Date: Mon, 11 Feb 2002 13:18:22 -0500 From: paul paris Subject: The Message Chapter 6 This is part Three in a trilogy of books about a boy who becomes a boy lover, then teacher then back to the beginning as a teacher at the boarding school where this all started. It is from my imagination so it is pure fiction. This it the Sixth chapter of the third book. It contains the love between a ban and his boys through various stages. If this offends I am sorry but its best you leave. Some countries will find this totally incorrect so do check making sure that you are not going to be in trouble. I have the copyright to this and other stories of mine. If you wish to use them for any reason then do please ask. This request is for fee-paying sites also. Peter Collins was the boy who's life changed when his internal clock told his brain that he would begin to become attracted to boys. No matter what he allowed the truth to come forth falling in love when the law had said this was wrong. The Message Chapter 6 The boys' new boys Banister was having a bad time tonight. He had got to the stage when he had realised that at his age he was missing his parents very badly. Being locked up, as such all he was trying to do was escape and get away. Nothing anyone could do changed his mind. "Can you not pay him more attention Peter so that he feels safe?" I was told he had a crush that was at first wrong, now they want me to give him the extra and I wondered if I was to go to far if they would be with me this time. I could not. The boy was unstable so sent home. He could come back in a few years but he needs to grow up. Boarding school was suppose to make a man out of a boy. Most succeeded but this one failed. It caused a unhappiness through the dorm. I told the Headmaster and Governors. They decided to give the dorm a break. I expected the old shed in the forest. Well we were lucky. We got sent to a Park with Lodges in. It was full of things to do. The Dorm had 8 boys sent while the parents took the others home to be cared for by a nanny. The Nanny cost far more than the park. I was going to take the two weeks off by going to America to visit a friend, I say no more. Just my luck, guess which adult was chosen to take the boys away? Yup good old me. We were all placed in a 6-bedroom lodge. I had one room while 10 boys shared the other 5. The boys went swimming almost straight away. I saw no effects from the previous actions of one P Banister. The boys spent time making a list of the different things they could do. Far from schoolwork it was just play, play, play. I think it was early on the first night that we all gave up. The fast food filled us enough so that sleep drifted into us all very quickly. I got them all asleep within 15 minutes. I could not last much longer. I made some tea so that I could finish filling in the days work then the itinerary for the next day. I cleared up and decided that early to bed was sound advice for me also. I had one problem. I had a living Teddy bear to cope with. Zack was resting on his arm waiting for me. "What will happen if the other boys see you in bed with me?" "That's fine, tonight is my night. Look. Each of us has their own night." I was going to throw him out but the briefs on the floor, oh I just gave in. The door was closed so the start of one true love began. Zack had grown. His body and technique had improved. I assumed David but we had our first real kiss that only lovers can have. He needed a haircut but I was happy with his head resting on me while he drifted off to sleep. I slept well knowing he was there. Zack's hand moved a lot exciting me but for not the reason I might have enjoyed it more. His Leg across mine then fingers in my chest hair. Bending for my lips we kissed at 4.04.pm. The passion was strange. I was free, so was he. I never said lets do it, my body was shouting that, Zack knew it. It was when Kenny brought in 2 teas the next morning that I understood. "Zack I got you some clean shorts, so the dirty ones will be in the bag." Kenny reached across kissing me good morning. I held him. "Its me tonight. This will be our first time. Will you teach me to love?" I told Kenny that he was doing it already. This told you how I felt. I said to Kenny "I wish you were like Zack." Kenny tried but his brother came in and told him to wait. Everyone came in that morning and not a word was said about Zack being there. All of the boys that morning sat on the big bed in some stage of dress or undress. It was nothing to worry me about. If anything I believe that they all had this major plan prepared. "Who's going on the boats?" Now it was like school. Naked Flesh. Bouncing fully in full sight of me. In every room they were getting ready for the miniature version of the Spanish Armada against Nelson. I was Nelson but with both eyes intact. A drowning to the death, or to the rubber rings what ever came first. Patash could not swim so he went to the go-karts. Against my better judgment I sent half with him while the others did the rowing thing. Activities like this sure give you an appetite so piles of burgers with fries washed down with Lemonade. That day never stopped. The boys all went riding but as I hate horses I looked for a camel. That was my excuse to prevent my bum from hitting the ground several time while trying to mount up something that was going to hate the thought of me on its back. I did get them swimming again and I even went on a slide that went at 100 miles per hour. I nearly drowned. It was a riot. All of us went back to the lodge to change. I promised the boys that we would go to the Cinema. I took them to see a film about Dinosaurs. They loved that, all pretending to be Triceratops all the way back. Food, more belching, "Dinosaurs must fart." I threw two in the pool for bad mouthing. Yes I know, bad idea. 10 screaming boys who wanted to get their own back threw me in. I made us all shower that night then we all watched a bit of Television. We talked about what we did and decided to spend a day at the beach tomorrow. The boys got into the