Date: Tue, 25 Aug 2015 15:44:16 -0700 From: Dick Peters <dickpeters378@gmail.com> Subject: Phallustine Boys Acadamy-13 2b1 Morning at the Phallustine Acadamy - Corey and Ted in Bisexual High School Corey's day in Paradise: 1 Time to Rise 1 Tub time 2a School bus trip 2b1 Morning at the Phallustine Acadamy - Corey and Ted 2b2 Afternoon at the Phallustine Acadamy 3 After school adventures 3 Mom drives him home 4 Cozy hours watching porn with mom and sis 4 Bedtime --------------------------------------------------------------------- Corey sat at his desk in Ted Brinks class at the Phallustine Acadamy perusing the amazing penis picture that Ally had handed him as she left the bus. He had no idea that Marco was a talented phallo artist and the fact that he was going to be meeting him `privately' after school was a special thrill. A few days previous Corey had seen Ally, walking on the other side of the street with Corey's sister Annie. Ally was, unbeknownst to Corey, one of Annie's `intimate' girl friends. The girls were holding hands, whispering together and giggling about something. They hadn't noticed Corey who had become distracted by the sight of two Phal boys leaning against a wall kissing each other. One of them had removed his boyfriends penis from his shorts and was fondling it while they kissed. By the time Corey could turn back from that erection inducing scene, the girls had already dissapeared down the street. Only that morning had Annie whispered to Corey as he headed for the bus about the fact that Marco would be expecting him in the recreation room at 4:00 PM that afternoon. Annie refused to tell Corey why. As a matter of fact, Annie had no idea why herself. Ally had simply told Annie to pass on the message to Corey. For some reason, Ally was planning a trist between Corey and Marco. When Annie questioned her about it, all Alley said to her was `Wait. You'll find out'. As Corey stared transfixed by Marco's picture, a figure appeared in the aisle next to him. Corey, bewitched by the page full of penises, continued his voyeuristic enchantment while playing with his sexual parts until Ted Brinks spoke `Your homework, Corey?' he conjectured, a whimsical look on his face. Corey immediately slid the page in his backpack and looked at his interlocutor. What he first noticed was a legend confirmed. Ted, the former Cliterstine teacher recently arrived at Phallustine, was rumered to possess an implausibly sized endowmment. Corey stared wide eyed at an unabashedly delineated genital package. Ted wore only a light shirt completely unbottened, revealing a smooth, swimmers abdomen slanting down to a pair of beach shorts which bareley covered his `stuff`. His 10" dick and plump balls were virtually bursting out of their confinement. Corey stared speechless. `Ah Corey' Ted intoned bareley concealing his exhibitionistic pleasure at the boy's rapturous fixation on his sexual parts. `Corey. Could you show me what you were looking at?'. The tittering and loud whispering of the other boys in the classroom, plus Ted's interogation, finally brought Corey out of his erotically induced coma. `Sorry Mr Brinks I was, um, just reading a, uh, paper or something' Corey's voice trailed off into confusion. Laughter ensued including from Ted. `Well that doesn't actually inhibit my curiousity Corey'. Ted reached out his hand and Corey fumbled around in his backpack. `I think I lost it Mr Brinks.' The blush of embarrasment in Corey's cheek aroused Ted to an even greater swelling in his already packed beach shorts. Ted leaned over and slid his hand into the backpack. `Here let me give you a hand' he murmured to Corey whose befudlement increased as Ted's sexual swelling came to within inches of his face. Corey began licking his lips uncontrolably while Ted seemed to take an inordinent amount of time searching Corey's backpack. After all, the paper had been inserted quickly and should have been easily retrievable. Finally, Ted stated `I think I've got it' removing the page from the backpack. As he stood back up to look at the form, his swollen, completely defined penis brushed against Corey's flaming nose and cheek. Corey's tongue darted almost inadvertently out of his mouth and barely licked the penile shape before Ted stood fully erect. Erect in his posture and erect in his beautifully defined male member, Ted analyzed the picture in puzzled bemusement. `Are those penises, Corey? And is that you in the picture?'. Corey looked up into Teds glinting eyes. `Yes sir. I mean yes I guess they're, um, penises but I don't think that's me in the picture.' `Who gave this to you?'. During this exchange, Corey's eyes drifted again to Ted's massive sexual unit. Corey licked his lips and felt his breath coming in short puffs. Because of all his sexual activity prior to arriving at school, Corey was surprised at how aroused his new teacher was making him feel. He realized more than ever (though only half consciously) that his future life would be an insatiable pursuit in service of the ever fascinating phallus, his own and others. The thought caused him no small part of shame though that feeling was quickly subverted by the sight of the penis picture, with Ted bending down in front of Corey so that they could analyze it together, and Ted's thrilling sexual presentation artfully displayed bulging out his beach shorts and rubbing on Corey's arm while they discussed the picture. Corey was nonplussed. He couldn't figure out how to respond to Ted's questions. He knew only that he wanted to tell Ted what would make him like Corey more and want to spend more time with him. With a chill, Corey realized that Ted could own him, make him completely subservient to his desires and demands. He began to understand the essence of submission, of having one's entire experience under the full control of a self-assured master. `That is a very well realized picture, Corey. If it's you who created it, you have a real talent'. `I didn't do it Mr Brinks but I cant tell you who did do it.'