Date: Sun, 15 Apr 2012 15:13:45 +0100 (BST) From: Liam Cookson Subject: Hayton Hall II 3 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 previously had tentofourteen@yahoo.com] I love writing these stories but its good to know there being read and enjoyed. So if you like it let me know. If you dont, well let me know as well. ENJOY! 03 Hayton Hall. It was Friday morning and Matron was buzzing around early. She was in the empty dorms of what would soon be full of the new boys. The eight year olds. Most away from home for the first time. Some maybe homesick and in need of attention. Some would just get on with it. She was putting each boys pyjamas on the beds. All other years got two pairs but the 'babies' got an extra pair just in case of accidents. Father William was hard as he met Matron moving from one room to the other. "Morning Matron" he said cheerfully "need any help". "All in hand Father, though your assistance would be much appreciated this evening settling the boys down". "Not a problem, Matron I look forward to meeting the little cherubs" he replied "I'll do a little prayer service that will always help". Matron smiled back. She knew what went on. Many of the staff would take extra special interest in a boy or two for some sexual pleasure. Even on occasions having to patch boys up who'd been injured. But it was the greatest job on earth to her. Free food, board and a superb salary. She hardly spent a penny and would retire a fairly rich, woman by the age of 50. "Always a slightly edgy day Father but its lovely to see how they settle in. Well, how most settle in" she continued. The last of the crisp, clean striped pyjamas were laid out. Blue and white this year. The priests cock stirred. An eight year old boy, freshly showered and sat on his knee in those pyjamas would be this weekends treat. His American beauty and the boy he loved, Ben, would have a rest from his paedo cock for a day or two. "Well thats beds done and pyjamas out and the boys packs of clothes ready to give out. Now I'm ready for my breakfast though" she said. With that the bell sounded and off they went for their meal. In the dining room boys were quietly chatting. Well over half the boys, eight year olds apart, were back now. He looked round and there were plenty of boys he'd use his cock on. Ben smiled at him and tucked into his bacon and eggs. "Morning my fellow boy molestors" he whispered as he sat at the table. "All had fun last night have we" headmaster asked. The nods that were sent in his direction assured him that all was well on the boy / man sex front. All knew the rules that if someone was really into a boy on other one touched him. Other than that it was pretty much a free for all. Each man at the table knew whose special boy was with who. It worked well and the head, priest, masters and groundsman got as much sex as they needed. "Mass at half nine" the headmaster boomed over the room. "Yes sir" came the reply from the boys. Breakfast eaten Father William was back in his room and getting ready for to celebrate mass. His cock throbbed as if thought of all the action that he'd be getting soon. He stood up stretched and made his way to the chapel. He looked out at the boys. He smiled and said a small prayer. Mass started and soon finished, though to most boys it seemed to go on for ever. Just like the boys who did not like sex thought when they were being buggered. By the end of the mass the priest was horny, very horny. His two alter boys today were 10 year olds. One the ginger Michael Greel had been getting him excited all through mass. He whispered in his ear to stay behind. The boy shuddered. Soon they were alone. Father William took his surplus off and knelt down. He pulled Michael towards him and kissed him. The priest enjoyed kissing almost as much as buggering boys. The kiss lingered for a while. The boy was tasty. "Oh Michael you are so sweet. Come to Father" he whispered into the boys ear. He stood and pushed the boy to his knees and undid his pants and pushed them to the floor. His cock stood up proud as Michael sucked on his lips and took a deep intake of breath. "Open that pretty mouth child" the priest commanded "oh so pretty". He pushed his cock forward and into the soft, wet, hot mouth and gasped. He'd had dozens of boys but it was still magic every time. He left it just in his mouth for a short while then put his hand round the back of the pretty ten year olds head. Michael knew what would happen next. A second hand was placed behind his head. It was time to start. The priest took a deep breath and said a short prayer. "Ok Michael give me the pleasure you were made for" he said "use them lovely sweet lips to make me happy. I know you like to suck cock so make me sperm my little sweet". Michael wrapped his mouth round the priests cock and started to suck gently on it. Father William gently fed more in until it touched the back of his throat and he gagged slightly. "Thats a good little baby boy, a real good boy, give me my pleasure" the priest groaned. He let the boy suck gently on his cock, virtually nursing on his now throbbing member. The boys mouth was so soft and hot. Not