“Wow that sounds pretty heavy” I said “Whatever went wrong”. Tony said “Oh you don’t want to know, it’s a long story and it would embarrass me to tell it”. “Now you really have me intrigued” I said “Go on; spill the beans. Don’t worry how long it takes, with this rain we’re not going anywhere and I’m sure you’ll cope with the embarrassment”. “Well” said Tony “It involves sex, a priest, me and 6 other choir boys and I think I’m probably gay. Are you sure that you still want me to carry on”? “That’s interesting” I said “You said THINK and PROBABLY, that means that you’re not sure. Well, if it helps, I can tell you that I’m bi-sexual so you’re on a level playing field and I definitely want to know what happened”.
“Shortly after I started to grow hair on my body” Tony said “I was observed in the showers in the school gym and word quickly got around that I was growing red pubes and everyone wanted to see. Then on a school coach trip, due to some mix up, there was no teacher on our coach on the way home. Several hefty lads pinned me down on the back seat, stripped me and invited everyone to come and take a peep. When that was over one of them decided that it was an appropriate time to find out how big I was so he played with my genitals until I got a boner. Even though I was having difficulty breathing with two guys sitting on me I still enjoyed the sensations which his hand stirred up. That was my introduction to gay sex and I often fantasised about that incident even though I never found out who it was that played with me”.
While Tony had been talking I’d heated some water and made coffee. He took a drink and continued. “I’d not had much contact with girls, being at a boy’s school and singing in a boy’s choir, so it was quite a shock when I accidently came across a girl urinating by the side of a woodland foot path when I was taking a short cut through a patch of tall bracken. As soon as I saw what was happening I crouched down to stay out of site and had a clear view through the lower part of the bracken where the foliage is not very thick. She was crouching, facing me with her legs wide apart and so I got my first ever close up view of a girl’s pussy. The effect on me was electric; in 2 seconds my dick had acquired the consistency of an iron bar and I was forced to release my trousers to accommodate it. The end of my dick was wet and slippery and this surprised me; I had been able to ejaculate for about 2 years but had not seen pre-cum before. As the girl got up and left I started stroking my dick which felt unusually sensitive. The pre-cum which had spread over the head further enhanced the feeling and after checking to see that there was no one about I started to jack off. The feeling was quite intense and I did it slowly to make it last as long as possible. Even so, in less than a minute my pace increased to a frenzy and as I shot my cum over the bracken I think I shouted something but I’ve no idea what. I cleaned up rubbing my fingers in the bracken and then went home.
I now had a new interest in girls and something new to fantasise over but I still had no access to females of my age. One way I discovered I could find out about girls was by chatting to some of the older boys in the choir. One guy named Bryan was particularly forth coming as he was always bragging about his exploits. I found later that he often entertained some of the younger lads with his stories after choir practice and left them to go home nursing boners. He told me quite a lot about girls but I also found that he’d done things with boys as well. On a couple of occasions he touched me up before I left him and I had to rush home to have a quick wank. One evening my best friend, Peter, who was at least as horny as me told me that he’d heard a rumour that something interesting was about to happen. A couple of lads have persuaded Bryan to give them a demonstration; He’s going to show them his big dick and show them how much jizz he can squirt. Pete and I decided to gate crash and, as we expected, there were a couple of other guys there who had also heard the rumour. Bryan’s favourite place for meeting was just inside the woodland which bordered the church yard so Pete and I made our way there and hid.
We saw two other boys who were hiding behind trees and eventually Bryan and two young lads turned up. They chatted for a while then Bryan proudly dropped his trousers to display his genitals and after giving his dick a few rubs to get it to its full size he let the lads examine it. They were quite impressed but it wasn’t as big as I was anticipating after all the bragging I’d heard. Then came the second part and for this Bryan told the lads that they had to help by taking it in turns to wank him. Pete caught his breath and asked me why he would want them to do that. From that I deduced that Pete had never had anyone else touch his dick and I explained about the lovely feeling I had experienced on the coach. As we watched Bryan and the two lads my dick grew hard and I was holding on to it, then I realised that Pete was by my side wanking himself. Then he turned to me and asked if we could try mutual masturbation and with the mood I was in I agreed instantly. I felt Pete’s dick stiffen as soon as I touched it and he started to moan. In next to no time he was cumming in my hand but he still carried on wanking me. After a while he told me that there was a guy in the bushes behind us and that he was jacking off. Then we heard Bryan telling one lad to wank him faster and the other lad to stand aside. There were some moans and grunts from Bryan and a “wow” from the young lads. Then the leaves on the bush behind us started to dance as the bush was shaking and more moans and grunts were heard. It seemed that the only person who hadn’t cum was me, but Pete carried on doing his best to change that. Then the guy emerged from the bush behind us and Pete froze, bloody hell he said, it’s the priest.
The priest strode to a point halfway between Bryan and me and demanded, in a loud voice, to know what was going on. This was a silly question really as Bryan was still holding his half hard dick and Pete was still holding mine. He then proceeded to rant on at great length telling us that we would all be expelled from the choir and that our parents would be informed and many other things. Then Pete surprised me by wading in and challenging the priest; “That’s inappropriate and grossly unfair especially as you enjoyed yourself watching us”.
“Whatever do you mean?”
“We saw you in the bushes”
“You saw nothing”
“Well that’s a new name for it, in my book it’s called wanking, jacking, tossing or jerking, any way you were seen by at least 5 people and if we spread the word, just imagine the headlines. PRIEST JACKS OFF IN FRONT OF CHOIR BOYS. I really don’t think you’re going to mention a word to anyone about this”.
“What makes you think that anyone would believe you?”
“Oh that’s not a problem; you’ve squirted your semen all over that laurel bush and the 2 guys who were behind you, when you were watching us, have just collected some leaves with your D N A print on them. Try explaining that”.
The 2 lads had been in hiding until then but at that point they ran for it. The priest gave chase but it was futile, they were much faster than him and when they came to a fork in the foot path they split and went in opposite directions. Bryan looked at Pete and said “Thanks guys, I didn’t know you were here, but that was a brilliant bit of quick thinking; I owe you one. Still, I think I’ll collect a leaf myself as a backup; what’s the best way to keep it?” I said “Keep it in a sealed plastic bag, the leaf will decompose but the dna will last for ages”.