Date: Wed, 19 Dec 2001 15:45:54 -0500 From: paul paris Subject: The Microscope Chapter 1 This story has come with the help of a friends thought. Fiction is a wonderful way to tell a story. The imagination has completed what I hope will be one of my special tales of a dream. The story concerns the life of a teenager and a boy/s. In some countries the age of the older having potential sex with the eventual illegal so do please check so that your are safe. I have he copyright to this and all other stories of mine so do please ask if you wish to use them for any reason. I am dyslexic and being treated for cancer. This story is something that came about while drifting through the many drug-induced sleeps I take. The proofreaders have left it to me being different to write it as I have. Merry Christmas to all readers and my best wishes for 2002. I thank you for all your emails and thoughts. The Microscope. Chapter 1 The Beginning. The car was driving me to school for the start of the autumn term. I was a boarder. I had been since the age of 4. Now I was 16, and classed as an adult with extra responsibilities. The headmaster's letter informed my parents that I was to become a prefect with the house I had been in all my life. Most people asked what I missed about home life? They gave a funny look when I told them that my brat of a younger brother who made my life hell when I was at home was whom I missed most. Why? Well he was a clinger. One of those boys who would have millions of questions that needed to be answered. He would, subject to my agreement smother the space of mine until my parents told him to go away. He was such a pain but when away I managed to write to him not expecting a return. When he got older he did try but his reply was seven words followed by a sweet. My school was fairly modern compared with most seen and heard of. Its outside was a clear foundation for Ivy that covered it from top to bottom. All the rooms were spacious and floors shinny. I was taken to the Matrons office to sign a book, which I had never done before. Things had gone the wrong way I deduced later. The headmaster gave me and 3 other boys a red tie with a red waistcoat to signify our upgrade in position. "We have taken on some new boys. You can choose between you who looks after who but matron thinks that your friendship will defeat the common feelings of homesickness. I also have one other favour to ask." Lets get this right. We all had almost double the work to do and we are expected to look after new boys then speak to matron, (I told you they got it all round the wrong way.) Now another favour. Right we had to ask if we were students or workman combined as teachers of humanity? "You boys have such wit. Prefects have lost the right to give corporal punishment. I do have letters that grant certain punishments but by me. I need you to resolve any problem between yourselves. Matron and I believe that we will re-introduce the fag system. Your charge will be like a brother. Treat him with care. It is clear that in some school homosexual practices take place. If this comes to your attention please deal with it abruptly. In my time cold showers followed by a chat with the Chaplin seems to work." "If we can deal with things ourselves shall we do so sir?" That's Grange. He is the son of a minister. I hated his bigheaded ness and grovelling attitude. "If your brain allows you to deal with problems then please do." That's how my term started. I had a room on the first floor and looked after Red House with Mr Wallis. He was a history teacher. Most house teachers would be sick to death of paper work so the running was left to the prefects. At the top floor we prefects saw the Calvary of boys arrive noting who might be the ones who might cause problems even though it was clear that their best behaviour was demanded at all times. "So there are the new pips. Grange always classed himself better than others. Now they are real sweeties, what you all have to say? I could not get the thought from my mind that older boys would make the younger boys some sort of sex object at all. I made that straight from the start. Various comments made by the others, we took a choice as told and pointed the new boy to there rooms and told the boy who had been there longer to explain the rules. The older boys were pleased when they were told that the new boys would be helpers for the prefects. I hated the word fag but the older boys had a great time explaining what the new boys had to do. Most, well all were in tears within an hour of their arrival. "Helpers or fags as we call them had to do anything they were asked. You are on call 24 hours a day. Last term when a fag did not get to the prefect he was hung from a window naked and beaten." That's what caused the tears. FAGS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Several feet ran through the corridors till they got to the prefects door. They knocked but never went in till they were told. "Hello there. Right whatever you have been told you can forget it. My name is Collins and you will call me by that name. I know you as Ian Pester. Do you prefer Ian or Pester? I could gather the answer but was right