Date: Tue, 29 Oct 2013 13:44:53 -0400 (EDT)
From: Wolf Pomo <whitewold999@icqmail.com>
Subject: Daniel Chose Boarding School 2 (gay/adult youth, anal, oral, b/M, b/bMMm)

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                 Daniel Choses Boarding School 2
                              By
                             Wolf

	After I met Mr. Clark, he told me about the boarding school he
taught at, I asked him about how I could go to his school.  He was very
helpful.  He met with my parents and explained about the benefits for
me going to his boarding school.  He assured them that going to his
school would be the gateway to being admitted the finest schools.  He
assured them 85 percent of all of their graduates went to the finest
schools, and most got advanced degrees in their chosen fields.  He had
letters from famous political leaders, and leaders of research fields.
They all praised their early education at the boarding school.  They
credited their tutoring at the school for preparing them for their later
careers.  My parents were impressed with his presentation and agreed
to sign my application for admittance.  They were assured that there
was a long list of applicants, but he was sure that I would make the cut.

	Mr. Clark told me later that all of the testimonials were from
men that were had been boys that were lovers of older men like him
when they were at the school.  He had even been a graduate of the
school too.

	My parents were thrilled when they got conformation of my
acceptance to the school.  They put me on the bus along with the
luggage I had been allowed to bring with me.  They had also been given
information about various endowments that were available for me to
defray the expense.  Mr. Clark had assured me that the ones sent to
them were all sponsored by men that loved the company of young men
like me.  There was a little emotion when I said my goodbyes too my
parents, because I was excited about the adventure of attending a
school that would allow me to indulge in sex with men.

	Mr. Clark met me at the bus station.  He drove us out of town on
a two lain road that was located miles away from everything.  When we
entered the gate to the private property it was still a long drive to the
school.  It was an intimidating campus.  It looked like an old brick and
stone English fortress.  Ivy covered the walls of the exterior.  It
reminded me of English collage I had seen in picture books.

	I was processed right away.  They assigned me to the dorm
supervised by Mr. Clark.  I was given a very thorough physical by the
resident male nurse.  He sure probed me extensively.  I thought he was
going to jerk me off the way her checked me for a hernia.  He gave me a
big smile when I sprang a boner.  When he stuck his finger up my ass he
did something that also gave me a boner that led to a dry cum.  Mr.
Clark assured me that the nurse would love to get to know me, and
explained how he had given me a finger wave by rubbing my prostrate
from inside my asshole.

	My asshole was still tingling from the probing while he took me
to the supply room where I was issued my uniform and bedding.  I was
shown my bunk.  I was told to find him as soon as I put everything in my
locker and changed into my uniform.  I had to follow the diagram to get
everything in its proper place.  As soon as I was dressed properly I
locked up and checked myself in the hall full length mirror, and felt a
little proud of how I looked in uniform.

	Our next stop was the administration office to turn in all of the
appropriate paperwork and meet the commandant of the academy.
When the receptionist allowed us into the commandant's office I was
struck by the air of authority of the gentleman dressed in a very military
looking Majors uniform sitting behind a stately looking mahogany desk.
Mr. Clark introduced us and retreated to the outer office to wait for me.
The Major stood up and came around the desk to stand in front of me
while he talked to me.

	He said, "I understand that Captain Clark recruited you to come
to our academy.  That was why you were processed so quickly.  We
normally research the eligibility of a candidate to attend our school.
Most of our students are sons of alumni.  Captain Clark spoke very
highly of your suitability for membership."  As he talked he leaned
against his desk and unzipped his trousers and fished out his cock.  I was
impressed with the size of his un-cut cock.

	I didn't have to be told what he expected, I simply leaned
forward in the chair I was sitting in and took his cock into my mouth,
and I sucked him until he squirted his load into my mouth.  When he
was finished he wiped his wet cock on my cheeks before stuffing his
cock back into his pants.  He escorted me to the outer office and
complimented Captain Clark on their latest cadet.  He receptionist had a
knowing grin on his face as Mr. Clark led me out of the office.

