Date: Tue, 29 Mar 2016 16:55:37 +0000 (UTC)
From: nmKinkGuy <nmkinkguy@yahoo.com>
Subject: The Collective Chap 4

THE COLLECTIVE
CHAPTER 4

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Terminology
Agnate: related or akin through males on the father's side.
Prime Male: The Leader of the global organization known as The Collective
of Men.
Sire: The father of sons
The Collective: A hierarchal, global fraternal organization teaching,
training and practicing the rituals of masculine power and family member
incest

The Family
Grandfather, The Collective's Prime Male: 51, 12"
Sire: The father, 34, 11"
James: Son, oldest brother, 16, 9.5"
Tim: Son, middle brother, 14, 7.5"
Bill, Son, youngest brother, 13, The Storyteller, 6.5"

      I had tests in Collective history and male physiology this week, and
my History of The Collective teacher was really tough! Everyone takes our
history very seriously and we are expected to be very proficient on the
subject. Male physiology I really enjoy. It is one of our nude classes and
the instructor has a beautiful body and a big cock. He uses his own body as
well as the students for demonstrations and illustration. Every boy in the
class spends most of it with a raging hard on. Might as well study and ace
the exams.
      I had been studying for a few hours when I realized I was hungry. I
hadn't eaten much of my dinner. The servants would prepare anything you
wanted to eat, any time of the day. The house seemed very quiet and
peaceful. Walking into the kitchen, I spotted my Sire and Grandfather
seated at the bar, eating from a tray of meats, cheeses and fruit. I walked
over, climbed up on the stool next to my Dad and leaned over resting my
head on his shoulder. He lifted his arm and hugged me to his body. It was
tender, comfortable moment and made me feel safe and loved and the aroma
from his hairy, sweating armpit was intoxicating.
      Dad asked me what I had coming up for the week and I told him about
the exams. He wanted to know what area we were covering in male physiology
and I told him, "This is the section on the male genitalia. It's a written
test with 50 questions and we have to diagram and label both the external
and internal parts of a man's penis, scrotum and tubes as well as the anus
and prostate, which the professor considers significant parts of a man's
sexual organs."
      Since we were having a nice father son moment, I decided to ask about
something I was worrying over. "Daddy, since we are talking about school, I
am worried about the next section of male physiology." I said. How so, he
wanted to know so I told him: "We start studying sperm and the process of
ejaculation next week and it is a hands on class. Since I can't cum and I'm
a non-Agnate over the age of 11, and not allowed to masturbate, what am I
going to do? I want to learn the material, but when everyone jerks off, or
stroke one another and ejaculates, what do I do?" He answered, "Son, I
should have told you sooner. I met with your professor and he is aware that
you are not as developed as the other boys in your class and that you
aren't yet able to ejaculate. There is an exception in The Collective
Covenants, which say I can change the no masturbation for non-Agnates over
the age of 11 rule under certain circumstances, such as this. I am going to
allow you to masturbate for the class, but at no other time. Also, for the
days you are masturbating in class, your morning ejaculation testing at
home will be suspended."
      I think I loved my Sire more than ever at this moment and told him
so, "Oh thank you Daddy, I love you so much. I am desperate to start
ejaculating so that I can become an Agnate and have you take my virginity
during the initiation ceremony." "I am looking forward to your initiation
and can't wait to bust those cherry ass and mouth holes!" he replied.
      Grandfather stood up, walked behind Daddy and I and began gently
stroking our backs. After a minute or so, he asked, "This old man wants to
go swimming. You men care to join me?" We agreed, stood and walked out
toward the pool, side by side, me in the middle with our arms around each
other. Wish I had a picture of that moment.
      We had been floating and enjoying the warm water, the night sky and
one another's company for about half an hour when my brothers walked out of
the house. James stopped at the edge of the pool and asked if we minded if
they joined us. "Join us" Father replied. After a while, James swam over to
Sire and said, "Father, Tim has some concerns about his upcoming section in
advanced male physiology. I have tried to help, but he wants to talk to you
about it." Dad moved to Tim and told him to "Ask any questions you
have. This must be physiology day!" Tim said nothing for a while, then
said, "Sire, the next section covers the prostate, the pleasure it provides
a man, pre-cum and all that. In class, we will have to have our prostates
manipulated by fellow students as we learn to give and receive pleasure
from it. I think my prostate is broken, Dad."
      Dad and Grandfather both chuckled a bit and Dad said, "Son, your
prostate is not broken! Maybe not fully developed yet, but there is nothing
wrong with it. You began ejaculating early, and that part of you may still
be catching up. I have noticed while I am fucking you, and jabbing your
prostate with my penis, that you don't react much. Do you ever pre-cum at
all, my boy?" Tim let out a sigh and said, "No Sire, I rarely produce much,
if any pre-juice. When you, Grandfather and James get hard, the stuff just
runs out of you and when I finger James' nub, the stuff just gushes
