Date: Thu, 17 May 2012 16:26:02 +0100 (BST) From: Liam Cookson <liamcookson79@yahoo.com> Subject: Hayton Hall II 5 Disclaimer. If your too young come back when your old enough. If its illegal to read this stuff where you live come back when you've moved. If your still here good stuff. Enjoy this fantasy and hey let me know what you think and if you want more. I reply to all e-mails and i can be contacted at liamcookson79@yahoo.com I love writing these stories but its good to know there being read and enjoyed. So if you like it let me know. If you dont, well let me know as well. ENJOY! 05 Hayton Hall II. It was early November. Ben Pears was flat on Father Williams bed. Smothered by the priest who had his cock deep in his boys arse. It was still dark outside at just turned 6am. "One of the best Ben boy, this is one of the best" Father William said. He grunted and groaned as he emptied his balls into the sexy naked boy under him. He rolled on his back and stared contented at the ceiling as he said a silent prayer to himself. Alongside him the frustrated twelve year old boy was furiously wanking himself. Father William looked over at him as he shook to climax . A few drops of cum, watery bubbles really were on the end of his bald cock. The priest smiled and put his finger to the it and then licked it. "Sweet" he whispered "soon be shooting proper spunk baby". He playfully swatted the boys arse and then locked his mouth over the boy and kissed him. "Use your tongue my little bitch" he told the boy. Ben offered his tongue up to the priest who sucked on it while rubbing his tits between finger and thumb. " I love you Ben. I'm glad your queer like me". The boy just smiled at him as the priest got up and went to the shower. He knew he was no longer needed and put his pyjamas back on and made his way back to his bed. Cum dripped from his arsehole and started to dry on his legs. He went to the showers and cleaned up. "Yeah oh yeah what a lovely body you have" the headmaster said. Dylan Leeman was pinned against the wall in the headmasters rooms. He was being kissed lightly all over his face. The American had lost his virginity on his first night at the school. He had lost it to the priest but was sort out by all the paedophiles in the school now. They loved him and often talked about him lewdly. Father William had suggested a group session. It would take place soon but for now he was satisfying the lust of his headmaster. He could feel the large erect cock push into his stomach. He took a deep breath. He felt the heads hands on his shoulders and knew it was time to get on his knees and after one last long kiss he dropped down. The headmasters pyjama bottoms were now round his ankles. "Suck it kid. Get them lovely American lips round my dick and suck me to heaven" the head groaned. Dylan took another deep intake of breath as the head rolled his balls in his hands as the blond boys lips took the head of his cock in. He was particularly randy this morning. He knew he would not last long. Dylan knew the same. His own cock was bloated and throbbing. "Put your hands on my arse babe, yeah thats the boy. Good boy. Good Dylan" he crowed. Dylan swallowed the cock in his mouth as far as he could until he nearly gagged. Then using his tongue and twisting his head from side to side he worked the headmasters cock that now filled his mouth. "Yeah kiddo, bring me to heaven. Make me spunk up. Thats what your here for with your pretty face, blond hair, arrrgghhhh, and that body, aarrgghh, here goes Dyl" he groaned. Dylan could feel the cock swell more in his mouth and then spurt the first shot of hot sperm his the back of his throat. He swallowed as the headmaster pulled out and wanked the rest of his ball juice over the kids face. It dripped off his eyes, nose, cheeks and chin. "Mmmmmmhh, you look fucking gorgeous. Wish we could take you for breakfast like that" he said. He pulled the boy to his feet and kissed him. His tongue invading the boys sweet mouth and took his cock into his hand and slowly wanked the boy. He pulled at the cord on his pyjamas and they fell to his ankles. His finger felt for the boys arse and he ran it up and around his hole. Dylan groaned with pleasure. "Faster please sir, Faster, wank me faster". "Quiet Dylan, quiet I'm in charge here boy". Slowly he played the boys cock and fondled his bald smooth balls. "Please. Make me cum" Dylan pleaded. "Quiet or I'll leave you high and dry boy". He slowly inserted his finger into the boys bottom and found his prostate