Date: Thu, 22 Mar 2012 17:15:51 +0000 (GMT) From: Liam Cookson Subject: hayton hall II 2 Disclaimer. If your too young come back when your old enough. If its illegal to read this stuff where you live come back when you've moved. If your still here good stuff. Enjoy this fantasy and hey let me know what you think and if you want more. I reply to all e-mails and i can be contacted at liamcookson79@yahoo.com I love writing these stories but its good to know these being read and enjoyed. So if you like it let me know. If you dont, well let me know as well. ENJOY! I originally wrote under the tentofourteen name but have had to change my e-mail address to liamcookson79@yahoo.com If you sent an e-mail to that address you obviously wont have received a reply. Send it to the new one and you will. If you received an e-mail asking for money it was not from me as lots of you know who have got back in touch. Cheers 02 Hayton Hall II So it was Monday night. Twenty one of the one hundred and eight boys had arrived back. The new boys, the eight year olds would all arrive sometime on Friday. That would give them the weekend to settle in. Oh and the pervs to have a damn good look at them. Father William had a pressing problem and he needed his balls draining into 12 year old Ben Pears arse. Then work on getting into the pants of the stunning American. The boys were all outside after their meal. Some playing football some just talking and renewing friendships. It was a gorgeous early September late summers evening. Dylan was alone. "Hello. You must be Dylan. I'm Father William. Good to meet you" the priest struck up. "Hi. I am Sir, sorry Father I'm pleased to meet you" the boy said extending his hand. They shook hands and an electric bolt ran through the priests body. He was sure the boy must have felt his excitement. "Not fancy a kick around with the boys. No better way to get to know them than through sport in my humble opinion" the priest told the boy. "I'm not familiar with the rules of Association Football Father. I fear I would be no more than one hinderance to the side I would be playing for" the cute American replied. "I'm sure not Dylan. A fine athletic boy like you and an intelligent boy would pick the game up in a trice" Father William told the boy who blushed. Two things ran through the priests mind. One take him to his room on the pretense of explaining the rules. Or get him involved in the game, the boy might like him loads for that. He decided to get him involved in the game. "Boys, lads a minute could you just stop" Father William called out "over here, come on quickly". The boys trotted over. "Whats up Father" nine year old Gavin Roley asked. "Nothing up Gavin my son" Father said "just that young Dylan here is on his first day here and you've left him out of your game". "Sorry Father, sorry Dylan we didn't think" Ben said. Father Williams cock stiffened. Good grief he had it bad for Ben. Even just the sound of his voice got the randy priest leaking pre-cum. He took a deep breath as Gavin chipped back in. "But, Father that will make it five against four and that wont be fair". "Well Gavin life isn't fair in the long run sometimes but if I play that will make five against five" Father continued. "You Father" a few boys asked. "Yeah me. I had a trial with Bristol Rovers years ago" he continued. "Never" said Ben. "Would a catholic priest lie now boys". Four of them had taken cock off the priest all thought probably. If he'd put his cock up a boy he might just lie but a minute later the game was back in full flow. As it happened Father William was not a bad player and Dylan had a half decent game as well. Father William also realised how fit young Gavin was. He'd check if anyone was slipping his cock up the young stunner. The game came to halt as the light faded. Father William was knackered as they made their way to the dining room for a cold drink. Cook also provided some bags of crisps and a couple of packets of biscuits. "Ok lads I'm off to my room. Make sure you all have a shower wont you". They all nodded and he gestured to Ben to follow him shortly. As he left he saw that the boys had accepted Dylan as nearly one of there own. He got into his room and showered. This was a recent addition to his room along with a small kitchen for when there was no dining available. Also handy for a late night snack. He put on his dressing gown. It would have been so easy to whack one off and where the bloody hell was Ben. Minutes later there was a knock on the door. It was Ben. "Come in and lets lock the door" the priest said. Ben giggled at the cock that pointed out of the priests