Date: Mon, 15 Nov 2010 10:35:42 +0200
From: Byron McAlister <byron.mcalister@gmail.com>
Subject: South African Boarding School Chapter 2

At 6h30 the next morning I sat bolt upright in my bed, dazed and
confused. There was a loud ring and I could not for the life of me figure
out where I was. Then it dawned on me that I was at boarding school and
that deafening sound was the morning wake up bell.  The memories of last
night's wanking session came flooding back to me when I ran my hand down my
chest to adjust my boner and felt dried up cum which I didn't clean up the
night before.  I was starting to have panic attacks that I had imagined the
other bed squeaking and in fact it was just my bed squeaking and the other
guys would laugh at me.  But once the loud ringing had stopped I hear
premature ask if everyone slept alright and we all slowly got out of bed.
Not knowing what to do with my morning boner I tried to cover it with my
hand but Zimbo, Marlboro and Gatti were already heading out of the dorm
with their boners leading the way so I followed suit.  The bathroom was a
crazy wave of guys pissing, brushing teeth and showering.  I joined the
madness and dropped my boxers, no point in being shy anymore seeing as
though just about all of the 42 boys had morning boners, and headed for the
urinals.  I was flanked on either side by 2 older guys with bigger cocks
than mine and I could not help looking down at the 2 uncut cocks as their
piss streamed out.  I then moved to the shower room but there were no
showers available so I hovered around the shower entrance until one became
available.  My morning boner had not gone down yet and I was getting a bit
self conscious, but looking around I saw all shapes and sizes of cock still
sporting some morning wood.  Eventually a shower head became available and
I walk over and stood between Zimbo and an older boy.  We were chatting and
washing at the same time. He casually said he was glad to be able to clean
his chest after last night and I almost died of embarrassment.  I had
totally forgotten that I had last night's load on my chest and instantly
started stressing about who had seen it. Almost immediately I felt huge
pangs of embarrassment rush over me as I realised that last night was real
and we all had wanked the night before. I grunted and carried on washing,
trying my best to act cool.  The end of shower bell rang and I quickly
brushed my teeth and joined the flow of guys leaving the bathroom with
towels wrapped their waists. It was like a tsunami of flesh, jokes and
laughter moving up the stairs and into the different dorms.

While we got dressed we discussed what lay in wake for us with our slave
duties, all of us as apprehensive as the next. Hunter and I discussed
sharing our duties that Gavin would give us and we wondered how we were
going to cope.  The general idea was that we were lucky because we were 2
guys doing 1 guys chores.  The rest of the dorm also came to the same
conclusion and suddenly Hunter and I were felling more relaxed and even
started joking about what an easy time we were going to have.  When the
breakfast bell rang we casually made our way to the dining hall but nothing
would have prepared us for what awaited us.  As we got to the dining hall
door the same grade 11 boy who hosted the auction the night before said we
had to go up to the third floor and go to the grade 12 boys who were
waiting for us there.

None of us were in too much of a hurry to get up to the senior boys dorm so
Chicken Wings lead the way and almost ran up the stairs.  There was a sign
on the door saying knock when we arrive and wait for instructions.  Chicken
Wings knocked on the door and a few seconds later we heard Gavin's voice
telling us to come in.  My eyes almost popped out when we saw 10 naked
grade 12 boys standing in a row with smiles on their faces.  We were
greeted and told to go stand in front of our masters.  We did as we were
told and I tried my best to keep my eyes level but I could not help
sneaking a peek at the 4 uncut and 6 cut cocks that were on display in
front of me. Our masters greeted us and told us that for the next month we
had to dress them before breakfast which meant we had to leave the shower
area 15 minutes early in order to get ourselves dressed and be waiting for
them in their dorm with their school close ready to dress them and have
them ready before the breakfast bell.  In the 15 minutes we had to get
ourselves ready we also had to make our beds, make our masters beds, pack
our books for the day and pack our masters books for the day.  This was
going to be a tight schedule but Hunter and I smiled at each other knowing
that we could share our tasks and we would have an easier time as the rest.
Marlboro and Steve who were James 2 slaves must have had the same thoughts
because almost at the same time Gavin and James said that they expected to
see both of us in the morning and just because there were 2 of us did not
mean we had an easier time, in fact we were going to have a tougher time
than the other guys. My shoulder slumped as I heard sniggers come from the
other guys.  Our master just stood looking at us as if they expected us to
know what to do.  Eventually one of them said that their clothing was not
going to get onto their bodies by themselves and we should get a move on.
We reluctantly went through our masters wardrobes to find clothes and
started dressing them.  Hunter had grabbed a pair of socks which left me
with Gavin's underwear.  My heart was racing has I stood in front of Gavin
and put his underwear through his feet, out of the corner of my eye I
watched 10 other guys do the same thing.  I stood up and pulled Gavin's
jocks up and started to walk away to get his shirt.  He called me back and
said he was not comfortable and I needed to adjust his equipment. I looked
at him as if he was mad but his expression did not change, so I stuck my
hand down the front of his jocks and moved his cock to a position I thought
would be suitable, again I started walking away and again he stopped me.
Same story, his equipment was not in the right position.  So again I stuck
my hand in his jocks, I could have sworn his cock was bigger than the first
time I did it.  This time he seemed happy and I went to fetch his
shirt. Hunter put his socks on and the rest of dressing him was pretty
uneventful.  Our masters told us that because it was our first day they had
made their own beds and breakfast had been extended but as of tomorrow we
had better make it on time or there would be serious consequences.  I did
not doubt for a second that there would be.

