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Subject: Galahad Rides Out Part One Galahad Rides Out Part One Copyright Van T TZ Boi 2009 (An impure fantasy tale of Edwardian school days and nights set in a minor public school. Past Times, Good Times and a taste of what is to cum) (Thanks to all those who have written about my stories it is wonderful to be so appreciated) Professor Archibald Trewling rose to his feet as his visitor entered his room. “Sir Arthur,” he gushed, a little bit over the top he realised and corrected himself, the Minor baronet himself was not a major contributor to the School’s finances but his family had over the years supported the school to a more than acceptable level, he also wondered why the man had insisted on seeing him personally, most business regarding student’s could be dealt with by telephone these days, ‘parents could be most irritating when one had a school to run’, he thought and then continued to deal with the interruption to his day. “Do sit down,” he said after shaking the soft plump hand of his almost distinguished visitor, albeit unwelcome guest. Sir Arthur sat down in the chair indicated and attempting to put himself more in command of the situation relaxed and indicated the professors’ chair. “Sit down yourself headmaster,” he said, “and thank you for agreeing to see me, whilst the telephone is an important invention, I find it impersonal in some instances, those of a delicate matter especially.” Annoyed at being invited to sit in his own chair, the Professor plumped himself down and at the same time, Higgins his assistant arrived bearing a tea tray which he placed on the desk before the headmaster whilst cleverly managing to also place the file containing details of Sir Arthur’s son, Galahad in his desk drawer. The Professor poured the tea and handed Sir Arthur a cup. “So Sir Arthur, to what do we owe this unexpected pleasure?” Sir Arthur cleared his throat and smiled, “As you probably surmise it does concern my son, Galahad, he is approaching his fourteenth birthday shortly and I wanted to check he is developing naturally. I had noticed from your excellent reports that his French has recently showed improvement, and that the level of his English achievements have maintained an acceptable level; I also note that the Sportsmaster comments he has showed an enthusiasm if not actual talent in sporting activities. I am also pleased to see that his Year Tutor has reported that he has taken part in the school social activities and that he is considered to be a popular member of the school.” The Headmaster quickly scanned the folder, Galahad Camealot was not a boy who registered in his sights, he was not a problem child, neither was he gifted, he therefore remained hidden in the mainstream who bypassed him and went on to become those that led uninteresting and in the most cases uneventful lives. “Ah yes,” nodded the Professor, “the improvement in his French is mostly down to the new French Master, who has been giving him extra tuition which appears to be producing results, his English master, Mr Aster is also continuing with his extra tuition therefore maintaining his progress and whilst not a talented athlete I see he has shown his enthusiasm in many ways. Your son is making progress and I feel he will one day take a useful place in society.” Sir Arthur, nodded and asked, “And his natural development, he is,” he coughed embarrassed, “he is, er, there are the normal signs.” ‘Normal signs’ thought the Professor, ‘what is the man talking about’, “Sir Arthur?” he accentuated the questioning tone in his voice. Sir Arthur blushed deep red and spoke, “His m, m, manhood,” he croaked his voice breaking at the last moment. The professor suddenly understood, “Ah, I see,” he murmured and checked the report for matron’s comments, ‘signs of maturity evident, normal growth of pubic hair and testicular check confirms appropriate hormonal growth.’ “Well,” he smiled all appears to be in order, “I haven’t had any complaints from the maids yet but there’s plenty of time yet he will I hope be with us for a few more years yet,” he hoped the small joke was accepted by his guest. Sir Arthur breathed a sigh of relief, “Good, good, one does hear tales sometimes of late development, quite worrying, but,” he brightened, “if all is in order then I may proceed.” He smiled at the headmaster, “You can see why I wanted to speak to your personally, becoming a man is a somewhat personal and delicate matter. Well in that case I will pick him up from school in two weeks time on Saturday afternoon and return him by Sunday in time for supper, He will not require his belongings I will arrange everything for his short stay. I trust that will not inconvenience you or your staff,”” Sir Arthur rose to his feet, “thank you headmaster for your valuable time and I bid you adieu.” The professor rose and shook the proffered hand, “Did you not want to see your son Sir Arthur, I’m sure he could be easily located?” “No, no, don’t