Date: Thu, 21 Nov 2002 16:21:04 -0500
From: farmerjohn2b@yahoo.com
Subject: Graduation To Big School (Part I)

                  Graduation To Big School

**This is a work of fiction; any resemblance to real
person(s) or circumstances is purely coincidental. **



     "Billy's New School - Shower Time"


     Billy was not looking forward to the change from
elementary school to Junior High, but he knew there was
little he could do about it.

     He was new in the neighborhood and did not know any
other boys his age that were preparing to experience the
transition into "big" school.

     Billy had gone shopping with his mother Cleo during the
weekend and they purchased all the necessary things for a
boy going into 7th grade; i.e.; jockstrap, t-shirts,
underwear, gym-shorts, towels, and deodorant. Billy tried on
the jock strap before he went to bed that night and reveled
in how it made his little cock feel. He wasn't an expert on
jockstraps but he soon learned that he loved the feel of
having his little prick tight against his stomach and his
balls snug in the pouch of the jockstrap. Billy thought the
added benefit of having his prick look good in that position
was nice also.

     The next morning Billy woke early in preparation for
school. He had to catch the bus early and since it was the
first day Billy didn't want to be late. Billy dressed and
gathered up his school notebooks, and his gym bag with his
jockstrap and other necessities.

     At the bus stop two blocks away Billy noticed three
boys his age and some older ones, as well as some rather
pretty girls.

     Billy didn't know anything about "sexual orientation"
or anything like that; Billy just knew his little dick got
hard a lot when he saw girls in tight clothes or swimsuits
with their nipples poking through the cloth, or when he saw
other boys nice butts or those with hard-ons in their
britches. Billy was at the age where so much in his world
made him want to jerk-off. Girls in the neighborhood, boys
or girls on television, and the big one, girls at the beach
constantly gave Billy a hard-on.

     By 7 o'clock Billy was seated next to one of the boys
his age on the bus for the five - mile ride to the school,
Lockton Jr. High School. He found out the other boys name
seated next to him was Whitney. Whitney was a good-looking
boy with brown hair, brown eyes and a nice figure, including
a well-shaped butt. Occasionally Whitney's leg would touch
Billy's and Billy would start to feel his cock twitch.

     As it turned out Whitney lived about two blocks in the
opposite direction from the bus stop that Billy did and it
didn't take long for both boys to plan an afternoon of
basketball down at the local elementary school near
Whitney's house. It seems several boys usually gathered
there after school to play ball and talk about girls.

     The boys arrived at school, having the same homeroom to
start the day off, and then head to their classes. As it
turned out both Whitney and Billy had the same gym class
during third period right before lunch. That was a good time
to have gym class because you could shower and go to lunch
and feel clean the rest of the day.

     When third period came around Coach Phillips instructed
the boys about how the class would go and gave them further
instructions about their lockers and that "all boys must
shower after class exercises."

     When the class came in from soccer ball the boys were
dripping sweat and they were eager to jump in the cool
showers. That is, until they realized that everyone would
see them naked, including the coach.

     Now it was bad enough that all the other boys would see
Billy's four -inch peter with very little hair and pecan
sized balls, but he would really be embarrassed if Coach
Phillips saw it. You see Billy had always heard that black
men had real large dicks, usually a foot long and five
inches or more around with big, gigantic balls. Billy just
knew Coach Phillips would laugh at his little peter.

     Billy reluctantly stripped out of his gym shorts and
jockstrap, nervously eyeing all the other boys. The shower
room was a big open room with about twenty shower- heads so
some boys had to wait for the others to finish. However,
some boys just brushed past the others waiting and joined
the boys at the showers, rubbing their butts or dicks in
passing.

     None of this went unnoticed by the coach; this was one
of his favorite things about the job; the incoming new cock
each year. Oh, how delicious it was and he always took an
authoritative command over the inspection of each and every
boy. It was with delight that Coach Phillips took in the
firm, smooth ass of each boy with the tender balls hanging
from each rod. Just looking and thinking about it made the
coach stir inside and his cock fluttered with excitement and
pre-cum. Before the week was out he would have a new boy
sucking his 13" rod and drinking his warm milk (that is if
he could swallow fast enough).

