Date: Sat, 20 Dec 2008 03:22:17 -0800 (PST)
From: Ami <amias05@yahoo.com>
Subject: Brief Encounters Chapter 3

Brief Encounters

Chapter 3 -- Discoveries

Miss Jameson was marking some books when the boys knocked and entered the
room. She had actually forgotten the boys were coming to see her and had
not prepared any extra work for them.

"Ah, boys," she said, thinking quickly, "I've got just the job for
you... and, I think it will take up your next few lunch breaks... it'll
give you time to think about improving your behaviour in class."

"Yes, Miss..." they said wondering what was in store for them.

"Come along then, this way..." she said, walking out of the room and off
down the corridor.

The boys followed, looking at each other and wondering what the punishment
was going to be -- still, anything had to be better than Miss Jameson
telling their parents.

"Here we are." said Miss Jameson, arriving at a locked door and searching
on her bunch of keys for the right one. "Ah, right there we go.."

Tom looked at Alex, neither of them had never been near the room before and
they wondered what it could possibly be.

"Now, boys..." she said opening the door "phew, it could do with a bit of
air in here!"

A strange musty smell mixed with the aroma of what smelt like dirty socks
came drifting out "Yuk!!" exclaimed Alex wrinkling up his nose.

"Yes, I thought you would like this.." said Miss Jameson smiling sweetly
"in case you have not guessed it's the lost property room. I want you two
to sort everything into piles of the same sort of thing so we can put
anything that's any good out for sale at the next PTA jumble sale."

"Phheww... what a smell..." said Tom "it looks like it's all a load of old
rubbish and old gym kit!"

"Exactly..." said Miss Jameson "and, when its sorted we can then throw out
all the rubbish. You two can do this every day this week until it's
completed to my satisfaction. You can finish five minutes before afternoon
classes start and then find me to lock up."

"Yes Miss" said Tom "when was it last done Miss?"

"I don't think it ever has been, do you?" replied Miss Jameson "and I've
been teaching here over five years, so this is your chance to show me you
can do a good job. Eh?"

"Yes Miss" said Tom and looked round at Alex, "well come on then lets get
started."

"How ?" said Alex, as Miss Jameson walked off smiling to herself, "it's a
bloody disaster area!"

"Well... uummm, what about.. err, if we sort all the stinking clothes out
from the other stuff and then we can sort the really shitty stuff out."

"Ok, then .." said Alex, not very enthusiastically " hey, I `spose if we
sort the stinking clothes first then that might get rid of the smell in
here."

"Yeah, lets do it then" said Tom " put `em on this box then it'll be easier
to sort out.. reckon we ought to have pile of girls and a pile of boys
stuff?"

"Yer," "said Alex adding hopefully, "wonder if we'll find anything... you
know... exciting things like.. umm girls knickers or
bra's...anything... even boys things... ha-ha!"

Tom's face lit up "You reckon we will? Maybe there's some boys stuff here
like ummm... jockstraps, pants, underwear... and all that stuff!" His voice
tailed off when he realised what he had just said.

"What? " said Alex surprised and turning to Tom "Hey... you dirty sod, you
want to look for boys clothes... jockstraps... pants... why? Hey... I know!
It turns you on don't it? Then you can you get a boner -- it does don't
it???"

"Oh shit, " said Tom quietly and started turning red in the face yet again,
he had been caught out and he knew it.

"You dirty bugger!!! " exclaimed Alex walking over to him "that's it isn't
it? You like boys... and you really like undies don't you?  Hey.....so
that's why you are always looking round the clothes in changing room at the
gym... isn't it? Now I know why... I've seen you do that at least a few
times now.. shit you dirty sod!!"

Tom's face couldn't go any redder, he didn't know what to do. The seconds
passed and it seemed like an age to him.

Eventually he turned and looked towards Alex and eventually blurted out "
Oh, Alex...I ... I ... well...I suppose I do...I like boys... at least I
think I do.. oh shit, I know I do!!"

Alex stepped closer, Tom looked as though he was going to cry. Alex asked
quietly, "Tom, is that why you let me hold your prick earlier `cause, I'm a
boy?"

