Date: Wed, 26 Feb 2003 22:29:07 -0500 (EST) From: Pat Davis Subject: Mount Storm chapter 1 This story is pure fiction. To my knowledge, no place like Mount Storm School exists. This story must not be stolen. It is copy righted by the author. Permission for posting other than with Nifty must be given by the author. If you are offended by homoerotic fiction, what are you doing reading at Nifty? If you are looking for something to help you get off, this is not the story you want. This is a story about redemption, there will be some sex in the story, but it is not a sex story. I hope you laugh, cry and learn to like, even love some of the guys in the story, I know I did as I wrote the story for you. Mount Storm: Chapter one, The room was quiet; with 20 teenage boys in the room, this was very strange indeed. The young men ranged in age from 13 to 18 and they all had one thing in common. They were here because they all had problems, some were bullies, others had few or no friends, and others rebelled at authority figures and were out of control, many had criminal records. In front of the boys was a stage with a large screen behind a small podium. A tall well-built middle-aged man walked up to the podium and began to speak to the teens. "My name is Steven Hollings and I am the Director and Principle of Mount Storm School" "Welcome to your new home men. Some of you have been sent here by your parents, others by court order, however you got here makes no difference, the program you are about to begin today will be the same for all of you. Those on the outside call this a boot camp for troubled teens but they are very wrong as you will soon find out." This caused the teens to become even more nervous. "Some of you already know that your parents or guardians have signed notarized papers permitting any corporal punishment that is deemed necessary by the staff, I would like to emphasize the word ANY". The boys saw a cold, hard look in the man's eyes that sent a shiver down more than one spine. "Your day will be long and very hard. It will start at 5 am and end at 10 pm" A loud buzz and moans filled the room, a shout of "SILENCE" came from the stage and the room quieted. " Now reach under your chairs and you will find a cloth bag with your name, open the bag and you will find a small thin book with your name on the cover, take out the book but don't open it, place the book on the floor in front of your feet. You will all live by those rules." Now the room got very loud with calls of "FUCK YOU" and catcalls. Once more, the word "SILENCE" rang from the stage, greeted with more loud obscenities. Director Hollings picked up the heavy podium with one hand and moved it to the side of the stage and the screen came to life. The pictures on the screen instantly caused the room to become deadly quiet except for the screams that came from large speakers on the walls. The screen showed three naked boys hanging from a beam beaten by three other naked boys with a strange looking whip on their backs, asses and thighs. The screams and moans of the boys filled the room. The boys were hairless except for a short buzz cut on the top of their heads. After three minutes, the screen went blank. Director Hollings walked to the front of the small stage and said in a quiet voice, "I can see I now have your attention. Take out the bag from under your chairs and take ALL your clothes off and put them in your bag". Some of the boys started to strip after seeing what was on the screen; many just sat there, some in shock, some with defiance blazing from their eyes. "As soon as you boys are naked, help the others who need help". Soon all the boys but four youths were naked and had put their clothes in the bag; the four had refused to listen to the others and stood defiantly glaring at everyone in the room. "I see we have a problem here, four of you have refused to obey my orders". "The rest of you have a choice, receive the same punishment as those four or strip them yourselves." A loud buzz filled the room, and after a short struggle, the four had their clothing ripped off and stuffed in the bag. "You have been taught your first lesson boys, cooperation to achieve a common goal" With 20 naked teenagers now in the room, the smell of sweat and testosterone filled the room. "While on the campus you will remain naked at all times as will your teachers and staff" then Hollings took off his own clothes and stood before the boys. His wide shoulders tapered down to a small waist and the boys looked at the naked man in wonder, the power of the man, the long fat cock, and the self-confidence was over-powering to the boys. He walked down off the stage and walked in front of the boys as he started to speak. "Some of you are fat, some of you are skinny, some of you are in good shape but by the end of the year all of you will have the body other men and boys dream of having". "You may have noticed the bracelet I am wearing, and the same bracelet on the guys in the video you just watched. Now it is time for you to have the same bracelet fitted on your wrists. The bracelet is not jewellery; it is made of a special