The Portrait of a Strict Disciplinarian

New readers should start reading this novel at Chapter 1.  The chapters do not stand alone, but are sequential components of an erotic novel in which there are 36 chapters in all, which are intended to be read in numerical order. They will be posted at regular intervals. 

But what of Bradley Caine, the Warden of Highgate School, who was himself a product of that other uniquely British institution, the public school. Although corporal punishment had been banished from life in the UK, by the year 2000 – it  had taken almost half a century to get rid of it completely – that other aspect of life, homosexuality, far from being banished by law, although not actively encouraged, was still alive and well and no longer illegal. As such, it was still very much a feature of life in public schools. So for boys like Brad, who by the age of fourteen already knew that his sexual orientation was towards members of his own sex, that modern mine of information, the Internet, was to hand at the flick of a switch and a few key strokes to answer any and all questions of the curious – not to say pruriently enquiring – mind.  Now it would be wrong to think that the public school system, where boys are cloistered away and have little chance of regular social – let alone sexual – intercourse with the opposite sex, breeds homosexuality.

The fact of the matter is that either you are born a homosexual or you are not; and if you are born that way, no amount of jaw-jaw, or so-called therapy, is going to shift you from your natural sexual desires. It is just that the public school system, with presumably the same incidence of homosexuality among its pupils as naturally occurs in the male population of the country as a whole, has a hot-house effect on those of its pupils who are true, latent homosexuals. Living away from home and sleeping together in dormitories, as public schoolboys usually do, those with homosexual leanings seem to become active sexually at an earlier age than do their counterparts in state schools, who in a less intensely intimate environment, tend to blossom a little later; but blossom they ultimately do.

As a public school boy, this is, of course, what happened to Brad.  As a key athlete in his final year at Frogmore, when he was just eighteen years old, he had attracted the eyes of one, Mr. Halliday, the then junior sports master, a confirmed and active gay, who at the time was himself only a boyish, twenty-three year old.  It has to be said that the attraction was mutual, for by his looks and behaviour when he was together with him, Brad did everything to display his willingness to cooperate, as he desperately wanted someone – anyone – to introduce him to what his internet searches indicated to him were the delights of anal sex.

And so with two like-minded young men together, the one an active gay and the other panting at the door, like a dog smelling a bitch on heat wishing to be let in, the result was inevitable. Brad’s initiation into the gay world, which was to condition his life from then on, began, one fateful day, after a rugger match, in the shower room, where he had lingered on in the faint hope that being seen naked and alone there by Mr. Halliday might bear that forbidden, but nevertheless, very desirable fruit; and that is exactly what happened.  So Brad, far from being seduced by Mr, Halliday, was, in fact, himself the seducer.

Brad had a really envious physique and a big penis to boot, which ticked all the right boxes for anyone that way inclined. In the event, that day, as Brad had hoped, Mr. Halliday did come by and saw Brad in all his youthful glory, strutting his stuff so suggestively that he simply could not resist the temptation to pick a piece of what was, even in an age of homosexual enlightenment, still strictly forbidden fruit. Sex between a school master and his pupil, was definitely proscribed, even if, as Brad then was, the pupil was above the age of consent and willing.  But sexual attraction can be so strong, as was now the case with Mr. Halliday, that caution, as it so often is, was thrown to the winds. Even the threat of dismissal for gross, moral turpitude, as the antiquated Frogmore statutes still put it, did not stop Mr. Halliday from importuning (another Frogmorism from the past) Brad; he just could not resist the call of sex; he just had to fuck the young man.

A few minutes later, in Mr. Halliday’s own changing room, Brad willingly lost his anal virginity as he took his sports master’s large and experienced cock up his backside for the very first time.  This was followed by a return bout, when Mr. Halliday, clearly fascinated by Brad’s exceptional endowment, which, truth to tell, was even bigger than his own, insisted on completing his impromptu introductory course in the rudiments of anal copulation, by persuading Brad to fuck him. So Brad’s most burning desire was fully satisfied; in a short introductory half-hour of gay sex with his sports master, he had achieved his objective and tasted the full joy of male anal sex, both as a taker and a giver of this habit-forming practice, which, to gay young men, is as addictive as is nicotine to the smoker. And it has to be said he liked both the giving and taking equally well and after that first experience, he never looked back. In a word, he was hooked, and sex became an important part of his life.

In his final year at school, Brad extended his knowledge and practice of gay sex with a number of his classmates, some of whom were of the same sexual persuasion as he was. But others, who were definite heterosexuals, were just curious, as many normal men often are, to experience the anal sex act. It is safe to say that when Brad left Frogmore aged almost nineteen to go to university, there was little he did not know – or, at least, thought he did not know – about the theory and practice of anal sex, an act in which he himself revelled, and of which, with some degree of justification, he considered himself a master. In a word, he was totally hooked on the act of both the giving and taking of anal sex, which had a hold on him in much the same way as a heroin has on its users.

Continued in Chapter 3