Date: Sat, 2 Jan 2010 17:10:48 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: The school prize Part 3

Well, my gamble had paid off and an exceedingly grateful little elf rang to
tell me the news, he and that "someone special" were moving in together.
Then a little later...something mysterious, could I meet him at a friends
place - and here he gave a Chelsea address - that Sunday afternoon?  Well,
this presented no problems, lover had excelled himself that morning and
announced that he needed a doze.....so still pleasantly suffused I
sauntered along the West London streets - here I would have no problems,
startlingly beautiful people of both sexes came and went without fuss and
admiring glances - well those I could handle!  The place had a distinctly
arty look to it...the surprise came when the door opened, I knew the face,
who could forget it....fiery tresses and brilliant green eyes the slender
youth beamed at me.

"Three years is it?  You're gorgeous as ever, still fighting them
off...or...?" delicately he paused

"You're the truly gorgeous one, and no need to fight anyone off now...." I
mentioned who I was with and his eyes widened

"Wow, but come on in, you should feel at home!"

Sure enough, there was his partner the photographer seated near the elf,
we'd been together very briefly at school but remained excellent friends
after so no question of tension arose.  General gossip followed and then
the assignment was broached and comments invited.  Basically it would be a
charity thing so fees weren't an issue - but - prospects of future paying
work could be considered very high.  Essentially, we three would form the
nucleus BUT it was not intended to be a male model presentation nor was it
in any way intended to convey sexual overtones - this was a charity
exhibition after all.  Would we be available for the various shoots?
Evenings and weekends would have to be sacrificed to some degree since we
three either worked or studied.  I couldn't see any problem nor could the
elf....green eyes would NEVER have had any problem, that much was
obvious....and I had no doubts as to what would transpire once the door had
closed behind the elf and I....

Eventually we two left, both had the same idea and shared a laugh over what
was doubtless going on in the studio now we'd left.  As we walked, it was
the elf who mentioned the encounter at Barkers in the High Street, I
listened fascinated and as we browsed through various boutiques picking up
this and that to titillate a partner's fancy I suggested

"Look, it's some days - a week - since you rescued that pair, why don't we
drop in and see how they are going?"

The elf thought about it and agreed so clutching our parcels we arrived at
the apartments, up through the service lift as instructed along a short
length of corridor and a gentle rap on the door.  It opened cautiously to
reveal a petite young honey blonde, very young by my guess, who eyed me
incredulously before turning his attention to the elf - and he relaxed.  We
were invited in and introduced to his partner, a nervous earnest type
perhaps several years older who was probably possessed of considerable
charm, once defences were down.  These two obviously felt themselves
outcasts...and something needed to be done before disaster struck in some
form or another, something drastic.  The elf and I looked at each
other...with one accord we rose and taking the little blond by an arm each
headed for what appeared to be their bedroom, there the elf left us to
retrieve some of that day's shopping and with a smile and a wink at an
anxious young man returned and closed the door.  This was going to be
fun....first we began to undress the youngster at first he demurred but
took the plunge when I showed him a parcel's contents.  With him now naked
we stood back to work out what was needed...he was a delicious little
package, no question and joy oh joy, he was becoming erect under our
appraisal, legs were long, no need of shaving evident, slim waist and
torso...but breasts, these were unusually prominent...good material here.
So, the elf and I began to rummage....before too long we had achieved a
transformation, the feet first off, not much of a problem they were small,
low heels did the job....next nylons, sheer with suspender belt and over
this a mini skirt I'd just bought to match my colouring - now the top, we
needed to display those breasts didn't we, and how about this see through
blouse the elf had indulged in...unbuttoned for most of its length?  Makeup
- again the elf took a hand, in less than a couple of minutes we had a hint
of mascara, a touch of rouge, and a sophisticated lip stick applied.
Without giving him time to reflect on our handiwork, we marched him into
the lounge.

"Oh, oh, oh my - oh my God.....you...are beautiful...so lovely...."

And before he realised it the stunned youngster found himself in his
lover's arms...and he truly was a delight..incoherent raving eventually
subsiding the two looked up at us sheepishly

"We could go out...together, and even ...hold hands like this...couldn't
we...I mean he looks terrific...?"

We agreed, both pointing out that in fact very little had been done to
achieve the effect - the elf even mentioned that denims, women's type cut
with button up jacket would suffice for this boy's trim figure,he could
easily get away with it and if he kept that hair long....well.  It was
obvious that their thoughts were turning in a certain direction centring on
that bedroom.  Again the elf and eye exchanged a glance, this was the 2nd
time that afternoon we'd confronted a couple anxious to be "at it" so...as
delicately as I could I asked....

"If you are headed...back in there...would it be ok if we...let ourselves
out....we have something we need to attend to....?"

Their door closed, I looked at the elf's finely chiselled beauty....he too
calmly stared back so without a word we kissed and embraced before
collapsing onto the couch where methodically and expertly we lay
masturbating one another - neither could wait to get home!