Li’l Job Louis
by David Heulfryn

 

Chapter 26: Exploring

He was waiting for me outside my house again. I knew he would be, and today I desperately needed to talk to him. I looked at Kurt, and instead of walking to college, I held him back, and we sat on my neighbour’s wall.

“What’s up?” Kirt looked confused.

“I need to tell you something, but you must promise not to let on that you know. I don’t want Holly finding out that I told you, and I don’t want you blabbing all over college.” I looked him in the eye and stared intently. “If I find out that you’ve said anything, I will fucking kill you and then tell everyone at college that you sucked me off and swallowed.”

“Hey, hey, Louis.” He was sounding defensive, “You know I would never do anything like that. When have I ever blabbed any of our secrets?”

I considered it and couldn’t think of any. I went on to tell him what happened between Holly and me yesterday. How we both got naked, and I saw her body for the first time. I then told him the embarrassing part that I was still cumming at the slightest touch.

“I think there’s something wrong with me, and I don’t know who to talk to. I could ask Ollie, but he’s been busy lately, and I can’t ask Mum or Dad.”

“So I was the last choice.” Kurt teased.

“Fuck off.” I elbowed him gently, “Anyway, I went online last night and typed in what was happening to me. It turns out I’m suffering from premature ejaculation. It’s when you…”

“I know what it is, Louis.”

“Well, I have it.”

“I didn’t see much evidence of it last weekend. You did cum a lot, but not quickly.”

“I know. That’s why I don’t understand it. It only happens when I’m with Holly.”

“I bet you’re hard now.” Kurt teased.

I was hard, but it was disguised by my sitting down. I jumped when Kurt grabbed my crotch and squeezed.

“I fucking knew it.” Kurt grinned, and I groaned, and my body went limp. “You fucking haven’t, have you?”

My cheeks reddened, and I nodded. Just thinking about yesterday and seeing Holly naked and talking to Kurt about it had made me cum.

“Wait here!” I dashed back home and ran upstairs. I took off my overalls and cum soaked briefs and put on a clean pair.

Mum wondered what was going on, and I just told her I’d forgotten something. I dashed back outside and sat on the wall next to Kurt. He was fiddling with his mobile phone.

“It says here that the problem is psychological.” He showed me his screen, but it was not long enough for me to read anything. “It can’t be physical as you can last over half an hour when fucking Cian, so it has to be psychological.”

“Fucking fantastic, I’m mental. A basket case.”

“Don’t be stupid, anyone can get it, at least that’s what it says here. Anxiety is a major cause. I think you’re just anxious around Holly and losing your virginity to her.”

I shrugged, “I think it’s the other way round. I’m anxious about taking her virginity. I don’t want to be a disappointment. I don’t want her to regret it.”

“You won’t be a disappointment, and she won’t regret it. Cian doesn’t find it disappointing when you fuck him.”

“I know. I just need to get this fucking thing out of my head. I’m thinking about it too much. Ever since she said she wanted to lose her virginity to me, I’ve been on tenterhooks. Will it be today? When does she want to do it? How long do I have to wait? Will she give me notice?”

“Good thinking, you pillock. Give you notice! Yes, she’s going to make an appointment for it, so you put it in your calendar.”

“You know what I mean.” I groaned with despair.

“I have an idea.” Kurt grinned annoyingly, “Why don’t you ask her?”

“I can’t do that. Just go up to her and ask her when she is likely to want to have sex with me.”

“You’re in a relationship, aren’t you?” I nodded, “Then you should be talking to each other instead of fixing her motorbike or snogging behind the bike sheds at college.”

“We don’t snog behind the bike sheds.”

“You know what I mean.”

I got up off the wall, “We’d better get to college.”

“Just don’t cum in your clean pants when you see her at the gates.” Kurt laughed.

“It’s not funny.” I protested.

