MH-490 Boarding House Chicken

FOREWORD

Too beautiful to be a boy? That doesn’t sound too bad. But it made life hell (and heaven) for beautiful Billy Brand. Billy was 15, innocent, sheltered, overprotected all his life by an adoring mother and a wise and sympathetic stepfather who was also a noted psychiatrist. Mother didn’t know the score, but stepdad did, and he thought it would be wise to protect the pretty boy’s future by shipping him off to an all-male military prep school, one of the most costly and exclusive in the South that had as its motto: “Send Us Your Boys and We’ll Send You Back Gentlemen.”

They were right, up to a point. They did turn out a well-drilled bunch of husky lads, all of whom spoke English correctly and with a good accent; all who had a good basic training in Latin, Math and the classics and some skills in nearly all the average run of sports.

What the school didn’t advertise, didn’t even know, perhaps, was that they also turned out quite a few teen-agers wise and skilled in every aspect of homosexuality. They could fuck, suck, rim, get married, enjoy Daisy Chains, water sports, scat, travel the SM road—whatever. You name it: They could do it—and did!

Naturally, when Billy arrived on the scene it was, as someone remarked, “like a dove descending among shrikes.”

Like a skillful juggler he manipulated his adoring circle, seduced the he-man military trainer, had twosomes and eye-opening orgies whenever the opportunity arose, and it arose often.Billy liked his men rough and dirty. He wasn’t a bit fussy and enjoyed a wild session with a sweaty electrician and had a ball with a hairy “cracker” and his twin sons. Danger thrilled him and he had the deft ability to charm his way out of some very frightening situations. He always had to do it with his body, but that was the way he liked it.