Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2018 13:49:03 +0000
From: J M Lee <jjmlee@outlook.com>
Subject: [Adult Youth] Tail Tales of Windstead High 1a

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Part 1 of 2
(Hope to post part 2 after I get some feedback)


December had finally arrived. This brought with it the annual school camp
for Windstead High School's National Police Cadet Corps (NPCC).  Over four
long days, the cadets would go through a combination of lectures, marching
drills, outdoor skills training and general camp-related nonsense. Having
been through two such camps before, Leonard approached the whole thing with
a mixture of boredom and resigned responsibility. As a Sec 3 this year, he
was part of the organizing committee, in charge of logistics and stores,
and so was mostly kept busy supplying the various activities with the
required equipment, then collecting it and storing it back neatly in the
Quartermaster Room.  His assistant quartermaster, Fei Wen, was home sick,
leaving Leonard rather short handed and grumpy.  Whether it was more clip
boards for lectures or buckets and brooms for cleaning up, all requisitions
for equipment would end up knocking on his door.


The weather had turned sour, as was oft the case this time of year. Dark
clouds, so grey they seemed nearly black, loomed overhead and thunder
rumbled in the sky. It wasn't long before torrential rain began beating
down on the school compound, cancelling all outdoor activities as the
campers took refuge in classrooms to keep dry. Leonard had been cooped up
in camp for nearly three days, including the day prior to camp when he was
part of the preparatory logistics. That was three days since he had had a
chance to cum.  With the rain being so heavy, he could barely hear himself
speak aloud and the idea dawned on him that here was a unique opportunity
for a private moment.


Turning off all the fans and lights, he locked the door and went behind the
storage shelves where there were some old gym mats, discarded by the PE
department but scavenged by his seniors some years ago to be used as sit up
cushions for unit physical training. There were perhaps six of them stacked
neatly on top of each other, coming up to around waist height.  Leonard
climbed up on top of them, lay himself out and pulled his PE shorts down to
his knees.


Leonard's dick was already half hard in anticipation. He gently fondled
himself through his Hush Puppies boxer briefs, feeling his hard on grow
hard and start to strain against the fabric. Pulling his NPCC 'camp staff'
T shirt up to his collarbone, he let his hands run over his slim but toned
chest, his fingertips lingering over his nipples just a little bit to
tease. Leonard loved to play basketball, so in addition to the exercise he
got through NPCC and school's regular PE classes, he had a fairly lean
build from several hours a week shooting hoops under the hot afternoon
sun. The Quartermaster Room was not well ventilated to start with, and with
all the lights and fans turned off, Leonard was beginning to sweat a little
more beyond the perpetual stickiness that being in camp for three days
already left on his skin. Sure, he showered every night, but it was now
almost 4.30pm and his skin was slick.


As his hands roamed up and down his boy pecs and faint abs, his mind
drifted to his favourite crush of the past few months, Fei Wen his
assistant.  In June, when all the Sec 4s stood down from their posts,
Leonard and the other Sec 3s had been promoted up to take over various
portfolios of responsibility within the unit. Likewise, his juniors had
also been assigned to various assistant roles. Fei Wen, like Leonard, was
bespectacled and wore his hair cropped high in the fashion most approved of
by the traditional school system. He had the height appropriate for his
age, but since he had been practicing Wu Shu classes since he was eight, he
had a very well defined but not bulky physique.  Fei Wen now just went once
or twice a week, not enough to do competitions but certainly enough that,
when combined with teenage metabolism and other school based physical
sports, he was quite toned for his age. At a glance, he had a ready smile
and that nerdy, yet sporty look about him.


Leonard used his favourite fantasy, where Fei Wen was sucking his dick,
eyes lovingly looking at him as delicious boy lips kept a solid seal up and
down, up and down his shaft.


