From: authoruk@bigfoot.com
Subject: Matt Cums to School (t/t)
Date: Wed, 25 Mar 1998 06:40:44 GMT
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Matt Cums To School (Part 5)

As Matt walked away from the bathroom and back towards the "free room" the
recent events kept flashing through his mind. He was finding it hard to
rationalise his feelings, on the one hand he had just been forced to do things
to another, older boy, things which he'd always thought were only done by
faggots, but on the other hand he knew that he'd enjoyed doing it, the dampness
in his jockeys touching his soft prick as he walked was proof of that.  Passing
one of the school toilets he stopped and after a brief hesitation entered, went
to a cubicle and locked the door behind him.  Quickly he undid his trousers,
pulled out the waistband of his jockeys and looked down.  He could see his limp
dick nestling inside and could also see that there were a couple of damp
patches on the fly of the jockeys.  Curiously he rubbed a finger over one of
the patches, brought it to his mouth and sniffed. An odour he was rapidly
becoming familiar with entered his nostrils, the difference being that this
time he was smelling his own cum. Because teenage boys have great powers of
recovery Matt felt his cock start rising as he sniffed, even though he had only
cum shortly before but as he wanted to get back to his friends he stifled any
randy urges, fastened his trousers and left the cubicle trying to ignore his
semi hard dick brushing against the damp, sticky areas in his jockeys. 

As he entered the "free room" Adrian rushed up to him.

"Where on earth have you been.  Surely Bishop didn't take this long".

Matt told him about how he'd also had to prepare a bath for Lipple and his
friends face dropped. 

"I suppose you had to wash and dry him", he commented but when Matt said he'd
only washed the prefect then left Adrian looked astonished.

"How did you manage that?", he asked.  "Lipple always makes people dry him as
well.  He must have been in a good mood!"

Matt didn't elaborate any further, just nodded in agreement and, after another
puzzled look, Adrian dropped the subject.

The rest of the day went quickly and that night Matt lay in bed wondering if
anything like the initiation of yesterday would take place tonight.  He was
still thinking about it when he fell asleep. 

                             .......................................

Matt woke with a start and realised that it was morning and he had slept
through the night without any interference and without cumming.  As usual his
"piss boner" was present but for a change he just wanted to have a pee, which
is just what he did before getting dressed and starting his third day at Marlbi
College.  The day went in a whirl of lessons but nothing out of the ordinary
happened until the final lesson bell sounded and the boys left the various
classrooms, chattering away.  As Matt and Adrian walked towards their "free
room" his friend asked if he wanted to see the school attic.  Although he
thought it was a slightly odd request Matt agreed and then followed a smiling
Adrian up various flights of stair.  When they reached their dormitory floor
Adrian continued along the corridor until he came to a door at the end and,
after a quick look round to make sure it was all clear, opened it and beckoned
Matt through.  The curious boy went in and Adrian followed him closing the door
behind them.  In front of them was a thin staircase and Adrian started to climb
them, closely followed by his friend.  At the top of the stairs was another
door and having gone through it Matt stared in astonishment at the vast attic
area which seemed to go on for ever.  There were neatly stacked piles of cases
which belonged to the boarders and which were stored here during the terms
together with many old boxes.

"Come on", whispered Adrian and led Matt across the centre of the attic until
he reached a narrow entrance which he squeezed through.  Matt followed him and
found himself in a small room.  It was, in fact, part of the attic that had
been partitioned of at some time and in the dim light from the dusty window he
could see that some efforts had been made to clean it and make it comfortable.
Boxes had been placed around to act as chairs and there was a mattress leaning
against one wall.

"What do you think?", Adrian asked him. "I found it not long after I came here
and thought it would be great if I ever wanted to be on my own for some time".
Matt said he thought it was cool and his friend grinned.

"I'm really glad you like it, I've never brought anyone else here before but I
wanted you to see it because I wanted to tell you ...."

As the sentence tailed off Matt looked over and saw that his friend had stopped
grinning and was looking down at the floor, pulling at his bottom lip with his
teeth as if trying to stop himself from crying.  He looked so miserable that
Matt wanted to do something to help - but what?  There was total silence for a
short period then Matt walked across to his friend and stood beside him.

"Tell me what?" he asked and when there was no response he continued.  " Please
tell me what's wrong so I can try to help.  Please Adrian". 

"You won't even want to know me once I tell you", came the muffled reply.
"You'll hate me, I know you will".

Matt was confused.  There was obviously something wrong with his friend, his
voice had almost had a sob in it and he really wanted to do something to cheer
him up.  Instinctively he put a comforting arm on Adrian's shoulder.
"Of course I won't hate you, you're my friend", he said reassuringly.
"Whatever it is, it can't be that bad.  Now come on, tell me".

Adrian pulled away causing Matt's arm to drop and walked over to face a wall.
He started to speak, not looking in the direction of his friend.  The words
came out hesitantly accompanied by the occasional sniffle and Matt had to
strain to hear what Adrian was saying.

"Uh..it's about...the other night,  .. you know .. when you were given the
initiation tests ..Uh, well..I was one of the ones that took part...but I wish
I hadn't now.. I can still remember you saying that touching another boy was
disgusting .. but I couldn't stop at the time ..er..but I've wanted to tell you
ever since.. you're the first good friend I've ever had.. even after two days I
knew it could have been special .. and I've gone and spoilt it.."
Adrian's shoulders had started to shake as he spoke and as he finished he burst
into sobs.

Matt stared at the back of the slim boy as the sobbing continued and a wave of
compassion swept over him.  Without thinking he went over to Adrian and taking
hold of his shoulders gently turned him round. Adrian continued looking at the
floor, tears forming two glistening paths down his cheeks as Mike squeezed his
shoulders, wondering desperately what he could do to reassure him.  Mike had
realised whilst Adrian had been talking that he had always known his friend had
been involved, the image of the red pyjamas had flashed into his mind several
times since the incident and now, as he looked into the almost waif like, tear
stained face, he knew that it didn't matter and never really had.

