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Boys Will Be Boys
by Bossman (address withheld)
Quick edit by Conrad

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A young boy goes to a boarding school to learn how to 
behave but ends up learning a lot more than he 
expected. (M/mm-teens, ped, nc, rp, 1st-gay-expr)

***

When I was thirteen I was expelled from school for 
fighting, because I was living under the local 
authority, they sent me to an all boy boarding school. 
It was strictly run by the male staff members. 
Punishment was dealt out without explanation or mercy. 
I was bunked with two other older boys Pete fifteen and 
a school prefect James sixteen. 

My house master Mr. Wilson was a tall man, he taught 
physical training, and looked like the kind of man you 
wouldn't mess with. It wasn't long before Pete and 
James started bossing me about. I tried my best to keep 
out of trouble, but it seemed my past reputation for 
fighting had become local knowledge. So it wasn't long 
before I was brought up before Mr. Wilson for fighting 
in the playground.

That first evening after showers I was escorted by 
James to Mr. Wilson's private quarters. Unceremoniously 
James held me down over Mr. Wilson's desk while Mr. 
Wilson yanked down my pajamas and gave me six of the 
best on my bare ass with his size ten gym pump. With 
each stroke I yelled out in agony, by the time he had 
finished I was in tears and allowed to return to my 
some. 

I got in to bed that night sobbing. Pete was a bit 
sympathetic asking if I was OK, but James, when he 
returned was the opposite calling me a wimp.

As the weeks went by I did manage to stay away from any 
trouble, did as I was told by my tutors and completed 
any homework on time.

Nearly every evening after lights out I could hear Pete 
and James groaning as they masturbated, myself I kept 
my new found wanking sessions to the privacy of the 
toilet cubicle. 

One day during PT class I sprained my wrist, I went to 
the surgery, I had to wait for ages. But when the 
matron arrived she gave me some pain killers and told 
to go. When I got to the changing rooms all the other 
boys in my class had already showered, changed and 
left. Stripping off I got into the shower. Busy washing 
my hair I heard Mr. Wilson's loud voice, "Williams! 
What the hell are you still doing here? You should be 
in your next lesson by now."

While trying to wash the soap from my eyes I explained 
that I had to wait for the matron. I felt my heart 
racing thinking I was in for another beating. I 
sheepishly looked up and saw Mr. Wilson standing there. 
Naked! 

Momentarily I stared in amazement. His penis was bigger 
than anything I'd seen before in the showers, it was 
six inches soft it hung straight down past his big 
hairy ball bag. "OK then, but I'm going to check up on 
you," he said as he came and stood underneath the 
shower next to me. 

I started to speed up washing myself and when I had 
finished I said, "Mr. Wilson I'm done now, OK?"

"Hold on boy, give my back a wash before you leave," he 
replied. Handing me his soap and turning his back on me 
I lathered up my hands and started soap down his big 
hairy back. On my tip toes I washed down his shoulders, 
moving down to his lower back. "Is that ok Mr. Wilson?" 
I asked.

"No, you may as well do my legs while you're there."

I was feeling more than a bit uneasy doing this, but 
what option did I have. Skipping past his butt I knelt 
down and started washing his thick hairy thighs. "Come 
on boy put your back into it!"

I soaped him down to his ankles then up his inner 
thighs to his butt cheeks. I felt my cock stirring I 
tried to think of other things, but to no avail, it 
wasn't long before my four inch boner stuck out. "OK 
boy, you can go now," Mr. Wilson said. 

I gathered my soap dish and hurried to the locker room, 
on turning the corner I looked back. My god Mr. Wilson 
had turned around and was sporting a massive hard cock. 
I moved to my locker sat on the bench and started to 
dry myself. It was then I heard footsteps I glanced 
over my shoulder, Mr. Wilson was behind me, I turned 
back I felt slightly alarmed. He began to rub my 
shoulders, 'Oh my god!' this wasn't really happening 
was it? 

I froze; I didn't know what to do. He was standing that 
close I could feel the heat off his body. His hands 
moved down my back and paused just above my ass, then 
stroked up my spine to my neck, making me shiver and my 
cock grow beneath my towel. Then his other hand slipped 
around me pulling me close to him stroking my chest 
then my belly. I felt his hard hot cock against my 
shoulders His reached down pulled my towel away wrapped 
his hand around my throbbing four-incher. 

"Nice little hard little cock," he breathed into my 
ear. 

In the heat of the moment it was so nice to have 
someone else's hand around my cock. His big hand just 
squeezed my cock, I could feel a sensation I never felt 
before, I started to thrust myself against his tight 
grip, then the spasm started as my white creamy spunk 
dribbled over his thumb and forefinger. 

"Was that nice?" He whispered.

I felt his hands move up my body to my shoulders and 
gently but firmly turned me round. Sticking up above me 
was his huge erection, it seemed only natural, I 
reached up and grasped his long thick hard cock for the 
first time I touched a man. I couldn't even wrap my 
hand around it. "Good boy," Mr. Wilson.

That was my first introduction to sex.

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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