Date: Fri, 22 Nov 2019 13:02:32 +0000
From: Vintage Speedoboy
Subject: 1950's Boarding school 6

This is entirely a work of fiction inspired by the Channel 4 TV series
`That'll teach em' in 2005 when a group of 30 British teenagers spent four
weeks back in time experiencing a typical 1950's British Boarding Grammar
school with its harsh discipline, old school teaching syllabus culminating
in taking 1950's GCE `O' level exams. This and the German series `Die Hardt
Schole' (The Hard School) is my main resource for this story, both of which
are on Youtube.

The school and all the named characters is entirely a work of fiction and
any similarity to actual persons living or dead is purely unintentional and
is not intended to reflect negatively on their characters.

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1950's boarding school chapter six.

The last few days to the autumn half term holiday went by in a blur except
for the telegram which Joe sent me weighed heavily on my mind so I called
him from the phone box outside the school but all he could tell me was that
the coppers had found the Carlton in the plant room and wanted to speak to
me about it which didn't bode well. He also wanted me to work at the pool
on the Saturday and he sent me a priority letter containing my flight
ticket.

Matron had previously received a letter from Joe instructing her to measure
both underneath and across my breasts carefully using a tape measure which
I thought was rather strange which she mailed back to him and I knew they
had obviously got larger and contained more milk owing to taking an extra
pill daily. I only found out about this on the morning of my departure
after breakfast when matron summoned me to her surgery asking to remove my
shirt and tie and sit on her chair when she fitted me with a sheer white
nylon push up bra which after she made a few adjustments not only fitted me
perfectly, I saw that my breasts were poking right out with some cleavage
and when I looked in the mirror, it was almost see through and I knew
immediately Joe had this one made for me when I glimpsed the maker's
business card.

I put my shirt and tie on finding out that my breasts now fill out my shirt
and when I saw myself in the mirror, staring back at me I saw myself with
women's breasts but what struck me is that my nipples which had become more
sensitive really stuck out now, they were about an inch long as thick as my
thumb and poking out like small cocks from their puffy areolas and not only
that, everyone would immediately see my entire bra through my shirt and I
certainly noticed that my breasts also filled out my suit jacket which too
was a tighter fit around my chest which certainly had the appearance of
being puffed out so to help me out, she drank some milk out of my
breasts. I watched her eyes light up as she began moaning loudly knowing
that she loved every drop she milked out of me and not only that. I smelled
her pussy scents knowing she was sopping wet down there and if time wasn't
short that day, I would certainly have ended up plowing my huge cock inside
her pussy and filling her with a huge load.

Mr. Breedlove kindly gave me a lift excusing me from attending the last
Friday of school to Dalcross airfield wearing my suit carrying my ex
paratroopers rucksack and my WW2 ex RAF haversack. Whilst driving to the
airport he asked me to unbutton my jacket, shirt and my flies so he could
cup my breasts caressing and stroking my nylon encased nipples through my
bra before turning his attention to my rock hard cock when he drove into a
single track unsurfaced lane stopped the car and sucked off my cock whilst
feeling up my breasts and caressing my nipples at the same time, he licked
around the head of my cock especially the piss slit before bobbing up and
down with his head and with my nipples having hardened like bullets
becoming even more sensitive sending intense tingling sensations to my
balls, there was no need to warn him that I was about to come, my cock
became even harder and twitching with powerful jerks told him that just
seconds before a huge rush of spunk taking about three seconds gushed into
his mouth followed by at least a dozen more which were well spaced out
between each one which must have taken about a couple of minutes during
which I was assaulted by intense sensations making me scream my head off
writhing and begging him to stop as these sensation were far worse than
those I experienced before I began shooting spunk when I kept wanking my
cock until those intense sensations forced me to stop.

He sucked out every drop of spunk out of me and finally mopped any which
finally leaked out with a tissue as my cock finally softened leaving me to
tuck it back inside my silk swimming trunks I wore as underwear. He then
sucked on my nipples through my bra drawing out beads of breast milk
leaving wet spots on my bra before I finally buttoned up my shirt, my flies
and finally my jacket highly relieved that no one was around to see us with
only the highland cattle nearby hearing my screams.

