Date: Thu, 27 Aug 2009 15:47:03 +0100
From: Gary Cutter <gcutter66@gmail.com>
Subject: A PIECE OF CAKE - 24B

WARNING: This story is homoerotic in content. This means that it may and
probably will involve male on male sex of various ages.  Also note that my
characters do not wear condoms and that is because they are FICTIONAL.

ALL MY CHARACTERS, PLACES AND SITUATIONS ARE FICTIONAL AND THE EVENTS
PORTRAYED TAKE PLACE ON PLANET CUTTER. ANY RESEMBLENCE TO REAL PEOPLE,
PLACES, ETC. ETC. IS TOTALLY COINCIDENTAL. The author recommends 'safe' sex
in real life. You must be above the Age of Consent in your particular
geopolitical area to read this sort of stuff and you should NEVER allow
minors access but you knew that.

I normally prefer to write in First Person (frowned on by the more
technical authors) but I write as I like. I do like to try and approach the
tale from the boys point of view... get into their tiny minds but you must
realise if they sound a bit smartarse and over world weary at times that is
me coming through. If they sound as thick as a plank...  that's them.

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A PIECE OF CAKE



24C - The Relief Master
           (Told by Richard Lodge)



by



G. Cutter



I was awake early probably due to Jimbo wriggling and squirming against me
awakening me from my beauty sleep. We made sweet love to the sound of the
birds and waking up noises from the school around us, well it was more of a
frantic fuck than lovemaking but it satisfied us both. I had the feeling I
would have stacks of time to get to know Jimbo better and enjoy his eager
young body in the weeks ahead. He freely admitted he liked being fucked and
fucking at least once a day and any of the lesser pleasures as they
occured. What he was trying to say was that he was basically a sex maniac
and he'd found very fertile ground with the current crop of 'lodgers' as
the boys who stayed on over any holiday were called.

He told me there were already boys who would be staying over the Christmas
although a much smaller group, then again it was only a four week
holiday. It crossed my mind to put my name down for the task of minding the
lads as I had no family obligations and I was quite sure the other masters
wouldn't be too keen.

'Right, I'll see you at breakfast and then the gym afterwards,' he stood at
the door with the soiled and sweaty sheets in his arms.

'Yes. Thank you for a very interesting night, Jimbo.'

'Lots more to come,' he giggled and left. I got dressed up for the event,
white trainers, white shorts and a blue Uni singlet with prominent logo. I
looked quite the part and I patted the whistle in my pocket... I was ready.

Breakfast was crap and mainly eaten in silence. It seemed that my fellow
masters weren't morning people at all, I did wonder how many of them might
entertain boys in their rooms but no one gave any indications of that sort
of thing not that they would.

By nine thirty I was waiting in the gym and the boys started to trickle
in. It was a good showing, Josh and Scipio from the Sixth, Jimbo, the Thai
kid and a mate from the fourth who I believe was called Dominic. Brian
Stanson was accompanied by the two blond brothers from the Pavilion
yesterday plus the ginger boy and a further two smaller fair haired boys
who I presumed were the eleven year olds. A spread of ages and I had to
select tasks or functions that didn't wear out the little ones, a good
collection all the same. Eleven out of seventeen or whatever not a bad
score. Now all I had to do was keep them interested.

I introduced myself, got their names and away we went but first a short
speech.

'OK lads, listen up. This is to keep you in trim not to wear you out so
we'll break at ten thirty and then at eleven thirty we'll move into the
sauna. Much healthier than plunging straight into a melee in the swimming
pool.' That seemed to raise an interest and I got them jogging around the
quite large gym.

'Just loose jogging, nice and easy... let your bodies loosen up, it's not a
race.' As they ran around the perimiter I sussed them out, some were
clearly sporty and ran on the balls of their feet others just shambled
around flat footed, not much change there. From there I took them onto some
rather strenuous wall bar work and then onto some handball trying to split
them into roughly equal teams. After a short break I had them rope climbing
and then got them to rig up an obstacle course with the mats and horses and
anything else that came to hand. It was a bit rough and ready but got them
sweaty and gave me some idea of what to go for in future... maybe half in
the gym and half in the open air out on the field. The sauna was the
adventure and from some sly remarks and nervous giggles I guess that went
for them as well.

