anonymous - The Memoirs of a Voluptuary

Blackie's injunction that nothing more was to be done that morning was strictly obeyed, and we confined ourselves to a little jocularity while dressing.

Nothing of particular interest took place that day, but after supper I was talking to little Williams, whom I had had occasion to speak to earlier in the day, and who was not really a bad youngster but had just suffered the misfortune of being placed in Davenport's dormitory. He was telling me of some of the practices of this young gentleman, and I called up my three chums, who were not far away, to listen, requesting Williams to report all he had already told me.

"It is not so much me he bullies, although I've had a taste; but Davenport makes a special mark of that young Elgar, who is a very timid kid. Why, the school has only been open a few days this term, and I'm sure Elgar is beginning to look quite bad already."

"What does Davenport do?" asked Bob, with growing indignation. "Well, the first night he and Lawrence-who, of course, always helps him-made up apple-pie beds for Elgar and me, and the other two chaps, Sturgess and Benson. We didn't mind that, as there wasn't much harm in it, only Elgar got very frightened because he tore a hole in the sheet, and started to cry for fear he would get into a row with Mrs. Percival, while Davenport made some very nasty remarks, which didn't exactly comfort him. And ever since then Davenport has been down on Elgar, I expect because he is such a weak little chap. The next morning he was asleep when the bell rang, and Davenport tipped up the mattress, chucking him on the floor and giving him an awful fright; I told him he ought to be careful, and Sturgess and Benson spoke up; too, but he threatened to lick us all if we said a word, and Lawrence backed him up, so what could we do? and that little sneak of a Davenport Minor was grinning and jumping about, and doing his best to get his brother to set on us.

"That night, Davenport waited till Elgar was in bed and asleep, as we were too, and as soon as all was quiet he got up and tied a string to the little chap's toe, then, going back to bed, started to haul on it. Of course Elgar woke up with a scream, and burst out crying, making such a noise that Davenport got out, being afraid that one of the masters would come in, and told Elgar he would give him a bashing if he didn't stop making a row. Elgar did his best, but couldn't seem to keep from crying, so Davenport said, 'I'll give you something to cry for, if you don't dry up!' and he and Lawrence held him over the basin and poured a jug of cold water over him, leaving him to dry himself as well as he could, and get into bed again shivering all over. Benson and I told them they were cads, and they started to lam into us with a cane, but we swore we would go and tell Chadwick if they didn't leave us alone, so they went back to bed after that.

"That's how things have been going with us. One morning Davenport poured out the chamber over Elgar, and another time he held him down on the bed and whacked his backside with a watch-chain. And last night; Lawrence kept hold of him while Davenport dropped lighted sealing-wax on his belly and legs. Elgar doesn't like to say anything to Mr. Percival or the other masters as he thinks it would be sneaking, but I told him plainly that he was a fool, and the other chaps did so as well, and we all said that if Davenport kept on any more we would go in a body and complain of him.

"And then, Davenport and Lawrence are always playing about with us, pulling out our cocks, and putting ink on them, or something of that sort. Don't you think it's right for us to stick out a bit against him?"

"Certainly!" cried Bob. "I never knew there was anything so bad as what you say going on, but I'll see that it doesn't continue. As head of the school, I think I can manage it all right, and that will save you from going to the masters. I am afraid it's too late for me to speak to him tonight, but if Davenport starts again you let him know that you won't put up with his treatment any longer.

"Davenport is going too far altogether," continued Bob to us, after Williams had gone. "And you owe him something, too, don't you, Charlie? Let him wait a little longer, that's all!"

Our interest in the subject flagged after we had got to our room, and our thoughts turned instinctively to other matters.

"Have you already got a plan for this evening, Blackie?" asked Bob.

"Let me see! Yes!" replied de Beaupre. "I think I had better engage the services of Jimmy on this occasion, or he will think I am neglecting him. So Charlie can pair off with you, Bob."

"That's a good arrangement, said Rutherford. "If we go on like that, there won't be any cause for jealousy between us, will there? Are you going to give us the details of the campaign, too?"

"I should suggest a "face-fuck", Blackie answered; after a moment's thought. "I will show you what I mean in one second."

When we notified that we were ready to begin, de Beaupre directed me to lie with my head propped up against the pillows, and then told Bob to kneel over my chest, so as to bring his member opposite my lips, while he supported himself on his hands, and in this position he was to work his cock in my mouth in the most approved style and to the best of his ability. We at once grasped the idea, and proceeded to put it into effect. Bob's organ was already hard, and exhibited every eagerness for the fray; and he launched forward, thrusting it half-way down my throat. The operation was at first slightly discomforting, but I rapidly accustomed myself to it; it soon got into full swing, and was working splendidly. I kept a firm pressure on Bob with my lips, and bestowed little nibbles on him, advancing my tongue also to meet his pushes, increasing his pleasure so much that he voted the performance a first-class one in every way. As he worked his body, I clasped him round the loins and gently stroked his bottom, while in answer his knees closed firmly at my sides. He breathed heavily in his salacious efforts, his pulses quickened, nerving his cock to further excitation, and his fierce emotions communicated themselves to me, the warm friction of his member in my mouth sending a pleasant glow through my frame, and calling up all the dormant eroticism of my nature. I felt as if I could have gone on thus for hours, but for this, as for all things in this world of ours, a period was fixed, and in course of time I could tell by the quick jerkiness that began to actuate Bob's movements that he was fast approaching the goal of his voluptuousness, and about to lose himself in the consummation of its triumph. In another minute the anticipation had become a reality; he gave a final sharp thrust and stopped dead, while his weapon, trembling under the forceful ardour he had infused into it, halted in momentary suspense and then off its charge of living essence into my expectant mouth. The short education I had received had yet made me fully appreciative of the sensation, and I imbibed the draught with all the delight of the born epicure, which I have no doubt I was, although I had only just come to a knowledge of the characteristic.

On sitting up, we saw that Jimmy and de Beaupre were deep in the enjoyment of a mutual suck. We did not wish to disturb them, and as I had not so far had the opportunity of soothing the distressful condition under which I was now labouring, I said to Bob, "Will you let me go in your bottom? I have never tried that yet, and I should like to very much."

"Certainly!" answered Bob, and he at once placed himself so as to receive my attack.

Getting behind him, I advanced to his rear, and after, on his instructions, applying a little saliva, introduced my cock into his small, round orifice. Although it did not look very large, I found it yield much more readily than I had expected, and I experienced a considerable feeling of satisfaction as my member found its home in this warm sheath offered to it, the walls of which closed upon it with a pleasant tightness, without there being too much constriction. I at once commenced to thrust, and while doing so, put my hands round and took hold of Bob's genitals. His cock was a trifle damp and sticky, and inclined to be limp, having been brought into action so recently, but under the fostering care of my fingers it began to exalt itself once more, and I gently titillated it to bring it up still more. My own efforts, however, prevented me from bestowing more than desultory attention on it in this respect, and as my excitement became greater with every moment I soon almost ceased the action, all my interest being claimed by the circumstances of my own case; I bit my lips and panted with preternatural excitement; and heaved forward with such vigour that it seemed as if I must be piercing into the very centre of Bob's anatomy.