Li’l Job Louis
by David Heulfryn

 

Chapter 13: Training Louis

I groaned as I felt someone slip into bed with me. They shuffled until they spooned me, and I could feel their hard cock press against my buttocks. Then I felt light kisses on my bare shoulder, and a hand stroked my arm, tracing its way to my thigh. The kisses went up my neck, and then I felt them nibble my earlobe. The hand on my thigh went between my legs and then tickled my balls. Finally, it held my hard cock, and I felt the thumb rub the exposed tip. I groaned again.

The teeth on my earlobe turned into a tongue licking my ear. My cock throbbed, and I felt it leak. The hand on my cock gave it a slow stroke. I was being teased, but it felt so erotic.

My eyes cracked open, and I realised it was morning. Then I heard a voice in my damp ear.

“Good morning, Louis.” It was Cian.

I snuggled into him, feeling his cock go deeper between my buttocks. I wiggled my arse a little. Fuck! It felt good to have his cock back there.

“What time is it?” I asked him.

“Nearly eight o’clock.” It was early. He must have been as desperate to see me as I was to see him. “I poked my head into Ollie’s room, and they are both still fast asleep.”

I shuffled and turned onto my back. Cian leaned in, and we kissed long and passionately. His hand was still on my cock, and he slowly wanked me as our tongues played with each other.

I pulled his hand off my cock. “I don’t want to cum yet.” I gasped.

Cian threw my duvet off my bed, and we were now both exposed. I was also awake and not in the half-sleep daze I’d been in as Cian teased my body.

“Cian?” He looked at me with his sparkling blue eyes. It was then that I noticed the bum-fluff on his upper lip. I reached up and tickled it with my finger.

“I grew it back, just for you.” It looked so cute on him.

“Cian, I want you to fuck me. Now, while they’re still asleep.”

“Are you sure?” Cian asked.

I nodded, “I want to feel you inside me.” He could see that I was serious. “Check the side drawer, see if there’s lube in there.” Cian reached over me and pulled open the drawer; it was empty.

“There’s none in there.” Cian sighed.

“Sneak into Ollie’s room and nick his.”

Cian looked cute as he walked out with his hard cock pointing the way. His pale skin seemed to glisten in the morning light. He came back with a tube of lube.

“I think they used this last night.” Cian smiled and joined me back on the bed. “How do you want to do this?”

“Lube me up and stretch me first.”

“It’ll be easier on your hands and knees,” Cian told me.

I moved and let Cian see my arse. He pulled apart my cheeks, and I felt the cold lube on my hole. Cian’s touch was soft and gentle, and the lube quickly warmed up. His fingertips tickled my hole, and I groaned. Then he pushed a finger inside.

“Ooh!” My eyes widened as his finger filled me, and I felt something I’d never felt before. I wondered if this was because he touched my prostate.

Cian slowly fucked me with his finger. My arse squirmed with his touch. I felt no pain at all. I was surprised, pleasantly surprised.

I felt empty when Cian pulled his finger out. “I’m going to try two.” He whispered and pressed two fingers against my hole.

This time, I felt a little discomfort, but still no pain. My hole felt stretched and tight around his fingers. I loved the sensation when he wiggled his fingers inside me.

“I think I’m ready, Cian.” I looked over my shoulder. I couldn’t wait to feel his cock inside me.

Cian pulled his fingers out of me and then lubed up his cock. “I’m using plenty of lube.” He told me and then added more lube to my hole.

I felt his cock against my hole. I felt excited.

“Are you ready, Louis?” Cian asked.

“Yes, push inside, but go slow.”

I felt Cian’s cock press against my hole. He pushed harder, but my hole didn’t let him in.

“Relax, Louis,” Cian told me.

I tried to relax, and Cian kept trying to push his cock inside. I pushed out, and my hole opened a little. The force behind Cian’s cock forced it inside.

I screamed. “Fuck!” The pain was intense.

Cian immediately pulled out. “Sorry.” He sounded frantic.

I had tears in my eyes. Even with his cock gone, I still felt pain.

“What the fuck!” Ollie dashed into my room. “Louis?”

Cian was upset about hurting me. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt him.” He pleaded with Ollie.

Ewan appeared, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. “What’s going on?” He slurred, still half asleep.

