Date: Fri, 25 Apr 2014 20:36:39 -0400 From: Eff Del Subject: Flights of Angels-Chapter 11 Flights of Angels-Chapter 11 By Eff Del Despite what you may have been told, there is neither virtue nor benefit in keeping your feet planted firmly on the ground. You should go through life constantly making leaps of faith and jumping into situations. Though gravity will always draw you back to earth, for a brief moment at least you will have left the ground and for some people, that's as close to flying as they will ever come. As I turned the page on the manuscript, I realized that my hand was trembling slightly. I'd reached the part in the narrative that I was almost dreading. I was about to discover the process used by the NEST to turn a happy intelligent well- adjusted young boy into a skilled and willing prostitute. With a shudder I considered that this was not an abstract narrative about some stranger, this was a firsthand account dictated by a boy I knew and liked very much. I drained my drink and quickly built another. After a long sip, I was again firm in my resolve and continued to read Jack's tale. ****************************************************************************** When I knew my training was going to start, I was nervous you know?...But, I wasn't really scared because I remembered when Tip started his and how he was smiling and laughing once it started and besides, I knew pretty soon I was going to be learning about jerking off and other things and I'd already seen how happy that made the kids that began training and I was really curious about how your dick could make you so happy. Sorry, I don't mean to keep saying `dick' and stuff like that but that's what we called it in the Seniors...I'll try to say `penis' instead. Little Sean seemed to be even more nervous than me that I was going to start my training so I tried to spend a lot of time cheering him up and telling him how everything was ok and you know what's funny? I realized that Tip had done just the same with me when I was the Follow Boy and he was the Lead Senior about to start his training. After breakfast the day after my thirteenth birthday, I had been told to walk across the square and go into the main door of the Training Building. Of course, I'd never been in that building in my whole life so I didn't know what to expect. I wasn't scared though, I'd learned by now that none of the changes that happened at the NEST were bad things; they were all good things that made life more interesting and better. I was a little surprised when I found a Proctor waiting for me. He was a guy I'd never seen before. "Hello Jack." He was smiling when he said hello. "I'm Proctor Ian and we're going to be working together today. I'm going to show you some things about your body that you've probably been curious about. If today goes like I think it should, tomorrow, you'll join the rest of the boys in regular training sessions." I must have looked nervous or something because he put his hand on my shoulder and he said; "Don't worry, I promise that you're going to like everything we're going to do today. I just need you to trust me. I'm a Proctor and you certainly know you can always trust a Proctor right?" I don't think I said anything. I think I just nodded my head and he kept his hand on my shoulder and we walked down a long hall and into a room that said `Private Training' on the door. The walls of the room were painted a light color of blue and there was a couple of soft looking chairs and a kind of a couch that didn't have any arms or back...it was more like a thin bed and on one of the walls was a big mirror. The floor had thick soft carpet that was dark blue. The room was strange because I'd never been in one like it but...it wasn't scary or anything. Actually it was kind of nice. Proctor Ian sat down in one of the comfortable looking chairs and he said something that surprised me; "Alright now Jack, take off your clothes. Fold then neatly like you've been taught to do and place them on that little table over there." I don't know why it surprised me that he told me to do that because I knew that sometime today I was going to be learning about jerking my cock...sorry...I mean penis; but it surprised me anyway. I pulled off my shoes and socks and then my shirt and pants and after I'd folded them and put them on the table like he'd told me to, I looked at him . He kinda smiled and pointed to my underpants and nodded his head and I knew he meant that I should take them off too. I yanked them down and stepped out of them and added them to my pile of other clothes. I felt a little funny when I did that but I didn't know why because at the NEST, us boys were naked in front of each other a lot. Not like here at Eric's where we sleep naked and swim naked...at the nest, we always slept in pajamas or underpants depending upon how hot or cold it was and we always wore our swim suits in the pool. So, not like that, but we were always changing and showering or...well you know, we saw each other naked a lot. Almost since coming up from the Nursery we would hear from the older kids that the Clients like to see their NEST BOYS naked so sometimes we'd just