Date: Sat, 11 Jun 2011 23:13:45 +0100 From: Alex Carbine Subject: Leyland Park School Chapter Five Leyland Park School by Alex Carbine Chapter Five. A couple of days after their visit to Peter Peters' house, Paul was looking over Charlie's shoulder as they sat in the dorm, watching Charlie's DVD Player. "I just had a thought," said Paul, "You know that DVD with the boys in a sling......well, can you put it on? There's something I want to check." Charlie pulled the disk from his 40 disk wallet and started it up. Paul watched it intently, then suddenly exclaimed, "I knew it! That's Peter's spare bedroom!" Charlie looked and agreed, the furniture and room was the same. "Crafty old bugger. Look at the camera angles. Those mirrors on the wall are two way. He must have cameras behind them. I wonder if he filmed us?" "I'd love to see that!" said Charlie. "Maybe we ought to ask him," said Paul. "No! Let's just keep it our secret, for the moment." As they finished their next PE Lesson, Paul hung behind and asked Peter if they could possibly meet up again. Peter seemed pleased and said he would arrange it. "Do you mind if I asked a couple of others to come as well," asked Peter. "No, the more the merrier," answered Paul with a cheeky grin. In the changing rooms, Charlie asked what Paul had been up to, and when Paul told him he got at instant stalk just thinking about it. "Good thing I've had my shower," he said. "Nah! It pays to advertise," retorted Paul. After lessons there was a note in Paul's pigeon hole, from Peter for that night. "He doesn't waste any time!" chuckled Charlie when Paul showed him. As they checked out with Simpson, the Duty Prefect, he smiled and told them, "Give him one for me." "I don't know what you mean," said Paul with a smirk. As before the lads went to the back door gate, and left their bikes inside in the garden. Peter was sitting on the patio with two boys that were from a different House and were a year ahead. "There you are," said Peter, standing up and showing a hard lump tenting his towel, "We were just talking about you. Paul and Charlie meet Andy and Simon." "Call me Si," said the fair haired boy. "I suppose you two would like a tinny?" Peter asked, herding them into the house. As Peter went to the fridge for the lagers, Paul whispered to Charlie, "Those are the two in that DVD." They sat in the Lounge exchanging pleasantries nervously, until Peter took the lead. "Well I think it's about time we had a bit of fun." He stood up and his towel stayed in the chair. His cock was about half mast, drooping toward the floor under the weight of it's massive purple head, and Si, who was nearest, took hold of it and wanked the thickening shaft a couple of times, as Andy started to pull his T shirt over his head. Paul and Charlie were in no doubt as to what was coming. They stood and shucked their clothes off and the other two boys had a good look at their hardening cocks, before they too stripped down. Paul noticed that they had no pubic hair. "I notice that your balls and cocks are bald, you too Peter." Peter smiled and asked them to follow him to the bathroom. "Put your feet in the bath, and sit on the side," commanded Peter. He turned on the hand shower to let it warm as Andy and Si collected the shaving gear from the mirrored cupboard on the wall over the sink. Squatting in the bath the boys played the shower over Paul and Charlie, then soaped the boys' genitals with shaving gel. "Stand up," said Peter, holding a safety razor, "and turn to face me." Paul and Charlie did as they were told, and Si stood behind Paul, Andy behind Charlie. Peter kneeled on the bathmat, and hold Paul's cock in his fingers, and, with a baby wipe to stop it slipping out of his grasp, began to shave all his juvenile pubes off. "Turn round and hold your cheeks open," he said. Paul turned and bent, holding his bum cheeks apart. As Peter shaved between the legs and across Paul's hole, Si, who had been wanking, moved forward and stuck his stiff cock in Paul's mouth. "Pity to waste a chance," said Si with a laugh. Then it was Charlie's turn. First the front, then the rear, with Andy taking advantage of Charlie's mouth with his stiff cock. Peter stepped back to admire his handiwork, looking at the boys bare arseholes as they pointed at him, and then the boys face-fucking, and how they were enjoying it. For their part, Paul and Charlie could not see Peter using a handful of shaving cream as lubricant to wank his cock to full glory, and only had their mouths unfilled when Peter started to use the shower to clean off the residue of gel. Very carefully he used the hand shower in one hand and his fingers of the other hand to swill the water round the boys hanging balls, cock and along their cracks to their holes, finishing by probing each hole with a finger, just for fun. "Time for the play-room," he said, making for the door. On entering the spare bedroom, the boys saw that Peter had hung the sling from the eye-bolts in the ceiling. Like a hearth rug suspended on chains at each corner, it was made from thick polished black leather. Andy was the first to swing into it, and lay on his back with his ankles supported by strap loops on the end chains. In this way his legs were apart, and his bum was almost hanging over the end. Si walked to the end and, holding Andy's stiffy, bent a little and started to lick his friend's anus, his tongue flicking up and down across the hole, and sometimes he pushed it right inside the rectum. Peter was on his knees, and had gathered Charlie and Paul to him so they were in front of him. As they watched the other two boys, Peter reached round and wanked their cocks as they stood. Then, when Si stood upright and offered his hard cock to Andy's hole, Peter stood up and pushed his cock between Paul and Charlie's shoulders. The boys watched entranced as Si's length slid easily into Andy and then they turned to face each other so that they could wank each other whilst sucking Peter's cock and pendulous balls. Peter put a hand on each boy's shoulder and smiled contentedly. As Si made the sling swing back and forth, he stood still and let Andy's ass-ring travel the length of his cock and back. Paul insinuated two fingers up into Peter and started to move them around. "Peter, I'm sure I could get my hand into you....if you want," he said. Peter's cock jumped several times in Charlie's mouth in impending joy. "Off the sling for the moment," he told the others. "Plenty of time for that. Paul is going to show you a little magic trick. Making his hand disappear." As soon as Andy was off the sling, Peter replaced him, in a similar position. Paul lubed his hand, wrist and forearm and stood in front of Peter's raised legs. "I saw a vet do this once to a cow," said Paul laughing, "he first had to move the tail to one side." Making a show of gripping Peter's monster cock he then started to introduce his hand into the winking sphincter. As Peter relaxed, Paul was able to get his hand in and then his wrist. The insides felt very hot and every now and then the tube tightened around his arm as Peter's cock jumped in his hand. Pushing further, he managed to get his arm up to his elbow fully inside his PE Teacher's bum. He then started to pull slowly out, stopping before his wrist appeared, then he started to piston in and out, changing direction about every second, his palm brushing over Peter's prostate, causing his cock to dribble clear pre-cum. Andy was now standing on a small folding stepladder, and was pushing his cock into Peter's face, which was turned to one side. Peter held onto the chains at his head and Charlie could see his knuckles were bloodless white. "Thar' she blows," called Paul after a couple of minutes, as Peter, with his cock not having been stroked at all, started to ejaculate his sperm straight up into the air. Charlie took hold of the expanded tube and aimed it at himself, where he looked down the slit whilst it splattered his face several times satisfyingly with salty globs of spunk. "Have mercy, enough!" grunted Peter to Paul, "and take your hand out slowly, please." When Paul had extracted his hand and washed in the bathroom, he returned to find Peter still 'out of it' in the sling, but Charlie was being fucked doggy-fashion by Si and sucking Andy. Without a thought Paul put a handful of lube up his ass and kneeled next to his friend. Andy came round and gently slid into him. As the two pals got ass-fucked by the other two boys, the two couples kissed each other, their tongues firmly in each other's mouths. 'This is the life!' thought Paul, happier now than he had ever been.