Date: Mon, 09 Feb 1998 17:07:23 PST
From: rupert forman <barnaby_boy@hotmail.com>
Subject: Barnaby and Phil 

The winter school term had been just one huge and happy celebration of
newly-discovered boy sex, and now it was nearing its end with Christmas to
look forward to.  All my partners in this my first term in the 6th form
were from my house, but I was well satisfied - as also seemed to be my
partners!

I must now introduce Phil Stephenson. Phil is 17 and in my year. I have
always thought him one of the best looking boys in school - but
unfortunately he's in a different house, and we don't even meet for lessons
now as he's specialising in science. But recent events changed everything.

Ten days before the end of term I was called in by my head of house.  Would
I do the lighting and sound effects for our house play - part of the
inter-house competitions to be held in the Spring. I suppose I was asked
because I have acted in school plays, and being a new senior they want to
give me responsibilities to develop my character (!).

Now Phil is a sort of hero-idol for all the boys here. His excellent
physique has been developed through badminton and squash, and he has won
prizes and brought sporting and academic distinction to himself and to the
school.  He has blonde hair, parted in the middle and falling in a very
provocative way across his sexy face whenever he leans forward. His
complexion is flawless and tanned to a creamy brown. He has a sensuous
mouth, brilliant white teeth and a fabulous shy smile. We are almost
exactly the same height and build.

Lower down the school we had been competitors in sports and athletics.  He
was an excellent sprinter, whereas I was better at longer distances.  There
had been no personal sex between us, as fooling around was always just
wanking and experimenting, and I really was never that interested then
anyway.  (As I have explained before, I only became emotionally involved in
boy sex last summer, when I began my first gay affair with my cousin Andy.)

Quite by chance I recently had an amazing encounter with Phil. I was
standing behind him in a queue, my hand in my pocket idly playing with my
cock, when someone behind started pushing, and all of us in front fell
forwards. Phil had his hands together behind him and my hard cock crushed
into them. He pulled away but I dared again to press myself forwards
against his firm bum, sort of nuzzling him there, and he slipped his hands
again between us. He felt my cock and balls through my trousers.

The queue had closed up and was steady again as we waited for the shop to
open. His fingers pulled down the zip of my black school trousers, and next
thing he was inside, stroking and caressing the very tip and shaft of my
rigid cock. I kept close to him so that he could continue these thrilling
explorations. He kept looking ahead as though nothing was happening and I
became transported nearer and nearer to heaven! At the last possible moment
he disappointingly gave a final stroke, adjusted my flies and made a decent
space between us.  'Aren't you doing the lighting for your play next term?'
he asked.  'Yes, I've a meeting about it in the science centre after
lunch.'  'I'll see you there then.'

My heart almost stopped. What was he saying? He wants us to meet again AND
he's doing something for his house play! So imagine my excitement at the
meeting when I found out that he had been asked to be stage manager for
South's house play.  I knew he was keen on science and played the electric
guitar, so I guessed he'd be more technical than me, and at the meeting I
asked if he'd give me some help with mastering the lighting controls.  'Can
you come over to North, say at 9.00 tonight - to go over the details?'
'OK!'

Now my room is at the end of a corridor and there are two doors - the first
opening into a kitchen area - so there is always some warning of anyone
coming.  Just after 9 I heard the first door open and there was a knock.  I
was sitting at my desk in boxers and a tee-shirt working on an essay.
'Come in.'  It was Phil in a tracksuit, his face flushed, but his smile a
joy to see.  My heart was beating fast and I felt excited but nervous. He
couldn't have failed to notice I had an erection, and as he put his arm
round my shoulder he said 'So you want my services again do you?'  I didn't
know what to reply, but I was trembling with anticipation. He sat on the
edge of the lower bunk and I began to gather together the lighting
instruction sheets I had on the top bunk. I was standing in front of him
between his knees just as I had stood in front of Andy last summer on the
night of our return from France. I looked down and saw the beautiful head
of blonde hair below me. I let go of the papers to rest both my hands on
the nape of his neck. There was excitement in his wide-open grey-blue eyes
as he turned his face upwards and gave me a questioning look.  I stroked
the soft hair now falling over my hands and said 'O yes.. yes do!'

