Date: Sun, 26 Jul 2009 14:24:22 +0100 From: Robbie Robot <lostinspace1966@live.com> Subject: Fagging for Guy Fagging for Guy Part Four Copyright Van T Z Boi 2009 (A pure fantasy of Edwardian schooldays, the usual disclaimers apply) (Thanks for all your kind thoughts about my medical state, it is finally getting better) and your thoughtful words I am sure have speeded my recovery. I am still very much slowed down but hope to be able to post more frequently in future, perhaps you could let me know which story you would like me to concentrate on. I'm sure you must all have a particular favourite. Again thanks for writing it does really help.) Thoddy surprised Jerome by then kissing him as well, his lips felt softer than Guy's and his tongue rougher. "Now little nurse, you do your best to nurse our Guy and keep him happy," smiled Thoddy and he stood up his now stiff member pointing out proud. Guy reached out and stroked Thoddy's member smiling at him, "Re-loaded already, Grogger's going to have a hard time studying with that bookmark of yours." Thoddy laughed and Jerome found himself looking at Thoddy's thick five inch member, his testicles were smaller than Guy's and hung tightly under the stiff tube of flesh, he could also see the purple head gleaming in the firelight as Guy teased the taut foreskin down, rubbing his finger along the length and around under the rim. Thoddy laughed and pulled away, "Bye Guy, bye little nurse," and left the room naked save for the book in his hand. Guy swiftly placed Jerome down on his knees and opened his legs wide, Jerome sliding between them and swiftly taking Guy's member in his hand and began to suck. Guy sighed, "Ohh I've missed the sweet touch of your tongue and that gentle suck of your mouth," he sighed. Jerome continued to suck and lick, enjoying the warmth of the hearth and the cosiness of the study. Guy was more relaxed here and he felt closer to his idol than before. As he sucked there came a rhythmical knocking against the study wall from the room next door, which began to rise in frequency. "Sounds like Thoddy's bookmark found the right page in Grogger's book," grunted Guy and then he took a deep breath and flooded Jerome's mouth with a full load of his seed. Jerome carefully licked up the precious liquid and Guy pulled him back on his lap where they kissed and cuddled, Guy stroking Jerome's stiff member. "Pity there's not a bed," he sighed, "but my ankle and the drafts along the floor preclude and joint action, but there's always the desk," he smiled. Jerome got down of Guy's lap and Guy picked him up and placed him on the desk, Guy now took his seat and sitting between Jerome's now open legs he proceeded to suck Jerome until the boy gasped as the warmth peaked inside him and overtook him. Guy cuddled Jerome and then opened the study door and called out, "FAG,." There came the sound of a door opening and voices raised and then the sound of a scuffle outside the door, finally it opened and a red faced youth appeared. "Oh its you Johnson," grunted Guy. "Yes Fishermont, what did you want?" asked the boy deferentially. "Tea for two and some crumpets, and make them both hot," stated Guy. "Anything else?" offered the youth sounding wistfull. "No," replied Guy. Johnson disappeared and Guy picked up Jerome and they returned to the armchair where they say kissing and cuddling by the fire. A few minutes later the door opened and Johnson reappeared, this time he was carrying a tray which he placed on a desk before putting a small side table in front of the fire and relocating the tray to the table, he was also nude and Jerome noticed his straggly patch of scratchy hair and his thin pencil like member which curled downwards three inches over his small pigeon egg balls. Jerome knew he had to be thirteen as this was the normal age for the senior boys fags to be. Johnson carefully poured the tea, checking how Jerome liked his and then offered them plates to eat the crumpets off; he stood to attention holding in his breath trying to stand so his groin pushed forward. "Anything else I can do for your Fishermont?" he pleaded swaying his hips a little, his flaccid member swaying in the air. "Just stoke up the fire a little, no more coals as it will soon be bedtime," grunted Guy. Johnson bent to his task and Jerome watched as the boy stoked the embers with the poker, prodding the fire to produce its last blaze and heat before it died out for the night. The boy now stood up and gathered the plates and cups, he stood nervously holding the tray. "Yes Johnson," said an irritated Guy, "waht the devils the matter now?" "If, er if you please Fishermont," Johnson almost whispered, "if there's nothing else I can do for you, well, er," he stuttered at the end. "Out with it Johnson or you'll feel my boot," Guy almost thundered. Johnson cringe and then pleaded, "If you please sir, me and the other fags, well we would be glad to put on a show for you, if that would please," he hopped excited and nervous from one foot to the other the