By Quentin Collins (hauptwerk88@gmail.com)
© BJB Conglomerated Media
This story is fictitious and takes place in a fantastic realm where inconvenient physical, biological, medical, legal, and moral strictures don't exist. It is intended only for the entertainment of those who are legally permitted to access and read it.
The author does not promote or condone unsafe, coercive, or illegal activities. The author promotes and condones love, joy, and imagination.
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Life at Warren Hill
The Hulstlander Academy for Boys consists of a Lower School for those in grades kindergarten through eight, and an Upper School for grades nine through twelve. The two schools are made up of a complex of buildings on two hundred forty acres that slope to a half-mile-long pond at the eastern edge of the property.
The campus is only a couple of miles from Warren Hill, on the way to the McEntire National Guard Base. Bunny and Tim, the fourteen-year-old son off Russ, Warren Hill's chief driver, had run along the road from the house to the front gate of the base and back again on several mornings over the past week.
They had stopped at the guardhouse on their second day to ask for water before their return run. The two guards on duty were skeptical of the naked teenage runners, but one look at the sweat pouring off their bodies from their full-speed run encouraged their hospitality. They chatted for a few minutes as the boys panted and drank before setting back toward home. The guards made sure to encourage them to stop in again to say hello, even if they didn't need water.
Tim never bothered to tell Bunny that they were also running past their school, which Tim started the previous year, which was just a little up a side road. He didn't want to take away from Bunny's sense of discovery.
During the ride Drew convinced his son and their accompanying footman that it would be polite for them not to have erections when they arrived at the school. They engaged in sober conversation about what to expect from the upcoming school year.
They did not engage Terrek, the driver, in the conversation, even though the privacy partition was lowered, since he was busy performing his duties.
They turned into the entrance drive of the Upper School. It wasn't a particularly long drive since the main building was set back only a couple hundred feet from the road. The three-story main building was two years old. It was built in front of the former main building, some of which was demolished and the rest of which was remodeled, opening for this year as the new science wing.
There were several other buildings connected by covered walkways or enclosed corridors.
The Upper School capped its enrollment at eight hundred students, two hundred per grade, so it was a large school, but not so large that one would be easily lost in it.
Drew spotted two men standing at the covered drop-off area waiting for them. One was a platinum blond man of medium build and about five-foot, ten inches tall. He recognized him from his previous visit as Jacob Graaf, the principal. The other man was four inches taller and probably forty pounds heavier with solid muscle. He had curly light brown hair that looked completely resistant to combing.
The chase car had pulled in front of them as they turned into the drive, and the two men stood back, unsure which car to greet. Samer "Sam" Hadid, a thirty-two-year-old Iraqi man, was their assigned security agent. He exited the lead vehicle and briefly greeted the principal and his sidekick. Sam then nodded to the lead car, and Drew saw the "all clear" light on the dashboard of his car illuminate with two dings.
Their driver Terrek exited the car, quickly unlocked and opened the rear passenger door for Yu-Joon, then came around and did the same for Drew and Bunny.
Drew exited first, eliciting a smile of recognition from Doctor Graaf, and a pleasant nod from the other man. When Bunny exited and took a few steps away from the obscuration of the car door, both men's smiles turned to surprise at the naked, heavily-muscled teen. The surprise only intensified as Yu-Joon walked around the back of the car carrying the messenger bag, also naked aside from his gloves and velvet shoes.
Drew closed the gap to Doctor Graaf and extended his hand. "Principal Graaf! It's very nice to see you again. I'd like you to meet my son, Tian."
Jacob Graaf struggled for words during an awkward moment as Tian stood with his hand outstretched. "I'm sorry. This is your son? I thought you said he would be fifteen at the start of school? I don't understand."
The principal took Bunny's hand and tried to look into his eyes, but was drawn to his handsome face, his curly blond hair, his thick neck, ballooning chest, tapered waist, eight-pack abs, flaccid six-inch penis, bulging thighs, and muscled calves. He scanned the impossibly beautiful boy over and over. The still-anonymous man to his right did the same with a growing smile on his face.
