Date: Fri, 30 Jul 1999 15:32:24 BST
From: Mystery 101 <mystery_guy71@hotmail.com>
Subject: The Golden Boy

This is the first time I've contibuted to this group, so I'm sorry if my 
technique (in writing ;-) isn't perfected yet. E-mail me at 
mystery_guy71@hotmail.com and tell me what you think. I guess I ought to 
remind you that what follows is fiction, that there's loads of gay sex blah 
blah blah and if you don't like that sort of thing you should go back to 
doing something more innocent. Needlework, perhaps?


<- The Golden Boy ->


I guess I was quite a late starter - I always knew deep down inside that no 
girl would ever be able to offer me the same thing as another boy, although 
I was never able to live out my fantasy until I was 16.

I go to a small public boarding school just outside a market town about 
three hours from where I live in England. That may sound close, but it took 
too long to go home by train so I would usually stay in at the weekends, 
when most of the rest of the school would go home or into London. Most 
weekends, my boarding house would go quiet, and I'd be left with the choice 
of either watching some film on TV or trying to get some revision done.

One Sunday late in November, near the end of term, I had given up trying to 
get any work done. It was quite a nice day, sun shining and warm enough for 
shorts, so I decided to go into town to get some food from the co-op that I 
needed. Unfortunately, British weather has a habit of playing tricks on you, 
so by the time I had done my shopping, it was pouring down with rain. I ran 
back the mile or so to my boarding house, and was completely soaked by the 
time I got there. I decided that I ought to have a bath while the tubs were 
free.

I started running a bath, and then went into my dorm to get out of my wet 
clothes. The place was deserted, of course, so as I started to undress, I 
couldn't help starting to touch myself in a way that I love to do before I 
have a good wank. I like to make something special of it when I do wank - 
it's much more fun that a quick slap in the toilets when no-one's around. 
Unlike many people in my room, I didn't usually wank at school, because 
there's very little privacy other than partitions between the beds. There 
were six dormitories of five or six on that floor, mixed with people in my 
year and the one below. My bed was in the corner away from the door, so I 
guessed it would be pretty safe to wank. The door was a pain though because 
it could open silently. Most people wanted to stop squeaking doors - all the 
guys in our dorm joked about how they wanted to make ours make a sound when 
it opened so we could have some kind of warning!

I peeled off my t-shirt first, and began to play with my nipples and run my 
fingers over my chest and where the first signs of a six pack were beginning 
to show. I kicked off my shoes and took off my socks, and then I began to 
rub my stiffening cock through my trousers. I'd bever had much chance to 
compare myself with other blokes, but I was proud of my seven inches when it 
was erect, and kept my pubes in trim. I slipped off my trousers and undid 
the buttons on my pants, and playfully let my cock spring out. I grasped the 
stem and began to play slowly up and down. Slowly Ibegan to melt with 
pleasure. Then I did my favourite trick. I found my sport bottle by my bed, 
and let a few drops of water onto the palm of my hand. Then I took my damp 
palm, and rubbed it back and forth over my dark coloured helmet. The damp 
skin of my hand on the dry skin of my cock made me go wild, and after a few 
seconds I felt the first few drops of warm pre-cum begin to mix in. I 
carried on like this for a few minutes.

I looked up, as I was coming near to climax, and I suddenly saw something 
move - someone's head ducking down behind one of the other partitions. I 
wrapped a towel around myself and walked over, hiding my throbbing cock 
under the towel. As I passed the partition nearest the door, I found Nathan.

Nathan is in the year below me, and he's one of the schools rising football 
stars. Athletic, cute and tanned from holidays in the Med. He only knew me 
by name.

"Sorry - I came in to ask if I could borrow some shampoo..." he said. He was 
soaking wet too. His dark hair was falling down onto his face in strands.

"Sure... have one of mine." I signalled to my bed. I gave him one of my half 
empty bottles. When I turned round to face him, I found him looking down at 
my body with a kind of distant dreamy expression. He looked up, startled, 
and caught it when I threw it for him.

"Thanks" he said, and smiled at me.

I followed him out of the room and went into the bathroom. I could see his 
smooth legs because of his baggy shorts. I couldn't help thinking that maybe 
there is a God out there... He went into his dorm, and re-appeared in the 
bathroom just as I was lowering myself into my tub. He looked in with just a 
skimpy towel around him. I swear he must have seen my dick, which hadn't 
subsided yet. His jaw dropped as he stepped in.

"M..m..mind if I have a shower?" he said nervously. He was looking at me, 
and I could tell he was trying to conceal a boner.

"Sure." I tried to play it cool, but I couldn't help getting excited. 
Thankfully we don't have any of those  partitions, so I got a good view of 
his cute body as he hung up his towel and turned on the shower. His entire 
body was hairless (except for a neatly trimmed patch of dark hair around his 
cock) and tanned just right - not too pale and not burnt red like some guys 
I know.

