Date: Sat, 6 Oct 2012 07:08:42 -0500 From: J L Subject: Becoming a Spartan, Chapter 13 Becoming a Spartan, Chapter 13 By JLarsen spartaguy23@gmail.com DISCLAIMER: Seems like this story is gaming a small following. I love hearing from you! I'll be writing more this weekend, so the story will continue for sure. Any comments or suggestions would be welcome. Please email me at spartguy23@gmail.com with any comments. This story is a complete work of fiction. To my knowledge, no school like Sparta College exists. As the story continues, it may contain descriptions of explicit sexual acts involving an adult and underage boys and girls. If this type of content offends you or you are under the age of 18 do not read it. If it is illegal to read such material where you live or if you find the topic upsetting or offensive, then please leave now. Author's Note: This story is the property of the author JLarsen. It can be downloaded for personal reading pleasure or sending to a friend, but cannot be reposted. If you enjoy reading stories on Nifty, please consider making a donation so that we can continue to enjoy sharing and reading these stories. You can donate at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Chapter 13 While sex with guys my age, or close to it in the case of Ian, Nicolas and Cliff, seemed very natural when it happened, until my visit with the Headmaster, I had never really thought about having sex with men or women older than me. But it was very hot. I thought back to the backrubs and showers on our camping trips and how sometimes it seemed that Eric's dad was teasing me. I had to admit, I found the thought of actually doing something sexual with him more than a bit of a turn on. Thinking of finding time at Thanksgiving to get naked with Mr. Stewart brought a smile to my face and made my cock slightly harden. Who knows, maybe Mr. Mauer would join us and it would be a threesome. By the time I returned to my room, it was late in the evening and Stefan was already in his bed and asleep. Between eating a big meal and cumming twice in the evening, it hit me that I was very tired, so I crawled quickly in bed. The next thing I knew, Nicolas was giving us a wakeup call. "Use the restroom, and go out to the green for the Headmaster's talk," he said. "How was your talk with the Headmaster?" asked Jason as Stefan and I exited our room. "Pretty amazing," I answered. Erik had come up beside us as we walked to the bathroom, our morning wood, leading the way. "When I got there, Chad Stewart, my dad's charge was meeting with the Headmaster," I explained. "Apparently, Mr. Stewart had just given a rather large gift to the school and the Headmaster decided that I would be part of the thank you party." "I think I know where this is headed," chuckled Stefan. "Yea, I'm getting to know pretty much what "giving thanks" means around here, not that that is a bad thing," I laughed. "Yea, so I've now had sex with a family friend, who is my dad's charge." "That must have been a little bit strange," said Erik. "So, at Thanksgiving if he says he wants some stuffing, what are you going to do?" Everyone chuckled. "I guess I'm feeling more and more comfortable having sex with different people," I shrugged. "It certainly was fun. It was kind of odd though when he said my cum tasted like my dad's." "So, that was it? He just wanted to you help get Mr. Stewart off?" asked Jason. "No, after he came, Mr. Stewart left," I answered. "And then I had dinner with the Headmaster and we talked about what I wanted to do as far as a career goes, a little about my dad's company. Just kind of general chit chat." "That's it," asked Jason incredulously. "Well, then after desert, I sucked his huge cock," I replied casually. "Apparently each of the charge's in the class gets a session with him and takes their turn at trying to get that thing in their mouths." "How did you manage it?" asked Erik, a bit of a smirk on his face. "Well, he seemed to enjoy it," I replied. "Not only is his the biggest dick I've ever seen, he shoots an incredible load of cum as well. I don't think I let any go, but it was certainly a challenge." With that, we were outside and waiting for the Headmaster. He approached quickly. "Men, it is great to see you this morning. With each day and night you are here, you show us yet again how quickly young men understand the logic and pleasure of the Spartan way," the Headmaster began. "You all showed again last night that once we remove any judgments regarding sex, you quickly embrace the freedom and start enjoying yourselves. The Headmaster continued, "Rather than being ashamed about this, you should be proud. You have taken one of the first steps to completely embracing the Spartan philosophy. It has been this way since your grandfathers and great uncles started this school. Despite the evidence to the contrary, each generation often thinks they have invented certain practices or do them better than those who have been here before. In many of your cases, you are likely thinking things are different now than they have been in the past. I can assure you, they are not. "Each of your fathers and uncles has participated in the things you have done the last couple of days. In fact, I can assure that all of them have had my cock in their mouths on several occasions and I have returned the favor to