disturb his studies,” Sir Arthur waved his hand, “I’ll see him for his birthday. Thank you so much for the tea.” and he was gone. The perplexed and puzzled headmaster stood open mouthed as his visitor left. ‘What on earth was that all about’ he wondered and then called for Higgins. “Higgins make a note that Galahad Camealot is being picked up after school on his fourteenth birthday by his father and that he will be off school property until he returns in time for Sunday night supper.” “Yes sir,” nodded his assistant. Sir Arthur in the meantime proceeded down the drive in the carriage he had brought with him from the station, he checked his watch he should be in good time for the next train to London where his next appointment included making arrangements for his son’s birthday. He smiled as he thought of his son becoming a man, Galahad was his third son, his older brothers were already at Minor universities but as a third son himself, Sir Arthur had a soft spot for his own, knowing some of the problems that being third in line meant. Galahad at that moment was earning his next B-plus in French, the French Master gave a final thrust of his gallic cock embedded in the teenagers vibrating boy pussy and for the second time that session jetted his man cream into the boys bowels. He collapsed on the boy kissing him on the mouth, his wispy moustache tickling Galahad’s upper lip. “Zank you deer boy,” he wheezed, “an excellent performance as usual,” and he rolled of the boy his cock making a slurping sound as it left the semen slicked hole. He lay on his back, they were lying on the carpet of his study as he could not chance being seen taking the boy to his rooms. ‘Galahad is an excellent fuck’ he thought and a wonderful find, ‘it’s a pity he could not give the boy an A for his effort’ but the boys French was despicable and he could just about quantify the B-plus he would award him, it kept the boy midstream and did not draw attention. Galahad lay on his side and grasped the thick cock and squeezed it gently. “No more,” he whispered and Mr Etienne sighed. “Sorry Galahad, but I will need time to recover my lust,” he sighed, thinking ‘how nice it would be to have the sole use of the boy for a whole day, then he would show him gallic cock at its best’ and he looked at the boy, “You fuck to well little friend, my poor balls are empty.” Galahad laughed and kissed his French master on the nose, he sat up and began to search for his clothes which once located h began to put on. Mr Etienne watched the delightful slim boy as he dressed admiring the toned muscles of the thirteen year old. He stood up himself and handed Galahad a handwritten piece of paper. “Ere,” he said, “copy zis, it’s the essay you need for your ‘omework, copy it exact, and it will be graded as B-plus.” Galahad took the paper and folded it slipping it into his blazer pocket, then he sank to his knees and began sucking the dangling tube. Mr Etienne gasped and did his best to will his cock to rise but his balls ached with each suck the boy took. “Sorry little one,” he said and gently pulled the boy to his feet where he bent down to kiss the cute lips, “next time eh.” “Okay sir,” grinned Galahad, “see you in class tomorrow.” and he left the study picking up his sports bag on the way out. Shouldering his bag he headed for the changing rooms where he chose an empty spot and began to change. A number of boys hailed him as they also changed and soon he was out on the practice field limbering up before the training session began. Soon he was running, kicking the ball and throwing himself into the session with his usual gusto. The session over he headed back to the shower hanging back slightly to greet Jack Thannet, the School’s First Eleven Football Captain who placed a sweaty arm across the younger boy’s shoulder. Jack at sixteen was proving zonguldak escort to be an excellent choice for captain and the school team was thriving under his leadership. Mr Taylor led the boys into the locker rooms, as usual there was the normal amount of horseplay and he left them to shower and change whilst he entered his own enclosure to shower and change. Dressed he left his room, observing that some of the senior boys were still waiting to use the showers and he shouted at the younger one to get a move on. Whilst he was showering he had not seen Galahad once he was naked pick up his towel and walk towards the senior boys who changed in a particular part of the locker room. The eight senior boys smiled as the boy walked towards them and Jack stood up and pulled the towel off the boy, throwing it on top of his own. He then opened the storage locker and Galahad stepped through. Once inside Jack closed the door and the others sat keeping an eye out waiting their turn. Inside Galahad sat down on the makeshift bed created from bags of old uniforms and sporting gear and quickly sucked the thick cock that had grown from Jack’s groin, Jack groaned quietly as he felt the soft lips and mouth