FOUNDER'S SCHOOL FOR BOYS
Authors note.
This is a very long chapter, one of the longest I have written. It was not intentional, I just couldn't stop, and wanted to get to the start of the sex stuff. I hope you like it and will be kind enough to let me know.
I want to thank all of the readers that wrote to me telling me what they liked and didn't like about what was going on. I have had multiple readers tell me how angry they were that Brian got paddled. What I found interesting was that they were not up set that a boy got his butt beat, they were upset that Brian got his butt beat. I started this story as something to do while I was on furlough. I never thought I would get as invested in it as I have. Brian is a lot like I was at his age, and it took a while until I realized how much we had in common. I am just so happy that so many of you have become so involved in the story.
One of the emails I received asked why there was so little profanity used in this story, where is begging from the boy to get f****d? Well, I am old and was sexually active with men as a child, and even thought it may be a bit hypocritical of the men I was having sex with, profanity from a child was not acceptable under any circumstances. Certainly not from a Crossman child. I hope you will forgive the lack of disrespect of profanity that my story has to offer.
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Chapter 9
Brian's First Day
I woke up about two thirty, terrified because I didn't know where I was. Once I was fully awake, I was able to calm down some. The issue now was I had to pee very badly, but I was not sure I remembered where the bathroom was. I knew I should wake up Tyler and ask him to take me, but I didn't want him and think I was a baby. My butt still hurt, and I was scared to go out on my own. I got out of bed hoping Timmy, Tristen, or Tyler would wake up, but they didn't.
I walked out of the room, took a left and made my way down the hall. Since none of the rooms had doors, I hoped to find someone awake as I passed by. There were only lights along the bottom of the walls that allowed me to see clear enough. I turned down one hall and then another not knowing where I was going. I was so scared that I started running. Then the panic set in, I was having a hard time catching my breath. This always happens when I am scared, I hate it and can't control it. Another hall and then another, not sure where to turn or even find my way back. I tripped and came down hard on my knees, it hurt so much, and then I turned over to sit against the wall, and there was the pain in my butt. As hard as I tried, I couldn't stop myself from crying.
A boy who looked like he was eight with straight long brown hair came out and asked, "Are you ok?"
I just looked at him, shook my head and in a whispered. "No."
He ran back into his room and I heard him whisper, "Michael, Michael, wake up."
"What is it Aaron, are you ok?"
"I am fine, but there is a boy sitting in the hall outside our door crying."
I heard movement inside the room, then this tall guy, maybe sixteen or Seventeen came out and looked down at me. He kneeled down and asked, "What's wrong buddy?" I was too upset to talk. He sat down next to me, "My name is Michael, and this is Aaron. Can you tell me your name?"
I now had hiccups, but managed to get out, "B...B...Brian." I was still having a hard time breathing.
"It's ok Brian, I got you buddy. Can you tell me what happened?"
After about a minute or so, I managed to get myself under control enough to say, "I just had to go pee, but it's my first day and I can't remember how to get to the bathroom. I should have woken up Tyler, but I didn't want him to think I was a baby. Now everyone will know that I was got lost and was found crying in the hall because I couldn't find the bathroom and tease me about it."
"Are you the Brian that got into the fight with that lowlife Kyle?" I nodded yes. "Well Brian, let me tell you a few things. First, you are not the first new boy to get lost in these halls at night, and you won't be the last. Second, you are our brother and we don't make fun of our brothers misfortunes. Third, no one knows about this but me and Aaron here, and we aren't talking. Right Aaron?
"You won't hear a word about it from me, I promise."
Michael said, "Ok, Aaron, head back to sleep and I will get Brian back to his room."
"Alright Michael. Goodnight Brian, it was nice to meet you." He turned and crawled back into bed.
Michael stood me up, and then stood himself. He was way taller than me, like six foot maybe. Red hair that was trimmed just over his ears, but with bangs that fell into his eyes. He was not muscular, but he looked pretty fit. He reached for my hand and we walked down the hall and into a bathroom.
"If you still need to go, let's get it taken care of." We both walked up to the urinals. I looked over and saw the he had one of those things on his dick, but it was not a clear tube, like Tyler's. His was metal and had a metal tube going inside his pee hole. He pulled this little cap thing off and started to pee through the tube. Seeing him pee made me pee, and man it felt good.
When we were both done and washing our hands I asked, "Why does your PCU look different from Tyler's. Yours is metal and has that piece that goes into your dick."
"Well Brian, you will learn more about this as time goes on, but within the Crossman, there are many different Clans or groups. Even though we are all Crossman and our core beliefs are the same, each Clan has some beliefs that are different from others. As we go through life we choose the Clan we are most comfortable with. My Clan believes that the urethra or the pee hole, gives unbelievable pleasure when it is opened. The Metal piece is called a sound, and it stretches and opens the urethra. This is the third size sound I have had since I was twelve. I still have three more sized to go."
"Don't it hurt?"
"When I go up a size it is uncomfortable at first, but that passes quick. If you find me during daylight hours, I will answer all your questions. For now, let's get you back and into bed."
We walked around the corner and right into Tyler. "Brian, you had me scared to death, where were you?"
"I am sorry Tyler, I had to pee and got lost. I was so scared and that is when Michael and Aaron found me."
Michael spoke up, "I found him outside my room, and he told me who his big brother was. We stopped by the bathroom, took care of business, and were just headed back."
Looking at the ground, "I am sorry Tyler. I thought I could do it on my own, and not wake you up like I was some sort of baby."
"Brian, I would never think of you that way just because you asked for help. That my brother is what I am here for. Donny would have had my head if I lost you on the first night." He said smiling at me. He then got on a knee and gave me a hug and then a special kiss with tongue.
When he stood up Michael got down on a knee and gave me a hug, then he also gave me a kiss with tongue. Let's just say I was not crying anymore. Two handsome boys kissed me. I was on cloud nine.
