Date: Sat, 20 Dec 2008 03:22:17 -0800 (PST) From: Ami Subject: Brief Encounters Chapter 3 Brief Encounters Chapter 3 -- Discoveries Miss Jameson was marking some books when the boys knocked and entered the room. She had actually forgotten the boys were coming to see her and had not prepared any extra work for them. "Ah, boys," she said, thinking quickly, "I've got just the job for you... and, I think it will take up your next few lunch breaks... it'll give you time to think about improving your behaviour in class." "Yes, Miss..." they said wondering what was in store for them. "Come along then, this way..." she said, walking out of the room and off down the corridor. The boys followed, looking at each other and wondering what the punishment was going to be -- still, anything had to be better than Miss Jameson telling their parents. "Here we are." said Miss Jameson, arriving at a locked door and searching on her bunch of keys for the right one. "Ah, right there we go.." Tom looked at Alex, neither of them had never been near the room before and they wondered what it could possibly be. "Now, boys..." she said opening the door "phew, it could do with a bit of air in here!" A strange musty smell mixed with the aroma of what smelt like dirty socks came drifting out "Yuk!!" exclaimed Alex wrinkling up his nose. "Yes, I thought you would like this.." said Miss Jameson smiling sweetly "in case you have not guessed it's the lost property room. I want you two to sort everything into piles of the same sort of thing so we can put anything that's any good out for sale at the next PTA jumble sale." "Phheww... what a smell..." said Tom "it looks like it's all a load of old rubbish and old gym kit!" "Exactly..." said Miss Jameson "and, when its sorted we can then throw out all the rubbish. You two can do this every day this week until it's completed to my satisfaction. You can finish five minutes before afternoon classes start and then find me to lock up." "Yes Miss" said Tom "when was it last done Miss?" "I don't think it ever has been, do you?" replied Miss Jameson "and I've been teaching here over five years, so this is your chance to show me you can do a good job. Eh?" "Yes Miss" said Tom and looked round at Alex, "well come on then lets get started." "How ?" said Alex, as Miss Jameson walked off smiling to herself, "it's a bloody disaster area!" "Well... uummm, what about.. err, if we sort all the stinking clothes out from the other stuff and then we can sort the really shitty stuff out." "Ok, then .." said Alex, not very enthusiastically " hey, I `spose if we sort the stinking clothes first then that might get rid of the smell in here." "Yeah, lets do it then" said Tom " put `em on this box then it'll be easier to sort out.. reckon we ought to have pile of girls and a pile of boys stuff?" "Yer," "said Alex adding hopefully, "wonder if we'll find anything... you know... exciting things like.. umm girls knickers or bra's...anything... even boys things... ha-ha!" Tom's face lit up "You reckon we will? Maybe there's some boys stuff here like ummm... jockstraps, pants, underwear... and all that stuff!" His voice tailed off when he realised what he had just said. "What? " said Alex surprised and turning to Tom "Hey... you dirty sod, you want to look for boys clothes... jockstraps... pants... why? Hey... I know! It turns you on don't it? Then you can you get a boner -- it does don't it???" "Oh shit, " said Tom quietly and started turning red in the face yet again, he had been caught out and he knew it. "You dirty bugger!!! " exclaimed Alex walking over to him "that's it isn't it? You like boys... and you really like undies don't you? Hey.....so that's why you are always looking round the clothes in changing room at the gym... isn't it? Now I know why... I've seen you do that at least a few times now.. shit you dirty sod!!" Tom's face couldn't go any redder, he didn't know what to do. The seconds passed and it seemed like an age to him. Eventually he turned and looked towards Alex and eventually blurted out " Oh, Alex...I ... I ... well...I suppose I do...I like boys... at least I think I do.. oh shit, I know I do!!" Alex stepped closer, Tom looked as though he was going to cry. Alex asked quietly, "Tom, is that why you let me hold your prick earlier `cause, I'm a boy?" "Yeah..." replied Tom looking at the floor his eyes now beginning to fill with tears "and you're my best mate ... and ..I . oh, I've been trying to tell you... but I thought if I told you I liked boys