“Louis wanted me to fuck him. I tried, but he screamed in pain. I don’t understand. I can take him easily in my arse.” Cian was clearly upset. I suppose he was also afraid of what Ollie would do, because he might hurt his brother.

“It felt like I was being stabbed.” I managed to speak.

“Stay where you are, Louis. Let me check you out.”

Cian looked like he wanted to run away, but Ewan blocked the door. Ollie knelt on the bed behind me. He spread my cheeks and looked at my hole.

“Am I bleeding?” It felt like Cian’s had split me open.

Ollie traced his finger over my hole. He collected some lube and pushed a finger inside. “How does that feel?”

“Okay.”

Ollie pulled out and checked his finger. “There’s no blood, Louis. No damage done. How long did you prepare?”

“I don’t know, a couple of minutes? Cian used two fingers, and that felt fine.”

Ewan saw Cian crying. “He’s fine, Cian. There’s no harm done.”

“I’m sorry, Louis,” Cian begged for forgiveness.

“He’s fine,” Ewan said again and held Cian.

“A few minutes is not enough if it is your first time. And you need more than two fingers.” Ewan told Cian.

“But my first time wasn’t that bad.” Cian blubbed.

“Had you been playing with your arse beforehand?” Ewan asked.

“Yes, I’ve been playing with my arse for a few years now.”

“That’s why. You’ve been training your arse to be fucked. Louis hasn’t. This is probably the first time anything has gone inside.”

“Are you okay, Louis?” Cian went over to the bed, giving Ollie a wide berth in case he was going to take it out on him.

“I’m fine, Cian. Perhaps I’m not ready yet.” I flopped on the bed, lying on my front.

Ollie placed a hand on Cian’s shoulder, and I felt him flinch in fear. “No one blames you, Cian. You are both sixteen and still learning. Take this for what it is, a valuable learning experience.”

“I didn’t mean to hurt you, Louis.” Cian stroked my cheek, wiping away some tears.

“Ewan?” Ollie looked at his friend and fuck buddy. “You’re the expert. Perhaps you could give these two some good advice.”

“You want me to teach your little brother how to get fucked?” Ewan smiled.

“And Cian.” Ollie was serious.

I rolled onto my back, and Cian kissed my forehead.

Ollie got off my bed and told us he was going to make some coffee.

Ewan sat on the edge, and Cian sat cross-legged by my pillow. “First of all,” Ewan began, “Anal sex is not the be-all and end-all of sex. Sex is a process, and sometimes it can culminate in anal sex. The receiver needs to be relaxed and prepared. Yes, lube is important, but so is preparation.” Cian seemed to be listening intently; he liked being taught things.

Ollie had returned. He leaned against the doorframe and listened to Ewan.

“The best thing, for me at least, is rimming. I love doing it and receiving it. The feel of a tongue on my arsehole is amazing. You lick and poke the hole with your tongue. You can feel so much more with the tip of your tongue, and my hole loves it when a tongue curls inside me, flicking my insides. I’ve tried it with a finger, and it doesn’t feel as good.”

My cock got hard as I listened to Ewan talk about getting fucked. Cian looked at me, “Can I try?” He asked me.

I nodded and turned over, lifting my arse. Cian got behind me, and I felt my cheeks part, and his tongue tentatively licked my hole. He pushed his tongue against my hole, and despite initially tightening in fear of the pain I felt before, I felt it relax and open a little. I was on my knees, my head pressed against my pillow. I groaned into the pillow as his tongue felt better than anything he’d done before.

“You can reach around to grab his cock, stroke him,” Ewan whispered in Cian’s ear, and his hand was now stroking me as his tongue penetrated my arse.

“Don’t be afraid of cumming, Louis. I guarantee that you’ll cum again.”

I groaned and drooled into the pillow. Cian kept his face between my cheeks, but released my leaking cock and cupped my balls. He squeezed and teased them with his fingers; he was gentle. My cock was throbbing and leaking profusely. I felt I was going to cum. I did. My cock lurched and spewed cum beneath me. My arse pulsated around Cian’s invading tongue.

My entire body relaxed, and Cian’s tongue could go deeper inside me. Behind me, Ewan told Cian to push in two fingers.

I felt the stretching again, but no pain. Cian fucked me with his fingers.