the best cocksucker in the school. In fact not in his dorm. But that short ginger hair, that pale skin, those lovely lips and those freckles. He looked down and was consumed with lust. "Oh fuck you baby boy, you fucking little tease take my cock you little angel. Suck my cock and take my seed child" he said putting his head back. Michael closed his mouth tighter and started to suck harder. He wanted it finished and he knew as the priest started to pump his hips that soon his mouth would be full of sperm. Father William now had hold of the boys head tight and started to fuck the sweet young alter boy mouth below him. The boy looked gorgeous with his gob full of cock. "Yeah, yeah, oh fuck, oh shit, oh yeah, so good baby yeah, fuck, shit, here you go you dirty slut take it, take my spunk, drink my cream, fuck, aarrggghhh" he almost screamed. His spunk flowed into the boys throat as the priest sent his cock into the same place and the kid gagged. He coughed and sperm came out of his nose as William collapsed on top of the little boy with then both gasping for breath. He pulled his cock out and pulled the boy to him and kissed him passionately, thanking him all the time. He then stood pulled his pants up and went to sink and washed his hands and face. Michael picked himself up off the floor and washed his mouth out under the tap and went off to find his friends. Just turned half ten and boys of all ages were turning up. The eyes of the paedos though were on the eight year old new boys. On the steps as part of the welcome committee were the older boys. They would show all bar the new boys to their dorms. The little fresh ones would be greeted by masters. Any outstanding paperwork would be completed then they would be taken to one of three dorms. Each dorm would have six boys and hopefully they would become good friends. Only in that very first term would any boy be allowed to change dorms. This could be as boys became good friends with a boy or boys from another dorm. However it was discouraged as it was often difficult to carry out. In the three dorms to settle the boys were headmaster Ian Fitton, Father William and maths teacher Colin Pried. On the steps were art master Alan Phillips along with historys Mark McLefe and the drooling wood and metalwork master Jonah Pilling. All of them paedophiles. Matron was everywhere. "You know what your just like God Matron" Father William commented at which she looked puzzled "you are omnipresent". "My oh my Father you are a one" she laughed. >From then till lunch a steady trickle of boys arrived and soon after two pm all the new boys were there. Clothes had been issued and one or two had there pyjamas changed to larger ones. "Ok Matron get all the newbies together and lets give them the grand tour" headmaster Fitton announced. Minutes later all boys were there. The first time they'd been on their own. Some could be seen to be upset and Matron and Father fussed round for a few minutes. "Tell you what headmaster this new casual uniform is good" Colin Pried said "these boys look good enough to eat. Well most of them". "Its why I went for this new progressive approach along with using first names" he replied "first boarding school to do it and I'll tell you it will pay dividends with our results". "Just as long as we dont get to liberal and stop using the cane. I do like using the cane". The head just chuckled. As long as it was legal that would never happen. It was a superb way to keep discipline and of course for some to bring complete sexual satisfaction. "Ok young fellows gather round. I'm sure your all feeling a bit strange but soon you'll love it here" the headmaster started and on and on and on he droned........."so with that all said lets show you round then you'll have free time till tea". "Amen to that" Father William muttered and waking up one boy. The tour was over and the boys left to do what they wanted. Soon the evening meal was over, some games played and supper served. It was bed time. The masters who lived on site, priest, head and matron strolled round making sure the older lads were showered and in their dorms. The rule was pyjamas on by nine and lights out at half past. Two staff and Matron would always be available after that time while the others may pop down the The Stag for a few pints. Tonight though Father William made his way to the eight year old boys dorm. His cock was semi hard as he thought of the little boy flesh. His own AOA was 11 to 13 when arrived but now even these babies excited him and most of this intake were gorgeous. "Right Father there you are. Where would you like to talk to the boys"Matron enquired. "Tell you what lets get them in the corridor. There's plenty of room there" he replied. The boys trooped out of the dorms and sat crossed legged on the floor. They looked lovely all showered, hair combed, teeth brushed and they smelt lovely. His cock stiffened. Noticing the hardened cock in the priests pants Matron looked at the angelic faces and wondered who would be first to taste the priests dick or lose his virginity to the holy man. "Right boys are you all ok" he started. "Yes Father" they replied. The priest