FOUNDER'S SCHOOL FOR BOYS

BY BOTTOMBOY1011@YAHOO.COM

 

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Chapter 12

Bryan's New Life

 

Before I could leave the office, Dr. Butler guided me into the room where I talked to my family a few days ago. He sat in the chair and pulled me on to his lap. "Brian, what happened yesterday, was not as much about you being mounted, as it was about you becoming a Crossman. Starting today, your life as you knew it has drastically changed. The hiding how smart you are, hiding just to read a book, and most of all the feeling that you were not part of your community, those days are gone. Today, you are a Crossman. That carries with it a lot of responsibilities. Going forward as a Crossman, your future is set. You will go to college, have a family, be a leader in your community, and a role model for others to follow."

"I don't understand Sir. I am not a leader, and I'm sure not a role model."

"How can you say that, I watched you at that party last night, those boys you were with would follow you anywhere. They never took their eyes off of you, even while they were servicing their men. Owen is in love with you, you can see that by the way he looks at you and always wants to be with you. Since you came to this school, Owen has finally come out of his shell. He is talkative, smiles a lot, and participates more in his classes. Don't tell me you're not a role model."

"I am very confused Doctor I have not done anything to make people think that way."

"Oh, my boy, but you have. You started by removing a threat from their lives. Then you became a friend to all these boys without a second thought as to who they were. You didn't let Owen's scars effect the way you see him or Timmy's missing balls. All you see is a nice boys who you like to be around.

Owen is a special case, and if not for you I am not sure he would still be here. He sure has not had an easy life. His mother could not care less about him. His father was his best friend, and when he was taken away, it broke him. He was looking for a way out, what Kyle did to him, just convinced him it was time to die."

"Well, I am glad he didn't succeed. He is so cool, and I love to be around him, he makes me laugh." I said with a smile.

"You see Brian, he was never cool, or funny before you came into his life. Even Timmy only had a few boys that he would even talk to, but they were always kept at a distance. Meeting you and seeing how hard you are working to adapt, has changed that in him.

You keep saying that you didn't grow up like them, and you don't always understand them. What do you think they feel about you? They are seeing the excitement you are finding as a Crossman, excitement about things that they took for granted. None of them could understand why you were scared of the mounting. They didn't realize what a truly big deal it is, until you showed them, and Brian, you have only been here for a week. How will their lives change when you have been here for years?"

"I wasn't trying to do any of that though."

"I know, you didn't have to, all you ever had to be was you. I just told you about how you have affected their lives, but they have also had a big impact on your life as well. You came into this school afraid of everything, but you let them help you through it and gave them something to take pride in. Timmy told me something yesterday before your mounting. He said that you are the bravest person he has ever met. He said that no matter how scared you have been since you got here, that you have faced up to it all. When I saw you take Mr. Donahue's hand and walk back into that mounting room, I knew he was right."

"I sure didn't feel brave, I was so scared."

"Yet you faced it. As for brave, did you ever think you would care enough about anyone that was not Donny, to walk into an office and stand up to a man like the Headmaster, just to save someone from being punished unjustly?"

"But he was not just someone, he is my brother and my friend."

"You barley knew Timmy, but you took on a boy twice your size for no other reason than he was picking on someone who could not stand up for himself."

"I guess I never thought of it that way. I just wish I hadn't been such a cry baby about everything though, that was embarrassing."

"No, don't be embarrassed about that at all. What you did with your tears, is allow boys like Timmy, Aaron, and Tyler to feel like they were a part of your journey. You can't take that away from them by being embarrassed about it."

"Wow, I didn't know anyone really cared about all of that."

"Of course, you didn't, because you are not the kind of person who is looking for pats on the back. You just do what you think is right, and never realize how big a deal it is to others. However, to those other boys it is a huge deal. Brian, I am so proud of you for who you are and look so forward to the Crossman who I know you will become."

We hugged and he put me back on the floor. "Thank you Doctor that gives me a lot to think about."

"You are very welcome Brian. Now off to class with you."

The rest of the morning went very well. I was in such a great mood after my talk with Dr. Butler. He always makes me feel better. I met Timmy outside the dining room, and we went inside. We got in our line and just grabbed our trays when I heard Owen yelling my name.

