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Chapter 8
That afternoon at the sport field the students were in the grandstand as a passing thunderstorm deluges the grounds when Hugh spotted Evans sitting alone at one end of the large stand. He walked along the row of seats and stood directly in front of Evans who invited him quite cordially to take a seat. There was a sense of calm between the two boys and Hugh could not help but feel a sense of relief at the welcome.
"Chadwick performed well" observed Hugh as a means of getting Evans engaged in conversation.
"Do you think so?" enquired Evans, "I think he is a bit soft - crying like that_.
"Six of the best from the Head is pretty tough. It must be hard not to" replied the younger boy.
"Maybe" said Evans with a sense of finality to this part of the discussion.
Hugh pooled out at the pouring rain and started to tell Evans about the incident during Assembly and the fact that he and Mark had been summoned by Chris Williams. Evans listened to the details and also to the emotions he was feeling.
"I shouldn_t interfere," said Evans after a few moments pondering the situation "but you are mine so I_ll talk with Williams. You and Mark report as instructed and if Williams agrees he will send you to me."
"We_d much prefer to take a beating from you." replied Hugh, which startled the senior boy.
"Why?_ enquired Evans.
There was an awkward silence for a moment before the younger boy responded but finally Hugh said quietly: "Because we find you attractive."
Alan chuckled quietly, "So you don_t really mind serving me. I sought of guessed that you enjoyed the _s_e_x_ part but I wasn_t sure. Now you_d better leave - I don_t want rumors starting. Since you_re working for me, one way or another I_ll see you tonight."
Hugh wanted to say more, but having been dismissed, retreated to the other end of the stand and sat in quiet contemplation as the thunderstorm continued to pour water onto the playing fields.
Mark, who had been sitting a few rows in front of his friend, was also somewhat contemplative - but he was concerned about the malevolence in the occasional glances he was getting from Rex Chadwick and his cronies. Mark noticed the obvious discomfort of his tormentor - the seats were not conducive to being seated with a well-striped backside - and felt a mild sense of panic from the realisation that the group was probably planning some form of retribution. When and where might be a mystery but to Mark the intent seemed all to clear. He rose and ambled up to Hugh and plonked himself down beside Hugh. Without raising Mark_s hopes too high, Hugh ran over the conversation with Evans including the very brief comments about the way the two boys fancied the older House Prefect.
Mark listened and was not at all sure that he wanted to be part of a tryst with Evans and Hugh. When he considered the alternative however, he stifled his instinctive rejection of the implicit trade off. Mark looked across the pavilion and saw the handsome profile of Alan Evans, with this fine, swept back blond hair and his muscular torso and concluded that their might be some merit in letting nature take its course. He then returned his attention to Hugh - the real object of his lust and couldn_t help feeling the excitement which the peaches and cream complexion, and charming face of the boy which engulfed him. Mark was quite certain that Hugh was the most handsome boy he had ever seen and desperately wanted to establish a firm relationship with the boy. Being near the end of Lent Term, Mark was suddenly inspired to ask Hugh what he was going to be doing over the holidays.
Hugh, who was a full time boarder because his parent were continually overseas, replied that he was going to spend a few days with his uncle and aunt at the family beach house at Palm Beach but would be spending most of the holidays at School.
Seizing the opportunity, Mark immediately issued an invitation to stay on at the beach with Mark_s family who had a more modest house on the opposite side of the promontory which marked the southern entrance to Pittwater and one of Sydney_s finest boating areas. Mark_s parents had their boat moored at their beach house and tended to leave the house for extended periods during vacation to motor arount the many beach front communities and areas of National Park. Mark hoped to use one of these interregnums to be alone with the object of his affections.
Hugh smiled at Mark - fully aware of the trap implicit in the invitation. "I_ll have to ask my Uncle" he said_ "but I_m sure it will be fine."
Thus the boys made their plans and drifted off into daydreams - Mark visualizing getting Hugh alone and furthering the relationship and Hugh imagining the pleasures that nearly three weeks freedom from the School had to offer.
Later, with the storm having abated and the grounds turned to slush, it was a grubby pair of boys which showered and laughed at the familiar schoolboy jokes and jests. When done, the boys joined their classmates for the journey back to the House.
It was an uneventful evening and neither boy dwelt too long on the uncertain prospects they faced when they kept their appointment with Chris Wiliams.
Hugh had sought earlier in the evening an assurance from Evans that he would take up their cause with Williams but had elicited no response. He was confident that Evans would prevail in any argument - after all Hugh was Evan_s fag and that would. surely give Evans certain rights.