Hesitantly Mike moved his hands from Adrian's shoulders and gently placed them
on his damp cheeks, his thumbs stroking the glistening trail where the tears
had flowed.  Then slipping his left hand to the back of his friends head he
pulled the boy towards his left shoulder.  They stayed in that position for
unforgettable moments, their cheeks brushing as Matt gently stroked Adrian's
hair with one hand, the other resting against the back of his blazer.  
"It doesn't matter", Matt heard himself whispering. "I already knew you were
there and it doesn't matter.  You're my friend, my best friend and nothing
should be allowed to spoil that."  

Adrian had become noticeably calmer as Matt hugged him, but now he had started
baring his soul he found it impossible to stop.  "But there's more.. I wanted
to be with you as much as possible.. and I kept thinking about touching you."

"But we're touching now", whispered Matt.

"Uh.. I know, but I don't mean that.  Oh God.. this is so hard.. I mean I
wanted to touch you in places I shouldn't.. I'm so sorry". 

Matt had guessed what his friend was trying to say and realised that this was a
crucial moment in their friendship.  Still stroking Adrian's hair he let his
right hand slide down the blazer until it  rested where it hung on the curve of
his buttocks. He continued the movement, feeling the outline of the blazer
pocket as his hand traced Adrian's side until it passed the edge of the blazer
and he could feel trouser material brushing his knuckles.  Matt moved his hand
the final inches until the back of his hand was pressing against the zip of the
trousers. 

"You mean touch me like this?" he murmured.

Adrian lifted his head from Matt's shoulder and looked at him and as the
position changed Matt slowly turned his hand around and gently squeezed his
friends crotch. As he felt the pressure on his trousers Adrian expression
seemed to change to one of wonderment and hope.

"I didn't realise until now but I've been wanting to touch you in the same
way", he heard Matt saying.  "The initiation brought out feelings I'd never
experienced before and I need to have someone to share things with. I liked you
from the first time we met but I now think there's more to it.  I want to be
close to you.  D'you know what I mean"  

"Oh God, yes" came a reply from the heart as Adrian flung his arms around Matt
and hugged him. The movement increased the pressure of the trousers against the
squeezing hand and Matt could now feel the outline of the cock that lay
beneath.  He continued to squeeze gently as his friend hugged him and as he
felt their cheeks brushing together again he could feel himself getting
aroused.  As his left hand stroked Adrian's back his right moved up until he
could grasp the fastening of the  boys trousers and he pulled it until he felt
it open.  He could feel the metal pull of the zip brushing his fingertips and
clasping it he started to slide it down.  Adrian hugged Matt even tighter as he
felt the front of his trousers opening until they finally slipped down his legs
and he almost fainted as he felt a hand grasping his now stiff dick through his
jockeys.  Almost hesitantly he manoeuvred his right hand from Matt's  right
shoulder and let it drop until he was able to zero into his friends groin.  As
Matt continued to squeeze the lump in his friends jockeys he felt a hand
undoing his own trousers and as his jockey enclosed prick felt a hand pressing
against its stiffness he slipped his right hand into the top of Adrian's briefs
continuing down until he could feel a patch of rough pubic hair just before his
skin came into contact with another boys cock for the first time.  He explored
it, feeling the loose foreskin moving under his thumb, placing his hand around
the thickness and then moving down until he was cupping Adrian's balls.  At the
same time he could feel a hand feeling around inside his own jockeys and
investigating his rigid member.

"I've never touched someone else's dick before he whispered to Adrian and was
surprised when Adrian admitted to the same thing.

"I've wanted to", his friend whispered, " and I could have, but I was scared to
try it.  The other boys in the dorm play with each other sometimes but I didn't
know if I could handle that."
"How about now?"

"I think I could, in fact I'd like to, if you were there too".

As they had been talking Matt had worked his friends dick over the top of the
jockeys so it was sticking straight out enabling him to grasp it around the
head and foreskin and start a rhythmic up and down movement. Adrian grasped as
he felt himself being wanked off and fumbled with Matt's dick until it was also
outside the jockeys, whereupon he returned the favour.  It was a much slimmer
one than his own, he thought, but felt really nice as he slid his hand up and
down the warm shaft. The hand on his own cock was causing unbelievable
sensations and Adrian knew he was going to cum soon.  The realisation caused
him to speed up his own manipulations and with his other hand he grasped the
cloth of Matt's blazer as he felt his spunk starting to leave his balls.

"I'm going to cum", he warned his friend through clenched teeth.

"So am I", came a groaned reply.

Both boys pressed against each other as, almost at the same time they climaxed
and their lips pressed together as they spurted.  Matt could feel hot splashes
hitting his cock as Adrian's larger load jetted out from his thick dick but he
also knew that he was cumming more than ever before, and he pushed his cock
into Adrian's pubic hair, feeling his spunk striking it, one small spurt each
time his dick spasmed. He felt a tongue brushing his lips and he opened his
mouth, licking at Adrian's open mouth and tongue as the ecstasy continued.
They were still pulling away frantically at each others cocks and Matt rubbed
his thumb over Adrian's dick head, massaging the sticky cum over the piss slit.
His friend nearly took off at this and rubbed Matt's head causing a similar
reaction.  As they stopped spunking they pressed hard together, rubbing their
slippery cocks against each other as their tongues explored each others mouths.
Finally the moment slipped away and the two boys broke apart. They stood,
looking adoringly at each other, their eyes flicking from the softening, cum
sticky cocks to each others faces.  As if by joint thought they drew together
for one final kiss and hugged each other hard as their saliva entwined.
"I s'pose we'd better get back", Matt murmured when the kiss finally ended. His
friend gazed at him, a half smile on his beautiful face and agreed and they
started to adjust their clothing.

"We can always come back up here again, I suppose", said Adrian anxiously as he
zipped his fly, almost terrified that his friend would say no.  Matt grinned at
him.
"We certainly will come up here again", he replied.  "In every sense of the
word!!"