He continued driving to the airport and finally sat in the lounge with me
buying myself a coffee and a McVities fruit cake followed by smoking a
Capstan full strength navy cut cigarette when, about a quarter of an hour
later I watched the British European Airways AS57 Airspeed Ambassador 2
(also known as an Elizabethan) aircraft arriving from London land then taxi
to the terminal and disgorge its passengers.

Mr. Breedlove saw me off with hugs which excited my nipples as our chests
pushed into each other with tongue kisses as I queued up and checked in for
the flight watching my rucksack being weighed with a luggage label
attached, at this point the aircraft was being refueled for its three hour
flight to London's Heathrow airport where we sat in the lounge until the
flight was called.

Whilst walking out to the aircraft I certainly felt my breasts bouncing
slightly within the confines of my bra in time with my steps exciting my
nylon encased nipples as they felt the caress of rubbing against the silky
lining of my jacket. This is a sensation I loved feeling adding another
dimension to walking as I reasoned this must be another one of a woman's
secrets? Wondering if anyone else would notice my breasts and yet I became
hooked on wearing this bra from now on.

Like the RAF's Avro York transport aircraft with its triple tail fins and
high wing with its four Rolls Royce Merlin engines. The Airspeed Ambassador
2 Elizabethan too was a similarly large aircraft like the Avro York except
it was powered by two huge Bristol Centaurus sleeve valve radial engines
seating 50 passengers with a round fuselage.

I wrote the aircraft's details into my diary. G-ALZP, C/N 5213, Sir Richard
Grenville built 1950 making this quite a new aircraft displaying very
prominent Royal Mail logos on the outer tail fins and took my seat at the
back of the aircraft after dad told me never to sit next to the propellers
just in case on lets go and punches its way through the fuselage. I
unbuttoned my jacket for comfort giving me relief from its tight fit
thinking about getting a larger size and asking Matron nicely on my return
to exchange my blazer and shirt for the same reason.

The engines started up followed by the aircraft taxiing out to the runway
when it took off with the engines bellowing out a loud roar leaving the
runway into a gentle climb. I could only admire in wonder seeing the
Scottish highlands out the window as the aircraft climbed through wisps of
clouds knowing that Joe would be there waiting to collect me when the
aircraft lands around lunchtime when I lit up another cigarette as soon as
the seat belt/no smoking signs went out.

True to his word, there was Joe waiting to collect me as I walked out the
arrivals gate with my paratroopers rucksack on my back carrying my
haversack and drove me straight to the pool and into his office where I
must have got the shock of my life as waiting there for me was a local
plain clothes detective with an RAF Police Flight sergeant with the
Carlton. The detective opened the conversation with.

"Dylan, I am here to finally clear up this issue regarding this bicycle. I
received information from the RAF that it was stolen from the RAF station
at Changi, Singapore and you brought this bicycle back to the UK."

"I suppose there's no denying it, especially the amount I was hounded over
this, what will happen to me?"

"Nothing, Your removing that bicycle and bringing it home is construed as
taking it back and returning it to its rightful owner which in this case
happens to be your father. His bicycle was stolen some time ago from your
grandmother's shed whilst she was looking after it until your father
returned home and for the Simpson boy to have it in his possession
certainly makes him a suspect for either theft or receiving."

"So, how did you find this out?"

"At first we took the RAF at their word until a WPC checked the files and
found the stolen report of your father's bike's serial number tallied with
the RAF's report, from there, we simply put two and two together."

I became ecstatic that this was finally all over and yet I just couldn't
believe it was dad's bike all along. I shook hands and thanked them before
they finally left leaving me a very happy bunny indeed and asked Joe.

"Please may I send my father a telegram?"

"Of course you may, and this time you make damn sure you keep his bike
locked up from now on."

