Date: Sat, 13 Dec 2008 16:07:32 -0800 (PST)
From: Ami <amias05@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brief Encounters - Chapters1-2

First the mandatory warnings and disclaimers - basically don't read this if
the naughty sexual exploits of young teenage schoolboys are not that
appealing to you.

The characters depicted are fictional and not intentionally based upon any
one person... although, if you do suddenly find yourself in the middle of
the story just think how lucky you are! This is ostensibly a work of
fiction, albeit with a few memories from my own school days plus some of
the many fantasies which I and my "best friends" would only ever rarely
admit or allude to when we were at that very special, trusting and
certainly innocent age.

Even though it's only 20 years ago, it's very today hard to imagine what it
was like without the internet to instantly help conjure up fantasies based
on images, webcams, stories or chat. Our sex lives were entirely dependant
upon a very fervent imagination and thus being able to create our own
fantasies usually based on other boys and what we saw happening beneath the
desk or in the changing rooms! I make no excuses for the fact that
underwear features prominently in this story, because quite frankly it did
at the time as it was a very visible and tangible connection between us and
the constant fascination with sex! It's important to remember though, that
we never dared mention the subject because we were too embarrassed and none
of us really understood it anyway!

At the time of writing this introduction the story is not finished and has
turned into a work of some length but I will regularly post updates.

Finally, this is my first attempt at erotic writing and believe me that
first paragraph is the hardest! However, I hope you enjoy and please,
please do let me have any comments or suggestions.

Tom (amias05@yahoo.com)



Brief Encounters

Chapter 1 – Glimpses

Just for a change it was actually a hot, sunny Saturday afternoon, Tom and
Alex were cycling back from a neighbouring village where they had been
visiting a school friend called Simon. Tom, having made sure that Alex went
first, followed up the long incline hoping that he would get a close up
view of Alex's pale blue shorts tightening around his bum when he stood up
to pedal. Tom's rapidly hardening cock twitched at the sight of Alex's ass
as it moved from side to side with the movement of the pedals, the outline
of his briefs now becoming clearly visible.

It was the detail of these underwear sightings that really excited Tom and
when he saw that the seam across the bum panel was clearly outlined he was
mesmerised, his own cock already straining in his jeans. He fervently hoped
that somehow he could at last engineer some means of broaching the
tantalising subject of underwear and boners with Alex.

At the summit, Alex slowly sat down on the saddle and turned to check that
Tom was still behind him, his T-shirt had now pulled free of his shorts
giving Tom a view of the pale pink flesh and the obvious white of the top
of his briefs. Tom's rigid prick had been rubbing so much in his briefs
that it was now tingling in an alarming fashion and he decided he just had
to cycle up nearly level with Alex so he could look down the back of his
shorts to see what he was wearing. Tom was rewarded with the sight of a
very well worn pair of off-white briefs with a light vertical ribbing, the
very faded Y-front logo visible around the rather slack looking waistband.

Keeping Alex just in front of him, so he could continue to watch, he called
out.

"Hey, Alex shall we stop and have a bit of a rest in minute?"

"Yeah, good idea, I'm knackered.."  replied Alex puffing a bit, "where?"

"What about that pull-in spot, you know... by the reservoir ?" asked Tom,
his eyes still glued to Alex's briefs that peeped over the waistband of the
blue shorts.

"Yep." said Alex, leaning forward to pedal harder and inadvertently
exposing more of his briefs which had the effect of drawing Tom like a
magnet close to Alex's rear wheel.

It didn't take the boys much longer than ten minutes to reach the shaded
pull-in, they hopped off their bikes and laid them on the grass. Alex
looked at Tom and quickly headed for the bushes grinning, saying "I need a
piss!"

"I'm OK," said Tom "I'll wait." He turned to lay face down on the grass to
hide his boner. As soon as Alex had gone out of sight Tom rolled over onto
his back and pulling his T-shirt out of the way, put his right hand down
inside both his jeans and briefs and started squeezing urgently on his rock
hard little prick.

Physically, he was pretty desperate to play with his cock to reach that
wonderful tingly feeling, however, mentally he was confused and not really
sure what to do. Should he summon the courage to ask Alex if he got boners,
did he rub his prick to get those amazing feelings and was underwear such a
turn on for Alex as well?

