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THE DEAN OF DICIPLINE - PART I
 By The Syslave Network

"Westfield Reformatory School".  Larry Hutton read the sign AS the 
bus entered the through the electric gates.  He looked through the 
wire mesh cover window at the gates closing behind him.  He knew it 
would be a year and a half, providing he behaved himself, before 
he'd be allowed TO got back through those gates again.  He turned 
back around and relaxed in his seat.  There were nine other guys 
between 18 and 20 on the bus too.  They were all quiet.  Not so 
much because they were ordered not to talk by the Police Officer 
sitting in front of the bus but, because it was a time for personal 
thoughts.  They had all heard of the reform school's reputation.  
Especially the reputation of it's Dean.  And, frankly, the guys 
were scared.  And for good reason.  They had heard stories about 
guys being whipped and beaten at the place.  None of the guys 
actually had heard anything first handed.  But, the rumors were 
enough to scare them.  For they all knew they would soon find out.

The bus stopped in front of an old stone building about fifty years 
old.  There were bars on the windows of all eleven stories.  It had 
a cold, gloomy look about it even in the late afternoon sun.

"Okay, get off the bus!  Form a single file and enter the building 
when the gates open."  The Officer shouted.

The guys did as ordered.  Once inside the building they were taken 
into a holding area.  It was a large room with wooden benches 
against the four walls.  Larry and the others sat on the benches 
and waited for something to happen.  They sat for about twenty 
minutes.  They heard the door opening and twenty apprehensive eyes 
looked at the man entering the room.  He was about thirty five and 
husky.  He wore a levi's and a white shirt and black construction 
boots.

He startled the guys when he shouted, "What the fuck are you doing 
with your damn clothes on?  Get 'em off right now!  There's no way 
I can stick my finger up your assholes if you have them covered.  I 
got to check you guys over before the Dean gets to you.  He only 
wants healthy young butts, cocks and balls around this place."

The guys stripped naked as the man watched.  His ID badge read 
O'Hare ... Medic.  As soon as they were naked he ordered them to 
line up facing him.

Larry was on the end of the line closest to O'Hare.  O'Hare walked 
over to him and told him to face the left and then cough.  Larry 
felt the man's warm hand grasp his balls and place a finger under 
them.  He coughed, then faced to the left and coughed again as 
O'Hare placed his finger under the other testicle.  He watched as 
O'Hare went down the column of guys and tested each one of them.  
After checking each guy's full body, he ordered them to turn around 
and bend over pulling their ass cheeks apart.  Once again, Larry 
was the first to get examined.  Looking between his legs, he 
watched O'Hare put something like a rubber over his index finger 
and dip it into a lubricant.  He watched as the man approached and 
felt a finger on his bubble butt.  The finger pryed at his tight 
little butt hole and then with a bit of pressure entered the guy.  
He felt the finger probbing in him.  The finger struck something in 
him that caused his whole body to give a little jump.

"Ahhhh, I got your prostate didn't I guy?"  O'Hare asked.  Larry 
was to embarrassed to speak.  Suddenly he felt a very hard smack on 
his white butt and gave a loud cry.

"You best learn to speak when spoken to at this place.  Got me guy? 
 You understand what I'm sayin'?"  O'Hare screamed at Larry.

"Yes ... Yes, Sir"

"I'm gonna be watchin' you guy.  You damn well better be on your 
best behavior or your be the first of this lot to learn the hard 
way."

"Yes, Sir."

O'Hare went down the line checking each guy's rectum.  When he was 
to Matthews, the sixth guy in the column, Larry heard O'Hare 
saying, "Well ... Well ... Well.

You're gettin' a hardon, ain't you kid?"

"Yes, Sir."

"You sure are ... you like me finger fucking you.  You're gonna get 
along just fine here.  Now, I want you to stand in front of the 
other guys and let them see your hardon, too.  Then all the guys 
can get their cocks hard so I can check their fireskins and 
circumcisions."

Matthews stepped in front of the others.  His prick was rock hard. 
 It barely moved from side to side as he walked.  He was really 
hard.

"Okay, guys.  I want to see all of your pricks as hard as this!"  
O'Hare said as he grabbed Matthews cut dick.  He dropped to his 
knees and looked closely at the big dick in his hand.  Then he 
walked over to Larry.  Larry had been stroking his prick while 
watching Matthews and the other guys.  He was hard when O'Hare 
grabbed his uncut cock and pulled the foreskin back, then over the 
head again and back a few times.  A clear drop of pre cum formed at 
his piss slit making his cockhead shiny.

"You keep this good and clean, don't you guy?"

"Yes ... yes, Sir.  I keep it real clean, Sir."

"Good, you're a quick learner.  Gotta a real nice kid cock, too."  
He released his hold on Larry's wet prick and went on down the line 
giving hard prick exams to each guy.  When he finished his 
inspection he walked over to the door.  He turned before leaving 
the room and said, "Keep those cocks hard ... but don't any of you 
even think of creamin' off.  You understand?"

Ten voices replied, "Yes, Sir."

The guys looked at one another questioning what was to happen next. 
 They were slowly stroking their pricks, not wanting to cum before 
told to cum.

The door opened a young man, about 28 years of age with wavy black 
hair and a handsome, friendly smile entered the room filled with 
teens with naked hard-ons.  "Hello, guys!  Welcome to Westfield 
Reformatory.  I'm Dr. Johnson's assistant, Dr. Mitchell.  I want 
you to go into the room, over there, with me.  One at a time."  He 
pointed to Larry, directing him to go first.  Dr. Mitchell was 
carrying some small paper cups in one hand.

The other guys watched as Larry walked naked to the door.  His teen 
cock stood straight up as he walked.  After he entered the room, 
Dr. Mitchell followed him and closed the door.

The room was painted light green.  It contained just a table and a 
chair.  Dr. Mitchell sat in the chair and ordered Larry to sit on 
the table with his legs open directly in front of the doctor.

"What's your name, kid?"

"Larry."

"Well, Larry.  what I want you to do is jack off for me.  I want 
you to squirt a load for me and try to get it in this paper cup."  
Mitchell placed a hand on each of larry's thighs, "Now, beat off a 
good load Larry.  I want to see a white hot load of cream shot out 
of that hot piece of Meat you've got.  You're a hot looking guy.  
You could have it pretty easy here if you play the right games, 
guy."  Larry jacked on his cock while listening to Mitchell.  "A 
guy like you better be bright, though.  Yea, that's it ... beat 
that fucker ... lean back, I wanna see that ass, Larry.  Yea ... 
that's right, nice solid round buns ...  you ever had a buddy stick 
his cock in your butt while you're jack off, Larry?"

"No ... no, Sir ... I ain't no queer."

"Larry, that's not the right attitude to survive Westfield.  It's 
okay to play with other guys here, because there just ain't no 
other sex.  Now, lean back further, I want to check out your 
asshole ... that's it, What a cute little cherry this is ...  Can 
you feel my finger, Larry?  It's pressing into your ass ...  Got it 
passed the first knuckle and heading for the second ...  Like that 
Larry?  Do you?"

Larry felt a wave of passion shot through his body as he looked 
into the eyes of the sexy medical doctor.  His prick was oozing 
precum juice through his piss slit as Mitchell pushed his finger in 
all the way.

