The Other Tom Brown's Schooldays Chapter 3
By Pueros

Copyright 2005 by Pueros, all rights reserved

This story is intended for ADULTS ONLY

Chapter 3 - Introductions

(Northumberland, England, September 1803)

Dr. Strappem, whose Oxford doctorate was in theology, was also the proprietor of Sodomhall School, which he actually ran very well, if certain rather abusive practices were ignored. He had managed to sustain economic soundness and good scholastic accomplishment despite the low fees, achieving this remarkable feat by various means.

Firstly, the large number of boys, sent by uncaring parents or guardians, grateful to dispose of inconvenient children and to pay bargain rates in the process, had brought economies of scale.

Secondly, Dr. Strappem had obtained property to house the school that had been very cheap to buy, because of its desolate isolation and neglectful decay, and to run because he paid poor very poor remunerations, even by the standards of the time. He also employed comparatively few people for such a large and complex facility, compensating by utilising pupils to help with chores. However, the low wages had had no effect on the quality of the exclusively residential male staff, many of whom were former pupils. They had eagerly sought positions here because of the other rewards that were on offer and, in fact, the headmaster had been spoiled for choice.

Thirdly, Dr. Strappem was himself happy not to seek great profits from his enterprise, as there were plenty of non- pecuniary riches to keep him more than satisfied. Amongst these compensations was the main by-product of his policy to maintain excellent appearance, behaviour and achievement amongst his pupils. In order to achieve such standards, a strict disciplinarian regime was imposed and such an atmosphere was very much to the headmaster's tastes, especially when the prettier of his boy charges occasionally lapsed and needed appropriate chastisement.

The eighteen teaching staff, excluding the headmaster who only taught as part-time cover, comprised four Housemasters and twelve Form-masters, giving a ratio of 1 teacher to roughly every 36 pupils. The sizes of the two classes per age-group were therefore large.

The eleven ancillary employees were made up of three cooks, two caretaker/handymen, two laundrymen, two groundsmen, a clerk and a doctor, who also acted as a part-time schoolmaster for Natural Sciences. The prettiest of the pupils would only assist the minor ancillaries in their menial work as punishment because the boys were usually assigned other, rather more personal and intimate, tasks for the more important teaching staff.

Dr. Strappem's particular fetish tastes had encouraged him to introduce certain innovative customs into the school, including, despite the cost and his normal thrift, the luxury of providing the standardised uniforms for boys aged 10 to 16, which were unusual for the period. Parents or guardians would be asked for the children's measurements before they started so that appropriately sized garments could be secured in readiness for their arrival from the vast collection worn by earlier pupils, who had either outgrown them or left the establishment.

Adding to the rare expense and consideration was the fact that, with the exception of the caps and shoes, two sets of uniform were issued to every pupil so that clean attire could be worn daily, whilst the previous day's clothing was laundered. Dr. Strappem insisted on strict cleanliness, which was again rather unusual for the times in the cheaper and more obscure English public schools.

Only pupils in the 8th and 9th years, who were aged 17 and above, were excused the uniform and could wear long trousers. Consequently, younger boys were forced to wear rather short and tight shorts until they achieved such status.

Having returned from his latest errand, Flashmember advised Tom and Christopher about the daily change of uniform. The prefect informed them that, as they would be allowed to sleep only in their underpants, they should, before retiring to bed, place the rest of that day's soiled attire in the large basket, located for the purpose in their dormitory's bathroom. These wicker receptacles would be taken to the laundry the following morning by two boys, nominated by the dormleader, and they would then return with the second sets of clothing, cleaned the previous day. Meanwhile, the pupils should polish their own shoes whenever needed, as footwear had to be kept spotless.

Having just discovered the routine regarding uniform, Tom and Christopher would now soon learn about other practices, some much less agreeable, after Flashmember began to introduce them to other important customs of their new home. Firstly, the prefect told the newcomers that they should not be wearing their bobbled caps at present. They were for special occasions and should therefore be returned to their cupboards for now. Secondly, he discussed their dormitory. He suggested that the boys quickly established a rapport with the other 10 year-old residents because they were likely to be sharing this room with most of them until the year 1812. He also advised that all the pupils were responsible for the amenity's cleanliness and tidiness, under the direction of the dormleader, who had already been appointed by the Housemaster, and all the necessary tools were located underneath some of the beds. They were additionally obligated to ensure that social order amongst themselves was maintained, and there were punishments for any infractions.

