Date: Wed, 20 Jan 1999 15:05:45 CST
From: teensagas@bigfoot.com
Subject: "School Assembly" (t/t)

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School Assembly Part 1

Ian liked school assemblies and the school he attended, like most English
schools at the time, had to hold one every morning, by law.  It was only
around ten minutes a day, before lessons, but he always looked forward to
them.  But before you get worried and wonder if this story has been sent to
the wrong group there's a few things you should know.  The school Ian went
to was for boys only and it wasn't because of the hymns or biblical content
that he liked the morning assembly so much.  No, it was all those boys, or
more specifically, all those boys in school uniform!.

Almost from the first day he started at the school, which took boys from
around 11 to 18, he'd found something attractive about the standard uniform
of white shirt, dark grey trousers and blazer, especially when they were
filled with a boy.  The sight of an attractive teenager, his hips surrounded
by  the waistband of the suggestive trousers and the hint of a firm ass
filling out the rear, was usually enough to get his dick throbbing, even
before he had discovered the pleasures of a good wank. But this was not the
only reason he liked the assemblies in particular, another very powerful
reason was the lack of chairs.

The hall used for these morning meetings was not especially large and would
have been unable to accommodate the 400 or so boys each morning had they
been seated, so the normal procedure was for them to file in and stand in
roughly formed rows, all facing the small, raised area at the front from
where the assembly was conducted.   The great thing about this arrangement,
from Ian's point of view, was the opportunities it gave him to
'accidentally' brush against the other boys.  When each assembly ended there
was a concerted move towards the two side entrances which meant that whilst
Ian was part of this seething mass of boys, not only was there usually a boy
so close behind him that he could feel his crotch rubbing against his ass
but could also take the opportunity of pressing his, usually hard cock
against the trousered ass of the boy in front of him.  No one had ever
noticed what he did, or if they had, had never turned around and challenged
him.  Of course, now he was nearly 14 it was even more fun although he had
to be a little more careful when he rubbed against someone's ass nowadays as
his cock was now rather bigger that it had been at 11. . Of course he'd
liked to have done a lot more but even at that age he knew he had to be
careful.  This was as far as his sexual desires towards his schoolmates had
ever got so far but at least it meant he left every assembly with a
pleasantly stiff cock and he loved feeling he got as he walked along, the
sensitive head of his circumcised cock rubbing gently against the soft
cotton of his underwear.  So far he'd never managed to cum before reaching
his classroom but he still  lived in hope.

Then one day things seemed to take a turn for the better.

As he was leaving the assembly hall on that particular day he was carefully
pressing his crotch against the trousered ass of the slightly younger boy in
front.  He could feel himself getting hard but knew it was unlikely that the
other boy would notice as everyone was jostling against everyone else.
Although he was concentrating on the feelings he was getting through the
crotch of his trousers, he vaguely noticed that the boy behind had got
pleasantly close, at least from Ian's point of view, and he could feel a
crotch pressing against his own, cloth covered ass cheeks. Now up to this
point things had gone about the same way as they usually did and in a minute
or so Ian knew he'd be on his way to his class, trying to maximise the
sensations from the head of his cock as it rubbed against his underwear as
he walked.

Then he noticed something slightly different from the normal routine.  For a
brief moment he couldn't place it and then he realised what was - the
pressure against his ass was getting harder, or rather there was something
distinctly hard pushing against his trousers where they rested against the
crack of his cheeks.  Obviously the boy behind him had got a hard on and was
unable to pull away because of the crush.  At least that's what he thought
to begin with but when the pressure increased more he felt a deliberate
movement, as if the boy was wiggling his torso slightly causing his erection
to rub across Ian's trousers.  At this point Ian knew that the boy was
deliberately pushing his hard cock into his trousered ass and the
realisation made his own dick spring to full rigidity.  Not wanting to alert
the boy in front he drew back a little so his dick wouldn't be poking him
too obviously but, of course, this action caused his rear to press even
harder against the boner pushing against it. The mass of schoolboys pushed
inexorably towards the door and to Ian it was like someone was pushing him
forwards by poking him with a broomstick, although it wasn't a broomstick!
He was dying to turn around and see who  was getting off by rubbing against
his ass but the crush around him was too tight so he decided to wait until
he was out of the room where he'd have more room to look around.

As soon as he went through the door and felt the pressure of the surrounding
boys easing he casually began to look behind him until he was half facing
the boys who'd been immediately behind him. There were about half a dozen,
but which one had been poking his ass?  Ian knew there was one obvious way
to find out so he let his eyes lower until he was staring at the crotch
areas of six pairs of trousers, searching for the pair containing an obvious
erection.  The odd thing was all six seemed to have bulges but there was one
whose fly seemed to be sticking out more than the others.  Ian flicked his
eyes up again and found him staring at a gorgeous looking youth with dark
hair and long, silky eyelashes that almost surrounded a pair of piercing
blue eyes. Ian remembered seeing around the school and thought he was in the
year above him.  The boy caught Ian's glance and stared back, without a
trace of embarrassment, a slight grin on his face.  Quickly Ian turned back
and started walking along the corridor, now he now knew who had been rubbing
his ass with a stiff cock he hadn't a clue what to do next, which was why he
was now moving away quickly.

The thing was that although he knew he liked boys and got excited rubbing
against them, he'd never actually done anything sexually with anyone else.
In fact his only sexual release had been wanking in the privacy of his
bedroom which probably explained his current reaction.  He thought he heard
someone calling after him but didn't look around and, almost thankfully,
entered his classroom and slipped behind a desk so his still bulging
trousers were hidden from the others in the class.  He surreptitiously
slipped a hand under the desk and gave the bulge a few gentle squeezes,
wishing he could just pull out his cock and jerk off until he came.  Lessons
came and went but however much he tried to concentrate he kept remembering
how good it had felt in assembly having a rigid prick pressing into his ass
and he wondered if he might be able to arrange to get in front of the same
boy tomorrow on the way out of assembly.

As soon as he got home that day he rushed to his room, pulling at the clip
of his school trousers almost before he'd closed the door.  Unzipping his
fly he flung himself on the bed and slipped down his briefs until they
caught under his balls.  His still stiff cock flipped out and he grabbed it
frantically and started wanking hard, pulling the smooth skin of the shaft
up and down, causing it to rub against his pink cock head on each upward
motion.  His hand moved faster and faster as he felt his release starting
until, with a groan he felt his balls contract and his dick jerk as his,
still small amounts of white cum spat from the cock slit and spattered over
his stomach and still buttoned shirt.  He continued wanking, squeezing his
softening shaft to extract the last drop of fluid, all the time thinking of
the boy who had rubbed against him that morning.

                                    . . . . . . . .

Ian arrived at school earlier than usual the following day as he wanted to
be able to spot the boy from yesterday going into assembly so he could
position himself near him and get in front in the queue when the boys later
left.  As the time for the boys to gather drew nearer he positioned himself
a few yards from one of the doors and waited, occasionally looking at his
watch as if he was waiting to meet someone.  A trickle of boys started to
walk into the assembly hall and he couldn't help looking at their trousered
lower bodies as they passed him.  The trickle became s small flood and Ian
searched the massing boys for the one he was waiting for.  He was starting
to think he must have missed him when there he was, the dark hair flopping
over his forehead as he walked towards the door of the assembly room.  Ian
timed his moment, slipped into the crowd  just in front of the other boy and
entered the room. As soon as he did so he realised he'd made a mistake as he
wouldn't know whereabouts the other boy would decide to stand.  He stopped
for a second but then the boys coming in behind him started to build up and
he felt himself being pushed down the now fairly full hall.  To his surprise
he realised that the pressure of the others was driving him towards the rear
of the room but there wasn't a lot he could do about it and he kept moving
until he found himself against the back wall.  To avoid getting squashed he
moved along it until he reaches the corner of the oak panelled room and he
felt the pressure ease as the boys behind him found a space.  He was a bit
surprised there had been any space at the back as most boys preferred to get
as far away from the masters as possible but resigned himself to the
situation although he knew that not only had he missed 'the boy' but would
also be at the end of the queue leaving so wouldn't be able to get his
normal hard on from the boys pressing around him.

He heard the doors of the hall close and the piano started playing the
introduction to the school song and he looked at the boys standing in front
of him.  There was only a few inches between them and his crotch and, just
for a second, he was tempted to move foreword a fraction and press himself
against the tempting grey clothed asses but he knew the risk of getting
caught would be too great. Giving a small sigh, he as the piano started to
play the first verse of the school song he started to sing with the others.