"Yeah, you like it, guy.  You like it a lot!  Feels good with me 
massaging your prostate while you jack off, doesn't it?  Get's you 
really going ...  Now, let me have a little taste of that teen 
rod."

Doctor Mitchell dropped his face into Larry's crotch and onto his 
soaking wet cock.  All the way down, the horny doctor took the 
youth's inflamed rod.  Larry watched as the doctor fucked the prick 
into his mouth.  The doctor suddenly stood up and stripped of his 
white coat.  He was wearing tight white slacks underneath that 
showed a huge cock bulge.  The doctor unfastened his belt, unzipped 
his pants and let them fall to the floor.  He was wearing gleaming 
white cotton briefs.  They were tented with his hard cock and were 
so tight Larry could even make out the outline of the doctors 
cockhead and piss slit.  Larry became hotter and hornier than he'd 
ever been in his life.  He'd never seen such as big bulge in a 
guy's briefs and wanted to see the doctor's dick.  Doctor Mitchell 
saw the guy's eyes locked on his tight jockeys.  "Like this, 
Larry?"  He asked while he kneaded his swollen cock through the 
cotton.  "You like it, I can see that in your eyes.  I wish we had 
more time but I got a lot of other guys out there squirt jizz, so, 
just relax and let me fuck you."  "But ... I ain't never ..."

Mitchell pulled down his briefs.  He heard a gasp from Larry as his 
eight inch cut cock burst into view.  His pubic hair was jet black 
and gave off the hue of blue steel.  He grabbed Larry's legs and 
pulled him to the edge of the table.  He reached into the pocket of 
his discarded white jacket and pulled out a packet of KY jelly.  He 
opened it and rubbed the clear gooey liquid onto his rock hard rod. 
 The residue on his fingers was massaged into Larry's cherry hole.

Larry was scared, but excited.  The doctor's blue eyes and handsome 
face turned the guy on.  He wanted to feel what it is liked to get 
fucked and now he was going to learn.  It was going to happen 
against his will, he told himself.  The doctor leaned over him and 
touched the head of his cock to Larry's asshole.  A broad smile 
fell across his face.  He shoved hard.

"Oh, Hell!"  Larry gasped at the sudden onslought of pain and 
pleasure.  His asshole was buring as Mitchell's cock slid into him 
all the way, a full eight hard manfuck inches!

Larry, feeling Mitchell's withdrawing, shouted, "Don't take it out, 
not yet, let me get used to it."

The sexy young doctor shoved his red hot cock into the guy again 
... and again.  Each time Larry opened and closed his sphincter 
muscle around it.  Faster and faster he fucked into Larry's butt.  
Soon, he picked up a rhythm with Larry and the only sound in the 
room was frontal thighs spanking into tight teen ass.

Currents of pleasure flowed though Larry.  His young prick was 
about to shoot.  Young doctor Mitchell lifted him off of the 
examination table and as Mitchell settled onto the chair, Larry was 
fully impaled on his eight inchs of steel hard cock.  Mitchell 
looked down at Larry's cock.  it looked like it was going to 
explode in his face showering him in a blizzard of cum.

Mitchell threw each of Larry's legs over each chair arm.  They were 
face to face and cock in butt.  The doctor began bucking up into 
Larry's tight fuckhole.  He was ready to shoot off and knew the kid 
was too.

"Ahhhhhhh," Mitchell moaned passionately as his cock reached the 
verge of eruption.  He arched deep into Larry's butt and shot a 
load of steaming ball juice into Larry's raging anal cavern.  Load 
after load of of the medical doctor's hot sticky jism blasted it's 
way into the guy.  The doctor fucked deeper and deeper into Larry 
with each wave of sexual spasm that flowed through him.

The fuck in his butt brought Larry off too.  As the doctor looked 
down at Larry's cock, unhelped by a hand or a hot mouth, the prick 
began shooting milky white hot cum up into the doctor's face.  
Mitchell quickly opened his mouth to catch as much of the teen fuck 
juice as he could.  With his own prick still shooting in the guy's 
ass, he caught two or three direct shots of the guy's cum in his 
mouth.  The other shots hit his nose, eyes and cheeks.

Larry cried out as his cum squirted into the doctor's face giving 
him a full facial jism drenching.  Each time his teen prick shot, 
his ass squeezed tighter and tighter around the dick in his 
asshole.  That caused even greater pleasure for the doctor.

Finally, they both fell into a total relaxation into each other's 
arms.  After a minute or so, doctor Mitchell lifted Larry back onto 
the table and pulled his softening cock from the guy's ass.

"Yeah, you learn quickly, Larry.  If you play the game, here, maybe 
I can make it real easy on you.  Now get dressed and send the next 
guy in.  You wait outside with the rest of them."

Larry opened the door and looked at the others.  He told the guy to 
his right to get his ass in the room.  Larry sat down on one of the 
benches and looked at the row of hard cocks being stroked by young 
horny teen guys.

"What happens in there?  What goes on?  Tell us!"  The guys all 
asked.

"You gotta just wait and see for yourself."  Larry replied.

Larry sat naked on the bench along with eight of the other guys.  
The ninth guy was in the private room with doctor Mitchell.  His 
session lasted about twenty minutes with the doctor but all the 
other sessions had only been ten minutes, Larry thought.  When the 
last guy came out of the doctor's examining room with his dick limp 
and wet, doctor Mitchell came out and ordered them to dress and 
then he left the room.

Within a few minutes, a young man, dressed in guard's clothing, 
ordered them to follow him.  They were led to a dining hall.  As 
they ate, Larry kept thinking of Mitchell's telling him to 'play 
the game.' He decided he'd play alright.

Play like a puppy in the hands of the men who ran the institution.

After dinner they were assigned barracks and bed number 
assignments.  Each of the newcomers were assigned to different 
barracks.

Larry's assigned barracks was empty when he entered.  He found his 
bed and locker and began to place his few belongings in the locker. 
 He made-up his bed and laid across it.  He dozed off thinking of 
the fuck he received this afternoon.

Larry was awakened when the barracks door opened and the four other 
guys assigned to the quarters came running in.  All of the guys 
were near Larry's age.  As they came in they greeted Larry and 
welcomed him.

"I'm Jim ...  Sorry to have to meet you in this situation," A tall, 
slim blond said.  He plopped down on the bunk beside of Larry's.  
The other three guys dispersed to their locker areas.

"How long you gonna be here?"  Jim asked.

"Eighteen months.  How long have you been here?"

"Nine months.  Have nine more to go."

Jim stood up and began stripping off his shirt and jeans.  Larry 
laid back on his bed and watched Jim open his fly and spread the 
flaps.  Stark whiteness from his briefs contrasted against his 
tanned stomach.  because Jim was tall, Larry could not see his face 
from his position on his lower bunk.

Jim skinned his slacks down and Larry studied the guy's briefs.  He 
remembered the way the doctor's briefs stood out with a hard on and 
wondered how Jim's looked when he was hot and hard.

