I woke up next morning full of the joys of spring, even though it was midsummer. It was broad daylight but still early and I turned my head to see Kit still asleep next to me. I raised myself and turned to him, leaning on my elbow and bent over and kissed him on the lips.
He subconsciously responded before he opened his eyes and then smiled when I broke off the kiss.
`Good morning,' I said to him as I rubbed my hand up and down on his chest.
`And a good morning to you too,' he replied. I moved down a bit so that I could lay my head on his chest and his arm came up round my shoulder as I lay there, listening to his heart beat, my hand now wandering further down his body. It encountered his morning erection, up hard and lying on his stomach. I grasped it and began to slowly rub it. This is what I loved as well as the man that it belonged to.
Then it hit me. Love? I hardly knew the man! Carnally yes, but other than that I didn't know a thing about him. I'd only been at the college a week and here I was, stroking another man's prick and telling myself that I was in love with him. I must be mad, I thought. I've only known two women in my life so far and then in the space of a week, I have sex with a man, a stranger really and fall in love with him. And with what you've got in your hand a small voice in my head said.
True, I said. I love the soft silky skin that I'm moving on the hard piece of flesh beneath. I love the power and strength that's in that muscle never having equated that my own must be the same. It was nice to hold, to suck and to have it up inside me. I could feel its heat and the throbbing and I gave out a groan for I really did want it and I loved the man that had it and I moved my head down from his chest and onto his stomach and took the head of his cock into my mouth.
I wanted to suck, bite and chew him till he came in my mouth and at the same time, do it to me. I wiggled about so that my body was now upside down to his and knew that my own throbbing organ was only inches away from his mouth, for I wanted the release that I wanted him to have. His body moved and my heart gave a jump as he laid on his side and took me into his mouth and took me to heaven.
I came and so did he and now, it wasn't sperm in my mouth but ambrosia, the nectar of the Gods and I rolled it round in my mouth, savouring the bitter sweet taste of him before swallowing it. I kept on sucking at the fiery head, squeezing his shaft to get the last drops out as I licked him clean at the same time.
A few minutes later, I let go of him and moved back round to face him and leaned over and kissed him again.
`I love you Kit Carson,' I said between kisses.
I love you too Colin. I also love your doctor's bedside manner. You're a real tonic for me.' He was half laughing and I had to laugh with him as he gave me a big hug. Now let's go for our swim before breakfast,' he said.
We went out of the tent and ran and jumped straight into the pool and got a shock, for it was bloody cold. The river had been running through it all night and it felt really icy. It was very refreshing but too cold to stay in too long and so we were soon out and towelling ourselves down to get warm before getting dressed. When we were ready, I had to wait for him to replace the boards of the weir at both ends of the pool to stop the river flowing through.
I hope it warms up by the afternoon,' he said when he rejoined me. It made my cock shrivel up and we can't have that happening can we?' he asked as he took my arm through his for us to walk back through the woods to the college.
`I can always warm it up for you,' I replied as I opened my mouth wide to emphasis just how. He laughed and hugged my arm, though he let go when we came out of the woods for it wouldn't look right to be seen walking across the playing fields arm in arm.
We went up to our rooms first to brush our teeth and use the toilet before going down to the hall for breakfast and I was surprised to see the Dean there. Good mornings were said and he asked me to visit his study after the meal with my notes for the forth coming year's tuition.
I duly presented myself to his study and after his enquiries as to how was I settling in etc, we got down to my programme, basing it on what Professor Hughes had reached in respect of the various years of the students. I'd had to prepare a seven year program to cater to boys from eleven years old up till they would be seventeen. I was pleased to be told that my published book was on the students list for them to be supplied with for this coming year, and for the years to follow for those who hadn't reached their seventh year. This meant that that was another three hundred odd books that I would be receiving my royalties from with an additional thirty two every year unless they were passed on to a new incoming student.
The programs I had set out were based on the politics and effects that led up to the most important aspects of our British history. For the first years, it was from William the Conqueror up to Richard the Lionheart and the Crusades. Second year was from Edward the First and his troubles with Scotland up on to the Peasants Revolt in 1381.
Third year was Henry the Eight and the machinations against the Roman Catholics, through Elizabeth and on to Charles the First leading up to the Civil War. Fourth year concentrated on what led up to the War of American Independence and also the French Revolution.
Fifth years were to be taught about the Battle of Trafalgar and on to Napoleon with the climax of the Battle of Waterloo. For the sixth years, it was on the industrial revolution during the reign of Queen Victoria and on through to the First World War. The final year for those who would be going onto university after leaving us, I concentrated on the Second World War and up until the present day.
It may seem that all I was interested in was wars and battles but this was really only the result of the political shenanigans that preceded them that I was dealing with.
Overall, the Dean was impressed and wished me luck for the coming year. I then asked his permission to assist Carson in his efforts to help the boys with field craft at the weekends. This he granted as it would mean that ten boys could attend if they so wished, which led him onto saying that he would visit the camp site that afternoon.