Tyler shook Michaels hand, "Thanks bro for bringing him back."
"Try not to lose him again, next time I am keeping the little cutie." Michael said with a laugh.
Tyler took my hand and led me back to our room. "Tomorrow we will work on getting you more familiar with the building. I am so sorry for not doing it today. Please Brian, if you are not sure about something, let me help you. That is the commitment I made to you and your brother."
"Ok, Tyler, I am sorry." He put me back under the covers and kissed me again and went to his bed. I had a lot to think about, but I was too tired and fell off to sleep quickly.
"Brian, Brian, wake up." Timmy said as he shook my shoulder.
I managed to open my eyes and look at the clock. It was five thirty in the morning. "Leave me alone Timmy, I don't want to wake up."
Giggling Timmy said, "Ok." Then all of a sudden my blankets were yanked down, and I was attacked by two boys tickling me awake. I looked and saw Timmy and Tristen on top of me tickling my sides and laughing. I was also laughing trying to get them to stop. My butt still hurt, and this was not helping. Tyler was just standing there laughing as well. "Stop guys, please. I am going to pee the bed." That stopped them immediately.
Once I got control of myself I got out of bed and headed for the door. I stopped, looked back into the room, while holding my dick to keep from peeing and said, "Well, is someone going to show me where it is?"
Timmy ran up to me and said, "If you give me a good morning kiss I might." He giggled.
He put his lips to mine and gave me a kiss. It was different from Tyler's. Maybe because I think of Timmy as a friend, and Tyler, even though I know he is a boy, he is closer to being a man. As soon as Timmy backed off smiling, he took my hand and we headed right out of the door, to the hallway just after the Cunt Cleaning Room and took another right. About halfway down the hall was the bathroom on the right. I made it just in time.
When I finished and washed my hands, I followed Timmy back to the Cunt Cleaning Room. We walked in and saw two empty tables at the end. Tyler was in the process of giving Tristen his cleaning as Timmy and I positioned ourselves at the empty tables. I thought it was strange how there were not more boys here, considering we were all supposed to be clean before breakfast. I found out later that there are six of these rooms spread out on this floor and one on the second floor.
An older boy came up behind Timmy and ran his fingers across Timmy's cunt. Timmy shivered a little, "Come on Jr, you know that I am sensitive there." Timmy said with a smile.
"Of course, I know, why else would I do it?" Jr laughed. I watched as Jr removed the small nozzle that was on the end of the hose and put on a bigger one. He filled up the bag and hung it up. He put lube on the nozzle and some on Timmy's cunt and inserted it. Timmy's eyes rolled back in his head as Jr turned the valve and walked away.
Tyler came up to me and gave me a kiss. "Don't do that, I am mad at you." I said.
Tyler looked surprised, "Me, what did I do?"
"You let them tickle torture me and you just stood there watching."
I heard both Timmy and Tristen giggling. "I was told by Donny that I was expected to tickle torture you as much as possible."
"Yea goofball, you were supposed to, not everyone." I was trying real hard to keep from laughing.
"Are you sure? I am not sure that he only meant me. Let's call him, oh wait we can't call him. Well, until I get some clarification I am afraid that the tortures will have to continue, I am sorry bud, I can't take the chance of letting Donny down. If I am wrong, I will certainly owe you an apology." He said, smiling and moving his eyebrows up and down.
I lost it and started laughing. "That's not fair, by then it will be too late, and I will be tortured to death."
He was filling up the bag with the soapy water. "Well, that is a chance I will have to take." He was smiling as he hung the bag. He used the same nozzle that he used yesterday, and after setting the table, he inserted it in me and started the water flowing, he went back to Tristen and pulled his nozzle out of his cunt and lowered the table. Tristen stood up and stretched and even walked around for a little bit before sitting on the toilet. Tyler was right, it really stank in here, even with the big fans on.
I only had to have four cleanings this time to come out clear. After cleanup and my shower, I walked back to the room and got my toothbrush, toothpaste, and hairbrush before heading back to the bathroom now that I know where it is. I brushed my teeth, and my hair and went back to my room. By this time everyone was back, making their beds and packing up their backpacks. I put my toothbrush away and made my bed. Timmy showed me my schedule and what I had to bring with me to gym which was first period. Then he showed me the map I had been given of the school and where all of my classes would be. We got our robes from our closets along with our shoes and socks. I followed Timmy down the stairs and into our common room. We all got dressed and Tyler looked the three of us over.
"You boys are looking so handsome this morning. I want you all to have a good day, and Brian, if you need me for anything, just tell your teacher and he will get me." I nodded that I understood, and we walked out of the house and over to the dining room.
We went to our usual line, grabbed our trays and silverware, and chose our breakfast. I had bacon and eggs with toast and orange juice. At the end of the line the man put the cup with the lid on my tray. "Thank you Sir, I hope you have a great day."
When we sat at the table, yes it hurt, but not as bad as yesterday. Now it was just a throbbing pain more than anything. I drank my golden water first, today it was warm. It still didn't taste great, but I guess I was getting used to it. I saw Owen and Bobby heading to their table and Owen waved at me almost dropping his tray.
Tyler saw it and said, "You need to be real careful with Owen, Brian. He is shy and lonely, and you have become very important to him. Make sure you are the kind of friend that a Crossman should be."
"I don't understand why being my friend is so important to him. No one else ever wanted to be my friend."
"Hey." Timmy said before he hit me hard on my arm.
"I meant except for you."
Tyler got this serious look on his face, "Brian, Owen is the same way. Bobby told me that since no one liked him, he thought everyone would be ok with the way Kyle was treating him. That is why he tried to kill himself. I know this is a lot to ask of you, but I expect you to be the kind of friend that he needs you to be. Whatever you do, don't get mad at him. If there is an issue, come to me and between me, you, and Bobby we will find a way to deal with it. Ok?"