tray rattling as he trembled. Guy laughed and then spoke quietly, "Thank the other fags for me but not to night, I have other plans." Johnson shrugged with disappointment and went to leave. "Johnson," Guy called as the boy was closing the door, the tray rattled heavily and the hopeful face peaked into the room. "Yes sir," Johnson said brightly. "You can take three of the others, your choice and go up to my dorm at bedtime," smiled Guy. "Yes," Johnson's voice contained delight. "and let them all tup you one after the other so my bed is well warmed," continued Guy. "Yes Fishermont," replied a now dejected Johnson and the door closed behind him. Guy smiled at Jerome and he was aware that Guy's member had again stiffened he moved to vacate Guy's lap but Guy stopped him. "No," he smiled, "rub me and then you can smooth my spend into your own body, then we will be looking out for you both inside and out, besides you need to keep your hand in good order as well as that pretty mouth." Jerome got into a comfortable position and began to caress Guy's throbbing member at the same time he kissed Guy licking and kissing and sucking his body as Guy whispered. As Guy moaned and writhed beneath him Jerome felt an increasing sense of power and importance as he caused his idol to enjoy extreme levels of pleasure. Soon Guy gasped and heaved and spurted his seed spending it into the air, Jerome quickly began smoothing the pearly substance into his own stiff member and tiny testicles. "The fire's dying," sighed Guy, "time to hit the common room until bedtime." "I'm going to miss not sleeping with you tonight," sighed Jerome, despite the fact it had only been two nights he felt at ease with Guy and knew he was going to miss his warmth and presence, especially the comforting arm around him at night. "I may need you tonight," grunted Guy, "are you able to wake at a particular time?" "No, " replied Jerome, some boys in his dorm always woke five minutes before the rising bell and he had heard of others who could wake themselves at certain times. "I'll have to come and fetch you then," said Guy, "tell me which is your dormitory and which bed is the one you sleep in." Jerome gave Guy the details as they dressed Jerome helping Guy with his clothes. As they left the study Guy left instructions with the senior fag to make sure the fire was out and told Jerome to wait for him by the end of the corridor as he had something for him. Jerome stood by the door to the fags room trying to listen to the conversation which seemed to consist of complaints about the seniors demands. As a junior he would not be fagging himself until he was twelve and like all the other juniors they had heard horror stories about what the job entailed. As he stood there one of the study doors opened and a naked boy obviously a fag limped out, in one hand he held his clothes and the other rubbed his backside as he limped along, his member was also very stiff and pulsed as he walked. The youth nodded at Jerome as he passed him by. "That bugger Hardcastle," he heard the boy say as he entered the room as the others greeted him, "tupped me twice and never let me spend. I'm desperate to unload." "Here I'll help you," he heard Johnson say and this was followed by the clapping of the other boys before he heard the first boy gasp and Johnson saying, "good heavy spend, Alfie, he must have tupped you good and long for you to produce that much." One of the other unseen boys said, "Not so long perhaps just a matter of time not inches," and the others laughed at this. Johnson spoke, "I have to chose three boys to tup me one after the other to warm Guy's bed tonight," at there was a chorus of, "Me choose me," from the group and then Guy arrived back. "Here," he said handing Jerome a cricket bat and oil, "you do know how to oil and look after a bat don't you?" "Yes," replied a mystified Jerome. "Well that's my second best bat, I'm trusting you to oil it and look after it," he grinned, "obviously I need to see it daily to keep a check on how well you're doing and if you do a good job then you get to look after my best bat." "OH wow Oh really." Jerome was at once proud and delighted, this would really make the other boys jealous. "Come on," grinned Guy, "back to your common room, you should just be in time for cocoa, I only wish I could provide you with some of my special milk to make it extra sweet." Jerome grinned and Guy lifted him up and kissed him, "See you later on," he whispered. Jerome trotted downstairs to his common room anxious to show of his latest prize to his friends and he eagerly sipped his cocoa watching his friends and classmates drool over Guy's bat. All to soon the junior bed time bell rang and he trooped off to get ready with the others. That night for the first time he lay naked in bed and alone, he remembered thinking how much he was missing Guy and heard the sound of the other boys in his dorm drifting off to sleep before tiredness overcame him and he dropped off, the last thing he recalled was stroking