Date: Fri, 12 Aug 2016 22:44:50 +0000 (UTC)
From: Juan Martinez <nobus50@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Aston House Chapter 2

ASTON HOUSE

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ASTON HOUSE
Part 2
RICHARD MEETS THE PRINCIPAL
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Richard awoke after a deep sleep.  It took him a few seconds to remember
where he was.  He could hear the sounds of children and after rubbing his
eyes he was able to see his surroundings.  He had no idea how long he had
slept or what time it was but the noises suggested it was morning and the
pale glow in the room confirmed this.  His stomach was rumbling and he was
hungry and thirsty and his full bladder had caused him to wake with an
erection.  He took in more of his surroundings and noticed a glass of water
on a small table next to the bed together with some biscuits.  He sat up in
the bed and gulped down the water and nibbled on the biscuits.

As he surveyed the room his mind was taken back to the previous day.  His
long trip from Bedford to Aston House and his introduction to his new home.
All the aches and pains from his ordeal seemed to have gone, and he
recalled the immense pleasure the doctor had given him as he was strapped
to the examination table.  "What was that?" he thought.  He had played with
his penis before and knew that it was pleasurable, but he had never
experienced anything remotely close to the feelings the doctor had caused
him to feel yesterday.

The door opened and a man dressed in jeans and a blue T-shirt entered.

`Good morning, young man.' He said flatly, `Welcome to Aston House.  Are
you ready for some breakfast?'

Richard nodded, `Yes, thank you.' He replied meekly.

`Come on then, up you get!' and he pulled the duvet back exposing Richard's
naked young body and stiff little erection.  `My name is Mr. Dalvey, I'm
one of your housemasters.  You will find me an approachable chap if you do
what you're told, when you're told.'

Richard pulled himself up and sat on the edge of the bed in an attempt to
hide his groin, `Where is the toilet, please. I need a wee.'

The housemaster indicated a curtain at the side of the room. `Through
there.' He said. `You'll find a toilet, a basin and a shower.  There's soap
and towels and a new tooth brush in there.  Don't take too long or you will
miss breakfast'

Richard stepped off the bed and padded across the linoleum floor and
slipped into the small bathroom.  He sat on the toilet and pushed his
little erection down into the bowl and was glad that he was able to do this
himself, and not have the painful catheter inserted in his penis.  He
emptied his bowels and wiped carefully before stepping into the open shower
cubicle and pressed the button to allow the water to flow.  Initially it
was cold and he flinched and stepped back out of the cubicle before the
water warmed up and he stepped back in facing the back wall. He took the
shower gel and began washing his hair under the warm water, before
spreading the gel around his body.  Whilst doing this the housemaster
entered the small annexe.

`How's it going, young man?  Make sure you wash everything properly. We
can't have dirty children here.'

Richard turned to face the older man, `Yes, Sir.' He replied and continued
tending to his ablutions.  Mr Dalvey stood just inside the now open curtain
and admired the young form before him as he showered.  After the
experiences yesterday at the hands of the doctor, Richard decided it was
probably pointless trying to turn away from the housemaster or covering his
groin.  At least his erection had wilted as he left the shower and grabbed
a towel and began drying his little body before brushing his teeth and
hanging the towel on a nearby hook.  From an adjacent hook the housemaster
took a small white hospital gown, and handed it to Richard who slipped his
arms in and tied the ties in front of him.

`Where are my clothes?' asked Richard.

`All your things are safe and you'll get them after we've finished all the
introductions but you won't need them for a while.  First, let's get you
fed and meet the other boys.  Then you need to meet the Principal, Mr
Nicholson and get to know the other staff.'  The housemaster led the boy
out of the sick bay and back down the corridor and towards the sound of
children.  He was led into a large room serving as a dining room.  There
were rows of tables and most had boys and adults sitting at them enjoying
breakfast.

Richard felt very self conscious dressed only in the gown. Some heads
turned towards him but most just continued with their breakfast unconcerned
by the new boy in their midst.  Richard felt a little easier knowing that
he other boys seemed unperturbed by his almost naked presence.  He helped
himself to cornflakes and poured on some milk as Mr Dalvey approached the
servery and took a plate for himself and passed another to the boy.  They
selected from standard English breakfast items, tea and fruit juice and
Richard followed Mr Dalvey to a table where two boys aged about twelve were
just finishing their breakfasts.  Cursory introductions were made and
Richard tried to remember the names of the first two boys he had met so
far.  It was obvious to all in the hall that Richard was a new boy, dressed
as he was, but his arrival had caused little more than a few passing
glances.