metal and cannot be removed. Each of you has special needs. As an example, in the dinning room you will eat food designed for you alone, which means no sharing your meals and snacks, the bracelet will tell the servers those needs. The bracelet has many other uses; you will soon discover all of them. The doors opened and five naked teens walked into the room each with a box in their hands. Their bodies ripped with muscle and their skin seemed to glow with health and energy, each had an all over tan, they walked with the grace and confidence of a panther on the prowl. "As your name is called raise your hands over your head." Hollings took a list from the podium and started to call each boy's name from the list and one of the boys with the boxes walked up to him and told him to give them his right wrist. The task went well until one of the boys refused to stick out his arm for the bracelet. Hollings saw this and waited to see what would happen next. The boys, one each side of him spoke into his ear and he stuck out his arm for the bracelet. Hollings smiled as the bracelet fitted snugly to his wrist. In the middle of the room, a shouted FUCK YOU rang out and a large youth took a swing at the boy with the bracelets. The boy moved and the punch hit air as he stepped back. The room was quiet as the boys waited to see what would happen next. Hollings said, "Boys, you understand that if that punch had landed you all would have received the same punishment? You all would have been sleeping on your bellies for the next few days". A low hum filled the room as the boys talked to each other and glared at the boy. Still the defiant boy held his arms locked across his muscular chest. Five of the bigger boys walked up to him and in a loud voice the biggest said "Last chance asshole, easy way or hard way, take your pick". Jackson the defiant boy, yelled in his face, "Touch me and I will KILL your white ass" The five boy's grabbed Jackson put him down and held him kicking and screaming on the floor. The mass of naked flesh on the floor slowly extended one black wrist firmly held for the bracelet. The bracelet quickly fitted to the wrist and Jackson screamed. The five boys still held him on the ground. The boy who had fitted the bracelet dropped to the floor on his knees next to Jackson then moved close to his ear and spoke softly to him. Jackson slowly relaxed and the straining muscles of the five who held him relaxed. They got up and returned to their seats, still Jackson was lying on the floor softly sobbing as tears ran down his face. Two of the boys with the bracelets went to Jackson and helped him stand up. Then the other boys looked on in wonder as they held Jackson in their arms and comforted him with gentle touches as they spoke softly in his ear. Hollings spoke now for the second time since the punch had hit air. "Boys, I want you to face the guy on your right and give him the best hug you know how to give" Most of boys looked at the boy on their right, looked down at the naked cocks and balls on display and did not move. Hollings spoke again, "Get used to it boys, unless you leave the campus on a field trip you will be naked as the day you were born for at least the next year". The buzz of voices returned for a short time and then, one after the other they started to hug each other. Many started to cry as they held each other, knowing they were all in this together for the first time. Many cocks in the room started to get hard from the close contact with naked flesh. "Boys, never be embarrassed by a hard cock, yours or the other guys, they are a sign of manhood and virility. Never be embarrassed to cry or show your emotions to others or be made uncomfortable by the emotions of others." A couple of the boys walked up to Jackson and gave him bear hugs; several slapped him on his bare ass and gave him a smile. "Boys, for the next 10 days you will be in the intake dorms, you will do many things in that time you thought impossible. You will sweat, you will hurt, you will work hard, we will make you do things you do not want to do, but you WILL do them, and you will work together in teams to do things that ARE impossible to do alone. Now you leave your old lives in the bags under your chairs and begin your new life, in the next 10 days, you will learn more about yourselves and others then you have learned in your past life. It is a tough ten days and most of you will want to give up, but the other guys will not let you, nor will the staff. The most important thing we have to give you here is love. You will learn to love yourself, the other boys, and the staff in ways that will break your hearts but you will learn to rebuild them in ways that will make you stronger and better. We will show you how to live a life others can only dream about, again welcome to Mount Storm, now lets get started building your new lives." TO BE CONTINUED? Your response is welcome, stormwriter2003@yahoo.com I hope this story takes on a life of it's own as we learn more about the young Men and staff at Mount Storm School, but that depends on you and your response to the first few chapters.