Date: Sun, 16 Oct 2016 22:04:15 -0500
From: J L <spartaguy23@gmail.com>
Subject: Becoming a Spartan - Chapter 25

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Chapter 25

I jumped out of bed, waking Stefan in the process.  He chuckled as he
followed me to the bathroom.

"Don't pull it out until you are at a toilet," he called after me.

The Sparta diet had an amazing way of making you take one dump in the morning
and that was it for the day.  This, plus the butt plug, was making my insides
very uncomfortable.  As soon as I got to the bathroom, I grabbed the end of
the plug and pulled.  At first, it didn't want to come out.  I pulled on the
plug again and pushed out slightly.  My ass opened for a moment to let it
out, shut for an instant and immediately reopened to let the rest of what was
in there out.

I sat on the stool, breathing a bit heavily.  My ass felt empty, like it
wanted something back in there.  Stefan had caught up to me, smiling.
"
Catch your breath, clean it off, shower, and we will get it back in," he
said.

There were plastic tubs of soapy water, a rinse bucket, a bleach bucket and a
final rinse.

Other guys were entering the bathroom/shower area going through the same
process as me.

"Out on the green in 15 minutes," said Ian as he stuck his head into the
area.

"Leave it in the bleach while we shower," said Stef.  There was no time for
any type of activity other than showering, so things moved along pretty
quickly.

Showers completed, we made our way back to the butt plugs.

"Get on your hands and knees," said Stef.  I complied and saw the other guys
assuming the same position. I quickly felt lube entering my ass.  Stef played
with the hole for a while, loosening me up at least a little bit.  My cock
was starting to respond, regaining its morning hardness.

"Remember, relax and push out", Stefan reminded me.  No sooner had he said
it, than I felt the plug at the entrance to my ass.  I did as told and it
popped in much easier than the last time.  Very little pain.  As we started
to walk outside, the plug actually started to feel good.

The Headmaster was there waiting for us.

"Men, the previous several days and the next two will change your life
forever.  You have started your training and still have a long way to go and
much to learn about our philosophy, but you have started down the road," he
said.  "In the next two days, you will go from boys being introduced to a new
way of living to men who have chosen to be Spartans.  It is a choice, that
once made, cannot be unmade.  Consider it well.  You will be asked several
times during the next two days if you accept the Spartan life.  There is no
shame is saying 'no'.  If this life is not accepted and embraced freely, you
should not continue.  Is there anyone among you who has considered what is
before them and decided this is not the path for them?"

All of us were silent.

"Hearing none, we will repeat the pledge," he said.  I'm sure it was the
weight of the last several days and more fully understanding the commitment
Stef was making, but the pledge meant more than it had in the past and seemed
to be even more earnest than it had been before, if that were possible.

We rose and walked into breakfast.

When I sat down, the plug brushed against my prostate and sent a shiver
through me.  Breakfast was the normal quick affair.  When it concluded, we
went to one of the classrooms to find out more about our actual classes.
Nicolas would be teaching an English literature class focusing on Shakespeare
and his contemporaries.  Ian would be teaching a political science course
with the focus on the middle east.  We would have an immersion class in
Spanish, taught by a lecturer.  We would have a class that focused on macro
economics.  Out science class would be chemistry.  The last class discussed
would be a business management and accounting class. These last three classes
would not be taught by full time faculty, but by Spartans who worked in these
areas.  Some classes would be multiple times a week, others would be a
morning or afternoon in order to better accommodate the outside teachers'
schedules. In addition, we would be expected to work out at least once a day.

"By normal college standards, this would be a 20 semester hour load, without
counting the physical education aspect of your days," explained Ian.  "But
the pace of these classes will be accelerated. You will learn more in this
semester than your friends will in a year.  In fact, when you next see them,
I encourage you to engage them on some of the concepts you will have learned.
Both you and they will realize your education is far superior to whatever
they are experiencing. You will be very busy young men.  But, I expect you
will still find time to suck a few cocks along the way."

"There will be strict study hours.  During those times, upper classmen and
classmates cannot approach you for sex," said Nicolas.  "However, your mentor
can always ask for service.  The exception is at the gym.  Because of the
body contact in helping to spot each other, sometimes things pop up and have
to be taken care of.  Speaking of the gym, we will eat lunch, you will put
your books and materials in your rooms and then it's workout time, so let's
head over."  Lunch was quick and plentiful.  After our time outside, all of
the guys were appreciative of the food, even if it was a bit plain.