He was running towards me yelling, "Brian... Brian..."

"Hey Owen slow down, what's up?"

He was waving a piece of paper in the air, "Look Brian, it's a letter from my daddy. He says that he loves me and misses me so much that his heart hurts, just like mine."

I reached out and caught him and gave him a big hug, "I am so happy for you Owen. I knew he would contact you as soon as he could."

"Now I know where to write him and the Headmaster said that I could write him as much as I want to. Tonight, I am going to tell him all about you and Timmy, and that you are my friends."

"I am so excited for you. Now, go get in line and get some lunch."

When he turned around Bobby was there, "Hey little bro what is all the excitement about?"

"Look Bobby, my daddy wrote me a letter."

Bobby guided him toward their line so I could not hear what Bobby said.

Timmy just looked at me a smiled. "What are you looking at goofball?"

"I have seen that kid around here for a few years now, and I don't think I have ever seen him so happy. What's cool, is that you are the first person he wanted to share the news with. I know I am going to sound like a sap, but I gotta say, I like you a lot. You are a good person."

"Yes, you do sound like a sap, and you also sound like Dr. Butler. He said the same thing this morning."

We got our food and yes, our golden water and headed to the table. Timmy asked, "When did you see Dr. Butler?"

"He was at the Headmasters office when I went to see him."

Timmy just looked at me like the world was coming to an end. "Why did you go to see him?"

"Because I wanted him to punish me instead of Tyler. I was the one that messed up, he was just defending me."

"I thought Tyler told you to stay out of it."

"He did, but it wasn't fair I wanted the Headmaster to know it."

"I am not sure I want to be you when we get home tonight. Tyler said to say out of it, and you should have done what he asked."

I was so happy until now. We finished lunch without saying much more. It knew Timmy was mad at me, but that would have to wait till tonight. The rest of my classes went well, and I practically ran to Drama.

I entered the auditorium and saw Mrs. Walters by the stage. I ran to her yelling, "Mrs. Walters... Mrs. Walters..."

She turned to see me running at full speed with a big smile on my face. She reached out her arms and I almost knocked her over, "Brian, what's going on."

I caught my breath and said, "The Headmaster said that I get to spend the weekend with you and Mr. Walters, Is it true?"

"Why yes it is, if you want to. I know you don't like my husband much, but I hope you will come anyway."

I fell into a chair laughing. When I calmed down a little I said, "Well I guess I could as long as he don't math me to death."

Her smile went away, and she shook her head, "I guess you can't come then, because you know he will math you to death. He never got the opportunity when you were his student." She said with a laugh.

I looked at the ground like I was thinking, then smiled as I looked up and said, "I guess there are worse ways to go." I giggled.

She held out her arms and wrapped me in a hug. She whispered in my ear, "Mr. Walters and I will pick you up tomorrow at nine thirty after your appointment."

How did she know I had an appointment? Did I know I had an appointment? She called the class to order. "Ok boys, who studied the lines and song I assigned from Music Man last week?" We all raised our hands except for three boys, Owen being one of them.

"Owen, I know you studied them because we did them together over the weekend."

"Shh, I don't want to be called on, please Brian." He look so afraid that when she looked over towards us, I raised my hand.

"Ok Brian, how much of You Got Trouble do you know?"

"All of it I guess."

"Ok, hop up on stage and show me what you got"

The lyrics are more like talking fast than a song. After Owen, Timmy, and I went to the movies last weekend we came back and went to the library in the main building and found a DVD of the Music Man and watched it. The star was cool the way he conned those people, and by the time we left the library we were all doing the lines and having fun. So. I took a deep breath and when the music started I went for it"

"Well, either you're closing your eyes
To a situation you do now wish to acknowledge
Or you are not aware of the caliber of disaster indicated
By the presence of a pool table in your community.
Ya got trouble, my friend, right here,
I say, trouble right here in River City.
Why sure I'm a billiard player,
Certainly mighty proud I say
I'm always mighty proud to say it.
I consider that the hours I spend
With a cue in my hand are golden.
Help you cultivate horse sense
And a cool head and a keen eye.
Never take and try to give
An iron-clad leave to yourself
From a three-reail billiard shot?
But just as I say,
It takes judgement, brains, and maturity to score
In a balkline game,
I say that any boob kin take
And shove a ball in a pocket.
And they call that sloth.
The first big step on the road
To the depths of deg-ra-Day--
I say, first, medicinal wine from a teaspoon,
Then beer from a bottle..."
There's more, but I think you get the point. There are like another thirty lines and by the time I was done I was out of breath. Everyone was clapping and I must admit that I felt relieved, happy, and exhausted all at the same time.