     Finally Billy was able to get under a showerhead and he
didn't want to bring attention to himself by grabbing his
dick but he was having difficulty because his cock just
would not stay down. As Billy scanned the shower room there
were only a couple of boys still there; the rest were back
in the locker-room around the corner playing grab-ass or
toweling off and dressing for their next class. Billy had
closed his eyes and was washing his body and just dreaming
about playing with cock, his own included, when he felt
someone soaping his balls and rod. His heart stopped it
seemed. When he opened his eyes it was Whitney. Whitney had
grabbed his cock and began to thoroughly wash it, moving
around behind Billy with his hard-on rubbing Billy's butt-
cheeks. Billy thought he would die or explode first.

     You see, Billy's little cock was not circumcised and
Whitney was enjoying the feel of moving the skin back and
forth over the head. Whitney was just dying to suck that
skin in his mouth. Whitney was already leaking his pre-cum
and Billy was well on his way. The boys weren't aware of it,
but the coach was already soaked just watching from his
office; he had to have some of that young, white boy cock.

     Coach Phillips came out with his loud-booming voice and
said, " boys go straight to my office." You see there was an
inner-office within the outer office that had no windows and
the coach could lock the door just for such occasions. The
boys headed for the office with their heads down and their
hands covering their cocks. The coach followed them in and
locked the door. He asked each of the boys what their next
class was, and fortunately the boys both had math the next
period. They both hated math. Coach Phillips called the
office and had them send a runner to the boys' math teacher
saying they would be detained in his class for a while.

     The boys stood with their knees shaking not knowing
what was going to happen to them. Coach Phillips told
Whitney to come over by him and stand in front of the bench
the coach was seated on. Whitney had blonde pubic hair that
was fine with a 7" inch long cock. Whitney was cut, with a
big purple head at the end of his dick and nice full balls.
When Whitney stood in front of the coach Billy began to
shake even more. He was so worried he was in "big" trouble.
Little did he or Whitney know about their future in gym-
class.

     Coach grabbed Whitney's nut sack and began to massage
it gently and it was then that Billy's knees buckled and he
hit the floor.


Chapter 2 - "Billy Cums Around & Whitney Shoots the Coach"

     You see Billy didn't know how to take the Coach playing
with Whitney's nut sack, and it was exciting him something
awful. Billy didn't know it but it was it was exciting
Whitney even more. Whitney didn't know if he was going to
pee or what. He just knew it felt good, better than when he
played with himself.

     While Billy was still down and out Coach said to
Whitney, " I saw you watching and rubbing against that
little cock, you know you want to suck it so bend down and
suck it." Hesitantly Whitney leaned over. Whitney knew he
wanted to suck it and play with it like Coach was playing
with his, but he didn't want to appear too eager. Whitney
got even closer to Billy's little cock, savoring the aroma
of "boy cock." Just as Whitney stuck his tongue out to lick
Billy's dick, Coach swallowed Whitney's cock whole. Whitney
didn't know what was happening. He didn't know if Coach was
going to actually eat his cock or what, but soon Coach began
a rhythm of sucking Whitney's cock.

     Billy began to wake from his faint, feeling funny, like
maybe he had peed himself. Then he began to feel warmth
around his little peter. When he looked down Billy saw that
one of his dreams had come true; or was it a dream? Billy
reached out and began to stroke Whitney's head, feeling the
hair within his fingers. It was then that Billy realized it
really was Whitney sucking his cock. And it felt so good. He
could never jerk-off like this. Whitney began to lick and
lick, running his tongue all over Billy's cock and balls. At
the same time Whitney was feeling the same feelings.

     Billy's little cock began to twitch and it's blood
vessels enlarged, the a little spurt came with a couple of
teaspoons of thin cum. Whitney was surprised and couldn't
contain it all but the sight, smell and excitement of it all
made Whitney aware of an increased wetness at his crotch.
Whitney felt his prick seem to grow as it twitched almost
with a life of it's own. Coach knew what was happening so he
was ready; he was hungry for that young cum. Whitney seemed
to have a river of cum as it shot forth into Coach's mouth,
but Coach just swallowed like the cock-sucker he was,
savoring the flavor.

     Coach knew the boys needed to get onto their other
classes, but he had one more thing in mind. He wanted the
boys to have a feel and take of his cock, but he also wanted
to look at their "special treasures."

     "O.K. boys, you both lay facing each other on your
sides" said the Coach. "I am going to let you lick the pre-
cum from my fat cock, and if you are lucky you can have the
real thing, a whopping load while I explore your "special
treasures."