show off for each other and make a game out of one or more of us being naked for a while...we all did stuff like that so it was no big deal really... but still... just then...in that room it felt different I guess because I knew it was different because I was getting naked for something I'd never done before. So, after I got naked, Proctor Ian got up from his chair and he guided me over to stand in front of the big mirror. "Look at yourself Jack." He said. "You're a fine looking boy that's for certain. Turn about a bit and look yourself over. That's good. Now, run your hands over your body Jack like you've never been allowed to do before. Go slow and rub your nipples and your chest and your stomach. Touch every part of your body Jack touch yourself like you've never touched yourself before." As Nesters, they taught us not to touch ourselves before our training and so, for me, this was really the first time that I ever spent any real time touching and feeling my own body. At first it was really weird but after a while it was nice and then it was really nice and it felt...well NICE and all the time Proctor Ian was encouraging me and guiding me and I was watching the whole thing in the big mirror almost like it was somebody else. I got to admit that this was the first time that I spent a long time looking at myself naked and to tell you the truth, I thought that I looked OK. I mean, I think I was just as good looking as any other guy I'd ever seen and maybe even better than a bunch. I don't know...that's just what I was thinking while I was exploring myself with my hands. I don't have any idea how long I stood in front of the mirror doing that stuff, but it didn't take long before my dick...oops...my penis was stiff and hard and after a while Proctor Ian smiled at me and said; "Ok Jack its time. You've been waiting all of your life for this; NOW you begin to learn about pleasure." I know that my whole body was shaking like it was freezing in that room but it wasn't freezing...it was actually comfortable but I was really shaking as he led me over to the couch thing and told me to lay down. Once I was stretched out he said in a very soft voice; "Ok Jack...take it in your hand and stroke it just like it wants to be stroked. You've watched other boys do it so you know how...your cock with tell you what to do." I looked up at him and reached down and wrapped my fingers around my boner. Just doing that felt so good but then I began to stroke myself for the very first time. Almost right away this wonderful beautiful feeling began to build up down there it was like hot and it was like a tickle and it was like fire and ice at the same time but as the feeling got stronger and stronger my hand began to stroke faster and faster and then...just like that...I knew I couldn't control it and I like just exploded! I think I must have screamed...probably a lot...as the hot fire of my first cum exploded from my cock...penis...NO COCK! The cum shot everywhere the first blast shot past my ear and onto the couch. After that it was on my shoulder and neck and chest and finally it slowed down and just like trickled onto my belly. I never felt anything so wonderful...so beautiful in my whole life and I didn't want it to stop; but it did and I wanted to cry...then I wanted to do it again. My mind was racing with new thoughts and new feelings. It was like I'd never known anything about life before...like I'd never felt anything before. I just lay there panting and smiling and letting myself calm down from the most important thing that had ever happened to me ever. When I finally calmed down, I looked up at Proctor Ian and he was smiling at me. "See Jack, I told you that you were going to like everything we did today. You DID like that yes?" "Oh yes! Oh yes! I LIKED that Proctor Ian." I managed to say. "I REALLY like that a lot!" We spent that whole day in that room just the two of us. I never got dressed the whole day and he showed me different was to jerk off...different ways to hold my cock...err..penis and how to make things go for longer by slowing down and sometimes even stopping my strokes just to make the great feelings last. After the first three times, he showed me how to use lube on my cock and my hands so I didn't hurt myself from too much rubbing and actually...it was even better using the lube because in a way, it felt like it wasn't actually my hand doing the jerking if you know what I mean. That day was so great that I didn't even want to stop for lunch but he made me. Lunch was actually delivered to our room. I remember when he took the top off our tray, he began to laugh and when I saw, I began to laugh too...our lunch was hot dogs! The way he was laughing, I don't think it was planned that way or anything but it sure was funny. At the end of the day, he showed me where the shower was in a room off to the side and after I'd dressed he told me that of course I could jack off in the dorm if I wanted to but to be very cautious about what I told the younger kids. He told me tomorrow to just come over with the other kids in my dorm who had started their training. "It just gets better and more fun Jack...I promise." He told