Date: Sun, 16 Sep 2012 10:41:35 -0500
From: J L <spartaguy23@gmail.com>
Subject: Becoming A Spartan, Chapter 10

Becoming a Spartan, Chapter 10

By JLarsen   spartaguy23@gmail.com

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Chapter 10

Our hard ons had gone down enough so that it wasn't uncomfortable putting
our jocks on, we put on the socks and running shoes and headed out to the
lawn.  Nicolas, Ian and several other instructors were dressed similarly.
We did a series of stretching exercises.  My muscles felt better after the
massage, but I still felt a little tight and sore.  The stretching was a
combination of slight pain and pleasure, helping the muscles to loosen up.
We were soon on our feet.

Ian and Nicolas started running, heading toward the gate and we followed in
a bit of bunch of nearly naked young men.  We approached the gate and Pete
already had it open as we ran through.  The leaders headed down the dirt
road we had used to drive from our camp sites to the school.  I wondered if
we were headed to the swimming hole.

The pace the teachers set was brisk, a little faster than Erik and I had
generally run.  Slowly, the line started to stretch out, with mentors
staying by the side of their charges.  As someone started to lag, I could
hear their mentor exhorting them to keep going, breathe deep and work
through it.  Our training regimen was showing as Erik and I slowly overtook
the class bit by bit.  Soon, Stefan and I were running right behind Ian and
Nicolas, with Erik and Bret right behind us.  As they ran in their easy
strides, I noticed again what amazing bodies Nicolas and Ian had, even
looking at them from the back.  As their arms pumped back and forth, I
could see the muscles in their back flexing and relaxing.  Of course, their
asses were something to behold.  The straps of the jocks seemed to
accentuate the tight cheeks of their butts.  If I weren't expending so much
energy trying to keep up with them, I may have started to get hard.

We passed the campsite where we had been just two weeks before.  I was
surprised to see that the camp was occupied.  There were four men that
appeared to be in their early 30's, of course all naked, sitting around the
camp drinking some coffee.  They cheered us on as we went by.  I knew now
that we still had a good bit of ground to cover before we arrived at the
swimming hole, assuming that was our destination.

Ian and Nicolas did not slow their pace at all, even though we had likely
run at least 3 miles.  I glanced in back of me and could see Erik close
behind.  The next duo was several hundred yards behind them.  We ran past
the spot where Erik and I had stopped, went around the bend in the road and
saw that there was much more of campsite and rest stop.  Ian and Nicolas
turned off the road and went to the water pump.  They drank their fill and
Stefan and I followed behind them.  I saw that our leaders were taking
their shoes and jocks off and heading toward the water.  It had definitely
started to warm up and the water looked great.  No one had to tell me to
follow.

"It's a great spot isn't it?" Nicolas grinned as he grabbed my shoulders
and dunked me before I could answer.  I swam after him and grabbed him from
the back in a bear hug.  I could feel my dick against his tight ass.  It
was impossible to just dunk him, so I turned and submerged us both.

"Okay, boy, now you are in for it," said Nicolas.  "Ian, saddle up!"
Nicolas crouched down in the water and Ian sat on his shoulders.  Stefan
has at my side and I did the same.  The water was still and between waist
and chest deep, perfect for the competition at hand.  Stefan strode toward
our opponents and we began pulling and pushing in an effort to dislodge
Nicolas.  I didn't last long and was back in the water shortly.  By the
time I got back up, Ian had strode off in search of other competitors.  By
now, all of the class had arrived and was in the water.  The war was on!
Naked guys were grabbing, pulling, pushing and ultimately falling all over
each other into the water.  The spirit of competition had again erased the
fact that dicks and asses were being groped, felt, and pressed against each
other in ways under other circumstances would have likely made most of the
guys uncomfortable.  I happened to see Jason astride Trevor, his crotch
riding as close as possible against his mentor's shoulders and head.

I caught Erik's eye, but rather than moving in to attack him, I pointed to
where Ian and Nicolas had just dunked another pair of guys.  They saw us
headed toward them and the battle was engaged.  I quickly realized how
strong the two instructors were.  Nicolas was able to fend off our initial
attack.