Or, should he not ask at all, in case Alex took fright and ditched him as
friend?

Tom's sexual development had really kicked in during the last few months
and at times he was understandably obsessed with it. But, like many of his
friends he felt embarrassment at his own constant erections and was too shy
to talk about them even to his closest friend Alex. Although he might not
have talked about these erections, he had certainly noticed that most of
his classmates were also sporting them. And by now, his interest in looking
out for other boys with an erection was becoming more than a habit and he
found the voyeur aspect was a definite turn-on.

Since he wasn't yet thirteen, his own body was still developing sexually
and he had not really discovered the real pleasure of
masturbation. However, he had found that if he kept rubbing his penis he
would eventually get a very pleasant, warm tingling feeling and by now he
now did it almost every night before going to sleep.

He was also taking a great interest in anything concerning the trouser
region - particularly underpants. And, not just his own boring white pants,
as stimulating as it was to put his hand in them and feel himself up. But
also something much more exciting, trying to see what type and possibly
even colour of underwear other boys were wearing. He got a huge thrill from
trying to guess what they had on with their trousers stretched tightly over
their buttocks or better still, when they innocently bent over and offered
a glimpse of the elastic waistband.

Tom's interest wasn't just a passing fad, as for some time he had taken
every opportunity to gaze at the items of underwear on display in
department stores. Catalogue shopping was very popular and Tom found this
to be a mine of detailed information for the brands and styles
available. More importantly, it could all take place in the privacy of his
bedroom with one hand holding a magnifying glass over the picture and the
other exploring his own briefs! He had also discovered that bending over in
front of a mirror was an exciting way to see just what outline of his
briefs looked like under a pair of tight shorts. Mirrors were useful for
seeing how difficult it was to look up the legs of a pair of shorts to what
was hidden above!

His day dreaming was interrupted by Alex returning across the grass, it
looked as though he had a few damp patches on his shorts! Hurriedly Tom
withdrew his hand from his tingling cock and rolled back on his tummy to
hide his tenting jeans.

"Better? Looks like you missed a bit ...!"  he said grinning and pointing
to the damp spots on Alex's shorts.

Alex looked down "Oh..." he said , going a little red and sitting down
cross legged, "ummm... so I did."

Tom added, hoping to open the conversation up a bit, "Well... judging by
the damp spots on your shorts, I hope yer pants aren't too wet !"

Alex looked at him for a second and then quickly rolled over and sat on top
of Tom's back saying "I'll make you wet yours!"

"Ooh... shit!" exclaimed Tom wriggling as Alex sat astride his back adding
rather unenthusiastically "Get off... "

"Not until you say sorry! Or piss yourself.." said Alex laughing and
started to tickle Tom under his armpits.

The mock wrestling went for a few minutes, finally Tom managed to reverse
the situation and ended up sitting on top of Alex's back facing his feet
"Now will you give up ?" he said.

"No, never..." replied Alex giggling.

"Then... I'm... going to .. ummm...  I'll do something nasty..." said Tom
and pulled Alex's T-shirt out from under his shorts to expose the clear
white skin of his back.

"What you doing ?" cried Alex still giggling "that tickles!"

"I'm gonna give you wedgie!!" replied Tom, who by now was getting pretty
aroused at the sight of Alex's briefs poking out from his shorts

"Ready...?" he said laughing.

"No, no... " said Alex, his own prick now getting a quite hard with the
excitement of Tom sitting on him and the particularly feeling of being
partially undressed by him.

Tom pressed on his own crutch through his jeans, then taking a deep breath
he slipped his hands slowly and deliberately under the waistband of Alex's
shorts and with almost shaking hands caught hold of the white elastic.

"Oh... that still tickles. ohh " said Alex " don't rip my pants, will
you... please"

""Don't be silly, no..." said Tom pulling them out a couple of inches from
under the shorts. It seemed as though all his fantasises were coming true,
he grabbed at his crutch and squeezed it several times.

"Oooohhh... Tom, stop feels like you're pulling on my ass" squeaked Alex
grinding his body into the ground "ooh..."

