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.

Life at Warren Hill

Chapter Eight

 

 

"Dad, I think it would be a blast to be on the stage crew. That theater is a trip! Did you see all those winches, lifts, skids, and everything else? Not to mention the lighting systems and sound systems. There are so many cool gadgets!" Bunny Tarnow was almost bouncing up and down from excitement as he and his dad Drew left the theater on their tour of the Hulstlander Academy Upper School campus.

Drew could not refute Principal Graaf's assertion that the theater was capable of hosting virtually any touring professional show out there. He wondered what kind of quality the school's own productions were. Bunny went on to recall how he was able to walk on the catwalks in the theater's fly tower to see how set pieces get hoisted and moved.

He didn't want to discourage his fifteen-year-old son from being active in school, but Bunny seemed to want to do almost everything: swimming, wrestling, rugby, crew, orchestra, choir, and, now, napping mentor, and stage crew. Both Drew and Bunny have had their minds expanded exponentially through the blessing of Tuer Shen, the Rabbit God, but even Bunny would have to attend class or – perhaps – study at some point, wouldn't he?

Vice-principal Davis smiled, his curly brown hair now completely unkempt and disheveled after Bunny accidentally closed a curtain on him. Drew could tell that the thirty-two-year-old rugby player-turned-vice-principal was smitten with Bunny. How could he be otherwise?

As Principal Graaf suggested they make their last stop in the gym complex, Mister Davis resumed walking next to Bunny with his right hand resting on the naked teen's right hip. Bunny looked up at him and smiled in acknowledgment of their instantaneously close relationship. Drew, who had shed his clothing in the photo studio, was walking naked alongside Yu-Joon, who was also naked save for his slippers. Yu-Joon was carrying Drew's clothing as well as the messenger bag with seemingly endless supplies for every situation and circumstance.

Drew wrapped an arm around his footman and kissed his cheek. The young Mister Bok beamed.

They walked back toward the library but took a left turn to go down a new corridor to the gym complex. It consisted of three buildings in a Y configuration: the main arena, a natatorium, and a fitness and recreation center.

The arena was surprisingly large since it was mostly dug into the hillside. When the fold-away bleachers were pushed back, as they were this day, it could host indoor soccer matches or five simultaneous basketball games.

The principal, vice-principal, Drew, Bunny, and Yu-Joon, their footman walked through the dimly-lit cavernous space.

"This gym opened four years ago," Principal Graaf explained. "After this opened, we tore down the old gym to build the new natatorium and fitness and recreation center.

"As I mentioned before, part of the Hulstlander way is to encourage our boys to develop physically as far as they are capable, just as we encourage their intellectual and social development. We like to be able to offer every possible avenue for the boys to find something physical they love to do, and which they can carry through their lives.

"As such, we open the facilities here – just like we do with the library – to our alumni and fathers."

The five men walked to the other end of the arena on an upper deck, then descended a wide staircase to the large round atrium joining the three buildings. They were flanked by escalators which were idled since there was no event taking place in the facilities.

Drew, Bunny, and Yu-Joon looked around the round five-story glass-domed space. It was about one hundred eighty feet in diameter and had ramps, balconies, staircases, escalators, and elevators connecting the three main buildings on all levels.

There were large potted trees and a four-story waterfall that appeared to split into little rivulets as it descended. It felt more like an arboretum than a lobby. The men approached a low platform in the center of the atrium that was filled with lush planters. It was surrounded by stone benches and bamboo cubbies.

Drew noticed that there was clothing hanging on hooks above some of the cubbies, and there were sneakers in some of them. He heard what he thought were voices chanting, "Go, go, go!"

He looked to the principal. "What is this," he asked.

Principal Graaf stood tall and looked proudly around the space. "This is probably my favorite place in the entire school. It's named Graaf Commons and Shower Garden in honor of my grandfather. It's the only building on either campus named in honor of a particular person. When we were planning for the rebuilding and new construction, the architects had designed all these dark, subterranean changing rooms and showers.

"I told them that I wanted a place where our boys could feel as if they were in nature. Then I suggested that we simply put the showers in this commons area. That way we could have one large shower area rather than the six separate ones they had planned.