Once they had finished their breakfast, Mr Dalvey led Richard out of the
refectory and across the entrance hall and through an oak door that led
into a wood panelled corridor and to a large oak door emblazoned with the
word "Principal".  Mr Dalvey knocked and was invited in with Richard close
behind.

`Good morning, Sir,' he said, `this is Richard Caffrekey, the new boy who
arrived yesterday evening.'

Richard emerged from behind the housemaster and faced The Principal who sat
behind an impressive wooden desk.  Richard had little time to notice
details in the large oak panelled room.  He was aware of books along one
wall and the large desk in front of an enormous bay window, adorned with
opulent velvet curtains. He was concentrating on the man behind the desk as
he stood.

`Thank you, Mr Dalvey.' Said the tall man, dressed in casual trousers,
shirt and tie as he moved around the desk to stand in front of the young
boy.

`Has he had any introductions yet?' he asked of the housemaster.

`Just the introductory medical with Doctor Gallagher, and a morning shower
and breakfast.' He replied.  `His full file should be with you later but
nothing untoward was found.  In fact Dr Gallagher was very pleased with his
initial responses.'

`Excellent!' exclaimed The Principal, `leave him with me and I will arrange
the other necessary testing and then we can introduce him to his dorm
later.'

The housemaster nodded and left the room, leaving the timid boy standing in
front of The Principal.

`Well, welcome to Aston House.  If you follow the rules, you will enjoy
your stay here.  Do what the staff and prefects tell you and be polite at
all times and you will get on well.  We run on a privilege system here.
Privileges are earnt by good behaviour and lost by bad behaviour.
Punishments are unfortunately, given some times if behaviour fails to reach
the standards we require.'

Richard squirmed slightly and nodded, `Yes, Sir.'

The Principal stepped back and rested against the large desk and pushed a
button next to the telephone and the curtains closed across the bay window,
hiding the gardens and grounds from view.

`Right, come here and let's see who we have.'

Richard stepped forward and stood about three feet from the man.

`So you had a medical yesterday with Dr Gallagher, I understand.  What did
that entail?' he asked, guessing the answer but enjoying watching the young
boy squirming in front of him.

`Mmm,' Richard hesitated, `he checked that I wasn't ill and took lots of
photos and measurements.'

`And what else?' he asked, trying to get the boy to divulge more of the
previous day's experiences.

Richard hesitated again, unsure of the answer The Principal was looking
for.

`What instruments did he use?'

`I don't know.  He used lots of hospital things.  I don't know what they're
called.'

`Of course you don't but what parts of you did he look at and touch with
those hospital things?'

Again Richard hesitated and looked at the floor, `He checked in my mouth
and in my bottom.'

`Aha!  Did that feel nice?'

`It really hurt at first especially when he put that thing in my mouth.'

`And what about the thing in your bottom?  Did that hurt?'

`Yes, at first.'

`But it felt better later?'  The Principal asked.  `What was the doctor
doing while you had that hospital thing in your bottom?'

`I don't know, I couldn't see.' Richard replied, looking up at The
Principal who was nodding at him and looking down towards his groin waiting
for further answers. `He was touching my willy.'

`Ok, let's see, shall we.  Take off your gown, please.'

Richard fumbled with the ties on the gown and soon undid them and slipped
it from his shoulders.  The Principal reached across the small distance
between them and took the gown from him and placed it on the desk behind
him.  He removed his tie and undid his top shirt buttons.  He then reached
down and cupped the boy's small package, placing his fingers under the
boy's scrotum.  He tickled the boy along his perineum and over his scrotum
before twirling the two tiny testes in his fingers.  With his other hand he
took Richards immature penis and gently retracted his foreskin, revealing
the purple glans.

`Is that what Doctor Gallagher did?  Did it feel good?'

Richard felt the same feelings as he did yesterday with the doctor, but
without the painful stretching.  He knew it was inappropriate but he could
do nothing about it.  His little penis was soon hard and standing proud
from his body.

`Yes, I think so.' He replied.

Mr Nicholson began to gently masturbate the naked young boy in front of
him.  Richard's penis continued to inflate and would now stand up at about
forty five degrees.

