Date: Sun, 6 Sep 2015 14:21:14 -0500
From: J L <spartaguy23@gmail.com>
Subject: Becoming a Spartan - Chapter 24

Becoming a Spartan, Chapter 24
By JLarsen   spartaguy23@gmail.com
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Chapter 24

The walk back was certainly at a slower pace than the trip out.  It was filled
with tales of the rain and hunger.  Many of the guys had eaten very little
since they left the campus the day before.  I didn't hear anyone mention a
visit from their mentors.  Perhaps more had, but no one wanted to go public
with that information.

Very few of us had actually trapped anything.  Erik had a rabbit in the trap
when he woke up this morning, so he wasn't in as bad of shape as some of the
others.  Neil had also snared a rabbit.  He had brought the skin back with
him.

"Yea, at some point when I start wearing clothes again, I'll make something
out of it," he laughed.  "I just hope an animal rights person gives me shit
about it.  They will get an earful."

The Headmaster and our mentors were waiting for us as we all walked into the
grounds and onto the green.  There was a small bag lunch and some sports
drinks for us.

I fell into Stefan's arms for a long, comforting embrace.

"Men, you have all returned and made another step toward becoming Spartans,"
said the Headmaster.  "There is a small meal for you to eat.  More will be
forthcoming later in the evening, but given that many of you have eaten very
little in the last days, eating too much too quickly, could make you sick.
The last days have tested you, but they have also given you time to consider
your future.  If any of you feels Sparta is not the place for you.  Now is the
time to make that known."

The Headmaster was quiet for several moments.  "Anyone?" he repeated.  Hearing
nothing from the group, he said, "Excellent.  I didn't think we would, but
protocol requires that I ask.  Unbuckle your belts and leave them on the
green.  After you are done eating, you may go to your rooms. There will be an
evening meal together."

Immediately, 30 boys began relaying their stories to their mentors.  As I
talked with Stefan, I learned that while all of the mentors tried to get to
their charges, some got caught and sent back indoors.  Yes, it was typical for
some to go with no food the entire time.  No, I hadn't broke the rules in what
I had done.  Yes, he had already heard about the five on one sexual episode.

"It's weird,"  I confessed.  "I think I kind of enjoy being the Top Man."
And I relayed my experience with Parker.

"I'm not surprised," said Stefan.  "It's all part of the growing and learning
process.  Enjoy it while you can.  While you are definitely the Top Man in
your class, there will be 90 guys who outrank you quite soon."

"When will they arrive?" I asked.

"Soon," Stefan smiled and I knew it was fruitless to ask any more.

As we got up and started to head into the dorm, Neil and another guy
approached us.

"Hey Luke, this is my mentor, Tyler," said Neil.  I shook Tyler's hand and
Stefan and Tyler exchanged head nods.  Tyler brown hair worn in the style of
all Spartans.  He was a good looking guy with a captivating smile.

"Tyler Watts," he said as he shook my hand.  "Sounds like you all managed to
have a bit of enjoyment out there," said Tyler smiling.

"Got to keep the Top Man happy and satisfied," added Neil, smiling.
"Especially when he looks like you."

"Well, I think this Top Man needs to get in the shower before I'm fit to do
anything," I commented.

"I'll just be in the room," said Stefan as we entered the building.

"A shower sounds great," said Neil as he followed me toward the bathroom.  I
really didn't pay attention to the fact that a number of the other guys had
followed us into the shower or that Neil was right next to me.  As I was
adjusting the water temperature, I felt two soapy hands on my shoulders.

"May I please?" asked Neil.  I simply nodded and he continued to work his
fingers into my shoulders.  It was a combination of a deep tissue and sensual
massage.  The pace he was washing me was slow and soft.  Neil reached around
and soaped my chest, spending a great deal of time on my now erect nipples.  I
felt my cock begin to rise. He used his sudsy hands to tickle them and run his
fingers around them, but then as the soap rinsed away, the soft tickle turned
into gentle tweaking.

My eyes closed, I just focused on the feelings, blocking out anything or
anyone else.  His hands returned to my back and he washed my shoulders,
sliding down to the small of my back.  One hand left for a moment and returned
with soap.  His hands grabbed the cheeks of my ass and he began an alternating
squeezing, massaging, washing motion.  I spread my feet apart so he had easier
access to what I knew was coming.