"That all you got boys?" Ian kidded.  The other guys were starting to
notice the battle.  Since most of them had been dunked by Nicolas, they
began cheering us on.  Erik charged first and was thrown off Bret.  Stefan
recognized our opportunity.  We charged in and I pushed Nicolas in the
direction he was already turned.  He realized he was going down, but
grabbed my wrists.  He was going down, but pulled me down with him.  As
soon as he knew I was coming down, Nicolas let go of my wrists and instead
grabbed me around the waist.  As we entered the water, we were face to face
and cock to cock.  I could feel his hand grabbing my ass and giving it a
hard squeeze and then he let go.  As we came up for air, he was playing
with my dick under the murky water and then he stepped away.  The crowd was
cheering, even though it had taken two of us to take down the older men.

"Okay guys, catch your breath. Get another drink of water and once your
feet are dry, get your shoes and jocks back on.  The guys seemed in no
hurry to get dressed.  Conversations were lively and centered on who had
dunked who and how much they wished they had run more over the summer.
Again, I noticed that there was more and more casual contact among the
guys.  Hands on shoulders, good natured butt slaps, impromptu shoulder
massages.

"That was an awesome dunk," Jason said as he put his arm around my
shoulders.  He was smiling broadly.  I put my arm around his waist and let
it rest on his hip.

"Thanks," I answered.  "But it did take two of us.  How did you do on the
run?"

"Middle of the pack," he replied.  He gave my shoulder a squeeze and moved
on to chat with some other guys.  I turned and saw Erik standing a few feet
from me talking with Justin.

"Well done bro'" I said as I hugged Erik brushing my cock against his in
the process.  "I don't know about you, but I am damn glad we ran as much as
we did.  That was quite a pace they had us on."

"For sure on both counts," replied Erik, as we somewhat slowly parted.
"Justin, this is my best friend from home, Luke Donovan."  We shook hands
and I got my first look good look at Justin.  He was a very good looking
young man.  The run and cool water had likely worked a bit of shrinkage on
all of us, but his cock was still proudly lying on top of his big, smooth
nut sack.

"Let's go!" shouted Ian as the last of guys got their shoes and jocks on.
We took off back the way we came.  After the run out and horseplay in the
water, we had expended a lot of energy.  Thankfully, the pace was a bit
slower as we ran back to the school.

As we arrived on the lawn, it was feeling like it was about noon and my
stomach was telling me it was time to eat, even if it weren't actually
lunch time.

"Quick showers, men," said Erik.  "If your dick gets hard, unless you can
cum in 30 seconds, save it for later."

We followed instructions and were quickly out of the showers and in the
dining area.  Our mentors again put their food on our plates.  I could have
eaten twice what was on my plate even with what Stefan had added to it.
The mentors must have been aching for food.  I looked across the table into
Stefan's eyes and he was smiling.

"It is your duty to humbly accept my gift," he said sensing my emotion.
"At some point, you will begin to repay me."  It was small consolation.  I
could tell everyone was feeling like I was, whereas not long before, there
was the easy conversation of young men, lunch was eaten in respective
silence.

After lunch, we were back in the room where had massaged each other
earlier.  Wrestling mats had been rolled out and were wall to wall in the
room.  Nicolas, Ian and two other instructors were handing out bottles of
what looked like the massage oil we had used earlier.

"Yes, this is oil we used earlier today," said Nicolas.  "You will keep
this bottle and when it is empty, it will be refilled.  Mentors, apply the
oil to your charges, charges apply the oil to your mentors.  We set about
our task and the light conversation started to pick back up.  Stefan
playfully over applied oil to my dick and also all the way up my ass.  Of
course, this allowed his fingers to explore my ass while he was doing it.
When I returned the favor, I could feel my dick start to grow.  Looking
around, I wasn't the only one.

"The Headmaster talked about one of our core beliefs being dominance," said
Ian.  "This pyramid has the names of all of the people in this class and
shows the current class ranking.  It will be updated once a week.  Where
you are in the ranking will be combination of how you perform physically,
academically and how well you exhibit the Spartan Code.  The instructors
decide the order.  If you feel you should be higher, you can challenge
anyone at the next level.  A physical challenge and academic challenge will
be chosen at random.  The rules are simple: If you dominate, you move up.
There are no allowances for size or weight.  Some of the physical contests
favor a bigger and heavier man, others favor someone who is shorter and
more nimble.  Obviously, the academics and code have no relation to size or
strength.

