Date: Tue, 13 May 2014 17:44:11 -0400
From: Eff Del <nolitimere156@gmail.com>
Subject: Flights of Angels-Chapter 12

Flights of Angels-Chapter 12

By Eff Del



There are times in all of our lives when we are faced with obligations and
responsibilities that we would rather not have to undertake.

It is always easier and more often than not far more pleasant to defer such
actions or avoid them completely.

To do so however, is to fly in the face of that very nature that makes us
human,

Doing something that we don't want to do but know that we should is the
very definition of character.



I closed the brown cover on the manuscript and placed it upon the ancient
wooden surface of my desk.

Tapping my index finger in an irregular rhythm against the heavy crystal
tumbler I held in my other hand, I reflected upon the diabolical genius
that was the NEST's methodology for preparing a boy physically and mentally
to give himself willingly into prostitution.

The concept of `Lead-Senior' and `Follow-Boy' was so cruelly brilliant that
it was almost stunning.  First, introduce a very young boy and a pre-
adolescent to each other and create between them a relationship of trust,
pride and affection.

In deference to this strong relationship, the older boy would gamely enter
into the mysterious period of sexual training if for no other reason than
to make his younger acolyte proud. Then, of course, when it became the
younger boy's turn to sacrifice his young body, he would be introduced to
the ultimate act of submission by his older mentor; the person he trusted
and respected most in all of his small carefully controlled world.

It was an unbroken six year turning of the wheel; the carefully crafted
cycle from child to catamite. It was perfect, smooth and sublimely evil.

I refilled my glass without bothering to freshen the ice, opened the brown
covered document, and began reading where I'd left off.

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Man! I hadn't seen Tip in almost a year because he was now one of the very
old ones and was busy going out on long contracts and of course, getting
ready to graduate from the NEST and go out into the normal world.

He'd gotten bigger. Not just taller but...I don't know...BIGGER...like he had
more muscles and stuff. He was eighteen years old now and he looked more
like a man than anything else.

I mean, he was still Tip of course but he didn't look much like a kid
anymore.

I was sure glad to see him and so glad that my first time was going to be
him.

He was smiling like Tip always smiled and he took the wine glass from my
hand and walked over to the little table. He poured more wine in it and he
also poured a glass for himself. He came back over and handed me my glass
and took a drink from his before he said;

"Stand up Rufus and take off your robe. I haven't had a good look at you in
a long time."

I did what he told me to do. I got up and sort of fumbled with the robe I
had on because it was big and floppy on me. I kind of shrugged it off and
it dropped to the floor. Tip smiled at that and said;

"I'll teach you how to do that better...sexier...later."

He kind of made a little motion with his hand and I figured out that he
wanted me to turn around so I did. It was kind of funny doing that
because...well sure I'd been naked in front of him before; lots of times...
but, this felt different to me. I did it though and he smiled again.

"My little Follow-Boy is growing up to be a beautiful young man Rufus" he
said. "You were always gorgeous but as you're getting bigger, you're
getting better looking than ever."

He put an arm around me and pulled me close to him.

"You know Rufus...we've never really kissed each other have we?"

I started to say that I didn't think we had but before I could speak, he
bend his head down and pressed his lips against mine and slowly his tongue
was inside my mouth.

Of course they'd taught us about kissing and how to do it and stuff
but...kissing Tip was different. It was wonderful. I didn't want it to stop.

Finally though, Tip brought me over to the bed and told me to lie down.
While I did that, he got undressed. I'd seen him get undressed a million
times before but this time he did it different...like slowly and taking time
almost like his clothes didn't want to come off or something. I couldn't
take my eyes off him and my cock got harder than it was from all the
kissing we'd done.

Tip lay down next to me and pretty soon we were kissing again and we were
running our hands all over each other very sexy like...he and me hadn't ever
done that with each other before but I was liking it so much now, that I
was wishing we'd done it a long time ago.

After a while, Tip reached over to the side table and took a tube that I
recognized as lube.