and that, you wouldn't wanna to speak me again... I didn't know what... or how to say anything... and then... today it all just sorta happened... and... and I was so happy..." "Uuummm... yes... it did didn't it? Well..... uummm..." said Alex, "Tom, now here listen..., come over here..." "What? Why? " said Tom dejectedly tears starting to run down his cheeks "it's over isn't it? You ain't gonna be my best mate any more are you? You hate me now.. don't you...you don't fuckin' want me... do you..... it's `cause I've said I like boys !" Alex stepped over the pile of sticking football boots that separated them and stood next to Tom, then he put his right arm round his shoulder and looked him in the face. "Tom, don't be fucking stupid." he said quietly "Do you think I would have let you hold my prick like that if I hadn't wanted you to? I wanted you hold it! I've wanted you to hold it and me to hold yours. Nobody has ever touched me there before... let alone held it... I really wanted you to do it!" "You mean..." said Tom hopefully, looking back into Alex's face "that you don't mind that I like boys and that? Honestly ?" "No...no, not at all" replied Alex smiling in an attempt to suppress a few tears of his own, "in fact I'm pleased `cause I don't like girls very much... they're silly and always pissing me about... here, don't forget I got a sister nearly two years older so I should know!" "But what about that stuff you said about finding girls clothes and that?" "Oh, nothing really...I just thought I should say that! But...I ..do... uummm ...errr... I do have a look in the laundry basket at home...just to see things...well why not!" said Alex, it was now his turn to look at the floor "but I was just sorta testing to see what you would say... and you said it didn't you?" "Said what...?" asked Tom, "Oh shit... yes, that I liked boys stuff, the undies and that..." "Yeah... `cause its what we both like isn't it?" said Alex, his own prick was almost hard, he moved a little closer so his left hand could cup the front of Tom's shorts, "you see, I've.. errrrrr... being watching other boys a bit.. 'cause I know you do and, and I didn't know how to say anything to you. " "Really...? " said Tom, his red eyes wide open in amazement. "Yes," said Alex now a deep shade of crimson , "and... and... oh shit I'll say it..." "Say what?" asked Tom looking at him. "It's hard to say... errr..." stuttered Alex, "ummm ... the truth is I keep having these thoughts about what it would be like to get you to... ummmm... undress me and play with my prick till I get that feeling!" . "Fuck!!!" said Tom. He flinched and thought for a few seconds, "Ohhh yeah... I'd like to do it as well " he said smiling "ooohh Alex... I'm so, so happy..." "I am now! " replied Alex "I really am `cause I was like you, afraid it would end." As he did so he dropped his right hand down to push on Tom's pert little buttocks so that his body was now sandwiched between Alex's hands back and front. "Tom," he continued, pushing on Tom's groin "can I feel something happening here?" Tom stood there rooted to the spot. Even in his wildest bedtime fantasies when he would squeeze his cock relentlessly had he envisaged anything as horny as this. Indeed something was happening, his cock was rapidly becoming erect, pressing outwards though his briefs and grey trousers into the palm of Alex's left hand. Alex responded by applying a gentle but regular pushing movement through the layers of clothing to the hot flesh beneath. With the combination of their deep friendship and explicit conversation, Alex had lost all remaining inhibitions and was now standing directly behind Tom, gently rubbing the seat of Tom's shorts with his right hand and trying to ascertain the outline of his underpants. He traced the elastic of the briefs with his fingers, first around the seat of the shorts and then moved his hand right up to Tom's waist where he was able to get his hand in between the waistband of the shorts and feel the smooth elastic of the briefs. He even went so far as to trace the outline of the makers label sewn to the waistband. Then, back down to the leg openings by Tom's crutch and on following the elastic up to the top of the leg openings which were just about level with the trouser pocket openings. It didn't take Alex too long to find his way into Tom's right hand pocket, his fingers still tracing their way over the elasticated material down to where he eventually found Tom's straining cock separated only by the briefs and