"Ok Tyler. I can't think of any issues I would have with him; he is my friend."
"Good, that's what I wanted to hear."
The men were coming around with carts to clean up, when Timmy grabbed my arm and said, "Time to get going."
Tyler said, "Have a great day boys, and I will see you at lunch."
We left the dining room and Timmy and I headed over to the gym. Using our fingerprints, we entered the Crossman locker room. There were already three other boys there. They were sitting naked with their gym clothes beside them. I took my clothes out of my backpack and laid them on the bench. I opened my closet and stripped out of my robe, shoes, and socks. I was just about to put my gym clothes on when Timmy stopped me.
"Stop Brian, you can't dress until after inspection."
"What inspection?"
"Mr. Price the gym teacher inspects us before we can get dressed."
Just then five other boys came in and stripped. Everyone was talking when the door from the inner hallway opened and in stepped this huge mountain of a man. He was black, at least six and a half feet tall, and he had muscles on top of muscles. I hadn't been around very many black people, although there are a number of them within the student body.
All of the boys stood, put their hands as far up the locker as they could get them, forehead against the locker, feet back away from the locker, and legs spread wide. I followed suit and waited for what came next.
He walked up to the first boy and said, "Chris, your dad just invited me to your caging on Saturday. I can't believe you are twelve already. I hear it will be a sounding cage, you know I was their when your brother got his."
"Yes Sir, I remember. It was the first time you mounted me. I am very excited that you will be there."
He went from boy to boy talking to them and feeling their bodies and cunts. When he got to me he said, "You must be Brian Burke. I can tell by the black and blue of your butt. Are you going to be ok to participate in class today?"
"Yes Sir, I don't think I will have to much pain. It feels a lot better than it did yesterday."
"Good to hear, but no one will be mad at you if you need to stop. I don't believe in paddling boys, and I have told the Headmaster that on many occasions. You have a beautiful ass that is made for mounting not beating."
I was not sure what to say. He was rubbing all over my body, and even over my cunt. I finally managed to say, "Thank you Sir."
"You know boy, I am on your schedule for next Friday night. I can't wait to mount that cunt boy."
"Yes Sir."
He went on to Timmy, and then the boy next to him. Talking and feeling. I was so scared of him mounting me I started shaking. When he left the room, everyone started getting dressed.
Timmy looked over at me and saw me shaking. He dropped his shorts and asked, "Brian, what's wrong?"
I was shaking so bad I dropped to my knees facing the closet. Everyone came over to me to see what was wrong.
Timmy wrapped me in a hug and asked, "Please Brian, what's wrong? Please tell me, do I need to get Tyler?"
"No, please don't get Tyler." I looked at him and said, "Maybe I can't do this. He is so big, and I know it will hurt so much when he mounts me. Timmy, I don't know what to do." I was breathing heavy and sweating. Timmy just hugged me tighter.
A boy of maybe twelve or thirteen, blond, green eyes, and a clear PCU came over to me. "Hi Brian, I'm Stan. I am like you I was not born a Crossman. Last year, my mom married one and he adopted me after he made sure we understood what was expected of me. They shaved what little hair I had on my body and put the PCU on me. Then as embarrassing as it was, my mom taught me how to properly use my mouth to service his cock. The next day my new dad mounted me in front of my mom and other members of his family. It hurt a lot, I cried and screamed. It was that way for about the first three times, but after that it got to feel better and better. Now I love it so much."
"But the Coach he is so big and tough, he really scares me."
Chris spoke up, "Brian, my dad mounted me for the first time when I was eight. Yes, it hurt like crazy, but I knew from my brothers that it was ok, and it pleases the men, so that's what's important. As for the Coach, he seems mean in class and just the way he carries himself can be really scary, but he is really a great guy. When he mounted me for the first time, he knew it would hurt, so he was real gentle with me, and now I try to get him to mount me as much as I can.
"Really?" My breathing started to slow.
"Look around you Brian, every Cboy in this school with the exception of the first, second, and third graders have been mounted, and we are all ok. Trust me Brian, I won't let anyone do anything bad to you." Said Timmy.
The guys helped me up and we got dressed and headed out to the gym. I was still not sure about this whole mounting thing, but I sure liked the sucking on men's cocks thing. Gym went by quick we played tag and capture the flag. For the first time in my life I felt like I belonged, not some weird kid who no one wants to be around. The guys from the other houses were great and welcomed me to the school.
We showered and changed back into our school clothes and headed out. I had history with Mr. Michaels, and it was so much fun, way better than my old school. At my old school no one would talk to me. Here, all the other kids were so nice. I thought I was going to be the youngest kid in the class, but as crazy as it sounds, Aaron was in my class and he is only eight. He is mega smart, and we had such a good time teaming up for one of Mr. Michaels games.
Everyone knew I was a Crossman, and Aaron said everyone knew that we were naked under our robes and didn't care. He told me that a lot of boys that are not even Crossman are naked under their robes. He said that the dress code really only required the robe, shoes, and socks. The shirt, shorts, and underwear were all listed as optional. I thought that was so cool.
I loved all my classes that morning and made my way to the dining room at lunch. Timmy was waiting for me at the door. We walked in and headed to our line. We chose what we wanted for lunch and once our golden water was on our trays we made our way to the table.
Tyler was already at the table when we sat down. "Hey boys, how was your morning classes?"
"The same as always, but I got an A on my math quiz." Timmy replied with pride.
"Good going Timmy, I told you that you could do it. I am so proud of you little Bro. How about you Brian, how is your day going?"
"I had a small melt down in the locker room in gym this morning, aside from that everything was great!"
"What happened in the locker room?"
