Date: Mon, 27 Jul 2015 01:04:21 +0000 (UTC) From: Sargon Bighorn <sargon_bighorn@yahoo.com> Subject: All Boys Private School -10 PLEASE consider making a donation to NIFTY.org. Authors are writing for your pleasure, your intense pleasure. Pleasure Nifty back with a contribution. Thank You! This is a work of fiction and is not based in reality. All Boys Private School Part 10 Male Physiology 301 In Class Practical Exam My name is Brent. I'm your typical athletic 16 year old. I'm 5'9" 155 brown hair, hazel eyes. Lean muscled because I work out and like the look. My third year in an all male private high school is great. It's not that I am huge; it's that I am fit, active and involved. At 16 life is great. I live with my Dad and enjoy everyday. Mr. Hardwood our Male Physiology teacher had taught us stimulation techniques that would bring any man to a roaring orgasm in a short time, but he had instructed us never to rush things. To always prolong the stimulation. To always make sure the pleasure is intense; the orgasm would be the same. So now we were told that tomorrow we would have a practical, a test of our skills, in class no less. Everything we had learned, glans stimulation, anal stimulation, scrotum and frenulum stimulation, all of it would be tested. The goal was to prolong the stimulation. How this was to be done was not clear, but when we came into class the next day things began to unfold. As we entered the class room, along the back of the room was a temporary wall with four oval holes of about 4 inches in length and three in width, placed about 40 inches up from the floor. Everyone entered the classroom and took their seat facing Mr. Hardwood our teacher. Mr. Hardwood was a looker. Well built and firm. Nice on the eyes. "Morning guys. Today as you know we're having a practical exam of the stimulation techniques you've been practicing at home on your Dad or male family member. Today you will all be tested on the techniques of cock stimulation. We have all class period for the test each of you will have plenty of time to show me what you know." Mr. Hardwood walked to the back of the room where the holes in the plywood wall were and said, "Okay gentlemen, the test is about to begin." At that point four beautiful cocks appeared in the holes. It then dawned on me that these were Glory holes and our test would consist of showing our techniques on the cocks presented. "Class you will notice that four nice cocks are now on display. Over the past several days I have contacted your male family members and asked for volunteers for today's practical exam. I am happy to report that I had many volunteers. All of you will be able to finish the test today." "The volunteers won't know who is practicing on them; they will only be able to respond to your stimulation techniques. Your goal will be to keep them on the edge of orgasm. I will be watching you and you will be graded on how well you do. Stimulation to orgasm will not result in points lost, but the longer the volunteer can be kept hard and pulsing, the more of your class mates can show me what they know as well. I will consider giving extra credit if the volunteer's orgasm is powerful, shows a good amount of cum, and how far it shoots. All this shows the level of the volunteer's intense stimulation." The class was eager to begin. Mr. Hardwood continued, "Use every technique you can, every touch of your hands and lips and mouth will be important. Stimulation of the prostate is allowed as well. You all have a small container of lube on your desk, feel free to use it." "What you will do is move from cock to cock, spending 3 minutes on each cock, using what ever stimulation technique you want when you want. Should orgasm result, again I will consider giving extra credit, but again the goal is stimulation of the cock for as long as possible with out inducing an orgasm. I'll be watching and scoring you." As Mr. Hardwood talked I noticed a bulge in his pants and a wet spot growing in front. He was looking at the four cocks in the glory holes and had a smile on his face. "Alright class, I've randomly selected the order for this test, as your name is called proceed to the cock on the far left. When you hear the chime, begin your practical exam. When the chime sounds again, move to the next cock and so on until you have reached the last cock at which time you are to take your seat when you hear the chime sound. You will each be stimulating four cocks, three minutes per cock. Any questions?" Tom Jacking asked, 'what happens when a cock cums?" The class laughed, some one yelled, "You get spunk up your nose and in your eye. Watch out." More laughter erupted. "Alright guys, enough." Mr. Hardwood said. "I've got that all covered. When a volunteer has an orgasm, if he wishes, he can keep his cock in the glory hole and enjoy more stimulation. Or he may