Having one's eyes opened - Part two

When the bell rang I went in by the changing rooms my class was scheduled for a drama class using the school stage. By the changing room doors I recognised one of the boys from lunch he was with a younger boy. As I looked I could see the resemblance between them, they could be brothers. Could it be, I moved closer straining my ears to overhear.

“and so now I expect you to improve,” I heard the older boy say, “you were much better in there than at home.”
“He’s got a much bigger cock and he does it better than you,” I heard the younger boy say with admiration, almost hero worship in his voice. For a moment I was jealous, but as I moved my tongue in my mouth the jealous feeling waned.

Harris now came out of the changing rooms and saw me, He winked and moved to the pair and whispered something to the younger one. The boy moved closer to his brother and I saw his hand disappear inside his brother’s trousers. I saw the hand movements and the beaming smile on the older boy that turned to horror as the younger boy pulled the thickening knob clear of the boy’s flies, exposing him to the air. Then they all moved closer together giggling and moved of towards the classrooms. If anyone else had noticed no one said anything and I joined my own class queue.

As I left school through the main gate I was surprised to see Mason standing against the wall just outside, I thought he was going home with Harris. When I got outside myself I saw he was with someone else and realised this must be Tom, Harris’s brother. I could not avoid going past them and when I got close I could see the small resemblance Tom had to his brother. He was holding two bags, out of one I could see items of clothing bulging loose.
Close up I saw why. Mason was wearing his blazer, his plimsolls and a pair of shorts and as he moved impatiently I gasped. The shorts were slit to the side and in the slight breeze I could see virtually everything.

I felt the welcoming touch on my shoulder before the voice warmed me with, “I’m glad you are here now, there’s something else I wanted to show you,” and I was urged towards Mason and Tom.
“Oh no, not him,” Terry moaned as we approached.
“Tom, this is Rob,”
“Hi,” smiled Tom and again I could see traces of Harris in his face. His greeting appeared honest.
“Terry,” warned Harris, “show Rob your haircut, Tom move a bit closer to cover him.”

We formed a cover around Mason who had his back to the wall. Resignedly he pulled down the skimpy shorts and for the first time I had an unfettered look at my rival. I saw what Harris was getting at, Terry’s balls were completely hairless and the top half of his pubic area was shaved into a heart shape. No wonder there had been such a big noise at lunchtime.

“Mines the same,” Tom spoke softly, “do you want me to show him mine?”
“Yes please,” Harris, said with unspoken approval in his voice.

Tom dropped the bags he was carrying, tucked his shirt under itself and undid his trousers. He held open his blazer and I could see the same shaven balls and the heart shape. There was also some writing along the top of the shaved area. I had to stoop to read it, ‘This belongs to my brother’ and there was an arrow pointing down. I took the chance to examine Tom’s equipment. His tube was not as long or as big as Harris’s but he was some two years younger and his balls did look as though they hung lower.

“Thanks Tom,” said Harris, “now get dressed. Terry,” he spoke sharply, “come on loose the blazer, you know the rules.”
Mason looked like he was going to say something but seemed to battle within himself and he handed his blazer to Tom who laid it on top of the bulging bag. They moved off Mason between them the breeze uncovering his bum from time to time. I stared after them wondering what lay in store for Mason when they got to Harris’s house.

That night in bed as I went over the events of the day, the inevitable happened. I pulled back the covers and looked down at the young suckling that demanded my attention. I teased it, squeezed it, caressed it and loved it and after the blood pounding inside my ears and veins had settled down I slept hearing that young voice say, ’he does it better than you.’

The next morning I awoke and my thought immediately went to what Tom would be doing to Harris now and again I wondered what they had done the previous night. I ignore the protestations of the complaining animal between my legs, I knew I wanted Harris to do it and got on with the morning ritual.
When I left for school hidden in my blazer pocket where they had lain all night long were Mason’s blue knickers. Not for the first time I wondered what was going to happen.

