Date: Sun, 13 Jun 2010 11:23:36 -0700 (PDT)
From: story dreamer <storydreamer2006@yahoo.com>
Subject: Tuleman's New Friends Chapter Six Authoritarian Highschool

Tuleman's New Friends       Chapter Six
By  storydreamer2006@yahoo.com

Adults only Story is about male on male sex so if you're offended, go
away. Keep this story and all adult erotica away from minors. I know I'm
slow, but really busy so bear with me please. Thanks for all the email.
That's why I keep writing I really appreciate hearing from you guys and
like to know what you think, including suggestions and comments.  Thanks
again


Chapter Six

    Shannon walked out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around him. His
little sister Sherri stuck her head out of her bedroom and whistled at
him. He turned into his room after sticking his middle finger up in the
air. He had known that she couldn't keep her mouth shut about catching him
jacking off. He loved her as his sister, but he couldn't help but think
that she had a hand in him being in the shit that he found himself. He
heard her voice call out to him as she walked by his room. "Don't do
anything I wouldn't do."

    Looking out his window, he watched her going down the street on her
bicycle. Taking his towel off, he again went to spend quality time looking
at himself in the mirror as he played with his cock, turning this way and
that at the perfect body that he was seeing. His big cock was pointing
upwards and bobbing and swaying as he turned, his hand fondling it.

    Thoughts of basketball games were not on Shannon's mind. He was
thinking about Terry's cock moving in and out of his mouth. That wonderful
erotic feeling of that soft velvet like smooth skin penis fucking his
mouth. That feeling was like nothing he'd ever felt before. It seems to
have taken over his very soul. Almost every minute, he was thinking about
cocks. He wanted to get into the showers with all the guys and look at
their cocks. He fantasized that they made him get on his knees and suck
them all off. That they then would all piss on him and call him a cock
sucking faggot. He squeezed his cock as the thoughts racing through his
head sent a signal to his cock which answered by shooting ropes of cum onto
the mirror. His knees weak, He lowered himself to the floor, still holding
onto his still plump and sensitive cock. He looked at the cum on his
fingers and brought them to his mouth. He licked his fingers and thought
that the taste wasn't all that bad. Leaning forward, he licked at some of
the cum that was slowly moving down the full length mirror. The thought
that he would be sucking Terry's cock again and would have to swallow his
cum convinced him that he needed to get used to eating cum.  He moved up
and down on the mirror, licking it clean of all the cum. He still didn't
like the taste, but he envisioned himself as a cocksucker kneeling in front
of his master and being forced to lick up his cum. When he had finished, he
saw in the mirror that his cock was hard again.

    Shannon thought about Terry's older friend Bob. Terry had said that he
was going to have to suck Bob's cock. He knew he wouldn't do that. All this
thinking about being a faggot was just a thought to masturbate to. He knew
he wasn't really a faggot. Shannon knew in his heart that he was going to
play Division One basketball maybe for just one year and then he'd like to
declare for the draft and go pro. He wasn't about to derail that by getting
tied up with some old guy. He would also tell Terry that he'd go meet the
guy, but that was all. He would tell Bob that he wasn't interested in
sucking anybody's cock. Maybe he'd go ahead and suck Terry's cock again
since Terry said he'd not tell anyone else. If he could meet Terry at
night, he could take him out of town and suck him in the car and just take
him right home again. He went back to the mirror and with a hand held
mirror looked in it. He could see his perfectly formed ass in the mirror
and knew that gay guys would love to fuck him. His hand went to his cock
again and slowly worked it back and forth, looking at himself in the
mirror. His eyes were glazed as he came in his other hand. This time his
cum looked more watery and thin, but there was still almost more than a
handful. It was strong smelling to him. He brought it to his nose but
instead of tasting it, he grabbed some tissues and wiped it off his
hands. No, he thought, he wasn't a faggot after all. He would have to be
very careful to protect his reputation. Everyone knew Terry was a faggot
and he didn't want them to think that about him. Terry's cock was so
beautiful and he knew he wanted to feel it's softness in his mouth
again. Looking out the window, He could see his little brother, Shane,
shooting baskets at the garage. Still naked, and holding his soft cock, He
thought about what had happened to both of them years ago. They had been at
the Mall with mom and Shane had to go to the bathroom so Shannon had to
take him into the public bathroom by the game arcade. As they stood up to
the urinals, a man had joined them and started masturbating. Both boys had
stopped peeing and watched wide eyed as the man had made sure the boys had
a good view of his cock. "Touch it." He'd said. The man had taken Shannon's
hand and put it on his cock and used it to masturbate. Shannon had been
frightened and did not resist but kept watching his hand play with the
man's cock. When the man shot his sperm into the urinal, both boys had seen
it. Quickly, the man had let Shannon's hand drop, zipped up and hurriedly
left the bathroom. Shannon was shaking, from what, he didn't know. Shane
was still talking about it when they walked through the store, even though
Shannon had asked him not to say anything to mom. Shane told mom everything
right away and they had cut short their shopping that day. Mom had
questioned him at home, wanting to know why he'd let the man do that to
him. He'd told her that he was scared and didn't know what to do. But in
truth, he hadn't been scared, he still remembered how exciting it had been
to hold another man's dick in his hand and to masturbate him. That was the
day he had started doing the same thing to his own dick. It felt good to
him and the more he'd done it, the better it had felt.  Mom had told Shane
to not tell anyone and for both of them to forget it, but to never do that
again.

