Date: Mon, 07 Aug 2006 12:29:04 +0100 From: Ray Cherrie <chermo@hotmail.co.uk> Subject: Looking back/High School/5 / D Day . D DAY The next weeks of the holiday were dominated worldwide and at home in Edinburgh with Neil Armstrong landing on the moon which I sat up and watched at my Grans things were easier there than at home. Ken and I , after sharing that night were closer than ever, though we hadn't repeated the jerking session. I had tried to find Katie but on the two times I had gone to the address she gave me there was no-one at home I hung around with my mates and we had a bit of excitement as a group of Dutch kids came on a town twinning exchange. Foreign travel was a novelty in those days and the appearance of a group of teenagers from a liberal part of the world was exciting and exotic. We were desperate to get into their pants , though I don't think anyone really managed to get all the way. The closest was a strip poker night which saw most of us down to our pants and the anticipation level high, but was interrupted by the arrival of the hosts older sister. On the final night though my luck changed . I was keen on a Dutch girl Bridgett who was tanned blond and always wore tight tops showing the curvature of her breasts. Bridgett was staying with Angela Lamb who lived near me and one of the Dutch boys Jan who was blond long-haired and had the most gorgeous long dick which hung perfectly in his sagging balls thin and neat brown pubes - I had been looking when we went swimming – was after Angela . We had been at a few parties and got tongues and feels but no further than that This night was to be our last chance. We went to Angela's house in the early afternoon. We were all meeting up as there later was a final party for them at the Church Hall later that night. We had a few beers and started snogging getting quite heavy . Jens and Angela went through the room ,leaving Bridgett and me on the couch - "Do you think they are doing it " she asked. . "Let's go and see I laughed ". We crept through and looked through the keyhole. I could see Jan lying on the bed pants down and Angela bending over him with her tits showing giving him a blow job. Her nose stuck in his perfect pubes. Bridgett pushed me off to get a better look and we fell in the door. Angela pulled off and looked at us covering her tits. Jan just lay there his four inch dick pointed up. She began to laugh " Thank fuck it's you. I thought it was my dad Fuck off you two and make your own fun " Bridgett pulled me away, and started to snog me again. What we had just witnessed made us hornier than ever. I started to feel her up again. She was happy with me touching her breasts but when I tried for a feel lower she pulled away "No down there" "OK" I said disappointed. I was really hard and she squeezed me . " It feels big" she commented. Opportunity knocks - "You can see if you want " I said I took off my jeans and pants and she said " Hey it's bigger than his" Actually it was probably about the same size but a little thicker . Maybe he had more pubes. "You want to play with it" I asked in hope . She pushed me back onto the couch and put her lips round my piss slit and gave me my first blow job. She pulled out when I started to cum and I spurted all over my chest. I went to the kitchen to get a cloth to clean myself. She came with me. " I like , it was good" . Jens and Angela came in just as I was pulling up my pants and noticed the marks which were still there since my beating . They laughed mercilessly and gave me some slaps. I tried to put Jan over me knee but he wasn't having it. The fun ended with the doorbell ringing it was another group and we went out to the party which was an anti-climax after what had just happened.. I'd got through the two weeks and well kept away from dad, though I did visit his wallet a couple of times to keep me in funds. Grateful little shit wasn't I? It was a Thursday morning when the knock came on the door and it was the police with a court summons . Shit I was being charged after all and had to be in Arbroath Sheriff Court at the end of the next week Dad `s only comment was good and he hoped I'd get taught a lesson and there was no way he was taking a day off work to be embarrassed by me. Mum bought the train tickets and up we went me in my school uniform , a good sign during the holidays that you were going to juvenile court. Not much was said on the journey , nor when we got to court and met the appointed lawyer. He was young and told us that as I was pleading guilty anyway I'd get a fine or probation. "Just be apologetic and look remorseful and don't argue back". Mum said , "Don't think we will be paying any fine. It will come out your pocket money and you will have to get a job. " As we were going through she looked at me and whispered "Good Luck" We entered the court which was an adult court and I took a seat at the front - juveniles didn't go into the dock. There were several police in attendance including those who had interviewed me . The judge sat without a wig and the charge was read by the baillff. I pleaded guilty. Then the lawyer ran through the events