Date: Wed, 15 Jul 2020 16:09:18 +0800 From: James Kennedy Subject: st. barnabies school for boys chapter 5 DISCLAIMER None of the characters or locations are real or based on real places or people. Thanks for reading this far. Caution that this story will involve sex scenes between boys as well as between adults & boys. Naturally, if you are uncomfortable with this, it's best you don't read further. Also, this is a fictional world, and therefore STI's just don't exist. Please be sure to protect yourself and be careful when engaging in actual sexual activities, and sadly such things do exist in our world. Nifty is a pretty rad site, so why not give a donation if you can. The site is free to use, so they rely on donations. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html blade Thank you so much to all the people sending through e-mails with praise, criticism, feedback, questions, and suggestions. I welcome all of those and will aim to reply as swiftly as possible. THE HOUSES AND THEIR INITITIATIONS (This is just some explaining of the different customs and information regarding the St. Barnabys Sex School for Boys- feel free to skip to Chapter 5 as this information is not necessarily crucial to understanding the story- I'll try and include one with each chapter from now on) Each house has a different way on initiating their first years although they all share similarities. On the first night, the first years are paired with a fifth-year buddy. Depending on numbers, some boys may share a teen buddy. (In the case on the first years' we follow, numbers matched perfectly). They are then sexually penetrated, usually on the first night- again this varies house to house. They have their ears pierced on the first weekend following their first week at the school (the colours correspond to year groups in the same way among all houses, though the types of earings do vary house to house). The initiations occur as follows: House of Yellow- The boys are kidnapped and taken to a shack. They are then fucked by their buddies before getting plowed by the 2nd years, 3rd years, 4th years, 6th years and finally 7th years (again, most kids take 1 of each, some may have to take 2). The 1st years are now required to be warned to a degree in advance, following an incident where a child died of shock (initially no context was given leading boys to believe they'd been genuinely kidnapped). They also used to be gagged and blindfolded, though now they are just tied up. Yellow is known for having the most brutal initiation. Additionally, sex tends to be very aggressive and unemotional. House of Greethe- The boys are allocated buddies before selecting their dorms. The boys are picked out one by one at random and get to select their buddies (they are the only house to do this- normally the teen does the selecting. Sex tends to be very wild and passionate- a lot of tongue-kissing, though still aggressive. House of Moon- The boys select their dorms. The buddies will be teens who had started their first year in the same dorm. The teens select their boys. Sex tends to be fairly tender, though with a small amount of aggression. House of Shadow- Unlike the other houses, the teens select the boys based on how they answer certain questions. They don't get to see what the boy looks like when they are selected- they are the only house to do this, as most select based on the boys appearance. The teens get drawn at random to select which boy they think they like the sound of the most. Sex tends to be very loving and gentle. CHAPTER 5 The teens woke us all up the following morning. "Morning babe" Nox said to me as he gently woke me up, "Have to be up for breakfast. First day of school is in less than an hour". The five of us boys all got up and had a quick shower before wondering out into the morning air- it was slightly chilly, but we still remained completely naked. We were not the only ones- our dorm was one of five first year dorms- there were approximately 25 students per year in each house, so 100 students per year. We would mainly be in classes with our houses- though for our elective subjects, this would vary a bit more. We walked up to the dining hall holding hands. I realised that Kohen's buddy had not shown up, though Nox took his hand as well. School itself ran four days per week. We got 2 days off on the weekend as well as a mid-week day off as well (though as the Nox told me, this would likely be filled with various activities such as sports anyway). Education was a mix of learning everything there was about sex and pleasure- but we had to do the mundane stuff as well- maths, English, finance skills. While most of this would only be at a basic level, some sex workers would become personal assistants to people, where they would need to have some more advanced skills, alongside the ability to fuck. We entered the dining hall, which was filled with students. The tables, I noticed were each large enough for 10 people- it seems we would be sitting with our buddies, at least for now. Next to us was another table of first years and their teen buddies. The first years looked rather wrecked and tired. "They're from the House of Yellow" Nox told me, "Clearly they had a rougher night than you did" One of the teens on the table, seeing Nox, waved, before coming over, dragging his boy with him. The teen was gorgeous- his