Prince Charming/Lancelot

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While you aren't particularly big for your age, Lance is pretty small, a good three inches shorter than you. With his curly hair and big puppy-dog eyes, he could easily be mistaken for a girl. (Which he is later on)."

"So what did Matron want," Lance whispers. It's after lights out and he is sitting on your bed.

"She wanted to look at my cock," you whisper back and then, realising that the other boys might be able to hear, you pull him down on the bed beside you. You are laying on your back and when Lance rolls onto his side you automatically put your arm around him. "She's got pictures on her walls of little boys having sex with older women," you whisper.

"Your cock's really nice," Lance says you feel his hand sliding into the opening at the front your pyjamas. "Are we best friends," he asks as his fingers wrap around your stiffening shaft. You don't really want to say anything so you just nod. "I had a best friend back home," he whispers. "He's older than us, about ten or eleven I think; his mum worked in our kitchen and he did some cleaning and fetching and carrying." While he's speaking, he's sliding the loose skin up and down your stiff cock. "After mummy put me to bed, he would sometimes creep into my room and get in bed with me."

"Did you play with his cock," you ask.

He nods. "He liked me to suck it. Would you like me to suck yours?"

You lift your head and look down at him. "You can if you want." He doesn't answer, but turns around, pushing the covers down at the same time. You just lay there on your back as he pulls your cock over and sucks it into his mouth. With only the moonlight, you can't see very well, but you can feel his hand gently squeezing your balls and his tongue working on the head. After a few moments, he lifts off. "Is that okay," he asks, wiping his lips with the back of his hand.

"Do you want me to suck yours," you ask. He doesn't reply, but scrambles across and gets his knees either side of your head. His cock is quite small but stiff. As you suck it into your mouth, it occurs to you that this is the first cock you've ever sucked except when you turned yourself upside down in the bath and managed to get your own tip into your mouth.

It's quite enjoyable, but you don't have a cum, and eventually, he scrambles around, climbs right on top of you and kisses you on the lips. It's strange to be kissing somebody smaller than yourself, and after a moment's hesitation, you kiss him back, fencing with your tongues at the same time. When he breaks off the kiss, he's breathing quite hard and he rolls over and sits up on the side of the bed. "That was fun, do you want to do it again some other night," he says, not looking at you.

You pull him over, put your hand down inside his pyjamas and give his cock and balls a gentle squeeze. "I'll look forward to it," you whisper.