Date: Sun, 29 Dec 2002 00:10:26 +0000
From: Jo Vincent <joad130@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aladdin's Awakening: Part 23
Usual Disclaimer: If you are not of an age to read this because of the laws
of your country or district please desist. If you are a bigot or
prod-nosed fundamentalist of any persuasion find your monkey-spanking
literature elsewhere and keep your predilections and opinions to
yourself. Everyone else welcome and comments more than welcome.
This is a very long tale. It unfolds over a good number of years. What is
true, is true: what is not is otherwise. A dramatis personae will follow
after a few more installments - there are a lot of characters!
As it is near the Festive date may I wish all my readers a very Merry
Christmas and a Happy New Year. Keep reading - keep writing!
ALADDIN'S AWAKENING
By
Joel
Chapter 12:
Part Two
"What's that?" I asked, mystified.
He let go of me and stood up, then leant down to the level of my ear,
"Only for you, you're not to tell!" I nodded and looked up at him. "D'you
know Jacko, I've been so worried since that letter came and especially this
week since Duncan's been so horrid I haven't wanted to..", he paused and
made a couple of wanking movements, "You know, toss off. I haven't done it
since last Sunday when we did it. I really enjoyed going out with you and
your dad 'cause I miss mine being away but after we got back from yours
last Sunday Duncan said why couldn't he have a clever brother like you and
what a stupid sod I was and I got ever so upset."
He paused again and looked quite solemn, "If I tell you, you promise
you won't say anything?" I nodded. "Well, I got so upset I came up and
went to bed and cried and I haven't done that since I was a kid. Dunc must
have known 'cause he teased me about it on Monday after I came up to get
ready for bed. He said I was thick as a donkey's dick and he bet you and
me were shafting each other and that other randy sod as well, you know, he
meant Matt. He said he looked so shagged out he must be at it all the
time. I was so mad I jumped on him and tried to wrestle him down but he's
too strong for me and all he did was to tie me up with my pyjamas."
He paused again, he was good at pausing, so I waited even though I
wanted to know what he meany by shafting, although I guessed.
He went on, "D'you know what he did then?"
I shook my head, boggled.
"The horrid sod undid my trousers and got my dick out and left me on
the floor. I couldn't get free and I couldn't shout for mum so I had to
wriggle about for ages before I loosened the knots enough." He looked at
me and said, rather severely, "You can giggle but I was mad at him. I
couldn't get him in his room because he'd locked the door and shouted out
that he'd tell mum I was disturbing him working."
He subsided a bit so I thought I would find out more.
"What did he mean we were shafting each other and Matt was too?"
He looked a bit non-plussed, "You know, shafting, like boys do,
sticking their dicks up each other."
The penny dropped, that's what Roo and Tony meant that night in the
bathroom at Ulvescott. I must find out more!
"I haven't done it, have you?"
"No, I haven't, but Dunc told me he and Jim McDonald had tried it a
long time ago, but it hurt and they got a fit of the giggles so didn't try
it again."
"I think Tony and Roo know about it 'cos when we were away Roo was
mucking about and rubbing his cock against Tony's crack and Tony said he
knew what he liked."
"Oh, Dunc often threatens me when we're having a wrestle that he'll
shaft me if he wins, but he never tries and I've never asked him any more
about it."
As neither of us seemed to know anything else about shafting I thought
I had better tell Tom what Pa had said.
"By the way, Pa said he would take us out again this afternoon and if
Duncan wants to come he can."
"Oh great, I'd love to come!" Another pause..., "...I suppose Dunc
can come as he's been invited. I hope he doesn't spoil it." He looked at
his watch on the bedside table. "Oh crumbs, it's nearly half past ten and
I'm not washed and dressed yet." There was the sound of a door slamming
downstairs. "It's Dunc! He's back from his round. Wait here, I'll just go
and wash quickly."
He disappeared from the room leaving me still sitting at the desk when
Duncan came in through the open door.
"Hello, Jacko, have you helped him out?"
"Oh yes, we've done all the homework, and some more."
He came over and stood behind me and peered down at the sheets of
paper on the desk.
