Date: Sat, 29 Apr 2017 11:21:51 -0400 From: Robbie Robot Subject: FAGGING FOR GUY PART FIVE FAGGING FOR GUY – PART FIVE © Van T Z Boi 2017 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you like this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read this and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (Thanks to all who have written it is nice to be appreciated and do enjoy your comments and observations and suggestions and I would look forward to reading your views on this latest chapter in Jerome's journey. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on. Till the next Time Van T Z Boi) Jerome swallowed rapidly, his throat contracting now around the fleshy tube that penetrated him. He fought the gagging reaction as he sought to please Guy. His gulping along the spongy shaft milked the seed which dropped straight down his throat to his stomach. Guy retracted his member slightly so that the final pearly spurts coated Jerome's tongue and panting from the exertion Jerome savoured the spicy saltiness of his hero's juices. Jerome continued to nuzzle the pulsing prong until Guy cried out. "No more, no more, my balls are empty now," he caressed Jerome's head and pulled him upwards. "that was well done," he smiled as he kissed the spermy lips. The two lay quietly gently kissing, Guy's hand now firmly between Jerome's buttocks, his finger knuckle bent pushing aside the virginal lips of Jerome's boyquim as it entered the heated tunnel. Jerome squirmed at the invasion, his position such that he rubbed himself against Guy's taut body, his young member pressing against the satiny skin and the soft spongy shaft of Guy's member. "Relax, relax," whispered Guy into Jerome's ear, "this is just another start to a greater pleasure for us both," he nuzzled Jerome's neck, nipping the boys earlobes and Jerome writhed as the three sensations confounded his senses again and he felt even more joyous. The finger in his bumhole penetrated even further and then there was a fourth sensation, greater than all the three and Jerome felt a wonderful tingle begin to spread through him. Guy felt the reaction, `I've found his sweet spot," he thought exultantly and swiftly tapped his finger repeatedly until Jerome cried out with delight and shuddered through a wonderful dry orgasm. "Ohh, ohhh, ohhhh, Guy," he mewled his mouth seeking Guys' so they could kiss as the last throbs of his climax drifted away. Guy stroked Jerome's back, his finger lay still inside the warm wet boycunt and Jerome sighed now enjoying the feeling of Guys arms around him. The school bell rang and quickly the boys untangled themselves and began to dress, as Jerome reached for his knickers Guy grasped his hand, "No," his voice firm, "now that you have a duty to attend to my member you should follow the other unwritten rules, you must like me wear no undergarments. Here," he grabbed Jerome's knickers and vest and stuck them in his blazer pockets. Jerome stood naked and openmouthed and annoyed with himself. "I forgot," he apologised, so used to dressing it had been automatic to dress fully. "Come to my study tonight," Guy said thickly his voice, "we will continue your lessons and you can these back again; you can place them out for laundry and then once they are cleaned and stored, then you need not wear such garments until necessary." Jerome's face brightened at the prospect of seeing Guy again in the hallowed study and obedient he dressed minus his undergarments. As the day progressed Jerome found his mind wondering to thinking about Guy and the wonderful experiences they were sharing. He thought too of Guy's body and his large member and unconsciously his tongue licked around the inside of his mouth as though seeking traces of the special substance that was Guy's seed. The thoughts also caused his own boy member to stir and rise and pulse and now he relished the sensation as his member rubbed against the rough texture of his school shorts; the feelings intensified as the day unfolded and it was just after the schoolday ended that he found himself in the dormitory with Sebastian, they were changing for tea as were the others in his dormitory. Sebastian was standing beside him, wearing only his undergarments, his uniform neatly hung on a hangar; it was as Sebastian reached up to hang his uniform up that Jerome noticed his friend's undressed state and a familiar tingle commenced between his legs. Jerome, himself naked as he no undergarments, stood behind Sebastian and ensuring no one else was watching pressed his erect boy pickle into the folds of Sebastian's knickers and stepped close, he delighted in the sensation as his member rubbed the soft cotton and pushed between the hidden cleft. Sebastian giggled. "Do you want to have some fun?" whispered Jerome in Sebastian's ear. "What like?" Sebastian grinned and then his brow furrowed, "where?" he asked. "Come with me," Jerome lead the way; the dormitory corridor was busy as usual with other