the handle of Guy's bat which was propped up next to his bed and tied in place with his pyjama cord so that it would not fall and make a noise in the middle of the night. It must have been three hours later that he woke, quickly and silently and he woke up wide awake. Immediately he thought of Guy and quietly slipped out of bed and gathering his dressing gown and slippers eased the dorm door open and stepped out into the corridor. He wrapped the gown around him, leaving the cord undone and in his slippers quietly padded down the corridor past the other sleeping boys to the stairs, here he tip toed his way upstairs, all he knew was that he was sure Guy wanted him but he had no idea where Guy's dorm or even his bed was. As he made his way upstairs he heard a noise and he stopped concerned of being caught outside his dorm at that time of the night, he edged up to the next landing and hid behind the drapes watching the stairwell for other people. A slight groan told him who it was, he recognised Guy's voice and he looked up the stairs towards the senior dorms. Guy was gingerly making his way down stairs, he was heavily erect and needed relief, he'd left the usual orgy in his dorm behind decrying all offers from the other boys most of whom considered him the best tupper in the school and many of whom he'd deflowered anyway, he wanted Jerome, his ankle made it painful to tup others and he wanted to finish Jerome's training, he hoped to tup the boy for the first time on Sunday should his ankle let him but the sight of the orgy had filled him with lust and he was ready to explode but the sights he had seen had caused him to stretch and strain in his bed paining his ankle. His hopes for Jerome were high, he had felt the attraction the moment the boy had entered the infirmary, normally juniors unless they were already known were left alone until they began fagging then their possibilities were explored. Jerome would not be the youngest boy he had deflowered but he would be the youngest in the school at this time. His ankle pained him and he uttered a low audible groan. The journey to get Jerome had proved tiring and at one point he had hidden in a doorway when he caught sight of one of the masters escorting a boy, he had not recognised the boy and was concerned, as leading boy trainer he controlled the masters' access to responsive boys, he knew all the masters' proclivities he and his successors kept detailed records of such activity, the boy he recognised was twelve and was already written up as a possibility, the boy would now have to be interviewed and assessed and the master would have to be warned and punished for such a transgression but such knowledge was always useful in school surroundings. He stopped and took a deep breath and then a movement on the landing below took his attention. "Guy," he heard the whisper, 'it was Jerome' he thought, 'the boy was actually coming to him' what a wonderful boy. He stopped and waited. Jerome made his way upstairs he could see Guy standing at the next landing he was clearly outlined in the moonlight coming in through the stairwell windows and as he topped the stair he could clearly see Guy's throbbing member sticking out long and hard from his dressing gown, the tip glistening in the soft moonlight. "Jerome," whispered Guy, "is that really you, Jerome you wonderful boy," and he held out his arms lifting up the slight youth to kiss him hard on the lips, pulling him up against his lusting member. Jerome relished Guy's strength and special aroma which was very strong just then and he hugged Guy back enjoying the feel of Guy's leaking member against his skin. "Come on," he whispered putting the boy down and leaning on Jerome's shoulder. "Where are we going?" asked Jerome who wanted to spend the night with his idol if possible. "The infirmary," replied Guy, he knew he could not take the boy to his own bed the boy was not ready for orgies yet. Carefully they let themselves into the infirmary; their bed as they considered it was bereft of bedclothes, just a covering dust sheet. Matron's port induced snores could just be heard through her closed door. "It will have to do," whispered Guy, "we can use our dressing gowns to keep us warm." By the light of the moon they quickly arranged themselves, Jerome's dressing gown was folded for a pillow and they snuggled under Guy's to keep warm. Jerome after a few deep kisses slid down the bed and recognising Guy's urgent need quickly sucked the sticky leaking tube of flesh. It did not take long before Jerome was furiously swallowing a large amount of orgy induced seed and partially sated Guy pulled Jerome back up to kiss him. "How did you know I needed you?" he whispered, his hand busy with Jerome's stiff cocklet. "I don't know," whispered Jerome, "I just woke up suddenly, fully awake not sleepy at all and I knew, so I grabbed my stuff and headed for the stairs, somehow I knew I would find you." They kissed and cuddled and stroked and then Jerome turned himself around and slid back