Date: Sun, 19 Jun 2016 22:16:44 -0500 (CDT)
From: rbrbrb163@verizon.net
Subject: Academy RB 5 - In High School stories - gay

Rb5

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This is chapter 5 and longer than the others. I wrote it mostly in public
places, and I found it so hot that I was hard or semi hard most of the
time. The front of underwear was painted with pre cum. I hope it does the
same for you. Here goes:

I was very nervous when I got to the house, and despite my nerves, I
already had a hard-on a block away and I could feel the coldness of precum
in the front of my underwear.

It ended up that Brandon could not take me shopping because he was busy
with work, but he gave me/loaned me $200 and said, "That's all you
need. I'm not being cheap. If you spent more it would be over the top. I
chose a pair of skinny black jeans which did justice to my booty, white 2x
boxer briefs, a white tank top and a black Oxford cloth shirt which was cut
a little big for me. Brandon approved of my choices, even the shirt which
he said was appropriately low key. "Just right," he said. "The size will
make what's underneath all the more a pleasant surprise." The undershirt
was especially tight so you could see the texture of my stomach and the
line of my upper chest.

His last piece of advice was, "Ask Ron if he would mind if you took off
your shirt, because you were warm. He wouldn't ask you because he never
does anything that would in any way be construed as creepy.

"He will see you nude later on by video. But you with the white undershirt
is something he should see. Don't do it as a striptease, or anything like
that."

I laughed. Brandon didn't. He was serious. This was business. I think I
fell in love with him all over again that moment. He came over to me and
hugged me. "Don't worry, you'll be perfect." I held him close and I could
feel the warmth between his legs.

I didn't react to what I felt of his hard cock. I was playing it cool.

Actually, though, he did give me one more piece of advice. "Trust your
instinct, OK. If you have it, that's what will work for you both in being a
success and with showing Ron you have what it takes."

I giggled. "What's so funny, dude?"

"I dunno," I responded sheepishly. "It feels like you're like Yoda in Star
Wars. 'Trust the force, young Luke.'"

This time he did laugh. "I think I am a little cuter than Yoda, young
Luke."

I asked the uber to let me off a block away from the house. It was all
residential. I was hoping there would be a Starbucks or something like that
so I could check myself out before going in. So I stood on the corner and
checked my face in the glass of my iPhone. I checked to make sure my
t-shirt and shirt were neatly tucked in. Check. Felt my ass for no
underwear line. Check. Shot some breath spray in my dry mouth. Check. I
breathed in and out a few times. It was show time, I said out loud. When I
looked up the street I saw that a man in a car had been watching me. I
wondered how long. I hope he approved. I waved hi. He didn't.

The house was large and rich, and would have looked more imposing if the
large homes around it were not around it. Know what I mean?

I touched the button for the door and a woman appeared. I was surprised at
that. She looked me up and down, while I worried I was in the wrong
place. She smiled and told me I was at the right place. "Hi, I'm here to
see Ron."

"You are Tim?"

For a second I forgot my name. "Yes," I sputtered.

She held out hand and introduced herself as Marie. "Hi Marie. I'm Tim, but
you know that."

"You're right on time. I will check with Ron. And, hey, don't be
nervous. It'll be fine."

"Thanks," I responded. And that actually helped. She directed me towards a
cluster of chairs under a windy staircase. A few guys walked up and down
the stairs. There were long glances but no hellos. The first was a curly
haired blonde, short cropped, wearing a tank top and workout shorts.

The next was a tall, muscly black guy with perfect caramel brown skin and a
round ass. His tight blue jeans looked like they were painted on his
body. Not a crease but a hint of his cock. I was checking out the third
guy--Latino, toned, long hair--when another guy, a little older than the
rest, came for me. He said hi to Julio and held his hand for mine. "Hi. My
name is Anton and I am Ron's personal assistant. Ron is ready for you,
Tim."

He held out his hand for me again and pulled me out of my chair. That was
very sexy and I imagined that another spurt of pre cum had spurted out on
my 2x underwear.

I followed Anton for what seemed like a distance up and down stairways and
through darkened hallways. We stopped and he knocked on the door. A man
told us to come in, and Anton opened the door and motioned for me to go
inside the room.