	We headed to the dining hall for lunch just before the rest of the
academy made their rush on the hall.  The galley staff was very
complimentary in their appraisal of my looks.  It was as if they were all
drooling over the prospect of getting in my pants.  I felt like a kid in a
candy store, everywhere we went there were males looking at me with
obvious desire, like I was the candy.

	The next place Mr. Clark took me after lunch was to the tailor.
He introduced me to the very campy man known as Miss. Abby.  He was
dressed in a very frilly dressing gown.  He was not much taller than me
and a little chubby.  His man boobs were very visible, and even his balls
and little penis were visible through the material.  After Mr. Clark
introduced us, he set about marking my shirt and pants for alterations.
He really did enjoy feeling my crotch and discussing if he should allow
extra room on the right leg or left for my cock and balls.  He had me
take them off while he sat at his sewing machine to custom fit my
uniform.  While he was working Mr. Clark and I sat on the bench and my
little prick was sticking out of my boxer shorts.  He leaned over and
sucked my dick until I had a dry cum.  He assured me that very soon I
would be feeding him cum.

	Miss. Abby spoke up, "Honey, don't forget old Abby's needs,
after all I need cum too!"  When he finished altering my uniform he
helped me take off my shoes to put the pants back on, and he assured
me that he would custom fit all of my clothes at me earliest convenes.

	I brought back all of my uniforms for alterations that afternoon,
and got a blowjob from Miss. Abby.  I also sucked his tits and his cock
and balls.  Miss. Abby helped carry my gear back to my room.  He taught
me how to fold my gear and stow them properly.  He explained that
every room was inspected every day.  Anything out of place got
demerits, requiring so many hours marching penalty hours on the
grinder (parade grounds).  I was to learn that the punishment for any
rule was penalty hours marching.

	That evening I had the time to think about the radical change in
my life.  I had a pang of homesickness.  I was beginning to wonder if I
had done the right thing.  Normally there would have been another
cadet sharing my room with me, but I had the room to myself.  The
lights had to be turned off when we heard the sound of taps being
blown.  I had stripped down to my boxer shorts to sleep in.  Even the
underwear was strange to me, because I had always worn jockey shorts.
My dick kept slipping out of the open fly.  I was also not used to
sleeping under a wool army placket.  Sleep was not coming because the
sounds and smells were foreign to me.

	When I heard the door open I almost panicked before I
recognized Mr. Clark by the moon light streaming through the window.
He approached my bunk and asked me if I would like to spend the night
in his bed.  I readily accepted his offer.  I rolled out of bed and followed
him to his room on the cold asphalt tile floor.

	His room was not much bigger that mine, but he had the room
to himself.  His bed was bigger and had nice sheets and pillows.  He
kicked off his shower shoes and dropped his boxer shorts before getting
into bed.  He held the bedding up as an invitation for me to join him.  All
I had to do was drop my shorts, and turn my back to him as he covered
me up.  I could feel his hard-on pressed against my butt.  It was very
comforting to feel and smell his familiar body as he used his long fingers
to stroke my naked body.  I could feel his warm breath on the back of
my neck, and he was telling me how much he loved me.  He eventually
slipped his hand between my legs from behind and lifted my right legs
up.

	I knew what he wanted and bent my knee while resting my foot
on my left ankle.  I felt him moving his body to align the head of his cock
with my asshole.  I knew better than to resist, because I knew it would
hurt even more.  It did hurt a little but I knew it would feel better when
he started fucking my ass.  Mr. Clark simply rolled his hips back and
forth.  That sent his cock deep into my asshole.  He fucked me slowly
until he shot his load into my ass.  When he finished he pulled his cock
out of my ass he turned me around and fed me his cock.  I sucked his
cock clean.  In the morning he fucked me again before we showered
together.

	I returned to my room and got dressed for the morning
assembly.  After the inspection I was called forward and introduced to
the corps.  Then we were marched to the dining hall.  That was the start
of my first day at school.  Over the years I became a natural leader and
enjoyed the company of both my fellow students, staff and alumni.



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