anonymous - The Memoirs of a Voluptuary

He did not appear to suffer any discomfort, however I but evinced a desire to give me every opportunity of wreaking my will upon him, at intervals giving me an additional twinge of pleasure by a well-calculated contraction of his posterior muscles. At length I cried, with a depth of fervour in my voice, "It's coming, Bob!" and as I gave one last thrust with all my strength, he contracted his bottom-hole again, imprisoning my cock within its hot folds. The action arrested the discharge for a second, but next instant I felt it shoot out and, entirely consumed and eaten up in a supreme attack of lustful joy, I sank down upon him, alive to nothing but the passionate, gnawing rapture that afflicted my generative organ, and flowed thence in flickering, unquenchable flames to even the most remote parts of my body.

I felt quite prostrated afterwards, and made a hurried preparation for bed, anxious to lie down and rest myself after the feverish dissipation, at any rate until had taken the first keen edge off my fatigue.

The others followed my example, and we were soon all four between the sheets.

"I wonder who had the best time, you or I?" said Bob.

"It would be hard to say," I replied. "All I know is that if you came off as well as I did, you were all right. How did you get on, Jimmy?"

"Ripping!" said the duke enthusiastically. "Of course, it isn't the first time Blackie and I have had a bit of fun, but I think that makes it all the better, as you know what to expect; while it is just as fine at the finish."

"I don't suppose it's much to Blackie, though, after all he has been through!" I exclaimed.

"Oh! I don't know," returned de Beaupre, speaking with all the savoir fair of a man of the world. "You mustn't think I despise a little amusement among ourselves. If we could really do as we liked, we could have all the enjoyment in the world; only, of course, circumstances are a good deal against us. Besides, as you know from what I told you, girls can have as much pleasure as they want among themselves without requiring men's services, so why shouldn't we show that we can do without girls if we want to?"

"I've heard someone say just the same before," said Jimmy.

Bob looked over to me and winked, exclaiming in a stagewhisper, "Lord Henry!"

"You shut up, Bob!" shouted Jimmy, with a smile. "I never mentioned any name."

"Well," said Rutherford presently;" I suppose we mustn't expect another yarn from Blackie tonight."

"No! you needn't;" returned de Beaupre, "for you won't get one. I'm feeling quite hoarse as it is since last night, and I intend to go to sleep at once. Good-night!"

"The oracle has spoken!" cried Bob. "There is nothing better to do, therefore, than for us to go to sleep, too."

Accordingly, we all turned over, and were soon in the arms of Morpheus.

The next day being Saturday and a half-holiday; Bob proposed as we were dressing that we should go as far as the sea, which was only a matter of about two miles and a half from the school. We all greeted the suggestion with warm approval, and I especially looked forward to it, as I had never yet had an opportunity of looking upon the ocean.

During the morning we met Williams and asked him if anything had happened in his dormitory the night before.

"Davenport started on Elgar again," he replied. "He tied his hands behind his back, and made him stand up against the fireplace with nothing on until we had all undressed, and then he and Lawrence began to chuck wet sponges at him. I called out to them to leave Elgar alone, and then they turned on me, but I said that if they touched me I would shout till someone came, and that stopped them. They knew that they would get into a bother if anyone did find them out, and, seeing they were a bit funky, I got up and ran to the door. I held this open, and then told Benson to go and loose Elgar and put him to bed. Davenport got into a towering rage and called me frightful names, but I didn't care, only telling him that if he tried on any more nonsense I would be straight to Chadwick and bring him in, as we had made up our minds not to put up with my more of his bullying or let him keep on pitching into Elgar. He got quite white with passion, but Lawrence slunk back to bed and advised him to do the same, so we had our own way, and Elgar got some peace for the rest of the night."

"You did splendidly," exclaimed Bob. "You're a little brick Williams. If you go on like that you won't have any more trouble with Mr. Davenport. But I'm going to have a talk to him myself this evening, and that will settle it once and for all."

We had arranged to set off directly after lunch, but before leaving I saw Williams again. He had his cap on, and I asked him where he was going.

"Davenport said he and Lawrence were going for a walk;" replied Williams; "and he told Sturgess and Benson and Elgar and me that he wanted us to come as well. He was very cunning, and mentioned the thing to Mr. Chadwick, so we had to say we would go when Chadwick talked to us. However, somehow Davenport seemed much nicer to us all of a sudden, and he actually told Elgar that he hoped he hadn't hurt him with his games. I don't know what has come over him, but perhaps he sees that he has been going it a bit too strong. I hope so, anyhow, as I'm sure we don't want to make any bother, and if he only played ordinary jokes on us we should never say a word."

"I shall be awfully glad if you are right," I said; "although it might be that he has got an inkling of Rutherford's being about to take the matter up. Anyhow, I don't think you ought to have anymore trouble, after what you say. You don't know where you are going to, I suppose?"

"I heard Davenport say something about the sea, but I'm not quite sure, "Williams answered.

"Really!" I exclaimed. "That is where we're going. Perhaps we might see you, then."

Shortly after this we setout for our walk, striking across the fields and through the woods in a direct course for the sea. It was a beautiful, clear day near the end of May, the air was quite hot; and everything breathed of summer in this favoured part of the land. The trees were in full leaf, the meadows were sheets of wild-flowers, and our ears were filled with the song of birds and the babbling music of the many brooks for which "fair Devon" is noted. Bright-coloured moths and butterflies flitted and hovered before us, and me multitudinous sights and sounds of the: country broke in upon me with such a pleasurable effect that; combined with the happy freedom of the moment, the joy of existence forced itself upon my consciousness more keenly than it had ever done before, and I raised my voice in a merry, lilting song.

"Charlie is in good spirits today, isn't he?" cried Jimmy. "Yes," replied Bob with a smile. "But he had better be careful how he airs his notes, or Mr. Percival will be capturing him for the choir:"

On we went; trudging through the long grass and picking our way amid the gnarled and moss-grown trunks of the trees, until our further progress was barred by a rivulet rather too broad for us to leap. We walked slowly along the bank seeking a convenient place to cross without getting wet.

"There is a lot of fish in here, I am sure!" said Jimmy, climbing out on to a fern-draped boulder that overhung the stream, and peering into the crystal depths below.

We looked, but only caught the reflection of the duke's face mirrored on the placid surface of the water.

"All I can see down there is you, Jimmy!" said Bob. "I say, you chaps! He looks just like that fellow we were reading about in class the other day-Narcissus you know! who caught sight of his face in a river once, and thought himself so pretty that he couldn't take his eyes away, and then he fell in and got drowned."