students all hurrying to change for afternoon tea so no one paid any attention to the naked Jerome and Sebastian dressed in just his underwear as they pressed through the crowd. Down to end of the corridor they walked and then Jerome stopped outside the laundry locker, silently he opened the door. Stepping through they padded between the shelving all clearly marked with Dormitory numbers and then divided by bed numbers. At the end of the locker by the uniform wardrobing Jerome positioned Sebastian against the wall in the small niche between the wall and the wardrobe. Sebastian nervously stood and then he felt Jerome's lips on his and at the same time Jerome's hand slid inside his cotton knickers and stroked the already swelling boy member. It was different and yet familiar to what had happened when they were in bed together and Sebastian found himself enjoying the sensation of being pressed into the wall by Jerome's weight and his hard kissing. The two young friends kept as quiet as they could as their friendship rose to another level; despite the door being closed they could still hear the sounds of their fellow students reverberating through the door and both were conscious of the need to hide their actions. "Ohhh, ohhh, ohh," sighed Sebastian as a tingling warmth began to spread though him, he felt Jerome's fingers caressing his slim member, teasing the tip and rubbing a finger tip over the head of his glans. The hand was suddenly withdrawn and Sebastian felt a brief annoyance and then his knickers were tugged down and his vest pulled over the top of his head. Now when Jerome pressed against him he felt the heat and pulsing of Jerome's organ against his skin and the sensation of Jerome's skin against his own throbbing member, it was exhilarating and exciting. Jerome's lips covered his, they kissed sweetly for a minute and then Sebastian felt Jerome's tongue slide inside his mouth, this new exploit sent a further thrill of excitement along his spine and he trembled. Jerome's hand and fingers were once again busy and as Sebastian sighed and shuddered he found his hand was taken by Jerome and placed on friends member, it felt hot and spongy hard in his hand. Sebastian caught on to Jerome's wishes and he trembled nervously. "What do I do?" he whispered, at a loss as to what was expected of him, all this was new and so exciting in a different way to the usual adventures he undertook. "Just do what I do," came the reply and now action for action Sebastian treated Jerome's boymember with the same manipulations. Sebastian discovered that as much as he enjoyed and liked what Jerome was doing to him he was also aware the he was enjoying providing the same pleasure for his friend who was now becoming much more than a friend. The two inexperienced young lovers now explored each other's bodies, Sebastian taking Jerome's lead as they kissed and licked at taut boy nipples and earlobes, all the time hands and fingers caressed thin wormy shafts, giving and receiving delicious pleasure, pleasure that once again mounted and mounted until Sebastian growled and hung onto Jerome, pushing his member hard against the soft satiny skin as those experienced fingers brought him once again to a delightful joyous sensation. "Ohh, ohhh, ohh, Jerome," Sebastian sighed, his head nuzzling Jerome's shoulder, "I feel so wonderful," he kissed Jerome's hot lips, "thank you," he leaned back against the wall. "Now it's my turn," Jerome was insistent as they swapped places and he took Sebastian's limp hand and placed it back on his own heartbeating throbbing pulsing pricklet. Sebastian made up for his inexperience with his youthful vigour and Jerome only found that the slight pain caused when his foreskin was pulled down just that little bit too far only added to the pleasure he was undergoing under the ministrations of his friend. Jerome now moaned and sighed as Sebastian's sometime rough handling sent different invigorating sensations which were still yet similar to those that Guy had produced inside him; the same tingling tickle was present and required, needed, demanded scratching or rubbing and in a short time Jerome also growled and tensed and then stiffened against the wall as he too achieved his orgasm. His boyish delight was not as intensive as that invoked by Guy but the fact that it was something he now shared with Sebastian more than made up for the difference, there was no less nor any loss felt; in fact both boys had gained something more, something more than friendship. Jerome tenderly kissed Sebastian on the lips, a soft non-invasive sweet pressing of youthful expression of more than comfort; it was not yet love but that future lay as a path open to them. Sebastian felt a different warm feeling at the beautiful kiss and instinctively held Jerome's shoulders to prolong the tender moment. The dining bell rang, shrill and loud even inside the locker. "Time to go," Jerome held Sebastian's hand as they pushed through the milling