allow another volunteer to take his place. There are enough volunteers behind the wall so that everyone will have ample opportunity to show me their skills." "Let's begin" Mr. Hardwood said and called the first four names, "Tom, Sam, Marcus, Brent, please begin." Tom you will start first, after three minutes move to the second cock. Sam when Tom moves, you go to the first cock. When the chime sounds again, Tom and Sam move over to their respective volunteers' cocks and Marcus you go to the first cock. When the chime sounds again, all four of you will be working on a cock. The first cock will have had intensive stimulation for about 9 minutes. Be aware of how you deal with that. A stimulated cock can and will orgasm at any time." He then called all the other names, so boys could be ready to start taking the test when the chime sounded. With that we all moved to the back of the room where the four cocks hung from the holes in the make shift wall. Tom was first, the chime sounded and he moved to the first cock. The class watched as Tom took the cock gently in one hand and placed his lips on the glans, the cock pulsed. Tom began his test. With practiced skills he quickly had the cock raging hard and pulsing. His fingers played along the now hard shaft, one hand cupping the balls the other stroking the shaft with slow firm movements. After two minutes it was easy to see the precum flow with each upward stroke. The man on the other side of the wall moaned in pleasure and something inside me stirred awake. Tom was skilled and would probably ace the test. The volunteer on the other side of the wall moaned constantly as Tom's skills were demonstrated for all to see. When Tom's fingers swirled around the swollen glans, the cock would thrust forward, balls hanging down, and then pulling up as waves of pleasure stimulated the volunteer. The chime sounded and Tom moved to the next cock. Sam then moved to the first cock, Tom was starting to stimulate the second cock. Both of them were great to watch. The first cock, already hard, was easy for Sam to work on. Sam placed his mouth over the glans and it was clear from the moans coming from the other side of the wall that his tongue was making swirling movements across the glans. At the same time he was gently squeezing and pulling on the balls of the volunteer. Tom was focusing his attention on the underside of the throbbing second cock which was in his hand. He was using a two finger technique to gently stimulate the frenulum. Quick two fingered strokes just on the underside of the cock head. When the hard cock in his hand would pulse, a drop of precum would drip from the head. Both men being stimulated were softly moaning now, no doubt the other two men in positions three and four could hear it, and could see the looks of ecstasy on their faces as my class mates worked their cocks to frenzied heights of pleasure. Cocks three and four were swelling, growing, and pulsing with each moan of the other men. It was all great to watch. Mr. Hardwood was so focused he did not notice the wet spot on his pants getting bigger; the bulge in the front of his pants was huge. The chime sounded and Marcus moved to the first cock, Sam to the second, and Tom to the third. The moaning from three men having their cocks stimulated was amazing. Knowing they were being held on the edge of orgasm made this exam all that more fun. All the boys waiting in line were silent and watching the scene. I too was captivated, and the moans from the guy, whose cock was first in the line of four, really had me excited. It was something about his moans that spoke to me. The chime sounded and I moved to the first cock, the other guys moved one over. Tom was now at the last cock of the four. Four hard cocks, four guys stimulating the cocks, this was a test I could take every day. When I got up close to the first cock it was hard as a rock, a drop of precum would show at the head every time it throbbed and pulsed, and it was thick and long. It looked familiar. "I know this cock" I said to my self as I placed my lips on the glans and gave a gentle squeeze. Immediately I felt the cock throb and as expected a drop of precum flowed on to my tongue. "I know that throb, that precum is familiar." As I began my stimulation techniques I heard the moans from the other side of the wall. "Yeah I know that moan, this is my Dad!" That was all the encouragement I needed to buckle down and focus. I knew how to bring Dad to a raging orgasm and I thought, "let Mr. Hardwood see me in action." All the extra credit I could get, from stimulating my Dad's cock was good enough for me. Besides this was my Dad, I enjoyed seeing him have an orgasm. Time was limited so I had to work fast. But I also knew that my Dad's cock had been stroked, sucked, tickled, played with, and stimulated for the past 9 minutes. He was