At first he ignored the slight tugging feeling at his waist but when he felt
fingers slipping inside the band of his trousers he suddenly forgot the
words to the song and stood, silent, staring ahead and wondering what the
hell was happening.  The fingers slid further inside his trousers and were
now resting against the elasticated waistband of his briefs.  They remained
there for a few seconds then Ian felt them pulling at the top of the briefs
before coming into contact with his naked stomach.  His cock started
hardening as the fingers moved across his smooth skin going further into the
warm front of his briefs until they were resting against his soft patch of
still downy pubic hair.  Ian had almost stopped breathing by now and his
dick was pressing hard against his clothing as the fingers brushing across
his body just above it started moving the last centimetre until he felt
fingertips touching the base of his shaft.

No one but him had ever touched him there before and it felt pretty good but
when the hand slipped even further into his warm briefs until it was
clasping his rigid five inches he closed his eyes at the sensation. Now the
hand was starting to move up and down his cock, giving him a slow wank and
each time it reached the top a thumb rubbed over his cock head. On one of
these movements the thumb found a drop of pre-cum that had oozed from Ian's
piss slit and it ever so carefully wiped it into the cock head causing Ian
to jump fractionally as the intense sensation this caused shot through his
body.  He noticed that the song had stopped and someone was speaking but he
didn't really give a shit as the hand in his crotch had now started to speed
up its manipulation of his cock.  Now, however, Ian was getting an even more
intense feeling in his cock because the hand was now sliding it from side to
side which made his dick head rub against the cotton material of his briefs.
The friction on the tip of his cock caused by its contact with his clothing
was indescribable and Ian almost wanted to pull the hand away to stop the
almost unbearable feeling but he didn't want to attract attention and didn't
really want the sensations to stop.  

Now the hand was moving faster still rubbing the head of his now throbbing
dick against the warm cotton and, momentarily, Ian wondered if he'd get
friction burns but any such worries soon left him as he felt his crotch
tensing.  His cock was starting to throb and swell and the intense pleasure
rushing through him made him stand on tiptoe and tighten every muscle as he
started spunking into his briefs.  As the pulsing movement continued in his
shaft the hand stopped the rubbing motion and he felt the thumb start to
stroke the top of his cock head, rubbing  ejaculated cum over the already
unbearably sensitive organ which caused more  creamy sperm to spill from his
slit over the rubbing thumb into the already damp briefs. His hands clenched
as the hand have a final squeeze before sliding upwards and out from inside
his briefs and trousers.  Ian stood there, his eyes still closed, feeling
ecstatic at what had just happened and he felt a hand grab his left one and
pull.  He let it follow without resistance and felt it being pushed past
material until it made contact with a stiffish length of warm flesh which he
realised was a cock. He felt his hand being wrapped around it and
instinctively he started a wanking motion, feeling the loose skin moving
under his hand.  Almost immediately he sensed a tensing in the body of
whoever he was tossing off and he tried to speed up his movement, feeling
the shaft start to jerk in his hand and warm, thick liquid sticking to his
hand where the thumb and forefinger joined it.

All too soon his hand was pulled from the trousers and released and it fell
to his side.  He could feel stickiness on it and surreptitiously brought it
up until he could see it enough to observe a few small patches of white,
creamy looking liquid which he knew was someone else's spunk. Even as this
was registering he realised the assembly was over and the boys were starting
to move towards the door.  Ian casually brought his hand to his face and
sniffed at the white liquid, immediately smelling the  familiar aroma of
fresh cum and he decided he wanted to taste it.  As his tongue flicked over
and tasted the slightly salty, creamy fluid that had just spunked from
another boy he felt his own cock twitch one last time and spurt one final
blob into his damp cotton briefs.  Suddenly realising what he had done he
looked around to see if anyone else had noticed.

Someone had and Ian found himself staring at a gorgeous looking youth with
dark hair and long, silky eyelashes that almost surrounded a pair of
piercing blue eyes. The boy caught Ian's glance and stared back, without a
trace of embarrassment, a slight grin on his face and as Ian looked, the boy
put a hand to his mouth and licked at what looked like a thin trail of
white, sticky liquid.


School Assembly Part 2

When Ian left the hall after the amazing experience he'd just had, his cock
was limp after his recent ejaculation but that state of affairs didn't last
for long as his still damp, cummy briefs kept rubbing against his skin and
especially his dick which, of course, started it going again. Even after the
cotton material had dried off he still stayed hard, the knowledge that not
only had another boys hand been inside his underwear but also caused him to
spunk into them was enough to keep him permanently erect for the rest of the
morning.  The problem is, it's hard to concentrate on lessons when you've
got a boner trying to break out of your trousers, so his work that morning
wasn't of his usual standard. Not that he actually gave a shit at the time,
he was just waiting until lunchtime so he could get some relief.  That was
why as soon as the morning classes ended he made a beeline for the toilets,
rushed into a cubicle and locked it.  His fingers shook with tension as he
undid the fastening of his school trousers and let them slide down his legs,
closely followed by his white briefs.  He grabbed his rigid cock and started
to wank, eyes closed, thinking about the boy who'd tossed him off in
assembly.  He was just remembering the moment when he'd cum - when he did -
his spunk spattering his hand and falling onto the crumpled trousers and
briefs around his ankles.

Relieved of the desire to orgasm he pulled up his briefs, again getting a
clammy feeling against his skin where his newly spurted cream had landed on
them.  He pulled up his trousers and wiped them where drops of cum had
landed, leaving slightly shiny, slightly darker grey patches where the
material was now damp, fastened them, flushed the toilet as if he'd just had
a crap and left.

The trouble was he was now in a bit of a vicious circle, the wet cum patches
in his briefs had made him wank which had put more damp cum patches on his
briefs which soon got him hard again which made him want to wank . . .  

He struggled through his afternoon lessons and as soon as the final bell
went he left the school and made his way home as quickly as he could. As
soon as he reached his room he stripped off, grabbed his briefs and flung
himself on the bed, facing the ceiling, one hand already wrapped around his
stiff dick.  As he started to wank yet again he brought his briefs to his
face and sniffed the inside of the front, trying to distinguish the scent of
cum from the more familiar aroma of boy cock that was wafting from them.  He
moved the white material over his face until he found the strongest evidence
of his earlier spunking and sniffed hard as he flailed his cock and thinking
about the boy wanking him that morning.  Yet again he had a massive orgasm,
although the physical evidence was not as predominant this time, his cock
just managing to ejaculate a few small spurts of creamy white liquid and as
his shaft stopped jerking he relaxed, eyes still closed, small puddles of
cum visible on his pale stomach.

			       . . . . . . .

Ian woke the following morning with his usual erection but instead of
following his usual practice of having an early morning wank, he left his
eager cock alone.  He'd decided to this the night before as he wanted to
build up his spunk store just in case something  happened at the morning
assembly. So, apart from briefly touching it while he had a piss, (and that
had been a major operation, you try pissing with a hard on!), he left it
well alone.  He got dressed, deciding to wear the same pair of briefs from
yesterday as the knowledge that were cum stained increased his sexual
excitement, and after grabbing some quick breakfast made his way to school.

Unlike yesterday, when he reached the school, he didn't hang around the door
of the assembly hall but went straight in and walked to the rear of the
room. He took up a position in the same corner as yesterday and waited,
hoping that his expectations would be fulfilled.  As the hall started to
fill up with boys, all wearing their white shirts and dark grey trousers, he
scanned the entrances anxiously, looking for 'the boy'.  He was beginning to
think he was out of luck when he saw him enter the room.  Ian stared as the
boy, accompanied by some others, made his way through the crowded room
towards where Ian was waiting expectantly but then, instead of taking up a
position beside him as he'd done yesterday, this time he and his friends
stood in front of the waiting youth.

Ian sagged in disappointment, had he done something wrong or wasn't the boy
interested any more?  He felt embarrassed at the way he'd rushed to the back
of the hall assuming the boy would wank him off again and, had it been
possible, he would have changed position but the line of boys in front of
him now made that impossible.  Then he heard the familiar notes of the
school song as the morning assembly began.

To avoid catching the eye of anyone who looked around Ian was staring over
the tops of the heads of the boys in front of him so he no warning of what
was about to happen.  The first intimation he got that this was going to be
another unusual assembly was when he felt hands brushing over the crotch of
his school trousers, making him feel as if a jolt of electricity had gone
through him.  Not daring to move in case the hands stopped their sensual
movements he kept staring ahead as the hands explored his trousers where
they covered his again rigid cock.  One hand was now squeezing his hard on
through the clothing covering it and the other was doing the same thing to
his balls. Ian closed his eyes sio he could enjoy the sensations as much as
possible but was a little disappointed as there was no way the boy feeling
him up would be able to slip his hand into the waistband and wank him off
like he had yesterday.