me as he walked me to the door. About half of the kids in my Tier had started their training before me and the other half as well as all the little kids stood around my bunk that night as I showed everybody my new found skill and pleasure. Little Sean was fascinated and he watched me with his eyes wide open from curiosity. He asked me a lot of questions when we were whispering just between ourselves later that night with the lights out, but I told him that there wasn't much I could tell him except to not break the rules and not touch himself until he was old enough to begin his own training. "I promise you'll be glad you did." I told him and then I smiled because I remembered Tip had told me that very same thing once. The next day, like I was told to do, I followed the other boys from my tier into the training building. They led me into a large room that was like a bigger version of the room I was in yesterday. There were a bunch of the couch things, some chairs a few tables and some soft mats...more like mattresses on the floor. One whole wall was a huge mirror. Proctor Ian was there along with two other Proctors that I'd never seen before. I figured out that these were special training Proctors. They pointed out my personal cubby on the wall where I was to put my clothes. The first thing each of us boys did was to get naked and we stayed that way all day...every day when we were training. Proctor Ian spoke to the whole group that morning; "Guys, since this is Jack's first day in training group, like we always do with new guys, we're going to let him get used to things so today, everybody just lay around on one of the lounges and masturbate as much as you can. Tomorrow, we'll start showing Jack that cumming is even better when someone else helps you do it. Isn't that right guys?" Each of the other kids yelled out their agreement and a couple of my best friends came over and slapped me on the back and the butt and told me I was going to love it. So that whole day all us naked guys just lay on the couches (which I now knew were called lounges) and jerked ourselves. The different noises were interesting and after a while, I also noticed that the room was filled with a smell like I'd never smelled before. It wasn't like a stink or anything, it was just a smell. Now of course, I know that it's the smell of sex...but I didn't know that then. Next morning, the guys were really kidding around with me at breakfast and even as we walked across campus to the training building. I wasn't sure what to expect but they told me I was really going to like it. Once we were all naked in the big room, Proctor Ian broke us up into groups of three. The two guys with me were both among the oldest in my tier so I guess he picked them for me because I had the least experience and they had the most. I was kinda happy he'd chosen the two he did because they were a couple of my best friends. One of them was Lefty...I bet you can't guess how he got his Nest Name huh? The other was Peter who we now all called `Peets". Peter had been one of my best friends since we were real little and hadn't got along and the Proctors made us spend a day together in the `Get-Along Shirt'. "Now guys, since this is Jack's first time, we're going to go off into the private room so he can learn and you two can teach him." With that Proctor Ian led us down the hall and into the same room I'd been in on my wonderful first day. "So Jack, I want you to stand there by the mirror and Lefty, explore Jack with your hands please." Proctor Ian pointed over by the mirror and as we moved to the spot, Lefty smiled and said; "This is gonna feel nice Rufus." He was right. Slowly and softly Lefty moved his hands all over my body from my shoulders to my ass...I mean my butt and around to the front. He grabbed my balls as gentle as could be and kind of rolled them between his fingers. Even before he touched it, my cock got so hard...I don't think it had ever got that hard before in my life. "Help him out there Peets." said Ian. With a big grin, Peets hands were all over me in places where Lefty's were not. Pretty soon I was moaning and my legs felt like they were made out of rubber or something. "I'm...I'm gonna fall!" I remember shouting and Lefty and Peets both kind of caught me and walked me over to the couch and helped me lay down. All the while they were rubbing and touching me. "OK now, let's show him guys." I heard the Proctor say. "Lefty, you stroke him and Peets, you massage his nipples." All at once Peets was rubbing my nipples and gently twisting and flicking them with his fingers and it was driving me crazy it felt so good. Then suddenly, Lefty closed his fingers around my hard stiff cock and began to slowly stroke it. All of the great feelings from the past two days weren't nothing compared to how I suddenly felt now. I was shaking and jumping on the couch bed thing and groaning like crazy as my dick...my penis...you know what I mean... it just EXPLODED. Honest I think I passed out...I never felt anything so intense and so good. I just lay there making stupid noises and seeing stars and Peets and Lefty were laughing something sick. Proctor Ian was laughing