His fingers slid down my crack to my hole.  I put my hands on the wall
shoulder level and leaned forward, exposing my ass to his ministrations.  His
slippery fingers found my rosebud and began massaging it.

"Fuuuuuuucccckkkkkk," I moaned, as he slid a finger into my hole.  I could
feel it slowly side deeper as my ass began to relax and allow his finger to
probe deeper and deeper into me.  As his finger slid over my prostate, I felt
a jolt go through me.  I still wasn't used to that feeling.  One of his hands
was massaging a butt cheek while the other began a slow rhythm sliding in and
out, each time pressing against that magic spot.

While Neil was using one hand one my ass, he moved the other to circle my
raging hard cock.  I just stood there as one hand stroked up and down on my
dick while the other kept the same tempo sliding in and out of my ass.  One
had slid up and off my cock while the other came partly out of my hole.  Then
his soapy hand came back down, sliding over the head of my cock just as his
other brushed over my prostate.

All I could do was stand in place, moaning and taking in the incredible
feelings on both sides of my mid-section.  I was frozen in place, not needing
to move my hips.  Neil was doing the movement for me.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh......" I moaned, feeling the beginnings of an orgasm.

"Yes, baby," Neil whispered in my ear.  "Cum for me Top Man......come on, do
it..."  His pace was faster.  The water was spraying down, his hands doing
incredible things to my cock and ass......

"Oh, yes......yes......almost," I panted.  In a flash, his mouth replaced the
hand on my cock.  His tongue swishing around the head of my cock.

As his finger gave an extra push on my button, I exploded in his mouth.  Neil
pumped my dick of every drop of cum I had in me.  As he took his mouth off my
softening cock, he stood and put his hands on the sides of my head and kissed
me.  His tongue opened my lips, allowing my cum to flow into my mouth.  He
teased my tongue with his and then pulled away slightly.

"Thanks Top Man," he whispered.  "Let me know anytime you need your back
washed."  Until he started speaking, my eyes had been closed the entire time.
I opened them to see several guys gathered around, looking at us, and stroking
their hard cocks.

"So......fucking.......hot," said Erik as his cock shot several ropes of cum
into the air.  Parker and Jason followed soon afterwards, panting from their
orgasm.

I was a bit embarrassed.  I looked at Neil, his dark eyes dancing, a
mischievous grin on his face.  But the embarrassment faded as I returned
his grin.

"Thirty minutes to supper," said Nick.  I wasn't sure how long he had been
there, but his cock was hard and he gave me big smile.

Dinner was large by the standards we had been used to, the food was plain, but
plentiful and the guys seemed to inhale it.  Of course, the talk was about the
days we had spent outdoors, everyone sharing what they found, didn't find, but
also the time alone to think what we were doing there.

While I definitely joined in on the desire to be at Sparta, I kept my thoughts
about the different relationships to myself.  When Neil broke our kiss, the
taste of my tongue still on my lips, I didn't want him to move away.  I wanted
to kiss him again.

"Okay men," said Ian after we had all clearly eaten our fill.  "Into the
multi-purpose room."

As we entered, I saw on the floor in perfect rows what looked like large
dildos and small bottle of lube set out for each one of us.

"Soon, you will be introduced to the joys of anal sex," began Nick.  "We want
to make sure that you are ready for that.  These are butt plugs, not dildos.
They aren't to be used to fuck yourselves or have one of the other guys fuck
you with it.  It is to be kept in place at all times."

By this time, we were all had our plugs in our hands, examining them.  They
were wider in the middle than at either end.  there was a flap that would
serve to keep it from going all the way into our asses.

"Get on your backs and let your mentors begin the process of plugging your
sweet young butts," said Nick, chuckling.

Stefan was grinning at me as he got in between my legs.  He applied lube to
his fingers and then to my ass.

"This won't hurt a bit," he said with a grin.  "Seriously, if we do it right,
there won't be much pain."

He started with a single finger, sliding in and out.  It felt great.  Now and
then, he brushed my prostate,  but it was obvious that wasn't the focus of
what he was doing, but it happened about every third stroke.

"Here comes the second one," he warned.  It felt a bit more full, but still
good as my ass adjusted to the width.  It was a slow motion of in and out.  It
felt good.  If this was what fucking was like, I would definitely enjoy it.