dressing gown. The boy was wearing just t-shirt and shorts and probably underpants. He'd already taken his dunlop green flash plimsols off and knew the priest liked him to keep his socks on. He took his own top off and the priest took his dressing gown off and sat back on the easy chair. He stroked down Bens arms and both took a deep breath. He pulled the boy towards him and they kissed. "I've missed you Ben. Fucking hell I have" the priest said. The boy pushed his tongue inside the mans mouth. They kissed deeply as the priest ran his hands over the boys super smooth back. He stood and led the boy into the bedroom. "On your knees you sweet thing and pleasure me with those soft lips and hot and lovely mouth" Father groaned. Ben dropped to his knees and took the swollen cock into his mouth. He was good. He'd practised on carrots and cucumbers during the holiday in the absence of a nice stiff cock. He'd even tried to suck his own cock but just could not manage it. Now though he was sucking a nice hard cock and he loved it. He licked up the legnth and swirled his tongue round the tip before swallowing as much in his mouth as he could. Father William fell back on the bed and pushed Bens head down. He looked down at the beautiful sight and closed his eyes and let the boy do his work. He swallowed hard and started to buck his hips slightly. He really wanted to hold onto his load but it was futile. He thought his balls were about to boil as they sent out a huge load of spunk into Bens mouth. It was too much for the little kid and he gagged forcing some out of his nose and as best as he could swallow, some dribbled down his chin. He mopped it up with his fingers and ate the rest down. He had a huge smile over his face. They kissed as Father William got his breath back. He pulled the boys shorts and underpants off and ran his hands over his smooth buttocks. What a boy he thought as he ran his hand round the front and over his cock and balls. Ben gasped and started to hump the priests hand. Father William turned him over and pushed him up the bed and took his cock and balls into his mouth. The 12 year old closed his eyes tight and opened his mouth. His knees were shaking as he pushed his hips into the air and his body shook to a dry cum. "Yes Ben well done my sweet boy" William said. He was glad the boy was still dry. He loved boy spunk but wanted to taste Bens first shoot. He kissed up his belly and sucked on his tits before kissing his mouth, then sucking on his nose. He was hard again and reached over for the vaseline. Ben smiled as he smeared his fingers and then with one, then two he greased the boy up. He turned him over and got him on his knees. Then with his arse high in the air and his shoulders down on the bed he lined up his cock with the boys arse. "Push out like you having a shit Ben" he told him. "Yes Father I know" Ben said. He was a bit short of breath as the cock entered him. The priest gave him a few seconds and then started to pump away at the boys arse. Holding the boy by the hips he shagged for all he was worth and moved the boy all over the bed as he rode him hard. The boy loved it and was moaning with pleasure as Father William sent his load into his arse. They lay alongside each other holding hands as Ben could feel the sperm dripping from his cunt. They kissed deep. "Go and have a shit and shower Ben" the priest said. As he stood up he put his hand round his back took some of the spunk and put it in his mouth. Then he had a shit, showered, dressed and went back to his dorm. Father William looked at the clock. Just turned nine. He showered, again and dressed and watched some television. Bored at quart to ten he turned the tele off and went for a walk into the village and for a couple of pints at The Stag. In the headmasters room he was just finishing some paperwork and he also made his way to The Stag and joined the priest who was sat at the bar on a stool. "Someone looks like the cat who got the cream" he said the the holy man. "Could be" he replied. "Ben Pears limp back to his dorm did he" the head probed. "May have" the priest replied and they both laughed as last orders sounded. "Four pints of best please Ann" asked the head. "And two whisky chasers" the priest followed up with. Forty minutes later they had supped up and were on their way back. "So he's a good fuck is young Ben then William". "Oh he is. The Lord provided a good one for men like us there Ian" "Do you believe in that stuff Father". "I do. Would a Roman Catholic priest lie Mr headmaster". Both men laughed as they approached the gates to the grounds. "So Ian what do we think of the American