"I couldn't do that stuff now so I told him to get you to help. I
hope you didn't mind."
I shook my head and was about to say that Tom was dead scared about
his work when Duncan went on. "He tries hard but maths is not one of his
strong points and it's not one of mine either. He's been very edgy this
week too since the Head Beak sent the letter and I told him to work
harder."
I thought it best to keep my mouth shut about Tom's evident distress.
I wondered what I could really say but I was a bit lost. Anyway, there was
the invite for him. I turned to face him.
"My Dad said that if you and Tom would like to come out to Alvescott
this afternoon you would be very welcome. Tom says he'd like to come."
Dunc's face broke into a good-natured grin, "Yes, I would. Where you
went last week?"
"Yep, we'll be going about two o'clock."
"Right, we'll be there. I'd better go and finish off an essay for old
Campion. Say thanks to your Dad."
He ambled off to his own room whistling as he went. Tom came into the
room.
"What was all that?"
"Oh, I told Dunc about the trip this afternoon and he would like to
come as well."
Tom made a face but didn't say anything. He gathered his clothes
together and shucked off his pyjama trousers and began to dress. We
obviously weren't going to indulge this morning. He saw me watching him as
he dressed.
He nodded towards the direction of Dunc's room and mouthed, "Better
not this morning, eh?" He came over to where I was standing and whispered,
"I'm bloody horny now but it'll have to wait!" He winked and finished
dressing as I gathered the pages together on his desk.
I put everything in a pile and turned to him, "I'd better be going now
and you'd better copy up that work neatly or Huggy will be cross."
He swiped an arm out at me in a playful way, "Ta, Jacko, you're a
brick. Shan't forget this, eh? See you at two with old misery-guts."
I waved and wandered off home. Pa was in the living room puffing his
pipe and doing the crossword.
"How did you get on?" he enquired as I peered round the door.
"Oh, OK, we finished all the problems and I helped him do some others
as well. He can do them if he has help." I thought I'd tell Pa a bit
about Tom and his worries. "Hey, Pa, Tom's a bit upset about his work and
Duncan keeps getting onto him and that's making him more upset. I don't
think Duncan realises that and Tom thinks Duncan's ashamed of having a
brother who's not as good as he is. I don't think that's right 'cos Duncan
said Tom does try hard and last week he said he misses his Dad not being at
home."
Pa looked at me very thoughtfully. "Do they want to come with us this
afternoon?"
I nodded, "They both do, but Tom says he hoped Duncan doesn't spoil
it.
He's very proud of his brother and he doesn't want him to think he's not
good."
"Don't worry, Jacko, you keep with Tom this afternoon and I'll talk to
Duncan." I must have looked a bit alarmed. "It's OK, I won't say anything
you've told me but I think it'll be alright."
I nodded and went up to my room to get all my books ready for the next
day and thought how much I liked Tom and, thinking about it, really how
much I liked Duncan as well. Lunch came and the food went. Two o'clock
came and so did the Buchanan boys. Tom a bit subdued but Duncan was full
of chat as we got into the car.
I sat in the back with Tom who said little on the journey except that
he'd copied up the maths neatly. Pa and Duncan chatted away, mainly about
the war and the news and it wasn't long before we arrived. As Pa and Dunc
were still engrossed with their conversation I said Tom and I would go on
and meet them at the top. We beetled off at quite a pace and when we were
well out of earshot I asked Tom if he was OK now. He nodded and said that
he was happier now he'd told someone about his worries but he wished Dunc
wouldn't be so sharp with him.
Anyway we got off the topic and spent the rest of the time pretending
we were the original Romans who were supposed to have had a fort on the
hill.
Tea was ready when we arrived back home and Tom and Duncan didn't go
until after seven. After they went I saw Ma raise her eyebrows in a
questioning manner at Pa who then said Duncan was feeling very over-worked
because he was determined to get a State Scholarship and he also wanted Tom
to do well.
In bed that night I thought maths must be peculiar as I had helped out
Matt, Jim Masters and, now, Tom Buchanan. Then I wondered if now Tom was
less anxious about his maths he might be feeling like a good wank and I
wouldn't mind him helping me with that... too late, I managed that not so
knotty problem myself.
