Date: Fri, 16 Jun 2006 17:21:54 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dennis Banneker <storiesnew@yahoo.com>
Subject: BOIZ NEW AGE SCHOOL - Chapter 3
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BOIZ NEW AGE SCHOOL IN AN NEW ERA OF SEXUAL EDUCATION - Chapter 3
where boys learn about sex, self-control, and anatomy.
June 16, 2006
(C) Copyright 2006 by Dennis Banneker
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TEACHERS AND SCHOOLMASTERS
*Jon Peterson, Assistant Headmaster, 22
William (Will) Smith, Academic Master (Head Teacher), 25
Stan Johnson, Teacher, 23
STUDENTS
*Derek Landers, 13, soon to be 14
Shawn Resley, 13
*Taylor Bradcliffe, 15
Brian Roberts, 17
*Mark Cramer, 19
(Brian, Mark, and others appear in later, as yet unwritten parts.)
OTHERS
"PLAYING" IN THE BASEMENT
*Justin, 19
*Keith, 21
* main characters
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RECAP:
[CHAPTER 1: Jon Peterson, Assistant Headmaster, is first called
upon to process a new student, Derek Landers, 13, whose brothers
have prevented Derek's orgasm for sixty days before sending Derek
off to the school. This delights Jon who promises to let Derek
have his release, and chooses Taylor, 15, to suck off the new
student, but proceeds to tease the boy further.
Jon gets side-tracked, first, recalling his discovery of a hidden
part of the school building where some older, non-student boys are
doing their own cock-teasing rituals.
CHAPTER 2: When Taylor arrives, the side-track continues. Jon
takes him and Derek to a classroom full of students, where Derek
and Taylor get to shoot off. Jon then takes the pair to the
Orgasm-Postponement Lab, filled with horny 16-year-olds. There,
Jon has Derek and Taylor tease each other until the boys can
hardly stand it.
Derek complains that his need is overwhelming. Jon promises Derek
that he can masturbate if he does it in front of some other
students, and allows Derek to choose their ages. Derek chooses
age 19, but those boys are not available. Derek then chooses 17
and 18 year olds.
Jon remembers he has special privileges with Mark Cramer, age 19,
a tall boy who has been denied orgasm for three days. Mark joins
Jon, Derek, and Taylor in a sex room. John speaks to Mark at the
end of chapter two.]
It struck me that this tall boy might be in fear--that I would
prevent him from having his chastity device removed on schedule.
"Don't worry," I said to him. "That's coming off right now."
"Thank you sir," Mark said stoically. But his hands shook. I
turned to Taylor and Derek. "Nice, eh?"
"God!" Taylor said, gasping involuntarily. Derek, wide-eyed,
looked on.
"Step up to the table, Mark," I said, making the boy press
against the table's edge, causing his naked balls and encased cock
to rest on the smooth surface--as if for inspection.
"Yes, sir."
"Now, boys," I said to Taylor and Derek, "this is something
you'll rarely see--a nineteen-year-old getting his C.D. removed."
Mark trembled. The poor kid's cock hadn't seen daylight in
three days.
I reached for my master key.
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DEDICATED TO THOSE READERS WHO EMAILED ME ON PAST STORIES
CHAPTER 3
I placed the key in the C.D.'s lock and left it there,
eliciting a loud moan from Mark--my delaying tactic an omen of
things to come for the experienced six-footer. Yet, the good-
natured lad grinned in amusement.
Mark, a dark-haired javelin thrower, had a well-muscled look
and could pass for slender, just barely. Everywhere, his workouts
and athletic performances showed--from the handsome lad's firm
pectorals and abdomen to his thighs and calf muscles. His penis--
swollen now from 72 hours in a chastity tube--normally measured
eight inches or more in its erect state.
It delighted me that the sight of Mark sexually aroused young
Derek and Taylor. Being three years older than Mark, I was very
excited just scanning the boy's face and body. His green eyes,
though impish, sparkled and overflowed with sensuous warmth.
Besides trembling from embarrassment and sexual need, Mark's
pose seemed submissive--his tube-covered cock and naked balls
resting humbly on the table's surface. Derek and Taylor were
drooling over the boy.