. Several boys close by crowded around to get look at the picture just as had happened with the Clit girls in the bus. `Boys. Back to your chairs. This is a personal conversation between Corey and me.'. The boys shuffled grudgingly back to their seats. One of them mumbled `It looks like a page full of little cocks to me'. That elicited more laughter which diminished quickly under Ted's frown. Ted leaned back down to Corey but not before positioning his `package' slightly rubbing up against Corey's cheek while admonishing Corey's classmates for their snooping. In a tone of confidentiality that Corey found intimate and confiding Ted whispered `Lets meet after class honey. We can spend a few minutes clearing all this up'. Noticing a look of alarm in Corey's eyes Ted added `Don't worry'. I'm not going to punish you in any way'. Corey melted with relief. He actually felt a twinge of pride that not only was he scheduled to meet the sweet and sexy Marco after school but was now also invited by his favorite male teacher (to be sure one of only two teaching at Phal) for a private tete-a-tete with Ted Brinks and his (and Corey blushed thinking about this) over sized penis. After the class, as all the other boys were jostling each other on their way out of the classroom (the voice of bigmouth Mike gloating something about the taste of Ted's cock in his mouth) Corey sat in his chair waiting expectantly to visit privately with his teacher. `Come up here, Corey' suggested Ted moving a chair next to his desk after all the other boys had left. Corey plopped down on the chair while Ted rested his butt on the edge of his desk his legs somewhat apart. A flash of déjà vu sparked Corey with a sudden erotic jolt as his eyes looked unabashedly at the swelling in Teds oh-so tight pants. Ted looked down at the boy and noticed a slight film of perspiration above the boys full upper lip and a hesitency in Corey's breathing. After relishing the moment for several seconds, Ted casually placed his hand on the swollen head of his penis and pressed it lightly in a delicate stroke against the naked skin underneath. It was apparent that he was not wearing underwear. `Can we look at the picture again, Corey?'. `Um. I guess so, Mr Brinks.' Corey tentatively handed the picture to his teacher. `Pull your chair closer, Corey'. The chair was only a few feet away but Ted wanted to place the picture on his leg, just inches away from the barely restratined muscle pushing out under his shorts. Corey sighed as Ted leaned over to pull his chair right up against Teds leg. `Don't be shy Corey. It will be good for us to study the picture together and admire it's artistic qualities`. While the two were conversing, Brandy Simpson, sitting at a screen in the video office, looked in avidly at Ted Brinks classroom. While watching, her hand caresssed the phallic presence beneath her silky panties swelling her penis impudently though femininly out from between her luxuriosly crossed legs. Brandy's passion for the boys in the school was constant and almost overwhelming at times. Her sexual energy had heightened since the gender altering procedures such that it was hard for her not to have some form of sexual activity going on in her life at all times, even while she slept. Brandy sighed and stroked herself with more passion as she saw Ted, in the video, lean down to Corey and lightly kiss him while at the same time guiding Coreys hand to the swelling in his shorts. Meanwhile, several blocks away at the Cliterstine Acadammy for Girls, Ally was posting copies of Marco's picture on bulletin boards and loading the image onto the school's public drive. She had added a note to the pictures `Don't do this at home'. Since none of the girls could interpret the picture in any case (tiny penises falling on an extended tongue made out itself of other tiny penises not exactly being part of their perceptual experiences) there was no need for Ally's admonition. Ally enjoyed being the center of attention as girls clustered around her asking for an explanation. Alghough no one saw her doing it, none of the girls doubted that it was Ally who had posted the pictures. She was the queen bee of the most outrageos activities in the school, all of them involving sexual mischief. When Principle Margeau Thorton saw what had happened, she informed Ally to report to her office, `Posthaste!'