them said a few words about the school and himself and even a couple of jokes before opening his hands wide. "Excellent lets say the Lords Prayer" he said. "Our Father, who art in heaven..........but deliver us from evil. Amen" they all prayed. "Very good. Now I hope your all happy here. We know these first days are a bit weird, a little strange. Without mum and dad and maybe brothers or sisters. Dont worry though Matron here will look after you all. She is truly the best" he went on. "Oh Father really. I just do my job" she blushed. Some of the boys managed a smile, some even a little laugh. Father William saw one boy on the left off him in the second row. His smile was fantastic. His lips the most kissable. His hair jet black. His skin unblemished and a few freckles on his nose. Every year had a star and this boy was him. He would be getting to know this lad better soon. Very soon. He took a piece of paper out of his pocket containing a short prayer. "Now then, who would like to read a short prayer" he asked. No one put a hand up. "How about you" he said pointing to the boy of his lust. Matron sighed poor Bryan Batley had been chosen by the priest. The boy blushed, swallowed hard and stood up. Father William handed the boy the paper and placed his hands on his shoulders. He closed his eyes for one brief moment. The boy was having a quick read of the prayer as Father William took in a deep intake of the smell of the boy and loved the feel of his shoulders. His cock was now straining against his pants. "Now young fellow whats your name" he asked in a hushed voice. "Bryan, Father, Bryan Batley Father" the boy answered back. "Ok Bryan, Bryan Batley" Father said with a jovial voice "when your ready". This brought the boys to a round of laughter and Bryan flashed that brilliant smile and looked up at the priest. Matron sighed and just looked at how small the boy looked compared to the priest. Then she thought of retirement at 50. Never mind the poor lad just think of those days in the sun. Bryan licked his lips, took a deep breath and started off. "Dear Father help us to make new friends and do well in our studies at this new school we have started today. Amen". "Well done Bryan, well done Bryan indeed" Father told him squeezing his shoulders. His hands ran now over the boys breasts as he looked down at the gorgeous child. He was so firm and he wanted him. He wanted him bad and tonight. His mind was racing and he just about heard Matrons voice. "Is that our lot then Father" she enquired. "Yes, oh yes I think so Matron" he stuttered"ok boys make your way to your beds the Lord should help you sleep". Matron started to get the boys into their dorms. Fussing around them and noticing they were in far better spirit. Its always amazed her how one small spell of laughter gets the boys relaxed. "Ok boys into bed now the lights will be going out in, oh about ten minutes" she told them. A few questions were asked and answers given but no one in Bryans dorm noticed he was missing. Father William was leading the young eight year old boy to his rooms. He had offered the boy a treat for being so brave no his first night and reading the prayer. "Right Bryan would you like hot chocolate or milk and oh look we have chocolate biscuits" he said "or a bottle of coca cola". "Could I have coca cola please" Bryan said with that smile. "Ok. Well I'm going to have an irish coffee so let me put the kettle on and I'll put my pyjamas on and then we'll have our little treat together eh?". Bryan just nodded. Father William went and changed putting on his dressing gown as well. His cock was steel hard and he knew it was not going down Bryans throat and past those sweet lips tonight, that would wait a day or two. He took a deep breath and went to the fridge. "Well Bryan do you think your going to like it here" he asked as he poured boiling water and whisky into a cup. "I think so Father" Bryan said taking use coca cola. The boy drank his bottle of pop. As he drained the last of the dark fizzy liquid out Father William put his cup down and again took a deep breath. He was sat on the settee with Bryan on the leather chair. He looked lovely. "Bryan, come over here. Lets say a prayer together before we sleep. Come on sit on my knee and we'll say a nice prayer" the priest said patting his thigh. The boy stood and got onto the priests lap. Father William ruffled the boys hair and stroked his cheek. Oh so smooth cheek. The priest was in heaven. He stroked the boys back and leaned in and kissed him on the cheek. Bryan moved his face away but the priest put his hand on his other cheek and pulled him back to him. "Oh Bryan. You were sent from heaven to help men like me. Relax boy and enjoy our time together" he whispered into his ear "just relax and you'll be really happy soon". Bryan was tense as Father William started to undo his pyjama jacket at the same time turning his face and kissing the boy lightly on his lips. His cock twitched. The boy tasted as good as he looked. The pyjama jacket was discarded to the floor. The priest gasped. The boys skin was so smooth as he ran his palm over the boys back and shoulders. "Oh Bryan your