Chapter 5: Fired by Mike Again

As usual it was a busy afternoon in the shop and Lewis was caught by surprise when Mike suddenly said it was time for him to knock off. He looked at the clock in surprise, seeing it pointing at five minutes to five. ‘Ok,’ he said, ‘I’ll go and get my coat,’ he added with a big grin at Mike. He went through into the back and sat on the settee. Mike hadn’t given him any instructions at lunch time as to what he should do with his clothes, so he just took his shoes and socks off, then sat and waited. Whilst he waited, he wondered what wonderful feelings he was going to experience today, remembering how ecstatic it had been last week. He didn’t have long to wait. He heard the shop door ‘ping’ as Mike showed the last customer out and locked the door. A few seconds later he came through, saw Lewis sitting with his bare feet and said, ‘Let me guess, you’re staying for an extra!’ Lewis grinned at him and replied, ‘Yes please.’

Mike sat on the settee besides him and put his arm around Lewis’s shoulders. Lewis nestled up against him with his head on Mike’s shoulder. ‘That’s nice,’ Mike told him as he started to tell him what he had planned. ‘If you go ahead with it,’ Mike said, ‘You’ll strip off completely and lie on your front for two head to tails with a couple of questions, then you’ll turn over and I’ll sit so you’re lying across my legs like last week. Instead of going up and down three times on your front, I’ll go from your chest to your knees with my left hand and your head and chest with my right. The main concentration will be around your abdomen and instead of asking any questions, I’m going to tell you a story which will help you get really worked up and fire. Not that you need much encouragement,’ he added.

‘How does that sound?’ he asked. ‘Lovely’ came the immediate reply. ‘Ok,’ Mike said, ‘Just a couple of things, I’m not going to bother asking you to give me a score anymore, you clearly enjoy and are happy with our sessions, BUT’ he stressed, ‘Please remember at all times that this is fun. If at any time you feel uncomfortable for any reason, you say STOP, ok?’ ‘Don’t worry,’ Lewis told him, ‘It’s not likely, but if it does happen I will.’

‘Ok,’ Mike said. ‘The other thing is the story I was going to tell you today was about you when you met two sisters at a hotel, then went up to their room.’ He paused to let Lewis’s imagination run riot. After a few moments he continued, ‘But in view of what you told me about Peter, I’m going to do a story about the two of you instead. It’s about what could have happened the night he stayed with you. Who knows, some of it might even match your own thoughts. Don’t worry about missing the sister’s story though,’ he added, ‘There’s always next week for that one.’ He leaned down and kissed the top of Lewis’s head, which sent a shiver of pleasure through both of them.

He got up and said, ‘I’m just going to the loo, strip off and lie down, I’ll only be a moment.’

When he returned, a lovely sight awaited him. Lewis was stretched out on the settee, face down. Mike stood for a moment looking down at him, his eyes moving across his broad shoulders, down his unblemished back, around his slim waist, over those lovely firm cheeks and down his legs. By the time he sat down alongside him, he was rock hard.

He placed his hands on the back of Lewis’s head and massaged it gently. As he moved on over his shoulders and down his back, he could feel all of Lewis’s tensions fading from his body. By the time he had messaged both cheeks and moved on down, Lewis was almost in a hypnotic state. Mike waited until his hands were moving back up Lewis’s legs before he asked, ‘you told me the other week that you are a virgin. Is that still, correct?’ There was a short pause before Lewis answered, ‘Yes, it is.’ As Mikes hands ran over his cheeks once more and up his back, Mike asked, ‘Do you know what a Virgin is?’ ‘Yes,’ said Lewis, answering quicker this time, ‘It’s someone who has never has sex.’ Mike carried on up over his shoulders as he continued with his questions, ‘So explain to me exactly what sort of sex a virgin hasn’t had.’

Lewis thought for a moment about his answer, thinking to himself at the same time how strange it was that he felt no embarrassment at discussing such things with Mike. He started to speak just as Mikes hands headed down his back once more. ‘In my case it would be that I haven’t had sex with a girl. In exact terms, I haven’t put my cock in a vagina, thrust it in and out, then shot my load into her.’ ‘A perfect description,’ Mike told him, now massaging his cheeks again. They felt so good that as usual he found it difficult to move on. Forcing himself, he carried on down to his feet, then started back up, saying as he did so, ‘What percentage of the boys in your class would you consider have had full sex.’ Lewis thought for a moment as Mikes hands reached his cheeks once more. ‘About 50%,’ he said. Mike stayed on his cheeks as he said, ‘So allowing for a bit of boasting, we could probably say 25% definitely had, yes?’ ‘That seems reasonable,’ Lewis agreed as he enjoyed the touch of Mikes hands on his cheeks.