"When our boys have gym class, they come here to disrobe and leave all their clothing and belongings, unless they need footwear for their activity. There are equipment rooms in each of the three buildings if they need other equipment or padding."

Bunny looked around and was very happy with the setup. "This is genius, Doctor Graaf. It's a beautiful space. I guess, since you said that gym classes are conducted in the nude, it doesn't matter that the kids are running around all three buildings as naked as I am. And dad. And mostly Yu-Joon."

Drew smiled at his son, agreeing that it was a beautiful space to run around naked.

"Go! Go! Go!" The men heard again.

"Who is that," Drew asked.

"I think that must be Maestro Ponce and his crew. Let's go investigate," Principal Graaf said, and he started to disrobe. Vice-principal Davis separated from Bunny and quickly stripped off his clothing, placing his shoes in a cubby, and hanging everything else on hooks above.

When he turned around, both Drew and Bunny were pleased and impressed with what they saw. The six-foot-two bruiser had apparently lost very little of his mass since leaving the rugby circuit. As the vice-principal stepped closer to Bunny, the youngster was able to see scars around his right knee and left hip. It didn't take superhuman intelligence to figure that those scars were a major reason for Robert Davis's change in career.

Drew didn't wait for explicit permission before reaching out and examining the vice-principal's leather cockring. He knew there would be no objection. The ring helped highlight a five-inch flaccid cock covered in a very spare amount of foreskin.

Mister Davis had a very closely-cropped patch of dark brown pubic hair above his penis, but Bunny soon confirmed with his fingers that the vice-principal's balls were smooth and hairless.

Yu-Joon hung the messenger bag, and Drew's clothing on hooks, and put his slippers in the cubby below.

Doctor Graaf was the last one naked. He stood with his arms out, inviting inspection from his visitors. His five-foot-ten-inch frame was hairless from the neck down. He surprised the three visitors by his appearance. When clothed, he looked like a thin but fit man. When naked, he was cut, though not thickly muscled. His narrow hips revealed a pronounced Adonis belt.

With his short straight platinum blond hair, he looked like a Marine while naked, even though he looked more like a nerd while clothed.

Bunny and Drew shared their amusement and attraction to his outie belly button. It was small, but it was made to look bigger sitting on his flat stomach.

Yu-Joon smiled at both Tarnow men. Did he somehow know what they were thinking?

Another striking difference between the clothed Principal Graaf and the naked one was that the clothed one didn't appear to have anything particularly notable between his legs. The naked one had an eight-inch flaccid cock hanging in front of average-sized balls. The cock was proportionately thick to its length, making one wonder how it could have escaped Bunny's keen gaze.

Drew smiled at the handsome and suddenly-intimidating-looking man and extended his hand in invitation to hold each other. Doctor Graaf accepted without words. Drew then opened his other arm to welcome Yu-Joon to his side.

The principal led his threesome onto the flagstone path into the shower garden, with Bunny and Vice-principal Davis following. The "garden" part of the shower garden was a mixture of tropical beds and raised planters filled with leafy green plants and exotic flowering orchids – some looking very erotic in nature.

The scent from the plants and flowers instantly put one in a state of relaxed calm, aided by the filtered natural light and the sound of the falling water. The three linked men walked past more than a dozen "showers" in search of the voices they heard before. Drew was fascinated how the waterfall that began four stories up was divided over and over until it became thirty-six small cascades that had their downward force stopped by small rock basins that, in turn, overflowed to provide the "shower" for a bather. The gentle waterfall of each shower could accommodate two or three boys if they rotated under the water.

A few of the basins discharged their water down chutes and into shallow stone tubs that looked to be about seven feet long with irregular widths. They appeared to be only a few inches deep.

There were small grottos under the shower basins where shampoos, body washes, brushes, and loofas were stored. Drew wondered how cool the water would be by the time it ran onto the skin of a student. He released Yu-Joon and Jacob Graaf to put his hand under a shower. It was quite warm, but not hot.

"Shall I tell you a secret," the principal inquired.

"Please," replied Drew.

"There are heaters in each of the "catch-and-release" basins to ensure the water is one-hundred three degrees Fahrenheit as it pours over the edge."

"How very clever of you," Drew said as he splashed a bit of water in Jacob's face.

