Date: Tue, 11 Nov 2014 14:53:44 -0500
From: Kenneth8rodman <kenneth8rodman@yahoo.com>
Subject: Bendover Academy

			 PHILLIPS BENDOVER ACADEMY

  His father was pushing Zeke to transfer to PBE because the educational
opportunities were far superior to their local little high school in
northern Wisconsin. Zeke figured his father's urging was also due to the
fact that he, as well as his father before him had also graduated from
Phillips. Zeke wasn't so hot on leaving friends and familiar surroundings
to go East to school, but what sold him was the availability of a vigorous,
well organized hockey program. Zeke had played on local ponds and rivers
since he was a tyke and he had real talent for the game. But no local
coaching or organized competition and he was eager to advance his skills.

  Zeke was a study in contrasts. He was a couple of inches shorter than his
peers, but with wider shoulders and heavier musculature. Hid dad said he
was built like a fireplug, and trying to get a puck past him was very
difficult. For all his stocky build he was quick on his feet and on his
studies too. Almost a straight A student with an occasional B. Quiet, not
outgoing, but easy to know and with few close friends, none of them
female. Because of his quiet and studious demeanor (by the way, he was the
school chess champion) a few of the boys figuring he was a wimp, tried
to,pick on him. A couple of flattened noses and loose teeth disabused them
of that idea and Zeke was respected in school as a kid not to mess with. So
in the Fall he arrived as a ninth grader at Phillips.

      His parents helped to carry his stuff up to his room, met Don Wilson
his roommate, his mother left in tears and his father left with a big
hug. His roomie gave him a campus tour: barbershop, cleaners, where to get
a good ice cream cone, which pharmacy would sell rubbers to minors (Zeke
was puzzled by that. with no girls around what did you want a condom for?)
, used book store, the ice arena to sign up for hockey and get his
equipment list, and lastly a tour of the campus to show Zeke where his
various classes would be held.

    Don and Zeke bonded quickly. Don was a jock, a lacrosse player, a
bright kid, and an eleventh grader. The school had been doing this "big
brother" routine for new students for some years and all agreed it was a
great idea. After dinner Zeke was going over the hockey equipment list for
items he needed and he asked Don what a cup jock was. "It's like a regular
jock with a hard plastic cup in it to protect your nuts. I have to wear one
for lacrosse too. I need a size C." Don went to his closet and came back
with his cup jock to show Zeke.  "OK, get your pants off and let's see what
size will work." Don hesitated, but what choice did he have? So he slowly
took down his pants. "Now off with your Jockeys.", Don said.


    When Zeke's undershorts came down, his dick came up (remember how it
was when you were fourteen? Soft to hard in three heartbeats!). Don was
looking at a thick cock with an oversized head pointing up at the ceiling
light. Zeke's cheeks were as beet red as the head of his dick.

    "Don't worry about the boner, I get one too when a guy is staring at my
cock. Well, we can't figure out your size until we deal with that
hardon. When's the last time you jacked off" Don allowed that it had been a
couple of days. "Same for me, and I've got a woody too. Have you ever beat
the meat with another guy?" Zeke shook his head no. "Hey, it's a lot more
fun than doing it alone so let's sit on the side of the bed and unload."
Zeke had thought more than a few times about bashing the bishop with
another guy and he was more than mildly excited at the prospect of actually
doing it. Don dropped trou and he was pointing straight out about eight
inches.

     "Mmmm.", said Zeke, "You're about an inch longer than mine."

     "Yeah but you're thicker and I'd gladly trade my inch for that big
dickhead of yours. They sat down and started to pound the pud. Zeke had
never been this close to another pecker in his life and his eyes never left
the one sitting next to him.Not a word was said as both boys stroked and
stared, Zeke was mega excited and far sooner than he wanted, he felt his
orgasm approaching. He slowed his hand down, but he was past the point of
no return and the pressure behind his cock rapidly escalated until Pow! The
first wad of hot boycum zzzzippped through his straining member and
squirted up to land on his stomach.The second, third and fourth spurted
farther and landed on his chest. The next two went only a few inches past
the tip of his cock. "Wow, you shoot as much as I do and you've got a lot
of growing to do." Don had stopped stroking his cock to watch Zeke's
ejaculation and then resumed afterwards but not before he scooped up as
much of Zeke's jizz as he could and used it to lube his stroking hand. Not
long afterwards Don started to whine: "oh. oh. ohh. I'm gonna cum, I'm
gonna....CUMMMMM!" and cum he did, with spurt after spurt arcing from his
tool to land on the floor and the last couple to land on his leg.

     "I generally unload every day before I start to study. I can't
concentrate worth a damn with a boner and that way I'm not daydreaming as
much.", said Don. Now let's see if you fit in my cupjock. Yep, looks like
you want to buy a C cup, but by the end of hockey season you may have grown
into a D."

