Gay Boarding School Stories

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Boarding School Slave Ch. 02

by bonerboy95 on Dec 24, 2018
Gay Male

"Room inspection!" I hear someone say from outside my door. I open my eyes and sit up in my bed. Cody isn't here, he must have gone out while I slept in. I needed some extra sleep after staying up to work on his homework assignments all night. I pull the blanket off of myself to go open the door, but realize that I'm still naked. Whoever is outside my r...

Early Boarding School Experiences Ch. 01

by doris1957 on Apr 24, 2018
Gay Male

I started boarding at an all male school at the age of 11. It was all so different from living at home with brothers and sisters, access to TV and a normal life as a prepubescent boy. After a few weeks the novelty wore off and life started to become harder. There was great emphasis on who was top-dog and a sort of hierarchy amongst our age-group began to f...

Early Boarding School Experiences Ch. 02

by doris1957 on Apr 24, 2018
Gay Male

The story continues ... For the next few days neither of us tried to make contact with each other. I for one was still excited about what had taken place but still confused about what was really happening. It was obvious to me that it was all consensual but it was also something to be kept private between us and low-key. School life continued as before. Sw...

The School of Freedom and Love

by Jam18 on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Oh, man, it can't be morning already. I rolled around on the bed and checked the time. "SHIT," I said out loud. It was 5:30 a.m. and I only had one hour left to say goodbye to my room, to my house, to my life. Ok, maybe I was being too dramatic, but being sent off to boarding school wasn't my idea of a great eighteenth birthday present. Yep, that's how I was...

Spare The Rod

by danielblue on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

At eighteen I was the oldest boy in my boarding school. I suppose I was expected to set an example to the other boys which is why all the teachers were disappointed when I was found to be blind drunk one weekend. There were only two weeks to go until I left school for good; my exams were over and I hadn't a care in the world. However Mr. Bevan, my house mas...

Abs and I

by abadmirer on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

When I left school at the age of 18 I was very skinny ; 5 foot nine inches and weighed about 8 stone (not quite the 98 lb weakling of the advertisements but not far off!) When I went to university I decided to go to a gym to put on some weight. There weren't too many around in the late 1960s, but I found a funny old place in Upper Queen Street. We'll call it...

Woodbridge Academy Ch. 01

by elno2015 on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

I first met Matt Humphrey on a subway train one cold night in January. Well, that was the first time we actually had a conversation. We had gone to the same boarding school for three and a half years, but had never once had a conversation. Which, when I think about it, is really quite amazing, considering the fact that we only went to school with 200 guys, b...

The Thirst Within Ch. 01

by tauger on Aug 17, 2017
Gay Male

I have always known I was gay. For years I had tried to hide it. My Name is Oscar I go to a boarding school and am in my last year here. I'm 18 and still haven't found a boy friend how depressing is that. You cannot imagine the shit I have heard people say to the gay people at my school. That is the main reason why I am still in the closet. I'm 6'2...

Cummuters Pt. 02

by shiremantoo on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Part Two: Stephen Stephen and I hadn't known each other for long: His parents had returned from abroad and he had transferred from his boarding school to my day school at the beginning of term. I had been appointed his mentor, to show him around and help him to settle in and over the next few weeks we got to know each other really well. One day, we had fini...

True Love

by luvkitten on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

The Priest in my theology class at school said that the Bible claimed that real love was being willing to sacrifice your life for someone else. I guess that means that I never really loved Francis. I met Francis when I was fifteen. He was two years older than me and he was my mentor, my guide to my new school. My parents thought it was a good idea for me to...