I sat down next to Owen and said, "I saved you this time, but you know she is going to make you do it later. You will never be as good as me but do your best." I had to turn my head so he would not see me smile and know I was daring him.

"You are right, I will not be as good as you. I will be better." He raised his hand.

"Yes Owen?"

"Would it be alright if I go now?"

"Sure, come up on stage."

"No way you can do better than me." I said.

"Watch me." He said as he started walking away, then he turned his head towards me and stuck out his tongue."

He climbed up on that stage with a purpose. When the music started up he did the whole song like we saw that Robert Preston guy do it in the movie.

When he came off stage after the applause from the class and a few older kids who came from backstage to watch. He sat down next to me and said, "I told you I could do it better." I just smiled at him. "What are you smiling at?" All of a sudden his face registered that he caught on. "You set me up, you acted like there was no way I could do it better than you so I would do it."

I acted surprised, "Who me?" I could not help but laugh. When I did, I turned my head enough to see Dr. Butler sitting in the back of the theater looking at me and shaking his head.

Owen saw him too and asked, "What do you think he is doing here?"

"I think he is here to talk to you."

"Why, what did I do?" Owen asked nervously.

"Why do you think you did something wrong? Why don't you go see what he wants?"

I watched as Owen approached Dr. Butler. The Doctor looked at me and winked. I watched as Owen sat down and they started talking. Then everyone heard Owen say kinda loud, "Really you mean it!!!"

I saw the Doctor nod his head and Owen came running back to me. "Guess what, Dr. Butler said that I could come to his house this weekend if I wanted. Except for the movies and the park, I never get to leave here. Do you think I should go?"

"Of course, you should. Timmy is going home this weekend, and I am going to Mr. and Mrs. Walters house for the weekend. If you don't go, you will be all alone."

He turned to leave and then turned back. "He said to tell you `Leader', what does that mean?"

"I have no idea."

He ran back over to the Doctor and nodded his head fast and then gave him a hug.

Owen and I walked together over to the dining room where of course, Timmy was waiting for us. Owen ran up to him all excited and said, "Timmy, we did it!!! Both of us got on stage and did Ya Got Trouble. Brian went first because there was no way I could get up there and do it. After Brian finished, and he did awesome, he tricked me into going up, and I did it. Of course, I did better than Brian."

"In your dreams goofball, I did way better then you." I teased.

"I wish I could have seen it. I know you both did great, and I will be at the show for sure." Said Timmy.

We walked into the dining room and Owen headed over to his line where I could tell he was going crazy telling Bobby all about it. Timmy and I got our trays and I was all excited because they had meatloaf again. I love the meatloaf with mashed potatoes and green beans. The man at the end put the golden water on my tray and we went over to our table. Tyler, Brendon, Tristen, Paul, and Brad were already there.

I was feeling good about today and wanted to tell Tyler all about it, but he would not even look at me. "Tyler, what's wrong?"

"You know what wrong Brian, don't act like you don't"

"Please Tyler, I am sorry. I just didn't want you to get in trouble for protecting me. Please don't be mad at me."

After that Tyler would not even look at me. I felt my tears starting to form in my eyes, so I got up and ran out of the dining room and over to the house. I stripped down and ran upstairs to my room. I fell on the bed, face down and cried into my pillow.

I don't know how long it was, but I felt a hand on my back and thought it was Tyler. It wasn't it was Timmy. "It's ok Brian, it will pass trust me."

"Timmy, you just don't understand. Every time things are going good for me I do something to mess it up. Now Tyler won't ever speak to me again."

"Don't be stupid Brian, of course he will speak to you again. It may not be until tomorrow. You messed up and you have to accept that. Tyler told you in front of me and Tristan not to go to the Headmaster, and you did it anyway. You have to know that you violated his trust by doing that."

"What do you mean."

