Date: Mon, 11 Feb 2002 13:18:22 -0500
From: paul paris <shaksbeer@ureach.com>
Subject: The Message  Chapter 6

This is part Three in a trilogy of books about a boy who becomes a boy
lover, then teacher then back to the beginning as a teacher at the boarding
school where this all started.

It is from my imagination so it is pure fiction. This it the Sixth chapter
of the third book. It contains the love between a ban and his boys through
various stages. If this offends I am sorry but its best you leave.

Some countries will find this totally incorrect so do check making sure
that you are not going to be in trouble. I have the copyright to this and
other stories of mine. If you wish to use them for any reason then do
please ask. This request is for fee-paying sites also.

Peter Collins was the boy who's life changed when his internal clock told
his brain that he would begin to become attracted to boys. No matter what
he allowed the truth to come forth falling in love when the law had said
this was wrong.



				The Message


				 Chapter 6


			    The boys' new boys



Banister was having a bad time tonight. He had got to the stage when he had
realised that at his age he was missing his parents very badly. Being
locked up, as such all he was trying to do was escape and get away. Nothing
anyone could do changed his mind.

"Can you not pay him more attention Peter so that he feels safe?"

I was told he had a crush that was at first wrong, now they want me to give
him the extra and I wondered if I was to go to far if they would be with me
this time. I could not.

The boy was unstable so sent home. He could come back in a few years but he
needs to grow up. Boarding school was suppose to make a man out of a
boy. Most succeeded but this one failed. It caused a unhappiness through
the dorm. I told the Headmaster and Governors. They decided to give the
dorm a break. I expected the old shed in the forest.

Well we were lucky. We got sent to a Park with Lodges in. It was full of
things to do. The Dorm had 8 boys sent while the parents took the others
home to be cared for by a nanny. The Nanny cost far more than the park. I
was going to take the two weeks off by going to America to visit a friend,
I say no more.

Just my luck, guess which adult was chosen to take the boys away? Yup good
old me.

We were all placed in a 6-bedroom lodge. I had one room while 10 boys
shared the other 5. The boys went swimming almost straight away. I saw no
effects from the previous actions of one P Banister.

The boys spent time making a list of the different things they could
do. Far from schoolwork it was just play, play, play.

I think it was early on the first night that we all gave up. The fast food
filled us enough so that sleep drifted into us all very quickly. I got them
all asleep within 15 minutes. I could not last much longer. I made some tea
so that I could finish filling in the days work then the itinerary for the
next day. I cleared up and decided that early to bed was sound advice for
me also. I had one problem. I had a living Teddy bear to cope with. Zack
was resting on his arm waiting for me.

"What will happen if the other boys see you in bed with me?"

"That's fine, tonight is my night. Look. Each of us has their own night."

I was going to throw him out but the briefs on the floor, oh I just gave
in. The door was closed so the start of one true love began. Zack had
grown. His body and technique had improved. I assumed David but we had our
first real kiss that only lovers can have. He needed a haircut but I was
happy with his head resting on me while he drifted off to sleep. I slept
well knowing he was there. Zack's hand moved a lot exciting me but for not
the reason I might have enjoyed it more. His Leg across mine then fingers
in my chest hair. Bending for my lips we kissed at 4.04.pm. The passion was
strange. I was free, so was he. I never said lets do it, my body was
shouting that, Zack knew it. It was when Kenny brought in 2 teas the next
morning that I understood.

"Zack I got you some clean shorts, so the dirty ones will be in the bag."
Kenny reached across kissing me good morning. I held him. "Its me
tonight. This will be our first time. Will you teach me to love?"

I told Kenny that he was doing it already. This told you how I felt. I said
to Kenny "I wish you were like Zack." Kenny tried but his brother came in
and told him to wait. Everyone came in that morning and not a word was said
about Zack being there. All of the boys that morning sat on the big bed in
some stage of dress or undress. It was nothing to worry me about. If
anything I believe that they all had this major plan prepared.

"Who's going on the boats?"