I wrote out the telegram and Joe read it out to the operator happy to see
it being sent despite me having to pay for it which I gladly watched him
put it into the cash box with a note and pull out my wage packet.

Thankfully Vicky was on duty and just even thinking about her had my cock
stirring inside my silk swimming trunks with a lovely sensation inside my
breasts and when she came out from poolside and entered Joe's office, I had
already taken my jacket off and draped it over Joe's chair when her eyes
lit up as she certainly noticed my breasts tenting out my shirt especially
with my nipples sticking out. By now my cock was fully hard tenting out my
trousers when she gave me a welcome hug with a very passionate tongue kiss
and she became excited with our breasts pushing against each other which
she says has a lesbian feel about it which she really likes doing as she's
regularly having sex with girls, both from her school and her swimming
team.

Thankfully Joe left in his car to take my luggage home to my grandmother on
his way home leaving me to ride home on the Carlton and Vicky to lock up
the building. Both the teenage boy lifeguards left for their homes when
Vicky locked the door behind her, led me out on poolside and sensually
stripped me naked folding my clothes neatly on a nearby bench and humming a
tune as she finally removed my bra with gentle caresses before she too
removed her shorts, tee shirt and panties when we both swam naked in the
pool.

After a few lengths of the pool, we stopped at the three foot shallow end
and fell into a lover's embrace kissing and caressing each other when she
latched onto a breast and began drinking my heavenly contents followed by
my other breast whilst she stroked my rock hard cock underwater thankful
that my breasts have already recharged with their precious contents when
she guided my huge rock hard leaking cock into her pussy as we both saw a
film spewing out of my piss slit which is my pre-cum love juices and the
same thing was also happening to her pussy which too was also leaking into
the pool when she sighed with relief as I finally pushed my cock right
inside her and began slowly thrusting inside her sending ripples out into
the pool as she held me with her hands on my back. Thankfully she isn't one
of those girls who scratches the hell out of a boy's back during sex.

After our session in the pool, she led me into the female changing area
where we took a shower together and she sucked out any remaining spunk out
of my cock. Normally I'm not allowed in here for cleaning tasks during
operating hours except when all the swimmers have left and just like the
male changing area, all the cubicles sidewalls have glory-holes.

Having dried off and dressed, Vicky led me back into the office saying.

"I forgot to tell you, Joe's left this for you," it was another forged
prescription with a large medicine bottle containing 300 pills with a
prescription label bearing my name instructing me to take two each day. I
pocketed them and we both smoked our cigarettes before finally leaving the
building and riding home on the Carlton.

Gran gave me a lasting hug when I entered the house before putting the
kettle on to make me a cup of tea with two Penguin chocolate biscuits
whilst I wheeled the Carlton into my bedroom and removed my jacket then sat
on the settee recounting my schooldays and the story of the Carlton to
which she replied.

"I knew there was something about that bike but even with my intuition, I
knew your father had one like it but I wasn't sure. He'll be glad now that
it's been found and you better take proper care of it from now on, oh, by
the way, Joe's left you a note on the mantelpiece."

I started unpacking in my bedroom highly relieved that I didn't have any
dirty laundry to wash putting it all away neatly into the cupboard finding
a niche to hide my bra when I noticed something in the rucksacks pocket I
certainly didn't pack at the dormitory in its wrapping, I read the print on
the wrapper which said. `Litesome athletic supporter,' and knew immediately
what it was which could only have been slipped in there by matron, it was a
jockstrap in my size.

I changed out of my suit hanging it with the shirt in the cupboard, opened
the package and tried it on. This was indeed a very erotic garment making
my cock really hard, I felt myself up and really liked it, I knew some boys
wore these during games lessons and thought about looking in the pool's
sportswear supplier's catalogue asking Joe to order some for me knowing the
pool orders sports kit for schools.

Having changed back into tee shirt and shorts, I gave gran my wage packet
when she took out her book, totaled up her bills and with what's left sent
me out shopping. She wrote out her list whilst I donned my rucksack,
wheeled the bike into the hallway with the lock and chain, put the money
into the pouch and rode to the grocer's shop.

