Date: Fri, 04 Aug 2017 18:42:25 +0000 From: Paul Smith Subject: Part 3 of my childhood awakening I took the cream back to my closet and walked back to classes, thinking it was quite sad Rob couldn't rub cream on my balls anymore. My mate, Chris, noticed I was walking a bit gingerly and asked me what was the matter. I told him I'd hurt my balls and they were still the size of Bull balls.. `What happened?' `I got hit playing rugby' I said `Let me see!' `Fuck off, not in class' `Are they really that big?? That's amazing!' `I'll show you this evening, if you keep quiet about it...' `OK' I spent the rest of the afternoon, half scared having promised to show my balls to my friend, half looking forward to it, and also wondering if there was any chance I could persuade him to rub the cream on my balls. I came up with half a plan, thinking I could tell Chris I needed someone else to rub the cream on as I couldn't see well enough enough to do it myself.. It got to 7 o'clock and Chris came to me and said let's go to the dorm and show me those balls.... I was hesitant, but he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the dorm. `OK, show me..' I was very hesitant to take my shorts down until Chris said: `I don't believe you have massive balls' Well, that was a challenge and I don't back down on that, so shucked my shorts and pants straight away. `WOW, they're so big and red!' `Yeah, it hurts' `Bugger, I wouldn't want that!' I got quite brave and said `could you help me and rub this cream on my balls?' I told him Rob was rubbing the cream on my balls, but Matron had come back this evening and I didn't want her to do it to me. `Why can't you do it yourself?' `I can't see properly and am not allowed to waste the cream...' `OK then, but don't dare tell anyone I did this, I'm not queer...' He tentatively put a dollop from the tube on my balls and I yelped in surprise... `What, did I hurt you?' `No, but the cream is cold! Rob used to rub it in his hands first to warm it up....' `OK.... I can't believe you balls got this big, we'll have to call you Bull Balls from now on!' `Ha, and then people will know you've seen them!' Chris started to rub my balls with the cream and I couldn't help it, I got hard... `Shit, you've got hard, that's so queer!' He then felt my shaft to test it and said: `God that's hard!' `WHAT'S HAPPENING HERE THEN BOYS!!!!' SHIT!! The master had come in! It was so embarrassing that my willy went from very hard to soft in a millisecond. `COME ON PAUL, TELL ME WHAT YOU'RE DOING' `Sorry Sir, I've hurt my balls and Chris is helping me' `That's not appropriate, you should go to Rob to get that sorted out...' `Rob gave me the cream Sir, but Matron's back tonight...' `Well get Matron to help you, that's what she's here for' `SIR!!' `Ah..., I can see what the problem is, come to my study in half an hour...' and as he turned to the door, he said `and bring the cream with you'. I was so embarrassed with my pants around my ankles and Chris had covered his face with his hands and was a red as a beetroot. He ran out the door and I was finally able to pull my pants and shorts up. It was with a lot of trepidation that I knocked on the study door... surely Sir wasn't going to rub the cream on my balls.... I half expected Matron to be there as well and that would be even worse..... `ENTER!!' I slowly opened the door and saw Mr. Richards sat behind his desk... `COME IN, DON'T DAWDLE!!!' I scooted in and closed the door... `WELL, YOU'VE GOT QUITE A PROBLEM AND I'M RESPONSIBLE TO LOOK AFTER YOU.... TAKE YOUR SHORTS AND PANTS OFF!' I hesitated and thought I couldn't just shuck them off... `NOW!!' My hands moved of their own volition and before I knew it my shorts and pants were on the floor and I'd even stepped out of them... `OK, NOW LIE DOWN ON THE COUCH!' I scooted over, lay down and closed my eyes, being so embarrassed but thanking my lucky stars I was still soft. God, how embarrassing is this! `ARE YOU SURE YOU WOULDN'T RATHER HAVE MATRON DO THIS, ITS HER JOB REALLY AND I'M SURE SHE'S SEEN LOTS OF WILLIES' `No, Sir, I would be so embarrassed...' `ALL RIGHT, THE THINGS I DO AS A TEACHER!' I still kept my eyes screwed shut, as if I couldn't see what was happening, it actually wasn't happening.... I felt Sir's breath on my balls and then felt his fingers softly feeling my balls.... It didn't seem there was any cream being applied, until I suddenly realised that the cream was still in the pocket of my shorts.... `I brought the cream Sir, it's in my shorts' pockets...' `OK, STAY THERE!' I heard him walk over to where my shorts must be and after a bit of rummaging, and a bit of sniffing, coming back to where I was laid. ` YOU MUST LEARN TO CHANGE YOUR PANTS EVERY DAY, BOY.. A NEW, CLEAN PAIR EVERY DAY!!' `Yes Sir, Sorry Sir...' My eyes were still screwed shut and I could feel my willy slowly growing. I tried to think of anything disgusting I could, including Matron putting cream on my balls, but it wasn't working and I was getting so embarrassed, I screwed my eyes even more closed and put my hands over my face. God, I wished I could be anywhere else but here.... I then felt Master's hands on my balls again, this time with cold