Date: Sun, 16 Oct 2016 22:04:15 -0500 From: J L Subject: Becoming a Spartan - Chapter 25 Hi All - I really need to apologize for the delay in getting this next chapter out. Life has had some ups and downs that I won't bore you with, but things are good now, so hopefully, I'll get to writing a bit more. I really like hearing from you even if you don't have an opinion on the pictures, so please email me at spartaguy23@gmail.com. And while you are at it, support Nifty at: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html 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 like the style, please read my other series. It's in the Gay Male/Adult Youth/The New Neighborhood Chapter 25 I jumped out of bed, waking Stefan in the process. He chuckled as he followed me to the bathroom. "Don't pull it out until you are at a toilet," he called after me. The Sparta diet had an amazing way of making you take one dump in the morning and that was it for the day. This, plus the butt plug, was making my insides very uncomfortable. As soon as I got to the bathroom, I grabbed the end of the plug and pulled. At first, it didn't want to come out. I pulled on the plug again and pushed out slightly. My ass opened for a moment to let it out, shut for an instant and immediately reopened to let the rest of what was in there out. I sat on the stool, breathing a bit heavily. My ass felt empty, like it wanted something back in there. Stefan had caught up to me, smiling. " Catch your breath, clean it off, shower, and we will get it back in," he said. There were plastic tubs of soapy water, a rinse bucket, a bleach bucket and a final rinse. Other guys were entering the bathroom/shower area going through the same process as me. "Out on the green in 15 minutes," said Ian as he stuck his head into the area. "Leave it in the bleach while we shower," said Stef. There was no time for any type of activity other than showering, so things moved along pretty quickly. Showers completed, we made our way back to the butt plugs. "Get on your hands and knees," said Stef. I complied and saw the other guys assuming the same position. I quickly felt lube entering my ass. Stef played with the hole for a while, loosening me up at least a little bit. My cock was starting to respond, regaining its morning hardness. "Remember, relax and push out", Stefan reminded me. No sooner had he said it, than I felt the plug at the entrance to my ass. I did as told and it popped in much easier than the last time. Very little pain. As we started to walk outside, the plug actually started to feel good. The Headmaster was there waiting for us. "Men, the previous several days and the next two will change your life forever. You have started your training and still have a long way to go and much to learn about our philosophy, but you have started down the road," he said. "In the next two days, you will go from boys being introduced to a new way of living to men who have chosen to be Spartans. It is a choice, that once made, cannot be unmade. Consider it well. You will be asked several times during the next two days if you accept the Spartan life. There is no shame is saying 'no'. If this life is not accepted and embraced freely, you should not continue. Is there anyone among you who has considered what is before them and decided this is not the path for them?" All of us were silent. "Hearing none, we will repeat the pledge," he said. I'm sure it was the weight of the last several days and more fully understanding the commitment Stef was making, but the pledge meant more than it had in the past and seemed to be even more earnest than it had been before, if that were possible. We rose and walked into breakfast. When I sat down, the plug brushed against my prostate and sent a shiver through me. Breakfast was the normal quick affair. When it concluded, we went to one of the classrooms to find out more about our actual classes. Nicolas would be teaching an English literature class focusing on Shakespeare and his contemporaries. Ian would be teaching a political science course with the focus on the middle east. We would have an immersion class in Spanish, taught by a lecturer. We would have a class that focused on macro economics. Out science class would be chemistry. The last class discussed would be a business management and accounting class. These last three classes would not be taught by full time faculty, but by Spartans who worked in these areas. Some classes would be multiple times a week, others would be a morning or afternoon in order to better accommodate the outside teachers' schedules. In addition, we would be expected to work out at least once a day. "By normal college standards, this would be a 20 semester hour load, without counting the physical education aspect of your days," explained Ian. "But the pace of these classes will be accelerated. You will learn more in this semester than your friends will in a year. In fact, when you next see them, I encourage you to engage them on some of the concepts you will have learned. Both you and they will realize your education is far superior to whatever they are experiencing. You will be very busy young men. But, I expect you will still find time to suck a few cocks along the way." "There will be strict study hours. During those