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Mrs Thompson was pleased with my progress when she heard William's account of my encounter with the Schoolmaster, but continued my education.
She took out a piece of polished wood in the shape of the male member. "William -- show Charles how to use the wooden cock."
William took his trousers and underwear off, put some oil on the wood and bent over. He pointed it at his hole and pushed. It took a while, but suddenly it slipped in and before long it was completely inside him. "I prefer men's cocks; this thing is so hard," he complained.
"I'm sure Charles can help you there, dear and he needs the practice," she said. I didn't need to be asked twice, I had my thing out of my flies, lubricated and up William's arse as soon as he'd removed the wooden cock. It was our first time doing it standing up. Spunk dribbled out of his thing as I did him and I soon reached a climax deep within him.
We stayed like that for a while. As I pulled my thing out of William, some of my seed spilled onto my balls and onto the floor.
Mrs Thompson opened a small wooden box. It contained shaving equipment, some small leather straps and metal rings. She asked William to shave me. I laughed and said he didn't need to as I had already shaved. In fact, I could leave my blonde beard several days before it was visible.
"Silly -- I don't mean your face!" I gave her a confused look.
"Some gentlemen like their young men to look younger than they are. In fact the Schoolmaster is one of them. Take off your trousers and underwear." At last the penny dropped. I remembered the pride with which I had noticed hear growing above my thing as I turned from a boy into a man. It had happened just before I had accidentally given myself my first orgasm playing with my small balls in bed one night. I hadn't known what had happened, but, of course, I could not resist checking I hadn't imagined it the following day and the one after ... My heart sank at the prospect of losing the hair I was so proud of. Mrs Thompson had told William to prepare the suds and razor. It only took him a few strokes of the razor to remove the hair above and a few more to remove the down from my balls. I didn't dare breathe as this was going on. William's ministrations had made my thing erect. It did look bigger than it did with hair.
"Turn over," William told me and he then shaved the area between my balls and arse and the down near my hole. He was skilled at these jobs and didn't nick me once.
When he'd finished, William surprised me. Suddenly I felt his tongue on my arse! Just tiny laps at first but it felt wonderful. Until that point I had heard men use "arse-licker" as an insult, but had no idea of the intensity of the feeling. Suddenly something penetrated my hole. I nearly climaxed there and then. It turned out William had only put his finger up my bum, but the feeling was incredible. He pulled it out and stuck his tongue where his finger had been. That was it; my stuff shot out of my cock. It wasn't just the physical sensation that had been so pleasant, it was somehow the dirtiness of this act. What would the Schoolmaster have to say if William and I confessed to doing this?