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- Herausgeber: Robbie Webb
- Kategorie: Erotik
- Sprache: Englisch
- Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2017
It's the last day at college and six 18-year-old boys have fun with Sir in class, fun involving a tape measure. All characters and terms including 'boy' 'lad' and 'girl' refer to people age 18 and over. This book contains explicit sexual material and is for adults only.
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WHO IS THE BIGGEST BOY(18) IN CLASS?
Robbie Webb
© 2014 Robbie Webb
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Adapted from a story from the book WOT I GOT UP TO WIV PEOPLE I SHOULDN’T HAVE BIN WIV
All characters and terms including ‘boy’ ‘lad’ and ‘girl’ refer to people age 18 and over.
It was the last day at college before they broke up for summer. Sir did what he did every year. He picked half a dozen boys out, got them on their own during the day and whispered in their ear.
“Come back to the class after college and we’ll have a little drink.”
He only wanted boys. He didn’t want any of the girls to come back. Just boys. He chose six of his favourite boys and they all turned up after college hours, all of them proper fit 18-year-old boys.
Mr Ward was brilliant. They all loved him, the students. The girls loved him as he was mega fit. The girls loved flirting with him even though they knew he was gay. The boys loved him because he was just a brilliant teacher.
His six chosen boys got together in the yard after lesson.
“Do you think they’re true?” asked Scott McDonald. “The rumours?”
“We’ll soon find out, won’t we,” said Johnny Dyson.
They’d heard these rumours about Sir and what he got up to with boys on the last day of term. They’d heard the rumours from boys who had been taught by Mr Ward, lads from a year above them. And now Scott McDonald and his five classmates were going to find out if the rumours were true.
The six boys stayed behind after college. They were proper made up when Sir got the cans of lager out. He gave them all a can, then went to sit down at his desk.
They all opened their cans.
Sir raised his can in the air.
“Cheers, lads!”
“Cheers, Sir!”
The boys wanted to know if the rumours were true.
Scott MacDonald put his hand in the air.
“Sir?”
“Yes, Scott?”
“Sir, is it true that…?”
He came over all embarrassed. He couldn’t say it.
Sir waited.
“Speak up, Scott.”
“Sir, is it true that you like to get a bit rude on the last day of term?”
The other boys laughed.
Sir put his can of lager down.
“What do you mean, Scott?”
“Dunno, Sir. Like…I’ve heard these rumours from other boys in college.”
“Rumours? What sort of rumours?”
Johnny Dyson put his hand up.
“Sir!”
“Yes, Johnny?”
“Sir, I’ve heard rumours as well, Sir.”
Scott put his hand up again.
“Yes, Scott?”
“Sir, I heard that you like to have a bit of cock fun with the boys.”
The boys exploded with laughter.
Sir just sat there and waited for the laughter to die down. He took a long swig of his lager.
“Well, it all depends on whether the boys are game,” he said.
Sean Greene said, “I’m not gay, Sir!”
“I said game, not gay.”
Sean Greene went red.
Sir waited.
Nobody said anything. The boys just sipped their lager in silence, although Sir could sense that maybe they were thinking about it, his boys, having a bit of fun with him. Or maybe Sir was just being a bit too optimistic. The boys last year hadn’t needed much encouragement once they’d downed a couple of cans. They were all up for it last year. And the year before that. But Sir wasn’t too sure about this lot. He was a good judge of character was Mr Ward. He’d picked out the six boys he thought most likely would be prepared to have a bit of fun. All the boys in class this year were well fit and they were all nice boys. But Sir wasn’t sure if they would be up for it.
Kenny Slater put his hand in the air.
“Sir!”
“Yes, Kenny?”
“Sir, surely it’s the same.”
“What’s the same?”
“Game and gay.”
“What do you mean?”
“Well, if we’re game for a bit of…you know…”
“Cock fun?”
“Yeah. If we’re game for a bit of cock fun with you then that means we’re gay.”
“Not necessarily. It’s just a bit of fun, that’s all. I don’t know if any of you boys have ever experimented with other boys? Mutual masturbation, that sort of thing.”
Some of the boys were going red.
“But if you have,” continued Sir, “then that doesn’t necessarily mean you are gay. It’s perfectly normal for boys to…experiment. This may come as a bit of a shock to some of you but when I was your age I experimented with girls.”
“Not as good as boys though, eh, Sir?” Lee Williams said playfully.
Sir raised his can.
“Anyway, boys, here’s to the end of term and long summer days.”