The hands continued their sensual rubbing of his pubic area through his
trousers for a while longer then Ian heard a faint sound that seemed
familiar. He couldn't recall what it was for a second but as the pressure of
his cock against his clothing suddenly eased he realised that his zip was
being pulled slowly down.  Next he felt hands at the waistband and fingers
fumbling with the trouser clip.  His trouser waistband sprung free and he
felt them slipping down his legs until they caught against his knees.  His
eyes snapped open in panic as he realised the situation he was in, standing
in a room full of boys with his trousers half down, surely someone would be
able to see him and say something. As he flashed a quick look around he
realised that something had changed and saw that the line of boys,
originally in front of him, were now standing in a fairly tight semicircle
which not only completely obscured his view of the room but also meant no
body outside the semicircle could see him.  Ian's panic abated and he let
himself bask in the enjoyable sensations coming from his crotch.

The hands were now stroking his bare legs and rubbing over the cotton briefs
which were tenting up where his dick was pushing the flimsy material
outwards. Ian was already getting a warm tingly feeling as fingers rubbed
his cloth covered balls but when he suddenly felt a mouth start to suck his
cock through his briefs he almost stopped breathing.  The strange thing was
that he didn't find the idea of someone sucking him off through his
underpants gross at all, mainly because it felt so good, the now wet cotton
sticking to his shaft as the mouth continued to suck while a hand gently
squeezed his balls.  In fact he started make a slight thrusting movement
with his hips to increase the wonderful feelings coming from his sex site.
Now there was also a hand rubbing over the rear of his briefs where they
covered his ass and occasionally a finger pressed the material into the
crack that separated his two firm ass cheeks.

All these pleasant sensations continued for a few minutes and Ian felt the
start of a familiar feeling, the one he got when he was just beginning to
build up to a climax. The mouth was now sucking harder at his brief clad
cock and the finger at his ass crack was investigating it further, forcing
the material of his briefs towards his asshole.  Now his cock was starting
to pulsate due to the warm mouth around it and he knew that he would be
cumming pretty soon.  Then the sucking stopped and the mouth was withdrawn.

Ian couldn't believe it, just before he was going to get the satisfaction he
needed the bastard had given up.  He kept his eyes closed and his hands
closed into fists with frustration.  But then he felt the hands on his
briefs again, this time at the opening he usually used to piss out of,
opening it out but, at the same time, ensuring his hard shaft didn't pop out
of it. Now something was entering the opened slit in the cloth and suddenly
felt what could only be another hard prick rubbing against his own.  A hand
tightened over his cotton briefs, pressing them against the invading cock
and started to wank it off, the cock head pressing against Ian's downy
pubic hair as the hand dragged the cotton underpants up and down the other
boys shaft, getting faster and faster. Then a hand clasped his ass and
squeezed hard and as it did so Ian felt his dick and crotch getting hot, wet
and sticky as the other boy's cum started spurting from his piss slit and
into the saliva damp briefs.

This was the last thing Ian had expected but the sensations he was getting
as another boys cum soaked his cock was all it needed and his own prick
started jerking excitedly as it deposited its own store of boy sperm into
the cummy briefs and over the still wanking cock of the other boy.  Ian
realised he had grabbed the other boy as he'd started spurting and the feel
of the school trousers clutched in his hand heightened his orgiastic
excitement more than he'd ever believed possible, causing another gob of
spunk to leave his wet piss slit and mix with the last of the cum now
spitting weakly from the other boy.  Then the other cock was pulled away
from Ian's now cum soaked white underpants and he felt them snap back
against his skin with a faint squelch as the still warm cum mix inside them
pressed against his skin.  Hand pulled up his trousers and fastened them and
as his zip was pulled up the hand gave his crotch a final firm run which
caused an exquisite slimy sensation in his crotch as the spunk there was
spread around his crotch, cock and balls.

Ian leant against the wall, pretty exhausted and opened his eyes slightly.
As expected he was looking at that gorgeous looking youth with dark hair and
long, silky eyelashes that almost surrounded a pair of piercing blue eyes.
Just like the day before he  caught Ian's glance and stared back, without a
trace of embarrassment, a slight grin on his face as he slowly pushed a
softening, slightly cum stained cock into the fly of his trousers, teasingly
zipped himself up and then turned around to face the front of the hall.

Ian remained leaning against the wall for the last minute of assembly,
trying to get his breathing back to normal, looking at the backs of an
'innocent' semicircle of boys.  When  the assembly finally ended  he
followed everyone towards the door, hoping no one else could hear what to
him seemed to be extremely loud, slurping noises that were emanating from
his cum soaked underpants as he walked.


School Assembly Part 3

 When school finished that afternoon Ian made his way home as quickly as
possible. It had been a very odd day, he thought as he walked along. After
his experiences in the  assembly he'd spent most of the morning sitting in
damp, cum sticky briefs and when he'd had a piss during break his hand had
come away from his cock smelling strongly of spunk.  Of course he'd then
kept sniffing the hand during the next lesson and that had given him a
raging hard on so at lunchtime he'd gone to the toilet, locked himself in a
cubicle, dropped his trousers and gingerly pulling open the top of his
briefs had looked inside. There were cum stains everywhere, many still damp
and he could see shiny trails of half dried sperm gleaming all over his
stiff dick and crotch.  He'd rubbed his left palm around his crotch and
placed it to his face then, as he'd sniffed the aroma of two lots of boy cum
he'd grabbed his prick with his right hand and wanked furiously keeping his
cockhead inside his briefs so the head had rubbed against the cummy cotton
and then, when he started spurting, his fresh spunk had joined the loads
deposited earlier that day. 

Contrary to how it might appear it wasn't actually the underwear that was
getting Ian off but what was currently in them. He was finding the thought
of his cock touching his sperm mixed with another boys extremely erotic and
helped him remember that morning's assembly. The problem was that the
constant reminder was giving him almost permanent hard ons which is why he'd
wanked during the lunch break, something he'd never needed to do before.
This silent boy he'd really only met twice for a short period in the last
two days was having a powerful effect on him and even now he found it hard
to believe that someone had sucked his cock and then cum in his underwear in
a room full of boys without anyone not in the know even noticing!  The other
thing nagging away at him was intriguing but also a little worrying.  In
just two days 'the boy' had graduated from wanking him off inside his school
trousers to taking them down and sucking him.  What the hell would he do
next time - if there was a next time, that is.

He wanked again when he got home and twice more during the evening mainly
because he didn't wash his hands between orgasms which meant that he kept
getting frequent whiffs of cum which got him hard which made him wank . . .

By the time he went to bed his dick was feeling a bit sore because of all
the attention it had been getting but even then he was really tempted to
pull himself off again and it was with some difficulty that he managed to
resist the temptation but finally he fell asleep, still sporting an
extremely hard prick.

			       . . . . . . .

It was still hard when he woke up the next day although he supposed it must
have gone soft whilst he was asleep and what he had now was what some
people called a 'piss boner'.  Yet again he resisted the temptation to rub
it hard and spray cum over his stomach as he wanted to build up his sperm
store in case anything happened in assembly that morning.  So instead he
got up, went to the bathroom and, with considerable difficulty, managed to
have a piss despite his hard on.  As he was getting dressed he saw his
discarded briefs from the day before and for a moment considered putting
them on again so the jism stained material would be covering his crotch but
eventually decided that fresh ones were called for.  He rummaged through
his underwear drawer until he found a pair of small white briefs which were
now really too small for him but he wanted to wear something really tight
so that if the boy wanted to suck him again he'd have to get his cock out
to do it as it would be impossible to blow him through these briefs.

It wasn't that he hadn't enjoyed being sucked through his underwear, in fact
the sensation had been incredible, but he was desperate to find out what it
would be like to have a warm mouth on his dick.  He pulled the tiny briefs
on with some difficulty, pushing his now softish 5" prick inside and when he
released the elastic waistband he could feel the thin material pressing
tightly against his body, emphasising the bulge of his sex.  Ian hurriedly
put on the rest of his clothes as he knew further examination of his briefs
would get him hard and he didn't want to walk to school in an odd way
because of his straining crotch.

                                  . . . . . . .

Ian stood in the same corner of the hall and watched the groups of grey
trousered boys, white shirted and jacketed boys as they wandered into the
assembly hall. He's actually got a rather odd look from the school porter
when he'd arrived, so anxious was he to claim that particular corner he'd
entered the room some minutes before anyone else.  In fact he'd felt a bit
of a prat, standing in the corner of the large, empty room and decided that
in future he'd try to time things better.

As the boys came in he couldn't help looking at their grey covered crotches,
trying to ascertain what lay hidden below.  At one point a boy had come in
with his zip partially undone and Ian had caught a tantalising glimpse of
white underpants through the slightly open fly.  This had caused the
inevitable to occur and he was now standing uncomfortably as his hardened
dick tried to find enough space to expand inside his ultra tight briefs. He
was longing for assembly to start so the boy could unzip him and pull his
prick out from it's cramped prison. Almost on cue he saw his saviour enter
the room, accompanied by the same group of boys as yesterday and again they
walked to the rear of the hall and stood in a line in front of him.  Ian was
relieved to find the boy was standing directly in front and he examined his
back paying special attention to where the jacket ended halfway down the
ass, allowing him a good view of the lower half of the boy's well formed,
tight, trouser enclosed ass cheeks.  He waited intently for the first notes
of the familiar school song to start and as they did he tensed expectantly.

