Date: Sun, 13 Dec 2009 16:25:33 +1100
From: The Pin <lawrencebradman@gmail.com>
Subject: Green Eyes Softly Part 2

Well, this truly had been a nine day wonder, accepting things as a fait
accompli I was now uncertain as to what I should do.  What I'd considered a
flash in the pan, a one-off and very brief episode could have deeper
implications, but should I let it?  Interestingly, as things turned out, it
wasn't up to me for I'd overlooked the fact that there was of course
another party involved here.  Yes, it seemed everywhere I looked there was
that unmistakable streak of flame and sparkle of green eyes, I don't think
he was following me around...perhaps it was just that I had entered a
heightened sense of awareness where the boy was concerned, maybe, just
maybe I was imagining things and then..... seated on a low wall overlooking
the squash courts, images of creamy skin, smooth flanks and a jutting
erection crept up on me - suddenly I wasn't alone.  Self conscious, eyes
anxiously watching for a reaction he stood in front of me as he began....

"I don't want you to be cross but is it ok if we talk to each other?  You
see I'm not sure what I should do, I don't want to be a nuisance but - I
want to, to do something for you"

He was now bright red,

"I'm not even good at talking about these things, but you see the others
have been talking to ME...and they are starting to think...that perhaps...I
was, well, that nothing....sort of really happened and that you didn't, you
don't...like me as..oh I don't know...you haven't shown any interest in me
since, since...can I come up and sit with you?" miserably

Not sure what to say I patted the wall and up he hopped, once there he
turned to glance up, luscious red lips oh so full and generous now quivered
as suddenly grasping my hand he pressed it between his legs

"There, feel me, look what's happening, that's because it's you touching me
there......I'm doing it because it's you, no one else is allowed....please
will you just show them that you, like me, a little bit....?"

This would never do, I'd totally ignored the boy's needs, amazingly it
seemed, he wanted to be MY boy and sought some public declaration to that
effect....and I could see why for if our relationship were in
question...then the poor little fellow would be open to all sorts of
harassment - again. So, making a decision I briefly squeezed his erect
penis and with a "Come with me" departed back to the House.  Casually I
gave him instructions and off he wandered to the junior common room where
bending over the main table and pretending to read some article I "found"
him.  Sauntering up behind and placing a proprietorial hand on the pert
buttocks

"Are you coming?"

I asked as eagerly and in full view of all he trotted after me out of the
door, I could sense the excited whispers behind my back.  Once outside and
in the gloomy passage way he began

"Oh thanks so much, now they'll think, I mean you didn't have to do that
really but it WAS nice too...."

then softly

"I really enjoyed it - what you did in there, and, and, you know - I'm
still hard...you could leave me, you - don't have to do any more for
me...but I don't want you to pretend and if you would like to take me
somewhere perhaps you could ...sort of show me things...I don't really know
anything you see"

here I could tell he'd be blushing red to the roots of his pretty hair.

Furiously I thought to myself, why not, the boy was a sensational catch in
anyone's book, he was plain gorgeous and, I was beginning to realise,
affectionate and above all a thoroughly nice kid. So making my decision I
asked him to follow - the upper bedrooms were of course out of bounds
during the day but as a prefect I had the responsibility to inspect
cleaning arrangements and the like - here I would be commandeering a junior
to "assist" with any menial stuff.. then toward the end of the corridor and
selecting a door at random, ushered him in.  Unbidden he perched on the bed
and for the first time I heard his throaty giggle, again he blushed
prettily and glancing sideways under lowered lashes

"Shall I take my clothes off now or - do you want to do that?"

Obviously he HAD been talking with the other youngsters, most would know
the ropes well and truly and be well aware of the fact that seniors derived
considerable enjoyment from undressing their partners, I was no different
so reaching out I took both his hands in mine and drawing him upright,
began the delicious task of stripping him naked.  Now I had him exposed
from the waist down, wanting to savour the sight (A half naked boy is
sensationally erotic after all) I sat and watched as he performed little
pirouettes, swayed hips with buttocks outthrust, then arched backward hip
thrust forward his loins offered up for the taking.  Mesmerised I reached
for the proffered penis

"Yes, I've been hard for you all this time...." he whispered "Would you
like to, to, do it to me again - I can't get it out of my head and perhaps,
you could show me ... how to do things?"

"All in good time" I whispered, "I just want to enjoy you for
now....and...I haven't been able to get it out of my head either"

Radiant green eyes shining he giggled as I began to gently masturbate him,
meanwhile with my spare hand I began to thoroughly explore that delicious
little body, again I visited those long coltish legs, reluctantly leaving
them for the firm wonder of those succulent buttocks, one hand wasn't
enough and gently engaging his penis with my lips with both hands began to
fondle the swelling hills of love.  Now flushed pink all over and breath
coming in short gasps I heard him stutter

"Wow, oooh, yes, I'm feeling all sexy, so sexy, so randy, now I know what
it's like, mmmm, oh yes.......can I, can I see yours - please, I want to
see if I can....make it nice for you...too

Reluctantly relinquishing the boy I quickly stripped off - a nervous giggle
from him as with eyes wide he took in my excitement

"Wow, look what I've done....that's me caused that, isn't it....so you DO
like me, or you wouldn't be like this, do you, do you want to lie over
here?"