*
I had my usual rush on Monday morning to get ready and get off to
school. Matt was happy as a sandboy. His Dad had been home for the
weekend and he and his mum were going up to Scotland for Christmas and the
New Year. Tony and Roo were full of some Scouting scheme and other news
was that Vince was coming back to school next week. Cleggy riled Huggy
over something and we all got an extra dose of homework which made Cleggy
Public Enemy Number One. That's what Roo called him when he cornered him
in the cloaks but all Cleggy did was laugh and say that Huggy ought to
watch his blood pressure.
Last thing in the afternoon Van gave me back my translations and I was
pleased to note only two errors. I wasn't pleased to see he had set me two
pieces to translate into German.
As I went out to get my bike Tom Buchanan was waiting for me and we
rode home together. He like, Matt, seemed as happy as a sandboy.
"You seem happier than you were yesterday."
"Um, I suppose so. Got time to come in and I'll tell you?"
I explained I had a lesson with Mrs Tring at six o'clock and Huggy had
given us extra homework. Anyway we arrived and I followed him in. We went
up to his room and I sat down while he sorted out things.
"Well, what have you to tell me?"
He looked up and was grinning happily.
"Gosh, it's quite a bit. Anyway, after we got back I was in here
getting ready for bed and Duncan came in. He said he was sorry he'd been
so awful to me recently but he's been worried how his work was going
because he must get a Scholarship and he didn't want me not to work and do
well. I told him I'd been upset and that I'd told you and he said that was
what pals were for and often they were better than big brothers. Anyway he
stayed chatting with me for ages and in the end he got into bed with me and
stayed all night. I feel a lot better today." He grinned at me again,
"You needn't ask, yes, we did! Twice."
"What about now?"
"Of course, that's what pals are for, isn't it?"
*
Tom was also waiting for me after school on Tuesday, beaming again.
Apparently Huggy had given him back his homework and said it was a pleasure
to find such application and industry. I rode home with him and said I
could help him with his homework as Mike wasn't coming for his lesson with
Pa today. However, we first found great pleasure in industriously applying
ourselves to a matter in hand before having a look at the next lot of
homework Huggy had given him.
Duncan came home just as we were finishing the last problem and was
whistling cheerily as he came up the stairs. He poked his head round the
door and Tom relayed Huggy's comments. Duncan laughed and said he was
pleased as well because he'd been given a very good mark by old Campion so
he supposed things weren't too bad.
He gave us a thumb's-up sign and disappeared to his own room.
We chatted for a while and then I went home to find Ma talking to
Danny Ross's mum about Friday's party. I didn't know Ma was quite so
involved but it turns out it'll be quite a feast. Danny's mum said feeding
was the best way to keep us all quiet. Ma agreed and said that was what
happened at my party. Cheek! But true.
*
Wednesday was very wet and so everyone, including the beaks, was very
scratchy and bad-tempered. To crown it all we were all herded out at
two-thirty, luckily when the rain had stopped, to watch our Sixth Form
playing that match against some school from further south. Van said it was
an honour as this other school was very fussy with its fixtures.
Anyway their team were very good and gave our lot quite a run around
until Billy Clarke managed to push his way out of a scrum and score a very
good try. The highlight of the match was when Andy Symes, desperately
trying to clear the ball from a lineout, did a high kick and displayed a
good length of rod and floppy bollocks because he'd forgotten to bring his
jockstrap to school.
Matt and I were on the touchline with Tom Buchanan just where this
happened and were creasing ourselves with laughter. Several of the other
team saw the display as well and more or less stopped in their tracks and
this gave Dunc Buchanan the chance to grab the ball and dive over for
another try.
There was much hilarity after the game when our lot were in the
showers. Tom, Matt and I sneaked in and overheard it all. Dunc said it
was a good job he wasn't short-sighted or he might have grabbed the wrong
ball and Jim McDonald said he would have had to be seeing double as well.
