By Jamie
Copyright 2022 by Jamie, all rights reserved
* * * * *Harstons Chapter 3
Tuesday
A
busy day lay ahead as the bell to get up rang at 7 o’clock. The 3rd
formers were all fast asleep when the bell rang and many of them did
not stir. 5 minutes later Harry and Duncan were in the 2 rooms making
sure boys were getting up.
"Up you get boys. Morning showers are compulsory. Strip off your pjs here and bring your towel to the bathroom."
Soon the whole area was busy with naked boys in the showers or waiting
to use them. This was no place for the modest. There were 2 large
shower rooms and a single shower as well. This was reserved for the 2
prefects. Many of the boys looked on in awe at the naked prefects,
their strong 17 year old bodies and both were well endowed with a good
bush of hair. After 4 years of boarding school neither of them was in
the least bit shy as they stood naked in the washroom ensuring that the
boys took a shower
One youngster, Robin Treharne earned
himself an entry into the prefects book after some horseplay. Soon
everyone was dressed and off to breakfast. The 3rd formers would spend
the day in school with the rest of their peers from the other houses.
By the time they came back to the boarding house everyone else would
have arrived back at school.
The 4th years grading.
That evening the whole house had come alive as it had filled out with a
further 60 boys. The oldest Upper 6th boy would turn 18 next week, the
youngest boy wouldn’t turn 14 until next August. 75 boys all at
different stages of development.
Upstairs in the 4th form
dormitories Duncan Unsworth was running his eye over his charges. He
knew them all already of course as everyone in the house knew everyone
else, but it was today they had found out that he would be their
prefect. Thus, he was met with a mixture of emotions but all he knew he
would a strict prefect.
“Right lads gather round. As you know
the school rules dictate that now you are in the 4th form you can wear
swimming trunks for your weekly swim lesson but only if you have
started puberty. Now you are all 14, and Fraser over here will be 15 in
a couple of weeks time. So, it is time for grading, please get changed
into your pe shorts only and then reassemble downstairs in the hall in
5 minutes time. Do not be late.”
5 minutes later 15 boys
scrambled into the gym with some trepidation. They had heard about the
grading from older boys but the exact format of what would happen would
be decided by the prefects. they were expecting to see Unsworth and
Eddington but were a little shocked that all 6 prefects were present.
This was Unsworth’s show, however.
"Right lads, let’s get
this done. Line up on this side, in alphabetical order by surname as
that is how we have the list given to us."
As the boys
shuffled themselves into the right order the prefects sat round in a
tight semi-circle of chairs. In front of the semi-circle, they had
placed a bench on which each boy would stand. Standing on the bench he
would clearly seen by both prefects and the other boys.
"Right let’s start. All of you drop your shorts and stand at ease with
hands behind your backs. Eddington will call your name, step forward on
to the bench and we will grade you. Our decision is final. Understood.
Now off with those shorts."
Duncan looked along the line
taking in the 15 different willies. Most were of course showing signs
of development but not all. He smiled. He took his seat and then
Eddington called the first name. Adams.
Young 14 year old
David Adams stepped forward and stood on the bench facing the six 17
year olds who were enjoying the power of their role and complete
control they had over these naked boys. The boy was clearly sprouting
hairs and his balls had dropped all signs of puberty underway.
They both nodded, "Passed".
" Yes” said Adams a broad smile of his face.
5 more boys passed the inspection, so it fell to boy number 7, a small
lad in stature called Frankie Graham. He stepped up nervously, in front
of the prefects who both leaned in to take a closer look.
"Not much to see here Eddington" opined Duncan.
"Definitely a boys willy "
“Any argument with that Graham?”
The boy shook his head, he knew it had been coming, but was disappointed all the same.
“Fail, no trunks this term for you Graham.”
3 more passed and then it was the turn of David Potter.
“Ah Potter. What have we here,” said Duncan. Potter was a cheeky
chappie, who whilst often in trouble endeared himself to everyone with
his smile, giggles and fun approach to life. He stood in front of the
prefects and waggled his hips, so his willy moved from side to side
causing everyone to laugh.
"Well, what have we here. Stop that
so we can look at you properly. Ummm not much evidence of any hairs,
but your dick certainly is getting bigger. What do you think Eddington?”
“Well, I think it’s a no, unless Mister Potter here would like to disagree?”
Potter for all his tomfoolery and the fact he didn’t really care
whether he was naked or not was however keen to be rated as a growing
young man. The dilemma was that without hairs to show for it, he would
have to prove himself to the prefects. And that could of course cold
only be done one way."
“I know I am developing” he said seriously for once.
"Okay well we can’t see any evidence. Stay behind afterwards and we shall discuss. Deferred! Next.”