cream as he slowly, gently rubbed it into my sac. Of course, this didn't help, and my willy was so stiff, it was hurting.... He was much gentler than Rob, and it seemed like a feather light touch, which was very ticklish and sent jolts of electricity coursing through my body.... `LIFT UP YOUR LEGS AND SPREAD THEM!' Again, I did as I was told without conscious thought and I felt him spreading cream below my balls and rubbing down there, before going lower and he even rubbed my bum hole!!! He circled my bum hole with his finger, and I had a stray thought, thinking, I'm so glad I had a shower this evening and cleaned behind there, as it would be even more embarrassing to have shit stains there..... His finger kept on circling my hole with more and more cream applied, and then his finger slipped in a tiny bit into my hole. I couldn't help it, and screamed and shook like mad, that was the best tingles ever!! `OK, NEARLY DONE, JUST NEED TO DO THE TOP BIT AND YOU'RE GOOD TO GO' I felt his hands on my shaft, and he slowly pulled down my foreskin, whilst still rubbing cream on my shaft... `DIDN'T YOUR PARENTS TELL YOU TO ALWAYS WASH UNDER YOUR SKIN?' ` Yes Sir, Sorry Sir!!!' `OK, THAT'S DONE, I'LL SEE YOU HERE AT 8 O'CLOCK SHARP TOMORROW MORNING' I went back to my dorm, thinking about those amazing tingles.. why did it feel so go when he rubbed my hole?? After lights out, I heard a noise and I heard Rob whisper to me: `Did Mr. Richards rub the cream on your balls??' `Yeah, it was so embarrassing...' `Did you get hard???' `Yeah, I couldn't help it....' `That's so queer....' `I bet you would get hard if someone rubbed your balls!' `I bet you I won't' and with that he scooted up on my bed... `Come on then, I'll show you I won't get hard, and that will prove that you are queer' I couldn't believe my ears, I was being asked to rub his balls.... Just the thought made me hard again and I was looking forward to this! I resolved to do it like Mr. Richards, with a very light touch and I would do my best to make him hard. I moved my hand to the top of his pyjama bottoms and slowly inserted my hand down. I reached his willy, which was soft and I flicked it out of the way before going lower and grabbing his balls. I could hear his breathing getting quicker, and thought, there's no way in hell he's not going to get hard. I felt his balls and thought they're pretty much the same as mine and it was actually far nicer than feeling an adults hairy balls.... I remembered that my mission was to get him hard, so slowly stroked his sack with a feather light touch.... I wished I had some cream as I thought the experience would be even better for him, but I was very confident I could get him hard anyway. From the sound of his breathing, I could hear I was having an effect on him and I moved my hand up to check his willy. It was definitely getting harder, but not quite properly erect, and I thought I had to keep going, as he would probably say he wasn't hard if I stopped now. I kept on tickling his balls and he started half moaning, and I then knew I'd got him. I remembered what Mr. Richards had done to me, so moved my hand lower and felt his bum hole. He jolted against me when I touched it and it felt very weird, very dry and wrinkly and I wished again I had some cream so I could do what Mr. Richards did to me. Rob was panting away by now and I thought I'd better check his willy again and moved my hand higher. YES!!! I had a steel spike in my hand!!! `Hello queer boy', I whispered.... `Don't stop now!!!' `Only if you admit I've won!' `Yes, Yes, don't stop!' I wanked his willy until he shuddered against me and went very still.... I think he fell asleep, curled next to me. It was a lovely feeling having a body next to me, radiating heat and I cuddled him, thinking this is wonderful! I wished it would last for ever, but after about five minutes, I could feel him stirring and heard him whisper: `Fucking Hell, that was amazing!!!' I reminded him that I had won the bet and see, your willy has a mind of its own! `Yeah.... I would never have guessed..' After a couple of minutes cuddling again, I heard him whisper: `That was great!! Can I ask you, have you ever had a blow job?' `Yes, once...' `What was it like?????' `Amazing!!! Nearly the best tingles ever!!!' `Why, what's better than that????' I wouldn't say, as I still thought it was quite gross... `Who gave you a blow job??' `I'm not telling you....' `Could he give me one as well??' I thought it was funny that he assumed it was a boy, but at our age, we weren't into girls at all and at an all boys boarding school, there was no chance of even meeting a girl! `No chance.... I'm going to sleep now..' I fell asleep, still cuddling Rob and woke up to a big commotion with a few boys shouting, `look at those two queer boys, sleeping together!' Even though I was still half asleep, I instantly came up with a great excuse and said: `Didn't you guys hear that big thunderstorm last night??' Everybody said no, but then the chants changed to `Rob's a scaredy boy!!' Which I thought was far better than being called queer!! Hope you enjoyed this instalment, as ever, feedback is appreciated..... Paulsmith197074@gmail.com