Special Lessons at Green School

At the time I attended high school, it was also quite popular for kids to attend Green Schools. Which included short, two to three day excursions out of the city, into rural nature scapes, where we would walk in forests, meadows, or hills. Our lunches were meager and handy foods we could carry in back-packs then cook over an open fire, it was usually sausages and we baked potatoes in ashes and so on. No museums, theatres, cinemas, and that kind of boring shit.

A Few weeks after beginning my second year of high school, my class and others in our year, were allowed to organize such an escapade which is loved by all pupils.

After two hours bus drive we reached a small country village surrounded by gorgeous landscapes od, green fields, a forest and a peaceful lake. Our accommodation was a large country house converted into a motel with homey restaurant, which served delicious, home-made tasting meals.

We were split by gender, all the boys from two classes were mixed in the rooms, and so were the girls. I got a room with two boys, Andrew and Mirek I barely knew them from school, but we got along pretty good.

During the day the group helped doing farmer’s work for two or three families. We experienced collecting hay from fields, using horse driven wagons.

Of the Fifty city boys and girls doing these chores, I am sure it was the first time in their lives to handle rakes and forks. Of course we fooled around like idiots, but we managed not to harm anybody. We did the work peasants for one full week. The families were very grateful and invited us for big campfire and provided us with several sacks of potatoes, home-made sausages to be grilled, and fresh vegetables.

Our teachers were kind enough to pretend not to see the bottles of spiked lemonade some kids had crafted. Our lemonade was composed of 50% juice and 50% of vodka. While the bottles circulated among us all, it happened that one teacher got herself a portion of “pupils lemonade”.

“Hmm, never tried before this brand of lemonade” she said with a big grin on her face.

Two boys had guitars and played popular scouts songs while most of the teens sang along. After a while, “pupils lemonade” presented us all the courage to sing the songs of pre-war cavalry. They were very popular, but absolutely forbidden, because they glorified Polish heroes giving a rebellious kick to the Soviet invaders.

I love music, but never sing, as I warble terribly in and out of Key. That evening I sang quite well. Apparently lemonade offered perfect pitch to my singing voice, or my ears?

Long after the midnight we finally returned to our Rural motel. The Teachers had been tolerant of our “pupils lemonade”, but that did not translate into the allowing any intimate male-female student relationships. Taking turns, they staged hall monitors in the corridors to prevent boys sneaking into girls rooms.

Back in our room, drunken from lemonade, plus sweaty and dirty after a day working in the fields, Mirek, Andrew and I we each had stripped naked, wearing only towels only wrapped around our waists. We all needed to take a shower, so we all migrated past the hall monitor to the bathroom. In this wing of the house the shower was very small, only for a single person, but we managed to get us all three in there. Seeing two boys naked, I was getting boner, so I turned back to them. I didn’t know them well and was a bit afraid of their reaction. While washing my hair I felt suddenly someone’s hand stroking my dick! Just a few strokes were enough to make me rock hard. I rinsed my hair, turned round front to them and with a less than pleasant voice I asked

“Which one of you did it?” they were a bit confused by my reaction and said nothing. I noticed they got boners too.

“Fuck! If you started something, then finish it!” I said and laughed loudly, then I grabbed Andrew’s dick. He took in his hand Mirek’s, so Mirek took mine. Laughing we jerked off each other, but it didn’t last long. Other boys were knocking on the bathroom door. We rinse, put towels at our waist towels and returned to our room.

“Shall we finish what we have started?” asked Andrew as he dropped his towel. Now I could see them well instead of cramped in that tiny shower stall…. I liked the view.

“You are right, it’s unhealthy to interrupt” I said and dropped my towel. Mirek joined us and we wanked each other.

“Are you a good skier Carlo?” Asked Mirek.

“Not at all. I only saw skiers in TV” I answered wandering what he meant.

“Okay yeah, we will teach you. Sit on the bed” I did so.

They sat on my left and right side.

“Now take our sticks in your hands and move like the skiers do” instructed me Mirek.

I laughed, as I never heard about “skier’s wanking”. I took both dicks in my hands and moved slowly, speeding up a bit.

“Oh yes! You are quite good skier!” said Andrew and grabbed my dick. Our hands speeded and Andrew passed my dick to Mirek’s hand.

“Fuck! Faster! Faster, I am close to FINISH!” moaned Mirek. He exploded with huge shot, covering his chest, belly and my hand with his cum. Andrew watched him and shortly erupted. We looked at each other and laughed.

“Nice skiing” said Andrew. We breathed heavily and smiled.

Luckily we had a washbasin in our room, so we cleaned the mess and Andrew withdraw from his bag another bottle of “lemonade”.

I sat on my bed with glass in hand, they sat on the opposite bad and we laughed, talked and sipped our drinks. I was never a big fan of vodka, so they finished a second glass before my first glass was half empty. Finally we decided to get some sleep, or we all passed out.

I woke up at the first of dawn, but didn’t want to move, keeping my eyes closed, trying to have some more sleep. Then in my lazy slumber I heard some whispering between Mirek and Andrew.

“What happens if see us?”

