Date: Mon, 4 Sep 2006 13:20:37 -0700 From: Bert Subject: Hillhurst part 13 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 the address has changed into: blueshorts@hushmail.com Hillhurst prep school part 13 As soon as Anthony has left I activate the dorm camera-system. The first boy appearing on my screen is Kevin. He's sleeping peacefully. In his sleep he slowly sucks on his babysoother. I noticed a few weeks ago he was sucking on his thumb all night with a rather painful infection as result. When the doctor treated that he suggested to him to buy a comforter. To my surprise Kevin liked that idea and together with me we entered a pharmacy to buy one. Fortunately the pharmacist understood what the problem was without asking and advised Kevin very friendly what the best model was. We bought three pieces to be sure there would be some extra `stock' in case a new one would be needed. As I expected there were no remarks from his group members and everybody let him enjoy his little toy in peace. Anyway for this reason or another he falls asleep very soon after lights out now. Switching the camera over to Lars' bed I see it's empty. Two beds further I see what was to expect. He and Anthony are sucking each other in a sixty nine position. Both heads are bobbing up and down demonstrating this isn't the first time they practice. Soon the slurping sounds are mixed with some moaning and groaning and all of a sudden their bodies tense. Without any problem they manage to catch a, without any doubt, considerable amount of boyish semen without swallowing it. Immediately after their ejaculation they start French kissing mixing the two samples of sperm together and than swallow the white and tasty stuff. I realise myself that it was only thirty minutes ago when Anthony shot a fair amount of sperm in my mouth. Oh holy youth and there almost endless sexual appetite! The twins are sleeping peacefully, as always close to each other on the only double bed of the dorm. They really have angel faces, especially when asleep. Jamie and Andrew are clamped together. It's obvious their hips are humping up and down to stimulate their boy dickies to another climax. Tom, still awake, is reading a book using the light of his battery torch. Yep it's against the rules I know, but why forbid it when part of his mates are enjoying their selves in their own way...! When I reach Jordy he just starts to wipe of his crotch and hand with his handkerchief. The colour of his penis is due to intensive jerking deep red. And Sean, well Sean isn't there. His bed is empty and still looks very neat. I wonder where he can be. Than my memory gives in a flash back the possible solution. Of course, he probably is in the basement under the stage of the auditorium. After the computer is switched of I walk along the corridors of the school building to the auditorium. I am not surprised at all when I notice backstage that the door to the basement is closed but not locked. Slowly and without making any noise I walk downstairs. Right after I opened the door I can hear boy voices. They are talking together like boys do. As soon as I can hear what they are talking about, I stay where I am. I recognise Sean's voice. "No, really", he says, "Powels is ok and we all like him very much. He surely understands us and we can talk to him about everything. Look bob a few days ago he even gave me a bottle of baby oil to make jerking more exciting and pleasant also. I am sure if he sees I am not in the dorm he will not make a big deal out of it". "Ok", his mate says, "Than nothing to worry about. Let's do what we came for here in the first place". Sounds of undressing are reaching my ears. Slowly again I walk further down till I have reached a point where I can see what's going on. On the mattress on the ground my eyes catch two fully naked boy bodies. Maturing? Yes they are. But the only physical proof for that is a tuft of still soft pubic hair around their dickies. The rest of their bodies is still hairless and smooth, real boy bodies so to speak. I enjoy the almost skinny shape, the fine long legs and arms. But also the disharmony at this moment; caused by the size of their hands and feet, another sign of growing into adolescence. The TL tube against the ceiling spreads more than enough light to give me a proper look at the scene. These two lads are clamped together and practice French kissing in a very passionate way. Four hands are caressing each other and it all gives me goose pimples and a steel hard erection. The temptation is urging me to step forward and to take part but I don't to avoid the risk to spoil everything for them. After may be ten minutes of kissing and caressing Bob breaks the embracement and turns on all fours. "Fuck me", he says, "I'm so goddamned horny Sean, please fuck me". Sean grabs