Date: Mon, 16 Sep 2002 14:17:44 +0000 From: Jo Vincent Subject: Aladdin's Awakening: Part 5 Usual Disclaimer: If you are not of an age to read this because of the laws of your country or district please desist. If you are a bigot or prod-nosed fundamentalist of any persuasion find your monkey-spanking literature elsewhere and keep your predilections and opinions to yourself. Everyone else welcome and comments more than welcome. This is a very long tale. It unfolds over a good number of years. What is true, is true: what is not is otherwise. If you have trouble with the English educational system let me know. A dramatis personae will follow after a few installments - there are a lot of characters! ALADDIN'S AWAKENING By Joel Chapter 5 September 20th Monday was a fairly quiet day with Van being positively delightful to us all in the afternoon as the winning result had obviously pleased him greatly. We all, players or not, bathed in his cheerfulness. He didn't even give Matt a tongue-lashing when he made an awful botch up in some translation about Madame and her abominable son, Lupin. He merely remarked that he only wished Matt would pass his French as well as he had passed out the ball in the match. A very mild rebuke which did nothing for Matt's nerves, his finger was up his snout straight away. I nudged him and whispered all would be well after Ma had given him some tuition. He seemed rather relieved and Van asked him no more during the lesson but saved his remaining ire for Jim Masters for fumbling his French in the same way as he had fumbled the ball a couple of times on Saturday. I wasn't called on at all to participate so all in all, with everything else, a pleasant sort of day. After school Matt and I walked to the sheds to collect our bikes. "I thought I was in for it, then!" he muttered, "But Van was in a very good mood, wasn't he?" I nodded, "He was only nasty to Jim and that was because he wasn't used to being out on the wing. Why did he want to play there, anyway?" "Oh, apparently his dad played on the wing when he was at the school and he was coming to watch." I remembered a tall, mustachioed man on the side of the pitch who was rather vociferous when the ball went anywhere near Jim. "Oh, I know, he was the chap who kept calling out! I expect Jim was a bit nervous." "That's the trouble with dads they do expect you to be good at everything. Don't they?" "Does your dad?" "Yeah, every time he writes home or comes home he always wants to know what I've been doing." "Mine leaves me alone most off the time, he's very busy. It's my Ma who checks up on me!" "So does mine, but my dad is away a lot up in Scotland at the base so he doesn't get home very much." We were riding home by this time and I wanted to know more about what Matt's dad had said to him but I changed the subject and said that while he was chatting to mum I would get the engine ready. Just as I opened the back door our phone rang. It was Ma, apologising because she wouldn't be home for another half-an-hour and would see Matt then, if he could wait. He nodded assent and I told Ma and took him up to my bedroom. "You said your dad's in the Navy didn't you?" "Yep, he's a Commander in charge of some depot or other in Scotland." "So you don't see him much?" As this conversation was progressing I had begun to change out of my school togs. "No, but he manages to get home about every two months." "You were going to tell me a bit more about what he said to you about growing up." "Was I?" "I thought you were `cos you didn't seem to finish on Friday. You said he told you about things. What did you mean?" I had turned to face him and was absently scratching myself just above my groin. He was looking at me with a studied air and was obviously rather hesitant. I thought I had better start to get dressed as time was getting on so I put on my other shorts. "You said things would happen and you wouldn't be a boy any more - you would be growing up." He pondered a moment, then said rather slowly, "Well, you know, get bigger down there and have feelings." I took the plunge, - "I get feelings alright, and make things happen! - make stuff, you know!" He looked visibly relieved, "Oh, Jacko, so do I - my dad said I wasn't to worry if I had to as all boys do it." He came over to me and stood close. "Can I ask you something?" "Of course." "How did you find out you could?" "My cousin told me and showed me last Easter." "So you haven't known very long?" I explained that when Alun had done it to me I didn't shoot any stuff but it felt good and it was only since Tony had told me he'd found out in the holidays that I'd tried again and could come