and the boy shuddered. He smiled at the the now desperate boy as he pulled his lips off the tasty boy. Dylan started to buck his hips and was almost fucking the headmasters fist. He could feel his balls about to churn and looked deep into the mans eyes. The head could see he was desperate. One evil thought was to take his hand away but he fancied a drink of boy sperm and he got it. The boy spewed his load into the heads hand. He ate it and swallowed some then shared the rest in a long kiss with the boy. He turned him round and had him face the wall. Two sharp slaps across each buttock and he was told to go and shower. The head sat in his comfy chair and big smile on his face. Dylan arrived at the shower and there was just two of them there. Ben was soaking wet and soap ran down his back and into his arse crack. Dylan had never taken much notice of the 12 year old before. Now though he was excited and despite only cumming a few minutes before his cock became semi hard. The younger boy turned, saw Dylan and looked at his cock and smiled. His cock chubbed up to. He walked over to the American and took his cock in his hand. "Been playing with someone hey" Ben asked. Dylan blushed a deep red. "Master eh" Ben enquired. Dylan took a deep breath and look at the floor sucking on his top lip. "Dont worry I've just been fucked by one. Well a man at least. Want some help with this" Ben asked. Dylan was just about to nod his agreement when two other boys could be heard about to enter the shower room. They turned and showered. Ben was finished first and put his pyjama bottoms on to return to his dorm. He looked over the Dylan and mouthed 'later'. Dylan just nodded. "Morning gentlemen" art master Alan Phillips said "looks like we've all had a good night or maybe early morning". "Not me" replied groundsman Rob "not had a sniff for days. Its not good living in the gatehouse. My boy finds it difficult to get up there. I'm gagging for it". "Come to the sacristy after morning mass. I'll sort you out" Father William told him. "With all respect Father your rather older than I like to pork" Rob joked. They all laughed and tucked into the gammon, eggs, black pudding and tomato. Yet again a superb breakfast. From their table they looked out at the boys as they ate. Cocks stiffened at the gorgeous sight. Breakfast over Father William went to his rooms and then on to the chapel after a little doze in his chair while listening to some classical music. Next door the headmaster listened to some pop music on radio caroline while playing idly with his cock and doing a bit of paperwork. "In the name of the father and of the son and of the holy spirit....... .......... here ends the mass go to your lessons and learn in the lords name". Mass was finished and Father William was joined by Rob and his obviously aching cock in the sacristy. The two alter boys of the morning were snuffing out candles and making the alter tidy. "Which little cutie would you like me to leave you with Rob" William asked. "Little blondie" Rob gasped. "Ahhh young Bradley does get you all a bother does he" Father teased. Bradley Lawson was just nine and was in his second year at the school. As the priest left some five minutes later the boy could be heard moaning as he was introduced to the groundsmans cock. Bradley could be heard most of the legnth of the corridor connecting the chapel to the school. The priest laughed as he thought of the fun the man was having probably now balls deep in the kid. He went to his rooms and put on the kettle and made a pot of tea and sat and wrote his Sunday sermon. Late afternoon and it being a Friday the boys had no prep. Some were playing football on the tarmac under the newly installed floodlights. They gave of enough light to let the boys let off some steam. Others though read on their beds or at the desks beside them. Some were in the new television. Ben was looking for Dylan, his arse was itching for the blond lads cock. He found him in his dorm and just looked at the American and went and stood alone in the corridor his back against the wall. Dylan came and stood alongside him. "Want to bum me then or what" Ben asked. "Not sure" Dylan said. Ben stood in front me him and put his hand on the older boys crotch, licked his lips and smiled. "Your cock thinks different. Meet me by the cricket pavillion at half seven. I'll bring the lube" Ben told Dylan. He turned and made his way off. Dylan looked at that pert young arse and felt his crotch, breathed deep and went and lay on his bed. In