Both Tom and Christopher immediately fearfully recalled the various implements of chastisement that they had seen earlier on the wall of the headmaster's study.

Flashmember continued by reiterating that Tom and Christopher were responsible for tidying their own beds every morning in the manner already displayed on the bunks of their fellow pupils. They would also be required to take their blankets and pillowcases to the laundry every Friday evening and collect washed replacements.

"I'll now show you the other locations in the school that will play an important part in your lives from now on," Flashmember next announced. The prefect now proposed to repeat the tour of the school that he had given to the other 10 year-old newcomers, who had arrived on time at the beginning of term.

"So follow me!" Flashmember commanded, and Tom and Christopher, now attired in their uniforms, complied. The threesome went through the dormitory door into the outside corridor, where the pointing prefect advised "The rooms off this passageway, and another that runs to the right at the bottom there, represent the accommodation provided for the boys of Phaeton House, which is now your own!"

"There are four Houses within the school," Flashmember informed, "and the others are named 'Adonis', 'Ganymede' and 'Narcissus', who all happened to be exceptionally beautiful boys in Greek mythology." The prefect paused to see what reaction this latter revelation caused in the newcomers, and was happy to detect a mixture of embarrassment and excitement. He recognised the former emotion from the facial blushing evident on the 10 year-olds' very pretty faces, and the latter narcissistic element from the give-away sparkle in their sensuous eyes.

"You are expected to take almost as much pride in your House as you do your School," Flashmember suggested. "Each has a complement of about 160 boys," the prefect added, "and they exist to foster healthy competition amongst us all, both in study and play."

"I too am a proud member of Phaethon," Flashmember declared, "which is why I have been assigned the task of introducing you both to your new School and House, which might be last alphabetically but which all members try to ensure is first in everything else. You will both be expected to contribute to ensuring that we attain such honour!"

"There are eight other dormitories within the House," Flashmember appraised Tom and Christopher, "one for each year. They're all similar to your own, most with between 15 and 20 boys, depending on the nature of annual intakes and later gains and losses."

"Also around the corner," Flashmember advised, "are the rooms of the Housemaster and Senior Houseboy." "Who and what is the Senior Houseboy?" interrupted Christopher.

"This year, I am," Flashmember proudly answered, " and I'm responsible, under the direction of the Housemaster, for the efficient running of Phaethon. I'm also Headboy of the School!"

Flashmember did not tell Tom and Christopher that he had obtained these posts for the next three terms because he had been one of the favourites of both the Headmaster and the Housemaster for much of the time he had been at Sodomhall. Even now, the handsome dark-haired, brown-eyed 18 year-old still occasionally served both men in a very intimate manner, despite the fact that they usually preferred younger boys for certain of their purposes.

Flashmember's face and body had maintained their lovely boyish looks, with the phenomenon helped by supplementing the daily shaving of his chin with similar attention to his armpits and genitalia. The rest of the 18 year-old's handsome torso remained naturally smooth without such attention.

"You will therefore call me 'Sir', as is custom when you address the Senior Houseboy or School Headboy," announced Flashmember. "You also," he added, "have to address the ancillary staff and other boy prefects similarly."

"There are traditionally nine prefects per House," Flashmember declared, "who are selected from the final year and help the Senior Houseboys keep an eye on a dormitory each. I'll introduce you to the one assigned to your own dorm later. Meanwhile, you will call the teaching staff 'Headmaster', 'Housemaster' or 'Form-master', depending on their positions."

"Sorry, Sir," Christopher responded respectfully in respect of his error in not addressing Flashmember appropriately, as the 10 year-old did not want to cause offence to such an obviously important older fellow pupil. "You're excused your blunder on this occasion," the 18 year-old replied, "as I anticipate them from new boys. However, you must quickly learn to eradicate such mistakes because, once you've been told something, you're expected to remember it and you won't be forgiven next time. It's one of the reasons why I, and not your Prefect, have personally taken on the task of introducing you two new boys to the school. I want you to be well versed in correct behaviour so that the traditions of Phaeton will be continued during the year that I'm head of our House!"