 

Even though we kissed when we met at the college gates, I didn’t ejaculate. I was careful not to think about her sexually or her naked body, so I didn’t have a hard-on all day. But when we left college and started walking to her house, I didn’t care that my hard cock was tenting my overalls.

Kurt smiled at me as we went our separate ways, and I held hands with Holly as we walked.

I expected to go to the garage again, but she took me inside instead. It was like yesterday, we were standing in her living room, a few feet apart.

She unbuttoned my overalls and let them fall to my feet. She crouched and pulled down my briefs, releasing my hard cock and letting it slap against my belly. This time, she pulled my feet out of the tangled clothes and tossed them aside.

“Your turn.” She said.

Removing her overalls and T-shirt was easy. I was now faced with her only wearing her bra and panties again.

I reached around her and tried to unhook her bra. I still couldn’t. “Fuck!” I was annoyed with myself.

“Hey, Louis. Calm down. I’ll turn around so you can see what you’re doing.” She said softly, her voice calming me.

I found it so much easier to unclasp her bra when I could see what I was doing. This time, she didn’t hold it in place with her arms but let it drop to the floor. Slowly, she turned, and I saw her supple breasts and her pert, reddish-brown nipples. My cock lurched. I knew I would blow with a single touch.

I grabbed her panties and crouched as I pulled them down. My face was close to her vagina. I could now see her labia through her pubic hair, her lips weren’t too prominent, and for the first time, I wondered what it would be like to lick them.

“Let’s take a bath,” Holly said and went upstairs.

I followed like a little puppy, my erection aching and leaking. It swayed as I walked, and I tried to concentrate so I wouldn’t cum from walking behind her and watching her blemish-free arse.

Holly knelt by the bath and turned on the taps, filling the bath with a mixture of hot and cold water. On the side were some bath salts. She poured a handful into the water and swirled it around with her hand. I stood rigid behind her, my arms folding, resisting the urge to touch my cock.

“Why are we taking a bath?” I asked.

Holly twisted he head and smiled at me, “So we can get to know each other’s bodies better. Everyone is naked in the bath, so I thought it might feel more normal for us.”

“Oh,” I responded.

“You get in first and let me know if it is hot enough; it feels fine to me.”

I put a foot in the water. “It feels fine,” I said and then put in my second foot. I crouched down and then sat cross-legged in the middle of the bath.

“Lie down.” Holly laughed. I must have looked like a small boy waiting for his mummy to wash him. “Feet by the taps, head the other end, and I’ll get in and lie back on your chest.”

The water sloshed around me as I moved. I raised my legs out of the water and rested them on the sides of the bath. Holly stepped between my legs and rested her head on my shoulder. Our four feet were resting on the edges, and she laughed when she tickled my foot with her toes.

“You seem tense,” Holly said.

Her back was pressing against my hard cock, and I was trying desperately not to cum.

“I’ve never done this before.” It was true, I’d never shared a bath with anyone before. Well, not quite true, Olly and I shared a bath when we were toddlers, but I don’t think that counts.

“Try and relax.” Holly reached for my hands and crossed them over her chest. “You can feel them if you want. I would like you to.”

The bath salts gave the water a soft and lubricating quality. My hand rubbed easily over her skin, and she gasped when I accidentally ran it over a nipple.

“That felt good.” She wanted me to do it again.

I cupped her breasts with my hands like someone handling a couple of balloons.

“You’re still tense, Louis. Let’s swap positions.”

We were careful not to slosh any water onto the bathroom floor, and soon, it was Holly’s hands cupping and caressing my tits. She was better at it than I was.

“What is it, Louis? You can tell me.” Holly whispered in my ear.

“There’s something wrong with me, with my head.”

“Really, what?” Holly sounded mildly concerned.

“I seem to cum whenever my cock touches you, or I touch it when I’m thinking of you. You’ve seen it, you know it happens, you know I have a problem.”

“I know, Louis. And I don’t care.”

“It doesn’t happen when I’m wanking in bed and thinking about Cian or Kurt. I just don’t understand why it happens with you.”

