It Happened So ...

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Chapter 31

We got up to leave the dorm and as we were opening the door, John was doing the same from the other side and it gave us a bit of a fright when the door suddenly got pulled out of Mark's hand. John had seen the movement and decided to play a bit of trick on the person who was opening the door and so just tugged it sharply. He laughed when he saw our faces and as soon as we saw his face and had recovered from our shock we started laughing too. No one got hurt; although our hearts were racing slightly for a few moments.
"You want to be careful with these doors." John said, still grinning, "They tend to do things you don't expect."
"Ja, especially when there is a prick on the other side." I said in a whisper that only the three of us could hear.
"Easy boy! That could be construed as cheek and lying. This aint no prick here, either." John responded, also in a whisper, thrusting his hips slightly forward.
"You mean that couldn't burst some girl's virginity?" Mark asked still whispering.
"If you are not careful, I might prove it on your virginity." John warned
"Promises, promises." Mark replied with a cheesy grin.
Then John asked us in a normal tone where we were going and we told him that we wanted to explore the grounds a bit together and get to know each other a bit better.
"Oh, okay then, I will try out one of the other two next and you can have a trial tomorrow." John said tapping his finger on Mark's chest lightly.
John walked past us into the dorm and we slipped out through the open door and then on out to the gardens.

Once we were out of earshot of the others, Mark asked, "What was it like when you were alone with John?"
"It was kind of nice," I answered a little reservedly, not too sure how Mark would react if I told him the truth.
"What did he have you do?" Mark asked again.
"Oh, a little bit of tidying up and I had to make sure his basin was clean and his shoes were polished." I answered.
"Do you think he will be alright to skivvy for?" Mark asked.
"Ja. I think he will be one of the best. That is why Willie told him to choose me." I confirmed.
"Willie? Who is Willie and why did he tell him to choose you?" Mark was very curious now.
"Willie is the son of the one guy who works for us on the farm and he is now starting his matrics and so he spoke to John when he knew John was going to be a dorm prefect for the first years in the hostel. To kind of help me I guess." I replied still not letting anything out.
"For someone who has grown up as an only child, you seem to know a fair bit about people and don't seem too concerned about what others think. Have you had much to do with others before coming to school?" Mark was at last getting down to the questions he really wanted to ask and was wording them so that he did not seem to be asking what he actually wanted to know. Like me he was still not sure how I would react to him.
"Well, I was home schooled almost entirely by myself until after pa died. So I did most of my playing by myself. Even when Willie's pa came to work for us, we did not do that much together until the day pa was killed. That day Willie stayed with me and comforted me. He even spent the night there and held me in his arms the whole night to keep me company as I cried. We kind of became friends then. Then with the funeral, my cousins and Johan and Stephan came and we all spent the night together in the big tent that the teas had been served in. I was still the youngest guy there and they all looked after me like I was a special and precious person. When we got ready for bed and were all naked together, it did not seem odd or anything and so I just assumed that it was normal to be naked in front of other guys. Sometimes Willie would sleep at our house and sometimes I would go and sleep at his house and we showered together and it did not matter that he had more than me or anything like that so I did not know that I should have been cock shy or something. Later when Stephan came to work for us and began to teach me some of the things that I will need to know to help run the farm when I am old enough I got so covered in grease and oil that I needed some help getting cleaned up and Stephan helped me so that I would not have to be naked in front of ma. Well I had gone for a piss while working on the tractor and so had grease on my cock as well and Stephan made me clean it. When I asked him why he was not helping me with that too, he said that it would not be good for another guy to touch me there. I did not understand then, but left it at that. Then last holidays, a group of us went camping at Hartebeesport dam and because we were on private land and away from parents we went naked almost the whole time. Again I was the youngest and least developed but they didn't make fun of me or anything and just made me feel like I was one of the group with them even though I could not drink as much as they could. There was some teasing but we never said anything to hurt someone and later Stephan explained to me that we should always be like that so when I saw van Heerden being mean to Martyn, I thought I should try and do something. I am glad that you guys came to help me too." I probably revealed a bit more to Mark than I had intended but I somehow felt that I could and I am not even sure I knew that I felt that way; it happened so naturally.
"Didn't it get embarrassing when you got hard-ons or something?" Mark was rather in awe of what I had told him.
"No. Sometimes one of the others would suggest to someone to calm down to or to go off and get that thing sorted, but mostly we just walked around with a hard on until it got soft again." I lied a bit.
"Did any of them skommel[i] in front of you?" Mark was building to some personal questions the answers to which could alter our relationship considerably.
"Ja, sometimes one of them would just sit there giving it a bit of a stroking and we all just let him carry on. Sometimes there would be a few doing it at the same time." I kind of lied again.
"And it did not bother you to see them playing with themselves?" Mark asked
"No, we all like to do that so what was the problem?" I replied.
"So if guys in the dorm were to wank you would not mind?" Mark asked.
"No, I will do it myself if I need to." I admitted.
"Have you already wanked in front of others, then?" Mark was keeping his barrage of questions up.
"Kind of. Have you?" I decided it was time for me to get in some personal questions of my own.
"What do you mean, `kind of'?" Mark ignored my question.
"Your turn first." I turned the tables on him.
"Sort of too." Mark answered as evasively as I had.
"And what does that mean?" I asked.
"It is kind of embarrassing. Do you promise not to tell anyone else?" Mark seemed like he wanted to confide something to me and was glad to have the opportunity provided I could give him some assurance of confidentiality.
"I promise." I answered.
"Well you've seen that I don't have a lot of pubes and over the last school holidays some of the older boys in my neighbourhood persuaded me and my friend to go swimming with them. We all went off to the river about half a mile from our house and they just stripped off and jumped in. Well I was shy so I jumped in with my skants on still. My friend was better developed than me and he jumped in naked like the rest of them. When we got out of the water I saw that my skants had become see through anyway and were hiding nothing. The others saw this too and began to tease me a bit when my friend told them to stop. But he then said that I might be smaller but I still got boners. The other guys said they did not believe it and they would prove it. They grabbed me and pulled my skants down and then one of them wanked me till I got hard." Mark confessed.
"That was kind of harsh, but did you like them actually playing with your cock?" I asked.
"Ja, it felt different to when I do it myself and I guess that is how it will feel when a girl does it?" Mark admitted.
"Ja and when they do it because you let them it feels good too." I said, giving him a hint that I had been a willing party to some of the same sort of treatment.