boy" "Stunner, absolute stunner Father. Just think his first night on his own. Strange bed. I think maybe we should keep him company". "What give him a little goodnight cuddle" the priest chuckled. "Something like that my good man, something like that" the head concluded. They had reached the main entrance. It was quarter to twelve and all seemed quiet. They went to the heads room and had a couple of whiskys and spoke about the cute American in senior 3. "Lets pay him a visit" the priest said. "No lets leave him tonight. We'll have the boy before the end of the week though" the head reckoned "mind you, what do I do with this". "You know what your like after a few beers and whiskys. It'll droop in a few minutes" the priest joked. "Your right and I'm tired" he replied. Two more large whiskys and he was asleep in his chair. Father William decided to go and have a look at Dylan. Well there's no harm in a quick ogle and then maybe a five finger shuffle before getting some sleep. He made his way to the corridor where the dorms were situated. There was still the smell of fresh paint in the air. As he turned into the senior 3 dorms Dylan was just coming out of the toilet. He looked gorgeous in his pale blue pyjamas. Father Williams cock chubbed up good style. "Hi Dylan. I thought I'd just check up on you with it being your first night. You settling in ok" he asked the stunner. "I'm ok Father. Just finding it a little hard to get to sleep right now" Dylan replied. "Tell you what come and have a hot drink of chocolate. That should help" he said. "Why thanks Father thats so kind of you". "No problem Dylan. No problem at all". With his arm on the boys shoulder he led the boy to his room. Television had finished for the night so he put the radio on. Pop music on Radio Caroline. He then got the got chocolate out, put the kettle on and took two cups out of the cupboard. "Wont be long Dylan. Good cup of hot chocolate will do you no harm" Father William told the boy. "I like the music Father. My daddy does only like classical music and not the modern pop stuff. Your one cool priest" Dylan said. "Thankyou" the priest said standing as the kettle whistled away. Hot chocolate made and served the priest sat on the settee alongside the cute blond. His cock was stiff. He wanted, no needed to fuck the boy. He was going to fuck the boy. They chatted for a while and with the cups drained he put them in the sink. He'd wash them later. Returning to the settee he looked closely at the 13 year old American bombshell. He swallowed hard and put his and on the boys thigh. Dylan tensed up as the priest stroked down to his knee. Then his hand travelled up to and nearly onto the boys cock. The boy looked up at the priest and his wicked smile. He leaned over and ruffled the boys hair and then leaned in to kiss him. Dylan pulled back but Father put his hand behind his head and held him while his lips locked on the boys. Gosh they were sweet. He pulled his mouth away from the boy and taking him by his hair led him to the bedroom and sat himself on the edge of the bed with the boy beside him. Putting his arm round the lad he undid his pyjama top and then removed it. He took a deep breath as he saw the boys oh so smooth chest and back and his beautiful nipples. He squeezed his own crotch as he licked and then sucked at each tit as he ran his finger up and down the boys spine. Dylan tensed up as the priest looked him in his crystal blue eyes and stoked his face and licked his nose. "This does not seem right Father"Dylan croaked "no this is not right. I want to go back to my bed". "Oh it is Dylan now relax. Dont be tense or it might hurt when I get going" the priest told him "fucking hell Dylan you are perfect. I'm going to enjoy molesting you my boy". He stood and stripped and then applied vaseline to his throbbing and now dripping cock. Dylan wanted to move, to stand and run but he couldn't. He was frozen to the bed with fear. He grabbed the boy and got him on his hands and knees. "Please. No" whimpered Dylan. "Relax my American beauty this is happening whatever" Father William grunted in his ear "now keep fucking still and fucking relax bitch boy or you will get hurt". He lined his cock up with the boys virgin hole and pushed in. Fuck he was tight. Pure magic the priest thought. The boy screamed as he pushed hard while holding him tight and yes he popped in. No way was he going to last long in this hot love chute. He slowly started to pump as the boy cried under him. Longer and faster and now harder he fucked the boy almost pulling out before ramming back in hard. Dylans head was now banging into the headboard