GAY SCHOOL DAZE : part2
Dawkins' 'special, secret place' was only a couple of miles from School, but the last ten minutes were a scramble up and over rocks, almost mountaineering. But the reward was a wonderful place......a grassy ledge overlooking the sea below some two hundred feet, a rocky wall protecting from the wind, and on the landward side a view over about ten miles of fields and woods. The grass was clean and lush....the ledge was beyond sheep or rabbits even. There was a stunted, very old rowan tree offering a corner of shade.
Dawkins dropped their rucksack down....he'd carried it the last few feet of climbing. 'Let's sunbathe!'
This was the obvious cue for stripping naked. After all , what had they come here for. They both knew!
Godolphin stripped quickly. His sandals first. Then his shirt and shorts. He stood there, cock at the ready, watching the more leisured stripping of his friend. He studied the bottom...so soon to be his. At last! Dawkin's cock was as hard as his own...though he thought his was longer and broader. His own knob was certainly bigger....though Dawkins' was very, very appealing. Appetising, even.
Dawkins lay down, rolled over on his belly, and reached into the rucksack. He unscrewed the top, and took a swig of the cider . 'Ah , that's better.'
Godolphin stood over him, one hand behind his back, leaning on the rock wall, his cock held lightly in one hand. Dawkins could see his tight, nearly hairless balls, and the secret place between his balls and his arse-crack. His cock twitched. He leaned upwards and fondled Godolphin's calves. 'Your turn now, Godolphin. And you can make as much noise as you want up here, among the seagulls!'
'Turn over , then. And let me have your bottom. I can't wait.'
'No! Have me on my back. That way I can watch you fuck me. And I can jerk at the same time.'
'I didn't know you could do it from the front!'
'It's good! The KY's in the rucksack.'
Savouring the moment, Godolphin squeezed a dollop into his palm and rubbed it over his knob and shaft. It stood, glistening in the sun as he worked a second dollop into the anus of the boy spread out in front of him. He inserted a finger, and gently masturbated the rim. Then two fingers. Dawkins held his partner's cock a moment, rubbed it, and transferring some jelly to his own cock, slowly and luxuriously wanked, while his own anus was relaxed and stimulated.
'Oh! Do come on, Godolphin. Shove it in. I can't wait.'
Fingers removed, his knob replaced them, resting a second in the portal of the rear passage. Then, as Dawkins raised his slim, tanned hips to meet him, he thrust, and the cock sank easily into the rectum. He paused in wonderment, as he felt Dawkins squeeze on his cock, so warm and snug , right up in his vitals.
He grasped the boys upraised ankles and looked down at him as he started to fuck....his first fuck! Dawkins' hand was wanking faster now, faster than the cock moved in and out of his arse. He was raising his hips to meet the thrusts, and circling and wriggling his hips to maximise Godolphins pleasure. Godolphin saw, in some amazement, that Dawkins' nipples were standing, hard, while his hairless chest rose and fell, as he panted in his passion.
They had been silent, each in his own world, but as Dawkins got closer to coming, he panted, then groaned, and finally goaded Godolphin to a climax. He could feel, even, the balls crashing into his buttocks as the cock slipped easily in and out, faster and faster now. 'Jesus, Godolphin. You fuck good! Now harder. Shit! I'm going to come.'
The come splashed high up on his chest, a pool of white. Then the second spurt, even further, onto the boy's face. Now, as the cock still twitched and oozed, his eyes rolling, but silent, Godolphin came, pumping hot, virile come into the waiting arse. Dawkins groaned as he felt the spasms, and his anus gripped the cock, holding it for a second as two more spasms wracked him. Then the anus released, and Godolphin withdrew for one last lunge. He collapsed on the chest of the reclining boy, and lay there, fully inserted, panting. The come was spread between them.
A moment, and Godolphin sought out Dawkins' mouth. He kissed him, long , hard, still passionate. 'I never knew it could be so good. Better than jerking!'
'Of course! And jerking's better when you've a cock up you!'
Godolphin was losing his hard now, and the relaxed anus finally expelled it. Godolphin rolled over, and licked the cum from the limp cock, the belly and chest. Some glistened still on his own chest, and he rubbed that into his skin.
They lay, side by side, talking a bit.
