Date: Mon, 1 May 2006 07:52:12 -0700 From: Bert Subject: Hillhurst Prep School part 10 Disclaimer. Of course the usual disclaimer is needed. This novel is a work of fiction. School, boys and adults only exist in the mind of the author. Sometimes sex, sexual acts and so on will be there. If it is against the law of your country or it will shock your parents don't read it. If you have an open mind and some knowledge about life, have fun! Of course the story is under copyright 2006. For them who like to email me: dutchb14@icqmail.com Hillhurst Prepschool, part 10. Yesterday was the first Advent Sunday. It's not my favourite season. Daylight is relatively rare, twilight and darkness is there most of the time. Winter is near and the sky is filled with clouds day in day out. It's cold outside. Not the pleasant coldness after a clear and frosty night. No it's the coldness of an unexpected cold shower when you need a hot one. This season always fills my spirit with some kind of depressive feelings. My saddest memories appear again. Like the sudden death of my parents in the first place. Sometimes tears are filling my eyes and I feel the need to cry again. A never healing trauma I have to face and should try to live with till the end of my days. Longing for the new spring and summer that's what I and many people with me do in December. For Christians it's the time before Christmas, the day their saviour was born. For me it's the period bringing us to the shortest day of the year, the road to sunlight, new life in nature, long days and short nights. However, this year is different. This year I can stand this gloomy season much better than before. Now the clear voices of my boys are there from morning till evening. The jokes and stories they are telling. Naughty sometimes, of course but their minds are filled with honesty. The signs of love they are sending with and without words. Meeting eyes for a few seconds, a smile or a hand grabbing mine on our walks in the woods. Boyish minds integrated in maturing bodies, but still boys yet. Here I have learned to give love means receiving it back a thousand times. This place helped me to discover happiness in the real sense of the word. Having all these thoughts I am on my way to the auditorium. Backstage, as I am told, I can find enough Christmas decorations for our living room. Yesterday we went to the wood to find a nice Christmas tree. That tree is already in our living room and this afternoon after classes we will decorate the tree and the room as well. The auditorium is large and very quiet. After reaching the backstage part I start looking around to find the decoration materials I need. Everything is stored in boxes with labels telling me what's in it. Soon I have find and gathered everything needed. Looking around I spot a small door. I try to open the door but it's locked. No problem of course. Like every staff member I have a mother key and that one opens this door also without any trouble. After opening I spot a staircase leading to a large room under the stage. It's completely dark here till I find the switch. A single bulb spreads enough light to see what's there. The temperature here is nice due to the fact that the central pipes of our heating system are located here. I didn't know what to expect but this certainly is beyond my expectations. On the floor are several mattresses and one wall is covered with Y-fronts. All underpants show now yellow semen stains and besides that the name of the owner as well! I laugh out loud because of the confrontation with this exhibition of boys pride in a perfect hide out. One of them must have stolen the key a long time ago and nobody noticed. Curiously I walk over to the Y-fronts to discover that all of my boys except Tom and the twins have sacrificed pants and sperm. Jamie's contribution to this "wall of fame" is also already there and now, looking back I understand where the visits to friends in other groups have ended. Especially on Sundays I realize myself now and have to laugh again. These angelic faces when they asked my permission to leave for a while. I had no idea but that's mainly, of course, because of my own naivety! Anyway, it's not difficult to guess what's happening on these mattresses between the honourable members of this exclusive boys club. I use the stairs to return to my decoration materials and close this interesting door again with my key. Still amused and smiling I walk back to our living room to drop everything. It's still early and I decide to visit Johann Weinberger for a chat and a coffee. The weather is foggy and it is unpleasant cold outside. While driving to the village I switch the car heater to the mark max. Soon enough the temperature in the car is much better and humming I reach my destination. I can't resist. I have to go to the boy statue in the garden for another look at it. Want to have something like that for my apartment I decide. Before I can ring the bell the door is opened and I look into the grinning face of the artist. "Hello Colin, good to see you. Come in", he says. Inside he hugs me very tight and kisses me on both cheeks. I feel my penis rise immediately to its full hardness. While kissing him back I notice he is hard also. Johann goes to the kitchen to make some Nescafe. I walk to the workshop and notice he is working on a new painting. A closer look at this new one gives me an unexpected view. No doubt is possible; this is a sketch of Jamie, Andrew and Lars. "You are not supposed to see this". "Is that so" I ask, "why?" "Can't tell you now I'm afraid, you just wait and see". Together we enjoy our coffee, strong and sweet. "Any other new work?" "Yes in fact there is another new painting; we can have a look at it after we've finished our coffee. So tell me, how are you doing these days?" "I am ok. I like my job at Hillhurst very much. All boys in my group are doing well and I might say I love them all one way or another". "Yes and I am damn sure all boys love you also", Johann says, "and I can be sure of that because they have told me that". I feel my face turn red, a real blush. Johann sees it and smiles to me. "Oh Colin", he says, "Oh Colin you still are so damn boyish. How much I love that pleasant mix of maturity and boyhood you are radiating constantly. You are a complete and very charming temptation I can no longer resist. Come, please come". He grabs my hands and leads me to a corner in the backside of the workshop. A corner I haven't noticed so far. When he opens a curtain I see a large bed under walls covered with paintings of boys. Naked boys and all erected. Together we go in and Johann closes the curtain again. The light is faded now inside, not dark but some kind of twilight. We embrace each other and I feel his hands starting to caress my back and bum. In me there is no hesitation anymore. Slowly I move my head towards him till our lips meet. My penis is hard as a rock and my entire body is tensed, longing for satisfaction. A little violent I press my tongue inside his mouth and we kiss for several minutes. My hands are touching his body everywhere I can reach. Our crotches are pressed together and I can feel