"Yeah..." replied Tom looking at the floor his eyes now beginning to fill
with tears "and you're my best mate ... and ..I . oh, I've been trying to
tell you...  but I thought if I told you I liked boys and that, you
wouldn't wanna to speak me again... I didn't know what... or how to say
anything... and then... today it all just sorta happened... and... and I
was so happy..."

"Uuummm... yes... it did didn't it?  Well..... uummm..." said Alex, "Tom,
now here listen..., come over here..."

"What? Why? " said Tom dejectedly tears starting to run down his cheeks
"it's over isn't it? You ain't gonna be my best mate any more are you? You
hate me now.. don't you...you don't fuckin' want me... do you..... it's
`cause I've said I like boys !"

Alex stepped over the pile of sticking football boots that separated them
and stood next to Tom, then he put his right arm round his shoulder and
looked him in the face.

 "Tom, don't be fucking stupid." he said quietly "Do you think I would have
let you hold my prick like that if I hadn't wanted you to? I wanted you
hold it! I've wanted you to hold it and me to hold yours. Nobody has ever
touched me there before... let alone held it... I really wanted you to do
it!"

"You mean..." said Tom hopefully, looking back into Alex's face "that you
don't mind that I like boys and that? Honestly ?"

"No...no, not at all" replied Alex smiling in an attempt to suppress a few
tears of his own, "in fact I'm pleased `cause I don't like girls very
much... they're silly and always pissing me about... here, don't forget I
got a sister nearly two years older so I should know!"

"But what about that stuff you said about finding girls clothes and that?"

"Oh, nothing really...I just thought I should say that! But...I
..do... uummm ...errr... I do have a look in the laundry basket at
home...just to see things...well why not!" said Alex, it was now his turn
to look at the floor "but I was just sorta testing to see what you would
say... and you said it didn't you?"

"Said what...?" asked Tom, "Oh shit... yes, that I liked boys stuff, the
undies and that..."

"Yeah... `cause its what we both like isn't it?" said Alex, his own prick
was almost hard, he moved a little closer so his left hand could cup the
front of Tom's shorts, "you see, I've.. errrrrr... being watching other
boys a bit.. 'cause I know you do and, and I didn't know how to say
anything to you. "

"Really...? " said Tom, his red eyes wide open in amazement.

"Yes," said Alex now a deep shade of crimson , "and... and... oh shit I'll
say it..."

"Say what?" asked Tom looking at him.

"It's hard to say...  errr..." stuttered Alex, "ummm ... the truth is I
keep having these thoughts about what it would be like to get you to...
ummmm... undress me and play with my prick till I get that feeling!" .

"Fuck!!!" said Tom. He flinched and thought for a few seconds, "Ohhh
yeah...  I'd like to do it as well " he said smiling "ooohh Alex... I'm so,
so happy..."

"I am now! " replied Alex "I really am `cause I was like you, afraid it
would end." As he did so he dropped his right hand down to push on Tom's
pert little buttocks so that his body was now sandwiched between Alex's
hands back and front.

"Tom," he continued, pushing on Tom's groin "can I feel something happening
here?"

Tom stood there rooted to the spot. Even in his wildest bedtime fantasies
when he would squeeze his cock relentlessly had he envisaged anything as
horny as this.

Indeed something was happening, his cock was rapidly becoming erect,
pressing outwards though his briefs and grey trousers into the palm of
Alex's left hand. Alex responded by applying a gentle but regular pushing
movement through the layers of clothing to the hot flesh beneath.

With the combination of their deep friendship and explicit conversation,
Alex had lost all remaining inhibitions and was now standing directly
behind Tom, gently rubbing the seat of Tom's shorts with his right hand and
trying to ascertain the outline of his underpants.

He traced the elastic of the briefs with his fingers, first around the seat
of the shorts and then moved his hand right up to Tom's waist where he was
able to get his hand in between the waistband of the shorts and feel the
smooth elastic of the briefs. He even went so far as to trace the outline
of the makers label sewn to the waistband. Then, back down to the leg
openings by Tom's crutch and on following the elastic up to the top of the
leg openings which were just about level with the trouser pocket
openings. It didn't take Alex too long to find his way into Tom's right
hand pocket, his fingers still tracing their way over the elasticated
material down to where he eventually found Tom's straining cock separated
only by the briefs and pocket itself.

