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Mr. Harrison’s Boarding School

Mr. Harrison’s Boarding School

Black Knight Classics

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Mr. Harrison’s Boarding School

Black Knight Classics

$1.95

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Beginning of Chapter One

Mr. Harrison, the twenty-five-year-old headmaster of his own private boarding school for young boys, interviewed a new referral, Allen Winters. Allen’s records show that he had a charge of vagrancy filed against him. To the headmaster’s great delight, Allen began to describe the circumstances.

“Well,” Allen, a boy of only fifteen, said, “I was working in a lumber camp in Washington when I got into a little trouble; I thought I’d better get away as soon as I could. You see, I had stumbled onto something in the bunk house that I wasn’t supposed to know about.”

“What?” the headmaster interrupted eagerly.

“Two of the men were on the bed together, doing things to each other… lying face to face, kissing each other… naked.”

“Is that all they were doing?”

“No! One of them had his hand on the other one’s dick, sort of jerking it. They told me they’d kill me if I said anything. Then they tied me up and started playing with my own prick.” The boy got very red at this, and tried to pass over the incident.

The headmaster was excited to see that this talk had started a flow of fresh memories in the boy’s mind, leading to a growing bulge at his crotch. Harrison began to stare without shame, and ran his tongue lewdly through his lips, asking, “Did it hurt you?”

“No… it even felt good!” And with that, the long line in the pants snapped and the cook stood straight out in the shabby pants.

After that, it was not too difficult to get the story. They had kept him tied up all night, sucking, fucking, jerking, slapping, and threatening.

“I was so scared and ashamed. Then I drew my pay and started out hitch-hiking,” the boy said.

“Did you enjoy any of it at all?” Mr. Harrison asked.

“Well, I don’t know. The sucking part of it I liked. I came off so many times that I didn’t think I could ever come again. But all the fucking got my ass so sore, the only thing that helped was their sucking me off. Tied up that way, I started to ache all over, and I don’t know what all.”

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