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This is a very long tale. It unfolds over a good number of years. What is true, is true: what is not is otherwise. A dramatis personae will follow after a few more installments - there are a lot of characters!
As it is near the Festive date may I wish all my readers a very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year. Keep reading - keep writing!
ALADDIN'S AWAKENING
By
Joel
Chapter 12:
Part Two
"What's that?" I asked, mystified.
He let go of me and stood up, then leant down to the level of my ear, "Only for you, you're not to tell!" I nodded and looked up at him. "D'you know Jacko, I've been so worried since that letter came and especially this week since Duncan's been so horrid I haven't wanted to..", he paused and made a couple of wanking movements, "You know, toss off. I haven't done it since last Sunday when we did it. I really enjoyed going out with you and your dad 'cause I miss mine being away but after we got back from yours last Sunday Duncan said why couldn't he have a clever brother like you and what a stupid sod I was and I got ever so upset."
He paused again and looked quite solemn, "If I tell you, you promise you won't say anything?" I nodded. "Well, I got so upset I came up and went to bed and cried and I haven't done that since I was a kid. Dunc must have known 'cause he teased me about it on Monday after I came up to get ready for bed. He said I was thick as a donkey's dick and he bet you and me were shafting each other and that other randy sod as well, you know, he meant Matt. He said he looked so shagged out he must be at it all the time. I was so mad I jumped on him and tried to wrestle him down but he's too strong for me and all he did was to tie me up with my pyjamas."
He paused again, he was good at pausing, so I waited even though I wanted to know what he meany by shafting, although I guessed.
He went on, "D'you know what he did then?"
I shook my head, boggled.
"The horrid sod undid my trousers and got my dick out and left me on the floor. I couldn't get free and I couldn't shout for mum so I had to wriggle about for ages before I loosened the knots enough." He looked at me and said, rather severely, "You can giggle but I was mad at him. I couldn't get him in his room because he'd locked the door and shouted out that he'd tell mum I was disturbing him working."
He subsided a bit so I thought I would find out more.
"What did he mean we were shafting each other and Matt was too?"
He looked a bit non-plussed, "You know, shafting, like boys do, sticking their dicks up each other."
The penny dropped, that's what Roo and Tony meant that night in the bathroom at Ulvescott. I must find out more!
"I haven't done it, have you?"
"No, I haven't, but Dunc told me he and Jim McDonald had tried it a long time ago, but it hurt and they got a fit of the giggles so didn't try it again."
"I think Tony and Roo know about it 'cos when we were away Roo was mucking about and rubbing his cock against Tony's crack and Tony said he knew what he liked."
"Oh, Dunc often threatens me when we're having a wrestle that he'll shaft me if he wins, but he never tries and I've never asked him any more about it."
As neither of us seemed to know anything else about shafting I thought I had better tell Tom what Pa had said.
"By the way, Pa said he would take us out again this afternoon and if Duncan wants to come he can."
"Oh great, I'd love to come!" Another pause..., "...I suppose Dunc can come as he's been invited. I hope he doesn't spoil it." He looked at his watch on the bedside table. "Oh crumbs, it's nearly half past ten and I'm not washed and dressed yet." There was the sound of a door slamming downstairs. "It's Dunc! He's back from his round. Wait here, I'll just go and wash quickly."
He disappeared from the room leaving me still sitting at the desk when Duncan came in through the open door.
"Hello, Jacko, have you helped him out?"
"Oh yes, we've done all the homework, and some more."
He came over and stood behind me and peered down at the sheets of paper on the desk.
"I couldn't do that stuff now so I told him to get you to help. I hope you didn't mind."
I shook my head and was about to say that Tom was dead scared about his work when Duncan went on. "He tries hard but maths is not one of his strong points and it's not one of mine either. He's been very edgy this week too since the Head Beak sent the letter and I told him to work harder."
I thought it best to keep my mouth shut about Tom's evident distress. I wondered what I could really say but I was a bit lost. Anyway, there was the invite for him. I turned to face him.
"My Dad said that if you and Tom would like to come out to Alvescott this afternoon you would be very welcome. Tom says he'd like to come."
Dunc's face broke into a good-natured grin, "Yes, I would. Where you went last week?"
"Yep, we'll be going about two o'clock."
"Right, we'll be there. I'd better go and finish off an essay for old Campion. Say thanks to your Dad."
He ambled off to his own room whistling as he went. Tom came into the room.
"What was all that?"