perfect. Now be a good boy and give Father a kiss" he said. Bryan leaned in and kissed the man on his cheek lust like he would his dad. Father William shook his head. "No a proper kiss. A kiss on the lips is what we need" he said pulling their faces together. Bryan this time kissed as the priest wanted. Father William was playing with the eight year olds right nipple and running a finger up and down his spine. His cock was now dripping and he could feel his pyjamas getting wet. He kissed Bryans lips, chin, throat and then sucked on his nipples. The boy had tensed up. "Relax boy, relax this is going to be good for both of us" he told him and licked his ear "come on lets have your pyjama bottoms off". The clean blue and white striped pyjama bottoms cord was untied and he lifted him and pulled them off and threw them on top of his jacket. He gasped at the beauty of the little lads cock. Soft and a bit more than an inch long. His ball bag was so smooth. Bryan wriggled on the priests lap and straight away he took a firmer hold of the boy. That excited him even more. The boy was so firm and smooth. Perfect. He took the penis in between his finger and thumb and started slowly to wank him. It stiffened slowly and the priest smiled and licked the boys ear neck and shoulders. He started to play with his balls and Bryan let out a little groan. "Thats it baby boy. Enjoy yourself. Just relax my little friend. Oh your nice oh so nice" he purred into the boys ear. He quickened the pace and Bryans tongue came out. His cock was now hard. Two inches of stiff thin cock with a lovely foreskin which would not quite fully retract. The boy winced and moaned and groaned. His breathing quickened as did Father Williams. He pulled the boy tighter to him. "Father I'm going to wee" Bryan almost cried. "No your not just let yourself go kid, just let yourself go". Bryans whole body stiffened and then shook all over. "Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh" he moaned. "Thats it Bry let yourself go boy, thats is little fellow, now that was good wasn't it" the priest said stroking the boys thighs "now its your turn to help me out". Father William stood and took off his dressing gown and then his pyjama top. The naked, sweaty boy just looked up. Then his eyes opened wide and and his jaw dropped as he saw the priests rock hard cock and his balls as he took the pyjama bottoms off. He looked at his own and then back to the priests. "Wank me boy, make me sperm" the priest demanded. Bryan just looked up at him so William took his hand and got him to wrap it round. Then he told him to move it up and down as he managed to get himself sat down alongside him. "Wank me Bryan, get me off" he said now getting breathless "yeah thats it but quicker baby come on come on". The eight year old novice did is he was told and pumped at the big thick holy mans cock. William was gasping now as he could not hold on much longer. He threw his head back and took his cock from the boy and pumped furiously and spermed all over the boys face. "Yeah, oh yeah, oh fuck, fuck, yeah" he groaned and lay back. "Uurrrgggghhhhh you've wee'd on me" Bryan protested. "No baby I've cum on you. Thats not piss, wee whatever, its spunk. Its what you'll make when that lovely cock of yours gets bigger and you get older" he told him. Bryan did not understand and Father did not care. He'd emptied his balls all over the most beautiful eight year old in the school. He was happy as he lay back and looked up at the clock. Its was just turned half ten and time to get the boy to bed. He looked down at the cum soaked face of Bryan and smiled. What a beautiful sight. He pulled him up and licked his face clean then kissed him. This time he pushed his tongue into the boys mouth and forced some of the cum into him as he fondled the kids bum. After several minutes he pulled away. "Dont tell anyone about this Bryan. God will punish you if you do and we dont want that now do we" he sternly told him. Bryan nodded. Another kiss complete and Father William dressed and got a hot flannel and helped clean the boy up. He then dressed him thanking Matron for her choice of colour for the babies this year. Blue and white stripes were perfect. They then went out into the corridor and hand in hand went towards the dorm. Half way there they met the maths master Mr Pried with a 12 year old. Arm round his shoulder. They exchanged a cheery hello and carried on. "Now Bryan remember God will be very angry with you if anyone hears what happens. Ok". Bryan nodded and Father William let his tight grip go on his wrist. He kissed him on top of his head and stroked his face as he tucked him into bed. He looked at the boy and his cock stiffened again. He left the room and made his way back to his room. He went into Bens dorm. All boys were sleeping. The lovely smell of fresh showered, soapy boy and light snoring. He tapped his kid on the shoulder. Ben looked up groaned and was taken from his bed. He looked at the priests swollen cock and shrugged. End of chapter 3. My stories on nifty...... I previously sent stories in as tentofourteen. 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