"Based on this morning's run, we have the initial rankings.  Those who are
on the bottom must submit to those who are at the top.  It is not the same
level of service that a charge provides in gratitude to his mentor, but the
dominant man has the right to demand that certain things be done for him."

I was stunned to see that I was on top of the pyramid with Erik on the
level right underneath me.  I wasn't sure exactly what it meant, but
obviously would rather be on the top than on the bottom.  Stefan
immediately had his arm around my shoulders in a congratulatory hug.
Before I had much time to enjoy it, Nicolas began again.

"One of the sports the men of Sparta participated in that we still do today
is wrestling," he said.  "It is something you will be doing a lot of while
you are here at Sparta.  Freshman, number off in twos and pair up."  Jason
and I ended up as a pair.

"This is gonna be weird," I said.  "We're all lubed up with the oil."

"Yea," said Jason, "and we're naked."  As he finished the sentence, Nicolas
began his instructions.

"Find space on the mats so that you can move without running into another
duo.  The mentors will act as officials.  I know some of you have done some
wrestling in high school, others have not.  Some of you are matched against
larger men.  This is a replica of life.  In many instances, you will be
competing in business against someone who may have more experience or they
may have more money.  Now as you will then, you must endeavor to dominate."

We found a spot and Stefan and simple said the word "Wrestle" and we
started.  From the way he approached me, I knew he had to have been a
wrestler for at least part of high school.  We circled each other several
times, when I faked one way and went in for a takedown.  I must have
surprised Jason, as I caught him cleanly in the midsection and got him to
the mat.  For a split second, I was on top of him, with our cocks rubbing
against each other.  I couldn't keep a good grip as we were both slippery
and Jason managed to turn and get to his hands and knees.  I was by his
side, so I reached under him and grabbed his far leg and arm.  As I did
this, my hand brushed his cock and balls.  He countered the move by
stretching his legs and turning toward me slightly.  This had the effect of
placing his balls and dick right on my wrist.

Obviously, I had done a lot of wrestling, but the oiled bodies and nudity
definitely added a dimension to the activity I had never experienced.
There had been times when I looked at my opponent and briefly thought he
was attractive or wondered what he looked like naked, but that was quickly
forgotten once we started to wrestle.

I paid for my momentary lapse in concentration.  Jason pulled a clean
reversal and now had me on my back.  He was slightly bigger than me and now
this was playing to his advantage.  I was able to at least get off my back
and onto my stomach.  As I started to rise to my knees, Jason was quickly
behind me.  His cock was pushing hard against my ass and I could feel his
breath on my neck.  Given how slippery we were, I was able to break his
hold and we were free of each other.  As we circled, I glanced at his
crotch.  His cock was hard and so was mine.

Forcing myself to focus, I concentrated on his movements and style.  We
were looking for a weakness in the other's approach.  Jason made a move and
went for my knees, but he was a bit too slow.  I was behind him and had him
on the mat again.  Once again, our oily bodies were rubbing against other
as I tried to maneuver him over.  The next couple of minutes were a series
of moves and countermoves.  As we wrestled, it became apparent to me that
wrestling when you have oil over every inch of your body and are completely
naked is very different than when you are in full gear.

As we slid against each other on the mat, trying one thing and then
another, our dicks and balls seemed to be always against each other's ass,
hands or face.  I could feel that even though we were exerting an extreme
amount of physical effort, our cocks were rock hard.  I found myself with
my face resting against Jason's hard dick.  I thought about running my
tongue along Jason's nut sack, but knew he probably wasn't ready for a guy
to do that.

We had been at it for a number of minutes and I could feel my energy
starting to fade.  I knew I needed to turn it on, as the longer we were at
it, the more of an advantage Jason's weight would become.  I doubled my
effort and slid one arm around Jason's leg and raised the lower part of his
body up off the mat, trying to force his shoulders to the mat.  As I
strained to pin him, my arm was brushing against his hard dick and I was
pressing my fully erect cock against his side.  As I would push and he
would resist, we settled into what was almost a slow fucking rhythm.
Finally, I heard Trevor smack his hand on the mat, signaling I had won.

