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Chapter 71

Once John was firmly impaled on our cocks he began to bob up and down which was nice for him, but did not do that much for us except keep us hard so I began to move my body up and down to encourage my cock to rub against Mark's cock and get the two cocks to masturbate each other. Mark soon got in the swing of it and with him moving in time but opposite to me we got the most stroking on the underside of our cocks as those were the surfaces that were rubbing together. With our movement like that John was getting a double tap on his prostate and soon his precum was running down his hard cock and dripping off his balls onto Mark's tummy because that is the way he was facing this time. Mark realising this moved his hand down and began to fondle John's balls spreading his pre-cum over the sac so that his fingers would slip more easily as he fondled. Then he brought his other hand into play as well and began to jack John's cock at the same time. This was too much for John to be able to keep in control and soon he was bouncing on our cocks like a boat in a storm tossed sea which made it difficult for Mark and me to keep up our synchronised movements. Mark tried to calm John down by grabbing hold of his balls and tugging on them but to no avail and with a muffled cry John began to shoot his spunk out over Mark's head to start and then a trail down Mark's body till he was dribbling through Mark's fingers as he had not let go of John's cock yet. John began to calm down and to his credit he continued to bob on our cocks to bring us to an orgasm inside him. He did stop Mark from holding his cock though because he was finding it too hard to take the feelings, but with his continued work on our cocks he never got soft. When our orgasms were nearing, Mark grabbed hold of John's cock once more and worked it a bit faster than John was working our cocks so that he was almost cumming again when first Mark and then I shot our loads into John. I could feel Mark's cock pulsing against mine as he went over the edge and this helped me to start shooting before Mark finished. John, however, was now working towards his second cum and so did not let up on the bouncing on our cocks which kept them hard inside him until his sphincter muscle clamped down on them and he began to pump a very watery offering out onto Mark's stomach.

When John lifted himself off of us, I turned around and began to clean John's cum off of Mark using my tongue. I must admit that I am a true cum fiend and love to drink and taste it as much as I can get it.
We both used John's wash hand basin to clean our cocks and then helped John to clean his bum and legs and where our cum mixed with his mucous and undoubtedly some shit had leaked out and run down the inside of his legs.
All three of us sat around naked in John's room for the rest of the skivvy time just talking. During this talk, John advised us not to try and get on the rugby team as helpers as he had heard what some of them were suggesting they do to their helpers. What he described to us sounded a bit like a milder form of some of the stuff that Lionel's prefect was doing to him and we agreed that we did not want to risk that. In fact when we got back into our dorm we talked to the guys there and told them what we had heard.
"We have had reps from this dorm helping a first team, I suggest in the light of what we have learnt tonight that we let another dorm have the opportunity of being reps for the rugby first fifteen." Simon said.
"Of course if any of you really want to risk it, then we will not try to stop you, but I agree with Simon." Andrew added.
There was a general murmur of consent around the room and we all headed back to our own beds to get ready for the lights to go out a few minutes later.
I must admit that I was quite relieved to have an excuse not to try for the first fifteen as I had not liked what I had heard.

Of course we never did hear of what exactly went on, on the away trips, but when we saw the two boys who were the helpers for the rugby team changing for PE or swimming we knew that it was not the nicest of things. They were shaved smooth but they also had bruises and marks that suggested they suffered some fairly severe pain and torture at the hands of the team. And when one of the boys had to be hospitalised on an away trip we guessed it was probably a result of the way he had been treated by his team rather than the "accident" he was reported to have had.
The other of the two boys did approach Mark and me and asked how we had managed to stay the whole term with the cricket team and we just said we had enjoyed our time with them and they had been good to us. He then told us that he had asked to be dropped from helping as he could not take the punishments anymore.
"What punishments?" I asked.
"I am not allowed to talk about them or I'll get worse, but if we do something they decide is wrong then we get punished." Was all he would tell us.
The bruises and welt marks he sported left us with no doubt that some of these punishments involved being punched in all sorts of places on his body along with being whipped both front and back.