His fingers had found me and I felt myself slipping into the warmth and
tenderness of his mouth. His lips were so smooth on me as they moved
rhythmically along my shaft. He stroked my thighs and I drew his head
towards me to encourage him further. My trembling legs were threatening to
give way beneath me as he sucked on me, and I knew that I would soon cum.
Anticipating this, Phil did something amazingly new to me. Instead of
continuing to take me just to the back of his throat - thrilling though
that was - he bent his head further forward and downwards and I had the
sensation of going in deeper, until his mouth was kissing the brown glossy
hair round my cock. Incredibly, he was trying to swallow me. I could feel
the pull of his throat on the head of my cock. All my senses were in
turmoil and I seemed to be in free-fall. Then all my love and my semen
seemed to flow together into him. I felt that I adored this gorgeous boy in
front of me.

It took me a minute to return to earth, but then I knelt down in front of
him and put my arms round his neck, rubbing my cheek against his and
kissing him all over his face. I stroked his hair too. I was completely
lost for words and wanted only to express gratitude and affection.  Looking
into his eyes, I began to kiss him tenderly but passionately on the lips.
His equally intense response included holding me close to him as we
explored each others' mouths with our tongues. When our desire seemed
temporarily satisfied we broke away and he smiled and said 'Now let's get
the lighting plans sorted - that's why we're here!' We both laughed - but I
could not rest.

I took the lighting details I'd been given at the meeting down from the top
bunk and we sat next to each other on my bed to look them over. I could
feel the warmth of his leg on mine. I began to ask something about the
lighting faders, which I'd hardly used before. But I was too aroused by
this new love in my life and looked straight into his eyes, running my hand
up between his legs and feeling softly around his balls and cock. He
hardened immediately, and I opened his tracksuit only to find him totally
naked inside. As he slipped off top and bottom I went over to the door and
dropped the latch.

'First things first', I said softly as my hands caressed his golden brown
body, feeling his perfect bum and large and beautifully shaped cock and
balls. I ached to have him fuck me there and then! Just the thought of
Phil's cock moving inside me with his blonde hair brushing my shoulders,
and his hand on my cock, made my heart want to cry out. But there was not
time - Phil must get back to his house before lock up.  I began sucking him
nevertheless, taking his long thick cock as deep into my mouth as I
could. I pushed the soft foreskin back with my lips and sucked on the head
- just as I remember I used to suck ice lollies!  Phil's brown-blonde pubic
hair smelled so enticing, and I so liked it when he held my face between
his hands and guided me on to him . We were truly together in this love
making. My hands wandered over his thighs and carressed the beautiful
cheeks of his bum - so firm and yet so soft. Then his whole body shivered,
and as I swallowed his cum he said 'O yes.. O yes!' - much as I had done
earlier.  As he left I knew that I really wanted him to fuck me -
endlessly, and as soon as possible - and my session after lights-out with
Adrian in the blanket room was even hotter than usual. Perhaps sensing my
own sexual excitement Adrian now fucked me with more than his usual
sensuality - for the first time he used greater force, as I gripped the
drying rail on the wall of the warm silent store room.

Next day I missed seeing Phil at the second meeting, and heard that he was
not well. So in the afternoon between lessons I went over to South. His
room was very hot, even though the main window was open, and Phil lay in
bed propped up on pillows and covered only with a single sheet.
'Hell..what's the matter?'  'Stomach pains - a bit like apendicitis they
thought. Seems to have gone now though. I'm OK. I'll be getting up after
nurse's visit.'  'First things first' I said.  My hands strayed under the
sheet just to feel his manly cock - which was hard. I stroked him and began
to wank him and wanted to stay with him.  I wrestled with my conscience.
'I've got an hour spare now - though I suppose I ought to get Grindley's
essay finished, or it'll be just more sarcasm!'  Phil could read my mind
I'm sure, and made a proposition.  'I'm going to have a shower' he
said. 'Join me? No-one will know.'  Every nerve in my body now tingled. To
be intimately together again - to have that wonderful warm smooth cock
moving inside me - bliss!  'Great idea! Can I share your towel?'  Phil put
on just a dressing gown and grabbed a towel.

