Date: Tue, 11 Jan 2011 22:09:08 -0800 (PST)
From: christian lee <christiantlee2002@yahoo.com>
Subject: Christian and William Thompson 19

This story contains sexual and physical acts between brothers,boys and
between men and boys. It also contains forms of humiliation and
violence. If this is not to your taste, and/or is illegal in your area
please do not read any further.

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This story is a blend of my experiences and fiction. This story is not
intended to influence how you conduct yourself. Some of the behaviour
undertaken in his story is totally unacceptable and should not be
copied. This is fantasy entertainment not realism.

For clarity I have included a summary below the most often mentioned
charcters. Others will be added as and when required.

Chris Thompson  15, grade 10, Hills  Boys High School.
Bill Thompson   13, grade 8 , Hills Boys High School, brother to Chris

John Wong, 15, grade 10, Hills Boys High , next door neighbour to Chris
James Wong, nearly 17, grade 11, Hills Boys High, brother to John
Tim Wong, 13, grade 8, Hills Boys High, brother to John
Alexandra Wong, 15, grade 10, Ladies College, twin sister to John Wong, wanted by Chris

Max Rose, 25, maths teacher, Oakhill Boys High, next door neighbour to Chris and Bill Thompson
Ron Ford, 15, grade 10, Hills Boys High, back neighbour to Chris and Bill.
Sarah Rose, married to Max.
Scott Au, 18, grade 12, Hills Boys High, boyfriend of Alexandra Wong

Michael Thompson, 15, grade 10, Oakhill Boys High, cousin to Chris and Bill and tormentor
Martin Thompson, 13, grade 8, Oakhill Boys High, brother to Michael, cousin to Chris and Bill
Peter Thompson, 17, grade 12, Oakhill Boys High, brother to Michael, cousin to Chris and Bill


Chapter 19

The boys were walking up the street to the Thompson house. Bill dressed in
t shirt and blue footy shorts, clearly his junk bouncing around
unrestrained underneath the shorts. Chris with Ron's pair of nylon footy
shorts. His brown torso bare. His nipples standing proud.  His erection had
substantially subsided and was now just a fat chubby cock bouncing around
over a pair of apricots. Light blue shorts the outline of what they are
covering clearly visible. Ron Ford, dressed in t shirt and a pair of
briefs, not visible because they were covered by the t. A likely mob of
very athletic, good looking lads. Max Rose, the school teacher and next
door neighbour of the Thompsons was standing out the front of his place
watering his front lawn. Max was bare chested and in a pair of tattered
torn shorts. Max noticed the boys walking up the footpath and had watched
them intently for the past 100 yards. As the boys got near his property he
called to the boys to engage them in conversation. Bill, unaware of the
disturbing contact Chris had had with Max, stopped and freely began to chat
with Max. Max had not met Ron Ford. He specifically looked at Chris and
asked him how he was going forcing Chris to answer him. If Chris hadn't he
would have to explain to the others why he ignored Max. Max then asked
Chris who was the boy standing with him who he did not know. Chris
introduced Ron Ford to Max, telling him he was the neighbour who backed
onto them and that they were on their way home from his cousins place. Bill
told Ron that Max was a maths teacher at Oakhill Boys High.

Ron "That's the school your shit head cousins go to isn't it." He directed
to Chris. Chris didnot respond.

Bill "Hey yeah that's right they do don't they"

Max "Who are your cousins, what grade they in."

Chris "No, don't they go to the other one."

Bill "No it is Oakhill. Fuck Chris you should know you were there last
year."

Chris "Oh yeah, that's right they do don't they."

Max "OK so it's not a state secret is it , who are they."

Bill and Ron looked to Chris waiting for him to answer. Before he could
utter a word a light turned on for Max.

Max "I bet I know who your cousin is. Michael Thompson, right. I should
have known. When I think about it he looks more like you than Bill does,
you could be twins. He's got two other brothers at school too I think but I
don't teach them, just MIchael."

Bill "Yeah that's right there's MIck and young Marty and the older brother
Peter."

Max "I don't know Marty and I think from memory Peter is a bit alternative
but Michael's a good guy. I think you'e a bit tough calling them shitheads
Ron. Obviously a bit of competition between the families is there, and
right now they're ahead, yes."

Chris "Well we better be going."

Max " You guys want to come in for a coke or a game of one on one."

Chris "Nah we gotta go. Later."

Max " How come you're all dressed so differently."