“He won’t. He sleeps deeply”

“Are you sure?”

“Carlo? Carlo?” I heard my name whispered, but pretended to sleep.

“Come on, he is sleeping”.

I waited a bit and slightly opened my eyes.

I was sleeping on my belly with my face turned left, so I could see the opposite bed with Mirek and Adam there laying in a 69 sucking their dicks!

Fuck! My peter jumped immediately up and I wanted to join them. I watched as my dick ached with a monster boner poking into the mattress. I couldn’t hold back any more, I decided to whisper.

“May I join?” My voice did not comply with my intent, but asked loudly, with the energy of my dick. They jumped up scared-like, their faces twisted with horror.

“You are a bad, selfish pair. I also like *ice cream” I said laughing.

“You bastard!” Andrew was mad. “You frightened me deadly”.

“Don’t talk too much, just suck my dick” I pushed my boner closer. He smiled and took my peter into his mouth. The bed was a single, quite narrow, but somehow we manage to lay in triangle. Andrew sucked me, I sucked Mirek and he sucked Andrew.

We were sucking each other, trying not to moan loudly for several minutes, then progressively about 15 seconds apart we each cummed.

“You bloody selfish cocksuckers! You wanted to deprive me of *ice cream?”

“Sorry, Carlo. We wanted *ice cream, but we were afraid of your reaction.” said Mirek.

“I see that you both are good wanking and sucking buddies. Do you fuck each other too?”

“No! We don’t. do you?

“My ass is still virgin and will remain so. How long you guys been playing around together?”

“We know each other since we were little. We are neighbors and our families are all friends. W e went to the same kindergarten, primary school, now to high school. We spent our summer holidays together” explained Andrew.

“Did you guys fuck any girls?” They hesitated for a moment, then admitted that they kissed and touched only, but nothing else.

“We dream to get one girl and to fuck her together” Andrew smiled.

“When you find such girl, call me. I will join you with great pleasure” I said.

Our lusty and wishful thinking was interrupted by loud door knocking and shouting

“Wake up! Breakfast in ten minutes!”

Breakfast served in that motel was delicious. Everything was homemade, like white cheese, hot rolls, fantastic sausages, fresh tomatoes and so on. Every kid ate a full stomach of this excellent meal. I think the girls ate more food than us boys.

That morning for three or four hours we spent exploring in a forest, collecting different mushrooms, eating blueberries, wild raspberries, blackberries and wild strawberries. Our hands and faces were black, red and may other colors from sun, wind, and natures spoils.

After the lunch we went to have fun at the lake. The water was shallow, only up to our chests, so it was difficult to swim. Instead we had fun splashing water on the girls, bouncing a big water ball and so on. Seeing all those young girls in their small bikinis caused a lot of boners, so most of us stayed with our waists under the water.

After our delicious dinner finished, we were offered sweets. Some of girls choose ice lolly’s, and had great fun teasing us. They pretended not to look at us boys, but gave us a horny show of slowly licking and sucking their ice creams.

As soon as we entered our room, we stripped naked, Andrew and Mirek pushed two beds together, and we all stripped and sucked each other. We were so excited by the girls show, that within two, three minutes of sucking we cummed.

“Fucking pervert bitches! I almost cumed in my pants watching them!” said Andrew.

We rested a bit, cleaned up our cum peckers, had some “lemonade” and talked about girls.

As I looked at those two young dicks with low hanging balls, I gathered them side by side. So I could lick and suck them both in turns. I had two sweet soft dicks and balls, eventually making them both rock hard.

“Oh yeah Carlo. You are a fucking good cocksucker” Andrew moaned loudly.

“Shut up stupid! The teachers walk the corridor” warned Mirek.

I proceeded with licking and sucking, peering up to see their faces. By their grimaces and moaning they confirmed that I was really good sucker. I didn’t hurry, I remained stationed at their tasty crotches a prolonging the play. The musky smell of his earlier cum spray lingered on Andrews balls and Mirek was oozing pre-cum. I lavished in their warm thighs as I swapped my service from dick to dick. In my indulgence they both begged for faster action, but it was my perverted pleasure to make it as long as possible It took more than fifteen minutes before I allowed them to cum..

After they shot their loads, the laid exhausted, breathing heavily.

“Wow! That was amazing! We have to do this back in Warsaw” said Andrew.

“With pleasure. If you want, I can have my other wanking and sucking buddies join in” I proposed.

“How do you know them?” Mirek wanted to know

“I know them from my class”
 
“Sorry man, we’d prefer not to increase circle of boys knowing our sweet secret. We are afraid someone would spread a rumor that we are gays” said Mirek.

“Are you?”

“No, we aren’t. We can’t wait to fuck girls, but in a meantime we like to experiment.”

We talked for a while, had some more “lemonade”, finally they took care of my dick and balls, licking and sucking it together. They paid me back doing it slowly and driving me crazy.

We met together several times in Warsaw for wanking, sucking, and sometimes cumming between ass-cheeks. I asked them again to meet with my other buddies, buy the refused.

* Ice Cream is also Polish slang meaning "to give a blow job".

Carlo