bed they wanted and Kenny waited for me. He was a little shy at first. Something strange. I told him he could undress if he wanted. Kenny said he was shy about people seeing him. I told him I saw him when he bathed every night. It took 30 minutes before he said it was going to be fine. I slipped his shorts off fully understanding that I had never been close to him even when we were camping. I have said that my reading class boys are all mine but there were some who were beauties. I had one without knowing before that night. He had the lightest down of hair over him that I could feel. "You said you wanted me to be like Zack?" I was deliberate when I lifted the cover to first look then hug him. "Do you want me to touch you Kenny?" "You will not hurt me will you?" I asked him for a kiss. Kenny got closer till our lips touched. I held the acorn between his legs. I took his hand then lifted my shorts down slightly. He touched me. I let go of his hand. He was moving it about himself. "I think its time Kenny for you to choose if you carry on or stop." "What do you want to do?" I told him not to ask silly questions. "Do you know what will happen if you keep moving your hand?" He did. Throwing the covers back I watched him trying his best to get it right. He lifted a leg across mine then relaxed on top of me. I loved stroking this body it was Kenny who never moved. He was letting things happen without a care. His feet tried to go either side but the tender part of him shook when by accident I touched it. It was like a charge but Kenny wanted more. I wanted this boy to be close. I wanted to feel this Virgin for the first time. I whispered to him how he was making me feel; I got a giggle in return. Soon the kissing was serious. I tried to use a finger but he was still too unsure about relaxing that far. Kenny was an explorer. His way of dealing with this was to touch then look at me trying to notice if what he had done was right or wrong. Nine out of ten was correct. He watched while this virgin came for his first time. The feelings, oh those feelings, screamed through his body when the acorn enlarged to a pinecone. To young to produce any moisture. H! e sweat quite a bit. His achievement was bringing me to a climax. I loved him for that but I could see just how he wished that his body could have done the same as I. The next day did have me relaxed enough because I had Kevin bring teas in the morning. I expected to stay longer but a letter changed all that. The school had settled so we could go back. My boys angry that they could not have longer time packed while I angrily on my own made the appropriate noises that said the same. Ben was taken home therefore things were just normal. For my part I was made a Housemaster. I did not fear the trips to the cottage; I had a full set of rooms within the school. I also became therefore one of the school, I was in fact almost wishing for a job elsewhere. The Headmaster gave me letters and I saw less and less of him. I was a full part of the school now; I could resume the activities without asking others if this was right. I was a number 1 teacher who had to give punishments to the boys who had them due. The Deputy Head left this to me and each day I was given several papers that insisted I give a punishment of some kind. I hated it. >From being kind and the person to be with I became the teacher of fear. One weekend there was going to be a visit to a favourite place of the boys. Two boys were suspended from going so that meant I was to be the one who took charge of them. Vince and Corben had stolen some milk from the kitchen. It was silly because most boys just asked for a drink and were given it freely. The two boys were my quiet readers. I had to give a punishment. It was left to me. I asked the class who all made suggestions. The boys in question even got given the chance. Both boys were the oldest of the class, so they surly knew what the rules were. The boys thought that an essay of being sorry would suffice. Others were not against it, however they told the boys that there was a better answer. Both Vince and Corben were both prepared to listen to them all no matter what. The suggestions they got did not go down to well. The boys were very new to thoughts other than their own. No one forced the ideas, however the boys in trouble, after talking for over an hour, did they realise just how serious their actions were. "Any other master would make your life hell for what you did. Be grateful for the one who has the job to look after you." Zack in the stance of a prefect sat the boys down. "Most of us have done wrong at some time. It is such a relief to get the teacher you have to deal with your punishment. I will do something for you that no one did for me. I will give you a list of things that you might offer to do. The things are so easy and worth far more than the milk you stolen. If you were that desperate, then the teacher forced to look after you would have given you milk by going to a store and buying it himself. This teacher is the only one who will stick by you all the time you are at this school. Remember this if you can? Sir cares and loves us all." Everyone saw the coach and bags drive away. The Headmaster had said they would be back for teas Sunday night. That left me with the two boys looking for punishment. "Sir we thought an essay to sat how sorry we are would accomplish the punishment." "Off you go. Come to my room in 2 hours with the work done. Spelling correct. I expect you to use your dictionaries." I did my best with the additional books so left them to it. I did look in on them every now and again seeing that they were hard at work. I got a very poorly written essay saying sorry. I maintained my composure getting them to do it again. I did say I was no push over but I thought that they both did not care. The second effort was better. I told them to leave it on my desk. They were at a loss now with what to do. I got them to stack books while I did the sorting. "Sir we are sorry. It was a silly thing to do but its happened