properly. He looked even more relieved. "You say Tony does?" "Yep, and he told me about lots more doing it when he was at camp, you know, Cleggy and Roo and Ginger Hare." "So you haven't done it long then?" "No, about ten days, that's all." "I beat that, I found out I could make it happen before I was thirteen!" "What? When you were in the Second form, two years ago?" I was rather startled to say the least. He nodded vigorously. "Yes, just before, in the summer holidays." "How did you find out? Did someone show you?" He started to tell me at such a rate it seemed as if a cork had popped and his tale was all bubbling out. "Oh no! it all started when I woke up one night and I must have made a noise or called out 'cause my mum came in to see if I was alright. I said I felt all hot and sticky and she told me to change my pyjamas and when I took them off my trousers were all wet and my thing was all swollen up. Mum said I'd had a nightmare and I should have made sure I'd been to the lav before going to bed. I was a bit puzzled 'cos it wasn't sweat or pee on me but it was all sticky and my thing was quite stiff. Then it happened again a few nights later but I woke up just as this stuff was coming out. I didn't make a noise but had a good look and it was white and sticky and my thing was ever so stiff and hard. Well, next night I was looking at my thing just before I got into bed and it went all hard again and I squeezed it up and down and more stuff came out in my hand. I got ever so worried but I couldn't stop 'cos I did it every night after that to make stuff and it felt ever so nice doing it and then dad told me about it next time he was on leave just before we started back to school. My mum must have said about me waking up like that 'cause he came in the bathroom one night when I was in the bath and asked if I'd had any more nightmares. I said I thought I had and then he said I wasn't to worry 'cos boys often woke up like that when they were growing up. He said 'come on then I'll see you to bed'. When I got out of the bath he said he could see I was growing up and then came into the bedroom and tucked me into bed and sat down beside me. He said he was going to tell me about boys getting older and that I would notice lots of things happening like hair growing. He said like I had down there and he had down there as well. I knew that 'cause I'd seen him in the bathroom lots of times with nothing on and I'd been ever so pleased when I saw I'd got hair coming down there as well 'cos I thought I would be just like him. Then he said if things happened at night when I was asleep that was called a wet dream, but I haven't woken up since with it happening 'cause I still do it most nights." He stopped for a moment as I stood rather open-mouthed at all these revelations because Alun hadn't said anything about wet dreams and I certainly hadn't had one, yet. He continued rather quickly as if he was bursting to get a heavy load off his chest. "He told me lots more about growing up and that my thing, my penis he said it was called, would grow as well and I would get hair on my legs and under my arms and perhaps even on my chest later. I liked that 'cos my dad's got lots of hair all over his front. He said that boys often got excited and made stuff come when they weren't asleep. I must have nodded 'cause he said 'you've found out, have you?' I said 'yes' and he grinned at me and said he thought so, I wasn't to worry about it `cause it doesn't do any harm but I should keep it to myself. He asked if I wanted to know any more but I said no `cause there was so much he told me and I didn't know what to ask so I'm glad you told me about you and your cousin and about Tony." "Yeah, why?" "Well, `cause I didn't really know if other boys did it as well all the time although I was almost sure they did." "What do you mean?" "Oh, well you know I told you about those two mucking about before sports day last term,...." "Yes?" ...."Well, that's when I found out a bit about other boys doing it as well." Christ, so Matt had been doing it over two years and wondering about others. Who did he say was doing discus practice? "Did you say it was Nobbo's brother doing the discus?" "Yeah, him and that big Andy Symes." He paused, but he obviously wanted to tell someone all about it as something was worrying him. I prompted him, "What did you say they were doing?" "Oh, they were mucking about and seeing who had the hairiest legs. I could see Billy Clarke had but he said Andy was a real hairy bastard and then he pointed at my legs and said to Andy `look at that one too'. Mine are a bit hairy but not as much as theirs. Anyway they