"Okay, baby, get ready," said Stef.  "Push out like you are taking a dump.  It
actually will open you up and relax it so I can get the third in.  Ready?"

I nodded my head and pushed like he said.  I felt the finger start to enter.
My ass was resisting.  Relax, I told myself.  Push out.  I felt my hole give
way and allow his third finger in.  He just held it there.

"That's it," he whispered in my ear.  "You've got it.  Short breathes.  I'll
let you get used to it."  Stef held his fingers in place for a brief period
and then started to slide them in and out.  I loved the feeling.  With this
many fingers, he was brushing that spot more often than not.  My cock was
hard, my breathing getting deeper.

"Okay, we are going to change them out," Stefan said quietly.  I could feel
him expand his fingers as they were in my ass.  I tried to relax my hole as
much as possible.  I could feel the plug next to my ass, pushing in between
the fingers.  In a flash, the fingers were out and the plug was in.

"Fuck!" I screamed as the plug invaded my ass, a jolt of pain going through
me, deflating my cock.  I could hear similar shouts of pain around me and
knew we were all experiencing the same thing.

"Relax baby.....breathe....nice and slow....that's it," coached Stef.  As my
ass adjusted to the invasion, the pain was replaced by a very full sensation.
Laying there, it wasn't much of a pleasurable sensation, but full.

"You will have your plug in at all times except obviously, in the morning when
are in the bathroom.  Pull it out, do your business, clean it in the bins
provided and have your mentor reinsert it," explained Nick.  "You should try
to wear it while working the weights.  If that proves too difficult, you can
take it out while at the gym and have your mentor replace it when you are done
lifting."

It was when I got up and began walking, that the feeling changed.  The full
feeling was there, but the motion of walking sent incredible feelings to my
ass.  My cock began to rise again.  I noticed a similar affect with the other
guys.

"Will, this happen the whole time we have them in," I asked Stef as we headed
for the room.

"To different degrees, yes," he answered as he put his arm around my shoulder.
"You will start to get used to it, but you will also move a certain way and a
wave of pleasure will come over you."

As we got to the room, Stef turned to me and pushed me to my knees.  I knew
what was expected and began licking his partially hard dick.  My tongue danced
around the tip, trying to work its way into his foreskin to get to the actual
tip.  His cock responded by getting fully hard.  I pulled the hood back and
washed the smooth head with my tongue.

"Oh my, I so missed you," said Stef as he ran his fingers around my head,
massaging me as I worked on his cock.

"How can I please you?" I asked in the opposite of my Top Man attitude.
Earlier, I had enjoyed being watched, being pleasured, being the total Top,
but at this moment, I wanted nothing more than to please my mentor.

Without saying anything, Stef kneeled on the bed and lowered his head.  This
had the effect of opening his tight ass to me.  I knew what he wanted.
I began with quick flicks around the edge of his hole, then pushing my tongue
straight into it, pulling out, licking around the hole, then thrusting it in
and out of his ass.  It produced the desired effect.  Stef was moaning as I
kept up my tongue's assault on is sweet ass.  I was stroking his very hard
cock as my tongue slid down from his ass to his low hanging balls, licking
all the way as I went.  They were hanging enough that I could gently take one
of his balls into my mouth and gently swirl my tongue around it.

His precum was definitely leaking out.  I went back to his ass and worked my
tongue in and out as fast as I could make it go.  His hole opened slightly
allowing me to truly tongue fuck him.

The intensity of his moans was becoming more intense as I continued to lick.

"Suck....me.......finger....in......ass," was all he could manage to say.

With him on his knees, I slid under him and swallowed his cock.  His ass
was more than wet enough to allow my finger to penetrate it in one push.
He was pumping quickly, driving his cock down my mouth on the forward
thrust, back against my finger and the backward movement.

I could feel his gland harden as my finger played over it and I knew what was
next.

"Ahhhhhhh!!!" he screamed as he pushed forward, shooting most of his cum
straight into my throat, bypassing my mouth.  The next several thrusts weren't
quite as we deep and allowed me to taste his juice as it continued to leak
out.  When his movements stopped, I slowly pulled my finger from his ass and
pulled his cock from my mouth.

"God, I've missed you," he said as I moved to a spooning position with my back
to him.  I felt home and at peace.

I awoke with a start, feeling like I needed to get to the bathroom
immediately.