"Can we touch?" Taylor said eagerly.
"Of course," I said with a flourish, gesturing toward Mark's
privates. "I'm sure Mark's balls would appreciate some tender
attention from two cute boys such as you.
Mark's eyes fixed upon the two lads. I wasn't able to tell
which of the two he preferred--his cock-tube jumped so
incessantly.
As youthful, hesitant fingers began to play at the surface of
the groaning lad's scrotum, precum began to flow into the clear
chastity tube. Derek and Taylor gasped as Mark's ample balls drew
more tightly to his body.
"Ah, please, Jon. My balls ache," Mark said, pain in his
soulful eyes now.
"I can get that problem relieved, IF you cooperate with
Taylor's plan." At this, Mark blushed badly--he likely had an
inkling of what sort of demands would now be placed on him.
"Do you like us?" Derek asked so meekly--the contrast between
the cute 13-year-old's bold question and his sincere, humble tone
gave my penis a throb.
"You're both hot," the big boy said, blowing a kiss to the
aroused pair--mouths open, blushing, penises throbbing with
pubescent desire. "I'm gonna come of you keep that up," Mark
said, causing Derek and Taylor to look guiltily upon their teasing
fingertips.
"You can stop that now," I said to them. "It's time for you
to watch his tube come off."
"Yeah," Mark said enthusiastically as I turned the key.
"You realize, Mark, that your penis will be safer if I keep
this tube on you." I looked at Taylor and Derek as I spoke.
"Yes, thank you sir, but . . . I'll t-take my chances."
"Don't worry, you'll get your release."
"Can it be soon, sir?"
"We'll see," I said, reaching for a few things. I slid the
tube off, finally.
"Oh, shit!" Taylor said when Mark's penis was visible in the
flesh. Derek mouthed a similar response--as if some age-old
treasure had been suddenly unearthed.
"You're HUGE," Derek said, eyeing Mark enviously.
I bathed the athlete's penis with a special cleaning cloth,
just to clear the sweat. There was no question the organ was
clean otherwise. The chastity device had many holes, and boys
while kept in chastisement were shaved for sanitation and made to
bathe often--the scrotum was shaved daily.
I could see the boys staring at the stubble of pubic hair
surrounding the big penis--which gave a beautiful, neatly-trimmed
look--but they were shy to ask about his lack of a full bush.
I chuckled to myself at the expression on Mark's face when I
brought out an isolation tube--a cylinder with an accommodating
hole in the center, containing anti-shock gel laced with a small
amount of skin sensitizer. This device, when left in contact with
the skin of the penis for a long time, would drive the boy mad
with craving, leaving his penis in a cum-ready state of
desperation seldom achieved by ordinary means.
Keeping Mark's cock suspended in the gel would provide sensory
deprivation. The lack of sensation would keep the boy from
ejaculating as well as deprive him of the penile friction he would
soon crave most urgently.
I installed the cock-teasing device and pulled out the inner
sleeve that allowed the gel to make contact with the penis.
"What's that?" Derek asked.
"I'll let Mark tell you," I said, grinning at the discouraged
look on Mark's face--the lad suspected his release would not be
soon.
"It's like wrapping your dick in NOTHING," Mark said through
gritted teeth, "just when you really need to come."
"Oh," Derek said as I attached the straps. I suspected the
13-year-old had only a dim understanding of the device and its
potential effect on the horny, late-adolescent.
"Now step over here, Mark." I directed Mark to a restraining
area--chains mounted overhead and attached the floor, a concrete
slab about 5 by 5 feet square, containing a drain.
"Please, sir," Mark said, shaking visibly now.
Soon I had the studly 19-year-old spread-eagled, still
standing, his magnificent cock jutting outward and upward at quite
a steep angle--unhindered by the weight of the heavy cylinder.
I showered Mark's entire body with a weak solution of tepid
water and skin sensitizer, being careful to bathe his privates. I
was especially thorough between his perfectly firm mounds. I let
my two boys rinse him.
"This fuckin thing is killin me!" the big boy said.