because Ian was chosen. I went on to tell Ian what his job was and why he was becoming a helper. My helper. I could see the relief drain from him physically when we spoke. When I was young I hated to cook crumpets for the prefects and stand watching them eat. I wished one day that I might be asked, but I was I refused because of the consequences. "You know how to make toast Ian?" The nod got a reprimand. "Sorry Collins yes I do and I also know how to make crumpets because I did them for my grandfather." The three words "Go do it." Seemed so small for the action this boy was about to take. He was embarking on his life with a school whose ways were far different from those he knew. "How many crumpets do you need Collins?" I thought. It was a while for tea. "3 please Ian." I sat watching Ian. He was small and I had noticed one bad habit already. His hair although short at the rear was long, far to long at the front. Several time he flicked it back. I could see why the headmaster thought Ian would get homesick so quickly. The first chat and a member of his family had been mentioned already. The crumpets were golden brow. He coated them sparsely in butter and brought them across. After I got the plate he washed his hands very hygienically. "Is this the way you like them?" I told him the third one was for him. When he took the crumpet a single tear rolled down his face. The tear was good enough but he said "Thank you" as well. "Tell me all about yourself Ian?" "Oh dear where do I start. I am 11 and my father who is in the Army said this school would be good for me. I liked my old primary school though. I would see mum every day. My father said he thought it best that a mummies boy go to school in a different environment. Mother told me to be who I want to be. I thought it was a bad idea when I heard what they do to other boys" I told him not to worry about that but I was his friend and as long as he cooked crumpets this good he would be doing great. Carry on Ian." I have a dog and a cat I like riding my bike but most of all I like my friend Paul. I have no brothers or sisters so get lonely all the time. I am scared because there are so many boys here but at least some like me are shy." That sounded quite normal. He had no further tears to shed so ate his crumpet happily. His shyness would go very quickly. We both washed up and I took him to his room. I helped him unpack. The others looked on while a prefect helped another boy to do what he was suppose to do himself. I gathered the eldest boy and chastised him for frightening Ian on his first day. "This boy is just as scared as you were. I hope you will look after him. Any problems and you have me to call on. If there is a wet bed in the morning make the effort to help him. I will be up so remember in 3 years you could become a prefect. Prefects help people as well as punish so get the order right." Jay would take control for the next few days, I know that. He was 13 but he was worth making an effort with. I heard a teacher say that so did it with out being asked. Grange and Rocket spoke first at tea showing great enthusiasm about the boys in their care. "They are beautiful and we had them in shorts running with us so we might show them around. We did not get as far as the showers, just a bit to early, however we did help them dress and they showed not a care in the world." Smith and myself had our own way of reacting. Smith wished he had thought of the idea but I was angry that they were using the responsibilities given to enhance their sexual ways that we had been told were outlawed. I bet they never saw the head or spoke to the Chaplin. One thing that was a fact with prefects, no matter what you never grassed on each other. Whatever my feelings it did not matter. I was on bathroom duties that night so made it clear that the new boys would shower or bathe first. Getting used to each other may be easier than the mass of skin and fat, which they would come into contact with. I left them to it. All cleaned I shouted "Showers Free." I held the boys back while the many naked boys ran with just a towel over their shoulders. Queuing up all the boys enacted the "Last water of a lifetime." A play totally set around a boy's shower/bathroom but the water was running out. Jay got his dorm under control. He waved at Ian. Walking to him he started to do his jacket up correctly. Ian never moved. I took the boys to their room. "Boys listen. If anyone ever asks you to do anything that you do not want to do or do not like then please tell me." It was less than a minute when Jackson told me that he did not like what Smith did to him. I asked him to write it down. I took the paper. I saw Smith and told him I was looking at diaries. "I saw this." I showed him the paper. It had said that he; Smith had tried to undress the boy explaining it was for a medical. "Smith went white. "I owe you one. That will not happen again." His words I knew would be said over time and time again. He had been given such a shock though. I got the new boys tucked in and offered to read them a story. This was never done but I thought it would be fun. Well the 4 boys turned into 24 as after the showers and