Larry studied the pouch of the hanes briefs.  It was stuffed full 
of teenage cock and balls.  Making out the clear outline of Jim's 
cock and balls.  Larry thought Jim's balls would burst with the 
jizz packed in them.  Suddenly, Larry realized he was getting a 
hard on again.  He sat up on his bunk and looked at the other three 
guys who were stripped to their shorts.  Jerry, the youngest, had 
little tight white briefs covering his tiny ass.  Damn, Larry 
thought, I could hold his whole ass in one hand.  Roger, a blond 
surfer type was stripping down a pair of white boxer shorts.  Bill, 
the muscular redhead was wearing a pair of sexy nylon bikini 
briefs.  They were light blue and when Bill faced toward Larry, his 
long slim prick was clearly visible.  Bill reached down and 
adjusted his teen dick in his nylon brief.  When he pulled his hand 
out, his cock was aimed to his left hip.

"Let's hit the showers, buddy, before there ain't no hot water 
left," Jim said to Larry.  He quickly jumped up and stripped down 
and followed Jim to the shower room.  The barracks had only the two 
rooms.  When they got to the shower door they stopped to strip off 
their briefs.

The shower room was about seven feet by six feet.  In the ceiling 
was a single shower head that forced water through the room.  Jim 
turned on the faucets and adjusted the water temperature.  He 
turned around and faced Larry who had been studying Jim's naked 
ass.  Jim reached for the soap and began lathering himself.  Larry 
reached for another bar of soap and began rubbing it over his chest 
and belly.  He felt his cock beginning to harden.  He hoped it 
wouldn't get full hard.  He turned his back to Jim and finished 
washing his crotch and thighs.

Jim said, "That's one hot looking ass fella.  You bend over like 
that around here you can figure to get it fucked."

Larry looked around and saw Jim looking at his ass while lathering 
his cock.  He was about half hard.  Larry stood back up and turned 
around, letting Jim see his big cock beginning to harden.

Redheaded Billy and young Jerry came into the shower.

"Wow!  Look at our new cock, Billy!"  Jerry shouted as he stared at 
Larry's cock.  "Jim, can I suck him?  Can I?  Can I?"

"Wait a second guys, I ain't had time to tell Larry how things are 
around here.  Just wait till lights out and we'll get together."  
Jim told the two guys.  The talk made Larry's cock reach a full 
hard on in front of his new teenage friends.

"Okay, Jim.  Whatever you say.  But, he sure has a great cock.  
Maybe he'll fuck me if you make him do it.  Please, Jim."

Jim reached over and grabbed little Jerry's prick and gave it a 
friendly tug.  Then he reached over and did the same to Billy's 
dick.  The two guys grabbed at his cock too but Jim jumped back.  
"Later, I said."  Jim said smiling at the two younger guys.  "Now, 
rinse off and tell Roger to wait for a few mintes before coming in 
here."

The two youths rinsed off and just as Jerry was about to leave, he 
reached over and made a playfull grab at Jim's half hard cock.  Jim 
flipped him around and gave him a friendly hard slap on his cute 
little butt.  Jim's hand print could be seen across both cheeks of 
the kid's bubble shaped butt.

When the guys were gone, Jim turned the water off and walked over 
to Larry.  "You best listen up to me, Larry.  I'm gonna tell you 
the story here.  Forget about pussy!  Think about cock and guybutt, 
cause that's all you're gonna be seeing for a long time.  So, if 
you want to get a load shot out of your prick into a warm hole, you 
best play the games.  You better learn how to suck a cock and take 
a hard prick up your cute ass.  I run this barracks.  The guys do 
what I tell them too.  But, it ain't nothing tough about it.  I 
like these guys and I take care of them.  We're a family here.  
And, if you want to get along here you gotta join us.  Understand?"

"Sure.  Sure, I understand.  In fact, I might even like it here."

"Not if the Master of Discipline ever gets ahold of your cute ass. 
 Now, let's get out of here so Roger can get cleaned up and we'll 
get into your initiation."

They dried off and left the shower.  Blond Roger was standing 
outside the shower room waiting to get in.  He had already stripped 
off his shorts and was standing, naked, his cock at half mast.  He 
looked into Larry's eyes and smiled.  His teeth were even 
contrasting to his tan face.  Larry noted that all the guys had 
great tans.

Larry saw that Billy and Jerry were lying across their bunks 
wearing their shorts.  Jerry was in a pair of fresh white cotton 
briefs and Billy was wearing a clean pair of white nylon bikinis.  
Larry wondered where the guy got designer shorts in Westfield 
Reformatory.  Larry reached into his locker and pulled out a pair 
of briefs and stepped into them.  He looked over at Jim and saw him 
pull on a bike jockstrap.  Jim looked at Larry and winked.

Larry laid across his bunk.  Jim did the same.

Suddenly the barrack's door opened and a uniformed guard entered 
the room.  "Attention!"  Somebody shouted.

The guys jumped up and stood at the ends of their bunks.  Just 
then, Roger came out of the shower.  Dripping wet, he ran to the 
end of his bunk.

The guard, Larry recognized from earlier in the day, stood at the 
two rows of three beds.

He looked at each guy and looked down at his clipboard.  He noted 
the guy count and turned to leave.  He stopped in his tracks and 
looked at naked, wet Roger.  "Guy, you best get yourself dried off 
right now!"

"Yes, sir."  Roger replied.  Then the guard turned, walk over to 
the wall and placed his key in the control for the room lights.  He 
turned them all off and then turned on a small wattage light above 
Roger.  "Better leave this one on tonight so you can see to dry 
your body, stud."  The guard said.  Then he left the barracks.  The 
guys could hear the key in the doorlock, locking them in for the 
night.  The wrangling of the keys seem to take several minutes.

When the teenage guys heard the guard's footsteps leaving the 
barracks, they crawled onto their bunks.

Larry laid on his bunk wondering what would happen next.  He looked 
at Roger drying himself under the small light.  The sight of the 
naked young guy rubbing terry cloth against his cock and balls made 
Larry's cock jump in his briefs.  When the guy was satisfied that 
he was dry, he reached onto his bunk and pulled on a pair of boxer 
shorts.  He stood in the light and Larry could see the guy 
straining to pull the very tight boxers up over his thighs and 
finally come to rest over his ass and groin.  The guy reached down 
and rubbed his cock through the tight cotton and then crawled onto 
his bunk.

Larry noticed all of the guy's watched Roger readying himself for 
bed.  When all was quiet, Jim whispered to Larry, "Just a few 
minutes, buddy, and we'll be sure the guards are not comin' back.  
Just lay there and dream of little Jerry licking at that bulge in 
your briefs."

Larry's cock stretched out in his briefs as he thought of little 
Jerry sucking on his pouch.  The dim light illuminated the room 
enough so that Larry could see the lad.  He had his legs spread 
wide and his feet hanging on each side of his bunk.  It was clearly 
apparent the guy had a full hard on pressing against his briefs as 
his slowly hunched his ass.  The kid was hot.  Larry's own cock was 
rock hard in his shorts and Jim was looking right at it.

"Just be patient, guy, or you're gonna burst your shorts!!"

Larry looked over at Jim and winked.

It seemed like an hour as Larry lay waiting in anticipation of his 
initiation into 'The Family.'

As he looked around at the other guys he saw that they were all 
playing with their cocks inside of their underpants.  Sometimes one 
would show his naked hard on and the others would rub their own 
bulges more briskly but, in total silence.  Sometimes Larry would 
see one of the guys point over to his cock bulge and the other guys 
would smile back as if sending some kind of an encoded signal.

Finally, Jim got up and with very deliberate steps walked over to a 
wall plate.  He pulled the plate off the wall and did something 
with the wires.  Then he turned around and said in a regular level 
voice, "Okay, buddies.  We can start now."