of the day and presented signed statements from Cornfoot and the police. I was asked if I had anything to add. I just said pathetically as I could manage, " I am sorry .I didn't think" . The judge who had looked bored throughout was old bald and with pointed ugly face. Probably wanting to get to the pub was my first thought. Suddenly though he looked up and said sharply with a rasping voice "Sorry , or sorry you were caught out young man" ." "Sorry for doing it sir. I was just having fun and helping a mate I didn't think and realise what I was doing" I said as pathetically as I could. " Young man that's exactly what you did do , think it out. It was not just one solitary act you carried out the deception twice and had plenty of time to think about it. Nor did you admit your guilt right away, if you could have squirmed your way out of this you would have. You certainly did realise what you were doing, I have no doubt of that whatsoever. I have checked background reports on you and you have an extraordinarily poor school disciplinary record, (I bowed my head - a typical old farts lecture) .Although this is your first time in court you are well known to the local police and also have a formal caution on record for theft. What you did was reckless and dangerous to society. You care nothing for rules , only what you call having a laugh , usually at someone else's expense. I believe that you are destined to a life of crime unless there is an immediate remedy and I believe this cause and the needs of society will be best served by imposing a custodial sentence of 12 months in a Young Offenders Institution. Take him away." I stood motionless - I was stunned and really could not believe what I had just heard. I lost it and shouted "No way ... You can't" The judge banged his gavel "One more word boy and we make it 15 months. This outburst shows that you have no respect and need to learn discipline" The policeman man grabbed me by the arms and pulled me downstairs to a guarded holding area. I waited there holding back the tears trying to take in what had happened to me. Mum was brought in , she was in tears but said it might be for the best and left, leaving a bag of things which she had obviously packed in anticipation that I would not be coming home that night. Another kid was brought in , Gavin Whike ,. also in shirt and tie, looking equally shocked . We sat at opposite corners, saying little to each other , until we were taken into a van Falkirk was to be our destination and home for the next few months A NEW LIFE Not much was said on the journey . We both stared out of the window looking at the unspectacular countryside thinking of what was lying in store, still in a state of disbelief. Whikey was 15 , had ginger hair with the start of sideburns obvious. It turned out he was in for housebreaking, 12 months as well. We drew up to the facility and the gates were opened. I didn't know what to expect. Other than what I had learned from Griff and the guys when chatting, I had no idea. I had pictured cells and chains , too much TV. As the gates opened the first thing I saw was a football pitch with guys playing which cheered me up and just a whole lot of huts like the old army camp I stayed in when at Primary School. We were taken to the Chief's office where we were told to stand to attention. The Warden, Mr Wallace, came in , a tall man, 6 foot plus and big, he towered over us , sat down and looked at our files. "What have we got here Cherrie and Whike,. Who is who? Quite a duo aren't you." He looked at Whikey - " First time here but looking at your file I can't understand why. You are a thief and a vandal and I don't like either. Maybe had you been here earlier you would have learned how to conduct yourself by now". He turned to me. "Another smart arse here, I see you are a thief as well and obviously think you are clever. Well try any of your cleverness here my man and you will suffer." He brought out a thick leather strap onto his desk . You will feel this for anything you do wrong during your stay here and if you try to run away or help anyone else ( peering at me) you will feel this on your back - he pulled out a birch . I shuddered thinking of the mess that would have made on Griff's back. After the lecture we were taken to reception area where we were told to strip off . I cast a look at Whikey and he had the thickest dong I'd ever seen and a trail leading up to his belly button. We showered and were handed our uniform of blue jeans, blue shirt, white vest and worse of all longish underpants which immediately made my crotch itch. Next step was the barber who shaved our hair down to a crew cut without any concession to style but at least everyone was the same I suppose. " Keep yourselves clean at all times or you will be punished. If you think you are man enough to need to shave then we expect you to do so". Well I could ignore that bit of advice.. A guard came in and took me away down a corridor across the yard and into a hut.which was the block I would be staying in and pointed to a bed in the middle of a block of eight . "This is Grant, he is the trustee in this