baths the boys would come and sit either on the beds vacant of chairs from their rooms. We started on "The schoolboys mystery." By G M Roddick "The boys at the school were very clever hearing the train whistle it way through each station." I went on for a while stopping at a point when I knew they would moan about it. What do they say? "Leave them wanting more." Spot on 7-30pm and time for the early bed but I had a quick chat about the first day and it got to 8pm. I tucked the new boys in and the rest wanted it as well. Lights out and I went back to my room to do some work. There was a knock. Jay poked his head around the corner. "They are all asleep and I thought you should know." I thanked him and he saw me cooking crumpets. Yes I had a fridge full. I waved him in and offered him one. We spoke briefly about things and he told me that he was sorry for being nasty earlier. I saw him shiver. He had forgotten his gown so his short pyjamas did not do the trick. I gave him my jumper. I looked at the time for a while and we sat together. "If you ever need company like the others all you have to do is ask." I pointed out to him that I was not like the others. "Sorry I just thought that you might sometimes would like to be friendly. You look after the night patrol so no one would know if I came to see you." Jay finished and took off my jumper. His top came with it. He stood there wondering what to do. I stood up taking his top and putting it back on him. Grange came to my room. "Well that did not take you long to start." I sent Jay off and got very angry over what was said. "I am not like you and Smith was lucky today. I have work so I am sorry but I need the time." "I just came to say thank you for Smith. It could have been any of us. I apologise for what I said. I guess that you are not like us at all. We will keep things to ourselves. Oh but if you do get the urge there is this 12 year old who cannot." The scream of "get out" could be heard all over the school, well that was my opinion. I finished my work at about 10pm and did a final bed check. Things looked fine. I was about to get to sleep when I heard crying. Crying in a boarding school was as common as the wind howling through the windows in winter. I had a torch but was surprised when it was not any of the new boys but Jay who was crying. "What's the matter?" "well that's two people whom I have hurt today. I would never have come to your room if I thought that Grange was going to cause an argument." Jay's bed was behind a screen. He was the eldest so got some privacy. I checked to see if anyone was awake. "I am getting ready for bed would you like to come to my room now for some hot chocolate?" I got up and went to my room after jay had said yes. I could only have a small lamp on after 10pm so made the chocolate fast. Jay arrived. I sat him down. We each had some chocolate and said it would make us feel better. "Collins what have you got to feel better about?" Well I told him perhaps I should have let him stay and Grange would have left but that's not really me jay." Jay rested his head on my arm. "What are you suppose to be? I was suppose to be something I was not and it took the right person to tell me the truth. I was with a friend and dad came to get us early one morning. He caught us together. He went mad. My friend parents told him that they new. Mum told me to be who I am. Dad sent me here 3 years ago. The headmaster said that boys and sex do not happen at this school. If only he knew. I have never been with anyone but several have asked me. I am here now frightened of being who I am." I was lost. "What's this got to do with me?" "Well today I was asked to do something. I was never forced I was asked. Why do you think I stood here tonight waiting for you to pull my pyjama shorts down? I found someone who means a great deal to me. You just have to ask. There will be no force Collins because I would let you." I think I understood the tears. Here was a 13-year-old boy whose life had taken a turn for the better and his hormones had reacted. It was natural for me to place an arm around him. "Collins you better get ready for bed. I have a little chocolate to finish". I was quick having had a shower after tea this evening. I put on my gown and returned to my room. Jay was still sitting. "Collins I have thought about this a lot. Please can I stay with you tonight? I wont be a nuisance if you say no but I need to be with someone. I could ask Ganges?" That hurt and I knew what would happen then. "Yes you can stay." I washed up and turned off the light. I got into bed and was quickly swarmed by this other body. Jay had removed his top but the shorts remained. He was resting peacefully on my shoulder. It was when Jay's hand slipped onto my chest that I began to feel things that I never should. His fingers stroked my chest and his leg crossed mine. I was use to having pesky brother jump in my bed at home but this was different. Normally I would be asleep very quickly but jay was making this difficult. I stretched an arm out so that I could get comfortable but this only made jay get closer. My hand held his shoulder. He was soft to the touch. The sensations got