Date: Sat, 11 Aug 2018 19:10:53 -0400 (EDT) From: E MOSER Subject: Tales of Jones Lab School #5: What Happens in PR12 Bisexual High School: Tales of Jones Lab School #5: What Happens in PR12 Author's note. These stories are a development from the stories by rwxxx13 with the group title "Study bg3-17." He has approved my continuation with his characters as individuals. What Happens in PR12 by Larry Marion Saturday in October. This should have been a great day to walk around in the Green, or into the trees that bordered Jones Lab School or play a pick up game - but it rained. And rained. The four senior roomies looked out their second story window at gloom. Pure gloom. "Yuck," Brianna said. "I don't even feel like dragging John back to bed and pounding his bones. Not even Duke for a change." "Remember, what happens in 238 stays in 238," John said. "Hey. An idea. Let's each go search for another. Just to make it even, Brianna and I'll search for a guy and Duke and John for a girl. Any grade, eight or up, but must be Vless. You know PR 12, that big one - big enough for an orgy? I bet it's not taken right now, We sign up for it for the rest of the day. I take an hour, you take an hour, etcetera. "Here's the deal. We all write down our name. First round it's you and the person you recruited. Anything goes. Next round the recruits each draw one of us and you get it on with the recruit who drew your name. "What if there's a guy on guy or girl on girl? John said. "That's a problem?" Brianna said. "Well, no. But if there is one boy-boy, there's going to be one girl-girl." "Duke, come on. Remember back when we were sophomores. I walked in on you and John and you two weren't playing horsie on the bed. And John, you discovered Brianna and myself - remember?" "Yeah. Yeah. Okay, Patty." "So, from there we just make it up as we go along. How does that sound? Beats Monopoly. And, you know, I've never heard of `Put your clothes on Poker!' The four laughed at that. "Okay. I'll sign up for PR12. Say a half hour to find somebody - opposite sex - give them the run down - grab a pillow from their room, and then meet in PR12. Don't forget to sign up for an hour - and not the same hour as somebody else. Ready?" Duke, Brianna, and John all nodded. " Let's go." Suddenly the day seemed less gloomy. Patty hurried to PR12 and found it both empty and not taken for the rest of the afternoon, She quickly put her name down for 11 AM and hurried off to find a suitable guy. Her first possible came around the corner. Frank M'urk, a sophomore, no V, and WOW. She hadn't noticed before, but his flaccid cock had to already be six inches long, and thick. His foreskin covered his cock head, of course and he was almost as tall as John. "Hey, Frank - whatchadoin'?" Nothing. Why?" "You have a jealous girl friend or beddie?" "Uh, no." He shrugged his dark shoulders. "Shirley and I broke up two weeks ago. Believe it or not she's going with my brother Freddie." "Say, walk into 12 with me for a minute. I have a proposition for you. " She glanced at his cock, which seemed to be doing some growing and raising. Good sign. Five minutes later they came back out. "Okay, remember Frank, grab a pillow, come back here. Nothing important until we all get here, okay? If you want, sign up for 12:30 since we'll break for lunch." "Got it, Patty. Sounds like fun." They left together, both going for the extra pillow. Patty got back first, then Frank. Five minutes later John slipped in with a pillow. "Gretchen, the junior, is coming. Look, nobody make fun of her accent." "Nobody does, But she's still learning English." Even as Patty finished, Gretchen walked in, her pigtails swaying. "Dees will be gross fun," she said and plopped down on the pillow she'd brought. Right behind her came Duke with sophomore Beverley, she with the big boobs and larger smile. Both had a pillow with them. Then Tommy, another tall senior walked in, his cock half hard. "Brianna's right behind me," he said. He saw the glances towards his cock. "Yep. I've come for fun. Brianna gave me the idea. Ah, here she is," as Brianna entered with her pillow. She glanced around and locked the door. "All right, sports, gather round. First, what happens in PR12, stays in PR12. Now, Duke is my beddie and Brianna and John are too. But we aren't fanatics about it. So don't let that bother you. To start, we pair off with the person we found, so Frank, it's us; Brianna and Tommy, Gretchen and John, Beverly and Duke. Pull a mattress on the floor or get on a couch, or what you want, Come on, Frank, let's rock and roll." The four temporary couples split up. "Hey, for this one I've set the timer for fifteen minutes. Time to chat it up and feel it up before the heavy stuff starts. " With that she took Frank's hand and took him over to a corner where there was already a large size mattress on the floor. They dropped their pillows on it and then sat down. Patty put her arm around his waist. "So you've been here since eighth grade," "Yeah. Dad was a senior here the first year. I was a Lab school in California but he wanted Freddie and me to come here for high school at least. He's good friends with the Adams." He smiled. "Real good friends." "Good. " He put his arm around her shoulder and drew him close. "Yeah. Can't make an omelet until you've cracked an egg," she said and then they were kissing. After the second deep kiss, with his hand on her breast so his finger and thumb to tweak her hard nipple, and her hand explored his now rigid cock. "So has it been a bit?" "We broke up two weeks ago. Last time we shared a bed was almost three weeks ago." "Um. Suppose I give you a quick hummer to relieve some pressure. Then we go for it. Okay?" With that he lay down. She took the hint and positioned her face over his purple tipped seven inches. "Looks good," she said as she glanced around. Brianna and Tommy were going at it in the missionary position; her Duke and Beverley seemed to have fun doing a titty fuck, with her licking the cock head on