“He was not holding me now, so I put my hand on the front of his pants and said, 'I have a good mind to take yours out, to pay you back for doing it to me.'
“'All right, you can if you like; it is only a fair return.'
“This quite took my breath away, but when I looked up at him and saw that he was in earnest, I thought it was rather a good joke, so I unbuttoned his breeches and took his thing out. It was a whopper and no mistake. And it was as stiff and huge as a cricket bat. He let me pull it about for a minute or two. He sat back on the chair and his eyes closed part way as I stroked his gigantic member.
“He began to groan softly, and I must confess it felt terribly good to take a man so large and place him into such a state of ardor; it made me want to keep at it.
“'You must stop soon, Lacy, or I shall spend,' Ferguson whispered hoarsely.
“I said nothing in return, and though I had begun to tire, I redoubled my efforts and brought both hands to bare upon my master's tremendous cock. Up and down I kept at it, as if churning butter at my grandfather's farm, rubbing him and massaging him until he gasped and cried out, 'Oh, oh Lacy, I am spending!'
“Creamy sperm flooded out of the head of his cock in great gobbets, washing over my fingers in a mad rush toward his balls.
“And then he suddenly said that I had better finish my exercise, and we both buttoned up.
“I promised him not to tell anybody; but after that, it was the usual thing to let me look at his as well.”
“Well, didn't he satisfy you? Didn't you ever do anything else?” I asked, being interested by what he had already told me and eager to know more.
Lacy smiled a little. “I can tell that you are not a greenhorn, Powerscourt,” he replied. “It isn't likely that we were going to stop at what I have said. Ferguson put me up to a lot of things on the quiet. The next time I had his cock out, he let me play with it and pull it about, just as I liked, and I allowed myself to be convinced to let Ferguson do the same to me. He has a delicate touch for such a large man, and I have found our encounters quite pleasing. We have often done it since then and more things too.” Then he said slyly, “I dare say you do it also, don't you?”
“Yes,” I said. “I know all about it; everybody learns about those things sooner or later. Is that all you have done with him?”
“You want to know a lot,” Lacy returned. “Anyhow, there's no harm in telling you the whole story. We used to sleep together as often as possible and he would fuck me between the legs. He wanted to go into my bottom once, but I wouldn't let him. He told me that he had often done it or had it done to him, but I didn't fancy the idea somehow.
“I say, I've got a cockstand after all this talking; haven't you?”
“I should think I have,” I answered and showed him. “Shall we have a rub? There is no one about.”
“I don't mind, if you don't,” he replied, unfastening his trousers. He had a very elegantly shaped cock, not small, though not too large.
I sat down in the bottom of the punt by his feet and commenced to finger his member, which was fully as erect as I could have wished it to be.
“Would you like me to give you a suck?” I asked.
“What an idea!” he exclaimed, “You can if you wish. I've never heard of that before.”
“Hasn't Ferguson ever done that to you?” I asked.
“No, indeed,” he replied. “He never suggested such a thing. I've not thought of it either. It's a good notion. I shall tell him about it.”
“Don't say where you learned it or who taught you,” I cried with an admonishing gesture. “You must not tell tales, you know.”
“Certainly, not,” answered Lacy, “You must not fear that. I used to think you were such an innocent chap. It doesn't do to go by appearances always. Where did you pick up these things?”
I responded off-handedly, “I've done this before and you soon get to know a bit. Perhaps I had an extra good training though.” And I commenced to lean forward in order to put my head between his legs and began to lick his elegant cock. Lacy was a striking chap and the beautiful shape of his cock suited him. He gently stroked my head as it bobbed up and down between his legs.
“I think you must have had,” he said huskily at length. “You needn't suck any more, yank me properly now.”
I obeyed and soon brought him to a discharge in a much shorter time than I expected.
After his own affair had been carried to a finish, he turned to me and by now I was quite ready for his affections, in which he showed himself an expert and he watched the final result with great interest.
“I think there is not much difference between us,” he said. “We both made about the same, didn't we? Now we have got to know each other very much better. We can pal up to one another more. That is, if you don't object.”
“Not in the least,” I said. “And my chums, Rutherford, de Beaupre and the Duke, will be only too pleased, I am sure, if you join our circle – that is, whenever you can drag yourself away from Ferguson,” I added with a smile.
After the breaking of the ice between us, as I related, Lacy often joined our company when were going out for a jaunt together and we found him a very pleasant associate.
In particular, he made a confidant of me, and would inform me of all his adventures with Ferguson. “I made him very mad the other day,” he said once. “You know the privy upstairs, don't you? It has some colored glass in the door, which you can see through, if you are close up to it. Well, I was going there, and Ferguson came after me. He called me but I didn't stop; and he followed me right to the closet. I saw him looking through the door as I was letting down my breeches, and just to annoy him, I pulled up my shirt and began jerking off in front of him.
“I knew it would upset him, and he begged me to open the door and let him in. I wasn't going to do that. I just screwed up my nose at him and went on. He got into a frightful state and I believe he would have burst the door open, only he was afraid of attracting somebody's attention.
“Anyhow, he stayed there with his nose up against the glass, pulling a long face and drawing his lips in tightly, biting himself almost. I still didn't take pity on him and kept on the job till I had finished, calling out to him as I shot the load.
“He waited until I came out and began to blow me up, but I told him not to be silly and he calmed down. Later that night, I think he would have taken me by force if I hadn't given in, he was so keen on it.”
It will be seen that in one way or another, I found plenty of diversion, and I felt very contented with my lot. I could not congratulate myself sufficiently on having the good fortune to make such staunch friends, and both work and play were so congenial that I was as happy as the day was long.
There could not be four better comrades than myself and my three chums and I do not think that we ever had a serious dispute or difference during the whole time that we were associated together.
I often now go over again in my mind the fun we four had, and, if it were possible to fulfill such a wish, I would be glad to live through this period once more. There is a freshness and vivacity about youth that never comes a second time once it is past; but fortunately, memory remains and carries the recollection with us to brighten our after years.
Charles Lamb says in his Asseys of Elia, that it is not good or advisable for older people to associate intimately with younger, but I, for one, refuse to bow to the weight of his authority. I have always found the greatest delight in youthful society, speaking as a man; and I can regard with some envy those fortunately placed people, such as schoolmasters, who pass their lives in the midst of a perennial atmosphere of youth, and in doing so, are able themselves to retain a youthfulness of spirit even in advancing age. But I must not stop thus to moralize; only Lamb's words occurred to me as I wrote, and I could not let them pass unreputed…