He watched as the line of boys in front of him again changed position until
they were forming a tight curved wall separating him and the boy from the
rest of the room.  Now he'd get sucked as he wanted and he closed his eyes
in anticipation.  But instead of the hands going to his straining crotch he
felt them pressing down on his shoulders, gently forcing him into a kneeling
position and as his knees touched the floor his head was pulled forward
until it was buried in soft grey cloth.  Ian could feel something hard
pressing against his cheek and knew it was the obviously hard cock of the
boy. Obviously today's agenda was for him to pleasure the other youth which
meant his painfully compressed dick would be staying that way and he
suddenly regretted his earlier impulse to wear the tight briefs.  Still, he
was being given the chance to see another boys cock and not just see it so
he tried to ignore the pressure in his crotch and concentrated on the matter
in hand.

Drawing back his head slightly he stared at the bulging grey trousers and
gently ran a hand over the man made material.  He felt the stiff shaft
inside them pressing into his palm and he squeezed it softly before reaching
up to the waistband and undoing the clip holding it together.  The top of
the trousers sprung open and Ian clasped the silver coloured zip between two
fingers and started to draw it down, watching in excitement as more of the
boys well filled white jockeys came into view.  The trousers started
slipping down the slim, muscled legs and the front of the straining jockeys
were pushed outwards towards his face until the intoxicating, slightly musky
aroma of boy cock reached his nostrils.  Ian breathed in the smell deeply,
which didn't do anything to relieve the discomfort in his crotch, and
tentatively pushed out his tongue until it was resting on the briefs where
they covered the head of the other boys rigid shaft.  It tasted strange but
pleasant, of warm cotton, boy sex and a hint of piss and it was only a
second or so before Ian opened his mouth wide and started to press down on
the bulge. He squeezed his cheeks to generate more saliva and dampen the dry
material and then he started to suck at the cock head.  The taste he was
getting as he sucked were amazing and he licked at the material covering the
cock head as he clamped his mouth over the slightly twitching shaft.  One
hand found the boys brief enclosed balls and he fondled them gently as he
continued sucking.

The boys briefs, where they covered his prick were now very wet but despite
the pleasant taste Ian really wanted to see the first hard boy cock other
than his own so he removed his mouth and grabbed each side of the white
briefs and started to pull them down.   They started sliding down but soon
the front was halted by the boys cock and Ian moved one hand to the front
and eased the briefs over the protrusion and as then, as they slipped to the
floor he had his first view of the boys cock.  He studied it adoringly,
thinking it was one of the most beautiful things he'd ever seen.  Bigger
than his, at around 5-1/2", it stuck out proudly towards him, the perfectly
proportioned, purplish head glistening slightly.  Ian saw the boy was
uncircumcised like himself, and the foreskin had pulled back from the head
and was bundled up where the shaft began and there was a cluster of dark
hairs surrounding the base.   As the excited boy looked a small drop of
clear liquid squeezed from the tiny piss slit and hung, tantalisingly in
front of him.  Ian felt the foreskin and then pulled gently causing it to
slide smoothly over the swollen cock head until there was a small fold
drooping over the tip. He pushed his tongue into the folded skin until it
was touching the piss slit and the pre-cum that had earlier oozed from it
and then he slowly wanked his tongue with the other boys foreskin, feeling
the loose skin sliding over the wetness.  The boy jerked at this treatment
and Ian  slid the foreskin back down the warm shaft and wrapped his mouth
over the lovely smelling dick head and cock. He breathed in the aroma of boy
sex and sweat emanating from the crotch and savoured the unusual but
exciting taste of the now slippery cock slipping in and out of his warm
mouth.

By now the pressure in his own crotch was getting painful and with one hand
he started to undo his trousers whilst with the other he started feeling the
rough ball sack that was dangling loosely in front of him below the cock
currently in his mouth.  The boys organ was now pressing against the back of
his mouth and Ian eased off slightly to stop himself gagging and then
started to concentrate on the lovely cock head, laving it with his mouth
while his tongue flicked across the piss slit which got another definite
reaction from the sucked youth. Ian had finally got his trousers open and
roughly grabbing his tight briefs he forced them over his rampant dick until
they were gathered at his thighs, the tight waistband pressing against the
base of his ball sack. Now his prick was free of constraint and jutting out
its full 5" and Ian put his free hand down and massaged it with relief
before getting back to fully concentrate on the lovely cock he was currently
sucking in which the pulse was now throbbing noticeably.

The hand that had been playing with the other boys balls was now resting
just behind them and Ian began to push it between the boys legs until his
fingers were resting on the crack of the asshole.  He started to increase
his sucking motions on the now well salivered cock and at the same time
began investigating the interesting ass crack with his fingers. As his hand
slipped between the tight cheeks he could feel the heat coming up from
inside and he probed further until he felt the tip of one finger brushing
the tight puckered muscle of the boys asshole.  He pressed against it
experimentally and was rewarded by a jerk from the boy which caused the cock
in his mouth to push against his throat again. Undeterred the excited boy
clamped his mouth around the swollen cock, started licking over the smooth
cock head and continued trying to insert his finger into the resisting ass
hole.  He desperately wanted to get as much of this wonderful boy as
possible and increased the pressure against the resisting hole until he felt
his finger start to slide through the tight muscle until he had half of it
inside the warm, steamy asshole.  He continued exploring and soon had his
whole finger up inside the boy and at the same time he stopped squeezing his
own rampant dock and started masturbating in earnest.  The finger in the
other boys tight ass suddenly encountered something hard and he felt the boy
jerk again but this time, instead of trying to get his ass away from the
finger he was pushing back against it as if trying to force it further in.

More pre-cum was now dripping from the piss slit of the cock in Ian's mouth,
enough for him to taste it and excited beyond belief he tightened the grip
on his cock and increased the speed of his wanking, at the same time
starting to slide his finger in and out of the boys tight hot ass.  The tip
of another finger was pressing against the ass muscle now and Ian pushed
until the tight, squirming hole stretched enough to allow him to get two
fingers inside which he then used to vigorously finger fuck the boy who,
judging from his increased movements was rapidly reaching the point of no
return.  Then as the two fingers invaded the ass hole again and pressed the
hidden prostate Ian felt the cock in his mouth throb violently and his mouth
started filling with hot, creamy fluid.  He knew that the boy was spunking
in his mouth but rather than pull away Ian found himself eagerly swallowing
the slightly salty fluid, revelling in the taste as it slid down his throat.
He continued ramming his fingers into the now willing asshole and the hand
around his own cock was almost a blur as he desperately tried to reach
orgasm.

As the other boy's cum stopped jumping from the piss slit into his mouth Ian
have the still vibrating cock a final suck and pulled back, pulling out his
fingers from the other boys ass at the same time.  He knew he was going to
cum any moment and desperately wanted to deposit his fluid on the other boy
so he stood up and aimed his stiff 5 inches in the direction of the naked
crotch before him.  He felt himself about to shoot and tensed up and as he
did so the other boy suddenly dropped to his knees so he was still facing
Ian but now it was his face opposite the about to shoot organ.  He opened
his mouth and as he did so Ian's frantic wanking paid off, his cock jerked
and the first blob of his thick, creamy spunk spurted from his piss slit and
landed on the corner of the kneeling boy's mouth. Ian kept pounding away on
his prick as more white boy juice spattered the face in front of it, some
entering the open, eager mouth and some hitting other parts of his face
before sliding down leaving slimy cum trails. Ian couldn't believe how
intense this orgasm was, better than anything he'd ever experienced and the
sight of this wonderful boy kneeling and allowing himself to be sprayed with
Ian's sex juice made the whole experience even better and it was with some
regret that he felt  his spunk flow slow and then stop.  As he started to
relax after his amazing cum he realised, with horror, the that the assembly
was about to finish and that the others were on the final hymn so he
frantically started to pull up his trousers and briefs, stuffing his still
dripping dick into the tight briefs. The other boy was doing the same but in
a more casual way and  with time to spare they were both soon properly
dressed. 

Then Ian realised with horror that there were several white globules of cum
still on the other boys face and was about to indicate the fact somehow when
it happened.

As he looked at the  gorgeous looking youth with his dark hair and long,
silky eyelashes that almost surrounded the pair of piercing blue eyes the
other boy caught the glance and,  staring at Ian without a trace of
embarrassment, he slid out his tongue  and started licking up every trace of
the spunk around his mouth.  These actions were so erotic that despite
having just about emptied his balls Ian felt his cock jerk one final time as
it deposited a small dollop of spunk into the interior of his tight white
briefs. 