"Oh, I told Dunc about the trip this afternoon and he would like to come as well."
Tom made a face but didn't say anything. He gathered his clothes together and shucked off his pyjama trousers and began to dress. We obviously weren't going to indulge this morning. He saw me watching him as he dressed.
He nodded towards the direction of Dunc's room and mouthed, "Better not this morning, eh?" He came over to where I was standing and whispered, "I'm bloody horny now but it'll have to wait!" He winked and finished dressing as I gathered the pages together on his desk.
I put everything in a pile and turned to him, "I'd better be going now and you'd better copy up that work neatly or Huggy will be cross."
He swiped an arm out at me in a playful way, "Ta, Jacko, you're a brick. Shan't forget this, eh? See you at two with old misery-guts."
I waved and wandered off home. Pa was in the living room puffing his pipe and doing the crossword.
"How did you get on?" he enquired as I peered round the door.
"Oh, OK, we finished all the problems and I helped him do some others as well. He can do them if he has help." I thought I'd tell Pa a bit about Tom and his worries. "Hey, Pa, Tom's a bit upset about his work and Duncan keeps getting onto him and that's making him more upset. I don't think Duncan realises that and Tom thinks Duncan's ashamed of having a brother who's not as good as he is. I don't think that's right 'cos Duncan said Tom does try hard and last week he said he misses his Dad not being at home."
Pa looked at me very thoughtfully. "Do they want to come with us this afternoon?"
I nodded, "They both do, but Tom says he hoped Duncan doesn't spoil it.
He's very proud of his brother and he doesn't want him to think he's not good."
"Don't worry, Jacko, you keep with Tom this afternoon and I'll talk to Duncan." I must have looked a bit alarmed. "It's OK, I won't say anything you've told me but I think it'll be alright."
I nodded and went up to my room to get all my books ready for the next day and thought how much I liked Tom and, thinking about it, really how much I liked Duncan as well. Lunch came and the food went. Two o'clock came and so did the Buchanan boys. Tom a bit subdued but Duncan was full of chat as we got into the car.
I sat in the back with Tom who said little on the journey except that he'd copied up the maths neatly. Pa and Duncan chatted away, mainly about the war and the news and it wasn't long before we arrived. As Pa and Dunc were still engrossed with their conversation I said Tom and I would go on and meet them at the top. We beetled off at quite a pace and when we were well out of earshot I asked Tom if he was OK now. He nodded and said that he was happier now he'd told someone about his worries but he wished Dunc wouldn't be so sharp with him.
Anyway we got off the topic and spent the rest of the time pretending we were the original Romans who were supposed to have had a fort on the hill.
Tea was ready when we arrived back home and Tom and Duncan didn't go until after seven. After they went I saw Ma raise her eyebrows in a questioning manner at Pa who then said Duncan was feeling very over-worked because he was determined to get a State Scholarship and he also wanted Tom to do well.
In bed that night I thought maths must be peculiar as I had helped out Matt, Jim Masters and, now, Tom Buchanan. Then I wondered if now Tom was less anxious about his maths he might be feeling like a good wank and I wouldn't mind him helping me with that... too late, I managed that not so knotty problem myself.
I had my usual rush on Monday morning to get ready and get off to school. Matt was happy as a sandboy. His Dad had been home for the weekend and he and his mum were going up to Scotland for Christmas and the New Year. Tony and Roo were full of some Scouting scheme and other news was that Vince was coming back to school next week. Cleggy riled Huggy over something and we all got an extra dose of homework which made Cleggy Public Enemy Number One. That's what Roo called him when he cornered him in the cloaks but all Cleggy did was laugh and say that Huggy ought to watch his blood pressure.
Last thing in the afternoon Van gave me back my translations and I was pleased to note only two errors. I wasn't pleased to see he had set me two pieces to translate into German.
As I went out to get my bike Tom Buchanan was waiting for me and we rode home together. He like, Matt, seemed as happy as a sandboy.
"You seem happier than you were yesterday."
"Um, I suppose so. Got time to come in and I'll tell you?"
I explained I had a lesson with Mrs Tring at six o'clock and Huggy had given us extra homework. Anyway we arrived and I followed him in. We went up to his room and I sat down while he sorted out things.
"Well, what have you to tell me?"
He looked up and was grinning happily.
