Li’l Job Louis
by David Heulfryn

 

Chapter 9: First Date With Holly

Kurt was pissed off with me. He wanted to hang out, but we couldn’t as I wanted to spend time with Holly.

She pecked me on the cheek when we met at the gates, and I blushed. I said goodbye to Kurt, who sulked, and we walked into the town centre.

I took her to the burger place, but we only had a drink. We both laughed when we said in unison that our parents would kill us if we didn’t eat the dinner they had made for us.

“How long have you lived here?” She asked me.

“Most of my life. My grandad always lived here, Mum married an outsider, and I was born in Suddene. When grandad died, we moved here into his house. Mum was his only child. How about you?”

“Two weeks,” Holly said. “Dad got a job here. He’s a prison officer at the Cockaigne Correction Centre. I’ve left all my friends back home, and I literally know no one here.”

“Except me,” I smiled.

“Except you. I’ve heard so many things about the town. Some good and some bad. I’m constantly looking over my shoulder in case I do something wrong, and I get punished.”

“I’ve never been punished by security. You just need to be sensible, and you’ll be alright.”

“I hear that security can strip you and force you to remain naked. I’m not sure I could cope with that.”

“Nudity is a thing here. You’ll get used to it.”

“Do you go naked?” Holly asked.

“Not in town. But my brother has a cabin at the Cremaster Freedom Resort, which is a clothes-free resort, and they insist that all residents and visitors go naked. That’s the only place I go naked, when I see my brother. Other than the shower, of course.” I chuckled.

“Don’t you feel uncomfortable, embarrassed, at being naked in front of strangers?” Holly asked.

“I did at first, but I’m used to it now. I would love for you to see the place; it’s in a beautiful part of Cockaigne and sits on the edge of a lake. I love swimming in the lake.”

“I’m not sure,” Holly said.

“It’s up to you. You’ve only been here a few weeks, so I wouldn’t expect you to be comfortable going there any time soon.”

“I’d like to get to know you, though. I’m the only female on the course, but I’ve never really had girl friends. Because I’m good with my hands, I’ve always hung around with the boys. I used to be a bit of a tomboy.”

“You still are.” I gestured to her hair.

She scrunched her short blonde hair. “This. I just hate long hair; it gets everywhere, and when I’m working on an engine, it gets in the way. So I keep it short.”

“So you like fixing cars?”

“I love getting my hands dirty. I can do cars and motorbikes. I’ve even restored my own motorbike. It’s a small engine so that I can ride it on L-plates. I’d love to show you. Are you any good with engines?”

“I’ve dabbled, but I’m specialising in electrics. I want to be an electrician.”

“Perhaps I can teach you, and you can help me restore my other motorbike. It’s got a bigger engine, so I can’t ride it until I’ve passed my test.”

“I’ve never ridden a motorbike, only a pushbike,” I admitted.

“Then you can ride a motorbike, it’s not very different. I would love to teach you.”

“And I’d like to try.” I smiled. “Tell me about your family. You’ve not mentioned your Mum or any brothers and sisters.”

“I’m an only child. I’m named after my mother. I never knew her, but she was a very special woman. She sacrificed herself for me.”

“What do you mean?” I could tell this was a sensitive subject for her.

“Dad says that when Mum got pregnant with me, they were both overjoyed. But during Mum’s check-ups and scans, they found something. They found a tumour in her liver. It was cancer. Mum and Dad had an impossible choice to make. They could treat the cancer, chemo and radiotherapy, that sort of thing, but it would affect the baby, me. If she had treatment, it would be almost certain that she would miscarry. It was her or me.” I could see tears in her eyes as she remembered.

“And your Mum refused treatment so she could give birth to you?”

“Yes. I was born healthy, but Mum was weak, and she died two months later. My most treasured possession is a picture of her smiling and sitting up in the hospital bed with me in her arms.”

“I’m sorry.”

Holly was wiping away her tears. “I didn’t mean to tell you. But you seem so nice, I’ve known you for a matter of hours, and I feel I can trust you.”

