Brad, the spanking-movie star

Brad Maguire was to become the star of spanking movies; but first he had to go over his boss’s knee. It started the day I first met Billy at the burger bar. I had a part time job there: mostly I worked Saturdays because I was still in my final year at school. Billy was … Continue reading Brad, the spanking-movie star

The headmaster’s guests

The headmaster and his two guests sat drinking tea in his study. The meeting looked to be a success. They had toured the school and they both seemed very impressed. Perhaps a deal was imminent. There was a tap on the door. Blast, the headmaster silently cursed. He had forgotten all about Thompson. “Excuse me, … Continue reading The headmaster’s guests

The disgraced prefect

Worthington stood before his housemaster in the dark luxurious study, his hand deep into his trouser pocket. He was the senior prefect in the House and quite used to being called in to see Mr Whitbread; often late in the evening after ‘lights out’ and the juniors were safely in bed. This evening, he supposed, … Continue reading The disgraced prefect

Porterhouse at St. Tom’s

Please come in, sorry you caught me making some notes for a story I’m writing. It’s about something that happened last evening. As you know I’m the head boy here at St. Tom’s school and that means one of my duties is to keep discipline among the boys here. Usually, that means punishing the younger … Continue reading Porterhouse at St. Tom’s

The Tyrant Headmaster 3. The prefects’ reckoning

The Tyrant Headmaster Dr Fortescue has set about taming his sixth-formers, Episode one is here. Episode two is here.   Bob Lender looked down at the seat cushion inches in front of his face. It was patterned in greens and browns. Autumnal colours. He concentrated carefully. He needed to focus on something. Such as the … Continue reading The Tyrant Headmaster 3. The prefects’ reckoning

Rory and Alistair – part 1

Rory MacDonald eased down the handle of the dormitory door with his elbow. His arms were full of cricketing gear and he feared one of the bats was about to tumble to the ground. He was sweltering in the ninety-degree heat. Would this heat-wave never end? In an ungainly fashion he had the door open … Continue reading Rory and Alistair – part 1

The cigarette box

Sanderson bounced down the narrow passageway, feet slipping, shoulders hitting first one wall and then the next. He had to get away. Nobody must see him. Not in the state he was. If he rushed he could get to his study in time. Undetected. Victory. He gripped the handle of the heavy door, it stuck … Continue reading The cigarette box

Uploaded to YouTube

I think it all started with The Dudes. Do you remember them? They were a band that was hot for a couple of years. Their “thing” was that they all dressed in grey short trousers, the kind that schoolboys wore in the olden days. Short trousers became very fashionable. Clubs would be full of students … Continue reading Uploaded to YouTube

First Day At School

A St Francis Independent Grammar School story. Click here for the full series. John Allison walked through the gates of St Francis Independent Grammar School for the first time as a pupil. All around him boys were hurrying along, anxious not to be late. “Hurry along you tykes,” a senior boy, obviously a prefect, called … Continue reading First Day At School

After the party

The parent-teacher association Christmas party was in full swing in the school hall. Wine was being glugged and cheese snacks nibbled. Adam and Steve, senior prefects and bastions of St Simon’s Independent Grammar School, their hosting duties nearly at an end, hurried away from the festivities. “Quick, in here,” Adam opened a classroom door and … Continue reading After the party