Now it was like school. Naked Flesh. Bouncing fully in full sight of me. In
every room they were getting ready for the miniature version of the Spanish
Armada against Nelson. I was Nelson but with both eyes intact. A drowning
to the death, or to the rubber rings what ever came first.

Patash could not swim so he went to the go-karts. Against my better
judgment I sent half with him while the others did the rowing
thing. Activities like this sure give you an appetite so piles of burgers
with fries washed down with Lemonade. That day never stopped. The boys all
went riding but as I hate horses I looked for a camel. That was my excuse
to prevent my bum from hitting the ground several time while trying to
mount up something that was going to hate the thought of me on its back.

I did get them swimming again and I even went on a slide that went at 100
miles per hour. I nearly drowned. It was a riot. All of us went back to the
lodge to change. I promised the boys that we would go to the Cinema. I took
them to see a film about Dinosaurs. They loved that, all pretending to be
Triceratops all the way back. Food, more belching, "Dinosaurs must fart."

I threw two in the pool for bad mouthing. Yes I know, bad idea. 10
screaming boys who wanted to get their own back threw me in.

I made us all shower that night then we all watched a bit of Television. We
talked about what we did and decided to spend a day at the beach
tomorrow. The boys got into the bed they wanted and Kenny waited for me. He
was a little shy at first. Something strange. I told him he could undress
if he wanted. Kenny said he was shy about people seeing him. I told him I
saw him when he bathed every night. It took 30 minutes before he said it
was going to be fine. I slipped his shorts off fully understanding that I
had never been close to him even when we were camping.

I have said that my reading class boys are all mine but there were some who
were beauties. I had one without knowing before that night. He had the
lightest down of hair over him that I could feel.

"You said you wanted me to be like Zack?"

I was deliberate when I lifted the cover to first look then hug him.

"Do you want me to touch you Kenny?"

"You will not hurt me will you?"

I asked him for a kiss. Kenny got closer till our lips touched. I held the
acorn between his legs. I took his hand then lifted my shorts down
slightly. He touched me. I let go of his hand. He was moving it about
himself.

"I think its time Kenny for you to choose if you carry on or stop."

"What do you want to do?"

I told him not to ask silly questions. "Do you know what will happen if you
keep moving your hand?"

He did. Throwing the covers back I watched him trying his best to get it
right. He lifted a leg across mine then relaxed on top of me. I loved
stroking this body it was Kenny who never moved. He was letting things
happen without a care. His feet tried to go either side but the tender part
of him shook when by accident I touched it. It was like a charge but Kenny
wanted more. I wanted this boy to be close. I wanted to feel this Virgin
for the first time. I whispered to him how he was making me feel; I got a
giggle in return. Soon the kissing was serious. I tried to use a finger but
he was still too unsure about relaxing that far. Kenny was an explorer. His
way of dealing with this was to touch then look at me trying to notice if
what he had done was right or wrong. Nine out of ten was correct. He
watched while this virgin came for his first time. The feelings, oh those
feelings, screamed through his body when the acorn enlarged to a
pinecone. To young to produce any moisture. H!  e sweat quite a bit. His
achievement was bringing me to a climax. I loved him for that but I could
see just how he wished that his body could have done the same as I.

The next day did have me relaxed enough because I had Kevin bring teas in
the morning. I expected to stay longer but a letter changed all that. The
school had settled so we could go back. My boys angry that they could not
have longer time packed while I angrily on my own made the appropriate
noises that said the same.

Ben was taken home therefore things were just normal. For my part I was
made a Housemaster. I did not fear the trips to the cottage; I had a full
set of rooms within the school. I also became therefore one of the school,
I was in fact almost wishing for a job elsewhere.

The Headmaster gave me letters and I saw less and less of him. I was a full
part of the school now; I could resume the activities without asking others
if this was right. I was a number 1 teacher who had to give punishments to
the boys who had them due. The Deputy Head left this to me and each day I
was given several papers that insisted I give a punishment of some kind. I
hated it.

>From being kind and the person to be with I became the teacher of fear.

