘Sometimes I had to stop and leave it for ages before I could continue and fire.’

‘And on those occasions, did it still feel sore for a while after you’d fired?’ Cliff asked. ‘Yes.’ Shane agreed. ‘Well, that was because you were being too rough, even with yourself.’ Cliff told him. ‘You learned to be rough by example from your dad, without realising it was happening.’

‘But don’t worry, I’m sure we can sort it out between us. Now, tell me which of your last three dates gave you the nicest dreams.’ ‘The first one,’ Shane answered with no hesitation. ‘Can you tell me why her?’ Cliff asked. ‘I think because of all the available girls at school, I liked her the best.’

 
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