Before Principal Graaf could respond to the unprovoked aquatic attack, they heard a grunting sound. It appeared to be coming from the other side of the planter by which they were standing.

All five men walked around to find Maestro Josue Ponce splayed out in one of the shallow stone tubs, his six students each attending to an arm, leg, his torso, and head. Maestro Ponce purred with his eyes closed as he lay in two inches of water with the students using their bare hands to wash and slowly massage him.

Drew was struck for the second time today by how sexy trimmed body hair can be on a man. And this man was sexy to be sure. His enjoyment of his helpers' ministrations was manifested by his throbbing erection bobbing on his belly.

Drew was correct that the six-foot-three musician and cricketer had some jewelry, but there was more than he realized. There were eleven gold barbells forming a Jacob's ladder of piercings up the underside of Maestro's thirteen-inch penis. It culminated in a heavy gauge Prince Albert curved barbell at his urethra. There were also three small gold rings in a line down the center of his scrotum.

Bunny telegraphed to his father the yearning itch in his anus to feel those gold bumps tickle him on their way in and out of his rectum. Father and son were erect in only a few seconds. Drew decided that he should like the pierced probe inside him too.

Principal Graaf approached the group with his own ten-inch erection pointing the way as the boys smiled at him without interrupting their frottage.

"Maestro," the principal said in a low soothing voice, "I thought you were going to wash the boys, not the other way around."

The conductor smiled without opening his eyes or showing any sign that he was startled or disturbed by his boss's presence. "I have done so, Doctor Graaf, but they insisted on returning the favor. It would have been rude to have turned them down, do you not think so?

"Besides, they are doing a wonderful job. I feel very good, as you can probably tell by the hardness of my penis. They seem to be unsure of what to do with it because of my piercings."

Maestro Ponce began purring again. The two boys attending his arms silently agreed that it was time to stretch them over his head. They languorously massaged from his fingertips down to his tightly-trimmed underarms. He seemed especially happy to have them there, so they both remained, working their thumbs through his sexy black underarm hair.

Maestro went from purring to moaning. A conductor's arms and shoulders can't get too much attention.

Bunny, Drew, Yu-Joon, Vice-principal Davis, and Principal Graaf all stood and watched with dripping erections as the conductor was brought increasing pleasure by his students. The young man attending his head was using his fingertips to massage Maestro's neck and scalp. The one on his torso was circling his very large areolas. His left nub seemed to stand up more than his right. Bunny and Drew decided that was adorable.

After several more minutes of quiet, intimate touching, the maestro opened his eyes and spoke hoarsely in his heavy accent, "I think it has come time for you boys to fuck me. Who is going to be first?"

The boy at Ponce's head took charge, pointing to the other boys in order. It appeared that the boy rubbing Josue's nipples was going first.

The four boys on the conductor's limbs exchanged looks and lifted their charge just enough to slide him to the bottom end of the stone basin. The two at his legs now had to support the full weight of Maestro's legs since they were over the edge of the tub. They folded their teacher's legs up and out to expose his hairless anus. It seemed that was the one place Maestro Otero Ponce decided he liked smooth.

The boy at the head sat on his heels in the basin with his knees together and worked his way down as the boys on the conductor's arms lifted his upper body so it could rest on the boy's thighs. Maestro Ponce looked very comfortable. Drew wondered if the boys had done this before.

Vice-principal Davis stepped away from the group and went to a supply grotto under one of the showers. He returned with a bottle of lube. He offered it to Yu-Joon with a slight shrug, remembering that the young footman was expert at preparing Drew and Bunny for their lovemaking in the photo studio.

Yu-Joon giggled quietly and accepted the invitation after an encouraging glance from Drew. The footman approached the conductor first as the boys supporting his legs pulled them slightly further up. Yu-Joon got the boys' attention to indicate that he was demonstrating his practiced technique for them. This is a school, after all.

All the boys watched as best they could from their respective vantage points. Maestro Ponce himself had closed his eyes again and looked relaxed – passive, actually. It seemed he was rather uninterested in who was going to do what to his body.

Yu-Joon circled the maestro's anus several times, adding more lube as he went. On the fourth trip around, the anus relaxed open and remained that way. The tall Argentinian conductor was completely trusting in allowing Yu-Joon and his students access to his rectum in any way they desired.