throng to quickly dress and rush to take a preferred place at the tea table. In Guy's dormitory a somewhat similar scene was unfolding, Guy stood naked as Johnson assisted him in undressing, his ankle still twinged and he supported his weight with a hand on Johnson's shoulder. Johnson had laid Guy's clothes on his bed and carefully arranged them on Guy's hanger. Guy sat down on the bed as Johnston placed his clothes in the rack. "Anything else I can do for you?" Johnson's eyes remained focused on Guy's member which lay thickly on his thigh. Guy glanced around the dormitory, six of the others were being serviced by the other fags and the sight of such lustiness stirred his member and it thickened and rose. "Suck or tup?" Guy smiled as he eased himself up on the bed and adjusted his pillows. "Both," Johnson already naked as was the custom climbed on the bed and kneeling between Guy's open legs sucked the lengthening meaty shaft into his mouth and began his adoration of Guy's organ. Guy sighed softly as the usual delight commenced and then when his member was slick with Johnston saliva the boy lay down and spread his legs. Groaning slightly due to the occasional twinge Guy rolled over the slim youth and Johnson grasped the sticky tube and placed the exposed purple pink tip at the entrance to his boyquim, with a heavy groan Guy slid forward his member easily piercing the sticky lips of the thirteen year old and without waiting began to slowly fuck the fag. Johnson sighed and relished the sensation as the thick tube slid once again inside him; it took only the merest of movements to ensure that Guy's member was stroking his special place and then the two rode at each other, both anxious to please and receive pleasure and sate the stress of the schooday. It was one of many such couplings that they had enjoyed and Johnson would be the first to admit that of all the available cocks in the school, yet alone in his small world, Guy's was the one he craved for the most. Guy relished the ability to once again fuck a boycunt although his mind did wonder to thinking about taking Jerome's virginity. As he thrust back and forth enjoying the sensation of the soft cotton of his bedsheet against his knees and feet it was soon obvious to him that his ankle was aching, aching enough to distract him from his lust. He groaned, a different groan, one that penetrated the lusty trance that Johnson was in. "What's a matter?" Johnson asked concerned. "My ankle," groaned Guy, "we need to change position. You will have to do all the work," Guy sighed as he altered his position, the cool draft on his wet member sent a slight chill of pleasure along his nerves and then it was encased again in the hot heat of Johnson's bumhole as the fag mounted him. Guy lay back against his pillow his fingers on Johnson's thighs, as the fag rode him, bouncing up and down and rotating his torso to bring sensual joys and delicious delights to them both. Guy tapped his fingers to indicate any need to change the rhythm and pace and shortly he felt Johnson quiver and pulse, his love canal throbbing around his member as the boy had his climactic explosion. Johnson groaned with the heat of his joy but did not halt his exertions and immediately began to ride Guy quickly and slickly. A further boyhood bliss was achieved, not as deliciously glorious as the first but the quickening of his orgasming colon around Guy's member brought on Guy's orgasm and Guy gasped as he pumped his seed into the sucking maw of the thirteen year old fag. "Ggghhh, ohhhhh, uurggghh," Guy grunted and then let out a light cry as at the last his ankle throbbed with non-delightful nor sensual pain. Johnson slowly and almost tenderly rode the deflating tumescent until the slimy length slid from his wet boyquim. Obedient to his training he knelt up and avoiding Guy's injury lay alongside his preferred idol to lick and suck and clean the sweet lotions that abounded from Guy's cock. His expert ministrations brought another swell to Guy's lusty shaft so that it rose slpwly and not so full of urgent ardour but Johnson worked whorishly to suckle and suck and caress the fleshy tube to fuckful wakefulness and desire. His head bobbed and bobbed, his tongue and lips slavered away and his hands caressed the shaft and the gonads beneath until Guy grunted again and swilled Johnson's mouth with an acceptable tincture of spicy salty seed. Johnson savoured the taste and texture of his favourite libation and once again fell to adoring Guy's prick; the clanging of the dining room bell brought an end to his adoration, although as he helped Guy to dress he paused as often as he dared to kiss the object of his lust and desires. Johnson followed Guy to the dining room where he hurried to join his fellow fags as they were on waiting duty. Guy settled himself beside Thoddy who slid his hand along Guy's thigh and caressed the spongy length, it trembled in his hand and undercover of the Senior's tablecloth he