Matt Cums To School (Part 6)

When the two boys entered their "free room" Matt was sure that everyone would
guess what had just happened between them, convinced that, somehow, he now
looked different, but the other boys just carried on as usual.  A few said
"Hi", but that was to be expected.  To be honest, if someone had studied Matt
and Adrian closely over the next hour or so  they would have guessed something
had changed - the way they looked at each other when their eyes met, brief eye
contacts that meant so much more.  Every time Matt sneaked a quick look at his
friend he couldn't believe how beautiful he was, the gorgeous, slim body, legs
encased in the almost erotic dark grey trousers that hid so much more, the
blond hair framing the pale, waif like face that seemed to be crying out for
someone to care for him.  Adrian was experiencing similar feelings and as he
remembered the way Matt had been when he had told him his "guilty" secret a
wave of affection swept through him.   Neither boy would have recognised their
feelings as the hesitant beginning of "love" but that was what they were
experiencing.

Their sense of euphoria lasted the rest of the evening and as they were
preparing for bed, in a dormitory filled with other chattering boys, they
snatched quick glances at each other as they changed into their pyjamas.  At
one stage Matt was sure he caught a quick glimpse of blond pubic hair as Adrian
slipped off his briefs and put on his PJ bottoms, but the moment was too short
for him to be sure.  Even so, just thinking that he might have was enough and
as he slipped between the sheets he could feel the hardness of his cock
pressing into his pyjama bottoms.  The urge to masturbate was overwhelming but
his fear that the others would hear his bed squeaking was even greater so he
lay on his back, eyes closed and tried to ignore the five inch boner in his
crotch that was crying out for attention.  Even after the dormitory lights were
extinguished he found it hard to sleep as every time his dick started to
deflate an image of Adrian would flash into his head and the deflation
reversed.  Eventually, however, tiredness overtook him and he fell asleep.

He never managed to work out what disturbed his sleep, he just knew that all of
a sudden he was awake and when he opened his eyes he just saw blackness.  He
had no idea of the time, just that it was still night and all around him he
could hear the sounds of sleeping boys.  He was still not fully awake and lying
on his back so he stared into the darkness, his breathing unchanged and he
still didn't move when he thought he felt an almost imperceptible movement in
his bedclothes.  He closed his eyes and concentrated and realised the he was
not imagining it, the bedding on the left side of his bed was definitely moving
ever so slightly.  Suddenly he felt something brush the left leg of his pyjamas
and realised it was someone's hand. For a moment he felt a bit panicky but
almost immediately relaxed.


"It must be Adrian", he thought. "Shit, he's taking a risk coming over to me,
any noise and he might wake the others".

Matt decided to remain silent, terrified that if he even whispered to his
friend he might attract unwelcome attention so he remained still, trying to
maintain a regular breathing pattern.

The hand continued moving up the side of his leg and he felt a movement in his
PJ's as his cock started to harden, continuing to get stiffer as the hand moved
closer and closer until it was resting on the fly of his  PJ's, pressing
against his dick.  A sense of anticipation coursed through his body as he felt
fingers fumbling with the button of his pyjama bottoms and then, as the button
was released and the soft cotton material slid away from his shaft he felt the
hand envelope his stiffness and ever so gently start jerking him off. Matt
closed his eyes and concentrated on the wonderful feelings coming from his
shaft as it was manipulated.  Occasionally he felt the sleeve of his friends
pyjamas brush his sparse patch of pubic hair, heightening the sensations he was
experiencing.

"It would be easier for him if I was my side", Matt decided, but to avoid
waking the others and causing suspicion he decided to turn over as he imagined
he would if asleep so he gave a little sniff and turned until he was resting on
the left side of his body.  As he turned the hand abruptly stopped wanking him
but a short time after he has performed the manoeuvre he felt the hand return
to its ministrations.  This time it felt different as, because of the angle the
fingers were now gripping him from the top and so each time his foreskin slid
down he felt a palm touch his cock head.

Matt lay silently, just enjoying the feeling of his prick being gently jerked
and was disappointed when the movement stopped and he felt his bedclothes being
lifted further.  He wondered what was happening and then almost cried out as he
felt something thin and wet brushing over his piss slit.  The feeling was
amazing and he was sure his cock got harder as he realised head of his shaft
was being licked, something else that had never happened to him before.  The
tongue continued laving his dick the saliva increasing the sensitivity and then
Matt felt hot breath on his crotch and the head of his cock was suddenly
enveloped by something warm and wet.  Matt could hardly believe it, he was
getting a blow job for the first time and it was great.  He hadn't thought that
Adrian might be much more experienced than he was but if this was the result
then he was glad he was.

More and more of his dick was being taken in now and what with the motion of
the mouth up and down and the flicking tongue on his dick head he knew he
wouldn't be able to hold out much longer and almost automatically he started to
thrust slightly towards the mouth and then, as he felt the bobbing mouth seem
to hesitate he desperately brought his right hand over until he felt the back
of his friends head which he gripped and pressed forward towards his pulsing
dick.  This action seemed to decide things as the mouth increased its movement,
moving faster and higher up and down his cock so on each up stroke wet lips
rubbed the rim of his cock head and then did so again on the down stroke.  Matt
knew he was going to shoot his load any second and he tensed, gripping the head
tighter and pushing his shaft as far into the warm stickiness as he could and
he couldn't hold back a small grunt as he felt his cock start shooting and the
climax filling his senses.  As the mouth gripped him tighter he felt his dick
jerk again and again, by now so sensitive the slightest touch of lips or tongue
sent another paroxysm through him.

Finally his thrusting slowed and stopped and the mouth was removed from his
slightly softened dick.  He felt the bedclothes drop back to their normal
position and could faintly see a shadow rising beside his bed. It stood there
and a part of it seemed to move and Matt a sound like cloth sliding.  He could
see that the figure now appeared to be holding something and then he saw
movement where the shadows crotch would be and a sound he recognised, that of
cloth being rubbed against skin.  The movement got faster and faster and then
the shadowy figure seemed to jerk several times.  He saw another movement,
another sound of cloth on wood and then the figure moved away and Matt and was
swallowed up in the darkness of the centre of the room.  Curiously, Matt
quietly reached out with his hand until it came into contact with his small
table and then with cloth which he realised were his jockeys. Hardly able to
breath he pulled the briefs to him and felt around them until fingers touched
wet stickiness. Matt drew them to his face and sniffed and smelt the now
unmistakable odour of fresh cum.  The thought of someone jerking off into his
jockeys made him light headed and he lay there pressing the cotton material
into his face, breathing in the smell of spunk and pressing his tongue into one
of the damp patches so he could taste the slightly salty fluid.  One hand moved
down to his limp dick and he rubbed it, feeling the traces of saliva still
covering it and it was in that rather unusual position that he fell asleep.


