SCHOOLBOY CONFESSIONS
Have you something to confess? Did you go to an all boys school where wanking and spunking was rife? Was there a female teacher who took rather too much interest in the schoolboys? Was there a male teacher who took an unhealthy interest in the boys? Were the lads caned for being naughty, or was there something more sinister in the headmaster's thoughts? Did you have to bend over and receive a good thrashing? Were there mutual masturbation sessions going on beneath the school desks while the biology teacher rambled on? Schoolboy wanking, comparing cock size, counting pubic hairs, examining each other's foreskins, talking about orgasms and sperm jetting… Perhaps things went further with masturbating ending up with knob sucking and spunk swallowing? Write in with your confession by clicking on the e-mail link below and share your naughty experiences.
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BOYS' SCHOOL I was sent to a boys only boarding school when I was 12, but I had been having mutual wanking sessions with a couple of boys before I went there, so as soon as lights were out, and the house master had done his 10 minutes later check, I wasn't surprised when a lad from the other side of the dorm came and sat on the side of my bed. I could see other lads moving about as well. Brown ,accidentally on purpose, put his hand on my crutch, which immediately gave me an erection. He pulled back the bedclothes to take hold of my naked cock and at the same time put my hand on his erection poking out of his pyjama fly. It wasn't long before I could feel myself cumming and Brown must have known because he put his handkerchief over my knob, into which I ejaculated my small amount. I kept wanking Brown and he put the hanky over his end to collect his. A couple of days later he followed me into the bog, stood beside me and we wanked each other. A good job he had the hanky hat first night because he came copiously. After that first night different guys came to my bed or I went to theirs, and for the next 6 years not a night went by when I didn't get a mutual wank either in my bed or in another's.
Of course we also had wanking sessions during the day, one sunday I had 6, and only twice with the same boy, early morning and at night as he slept next to me.
We often got sent to the head prefects study when I was a junior but it was only because one of them wanted wanking off. We used to leave rubbing our asses as a pretence that we had been caned. Of course other boy visitors knew knew, because they had been 'thrashed' also.
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BOYS' SCHOOL I went to a private school for boys. Needless to say, with no girls around, wanking was rife. We all knew that everyone wanked and even talked about how many times we'd come in one session. One afternoon a boy suggested that I go and see The Wanker. I asked him what he meant, so he explained that I could go along to see an older boy who loved wanking the young lads. I wasn't gay or anything but I was intrigued so I went to his dorm and said that a friend had sent me. He charged me one pound for his services and then took me into a large store cupboard. I had to lie on a table with my trousers down, which I found a little embarrassing at first. But, once he'd slipped his latex gloves on and started massaging my stiff cock, my embarrassment faded. He was amazing, an expert wanker. Tickling my balls, running his fingers over my exposed knob, he knew exactly how to wank a cock. I'd never been touched before and have to admit that the feel of his hand massaging my cock and balls was fantastic. Running his fingertip around the rim of my knob, stretching my foreskin, squeezing my balls... He was a real wanker. I came quickly, pumping out my spunk as he wanked my cock with one hand and massaged my knob with the other. Afterwards, he cleaned me up and helped me off the table. I went to see him several times each week, giving him most of my pocket money in return for fantastic orgasms. My friends and I worked out that he was wanking about fifty boys each week. Not a bad little earner for the school wanker! |
BOYS' SCHOOL I went to an all boys school and discovered wanking at an early age. Like all normal boys, we were always talking about cocks and sperm and wanking. But I was to discover a lot more than jerking myself off. It was late one Friday afternoon when I noticed a boy standing |
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BOYS' BOARDING SCHOOL An all boys boarding school has its inherent problems... There are no girls around. Teenage boys think constantly about sex and wank themselves stupid. One or two boys at my school played with each other, which was against the rules. Boys caught wanking each other were in line for the cane, if not expulsion. The rule was crystal clear, and strictly adhered to. At the school I went to, there was an old shed in the wooded area edging the cricket pitch. The first I knew about it was when I overheard a couple of the lads saying that they'd go there after class. Intrigued, I kept my distance and followed them. They went behind the shed and both emerged about ten minutes later with sheer satisfaction depicted in the expressions. My first thought was that they'd wanked each other off so, after they'd gone, I slipped behind the shed to look for evidence of mutual