times, upper classmen and classmates cannot approach you for sex," said Nicolas. "However, your mentor can always ask for service. The exception is at the gym. Because of the body contact in helping to spot each other, sometimes things pop up and have to be taken care of. Speaking of the gym, we will eat lunch, you will put your books and materials in your rooms and then it's workout time, so let's head over." Lunch was quick and plentiful. After our time outside, all of the guys were appreciative of the food, even if it was a bit plain. For what seemed like over an hour and half, we cycled through the various machines. More than one guy shot the plug out of their ass as they exerted their strength to lift the weights. As I moved through the different machines, the plug often created a pleasurable feeling in my ass. Several times I wanted to push it in further or move it around a bit so that it would more directly hit my pleasure spot. As a result of this, along with most of the rest of classmates, I had about a 3/4 hard on. Laying on my back to do a bench press, I found if I pushed against the bench just a certain way, it hit things just right. As I pushed my ass down when I lifted the weight, a shot of pleasure went through me. If they were sitting at a machine or laying on a bench, I could see most of the other guys doing something to rearrange the plug so it was more pleasurable as well. I looked to my right and there was a nice cock, about 5.5" long, cut and sticking out parallel to the ground, not fully hard, but not soft. I opened my mouth and leaned in, taking it in my mouth. "Oh, Jesus, that's nice," said the guy whose cock I was sucking. I had obviously seen him around, but I hadn't been formally introduced to him. He was a little on the shorter side, which is probably why his cock was so accessible, probably around 5' 6", jet black hair and brown eyes. I obviously, gave up any idea of lifting at this point. I pulled back from the now very hard dick to lick his balls. They were hanging down slightly and I brushed my tongue along them. Another moan. I put the cock back in my mouth and he began to face fuck me with a slow rhythm. I felt someone's mouth engulf my dick and it immediately began growing to full mast. The technique felt new......if it were Erik, Jason, Stef, Parker or Neil, they were trying some new things. I began to pump slightly as I busied myself with the dick in my mouth. It was exciting not knowing who was sucking my cock and not knowing the name of the guy whose cock I was sucking. The cock I was sucking was right at 6", which was the perfect size for me. I could take it all the way to his groin as he pumped. I felt the tongue leave my cock and lightly lick my balls. Soft moans were coming from both me and the guy I was sucking. The guy tending to me grabbed my plug while going back to my cock. As he swallowed me all the way down, he also manipulated the plug around in my ass. He was pulling it slightly out and then pushing it back in, almost fucking me with it, but never coming close to actually pulling it out. The more he did it, the more I was loving the feeling. I reach underneath the guy whose dick was in my mouth and pushed on his plug. He gasped and it seemed like his dick got a bit bigger and harder. Part of me wanted to leave the cock I was sucking, lift my head, and see who was giving me the blow job. Another part of me found the anonymity of it even more exciting. I could feel my orgasm approaching, I thrust my hips up into this mouth. Using the guy's ass to guide the movement, I was pushing the cock in my mouth in as far as it would go. He adjusted to the pace I had set and moved his hips in time with my pushing. I could tell he wasn't far from blowing is load either. I felt the plug being pushed in as far as it would go. It hit the spot and my cum blasted into the guy's mouth. My whole body was limp. I stopped pushing the guy's cock into my mouth, but he kept the motion going. As I recovered and realized there was still a hard cock in my mouth, I realized I really wanted to swallow some cum. I pushed my hand flat against his plug, driving it into his ass. He groaned, pushed hard and kept his cock all the way in as I felt my mouth fill with his hot cum. After the first spirt, he began thrusting in and out again, still cumming and feeding me more and more of his jiz. Finally, he pulled his softening cock out of my mouth. "That was fucking amazing," said the guy. "But aren't I the one who is supposed to being sucking the Top Man? Although, to be fair, someone seemed to be taking care of that aspect of things." He chuckled good naturedly after saying it. I started to sit up. Whoever had sucked my cock, had disappeared into the mass of young men, some still lifting, some sucking each other's cocks. "Well, the Top Man gets to call the shots, so I guess if I want a load of cum in my mouth, you have to submit to that as well," I joked. "In that case, I will always volunteer as tribute," he said, holding out his hand. "It seems we should have introduced ourselves before you swallowed my cum, but I'm Colin Draper. "I'm-"I began. "I already know who you are." He was still smiling, giving me a bit of shit while shaking my hand. He had broad shoulders and a tapered waist. For sucking