The showers were one floor up by the main dormitory. We both stripped off
and were soon shiny under the hot water. I noticed that Phil was already
erect. (I seem to be almost permanently erect!) We soaped each other to a
very slippery lather and then Phil waved a silvery packet at me - a condom.
He had that questioning look again that I'd seen in my room. (Did he really
think I could say no?)  I almost snatched the foil pack, tore it open and
knelt down in front of him, giving his silky smooth cock a quick deep suck
and rolling the rubber over the full 8 inches of his iron hardness.  'Does
that answer your question?' I said.
  
I positioned myself with my hands against the shower wall, legs slightly
apart. I felt Phil's finger working a creamy lather between my cheeks and
up inside me.  'You've a very sexy bum' he whispered.  I turned my head to
catch his smile, before I felt him press against me. I relaxed enough for
him to slide a couple of inches in, and turned my head for him to kiss me
on the lips. Pulling me towards him with one arm across my chest and the
other across my waist - just above my own rigid cock - Phil pushed his hips
forward and entered me completely. I cannot explain how much it means to me
to be taken this way by another boy I fully trust - but it is a unique
experience. Phil then brought heaven to me when he began to fuck me very
slowly, with short movements. His cock is bigger than Adrian's and I felt
myself slipping completely under his power.
 
His thrusting gradually became quicker and deeper, but I could feel he was
taking care of me. I could sense this through the pressure of his arms and
in the frequent kisses we shared. The sensations in my body were now
extreme - a feeling of lightness together with that of being impaled but
willingly owned. I owe it to my cousin Andy that my first anal experience
gave me the highest expectation. Now, without having touched my own cock, I
knew that I would soon cum - not in an exploding orgasm but in a growing
ecstacy that would suffuse my whole body with peace as it radiated out from
my bowels.  'Phil, Phil - I'm going to cum..O God, its wonderful!'  'I'm
with you Barny!'

His breathing was now very short and fast, and I could feel his heart
beating against my shoulders. His thrusts were deep and long, and I was
beginning to fall to pieces. Cum spurted from me just as Phil reached his
climax. He pressed his head hard down on my shoulder and tightened his grip
on me even further as he came. He clung on to me still but steadily
loosened his grip so I could turn towards him. We held each other close
under the stream of water as I covered his face and chest with kisses -
till he stopped me to kiss me long and tenderly on the lips.  We dried off
and thought it safer to separate.  Phil went back to his room, and I to
mine to do a little preparation for my class.

I didn't seen Phil again until I returned to school after the Christmas
holidays, although I remembered to send him a Christmas card.


Part 2



My holiday climaxed - in every sense of the word - in my meeting Pablo, who
is the greatest love of my life. Now back again at school I have have
regular sex again with Nick and Adrian, and we are as happy and fresh
together as ever. But now I sometimes take another lover to 'the room' -
Phil. Phil is different from everyone else I know at school in his
originality and daring - he has introduced me to three-way boy sex!  This
is what happened.

One evening we'd been working on stage, planning the different tasks and
effects we were each responsible for and getting ready for one our
customary 'passes'. The game is that each evening, to keep us keyed up and
with a permanent hard-on, we take it in turns to proposition the other
before 9.45 for sex that night. On one particular night it was Phil's
'privilege' to take the initiative. All evening I watched him and my heart
would skip and race as we moved around each other.  We were coming to the
end of our time and I was tidying up some cables behind the newly erected
stage flats. Phil came up behind me, kissed my neck and unfastened my
jeans. Pulling them and my boxers down he bent me forward amd put his mouth
into the crease of my bum and made to push his tongue inside me. (We have
an agreement always to be clean and ready for any action.)  'Yes Phil, I
want you there so much! But let's break now and go to the barn. How about I
meet you there at at 10.15 ?'  'My thinking too!' He dressed me again and
we kissed and parted.