laughed and I couldn't hear what they said next but it was something about me. Soon after that Andy suggested we packed up as they'd had enough practice and said why didn't we go round to his house as we could shower there and we needn't change before we went `cos in any case he had changed at home at lunch time ready for the sports practice. If you remember it was a very hot day so we went and collected our things and cycled off a long time before school finished. Andy Symes only lives in the next street to the school in one of those big houses." He paused a moment for breath but then hurried on. "Anyway, when we got there it was a long time before four o'clock and he said his mum was at work and wouldn't be home until after six. We had some lemonade and then we went up to his room. Billy said he wanted a shower there and then `cause he was hot and took off his shorts and singlet and one of those elastic things." He waved his hands around. "That's a jockstrap." "Oh, yes, that's what he called it. And then Andy did the same, but he had pants on underneath like me. Andy said didn't I want a shower so I took all my things off as well. We went into a big bathroom and Andy stood in the bath which had a shower up high and turned it on. Then Billy got in and stood by him and they rubbed soap on each other and I stood on the mat watching. Billy said come on you as well and held out his hand and we all stood in the bath together. Billy pushed me round under the water and rubbed the soap down my front and in my hair down there and onto my thing. He laughed and said 'congratulations, Matt, you're very well-hung for a young-un'. Then he said I'd got a much bigger package than his stupid little brother, Tony - you know, Nobbo in our class. Andy was roaring with laughter too and said 'come on, let's have a look at your pudding' and grabbed my thing and it was all slippery and soapy and he rubbed it a bit. Well, I couldn't help it but it went hard and Andy laughed again and slapped me on the back and said 'look at the size of the shaft this child has got, it's as big as ours, ain't it Bill?'. I could see their things were beginning to go up stiff as well and mine was just as big as theirs even though they were much taller and heftier than me. They're both almost as tall as my dad. Billy asked if I liked pulling it and I said 'yes' so he said 'so do I and so does young Tony and I know that bastard Andy does, he can't keep his hands off that great fat prick of his!'." He paused, "You know, Jacko, when you said on Friday about you wondering if they pulled anything else I thought you knew something!....." I shook my head, he smiled and continued, "Well, Andy said he could do with one now and we looked as if we did so why didn't we do it together. Billy said come on then and reached over and turned the shower off. He asked me if I had pulled my pudding with anyone else before. I said I hadn't and he said 'Christ, I don't believe it with a horn like that but there's always a first time'. Billy said we could do it in a line so we got out of the bath and they put me in the middle as I was shorter than them. They both started off and I watched a moment until Andy said 'come on kiddo, get going'. I was all worked up and I didn't have to do much before I was ready and my stuff all shot out first, then Billy shot and Andy last. Billy put his arm round my shoulder and said I was a randy little sod to come so quick and he bet his brother didn't shoot so much as that. Andy said if he hadn't already done it that morning he would have beat me to it but had I enjoyed it `cos he had. I said I had `cause I hadn't done it like that with anyone else before. Andy slapped me on the back and said, just ask me kiddo, anytime! We all got back in the bath and finished off our shower. Then we got dressed and sat and they chatted for quite a long time about the Boys' Brigade they were in and I listened. I wanted to ask all sorts of questions but I didn't dare in case they laughed at me for not knowing." I interrupted the flow, I wondered if he noticed I had a hardon myself now `cos my shorts had quite a lump at the front, "I wanted to ask my cousin Alun all sorts of things as well but I did find out quite a lot in the end, and he didn't laugh at me. And I expect Billy and Nobbo do it together `cause my cousins do, and he said Nobbo does it, didn't he?" He nodded. "You're lucky having cousins who tell you things. I didn't know that other boys did it together all the time until you told me on Friday. I wanted to see Andy in the holidays to ask him things but he never seemed to be there when I cycled past his house and now he's in the