he is as horny as I am. Slowly we undress each other till we are both completely in the nude. Words are not necessary now. We lay down on the bed face to face. How I need the cuddling and caressing. Looking after my boys, even having sex with them so far had only one dimension. Pleasing them in the first place. This time I am the most important person. I can feel that by the way Johann is treating me. He is looking after me in fact. Every sigh or moan he translates into the right answer to my wishes and desires. Slowly he builds up my arousal and excitement. In my brain another desire comes up like a light flash. "Come", I whisper, "come inside me. I need you to penetrate me. You're the one to steal my virginity. Do it; please do it now". I turn to my back and raise my legs till my knees are resting against my body. My eyes are closed in anticipation. A few seconds later the hot and slippery knob of Johanns' penis rests against my anus. "Relax", Johann whispers, "I start penetrating now. You push back like you while dumping". Slowly he starts his pushing forward. I feel fully relaxed. Pushing back the way he told me I feel that my opening widens. There is some initial pain but bearable. Hands are grabbing my hips and with one powerful thrust his penis is in; completely inside me. I feel completely filled. Johann starts thrusting up and down. A new experience hits me. With every thrust upwards his penis head touches a spot from where very intense signals are send to my penis. Lots of precum are there, all the time. Then the moment is there. I feel Johann's penis growing, longer and wider. One more thrust upwards and it is there. Eight jets of semen he shoots with great power against that same spot. It's too much for me and my own member shoots his load high into the air before it lands on my breast and stomach. Firework starts in my brain and I almost faint. Johann pulls his penis out with a plopping sound, like opening a bottle of Champaign. Clamped together we enjoy the afterglow of our mutual and intense orgasm. I feel satisfied and peaceful in my mind. Although I don't love Johann like I love Lars, I don't regret I followed my horny desire this morning. "Thank you", I whisper into his ear, "this was great. But I have to tell you something". Johann looks into my eyes. "Sssttt", he says, "I know your heart belongs to Lars. Don't worry about that. I like you a lot and I am sure you like me also. That's enough for me, more than enough. If you don't want to have sex with me anymore, just tell me and will not force you in any way. And that's a promise Colin". Together we rise from the bed and take a shower together. Clean and naked we walk back to the workshop to put on our cloths again. Johann takes me by my hand again and leads me to his new painting. It's rather tall boy leaning against a rock. His genitals are looking mature but there is no pubic hair what so ever. Having a close look at the face of the model he looks familiar to me. I am pretty sure I have seen him before. It's like the artist can read my mind. "It's a village boy and he was talking about you. He mentioned you were walking along the schoolyard one day and he was hoping to see you again". Now I remember. He was the somewhat isolated boy making eye contact with me that day. "What's his background?" I ask. "He is the only kid of a well off family. Has everything he wishes. However his parents are to busy, business and social, to pay much attention to him. I met him in the forest one day and we started talking. Since than he visits me very often". "And why he was hoping to see me again?" "I'm not sure but I have the impression he wants to go to Hillhurst". "Oh, well ok, may be I can meet him here some day. By the way looking at him I expected some pubic hair". "Well to be honest I skipped that. He is shaving his pubic hair now anyway". I grin. Boys will be boys I say to myself. I kiss Johann on his lips. "Have to go now", I say, "Duty is calling me". Lunch was tasty and quit as normal. On Monday it's always let's say junk food day. Hamburgers and hotdogs are served, together wit French fries and some salad. It's not my favourite food but the boys love to eat it. After lunch I decide to go for a walk in the forest around the school. The sky is somewhat clearer now and the sun shines every now and than. So nature is looking more inviting now than it was this morning. However when I leave the building using the backdoor I spot one of the older pupils with one of the youngest. The smallest one looks like six may be seven years old to me. Somehow I got the impression something was very wrong with this. They are not supposed to walk around during class hours of course. Also the way the small boy looks at me tells me he is unhappy with the situation. I put my finger against my lips telling him to remain quit and not to tell he saw me to his companion. I follow them keeping some distance and fortunately the large boy hasn't seen me and never looks around or back. They enter the forest and I can see them disappear behind some bushes. Walking faster I reach the spot, just in time to hear the small boy crying. "No", he shouts, "No, I don't want that. It hurts". I break through the bushes the moment the large boy attempts to penetrate the small one. The same moment I feel a tremendous anger flow through my mind and body. Grabbing the large boy around his neck I dash him against a tree. "What do you think you're doing?" I shout to him. "Back to the school and straight to the director's office. Now!" He looks into my eyes and I see pure hate. If eyes were able to kill I would have died the same moment. The offender moves his Y-front and trousers up and walks slowly to the school building. Now I can pay attention to the small one. After helping him to pull up his underpants and shorts I hug him for a few moments. Slowly the sobbing stops. "Thank you sir", he says, "Thank you for helping me". His small hand in mine we walk back to the school as well. I deliver him at the nursery and ask the school nurse to keep him with her till I'll be back. The rapist is already there and I take him with me into the boss' office. After my review the boss looks at the youngster. "Jesus Christ Josh, you did it again huh? Well you know this was your last chance here. Sit down over there while I call your dad. Thanks Colin I will handle this myself". I leave the office and walk back to the nursery. The small kid jumps from his chair right into my arms. I take him to the surgery because I want to inspect his anus first. Without any hesitation he lowers his shorts and y-front and bends over. After I have spread his buttocks I see the expected dark ring around his anus. This afternoon wasn't the first time somebody wanted to abuse him. I realize myself I even don't know his name yet so I ask. "Ian sir", he says. "Ok Ian", I say, "you're safe now. Try to sleep here for a while and after school time we'll talk further when your supervisor is present. OK?" After handing him over to the nurse again I leave the nursery. One hour to go before school time ends. I need that hour badly to regain my balance after this horrible experience.