The threesome next entered the door directly opposite that of their dormitory. The large room inside comprised the bathroom. The big laundry basket, to which the Headboy had referred, was next to the door on the left, along with another. A further similar wicker container was on the right.

The toilet arrangements began with the left wall, which had a urinal channel at its foot. Water streamed constantly from a pipe above into this conduit, and ran away down a hole at the far end. This amenity was supplemented by a nearby long line of chamberpots, the contents of which would be emptied down the same outlet and each of which had a small clean rag inside for an obvious purpose. The cloths were placed in the second laundry basket on the left after use.

There were also four large stone baths against the right wall, with many cheap but effective non-perfumed bars of soap situated on surrounding ledges. On nearby rails were plenty of old but clean towels, which, after use, were placed in the third laundry basket.

As Flashmember was describing these facilities, he commented "I'm afraid only unheated water is provided here, for the Headmaster believes that a cold morning bath every day helps not only to cleanse a young body but also to invigorate it for the tasks ahead!" Both newcomers looked appalled and the Headboy failed to assuage any of their misery by adding "Don't worry, you'll become used to it, even at the height of winter when you might have to break the ice to step into your bath. Often far worse are the morning runs for which you'll only wear your underpants. Unless the Doctor excuses you, and you have to be dying for that to happen, or you have authority to perform other chores, the first thing you'll do when your arise at 6 o'clock will be to go on this three-mile sprint on a standard track through the surrounding woods. The Prefects from the four Houses take a week in turn to stand at different parts of route to make sure no-one cheats by taking shortcuts."

"If you want to have breakfast," Flashmember declared, "you'll need to complete the run, have your bath, dress, pass a Prefect's inspection and make the schoolhall, all by 7 o'clock. You're also expected to accomplish this achievement every day, Christmas and other holidays included, regardless of the weather. The Headmaster believes in keeping boys fit and hardy!"

Tom and Christopher remained aghast but said nothing. Flashmember recognised their horror, as he had felt the same when he had first been told these requirements eight years previously. Since then, he had made the morning run almost 3000 times, as he had rarely been excused, even after a severe beating or spending some intimate time with the Headmaster, both of which sometimes occurred simultaneously.

Flashmember remembered several times when his bottom had been so sore and bloodied that he had been forced to run without underpants, much to the amusement of others. On one of these occasions, he had had to run naked through a blizzard, although, to avoid hypothermia, the route was thankfully considerably shortened for all participants, a rare exception to the rule that the full distance had to be completed. The Headboy, whilst looking at the two newcomers, was also thinking that the 10 year-olds could now look forward to plenty of these sort of pleasures over the forthcoming years.

"There are three bathrooms like this within the House," continued Flashmember, "each shared by a trio of dormitories. Yours is also used by the 13 and 16 years olds of Phaethon. You'll notice how spotlessly clean the amenity is. It is the responsibility of the youngest age-group, namely you 10 year-olds, to keep it that way. Now let's progress to the schoolhall!"

The Headboy led the newcomers along another myriad of cold unwelcoming corridors and stairwells, still quiet at this time of day because most other pupils were at lessons of one kind or another. As they proceeded, both Tom and Christopher wondered whether they would be able to find their way back to the dormitory without a guide.

The threesome eventually arrived at the huge schoolhall, in the main body of which were 36 foldable long wooden tables, each with benches against the two longer sides. There was also a platform at the far end, with a lectern in front and a row of twenty seats just behind.

"Each dormitory has one table each," explained Flashmember. "Yours," he announced, whilst pointing to one of those nearest to the stage "is that one. You'll come here at 7 o'clock for breakfast, which is always porridge, at 12 o'clock for your midday meal, always bread and cheese, and at 6 o'clock for your evening meal, always stew. Everyone collects and returns their food and cups of water from the hatches in the left wall. Meanwhile, the staff eats in more salubrious surroundings and consumes better fare. However, we mustn't grumble for what we receive may be tasteless and monotonous but it's also filling and seemingly healthy, the diet having been devised by the school Doctor in the interests of our welfare!" The Headboy neglected to mention the additional necessity for economy and ease of preparation.