"Ohhh... Fei Wen..." Leonard moaned softly. "Suck my cock Fei Wen... ohh"


Leonard closed his eyes, envisioning in his mind's eye what it would look,
sound, smell, taste like to be with his hot junior.  Somewhere along the
line, he had totally discarded his shirt and shorts, and now only wore his
socks, spectacles and underwear, albeit around his ankles. His dick was
fully hard now, as only a horned up fifteen year old's could be. The skin
around his uncut cock was so tight that veins were popping up and the head
was turgid and smooth, glistening with pre-cum that Leonard's fingers were
rubbing into his glans in between pumping the main shaft at that slow,
edging pace that he loved. The image in his mind shifted.


"Fei Wen... you're so tight... oh Fei Wen... my cock feels so good in your
ass."


Leonard, despite his tender age, had a few experiences under his belt and
was no stranger either to topping or bottoming. For the right manly hunk or
even the gentle mentoring figure, he was submissive, passionate and a wild
bottom. Yet, he also could assume the mindset of the dominant, the hunter,
and it was this assertive top persona that he fantasized himself in with
his junior, the innocent and tender virgin being initiated into a world of
pleasure he never realized existed, until now.  His balls started to
tighten and Leonard tensed his legs, toes pointing downward as he prepared
to bring himself to the home stretch.


"Fei Wen.... Fei Wen..." Leonard moaned ever more loudly, not caring about
the volume of his voice since the thunderstorm outside drowned everything
out. Lightning flashes and thunder peals had gotten even louder since he
started.


"Oh Fei Wen give yourself to me... please let me cum in you... inside
you..."  Leonard let out his inner most words.


"Leo, fuck me Leo...." Leonard could hear his junior's voice calling out in
response.


"Gonna fuck you so good, Wen". Leonard lapsed into the pet name he used
with Fei Wen. "Make me cum..."


"Oh fuck! Leo, I'm cumming!"  Fei Wen's voice was so hot, a high pitched,
yearning boy whine that simply begged to be seen to. He had never imagined
Fei Wen's voice would be like that in the moment of highest ecstasy.


Then it struck Leonard, I DID NOT IMAGINE THAT.


Leonard's eyes shot open and he bolted upright.


Standing not four feet away, in full uniform but with fly unzipped and his
hand wrapped around his spurting cock, was Fei Wen leaning against the
nearest storage shelf.


"Leo.... Leo..... ahhh... Leo....." Fei Wen's face was flushed from his
cheeks to his ears. His eyes glazed over in that dreamy look all boys get
when they cum from a place of true eroticism.  Fei Wen's cock, which
Leonard had seen only glimpses of during shower and changing times, was
shooting four or five thick spurts of cum onto the floor. Fei Wen's body
jerked spasmodically as his mouth gaped open in silent gasps, his eyes at
the same time fixed on Leonard's naked body, while also being somewhere
far, far away.


"Wen!" Leonard nearly jumped out of his skin. "What the fuck?! What the
fuck are you doing here?"  Leonard's face felt like it was getting hot,
red, he was naked in front of his junior in his Quartermaster Office.
Somewhere in his mind he registered that Fei Wen had also just masturbated
to orgasm in front of him, but he was too caught up in his own surprise at
this moment.


Fei Wen's dreamy smile never left his face as he shambled forward toward
Leonard, as if in a trance or stupour. Leonard, who was still too much in
shock to really act sensibly, thrust his right hand out to ward off the
other boy.  Fei Wen's left hand shot out like a viper. Using two digits in
a pincer, thumb at the base of the "V" between Leonard's middle and ring
finger, and index finger snaking around the back of Leo's hand to lodge
just behind the second and third knuckles, Fei Wen immobilized Leo
painlessly with the confidence of a trained pugilist.  Fei Wen leant in and
put his face right against Leonard's. Wen smelled of fruity shampoo. His
words came out softly, but with purpose.


"I never knew you wanted this..." Wen's gaze met Leonard's and an
understanding passed between them.  Leonard's hand went limp, and Fei Wen
guided it downward to his belt buckle.

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