enclose him and he caressed Galahad’s hair. Once Galahad was happy the thick tube was wet enough he lay back and Jack slid between the wide open legs, Galahad took the boys cock in his hand and guided it to his pussy hole, with a grunt Jack slid in, he began to fuck the boy straightaway using Mr Etienne’s sperm as a lubricant. Jack kissed the boy and their tongues duelled, it was one reason the door remained closed as kissing another boy was considered ‘sissy and girlish’ and Jack could not allow his reputation to be impugned. “Fuck Gladdy,” he said his pet name for the boy, “you feel slippy tonight,” and rooted around in the slimy mess. Gladdy simply crossed his legs across Jack’s backside and squeezed using his muscles both internal and external. Jack groaned and fucked harder and soon his own sperm joined that already inside the boy. “Fuck that was good Gladdy,” he sighed and again kissed the soft lips. Gladdy beamed and squeezed the semi-erect cock inside him. Jack moaned but eased himself back. “No,” he said, “no time, the others are waiting,” and he slid out of the tight boy pussy with regret. Jack stood up and opened the door, Terry stood in the doorway and they made room to pass each other. As he stepped out of the locker, Terry was already easing his thin tube into the boy, no kisser was Terry, all he wanted was his fuck and Gladdy was the best fuck in the school, even better than the whore who walked the riverside at night. Outside the locker room the other boys looked at the slimy tube that now hung between his legs and their own arousal increased, Harry adjusting his towel to hide his probing stub. Jack sat down on the bench and breathed heavily then once calm he felt energised and stood up, a drip of sperm hitting the floor from his flaccid cock as he did so. “I’m off to work my body,” he said and strode off towards the weights room. By the time Mr Taylor made his rounds, three of the boys had fucked Gladdy and the fourth was just about to fire his load inside the boy. “Where’s Thannet?” asked Mr Taylor looking at the boys sitting on the bench. “i think he’s doing weights sir,” replied Simon, hoping the teacher could not see the lump in his towel, Simon was next through the door. Inside James, stopped in mid thrust, his balls ready to spurt as he waited for the teacher to hopefully finish and go. “Well I’m off back to my study,” stated Mr Taylor, “can you ask him to lock up please and hand the keys in,” and he passed the set of keys to Simon, who timidly took them trying to control his towel from exposing his erect cock at the same time. Mr Taylor stomped off and as the boys breathed a sigh of relief James grunted and shot his teen cum into the sucking hole. One by one the boys slid inside the locker and Gladdy’s boy pussy was soon dripping with teen sperm. Jack and his friends who had joined him in the weights enclosure replaced the weights tidily and hit the showers. Jack hanging the bunch of keys he had been entrusted with on a clothes hook. He stood under one jet and enjoyed the hot water hitting his aching body; now all that were left in the locker rooms were himself, his seven friends and Gladdy. He looked up a Tevor the last to fuck Gladdy walked into the shower room his arm around the smiling well fucked boy’s shoulders, Gladdy’s face as ever wore a beaming smile and he glowed from his exertion’s. “Everything all right? Jack called out and Gladdy chuckled. “Course it is,” he smiled and stepping forward he sank to his knees and began to suck the thick tube that now hung between Jack’s legs, as he had recovered from his fuck session with Gladdy. The other boys watched enviously as Gladdy happily sucked Jack off in front of them, the boy energetically moving his head back and forth, slurping down Jack’s eight inches with ease. Jack standing proud his body thrust forward as Glady serviced him. Each boy stood washing under the jets their eyes on the scene waiting and then Jack stood tall and grunted his hands on his hips as he spunked into Gladdy’s mouth, his thick creamy sperm running down the side of Galddy’s mouth as it oozed out of a corner. Gladdy now joined Jack under the shower and they washed each other. Back in the changing room Jack towelled Gladdy dry as he sat on his lap, Gladdy fondling Jack’s cock and balls under the pretence of drying him. Terry now fully dressed came up to them. “Everyone’s gone Jack,” he said, “you’d better hurry or we’ll be late for supper. Do you want me to wait for you and help lock up?” “No,” Jack stretched, “I’ve done everything but the main door. Gladdy and I will be right along as soon as we’ve finished drying and dressing.” Terry left and Jack turned to Gladdy and kissed him, “Now who made you cum tonight?” he asked. “Gladdy giggled, “You and Simon,” he smiled. Jack began to put his shirt on and said, “I want to spend a night with you alone,” he stared to button the shirt, no mean feat with Gladdy trying to suck his nipples. “there’s no match next Saturday, if