I fell exhausted on top of Jason as we both whispered "Good match".  In
high school, you quickly got off your opponent at the end of match, now it
seemed natural to lay there for a minute.  I could feel our dicks resting
against each other.  Rising up, I reached down to give Jason a hand up and
when he was standing, we slipped into an easy, quick hug.  I felt Jason
give my butt a quick pat as we broke the embrace, both trying to catch our
breath.

"Well, I do have to say, that is first time I've gotten a hard on while
wrestling," I said seeing that my dick was still hard.

"Yea, it was hard maintaining focus," said Jason.  "At first I was really
embarrassed that I was sprouting wood, but then felt yours was as hard as
mine, so at least it wasn't just me."

"With all of the oil we put on you two, it's to be expected," said Stefan.
"If you lube up a couple of young studs and then have them roll around
naked on the floor with each other, you're going to end up with hard ons
about every time.  Remember, there is never any shame in a dick getting
hard.  Your body enjoyed the sensations, don't let your head and previous
misconceptions get in the way."  It appeared that Jason was starting to
understand.

We headed toward the showers and I was walking with Jason.  "You obviously
did some wrestling in high school," I said to Jason.

"Yea, it was the sport I was best in," he answered.  "I made it to the
state tournament, but got beat in the second round.  You must have been
really good, I outweigh you by 15 pounds."

"I ran track as well, but it was definitely my sport," I answered.  "I was
runner up at state."

We arrived at the shower room and as I let the hot water flow over me, I
started to play with my dick.  It had only gone down a little during the
walk.  As I looked around, I could see most of the rest of the class was
sporting at least a semi-hard cock as well.  I started to stroke my cock,
using the soap.  To my left, I saw Jason start to take some tentative
strokes on his hard dick.  He began to get more comfortable with jacking
off in front of everyone and soon, he was looking around the room at 30
studs stroking their dicks.

Watching Jason stroke was an incredible turn on.  His balls were swinging
gently under his hand as he stroked.  On impulse, I reached over and
briefly cupped his balls in my hand.  I played with them for only a moment,
but the effect was instantaneous.  He moaned quietly and then his moan
turned into quick breaths and a loud groan.  I had taken my hand away,
which was a good thing as Jason's groan had gathered the attention of his
fellow showerers.  He began to shoot.  By his second spurt, I was groaning
and coming as well.

"Sorry dude," I said to Jason as we headed back to toward our rooms.  "I'm
not sure why I did that.  I just seemed like it was the right thing to do.
I should have asked first."

"Well, obviously, my body really liked it," said Jason, smiling, but
somewhat embarrassed.  "If you would have asked, I would have said 'No', so
I'm actually kind of glad you went ahead and did it.  No one else has ever
touched my dick or balls, so the feeling was pretty incredible.  Or course,
I always thought it would be some hot blonde chick with big tits, who would
be the first to play with my balls, but I guess, as the Headmaster says,
'We should go with what's in front of us'."

"Well, at least you got the blonde part," I joked.  "My old girlfriend
would play with my dick and balls a little bit, but she never seemed to
like it, so it didn't really feel as good as when Erik did it -" It was out
before I realized what I said and obviously, I couldn't take it back now.
Jason looked somewhat incredulous.

"You mean the Erik that's in our class?  The two of you messed around with
each other's cocks?" he asked, still sounding somewhat shocked.  By this
time, we were at my room and we went in with Trevor and Stefan close
behind.  I was sure they had heard what I'd said as well.

"Yea, we did.  We started when we were young, before we even realized that
guys generally didn't do that," I said, deciding to be honest.  "We would
stroke each other off and trade blow jobs as well.  We didn't do it as much
when we got girlfriends, but when they would blueball us, we would still
get together now and then.  It just seemed really natural to us."

"It's actually a fairly common thing," said Stefan.  "Especially among
Spartan families.  Even though most of our families don't come out an
encourage experiment- ation, the of our philosophy at least subtly
encourages experimentation among the kids in Spartan families.  I had
several guy friends that I often had sex with from the time I was old
enough to shoot cum.  Of course, growing up in France added to the mix as
well.  The males in France generally will do anything that makes their
dicks feel good and being Spartan only adds to the do what feels good
philosophy."

