Magnus, aka Madz,
A very Special Student 

By: Ruwen Rouhs
(© 2022 by the author)

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Chapter 15
Haakon's diary

At the beginning we all stood at our desks. "Hello children," the round-faced woman in the dress with a flashy floral pattern greeted us. "I am your homeroom teacher! Are you as excited as I am about the first day in a new school? Are you?" She looked from the girls to the boys and back and smiled sweetly, "We want to get to know each other!" that sounded more than threatening, "I'm Mrs. Meyer, remember written with ey. Now I'll call on one student after the other. Whoever is called, raises his hand and then he may sit down!" She took a short breath and, " Angenet, Klaus!" Klaus raised his hand and then sat down. On it went, "Brunner, Emil!" I didn't know him. But a blond boy raised his hand and sat down, "Carstens, Haakon!" no one spoke up. Mrs. Berg shrugged her shoulders, "Dell, Maria!" The first girl was called. She curtsied and sat down, smiling. "Flögel, Clara!" "Me, me!" cried a blonde, waving both hands wildly in the air. And this way it went on. At the end, there were only two students left standing, a rather tall boy and me. Mrs. Berg called out, "Porchart, Robert!" The boy nodded and sat down. I, however, was still standing in the pew. Mrs. Meyer went through the list again. She had checked off all the names except one. She looked at me with a furrowed brow, "What's your name?" The boys laughed, the girls giggled, I blushed and stood there like a watered poodle. Quietly I said, "Haaki!" She frowned even harder. Searched the list of names with her index finger. Frowned even harder, "Haaki???" she asked stretched, "Haakon Carstens?" I shrugged my shoulders. "I guess so! Your parents call you Haaki? Haaki, that's not a name. So here your name is Haakon. Sit down Haakon!" From then we were enemies, the whole first grade through, also the second, the third through, until in the fourth grade Mr. Eggers became our class teacher. From then I enjoyed the lessons.

Only a few people are allowed to call me Haaki, Carlo, my brother, of course, and Paul, his best friend, for ages. Now also Alies, my friend since my start in Hallberg. Alies, with the full name Alois Bundschuh, are allowed to do it and his brother Anders. Alies and Anders are half-brothers and have different mothers but the same mysterious father. Anders full name is Andreas Dürr. Since last night, Madz is also allowed to call me that, Magnus Felden. He's Anders' friend. I better could call him Anders boyfriend. Magnus Felden, aka Madz is Paul’s Ganymede. Why ever Ganymede, because Paul is not pedo, that is pedophile. I know that from my own experience. My big brother Carlo and Paul have been a couple for as long as I can remember.

With Madz it seems to be different, Paul likes him, Carlo too, Alies anyway, but certainly not only because he is Anders' best and only friend. Even the Father Mayer seems to have taken a fancy to him, because he came by especially when we were celebrating Madz's arrival at "Alois Bundschuh: Short-wave, Long-Wave, Water-Wave” house. Suddenly he was standing in front of the door and wanted to join the celebration. The whole evening, he either put his arm over Magnus' shoulder, as he calls him, or fed him, i.e. served him! I don't think he would have come for me or Anders, even when he pretended to do so, because from tomorrow on we three will be students at the Hallberg Boarding School. He emphasized, "Magnus, Andreas and Haakon, I am glad that you are now my students, and from you two," he looked at Carlo and Paul, "I expect you to keep a special eye on the three of them.

We, that is Carlo, Paul, Anders, Madz and I, are now the village father’s "Gang of Five. I just hope we don't have to turn the Boarding School upside down like Mao's successor, the Gang of Four, did with China in the Cultural Revolution. They were four, but we are five! I just hope we don't have to shake up the Boarding School from the bottom up, or do we? I bet the town Father Meyer wouldn’t like that. After all, he's in charge there.

Well, I digressed. Actually, I just wanted to tell you what has happened since last night. I hope it will be important for all my future life. But it is better to repeat what happened in the last two weeks before.

For two weeks now, I have been living here in Hallberg, more precisely in Hallberg Castle, in the old castle building where my brother Carlo resides as chaplain. It was quite exciting and took some fighting before my parents agreed to let me transfer from the high school in the big city to a boarding school in a small town. "You have to promise to work hard from now on, HAAKON. You can't repeat another year. And the idea with the art study, get that out of your head. Become something useful, useful member of the society, like your brother. You don't have to become a priest, a lawyer is good enough for us!"

My parents had been working on me for weeks, since it was clear that I will be held back in school again. What I quoted above came unison from their throats! Luckily, I had Carlo and he had the best connections to the Hall Boarding School. Long speech short sense, at the end of the summer vacations father brought me to Castle Hallberg, "You carry the responsibility for your brother, CARLO! In two years, he'll have his high school diploma and make sure he forgets about art."

He was gone and I was in the middle of nowhere, i.e. in a town with two and a half thousand (oh so many!) inhabitants, a crumbling castle, a church, an elementary school and the famous Hall Boarding School, but no swimming pool, no movie theater, no art museum, if you don't count the holy pictures hanging in the church and in the castle. This with the museum is not quite true. There was the dark ground-floor in the keep. The purest chamber of horrors with all its instruments of torture. The creeps ran down my spine as long as the room was in the twilight. Once the light was on, the instruments of torture looked sooo harmless, at least not nearly as scary as in the Dracula movie.

