Date: Sun, 06 Oct 2002 22:56:59 +0000
From: Jo Vincent <joad130@hotmail.com>
Subject: Aladdin's Awakening - Part 8

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.  If you have trouble with the
English educational system let me know.  A dramatis personae will follow
after a few installments - there are a lot of characters!

			    ALADDIN'S AWAKENING

				    By

				   Joel

				 Chapter 6

			      September 27th

Of course, the first thing Huggy had to announce on Monday morning was a
return match with the Catholics on Saturday, on their ground.  Huggy said
it had been decided to field the same teams as before but, as Geoffrey
Wells was unable to play, then.... I looked at Tony across the row who sat
transfixed.... Peter Fry would take his place.  Tony breathed out audibly.

     "Are you well, young Antony?" demanded Huggy looking down from his
great height, "Your place on the sidelines is secure, so far.  If a fast,
nippy young terrier is required to harry the heels of the opposing wings
then no doubt your services will be called upon.  However, Peter is more
amply suited for a place in the scrum so sadly vacated by young Geoffrey in
4S."

     True, Peter Fry was a good deal weightier than Tony, or even Geoff and
it had been heard that he and his brother Alec, who was in the Sixth Form
and one of the props in their team, were known as Tweedledum and Tweedledee
by some unkind schoolmates.

     Huggy continued, "And you Jacko, with your co-runner, Foster One, Alan
of that ilk, have been assigned to judge the touch-line for the senior
game.  Apparently your joint prowess was noted favourably by both Mr
Vansittart and Brother Jamieson, therefore you have been chosen for that
high honour so replacing two rather unreliable characters from the other
school."

     Matt dug me in the ribs. "One up for you," he whispered.

     "Matthew, I hope you will pass the ball as well as you pass comments,
eh?"  Huggy stared at Matt who attempted to raise his finger to his nose
but I clamped his hand down.

     "Yes sir," he spluttered.

     "Good, you did well last time, keep it up!"

     A throaty whisper came from the direction of Dave Morgan on his other
side, "Keep it up, Matt, eh, you're good at that, eh?"

     Matt ignored him, but when Huggy wasn't looking Dave poked him in the
side with a ruler and I heard him repeat it.  Matt shrugged his shoulders
and we all had to pay attention while Huggy went on with the lesson.


     At break I went out before Matt and was talking to Roo and Tony.  When
Matt came out he was looking rather thoughtful.  I asked him what he was
thinking about.  He said he'd tell me later and we went in for our next
lesson.  When we came out at the end of the day we walked to the bike sheds
and while riding home he said that Andy Symes had told Dave about what had
happened after the sports practice in the summer.  I asked him what he'd
said about it.

     "Oh, nothing much, he just said Andy thought I was a good bloke and
then he said if I hadn't got anything to do would I like to go round his
tomorrow after school and we could do our homework."

     "How does he know Andy, 'cos Dave's in the Scouts and Andy's in the
Boys' Brigade?"

     "Oh, they live next door to each other and Andy sometimes helps him
with his homework."

     I said cheerio to Matt at the end of his road as I had a piano lesson
and had to practice a bit more before I went across to Mrs Tring.  When I
got in Ma was already there in the kitchen. I said I was hungry but she
said I had to wait until supper time but she did give me a jam sandwich.  I
was ravenous after I got back from the lesson and during supper Pa said he
didn't think we fed the animal enough.  Ha, ha, but I did get seconds, but
I only had a first for the day that night in bed.

                                *
     Tuesday afternoon I got home as soon as I could as I was supposed to
be there when Mike came to see Pa.  I was having a look in the pantry just
after five when there was a knock on the door.  It was Mike carrying a
number of rather thick maths books.

     "Hello, Jacko, I've come to see Dr Thomson, I mean your dad, I'm a bit
early I expect, he's not in yet, I suppose?"

     "No, he'll be in by six but come in and wait.  He said you were coming
round straight from school.  Would you like a cup of tea?"

     He said he would and I busied myself and got it ready while he sat at
the kitchen table watching me and idly turning the pages of one of the
books.  I thought I would ask him about Saturday.

     "Oh, Mike, we've got matches against your school again this Saturday."

     "That's right, two teams, I'm playing.  Are you?"

     "No, I'm a touch judge again, but for the senior game this time."

     "Good, there was an argument last time because one of the judges
wasn't paying attention when someone put the ball into touch and old
Jamieson was hopping mad.  He's alright really but you have to watch it
when he's roused 'cos after the game he made them do four laps of the
playing field each and stood there and watched them do it.  Anyway, if you
don't pay attention he can't do that to you because you're not from our
school!"