a random cock that was in front of my face, I sure picked one that belong to a sexy guy. "Okay, men," hollered Ian. "Some of you have already wrapped up the workout and moved on to other things, but it's time to shower and head to your rooms. You have some reading to do before the evening meal." With Colin telling me that he already knew who I was, I again was struck with the thought that I had missed getting to know some of the guys with my evening with the Headmaster and our haircut adventure. Not that I would trade either of those for anything, but if we had any down time, I really needed to correct this and introduce myself to other men. I met up with Stef on the way out of the gym. "I guess that will teach me to always spot for you in the gym," said Stef smiling. "I leave your side for two minutes and right away, you are sucking some other guy's cock." "I will gladly service you as soon as we get to the room," I said, not completely sure if he was kidding or serious. "Not necessary," he said, putting his arm around my shoulder. "You aren't the only one who outranks everyone in your class." "You mean, you got a blow job from someone else?" I asked, somewhat hurt. "Well, yes......" said Stef. "And your right, Neil is a great cocksucker." Stef sensed the mixed emotions going through me. "Hey," he stopped us. "Look at me." He took my face in his hands and looked into my eyes. "Our bond is sealed forever," he said. "No amount of sex that either of us will have with other people will change that. You have had a great deal of sex that didn't involve me in the last several days. If you think I'm going to jack off into my sheets waiting for you to come back, you haven't really been listening to the Headmaster when he talks about our philosophy. There is no promise or even hint of monogamy or waiting until a partner is around. It's about taking pleasure when and where you find it. It's worked very well for you from your standpoint. I just don't think you have looked at it from the other side." Of course, he was right. I had been so wrapped up in my own pleasure, I hadn't even thought of Stef doing things with the pledges and mentors. "I'm sorry," I said. "I've been pretty wrapped up in myself a lot since I got here. It's not just toward you. I feel like I've been too wrapped up in being the "Top Man" and all of the other stuff, that I've kind of forgotten who I really am and what kind of a person I am." Stef put his hands down, slid an arm around my waist, and we started walking to the dorm. "Oh, so you feel like you should have been able to completely handle the emotional roller coaster of the last week without a bump in the road? Yea, I would totally encourage you to continue to beat yourself up over those feelings, because that would be real healthy." The sarcasm and joking in his voice was obvious, but just as obvious was the seriousness. "You have just gone through a week that completely turned your life upside down," he continued. "Give yourself a bit of a break. You recognized that what to change a behavior. Do you know how many guys don't realize how much of a dick they are just because they are on the top of the pyramid? You realized it in the first week. A lot of guys don't get it until they are actually out of the college. Then they realize no one in the big wide world gives a shit about what you were compared to a bunch of teenagers." My emotions came flooding out at once; fear, pride, love, envy, compassion. And with the emotions came the tears. Stef held me in his arms as my emotions opened up. "Hey," Stef said. "The guys call you Top Man, but they don't do it because they have to. They do it because they want to. You've earned it. They like you. They respect you. Give yourself a bit of a break......and besides, they all think you are sexy as hell." We broke the tight embrace, but he still held me by shoulders and looked into my eyes. "Most of the guys who come here break down at some point," he said. "In a way, it's the final point of accepting the Spartan philosophy. You really are leaving how the rest of the world and the way they live their lives behind. I think it is just sinking in for you. Now, let's get to the room. I think you have a play to read." When we got to the room, there was an assignment sheet and copy of "Hamlet" with a study guide. The guide had a number of questions regarding parts of the play, asking us to describe characters' motivations, the meaning of certain phrases, whether the ghost was truly there or only Hamlet's mind, etc. All of the questions were to be answered in essay format. This was not my high school English class where the questions on a test were multiple choice and more along the lines of "Who were Hamlet's friends from school?" I got on the bed, laying on my stomach, and started to open "Hamlet". I had read it in high school and liked it, but this version seemed thicker. Even though there was no pressure on my butt plug, I could still feel it in my ass, giving me that full feeling. "What are you doing?" asked Stef, sitting at his desk, a book open. "Starting on "Hamlet", I replied. "We study while seated at the desk," he said matter of factly. "You will find it helps you focus, not to mention writing answers to the essay questions." Okay, I thought. Just another