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The letter box rattled. Not a second after the postman had left the
driveway, Michael flew down the stairs and seized the solitary letter. It
was the one he had been waiting for. The envelope was headed *The Darwin
College of Academic Excellence* Michael tore the envelope open and scanned
the letter.

Dear Mr. Appleton

Thank you for your application etc, etc.

We at The Darwin College of Academic Excellence pride ourselves blah, blah,
blah.

Ah, here it is.

We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted. Please attend a
brief meeting on the 25th August to make the final arrangements for your
arrival in September.

Many congratulations,
Stephen Maddock, Principle

*Yes!* Michael punched the air. He had made it into Darwin College. While
Darwin College was not a fee paying school, they did have very high
standards. They also recruited over a large catchment area and so there was
fierce competition for places. The summer holidays flew by and before he
knew it, his meeting had been and gone and he was due to start college.

Michael hopped off the bus and made his way to the college some 10 minutes
away. When he arrived, he was ushered into a large room with banked seats.
When the last of the new students had arrived, Principle Maddock entered the
theatre and waved for silence. He began to tell the students how lucky they
were to have gained a place at Darwin College. Before long, Michael had lost
interest in the presentation and was looking around the room when his eyes
fell on a rather striking, athletic outline of a boy in the second row from
the front. The boy had brown hair that was spiked, but not severely, after
all, this was a respectable establishment. What Michael noticed about the
boy, apart from being very well developed for his age and the colour of his
hair, was that his shirt was un-tucked, revealing the very top of his black
underwear. Michael decided that this was worth inspecting more closely. As
his eyes surveyed the outline of the boy, Michael discovered that his right
hand was being held in the left hand of a girl. Annoyed at how the only cute
guy around was, not only straight, but it would seem, in a relationship. The
welcoming speech over, the group of new year 12s were sent in their
different directions.

The morning was spent playing team building exercises and games where you
get to know people. Michael spoke to plenty of people that seemed nice
enough, but he didnt really click with anyone, and unfortunately, that set
the tone for the day. At lunch, Michael sat down alone, but then saw the
cute guy from earlier sat with the same girl, so he wandered over and sat
with them. During the conversation that followed, Michael learned that that
this gorgeous guy was named Paul and that the girl he hung around with was
called Anne-Marie, and yes, they were a couple, much to Michaels
disappointment. He thought to himself that it was good in a way because he
wouldnt make a fool of himself asking him out. The rest of the first day
passed without any noteworthy event and Michael went home.

Later on that evening, Michael found himself laying on his bed, reflecting
on the days events. Before long, his thoughts turned to Paul and before he
realised it, his hand had gone south and was grasping his manhood. Michael
laid there, a bulge forming in his trousers. He unzipped his fly and
released his penis, which was now erect and waiting. Michael began to rub
his cock, images of Paul at the forefront of his mind. He tightened his grip
and then committed himself to full scale masturbation. Luckily, his mother
wasnt back yet, so he allowed himself the freedom of a few groans. As he
rubbed away, he realised that he would not know how to remove a cum stain
from his uniform, so he paused the self pleasuring momentarily to remove his
clothing. He piled it on the floor and lay on his bed naked and thinking. He
was tall for his age and fairly skinny. His skin was pale and cold, however,
he soon warmed up when he continued on his quest towards orgasm. A minute or
two passed, the images of Paul and what Michael would like to do to him were
buzzing around in his head at extraordinary speed. His toes curled, his
breathing deepened, his muscles tensed and then he came. The semen spurted
up through Michaels shaft, over the edge and ran down onto his hand. He
wiped the cum onto his member and imagined it was Pauls, but he was tired
and he didnt come a second time. He cleaned himself up and then got quickly
dressed as he heard his mothers key turn in the front door.

The next day it was straight down to regular lessons, and Michael couldnt
help but show how bright he was. Most of the class were pleased that they
had less work to do, but one individual called Sam Davidson, was rubbed up
the wrong way by this *Know-it-all* and he didnt keep his opinion to himself
for long. Sam was average height and broad shouldered. He was also a bit
tubby, but nobody wanted to point this out to him. During lunch that day,
Sam, along with some of his cronies went up to Michael and pushed him,
claiming it was an accident. Michael ignored it but when Sam pushed him
again, harder this time, he couldnt help himself. Michael turned to Sam and
said
*Do you mind watching where youre going.* To which Sam responded,
*Well actually, yes, I do mind, ya show off*
Michael said nothing and turned away from Sam. A second later, Sam put his
hand on Michaels shoulder and turned him back to face him.
*Dont turn away from me you little...* started Sam, but he was cut short by
another voice.
*Hey, leave him alone!*
Michaels heart lept. It was Paul coming to his rescue. He turned towards the
voice and saw him there, gorgeous as ever, but now clad in silver armour,
riding a white stallion with a shield of truth and a sword of justice, Sir
Paul. In reality he was in his uniform as you might expect. Before Sam could
do or say anything more, Paul walked over to him and pulled his tie so
tight, the knot shrank to no bigger than a peanut. Paul took Michael by the
shoulder and lead him out of the cafeteria.
*Thank you so much* spluttered Michael, still awe struck. *Is there any way
I can repay you?*
*Dont worry about it* said Paul.
*Oh, but Id feel awful if I didnt do something for you. I know?* and without
thinking, he blurted it out. *?how about I give you?er?some money*
*Er?some money* said Paul back to Michael. *That isnt what you were going to
say is it* Michael stayed silent.
*Im not stupid, Ive seen the way you look at me.*
Michael remained silent, but blushed scarlet.
*Thought so. So, you fancy me.*
*Is it that obvious!* exclaimed Michael, his face contorting in horror.
*Well actually, yeh it kinda is. Look, Im flattered you like me but I dont
do guys, ok. In case you hadnt noticed, Im dating Anne-Marie. This neednt
affect anything and dont worry, I wont out you* added Paul seeing the
growing concern on Michaels face. *Anyway, lunch is almost over, lets get
back.*
They went back to maths, but Michael couldnt concentrate. He had a tent peg
in his trousers thinking of the heroic Sir Paul. He couldnt help himself. As
subtle as he could, he rubbed the head of his dick through his trousers and
pants. He came without anyone noticing.

The following day, Michael decided to give Paul some room, still feeling
embarrassed about the day before. The day was pretty uneventful, until after
English 4th period. Michael and Paul crossed paths on the way to the 5th
period. Michael stared straight on, trying not to make eye contact with
Paul, but Paul had other ideas. As they passed each other, Paul gave
Michaels sleeve a tug. Michael turned to see Paul had gone over to one side.
*What is it?* asked Michael
*Meet me in G14 after college OK.* said Paul, then he strode off.
The final bell rang and Michael made his way to G14 where Paul was already
waiting for him.
*What is it?* asked Michael
*Well?* began Paul *?its about yesterday. Can I just make sure, youre gay,
and you fancy me, right?*
Michael blushed and didnt say anything, he just nodded.
*Right, well Id like to accept your offer.* said Paul
*What the?* spluttered Michael
*Well, Ive been thinking about it. I can help you out, because I bet youd
love to see my, you know?* said Paul. *?and, well, a blow jobs a blow job
after all. So yes, I accept.*
Michaels entire body seemed to shut down while he absorbed what he had just
heard.
*Follow me* instructed Paul. Michael obeyed. Paul led Michael out of the
school grounds and to his bus stop. They caught the bus to Pauls house and
went inside.
*My parents wont be home for ages, so, lets go*
Michael followed Paul up to his room. He looked inside and thought to
himself how amazing it was to see this room, to smell it.
Paul sat on the edge of his bed and said *Right, lets get started then*
Paul slipped his shoes off and threw them to one side. Then he did the same
with his socks. He leaned backwards and lifted up his shirt, revealing a
flat stomach and a small amount of tummy hair. He then continued by undoing
his fly button and then unzipping his trousers. Michael just stared. Paul
saw him staring and enjoyed being the centre of attention. He half stood up
and slid his trousers down around his knees, then he sat down and pushed
them down around his ankles and he laid back with his legs apart. Michael
stared longingly at the bulge of Pauls boxer shorts. Paul put his hands
around the back of his boxers and pulled them all the way forward and down
to his ankles with his trousers. Pauls cock laid there limp and lifeless
whereas Michaels was about to rip a hole in his pants. Even flaccid, Pauls
cock was huge compared to Michaels. Without further exchange of words,
Michael kneeled down and Paul laid back. Michael took Pauls dick in his hand
and it twitched, now rapidly starting to firm up as thoughts of getting a
blow job filled Pauls mind. Michael felt the penis in his hands for a few
moments. It was beautiful; soft yet strong. Michael took a deep breath and
placed the penis head in his mouth. It felt warm and tasted funny, but
Michael felt another thrill pass through him. He slid the cock in as far as
it could go, and then out again. He sucked on Pauls bare manhood until Paul
started quivering. Michael withdrew the penis for a brief moment, rolled a
condom over it, and then re-inserted it. Michael sucked and licked for all
his worth until Paul exploded, groaned out loud and finally relaxed.
*Jesus Michael, that was awesome!* exclaimed Paul
As Paul lay there getting his breath back with his cock still hanging out,
Michael pulled out his own cock and masturbated furiously. He came very
quickly because of the excitement of the situation and almost got cramp in
his calves. They both got dressed and Paul saw Michael on his way, just as
the family car pulled up on the driveway.

A few days passed with nothing out of the ordinary happening. Both Michael
and Paul had other things to concern themselves with. Michael was
concentrating hard on their first assignment, and Paul was reminding himself
that he was heterosexual, the only way he knew how. It was during one of
these reminder sessions that something happened to change the course of
Pauls life forever.

Paul lay in bed next to Anne-Marie, naked as the day he was born. She lay
beside him and stroked his muscular arms. The sweep of her hand carried on
to his fingertips and then across to his mighty dragon. Anne-Marie touched
his solid pillar of rock and began to rub, then, she disappeared under the
sheets and began to suck Paul, who, had for some reason, recently started
asking for oral sex rather than regular sex. Paul rapidly approached climax.
Once there, his throbbing member spurted its white juice into the tip of the
condom and he cried out *Agh! Michael! Jesus its so GOOD!*

The cataclysmic silence that followed was deafening. For a minute or two
Anne-Marie just stared at Paul, then, she leaned forward and slapped him
hard on the face.
*You BASTARD!* she screamed. *YOU FUCKING BASTARD!* then she scooped up her
clothes and ran out of the room, tears cascading down her face. Paul just
sat up in bed, thinking. He could here Anne-Marie in the bathroom getting
dressed as quickly as she could and a few seconds later, she slammed the
door behind her. Paul climbed out of bed and, despite being very hot, a
shiver went through his body. He removed the condom, cleaned himself up, and
got dressed. He knew what he needed to do.

Michael heard a knock at the door and was surprised to see that it was Paul.
*Hey Paul, whats up?*
*Are your parents home?*
*No, not yet, why?*
*Well, theres something I need to talk to you about, can I come in?*
*Sure.*
Michaels heart leapt at the idea of having this sex on legs in his house.
Paul sat down in the lounge and Michael went to fetch some cola. Over the
next few minutes, Paul told Michael all about what had happened.
*So you see, I need to find out if I really am gay, or bi or whatever. And,
well youre gay so I thought you could help me find out.* finished Paul
*Oh. I see.* said Michael hesitantly. *Well what do you expect me to do
about it?* questioned Michael
*Just sit still, Im sure you wont mind.* And with that, Paul got to his
feet, walked over to Michael and knelt down in between his knees.
*What the?* breathed Michael almost silently. Then it dawned on him what was
going on. He looked up as though to look at it would mean it wasnt real. He
felt the button on his fly open. He felt the zip lower. He felt a soft, warm
hand on the waistband of his boxers which were being lowered. He closed his
eyes, and felt a hand wrap around his stiff cock which sprang over the
elastic of his boxers. He then felt the hand release its grip, roll a condom
over the exposed member, and then his cock slid in between Pauls lips. It
soon became clear that Paul had no idea what he was doing. Michael placed
his hands on Pauls head and took control. Paul soon got the rhythm right and
Michael started playing with his hair lovingly. Then Paul sped up a little.
Michael dropped his hands to his sides and threw his head back. He started
to move his hips to make the blow job even faster, he clenched his buttocks
and screwed up his face, his mouth wide open just to get sufficient air
until he exploded like never before firing 3 full volleys of semen. Pauls
hand was at this point down inside Michaels pants between his butt cheeks
and on feeling them relax, Paul stopped sucking and leant back revealing
Michaels boner still gleaming and wet. Still hard himself, Michael pushed
Paul to the floor.
*Right, your turn!* he said
*Stop!* demanded Paul with such force that Michael was taken aback.
*Whats the matter?* asked Michael. Paul said nothing, but undid his jeans
revealing the wet patch on his boxers. It seemed that Paul was quite happy
giving.
*That has never happened with Anne-Marie, not without her doing something to
me.* explained Paul. *So, looks like Im gay after all.* They smiled at one
another, then Michael said *Well you cant go home in those, whip em off and
Ill stick them in the sink to soak. Paul removed his trousers, then his
boxers and gave them to Michael. His penis hung there, still engorged with
blood but relaxed and loose. Michael went upstairs, cleaned himself up and
got dressed. He inspected Pauls underwear with great joy. They were red
elasticated boxer shorts with a non-buttoning pee hole. Michael looked
inside them and saw they were covered in cum. *Jesus! Where did all this
come from* Michael thought to himself. There was so much there, Michael
thought Paul must just be more sexually mature than he was. He looked around
his room and then saw what he was looking for. He took a folder off of the
shelf, took an empty polyester wallet out of it, put Pauls boxers in the
wallet and then put the wallet in the draw under his bed and returned the
folder to the shelf. The he got a pair of his own boxers out of his
underwear draw and took them downstairs. Paul smiled at Michael. *Thanks* he
said and began to put the boxers on. They were a little tight because
Michael was skinnier than he was. He pulled on his jeans, socks and
trainers, bid farewell to Michael, then left for home.

Over the months to come, Michael and Paul became much closer and just before
the summer holidays, they came out together as a couple. They are now living
together and having sex on an almost daily basis. But when Paul isnt around,
Michael goes into the draw under his bed, pulls out a pair of red
elasticated boxers, then performs a solo act with them laid on his face.

After the initial shock, Anne-Marie ran round to Darrens house. Darren,
captain of the soccer team, wasnt about to turn this pretty young thing away
so he invited her in to *comfort* her. They dated for 2 years and then got
married. She is now 4 months pregnant.

And as for Sam, the school bully, was expelled from Darwin College and
consequently failed his exams. He is now cleaning up puke at his local theme
park for minimum wage.