"After breakfast every day," Flashmember continued, "we have assembly. The teaching staff and the Doctor will come on stage and sit on the chairs, whilst the Headmaster gives us his daily sermon, after which we have to stand to sing some hymns and pray. Music is provided by a small organ to the left of the platform, played by one of the Housemasters. Afterwards, the Dr. Strappem invariably makes some announcements and certain events usually happen. You'll probably see some examples of these for yourselves in the morning." He added, whilst displaying a mischievous grin, "Of course that depends on whether you reach the schoolhall in time after your runs!"

Flashmember then progressed his description of school life by saying "The religious element is much longer on Sundays and other matters are usually curtailed. Excluding the Sabbath, which is reserved for private studies of one kind or another, you are expected to be at your lessons by 8 o'clock. There are two classes per age group, with Phaeton always sharing with Narcissus. Let's go to your classroom now and meet your new Form-master and fellow pupils!"

After another series of passageways and steps, the threesome found themselves in front of another door. Flashmember knocked and waited for a response.

"Enter!" shouted a rather annoyed-sounding voice and Flashmember opened the door. "Excuse, Form-master," he said, "but, on Dr. Strappem's instructions, I have brought the latest new boys to introduce them to you and the class."

Tom and Christopher now saw over thirty-five 10 year-old heads, located at individual ancient wooden desks in four rows, turn to look back at them. However, such action was not what intrigued the newcomers at first because the Form- master had a cane poised in the air, its imminent victim a young bottom bent over the teacher's desk. The sweet curvaceous shape was not covered by shorts but only by taut and skimpy high-sided underpants.

"Come in, Headboy;" invited the Form-master. The teacher then added by way of explanation, although he owed none to anyone present, "This brat failed to pay attention by looking out of the window. It's the first time that he'll feel my cane on his bottom, so I'll allow the miscreant's backside some protection from his undergarment whilst I remind him four times to remain focused on the wisdoms that I am imparting about the glories of the Latin language!"

As the arriving threesome subsequently moved down one of the three aisles between the desks, stared at by the pupils sitting at them, they could see that the soon-to-be chastised youngster's shorts were around his ankles. Whilst the trio advanced forwards, the Form-master also lowered the tip of the cane to the floor and rested the curved handle against the buttocks that the implement would soon be striking. "I'll proceed a little later," declared the rather handsome teacher, who was a fair-haired blue-eyed 27 year- old former pupil, "but you remain in position, Jones D, for this introduction won't take long."

The visibly trembling youngster reluctantly maintained his demeaning posture. Meanwhile, the Form-master observed the three boys approaching down the aisle.

The man knew the oldest arrival well, both from his own time as Headboy and prefect, when the then 10 year-old had been his allocated menial helper, or 'fag', and from his now two years as a Form-master in this sexual paradise. His tastes in boys encompassed most age ranges, as long as they were pretty and not hirsute. However, his attention was currently attracted to Flashmember's two young companions, who caused an intensification of his erection. This penile phenomenon had originally been created by excitement at his imminent infliction of the cane across his new favourite's backside. However, the adult's excitement was well-hidden under his trousers and the flowing university gown worn by all of the teaching staff.

Young and very pretty Jones D was completely unaware of his status in the Form-master's mind, as it had not yet been consummated. The blonde blue-eyed boy just thought instead that he was just being picked-on unfairly, as there had been others not paying attention in the long and very boring Latin lesson. However, his imminent chastisement was actually the start of the common carefully planned pathway that would inevitably lead to the teacher's bed, as the 10 year-old would eventually prefer to provide sexual services rather than continue to be a target for frequent public humiliation and infliction of pain. Events of the latter kind would still occur, especially as the tastes of most of the adults and prefects included such activities, but usually, as reward for his co-operation, only if he had genuinely been negligent or naughty, at least in the eyes of those with power.

The Form-master had waited patiently for the fortnight since the start of term to strike the beautiful boy, both with implementation of the previously well-practised scheme of seduction and the cane that launched it. The teacher had himself been a victim of the strategy seventeen years previously, and he was now very happy to be able to perpetuate the tradition.