The following morning he opened his eyes and found he was staring at a pair of
jockeys lying innocently on his pillow so he quickly crumpled them up before
anyone else saw them there.  Then he did up his PJ bottoms and got out of bed.

He saw Adrian across the room standing by his own bed who smiled at him and
gave a surreptitious wave.  Matt smiled back.  He was longing to thank his
friend for the great blowjob but because of the others he could only indulge in
idle chatter with him.  After the ritual wash and piss he went to get dressed
and suddenly had an overwhelming desire to wear the jockeys which had been used
for such an unusual purpose the night before.  Quickly he slipped off his
pyjama bottoms and pulled on the thin, cotton briefs, swiftly drawing them up
his legs until they encased his genitals.  Knowing his cock was brushing
against the same place his friend had cum in caused a predictable reaction and
Matt quickly grabbed his trousers and put them on before the others noticed the
obvious bulge forming.

The dorm gradually emptied as boys left for breakfast until finally there was
only Adrian and Matt left.  As they walked together towards the door Adrian
clasped Matt's hand and gave it a gentle squeeze and Matt squeezed back.

"That was an incredible blowjob you gave me last night", he said quietly,
looking at his friend.  Adrian looked puzzled.

"What blow job?"

Matt's face dropped.  "Why the one you gave me last night."  

As Adrian still looked blank Matt started to tell him what had happened and his
friend listened, mouth agape until he heard about the start of the blow job
then he interupted.

"I hate to tell you this, mate, but it wasn't me, honest"

"You serious.  Oh shit.  Then who the fuck was it".

Adrian giggled and slyly squeezed Matt's crotch.  "Haven't a clue.  But someone
else has been here", (squeeze), "I just wish it had been me!!"


Matt Cums To School (Part 7)

As soon as they could get away from their last class the two boys made their
way up to the attic room.  Adrian shut the door and then turned to look at his
friend.  They stared at each other for a few seconds then Matt took a step
forwards and gently touched the other boys face.  Slowly they moved closer
until their bodies were almost touching and their arms were resting on each
others shoulders and they stood, not speaking, just looking into each others
faces. Adrian stared at the finely moulded face of his friend, moved his head
forward and tenderly planted a kiss on his mouth. It lasted only a second
before he drew back and as he did he imagined he saw  tears in Matt's eyes.
Adrian started feeling worried at what he'd done, but before he could voice
his concerns he felt himself being pulled gently towards the other boy until
he felt his friends lips brushing against his. The two of them kissed, softly
at first, and then more passionately as they started to explore each others
mouths.  Their tongues explored each others mouths, reaching into the far
reaches of the small pink caverns and Matt could taste a hint of peppermint as
his tongue explored his friends warm, wet mouth, brushing lightly over his
teeth.

Finally they broke apart and looked at each other breathlessly, trying to
understand what had happened.

"That was so cool", said Matt, "I've never kissed anyone like that before".

Adrian smiled in agreement and then walked over to the mattress leaning
against the wall.  He pulled it until it dropped to the floor and the two boys
sat on it, still a little overawed from their recent kiss.  Then Adrian lay
back on the mattress and looked up at Matt. 

"Right," he said quietly, "I want to know every detail of what happened to you
last night - you know, the phantom blow jobber".  As he said the last words he
started to giggle infectiously until Matt found himself giggling harder and
harder until he fell on the mattress beside his friend.  The two of them
rolled around laughing uncontrollably.  Each time one of them tried to stop
he'd look at the other and start giggling again.  Time and again this
happened, tears  pouring down their cheeks until finally they lay exhausted
and Matt started to describe the events of the night before.

Adrian listened intently and in silence but Matt noticed that as he neared the
end of his recital his friends hand strayed to the crotch of his trousers and
he squeezed himself every now and then.  Finally Matt reached the end, having
left nothing out, and he fell silent and waited for Adrian to comment.  There
was silence for a moment and he heard the familiar voice, although it sounded
slightly strange, almost strained. 

"What was it like, knowing someone had cum in your shorts?"  As he spoke
Adrian's hand, still on his trousers started pressing harder. 

"I dunno, weird but also exciting.  Don't forget I thought it was you at the
time and it felt great having part of you close to me like that".

"How about now"

"Well it's not the same, but it's still pretty cool, d'you know what I mean".

"I think so", his friend answered quietly.

Matt looked at him.  "Do you mind?" he asked.  "Does this make a difference to
us?"

Adrian didn't answer immediately, just stared at the ceiling.  Then he turned
to look at the other boy.

"I don't know", he said, sounding a little sad.  "It's hard to explain but I
feel a bit weird about it.  I think it's because we've been finding out stuff
together and now something's happened that I wasn't a part of. To be honest, I
think I'm jealous because someone else has made you happy."

Matt heard a break in his friends voice as he finished the sentence and
instinctively gave him a hug.

"I really thought it was you, you know.  It was so good because of that. You
must believe me. When I'm with you it is special and I want to learn this sort
of stuff with you".

Adrian didn't reply but started looking a little happier.  Matt stroked his
arm reassuringly.

"And there's a way for you to catch up, if you want to."  He snuggled closer
and placed his mouth next to Adrian's ear.

"I want you to suck me off.  I want to feel your mouth around my prick and I
want to suck you as well.  I want us to be special."

His friend turned to look at him.

"Do you mean it", he almost whispered.

Matt kissed him.  "Every word."

So saying he stood up and Adrian followed suite.  They stood facing each
other, slightly breathless, knowing they were entering another new phase in
their relationship and a little unsure how to start.  In the end Matt took the
initiative by reaching over, getting hold of Adrian's blazer and slipping it
off.  As if playing a game of "Simon Says", his friend removed Matt's blazer
and the two of them stared at each other, both dressed in identical white
shirts, dark grey trousers and black shoes and socks.  Matt knelt and slowly
removed the other boys shoes and socks and then stood whilst the favour was
repaid.

