Date: Sat, 29 Apr 2017 11:21:51 -0400
From: Robbie Robot <lostinspace1966@protonmail.com>
Subject: FAGGING  FOR GUY PART FIVE

FAGGING FOR GUY – PART FIVE

© Van T Z Boi 2017

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       Jerome swallowed rapidly, his throat contracting now around the
fleshy tube that penetrated him. He fought the gagging reaction as he
sought to please Guy. His gulping along the spongy shaft milked the seed
which dropped straight down his throat to his stomach. Guy retracted his
member slightly so that the final pearly spurts coated Jerome's tongue and
panting from the exertion Jerome savoured the spicy saltiness of his hero's
juices. Jerome continued to nuzzle the pulsing prong until Guy cried out.

       "No more, no more, my balls are empty now," he caressed Jerome's
head and pulled him upwards. "that was well done," he smiled as he kissed
the spermy lips. The two lay quietly gently kissing, Guy's hand now firmly
between Jerome's buttocks, his finger knuckle bent pushing aside the
virginal lips of Jerome's boyquim as it entered the heated tunnel. Jerome
squirmed at the invasion, his position such that he rubbed himself against
Guy's taut body, his young member pressing against the satiny skin and the
soft spongy shaft of Guy's member. "Relax, relax," whispered Guy into
Jerome's ear, "this is just another start to a greater pleasure for us
both," he nuzzled Jerome's neck, nipping the boys earlobes and Jerome
writhed as the three sensations confounded his senses again and he felt
even more joyous. The finger in his bumhole penetrated even further and
then there was a fourth sensation, greater than all the three and Jerome
felt a wonderful tingle begin to spread through him. Guy felt the reaction,
`I've found his sweet spot," he thought exultantly and swiftly tapped his
finger repeatedly until Jerome cried out with delight and shuddered through
a wonderful dry orgasm.

       "Ohh, ohhh, ohhhh, Guy," he mewled his mouth seeking Guys' so they
could kiss as the last throbs of his climax drifted away. Guy stroked
Jerome's back, his finger lay still inside the warm wet boycunt and Jerome
sighed now enjoying the feeling of Guys arms around him.

       The school bell rang and quickly the boys untangled themselves and
began to dress, as Jerome reached for his knickers Guy grasped his hand,
"No," his voice firm, "now that you have a duty to attend to my member you
should follow the other unwritten rules, you must like me wear no
undergarments. Here," he grabbed Jerome's knickers and vest and stuck them
in his blazer pockets. Jerome stood naked and openmouthed and annoyed with
himself.

       "I forgot," he apologised, so used to dressing it had been automatic
to dress fully.

       "Come to my study tonight," Guy said thickly his voice, "we will
continue your lessons and you can these back again; you can place them out
for laundry and then once they are cleaned and stored, then you need not
wear such garments until necessary." Jerome's face brightened at the
prospect of seeing Guy again in the hallowed study and obedient he dressed
minus his undergarments.

       As the day progressed Jerome found his mind wondering to thinking
about Guy and the wonderful experiences they were sharing. He thought too
of Guy's body and his large member and unconsciously his tongue licked
around the inside of his mouth as though seeking traces of the special
substance that was Guy's seed. The thoughts also caused his own boy member
to stir and rise and pulse and now he relished the sensation as his member
rubbed against the rough texture of his school shorts; the feelings
intensified as the day unfolded and it was just after the schoolday ended
that he found himself in the dormitory with Sebastian, they were changing
for tea as were the others in his dormitory. Sebastian was standing beside
him, wearing only his undergarments, his uniform neatly hung on a hangar;
it was as Sebastian reached up to hang his uniform up that Jerome noticed
his friend's undressed state and a familiar tingle commenced between his
legs. Jerome, himself naked as he no undergarments, stood behind Sebastian
and ensuring no one else was watching pressed his erect boy pickle into the
folds of Sebastian's knickers and stepped close, he delighted in the
sensation as his member rubbed the soft cotton and pushed between the
hidden cleft. Sebastian giggled.

       "Do you want to have some fun?" whispered Jerome in Sebastian's ear.

       "What like?" Sebastian grinned and then his brow furrowed, "where?"
he asked.

