Boarding School Escapades IV : Soaped Up (Part II)

“Oops, I think you missed a spot” I said softly, and took his palms in mine, and pulled him close to me, and wrapped them around my body and placed them on my ass, my erection now pressed up against his. My eyes bore into his. I let go of his hands. They stayed. I wrapped my arms around him now, and slipped my fingers finally under the elastic of his waistband and grabbed handfuls of his ass. They were far more pliable than I had expected, and I jiggled them a moment. This was right. This felt great. Now he found his courage, and before I knew it, he had pulled off my towel, and I stood before him in all my naked glory. This was unusual for me, because usually all my sexcapades happened at night, in the cover of darkness, in warm beds. Now here we were, wet and horny, hard and hot, seeing each other’s goosebumps under the trickling water and rapidly vanishing soap bubbles. My dick throbbed at him, inviting and ready. I saw his hardness pressing laboriously against his too tight briefs. I was only too happy to oblige. I knelt down before him, and his eyes grew big. I pressed my face close to his groin, and my teeth grabbed the elastic of the underwear, and as he watched, I crept them down his thighs, his boner jumping out at me and nearly slapping me in my face. Once I had pulled off his briefs completely off him, I stood up. His hands were back on my ass. I pressed my lips to his. His eyes were open, still, and it seemed like he had forgotten how to breathe. I kissed him deep, my lips caressing his, my tongue slowly parting them and finding the wetness within. He understood, and reciprocated, the kiss deepening. Then his hunger burst its floodgates and he grabbed me hard, pressing himself against me and backing me on to the wet walls of the cubicle. His lips were hungrily tasting mine, his arms kneading and pressing my asscheeks, my lovehandles, and my belly. My hands were busy trying to grab as much as they could of the magnificent orbs of his behind. I rand a finger between them, and found him moaning as it circled the wet, inviting rosebud. I bit him lightly on his neck, and then his nipples were in my mouth. He was biting his lips when I looked up, my right hand now tugging at his hard dick. It was shorter than mine, maybe 6” but was almost twice as thick, and uncut. I started to jerk him off with that hand, while my other hand was carefully circling his crack, every now and then dipping in to his hole, loosening it up bit by bit. Then He bent down and took me in his mouth. His inexperienced mouth was on my hardness, his lips working on the head. |He was no expert cockcucker, and he didn’t seem to enjoy it much, but he still sucked me off well enough, though he used a little too much teeth for my liking.

I lifted him off the ground, kissed him once more, and turned him around, getting down on my knees. The ass, the biggest, juiciest peach I had ever seen, was staring right at my. I gave it a slap and watched as the cheeks jiggled and danced. I took a nibble at them and he moaned. I grabbed the cheeks in both palms and kneaded them, parting them as I did. His hole was tight and pink, welcoming and wet. I pressed my face between the cheeks and took a lick. He whimpered. My left hand made its way to his dick, and I started to jerk him off while my tongue, lips and teeth ravished his booty. He moaned and breathed heavily as I ate him out, every second while my free hand grabbed every inch of those cheeks. I felt him start to tighten, and I knew he was about to cum. Hi breathing began to get faster, his kegs started to twitch, and his back arched as my tongue worked its magic on his hole, and then, it started to open and close in quick succession. He let put a muffled cry, as his warm jizz shot out from his dick on to the wall, his ass muscles contracting on my face. I kept licking. As his breathing eased, his body loosened, and I rubbed soap between his cheeks. My dick was throbbing hard, ready to welcome sweet release. I slid it between his cheeks, and pressed in, and slipped myself deep in him. He moaned louder. I felt his warmth wrap around my, and I started to move. In and out, up and down, I started to fuck him well and good, and I watched as his ass jiggled and bobbed each time my groin slammed into him. I grabbed him by the waist, each thrust getting a little deeper and harder, his ass driving me wild with lust. Slap. Slap. Slap. My groin rammed into his cheeks, each slap sending thrills of heat through me. And before I knew it, the heat raced within me, and I felt myself empty inside him, warm and wet. By the time I was done, he was pressed right on to the wall, me wrapped tight around him, both spent and exhausted.

I pulled out, and we cleaned ourselves out under the shower, barely looking at each other, trying not to look at each other. As I walked out from the showers, I turned around at him.

