Date: Wed, 20 Apr 2011 22:14:55 +0100
From: Alex Carbine <alex.carbine@sky.com>
Subject: A House Master Remembers Chapt 5

A HOUSEMASTER REMEMBERS by ALEX CARBINE

CHAPTER FIVE

	Every evening about eight o'clock I would walk round the Seniors
Studies, just to make sure that they were at their evening prep. Sometimes
I would find a Study empty and would make a mental note to either return
later, or keep an eye out for the missing boy. This particular night was
one such in question. Having found Parker's study empty I continued on my
rounds. Cutting down the outside fire escape to get to the ground floor
door I chanced to look in on one of the studies where the curtains were not
fully closed. There was Parker, leaning with both hands on the desk of his
friend, Leyton. What was surprising was that both were naked and Leyton was
behind Parker, holding his friend's hips and pushing his eight inches into
Parker's dark meat. When I say surprising, I mean the time was the
surprise. I knew that they had a thing going, but they usually met after
lights out. Now it was only half past eight. Noting which study it was I
quietly made my way down to the ground, and then in through the door and
back up to the second landing, where Leyton's study was. I stood close to
the door and listened. I could hear all that was going on in the room,
Leyton's grunting as he thrust, and Parker's moaning as Leyton hit the
mark. As I listened they speeded up until Leyton climaxed
noisily. Carefully making my way up to the next floor, I noisily banged the
door open and then clattered slowly down the stairs, whistling. By the time
I got to Leyton's door and knocked before entering, the two had put on
their 'T' shirts and shorts, and Leyton was sitting at his desk whilst
Parker leaned over his shoulder. "Evening you two," I said with a
smile. "Working together?" "Yes, Sir," said Parker, turning his head
towards me, "I had a problem, and Leyton has been helping me." "I see you
two will be going to the gym later," nodding towards them, acknowledging
the fact they were wearing 'T' shirts and ordinary white gym shorts. "Yes,
Sir. We were thinking of it," said Leyton, "weren't we Parky?" "Oh yes, of
course. That's right," answered Parker a little too quickly. I came forward
to stand beside them. "Well you had better have a shower first, you seem to
be leaking something," I said as I stooped a little and ran my fingers up
Parker's inside left leg. The sperm that Leyton had just injected into his
arse was leaving a tell-tale trail as it leaked back down his leg. I put my
hand to my face and looked at the lumpy white liquid, then licked it off my
fingers. Both of them were beetroot red-faced with embarrassment at being
caught out. "When you have finished your work, maybe you would like to come
down to my flat and explain to me what it is," I suggested with another
lick of my fingers. "Oh, and come as you are," I said as I turned and left
the study, closing the door behind me. As I went up the stairway I could
hear the two stifling a laugh, and I smiled at what could be before me
after lights out.


	About half past ten there was a tap on my door. The two lads came
in, wrapped in dressing gowns. I was also in a dressing gown, having
showered after my rounds. They closed the door and came over to where I was
sitting. I could see that they too had had showers, as their hair was still
wet. "Hallo lads, did you get to the gym?" I asked to break the ice. "No
Sir, we didn't. After prep we both had showers and got our dorm down, then
changed and came here," said Parker. "Changed?" I queried. "But I thought I
said." my voice tailed off as the two boys opened their dressing gowns to
reveal each was wearing white silk shirt and shorts. "Come over here," I
said and they came closer. Leyton stood next to my armchair arm, facing me,
and I ran my hand up the inside of his leg until I came to his crutch. I
could feel he was wearing a jockstrap, under the slick silk cloth of his
shorts. Parker came to stand by the other arm of my chair and faced me also
so I could do the same with my other hand. It was a delicious moment for
me, to feel each of the two lads well-filled jocks through the silk. As I
stoked each of them I could feel their cocks hardening. This was the first
time that either of them had been to my flat for any 'extra-curricula'
visits, unlike others in the house. However I had no doubt that the
occasional rumour went around about some of the nocturnal sports that went
on. Parker looked over to Leyton who said "You first, Parky." Parker
stepped away and turned his back to me. He took hold of his shorts at the
waistband and pushed them down to his knees, making him bend at the
waist. Sitting in my chair my eyes were at the same height as his anus,
which, by the light of my chair's standard light, was neatly framed by the
parting of the cheek straps from the jock pouch and was still slightly red
and puffy from Leyton's earlier attentions. He just stayed there, bent
over, whilst I ran a finger up his crack and gently felt his inflamed brown
ring. Then I ran a finger under one of his jock's retaining straps. To my
surprise it was silk as well! "Best get your shorts right off," I said and
he continued to undress by stepping out of them. He turned back to face me
and I could see his cock was bent in two in the jock pouch, and I could
clearly make out the ridge of his bell-end nestling at the bottom between
his balls. I turned my hand up and cupped the pouch, weighing the
contents. He was a big boy.