Principal Graaf finally came back to reality enough to let go of Bunny's hand and turn to the smitten man to his right. "I'd like you both to meet our assistant principal, Robert Davis. Mister Davis is starting his second year with us."
Both Drew and Bunny shook his hand. The six-foot-two, two-hundred-twenty-pound assistant scanned both Tarnow men. "Wow. I've never seen such development on a teen before. Are you sure you're only fifteen? You could pass for nineteen or even twenty-one with that incredible body. And there's no doubt that he's your son," he said to Drew. "He looks just like you."
"That's the nicest thing anyone's ever said to me," Bunny enthused. "I think my dad is the most handsome man in the world!" Bunny leaned over and gave his dad a sweet kiss on the lips. Drew pulled him into a brief embrace, rubbing his naked mounded ass in front of the principal, assistant principal, security agent, and footman. There was no doubt that these two were closer than many fathers and sons.
Robert Davis watched the embrace with awe. "Well, Tian, you'll get no argument from me. Your dad is probably the most handsome man I've ever met, and you truly look just like him, from what I can see. You're a lucky boy."
Bunny hugged the assistant principal and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Mister Davis's hands almost unconsciously wrapped around his student and rubbed up and down his back, coming to rest on his ass.
"You don't have to butter us up, Mister Davis, dad has already paid tuition for the year, haven't you dad," Bunny joked.
Drew and Principal Graaf laughed along.
"Well, let's get inside the school, and out of this heat, shall we," the principal gestured toward the main entrance, subtlely motioning for his assistant to release Bunny's ass. "Are all four of you taking the tour?"
Drew started walking and took Bunny's hand. "I'm sorry to be rude. These other two gentlemen are Sam Hadid from our security staff, and Yu-Joon Bok, one of my assistants. I don't think it's necessary for them to tag along if they don't want to. Perhaps there's someplace they can wait?"
"Of course," Principal Graaf said, going through the automatic door. Your security team has already been through here twice and gotten copies of our blueprints as well as looked at our systems with our own security staff."
Drew shot a surprised look to Sam, who shrugged as if to say that it should have been expected.
"We have a few students from high-profile families. We strive to allow their children the luxury of anonymity and to let them blend in with the local kids."
The six men were standing in a three-story atrium. The building was beautifully built but was not ornate. The marble, limestone, steel, and glass all seemed to fit with tolerances of just a millimeter or so.
Bunny looked at some of the large photos of school events and groups that lined the atrium, hoping that he would very soon feel part of the group.
Drew patted Bunny's ass as they walked. "Bunny's been looking forward to seeing this beautiful place, and even more, to meeting his new classmates. I know it's a big change from Pennsylvania, but I'm confident it will be a good change."
"Bunny?" asked Mister Davis.
"I like to be called `Bunny,'" Tian replied with a tinge of defensiveness in his voice. "Is that acceptable?"
The assistant principal laughed and pointed to the second and third-floor balconies that transected that atrium. The sides of the balconies had large blue acrylic letters bolted onto them reading, "Hulstlander Academy," and underneath, "Running Rabbits."
Bunny stopped. "Dad, why didn't you tell me?"
"I honestly didn't know. I don't think that was here when I last visited."
Principal Graaf concurred. "No, those signs were just put up a few weeks ago.
"You see, when the former Richland Academy was taken over by my grandfather Pieter de Graaf, he renamed it Hulstlander after a breed of rabbit developed by his brother Jakob, after whom I'm named. Hulstlander is also a region in the Netherlands where much of my family came from. We've Americanized our names over the years.
"The breed is known for its fluffy white coat, blue eyes, intelligence, playfulness, and inquisitiveness. Sound like anyone you know," the principal joked, looking directly at his naked student.
The teen smiled and demurred. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
"So, that is why we are called the `Running Rabbits,'" Principal Graaf continued. "Why do you like to be called `Bunny?'"
Tian looked to his father, who tilted his head to indicate that he should tell his own story. Tian scratched his side and unconsciously scratched his balls as he thought how to tell the story.