Ron 'Just beeen mucking about man, is all, gotta go, seeya."

Max " OK seeya boys, remember anytime you want basketball come over or if
you need any help with your maths come over no problem. That's you as well
Ron, any of you blokes."

Ron "Yeah thanks Max, I might take you up on that I'm terrible at maths,
only person worse than me I know is him ( pointing to Chris)"

Chris smiled. "Seeya later max we'll keep in mind what you said."

With that the boys left the neighbour and arrived at the Thompson house.

Chris "You coming in Ron."

Ron "Yeah, I'm not going home in just my t and undies remember you're
wearing my shorts."

The three boys went to the rear door of the house and entered. Still the
only ones home, they ran upstairs to Chris's bedroom. They flopped down on
Chris's bed.

Ron "He seems like a good bloke eh."

Bill "Yeah I like him and he is always friendly and really good at
basketball."

Chris "Sure a real great bloke. what a day, shit. I never want that again."

Ron "You going to tell me what has been going on. It's all a bit sus to
me."

Chris "Tomorrow mate. I'll tell you all about it tomorrow

Ron "I'll keep you to that, now give me my shorts back so I can go home."

Chris got off his bed, standing in front of the two boys, and pulled off
the shorts he was wearing. He now stood before them naked. He handed the
shorts to Ron. Ron stood and pulled them on.Both Ron and Bill stared at the
large member hanging before them. Chris saw them staring at his cock. He
began to fill. His cock quickly began to engorge. Ron and Bill stood
staring at this thing before them.

Ron "Fuck Chris that is one big piece of meat, like man that has got to be
so uncomfortable, shit. Is it always fucking hard."

And still it continued to grow. At the site of his brothrs cock swelling so
to did Bill. With only shorts on it soon became obvious he was sporting a
hard on of some proportion.

Ron "Fuck Bill you too,you're like peas in a pod. Just because he 's got a
boner doesn't mean you need one. And how big is your thing as well."

Bill got harder. His cock now pointing straight up to the elastic waist
band and forcing it away from his body.

Ron "I'll talk to you later guys.  Oh, while I think of it lie on your bed
Chris." Chris not thinking lay face down on his bed. "OK so what have we
got" Ron read what Mick had drawm across the top of Chris 's arse. In
capital letters "MAN HOLE" with an arrow pointing down. "I think I would
try and rub that out man or you'll cop all sorts of ribbing at
school. Gotta go seeya tomorrow at the bus ." As he was walking down the
stairs he yelled back," You two better do something about all that
wood. And I expect an explanation of all the shit today."

Bill "Want me to help you try to wash that off your arse. I think it might
be hard to shift."

Chris thought for a moment and realising it would be better if he had
someone ot assist him " Yeah would really appreciate it if you could
help. I don't want tht guys at school to see this."

The boys moved into the bathroom, Bill had Chris get into the shower and
wet himself down then went about scrubbing at the writing on Chris with a
nail scrubbing brush. As Bill pushed and pulled at Chris's rump whilst he
was scrubbing away Chris found it all very stimulating and as Bill would
place his hand on a butt cheek and hold it firmly whilst he scrubbed it
harder Chris began to squirm with the excitememtn building in him.

Chris " Stop, stop for a minute. I gott take break."

Bill "Fuck you are hopeless, how can you get off with someone scrubbing the
skin off your arse."

Chris "I just need a break is all," Chris thought for a moment "Bill, how
you going to get the end of your cock clean on that pen shit."

Bill hadn't thought of his cock head being coloured with the same ink
Chris's arse had been written on. "I'm going to get you to suck it off big
brother, just keep sucking until it 's all gone."

Chris "In your dreams. How does it look now" Referring to the writing on
his arse.

Bill "Wait I'll go get some peroxide from mum's bathroom, that should
bleach some of the colour outr as well."

After a lot of scrubbing and rubbing of Chris arse the writing now took on
a very faint look to it. Whilst still visible the writing was now not
clearly visible in its meaning. One would have to stand close and stare at
length to decipher what had be written.

Bill "Ok my turn , you going to suck this off for me. I helped clean you
up."

Chris "Fuck off. I'm not sucking your cock. Just because what happened
today doesn't mean I'm gay or anything you know. It's just we got caught up
by MIck. What we need to do is think what we're going to tell Ron about
today because tomorrow he's going to be asking."

Bill " Listen brother you may not realise or admit to it but you're gay
alright."