down under the warmth of Guy's dressing gown so they could lie side by side and suck at each other. Jerome had two trembling warm filled peaks before Guy produced another spend of his seed. They then lay face to face kissing gently. "I don't want to sleep alone," grumbled Jerome, wanting to stay with Guy, he was comfortable there now. "Can't risk it," sighed Guy, "so much trouble if we get caught," he let the boy have a few more minutes and then insisted that they went back to their own beds. They kissed goodbye at the landing and then Jerome wrapped his dressing gown around him it was getting cold and made his way to his dorm, whilst Guy much more happier now and replete made his way back to his dorm. Guy stepped carefully into his dorm, the room was much quieter now, just Grogger getting his final tup from one of the young fags. He could see arms and legs and lumps in all the beds except his own, as he slipped into his own cold bed, he heard the boy tupping Grogger grunt as he spent and then the springing of bedsprings as they rearranged themselves for the night. In Jerome's dorm he silently opened the door and entered the room, quietly he made his way to his bed and slipping his dressing gown and slipper of slipped into the now cold sheets. As he shivered trying to warm the bed he heard a sound. "Jerome, Jerome," it was Sebastian. "What do you want?" whispered Jerome. "I'm cold," said Sebastian, "can I bunk in with you?" Jerome himself cold and not wanting to sleep alone now replied, "Yes if you want." He heard Sebastian cross the floor and felt him slide under the blankets. "What's happened to your pyjamas?" Sebastian sounded confused. "Guy says he never wears anything in bed," whispered Jerome, "so I'm just trying to be like him." "Really," whispered Sebastian and Jerome could feel him moving in the bed, next he could feel Sebastian's naked flesh. "If its good enough for Guy," he heard Sebastian say, "then its good enough for me." They lay close together bodies touching exchanging heat and Jerome leaned closer and kissed Sebastian on the lips, he felt they were very soft. "Why did you do that?" whispered Sebastian. "Your my friend and I like you," replied Jerome then he felt Sebastian's lips on his. "I like you too," whispered Sebastian. Jerome pulled his friend closer and they kissed some more, Jerome slid his hand down Sebastian's smooth satin soft body, it was a very different sensation from that of Guy's and he found Sebastian's tiny worm of a member, gently he began to caress it feeling it stiffen. "What are you doing now?" said Sebastian, "it feels funny but nice." "Its just something to help warm the bed," whispered Jerome and he continued to caress the compliant boy until he felt his gasp and tremble. "Do you feel warm now?" he asked. "Ohh yesss," whispered Sebastian and Jerome held him and kissed him softly and soon they fell asleep in each others arms. Jerome woke early in the morning enjoying the feeling of Sebastian close to him touching him, he stroked the sleeping body once again finding Sebastian's member, it grew in his hand and he felt it harden and get hot. "Why are you doing that now?" whispered a sleepy Sebastian, "I'm hot now." "I know." replied Jerome, "I just wanted to make you feel nice." "Oh all right then," said Sebastian and Jerome continued to stroke him and kiss him until he felt Sebastian shiver. "Ohh, I do feel nice," whispered Sebastian, "thank you Jerome." They fell back asleep until the rising bell woke them. Jerome woke up and stretched, Sebastian doing the same thing, their arms touched and they giggled. "That was fun last night," said Sebastian shyly. "I'm glad you liked it," whispered Jerome sliding a hand back down under the blankets to cuddle Sebastian between the legs making the boy twist and turn and laugh. Jerome got out of bed and put his dressing gown on and slippers and stood at the staircase waiting for Guy who soon appeared, his limp was less pronounced and the ankles' odd colours were beginning to fade. "Good morning little nurse," grinned Guy pulling Jerome close to him opening his dressing gown to feel the boys soft skin up against his own. They made their way to the showers and as before Jerome hung up their gowns and supported Guy into their usual cubicle. Once inside the shower Guy picked Jerome up and kissed him sliding his tongue deep into the boys mouth. "I really missed not having you beside me this morning," whispered Guy. Jerome could feel how hard Guy's member was. "What do you want me to do?" he said. "Suck me straight away," smiled Guy, "then wash me and probably I'll be ready again." Without bothering to turn the shower on Jerome quickly sank to his knees and began to suck Guy's member with energetic movements. Guy oblivious to his surroundings groaned and moaned as the boy slurped and slicked away and then he grunted as he spewed forth a mouth filling spend of his seed, Jerome gulped swallowing the large load trying not to cough or splutter. Guy relieved sank against the shower