This is the second story of mine about my first sexual experiences taking place at boys schools.

I left prep school at 13, already taller and more toned than virtually of the other son my age. I still did n't birth any pubic hair's-breadth but I knew that my dick was large than to the highest degree, having spent clock time in the communal showers up to the age of 13.

I joined a well-known public school, and moved into a family with ten former boys my age. I was immediately odd on my first day as to who would also be on my corridor, as we all had individual elbow room. The room directly opposite mine, as I could see from the name batting order on the door, was being moved-into by a Young guy my age called Freddie. At this stage I did n't screw what he looked like as I had never met him, so I remained intrigued to recover out.

Sure enough I met him that eventide, and I was surprised. Surprised at myself, as I never thought I would have feelings or 'fancy'another boy, however Freddie was a unlike taradiddle. He was smaller than me but not short, suntanned skin with green heart and a smile that would make anyone melt. He had an incredibly handsome boyish boldness with strong cheekbones and jawline, and seemed to be the definition of the password 'cute'. It was obvious that he even caught the eye of some of the sometime boys. Being in opposite rooms, I got to make out him very well. He ( and I ) were both quite shy, however as the first few hebdomad of condition passed we both came out of our shells.

I ca n't quite call up how anything between us started precisely, however I know that I spent as much time as possible in his elbow room in the evenings talking, and a comely bit popping across the corridor to see him after we were supposed to be in bed ... avoiding the watchful patrols of the housemaster. One nighttime I came into Fred 's room in my dressing gown, while he was lying in bed. I knew I fancied him and was fuelled by my experience at prep school day ( report 1 ), so I was n't too unquiet when I asked him to act as a game where I would 'test'him. My masking, for fear of him telling other people about me was that it was a joke and I would see how far I could run my script up his leg without him flinching. At first Freddie did n't voice like he wanted to but I continued to express mirth it off and just went for it. He was lying on his front in some pyjama bottoms, and I started at his articulatio talocruralis and made my way slowly up his thigh, and gently rested on his firm young bum cheek. My prick at this stage had grown and I had a full erection, however my handwriting rested on Fred 's bum a niggling too long and he became uncomfortable, asking if I was gay etc and pushed my handwriting off him. I again tried my best to express joy it off, saying it was only a joke.

The next night I was in his room again, and over the course of a few days Freddie seemed to become more accepting of what was happening ... we were both untried and only fooling around. I specifically think one night however, I came into his way and tried to talk to him but he sounded half-asleep. I pushed my hand under his eiderdown, and as he was lying on his forepart I pressed my hand against his hip joint, hoping he would sleepily make-way for it. Unbelievably, Freddie raised his bum up and let my bridge player slideway in underneath. My heart was pounding, he then lowered himself down and I felt his humble 13 yr old dick jam into my palm. It quickly hardened, sticking out no more than an adult 's thumb. Even though my paw was n't able to move much, I kept it still, as Freddie pretended to be asleep.

After about thirty second he said 'right thats enough'... and I left grinning to myself, I walked back to my room with my dick in my hand. That night I came harder than I had ever done before.

It was n't until the calendar week after that I thought I would try anything again, as with each day I fancied him more and more. I entered his room when it was dark, and he was only in his boxers. His hairless tanned consistence was standing there before me, and I again in the same joking manner said he should take his boxers off. He refused, but said he would if I took down my jammies.
At this item I got the imprint that he was singular about a lot of things, especially gender, and wanted to know ( like to the highest degree boys would at that age ) if he was normal, so would use the opportunity with me there to find out more.
I, embarrassed as my dick was strong, dropped my trousers. As I was more grow, my dick was a lot bigger than his and his center widened as he saw. At start he thought it was 'weird and gay'that I was intemperate, but seemed to be curious as he came up to me and grabbed my dick with his hired man. Mine was n't circumcised, a normality in England, so he watched as he pulled the foreskin over the head of my hard peter and back up again. I stood there stunned, I was experiencing saturated pleasure as this boy jerked me off.

Suddenly, as I looked up to the ceiling in pleasance, I was shocked as I felt a tender opinion over my balls. Fred had opened his mouth and let them expend in, the smell was unbelievable ! He quickly stopped when I looked down and giggled to himself, and seemingly embarrassed he said that he was going to go to sleep now. I was disappointed but did n't want to ruin affair by pushing him so I said ok, my dick still pointing to the roof. As Fred got into bed, he pulled down his picayune boxers and flashed me while giggling. I had the image of his small circumcised hawkshaw on my mind as I made myself come that night.

( Part 2 to follow )