too. They'd all known how that was going to make me feel and I guess my reaction didn't surprise them. After a while, the Proctor had me stroke off first Lefty and then Peets and for the rest of the day, we took turns on each other. By the end of the day, both guys were saying that I was doing it as good as they could do it and Proctor Ian even said that I was a quick learner. That made me feel real good. For the next couple of weeks, every day in our class we'd pair off or group up and pretty soon, I'd jerked off everybody in the group a lot of times and each of them had done me a lot of times too. Then one Friday, Proctor Ian told us that come Monday we were moving onto something very new...something he called the next major step and what was going to be our best and most important tool. We didn't know what he was talking about so we were all a little excited and I guess nervous too but, that weekend Tadpole...I mean Sean, had a soccer game against one of the better Norman Schools and since it was going to be played on our field, I got to watch it and take my mind off the mystery of Monday. As usual, Tadpole played great and they beat the Norman School four to one and really those guys shouldn't have even got that one goal. The referee missed an offside flag from his assistant and allowed the goal. Sunday was a free day for us and nobody had any `Gathering Knowledge' projects so we just hung around the quad and the pool and laughed and joked. I noticed for the hundredth time that Tadpole was a natural leader and his whole tier and most of the kids in the next older tier sort of flocked around him and just wanted to be near him. We all had a lot of fun and suddenly it was Monday and I hadn't had time to think about what was going to happen today. As usual, we all walked into our big room and took our clothes off this morning we just sat around on the floor waiting for the proctors. They came in about five minutes later and Proctor Ian sat down on the floor with us and told us that now that we had mastered how to make a person cum with our hands, it was time to begin to learn how to use our lips, tongues and throats. All of us guys looked at each other quickly and with a bit of surprise. We'd all heard about `blowjobs' kind of. It was a word we'd all used for years just like we'd used the word `jerkoff' but none of us knew for sure what a blowjob was or up until now...that it was even a real thing. Suddenly it seemed that we were all going to learn how to do a blowjob. Proctor Ian spent a lot of the morning just talking about what a blowjob was and after a while, one of the guys asks; "So, Proctor...it sounds like you don't really blow on nothing when you do a blow job huh?" "That's right." Proctor Ian sortta smiled. Then the same kid said; "Seems to me from what you're telling us, that it's really a `suck, lick and swallow job' huh?" That cracked us all up and we were laughing so hard that the Proctors had us break for lunch. After lunch, they split us up into pairs and had us take turns licking our partner's cock. We began by just licking the head and after a while, they had us working our tongues around and up and down the whole thing. It was pretty intense I'll tell you and several times the guys that were being licked couldn't help it and they just shot cum all over themselves. During our breaks we talked among ourselves and we all agreed that they hadn't lied to us and so far every new thing they taught us was better than the last thing. The only thing that concerned anybody was the idea of swallowing cum. We spent the rest of the week changing partners and licking each other's cocks until everybody had done everybody else at least twice. It was Friday again and Proctor Ian told us that on Monday, we were going to learn how to take things into our mouths and throats and then the lessons in skill would begin. Tadpole's soccer team had a game away at a Norman school on Saturday but I was able to go because the NEST always tried to let Lead Seniors watch their Follow Boy's games so that we could encourage them. Of course, my little Tadpole never needed any encouragement. He was just a natural and let me tell you this...he liked to win. No matter what he did, that little Follow Boy of mine liked to win. That Saturday his team won five to two and Tadpole scored three of the goals all by himself. As young as he was, I think he was as good as me already and I'm pretty darn good. That Monday, we found that there were tables and benches in our room and the Proctors told us that we should keep our clothes on and take a seat. Proctor Ian began that morning by having us all open our mouths as wide as we could. After we did that for a while and the Proctors had walked around and checked all of us our making some suggestions about how we could actually open wider than we had, Proctor Ian said something that at first I thought was funny but I never forgot it; "Guys, nothing feels worse on a man's boner than a cocksucker's teeth." I realized then and there that we were learning to be cocksuckers not cock blowers or cock lickers and the `man' in question would eventually be a client. Somehow that one thing he