I blew Mark's body with a warm-air dryer, setting it to cold
for his balls--the low scrotal temperature would result in a
higher sexual appetite.
"Ah! Man, I can't take this!"
"It's all right, Mark. I'll let your balls warm up a bit wile
I take off your deprivation tube." After much teasing and
fiddling, I removed the cylinder and washed the gel from Mark's
penis.
"Go to work boys," I said, freeing Taylor and Derek to tease
Mark.
Taylor knew what treatment I expected him to give the bigger
lad, so I had him go first--not without making a show of
whispering into Taylor's ear, giving him a few special
instructions.
The excited 15-year-old dripped precum as he approached his
restrained victim--Mark's eyes wide in anticipation of Taylor's
moves.
First, Taylor placed an "under chair" beneath Mark's spread
legs. This was similar in function to a chaise-lounge chair--the
long type you see at beaches that adjusts--allowing you to lie
flat, or sit up at various angles.
I got my video camera rolling just at Taylor lay flat and
began to raise the chair, equipped with electrically-powered means
to perform all sorts of adjustments.
Looking through the magnifying eye of the camera, I could
almost taste the texture of Mark's scrotum as Taylor's tongue made
its gentle contact--the unique appearance of the scrotal flesh and
the tiny nubs on Taylor's tongue stood out clearly, giving a life-
like, three-dimensional quality to the image before me. Soon,
Taylor tapped his tongue on various portion's of the tight knot of
flesh, aggravating Mark's frustrated yearning for release.
The excited 15-year-old began making circles with his talented
tongue, relishing the texture of Mark's freshly-shaved scrotum.
Derek watched carefully, idly fingering his dick, wet with
precum, body frozen in awe of the spectacle he was seeing for the
first time--a large cock bouncing pleadingly, attached to an
impossibly cute, desperate 19-year-old stud.
"Please, kid," Mark said, "this is fuckin torture."
Taylor responded by raising the flat chair and taking Mark's
balls whole into his mouth.
"Ah, fuck, fuck!" the aroused 19-year-old screeched.
"All right. It's time to make Mark come," I said, deciding I
wanted to see some sex--some cum gushing forth--as much as Mark
needed to shoot his long-denied load.
"Oh--God, YES!" Mark shouted jubilantly, the stream of precum
issuing forth from his cock now waving erratically. I knew the
big lad was so incredibly worked up, he could easily come three
times in a very short period.
"Get on your knees in front of him--both of you," I said,
adjusting the chains, lowering Mark to put his penis at the
correct height for the eager mouths that awaited the hard swollen
flesh. "Are you ready?"
"Yes, sir," they both said.
"Just tongue-licking!" I said, reminding Taylor of the
procedure I wanted him to use. The anxious 15-year-old whispered
instructions to Derek.
The two boys made quite a sight--on their knees, humbly--as if
before some type of god figure--two young dicks hard and pressed
against their flat abdomens--precum oozing freely from the
reddened erections.
I had been watching Mark's eyes to see which boy he favored.
Clearly, it was Taylor. This bode well for the scene I had
envisioned for later.
Derek allowed Taylor to perform most of the teasing,
distinctly taking a back seat, deferring to the lad. Derek seemed
quite mindful of Mark's attention to Taylor and of course he knew
that Taylor was slated to couple with Mark soon.
The more I observed Derek, the more impressed I became. For a
13-year-old, his behavior evidenced the understanding of an older
boy.
"Not the tip yet--not the tip," I said, fearful of Mark's
condition, that it would lose its load prematurely. "Don't get
too close to the crown with those tongues!"
"Aw, fuck," Mark uttered, his body squirming, cock bouncing
heartily, as his penis was given only half its needed stimulus.
After a few moments, it was time for the other half.
"The head, only, boys. Nothing beyond the crown, now."
"Ah! Oh, FUCK!" Mark shouted, raising his knees in utter
frustration, nearly grazing his chest with his powerful thighs--
the boys getting out of the way, as Mark's feet threatened to
knock them over.
"That's it, boys--just the head."
"Goddammit!" Mark screamed. "Let me come! I'll do anything.