pocket itself. With his left hand still rubbing the front of the shorts it didn't take Alex very long to work his right hand under the tight elastic of the leg opening. Then, it was only the thin trouser pocket lining material that was separating him from Tom's hard cock. "Oooohhh...shit..." was all Tom could utter breathing quickly, as Alex's hand in the trouser pocket triggered his second dry orgasm of the day. Alex, was himself on the verge of a dry orgasm -- although, neither boy knew them as that, more of just that 'nice warm feeling' -- he could now feel every detail of Tom's rock hard prick and tight little scrotum through the thin pocket material and also, that like himself, Tom was circumcised. His left hand, which had been pressing on the front of Tom's shorts had undone the zip, was now inside the fly and really squeezing the absolutely rigid member through the soft briefs. He then started a little routine, first by reaching up to the elastic waistband and pulling it down so he was able to grasp Tom's cock. After a few squeezes he would pull the pants back up and allow a couple of fingers to find their way through the piss slit at the front of the briefs to stroke the head of Tom's little cock. With his other hand still deep in the right hand trouser pocket and under the tight elastic of the leg opening and massaging the hot shaft, Tom was pretty much on the edge of another orgasm. Alex would have dearly loved some physical attention himself, but quite clearly Tom was out of it in a major way, incapable of helping himself to climax, let alone helping Alex! As a desperate second alternative Alex moved his body closer so that his straining prick was now lined up with the crack between Tom's buttocks. Pretty much on the verge of being unable to control his lust, Alex was now giving Tom a sort of rhythmic bear hug shag which enabled him to press his own very rigid four and a bit inches of hot sweaty boyhood through his own shorts and underpants onto the trousers stretched tightly across the inviting crack between Tom's buttocks. If only, Alex thought, we were naked... Since both boys were still at the stage of dry orgasms they were able to climax twice in rapid succession. Eventually their movements slowing down, the sheer mental and physical excitement being too much for them. With some reluctance, Alex withdrew his hands from Tom's fly and trouser pocket and slumped towards the floor exhausted, eventually balancing himself on an old crate. Tom swayed and then sat heavily on the box they had intended piling the clothes onto. Other than the sound of some accelerated breathing virtually a full minute passed before Tom rather breathlessly said "Fuck...!! 'Ere what you done to me knob? It's still tingling and feels it's so hard it'll never go down!" "I dunno! But, shit that was the best thing in my whole life!!" replied Alex who sat there opening and closing his legs though trying to squeeze his balls despite the fact he had both hands clamped over his crutch "And, I'll tell you something else..." "What's that then?" said Tom, smiling looking down on Alex. "Well, " said Alex slowly with broad grin, "your fly is still wide open.... and I can see your white pants so unless you want me to remove 'em you better do that zip up quick!" "Shit!!!" said Tom reaching for the zip, "Oh hell, it hurts to do it up... it's pushing me cock in.. ooohh ... hey... would you really have my pants off?" Alex thought for a second "Yes, I would. I'd undress you slowly and make you do a bit of stuff in just your pants..." "Stuff? Oh, rubbing stuff eh? ... and I thought it was just me...you dirty bastard!" said Tom "anyway the way you're sat right now I can see right up the leg of your shorts to your pants...and they don't look very white to me!!" "Cheeky sod.. " said Alex pulling the leg of his shorts up to expose the discoloured material of his briefs, "No, they ain't very white are they? All my pants are worn out like this... I keep dropping hints to Mum but she goes to work and then forgets. I don't like to keep on about it, it's embarrassing especially with my sister there `cause she thinks its funny. Well, it ain't funny cause the elastics all gone and everything ... I gotta keep pulling 'em back up in case they fall down.... I just need a couple of pairs of new ones ..." "Well these are pretty new," said Tom, " my Mum bought them for this term, but I hate white ones and really wanted some of those new coloured ones... but I can't go shopping for me own for pants. I'm