For what seemed like over an hour and half, we cycled through the various
machines.  More than one guy shot the plug out of their ass as they exerted
their strength to lift the weights.  As I moved through the different
machines, the plug often created a pleasurable feeling in my ass.  Several
times I wanted to push it in further or move it around a bit so that it would
more directly hit my pleasure spot.  As a result of this, along with most of
the rest of classmates, I had about a 3/4 hard on.

Laying on my back to do a bench press, I found if I pushed against the bench
just a certain way, it hit things just right.  As I pushed my ass down when I
lifted the weight, a shot of pleasure went through me.  If they were sitting
at a machine or laying on a bench, I could see most of the other guys doing
something to rearrange the plug so it was more pleasurable as well.

I looked to my right and there was a nice cock, about 5.5" long, cut and
sticking out parallel to the ground, not fully hard, but not soft.  I opened
my mouth and leaned in, taking it in my mouth.

"Oh, Jesus, that's nice," said the guy whose cock I was sucking.  I had
obviously seen him around, but I hadn't been formally introduced to him.  He
was a little on the shorter side, which is probably why his cock was so
accessible, probably around 5' 6", jet black hair and brown eyes.

I obviously, gave up any idea of lifting at this point.  I pulled back from
the now very hard dick to lick his balls.  They were hanging down slightly
and I brushed my tongue along them.  Another moan.  I put the cock back in my
mouth and he began to face fuck me with a slow rhythm.

I felt someone's mouth engulf my dick and it immediately began growing to
full mast.  The technique felt new......if it were Erik, Jason, Stef, Parker
or Neil, they were trying some new things.  I began to pump slightly as I
busied myself with the dick in my mouth.

It was exciting not knowing who was sucking my cock and not knowing the name
of the guy whose cock I was sucking.  The cock I was sucking was right at 6",
which was the perfect size for me.  I could take it all the way to his groin
as he pumped.  I felt the tongue leave my cock and lightly lick my balls.
Soft moans were coming from both me and the guy I was sucking.  The guy
tending to me grabbed my plug while going back to my cock.  As he swallowed
me all the way down, he also manipulated the plug around in my ass.

He was pulling it slightly out and then pushing it back in, almost fucking me
with it, but never coming close to actually pulling it out.  The more he did
it, the more I was loving the feeling.  I reach underneath the guy whose dick
was in my mouth and pushed on his plug.  He gasped and it seemed like his
dick got a bit bigger and harder.

Part of me wanted to leave the cock I was sucking, lift my head, and see who
was giving me the blow job.  Another part of me found the anonymity of it
even more exciting.  I could feel my orgasm approaching, I thrust my hips up
into this mouth.

Using the guy's ass to guide the movement, I was pushing the cock in my mouth
in as far as it would go.  He adjusted to the pace I had set and moved his
hips in time with my pushing.  I could tell he wasn't far from blowing is
load either.

I felt the plug being pushed in as far as it would go.  It hit the spot and
my cum blasted into the guy's mouth.  My whole body was limp.  I stopped
pushing the guy's cock into my mouth, but he kept the motion going.  As I
recovered and realized there was still a hard cock in my mouth, I realized I
really wanted to swallow some cum.  I pushed my hand flat against his plug,
driving it into his ass.  He groaned, pushed hard and kept his cock all the
way in as I felt my mouth fill with his hot cum.  After the first spirt, he
began thrusting in and out again, still cumming and feeding me more and more
of his jiz.  Finally, he pulled his softening cock out of my mouth.

"That was fucking amazing," said the guy.  "But aren't I the one who is
supposed to being sucking the Top Man?  Although, to be fair, someone seemed
to be taking care of that aspect of things."  He chuckled good naturedly
after saying it.  I started to sit up.  Whoever had sucked my cock, had
disappeared into the mass of young men, some still lifting, some sucking each
other's cocks.

"Well, the Top Man gets to call the shots, so I guess if I want a load of cum
in my mouth, you have to submit to that as well," I joked.

"In that case, I will always volunteer as tribute," he said, holding out his
hand.  "It seems we should have introduced ourselves before you swallowed my
cum, but I'm Colin Draper.

"I'm-"I began.

"I already know who you are."  He was still smiling, giving me a bit of shit
while shaking my hand.  He had broad shoulders and a tapered waist.  For
sucking a random cock that was in front of my face, I sure picked one that
belong to a sexy guy.

"Okay, men," hollered Ian.  "Some of you have already wrapped up the workout
and moved on to other things, but it's time to shower and head to your rooms.
You have some reading to do before the evening meal."

