Date: Tue, 1 Jan 2008 20:47:57 -0800 (PST)
From: Thomas Gaige <togaige@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Secret Fraternity - Chapter two

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                            The Secret Fraternity

                          Chapter Two - Settling In

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When I woke up on my first morning at boarding school, I lay very still.
My first thought was "Where the fuck am I?"

For a couple seconds, I was completely disoriented.  As I looked at the
strange wall in front of me, trying to remember where I was, and how I'd
gotten there, I distinctly heard someone behind me!  Whoever it was, was
breathing heavily.  Then I heard another, distinct, fast, and rythymic
slapping noise as well - which I knew I was supposed to recognize, but
having just woken up, I couldn't immediately place it!

As my eyes moved around, I suddenly remembered I was at boarding school!
And the person behind me would be Tyler, in his bunk.

A moment later, as my mind cleared completely, I still heard Tyler
breathing heavily, and the fast rythymic noise.  What the hell was Tyler
doing?  Was he running in a nightmare, like I'd been doing in mine,
before I woke up?

Suddenly, Tyler gasped softly, and my eyes flew open as I realized what
the slapping sound was that I'd heard!  He was masturbating!

"Mmmmm..." he moaned, ever so softly a second later.

Instantly my own cock started to stiffen!

A moment later, Tyler breathed out heavily.

Just before each passionate exclaimation, he'd stop pumping on his meat
for a second or two.  Then, as soon as he'd blown his wad, he'd resume
jerking off again.

I so wanted to turn over and glance surreptitiously at him, but I didn't
want to embarrass him, nor myself!

As soon as I realized what Tyler was doing, my morning wood stiffened up
all the way, and began throbbing!  I thanked God I was lying on it so
that it was laying flat out between my belly and the mattress, otherwise,
it might have been pretty painful!

A few seconds later, Tyler was obviously finished, as I heard him rip
several tissues from a box.

"Christ!" he whispered under his breath, at one point.  Then he ripped
more Kleenex from the box. Apparently he'd made quite a mess!

I listened as he finished cleaning himself up, then, all was quiet, as he
relaxed and rested.  All I could hear was his still slightly labored
breathing.

I pretended to still be asleep for a while, and finally turned over onto
my side, so I was facing him, and "woke up".

"You're the quietest sleeper I've ever known!" he said, looking
incredulously at me.

"You were watching me sleep?" I said in what I hoped sounded like the
voice of someone who'd just woken up.

He snickered and said, "just for a few minutes.  I just woke up a while
ago."

As my vision cleared, I noticed a huge wad of used kleenex on his side of
the night stand between our beds.

Grinning I said, "Looks to me like you were up to more than just watching
me sleep too!"

"Huh?" he asked, seemingly oblivious to his wad of used tissues.
Never-the-less he turned scarlet, realizing there was some evidence that
I might realize he'd been jacking off.

"Do you have allergies or something?" I asked, pointing at his wad of
balled up Kleenex, which I was sure contained his semen.

When he blushed immensely, I knew I was right, and couldn't help grinning
and chuckling.

"From your expression, I guess it's not allergies!" I said, still
chuckling.

Poor Tyler was nearly purple, and didn't know what to say, as I lay there
grinning at him.

Finally, I said, "Relax!  You think you're the only guy who does that?"

"NO!" Tyler blurted, his color fading a little, although he still looked
embarrassed.

"Stop sweatin' it so.  By the way, thanks for being discreet about it!" I
said, smiling.

Tyler didn't say anything, but just grabbed his mess and pushed it under
his bed.

"Don't forget to throw it out later!" I warned.

Poor Tyler just scowled at me, while I snickered again.  Then he said,
"Well if the fucking toilets had stalls, it wouldn't be such a problem!"

Instantly I sobered up as I realized he was right.  There was no place to
go to jack off alone!  There were no stalls around the toilets, and the
showers were communal too.  The only place to be alone was in your room,
when your roommate was out!

"Didn't think of that yet, did ya?" Tyler said, looking sagely at me.

"No," I admitted.  I hadn't!

"Well," Tyler said.  "Maybe we should come up with a schedule of when we
can each have the room to ourselves sometimes!"

"Good idea!" I agreed, instantly relieved that Tyler was interested in
working something out so we each had our privacy.

"Best we wait til we see our class schedules later today before we
bother," he said.

"I guess," I said.

It dawned on me then though, that he'd already gotten his rocks off, and
I hadn't had the opportunity to jack off since my previous morning's
shower, when I was still at home!  Fuck!  I wasn't going to get any
relief for a while yet!

As if reading my mind, Tyler grinned and said, "Today, you can do
yourself while I'm in the shower.  I'm heading over there in just a
couple minutes!"

"Thanks," I said, blushing.  Tyler just grinned in response.

True to his word, Tyler got up a few minutes later.  Seeing him naked,
caused my dick to throb even more.  He grinned as he turned away and took
a few seconds to gather up his clothes of the floor.  When he did that,
his ass cheeks flattened, and afforded me a look at the insides of his
cheeks, just as I'd wished for the previous night!  It was worth the wait
too!  The insides of Tyler's ass cheeks were nearly hairless.  In the
lower center was his asshole, which looked tight and pink.  I so wished I
could just lean over and touch him there!  Of course I didn't though.

"Enjoying the view?" he asked, saucily a moment later, as he looked back
at me.  Grinning he reached behind him and pulled his buttocks further
apart, opening his butt all the way.  I couldn't believe he was
displaying one of the most private parts of his body so freely!  I was
happy he was though, and caught a really good look at his tight, pink
pucker, before, laughing, he let go of his cheeks, straightened up, and
turned around to look at me.  Interestingly, I noted that his penis was
semi-erect again.

"You jerk!" I retorted, blushing deeply, as he chuckled.

He just winked at me.  At the same time, his dick twitched as if he'd
flexed it.

Quickly he pulled his clothes on then, picked up his toiletries and
announced I had 10 minutes.  Then he left, pulling the door shut behind
him.

I glanced at the clock, and noted the time.  Instantly, I flipped over
onto my back, shoved the covers down, and grasped my manhood.

"Mmmmm..." I moaned happily as I began stroking my meat, which was rock
hard from my seeing Tyler's asshole, and semi.

As I stroked my dick, I reached for my left nipple and began tweaking it,
which sent more shivers of joy racing up and down my spine!

Then, as I continued day-dreaming about Tyler's beautiful pucker, and his
more than ample pecker, I  envisioned myself reaching out and stroking
his hole gently with my index finger, and grasping his cock in my other
hand and beginning to masturbate him.

It didn't take long, before my orgasm was building up.  Within a couple
minutes after having lost myself in my fantasy over rubbing Tyler's hole
and pleasuring him, I felt my orgasm suddenly rapidly rising.

I didn't want to cum quite so quickly, so I stopped, and let go of my
dick for a minute.

After my orgasmic buildup faded, I took my penis in my hand and began
slowly masturbating again.

As I stroked my cock, I reached for my nipple again, and began flicking
it lightly, as my mind returned again to Tyler's hot body.

Within seconds I was rock solid again, and felt the familiar warm
pressure as my orgasm once again began to form.