A contented sigh escaped Maestro Ponce as Yu-Joon's index finger slid easily into the welcoming hole. The head boy stroked the maestro's scruffy beard with his thumbs.

Yu-Joon quickly added more lube and a second finger, again demonstrating his technique to the students. Maestro Ponce exhaled a deep moan as Mister Bok made initial contact with his prostate, but his anus remained completely relaxed and welcoming.

The third finger barely registered more than the initial two as Yu-Joon gently stretched and twisted inside the rectum, preparing it for its first visitor.

Yu-Joon turned to the boy who was designated as the first fucker. He was short and looked like he was probably thirteen-years-old. His thin but fit frame showed off his black hairless skin to good advantage. His penis stood straight up about five inches, drizzling precum. Yu-Joon knew that Maestro would be able to handle the penis without more lube, but he stuck to the program for the sake of education and stroked the young penis with a lube-coated palm. He was careful not to squeeze the penis because he sensed that the young man might have gotten overstimulated and cum too soon.

The footman turned the young man so all could see his slick penis, then held it at the base and helped the young fucker line up with the open anus of the conductor.

Once the boy had the head of his penis inside Maestro Ponce's anus, it snapped shut like a praying mantis mandible and pulled the other four inches into himself. Maestro's face gave only the faintest of clues that he was doing it on purpose.

The boys holding his surprisingly massive thighs were as surprised as the boy doing the fucking. Drew and Bunny shared their thoughts about how well-developed Maestro's rectum must be. Perhaps almost as much as Drew and Bunny's.

It took several seconds for the young man whose penis was eaten by the talented anus to regain his presence of mind enough to start slam fucking his conductor. Maestro Ponce's face broke into a broad smile. Drew thought he was trying to stifle a laugh at having overwhelmed the neophyte fucker. But neither fucker nor fuckee was complaining.

The young man seemed unsure where to put his hands as the speed of his stroking verged on hypersonic. They ended up on Maestro's knees. In only a few more seconds, he shrieked and froze as he began to pump his ejaculate into his teacher. Maestro Ponce was apparently still working his rectum because the young man's orgasm was getting more and more intense.

Drew and Bunny stepped forward as they saw the young man's knees begin to give out. They caught him as he passed out, squirting two more dollops of thin cum on himself.

The conductor opened his arms to indicate that he wanted the boy brought to him. Drew and Bunny obliged, laying him first on his side, and then maneuvering him so that he was almost in a fetal position on top of the tall Argentinian, the boy's knees straddling his waist.

Maestro Ponce asked, "Who is next," as he caressed the unconscious boy atop him. He nuzzled the boy with his scruffy beard, then kissed him with what appeared to be complete love and gentle affection.

Meanwhile, Yu-Joon was preparing the next boy. It became clear that the boy in charge had chosen the maestro's fuckers in ascending order of penis size. The second penis was a little over six inches long and rather thick.

As the footman lubricated it, he pulled the tight foreskin back, nestling it behind the corona, eliciting a grunt from the smiling boy. His pale skin was flushed with excitement. Yu-Joon returned his smile.

Maestro had whispered something to the boy caressing his left arm. The boy looked down then back to Maestro. Then he moved down and gingerly pulled Maestro's thirteen-inch penis from under the unconscious boy and rested it in the young man's ass.

The attendant was careful not to touch any of the conductor's piercings, even though he was told it would be fine. The sight of the glistening piercings in the penis as it throbbed and drizzled Cowper's fluid into the young black man's crevice was almost enough to set Drew off, but he controlled himself.

The curled up boy shuddered and groaned as an aftershock went through him. Maestro Ponce caressed his back and cooed into his ear. Another spasm moved through the spent boy.

Yu-Joon grabbed the penis of the next fucker and helped him aim at the now-open anus which was glistening with the load of cum left by the first student.

Even though he knew what was coming, the second boy was just as shocked by the sensation of the maestro's anus chewing on his penis and swallowing it as the first, now-unconscious, boy.

This fucker, who appeared to be about sixteen and stood at five-foot-ten, recovered and set up a steady rhythm in Maestro Ponce's ass. He seemed delighted to watch his penis disappear and reappear inside the sexy, sultry conductor.