Andy said they shouldn't take the piss as he'd won the game for them so he
was very pleased with himself. Rob Collins said he must be joking as he
was certain the only time Andy was pleased with himself was when he had his
cock in his fist. Andy called out that Rob had better watch it or he might
be putting his cock somewhere else where it was nice and warm. Rob gave
him a two-fingered sign and Andy shouted out was that an invitation.
Anyway, we didn't stay to see or hear any more as Matt said we had to get
off as it was French circle time.
That night in bed I thought a lot about Tom and wondered if he was
over his worries now and wondered if he was back to having his regular
wank, just like me. Oh, it didn't take long to come tonight.
*
Another sodding wet day on Thursday, it pissed down solidly all
morning so games were cancelled and we spent the afternoon in the gym
rushing up and down preparing for Saturday's game.
For part of the time we were in pairs or threes practising passing and
I was paired up with Dave Morgan. We stood and watched the others haring
around and were most entertained by Roo and Tony running up and down doing
fancy passes until Rabbity called them to order. Dave said Roo had told
him at Scouts a bit about our trip to Ulvescott and wanted to know if we'd
had a good time. I said we had and he winked and said he knew we had.
Anyway, I said I needed a pee so we slipped off and went to the bogs and as
no one was about we went into a cubicle, dropped our shorts and tossed each
other off.
Before I started on him I had a good look at his cock as soon as it
was rigid and told him it was a first for me 'cos I hadn't jacked off
anyone who was circumcised before. He grinned and said he'd jacked off
plenty with skins and without. I said there was only him and John Wills in
our class who were circumcised. He said I was very observant but so what,
Johnny Wills liked a good wank like everyone else, skin or no skin.
After we'd both come, our spunk hitting the wall behind the bog, I
said that I'd discovered Big Jim Chater and his pal tossing each other off
in this cubicle when I was in the first form. He looked a bit puzzled and
said hadn't I done it in one with anyone before. I shook my head and he
said he had a good few times and there were always people going to the bogs
together for a wank.
He was obviously experienced as he tore off a bit of bog paper and
wiped the come off the wall before dropping the sticky mess in the pan.
"Can't let old Harry see the evidence, eh!" he whispered and pulled
the chain as we exited.
On our way back I said I only ever went for a pee so never went to the
cubicles. He laughed and said I was missing a lot 'cos he knew for a fact
that Willsy and Johnny Reed were always flogging each other off and there
were a couple of Fifth Years he'd seen going in together only on Monday.
From what he said it seemed he'd wanked off most of our lot plus a good few
in the other Fourth Year as well as some of the Fifth Years who were in the
Scouts with him.
He said he'd tossed Tony off for the first time the previous week and
he'd told him about me. Then he'd gone to Roo's on Tuesday and had more of
the story so he was glad we'd been paired up today. By that time we had
got back to the gym and luckily we were able to slip back into the general
melee and I didn't think anyone was the wiser for our absence.
They were. Nobbo sidled up to me when I was dressing after having a
shower.
"You were gone a long time this afternoon."
"I went for a pee."
"With Dave?"
I nodded, "Yep, why? Did Rabbity notice?"
"I don't think so, but Willsy did. I was paired up with him and he
said he wanted to pee but Rabbity told us to stop chattering and get on
passing the ball."
We finished dressing and went off to collect our bikes. On the way he
started to get inquisitive again.
"You must have had a long pee, you were gone for ages."
"I know."
He probed again, "Only a pee?"
I had to tell him and all he did was grin and said he'd guessed and
wasn't I lucky and he was looking forward to the party tomorrow. I had
forgotten about that and as we got to his road he said he would see me
tomorrow as his mum was on night duty and they were having early tea before
she went to the hospital.
Crafty devil, asking those questions, I bet he'll be talking to Dave
tomorrow. Anyway it's party day!
*
How the beaks managed to keep order on Friday was a miracle. There
was a general air of expectancy and merriment only curbed by the knowledge
that if anyone stepped out of line too far the lot of us would be in
detention.
