Date: Fri, 17 Aug 2018 01:40:54 +0200 From: Little Charlie Subject: Memories of an English boarding school 1 This is the first time I have ever tried writing this story Back in the early 80s I was sent to a minor English public school to board as an innocent young boy. Being together with boys my age I learnt lots of words I didn't know the meaning of and some things I never imagined people would do. There were innocent jokes in the first year if someone got a hard-on in the dormitory or in the showers after rugby and many announcements by others they could cum. I have no idea if they could or not. By the time we reached the 2nd year only one or 2 were still shy but the rest had no problem with being seen naked, my interest in cocks increased as myself and the others developed. So many different sizes and types. Anyway back to the story. One Saturday afternoon I decided to have a bath. (Each dormitory had a bathroom with 1 toilet 3 urinals and 4 baths down the corridor) After getting my towel, shampoo and soap I went to the bathroom and saw my friend Steve was already in a bath. I picked a bath next to his as it would be easier to chat. After washing myself I was sitting sideways in the bath with my legs hanging over the side , I must have said something silly as Steve threw his shampoo bottle at me while laughing with me. He asked for it back. I said "you threw it you get it" He didn't know it had landed between my legs but he reached in and touched my cock as he got the bottle. When he had it back he asked "Was that your finger" I replied "It might have been you can check again if you want to." This time I lifted my arms out of the bath as he reached in. I wasn't sure what would happen next but to make it easier my hips this time. He again reached in and it didn't take long for him to find my hard-on and gently held it. He stopped moving maybe waiting for me to flinch but I didn't but said "You still think it is my finger" I must admit I was shaking with nerves as I knew what we were doing was naughty but it felt so good. He didn't reply, just spent a few minutes exploring my cock and balls before taking his hand out and saying "Do you want a go?" I manoeuvred myself to be at a better angle to reach into his bath. Once my hand was under the water I found he was as hard as I was. I was amazed how hard but still soft it was as I gently stroked him then fondles his balls then going back to his long foreskin. After what felt like 2 seconds but must have been 5 minutes we heard the outer door opening so had time to be lying in our baths on our fronts chatting before someone came in to use the toilet. The guy who had come in to use the toilet finished his business and reminded us that tea was being served so we better hurry up as he was going to it and were we going with him? We got out of the baths hiding our now reducing hard-ons and turned away to dry ourselves with only a glance of each other's arses and went down to have our tea. Would Steve want to do it again? Did I really like it? What if we got caught? What does his cock look like close-up ? All the questions were running through my mind for the rest of the evening. Part 2 to follow Hopefully this reads well and let me know your comments (positive or negative) or even share your experiences. I will reply to all Littlecharlieuk@mail.com