       "Come with me," Jerome lead the way; the dormitory corridor was busy
as usual with other students all hurrying to change for afternoon tea so no
one paid any attention to the naked Jerome and Sebastian dressed in just
his underwear as they pressed through the crowd. Down to end of the
corridor they walked and then Jerome stopped outside the laundry locker,
silently he opened the door. Stepping through they padded between the
shelving all clearly marked with Dormitory numbers and then divided by bed
numbers. At the end of the locker by the uniform wardrobing Jerome
positioned Sebastian against the wall in the small niche between the wall
and the wardrobe. Sebastian nervously stood and then he felt Jerome's lips
on his and at the same time Jerome's hand slid inside his cotton knickers
and stroked the already swelling boy member. It was different and yet
familiar to what had happened when they were in bed together and Sebastian
found himself enjoying the sensation of being pressed into the wall by
Jerome's weight and his hard kissing. The two young friends kept as quiet
as they could as their friendship rose to another level; despite the door
being closed they could still hear the sounds of their fellow students
reverberating through the door and both were conscious of the need to hide
their actions.

       "Ohhh, ohhh, ohh," sighed Sebastian as a tingling warmth began to
spread though him, he felt Jerome's fingers caressing his slim member,
teasing the tip and rubbing a finger tip over the head of his glans. The
hand was suddenly withdrawn and Sebastian felt a brief annoyance and then
his knickers were tugged down and his vest pulled over the top of his
head. Now when Jerome pressed against him he felt the heat and pulsing of
Jerome's organ against his skin and the sensation of Jerome's skin against
his own throbbing member, it was exhilarating and exciting. Jerome's lips
covered his, they kissed sweetly for a minute and then Sebastian felt
Jerome's tongue slide inside his mouth, this new exploit sent a further
thrill of excitement along his spine and he trembled. Jerome's hand and
fingers were once again busy and as Sebastian sighed and shuddered he found
his hand was taken by Jerome and placed on friends member, it felt hot and
spongy hard in his hand. Sebastian caught on to Jerome's wishes and he
trembled nervously.

       "What do I do?" he whispered, at a loss as to what was expected of
him, all this was new and so exciting in a different way to the usual
adventures he undertook.

       "Just do what I do," came the reply and now action for action
Sebastian treated Jerome's boymember with the same manipulations. Sebastian
discovered that as much as he enjoyed and liked what Jerome was doing to
him he was also aware the he was enjoying providing the same pleasure for
his friend who was now becoming much more than a friend.

       The two inexperienced young lovers now explored each other's bodies,
Sebastian taking Jerome's lead as they kissed and licked at taut boy
nipples and earlobes, all the time hands and fingers caressed thin wormy
shafts, giving and receiving delicious pleasure, pleasure that once again
mounted and mounted until Sebastian growled and hung onto Jerome, pushing
his member hard against the soft satiny skin as those experienced fingers
brought him once again to a delightful joyous sensation.

       "Ohh, ohhh, ohh, Jerome," Sebastian sighed, his head nuzzling
Jerome's shoulder, "I feel so wonderful," he kissed Jerome's hot lips,
"thank you," he leaned back against the wall.

       "Now it's my turn," Jerome was insistent as they swapped places and
he took Sebastian's limp hand and placed it back on his own heartbeating
throbbing pulsing pricklet. Sebastian made up for his inexperience with his
youthful vigour and Jerome only found that the slight pain caused when his
foreskin was pulled down just that little bit too far only added to the
pleasure he was undergoing under the ministrations of his friend. Jerome
now moaned and sighed as Sebastian's sometime rough handling sent different
invigorating sensations which were still yet similar to those that Guy had
produced inside him; the same tingling tickle was present and required,
needed, demanded scratching or rubbing and in a short time Jerome also
growled and tensed and then stiffened against the wall as he too achieved
his orgasm. His boyish delight was not as intensive as that invoked by Guy
but the fact that it was something he now shared with Sebastian more than
made up for the difference, there was no less nor any loss felt; in fact
both boys had gained something more, something more than friendship.

       Jerome tenderly kissed Sebastian on the lips, a soft non-invasive
sweet pressing of youthful expression of more than comfort; it was not yet
love but that future lay as a path open to them. Sebastian felt a different
warm feeling at the beautiful kiss and instinctively held Jerome's
shoulders to prolong the tender moment. The dining bell rang, shrill and
loud even inside the locker.