“You can. I won’t tell anyone. Not my friends, or my brother.”

“In my head, Mum will always be that twenty-five-year-old woman who sacrificed herself for me.”

“Your Mum must have been a very special woman.”

“She was. And her strength makes me stronger.” She grabbed another paper napkin and wiped her eyes. “Sorry for blubbing.”

I smiled, “It’s fine. I’ve always liked people with red eyes.”

Holly chuckled.

When we’d finished our drinks, we walked around again. I took Holly to the park, warning her she might see naked people, and making sure she was prepared for it.

She felt more confident with me with her. We saw a couple lying in the afternoon sun, they were naked, and the woman was playing with the man’s hard cock. We sat on a nearby bench, but Holly kept looking over at the couple. The man was now lying on top of the woman, thrusting his hips, his cock inside her cunt.

“They’re having sex now.” She whispered to me.

“There’s no rule about it, but watching isn’t generally approved of. Unless they invite an audience.”

“Sorry,” she said, looking at me.

Our eyes met, and my heart pounded. Something drew me close to her, and I placed a gentle kiss on her lips. Holly wrapped her arms around me and pulled us closer. We kept kissing, and soon our tongues were touching and playing with each other. My cock hardened, but her hands didn’t venture below my waist.

Holly rested her head on my shoulder when we stopped kissing. She was cuddling up to me, and I put my arm over her shoulders.

“I’m so glad I came on to you.” Holly sighed.

“So am I. Do you know that I’ve never had a girlfriend before?”

“Really!” She lifted her head to look at me, and I kissed her forehead. “I’ve had a few boyfriends, but nothing serious. None of them made me feel like I do now.”

While we held each other, we watched the naked couple have sex. The man was panting, and the woman grabbed his buttocks, squeezing and spreading them. If we were closer, we would have been able to see his hole. The man came. We watched him pull his cock out of the woman, and he rolled onto his back next to her. His cock was still hard and glistened in the afternoon sun.

“I’ve never seen anything like that before,” Holly said.

“It’s more frequent in the summer. But come autumn and winter, you hardly ever see any naked people.”

“I’m not sure I could ever do it out in the open.”

“You don’t have to.”

 

I didn’t tell Mum and Dad that I had a girlfriend when I got home. We ate dinner, and then I went to my room and rang Ollie. He was lounging naked in his cabin after a busy day at work. I was only wearing the T-shirt I wore yesterday. I told him all about Holly and what we did. He was so proud that I had the courage to ask a girl out, and he laughed when I told him she had asked me out.

I asked Ollie about coming over at the weekend. He was meeting Conor and Ewan for a drink at the pub on Saturday night and suggested I come over on Sunday. He also agreed that Cian could come. He would also try to keep Conor away. I immediately called Cian to let him know. He was excited and said he couldn’t wait. I couldn’t either; we both knew what we wanted.

My cock was hard with anticipation. I put my phone down and lay back. I stroked my cock and was quickly thrashing it with my hand. The images in my head were of Cian lying beneath me as I fucked him. Cian dissolved, and I saw Holly. Then Cian was back, and he stayed in my mind’s eye.

I gripped my balls with my free hand and squeezed as I thrashed my cock. I imagined sucking Cian’s cock, the feel of his hard cock throbbing between my lips. Then I saw his face, he was lying on my bed, his knees up to his chest, and I was fucking him. I groaned as my cock throbbed in my fingers. I squeezed my eyes closed, and Cian and I swapped places in my mind. I was on my back, and Cian was fucking me. My arsehole ached, and my cock throbbed. I spewed cum all the way up my T-shirt; the first spurt hit my chin.

I relaxed into my mattress, my hand still on my sticky cock. That was the best orgasm I’d had for a long while. I began to doze off, caught in the afterglow of my orgasm.

The buzzing of my phone jolted me from my fugue state. I regretted it the moment I grabbed it. My right hand was still covered in cum, and now it was over my mobile phone.

