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

I left prep schooltime at 13, already taller and more toned than nearly of the other boys my age. I still did n't have any pubic pilus but I knew that my dick was larger than about, having spent time in the communal showers up to the age of 13.

I joined a well-known public schoolhouse, and moved into a house with ten early boy my age. I was immediately rum on my world-class day as to who would also be on my corridor, as we all had mortal rooms. The room directly inverse mine, as I could see from the public figure card on the door, was being moved-into by a Young guy my age called Freddie. At this point I did n't bang what he looked like as I had never met him, so I remained intrigued to find out.

Sure enough I met him that eve, and I was surprised. Surprised at myself, as I never thought I would have feelings or 'fancy'another boy, however Freddie was a different story. He was smaller than me but not short, tanned skin with green optic and a smile that would make anyone melt. He had an incredibly handsome boylike face with impregnable zygomatic and jawline, and seemed to be the definition of the word 'cute'. It was obvious that he even caught the eye of some of the aged boy. Being in opposite room, I got to know him very well. He ( and I ) were both quite shy, however as the first few hebdomad of term passed we both came out of our shells.

I ca n't quite remember how anything between us started precisely, however I know that I spent as much metre as potential in his room in the eventide talking, and a fairish bit popping across the corridor to see him after we were supposed to be in bed ... avoiding the sleepless patrols of the housemaster. One Night 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 shoal ( Story 1 ), so I was n't too spooky when I asked him to play a game where I would 'test'him. My covert, 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 hired hand up his leg without him flinching. At outset Freddie did n't sound like he wanted to but I continued to express joy it off and just went for it. He was lying on his presence in some pyjama bottom, and I started at his ankle and made my way slowly up his thigh, and gently rested on his firm young bum cheek. My cock 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 bridge player off him. I again tried my in effect to express mirth it off, saying it was only a joke.

The next night I was in his room again, and over the grade of a few days Freddie seemed to become more accepting of what was happening ... we were both Pres Young and only fooling around. I specifically remember one Nox however, I came into his room and tried to let the cat out of the bag to him but he sounded half-asleep. I pushed my hand under his eiderdown, and as he was lying on his front man 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 swoop in underneath. My center was pounding, he then lowered himself down and I felt his small 13 twelvemonth old pecker press into my palm. It quickly hardened, sticking out no more than an adult 's ovolo. Even though my hand 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 room with my dick in my hand. That Night I came arduous 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 boxershorts. His hairless tanned body was standing there before me, and I again in the same joking style said he should take his boxers off. He refused, but said he would if I took down my pyjamas.
At this item I got the impression that he was curious about a lot of affair, especially sexuality, and wanted to know ( like to the highest degree son would at that age ) if he was normal, so would use the opportunity with me there to determine out more.
I, embarrassed as my hawkshaw was backbreaking, dropped my trousers. As I was more developed, my dick was a lot bigger than his and his center widened as he saw. At commencement he thought it was 'weird and gay'that I was hard, but seemed to be curious as he came up to me and grabbed my dick with his bridge player. Mine was n't circumcised, a normality in England, so he watched as he pulled the foreskin over the head of my concentrated dick and back up again. I stood there stunned, I was experiencing virgin pleasure as this boy jerked me off.

Suddenly, as I looked up to the cap in pleasure, I was shocked as I felt a warm impression over my globe. Fred had opened his oral fissure and let them overlook in, the flavour was incredible ! 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 matter by pushing him so I said ok, my shaft still pointing to the cap. As Fred got into bed, he pulled down his niggling shorts and flashed me while giggling. I had the paradigm of his humble circumcised dick on my mind as I made myself occur that night.

( division 2 to follow )