Date: Thu, 11 Dec 2008 09:39:12 +0000 (GMT)
From: penny cox <pennycox694@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Number 21 at Boarding School

My first day at the all-boys boarding school, went well. The Head Boy
showed my round, and finally took me to the dormitory, in which every boy
had a small partitioned room with a bed, and wardrobe.. As he spoke about
the school, he put his arm around me, and let his hand run down onto my
bottom cheeks wher he began to carress them. It felt strangely comforting,
and I leant against him, feeling safe in the privacy of my own room. At 12
years of age, I was nervous about being away from home, and needed
reasurance. He put both arms around me and pulled me to him, now with both
hands on my bottom cheeks. Again I felt secure, and put my arms around his
waist, enjoying his carressing hands. he kissed my cheek a couple of times
before I lifted my head to accept the next on my lips. It was just like
kissing my mother, but then I felt his tongue probing at my lips. Seconds
later we were snogging, and I could feel him pressing his cock against
me. It was getting stiffer, so was mine. As the kiss ended he whispered "We
are going to be good friends boy, come to my room at "Lights-Out", numder
21". I nodded

At dinner I met the other boys, and I was the only new-starter this week.
One boy asked if I had been told to go to the Head Boys room that night. I
said yes, and they all laughed, adding that It would be more than his
tongue in my mouth. I wasn't sure what they meant.

As the other boys went off to bed, I knocked on room 21, and waited to be
called in. When I entered, the Head Boy was standing by his bed in just his
Y-Fronts. He looked lovely. I had always liked looking through my mothers
mail order catalogue at the underwear pages, especially the men and boys
section. I loved looking at the pictures of them in their underwear,
wanting to get my hand down inside them. "Hello, I thought we'd get
together so that I could tell and show you some of our school rules. First
of all, undress for me to your pants" I nodded and began to undress infront
of this 17 year old, but I didn't feel nervous or afraid. Soon I was down
to my trousers, and as they fell to the floor, I stood up straight in my
y-fronts, just like his. He smiled, and passed me a pink frilly nightie,
saying "All new boys must wear a nighty for the first term". I took it, and
slipped it on over my head. It only just covered my bottom, and as I eased
my pants down and stepped out of them, I felt at ease. I looked in the
mirrior. I looked good, turning sideways to pose. The nightie just covered
my cheeks but you could clearly see my body, and my cock, through the thin
material. I was wondering if the Head Boy fancied me, I fancied him and
wanted more of that kissing.

I looked over at him, he looked so good in those pants. He got into bed and
patted the matress beside him. I walked over and got in, and his arm slid
under my shoulders, pulling me to him for a kiss. I slipped my arms around
his chest and pulled him close, so that I could feel his bulging pants
against me. Between kisses he whispered some of the school rules, as my
hand eased around to his bottom, and slipped down into his pants. As I
carressed his cheeks, he told me that for the first term I was to wear the
nightie each night and be prepared for sexual advances from other boys, and
some members of staff. He said that I would be invited to other bedrooms,
and there I must do whatever they say. "Even the staff?" I asked "Yes, Mr
James, the music master likes to be wanked by a young boy. and the history
master will ask you to suck him" As he went on to tell me more, I slid my
hand round under his pants, until I felt his cock. I wrapped my hands
around it and began to wank him, as his tongue flicked in and out of my
mouth.

Suddenly he sat up. threw the duvet off and pulled his pants off. His cock
looked lovely, standing straight up beside me. "Kiss and lick it for me" he
pleaded I took hold of it and leant forward. Oh I could smell its
manliness. I put my lips over the eye and sucked up some of his clear
juice, Hm nice, then slipped my lips further over it. "Bob your head, wank
me with your lips" I heard I obeyed and soon had half his cock in my mouth
and bobbed away like a regular. He was moaning, then I felt his hand on my
legs, one going up the front and one at the back. he started to play with
my cock and then I felt a finger pressing at my boyhole.

I was in heaven, a mouthful of the Head Boys cock and a finger fucking my
bottom, and a hand pumping my cock. I couldn't last out and began to
cum. He must have seen it and whispered, "You're cuming, OOhhh so am I"
Suddenly a new taste in my mouth, but I kept on sucking. I wanted all of
it. As I lifted my head, I saw strings of cum conecting my lips to his
helmet. I looked over at him, he was smiling. "That was lovely" he
whispered. I looked down, my nightie was damp with cum, there was cum
everywhere

"You've done well boy, the boys and staff will love you"

End of part 1