"One more pull..." said Tom looking very excitedly at the Y-Front logo on
the worn elastic, although it really didn't look as though it had much
elasticity left in it!

"And, I'm gonna try something new..." with that he put his right hand down
inside the shorts on top of Alex's firm buttocks and grabbed a handful of
the white material which he pulled up into Alex's ass crack.

"Fuck!!" exclaimed Alex, pushing his prick into the ground again, "what
have you done... feels like me pants are up me ass...oh fuck!"

That quickly brought Tom came out of fantasy land and back to reality
having realised that he might had gone too far "Alex, I'm sorry I just got
... errr... carried away...you OK?"

He slid off and lay down beside Alex, he looked at him anxiously hoping
that he had not upset his friend by actually putting his hand inside his
shorts.

Alex just looked so sexy lying there, his T-shirt still up around his
shoulders under his short fair hair and the faded briefs all rucked up and
sticking out of the top of his shorts around his thin waist.

Alex rolled over and smiled, the front of his pants were well pulled up
over his tummy with the actual ` Y' fly part of the briefs was almost on
display "You enjoyed that, didn't you?" he asked.

"Maybe..." said Tom, looking down at Alex's shorts and going slightly red,
"sorry, I shouldn't have done that last bit... it was a bit rude...I got
carried away..."

Alex looked down and then pointed to Tom's obviously bulging jeans and
asked hesitantly, "And, did I do that as well?"

Going from slightly red to bright red Tom stuttered "Uummm... yes... I
guess so.... ...ummm look... I've been trying to ask...if
you...ummm... ever get...get... ummm boners...?"

This was the opportunity to open the subject that Tom had been waiting for.

Alex looked at the grass for a few moments, he grinned went a little red
and started to open his mouth to reply when an enormous green council lorry
which had turned off the highway rattled noisily through the carpark,
stopping in a cloud of dust to disgorge a pair of laughing workmen.

By the time the commotion had stopped the precious moment was lost, both
boys knew it.

They just looked at each other, Alex stood up feeling rather silly with his
briefs pulled way up above his blue shorts and somewhat embarrassed he
managed a smile adding "Come on Tom let's go... but first I gotta sort out
me shorts!"

Tom watched wistfully as Alex did his best to hide behind some bushes where
he quickly dropping his shorts and rearranged his very shapeless briefs
before pulling his shorts back up.

They cycled home still chatting happily away, but both avoided raising the
very embarrassing topic which they both knew they wanted to desperately to
talk about.

Unknowing to each other, in bed that night, both Tom and Alex relived every
moment of the afternoons adventure - Tom had four dry orgasms and Alex two!


Chapter 2 – Monday morning

Another school day. Tom's left hand turned the alarm clock off whilst his
right hand found the fly of his pyjama trousers and slipped in to squeeze
his hard four inch cock. He started to doze off again only to be woken
again by his mother's voice calling from downstairs.  "Are you getting up
Tom?  You don't want to be late, do you?  I'm getting your breakfast
ready."

"I'm already up!" cried Tom grinning to himself having now used the same
joke for weeks!

Unwillingly he threw back the blankets, swivelled to sit on the edge of the
bed and from there he stood up pulling his blue striped pyjama trousers
from the crack of his ass. He headed for the bathroom and found his aim was
not so good with an erection, he tried his best not to piss on the carpet
but splashed his fingers instead !

With his cock now going soft, he returned quickly to his room to look at
the freshly laundered clothes piled neatly on the chair. He stared at one
particular item. The grey shorts, Tom hadn't even worn shorts in his last
year at Primary School, yet now, he was back in them, though luckily the
school year was nearly over and he would be in long trousers after that. It
wasn't his mothers fault, as the grammar school was one of those that
decreed the first-year boys would wear grey shorts before the long trousers
that all the older boys wore.

Realising he was going to be late if he wasn't careful he released his dick
and grabbed hold of the soft white St Michael cotton briefs. It was typical
of his mother when she thought about him starting a new term to buy him
some clothes, this time it was new white underpants, last term it was white
shirts. Thank heavens she hadn't bought him the matching vests!

