These blokes all had one thing in common , that was when we were in the shower , they showed off their huge boongas (penises) that extended almost to their knees when slack . Of course there was penis envy amongst the boys and fantasising amonngst the girls as to who would enjoy these blokes first . (One girl wrote about her wish in a diary that fell into the wrong hands and soon she ended up reading stencilled copies of her diary fantasy all over the place )

Any way , one of these blokes , said that "I am hung like a horse" and challenged anyone to beat him , he cranked up his boonga into a huge erection that awed the other boys and one day he did it in front of the girls down the farm . They told him to get lost but inside they were making plans to ride the horse as soon as possible . One day my enemies came to me with a proposal ;"Listen you dumb c..t , we want your advice" they said /or demanded . They were all Jackaroos and bisexual and I had to be really carefull or I could find myself bent over a rail somewhere , being sodomised whilst being orally raped at the same time . Of course the bastards also were into S and M and had a system known as the Queensland Strap Dance " You were stripped naked trussed across the bonnet of a car driven around with your legs pulled up for all to see ,then , two blokes standing either side of the bonnet would belt you over the back with huge leather belts whilst a third took aim at your testicles with a stock whip. 1,2,1,2,1,1,1,2 the shouts would go as the belts hit down .

OK , whats the problem " I said , thinking that it might just be my turn at the strap dance if I didnt do what these blokes wanted . "See there , thats the problem" The bloke from Savannah Station a big fat boy , pointed to the Ingham Horse with the big mouth about 300 yards away . Of course , we were enemies but the enemy of my enemy is my freind and to tell you the truth we were starting to lose our girlfreinds to this idiot and we all agreed heartily that he needed some adjustments made in some way there was , for instance a debate on the size of the Ingham Horses Penis , and we all had cigarettes riding on the true size .

"OK lets think about this , hes big and it might be a bit hard to teach him a permanent lesson , but if we attack with overwhelming force when he least expects it then we have a good chance ..." They agreed , tonight , well rock the house.

9.30 CEdric House Dormitory was just getting to sleep , we waited until everyone was in bed before we acted . I had earlier got a no.8 wire , bent over into a figure 9 and stuck it in the freezer in the common room . Another bloke gave me a razor blade , like a cutthroat barbers one . I got a ruler , string , and everything else we needed . The fat Jackaroo and his three mates got the denco rub liniment .

I was to stay in bed till required . The four huge blokes silently got the Ingham Horse on his top bunk , fast asleep . They pounced , one held the blanket over his head whilst straddling him at the chest , Another held his legs whilst another cranked his boonga up ."Com you stupid bastard , wank him like you wank youself" I heard the ringleader say to the boy cranking the boonga up like it was rubber . Then , after the boonga was stiff and tall , the ringleader screamed for me ."Get the fucking Ruler and hold it to his pole!. I couldnt get his pole as he was fighting everyone . The Ringleader then punched the Ingham Horse in the head . "Now get it" I held the ruler to the pole .the other boy was meanwhile wanking him off full blast , enjoying it I think , he even began to have oral sex , which I though was well over the top . We gasped , the "pole is longer than your fucking ruler" the ringleader said as we surveyed the 3 cm difference between pole and ruler (30cm ruler).

We then took off , and theIngham Horse was none the wiser as to who did the job that night , His reputation got better and so did his relationship with the ringleaders sister until one day I caught him and her at it red handed . I saught the ringleader and told him aboyt her and the Ingham Horse , who then was seen with another boys girlfreind who was enjoying his huge boonga behind the shed at the farm . Right , time for phase 2 .

One night , cutthroat razor and wire still in the freezer covered with ice and stuck to the bottom of the freezer , we acted . He went to the toilet at 11 PM , we waited in the corridor , then pounced . Ingham Horse got a punch to the head which dazed him , then we bought him down by a rodeo headlock , as one would wrestle a bullock down at a rodeo . He was on the ground , now his trousers were removed by yours trully , and his testicles were now visible to all after I cut his underwear away . "Right , razor" No , I wanted him to feel what we were going to do first and gave the ringleader the no.8 sire bent into a figure 9 , white with iciles . He then agreed readily , and we put this around the inham horses balls and boonga . He screamed ."Now we will stroke down and bloody well remove these filthy things that are getting into places they bloody well shouldnt " the ring leaderc said . After playing with him a bit we then got down to business . the Cuth throat razor was produced and he thaugght that it was just another gag of our , ie , he didnt think we were fair dinkum regards castrating him .

The razor sliced into his balls , and he screamed . We put a rag there to stop the bleeding then ran back to bed at the same time banging on the teachers wall .(he slept in the next room) the teacher came in and got the Ingham horse some attention .

We all got expelled , but that Ingham horse who shot his mouth off was still well and trully silenced and gelded whatever happened to us ..good job.