Sixth Form I haven't seen him to talk to at school and I didn't like to say anything to Nobbo." He obviously wanted to unburden his considerable anxieties in one go. "What did my dad mean when he said I should keep it to myself if Andy and Billy liked doing it together like that and Billy knows Nobbo does it?" "I don't know, if he told you about it when you were in the Second form perhaps he knew that other boys wouldn't be doing it so young as you so you shouldn't boast. I didn't know until ten days ago that I could shoot stuff but Tony told me Roo and Cleggy have been jacking off quite a time and I did feel a bit jealous. It seems you learn a lot more if you've got older brothers or you're in the Scouts or Cadets or Boys' Brigade and go to camp. And we haven't got any brothers and we're not in the Scouts or anything but I have got cousins. Anyway people don't seem to talk about it much and Tony says Vince has to pray if he does it." He looked rather puzzled at this last information but went on, "I wondered whether anyone else did it, you know, what d'you call it....., jacking off...., but no one actually said anything before. They just said things like Cleggy does about cocks or pricks and who has the biggest so I didn't know. And I've looked after games in the showers to see who had hair like me and I saw quite a few had some last year, like Danny Ross and Dave Morgan, and everyone's got some now. I wish I could have asked Andy Symes more in the holidays!" I though I'd better tell him about me and interrupted him again, "I really didn't begin to look carefully even after Alun showed me until I found out I could make stuff properly although I had noticed that you'd quite a bit of hair down there in the summer when you were changing once. I wasn't really interested, but I am now. You've got more hair than anyone else in our form, did you know? And I think your cock's the biggest too!" He smiled delightedly but our conversation was brought to rather an abrupt halt as I heard Ma's key in the lock. "Hey, Matt, Ma's home - we can talk more later and I'll get this engine working as soon as I get back from my piano lesson. It's only half an hour tonight and I've only got to go across the road." Ma called up the stairs and Matt ran down smiling and looking quite relaxed. My hardon also went down but a bit more slowly as I picked up my music-case and followed him downstairs. Mrs Tring was very happy with progress and told me to keep up daily practice. I told her I made certain I practised every day, keeping my fingers crossed she didn't ask what! I got back indoors and fired up the engine and all was going well by the time Ma had finished with Matt. He appeared at my door still smiling broadly. "Your mum says I'm OK but I need to work on my vocabulary and she's given me some exercises to do to bring on Wednesday. She said you would show me the engine while she got tea ready." I showed the much happier Matt how it worked and hitched it up to a model pump to show it off. I don't know if Matt was more pleased with seeing the engine work or with having told me about himself, his worries and his adventures. I wouldn't have minded an adventure with Matt at this minute but Ma soon called up that tea was ready. Over tea Ma asked Matt how he liked school and so on and he chatted away quite merrily, leaving me to my thoughts. When we were collecting his books upstairs he asked if I would like to see his stamp collection some day. I said I would, so he said what about Thursday, then, after games. I said OK and went downstairs with him to see him off. As we went outside he whispered he wished he had a cousin like mine or a brother or friend who told him things. I said Tony had said exactly the same but at least he had found out some things from his father and anyway we could talk on Thursday. When I was in bed that night I thought about all the things Matt had told me about his nightmares and wet dreams, which I'd never had, and what his father had said to him and what the three of them had done together at Andy's. I envied him that he'd been able to have all these marvellous feelings I was now having in my cock and between my legs for so much longer than me, but, Oh Matt, it was so good now as I got faster and faster and here I was, coming again, lots and lots! To be continued: Previous stories of mine have been published on Nifty. Spying on My Brothers: (45k: Incest Section: Apr 15 2000) Easter Rugger Tours (Dir: HS Section: Jun 10 2000) Jordan's Story (84k: HS Section: Jul 23 2000) Flip's Tale (Dir: HS Section: Apr 17 2002) Taming the 'Phobes (Dir: HS and Military Sections: Aug 2002) Read and Enjoy.