     After class the next afternoon Zeke couldn't think about anything
other than the sight of Don's jizz shooting out of his cock. He had a
constant boner and he certainly agreed that studying would only possible
after getting his rocks off. When Don came thru the door and spied the tent
in Zeke's khakis he broke into a wide grin. "With a hardon like that I'll
bet you haven't even opened a book.", he said. "I've got work to do myself,
so let's get naked." They started to stroke their dicks but after a minute
or so Don said, Let's do each other. I'm guessing you'll like that even
better." Zeke had never touched any dick but his own and Don's guess was
right on the money. He tried to follow Don's lead and Don was oh so gently
rolling Don's balls around in their sack so Zeke tried to follow suit but
Don was so hard his 'nadswere pulled tight up against the root of his
cock. But Zeke could massage them anyhow. They jacked each other off for
the next four days and Zeke never got anything less than very excited at
each session.They had progressed to teasing one another to extend the
session, enjoying the prolongation of the "just about to cum" excitement.On
the fifth day they had been stroking each other for a couple of minutes
when Don bent over and licked off the drop of precum oozing from Zeke's
tool. Smacking his lips he said, "Man but you taste good. How would you
like to have that leaky boner sucked?"

     "Uh, well, I don't know. That's a homo thing isn't it?"

     "Not necessarily. Girls suck guys too.Particularly when they want to
keep the guy around but don't want to get fucked. But you may have noticed,
there aren't any girls around. I can always stop if you don't like it. But
if you like it as much as I think you will, I'm going to want payback." So
Zeke agreed and without any preamble Don sucked the precum out of Zeke's
oversized cockhead and took most of its support system into his mouth and
began to suck. After a minute or so he lifted his head up and asked Zeke if
he wanted him to quit.

     "Oh God no! Keep going!" He had never in his life ever felt anything
so gloriously pleasurable. He could feel Don's tongue rolling around his
organ and then Don began to roll his head around too.  Zeke's cock was
being stimulated from all sides at once and he could feel the pressure
behind his balls building fast. He couldn't stop moaning and Don knew he
was about to get a mouthful of boycum but he stayed with it. "o, o, o, O,
O, O, OOOOH, OH SHIT!!", Zeke yelled, and Don felt the spurts of goo tickle
the back of his throat. He swallowed Zeke's entire load and kept his cock
in his mouth, sucking out every last drop of semen and didn't stop until
Zeke's dick had gone completely limp. "Oh man! I owe you big time. I can't
believe how good that felt!"

        Don's cock was rock hard and seeping precum from the lovely penis
he had just emptied and Zeke tried to pleasure it as he remembered Don's
various tricks. After sucking a couple of minutes Zeke looked up and said,
"I like it. I really like it. But the taste seems to change back and
forth. Why's that?"

      "Precum.", said Don. When a drop of precum seeps out it changes the
taste. Now, are we going to chit chat or are you going to do something
about my boner here?" Zeke went back to sucking. Don's cock was too big to
get it all in his mouth but Zeke could handle most of it and he used his
hand to fondle Don's nuts.

      Zeke stopped again to ask if Don would tell him when he was about to
blow so he could watch his cum erupt and went back to sucking that oh so
tasty cock. Don lasted longer than Zeke but not long enough to suit
Zeke. When Don announced he was getting close Zeke replaced his mouth with
his thumb and forefinger and used them to masturbate Don's beet red
glans. When it exploded it was quite a show. Zeke took his fingers away
with the first spurt and watched fascinated to see the dick before him jump
and squirt. When the dickdance finally ended Zeke said, "My god, I counted
fourteen shots! I've never cum anything like that!"

     "So, which did you like better, being the sucker or the suckee?", said
Don.

     "Uh, I don't know. they were both fantastic."

     "OK, so tomorrow let's suck each other off at the same time and then
maybe you can choose.", said Don.

     Tomorrow seemed like forever and when Don came through the door Zeke
was sitting on the edge of the bed naked. "Eager rascal aren't you? It's
almost like you enjoy my company.", Don said, and he started peeling off
his clothes. He took a tube of hand lotion out of the bedside table and
brought it to bed with him. He told Zeke to lie on his side and Don
stretched out beside him in the 69 position. "Now, be easy because I want
this to last.", Don said. They started to suck and Don said, "Slow and
easy, lad. Now lift your leg up." Don lubed his finger and began to gently
rub it on Zeke's rosebud.

     "That tickles.", said Zeke. Then Don slipped his finger into Zeke's
pooper and began a slow in and out. "Wow, that doesn't tickle anymore, it
feels good! Do you want me to do you the same way?" Don, no surprise said
yes and now both boys were sucking, being sucked and fingerfucked
simultaneously. After about five minutes Don, with his mouth full, began to
moan, and with the first contraction of his rectal sphincter Zeke jerked
his head back. The first spurt was in his mouth and the rest of Don's load
splashed on his face, his sphincter recurrently spasming on Zeke's
finger. Zeke, with jizz dripping down his kisser kept his eyes shut and in
short order the tight, full feeling in his pelvis began to escalate. His
cock now supersensitive was responding to every motion of Don's busy tongue
and he said, "I'm almost there. I'm, I, IIIIEEEEE," And CRACK!, the hot
boycum raced through his cock Over and over he squirted and after the first
few Don also pulled his head back. Unleashed from Don's mouth, Zeke's dick
sprang to its customary upright stance and Don watched it leap and its
magic fountain spurt over his head.

          "Well, what do you think? Do you like to be the cum giver or the
receiver?", Don said.

          "Yes!", Zeke said. That was unbelievable. Let's do it again
tomorrow and maybe I can make up my mind."

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