"Ok now my little Jack...my lovely Rufus, let's get ready. Pull your knees
up."

I was lying on my back and I did like he told me. I pulled my knees up
towards my chest and I held them there. Tip covered his fingers with a big
blob of the lube and I felt him move against my asshole. He said something
to me but he spoke so softly I didn't understand what he was saying.

At first the lube felt really cold but his fingers were kind of warm and
soon he was rubbing against my hole softly. I realized that he was pushing
against me with one of his fingers and my asshole closed tight kind of
automatically.

"Relax Jack" he kind of whispered to me. "I'm just trying to get you good
and lubed up...relax that little asshole muscle."

I tried to do what he told me to but it was funny; this sure wasn't the
first time I'd had something pressing against my asshole and this sure
wouldn't be the first time a finger or anything had been up inside me but I
guess that knowing that I was soon going to be fucking made me nervous or
tense or something and I just couldn't loosen up.

Finally, between all the lube and his hard pushing, his finger got through
and into me. I was surprised because it hurt a little bit and it had been a
long time before anything had hurt going in there.

Tip was saying quiet things into my ear as he worked more lube all around
my asshole and inside me and soon he got two fingers up inside me and was
moving them around.

"You've got to relax now Rufus. I don't want this to hurt you. Can you try
to relax for me?"

I think I just nodded my head. I don't think I said anything. I remember I
was swallowing hard as he kneeled between my legs.

I know I didn't want to look for some reason so I closed my eyes and spread
my arms out over the bed sheet. I was thinking to myself that his cock was
much bigger than I remembered it ever being and it sure looked a lot bigger
than anything I'd ever had up inside me.

I felt the tip of his cock pressing against my hole and he was pushing it
hard against me. He kept telling me to relax and the more he said that, it
seems like the tighter my asshole tried to close up.

Finally though, I felt a sharp almost ripping pain and a fullness as I
realized he'd passed my muscle and was at least partly inside me.

It really hurt a lot and if it had been anybody but Tip doing it to me, I
think I would have yelled and screamed but I didn't want to upset Tip or
make him think I was some kind of baby that couldn't take it so when he
whispered;

"OK Rufus?"

I just nodded my head yes...though really it wasn't OK and I wanted to cry.

I could feel him slowly slide all the way into me. His cock was hot...almost
hot enough to burn me. That was a surprise because nothing I'd ever had up
inside me before felt hot like that.

I felt full and stretched and that part actually didn't feel so bad. It was
my asshole muscle that hurt and it hurt really bad.

Pretty soon, I realized that his cock was slowly sliding in and out as he
moved his hips.

"I'm fucking you Rufus." He sort of gasped and I kind of gulped and said;

"Uh Huh."

He began to move in me with long slow strokes and as his cock rubbed
against my asshole muscle, the pain tore through me like fire.

It was a fierce burning and I felt like I was tearing and stretching. Tip
began moving in and out faster and his breathing got fast and heavy. I
didn't know what was happening then, but of course now I know that he was
past the point where he could control himself and all he was thinking about
was cuming.

Suddenly he pushed hard into me and kinda froze. He was making noises...not
words, just noises as he pressed into me making little spasm motions.

I didn't feel anything come out but I know he was shooting his load into
me. After a few seconds he kind of collapsed on top of me and lay there
kissing my cheeks and saying all sorts of stupid things I couldn't
understand because I was underneath him crying like a baby.

Tip stayed with me for a whole week. He never got dressed the whole time
but he had me put my clothes on a lot of times so he could teach me how to
take them off sexy style...what he called a `fancy strip'. After about the
fifth time, he was on the bed laughing and clapping and told me I'd got
better at it than he was.

They delivered all of our meals to us in that room...and they were really
great. Every single one was special and delicious. Tip said that a boy
going out on contract had to get used to eating fancy food because some of
the clients liked having special dinners with their NEST boys.

