Date: Tue, 22 Sep 2009 08:09:16 +0100
From: Tom <amias09@fastmail.fm>
Subject: Brief encounters  chap 37

Brief Encounters - the ever continuing saga... eekkk!

First the mandatory warnings and disclaimers - basically don't read this if
the naughty sexual exploits of young teenage schoolboys do not appeal. The
characters depicted are fictional and not intentionally based upon any one
person... although, if you do suddenly find yourself in the middle of the
story just think how lucky you are!

This is ostensibly a work of fiction, albeit with a few memories from my
own school days plus some of the many invariably unspoken fantasies which I
and my "best friends" would only ever rarely admit or allude to when we
were at that very special, trusting and certainly innocent age.

Today, it's very hard to imagine what it was like without the internet to
immediately help conjure up fantasies based on images, webcams, stories or
chat. Our sex lives were entirely dependant upon a very fervent imagination
and thus being able to create our own fantasies usually based on friends
and what we saw happening beneath the desk or in the changing rooms! I make
no excuses for the fact that underwear features prominently in this story,
because quite frankly it did, it was a very visible and tangible connection
between us and our ever developing fascination with sex! It's important to
remember that other than the very rare sexual extrovert, we never dared
mention the subject because we were just too embarrassed and nobody
understood what was happening to us anyway!

You might call it a story about the age of discovery - usually in bed - or
if you shared a bedroom with a brother, then discovery would be in the
bathroom!

Do note, at the time of writing the story itself is not finished and for
better or worse, it has now turned into a work of some length but I will
regularly post updates and there are more than enough pages written to keep
it going! Nifty require a text file so if the formatting or punctuation go
slightly up the creek you now know why! And, also during the writing for
various reason I have had to change character names, so I hope for
continuity they are now correct!

Finally, I hope you enjoy it and please, please do let me have any comments
or suggestions and for some of you I it might even jog a memory or two,
three if you are lucky... I would be intrigued to learn!

Tom email: amias09@fastmail.fm

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Dear Reader(s) do note that next week they may well be no posting as I am
away yet again.

As ever all comments polite and rude welcome.

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Chapter 37 – Payback time


No sooner had the lesson bell rang than Art was preparing to scuttle off
towards the changing rooms. He turned and winked at Martin on the way out
of the classroom knowing full well that Martin didn't want to get involved
with whatever was planned to happen next.

Nigel and Ian, being in a different set had suffered what they thought was
a rather boring history lesson and were now hurrying through the school
towards the gym. It was Art who arrived there first, he listened carefully
at the door before deciding the changing room was empty and it was safe to
enter. Cautiously he pushed the door open and crept inside, the room was
indeed empty other than the unique smell of sweat, pubescent boys and their
clothing. Having now established it would be safe to proceed with the plan
he went back outside to await Nigel and Ian, who were just approaching the
gym area as he appeared out of the changing room.

"It's OK. It's empty so let's get on with it." Art was waving Simon's note
in the air. "And, look here, I've got a note to give leave for Hawkins so
we gotta real excuse to be in there!"

"Fuckin' hell! Wot a bleedin' rush to get here." Nigel was a little out of
breath, "Well, come on then let's get on with it!"

"Jesus... I hope we don't get caught!" Ian was looking around and rapidly
becoming more than a little nervous. "I ain't never done this sort of thing
before."

"Wot, not never?" asked Art, "You ain't never looked through boys stuff and
that in here before?"

"No. I ain't, why would I?" Ian shook his head and sounded really surprised
that anybody would want to look though used clothing, particularly
underwear!

"Once you fuckin' done it, you can't stop!" said Art grinning. "It's so
fuckin' horny looking at all the stuff, you can even see some boys have cum
in their pants!"

Ian blushed and wisely said nothing. Maybe there was more to this than he
thought!

"Well stop fuckin' wittering and let's get on with it!" Nigel nodded
towards the door, "Come on, we can do the whole bleedin' lot it in less
than a minute if we get on with it ."

As Nigel pushed the door open it occurred to him that since Ian was such an
obvious novice at rifling through changing rooms he probably needed some
advice.

"Ian, d'you know that most boys stuff their pants in their trousers so
that's the first place to look. If they ain't there and you don't see 'em
easily, then don't waste any fuckin' time and just get onto the next kids
stuff. You got it?"

