Date: Tue, 24 Jan 2006 13:37:36 -0800 From: Bert Subject: Hillhurst Prep School part two 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 reed it. If you have an open mind and some knowledge about life, have fun! For them who like to email me: dutchb14@icqmail.com Hillhurst Prep School. Milestone in a boy's life. While standing in retrospection in the dormitory I lay my arm around the shoulders of Jamie. Surprisingly he doesn't make any attempt to avoid that. On the contrary, I feel his arm around my waist and he makes contact to my side. Through my cloths I can feel his warm body and we are standing there like that for quiet some time. No talking, just signalling to each other `sure I've just met you but nevertheless I think I like you a lot'. At a certain moment we are disturbed by footsteps outside and several clear boy voices. Soon the dormitory is filled with nine other boys all filled with lots of energy and demonstrating sitting down in a classroom for several hours is almost too long. One of them, a typical English boy in the eyes if foreigners, red hair, freckles on and around his nose, milk white skin and very blue eyes looks at me. "Are you a relative of Jamie sir?" "Nope I am the new school counsellor and besides that I am going to look after this group especially". "Cool sir", he says, "Are you going to have lunch with us now?" "No not today uh, by the way what's your name?" "Andrew sir". "Ok Andrew, as I said today I'll have lunch with the staff. See you all after class at four o'clock this afternoon. And now on the double to the cafeteria". Jamie waits till everyone else has left the dormitory. "Do you need me again after lunch sir?" he asks. "No lad, you better go to class, see you around four with the others". His face tells me he is disappointed. I ruffle his hair and tell him I really like him but that his school education is important. With an – ok, see you later sir – he runs outside and to the cafeteria. My meal with the staff is really pleasant, although we have the same food as served to the pupils. And to be honest the food isn't bad at all. Spaghetti with a very tasteful tomato sauce and small meatballs. Completed with Italian bread and English butter. For the students the choice is between water and milk, we can enjoy a very drinkable red whine. Of course I am asked about the way I will work as a counsellor. I have to tell them I have no idea yet but when my colleagues have any suggestions I will be grateful to hear them. Of course I have some ideas but it can wait before I will talk about that subject. After lunch I walk to the school administration and ask there for the files of my group. The clerk opens a computer for me and I start reading. All of them are part of very well off families. All except Jamie. It turns out he is an orphan. His parents died in a plane crash and he has nothing left than his grandparents. No brothers or sisters and no other relatives. Poor little guy. It's good to know but I don't have any idea yet how to handle this. Well let's wait and see what's going to happen between the two of us. I check my watch and see it's almost four o'clock. So I walk to the group living room to wait for the boys. Tea and biscuits are already there and soon my boys arrive. With all ten I have tea and it turns out to be a cosy time together with small talk and some joking to each other. Ten teens and preteens full of energy and I realize myself I have been inside the building for hours now and I really need some fresh air. "Ok studs", I say, "Let's go outside and get some fresh air". They all jump on their feet and together we run to the front door. Outside the boys are in the lead today. Sean, a rather tall fourteen years old boy, shouts: "let's show sir our tree house". All agree to that idea and soon the hurt is running to the woods around the school building. All, except one. Jamie stays at my side and grabs my hand. Together we walk in de direction the other boys are running. The boys hand is almost burning my skin. Strange but nice and strong sensations are running through my body. Never in my life only a feather light physical contact like this with another person, was touching my heart and soul as strong as this time. On one hand it confuses me but it also makes me extremely happy again. "You know sir", Jamie says, "You know I am very happy you are here now. I like you very much, really very much sir". "Oh Jamie", I say, "I like you a lot too, really". "Can I ask you a question sir?" "Sure, you may ask me every question you need to ask". "How long are you going to stay sir?" "I hope very long. Why do you ask?" Jamie doesn't answer the question immediately. I look at him. He turns his head to me and looking into his eyes I see the boy is kind of desperate. "It's because every time when I start to like somebody here he resigns sir". "Well, look Jamie, as far as I am concerned I hope to stay here as long as you need me, and that's a promise". "That's nice of you to say sir, thank you, sir". Poor little devil. Of course he is not able to believe me now. But he is too polite to make that remark. Well time will teach him I am loyal and always keep my promises. The voices of the other boys become louder now and soon we reach the spot where the tree house is built. It's a present from one of the fathers and it looks very solid. Of course I have to climb the ladder and have a look inside. It is nice, no it is smashing and one could easily stay here overnight. After I have made all thinkable compliments about