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

I left prep schoolhouse at 13, already taller and more toned than most of the other boys my age. I still did n't consume any pubic fuzz but I knew that my dick was larger than almost, having spent meter 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 boy my age. I was immediately queer on my commencement day as to who would also be on my corridor, as we all had individual room. The room directly opposite mine, as I could see from the name menu on the doorway, was being moved-into by a immature 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 recover out.

Sure enough I met him that eventide, and I was surprised. Surprised at myself, as I never thought I would have tactile sensation or 'fancy'another boy, however Freddie was a different story. He was small than me but not brusk, suntanned peel with commons eyes and a grinning that would make anyone thaw. He had an incredibly freehanded boylike face with stiff cheekbones 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 older boys. Being in opposite rooms, I got to experience him very well. He ( and I ) were both quite shy, however as the initiatory few calendar week of condition 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 lots meter as possible in his way in the evening talking, and a fair 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 way in my dressing gown, while he was lying in bed. I knew I fancied him and was fuelled by my experience at homework school ( Story 1 ), so I was n't too skittish when I asked him to act as 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 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 pajama posterior, and I started at his ankle and made my way slowly up his thigh, and gently rested on his firm Young bum cheek. My dick at this stage had grown and I had a full erection, however my paw rested on Fred 's bum a trivial too long and he became uncomfortable, asking if I was gay etc and pushed my manus off him. I again tried my best to laugh it off, saying it was only a joke.

The following Night I was in his way again, and over the class of a few days Freddie seemed to become more accepting of what was happening ... we were both young and only fooling around. I specifically remember one Nox however, I came into his room and tried to talk to him but he sounded half-asleep. I pushed my hired 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 deal glide in underneath. My inwardness was pounding, he then lowered himself down and I felt his low 13 year old dick press into my palm. It quickly hardened, sticking out no more than an grownup 's ovolo. Even though my hand was n't able-bodied 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 nighttime I came surd 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 drab, and he was only in his boxers. His hairless tanned physical structure was standing there before me, and I again in the like joking fashion said he should take away his boxers off. He refused, but said he would if I took down my pyjama.
At this point I got the stamp that he was rummy about a lot of things, especially sexuality, and wanted to know ( like nearly male child would at that age ) if he was rule, so would use the opportunity with me there to find out more.
I, embarrassed as my peter was severely, dropped my trousers. As I was more developed, my dick was a lot bad than his and his eyes widened as he saw. At offset 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 normality in England, so he watched as he pulled the foreskin over the psyche of my heavy prick 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 pleasure, I was shocked as I felt a lovesome feeling over my balls. Fred had opened his rima oris and let them drop in, the feeling 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 require to break things 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 figure of speech of his low circumcised hawkshaw on my judgment as I made myself do that night.

( Part 2 to follow )