‘So, young man, give me three reasons why you are still a virgin.’ he asked, staying on his cheeks. ‘Mainly because I’ve never had the opportunity I guess,’ came his honest reply. ‘Also, I don’t have a lot of confidence around people, especially people my own age. Thirdly, the girls at school never seem interested in me, they’re always hanging around the bigger, stronger lads.’ As he finished speaking, Mike had reached his head and after a few moments running his fingers through his hair, he said, ‘Don’t worry about all that, it happens to lots of boys and girls at your age, things will change, believe me. I’ll talk to you more about it next week. Now its pleasure time, turn over,’

Lewis turned over onto his back, his cock stiff with the foreskin right back. It stood up like a lighthouse and the tip was already moist. Mike looked down at him for a moment, enjoying the sight. Then telling him to sit up, he moved the cushion, sat behind him and then he lay back down across his legs. Mike rested his right hand on Lewis’s head and his left on his abdomen, feeling him give a little shiver of anticipation as he did so.

‘One quick question before we start,’ Mike said, ‘Have you ever kissed anyone properly, mouth to mouth?’ ‘Not really,’ Lewis replied, ‘I kissed a girl from school under the mistletoe at the Christmas party last year, it was on her mouth, but it only lasted a second.’ Mike started massaging his abdomen as he asked, ‘So why do you think she pulled away so quick?’ ‘I don’t know,’ Lewis replied frankly, ‘It could have been I wasn’t doing it properly, or perhaps she didn’t like me that much.’ ‘No point worrying about it, you’ll probably never know,’ Mike said as he took hold of his cock and stroked it.

‘Right, now I’m going to tell you a story whilst I relax you.’ Mike told him, ‘So just relax, listen to my voice and try and imagine yourself as I describe you.’

He put his fingers between Lewis’s legs and fondled his balls as he started his story. ‘You are in bed the night Peter stayed with you. You are both wearing just shorts. You wake up in the night and find that you have a hard on and Pete’s arm is around your shoulders. His chest is touching the top of your back. You carefully reach behind you and feel the tip of Pete’s cock, it’s standing up hard inside his shorts. You move your hand away and wriggle back into him, so that his cock is pressing against your cheeks with just the two layers of materials separating you.

Getting hold of his wrist, you lift his hand off your shoulder and carefully move it down lower until you can place it over your own erection. Once it’s in place, your cock jumps about at the feel of someone else’s hand. Pete feels the movement in his sleep and automatically wraps his fingers around it. Then the movement wakes him. He comes to realising that he is lying tight up to your back, his erection is pressed against you, and he has a hold of your erection.

He freezes in panic but before he can move, you put your hand over his and keep it on your cock.’ ‘Don’t take it away,’ you say, ‘it feels lovely, and I don’t mind.’ ‘I didn’t mean to’, Pete said feeling very embarrassed, ‘I must have done it in my sleep.’ ‘It doesn’t matter,’ you told him,’ Are you enjoying it?’ ‘Yes,’ Pete admitted, ‘it does feel good. Did you get stiff because of me?’ Pete asked you, ‘Yes,’ you told him, ‘I felt you turn over and put your hand on me, then I stiffened up and at the same time I felt you stiffen up behind me. It felt so nice I was almost hoping you wouldn’t wake up; I could have lain there for ages. I’m going to take my hand off yours but don’t move your hand away,’ you told him, ‘Just keep it there and copy me. ‘You put your hand behind you and took hold of his cock, then slid your hands all over it with just his shorts between it and your hand. As you did, Pete started doing the same to you. After a moment or two, you told him to stop for a moment whilst you turned over.’

‘Turning over to face him, you told him to put his hand back where it was, and you did the same. Then you put your other hand under his head, pulling his head towards you. He put his other hand back over your shoulder. You were now lying with one hand on each other’s erection and the other hand around each other’s shoulders, faces just a few inches apart. There was a very faint light coming through the curtains from the moon, so you could make out a. silhouette but not see each other properly. You moved a little closer and Pete did the same so that your foreheads touched together.

You both moved your heads at the same time so that your lips came together. You kissed firmly, enjoying the sensation it gave you. It was clear that Pete was feeling the same. You both put your arms further around each other and your erections were now pressing together and throbbing about.’ Whilst telling the story, Mike had been massaging Lewis’s cock and abdomen which was also rock hard and throbbing. He took his other hand off his chest, slid it behind Lewis’s head and lifted his head and shoulders up a little.

As he did so, Mike leaned down and kissed Lewis on the forehead, then on his nose, then on his mouth. At the touch of Mikes lips on his, Lewis’s cock did a highland jig whilst he threw both his arms around Mike and returned his kiss passionately. They kissed for what seemed ages until they both had to break off for air. When he could breathe again, Mike said, ‘Wow, that was some kiss, you’re a natural.’ Lewis grinned at him. ‘Thanks, ‘he said with an ear-to-ear grin, you weren’t too bad either.’

Mike kissed him on his forehead as he lay him back down, saying, ‘Put yourself back in the story, you’ve just finished kissing Peter.’ Lewis closed his eyes and switched his mind back to the bedroom. Mike continued with his story. ‘Peter told you that you were the best kisser he had ever experienced and how about taking our shorts off so we can play better. You agreed and with a bit of wriggling round you both slipped your shorts off and threw them out of the bed.