it Andrew looks on his watch. "We have to go sir. It's time for our shower and dinner". "Thanks Andrew for reminding me, I don't know everything on my first day of course". He smiles at me and tells the boys to walk back to the main building. Our natural leader is my conclusion, very useful in any human group. To my satisfaction Jamie is running with the other boys now proving he is part of his group and not as lonely as I feared. Inside they all rush to the dormitory and I discover that the showers are attached. In no time ten naked boys are running around trying to hit each other with their towels. Alarm bells are ringing in my head. Now I have to demand some discipline otherwise the situation will get out of hand very soon. So I clap my hands and shout: "enough lads go and wash your dirty ass". They start laughing and run to the shower room. There I see one large bathing place with clean off white coloured tiles. Ten showerheads are available. I discover the central tap meant to provide them nice warm water at the same time. Each one washes his hair and after rinsing the shampoo foam from their heads they start to wash their bodies. As I expected they are not paying much attention to the crotch and butt areas. Nobody retracts his foreskin although no one is circumcised. I have to talk about that soon with them I decide for myself. Time is running out so I switch of the tap. After drying their selves they return to the dormitory and dress again in clean underwear and school uniform. All of a sudden I hear a gong, souper time I am sure. Together we walk to the cafeteria and soon we have filled our plates and sit together to eat. I am rather hungry and so are they, no talking just eating for a while. After dinner we go to our group living room and watch TV for a while. They have to watch the evening news and after that they can make a choice together what to watch till bedtime is there. I sit down on an easy chair and Jamie comes over to me, places himself on the floor and leans back between my legs. While watching the screen I put one hand on his cheek and the other one on his shoulder. Slowly I start caressing the soft skin with my fingertips. A few times he sighs deep and softly. A few times I look down and steal a glimpse of his preteen legs sticking out his tight corduroy shorts. The chosen show is finished and I announce its bed time now. Andrew switches off the TV set and all boys walk quietly to the dormitory. They all change into their night shirts and crawl under their sheet and blanket. "Ok boys, sleep well and see you in the morning. If anyone needs me feel free to come over to my apartment". And there is Jordy, the clown of the group as I discovered already during tea time this afternoon. "Can I have a night kiss, pleassssse? " I smile and walk over to his bed. Sitting down on the edge I grab him and place a fat kiss on his forehead. "There you are", I say. "Thanks sir, I needed that", the little devil replies. All his mates chuckle softly and I walk to the door and switch off the lights. Feeling rather tired I go to my apartment opposite the dormitory. I allow myself a small glass of scotch and sit down. Looking back on my first day here I feel happy and satisfied with the results. Yep I made the right choice, I think. This is the place to be. Still not very sleepy I switch on my own TV set and watch the late movie. Half way that film there is a knock at my door. It turns out Andrew is standing there. "Can I come in sir, please?" "Sure, you may", I say stepping aside. After closing the door I have look at the boy and I see a wet spot on is nightshirt. Obviously a wet dream I think. "Something wrong Andrew?" "Look sir, I've wet myself", he sounds embarrassed. "I can see that, what happened?" "You see sir I had that strange dream". "Do you want to tell me about it?" "Don't know sir, it's really weird". "I see; were you alone in that dream?" "No sir, Jamie was there also". "And..." "We were kissing sir, very tight and right on the lips and than..." I decide to make it a little easier for him. "And you woke up, feeling very nice sensations in your penis and suddenly wet stuff came out ". Andrew looks at me very surprised. "Yes sir. How do you know sir?" "I know because I was a boy too!" "So it's not some kind of a sickness sir?" "No of course not, congratulations, you're a big boy now". "But I don't understand what's happening to me sir". "Look, it's rather late now. So I suggest you take a shower here in my bathroom. I'll go to your wardrobe to get a clean nightshirt for you. Ok?" "Ok sir". A few moments later I return to my apartment and hear the shower running. I enter the bathroom the moment Andrew switches off the water. I give him a towel and he starts to dry his body. He is very attractive indeed with his milk white skin all over and no suntan at all. Above his penis he is sprouting some hair, red of course. "You like a cup of tea whopper?" "Oh yes, please sir". A few moments later we sit together on my couch. "Ok whopper, this happens to every boy when he is old and physically matured enough. It is a milestone in your life so to speak. I noticed today some other boys are as far as you are now so I suggest that we have a talk together tomorrow night after lights off. Ok?" "Ok sir and thank you". After his tea is finished I bring him back to the dormitory and sit down for a while on his bed without talking. "Ok, good night", I whisper. "Good night sir". While returning to my room I notice I have a raging erection. To be continued.