Date: Mon, 22 Apr 2013 23:35:41 +0200
From: maxcarimo17@hotmail.com
Subject: Boarding School Boy's Dream Comes True Part 2

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Hey guys,

Sorry for the very extended inactivity (not that any of you cared, since,
well, I'm a nobody) but that's not the point. I was rereading the story I
submitted, and I could not believe the amount of grammatical mistakes there
were. I was absolutely furious with myself. I'm usually a grammar Nazi. But
oh well, I hope that your enjoyment was not too hindered because of it.

Regardless, here is chapter 2. I think that I'll slow things down for a
while so hope you'll enjoy it. And thank you Justin for the suggestions (:

Hope you will enjoy, and if you have any comments, suggestions, please send
them to: maxcarimo17@hotmail.com

Please donate to Nifty who make the publication of all those stories
possible (:

Oh and one last thing, my writing may have developed quite a lot so I hope
you'll enjoy the change.

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When I woke up, I first wondered what strong arms were holding me. It took
quite a while before I remembered what happened the night before. I
honestly could not believe it. I am usually really shy. But hey, you are
just so wonderfully perfect that even my infamous shyness could not resist
you and your icy blue eyes.

I tried to free myself but I felt your embrace getting stronger as I tried
to wiggle myself out. Oh my goodness, you had no idea how that felt. For
once I felt that someone did not want to let go of me. I am not trying to
imply that I had a rough childhood and that I have abondment issues, not at
all. I have two loving parents and a loving family. I was trying to get at
the fact that even though I had a few adventures here and there, I never
felt like anyone truly wanted to be with me. With that simple embrace I
knew that things would be different.

 When the light from the blinds shone on your body, I was able to truly
appreciate your tan. I never thought that someone's skin could look so
attractive. Damn...i just wanted to kiss the hell out of it. I could not
really believe that I was having those thoughts that I've never had
before. You have this power over me that I've never experienced before. I
was excited but at the same time, really scared.

But let me not even get started on your body scent. Your strong, musky body
scent just drove me absolutely bananas. It was insane, and trust me I'm a
sucker for body scent (my nose is quite picky) but yours just drove me
absolutely wild!

On top of that we were spooning. Yes I did feel that boner in between my
butt cheeks and I may or may not have flushed accordingly. You should have
seen my face...I was as red as those tomatoes I used to grow in my vacation
house in the south of Italy.

So yes, we can say that I have had worse ways to wake up.

I felt your embrace relaxing a bit and I took the opportunity to sit up and
kiss you for a good 3 minutes on your lips. I'm not sure whether you were
fully awake or aware of what was happening but I simply could not resist.

I looked at the alarm clock. We still had an hour before we had to get up,
so to pass the time you asked me what was the story behind the friendship
of the inseparable trio composed of Nicholas, Victoria and me. I will get
into their personal relationship later, but as we have all the time in the
world, what's the hurry?

I was very happy to oblige as it would mean that we would spend more time
together in bed.  I may or may not have been exaggerating on a few things
so as to elongate our stay in our duvet.  I reckon that neither of us
really minded.

I told you all about how the three of us met four years ago at the opening
week of this very posh mixed boarding school in London. It was posh in the
sense that it was mostly made up of kids whose parents had too much money
and not enough time to spend with their kids. But the good and surprising
news was that most kid that made up the demographics of the school were
actually really nice. They were not your expected stuck up twats. Despite
the lavish amount of money their families had, they were still subjected to
home abuse and self harming, things that, unfortunately, quite a lot of us
have to face at a young age. This allowed us to build quite strong
relationships leading to us to have quite a close-knit community. We did
have the usual bitches and nerds (I am one of them by the way so do not
judge too hard) but luckily no bullies.

The lack of bullies meant that we were privileged to entertain any sort of
relationship we wish, gay/straight/bisexual. I think this feeling of
openness was reinforced by the fact that we were in the outskirts of
London, secluded in the middle of a 300 hectares forest.

Now you may expect the opposite to happen, more bullying and less open
mindedness. But no, our school enforced a really strict no-tolerance
policy, meaning that at the first sign of bullying or homophobic behavior
the students were immediately expelled. Thanks to the prestige of the
school, it never had any problems to replace the idiots that were, quite
literally, thrown out. Accordingly all students took all warnings, either
by writing or verbally, from teachers and deans, very seriously.

We also all dearly loved and respected our Head Master. In fact, he was the
one that brought the three of us together.

Victoria and Nicholas had already met before as they were from the same
hometown. And I must have looked completely confused because the Head
Master himself assigned me not one but two `help-buddies'.

But as it turns out, that was probably one of the best things that ever
happened to me. Don't get too jealous, I said one of the best things, not
THE best thing.

I remember how that made both of us laugh and chuckle for quite a
while. And for some reason, one thing led to the other and we are having a
huge pillow fight which ended with you tickling me and ended when I begged
for mercy. I'll get my revenge, I promise.

Once we settled back, you held me again in your warm embrace as we put the
blankets over us and tangled our legs. I wanted to stay like this forever.

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Hope you enjoyed.

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And again if you have any comments, suggestions, please send them to:
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