. Ally arrived within 3 minutes and 2 minutes later the Principle was on her knees mumbling her admonitions while orally engaging her troublesome but oh so sexy student between those irrisistible and shpely thighs. And not for the first time. Corey's mind was a maze of sexual befuddlement. After all of his sexual activities already this day, thiw was one with an unusual twist for him, an adult male. Men always felt threatening to Corey and many of them were attracted to his magnetic young sexuality. Corey had seen many exposed penises in his lifetime exposed unadroitly, although mostly covertly, in his presence. But Corey had always managed to escape any adult male phallo-agression (although there was the photo shoot with Angela in her studio when her beautiful member became inadvertenly the source of Coreys obsessive fascination). Ted noticed Coreys hesitation, but having taught for years at the Cliterstien acadamy he knew his powers of seduction with young girls were transferable to a boy of Corey's tender sympathies. Corey's lips, full and slightly parted, were irresistible. Leaning down, Ted pulled Coreys head to his own and began slowly, softly exploring the boys mouth with his tongue. He guided one of Coreys hands to his penis, which was now almost totally exposed. A bolt of desire flickered from the touch of Coreys girlish fingers under his own as they began massaging the 10 inch hardening rod of pleasure. Ted removed his lips from Corey. `Do you think Marco likes penises, Corey?' he questioned teasing his student with an unecessary inquiry as he rustled the picture before their eyes. `I guess so' the student hesitantly replied with a flirtateous voice and a shy glance at Ted's overweening phallus follwed by a fluttering eyelid glance into Ted's intense gaze. Ted's look, so confident in its hypnotic mastery, put Corey's heart beat into high rhythm complemented by the silky feel of Ted's penis and balls under Corey's hand and Ted's guiding masturbations on top of it. As the phallic stroke intensifed, the oblivious lovers were blissfully unaware that students were arriving for Ted's next class. At the same time that Ted's pre-orgasmic intensity, being observed on a monitor in the school's video enclave was provoking a imminent approach in Brandy's own voluptuous eruption, observed through a window unbeknownst to herself by Marco, the very same penis picture provocateur for the transgressions between Ted and Corey; at the same time actually that Brandy's semantic fluids burst out from beneath her micro-mini skirt, being observed by the amazed and delighted Marco who unconsciously and embarassingly had zipped down his shorts, removing his own penis for priapic manipulation; at this very moment the oblivious Ted catapulted a stream of adult cum out from under Corey's persistent digital pressure, a carnal spasm observed by several of his students who were beginning to take their seats for their orgasming pedagouge`s class. `Is that part of todays lesson Mr brinks' asked one of the boys sitting at his desk nearby, propping his chin on his hands, elbows on the desk and gazing intently at the sementic guyser? Before responding, Ted allowed his normal breathing to recover and his undulating organ to gradually oscillate at a slower speed. He was in no partiular hurry to become flacid, having always loved the look and feel of his post orgasmic meat stick. Ted also felt with reason that a dick in that state, still plump and juicy had a definite aesthetic appeal to an eye, discerning or otherwise. Ted's pleasure was palpable that so many boys were scrutinizing his morphing tumescense, deminishing though it was. And were expressing their appreciation by masterbating themselves and each other while watching. Corey, after viewing the astonishing ejaculation was both somewhat frightened by the sight but also modestly proud to have, with the help of Marco's penis picture, precipitated it. As Ted didn't seem to be in a hurry to cover up even though students had come into the classroom, Corey fished into his backpack and removed some tissue in order to begin sopping up the orgasmic spume. Although he was embarrassed to be the center of so much adolescent attention, Corey could not deny the unalloyed pleasure of lifting Ted's softening beauty part and rubbing the tissue over it. Back and forth, up and down and then carefully around Ted's balls to get off more liquid remnants. Corey felt almost faint at the pleasure in serving Ted in this way. Ted looked down tenderly feeling a sense of responibilty for the submissive, worshipful puppy of a boy. Just the sight of the big eyed waif so adoringly administering to his penis was enough to slow down the process of Ted's detumescence. `Time to move on, Corey' Ted whispered reluctantly to the adolescent angel as he prepared to welcome his new class. Because his penis was still too erect to fit into his silky, semi-transparent shorts, he unceremoniosly pulled them totally off, gracefully swiped them across Corey's cum dappled lips and dropped them in his lap. `I've got another pair in my desk honey. You can keep these'. With that Ted winked sweetly at the boy and walked, or more accurately strutted with a satiated look on his face up the aisle towards the back of his classroom to acknowledge the boys settling in for the next class. As he moved down the aisle, all eyes were fixed on the jewels bobbing in front of him and the perfect mounds of his smooth, depilated behind. Ted had always taken pride in his posterior assets and had, in part due to those those attributes, become one of the favorite dancers (retro: go-go boys) at the ShowOff club which was located in the same building as Bud's bookstore. Ted's most popular routine in the theatre was his `Bare All' act which ended eponymously in full naked exposure. Towards the end, Ted would slowly pull down his g-string and fully expose his stunning posterior to the audience. He would then kneel down half way and lean forward so that not only was his bottom in