said made it all make sense to me and I was suddenly getting a pretty good idea of what was going on. We weren't really learning to make ourselves feel good, we were learning to make the clients feel good. This was serious NEST business and that's when I made up my mind to take it very, very seriously for the good of the NEST and for my value as a Nester. Over the next couple of weeks, we learned to cover our teeth with our lips, how to open wider than I ever thought I could, how to relax the back of our mouths and throat so that we didn't gag bad when something was way back there and how to use our tongues at the same time. We practiced on our fingers on vegetables on plastic cocks that they called dildos...on lots of things but never on each other. Then one Monday, we came into class and the tables were gone and the lounges were back. For the first time in a long time, we were told to take our clothes off. When we were all naked, we were told to lie back on one of the couches. "This is a very big day for you guys." Proctor Ian told us. "Giving an exquisite blow job is one of the most important skills you will develop. Receiving a blow job is a treasured experience for all men. Guys, I've got to tell you that NEST Boys are world famous for the quality of the blow jobs that they give. You will be learning to give a man oral pleasure that is superior in every way to any experience he has ever had from anyone other than perhaps, another NEST boy. Before we begin though, I want you each to jack yourselves off. When you feel yourself cumming, I want you to catch it all in your other hand and I want you to lick it all up and swallow every bit of it." I know we all looked at him very confused because then he said; "Guys, this is a courtesy to you. You won't have a choice over whose is the first cock you take in your mouth but I personally believe that the first cum any guy swallows should be his own. Got it?" We all indicated to him that we did and pretty soon all twelve us were pumping away and one by one you could hear each boy cum. I caught all of mine in the palm of my left hand and I didn't even think about it before I lapped up a big blob of it. I was surprised. First off, it was very warm. I don't know what I expected but I remember that surprised me but also, it didn't taste bad or icky or anything like that. It was salty and a little bit sweet and it felt thicker in my mouth than it felt on my hand but it wasn't bad and I knew that cum in my mouth was not going to be a problem...at least if all cum tasted more or less like mine. When everybody had finished, Proctor Ian had us all stand up and he pointed to a bucket that one of the other Proctors was holding. "For your first time, so that you guys don't have to start on huge cocks, we're going to let you practice on the fourteen tier. This will help you and it will give them a nice break from their own training. Do your very best on them because remember, next year it'll be you lying there with your dick in some younger kid's mouth. Each of you pick a tag from the bucket Proctor Martin is holding. Each of the twelve Fourteens we'll be using has already picked a number so you'll be doing the boy whose number matches the one you're going to draw." One by one we drew our numbers from the bucket and were instructed to stand by the lounges in numerical order. The door opened and in came the selected Fourteens wearing only their underpants. They obviously knew what was going to happen because their boners were tenting out the front of their briefs...every one of them. I knew them all of course, but I was pretty happy when I discovered that the one whose number matched mine was a kid we all called Bronco. I liked Bronco a lot. We'd done a couple of study projects together and he played the cello in our orchestra. Besides that, he was on my soccer team and we joked around a lot. He was a nice guy and I was glad that the first cock I was going to suck was somebody like him. It made me really want to do the best I could. At Proctor Ian's directions, the Fourteen tier boys stood by the side of our lounges and we were instructed to pull down their underpants. This was a new twist for all of us because we'd never taken off somebody else's clothes for them before. I didn't waste any time worrying about it though; I grasped the band of his underpants and slid them down his legs. We both giggled a little when I got the band caught on his very stiff boner and I had to kind of work them around it. When they finally fell to the floor, he stepped out of them and I bent over and picked them up, folded them and laid them on top of a nearby table. I looked a Bronco and he smiled. I smiled back and then the Proctors had the Fourteens lay down on the lounge couches. We Thirteen Tiers boys, dropped to our knees so that we were positioned over the stiff cocks of our partnered boy and looked to Proctor Ian for further instruction. "Guys, this is not a timed event. Take as long as you need. You'll be finished when your partner climaxes. That WILL happen in your mouth and you WILL swallow all of his stuff. Although that is the ultimate goal this time because after all it is your