With Colin telling me that he already knew who I was, I again was struck with
the thought that I had missed getting to know some of the guys with my
evening with the Headmaster and our haircut adventure. Not that I would trade
either of those for anything, but if we had any down time, I really needed to
correct this and introduce myself to other men.

I met up with Stef on the way out of the gym.

"I guess that will teach me to always spot for you in the gym," said Stef
smiling.  "I leave your side for two minutes and right away, you are sucking
some other guy's cock."

"I will gladly service you as soon as we get to the room," I said, not
completely sure if he was kidding or serious.

"Not necessary," he said, putting his arm around my shoulder.  "You aren't
the only one who outranks everyone in your class."

"You mean, you got a blow job from someone else?" I asked, somewhat hurt.

"Well, yes......" said Stef.  "And your right, Neil is a great cocksucker."
Stef sensed the mixed emotions going through me.

"Hey," he stopped us.  "Look at me."  He took my face in his hands and looked
into my eyes.

"Our bond is sealed forever," he said.  "No amount of sex that either of us
will have with other people will change that.  You have had a great deal of
sex that didn't involve me in the last several days.  If you think I'm going
to jack off into my sheets waiting for you to come back, you haven't really
been listening to the Headmaster when he talks about our philosophy.  There
is no promise or even hint of monogamy or waiting until a partner is around.
It's about taking pleasure when and where you find it.  It's worked very well
for you from your standpoint.  I just don't think you have looked at it from
the other side."

Of course, he was right.  I had been so wrapped up in my own pleasure, I
hadn't even thought of Stef doing things with the pledges and mentors.

"I'm sorry," I said.  "I've been pretty wrapped up in myself a lot since I
got here.  It's not just toward you.  I feel like I've been too wrapped up in
being the "Top Man" and all of the other stuff, that I've kind of forgotten
who I really am and what kind of a person I am."  Stef put his hands down,
slid an arm around my waist, and we started walking to the dorm.

"Oh, so you feel like you should have been able to completely handle the
emotional roller coaster of the last week without a bump in the road?  Yea, I
would totally encourage you to continue to beat yourself up over those
feelings, because that would be real healthy."  The sarcasm and joking in his
voice was obvious, but just as obvious was the seriousness.

"You have just gone through a week that completely turned your life upside
down," he continued.  "Give yourself a bit of a break.  You recognized that
what to change a behavior.  Do you know how many guys don't realize how much
of a dick they are just because they are on the top of the pyramid?  You
realized it in the first week.  A lot of guys don't get it until they are
actually out of the college.  Then they realize no one in the big wide world
gives a shit about what you were compared to a bunch of teenagers."

My emotions came flooding out at once; fear, pride, love, envy, compassion.
And with the emotions came the tears.  Stef held me in his arms as my
emotions opened up.

"Hey," Stef said.  "The guys call you Top Man, but they don't do it because
they have to.  They do it because they want to.  You've earned it.  They like
you.  They respect you.  Give yourself a bit of a break......and besides, they
all think you are sexy as hell."

We broke the tight embrace, but he still held me by shoulders and looked into
my eyes.

"Most of the guys who come here break down at some point," he said.  "In a
way, it's the final point of accepting the Spartan philosophy.  You really
are leaving how the rest of the world and the way they live their lives
behind.  I think it is just sinking in for you.  Now, let's get to the room.
I think you have a play to read."

When we got to the room, there was an assignment sheet and copy of "Hamlet"
with a study guide.  The guide had a number of questions regarding parts of
the play, asking us to describe characters' motivations, the meaning of
certain phrases, whether the ghost was truly there or only Hamlet's mind,
etc.  All of the questions were to be answered in essay format.  This was not
my high school English class where the questions on a test were multiple
choice and more along the lines of "Who were Hamlet's friends from school?"

I got on the bed, laying on my stomach, and started to open "Hamlet".  I had
read it in high school and liked it, but this version seemed thicker.  Even
though there was no pressure on my butt plug, I could still feel it in my
ass, giving me that full feeling.

"What are you doing?" asked Stef, sitting at his desk, a book open.

"Starting on "Hamlet", I replied.

"We study while seated at the desk," he said matter of factly.  "You will
find it helps you focus, not to mention writing answers to the essay
questions."

Okay, I thought.  Just another little oddity of Sparta.  As I got up, it
struck me that I had no idea what time it was.  Indeed, I hadn't known what
time it was since I had arrived at Sparta.  I guess I wouldn't be able to
play my little games of "well, I'll just do blah blah for 15 minutes and then
I'll study".