The day proceeded as normal. I went to Registration, I went to Morning Assembly and sang hymns and then I went to lessons. Morning break approached and as I left the building the Duty Prefect told me to go back inside and report to the gym. By the time I got there the school was clear and Harris was waiting for me outside the gym door. He was also naked and in seconds I joined him. Where he had put his clothes was revealed when he picked mine up and we took them inside the gym where he placed them beside his. I stared at him; I would never overcome the feeling of watching him naked, despite the number of times I saw him it was always something wonderful to behold.

“Come on,” he said and pointed to his throbbing cock and then added with a knowing leer, “I thought you wanted to be first.” I leaped at him and there alone in the middle of the gym with the sun shining in on us I had my first breakfast of boycream. I knelt before my faithless idol and sucked the balls out of him. As before the first climax was quick but we both Knew his balls were full and I swallowed sucked on for grim death and pulled the second climax from the very depths of those low hanging containers of my new favorite food.

We finished as the bell rang and jumped for our clothes and I knew without being told to put on the blue ones now. It was only as we were going down the stairs that I remembered that my next lesson was PE. I could have saved time and gone down in my shorts. “Next time,” he said, “see you at lunchtime,” he called and was gone.

Inside the changing rooms I got ready for PE. I did not hurry and my shorts were the last thing I put on. I noticed the looks and stares and recognised them for the envy, the wonder, and the interest. At the interest I stopped to look at the boy who was looking at me with interest. It was Tree a boy from a different school than my Junior one. I made a mental note to try and end up by him in the showers and perhaps next time we would change side by side. He caught me watching him and blushed. After PE he managed to evade me but I found him looking at me as I towelled dry and I gave him a show, drying my knob and pulling back the skin to check the head. This time when I looked at him he was unable to take his eyes away from my cock. Next time I promise myself.
When I got to the Art Room, Harris was not there but Mason was.

“What are you doing here?” he lunged at me and before I could answer he had me pressed up against the cupboard almost bent over. “What does he se in you?” Mason sneered, “what is it you do that fascinates him?”
“I’ll show you,” said Harris and Mason spun round, I saw his stature change and he appeared to diminish in size.
“Strip Terry,” ordered Harris and a dejected Terry did that.
“To me now Rob,” he called and I went to him.

I knelt down under Mason’s baneful gaze and unzipped Harris trousers. They dropped to the floor by magic and were quickly followed by his knickers. I held his knob carefully in my hand and began to suckle the tip.
“There Terry,” Harris spoke triumphantly, “this is what he does and he swallows my cum, all my lovely cum, he does not waste it like you do.”
Terry had dropped to his knees. Tears pouring down his face.

“But I went home with you. I wanked you, I let you fuck me,” he sobbed.
‘Fuck’ I thought as I sucked what’s fuck and sucked on, but I did feel sorry for Terry.
“Do you think that Rob will not come home with me, walk me home, pay homage to my cock? Do you not think that someday I will also fuck Rob when the time is right? I waited for you did I not and I can wait for Rob, but until then you do as I or he says. Is that clear?

Did I actually hear what I had just heard? I was getting in too deep, but Harris’s cock throbbed and reminded me what I had been placed on the earth for. I sucked deep and actually took him for the first time inside my throat. God it felt wonderful.
Harris gasped at the new sensation and groaned. “Come here Terry,” he ordered,
Reluctantly Terry moved towards us.

“See Terry watch, notice how deep he can pull my cock inside him, much deeper that when I fuck your tight little arse. Would you like to know how it feels, would you like to know the pleasure you have denied me?” Harris was very persuasive. Suddenly Harris pulled back and his slimy hard, glistening cock was removed from my mouth.

“Suck him Rob,” Harris said, “show him what’s he’s missing.”
With no hesitation I turned to one side and pulled Terry by the thin cock he sported towards me, taking no notice of his yelp I sucked his young cock into my mouth. As I did so I felt him tremble and moan as the sensations I was causing him to feel surged though his thirteen-year-old body. I slobbered his cock deep into my eager mouth, he was not long enough to go where I had taken Harris but he was certainly feeling what I had done for him.

“That’s enough Rob,” Harris pulled me back, “now strip,”
I knew what he meant and stood revealed in Mason’s knickers.
Mason watched his mouth agape and his cock hungry for more of what I had done.