       "Time to go," Jerome held Sebastian's hand as they pushed through
the milling throng to quickly dress and rush to take a preferred place at
the tea table.

       In Guy's dormitory a somewhat similar scene was unfolding, Guy stood
naked as Johnson assisted him in undressing, his ankle still twinged and he
supported his weight with a hand on Johnson's shoulder. Johnson had laid
Guy's clothes on his bed and carefully arranged them on Guy's hanger. Guy
sat down on the bed as Johnston placed his clothes in the rack.

       "Anything else I can do for you?" Johnson's eyes remained focused on
Guy's member which lay thickly on his thigh. Guy glanced around the
dormitory, six of the others were being serviced by the other fags and the
sight of such lustiness stirred his member and it thickened and rose.

       "Suck or tup?" Guy smiled as he eased himself up on the bed and
adjusted his pillows.

       "Both," Johnson already naked as was the custom climbed on the bed
and kneeling between Guy's open legs sucked the lengthening meaty shaft
into his mouth and began his adoration of Guy's organ. Guy sighed softly as
the usual delight commenced and then when his member was slick with
Johnston saliva the boy lay down and spread his legs. Groaning slightly due
to the occasional twinge Guy rolled over the slim youth and Johnson grasped
the sticky tube and placed the exposed purple pink tip at the entrance to
his boyquim, with a heavy groan Guy slid forward his member easily piercing
the sticky lips of the thirteen year old and without waiting began to
slowly fuck the fag. Johnson sighed and relished the sensation as the thick
tube slid once again inside him; it took only the merest of movements to
ensure that Guy's member was stroking his special place and then the two
rode at each other, both anxious to please and receive pleasure and sate
the stress of the schooday. It was one of many such couplings that they had
enjoyed and Johnson would be the first to admit that of all the available
cocks in the school, yet alone in his small world, Guy's was the one he
craved for the most. Guy relished the ability to once again fuck a boycunt
although his mind did wonder to thinking about taking Jerome's
virginity. As he thrust back and forth enjoying the sensation of the soft
cotton of his bedsheet against his knees and feet it was soon obvious to
him that his ankle was aching, aching enough to distract him from his
lust. He groaned, a different groan, one that penetrated the lusty trance
that Johnson was in.

       "What's a matter?" Johnson asked concerned.

       "My ankle," groaned Guy, "we need to change position. You will have
to do all the work," Guy sighed as he altered his position, the cool draft
on his wet member sent a slight chill of pleasure along his nerves and then
it was encased again in the hot heat of Johnson's bumhole as the fag
mounted him. Guy lay back against his pillow his fingers on Johnson's
thighs, as the fag rode him, bouncing up and down and rotating his torso to
bring sensual joys and delicious delights to them both. Guy tapped his
fingers to indicate any need to change the rhythm and pace and shortly he
felt Johnson quiver and pulse, his love canal throbbing around his member
as the boy had his climactic explosion. Johnson groaned with the heat of
his joy but did not halt his exertions and immediately began to ride Guy
quickly and slickly. A further boyhood bliss was achieved, not as
deliciously glorious as the first but the quickening of his orgasming colon
around Guy's member brought on Guy's orgasm and Guy gasped as he pumped his
seed into the sucking maw of the thirteen year old fag.

       "Ggghhh, ohhhhh, uurggghh," Guy grunted and then let out a light cry
as at the last his ankle throbbed with non-delightful nor sensual
pain. Johnson slowly and almost tenderly rode the deflating tumescent until
the slimy length slid from his wet boyquim. Obedient to his training he
knelt up and avoiding Guy's injury lay alongside his preferred idol to lick
and suck and clean the sweet lotions that abounded from Guy's cock. His
expert ministrations brought another swell to Guy's lusty shaft so that it
rose slpwly and not so full of urgent ardour but Johnson worked whorishly
to suckle and suck and caress the fleshy tube to fuckful wakefulness and
desire. His head bobbed and bobbed, his tongue and lips slavered away and
his hands caressed the shaft and the gonads beneath until Guy grunted again
and swilled Johnson's mouth with an acceptable tincture of spicy salty
seed. Johnson savoured the taste and texture of his favourite libation and
once again fell to adoring Guy's prick; the clanging of the dining room
bell brought an end to his adoration, although as he helped Guy to dress he
paused as often as he dared to kiss the object of his lust and desires.