wall and sighed heavily. Jerome got up off his knees and turned on the water pulling Guy under the jet and quickly began to wash him by the time he had finished with Guy's back and moved to scrub Guy's front, Guy was already beginning to stiffen again. In the end Guy stopped Jerome from washing him to pull him down to deal with his now reloaded and throbbing member. Jerome now expertly sucked the next load of seed sating for the moment Guys needs. After the morning shower Jerome helped Guy dry himself and then assisted him up the staircase to the infirmary where he watched Matron apply a new bandage, they parted them to go to their dorms to dress, Guy telling Jerome he would meet him in the garden at lunchtime in the same place as yesterday. Jerome rushed to the potting shed after finishing his lunch, he had seen Guy depart through the kitchen area and by the time Jerome found him Guy was totally naked, even his bandage lay strewn across the pile of his clothes. Guy swung the boy up and kissed him as soon as he too was naked, then he laid him down on the ground. "Now I need to teach you some more ways to get my seed so that it is even more pleasant for me and for you as well," smiled Guy and he proceeded to teach Jerome how to suck his testicles and take his member deep into his mouth. "Hush, hush," Guy soothed as Jerome gagged, nearly losing his lunch, "it takes practice, no one can mange it the first couple of times," but with perseverance by the end of lunchtime Jerome was able to take seven of Guy's eight inches. "Well done," grunted Guy as he jerked spending his seed into Jerome's mouth, a good deal of it going straight down his throat, "a few more tries and I'm sure you will be able to do it at will." Jerome could only nod his mouth was still full of Guy's seed dribbling member. D He felt Guy stoke his hair gently, it made him feel good, wanted, liked, even loved, having the attention of a Senior also helped his standing in the school. He liked the way Guy's friends, even the Senior's fags respected him. "You doing anything Saturday?" asked Guy softly, preparing his plan for deflowering the boy. "N, no," replied Jerome, a little mystified by Guy's question. Saturday afternoons once morning school was over was usually reserved for sporting activities. If there were no matches scheduled then it was possible to leave school grounds but juniors like himself were required to be accompanied by a Master or a Prefect and would have to be on 'best behaviour the whole time, the attraction being the sweetshop in the village which sold the flavourfull temptations or the teashop which provided the scumptiest of cream cakes and meringues. "I'd like you to join me on the river," said Guy, "there is no match this weekend and I will not be able to train for a few days yet and a boat ride will be a welcome diversion." Jerome sat up straight, he was amazed, his friends would not believe it either, not only getting away from the confining Masters and Prefects but a trip on the river, juniors only managed that if their parents or family friends came up and he had been invited by a Senior to go on such a trip, his heart burst with pride. "Really?" he asked his astoundment glowing his face, his eyes sparkling with unuttered joy. "My little nurse deserves a treat for looking after me and my member so well," smiled Guy. "Oh yes please," beamed Jerome and he blushingly kissed Guy heartily on the mouth. Guy kissed back, sliding his tongue deep inside Jerome's responsive mouth, tasting the slight trace of his seed on the boys tongue. Slowly he eased Jerome's mouth down his body, Jerome quickly catching on what was required. As the boy began to practise his deep throating, Guy casually licked his finger and ran it gently between Jerome's naked buttocks, finding the wrinkled skin that formed the virginal boy pussy. Tenderly he caressed the puckered skin, rubbing his slick finger back and forth across the soft wrinkles, feeling Jerome wriggle in appreciation of the new sensation. 'Tonight during prep he would begin preparing Jerome's boy heaven ready for his deflowering, he ought to be able to get Jerome able to accept the three fingers required by Friday night,' he thought to himself and as visions of the boy lying beneath him being penetrated for the first time, crying out his virginal lust flooded his sensations his cock spurted heavily into Jerome's mouth. To be continued.... Comments to lostinspace1966@live.com Other stories on nifty - see Frequent Authors page for direct links (V for Van T Z Boi) Donny Parts 1 and 2 Teacher and pupils get closer and closer Banged Away Parts 1 and 2 Behind locked doors, juveniles at their best Playing Trains Parts 1 and 2 Babysitting fun Pa Grub and Me Parts 1 and 2 Hillbilly love Ace Tales -Jet's First Stopover Date Part 1 Ace is the best, read why Galahad Rides Out Part 1 Edwardian Public schooldays and nights Learning the Ropes Part 1 A youth and a boy, but whose teaching who? 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