Jim walked back to Larry and told him that their were microphones 
in all the barracks but they had no closed circuit television.  So, 
he had disconnected the microphone so they could talk.  Jim assured 
him that the guards would not be back nor would anybody overhear 
what they were about to do.

Jim added, "I want you to do whatever I ask you to do tonight.  
These guys are hot and in real need of a fresh prick.  Remember, 
Larry, play the game and life can be easy and very exciting for 
your next year and a half."

Jim turned to the other guys,"We're gonna initiate a new family 
member tonight.  It looks like larry might be just what you studs 
need right now.  So, this is the way we're gonna make him one of 
us.  First, I want the five of us to sit in a circle around him.  
Then, one-by-one, each of you will have ten minutes to do whatever 
you want to do with him.  Just one rule, I get him in my bunk for 
the rest of the night.  agreed?"

"Yea!!!! ... Sure ... Right!"  The guys said.

"Jerry, you're the youngest, I want you to go first, what do you 
want to do to him?"

"I'm going to cum on his handsome face while I eat his shorts off 
for the rest of you."  The sweet young guy said looking at the 
bulge of hard teen cock in tight white briefs.

Larry found himself in the middle of a circle of hard-on teenage 
guys.  Each guy showing and playing with a hard cock in their 
shorts.

Jerry was on his kness in front of the newcomer, running his 
fingers over the bulge of hard manmeat bulging under white cotton. 
 The fingers were replaced with hot wet kidmouth.  Jerry licked and 
sucked at Larry's hard cock through the cotton.  Moving his head to 
the waistband he locked his teeth deep into the stretched elastic 
and pulled down his newest buddy's briefs.  Larry's cock slapped 
against his stomach as it was released from the briefs.  All five 
of the guys oohed and awed when they had a clear view of Larry's 
hard, pre cum oozing prick.

Jerry pushed Larry gently to the floor and laid him on his back.  
Then he straddled the older teenager and sat on his chest.  His 
boydick bulged in his too small briefs.  He reached up and pulled 
them down locking the waistband under his balls.  Taking his cock 
in his hand he rubbed it all over Larry's face.  Larry opened his 
mouth and allowed the hard cock to enter once or twice.  It was the 
first dick Larry had ever tasted.  The smell of the young guy's 
clean crotch and the hard boycock in his face brought waves of 
sexual excitement to rush through Larry's body.  The young guy took 
his own cock in his right hand and began jacking it fast.  Larry 
could see the piss slit was wet and shiny and he knew that soon 
he'd taste his first load of kidcum.  The sight of a young guy 
jacking off in his face excited Larry beyond his imagination.  
Larry knew he wanted to taste the cum when it came shooting out of 
the guy.  He wanted to taste another guy's jizz more than he wanted 
anything else.

"Here it cums, Larry.  I'm gonna shot it all over you.  You'd 
better open your mouth if you want this, else the others will want 
to lick it up ... Here it comes ..."

Larry opened his mouth and caught several squirts of kidcum in his 
mouth.  The rest shot on his face and in his hair.  The boy shook 
violently as he came, exciting Larry all the more.  Before Jerry 
climbed off of Larry's chest he shoved his ass forward into Larry's 
face and said, "Anytime you want to fuck me, just let me know."

"That was hot, Jerry," Jim said as the guy climed off of Larry's 
face and rejoined the circle.  "Okay, Billy, you're next.  What's 
your pleasure?"  "I want to fuck him.  but, I honestly want Roger 
to fuck me while I fuck Larry.  I want to be in the middle.  Is 
that okay, Jim?"

"Let's ask Roger.  What do you think?  You want to fuck your 
redheaded lover while he fucks Larry?"  Jim asked Roger.

"Yeah, sure, but I want a cock to suck on while I fuck him, can I 
suck you, Jim?"

"Sure, kid ... you guys can always have me.  You know that.  It's 
part of being barracks chief."

Soon all five were in in position.  Larry felt Billy spitting on 
his ass and rubbing it into his ass.  He felt one then two fingers 
invade his asshole.  He hoped the fuck he was about to receive 
would make him cum without touching himself, like doctor Mitchell's 
fuck had done to him.  With a loud grunt and a lunge the redhead 
plowed his cock inside of Larry.  Sure enough, it was as good if 
not a better feeling that he'd had during his first fuck earlier in 
the day.  "Wow, this is great,"Billy shouted.  "Now cram it in me, 
Roger.

Yeah ...  That's it ...  All the way in, hard."  His voice was 
silenced when Jim stuck his hard cock into Billy's mouth.  Jim was 
spewing so much precum juice that some of it dripped onto Larry's 
face, mixing with Jerry's load.

A rhythm developed in the fourway as Larry, on his back was being 
fucked by Billy who was being fucked by Roger.  Straddled over 
Larry's face was Jim fucking his big whooper dick into Billy's 
slurping mouth.

Like music and fireworks their tempo built.  They were all in a 
frenzy of passion as Billy screamed out, "I'm doing it.  I'm 
cummin', squirtin' ..."  Roger, the young blond squeezed his eyes 
tightly and gritted his teeth as he shot his cum into Billy's 
spasming butt.  The fuck guys shoved hard and deep driving Larry 
insane with passion.

As Larry opened his eyes, he saw Jim pushing the younger kids 
aside.  He positioned himself between Larry's legs and threw them 
over his shoulders and shoved his bigguy dick all the way into 
Larry.

Larry screamed out in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he felt his 
ass burning yet begging for more and harder thrust.  He didn't wait 
but a second before Jim began pounding his cock into Larry's ass 
with all of his might.

The only sound in the room was the unmistakable sounds of wet, hot 
fucking."  Jim fucked harder and deeper with every stroke.  
suddenly, Larry yelled,"I'm cummin' ... shootin' ..."

Jim embraced Larry and pulling him strongly against him, began 
shooting his jizz load into Larry.  the two men breathed hard and 
mumbled sexual words to each other as they blasted their pent of 
loads of fresh teen cum.

When their passions began to subside, Jim leaned his face into 
Larry's and kissed him while he felt Larry's load of hot, sticky 
cum, smearing between their chest.

"Welcome to the family, Larry."

In silence, the five young men returned to their bunks.  They all 
fell asleep, contented.  For the time being.

Early in the morning hours, Larry felt a nudging beside him in his 
bed.  He opened his eyes to see that Jerry, the youngest guy in the 
barracks had crawled in bed with him.  The guy looked asleep.  He 
had a peaceful look about him.  He had one arm over Larry's chest. 
 Larry, hating to wake the lad, turned over facing the guy.  The 
kid stretched out and displayed his hard boydick at it's fullest.  
Then, he turned his back to Larry and pressed against him and the 
two guys fell asleep, pressed together like two spoons in a drawer.

The guys were awakened at 6 O'clock in the morning by a loud 
blaring sound coming from the school's loud speaker system.  They 
jumped up and dressed quickly.  Within a few minutes they heard the 
guard's footsteps coming to their barrack's door and unlocking it.

Jim walked along the sidewalk with Larry on their way to the dining 
hall.  "You're gonna get along fine, Larry.  Don't worry about 
anything.  Just be sure to keep your nose clean, though.  Some of 
the guards are real pricks and once you fuckup, they keep their 
eyes on you.  Fuckup twice and they take you to Master."

