****WARNING****
This story contains consensual sex
between an adult male and a MINOR male.
If that's not your cup of tea, don't
read it.  You have been warned.

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actual individuals, living or dead, is
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                       SEX INSTITUTE FOR BOYS 

                               By Randu

    Oh, how I love my job!  I've been teaching here at the SEX
INSTITUTE FOR BOYS for a year now and it's been much more enjoyable
than when I was a plain old school teacher.  I teach the beginner's
bondage course for young boys, ages nine and ten.  It's the earliest
they can join by law without parental consent (thank the gods that be
for sex reform laws!).  Most boys have already been fooling around
with their friends since they were toddlers, but there are always some
that are more adventurous and want to try something new that maybe
they've seen their parents doing.

    I just finished a class a few moments ago, with 3 ten year olds
and 1 nine, each one beautiful in his own way.  I began by explaining
what bondage was all about and how for some people being restrained in
some way is a big turn on, but you must never try to hurt someone
while they're helpless; unless they want you to,of course.  S&M was
another course.  I showed the boys pictures and illustrations from the
textbook, watching them squirm in their seats as they viewed the
various techniques, obviously getting erections.

    "Alright," I said.  "Time for a demonstration.  Who wants to go
first?" I looked pointedly at the small bed, which had posts and
straps on the four corners.

    Jason, the niner, with long blond hair and almond shaped brown
eyes, volunteered to be first, to my delight.  Some boys were a little
hesitant about being tied up but others were anxious to try it.  I
took them all over to the bed and sat down, pulling Jason between my
legs.  He was wearing a blue T-shirt and jeans that showed off his
little butt perfectly.  I turned him around so his back was to me and
pulled a red bandana out of my pocket, folding it into a strip and
tying it around his eyes.

    "Why do I have to wear a blindfold?" he asked.
    
    "Because not being able to see can make a person feel even more
helpless, and the only sense you have is that of feeling what's
happening and nothing more.  OK?"

    "Yeah, I guess so," said Jason a bit nervously.  "As long as it
won't hurt."

    "Hurting you is the only thing I won't do," I said.  "I'm going to
make you feel sexier and more erotic than you've ever felt before, and
your friends here are going to help."

    I raised his arms and pulled off his shirt, exposing his back and
chest.  Placing my hands on his shoulders I massaged him gently,
asking if everything was alright so far.  He asked what was next and I
got up and pushed him to the bed.

    "Now lie down on your back and we'll get started."

    "OK," said Jason, as I guided him back.

    I took his left wrist in my hand and placed it in the noose that
was on the bedpost, tightening it so he could only move his arm a few
inches but not enough to cause any pain, and did the same with his
other arm.  I couldn't help running my hand over his naked chest,
feeling his heartbeat beneath my fingers, stroking over his little
nipples and making them stiffen.  He squirmed a little and tested his
bonds, but all he could move were his legs.  I undid the button at the
top of his jeans and pulled his zipper down, revealing the striped
waistband of his white undershorts.  Then I removed his shoes and
socks.

    "Now, you three boys pull the bottom of his pants while I push
them down his hips.  Jason, you'll have to raise your butt a little to
help."

    As we removed his jeans my hands rubbed along his smooth legs and
down to his feet, which I grabbed, one in each hand, and gently pulled
until Jason was stretched out as much as could comfortably be.  Then I
tied each ankle to the foot-board, all the while admiring his near
naked form, so soft and vulnerable.  His little penis was already
stiff, making a small tent under his briefs; being undressed by
someone almost always gives little boys a hard-on.

    "Aren't you gonna take off his underpants?" asked Billy, noticing
Jason's erection.

    "Not just yet, but I will, don't worry.  Now, I want you and Sean
on that side and me and Trevor over here.  We're going to give Jason a
massage everywhere but here, for right now," I said, pointing to his
shorts.

    We took our positions and knelt on the floor beside the bed.  I
started running my hands over Jason's thin chest, playing with his
nipples again and making them harden, then going lightly over his
underarms, making his arms twitch against there restraints -all boys
have ticklish armpits.  The other boys began rubbing and massaging
everywhere else; up and down his arms, his legs, over his stomach down
to his waistband, sometimes rubbing, sometimes running lightly over
his smooth skin with their fingertips.  Jason would shiver a little
each time we hit a sensitive place, saying "Oooh,that tickles!", his
limbs jerking involuntarily against the straps.  Jason's little boner
seemed to be trying to poke a hole through his underpants and I
decided it was time for them to come off.

    "Billy, hand me the scissors there on the table, please."