     Billy being a little slower than Whitney said, "Coach,
what are our special treasures? Where are they?"

     "Since you asked Billy, let me show you first", said
the coach.

      Whitney watched in amazement as Coach leaned over and
stuck his nose deep in the little crack of Billy's tiny ass.
Coach took a deep breath and his cock instantly became twice
as hard. The boys were playing with that fat rod and
couldn't believe how it just grew within their hands; it
seemed as if it were a monster. It was leaking a slick,
clear liquid and the boys began to take turns licking it
from the head. Whitney and Billy both thought it tasted
great and began to lick with more fervor. It seemed the more
they licked, the more they wanted to lick.

     Coach knew it wouldn't be long because that little
asshole with no hair and tiny balls were driving him wild.
Coach began to drench Billy's ass with saliva as he tongued
in earnest the tiny puckered hole. It was making Billy so
hot that his little butt began to gyrate and he thought he
was going to pee again. The boys were licking that black
cock all over, up and down, but they knew they couldn't fit
their mouths around it. Coach was burrowing that tongue in
Billy's asshole and soon Billy did pee. Well, it looked like
he had peed but really it was more cum with less
consistency. Coach couldn't hold Billy's butt still enough
so with the blast of a water hose, Coach's cock spit out
stream after stream of hot jism. It went in the boy's faces,
their hair, all over their chests and soaked them
completely. Coach thought that was the best ass I have had
in a long time. Of course Whitney had cum too, but he was a
little jealous of Billy because he wanted his "special
treasure" eaten too. Whitney asked the coach if he would eat
his "special purpose" and Coach replied, " it will have to
wait Whitney, you boys must get to your next class. You boys
go home after school and practice on your special treasures
the way I did on Billy and we'll give it a try if we get a
chance later in the week." Of course Coach knew he couldn't
do this everyday on school time and property, someone would
soon catch on.

     Of course, boys being boys, Billy and Whitney couldn't
wait to get home and do their homework; the art of the
"Special Treasure."

     Billy decided to ask his mother if he could spend the
night at Whitney's and of course Whitney had to ask for
permission as well. You see, Whitney had a room downstairs
in the basement away from the rest of the family and it was
big and had plenty of privacy. Billy on the other hand, had
a room across the hall from his little 7 year-old sister
(she was nosey).

     Both boys rode their bikes over to Whitney's, still
thinking about Coach and that monster "licorice dick" that
was so warm and hard" and how Coach had eaten Billy's tiny
ass and drilled his hole with his big, hot tongue. Both the
boys were anxious to try their tongues in each other's ass.

     They ate supper that night and neither one wanted to
watch television, so they told Whitney's mom they were going
to take a shower.

     Both the boys stripped down and of course they took
some music into the bathroom hoping to muffle any sounds of
"play" they might make. They both got under the water after
turning on the music and right off the bat Whitney began to
fondle Billy's nut sack and jerk his skin full of cock.
Billy's little knees were wobbling and he knew he had to sit
down. So Billy sat on a little corner seat in the shower
while Whitney continued to stroke his hot meat. Then Whitney
licked Billy's thighs, his stomach, and his nut sack.
Finally Whitney said, "I want to eat your special treasure."
So Billy turned and knelt on the floor, leaning against the
corner seat, and stuck his tiny butt out. Whitney dove in!
His hot, wet tongue just darted into the tiny pinkish-brown
and hairless hole. Billy said, "Oh, that feels so good. I
didn't think anything could ever feel that good." "But
Whitney, I feel like I am going to pee again if you don't
slow down." So Whitney got a great idea. He said, " Billy
turn around again and lay on the shower floor." Billy did
so, and Whitney scooted backwards. Then Billy felt Whitney
begin to suck his little cock, but the next thing he knew,
Whitney was sliding his left middle finger up his little
asshole. Before you know it Billy was squirming and hopping
his little butt along the shower floor. Billy moaned and
then bellowed out, " I think I am fixing to pee again." And
then the cum seemed to flow out of Billy's little peter, but
then golden showers of pee began to rain into Whitney's face
and mouth. And the door to the bathroom opened and Whitney's
mom took in the scene.

     **Cum back to see if the Coach bounces back and will
Whitney's Mom recover**