physique was muscular. I thought our set of teens were masculine, it was nothing compared to this guy. I know Yellow was known for having the more confident and masculine men and boys, but holy shit. You'd assume this guy had taken steroids- there is no way he was thirteen. "Hey Nox" the teen said as the two bumped fists. I noticed Nox wince slightly on impact. "Hey Fleet" Nox replied. I looked at his nine-year-old boy. He looked rather shattered, like the others, and looked at his feet the whole time. "Rough night?" Nox said raising an eyebrow. Fleet laughed as the young boy burst into tears. Fleet pulled the boy into a hug. "Are you okay bud" "I'm okay sir" the boy sobbed, "But my bum is really sore" "Don't worry, it'll feel better by the end of the day. Trust me, soon you will be begging for cock" "It feel good inside me" the boy admitted feebly "What happens in the House of Yellow?" I asked Fleet looked me up and down, "Wow, why are the Boys of Moon so fucking cute. Rather confident this one" Nox smiled, "Known him since he were a boy" Fleet nodded, "Same with Gother" he pointed to the boy, "My Dad and his Dad had their union a year ago", Fleet then turned to me, "We take the boys to a little shack and take turns. The shack is right near your dorms actually, I'm surprised you didn't hear any cries or moans- this lot were pretty vocal". Fleet then turned to his boy, "Why don't you go help yourself to some breakfast, no need to ask permission" "Yes sir" the boy replied, before running off for some food. "The boy'll be fine" Nox assured me, "The Boys of Yellow are always very alpha and confident. They have their innocence wrecked on their first night but they grow past it very quickly. Give that boy a week and he'll be striding like an arrogant cunt" "Indeed he shall" Fleet added with a chuckle, "I remember my first day. I was traumatized. But it does make me horny to think back to it" Soon I realised I was starving myself. I went to grab breakfast, leaving the two teens to chat. When I got back, Kohen's teen, Rory, had finally arrived- he looked rather ill, though the other teens seemed rather unsympathetic. I also noticed that his cock was completely rock hard despite him not touching or stroking it. "Look who finally showed up" one of the other teens commented. "Was it worth it?" Nox asked, looking annoyed Rory nodded, Mrs. Lincoln is so fucking horny, I could barely keep up. Got to fuck her son too. He's... still a bit too young for school yet, but I think she wants him to get an early start" Nox shook his head, "How is she still allowed at the school? Why are you ill" "I don't know... Mrs. Lincoln injected me with something to help me stay hard. It worked but I feel awful" "Serves you right" Nox retorted, "It was probably Diluted Love Spider venom" "Isn't that illegal?" I asked "Naturally. Doesn't stop it being used" Jet, one of the teens, pointed out. Love spiders were a poisonous spider found in Inthell. They were black with bright coloured spots, usually pink or red. Their venom was usually lethal within 12 hours, though it would make men incredibly horny until they died, hence their name. Oddly women didn't seem to receive the same effect (although they would still die). The venom when diluted would often be used to help enhance sex, though it was banned as it did cause a lot of deaths when used too often, and people had the tendency to sneak it into food as a kind of "rape drug" as it generally would make beg to have sex with you, even if they'd normally refuse. Our very first class was a sex ed class. Our teen buddies took us to our first class. The buildings were located all around the island and as such, it was easy to get lost. It took 5 minutes to walk there from the dining hall. Our first class was specifically relating to "Self-Pleasure". While as sex-workers we were more focused on pleasuring others, it was important to understand your own pleasure to really get to understand any clients' pleasures. The building was gorgeous and looked more like a cottage than a school room. It had two floors- turns out it was just someones house once. Each of the rooms had been converted into classrooms. We were placed, along with other students in our house, into one of the rooms on the ground floor. Our teacher walked in, a tall, skinny man with long, black hair, tied into a ponytail. You could count all of his ribs through his pale skin. He looked rather uptight for someone who'd be teaching us about self-pleasure. "Good morning class" he stated in a monotonous tone. "Good mor..." the class began awkwardly, though our teacher cut us off. "No need for that" he interrupted, "my name is Mayonok, and I will be teaching you the self-pleasure units for this year". It's worth noting that for teachers, we referred to them on a first-name basis most of the time. There were some exceptions, generally if the teacher was not from a sex-worker class (this does happen- oddly Mrs. Lincoln is from a higher class background and is not a sex-worker), then we'd refer to them as Mr. _____ or Sir. ____, etc. Anyway, turns out there was much more theory involved in self-pleasure than you'd expect. We didn't even get to do any practical stuff until the final 30 minutes. It was a pretty hot sound, the sound of 25 9-yo boys moaning as they yanked their meat. None of us came, of course, being too