The teacher had waited two weeks to allow the object of his desires to become acquainted with his new environment. He had to ensure that neither the Headmaster nor Housemaster, nor any of the more senior Form-masters, selected the boy as their first choice from the newcomers.

Selection was made according to a strict hierarchical system, with the ancillary staff coming lower down the pecking order. Employees could pick more than one favourite, but only after everyone had made their first choices, with teachers generally restricting themselves to boys within their own Houses for convenience, although transfers could be arranged if they particularly fancied an unclaimed pupil in another.

Chosen boys would become part of the small coterie, selected from previous years, who were regularly required to satisfy their particular overlord's various desires. They would serve until they became too old, or in some other way unattractive, for the men's particular tastes, when they might be passed on to others. Pupils would also often be swapped with other staff for variety and be occasionally supplemented by other non-assigned but nevertheless pretty specimens.

Sodomhall School had happily been a paradise for sadistic pederasts for many years and would continue to do so for much longer, especially as the educational establishment generated many more from the ranks of its alumni. The Form- master was a perfect example of this tendency, as would be Flashmember and his fellow prefects. The latter senior pupils had already been deliberately selected from amongst their peers for positions of authority on account of their now fully developed sexual preferences.

Amongst other privileges, prefects were permitted 'fags', which was a common practice in most English public schools of the era. These poor unfortunates were juniors who were generally required to provide menial services. Their duties usually included such activities as the tidying of the seniors pupils' rooms, making their beds, organisation of their laundry, polishing of their shoes and maintenance of their coal fires. However, at Sodomhall School, the youngster's chores were much more comprehensive.

Flashmember was presently pleased that he had patiently deferred his personal choice of new fag until the belated appearance of Brown and West, despite the temptations provided by the many other very beautiful boys within the latest House intake. In the Headboy's opinion, the latest arrivals were even lovelier.

Flashmember had temporarily satisfied himself instead with a pretty 11 years old, now well-versed in the full range of fagging duties, as he had been the previous Headboy's selection. However, the new most senior pupil preferred even fresher young boys and was an instant admirer of Brown and West.

Flashmember appreciated that adults were bound to appropriate the two latest newcomers, one possibly by the Headmaster himself, as he had recognised the man's lecherous attraction to them. However, such a selection did not necessarily matter too much.

Employee favourites were still allowed to be fags, as long as priority was given to the needs of the staff rather than prefects, including acceptance that taking away the virginity of boys was exclusively the reserve of the adults. Flashmember even hoped that Dr. Strappem would be kind enough to permit him, in return for past and present services, two fags, and that the chosen duo would subsequently meekly acquiesce to including three-in-a-bed within their range of duties.

As Flashmember contemplated his aspirations, the Form-master had given himself over to similar thoughts, especially when his eyes drifted slowly downwards, from the two gorgeous faces of the newcomers to the little bulges at the front of their tight shorts. Nevertheless, as the arriving threesome reached the head of the class, the teacher somehow composed himself, informed the new boys that he was Mr. Younglove and asked them for their own names.

The new boys nervously replied "Brown, Form-master" and "West, Form-master", respectively remembering Flashmember's earlier instruction about how to address staff. "Welcome to form 1b," Younglove responded pleasantly before commanding "Now, turn round so that the rest of the class can see you!" However, the teacher's main underlying motivation for this order was that he wanted to inspect the newcomers' rears.

"Boys," Younglove subsequently commanded of the wider class, as he feasted his eyes on the back of the tight shorts of Tom and Christopher, which nicely highlighted the delectable curvature of their bottoms, "you may tell our new friends what you are called and what House you're from." The 35 young heads concerned then disclosed in practised alphabetical order their own surnames and their affiliation to either Narcissus or Phaeton House.

Both newcomers noticed that there were several Smiths, pairs of Davieses, Mercers and Wrights and another Brown and Jones. These particular boys had also appended their initials to the declaration of their names to avoid confusion.

Meanwhile, Younglove's cock was pressing uncomfortably against the confines of his underwear, as he gazed at the magnificent curves of the newcomer's bottoms, clearly perceived through their tight shorts. The Form-master eventually had to cough to clear his throat, and wipe some sweat from his brow, before continuing the introductions.