“Hi, Holly.” I put it on speakerphone and reached for my briefs to clean the cum from my hands, and then the phone.

“Hi, Louis. I wanted to ask if you’d like to come to my place after college. I was planning on working on my bike. You could help me.”

“Will your dad be there?” I was nervous about meeting her father.

“He’s working the late shift; he won’t be back until early in the morning. I hardly see him when he’s on the late shift. But I can cook dinner for you, if you can stay.”

“I’d love to, Holly.” I smiled, excited to spend more time with her and relieved that her father would be there to interrogate me and my intentions towards his daughter. “I’ll tell Mum I won’t be home for dinner tomorrow.”

“That’s great. I’m looking forward to it.” Holly sounded animated. “I’ll see you at college tomorrow.”

“I can’t wait. See you in the morning.” We hung up, but I was too excited to settle. My cock had hardened while we spoke. I hope that didn’t happen all the time. I wonder if there are any medical implications of having an erection for twenty-four hours.

I rapidly stroked my cock as I stood, still staring at my mobile. It was the quickest I’ve come in some time. I grabbed my briefs again and wiped up the mess I made. I had to tell someone about my date with Holly. If you can call helping her fix her motorcycle a date, it did include dinner afterwards, so I’m calling it a date.

Ollie called it a date, too. He was pleased for me and wanted to meet her. I told him that she was unlikely to come to his cabin as she wasn’t comfortable with nudity yet, but he said we could meet in town. I told him we should wait. I didn’t want to scare her off.

I asked him what he knew about fixing engines. Unfortunately, it wasn’t much. He could change the spark plugs, do an oil change and change a tyre, but that was about all.

After talking to Ollie, I booted up my laptop and began revising about motorbike engines. I sat on my bed, searching and reading all I could. I had taken off my cum-stained T-shirt, so I was naked.

I think Mum was worried because she hadn’t seen me all evening. She came upstairs and poked her head into my room. She came in and noticed I was naked on my bed and looking at my laptop.

“I hope you’re not looking at pornography, Louis.” She smiled at me.

“No, Mum.” I turned the screen around so she could see it. “I’m reading up on mechanics.”

”I’m not sure any other mother has found her sixteen-year-old son furtively searching the internet and looking at car engines.” She chuckled.

“Motorbike engines,” I corrected her, “I’ve been asked to help by a friend to help them after college tomorrow. You don’t mind, do you? And they’ll be feeding me as well. A proper dinner, so don’t think we’ll be eating junk food.”

“I suppose that will be alright.” Mum agreed.

“And can I apply for my provisional licence? I want to learn to drive as soon as I turn seventeen, but if I take a CBT test, I can ride a 50cc bike on L-plates.”

“What’s a CBT test?” Mum asked.

“It stands for compulsory basic training. They won’t allow me to ride a bike without it. So I’ll be safe, Mum. You don’t need to worry about that.”

“We’ll apply for your provisional licence, but we need to speak to your father about this motorbike test.”

“Okay,” I sighed. It wasn’t a no, but it wasn’t a yes either. “I can still go and help my friend fix her motorbike, though. Can’t I?”

“She,” Mum grinned at me as she came to my bedside. “This friend is a girl. I’m so pleased for you.” She kissed my forehead. “But it’s a no on riding it until we have spoken to your father.”

“Okay, Mum. I promise.”

“And if it becomes serious, we will want to meet her.”

“Yes, Mum.”

“And one last thing.” I looked at her, “Be careful you don’t burn your todger with that laptop on your lap. They can get very hot.”

I laughed and lifted the laptop. It was feeling warm. I put it on my bedside table.

“Don’t stay up too long. We’ll talk to your father one evening about you riding a motorbike.”

“Thanks, Mum.” She was almost out of my room when I added, “I love you.”

She laughed as she turned back to me, “Don’t think you can get around me. And that will never work on your Dad.”

I laughed, “Night, Mum. And I do.”

“I do, too.” She left, and I shut off the laptop.

 

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