A couple minutes later, I was on the brink of climaxing again!  I sped up
my strokes and began tweaking my nipple.  Then, a few seconds later, I
was at my peak!  I squeezed my nipple hard, and then gasped as my first
load of cum shot through my urethra, and blasted through the air.

"OH SHIT!" I heard from near the door.

Glancing toward it, I saw that Tyler had returned and was standing there
staring at me with his mouth hanging open, and huge eyes.

"Shut the fucking door!" I cried in a strangled voice, just before I
fired yet another huge glob of cum into the air.

Tyler stood there another split second, frozen, watching as my jism
landed in a streak on my chest.  Then he suddenly came too, leaped in the
door and shut it, never once removing his eyes from my genitals, as I
fought to stop my orgasm.  It was a losing battle - I couldn't stop the
spasms, and a moment later, grunting, I shot another thick rope of semen
into the air.  All the while, Tyler stood transfixed, staring at me as I
orgasmed!

After a minute, I was able to regain control of my body.  At the same
time, Tyler realized with horror that he'd been watching me jerk off, and
he turned crimson.

"Fuck!  I'm sorry man!" he cried, and he spun around to face the wall.

"You said I had ten minutes!" I snarled, as my body spasmed again and I
oozed more cum.

"I gave you 12!" Tyler protested, the backs of his ears looking very red.

I looked at the clock and realized then that he was correct, which caused
me to redirect my anger toward myself for stupidly taking my time.  I
should've let my orgasm happen when it first almost happened.

Quickly I used some tissue to clean myself up with.  When I was done, I
reached for my jeans, jumped out of bed, and put them on.

"You can look now," I said, still annoyed with myself.

"I'm really sorry man!" Tyler said, softly, as he turned around and
looked balefully at me with a scarlet face.  "I just figured you'd be
done already."

"Well I wasn't!" I snapped, still embarrassed.

"Guess we'll have to give each other longer than 10 minutes," he said,
trying to smile a little.

"I expect so," I said.  I'd never felt so mortified.

                   *                 *                 *

I quickly left and went to the bathroom then.  There were a few other
guys there.  I peed, then made my way to the shower, and ignoring the
rest of the guys, stripped and began washing.  I could tell that at least
a couple of the other guys were watching me, but by then I just didn't
care.  All I wanted to do was get clean, dry, and get out of there.

Within a couple minutes, I'd washed, dried, and was pulling on my jeans
again.  A couple minutes later, I walked back into our room.

Tyler still looked sorrowful as he looked up at me, as I entered the
room.  I realized then that I was being unfair to him.

"Um... I'm sorry I snapped at you," I said, blushing again.  "It wasn't
your fault I took longer than the amount of time you said you'd be gone."

"Thanks," Tyler said, smiling and looking a little relieved.  "I shoulda
given you more time though I guess."

"Well, ten minutes should be long enough to jack off I suppose!" I said,
still blushing a little.

Tyler snickered and said, "Well, not if you really want to enjoy it!
Christ!  I've gone a good half hour sometimes!"

His dimpled grin was infectious and I couldn't help myself from smiling
in return.  I also couldn't help my dick from starting to stretch out
again at the thought of Tyler taking a whole half hour to slowly,
sensually pleasure himself!

As I pictured him lying in bed, slowly masturbating, using a handful of
lube, and reaching down and fingering his hole with a greasy finger,
Tyler's grin broadened, and his eyes sparkled as he looked warmly at me.
I allowed my smile to widen as well, as my cock began to rise.

"OK!  Ready to go check out the breakfast buffet?" he asked then,deciding
that a topic change might get things back to normal.

"Sure," I said, thankful that he obviously wasn't going to tease me about
what had happened, and also that he'd changed the subject.

As I quickly finished dressing, I tried to think about the day's schedule
in hopes that my hardon would stop forming.  By the time the two of us
left for the dining hall, it had.

Thankfully, Tyler didn't revive discussion about the incident again.
Unfortunately though, just sitting opposite Tyler at the small round
table in the dining room, as we ate our breakfast, gave me my first
opportunity to really study how good looking he was.  This of course
started my penis expanding again.  I could almost see how he might looke
when he was cumming, as he chewed with his mouth closed, breathing
through his nose, so that his nostrils flared slightly every so often.

Curiously, whenever I looked up at Tyler, he seemed to have been looking
at me.  And, whenever he looked up at me, and I quickly looked away.  I
could "feel" him looking at me then.

When we got up from the table.  I had a semi-erection I hoped wasn't
visible.  Automatically, my eyes dropped to Tyler's crotch.  Oddly, I
thought it looked a little lumpy like mine did too!

                   *                *                *


After our breakfast of bacon, eggs, and toast, which was surprisingly
good, everyone had to report to the gymnasium, where they were issuing us
our uniforms.  When we saw them, we were less than excited about having
to wear them.  They were suits!  The pants were a dark gray fabric.  The
shoes were black leather, with black socks.  Shirts were white long
sleeve cotton, with a solid navy neck tie, and matching navy blazer with
the school's logo emblazoned on the pocket.  There were two pair of
pants, 8 pair of socks, and 8 shirts.  Laundry was expected to be done
once a week. I felt like vomiting at the thought of having to wear that
shit for the next four years!

Once we had our uniforms, we had to take them back to our rooms, and
change into them, then report back to the dining hall to get our class
schedules.

Tyler and I made our way back to our room and quickly changed.  We were
both so pre-occupied with hating the uniforms, which we had no choice
about, that I never got a semi when we stripped to our underwear, even
though I did cop a few glances at Tyler's gorgeous body.  His crotch
didn't appear to be bulging either, even though I saw him glancing my way
as well.

We were both so disgusted with the uniforms, we decided then and there,
that when we were alone in our room, we'd wear our regular clothes
instead.  This decision made me happy, and Tyler seemed happier about it
then too.

Shortly, we left our room again and headed back to the dining hall, where
our schedules were being handed out.  As we walked across the campus in
our new uniforms, I was disgusted to admit that as I watched Tyler
walking along next to me, he did look pretty hot in his new blazer!

Our schedules were another disaster!  Tyler and I didn't have ANY classes
together!  I was very disappointed.  Tyler seemed to be too.  We had no
choice though, so we said good-bye, and took off in opposite directions
to our first classes.

                   *                    *                     *

That evening, when we got back to our room, we exchanged notes on our
classes.  Neither of us had enjoyed any of the classes, although we could
tolerate them.  And both of us had met other freshmen, who we hadn't
bumped into before then.

Most of the guys I'd run into were quiet.  I'd managed to strike up a
couple of potential friendships though, and I told Tyler about those
guys.

                    *                   *                      *

One boy who was in two of my classes, looked amazingly like that
light-skinned black boy Corbin Blue from "High School Musical" - the one
with all the curly hair.  I'd actually watched that movie several times
over the summer - mostly because I secretly thought Corbin was good
looking, and it always got me hot and bothered to see him and Zach Efron
topless, or in their basketball shirts.  I especially liked when they
raised their arms and exposed their armpits.  Corbin had really nice hair
in his pits.  Zach did too, even though he didn't have as much as
Corbin.  Just seeing their pit hair though, always got me hard!
As soon as I met this boy who looked just like Corbin - his name was Will
- I couldn't help but wish I'd get to see him naked once!  He was damned
cute, and I figured if I saw him naked - I'd know what Corbin Blue looked
like naked too!  I couldn't stop smiling when he turned up in my gym
class later in the day!  I knew then that eventually, there, I'd get to
see him in all his God-given glory!  Happily, whenever Will looked up and
caught me smiling in his direction, he grinned back too!  It seemed like
he was a nice guy.

