Date: Tue, 28 Jul 2020 18:28:43 +0000 From: Roron Subject: Laserby Prep School 1 This is, of course a bit of fiction, but it may have a little element of truth in it. The most important fact, though is that Nifty appreciates your contribution to this wonderful site. Please consider a donation to http://donate.nifty.org.htm ............................................................................ My name is Barry. I am a twenty six year old who is very pleased to have just got a job teaching at Laserby Prep School. This is a boarding school for boys between the ages of six and thirteen, and as well as teaching I am going to be involved in supervising the boarders. Not all the staff live on site but I had been told I would be given accommodation in the school. When I arrived the day before the term began I was shown my small flat. It was a couple of rooms between two big dormitories. There was basically an open-plan living room / kitchen, a bedroom and a bathroom. I had been told that my boarding duties would revolve around looking after the boys in the dorms by me. I spent the rest of the day unpacking and having a look around my new surroundings. Each of the dorms had twelve beds. One room was for Year 6s (11 -- 12 year olds) and one for Year 7s (12-13 year olds). Each dorm had its own entrance leading outside but my rooms did not -- I had to go through one dorm or the other to get out. Opposite my flat door was the boys' toilet and shower area. There were urinals first and then stalls further on. Between the two there was an entrance to the showers, with pegs on the wall each side, presumably for towels, before a cubicle with six shower heads in it. The deputy head had explained what I had to teach so I spent most of the next day sorting out my classroom. The matron said she would greet the boys when they arrived and sort them out on the first day and then would come round with me on the second day to explain boarding duties. This was helpful as I was invited to the headmaster's house for supper on that first evening. However, I couldn't resist spending time in each of the dormitories getting to know some of my new charges. They certainly were a varied bunch in terms of size and shape, but the one thing they seemed to have in common was their chattiness. I was already up and dressed the following morning when the rising bell sounded. Matron was waiting outside my flat, but she said there was no big rush as the first thing the boys did was to go for a swim. Indeed everyone of them had disappeared from their dorms. Matron and I just checked that everyone had left and then waited about ten minutes for them to arrive back. She explained that I would have to supervise the pool on occasions, but others would do it for the first few weeks. As the first boys got back I was surprised that they were naked. Although they had towels, they were around their necks and they didn't seem concerned that their whole bodies were on show to everyone (well, Matron and I). There were plenty of "Good morning, Sirs" and grins. Apparently, boys swim naked in the morning here so that their swimming costumes were not wet if they were needed later in the day. I could not get over all the penises on show; there were too many to take in but I saw almost all of them were smooth and uncut. Matron pointed out that as this was the start of the second term in the school year the boys were well into routine and just needed keeping an eye on. I was very happy to keep my eyes on what I was seeing as they all dressed. We went to breakfast, where I was expected to make sure everyone behaved themselves (which they did) and then it was into my first day of teaching. At the end of the school day I had to be around the dormitories as they changed for sports. After five minutes of mayhem it was suddenly quiet again. When they came back from sports I was surprised they did not shower, but went to their classrooms to do their homework, and then on to supper. It was free time after supper and I spent time getting to know these boys in my charge. A bell went and the year sixes started to change. Matron said that it was time for their showers and we should go to the shower room to supervise them. Each of the year 6s came in naked and put their towels on a hook. They lined up ready to go in the showers. Matron explained that because there were only six showers they had to go in groups of six, and we had to watch them to make sure they cleaned themselves properly. As the first group went in I saw that one of them had quite a lot of pubes and his penis had darkened, but the rest were all smooth although another two of them had low hanging balls. Some of the boys who were waiting were unconsciously playing with their dicks, and one of them pulled his foreskin back and forwards. Matron called the first lot out and the second group went in. One of these boys made a point of soaping his dick very well and rubbing it. I think it started to chub up. Matron pointed him out saying that his name was Richard and he was a very naughty boy. When the second lot of year 6s came out Matron said she would give the year 7s a call and supervise their showers while I should look after the others in their dorm as they were quite lively. In future I would supervise all the showering. The boys were supposed to dry themselves in the dorm and put their towels on the hook by their bed. I think they had all thrown their towels on their beds and were charging around the room naked, wrestling and mock fighting. I called them to stop, which to my surprise they all did, but not before I saw Richard giving one of the other boys a really serious grope -- mind you the other boy was grinning like mad. I told them to come down one end of the dorm and asked whether they went wild like that every evening. Richard said that the previous tutor had let them play until it was bedtime. I said that I didn't have a problem with that, but that they had to hang their towels up first and not be so noisy. If they liked being naked, fine, but one boy should watch the time and five minutes before lights out everyone should go to their beds. Richard, of course, asked if it had to be their own beds. I said it was almost time for lights out so they should get in bed. Some just climbed in, some put on sleeping shorts and others pyjamas. Matron came in and was impressed by the orderliness, said goodnight and turned out the lights. We both went to the year 7 dorm and chatted with them as they got ready for bed. After lights out she told me that I should do the whole routine the following evening. With the year 7s there was a bit of an issue with some of them keeping their foreskins clean, especially those who were starting puberty, and matron asked if I could deal with that as it was easier for a man to talk about these things. Wow, I thought. The next evening, when the shower bell went, the year sixes lined up ready and I let the first six in. The next two in the line turned to each other and one cupped the other's balls in his hands. The other did the same. Neither had much but they rolled each other's little peanuts round and round. "Hey, guys, what are you doing?" I asked. "Well, sir, it's boring waiting so we usually do something cool." "You didn't do anything last night" "Matron won't let us but we thought you'd be OK. The last tutor let us. It's only a game. Whatever the first boy in the queue does the next one has to do it as well." "What sort of things?" I asked. "Anything at all, but it's normally feeling up or rubbing." I realised it was time to change over. "OK, first lot out, next lot in". Soon it was time to get the year 7s into the showers. They were in their dorm sitting around chatting. When I said it was shower time they obediently stripped off and lined up. These boys were very different -- it's amazing how much a year can change a boy's dick. Most of them were still hairless, but they were at different points of development. Some had low-hanging balls, some had thick penises but little in the way of scrotum. There were a few who might have started their pubes but was difficult to see; there was one boy with a full bush and another one with about ΒΌ inch of beautiful curlies. I told the first six to go into the showers, and hoped that the next two in the line would start playing with each other like in the year 6s . No such luck, but when I get to know them better I might suggest it. One of the boys still waiting was Andries. He had blonde, almost white, hair and it finished in a fringe. His body was quite tanned and his nipples were a little puffed out. His penis was about two inches and it rested on a pair of large balls that were hugging the base of his dick. His hand went down and pulled his foreskin back, felt inside and then smelt his hand. That reminded me that I had to talk about penis cleanliness, but decided that it wouldn't be this evening. I told the groups to swap round, and was rewarded by seeing one of the boys with a serious boner, pointing up at the sky. This was Colin, and I noticed that his head was peeping out of its sheath. He looked at me and smiled, obviously embarrassed. The Year 6s had not been as noisy as last night, but they were still cavorting around naked when I went in. As I walked down the dorm I saw one of the boys was jacking off on the floor -- Richard, of course. He stopped when he saw me and grinned. I told him it was OK as far as I was concerned. Most boys liked doing what he was doing. Richard asked me if I did it and I told him that would be too much information. I then told them all to get into their beds for lights out. -------------------- If you would like to contact me with comment and/or suggestions you are very welcome. Roron1@protonmail.com