Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2009 18:12:36 +1100 From: The Pin Subject: The Priory Chronicles If you knew what you wanted, this was a good place to be, you simply made certain you were first in and out of the showers and then lingered awhile as before your eyes boys from thirteen and upwards divested clothing and made their way to the showers. Mind you, there was plenty to be said for the sportswear too, for shapely little backsides were barely concealed by shorts that permitted good glimpses of thigh as their wearers tripped into the changing room. So I sat on the bench in a prearranged spot, I'd already ascertained where a particular individual had hung up his clothes and made certain to position myself beside it in wait. Meanwhile, there was the delightful menu before me, steam and warm water had combined to give already rosy skin that extra flush, like some tantalising slide show the occupants of each of the four cubicles would vacate to be replaced by another four, selected boys could be eyed as naked they headed for their towels and clothing. Today there was the usual offering, chubby juniors pert and bright eyed, always a turn on but if you knew what to look for, there was real talent to be admired, occasionally just occasionally, you would spot the boy who had "it" - and just occasionally, you would detect one who not only had "it" but was also "aware". Now for instance, take that plump blue eyed blond with the lovely skin - he knows what it's all about, he knows he's being eyed off but, he definitely doesn't want to know because according to rumour he'd been shagged silly for the last couple of terms - until some sort of a scandal hit the fan. Now, he's closed shop. Next to him there's a new one, plumply lush with sweet face and turned up nose, he doesn't know what it's about yet but is probably receiving hints, he looks like he could be a fast learner too, worth a visit perhaps? But now then, what's this, he's a squash player, thin almost fragile looking and with that white skin almost translucent you can see blue veins along his thighs.....he perches gracefully under the water and slowly rotates. He's pretending he doesn't know the effect....note those careful glances, he wants to know if there's an audience, I pretend to be eying off another....he puts on a show anyway...watch how carefully he soaps his groin head thrown back in simulated ecstasy, but his buttocks - they are the real give away. The boy is slender, delicate but the buttocks, neat and in proportion so firm and pertly jutting. There is only one thing you want to do to them ultimately - first though, I want to run my hands over the lovely mounds, savour their rich swelling softness and only after, part that sweet cleft to deftly penetrate with finger. But one step at a time. So, this is the one for now, he's virginal...but is ready to play the field, he's got "it" - that something, that special allure that tells you not only is a boy available, but he is going to respond in a most delightful way - to whatever it is that you do to him. So, as I sat there in happy anticipation my little candidate tripped daintily to his towel - which just happened to be behind where I sat so with feigned absent mindedness I moved myself to the side and in doing so, "accidentally" brushed his penis...nice, very nice..and looking up caught an expression of mock exasperation. Oh yes, he was ripe for it, no doubt at all for rather than move away he began to dress alongside me. What a show, instead of donning underpants and trousers he began by putting on a shirt, then of all things he reached for his tie, slowly he fiddled around with it all the time standing there with charms exposed for the World to see...I had only to reach out...Yes, this one was ready and he was sending out signals, no question of that and I wanted to be there first! We'd see what happened tonight, if I didn't get in I knew it wouldn't be long before someone else did. The agony of anticipation! Footsteps receded and the last lights in the corridor extinguished while there I lay, ears strained for the slightest sound, click of door, squeak of floor board...all was silent and stealthily oh so carefully I eased open my door to just as cautiously close it behind...now pause and listen...nothing ..so on down past two doors, here...again pause to listen..reassured twist slowly - and open. Now in the room pause, close door. There's the bed, he's pretending to be asleep - already...so he knows I'm here. Aha! Seated on the side of his bed, firmly grasp the bed clothes, pull them down a little way.."what...are you doing...?" feigned innocence, he may not have done this before but he knows....and now we'll find out. Reach down beneath the sheets, he's on his back (naturally) and here he is - hard! He's given the game away of course, and now you have him for having let you get this far he's committed, his erection clinches it so now you can settle down to enjoy, cautious - you don't want to frighten him off - you gently fondle, keep your hand there for now, slowly begin masturbating and after a minute of this take one of his hands and place it on your penis. He gets the idea and slowly, clumsily he starts to work on you. This is feeling nice, he's obviously enjoying it too and now you can think of branching out so, pull back the bedclothes, as far as you can, now he's exposed, keep masturbating but with free hand grasp his pyjama cord and pull. Briefly his hand stops what it's doing and he looks up at you wide eyed, just concentrate on slipping the garment down past his knees, if possible remove it altogether..there, what a sight, long slender legs to run your hand along, take your time, have a feel and look him in the eyes as you do it - get him used to having his body enjoyed, soon he will like it and expect it, meanwhile savour the soft smooth skin of those thighs, casually run your hand up to his groin, with both hands fondle his penis, he's incredibly hard, very aroused now, lips are parted he's taking deep breaths, bring your thumb to the tip, rub it around the top as he shudders, ease off and resume masturbation but don't let him cum, bring him to the boil, keep him there - he'll beg you for release but make him wait while you enjoy him, you have a very sexy boy at your fingertips so make the most of it, play him like an instrument, have him gasping and arching his hips beneath your fingers....now bring him to climax, speak to him as he cums, tell him how sexy he is, how much you'd like to do it again, keep stroking him all the while, let him watch as you cum...and tell him you'll be back...now he's had a taste next time will be even better, you will be able to take him a step further, have him panting as you let your hands do new exciting things with that slender body....yes, he's yours now and you smile into those big round eyes as you quietly leave.....