Worse, the briefs were not even the more fashionable low-rise hipster style
so the white elastic waistband would certainly be on show whenever he bent
over. With his interest in underwear he really had hoped for some of the
new style coloured bikini briefs that he had seen in catalogues, but
somehow he just couldn't summon up the courage to ask his mother and she
would probably laugh at him anyway, so that was that!

He snatched up his school bag and made his way downstairs, his cock was
still a bit stiff but he hoped it would not be noticed by his mother. He
need not have worried as she was far too preoccupied with the breakfast and
getting her car ready since she had promised to drive Tom to school, it
wasn't far really and there was a good public bus service, but she was
going on shopping afterwards.

As he was dropped off by the school gates he was pleased to see other boys
in grey shorts, his eyes immediately focused on their little rounded bums
to see if anything was visible in the underwear line... sadly not, but
there were a few with promising little bulges in front. With this cheering
sight his right hand was soon reassuringly pushed deep in his shorts
pocket, where within a few seconds he was soon feeling under the tight
elastic to the pleasures within!

After the usual assembly and registration, the morning seemed to drag a
little and it was during the second lesson, a maths class, that Tom's
academic interest invariably started to wane.

Expectation can do some funny things and Tom, now tired of math's started
looking around the boys in the class for any tell-tell signs of an erection
disguised with grey shorts. Consequently, it wasn't long before he slipped
his right hand into his trouser pocket and squeezed the small hardening
lump contained his briefs. He really should have looked a little nearer as
Alex, who invariably sat next to Tom and was so often the object of Tom's
thoughts, was sitting right there with a pair of bulging shorts just
waiting to be noticed!

However, in truth like so many other boys, both Tom and Alex were really
very shy about their sexual feelings and had only ever barely hinted to
each other about the subject. In fact, they were liable to become extremely
embarrassed should their own erections ever be noticed or worse be made to
undress in front of others for gym, it followed that any form of sexual
activity was very much a secretive occupation.

To be a voyeur and have sexual fantasies was fine, but to actually talk to
somebody about having such feelings and the like could be very
embarrassing. And, as they had both found on Saturday it required an
enormous amount of courage to even broach the subject in the first place.
So, like Tom, in his own world Alex had also become pretty fascinated by
the subject, he looked slyly down to his left just in time to see Tom's
hand disappear inside the pocket where he could only but imagine what was
causing the lump in the grey material.

Now bored with maths and spurred on by fondling his hard cock Tom had
almost summoned up the nerve to try to ask Alex if he knew about the about
the meaning of some new words they were now hearing repeatedly in the big
school. Words such as wank, spunk, tosser or cum were frequently heard and
of course the word "fuck" was something all the boys were now using a lot,
but nobody really knew what it actually meant!

As Tom turned he noticed Alex's tented shorts and as he stared his eyes
became as wide like saucers, it was on lifting his gaze he met Alex's
inquisitive look.

Turning bright red he stammered " Uuummm... Alex...I didn't mean to
stare...  I was ummm..."

"Yes... you were .. what?" replied Alex equally embarrassed since he had
been staring at the rhythmic movement of Tom's hand in the pocket "I think
we ...have ...  ummm... Tom...we both got stiffies... ain't we?"

For once Tom was short of an answer, he looked, if it were possible even
more embarrassed and broke eye contact.

His mouth going dry, Alex continued. It was now or never.

"Well... uummm... could I... uummm... errr.... would you mind if... .uummm
.... I've always wanted to... ummm .."

"Could you what..?" whispered Tom cautiously, quickly withdrawing his hand
from his pocket and trying to stop looking as though he had been found out,
which of course he had!

"Could I...  errrrr... well... feel it...???  Please ..!!!! " Alex blurted
out then without really thinking just reached out, his hand touched the
grey material of the shorts before Tom could even reply.

With that Tom felt as though he had received an electric shock, he twitched
noticeably in his seat and went redder still, Alex was by now way past the
point of no return and started gently pushing down on the grey material,
his small hot, sweaty fingers trying to feel for Tom's rigid penis.

"Shit.." Tom whispered and clamped his legs together "Alex... can I
.... ummmm well you know.. hold yours..."