little oddity of Sparta. As I got up, it struck me that I had no idea what time it was. Indeed, I hadn't known what time it was since I had arrived at Sparta. I guess I wouldn't be able to play my little games of "well, I'll just do blah blah for 15 minutes and then I'll study". When I sat at the desk, the plug hit my prostate. As much as I wanted to explore what it would feel like if moved around a bit, I knew I needed to focus. After getting about a third of the way through the play and questions, I needed both a bathroom and mental health break. I met Erik in the hall coming the other way and immediately gave him a hug. "Wow! What was that for?" asked Erik, returning my hug. "Just want you to know I love you," I said. He turned around and walked with me toward the bathroom. "I really hope we get at least a bit of downtime tonight. I'd love to just chat a bit." "That would be great," said Erik. "Hamlet's just a bit more intense than last time we read it." "You think?" I said, chuckling. "It's interesting though. Last time, I read it because I had to. This time, I want to. The questions are hard, but really make me understand why we are still performing this 400 years later." "Well, since we don't have time for a quick blow job, I'll let you get to your business," said Erik, giving me a shoulder hug and heading back to his room. As I stood at the urinal, a guy about 6' stood next to me. Of course, he was well built, his eyes were blue/green and hair was likely a dark brown color if it had been longer. His posture was almost perfect as he directed his soft 3" cut cock's stream of piss into the urinal. "Hey Top M----, I mean Luke," he said a bit embarrassed. "Hey, either is fine," I said, as I finished up. "I'm sorry, we haven't been introduced..." "I'm Kenny Johnson," he said quickly. "I'd shake hands, but........." indicating his hand on his cock. "It's okay Kenny," I said. "I'll have that cock in my mouth at some point, I think I can shake the hand that's holding it while you piss." "I guess that's true enough," Kenny said laughing and changing hands on his cock while he shook my hand. "Well, catch you around," I said, "I've got a couple of acts I still need to get through." "For sure," Kenny said. "Yea, I'd never read it, but it's fascinating." With that, we headed for our rooms. I was back at the play with renewed interest and vigor as soon as I was in my room. I hadn't yet got to the carnage I knew was coming in the final act, when Nic's voice announced supper would be served shortly. The evening meal was the most enjoyable since I had been at Sparta. I was just there with the other guys, we didn't have anything hanging over our heads as far as tasks. While we ate, we discussed the meaning of the various parts of "Hamlet". Why did it take so long for Hamlet to do act? What did the "to be or not be" speech really mean? Was "The readiness is all. Let be" a key to the play and how to live your life? I'd never been a part of discussion like this. Even better, I was able to meet a good number of the guys and their mentors. If this is what evenings at Sparta were going to be like, I knew I would love it. We would exercise our bodies and our minds, and have a good amount of sex along the way. What could be a better circumstance for an 18 year old? After dinner, we were instructed to go back and study. We were told that no sex was to happen until study time was over. One by one, the major characters in Hamlet died off, most because of their own mischief and attempts to kill someone else. After all of the incredibly serious and pointed questions, I chuckled at the last one on the study guide: "Discuss the themes in "The Lion King" and "Star Wars (the movie released in 1977)" and how they are or are not similar to those presented in "Hamlet"." Just as a finished my answers, a bell rang in the hall and I looked at Stef, wondering what it meant. "Study time is over," said Stef. "Did you get through the play?" "I did," I answered, leaving my chair and kneeling front of him. "It made me want a bit of sword play. Oh look here is one. Perhaps with some work, I can unsheathe this shaft." I began to suck his cock in earnest and it was rapidly going from soft to hard. Remembering that someone else had sucked his cock earlier in the day, I wanted to make sure he remembered my skills in the cock sucking department. I didn't want this to be a long slow act. I needed the urgency of his hot hard cock. My mouth and tongue were working on his cock with a pace that had his breath picking up speed. I would swirl underneath the hood of skin on his dick, then slowly slide the skin back as I continued licking the very sensitive head of his cock. That produced a sharp intake of breath. I knew I was having the desired effect on him. No fingers in the butt, no licking balls, just all about his cock. I deep throated him, taking his hard dick all the way down my throat, then came up licked the head again. I pulled off for a minute and then started quickly pumping his cock with my lips. His breathing was getting faster. He grabbed me by the head, but still let me set the pace of the blow job. I kept it up for a couple of minutes, then he started to moan and held my head in place and thrust his cock all the way into my mouth, pulled slowly