Date: Thu, 7 Feb 2013 09:29:15 -0700 (GMT-07:00) From: Adam Pollard Subject: Thornton College (A/Y) Thornton College My name is Chip Farnsworth. After college I went into the Air Force for four years. I had many varied gay experiences around the world. When I got out I was twenty-five and soon came into my very large trust fund based on the Farnsworth industrial fortune. I moved to a college town in northern New England and, after familiarizing myself with the city for a few months, bought a huge old four story grey clapboard boarding house a couple of blocks from the campus. I put a couple hundred thousand dollars into renovating the place, upgrading the five apartments that I would be renting out. I kept the whole top floor to myself after having a hidden elevator installed in the back of the building next to the integral two-car garage. I started frequenting academic and cultural activities at Thornton College, gradually making friends with the faculty and administration. Thornton was a hundred year old co-ed institution of about two thousand students. I put special effort into cultivating the faculty advisor to the gay-straight alliance, Herb Jeffries, a man in his mid-thirties. His long-time lover had died recently and I shared several boozy evenings commiserating with him about his loss. I subtly pumped him for information about the gay talent in the male student body. After his long period of monogamy, I encouraged Herb to put his foot in the water and become intimate with some of the gay boys on campus. One-third of the ground floor of my boarding house held a small apartment with a private entrance. The other part I transformed into common rooms for all my tenants, including a big kitchen, mud room with a half-bath/shower, dining room and a lounge. When interviewing tenants I tried to choose only gay men by making use of my "gaydar". After finding good gay tenants for three of the four large apartments in my building, I started wondering what I should do to fill the small apartment on the ground floor with the private entrance. Herb Jeffries led me to the answer. Since he was faculty advisor to the college gay straight alliance, it was only logical that he would have some knowledge of the local high school's gay kids. He told me about a sixteen-year-old high school boy named Benny LaFarge, of French Canadian extraction, who was a little effeminate and not on especially good terms with his devout Catholic family who had found him kissing a boy. Benny was desperate to move to a place of his own and Herb thought he might be a good candidate for my smaller apartment, if something could be worked out. I agreed to be introduced to the lad and was stunned by his appearance. His handsome features were set off by black hair and blue eyes, a favorite combination of mine, and his five foot eight frame had a most pleasing symmetry. When I shook his hand it seemed that a pulse of electricity went through me. "Mr. Farnsworth, sir, I'm sixteen and of legal work age. I so want to get a place of my own. If I found work would you be willing to rent me your ground floor apartment?" "But, you haven't seen it." "Oh, Mr. Jeffries described it to me, and it sounds perfect." "OK, come by at 10:00 a.m. tomorrow and I'll show it to you and see if we can work something out." The next morning Benny knocked on the private entrance door and I ushered him into the small furnished apartment. I no sooner had let him in than he leapt into my arms and tried to kiss me, saying, "Oh, please let me come stay here. I'll do anything you want! I'll wait on you hand and foot. I'll suck you and you can fuck me whenever you please." "OK, Benny, let me test the merchandise," I said, leading him to the small bedroom and easing him onto the single bed. "Take your clothes off and I'll strip, too." I was admiring his firm natural body, with black hair in all the right places, and more than adequate meat and buns when he went down on me and began to give me some good head. I slipped a finger into his rectum and found that he was pre-greased. Four minutes later as I ejaculated into his rump I told him, "You have the job." "Great! You'll be happy you hired me. I'll please you every way I can," he said, backing up against me as if to get the last bit of my sperm. "You will have household as well as bedroom duties, you know." "Fine. Lay them out for me." "You'll be house-boy, or I should say house-man. You'll have full run of the house with all the keys and knowledge of the secret passages between different parts of the house." "Ooh, that sounds exciting, just like a Hardy Boys mystery!" "I'll give you a small allowance, a cell phone, and you won't have to pay any rent. But I'm going to work you hard." "I hope you mean work me hard physically and sexually," he quipped. "You can count on it. Let's go clean up in the shower." After we showered and put our clothes back on, I showed him some more of my boarding house. I led him through the secret passage from his apartment to the main kitchen, whose opening looked like the door to a pantry closet. That tickled him no end, and I familiarized him with the mud room, the dining room and the lounge. Back through the mud room, I showed him the secret passage to my garage which held a Morris Mini and a 4x4 rugged, all-terrain vehicle. Then I took him in the private elevator up to my top floor apartment with its extravagant marble bath with huge tub, shower, two face bowls and a bidet. When he didn't know what the last item was, I told him it was for douching his little behind. "Oh boy, I'll sure make good use of that," he said, advancing toward me and getting amorous. "So far I haven't paid much attention to your dick, Benny. Take your clothes off again and lie down on your back on the bed with your feet off the end." It didn't take much cajoling and he got in position as I shucked down myself. As I approached the foot of the super king size bed he smiled lasciviously at me and fluttered his bright blue eyes. I half climbed onto his body, admiring his throbbing six inch erection and the curly black public hair surrounding it. I licked up the inside of his thighs and chewed on the pubes beside his balls and across the thick triangle of black hair above his dick. He was moaning as I engulfed his boyish charms which fit perfectly into my mouth. As I started bobbing up and down on his engorged member he squealed with delight and gently grabbed my head with both hands as he started shallow pelvic thrusts. "Oh, Chip -- do me, do me! I'm going to CUM!" he said loudly as he arched off the bed and spurted his warm seed into my greedy mouth. After swallowing what I could, I moved up on top of him and fed some back to him with an open-mouth kiss. "I'm falling in love with you, Chip. You wanna screw me again?" "Don't mind if I do," I said handing him a tube of KY from the bedside table and pushing his legs back toward his ears. He lubed us both up and I sank my seven inches into him with one continuous push. We both moaned with pleasure as I set up a rhythm of humping. Good thing we were on the top floor with sound-proofing as we accompanied our passion with loud vocalizing. "Oh, Benny, you have such a great ASS!" and "Sock it to me, Chip, give it to me really hard!" When we came down from our mutual orgasm some minutes later, we were covered with a sheen of sweat and slithered around on each others' bodies. "Wow, Benny. You're a great lay. I think I'll give you fifty dollars a week to start." Then we dozed off for half an hour.