It was now lunch time and we went down to the hall where I sat with Kit as usual and told him of the expected visit of the Dean.
I don't think it wise to let him see the boys naked, swimming in the pool,' I said to him. He might get the wrong idea.'
Good thinking Batman,' he said through a mouthful of food. I'll make sure that the boys bring some trunks down.' This Kit did after the meal and I hung around the cloisters to escort the Dean down to the pool.
It looked good with the two boys swinging out on the rope over the pool under Kit's supervision and the Dean was delighted at what Kit had done in this respect and gave his whole hearted approval of the project when Kit explained all that we would be teaching the boys whilst they camped out over the weekend. The boys would be excused the usual Sunday morning church service but they would have to be back to attend the evening service before supper.
Kit was happy that the Dean agreed to my helping out and said that we should celebrate by going out into the town for a drink after supper. This would be my first look at the town and so I looked forward to it, but all we did was go into the first pub and down several pints of beer each. He told me that only the seventh year students were allowed out into town after supper but still had to be back in college before lights out. The other years were allowed out over the weekend but not after supper. Of course, all were forbidden to enter any pubs but what with supermarkets selling beer and spirits, this rule seemed superfluous.
Three pints was enough for me and Kit saw that I was struggling to finish my last one when he suggested we went back to the college. This I agreed to and put my unfinished pint down gratefully and got up and went with him out into the fresh air. This revived me somewhat and went along willing with him knowing, well, hoping really, that we would have sex again together.
It's dark already,' he said as we walked the short distance to Gresham Lane and the college's entrance. It's too dark to go to the woods tonight, so I guess it'll have to be our rooms.'
Rooms, he said my mind shouted at me. Plural! I didn't know what to say as we went into our house and along the corridor to our rooms. He opened the door to the sitting room and went straight over to the windows and opened them.
`Phew. It's hot in here. Have you got any condoms in your room?' He asked out of the blue.
`N...no,' I stuttered, thankful that he'd asked the question.
`Never mind. I've got some in my room. Shall we?' he asked me with a smile and held out his hand.
`Oh yes,' I breathed out, giving him a smile back and took his hand and let him lead me into his room where he closed the door behind us and opened the window.
God it's hot in here too,' he said. Let's get these bloody clothes off and get comfortable.' He began to get undressed and I quickly followed suit till we were both naked. I'm sure we both had thoughts of sex on our minds for we were both sporting big erections that stood up proud as peacocks, the emphasis being on the last part of the word.
`I think we both want the same thing,' he said with a smile as he opened his arms and I moved straight in between them for him to put them around my upper torso as I then held him round the waist as our bodies came together. Our cocks clashed and became glued between us as we kissed. Tongues vying with each other as we sought to catch the other to suck as our open mouths met.
Oh God, I want this cock I can feel, I said to myself as I moved my hips against him causing our two erections to move between us.
I love you Kit,' I said with an air of breathlessness as we paused in our kissing. Make love to me now, please.' I was begging and didn't feel the slightest of shame by asking to be fucked by this man.
`You took the words right out of my mouth, but I'll see to you first then,' he said as he broke away and went to the bedside cabinet drawer and got out two condoms, giving one to me. I quickly tore the wrapper off and knelt down in front of him and took the head of his cock into my mouth first for a few sucks and would have liked to continue, but I wanted it up inside me and so I let him go and quickly rolled the rubber down over his hard length of flesh.
I got onto his bed and stayed kneeling, giving him room to get on as well behind me. I felt the corner of the bed sag a little as he got on and felt his hand come onto my hip. I was already drooling at what was about to happen for the second time and said a quick prayer, for what we are about to receive etc.
Then I felt his cock nuzzle my back passage and I forced myself to relax and then came that bit of pain as he stretched my ring to accommodate the head of his cock and then he was in and I felt it all slide in and his thighs touched my bum as his other hand came onto my hip.
I now felt complete with his cock up my bum and was now to be taken back to heaven as he started to move his hips and feel his penis begin to ream my insides. I could feel every grainy vein that ran down under that skin as he slid back and forth, almost pulling out at times, stretching me that little bit which I loved. Both of his hands were on my hips as he rode me and I was loving every minute of him doing so. His balls smacking against my bum made their own noise while mine swung silently to his movement. Both lots of sperm being agitated though his were having the greater stimulus and soon made known their willingness to be released and so he gripped my hips tighter and began to pull me back onto him as he moved faster.
The film of Ben Hur came to my mind of the war galley being forced through the water to the beat of the drum, driving the men to put their backs into the heaving of the oars. Ramming speed was called for and that's what Kit was now doing, ramming himself into me as he came to the point of no return and he held me tight as just his hips moved and I felt the head of his cock swell that bit more as his seed erupted into the condom up my backside.
He gave out a groan as he pumped into me and I felt him sag over my back and felt droplets of sweat fall onto it.
`God, I love doing this to you Colin,' he said, still hard up inside me though not moving now, but his cock was still twitching away as the last of his coming was pushed out.
