Date: Sun, 7 Feb 2010 14:31:38 -0800 (PST)
From: Sargon Bighorn <sargon_bighorn@yahoo.com>
Subject: All Boys Private School Part 8

This is a work of fiction and is not based in reality.

All Boys Private School

Part 8

New School-Year Event Dinner



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.

The new school year was beginning and as planned there was the Father - Son
banquet to attend after the first week of school.  It wasn't a "Prom" sort
of event, it was more like an event to meet the teachers and class mates,
and joke and laugh at the first year students.  Fathers or Male family
members met each other and the teachers.  Students hung out and told dumb
jokes.  I could hardly wait.

The event was starting at 8pm and it was a formal event.  Not black tie
just a nice shirt and tie, and dinner jacket.  In a way it was good to know
how to dress up once in a while.

Dad had showered and shaved, I showered and got dressed after.  Dad was
sitting down stairs sipping a cocktail when I came down stairs announcing I
was ready to head to the event.

"Okay Dad I'm dressed, let's head over to the school and have some fun."

Dad slammed back his cocktail, "Yup let's get going Brent.  It will be good
to talk with your teachers.  I sure like Mr. Hardwood and Coach Long.  They
are such nice guys."  Dad said as he grabbed the cars keys and we headed
out the door.

The school parking lot was full.  Men in nice suits where getting out of
cars, others were walking toward the school auditorium where banquet tables
had been set out with white linen and nice silverware.

The auditorium was decorated in a masculine sort of way.  Large banners
with the school Crest hung at both ends of the large room.

Wow I thought there are some handsome men here tonight.  And there were
plenty.  Even though each man was different, they all carried themselves
well and showed a level of self respect that translated into "attractive".

"Dad I think we have seating assignments.  Maybe you should find out were
we're sitting.  I'm gunna go talk with Tom and Marcus.  I see them over
there."  I said to Dad as I waved at Tom and Marcus standing next to their
Dads who were engaged in a conversation of their own.

"Sure Brent, but you keep an eye on me and when we're supposed to sit down
I expect you to be here beside me."  Dad said with his reasonable
I-trust-you voice.

"Sure thing Dad." I said and headed off to Tom and Marcus.

Along the way I said hello to other guys that were in classes with me.
Some guys still did not know how to tie a tie properly and they looked
goofy with crooked mis-shaped ties hanging from their necks.

When I got over to Tom and Marcus they were discussing the summer vacation
and what they did.

"Hey Brent buddy how are ya?"  Marcus asked me.  Marcus owed me big time
because Dad and I went over to his place to practice prostate stimulation
techniques on his Dad and mine.  It was a great evening at their place.  We
all had fun and Marcus' Dad is one hot studly guy.  But still Marcus owed
me.  I'd have to give some thought as to how he could pay me back.

They wanted to know how my vacation was because I told them Dad and I would
be taking a trip together.  They stayed in town the whole summer.

"The trip was great fellas.  We had a blast.  My Dad is great to travel
with.  He's not pushy and he likes to stay out late too.  In fact one
evening he came back in the morning with a huge grin on his face and his
shirt buttoned wrong!"  I laughed.  "When I asked him what had happened he
said me met a nice guy at a bar.  They talked for a while and then this guy
invited to show Dad around town."  I went on.

"I bet they had a great time together."  Tom said.  "Your Dad is handsome.
Any guy would want to hang with him."

"Oh gheez look at the time guys the event is almost ready to begin.  Where
are you sitting Marcus?"  Tom asked.

"Uh I have no idea."  Marcus said and headed off to find his Dad.

I looked for my Dad and found him over at a table near the back of the
auditorium.  "I'm sitting near the back Tom."  I said to Tom.  "Where are
you sitting?"

"Yeah we're sitting near the back too."  He replied.  "Let's get to our
seats."

And the both of us headed to our tables to sit next to our Dad.

The tables were those round ones.  The table clothes were long and draped
down over the legs.  The center pieces were metal bowls with five candles
placed in them giving off a nice mellow glow.

The other guests at our table were all guys I knew except for one guy, a
first year student and his Dad.  We all introduced ourselves and sat down
to listen to the speeches of welcome.

I noticed Tom and his Dad sitting at the table just over from ours.  Tom's
Dad was a hot guy.  He had been a guest in our Male Physiology class.  So
we had all seen him naked with an erection.

The seating arrangement was Dad-son Dad-son.  And there were 6 Fathers and
6 sons at each table.  It worked well.

As the food was brought to our tables the speeches began.  And as the
speeches began I noticed something unusual on the expression of the face of
the Father sitting across from me.

He had a far off look on his face, he was sitting real still and his
breathing appeared labored.  I did not stare, but I kept looking.  I
noticed his son sitting next to him was focused too.  He was looking down
and over at his Father's lap and for a minute I thought he had dropped
something there.  As it turned out he was giving his Dad a sweet welcome to
the new school year.

The Father across from me placed both his hands on the table top and tried
to hold his fork.  His right hand was holding it really tightly.  His mouth
would open slightly and then he'd close his eyes briefly.  Then he'd move
his head slowly to one side and then the other.  He'd breath deep too.
Like he was panting.  All very slowly so that no one seemed to notice.  But
his face was showing signs of intense self control.