“I’ll be waiting till the next time you soap me up, okay?”

He smiled. I grinned back. That was the beginning of a truly wonderful sexual relationship, and an even better friendship.

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Boarding School Escapades IV : Soaped Up (Part I)

My sexual adventures with Suraj where accidental. I had no particular interest in him sexually, even though we had been housemates most of our years in the boarding school. I was an ace student, and he was a notorious slob who was far from even the middling crowd when it came to academics. But he was funny, and sometimes a bit weird, and always good fun to be around. In looks also he was nothing special to look at. He was fit, like most of us were. Because we all kept fairly active all the time, and he played football every day in the evening.  He was considerably shorter than me, and darker too. He had a soft oval face, neither too oblong nor round, with big eyes, a button nose and big lips. He was always quick to laugh and almost impossible to get mad, so we got along well enough. It wasn’t until the 9th standard that we really had an opportunity to interact beyond regular circumstances. That year, I was chosen to lead the NCC troop of ours in my second year with it, and he was my second-in-command. As such, we had the responsibility to train the new recruits and hold the parade practices twice a week. It was during these sessions that we became better acquainted with each other. After the weekly parade practices, we would go back to our dorm and take showers, and then had the night study hours in our classrooms. But the great thing was, our showers were a little later than the others, who would have come back from the daily games sessions from the school ground at least a half hour before us. So by the time we finally made it to the bathrooms, all the stalls in the junior bathrooms would be filled, while the seniors would have yet to start theirs. So we ended up sharing the one stall with a lock in the senior’s bathroom twice a week. At first it was about convenience; we had the privacy of the locked stall to ourselves, and could use it without being disturbed by the others and showering together meant half the time to spend so we could both be out before the seniors started coming in.

It was during these shared showers that I noticed that Suraj had a big ass. It wasn’t just big, it was also perky and round, and in his always too-tight briefs, they looked like two scoops of chocolate ice-cream. They poked out from the straps of his briefs, almost ready to burst out from the constraints of the very thin fabric. When he turned around, one could imagine resting a whole pencil box over those big bulging glutes. When he tied the thin white towels around his waist, they always rode up a bit around his back and the shape was extremely apparent, even the slight dimples on the cheeks shown in relief.

One time, I was the first one in the shower, and was already done soaping myself and washing it off by the time he came knocking. I let him in, and he was in his usual basically see-through towel, which he quickly ripped off to stand there in his tight green briefs under the shower-head. I was stalling from completing my bath and getting out, taking in as much of his lovely ass in the wet undies as I could with my horny teen eyes. As he started to apply soap to himself, I noticed that he was having some trouble reaching most of his spine, because of his shorter arms and the weird angle. Inspiration struck me.

“Hey, maybe I can help you with that” I said, grabbing the soap from him and slowly soaping his hard to reach regions.

“Oh, thanks man. It’s always so fucking hard to get all that area without dislocating a shoulder or something” He chuckled, as my fingers made circular patterns on his shoulders, and slowly rubbed their way down his spine. I let my palms wander all over his back. Moving down from his shoulders, lathering up the soap and rubbing it all the way down to the small of his back, and in back and forth motions, across the part slightly bulging over the waistband of his briefs. I occasionally let my hands slip slightly and breach the uncharted territories beyond the waistband, and each time my fingers grazed over the flesh just above his curve, I felt his breath catch. By this time, I was fully tenting my towel (I never bathed wearing underwear), and I thought it prudent to stop before my boner impaled him. I rearranged myself slightly so that the hardness wouldn’t be so obvious and handed him the soap.

“There you go, all soaped up.” I tried to sound as casual as possible, while my heart was hammering away like a freight train about to burst through my chest.

“Oh, yeah, um, okay” He mumbled. As he turned around I stepped under the jet of cold water, so that there wouldn’t be any awkward moment there.

Then, as I turned down the water and felt around for the soap, I felt his palm on my shoulder, and I nearly gasped.

“Looks like you missed the spot too” He said, as he carefully and slowly started to caress my back with the soap suds separating our warm, tingly skin.