             *                    *                      *

There was another very tall, slender boy, who the teacher called Daniel
when he called the roll-call.  Daniel's face and hair looked a lot like
the kid who plays Harry Potter in the movies.  I thought he was really
good looking.  Happily for me, he sat right in front of me in one of my
classes.  He was extremely quiet, in a shy way, although he did say
"you're welcome" when I said "thanks" as he handed some papers that were
being passed out, back to me.  Otherwise though, he seemed to try and not
mix with anyone that much.

I noticed during class, which was boring as hell, that he must've gotten
bored too, because he'd opened a pad of plain white paper, and turned
sideways in his chair and leaned against the wall that was next to our
row.  Then, as we lounged in our chairs, listening to the teacher drone
on, Daniel had started sketching.  Surprisingly, he decided to use a boy
who was sitting next to him, and diagonal to me, as his subject!  I found
it odd that he was drawing a picture of another boy, but... we had no
girls to choose from - so maybe that was the only reason he chose a boy.
Then again... I noticed too that the boy he chose to draw was cute as
hell!  He was much younger looking than the rest of us, and he was very
small and effeminate looking.  I couldn't help wondering if he even had
pubic hair yet.  Of course, this thought caused me to picture the boy
standing naked in front of me, with a small, but pretty penis, with just
a small blotch of short, medium brown, pubic curls sprouting from just
above it.  Otherwise, I imagined him to be smooth skinned, just like a
little boy.  Naturally, thinking these thoughts, caused my cock to spring
into action!  Luckily, I was seated at a desk and could hide it.  Like
me, the small boy's name was Jacob too.  As he called roll, the teacher
had made a point of mentioning how he hated it when he had kids with the
same name in his class.  Luckily for this other Jacob and I, there were
THREE Codys for the teacher to deal with too!  At least we wouldn't be
the only ones he had a problem with!

As I watched Daniel sketching Jacob, I kept looking at Jacob as well.
The entire time I noticed he had a fearful look in his eyes.  I suspected
that because of his small size, and effeminate looks, maybe he hadn't had
an easy time of it in whatever school he came from, and was probably
fearful of a repeat performance at this school - especially since it was
all boys!

When I caught a good glimpse of Daniel's drawing of Jacob when he was
nearly finished with it, I was surprised by how well he'd captured the
fearful look in the boy's eyes!  As I looked up at Jacob, he happened to
be looking my way.  Our eyes locked, and I could see the fear in them.

"Oh baby boy," I thought.  "What's got you so frightened?"

Although I thought I was probably looking benevolently at him, seeing me
looking at him, Jacob nervously and quickly averted his gaze from mine.
I noticed too that his ears had turned red.

Shortly, the bell rang, and everyone jumped up to leave.  Daniel quickly
finished a few last pencil strokes before closing his pad and getting up
to leave.  I'd hung back, wanting to see the finished product, and Daniel
looked surprised to see me standing at my desk yet, as he started to get
up.

Feeling my face warm up slightly, I looked right at Daniel and said,
"That was a great drawing you did of that kid!"

Daniel's face tinged pink, as he got up, but in a slightly dry-sounding
voice he said, "Thanks."

"I'm serious," I said.  "You really got the look of fear he had in his
eyes."

"Thanks," he said again, as he stood fully erect.  He was already a few
inches taller than me.  I wondered how tall he was going to be when he
was full grown!  As I looked down his body and back up, I noticed two
things.  Daniel had huge feet.  And, it almost looked like he had a lump
in his crotch!

"Wonder why he looks so scared?" I said, trying to think of something
else to say, as I looked back up at Daniel's face.

"Oh, He's in my dorm," Daniel said.  "He kinda got attacked in the boys'
room."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah," Daniel said, looking serious.  "You know how there's no stalls
around the toilets?"

I nodded.

"Well," Daniel said.  "He needed to use 'em, but was too embarrassed.  So
a couple of Sophs grabbed him, and another pantsed him."

"That's so mean!" I said.

"Wait!" Daniel said.  "It gets worse!  As they backed him toward the
toilets, another soph who was sitting on one, leaned forward and said
'bend him over and let's see if he's really gotta go!'  Well, the guys
who had him, held him bent forward at the waist, and this freak who's
sittin' on the toilet reaches up and shoves a couple fingers up the kid's
ass!"

"WHAT?" I cried, incredulously.

"They call it 'giving a weasel'," Daniel said.  "I guess they do it to
guys who don't 'conform' to the bathroom rules."

"Oh my God!" I said.  "That poor kid!  What'd he do?"

"Screamed!" Daniel said.  "I expect it hurt like hell.  He looked like it
did!"

"So you saw it happen?" I asked.

"Yeah," Daniel said, looking a little embarrassed.  "I was across the
room, just coming around the corner."

"So... what happened after he screamed?" I asked.

"The assholes laughed, and the one with his fingers up his ass rammed
them in and out of him a few times.  Between screams, Jacob started
sobbing.  It was awful.  A couple of us hollered at them to stop, and
then, a couple seniors walked in.  The one with his fingers up Jacob's
ass ripped them out of him, and the other two dropped him on the floor in
front of the toilet and scattered."

"Oh my God!" I said.

Daniel smiled sardonically then and said, "I kinda liked how the seniors
handled it though."

"What'd they do?" I asked.

His smile widening just a little, he said, "they walked over to the guy
who'd finger-fucked Jacob.  He was still sitting on the toilet.  At
first, I thought maybe they were going to make him stand up and do it to
him too, but it was even better.  They made him hold his hand up - the
one he'd just used on Jacob.  We could all see that his fingers had some
of Jacob's shit on them.  Apparently the kid really did have to go.
Anyway, one of them says to him 'Suck his shit off your fingers!'"

"OH MY GOD!" I cried incredulously.

"I know!" Daniel said, smiling even more.  His eyes were sparkling with
excitement then.

"Did he do it?" I asked.

"Well, he started begging them not to make him do it.  Claimed he was
just trying to get the kid to use the toilet," Daniel said.  "But they
told him he had no right to do that to anyone, and that he was going to
be punished for it.  Either he do what they said to do, or they'd take
him to the head! 'But I'll get expelled!' The kid screamed.  He was
starting to cry himself then.  'Exactly!  So what's it gonna be?  Eating
a little shit, or expulsion?' the senior who told him to eat Jacob's shit
said.  'Please!  That's too nasty to do!  And I can't be expelled!' the
jerk was whining, and tears were running down his face.  'Shoulda thought
of that a little earlier!  Now do it, or we're going to the Head's right
now, while you still have his shit on your fingers!' the other senior
said.  He sounded and looked furious.  The jackass was sobbing by then.
But just as the two seniors went to grab him and rip him off the toilet,
he opens his mouth and puts his shitty fingers in!"

"NO!" I cried.

"YES!" Daniel cried gleefully.  "Right away, he pulled them out, gagging
like he was gonna vomit!  The one senior, the angrier one,  grabbed his
wrist then and pulled his hair back so his mouth would open, then he
jammed his hand back in his mouth and shouted 'Suck it clean you
freak!'"