Timmy jumped in before I could answer, "It's a Crossman thing Tyler."
"What's a Crossman thing mean?" I asked.
"A Crossman thing means that it is something we don't talk about here. We will talk about it tonight at the house."
"There really isn't anything to talk about. I am fine now, and the other guys helped me through it."
"I am happy to hear it, but I still need to know. Moving past that, tell me about your classes."
"They were so much better than my old school. During gym, I would hide so I didn't have to face the embarrassment of being chosen last and getting picked on for it. Today Mr. Price chose the teams, and we had fun. We joked with each other, but no one was being mean about it."
"I told you Brian, this school is so different from any other school. The rich kids that come in all high and mighty are taught that everyone deserves respect. They learn to give it if they want to get it in return."
"I guess, but my other classes were great too. In history class I partnered with Aaron from last night. We stomped the other teams in the game we played, and no one took it personally. Mr. Michaels is so much fun. My next class was math, and for once it was hard. Not too hard, but it required me to take some time to work out some of the calculus problems. Not even Donny is doing calculus and he is in the seventh grade. My next class was Spanish. I have never tried to study a foreign language before, but I think I can to it."
"I bet you can to. I am proud of you Brian I think you are going to be very successful here."
"I was surprise when I went into my Spanish class and met Mrs. Garcia, I thought there were only male teachers here."
"No there are about ten female teachers here, and almost all of them are Crossman."
Feeling stupid I said, "I thought only men were Crossman." Everyone laughed which made me feel even more stupid. "Never mind." I said feeling a bit angry like they were teasing me.
Before I knew what was happening, Brendon was behind me with his arms around me squeezing. He whispered in my ear, " Take a deep breath Brian, no one is teasing you. You asked a reasonable question for someone who just became Crossman. Of course, there are women Crossman, we all have mothers and some even have sisters. They were not teasing you, in fact I am sure some of them thought you were joking." I guess he felt me relax because he released me."
Tyler was surprised, "How did you know he was getting mad? I was looking right at him and didn't see it.
Brendon said, "He has a tell. I saw it the day that he beat down Kyle, but I was too mad to understand it. When he is mad nothing about him changes except for his hands." Like everyone else, I was looking at my hands.
"What about his hands?' Timmy asked.
"When he is getting very mad, he gets real quiet, but he makes fists so tight that his knuckles turn white. When Kyle was messing with Timmy, that is what I saw, but didn't understand it at the time."
Tyler put his hand on mine and said, "Brian, I know you had a hard time in your old school, but you have to get that anger under control. We are a family and we joke around you need to learn to take it as a joke and not as an attack."
"I am sorry, I didn't even feel like I was really mad. Thanks Brendon, for helping me.
"Anytime little bro."
Timmy stood up, grabbed his backpack, and left without saying a word. "Where is Timmy going?" I asked.
Tyler looked at me a bit annoyed, "Brian, I know that having friends is all new to you, but you have to know that the things you do, even unintentionally will have an effect on them. Timmy I imagine is feeling quite hurt right now. He is upset that you would think he would be mean and tease you in a way that would make you that mad."
I started panicking thinking I was losing my best friend. I started having a hard time breathing and sweating. That's when I felt someone's arms around me again. "Brian, listen to my voice." He spoke softly in my ear. "I want you to just listen to me and breathe in... and out... and in... and out... and in... and out." My breathing and my heart started to slow as I listened to his voice.
Once I was calm, I looked behind me thinking it was Brendon again, but it wasn't. It was a boy that looked to be about twelve. I had never seen him before. "Thank you, sometimes they make me so dizzy I pass out."
"I know, my little brother gets them a lot. They are called panic attacks. He mostly gets them when he is scared." He held out his hand and said, "My name is Patrick. I was passing by and saw what was happening. You ok now?"
I shook his hand. Still feeling a bit confused I said, "Not at all, I think I just lost my best friend." For the second time in my life I felt like curling up into a ball and dying. Both times when I thought I lost my best friend. First with Donny and now with Timmy.
I grabbed my backpack, stood, and left the table without saying another word. I went outside and was not sure what to do now. I wanted to go back to my room and crawl in my closet and cry myself to sleep, but I am tired of crying. Instead I found a quiet bench and just looked at the sky wondering if I was ever going to have and keep a friend. The bell rang, and after looking at my map to be sure, I went to my next class.
I walked into a room filled with computers. On both long walls were a line of desk top computers with two monitors each. Then on the tables that ran the center of the room were computers that were open and torn apart. The teacher Mr. Cohen told me which seat to take, then explained that we are learning about computer codes, software, and hardware. I have never had much of an interest in computers before, but this is just too cool. Then it was on to drama, the only class I was not looking forward to.
I went into the auditorium and there at the front was about fifteen boys and another lady teacher. All the boys looked to be my age instead of the mixture I have seen in my others classes. I went up and introduced myself. She smiled real big and said, "I am so excited to finally meet you, I have heard so much about you, I feel like I know you."
"I don't understand, I only arrived yesterday, how do you know about me?"
She laughed and said, "I am sorry, I forgot to introduce myself to you. I am Mrs. Walters my husband was your math teacher at your old school."
To say I was surprised would have been an understatement. I jumped up and wrapped her in a hug, "I am so happy to meet you. Mr. Walters talked about you all the time too. Can I tell you a secret?"
"Of course."
"He was my favorite teacher, and he also ratted me out and got me sent here."
"You know Brian, I think it was after your first quiz in his class that he knew you were faking your test scores. He would say, "That boy may be fooling all the other teachers, but not me. I will find a way to catch him, but it won't be easy, he is very smart." He must have said that to me at least twice a week, and when he finally caught you we was dancing around the house." She said laughing.
I was giggling trying to picture Mr. Walters dancing around the house. "I know it has only been a few days since I last saw him, but I miss him very much."