all but a few. In the coming weeks and months at Sparta, you will encounter a number of men your fathers' and uncles' age. You will see them enjoying the pleasures of the Spartan lifestyle and at times you may even choose to participate along side of them. I can assure you that the adult men in your families still enjoy a very active sex life. In the not too distant future, you will see your fathers and uncles participating in sex. It should not surprise you. And while it may seem odd at first, you will quickly become accustomed to it." What exactly did that mean? How were we going to be seeing our dads and uncles having sex? While I was quickly becoming more accustomed to the idea of my dad having sex, it might be kind of odd actually seeing him do it. It also hit me that this meant he was at least having sex with men when he was at Sparta and was probably still doing it. I wondered if he was fucking other women as well. As with the previous day, when we said our vows, I could feel the emotional bond between Stefan and I grow stronger. We walked toward the dining hall for breakfast in easy conversation. I could see most of the guys had their arms around the shoulders of their mentors as they walked. Breakfast continued the light conversation of a group of young men who were becoming totally comfortable with each other at all levels. After breakfast, we went into the classroom. It was more of the same. How to survive in the outdoors. How to set traps, what plants to eat, how to prepare them. It was starting to sink in. I thought I could manage on my own if I needed to. We headed outdoors, past the gate and the ever present Pete, to set some small traps. Rather than chatting as we went about our task, we were charged with making as little noise as possible. Stefan wordlessly, corrected some of what I was doing. After we had each set several traps, we silently headed back toward the main campus. We then headed out for a long run. We ran to the swimming hole, but as we got there, Nicolas and Ian still easily leading the way, we were told to rest and get water, but that we wouldn't be swimming. Erik and I were still managing to lead the rest of the charges, but they seemed to be closing in on us. We had a very quick shower and then off to lunch. Nicolas guided us into the multi-purpose room. Shortly, all of the class and their mentors were in the room. "Time for a bit of wrestling," said Nicholas. "Charges, count off 1 to 15 twice through. Find the man with same number as you. That is the man you will wrestle." I was paired up with a guy I hadn't met yet, Blake Hanson. He was a little taller and bigger than I was, so it would be tough match. As usual when we wrestled, we first applied some of the lotion. As soon as we started, I knew Blake was going to be a tough competitor. His gaze was intense. He began to taunt me a bit as we moved around the matt. "Okay, Top Man, let's see what you got," said Blake, looking for a spot to attack. I was a bit surprised that he knew who I was, since I had not met him before, but I quickly realized that other guys would likely know who I was since I was in the number one position on the pyramid. I would have a target on my back until someone could move me out of the top position. He moved quickly to my legs, but I was ready and put him on his stomach with me on his back. Blake was very strong and knew what he was doing. I may have scored the take down, but he was able to quickly escape. We started to grapple again and I was finally able to get him back to the matt. While I had control, it was proving very difficult to gain much of a position of advantage. We spent the next several minutes moving around the matt, me trying to press my advantage and Blake trying to gain a reversal. About all we accomplished was enough movement and friction to start to wear on our muscles and make our young cocks hard. Nicolas called the end of first period. We each quickly took a drink, caught our breath and were called back out to the matt. As we walked to the center, Blake came next to me, put his hand on my ass and said, "Well Top Man, things aren't as easy as you thought they would be, are they?" Now, he was starting to piss me off. I resented the name and the implication that being on the top of the pyramid or anything else I had done at Sparta had been easy. But at the same time, I briefly wondered if knowing Nicholas and Ian beforehand had anything to do with my position. I paid for the wondering thoughts. Blake quickly attacked and brought me down. "I think I'll have you suck my cock when I pin you," he whispered in my ear. Now he had stoked my competitive spirit. While we struggled on the matt, I was figuring out his style and anticipated each of the moves he tried to get me on my back. Finally, he made an ill advised move that I not only countered, but was able completely reverse his advantage. We had been at it for several minutes again. I could feel my hard dick rubbing against him. He was on his stomach and my dick was sliding in his ass crack. "How does it feel to be my bottom boy? Looks like I will be the one getting my cock sucked" I whispered in his ear. I knew it would cause him to exert even more effort, but I also knew what he was likely going to try. I used his motion to my advantage and got him on his back. I could feel his hand on my