the in stroke; finally, Gretchen and John fucked doggie style with her pigtails bouncing with the force of his strokes. She hadn't had his black dick in her mouth for more than ten minutes when he groaned. "I'm about to..." as she felt his cock jerk and then her mouth filled with the sweet-salty taste of teen cum. She had to swallow three times. The cock didn't deflate all the way so she climbed on top of him, stroked the pecker three times and let her hand guide it into her love tunnel. "Yes," she sighed as she began to rock back and forth, up and down. "Feels good," Frank. "Yes. You know what to do." He smiled. "You're going to cum." "It's big enough and thick enough. You just last long enough." She let out a moan. "Oh, Christ, I'm cumming," Tommy shouted, "Brianna, you're just too good." "You're not bad yourself. If I get pissed at John - well, I'll give you a shout." "Wunderbar! Wunderbar!" Gretchen moaned as she shook her butt while John eased out of her hairy pussy. "Nice," John said. Beverley laughed as Duke's cock exploded on her neck and face. "Crazy," Duke said. "But fun." The timer went off as they rested - all but Beverley who had to clean Duke's cum off her. "Second round Beverley, Gretchen, Tommy, and Frank, select your partner from Duke, John, Brianna, and myself. The person you select will pick what you two do. You can't pick your previous partner. So it went Beverley and John, Gretchen and Duke, Brianna and Frank and Patty and Tommy. John decided that the titty fuck was so cool, he wanted to do it, Gretchen did backwards cowboy with Duke, Brianna and Frank did it doggy style while Patty and Tommy did the forwards cowboy. By the time all had exploded it was time for lunch. Even a rainy Saturday had a lot of students gone - all the day students of course, and a fair number of dormies out with a townie friend to that friend's home for the weekend. The eight entered together. They noticed that several gave them odd glances to which they shrugged shoulders and ate their sandwiches and salad while they drank milk or tea. Then they were back in PR 12. "Well, that second round wasn't creative, was it?" Patty said as they began round three. Shall we let our gay side show a bit? Girls eat snatch; boys suck dick?" They glanced around and all saw thumbs up. "Okay. Duke and Frank, John and Tommy. So Brianna and Beverley, Gretchen and me. Up to each couple to do 69 or individual. Pair up and feed!" So it went. Duke and Frank serviced each other while John and Tommy did 69 twice. The girls stayed with singles, each serving the other and then being serviced. The next round was back to straight. Beverley paired with Tommy, who also wanted a titty fuck, Duke and Brianna for old times sake, Gretchen and Frank, who got the others laughing when Gretchen began German and Frank, French. Patty and John started with doggie style and ended up backwards cowgirl. As they got ready for the next round, after which they all agreed a rest would be good, Beverley, quiet, soft spoken, rather shy, Beverley stood up and put her hands on her broad hips. "Look, I know I'm out of order, but I don't care. I'm going to have to wash my hair again cause I know I have cum in it. I haven't had a dick in me all day. I'd say that sucks, but hell, that's not what I want. I want a dick in me. To be specific, I want a black dick in my ass. So I'm grabbing Frank and the rest of you can fight over the left overs. Come on, Frank. I'm on my hands and knees and your target ain't my pus. Shove it in, bro." The other six sat silent for a moment and then Tommy reached for Brianna, Duke for Gretchen, and John for Patty as the other three girls got on their hands and knees as well. There were some comments of "Damn, that's tight," and "Easy guy. Slow and gentle," until all were pumping away. After that organization sort of fell away. At the end the eight got into a daisy chain of boy-girl-boy-girl, the girl sucking and the boy eating. They remembered the rest break and they took it, but all agreed that two was the end. They parted, holding their pillow and kissing one another. The weekend didn't allow for any changes, but on Monday morning, Frank and Beverley showed up with their room mates asking for a consensual room change. The two being sophomores with comparable schedules that was quickly granted. When Gretchen and Tommy appeared with the same request, the fact that one was a junior and the other a senior caused the deans some concern. Then Tommy said, "Ich bin ein Herrbrat. Ich habe sechs Jahre in Deutschland gelebt und bin nur siebzehn. Ich kann Gretchen mit ihrem Englisch und ihrem Akzent helfen." The DoG said, "Okay, Tommy. Translate." Before Tommy could say anything, Gretchen said, "Tommy says he's lived in Deutschland six years. He's an Armee kid. He can me with English help. Bitte, let us share a room." The two deans looked at each other. "Granted," they said together. That rainy Saturday should have stayed in PR12. All eight said it did. Somehow, something happened and PR12 began to get a bit more action with groups of eight, ten, twelve. The good thing was that no beddie couple, or at least very few, split because of PR12 session. But a PR12 session became part of the Jones Lab School vocabulary, at least for the high school. When I started "After the Experiment" I did not plan to have more than between three to five more stories. Like Topsy, this has grown. With growth came a few errors. For example, we have the line from the Teen Swim Party "... ranging from a bald, flat 11 year old..." when the invitation clearly states that the mandated ages are 12 to 17 so this line should read "... ranging from a bald, flat one who looked 11 . . ." Feel free to point out other errors. If I were to ever find a paper publisher, such errors will be corrected. Thanks. If you liked this part of "Tales of Jones Lab School " or any of the other Paige-Mason-Jenna stories, please consider a donation to Nifty. Comments, pro or con to the author are always appreciated.