and we cannot take it back." I took an old plimsoll to throw away. Vince bent over. "I suppose its better if you beat us then we will all feel better." "I do not hit boys that I will never do. Why would that be needed for a glass of milk? If you were that thirsty then I would have given you some myself." "Zack said you would but we did not know, especially me." "Zack has a big mouth. I will have a word when he gets back." "Sir we have this piece of paper. It shows a list of punishments that would make up for us taking the milk. Vince and I were given it. You have to know that they are strange things to do but we got them from a prefect. I asked Vince and like I he has heard of them but never been involved doing them. We should not say this but we have see them happen yet never done things ourselves. It was the only way we were told to be really sorry for taking the milk. We are not afraid but want to ask why it will be the right thing to do to say sorry?" I read the paper. "I can tell Zack gave you this then told you. Look boys I know how old you are. Sometimes other boys play games with each other. They dare them to do things. What you have is a big dare. I did these things when I was a boy at this school. I will ask a question to both of you? Because of what you did do you think what is written on the paper to be a fare thing to do as a way of a punishment or is it too much? Be honest with me. Go sit down and talk with each other." After a while the boys came to me. "Sir we have to ask you something. It says we have to take everything off or get someone to do it. By you seeing us at bath time every night we have been thinking that this means something else?" "Well boys that depends on what sort of punishment you deserve. You said you had seen thing but never been involved perhaps the point being made is that you are to get involved. The main point is, to get that glass of milk you took, you have to do what's on the paper. You know how serious taking the milk was and how easy you could have got it by asking, especially me. What is on the paper, is that an easy thing to do so your punishment is over?" I made up a good tea. Something special for us three people I think." "One last question sir. What do you think it really means?" "Vince and Corben. Would you say that you are silly?" "No sir." "Well it tells you to undress with me here. You see the boys do things, well its time that you are asked to do the same. Well you have a choice; it's either with each other or me. Finally prove to the teacher, that's me, just how sorry you are to keep him away from the trip all the others have gone on. You did an essay. I accept you are sorry. I have had your company all day. It's been great. I will do all I can for you. I know what it is like to be thirsty. I love all my boys so would have got you a drink myself. You would have gone on the trip then." "Love, you love us for what we did?" It took a while to explain but I did. It was hard to say that my love was different from any other. It was a secret because I could not love the whole school. "Sir please let me get this right. You even love Vince and I even after stealing the milk?" "I ask you both this. If you are thirsty what will you do?" "Ask you sir." "Then yes I love you because you have learned something important from me." "But what about the letter?" "What about it? If it said you had to kill yourself would you?" "No sir." "If it said would you kiss me, would you?" "Sir that's easy. Yes because you kiss us every night." "Well I believe then you have to weigh up the letters content then decide if what the letter asks is easy to do. Now lets get cleared up." It took 15 minutes to clear up. I took both boys to the film room to see a film that none of the school had yet seen. I even made popcorn. "Sir why are you doing this for us?" "Vince, Corben, you tell me? Why not?" Each boy had his own seat just as each master. That night no one bothered with that. We all sat up front. I started the film in the booth and came out to see the boys had left me a space between them. For two hours we spent that whole spot together. I had heard the boys read in my class but never took that much attention of them as I had some others. For the cost of a cup of milk each the boys were giving to me to punish. I never had seen those two boys as I had done since this morning. I loved to look at these boys, I never had thoughts like those with some other boys; I could even tell that we all had forgot the letter. No eyes looked when almost at the same time we each found the others hand. When the film finished we spoke about its contents. I made chocolate for supper then I had to deal with a worry. It was 30 minutes after their bedtime. "I thought I was in charge boys." We all left things very tidy and walked up to bed. I ran two baths then told the boys. I left them to it listening to the whole days conversation broken down into a few minutes this happened in-between the splashing of water. I was ready when I called to the boys. Bathroom was washed, Vince and Corben in bed, I did not read being that it was late but I did for the first time give both boys along kiss goodnight. I made my way to the brandy I had already poured and relaxed. I was well into relaxing when the door knocked. "Come in." The door opened and Corben then Vince came in. Both boys came into see me. I did not expect them to visit me but it was nice to see them. "Do you mind if we come and see you?" I waved them in. Both had dressed in more than they had gone to bed in. "As we are all alone we wondered if we might keep you company?" Walking to me both Corben and Vince had removed the pyjamas re-dressing in the shorts and shirts put out for tomorrow. "Does this mean that you want to stay the night?" After looking at each other they nodded yes. "Well if you do then I hope you understand that by being here would mean a whole lot of things?" Vince crouched down next to me while Corben stood. They passed me the paper. "Undress for the teacher." I laughed. "Shall I or will you?" "Sir we both