Lament of Innocence

[coolermonster]

Hi bros,

Having read through some of the true stories contributed by the many brothers in this forum, I feel that perhaps I can share some of my own experiences. I have always been a lurker enjoying the stories and think it's time for my public service, lol. This will probably chronicle from the beginning of my sexual awareness and to how I corrupted my girlfriends since then. Hence the title of my thread, the process of the robbing of their innocence, to sex depraved monsters. (my current gf is now one who willingly swallows and drinks my cum everytime)

No points for guessing that Castlevania was 1 of my fav games on the ps2, for brothers in the know.... so here goes...

Background: There wasn't any sex in the beginning, but i guess i gotta relate this so as to let bros gain an understanding what was going on in my hormonally charged teenage mind.

The year was 1993

I was a 13 year old sec 1 boy in an all boys school. Like all other boys my age, school was a place everyone tried to act cool and basically be the alpha male. More so in a boys school. Without girls as distraction, there was alot of pent up sexual angst, and having the elusive playboy magazine (the internet was still in its infancy at that time) often meant the getting the alpha male position. You become a well liked, popular guy, the one who knows the anatomy of the female temple everyone likes to worship. Everyone wants to be your good friend because they wanna read that damn playboy magazine! That mag represented the bragging rights. Pretty much the same as now how guys will buy nice cars and show off. Haha. Such was the environment.

I was on pretty good terms with this classmate called David. He had an elder brother who got him a playboy mag from USA, so he was the alpha male. Lucky for me, since I was his best buddy, so I was the 2nd alpha cos sometimes he would lend me and I would parade the mag abit to the other guys just to show off. Thinking back now, it was fugging childish and ridiculous though.

Perhaps I should mention the fact that our form tutor at that time was a Miss Tay. She probably was in her late twenties or early thirties. She was quite a pretty lady, but in our deprived boys school environment, she was a goddess
Standing at 1.6m plus, long shoulder length hair and with B cup tits, she was the source and inspiration for daily wanks. Her fav dressing would be sleeveless tops and skirts that end 2 or 3 inches below the knees. Mini skirts were still not in fashion at that time i think.

As any hormonally charged boy would be, we would always hope to see her chao geng, but no such chance due to the relatively long skirt. So we had to be satisfied by catching glimpses of the silky bras from the gaps near the shoulder when she wore her sleeveless blouses. Her english lessons were always well received as we would pay 40% attention and 60% to trying to spy on what was the "color of the day"

Back to David and his playboy magazine.... little did we know that due to it...we would experience a run-in with our sexy form tutor Miss Tay.


Here ends the 1st part of my very 1st attempt at penning down my experiences... do let me know if I should continue and share more or if it's too boring or I should stop. Thanks bros

[alan0338]

camp here ...

[studdyme]

camping for more!

[SBY1IsTheDevil]

Set up my tent here

[binbin81]

i am camping toooo!!

[tansy]

Good writing. Please continue the story!

[diputs1269]

Interesting story, please continue

[Czar]

Nice start. More please.

[coolermonster]

One day, just as the bell for breaktime rang "RINNNNNNGGGG"

CM(me): hey Dave, you going for Royal Rumble?

D: Nah, you go ahead. My brother's got me a new issue of "you know what" . I'm gonna enjoy it first before you guys tear it up to shreds.

CM: Whoa man, got new stuff bo jio! What's it about this time?
(my xdd was feeling a slight tinge of excitment)

D: This issue is about twins man!

CM: Shit dude! You for real!?

D: Yeah, I'll pass to you when I'm done with it k? Some alone time please?

Trying to play it cool and be nonchalant about it
CM: ok man, catch ya later.

With a feeling of disappointment, i made my way down to the squash courts for the daily royal rumble.

The "royal rumble" was a game that the lower sec boys indulged in. A large group of us would gather there during break time and basically do some semi contact "walloping" of each other in the fashion of the WWF superstars. We would mock punch and act blur when being the receipent of those moves.

The squash courts had a viewing gallery for spectators of matches which was on elevated ground. Many of us would climb onto the gallery and jump down on unsuspecting schoolmates, ala climbing onto the top rope and deliver some devastating "dead move" like the superstars we idolize.

Ahah! Such was the idiocy and fun we enjoy in a boy's school.

By the time I reach the squash courts, the rumble was in full swing. The sight of schoolmates pummeling each other made me forgot about the playboy magazine and its associated disappointment. I immediately joined in to dish out some backbreakers that only fat kids weighing 85kg at 1.6m (yeah ME!) could do.

The prob with being too big and rough was that everyone else runs away from you after you delivered a few backbreakers to them. Speed wasn't my forte while strength was. After 15mins of grappling a few unlucky chaps, i decided to call it quits and walked back to the classroom.

As i opened the classroom door (door was always closed because the classroom was air conditioned) Am i giving away too many details? Not many boy's schools had aircon classrooms and squash courts i think.....

Dave was alone in the classroom, hunched over his desk, deep in concentration. I walked over and peeped over his shoulder to have a glimpse of what he was reading.

Even today, I could remember that particular page on the playboy magazine.
It was a feature on twins. And that page was showing a pair of twins wearing bunny ears and wearing boxing gloves and nothing else on them. Posing and pretending to punch each other. It was such a sensual and glorious sight and i immediately developed a raging hardon in my tight schoolboy shorts.

CM: Holy shit dude. Awesome....

D: Fuck! U scared the shit out of me!

Silence ensued... cos we both just wanted to concentrate on reading (yeah! we actually read the damn interviews with the playmates? sibei bo liao)

So it just went on. Dave flipping the pages, me watching the same content over his shoulder. Both of us with heavy breath, fully absorbed into the world of Hugh Hefner and his playmates.

Suddenly, the voice of our sexy form tutor Miss Tay came from behind us

"WHAT ARE THE BOTH OF YOU DOING?"