The new fucker rested his left hand on the ass of the sleeping boy whom Ponce was comforting. He used the index finger of his right hand begin tapping on the maestro's piercings, starting with the three rings in his scrotum

Maestro Ponce spread his knees even more to encourage the behavior. Both men were having a grand time. As the boy tapped and flicked the barbells in Ponce's penis, it throbbed, and pulsed increasing amounts of precum that ran down the sleeping boy's crack, making for a slick place for the subtle undulations Ponce began to deliver.

The fucker proceeded to walk his fingers up and down the eleven barbells in Ponce's cock, both men now softly grunting. Each time the boy's fingers reached the Prince Albert piercing, he tapped and moved it in a small circle, eliciting more moans from the stimulated conductor.

After about a dozen trips up and down the long penis, the observers could see Maestro's scrotum begin to tighten, indicating that he was approaching orgasm.

As Maestro's moans got more intense, the fucker removed his hands and pulled out of Ponce's ass, leaving both of them on edge and panting. The boy grabbed his own penis and gave it two strokes, then began to fire cum on Ponce's genitals and anus, as well as on the ass of the sleeping boy still cuddling the conductor.

Six shots of teenage cum ran down the men as the boy stepped around to Maestro's side.

"We've decided that you shouldn't cum today, at least until we are all done welcoming you. Is that acceptable to you, Maestro?"

Ponce concentrated on bringing himself back from the brink of orgasm, but he continued to rub his penis up and down the sleeping boy's ass crack. "Whether I cum or not will be completely up to all of you. This afternoon I am yours to do with as you wish.

"Like all of you, I always want to cum, but I want more to sublimate my desires to yours. Many times I take great pleasure in being submissive. This is one of those times. I promise that I will not touch myself today. I will stay hard all night tonight, knowing that I've given you the pleasure of denying me release. Thank you for that gift."

The five still-conscious boys looked at each other, attempting to comprehend what pleasure there could be in not cumming. Principal Graaf approached with his ten-inch erection standing almost vertical against his concave stomach. "Some of you boys have been introduced to the ideas of dominance and submission in health class, but it is a complex concept to understand.

"Maestro Otero Ponce has told you that he desires to be submissive to you boys today. That is not the same as being powerless. You saw how Maestro let Miguel do whatever he wanted until the point of losing consciousness. And you also saw how Zachary expertly played with Maestro's penis while he fucked him, bringing him to the edge of orgasm. Did you hear Maestro giving direction or asking for either boy to do something other than what they desired?"

All the boys shook their heads.

"That is the power of submissiveness," Graaf continued. Look at Maestro's beautiful and powerful body. Look how strong he is. Look at the size of his penis. See how intimidating he could be if he wanted? But he has essentially told you boys that he is giving all of his beauty, masculinity, and power to you as his gift. It is as if he were a Bugatti sports car: he has all the strength and agility, but he is allowing you boys to drive him however and wherever you want. That kind of submission is very powerful."

The boys were silent for a long while as they considered what the principal explained.

The quiet moment was interrupted as Miguel came back to the land of the living. It took him a moment to realize he was cuddled up with the man he had fucked. He smiled, kissed Maestro's cheek, and then sighed back down, burying his face in the crook of Maestro's neck, his medium-length afro tickling the conductor's face. "I like it here."

Maestro smiled and stroked the boy. "Then here is where you shall stay, my sweet one."

"Is that your penis in my ass? Are you going to fuck me?"

"No, my sweet one, I am not going to fuck you, but four more of you are going to fuck me."

"I like the way your penis feels in my crack, but I don't think I'm ready to be fucked yet. My daddy says that he is going to fuck me soon, but he still just uses his fingers in my anus. My brother does too. He's getting to be almost as good as my dad when he plays inside my ass. They both make me feel wonderful, but I've never felt as wonderful as when I fucked you," Miguel explained.

The third boy in line to fuck the conductor was being prepared by Yu-Joon as the conductor spoke softly to Miguel. "Was this the first time you penetrated another man?"

"No, sir. I've done both my dad and brother many times, but it's never felt quite as good as you," Miguel explained.

"Thank you, my sweet one. I hope it will be as good for you each time we are together.