out. This morning while James was fingering my prostate seeing if he could
help me, he was producing a constant flow. I want to be like you guys!"
      As I listened to this interaction I thought, now you know how I feel
about everything. At this point Grandfather piped in with, "Tim, my brother
is like you. For years his prostate didn't give him pleasure. You do know
that your inability to pre-cum could be a result of how often you
ejaculate! You never let any juice build up!" Grandfather laughed out loud
at his own joke before continuing, "Over time, well into adulthood, my
brother did begin to get pleasure from the knot in his ass, not like most
men in our bloodline but very pleasant and he still doesn't pre-cum. It's
no big deal. I have fucked the man hundred's of times, ramming his ass
gland repeatedly and he still only enjoys the stimulation moderately. We
are not all alike." Tim wanted to discuss this further and asked to no one
in particular, "I can make James orgasm just from manipulating his
prostate. He has spent hours, at my request, trying to make me have a
hands-free orgasm. I finally get sore, James' hands begin to cramp and we
give up."
      Father moved in to hug Tim and asked if, "Do you enjoy being fucked?
Do you like it when your Grandfather, Sire or brother stick their big dicks
in your ass hole and give you a good pounding?" Tim sounded shocked when he
answered with, "Of course I do Sire! The three of you are the best fucks I
have ever had and my dick stays really hard during the whole fuck. No other
man in The Collective makes me as horny or feel as good as when you men
fuck me." "Exactly my point, boy. You love a good hard fuck, regardless of
your prostate. Just wait, things might change." Dad said.
      The next words out of my Sire's mouth were thrilling, "We are going
to have a little family play time. Tim, jump up on the edge of the pool,
lie back and pull your legs up, spread wide, with your feet on the edge of
the pool. Bill, lay down vertically next to the pool. Sire, please give Tim
a prostate massage till he begs for mercy. While my Sire takes care of my
progeny, I am going to masturbate my middle son." I was already hard, just
from the words he spoke, but I had a question, "Sire, I thought there was
some rule against family members using non-Agnates?" Dad said, "There is no
specific rule about masturbating your offspring like there is a Covenant
prohibiting oral and anal sex before the certified cuming and
initiation. In our case, it has always just been family custom. But that
doesn't mean you can get your brother's to jerk you off all the time!
Jerking off or being masturbated, other than in male physiology class, is
allowed only when your Sire decides. Now relax, and let your Daddy give you
pleasure."
      Oh my God!!! I had never felt anything better in my life. My Sire was
very slowly jacking my cock, pinching my nipples and stroking my body. I
thought I was going to lose my mind. Just as I was about to orgasm, Sire
stopped moving his hand and pinched the base of my little 6 ? inch tool
firmly between two fingers. After I settled down, he began again, bringing
me right to edge of orgasm over, and over again. This went on, I was told
later, for almost an hour and a half. I was jumping and thrusting and
begging to cum. Dad would laugh and repeat the process. It was going to
kill me if I didn't orgasm. Finally, he decided it was time and he started
jacking me in firm, rapid strokes. I screamed, my body went into spasm, my
hips thrust into the air and the orgasm went on, and on. Never in the
hundreds of orgasm's I have experienced at Al's hand, has anything felt
like this! And yet, Daddy kept on slowly rubbing my prick. I screamed
again, and another orgasm shook me. I grabbed at his arm and hand trying to
make him stop; I couldn't stand the sensation any longer. He did stop,
resting his hands on my chest as I tried to gain control of my body and
breathing and come down from the high he had given me. Sire leaned down,
began kissing me, driving his tongue deep into my mouth. I almost had
another orgasm.
      After I could finally open my eyes, I was looking into my Sire's
smiling face and I swear there was a tear in his eye. Leaning in he asked,
"Can you pay attention, boy? Your Sire has something to tell you." I nodded
my head and he continued, "You had your first cum my boy. There was an
ejaculation. It wasn't much, it was mostly watery and clear, but it was
somewhat thicker than pre-cum and felt and certainly tasted like boy cum!
You aren't a big cummer yet, but the process of becoming a man and an
Agnate of The Collective has started for you, my progeny. I will be taking
control of your daily ejaculation testing, with 102 standing in witness. We
are only weeks away from you being able to use 102's holes at will. But
first, your Sire will be ramming his cock down your face hole and up your
rear hole, taking your virginity, as is my right. It is the way of The
Collective."
      Suddenly there was applause. The men in my life were clapping,
smiling and my brother Tim whispered in my ear, "Brother, even after being
worked over by the Prime Male, I still can't pre-cum and my prostate didn't
give me the hands-free orgasm I want. Soon, we will be able to see what
your prostate does! I can't wait to have sex with you, my brother."
Grandfather and James each congratulated me, offered words of encouragement
and gave me deep, soulful kisses. I began to get an erection all over
again. There is a future ahead. In a few more days, if I continue to
ejaculate, I will be certified and become an Agnate, a member of The
Collective and at long last be of service to my Sire.


END