"Yeah, yeah... " Alex replied, barely audible but still very red in the
face. He pulled back a little from the desk to allow better access to the
eagerly outstretched hand.

"Tom......... why didn't we do this on Saturday...  oh shit ... I've been
wanting do this for weeks..."

"I guess we've just been too scared to ask." said Tom, looking Alex in the
face "Dunno why, it's silly `cause we're best mates.. I nearly did it on
Saturday... but just didn't have the guts after that bloody lorry had
interrupted..."

"Shit, I wish you had..." said Alex "I was starting to get a real boner
then.."

By now Tom also had his hand firmly on top of Alex's shorts and could
easily feel the rock hard member through the fabric. It felt much the same
as his, but maybe a little bit longer, difficult to tell.

"Alex.. you wanna come home after school today..." Tom looked anxiously
into his face, "Please........ me mum's not back from work till later."
"Yeah,...I'd love to... but I can't I got football" replied Alex after a
few seconds, "We could... ummm look at things.. tomorrow...ha
ha.......... oh.. shit... what you doing?"

Tom had suddenly taken Alex's hand and lifted it up off his shorts.

"What.........but Tom...."

"Ssshhhhh..." whispered Tom, adding "Put it in here!" as he guided Alex's
hand into the opening of his trouser pocket.

Along with a dirty Kleenex tissue and the front door key at the bottom of
the pocket Alex finally grasped the object he had been wanting to hold that
featured in so many of his recent bedtime fantasies.

"Fuck...  ooohh ...shit....... Tom..." he murmured. Tom closed his eyes, he
wasn't sure but he might be getting that amazing tingling feeling again.

Alex's fingers continued trying to stretch the pocket lining allow him to
get under the elastic leg opening of Tom's new tight white briefs. He
finally succeeded and for a minute he was able to just rhythmically squeeze
the soft pink helmet through the thin lining of the pocket. Tom suddenly
started to jerk, he gasped quietly and then pretty much slumped in his
chair with his breathing noticably increased. Alex's fingers continued to
wrap themselves around the head of the pulsing penis, he looked at Tom not
realising that he had just had a dry orgasm and was really far more worried
in case the teacher had seen something, but luckily the rest of the class
were a little noisy so Tom's actions had gone unnoticed.

Alex, was now very aroused by the situation and looked again at Tom who
almost seemed to be in trance! Unsure what to do he kept up the fondling of
Tom's cock through the pocket material and since he now desperately needed
some relief himself, put his other hand into his own trouser pocket and
began to massage his own very swollen four inches.

Tom felt really strange, he had never felt like this before and it was
almost as though he had fainted, but then he began to focus and realized
that Alex still had his hand in his trouser pocket and that his tingling
cock appeared to be very sensitive to Alex's continuing ministrations!

"Two can play at that game!!"  was his immediate thought so he sent his
right hand snaking off towards Alex's trouser pocket, but failed to notice
that Alex already had his own right hand busy in the other pocket! "Now",
thought Tom, "this time it's going to be Alex who is going to be surprised
when he feels my hand worming it's way into those old Y-fronts of his."

And, surprised Alex certainly was!!

Tom had just quickly rammed his hand deep into Alex's open pocket and
immediately grabbed what he had deemed to be a very hard young prick
through the various layers of clothing! The result was electrifying. The
shock of finding another hand in his shorts startled Alex who had then sat
bolt upright banging into the desk. As he did so, he knocked his pens onto
the floor which in turn, caused the teacher Miss Jameson, to look rather
sternly in their direction at the back of the room. Tom, meanwhile was
still grinning like a cat who had the cream whilst he squeezed the hard
object in Alex's pocket. That was, until he also received a shock, as
Alex's prick suddenly turned into an index finger and retaliated by
grabbing Tom's hand at which point Tom also reacted with a jolt and added
to the commotion. Alex, could not have cared less about the lesson as he
had found the whole experience of having Tom's hand exploring his
underpants the most exciting experience he ever had in his life.

"Tom, Alex... whatever it is stop it... now...I want to see you both after
class." Miss Jameson had spoken.