     I said I dreaded to think what Van might do so I said I would have to
behave myself and keep watching all the time.

     "Good for you, I think you'll enjoy it, 'cos we want to win again this
time as well.  We've got two of our best players back in the team, they
were on County trials last time, so we'll give your lot the run around."

     We sat either side of the table and drank our tea.  I couldn't find
any biscuits, Ma must have put them away safely.

     "Are you scrum-half again?"

     "Yes, but I'm not Captain this time as one of those other two will be
as he's playing."

     "Our Fourth Year team were dead scared last time but they won."

     He laughed, "I expect our reputation goes before us, we're always
supposed to play hard!"

     "A boy in our class, he's a Catholic, his name's Vince Hare, he told
someone you have to pray before you go out on the field."

     Mike laughed again, "No, we don't pray as such, we have to cross
ourselves though, like this."  He demonstrated and laughed again.

     "Does it help?"

     "I don't know, but it puts the fear of God into the opposition if they
see us do it, at least that's what Brother Jamieson says!  And I know Vince
Hare, he's my cousin, his mother and my mother are sisters.  Do you know
him well?"

     "Only in school, he won a scholarship like me so we're in the same
class, but he's a bit older."

     "Yes, his birthday's the same day as one of my sisters, in December,
the tenth.  He'll be fifteen then and she'll be nineteen.  He's like me,
he's got four sisters though three of them are older and I'm in the middle
of mine."

     "I'll be fourteen on Thursday so he's nearly a year older than me.  We
call him Ginger behind his back, he doesn't like it."

     As I said it I realised I had probably put my foot in it, Vince was a
light ginger, Mike was a flaming redhead.  But, not to worry, he just
laughed.

     "I guess you do, I tend to thump anyone who's smaller than me if they
call me that, but most don't 'cos they all think redheads have a temper.
Anyway they could call you Blacko instead of Jacko and I don't think you
would worry, eh?"

     I nearly said that wasn't what Tony called me, but I thought I hadn't
better tell him that, anyway, yet.  I wished I could 'cos just chatting to
him was making me have feelings in my cock. "No, I don't suppose I would,
my hair is very black, but Ginge, I mean Vince, gets very annoyed, so we
have to be careful, he's taller than most of us as well."

     "Yes, he's not quite so tall as I am, but I'm only average height."

     "But, you look tall to me."

     "Not as tall as your dad, though, he must be over six foot."

     I nodded and looked at the pile of books.

     "Are you going to do maths at university?"

     "No, I want to do physics and engineering, but you have to know quite
a bit of maths.  Your dad said he would help me as my father is too good at
maths to teach me, or at least that's what he always says.  He always goes
into long explanations and never gets to the point I want.  Anyway, your
dad has given me three lessons so far - I've been up to the works for them
- and he's shown me a lot.  He said I should come round here today so he
can teach me in comfort because he's always being interrupted there."

     I told him I liked maths but I didn't know yet what I wanted to do, I
wasn't sure I wanted to do engineering but I had got lots of Meccano and a
steam engine.  This interested him greatly so we went upstairs and I set
the engine up and got it going.  He had his jacket off and was on his hands
and knees engrossed in devising some complicated gearing system with the
Meccano when Pa arrived home and came up to my room.  Pa chucked his Air
Raid Warden tin-hat on my bed and apologised for being late saying he'd had
to arrange a rota for the Wardens next weekend.  Then Mike and Pa discussed
what he was doing and Pa winked at me and said he and Mike had better be
getting on with work and I was to go down and help Ma as Mike was staying
to supper as well.

     I must say I liked Mike.  Ma said later, after he had gone, that she
liked Mike too, and he probably did get too much female fussing at home.
Pa winked at me again and sucked on his pipe and said she was most probably
right and Mike had said he hadn't enjoyed himself so much for a long time
especially making up the Meccano model!  Later as I stood in front of the
mirror and looked at my black hair I wondered if I should have told him my
other nickname?  No, at least not until I knew him better.  Perhaps next
Tuesday, perhaps not, I thought to myself as the black-haired boy in the
mirror watched and copied the black haired- boy in the room as he slowly
and carefully tossed himself off.

