Date: Sat, 8 Aug 2015 22:25:55 -0700 From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com> Subject: Phallusstine Boys Acadamy-12 - Corey-2a in Bi-Sexual High School (This is the exact same story I sent about 7 hours ago except that It should have been Phallusstine Boys Acadamy-12 rather than -11). Corey's day in Paradise: 1 Time to Rise 1 Tub time 2a School bus trip 2b A day at the Phallustine Acadamy 3 After school adventures 3 Mom drives him home 4 Cozy hours watching porn with mom and sis 4 Bedtime --------------------------------------------------------------------- Carly Carson was already a legend as a school bus driver for the Phallustine and Cliterstine acadamys although she had only been driving for them for three years. Her brusk, butch style seemed appropriate to help keep the often rowdy (mostly male) students under control. Every time a student entered the bus, Carly would call out `penises up front, vaginas in back' irrespective of the student's gender. She gave the evil eye to any student not obeying the simple order. A softer eye followed the legs of the pretty mini-skirted Clit girls as they headed down the aisle to the back of the bus. Carly's sexual orientation was not in doubt. She would sometimes reflect on how many months if not years she had spent between girls and womens legs providing what, as another component of her legend would have it, 4 star oral services to the lucky subjects of her lingual talents. Not a few of the Clit girls, some as young as 9 or 10 years old, were the beneficiaries of her admirable talents. Carly's opinions of men, however, were caustic and unrelenting. She considered them en masse a collection of drooling, pre-primate troglodytes with most of their so called brains stored in their dick head, the number of brain cells being diamtetrically opposite to the size of their cock. In spite of this, Callie had an affection for boys, particularily the soft, femme types who were so often abused, physically and sexually, by the macho types. Though Carly had never allowed a dick within ten feet of her body (metaphorically speaking) she did wonder what it might be like to suck on one of the cute Phallustine boy's love sticks. Corey for instance, the boy who, whenever he entered the bus, cast his head down and blushed, fearing to face the hard gaze of the bus driver. On several of the special days at the acadamy, when boys were required to be exposed in provocative ways, Corey could feel Carly's steady gaze. If Corey or any other boy was insufficiently exposed on one of these mandatory exhibition days, Carly would put a hand out before the boy could pass and shout `More penis, kid' and he had to humiliate himself, making adjustments in his undress to reveal more phallic and testicular epidermis and pose for a short arms inspection by the commando like bus driver. `Don't forget, boys and girls' Carly would shout, `when you're on the bus you belong to the Acadamy and since I'm on their payroll, you belong to me. And as far as you're concerned, I enforce the rules.'. Whenever a boy was put through Carly's inspection, the girls and boys in the vicinity would catcall impishly, making the usually derogatory comments about genital size and pulchritude. Carly would pretend to be immune to the sexual implications of this procedure but she did spend several extra seconds examinging her favorite boys sexual jewels, including Coreys. `Never get tired of looking at those things' she mused to herself sometimes worrying that she might be losing some of her dyke bonafides. One of Carly's favorite boys was, surprisingly, the brash know-it-all Mike who always seemed to be provoking her and the other boys with his obstreperous, though arguably, somewhat comical provocations. Whenever he entered the bus, he would loudly inquire of the frowning driver `How're they hanging, Connie?'. After which he would unceremoniously expose his genitals, pull up his partially erect cock and wiggle his somewhat over large testicles before Carly's eyes. Carly, usually indifferent to male exhibitionism, noticed. It was somewhat hypnotising to her to see those `hanging' balls which were swinging before her eyes as Mike swayed his hips. It felt as if he was trying to put her under his spell with his pink orbs moving, almost gracefully, from side to side. Mike began nonchalantly asking Carly how she felt this morning, what she had for breakfast, did she get enough sleep and similar pedestrian questions. He did not let on how much he enjoyed having this butch lez check out his attributes with such insistant focus. Carly grimaced and finally told Mike to wrap it up so she could pick up the next student in time. And invariably, Mike would salute, `Yes sir' and insolently lean over to brush a lock of Carly's hair, the only public concession to her feminine biology, away from her eyes. While doing so, Mike managed to `accidently' brush his cockhead against Carly's face after which he sauntered to his bus seat, first row, aisle and spread his legs showing his `field of dreams' to Carly and whoever might notice it (which was everyone) as they came on the bus. Carly, without