Prince Charming

"If you're a good boy and do what your teachers tell you, everything will be fine and you'll make some nice new friends," Daddy says. You sniff and wipe your nose on the sleeve of your brand-new blazer. Instead of hugging you, your father sticks his hand out and after a moment's hesitation, you shake it, wincing slightly as he squeezes it too hard.

"Bye Daddy," you whisper as you watch his coach rattle off down the driveway of your new school.

"Come on Charming, I'll show you to your room," Matron says, picking up your case and setting off up the stairs. You look around as you walk up; the walls are lined with pictures of stern-looking men and the carpet under your feet looks rather threadbare compared to the ones you have in the palace at home. "This will be your home for the next twelve months," she says. The room is divided into six cubicles, each containing a bed, a desk and chair, and a locker. Back home, your bed was as big as the whole cubicle with a feather mattress instead of a narrow bed with a horsehair mattress. "There's a privy at the end," she says, pointing. "It's teatime so you should leave your stuff here and I'll take you down to the dining room to meet the other boys."

The next few days go past in a blur. You've never been around so many other boys before, back home in the palace, you've never played with more than two at a time. Your nurses did their best to keep you entertained, but you spent a lot of time on your own, reading or building castles out of blocks. The palace was always quiet, there wasn't even any music since Mummy died and the servants had to wear slippers so they didn't make any noise when they were walking about. School was NOISY. Two hundred boys running around, laughing, arguing, and generally being boys.

You don't sleep very well that first night; the boys in the other cubicles are making noises. Some are crying and others just keep moving about and making their beds creak and you miss being tucked in by Nanny. Next morning, when you ask the boy in the next cubicle why he was crying he insists that he wasn't. He does admit that he is missing his mum and dad and he asks you if you miss yours. You shrug. "My mother is dead and The King is always working so I don't see very much of him," you say. "I do miss my Nanny though." His name is Lance, short for Lancelot, and you decide to stick together as you go down for breakfast.

After breakfast, all the new boys have to queue up to see Matron. When it's your turn, you go in and stand in the middle of her room. Matron seems quite nice and she has really big tits, even bigger than Nanny's. She is sitting at a desk and when she turns round, you can't help looking at them. "Get yourself undressed then," she says with a smile. You unbutton your shirt and hang it over the back of a chair before pulling your shorts and underpants down together and stepping out of them. "Hmmm," she says as she looks you up and down and then she tells you to take your shoes and socks off and stand on the scales. There's a measuring stick behind them and she slides the thing down onto your head. "4'8½," she writes down on a chart, then she looks at the scales and writes 48lbs.

"Lay down on the table," she says. There's a table like a doctor has with a padded top and when you lay on your back, she runs her warm hands all over your body, poking and prodding. She starts with your face, checking your teeth and then works down your ribs before switching to your feet and working up your legs. The last thing she checks is your cock and balls. When she catches hold of your ball bag it makes you nervous in case she squeezes too hard, but she just lifts them up as if she's weighing them. You're a bit embarrassed because your cock gets stiff, but she doesn't seem to mind and she catches hold of it to pull the loose skin down. She seems very interested in your cock and gets a ruler to measure it before finally telling you to get dressed.

You talk to Lance about it afterwards and she did pretty much the same thing with him, except that she didn't measure his cock. In the afternoon you have to do exercises which involve a lot of jumping up and down and running around, supervised by Mr Romeo. When you finish you all have to go into the showers together and Mr Romeo sits on a bench watching. With everyone naked under the warm water, you can't help looking at the other boys' cocks and you realise that yours is quite a bit bigger than the others.

• Mr Romeo