my uncle can help out would you like to visit the cottage?” Gladdy tongued Jack’s nipple feeling a stirring in Jack’s cock. “Yes please,” he answered placing his hand around the stiffening teen rod. He straddled Jack’s lap and placed the growing cockhead against his wet entrance. “No,” groaned Jack, “look at the time, we have to be at table in fifteen minutes.” Gladdy slid down the stiff cock, “I can get you off in ten minutes,” he smiled, “how long will it take you to get me off?” he chuckled slipping off the offending shirt so that Jack was once again nude. Jack moaned the hot constrictive feeling around his cock felt awesome and he could feel Gladdy’s pussy begin to squeeze him, he growled and there in the locker room he began to hump the boy as much as Gladdy humped him. In then end it took just seven minutes for Gladdy to manipulate Jack to his climax, the effect of Jack thrusting hard off the wooden seat to empty himself managed to provide enough friction for Gladdy to climax and his young cock spluttered his young cum across Jack’s trembling stomach. They kissed and Gladdy released Jack’s cock and smoothed his own cum across the muscular skin, he knew Jack would not dry it off. Quickly they got dressed and as Jack bent down to lock the changing rooms, Gladdy slipped his hands around Jack’s body and deftly unbuttoned Jack’s flies, when he stood up, Gladdy had hauled his cock out and they ended up hurrying back to the main building with the boy constantly caressing the semi hard fleshy tube. In the doorway to the main building, they hid in the recess whilst Gladdy sank to his knees to suck the soft tube, Jack groaning at the delightful feeling but the dining bell rang out and the sound of stampeding feet could be heard. Jack pulled the boy off his hardening cock and hurriedly kissed him. “Come on,” he said, “we can’t be late,” and they slipped in the door, Jack hiding his pulsing cock behind his blazer, it would be too tight in his trousers for the moment. At the dining room door he paused amongst the hurrying crowd, “You are coming to the dorm tonight?” he whispered. Gladdy nodded, and they parted to sit at their own tables, Jack pausing at the masters table to hand over the keys to the changing rooms. “Sorry Mr Taylor,” he apologised, “I forgot to hand them in straight away, I had some work to do on an essay and in the heat of the moment it slipped my mind.” “Thank you Thanet,” acknowledged Mr Taylor accepting the keys. After grace had been said Jack thankfully sat down and Simon who was sitting to his right slipped tunalı escort his hand under Jack’s blazer and grasped his half exposed cock, at the warm touch Simon felt the tube tremble and begin to expand. “Shouldn’t you put this away?” he whispered, stroking his hand up and down the expanding flesh. “Do you want me to?” giggled Jack and he leaned towards his friend, “I’ll leave the decision to you.” Simon grinned and squeezed the spongy tip and leaving Jack’s cock hanging loose he started his meal. Throughout the meal his hand kept returning to Jack’s cock to continue to caress it. When the master’s rose, it was their practice to let the boys half an hour communal time at the end of supper before the boys finished their prep for the evening to allow the boys to let of steam, Jack undid the buttons on his blazer which meant his eight inches were exposed to the view of his neighbours. As Jack had one of the largest cocks in the school, he held an honoured position, boys were fascinated by such large organs and within the school customs it was allowable that boys were allowed to experiment and Jack had certainly been experimented with on many an occasion, and even though Simon was of similar age it was more than acceptable for him to wank his friend. If they had been in a more private location Simon would probably have sucked Jack too but the dining room was far too public a place. Jack undid the rest of his trousers and let them fall to his ankles and he also undid his shirt allowing his entire groin to be exposed. His group of friends gathered around his end of the table as Simon began to stroke the thick cock openly, although they had all seen it before and even done it themselves it was still an engrossing and alluring sight. “Go on Jack,” whispered Terry licking his lips, “strip.” “Yes,” agreed Trevor and the other’s nodded. Jack smiled and slowly removed his shirt and tie, Terry himself knelt to remove Jack’s shoes, socks and trousers, Jack like his gang no longer wore underwear, the youth now sat completely naked and erect in their corner of the dining-room, not the first time but just as enjoyable. Simon now began to wank him in earnest and the gang watched enjoying the spectacle. At last Jack stood up, Simon along with him and he leant forward as his cock exploded, his streams of cum shooting across and along the table. At length he took a deep breath and sank back down on his chair, the gang looked at the trails of creamy sperm on the polished