When I sat at the desk, the plug hit my prostate.  As much as I wanted to
explore what it would feel like if moved around a bit, I knew I needed to
focus.

After getting about a third of the way through the play and questions, I
needed both a bathroom and mental health break.  I met Erik in the hall
coming the other way and immediately gave him a hug.

"Wow! What was that for?" asked Erik, returning my hug.

"Just want you to know I love you," I said.  He turned around and walked with
me toward the bathroom.  "I really hope we get at least a bit of downtime
tonight.  I'd love to just chat a bit."

"That would be great," said Erik.  "Hamlet's just a bit more intense than
last time we read it."

"You think?" I said, chuckling.  "It's interesting though.  Last time, I read
it because I had to.  This time, I want to.  The questions are hard, but
really make me understand why we are still performing this 400 years later."

"Well, since we don't have time for a quick blow job, I'll let you get to
your business," said Erik, giving me a shoulder hug and heading back to his
room.

As I stood at the urinal, a guy about 6' stood next to me.  Of course, he was
well built, his eyes were blue/green and hair was likely a dark brown color
if it had been longer.  His posture was almost perfect as he directed his
soft 3" cut cock's stream of piss into the urinal.

"Hey Top M----, I mean Luke," he said a bit embarrassed.

"Hey, either is fine," I said, as I finished up.  "I'm sorry, we haven't been
introduced..."

"I'm Kenny Johnson," he said quickly.  "I'd shake hands, but........." indicating
his hand on his cock.

"It's okay Kenny," I said.  "I'll have that cock in my mouth at some point, I
think I can shake the hand that's holding it while you piss."

"I guess that's true enough," Kenny said laughing and changing hands on his
cock while he shook my hand.

"Well, catch you around," I said, "I've got a couple of acts I still need to
get through."

"For sure," Kenny said.  "Yea, I'd never read it, but it's fascinating." With
that, we headed for our rooms.  I was back at the play with renewed interest
and vigor as soon as I was in my room.  I hadn't yet got to the carnage I
knew was coming in the final act, when Nic's voice announced supper would be
served shortly.

The evening meal was the most enjoyable since I had been at Sparta.  I was
just there with the other guys, we didn't have anything hanging over our
heads as far as tasks.  While we ate, we discussed the meaning of the various
parts of "Hamlet".  Why did it take so long for Hamlet to do act?  What did
the "to be or not be" speech really mean?  Was "The readiness is all.  Let
be" a key to the play and how to live your life?  I'd never been a part of
discussion like this.  Even better, I was able to meet a good number of the
guys and their mentors.  If this is what evenings at Sparta were going to be
like, I knew I would love it.

We would exercise our bodies and our minds, and have a good amount of sex
along the way.  What could be a better circumstance for an 18 year old?
After dinner, we were instructed to go back and study.  We were told that no
sex was to happen until study time was over.

One by one, the major characters in Hamlet died off, most because of their
own mischief and attempts to kill someone else.  After all of the incredibly
serious and pointed questions, I chuckled at the last one on the study guide:
"Discuss the themes in "The Lion King" and "Star Wars (the movie released in
1977)" and how they are or are not similar to those presented in "Hamlet"."
Just as a finished my answers, a bell rang in the hall and I looked at Stef,
wondering what it meant.

"Study time is over," said Stef.  "Did you get through the play?"

"I did," I answered, leaving my chair and kneeling front of him.  "It made me
want a bit of sword play.  Oh look here is one.  Perhaps with some work, I
can unsheathe this shaft."

I began to suck his cock in earnest and it was rapidly going from soft to
hard.  Remembering that someone else had sucked his cock earlier in the day,
I wanted to make sure he remembered my skills in the cock sucking department.
I didn't want this to be a long slow act.  I needed the urgency of his hot
hard cock.

My mouth and tongue were working on his cock with a pace that had his breath
picking up speed.  I would swirl underneath the hood of skin on his dick,
then slowly slide the skin back as I continued licking the very sensitive
head of his cock.  That produced a sharp intake of breath.  I knew I was
having the desired effect on him.  No fingers in the butt, no licking balls,
just all about his cock.

I deep throated him, taking his hard dick all the way down my throat, then
came up licked the head again.  I pulled off for a minute and then started
quickly pumping his cock with my lips.  His breathing was getting faster.  He
grabbed me by the head, but still let me set the pace of the blow job.  I
kept it up for a couple of minutes, then he started to moan and held my head
in place and thrust his cock all the way into my mouth, pulled slowly out and
pushed back in again.  He repeated it four times shooting a volley of cum
into my mouth each time, finally slumping back down on the chair.  My mouth
was full of the cum that hadn't been shot straight down my throat.