	Leyton then moved away from my other hand and dropped his shorts
and stepped out of them, still facing me. His cock was tenting the front of
his jock, which was an ordinary sports one, and the tip was firmly pointing
towards his left armpit, seemingly seven of eight inches from his
balls. When he stepped back into the brighter circle of light next to the
arm of my chair, I could see that the pouch of his jock was a patchwork of
cum stains, the result of months of hard wanking. For my part the two lads
had really turned me on. Because they had stood either side of my chair,
when I had reached out for them, my dressing gown had been pulled apart,
and my own cock was clearly revealed, standing to attention. I quite often
wear a pewter cock ring and this night was no exception. The feel of the
tight ring behind my balls and over the top of my erect cock, coupled with
the sight of these two lads was really making me very hard. Leyton came
round to the front of my chair and I moved my legs apart. He knelt down and
took hold of my cock, pulling back the foreskin a bit to reveal the purple
head. I moved down the chair until I could move my legs further apart. I
opened up my dressing gown completely and then felt the warm envelope of
Leyton's mouth move over and down my rigid member. I was looking along my
body at Leyton's bobbing head when I realized that Parker was standing
behind Leyton, slowly wanking his cock, which he had released to one side
of the silk jock pouch. He really did have a big cock, circumcised and
veined. I told him there was a tube of KY in the bathroom cabinet if he
wanted some lubricant to wank with. He nodded assent and went out to the
bathroom, returning with the tube in his hands as he unscrewed the top,
leaving his massive, stiff cock to sway from side to side like a
conductor's baton as he walked back behind Leyton. As Leyton continued to
kneel in front of me and suck me off, I watched Parker grease his length
and bend down to put a handful of starters into his friend's bum. Then
Leyton, without missing a stroke with his head and mouth, straightened and
opened his legs, putting his hands on each of the arms of my chair. Parker
took hold of his stiff prong and lined it up to Leyton's arse hole. Very
carefully he eased himself into his friend, having obviously done this many
times before. Then, when he was well in, he started long slow strokes,
fucking his mate at a leisurely pace. Leyton's eyes looked into mine and I
saw the looks of lust, satisfaction, and delight all at the same time. What
he was doing with his tongue and his mouth was rapidly bringing me to a
climax. I told him I was about to cum, and he swirled and breathed over my
cockhead like a frenzied tumble dryer. I held into the arms of my chair and
let go, pumping squirt after squirt into his mouth and throat, whilst he
continued to bob and suck me. Finally I was spent and his ministrations
became too much. He stopped and carefully moved until he was kneeling on
the arms of my chair over my face, Parker staying well stuck up inside him,
his legs either side of mine. With Leyton's hands on the raised back of my
chair, his hard cock - still encased in the cum patterned jock pouch - was
just inches above my face, and well within reach of my hands. I could see a
spreading wet patch of pre-cum on the pouch as I watched Parker long-dick
his friend, seeing Leyton's cock twitch in the pouch each time Parker's
balls swung in to hit the base of his mate's jock where the straps met the
bottom. Then Parker was cumming, pushing his cock deep into the inviting
hole, and, after a couple of these deep strokes, I could see sperm
streaking the length of his dick as he withdrew only to plunge in again to
pump more spunk into his friend. As I watched at these close quarters, the
spunk that was leaking back out began to gather at the base of his cock and
then drip off his balls and flick onto my chest. In the meantime I was
wanking Leyton and was soon to feel him twitch in my hand, seeing his white
boy cum push its way through the fabric to coat the outside of the pouch
where his cockhead was. I lifted my head up and licked the outside of his
jock, savouring his boy taste. It had turned out to be quite a night, and
was the first of many such.



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