As for Mark and me, that term was a fairly mild term spent mostly with just John, but sometimes Jules would join us in John's room and we would have a bit of extra fun and play. Despite having the opportunity to have an orgasm in John's room every day there were some days when our play did not go as far as shooting a load and yet our appetites were satisfied for the whole term. We enjoyed looking at the development of the other guys in our dorm, but we did not engage in any sexual play with them even though we could have with some who showed a willingness to let us out of their curiosity. Of course the risk of being outed prevented them from openly asking us to have sex with them and so we were able to avoid it. One thing that got the whole dorm talking was the speed at which Oliver was changing. When he had arrived at the beginning of the school year he had been the smallest boy and was totally smooth with balls that looked they had not yet dropped. During that first term he had sprouted his first pube that could be seen and counted as a proper pubic hair. Of course if we had looked more closely we would have seen that he had a lot of soft pubic hair but being blond it did not show as readily as the darker shades do. Over the holidays he had developed more and being away from us we noticed how much he had grown both in height and package size while away. No longer was he the shortest in the dorm and he was fast moving towards having a package that was not the smallest either. By the end of that second term his clothes were all too small and when he put on his school best to go to the church services there was a fair bit of sock showing between his shoes and trouser leg. By the end of the year he was the tallest person in the dorm and sported one of the biggest packages on show and yet he never lost his meek and gentle attitude towards the rest of us. In fact he was probably the most popular boy in our year. And the quality of his caricatures grew with him. Another thing that grew with Oliver was his friendship with Dawid. Yes, his arch enemy became his best friend and although there did not appear to be any sexual attraction between the two, Oliver's drawings of Dawid, both dressed and naked had a quality about them that was different from the rest of his art work; you could almost say there was an air of tenderness about them.

They say that absence makes the heart grow fonder and towards the end of the term, I was living proof of that. I could not get Lionel out of my mind and even when I was involved in some sexual activity in John's room, the picture before me was always of Lionel and the only thing that kept the ghosts of guilt at bay was the firm knowledge that I not only had Lionel's permission to do it with others, but actually had his order to do so. Before we left for the start of the term we had agreed on it, but Lionel had been more insistent that we not keep ourselves for the duration of the term for the other. Lionel reasoned that with the situation of trying to trap his prefect, there was no way that he could keep to such an agreement, and he would feel much happier if he knew for sure that I was not staying celibate for him. As a result, I had had to promise him that I would have fun while at school. What would happen the next term would have to wait to be seen and we would be having a discussion on it during our next holiday break. Of course one of the things that would have to be taken into consideration was that I was most likely going to be a scorer along with Mark for the first team again and with it being the tournament term, we would have more away games and sometimes be away mid-week as well as weekends. We would also be involved in the hospitality of visiting teams that stayed with us during that term and so the chances of being able to keep myself for Lionel would be next to impossible.

Even though we stayed in the same hostel, I hardly saw Willie and Johan during the term. Of course we saw each other in passing as we went about moving from class to class and at meal times, but I did not get much opportunity to talk with them and see if they had heard anything from home. I did of course get letters from ma and I wrote back without feeling it a chore, but more because I wanted to. Not that I had much to include in my letters so they were considerably shorter than the little novels ma wrote to me. But she was keeping me up to date on all that was going on at the farm almost as if I were already the man in charge but away for a bit. Some of the guys in the dorm teased me a bit about it, but it was light-hearted teasing that had no barbs and some of them said they were a bit jealous because I was being treated in a more grown up way than their parents were treating them. One thing she seemed to purposely avoid was answering my questions on whether or not she had heard anything about how Lionel was doing at his school and this I found very frustrating and annoying.