spoke in the bath and decided that maybe we might be wrong. We will say just one thing. Do what you think is right." I sat each boy on a knee. I managed an arm around each. I managed a hand under the shirt of each boy coming into contact with the skin on each. The shorts had a hook that I easily dealt with. The zipper came down. Vince rested his head back while Corben followed his friend. Maybe going just a bit further than I wanted I asked each boy if they would come into my bed and stay the night. Through agreement or fear they stood up. The shorts feel to the ground. I expressed how happy I was that it had happened. Out of their shorts I took each hand leading them to my bed. It was big enough for 4. I lifted each shirt away then and only then did I see that both boys had the purple under shorts covered in fishes supplied by the salmon tailors. The shorts they had on were only sold to the more wealthy families. I carried each boy to there own side. I got between them. Vince shook in apprehension while Brandon was quiet. "What next sir?" "Well boys what I would like to do is remove your under shorts. You can do it if you wish but it's not something that's got to happen." An arm went around each boy. Their shorts were so tight. My hand was easily rubbing against the back of them. "You can even undress me. One of you, or even both. To see you and Vince closer than you are in the bathroom would be a wish come true. Remember though, I am not forcing you its just a request." "You can do it sir." I was between them both. It was so sensual when the silken material slipped down over the most private area of both the boys. I hid the shorts under my pillow. "Well, from now on what happens is private. Only us three will know. I tried to reach Vince to kiss him but he pulled away. I believe that he went through the "Boys do not kiss a lot really phase." It was good to feel the boys against me. I never paid attention to if they were getting excited through my touch. Brandon did get close and I had a hand holding his bottom. Vince did to me what I enjoyed doing to him. The moment came for me to suggest the next move. I could see both boys were comfortable beside me. I asked them if they minded I gave them a kiss. Although not an immediate answer I did cover us up, making a small move to them. Vince was excited when it happened. The tension had gone when I told them what would be good to happen next. I had a hand on me when things got more sexual. Two boys strange to what was happening let things flow without a care. I never imagined that a circumcised boy would feel the excitement I did, but I had the boys. I wanted them to understand what this was all about. Vince was eager for me to stroke his back. As I turned, Brandon took the chance to touch me. I did not mean to be that eager but Brandon just watched all the time I made his friend seem to beg for more. I refused to enter them but I did notice that they grew when I rubbed the erections without much help. Brandon touched Vince and it was then me who watched the two boys acting out the hidden passion for each other. No hair on any part of their body. They both even had short hair on their heads. "Will you do something for me sir?" said Brandon. "If I can." "I want to see you make sperm." "That's a big request. Why me?" "I just want to see what it is like." "Right. I will show you but you have to do it." "What do I do?" "I told Brandon what to do. I said I would do it to him." As soon as he started I did the same to him. "Will you give me a kiss then for showing you?" I got the kiss while his hand was gentle in his actions. I could feel the time was close for Brandon. The red head pulsated when it happened. He pulled back from the kiss to see me cover Vince in what he wanted to see. I got the towel to wipe him off, and then tried my hardest to please Vince. I was sorry that both came up dry but pleased to see the feeling shudder through them. I held tight so we could all sleep. I never did. I wondered if the boys ever expected to pay the price they did for 2 cups of milk. The following morning I was given the pleasure of bathing both boys then dressing them. They changed after that. I had now got to know all my readers. I got a call from the Headmaster saying the coach had broken down. "We will be back in the morning." I had a great day with Vince and Brandon. Everything that we could never do we did. After tea Vince was asleep early. I asked Brandon to join me. Just us two that night. As you might guess, we both went further than ever before. He never changed. I did. We both sunk in the tub together. We both fell in love. This was real. I held him all the way. I was inside him while I allowed him to do the same to me. I watched after the first time while I used some cream on him. His drip the amount that came from an eyedropper, fell while we looked sharing the feeling of love that a man gave for his boy. Vince came to find us. It was nothing to see us in the bath. I did have Vince for a while. Brandon was towelling dry while I rubbed him. His friend sat covered in the towel watching Vince give in to the feelings. Brandon took over from me while I washed his friend. I held him tight just when the violent climax happened. Vince stood with a wet tip ready to be cleaned. Both watched as I used my lips rather than a cloth. I took them both to their room then dressed them as slowly as I undressed them two days ago. I got them both into blue shorts that made their bodies look very special. They had three quarter length shorts but agreed to long white socks. "We have never used these since we were 10. I was embracing both boys when the coach arrived. The head was pleased that everything was resolved. I killed Zack. Well almost. He thought I would have fun. I never did have full sex with Vince but I heard that he and Brandon caused quite a stir by sharing each other's bed and no other. Being a boy lover can be great sometimes. Comments to Shaksbeer@ureach.com The final part 7, The Loves of a Man. Will follow Flames ignored and extinguished.