I picked up everything on the list which filled my rucksack right up minus
the bread which went into the carrier bag, luckily I had my own money with
me as there wasn't enough left in the wage packet to pay for it all. I rode
home putting the bike back in my bedroom and put all the shopping onto the
kitchen table when gran gave me a kiss and a hug.

I sat down to read dad's letters followed by the note Joe had left me
thinking. `I've only just got home and now I'm wanted at the Bath Club in
London. Knowing I'm going to be paid loads of money for sex and sleeping
with someone I said.

"Gran, there's a friend at the pool inviting me for a sleepover."

"Off you go then as it'll give me some peace and quiet."

I changed back into my suit wearing a pair of those skimpy black nylon
swimming trunks Joe sent me with my bra under my shirt, no sooner had I put
on my bra, my nipples hardened like small cocks tenting out my bra followed
by my shirt and I got a huge hard on inside those trunks. I refrained from
having a wank in order to save my spunk for the coming night.

Joe's package also contained a pair of nylon stockings and a suspender belt
to hold them up which I carefully put on thankful that Vicky had showed me
how she puts on her stockings followed by my trousers. I packed the
jockstrap, those pills, overnight wash and shave kit, cigarettes, lighter,
money &c into my ex RAF WW2 haversack and finally put on my black polished
shoes, left the house and called Joe from a phone box to come and give me a
lift to the railway station.

Once there, I ordered a thick chocolate malt milk shake taking one of those
pills to prime my breasts filling them up with milk ready for the coming
night then caught the train to Paddington and finally the tube.

By the time I arrived at the Bath club, my breasts were almost full of milk
and straining tightly against my shirt bouncing and jiggling with every
step exciting my nipples and also feeling the lovely caress as my trousers
glided sensually over my stockinged legs before I've even entered the
building. Taking an empty milk bottle I went to the changing rooms to wash
out the bottle, hand express my breasts into the bottle, capped it and
placed it into the fridge with a label bearing my name on it for later then
swam in the pool naked as it was a men's session and everyone here was
naked.

Despite being naked sporting a huge cock and breasts noticing men leering
at me with their hands on their cocks, it was here that the men who were
leering at me also made me feel secure, like this was my home pool and
these were my regular swimmers. I was soon joined by Ben, a 14 year old
blond extra long haired bell boy whose hair draped well past his shoulder
blades who would be on duty this evening attending to both myself and my
client's needs and we both swam lengths together.

After we left the pool, we dried off, changed into bottle green coloured
identical nylon swim briefs with a much fuller cut resembling girl's
netball knickers to wear throughout the evening with polo shirts which gave
Ben the appearance of a schoolgirl coming straight from a netball game and
we fell into a passionate tongue kissing and caressing embrace humping our
rock hard cocks into each other and this boy's cock was the same size as
mine although slightly thinner then we left for the bar for glasses of ice
cold coke with ice and smoked our cigarettes before Ben led me up to the
room booked for the client.

He checked all round the room making sure it's clean and tidy then left
returning later with a smartly dressed dark blond curly haired Mark Gallon,
a young man in his early 20's swearing me to secrecy at the identity of
this famous footballer. He showed him the menu taking our meals and drinks
orders then left leaving me to slowly strip him naked.

I slowly and sensually removed each article of clothing to finally reveal
his muscular athletic body wearing a brand new jockstrap which I removed
revealing a huge monster erect cock almost a foot long with a huge bulbous
head divided in two halves by a huge piss slit and there wasn't a single
hair to be seen anywhere on his baby smooth body.

Mark pulled back the huge bed's covers which was certainly big enough for a
threesome when right on cue I stripped naked and slipped into bed with him
to start fondling and tongue kissing each other between the silk sheets
which felt so wonderful on our skins. He was very passionate in kissing and
cuddling which is all we did until Ben returned with a serving trolley with
our food and drinks.