His hands were much more tentative than mine had been. They spent a lot of time on my shoulders and it was a while before they slid down my back and started on my lower back. My towel was tied really tight, so there was no way for him to sneak his fingers down further than the small of my back, but he was smart. I felt his hands slowly moving in wider and wider circles, and eventually, they were lathering soap on my tummy as well as my back. When his palms grazed over my belly, I involuntarily drew in my breath, and took a step back and found my ass touch something very warm and hard. His fingers slowly and meticulously soaped every part of my torso, while my back was pressed against his torso, his erection pressing urgently against my cheeks. I felt his warm breath on my neck and felt him lick his lips, as his palms now stayed around the area below my bellybutton and barely above my raging boner, which was struggling to creep out from the thin, wet prison it was bound by. I knew he wanted to take the jump and grab me, but was far too reticent to do so. Perhaps this was his very first experience of something so carnal and erotic, I didn’t know. I was an old-hand at this. I decided to ease him into it. I turned around to face him. His eyes were filled with a kind of terrified urgency, his indecision clearly writ across his tight face, with his lips slightly parted and his breathing laboured.

“Oops, I think you missed a spot” I said softly, and took his palms in mine, and pulled him close to me, and wrapped them around my body and placed them on my ass, my erection now pressed up against his. My eyes bore into his. I let go of his hands. They stayed. I wrapped my arms around him now, and slipped my fingers finally under the elastic of his waistband and grabbed handfuls of his ass. They were far more pliable than I had expected, and I jiggled them a moment. This was right. This felt great

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Boarding School Sexcapades : The Vacation Incident I

It wasn’t just in school that I got to flex my skills. By the time I was 15, I had become very well-versed in the ways of a man’s pleasure. And come the summer vacation, it became extremely hard to not engage in some kind of intimacy for two whole months, and I wasn’t used to what they now call gay-cruising, and the internet was still a distant and alien concept used only occasionally for looking up naked pictures of Hollywood actors. I remember oh so many nights spent rubbing one out to an image of Daniel Radcliffe in the play Equus, where he was naked for an extended scene. But apparently the stars had better plans for me. During the third week of the vacation, one of my brother’s friends came over for two days. My house had just been renovated, and a housewarming was in order, so he had decided to come over and help out. Vishnu was his name, and he was a year able me in school, and happened to sleep across from me the last year (he and my brother had passed out of the school, and I was going for my last.) When my brother dropped the news that Vishnu was coming over, there was a flutter in my belly, surprising as I had never really thought of him in a sexual nature. I remembered that he used to sleep in a lungi every night, and sometimes in the mornings I woke up to the sight of his milky-white bubble butt poking out of the undone piece of clothe. And there were occasions when one of his classmates spent some time in his bed at night or the whole night, but I had never given it much consideration. But maybe it was the lack of sexual gratification, and the prospect of another five weeks without any sex, that I suddenly found myself interested in him, wondering how he would look naked in the light and not in the dimness of a cold rainy sunrise. I knew he had a nice ass, and I had always been a fan of big butts, and he was also relatively cute. He was very fair and virtually hairless, and just the thought of seeing him possibly in his briefs made me hard. I was surprised, and anticipatory.

When he did arrive. He was just as cute as he had ever been. That first evening was without much incident. It was raining quite hard, and by six in the evening the power had gone out. We all gathered in the drawing room, and chatted about school and holidays, and laughed and chided. And then we went to bed, as we had an extremely early day because of the puja. He next morning, I positioned myself next to Vishnu as we seated ourselves on the ground around the fire. I felt electricity pass between us throughout the ceremony. My fingers graced his calf, then I got bolder and one of them managed to trace a line down his ass. He didn’t react, nor did he pull away his leg from me. But we were surrounded by my family, so I dared not go further. But I decided that I would do all I could to seduce him.

Later that day, we went out to have a swim in the river. He didn’t know how to swim so he stayed very close to the shore, but my brother and I had grown up swimming daily in the stream near our house and occasionally in the river, so we had much fun. Even more fun was the constant sight of Vishnu fumbling with his towel, the thin white fabric always coming undone in the turbulence of the water, and I got a good look at his lovely milky thighs and even a hint at the darker blur between. I’m sure he knew I was looking, and perhaps that added to his fumbling fingers, and when he stated soaping himself, I made sure t swim right next to him, stealing glances as he lathered up between his thighs and his cheeks. The sight of the soap covered bubble-butt started to get me hard again, so I swam out so that I didn’t embarrass myself.