"Remember what the Headmaster has said the last couple of days," said
Trevor.  "The concept of homosexuality and monogamy are recent additions to
how we are supposed to behave.  When Luke played with your nuts, you blew a
huge wad, so it must have felt great.  Why not let him or someone else do
it again?  Or taking it a step further, a blow job feels great, no one
would argue with that, so if someone offers to suck your cock, why turn it
down?"

"It just still seems weird to me to have a guy do it," said Jason.  "I
can understand what you are saying, though.  And I get what the Headmaster
said about listening to body.  I've cum twice today because of the
sensations I got from another guy, so my body must have liked it.  I've
just never thought I was attracted to guys before.  I always thought I was
completely straight and got really hard at the thought of fucking a girl."

"Oh, you will still get really hard at the thought of fucking a girl,"
laughed Stefan.  "And, trust me, with your good looks and nice big dick,
you will fuck plenty of them and enjoy the hell out of it.  It's not an
either/or thing.  It's getting to enjoy all things.  A casual blow job
from a friend is a great release and feels wonderful and I make it a
practice to never turn one down.  On the other hand, given the choice
between fucking my French girlfriend for a couple of hours or a blow job
from Trevor, I'll take my girlfriend.  Not that Trevor doesn't give a
great blowjob, I happen to know that he does, but he does lack a pussy.
Sorry, dude, no offense."

"None taken," smiled Trevor.  "Stef's point is that his girlfriend isn't
available, but I am, or Luke is, or you are.  So given that a 20 year
old's dick gets hard when the breeze blows, why would he jack off, when
there is someone willing to suck his cock?"

"I don't get it," said Jason.  "So, are there guys here that we all go to
get a blow job?  Are you three all into doing that for the other guys?"

"Well, we are getting a little ahead of ourselves," said Stefan.  "But to
answer your question directly, no, there aren't technically people who are
the designated cock suckers of Sparta.  It is all a part of the Code.
Someone may provide the service as a show of thanks, similar to mentors
twice as long as we massaged you.  It could be that a subordinate would
submit to a request from someone in a higher position.  Or it could be that
you are just in the mood to suck a fellow Spartan's dick."

It was a casual reference, but I immediately wondered if the pyramid
introduced earlier in the day played into what Stefan had just said.  Did
the guys on the top of the pyramid have the right to demand things of those
underneath?

"This is all going to take a lot of getting used to," said Jason, still
trying to process all that had happened and what had just been said.
Nicolas then shouted into the hall that we were to go to Old Main and into
the classroom on the first floor to the right.

There was casual conversation among different groups as we walked over.
Jason was by my side.

"So, did you enjoy sucking Erik's cock, or did you just do it so that he
would suck yours," asked Jason.

"Well, I don't remember what it was like when we first started," I
answered.  "I think it was just more play and experimenting when we
started.  It was almost a game, just seeing what felt good.  Trying
rubbing this way or that, using our tongue and mouth different ways.  It
was uninhibited play.  Now, yea, I would say that I do enjoy it.  Erik and
I are like brothers.  I can't remember a time when he hasn't been my best
friend.  It just seems really natural for us to do it.  I hope that doesn't
freak you out."

"Well, it would have last week," laughed Jason, "but I think I'm starting
to understand.  I've wanted to have sex so badly, I was almost going crazy,
but my girlfriend said it was dirty and we shouldn't.  So, here I am
showing up at Sparta as a virgin with both girls and guys.  This philosophy
makes so much more sense.  Outside, it seems like we taught to fight our
urges to have sex, but here they keep saying to embrace it."

"Exactly," I said.  "Relax and enjoy it.  Take it at your own pace.  But
you will definitely love your first blow job.  It's so much better than just
jacking off.  And giving one can actually be a lot of fun as well."

"Well, I know I'm ready to have someone suck me off, and I'd be fine if
it's a dude," said Jason.  "As far as giving one, I'm a lot closer to being
able to do it than I ever thought I would be."

With that we had arrived in classroom.  The desks were standard issue
college classrooms.  Each one had notepad and pen already on it.

