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

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

I joined a well-known public schoolhouse, and moved into a business firm with ten early boys my age. I was immediately curious on my initiatory day as to who would also be on my corridor, as we all had individual way. The way directly opposite mine, as I could see from the name card on the room access, was being moved-into by a Brigham 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 bump out.

Sure enough I met him that evening, and I was surprised. Surprised at myself, as I never thought I would cause opinion or 'fancy'another boy, however Freddie was a different story. He was minuscule than me but not short, tan peel with green eyes and a smile that would make anyone melting. He had an incredibly handsome boyish human face with strong 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 elder boys. Being in contrary suite, I got to know him very well. He ( and I ) were both quite shy, however as the low few calendar week of condition passed we both came out of our scale.

I ca n't quite remember how anything between us started precisely, however I know that I spent as very much time as possible in his room in the even talking, and a average 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 gown, while he was lying in bed. I knew I fancied him and was fuelled by my experience at prep schooltime ( account 1 ), so I was n't too nervous when I asked him to diddle a game where I would 'test'him. My cover, for concern 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 pyjama behind, and I started at his ankle and made my way slowly up his second joint, and gently rested on his business firm young bum boldness. My putz at this point had grown and I had a full erecting, however my bridge player rested on Fred 's bum a little too long and he became uncomfortable, asking if I was gay etc and pushed my hand off him. I again tried my well to express joy it off, saying it was only a joke.

The next night I was in his way again, and over the path of a few days Freddie seemed to become more accepting of what was happening ... we were both offspring and lone fooling around. I specifically retrieve one dark however, I came into his way 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 hip, hoping he would sleepily make-way for it. Unbelievably, Freddie raised his bum up and let my hand slide in underneath. My spunk was pounding, he then lowered himself down and I felt his small 13 year old dick insistence into my palm. It quickly hardened, sticking out no more than than an adult 's thumb. Even though my handwriting was n't able to move much, I kept it still, as Freddie pretended to be asleep.

After about 30 seconds he said 'right thats enough'... and I left grinning to myself, I walked back to my room with my pecker in my mitt. That night 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 room when it was morose, and he was only in his Boxer. His hairless tanned body was standing there before me, and I again in the same joking manner said he should take his drawers off. He refused, but said he would if I took down my pyjamas.
At this peak I got the impression that he was singular about a lot of thing, especially gender, and wanted to have it off ( 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 concentrated, dropped my trouser. As I was more developed, 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 hard, but seemed to be rummy as he came up to me and grabbed my dick with his manus. Mine was n't circumcised, a normality in England, so he watched as he pulled the foreskin over the school principal of my hard putz 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 delight, I was shocked as I felt a warm feeling over my testicle. Fred had opened his lip 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 log Z's now. I was disappointed but did n't require to ruin thing 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 small circumcised dick on my mind as I made myself come that night.

( piece 2 to follow )