Chris " Hey I'm not the one who blew my lot cause my brother's dick was
rubbing on my arse, I'm not the one who kissed his brother on the cheek,
just remember all that little bro. I know who the cock whore is."

Bill " Hey man I admit I love someone playing with my cock I don't give a
fuck who it is as long as it gets me off. I jerk this little baby ( he says
grabbing his crotch ) as many times a day as I need to."

Chris " That's really off Bill you need more self control."

Bill "Fuck off, I wasn't the one to cum because there was a carrot up my
arse. I gotta get cleaned up so if you;re not going to suck me clean then
fuck off and leave me alone." Bill turned his back to his brother and went
to his bedroom. Chris pulled on his shorts and wandered back to his room.

Over dinner and later in the night whilst the boys sat and watched TV with
their mother there was little conversation between them all.

Mother " You boys are very quiet this evening."

Chris "Just a hard day is all." Bill smiled at his brother's comments.

Mother " OK. Oh, I saw Max Rose from next door as I arrived home and i was
telling him your dad and I are going away next weekend and asked if he
could suggest any sitters for you boys."

Bill "Mum, christ we're big enough to look after ourselves now we don't
need any sitter."

Mother "Don't use the lords name in vain William and yes you might be old
enough to look after yourselves for one day but definitely not 2 nights
over a full weekend. So I either find a sitter or I'll speak to your Aunty
Marie ( Mick's mother) to see if you two can stay there."

Chris "What did Max say. Did he suggest anything."

Mother "No he said he would make enquiries for me."

Bill "When is dad getting home ."

Mother "Friday night. You know he is away Monday comes home Friday. and
before you say anything I know its not ideal but its a good job with
prospects and we need the money."

Chris "I bet he gets sick of being away by himself at night all the time.,
I know I would hate being on my own every night."

Mother " Well that's changed a bit for him now he has had his promotion."

Bill "What promotion."

Mother "He's now area supervisor, and its his job now to take the young
salesman out and teach them and show them how to run a sales area. He says
he has a few very good and committed fellows. The boss is very happy the
area has never run better. Your father has a way of relating to people,
always has had. "

Chris "he always seems grouchy I reckon , sometimes he just stares at you
as if he is trying to look through you."

MOther "He's not grouchy Chris it's just his way. If you recall at harvest
time, shearing time and whenever we were short handed it was always the
same young lads from town that would come out and sign on for work with
your dad. Once they get to know him... "

Bill "Maybe I don't know him yet." Bill laughed '"I'm going to bed."

Chris "Me too."

Next morning the boys showered ,dressed for school , ate their breakfast
and walked to the Wong's place next door and met up with James, John and
Tim and walked to the bus stop where they met with Ron Ford as well. Whilst
they were waiting at the stop Alex Wong walked along in company with two of
her girl friends. As she got to Chris she smiled freely, passed a small
wave and as she passed said a quiet "Hi.". Chris gave a little wave back
and a returned the wave.

Bill "Calm boy, you forget which team you bat for."

Chris "Get fucked shithead. I know where I bat, not like you everywhere."

John Wong "Hey guys cool it not so early what's brought this on."

Ron "Just a bit of angst hanging over from yesterday I reckon, but Chris is
going to tell us all about it at school aren't you mate.

Chris "Yeah later, sure."

Bill "I'd like to hear that. get his version then I'll tell you mine later
ok Ronny." Bill smirked at the group then centred his line of vision on
Chris.

Ron 'Fucking brothers, you're worse than a load of shielas (girls).

The boys rode the bus to school everything going smoothly. The bell went
for their first class. They split off for their classes.  Ron sat alongside
of Chris as usual and did his usual of speaking during class. he was
fortunate they had easy going teachers for the first three periods. The
bell for morning break sounded and the class broke for recess. Ron pulled
Chris aside as they were walking from the class

Ron "OK Christian tell me all about yesterday."