"Gosh, it's quite a bit. Anyway, after we got back I was in here getting ready for bed and Duncan came in. He said he was sorry he'd been so awful to me recently but he's been worried how his work was going because he must get a Scholarship and he didn't want me not to work and do well. I told him I'd been upset and that I'd told you and he said that was what pals were for and often they were better than big brothers. Anyway he stayed chatting with me for ages and in the end he got into bed with me and stayed all night. I feel a lot better today." He grinned at me again, "You needn't ask, yes, we did! Twice."
"What about now?"
"Of course, that's what pals are for, isn't it?"
Tom was also waiting for me after school on Tuesday, beaming again. Apparently Huggy had given him back his homework and said it was a pleasure to find such application and industry. I rode home with him and said I could help him with his homework as Mike wasn't coming for his lesson with Pa today. However, we first found great pleasure in industriously applying ourselves to a matter in hand before having a look at the next lot of homework Huggy had given him.
Duncan came home just as we were finishing the last problem and was whistling cheerily as he came up the stairs. He poked his head round the door and Tom relayed Huggy's comments. Duncan laughed and said he was pleased as well because he'd been given a very good mark by old Campion so he supposed things weren't too bad.
He gave us a thumb's-up sign and disappeared to his own room.
We chatted for a while and then I went home to find Ma talking to Danny Ross's mum about Friday's party. I didn't know Ma was quite so involved but it turns out it'll be quite a feast. Danny's mum said feeding was the best way to keep us all quiet. Ma agreed and said that was what happened at my party. Cheek! But true.
Wednesday was very wet and so everyone, including the beaks, was very scratchy and bad-tempered. To crown it all we were all herded out at two-thirty, luckily when the rain had stopped, to watch our Sixth Form playing that match against some school from further south. Van said it was an honour as this other school was very fussy with its fixtures.
Anyway their team were very good and gave our lot quite a run around until Billy Clarke managed to push his way out of a scrum and score a very good try. The highlight of the match was when Andy Symes, desperately trying to clear the ball from a lineout, did a high kick and displayed a good length of rod and floppy bollocks because he'd forgotten to bring his jockstrap to school.
Matt and I were on the touchline with Tom Buchanan just where this happened and were creasing ourselves with laughter. Several of the other team saw the display as well and more or less stopped in their tracks and this gave Dunc Buchanan the chance to grab the ball and dive over for another try.
There was much hilarity after the game when our lot were in the showers. Tom, Matt and I sneaked in and overheard it all. Dunc said it was a good job he wasn't short-sighted or he might have grabbed the wrong ball and Jim McDonald said he would have had to be seeing double as well. Andy said they shouldn't take the piss as he'd won the game for them so he was very pleased with himself. Rob Collins said he must be joking as he was certain the only time Andy was pleased with himself was when he had his cock in his fist. Andy called out that Rob had better watch it or he might be putting his cock somewhere else where it was nice and warm. Rob gave him a two-fingered sign and Andy shouted out was that an invitation. Anyway, we didn't stay to see or hear any more as Matt said we had to get off as it was French circle time.
That night in bed I thought a lot about Tom and wondered if he was over his worries now and wondered if he was back to having his regular wank, just like me. Oh, it didn't take long to come tonight.
Another sodding wet day on Thursday, it pissed down solidly all morning so games were cancelled and we spent the afternoon in the gym rushing up and down preparing for Saturday's game.
For part of the time we were in pairs or threes practising passing and I was paired up with Dave Morgan. We stood and watched the others haring around and were most entertained by Roo and Tony running up and down doing fancy passes until Rabbity called them to order. Dave said Roo had told him at Scouts a bit about our trip to Ulvescott and wanted to know if we'd had a good time. I said we had and he winked and said he knew we had. Anyway, I said I needed a pee so we slipped off and went to the bogs and as no one was about we went into a cubicle, dropped our shorts and tossed each other off.
Before I started on him I had a good look at his cock as soon as it was rigid and told him it was a first for me 'cos I hadn't jacked off anyone who was circumcised before. He grinned and said he'd jacked off plenty with skins and without. I said there was only him and John Wills in our class who were circumcised. He said I was very observant but so what, Johnny Wills liked a good wank like everyone else, skin or no skin.
After we'd both come, our spunk hitting the wall behind the bog, I said that I'd discovered Big Jim Chater and his pal tossing each other off in this cubicle when I was in the first form. He looked a bit puzzled and said hadn't I done it in one with anyone before. I shook my head and he said he had a good few times and there were always people going to the bogs together for a wank.
He was obviously experienced as he tore off a bit of bog paper and wiped the come off the wall before dropping the sticky mess in the pan.