Tian smiled back at his father, the most handsome man he's ever met, and gave the slightest shake of his head. It wasn't the time or place to reveal the truth about Tuer Shen, the Rabbit God. He turned back to the principal.
"When I was a small boy, my grandfather got me a stuffed rabbit. I was an extremely creative and thoughtful child, so I came up with the most clever name in the world for it: Mister Bunny."
The principal and Mister Davis laughed.
"I was never very attached to stuffed animals," Tian continued, "But Mister Bunny somehow became my sidekick. I have him even today. I know that it's odd, but I insisted that Mister Bunny ride down with us inside the moving van.
"Since I went everywhere with that silly rabbit, people started calling me `Bunny.' I was always the tallest in my class, and, when I turned eleven or so, started gaining muscle mass too." Tian gestured to his magnificent physique, which all the men present were only too happy to stare at once again.
Tian took a moment to flex and pump his muscles, turning so that all eyes could behold his taut and mounded naked body from every angle. "My friends from childhood kept calling me Bunny, but it became ironic since I no longer resembled a little furry baby."
All five men looking at the fifteen-year-old Bunny sported bulges in their pants. Drew's flimsy white pants did little to conceal the nine-inch snake slithering down his left pant leg. He made no effort to hide it. Tian's penis remained flaccid.
Drew was pleased that his son withheld the information about their cosmic benefactor for now. Everything he told them was true, but there was more truth to be revealed. The time would come for that.
There was silence for a minute or two as the men appreciated Bunny's physique again. He was slightly flushed from his posing, and his muscles seemed even more pronounced. Mister Davis licked his lips.
Principal Graaf finally broke the spell. "Speaking of your physique ... I couldn't help but notice that you chose to visit today without the benefit of clothing. Are you one of those `Natural Boys' that we've been hearing about? I don't think we actually have any around here. At least none that I've encountered."
Bunny smiled at the diplomatic way the principal addressed his undressed state. "I suppose I am. Dad and I have always been naked at home. He was brought up in a clothing-free household too. My grandmother's family were part of the Freikörperkultur movement in Germany. We just never thought anything of it."
Drew joined his son again and added his point of view. "While we were usually undressed at home, Bunny has always been more comfortable to be naked in public. He would think nothing of stripping naked to swim or to play soccer or rugby. Of course, naked sports and recreation are part and parcel of the Free Body Culture, but we had been forced to abandon that because of this country's puritanical views of the body and sexuality.
"Now that we're finally realizing how damaging the repressive beliefs of the religious nutjobs who founded our country were, I'm happy to see the acceptance of public nudity growing in our society. We are also on the verge of accepting that we are sexual creatures too," Drew laughed.
Bunny kissed his dad on the mouth to thank him for his support. "When we left Pennsylvania a few weeks ago, I got into the moving van naked, with Mister Bunny in tow. I haven't had anything on since then. I'm pretty sure I won't ever wear clothing again. I really enjoy the freedom of being naked, and, it seems, the people around me also generally enjoy looking at my body, so there's no downside."
Robert Davis nodded his head in agreement before catching himself. Principal Graaf gestured for the group to move down a corridor to the administration offices.
"Let's go into my office, and we can decide who is going touring and who would like to wait in the lounge," Graaf suggested.
The principal led the group through a doorway with a sign indicating it was the office area. Unlike many school offices, this one had no high counter or obvious physical barriers between students and staff. There were three desks for the secretaries and assistants, a few tables for four where students, faculty, and staff could sit and talk in the open, and a couple of sofas for even less formal conversations.
There was only one person at the desks. He looked up when he saw the group come in and then did a triple take when he saw the gorgeous, mostly naked Yu-Joon and the gorgeous, completely naked Bunny enter. The secretary looked like a kid at Christmas.
Principal Graaf addressed the man, "Melik Johnson, this is Tian Daniel Tarnow, who will be coming into our sophomore class."
The flustered administrative assistant stood. He was six feet tall and had a thin runner's build. Bunny sensed that he and Melik would be friends, so he skipped the handshake and went for a hug with the man who stood just a half-inch taller than he. "I'm happy to meet you, Melik. I can't wait to start school here. Please call me Bunny. What should I call you?"