Then when it came time to change out of the wet clothes, we found ourselves the last ones left, as my brother and the cousins had already changed and decided to go hang out at a distant relation’s house in the area. So here we were, wet and shivering, standing in nearly see-through towels near the car. My eyes roved over his body as we towelled ourselves dry. His nipples were pert, having been in the cold water, and I could see the goose-bumps on his skin. My eyes slid down, I followed a droplet of water as it slid own his torso. He was completely hairless, and the droplet connected the dots with other clear droplets on its steady trek downwards, and finally vanished into the darkness of is light bush. That was when I noticed that he had undid his towel and was drying his privates. I looked up to see his eyes on my own body, and I almost blushed when I realised that I had popped a hard-on. I quickly readjusted myself so that my erection wasn’t pointing straight out at him. Our eyes met. He smiled. I did too. Then I realised that he too was holding a palm over his hard-on, struggling to keep it hidden under the translucent fabric. As we pulled on our dry clothes on, I thought I saw a hint of his dick, hard, but it vanished as soon as it saw the light as we heard the sound of the others came back. I knew then that I had a definite chance with him. Not here, not now, but perhaps later if the circumstances allowed. I would be ready, I told myself. I would get him.

 

 

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Boarding School Escapades III

It took for him to be away from me for a year for me to finally realise that this was not merely physical. We had a student exchange program in our school, and he had been one of those who had been migrated to another location of our school for a year, and in that year, his absence opened up my eyes to the fact that I was very much attracted to him regardless of our physical relationship, and also that I was sexually attracted to people of my own gender. Usually, we limited our carnal relations to our torsos and lips, kissing and licking each other’s body with eagerness, only our hands venturing far enough to handle the throbbing heat below the waist, and even then, there was chasteness in our interactions that was quite surprising now that I look back, considering it went on for well over 2 years. But after the holidays after he came back from the exchange year, we were unsure. Did he still want me? Was there still that hunger in him to taste me, was he still inclined to take me in his arms and drive me insane with his tongue once again, or had he grown out of that phase and I was merely hanging on to a dead horse? The first few days back were agonizing for me, because we barely interacted with each other. In the time he was absent, I had fooled around with two others in my own year, and neither of them were as adventurous as him, nor were they identical to him so that I didn’t need him anymore. They gave me pleasure in different ways, but I still wanted him, and I was terrified that he didn’t see me with those same eyes that undressed me during boring classes a year ago.

It was a week before he came to me. It was, once again, raining cats and dogs outside, and I had laid down to sleep like any other night, but I felt him climb into my bed a few minutes after the lights had gone out. I felt his urgency, a kind of urgency I had never felt in him before, and it aroused me like never before. The rain was pounding outside, drowning out my moans and his as he almost ripped away my shirt and kissed me hard. The clothes seemed to vanish all too quickly and he was straddling me, his hungry lips battling mine, his right hand working on my chest and his left hand firmly around my cock. He kissed my face, my neck, my chest, and my nipples were devoured with a fierce hunger that seemed to have been aroused and kept alive for months. And before I knew it, his warm lips wrapped themselves around my cock. It felt weird, the wetness and the warmth mingling as his mouth worked its way up and down the erect shaft and throbbing head, and I felt these unknown sensations rippling through me. There was a tingling, an unrecognizable feeling of pleasure that I could not name, but that which I knew I could never no give up on. I don’t know if I were the first person he had taken in his mouth, or if he had gotten some practice, but whatever he was doing was something I knew I would need from him. I wanted him to feel what he made me feel, so I flipped him over and laid him down and my mouth found its way to his cock. It wasn’t huge, but just the right size for my teenage mouth. I pushed back his foreskin. I expected wetness and an uncomfortable taste. But it was just tender flesh, with just the slightest hint of salt. I used my mouth and tongue as best as I knew, up and down, over and under the head. I licked his shaft from tip to root, and sucked on the sensitive head and watched him arch his back, his fingers digging into my shoulders. I realised this was something I would be eager to do for him, and he for me.