Once everyone was dressed we were sent down to the dining hall, as we
walked in we could hear the sniggers from the older boys, who being grade
8's once themselves knew exactly what we had just done.  Shortly after we
sat down the grade 12s walked in and Gavin made his way to the stage where
the dorm master usually spoke to us from.  He said that today was a special
breakfast and no staff members would be present.  He then said that before
breakfast would be served the grade 8s would sing the school and dorm song.
Fear and panic gripped all 12 of us.  We hadn't even looked at the rule
book we were given the day before.  We all sat dumb struck not knowing what
to do or say.  The whole dining hall was chanting and clapping for us.
Eventually Marlboro stood up and said that it was ridiculous to expect us
to have leant to songs in one day especially seeing as though we had the
auction the night before.  This was met with loud booing from the rest of
the guys.  Gavin said that seeing as though we did not respect Murray
House, Murray House would not respect us.  He said that for the next week
as soon as we entered the Murray House we had to strip naked and had to
remain naked the entire time we were in the house except during meal times
when we could wear underwear.  We tried to protest but knew it was
pointless.  Gavin then said we had until the next morning to learn both
songs and if we didn't punishment would not be humiliating, it would be
physical.  We were sent to our dorm to get unchanged and told be pack in
the dining hall in 5 minutes. We ran upstairs and got naked and ran back
down stairs. We walked into the dining hall in our underwear except for
Steve who had taken everything off by mistake.  Gavin was not impressed and
told Steve that he would have to say a 10 minutes speech at dinner time
about the history of underwear.

Our masters called us over to their table and gave us their breakfast
routines.  Gavin always has 2 cups of coffee with his breakfast; one as he
sat down and the other was to be made half way through breakfast so it was
cool enough for him to down just before he left.  He also gave us a list of
other breakfast requirements which we would have to write down as soon as
we could in order not to forget them.  The rest of breakfast was a blur
between serving Gavin and trying to get some food ourselves.  After
breakfast we were reminded that we had to be naked and were told to meet
our masters in the common room in 5 minutes, and to bring note pads.  We
raced upstairs threw our underwear off scribbled down what we remembered
about the breakfast routine and raced back down stairs to the common room.
The common room had been transformed into what looked like an interview
area.  Our masters were sitting at one side of individual tables and there
were chairs for us opposite them.  We were told to take a seat, Hunter and
I had to sit really close together and out thighs were touching most of the
time.  I could not held but glance over at is cut cock which looked to be
the same size as mine but he had more hair than me.  The morning was taken
up by our masters giving us lists of what they expected from us over the
next month.  They also gave us a list of punishments that would be dealt if
we slipped up on any of the tasks.  Gavin's list seemed never ending and
Hunter and I immediately regretted teasing the other guys about having an
easier time than them.

Gavins list was stupidly long and included regular things like making his
bed, doing his laundry, serving his breakfast, lunch and supper, to some
things I thought were a little strange if not downright ridiculous like
making sure he had tissues next to his bed and cleaning up the used tissues
every morning.  I pretested and said that I'm not touching another guys
boogers and he said with his ever charming smile that I need not worry, and
that the tissues were not full of boogers. I was about to ask what was in
the tissues when I remembered that I had nothing to clean up with the night
before. I was both grossed out and excited that Gavin had just told us that
he wanked just about every night and out of the corner of my eye I could
have sworn Hunters cock got a bit thicker, I know mine did.

After changing into our underwear for lunch we were given the afternoon off
and could do whatever we wanted.  It was a group decision that we were
going for a swim.  We took our rule books with us to learn the songs for
tomorrow's breakfast.  The pool seemed to be a popular option with the
other dorms as well, it was packed. This was the first time we got to
interact with the boys from the other dorms and we swapped stories about
being slaves and the stuff we would have to be doing. Obviously leaving out
having to touch our master's cocks and tidy up after he wanked.  We had a
good time at the pool and it seemed like all 4 dorms had not learnt their
songs and were all practicing.  We could only imagine if they had the same
punishment as us but for fear of being teased we never spoke about it.  The
12 boys form Murray House pretty much stuck to ourselves, we had formed a
bond already and a friendship was growing among 12 of the most unlikely
guys around.