School Assembly Part 4

It was now eleven o'clock, nearly two hours since Ian's latest experiences
in the assembly and he was sitting with his classmates in the physics
laboratory, staring vacantly at the blackboard as the master droned on.
Inevitably he was thinking about 'the boy' and the way he had deposited his
creamy cum into Ian's mouth.  He wriggled uncomfortably as his cock
stiffened in his extremely briefs, which he was now regretting wearing in
some ways.  He knew he had to do something to relieve the pressure and
looked around the room surreptitiously, noting that the other boys were
apparently listening intently to the teacher.

Unlike some of the standard classrooms the layout of the physics lab was
somewhat different in that instead of individual desks there were three long
desks with there own built in bench seats.  There were wooden partitions at
intervals between the seats which almost compartmentalised them and in
effect meant that each section could accommodate three boys and the high
writing area came up to Ian's chest allowing a comfortable writing position.
The other advantage was that, because the front of the units were enclosed
Ian could rub his crotch without any danger of being seen by the master and
he only had to keep an eye out on the boys sitting near him.

On this occasion there was only one other boy sitting in the same
'compartment'.  He was called Mike Jones and was slightly taller and
stockier than Ian with soft, black hair and brown eyes.  He was staring
straight ahead as the master continued spouting physics theory and Ian
reckoned he could adjust his underwear without being spotted if he was
careful.  Slowly he edged a hand into the waistband of his grey trousers and
slipped it down until he came into contact with the elastic wait of his
briefs.  He took hold of it and started to slide the material downwards and
with some difficulty managed to slide it over his rigid dick and further
down until it was bunched up underneath his bollocks. As the cotton had slid
off his cock it had sprung forewords as the pressure released until the head
was pressing into the smooth material of his trousers.  It definitely felt
more comfortable now, he thought, although the elasticated waist of his
briefs was now pressing against his balls forcing them against the base of
his prick which, although not painful, was making him feel very horny.

Ian leant  against the back of the bench and looked idly at the blackboard
which the master was now filling with weird symbols and formulae.  He cock
was still rather uncomfortable, pressed as it was against his trousers so he
stretched to try and relieve the pressure to no avail.  As he settled back
after this abortive attempt he felt something brushing his left leg and
glancing down he realised that he wad accidentally come into contact with
the trousered leg of Mike, the boy sitting next to him.  Ian's first
reaction was to move away in case Mike got the wrong idea but as he prepared
to do so he saw Mike look down quickly to where the two grey covered limbs
were making contact, give a slight grin, and then look front again. 

Ian was confused at this - did it mean Mike didn't mind or what?  He tried
to remain completely still, not easy as just the light feel of the other
boys leg pressing against him had been enough to start his already stiff
dick swelling even more.  Then the pressure against his thigh seemed to
increase but when he flashed a glance towards Mike he was still staring
intently at the front of the class.  Ian decided he must have imagined it
and tried to get his thoughts away from the lag touching his and the rigid
shaft in his underpants.  He might have  imagined Mike's leg had pressed
harder against him but he certainly wasn't imagining the hand that was now
brushing his knee.  He swallowed and lowered eye eyes just enough to see
that the palm of Mike's right hand was resting on his leg.  He looked up but
the other boy was still staring intently forewords, apparently fascinated by
the lesson in progress.

Ian wasn't sure what to do next.  It seemed pretty obvious that the hand on
his leg was signifying a change in what had been, up to now, just a friendly
relationship, but how much of a change?  Tentatively he increased the
pressure of his leg against the other boys and as he did so the hand on his
knee squeezed it slightly.  All this was getting him really hot and he
decided to take a risk and so he casually moved his left hand over until he
felt the smooth material of Mike's trousers where they covered his knee and
rested his hand on them.  Ian half expected the other boy to jerk his knee
away but instead Mike's hand moved a couple of inches up Ian's leg. At this
obvious signal any worries Ian had had disappeared and he started to slide
his palm along Mike's trousered leg until he felt the taut muscles of his
thigh under it.  The hand on his own leg was also moving but at a slower
rate so Ian concentrated on his own hand, sliding it even more along the leg
towards Mike's half shadowed crotch.  As his fingers reached the point where
the legs met the body and his fingertips pressed gently into the trousers
where Mike's balls were lying, snuggled away in his underwear, the other boy
leaned back and his legs opened, allowing Ian full access to the fly area of
his grey trousers.  

Mike's hand had now reached Ian's thigh and, just like the other boy had
done, Ian widened his legs and leaned against the back of the seat as much
as he could without attracting attention.  As he did so his own hand was now
on Mike's zip and he could feel a distinct bulge within the trousers.  Not
daring to unzip the boy Ian continued until he felt the waistband of the
school trousers and  worked his hand underneath it then down  until he was
touching the warm cotton of Mike's underwear.  He explored the material,
feeling how it was pushed upwards where Mike's hardon was pressed against
it.  He squeezed the bulge through the cotton and ran his thumb over the
outline, making out the cockhead and even noticing there seemed to be a
small damp patch where the piss slit would be.  His own trousers were now
being invaded and as the hand slipped inside Ian swallowed hard knowing any
second Mike's fingers would be making contact with his dick.

Having now explored the outside of the other boys underwear and realising it
would be difficult to get at Mike's prick through the gap at the front Ian
was feeling for the elasticated waistband and as soon as he found it slipped
his hand underneath it and finally touched the warm, smooth skin beneath.
His own cock was now being explored through his underwear and he tensed it
so it pushed into the exploring hand whilst he continued wandering through
Mike's crotch, rubbing across the rough patch of pubic hair and then making
contact with the lovely hard cock below them.

Mike's cock felt great, not too thick but very hard and as he explored the
hot, swollen organ his fingers made contact with loose skin and he realised
the other boy was uncircumcised.  He took hold of the skin between two
fingers and gently rubbed it over the cock head, loving the smooth way it
slid up and down.  He felt dampness on the cock head and knew the pre-cum
was starting and he rubbed his thumb across the damp top, massaging the
slimy fluid into Mikes dick.  He realised that his own cock was now being
firmly held and manipulated but, finding no foreskin, Mike was rubbing his
thumb over the ridge at the base of the cock head causing Ian to squeeze his
ass together in pleasure.

His actions inside Mike's briefs became more regular as he wrapped part of
his hand around the hot stiffness and started a rhythmic wanking motion, his
hand rasping against the warm cotton of the other's underwear as he pumped
Mikes prick, and was certain he could hear a faint slurping noise as the now
lubricated foreskin slid smoothing over the turgid cock head.  Meanwhile
Mike's manipulations on the prick were achieving results and Ian realised
orgasm was not far away so he increased his movements on Mike's shaft
sensing that an uncircumcised cock would take longer to cum.  At the same
time he was trying desperately not to move too much as his body started to
tense and his balls contracted.  He could feel Mike's dick beginning to
throb in his hand and he squeezed it as he continued wanking it, keeping his
hand wrapped around the head and using the foreskin to provide the friction.

His own crotch was getting very hot and sweaty as his cock was rubbed harder
and harder and he felt himself about to orgasm  and clenched his teeth in
anticipation.  Just before ecstasy overwhelmed him he felt warm, thick fluid
creaming against his hand as Mike started spattering cum from his piss slit
and at this precise moment Ian felt his own cock start spunking into his
underwear and over the warm hand tossing him off. Frantically he started to
rub Mike's ejected cum over the swollen cock head feeling more gobs of boy
juice spurt from the boy's piss slit.  His own underwear was now decidedly
sticky but Mike was still rubbing his pulsating prick as the last of both
boy's spunk decorated the inside's of their briefs as well as the wanking
hands within. 

Even when their orgasms had stopped they still kept their hands inside the
other's underwear for a moment, enjoying the sensations of heat and
stickiness there.  Eventually Ian slid his wet hand from Mike's clothing and
holding it below the desk examined it, staring with excitement at the white,
slimy evidence of another boy's cum that covered the palm.  He noticed that
Mike was doing the same thing and then, almost in unison, they leant forward
against the desk and casually brought their spunk encrusted hands to their
individual faces. The aroma of Mike's  tangy, boy cum reached Ian's nostrils
and, with amazement, he felt movement inside his spunk damp cotton briefs as
his already overworked cock showed signs of stiffening again!

Until the lesson ended ten minutes later, the two boys remained in the same
position, both apparently enjoying equally the smells of the other's boy sex
and cum on their hands and occasionally their free hands would drop down and
gently squeeze their cum spattered cocks. 


School Assembly Part 5

(Sorry for the delay in posting this but as Ian's school has been on holiday
he hasn't had any more exciting experiences in assembly lately. - Well that's
my excuse and I'm sticking to it!!) 

