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Category:
Original - Misc › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
11
Views:
5,585
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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This is a work of fiction about oral and anal sex between adults and boys age 5-17. The characters, locations & incidents are fictional. Any resemblance to actual events or locales, or persons, living or dead, is entirely coinciden
Part 7
©2009 Herb Cat. Do not reproduce or distribute this story without the author's permission.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
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Part 7
In early November, Mark began looking forward to Thanksgiving break; to four whole days at home with his family; to eating his mom's cooking; and to pissing in her sweet mouth instead of the campus urinals. Newman began preparing the students for their Pilgrims and Indians play, practicing lines and entries, making costumes and scenery. But he wasn't looking forward to the empty barracks. Claviger always seemed to die a temporary death when the students left campus.
Jody's parents were divorced. His mom was going on a cruise with a new boyfriend, so he was going to spend the break with his dad. They'd go out to a restaurant for their turkey meal. He and his father had a civil relationship, but it was hardly warm. His father always seemed somewhat aloof. So Jody wasn't looking forward to the break like Mark was. He knew, alone in his bed at home, he was going to miss his nights with "Champ."
There was a hint of winter in the air. The thermometer in the weather station atop the science building was recording 30's. The campus oak trees were clinging tight to their shriveled brown leaves, as if they could provide a blanket against the coming frosts. The cadets donned their identical grey winter coats to go to class.
On Wednesday, the last day of school before the break, parents began arriving mid-morning. After second mess, they were invited to a holiday program in the Assembly. Frank and Ginny beamed as Mark ran on stage in his single feather headdress, war paint, and scanty loin cloth to invite the staid pilgrims to a feast. Key Stage 2 students took turns reciting poems about gratitude. Each class used a different poetic style, haiku, etheree, sonnet and villanelle. The upper school orchestra, band, glee club and forensics society all performed. Then Major Folsom handed out awards for the first trimester. Mark dropped his jaw when he was chosen by his teacher for a "most improved in academics" certificate. And he was ecstatic when he was voted by his fellow cadets for the "most congenial" award. He wished his brothers could have been there but they had public school that day.
As the Wilsons headed for their car, Mark spotted Jody. "Hey, Jody! I'm gonna miss you a fuckin lot, y'know."
"I'm gonna miss you too, Champ! More than you know."
Ginny asked, "Where are your parents, Jody? I'd love to meet them."
"His folks is divorced, Mom. He's going to his Dad's house. Where is your Dad, Jody?"
"Well, that's just it. He called me last night. He had to make a sudden business trip to London. He was sorry, but it couldn't be helped, I guess. I'm gonna stay here on campus. Major said I could. The caretaker will be here too, and a few of the faculty. So I'll be fine."
"Nonsense!" Frank insisted. "Thanksgiving in an empty barracks with nobody around. I won't hear of it. You're coming home with us."
"No, really..."
"My husband's right. We have plenty of food, and the boys would love to see you." Ginny herself wasn't going to mind having this fifteen-year old gorgeous blond in the house either.
"I don't want to impose."
Mark pleaded, "Please come, Jody, please, please. You can even do your pushups. Frankie and Mickey won't care."
"Well, Champ. It looks like I'm outvoted. Give me a few minutes to get my gear together."
When Mickey's bus brought him home from nursery school, Frankie was already home. "Where's Mom? Oh, yeah, I forgot they went to get Mark. I'm hungry. Mom always makes me a snack. Can you make me a snack, Frankie?"
"Only if you take all your clothes off."
"Then you gotta take yours off too."
And so, when the Wilson car pulled up, two brothers with peanut butter on their cheeks were happily romping naked in the living room. Frankie looked out the window. "Hey, look, Jody's with them."
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"Should we put our clothes on?"
"Too late." And with that the front door opened.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.
.oOo.
Part 7
In early November, Mark began looking forward to Thanksgiving break; to four whole days at home with his family; to eating his mom's cooking; and to pissing in her sweet mouth instead of the campus urinals. Newman began preparing the students for their Pilgrims and Indians play, practicing lines and entries, making costumes and scenery. But he wasn't looking forward to the empty barracks. Claviger always seemed to die a temporary death when the students left campus.
Jody's parents were divorced. His mom was going on a cruise with a new boyfriend, so he was going to spend the break with his dad. They'd go out to a restaurant for their turkey meal. He and his father had a civil relationship, but it was hardly warm. His father always seemed somewhat aloof. So Jody wasn't looking forward to the break like Mark was. He knew, alone in his bed at home, he was going to miss his nights with "Champ."
There was a hint of winter in the air. The thermometer in the weather station atop the science building was recording 30's. The campus oak trees were clinging tight to their shriveled brown leaves, as if they could provide a blanket against the coming frosts. The cadets donned their identical grey winter coats to go to class.
On Wednesday, the last day of school before the break, parents began arriving mid-morning. After second mess, they were invited to a holiday program in the Assembly. Frank and Ginny beamed as Mark ran on stage in his single feather headdress, war paint, and scanty loin cloth to invite the staid pilgrims to a feast. Key Stage 2 students took turns reciting poems about gratitude. Each class used a different poetic style, haiku, etheree, sonnet and villanelle. The upper school orchestra, band, glee club and forensics society all performed. Then Major Folsom handed out awards for the first trimester. Mark dropped his jaw when he was chosen by his teacher for a "most improved in academics" certificate. And he was ecstatic when he was voted by his fellow cadets for the "most congenial" award. He wished his brothers could have been there but they had public school that day.
As the Wilsons headed for their car, Mark spotted Jody. "Hey, Jody! I'm gonna miss you a fuckin lot, y'know."
"I'm gonna miss you too, Champ! More than you know."
Ginny asked, "Where are your parents, Jody? I'd love to meet them."
"His folks is divorced, Mom. He's going to his Dad's house. Where is your Dad, Jody?"
"Well, that's just it. He called me last night. He had to make a sudden business trip to London. He was sorry, but it couldn't be helped, I guess. I'm gonna stay here on campus. Major said I could. The caretaker will be here too, and a few of the faculty. So I'll be fine."
"Nonsense!" Frank insisted. "Thanksgiving in an empty barracks with nobody around. I won't hear of it. You're coming home with us."
"No, really..."
"My husband's right. We have plenty of food, and the boys would love to see you." Ginny herself wasn't going to mind having this fifteen-year old gorgeous blond in the house either.
"I don't want to impose."
Mark pleaded, "Please come, Jody, please, please. You can even do your pushups. Frankie and Mickey won't care."
"Well, Champ. It looks like I'm outvoted. Give me a few minutes to get my gear together."
When Mickey's bus brought him home from nursery school, Frankie was already home. "Where's Mom? Oh, yeah, I forgot they went to get Mark. I'm hungry. Mom always makes me a snack. Can you make me a snack, Frankie?"
"Only if you take all your clothes off."
"Then you gotta take yours off too."
And so, when the Wilson car pulled up, two brothers with peanut butter on their cheeks were happily romping naked in the living room. Frankie looked out the window. "Hey, look, Jody's with them."
4
"Should we put our clothes on?"
"Too late." And with that the front door opened.
.oOo.
As an author, I welcome feedback from readers. Please send any comments about this story, positive or negative, to Herbcatwriter@yahoo.com. Thank you.