Now Adrian took the lead and removed Matt's tie, sliding it from his neck and
letting it drop to the floor, then standing whilst his own tie was taken off.
In unison both boys reached for the buttons of the others shirt and one by one
undid them.  As he felt Matt's finger sliding down his chest, his shirt
buttons slipping from their fastening, he could feel his cock swelling and
pushing against his jockeys and he could see from the front of his friend's
trousers that there was a similar reaction occurring there as well. Finally
the shirts were undone, the boys having pulled them from the trousers to
complete the operation and as the two garments dropped to the floor they gazed
at each others naked chests and arms.  With one finger Matt traced a pattern
on Adrian's pale skin, brushing the small nipples and running on down until he
touched the waistband of the trousers.  His fingers found the trouser clip and
fumbled at it until it opened, revealing a small patch of white briefs.  There
was a hand at his own trousers and soon he felt the pressure on his waist
lessen as the waistband was undone.  Taking hold of the catch of Adrian's zip
he started to pull it down and the sound of the zip unfastening coupled with
the sight of the fly gradually opening showing the white cotton briefs with
the obvious hard on beneath caused even more pressure on his own crotch.

He looked at his friend, naked from the waist up, tented jockeys still
surrounded by the dark grey trousers and continued gazing as Adrian slowly
undid the zip on Matt's trousers.  He felt them slip down his legs and then
looked at his friend who had now  knelt down and had buried his head in the
warm cotton briefs, pressing his mouth against where the head of Matt's cock
was clearly visible.   Matt gasped as he felt a sensation rather like s small
vacuum cleaner, sucking his dickhead against the white material.  Adrian was
already in heaven as he sucked Matt's briefs, feeling the outline of the
covered cock against his lips and smelling the mixture of warm boy crotch
coupled with a very slight hint of piss. The combination of scents was amazing
and he  sucked he placed his hands on Matt's cotton covered ass and fondled
it, feeling the slight dip in the jockeys where the ass crack was.

Finally Matt couldn't stand by any longer whilst his friend had all the fun
and he pulled the boy to his feet and knelt in front of him.  As if wanting to
prolong the moment, he slowly started to move his face towards Adrian's
bulging briefs, getting a whiff of the hidden delights as he moved closer. He
saw that  a small, damp spot had now appeared on the briefs and so he stuck
out his tongue and licked it curiously.  He felt the erection beneath move as
he licked the cotton and then placing one hand on Adrian's ass he pulled the
boy towards him until his face was buried in Adrian's warm underwear.  With
his other hand he felt the cotton covered balls, noticing how they moved under
his hand and as he started sucking around the crotch the hand pressing against
his friends ass explored its firmness, forcing the briefs into the ass crack
until his fingers were brushing against the asshole. Wanting to investigate
this new area further Matt slid his hand up to the waistband of the briefs and
pulled causing them to slide over Adrian's ass and catch at the top of his
legs, allowing him free access.

Adrian was having an amazing time, sensations radiating from the area of his
crotch.  The feel of the mouth on the damp jockeys and the hand gently
squeezing his balls was bad enough but when he felt a fingers stroking his ass
crack and then stroking the puckered ring of his asshole he thought he was in
heaven and he pushed his ass against the probing fingers.  By now Matt was in
a similar state and as his friend pushed his ass back Matt felt his finger
slip a little was into the tight puckered hole he had been investigating.  He
pushed it in a little further and heard his friend groan.

"Oh shit, Matt, that's so good.  Suck me, please suck me."

As he heard the strangled words Matt let go of Adrian's balls and pulled the
briefs down until they were around the boys ankles and saw close up, for the
first time, his friends 6" cock pointing towards him.  There was a drop of
liquid oozing from the slit in the head and he licked it curiously and then,
remembering what it had been like for him with the "phantom blowjobber" he
started flicking Adrian's piss slit with the tip of his tongue and was
rewarded by a gasp from his friend and a throb from the cock.  Tentatively he
kissed the spongy, purplish head and then wrapped his mouth around it, tasting
a boy cock for the first time. His tongue lapped around the shaft and tasted
the inside of Adrian's loose foreskin as he continued probing his friend's
asshole.  His finger was now almost completely buried inside the tight hole
and he wiggled it around as he sucked and licked away at the wonderful dick.
He could feel the captive body twitching as he continued with his
ministrations.

Adrian was rocking gently from one foot to the other, he'd never imagined
things would have been as good as this.  Not only was his friend causing
unbelievable  feelings in his cock but was even playing with his asshole.
He'd never thought of this part of his body from a sex point of view,
something he now realised had been a mistake as the sensations he was getting
from the finger moving around inside his very depths were heightening
everything.  He clenched his buttocks feeling the muscle of his ass tighten
against the finger that was still prodding the walls of his asshole and
writhed as the mouth around his cock moved over the throbbing organ.  However
he knew that if he didn't do something soon he'd cum before he'd had a chance
to try sucking cock for himself.

"Matt, please stop for a moment", he begged and his friend, reluctantly
released the rigid rod from his mouth and slid his finger from the warm
asshole.

"Why, what's the matter?" he asked, sounding woried.

"Nothing's the matter but I need to do something to you before I shoot my
load, you silly sod!".

Matt grinned at the frustration in his friends voice and stood up.  "I'm
really sorry", he said, laughingly, "I was having so much fun I didn't think."

Before he'd even finished the sentence Adrian was kneeling in front of him
grabbing his jockeys and drawing them quickly off so he could stare at Matt's
swaying dick.  He gazed at the lovely, slim, 5" piece of stiff flesh
surrounded by a small, tight foreskin and gently leaned forward and licked the
head experimentally. It tasted like he had imagined it would when he had
earlier caught the scent through Matt's jockeys.  His hands wandered over the
soft ass cheeks and, remembering the recent finger in his ass, turned his
friend around so he could examine his fleshy rear properly.  He'd never really
looked at another boys ass before, sure he'd seen them when they showered
after games but he'd never paid much attention - until now. He stroked the
tight mound of flesh and he ran one finger along the crack between them.
Then, grasping a cheek with each hand he moved them apart until he could the
small, hairless, puckered hole peering out from widening crack.  Adrian licked
the cheeks around the crack and then started pushing his tongue between them
until the tip came into contact with the tight hole.  He licked around it and
once he realised it didn't taste at all bad pushed his tongue into the hole
until he felt it being clamped by the muscle. 