a familiar bottle of baby oil and with the palm of his hand he oils his rock hard boy penis till it shines in the somewhat cold light of the gas tube. "Now", he whispers and with only one long stroke his hard long penis enters the rectum of his mate. He starts slowly moving up and down, meanwhile massaging the penis and scrotum of Bob. Sean's cheek is resting on bob's shoulder and both boys are moving together in a slow but steady rhythm. My penis is throbbing in my pants, a rather uncomfortable feeling for me. So I lower my shorts and y-front and step slowly out of these cloths. The two boys are too occupied to notice anything. Bob starts moving more furiously now giving a sign that way to Sean to speed up also. The moaning and groaning is tremendous now and the same moment Sean bites Bob's shoulder very hard both lovers scream "now" and reach their climax simultaneously. Trembling and out of breath they fall down on the mattress for quit some time to regain their strength. "Jesus Christ. Sean, that was fantastic, really super. That oily hand of yours was driving me crazy in the end, not to mention that spot inside you touched with your dick all the time". "Oh man", Sean sighs, "Tonight it was the best one ever. My nuts are aching I can tell you cause they are complete empty by now. I am sure I shot a lot of cum inside that lovely ass of you. But now we have to go before we are missed by our housemasters". With a grin I step forward. "Not necessary Sean, I am already here". The reaction of the two boys is rather cool. "Hello sir", Sean says with a smile, "How long you're here already?" Smiling back I say, "Well my dear boy, long enough to notice the two of you were not here to do your prep work". "You liked what you saw sir", Bob asks making a high soprano voice. "Hm", I say, "To be fair it wasn't bad. It wasn't bad at all in fact. You two are handsome lads anyway, I can't deny that". The two sweet rascals start giggling and both of them kiss me on one cheek each. "Thanks sir", Sean says, "You're the best, I've told that to Bob also. By the way sir, are you already a present on the wall of fame?" "As a matter of fact, nope my nosy pupil I am not. Is that a problem?" Instead of answering my question the two boys look at each other. My God what a pretty example of body language I am looking at. Slowly they start to take of the rest of my cloths, pullover, tie and shirt. Absolutely not by accident their hands are caressing my bare skin sending waves of pleasure and energy through my entire body. They are in charge now, fully in charge. My penis is rock hard and throbbing in the same rhythm as my heart beats. Before I know it I lay on the mattress; my mast proudly pointing to the ceiling. Bob whispers something in Sean's ear and he nods. Than is starts. Four hands are touching me in the most sensitive way. Each and every sensitive spot they know some way or another. Starting with my nipples Sean moves to my tummy; the inside of my thighs; my scrotum and of course the glans of my penis. The gallon of precum my penis produces is used to stimulate the frenulum and its driving me crazy. What about Bob? Bob kisses my lips, my cheeks, my closed eyes and my ears. Every now and than he blows very gently into one of my ears; sending me to heaven and hell at the same time. My penis is throbbing like a small tree in a storm wind. "For Gods sake", I moan, "Let me cum, please let me cum". Sean starts stimulating my frenulum again. However he stops every time when my balls jump up to my body. More than six times he tortures me that way. Finally I can't control myself anymore. "Coming, coming", I scream, "Can't hold anymore, can't hold it any longer". Just in time Bob grabs my y-front from somewhere on the mattress. Guided by Sean my penis shoots a tremendous amount of semen against the front of my light blue underpants. Exactly twelve times a powerful jet of fruitful sperm touches my y-front penetrating the fabric completely. I am out of breath and the basement becomes just a black hole when I stop spurting. My balls are aching like hell and I feel tired, so tired. From far I notice that the two lads have started to massage me again. Not in an erotic manner this time but with rather strong pressure to gain my consciousness again. Slowly I open my eyes and look at two concerned faces. "Feeling better already sir", Sean asks. With Bob's assistance I manage to lift my body in a sitting position. Taking a few deep breaths my skin becomes pink again. It makes me feel much better but empty, very empty. Bob shows me my soak wet y-front. "Jesus sir, look at it I've never seen somebody shooting that much of juice in my life. Honestly I haven't!" "And what my friends are you going to do with it?" I ask slightly concerned. "Well sir, if you don't mind", Bob says, "I will