masturbation in way of spunk splattered over the ground. There was no spunk, but there was a hole in the side of the shed. It was about cock high and three inches or so in diameter. Young and naive as I was, it didn't occur to me that they'd stuck their cocks though the hole. It was only when I heard movements in the shed and noticed fresh spunk running down the wooden planking beneath the hole that I realized what the lads had done. Dare I stick my cock through the hole? Who the hell was in the shed? Male or female? Going for broke, and in desperate need of a good spunking off, I unzipped my trousers and slipped my erect penis through the hole. A hand grabbed the solid shaft of my cock and fully retracted my foreskin. Then, a hot mouth enveloped my swollen knob. gasping, I'd never known anything like it as a tongue snaked and rolled around my helmet. The sensations were heavenly, and I knew that I'd be shooting my spunk within a minute or two. I wasn't too bothered whether I was fucking a male or female mouth. After all, a tongue is a The unseen cock gobbler must have known that I was about to shoot because they slipped my cock out of their mouth and licked and bit the solid shaft. Sinking their teeth gently into my cock, neglecting my purple knob, they held me on the verge on orgasm. I could feel the wet tongue running up and down my shaft, the teeth biting and nibbling, and I was sure that I could hold back no longer. Again licking my ballooning knob, teasing me until I was in a sexual frenzy, the expert wouldn't allow me to come. I could feel the heat of breath, the wetness of saliva, and my balls ached to be drained. Finally taking my knob into their mouth, the unseen oral expert sucked and licked and gobbled until my legs sagged beneath me and my spunk jetted from my throbbing knob. Never had I known such a powerful orgasm. Wanking had been nothing like this, and I knew that I'd be visiting the shed on a daily basis. I knew that it was a female as I heard a long low moan of pleasure. Was she frigging her clitty off? Did she have her hand down her panties? Was she fingering her tight little cunny hole? More to the point, who was she? Slipping my knob out of her mouth, obviously giving herself a facial, she slurped and swallowed as my spunk jetted into her sweet mouth. She was amazing, a real cock sucker, and I was determined to discover her identity. There was a girls' school nearby, but the place was like a prison with no one able to get in or out. Who was this expert cum guzzler? She rubbed my cock over her lips and cheeks, creaming her face with my spunk as I gasped and clung to the side of the shed. Again taking my knob into her mouth and sucking out the last of my sperm, she released my shaft and allowed me to withdraw. Zipping my trousers, I slipped into the woods and watched the shed door. Whoever it was had to come out at some stage, and I had all the time in the world. The door finally opened and Miss Jenkins, our Maths teacher, emerged from the shed. Maths lessons were never the same after that fateful day... |
tongue. But I had the feeling that it was a girl. Instinct? I don't know, but it was a female, I was sure. In which case, who the hell was she and where had she come from? Whoever it was expertly licked and sucked and gobbled until I was almost there. Forcing myself up against the side of the shed and pushing my cock further through the hole, I began to quiver as my spunk pump primed.
BOYS' SCHOOL I was hanging about in the corridor waiting for Brown. He'd been talking in class and old Smithy had ordered him to stay behind. I could hear the cane swishing through the air and Brown's yelps resounding around the classroom. And then things went quiet. Becoming bored, and wondering what was going on, I edged the classroom door open and looked inside. Brown was standing by Smithy's desk with his trousers around his ankles. Humiliating, or what? I thought as I gazed at Brown's cock snaking over his balls. Smithy was sitting on his chair, almost eye level with Brown's cock, and I recalled the rumours I'd heard. Apparently, Smithy had an unhealthy liking for boys. He enjoyed administering the cane, and needed virtually no excuse to keep a boy behind after class for a good lashing. When Smithy took Brown's cock in his hand, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Brown protested, but Smithy threatened him with the cane. To my amazement, as Smithy fondled Brown's cock, the thing went stiff. Standing to attention above his balls, his cock was the biggest I'd seen. We all looked at each other's cocks in the showers and compared size and thickness, but I'd never seen one like Brown's. Smithy stared wanking Brown, rolling his foreskin back and forth over his purple knob. Cupping Brown's balls in his free hand, Smithy wanked the boy faster. Brown gazed into space, his eyes kind of glazed over as Smithy worked on his hard cock. I must admit that my cock went stiff as I watched. Then, Brown's spunk shot out of his knob and splattered over the floor. Brown was gasping and clinging to Smithy's desk as his spunk jetted. I'd never have believed it if I hadn't seen it with my own eyes. Smithy wanking off one of the boys? Brown never said anything to me about it, but I knew that he regularly stayed behind after class. I wonder why? |
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