Date: Sun, 7 Feb 2010 14:31:38 -0800 (PST) From: Sargon Bighorn Subject: All Boys Private School Part 8 This is a work of fiction and is not based in reality. All Boys Private School Part 8 New School-Year Event Dinner My name is Brent. I'm your typical athletic 16 year old. I'm 5'9" 155 brown hair, hazel eyes. Lean muscled because I work out and like the look. My third year in an all male private high school is great. It's not that I am huge; it's that I am fit, active and involved. At 16 life is great. I live with my Dad and enjoy everyday. The new school year was beginning and as planned there was the Father - Son banquet to attend after the first week of school. It wasn't a "Prom" sort of event, it was more like an event to meet the teachers and class mates, and joke and laugh at the first year students. Fathers or Male family members met each other and the teachers. Students hung out and told dumb jokes. I could hardly wait. The event was starting at 8pm and it was a formal event. Not black tie just a nice shirt and tie, and dinner jacket. In a way it was good to know how to dress up once in a while. Dad had showered and shaved, I showered and got dressed after. Dad was sitting down stairs sipping a cocktail when I came down stairs announcing I was ready to head to the event. "Okay Dad I'm dressed, let's head over to the school and have some fun." Dad slammed back his cocktail, "Yup let's get going Brent. It will be good to talk with your teachers. I sure like Mr. Hardwood and Coach Long. They are such nice guys." Dad said as he grabbed the cars keys and we headed out the door. The school parking lot was full. Men in nice suits where getting out of cars, others were walking toward the school auditorium where banquet tables had been set out with white linen and nice silverware. The auditorium was decorated in a masculine sort of way. Large banners with the school Crest hung at both ends of the large room. Wow I thought there are some handsome men here tonight. And there were plenty. Even though each man was different, they all carried themselves well and showed a level of self respect that translated into "attractive". "Dad I think we have seating assignments. Maybe you should find out were we're sitting. I'm gunna go talk with Tom and Marcus. I see them over there." I said to Dad as I waved at Tom and Marcus standing next to their Dads who were engaged in a conversation of their own. "Sure Brent, but you keep an eye on me and when we're supposed to sit down I expect you to be here beside me." Dad said with his reasonable I-trust-you voice. "Sure thing Dad." I said and headed off to Tom and Marcus. Along the way I said hello to other guys that were in classes with me. Some guys still did not know how to tie a tie properly and they looked goofy with crooked mis-shaped ties hanging from their necks. When I got over to Tom and Marcus they were discussing the summer vacation and what they did. "Hey Brent buddy how are ya?" Marcus asked me. Marcus owed me big time because Dad and I went over to his place to practice prostate stimulation techniques on his Dad and mine. It was a great evening at their place. We all had fun and Marcus' Dad is one hot studly guy. But still Marcus owed me. I'd have to give some thought as to how he could pay me back. They wanted to know how my vacation was because I told them Dad and I would be taking a trip together. They stayed in town the whole summer. "The trip was great fellas. We had a blast. My Dad is great to travel with. He's not pushy and he likes to stay out late too. In fact one evening he came back in the morning with a huge grin on his face and his shirt buttoned wrong!" I laughed. "When I asked him what had happened he said me met a nice guy at a bar. They talked for a while and then this guy invited to show Dad around town." I went on. "I bet they had a great time together." Tom said. "Your Dad is handsome. Any guy would want to hang with him." "Oh gheez look at the time guys the event is almost ready to begin. Where are you sitting Marcus?" Tom asked. "Uh I have no idea." Marcus said and headed off to find his Dad. I looked for my Dad and found him over at a table near the back of the auditorium. "I'm sitting near the back Tom." I said to Tom. "Where are you sitting?" "Yeah we're sitting near the back too." He replied. "Let's get to our seats." And the both of us headed to our tables to sit next to our Dad. The tables were those round ones. The table clothes were long and draped down over the legs. The center pieces were metal bowls with five candles placed in them giving off a nice mellow glow. The other guests at our table were all guys I knew except for one guy, a first year student and his Dad. We all introduced ourselves and sat down to listen to the speeches of welcome. I noticed Tom and his Dad sitting at the table just over from ours. Tom's Dad was a hot guy. He had been a guest in our Male Physiology class. So we had all seen him naked with an erection. The seating arrangement was Dad-son Dad-son. And there were 6 Fathers and 6 sons at each table. It worked well. As the food was brought to our tables the speeches began. And as the speeches began I noticed something unusual on the expression of the face of the Father sitting across from me. He had a far off look on his face, he was sitting real still and his breathing appeared labored. I did not stare, but I kept looking. I noticed his son sitting next to him was focused too. He was looking down and over at his Father's lap and for a minute I thought he had dropped something there. As it turned out he was giving his Dad a sweet welcome to the new school year. The Father across from me placed both his hands on the table top and tried to hold his fork. His