With out anything appearing to happen the father across from me slowly put
his head back like he was going to sneeze but instead softly let out a long
sigh.  His body tensed and his hands formed fists and he seemed to shake
just a bit.  His head then came down to his chest he let out a long breath
and he seemed to rest.  His son sitting next to him was wiping his hands on
his napkin.  His son was grinning and looking far too pleased with himself.

I looked over at Tom's Dad and saw he too had his eyes closed, a smile was
on his handsome face and he just sat there very still.  Tom's arm was
moving just slightly at his side.  I could not see his hand.

As the speeches from the front continued I began to see more and more Dad's
looking like they were in ecstasy.  Like they were having an orgasm.  Here?
I thought.  At this event the handsome men are having orgasms?  But how?  I
wondered.

"No Way" I said to my self under my breath.  Of course you dummy, their own
sons were giving them hand jobs under the table.  As I looked from face to
face I noticed that most Dads appeared to be nearing explosive orgasms.
Only the Dad's of the first year students were eating and being animated.
Their sons were busy eating too.

As the Dads all struggled to maintain some sense of decorum while dealing
with the waves of pleasure being delivered to their cocks, Dad after Dad
seemed to reach orgasm like the wave at a baseball game.  One Dad actually
moaned out loud.  No one seemed to notice or they did not care as they were
each dealing with their own impending orgasm.

My Dad seemed oblivious too all this going on around him, but in fact he
was not.  He was methodically eating his dinner and still watching the
adults around him.  He did look a little hot to me.  A bead or two of sweat
showing at his temple.  I could tell he was doing his best to remain calm.
Watching other men have explosive orgasms is a turn on for any guy, my Dad
is no exception.

"Dad are you okay, need anything?"  I looked over at him.

"Fine son doing fine here, just fine" he said in a breathy voice.  Whew is
it me, I'm hot" He said as he took a drink or water.

"I think it's warm in here Dad, real hot as a matter of fact."  I said as I
witnessed Dad after Dad blow their loads under the tables.  What a wild
scene.  And all done with little notice or more likely caring on the part
of the other men.

After the speeches and apparently when most Dads had cum, we all got up and
mingled.  Dads talking with the other parents and teachers; students
talking with each other.

When the clock showed it was 11pm Dad motioned for me to come over to him.

"Time to hit the road Brent.  It's been a long evening.  Shall we go?"  He
asked me as he shook hands with Coach Long.

"Nice to talk with you again Mr. Swelling." Coach Long said as he turned to
meet other Dads.

While driving home I noticed Dad was really in need of some release.  His
cock was bulging hard in his pants.  His pre cum had left a large wet spot
on his pant leg, and he was still looking hot.

I know to distract a driver while driving is really really stupid and I
know I should not have done what I did, but I could not let poor Dad sit
there in a hot and bothered state with a raging hard on begging for
attention.

With out saying anything I leaned over to Dad's lap and unzipped his fly.
I had to ask Dad to cooperate and move his legs while I freed his thick
pulsing cock from its confines.

No sooner had I released Dad's cock than it throbbed and a drop of pre cum
issued from it.  I licked it off the top of Dad's cock head.  I continued
to lick my Dad's cock until I had licked it from head to base.  The entire
shaft now glistened.

"Oh Brent yeah" He said and the car slowed down.  I then went to work with
Dad's total pleasure in mind.

My lips parted and I moved my mouth to totally engulf my Dad's hard cock.

"Mmm son that's great" Dad said as my head moved slowly up and down his
long hard shaft.  Dad began to squirm in the seat.  He tried to push his
hips forward but the seat belt held him in place.  His leg not on the
accelerator moved to widen his legs.  I could tell Dad was really close,
lots of pre cum was flowing from his raging cock and after a room full of
sexy men had shot their loads it was no wonder Dad was on the edge with out
me even having touched him.

"Oh Brent here I cum son" was all my Dad got out before my mouth was filled
with his hot man milk.  Pulse after pulse filled my mouth and some of my
Dad's hot sperm flowed down into his cock and into his pants.

"Oh Brent son yeah don't stop aggghhhh" My Dad moaned out loud as his cock
pumped his sperm into my warn slick mouth.  After 4 big blasts Dad relaxed
into the car seat again.

When my Dad's cock was soft in my mouth and was not pulsing sperm out
anymore I let it slip out from between my lips.  I gently helped Dad get
his cock back inside his pants and I zipped them up for him.

"Brent you know, this all boys private school is making you into a fine
young man.  I'm so pleased with everything you're doing and being taught."
My Dad said as he placed a hand on my shoulder and gave it a loving
squeeze.

"Ghee thanks Dad, I like it too.  Thank you for sending me to it.  And I'm
glad you're my Dad."  I said as I placed my hand over my Dad's.

The ride home sweet and quite and we just sat and enjoyed the quiet of each
others company.  Tomorrow would be another day at school for me and work
for Dad.  We better enjoy the quality time together while we could.