"Master?"  Larry asked.

"Yeah, he runs this whole operation and gets his kicks by spanking 
the hell out of guy's butts.  He got me once, about four months 
ago.  I couldn't sit for days.  But, I haven't fucked up since."

"I'll watch my ass."  Larry said.

After breakfast the guys returned to the barracks, made their beds 
and headed for their assigned school buildings.  Larry looked at 
his printed assignment sheet.  He and Jim were assigned to the same 
classes.

The first class of the day was English, taught by a 30 year old 
named Mr. Edwards.  After class, Edwards kept Larry aside and told 
him what was expected of him in the class and brought him up to 
date with the rest of the class.  At 10 AM, Jim and Larry reported 
to the gym for Physical Education.  There were twenty guys in the 
class.  Inside the lockerroom, Jim took Larry to a caged window 
where a young stud was passing out gym gear.  He gave Larry a 
basket containing gym shorts, jock, shoes and sox.  A bright yellow 
t-shirt read 'Westfield Guys Reformatory.' Larry chose a locker 
next to Jim's and began stripping.  When he was naked he noticed 
several of the other naked guys looking at his body.  He picked up 
his jockstrap and stepped into it.  Once he pulled it up his 
muscular legs, he arranged his cock and balls in the pouch.  The 
bulge was huge, even Jim looked.

"Looks like those balls are filled again this morning.  Maybe we 
can work some time in to drain them again."  Jim said.

"I'd sure like that.  Do all the guys here fuck and suck each 
other, Jim?"  "Sure, I told you there ain't no other sex here and 
jacking off alone is a waste of cock juice."

Once they were dressed, they headed for the basketball court, one 
level above the lockerroom.


THE DEAN OF DICIPLINE - PART II
 By The Syslave Network

The Phys Ed instructor was named Don.  He was 22 years old and had 
just graduated from a nearby university.  "Line up guys, you know 
the routine."  All twenty guys lined up facing the instructor.  
"Have you all got your jocks on?  Don't want any injuries.  Drop 
your shorts!"

Forty hands dug into the waistbands of gym shorts and lowered them 
to their knees.  Don looked down the row of jockstrap clad teenage 
guys.  taking his time, he compared the bulges the guys displayed 
for him.  The older guys, of course, showed the biggest ones, while 
some of the younger ones showed promise.  "Turn around!"  He 
shouted.

The guys turned to show him their jock framed asses.  One of the 
guys had a bright red ass.

"What happened to your butt, Henderson?"

"The Dean got me, Sir.  Got me hard."

"Looks like it.  I want you to walk down the row and show each guy 
your ass.  Let them see what happens when guys are bad.  What did 
you do to get spanked by the Dean?"

Henderson looked down at the floor and said nothing.

"I asked you what happened, kid?"

"I was caught jacking off."

"Is that all?"  Don asked.

"Well, one of the guards was spanking another guy and I was getting 
off watching, when I was caught."

The other guys in the row chuckled as Henderson walked down the row 
stopping in front of each guy to show off his ass.

When he stopped in front of Larry, he smiled at him before turning 
his red ass to him.  The smile and the smooth, tight red ass caused 
Larry's prick to give a little jump in his jock.  This did not go 
unnoticed by the hunky gym instructor.

After an hour of basketball, Don excused the guys.  He told Larry 
to report to his office so he could work out a personal exercise 
program for him as he did all the guys at Westfield.

When the guys entered the lockerroom, Jim told Larry, "Don is A 
real hunk.  He's new here, this year, but I hear he plays around.  
Let me know what happens.  I'll see you back at the barrack this 
afternoon."

Larry went to Don's office door and knocked.  "Come in."

When he entered he saw Don wearing only his jockstrap.  It looked 
damp from sweat causing the nylon to be almost transparent.

"Strip down to your jock, Larry.  I want to see how developed your 
body is."  Don ordered.

Larry shucked all of his clothes, including shoes and sox and stood 
up for inspection.

Don walked over to him and began feeling his muscles.  Taking a 
clipboard from his desk along with a tape measure, Don measured 
Larry's biceps, forearms, neck, chest and waist.  Lowering the tape 
measure to Larry's hips, which were wrapped in the waistband of the 
jock, Don said,"You got a hell of a body stud.  Turn around."

Larry did as ordered.  He felt Don's hands cup his ass cheeks, 
briefly, then measured his thighs and calves.  Turning larry around 
again, he said "Gotta get your inseam."

Don took one end of the measure and pushed it gently against the 
place in Larry's crotch where the two leg bands joins the jock 
pouch.  Larry's cock gave a jump.

"Looks like your cock likes my hand down here, stud."

"Yes sir.  I can't help it."

"I know, kid.  looks like you got a healthy cock in this cup."  Don 
said as he opened his hand and grasp Larry's bulge.  He massaged 
Larry's jock encased dick until it was rock hard and sticking 
straight out through stretch nylon.  Larry trembled in excitement. 
 Don stood up and let Larry see his own tented jock pouch and then 
leaned against Larry so their pouches rubbed together.  He reached 
around, grabbing Larry's asscheeks and pulled the two hardon jocks 
together.  Larry looked down at the excited cocks begging for 
release and saw that both of them had big wet gobs of prefuck juice 
soaking through their jock pouches.  More and more clear fluid 
flowed from their piss slits, though the material forming one big 
glob of excited man juice.

"Get on the massage table, kid.  Hurry."

Larry jumped on the table and laid back.  Don, grabbed Larry's hard 
cock and pulled the jock down his legs.  Then he went to his desk 
drawer and pulled out a tube of gel and smeared it all over Larry's 
dick.  Still wearing his distented jock, he climbed up on the table 
and straddled Larry's hips.  Reaching behind him, he grabbed 
Larry's cock and aimed it at his asshole.  Slowly he lowered 
himself onto the bigguy dick.

Larry looked down to see his cock disappearing into the young 
coach's butthole.  The coach's jock was soaked with precum jizz.

"Fuck me, kid!  Fuck me good and hard ...  Yeah ...  That feels 
great all the way up in me."  The coach said honestly.

Larry's body was trembling with the need to cum.  For five minutes 
he pumped his dick in and out of the coach.  At the time the coach 
talked dirty to Larry driving his excitement even more.

"Fuck me good guy.  Yeah.  I want to feel you blast a load of teen 
cum up my hole.  Make that teen prick feel like a million.  Every 
since I saw your cock hardening in that jock when you were 
inspecting Henderson's sore ass, I knew I had to have it crammed in 
my butt."

"I can't hold back ...  I'm gonna cum ...  I am cumming ..."  Larry 
screamed.

He bucked wildly as his dick fucked deep into the Phys Ed 
instructor's slick, hot butt.  Pow!  Pow!  Waves of sexual torment 
wracked through his body as he shot a big load of cum into the man.

Larry looked down at the instructor's bulging jock pouch and saw 
the coach was cumming to.  Right through his tight white nylon jock 
pouch.  The hot jizz oozed right through the material and dripped 
down the outline of his cock shaft.  He cried out and squeezed 
Larry's shoulders as squirt after squirt of manfuck juice saturated 
the jock pouch.  Pulling himself off of Larry's prick, he leaned up 
and forced his cum soaked pouch into Larry's face, smearing cock 
cream all over the guy.  Larry opened his mouth and welcomed the 
instructor's jock into it.  He sucked the juices out of the pouch 
with a rage.  The sweet salty taste and the smell exhausted Larry. 
 When he'd sucked out all the juices that he could salvage from the 
wet pouch, the coach collapsed on top of him.  They laid in that 
position for a few minutes and then hit the shower together.

