Date: Sun, 26 Apr 2015 13:50:46 +1000
From: Lawrence Bradman <bradmanlawrence@gmail.com>
Subject: Desirable Me Part 8

Desirable Me Part 8


It was that first bell, the duty prefect marched along the corridors
swinging it, he'd be back in fifteen minutes for the second..I was
warm...extra warm, no wonder, in horror I realised there was a naked body
pressed against me then he too stirred and like a flash was out of bed and
donning pyjamas then at my door straining to hear, he opened it in a flash
and was gone.  My heart was pounding, God...that was a near one, pretty
soon people would be heading to the toilets and there'd be no chance of
avoiding them....still, I snuggled down for another few minutes - what a
night!  We'd had a couple of good lengthy sessions, had terrific sex and
we'd exhausted each other...and it had all been accidental, guiltily I
realized that but for a chance encounter, I'd still be thinking of Paul as
'the blond tart'.  Life changed a bit after that encounter, life had to go
on as if nothing had happened...I'd see Paul bare legged in sports gear and
in the shower but act indifferent...it wasn't too bad because by now I'd
formed the strong suspicion that most reasonably attractive boys had formed
- er - special attachments.  The real problem was that while Paul and I now
regularly visited at night I had this thing about wanting to see him naked
- in daylight, not just in the shower, and there within reach!

School grounds didn't provide much outlet for intimate liaisons and squash
courts could only be used for brief, furtive encounters - you would be mad
to strip off in them!  As it happened opportunity was there but only on
Sundays when with special leave it was possible to leave the school grounds
and explore the countryside, needless to say few bothered to obtain that
leave and we just went.  I knew the area well, World War 2 had left the
cliffs in particular dotted with abandoned Pillboxes, some in better repair
than others and some with just what we needed - a perfect view of all
approaches.  We met by arrangement and seemingly engaged in casual
conversation I made my suggestion, for good measure adding my reasons for
wanting us to venture out.  A slow flush crept up from the base of Paul's
neck and spread to his face "That's really kinky stuff - wanting to do it
with the lights on next?  Yes, it might be fun..and watching you being
fucked...yes...oh yes, you know it's got me hard already" I checked, no one
was watching and swiftly I groped him...yes my blond friend was hard
alright but now we were both sporting erections...there was only one way
out and a desperate one at that.  We had a row of outside toilets, the
trick was to dart into one of them and pull the door to but not to lock it,
after a minute or two your partner would casually saunter over, open the
door (behind which you were hidden) to join you.  These sessions were of
course brief so Paul and I stood facing each other and we quickly unzipped
I took his prick in my hand and gazed back at him in triumph, mischievous
eyes met mine and he pouted a kiss then eagerly and efficiently we began
masturbating each other.

We made our move after Sunday lunch leaving the school gates separately,
there were those who seeing us together would make two and two of it and
subsequently the teasing would be merciless.  After a decent distance from
the school we joined up and took one of the many paths up the cliffs, the
climb was quite steep and eventually we reached a gentle slope, gorse
bushes were about the only vegetation and we walked past huge clumps of
them until among the undulating chalk cliff tops we passed the first
Pillbox, for obvious reasons we pressed on until we found one that suited,
reasonably intact and offering excellent views of its approaches, it was
also quite dry. We faced each other uncertainly then I decided to break the
ice by undoing my trousers and after kicking off my shoes they slid to my
ankles along with my underwear "How's this then?" I pirouetted and my shirt
lifted to expose erect prick and pert buttocks, Paul was taking in the
sight while his fingers began fussing with buttons meanwhile I stood
playing with myself as I watched him.  I'd seen him naked many times of
course but in very different circumstances, this time I knew I'd soon have
my hands on him.  Finally, there he stood..."OK then got an eyeful have
you? How's this?" and wiggling hips provocatively he sauntered over and
reached for my penis. "Like me in daylight?  You're rather cute you know" I
was playing coy, letting Paul have the running and standing there passive
while he felt me up - hands lingered on my buttocks "God these are so firm,
the shape, way they jut out...yummy" I abandoned pretence and giggling
slightly snuggled against him "Much better in daylight isn't it?".

Arms around each other's waists we stood at a window enjoying the view
along the cliff top, occasionally my hand would drop to his prick and I'd
toy with it for a while, sometimes I'd feel a finger tease my hole or
massage my prick....I glanced at him "You've a gorgeous body and,
and...you're so pretty, so sexy Paul...I get hard ons just thinking about
you" I was facing him now, hands urgently roaming his thighs, loins and
prick, Paul was looking at my penis as he masturbated me, thought for a
second then asked "Just for a change, see what you think, would you like to
fuck me?"  I hadn't thought of that and floundered briefly "I, I've never
done it to anyone Paul...don't know that I'd be any good at it....people
seem to like fucking me instead!" "Well I love fucking you too, you seem
just right for it....but you know what to do...you certainly should
do...and I like being fucked, luckily, so I want you to have a go....just
about everyone else has" and he giggled.  I thought about it, yes I DID
want to fuck that beautiful boy but how, well the floor here was in a mess,
no but there was that bloke who did it to me in the toilet, my hands on the
wall....yes, like that.  I said nothing but went to my jacket pocket and
got the Vaseline, Paul saw and spread his cheeks for me as I inserted it
making sure I got a good feel in the process, afterwards his buttocks
gleamed with the stuff.  "Paul...just stand there like that, hands a bit
lower on the wall - maybe height's about right...."  My breath and chest
were tight with arousal, a lovely boy posed for me ready for entry and with
his penis erect...oh yes he wanted it I knew, I just hoped I wouldn't cum
as soon as I got in!  "I think I'm going to extra enjoy this one" was all
he said as I placed my hands on his hips.  I'd almost forgotten but
retrieved the Vaseline in time and anointed my prick with it...it felt so
strange doing it to myself but I did enjoy the slippery feel as I steered
it to Paul's glistening hole....my heart was pounding!