We fucked four to five times a day and Tip was always smearing a special
medicine cream on my asshole to make it feel better. By Wednesday, I guess
I'd gotten used to it because Tip could do me without my wanting to cry but
it never got so that it felt good like it did being rimmed or having your
magic button massaged by some other guy's finger. Tip told me it was
because I just wasn't relaxing enough and he guessed I'd learn to do that
in time.

I remember that on Thursday, he got the idea that I should drink a lot of
wine to help me really relax but I only wound up getting really woozy...I
guess I got drunk because I threw up and I felt really crappy the next
morning.

All week we fucked and we tried all kinds of different positions. I was
really surprised. I'm not sure I would have thought of some of them all on
my own. Some positions were funny and some actually felt better than others
when I was getting fucked. Tip said it was important to know how to take it
in every position because you never knew what the client would want and
that we were supposed to ask the client how he wanted us... if the client
hadn't said so first.

As we were eating dinner on Sunday, I knew that something was about to
happen but I wasn't sure what. Tip looked at me across the table and he had
the strangest expression. Finally, he got up from his chair and walked
around behind me and kinda wrapped his arms around my neck in a hug.

"This is our last night together Rufus". He said softly. "In the morning
I'll be leaving and you'll continue your training. This has been very
special for me. Being your Lead-Senior was the most important thing that's
happened to me so far in my life. You're a wonderful person and I'll carry
you in my heart forever. Come to bed with me now please."

He led me to the bed and we fucked. It was the longest fuck we'd had and by
the end it was almost feeling good for me.  Tip held me tight in his arms
and I fell asleep that way.

Early the next morning before they even delivered breakfast, we showered
and dressed. With his arm around me, we walked to the door. He kissed me on
the lips kind of soft and gentle and said;

"I love you Jack. You don't really know about that word yet but you will
someday and when you do, remember what I just told you."

I wasn't sure what he was telling me but I knew that he hardly ever called
me Jack so something was going on. I was feeling like I should say
something to him but he turned and walked out the door.

I've never seen him since then. If I'd known I wouldn't ever see him again...
boy...I sure would have told him how important he was to me and other stuff
like that. Every time I think about him, I realize how much he meant to me
and how much I miss him.

Proctor Nick himself brought me breakfast a little later. We ate together
and talked about everything that had happened the past week.

When we'd finished, he told me he was going to take me upstairs so that the
doctors could check me out and then I was to go back to the dorms and take
a couple of days off from training.

I asked him why I needed to see the doctors and he told me that anytime a
boy had been fucked over any period of time they wanted the doctors to see
us and make sure no damage was done. Also, he told me that I would see the
doctor every time I returned from a contract to make sure I was OK and
hadn't been hurt and that I hadn't caught anything. I didn't know what he
meant by that, but I guess they were afraid we might catch a cold or
something from the Clients when we were out.

He also told me that after every real contract, I'd also be talking to a
couple of special Proctors that would be asking me stuff about how thing
went and things like that.

Anyhow, two Doctors kinda looked me over and paid special attention to my
ass for about a half an hour before they told Proctor Nick I was OK to go.

He walked me to the main door of the building and reminded me I was
supposed to take a couple of days off.

"I'm sure your Follow-Boy would like to see you and we'd like you to rest
yourself...especially your butt for a couple of days. I'll meet you back in
this room on Wednesday." He smiled and kind of patted me on the shoulder
and then we both walked out.

He was right. Tadpole...err; Sean was really glad to see me and even though
he knew I couldn't answer most of his questions, he asked them anyhow.
Seemed to me I remembered doing the same thing to Tip what seemed like a
long time ago.

My two days off were fun.  Sean and I horsed around all over the quad and
in the pool. One afternoon he asked me to show him how to do some soccer
stuff out on the pitch but I knew he was just using that as an excuse for
us to be together because he sure didn't need me to teach him anything
about soccer or swimming.

Wednesday morning I returned to the room in the training building expecting
that I was going to be fucked by somebody but instead, there was no one
there but Proctor Nick and he told me we would be spending the rest of the
week learning about behavior with Clients.