After prep the two boys made their way up the stairs to Williams rooms which were located at the opposite end of the vast building from Evans_. Hugh knocked and was duly admitted by Ivor Indyg - Williams bum boy. Ivor was a dark haired, well built and handsome boy who, the general consensus was, possessed the finest and prettiest arse in the School. Some of the boys might have disputed this assertion and indeed, the matter was often the subject of debate in the period after "lights out" at night. Clearly some preferred less prominent buttocks and some where not interested at all, but of those that were at that stage in their development, a majority clearly thought Ivor_s backside to be a thing of beauty. Williams also shared this view and, in his perverted way, with cane and penis, paid homage to Indyg_s beauty - homage which Indyg both dreaded and resented.
Ivor smiled at Hugh and Mark as they entered the study and gave a friendly and reassuring wink as if to indicate that they were about to escape Williams_ clutches and so it came to be that, within minutes, the two boys were hurrying from Williams_ study to Evans_ concerned at the prospect of the promised and agreed beating but relieved that Evans, not Williams, was to be the deliverer of their punishment.
As they turned the final corner in the corridor leading to Evans_ rooms, the two boys were brought to a sudden halt by the sight of four other boys waiting outside Evan_s door. Unbeknown to the two, Evans had caught some of the more senior boys taunting Chadwick over his blubbing at the earlier caning and had decided that such cruelty required a response.
Evans now sat in his study, waiting for Keller and Jackson to arrive. He had negotiated with Williams on the basis that he, Evans, was "looking after" Keller and therefore had a first right to cane the boy. He argued also that the boy would be less likely to complain if he, Evans, was responsible for administering the requisite beating. While Evans enjoyed administering the cane to the exposed and vulnerable buttocks of the boys, he tried not to overindulge himself in order to maintain the facade at least of normalcy. The reality was far removed and this night he had planned to indulge all aspects of his character but without the two sides of his nature being directly connected. It was this intention therefore that guided the House Prefect when Hugh and Mark knocked and entered his study. He looked up as the two boys stood at attention before him, trying to select phraseology which would keep responsibility for what he intended with the victims rather than with himself.
"You know Williams agreed that I should beat you" he commenced. "The standard punishment is six or eight strokes" he added and waited for the predictable plea.
"Evans, Mark can_t possibly take that and my bum is still cut up from last time" exclaimed Hugh "isn_t there some other way of sorting this out?"
Inwardly Evans smiled to himself. The boys he thought were terribly predictable. He now had them where he wanted them and now simply needed to ensure that they remained compliant. "I_ll think about it but while I do that I need to attend to those twits outside" he said. Looking at Hugh he added: "Would you invite one of the four in here please."
Hugh knew what Evans was playing at but knew better than to say anything so he went to the door and beckoned to the tall lanky Charles O_Donnell.
Charles straightened his back and walked into Evans_ study knowing full well that he would be leaving in a few minutes with a sore rump. He walked to the obvious position in front of the fireplace and stood silently while Evans berated him about his taunting of Rex Chadwick and lectured him along the lines of "do unto others...".
The lecture completed and the punishment therefore justified, Evans ordered the two junior boys out of the way and the offender to remove his trousers and bend over the desk.
Hugh and Mark quickly moved to the side of the room nearest the window so that they would have a side on view of proceedings and O_Donnell stepped the two or three paces to the desk and lowered his pants. He bent over the desk and grabbed the far side of the table edge revealing a bright pair of red underpants. The irony was not lost on anyone in the rooms although it might simply have been a Freudian slip on O_Donnell_s part.
Evans took from his drawer a webbed army cadet belt which he enjoyed using on occasions, particularly with the more senior boys because it could cover such a wide area. He took his position to the rear and side of the offender and, having raised the shirttails out of the target area, proceeded to deliver six blows to O_Donnell_s well developed posterior. At about the fourth or fifth stroke, Hugh and Mark could see Charles_ knuckles go white at he hung onto the desk and could hear the quick intake and exhaling of breath as each blow landed. As the sixth blow landed, O_Donnell let out a long sigh of relief that his punishment was over and that he had not cried out despite the acute pain which swept across his backside.
Evans waited a few seconds before ordering the boy to get dressed, send in the next boy and to return to his dormitory.
Peter Archer was the next to enter. Pete was a _c_o_c_k_y and mischievous character who was always in trouble. He was possessed of a remarkably rotund backside - ranking second only to Ivor Indyg in beauty according to popular consensus. Evans disliked the boy intensely not only because of the trouble he caused but because he had, during the previous year, rejected Evans_ advances in favour of another. The procedure was the repeated except for a briefer lecture and the fact that Evans pulled his cane from the cupboard, discarding the belt in favour of the more severe instrument.