the priests rooms four others were gathered. headmaster, Ian Fitton, from maths Colin Pried, art master Alan Phillips and the history man Mark McLefe. They each had a magazine in their hand. A kiddie porn magazine. Mark had been to Denmark in the summer for his holiday. He'd visited a brothel called 'The Blue Boy'. Boys of all ages were available. He'd chosen a gorgeous blond eleven year old. He had a rather good afternoon. No he had one of the best days of his life with the boy. He did not even remember the boys name. One thing though they gave him an address where he could buy some boy porn. He'd dithered about buying some. Did not really need it as he had boys all round him. Hard cock then nip down to a dorm and pick out a nice sweet boy. Take him back and do whatever and most of them loved it. In the end though he sent for one and showed it to the others. It was the stories they liked in some of them that got them to buy some. They had arrived at lunchtime and were being read now. Five titles were bought, 'boys of all ages 5 to 14', 'fresh danish boys', 'blond nordic boys', 'boys from russia' and 'boy'. 'Boy' was tame, just single pictures of boys in various stages of undress. Pretty as they were though. The others were real hard porn. Boys with boys and men with boys. All five men were rock hard. "Fucking hell" said Colin. "You'd better hope so" laughed Father William "thats where were all off to". "Look at him" he said. He showed the centrefold of his magazine. 13 year old Boy, dark haired and bouncing on a thick cock with another deep into his throat. Four grown men groaned with lust. "Anyone fancies doing that with Ben Pears and me, I dont mind sharing" the good Father sighed. "I'm in" four others said. They carried on looking and swapping until the bell rang for evening meal. Five horny men made there way to dining hall and dozens of sexy boys. Where as breakfast and lunch were informal the evening meal was started with grace. As the soup was served Father William banged his spoon on the table and stood. "For what we are about to receive may we all be truly thankful. Amen." "Amen" rang round the hall. Spoons and chatter followed, then the main meal and pudding were eaten. "Fuck I'm randy" the headmaster said. "Me too" said Father William "I want something fresh. A nice nubile virgin". He looked around the room as the boys ate their sponge and custard. His eyes settled on a boy he knew but had taken little notice of. He was taking a mouthfull of his pudding and the priest saw his dick entering past his teeth not the spoon and the yellow custard being replaced by hot white sperm. "Brandon Cranton is he 12 or 13" the priest asked no one in particular "any of you lot porked him". There were head shakes all round as it was confirmed he was indeed 13. No one round the table had been with him so it was a good chance his arse was still virgin territory. Unless his dad, an army captain , had been up there. "Not your normal type, but now I look he has blossomed hasn't he. Gorgeous lips and such dark red hair we rarely see" Rob Williams said "hey and thanks for the hook up this morning". "No problem, my good fellow, cant have you going without" the priest replied. The meal was finished and the boys dismissed. The priest followed his new prey into the corridor. "Brandon, my boy, you've never read at Sunday mass have you" he called out. "Erh no father" he said. "Well this Sunday it is. I've forgot to ask anyone this week. Come to my rooms after biscuits and hot chocolate, ok". The boy lust nodded as one or two boys sniggered. The priest smiled as he cock stiffened. He looked at his watch, it was just before half seven. He noticed Dylan make his way through the door to the playing field. He stood by the window and watched where he went. Dylan got to the pavilion and Ben was already there. It was cold and there was drizzle in the dark night air. Ben took a key from his pocket and opened the door, the warm air hit them as they entered. Ben dropped his pants and lifted his jumper and t-shirt off in one go. "Come on we've not got long get that cock of yours out and bum me" Ben said. He got on all fours, dropped his head and stuck his bum in the air. It was ready to be fucked all lubed and glistened. Dylan dropped his pants and got behind the boy and lined his cock up. "Get on with it" Ben groaned "come on make a mess into my arse". Dylan lined his cock up and put it slowly in as Ben groaned under him. He got all his dick in Bens well used arse. He rested for a second