“Try three,” Ewan suggested.

My cock lurched, and I felt a dribble of cum ooze from my cock. Cian’s fingers stretched me further. I felt a little pain, but not the excruciating pain that I felt when Cian pushed his cock inside me.

He kept fucking me with three fingers, letting my arse get used to being opened wide. I jumped when I felt his hand on my cock again. It was soft and sticky, but his touch enticed it to stiffen again.

We’d been at it for nearly thirty minutes when Ewan suggested I was now prepared.

“I’m going to lube your cock, Cian, so that you’ll be ready.” I could feel Cian flinch as Ewan smeared lube over his cock. “Okay, Cian. When you pull your fingers out, press your cock against Louis’s hole and push the head inside, then wait. Louis, you might feel a little pain, but it will go away very quickly. Everyone’s first time can be painful. Grit your teeth and wait for your arse to adapt. It will happen quickly. When you’re ready, Cian.”

Cian kept fucking me with his fingers and stroking my cock, “Are you ready, Louis?”

“Yes. Do it, Cian.” I gasped into the pillow.

Cian moved fast. I didn’t manage to feel the loss of his fingers before I felt his cock push against my hole. It popped inside. I grunted into the pillow. I did feel pain, but I took Ewan’s advice and gritted my teeth. He was right. The pain started to dissolve, and my body relaxed.

“Push in a little,” Ewan told Cian. “Not all the way, just an inch.”

I felt his cock expand my insides further. My cock lurched. That’s when I knew it would be alright. Cian held onto my hips and pushed in a little more. I was growing impatient to feel all of him inside me. Cian soon pushed in again when he could feel my bowels relax.

He now had his entire cock inside me. Cian reached around and grabbed my cock. He stroked me, and I began leaking again.

“I’m ready, Cian.” I turned my head so the pillow didn’t muffle my voice. “Fuck me.”

Cian pulled his cock back and pushed in again, slowly. He started gently, but as he fucked me faster, he released my cock. It flailed beneath me. He became more confident, no longer afraid of hurting me.

“I think we can leave them to it,” Ewan whispered to my brother.

It didn’t bother me that they were watching. I’d forgotten they were there. My life was now centred on Cian’s cock penetrating my arsehole. My cock stayed hard and slapped against my belly as Cian’s thrusts became faster and harder.

I was now grunting every time I felt Cian’s hips slap against my buttocks. I wanted to grab my cock, but my arms were busy holding me steady.

Cian was gasping. I think he was ready to cum.

My cock kept throbbing. “Cum inside me, Cian,” I told him.

He was still fucking me and fucked me even harder. I was surprised by the power behind his hips. Cian was such a kind, gentle and caring young man. This was a new side to Cian.

My cock kept throbbing, and I gasped and grunted as I came. It was a shock as I’d not touched myself. Cian was literally fucking the cum out of me. It sent my body into spasms, and my arse to grip Cian’s cock.

Cian thrust hard inside one last time, and I felt his cock throb against my hole as he spewed cum inside me.

We collapsed into a heap on the bed, our legs entwined, Cian on my back, his cock still lodged in my guts. I struggled to breathe from the weight on me, but I didn’t care. I could feel his cock in me, and it gradually deflated until it slipped out. Cian rolled off me, and we lay together, breathing heavily.

A few minutes later, Ollie and Ewan came in, both holding a glass of orange juice. They put them on the bedside table.

“So how was your first time?” Ollie asked.

“Fantastic.” Cian and I said in unison. It was my first time being fucked, and Cian’s first time doing the fucking.

“Thanks, Ewan.” I said, “I don’t think I would have tried again without you helping us.”

“If you ever need any advice, just ask me.” He looked at Cian, “both of you.”

“I can feel his cum leaking out.” I said to Ewan, “Is that normal?”

“Perfectly normal. When you’ve been fucked, it takes your arse time to return to the tight hole it used to be. So some leaking is inevitable.”

“I love the way it feels.” I leaned to kiss Cian. “It reminds me of what we just did.”

“Once you’ve cleaned up, come into the kitchen, and I’ll make you some breakfast.” Ollie smiled down at us, and he and Ewan left us alone again.

I turned onto my side to look at Cian. He had been sweating, and his face was glowing. Drops of sweat were caught in his wispy moustache.

 

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