This guy certainly had expensive tastes having ordered lobster whereas I
ordered Scottish smoked salmon and there was a huge ice bucket containing
two bottles of Singapore Tiger beer and the bottle of my breast milk with
glasses and a full pack of Capstan full strength navy cut cigarettes for
me.

We talked about football throughout the meal followed later about the RAF
and my exploits with them during dad's postings. Having finished the meal,
Ben opened a second ice container containing a stainless steel bucket with
a lid encased in ice cubes to which salt was added which I knew immediately
to be an old school ice cream freezer when Ben took the lid off the inner
bucket and served our ice cream including one for him and between the three
of us we polished the whole lot off.

Finally came the coffee which was contained inside a two pint Aladdin's
Stanley vacuum flask with separate milk and Demerara sugar. Ben poured out
the piping hot coffee adding measures of milk and sugar whereas I requested
black coffee with two sugars in a three quarter filled cup knowing my
breasts were about to start leaking and hand expressed my milk into my cup
with gasps of astonishment from the pair of them saying.

"Tonight, you're certainly going to be getting your money's worth."

"I can see that!, I've already heard about you thinking they were pulling
my leg and now I know it really is true, sonny, you have an exceedingly
rare gift," said Mark.

I bade the pair of them to lie on either side of me and breast fed them
which thankfully relieved the build up inside my breasts even though the
sensations of having my nipples sucked, the milk coursing through them,
their hands cupping a breast each sending electricity straight to my cock
and balls very nearly had me shooting off a hands free load of
spunk. Thankfully they were gentle and didn't go mad on my nipples even
though I saw it in both their faces they certainly loved my wonderful
elixir of love which flowed into their mouths.

Ben was first to take Mark's huge cock up into his back hole and spent time
lubing up both his huge cock and his cavernous love tunnel, he may be only
14 and yet his unbelievably huge hole was testament to the numbers of large
cocks he's been taking up there and having that wanton look in his face
which I've seen before certainly was a reliable indicator that this boy was
certainly experiencing intense cravings inside his love tunnel which could
only be satisfied by a large cock plowing into him and filling up his
bowels with a load of spunk.

He had Ben lie on his back with his ankles round his muscular shoulders and
slowly pushed his huge monster of a cock into his previously lubed rear
hole and what surprised me was he didn't wince or cry out in pain as he
just took his entire length in his stride, nevertheless he was gentle on
him thrusting gently whilst massaging his entire muscular slab like
pectorals and his nipples with the palms of his hands in a circular motion
doubtless sending those wonderful feelings straight to his balls whilst I
watched him with my hand grasped around my huge teen boys cock slowly
wanking it then changing hands cupping my entire breasts and using a
circular motion rubbing the tips of my nipples with the palms of my hands
then leaning over and doing the same to Ben which made him jump as they
were so sensitive and topping out his puffy breast buds which certainly
felt like they had hard pads surrounding his nipples.

I leant across him taking his cock into my mouth playing my tongue over its
head and especially his piss slit savouring the taste of his pre-cum in my
mouth and feeling his cock jerk in powerful twitches when I felt it get
even larger followed by a huge torrent of spunk gushing powerfully inside
my mouth hitting the back of my throat followed by about 10 more which was
indeed a surprisingly huge load for a 14 year old with his angelic girly
like appearance owing to his extra long hair with butter not melting in his
mouth as he took Mark's huge load in his stride.

Now it was my turn and having a smaller cock even though it's now grown to
nine inches since the beginning of term, I had to wonder how big it would
eventually get in about five years and a few months time when I reached my
official coming of age. Owing to my smaller size and Ben's well lubricated
hole I was able to give it to him hard and boy, was he begging for it, at
this rate I knew I wasn't going to last long which didn't matter as the
three of us were sleeping together in the same bed so we had all night. By
now even my arse was craving for a cock up there and twitching inside like
crazy with my balls also tingling and my breasts were certainly becoming
warm when I let fly with a huge load taking about a dozen huge squirts into
his powerfully clenching rear hole as he too shot off his hands free load
which flew out like a water pistol. I felt every single contraction inside
my arse with my legs almost giving away and those lovely sensations in my
breasts and nipples as my warm liquid of love squirted onto the palms of my
hands for the first time followed by licking them clean.