Tie me up in the junior-high dorm! Whatever!"
"I might do that anyway," I said to the desperate lad. It was
always fun to watch on the video system while a dorm full of 12
and 13-year-olds, not known for their inherent kindness, worked
over a helpless, well-restrained senior boy for days at a time.
"Okay," I said after another minute, "make him come!"
Instantly, Derek moved to the athlete's churning balls,
allowing Taylor to take the huge cock into his mouth--as best he
could, given the size of the thing.
Taylor, always one to prolong the fun, tongue-tickled the
underside of Mark's fleshy cylinder, causing the poor lad to gasp
and shout, as if his orgasm were as critical as the air he
breathed.
"Come, ON, kid! Shit! I'm almost there."
Taylor, grinning gave a last brutal lash of his tongue before
sucking the frantic flesh in earnest.
"Yeah! FUCK, yeah!"
And the handsome adolescent, gleaming with the sweat of
desire, writhed, nearly bending in half as the long-awaited moment
approached.
"Wrrrrraaaaaghhhhh!" the lad screamed--the deep sound echoing,
announcing the moment of that first excruciating spurt.
The two boys' tongues reveled in the luxury of the powerful
stream of semen. Suddenly they shifted--the two faces receiving
the strong splats of three day's worth of Mark's cum.
The hot 19-year-old shouted and squirmed his way through a
monumental climax--his precious fluid ejecting many feet outward
at one point, when he swayed to one side, leaving a clear path for
the frenzied bursts.
"Oh, uhh, yeahhh," Mark said, heaving with breath, the last of
his cum dripping invitingly. His face seemed more handsome now,
registering a weak smile. For the moment, the big boy was spent.
Not to waste time, I formulated the next move.
"He needs your help, Taylor--to get horny again. Fuck him,
and while you're at it, suck Derek off--but make sure you hold his
dick so I can see him shooting.
"He's gonna fuck ME?" Mark asked.
"Yes--unless you want this to stop for the night," I said,
lowering the chains and releasing Mark from his bonds.
"N-no, sir!" the strapping lad said, nearly shouting.
I slapped a great quantity of lubricant around Mark's tight
anus, my hand connecting with his firm flesh with a resounding
smack.
"Ah!" Mark said as he cooperated nicely in assuming the 'all-
fours' position for Taylor, who anxiously guided his bouncing
boner into place.
"Put it in as fast as he can take it," I said to Taylor.
"Talk it over, boys."
Derek, overwhelmed with the scene before him, masturbated
furiously--his 13-year-old penis, slick with precum, swollen to an
unprecedented size, I was sure--until he realized this was his
time to receive a long-awaited blow job.
"Ah, FFUUCCKKKKKKKKKKKKK!" Mark screamed as Taylor apparently
got too energetic with his first thrust.
"Back off, Taylor!" I said.
"Sorr--" Taylor said, his speech cut short by Derek's
impressive boy-stick rudely thrust into his mouth.
"Is that better now, Mark?"
"Oh, y-yes sir," Mark said, his voice interrupted with the
jolting pounding Taylor was giving him, shoving his penis forward
with remarkable force.
I pulled Derek away from Taylor's expert blow job, taking him
by the hand into the bedroom portion of the sex room.
"Oh, oh, no! Sir--PLEASE!"
I knew I had told the boy he needed to be in the presence of
some other boys to earn his release, but I discarded that idea.
"Stand on the bad and face me," I said, standing myself, and
reaching behind the boy, grasping his deliciously firm buttocks
and pulling his erection forward--into my hungry mouth.
"Oh! Oh! OH, GOD! Awrrrr!" Derek screamed. The boy began
to shoot his young cream more forcefully than any other pubescent
youth I'd experienced.
Wanting a cum-bath from the boy, I backed away after getting
two blasts of him into my throat, and took Derek's spurting semen
on the face.
Five feet I backed off, and still his hot, rapid boy-stuff
splattered energetically against me. On the fourth spurt, I took
him in my mouth again, reveling in the feel and taste of his dick
and desperate, good-tasting cum.
I took the happy lad into the shower and played with him
there, amused and aroused with the near-hard state of him.