Of course, Cleggy nearly got us gated by some remark he made just out
of Campion's earshot. We had been doing Africa since half-term and Campion
was getting a bit worked up, as he usually did, with his enthusiasm for
that 'great continent', as he called it, where he'd been a missionary
before the war. He was gabbling on as he pointed at a large map pinned to
the board.
He turned suddenly and saw Matt busily turning pages in his geography
book and this did not suit him.
"Ward! Are you paying attention, lad? Look this way! Now, where's
the Horn of Africa, eh, boy?"
Cleggy in front of us whispered just loud enough for us to hear,
"Between your legs, isn't it, Matt?"
Poor Matt, covered in confusion, blushed bright red and, luckily for
him, stammered out, "Where you're pointing, sir!"
Campion was confused himself as he heard Matt's reply which, for once,
was correct and must also have half heard Cleggy's rumble.
Luckily for the rest of us, we all knew he was a bit deaf, he chose to
carry on with Matt's reply, leaving me to get my hankie out to blow my nose
hard to stop me roaring out with laughter. Roo's shoulders were heaving in
front of me so he had heard it as well. A second lucky break was a
question from Johnny Wills nearer the front which distracted Campion even
more.
Needless to say at break there was much merriment with poor Matt
blushing beetroot red as most of the rest of the class circulated the funny
with the added intelligence that Matt had actually been born in Africa so
that was why it was such a good one. As well as Perch I think Matt will be
known by me as Horny from now on!
When the final bell rang there was a concerted rush to get home and
get ready for the party. As several of the class came in on the school bus
Mr Marcham had apparently promised to take them home afterwards in his car.
That would be a squash as I counted up at least six.
I cycled off with Matt and Tom Buchanan caught us up. He was highly
excited as his mum had told him there would be plenty of food even though
there would be twenty-four of us scoffing it. There was too when we all
filed in at the appointed time. But the biggest surprise was that Vince
Hare was already there. He looked a bit pale and said the doctors had said
he could come back to school on Monday and he couldn't miss the party as
his birthday was near the beginning of December. Everyone was pleased to
see him and when Ma and the other mums got us to be quiet and sat us down
Matt and I were placed either side of him at the table.
There was lashings of grub and eating it took quite a while. When I
was getting through my third helping of trifle I noticed one or two of the
lads disappeared off to the lav including Roo who was sitting next to me on
the other side. He came back grinning from ear to ear.
"Guess what!" he whispered as he sat done, "Tim Parker and Danny Ross
have just tossed each other off out there and there's a couple of others at
it as well." He surveyed the still fairly laden tables. "Hey, Tom's just
gone out with Dave Morgan." He nudged me. "What about it, do you want
to?"
I emptied my mouth and noted the reappearance of Tim and Danny
followed closely by John Wills and Johnny Pearson. I shook my head as I
also saw Ma and Mrs Buchanan coming in from the kitchen bearing plates of
buns.
"Not yet," I said, "Let's finish tea first. Anyway, was it those two
as well?"
He looked at the two Johns sitting back down again.
"Yep!" he replied, a large spoon of trifle at his lips, "Willsy was
just finishing Johnny off as I came back." He saw my look and grimaced, "I
only had a pee!" He nudged me, "Look! There's Pete and Johnny Reed going
now." He kneed my thigh, "Are you coming?"
I hesitated but the plate of buns was too tempting. I reached out and
took one.
"No, not yet, but what about Nobbo? Look, he's sitting on the end
over there. You haven't..." I got no further. Roo sidled over to Nobbo on
the next table and whispered in his ear. I saw Nobbo nod and Roo slipped
back to his seat beside me.
"Yeah, he wants to so I told him to go out first."
Nobbo was also spooning food in fast and then without looking back got
up and walked purposefully towards the lav door. Roo let him get through
and then followed. He was gone less than five minutes and came back to his
seat by a circuitous route, stopping to whisper something to Ned Carter.
"You weren't long!"
"Needed it badly and so did young Nobbo." He lowered his voice and
whispered conspiratorially, "He's quite big, isn't he?" I nodded and he
continued in the same tone of voice. "I told Ned you wanted it and he's
bursting for it. Finish that bloody bun quick and look as if you're going
for a pee! Look, he's just looking over here!" He gave a nod in Ned's
direction and nudged me again. "Go on, you might as well go now!"