I changed places with Ben ready to take Mark's' hugely monstrous fuck stick
up my arse. He lubed me up good and proper as well as his cock, I placed my
ankles onto his shoulders when I felt the huge head of his throbbing
leaking cock press against my hole, I pulled both my globes apart when I
felt a push and it just popped straight in, he pushed gently until it was
all the way in and let it settle before he began slowly thrusting into me
with the biggest cock I've taken in my entire life relieving my arse of its
cravings for cock knowing I've got a week of intense sex ahead of me before
returning to school in the knowledge of making a bloody fortune.

Mark was ever so gentle with me taking the utmost care not to hurt me with
his monstrously huge cock as he thrust into me gently holding me by the
hips resisting the temptation to go hell for leather in the final moments
just before he finally unloaded a huge load inside me although he did take
one last huge thrust and held it deep inside me when I felt his hot spunk
flooding into me and boy, did he shoot a huge load leaving shit loads of
spunk pouring out of my arse when Ben quickly took over and pushed his cock
right inside my love tunnel in one foul swoop.

Thankfully his cock's smaller than Mark's so therefore I didn't mind him
going hell for leather in his teenage boy exuberance fuelled by lust as he
pummeled into me with his cock, thankfully he didn't take long to fire off
his load inside me which, even though it wasn't as much as Marks, it was
still a huge load for a 14 year old and hot too so I gave him a real treat
and let him drink some of my precious breast milk from both breasts after
giving both his nipples a good sucking and being the good bell boy, he made
our coffees, this time with my breast milk contained in the milk bottle and
seeing his face light up as he tasted it was pure heaven, after finishing
our coffees he made up three cannabis laced roll up cigarettes which, as we
smoked gave us a nice sensation of happiness before we finally retired for
the night with myself in the middle enabling them both to nurse off my
breasts before finally falling asleep not forgetting to take a pill last
thing at night.

Next morning it felt like my udders were about to burst having popped three
pills the day before and having a hot blooded person either side of me who
stirred awake I was thankful to give them their morning milk. They latched
onto a nipple each which felt heavenly as my breasts disgorged their
precious contents into their mouths not to mention those lovely sensations
going straight to my balls building up to a hands free explosion of spunk
blasting out in long squirts and flying everywhere out of my already rock
hard cock.

Ben and Mark sucked off each others cocks greedily drinking each others
spunk which they both fed to me with spunk laden tongue kisses. Ben
showered first, dressed in his bottle green trunks and polo shirt, combed
his hair and left the room for the kitchen returning shortly with our full
English breakfasts having allowed sufficient time for Mark and I to shower
together and Mark's shave.

After breakfast, I bade Ben goodbye until we hooked up again just before he
left with the serving trolley when he left he his father's visiting card
with his home phone number on the back saying.

"Dad runs a film studio making blue movies, give him a call and he'll
arrange some work for you," I knew immediately that he makes 8mm porn
movies whereby the actors make loads of money and asked Ben to call him
before I finally left setting up a meeting for the following morning.

Mark gave me a fat envelope full of white fivers saying. "There's a hundred
quid in there, go and buy yourself a motorcycle."

I replied. "I'm not even old enough to ride one yet."

"Let Bill the man at the desk know leaving him your name and address and
he'll have one in the post for you."

I said. "Thanks," knowing I'm about to receive a fake licence.

I left the Bath club, caught the tube to Paddington and reflected on my
night of passion on the train home. The following morning I took the train
to Paddington after the morning rush hour on an off peak ticket, caught the
tube and after a short walk, knocked on Ben's dad's door who, after coffee
and biscuits, showed me around his studio, gave me a thorough briefing and
after lunch I starred in my first ever blue movie.

The adventures continue.