'Have you had any other boys, Dawkins?'
'Have you, Godolphin?'
'No. That was my first. And before you, I've never even wanked a boy before.'
'I've only had one. But I shouldn't tell you. Do you promise?'
He nodded. 'Cross my heart.'
'You see over there. Half way to the horizon. There, the big house. Well that belongs to Ponsford's father. All this is his land. Including this cliff.'
'You don't mean Ponsford.....' Ponsford was a hero in the school. People said one day he would open the batting for England he was so good. Godolphin shared in this hero worship.
'Remember you promised!'
'Of course! Did he show you this place?'
'Yes. And he fucked me kneeling down just here.'
'How did you get him....I mean it must have been difficult!'
'No! He got me! He just called me to his study....you know I fag for Jackson....I wish I fagged for Ponsonby. Well, he called me to the study, and showed me some photographs while I stood by his desk. They were of him and other boys. I got hard! And then he felt up my shorts, and felt my cock. He said, let's do this. And pointed to a photo of two boys sucking each other off, together. And we did. Later he fucked me. And that's all there was to it. We still fuck at least once a week. But he's the only one.'
'His fag is Siriwardine, isn't it?'
'Yes! Lucky bastard!'
'I think Moco Siriwardine is gay. I heard him talking in his sleep, and he seemed to be dreaming of fucking.....Freddy, he was fucking. '
'Freddy Arbuthnot. I could fancy him! Lovely , curly, golden hair.'
'I could fancy Moco, too. Velvet skin. I saw his bottom and cock once, in the Dorm.'
'You,ve got me hard again. Suck me off, Dawkins. Make me come like you did in the showers.'
Godolphin was indeed erect again. He lay back on the grass sward, supporting himself on outstretched arms. His belly was flat, his hairless skin warm in the sun. Dawkins knelt and took the offered knob in his mouth. The knob and shaft tasted salty from the come of a few minutes earlier. He sucked hard on the knob, and then swallowed the whole knob. Godolphin sighed, and lay back. His hands freed now, he ran them through Dawkins' hair, giving the boy the rhythm with which he wanted to be sucked. Dawkins held the cock with one hand, but the other slipped under, and , yes, into the tight little anus. Jelly and come abounded all over their bodies now, and the finger slipped easily in. As he sucked, Dawkins promised himself a fuck.'
'When we've done this, I'm going to have your lovely bum again, Godolphin. I've been thinking about it for two whole days.'
'Don't stop! Don't talk! Just suck me. Yes! And finger-fuck me. too. God that's good. Swallow it. Swallow it. I'm coming . Yes! Yes! Yes!' The spunk spurted into Dawkins' mouth, his head being pulled up and down on the cock by the passionate boy. He gagged at the volume a moment, and some dribbled over his chin. But he recovered , and the rest he swallowed, and swallowed. He lay for a moment, the cock still hard in his mouth, his cheek resting on the hairless belly. His fingers were still in the boy's anus. But motionless now, all three fingers filling him.
'My turn now. From the front, too. Look, lay down on that rock. I'll put our shorts over it.'
Godolphin lay as instructed, and his anus gaped wide and inviting as Dawkins addressed it. Godolphin found he could rest his feet on his fucker's shoulders , since Dawkins was standing. And that this made the fuck even more intense, as the boys bollocks swung against him with each thrust. Fascinated, Godolphin watched Dawkins' face as his passion arose. Godolphin was satisfied, at least for the moment, and with a limp cock he was able to concentrate for the first time on what was happening. Dawkins' face was red, as if he was running a cross-country. He was panting. As he thrust harder and faster, his eyes close, and his face grimaced. Almost as if he was in pain. Then, as he swore, and promised he was about to come, his eyes opened, and his face took on an appearance almost of anger. He thrust and thrust, and as he came, Godolphin could clearly feel the hot spurts up into him. Dawkins slowed down, the power decreased, and finally he collapsed onto Godolphin, quiet, except for his panting, and his kissing and licking of the boy's nipples.
They did sunbathe now. And drank their cider.
'Is Ponsford good at it?'
'Yes. And he likes it up him, too!'
'I envy you, Dawkins. I'd love him to have me....and to have him.'
'I expect that can be arranged, Godolphin. Time we were going back now!