Chapter 2

The very next morning found me bag and baggage in our carriage headed for a private school called Saint Martins school for young gentlemen, whose headmaster was a old school acquaintance of my father. Clutched in my hand was a letter I was supposed to deliver to him personally.

When the carriage finally slowed to a stop in front of the headmaster's residence, I noticed a maid and a younger woman coming out the front entrance. It must have been curiosity that brought them out. The school year had already started and late arrivals were very unusual I surmised. The driver opened the carriage door for me and I stepped down with all the dignity a twelve-year-old boy can muster. The maid and the woman looked surprised. I handed over my father's letter to the woman and turned around to make sure the coachman unloaded all of my luggage.

A few minutes later I was shown into the study. 'How old are you?, ' were the first words the woman said to me. When I replied that I was twelve, she smiled and said that fifteen was the youngest age that was allowed at the school. I just shrugged. I was certainly willing to return home. Apparently, she decided that she ought to read the letter intended for the headmaster, because she sat down at the desk and opened it.

The headmaster's wife read quickly through the first two pages of old acquaintance material and the request to place the boy into their school but almost stopped breathing when she read the last page.

She gave a quick glance at the boy and then reread the last page again:

P.S. At this last minute, Robert, I feel that I must be completely candid with you. You must keep Danny away from females at all costs. He is a pervert of the worst kind. I arrived home late yesterday and found him with his face buried in the privates of my lovely little nine-year-old daughter. I shudder to think that it may not have been the first time. Hopefully, a quick separation may keep her from being ruined. The boy needs discipline to learn the error of his ways. Please find a way to accommodate the presence of Danny at your school without subjecting any of the others to the risk of catching his perversion. No other communication on this subject is warranted. I don't even wish to hear his name spoken. I'll forwarded funds for his keeping. Please take care of this for me.

She turned away from the boy and tried to still her rapid heartbeat and breathing. She quickly made up her mind and called her maid. "Take the boy up to the spare bedroom in the attic. I'll have to confer with the headmaster when he returns." When Danny was gone she separated the last page from the letter and placed it safely in her pocket.

Later that evening after head master Robert had read the two page letter and they had been discussing his old friend's request, Debra turned to Robert and said,

"On the contrary, he is much too young to place into the regular classes of fifteen-year-olds. He should be kept here in our home until he is fifteen. In the meantime, I can tutor him. I was a competent school teacher as you will remember. He even looks intelligent enough to out-do the regular entering class. I feel he is a challenge and that you should indulge me with it."

"Oh, very well. Try to keep him from interfering with our house- hold. I have enough problem children entering the school now without adding to my workload. And that reminds me, I will have to return to my office tonight. More administrative work."

Robert definitely wasn't going to mention that a certain new student was going to receive some very special handling that night.

Roberts inclinations

Robert had learned a long time ago that women were only good for two things, cover and perhaps off-spring if needed for some particular reason. Someone who enjoyed what he did, knew that bachelors did not become the head of a boy's school without the legitimacy of a marriage. So, he had married a respectable woman to hide what he really was, a queer pedophile. Keeping his wife happy with their marriage required that he perform a minimum amount of copulation with her. He didn't like it at all. Even then, he had to keep the room dark, turn his wife face down, and imagine that she was a young boy. The last thing he wanted was children, since he knew that there was an even chance that the outcome would be a female child. A female child in his opinion was not worth the trouble to raise. Besides he had a school full of desirerable little pricks and fortunately quite a few of them were already leaning towards what he wanted from them. And, he knew from long experience how to spot the cute little devils.

In Robert's first year as a student in a school such as the one he now controlled, he had seen an expert in action. He had been fortunate in noticing that an older boy from his own school was approaching a much younger lads playing in a park near their school. Curiously, he had watched as the older one had chatted up the boy and then walked off with him into a area of dense pine trees. The lad couldn't have been more than ten years old. Robert had been very careful to slowly sneak up on them. He had found them standing in a small clearing, apparently negotiating and finally a few coins were given to the lad. Robert watched as the lad dropped his short pants and underwear to his ankles. The older boy dropped to his knees and quickly sucked the small dick into his mouth and worked it back and forth for a minute. Then he turned around dropping his own pants and bent over on all fours. The young lad slid his small dick into the student's ass working it quickly back and forth. After a few minutes of grunting the student shot gobs of sperm onto the ground and collasped. The young lad casually pulled up his underwear and pants and left.

Robert was interested in the student but more interested in the young lad. He now was thinking that this kid did this often if anyone was interested. So he followed him to his house noting the address. Across the street was a tram stop with a bench. He sat on it a long enough time to note the arrival of a working-class mother and father. Both looked overworked, stern and unforgiving.

Robert worked out a plan for both of them. He wasn't interested in sucking dicks or in getting stuck in the arse. He wanted to receive all the pleasure. The very next day after school it all started to come together. He walked over to the park after school and wasn't too surprised to see the same young boy sitting in the same place as yesterday. He walked up to him and told him to meet him in the same place as he had been yesterday. That told the kid that he had been seen there. The kid felt like he didn't have too many choices so he followed Robert. He was wary but thought he could talk his way out of anything.

When the lad arrived he saw the older boy waiting with his dick out of his pants. He walked up and told him that he didn't do those things. Robert asked him if he lived at 1459 Direr Lane and did both his parents work for a living? The boy knew he had nothing to bargain with and started crying, hoping for sympathy. He didn't get any. He dropped to his knees and sucked his first dick. He found it wasn't as bad as he had thought it would be.

Robert was thrilled with his first time. He kept the lad at it until he was rock hard and then told him to get on all fours. The lad complied. Robert used his pre-cum to lub around the lad's anal opening then slowly slid into the lad excited by his grunts and grimaces. Despite his need for a quick release, he was aware enough to know that if the lad liked it then he would be easier to control. He waited a few minutes to let the lad's muscles relax, then slowly slid in and out of him. He kept it up until the lad started to push back against him. Then he sped up and lasted as long as he could. When he finished spurting he felt of the lad's prick and felt the lad's sperm. So he knew that the lad liked it at least a little. That would make it easier. Robert withdrew laying the lad beneath him on his back. Then he did something that even surprised himself. He lay on the lad full length and kissed him on the mouth with lots of tongue.