young for that. We got to watch Mayonok cum though, which was hot to see. When he was ready, he clambered onto one of the front tables, ejaculating his load right onto the face of one of his students. "Thanks for the meal sir" the boy said with a cheeky grin. One of the others boys began licking the cum off the boy's face and soon others had joined in. I stayed put, no doubt I'd get the opportunity eventually. The teens came to pick us up and take us to our next classes. We all had maths, though we were to be separated based on our own maths abilities. Based on our earlier tests, I was deemed as Average, so was the Grade 2 class. Beetle and Axen were also in my class. The class had a mix of kids from other houses so I got to check out some of them for the first time. We were instructed to sit in groups of four, with one person from each house. I sat at a table with three other boys. Already I could guess which one was from the house of yellow- the one that winced the hardest when he sat down. The boy had a rather unusual haircut given his age- a mohawk. While they weren't unheard of, usually such hairstyles were something a boy would do when they were adults and finding ways to sell themselves and stand out. During childhood years you rarely explored those elements, especially in the earliest years. Before getting into the dull maths activities we had to do some icebreakers in our group. The mohawk kid, Leo, was from a family of bikers. Bikers tended to ignore authority altogether and lived in areas that had their own autonomy. The government tended to leave them alone as they lived in rundown areas they couldn't be bothered dealing with. Biker gangs varied in their rules but Leo's one was a rather violent one- Leo ran away when he was eight with his older brother, who was nearly beaten to death by their own dad. Shit- the type of the things some people had to deal with. He and his brother ended up in the city where they signed up to a brothel. As they were minors at the time, it was arranged that they would be sent to St. Barnabys. A number of brothels contained child sex workers who work for them- they are allowed to do so provided the children still attend school during education periods, however they then spend there holidays working for free at the brothels. Leo hadn't yet had sex in th brothel of course- you have to have doen at least a year of school first. There were many kids in such arrangements- our new friend Axen being one of them. Another kid in our group, Blue, was from the House of Shadow. "So, why Blue?" I asked. Most of us had a reason for our names. My name, Tace, was the name of the town where I had been born. Most sex-worker class people are named after places or animals. Usually based on where they were born. Blue laughed, "My mum gave birth to me in the ocean. She was on the beach swimming and I just popped out. She didn't even know she was pregnant" "Wow" "Yeah. Unfortunately the only sex she'd had was with sex workers- though she didn't know which was the father. It means I get to live with her, but I am always destined to be a sex worker- not that I'm complaining. She decided to name me Blue so I wouldn't stand out compared to other sex-worker kids. For the best, she had a child later with her now-husband called, Mashmonotamokomot. Imagine that?" "Thank god we're not from the respected classes" I said with a smile. The last one, from the House of Greethe had an unusual name, Sol. It didn't sound like any name I'd heard. "I was from a middle class background like Blue" he explained. He was fairly gruff, though he appeared to have a warm interior beneath his monotone, serious manner, "My full name is Solessomossomossemoss. But fuck that" "Were you dishonoured or sold?" Blue asked. It might seem like a rude question, but when your in a room with other sex slaves, a good number of your peers were in the same situation anyway. "Neither. I chose to leave. My parents were awful, and I was way to horny to stay in the middle class. I would have gone insane. I started touching myself as an infant and never stopped. My parents used to tie my arms up or I would start jerking off. I still live with them during breaks- it's a bit weird, but they're coming to terms with it" "Speaking of which I'm so horny myself" Blue said, his cock stirring, "Wish we didn't have a boring Maths lessons, I won't more cock so badly" "Don't think I could take another one today" Leo said with a sigh. The rest of the day was amazing. After my Maths lesson, I had a lesson for giving oral. We got to practice that on each other, another one relating to diet- important or you know what- as well as a lesson on dance, one of my electives. Most of our activities related to potential careers- there was more to sex life than just sex. Dancing was a good career (yes, there was still lots of sex involved) too. By the time I finished for the day, I had dry orgasmed six times, had a carrot up my arsehole (during lunch, not class), sucked on a 9-yo boy's cock, had my face covered in a 90-yo teacher's jizz and sucked on a cunt for the first time. There were a few female teachers at the school. Nox came to pick me up after last class, embracing me before we grinded together passionately. "Come, there's something I want to show you" he said, before taking me into the woods area on the far-side of the island.