The two boys went bright red as the rest of the class turned back to see
what all the fuss was about and then Tom realised he still had his hand in
Alex's pocket resting on top of his briefs, he withdrew it quickly hoping
that nobody had noticed. There were no more tented shorts for that lesson,
in fact quite the opposite and when the period ended Miss Jameson kept the
two boys back.

"What were you two doing back then?" she asked "it's not even as though you
are really brilliant at maths is it? You two are always doing something to
interrupt and it's becoming a waste of everybody's time...some children
want to learn and you two disrupt the class and stop them...do you want me
to write to your parents?"

The boys looked very forlorn, in fact Tom thought Alex was going to
cry. But it was quite true what Miss Jameson had said, in that they were
always disturbing her maths class.

She looked down at them and saw that Alex was on the verge of breaking
down, "Right... now then.." she said, thinking to herself that a quick exit
before Alex actually started crying would be the best strategy, "Report to
me at one o'clock after your lunch and I will find you something
instructive to keep you occupied. Now, off to your next class."

"Yes Miss...but there's another football meeting then." said Alex sadly
looking at the floor, his eyes going moist, the immediate emotional aspect
proving too much for him.

"Well, not for you two there isn't... unless you would rather stay behind
after school. It's up to you?" she replied.

"Ummmm no, Miss ..." muttered Alex quietly.

"Well off you go. I'll see you both later."

The boys shuffled off to their next class rather unhappily, all thoughts of
hard pricks gone, in fact they were now so shrivelled up it was doubtful if
they could even be found!

The last lesson before the lunch break was tedious, well at least to Tom
and Alex it was. The short lunch break was pretty subdued until they were
joined at the table by Simon, keen to find out what had happened earlier.

"What were you two doing at the back of the class in old Jameson's lesson?"
asked Simon excitedly after a couple of seconds.

"Nothin''... nothin' at all..." replied Alex "just dropped me pens, that
was all."

"Yes, you were.. what was it?" retorted Simon "I reckon I saw you doing
something ... below the desk.. .weren't you? What was it?"

"Saw what then?" said Tom, who was sitting next to Simon.

Instinctively, Tom looked down at Simon's shorts as he turned to speak.

 "And what was it you reckon you saw ... then... shit...!!!." he stopped in
mid sentence having seen the very obvious bulge in the front of Simon's
shorts.

"What you looking at?" said Simon, then realising his own predicament he
looked down "Oh... shit.. " he said going a delightful shade of red.

Tom grinned and nudged Alex.

"Oh fuck it!" said Simon, "Oh... well I can't help it.... can I?"

"I `'spose not..." replied Tom glancing at it again in amazement and
knowing that he was about now springing a boner himself, "is it very big!!
Oh, sorry Simon, I didn't mean to..  say that ... ummm does it happen a
lot...?"

"Well, big? I dunno I've never seen anybody else's and yeah it does happen
all the time." replied Simon going a deeper shade of red and trying to
cover it with his hands.

Reasoning that he couldn't get any more embarrassed he might as well
continue and ask a few questions as Tom and Alex seemed to be as ignorant
about boners and sex as he was.

"And you get 'em too then Tom?" he said looking down at Tom's shorts which
by now were starting to tent outwards "Alex...what about you ...come on,
please....  I've never had the chance to talk about this ever.. and with
these hard-ons I get all the time, I ummm think about it all the time
lot... please? Is it just me?"

Tom was getting pretty embarrassed himself now, not only did he have a
boner on show, but he had somebody sat right next to him staring at it and
asking some dreadful personal questions.

"What do you think... look at it...of course I get 'em !" Alex finally
replied although equally embarrassed.

"Well... uummm... do you do anything with it?" asked Simon innocently "I
mean....  I just... ummmm..  sort of hold it... maybe a bit more... squeeze
it....ummm .. it feels nice!".

Alex sniggered and added "Like do what? What you mean... what else can we
do?"

Tom, still very red, looked quizzically at Simon " You know
something... don't you? What are we meant to do with it, there must be more
than just squeezing it even though I do get a... "

"Get what... Tom.... what? It's not just me then.... " Simon was obviously
desperate to know.