"This miscreant is Jones D," Younglove informed Tom and Christopher, who, as a result, turned again to view the relevant pupil, whose own delicious backside was about to be hurt. "After I have beaten him," the Form-master continued, "I shall require him to stand in the corner for the rest of the lesson. He will subsequently stay behind, whilst I test him on what he's learnt. Each wrong answer will be punished by another stroke of the cane. I hope that you new boys will learn from his example when you start in class tomorrow. I look forward to seeing you then but meanwhile the rest of us must press on with the lesson, which currently involves the declension of the Latin word 'puer'!"

Younglove signalled to his former boy favourite, Flashmember, that he and the two newcomers were now to go. The teacher's penis was craving to press-on with the chastisement of Jones D. His desperation stemmed partly from frustration at recognising the likelihood that both Brown and West were bound to be destined for the beds of more senior staff, although he knew that the Phaethon Housemaster, who preferred older pupils, would not yet be one of the candidates.

Younglove was therefore compelled to content himself instead with other pleasurable concepts. The latter thoughts included the imminent chastisement of Jones D and reminiscence of the little group of boys from other years that were presently servicing his needs, plus the forthcoming delights of breaking any resistance that the latest young victim of his cane might have in joining them. The Form-master also contemplated securing opportunities sometime in future to swap some of his current catamite collection at least temporarily for both newcomers.

Once Tom, Christopher and Flashmember had exited the classroom, they heard the unbroken angelic voices of thirty- five 10 year-olds begin to decline the Latin word referred to by Younglove. "Puer, puer, puerum, pueri, puero, puero," were rhythmically chanted before attention was paid to the plurals of "pueri, pueri, pueros, puerorum, pueris, pueris." Simultaneously the trio detected the noise of cane striking flesh, which was very familiar to the Headboy but previously unknown to his now concerned and scared young companions.

This hitting sound was immediately followed by a loud scream and eventually by three more combinations of these two noises, as Tom, Christopher and Flashmember ventured away down the corridor outside the classroom. The Headboy smiled but said nothing when he saw the consternation consequently displayed in the sensuous eyes of the two new boys.

Flashmember now led Tom and Christopher to another large hall, which he called the 'gymnasium'. "This is where you will exercise for an hour every other day except Sundays," declared the Headboy, "and for which activity you'll find some white shorts in your wardrobes to wear."

As Flashmember opened one of the entrance double-doors, Tom and Christopher saw about forty boys, all aged about 14 and dressed only in tight short shorts, engaged in various hectic activities. Some were climbing ropes suspended from the roof, whereas others were ascending and descending wide vertical wooden ladders attached to the walls. Some were jumping in various ways over wooden horses and others were wrestling with each other on mats. Some were simply racing each other around the hall, and there were also alternative activities taking place that the newcomers did not immediately recognise but would later learn to perform.

"I told you that the Headmaster likes the pupils to keep fit," Flashmember reminded Tom and Christopher, "and so on the alternate days when you don't attend the gymnasium, you'll be exercising on the playing fields for a couple of hours, regardless of weather. However, you may be permitted to wear a little more clothing if conditions are very bad."

"There's a bathroom," Flashmember advised, "similar to the one you've already seen, albeit much larger, through a door on the far side of the gymnasium, where boys are required to wash and change after exercise. A similar amenity is provided in an out-building for the outdoor activities. Again alas, there's only cold water and no heating provided in both!"

Flashmember noticed the clear return of the newcomers' consternation with this latest revelation. However, the Headboy just smirked in response and informatively continued "The word 'gymnasium' comes from ancient Greece and sometimes the exercises both in the hall and outside are conducted, for a certain group of elite boys, as they were in the originals."

"What do you mean, Sir?" Tom politely enquired. "You'll find out soon enough!" was the mysterious reply.

"Right, where to now?" Flashmember subsequently asked of himself before providing his own answer with "The Doctor's rooms are nearby but he's conducting a Natural Sciences class for form 3a and, as you two will be busy tonight, he's set aside time for your health checks tomorrow. Instead, we'll go to see the Housemaster, who's with 8b."