Chris tried to make excuses but Ron held him back in the classroom until
all others had left. He told him there was now no one to hear him and he
had no excuses so to tell the tale without interuption. Chris hummed and
hawed for some time and began the tale from the very beginning. He told how
he had been sent to Sydney by the courts, how Mick had taken it on himself
to dominate him and how he had caught him masturbating one day and
photographed him and threatened to show the photos around the school. He
explained that in an effort to appease Mick and not have the photos made
public Mick had coerced him into other acts which were also videoed and
photographed and Mick now had a full dossier on him committing acts he was
ashamed of and if made public would make his life impossible to lead at
school or socially. He explained how MIck kept humiliating him and that was
why he had no body hair, including pubic, of any kind. Mick did anything to
him that would humiliate him in front of others.To put it simply he was
stuffed. He also told him how Mick had photos of Bill jerking off and Mick
had agreed if Chris performed five sessions for him then all of the photos
and videos of him and Bill would be returned . That's what led to the fuck
up on the bus and at Micks place yesterday. Ron sat shaking his head in
wonderment at the story he had just heard. He asked many questions and in
the main Chris answered them all as honestly as he could without
implicating himself as doing anything willingly. Chris was very careful not
to portray himself to his friend in any way as being gay. He needed to keep
Ron as his best mate. Ron and John Wong. By the time Chris had finished
telling his story to Ron, the bell for the the end of recess sounded. The
boys resumed their seats and waited for the next lessons to resume. Ron
kept asking Chris questions about different things he did not understand
and this continued on into the first class after recess. Unfortunatley Ron
was not very good at whispering and at different times the boys sitting at
the desk in front of Ron and Chris would turn around and look at
them. Chris became flushed as he did not want anyone else in the class to
know the story of his humiliation by his cousin.

Mr Rankin ( Geography teacher) "Alright Mr Ford share with the class what
is so important you cannot keep quiet and you continue to disrupt those
around you."

Ron Ford looked blankly at the teacher at the front of the room. He was one
of the five new teachers to join the staff from Teachers College this year
and Ron did not think much of him. He had watched him since start of term
and thought him to be like a student himself. He was definitely was no
taller nor much heavier than a grade 10 student. What a runt. There were
two of them he had for lessons, this bloke and Tom Jones, and not the
singer. Ron smiled to himself. Fuckwits.

Mr Rankin "Well Mr Ford I'm waiting for an explanation."

Ron "Ain't gone none sir, just a bit chatty today is all."

MR Rankin "Well seeing as how you don't want to learn you can stay where
you are and Mr Thompson you come down here to the front and sit alongside
young Western."

Chris "But sir."

MR Rankin "Move it Mr Thompson, now."

Without further ado Chris picked up his lesson books and his back pack and
moved from the rear of the class room to the very front , directly in front
of the teacher. He hated this spot , he had been seated like this at his
old school and kept getting into trouble. Chris slumped in alongside
Western, who nodded a hello and welcome. Chris ignored him. The teacher
recommenced the lesson. Chris turned around and looked at Ron,. He rolled
his eyes and pulled a stupid face, Chris laughed aloud. The teacher spun
around from the class board, fire in his eyes.

Mr Rankin "So who is the cretin who is disturbing things now."

Chris "me sir, sorry sir, I just thought of something really funny."

Mr Rankin "Share it with us then Thompson, come on ."

Chris "Nah it wouldn't be funny to anyone else, sorry sir I'll be silent."

Mr Rankin "See me after last class this afternoon Thompson you are on
detention. Now do I have everyone's attention."

Chris "Aw sir give us a go I got a heap of stuff to do this arvo."

Mr Rankin "Be there, no excuses, or you'll be there every afternoon next
week. Now let us continue."

Chris now focused his attention on the teacher at the front of the
class. The class was boring and Chris's attention wandered from what the
teacher was saying to him analysing the teacher and the boy , Western,
sitting alongside of him. He noticed the teacher was a fellow of slim
muscular build and reasonably short. He looked far to young to be a
teacher. He looked more like a senior. He had mousey colour hair cut very
short, blue eyes, and a tan skin. He had a sporty type look to him. He was
wearing a light blue polo over a pair of cotton chinos. Chris could pick
out the outline of the briefs the teacher was wearing. From the back, the
way the outline was on Rankin's arse he had to be wearing bikini
briefs. They looked really high cut to Chris, given the outline of the
outer edge of the briefs being close to his arse crease. When Mr Rankin
turned around to face the class Chris focused his attention on the
teacher's crotch. Chris thought he could discern a bulge at the front but
could get no idea of how big. Chris then glanced his eyes away from his
teacher to the boy sitting next to him. Western was watching the teacher
intently it seemed or he was mesmerised with boredom. Western was slight in
build, not as tall as Chris and was of average looks. The boy was wearing a
white school polo and dark khaki cotton shorts. He had both hands pushed
into his pockets and was gently playing with something. Chris reckoned he
was fiddling with his jewels. The teacher turned back to the whiteboard.