The shrill ringing of the alarm broke into Ian's sleep and he opened his eyes
drowsily.  The room was still dark as Winter was drawing in but it was the
first day back to school after the holidays so no more long sleeps and lie ins
for him.  He lay there, warm and comfy and let one hand slide down and brush
against the shorts he wore in bed.  As his fingertips brushed over the small
lump in his crotch it reacted and started stiffening.  He squeezed it almost
absentmindedly through the thin material and started thinking back to the last
few days of the previous term when he'd had those incredible experiences in
the school assemblies and in the Physics Lab. God, he really hoped there'd be
more similar stuff this term.  Thinking about all the boys at school in their
uniforms caused his prick to really stiffen up and he had to fight the urge to
start wanking.  In fact, for the last few days he'd left it alone, except for
pissing, as he wanted to build up a good supply of spunk - just in case - so
reluctantly he got out of bed and walked to the bathroom, his shorts tenting
out in front of him.  He managed to empty his bladder with some difficulty,
because of his hard on, and had to close his eyes and really concentrate
before anything happened but finally he managed it, went back to his room and
started to put on his school clothes.  He selected a new pair of white
jockeys, not tight like the ones he'd worn at the end of term, and having
taken off his shorts he slipped them over his still half hard cock and
continued dressing. Finally he was ready and he took a quick look in the
mirror - pleased with the effect the white shirt and dark grey trousers
presented.  Then he went down for breakfast.

The noise of several hundred boys was almost deafening after weeks of school
holidays but Ian eagerly joined the queue into the assembly hall, enjoying the
feel of warm bodies pressing against his as they struggled to get through the
entrance of the room.  The crotch of his trousers was pressing into the ass of
the boy in front and he prayed he wouldn't get hard as that might cause
awkward problems.  Unfortunately his dick didn't seem to care about this and
was starting to react so it was with relief that Ian got through the door and
felt the pressure of the crush easing.  He made his way to what he already
thought of as 'his space' in  a back corner of the hall and started watching
the boys still entering, trying to spot 'the boy'.  He saw some of the boys
who'd formed the screen during his last encounter with the boy and he watched
as they made there way towards where he was standing.  They took up position
in a line in front of Ian which gave him some hope but the boy still hadn't
come into the room.  The queue entering was dwindling now and Ian was getting
worried, maybe his 'sexual partner' was ill or something so he'd saved up his
cum for nothing.  He was still staring at the door and hoping but then his
attention was distracted by another boy walking towards the rear of the hall. 

Ian didn't actually know this boy to speak to but he had seen him around.  He
was older, around 16 with an aristocratic looking face and smartly cut fair
hair and he wore his school uniform well.  Ian knew he was called Alex as he'd
admired him from a distance in the past and had heard someone call him that.
Ian couldn't help dropping his eyes to Alex's grey trousered crotch, trying to
see if there was any bulge there but it was hard to ell as the boy kept
walking towards his corner.  Ian suddenly realised that Alex was actually
going to be standing very close to him, how close he didn't realise until the
boy appeared in front of him, between him and the line of boys in fact which
had changed position slightly now so that the corner where Ian and now Ale
were standing was obscured from the rest of the hall. For a moment Ian thought
'the boy' had arrived but then he heard the doors of the room closing and the
opening music of the assembly beginning and he realised his luck wasn't going
to be in after all. 

The sound of boys singing started to fill the hall and Ian resigned himself to
just being able to examine the rear of the teenager, Alex, who has so
inconsiderately stood in front of him.  Still, he had to admit the view was
nice and he admired the tall figure standing there.  He reckoned Alex was
about 5' 9" and his eyes slid over his body from the neatly cut hair, down the
slim back until they stopped moving and stared at the point where Alex's grey
trousers were covering what looked like a lovely firm ass. The boy's blazer
had shucked up slightly on the trouser waistband giving Ian a perfect view of
the twin, cloth covered globes and as he thought about what was in the other
boys trousers he could feel movement in his own jockeys as his dick started
taking interest.  Alex seemed to be getting crushed as he suddenly took a
small step backwards, as if to find some space, and Ian watched enthralled as
his ass wiggled slightly with the movement.  Alex took another small step
backwards towards Ian who suddenly realised, with horror, that if he moved
again he'd be pushed against the rear wall.  He decided to adjust his cock to
try and point it upwards just in case otherwise if Alex did move backwards
more he'd end up with Ian's stiffie pressing against him but before he had a
chance to do anything the unthinkable happened - Alex stepped back again!

Ian held his breath as the other boys trousered ass pressed lightly against
his crotch and he could feel his cock pressing against his jockeys and making
contact with the other boys rear.  He tried to press into the wall before Alex
realised what was happening and hit him or something but there was nowhere for
him to go.  Then he realised that the other boy was pressing harder against
him and was now moving rhythmically just enough to cause his ass to rub over
Ian's hard on from side to side.  Ian couldn't believe it - Alex knew exactly
what he was doing and the gentle rubbing was causing his shaft to get even
more swollen and stiff.  Ian experimentally thrust his hips forward slightly
pushing his prick against the part of the trousers covering Alex's ass crack
and was rewarded by an increased pressure so he put out one hand and rubbed
against the rough material, feeling the firm ass cheek that lay beneath the
clothing.  As Alex made no move to stop him the excited boy got more daring
and started sliding his hand around the side of Alex's trousers.  His fingers
brushed over the pocket and then they were resting on the crotch of the other
boy who was now rubbing his ass against Ian more vigorously.  Another inch or
so and Ian could feel a pretty decent, very hard bulge  under his palm and he
squeezed it gently, feeling Alex's enclosed cock jerk in response.

By now he was feeling light-headed with excitement and throwing caution to the
winds his fingers found the zip of Alex's trousers and slipped it down,
feeling the material of the trousers each side of the opening area springing
back.  As soon as the fly was fully open Ian pushed his hand into the opening
until it was squeezing Alex's hardness through the thin cotton of his
underwear.  He was wearing boxers, not jockeys, Ian realised as he felt the
way the loose garment moved under his hand and he eagerly searched for, and
found, the opening at the front and thrust his hand through. At he made his
first contact with Alex's stiff flesh he felt his prick compressing as the
other boy thrust his ass hard into Ian's crotch but he continued exploring the
thick prick now tight in his hand.  From his explorations he had realised that
Alex was uncircumcised and his fingers played with the loose foreskin, pulling
it over the swollen cock head and then back.  At one point he rubbed a finger
over Alex's piss slit and encountered a small drop of liquid which he rubbed
into it and that  really made the other boy jump. 

Now there was a hand forcing its way between Ian's crotch and the ass pressing
against it which soon breached the gap and started undoing Ian's trousers.
The boy breathed in to allow easier access and  he soon felt his fly spring
open and his dick push his jockeys outwards as the pressure was released.  The
hand he had on Alex's cock was suddenly grabbed and directed to the clip of
the trousers just above and Ian fumbled at the metal clasp until he felt the
trousers spring apart and start sliding down the boys legs.  By now his own
trousers were around his ankles and a hand was exploring every part of his 5"
boy cock and his tightening balls and as he enjoyed the sensations he watched
excitedly as the trouser in front of him started their slow slide down Alex's
firm, muscled legs.  As they dropped Ian could now see that Alex's  wonderful
firm ass was encased in  blue and white striped boxer shorts and he manoeuvred
his free hand past the one busy in his own crotch until he was rubbing the
thin cotton and feeling the flesh of the ass rippling under the pressure of
his fingers.  As he stroked excitedly he felt his jockeys being pulled
downwards, pulling his prick with them until it finally sprang free, the tip
making contact with the shorts covered ass in front of it.  Ian knew he had to
see the tantalisingly hidden ass so he grabbed the rear of Alex's boxers with
one and with the other released the rampant cock, grabbed the front of the
waistband and in a joint movement pulled them down.  As they lowered Alex's
firm ass came into view and Ian stared lustfully at the twin fleshy globes and
the alluring ass crack between them.  His cock was now touching the warm
flesh, and he felt Alex pressing against him, forcing his cock head into the
hot crack of the perfect ass.  As his tip was gripped in the tight, fleshy
embrace Ian grabbed at Alex's now completely exposed prick and fondled it
furiously, occasionally squeezing the boys loose ball sack and his coarse
pubic bush. 