tabletop. “Get Gladdy,” sighed Jack. Terry the swiftest turned and strode towards Gladdy’s table where the boy was listening to one of his friends talk about his half-day out at the circus with his father. He bent and whispered in the boys ear, immediately the youth stood up and rushed over to the small crowd. Without being told he leaned over the table and began to lick up the spermy mess ending up sucking the spermy tip of Jack’s cock before swallowing all the slimy tube into his mouth to suck Jack’s cock tubes dry, the gang watched as Gladdy began to bob up and down on Jack’s cock until Jack groaned and tugged the boy off his thickening cock. “Hey, hey,” he grunted. “tonight okay.” Gladdy reluctantly stood up and the he bent forward and kissed Jack on the lips as the gang watched horrified before trotting off. “Good lord,” sighed Trevor, “kissing him on the lips right after sucking his cock, how awful,” The others also tut-tutted and Jack watched the retreating back, ‘Cheeky little sod’ he thought smiling to himself. Quickly he gathered his clothes and slipping on his blazer he stepped into his shoes and with his gang around him just in case a teacher appeared he walked though the dining room heading for his study. The dining room began to empty as study time beckoned leaving the duty monitors to clean the room and lay up for breakfast. Gladdy also headed for his own study and found Davey his study mate with his head deep in his French essay. Gladdy sat down and began to carefully copy the one Mr Etienne had given him. “Camealot,” Gladdy and Davey both looked up from their desks to see Tartent their study monitor standing in the doorway, “Camealot,” he repeated, “message from Mt Aster, he wants to see you in his study about your essay and make it quick please as you still have to finish your work and I don’t want to be here till bedtime.” The door closed behind him with a slam. Davey looked up at him, “Not again, your always in trouble with Mr Aster.” he said sympathetically. Gladdy stood up and smoothed his shirt and shorts, he picked up his English book and leaving his blazer on the chair left the room saying, “Got to keep up my grades.” He climbed the stairs to the master’s study area and gently knocked on Mr Aster’s door. “Enter,” he heard the gruff voice through the door. Mr Aster smiled as Gladdy entered the room, swiftly he locked the door and turned back to the boy, Gladdy had already taken off his shoes and socks and was unbuttoning his shirt, his tie lay untied around his neck. Gladdy slipped the shirt and tie of his shoulders and hung it on the back of a chair. Mt Aster bent down and slowly undid the tight grey school shorts and slid them down revealing Gladdy’s naked body and erect teen cock, its thin five inches pointing up in the air. He bent down and kissed the pink tip. “Delightful,” he grinned and stood up, he led Gladdy over to his desk and lifted the naked boy up on the already cleared table, a towel already covered the expensive leather top. Gladdy lay back and opened his legs as Mr Aster untied his dressing gown. Gladdy licked his lips as Mr Aster’s thick nine inches came into view and as he felt every inch sink inside him he moaned with delight. Mr Aster slowly fucked the boy to his very depths, ‘no matter how many times I fuck this boy’ he thought, ‘he is wonderfully delightful’ and he bent down to plunder the sweet mouth Gladdy allowing the long tongue to fuck his mouth as hard as his pussy was being pounded. Gladdy moaned now as the long thick cock bounced again and again at his little nub and he could feel his climax approaching as his nipples tingled. Mr Aster felt the grip around his cock tighten and he knew the boy was about to blow, quickly he began to ram the boy to cajole his own climax closer, then Gladdy tensed, his anal muscles clamping the invading tube and he jerked off the table his cock spewing its teenload into the space between his body and his masters, his cum dropped downwards splattering over his naked body and then he whimpered as Mr Aster pounded him for a further two minutes before he battered the boys colon with his man cream, thick and cloying it clung to the pulsing love tunnel. Mr Aster now groaned deeply and fell limp onto the boys trembling body. Gladdy smiled this was one of the moment’s he loved when the man inside became vulnerable and needy and he caressed the strong back feeling the cock inside him slowly wither. Mr Aster recovered his composure and stood up, tenderly he eased his man tube out of the boy watching the thick cream being dislodged and trailing after him on the towel. Gladdy lay back feeling the empty ache in his boy hole and then Mr Aster bent down to kiss the puckered hole, sticking his long tongue inside and slurping a tongue-full of the rich cream out of the puffy tube. Quickly he moved forward to stick the cum laden tongue into the boys mouth and Gladdy slicked and licked the treat, demanding more, three more times Mr Aster visited his gloryhole