I put down my half finished bun and walked down the side of the tables
and through the lav door. I stood at the stall and was just getting my
dick out for a pee as a couple of figures emerged from the single cubicle,
Pete and Johnny. They'd obviously taken longer than Roo and Nobbo and both
had silly grins on their faces. Pete greeted me effusively.
"Hi, Jacko, enjoying yourself?"
"Yeah, and you?"
They exchanged grins and Pete slapped me on the back and at that
moment Ned came through the door.
"Hi, you two, you're missing out on the grub."
They waved and departed and Ned came and stood by me and undid his
flies. He looked down at my dick and I pulled my foreskin right back to
let my knob stick out. We watched each other as we both had a pee and then
he reached out and caught hold of my cock.
"Hold still!" he whispered and began to jack me off. I was stiff in
an instant and came ever so quickly with plenty of stuff splashing on the
porcelain stall. "Gosh, Jacko, you needed that," he whispered, "Come on,
do me quick now!"
He had quite a hefty tool, about my length but thicker and he didn't
take much urging to fire a healthy salvo.
"Gosh!" he said when he got his breath back, "That was good. I could
do with it like that more often." He grinned at me as we moved back and
began buttoning up.
"Roo told me about your trip last week. You had a good time from the
sound of it. He said he enjoyed it."
"Oh, yes, I think we all did."
"You lucky lot. I stayed in most of the time, but I did see Jim
Masters a couple of times. He said you and he had..." He paused, I
nodded. We reached the door and he whispered, "Go on, you go back first,
I'll just comb my hair."
I walked round the other tables back to my seat wondering who would be
next to make a surreptitious exit. I spotted Phil Crowe, one of the two
lads from 4S who Tom had invited, just getting up and walking resolutely to
the back of the hall and as I sat down out he was followed by Jim Masters.
Neither Vince nor Matt seemed to have noticed my absence. Vince was
still telling Matt all about his hospital stay but as I picked up my
unfinished bun he turned to me.
"You OK, Jacko?" he asked. I nodded, mouth full of bun. "I hear
Cleggy's got my place in the scrum tomorrow." I winced, I'd completely
forgotten the game against the Catholics. "The doctor said I musn't do
anything strenuous until my chest clears up. I had some new stuff which
hasn't been used much so far."
I nodded again, rather perplexed. "What new stuff? What for?"
"Oh, it's something special for getting rid of particular germs. It
hasn't been discovered long but the doctors say it's worked well for me."
"Good, 'cause we were a bit worried when Danny said you were ill."
"Yeah, so was I. Mum said the doctors were as well before they gave
me the stuff. Anyway, it's OK now." He sat for a moment and then
continued, "Oh yes, Jim told me you helped him with his maths."
"Yes, he said you usually did but as you were ill he asked me."
He grinned, "Now you can help me, if you would."
I stared at him, he didn't usually have any trouble with maths.
"Why's that, ...Oh, 'cause you've been away, is that it?"
"Yes, I've got quite a lot behind 'cause I saw what Jim had done this
week and I couldn't help much."
I thought for a moment. "What about Tuesday? Your cousin Mike has
his lesson with my Dad so you might as well come round and we can go
through the homework that Huggy will have set on Monday. I can't do it
Monday as I have a music lesson."
He looked very pleased at this and as he was saying he would like to I
noticed Matt making a beeline for the lav. Ho, Ho, with his next door
neighbour, young Benno, following on. Golly, and there was Tony just
coming out with Brendan Fisher from 4S. Vince was muttering something but
my attention was taken by Mrs Marcham who was standing beside me, jug in
hand.
"Would you like some more, Jacko?"
"Oh, yes please, Mrs Marcham. Its all very good."
She poured a generous amount of yellow liquid into my glass. "I've
never seen so much food go in such a short time. Your mother was right
about consumption." She glanced around and must have spotted Tony.
"Where's he been? I hope he hasn't been up to any mischief out there!"
I followed her pointing jug. Tony spotted her, waved and made his way
over.