When we went to John's room on the last Wednesday of the term Jules was already in the room with him.
"Right PP, here's the deal. Today we are going to do a four-way circle bj and then you are not going to cum again until it is at the hand of your Lionel. We feel you need to build up a little reserve to give him a good greeting when you two get together that first time you are home." John said.
"Cool, I like the idea of a four-way, but what is going to happen with me for the next two days?" Mark asked.
"Well that is up to you. You can join PP in keeping yours and others hands off your prick, or you can still have some fun with us while PP watches." John answered.
"And what if I don't want to build up a reserve for Lionel?" I asked somewhat miffed at the idea that Mark was being given a choice, but I wasn't. Actually I liked the idea, but was not sure I could manage to go two days without shooting a load but there was a principal at stake here that I was going to pursue.
"Well, if you don't want to do it, then so be it. But I would encourage you to do so, so that you can show Lionel you really love him." Jules spoke for the first time since we had entered the room.
"Of course, we are not going to force it on you; you have a choice just as much as Mark does. But at least think about what we have suggested." John said.
"Ok, I will, now you two appear to be in need of some help to get naked for this bj session." I said with a smile. Of course Mark and I were already naked as was the rule for the skivvy, but we got great pleasure out of helping John and Jules to lose their clothing and made sure they were as hard as we were by the time the last bit of clothing came off.
We pulled a blanket off of John's bed and laid it on the floor so that all four of us could fit on it in more of a square then a circle all facing into the middle of the square. We did not have any discussion on it, but John and Jules got into a position so that I was sucking on John, while Jules was sucking on me and Mark was sucking on Jules and being sucked by John.
Before we actually got started, John said, "No more than two fingers up the arse and try to get it so that we all cum at about the same time. If you feel yourself getting close and the person you are sucking is not showing signs of being there then pull your cock out of your sucker's mouth for a breather. We have two hours to complete this and so there is no need to hurry." And with that I saw him suck Mark's cock in. I sucked his in and felt mine slide over Jules' tongue as he drew me into his mouth.
Jules did not immediately try to push his fingers into my bum and instead he gave me a fair bit of sexual tickling and fondling, playing with my ball bag and lightly scratching his fingernails over my bum cheeks and perineum. At the same time he was bobbing his head slowly up and down my cock but not trying to deep throat me or even get my cock to the back of his mouth preferring to spend more time using his tongue to tap at my piss slit and tickle my glans as he had pulled my foreskin back before even sucking my cock into his mouth. However, with his tongue action he seemed to be taking great pains to leave the fraenulum out of the story for the most part. While this meant that I would take longer to cum, it was quite frustrating and as hard to take as edging is.
I did take my cue from Jules and gave John a similar treatment and remained oblivious to what was happening on the other side of the square. We had probably been going at it for a little over half an hour before Jules allowed a finger to slip into my crack and awaken my hole by sliding over the pucker slowly. That finger followed the seam of the perineum and ball sack and onto my cock's base where I guess he picked up some saliva and carried that back to the hole. A few more runs and Jules must have decided that he enough spit around my butt hole and pushed his finger in sliding it in slowly but consistently to at least the second knuckle. Then followed some single finger fucking for a while before he pushed the second finger in and began to look for my prostate to massage. Now I was beginning to feel good and it was just at that moment when John pulled his cock out of my mouth. And I had not yet even put a finger up his bum. When he did that I was able to say that I was getting close also but not yet to where I needed to pull out. While I waited for him to be ready to stick his cock back in my mouth I used the chance of having my mouth free to get a fair bit of spit and some of his pre-cum on his entrance and as soon as he pushed his cock towards my mouth again, I sucked it in and pushed my finger up his bum. I heard him groan and then he started to move his hips to fuck my mouth and by holding my hand relatively still he fucked himself on my finger. On one of his thrusts into my mouth he moved faster than I could keep up with and my finger left his bum completely. I quickly moved to re-insert it, but added a second finger to the deal at the same time.
John groaned some more and I heard someone else groaning too and realised that we must all be getting close. Jules was feeling my balls with his spare hand while pumping my cock and my butt and I am sure he could feel my body tensing up. I was so ready to cum that there was no way that I was going to pull out and cool off for a bit. Cum together or not, mine was very close to going over the edge of no return. Jules had taken my cock deeper into his mouth and he deep throated me as he began to groan and send his voice box vibrations over my cock head making me realise that he also was close. I was pretty sure that Mark would be close as well and so decided that I would definitely not try to hold off anymore but just let it blast as it happens.
Suddenly I felt a vice like squeeze on fingers and realised that John was about to shoot his first volley into my mouth and I pulled back on his cock just in time to make sure that it blasted into my mouth and not straight down my throat. I felt the force of the first shot as it hit the back of my throat, but then I began to get shot after shot like a sub machine gun pumping round after round into my mouth, I had to swallow before I could really savour it for fear of losing some through leakage. My tongue could feel the little jelly like bits in the liquid and the bitter sweet taste of his cum filled my mouth.
Another groan sent vibrations along my cock and the tingling coupled with a rather hard press against my prostate saw me slam my cock into Jules' mouth and spasm after spasm began to fill his mouth with what would be my last offering before Lionel took the next. Jules sucked on me though until I pulled out of his mouth when I could stand it no longer.
Likewise I sucked on John until he pulled away from me. When he did so, I looked over to see that Mark also was already free of a mouth and was just licking the dribbles from around the base of Jules' cock.

