Guy and Agnes

The Sherrif of Lincoln surveyed his pupils as they practiced with broad swords.

The youngest boys had wooden swords with the tips and edges rounded, to protect the inexperienced fighters from injury. From 15 the boys had swords like the real thing but made of wood. 2 years later they were considered capable of real swords, but sheathed ( they were not supposed to kill each other yet). He thought with satisfaction of the progress some of the boys were making.

Young Gisborne for example. Quite clearly the boy had been given some lessons before coming here. Nothing unusual there, it was not uncommon with competitive fathers, but there was something more than early training with this boy.
Riding, he was miraculous. His archery was not a strong point, his height, (at 15 the top of his dark head was already at the Sheriff's eye level) the disadvantage. Even there though he was not as bad as he might have been.

With a broad sword, let's just say that the Sheriff hoped that one day he wouldn't need to face Guy of Gisborne in a real fight. Even here in practice the boy's concentration was scary, he anticipated his opponent with increasing accuracy over time. He watched single mindedly as he and his opponent circled each other, sending out blows with startling aggression, then parrying the returning ones. Hehit his opponent more than he received.

Guy's opponent today was Peter Vasey, and he was glad. The two boys had hated each other from the beginning. Vasey, a thick set bull of a boy had grown up as a bully, and in his family was encouraged in this. He had an older cousin to live up to, who was a favourite to become a future Sherrif of Nottingham. Despite his strength, Vasey lacked the natural skill, determination and intelligence of Gisborne and had dealt with this by resorting to bullying, along with his gang .

Gisborne was not their only victim. Anyone could be fair game to them, so it was not surprising that they should also target Gisborne's best friend Hugh Lambert, a gentle academic (science was his main interest) and an intellectual. He encouraged Guy to talk and develop his intelligence.

A fighter needs to be able to outsmart his opponent, whilst Guy helped him to practice, the martial skills , although it was clear the gentle Lambert would never be a solider. Vasey and his friends saw their closeness, like brothers, as another target for their malice. 'Here come the love birds'. They would taunt mincing around. ' Been for a shag in the woods have we?'

Lambert was always upset by the relentless torments, but Guy had ceased to worry. He guessed correctly that envy was at the root of it. 'You've got more brains in your little finger, than they've got in all their thick heads together'.

He told Lambert, 'don't let them see it bothers you, just remember you're better than them'. For himself, he knew that they had always envied his talent,of which he was very proud. Recently there was another grudge they had discovered as well.

As a small boy Guy had always been pretty, now as young manhood approached he was becoming very handsome. He had noticed girls looking at him in admiration and liked it. He had already kissed a few girls, enjoying how it felt and even more so the fact that the girls clearly liked it too. So far he had not had what Vasey always termed a 'shag'.


Having an older cousin, Vasey's gang regarded him as an expert on the matter. From all he could gather, the idea was to force a girl to let you stick your cock into her pussy. It sounded to him like too much hard work. These discussions took place in the dormitory. Loudly to make certain everyone heard. Guy thought privately that forcing a girl sounded a waste of time. If a girl could enjoy kisses then why not sex as well, much more satisfying.

He was determined to find out. He knew there was a maid at the castle called Bessie who was 17 and had said she would enjoy teaching him a thing or two.

Time, he thought to see if she meant it. The next wash day Guy waited until he had an hour free, then headed for the castle drying ground. There he saw Bessie and her friends hanging washing to dry on the bushes. All the girls looked up with interest as Guy's long legged figure loped gracefully into view. 'Bessie can I have a word? In private.' Bessie gave her friends a lascivious wink, telling Guy all he needed to know.

Bessie leaned against one of the trees as Guy kissed her. For an inexperienced virgin, not bad she thought. Not one to waste time, she took his hands to her breasts and showed him how to tease the nipples with his thumbs until they were hard little buds. 'You can also do this with your mouth if a girl is naked', she explained.

Guy heard her breathing become little breathy gasps, the look on her face saying she was enjoying it. After a few minutes, Bessie lay down, and Guy lay beside her. She lifted her skirt, and guided one of his fingers inside her.

'Can you feel the wetness ? You did that ', she smiled at him ' along with this' she indicated her nipples. 'They show I'm turned on.............like this' She touched the front of his trousers, where he was stiffening nicely.

Now she moved his finger to the little bud of her clitoris. ' Most men don't bother with this, even if a girl has the sense to show them. This can really give some serious pleasure'.

She showed Guy how to gently rub her, occasionally sliding a finger inside again to wet it. Soon her sounds became little moans and whimpers and Guy could feel her trembling. He looked anxious. 'Am I doing something wrong?'

Bessie smiled blissfully. 'No way.............you're doing brilliantly' and Guy got his first experience of the female orgasm.

'Now it's your turn' Bessie unfastened Guy's trousers and fondled his cock while he removed them and his under garment. 'Just remember that when you're about to come pull out and squirt it on my belly. I don't want a baby yet.' She guided him inside the same warm wetness his fingers had felt. She knew he wouldn't last very long, and he didn't, but she was so turned on that she came again first, then when Guy spurted over her belly she massaged it in.

When they kissed and parted company, Bessie grinned up into Guy's handsome face ' If this is how you are at 15 Master Gisborne come and see me in 10 years time'.

Guy found Lambert under a tree, reading. Books were precious and expensive things, he wondered where his friend had acquired it. ' Father Anselm lent it to me from the library,' came the reply. 'It's Plato, fascinating. You look very happy Guy, what's happened?' Guy stretched luxuriously 'I've discovered women, and Vasey has got it so wrong.' The two boys happy in their own ways laughed .


They walked together for a way towards the castle, then Lambert went to return his book to the priest, and Guy continued alone. He was soon accosted by Vasey. 'Ahh another lovers tryst Gisborne'. He minced around flopping his wrist, looking quite ridiculous. Guy snapped. He grabbed Vasey by the scruff of the neck, pushed him against a tree and grabbed has balls, squeezing hard.

' Listen here Petiekins. We all know that your cousin prefers boys to women. Well that's fine by me, if it gives him and them, any pleasure, but I'm just discovering that I'm rather good at pleasuring the ladies, and I'm really enjoying it , not something you'll ever manage'. He smirked into Vasey's face, wiggling his little finger at him. It shocked him later to think how much he'd enjoyed taunting the bullying brute.

TBC