'OK. lads... that's it ,before the sauna any suggestions for tomorrow?'
Various ideas were put up which at least showed that they were interested
and I put forward my half inside and half outside idea which went down
well. We were off and running. I sent them off to get their towels and
report back to me poolside where Howard was flopped out in a deckchair
surveying what I assumed were ginger's four pals from the Third Form, all
dark skinned gypsy types. Very unusual, I'd heard of black sheep in a
family but never a ginger sheep in a black family as Simon appeared to
be. It was clearly coincidental but very odd all the same..

They all mustered and I led them in and took great pleasure in what was
supposed to be the rest area watching them strip off and then rather
nervously split for either the steam room, the showers or the pool. It was
all a bit subdued but soon got livlier and the screaming and shouting
started just the way it was supposed to be. I got to see Josh, the Head Boy
naked for the first time and also my boy for the night, Brian Stanson. Both
dreams to cream by but they all were, not a fugly in site, even the
diminutive eleven year olds raised a flicker although I managed to keep it
under control.

I was having a nice soapy shower after my first bout of steam when Jimbo
appeared.

'Gotta message, Boss, or an invitation.'

Really,' I blatantly ogled his slick and shiny body standing in the
doorway.

'Yeah,' his voice dropped. 'Josh and Scipio will be over the Pavilion after
lunch if you and I wish to meet up with them.'

'This your fixing, Jimbo,' I kept my voice low as well.

'No, Josh's idea... just the four of us.'

'You want to?'

'Hell. Yes,' he grinned. 'Me and three biggies.'

'OK, tell them it's an affirmative,' I laughed.

So much for the afternoon nap but the morning wasn't quite over yet as I
went back into the steam room I got stuck in the small lobby with Jimbo's
form mates the Thai lad and Dominic his English pal. There was a bit of a
squeeze and I felt my privates fondled by one of them. I was a bit taken
aback to be honest, it wasn't as if a sauna full of boys was the most
private of places but even so a blatant grope was a bit over the top. The
annoying thing was, with the bad lighting and the smallness of the lobby I
wasn't quite sure which one it was. A mystery for my batboy to sort out.

We all managed to make it for lunch and I even got congratulations from a
couple of the masters for managing to wear the boys out. Thomas who I now
called Peter was particularly pleased that I'd managed to get the kids
using the saua, apparently it was a pet project of his and they intended to
use it class by class in the new term or 'stretch' as they liked to call
it.

'It might keep the blackheads at bay,' he confided with a snigger.

'It won't do them any hard that's for sure,' I tactfully answered.

'You seem to be getting on well with the lads. The Fraser boy is a good
batboy?'

'Excellent.'

'Good. Work him hard for the week, he did volunteer after all.'

'I shall,' I promised. I suppose acting as my supplier for the afternoon
could be classed as work.

After lunch I walked outside to enjoy the sum, I had turned down an offer
to visit the local pub. I did explain to the others that I wasn't a drinker
and a couple in the evening were suficient for my needs, I didn't want to
make them feel guilty neither did I want to appear a prig. The sun was nice
and it was quieter than normal, I suspect a few of my activities class were
taking a nap but others weren't. Jimbo sat alongside me and furtively
looked around. 'Josh turned the heating on earlier, he said the water will
be nice and warmed up in half an hour.'

'Good,' I parted his bare knee. I didn't know what was up with me, there
must be a curse or a charm on this place, I was walking around with a
hardon all the time and it was a damn good job I was wearing a jock strap
under my shorts to contain myself. Not so with Jimbo, his thick cock was
clearly visible bulking the front of his sports shorts. He probably had
boxers on under which only partially contain erections. My boy was hot but
then again, he was always hot. and he had absolutely no shame at
all. 'Shall we take a stroll onto the pitches, I want to check out the
cricket square.'

'I want to check out the cricket Pavilion,' Jimbo smirked.

We wandered around the cricket pitches and I watched points, groundsmanship
was one of my PE nodules so the more I learned the better but the lure of
the pavilion was too much and Jimbo was getting impatient. The side door
was unlocked and Jimbo locked it behind us. I could hear splashing and the
sound of voices so our 'dates' were at home. On entering the pool area I
was greeted by the sight of two wet and very naked sixteen year olds
splashing around and looking at us as we entered. Josh with his scruffy
fair hair plastered to his skull and Scipio with his black hair similarly
flattened were a sight for sore eyes. Jimbo didn't hang around, without a
word he stripped off and jumped in pecker bouncing and fully erect. He
immediately got into a tussle with Scipio and seconds later they were mouth
to mouth. I looked at Josh and smiled, he grinned back, it seemed
partnerships had already formed. Never mind, I'd tasted Scipio already and
he was sleeping over on the Wednesday night.