changing expression, casually took out a `wipes it' cloth and rubbed it slowly on her face at the area of penile contact for a few seconds, then shut the door and started up the bus. Mike commited his face to a sarcastic smile and whispered loudly to his neighbor `She`ll sniff it later`. Corey loved taking the bus inspite of Carly`s frequent humiliating treatment. It all felt so exciting that anything could happen. Seeing Mike with his particulars dangling in plain view encouraged Corey to expect some eccentic naughtiness to ensue. Of course, riding home with his mom after school was also pretty exciting, particularily when they stopped for an hour or so at Bud's Eros book store on the way home. Bud was a cute boyfriend of Corey's mother who always had special `treats' to show Corey when they arrived. On the bus, it was always comical, in a sexy way, to watch the Clit girls walking past Mike on the way to the back of the bus. Every morning there seemed to be at least one `innocent' misadventure involving a Clit girl and Mike. For instance, a girl, Kelly, would drop a book accidently on Mike's leg and then apologetically kneel down to retrieve it. Fumbling in her efforts usually led to a series of seemingly random contacts between Kely's hands or face and various parts of Mikes lower extremities. `Oh. Sorry Mike' Kelly would plead sweetly as she grabbed a handfull of boy meat while attempting to pull the book from between Mikes legs where it, with some unsubtle maneurvering on Mike's part, had come to rest. `No problemo, Kelly' Mike not so pleadingly replied as he moved his crotch slightly up and down to enhance the friction of Kelly's still clenching hand on his cock. The boys nearby would strain to observe how, leaning down to retrieve her book, Kelly's mini skirt would slide up partially over her bottom showing her barely thonged assets to their appreciating eyes. For most of the boys, the sight of a pretty Clit girl's behind stimulated an immediate hand to cock response, sometimes the cock belonging to the boy seated next to him. Corey, sitting one seat behind and on the aisle across from Mike, while leaning towards Kelly's exposure, would find, to his pleasure, Ricky's head resting on his shoulder and his hand stroking Corey's dick while they enjoyed watching the delicious contretemps between Mike and Kelly. While Kelly fumbled around in Mikes lap without losing digital access to his penis, Ricky's hand conferred a more adept manipulation, gently nudging Corelys balls, still somewhat sensitive from various encounters earlier in the day. And Ricky's phallic fondlings sent shivers up and down Corey's spine as did his soft, fragrant breath on Corey's neck and cheek. After a ribald elapse of time, Mike decided the disorder playing out in his crotch required refinement. He pulled the blushing Kelly to her feet and peered intently into her eyes. This aggressive moment and the feeling of Mike's erecting penis sliding up under her skirt over her moistened, silky thong covered Venus crevice and against the bare skin below her impertinent outie belly button exposed beneath the pink bow tying together the ends of her transperant white blouse thus revealing her creamy tummy down to the barely clinging up-raised mini skirt; all of this aroused her submissive leaning in to and pressing up against the beautiful young boy who was seducing her with his caresses, kisses and exposed boy member which was being ardently snuggled between their ravishingly smooth and hairless bodies. Kelly's desire to be totally taken by this lover, even in front of the other students and Carly's crepuscular gaze, drove her to push her tongue deeply into Mike's open mouth. The passionate kiss between Mike and Kelly sparked a desire of emulation between Corey and Ricky. Ricky had recently watched some steamy boy kissing on youtube and decided he could ravish his pretty companion with the passion of Mike and Kelly and the techniques he saw on the videos. He turned Corey's head and lowered it several inches beneath his, gazing into Corey's flirtacious eyes and running his tongue slowly over Corey's pert, somehat turned up nose, down to his lips, blushing pink, full and moist. He ran his tongue teasingly over the full circumferance of Corey's mouth, then repeating that with his tongue just inside Coreey's mouth between his lips and teeth. Corey's prurient, moaning submission increased as Ricky penetrated his mouth orally with a tongue playfully altering hard and soft and deftly circling around Coreys tongue. The pressure of their tongues together were matched by their cocks which had become mated after Ricky angled a leg up between Corey's legs and slid it just below Coreys balls until their penises pressed together between their smooth, sloping stomachs (somehat similar to the belly pressing between Mke and Kelly but more complex owing to the phallic doubling). As more students crowded around the two scenes of pedi lust, and passions arose towards a kind of orgasmic peak, especially among the masturbating boys watching the action, Carly was getting restless. Glancing at the large, classroom sized clock above her driving station, she realized somewhat reluctantly that it was time to move on. She gave a few brief horn blasts to break the miasmaic spell of the lovers sexual exploits, startling everyone including herself. 