"OH MY GOD!" I cried, still incredulous.

"I know!" Daniel said.  "It was totally unbelievable!  Anyway, the kid's
crying his eyes out, and gagging like all hell.  Finally, the senior
let's go of him, and his fingers pop out of his mouth, clean as a
whistle!  But wait!  He suddenly looks like he's gonna ralph, and quick
jumps up off the toilet, spins around and bends over and blows his guts
into the toilet!"

"Ewww!" I said, feeling nauseous at the thought of it all - first eating
shit, then vomiting.

"I know, it was gross!" Daniel said, making a face.  "And on top of it,
he never wiped his ass, and when he bent over to throw up, his ass cheeks
split open, and his hole was all shitty and smelly!"

"Oh God!" I said, cringing.  "What happened then?"

"Well," Daniel said.  "The seniors got Jacob up off the floor, pulled his
pants up and took him off to the side.  They were real nice to him and
waited with him til he stopped crying.  He thanked them then.  And they
asked if he was OK.  He said he was but he just wanted to go home.  They
took him out then, and I didn't see him again til this class.  Guess he's
OK now... maybe."

"What happened to the jerk who did it?" I asked.

"He ended up on his knees in front of the toilet, with his shitty ass
sticking out for us all to see.  He finished vomiting, but couldn't stop
wretching.  I almost felt sorry for him - sounded like he was gonna throw
up his intestines!  It was disgusting to watch and listen too, and the
smell was awful too.  I couldn't stand it so I left.  Haven't seen him or
heard what happened afterward." Daniel said.

"Well, he deserved it!" I said.

"I know.  I agree," Daniel said.

"Any idea what happened to the other two that held Jacob down?" I asked.

Daniel smiled and said, "I heard the seniors talking about going and
taking care of them too... although I don't know just what they planned
on doing to them."

I smiled at him and he smiled back.

"By the way, I'm Danny," Daniel said.

"Jake," I replied, holding out my hand.

Danny smiled, clasped my hand, and we shook.

"Nice talkin' to ya, but I think we'll be late if we don't get going!"
Danny said.

"Yeah!" I said looking at my watch.  "Guess I'll see you here, if not
around campus."

"OK," Danny said.

We both gathered up our books and headed quickly out of the classroom,
just at the next class full of students began filing in.

               *                        *                        *

Tyler had a haunted look on his face when I finished my tale about what
had happened to Jacob.

"You OK?" I asked.

Unconvincingly, he nodded at me.

"I know you have issues shitting in public too.  I'm not crazy about it
myself, but what happened to Jacob's not gonna happen to you!  You're way
bigger than him, and I'm sure word's gotten around what happened to the
jerks who hurt Jacob.  Besides, you already used the toilet when you
really had to, so you'll be fine!" I said.

Tyler looked a little less stressed.

"Thanks," He said, smiling weakly at me.

"Sure thing!  Now, did you meet anyone?" I asked, hoping to take his mind
off what happened to Jacob.

"Yeah," Tyler said.

He started telling me then about a couple of boys he'd met.  In
particular, there was one boy he met named Alex, who everyone called "Wee
Man", because he was so short.

"Looks just like a little kid!" Tyler said, grinning.  "He's got short,
almost black hair - wears it in a brush cut.  And his skin's pale, but
he's always got these red cheeks.  He seems cool though.  I guess he's
really into soccer.  Asked me to play with him sometime.  I said I'd
think about it."

I couldn't help noticing that while Tyler was telling me about "wee man"
his crotch appeared to be bulging out.  I also couldn't help wondering
then - could it be possible that Tyler got excited by other boys too?

I didn't have time to think about it very long though, as Tyler had
stopped talking about Alex, and was mentioning that we'd better head over
to the dining hall, as it was almost time to eat.  I was glad it was too
- I was hungry!

                 *                   *                    *

About an hour later, when we got back to our room, my insides had begun
rumbling, and disappointedly, and a little nervously, I realized I needed
to shit!

As I was contemplating whether the bathroom would be emptier if I went
right away, or if I tried to hold off til later, I noticed Tyler looked
upset.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"I knew I shouldn't have had a second burger!" he said, looking
uncomfortable.  "Now I gotta take a dump!"

I couldn't help smiling wryly, as I said, "So do I."

Tyler didn't reply, but just looked miserably at me, as I felt my
intestines bulge uncomfortably for a moment, then suddenly, relax.

"Look!" I said.  "I know how you feel about it.  I do too!  How 'bout we
both just go together right now?  We'll get it over with sooner, without
all the stress over it.  And besides, we've seen each other naked
already.  Christ you've even seen me shitting and jizzing already!  Might
as well see me take another dump - I'm sure it won't be the last time
this year!"

"I guess," Tyler said, turning a little pink-faced.

"Besides!  Remember what happened to that other little kid - Jacob - who
I told you about!" I said.

"Sure makes sense we go together then!" Tyler said suddenly.  "I doubt
they'd try to do that to two of us!"

Realizing that Tyler was considering joining me, and that I'd get to see
him naked again, in just a couple minutes - to my chagrin, I suddenly
felt my cock beginning to buzz with anticipation.  Of course I felt my
face beginning to heat up then too.

"You OK?" Tyler asked, looking closely at me, when I didn't reply.

Turning even redder, I nodded and said, "Just gotta go bad!"

"Me too!" he said, his face cringing a little.  "C'mon.  Let's just do it
- before I change my mind!"

Tyler turned then and stepped over to the door.

"C'mon!" he said, in an urgent tone, as I stood unmoving, when he opened
the door.

Since I really had to go, there was nothing else for me to do.  Quickly,
I followed Tyler.

A minute later, we walked into the boys' room, and happily found only a
couple of seniors sitting next to each other at the close end of the row
of toilets.  Smiling, Tyler headed to the last toilet at the far end of
the row.  I followed him, but stopped three toilets away from him.  I
would've liked to have sat next to him, so I could get a good look at him
as he was getting on and off the toilet, and for some reason, I was even
a little curious to see his expressions as he was shitting.  I don't know
why I wanted to see what he looked like when he was going, unless maybe I
thought it would be similar to how he looked when he had a orgasm.  I was
sure though, that my penis wouldn't cooperate, and would give away my
excitement, so I opted not to sit near Tyler.

I was shocked when as I turned stand in front of my chosen toilet, and
began unbuckling my belt, that Tyler hissed "Jake! Come sit down here
next to me!"

I couldn't believe when I saw he was pointing to the toilet right next to
his.  When I gave him a questioning look, he motioned urgently for me to
move down and sit next to him.  I wondered if he had some problem I
didn't know about, that he might need help with.

As I arrived at the toilet next to Tyler's and looked curiously at him,
he blushed, and said, "I just don't want a stranger coming and sitting
next to me.  It's bad enough it's you!  But a stranger would be worse!"

"Gee thanks!" I said.

"NO!" Tyler cried, as he frantically worked to open his jeans.  "I just
mean I'll be embarrassed as it is to do this in front of you, but it'd be
worse to do it in front of other people."

"Oh!" I said, smiling slightly.  "OK."

