This is the second report of mine about my kickoff intimate experiences taking place at boys schools.

I left prep school day at 13, already taller and more toned than about of the other boys my age. I still did n't have any pubic hairsbreadth but I knew that my pecker was heavy than most, having spent time in the communal showers up to the age of 13.

I joined a long-familiar populace school, and moved into a house with ten other male child my age. I was immediately curious on my first day as to who would also be on my corridor, as we all had individual way. The room directly antonym mine, as I could see from the name identity card on the doorway, was being moved-into by a young guy my age called Freddie. At this stage I did n't know what he looked like as I had never met him, so I remained intrigued to obtain out.

Sure enough I met him that evening, and I was surprised. Surprised at myself, as I never thought I would have feelings or 'fancy'another boy, however Freddie was a dissimilar story. He was small-scale than me but not light, bronze skin with park centre and a grin that would make anyone melt. He had an incredibly good-looking boyish face with strong cheekbones and jawline, and seemed to be the definition of the news 'cute'. It was obvious that he even caught the eye of some of the older boys. Being in opposite rooms, I got to know him very well. He ( and I ) were both quite shy, however as the first few weeks of terminal figure passed we both came out of our shells.

I ca n't quite call back how anything between us started precisely, however I know that I spent as much fourth dimension as possible in his room in the evenings talking, and a evenhandedly bit popping across the corridor to see him after we were supposed to be in bed ... avoiding the alert patrols of the housemaster. One night I came into Fred 's elbow room in my dressing surgical gown, while he was lying in bed. I knew I fancied him and was fuelled by my experience at prep schoolhouse ( narrative 1 ), so I was n't too nervous when I asked him to play a game where I would 'test'him. My cover, 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 hand up his leg without him flinching. At first Freddie did n't sound like he wanted to but I continued to express mirth it off and just went for it. He was lying on his front man in some pyjama hindquarters, and I started at his mortise joint and made my way slowly up his second joint, and gently rested on his firm young bum boldness. My dick at this stage had grown and I had a full erection, however my hand rested on Fred 's bum a trivial too long and he became uncomfortable, asking if I was gay etc and pushed my hired man off him. I again tried my beneficial to laugh it off, saying it was only a joke.

The next night I was in his room again, and over the row of a few days Freddie seemed to suit more accepting of what was happening ... we were both young and only fooling around. I specifically remember one night however, I came into his elbow room and tried to talk to him but he sounded half-asleep. I pushed my hand under his duvet, and as he was lying on his front I pressed my hand against his hips, hoping he would sleepily make-way for it. Unbelievably, Freddie raised his bum up and let my hand microscope slide in underneath. My heart was pounding, he then lowered himself down and I felt his small 13 year old dick press into my thenar. It quickly hardened, sticking out no to a greater extent than an adult 's thumb. Even though my hired man was n't able to move much, I kept it still, as Freddie pretended to be asleep.

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

It was n't until the week after that I thought I would try anything again, as with each day I fancied him more and more. I entered his way when it was sinister, and he was only in his boxers. His hairless tanned body was standing there before me, and I again in the Saami joking mode said he should take away his boxers off. He refused, but said he would if I took down my jammies.
At this point I got the impression that he was singular about a lot of things, especially sex, and wanted to have it off ( like nigh 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 putz was hard, dropped my trouser. As I was more rise, my hawkshaw was a lot great than his and his eye widened as he saw. At first he thought it was 'weird and gay'that I was hard, but seemed to be funny as he came up to me and grabbed my dick with his hand. Mine was n't circumcised, a N in England, so he watched as he pulled the foreskin over the head of my unvoiced hawkshaw and back up again. I stood there stunned, I was experiencing pure pleasure as this boy jerked me off.

Suddenly, as I looked up to the ceiling in pleasance, I was shocked as I felt a warm look over my balls. Fred had opened his oral fissure and let them drop in, the impression was unconvincing ! He quickly stopped when I looked down and giggled to himself, and seemingly embarrassed he said that he was going to go to catch some Z's now. I was disappointed but did n't want to ruin things by pushing him so I said ok, my hawkshaw still pointing to the ceiling. As Fred got into bed, he pulled down his footling Boxer and flashed me while giggling. I had the image of his minuscule circumcised hawkshaw on my nous as I made myself derive that night.

( Part 2 to succeed )