and then pumped away. On the third stroke in he shot his load into the young boy and pulled out. "Fucking hell is that it" Ben complained. "Sorry, so sorry" Dylan said pulling his pants up his face red with embarrassment. "Fucking hell" Ben said "fucking cant last long can you. Fucking useless". Dylan made his way out. Ben pulled his pants up and locked the door as he left. He was really frustrated. He went to the toilet and wanked himself off. Father William flicked through the evening paper in The Stag and ordered his second pint of bitter. He had about an hour before his meeting with Brandon. "1 shilling and 10 pence please Father" the landlady Maureen asked for. "I'll get that Father" a voice from his left said. "And one for me and two decent whisky chasers, please" Doctor Ward said. "Damn decent of you Thomas" the priest smiled. He drained the last of his first pint and put the second in front of him. "Need a favour my good man" Dr Ward said. "What age my good doctor" the priest replied. "Eleven and if possible blond" he asked. "Ok, take its for Sunday. Full day" William enquired. He just nodded and picked his pint up and took a long drink. The two men knew each other well. The doctor pulled a bar stool up and the two men chatted away. The priest drained his glass and the doctor offered him another. He looked at his watch. "Nah. Would love one but things to do. Must get back" Father William said. He knocked the whisky back and wished the doctor a good night and arranged for a boy to be available for Sunday. Dr Thomas Ward like young submissive boys. Boys that would just lie there while he pounded away. There were a couple of boys he could think of. He'd select one tomorrow. It was good to keep in with the doctor. Occasionally a boy would get injured during a sex session. Sometimes by accident but also sometimes by design. The doctor could fix them up as a rule without a trip to hospital. Now though it was time for Brandon. He arrived back at his rooms and the gorgeous boy was stood there. "Hi Brandon, I like a boy whose punctual. It shows good spirit and good character" the priest said. "Thankyou Father" he replied. He stroked the boys face. So smooth and so bloody pretty. Why oh why had he not hooked up with him before. His oh so dark red hair, pierceing light blue eyes, smooth pale skin, and lovely pink lips. In his fresh pyjamas he looked and smelt a dream. He opened the door and led the boy in with his hand on the the boys back. He took in the smell of boy all fresh and sweet. Soon he hoped the boy would smell, no stink of sex. "Right I have got the readings here Brandon. Here we go, just have a quick read through. Would you like a coca cola and do you like cheese and biscuits" Father William asked. "Yes please I'd like a coca cola and yeah I like cheese" he replied "thanks". The priest went to the fridge and got two bottles of coca cola and cut some cheese and got a packet of cream crackers. He returned and looked at the boy as he read his piece. "Ok Brandon. Stand up. Just try and relax and read it out loud to me" Father William told him. He stood at the side of the boy they looked at each other the priest nodded at him. He started. "And the Lord did say...... ...... this is the word of the lord". "Excellent. Really good Brandon". He stood behind the boy and leant forward and kissed him on the back of the neck. Brandon moved forward a step followed by the priest. He put his arm round the lad and pulled him in. He licked the boys neck. "Fuck. Why have I not noticed you before boy. You are gorgeous" the priest crowed. He turned him round and kissed him gently on the lips. Brandon tried to pull back. "Dont mess me around boy". "Father this is wrong. Its a sin" "Well I'll hear your confessional later. Then your soul will be nice and clean again. Come on lets make this comfortable. Lets go into the bedroom my love. Come on Brandon lets make sweet love". He put a hand on the boys neck and the other on his bum which he squeezed. Brandon flinched as he was led into the bedroom. The priest sat down and put his arm round the boy and hugged him and smiled at him. "Relax my little beauty. Come on Brandon Relax, you might even enjoy it. I know I'm going to". He turned the boys head to him and kissed his lips. Just a quick kiss. So sweet he thought. Minty toothpaste the second kiss lingered. He pulled away from the boy and smiled at him. He stood and stripped naked and his hard cock bounced free as he removed his underpants. Brandon swallowed hard. The priest