"Survival," said Ian, who was standing in the front of the classroom.
"We have several sessions this week regarding how to survive in nature.
All of these things will also provide a lesson in resourcefulness for other
things that come at you in life.  You have spent your lives to date being
provided for.  Most of you are from very well to do families.  You have
never wondered where you next meal is coming from.  You most likely have
never really been in any danger in your lives.  As you become adults, that
all changes.  Now you are the providers and protectors.  There will not be
a written test for what you will learn in these classes.  But I will say
that you should learn what I am teaching as if your life depended it, for
in the very near future, it might."

With that admonishment, he began talking about native plants and animals
that were edible, as well as things that were dangerous or poisonous.
After over an hour of classroom lecture, we went outside to the grounds.

We left the front gate, with the seemingly ever present Pete waving us out.
There was a wood immediately in back of the fenced in area and we headed in.
Ian and Nicolas would point to a plant and ask what it was and whether we
should avoid it or eat it.

The tone was far from a junior high school field trip.  Their questions
were direct and meant to impart that this was indeed serious.  They knew
all of our names and asked in order, so that we went through the class with
everyone getting asked at least one question.  If we found the tracks of an
animal, they would ask a man to identify it, even if we hadn't talked about
that particular animal.

If this is how classes were going to be, it struck me that the idea of a
"blow off class" at Sparta was non-existent.  We had worked our way around
and came out on the other side of the school and walked to the gate.  Pete
raised the barrier and waved us in.

We were lead directly back to the weight room.  What followed was another
very long session of lifting and other exercises.  The mentors lead us in
various exercises, lifts and stretches.  The session proceeded without any
overt sexual activity, as we concentrated on the tasks at hand.  We had
done a long run, wrestling and now, a session using the weights all in
one day.  It was becoming very clear why all of the men of Sparta had
incredible bodies.

After another quick shower, Nicolas and Ian led us into the dining area.
A meal of larger portions was laid out on the tables waiting for us.
What was on the plate was double the amount from the previous night.
I would be able to eat all that was there and if Stefan added his
to mine, but I would end up being very full, which would make the gift
of his food all the more humbling.

"Charges," began Ian, "given this size portion, do you require double
what you have been given?"

"No!" we shouted in unison.

"Mentors, you have provided for your charges in their need," said Ian.
"Your gift is complete.  This meal should be in silence as contemplate
what your mentors have provided you and how you may thank them in the
future.  You may begin eating."

The meal was eaten quickly, but with meaningful glances exchanged between
all of the mentors and their charges.  While the meal size was now
adequate, I realized that we had not had a desert since we arrived at
Sparta.  The food was good, and now would be enough to fill us up, but it
was the basic food groups with no frills.

I had lost all sense of time during the day, as we weren't allowed
watches and there were no visible clocks anywhere in the building.

 "We will again be going outdoors," said Nicolas.  "We will follow the
same path as we walked before.  Your objective is to find your way around
without making noise, and of course, without getting lost."

When we were done eating, we walked toward the exit.  Nicolas was letting
one mentor and his charge out a time.  There was a two minute lapse
between each group.

As Stefan and I headed out the door, I looked toward him as started to
ask, "What is -"

He quickly put his finger to his lips signifying that we were not to
talk.  The evening had grown dark.  There was some light from the moon
and stars and lights of the buildings shown through the windows. As we
approached the gate, Pete raised the barrier and let us out.

Stefan lead the way, showing me how to glance down to see where I was
stepping, but still making sure that I was also seeing the path ahead.
We moved at a good pace and soon found a path leading into the woods.
During the day with full light, it seemed that there was a clear path
through the woods.  In the dark, it was not as plain.  Stefan would
walk slightly ahead at times, but then let me take a turn finding the
path as well.

I thought I heard noises in the woods ahead of us and wondered if we
might encounter something.  Given that we were completely naked, I
hoped whatever it was would be more afraid of us that we of it.  All of
the sudden ahead of us came what sounded like a slap.

"What the f---" someone ahead shouted before what sounded like a hand
came over the mouth and muffled the rest of the words.  I could see
Stefan put his fingers to his lips again and shake his head "no".
I understood his message that no matter what might happen, I was
not to make a noise.