Larry was on his way back to his assigned dorm at the reformatory. 
 His mind was numb recalling each of the male sexual encounters he 
had had over the last three days.  Especially, the coach.

Suddenly, the door of a dorm he was passing swung opened and a 
young stud burst out and ran directly into Larry.  Larry's school 
books flew up into the air as Larry fell to the pavement.  His 
accidental attacker also fell to the pavement.

The other guy jumped to to his feet ,"I'm sorry, man.  I was in a 
hurry."

"Freeze!  Both of you!"  A firm voice came from an approaching 
guard.  "You know the rules regarding fighting!  Both of you go 
directly to your dorm's.  I'll be in contact with you in a few 
minutes."

"But we were not fighting.  I accentally knocked him down!"  Cried 
Larry's attacker.

"That's right!"  Larry agreed.

"Bullshit!"  Shouted the guard.

The guard took their names off of their nylon wrist straps and 
ordered them to their dorm rooms.

Larry hurried into his barracks, as the dorms were called by the 
inmates.  Upon entering, he rushed to Jim to tell him what 
happened.  The other guys in the dorm gathered around.

"Oh, Shit!"  Jim said to Larry.

"If you're caught fighting they send you to the Dean!"

"The Dean?"  Larry asked.

"The Dean of Discipline."  Jim said.  "This is really bad, Larry."

The other guys offered sympathy to Larry's situation then wandered 
back to their bunks.  Larry fell back on his bunk.  It was 7:15 PM.

At 8PM sharp, the guard who nabbed Larry came stomping into the 
dorm and ordered Larry to report to Building 86 at once.

The guard ordered Larry to don a jockstrap and his pants.  No shirt 
and no socks.

The guys watched as Larry changed his clothes quickly and followed 
the guard out of the door.

The guard led him to the door of Building 86 and opened the door 
for the guy.  "This is it, kid.  When you come back out of here you 
won't feel like fighting for a year!"

Larry heard the door close and lock behind him.  A cement staircase 
was ahead of him.  There was no way out.  He slowly climbed the 
stairs lit only by bare light bulbs.  At the top of the stairs was 
a sign with three words on it: Attitude Adjustment Center.

He opened the door beside of the sign and walked into a room where 
six other guys were sitting on wooden straight back chairs along 
one wall.  The room was stark.  A set of double doors held a sign 
reading "Dean."

He looked at the other guys and they looked up at him.  Fear was in 
all of their eyes.  Suddenly fear came over Larry too.  He sat down 
beside the guy he had encountered to get into this mess.

"I'm Ron Voight.  I'm really sorry I got you into this mess.  
You'll never forgive me for this, I know, but I'm really sorry."  
The guy seemed very sincere.

"It's not your fault.  It's the guard's fault for being so stupid. 
 Now, exactly what are we in for?"

"I've only heard rumors of what goes on here," Ron said.

One of the youngest guys, a blond young kid, was whimpering.  He 
looked up and said, "None of us have been here before but I hear it 
is terrible what the 'Dean of Discipline does to guys."

The double doors opened and a guard came through them into the 
waiting room.

"I see you are all here.  You've all probably heard stories of how 
we are forced to deal with those of you who just can't adjust to 
our facility.  What you will experience throughout the rest of this 
night is done to adjust your behaviorial pattern.  If you offer 
any, let me reinterate, A N Y resistance you will find it will be 
the worst mistake you've ever made.

You are all to go into the room now and line up facing the desk in 
the room!  Move!!!"

The guys rushed into the room and lined up facing the desk.  The 
room was dimly lit but the guys could see that the big room was 
filled with all kinds of tables and equipment.  A large first aid 
kit hung on one wall.  From the rafters hung several sets of chains 
with wrist clamps at their ends.

They heard the double doors close behind them.  Then it's lock was 
secured.  The guys stood facing the desk for fifteen minutes before 
anything happened.  It was the last fifteen minutes of peace they 
were to enjoy for many, many hours.

A booming voice from behind them shouted "Turn around, fools!"  The 
guys did an about face and their eyes feel onto a huge hulk of a 
man dressed in black leather from head to toe.  Moreover, he wore a 
leather mask so the guys could not identify who the Dean of 
Discipline was.

The Dean walked up to the guys and inspected each one.

"Take off your pants!"  He shouted.

The guys scurried to get thier pants off.  All were soon again 
lined up wearing jockstraps.

"Bend over and grab your ankles!"

The guys complied as the Dean walked behind them.  He inspected 
each of the guy's asses.  He ran his leather gloved fingertips over 
some of them.  When he got to the young blond who was whimpering in 
the ante room, he ran his fingertip up and down the crack of his 
ass and then asked, "What's your name, guy?"

"Glenn, Sir.  Allen Glenn."

"Well, Glenn, I think you and me are going to be real good friends 
tonight.  That is ... if you cooperate like a good little lad," The 
Dean said.

"Yes, Sir.  Whatever you want!"

"Very good, guy.  Now, I am going to start off by spanking each of 
your friend's asses.  But, they won't feel the pain as much if 
their asses are wet.  So, Glenn, I want you to get behind them and 
spit on their butts then rub the spit in real good with your 
tongue.  Got it?"

"Yes, Sir."  The youth jumped up and ran behind Larry first.  He 
spit twice, once on each bun and then squatted down to lick Larry's 
butt.  The Dean was right behind Glenn.  Somehow, the feeling of 
the guy's tongue on Larry's ass excited Larry until he felt the 
Dean's hand come crashing down with great force against his butt.  
He was hit with such force that he fell forward, flat on his 
stomach.  Before he could get up the Dean had knealt down and 
slammed another spank onto his ass, then another and another and 
another.

Larry cried out in pain as hard blow after hard blow was unleashed 
on his butt.

"Now, get up and shut up!"  The Dean ordered.

The next guy was prepared for the blow.  Though he maintained his 
stance, he screamed out in pain as his butt was thouroughly beaten 
by the Dean.

Young Glenn continued to spit and lick each ass preparing it for 
the Dean.  The Dean went down the row until he'd finished with the 
last guy.  He then looked down at Glenn.

"Shackle them!"  The Dean ordered.

Glen led each guy to a pair of the shackles hanging from the 
ceiling and clamped their wrist into the metal locking devices.  
There was no order to the way the shackles hung and guys were 
strung up all over the room.

As the guy locked each of the other guys into place, the Dean 
checked the locks on each of their wrist and then checked the welts 
he'd put on their butts.

Larry pulled on the chains attached to his wrist.  He tested their 
strength and determined that there was simply no escape.

After the Dean verified that each guy was secured he looked at 
Glenn and said,"Guy, come over here.  Take off my gloves and my 
boots."

The boy complied quickly.  He crawled over to the Dean, somehow he 
just didn't want to stand and walk.  He found that he was somehow 
enjoying being the servant of the Dean.  He first pulled off the 
Dean's boots and then pulled off the gloves.  The Dean reached out 
for the gloves and the boy handed them to him.  The Dean looked 
down into the beautiful innocent face of the young boy.  He reached 
down and gently rubbed his bare fingers over the kid's cheeks.  
Then, surprisingly, he took the gloves in his left hand and slapped 
the boy across the face with them.  The lad fell backwards but 
didn't cry out.  "What did you do to end up here tonight, Glenn?"