Melik was taken aback by the easy confidence of the gorgeous naked teen he was haltingly embracing. Bunny tightened his grip on Melik, encouraging him to reciprocate. The new student couldn't resist planting a kiss of greeting on the light brown skin of Melik's wide jaw. It was made more prominent by the thin neck that seemed unlikely to be able to support his head.
Melik had the sides and back of his head shaved but had four-inch twisted locks sprouting in a loose sphere around the top. He also had a three-inch-long van Dyk style chin puff beard growing from the point of his chin.
Bunny rubbed his nose in the surprisingly soft beard. "Well?"
Melik focused his big golden-brown eyes on the naked teen whose flanks he found himself rubbing. "What was the question?"
Bunny rubbed his nose on the freckled nose of the befuddled man. "I asked what I should call you."
"Oh. You can call me Mel. What should I call you?"
"You can call me Bunny. I think we went through this already," Bunny giggled.
"Oh, right. You can call me Mel," he repeated.
Bunny laughed softly and pecked Mel's soft, moderately-full lips. "I think we're going to be in love very soon."
"I love you too," Mel replied before placing his mouth over Tian's with the gentlest touch. They stood still for just a few seconds before Tian pulled away with a satisfied smile. He had beguiled yet another unsuspecting man.
As Bunny turned around, Drew noticed that he had become tumescent, his penis filling out to about eight inches and slightly firm. He was nowhere near a full erection.
The other men noticed too, but nobody could put words together to comment on what they had just witnessed. Principal Graaf walked into his office and refocused his attention.
The principal and his vice-principal sat in club chairs while Drew and Bunny sat and embraced each other on a love seat. Yu-Joon and Sam remained standing.
"Anyway," the principal redoubled his efforts to concentrate, "You say that you haven't worn clothing in weeks. Do you plan to attend the Upper School naked as well?"
"Yes, sir," Bunny answered without hesitation. "Do you think it will cause problems?"
"Well, I have to say that it's uncharted territory for us. Of course, we have no dress code or uniform. We believe that students should be encouraged to express themselves through what they wear. I suppose that would also extend to expressing themselves through what they choose not to wear," Graaf explained.
The vice-principal joined in. "We have had several cases where students have stripped as a prank during the last days of school, but we've not had any Natural Boys.
"We do strongly encourage all our boys to be nude for gym class. That applies to both the Lower and Upper schools. But, so far, all the boys have gotten dressed to go back to class," the vice-principal explained.
Drew laughed. "I'm glad to hear that about gym class. I had told Bunny on our drive down from Pennsylvania how I seemed to have inaugurated the boys' weight room as a place for naked exercise when I was a freshman in high school. I got almost half the class to join me."
Vice-principal Davis smiled at Drew's story. "You set a good example for your classmates and your son," he said.
Then, turning back to Bunny, "So, young man, I guess we need to congratulate you on being our first full-time Natural Boy. At the risk of being indelicate, may I ask if you think that erections will be a problem."
Both Tarnow men smiled, having jointly formulated their thoughts. Bunny opened his legs and Drew reached over to fondle his son's penis in front of the school administration. It took only a few strokes for Bunny to achieve a full ten-inch erection. Drew pulled his foreskin back to expose his son's corona fully.
The father and son sparkled at their intimate touch. The footman and security agent were used to it by now, but the principal and vice-principal couldn't reconcile what they were witnessing with the reality they knew.
Bunny stood and took three steps over to the chair where Mister Davis sat. "Thank you for your concern, sir, but erections aren't a problem for me. See? I think this is a pretty good one."
Robert Davis wrapped his hand around the throbbing penis to gauge its hardness and heft. Bunny put his hands behind his back and stood at ease to allow the man to handle his genitals as he pleased. Mister Davis ran his hand up and down the shaft a few times and circled his thumb around the crown, taking time to rub the sensitive frenulum under the crown. He was pleased to see a drop of Cowper's fluid burble up in Bunny's piss slit. "Yes, I agree. That is a very good erection. Jake, why don't you have a go," he suggested to his boss.