We walked about another hundred feet, and without hearing anything to
warn me, I felt a slap my ass.  I whirled around, but whoever had done
it, was gone.  I froze for a moment and looked over at Stefan.  He was
smiling and giving me the thumbs up.

As we continued our trek through the woods, we could hear a few more of
the guys expressing their surprise and the butt slap.  Finally, we made
it back to the main campus and entered the multipurpose room.  We sat
on the floor, still silent, until all of the guys made it back.

"A Spartan must always be the one who surprises his adversary, not the
other way around," said Nicolas.  "We use stealth and preparation to
maintain the element of surprise.  We must anticipate things that may
happen to us in life or in a walk around the woods.  If we anticipate
them, we plan for them and they do not surprise us.  If by chance, we
are surprised, our reaction must be to quickly regain our composure and
then regain the advantage."

"You will maintain silence until morning," said Ian.  "Charges, you have
massaged and shaved your mentors which are both a way of showing thanks.
It is not enough.  You must think of ways to thank him in addition to
what you have already done."  With that, we were dismissed and again,
were bound to each other as we were the previous night as we walked out
of the room.

I was looking forward to getting into bed with Stefan and feeling his
body close to mine.  The night had been cool and I hadn't completely
warmed up.  The body heat would be welcome.  We arranged ourselves as
we had the night before.  I was closest to the wall, with Stefan's warm
body pressed against mine.  He reached his arm around my chest and was
softly rubbing my skin.  In all the times Mia and I had been naked
together, we seldom just caressed each other.  His touch was soft and
warm.  I could feel him starting to get hard.  I pressed my back and
ass into him, wanting to feel him next to me.  I knew that I was already
sporting a very hard cock.

Stefan began to circle my nipple with this finger, tracing just around
it, touching it ever so slightly.  I moaned softly.  He was slowly
moving his very hard cock up and down my ass.  The lights were out, but
there were no curtains on the window, so a small amount of light was
shining through.  I had wanted to suck Stefan's cock from the first
moment I was kneeling in front of him and now was the time.

I moved on the bed so that he was on his back and I was at his side.  I
reached out and grabbed his wonderful dick.  It was smooth and I slowly
stroked it several times.  I ran my tongue around the head and then put
it all the way into my mouth.  Stefan moaned louder than he probably
intended, but I kept going.  I was using my free hand to slowly play with
his balls.  He felt great in my mouth.  Not quite as big as Nicolas, but
bigger than Erik.  As I was pumping up and down on him, I thought I heard
footsteps, but I wasn't about to slow down.  Then I felt a hand on my
shoulder, pulling me up from Stefan's cock.

Jason and Trevor were standing by the bed, both with cocks standing at
full attention.  Trevor pulled me off the bed and put his hands on my
shoulders forcing me to kneel.  Stefan followed me off the bed, since we
were still connected. Kneeling in front of three hot studs with raging
hard ons, I wasn't sure which one I was supposed to service.  My answer
came soon enough, as Trevor had Jason stand directly in front of me and
indicated that I should start sucking his cock.

I was confused by the turn of events.  Stefan was my mentor and deserved
my thanks.  Given what I had already learned from Nicolas, Ian, Cliff
and the events of the last couple of days, I was pretty sure that we
would be giving blowjobs to upper classmen, and especially our mentors
on a regular basis.  But now, Trevor wanted me to begin blowing Jason.
Not that I minded.  He was a great looking guy with a great cock.

I started by holding his cock in one hand and licking around the head,
using my tongue around the rim.  Once I pulled his foreskin back, he
had a very defined head on his dick.  Jason was almost whimpering as I
licked him.  I then took as much as I could into my mouth and started
to slide my head up and down his dick.  I ran my tongue around the
head of his pulsing dick several times and then took him all the way
into my mouth, deep throating him.  Jason was straining to contain his
moans.  I ran my fingers lightly along the underside of his ball sack.

Then, abruptly, Trevor pulled me off Jason's dick and pushed Jason to his
knees.  Now, Stefan and Trevor were standing in front of their charges.
Trevor indicated I should begin sucking Stefan again and that Jason
should mimic what I did.  Now it made sense.  Jason had obviously
wanted to suck Trevor's cock, but had no experience in either giving or
getting a blow job.  My very quick attention to Jason's cock was a fast
lesson and now he would get a visual lesson as well.