Smiling I tousled the silky haired red head and sank down beside him where
looking into his eyes I reached around to draw him to me.  Now I had him
pressed close, my penis against those lovely thighs, while my fingers began
to travel up from swelling buttocks between shoulder blades, to caress the
nape of his neck, and down again.  This I repeated as wonderingly his gaze
met mine.  Here was a boy whose very generous mouth had lips parted in
unconscious offering so seizing the chance slowly I lowered my head and
ever so carefully, pressed my mouth to his.  He hadn't a clue, the poor boy
at first tried to respond, but with clumsy struggles, patiently I showed
him, gradually he relaxed, his lips yielded, teeth unclenched as
languorously I began to tongue him and opening wide he kissed me back.  It
was so peaceful, the boy in my arms was responsive yet undemanding, he too
was content to share the languid pleasures provided by kissing and caresses
until pulling away for breath, head shyly buried in my chest

"You aren't just....having sex with me...are you?"

Giving a brief shiver of pleasure I replied

"I rather think it's what they call - making love..."

A long silence as I continued to stroke the little beauty's back, then he
too began to shiver in my arms as

"What am I going to do....I don't know anything about this, I didn't mean
it..it's my fault, all my fault, I'm so sorry - I never really had
cramp.....I was frightened, lonely...and all the other boys say they like
you, they say you're decent that you'd protect me.  When you stopped to
....look after me I was very frightened, I didn't know what it would be
like but then...what you did to me ... I saw things differently after that
and I'd never really LIKED any one before....and now, and now, I like you
much more and you seem to be liking me too"

Tears were streaming down the pretty cheeks, he'd told me what I'd already
half suspected (which was another reason for my previous reticence).
Instinct took over, drawing apart (He now began to panic), I smiled
reassuringly and grasped his penis as, looking him in the eyes I guided his
hand to mine.  Then lying opposite I began to gently masturbate him.  He
was incredibly clumsy to begin with and then I noticed him begin to follow
my lead, his action became less jerky, more fluid and eventually
exquisitely pleasurable - though much of the excitement derived from the
sight of those angelic features as frowning with concentration they sought
to impart pleasure.  For my part, from time to time I was obliged to
relinquish his penis for lying beside a naked boy of such stunning beauty I
was literally unable to keep hands to myself and as the realisation of this
sank in and he saw the fascination that his body held for me - he relaxed.
Now he became an active participant in my explorations for lifting a thigh
he would present access between, a long leg held daintily extended for my
caresses thrilled me, likewise with his buttocks, when my seeking fingers
grasped his tight cheeks and sought his entrance, an eager hand appeared to
help direct fingers.  Now back to basics he lay on his back gazing up at
me, beautifully sculpted, dazzlingly attractive - and erotic for at his
waist the rigid symbol of his arousal stood pressed against his belly, it
could have risen no higher! Hypnotised by the slim elegance of his erection
I turned and brought my head down to the tip, now poised I looked up at him
eyebrows raised enquiringly, gasping he got out

"Yes, oh yes please...."

at the same time a hand urgently grasped my own penis to draw me closer for
as my lips began their caress of the boy's straining member, so too did I
feel a warm dampness where soft fingers had fondled.  He hadn't a clue as
to what he was doing, all he could do was gamely follow my example, for my
part I revelled in taking the boy's elegant penis in my mouth, I swear red
heads have a taste of their own and now I lingeringly savoured what was on
offer, for this fabulous young creature was now mine, mine for sure...oh
yes, no doubt about that as I felt an urgent hand tugging at me....clumsy
he was as the slurping signified but enthusiasm made up for everything.  We
had reached the stage where ejaculation was imminent, his heaving and
gasping gave due notice...I was not too far off either and I didn't want
this inexperienced bed mate to be left with a mouthful as it were so, again
I broke away.  It was time to finish it so, seated on the side of the bed,
I swung him over to be perched on my lap where now laid back slightly with
my mouth pressed against his I concentrated on his penis, reaching down for
me he began to make little noises and as they progressively intensified -
the effect on me was incredibly erotic, the boy was now writhing and
bucking his hips, then back arched would shove his penis up into my
fingers, then the long shudders began.  Holding the precious warm bundle I
felt him convulsing as the moans grew louder, despite my mouth being
pressed to his. I couldn't care about the noise, his spare arm was now
thrown tight around my neck as with the other hand he sought my release
too, now it began for me, novel in its intensity, my novice lover had magic
in his fingers and where I was concerned, magic in his lips - and eyes too,
he was all beautiful lovely magic I thought as convulsively my fluid
released itself as offering to the boy.  He in turn was now subsiding,
spent, breathless, eyes tight shut beneath long lashed lids, flushed cheeks
and lips softly parted - what a sight and now, both arms were reaching
around my neck as burying face in my chest I heard it - that long, long
happy sigh and

"I can do lots of other things for you too, I've heard about them...I'm
feeling all nice inside and happy" a little snuggle and then "I think you
like doing it with me don't you?"

There was only one response, lifting his chin with my finger I pressed lips
to his in a lingering kiss, satisfied he quietly dressed, watching me
possessively then

"Will you ....come down with me, you don't have to but I want to be able to
say goodbye to you in front of the others..."

The boy's beauty was unnerving, how could one refuse him, even if I'd
wanted to I couldn't have so both intensely happy we descended the stairs,
there in the junior common room we parted but not before his avid peers had
witnessed me casually lean and kiss a cheek.  Looking round I saw my green
eyed angel gaze back adoringly - for yes, I suppose it is true to say that
he's "mine" ....and there I left him amid the excited buzz.