'Time to settle down puppies' she shouted and restarted her engine. She made a few quick leg spread movements to cool herself off `down there' and started the bus moving. The pair of lovers had been rubbing intensely against each other when the loud sounds of the horn startled them out of their embraces. Three hard cocks were suddenly flopping about as their bodies unlocked from each other. Thus ensued a certain amount of levity among the onlookers who, though delighted to see 3 pretty penises in totally erectile exposure, were sorry that no orgasms had transpired. `Ummph' said Mike who, having had no previous cums yet for the day, had been close to having his first. `Damn' said Ricky, like Mike feeling equally deprived at having his first orgasm with Corey. `Oh well' said Corey, having already had several phallic ejacts earlier in the day, and feeling less grievence than the other two. `Still' he thought gazing down at Ricky's pretty parts, `it would have been nice to have him cum in my mouth'. Corey could imagine Ricky's warm bulbous splendor exploring his mouth and regreted missing the spurt of Ricky juice. Especially with the other boys and girls (and even the strangely indulgent Carly) looking on. One of the boys on the bus ignoring the lusty misbehavior was Marco, a deliciousy pretty 8 year old boy who radiated a sensuality which could set cocks rising twenty yards away. He had the face, body and bearing of one of those boys who were created to be made love to. He was naturally the source of much contention by other Acadamy boys but had managed to avoid being seduced by anyone in two years. It wasn't that he did not find other boys attractive but that he felt that he wanted to be careful when he started engaging in sex. He did masturbate to boy pictures and videos on the internet but was fearful that real life would not match up. He had an artistic temperment and talent which he used as sublimation for an active sexual life. He used much of his free time to make drawings and paintings of beautiful boys in displays of rapturous exhibitionism or boy sex engagement. While the commotion in the front of the bus drew everyones attentions, Marco used the time to make doodles of his favorite subject. He called them doodles but they were acutally penises that he imagined or copied from his internet viewing. His skill was amazing. With colored pencils he was able to sketch realistic images that were hightly erotic. And when he filled a page with several dozen of the phallic icons, the variety of positions and erectile conditions was astounding. Big penises, small penises, soft, snuggly penises, penises touching each other, erect penises, flacid penises and on and on. Marco usually got hard while creating the images but never showed the pictures to the other Phallustine boys. He initially stacked them in a drawer in his bedroom where one day his mom Wren and older sister Robin found them. They were delighted with his artistic skills and let him know it. The first time they found the pictures was very embarrassing for Marco and he blushed furiously while Wren and Robin were discussing it with him. When it was clear that they admired his skill and were delighted with his subject matter, he felt a sense of relief and an acceptance from them about his being a boy lover. They even encouraged him to hang the drawings on his bedroom walls and even occassionally took some of them to place on their own walls. When either Wren or Robin brought girls or boys into their rooms, they delighted in showing off Marco's skills. When sexual dalliances ensued, the two were delighted that Marco's images provided a stimulant for their guests especially among the boys. Wren and Robin were amazed and very pleased that having walls full of penis pictures turned on the boys so much that they spent more than a few minutes looking at the pictures and trying, with the encouragement of Wren or Robin, to find the penises most similar to their own. Marco, sitting in the bus further back during the ribald frenzy up front, had completed his page full of pretty boy cocks and was parsing out the design. As a peculiarity of his genius every completed work displayed the creation of an unconscious design which only became manifest on completion (Marco's own form of `creationism', but in this case true). His bus drawn image seemed to show a cute little girl with a button nose sticking out her tounge with a small rainful of tiny penises pouring down on it. Particularily risible was how the girls nose was composed by other dicks in various states of erection and interlock. As Marco was giggling shyly at his creation, the paper was suddenly snatched out of his hand. The perpetrator was Ally, one of the more aggressive among Cliterstine's student body. `What have we here, Marco. Have you been doing another of your little phallo pics again?' Marco was shocked at having his picture pulled rudely