Re: Tony and me at school.
Posted by Ian on December 14, 2020 at 11:23:47
In Reply to: Re: Tony and me at school. posted by Fozzy on December 13, 2020 at 20:07:18:
We were generally allowed to go outside if it was wet at lunchtimes. Some of the guys were happy to get deliberately wet by splashing around in any puddles they could find, but most of us stayed under the various covered walkways and larger areas that were dotted around the buildings, a couple of which were built without a ground floor except for an entrance and stairs, I think those ground-floor areas were originally intended as car parking for staff when the place was first built before the school expanded when it amalgamated with a couple of others in the 1970s. We were not allowed out onto the playing fields unless specifically sanctioned by a teacher and then only if wearing sports kit, it was fun sometimes watching a few boys from one of the school teams doing their training in the pouring rain and getting a soaking, but if you were caught getting deliberately wet in uniform – I mean really wet, like laying down in a puddle, not just damp trouser legs from kicking a ball around – you’d almost invariably get a detention.
We didn’t ‘know’ it was OK to explore each other, it just happened one day when Tony stepped into the shower with me. We both agreed that if either of us said ‘stop this’ for any reason then we would instantly do so and rethink things. We have never had a disagreement or argued about anything ever since we met; whereas I was always arguing, in a friendly manner, with my brothers. I think we were both fairly innocent in matters of sex for longer than most boys – I knew the mechanics of it from school lessons, with added detail from my brother Sam – but I think I was fairly late in actually having sex for the first time. It was at uni after a party and going back to a girl’s room, we were both 19 and both a little drunk, but not enough to stop me performing after she urged me on; it was fun but not as earth shattering as I had thought it might be: disappointing would sum it up, not her, but the actual act itself. Doing it with Tony a few months later when we met up was far, far better.
We lived about a twenty minute drive from school, so we had a five minute walk to a pick-up point for the school bus and with other stops it took forty or forty-five minutes. We’d get wet if it rained just like anyone else but we didn’t deliberately get wet like some guys who walked from home to school.
We had a pool at school and we were taught life-saving, but all of us could swim before we started primary school and knew the life-saving drills as well. It was still fun doing the ‘jump in the pool in your clothes’ thing, we’d been doing it all the time anyway, it was only slightly different at school in that we had to wear underwear rather than going commando! Getting muddy in rugby kit (vest if cold, long-sleeve shirt, compression shorts, rugby shorts, socks and boots) was great fun and the look of the wet kit dripping mud and water always gave me a semi at least, not very comfortable in tight compression shorts!
Keep the questions coming, Fozzy, as I’ll be writing more – can’t stop now I have started!