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Chapter 26

When we woke up the next morning, Lionel came over to my bed, naked and sporting a bobbing hard on. "Please suck me again so that I can get soft and go for a piss." He asked.
I was quite happy to oblige, but wanted something in return so I said, "Ok, but you have to help me get soft at the same time."
Lionel pulled back the covers and pulled my sleeping shorts down with me lifting my hips to help him get them over my bum. He worked them off my feet and then climbed on the bed so that he straddled my face and lowered his face into my crotch where he licked for a little bit before sucking my cock into his mouth. I had taken his cock in straight away and spent some time playing with his balls and tickling his bum while I sucked on his cock. Gradually I moved my finger into his crack and concentrated on massaging his rose bud. I added some spit to my finger and spread that around his bum hole and then got yet more spit on my finger and slowly pushed it into his butt. Lionel did not raise any objections to this treatment and so I began to finger fuck him while I sucked away at my lollipop.
It seemed like only moment s before Lionel began to bob in my mouth and give off signs that he was getting close. I knew that I still had some way to go and so I slipped off his cock and began to suck his balls in while keeping my finger in his butt but not moving. When I felt him relax a little I began to finger fuck him first and then took his cock back into my mouth and sucked him some more. This time when he began to bounce in my mouth I let him continue and used my tongue to titillate the end of his cock probing his piss slit.
Lionel's movements began to get like the word we sometimes use for masturbation and I found that I had to keep my head still and press my tongue against his spasmodic jerking until he thrust deep into my mouth and froze there for a second or two before giving an involuntary shudder and moan on my cock as he began to unload his night's build-up of semen.
During all of that, he did not lose concentration on what he was doing to my cock and so when he slipped over the edge I was fairly close and by the time he began to sag onto my body I began to shoot into his mouth.

We lay like that for a few minutes and then both got up, pulled on some sleeping shorts and headed down the passage to the loo. We entertained each other with our sword fight and then scrambled for supremacy at the basin to brush our teeth. Back in the room we got dressed with me putting on skants again because Stephan had advised that I begin wearing them so that I could be used to them before I got to boarding school. Lionel on the other hand was learning the joys of freeballing and so he opted go commando in a reversal of roles for the two of us. This being a Sunday we did not have chores to attend to and so after getting our breakfast we went outside to play.
We had not been playing very long when I felt the need to adjust myself inside my skants. It was a good job we still had a few more days of holidays to go because I was going to need every one of them to get my cock and balls used to being kept confined.

Two days before school was due to start ma helped me to pack my trunk and asked Willie to come over and advise us. Willie told us what we would need first and how he liked to pack his trunk and ma simply followed his advice making sure each item that went into my trunk had my name and hostel name on it.
I must admit that packing the trunk got me a bit nervous and although I did not say anything, Willie must have noticed and he came and put a familiar arm around my shoulders and said that I must not worry because he had already laid the ground work to ensure that I got treated right at school.
"There are two dormitories for your age group in the hostel and I have advised both of the dorm prefects that you can help meet some of their needs and they have been very grateful for the advice. I also got both of them to agree to look after you if they find you suitable. Which I am sure they will, going on how the camp at the lake went." Willie reassured me.
"What do you mean by if they find him suitable?" Lionel asked. He had also been packing his trunk with his mother's help and she too had taken Willie's advice.
"I guess it will be the same at your school, but I can't be sure. At our school there is a certain amount of what they call `hazing' carried out in the hostels." Willie explained, "And the new boys become the servants for the guys in their last year. If you get selected by one of the dorm prefects to be their skivvy, it gives you a bit of a privileged position and you get looked after better than the others. But for it you do have to do a bit extra."
"What extra do you have to do?" Lionel again asked.
"Oh it could be anything from having to polish the floor in his room to hanging up his clothes when they come from the laundry." Willie said, somewhat evasively and then as both mothers left the room in search of some items for our trunks, Willie whispered, "Actually the extras have to do with jerking off and such like. I will explain when we are alone and private."