And I love you doing it,' I gasped, though I wish it would last longer.' I felt him begin to move and I cried out. Not yet! Stay there a bit longer,' I begged as I eased myself down onto the bed, squeezing my muscle to hold him there until I was flat on the bed with him on top of me. This is nice,' I got out, my voice slightly muffled from the pillow.
It sure is,' he replied, giving me a kiss on the neck. God, I didn't know what I was missing till I met you,' he breathed into my ear.
`Well I didn't know that sex like this could be so good,' I said and then gave out a groan as he pulled out of me, enlarging my hole again as the head of his cock left me. My own cock was now throbbing like mad as I heard him go off to the wash basin to dispose of the condom. I rolled over onto my back with an inordinate feeling of pleasure at just being fucked by him and gave him a smile as he came back into view and held up my arms for him to come into for a kiss of gratitude that I felt he deserved.
`Your turn now,' he said after that kiss, getting onto the bed with another condom ready in his hand. This he rolled onto my erection and then moved away and went up onto his knees. I wondered if I still had the strength to see to him as I already felt quite exhausted at his fucking of me, but I managed.
I got up behind him and looked at those lovely cheeks of his that I was going to get in between and didn't take long in doing so. He grunted as I pushed myself into his tight orifice and took my turn as he said, of fucking him, and loved every minute of doing so.
I cried out as I came inside him, holding him tight up to my thighs as I bucked inside him, coming in great gouts of semen, and it was my turn to let the sweat drop down onto his bare back.
`I don't think I could ever appreciate a woman now after having you Kit,' I said in gasps as I bent over his back.
`A woman can't do this, that's for sure,' he said in the same way, taking in great gulps of air. I pulled out of him and he gave out a little cry at the sudden vacancy of his backside, and I struggled off the bed and with wobbly legs, went to the wash basin and used some tissues to pull off the condom and drop it into the bin that he had used for his.
Come here lover,' he said with his arms open as I walked back to the bed. I did, and went into them and got a multitude of kisses as he rolled me over so that I was on my back as he gave me some very deep, passionate kisses. God, I don't know how many times I've said this to myself, but I love you and I want to fuck you every night and have you do the same to me.'
`The feeling's mutual,' I replied, accepting his kisses and loved the weight of him lying half across my body, and that's how we slept that night in his bed. Arms and legs entwined, sweaty and breathless but happy and contented in each other's arms.
We were woken up by the banging of both bedroom doors to a shout that tea was up and we looked at each other and grinned at my bedroom door being knocked upon too.
`What would the good doctor prescribe for this?' he asked as he pulled my hand down to his hard morning erection.
The same that mine requires,' I said, pulling his hand down to mine. A good bit of mouth resuscitation.' He gave me a grin and quickly turned himself round on the bed and presented me with his rampant cock inches from my nose. It was big and hard and I could see it throb quite clearly as I licked my lips before opening them and taking the head of his cock into my mouth. I felt him do the same to me and so we sucked, tongued and jerked each other off until we came at almost the same time, flooding each other's mouth with our sperm, to savour before swallowing and then licking the other cock head clean.
`That's as good as breakfast,' he said when we'd finished, and I moved off the bed and gave him a kiss and went off to my own bedroom to get my robe, grabbing a cup of tea on my way through the sitting room. I felt as happy as a lark, singing in the shower down the hall, thinking at how lucky I was to come to this college and share a sitting room with Kit. Don't forget his bed too a little voice in my head said. That too I said to myself with a nodding of my head and shook the head of my dick saying that he liked Kit as well.
You like him as well, I said to my backside as I washed it. You like his cock stuck up inside and moving about as he fucks you. I began to get another erection at the very thought of him being up inside me again and so I leaned back against the wall and masturbated to come all up the wall and watched it slowly get washed away from the shower spray.
You even like it when he kisses you, I said to the mirror as I dried myself, especially when he's lying half on top you, to which I agreed as I smiled to myself at the thought. I still had that smile when I went back to my bedroom and then out into our sitting room, dressed ready to go to breakfast.
`You look happy,' Kit said as I entered.
I am,' I said as I went over and kissed him. I'm in love.'
Then so am I,' he replied, returning my kiss, for I'm in love with you.' With that, we went off to eat. When we went to sit down I gave out a groan and he looked at me in alarm.
`What's the matter?' he asked anxiously.
That,' I said pointing to a big parcel by my seat along with my papers and delivered letters. My manuscript.' I explained that about a month earlier I had sent it off to my agent for correcting as it was my new book, The Political History of France. I had intended whilst at the college to start my research for a book on the United States of America, but with now having Kit for a lover, he came first. Apart from the manuscript to check, I still had The Times, the American magazine Time and my copies of Hansard to read, to keep me up with the world's political events.
So what was left of the holidays before the term started, I spent all day reading and only going with Kit after supper to swim and then make love in the tent, for we would have to stay in our rooms when the students were at the school. For he told me that the housemaster wakes them up in the mornings but we had to take it in turns to do a check of the rooms to make sure that they obeyed the lights out rule.