It was a pretty intense few days I'll tell you. I learned how to react to
clients questions and unspoken requests, how to answer questions in the
proper manner and anticipate the client.

Proctor Vic was like an actor or something because he could like pretend to
be completely different guys and he did it so good that it was almost
confusing. By the weekend though, I realized that I had learned a lot about
how to act around different kinds of clients and how to keep what Proctor
Vic called `professional' at all times.

Proctor Nick told me to take the weekend off and that starting Monday I
would be practicing being with clients; different ones every time.

On Saturday, Tadpole had a swimming Meet at one of the Norman schools. I
got to go watch and man!...did that kid tear up the pool! I think he won
every race he swam in that day. He's like some kind of monster in the water
that little guy is I'll tell ya.

Monday morning, I met Proctor Nick in the lobby of the training building
and as we walked to the elevator he explained;

"From now on Jack, you will be spending time with one of the eighteen year
old boys but they will be playing the part of a Client. They've all had
plenty of experience going out on contracts for the past three years and
they will treat you just as actual Clients have treated them in the past. I
realize that you probably know some of these older boys but from now on,
you are to act and react exactly as if they were clients. We'll be watching
you and evaluating you and you won't be allowed out on real contracts until
we decide you're ready. Do you understand?"

I told him that I did and he smiled and patted me on the shoulder.

"Good Jack. From this point on then we'll be acting as if you were going
out on a real contract. Your Client today is `Mr. Purple' and he has
contracted for your services for two days which includes one overnight. Got
it?"

I answered that I got it just as we stepped out of the elevator and walked
down the hall to a door. When it opened up a tall black haired boy that I
recognized as Tiger, a tier-mate of Tip's asked us in.

"Mr. Purple, this is Jack whose services as a companion will be at your
disposal as requested." The Proctor was talking to Tiger as if he were a
total stranger and it all sounded very formal to me.

"Hello Jack." Tiger spoke to me.

"Uhm, Hello err...Mr. Purple it's nice to meet you." I stuck out my hand as I
had been trained to do and he took it and we shook hands.

After Proctor Nick left, Tiger...that is; Mr. Purple led me into the lounge
or sitting room.

"Well Jack, why don't we break the ice. Get down on your knees and suck me
off like a good boy."

I knew this was a test and I quickly responded as Proctor Nick had taught
me;

"Shall I prepare myself for you first Sir?"

Tiger flashed a quick smile and I knew I'd done the right thing.

"Yes Jack, go ahead and do that."

I quickly asked;

"Shall I just undress or would you like a fancy strip Mr. Purple?"

I noticed that he raised an eyebrow at that. See, he wasn't expecting that
from me because it wasn't anything Proctor Nick had trained me to do but
I'd picked that up from Tip during our week together. He was obviously
surprised and interested because he answered;

"Oh let's see a fancy strip Jack." And he sat down on the couch watching me.

Just like Tip had taught me, I removed my clothes one slow piece at a time.
Tip had shown me how to make something last and almost be a tease before
the client could actually really see any of me that he wouldn't have seen
if I was wearing my swim suit.

I could tell from Tiger's expression I was doing a good job and I was
pretty sure that when the Proctors looked at the video from the cameras
hidden around the room, they would like was I was doing as well.

When I was finally naked, Tiger just nodded his head and finally, he said
with a big smile;

"That was a great show Jack! I really enjoyed it. Now, come over here and
take my cock out of my pants and suck me off...and listen; I don't want you
spilling a drop on my pants mind you."

I nodded and dropped to my knees. If I knew how to do anything in this
world, I sure knew how to give a blow job and that's just exactly what I
did.

The rest of the day, Tiger was either fucking me or having me suck him back
hard. He tried to keep my ass well lubed but it still hurt every time he
stuck it in me but I was learning to not only hide that but to actually act
like I was enjoying it.

I was beginning to wonder though if I would ever enjoy it for real.