Now we had each found a way of getting in and out of our houses after
official lock up at 10.00pm, and had found meeting places for sex within
easy reach. For our own use we gave these places names. The 'grove' is a
clump of bushes behind the prep room of my house - where I sometimes meet
Matt for him to blow me. Another place is the 'barn' - a large shed where
the groundsman keeps the grass mower and rollers and field-marking
equipment.

The main door is pad-locked, but there is another that usually has a ramp
up to it and is only closed with a long nail though the wood. I arrived
there before Phil and went into the office area which has an old sofa that
the ends come off to make a sort of high bed. We had a sheet from school
safely hidden it in a plastic bag. The room was not at all cold. I put
sacking up over the window and switched on a yellowy bulk-head light by the
door, then I spread the sheet on the 'bed'. Phil arrived in his track suit.

'Tonight I have a surprise for you' he said, and in behind him came another
boy! I was both shocked and excited. Phil and I had often said we mustn't
take risks and here we were now - three of us!  'Meet Tim' said Phil 'he's
in North's house play'.  Tim looked about 14, stood about 5'4" and looked
like a young Nick Kamen.  He grinned at both of us.
 
They both started to strip. Phil was smiling to himself as though amused at
my surprise.  My eyes feasted on Tim. He took off his shirt revealing a
smooth brown muscular chest. When he took off his jeans my heart began to
pound and my cock went rock hard. He stood in front of me in snug-fitting
grey lycra briefs and presenting one of the most erotic sights
imaginable. With his hand on one hip and mouth slightly open, his eyes were
focussed on my very visible erection. His thighs had the most amazing shape
and perfect contours, and his cock and balls seemed to ask for my caresses.

He came over to me and began to to undress me. I just had to kiss that
luscious mouth. He responded to the the kiss by feeling my cock and balls.
I couldn't wait any longer and knelt down in front of him and slid down his
briefs. His balls were tightly held up against the base of a thick 5"
circumcised cock, itself under a mass of brown curls. I immediately sucked
on him whilst feeling his firm round bum. Phil came over and knelt behind
him and began licking between his cheeks - as he had done to me earlier on
stage.  (Phil told me later that that is what he particularly likes to do
with Tim - before fucking him.)  But I really wanted Phil to fuck me - and
yet I wanted to suck Tim as well!


Phil and I seemed to be thinking the same thoughts. First I lay on my back
at the end of the 'bed'. Phil - watched by Tim - stood and rolled a condom
down the length of his cock before applying KY to both of us and lifting my
legs onto and over his shoulders. Tim came closer as Phil's cock slipped
slowly inside me.

Tim then crawled over my face and slid his cock in my mouth and pressed his
mouth over my cock. I used my hands to get Tim into the best position - and
to feel his warm body and silky strong legs stretched out behind my head.
Phil set up a steady fucking movement - one that I was used to and that
began almost immediately to fill me with pleasure. Tim's movements on my
cock were in time with his hips swinging over my face making his delicious
cock slide in and out of my mouth. I worked on Tim's smooth cock with my
lips and tongue.

We all moved together. As I stroked Tim's warm smooth chunky thighs I
slipped a finger into his back entrance, already made wet and ready by
Phil's tongue. As Phil fucked me more and more deeply I soon sensed the
start of his climax. He was running his hands through Tim's dark brown hair
helping to synchronise his own fucking with Tim's sucking.

As for me, I had never known such stimulation. As I have already said,
Phil's orgasm thrills me. He manages always to make me feel that I was
meant to be fucked by him - almost made for fucking. Tim's velvet soft lips
and the smoothness of his tongue were making me start to feel dizzy, and I
knew that I would soon empty myself into his mouth. The surprise was that
Tim came first, and suddenly - filling the back of my mouth with a flood of
salty semen, his warm body collapsing onto mine and causing me to come too.


We two continued to lick and suck gently on each other's softening cocks
till Phil collapsed onto both of us, and I could feel his cock also soften
inside me.

As we recovered I felt very strongly attracted to Tim, and watching him
dress I knew that he wanted me to fuck him - quite soon, but on another
day.


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