Now Alex was grinding his ass crack against the boy cock just inside it,
causing it to slip in more and as more of his rigid shaft was gripped by the
muscular hotness Ian knew it wouldn't be long before he exploded but just as
he was thinking this Alex pulled away abruptly - and turned around.  As he
faced the younger boy Ian could only stare with excitement at the six inches
of throbbing teen cock before him.  The cock head was slightly purplish and
had a slight sheen to it and there was a small drop of clear pre-cum at the
opening of the piss slit.  The foreskin was pulled right back and Ian knew he
had to take it in his mouth now and in a flash he was kneeling down, trousers
and jockeys around his knees, staring at the wonderful organ before him.  He
moved his head towards it and as he got closer the tantalising, slightly musky
aroma of Alex's crotch reached his nostrils. Almost reverently he wrapped his
lips around the still swelling cock head and tasted it, his tongue flicking
over the piss slit and  licking the pre-cum.  The cock jumped under these
ministrations and Ian pressed forward more, feeling the hard, warm shaft
slipping into his willing, wet mouth. He knew he wouldn't be able to manage
all of it but he wanted as much as possible and finally had about four inches
in.  As he felt Alex's cock head touch the back of his throat he tightened his
mouth around it and started sucking, slipping his other hand around the other
boys warm flesh until his fingers were pressing into the ass crack.  His mouth
was full of the taste  of cock and his free hand gently squeezed Alex's balls
while his other one pressed further into the boy's ass crack until his fingers
pressed against the tight asshole.  As he made contact he felt Alex start
twitching and the cock in his mouth started to jerk and with one quick
movement Ian pressed one digit through the tight muscle and into the steaming
interior of Alex's asshole.  Just as the finger completed it's invasion Alex
bucked wildly and his cock started spewing gobs of hot, creamy spunk into
Ian's eager mouth and the boy swallowed furiously to make room for the next
deluge as he continued fucking the willing asshole with his finger.  The taste
of the slightly, salty, thick teen cum was all over his mouth and it's scent
filled his nostrils as he kept sucking until finally Alex started relaxing as
his balls emptied the last of their fresh sex juice into Ian's mouth.

The sucking boy knew he was going to cum at any moment but he wanted to do
more than just let it cover the floor so as soon as the other boy's cock had
finished jerking he let it slide from his mouth and got to his feet.  Standing
on tiptoe so his prick was facing the other's crotch he grabbed his rigid five
inches furiously and starter wanking it roughly until he could feel his balls
starting to boil and his dick jerk.  As his boy spunk shot up towards his piss
slit he thrust forwards so his cock head was almost touching Alex's pubes and
then he almost screamed at the force of his ejaculation.  Tiny blobs of white
cum shot repeatedly from his cock and splattered over the other boys cock and
crotch, where they formed small sticky sex trails.  As Alex felt Ian's hot boy
juice landing on his flesh his prick gave a final jerk and a small dollop of
spunk flipped onto Ian's trembling leg.

As the final verses of the last hymn echoed around the room the two boys
stared at each other, panting quietly as they rearranged their clothing.  Ian
noticed that Alex just pulled up his boxers without making any effort to wipe
the sperm spatters from his crotch and as he did up his trousers Ian felt his
exhausted cock twitching at the thought that the other boy would now be
walking around with Ian's boy juice drying slowly on his cock and pubes.  

Dressed correctly, at last, the boys waited for the hymn to finish and  as the
assembly ended  and the room of boys prepared to leave, Alex looked back at
Ian, gave a grin and pressed a scrap of paper into his hand.  The younger boy
grasped it tightly and wished the exit from the hall would be quicker so he
could read whatever his new 'cum partner'  had written. 


School Assembly Part 6

As soon as Ian got out of the hall he found a quiet corner and hurriedly
uncrumpled the note he'd been clutching in his hand. He was shaking slightly
as he read the few words.

"If you'd like more fun meet me by the far bogs at lunchtime" 

So Alex was interested in continuing.  Ian thrust the note into his trouser
pocket and went off to lessons, already counting the seconds until lunchtime.
The morning seemed to drag on and on but eventually the bell rang to signal
the end of  morning lessons and as fast as he could, without raising
suspicions, Ian made his way from the main building and headed towards the
toilets that were situated in one of the smaller classroom blocks.  When he
reached them he pushed open the door and entered expectantly.  They were
empty. Ian checked the cubicles but there was no one in any of them.  Maybe
Alex had changed his mind, Ian thought miserably, his excitement starting to
dissipate.  He decided to wait a few minutes and then leave.  Then the door
opened.

As Alex walked into the toilet Ian stared at the slim, tall teenager almost in
adoration.  For the first time he was able to get a really good look at him
and his eyes travelled down from the blonde hair, past the almost aquiline
features to the well proportioned chest.  The boy had his blazer hanging open
and Ian could see his  white shirt was covered by a grey school sweater.  Alex
gave a grin and then took something small and black  from his blazer pocket
and bent down towards the door that led to the main room.  Ian watched
mystified as the teenager did something and then he saw that Alex had forced a
small wedge of rubber under the door to stop it being opened from the outside.
As the teenager straightened up again he nodded towards the wedge.

"Just in case anyone comes over here, they'll think the door is stuck", came
his quiet explanation.

Ian just stood watching the taller boy as he carefully removed his jacket and
hung it over one of the cubicle doors.  Then he took a couple of paces forward
until he was standing right in front of Ian.  He reached out and grasped the
smaller boy, clasping him tight against his sweatered chest.  Ian's face was
pressed hard into the rough  material of the sweater and he could smell Alex's
erotic aroma through his clothing.  The sweater felt quite sexy against his
bare cheek and he rubbed against it as he took in the mixed boy scents
emanating from the older boy.  Cautiously he allowed his hand to start sliding
down the teens back until it was resting against the tightly trousered ass and
he ran his fingers over the smooth material where it covered the tantalising
ass crack.  Now he felt the hands around him move to his shoulders where they
started pressing, forcing Ian to kneel so that his face was directly facing
the shiny zip of Alex's trousers.  His head was pressed against the material
and as he smelt the hint of teen crotch that wafted through the thin material
he could feel the hardness of the other's cock pressing the trousers into his
face.  Alex started rubbing Ian's face gently over his covered crotch, his
hands ruffling the boys hair as he did so and the combination of sensations
was proving very arousing to the youngster.  He  raised his arms until he was
able to fondle the trousers in the area below the waist and then, lifting his
face away slightly, took hold of the zip with his thumb and forefinger and
slowly started to pull it down. 

The sound of the unfastening zip seemed loud in the quiet room but Ian was too
interested in the widening slit of the fly through which he could now see part
of Alex's boxers.  Once the fly was completely open the other boys cock forced
the cotton boxers covering it through the gap and Ian eagerly leant forward
again so he could press his nose and mouth against the material.  The scent of
teen cock and crotch was much stronger now, and Ian also detected a slight
hint of piss and cum.  Realising that the spunky smell was probably the result
of his earlier exertions when he'd spattered his cum into the older boys
crotch caused his own dick to expand more until it was pressing uncomfortably
against his jockeys.  He continued sniffing as his hand grabbed the clip at
Alex's waist and undid it so that the grey trousers snapped open and slid part
way down the slim, well m muscled legs. Ian wrapped his hands around them,
feeling the smooth skin as he buried his face into the cock covering boxers.
He slipped his fingers inside the legs and on up until he was feeling the
smooth, fleshy ass cheeks of the other boy.   Alex had now started a slight
thrusting motion which was pressing his boxers, where they tented the most,
hard against Ian's mouth and without thinking the boy opened his mouth
allowing Alex's cotton covered cock to push its way into the wet, waiting
orifice.

As his tongue brushed against the boxers and enclosed prick Ian realised that
although, perhaps, a slightly unusual action, it was very erotic as he was
sure he could taste teen cock through the material.  Now Alex was starting to
fuck his mouth, slowly at first then harder, and Ian did his best to
accommodate the movements.  It was, he imagined, a bit like sucking a cock
wearing a cloth condom but a bit drier, but he was really getting into this
unusual sex game and the fact that his fingers were now rubbing against the
tight muscle of Alex's asshole was making the whole experience even better.
He chewed the inside of his cheeks a bit to try to generate some saliva and as
he did he pressed one finger against the tight teen asshole and his dick
flipped as he felt the finger starting to slide into the hot hole.  Now Alex
was pressing hard against the probing finger with each backward motion and
pushing his slightly damp boxer covered cock further into Ian' mouth.  Ian
responded by inserting more of his finger until he managed to get all of it
into the vibrating ass and he could feel the pressure of the  muscle clamping
hard against the intruding digit.  He wiggled the fingertip around the warm,
wet passage and heard Alex groan in  pleasure just as his cock jerked and hot,
creamy cum started sieving through the cotton and into Ian's receptive mouth.
Ian could taste the wonderful cum as it slowly started covering his lapping
tongue and he sucked eagerly, trying to get as much of the teen juice as he
could at the same time finger fucking Alex as vigorously as he could.  All too
soon the spurting cum slowed and stopped and Alex stepped back a pace, his
eyes bright with lust.

