Hugo by moonlight

I went to a all-boys boarding school, and was a very shy fourteen year old. We slept in long rooms at night separated by partitions and with a curtain across the front. There was a good deal of traffic up and down the dorm at might by scantily clad lads. One moonlit night I was lying in bed nursing my throbbing cock. I had just come back from the toilets through the bathroom. This had four open baths in it, and the senior boys of seventeen or eighteen were lying in the baths. I used to love to look at their swollen cocks (only from the hot water of course) and hairy legs and chests, and see them touching themselves. When they got out to dry off, I would watch through the glass in the door at them as their dicks swung invitingly in the breeze. Across the way from me was a boy I had wanked with once or twice. He had initiated me into the delights of wanking together with another friend. We had studies in school below the dormitories, and these high-ceilinged rooms allowed you to construct wooden platforms at the height of the door, thus increasing the living space (and incidentally giving you a great area for sexual games with your fellow pupils. There was one memorable three-way suck off I had, but that’s another story). We had been sitting on the platform one day backs to the side wall, and legs straight out. Hugo and Chris his friend were telling me about the sex they had had at prep school, and about some of the men who had initiated them into boy sex. My dick was nearly bursting out of my white briefs when I became aware of Hugo’s stockinged foot gently pushing at my crotch. He met rock-hard resistance, so he pushed a bit harder. And I thought I would come at once ­ the whole thing was so forbidden and erotic. I put my foot up against his lovely slim legs and reached with my toes into his crotch. Hardness. Bliss! Then I noticed that Chris, shorter and stockier, was unzipping his fly, and before I knew it, his fine five inches was poking out. He was uncut (we almost all were) and the pre-cum glistened on the end of his stiffening dick. ‘Would you like to?’, said Hugo. ‘Yes’. Chris by now was wriggling out of his trousers and pants, exposing hairy thighs and hanging balls. Hugo leant forward, and unzipped me, and reached a practiced hand into my trousers. Pulling out my cock he started to stroke me. Chris by now was wanking well, and looking gorgeous. I could feel the cum building up and pulled Hugo off (though all I wanted him to do was carry on. ‘Shouldn’t we lock the door?’ Hugo, jumped down and turned the nail ­ enough to stop anyone lifting the latch on the doors and coming in. When he got back up his trousers had gone and I could see the damp patch on his pants, with his cock lying up against his belly. I leaned forward now, and pulled the waistband forward. There lay my treasure. Long and slim. Uncut again. And beads of pre-cum forming as I looked. I reached in and began to feel. Hugo groaned and lay back. lifting up his shirt to reveal his hairless and smooth belly. Chris was naked now, and ran his hands up and down Hugo’s thighs and lifted his heavy balls. I carried on wanking him. His foreskin was tight and I couldn’t roll it right back as Chris and I could, but it didn’t seem to matter ­ it was a tower of slim solid marble and very beautiful. Hugo stiffened, and then the cum oozed out over my hand and onto his belly. Chris, wanking himself, came almost at the same time, squirting over Hugo’s thigh. I didn’t know what to do, when Chris, lifting his hand, licked the hot drops of cum off his own hand, and dipped into Hugo’s spend to get some more. I was shocked and fascinated, so gingerly brought my own sticky knuckle up to my mouth. Salty, viscous and tasty I gobbled it down. My dick was still hard. ‘Lie back’, they said. Down came my trousers, up went my shirt, and Hugo and Chris fondled and caressed me. Hugo concentrated on my dick, and in a very short time I could feel powerful tightening tipping me over the edge. I was shooting way up over my head, and on to the study wall, as I gave way to the most body-shaking orgasm I had had in my young life. That night, Hugo, who slept across the way from me, saw me get back into bed. No doubt he also saw the tent in my pajama bottoms as I made my way back from ogling the older boys and their big pricks and hairy arses. Hugo started to undress. The moonlight was shining behind him. First his tie, then this shirt, shoes, socks ­ all a big striptease for me. And he knew it. Then slowly, slowly, incredibly slowly he undid his trousers and they fell. I could see now his erection pushing at the front of his pants. He turned away from me, and tugged them slowly down over his hairy butt. There was a lovely tan line, that told he had been wearing only very skimpy Speedos that summer. My dick twitched in anticipation. There he stood, naked and beautiful, and slowly he turned in profile. His dick stood straight up , almost against his belly. I could wait no more. I slipped from my bed and silently crossed the room. All around was quiet with only the sound of other boys sleeping (or wanking). I reached him in four steps. I slipped my hand against his shaft, stroking it upwards from the balls. He shuddered. Then he reached into my pyjama bottoms and felt all round my arse, while pulling my stiff prick up against his. My turn to shake. I was flowing with pre-cum now, and longing for more. Hugo sat down very quietly on his bed, and reached his hands up my chest, caressing my young nipples. Leaning forward he took my cock into his mouth, slowly, gently, and then with more urgency. He licked and sucked and slid forwards and backwards. My foreskin rolled back and he flicked his tongue round my glans. I had never imagined anything could feel so good. Involuntarily I put my hands on his head and pulled him onto me. I was not far off and I thought I should warn him, so I pushed a little on his head. He pulled off, rather reluctantly I thought and looked up. ‘I’m nearly coming,’ I whispered. ‘Then come’, he said and slid his mouth straight on to my throbbing dick head. Five more strokes and that was it. My legs were buckling with the pleasure as I shot five, six, seven times. Hugo swallowed and swallowed, but a bit leaked out of the left corner of his mouth. He grinned. ‘My turn.’ I sat down. His cock waved in front of me and I thought I would die from the delight. I leant forward and stuck my tongue out. The pre-cum was salty, and I could wait not more. In it went. Longer than mine I judged. And with the foreskin that wouldn’t roll back, but I teased and toyed with it just the same. Hugo swayed from side to side and then suddenly, my mouth was full of cum and I was swallowing. I wanked him as I licked until all of it had come. Then we got up and squeezed each others cocks, hugged and went back to our respective beds. Silence reigned around the dorm.