Mark was silent for a bit while the penny dropped and then he suddenly turned to me and asked, "You mean that someone else has wanked you too?"
"Ja, I kind of like it." I confessed. There was something about Mark that told me I was safe coming out to him.
"Does that mean that you have also wanked someone else?" Mark asked.
"Ja, it is fun to see them move when they are getting close to shooting." I said.
"They? You mean that you have wanked more than one other guy?" Mark was really showing a keen interest now.
"Ja, on our camping trip I told you about." I answered and gave a truth that kind of led the line of thinking away from the whole truth.
"So if John says you have to wank him, or let him wank you, you will do it?" Mark asked.
"Ja. I would." I admitted without telling him I had already done some of that.
"Would you let me touch you if the opportunity comes up?" Mark finally got to asking what he really wanted.
"Ja, but I would want to be able to touch you too." I replied giving him the condition that applied. If we were going to do anything then there would be equality.
"Are you hard now?" Mark asked.
"You haven't been watching then. I have had to adjust my cock inside these damn skants several times while we have been talking about this. And I am guessing from you asking the question that you have got hard too." I replied.
"Ja, but I think that because I am still a bit small it is not so uncomfortable." Mark responded.
"Do you shoot when you cum?" I asked outright.
"A little bit." Mark claimed.

By this time we had walked quite a distance from the hostel and were in part of the classroom block which left us quite secluded so I reached out and placed my hand on his shorts and gave his hard cock a little squeeze. Mark gave a little groan but did not protest or move away from my hand so I moved it around a little to give his cock a bit of a stroking through his shorts and skants.
"Do you like that?" I asked keeping my hand cupped over his package.
"Ja that is so nice." Mark confirmed.
I slipped my hand up and worked my fingers inside the waist band of his shorts and as I manoeuvred my hand down managed to get the fingers under the waistband of his skants also so that my skin came into direct contact with his cock and as I touched the tip of his cock, Mark gave an involuntary shudder as the thrill and pleasure he was experiencing affected his nervous system.
"Have you ever had your cock sucked?" I dropped a bombshell.
A look of pure incredibility came over his face as he answered, "No, not yet, have you?"
"Ja, sucked and been sucked too." I told him. "Better than being wanked."
"I don't know if I could stick a cock in my mouth." Mark said, "What about all the piss and cum?"
"If there is any piss there is only a couple of drops and that isn't going to hurt you. And cum tastes great and is a good source of protein I am told." I told Mark as I began to undo the fly on his shorts.
Mark was too enthralled by having his cock rubbed to take in the fact that his fly was undone and I was using my other hand to lower his shorts to his knees. We had found a stairwell that we could get in under the stairs on the first floor and so make ourselves virtually hidden from the world about us and I pulled the front of his skants down and dropping to my knees I sucked his stiff little pecker in and began to bob up and down on it. The novelty, and excitement combined with the risk and actual pleasure of it got Mark cumming in less than three minutes. I finished licking his cock clean and stood up leaving him to pull his shorts up once he had recovered enough.
"Fucking hell, that was ... that was ... I dunno, I can't describe how good that was." Mark stammered out amidst deep breaths and short panting sessions.
"So you liked that?" I stated more than asked; then went on, "Did that freak you out? Or fly you to the moon?"
"Oh fuck, I did not know it could feel so good." Mark said which sort of answered my question but I think he was still on the return trip, perhaps from Mars rather than the moon.
"No that was a blowjob, not a fuck. For a fuck the penis has to go into the bum or fanny of another person." I teased.

Mark pulled his skants and shorts up and we started to head back to the hostel. On the way back I asked him how he felt about doing something like that with the prefect he was skivvying for.
"I am not sure. I think I could do something with John, but I don't know about anyone else." Mark answered.
"Then I think we had better make sure that John picks you as his skivvy." I said.
"You and John have already done something together haven't you?" Mark asked.
"Well I was on trial earlier." I said.
"John already knew about you. That is why you are in bed number one and he had you start off on the game yesterday." Mark was quick at working things out.
"Well he had an idea as he had been told by van Rensburg whose father works for us on the farm.
We had to end our conversation there as we had got back to the hostel and were about to walk inside. As we drew level with John's room door I said that I needed to ask John something and suggested Mark carry on and I would see him in the dorm.

 

 

 



[i] Skommel – slang for masturbate.