ready to explode at any minute. I wanted to keep Dad on the edge of orgasm, but I also wanted him to experience the best orgasm of this semester. Dad did not know who was stimulating his cock; all he knew was that soon he would erupt in a blast of hot male cum! I would be there to help make it happen. As we were allowed to bring some lube, I put some on the finger of my right hand, gently moved my finger along the underside of his balls and slowly inserted my finger into my Dad's but. His moan made the other students gasp and whisper. Now I was ready to make my Dad cum, and hopefully get a few extra credit points for the effort. As my finger gently applied pressure to my Dad's prostate, my tongue swirled long the head of his cock. Having one hand stimulating his prostate, the other held his cock while my mouth and tongue moved first down his cock shaft, then right up to the tip of his cock. Each slow movement ending with my tongue making a few slow swirls around the glans. "Ohhh oh man that's good" was what we all heard from the other side of the wall. In fact all four men were moaning their pleasure, all four cocks were now throbbing rock hard pieces of man meat ready to cum. I knew I did not have much time. With the thumb and finger of my left hand I made a ring a circle, my finger still stimulating his prostate I moved my fingers in the ring shape quickly just up and down his cock head, ending just below the flare of the cock's head. Then back up to the top where I swirled my tongue along the glans as my fingers in a ring paused at that sensitive spot. My hand made these fast, short strokes, my tongue licked the tip of the cock, and my finger gently applied pressure to the prostate. Up down, up down just on the glans, the waves of pleasure flowing from his cock to his body was clear, his moans were getting louder and more frequent. The volunteer, my Dad, who had no idea who was doing this to him, was moaning constantly now, his cock was pushing hard against the wall, and his precum was flowing with each throb of his cock. "Oh God yeah don't stop, yeah man stroke me!" moaned the man on the other side of the wall. Just as my tongue was swirling around the engorged and swollen head of my Dad's cock, his cock went super hard, the head appeared to swell and rope after rope of white cum flew onto my tongue, my cheeks, my chin and my mouth. "Uggghhh Ahh Man yeah Oh god!" Dad softly yelled as every ounce of energy was focused into his orgasm. Blast after blast of white cum flew, each one preceded by his cock becoming rock hard and the bottom of his cock swelling and pulsing as cum filled it and was pushed out the head. Each blast hot on my face, each white rope speaking of intense pleasure. It seemed to go on for minutes. Hot man milk issued from my Dad's cock as I continued to swirl my tongue on the glans and stroke the head with my fingers. Finally his pulses stopped and his cock was still. The three guys in front of me all stopped to watch, as unknown to them, my Dad's cock had an explosive orgasm, on my face! Mr. Hardwood was taking frantic notes, his hard cock straining against the front of his pants, beads of sweat running down his face. The chime sounded and Tom left to take his seat. Sam, moved to the last cock, Marcus moved to the third, I moved to the second, and when a new cock, already hard, appeared in the first glory hole, a new student moved to it, eager to stimulate it for all he was worth. And so it went that day. I moved to all four cocks, each one a joy to stimulate, each one rock hard and eager to shoot spunk. Yes other volunteers had explosive orgasms. Yes extra credit was earned. One in particular shot three blasts of cum about two feet from the wall. The cock was particularly large and uncut, not that that had anything to do with the orgasm. I knew the student that brought that cock to orgasm was sure to get extra credit. When everyone had taken the practical exam, Mr. Hardwood made this amazing invitation, "Any volunteer that wishes, may again enjoy intense stimulation, put your cock through the glory hole and enjoy. Any student wanting to try for extra credit may proceed to the wall show me your skills." With that four raging hard cocks appeared in the four holes, and guys moved to the cocks. As a cock would orgasm, a new one would appear and another student would begin to stimulate that cock. The moaning, the bucking, the spunk flying that day was one for the record books. I'm not sure if my Dad got his cock sucked again, I suspect it did, but I know every father was proud that day as the entire class passed the practical test we found out later. Many of us gained extra credit. All in all the semester was a blast. At home that evening Dad had a radiant glow about him, a satisfied look, a clam demeanor. He was happy and affectionate. I like my Dad, he's the best.