out and pushed back in again. He repeated it four times shooting a volley of cum into my mouth each time, finally slumping back down on the chair. My mouth was full of the cum that hadn't been shot straight down my throat. Sitting on his lap, I leaned in and kissed him, giving some of his own cum back. After a few minutes he pulled back. "There seemed to be a bit of urgency to that," he said softly. "It was fast and hot." "I just wanted to make sure that you remembered who gives you the best blow jobs," I said smiling. "Well, that certainly made an impression," he said. "Now, unless I miss my guess, I am betting there is a great deal of sex happening down the hall. Why don't you go hang out with the guys. I have a little bit to finish in what I was reading and then I'll join you." I gave him a quick kiss and started to head to the hall. The first room was empty, but in the second room, they had actually pushed the two beds together. On it was a mass of naked teen and twenty somethings. I decided to dive in. One of the guys had another one who was face fucking him. I couldn't see either of their faces, but there was a very hard 7" cut cock sticking straight up. I moved to it and took it in my hand. I began to tease the tip, running my tongue around the very pronounced crown of his cock. After keeping that up for a few minutes, I started moving my mouth up and down on just the head of his dick, not going all the way down. He spread his legs and raised them as much as he could, exposing his ass. Pulling off his cock for minute, I looked down. His ass had a plug in it, so I knew he was a classmate, not one of the mentors. We weren't supposed to use the plugs to actually fuck each other, but looking around it was obvious that rule was being pushed to it's extreme. Guys were manipulating the plugs in every way except pulling it in and out. I decided on the same approach. Licking his balls lightly as I did it, I began moving the base so that it pointed in different directions in his ass. Returning to his cock, I went to work, trying everything I knew to get him to cum. I could tell it was working. His hips began to pump and pretty soon I was rewarded with a big blast of hot cum, followed by several smaller shots. I was beginning to recognize the different tastes of cum and this one seemed new. It would be interesting to see whose cock I had just sucked. I guess I was sort of even with whoever had sucked me earlier in the day and left without me knowing who it was. Just as I was thinking that, whoever was feeding my guy his dick pulled away, obviously having cum. I looked to see who owned the dick I had just had in my mouth. I was Kenny. "See, I told you I'd be sucking that cock soon," I said chuckling. "Get up here and let me return the favor," he said motioning me to come further in the scrum of bodies. This was my first experience with an actual group of people all entwined with each other. I fed my cock to Kenny and quickly learned to lick or suck whatever and whoever was in front of me. A cock would appear and I would begin to suck it. Most of the time, he didn't cum, but pulled out either so that he could suck a cock in a different position or just wanting to feel a different mouth on his cock. Half of the time, I had no idea who was sucking my cock or licking my balls, or which two guys were doing both at the same time. Most of the time I at least saw the face of the guy who had his cock in my mouth. Some I recognized from supper, some I still hadn't met. I know at one point, Erik fed me his cock and I swallowed his load. It felt good, both to suck his cock and thus reconnect, and take a load of cum that I would have been able to recognize even if I didn't know it was him. The second mouth on my dick was Neil. I didn't see him, but I would recognize his style in a heartbeat. He almost made me cum, but backed off before I blasted. It was the 4th mouth that was on my dick that got my first load of the evening. Again, I wasn't sure who it was. It was a cock sucking style that didn't feel familiar, but he was good. Of course, he benefited from three guys before him that had me real close. At some point I lost count of the cocks I had sucked. I'm pretty sure I swallowed 10 loads of cum, not including Stef's, but sucked a lot more cocks than that. I heard that one of the rooms down the hall had been similarly arranged and guys were moving back and forth between them. I didn't leave the room where I started, as I always seemed to find a cock to suck, an ass to lick or someone was giving me too good of a blowjob for me to leave. While I still didn't know all of their names, I was sure that I had to have traded blowjobs with everyone in my class and their mentors. After I had sucked or swallowed them, several of the guys whispered a "Thanks Top Man" or something similar in my ear before moving on to someone else. Thankfully, the same sound as had signaled the end of study time echoed through the hall. They guys recognized it as calling a halt to the activities for the evening. We rearranged the room and staggered back to our rooms, exhausted from intense sex. Stef was walking down the hall as I emerged from the room. He put his arm around me shoulder. "It's going to be a hell of a year," I said as we walked into our room.