I watched him wait for the water warm up, touching it with his hand every 
now and then. Thank god the plumbing is so slow there, because as waited a 
good thirty seconds for the flow to get hot, I noticed him glance over at me 
a few times. I was there, ready to make eye contact each time.

He stepped under the shower, and I watched as the water flowed all over his 
body; through his hair, down his back and then down his legs. I surveyed 
every inch of his body, and began to stroke my cock under the water out of 
Nathan's side. He kept his back to me the whole time, glancing over his 
shoulder at me every so often. I imagined kssing him, and running my hands 
all over his body. I began to get excited. Then he reached out to the 
shampoo, and began to lather up all over his body. For the first time he 
turned towards me, and I saw his erect cock standing proud - it must have 
been a good seven inches. His pubes were short and confined to a small area 
around his cock. I dreamed of diving into them, and smelling his body. He 
soaped up every part of his body, and ran his hands over everything. He bent 
forward slightly to do his legs, and while he was doing this, he looked over 
towards me. Our eyes met, and he smiled. While we watched each other, he 
began to lather his cock, and rubbed it up and down. He couldn't see it, but 
I was stroking my own tool beneath the water.

"I can't quite reach the small of my back... do you think you could...?" he 
asked me, smiling. I couldn't help being seduced. I climbed out of my bath, 
and let my cock stand proud. His eyes widened, and I walked over to him. A 
took some shampoo from the bottle and began to rub it into his back. I held 
him close, face to face with me.

"Here?" I asked him.

"Just a little lower." he replied, smiling. He was a little shorter than me, 
so he looked up into my eyes with a nervous sort of submission. We were just 
close enough for our cocks to touch briefly, while the whole time the water 
streamed over us.

"A bit lower..." said Nathan, smiling at me. He began to run his hand over 
my chest. My fingers back to rub near the top of his arse, which was pert 
and smooth.

"Lower..." said Nathan. He was begin to breathe deeply. My hand darted 
between his cheeks and he shuddered. I wrapped my other hand around him and 
as I slipped a finger deeper, I wrapped my lips around his. I let his tongue 
into my mouth, and we explored each others mouths. He began to touch me all 
over, and rubbed more shampoo into my body, creating more lather. I pushed 
him up against the cold tile wall, and again he shuddered but kept his lips 
firmly against mine. We kissed for several minutes, while I playfully 
fingered his tight arse crack and while he wrapped around his hands behind 
my bank and pumped me against him. Then I began to kiss him all over his 
neck and shoulders, and then up to his ears. I sucked him ear lobe in turn, 
and bit them gently. He began to moan with pleasure, and played with my 
nipples. I wrapped my arms around him, and began to rub my cock against his. 
We were both virgins, playing for the first time.

I pulled away from Nathan and knelt down in front of him. I looked up at him 
leaning back against the wall looking down at me. I began to lick his shaft 
up and down, and then all around his balls and his arse crack. First I took 
each one of his balls into my mouth, one at a time, just so I could taste 
him. Then I moved up, but I lingered on his head though, and teased him by 
sucking just his helmet. He began to groan and held onto the shower pipes 
for stability. When I was sure that he been teased enough, I took as much as 
I could of his beautiful penis into his mouth and began to suck him. His 
cock was perfect, and and examined him orally for the best part of ten 
minutes, making him shudder all the more by slipping a finger into his arse 
just to keep him on his toes. All the time the hot water was streaming over 
us, and he was breathing deeply, moaning every so often. I let my tongue 
play over his pisshole until I could feel his hand on my shoulder begin to 
tighten. Just before he came, I took his cock out my mouth, stood up and 
kissed him. I finished by wanking both our pricks with one hand. He soon 
came, spurting cum right up onto our chins while we kissed! He must have 
been saving himself for someone special if he could shoot that far. His 
spunk dripped down our chests. Before the water washed it away I licked it 
off his chest and his nipples, enjoying someone elses nutty flavour for the 
first time.

He turned off the shower but we carried on kissing and touching each other 
all over. When he began to shudder with cold, I took aside and we dried off 
together in silence, never looking away from each others eyes. To me, his is 
still one of the most beautiful guys I know.

When we were dry, I led him back into my dorm, where we cuddled up together 
on my bed. He lay between my legs with his back to me, and I kissed the back 
of his neck and shoulders. I took each of his hands in mine, and began to 
wank him, wrapping our hands around his cock together. As we both pumped his 
tool, he turned his head and we kissed again, but this time even deeper and 
for even longer. It wasn't until I could feel his muscles beginning to tense 
and his hips begin to rise that he came. He spurted his juice all over his 
chest and stomach. I rubbed it into his chest and his six pack, and let him 
suck my fingers dry.

"You're so beatutiful" I whispered into his ear, to which he smiled and 
said:

"You too."

That was the first of many such Sunday afternoons.


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