"But, that's where I put my pants.. how d'you know that then?" asked Ian
rather naively.

"Fuckin' experience!" said Art laughing." Fuckin' hell, it stinks in here
don't it?"

"Just fuckin' get on with it and shut up!" said Nigel, "Ian you do the
bench over there by the wall and put the pants in the bottom of yer bag,
we'll collect all the rest of 'em in my bag."

Just as Nigel had predicted, it took only about a minute to search and grab
whatever they could from the majority of the sets of clothes that were
hanging up. Iterestingly Ian concluded that his own erection increased in
hardness in proportion to the number of pairs of briefs he was pushing to
the bottom of his bag! Once Nigel had looked down the last bench he wasted
no time in slinging the full bag over his shoulder before leading the way
out of the changing room. They headed very quickly back up the corridor
whilst trying to look as innocent as possible.

"Bloody hell, I never thought we'd be in and out of there in less than a
minute," said Ian, "that's fuckin' amazing."

"I told you we were the fuckin' kiddies!" said Nigel reaching down and
patting him on his bum. "Nice ass! Wot pants you got on? Can I see 'em?"

"It's me fuckin' Wolsey's, now fuck off!" said Ian. He was now smiling,
partly with relief that they had got away without being caught and at the
thought of being inspected by Nigel which was making for yet another
stirring in his briefs!

"Hey, wouldn't you like to be in there when they find wot's been pinched!"
asked Art interrupting.

"Bloody right," said Nigel, "but, you gotta remember it's a couple of them
little bugger's in there that took our stuff in the first place!"

"Hang on, I just had a thought! So, wot we doing with it all now?" asked
Ian who was still rather taken aback at the speed of the operation. This
final part of the plan was the bit that he had never really grasped.

"We're dumping it all in me locker." replied Nigel. "I've cleared a space
but we ain't gonna have time to get there `till after the next lesson are
we?"

"Spose not." said Ian.

"Anyway, we're all in the same set now for maths ain't we?" said Art. "So
just make sure you don't drop some little boys white knickers when you get
yer books out!"

"Oh.. shit! Oh fuck!" it was then Ian realised he had to carry his spoils
with him, "Shit.. so we gotta carry it all about with us for a bit?"

"Course, you dozy sod! Wot d'you expect? We ain't got a fuckin' magic wand
to wave so can fuckin' hide it have we?" said Art laughing.

"Wot if we get caught?" Ian was sounding worried. "I ain't done nothing
like this before!"

"Oh fuckin' hell Ian, you keep on saying that!" said Art, "We know you
ain't done nothing like this before! But just remember we just don't get
fuckin' caught, `cause we're the fuckin' kiddies!"

"You work with us and you'll soon realise we're the fuckin' cream of the
fuckin' cream when it comes to nicking pants!" said Nigel "Ain't we Art?"

"Fuckin' right!" said Art, then he turned and looked rather pointedly at
Ian before he nudged Nigel.

"Now Nige, so, you gonna ask him?"

"Wot!" Ian looked even more nervous than before now sensing that something
else was afoot. Ask him what? What had they got planned for him now!

"It's all right... Ian, don't worry." said Art rather mysteriously, "You
see them luvly little hands of your's that you wank with every night... we
got another job for 'em!"

"Wot!" Ian stuttered and went red with obvious embarrassment. "How d'you
kno..."

"It's all right mate," said Art, "we know you does it a lot every night,
but we won't tell!"

Speechless, Ian went from red to scarlet before realising that Art was just
winding him up and could know absolutely nothing at all about his nocturnal
habits!

"You.. you..."

"Ian, now forget about yer wanking... I got another fuckin' job for you!"
Nigel said ominously, "I been really thinking about it and reckon you're
the only fuckin' one to be able do it."

The from the look on Ian's face he looked scared to death, he felt a knot
in his stomach! What had he got himself into with these two? The last time
he felt like this was when his mother found him trying to wipe something
sticky off the bedroom carpet!

Art looked at Nigel and asked, "We're really gonna do it then?"

Ian looked like a startled rabbit. "Wot?"

"Fuckin' right we are!" Nigel grinned, "But, only if we can get Mr Fuckin'
Chippendale here to help us `cause he's the one clever bugger we're gonna
need for this!"