"Can't let old Harry see the evidence, eh!" he whispered and pulled the chain as we exited.
On our way back I said I only ever went for a pee so never went to the cubicles. He laughed and said I was missing a lot 'cos he knew for a fact that Willsy and Johnny Reed were always flogging each other off and there were a couple of Fifth Years he'd seen going in together only on Monday. From what he said it seemed he'd wanked off most of our lot plus a good few in the other Fourth Year as well as some of the Fifth Years who were in the Scouts with him.
He said he'd tossed Tony off for the first time the previous week and he'd told him about me. Then he'd gone to Roo's on Tuesday and had more of the story so he was glad we'd been paired up today. By that time we had got back to the gym and luckily we were able to slip back into the general melee and I didn't think anyone was the wiser for our absence.
They were. Nobbo sidled up to me when I was dressing after having a shower.
"You were gone a long time this afternoon."
"I went for a pee."
"With Dave?"
I nodded, "Yep, why? Did Rabbity notice?"
"I don't think so, but Willsy did. I was paired up with him and he said he wanted to pee but Rabbity told us to stop chattering and get on passing the ball."
We finished dressing and went off to collect our bikes. On the way he started to get inquisitive again.
"You must have had a long pee, you were gone for ages."
"I know."
He probed again, "Only a pee?"
I had to tell him and all he did was grin and said he'd guessed and wasn't I lucky and he was looking forward to the party tomorrow. I had forgotten about that and as we got to his road he said he would see me tomorrow as his mum was on night duty and they were having early tea before she went to the hospital.
Crafty devil, asking those questions, I bet he'll be talking to Dave tomorrow. Anyway it's party day!
How the beaks managed to keep order on Friday was a miracle. There was a general air of expectancy and merriment only curbed by the knowledge that if anyone stepped out of line too far the lot of us would be in detention.
Of course, Cleggy nearly got us gated by some remark he made just out of Campion's earshot. We had been doing Africa since half-term and Campion was getting a bit worked up, as he usually did, with his enthusiasm for that 'great continent', as he called it, where he'd been a missionary before the war. He was gabbling on as he pointed at a large map pinned to the board.
He turned suddenly and saw Matt busily turning pages in his geography book and this did not suit him.
"Ward! Are you paying attention, lad? Look this way! Now, where's the Horn of Africa, eh, boy?"
Cleggy in front of us whispered just loud enough for us to hear, "Between your legs, isn't it, Matt?"
Poor Matt, covered in confusion, blushed bright red and, luckily for him, stammered out, "Where you're pointing, sir!"
Campion was confused himself as he heard Matt's reply which, for once, was correct and must also have half heard Cleggy's rumble.
Luckily for the rest of us, we all knew he was a bit deaf, he chose to carry on with Matt's reply, leaving me to get my hankie out to blow my nose hard to stop me roaring out with laughter. Roo's shoulders were heaving in front of me so he had heard it as well. A second lucky break was a question from Johnny Wills nearer the front which distracted Campion even more.
Needless to say at break there was much merriment with poor Matt blushing beetroot red as most of the rest of the class circulated the funny with the added intelligence that Matt had actually been born in Africa so that was why it was such a good one. As well as Perch I think Matt will be known by me as Horny from now on!
When the final bell rang there was a concerted rush to get home and get ready for the party. As several of the class came in on the school bus Mr Marcham had apparently promised to take them home afterwards in his car. That would be a squash as I counted up at least six.
I cycled off with Matt and Tom Buchanan caught us up. He was highly excited as his mum had told him there would be plenty of food even though there would be twenty-four of us scoffing it. There was too when we all filed in at the appointed time. But the biggest surprise was that Vince Hare was already there. He looked a bit pale and said the doctors had said he could come back to school on Monday and he couldn't miss the party as his birthday was near the beginning of December. Everyone was pleased to see him and when Ma and the other mums got us to be quiet and sat us down Matt and I were placed either side of him at the table.
There was lashings of grub and eating it took quite a while. When I was getting through my third helping of trifle I noticed one or two of the lads disappeared off to the lav including Roo who was sitting next to me on the other side. He came back grinning from ear to ear.
"Guess what!" he whispered as he sat done, "Tim Parker and Danny Ross have just tossed each other off out there and there's a couple of others at it as well." He surveyed the still fairly laden tables. "Hey, Tom's just gone out with Dave Morgan." He nudged me. "What about it, do you want to?"