    Scissors in hand -while the boys kept stroking- I pulled Jason's
underwear up with one hand, neatly cutting one side and then the
other, pulling them off his body and exposing his stiff little
boy-cock and smooth, tiny balls.  The nine year old's penis was small
but perfectly formed, sticking up at a gravity defying 45 degree
angle, the skin smooth and tight, his groin innocent of it's first
hair.

    I pointed at Jason's dick and shook my head no, meaning that
no-one was to touch him there yet.  Instead we continued our massage
on the now naked boy, my hands going down his chest, over his ribs,
feeling his breath quicken as his excitement grew.  I tickled inside
his belly-button, then over his soft under-belly and his hip bones,
hearing him groan as I softly rubbed around his rigid little cock
without actually touching it.  Billy and Trevor were each rubbing a
deliciously smooth thigh, going from Jason's knees up to his balls,
while Sean had decided to suck on one of Jason's titties and rubbing
his fingers over the other one.  Jason was moaning now; his naked,
spread-eagled body pulling against it's restraints as we all started
kissing and stroking him softly everywhere except his dick.

    I went to his head and placed my hands on either side, running
them down the entire length of his stretched out body, feeling it arch
to meet them as Jason thrust his dick up, silently striving for
contact.  The other boys copied my lead, one pair of hands immediately
following the one before, listening to Jason as he moaned each time,
and then continuing our massage, driving the boy into spasms of
sensation, watching his arms and legs jerk and pull against their
bonds.

    Finally I lowered one fingertip to just above Jason's begging
little cock -still not quite touching it- making sure I had the other
boy's attention and motioning them to keep their hands moving.  I then
placed my finger on the tip of the head and slowly stroked down the
hard shaft to his sack, feeling it give a single, mighty throb as his
whole body jerked and a loud groan escaped his lips.  The boys were
amazed at this reaction and told me to do it again.  I started playing
with it, pushing it down against his belly and letting it spring back
up again, massaging his tiny nuts in their tight sac, rubbing the
innermost part of his thighs, fingering his crack, while all the while
the other boys kept stroking, kissing and rubbing, until Jason was
going wild with the erotic feelings coursing through him, his young
body begging for sexual release.

     Slowly I lowered my lips to Jason's cock and started licking him
all over his smooth, pale groin, taking his sac in my mouth and
rolling his little balls on my tongue,and then tongueing down into his
crack, feeling his hole spasm with pleasure as he actually tried to
spread his legs farther apart.  Then I took his little rod all the way
into my mouth, licking the mushroom head with its tiny cleft, feeling
it throb each time I went slowly down on it, feeling Jason's body do
its best against its ties to push it in farther and I knew it would
only take a few strokes before he came.  He was coiled up like a
spring, ready to climax any second when I suddenly stopped, taking my
mouth off him.

    "Ohhh, PLEASE don't quit now!!" he cried.
    
    I grinned devilishly at the other boys as we started stroking him
again, our hands now going over is hard-on occasionally, but not
stroking it.  After a few minutes of this I took his little organ in
my mouth again.  Jason immediately began pumping his thin hips up and
down as much as his stretched out body would allow, pistoning his
penis in out of my mouth.  When his straining groans reached a
crescendo I again stopped, enjoying the sob that came from Jason as
once more he was denied an orgasm.

    Jason was sweating now, sweet little boy sweat, as we kept up our
assault.  Once again I took him in my mouth, Jason not daring to pump
this time for fear of my stopping.  I went slowly down his little
shaft, feeling it throb even harder against my tongue, intending to
finish him off this time.  After three or four strokes Jason was close
to climaxing again.  I inserted a finger in his crack, pushing it up
his little hole and twisting it in and out as Jason cried out at this
new attack, his anus contracting involuntarily as I rubbed the tiny
kernel within.

    Suddenly I felt the boy surge up beneath me, Jason's penis
swelling in my mouth as his dry orgasm began ripping through him,
tearing a high-pitched boy-yell from his throat as he spasmed and
convulsed as much as his bonds would allow.  It seemed to go on and on
and the other boys sat back in wonder watching him until finally it
tapered off to an end, Jason's body slowly relaxing, his breath
returning to normal.

    I went up to his face and removed his blindfold.  His expression
showed he was as amazed as the others.  "WOW!" he exclaimed, "That was
the most intense thing I've ever felt!  It was great!  Wonderful!
Gigantic!"
     
    "I'm glad you liked it," I said, untying him.  "Now, who's next?"

    "ME, ME, ME", rang a chorus of voices.

    Oh yes, I love my job!!


                               The End

                The End