Quickly Tyler opened his pants, and shoved them and his boxers down,
fully exposing himself to me.  Glancing down, I noticed that his penis
looked its normal flacid size.  Lucky him!  Maybe if I was as nervous as
he was about it all, I wouldn't be sporting a semi!

As Tyler sank down onto the horseshoe shaped seat of the toilet next to
mine, I quickly opened and shoved my own pants down, and sat down too,
next to him.  As I settled down on my toilet, I noticed that Tyler's
eyes were looking in the direction right where my ass had been as I
pulled my pants down.  I could see in my peripheral vision that he was
aware I might have seen him looking, and he looked embarrassed.

As I continued looking at Tyler out of my peripheral vision, I suddenly
saw him cringe, and a huge, long, loud fart blasted out of his ass, into
the toilet.  It was so loud, the seniors on the other end of the row
looked our way and started snickering.  A moment later, I smelled Tyler's
gas too. Glancing directly at him, I saw he was red-faced, and his eyes
were averted from mine.

As I was about to say something, I began peeing.  Tyler relaxed a little
and finally looked back at me.

"Sorry," He said, lamely.

"For what?" I asked, trying to minimize the noticeability of his
flatulence.

"Like you didn't notice!" Tyler scoffed, looking pointedly at me.

"You don't have to apologize for anything that happens in here!" I said.
"I'm sure I'm gonna blow some good ones too!  And look at the load I blew
out my hole last night in front of everyone.  It was loud and smelly
too!"

"Um... thanks... I guess," Tyler said, turning a little redder, probably
at my intimation that his fart had been smelly, as well as loud.

As I finished peeing, I smiled slightly, as silently my own gas passed
out my anus.  Happily, I never smelled any difference in the odor around
us.

Immediately though, I felt my bowels beginning to move, and I breathed in
deeply and held my breath, as I pushed with my lower abdominal muscles.
I was still looking at Tyler, and he was looking right at me.  It was
almost as if he was studying what I looked like when I was most
vulnerable.

Suddenly I felt Tyler's knee lightly press against mine!  Surprised, I
Looked over at him more directly just in time to see him draw in and hold
his breath as well, as he too began pushing.

Tyler's face turned redder, but his eyes looked commiseratingly at me, as
we both worked at forcing our bowels to empty.

Taking a quick breath, and re-asserting my straining, I never turned away
from Tyler.  He continued looking directly at me too, and our knees
pressed more firmly together, as both of us pushed.

"Mmm" I thought I heard Tyler groan softly.  A second later, I heard a
splash, and his face relaxed.  He even smiled slightly, as his face
turned even redder.

I smiled back at him, as best I could, as I pushed harder for a second.
Then, I too felt relief, as huge cylinder of crap pushed out my hole and
extended down into the toilet bowl.  There was a splash a moment later
from my toilet bowl as well, and I too felt much better, although, like
Tyler, I too felt even more embarrassed that he had witnessed me
defecating again as well.

Suddenly tyler blew another loud fart.  He turned beet red, but I
couldn't help snickering, because it was so loud and resounding.

As Tyler's face burned, I smiled as benevolently as possible and said,
"Bet you feel 100% better now!"

Ruefully, Tyler looked at me and said, "I guess."

We both reached for the toilet paper rolls on the toilet tanks behind us
then.  As I wiped myself several times, surreptitiously examining my used
wads of paper between swipes, to determine if I was clean enough or not,
I noticed Tyler doing the same thing.

After several wipings, I finally reached back and flushed the toilet,
before I got up, so that Tyler wouldn't see my mess in the bowl.
Smiling, Tyler did the same thing.

A moment later, Tyler quickly got up.  When he bent over to pull his
pants up, his ass cheeks parted, and I got a close up look at his dark
red pucker, which was only a mere foot at most from my face.  My cock
began to pulse as I took a good look at it.  Hoping to avoid any
embarrassment, I quickly leaped up and ripped my own pants up and
fastented them as well.

Together then, we stepped over to the sinks and washed our hands.  Just
as we were leaving, a bevy of other boys pushed past us, and all hastened
toward the toilets.

"Damn!" Tyler, said.  "We had good timing!"

Grinning, I said, "Sure did!"

"Guess we'll have to make this our Poop Time!  Huh?" he said.

"You wanta go together from now on?  And you wanta call it our 'Poop
time'???" I asked, grinning incredulously at Tyler as he blushed deeply
again.

"Um... well, there's safety in numbers, and it wasn't awful, so if you
want to we could.  Maybe we can call it our 'shit time' though!" he said,
obviously embarrassed.

Grinning, I snickered and said, "Whatever!"

By then we had reached our room, and gone in.

"I got studying to do," Tyler said.

"Me too," I said.

"I'm gonna get this monkey suit off first though, and put on my jeans and
a 'T'!" Tyler said.

"Good idea!" I agreed.

Quickly then, we both stripped down to our boxers, and then pulled on our
old comfortable jeans, and a T-shirt.

"Much better!" Tyler said, grinning.

"Agreed!" I said.

We both settled down on our respective beds then, and quietly did our
homework.

A couple hours later, neither of us could stop yawning, and I was falling
asleep in my math book.

"I'm as done as I can get!" Tyler said.  "I'm going to brush my teeth,
then I'm going to bed!"

"I'll come with you," I said, snapping my book shut.

We went to the boys' room together again then.  First we stood next to
each other and peed in the urinal.  Then we brushed our teeth.  Tyler wet
his hands and rubbed them all over his face then, and dried his face with
a hand towel I noticed he'd brought with him.  I washed my own face
similarly then, and was going to get some paper towels to dry myself
with, when Tyler held his towel out to me.

"It's wet, but I wasn't really dirty, so you can use it if you want," he
said.

Smiling, I thanked him, then used his soft, albeit somewhat wet, hand
towel to wipe my face dry with.  As I buried my face in it, I breathed in
deeply, and smelled his scent.  This of course caused my dick to lurch in
my boxers again!  quickly, I finished and handed the towel back to him,
thanking him again.

We went back to our room again then, and immediately, Tyler stripped
completely naked.  His penis was longer than its usual flacid length, and
looked a little fatter again.  His face looked flushed as well.  Of
course, I felt my own cock beginning to swell then too.

As I pulled my pants off, I couldn't help but glance at Tyler, and sure
enough, he was surreptitiously trying to get a look at me.  I'm not sure
what made me do it, but I turned to face him then, and pretended to be
busy folding my clothes.  As I did, Tyler's head turned toward me, and I
saw him take a good long look at my cock, which to my chagrin, flexed a
couple times.  Tyler's eyes widened, and then he looked up at me.  His
face turned purple, when he saw I'd seen him checking me out.  Out of the
corner of my eye, I saw his cock, which was getting steadily harder, flex
slightly too.

I just snickered a little, as he quickly dove into his bed.  Quickly I
jumped into my own bed too.

"Don't sweat it," I said, as I looked over at him, and saw he was still
very embarrassed for having been so blatantly checking me out.  "My uncle
says it's normal for guys to be curious about each other!"

"I know," Tyler replied in a stilted tone.  "Kenny says that too.
Still.... um... I'm sorry."

"It's OK," I said, smiling.  "You can look if you want."

Tyler looked at me then, and smiled slightly in return, and said
"Thanks.  You can too."