Chris "Enjoying your game." Western didnot acknowledge he was being spoken
to. " You playing pocket billiards, Western"

Western snapped his head to look at Chris and withdrew his hands from his
pockets. He now showed a swelling in his crotch. He had indeed being
shining his organ. Chris found himself also with an erection straining at
his crotch. His cock was forced down the leg of his khaki shorts. Chris
felt down the leg to ensure his cock was not poking out the opening in the
leg. He rubbed his hand along his shorts leg feeling the shaft pushing back
against his stroking hand. Chris looked at Western and smiled. His eyes
again travelled to Western's crotch, Western looked at Chris. He could see
the outline of the massive tube erect along the leg inner leg. Western now
smiled and nodded at Chris. He slid his hand onto his right knee and Chris
moved his left leg across to come in contact with the right leg of
Western. Chris felt Western's hand slip onto his left knee. The wandering
hand then moved up the leg along the inner thigh. Western looked at the
teacher out the front of the class, all the time his hand moved to Chris'
crotch. Chris did not move but allowed the hand to invade his crotch. The
hand took firm hold of the outlined tube. Chris made no sound but looked to
the ceiling and thrust his crotch into the searching hand. He lifted his
left hand over the top of Western's right hand and dropped it onto to the
swelling in Western's crotch . Both boys sat in the front row of the class
with a hand ful of the others cock. Chris took a firm hold of the other
boys cock and started a milking squeeze motion of the cock. Chris watched
his hand working the now hard cock restrained within Western's shorts. The
more his hand worked on Western the more Chris became excited. Chris could
feel the head of Western's cock. He took a firm grasp and milked. Western
returned the hand action to this great penis throbbing in Chris's
crotch. On the leg of the shorts a large dark wet spot was becoming very
noticeable. It was getting a shiny appearance to it as the precum soaked
through the material. The grip of Western was tight but the thing he was
holding was so large he did not how best to handle it. The boy sitting at
the desk to the right of Chris was intently watching the hand action of
both boys. He too was mesmerised whilst fiddling in his own crotch. Chris
remained focused on Western'crotch, Western holding onto Chris looked back
to the class whiteboard where Mr Rankin was writing. As he was about to
look away again to Chris he noticed Mr rankin turning towards the
class. Western withdrew his hand from Chris's crotch. As Rankin turned to
face the class full on and his eyes settled on the boys sitting in the
front row in the front desk. Western threw his arm into the air.

Western "Sirrrr." Chris froze then snapped his hand back onto the desk. He
looked up and saw Mr Rankin staring down on him with a steely glare.

Rankin "Yes Western what."

Western "No it's alright now sir, everythings good."

Rankin " You think so, I don't, you and your friend alongside of you take
yourselves down to Mr Horn's office and explain what you two were doing. I
will follow you down at the end of this period."

Western " Mr Horn but why sir. I wasn't doing anything. It was..."

Rankin "Enough, Mr Horn is the class master and responsible to discipline
this class. And don't lie to me Western or it will be worse, now go . Both
of you."

Both boys rose from their seats, put away their books and left the
classroom and headed to Mr Horn's office. On the way they stopped in the
corridor.

Chris "What are we going to say. What do you reckon Rankin saw."

Western " He saw you grabbing hold of my cock, so I'm in the clear. "

Chris "You can't tell him that or I'll get in the shit all round."

Western "Keep your voice down or someone will hear us. Hey you're the one
who was holding my stuff."

Chris "Come on Western you can't tell him that."

Western "I told you keep your voice down, here come on let's go to the
toilets and work it out there."

The boys went to the toilets on the ground floor of the building very near
Mr Horn's office. This way Western reasoned if they got caught in there
when they should be in lessons then they had an excuse for being on the way
to the class master's office and they needed to take a toilet break first.

Chris "Well what are we going to say."

Western "Look you even got a wet spot. Have a go at your shorts man. Horn
sees that you're cactus."

Chris "So think of something."

Western "Hey dickwad you're the one got caught handling my junk, so I can
say you attacked me." The whole time Western was talking to Chris he kept
his focus on Chris's crotch and the large mound that was so obvious there.

Chris "You gotta come up with sometihng, like I dropped my pen or
sometihng."

Western " What if I tell them a button from your shirt pinged off and you
grabbed for it before it got lost on the floor."