right hand was holding it really tightly. His mouth would open slightly and then he'd close his eyes briefly. Then he'd move his head slowly to one side and then the other. He'd breath deep too. Like he was panting. All very slowly so that no one seemed to notice. But his face was showing signs of intense self control. With out anything appearing to happen the father across from me slowly put his head back like he was going to sneeze but instead softly let out a long sigh. His body tensed and his hands formed fists and he seemed to shake just a bit. His head then came down to his chest he let out a long breath and he seemed to rest. His son sitting next to him was wiping his hands on his napkin. His son was grinning and looking far too pleased with himself. I looked over at Tom's Dad and saw he too had his eyes closed, a smile was on his handsome face and he just sat there very still. Tom's arm was moving just slightly at his side. I could not see his hand. As the speeches from the front continued I began to see more and more Dad's looking like they were in ecstasy. Like they were having an orgasm. Here? I thought. At this event the handsome men are having orgasms? But how? I wondered. "No Way" I said to my self under my breath. Of course you dummy, their own sons were giving them hand jobs under the table. As I looked from face to face I noticed that most Dads appeared to be nearing explosive orgasms. Only the Dad's of the first year students were eating and being animated. Their sons were busy eating too. As the Dads all struggled to maintain some sense of decorum while dealing with the waves of pleasure being delivered to their cocks, Dad after Dad seemed to reach orgasm like the wave at a baseball game. One Dad actually moaned out loud. No one seemed to notice or they did not care as they were each dealing with their own impending orgasm. My Dad seemed oblivious too all this going on around him, but in fact he was not. He was methodically eating his dinner and still watching the adults around him. He did look a little hot to me. A bead or two of sweat showing at his temple. I could tell he was doing his best to remain calm. Watching other men have explosive orgasms is a turn on for any guy, my Dad is no exception. "Dad are you okay, need anything?" I looked over at him. "Fine son doing fine here, just fine" he said in a breathy voice. Whew is it me, I'm hot" He said as he took a drink or water. "I think it's warm in here Dad, real hot as a matter of fact." I said as I witnessed Dad after Dad blow their loads under the tables. What a wild scene. And all done with little notice or more likely caring on the part of the other men. After the speeches and apparently when most Dads had cum, we all got up and mingled. Dads talking with the other parents and teachers; students talking with each other. When the clock showed it was 11pm Dad motioned for me to come over to him. "Time to hit the road Brent. It's been a long evening. Shall we go?" He asked me as he shook hands with Coach Long. "Nice to talk with you again Mr. Swelling." Coach Long said as he turned to meet other Dads. While driving home I noticed Dad was really in need of some release. His cock was bulging hard in his pants. His pre cum had left a large wet spot on his pant leg, and he was still looking hot. I know to distract a driver while driving is really really stupid and I know I should not have done what I did, but I could not let poor Dad sit there in a hot and bothered state with a raging hard on begging for attention. With out saying anything I leaned over to Dad's lap and unzipped his fly. I had to ask Dad to cooperate and move his legs while I freed his thick pulsing cock from its confines. No sooner had I released Dad's cock than it throbbed and a drop of pre cum issued from it. I licked it off the top of Dad's cock head. I continued to lick my Dad's cock until I had licked it from head to base. The entire shaft now glistened. "Oh Brent yeah" He said and the car slowed down. I then went to work with Dad's total pleasure in mind. My lips parted and I moved my mouth to totally engulf my Dad's hard cock. "Mmm son that's great" Dad said as my head moved slowly up and down his long hard shaft. Dad began to squirm in the seat. He tried to push his hips forward but the seat belt held him in place. His leg not on the accelerator moved to widen his legs. I could tell Dad was really close, lots of pre cum was flowing from his raging cock and after a room full of sexy men had shot their loads it was no wonder Dad was on the edge with out me even having touched him. "Oh Brent here I cum son" was all my Dad got out before my mouth was filled with his hot man milk. Pulse after pulse filled my mouth and some of my Dad's hot sperm flowed down into his cock and into his pants. "Oh Brent son yeah don't stop aggghhhh" My Dad moaned out loud as his cock pumped his sperm into my warn slick mouth. After 4 big blasts Dad relaxed into the car seat again. When my Dad's cock was soft in my mouth and was not pulsing sperm out anymore I let it slip out from between my lips. I gently helped Dad get his cock back inside his pants and I zipped them up for him. "Brent you know, this all boys private school is making you into a fine young man. I'm so pleased with everything you're doing and being taught." My Dad said as he placed a hand on my shoulder and gave it a loving squeeze. "Ghee thanks Dad, I like it too. Thank you for sending me to it. And I'm glad you're my Dad." I said as I placed my hand over my Dad's. The ride home sweet and quite and we just sat and enjoyed the quiet of each others company. Tomorrow would be another day at school for me and work for Dad. We better enjoy the quality time together while we could.