"Well--how was it?"
"Sir! I never knew anything felt that good!"
"Are you ready for some teasing now?"
"Um, well . . . ," Derek said bashfully, "I'm ready to come
again."
Having got the words out, he smiled at me--a warm, trusting
smile that a younger student gets when he's content with his
experience with you.
"I won't make you wait too long, I promise," I said sincerely,
hoping I would not fall to temptation and tease the poor boy
excessively as I was liable to do.
At this, the cute 13-year-old wrapped his soapy arms around
me, an event I cherished.
But there was one temptation I could not resist, I thought, as
I took a towel to Derek's sleek body.
"He's still HARD!" I said, pointing to Mark as I walked Derek
back into the sex room.
It was obvious by the collapsed position of the boy over
Mark's back that Taylor had come. Semen dripped from Mark's
impaled ass to the floor. Taylor panted furiously.
"Help me restrain them," I told Derek, who assisted me in
tying Taylor and Mark--stunned and baffled--to the 'waiting wall,'
a place where boys waited either for more teasing or a well-
deserved orgasm.
Before Mark or Taylor could formulate a comment, I took Derek
by the hand, out of the room, walking the shy new student quickly
down the hall toward the basement.
My cock strained inside my shorts as I accompanied the cute,
naked boy.
"You said you wanted to come with nineteen-year-old boys," I
said softly to the young lad.
"Yes, sir."
"What would you think if I took you to a sexy nineteen and
twenty-one year old, and let you play with them?"
"I--I'd love it, sir!"
"You'd get you share of cock teasing, young man."
"That's o-okay!" Derek said, his degree of enthusiasm
indescribable.
"Very good, boy. What about boys your own age, say, thirteen,
fourteen, or even twelve?"
"I, um--well . . . " the boy said, hesitant and embarrassed.
"Don't be embarrassed," I said, pulling down my shorts.
"Here. Suck on this this while you think about your answer."
"Mmmmm," Derek moaned as he took in my erection. I was hoping
to edge myself until later, but I'd be glad to give Derek my cum.
"If you make me come, the deal is canceled."
Derek slid off my cock with remarkable deftness and speed.
"Sir--boys my age are hot . . . if I can do things to them."
"I see. So, you're saying you like being submissive with the
older students, but dominant with boys your own age?"
"Well--I never did it but that's what's sexy to me when I
think about it."
"Okay, Derek. You'll have a chance to find out, very soon."
Unknown to anyone else, I had arranged a few things with the
Headmaster. When I visited him, I came clean about my discovery,
and he welcomed me into his secret. My previous moving of the
screen disturbed the dirt on the basement floor, so the Head
already knew of my discovery, and was proud that I had told him
myself. He explained the boys club fully, and said that the trust
between him and the club's members was well founded--in three
years, there had never been a violation of the rules and standards
he'd set up for them. They were all former students, and the
numbers they used when addressing each other were their old
student numbers.
I now had free access to the sexy boys in the basement,
including permission to take a student there--one at a time--
provided I told no one else, and the student could be trusted to
secrecy. The Headmaster had anticipated my plan, and had alerted
the basement boys club of a visit from me in the near future.
"Look," I said to Derek as I removed the bricks that allowed
us to see into the strangely-located basement room.
The 13-year-old's tongue protruded from his mouth as he viewed
19-year-old Justin and 21-year-old Keith, now naked and actively
engaged.
I was now aware that there were five video cameras, and that
later, a special computer program would reassemble the video from
the five images, and produce a realistic three-dimensional motion
picture--complete with sound, of course.
Derek and I watched intently.
While Keith and Justin were at it again, a boy about 16
appeared--erection bulging his thin, nearly see-thru shorts--his
cloth-covered boner sticking out a mile.
"Who are you?" Justin asked, surprised. Keith grinned.
"I'm Cory. One of Kyle's brothers."
I had also been told that one of Justin's obligations was to
suck the brothers of the key members, as Justin had violated some
rule or other. He had to "pay" by sucking off all these younger
lads.