       Johnson followed Guy to the dining room where he hurried to join his
fellow fags as they were on waiting duty. Guy settled himself beside Thoddy
who slid his hand along Guy's thigh and caressed the spongy length, it
trembled in his hand and undercover of the Senior's tablecloth he continued
to caress the slowly reconstituting erection. Johnson waited his tables,
avoiding exploring hands when he felt they were not wanted and allowing
those who were to penetrate his open fly and caress his lovestick.

       Jerome and Sebastian as luck would have it managed to get seats
close together and as they sat down instinctively both edged their chairs
so they sat even closer. Once grace was said however other natural
instincts took over and they entered the merry swarm as reaching hands
sought the favoured choice elements; the only difference was that Sebastian
once he had lavishly spread strawberry jam on the last crumpet, took a
knife and cut it in half and shyly presented one half to Jerome.

       "Sebby's got a pash on Jerry," yelled Michael, their friend and
classmate who had noticed the action. The rest of the table took up the
refrain, it was lost in the clamour emanating from the other tables, tea
time was a relaxed time, Masters appreciated that following the strict
lesson regime it was permissible to allow the boys a fairly long length of
rope to hang themselves on. As the meal drew to a close, Masters absented
themselves as the clamour would be allowed to rise even more.

       "A song, a song," the chorus rose and eyes turned towards Sheridan
Flasteral, the leading chorister and one still blessed with the desired
soprano tone of pre-prubescent trebles.

       Sheridan rose to his feet, a hush was called for and answered and
his sweet voice rose as he began to sing the popular ballad, `If Those Lips
Could Only Speak,' as he sang the words, boys eyes filled with tears as
they envisioned their mothers, some lost some still living but all far, far
away and at the chorus, other voices slowly joined him until the whole room
was standing and singing, some not too well in tune but all with heartfelt
emotions. Jerome and Sebastian stood close together, their hands clasped as
they too raised their voices to honour their distant mothers. The last
chorus was left to Sheridan to sing alone and the boys clapped and cheered
and filed away from the dining hall with joy in their hearts and well
filled bellies, ready to brave the harsh reality of evening prep and
study. Guy too enjoyed the song as well as the fact that Thoddy had taken
advantage of the chorusing melee to sink to his knees and suck him to a
delightful conclusion. Thoddy licking his lips, delighting in the taste of
Guy's emission expressed his own joy in loudly singing along with his
fellows, his rich baritone adding to the enrichment of emotional voices.

       Juniors such as Jerome studied en masse in the common room,
Archibald Greytarn, the current Common Room Prefect sat at his own table
and issued ink, paper, and advice as was needed whilst he struggled to
finish his own work. He looked with annoyance as Jerome requested
permission to leave the common room

       "Why do you want to leave prep, you know the rules?" Archie
disapproved of slackers.

       "I have an errand to run for Guy Fishermont," Jerome was confident.

       "Fishermont, what would he want of you," Archie's disapproval
continued however he would not challenge Jerome further. "Go then," he
flicked a dismissive hand, "but I will be checking with Fishermont," he
glared at Jerome.

       "What will you be checking with Guy?" Harold his House Prefect
interjected. Archie stood up swiftly; Harold was his senior in all
respects.

       "This junior insists he has an errand to run on behalf of
Fishermont," Archie's distrustful tone indicating his opinion of Jerome's
truthfulness was quite clear. "I was merely informing him that as his Study
Monitor I need to be assured than any absence is proper."

       "And I have been sent a message from Fishermont asking for
Hansdworth to hasten to his study," Harold turned to Jerome, "now lad be
off and be quick about it." He turned back to Archie and as Jerome
scampered away he heard Harold ask, "and it is your practice to question
the request of a Senior such as Fishermont?" Jerome was through the door
before he heard the reply but his glance back showed him that Archie was
now standing with an open mouth and a very pale looking expression where
the blood appeared to have drained from his face. Jerome lost no more time
to it

       "Undress please," Guy greeted Jerome as the boy stepped inside his
study. Jerome stripped quickly placing his clothes on the back of a
chair. Guy was sitting naked in his armchair close to the fire which gave
of a good heat. He was alone, there was no sign of Thoddy. "Place your sock
on the door handle," Guy told him which mystified him. "It's so anyone who
wishes to enter can see that I am otherwise engaged and unless it is an
emergency I do not wish to be disturbed." He did not add that it was a sign
that sex was the true reason for the displaying of the sock.