The principal clicked his tongue at the suggestion that he should masturbate a student, in front of the boy's father nonetheless. But when Bunny stepped over to the other side of his chair, intuiting that Doctor Graaf would use his left hand, the thirty-eight-year-old man seemed unable to stop himself from appreciating the fifteen-year-old's stunning erection.
The principal spent a mesmerized minute rubbing the magnificent tool. He didn't have much experience with intact penises, so he enjoyed moving Tian's foreskin up and down his shaft. His erection was too full to allow the foreskin to conceal his urethra completely.
Drew leaned forward in the loveseat. "My son has a beautiful penis, don't you think? And you should feel the skill with which he can use it to make your rectum sing. I trust you both will have that pleasure very soon."
As Drew spoke, Jacob Graff placed his lips on the tip of Bunny's penis to taste his precum. It was the best thing he had ever tasted. He went back for two more samples and then froze when Drew stopped talking. He did not remove his hand from the coveted cock.
"Well, yes, see, what I mean is that, but see. Well, I wonder if it might prove to be a classroom disruption were you to get an erection like this in class," Graaf stammered, continuing to masturbate Bunny.
"Well, principal Graaf," Bunny answered, "I really can control my erections pretty well. I had dad help me with this one because I knew we would have to address the elephant in the room at some point. Not to brag."
Everyone laughed, but Principal Graaf still couldn't bring himself to unhand Bunny's cock. He used his right hand to wipe droplets of perspiration from his white-blond brow.
Bunny continued. "I mean, I might have an erection from time to time. But, with eight hundred teenage boys in school here, there are probably fifty erections at any given second. So what if I get an erection? It's part of being a boy. It's actually a very nice part of being a boy. I think we should celebrate it more than fear it."
Principal Graaf took another hit of precum from Bunny's piss slit before finally forcing himself to release the monster back into the wild. "You're correct, of course, Bunny. And we try to teach our boys that their bodies are to be celebrated. I'm sure many of our boys will be only too happy to help celebrate your most excellent body. I suppose there are worse things than taking a few minutes of class time to admire the miracle that is a teenage boy's erection."
"Here, here," enthused Mister Davis. He patted Bunny's solid ass and then took his own sample of the still-leaking penis. "Bunny has the most beautiful body I've ever seen on a man of any age. I think that it would be a shame and a crime against nature ever to have to cover any part of it. Ever. Any of it. Never!"
Mister Davis seemed to have an opinion on the matter. To punctuate his declaration, he turned to Bunny's erection once again and pulled him by the hips so that the entire ten inches of teenage glory was encased in his throat.
Mister Davis had the long, thick penis lodged in his esophagus before he knew what was happening. He had never had anything so large in his gullet. Once he realized what he did, a look of terror crossed his face. When he realized that he hadn't injured himself or Bunny, the terror was replaced by pride. The pride was quickly supplanted by confusion: how long could he keep the worshipped cock fully encased within himself? If he allowed it to escape, could he get it back without gagging or otherwise humiliating himself.
Both Drew and Bunny recognized the kaleidoscope of emotions as they exchanged knowing looks with each other. Bunny took pity on the flustered man by grabbing his head and forcing him to allow Bunny to extract everything except the last two inches. Davis's tongue lapped for more precum with an eagerness that bordered on desperation – another emotion familiar to both Drew and Bunny when they had each other's cocks in their mouths.
Bunny waited several seconds, enjoying the rough tongue on his penis. He then rammed his entire length back down the man's throat, timing his intrusion to the millisecond between inhalations and swallows. The vice-principal was less surprised and more pleased to be the recipient of the treasured penis into his throat once again. Bunny made short stabs in and out to give his sucker time to get used to the sensation.
He then withdrew virtually all ten inches once again. This time Mister Davis sensed what was coming and looked with pleading eyes for yet another visit from his most-welcome guest. Bunny did not leave him waiting long.
By the time they repeated this process three more times, Robert Davis was familiar enough with the sensations in his throat to allow Bunny uninterrupted strokes. He began to use a combination of his tongue and suction to give Bunny increasing pleasure.