to feed the demanding youth. The clock on his mantle chimed and reluctantly Mr Aster stood up. “Tme to go Galahad,” he said and helped the boy off the table, Gladdy slipped on his shirt and hiked his shorts up just hooking the top button closed, he slipped his socks into his pockets and picked up his unopened exercise book. At the door he turned to say goodbye and then as Mr Aster stood naked in the doorway he knelt down and began to suck the large tube. Mr Aster groaned and grasped the doorway frame, he watched as Gladdy sucked and sucked and he could feel his cock sliding down the boys throat the wonderful sensations making his cock thicken on its way to another erection. Mr Aster stood there naked in the doorway to his study, exposed and open to view, should another master open his door and look out, for a moment he allowed his lust to control his brain and then with regret he lurched backwards pulling his cock out of the tight throat, Gladdy almost falling on his face as he followed the monster tube into the study. “You little devil,” hissed Mr Aster and helped the boy to his feet, “What am I going to do with you?” Gladdy pointed to the table and smiled his beguiling smile, “Fuck me,” suggested fluttering his eyelashes at the teacher. Mt Aster stroked tunceli escort the youth’s hair, “Not tonight,” he smiled, “you must finish your work and I must tidy my study and join the other masters for our nightly port. I’ll see you in class tomorrow. “Yes sir,” said Gladdy a little regretfully. Slowly he walked down the stairs, his fly wide open and his chest bare as he relished the taste and feel of Mr Aster’s cock in his mind. Back in his study he dropped his book on his table and picking up his pen he began to finish his earlier task. The study was empty now Davey was probably in the common room chatting to the others. Gladdy bent to his task when the door opened. “How long you going to be?” asked Tartent, the monitor looked annoyed and tapped his hand against his thigh, “Baverstock major has received a parcel from home and I’ve got my eye on a large piece of his cherry cake.” “Sorry Tartent,” Gladdy sighed, “Mr Aster kept me hard at it, bit I’ve only a page and a half to do, luckily I did a draft at lunchtime so its just copying,” he said. “Copying eh,” grunted Tartent, “so you could easily finish it at break tomorrow if I let you sit inside.” “Yes,” nodded Gladdy Tartent’s suggestion offered the chance to get away early and get a mug of cocoa in the common room before bedtime. Tartent stepped into the room, “In that case,” he smirked and slid his hand down Gladdy’s bare chest, “Well, well,” he chuckled, “expecting me were we,” and he twisted Gladdy nipple hard in his hand. Gladdy jerked at the rough touch and he looked up at the fifteen-year old monitor, he recognised the look, he stood up and slid his shirt off and unbuttoned his shorts letting them drop to the floor he stepped out of his shoes and stood naked in his study. “Not here,” said Tartent, “my room has more space and its warmer.” Gladdy padded naked after Tartent down the corridor, there were few people Galahad did not like having sex with and Tartent was possibly the worst, the boy was completely selfish, just ramming his cock in and out until he had come, then he would pull it out, wipe on either the boy he was fucking or a piece of the boys clothes and then he would stand up and more often than not kick the boy out of the door. He had only ever done this once with Gladdy and a number of older and bigger boys had made it clear what would happen if he tried it again. In Tartent’s study the air was warmer, as monitor the boy had the privilege of a fire. Tartent quickly undid his trousers and dropped his pants, “On the floor by the fire,” he instructed. Gladdy knelt on all fours, Tartent only ever fucked doggy fashion he had an aversion to seeing the boys face when he fucked them. Tartent knelt down behind the creamy cheeks of the boy and slid his four-inch cock in roughly and began to rabbit fuck Gladdy immediately, Gladdy bit his lip and concentrated on using his internal muscles to bring the boy off quickly but not so that the boy felt cheated and wanted to do it again straight away, he had made that mistake only once. Tartent grunted and mouthed obscenities as he ploughed Gladdy’s cream filled boy hole, not realising whose sperm had provided the silky wet feeling in the boys hole. Gladdy allowed the boy six minutes and then he squeezed tight, Tartent gasped as he felt his cock being grasped by the vice like grip and squealed like a stuck pig as he rammed into Gladdy, his thin watery sperm lost in the rich cream left by Mr Aster. “Fuck off now,” Tartent said and Gladdy escaped glad to have got away from the obnoxious youth. In his study he quickly dressed and headed to the common room where he found he was in good time for the cocoa and he sat by Davey sipping the sweet liquid, they were sitting on a sofa in a quiet corner of their years common room. “How