Chris " yeah and it just happened it poinged into your lap and I grabbed
without thinking. That sound great , we go with that eh. Thanks mate."

Western " No problem, now all you got to do is get that fucken great thing
out of your shorts and let me watch you jerk off."

Chris " Don't be stupid let's go to Horn's office. I ain't jerking off for
no one."

Western "Either jerk off now and here or I'll tell thme you grabbed my
junk. I mena it."

Chris let out a sigh and started to unzip his shorts fly.

Western "No pull them off anmd lift up your polo."

Chris began to argue but Western reminded him they were running out of time
so hurry up .

CHris dropped his shorts to his ankles and lifted his polo up and held it
under his chin. He was now bare from the neck to his ankles. Western stood
staring at the bare boy before him.

Western "How come you got no pubes. You shave thme off. Fuck how big is
that thing."

Chris ignored Western and wrapped his hand around his shaft and began to
quickly run up and down. As always with Chris beong on show and with little
stimulation Chris quickyl filled to his fullest and within five minutes and
to Western's encouragement and lewd comments blew a load onto the washroom
floor. Chris finished milking himself shaking the last remaining sticky
dribble from his cock end. He bent down and raised his shorts. His cock
only lost some of its turbidity, his penis was still clearly
inflated. Chris glared at Western not happy at having been bribed to
perform for him. The two boys left the washroom and went to the door of the
class master Mr Horn and knocked.

Horn "Yes, come in."

Both boys entered and stood before Horn. Neither uttered a word both
waiting for Horn to address them first. Horn sat behind his desk staring at
the boys standing on parade before him.  It was obvious to Horn both boys
had a swelling at their crotches. Thompson would be described as more than
a swelling, clearly being an erection. My god , he also noticed a prominent
wet spot on the front of Thompson's shorts. This immediately stirred Horn's
suspicions, him having been a teacher of adolescent boys for so long. Horny
little creatures rarely able to control their urges thought Horn. Horn
recalled at that thought how his surname had brought him to be the brunt of
schoolboy humour when he was a lad at school, Horny Horn and then as he got
bigger Big Horn with the little Horn etc.

Horn "Well why have you boys been sent to me."

Both boys went to speak. Both ceased. Chris then told Horn how they had
been sent to him by Mr Rankin. As he was doing so Mr rankin appeared at the
doorway and then entered. Horn asked the boys to explain why Mr Rankin had
sent them to him. Chris explained about hte button coming off his shirt and
how when he grabbed for it he accidentally ended up in Western crotch as he
grapsed the button. Thsi movemtn caused disruption to the class.

Horn "If what you say is true Mr Thompson which button was it off your
shirt. He is telling things as you know them Western."

Western realising they had not taken a button off Chris's shirt and
therefore could not back up the story replied " No sir."

Horn "Well tell me your version."

Western "I think Chris was only mucking about but he lent over and grabbed
hold of my penis through my shorts sir."

Horn "Is that right Thompson do you like playing with other boy's equipment
do you. Is that why you had an erection when you came in here. Get all hot
for it do you."

Chris "No sir that's not right I was going for the button sir."

Horn "Well then show which button had come off then , go on."

All of a sudden Chris realised he had backed himsrlf into a corner, he
looked at Western who grimaced back at him then back to Mr Horn.

Chris "I can't sir. "

Horn "So you admit you sexually assaulted Western here by grabbing hold of
his privates."

Chris "Well not sexually assault sir all I did..

Horn "It is sexual assault Thompson because it was a sexual act upon
somebody else. So that's what you did didn't you ,.You grabbed hold of
Western's privates through his trousers."

Chris "Yes sir." He bowed his head."I'm very sorry sir , I was only playing
about."

Horn "This is very serious Thompson. I'm disappointed. You did such a good
job when you stood in as model on the physical health class and then for
the physical development study. I will have to think on what actions we
need to take. Come back to me this afternoon after last period."

Chris "I've got to see Mr Rankin for detention this arvo sir."

Horn "What's your last period this afternoon."

Chris "PE sir."

Horn "Immediatley at the conclusion of that class you come to me and when I
am finished with you, which will only be five minutes you can go see Mr
rankin for his detention. Do you understand."

Chris "Yes sir I do sir, I'm sorry sir."

Horn "Remember what I said directly after last class, do not hang around
the locker room talking, you come to me then onto Mr Rankin now go back to
class, both of you."

