The Life of Lewis
Copyright© 2021 by Lewis Lucas
Chapter 1: The Naked Contact
Pedo Sex Story: Chapter 1: The Naked Contact - 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
Cliff smiled at him, ‘Anyone who can let his cock go hard into someone else’s hand whilst hoping that hand might then fire him, has to be feeling very much at ease. If that anyone happens to be lying naked, with his head on the someone else’s lap, he should feel able to tell him what he’d like him to do. ‘
Harry didn’t hesitate, ‘Would you fire me again, please?’ he asked. ‘I want to know it’s happening this time and enjoy it to the full.’ ‘I’ll bet you never ever dreamt you’d hear yourself asking someone anything like that,’ Cliff told him, ‘And the answer is yes.’
Harry’s face lit up and his cock, still under Cliff’s hand, did a dance. ‘Sit up.’ Cliff instructed. Cliff got up, then told Harry to lie down. Sitting at his side Cliff told him, ‘In this position, I can use one hand to stroke your cock and the other hand to play with your balls at the same time.’
‘Oh wow!’ Harry exclaimed as he though how wonderful that would feel. ‘Do you want to just lie there and let your own dream run through your mind?’ Cliff asked, ‘Or shall I tell you an erotic story?’ Harry didn’t hesitate, ‘An erotic story, please.’ he answered.
‘Ok,’ Cliff told him, ‘I’m going to tell you what you should have done with Moira just after you were stripped to underpants and panties. I won’t start from the beginning this time, because I feel sure you’ll be firing very quickly.’
‘As well as enjoying the story, I want you to remember it too, because it is part of your lesson. Here goes ... You have just had a hug and a kiss after stripping off. Your cock is flexing against her with just your underpants and her panties between you.’
‘Her bare breasts are pressed against your bare chest, and you are both running your hands up and down the others bare back.’ Harry’s cock had been dancing about in excitement. Cliff took hold of it and started stroking it very slowly.
‘Next, you take her hand and lead her towards the bed. You stop and let go a few paces away, so that she can move over to the bed and get up on it of her own choice. Then as she settles down, you get up and lie beside her. You face each other, move together, and kiss.’
Then Cliff slid his other hand up the inside of Harrys leg until he reached his balls. As Cliff stroked his cock and played with his balls, he continued. ‘You got up on your hands and knees and kissed her. As you did, you slid one hand down onto her breast.’
‘Then as you kissed her neck and kissed on down towards her breast, you slid your hand down her front, over her panties and rested it directly over her hairs. As you started kissing her breasts, you brought your hand slowly up her front to her waist.’
‘Still kissing her breasts, you slid your hand down inside her panties and ran your fingers through her hairs. As you did, Moira drew her knees up and apart, so you explored deep down between her legs into her hairs. As your finger sank down through her hairs, they found the opening to her vagina.’
‘Moira was making happy noises, so you knew she was enjoying what you were doing. So, you explored further. Your fingertip ran round the soft moist skin of the opening making you feel so excited and Moira cry out in delight.’
Cliff had kept stroking at a slow steady speed, knowing how worked up Harry would get. When he screamed out, ‘I’m coming right now,’ Cliff only managed to speed up for two strokes, before Harry’s cock throbbed in his grip.
As Harry screamed in ecstasy at the lovely feeling going through him, his cock shot out four good jets of cum. They both watched them sail up in the air, then crash down onto his chest. Harry had never seen so much cum before. Nor had his fire been as enjoyable as this one had just been.
He watched Cliff as he kept stroking slowly until the last drop of cum left his tip. Then as his cock shrank in Cliff’s hand, it felt so lovely feeling him holding it. ‘Oh wow!’ Harry gasped, ‘Doing it your way is far, far, better.’ Cliff let him lie still for a while as the lake of cum on his chest didn’t seem to be showing any sign of running off.
Then he lay his limp cock down and went to the bathroom to collect cleaning things. After cleaning him up, Cliff picked his little cock up again and slid his foreskin back. As he dabbed it all over with the wet cloth, Harry let out a howl of pleasure.
Then Harry sat up and pulled Cliff close. As they hugged with their heads on each other’s shoulders, Cliff lifted his head up and drew his index finger slowly and gently across Harrys lips from one side to the other. It had an immediate effect.
Harry pulled him back close and kissed him on his lips. Then he broke off aghast at what he had done. ‘I’m so sorry,’ he said, ‘I don’t know what came over me.’ ‘Don’t worry,’ Cliff told him, ‘It’s a natural desire. Was that your first kiss on the lips.’
‘Yes.’ Harry admitted. ‘And did you enjoy it?’ When harry agreed that he had, Cliff told him, ‘In that case, why don’t we have another longer one?’ ‘Really?’ Harry asked, his face showing how much he wanted to. ‘Of course you can, it’ll be good practice for you.’ Cliff told him.
Harry’s face was a picture as they moved together slowly. Then they had a long kiss. Harry let Cliff do most of the work, trying to learn from what he was doing. ‘Wow, what a kiss.’ he said as they broke for air. ‘Perhaps you’ll get to try it on Moira one day.’ Cliff told him with a grin.
‘Ok, get dressed now.’ Cliff told him. ‘We’ll have a coffee whilst we decide what to do about Stuart. Then when he’s sorted, you can come back again, and I’ll teach you how to be a great lover.’ Cliff stood up, followed by Harry who immediately took him into his arms.
‘Thank you so much,’ Harry told him, ‘I just know everything is going to be sorted and my life will be better than ever.’ He got dressed whilst Cliff put the kettle on. Once they were seated at the table with their coffees, Cliff set out the options.
‘I take it that no matter what, you don’t want your mum and uncle to know what happened?’ Cliff asked. ‘No, I’d rather he got away with it than let that happen.’ Harry told him. ‘That’s a normal reaction.’ Cliff assured him. ‘So, what we need to do is to stop Stuart doing it to you every time he visits.’
‘Also, it will be good if we can stop him doing it to others too, for I very much doubt you are the first and won’t be his last.’ Harry looked surprised, that hadn’t occurred to him. ‘We can’t do anything about his last attack on you,’ Cliff told him, ‘Because there is no longer any evidence.’
‘It would be your word against his. So, the first thing we need is evidence that can be used to make him stop. I suspect that Stuart will come with your uncle to attack you every time now, if nothing is done. You could of course just find somewhere to go and stop over each time he came.’
‘But that would soon make your mum and your uncle suspect you were avoiding him and start to ask both of you why. ‘So, here’s what I would like to do, but it needs your full cooperation for it to work. I will visit you during the week when your mum is out and fit a listening device in your bedroom.’
‘On the Saturday night, if he does repeat it, you will need to let Stuart attack you once more. But this time it won’t hurt anywhere near as much, because your bum will be well oiled. Then the moment that he thrusts his cock up inside you, you will scream as if you are in terrible pain.’
‘I will be listening in via the internet and by then I’ll be outside your bedroom door with a friend who is much bigger and stronger than I am. I could bring a real policeman, but although the police and the court would protect your identity from the public, your mum and your uncle would easily guess his victim was you.’
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