Date: Mon, 2 May 2011 09:06:11 +0100
From: Alex Carbine <alex.carbine@sky.com>
Subject: A House Master Remembers Chap 9

A HOUSEMASTER REMEMBERS by ALEX CARBINE

CHAPTER NINE.

In the summertime, it becomes more and more difficult for the juniors to go
to sleep, as the nights become lighter and the dark comes later. After I
had done my evening rounds on one such evening, I went for a walk in the
gardens to the front of the House and could hear in the still of the
evening the obvious sounds of little excited voices emanating from the open
windows of one of the smaller junior dormitories. I continued with my walk
but, on returning some twenty minutes later, I was able to hear their
voices continuing, when they really ought to be asleep. I went back indoors
through the main entrance, the hallway and up the main stairs to the first
landing. It was only a few steps to that dormitory door, which I opened
quickly and strode inside.

I was greeted with the sight of nine young boys, the occupants of this
dormitory, and the prefect in charge one 'Bish' Bishop. He was lying on a
bed naked, holding his stiff, uncircumcised cock, whilst the other boys
were lined round the bed, holding their smaller, but just as stiff cocks. I
had walked in on a circle-jerk. The youngster were frozen statues, like
rabbits caught in the beam of a headlight, but Bishop did not even stop
wanking slowly. He just nodded to me and said, "Sorry about the noise Sir,
I was just showing them a new technique." Several of the youngsters' jaws
dropped as I replied, "Very well Bishop. Carry on. Just ignore me," and I
sat down on a bed. Nine pairs of eyes were looking at me. "Go on Bish," I
said again, and then to the boy nearest to me I said, "Listen and watch. He
really does have the most amazing techniques. You can learn a lot from
him." "But you're." started the boy, almost in horror. "What? Grown up?
Old? Your House master?" I looked at them all. "This does not mean to say
that I was never a boy. That I have never had a wank. That I don't still?"
They still looked blank. "Schools are for learning at..." I said, "and your
lessons don't stop at the classroom door. Listen to and observe Bishop. You
can always learn something."

I felt that I just was not getting through to them so I turned to
Bishop. "Come over here son, and let me do that." Bishop sat up and swung
his legs round to the floor. When he stood up his hard cock jutted out from
his body at 45 degrees towards the ceiling. He came over to stand beside me
and I put my arm round his buttocks and held his hip. The boys came round
and formed a semi-circle so they could see us. "Have any of you been shown
how to suck a cock?"  One of the boys started to laugh
self-consciously. "Seriously, have you ever seen it done?"  Two boys put
their hands up nervously. "Come on," I said gently, "none of you have done
anything wrong." Another hand went up. I asked the owner of the hand what
had happened. Bishop was lazily wanking himself next to my face. The lad,
one Thomas, haltingly started to tell of a day during the last holidays
when he was in a park near his home. He had been playing hide and seek with
some slightly older boys when one suggested that they both went into the
park toilet to hide. They hid in one of the cubicles, and Thomas began to
read the writings on the partitions, with the accompanying drawings of bum
fucking and cock sucking. The boy he was with closed and locked the door,
saying he wanted to have a crap, and he dropped his trousers and sat on the
seat. Thomas was able to see his cock, and could see it was half hard. He
turned back to the writings and read some more. When he turned back again,
the other lad was slowly wanking his fully hard cock. Thomas said he did
not know what to do, but felt strangely excited. He was just about to
unlock the door when he heard someone come into the toilets. He did not
want to get caught in the game of hide and seek, nor to be found in a
cubicle with another kid who was playing with himself, so he kept quiet and
still.

Whoever it was who had come in, went into the cubicle next to them and
locked his door. They could both hear him drop his trousers and sit
down. Thomas then became aware of the hole in the partition between
them. He could see the lap of the man next-door, so he knew it was not one
of the other kids. He carefully moved himself out of view and pointed to
the man next-door and the hole. His newly-found wanking partner leaned
forward and looked through the hole, then he leaned back as the man next
door stuck his slightly stiff cock through the hole. The boy took hold of
it in two fingers, and pulled back the man's foreskin and sniffed the
head. He then looked up at Thomas and smiled, then turned back to it and
lowered his mouth onto it.

Bishop continued to wank himself next to my face as Thomas told his story,
and some of the other boys were gently pulling their cocks as well. I took
hold of Bishop's cock with one hand and pulled back his foreskin. "What
like this?" I asked. Thomas nodded. "And then he put it in his mouth?" I
asked. Thomas nodded. "Like this?" and proceeded to do just that. "Yes"
said Thomas. I took Bishop's cock out of my mouth. "And then what happened?
Oh! And the rest of you, feel free to do whatever you want, it's a good
story!" I put Bishop's rock hard cock back in my mouth and was rewarded
with the taste of his pre-cum which was now dripping out of him. "Well,"
continued Thomas. "the boy kept on sucking him for a few minutes and then
he stopped and the man withdrew his cock and went away." "And do we know
why?" I asked. Bishop put his hand on my shoulder and said, "They are all
dry, Sir." "Aha," I said, "and they don't know?" "That was what I was going
to show them. I heard them talking a few evenings ago and promised to show
them tonight." "So! I understand. Well, let's make it a Master Class!"  I
looked into Bishop's face and said, "OK?"  "Yeah! Sure!" and with that he
moved round to face me.