The youth once again climbed up on his kness and said,"I refused to 
suck off a cook when I was on KP duty, Sir.  He told me if I didn't 
he'd report that I stole food, Sir."

"Why did you refuse to suck his cock?"  The Dean asked.

"Because I don't like him."

"Do you like the guys who are here tonight?"

The boy hesitated a minute and then mumbled "... Yes, Sir."

"Then I want you to go to each one of them and suck on their 
jockstrap pouches while I give them more discipline.  Any 
questions?"

"No, Sir.  Whatever you want, Sir."

The boy immediately got crawled over to Larry who was hanging 
closest to him.  Somewhat reluctantly, he pressed his face into the 
full jock pouch and began moving his open mouth all around the 
sweaty cotton pouch.  He pulled back and wetted his tongue and then 
began running his tongue over the bulging mound.  Larry looked down 
at the youth's face.  He was becoming aroused.  This surprised 
Larry considering the circumstances.  The Dean was also watching 
the performance of the boy's tongue on Larry's jock pouch.

The Dean walked over to Larry and squeezed his nipples very hard.  
Larry's face became contorted and twisted, yet he made no sound.  
The Dean walked behind Larry and began spanking his ass again.  
Each spank on Larry's butt pushed his jockstrap pouch harder and 
harder into Glenn's mouth.  Larry looked down and saw Glenn's 
jockpouch tented with a full hard-on.  The kid was really getting 
into this scene.  Again and again the Dean's hand spanked into 
Larry's asscheeks.  Finally, the Dean and Glenn moved onto the next 
guy.

Larry's ass burned.  He wished he could rub his cheeks ... somehow 
that always relieved the heat after a spanking.  Not that Larry had 
had that many spankings.  He looked over at Ron who was being 
serviced by young Glenn and spanked by the leather hooded Dean.  
Ron's jockpouch was fully extended from the guy's mouthwork even 
those he was getting a very hard spanking from the Dean of 
Discipline.  Then the Dean went onto the next guy and then the 
next.  Larry could watched as each of the others got their jocks 
sucked and their asses reddened.  One of the guys, a tall, lanky 
kid had a hard-on in his jock.  As the Dean spanked him harder and 
harder the guy moaned as he forced his jockpouch into Glenn's 
mouth.  The cock stretched the jock so far from his groin that 
Larry could see into it from the sides.  When the Dean finished 
spanking his ass, he walked to the front of the guy and pulled 
Glenn's face back from the crammed pouch.

"Looks like you get turned on by spanking and pouch suckin', kid"

"Yes, Sir.  I just can't help myself," The guy told the Dean.

"Glenn," The Dean said,"Take this guy's balls out of his jock and 
suck on them in front of all the other guys."

Glenn pulled the elastic pouch away from the guy's crotch and 
reached in and pulled his balls out to the left side of the pouch. 
 The kid's cock remained concealed.  The balls were big and almost 
hairless.  Young Glenn cupped the big balls in his small hand then 
stuck his tongue out and began bathing them with it.  The jock 
covered prick pushed against the ball licking lad's forehead and 
hair.

"That's good, Glenn.  Get them real wet and slippery.  Yeah!  Now, 
lick up under them where the jock's straps meet .  Good guy.  Now 
try to get both of his balls in your mouth at once ...  Keep tryin' 
guy ...  Guess you just can't do it.  Balls must be packed with a 
lot of cum ..."  The Dean of Discipline commented.

The Dean looked down at blond Glenn and ordered him to go to all of 
the other suspended guys and take their balls out of their jocks 
and lick their balls too.  After receiving the order, Glenn stood 
up.  The youth's own cock was rock hard in his jockstrap too.

"Wait a minute, Glenn.  Come stand in front of me!"  The Dean 
ordered.  He turned the boy facing the suspended guys and from 
behind the lad, he reached down and began feeling up the boy's hard 
cock through his tight white jock.  The Dean began grinding his own 
crotch against the guy's ass.  The sight was turning on all of the 
other guys.  One by one the guys all sprung up hard cocks in their 
jockstraps.  Finally the Dean let go of Glenn's cotton covered 
crotch.  A large wet blob of precum juice had oozed from the young 
boy's piss slit and soaked the jock's material.  His prickhead was 
clearly visible to the other guys.

"Looks like you're damn well excited, Glenn.  Now, go lick the 
prisoner's balls.  Get them spanking clean!"  The Dean ordered.

Larry was the first to have his balls cleaned up by the kid.  
Larry's prick surged to full erection as he watched the young boy 
working his mouth over Larry's balls.  Glenn looked up into Larry's 
face and then winked and placed his mouth right over the head of 
Larry's bulging cock and ran his tongue over the sensitive head a 
few times.  Larry threw his head back in pleasure.  But, it was 
short lived as the boy moved onto another guy and gave him the same 
treatment.

Larry watched each guy getting his balls washed by Glenn.  Glenn 
turned Larry on.  He liked the boy.  He liked him a lot.  He knew 
if he got out of this torture chamber alive he was going to have 
that boy to himself.

Glenn looked around the room at the bound guys.  He knew he was 
going to get fucked for the first time in his life and all of these 
other guys were going to get to watch.

"Stand up, guy!"  The Dean ordered.  Glenn jumped to his feet.

The Dean leaned forward in his chair and reached for the boy's 
jockpouch.  He kneaded the boy's prick through his pouch for a few 
minutes.  He then reached up and pulled the waistband down to just 
under the kid's balls.  Glenn's young prick snapped to attention.  
It was uncut and about five inches long.  The Dean wrapped his 
right hand around it and began jacking it causing the head to be 
capped and uncapped.  Lots of precum juice oozed into a big glob at 
the boy's piss slit.  The Dean gathered the boy drippings on his 
index finger and then pulled the kid back into the spanking 
position.

LARRY was mezmerized when the Dean spread Glenn's ass cheeks and 
spread the boy's own precum juices right in the boy's own asshole.

The Dean worked in the first and second joints of his index finger. 
 Glenn squirmed on the Dean's lap as he felt the finger going 
deeper and deeper into his boy butt.  Within a few minutes the 
kid's body seemed to stop tensing and began relaxing.

Suddenly the boy's body quaked strongly as the Dean's finger 
touched his prostate.  The boy surprised Larry when he leaned up to 
the intruding finger and relaxed again ... repeating this act until 
the Dean took over control again and started ramming his finger in 
and out of the boy's ass rapidly.

The Dean finally pulled the finger out and ordered the boy to 
stand.  "You liked that didn't you, kid?"

"Yes, Sir.  I liked it, Sir."  The boy answered.

"Now look around at your buddies.  I want you to chose one."

Glenn looked over all the guy's hanging around him.

"That one!"  The boy pointed at Larry.

"Release him from the bonds, Glenn."

The boy picked up the stool he'd used to stand on when he chained 
the guys up and placed it beside of Larry.  The boy stood directly 
in front of Larry while he unlatched the wrist shackles.  The boy's 
naked hard cock poked into Larry's face.  He could not help himself 
from taking a quick lick of the hard boycock.  His tongue was 
treated to a hot gush of prefuck jizz.  Soon Larry was released and 
was also standing beside of Glenn directly in front of the Dean.