We all looked like the cat that had got the milk and in a manner of speaking we were. We lay there for several minutes while we regained our composure and breath and then got up to wash our fingers at the basin. John checked the time and said we had ten minutes left to sit around and chat before we had to dress and get and back to our dorm. All four of us sat there with our naked cocks losing their rigidity slowly and talked about what we expected to do over the holidays. I talked about the farm and because of ma's letters I had a more intimate knowledge of what I was likely to be doing. The others were clearly intrigued as to how I knew so much and before I could say anything, Mark told John and Jules about the books that ma wrote to me.
"You are a man before your time." John said and it took me a while to work out just what he meant by that, but once we had all discussed it a bit more I understood and knew why he had said it. I tended to agree with him, but needs must and that is one of the things that was needed on our farm.

The next day, I informed the others that I had decided to build up my reserves and so for Thursday evening I got to watch, and get an erection all the same, while John and Mark had some fun in front of me. I was naked as a skivvy should be, and found it very hard to keep my hand off my cock. I only succeeded by reminding myself that I was doing it for Lionel, but that still didn't stop the pre-cum from leaking out and running down to drip off my ball bag onto the cushion of John's desk chair where I was sitting to watch them suck each other off.
Friday morning I awoke with a morning glory harder than any I had ever had to date, but again managed to only hold it for the purposes of pissing and then went on still bobbing as I walked because it was still hard to brush my teeth and wash my face. I was still hard when I got back to my bed space in the dorm to get dressed. Going commando forced me to touch it again while I tucked it up under my waist band so that it would not show when we went for breakfast. Fortunately breakfast took my mind off of it and I lost my boner while I was eating and was able to be more natural as I walked across the grounds to my first lesson of the day.
When the bell went to mark the end of our final lesson we had handed back all our books and did not need to go back to the hostel before lunch. We made a beeline to the dining hall and only went back to our dorms after we had eaten. Mark and I helped each other to do the final packing of our trunks after we had changed into our best to travel in and following the example I had learnt off Johan and Willie we stacked one trunk on top of the other and carried them out to where we would wait to be picked up by parents.
As we were passing John's room, he called out to us and asked us to go back and help him once we had dumped our trunks down. This we did and when we got into his room Mark grabbed me and kissed me on the lips.
"I know you love another and I am jealous of him, but I needed to do that to say good bye to you now. I love you and always will. Even when I find my own Lionel, I will still love you in my own little way." Mark said.
"And I love you too, but just not the same way that I love Lionel." I answered, hoping that this would help him as I saw a glisten in his eyes and knew that his tears were just there.
"And I love both of you and will miss you over the holidays. Now remember, you both have the right to tell me that you are not going to do any sex stuff when you come back next term. That means Mark that I hope you find yourself a boyfriend too. I will miss it if you do stop, but I will also understand it. Now let's get my trunk and stuff out of here please." John said.
When we got outside, Stephan was already waiting and had found my trunk and put in the back of the double cab. He came over and gave me a hug and then looked at Mark and John and I made the introductions just before Willie and Johan came out bearing their double decker trunks. I turned to help Willie and Johan and when I turned back I saw Stephan shaking John's hand and giving Mark a squeeze on his shoulder.
With some small hugs and a wave I said my good byes to the others and was in the truck and we were away heading to home and Lionel.