Ron held out his hand for me and I met it, only he held it in his hand a
few seconds longer than usual. That was interesting, I thought. I thought
he wasn't going to engage in any funny business. My penis got a little
harder.

"Now, Tim, I want you to feel at ease. We're just going to talk, OK? Take a
few breaths in and out," he directed quietly and not meanly at all. I did I
was ordered, or asked.

The conversation went something like this.

Ron: I don't want to minimize this at all, but I've heard your story a
whole lot of times. Father abused you. Or beat you, or both.  Mom out of
the picture. You have no other alternative than to sell your body. Is that
close to it?

Tim: Kind of. Yeah.

R: But you have alternatives. Stay in school, go to college, get a good
job. You know there's a statute of limitations on being a rent boy.

T: Whaddayamean?

R: Your looks and your body and young age is you currency. Once that goes
away, you're out of it. If you take care of yourself, your age will be the
first thing to go.

T: OK, I know that. I want to stay in school while I am doing this. I
will. Do you think I can?

R: Yes, you can. And I am happy to hear that that's your plan. A few of the
guys who went through here are in school or went to school. I can get you
together with them. That's if this works out for you. If you decide to go
through with it.

T: Cool. I hope it works out.

R: Well, keep your mind open. Do you like sex?

T: I don't have lots of experience, but what I've had I like. The first
time I got fucked, it hurt, but that passed.

R: Yeah, that happens. It can hurt. Do you think you are a bottom or a top?

T: I don't really know yet. I like both so far. I'd like to think I am
versatile, but I am told that that's unusual. I was told once that everyone
is a bottom.

R: (Laughing.) Yes, they say that. But the math doesn't work out so well.

T: I am happy to let it work itself out. For right now, let's get it on.

R: How much experience have you had? When was the first time?

T: Not much, really. I got fucked for the first time a few days
ago. Brandon. But the first time I had sex was when I was 14 with my math
teacher. He was tutoring me, and it just happened. Our knees kept touching,
and then his hand on my knee, and then mine on his. Wasn't doing so well at
my algebra, or whatever the fuck it was. I felt his middle and felt the
warmth of his cock and the length. `Can I see it,' I asked. He steered me
in front of him and then on my knees. He pulled it out and put it in front
of mine, but then he held back. `You can never tell anyone about this, or
else I will be ruined.' I promised I wouldn't tell. I licked the tip of his
dick. He was uncut and I didn't know anything about that. He was from
Belgium, Bruges or something like that, with long pitch black hair. I
tasted his precum and I didn't know anything about that either. He stood me
up and took my jeans all the way off. He sucked me and turned me around and
licked my ass. That was the most amazing thing I ever felt. And I was a
little shy about it because I wasn't too clean back there, but it didn't
stop him or me. He played with my dick from around my body and he seemed to
know exactly when I was about to cum so he'd stop. I pulled away from him
and took his cock in my mouth again. This time I wouldn't take direction. I
played with his crack and hole with my finger and I sucked him until he
came, exploded literally in my mouth. At first, I thought I was going to
throw up but I stopped that and took it all in. He pushed me on the floor
and held me down this time, sucking and jerking me off until I came. And we
kept at it. I came three times in an hour. We fell asleep together.

R: That's a pretty good porno movie. But did it really happen like that?

T: Oh, yeah, I don't know enough to make that up. (Pause) Did you like that
story? Is that one you've heard before?

R: I've seen it in porno, but the way you told it was quite sexy.

T: Is that a good sign?

R: Don't worry about my approval. It's your decision.

T: OK, cool. I get it.

But I didn't. We spent about an hour more about a range of things, from
eating habits to more about my growing up to my exercise regimen. I was
loosening up more and more, and he seemed to smile and laugh more. He asked
me if was always safe? I reminded him that my first time was a few days
ago, and yes, we were safe.

T: I want to take lessons with the personal trainer who teaches you the ass
exercises.

R: What?

T: Brandon told me about a trainer here who taught him how to build up his
bubble butt to be more, uhm, bubbly. It sounded very sexy.

R: There are exercises you can do to work on your butt, but I am not sure
what Brandon was talking about. And maybe he was making it up. (We paused.)
Brandon can be very convincing. Did it end up with the teacher rimming his
ass.

T: Yes.

