Date: Mon, 28 Aug 2006 09:14:38 +0000 From: Robert Arnold Subject: The Bored Boarder (Part 6) The Legal Stuff: - We must keep everyone happy so here is the mundane warning that if you are not old enough to read the following type of stories or it is illegal in your area to read such things DON'T. The following is a complete work of fiction, borne out of my over imaginative mind. The story revolves around young boys and covers all aspects of sex between them. If you enjoy it please let me know at doctor_nobody@hotmail.co.uk because there could be plenty more if you want it! THE BORED BOARDER by doctor_nobody@hotmail.co.uk THE BORED BOARDER (part 6) "You can tell the little runt outside that he can come in as you leave." Blake told Harris and Harris realised that this way the Blake's way of telling him that they had concluded business for today and to piss off. As Harris left he told Hammond that he was to go back in and making his way back to his own room Harris made a detour to the toilets knowing that he had to void the spent cum up his pooper before it all leaked out and stained his shorts. Harris had just finishing his poop and was about to leave the cubicle he was in when he heard the door to the toilets open. Harris decided to wait a moment or two to allow the person to go about his business as he did not want to bump into one of the more undesirable boys at the school. After all, there was certainly nowhere to hide if he ventured out and found it was one of those he did not want to meet. The row of cubicles were 5 long and Harris was in trap number 2 and he heard someone enter one further along, possibly 4 or 5. He waited until there was silence, indicating that the boy had sat to do his business before deciding to leave his own cubicle. At least this should give him sufficient time to reach the door before the other boy could get out of his own cubicle and corner him if it was indeed one of the less salubrious boys. Silently Harris opened the door, hoping above hope that the hinges were well oiled and did not squeak, and tiptoed towards the door. He was just about to open it when he heard sniffling coming from the locked cubicle. He did not know how he knew but Harris knew that it was one of the younger boys in there, possibly crying for some reason or another. Throwing caution to the wind Harris crossed over and tentatively knocked on the door and asked the occupant if everything was OK? "Who's that?" a startled high pitched voice answered from inside the cubicle. "It's Harris" Harris replied, "anything wrong in there" he asked trying to sound as concerned as he was. "Oh, hello Harris" the boy responded, "it's Jevons" the boy added. Harris racked his brains thinking who the young boy was and then it clicked into place. Jevons was a 11-year-old blond boy. Harris recalled how sweet he thought the boy looked when he had seen him in passing at the dining hall. "Why you crying Jevons?" Harris asked. The only response that Jevons made were a few sniffles. Harris thought that the boy was not going to answer him but then the door to the cubicle opened and standing there was the blond boy that Harris remembered. It was abundantly clear from the streaks down his face that Jevons had been crying. He looked so small and helpless standing there and Harris felt like putting his arm around the boys shoulders to comfort him but decided against it in case the boy got the wrong impression by this action. After all, Jevons had immediately known who Harris was. Well, everyone in the school knew of Harris and his reputation. Jevons stopped his sniffling and looked up at Harris. Harris did not know then but the boy was deciding whether to tell what was wrong or not and considering what had happened to him who better to talk to than Harris. It seemed like an eternity the two of them stood there without a word being uttered. "I-I-It was Eugene Butler" Jevons said and Harris immediately knew that no further explanation was needed as to why Jevons was so stressed. Eugene Butler had a reputation greater in the school than Harris's but for a different reason. Butler was one of the eldest boys in the school, and head prefect to boot, and was in the habit of deflowering young boys, the younger the better as far as Butler was concerned, and he was not gentle with it either. Jevons seemingly relieved to actually be talking about it continued, "He put his willy up my bum and hurt me. He said that he would beat me up if I were ever to tell what he did to me." Jevons concluded, stifling more sniffles as he spoke. Harris felt really sorry for Jevons. It was most probably the first time the young boy had ever been fucked and Butler was not exactly small in the willy department either as Harris knew from the, thankfully, few occasions that he had been unfortunate enough to find himself with Butler's tool in his mouth. Harris was on the old side for Butler to fuck but he was always handy to drain Butler's sac if the head prefect couldn't find a young arse to deflower. Harris thought for a moment wondering how he could help Jevons. He knew from the recollection of his first few times that Jevons must be in great pain. To have a willy rammed up your bum for the first time is painful enough without it being a big one like Butler sported. Harris suddenly remembered that he still had the tube of KY jelly in his pocket from when he had just serviced Blake and thought that it might take away a bit of the pain and discomfort that Jevons was suffering. Taking out the tube he showed it to Jevons. "If you put some of this up your bum hole it will help take some of the pain away." Harris said as he handed Jevons the tube. "I-I-I wont be able to see what I am doing." Jevons answered him. "Could you help me?" Jevons added. Now as much as Harris loved to suck willies and get fucked he was not into the younger boys like some of the others were and was a little hesitant. But realising that Jevons must be in some great discomfort to ask for help in such a situation Harris felt like he had to assist Jevons. "Ok," Harris said as Jevons handed him back the tuber of jelly. Jevons began to undo his trousers and lowered them. Then he pulled down his pants and turned around so that Harris could easily apply the jelly. Glancing down Harris noticed that Jevons white pants were discoloured at the back with what he could only imagine was a combination of Butlers cum and a mixture of blood from where he had been so cruelly violated. There were smears of blood on the insides of Jevons thighs and telling Jevons to part his cheeks so that he could put the jelly on the affected area Harris saw the aftermath of what Butler had done to the poor kid. Jevons puckered little hole was all red and inflamed from the brutal deflowering he had suffered at the hands, or should it be willy, of Butler. Unscrewing the tube of jelly Harris applied some to his index finger. "This may hurt a little but I will be as gentle as I can be, ok?" Harris said to Jevons and the young boy simply nodded his head in understanding. Very gently Harris began to apply the jelly to Jevons abused anus, carefully inserted his greased finger inside the young boys hole. Jevons winced and let out a gasp as he felt the intrusion of Harris's finger but allowed Harris to continue. As Harris worked away the pain and discomfort that Jevons had felt seemed to ease somewhat as the jelly seemed to have an soothing effect on his anus. Harris had been so engrossed in carefully administering the jelly that he had not heard the door open and was frightened out of his life when suddenly a voice boomed out "And what, pray tell me, is going on here then?" A startled Harris spun round to see who it was and was greeted with the sight of Mr Baxter, the geography teacher. Are you enjoying it so far? Either way please let me know at doctor_nobody@hotmail.co.uk where I will answer all comments and gleefully relegate all flames to the recycle bin.