With his left hand still rubbing the front of the shorts it didn't take
Alex very long to work his right hand under the tight elastic of the leg
opening. Then, it was only the thin trouser pocket lining material that was
separating him from Tom's hard cock.

"Oooohhh...shit..." was all Tom could utter breathing quickly, as Alex's
hand in the trouser pocket triggered his second dry orgasm of the day.

Alex, was himself on the verge of a dry orgasm -- although, neither boy
knew them as that, more of just that 'nice warm feeling' -- he could now
feel every detail of Tom's rock hard prick and tight little scrotum through
the thin pocket material and also, that like himself, Tom was circumcised.

His left hand, which had been pressing on the front of Tom's shorts had
undone the zip, was now inside the fly and really squeezing the absolutely
rigid member through the soft briefs. He then started a little routine,
first by reaching up to the elastic waistband and pulling it down so he was
able to grasp Tom's cock. After a few squeezes he would pull the pants back
up and allow a couple of fingers to find their way through the piss slit at
the front of the briefs to stroke the head of Tom's little cock. With his
other hand still deep in the right hand trouser pocket and under the tight
elastic of the leg opening and massaging the hot shaft, Tom was pretty much
on the edge of another orgasm.

Alex would have dearly loved some physical attention himself, but quite
clearly Tom was out of it in a major way, incapable of helping himself to
climax, let alone helping Alex! As a desperate second alternative Alex
moved his body closer so that his straining prick was now lined up with the
crack between Tom's buttocks.

Pretty much on the verge of being unable to control his lust, Alex was now
giving Tom a sort of rhythmic bear hug shag which enabled him to press his
own very rigid four and a bit inches of hot sweaty boyhood through his own
shorts and underpants onto the trousers stretched tightly across the
inviting crack between Tom's buttocks.

If only, Alex thought, we were naked...

Since both boys were still at the stage of dry orgasms they were able to
climax twice in rapid succession. Eventually their movements slowing down,
the sheer mental and physical excitement being too much for them.

With some reluctance, Alex withdrew his hands from Tom's fly and trouser
pocket and slumped towards the floor exhausted, eventually balancing
himself on an old crate. Tom swayed and then sat heavily on the box they
had intended piling the clothes onto.

Other than the sound of some accelerated breathing virtually a full minute
passed before Tom rather breathlessly said "Fuck...!! 'Ere what you done to
me knob? It's still tingling and feels it's so hard it'll never go down!"

"I dunno! But, shit that was the best thing in my whole life!!" replied
Alex who sat there opening and closing his legs though trying to squeeze
his balls despite the fact he had both hands clamped over his crutch "And,
I'll tell you something else..."

"What's that then?" said Tom, smiling looking down on Alex.

"Well, " said Alex slowly with broad grin, "your fly is still wide open....
and I can see your white pants so unless you want me to remove 'em you
better do that zip up quick!"

"Shit!!!" said Tom reaching for the zip, "Oh hell, it hurts to do it
up... it's pushing me cock in.. ooohh ... hey... would you really have my
pants off?"

Alex thought for a second "Yes, I would. I'd undress you slowly and make
you do a bit of stuff in just your pants..."

"Stuff? Oh, rubbing stuff eh? ... and I thought it was just me...you dirty
bastard!" said Tom "anyway the way you're sat right now I can see right up
the leg of your shorts to your pants...and they don't look very white to
me!!"  "Cheeky sod.. " said Alex pulling the leg of his shorts up to expose
the discoloured material of his briefs, "No, they ain't very white are
they? All my pants are worn out like this...  I keep dropping hints to Mum
but she goes to work and then forgets. I don't like to keep on about it,
it's embarrassing especially with my sister there `cause she thinks its
funny. Well, it ain't funny cause the elastics all gone and everything
... I gotta keep pulling 'em back up in case they fall down.... I just need
a couple of pairs of new ones ..."

