Date: Wed, 30 May 2001 04:43:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: bob lilly <Lillyman1@excite.com>
Subject: Gay School Days part 2

                     GAY SCHOOL DAZE : part2

Dawkins' 'special, secret place' was only a couple of miles from School,
but the last ten minutes were a scramble up and over rocks, almost
mountaineering. But the reward was a wonderful place......a grassy ledge
overlooking the sea below some two hundred feet, a rocky wall protecting
from the wind, and on the landward side a view over about ten miles of
fields and woods. The grass was clean and lush....the ledge was beyond
sheep or rabbits even. There was a stunted, very old rowan tree offering a
corner of shade.

Dawkins dropped their rucksack down....he'd carried it the last few feet of
climbing. 'Let's sunbathe!'

This was the obvious cue for stripping naked. After all , what had they
come here for. They both knew!

Godolphin stripped quickly. His sandals first. Then his shirt and
shorts. He stood there, cock at the ready, watching the more leisured
stripping of his friend. He studied the bottom...so soon to be his. At
last! Dawkin's cock was as hard as his own...though he thought his was
longer and broader. His own knob was certainly bigger....though Dawkins'
was very, very appealing. Appetising, even.

Dawkins lay down, rolled over on his belly, and reached into the
rucksack. He unscrewed the top, and took a swig of the cider . 'Ah , that's
better.'

Godolphin stood over him, one hand behind his back, leaning on the rock
wall, his cock held lightly in one hand. Dawkins could see his tight,
nearly hairless balls, and the secret place between his balls and his
arse-crack. His cock twitched. He leaned upwards and fondled Godolphin's
calves. 'Your turn now, Godolphin. And you can make as much noise as you
want up here, among the seagulls!'

'Turn over , then. And let me have your bottom. I can't wait.'

'No! Have me on my back. That way I can watch you fuck me. And I can jerk
at the same time.'

'I didn't know you could do it from the front!'

'It's good! The KY's in the rucksack.'

Savouring the moment, Godolphin squeezed a dollop into his palm and rubbed
it over his knob and shaft. It stood, glistening in the sun as he worked a
second dollop into the anus of the boy spread out in front of him. He
inserted a finger, and gently masturbated the rim. Then two
fingers. Dawkins held his partner's cock a moment, rubbed it, and
transferring some jelly to his own cock, slowly and luxuriously wanked,
while his own anus was relaxed and stimulated.

'Oh! Do come on, Godolphin. Shove it in. I can't wait.'

Fingers removed, his knob replaced them, resting a second in the portal of
the rear passage. Then, as Dawkins raised his slim, tanned hips to meet
him, he thrust, and the cock sank easily into the rectum. He paused in
wonderment, as he felt Dawkins squeeze on his cock, so warm and snug ,
right up in his vitals.

He grasped the boys upraised ankles and looked down at him as he started to
fuck....his first fuck! Dawkins' hand was wanking faster now, faster than
the cock moved in and out of his arse. He was raising his hips to meet the
thrusts, and circling and wriggling his hips to maximise Godolphins
pleasure. Godolphin saw, in some amazement, that Dawkins' nipples were
standing, hard, while his hairless chest rose and fell, as he panted in his
passion.

They had been silent, each in his own world, but as Dawkins got closer to
coming, he panted, then groaned, and finally goaded Godolphin to a
climax. He could feel, even, the balls crashing into his buttocks as the
cock slipped easily in and out, faster and faster now. 'Jesus,
Godolphin. You fuck good! Now harder. Shit! I'm going to come.'

The come splashed high up on his chest, a pool of white. Then the second
spurt, even further, onto the boy's face. Now, as the cock still twitched
and oozed, his eyes rolling, but silent, Godolphin came, pumping hot,
virile come into the waiting arse. Dawkins groaned as he felt the spasms,
and his anus gripped the cock, holding it for a second as two more spasms
wracked him. Then the anus released, and Godolphin withdrew for one last
lunge. He collapsed on the chest of the reclining boy, and lay there, fully
inserted, panting. The come was spread between them.

A moment, and Godolphin sought out Dawkins' mouth. He kissed him, long ,
hard, still passionate. 'I never knew it could be so good. Better than
jerking!'

'Of course! And jerking's better when you've a cock up you!'

Godolphin was losing his hard now, and the relaxed anus finally expelled
it. Godolphin rolled over, and licked the cum from the limp cock, the belly
and chest. Some glistened still on his own chest, and he rubbed that into
his skin.