"Wot? Wot have I got do? I thought wot we just done stealing all this stuff
was all there was to it?" Ian smiled in an attempt to disguise how nervous
he was getting. "Mr Chippendale? Who he? Wot?"

"We'll tell you all about it after this maths lesson, when we've put this
stuff in me locker." said Nigel, "It's all right you don't have to fuckin'
worry.. you'll fuckin' love it!"

"Yeah! We're gonna really have those little fuckers that nicked our pants!"
Art was getting quite animated, "We reckon we know who they are and wot we
done just now is only the fuckin' beginning.. we're gonna make 'em the
laughing stock of the whole fuckin' school!"

Dreading just was he going to have to do next Ian nodded, knowing that
whatever Nigel had in mind for him there would be little chance of backing
out. The only sure thing he did know was that there was no escaping the
combined persuasive powers of both Art and Nigel!

Towards the end of the second games period some twenty plus, hot and sweaty
second-year boys were walking back up the sports field towards the changing
rooms. Wearing their thin, white cotton shorts it was no surprise that
several were trying hide erections beneath the bottom of their regulation
Aertex sports shirts.

The bulge in Tom's shorts was no exception and thinking he felt something
touch his buttocks he turned quickly to see Alex walking very closely
behind with what appeared to be an equally large bulge in the front of his
shorts.

"Wot you gonna do with that then?" whispered Tom looking down at it.

"Probably the same as you," Alex grinned, "I'm gonna try and hide it when
we get back to the changing room!"

"No chance, just look at it!"

"So, wot is it about these shorts that gives us all a hard on?" asked Alex
knowing it happened whenever he wore them!

"I dunno," replied Tom, "the fact we can almost see through `em don't
help. Hey, d'you know what I'd like to do.. I thought about this the other
night in bed."

"Oh yeah," Alex made ring between his thumb and finger, "and I wonder wot
you was doing?"

"You fuckin' know wot I was doing!" Tom giggled, then he leaned over and
whispered in Alex's ear.

"Hey, wot I want to do is," he looked furtively round, "is, to sort of go
for walk in the woods, with like Jimmy, Brian, Simon and that lot and.. you
know the woods by the reservoir. And, and... we all wear these
shorts... but with some pants underneath and.."

"Wow!" Alex`s eyes lit up. "And Martin?"

"Oh yeah, shit I nearly I forgot him!" Tom rubbed his shorts, "And, you
know we all can see wot we're wearing through the shorts.. so then one of
us gets picked on and slowly stripped down by the others and.. and we sorta
play with him!"

Alex's jaw dropped this was a great idea! His cock lurched to the
perpendicular in his shorts.

"You could see me blue briefs though the shorts. Oh and Martins!"

"Yeah right!" Tom nodded, grinned and then continued, "So who get's picked
on it'll be a surprise and we gotta do nicely, not roughly.. you know wot I
mean and then.."

"Oh... fuck me!" said Alex.

"I'd love to try, if you would let me!" Tom wasn't joking, this was a
serious proposition! "In the woods maybe? And I wouldn't care if they all
watched!"

"Would you?" Alex was thinking hard, this was big step. "Wot about this
weekend?"

"But that's tomorrow!" replied Tom, his eyes were wide open. "You really
would, wouldn't you?"

Alex grinned and nodded.

The door to the changing room loomed large before them.

"Oh fuck! Tom.. yes I would!" hissed Alex excitedly. "Oh hell, now I'm so
hard!"

Neither minded showing their his hard cock in front of their close friends,
but not in front of all the other boys in the class as well.

"So am I now!" Tom looked around, "Shit... I'm ain't gonna bother with a
shower, I'm gonna try and get dressed quick and hide it."

"Yer right. I could have a wank right now!" In fact Alex wasn't far off and
already had the beginnings of the tiniest wet spot showing on the white
cotton.

With their shirts pulled well down in front of them they pushed through the
crowded room towards the bench by the far wall and found their clothes
hanging next to where Brian had also changed. He joined them barely a
minute later and not knowing of their aroused state had assumed they would
also be heading for the showers, pulling off his shirt off to reveal his
puny white chest. It was a natural reaction for Tom to watch as he then
kicked off his plimsoles and started to pull his shorts down so putting his
hairless prick on display.

"You two getting in the shower, I'll wait for you." said Brian. This was
shy boy who obviously no longer felt embarrassed about undressing in front
of them. He turned and delved in his games bag for his towel.