My smile broadened into a grin, then his did too.

I reached over then and turned off the light on the stand between our
beds.

"G'night," I said.

"G'night," Tyler replied.

As tired as I was, my mind was whirling over Tyler's and my mutual
curiosity over each other's bodies.  As much as I never allowed myself to
completely accept the fact that seeing other guys' bodies excited me, it
was now obvious to me that Tyler also became excited by seeing other
guys' bodies.  Did that mean he was suffering from the same thoughts and
desires as I was?

Of course the more I thought about it, the more my mind zeroed in on the
images in my brain of Tyler's genitals, or his ass, and even the look on
his face just as he was straining and finally pushed a piece of shit out
of his body!  And of course, as I thought about these images of Tyler, my
dick stiffened fully.  All I could think of then was the desire to toss
my blankets off, dig in my bag for my bottle of hand lotion, and give
myself a good time.  Of course with Tyler laying in his bed only a few
feet away, I couldn't do that.  All I could do was surreptitiously snake
my hand down to my crotch, under the covers, and hold and gently massage
and knead my hard tool.

I couldn't even gently jack off, as if I did, I'd end up having to sleep
in a mess of jism, and possibly have to explain the cum stains to Tyler
in the morning, if he saw them!  So I lay quietly, holding my penis,
squeezing, and kneading it for some time, becoming more and more
frustrated, as I wished desperately for some sign that Tyler might have
fallen asleep.  The more I wished, the more restless Tyler seemed to
become though.  Just as I thought MAYBE he'd fallen asleep, he'd sigh
softly and toss over onto his side.

Finally, after about a half hour, I heard soft snoring begin eminating
from Tyler's bed.  As I heard this, my heartbeat became quicker, and a
warm excitement spread through me.  My body felt like it was humming, as
my cock flexed stiffly.

Quietly, I reached for the Kleenex box, and as softly as possible, pulled
a few from it.  Then, since Tyler was facing away from me, I silently
lifted the covers off myself, and folded them down, exposing my naked
body from the knees up.  Since I couldn't really reach my bag, and I was
so worked up as it was, I just quickly spread a single tissue on my
belly, wrapped my fist around my dick and began to masturbate.

Instantly, but only momentarily, I felt relief - relief that finally I
was able to work on my stiff knob, and give myself some relief.

Quickly, but silently, I began to pump my hand up and down my stiff rod.
Instantly I began to feel my orgasm forming.

As I pumped my cock, I listened to Tyler's breathing.  He was still
snoring.  An image of him standing naked, trying to hide his hardon from
me, flashed through my mind, and I felt my excitement build even more.

As I deftly beat off without making a sound, cupping my scrotum in my
left hand, I found it hard to breath quietly.  I was so excited, and was
expending so much energy, I needed to breath heavily.  I couldn't though,
in case I woke Tyler!   My forced shallow breathing, and the way I was
tensing up my body, to prevent the bed springs from squeaking, mixed with
images of Tyler's nude body, all caused my orgasm to build faster, and
more furiously that ever!

A few seconds later, I felt my semen beginning to churn, and the pleasure
began to build up faster than ever inside me!  I doubled my pace, and
stiffened my back and legs.  I couldn't help myself from breathing just a
little harder.

Suddenly, I felt my orgasm about to peak.  It felt so great, I tried to
hold off as long as I could!

Then, suddenly it was too late!  My lower abdomen pulled in slightly,
then With a nearly inaudible gasp, my body exploded, shooting a river of
semen arcing through the air.  To my disgust, it landed on the side of my
face, and some of it got in my hair, and ear, as the bulk of it dribbled
onto the pillow next to my head!

I didn't have time to contemplate the mess I was making, as my body
tensed, and with a tiny gasp, I shot another load of cum!  It landed on
my throat and trickeled down the side of my neck!

A couple more pumps of my hand, and breathing out strongly through my
nostrils, I shot a long thick rope that landed dead center in the middle
of my chest.

I continued pumping my cock, and shot a couple more loads, before, laying
still and relaxing my body, as I slowed my hand down.  A couple seconds
later, I spasmed again, and a large glob of cum oozed out my piss slit
and dribbled down over my thumb.  It was the only bit of my cum that
landed on the Kleenex I'd strategically laid on my lower abdomen.  All
the rest of my spunk had made a complete mess of my body, pillow, and
lower bed sheet!  My body finally felt relieved, and at peace though!  I
quickly wiped up all the sperm I could find on myself, my pillow, and the
mattress, then wadded up the tissues, and shoved them under my pillow,
flipped over, and settled down.  Within seconds I fell asleep.

As I masturbated and later cleaned myself up, I failed to realize that
Tyler's snoring had ceased!

Unbeknownst to me, in his bed, Tyler lay awake, listening, as my orgasm
ended.  Apparently he hadn't been as soundly asleep as I'd thought, and
had woken with my first, somewhat uncontrollable, louder gasp.  As he'd
laid listening to me masturbating, his own penis had hardened, and a
smile had spread on his face.  Shortly after I fell asleep, Tyler
silently slid a sock out from under his pillow.  He'd placed it there
earlier, for just such an occasion.  Reaching down, he slid it over his
hardon, then wrapped his hand around it, as it covered his cock, and
gently began sliding his hand up and down.

Within seconds, as Tyler replayed in his mind, the sounds I'd made while
mastubating, his own orgasm quickly built up, and moments later, as he
continued pumping his penis, he too gasped nearly inaudbibly, and began
filling his sock with his love juice!  Tyler continued working on
himself, until he'd spasmed 6 or 7 times, cumming each time, saturating
his sock.  Finally, he slowed his hand down, but continued stroking his
dick, until his body twitched uncontrollably for a second, and a last bit
of cum oozed from his penis.  Then, smiling, he stopped jacking off, and
slowly slid his wet sock off his already deflating cock, wiping it dry as
he did.

"Ew!" he murmured, as he felt how wet his sock was.

Smiling again though over the warm relieved feeling he was experiencing,
he wadded it up and stuffed it down between the bed and the wall, til it
fell to the floor.  He rolled onto his stomach then, and within seconds,
he too was asleep.

                *                  *                   *

The next morning, when I woke up, I had to piss like a race horse.  That
was always how I woke up the next morning after having jacked off in
bed.  Of course, I was hard as a rock as well!

As I laid there contemplating getting up and throwing on my jeans to run
to the bathroom, Tyler stirred, and woke up as well.

He lifted his head and looked over at me dazedly for a moment.  When he
saw I was awake, he grinned groggily and in a thick voice said,
"Mornin'!"

"Mmmm!" I murmured in answer.

Tyler snickered, then cleared his throat.  In his normal voice he said,
"Shit!  I gotta leak bad!"

"Me too!" I said.

"What are you waitin' for?" he asked.

"Well, I was gonna get up and go, but then you woke up," I said.

"And that's a problem why?" Tyler asked.

Rolling onto my back, I let my dick hold up the blankets, and looked
pointedly down at the tent my hardon was making.

Again, Tyler snickered.  He quickly rolled over onto his back and a tent
appeared under his blankets too, in the vacinity of his cock.

I couldn't help chuckling then too.

"Well..." Tyler said, looking a little dubiously at me.  "Guess you get
to see me with full wood!  I can't wait for it to go down!"