`I'm glad you like this.  You may be able to earn extra privileges if you
behave well.'

The Principal withdrew his hands from Richard's groin and kicked his shoes
off and began undoing his trousers.

`Could you help me with this?'

Richard stepped forward and pulled The Principal's trousers down to his
knees exposing the man's hairy thighs and his plain blue boxers, obscenely
tented by his erect penis.  Richard looked up at the man who looked down to
his own groin and nodded.  Richard guessed what was required and hooked his
tiny fingers into the waistband of the man's boxers and pulled them down
and over his erect adult penis.  Richard had never seen a man's penis and
gasped as the seemingly huge organ sprang into view.

1858

Compared to Richard's juvenile penis, The Principal would have seemed very
well endowed.  He was in fact about seven inches when erect and quite thick
with it. Richard was amazed at the huge forest of hair around The
Principal's groin.  He had never seen an adult male naked before.  He knew
that some men had hairy arms and chests but had no idea that such a forest
could grow down there.  Richard was unable to take his eyes off The
Principal's groin.

`Have you ever seen a grown man before?'

Richard was unable to form the right words.

`I asked you a question, boy!' The principal exclaimed.

Richard was galvanised into speech, `N.. No I haven't.' he stammered.

`Haven't what?'

`I've never seen a grown man without clothes on.'

The Principal slapped Richard across the face, hard. `No, I haven't. Sir!'
he barked at the boy.  Richard recoiled as the stinging slap rocked his
head back.  Tears began flowing and he gulped in air before managing to
find his voice.

`No I haven't, sir.' He said meekly between sobs.

`That's better.  You will always refer to staff as "Sir".  Now come here
and show me how good you are.'

Richard stepped forward and looked up at the man before him, not knowing
what was expected of him.  Again The Principal sent a stinging blow across
the boy's already sore left cheek.  Richard was stunned.  He had never been
struck before and to be hit twice by The Principal, an authority figure,
had totally stunned him.  His head recoiled and he gasped and began crying
loudly, his nose became full of mucus and all he could think of to say was,
`I'm sorry, Sir.'

`Sorry?  I'll make you sorry!  Get on your knees.'

Richard did as he was commanded.  His face now just inches from The
Principal's erect penis and hairy groin.  An overpowering smell reached his
senses.  He could almost taste the smell as his nose was now blocked with
mucus.  The Principal reached behind Richard's head with his right hand and
pulled his head forward into his groin.  The mass of pubic hairs rubbing
into the boy's face, over his running nose and lips.  He closed his eyes
and desperately wanted to close his mouth but he had to breathe somehow and
took in a deep breath as the hairs tickled his lips and his tongue.  The
Principal rubbed the little boy's head over his groin, then pulled away and
slapped him across the cheek with his penis.

`Suck it.'

The poor boy had no idea what the man meant.  It seemed like an age before
his young mind could work out that The Principal wanted him to suck his
penis.  The thought struck him that it could not possibly be what the man
intended of him.  He felt another stinging blow to his other cheek as The
Principal slapped him hard with his left hand.  Surely the adult man did
not expect him to take his enormous penis in his mouth.

`I... I can't.  It..it's too big.  Sir.'

`You can and you will!  If you want to earn any privileges here you will
learn to do what you're told without questioning.  Now put it in your
mouth.'

Richard leant forward and took the erect penis in his right hand and
brought it to his parted lips and placed it up against his teeth that were
clamped together.  The Principal pulled his head towards himself and
another stinging slap fell across the boy's cheek.  `Open your mouth!'

With tears streaming down his cheeks, Richard complied and The Principal
thrust forward and forced his engorged penis into the unsuspecting boy's
mouth.  Richard was overwhelmed by the intrusion but The Principal thrust
deep into his mouth and into his throat as he pulled the boy's head onto
his shaft.  Richard gagged and tried to pull away but was unable to move
his head.  He gagged a second time as the huge shaft was forced further
into his throat.  He tried to bite down onto the intruder but was unable to
do that either.  His body had one last chance to rid itself of this monster
or he would surely choke to death.  He brought his hands up and forward to
push the man away, he gagged again and then unable to do anything else he
retched.  Bile and breakfast were ejected from his stomach up his
oesophagus and with a final thrust the intruder left his throat accompanied
by the contents of the boy's stomach.

The Principal pulled away and the boy fell in a heap.


To be continued . . .


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