Ian was just wondering if that was it, and how he was going to handle the
painful stiffness in his own jockey's, when, to his amazement, he saw Alex's
softening cock starting to harden again even though it had only been a short
time since he'd cum.  The teen started to rub his cum damp boxers with one
hand and the scent of fresh spunk filled Ian's nostrils.   Alex stepped
forward again, took hold of the younger boys head and pressed it against the
cummy boxers, rubbing Ian's face around the wettest area until his lips and
cheeks were slimy with the recently ejaculated cum.  Now the boy felt himself
being lifted to his feet and then, to his amazement and joy a pair of warm
lips mashed against his own and a wet, probing tongue pushed its way into his
cum tangy mouth.  As the older boy started to kiss him Ian responded eagerly,
forcing his tongue into the others mouth, tasting the sweet saliva and
smelling the cum still glistening on his cheeks. One hand stroked the rough
material of Alex's sweater whilst the other slipped down to the boys crotch
until he made contact with the sticky boxers with their imprisoned prick.  As
he felt Alex's hardness pressing into his palm through the boxers he squeezed
gently and felt the organ respond.  He continued fondling it as his tongue
continued to explore the older boys wonderful mouth.

Until now he had never really thought about the sweaters many of the boys wore
but as he continued rubbing against the one worn by Alex the boy realised that
the garment was helping to increase his sexual excitement, and as his hand
reached the spot where the end of the sweater met Alex's trousers he slipped
it under the tight material and up the other boys back, feeling the warmth of
the cotton shirt against his palm and the compressing roughness of the sweater
against the back of his hand.  He was still squeezing his new acquaintances
cloth covered cock as he frantically rubbed his tongue over the interior of
the older boys mouth and was disappointed when the other boy drew back so he
was standing about 18 inches away from him.

He needn't have worried though for Alex reached forward and started to
unbutton the younger boys white shirt until it gaped open at the front
revealing a pale, hairless chest. He slipped the shirt off completely and
started to tweak the small exposed nipples which caused Ian to gasp in
pleasure.  He'd never had this done to him before and was finding it intensely
stimulating.  Alex continued with this treatment for a minute or so before
sliding his hand down the other boys body until he reached the grey trousers
which he swiftly undid causing them to slide down to the floor where they lay
crumpled around Ian's ankles.  Ian stood watching as Alex stepped out of his
own trousers and then he followed suit and the two of them stared at each
other, Alex still in shirt, sweater and cummy boxers, Ian now naked to the
waist and just wearing his jockeys which had an extremely noticeable bulge in
the front. Alex also noticed a small damp spot on the cotton material where
Ian's cock head was pressing against it and knew that the youngsters was
starting to produce pre-cum in his excitement.  He stood motionless as Ian
grasped the tight, grey sweater and slowly drew it upwards until he was able
to pull it over the taller boys head and remove it.  He had to stand on tiptoe
to do it and even then Alex had to bend forwards slightly to make the removal
of the garment easier.  He could feel eager fingers at the buttons of his
shirt and then cool air brushing his chest as his shirt flapped open.

Ian rubbed a hand over Alex's smooth, warm chest and then moved forward and
clamped his mouth around one of the pert teen nipples that now lay exposed
pulling off the shirt as he did so. As he ran his tongue over the small
protrusion he felt Alex twitch and heard a small moan so, encouraged by this
reaction, wrapped his arms tightly around the other boy as he continued to
lick at the nipple, feeling his jockey covered crotch pressing against the
spunky boxers and rigid enclosed prick of the other boy. His hand ran down
Alex's back until they reached the waistband of the boxers which he  then
caught hold of and slipped the underwear down over the firm cheeks of Alex's
ass.  He released the material so that it bunched up at the top of the other
boys thighs and then started to feel the enticing ass cheeks, his fingertips
brushing against the ass crack with it's exciting, hidden treasures.

Alex grabbed at the other boy and performed a similar movement on the jockeys
before pressing a hand eagerly into Ian's tight ass crack.  They fondled each
other in this way until finally neither boy could wait any longer and
simultaneously they broke slightly apart, grabbed the others dishevelled
underwear and pulled it right off until they were both standing stark naked,
hard cocks pointing at each other.  Alex grabbed Ian and turned him round and
then, kneeling behind him, he grabbed each of the youngsters ass cheeks with
one hand and prised them apart until he could see the dark muscled asshole
that until then had been concealed between them. He could smell the exciting
aroma of the boys ass and he pressed his face against the open crack and
placing the tip of his wet tongue right against the tightly closed hole he
pressed into it until he felt his sensory organ start to penetrate Ian's most
secret place.

The youngster had never ever even dreamed of having someone's tongue licking
his asshole let alone actually experiencing it and he closed his eyes tightly
and pressed his ass into the face pushing against it which, of course caused
the probing tongue to slip a little further up his asshole.  He clenched his
ass muscle around the wet intruder which was now lapping furiously at the
entrance to his tight young  fuck tunnel  and then Alex's had slipped around
to Ian's crotch and wrapped itself firmly around his cock, a thumb rubbing
over his pre-cum oozing piss slit, before his foreskin was gently clasped and
rubbed slowly up and down his straining shaft.

Although Ian didn't know it then, it was the first time Alex had ever tongue
fucked another youth.  He'd never even considered it until today but when he
had smelt the heady, tempting scent of the younger boys asshole he'd been
overtaken by such a feeling of lust he'd stuck his tongue in without thinking.
Now he had penetrated the boys inner sanctum and was tasting the sex flavours
of the dampening asshole he knew he had discovered a new experience he would
definitely be repeating and as he wanked Ian at the same time he could feel
the tension building in his balls and knew it wouldn't take much more to make
himself cum even though nothing was in contact with his prick.  Then another
idea came to him and he released the slim, slippery cock and felt blindly
around until he made contact with his sperm damp boxers.  He grabbed them
quickly moved his hand back to Ian's crotch and dick only this time he wrapped
the wettest section of his boxers over the beautiful shaft before he tightened
his hand on top and started wanking the boy again.

Even without looking down as soon as he felt the cool, slimy material sliding
up and down his cock he knew what was happening and the realisation that
another boys fresh cum was being used to wank him off, combined with the
sensation of the tongue up his ass was more than enough and he tensed every
muscle in his body, closed his eyes and started the best orgasm of his life so
far.  His cock started jerking inside its stimulating covering and his hot cum
started spurting from his piss slit and spattering into Alex's already wet
boxers.  Alex knew Ian was ejaculating and wanked him harder still, feeling
his hand starting to get sticky as Ian's boy cream oozed through the thin
cotton of the boxers.  The younger boy was still orgasming and the pressure on
Alex' tongue was now almost unbearable but he kept licking the willing asshole
as the scent of Ian's boy cunt was getting stronger with every blob of cum
soaking into the boxers.

Even thought Ian had not quite finished Alex knew he could wait no longer and,
almost desperately, he removed his hand and their contents from the slightly
softening cock and transferred it to his own, painfully hard organ.  As soon
as he felt the warm, sticky wetness of Ian's cum make contact with his own
prick he started to cum and he forced his tongue as far as it would go into
Ian's asshole as gobs of creamy spunk started pulsating from his piss slit
into the now cum soaked crotch of his boxers.  He tightened the grip on his
shaft until he could feel the mixed ten cum thick and sticky against his
throbbing cock and the sensation caused more blobs of his fresh spunk to
spatter into the cotton.  The sensations of the slimy liquid against his
sensitive cock head were amazing and with his free hand he grasped Ian's half
soft dick and squeezed it gently, forcing a final, drop of the boys cum out of
the piss slit.  As it emerged he rubbed it into the squishy head of the boy's
cock and was rewarded by a muscle spasm of enjoyment in the tongue fucked
asshole.

Eventually it was all over and the two boys gradually relaxed, trying to
lessen the sound of their breathing which seemed awfully loud.  Ian turned
around so he could look at the face of the still kneeling Alex, beads of sweat
on his forehead as he gazed back at the younger boy. Even without speaking
they both knew that this had been something special in their youthful sexual
experimentation and both also knew that they wanted to continue exploring each
other even though there would be other experiences with other boys. Ian kept
watching as Alex unravelled his crumpled boxers and as they regained their
normal shape the dark wetness of the spunky crotch was plain to see. The smell
of spunk emanating from them seemed to fill the cubicle and caused a reaction
in both boys even though they had just cum magnificently. 

Ian was just thinking how wet Alex would get when he put his boxers back on
when he felt each of his legs lifted from the floor in turn before being
inserted into one leg hole of Alex's boxers. Before he had a chance to say
anything the kneeling boy grabbed the waistband and pulled the soggy garment
right up to Ian's waist.  As the spunk soaked crotch made contact with his
skin Ian heard a kind of  splatting sound as the still sperm warm material
adhered itself to his cock, balls and surrounding skin.  Instead of feeling
shocked or put off, Ian was surprised to find he was getting hard again.  Now
Alex was standing up and putting on Ian's jockeys which because him a bit of
trouble as they were quite tight but eventually he managed it, the tight
cotton showing in intimate detail the outline of his hardening prick.  

"Now we've both got something to remember each other by, OK?" came a quiet
whisper.

Ian started to nod, bemused, confused but very excited, as Alex completed his
sentence.

"At least until the next time . . ."

To be continued . . .       

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