stronger while he got closer. Jay moved up and his nose and lips came into contact with my neck. I was sure he was kissing me but I was frozen in case I was wrong. The hand stroking my chest took a wrong turn moved down till it rested on my leg. With a gentle movement Jay got to his shorts. I was sure he opened his buttons then moved ! up till he was almost on top of me. I moved so that my hand could pull him from me but the shorts had slipped down so that my hand touched the far end of his back. Gentle thrusts against my leg let me feel his excitement. "Jay this cannot happen. Please." Jay stopped. "Collins I am sorry but you make me feel so good." His hand moved down till it came in contact with the hidden erection. His touch was gentle. A finger found the fly and went inside. I gasped knowing that what I was feeling was against all the rules and feelings my body had. "Let your hand go down further." I knew I could do this a pull his shorts up but when I found his bottom clear from the shorts I could feel his softness and when I did Jay thrust against my leg and I could feel his erection while he held mine. "Jay stop, now. I told you that I am not like that. I thought you would understand. If you want to do this with Ganges then...." Jay kissed me. His lips stopped me talking and found the buttons on my shorts. He opened them and slid back so that he cold use his feet to take his shorts down completely then off. He tugged on mine. No matter the strength I had he managed to get mine half way down. He kissed hard and took my left hand the right being caught by the cheeks of his bottom, As soon as my hand cupped his erection he did the same to me. "Collins please no matter what I have fallen in love with you. Quickly yes. Too quickly? Never. No matter what I want, I need to love with you. I want you to be with me. Will it be to hard for someone who is not like me to have just one night of fun?" "Jay you do not understand. I might like it and I have a brother. What happens if I did something with him. I love him to much." The room was quiet. Jay was still. "Yes I understand. I better go back to my bed. I want you. Ganges is nasty and forces himself on you. One last idea then. You said I could stay well can we stay like this? Holding me like this will not hurt will it? If you agree then I will never bother you again. I so want to show you how much of an effect you have on me." I got up and the shorts fell to the floor. I got back in. I found his shorts at the bottom of the bed and dropped them with mine. I kissed him The passion that had hidden behind the wall of denial appeared. Jay sat on me. Our arms met at the same time. I pulled down the blind and closed the curtain. When the light went on I saw the boy who had been granted a wish. My fingers stroked his body and shook when I took the boyhood erection in them. "Rub me Collins please." Simultaneously we rubbed each other till the feelings got the better of both of us. I tell the truth when I say that I had never done this before. Jay took the lead and became the teacher. Jay told me what to do all the time. His fingers of the other hand were inside him while I gently caressed his penis. The foreskin was tight but unknown to me pushing harder was something that caused him pain. "Will you suck me for a while?" Yes I had heard of it but never thought it possible. I was doing it. After a while the tip was almost uncovered and Jay was trying hard to get mine into him. The moment he did I came with bells and a ringing feeling going right through me. After the first sensation I saw jay emit gentle flow of the white liquid that fell on me. The final kiss and we penetrated at both ends. I quickly popped out of him, sadly to quickly. I covered us up and lay with the sweet bird of youth. I woke at 7pm realising that it was late. Jay still asleep I got up dressed then went to get Jays clothes. I got to my room when the first bell sounded. Jay was up like a rocket. I watched him dress and we did kiss before he went to get the others. No wet bed the only bed stained was mine but being a prefect we could change whenever we liked. I asked Jay if he was alright. "Alright ,I am so much in love I want to tell the world. Please make me your dorm leader then no other prefect will get near me" I helped the new boys dress with a newfound happiness. Ian was happy and jay helped them make their beds. "FAGS!!!!!!!" 4 boys ran in all directions. "Boys tell your prefect that jay is your new Dorm leader that's all." I got Ian to make tea while the rest of the boys washed. The tea was the best that morning I ever had. Ganges saw me walking the boys to breakfast. "The last time I had a face like yours was last term. Don't tell me that you took the plunge. Ian is so nice. So you like them young. I will sent Wilson to clean your room up and if that's your kind you will take him there and then." "Ganges just get to breakfast. If I want a boy like you do then I will make my choice but as I do not then I guess I am happy at being celibate." Chapter 2. Another piece of the Puzzle to follow Comments to shaksbeer@ureach.com Suggestions also to the above. Flames ignored for sure and extinguished.