When my two days with Tiger...or should I say Mr. Purple was over, I  was
looked over by the doctors and then got two days off.

Next, I visited another "client"; Mr. Blue who turned out to be another guy
I recognized as a tier-mate of Tip's but I didn't really know him at all.

That was really different because it was the first time I did any kind of
sex with a person I didn't know at least a little.

I stayed with "Mr. Blue" for three days and let me tell you...all he wanted
to do was fuck and it seemed like he could get it hard at the drop of a
hat. I think we did it in every position Tip had taught me and maybe even a
couple of new ones. They gave me a week off after that.

>From then on it was just a bunch of pretend contracts; Mr. Red, Mr.
Green...you know; we went through the whole rainbow and then they made up new
names.

Some of those were more interesting than other and I liked the ones that
were more blow jobs than fucking but there weren't many of those.

Some were also tests to try and trip me up like when one of the guys wanted
to piss in my mouth and another one wanted to shit on me...stuff like that
was completely forbidden by the NEST and we were required to say no to the
client even if they offered to pay us extra money or give us stuff.

After one of these, I asked Proctor Vic what would happen if the Client
insisted or made me do it...I mean I was just a little kid and they were
bigger and stronger.

Proctor Nick smiled and said;

"Most clients would not dare force a boy to do anything against his will or
against the rules simply because if he did Jack, he would be forever
black-balled and could never again avail himself of the services of our
boys. If however, a client did something crazy like that and forced a
boy...well, let's just say that we have a small group of very special
Proctors who would ensure that particular client never did anything like
that again...let's just leave it at that."

Another kind of tricky test came up when one of my "clients" asked to tie
me up and spank me. This was a harder choice to make because the NEST rules
about that were not so clear. They called being tied up "bondage"...I guess
that's the same thing other people call it too. A NEST boy could allow
himself to be tied up or handcuffed and stuff like that by a client if he
was willing to let it happen. If the Nester didn't want to be part of
bondage he could say `no' and the client would have to respect that or else
he'd be black balled.

Same way with spanking but this was even more confusing. A boy could allow
himself to be spanked or beaten but the client could not really hurt the
boy or make any permanent mark or scar.

Proctor Nick had told me that from his point of view, it was always smarter
for a boy to say `no' to that stuff and I took his advice.

These pretend contracts kept on until I'd pretty much gone through the
whole 18 year tier and was starting around a second time except, I never
had Tip again. I guess they decided that `Lead-Seniors" and `Follow-Boys'
only got to be together for fucking for that first time and after that, the
boy couldn't learn about Clients from his `Lead-Senior' or something like
that.

No matter how many times I was fucked or who was fucking me though, it
never stopped hurting.

The trouble for me was that no matter how lubed up I was, I just couldn't
learn to relax my asshole muscle. It kept trying to clamp closed even when
somebody's cock was inside me. It turned out though, that everybody who
wound up fucking me thought I was doing it on purpose and that it was
wonderful because the only thing tighter than an asshole is an asshole
trying to clamp down on the cock that's in it.

So, I got the reputation of not only giving the best blow jobs in my tier,
all the 18s were saying I was the best fuck too.

I didn't know it but training me was getting to be a very popular
assignment for those guys.

One of the fun things though was when a bunch of us got called in one
morning and we were told it was our turn to be the first cock in some 13
year old's mouth cause those younger kids were learning how to give blow
jobs.

I got matched up with a kid I knew a little bit named Scooter. He wasn't
very good because he was nervous that first time but he sure tried hard and
the surprised look on his face when I cummed in his mouth was funny.

About a week later when we both had some free time, I took him up to one of
the rooms and showed him how to do some stuff better. He was happy about
that.

Don't get me wrong, life wasn't all fucking and sex stuff that year though.
The learning...what you call the education or school work was getting harder
but also much more interesting and I was really getting into math and
biology. Mostly things living in the ocean...the proper term is Marine
Biology I guess.