continued to caress the slowly reconstituting erection. Johnson waited his tables, avoiding exploring hands when he felt they were not wanted and allowing those who were to penetrate his open fly and caress his lovestick. Jerome and Sebastian as luck would have it managed to get seats close together and as they sat down instinctively both edged their chairs so they sat even closer. Once grace was said however other natural instincts took over and they entered the merry swarm as reaching hands sought the favoured choice elements; the only difference was that Sebastian once he had lavishly spread strawberry jam on the last crumpet, took a knife and cut it in half and shyly presented one half to Jerome. "Sebby's got a pash on Jerry," yelled Michael, their friend and classmate who had noticed the action. The rest of the table took up the refrain, it was lost in the clamour emanating from the other tables, tea time was a relaxed time, Masters appreciated that following the strict lesson regime it was permissible to allow the boys a fairly long length of rope to hang themselves on. As the meal drew to a close, Masters absented themselves as the clamour would be allowed to rise even more. "A song, a song," the chorus rose and eyes turned towards Sheridan Flasteral, the leading chorister and one still blessed with the desired soprano tone of pre-prubescent trebles. Sheridan rose to his feet, a hush was called for and answered and his sweet voice rose as he began to sing the popular ballad, `If Those Lips Could Only Speak,' as he sang the words, boys eyes filled with tears as they envisioned their mothers, some lost some still living but all far, far away and at the chorus, other voices slowly joined him until the whole room was standing and singing, some not too well in tune but all with heartfelt emotions. Jerome and Sebastian stood close together, their hands clasped as they too raised their voices to honour their distant mothers. The last chorus was left to Sheridan to sing alone and the boys clapped and cheered and filed away from the dining hall with joy in their hearts and well filled bellies, ready to brave the harsh reality of evening prep and study. Guy too enjoyed the song as well as the fact that Thoddy had taken advantage of the chorusing melee to sink to his knees and suck him to a delightful conclusion. Thoddy licking his lips, delighting in the taste of Guy's emission expressed his own joy in loudly singing along with his fellows, his rich baritone adding to the enrichment of emotional voices. Juniors such as Jerome studied en masse in the common room, Archibald Greytarn, the current Common Room Prefect sat at his own table and issued ink, paper, and advice as was needed whilst he struggled to finish his own work. He looked with annoyance as Jerome requested permission to leave the common room "Why do you want to leave prep, you know the rules?" Archie disapproved of slackers. "I have an errand to run for Guy Fishermont," Jerome was confident. "Fishermont, what would he want of you," Archie's disapproval continued however he would not challenge Jerome further. "Go then," he flicked a dismissive hand, "but I will be checking with Fishermont," he glared at Jerome. "What will you be checking with Guy?" Harold his House Prefect interjected. Archie stood up swiftly; Harold was his senior in all respects. "This junior insists he has an errand to run on behalf of Fishermont," Archie's distrustful tone indicating his opinion of Jerome's truthfulness was quite clear. "I was merely informing him that as his Study Monitor I need to be assured than any absence is proper." "And I have been sent a message from Fishermont asking for Hansdworth to hasten to his study," Harold turned to Jerome, "now lad be off and be quick about it." He turned back to Archie and as Jerome scampered away he heard Harold ask, "and it is your practice to question the request of a Senior such as Fishermont?" Jerome was through the door before he heard the reply but his glance back showed him that Archie was now standing with an open mouth and a very pale looking expression where the blood appeared to have drained from his face. Jerome lost no more time to it "Undress please," Guy greeted Jerome as the boy stepped inside his study. Jerome stripped quickly placing his clothes on the back of a chair. Guy was sitting naked in his armchair close to the fire which gave of a good heat. He was alone, there was no sign of Thoddy. "Place your sock on the door handle," Guy told him which mystified him. "It's so anyone who wishes to enter can see that I am otherwise engaged and unless it is an emergency I do not wish to be disturbed." He did not add that it was a sign that sex was the true reason for the displaying of the sock. Jerome knelt between Guy's open legs and following Guy's instructions first of all kissed the tip of Guy's prick licking of the small bubble of Guy's sweet juices that he was desiring more and more. He kissed his way down