"It's like the other day when Owen told us how he used to service his dad. You said that you would not tell anyone about it, and he trusted you to keep the secret. Tyler said not to talk to the Headmaster, that he knew what he did was wrong, but he loves us and that his job is to protect us. You nodded your head that you understood, and then went and did it anyways. How does he trust you now?"

"I love him to. How do I fix this?"

"You can't fix this right now. You have to let Tyler get over his mad, then you guys will work it out. I mean it Brian, don't try to fix this until Tyler is over his mad or you will just make it worse."

I know Timmy is right, Donny is the same why. The hard part for me was always the waiting for Donny to get over his mad, but he always did. I laid back down on my bed and Timmy laid down beside me. We didn't talk, but it felt good to have him there.

Tyler and Tristen came into the room just long enough to hang their clothes and then left. Timmy said, "We need to go get our cunts cleaned so we can get to our appointments." We laid there for another five minutes, then headed to the CCR.

When we entered the room, Tyler and Tristen were just getting off the toilet and into the showers. Timmy and I took our places on the table. Tyler went behind Timmy to start him, while Jr did mine. The nozzle was bigger than last time, and hurt a little going in, but not too bad. I went through three cleanings, showered, and went back to my room. Tyler was there giving Tristen his appointment information. "Tristen, you are with Mr. Young in room twenty-eight, and Timmy you are with Mr. Anderson in room nineteen. Brian, you are with Mr. Taylor in room six."

He was still mad and turned away as soon as he gave me my appointment. I walk down the stairs with Timmy and a bunch of other boys. I found room six and knocked on the door. "Come in."

I opened the door to see a naked man. There was something about him that really scared me, maybe it was the big black beard. He was five foot seven, dark brown eyes, hairy chest, beer belly, and a very hard six-inch cock."

He looked at me and said, "I am aware that you had your first mounting yesterday. What you need to understand is that you are now a Crossman and what that means is that we have a duty to each other. Yours is to be obedient and accept that a man's needs must be your first priority. Whether that is taking care of his sexual needs, domestic needs, or just hanging around with him for company."

"Excuse me Sir, I understand my duties as a Cboy, but you said that we have a duty to each other. What does that mean?"

"Good question boy. Dr. Butler and the Headmaster think that maybe the law might be something that you would be into exploring. I, like many of the other men you will be meeting are lawyers. My duty to you, would be to help you explore this possibility. I would meet with you and have you over to my house where I would show you how to find laws, write briefs and even take you to court with me to see what it would be like."

"Really that would be so cool. I am not sure that law is what I want to do, but it would be fun to explore it."

"Law is just one option and you are nine years old. You will be exploring many different options before you will need to choose one. For now, let's start with you coming over here and displaying for me."

I still thought he was a little scary, and he was not really asking me to display as much as telling me. I got into display position and he started his inspection of me.

"You are actually a very cute boy. With the good food they serve here, you are going to have to start watching what you eat and get more exercise. Otherwise you will get one of these," He said rubbing his stomach, "and it is much harder to get rid of as an adult. I saw that you had a penis issue, but I didn't know it was this bad. Does it get hard at all?"

"No Sir." I know it won't get any bigger, but I wish it at least worked."

"Do you think you would like to find a woman to marry and have children?"

"No Sir, I know I am gay. I hope one day to have a husband."

"I think you will be a wonderful wife to the right man. Now, show me how you please a cock." He said as he pointed to the ground in front of him.

I got down on my knees before him and did my breathing, then started licking his balls. After a few minutes he said, "Now boy I expect you to have this cock in your mouth and all I should see is your nose against my pubes. Do it now."

I took him in my mouth and licked the head and collected as much of his pre as I could get. I swallowed just enough to coat my throat and use the rest to coat his cock. I took a deep breath and went all the way down on him. It took three tries to get it into my throat, but I did it and when I went to pull up I found the he was holding me there. I wanted to push his hand off of my head but knew that would be disrespectful. I started struggling for air, he must have known because he released my head and I pulled back far enough to breath, but not far enough to let the cock out of my mouth.

After a few minutes, he pulled his cock out and said, "You did a very good job boy. I felt you struggle, but you put your man's needs ahead of your own. Had you fought, I would have let go, but you didn't and that shows your commitment to the Crossman code of conduct. Now, let's get you into mounting position on the bed."

