Date: Mon, 21 Dec 2009 18:12:36 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: The Priory Chronicles

If you knew what you wanted, this was a good place to be, you simply made
certain you were first in and out of the showers and then lingered awhile
as before your eyes boys from thirteen and upwards divested clothing and
made their way to the showers.  Mind you, there was plenty to be said for
the sportswear too, for shapely little backsides were barely concealed by
shorts that permitted good glimpses of thigh as their wearers tripped into
the changing room.  So I sat on the bench in a prearranged spot, I'd
already ascertained where a particular individual had hung up his clothes
and made certain to position myself beside it in wait.  Meanwhile, there
was the delightful menu before me, steam and warm water had combined to
give already rosy skin that extra flush, like some tantalising slide show
the occupants of each of the four cubicles would vacate to be replaced by
another four, selected boys could be eyed as naked they headed for their
towels and clothing.  Today there was the usual offering, chubby juniors
pert and bright eyed, always a turn on but if you knew what to look for,
there was real talent to be admired, occasionally just occasionally, you
would spot the boy who had "it" - and just occasionally, you would detect
one who not only had "it" but was also "aware".  Now for instance, take
that plump blue eyed blond with the lovely skin - he knows what it's all
about, he knows he's being eyed off but, he definitely doesn't want to know
because according to rumour he'd been shagged silly for the last couple of
terms - until some sort of a scandal hit the fan.  Now, he's closed shop.
Next to him there's a new one, plumply lush with sweet face and turned up
nose, he doesn't know what it's about yet but is probably receiving hints,
he looks like he could be a fast learner too, worth a visit perhaps?  But
now then, what's this, he's a squash player, thin almost fragile looking
and with that white skin almost translucent you can see blue veins along
his thighs.....he perches gracefully under the water and slowly rotates.
He's pretending he doesn't know the effect....note those careful glances,
he wants to know if there's an audience, I pretend to be eying off
another....he puts on a show anyway...watch how carefully he soaps his
groin head thrown back in simulated ecstasy, but his buttocks - they are
the real give away.  The boy is slender, delicate but the buttocks, neat
and in proportion so firm and pertly jutting.  There is only one thing you
want to do to them ultimately - first though, I want to run my hands over
the lovely mounds, savour their rich swelling softness and only after, part
that sweet cleft to deftly penetrate with finger.  But one step at a time.
So, this is the one for now, he's virginal...but is ready to play the
field, he's got "it" - that something, that special allure that tells you
not only is a boy available, but he is going to respond in a most
delightful way - to whatever it is that you do to him.

So, as I sat there in happy anticipation my little candidate tripped
daintily to his towel - which just happened to be behind where I sat so
with feigned absent mindedness I moved myself to the side and in doing so,
"accidentally" brushed his penis...nice, very nice..and looking up caught
an expression of mock exasperation.  Oh yes, he was ripe for it, no doubt
at all for rather than move away he began to dress alongside me.  What a
show, instead of donning underpants and trousers he began by putting on a
shirt, then of all things he reached for his tie, slowly he fiddled around
with it all the time standing there with charms exposed for the World to
see...I had only to reach out...Yes, this one was ready and he was sending
out signals, no question of that and I wanted to be there first!  We'd see
what happened tonight, if I didn't get in I knew it wouldn't be long before
someone else did.

The agony of anticipation!  Footsteps receded and the last lights in the
corridor extinguished while there I lay, ears strained for the slightest
sound, click of door, squeak of floor board...all was silent and stealthily
oh so carefully I eased open my door to just as cautiously close it
behind...now pause and listen...nothing ..so on down past two doors,
here...again pause to listen..reassured twist slowly - and open.  Now in
the room pause, close door.  There's the bed, he's pretending to be asleep
- already...so he knows I'm here.  Aha!  Seated on the side of his bed,
firmly grasp the bed clothes, pull them down a little way.."what...are you
doing...?" feigned innocence, he may not have done this before but he
knows....and now we'll find out.  Reach down beneath the sheets, he's on
his back (naturally) and here he is - hard!  He's given the game away of
course, and now you have him for having let you get this far he's
committed, his erection clinches it so now you can settle down to enjoy,
cautious - you don't want to frighten him off - you gently fondle, keep
your hand there for now, slowly begin masturbating and after a minute of
this take one of his hands and place it on your penis.  He gets the idea
and slowly, clumsily he starts to work on you.  This is feeling nice, he's
obviously enjoying it too and now you can think of branching out so, pull
back the bedclothes, as far as you can, now he's exposed, keep masturbating
but with free hand grasp his pyjama cord and pull.  Briefly his hand stops
what it's doing and he looks up at you wide eyed, just concentrate on
slipping the garment down past his knees, if possible remove it
altogether..there, what a sight, long slender legs to run your hand along,
take your time, have a feel and look him in the eyes as you do it - get him
used to having his body enjoyed, soon he will like it and expect it,
meanwhile savour the soft smooth skin of those thighs, casually run your
hand up to his groin, with both hands fondle his penis, he's incredibly
hard, very aroused now, lips are parted he's taking deep breaths, bring
your thumb to the tip, rub it around the top as he shudders, ease off and
resume masturbation but don't let him cum, bring him to the boil, keep him
there - he'll beg you for release but make him wait while you enjoy him,
you have a very sexy boy at your fingertips so make the most of it, play
him like an instrument, have him gasping and arching his hips beneath your
fingers....now bring him to climax, speak to him as he cums, tell him how
sexy he is, how much you'd like to do it again, keep stroking him all the
while, let him watch as you cum...and tell him you'll be back...now he's
had a taste next time will be even better, you will be able to take him a
step further, have him panting as you let your hands do new exciting things
with that slender body....yes, he's yours now and you smile into those big
round eyes as you quietly leave.....