Date: Tue, 18 Aug 2015 21:14:32 -0500
From: J L <spartaguy23@gmail.com>
Subject: Becoming a Spartan - Chapter 23

Becoming a Spartan, Chapter 23
By JLarsen   spartaguy23@gmail.com

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Chapter 23

Still nothing in the traps.  I was beginning to wonder if there were in fact
any small animals in these woods.  In addition to the apples and nuts, I found
several other plants that added a bit to my diet.  I decided to stay around my
camp site rather than seeking out the company of the other guys who I knew
were close by.

I assumed that within a few days, the rest of the school would arrive and our
actual classes would begin.  I wanted to mentally prepare as much as I could
for what was coming.

As I lay in the sun, I again starting trying to sort out the emotions I was
feeling for different people in my life.  Everyone from my father to Stefan to
Erik to the other guys at Sparta.

Knowing that my dad and many of the people who worked for him were Spartans,
or from Spartan families, gave me whole new insights into some of
relationships and what might be going on under the surface.  Was my dad having
sex with people in the office?  Which ones?  It intrigued me and actually
excited me a bit.  I had worked along side them for summers, not knowing what
may have been going on during breaks and over lunch.

My feelings for Erik, Stefan, and some of the others were more complicated.
In the span of a week, I had developed an incredible bond with Stefan.  While
it was passionate and intense, it didn't feel like the romantic love I'd
always read about.  The Spartan program is obviously set up to generate that
immediate bonding.  I'm sure it would only get stronger as the years went by.

Erik and I had always been like brothers, even when we started the sexual
aspect of our relationship.  It was a deep friendship, never anything more
than that.  I couldn't imagine that changing.

I really hadn't given any of the other guys at Sparta much thought in terms of
romance or sex.  Between the haircuts and the evening with the Headmaster, I
hadn't really had a chance to meet the other guys or have anything to do with
them.  It seemed that with those two evenings, the other guys had chatted
among themselves a bit and at times, I was the topic of conversation.  I also
had the impression that there was likely a fair amount of sex out in the open
among the other guys.

As I was thinking about things, I heard a loud snap noise.  Something had
finally hit one of my traps.  Walking over to it, I could see a medium sized
rabbit in the jaws of the trap, already dead.  Although I knew I would be back
at Sparta this evening, I actually couldn't be sure of what we would eat and
when.  I decided to use my training and cook it.  While not an expert at
preparing it for cooking, I managed to get it done.  After a fair amount of
work, I got the fire going and cooked strips of meat on makeshift skewers.

When I first started the process of cleaning the rabbit, I wasn't sure I was
that hungry.  But by the time, the first strips were ready to eat, my body
was telling me I had made the right call.  I cooked and ate the entire rabbit
and finally felt fully satisfied for the first time since I had left the main
grounds.  Since I didn't want to catch anything else, I released the other
trap, put out the fire, cleaned up, and stretched out on my makeshift bed.

Waking up several hours later, I could see the sun was starting to get lower.
It wouldn't be long before sundown.  I cleaned up what little there was and
made one more trip to the spring.  Parker was there getting water.  He already
had his belt on with the traps attached.

"Hey Top Man," he said casually, sounding tired.  "Fuck, I can't wait to get
back to some real food.  I don't know why we had all of the training.  I think
they purposely chased all of the wildlife from these woods."

My lack of response caused him to give me an apprizing look.  "You had
something in your trap didn't you?" he asked, almost accusingly.

"Yea, I had a rabbit this morning," I replied quietly.

"Well, it figures, that's why you are the Top Man," he smiled.  "Maybe since I
swallowed some of that stud juice, it will rub off on me."

"I think you need a lot more than you have had so far," I said somewhat
jokingly, but remembering he was a great cocksucker.

"Oh Yea? Is that an order or an offer?" Parker replied.

"Both," I replied.  "You need to suck my cock.....now"

The feeling of power and knowing my dick was in for a treat, had my cock
already expanding.

Parker hesitated for only a moment.  He approached, dropped to his knees and
engulfed my already hard cock.

I had his head in my hands, holding it still while I set the tempo, slowly
pulling my cock out and quickly thrusting it back in.  Parker adjusted quickly
to what I was doing, using his tongue to bath my cock as it pulled out of his
mouth.

"Lick my balls," I said simply and he immediately complied.  I spread my legs
apart giving him more access to my tender nuts.  "Softly......just swirl your
tongue around them......slow strokes......mmmm"

Not only was I enjoying the feelings in my cock and balls, I was getting off
on the fact that I was in control.  I was more in the zone as he continued to
use his tongue on my nuts.

"Now the head.  Use your tongue around the head.......yea, lick the
rim.....around and around.....all the way down.....use your tongue again."

I went back to face fucking him at my own pace, which was picking up as time
went on.

"Oh yea, baby, here comes your load of man juice.....get ready," I moaned.  I
could feel his chin and nose as I thrust my cock into his throat as far as it
would go, my hips on autopilot for the next several volleys of cum, pulling
out and back in to the hilt.  I held his head to my cock as he swirled his
tongue around it getting the last few drops of my intense orgasm.  Finally, I
was at the point where my dick was to sensitive and I pulled out, breathing
hard.

"Fuck," I moaned, regaining my thoughts and realizing I was a bit overzealous
in what I had just done.  "I'm sorry if I was-"

"Dude," Parker interrupted.  "I never thought I was much of a sub, but I
just came all over myself when you pumped that load into me."

"Kind of a new experience for me as well," I said.  I had always more or less
just let sex happen.  Obviously, I initiated things and others starting doing
things that I followed.  When the Headmaster was administering his
"punishment" he had ordered us to do things and that was mildly exciting.

But, feeling in control definitely gave me an added level of sexual
excitement.  Perhaps being the Top Man was going to have advantages I hadn't
thought about.

"Well, I think it's about time we head start heading back," said Parker.  "I'm
hungry and now that I had a little protein shake, I'm sure I have the energy
to make it."

We put our arms around each other's shoulders and headed back through my
campsite to the main path.  As we arrived, we joined others heading back as
well.