"I know he misses you as well. I can't wait to tell him you are in my class. Is it true that the rest of your family is out of the country?"
"Yes, and it has only been twenty-four hours since I last saw them, and I already miss them so much."
"I bet you do." Then she leaned down and whispered in my ear, "After your mounting, we will try to arrange for you to come spend the weekend with us." I was shocked, how did she know about the mounting? I guess she saw my reaction and said, "We are Crossman Brian. My parents were Crossman and so were my husbands."
Just then Owen came into my sight line and waved. I called him over. "Owen, this is Mrs. Walters. Her husband is my most favorite teacher in the whole world."
Mrs. Walters held out her hand, "It is very nice to meet you Owen. I know Brian is new here, but what brought you to my class in the middle of term?"
"My mean big brother Bobby is making me do it."
I stepped in, "Owen and I have a connection and we are friends. Our big brothers thought we would be good for each other, and that drama would help us become more confident I guess. We didn't get much say in it."
"Owen, are you in Crossman house as well?"
"No mam, I am in Ashton house, but I wish I was in Crossman house though."
"Well let's see if we can make this class, that was forced upon you enjoyable." She called the class to order, "Ok boys, in two weeks we have the production of Grease being put on by the ninth-grade class. Then we go into production of a musical called Death of a Salesman for your class. Over the next week and a half, we will be practicing in order to audition for the parts. Here is the script, break off into small groups and read it over. I have to do some last-minute checks on my other show."
Owen and I went off into a corner. We talked while we pretended to look at the script. He asked, "What's wrong Brian, you look kinda sad?"
"I messed up pretty good at lunch." I went on to tell him what happened and how I lost Timmy as my friend.
"Your off your rocker, there is no way you lost Timmy as your friend. I get why he is mad I would be to. I was actually surprise you wanted to be my friend after I got mad about you for teasing me, to find out you weren't. Then you tried to get my attention so you could correct the misunderstanding, I thought you were going to hit me, but you forgave me didn't you?"
"Of course, but I am not sure Timmy will ever forgive me or not be afraid of me getting mad like that again."
"I bet Timmy already has forgiven you. You and I don't know each other real well, but you, me, and Timmy are a lot alike. We don't have a lot of friends, we are kinda quiet, and we are afraid of things. I have only talked to Timmy a few times, but he was the only one I thought of when I wanted to tell someone what was happening to me. He just seemed like he would have understood."
"Timmy is a great guy, and he would have helped you for sure. He helped me become a Crossman by getting the Headmaster to listen to me."
"Wait a second, you were not a Crossman before coming here?"
"No, I had only learned about the Crossman a week before I came here the first time." I went on to tell him my story, minus the sex stuff.
"Man, I wish I was a Crossman?"
"Why?"
"Never mind, you will hate me and not want to be my friend."
"That's crazy, I am your friend, and nothing will change that."
"Well... Everyone here is pretty sure that you guys have sex with men."
"I think that people make up a lot of things to try to explain stuff that they don't understand. Why would you want to be a Crossman if you think we do that?"
"Never mind."
"Look at me. Is it because of what Kyle did to you?"
"No, you promise you won't hate me or tell anyone?" I nodded yes. "My daddy taught me how do things with his thingy, and I really liked it. I know you think I am sick I will leave you alone now."
I grabbed his arm as he stood up. "I don't think you are sick, I guess I think that is cool if you really wanted to do it."
We talked for a little while about different things. I promised I would not tell anyone what he told me but wondered if I should tell Tyler.
When class was over I made my way back over to the main building and to my last class of the day, English. It was ok, but it was not my favorite subject at all. When the bell rang, I was supposed to go to dinner, but I wasn't hungry, so I went back to the house. It was empty so I took off my clothes, went up to my room, hung up my robe, put my shoes away. and my socks in the dirty clothes hamper. I figured I would look at the books I got for my classes later, so I left my backpack on my bed. I went to the second floor to find the library and something to read. I found a John Grisham book that I wanted to read. I was about to sit in a chair when I saw a red beanbag chair in the corner. I have always wanted to sit in one, so I did, it was great.
I was reading for a while when I started hearing people in the building. I finished the chapter I was working on and headed up to my room. When I got there Timmy was pacing back and forth.
Then he saw me he got right in my face, "Where were you, why weren't you are dinner? You had us all worried, we thought you ran off. Brad had to go to the kitchen office to check the computer and see if you left the grounds. He saw you checked in at the house and hadn't left." He said all of this in one breath and he was mad.
"I wasn't hungry, and what do you care, you hate me anyway." I would like to say that I was louder than I meant to be, but I wasn't.
Timmy took in a deep breath like I just hit him in the gut. "Hate you? I could never hate you. I might not have liked you at lunch, and I am not much liking you now, but I certainly don't hate you."
"Yes, you do, or you would not have left me like that when I needed you to be my friend."
Tyler walked back in the room right then. I could tell he was mad. "Brian, you follow me now." He said angerly as he left the room.
I followed him down to the second floor into a room with a thick door and padding all over the walls. Once I was inside he closed the door and let me have it.
"Who do you think you are? I don't care if you are not hungry, you either show up for meals or you send word that you won't be there. If Brad had not located you in the system letting us know you were here, we would have all given up our dinner and started searching the school for you.
"I am sorry, I didn't know. I just couldn't face Timmy knowing he hated me."
"Knock off the pity party Brian, it is getting old. The only reason you are not in the middle of the common room getting your butt paddled again, is because the guys made me promise that I would not report it this time. I am not someone that gets mad, but you have really made me mad this time boy."
"Then kick me out if everyone hates me. I can't do anything right anyway"
"Ok, I will talk to the Headmaster in the morning. I am curious though, where will you go. Your family is nine thousand miles away, and you want nothing to do with your new family, so where will you go?"