R: I think he was breaking your balls, teasing you. Did it make you horny?

T: Oh, yeah.

R: Are you horny now?

T: (Pause) Oh, yeah.

R: Well then that's a good time to stop. We'll show you where you'll sleep
and you can change into some shorts, and then hang out in the spa for a
little bit before dinner. Like about two hours.

T: OK.

Anton, the guy who greeted me showed me the room I'd stay in which had two
beds. "Raphael will be your roommate," he told me. "He's in some kind of
training. Probably his butt exercises." He paused and looked at me. He
smiled. I smiled. Was he listening in? "You'll meet him later."

"I can't wait."

"Yes. He's worth the wait. He's from Spain. Truthfully he might be in
English class. Your shorts you can change into are on the bed and a tank
top. If you want to go in the tub or sauna, you don't need to wear
clothes." I'll wait outside while you change, and show you where the spa
is."

"You can stay."

"Uhm, OK. I went into the bathroom and peed. I had left the door open and
let him hear the powerful stream that came out of my dick. I took off my
pants and went into the main room where he was sitting on Raphael's bed,
watching for me. My 2x underwear were a little creamy in the package area
and I'll pulled them off. I fake dropped my underwear on the floor so I
could bend over. I lingered in that position so he could see my asshole, if
he was watching. And then I pulled up the shorts and changed shirts.

I walked over to him and he was smiling broadly. He patted me on the side
of my stomach and said quietly, "You are very cute Tim. Sweet. But I don't
play with the student body, as it were." His language was precise and a
little effeminate. I guess I turned red, and he told me not to
worry. "Hormones are intoxicating around here. Don't be disappointed. As
one of the lines in my favorite movie goes, "Score it as an incomplete
forward pass."  I looked blankly. "We'll show you the movie some time."

He showed me the way to the spa and left me on my own at the door. I looked
around, a little nervous again. There were four boys on chairs and lounges,
and three more in a large hot tub. Despite the large size of the hot tub,
the guys were bunched close together and you could see no arms or
hands. The seated guys, though, were not talking to each other, lying
either reading or with their eyes closed. The guys in the tub were watching
me with anticipation. I sat next to a guy in a chaise who was reading. I
nodded hello and laid down. My dick was hard and stood up at attention
straining against my shorts. The guy next to me was a beautiful blonde,
floppy longish hair and bright red, juicy lips. You could see the line of
his cock against the same shorts.

The guys in the tub got out and one of them walked towards me, sitting on
the edge of the chaise. He had a raspy voice despite his age, and
introduced himself as Paco, holding out his delicate hands and holding on
to mine for a few seconds.

"Hi, I am Tim. Tell me, that is one of several times that someone held onto
my hand for time that's longer than usual."

"Yeah?"

"What's that all about?"

He took my hand again and held it, tickling my palm. "You are very
perceptive to have noticed that. We learn that here. It's a way of
establishing a sensual tie and making the other person feel comfortable."
He was still holding on to my hand, now stroking my middle finger. "Does it
do anything for you, Tim?"

"Yes, it does."

"I can see," he said, motioning to my dick. He pulled on my hand, stood up
and pulled me up. "We're going in the hot tub." He reached for my outer
thighs, pushing me up, and then pulled my shorts down. My cock popped out.

He led me to the tub with his hand and led me in. We sat closely and he did
not let go of my gaze. I remembered Brandon telling me that this was kind
of the audition. I moved in to his face and licked his lipped slowly and
kissed him. My tongue danced with his and I stroked the sides of his body
and then his tight stomach. He kissed and bit my neck, and I moaned. I
reached under his arms and tickled there with my fingers and then my mouth
and tongue. He was moaning too. We made out that way for just five minutes
but it felt like it was much longer. I was no longer conscious of nothing
but our bodies.

His was lithe and hard and strong. His legs were like those of an animal in
the jungle but his ass was full and fleshy. He was a skilled lover and I
was dying to know how long he was at RB Academy.  Later. He pulled his
mouth away from mine and whispered in my ear that I should follow him. On
both sides of the sauna were large chaises with some privacy. He directed
me on my stomach and got on top of me. He pushed back and forth rubbing my
ass with his silky dick. He was biting me on the neck again and whispering
to me. "I am going to fuck you, OK? I am going to fuck you very hard. When
was the last time you had a dick in your ass?"