"Shit!" Justin said, disheartened, "I said I'd blow
everybody's brother to pay for breaking the ground rule--but fuck!
How many brothers does Kyle have? I already sucked three of you
guys."
"Five," Cory said with a proud grin. "Kyle makes six."
"Holy shit!"
"One to go--after me."
"How old is THAT one?" Justin said, clearly embarrassed.
"Fourteen."
"Damn! How old are you?"
"Sixteen."
Justin made it a point to stare at Cory's wet tent. I could
see the skin of the boy's dick thru the flimsy shorts. The lad
had on a brightly-colored T shirt.
"Big, huh?!" Cory said with a proud grin.
"I'll say. Bet you're glad that's a private tunnel or you'd
be one blushing boy by now!" Justin said, trying to gain some
position, in spite of the fact that Cory obviously had this over
on Justin.
A tunnel! So *that's* how these guys were getting in, unseen.
I remembered the Headmaster telling me that the boy was to be
spanked as payment for the pleasure Justin would give him.
"How's Brian's butt?" Justin said. Brian was apparently the
previous brother Justin had sucked off.
"His BUTT?" Cory asked, genuinely confused.
"Yeah. Didn't Kyle tell you--a spanking comes first? It's
your way of thanking me for the pleasure of getting my mouth on
your horny little dick. Sorry--big dick."
"No!" the boy said, trying to get out of it. Then, his
youthfulness took over. "Wh-what kind of a spanking?"
"A spanking, kid. You take it as it comes--or *you* don't
come."
As mid-adolescents do, the 16-year-old boy just pulled his
shorts down to save time.
"Hell, boy," Justin said, "Didn't they tell you that you have
to be naked for this?"
"What?" Cory said with a charming blush. Um--maybe I should
call my brother," the boy said, pulling out his cell phone.
"Go ahead," Keith said, finally intervening, "but it'll cost
you ten extra swats."
"Ten EXTRA? How many am I gonna get?"
"Oh, you'll find out," Justin said, grinning along with Keith.
That's when I tugged Derek down the remaining hallway, ready
to make my entrance.
"Are they gonna hurt him?" Derek asked in wide-eyed innocence.
"Not really, boy."
"Do I hafta play with him, too--Cory, I mean?"
"You don't have to do anything but watch, if you choose."
"Oh, I'll do more than watch!" Derek said eagerly, his cock
bouncing with great energy.
"That would be nice," I said, grasping the boy's penis playfully.
I chose that moment to picture Mark at some future date,
helplessly tied, naked, and at the mercy of twenty or so horny
junior-high boys. I wondered if I shouldn't take Mark to the
basement first.
Derek and I stood before the hidden entrance the Headmaster
had told me about. I contemplated whether the two lads were doing
anything to Cory yet.
"You better hold him down, Keith," I heard Justin say,
presumably with paddle in hand.
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STORY LIST
DENNIS B. - STORIES POSTED ON NIFTY AS OF 16 JUNE 2006.
18 stories under the following 7 headings:
- HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE
- SCOUT/CAMPING
- MEDICAL EXAMS (New)
- BROTHER STORIES
- ADULT-YOUTH (TENDER)
- DAD-SON INCEST (TENDER)
- "NO PAIN NO GAIN"
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HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE STORIES
1. Crazy for Chad (Love story. Ages 16 & 17.)
- Last post APPROX. June 5, 2006.
NIFTY - High School.
2. Special Sale [on Boys' Trousers and Underwear]
** Listed as just "Special Sale." **
(17-year-old clothing salesman gives special personal
attention to High School and College students,
motivating the young customers to buy lots of clothing.
Ages 14 to 25.)
- Last post APPROX. June 7, 2006
NIFTY - High School
SCOUT/CAMPING STORY
3. Scout Campout Qualifying Competitions (Camping and
some incest. Ages 12 through 17.)
- Last post APPROX. May 2, 2006.
NIFTY - Camping; Incest
MEDICAL EXAMS (NEW)
4. Medical Exams for Josh and his Brothers
(Three bros get a medical checkup from a doc who
is dad's friend. Two of the bros are 'tight.')