full view but so too were his erecting penis and, snuggled underneath, two plump, appetising looking balls. The female announcer would encorage stage side viewers to fondle the `merchandize, albeit gently. The most likely to act on that suggestion were the Clit girls for whom the Showoff club offered special group club prices every Thursday night. The girls, who would be gaping at the virile exhibisionist dancer and would be kissing and fondling each other while watching, would screech and encourage each other to get involved. At least 2 or 3 girls every night yielded to persuasion and to the awesome sight of a beautiful male's bottom and genitals fully presented to their observations. They would begin tickling, stroking and playfully pinching his buttocks. With some incitement by the beers being passed around among the girls (no one seemed to be concerned that underage girls were drinking and having sexual contact with guys at the ShowOff club), with the loud music playing on the sound system and the shrieking and yelling among the Clit girls and other members of the audience (mostly sexy young couples masturbating penises while watching the performance); with all this going on, not a few hands and lips found their way to all of Ted's attributes. Often, several girls would be encircling the besotted naked stripper and be licking, sucking and fondling every part of his body. Everytime this happened, Ted would explode with an ejaulative orgasm, spraying cum on the girls on the stage and many in the audience sitting close to the stage. Mini skirted userettes would rush forward with towels for anyone who became drenched with Ted-cum. These could be purchassed unwashed by those provided the service. Inevitably, everyone, especially the `straight' males in the audience bought the towels. Justifiably, the Clit girls received the towels gratis. Ted eventually stopped performing at the ShowOff when he began teaching at the Cliterstine Acadamy for Girls. His performance was missed by all of his fans although the Clit girls were thrilled that he would be teaching them in the classroom. Hardly a class day passed when Ted was offering, in every imaginable way, his sculptured beauty to the girls who had seen him on stage as well as the Clit femmes who never had the opportunity to see him on stage. At one point during Ted`s walk down the aisle, Kit Parker, a cute darling of a child, waved a page of homework at Ted as the teacher passed and asked a question about it. Ted leaned over the blushing Jimmie Roter's desk to look at Kit's paper. As he and Kit were discussing it, Ted's penis bobbed in front of Jimmie's face in a way which seemed to hypnotize the boy. Jimmie was mesmerized at the swollen object flitting about in front of him as Ted and Kit chatted. It seemed as if his teacher was willfully though discretely adjusting his hips in ways that provided Jimmie various views of his package at close proximity. At one point, Ted`s penis `accidentally' brushed against Jimmie`s cheek and remained there for a few seconds, adding a bit of silky warmth to Jimmie`s already flaming cheek. A few remnant drops of cum dripped from Ted's penis and trickled down Jimmies face past his lips to his chin where they pooled briefly, then dripped onto his desk. `Sorry pal.' Ted declaimed chucking Jimmie under his chin to remove any remaining moisture. Ted's wand waved like a last goodbye inches away from the entranced Jimmie before he resumed his runway like strut to his desk. Corey finally gathered up his belongings prior to leaving for his next class. He walked behind Ted and heard a few playfully mocking retorts of `Teachers Pet' on the way. As Corey pased Ted returning to the front of the room with a still eye catching erection, Petey showed up to take the same seat that Corey had occupied. The two boys looked deeply into each others eyes, both reflecting on their encounter the previous day in a grassy knoll behind the gymnasium when they were supposed to be taking a phys ed class. Earlier yesterday, Pete had whispered to Corey passing in the hallway a simple comment `I want to kiss you' which excited Corey to a fever of agitation until they could sneak out of their gym class for a secluded spot close by. Pete had kissed his equally tiny cohort briefly on a few previous occasions prior to this but now they were able to spend almost an hour exploring kissing techniques they had seen girls perform with each other on youtube. It helped that the boys complexions and facial features had that particular sheen that pretty young girls and most Phal boys possessed and were incited by each others beauty to share the intimacy of deep kissing. Passions rippled in waves through their tiny young bodies as tongues swirled around each others, teeth clicking accidently as their hunger for each other subsumed all. The phallic like penetration of each others mouths had turned them into orgasmic caverns of pleasure when nothing else mattered but the merging of their individuality into one self consuming passion. They struggled to emerge from their bliss after the sound of a bell rang out signalling the change of classes. They rushed back to the gymnasium to be greeted by the insinuating smiles of their classmates. `Hey dork' one of the boys, Rusty, nudged Corey with a wicked grin on his face. `You missed all the fun!' Corey knew immediately what Rusty was talking about. `Oh well' Corey thought with a sweet look at Petey. `Not all of it'.