"I will live with my math teacher from my old school."
"Ok, for the sake of argument, let's say he is willing, and your parents approve it, that will put you right back in the school where you were all alone. Only now you won't even have Donny to be there for you." With that said he left.
I curled into a ball in the corner. I felt like crying, but I was just to mad to cry. He was right, I now have nothing. I would have hated going with my family, but at least I would have been with them. I wish Donny were here to tell me what to do.
Just then the door opened and in came Timmy. Tears streaming down his face. "Why Brian, if you didn't want to be my friend, you shouldn't have made me think that you did. It isn't fair."
"What are you talking about I wanted to be your friend since the day I met you. You are the one who hates me and doesn't want to be my friend anymore."
"Why, because I was mad at you at lunch? We are friends, we are going to get mad at each other, that doesn't mean I hate you. As I said in our room, there may be times that we don't like each other, but that won't stop us from being best friends."
I sat up and looked at Timmy, "You mean you still want to be my friend?"
"Yes, but it doesn't matter, Tyler said you wanted to leave."
"I am not sure anyone wants me around anymore. You are mad at me, all the guys whose dinner I ruined are mad at me, and Tyler said he was going to the Headmaster in the morning."
"What that means is that you have until morning to get your head out of your butt. If he really wanted you out, he could do it now. As for the rest of the guys, by morning they will have all moved past it."
"Do you really think so?"
"Yes, but if you are going to stay, you have to do four things. First is give me a hug, so we can put this all behind us. Second, is to apologize to Tyler for being a jerk. Third, is get to the CCR and get cleaned out. Forth, don't be late for your class."
"What class, I don't have any more school today?"
"Not a school class, a Crossman class. Trust me, you don't want to miss it."
I stood up and gave Timmy the biggest hug ever, and we even kissed. Then we went upstairs and into our room. Tyler was reading a book on his bed.
"Tyler, can I talk to you."
"Yes, what is it?" I could tell he was still mad.
"Tyler, I am really sorry about talking to you the way that I did, and making you worry about me at dinner. I really never meant any of this to happen. I just wanted to be alone, so I went to the library on the second floor like we talked about. Please don't make me leave, I want to stay if you are not to mad at me. If you want me out of your room, I will go. Please don't make me leave." I couldn't hold back the tears this time.
Tyler sat up and pulled me into a hug. "No Brian, I won't make you leave the school or our room. I forgive you this time."
"Will I have to take another paddling?"
"No, this incident will stay inhouse this time. I am not sure I would be able to keep it from the Headmaster if it happens again."
"It won't I promise."
"Ok then, let's get the three sexist cunts in the building cleaned out. Timmy and Tristen, you both have appointments, and Brian you have a class."
We all went to the CCR and took the last three tables. We all got on the tables and put in the position. Timmy was on the left and Tristen was on the right. I noticed that Tyler was putting the next size nozzle on my bag. It was only a little bigger than the one this morning. It was a little more uncomfortable but didn't hurt.
While Tyler took care of me and Timmy, JR from this morning was doing Tristen's. Once we were all filling up, I asked what this `Service Class' was about.
Tristen said, "You will probably be the oldest one in the class. It is mostly for the second and third graders who are new to servicing men that aren't their family members."
Then Timmy said, "None of the boys in the service class have been mounted yet either."
"That's true, I forgot." Said Tristen.
"I have talked to other guys that said they were mounted at eight, so why aren't these guys?"
"There is not hard rule on it, but my family and most Crossman never get mounted before the ninth birthday" Said Tyler. "The service class is there to help you understand that there is more to pleasing a man's cock than just putting it in your mouth or cunt."
"Really, what more can there be?" I asked.
Giggling, Timmy said, "You tell us tonight when your finish."
I was clean with only three wash outs, then a shower. Tyler took me down to the first floor and into a big room that looked like it was twice the size as the common room. I should have realized that what I had seen of the first floor was not as big as the upper floors. There were ten men naked sitting in chairs just reading. Tyler took me up to another lady teacher. Only this one was naked just like us. Tyler said, "Hey mom, I want you to meet Brian, the boy I told you about. Brian, this is my mom Mrs. Pritchard."
"Well hello Brian, my son had told me wonderful things about you."
Looking down I said, "Then you haven't talked to him tonight."
"What happened tonight?"
"House business mom." Tyler said letting me know that I was to let it go.
"I am sorry Mrs. Pritchard it is nice to meet you. Are you really teaching us how to service men?"
"Yes, I am Brian. Does that make you uncomfortable?"
"A little I guess, with you being naked and all, but a lot that I didn't expect has happened in the last thirty hours."
"I am sure, but don't be embarrassed. Crossman women are the same as you when it comes to sex. Crossman women only wear skirts with no panties so that men have easy access. The men rule the Crossman, and women and children take care of them. I am the one who taught Tyler and both of his brothers how to service their father."
"Really?" I asked looking at Tyler.
"Of course, my mom was servicing her dad, and my dad way before I was born. Who would know better how to please him?"
"I guess that makes sense"
"Brian, come with me." She took my hand and led me over to this man, who looked like he was maybe forty. He had a bit of a belly, no facial hair, black hair, bright blue eyes, nice balls, with a five-inch soft cut cock on top of them. "Mr. Butler, I would like you to meet Brian. He is nine years old, and de has sucked a few cocks but has not been mounted. He will be mounted for the first-time next week. He just joined the Crossman and has only been with us a day. This will be his first service class. I will leave you two to get to know each other before class starts." She walked away leaving me with this stranger.
He held out his hand and said, "It's nice to meet you Brian. Would you please display for me?"
"Yes Sir." I put my hands behind my head spread my feet apart and looked straight ahead.