out of his hand and even more so that Ally seemed to know that this kind of drawing was what he did. Marco was under the rather naïve assumption that his artistic eneavours were not known to anyone outside his family. `What are you talking about Ally? And give me back my picture. I was going to give it to my teacher.' This last comment was not only untrue but Marco couldn't even figure out why he said it. `I wonder who that could be, Marco. Is your teacher a girl friend? If so, I think she's probably too old for you.' Ally rambled on while industriously perusing the picture. Piper, one of the other Clit girls was nudging close to Ally to see what she was looking at. `Is that a girls face in the picture, Marco. She looks real cute. What are those things falling on her tongue?'. 'Are you blind, Pipey. What do you think they are?' Ally retorted. 'I don't know, they kind of look like, umm, you know ...'Piper re-retorted. 'Tell me what you think they are' Ally re-re-retorted. Piper whispered something in Ally's ear while Marco struggled to get the paper from her hand. The commotion was causing more girls to circle around. Just as things seemed to be as bad as they could get for Marco, the tiny hook on the side of his thong popped open and the thin strand of fabric fell completely open. Before Marco could catch it, Ally reached down and deftly pulled the thong off of Marco's crotch leaving him naked except for a t-shirt that did not reach down to his belly button. `You mean they kind of look like THAT Pipey?' Ally inquired of Piper pointing to Marco's quivering and very cute boy part. Marco felt like a trapped chick cornered by a hissing collection of cats licking their lips in anticipation of a tasty snack. And there was his unmanagable dick, bobbing and weaving like a deranged disco dancer. Piper nodded her head and the other girl onlookers shifted their attention back and forth between the penis on the boy and the penises on his drawing paper. A great deal of hilarity ensued with Marco as the victim. Ally reached over to Marco and drew him to herself. `Girls. Don't be cruel. Marco did nothing wrong. Did you honey.'. She hugged the embarressed boychick treating him as if she was a mother protecting her vulnerable projeny. Although, in actuality, they were the same age`. `No. I mean I don't think so. Ally, can I please have my paper back?' Marco pleaded with a quavering voice. `Yes you can' Ally smiled at her diminutive victim. `I'll tell you what, Marco. You see that boy over there?'. Ally pointed towards Corey and the boy next to him. The two dick lovers had resumed their passionate kissing, inspite of Carly's scowl in the rear view mirror, sliding their sleek, silky thighs between each other. `Which boy, Ally?'. `Corey, the cute one!' Ally replied. `They're both cute Ally. But I know which one Corey is. But what does this have to do with getting my drawing back?'. `I have something else I need to give him so I'll hand him your pretty picture as well when I leave the bus'. `But why not just give my picture back to me right now, Ally' Marco whined. `Don't worry, Marco. Corey will tell you all about it when he sees you later at Phal. Don't you like him?'. Marco was puzzled by everything Ally was saying but somewhat ingrigued about what she and maybe Corey had in mind. His thoughts were so addled by what was happening that all he could say was `OK Ally. I agree that Corey is real cute. But please don't show my picture to anyone else'. That comment was a hopeless plea owing to the fact that so many girls had already looked at and admired Marco's pedi-porn drawing. And some of the girls had snapped pics of it on their smart phones (one of which would appear on Pipers facebook page the following day, although somewhat discretely, making it hard for her friends to make out what she was posting). As Carly slowed the bus to let the girls off at the Cliterstine Acadamy for Girls, Corey and Ricky finally broke off their libidinous kissing and laid back in their seats sighing, willys still quavering from the excitement. As the girls paraded down the aisle past the libidinous comments from their priapically endowed admirers, Ally briefly leaned over Ricky, her nascent girly boobs lightly brushing his cheek, and handed Corey two pieces of paper. One of the papers said `Don't forget, Corey. Marco is looking forward to seeing you at 4 PM sharp in the rec room. Remind him as soon as you get to school'. Marco, had he seen Ally's message to Corey, would have had no idea what the two had in mind. `Oh. Pardon me Ricky' Ally smiled as she returned to the aisle after `accidently' bumping a hand rather hard against Ricky's upthrust member. `Ouch. But, umm, no problemo, Ally' Ricky muttered. Ten minutes later the bus finally arrived at the Phallustine Acadamy for boys. In that time, a surprising amount of homo boy behavior had transpired among the adolescents, leaving the boys primed for the days activities at the acaddamy. `Home work for school' one of the boys winked at Carly as he exited. Carly gave him the fish eye and mumbled under her breath `Must be preparing for your oral dissertations'.