first attempt, remember that in the end, your real job, your prime objective is to give as much pleasure as you can in the process of inducing an orgasm. We Proctors will be walking around the room observing but we will not interrupt and we will make no comment during the procedure. Afterward, we will be interviewing the recipient of your ministrations, comparing our own personal notes and then, after lunch, we'll be meeting with you individually to discuss your performance. Understood? Begin." I smiled down at my partner and whispered; "I'm glad it's you Bronco. I'll try to make this real good for you." He grinned up at me and winked. "You'll do great Rufus." I reached over and softly drew my hand across his hip while I lowered my face down to his crotch. He had a thick patch of curly brown pubic hair. There was no smell because all NEST boys keep themselves very clean...we're trained to do that from when we enter the Mouse Tier. I nuzzled my nose in his bush just to tease him and then with my tongue I took a long lick from the tip of his cock. He jumped about two inches and I glanced up at him and giggled. I began to slowly work my tongue up and down his cock from his balls to his tip and then back again. In my head I was thinking that I would do to him all of the things that I loved having done to me. Of course I'd never had a blow job but I'd had my cock licked a bunch of times and I knew what felt good. Besides that, I always had a great imagination so I was pretty sure I could make this really good for him. After I teased him like that for a few minutes I opened my mouth and covered my teeth with my pursed lips. His dick was good and wet from my own saliva and I wrapped my lips around the head of his cock. As I did so, Bronco drew a deep breath and let it out swiftly. I thought to myself; `He's liking this." I was flicking my tongue up against the bottom of his cock and then decided to go for it. I relaxed my jaw like I'd learned to do and after taking a deep breath I took all of him in. Of course, he was only fourteen and not very big...mot by a long shot as I was later to learn...but this was the first cock I'd ever swallowed and I had made up my mind I was going to do it right. His cock wasn't long enough that I had to think about how I was going to breath and so I just clamped my lips tight around the bottom of his cock and I stayed that way sucking and swirling my tongue around the whole thing while it was in my mouth. Bronco was making quiet little noises almost like he was about to cry and his hips were moving in what I now know were slow fucking motions. I'm sorry I'm using all these bad words but they're the way we were taught to talk about sex so no other words really feel right. *****DR. SWAIM NOTE TO ERIC-At this point in the interview, I told the boy not to worry about his language but rather to continue his story using whatever words seemed right and natural.***** Well, I knew he was loving it and so I decided to continue the way I'd been planning so I began to bob my head slowly which moved my lips up and down his shaft. I hardly loosened my lips at all though so as they moved they were wrapped tightly around his dick. Bronco was moaning loudly now and by his noise and his motions I guessed he was getting ready to cum...but I didn't want him to yet so I stopped my bobbing up and down and loosened my lips. I raised my head off of his cock and began to slowly lap at his balls with my tongue for a few moments. Bronco's noises stopped and his breathing became kind of regular so I took his dick into my mouth again and began the whole thing all over. Three times more he almost cummed and all three times I stopped it from happening and kept up my sweet teasing. The fourth time that I could feel he was ready, I heard him whisper; "P-p-please Rufus." Instead of slowing this time, I picked up the speed of my motions up and down his cock until at last he raised his hips up with power and with a loud scream, he emptied himself down my throat. He shot so fast and so hard that everything was past my tongue and down inside me...I never really got to taste a drop. As I raised my head, I suddenly realized that everyone in the room was cheering and clapping. It turned out that all the other Fourteens had cum in the first few minutes and everybody in the room had been watching me work on Bronco. Bronco finally raised himself up on his elbows and grinning from ear to ear said; "Rufus, that was the greatest blow job I've ever, ever... EVER had man!" That afternoon, I sat with the three Proctors for private review. Proctor Ian smiled at me as he spoke. "Jack, we were able to watch you closely and I must tell you that your performance was as skillful and well thought out as could have been done by a person who has been doing this for years. We're going to be watching you carefully and if you prove to be consistent in this regard, we're going to have to get you working on full sized cocks as soon as possible. We need you to help the other boys in your tier learn to do as you do. You seem to have a true gift Jack." I don't remember ever feeling as proud as I did when I left the room that afternoon. We were