 It was also the last year I would be qualified to sit as first violin in
the orchestra because next year I'd be going out on contracts so I really
worked hard and looked forward to every concert and even got good enough to
perform the Sibelius Violin Concerto as a solo piece which always got me
great response from the audience.

Except for fucking still being a real pain in the ass...sorry, I just HAD to
say that...it was a fun busy year and then I turned 15.

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I marked my place and leaned back into my chair. My whisky glass was long
empty and so I plopped in two ice cubes and covered them with single malt.

I had to admit that I was a bit surprised at what I had read thus far. I
suppose that I had just assumed that the training of these boys would have
been a task happily undertaken by pederast adult staff but it seemed that
this was not the case at all. Aside from verbal coaching and explanation,
it seemed that the staff took no part in the sexual tutelage at the NEST.
The actual sexual activity apparently took place between the students
themselves on a more or less peer to peer basis. This was not what I would
have expected.

I took a thoughtful sip from my tumbler, opened the manuscript and resumed
reading.

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I was out on the soccer pitch with a few of the guys practicing corner
kicks from both sides of the goal when I saw Proctor Nick walking towards
me. I knew what he was coming for but to tell you the truth I was kinda
hoping I was wrong.

>From the day of my birthday, all of the older guys were saying that it
wouldn't be very long before I got called out on my first contract. They
told me that with my good looks and unusual red hair clients were going to
want to try me out right away.

Turns out they were right because I'd only been fifteen for three
days...which means there was hardly just enough time to post my picture up on
the web. See, they have this secret web page just for clients and they post
pictures and information and stuff about boys who are available for
contract that week. My picture must have just barely been posted that day.

"Well Jack," Proctor Nick said to me. "Go get showered and changed and head
over to Director Coleman's office. It seems you have a contract already.

I don't know why it bothered me but it did. I kinda just nodded my head and
took off for the locker room. I got undressed and into the shower and all
of a sudden I just started crying. I don't know why but suddenly I was so
sad and kinda feeling so sorry for myself. I was sure glad there was nobody
else in the locker room at the time. I was able to kind of cry it off and
by the time I got out of the shower I was alright so I got dressed and
pretty soon I was knocking on the director's door.

Director Coleman is the head guy of the whole NEST and I'd seen him a lot
but never actually spoken to him personally.  He kind of looked me over
when I came into his office and he says;

"Congratulations Jack. You've been requested for your first contract.
You'll be leaving in two hours which will give you enough time to
administer an enema to yourself and then Proctor Nick will take you over to
wardrobe."

I must have looked at him funny or something because he said right away;

"Well Jack, you don't think we can let you go out on contract wearing your
school uniform do you? No my boy, we've got to have you dressed properly
for your client.

Oh, by the way, your client; Mr. Chang has requested that you bring your
violin with you.

You'll be with him for two nights and I don't suppose I have to tell you
that we expect that you'll make the Academy proud eh?"

Luckily, I had enough time to find Tadpole and let him know what was
happening. He was cute. He gave me a big hug and told me I was gonna do
great. I wished I was as sure as he was.

Two hours later, I was dressed in nice black jeans and a dark blue polo
shirt, carrying an overnight bag and my violin case and a Proctor I'd never
seen before...Proctor Martin was driving me out to meet my first client.

Mr. Chang was a real experience for me because I'd never met an oriental
person before. He wasn't very tall; maybe just a little taller than me and
he was kinda thin; not skinny but thin you know what I mean?

Anyway when we got to his door he invited us in and Proctor Martin
introduces himself as Mr. Martin Longstreet and he introduced me just as
Jack. Funny but before that moment, I never thought about Proctors having
real names other than `Proctor such and such'.

So anyway, I shook hands with Mr. Chang and Proctor Martin had him sign
some papers and then he left.

Right away, Mr. Chang was looking me up and down and I knew that there
wasn't going to be any beating around the bush.

"Shall I prepare myself for you sir?" I asked because I figured the sooner
we got started the better.