The vice-principal and his fifteen-year-old student remained locked on each other's eyes, communicating their wants and needs. Bunny was now convinced that Mister Davis should be rewarded with a visit to the garden sometime very soon, but not right now.
Bunny wordlessly received consent from his sucker to cum in his mouth. The cum would help prepare him for a visit to the Garden of Western Wind, as well as invigorate him and enhance his general health.
As he felt his orgasm building, Bunny briefly considered asking his dad to fuck him. The father and son had a telepathic conversation and agreed it would be too much of a distraction for this first meeting with his new principal and vice-principal. It might also prove to be overwhelming for the initiates.
Drew shared with Bunny his observation that Principal Graaf looked simultaneously transfixed, horrified, and jealous while watching the second-highest administrator in the school fellating an incoming sophomore.
Bunny allowed his orgasm to start. He decided to control his emissions so he wouldn't drown the vice-principal. His back arched and he moaned erotically as a load of his enriching ejaculate filled Mister Davis's mouth. After ten seconds, another load filled his mouth again. Then a third.
Bunny looked quickly to Principal Graaf, who sat watching agape. He decided that the principal also should receive a gift. After his third ejaculation, Bunny withdrew from Davis's mouth and placed the tip of his cock into the principal's mouth. He instinctively clamped his lips around it in time to receive his first taste of Bunny's liquid gold and the remnants of his vice-principal's saliva. They were both new taste sensations for him, and both very pleasing.
Bunny held onto Graaf's platinum blond head, careful not to muss his ever-so-carefully parted coiffure. Since the principal outranked the vice-principal, Bunny gave him four mouthfuls of his cum. The principal's face displayed increasing pleasure with each swallow.
Drew communicated with his son during Bunny's orgasm. After Principal Graaf got his fourth load, Bunny turned to his dad, who demonstrated his expert technique in deep-throating his son. The father and son glowed with the cosmic luminescence as Drew got five loads in his mouth and down his throat.
Yu-Joon sank to his knees, his own eight-and-one-half-inch erection pulsing with desire. Bunny offered his eighteen-year-old footman his penis with a whispered, "I love you." Yu-Joon swallowed his first load with reverence, showing his own sparkle of Tuer Shen's blessing.
Sam Hadid knelt next to Yu-Joon and waited for his turn with the patience and confidence of a man who knew that the fifteen-year-old son of his employer would never run out of love to share with him. He was thrice blessed before Bunny brought his orgasm to an end.
Yu-Joon remained on his knees, repeatedly cleaning and worshipping Bunny's cock as it deflated and discharged the last of its cum. The ever-prepared footman retrieved a wipe from the messenger bag and cleaned Bunny's genitals, restoring their appearance to their previous state.
Yu-Joon noticed the men in the room watching him lick, kiss, suck, and wipe Bunny's now-resting penis. His chest swelled with pride that he was chosen to assist Bunny in such a fashion, and that Bunny complimented him on his excellent technique. Yu-Joon wished that every student in the school – and every person who ever attended the school – were gathered to witness his ministrations to the revered young man.
Bunny sat down on the loveseat and kissed his father. They kissed with abandon, not hiding their dancing tongues, but neither man sprouted another erection. When they both sensed that the other men in the room were recovering their senses, they ended their kiss with a peck on the lips. Drew let his right hand fall on Bunny's left thigh and stroked it with pride.
"So, then," Mister Davis broke the silence, "We all agree that Bunny – as well as any other Natural Boy who so chooses – will be allowed to attend Hulstlander Upper School in his natural state, so long as he adheres to our code of conduct."
Principal Graaf was licking the remnants of Bunny's cum from his gums. He interrupted his revery to concur. "Yes, Bob. But let's not make a final pronouncement just yet. Give it a day or two for sober reflection. Perhaps a contravening argument will come to mind. Having said that, classroom discipline and decorum are in your bailiwick, so I will defer to your judgment on the matter unless presented with a compelling reason to do otherwise."
All heads nodded in agreement. The matter was put to rest.