With that, he tossed his covers back, fully exposing his nakedness.  His
dick, which had been stuck under the blankets, flopped down against his
lower abdomen, pointing up at his navel.  I couldn't believe how big it
looked!  I also couldn't help my own dick from flexing with excitement.

As Tyler got up, his penis fell forward and stuck out straight in front
of him.  He looked at me, expectantly, and I realized he was waiting for
me to expose myself and get up too.

He smiled at me, as I felt myself blushing.

I had no choice then, so I shoved the blankets down and exposed myself.
As I got up, Tyler started to snicker again.

"I didn't laugh at you!" I cried, blushing deeper, and looking down to
see if there was a reason he was laughing at me.

I went beet red then, as I saw a piece of dried Kleenex stuck to the tip
of my dick.

"That's cause I don't have cum Kleenex stuck to my cock!" he cried, and
he broke into full laughter.

I never felt so mortified.

"Oh stop looking so embarrassed!" Tyler said, finally.  "You weren't the
only one who jacked in bed last night!  I woke up and felt the need and
used a sock myself!"

Looking over at his bed, I noticed his sock laying under it.

"I never thought to use a sock!" I said, figuring I couldn't get anymore
embarrassed than I already was.

"Well, you don't get tissue stuck to your cock if you do!" he said,
looking wisely at me.  "Kenny taught me that - after I had a similar
experience to your's!"

"What do you mean?" I asked, uncertain what he was talking about.

"Kenny noticed some dried tissue stuck to my dick once, just like it was
to your's, and he told me about using a sock to be neat when you're in
bed and can't do a thorough cleanup!" Tyler said.  "Anyway, c'mon man,
get your pants on, and let's go pee and shower already!"

Smiling, and feeling better that he wasn't making fun of me over my
predicament, I quickly grabbed my jeans and pulled them on, as he did the
same.

Together then, we dashed down the hall to the bathroom, where we both
stood at urinals together, taking our time to let our piss gently flow
through our morning wood.  When we were finished, both of us had gone
flacid.

"OK," Tyler said.  "I'm gonna shower!"

"Me too," I said.

Tyler grinned at me and headed for the showers then.

               *                     *                    *

Happily, when we arrived at the communal shower room, slipped off our
pants, and went in, we found it was nearly empty.  Only two seniors, were
showering together at one end of it.  I couldn't help noticing that both
of the older boys were nearly fully erect, and that their crotches were
all soapy.  I wondered if maybe they'd been masturbating together, and
stopped when we walked in.  I also noticed that Tyler had noticed as
well.  As we headed to the far side of the shower room, he grinned at me
and waggled his eyebrows.  Dropping my eyes, I also noticed that his
penis was starting to stiffen up again, as was mine!  When I looked up, I
caught him looking down at my crotch as well.  Just then, he looked up
and momentarily, he looked embarrassed.  I guess I did too.  Suddenly
though, he smiled shyly, and I couldn't help smiling back at him.

As we stepped over to the end wall, and turned on the showers and
adjusted the temperature and spray, the two seniors must've finished up,
because when I glanced back behind me, they were gone.  Tyler and I were
all alone in the shower room!

Tyler grinned as he turned around and realized we were alone too.
Quickly he stepped under the strong stream of water.  I was surprised a
few seconds later, when he tilted his head upward, and let his mouth fill
with water.  Just as I was thinking how disgusting drinking from a
showerhead was, I was more shocked when he suddenly looked at me
forcefully sprayed his mouthful of water all over me!

"You Asshole!" I cried, as he burst into uproarious laughter.

I couldn't help smiling, as I stepped under my own showerhead and tilted
my own head back to fill my mouth with water too, so I could get him
back.

By the time I'd filled my mouth though, he'd moved closer to me.  As I
tilted my head backward, he leaped suddenly behind me, and I felt his
hands smack into both my cheeks, forcing the water in my mouth to spray
out harmlessly against the shower wall.

As I spluttered and tried to stop Tyler though, I took one step backward,
and was surprised to bump right into him.  I was more surprised though
wne I suddenly felt his semi-erect penis press up against my ass crack!

Instantly I was more aroused than I'd been in a long time.  My cock
sprang forward, and I felt it throbbing into a hardon.

Tyler snickered then as he backed away from me and said, "Well, if you
want it that bad, bend over!"

"What?" I cried.

"If you want my dick up your ass so bad, bend over!" Tyler repeated,
chuckling.

"It was just an accident!" I cried indignantly.  "If you hadn't attacked
me like that, it wouldn't have happened!"

Tyler snickered and said, "Shouldn't'a tried to get me back!" as he
stepped back over under his own showerhead.

"I'm supposed to just let you drown me with your spit then?" I cried,
looking over incredulously at him.

Still snickering, Tyler grinned a toothy grin and said, "works for me!"

I noticed his eyes travel downward then, toward my hips, and saw his
smile broaden slightly, when he saw my almost full hardon.

"Knew you liked my dick rubbin' your butt!" he teased, grinning hugely at
me.

I felt a mixture of mortification, self-pity, and annoyance wash over me
then, as Tyler just stared at me grinning, while he began soaping up his
body.

"Don't go gettin' mad at me - I'm just bustin' on ya!" he said finally,
realizing I was upset.

The fact was, I was feeling a conglomeration of mixed feelings.  I was
embarrassed that Tyler had seen that my dick was almost fully hard -
especially since he knew the only reason it would be, was because his
dick had pressed against me.  I was getting pissed off at him for teasing
me.  But mostly, I was pissed off at myself, because my dick wouldn't go
down!  It wouldn't go down because I was so aroused by how sensual it had
felt when Tyler's penis pressed right into my crack, and I wished he was
still standing behind me, holding it there yet!

As I thought all these thoughts, I wasn't paying full attention to what
Tyler was up to.  When I snapped to, he was standing facing me, his body
covered with soap, and a huge grin on his face as he slid his soapy hand
up and down his then fully hard cock!

My own cock lurched to full hardness then, as I stared incredulously at
Tyler as he stood with his hips thrust out toward me, masturbating!

"Didn't want you to feel all alone with that big boner of your's!" he
said, grinning.  Again, he burst into infectuous laughter.

I didn't know what to think, or how to react, til he looked at me more
seriously and said, "Now's your chance, before someone comes in, if you
wanta give yourself a quick rub!"

He was smiling yet, but not just in a teasing way.  His nostrils were
flaring as well, and I realized he was genuinely aroused by what he was
doing to himself.  Jokingly or not, Tyler was actually masturbating in
front of me!

My cock stiffened rigidly, then relaxed slightly, as I felt my own level
of arousal heighten.

"Oh come on!  You're not gonna leave me doing this alone in front of you
are you?" he cried softly a moment later, as I just stood staring at him
in disbelief.  He looked a little embarrassed and even like his feelings
were hurt.  His hands continued working on his genital though.

Not sure what to do, but realizing he really wanted me to join him, I
grabbed my bar of soap and began lathering my own cock and balls up.  His
grin returned then, as I put my soap down and wrapped my right hand
around my cock like his was, and began sliding it up and down.  I grabbed
my balls with my left hand then too, and began kneading them, similarly
to how he was working on his.