"Hey.. where's me towel gone, has somebody been in me bag?"

"Dunno... and no, I don't think we're having a shower." Tom tapped Brian's
arm and pointed down to the front of his shorts, "No, I don't think so! Do
you?"

Brian looked, then looked again and forgot about his towel! "Oh! That looks
fuckin' huge, cor let's have look Tom, please?"

"But, you've seen it before, lots!" said Tom grinning, knowing full well
that wouldn't make any difference to the request!

"But.. it's so, it's so nice!" said Brian. "And it's bigger than mine."

Tom looked around to make sure nobody was looking, turned his back to the
room and struggled to pull the elasticated shorts down over his stiff
cock. Eventually freed from the shorts it twanged proudly out in front.

It was then Brian noticed Alex's erection as well, "Wot you two been doing,
you're both as hard as rocks! Come on Alex, get it out as well."

Understandably, Alex needed no further encouragement and was soon standing
there by Tom with his shorts halfway down and his cock sticking out over
the waistband.

Brian's initial plan of a refreshing shower was rapidly changing. After
looking round to check that in the noise and chaos of the changing room
nobody was really taking any notice of them in the corner he pushed himself
in between so Tom was on his left.

"Brian, wot you doing?" whispered Tom. He looking down and grinned as
Brian's cock rapidly expanded to it's full four inches before his eyes!
"You got it up! That was quick!"

Brian nodded, "Wot d'you expect with you two about! But I just wish I could
cum like you though."

After hearing of Tom's woodland fantasy, Alex couldn't get the idea out of
his mind so much so that his cock was twitching with anticipation, now with
a tiny blob of precum at the end. Suddenly Brian just lent over and grabbed
it, Alex shuddered and squeezed his legs and rasped under his breath,
"Fuckin' hell Brian... you gotta go easy `cause I might cum!"

Brian just grinned and rubbed a finger in the little spot of precum!

Without any warning Tom reached over and started to run his hot fingers up
and down Brian's skinny member which had the effect of making Brian grip
Alex's cock even harder. Repaying the favour Brian then started to rub
Tom's equally stiff cock with his left hand leaving Alex, by now on the
verge of ejaculation with both hands free! It being Alex, there was only
one thing to do with them, they had to be usefully employed working on
Brian's bum!

Cupping the soft hot flesh of Brian's buttocks with one hand whilst pushing
down the back of his own shorts with his other Alex was now getting very
close to ejaculation. Tom wasn't sure if he was going to cum again himself
since he had already had already cum at least twice, but nevertheless he
was determined to see what he could do to give Brian his first proper
orgasm. Smiling with his eyes closed, Brian was certainly feeling the
benefit of Tom's touch and was beginning to get a strange new tingling
sensation around the head of his penis.

Alex decided he was past caring about hygiene, personal or otherwise and
had now brought both his fingers up to his mouth. After sucking on the
fingers of each hand he first pushed the index finger of his right hand
firmly up his own bumhole causing his cock to lurch and produce yet another
blob of precum which slowly oozed onto Brian's waiting hand. Having now
heightened his own pleasure, he then forced the forefinger of his other
hand past Brian's unsuspecting sphincter causing him to squeak with both
pain and delight. As he had hoped, that had the immediate reaction of Brian
nearly pulling hard on his cock which of course pushed Alex way over the
edge resulting in him spurting his watery cum over Brian's hand.

The inexperienced Brian had no chance of withstanding the combined sexual
onslaught of Tom who was energetically masturbating him whilst Alex's
forefinger expertly probed his prostate. Brian began his first ever
ejaculation. His body trembling with the new sensations he managed to
produce several little watery spurts of cum which ended up splattered over
Tom's hand and legs before he collapsed on the bench. Tom was flushed with
success and smiled down at Brian who was now looking absolutely exhausted.
Alex having cum for the second time that day looked at him and grinned,
thinking it wasn't that long ago that he had first managed to ejaculate as
well.

However, such euphoria wasn't to last. Standing there with his shorts
around his ankles Tom suddenly had a dreadful premonition that something
was not quite right! Was it his imagination or had the room gone quiet?
Fearing the worst he looked over at Alex before reluctantly swivelling
round to look behind him, the colour drained from his cheeks as he did so.

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Chap 38 to follow