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

I left prep schooltime at 13, already taller and more toned than most of the other son my age. I still did n't have any pubic hairsbreadth but I knew that my cock was gravid than to the highest degree, having worn-out time in the communal showers up to the age of 13.

I joined a well-known public school, and moved into a house with ten other boys my age. I was immediately rum on my first day as to who would also be on my corridor, as we all had mortal way. The elbow room directly face-to-face mine, as I could see from the gens circuit board on the door, was being moved-into by a Thomas Young guy my age called Freddie. At this stagecoach I did n't bonk what he looked like as I had never met him, so I remained intrigued to notice 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 different story. He was smaller than me but not suddenly, tanned pelt with green eye and a smile that would clear anyone melt. He had an incredibly handsome boyish cheek with potent malar bone 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 son. Being in opposition suite, I got to bonk him very well. He ( and I ) were both quite shy, however as the starting time few calendar week 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 a great deal clock time as possible in his room in the evenings talking, and a honest bit popping across the corridor to see him after we were supposed to be in bed ... avoiding the watchful patrols of the housemaster. One night I came into Fred 's room in my dressing surgical gown, while he was lying in bed. I knew I fancied him and was fuelled by my experience at preparation school day ( Story 1 ), so I was n't too spooky when I asked him to play a secret plan where I would 'test'him. My blanket, for care of him telling other hoi polloi 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 first-class honours degree Freddie did n't voice like he wanted to but I continued to laugh it off and just went for it. He was lying on his front in some pyjama bottoms, and I started at his ankle and made my way slowly up his thigh, and gently rested on his firm Pres Young bum nerve. My dick at this phase had grown and I had a full erection, however my hand rested on Fred 's bum a little too long and he became uncomfortable, asking if I was gay etc and pushed my manus off him. I again tried my best to express mirth it off, saying it was only a joke.

The following night I was in his room again, and over the grade of a few daytime Freddie seemed to suit more accepting of what was happening ... we were both Brigham Young and entirely fooling around. I specifically recall one dark however, I came into his room and tried to talk to him but he sounded half-asleep. I pushed my hand under his continental quilt, and as he was lying on his straw man I pressed my helping hand against his pelvic girdle, hoping he would sleepily make-way for it. Unbelievably, Freddie raised his bum up and let my hand slide in underneath. My essence was pounding, he then lowered himself down and I felt his lowly 13 year old cock closet into my laurel wreath. It quickly hardened, sticking out no Sir Thomas More than an adult 's thumb. Even though my hand was n't able to move much, I kept it still, as Freddie pretended to be asleep.

After about thirty sec he said 'right thats enough'... and I left grinning to myself, I walked back to my way with my dick in my hand. That Nox I came intemperate 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 room when it was dark, and he was only in his boxers. His hairless tanned physical structure was standing there before me, and I again in the Lapplander joking manner said he should take his boxers off. He refused, but said he would if I took down my pajama.
At this level I got the effect that he was curious about a lot of things, especially sex, and wanted to know ( like most boy would at that age ) if he was normal, so would use the chance with me there to find out more.
I, embarrassed as my gumshoe was concentrated, dropped my pant. As I was more arise, my prick was a lot bigger than his and his centre widened as he saw. At first he thought it was 'weird and gay'that I was voiceless, but seemed to be singular as he came up to me and grabbed my hawkshaw with his paw. Mine was n't circumcised, a normality in England, so he watched as he pulled the prepuce over the heading of my hard dick and back up again. I stood there stunned, I was experiencing vestal pleasure as this boy jerked me off.

Suddenly, as I looked up to the ceiling in pleasure, I was shocked as I felt a warm notion over my Lucille Ball. Fred had opened his mouth and let them set down in, the feeling 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 slumber now. I was disappointed but did n't desire to bankrupt matter by pushing him so I said ok, my dick still pointing to the ceiling. As Fred got into bed, he pulled down his little boxers and flashed me while giggling. I had the image of his little circumcised dick on my intellect as I made myself fare that night.

( persona 2 to abide by )