Another boy Gavin Rogers passed with flying colours, definitely the
largest boy of the group. "He’s going to be a monster" laughed
Unsworth. Rogers gave a huge grin.
Two more to go, next was Simon Taylor, the housemasters son.
He stepped out of line and walked towards the prefects. His smooth skin
showed not a trace of hair but hanging between his legs was a good
sized willy, and balls. Well, you are a big boy Taylor”!
Eddington smiled, "we won’t ask if its hereditary?”
Paul Davis the House Captain leant forward nodding, "Probably best not.” Everyone laughed.
“No evidence of hair, but good growth. What say you Master Taylor?”
The boy was looking a bit flushed, and said quietly, “I have you know started. Really.”
“Okay but no proof. Stay behind. Deferred.”
Last but not least was Richard Williams the youngest in the class, only
just 14 and looking about 12. Adams called out from the line "Rich has
got the tiniest willy of the lot Unsworth."
The group
laughed and the poor boy blushed red and looked at the floor. Duncan
decided it was time he joined Eddington on the hit list. He looked
briefly at Williams, announced “failed get back in line and then stood
up.
“Adams go and fetch the slipper.” All the boys knew the slipper was on the wall near the door. "And be quick boy."
Adams rushed across and grabbed the slipper, which was really a plimsoll, and then running back handed it to the prefect.
“Now Adams tell me why I am just about to whack you?”
“Err... Because I made fun of Williams?”
“Correct. That was unkind even bullying. You all know boys develop at
different times; Williams here can’t help he’s small but then he’s also
younger than all of you. I won’t have it. Bend over and hold your
ankles and do not move.”
The boy did as he was told, Unsworth
stepped back and gave a good hard whack on his bare bottom. The crack
echoed round the hall and Adams gave a small gasp. “Stay there”.
Unsworth signalled Williams to come over. “There you go Williams, give
it your best shot. I am absolutely certain Adams will not begrudge you.”
Williams looked at the prefect and said, “really?" Unsworth nodded. The
boy took up the position and gave Adams good whack, nowhere near as
hard as Unsworth but enough to sting landing in the same place as the
first one.
“Back in line stand Adams, have you anything to say?”
“Err sorry...”
“Yes quite but not to me, put the slipper back and then make your apology.”
Adams rans to hang up the slipper and then over to the end of line
where he said sorry to Williams and then he was back in his place.
“Good. Now we have 11 passes, 2 failures and 2 questionables. Right the 4 of you stay behind, the rest off you go.”
Minutes later the prefects were left with the 4 naked boys. “You two
can put your shorts on. Potter, Taylor -you have a choice, accept the
fail decision or prove to us you have started. Proof is the ability to
cum as I’m sure you know.”
The two boys looked at each other one horrified the other excited, the other 2 " young’uns" were equally as intrigued.
“Well boys after a suitable thinking time, what’s your answer. If you
want to prove it we thought it might be educational for Graham and
Williams to watch.”
Potter shrugged his shoulders, "not really bothered to be honest, but Simon if you want to, I’ll do it as well."
Taylor desperately wanted to wear trunks. he nodded yes.
“Great, we have an expert audience,” said Unsworth referring to his
fellow prefects, “all them have years of masturbatory experience under
their belts.”
“Literally” said Youngman the captain of sport.
The joke brought some light relief to the tension in the air. “Right
lads you need to stand on the bench and I’m sure you know what to do
then. Williams, Graham come and stand behind us. This is something I’m
sure you will both be doing sooner or later very often”.
“Daily” added Alex English.
The boys started to play with themselves and soon both were rock solid
getting a good pace going. Soon Potter was looking rather hot and
Eddington and Unsworth smiled the boy was close. “Watch out lads” said
Eddington to the two boys. A grunt or two followed by an arrrgh as he
ejaculated a string of cum. “Way to go Potter” said Youngman.
Potter smiled and turned go look at Taylor who was pumping furiously at
his hard willy and looked close to the end, he suddenly groaned, and
his bum bucked as he was clearly having an orgasm but sadly for him
nothing came out. He carried on but still nothing. He stopped his willy
was hard, sticking up but perfectly dry. He looked upset.
“Well sorry Taylor that’s the rules, you’ve not passed so no trunks this term.”
The boy looked close to tears, Potter gave him a hug, “hey mate don’t
worry I’ll go naked with you. I don’t have to wear trunks do I
Unsworth?”
“No, your choice, I’ve just got to mark the sheet
for the PE staff. But once you make your decision you are stuck with it
until Christmas.”
“Okay no problem, I am a fail.”
“4
nudies then. Don’t worry Taylor I’m sure there will be others in your
class from the other houses as well as your gallant friend here.”
“Well, that was fun! The prefects all smiled at each other, they were
certainly starting the year well and it was only Day 2 of the first
week.