I was really hoping that I would not get mounted this time. I am still hurting from yesterday. "Yes Sir."

I was not sure how I was supposed to position myself until I heard, "This will be just like yesterday. I want you in the center of the bed in the same position you were in on the mounting table. Very good... legs under you... nice... face on the bed... arms stretched above your head... good... now arch your back... What you are doing now Brian is offering your cunt to your man. In this position you are saying to him that you are there to please him."

I heard him open a cabinet, then close it again. I felt the tip of the lube enter me. "Brian, this lube I am using is different than what you had yesterday. For your first mounting an oil-based lube was used because it will last in the same state for the whole mounting. Going forward, we will use a water-based lube. After a short time, this will break down allowing more friction for yours and your man's enjoyment. It won't be as enjoyable for you today, but when you are used to being mounted, it will bring you some amazing pleasure. It also has a little flavor to it for when you are cleaning the cock afterwards."

I really did not want to think about having to do that. I know I am clean inside, but it is still my butt. I felt him slide between my legs and then felt his cock touch my cunt. I tightened up which I didn't mean to do. I forced myself to relax and push out. As soon as I did he pushed the head of his cock in me. I pushed my face into the pillow and screamed. I thought the pain was supposed to lessen after the first time.

He waited a while, longer then Mr. Donahue did last night. "Brian, I feel you relaxing, so I am slowly going to push in more cock. All I need from you is to ask me politely to push more cock into your cunt."

I could not believe that he was going to make me ask him for it. The thing is, that as much as it hurts, I really do want this to happen so that I can start getting the same feelings that I got that day in the Doctor's office. "Sir, it really hurts a lot, but I know that I need to learn to pleasure cocks with my cunt as well as my mouth. Would you please feed me your cock until you have bread me?"

"Very good Brian. Of course, I will bread you, all you had to do was ask." He said with a chuckle. Over the next five minutes or so he slowly pushed his cock inch by inch into me until his pubes were pressed against my butt. "You're doing great Brian, now I want you to slowly straighten out your legs, so you are lying flat on the bed. Very good boy now spread them as wide as you can." Once I got into the position he wanted he laid with his weight on me, making sure that his cock was planted. "That's better, how are you feeling now?"

"It still hurts, only not as much. You are a little heavy, but I kinda like the way it feels."

"Most boys like this over mounting position. That position is good to receive the man's cock but tends to cramp up the boys legs. In this position the boy and the man become bonded. I am a part of you right now with my cock making our connection. Now we are running out of time, so we need you finish this off and get you bread."

He pulled out slowly and pushed back in. There was still some pain, but it was more of a full feeling and an ach. Then he started speaking into my ear, "Oh yea Brian, that cunt is made for cocks. You will give the men so much pleasure with it. I am envious of your future husband." He started speeding up and going in and out harder. I thought I was starting to feel some tingles just as he was feeding me his seed. When he stopped to rest, the tingles went away. He started to go soft and pulled out. When his cock was free I felt him put a cunt plug in.

He moved himself so his legs were off the bed and he was in a sitting position. "Brian, come over here and get on your knees." I did as I was told and was now staring at the cock that was just inside me. I didn't see any poop on it, only cum and lubrication. "Clean me up boy so we can get you to bed."

I took a deep breath and went for it. It tasted like cum which I really liked, and strawberry. I licked that cock happily until he told me to stop. "You did good today boy I am proud of you."

He told me to take just the head back into my mouth. "You know what is about to happen?" I nodded my head. "You know how to control the flow, so nothing leaks out?" I nodded again and put my thumbs on his piss tube and lightly squeezed. I felt the first of his golden water enter my mouth. It was really bitter and not very good at all, but I drank it all down. "You did very well Brian, we will definitely be meeting again. Our meetings will not always be about sex, some will be about law. I will see about you spending a week with me at some point and see if I can't make the law fun for you."

We walked out of the room and went our separate ways. I went to the service room, logged on to the computer, and filled out my questionnaire. With that done I logged out and headed up to my room. My cunt was hurting a little, but not as bad as last night. If he would just have gone a little longer, I might have gotten the tingles like I had in the Doctor's office that first day.