"Uh that's nice", came a surprised voice.

Adrian reached around his friend until he found his cock and, with his tongue
still flicking around his asshole, took hold of the slim dick and started to
gently masturbate it, feeling the foreskin slide along the shaft with the
movement of his hands.  He continued doing this for a few minutes, his other
hand rubbing Matt's leg, occasionally creeping up to the tightening balls.  It
was with some reluctance that he withdrew his tongue, turned his friend around
again and started to take his cock into his waiting mouth.  As he felt the
hardness slipping past his wet lips and smelt the aroma of boy cock and lust
he thrust a hand between Matt's legs, into the crack of his ass and then,
finding the tight, moist ring, pushed a finger through the pliable muscle.
His friend grasped as the finger penetrated and Adrian felt the ass ring
tighten around his finger. As he sucked up and down the whole five inches of
Matt's cock he kept fucking his ass with his finger feeling the warm body
responding to the stimulation.

By now Matt was dizzy with pleasure.  The blow job of the night before had
been great but compared to this...  He could feel his cum filled balls
starting to tighten and he put his hands on Adrian's shoulders and gently
pushed him back.

"Listen, for our first time I want us both to cum in each others mouth. It
just feels the right thing."

"Oh fuck, yes", mumbled Adrian as he took his mouth away from the slippery
cock.  Quickly both boys  went and laid on the mattress, their heads opposite
each others erections and without another word started sucking each other as
if there was no tomorrow.  As if by telepathy they each slipped a hand between
the others legs and burrowed between their ass cheeks until they could both
ram a finger into the others waiting asshole.  They sucked away furiously and
Matt could feel the already large prick in his mouth swelling even more and
knew that his friend was about to cum.  At the other end Adrian was getting
similar thoughts and he started pushing his cock further into Matt's mouth and
at the same time rammed his finger as deep as he could into the boys squirming
ass.  Mark moaned and started fucking Adrian's mouth with his slim dick,
frantically pushing his finger in and out of his friends ass in rhythm.

Simultaneously both bodies tensed and pressed together as their cocks finally
started to shed their pent up loads.  Matt felt his mouth filling with the
warm  spunk that was now spurting from Adrian's dick and he swallowed
hungrily, the taste making him hornier still. Meanwhile Adrian was also at
breaking point as the jets of Matt's hot, creamy cum spattered into his mouth.
He sucked on the jerking dick, trying to squeeze every last drop from it and
as he felt his own juice spasming into Matt's warm, willing mouth he almost
fainted.  It seemed like the whole experience lasted minutes instead of a few
seconds but finally both boys collapsed on the mattress, panting wildly, each
still with a finger in the others ass.  As they got their breath back Adrian
slid his ass from his friends finger and knelt up, withdrawing his own finger
as he did so.  He knelt over his friend who was smiled up at him, his lips
sticky with Adrian's cum. Matt stared at his friend adoringly and reaching up
a hand slowly pulled him towards him until their spunk stained mouths met.
Their tongues explored each other gently, the remaining cum in each mouth
mingling together as they kissed, their half soft cocks rubbing together, the
shafts glistening with a mixture of spunk and saliva. 

Eventually they drew apart.

"That was the best yet", Adrian sighed, one hand stroking Matt's hair.  Matt
smiled happily at the touch and closed his eyes.

"I wish we could stay here together for ever", he replied but they both knew
that soon they would be back among the hustle and bustle of the other boys.

There was a moments silence that was broken by a sudden giggle.

"I just hope we don't have cream for tea" Adrian gurgled and his friend burst
out laughing.

Their laughter echoed around the room as they reluctantly started to  prepare
to become "innocent" schoolboys again.


Matt Cums To School (Part 8)

The next day was a Saturday, the first since Matt had arrived at Marlbi
College and when he awoke he was struck by the unusual silence.  He checked
his watch in case he'd woken up early and then remembered that the wake up
bell was an hour later at weekends as there were no lessons, only some
inter-school sports fixtures which he wasn't involved in.  He lay contentedly,
eyes closed, his  mind flicking back to the momentous events of the day before
when he and Adrian had 'cemented' their relationship.  He could feel himself
getting hard at the memory but resisted the urge to start rubbing his cock
under the bedclothes.

Matt remained in this sleepy stupor for some time listening to the, now
familiar, sounds of the other boys starting to wake up. He felt as if he could
stay like this for hours but even as the thought crossed his mind something
large and soft landed across his face.  He grabbed it, sat up abruptly and
stared at the object that had so rudely interrupted his reverie. It was a
pillow!  Matt looked up and saw Adrian standing across the room, his bed now
lacking a pillow.

"Get up you lazy bugger" his friend shouted.  "It's Saturday.  No lessons and
lots to do"

Matt flung the pillow back at Adrian and rubbed his eyes.

"What d'you mean, lots to do?" he queried.  "What have we got to do today?"

"Have fun, of course", came the enthusiastic reply.  "Now get out of your pit
and get dressed."

Adrian's enthusiasm was infectious and so Matt did what he was told, had a
quick piss, wash and shave and then got dressed.  Being Saturday the boys
could wear what they liked so Matt got out his favourite jeans and T-Shirt and
put them on.  By the time he was ready the others were starting to go down to
the dining room for breakfast and so he joined Adrian, who had been waiting
impatiently, and the two of them joined the others.

Over breakfast he learned that when the weather was nice some of the boys went
to a nearby stream to swim and that was the plan this morning.  It sounded
good to him and he asked who would be going.  Adrian pointed them out and Matt
saw they included the two he had met earlier in the week, Ian Darke and Ricky
Bennett.  There were also a couple of others that he knew by sight, Clive
Ostler and Steve Adair, but although they were in most of his classes he
hadn't really spoken to them yet.