Sitting on his lap, I leaned in and kissed him, giving some of his own cum
back.  After a few minutes he pulled back.

"There seemed to be a bit of urgency to that," he said softly.  "It was fast
and hot."

"I just wanted to make sure that you remembered who gives you the best blow
jobs," I said smiling.

"Well, that certainly made an impression," he said.  "Now, unless I miss my
guess, I am betting there is a great deal of sex happening down the hall.
Why don't you go hang out with the guys.  I have a little bit to finish in
what I was reading and then I'll join you."

I gave him a quick kiss and started to head to the hall.  The first room was
empty, but in the second room, they had actually pushed the two beds
together.  On it was a mass of naked teen and twenty somethings.  I decided
to dive in.  One of the guys had another one who was face fucking him.  I
couldn't see either of their faces, but there was a very hard 7" cut cock
sticking straight up.  I moved to it and took it in my hand.  I began to
tease the tip, running my tongue around the very pronounced crown of his
cock.  After keeping that up for a few minutes, I started moving my mouth up
and down on just the head of his dick, not going all the way down.  He spread
his legs and raised them as much as he could, exposing his ass.  Pulling off
his cock for minute, I looked down.  His ass had a plug in it, so I knew he
was a classmate, not one of the mentors.

We weren't supposed to use the plugs to actually fuck each other, but looking
around it was obvious that rule was being pushed to it's extreme.  Guys were
manipulating the plugs in every way except pulling it in and out.

I decided on the same approach.  Licking his balls lightly as I did it, I
began moving the base so that it pointed in different directions in his ass.
Returning to his cock, I went to work, trying everything I knew to get him to
cum.  I could tell it was working.  His hips began to pump and pretty soon I
was rewarded with a big blast of hot cum, followed by several smaller shots.
I was beginning to recognize the different tastes of cum and this one seemed
new.  It would be interesting to see whose cock I had just sucked.  I guess I
was sort of even with whoever had sucked me earlier in the day and left
without me knowing who it was.

Just as I was thinking that, whoever was feeding my guy his dick pulled away,
obviously having cum.  I looked to see who owned the dick I had just had in
my mouth.  I was Kenny.

"See, I told you I'd be sucking that cock soon," I said chuckling.

"Get up here and let me return the favor," he said motioning me to come
further in the scrum of bodies.

This was my first experience with an actual group of people all entwined with
each other. I fed my cock to Kenny and quickly learned to lick or suck
whatever and whoever was in front of me.  A cock would appear and I would
begin to suck it.  Most of the time, he didn't cum, but pulled out either so
that he could suck a cock in a different position or just wanting to feel a
different mouth on his cock.

Half of the time, I had no idea who was sucking my cock or licking my balls,
or which two guys were doing both at the same time.  Most of the time I at
least saw the face of the guy who had his cock in my mouth.  Some I
recognized from supper, some I still hadn't met.  I know at one point, Erik
fed me his cock and I swallowed his load.  It felt good, both to suck his
cock and thus reconnect, and take a load of cum that I would have been able
to recognize even if I didn't know it was him.  The second mouth on my dick
was Neil.  I didn't see him, but I would recognize his style in a heartbeat.
He almost made me cum, but backed off before I blasted.  It was the 4th mouth
that was on my dick that got my first load of the evening.  Again, I wasn't
sure who it was.  It was a cock sucking style that didn't feel familiar, but
he was good.  Of course, he benefited from three guys before him that had me
real close.

At some point I lost count of the cocks I had sucked.  I'm pretty sure I
swallowed 10 loads of cum, not including Stef's, but sucked a lot more cocks
than that.  I heard that one of the rooms down the hall had been similarly
arranged and guys were moving back and forth between them.  I didn't leave
the room where I started, as I always seemed to find a cock to suck, an ass
to lick or someone was giving me too good of a blowjob for me to leave.

While I still didn't know all of their names, I was sure that I had to have
traded blowjobs with everyone in my class and their mentors.  After I had
sucked or swallowed them, several of the guys whispered a "Thanks Top Man" or
something similar in my ear before moving on to someone else.

Thankfully, the same sound as had signaled the end of study time echoed
through the hall.  They guys recognized it as calling a halt to the
activities for the evening.  We rearranged the room and staggered back to our
rooms, exhausted from intense sex.

Stef was walking down the hall as I emerged from the room.  He put his arm
around me shoulder.

"It's going to be a hell of a year," I said as we walked into our room.