We must have looked like mirror images of each other.  As I raised my
hand to stroke Stefan's cock, Jason did the same.  I put my mouth on just
the tip of Stefan's cock and sucked and licked.  I could see out of the
corner of my eye, that Jason was doing the same thing.  I pushed Stefan
back so that was laying on the bed, but his midsection was right at the
edge of the bed.  Trevor and Jason followed suit.  I began running my
tongue along those balls that I just recently shaved.   I licked on the
sides of his nuts down to the area right between his balls and ass.  I
flicked my tongue quickly.  I could see the shadow of Jason's face
looking to see what I was doing and then he began doing the same to Trevor.

I thought I heard moans and expressions of what was likely a young man
shooting his load, but I quickly returned my focus to Stefan.  He raised
his knees up, exposing his pink ass.  I knew what he wanted.  Trevor had
done the same thing.  I could make out Jason looking at me as if to ensure
he was supposed to do what was obvious.  I shook my head 'yes' and began
using my tongue on Stefan's hole.  The more I used my tongue on him, the
more his hole relaxed.  I was sticking my tongue in and out and licking
so fast, it was almost like I was fucking his ass with my tongue.  Trevor
and Stefan were both moaning softly.

I went back to work on his cock.  I grasped the base in my free hand and
began to stroke.  I then began to pump my mouth up and down on his cock
and a rapid, steady rhythm.  I could see that Jason was doing the same.
I touched Jason to get his attention and held up my index finger and
slowly lowered it to Stefan's ass, hoping Jason would do the same with
Trevor.  Hearing Trevor moan more loudly, at the same moment my finger
slide into Stefan's wet and relaxed asshole, I knew Jason was a fast
learner.

Stefan's breathing was faster and he was running his fingers through my
hair and applying a bit of pressure to my head, ensuring that I wouldn't
stop.  I felt his ass close tight on my finger and then next thing I
knew, my mouth was filled with jet after jet of my mentor's cum.  It was
slightly salty, but I liked it.  I slowed down, knowing he would be very
sensitive.   I ran my tongue around his cock, making sure I licked up
any remaining semen.

As I raised my head, I looked over at Jason and saw that Trevor and
Stefan must have cum at about the same time, as Jason was running his
tongue over Trevor's now softening cock.  I caught Jason's eye and knew
what had to happen.  The boy had a raging hard on that had never been
sucked all the way off.  I sat on the edge of the bed and motioned for
him stand in front of me.  Of course, this necessitated Trevor standing
as well, but he was happy to oblige, even though he would have liked
to stay lying down, enjoying the after effects of his orgasm.  I started
sucking Jason's cock in earnest.  As I was just getting into it, I felt
him reaching down to try and stroke my cock.

After some maneuvering, we finally ended up in a 69 position, with Jason
over me.  He had learned quickly.  His mouth felt great on my cock as he
slid up and down on me.  He was essentially face fucking me at a very
rapid pace.  It was all I could do to handle him.  I felt a hand which
had to be Stefan or Trevor playing with my balls.  It wasn't going to be
long before I blasted.

Suddenly, Jason pumped his dick as far down my throat as it would go.
Thankfully, my cock was in his mouth or the whole building would have
heard him shout as he came.  His body was shaking as he continued to
pump into my mouth.  As soon as his cum started to fill my mouth, I was
cumming right along with him.

He slowed his thrusts, but it felt like he wouldn't quit shooting,
which allowed me to gently tongue his still very sensitive dick as it
continued to send several more volleys of cum into my mouth.  It felt
like he wouldn't quit shooting.  It was the biggest load I had ever
taken.  Jason stopped his thrusts, shuddered and whimpered slightly,
removing his cock from my mouth and letting mine drop from his.

After a moment of recovery, we all stood and embraced for a moment.  It
was a great feeling.  Trevor and Jason left for their room and Stefan
and I got into bed.  As we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms,
I know I heard the sounds of a couple of more guys trying to quiet what
must have been very strong orgasms.