sat naked alongside the now shaking boy. "Hey, no need to be scared. I'm going to make you feel good. Us both feel good. Oh Brandon your so fucking beautiful". He undid the boys pyjama top and gasped. The boys tits were unbelievable. About the size of a shilling coin and dark brown. His nipples stood prominent after the priest rolled them between his finger and thumb. Brandon sucked on his top lip and then let out a short gasp. "Thats better my child, Relax, enjoy, you might as well my babe". The naked priest rolled onto his back pulling his virgin boy on top of him. He kissed his sweet lips then pulled him up so his tits were at mouth level. He bit into the right one. "Aarrrgggghh" Brandon cried "mmmmmmhh". "See thats good eh sweetie". Brandon moaned with pleasure as the priest sucked at one then the other tit. As he sucked at one he rolled the other between finger and thumb. He took the cord of the pyjama bottoms and undid them. He pulled them off and threw them on the floor. The boys cock was now at full mast. Four thin inches of tasty boy cock. Father William looked into the boys eyes. "The boy is excited" he said "do you masturbate". "What" Brandon asked. "Do you play with your willie" the priest asked. Brandon blushed and the priest smiled. He took the boys hand and put it to his tackle. He kissed him on the tip of cock and swiped his tongue over the piss slit. The lad shuddered. "Wank yourself boy". Brandon looked at the holy man confused. The priest took hold of his own cock and started to wank himself. The naked boy got the message as his balls were gently squeezed. He took his cock in between finger and thumb and he started to pump his cock. "Good boy, good little boy". He screwed his face up and closed his eyes as the priest vaselined his cock up and put some in the boys arsehole. That made him open his eyes. Father William smiled at him. He put his hands behind the boys knees and pushed them to his shoulders. He pushed his cock to the lads hole and looked him right in the eyes. "No Father, no, pleeeaaasse, no" Brandon said. "Push out, come on push out like your having a poo" William hissed "now Brandon or you'll get hurt. Now Brandon. Now". "Arrggghhhhgg, aarrrgggghh" he cried. "Yes you tease, take my cock sweet, take it little boy". "It hurts Father, please take it out, pleeeaaasse". "No chance. Dont be a fucking baby. Take it boy just a while and you'll love it soon". With that he leaned his full weight on the boys arse and pushed it into the boys cunt. Brandons eyes filled with water and snot came from his nose. Father William leaned in. Licked off the snot and kissed his lips. Two more pushes and his cock was in balls deep. Brandon looked up as he breathed deep and his mouth went dry. Father William grinned down at him as he pulled back and rammed in again. "Aaaarrrrggggghhhhh" the boy screamed. The priest took hold of him by his shoulders and started to slowly fuck the boy. Long slow fucks he did. The boy was tight and he saw blood as his cock came out. He shoved it back in and started to ride him fast. He needed to cum and started to ram the lovely boy under him. "Fucking hell Brandon your good. Fucking going to have plenty of your sweet pussy I am. Oh yeah you'll be seeing plenty of my bedroom ceiling my boy" the priest spat out. Now it was hard and fast as the boy cried and moaned under him. The lads cock twitched and sprayed himself with boy cum. His arse clenched on the cock in his arse and the priest flooded the boy with his spunk. He pulled out and fell on his back. Both were breathing hard. The priest looked at the boy and stroked his cheek and then spanked him hard once on each cheek. "Go on fuck off to bed" Father told him "we'll get together soon". Brandon dressed. He could feel sperm dripping from his arse onto his thighs and cooling quickly. He made his way to the door gingerly. "Brandon" Father William called. The boy turned. "Good fuck. Your a good fuck. You should be proud of yourself". He smiled weakly at the naked priest who now noticed blood on his cock. Brandon opened the door, went out and closed it behind him. Father William lay back and fell into a deep sleep. Brandon went to the toilet and cleaned himself up and then went to his bed and got into bed. "Arse sore Brandon" Stephen Courtney asked. "Yes" Brandon replied. Then he dozed off into a restless dream troubled night. End of chapter 5. My stories on nifty......... I previously sent stories in as tentofourteen. 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