                        *
     Rabbity Pearce must have had indigestion on Wednesday morning 'cos he
was very bad tempered and made us do double the exercises we usually did.
We were quite exhausted when he sent us off to the showers while he made
Cleggy do more exercises on the wallbars because he had not been putting
his back into something or other properly.  Ma said we all looked tired out
when she started off with our French circle.  Roo said not half so tired as
Cleggy and told Ma about Rabbity and his temper and what Cleggy had to do.
Ma wanted to know why we called him Rabbity so Tony said his teeth stuck
out and he hopped around when taking us for PT or games.  We then had to
try to translate all this into French and Ma said we were not to get
muddled in school between Lupin and 'lapin'.  I think Ma has a great sense
of humour.

     After French circle Tony and Roo had to rush off to have their supper
before going to a special Scout meeting.  Matt came up to my bedroom and we
did a bit of maths homework.  I asked him if he'd been round to see Dave
Morgan.  He looked across at the shut door.

     "Yes, I went home with him yesterday and we did the geography map and
those questions about contours."

     "Anything else?"

     He looked at the door again and nodded.

     "What happened?"

     "Oh, after we'd done the homework he asked if I knew Andy well.  I
said I didn't, except at school, and then I said when I came round to
Andy's after the discus practice we talked quite a bit.  Dave laughed and
said Andy had told him all about it and we didn't just talk and Andy said I
had a big prick.  He said it was alright 'cos he and Andy did things and he
felt horny now and if I liked we could do things together.  Well we did, he
did it to me and then I did it to him."  He looked rather anxiously at
me. "You know he's got no skin?  You know, he's been circumcised."

     "I know, I've seen him in the showers and we read about that in
Scripture in the first year."

     He nodded, "Yeah, I'd seen him and John Wills in the showers but I
hadn't seen him right close up like that.  Have you?"

     "No, I've been too scared to ask!"

     He grinned, "Mine goes right back but he's got none at all and he says
it doesn't hurt with it uncovered all the time 'cos I said mine did."

     This took a bit of unravelling.  I hadn't seen a circumcised cock up
close so far but had observed Dave and John in the showers and my skin was
still sticking half way.  I had seen Alun's right back but he hadn't said
anything about trying to leave it back or hurting at all, so what did Matt
mean?  I knew my knob was very sensitive when I touched it, did he mean
this?

     "How do you mean it hurts if you leave it back?"

     "Oh, I forgot, your skin doesn't go right back, does it?  I've tried
to keep mine back sometimes so my end's all out but it makes me jump to
touch it at times and it stings a lot if I put my pants on with it like
that.  It goes hard ever so easily then when I don't want it to 'cos it's
very sensitive.  Anyway, he said both he and his young brother had been
circumcised when they were babies and it had never hurt him but if he just
rubbed underneath it made him go stiff ever so quick."

     I was rather envious, what with Tony and Roo and Cleggy at camp having
lots of wanks together, and now Matt and Dave and all this inspection of
interesting cocks as well.  I felt left out.

     "Tony told me Roo said he'd jacked Dave off."

     "Yeah, Dave told me that too.  Dave said he'd done it to some of the
others as well, like Jim Masters and Tim Parker and a couple of the boys in
4S.  He didn't say all their names but it was quite a few.  I think they're
all in the Scouts."

     I felt even more envious.

     "By the way, he said he wouldn't mind doing it with you."

     "Did you tell him we did it together?"

     "Yes, and you and Tony.  He thinks Tony's a bit stuck-up, I said I
didn't, but he said his mum said Mrs Marcham has airs and graces."

     I didn't know what he meant by that, I would ask Ma.  I could hear her
calling up the stairs that she wanted the table to be laid.  I made a face
at Matt and we went down where Matt was rewarded for his diligence at
French with a large bun but Ma said I could wait until Pa got in and we had
our supper.

     After Matt went I asked Ma what were airs and graces and she said it
was making out to be better than you were and did a little imitation and
wanted to know why I asked.  I said someone had said Mrs Marcham put on
airs and graces.  She laughed and said probably, but I wasn't to say so.
Pa was in a very good mood when he came in and said he'd heard I had been
promoted and he was coming on Saturday morning to see the game.  Ma said Mr
and Mrs Vansittart were coming to supper on Saturday evening so I was to be
on my best behaviour if I wanted to eat with them.

     I wasn't looking forward to Saturday evening but I supposed we would
have something nice to eat, perhaps I could have my supper upstairs as they
would most probably spend the evening talking in French anyway.  I really
wanted someone to talk to myself and bemoaned my solitary state that night
in bed and tried to see if my foreskin would go right back, but it still
stuck, so I carried on and accompanied my wank with thoughts of Matt and
the weight of his prick in my hand and then remembered Mike was circumcised
like Dave just as I came.

To be continued: