Staff Briefing
Wankhurst was probably not the top college in England, but certainly the staff and students thought it was. The college for young men of 18 or over upheld privilege, Christian teaching, courage, hypocrisy and snobbishness.
It was very masculine, apart from the nurse and some of the catering staff, all were male, including The Head of College, and all students. Equality was simply not part of the teaching.
As with all colleges like this, the young men were sexually frustrated, but here so were some of the staff. The non married teachers and some of the married ones railed against homosexuality (gay was a word for the long distant future). But unmentioned, staff eased other staff members' members!
Two of the strongest critics of all things male to male sex were Mr Putrid and Mr Sexton. Strange then that both were naked in Putrid's apartment, looking through pictures of nude men.
"Where did you get these from Sexton?"
"Oh, I acquired them in some small back street shop in Jerkham, Putrid. Naturally I disapprove, but they make me rather hot and hard : such an uncomfortable state to be in!"
Quietly Putrid knelt down at the feet of Sexton, as the latter sat open legged in his chair. Slowly Putrid took hold of Sexton's hard, veined cock and slowly wanked it. Easing his hand a little further down as the bum lifted slightly, he used both hands to fondle and soothe the ripe, full balls, tongue and mouth causing the cock to jerk and grow even stiffer as the pre cum seeped into the hungry mouth. The mouth acting as the substitute for a warm pussy, Sexton began to make steady fucking motions inside the delicious trap. The crude slurping sounds were mixed with groans and sighs from Sexton, the air filled with the smell of aroused males.
This could and should have lasted, it was such bliss for both men, but with a terrible cry, Sexton surrendered his hot, white sperm into Putrid's willing mouth. The recipient held most of it within, before sharing the rich spoils from mouth to mouth, the most delicious of kisses.
Inspection
The following afternoon, in the couple of hours between sports and dinner, often a time for self- relief; Putrid was doing one of his rare checks that all was well in the college grounds. Thinking about his fun with Sexton, he felt like getting to a quiet place and having a memory induced masturbation
His route took him to the basement store rooms; here he noted a door normally locked was very slightly ajar. Soft noises were coming from the room, the sound of sighs and excited breathing.
The room was the bedding store room. Putrid slowly entered and saw two students naked; lying on some soft blankets, firmly wanking each other's reddened cocks. The boys' faces also went red when they saw Putrid.
"Dobbs and Tongue, what are you doing." A silly question really, but that is how it is with lecturers.