I went to an all-boys boarding school until my Leaving Cert. in the early 80s. No internet, although we did learn BASIC. The best I did was to write a programme for Poker! Anyway, anything we could do to increase our knowledge about sex was always ok, and various porn mags, playing cards and books circulated indefinitely with well thumbed and well stained pages!
I was 15yrs old and in my fourth year, I was a prefect over first and second years in the largest dormitory in the school with three other seniors. The beds were in old fashioned rows, one prefect for each row of 10, and we had to make sure that no one went missing, had some level of hygeine, and kept their area clean etc.
Like everyone else, I fumbled around with my erections every morning, but unlike many, didnt do anything about it, as I didnt know any better, to be honest.
Until one day, one of the other prefects asked me if I wanted to hang out with him up in the dorm. We were always looking for an excuse to get into the dorms outside of nighttime, so we got the key from the priest in charge, telling him some tale of immediate necessity, and headed up to the dorm. When we got up there, we locked the door behind us so no one could come in without permission. Now that we were relaxed, Andy(changed) lay on his bed and started dry humping the mattress, imagining he was making out with Bo Derek (or whoever was his fancy at the time). I was just lying on the next bed killing time, when Andy tackled me on the bed and, in a light-hearted way asked that I let him hump me like I was a woman. What the hell, as we had our clothes on, nothing much could happen so I turned and lay on my belly and he lay on top of me. As he started grinding on top of me, I could feel his hard cock ride the groove of my ass cheeks. He was talking dirty into my ear, imagining her juices and his hot cock filling her sex. As he was working away, his hands came around under me and he could feel my stiffening cock also. I couldn't help but continue to get very aroused myself, and as his breath quickened, his thrusts became more forceful, until he came. I felt the spasms of his cock through our clothes against my cheeks, and his hot breath against my ear, and felt my own pains of contraction begin. As his hands massaged my cock through my pants, I thought I was going to pee, but it seemed to hurt, so I asked him to get off me. I was a little scared so I didnt let it go any further. Andy explained that I was going to shoot spunk, and that he would love to make that happen. He thanked me, and asked if we could do something like that again, which I had no difficulty with and later that week, with Andys help, I had my first handjob leading to my first orgasm in a basement storage room, which I will post another time.
Looking back, we probably had a daily learning experience for the next three years of senior school, and I enjoyed every one of those encounters. Thanks Andy.