       Jerome knelt between Guy's open legs and following Guy's
instructions first of all kissed the tip of Guy's prick licking of the
small bubble of Guy's sweet juices that he was desiring more and more. He
kissed his way down the rapidly expanding shaft and then took Guy's gonads
into his mouth one by one and sucked gently at them, the sensation of the
furry gonads on his tongue was yet another delightful tickling to add to
his growing list of wonders and then he managed to open his mouth wide to
take Guy's entire ballsac into his mouth. "You managed that without
gagging," Guy congratulated his little nurse and Jerome glowed at the
praise. Jerome kissed and licked and sucked and when Guy leant back in the
chair to expose his anus to Jerome's eyes Jerome sat back disquieted; the
quickly explained reason for its exposure at first astounded Jerome,
however once his tongue had tasted the salty musky taint around the
puckered entrance it became another delicious tasting wonderful addition to
his lengthening list of duties associated with his duty to stewardship of
Guy's member. His young tongue flicked back and forth across the slight
hairy lips and then as his head was pressed tight against the now pulsing
entrance his tongue tip slid inside. The aroma and taste sent Jerome into
another stupor and as the pressure against the back of his head increased
his tongue slid even further inside the roseate. The resultant growling
moaning and trembling this action produced in Guy made Jerome vigorously
now attack the hot hole, slicking his tongue back and forth and side to
side as Guy responded to the slavering stimulation.

       Guy felt the boy had done enough and now he pulled Jerome to his
knees and they swapped places. Jerome already at a height of expectation
almost swooned as Guy's lips, mouth and tongue went to work and he watched
through glinting eyes as Guy took his organ and his sac into his mouth and
closing his lips around Jerome's groin sucked hard and deep, Jerome crying
out as the pleasure intensified, Guy repeated the swallowing motion several
times and each time Jerome reacted greater than before as pleasure after
pleasure wracked his senses. Guy's hands now lifted Jerome's body up so
that his own anal entrance was displayed. As Guys; tongue and mouth began
its work Jerome now knew why Guy had moaned and quivered the way he had. A
another set of delicious delectable delights were added to his growing list
and in the midst of his scrumptious delirium Jerome wondered about
practising some on Sebastian, `that swallowing of my organ and sac was
something he was sure that Sebastian would enjoy' and he imagined being
able to offer the same pleasure to Guy; `but my mouth is still far too
small to accomplish that,' he thought as yet another wave of sweet pleasure
washed over him. The probing tongue was a heavenly experience in itself
never mind the sticky sucking across his pucker and then he felt Guy's
probing finger enter him. He tensed at the intrusion unsure of the
sensation.

       "Relax little nurse or this will hurt you," Guy whispered softly,
his face glowing in the reflected light from the flickering flames of the
fire and the inner heat he was enjoying, `how enchanting it is to have a
virginal boy to seduce,' he thought as Jerome trusting now allowed the
insertion.

       "Grrhhh, uuugghhh," Jerome could only cry out with abandonment as
that something inside him was touched, something that sent explosive
shivers deep inside him, tremors that rattled to the very ends of his toes
and fingers and hairs. Jerome was sure his that every hair on his head was
standing on end, hedgehog like as that was the spectacle he was
experiencing. Guy grinned and worked the fingertip across the tiny bulge
watching as Jerome cried and thrashed around on the armchair, his body a
mess of trembling's and quivering's and joys unbounded. Jerome found
himself in another sensual stupor and did not notice the inclusion of a
second finger, he was lost in the white heat of desires unknown but now
experienced were wanted and wanted and needed. He looked up at Guy, there
was a look a gleam in his eye and Jerome felt another rush of heady stupor
invade and conquer him.

       "I think you're ready," Guy leered at the squirming ten year old and
Jerome groaned.

       End of Part Five

       TO BE CONTINUED

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