One weekend there was going to be a visit to a favourite place of the
boys. Two boys were suspended from going so that meant I was to be the one
who took charge of them. Vince and Corben had stolen some milk from the
kitchen. It was silly because most boys just asked for a drink and were
given it freely.

The two boys were my quiet readers. I had to give a punishment. It was left
to me. I asked the class who all made suggestions. The boys in question
even got given the chance. Both boys were the oldest of the class, so they
surly knew what the rules were.

The boys thought that an essay of being sorry would suffice. Others were
not against it, however they told the boys that there was a better
answer. Both Vince and Corben were both prepared to listen to them all no
matter what. The suggestions they got did not go down to well. The boys
were very new to thoughts other than their own.

No one forced the ideas, however the boys in trouble, after talking for
over an hour, did they realise just how serious their actions were.

"Any other master would make your life hell for what you did. Be grateful
for the one who has the job to look after you."

Zack in the stance of a prefect sat the boys down. "Most of us have done
wrong at some time. It is such a relief to get the teacher you have to deal
with your punishment. I will do something for you that no one did for me. I
will give you a list of things that you might offer to do. The things are
so easy and worth far more than the milk you stolen. If you were that
desperate, then the teacher forced to look after you would have given you
milk by going to a store and buying it himself. This teacher is the only
one who will stick by you all the time you are at this school. Remember
this if you can? Sir cares and loves us all."

Everyone saw the coach and bags drive away. The Headmaster had said they
would be back for teas Sunday night. That left me with the two boys looking
for punishment.

"Sir we thought an essay to sat how sorry we are would accomplish the
punishment."

"Off you go. Come to my room in 2 hours with the work done. Spelling
correct. I expect you to use your dictionaries."

I did my best with the additional books so left them to it. I did look in
on them every now and again seeing that they were hard at work. I got a
very poorly written essay saying sorry. I maintained my composure getting
them to do it again. I did say I was no push over but I thought that they
both did not care. The second effort was better. I told them to leave it on
my desk. They were at a loss now with what to do. I got them to stack books
while I did the sorting.

"Sir we are sorry. It was a silly thing to do but its happened and we
cannot take it back."

I took an old plimsoll to throw away. Vince bent over. "I suppose its
better if you beat us then we will all feel better."

"I do not hit boys that I will never do. Why would that be needed for a
glass of milk? If you were that thirsty then I would have given you some
myself."

"Zack said you would but we did not know, especially me."

"Zack has a big mouth. I will have a word when he gets back."

"Sir we have this piece of paper. It shows a list of punishments that would
make up for us taking the milk. Vince and I were given it. You have to know
that they are strange things to do but we got them from a prefect. I asked
Vince and like I he has heard of them but never been involved doing
them. We should not say this but we have see them happen yet never done
things ourselves.  It was the only way we were told to be really sorry for
taking the milk. We are not afraid but want to ask why it will be the right
thing to do to say sorry?"

I read the paper. "I can tell Zack gave you this then told you. Look boys I
know how old you are. Sometimes other boys play games with each other. They
dare them to do things. What you have is a big dare. I did these things
when I was a boy at this school. I will ask a question to both of you?
Because of what you did do you think what is written on the paper to be a
fare thing to do as a way of a punishment or is it too much? Be honest with
me. Go sit down and talk with each other."

After a while the boys came to me.

"Sir we have to ask you something. It says we have to take everything off
or get someone to do it. By you seeing us at bath time every night we have
been thinking that this means something else?"

"Well boys that depends on what sort of punishment you deserve. You said
you had seen thing but never been involved perhaps the point being made is
that you are to get involved. The main point is, to get that glass of milk
you took, you have to do what's on the paper. You know how serious taking
the milk was and how easy you could have got it by asking, especially
me. What is on the paper, is that an easy thing to do so your punishment is
over?"

I made up a good tea. Something special for us three people I think."

"One last question sir. What do you think it really means?"

"Vince and Corben. Would you say that you are silly?"

"No sir."