I emptied my mouth and noted the reappearance of Tim and Danny followed closely by John Wills and Johnny Pearson. I shook my head as I also saw Ma and Mrs Buchanan coming in from the kitchen bearing plates of buns.
"Not yet," I said, "Let's finish tea first. Anyway, was it those two as well?"
He looked at the two Johns sitting back down again.
"Yep!" he replied, a large spoon of trifle at his lips, "Willsy was just finishing Johnny off as I came back." He saw my look and grimaced, "I only had a pee!" He nudged me, "Look! There's Pete and Johnny Reed going now." He kneed my thigh, "Are you coming?"
I hesitated but the plate of buns was too tempting. I reached out and took one.
"No, not yet, but what about Nobbo? Look, he's sitting on the end over there. You haven't..." I got no further. Roo sidled over to Nobbo on the next table and whispered in his ear. I saw Nobbo nod and Roo slipped back to his seat beside me.
"Yeah, he wants to so I told him to go out first."
Nobbo was also spooning food in fast and then without looking back got up and walked purposefully towards the lav door. Roo let him get through and then followed. He was gone less than five minutes and came back to his seat by a circuitous route, stopping to whisper something to Ned Carter.
"You weren't long!"
"Needed it badly and so did young Nobbo." He lowered his voice and whispered conspiratorially, "He's quite big, isn't he?" I nodded and he continued in the same tone of voice. "I told Ned you wanted it and he's bursting for it. Finish that bloody bun quick and look as if you're going for a pee! Look, he's just looking over here!" He gave a nod in Ned's direction and nudged me again. "Go on, you might as well go now!"
I put down my half finished bun and walked down the side of the tables and through the lav door. I stood at the stall and was just getting my dick out for a pee as a couple of figures emerged from the single cubicle, Pete and Johnny. They'd obviously taken longer than Roo and Nobbo and both had silly grins on their faces. Pete greeted me effusively.
"Hi, Jacko, enjoying yourself?"
"Yeah, and you?"
They exchanged grins and Pete slapped me on the back and at that moment Ned came through the door.
"Hi, you two, you're missing out on the grub."
They waved and departed and Ned came and stood by me and undid his flies. He looked down at my dick and I pulled my foreskin right back to let my knob stick out. We watched each other as we both had a pee and then he reached out and caught hold of my cock.
"Hold still!" he whispered and began to jack me off. I was stiff in an instant and came ever so quickly with plenty of stuff splashing on the porcelain stall. "Gosh, Jacko, you needed that," he whispered, "Come on, do me quick now!"
He had quite a hefty tool, about my length but thicker and he didn't take much urging to fire a healthy salvo.
"Gosh!" he said when he got his breath back, "That was good. I could do with it like that more often." He grinned at me as we moved back and began buttoning up.
"Roo told me about your trip last week. You had a good time from the sound of it. He said he enjoyed it."
"Oh, yes, I think we all did."
"You lucky lot. I stayed in most of the time, but I did see Jim Masters a couple of times. He said you and he had..." He paused, I nodded. We reached the door and he whispered, "Go on, you go back first, I'll just comb my hair."
I walked round the other tables back to my seat wondering who would be next to make a surreptitious exit. I spotted Phil Crowe, one of the two lads from 4S who Tom had invited, just getting up and walking resolutely to the back of the hall and as I sat down out he was followed by Jim Masters.
Neither Vince nor Matt seemed to have noticed my absence. Vince was still telling Matt all about his hospital stay but as I picked up my unfinished bun he turned to me.
"You OK, Jacko?" he asked. I nodded, mouth full of bun. "I hear Cleggy's got my place in the scrum tomorrow." I winced, I'd completely forgotten the game against the Catholics. "The doctor said I musn't do anything strenuous until my chest clears up. I had some new stuff which hasn't been used much so far."
I nodded again, rather perplexed. "What new stuff? What for?"
"Oh, it's something special for getting rid of particular germs. It hasn't been discovered long but the doctors say it's worked well for me."
"Good, 'cause we were a bit worried when Danny said you were ill."
"Yeah, so was I. Mum said the doctors were as well before they gave me the stuff. Anyway, it's OK now." He sat for a moment and then continued, "Oh yes, Jim told me you helped him with his maths."
"Yes, he said you usually did but as you were ill he asked me."
He grinned, "Now you can help me, if you would."
I stared at him, he didn't usually have any trouble with maths. "Why's that, ...Oh, 'cause you've been away, is that it?"
"Yes, I've got quite a lot behind 'cause I saw what Jim had done this week and I couldn't help much."