ass and soon, his finger had found my hole. While it surprised me, but it didn't have the effect Blake had wanted in that I didn't relent or relax what I was doing. "Go ahead and play with my ass, bottom boy," I whispered in his ear. "I have a present for you as soon I pin your ass to the matt." With that, I exerted all the energy I had and got him into a position where I could put his shoulders to the matt. His finger had exited my ass as he tried to break my hold, but to no avail. Nicholas slapped his hand on the matt and yelled "match Luke". Blake lay on his back trying to catch his breath. I said nothing, but moved just enough so that I straddled his head and fed him my hard cock. He didn't resist. I wasn't sure if I had made a friend or enemy, but it felt good to face fuck someone who had just been taunting me. He had either had some cocksucking experience before he came to Sparta or he was a very quick learner. I was pumping my cock all the way down his throat. While the dominant position was good, it really wasn't the best for getting my dick sucked. "On your knees," I ordered. Still feeling a bit of the sting from the taunting, I wanted to show the other guys that if they were going to talk smack, they had better bring it during the competition. I pulled my very hard dick out of Blake's mouth as he got on his knees. I grabbed the back of his head and pushed him against my dick until my nuts where on his chin. Holding his head in place, I started to slowly pump in and out of his mouth. Blake seemed to enjoying sucking my dick as there was no resistance. I glanced around the room and most of the guys had finished their matches and were watching me get my dick sucked. It struck me that while we had all definitely been sucking cock over the last couple of days, this was the first time anyone had done it completely in the open. Having the attention made me want to put on a bit of a show. I began pulling my cock all the way out his mouth and then shoving it back in. "Use your tongue on the head........lick my balls.......suck my cock again......take it deep," I mumbled commands as I looked around the room. If their dicks hadn't got hard during the match, they definitely were now. It finally started to dawn on the guys who had won their matches that they could be enjoying the same thing I was. I could see guys going from stroking their cocks as they watched to pushing their opponent onto their knees and feeding them their hard dicks. I hadn't noticed if he had wrestled next to me or not, but Erik had moved next to me and Justin was on his knees sucking his cock. It hit me that Erik and I came to Sparta as best friends, but had hardly spent any time together. Watching Justin suck that nice cock that I had so often had in my mouth made me a bit jealous. Erik gave me a smile of understanding. I reached over and began playing with one of his erect nipples, rolling between my thumb and index finger. Erik closed his eyes and moaned softly. My orgasm was rapidly approaching. I stopped playing with Erik's nipple and began concentrating on my pumping motion. I grabbed Blake's head, held it still and began rapidly face fucking him. As the cum erupted from my dick, I thrust as far as I could into Blake, making small thrusts with each of the volleys of cum I shot. With each thrust, I groaned more loudly than I needed to, but if I were going to be the Top Man, I wanted to make sure the other guys knew I was enjoying the position. Blake gently used his tongue to caress my softening cock. I was at that point where it almost felt too good, but I couldn't make him stop. As my orgasm subsided and I opened my eyes, I could see a few guys had finished before me, but most were still enjoying their blow jobs. Erik hadn't cum yet. Taking a step toward him, I held his ass in my hand and decided to work over the nipple I had been briefly playing with earlier. He obviously wasn't expecting the little bite I gave it, since he almost yelped in a combination of pain and pleasure. As I started to use my tongue on his chest, he began to moan loudly. "Oh yea.....here it cums," groaned Erik. Just as I could feel his ass tense with his orgasm, I again bit his nipple. Erik almost jumped as he came again and again. I felt a little sorry for Justin, trying to keep Erik's dick in his mouth as it erupted. Some of the guys who had finished had been watching the three of us. Rather than feeling self conscious, I was actually a bit proud. I was feeling more and more like a Spartan. Although he was a friend and I had played with Erik's nipples many times, as the "top man", I realized I play with anyone's nipples I wanted to. It was easy to see who the winners were. Their cocks were softening and dripping a bit cum, but the guys who had lost were all still painfully erect. "Well done men," said Ian when it was obvious everyone had finished. "Especially well done Blake and Luke. You showed great Spartan spirit without being told. Usually in athletic competition, the victor may take satisfaction from the loser. Because Blake willingly took on this role, he will move to the top of the group who lost." "We will now go out and see if your efforts at setting traps yielded anything," said Nicolas. "You had better hope so, because whatever you trapped or can find on the trail is what you will be eating for supper."