Chapter 3: Malcoms Memories

‘We’d been out,’ he said. ‘We went back to my room and once we were inside, we kissed. She kissed back so I put my hand up on her breast. She didn’t seem to mind so after a while I moved it inside her top over her bra. She put her hands up inside the back of my top too.’

‘Then I took her top off. We hugged again then I undid her bra and took it off. They were the first pair of breasts I’d ever seen so I stared at them for a while, then I felt all over them and kissed them. They were so soft it was wonderful.’

‘After a while I took my own top off and we hugged. As we kissed her bare breasts pressed into my bare chest, it felt like I was in heaven.’

‘Then I led her over to my bed. I undid her jeans and when they dropped to her ankles, I sat her down on the bed and took them off her feet. Then I took mine off too and got up on the bed with her.’

As he spoke his cock had started to grow so Lewis had rested his hand on it gently. Once it was fully hard, it wasn’t a lot bigger. He took hold of it in his fingers and started stroking it slowly. Harry engrossed in his story didn’t seem to notice.

‘We held each other close and kissed, then I kissed down her breasts. As I did, I put my hand between her legs. She drew her knees up, so I moved my hand inside her panties and felt her hairs. My cock was doing a dance in excitement.’

‘Then I got up, I took her panties off, took my shorts off, put a condom on and got up between her legs. She looked so lovely lying there waiting. I lay down on top of her and guided my cock inside. Once I was all the way in, I kissed her again, then started going in and out.’

‘As I thrust in I felt her pushing up with her hips. So, I speeded up. Very soon my feeling kicked in, so I went faster and harder until I fired. I cried out with such pleasure. The feeling as I came and kept shooting out was wonderful.’

‘When I stopped, I lay back down until I started to shrink. Then I pulled out and we got dressed.’ Harry suddenly realised he was having a lovely sensation and was about to fire. He opened his eyes and saw Lewis’s hand going fast on his cock. He had a happy flashback to the first time he and his pal had fired each other.

‘I’m coming,’ he called out, ‘Oh it’s lovely I’m coming right NOW!’ Lewis already had the container poised, so he deftly caught most of it. Putting the pot down at the side, he kept stroking as Harry shrank. Then he wiped his tip with a wet one and mopped up the tiny bit on Harry’s chest that had missed the pot.

Harry gave him a big grin. ‘That was so lovely,’ he said. ‘I haven’t felt that good for a long time.’ ‘Since you last had sex,’ Lewis said, ‘What reasons have you come up with as to why the girl didn’t want to repeat it.’

‘You can’t be shy with someone who has just fired you, so Harry told him what he would never have admitted to anyone else. ‘I think it is probably because my cock is too small.’ he said.

‘What makes you think that?’ Lewis asked. ‘After a big rugby match the whole team has a bath or a shower together,’ he said. ‘So, I have seen everyone naked. They are all within five years of my age and every single one is bigger than me. Many are an awful lot bigger than me.’

‘Well, I can tell you you’re right.’ Lewis said. ‘But not about the size of your cock. You are right in what you said earlier. It is your fault. But it’s a common fault and easily rectified.’

‘But let’s get rid if the size of your cock myth first. I can’t deny that on the scale of cock sizes your cock is nearer the bottom than the top. But it is far from being the smallest. It is also smaller than anyone would expect seeing your build. But I can assure you it’s function in making love is unaffected by its size.’

‘If a girl is making love with you because she thinks you have a big cock then she is going to be disappointed. But that is to your advantage. Would you really want to spend your life with someone who’s only interest in you was your cock size?’

‘A girl who loved you enough to go to bed with you will enjoy it because it’s you. You exactly as you are. At least, she will when you do it properly and we’ll remedy that right now.’

He pointed out about the top of his cock rubbing on her lump and how any size cock would do the same. Then he told a happier looking Harry to get dressed.

Once dressed he gave him his envelope of cash and thanked him for coming. ‘Now listen carefully,’ he said. Lewis instructed him in the art of love making from start to finish. ‘You can see from that,’ he added, ‘That it is for both of you to have the same pleasure. What you did was take the girl to bed so you could have sex with her and left her with nothing.’

‘Now you know what to do, that won’t happen again. Now you know your cock size isn’t a problem, that won’t bother you either. Also with both problems out of the way, you’ll be more confident to ask a girl out. Remember you’re much less shy now than you were this morning.

Seeing him looking puzzled, Lewis said, ‘You have just described in intimate detail to a perfect stranger the mess you made of your first female sex. You told a stranger about all the sex play you had with another male. You let a stranger get you erect and fire you by hand. So how can you possibly be shy anymore.’

A big beam lit up Harrys face as he thought about it. ‘You’re right,’ he said, ‘That’s wonderful.’ Lewis showed him to the door. Before he opened it, Harry threw his arms around him. Giving him a hug Harry said, ‘Thanks for the cash, but most of all thank you for everything you’ve taught me.’ ‘You’re welcome,’ Lewis said. ‘Tell me, how did you thank your pal after you had had your fun together.’

‘We kissed.’ Harry said with his new confidence. ‘Like this?’ Lewis asked as he pulled him close again and kissed him. When they broke for air Harry said, ‘Yes, but nowhere near as good.’ He repeated the kiss then went on his way happy.

It was five fifteen by then, so Lewis locked up and went to find the recruiters. They were still sitting at their table. When asked about their day, they said they had had quite a bit of interest shown.

Lewis had emailed them both a copy of his report on Peter. They had both read it. ‘I’ve done one of the extras as well,’ Lewis said. ‘I helped him with a problem of his own so he’s happy. I’ve got another of the four at ten in the morning. I’ll print a copy of the report I sent you for morning.’

On the way back Lewis explained how he came to be able to get special leave so easily. ‘I solved a major problem for another school,’ he told them. ‘Then when I needed time off for something else, I asked the headmaster if he would contact my head and suggest special leave.’

‘I don’t know how much he told him, but my form master who you met, was evidentially given strict instructions. I don’t use it often but it’s very handy when I need it.’

The next morning Sergeant Cline rang the adjutant and told him it was going well. ‘We’ve interviewed one of the four so far and one spare,’ he said. ‘Two more of the four are booked for this morning. I’ll report again in the morning,’ he said. ‘I’ve got everything I need, thank you.’ he answered in reply to the adjutant’s question.

They arrived at the university at quarter to ten. The sarge and Aiden went off to their table and Lewis to the room.

At five past ten there was a rat-a-tat-tat on the door. Lewis opened it to find a flustered looking Malcom. ‘Sorry I’m late,’ he said, ‘I’m hopeless at timekeeping.’ ‘No problem,’ Lewis said, ‘Come on in.’

‘First off will be a simple medical and a few swabs,’ Lewis told him. ‘To start with I’ll listen to your chest. Can you strip down to your shorts and stand where you are now.’

Malcom went over to one of the chairs. He got undressed and returned to stand where Lewis had indicated. He was six inches taller than Lewis and quite slim. Although he did have more padding than he perhaps should have. He had fair hair, with a sparce patch of fair hair on his chest.