The nine watched as I gently worked Bish's foreskin back and forth over his
cockhead. They could see he was producing quite a lot of clear fluid which
was beading in his piss slit and running down over my fingers. "How many of
you have a skin like this?" Six of them put their hands up. "Show me," I
said and they each pushed their little hard dicks forward to show me. "OK,
pull the skin back," I said, and four of them were able to but two could
not. "Can you pull them back when you are soft?" I asked and they
nodded. "OK. Always keep your cock clean, so wash it with the skin pulled
back. And before you let anyone suck it, always have a wash, otherwise you
will smell, and that is off-putting. Got that?" Six serious faces
nodded. "And that goes for you others. Keep it clean and always wash before
oral sex." I surveyed them. "You've all had a wash tonight before bed?"
Nine heads nodded in unison. "Good. Now then the most important thing to
remember is that your teeth are sharp, and a cock head is very sensitive so
don't scrape the head with your teeth, it will hurt your partner. Secondly,
use lots of saliva, otherwise the cock will become very sore, very
quickly. Other than that, use your tongue wherever it will go. Oh yes!
You've probably heard this called a blow job. Well it isn't. It's a suck
job in reality, whatever it is called, so remember suck, don't blow!"

By this time each was playing with his cock, and two were wanking each
other. "OK. Let me show you." And with that I took Bish's lovely cock into
my mouth. I sank right down to the base of it and deep throated him,
swallowing the purple mushroom right into my gullet. Then I took hold of
his balls and gently tugged them whilst sliding up and down on his
shaft. Finally I took it out, and licked all round the edge of the head,
whilst wanking my thumb and forefinger up and down the shaft. Bish groaned
with pleasure and I looked up at him. "Are you close?" I asked and he said,
"Almost there." I turned to the nine boys and said, "What you are going to
see will happen to you in the not too distant future. Just be
patient. There is nothing wrong with you, at your age, if you don't cum
like this." I had felt Bish's cock give a twitch and knew he was close. I
put my mouth over his cockhead again and gave his shaft a few pumps then
moved my head back a bit and continued to pump. As Bish came squirt by
squirt I positioned my mouth to catch his nectar. The boys gathered round
excitedly to look at his cock and my mouth, and the spunk that had landed
on my face around it. I closed it and swallowed the lot. Then I stood up,
wiped my face with the back of my hand and said, "Who's going to show me he
was listening?"

I took my coat off and then my shirt and tie. I sat down on the bed and
took off my shoes and socks. I stood again and Bish loosened my belt, undid
my trousers and let them drop to the ground. I stepped out of them as the
boys looked at my black jockstrap, which contained a big bulge. Bish looked
at the other kids and then put his hands on the waistband. "If you have not
seen one before, this is what a grown man looks like," he said and pulled
the band down. My cock caught on the band as it went down, then suddenly
sprang loose, to point at the watching kids. I enjoy wearing a pewter
cock-ring, and this time was no exception. Bishop took hold of my shaft
with one hand whilst his other went round between my legs and took hold of
my balls. He pulled the foreskin back and sniffed. "Clean as a
whistle. Right! Who's first?" The boys hesitated and then one reached out
and took hold of me. He sat on the bed and pulled me to him, then, holding
my shaft at it's base, he took it into his mouth and I felt his tongue move
across the underneath of my head. I instinctively twitched my cock, and he
pulled it out immediately. "I'm sorry," he said. "I didn't mean to hurt
you!" "You didn't. You're doing just fine. Who's next?" Another boy,
another mouth, until all nine had sucked my cock whilst I gave each of them
encouragement and guidance.

Finally I came back to Bishop. "Let's go for it," I said, and Bish gave the
best display blow-job ever, pulling back just before I was to come. He
reached out and hooked his arm round the boy next to him. "You finish him
off," he said, and I felt a hot little mouth go over the end of my cock. It
was enough to make me cum, and I loaded lump after lump of spunk into the
boy's mouth, and surprisingly he took it all without gagging. Then it was
over and I sat back down on the bed to see the boy showing the others the
remainder of my spunk coating his tongue, in his mouth. "What's it taste
like?" one of them asked him. "It's a secret," I said, touching him on the
shoulder. "But if you want to find out, see me during the day and I will
make an appointment for you to come to my flat on your own." "Or in
groups," said Bishop. "And don't be frightened. All that he said is
true. Your learning here never stops, but more importantly you don't talk
to the others about it. That way they only hear it from the experienced
teachers, and not from people who have only just started to learn what it's
about. Yes? So we keep it as our secret OK?"

I gathered my clothing and got dressed. Bishop got the boys into their beds
and climbed into his own. "Good night Sir, And thanks." " 'Night
Bishop. 'Night boys!"  I realised that the bed of the boy who had swallowed
my cum was close and went over to him. "Good night to you lad," I said and
messed his hair. "Good night Sir" he said and smiled at me, then turned on
his side as I walked out the door, turning off the dormitory lights.

This is the last of this story that I have written. CHAPTER TEN - another
day, maybe.

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