Of course I already had an inkling of what Willie was referring to because of my "education" that I had been receiving over the past months; but Lionel had not heard any of it and so was very curious. The poor guy had to wait nearly an hour before our mothers were satisfied our trunks were ready and we had a full set of uniform ready in the cupboard to put on when we left for our first day in boarding school.
When we were finally done, I suggested we accompany Willie as he walked home again. Both mothers liked this idea as it was a way of saying thank you to Willie and so we set off for the short walk to his house.
We had hardly cleared the garden when Lionel was asking Willie for more information on what he had meant. Willie made him wait till we had over twenty yards between us and the garden gate before he began to talk.
"Well as you know, we guys have needs down there in our dicks. And you also know that those needs are nicer when shared and another person helps you while you help them. The problem is that for most of us, we have dorm rooms with up to twenty guys in the same room and this does not allow a lot of privacy to take care of our needs either by ourselves or with someone's help. But the dorm prefects have the privilege of having a private room and to help keep their room clean and tidy, they choose a skivvy or sometimes two skivvies to do the work for them. With some of these prefects, the skivvies are required to do a bit more and help meet the needs of the prefect's dick. In return for these favours, the prefect ensures the skivvy is not bullied or mistreated by anyone else, and sometimes also helps meet the skivvy's needs down below. And what I was saying back in the room in that although they are a year ahead of me, I know both the dorm prefects for PP's year and also know that they are both keen on some extra help and so have advised them that PP is one that they will find most helpful." Willie said.
"You mean that if PP sucks their cocks they will look after him?" Lionel clarified.
"That is about it, yes." Willie said.
"And how do you know if a prefect wants this kind of help, and if he does how do you let him know that you are willing?" Lionel asked clearly looking to his own interests.
"Now that is a difficult one. I think the first thing to do is to show that you are not shy. So when it is time to shower, don't cover up when you get undressed and when you are changing in the dorm room be open and do it slowly while you talk to others so that when they look at you they can see you without it looking gay or sexual. When you wake up with morning wood also don't try to hide it. Let others see that you have a need. If the prefect does not see it directly himself, word will get back to him and if he then selects you as his skivvy, do whatever he asks and answer his questions. He will ask you things like how often you wank and you should answer him directly without trying to make out that you don't. It might take a few days but he will ask you if you have ever wanked with someone else present and you can answer that you have and see where he takes it from there. Depending on how you read him, you might even be able to ask him if he wants to watch you wank, but you need to be careful with that sort of question." Willie explained.
By this time we had reached his house and he invited us in for a cool drink before we returned to our house. We accepted and once we each had a can in our hands we went through to Willie's room where his trunk was on the floor, open and empty.
"You haven't packed yet?" Lionel asked.
"No, I know how to pack and have got nearly everything ready so I will pack tomorrow and be ready for the next day." Willie answered.
I sat down on Willie's bed and Lionel came over to join me. Willie sat down on the chair for his desk, but turned it so that he could look at us while we sat and drank our drinks. I lifted up my leg to rest my foot on the edge of the bed and this caused my shorts to gape which gave Willie a view up the leg and he noticed that I had skants on.
"Hey, you've got skants on now." He stated the obvious.
"Ja. Ma sent me with Stephan to buy them so that I would be ready for school. But I hate them, they make me so uncomfortable." I responded.
"You will get used to them." Willie reassured me.

We finished our drinks and left and on the walk back to the house, Lionel asked me if I was happy about giving the extra service to a prefect.
"If he is nice to me, then I think it will be ok. But if he is mean then I don't know. It could be hard to take."
"Ja, that is what I was thinking." Lionel agreed.
"We will just have to wait and see." I said.
"What if the guy wants to fuck you?" Lionel asked.
"I don't know. I am a bit scared about that." I answered.
"Do you want to try it before we go to school?" Lionel asked.
"You mean you and me?" I sought clarification.
"Ja. You can fuck me and then I can fuck you." Lionel explained.
"Do you want to try it?" I asked.
"Ja. I think so. I think it could happen when I am at school and I don't want to look stupid because I don't know how it is." Lionel said.
"Ok, we can do it tonight when we go to bed." I agreed.
"Ja. It will be good." Lionel said and we fell into silence as each of us contemplated what we had agreed to. Neither of us saw the importance of that decision at that point in our lives, but it was going to be something we would both look back on with pride and some merriment.