block he'll fill you in on what is required. Don't mess with us son and your time here will go OK. Mess with us and you won't win" He shut the door and left. "Fucking wanker" was the comment from Grant when the door closed.. I looked around. Not what I expected , it was an old army hut like school camp had been. On either side there were four beds and a small wooden chest in between each. There was a big cupboard at the end of the room and a few big bins. The walls were plain with no pictures or decoration. Grant, a six footer with the start of a moustache on his upper lip, came across . "So what's the story with you?". I told him. His scowl left and he shook me by the hand - clearly what I had done for Griff met with his approval. "I'm John Grant Johnno usually . I'm in charge here - make sure you remember that. Make the best of it its generally fine we'll fill you in I what you can and can't get away with and who you can trust and can't. By the way though I'm a trustee, that's just a cushy position and lets me get some extras and keep one step ahead of the screws like Johnson there. He's a pushover but there are a few you need to keep clear off like Wallace". " Yeh he seemed to be a fearsome bastard".I said. "You better believe it he is. Did he show you the lash and the birch?" he asked. "Sure did" I replied "Well trust me he knows how to use them both. Puds come here, " he shouted to a boy hanging outside the hut, " and show Mondo your back." Puds, a fattish guy who looked very young , actually he was almost 14,lifted up his shirt and lowered his shorts and I saw horrific wealds . Johnno continued, " Puds didn't come back after home leave last month and that's what he got. That's what your mates would have got after your little con episode." I shuddered at the thought of that. "I'll show you what's what then you can meet the other fuckers. " We walked through the door at the end of the bed line. Toilet area, showers and sinks. "We do our washing here on a Saturday as well. That door leads to another section of beds we share this area with them. We walked out of the hut and across a yard. We get a lot of time in here. Some hard PT and some time to play on our own. You look pretty fit so you'll be fine." Another hut - "That's the eating hall. Food's pretty crap but there's enough of it. That's the recreation room - there's a TV. Table tennis table, games table and a radio. We have a trannie in our section but its only allowed on until ten at night. Bed times 1030 and lights out. Wake up at 0630 showers, tidy area for inspection after breakfast. If it isn't right we lose privileges of using TV and trannie so get your act together. . During the week there are classes until three – the teachers suck in the main . Sports and physical training are after when we get free time until bed. Weekends much the same though we get more time to ourselves as no classes and on Sunday we all dress up and go to church . No excuses no way out. It's meant to make us better I think!!!!" I wasn't saying much taking it all in. It didn't seem that bad except for the 0630 rise that was a real bummer. "What are you in for Johnno" I asked. "Cars I love them" , he laughed, "got six months left. Most of the guys in our section are in for shoplifting or housebreaking. Puds who you saw earlier is in for using a knife on a guy – he's been here for two years and would have been out next month had he not been fucking stupid . There's one or two I'll point out to you to keep away from but most of the rest of the group are sound." A bell rang around the yard, Johnno answered my unspoken question - "That's a roll call we need to go back to our own hut and stand by our beds." We walked back and the room was filling with the others all of whom gave me a good look very when they entered. "Guys" said Johnno "this is Mondo . He's ok .He's got 12 ,months for pulling a scam that let his mate out of Campsie in Arbroath to shag his chick. You know Puds already. The others are Nelly , Jeff, Crofty, Lewy, and Snowbs. You'll get to know them soon they're all pretty good though watch out for our Lewy there he's a willy watcher" Lewy threw a pillow at home which was quickly replaced before the roll call took place. Nelly was 15 and looked older as he was tall, about 5 ft 10. He had dark hair was thin and muscled. Jeff was smaller than me but well built. He was fair and had blue eyes. Crofty looked about 13 he was actually the oldest there. He had the sticking out cheekbones that gave his face real definition. Lewy was my height , thin and with dark hair. Snowbs, also 14, who was a blond was the best looking by a long way. We chatted for a while before the supper call which was cocoa and bread and jam . Then the guys started to change for bed. PJ's were issued but only the bottoms were worn and the pants came off - you never wanted to be different so I followed . Nelly and Johnno had hairy arses the others were smooth as far as I could see. "One more thing Mondo no wanking unless it's a wanking night". Said Johnno "What the fucks a wanking night" - I fell for it - "A night on a day with a Y in it" he laughed back.