Both boys left Horn's office squeezing past Rankin standing in the
doorway. When they got into the corridor they began to walk back towards
their class and as they got opposite the washroom door Western grabbed
Chris's arm and pulled him in. The boys stood in the middle of the washroom
area standing fronting each other staring at each other.

Western "Sorry Chris I was going to back you up until I realised you still
had all your buttons still on your shirt."

Chris "Yeah, i guess I fucked it up. I forgot to pull off a button." Chris
was downcast.

Western "Last class before lunch has already started how about we skip
going back until after lunch ."

"Chris "Yeah might as well. I don't feel like doing much school shit, I
wish I knew what Horn was going to do."

Western moved forward to be within a foot (30cm) of Chris. He moved his
left hand out and put it on Chris's shoulder and looked into his eyes, "I
wish I could help somehow." He sympathised. Chris just nodded his head as
if accepting Western felt for his predicament and understood. The boys
stood before each other Chris looking down on the smaller boy with the
brown hair and dark brown eyes. The two boys moved closer, Western put his
head on Chris's chest. Chris didnot move away but left the head where it
was and nuzzled his face into the brown mop of hair. Chris brought his hand
up and ran it through the mop top. He allowed his hand to fall down
Western's back and rest on the elastic waist band of his shorts. Chris
continued to move his face on Western's hair, he moved his face to the hair
and lightly kissed it. Western remained still. Chris allowed his hand to
creep inside the waistband of Western's shorts and move inside the briefs
he was wearing. His hand now rested on the rounded arse cheeks. His finger
lightly running between the cheek crease. Western snuggled into Chris.
Western brought his right hand to rest gently on Chris's crotch. He moved
his hand over the very prominent bulge. Chris's finger sought more refuge
at the entrance to Western's anus. Chris moved his hands to Western's
shoulders and gently applied pressure to them. Western knelt before him.
His face aligned to the swollen crotch. Western moved his hands to the
waist band of Chris's shorts and slid them down to the floor. Without any
need of manual stimulation Chris's great cock bounded free from the shorts
and stood out from his body by ten inches (250mm) and at a forty five
degree angle. Looking directly at Western was the mighty one eyed rod
leeking its milk waiting to be taken. Western moved forward and hungrily
took the cock head in his mouth. It caused his jaw to open wide to be able
to chew on the monster. Chris slowly began to move back and forth. Western
worked his tongue over the cock, up , down , over the head, into the
eye. There was no hair to get caught in his teeth. This was without doubt
the largest cock he had ever taken. He loved the steel hardness and the
velvet feel. He was so taken with this god. His god. He loved cock and now
he had someone who would supply him. Regularly. He was sure Chris would be
nice to him. Be a friend. He moved his hand to support the apricots hanging
below this great shaft. Chris was now holding the back of his head and
moving in and out. He could feel this thing pushing into his throat, he
would never be able to take it all. He had been able to take his brother
but he was no where near as big as chris. He felt the balls in his hand
draw up in the scrotum. He felt the shaft twitch and bob involuntarily.
Blast, blast then another. He only came half hour ago and he was going
again. Western did not pull back but retained the still hard cock in his
mouth and gently licked his way around it. He cleaned every portion his
tongue could reach. He gargled the cum in his mouth and then swallowed.  It
was like honey. He thought he had never tasted sweeter. Western ran his
hands down the front of Chris's thighs and looked up into the face of his
new best ever friend. Chris smiled back at him . He had lent onto Western's
shoulders for supprt as he came. He was spent but it was the most
pleasureable sexual experience he had had. For once there was no one trying
to humiliate just someone taking him because they wanted to. He was wanted
for him.  Chris bent down and pulled up his shorts. the two boys moved to
the wash basins and washed up . As they were preparing to leave the
washroom the bells for lunch break sounded. Only this arvo to go to find
out what Horn was going to do. He didn't feel as bad now he had established
himself with Western. All the trouble coming would be worth it . He gave
great head. He wondered who would give the best Western or himself. He much
preferred to be getting than giving. The two boys looked at each other ,
Chris bent forward pecked Western on the lips lightly and moved to the door
to go out into the playground. As they walked through the door Chris heard
the squeak of an opening toilet cubicle door behind him. He realised there
had been somebody in the toilets the whole time they had been there. They
hadn't thought to check for anyone being there. Fuck it. His mind started
racing again. He didn't know whether to go back and confront who was their
or get away as quickly as possible. Western was also aware of their
blunder. They looked at each other and bolted through the door to the
playground

To be contd.