encouraged to practice on each other and any older boys any time outside of class. The only rule was it couldn't be done in front of the younger kids. For this purpose, there were about six rooms in the training building that were kept available just for `practice sessions'. As word of how good my blow jobs were spread, I was approached quite often by older boys offering their services to me as someone to practice on. Very quickly I got better and better. It wasn't long before most of the older boys were coming to me for blow jobs and the guys in my tier were coming to me to learn how I did things. It got to be kinda funny because the older kids would come to me asking for a `Rufus' and the guys in my tier started asking me to teach them how to `Rufusize' a guy's cock. As time went by, we all got better and I learned new things or thought of new things every time one of the guys was blowing me and I couldn't wait to try it as soon as I thought about it. Proctor Ian told me to keep it up and told the other guys that we should keep on teaching each other and he even said that thanks to my leadership, our tier was getting up to NEST standards quicker than usual. I was real proud and I wished I could tell Tadpole but of course I couldn't. What happened in training was kept secret from the little kids until they turned thirteen. Things kind of just went on like that with all of us giving and getting blow jobs and sometimes jerking and getting jerked off just to keep in practice and then one day we came into our room and Proctor Ian had us all sit down on the carpet...after we'd gotten naked of course...and he told us that we were going to learn a new thing to do with our mouths called `rimming'. Now, I gotta tell you the truth...I hadn't ever heard of rimming and when he told us what is was all of us were kind of grossed out. I mean there was nothing about liking and sucking on another guy's butt hole that sounded fun or interesting. Actually, it kinda sounded disgusting. In fact, it was the first disgusting thing we'd talked about so far in all of our training. I guess he knew what our reactions were gonna be because he smiled a little and then he looked at us really serious. "First off guys," he said "You all pretty much know that next year you're going to be learning about fucking and though you haven't officially been told much about that, I think you all pretty much know what it is and what happens. It involves your assholes and though you don't know it yet, a guy's asshole is a very sensitive thing. In a lot of ways it's just as sensitive as your cock. The rim of your asshole is tender and tough at the same time and if it's treated right it can make a guy feel really wonderful. On top of that, inside each of your asses is a little thing called the prostate but pretty soon after you've learned more about it, you'll be calling it the `magic button' I promise. The more you learn about your ass and the more you practice what we're going to teach you, the easier and more fun fucking is going to be when the time come for you next year. The first thing to learn boys is that you don't mess around with that part of the body unless its clean so...before we begin today, everybody hit the showers and get those butts clean." Well, we were all a kind of combination of nervous and curious and I just kept reminding myself that Proctor Ian hadn't told us anything that wasn't true yet. I noticed all of the guys under the shower head were really working on getting soap and water up between their cracks. At the NEST, we learned since we were in the Mouse Tier to wash well and keep ourselves very clean but from this point on, I noticed every time we would shower, every kid in the tier would take extra time on his butt...I guess cause from that day on, you never knew when it was going to be involved in some sex stuff. Well, that day just by luck of the draw, I was one of the kids that got rimmed instead of doing the rimming. I felt a little funny kneeling on the mat with my ass up in the air but I have to tell you...when Rooster...the kid that was my partner that day, put his lips to my hole, I saw fireworks! A whole new world opened up that day and we all learned there was nothing disgusting about messing with another guy's ass...it was pretty neat and when another guy was messing with your ass...it was wonderful. That's the way the rest of the year went by. We all did our regular Gathering of Knowledge...what they call school work at the Norman Schools, and we played our sports and our musical instruments but a lot of our spare time was spent practicing on each other and any of the older kids that wanted to...and that was most of them I can tell you. My soccer team did really well; we only lost two games all season and my swim team was doing pretty well too. Tadpole's soccer team didn't lose a single game and then, my little Follow Boy was tearing up the swimming pool. He wasn't just better than everybody else, there was no one else that was even close. Oh yeah, I forgot to tell you that I was made first violin in the orchestra. I was so proud when I walked in and took my chair the first concert we played. Life was wonderful