I stripped and slipped into the water chuckling as Josh's firm young body
pressed against mine in the warm water. He was fully erect already as I was
and we held each other tightly moving against each other and getting our
first feel of each other's bottoms.

'I knew when you arrived you were a goer,' he murmured as he munched at my
neck.

'Gaydar?'

'Something like that,' he allowed my stiffness to slip between his legs and
clamped on it as I backed him to the side and moved to and fro. I glanced
over and Jimbo and Scipio were climbing from the water and disappeared
through a side door.  'Boiler Room,' Josh explained. 'Jimbo keeps a foam
mattress thingy in there for his pals.'

'God, he gets himself around,' I marvelled.

'He does,' Josh laughed. 'We have a couple of makeshift beds in the loft if
you're interested.'

'Very.' I pulled his bum cheeks apart allowing my fingers to slip in and
probe at his ring. He held me tighter and moaned as one of my fingers
broached his portal. I felt his cock get even harder as it nestled between
our bellies. 'You need a fuck... and so do I,' I whispered.

'Thats for sure,' he clamped on my finger up his bum and his legs squeezed
my organ as I fucked between his legs. 'Now?'

'Now,' I agreed and he laughed pulling free.

'Come on then.'

We climbed from the sunken bath and he took me into the toilet section
where there was a set of steps leading to a small door at the top. As he
led the way I got a perfect view of his two fleshy white mounds in front of
me with the inviting crack dividing them. Hard? I was so hard I was almost
popping and that was with all that had gone before. I reckoned I needed to
get on a diet of eggs, mild and bloody oysters if I wanted to keep up with
this load of sex mad Muppets.

We squeezed by a pair of huge water tanks and lo and behold, there was
another scruffy bed made up with the usual foam mattress. I found out much
later that the school had decided to replace all the mattresses in the
school and when the lorry delivered them at least twenty went missing which
accounted for them turning up in odd spots. Very handy I must admit. Josh
lay down with a smile and I lay with him. First off a long breathless
tongue on tongue until we were red faced and panting and then I started off
on his smooth young muscular body. Nipples, sternum, belly and navel and
then the prize, his spunk oozing youthful cock straining upwards in
anticipation of my mouth. It tasted nice, he tasted nice and he, like all
the others, wasn't shy. He immediately crawled around so that we were sixty
nining and set to like a full member of the Rent Boys Association. He was
good, not as good as Jimbo who was an expert but he was a young man and I
wanted to pin his fine arse and make him feel me. He, like the other Sixers
was a youth amongst boys, he needed a mansized cock up his jacksie and he
was going to get it.

We sucked at each other and I enjoyed him, he had a sturdy cock and was as
hard as steel. As I ran my lips up and down his pale skinned shaft I gently
stroked and played with his scrotum until I felt it begin to harden and
tighten up, he was approaching his climax but I beat him to it. Holding his
hair I withdrew until he was just sucking my bloated glans and let fly. He
choked and gagged but manfully swallowed my all squeezing me dry and lapped
up every last trickle from my gaping pee slit... then he started on his end
game.

He seemed to slow down but his slippery shaft was going right down and his
swollen knob was in my gullet when he withdrew and I felt him throb and
jerk in my mouth. I was munching and swallowing what appeared to be a
bucketload of his fruity youth cum. He seemed to go on forever and by the
time I got back up alongside we were both shattered. The air was thick with
the smell of man and youth seed and we grinned at each other as happy as
pigs in the proverbial. 'Now I need to build the strength for a fuck,' he
whispered and cuddled in tight.

'Relax, we have all afternoon... you can always come around on a
sleepover,' I suggested hopefully.

'Saturday or Sunday,' he stretched out like a big cat. 'To many little boys
for you Mr Lodge, you need a man.'

'Pride comes before a good rumping,' I mangled the quotation to suit.

'You're good,' he admitted bringing a little glow but then again he
probably knew all about flattering one's suitor, he was no dummy. He and
Jimbo seemed to have the 'lodgers' tied up as tight as cats in a sack. God,
the mind went into boggle mode. I had Brian Stanson for the night and here
I was planning on fucking for the rest of the afternoon, I must be mad.