"Three days ago, and that was the second time ever."

"Oh, wow, I am a lucky man. I promise I will be gentle." His middle finger
was deep in my ass and every time he hit my prostate my pleasure
exploded. I felt two more hands gently stroking my ass and I looked
around. It was a very handsome black boy, athletic and with a huge cock.

"I'm going to fuck you after he's fucked you. His little dick is going to
loosen you up for me."

Paco laughed loudly. "It's smaller but it knows what to do."

"He's right. He's a great fuck. He'll fuck me while I am fucking you." I
was going to be the meat in a sandwich.

Paco and Sam were on both sides of my face with their mouths close to my
ears. Paco said, loud enough for Sam to hear. "I'm going to fuck you
bareback. Don't worry. I am healthy."

Sam was next. "I'm not going to use any rubber either. We're going to fuck
you raw."

I thought about things as they made love to me. I could feel Sam's enormous
cock moving up and down my body. How much I wanted it to be that way. But I
was scared and even in this incredibly compromising position, I figured
this was a test of sorts. I recalled again that this was all wired for
sound and video. I moved my hands down my side and captured as much of
their cocks as I could. "I'm sorry, but now. I only do it safe."

"No, Tim. We'll hold you down and fuck you. We're in this together."

"No, boys, sorry. But it's safe. Or nothing." I turned around on my back
and lifted my legs in the air. I pushed Paco's head towards my ass. "Lick
it," I ordered him. "Feel what it's like to fuck my hole with you
dick. Your tongue will know how wonderful it will be." I motioned Sam's
cock towards my mouth and began to lick and suck it. I noticed, as Paco was
licking my ass, that he was unwrapping a condom. "Good boy," I said as I
pushed his face deeper into my ass. "Fuck me, Paco," I told him. "I'm
saving you for last, Sam."

"And best," Sam said.

"We'll see about that." Seconds later, Paco was pressing some spit and
lubricant in my ass, and then slowly his cock.

Joe played with my nipples while Paco was slowly putting his hard cock in
my ass, and feeding me his cock in my mouth. It hurt my mouth to get it all
in. But it was a very handsome cock, smooth, not veiny, and a dark
chocolate color. I ran my tongue up and down it, and it felt like miles,
and must have felt that to him because he made deep guttural
noises. Meanwhile Paco was being gentle and finally had his full 6 ? inch
dick in me. He went slowly, and then faster, and then harder. Sam had
pulled his cock away from me. And I opened my eyes to see Sam mounting
Paco's ass. And when he had entered fully Paco went in and out of me with
greater force. My cock stayed hard and was milking pre-cum. Paco came
inside of me and stayed there until he was soft.

Sam went to my ear and said, "It's my turn you little fucker."

"You're putting a raincoat on, right?"

"Yes, bitch."

Sam was hurting me. He was so much bigger than Paco. But Paco got under me
and put my dick in his mouth. And soon the pain of Sam turned into deep
pleasure. He withdrew and straddled me, jerking himself off aimed at my
face. Paco was jerking me and slid his fingers up and down Sam's ass. Sam
looked like he was in pain and was almost yelling, "I'm
cumming. Oh. Tim. You are so fucking hot." He shot eight shots of milky
white cream in an eye, two on my nose and another in my ear. Paco had his
tongue up and down my cock as he feverishly stroked me. And I shot all over
my chest.

One of the other guys had warm towels for us. And he cleaned us off,
smiling like a devil. I later learned he was Sean, from Ireland. He lay
down next to me and turned his head into the side of mine. "Can I have a go
at you," he asked in his sweet Irish accent, almost in a begging way.

I licked my lips and he put his cock in my mouth. I closed my eyes and Sam
sucked my dick until it was hard again. Sean pulled out of my mouth and
mounted my dick. It was rock hard again already. "I don't think I can come
again," I said.

But Sean promised that I would. "I have special skills." He shot his load
all over my cock and then sucked and jerked it and I did come again.

I was spent. That's the only word for it. I asked Sean if he could show me
the way to my room. "I share with Raphael." He lifted his eyes.

"Hmm, Raphael."

He was right about that, "Hmmmmmm Raphael."