"What are we to be busy doing tonight, Sir?" Tom again politely enquired. Christopher also asked "And what does a health check involve, Sir?" However, as they walked along another corridor, the two boys both just received the same mysterious answer as previously, namely "You'll find out soon enough!"

Tom then experienced a shiver when Flashmember added "By the way, Brown T, I understand that the good Doctor is a friend of a friend of your guardian." The boy knew that his uncle hated him, which was presumably the reason for him being despatched to this distant scholastic nightmare for the next nine years, and the loathing had become mutual. The thought that his horrible relative knew someone amongst the staff here deeply concerned him.

Flashmember eventually led Tom and Christopher to yet another door and again the Headboy knocked. A stern voice on the other side then advised "You may come in!"

Flashmember opened the door and Tom and Christopher were subsequently amazed at the sight that was now revealed. Two of the thirty-six 17 years olds within were with their teacher at the front of the class, facing towards the other pupils and completely naked.

The naked 17 year-olds were both very handsome and, with the exception of that on their heads, were completely without hair. They were standing with legs apart and hands behind backs, and also sported full erections. Young innocent Tom and Christopher were stunned, as they had never previously seen such a startling spectacle.

"I've been expecting you, Headboy," announced the Housemaster. Referring to Tom and Christopher, he subsequently suggested "These must be the two newcomers to Phaethon!"

"Bring them forward, Headboy," the Housemaster then instructed, "so that I may say hello to them in the proper manner." Consequently, as when with form 1b, the pair of newcomers were led by Flashmember down one of the aisles between the four rows of desks, whilst being rather intrigued by what was on display next to the teacher in charge of the class. They were also oblivious to the fact that 37 fresh pairs of eyes were feasting on their delicious features, including the clearly humiliated nudes, whose penile hardness intensified as a result.

"We're discussing reproduction in male mammals," declared the Housemaster to the arriving trio, "and I have volunteered these two miscreants, who decided to talk in class without permission, to provide specimens of semen, which of course is essential to the process. The new boys here can help with the experiment. What are your names?"

Tom and Christopher, with no understanding of what the Housemaster meant about reproduction or semen, replied sheepishly but in the correct manner. "Welcome Brown T and West," the teacher responded, whilst carefully appraising the physiques of the newcomers and deciding that they would make splendid additions to his own little boy harem in a few years, as they were currently a little young for his particular tastes.

"Well, Brown T," the Housemaster next instructed, "you take the youth on the left and West the one on the right. I presume that you both know what a penis is?" The two 10 year-olds replied wordlessly by instantly blushing, whilst the rest of the class, except the pair of nudes, audibly chortled, knowing that, in these circumstances, their teacher, who was clearly intent on shaming his two favourites for some reason, would allow such a demonstration of personal amusement.

The Housemaster, noticing the abashment of Tom and Christopher, answered his own question for the embarrassed pair by suggesting "Of course you do. However, you probably won't know what semen is. Well, you're both going to produce some now!"

The Housemaster then gave Tom and Christopher a small bowl each. The teacher next instructed "Hold these at the front of the miscreants' penises with one hand and, whilst standing at their sides so everyone can see, use the other to stroke their rigid members up and down between your thumb and forefinger."

Despite their abashment, fear of the consequences of displaying reluctance quickly spurred Tom and Christopher to comply with the Housemaster's strange instructions. The teacher subsequently simultaneously commented to the pair of newcomers, in relation to cocks that were 7 years older than theirs, "Notice how hard, throbbing and verging on the vertical these particular penises are. This is because the boys are sexually aroused. In nature, this usually happens when the male is in the vicinity of a female. I'm therefore unsure why this has happened to these particular masculine human specimens."

Local giggling increased in volume with this remark from the Housemaster, who next commanded of Tom and Christopher, whilst seemingly interested only in the science of the activity, "Carry on with your action until the resultant outburst of product, which I want you to collect in your bowls, finally stops. It shouldn't take long to show you what semen is or how it can be harvested!"