Tom admitted it, "Well....  uummm sorta good warm feeling if I
keep.... errr...  doing it? "

"I do that...too ... and I get that feelin'.'' " admitted Simon going
redder still, "Hey... d'you do it Alex?"

Tom waited for Alex to answer, this was the question he had never dared
pluck up courage to ask him.

"Come on Alex... " said Simon.

Alex looked scarlet, he looked at the table and spoke quietly, " Well, yeah
I `'spose if you two are saying you do it... well then I do as well..."

"How often then?" asked Simon tentatively."Please.... Alex...."

Not wishing to admit it, but each boy was now privately determined that
since the conversation was actually under way he was going to get all he
could out of it.

"Sort of...  errrrr..... weekly," said Alex looking, if it were possible
even redder, "and you Simon?"

Now it was Simon's turn to get embarrassed again, "Yeah, same a you, maybe
twice.. a week... I dunno! What about you Tom?"

"Uummmm... three or even four I guess!" Tom replied very sheepishly and
then without really thinking added "Hey, Simon what's a wank... do you
really know?"

"Three or four, dirty sod!!" said Simon, relieved that he kept his daily
habit still secret!

"I've heard boys say you could have a... wank..." he added, "but I don't
know it really means."

"Wank?" asked Alex "What d'you do..? I keep hearing that word but I don't
really know what it means. Hey.... and somebody called me a little wanker
the other day as well, but I wasn't doing anything!"

"I don't know!! I honestly don't know." said Simon putting his hand in his
pocket and trying rearrange his prick through his underpants, then added to
keep the conversation alive.

"But, my older brother Art says that's what I should do... he says I should
have a good wank! He's seen me with a boner loads of times in front the
telly and he just points and laughs."

"Well, what is a wank then ??? I want to know...I've heard of it as well,
but I don't know...and nobody will tell me!" said Tom "Shit...Alex ...look
at the time! "

"Oh .. fuck... !!" said Alex "Come on we gotta get to Jameson's
office... or we'll be late.. and be in even more trouble!"

"Simon," said Tom very bravely, knowing that this was generally a taboo
subject which was alright to think about, but not to talk about, "could we
errrrr...  talk about this again... I mean, like talk...'cause you seem
know stuff and then maybe you could ask your older brother Art for us??
Would you, I want know how to wank or whatever it is??"

"How old is he Simon?" asked Alex.

"He's nearly fifteen."

"And, does he get boners too?"

"Oh yea, just like me in front the telly!" replied Simon giggling, "I ain't
seen his prick for a couple of years now ... but his jeans stick right out
with his hands in his pockets...... and, he's always locking his bedroom
door. He won't say what he does in there, but I reckon it's all to do with
this wanking thing he knows about!"

"Hey.. well let's do it. When you want to meet up?" echoed Tom anxiously,
rapidly squeezing his cock through his pocket, "and we could all have
boners together then ..ha-ha!!!"

"We got 'em now!!" said Simon looking down and grinning, he knew he wanted
to find what was happening to himself as well. By now his inhibitions were
going and he was openly rubbing the lump in his shorts.

He looked down once more at Tom's trousers said "Right, let's do it.. but
can you think of somewhere where we won't be disturbed?"

"Yeah, all right I will..." said Tom, not really sure what he was getting
himself into.

"Come on, lets go or we'll be late" said Alex standing up at the other side
of the table, his shorts obviously failing to conceal his erection.

"Look at him! " said Simon pointing "Dirty boy!!"

Now it was Alex's turn to go red again "Shut up Simon, don't shout and tell
everybody!" he said putting his hand in a pocket to try to disguise
matters, "Come on Tom, hurry up."

Tom got up, his shorts also sticking out in front him, Simon remained
seated whilst grinning and still rubbing himself, "Hey..... know wot?"

"Wot?" said Tom smiling.

"I'm losing me inhibitions.... ain't that wot it's called?" replied Simon.

"Maybe we all are!" said Alex and winked at Tom, "Now come on let's go."

"I hope she don't give you a hard time!" Simon said giggling as they set
off down the corridor towards the class room.

Tom waved two fingers from behind his back.