"Well these are pretty new," said Tom, " my Mum bought them for this term,
but I hate white ones and really wanted some of those new coloured ones...
but I can't go shopping for me own for pants. I'm too young and its too
embarrassing so I have to wear what she buys me. What about you"

"Well, all I know about you and your pants is what I've been able to see
when you got changed for gym! And that ain't much... but I reckoned you
only got white ones and that's all most of us have got. Our Mum's are crap
at things like this, they just buy anything and always bloody white! I
reckon our pants are just as fashionable as anything else and all we ever
get is these poxy baggy white things that just show up piss stains and skid
marks!!"

"Oh...Alex you are funny " said Tom, laughing "but you're right! But, what
is about things like undies that are so exciting... why do we find 'em such
a turn on? Do you think it's `cause they are such a private thing and it's
like a big secret as to what you wear?"

"Could be, I `spose that you're prick lives in 'em as well! I don't know,
but I do like thinking about who wears what under their trousers, I really
do.." said Alex putting his right hand up the leg of his sorts and pulling
his slightly grey looking briefs down a bit from his ass crack. He laughed
"I feel as though I've had a wedgie! And, ... tell you what else, we gotta
find out what a wank is `cause whatever it is I'm gonna need to do it soon
before my prick explodes!"

"Can you do that again, with your pants...?" asked Tom with his hand moving
deep in his trouser pocket. "Ooohh, we really got to get to bottom of this
wanking thing."

"Well, I know then! We'll have to ask that Simon about it then" said Alex
as he repeated the exercise with his briefs but adding the bonus of a
couple of fingers going past the slack elastic to scratch his hairless
little balls "that horny enough for you...now then Tom, my best mate?" he
added smiling.

"Yes..." said Tom staring down at Alex's open legs "Alex...I'm getting that
feeling again...ooohh shit...Ohhh..."

"Well you can stop it right now.." said Alex, removing his hand and
standing up, his own erection still very prominent, "because we got about
four minutes before have to report to Miss Jameson and we ain't done
nothing except play with each other!"

"This is strange isn't it? " said Tom, "we've known each other as best
mates now for well over two years and we've never ever talked about
anything like this at all."

"Yeah..." said Alex "and in the last fifteen minutes we have found out more
about each other than we ever, ever knew before... like you are dirty
little randy sod!"  "Don't deny it! "said Tom "four minutes...oh fuck!!!
Let's just.. ummm...move some stuff around and tell her we were trying to
see what was in here..."

"Well get yer hands out of your pockets, leave your prick alone and lets
get on with it then...!!" said Alex starting to pile stuff up to give the
illusion they were hard at it!

Luckily for the two boys Miss Jameson was pretty busy and took very little
notice of what they had been doing in the storeroom when she came to lock
it up, although she did remind them that they were back there tomorrow and
every lunch-break until it was tidied to her satisfaction.

Out of all the afternoon lessons there was only one where Tom and Alex and
Tom could sit together and during that their pricks were as hard and
swollen as they could possibly be, not of course that they had been soft at
any time since really leaving the storeroom! Sadly, though it was a very
busy class and they had no time for anything of a physical nature other
than a quick hardness check through their own trouser pocket or a snatched
glance down to below the desk to see that both sets of flies were fully
extended.

Even for these two randy boys, they found it was somewhat embarrassing
walking around the school in between lessons with a raging hard-on which,
of course, always seemed to be far more noticeable to its owner than anyone
else.

Although, when they thought about it and looked around, it seemed that most
of the boys in the school were in the same predicament and they decided
that carrying a bag or books in front had to be a sure sign of a hidden
boner! Eventually, and naturally started by Tom, they started really
looking to see if their theory was correct and used every possible way to
sneak a peep behind the screening object to check out if there was boner
hiding there! And, with pubescent boys being pubescent boys, they were
usually right finding several barley concealed boners bulging in the grey
trousers which of course, only led to further speculation as to the
possible cock size and underwear of the owner!

>>>>>>>>>> More to follow!!