was Aster?” asked Davey. “He wasn’t the problem,” replied Gladdy and Davey nodded. “Tartent,” he whispered. “Yes,” grimaced Gladdy, “my pussy feels like it needs a scrub.” “I’m sorry,” sympathised Davey, “I tried to make my work stretch out longer but he came and had a go at me, so I had no choice.” Gladdy looked at his friend, “You mean he?” Davey nodded, “I had to either finish or go to his room and after the last time when he bruised my bum it hurt for ages, I’m sorry I left him to you.” Gladdy stroked his friends knee, “Don’t worry but I think its time he was taken down a peg. I’ll speak to Jack about it.” “Is there anything I can do to make it up to you?” asked Davey. Gladdy smiled. “How about a kiss,” he whispered wanting to show Davey he had forgiven him about Tartent. Davey sat up and kissed Gladdy on the lips and they shared a chocolaty kiss. Gladdy unsatisfied by Tartent’s selfish fuck felt his cock rise. A number of the other boys in their common room noticed the kiss and made lip-smacking sounds and called out good naturedly at the lovey doveys. Davey rolled his eyes at the boys but Gladdy placed Davey’s hand on his tenting cock in his shorts, making the boy look down at the rising lump and then at Gladdy. “Lest give them a real show,” giggled Gladdy. Davey was surprised, he and Gladdy often did things, in the dormitory, sometimes in the shower and out in the school grounds and a couple of times actually in the classroom but he had never been so forward, “Are you sure?” he whispered. “I want to feel better after Tartent,” Gladdy replied and he bent down and slipped of his shoes and socks. He sat back up and began to undo his shirt. Davey still a bit concerned but feeling guilty over Tartent slowly unbuttoned Gladdy’s shorts. Davey looked around the room, Cropley their common room prefect now that cocoa had been dispensed had disappeared and was probably sitting with his own year in their common room so it meant that they were unsupervised, which gave him a bit of confidence. As Gladdy slipped off his shirt, a couple of boy noticed and as Davey slipped down Gladdy’s shorts so their classmate was naked a buzz ran round the room. Gladdy ignored the noise and kissed Davey placing his hand on Gladdy’s cock. Gently Davey began to cares his friend and when Gladdy broke of the kiss Davey suddenly realised they had an audience as their classmates gathered around them. “Fuck do you think he’s going to wank him off all the way,” Gladdy heard the youngest boy Juggs Minor whisper. Gladdy moved slightly further down the sofa and spread his legs making sure his young balls could be seen, Davey continued to kiss him as he caressed the now stiff cock. There was hardly another sound to be seen as the other boys wished for Gladdy to spunk up in front of them, they had seen him do it before but never in such a public place. Gladdy felt his nipples harden and rise and stroked one, causing one boy to gasp, Gladdy looked at the watching boys noticing hands surreptitiously rubbing growing lumps in shorts. He closed his eyes as a wave of pleasure rolled through his body. “Well, well, well, someone is being very naughty,” said a well known voice and all boys whirled around to see Sam Cropley their monitor standing behind them and watching the show. The boys waited to see what Sam or Gladdy would do. Gladdy stretched and moaned and put his hand round Davey’s now motionless hand and moved it up and down, he put his arm around Davey’s neck and pulled his mouth up against his own and kissed him showing Sam his tongue play, then he smiled at Sam and licked his tongue around his lips. “So that’s how it is eh?” grinned the sixteen-year old and he stepped forward barking at Juggs Minor, “You close the door.” Juggs Minor whimpered and trying to keep and eye on what was going on rushed to close the door, he hurried back anxious not to miss anything. “Help me,” Sam instructed two boys as he began to undress, the boys bent down and started undoing the monitor’s shoes, after which they eased them off followed by his socks, by this time Sam had removed his shirt and tie, slinging them on the back of a chair. His vest followed and then he undid his trousers and slid them down and off along with his pants. He stood naked, fondling his six-inch cock and looking down at the naked boy watching the slow movement of Davey’s hand. The watching boys held their breath, ‘what was going to happen now?’ Gladdy smiled seductively and opened his legs wider, the invitation obvious, a number of boys held their breath. ‘Would Gladdy allow the monitor to fuck him in front of them all. Would Sam actually do it, do Galahad in the common room, fuck him in front of them all,’ the thoughts and possibilities buzzed around the assembled crowd of twelve and thirteen-year-old’s and an excited buzz rang round the room and groins began to pulse and ache as the sexited boys took in the unfolding scene. To be continued….. 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