They lay, side by side, talking a bit.

'Have you had any other boys, Dawkins?'

'Have you, Godolphin?'

'No. That was my first. And before you, I've never even wanked a boy
before.'

'I've only had one. But I shouldn't tell you. Do you promise?'

He nodded. 'Cross my heart.'

'You see over there. Half way to the horizon. There, the big house. Well
that belongs to Ponsford's father. All this is his land. Including this
cliff.'

'You don't mean Ponsford.....' Ponsford was a hero in the school. People
said one day he would open the batting for England he was so
good. Godolphin shared in this hero worship.

'Remember you promised!'

'Of course! Did he show you this place?'

'Yes. And he fucked me kneeling down just here.'

'How did you get him....I mean it must have been difficult!'

'No! He got me! He just called me to his study....you know I fag for
Jackson....I wish I fagged for Ponsonby. Well, he called me to the study,
and showed me some photographs while I stood by his desk. They were of him
and other boys. I got hard! And then he felt up my shorts, and felt my
cock. He said, let's do this. And pointed to a photo of two boys sucking
each other off, together. And we did. Later he fucked me. And that's all
there was to it. We still fuck at least once a week. But he's the only
one.'

'His fag is Siriwardine, isn't it?'

'Yes! Lucky bastard!'

'I think Moco Siriwardine is gay. I heard him talking in his sleep, and he
seemed to be dreaming of fucking.....Freddy, he was fucking. '

'Freddy Arbuthnot. I could fancy him! Lovely , curly, golden hair.'

'I could fancy Moco, too. Velvet skin. I saw his bottom and cock once, in
the Dorm.'

'You,ve got me hard again. Suck me off, Dawkins. Make me come like you did
in the showers.'

Godolphin was indeed erect again. He lay back on the grass sward,
supporting himself on outstretched arms. His belly was flat, his hairless
skin warm in the sun. Dawkins knelt and took the offered knob in his
mouth. The knob and shaft tasted salty from the come of a few minutes
earlier. He sucked hard on the knob, and then swallowed the whole
knob. Godolphin sighed, and lay back. His hands freed now, he ran them
through Dawkins' hair, giving the boy the rhythm with which he wanted to be
sucked. Dawkins held the cock with one hand, but the other slipped under,
and , yes, into the tight little anus. Jelly and come abounded all over
their bodies now, and the finger slipped easily in. As he sucked, Dawkins
promised himself a fuck.'

'When we've done this, I'm going to have your lovely bum again,
Godolphin. I've been thinking about it for two whole days.'

'Don't stop! Don't talk! Just suck me. Yes! And finger-fuck me. too. God
that's good. Swallow it. Swallow it. I'm coming . Yes! Yes! Yes!' The spunk
spurted into Dawkins' mouth, his head being pulled up and down on the cock
by the passionate boy. He gagged at the volume a moment, and some dribbled
over his chin. But he recovered , and the rest he swallowed, and
swallowed. He lay for a moment, the cock still hard in his mouth, his cheek
resting on the hairless belly. His fingers were still in the boy's
anus. But motionless now, all three fingers filling him.

'My turn now. From the front, too. Look, lay down on that rock. I'll put
our shorts over it.'

Godolphin lay as instructed, and his anus gaped wide and inviting as
Dawkins addressed it. Godolphin found he could rest his feet on his
fucker's shoulders , since Dawkins was standing. And that this made the
fuck even more intense, as the boys bollocks swung against him with each
thrust. Fascinated, Godolphin watched Dawkins' face as his passion
arose. Godolphin was satisfied, at least for the moment, and with a limp
cock he was able to concentrate for the first time on what was happening.
Dawkins' face was red, as if he was running a cross-country. He was
panting. As he thrust harder and faster, his eyes close, and his face
grimaced. Almost as if he was in pain. Then, as he swore, and promised he
was about to come, his eyes opened, and his face took on an appearance
almost of anger. He thrust and thrust, and as he came, Godolphin could
clearly feel the hot spurts up into him. Dawkins slowed down, the power
decreased, and finally he collapsed onto Godolphin, quiet, except for his
panting, and his kissing and licking of the boy's nipples.

They did sunbathe now. And drank their cider.

'Is Ponsford good at it?'

'Yes. And he likes it up him, too!'

'I envy you, Dawkins. I'd love him to have me....and to have him.'

'I expect that can be arranged, Godolphin. Time we were going back now!