That night, once we had been sent off to bed, we knew that ma would leave us alone as she had not looked in on us for several weeks and had commented on how happy she was that we were not making a noise and staying awake too late when we were alone in our room. But even so, to help prevent being surprised, I had moved a chair in front of my door after closing it and making sure the latch had clicked into place. Now if ma did open the door without knocking, it would hit against the chair and cause her to stop for a few moments which would give one of us the chance to get back into our own bed before she could see we were in the same bed together.
With the security system in place, we stripped off and Lionel came to my bed with the bottle of baby oil.
"You fuck me first so that I can see how it is done and then I will fuck you." Lionel said.
I did not even argue at all and perhaps this was the first step into the way things were to go for us. Lionel lay down and I began to smear oil in his crack and then around his bum hole. Gradually I put on pressure and worked a finger in and after a bit followed it with a second finger and finally a third; going about it much the same as I had done for Stephan. Lionel had grunted with the pain that he had experienced but had been very good at not crying out loudly which would have attracted ma's attention.
My cock did not need any help in getting hard and certainly was ready by the time I felt I had done all I could to get him ready. I moved up and lined my cock up with his hole and pushed. My cock was not as thick as my combined fingers and like it was with Stephan so it was with Lionel and I slid in easily. Pretty soon I was banging away and all too soon my tempo changed as my orgasm drew near and then `bang' I was out of control and going at it like there was no tomorrow. Moments later and Lionel got a deposit that was nowhere near as big as it felt when it was coming out. I wilted pretty quickly too and his bum forced my softening cock out. I used some tissue to wipe it clean intending to take the tissue to the toilet when I next went to piss.

We then swapped positions and Lionel began to soften my bum up to receive its first cock and gradually worked a finger in and after I had told him it was ok, he worked a second finger in. With that onslaught, my bum certainly felt it and my cock showed it by getting hard all over again. After a while of working two fingers in my butt, I told Lionel to just go for it with his cock. Of course his hard appendage was bigger than his two fingers, but not as big as three fingers and I thought it would be best to just go for the kill straightaway. Lionel was so eager to feel his cock inside my bum and needed no persuading and soon was pressing his cock at my entrance. I had heard the others talking about pushing out like you do to get rid of your shit and so I gave that a try and with a bit of pain and a sudden forward movement by Lionel, his head popped through the sphincter and not knowing any better, Lionel continued to push until he was all the way in. A few moments later I was still coming to terms with the pain when Lionel began pulling back a bit.
"Wait!" I cried, "Let me get used to this first."
Lionel stopped dead in his tracks and a look of great concern covered his face. "What did I do wrong?" he asked.
"Nothing, it's just a bit sore and I need a little time for my bum to get used to the idea that there is a big prick sitting inside it." I told him.
"Hey! This aint no prick, my makker[i], this is four and half inches of pure goffel meat." Lionel protested my choice of words.
"Sorry. But you can try moving a bit now." I apologised.
Lionel began to slide backwards a bit and then moved forward just as slowly as he had slid back. He kept up a steady rhythm for about half a minute and then he began to increase the tempo as the feelings began to take control of his actions. Just that short bit of time was enough though and I was managing to bear his thrusts although it still was not pain free. Of course it was a virgin arsehole he was thumping away at and so I guess that was to be expected.
Over the next few minutes Lionel sped up gradually and before ten minutes had passed since he had entered me, he was going like a runaway train and exploded inside me sufficiently hard enough for me to feel the thump as the spurts of his cum hit against the walls of my chute. When his orgasm came to an end, he was pushed up inside my bum as far as he could possibly manage. The emotional and physical energy he had used during that short time had drained him and Lionel fell forward onto me so that our mouths came together and I kissed him. Lionel was a bit dazed at first, but when my tongue began to push against his lips he opened them and allowed me access to his mouth.
I could feel his cock slipping out and tried to clamp my bum closed to hold it in, but to no avail and his cock plopped out to hang between my legs. After a few moments Lionel was able to lift himself up again and I used another tissue to wipe his cock for him before pulling on a pair of shorts to go to the loo and flush the evidence away. I did need a piss as well and took the opportunity to give my cock a bit of a wash also.
When I got back to the room, Lionel was not only in his bed, but he was also sound asleep. I went over and lifted the sheet to see that he was still naked underneath that covering and bending I kissed the tip of his cock only remembering that he had not washed his after he had fucked me when I smelt my bum on him after my lips had planted that kiss on the tip of his cock.
With a little shudder at that thought, I shed my shorts and climbed into my bed and turned the bedside light out and dropped off to sleep almost as quickly as Lionel had.

 



[i] Makker – slang term for a friend.