On the first evening I didn't know anything about the village. After the early dinner I just sat there and felt sorry for myself. When a figure appeared at the glass door to the garden. I was about to retreat, "Your confession child?" I wanted to know. Carlo just grinned,

"He would certainly have something to confess, but that's not why Alies comes. HE is curious about the Great Haaki, my little brother!" "What did you tell him about me? That I failed in school, two times?" I hissed indignantly, "I'd better go!"

Apparently, it took Alies too long. He unlocked the door and before I could escape, he showered me with questions. By the time the evening ended I knew all about him, i.e. I knew all about him, his half-brother, his store and had an invitation to the next soccer match. "I'll pick you up Haakon, but already at two, because I'm the goalie and I have to change before the game. The game starts at three." In the same breath he turned to my brother, "Are you coming too Chaplain or do you have to hear confession on Saturday night?" at this he winked at Carlo. Something was up. I should have guessed what! Carlo declined the invitation with thanks!

I knew soccer only from the school or from the television. On Saturday I was amused by the clumsy efforts of the players on both sides. District class!!! It was especially funny because the spectators protested loudly at every decision of the referee. Alies was not bad as a goalkeeper and when he declared after the game "I have saved City Hallberg the victory!" I had to agree with him. The beer break afterwards wasn't much fun either, even though the soccer girls swarmed around me. They also swarmed around Alies, but he didn't seem to care about them either. He devoted himself entirely to me.

When he brought me back to the castle after dark, he invited me, "You probably don't have any plans for next week. Come on, I'll show you the city and the surroundings. With school just starting, I'm sure you will have time." I talked myself out of it, although I thought Alies was kind of cute, maybe not cute, but cuddly! After all, he was almost a head shorter than me but he had a lot of muscles.

Then, the next Saturday Magnus came, meaning Paul brought him on the motorcycle, and the story between me and Alies took off.

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No sooner were Carlo and Paul on their way home with the village pastor than Anders ducked out, "I'll take Madz upstairs and show him his kingdom!" With much laughter, he first chased Madz up the stairs, then down again and into the bathroom, "I still have to brush my teeth!" and then it quickly became quiet in the house.

"I'll wash up first and clean up. Because on Sunday the room must be clean and next week I also have a lot of plans. Will you help?" When I looked a little surprised, "Didn't you know that only Anders and I live here? I play the father and the whole village is watching me. Now, when Madz is going to live here too, a few old hags will surely look even more askance. Fortunately, the Father Mayer has given his blessing!"

There was no point in pressing now. Faster than I thought, everything was spotless and the full moon was shining through the window into the dark living room. The light was reflected in the glass cabinet on the opposite wall. Little flashes of lightning shot through the darkness from the old crystal glasses. Alies took me by the elbow and began to pull me up the stairs, "You're staying here tonight, OK." When I quietly tried to protest, he tilted his head and put his index finger to his lips, "Don't wake Madz and Anders! I have something to show you! Come on!"

His room was bright, as the window was very large and the moon seemed to shine much brighter here in the attic than in the lower floor. I recognized the room immediately from his descriptions after the soccer game, the shortwave equipment next to the window, the wide desk in front, the TV, the bed in the alcove at the back, and the large mirrored closet on the back wall of the room. Alies sat down on the edge of his desk with his back to the window. I stood next to it. "Please, tell me about you." Alies asked, "I've told you so much about myself, you already know me inside out. Of you I know almost nothing, only that you are taller than me, have red curls and blue eyes and are from the big city. But I want to know much more, everything!" He turned his head to me, which I could observe in the mirror.

At first, I didn't know what I should tell him. We had only known each other for such a short time. "I want to be a painter or direct movies!" I began. "That's why my parents sent me here. In the boarding school I'm supposed to study and not get distracted like I did in the big city." Alies nodded, but didn't comment. "I love Hieronymus Bosch, the two Breughels, and the fantastic paintings painted in that time. But especially Bosch." I hesitated a bit. Alies seemed so down-to-earth, so different from the people in the city. But then I dared, "I especially like Bosch because of his fantastic paintings. Do you know the Ship of Fools, the Hay Wagon, the Garden of Delights, the Seven Deadly Sins?" When he shook his head, I began to describe scenes from the Garden of Delights. I mirror it seemed as if his eyes grew larger and larger. Suddenly he turned his head toward me.

The full moon was shining through the garden window. It was now right behind us and the shadows of our heads could be seen in the mirror like paper cuts against the lunar globe. I watched as Alies turned his face to me and breathed a kiss light as the summer wind on my cheek. I was startled. At first, I was unsure what to do. But then I turned my face to him and our lips carefully probed each other. Suddenly we were gaining confidence, both of us. Alies slid off the edge of the desk, took me by the hand and pulled me to the bed. He sat down, pulled me close, pushed up my shirt, and hid his head in the pit of my stomach.