'I hear they may be looking for a relief over the Christmas holidays,' I
ventured doing a little fishing. If anyone was up on the gossip it should
be Josh, he was the Acting Head Boy after all.

'Quite possibly, it wont be easy for the Head to get volunteers. Mind you
we don't know how many boys will be staying over.'

'Mmmm... I'm available. I hate family Christmases and usually dodge my
lot.'

'There you go,' he grinned. 'Keep on the right side of the Bursar and you
could be a front runner,' he looked at me slyly. 'With your own little boy
harem.'

'Bears thinking about,' I murmured and turned inwards. His meaty cock
hadn't really shrunk since the blow but it was now filling out again as he
flexed his abs trying to make it jump. 'Don't try too hard,' I bent over
and gave it another lick tasting it's dry cum and it's heat... a bit of
poetic licence there, you can't really taste heat but you get the image. I
lay my cheek on his belly and took just the spongy head into my mouth
lubricating and gently sucking.

'Gonna fuckyou so hard,' he threatened and pushed my head down.

'I love a domineering child.' I gently bit just under his glans bringing a
groan of protest and then he was slowly fucking into my mouth again and
getting harder. great stuff.

'Aaaah,' he yawned and thrust deep in to my mouth. 'I've got an urge to
fuck a schoolmaster.'

'Bold little bastard,' I grinned and rolled free. 'Come on then we'll play
a game...' I'd got his interest. 'You can be the mad, bad rapist and then
I'll be the loving, lusty lover.'

'I thought history was your thing not English,' he laughed. 'Submit you
bitch...' he crawled on top of me and I quite willingly raised my knees to
my chest. He didn't mess around,' he smeared his cock's head with sailiva
and ran it up and down my divided applying dribbles of spit with and
expertise which demonstrated practice. When the join of glans and pucker
were drenched in spit he gently pushed and sank half his meaty cock in me
in one hard thrust.

'Jeez, Josh,' I bucked but he was firmly in me and grinned down at me.

'You wanted rapist and here I am,' he snarled mockingly and shoved in even
harder but it was getting me going, I was as hard as a rock again but he
was on the move. It was jerky at first as it always is with spit but he
built up into a smooth and slippery in and out rubbing against my prostate
and plumbing my depths mercilessly. I could feel his light brown pubics
mash against me as he seated himself in deeply and kissed me on the
nose. 'OK, bitch?'

'You talk too much,' I clamped on his cock and squeezed his sturdy buttocks
binding him in even closer and he started to move for real this time. He
was moving hard and deeply inside me when I sensed or heard movement.

'Dirty boys.' It was Scipio with Jimbo hovering to his side with a big grin
on his face. This could have been embarassing but strangely enough it
wasn't. They sat either side of us and watched with interest as Josh fucked
me to a standstill and erupted in my gut. Jeez, he'd just had a blow and
now he was cuming again and I mean a proper cum not a trickle. The other
two must have been plotting and planning as Jimbo hopped up and got behind
Josh immediately pronging him and thrusting him down deeper inside me and
his spunky mess. Josh groaned but stayed in me and relatively still as
Jimbo started to fuck like a battery driven rabbit (Duracell ad reference
there for Brit readers). Scipio lay at right angles to me and kissed me but
then started to crawl over me until his dark brown cock was slipping and
sliding against my face.

It was all too much for a white woman, I surrendered and took the Italian
boy into my mouth as Josh (still hard by the way) moved inside me jolted by
Jimbo's enthusiastic thrustings. In the end Jimbo wailed like an animal and
slid free with a grunt of satisfaction. At the same time Scipio slipped
free leaving me lazily kissing Josh who looked shattered but it wasn't over
for either of us yet. My hardness was stuck to my belly with slippery
precum but I rolled free and roughly shoved him onto his belly.

He protested that he'd just been fucked by Jimbo but I showed no mercy, I
parted his legs and drove straight into his puffy and tenderised ring with
one almighty thrust sinking to the hilt in one steady thrust. He cried out
but I was away, it wasn't until Scipio moved in behind me that I realised
what he'd been saving himself for. His fat brown cock speared into me
driving me deeper into Josh and we were away in a sweaty and frantic
threesome.

Jim lay alongside and closed his eyes. 'Good here, innit?' He grinned at
the ceiling and started to work on his flaccid penis. It was going to be a
long afternoon.


			     To be continued.


Maybe young George's take on things next time around. Following this one:
DISTANT COUSINS which should finish up in the High School section.

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