Mr. Chang's eyes kind of twinkled and he was nodding his head fast and
saying `yes, yes'. So then I slipped in my little trick that I'd picked up
from Tip;

"Would you like a fancy strip or shall I just get undressed Sir?"

Well, that sure got him going I'll tell you and you can bet he chose the
strip show. By the time I got through I could see that his cock was trying
to poke a hole right through his pants. He didn't waste any time; his hands
were all over me  feeling me and rubbing me and he wasn't very gentle.

"Now Jack boy..." he said right away "bend all the way over here."

He was pointing to the arm of the couch and he had me bend over it. I heard
his zipper and the soft sound of his pants dropping and suddenly I felt
something cold push up against my asshole. It was lube but there wasn't
very much of it.

In another second I felt his cock pressing into me. I realized there wasn't
going to be anymore lube, there wasn't going to be any fingers to loosen me
up...nothing. He was just going to fuck me just like that.

I didn't know what else to do so I just grabbed onto the cushion of the
couch and bit down on my lower lip to keep from screaming as his cock
forced its way into me. I'd never felt such pain in my life...ever and I
couldn't stop the tears from pouring out of my eyes as he pumped away at my
burning ass.

It felt like his cock was three feet long and he just worked in and out of
me, in and out of me. I was moaning from the pain but I guess he thought
that I was moaning because I was enjoying myself. I couldn't stop my ass
muscle from trying to close up around his cock and he seemed to love it
because he kept saying;

"Good boy Jackie! Good ass work Jackie!" stuff like that.

Finally he must have come because he stopped pushing and sort of just
leaned over resting on top of me with his cock still inside my ass and he
was breathing very heavily.

Eventually he pulled out of me and stood up. He pulled me up too and I
could see that his cock actually was pretty long but thin too. Despite
everything going on, I found that interesting.

I didn't have too much time to think about how much my ass hurt because he
soon had me on my knees sucking him hard. Like I said he was long but I'm
good and I managed to get him all the way down pretty quick and very soon
he was running his fingers through may hair moaning;

"Ooooh Jackie, Jackie."

I was figuring that if I could get him to cum in my mouth that would be at
least one time I wouldn't have to take him in my ass but he was too smart
for me. As soon as he was good and hard, he had me stop and get down on my
hands and knees.

Without using one drop more of lube, he was pushing into me again and I was
afraid I was going to faint it hurt so bad.

He took a long time to cum this time but fortunately after that he needed
to rest for a while so he brought me into his bedroom and he got naked and
had me eat out his ass for about an hour. He kept telling me that I was a
very good boy.

Finally, he made me crawl up and snuggle with him. He kept moving his hands
all over my body but we never kissed. The whole time I was with him he
never tried to kiss me.

While he was rubbing and feeling all over me he was talking;

"You know Jackie; I always try to be the first one who gets a new boy. I
like being the first one. I've got some friends inside the Academy and they
tell me about the boys coming up.

I've known about you for a couple of months now. They told me you were
supposed to be very good and they were right Jackie. They were right.

When they told me about you I wanted to get a look at you so I was at that
last concert your orchestra gave at the Community Center last month. You
play the violin very well Jackie. I really enjoyed your solo what was it?
The Sibelius in D minor right?"

I nodded my head yes. I was surprised he knew that much about me.

"Now Jackie," he said suddenly. "Go and get your violin. I want you to give
me a special concert."

I got off the bed and walked out into the living room to fetch my
instrument and I was thinking to myself that this wasn't going to be so bad
after all.  Maybe he just wanted to hear me play the rest of the time I was
with him.

Boy, was I wrong!

When I got back in the room, he was stretched out in the middle of his big
bed and he was smiling and stretching out his hands.

"Give those to me Jackie." He said indicating my violin and bow. I handed
them to him and he put them over to his side.