and sexy and fun and then I turned fourteen. The day after my birthday, Proctor Ian took me aside and told me that I would be spending the next two weeks in a private part of the training building because I was now old enough that I was going to learn about fucking. "Just relax and take it easy today Jack." He told me. "Tonight, tell your Follow Boy that you will be gone for a while so that he doesn't worry. Tomorrow, a new Proctor will meet you in the main lobby and take you upstairs and help you to get ready for your initial act of compliance. Don't be afraid of it Jack...you know no one here would ever harm you. You've been a wonderful student so far. You'll make a really excellent Contract Boy. You will make the NEST very proud of you." In spite of what he said, I couldn't help but be nervous. Tadpole seemed nervous too when I told him so I tried real hard to cheer him up and you know what? That helped me even though I didn't sleep all that good that night. The next morning, as I'd been told, I entered the training building through the main door and a strange man was waiting for me. Good morning Jack. I'm Proctor Nick and I'm going to help you get ready for your big day OK?" I just nodded my head and he kind of pointed to the elevators and I just followed him. We got off on the fourth floor and we walked down the hall to a door marked `B' and walked in. The room was beautiful. It was all done in a light color of rosy red the carpet was deep and soft and in the center was a large bed. On one wall was a fireplace with a fire going already. As I looked around Proctor Nick said; "This is your compliance suite Jack. You'll pretty much be in here for an entire week. You'll take your meals here...everything while you learn to give yourself entirely for the first time. Now get undressed and I help you to get ready." My head was spinning I was so nervous. After all these years of hearing about it, I had reached the time and place where I was going to fuck...or, as I suddenly realized; was going to be fucked. Once I was naked, he led me into the large bathroom and from next to the sink he opened a box and removed a pink rubber bag with a long tube attached to it. "It's very important that you are as clean on the inside as you are on the outside Jack. This is called an enema and I'll show you how to use it." Well, I won't go into much about that because I'm sure you know what an enema is and how it works. This was my first one and boy was that an experience. Proctor Nick helped me with the first bag full and then he made me do the second bag all by myself. When that was finished, he had me shower and clean myself good. After I dried off, he handed me a nice soft robe to put on and we went back into the bed room. He told me to sit down on one of the comfortable looking chairs by the fireplace and he walked over to a table and poured something out of a tall green bottle and handed me the glass. "Take a sip Jack. It's wine...in fact, it's a very good wine and it will help you to relax. Help yourself to more when you're ready. I'm going to leave you now and I'll see you again in a week. Do your best to enjoy this experience and learn as much as you can Jack. This is really the beginning of everything. Your guide; your `first time' will be here in a few minutes. Listen to him and give yourself to him willingly. Good luck." Before I could say anything or ask him any questions, he was gone. I sipped the wine. It was a little sweet and a little fruity but I like it a lot. It made me feel warm inside. I wonder who this person was that would soon be here with me...to lay me down and put his dick inside me. Would he be kind? Would he be gentle? Would he know that I was afraid...and if he did...would that matter to him? Suddenly there was a soft tapping on the door and it slowly opened. The hallway was dark and the tall figure in the doorway was pretty much a silhouette but I recognized him even though I hadn't seen him in a long time. "Hello Rufus." He said softly as he entered the room and walked towards me. "Tip!" I was almost crying I think. "Who else silly." He was running his fingers through my hair gently. "I've been with you since you were eight years old. Did you think I'd let you have to go through this with a stranger?" Then I did cry but just a little because I was happy and I knew it was going to be alright. *************************************************************************** I laid the manuscript down on the desk and stared at it. `How very remarkable.' Was all I could think to myself. I realized that my glass was empty and so I moved to the credenza and refilled it. Leaning back into my soft leather chair I sipped the peaty golden liquid in quiet respite before I would once again open the brown binder and read further. (to be continued) Next time, we'll hear about Jack's initiation into fucking and about his first contracts. Thank you all so much for your emails and comments. I would certainly like to hear about what you thought of this chapter (particularly if you've been following this story from the beginning). Also, don't forget to consider a donation to NIFTY so all of this can keep coming.