Having one's eyes opened - Part two

“Lie on the cupboard Rob,” Harris ordered. I did so and he arranged me with my legs wide dangling over the edge and my crotch almost at the edge of the cupboard.
“Get over here Terry,” Harris was in his element. He positioned Mason so that his cock was inserted inside the knickers I was wearing and Harris made sure his cock was aligned alongside mine.

I was aware of a door opening but where I was lying I could not see and Harris had told me that I was lie still.
“Now Mason,” he said and at the use of his last name Mason groaned, “This is what is going to happen, My deputy Carter is going to fuck you and you are going to rub your cock inside those knickers until you cum, if you don’t cum before Carter then I have another three cocks waiting for your arse. From now on you are Fourth year Fuck and before you leave school you will shave your pubes and keep them shaved. You will be given a list of names and it is your duty to make them happy. Tomorrow at lunch you will be put on second sitting with the Second years and you must wank each boy on the table before lunch ends after which you must cum on the table in your pudding and eat it all up. You will not get another chance at mine or any of my family’s spunk until you are able to suck cock and swallow. Whenever you feel you are ready to do so let me know and I’ll get you some practise, you’ve pissed me off with promises too much now. Do you understand?”

Mason groaned and I felt him shudder and he began to move.
“That’s it Carter, give it to him good,” encouraged Harris and I watched a succession of emotions pass over Mason’s face as the fucking took place. At this time despite where I was had no idea as to what was happening to Mason. All I did know was that his cock rubbing slimily against mine was actually quite nice. He began to speed up and then I felt him shudder but nothing happened, in fact he stopped moving. The door opened again and shortly afterwards Mason began to move again.

“Go for it Davis,” urged Harris. I realised that Carter had managed to cum first and that another boy was now fucking Mason. He moved faster and faster again and then cried out and I felt my cock being covered in his watery spunk.
“Carry on till you spunk,” ordered Harris and Mason continued to move against me, until there was an unfamiliar grunt and again Mason shuddered.
“Now Mason pull down those knickers and clean up that spunk of yours,” was the next order.

I watched as he did so, noticing that his spunk was not rich and creamy like Harris’s. Finally all his tasks done he stood up, his head hung down and he looked miserable.

“Hmm,” said Harris looking at his watch, “we’ve plenty of time and it’s a shame to waste those two cocks out there. Rob you get up and let Mason lie there. The other two can fuck him whilst you suck me.”

I was pulled off the cupboard and a sad dispirited Mason took my place. He lay back on the cupboard top and as I walked away I saw a small pool of spunk appear between his legs. Harris ushered me outside, still naked into the corridor, there were two boys also naked standing there they were stroking each other’s cocks. I could see two other boys also naked watching the two stairwells that led up to this floor.

“Go fuck him,” said Harris, “you’ve got twenty minutes.” As he spoke I was already down on my knees my lips already encircling his well lubricated slippery knob head. I tongued the bell end savouring the musky smell of him. I wanted to experience that full sensation when his cock had entered my throat for the first time. As before the tube slipped down inside me and once I had breathed deeply the gagging feeling subsided. Harris now began to move himself backwards and forwards, setting his own pace. I could feel the tube thickening, hardening and learning now I knew his time was near. His long hard thrust when it came was choking, but I felt his cream slip inside me and I felt very proud.

“Cor,” said one of the boys who had been on guard duty and was now staring at us, “your cock went all the way in,” and he rubbed his own cock till it shot more pearls of white precious boycum into the air.
“Lick it up Carter,” Harris told him and the boy did so.

The bell sounded for afternoon school and the quartet in the corridor broke up, with everyone running for their clothes. Inside the Art Room, as I dressed, one of the boys was stood between Mason’s legs that he held in each hand. He was also moving backwards and forwards.
“For Fucks sake Martin,” shouted Harris, “the bell’s gone.”
“I’Im nearly Oh I’m there,” squealed the boy and after a few more thrusting movements he removed himself from Mason and got dressed. I saw his cock head dripping with spunk as he did so. The other boy was already dressed and helped Martin to dress quickly. Mason gingerly got up off the cupboard and groaning, bent over when he got to his pile of clothes.