- Second post APPROX. June 9, 2006
NIFTY - Adult Youth
BROTHER STORIES
5. Teasing My Hot Little Brother
(Big brother gets curious; ages 17 & 15)
- Last post APPROX. April 11, 2006.
NIFTY - Incest.
6. Eyes for My Hot Little Brother
(Little bro grows on big bro. Ages 16 to 18.)
- Last post APPROX. May 10, 2006.
NIFTY - Incest; Athletics
7. Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother
(Chemistry for big and little bro; Ages 16 to 18.)
- Last post APPROX. March 24, 2006.
NIFTY - Incest; Athletics
8. Little Brother Wanted it Bad
(little bro wants big bro; ages 17 & 15.)
- Last post APPROX. Jan 26, 2006;
NIFTY - Incest.
9. Discovering My Little Brother (Brothers,
17 and 13 start to get along real well.)
- Last post APPROX. Nov. 14, 2005.
NIFTY - Incest.
ADULT-YOUTH STORIES
Except for #10, each of my Adult-Youth stories involve a
TENDER and CONSENSUAL relationship between the youth and
the adult. The age gap is relatively small--usually
no more than 5 to 11 years age difference.
10. Boiz New Age School of Sexual Education
(Ages 13 to 20 something. A new type of
all-boys High School where sex rules. Mostly students
interacting, but the teachers, all young, also get into
the act. There is also a group of non-students meeting
secretly in the basement.)
- Chapter 3 posted APPROX. June 16, 2006.
NIFTY - Adult/Youth
11. Boy Who Was Late for School
(A tender story. Ages 24 and 13)
- Last post APPROX. Jan. 8, 2006.
NIFTY - Adult-Youth.
12. Finding the Boy Who Stole My Heart [Previous error: Year
(A kind of love story. Ages 22 and 15.) [is 2006, not 2005!
- Last post APPROX. May 17, 2006.
NIFTY - Adult-Youth.
DAD-SON INCEST STORY
13. My Son Drives Me Crazy (Tender dad and son.)
- Last post APPROX. Oct. 8, 2005.
NIFTY - Incest.
Email me if you'd like more on this story.
"NO PAIN NO GAIN" STORIES
14. Teaching My Son a Hard Lesson (NO dad-son sex so far.
I'm still debating with myself on that subject.
Some paddling and orgasm denial. Dad teases and
spanks his 16 y/o son; both get aroused. Things
get hot when a 13 and 19 y/o take over "processing"
the 16 y/o. Ages 13 to adult.)
- Last post APPROX. March 14, 2006
NIFTY - Incest; Athletics
15. Spankin High School Club Initiation
(High school ages. Later, some college guys.
Some soccer action. Some love.)
- Last post APPROX. Dec. 4, 2005.
NIFTY - High School; Athletics.
Stopped due to lack of interest (email).
(Please note there are 2 titles with the words
"Spankin' High" in them. When you write, be sure
to let me know which story you read. Sorry, I
didn't think of that when I picked the titles.)
16. Howling from the Reform School Basement
(Main age group 13 to 25. According to the new laws,
students are punished as the school attempts to modify
their behavior. Sex is used often as reward, and to
permit the students to let off steam.)
Not for the squeamish, but no lasting marks, etc.
- Second post APPROX. June 12, 2006.
NIFTY - Authoritarian.
Stopped due to lack of interest (email).
17. Getting it Hard at Spankin' High
(A discipline-school story; ages 13 to 19.)
- Last post APPROX. March 17, 2006.
NIFTY - Authoritarian.
Stopped due to lack of interest (email).
18. Frat Initiation Hell Week (Ages 13 to 22.
Not as grueling as first meets the eye.
Most characters are of college age. The
younger characters do some teasing, only.)
- Last post APPROX. Nov. 7, 2005.
NIFTY - Authoritarian.
Stopped due to lack of interest (email).
LAST POST DATES good as of June 16, 2006, and
may be off by several days either way. ACTUAL POST
DATES may be LATER, by the time you read this,
because new chapters of the listed stories may have
been posted since this was written.
Thanks,
Dennis
StoriesNew@Yahoo.com