The Housemaster was proved right in his assumption because the already shamefully excited older pupils soon orgasmed, as a result of the manual attentions of two beautiful 10 year-olds. They then spurted copious amounts of white fluid, mainly into the waiting bowls, which Tom and Christopher had to manoeuvre carefully in order to prevent the bulk of the spraying ejaculate from falling to the wooden floorboards below.

Tom and Christopher were initially shocked at the result of their manual ministrations to the cocks of the two older boys, as they had originally innocently thought that penises were only used for urinating, although they had wondered why, in certain circumstances, their own had occasionally recently become tingly and hard. Meanwhile, the rest of the pupils in the form, including Flashmember, just laughed merrily.

"Thank you, Brown T and West," the Housemaster subsequently said, before requesting Flashmember to "Look after the lovelies, Headboy, as I'm sure that they will both be of service to me again in future!" Tom and Christopher again experienced discomfort at the use of the same word to describe them as previously utilised by Dr. Strappem. However, they remained oblivious for now as to the wider implications behind the full phraseology in the teacher's sentence, although the older pupils present fully appreciated them and consequently, with the exception of the now post-orgasmic nudes, tittered.

Flashmember also knew that the Housemaster's sentence additionally meant that he, Tom and Christopher were being dismissed. The Headboy therefore departed with the two newcomers, who had handed their bowls of semen over to the Housemaster.

"Now, let us see how long it takes for these particular examples of masculinity to re-perform their reproductive duties," were the final words heard from the Housemaster, as the trio left the classroom. Flashmember had already asked the teacher the time before departing and, after glancing at his pocket-watch, the man had replied "Forty-five minutes after four."

"There's time for a quick look at the quadrangle before returning you to your dormitory," Flashmember next announced to Tom and Christopher, "to where your Form-master has kindly agreed to release his class early so that you can acquaint yourselves with your new room-mates for an hour before evening meal."

Another walk along a mystifying myriad of corridors and stairwells subsequently brought Tom and Christopher to the aforementioned quadrangle, which was a large courtyard at the centre of the main building. The area was mainly grassed but had a path running around the perimeter and another two running cross-like across the middle. However, the objects located at the centre most intrigued, as well as perplexed and worried, the two new boys.

Situated in the centre of the quadrangle were four sets of adjustable stocks. Flashmember now relished the explanation of the presence of this sinister furniture.

"You will have observed," Flashmember advised Tom and Christopher, "the chastisement that your Form-master and Housemaster were rightfully giving to those who had been naughty. Well, punishments for misbehaviour can take many forms within the school, depending on the mood of the staff or prefects, who first become aware of such misconduct, and the seriousness of offences."

"Chastisement can be private or public," Flashmember continued, "and the severity variable. Someone who is placed in these stocks has usually been very bad and their deserved castigation can be observed by most of the inhabitants of the school from the windows of the many dormitories and staff-rooms above. Meanwhile, many of those housed in other quarters often instead invade the quadrangle for a close-up view"

"Now, I'll appraise you of two facts before I take you back to your dormitory," Flashmember then advised the suddenly appalled and fearful Tom and Christopher. "Firstly, your dormleader," the Headboy announced, "likes obedience from his peers. So be prepared! Secondly, it has been the custom of this school for many years that new boys are formally initiated, which is a tradition that the Headmaster encourages!"

"The ritual," Flashmember informed, "is in two parts. In the first, new boys race around the perimeter of this quad, with most of the school watching, and the one who runs last is placed in one of the stocks for the caning of his bottom. He receives the same number of strokes as the years he has lived, with the Headboy given the honour of inflicting the blows. You pair of latecomers missed the initiation of the sixty-two 10 year-old pupils, who joined us two weeks ago, so you'll just have to compete against each other to avoid this humiliation!"

Tom and Christopher were not only crestfallen but also speechless on hearing of this requirement. Their mental anguish was subsequently exacerbated on being appraised about the nature of the second part of their impending initiation.

The smirking Flashmember continued "Second, you have to spend your initial night here, namely tonight until dawn, in the nearby woods!" The unhappiness of Tom and Christopher was then further substantially increased by the Headboy's next disturbing statement.

"It is also required," Flashmember happily concluded, "that, throughout both parts of the initiation process, initiates remain naked!"

(To be continued in chapter 4 - 'Initiations')