"Well it tells you to undress with me here. You see the boys do things,
well its time that you are asked to do the same. Well you have a choice;
it's either with each other or me. Finally prove to the teacher, that's me,
just how sorry you are to keep him away from the trip all the others have
gone on. You did an essay. I accept you are sorry. I have had your company
all day. It's been great. I will do all I can for you. I know what it is
like to be thirsty. I love all my boys so would have got you a drink
myself. You would have gone on the trip then."

"Love, you love us for what we did?"

It took a while to explain but I did. It was hard to say that my love was
different from any other. It was a secret because I could not love the
whole school.

"Sir please let me get this right. You even love Vince and I even after
stealing the milk?"

"I ask you both this. If you are thirsty what will you do?"

"Ask you sir."

"Then yes I love you because you have learned something important from me."

"But what about the letter?"

"What about it? If it said you had to kill yourself would you?"

"No sir."

"If it said would you kiss me, would you?"

"Sir that's easy. Yes because you kiss us every night."

"Well I believe then you have to weigh up the letters content then decide
if what the letter asks is easy to do. Now lets get cleared up."

It took 15 minutes to clear up. I took both boys to the film room to see a
film that none of the school had yet seen. I even made popcorn.

"Sir why are you doing this for us?"

"Vince, Corben, you tell me? Why not?"

Each boy had his own seat just as each master. That night no one bothered
with that. We all sat up front. I started the film in the booth and came
out to see the boys had left me a space between them. For two hours we
spent that whole spot together. I had heard the boys read in my class but
never took that much attention of them as I had some others. For the cost
of a cup of milk each the boys were giving to me to punish. I never had
seen those two boys as I had done since this morning. I loved to look at
these boys, I never had thoughts like those with some other boys; I could
even tell that we all had forgot the letter. No eyes looked when almost at
the same time we each found the others hand.

When the film finished we spoke about its contents. I made chocolate for
supper then I had to deal with a worry. It was 30 minutes after their
bedtime. "I thought I was in charge boys." We all left things very tidy and
walked up to bed. I ran two baths then told the boys. I left them to it
listening to the whole days conversation broken down into a few minutes
this happened in-between the splashing of water. I was ready when I called
to the boys. Bathroom was washed, Vince and Corben in bed, I did not read
being that it was late but I did for the first time give both boys along
kiss goodnight. I made my way to the brandy I had already poured and
relaxed.

I was well into relaxing when the door knocked.

"Come in."

The door opened and Corben then Vince came in. Both boys came into see
me. I did not expect them to visit me but it was nice to see them.

"Do you mind if we come and see you?"

I waved them in. Both had dressed in more than they had gone to bed in. "As
we are all alone we wondered if we might keep you company?" Walking to me
both Corben and Vince had removed the pyjamas re-dressing in the shorts and
shirts put out for tomorrow. "Does this mean that you want to stay the
night?" After looking at each other they nodded yes. "Well if you do then I
hope you understand that by being here would mean a whole lot of things?"
Vince crouched down next to me while Corben stood.  They passed me the
paper. "Undress for the teacher." I laughed. "Shall I or will you?"

"Sir we both spoke in the bath and decided that maybe we might be wrong. We
will say just one thing. Do what you think is right."

I sat each boy on a knee. I managed an arm around each. I managed a hand
under the shirt of each boy coming into contact with the skin on each. The
shorts had a hook that I easily dealt with. The zipper came down. Vince
rested his head back while Corben followed his friend. Maybe going just a
bit further than I wanted I asked each boy if they would come into my bed
and stay the night. Through agreement or fear they stood up. The shorts
feel to the ground. I expressed how happy I was that it had happened. Out
of their shorts I took each hand leading them to my bed. It was big enough
for 4. I lifted each shirt away then and only then did I see that both boys
had the purple under shorts covered in fishes supplied by the salmon
tailors. The shorts they had on were only sold to the more wealthy
families. I carried each boy to there own side. I got between them. Vince
shook in apprehension while Brandon was quiet.

"What next sir?"