the rapidly expanding shaft and then took Guy's gonads into his mouth one by one and sucked gently at them, the sensation of the furry gonads on his tongue was yet another delightful tickling to add to his growing list of wonders and then he managed to open his mouth wide to take Guy's entire ballsac into his mouth. "You managed that without gagging," Guy congratulated his little nurse and Jerome glowed at the praise. Jerome kissed and licked and sucked and when Guy leant back in the chair to expose his anus to Jerome's eyes Jerome sat back disquieted; the quickly explained reason for its exposure at first astounded Jerome, however once his tongue had tasted the salty musky taint around the puckered entrance it became another delicious tasting wonderful addition to his lengthening list of duties associated with his duty to stewardship of Guy's member. His young tongue flicked back and forth across the slight hairy lips and then as his head was pressed tight against the now pulsing entrance his tongue tip slid inside. The aroma and taste sent Jerome into another stupor and as the pressure against the back of his head increased his tongue slid even further inside the roseate. The resultant growling moaning and trembling this action produced in Guy made Jerome vigorously now attack the hot hole, slicking his tongue back and forth and side to side as Guy responded to the slavering stimulation. Guy felt the boy had done enough and now he pulled Jerome to his knees and they swapped places. Jerome already at a height of expectation almost swooned as Guy's lips, mouth and tongue went to work and he watched through glinting eyes as Guy took his organ and his sac into his mouth and closing his lips around Jerome's groin sucked hard and deep, Jerome crying out as the pleasure intensified, Guy repeated the swallowing motion several times and each time Jerome reacted greater than before as pleasure after pleasure wracked his senses. Guy's hands now lifted Jerome's body up so that his own anal entrance was displayed. As Guys; tongue and mouth began its work Jerome now knew why Guy had moaned and quivered the way he had. A another set of delicious delectable delights were added to his growing list and in the midst of his scrumptious delirium Jerome wondered about practising some on Sebastian, `that swallowing of my organ and sac was something he was sure that Sebastian would enjoy' and he imagined being able to offer the same pleasure to Guy; `but my mouth is still far too small to accomplish that,' he thought as yet another wave of sweet pleasure washed over him. The probing tongue was a heavenly experience in itself never mind the sticky sucking across his pucker and then he felt Guy's probing finger enter him. He tensed at the intrusion unsure of the sensation. "Relax little nurse or this will hurt you," Guy whispered softly, his face glowing in the reflected light from the flickering flames of the fire and the inner heat he was enjoying, `how enchanting it is to have a virginal boy to seduce,' he thought as Jerome trusting now allowed the insertion. "Grrhhh, uuugghhh," Jerome could only cry out with abandonment as that something inside him was touched, something that sent explosive shivers deep inside him, tremors that rattled to the very ends of his toes and fingers and hairs. Jerome was sure his that every hair on his head was standing on end, hedgehog like as that was the spectacle he was experiencing. Guy grinned and worked the fingertip across the tiny bulge watching as Jerome cried and thrashed around on the armchair, his body a mess of trembling's and quivering's and joys unbounded. Jerome found himself in another sensual stupor and did not notice the inclusion of a second finger, he was lost in the white heat of desires unknown but now experienced were wanted and wanted and needed. He looked up at Guy, there was a look a gleam in his eye and Jerome felt another rush of heady stupor invade and conquer him. "I think you're ready," Guy leered at the squirming ten year old and Jerome groaned. End of Part Five TO BE CONTINUED (I hope you have enjoyed Jerome's progress as he undergoes his `fag' training and if you want more of this then please have a look at my other stories on nifty, just look for V for Van T Z Boi in the frequent authors listing and delve in. If you do like this chapter then please make sure you donate to nifty for without them you would not be reading this, please, please support with whatever you can. If you also have any suggestions as to which story I should add the next chapter too then write to me at lostinspace1966@protonmail.com . LOST STORIES I have now managed to recover all but two of my `lost' stories and once those I have received have been edited I hope to be able to let those interested access them. The missing ones are `Detained at Daddies' and `Mummy Said' so if you managed to download those at any time I would appreciate a copy being forwarded. Thanks for reading Van T Z Boi)