as he fucked the boys arse hard. Sweat dripped from him onto the kid who was coated in sweat himself. He now sobbed as the priest rode him. Now he pulled back slowly and rammed back in hard and fast. "Nearly there Dylan my young bitch boy. Soon be flooding your arse with my hot spunk. Then your mine. Yes your cunt will be mine" he sneered. He fucked furiously now with the boy quiet and his cock rock hard. Then Dylan let out a long moan and as the priest tried to get hold of his cock he spewed his boy cream on to the bed. Dylans arse clenching the priests cock "Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit" Father William cried. He poured his load up the boy. He pulled out and took some tissues from a packet and handed them to the boy. Dylan lay still and quiet on the bed. "Looks like you enjoyed that by the mess you've made on my bed. Clean your arse and get back to your dorm my young friend" the priest said kissing his back. Dylan reached behind and wiped his backside. He looked at the tissues and they were covered in blood. He felt sick as Father handed him more and his pyjamas. "Come on get dressed and back to your bed. You need your sleep to keep you strength up. Your going to be a popular boy with the boys and others, should we say for now" the priest said and kissed the boys lips. Dylan stood off the bed. He thought his arse was on fire. He pulled his pants up and tied the cord. He was helped on with his top and the priest kissed him again before leading him to the door and pushing him into the corridor. Dylan made his way back to his bed. Just as he got to the toilets he could feel something wet run down his thighs. He went in and sat in a cubicle and let the priests cum run out. He wanted to cry but no tears came. He wiped his bottom and flushed the paper away and made his way to bed and a deep sleep. Seven in the morning and boys are being woken up and making their way to the showers. The new showers that had been installed over the summer. Three seperate shower rooms. One for the youngest boys and two for the rest of the boarding school. Each of the larger ones had 15 shower heads but today there was just Dylan, Ben and Jonathon in there. The boys washed and Jonathon left with cheery 'goodbye'. Dylan and Ben chatted. The American was happy that he seemed to have a friend. The boys washed and then dried and made their way back to the dorms to dress. As he arrived back and started to dress the headmaster arrived to check the boy was ok and have a morning perv. Dylan didn't know he was there as he bent over to pull up his socks. Mr Fitton almost creamed in his pants seeing the boys swollen, red and still open pucker. "Well, well, well, my boy someone wasted no time getting their cock in you did they" he said. Dylan jumped upright and turned as the head closed the door and then pushed the boy over his bed. He dropped his trousers and underwear to his knees and pushed his cock into the lads arse and his face into the mattress to stiffle his cries. He pounded his cock into the boy who was wriggling under him. That drove him wild and his cock twitched and he sent his load up the boys arse. At the same time Dylan spewed his load onto his bed. The head pulled out, stood and pulled his pants up and then turned the boy over. "Yes. Looks like you had has much fun as me. Clean up Dylan, breakfast is soon. Just make your way to the dining hall when you hear the bell" he told the kid and left. Father William turned off his electric shaver and finished his cup of tea. There was a knock on the door. He called out. "Enter" and the head enter "ah Ian how are this morning. Looks like someones got a glint in his eye". "Yes I've just been where I presume you have been my paedophile friend" the headmaster quiped. "Ah. Our young American cousin" the priest replied "yes, sorry about that, I got a bit carried away when I brought him here for a warm drink as he couldn't sleep". "No problem eh. Good fuck I'm going to enjoy him" with that the bell rang. The two satisfied men made their way to the dining room for breakfast. As they got to Dylans dorm he came out. The two men smiled at him as he joined them and then Ben. A hearty breakfast was enjoyed by most. End of chapter 2. My stories on nifty............... I previously sent stories in as tentofourteen. All my stories online at nifty can be found after this story. I apologise if you have not received a reply if you have recently sent me an e-mail. I have lost all e-mails and contact details. Please send me an e-mail to this new address if you wish to contact me again. 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