Date: Fri, 22 Feb 2019 11:48:58 +0000 From: Stu Hadley Subject: The First Hand School Chapter 1 The First Hand School Bobby finds a convenient way to lose his virginity but discovers there's a hole lot more in store for him... This 16 part serial plays out over the course of a month and covers everything from fucking, group sex, fisting, double fisting, bondage, leather, rubber, body modification and some fantastically extreme toys. Not for the vanilla at heart. Average reading time: 4 minutes. -------- Day 1. Introduction Well, I've finally made it... I'm here. No surprise that the wait has been unbearable and my anticipation off the wall. Christ, I've been so tense recently that I must have driven my friends and family nuts. Secretly counting down the days... I've been told to keep a diary, though I'm not quite sure why it's necessary. Something about `helping me to process all the momentous things that are going to happen over the next couple of days.' Not sure I believe in all that pyscho-babble stuff, but to be honest I really am expecting great things from this weekend so maybe it will help, who knows? At least writing gives me something to do. I've not got access to the internet and the only TV in my room is showing non-stop porn. I can't switch it off or mute it, just cycle through a seemingly endless list of x-rated channels. Weirdly it seems designed to force you to watch only hardcore stuff. If you select a vanilla channel -- I found a good one of a hot older guy fucking a younger twink -- then after five minutes or so it automatically switches to a black-on-white gangbang, a bukkake party or some excruciatingly detailed video diary of a young guy undertaking some weird fuck challenge. I've just seen some footage of a rubber gimp tied down and force milked. As I say, it's not really my thing. It all seems very professionally made though, not like some of the stuff you get on the web. It all feels strangely authentic too, like it's happening for real. No idea what I should be writing about, so I guess I should start by saying a bit about me and why I'm here. My name is Bobby Kent, I'm gay, about to start Uni and I'm as horny as a red deer. I just don't seem to have been able to make it happen though, in fact it's become a bit of a blocker. I'm a regular guy, 5' 10", broadly athletic (toned but not in a way that's inspired much body confidence in myself), and treading a line between boyish (brown eyes, tousled hair, impish smile) and being a man, albeit a young one (a smattering of chest hair and a slightly larger than average cock). Nothing to boast about, but certainly nothing to be ashamed of. And it's not like I haven't wanted to have sex -- Christ, it's just about all I want to do -- it just hasn't happened. I mean I've fooled about with guys - grab handle in the showers and the odd fumbled snog. I've sucked a guy's dick too (he was straight though so I'm not really sure it counts). Since then I've realised I love the taste of cum, even if it's only mine I get to swallow right now. I've even played around with a dildo or two (it shames me to say this - I wasn't brave enough to buy one but found one lying under my sister's bed. I was so horny that I couldn't help but experiment). But despite all of that, I've still got my V-card and I'm desperate to lose it before I go to Uni. Losing my cherry is all I can think about, so much so that I think it's holding me back. That's where this place comes in: The First Hand School. At first I thought the email was spam -- I mean, for real, seriously? -- but my level of desperation compelled me to open it. The school offers to introduce young guys like me to the ins-and-outs of gay sex. Virginity-taking on-demand so to speak -- you get to have your first `real' gay experience in a controlled environment. There's no fuss or embarrassment and everyone's on the level. You're teamed up with a slightly older guy who knows the ropes and wants to give something back by helping younger guys like me to step up. It almost sounds too good to be true, but it seems totally legit. The online application form certainly inspired confidence in its matter of fact nature and the level of detail they asked for. I had to supply photos, measurements, a full sexual history (or lack thereof) and fill out a very comprehensive survey about what I was looking to experience. I said no to cock sucking (hell, I know I enjoy that already!) and yes to being fucked (I've no interest in fucking a guy myself, at least not yet). I'd barely hit send before a reply came back saying I'd been selected. Thank god! I know that losing my virginity will give me the confidence to just get on with my life. And I know I've said I'm gay, but somehow having full-on sex with a man will really prove it. Of course the admissions email seemed to have a lot of other stuff to say: `preparing for whatever life throws at you', 'training for a new future' and the like. Not sure I need any of that but we'll see. So here I am. Of course I couldn't tell anyone I was coming, not least my parents. I simply told them that my term at Uni started a few days earlier than it actually does. This place is on the way so it's no biggie... I can't say it's exactly what I expected though. It's bigger for a start, and totally in the middle of nowhere. Some old Victorian mill building that's been converted. It's all very smartly done, but rather impersonal, a bit like a processing centre. I was met by a very friendly receptionist though -- a guy in his late twenties called Marcus. He seemed to take all the potential embarrassment of checking-in away and made it really easy. I completed the paperwork, signed the last few forms and he ran through a list of the School's rules. Marcus was clear to point out that once admitted there's absolutely no going back. That's fine, I mean I'm here to lose my cherry and I'm not leaving until I do. He smiled and led me to my room -- it's fairly big and has an en-suite, nothing fancy though. I wonder whether this is the room where it will all happen? The main event is going to be later this evening... When he left and the door automatically locked behind him I started to know where the phrase `butterflies in the stomach' comes from -- I hope they don't make me wait too long. For the moment though I guess I've no choice but to lie back and watch some porn. I've been warned that I'm not allowed to cum, though shooting multiple times a day is hardly a problem for someone who's barely past being a teenager. I guess they know what they're doing though. I just wish the porn wasn't quite so extreme. I just want a gentle introduction to gay sex... All this leather, toys, rubber and fetish stuff seems a bit over the top and not what I'm here for. Maybe they think it will help get me horny? -------- Next: Bobby loses his cherry and gets a big surprise... ------ Comments and suggestions welcome at stuhadley77@gmail.com