too young and its too embarrassing so I have to wear what she buys me. What about you" "Well, all I know about you and your pants is what I've been able to see when you got changed for gym! And that ain't much... but I reckoned you only got white ones and that's all most of us have got. Our Mum's are crap at things like this, they just buy anything and always bloody white! I reckon our pants are just as fashionable as anything else and all we ever get is these poxy baggy white things that just show up piss stains and skid marks!!" "Oh...Alex you are funny " said Tom, laughing "but you're right! But, what is about things like undies that are so exciting... why do we find 'em such a turn on? Do you think it's `cause they are such a private thing and it's like a big secret as to what you wear?" "Could be, I `spose that you're prick lives in 'em as well! I don't know, but I do like thinking about who wears what under their trousers, I really do.." said Alex putting his right hand up the leg of his sorts and pulling his slightly grey looking briefs down a bit from his ass crack. He laughed "I feel as though I've had a wedgie! And, ... tell you what else, we gotta find out what a wank is `cause whatever it is I'm gonna need to do it soon before my prick explodes!" "Can you do that again, with your pants...?" asked Tom with his hand moving deep in his trouser pocket. "Ooohh, we really got to get to bottom of this wanking thing." "Well, I know then! We'll have to ask that Simon about it then" said Alex as he repeated the exercise with his briefs but adding the bonus of a couple of fingers going past the slack elastic to scratch his hairless little balls "that horny enough for you...now then Tom, my best mate?" he added smiling. "Yes..." said Tom staring down at Alex's open legs "Alex...I'm getting that feeling again...ooohh shit...Ohhh..." "Well you can stop it right now.." said Alex, removing his hand and standing up, his own erection still very prominent, "because we got about four minutes before have to report to Miss Jameson and we ain't done nothing except play with each other!" "This is strange isn't it? " said Tom, "we've known each other as best mates now for well over two years and we've never ever talked about anything like this at all." "Yeah..." said Alex "and in the last fifteen minutes we have found out more about each other than we ever, ever knew before... like you are dirty little randy sod!" "Don't deny it! "said Tom "four minutes...oh fuck!!! Let's just.. ummm...move some stuff around and tell her we were trying to see what was in here..." "Well get yer hands out of your pockets, leave your prick alone and lets get on with it then...!!" said Alex starting to pile stuff up to give the illusion they were hard at it! Luckily for the two boys Miss Jameson was pretty busy and took very little notice of what they had been doing in the storeroom when she came to lock it up, although she did remind them that they were back there tomorrow and every lunch-break until it was tidied to her satisfaction. Out of all the afternoon lessons there was only one where Tom and Alex and Tom could sit together and during that their pricks were as hard and swollen as they could possibly be, not of course that they had been soft at any time since really leaving the storeroom! Sadly, though it was a very busy class and they had no time for anything of a physical nature other than a quick hardness check through their own trouser pocket or a snatched glance down to below the desk to see that both sets of flies were fully extended. Even for these two randy boys, they found it was somewhat embarrassing walking around the school in between lessons with a raging hard-on which, of course, always seemed to be far more noticeable to its owner than anyone else. Although, when they thought about it and looked around, it seemed that most of the boys in the school were in the same predicament and they decided that carrying a bag or books in front had to be a sure sign of a hidden boner! Eventually, and naturally started by Tom, they started really looking to see if their theory was correct and used every possible way to sneak a peep behind the screening object to check out if there was boner hiding there! And, with pubescent boys being pubescent boys, they were usually right finding several barley concealed boners bulging in the grey trousers which of course, only led to further speculation as to the possible cock size and underwear of the owner! >>>>>>>>>> More to follow!!