hide it to dry and after that we will remove your name label from it. However your pants are going to hang in the centre of the wall and each and every boy will become jealous as soon as he sees it. You can be sure of that". Meanwhile Sean cleans my crotch in a very gently way and Bob gives me my cloths. Soon I am decent dressed again and the three of us climb the stairs to the stage and leave the auditorium. First we deliver Bob to his housemaster. I tell him that Bob and Sean visited me and we were talking about interesting matters and forgot about the time. He waves back my apologies for it and tells me it's ok and he is glad nothing unpleasant had happened. Together with Sean I walk over to my apartment and invite him to come in for a drink and a chat. I feel over satisfied as far as sex is concerned. My balls are still aching a bit, in fact the same painful sensation mostly mentioned as `blue balls'. Now I need a strong drink and a couple of cigarettes. As soon as we enter my apartment Sean falls down on the couch and I go to the kitchen to make a couple of drinks. For myself I decide for double bourbon on the rocks. For Sean I prepare coke and dark rum completed with slice of lemon. It only takes a few minutes to make the drinks and bring them over to my living room. I sit down next to Sean on the couch and thirsty as we are we start and enjoy our drink immediately. I grab for my box of cigarettes and light one. Greedy I inhale the smoke deep to my lungs and I feel calm down my nerves and body. Sean takes another sip of his drink and he seems to like it. "This stuff is nice sir, what is it?" he asks. "Its coke and rum", I tell him, "A bit sweet but sometimes I like it too". Sean crawls close to my side and I lay my arm around his shoulder. For quit some time we are silent and alone with our own thoughts. I realize myself now this evening has been very extra ordinary and certainly not suitable for the average teacher and housemaster. What kind of a person am I? I ask myself. What is my real identity? Wasn't I passing the edge tonight, wandering a bridge to far so to speak? I am confused, yes that's the right word, confused. Sure I was one with the boys and their sexual experiments. For their age it's normal, experimenting with their bodies. Discover their identity. Answering the temptation causes by raging hormones. Empty their genital system due to an overproduction of sperms. But for me, an adult, I should have stopped them. Being a grown up and a role model acting according to a certain amount of norms and values. Finally it is Sean breaking the silence. "Can I ask you a very personal question sir?" "Hm, yes of course you may, go on please", I reply. "Do you think I am queer sir?" "What makes you think you are gay Sean?" "Well you know sir; you saw what I did to Bob tonight. Didn't you see sir?" "Yes I saw lad, and for sure it was a homo sexual act but that's not telling me you are gay". "What do you mean sir? I did enjoy it you know, I enjoyed it a lot". "Yes it sure showed you liked it. But you have to consider the way you have to live now and here. This is an all boys school in the first place so no possibility to make love to a girl. Secondly your age group is sexual very active because your balls are making a lot of sperm. Besides that each and every boy experiments with sex to find his real sexual identity. And last but not least I do not think in terms of gay, straight or what ever. For me sex is a diverse activity and will be different in relation to the place you are, the mood you are in and the people crossing your way. Do you understand me so far?" To my surprise I discover I am not only answering Sean's question but also formulate the answers to my own doubts. "Yes I think so sir", Sean says, "If I understand you correct you are telling not to worry but to enjoy in all possible ways". I smile. "Well under one very important condition of course", I say, "Only if your partner also wants what you want". "Oh sure sir, of course", the boy replies, "And by the way sir it was Bob asking me to fuck him". This time I let the F-word pass; this isn't the time to act as a schoolmaster. "Ok boy. Bedtime now, this poor teacher is very tired now". Sean grins. "I can imagine that sir", he says. I rise from the couch and look at Sean. He hesitates to rise also and I can read the presence of another question in his blue and innocent eyes. "What's on your mind Sean?" I ask him. "Can I sleep with you sir; just this night sir, please". "Ok", I decide. "Just for tonight. You take a shower now and crawl in bed. I have my bath after you." For me it's another drink and a smoke. A short shower after that and when I crawl under the duvet Sean is already sleeping like a baby. I touch his lips giving a gently night kiss. Than I glide away to dreamland.