Breakfast finished, the six boys returned to the dormitory and grabbed towels
and bathing trunks, all chattering at the same time so it was difficult to
separate one conversation from another.  Matt thought he heard the word
"prick" but it was impossible to be sure so he just grabbed his own bathing
things and joined the others.  Leaving the main school building, having
collected pre-arranged packed lunches from the dining room, the boys started
walking through the school grounds and Matt walked with Adrian, looking around
with interest as they reached a section he hadn't yet been to.

The well tended grass and sports areas were surrounded by a wooded area and it
was into this that they were now going.  The sun was already beating down
despite the relatively early hour and Matt wiped a hand across his slightly
sweating forehead. Of course, being boys they didn't just walk to their
destination, they got diverted when things along the walk caught their eyes
and generally fooled around so that the journey to the stream probably took
twice as long as it should have - but what the hell - they were having fun!
It also gave Matt the chance to examine the two boys he hadn't really spoken
to or noticed before, Clive Ostler and Steve Adair.  They couldn't have been
more different in appearance as Clive was about the same height as Matt but
quite stocky with brown eyes and dark, curly hair which matched his tanned
looking but actually natural complexion, whereas Steve was taller, pale
complexioned with light blue eyes and extremely blond hair.  Like the others
they were wearing jeans and Matt idly wondered what they would like without
them!

Eventually the path through the trees widened as it reached the riverbank and
Matt saw that a natural pool had formed over the years creating a natural
swimming area.  There were several worn tracks to the edge of the pool where
countless boys had run and jumped in over the years and the whole place had an
atmosphere of tranquillity.

"Come on you lazy sods", Ian Darke shouted as he dropped his towel wrapped
bundle on the ground and started undressing.  The others were quick to follow
suit and  Matt took the opportunity of sneaking quick glances at the others as
they removed various items of clothing and as Steve Adair, still wearing his
T-Shirt, slipped off his jockeys and put in his swim trunks Matt caught a
brief glimpse of soft dick and pubic hair than vanished all too quickly as
Steve's blue trunks covered the tantalising sight.

All too soon, from Matt's point of view, everyone was changed and they moved
to the edge of the water in a loose group and stared at it, no-one making any
move to actually jump in. 

"Looks a bit cold, doesn't it", Ian said and the others agreed silently.  (As
is often the case, the idea of plunging into a river on a hot day is a great
one, until you're actually ready to do it.)  Matt was standing at one end of
the lone of boys, wondering if they'd ever actually swim, when a hand struck
him in the middle of the back, propelling him foreword off the bank and into
the waiting water. His arms flailed as he fell and he just managed to draw a
breath before he went under.  The first touch of the water was a shock as it
was colder than it looked and as Matt's head broke through the surface he
heard boyish laughter coming from his friends.

"You bastards" he shouted, good naturedly, and started splashing water towards
them.  This provoked an immediate reaction as the other started jumping in
doing their best to land as near to him as possible so that each time one of
the almost naked bodies  struck the water a wave of water engulfed Matt. He
retaliated as best he could by trying to grab people and shove them under but
as soon as he grabbed one boy he would be enveloped in another surge of water
as someone else jumped in.  The scene soon developed into a kind of 'water
wrestling' as the group play fought in constantly changing pairs. Matt found
himself grappling with Steve Adair, the very blond boy he had noticed earlier,
and as they thrashed around in the water, arms wrapped around each other both
trying to get the upper hand, Matt felt his trunk covered crotch pressing
against his opponents hard enough to feel the soft bulge of the enclosed cock.
At the touch he started to get hard and he struggled desperately to draw away
before Steve noticed but the other boy was holding him too tightly as he tried
to force Matt's head under water. As the disobedient 5" shaft continued to
stiffen Matt could feel it pressing into the front of his swim trunks where
they were close up against Steve and he know there was no way the other boy
wouldn't notice.  The worry about his hard on distracted him sufficiently to
allow Steve to get the other hand and Matt found himself completely submerged
as Steve pushed him under before releasing him and swimming away laughing.

Matt surfaced feeling relieved as his cock was now fully hard and pushing out
the stretchy material of his trunks.  However, before he could marshal his
thoughts he was grabbed  from behind, wet arms enveloping his making any
useful movement virtually impossible.  His back was pressing hard against
someone's naked chest and he could feel his ass brushing against their crotch
which, he realised, wasn't feeling as soft as it should!  Even as the thought
crossed his mind he felt the crotch get even less soft until there was a
definite hard cock pushing against his ass.  Whoever was holding him tightened
their grip and thrust gently forwards so their enclosed cock rubbed against
Matt which had the affect of making his own stiff shaft even stiffer.  Matt
flexed his shoulders trying to wriggle free so he could discover who was
holding him and, feeling a slight weakening in the grip thrust forward,
causing the person behind him to let go.  Matt spun round as fast as he could
in the water but all he saw were Adrian, Ian and Ricky involved in a 'group'
wrestle and, slightly further away Steve and Clive were similarly involved.
Even as he watched both groups split, turned and started towards him.  Matt
started to swim to the bank but was soon overtaken and found himself held
tightly  by several wet arms as the others crowded around him.  He could feel
various parts of various bodies touching him and every now and then a hand
would brush against the front of his swim trunks, lightly touching his still
rigid prick.  At one point a hand even slipped inside the back of his trunks
and fondled his ass briefly.  The constant brushing of bodies against him was
making Matt really horny and what wasn't helping was that swim trunks crammed
with stiff dicks kept touching against his hands which were pinned to his
sides. 

Eventually he felt himself being pushed towards the bank and released and he
pulled himself out of the water.  The others did the same until all six boys
were standing on the bank, their skins wet and glistening and, Matt noticed,
noticeable bulges in the crotches of their swim trunks. His own hard on was
almost painfully tight and pressing against the tight material of his swim
trunks and he slyly slid a hand down to try to ease the pressure.

"Anyone mind if I strip off to get dry", he heard a voice and realised it was
Ian Darke.