"Well boys what I would like to do is remove your under shorts. You can do
it if you wish but it's not something that's got to happen."

An arm went around each boy. Their shorts were so tight. My hand was easily
rubbing against the back of them. "You can even undress me. One of you, or
even both. To see you and Vince closer than you are in the bathroom would
be a wish come true. Remember though, I am not forcing you its just a
request."

"You can do it sir."

I was between them both. It was so sensual when the silken material slipped
down over the most private area of both the boys. I hid the shorts under my
pillow. "Well, from now on what happens is private. Only us three will
know. I tried to reach Vince to kiss him but he pulled away. I believe that
he went through the "Boys do not kiss a lot really phase." It was good to
feel the boys against me. I never paid attention to if they were getting
excited through my touch. Brandon did get close and I had a hand holding
his bottom. Vince did to me what I enjoyed doing to him.

The moment came for me to suggest the next move. I could see both boys were
comfortable beside me. I asked them if they minded I gave them a
kiss. Although not an immediate answer I did cover us up, making a small
move to them. Vince was excited when it happened. The tension had gone when
I told them what would be good to happen next. I had a hand on me when
things got more sexual. Two boys strange to what was happening let things
flow without a care. I never imagined that a circumcised boy would feel the
excitement I did, but I had the boys. I wanted them to understand what this
was all about.

Vince was eager for me to stroke his back. As I turned, Brandon took the
chance to touch me. I did not mean to be that eager but Brandon just
watched all the time I made his friend seem to beg for more. I refused to
enter them but I did notice that they grew when I rubbed the erections
without much help. Brandon touched Vince and it was then me who watched the
two boys acting out the hidden passion for each other. No hair on any part
of their body. They both even had short hair on their heads.

"Will you do something for me sir?" said Brandon.

"If I can."

"I want to see you make sperm."

"That's a big request. Why me?"

"I just want to see what it is like."

"Right. I will show you but you have to do it."

"What do I do?"

"I told Brandon what to do. I said I would do it to him." As soon as he
started I did the same to him. "Will you give me a kiss then for showing
you?" I got the kiss while his hand was gentle in his actions. I could feel
the time was close for Brandon. The red head pulsated when it happened. He
pulled back from the kiss to see me cover Vince in what he wanted to see. I
got the towel to wipe him off, and then tried my hardest to please Vince. I
was sorry that both came up dry but pleased to see the feeling shudder
through them. I held tight so we could all sleep. I never did. I wondered
if the boys ever expected to pay the price they did for 2 cups of milk.

The following morning I was given the pleasure of bathing both boys then
dressing them. They changed after that. I had now got to know all my
readers. I got a call from the Headmaster saying the coach had broken
down. "We will be back in the morning."

I had a great day with Vince and Brandon. Everything that we could never do
we did. After tea Vince was asleep early. I asked Brandon to join me. Just
us two that night. As you might guess, we both went further than ever
before. He never changed. I did. We both sunk in the tub together. We both
fell in love. This was real. I held him all the way. I was inside him while
I allowed him to do the same to me. I watched after the first time while I
used some cream on him. His drip the amount that came from an eyedropper,
fell while we looked sharing the feeling of love that a man gave for his
boy.

Vince came to find us. It was nothing to see us in the bath. I did have
Vince for a while. Brandon was towelling dry while I rubbed him. His friend
sat covered in the towel watching Vince give in to the feelings. Brandon
took over from me while I washed his friend. I held him tight just when the
violent climax happened. Vince stood with a wet tip ready to be
cleaned. Both watched as I used my lips rather than a cloth. I took them
both to their room then dressed them as slowly as I undressed them two days
ago. I got them both into blue shorts that made their bodies look very
special. They had three quarter length shorts but agreed to long white
socks. "We have never used these since we were 10.

I was embracing both boys when the coach arrived. The head was pleased that
everything was resolved. I killed Zack. Well almost. He thought I would
have fun. I never did have full sex with Vince but I heard that he and
Brandon caused quite a stir by sharing each other's bed and no other.

Being a boy lover can be great sometimes.


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