Tyler grinned and nodded approval at me, as we stood facing each other,
masturbating and watching each other for a minute.  As we did, Tyler's
grin faded, and was replaced by a serious, aroused look, and he was
stroking his hand up and down his soapy cock in a way that looked like he
was planning on finishing what he'd started with himself.

Quickly I glanced behind me, and saw we were still alone.  I didn't hear
anyone in the changing room either.  Looking back at Tyler, who was still
pumping away on himself, I began pounding my hand more quickly up and
down my own tool.

"S-so you planning to go all the way?" I asked, unable not to voice my
burning question.

"Dunno," He said, his nostrils flaring, as his hand continued pumping.
"You?"

I shrugged, not knowing how to respond.

After a couple seconds, Tyler said, "How 'bout we face into our own
corners to finish?"

"'K," I said, unable to believe I was going to jack to an orgasm in a
public shower.

Quickly, without stopping his hand action, Tyler, turned and tottered
left and right on his feet, til he was facing into the corner next to his
showerhead.

I did the same, and when I got there sped up even more.  I could feel my
orgasm building by then, and just wished we were still standing, looking
at each other.  I so wanted to watch Tyler getting off!

Quickly I snapped my head back and looked at Tyler.  He was looking at me
when I did.

"No peeking!" he said.  He looked even more aroused than he had.

"Well, you're looking too!" I complained.

Just then Tyler, who was still looking at me, gasped, and his face
contorted, as his head swung back, so he was facing the corner and
looking down.  In my peripheral vision, I saw his buttocks squeeze tight,
and then relax, as a huge glob of semen shot into the corner and hit the
wall.

Seeing Tyler cumming ignited my own orgasm.  I gave myself another couple
swift strokes, and I felt my own explosion wash over me.  As I heard
Tyler gasping again, I too gasped, and pumped a wad of jism into my own
corner.

Together, yet separately, facing into our own corners, the two of us
continued pleasuring ourselves, as our bodies spasmed several times,
causing us to both ejaculate copius amounts of cum all over the corners
where the shower walls met.

After several seconds, my spasms ended, and although I felt weak-kneed, I
felt much better.  As I backed out of my corner of the shower room, my
body felt like it was glowing.  Tyler too was backing up, under his
showerhead.  In his corner, I saw several long thick steaks of semen
stuck to the tile wall.  He blushed a little when he saw me looking at
it, but then looked at my corner of the shower.

"Nice load!" he said, smiling then, his ears very red yet.

"You too!" I said, my own ears feeling hot.

"We better hurry up now!" he said.

"Yeah," I agreed.

Quickly then, we both washed up and rinsed off.  Just as we headed out of
the shower room, a couple of upperclassmen entered it and headed for the
showerheads we'd just vacated.

As we were about to walk out into the changing room, one of them hollered
sharply "HEY!"

We both stopped and looked back at him.

"If you're gonna whack off in here - wash the walls down afterward!" he
sneered at us.

Instantly I felt my face flush.  Tyler turned red in the face as well.
Neither of us knew what to say.  Finally Tyler said, in a quiet voice,
"Sorry."

"Just don't let it happen again!" the older boy snapped, as he reached up
and directed the shower spray into the corner.  His friend did the same
to the cum I'd sprayed on the walls in my corner too.

Quickly we dashed out, found our towels, dried off, dressed and ran back
to our room.

                   *                    *                    *

As soon as we got back into our room, we changed into our uniforms.

"I didn't think you'd go through with it!  You're OK Jake!" he said,
chuckling, as he finished dressing.

"Um... thanks... I guess.  But why didn't you think I'd do it?" I asked.

"You don't seem the type," He said.

"Well... I've never done that in front of anyone else before!" I said.

"I figured that.  My brother's walked in on my several times though - so
I kinda am used to it!" Tyler said.  I was a little surprised to hear
that.

"Well... I'm not so sure we should do that again.  We almost got caught!"
I said.

"I know," Tyler said.  "But that guy didn't sound upset that we'd
wanked.  He just sounded upset we forgot to get rid of the evidence!"

"I guess," I said.

Tyler sighed softly then and said, "I think maybe you're right though.
We really need to work out a schedule when we can each use the room
alone!"

"Agreed!" I said.

Tyler grinned at me then and said, "So when's your free period?"

We compared schedules then and found we each had different free periods.
Mine was one period after his.

"So I'll use the room during my free period, and you use it during
your's!" Tyler said.

"And we can meet each other for a few minutes at change of periods!" I
added.

"Sounds good," Tyler said.  He looked thoughtful then and added, "And
actually, once we're in bed, if we want, we can each take a sock to bed
with us, and well... it'll be dark, and it won't be any different than
doing it in the shower room together!"

I grinned and said, "You sure are a horny bastard, aren't you?"

"And you're not?" he asked, feigning surprise.

I couldn't help grinning even wider, as I gave up and nodded.

Tyler laughed heartily then, and I joined in.

"I think we're gonna be good roommates!" he said, smiling brightly.

"Me too," I agreed, smiling in return.

My smile faded then, as I thought of something.

"So... if you're OK with jacking in front of me... well, at least in the
beginning... how come you don't want to take a shit in front of me?" I
asked.

"Well..." He said, looking embarrassed again.  "I actually didn't think
we'd go all the way like that.  I was just fooling around.  Don't get me
wrong - I'm glad you joined me, cause there was no way I could stop.  And
it'd have been real embarrassing to be standing there cumming all alone!
Besides, shitting's different than jacking!  It's dirtier, and smellier,
and you look funny doing it!"

"I look funny taking a shit?"  I asked, surprised.

"NO!" Tyler cried.  "Well... actually yes, you do - but - so do I - we
all do!"

I chuckled as I recalled the look on Tyler's face as he defecated in
front of me.

"What?" he cried, self-consciously.

"Nothing really," I said, still chuckling.  "It's just that when you're
shitting, you look the same as you do when you're cumming!"

"I do?" Tyler asked, looking horrified.

Grinning, I said.  "Yeah, but Ty - you don't look bad doing it - fact is,
you look kinda cute when you're shitting, just like when you're cumming."

"You think I look cute when I'm shoving a brick of shit out my ass, or
blowing my load?" Tyler asked, suddenly looking critically down the
bridge of his nose at me.  "Something you wanta share with me?"

"NO!" I cried, suddenly embarrassed as hell.

Tyler was laughing then.

"Don't sweat it," he said.  "I get what you mean.  Just don't know as I'd
call it cute.  But you look... um... 'cool!' when you're dumping and
cumming too!"

I couldn't help grinning then, and Tyler grinned back.  I saw his eyes
dart downward toward my crotch thought for a split second.  He looked
embarrassed again when he looked up, so I looked pointedly at his crotch
too.  It looked lumpy to me, just like mine felt.

"We better go," he said, then.  I thought maybe he was trying to change
the subject, but when I looked at the clock, I realized he was right - we
were gonna be late for first period, unless we left right away!

		*                    *                   *

From then on, each day, Tyler used the room during third period.  I used
it during fourth period.  And if either of us got horny in the evening,
one of us politely vacated for 15 minutes.  Quietly too, most nights we
each took a sock to bed, and as silently as possible, we would
'privately' masturbate.

And so, Tyler and I settled into a comfortable co-existence, and started
becoming good friends...

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