I thought for a moment. "What about Tuesday? Your cousin Mike has his lesson with my Dad so you might as well come round and we can go through the homework that Huggy will have set on Monday. I can't do it Monday as I have a music lesson."
He looked very pleased at this and as he was saying he would like to I noticed Matt making a beeline for the lav. Ho, Ho, with his next door neighbour, young Benno, following on. Golly, and there was Tony just coming out with Brendan Fisher from 4S. Vince was muttering something but my attention was taken by Mrs Marcham who was standing beside me, jug in hand.
"Would you like some more, Jacko?"
"Oh, yes please, Mrs Marcham. Its all very good."
She poured a generous amount of yellow liquid into my glass. "I've never seen so much food go in such a short time. Your mother was right about consumption." She glanced around and must have spotted Tony. "Where's he been? I hope he hasn't been up to any mischief out there!"
I followed her pointing jug. Tony spotted her, waved and made his way over.
"Gosh, mum, everyone has had a marvellous feed. I've just been having a chat with Fishy and he says he's never been to such a good party."
I thought, chatting with Fishy, my foot! Tossing him off more likely. He turned to Vince.
"Hi, Vince, glad you're back. Enjoying everything? See you later, must get back!"
He waved again and went off back to his seat. Mrs Marcham moved down the row dispensing liquid to all the thirsty lads without realising what little mischief her dear son had been up to.
The party finished quite abruptly. Eating had been the main aim and I think the mothers heaved a sigh of relief when a persistent hooting was heard coming from outside. The hooting stopped and Tony's Dad came through the main door. This was a signal for Tom Buchanan who stood up and rapped on the table and made a little speech of thanks. He said what a good time he'd had and knew he would be leaving the table empty and that went for the rest of us as well. We all gave three cheers for the mums. Then Benno, of all people, stood up and said we should give three cheers for the birthday boys and we nearly raised the roof.
Although we offered to help clear we were all shooed out into the pitch dark and cheered again as Mr Marcham drove off with six hulking lads stuffed into his car. A whole group of us collected our bikes and rode off together and gradually separated off with Tom and me cycling down our road together. When we reached my gate we both stopped and Tom sat straddling his bike as I got off.
"Don't forget the match tomorrow. Shall we go together, or are you collecting Matt?"
The match was at the Catholic school so we would have to ride across town and Matt lived in that direction.
"Yes, good idea. We can collect him as I said I'd be at his about quarter past one."
"OK, see you out here at one o'clock then!" He didn't really wait for an answer but went on, "Enjoyed tonight, eh?" He laughed, "And you joined the visit to the Ark?"
In the gloom I must have looked puzzled.
"You know, the animals went in two by two!"
"Oh, yes, and so did you!"
"You bet! Anyway, see you tomorrow."
He set off at a great speed even though he only had a few yards to go and disappeared into the darkness. I pushed my bike round the back and went in through the back door. All was quiet. I found Pa in his study with his head in a book and clouds of pipe smoke around. I coughed and waved my arms around in imitation of Ma. He just looked up and removed the pipe.
"Hi, Jacko, had a good time?"
I told him we'd had a fabulous time. All that food and nothing to do but eat it. He laughed and said the mothers had thought of just putting troughs down and letting us get at it that way.
Cheek! I said I was going to bed early because of the match at the Catholic school. He smiled and said he would come and watch but had to go to work first. I guess he meant he'd worked out that Brother Jamieson would have the Irish whiskey on hand afterwards. For once I didn't search the kitchen for any leftovers but went straight upstairs and in a desultory sort of way ploughed through quite a bit of homework including more German translation Van had given me. Actually, it wasn't too bad as the book was quite interesting but one or two words I couldn't find in my small dictionary.
I heard Ma come in so went down and said we'd all enjoyed the party. Typical response, what party?, more like an eating competition! She laughed and said she was only joking and she'd enjoyed meeting some of the mums she didn't know before. I stayed around and forced myself to have a bite to eat for supper then trundled up to bed taking Ma's big dictionary with me.
I undressed and got into bed and remembered Tom's remark about the Ark. I was idly fingering my cock and thinking about Ned's rough hand on it and working out the pairs I'd noted. Crumbs, thinking about it I'd seen all our lot, except for Cleggy and Vince, either going out or coming back in and that wasn't counting the 4S's as well. Crumbs, and with Ned that was number thirteen for me! Oh crumbs, and that was the second lot of come for me today!
To be continued:
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