Peter placed himself in the required position and was quite startled when Evans ordered him to remove his swimming costume thus leaving him totally exposed.
Evans smirked at the apparent surprise - as if a minor victory had been accomplished and proceeded to deliver six parallel cuts to the boy_s bottom. Although tempted to add a couple of extra strokes, Evans resisted the temptation having in mind Chadwick_s fate and dismissed Archer who was clearly having some difficulty in containing the tears which were welling up behind his eyes. Archer escaped however before the effort of containment became too much and was able to tidy himself up and slip into his dorm without anyone being aware that he had cried.
As Archer was recovering the remaining two boys endured six strokes of the belt from Evans. These two were brothers - Jamie and David Gilchrist - and were generally well liked by both the other boys and by the Masters. They took their punishments stoically and met in the first floor bathroom to compare damage as a matter of course - they were indeed lovers.
Having completed the formalities, and having no other duties that evening, Evans turned his attention to the two boys who had witnessed the carnage. Much to his delight, Evans noticed that both boys clothes were more prominent than would be expected and that Mark was perhaps sporting a young boy_s erection. Without any warning Evans walked over to both boys and reached for their groins to explore the extent of their excitement. Much to his satisfaction he hands found more than adequate evidence that the boys had been excited by the display they had witnessed over the past half hour. With Keller, this was almost expected but Jackson was another matter.
"Much more fun watching than receiving isn_t it" he commented. Immediately both boys blushed. Evans continued: "When you are prefects, you_ll find its even more fun giving it. Now what say you both strip down so that we can decide what top do with you. Get into my bedroom."
Mark and Hugh were quite excited at the implicit invitation to expunge their crimes with a _s_e_x_ual offering rather than a more painful one and it was almost with eagerness that they went into Evan_s_ room and quickly stripped.
Evans enjoyed observing the two beauties as they removed their clothes and was pleased to see that they were becoming more erect as that removed their final garments. Evans removed the covers from the bed and sat down across the middle of it and beckoned the boys.
Hugh moved promptly and Mark followed and stood in front of Evans. Although he had observed from a distance, Evans wanted to see the boys damaged rears from close up so while Mark stood still, Evans placed his hands on Keller_s waist and turned him around. Hugh_s backside still showed quite clearly the stripes from the last beating but in the form of fading weals rather than the violent stripes which had existed when the punishment was inflicted. Evans ran his hand down each of the trembling boy_s buttocks feeling the ridges in the soft skin. "Almost gone,_ he observed. "What a pity I now have to do more damage."
Hugh gasped a little having assumed that the obvious _s_e_x_ual nature of the intended encounter was by way of compensation for the beating which had been prescribed.
"The deal with Williams was that I would punish you and so I shall," Evans continued "only I shall not use the belt of the cane, I shall simply warm your arses up with my hand". With that he beckoned Mark to come forward and instructed the shaken boy to place himself on the proffered lap.
Mark, like Hugh, had assumed that punishment was to be of the non-violent nature and was quite trembly as he lowered himself across the Prefect_s lap. He then noticed that the older boy was maneuvering him to a position in which his penis was between the Prefect_s legs and his arse high in the air. As Evans_ legs closed, Mark was trapped only slightly but the older boy then had an opportunity to gauge his extent of arousal - the object of the exercise.
Evans rubbed his hand over the round bottom and traced the marks of the previous beating. He then proceeded to lightly slap the boy_s backside methodically moving from top to bottom on firstly the right cheek and then the left. He was not trying to hurt the boy - for well he could with his large hand - but was seeking a more intimate response which soon became evident.
Try as he might, Mark could not help but get aroused and soon was sporting a painful erection. He glanced to his right and saw that Hugh was in a similar state just inches from his face. His backside was starting to glow and instinctively he moved his face towards the object of his lust.
Evans felt vindicated by Mark_s action - he had correctly read the situation between the boys - and was now rewarded with the first display of _s_e_x_ual activity which provided the license he was seeking to indulge himself with Hugh.
As the night proceeded all three found satisfaction with the principal object of his desire - Evans with Hugh, Hugh with Evans and Mark with Hugh. Apart from a little masturbation and general foreplay, Evans left Mark quite alone and even enjoyed watching the two junior boys for a while as they proceeded to explore each other and take their friendship to a much more profound level.
Although none of them new it at the time, all three would replay the scene of that evening at Hugh_s home one summers evening some thirty years later. the relationships would be the same and all that would have changed would be the level of ecstasy which with maturity would enable them to reach.