The Dean's prick was standing at full attention under his leather 
jock.  A lot of precum had worked it's way from underneath the 
waistband.

The Dean looked at Larry's body.  He ordered Larry to turn around 
so he could see the results of the spanking Larry took.  Then, 
facing the Dean again, Larry dropped his arms to his side and stood 
erect.

"What's your name guy?"

"Larry, Sir!"

"Larry, you understand that we've got to train Glenn?  We want him 
to remember this night so he won't steal again?"

"Yes, Sir!"  Larry replied to the Dean.

"Larry, strip my leather pants down."

Larry dropped to his knees.  He tried to grasp the waistband with 
his teeth but the straps were so tight it was difficult.  He placed 
his mouth right above the protrusion of the Dean's cockhead and 
firmly grasp the jock and pulled it down over the great man's prick 
a few inches.  Finally he was able to work the jock down under the 
balls and down over the Dean's thighs.

The Dean looked into Larry's eyes.  The expression of almost 
pleading was in Larry's face.  The Dean knew Larry wanted to take 
the huge manprick in his mouth.

The other guys as well as Glenn looked at the largest prick they'd 
ever seen.  Easily eleven inches long and about eight inches 
around.

The Dean ordered the guys to stand and remove the chair.  As they 
complied, the Dean lowered a black leather sling from the ceiling.

He picked up Glenn and laid the boy back in the sling.  Then he 
secured the boy's ankles and ordered Larry to strap the boy's 
wrist.  The sling had no head support so the boy's face dropped 
back directly into Larry's crotch.  The boy's ankles were tied so 
far above him that his ass cheeks hung slightly over the end of the 
sling revealing his ass and butthole.

"Larry, get around here.  " The Dean ordered.  Larry stood in front 
of the Dean.  Larry looked at all of the other guy's suspended 
around them.  He knew he was going to do private things in front of 
all of them but he no longer cared.  He wanted only to please the 
Dean of Discipline.

"Larry, you and I will make this night a permanent memory in 
Glenn's mind.  I have to fuck him.  I want you to prepare my prick 
for the fuck.  Sometimes guys cry out pretty loud when they take my 
cock for the first time.  So, when I start fucking him I want you 
to cram that hotrod of yours down his throat.  Now, get on your 
knees and get my prick ready for the fuck, guy!"

Larry dropped to his knees and began licking the Dean's fat balls. 
 They felt like they were packed with jizz anxious to blast into 
young Glenn's butt.  He worked his way up the shaft kissing and 
sucking on the sides of the huge dick.  Further up until his tongue 
circled the head of the big cut cock.  Larry paid special attention 
to the spot directly under the head of the backside of the Dean's 
cock.  Circumcized guys always were most sensitive there.  The Dean 
shook from excitment as Larry worked up to the pricktip.  A gush of 
precum emerged from the tiny hole at the tip.

"Leave that there, Larry.  I'll use it on his ass,"The Dean said as 
he pulled away from Larry and aimed his spit covered cock toward 
Glenn's ass.

Larry ran into position at the boys head.  Glenn opened his mouth 
to accept, willingly, Larry's dick.

All of the guy's watched as the leather hooded Dean pushed his 
cockhead against Glenn's virgin butthole.  As he pushed into the 
boy, Glenn began twisting and trying to get away.  Muffled cries 
were coming from his cock crammed mouth.  There was no escaping the 
fuck.  The boy knew that.  The Dean withdrew the two inches of cock 
he'd shoved into the boy and allowed him to relax a moment.  The 
boy's cock was soft for the first time in a few hours.  It was wet 
and gooey but soft.

After a moment the Dean again shoved the two inches into the boy.  
then another and another.  The boy began to twist and squirm again 
but this time, instead of pulling out, the Dean just stopped 
pushing anymore and allowed the young kid to relax with four inches 
of cock buried in him.

Larry began a fucking motion in and out of Glenn's mouth.  
Suddenly, a cry was heard from one of the guy's shackled to the 
ceiling chains.

His jockpouch was fully stretched and his prickhead protruded two 
inches above the waistband.  As all of the others watched, his 
prick erupted shooting wads of fresh hot cum arching into the air 
landing on Glenn's stomach and chest.

"Way to go, Mark!"  One of the other suspended guys shouted while 
his own cock throbbed in his jock.

The Dean paused during the fuck to watch Mark's cum fly.  It 
excited him all the more.  He shoved again and again into young 
Glenn.  Finally, with a great shove he sent his cock all the way 
into the boys ass!

Glenn tried to scream but to no avail.  His throat was filled with 
cock and it was all he could do to breate.  After a full moment of 
tension his body began to relax.  But then the Dean pulled his 
prick out and shoved it in again.

"There's nothing like fucking a boy whose ass is freshly spanked.  
I like this feeling of his hot asscheeks shoved against my groin 
and thighs," The Dean admitted to the guys.

Soon Larry and the Dean were fucking the boy in harmonic motion.  
In together, Out together.  Both from opposite ends of the kid.

Within a few minutes the boy joined in the fucking motion, the 
first indication that he was enjoying this, his first fuck.

The Dean looked down at the boy and saw that his kidcock had sprung 
into full erection.  He wanted to stroke it for the kid but his 
hands were firly grasping the guy's ankles.

"Okay, Larry.  Let's give this kid our loads.  Let's fill him full 
of hot cum.  Pull your cock out of his throat and just have the 
head of it in his mouth when you shoot.  That way he gets the full 
benefit of your jizz."

"Yes, Dean, Sir.  I'm ready to pop right now."  Larry said.

The Dean began to pump his dick harder into Glenn.  Glenn tried to 
fuck back but was not too successful considering his bounds.

"Here it comes, Glenn!  I'm cumminggggggg," The Dean screamed as a 
torrent of jizm shot from the base of the huge cock, up the tube to 
the end of the prick and shot into the young kid.

Larry tried to pull his cock from the boy's throat and into his 
mouth but in the excitment Glenn dropped his head and Larry's prick 
popped out of his mouth just as Larry began shooting off.  Larry 's 
screams of ecstacy blended with the Dean's.

"I'm squirting, Glenn.  I'm squirting all over your face.  I'm 
shooting cum into your open fucking mouth.  Kid ... I Cummmming..."

The Dean screwed his jisming prick deeper and deeper into the boy. 
 The kid's own cock began shooting off without even being touched. 
 His thin young load of boy juice shot everywhere.  On the Dean's 
stomach, over onto Larry's chest and onto his own body.

The boy's face was covered with cum.  He hung his mouth open trying 
to catch each volley of hot fuck juice that Larry shot at him.

Finally, the fuck was completed and the three body's relaxed.  The 
Dean pulled his cum slick cock out of the freshly fucked boybutt.

After regaining his breath, the Dean spoke to the other guys.

"Now, I've shown you how to give a kid a good fuck.  I want to make 
sure you all know how.  So, Larry will take off your shackles and 
each of you are going to fuck Glenn.  None of you can cum in his 
ass!  You'll line up and fuck him till you're ready to cum.  Just 
when you're about to shoot, you'll go around the sling to Glenn's 
face and Larry will jack your load into his open mouth."