He ran his hands over every part of my body. He squeezed my dick which was not a big deal, but when he squeezed my balls it hurt. I stood still even though I wanted to cry out. "Your dick is small and doesn't have a lot feeling in it, but your balls are overly sensitive. Do you like it when your junk is played with?"
"No Sir. I don't have a lot of feeling in my dick, and I hate my balls. They are growing and my dick isn't. It's just another ugly part of my body."
"I may agree that your junk is not very appealing, but the rest of you is dam sexy. I don't understand, what don't you like?"
"My belly and my butt are too big. I got teased a lot about it at my old school."
He pulled me onto his lap. "Now listen to me Brian, the only reason you are upset about your body is because stupid kids at your old school couldn't see how beautiful you really are. You tummy is just perfect, and your butt is amazing." He said as he put his hand behind my head and pulled me into kiss, with tongue. I had only kissed Tyler and Michael this way, but this was different. The other kisses were gentle and loving, this one was harder, and he was in control, not me. Maybe something is wrong with me, but I really liked it.
I am not sure how long we were kissing for when Mrs. Pritchard said, "Hello everyone, we are going to start class now. I want to thank all the men here tonight for coming. I know is was not what you wanted to do tonight," She said sarcastically. That got a big laugh from all the men. "Ok boys give your man a nice kiss for helping you with your training. " I looked around and saw all the other boys giving special kisses to their men. Mr. Butler grabbed my head and pulled me into another kiss. "Very good boys, now where do you belong?"
I watched all the boys drop to their knees between the men's legs. Looking around I was surprised to see such little kids between men's legs, but there was no mistaking the looks of excitement they had on their faces as they kneeled there. I was so intrigued by what was happening that I forgot to kneel. I felt Mr. Butlers hand on my shoulder pushing down. I got between his leg and stared at his cock and balls. I felt my mouth start to water, waiting for permission to suck his cock.
"How many of you boys want to taste the wonderful cock in front of you, raise your hand." We all raised our hands. "Very good boys, that should be your first thought, but tonight it is all about learning about cocks. You will end up sucking your man to completion, but you need to get to know your man's cock first. There will be a test at the end of this class."
I wondered what kind of test we would be having. "Ok boys, for the next ten to fifteen minutes, I want you to study, touch, smell, and taste your man's cock. Use your tongue not your mouth, this is a study of a man's cock and balls. Don't be afraid to get your nose into his crotch and study his smell and be ready to clearly describe it. You will tell me how you compare it to your fathers, uncles, or your grandfathers. Brian, I know you serviced a man last night, tell me how he compares to him. If your man has a mole, you should be able to tell me about it. When I call time, there should be nothing you can't tell me about his wonderful cock. There are pencils and paper under the chair. Begin."
I looked and Mr. Butler and he gave me a nod. I started the way I was taught and pulled his cock and balls to the right with my right hand. Then I buried my nose deep in his crotch and I took ten deep breaths holding it in for ten seconds before letting it out. I loved the way he smelled and almost forgot what I was supposed to be doing. I picked up my pencil and paper and noted what I smelt and how it was different form the man last night. Next I moved his cock so I could examine his balls, which I did in great detail. Once I was done writing down what I found, I moved on to his cock.
Just then I heard a boy ask a question. I turned to see Aaron with his hand up. "Mrs. Walter, can we lick up the pre?"
"Of course, boys. Nothing that comes out of a man's cock should be wasted."
I am so stupid, I just figured out was golden water was. I have been drinking pee at every meal. Putting that to the back of my mind till later when I talk to Tyler. I licked the large amount of pre off of Mr. Butler's cock head and balls, it tasted so good. I wrote down my what I learned about his pre and then went on to inspect his wonderful cock. From the piss slit, to the crown, and along the shaft. I licked it all around and wrote down what I saw and tasted.
"Ok boys, times up." All the boys moaned their dissatisfaction at being made to stop. "I know, I know, you all want to spend more time with your man's cocks and get your reward. We are going to talk for a bit, then you can do what you want to do so bad." All the men and the teacher laughed at that. "Who wants to tell me about something they found?" One little seven-year-old named Travis raised his hand. "Ok Travis, what did you find?
"My man gave me lots of pre and it tasted real good. It was salty but sweet."
"Very good Travis. Why is a pre so important for a boy?"
"Because, pre helps lubricate my throat so that his cock slides in easier and doesn't hurt me. I won't have my mounting for one year and two hundred and three days, but it helps lubricate a boys cunt, so the man doesn't have to use as much of the slippery stuff in the tube" Everyone laughed at the sweet boys counting of the days till his mounting.
"Correct Travis. Have you been taught to take a man's cock into your throat?
"Oh yes mam, it took a while, but my dad and uncles have taught me."
"Good, I am so happy to hear that you are taking care of your family." Over the next thirty minutes every boy told what they found during the inspection of their man. "Brian anything catch your attention?"
"Yes mam, I noticed that his pee hole is really big. When I was licked out his pre my tongue went in a little. When that happened he really liked it." I can't believe that I was openly talking about this without turning red.
"Very good Brian, any idea why his pee hole is so big?"
"I am not sure, but I think it has to do with... with... the PCU that has the tube going in the pee hole."
"Do you know what it is called?"
"I think Michael called it a sound. He said there were six sizes."
"Very good, Brian. Ok boys, I think the men have been patient enough. You may finish up and get your reward."
Within seconds I could hear the sounds of nine boys slurping the cocks of nine men. My eyes were locked on Mr. Butlers eyes. Mrs. Walters asked me, "Brian, why haven't you started servicing your man?"
Without taking my eyes from Mr. Butlers I said, "Because he has not given me permission yet."
"What do you mean?"
I heard the slurping from the boys and the moaning from the men stop. "A Cboys place it to serve and obey men. He gave me permission for the inspection, but not the sucking of his cock." Mr. Butler smiled.
