Desirable Me Part 2
These encounters took place in almost total silence, the prospect of being caught didn't bear thinking about but if anything I suppose the tension added to my excitement. Occasionally I'd reflect on the attributes of my respective "admirers", not only were they physically dissimilar - one tall and one medium height - but the main difference lay in their techniques because the taller boy "Wyat" I'll call him while enthusiastic hadn't much in the way of finesse whereas the other, my roommate Mike had heaps of technique. He had so much of it that within minutes he would have me quivering and short of breath. I was puzzled so one evening just as he settled down to enjoy me (Yes, that's how I'd come to think of it) I asked him outright
"How come...you're, so, so good at this....?". He giggled softly and whispered "It's like this, I was about 11 when I started and it was in another boarding school, they had a junior school and we were all in dormitories. It was more difficult because there were so many of us and we had to be VERY careful. I didn't know anything about this until the boy next to me snuck over to pay me a visit...it was funny because I let him, I must have been feeling randy already because I remember I was already hard when he felt me, I looked up at his face and he
had a big grin. The other kid was kneeling beside the bed so no one could see him from the doorway, with his free hand he was pulling at his pyjama cord, the pants came down and...I didn't need any encouragement! Yes, he was a bit older than me and his prick was bigger than mine....it was so hard but he liked me playing with it, he even helped slip my own pyjamas down in bed then continued feeling me up. By then my breathing was all funny and soon after he showed me...what to do...he was very good at it, afterwards I found out that one of the school teachers
used to do it with him...so he really was good, not surprising considering all the practice that the teacher must have had with 11 and 12 year old boys! All I had to do was imitate what he was doing with me...and yes, we soon made a very good team......there, do you like the way I do it to you?" I gave a loud gulp and nodded, he really was VERY good.
I couldn't resist it "Mike, tell me more, what DID he do with the teacher?" Mike paused and thought "Well, I did ask him about that. I never knew it was happening so obviously he never fancied me but it seems there were a couple of other boys involved..." here he paused to run a hand along the inside of my thigh....I shivered with pleasure. "Usually he'd invite one back to his rooms and he always kept the place warm so, when he got them to take off their clothes he'd start by having them sit on his knee where he'd play with them...you know...like I'm doing
with you now...." again I shivered. "I reckon he showed them just how to - do things with each other...you know, so they'd have real fun...I don't know much else except that when I left the school...I really missed what we were doing but.....now, yeah...this is sexy..." He'd reverted to stroking the inside of my thigh and cupping his hand he'd caress my groin, I had hardly any hair down there yet and hoped he didn't mind but "God you have soft skin....oh Christ! Fantastic feel. His hand slipped away between my spread legs and I felt it slide under my bum, I felt a finger probing ever so carefully and then, as it reached my hole it paused, seemed to tease a bit and then gently but firmly it slid up and into me. Involuntarily I arched my back "There, there" he whispered "You're having 'finger' now...that's what blokes do with girls...give them 'finger'- so how's it feel?" He was feeling around inside and then began a slow thrust in and out "Dunno" I answered, it was true because sure I felt something but didn't know what to make of it, then as he continued...a sort of sexy feeling grew, some of it was the novelty but then through the discomfort I noticed other things...I got scared "No..that's ok, enough" "Why, don't you like it?" "It's not that, can't explain...but that's ok" He'd turned
me on my side and was fondling my buttock..yes, I enjoyed that and he continued for a while then side by side we lay on our backs and masturbated each other until we came.
I knew my roommate would keep to his own bed for a week or so...I also knew that it would be a couple of nights and then...there'd be a visit from Wyat...I wondered how he coped by himself with those other two carrying on in there and resolved to ask him...he's said something about 'shagging' too? It wasn't long, the tall shadow tugged gently at my bedclothes and I began to remove my pyjama bottoms for him, for some reason both my friends liked having me half naked. "So, how's it going then - next door?" I whispered mischievously. Wyat made an exasperated noise then "God, he must get sore - he seems to be up him for hours...lucky for me you're here though...thank God - or I'd be making myself sore watching them!" I thought a bit but remained confused "What do you mean 'up him'?? Wyat sighed you mean you don't know?.. They're shagging, fucking!" I was silent, truly lost "But how...two boys...I mean...how?" I finished weakly. Wyat was patient "Well think, a girl has a hole and it's between her legs...a boy gets his prick and puts it in her then moves it in and out, just like I'm doing to you with my hand..." I lay quietly as he continued feeling my prick "You see, girls haven't got anything WE don't have, you have a hole only in your case it will be too small otherwise I'd be up you
like a shot....." Things were falling into place but still I asked "What about tits though..." Wyat's whisper was exasperated "'Course we got them only not so big, know what he does next door? He lays that little blond tart on his back and sucks his nipples...get's him right stirred up too!" Wyat sounded bitter then suddenly, I felt fingers on my breast, one brushed a nipple and...a strange shock ran through me. I gave a little gasp and "I like that....there, that's it...just there..oooh......" I could feel the thing stiffen and jut out as he played with me and I thought "Yes...what HAVE they got that WE haven't got" and then there was my hole...Wyat reckoned it was too small for his prick which was probably true - for now - because I knew I was small and slightly built, slender to a degree but meanwhile and greatly daring I asked Wyat "Can I have finger?" and raised my hips expectantly for now I knew what those strange feelings meant - and I didn't want to miss out! I had only just turned 13!