"Gosh, mum, everyone has had a marvellous feed. I've just been having
a chat with Fishy and he says he's never been to such a good party."
I thought, chatting with Fishy, my foot! Tossing him off more likely.
He turned to Vince.
"Hi, Vince, glad you're back. Enjoying everything? See you later,
must get back!"
He waved again and went off back to his seat. Mrs Marcham moved down
the row dispensing liquid to all the thirsty lads without realising what
little mischief her dear son had been up to.
The party finished quite abruptly. Eating had been the main aim and I
think the mothers heaved a sigh of relief when a persistent hooting was
heard coming from outside. The hooting stopped and Tony's Dad came through
the main door. This was a signal for Tom Buchanan who stood up and rapped
on the table and made a little speech of thanks. He said what a good time
he'd had and knew he would be leaving the table empty and that went for the
rest of us as well. We all gave three cheers for the mums. Then Benno, of
all people, stood up and said we should give three cheers for the birthday
boys and we nearly raised the roof.
Although we offered to help clear we were all shooed out into the
pitch dark and cheered again as Mr Marcham drove off with six hulking lads
stuffed into his car. A whole group of us collected our bikes and rode off
together and gradually separated off with Tom and me cycling down our road
together. When we reached my gate we both stopped and Tom sat straddling
his bike as I got off.
"Don't forget the match tomorrow. Shall we go together, or are you
collecting Matt?"
The match was at the Catholic school so we would have to ride across
town and Matt lived in that direction.
"Yes, good idea. We can collect him as I said I'd be at his about
quarter past one."
"OK, see you out here at one o'clock then!" He didn't really wait for
an answer but went on, "Enjoyed tonight, eh?" He laughed, "And you joined
the visit to the Ark?"
In the gloom I must have looked puzzled.
"You know, the animals went in two by two!"
"Oh, yes, and so did you!"
"You bet! Anyway, see you tomorrow."
He set off at a great speed even though he only had a few yards to go
and disappeared into the darkness. I pushed my bike round the back and
went in through the back door. All was quiet. I found Pa in his study
with his head in a book and clouds of pipe smoke around. I coughed and
waved my arms around in imitation of Ma. He just looked up and removed the
pipe.
"Hi, Jacko, had a good time?"
I told him we'd had a fabulous time. All that food and nothing to do
but eat it. He laughed and said the mothers had thought of just putting
troughs down and letting us get at it that way.
Cheek! I said I was going to bed early because of the match at the
Catholic school. He smiled and said he would come and watch but had to go
to work first. I guess he meant he'd worked out that Brother Jamieson
would have the Irish whiskey on hand afterwards. For once I didn't search
the kitchen for any leftovers but went straight upstairs and in a desultory
sort of way ploughed through quite a bit of homework including more German
translation Van had given me. Actually, it wasn't too bad as the book was
quite interesting but one or two words I couldn't find in my small
dictionary.
I heard Ma come in so went down and said we'd all enjoyed the party.
Typical response, what party?, more like an eating competition! She
laughed and said she was only joking and she'd enjoyed meeting some of the
mums she didn't know before. I stayed around and forced myself to have a
bite to eat for supper then trundled up to bed taking Ma's big dictionary
with me.
I undressed and got into bed and remembered Tom's remark about the
Ark. I was idly fingering my cock and thinking about Ned's rough hand on
it and working out the pairs I'd noted. Crumbs, thinking about it I'd seen
all our lot, except for Cleggy and Vince, either going out or coming back
in and that wasn't counting the 4S's as well. Crumbs, and with Ned that
was number thirteen for me! Oh crumbs, and that was the second lot of come
for me today!
To be continued:
Previous stories of mine have been published on Nifty.
Spying on My Brothers: (45k: Incest Section: Apr 15 2000)
Easter Rugger Tours (Dir: HS Section: Jun 10 2000)
Jordan's Story (84k: HS Section: Jul 23 2000)
Flip's Tale (Dir: HS Section: Apr 17 2002)
Taming the 'Phobes (Dir: HS; Military: August 04 2002)
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