“Merritt,” Harris told the already dressed boy, “get the fourth year fuck dressed and here,” he added wiping up the mess on the top of the cupboard with the blue knickers I had so recently been wearing, “let him put these on till break and tell your brother it’s on for tonight. Tell him to see Tom for details. Oh and Mason make sure you come in the next lesson and I want to hear that you did it.”
Outside we walked away together as the boys cleared up and cleared out.

“Will I have to walk you home?” I asked wonderingly.
“You must be able to spunk first,” Harris told me, “and that could be months away. I want you to see Tom at break, come in the Fourth year entrance and he will explain and answer your questions and begin your training. The Duty Prefect will be told to let you in.”
I was directed to the second set of toilets on from the nearest to the entrance. The Duty Prefect looked at me with interest; I was not to know that my exhibition with Harris in front of Carter had spread around the school via the boys who would want to know. Inside the toilet I found Tom, Harris’s brother. He was naked and there were two other boys also naked, they were watching through the open door of the end cubicle. I could hear grunting sounds and was sure that some of them belonged to Mason.

Tom helped me to undress and took me into the end cubicle that was not in use. I then received a sex education lesson with real objects and no pictures, but I now knew what had happened to Mason in the Art Room and what was happening to him now. Now full of important knowledge I had to wank Tom so I could be assessed on technique.

His cock was quite different from his brothers’ for a start it was not as big, but it did produce a lot of pre-cum and leaked continuously which made it easier to manipulate him. He smelt very much like Harris did, but not so pungent or musky and his balls did hang lower in comparison. Although this was a training session he was very involved in his climax and when at last he spurted. It was every bit as hard and heavy as his brother’s. He told me I was allowed to lick his cum up to compare it with his brothers and I now knew Tom’s to be sweeter. Tom now wanked me and showed me better ways to improve my hand techniques. He did not bring me to the heights of ecstasy that his brother did but I found when kissing him that his mouth was softer.

He explained that I was to report to him here every afternoon break for training and assessment. At some time next week I would accompany them home for special training and when I could actually produce spunk I would be ready to be fucked if I wanted. He now took me to watch Mason being fucked.
Mason was bent over with his arms against the cubicle wall. His legs were spread apart to allow the boy fucking him to stand between them. The boy fucking him was one of those that had been waiting outside. I watched with great interest as the boys cock disappeared backwards and forwards in the tiny opening of Mason’s arse. I knelt down to watch from below as, with each forward thrust the two sets of balls collided. I could see that Mason was now completely hairless, obviously he had either shave it all of or someone had done it for him. The boy began to fuck harder and faster and then grabbed Mason by the waist and collapsed down over his back. I could not tear my gaze away as the cock clipped out as it returned to normal size and I could see spunk or cum or semen as I now knew what the white stuff could be called dripping out of the very red arsehole. Mason sat on the bog and I could hear the droplets of spunk leaving him.

The bell went and we got dressed, this time I did not wear my knickers and from then on was only obliged to wear them when Harris wanted. I returned to class very much aware they were not on and found I kept feeling myself throughout the lesson. My trousers were tented when we moved to the last lesson and it was painful journey to the next classroom. I never thought until the next day to open my flies, let my cock jut free and cover it with my schoolbag. I started then to be aware of the number of boys who carried their schoolbags high for the same reason.

That afternoon as I left school I saw Tom waiting outside the school gates. With him this time was a young freshfaced, dark haired boy who did not look anything like his brother, if it was he. I stopped to talk and Tom introduced me to Sam Merritt. Like Mason the day before he wore plimsolls and his blazer and white shorts. I could see however that they were not slit at the side, Tom explained that Paul had not been fucked yet as this was the start of his training. I would be able to tell from the shorts that were worn the level the wearer had reached. Paul pulled down his shorts and I could see he was not shaved yet either. Harris now arrived and Paul handed his blazer to Tom, he also slipped of his plimsolls and took of the shorts and for two minutes stood naked. Now dressed he walked between Harris and Tom, the shorts pulled up high on his thin body so that his cock tip hung down visible outside his shorts. He was shorter than I was although his cock and balls were much more developed than mine were. As the group walked away I wondered how he was going to get Harris big cock inside his tiny arsehole and for the first time I watched with envy.

To be continued...