We got back in time for the dinner bell and quickly went to our room to put
on clean underwear and went down to the dining hall.  Ox looked at us a
little funny when we walked in but never said anything, I'm sure we were
not the first group of grade 8's to arrive at dinner in their underwear.
Steve was called up to say his speech which he stuttered through much to
the amusement of everyone but at the end of it he got a round of applause
from the whole dining hall and you could see the pride shining out of him.
During shower time I was showering between Zimbo and a grade 10 boy when
then the grade 10 boy challenged Zimbo to an arm wrestle.  This was going
to be good. There was no way the older guy was going to beat Zimbo.  The
whole shower room was packed with naked guys cheering for the guy they
wanted to win.  I had never been squashed between so many naked guys before
and my cock ignored every thought I tried to throw at it to make it stay
soft.  Within a few minutes I was hard as a rock and there was nothing I
could do about it.  I wanted the drain pipes to open up and swallow me
whole.  I then felt something sticking into my back and something similar
sticking into my left thigh, I looked around and noticed that a grade 11
boy was standing next to me at an angle and his hard uncut cock was
pressing into my thigh.  I looked back and saw Gavin shouting for the grade
10 boy to beat the crap out of Zimbo, and his beautiful cut cock was
sticking right into the small of my back.  How come Gavin was always
around? My mind was racing; I was excited and more turned on than I had
ever been.  Gavin was really getting into the arm wrestling match and his
cock was pushing harder and harder into me.  I thought I was going to cum
on the spot so I tried to move away. But every time I moved Gavin's cock
found a way of touching me.  At one stage I was pushed right up against the
guy in front of me who happened to be Pierre another of the dorm prefects.
He didn't seem to mind and was sure he was pushing back onto my hard
cock. He even repositioned himself to show me that his uncut cock was also
rock hard.  I looked around and saw that most of the guys had boners.  I
put it down to over excited hormones and all the body contact, but I sure
as hell was not complaining.  Zimbo eventually won the arm wrestle, the
first outright win for the grade 8's.  Zimbo was congratulated by most of
the older guys and we seemed to have a hero in out group.  Shortly after
that the end of shower bell went and we all stuffed our boners into our
towels as we wrapped them around our waists and headed back to our dorms to
get ready for supper.  On the way out Michael reminded us that we had to be
naked and we ran up to our room with our boners swaying in front of us.  It
was one thing having a boner when you were protected by your pj's or
underwear, but being exposed like this we all suddenly became very
embarrassed.

 There was no free time or prep tonight because school was starting
tomorrow and we were told to get an early night because tomorrow was going
to be a crazy day.  As we got into our room we immediately put on underwear
or pj's to hide our boners.  It was too early to go to bed so we all
climbed onto our wardrobes and started chatting.  I challenged Marlboro
about his smoking which he defended by saying it was too risky to smoke at
the moment but as soon as things calmed down he would start again.  Bowler
bored us all about how wealthy he was and that his father was some distant
relative of some duke or some in England. His story was another reason for
me not to like him.  Zimbo told us fascinating stories about white water
rafting and living on a game farm in Zimbabwe where he had tons of land to
ride his motor bike and just generally be wild.  Cast eventually told us
how he broke his arm and that it was the sixth time he had broken his arm
because he had some bone disease or another.  I told of how I was at the
school because of rugby and which started a debate between Zimbo, Marlboro,
Hunter, Gatti and I about which team we would be playing for. Bets were
made and after that conversation seemed to die down.  One by one we jumped
off our wardrobes and climbed into bed.  We were in bed before the lights
out bell went and as soon as darkness flooded the room my cock started
demanding attention.  I was running through the day's events, starting off
with seeing my dorm mates with boners, to seeing most of the shower room
full of boners, to Zimbo telling me about the cum on his chest, to my cum
on my chest.  Then to touching Gavin's cock and finding out that he also
wanked just about every day. And then finally the craziness that happened
in the showers just a little while ago.  I had no option I had to wank.
But someone had started before me.  The familiar squeaking of a bed started
somewhere on the other side of the room.  I was dying to know who it was.
I pulled my cock out of my boxers and started jacking off. I didn't care if
anyone heard me I needed to cum and I needed to cum bad.  One by one I
started to hear grunts and moans as each of us came just like the night
before.  I was adamant to be the last one to cum but when it was just mine
and 1 other bed squeaking I could not hold back any more and shot the
biggest load of my life.  And shortly after a deep inhale and then huge
exhale from what I could have sworn was Hunters bed.  I fell asleep pretty
much quickly after that, with thoughts of how boarding school definitely
had its ups and downs. But if the last two days were anything to go buy I
was really looking forward to it.

Chapter 3 soon...
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