    For a long time, Shannon had masturbated while thinking of the pervert
that had used him and Shane to get off. He knew that he also was somewhat
of a pervert since that day. He had gotten into the habit of leaving his
bedroom door cracked open about a foot so when Sherri walked by to use the
bathroom, she would see him supposedly sleeping naked with no covers over
him. A couple of times, she had entered his room and tip toed to his
bedside and looked closely at his hard cock. He had watched her through
slitted eyes. She had looked totally awed by the size of it. Later, he had
masturbated over his exhibitionism. Now, when Sherri looked at him, he
imagined she was looking at his big cock. Then there was that afternoon
when mom and Shane were at the doctor's office and he'd waited for Sherri
to come past his room. He'd been horny and had decided to put on a show for
her. He was in the bathroom, naked, and playing with his cock. His back was
to the door that he had cracked open a little but he could see in the
mirror as she came by and stopped. She was quiet and stood there watching
him beat his meat. He had not meant to cum, but the thought of her watching
him was too much for him. He'd quickly grabbed some toilet paper and shot
his load into it. It was a great climax, but when he glanced into the
mirror, he saw that she had gone. He'd worried that Sherri would tell mom,
but she never did. What she did do was tell some of her girl friends and it
didn't take long for the story to get around school. He could never figure
out why he'd done that in the first place and he still felt embarrassment
and shame over it. He had done it for her so she could have the pleasure
and excitement of seeing a good looking stud with a large cock playing with
it. It was supposed to be just between the two of them. He learned that you
can't trust a fucking woman. They tell everyone about everything.

    Turning his computer on, Shannon brought up the Nifty Erotic Story
site. He knew he'd been spending late hours reading and masturbating.  He
signed into Yahoo and saw he'd received some messages. The first one was an
invitation to join a Yahoo group called bullyboy. A picture of a big
beautiful cock told him he was going to join it. He replied that he would
like to join and sent it. Other messages were also invitations to join more
groups. He hadn't known there were sites like these. He had just gotten his
computer a month ago and had been so busy with basketball that he had not
know it could open up a world of porn to him. Lately, he had been receiving
a ton of porn through his email. It had started out being men and women but
had changed to gay sexual situations and pictures. He made sure his door
was locked and sat down. He loved being naked while he could read all the
good stuff that had come his way.

    His computer started getting messages from bullyboy. In just a couple
of minutes, 10 messages had come. They were all pictures of young men being
forced to suck another guy's cock. Each picture had text with it describing
what the man was telling him. The guys sucking were called fags, faggots,
cocksuckers, etc. Then he got a personal message from a member of the
group. It thanked him for joining the site and congratulated him on
becoming a member. Shannon began reading the email.

    'Dear Shannon 66610.  It's nice to welcome another fag into our
group. I hope you don't mind me calling you a fag. It's not meant to be
mean. I'm a fag too and know that when you're just starting out it takes an
act of courage to admit it. You indicated in your profile here on bullyboy
that you were inexperienced and had just started sucking cock. I want you
to know that you can bring any questions you might have to me and I will do
my best to help you overcome the stigma that comes with being a cocksucker.
I want you to keep in mind that every male falls into one of two groups. He
is either straight or homosexual. If he is homosexual, he is either
dominant or submissive. Every one of this last group has one dominant thing
on his mind. The dominant male is always thinking about having a warm mouth
to put his cock in. The submissive male loves to be dominated and
humiliated. He is ready to hand control over his life to a real man or
master. He feels that his place is to be on his knees before a man. A fag
or faggot is all of those things but include an overwhelming desire to have
a cock in his mouth. Fags want to please the cocks owner by showing him how
low he will go to bring pleasure to the cock. Cock will always rule the
faggot's life whether he knows it or not or acknowledges it or not.  I'm
telling you this so you can tell which one you are. If you are a faggot,
there is nothing you can do to stop that from controlling your
life. Fighting it will only cause you misery and discontent. You will never
be satisfied with your life not matter how successful or rich you are. Let
me know if you'd like to chat with me. I will be happy to help
you. sincerely, cockslave4ever.

    Shannon finished reading the email, his left hand slowly pumping his
leaking cock. He wondered if he was doomed to be a faggot or if he was just
going through a phase. He reassured himself that he was OK and went back to
looking at cock pictures that his computer was now receiving again.

To be continued
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