We took turns sucking each other off that night. Our sweat mingled, our bodies on fire, our throats full of each other’s throbbing heat, and once spent, we slept wrapped in each other’s arm through the night for the first time. It felt right. It felt wonderful. It felt like a new chapter, one that I knew would take me places I had never even imagined before. I had no idea of what I was getting into.

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Boarding School Escapades II

For over a year, we met in the nights, under the cover of the dark and sleeping dorm. His bed was our refuge, his arms my pleasure house. He had deft fingers. The way his thin fingers traced the trail down my spine, the way they tangled in my hair, the way they dug into my lower-back…they always knew how to send bolts of lightning through me. When they smoothly undid my pyjama strings and found their way, or when they slid over and plucked my lips, ready to make their way into the warm wetness welcoming, they knew exactly what I wanted them to do to unwind every tangle in me.

He liked it when I kissed him on his neck, especially where his throat gave way to his chest. He had these strange markings on his chest, on both pecks, like he had been scratched by a bird long ago and they had healed to leave these marks. I loved to run my fingers over them when we were lying together, our naked bodies wrapped in his sheet. I kissed them too, like a road map that led to the pert nipples that were always ready for the tasting. I remember him moaning softly every time my tongue flicked over them while his hands held the back of my head, his fingers holding on to my curls. But I think the thing he most loved was when my mouth made his way down his torso and rested on the tender area around his bellybutton. The way his neck arched and the veins stood out, and his eyes closed and his moans escaped him (all the while he tried to make as little sound as possible) when I licked around his bellybutton always remained in my memory, more starkly than any other image of us together. What he loved to do was kiss me, more than anything, and he was great at it. He always tasted fresh, and somehow of rain and thunder. May be that’s how I remember now, because many of our sojourns were in the midst of heavy downpours outside. His kisses left my lips and made their way down my chest, and he spent hours, days, years on my nipples. At least it felt like that, because he was good with his tongue, and I could hardly contain myself when he went down on me like that. We were never in any hurry, tasting each other sedately, taking our time. We had all the time in the world, and we were only just embarking on a journey of discovery of each other.

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Boarding School Escapades I

We were classmates and shared the dorm. In the secluded environs of the boarding school, is there any surprise that we ended up in each other’s arms? We were young. We were boys. We were hormonal. We were getting accustomed to our sexuality. And we found each other.

I don’t remember our first kiss. There were so many after that, and so much we learned from each other and with each other, I don’t consider it  a loss at all that I can’t recollect how and when it happened. We were may be 13, it must have been a Sunday afternoon. We must’ve been playing games in our dorm while most of the others were upstairs in the common-room watching TV. It must’ve been during a bout of wrestling in one of our beds. He must’ve had me pinned down on the bed, his body pressing down on me, his boyish face very close to mine, both of us laughing and sweating. We might’ve locked eyes, and my breath must’ve caught looking at those brilliant black eyes, always so full of mischief. And he must’ve leaned in and pressed his lips on mine, tentative and searching, his eyes never leaving mine, which must’ve been the size of saucers by then. Then I must’ve leaned in as he was just about to pull away, yearning and eager. It must’ve been the explosion of sparklers in my belly that helped me take the jump and kiss him with the hunger I never knew I had, and it must’ve been a similar want that pushed his lips down on mine, both of us breathless and unable to stop. And when we finally managed to pull ourselves back, I’m sure we just looked at each other, trying to catch our breath, trying to process what had just happened, trying to gauge what was happening in each other’s minds and trying to decide what to do next.

That was only the beginning. I remember sneaking into his bed after the lights were turned off in our dorm. Of the nights when I would sit on his bed side and he would pretend like he was mortified, covering his face with his blanket. But his hand would snake its way from under the sheet and slither up my leg. His breath would catch when I leaned in, bathed in his warm summer scent, and found his slightly parted lips hidden under the thin fabric and place the lightest of kisses on them. Then he would open his arms and they would wrap around my thin frame, and pull me into him, the blanket stripped away and our torsos pressed as closely as our lips. His hand would be in my hair, as his tongue pried my lips open and discovered secrets I never knew I had, and my hand would inadvertently find its way down his belly and over the warmth that was trying to break free of his pyjamas. And we would stay like this, lips entangled, limbs searching and discovering, minds inflamed, but never venturing too far where there was no point of return. We were, after all, boys and not yet men.

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