"Sounds like a good idea to me", Steve replied and, without further
hesitation, both boys took hold of their wet trunks and slipped them off.
Matt flicked his tongue over his dry lips as he stared at the two of them, now
stark naked and exhibiting extremely stiff cocks.  Ian's was circumcised,
about the same size as Matt's and was surrounded by a small but thick patch of
black pubic hair while Steve's was longer by around half an inch as well as
being thicker.  His pubes were very blonde, just like the rest of his
colouring.  Matt swallowed as he stared at the two cocks, waving slightly when
their owners moved, and then looked to see the reactions of the others.  Like
him they were staring at Steve and Ian but then Adrian started removing his
trunks, quickly followed by Ricky and Clive.  Not wanting to be the 'odd one
out' Matt decided he's better do the same and it wasn't long before all six of
them were bollock naked. As the others seemed to be looking at each other
unselfconsciously he did the same, looking with interest at the, until then,
unseen dicks now open to scrutiny. Clive Ostler had a nice, uncircumcised 5.5
inches which was pointing slightly upwards, the foreskin only  half covering
his slightly purple dick head and as Matt looked Clive gave it a slight
squeeze, causing a drop of clear liquid to appear from the piss slit. Feeling
his balls throb at this sight Matt quickly turned his attention to Ricky's
which was a different matter altogether. The boy was slightly built and his
circumcised cock was the same, a fraction under 5 inches and slim with a
beautifully shaped head.  Matt decided he'd love to suck it some time - in
fact he'd like to get 'better acquainted' with all of them.  These feelings
didn't in any way diminish the way he felt for Adrian, they were more
schoolboy lust and in any case, judging from the way Adrian's dick was
sticking up he wanted some fun as well!

"Fancy playing a game to warm up?", Ricky suggested.

"Yes, the biscuit game" came the joint shout from Adrian, Ian and Steve.

"Anyone got a biscuit?" was the next question.

Matt had already looked in his packed lunch and knew there were a couple of
biscuits in it so he told the others this who asked him to get one of them.
Thoroughly mystified, Matt went to his bundled towel, unrolled it and
unwrapped his packed lunch.  He quickly found one of the digestive biscuits it
contained and took it back to the others, wondering what the hell the biscuit
game was.  He soon found out!

Steve took the proffered biscuit and placed it on the ground.  Then he and the
others formed a circle around the biscuit in which Matt, still puzzled,
joined.  Steve looked around at the others, waiting expectantly, cocks stiffly
jutting out in front of them.

"Right", he said.  "When I say 'GO' we'll start wanking.  Remember when you
cum you have to get at least some of  it on the biscuit."

"How do you win?" Matt asked nervously, excited by Steve's description of the
game.  The others laughed.

"It's more a question of who loses", Adrian told him, grinning. "The last
person to cum has to eat the biscuit!"

Before Matt could say anything Steve shouted "GO" and, in unison, five hands
grabbed five rigid dicks and started wanking away.  The sixth, Matt, was
slightly slower starting but he soon joined in, not wanting to be the one who
ate the biscuit.  The sight of five other boys stroking their cocks made Matt
light-headed, Steve had his fist wrapped around his shaft and on each upward
stroke his foreskin completely covered his glistening cock head which then
revealed itself fully on each downward stroke when the loose foreskin slid
right back.  Drops of pre-cum were oozing out of his piss slit as he slid his
hand up and down, his eyes half closed in enjoyment.  Ricky, on the other
hand, just used his thumb and forefinger and just moved his hand a short
distance with each stroke so the fingers rubbed against the base of his
circumcised dick head. Ian, although also cut used his whole hand like Steve
but his movements were faster, as if he was doing the wanking equivalent of
the 100 metres.  The purplish head of his prick bobbed gently as his hand
blurred up and down his stiff shaft.

Matt could feel his balls starting to throb as he turned his gaze on Clive who
was jerking off furiously, stopping every now and again to rub his thumb over
his pre-cummed piss slit so that he spread the clear, sticky liquid over the
head of his cock.  Finally Matt looked at his friend, and love, Adrian,
watching him adoringly as he furiously masturbated, his foreskin almost a blur
in his determination not to cum last.  Matt knew from the throbbing in his own
prick he was going to cum in a few seconds but before he could reach his peak
he heard a slight moan and turning his head saw Ricky move foreword and kneel
over the biscuit.  Just as he reached his intended position his dick jerked
and a few small gobs of white liquid spattered from his piss slit onto the
ground.  A couple of them managed to hit the biscuit, leaving white, liquid
patches on the light brown surface.  Watching the other boy cum was enough for
Matt and he stumbled towards the biscuit as he felt his spunk starting to
spurt.  In his haste and climax most of his hot cream landed on Ricky's
shoulder but luckily the last spurt hit the biscuit, mixing with the cum
already on it.  As if it was contagious, matt sensed more movement and then,
almost in unison Ian, Steve, Clive and Adrian were by him, forming a sweaty,
throbbing circle over the now damp biscuit, all now furiously pulling at their
respective pricks.

The four of them were desperately trying not to be the last to hit the biscuit
but someone had to be and it wasn't long before Adrian's cock started
ejaculating its cum load, spraying wildly around as it pumped.  Adrian just
managed to gather his senses enough to aim and squeeze the last white drops
over the biscuit, getting in the path of Clive's sperm which now started
jetting from his shiny dick, successfully covering the biscuit with hot, salty
cream.  He was almost immediately followed by Ian who watched in satisfaction
as both of his blobs of cum hit the target.

So Steve had lost!   He didn't seem too worried, Matt thought, as he watched
the blond boy reach out, grab the spunk sodden biscuit with his free hand and
cram it into his mouth.  He knelt in front of the others, his face screwed up
in pleasure, white trails of the others spunk dribbling from his biscuit and
cum filled mouth as his cock finally discharged its own load of juice.  The
first spray shot wildly over the short gap between his cock and Matt,
spattering onto his thighs and balls and then, as Steve swallowed the cum mix
he groaned loudly and his next spurt went even further forward.  He kept
pumping at his throbbing prick and Mat felt himself getting slightly hard as
he stared at the excited boy, squeezing the last drops of cum from his dick as
he licked the cum trails on his face. By the time he had finished Matt noticed
that all the others were semi-hard, despite only just having cum.

Steve finally collapsed on the ground.

"Oh Shit", that was really something", he muttered.

Clive laughed, one hand  gently squeezing his own cock.

"I hope you realise it's only 10:30", he remarked.  "We've got hours more yet
to.. have fun!"

To be continued. . .

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