"Now Jackie, just like you have to rosin up your violin bow, you'd better
rosin up my instrument eh?" he was indicating a tube of lube on the bedside
table and I knew at once that he wanted me to grease up his long erect
cock. I took the tube and began squeezing out the clear jelly but he
quickly stopped me.

"Now, now Jackie. Not too much boy...just enough to help make the music sweet
eh?"

I nodded and took the small amount that he'd allowed me and began to lube
up his dick which made him smile even wider.

"Good, good boy Jackie now climb up here and let me slide up inside of
you...we'll play a sweet duet you and me yes?"

I swallowed hard because I knew he'd be able to see the pain on my face as
soon as I straddled him and let him ram his dick up inside me but even
though I winced in pain as I lowered myself down onto his long stiff dick,
he either didn't notice or he didn't care.

Either way, when I'd bottomed out and he was fully inside me, he sort of
grunted and then reached over and handed my violin and bow up to me.

"Now Jackie...the Sibelius but let's just do the `allegro moderato' I think.
You play the violin and I'll play your sweet little ass. It will beautiful
yes?"

I couldn't believe it at first but I finally realized that he wanted me to
play while he fucked me at the same time.

The `allegro moderato' is the second movement in the Violin Concerto in D
Minor. It is slow and undulating. Proctor Maestro at the NEST used to say
it was like a vine slowly growing up a wall or even like a snake wrapping
itself around a branch. In a strange way it's kind of perfect music to
slowly fuck by.

I took a deep breath and tucked my violin under my chin and began to play.
It's funny how you think of things at strange times. I remember thinking to
myself; `man! This is the first time I've ever played my violin naked' and
then just ask quickly I thought; `It's sure the first time I've ever played
my violin with a dick up my ass!"

I tried to concentrate on my playing to try and make the pain go away but
just like always, my ass kept clamping down on his dick and while I played,
he used his hands on my hips to control me as he moved me up and down his
long dick in almost perfect time to the music I was playing.

My legs and stomach muscles got into the rhythm pretty quickly and even
though it was hurting me like crazy, I was driving Mr. Chang nuts.

He came before I finished the Allegro but he made me finish it while he
kept his dick up in me and I could feel his cum dripping out of my hole.

The contract with Mr. Chang continued to be two days and nights of pretty
much constant fucking. I don't know how such a little guy could keep it up
like he did. I had to play three more "solos" while I sat on his dick and
he fucked me in time to the music.

Both nights, when he was through fucking me, I'd have to get down between
his legs and lick his ass until he fell asleep. Then I could crawl up and
put my head on the pillow.

Just before Proctor Martin came to get me, Mr. Chang did the strangest
thing. Out on his patio was a large wooden tub which he'd somehow had
filled with warm water and he made me stand up in it while he slowly washed
every inch of my body and then he dried me carefully using a small soft
blue towel.

On the ride back to the NEST Proctor Martin told me;

"Well Jack, for your first contract, you must have done very well because
Mr. Chang has given you a pretty nice bonus to be deposited in your
account. Good going."

Back at the NEST I was looked over by the Doctors for about an hour and
then I spent another hour or so telling another team of Proctors about the
whole contract and answering their questions and stuff.

Finally Proctor Nick showed up and led me upstairs to one of the private
rooms like the one Tip had rested up in after his first contract.

Proctor Nick told me to just rest and tomorrow we'd have a long talk and
then I could see Tadpole.

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I put the document back down and stood up rather abruptly.  I had to stop
for a while and get some fresh air. I freshened my drink and strode out of
the den, down the hall and out a door leading to the patio by the
wildflower garden.

If I could have had anything in the world right then, it would have been to
have my Sean there so that I could just hug him tightly and probably cry my
eyes out.

Sadly for me, he was happily engaged in lessons with his friend and with
his tutor.

"My God!" I thought. "There but for fortune in just a few short years, this
could have been Sean's story I'm reading."

I knew I had to return to the study and finish the document. I shook my
head and shoulders briskly to clear my thinking and walked back into the
house.

(To be continued)

Next time we'll finish Jack's tale.

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