His hair was straight and shimmered dully in the dim light. I began to stroke it, then got bolder and reached under his arms and pulled him up. When he was in front of me I kissed him on the forehead and slowly pulled his shirt over his head. He laughed softly "I have wanted this so much, Haakon. I've been wishing for this ever since Carlo told me about you." With that he pushed my shirt up and as I bent down he pulled it over my head. "I like your red hair, your curls." He kissed it and began to gently scan my chest with his fingers, "Are the hairs on your chest as red as on your head?" and after a moment he added, "And the ones down there?" Slowly he began to unbutton my pants. When that took me too long, I came to his rescue and suddenly I was standing in front of him in just my underpants. The tight briefs bulged dangerously.

Alies touched my hard penis through his pants, but I pushed his hand away. He looked up uncertainly. I had to smile as I saw a shadow of fear flit across his face, "My turn now! Alies!" I knelt down in front of him and slowly pulled down his pants. His boxers got caught in his pants and he was suddenly naked in front of me. His penis was right in front of my mouth. Without meaning to, I stuck out my tongue and licked up the drop hanging from the tip of his glans. "You taste so sweet!" began I, Alies however pulled me up. "Not yet. Come on the bed!" He dropped in backwards, pulling me after him. I came to lie on top of him, kicked out of my briefs, and we began kissing. But we didn't stop at kisses. Alies felt my back with his hands, my neck, my shoulder blades, ran his fingers along my spine to the cleft of my buttocks, further to my scrotum, then back. In the crack between my buttocks he began to search for my hole. When he finally found it and began to feel it carefully with one finger.

Something suddenly occurred to me and I began to giggle, "Do you want to know if I'm a virgin or if the butt is clean!" When he started giggling too I kissed him on the ear, "First, I'm not deflowered yet and second I haven't washed the butt. Therefore, you'll have to find out for yourself if it smells!" This elicited another giggle from Alies. He promptly brought his finger to his nose and smelled it, "You smell good Haaki, even if you haven't washed! I could even kiss you there."

After a moment he sighed deeply. I was afraid I was going to force him to say something he would have preferred to keep to himself. But it wasn't like that, "Are you afraid that someone else has already deflowered me? After all, I'm older than you! By three years!"

At that moment, the door on the other side of the landing creaked, then went silent for a moment, as if someone was eavesdropping. It had to have been either Anders or Madz. We held our breaths and only gasped in relief again when the someone scurried down the creaking stairs. I slid off Alies’ and snuggled up to him until the water in the bathroom rushed and the someone slipped back up the stairs and disappeared into the room on the other side.

"Well?" I asked quietly, "Are you! Deflowered?"

"No, you're the first!" then he kissed me, "But you must swear to deflower me today. I don't want to wait and I can't wait anymore!" With that Alies got up and started rummaging in the desk. When he came back to bed he had a tube in his hand. "I got this because I'm a little scared of it."

"I'll do it! But you have to promise to make love to me too, right this night!" Then I pulled him on top of me and whispered in his ear, "An hour ago I didn't know I needed this! I need you. Please love me!"

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"Haaki, it's already half past ten, tomorrow is school!" Carlo stood in the doorway to my room, "Are you coming with me or would you rather go alone? I have to be at the boarding school at quarter past seven, though. Teachers meeting."

I yawned. Because of my diary I had forgotten everything around me. "I forgot to look at the clock. If I'll come with you?" I scratched my head, “No, too early. Besides, I promised Madz and Anders that we'd go to school together. Maybe Alies will drive us a ride in his car."

After showering, I decided to write at least two more sentences.  a. First I made Alies and then he made me! It was nice to be deep inside Alies, warm and soft and hard and hot at the same time. Afterwards, as we looked out into the night through the open window, the stars were circling in the dark sky. "Look Alies, the moon has moved on, but the stars are watching us, they are circling! Have you ever seen stars circling in the sky?"

Alies adjusted the pillows and propped his back against the headboard, "Stars? Circling stars. They're fireflies in the garden. The males are looking for the females." He kissed me, "Do you think there is a male there looking for a mate also?"

b. As we ran up the stairs to Alies room it after breakfast, I grabbed the back of his pants. I would have loved to pull them down so I could see his bottom better, the white bottom that has been shining as bright as the moon itself last night in bed. Now in the bright morning, the white bottom contrasted the tan of his back. When he threw himself belly-down on the bed and I began to kiss his bottom, he giggled. When I stroked his butt hole with my middle finger, he protested, "Careful! That hurts. You rubbed it all sore last night!"

It was only now that I realized why mine was itching strangely. I stood in front of the large mirror in the closet door, spread my butt cheeks and inspected my little hole. "You've demolished me too, Alies! Just look! Wait, there's payback!" On the bed I took revenge on him and he on me. When Anders and Madz came back from mass, neither of us could sit without problems!

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Tomorrow is the first day of school! The day at Hallberg Boarding School, the first school day with Madz and Anders and Carlo and Paul! What will it be like?

Alies will drive us to school in his van. When I think of him, of yesterday, it makes me itching again! Is it the same with the others, with Madz and Anders, with Carlo and Paul? What will happen at the boarding school? 

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The End.

Posted 10/28/2022