Mrs. Pritchard laughed and said, "Very good Brian, you have been listening to your training. I am very proud of you." Then looking around the room she said, "How many of you had permission of your man to suck his cock?" Only Aaron raised his hand. When Mrs. Pritchard looked to the man he was servicing, the man nodded his head. "So, for you boys who preceded without permission, you were wrong. You were doing it because you want to get your reward. The issue here is that you forgot you are there for the pleasure of the man, not the other way around. Now wait for permission and start again."
I waited for Mr. Butler to give me permission. He nodded at me and I stared licking his cock and getting it wet. He said, Brian, I will be going into your throat, so collect as much pre in your mouth as you can and hold it there until I enter your throat.
I was a little nervous about it, but I wanted to please him so much. I took him into my mouth and collected his pre and I bobbed my head up and down his shaft. After a few minutes, my mouth was getting full and I fought the urge to swallow.
In a calm quite voice Mr. Butler said, "Brian, I am going to put my hand behind your head so that I can help you accept me into your throat. I am going to touch the entrance three times, and then on the fourth I will enter your throat. Make sure you take a deep breath through your nose after the third. When I do that, I want you to start swallowing so it will enter you easier. Are you ok with that?"
I nodded my head, and he put his hands behind my head and guided me down and then back up. He did it three times and on the fourth time I took a deep breath and started swallowing. He entered my throat just a little and pulled back. "Are you ok Brian?"
I nodded my head yes and he did it again, this time is going to be a little deeper. After the fifth time he pushed my nose into his pubes and held me there. "You are doing good Brian. When I pull out I want you to take a deep breath and we will work a rhythm together. I will go slow at first and every two times I will pull out far enough to allow you to breath. When you are ready for every three times just hold up three fingers, ok?"
I held up the ok sign with me fingers like the Doctor taught me and we were off. It did hurt, my throat was on fire like in the Doctor's office with his finger, only worse. I was not going to stop him though I wanted this to much. After about five times with the two in and breath, I felt like I could do three. I held up three fingers and it was ok we had a rhythm going. After another five, I held up four fingers. This felt right, I didn't think I could do more than that. This went on for what seemed like hours but was only about five minutes.
I heard him moaning and then he said, "I am close baby... here... it... CCUUUMMMMSSSS!!!!"
I felt him shoot three times in my throat and pulled against his hands so I could catch some in my mouth to taste it. He let go of my head and I pulled back so only the head was in my mouth. I savored the wonderful flavor of his cum. I only swallowed enough so I would not lose any.
When he finished he pulled out and smiled down at me. "Open your mouth and show me what you have." I smiled and tilted my head back so I would not lose any and opened wide. "There is nothing more beautiful than a boy with a mouth full of cum. Except maybe a face full." He laughed. "Ok boy, you have my permission to swallow."
I gulped it down and leaned forward to make sure this was no cum left on or in his cock. "Thank you Sir, that was wonderful." I stood up to see some of the boy watching me. I got a little embarrassed but felt good about what I did.
"You were wonderful Brian, thank you so much. You are going to be a man pleaser for sure."
I looked over to see Tyler sitting in a chair with his legs spread and his mom licking his balls. I could not believe what I was seeing. Tyler tapped her on her shoulder, and she stood up. None of the other boys looked surprised by this. "Ok boys, you have free time for ten minutes to talk amongst yourselves"
Aaron and a few of the other boys came up to me. Aaron said, "That was awesome, who taught you to deep throat?"
"No one, that was the first time I have ever done it."
Aaron said, "Seriously? How were you able to get it down then without gagging?"
"The Doctor said that I have no gag reflex whatever that is."
Travis spoke up, "Since you just became a Crossman, you had to gag the first time you tasted golden water, right.
"No, is just tasted bad and I didn't like it, but it didn't make me gag. Can I ask you guys a question without you making fun of me?"
They all said, "Sure." At the same time.
"Is golden water what I think it is?"
A boy and Joey said, "If you think that it is pee, then it is what you think it is."
"I have been drinking pee, why?"
Aaron said, "Anything that comes from a man cock is good for you. You have not been trained to drink it right from and man's cock yet?"
"No, will I really have to do that?"
"Sure." They all said smiling
Travis said, "Most men have to pee after they cum, you wouldn't expect them to get out of bed for it would ya?"
I was not comfortable with this at all. Aaron said, "We forget you were not raised as one of us. Where does your family live?"
"They are nine thousand miles away in another country." I said sadly.
"So here is the thing Brian, unless you want to stay at the school all the time, you have to learn how to deal with everything that we do. What I mean, is say you want to spend the weekend at my house with me. You will have to follow all the same rules that my family has for me. You will suck off any man the tells you to, and that often ends with pee. Once you are mounted, then anyone at my house can mount you at any time. I hope you learn to like it all here, because I would love for you to come to my mounting party in two weeks."
"There is a party for your mounting?"
"Sure, it is a celebration of my next step, where I will service men completely. I am so excited. Your mounting party is Wednesday, my dad already got the invite."
"Do you know where it will be?"
"Of course, the party will be right here. Since you don't have a house to do it in, you will get mounted in that back room there." He said pointing to a room with no door.
"Won't people see it happening to me?" I was starting to worry again.
"No silly, there is a wall that blocks anyone for seeing in."
Joey said smiling, "They won't see you, but everyone will hear you. You losing your cherry is painful, every one of us went through it. However, it is mostly about you giving yourself over to me and accepting your place at their feet. The screaming, crying, and begging to keep your cherry, and then the point when you accept its loss is when you are truly one of us.
I felt myself start panicking, breathing hard and sweating. I felt arms come around me from the back and pull me to a sitting position on his lap. "I got you Brian." I knew it was Tyler. "Breathe buddy, breathe in... and out... and in... and out... and in... and out." I was starting to get back under control and realized everyone was steering at me.