“I can understand you wanking with images of Cian in your head. But why Kurt?”

“I saw him naked and hard once, and I can’t get it out of my head,” I said matter-of-factly.

Her hands left my chest and stroked my fringe off my forehead. “I know you’re lying, but it doesn’t matter.

I sighed, “You can’t tell him that you know. He will kill me.”

“I promise,” she agreed.

“Well, last weekend when we were at my brother’s cabin, I was having an afternoon nap. Kurt was watching me, and as I was waking up, he came over and sat on the bed. He took hold of me and sucked me. It’s the first time we ever did anything like that. I didn’t ask him…”

“Slow down, Louis.” She cut me off as I was getting nervous that she might be upset. “It’s fine.”

“I didn’t ask him to, but I didn’t stop him either.”

“So when your best friend touches your cock, you can last several minutes.”

“Yes,” I said.

“But with me, you literally last a few seconds?”

“Yes,” I groaned as I felt her hands rubbing my chest again. They went lower, and a finger poked my belly button.

She went lower, and my body shuddered as her fingers wrapped themselves around my cock. Water was splashing as my body spasmed, my cock throbbed and shot cum up my chest and belly.

I gasped as my cock was left spent and hard in her fingers.

“I love it when you cum. You get this look on your face, it’s so sweet.” Her right hand stayed on my cock, her left hand smeared my cum over my chest, rubbing it into my skin like a lotion.

For the first time since we got to her house, I was relaxed. My muscles were limp, and Holly took the full weight of my body on her chest.

Her hand didn’t leave my cock, she slowly stroked it, preventing it from softening. It was still sensitive from having just cum, but her touch was light, so it was bearable. Very quickly, my cock recovered, and I was squirming as she masturbated me.

I’m not sure if it was because I had just cum or because I had found some control, but my cock didn’t behave like it would shoot again.

“Do you like your testicles being caressed?” She didn’t wait for an answer and used her other hand to feel them, hold them, and play with them as they floated in the water.

“That feels nice.” I moaned and closed my eyes as I let Holly slowly wank my cock and fondle my balls, “You have a tender touch.”

My cock stayed hard, and I knew I could cum again, but I knew I could last.

Holly dropped my balls, and she pulled back my foreskin, exposing my knob.

“It’s very elastic,” Holly said.

“What is?”

“Your foreskin.” She pulled it back as far as it would go, stretching my frenulum until it hurt. When I winced, she released it, and it slipped over my knob again. “Sorry.”

“It’s okay, just don’t pull it back as far next time.”

She retracted it again and stroked my exposed knob with her fingers. I winced. “Sorry, did I hurt you again?”

“No. It’s just very sensitive. More sensitive since I just cum, and also because you’ve pulled back my foreskin.” Holly traced the line from my piss slit to my frenulum. “Oh, fuck!”

Holly giggled.

She let my foreskin return, but my knob was poking out. She grabbed hold of my cock. Playtime had finished. She started stroking me, and her other hand played with my balls again. I could tell she wasn’t teasing me, she wanted to masturbate me and make me cum.

My cock seemed to have got over any idea of cumming within seconds and enjoyed her slim fingers grasping, squeezing and stroking me.

Every so often, my cock would lurch, spewing out precum, and occasionally my balls would twitch in their sack, which she found amusing.

I lay passive in the warm water for ten minutes as she masturbated me before I came.

It was getting late, and the bath water was cooling. We quickly washed ourselves and got out of the bath.

My cock was now limp, and even when I kissed her, it didn’t lengthen.

Holly looked down at my cock, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen it soft before.” She reached out and held it. She played with it. “It feels different from when it’s hard.”

“Carry on, and you’ll soon be comparing it again.”

I giggled, and Holly released my limp cock. “Can we do this again tomorrow, this time swapping positions?”

Fuck! She wanted me to masturbate her in the bath. I tried to play it cool, “I think that can be arranged.”

 

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