I walked in our room and Tyler was laying on his bed reading with his back to me. I grabbed my backpack and pulled out my homework. I was just finishing up when Timmy and Tristen came back. We all went down to the bathroom, peed, washed our faces and hands. Went back to our room and got into our beds and said goodnight.

I tried to get to sleep but had too much on my mind. When I heard everyone's breathing become study, I got out of bed, grabbed my book, and headed down to the library. There were only a few lights on, and I noticed in one corner there was a boy at one of the desks. He looked older than me working on what looked like his homework. I went over to my red beanbag chair and pulled it under a light. I started reading, but my mind kept going back to Tyler. I really loved him, not as much as Donny, but close. I hope I didn't ruin my relationship with him.

I was reading and thinking for I don't know how long when I looked up into Tyler's eyes. I figured I was in trouble again, but he pulled a chair over and said, "I was looking for you. I heard you leave and figured you were going to the bathroom, but never came back. I noticed that your book was not on your nightstand so I figured you would be here. Want to tell me why you are here?"

"I just couldn't sleep. I guess I am in trouble again." I asked flatly.

"No, you're not in trouble. Because were in close quarters, most boys come here or to the kitchen to read or do homework when they can't sleep. Want to tell me why you can't sleep?"

"Just frustrated and too much on my mind."

"What is frustrating you?"

"I can't tell you."

"Why?"

"Because you are still in your mad and I don't want to make things worse."

"Brian, do you understand why I am mad?"

"Because you told me not to do something and I did it anyway."

"You are always using the excuse that you didn't grow up a Crossman. That, however, does not apply here. I feel mad that you did something that I asked you not to, but mostly I feel betrayed."

"I don't understand, how did I betray you?"

"I don't regret what I did that night with the Headmaster and Mr. Donahue. I thought you were in danger, and I would fight to the death anyone that tried to hurt one of my brothers, especially the three I am responsible for."

"I know that, but that whole situation was my fault. Well mostly the Headmasters fault."

"That may be, but I am the one that showed disrespect by raising my voice and threating a man. That is just not done here, and there are consequences for those actions. I knew it and was ready to accept them. It was important for me to accept them."

"What was it so important that you would be willing to accept a punishment that I should have received?"

"As you have noticed by what you have seen as well as what you have heard from the other boys, the bonds are strong between a Crossman father and son."

"Yea, all the boys talk about their dads a lot."

"Right, so had you not interfered today. I would have gone home tomorrow and told my dad what happened on your mounting day. My dad would have been proud of me for standing up for you, even knowing the cost of doing so. Then he would have asked about my punishment. I would have told him about it and how I walked into the Headmasters office and accepted it with pride, knowing I had done the right thing. Only now I have to tell him that I didn't get punished because you went in and talked the Headmaster out of it. That news will take the pride look off of his face and it will be replaced with a look of disappointment. I can count on one hand the number of times in my life that I have seen that look on his face because of something I did."

"I am really sorry Tyler, I didn't know."

"Of course, you didn't, how would you have. There are a lot of things you don't know, and you will make mistakes. You need to understand Brian, I know these things. Timmy and Tristen knows these things, but unless you want to go back to no friends, you have to listen when we tell you that you should or shouldn't do something. Let us guide you and help you through this major transition in your life or save yourself the hassle and get the Headmaster to move you into another house."

I felt tears start to fill my eyes. "Is that what you think I should do?"

"I can't answer that for you Brian, you will have to do that yourself. As for me, I hope you don't do it. I would miss you very much and be extremely sad about it."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

Sitting up straighter so I could look him in the eyes. "Does that mean you are over your mad?"

"I am mostly over my mad, but you are going to have to prove to me that I can trust you again."

I jumped up and hugged him tightly and said, "I will prove it to you Tyler, I promise I will."

"Ok, I am tired and going to bed, are you coming?"

"Yep, just let me grab my book." When I turned around I saw the boy that was there when I came in and one other. They were both smiling and wiping their eyes with their arms.

I was a little embarrassed, so I grabbed my book and caught up with Tyler. We went back upstairs, and Tyler turned to go into our room, and I went straight. I took another pee, washed my hands, and went back to my room. I was tired and knew I could sleep now.