Miguel lifted his head. "But I wasn't very good,was I? Will you let me try again?"

Maestro Ponce kissed Miguel's cheek. "Of course, you and I will be together many times. Why do you say that you were no good? I thought you were fabuloso, and I look forward to going again and again."

"But, Maestro, I came so fast. I should have lasted longer," the boy whined.

More kisses were showered on the smooth black skin of the insecure boy. "That had nothing to do with being good; that was just lack of experience. Do you know how to cure that?"

Miguel giggled into Maestro's neck. "By doing it again?"

"And again, and again, and again," confirmed Ponce. "But first Yuuto is going to fuck me. Give me a moment to concentrate on making him feel nice."

Yu-Joon once again helped the student reach his target with his almost seven-inch thin spear. The half Japanese, half French boy was rendered temporarily catatonic by the magical anus nibbling on his penis.

Yuuto went into autopilot mode, but he completely removed his cock from Maestro's ass with every stroke. The lithe young man did not have substantial muscle mass, but he had a cute round ass that made lovely dimples every time he flexed to re-enter Maestro's ass.

The maestro kept his anus open and relaxed so that Yuuto wouldn't have to struggle to re-enter, but, once he had the tip back inside, Maestro Ponce worked his talented muscles to squeeze the invading prod.

It took a lot of effort on Ponce's part, but he did not let it show. He also hid how much pleasure he was deriving from Yuuto's efforts.

Miguel giggled into Ponce's neck. "Your dick is tickling my ass."

"Do you want me to stop, sweet one?"

"Never!"

Just when the conductor felt he was on top of all his duties, Yuuto decided to lean forward and tickle the penile piercings with his tongue.

Even the flexible teen couldn't quite reach the base of the long cock, but he worked the top half and dug his tongue next to the jewelry coming out of Maestro's piss slit to get the freshest, sweetest nectar.

Maestro used all his concentration to keep from reaching orgasm. He reminded himself that he was there for his students' pleasure, not his own. If it gave Yuuto pleasure to lick his penis, he would be permitted to do so without the complication of the penis ejaculating.

Just when Maestro thought he might be fighting a losing battle against having an orgasm, Yuuto stopped licking his penis. Miguel began to giggle again, then to moan. Yuuto decided to tongue his young friend's ass for a few minutes. Ponce was thankful for the opportunity to step back from the precipice.

Miguel began to squirm on top of Maestro Josue and picked up his head to smile at the maestro. He slid up the conductor's body to give Yuuto easier access to his anus. As he did so, he supported the weight of his upper body on Ponce's chest and began to rub it. Soon he began to play with the conductor's nipples, as he had been doing before he fucked Maestro, greatly enjoying watching them perk up, and not realizing how much of a trigger that is for Maestro Ponce.

Another heroic effort was being put forth to resist cumming. Miguel was having a grand time and was sliming Ponce's trimmed hairy belly with his precum. Yuuto was expertly pleasuring himself by pleasuring two asses simultaneously.

Josue saw the signs of approaching orgasm wash across Miguel's face. Suddenly the thirteen-year-old launched himself at the maestro's face and buried his cock in the Argentinian's mouth. The youngster had decided to forego the pleasure his schoolmate was giving his ass for the greater pleasure he was sure his teacher could give his cock.

To Yuuto's great credit, he didn't miss a stroke as he fellated Ponce and then performed analingus on Miguel. His speed was accelerating. The third cumload was soon to be deposited in the conductor. The skill of Josue's ass working Yuuto was matched by the skill of his mouth on Miguel's five-inch lightning rod.

Both boys were panting now. Yuuto was too caught up in his own pleasure to worry about the conductor's thirteen-inch baton, which was liberally drooling a steady stream of precum. Another fifteen seconds brought a high-pitched shriek from Miguel, followed by an extended howl from Yuuto as he slammed several half strokes into Maestro Ponce, then held still to ride out his orgasm.

Yuuto slowly withdrew from the best cock gob he had ever encountered. He returned to his duty station at the conductor's right arm and gently stroked it even as Mastro Ponce was using it to stroke Miguel's ass.

Yuuto decided he needed a kiss, not registering that it might be difficult to kiss the conductor while Miguel's cock was still in his mouth. Still, it was worth a try.

Josue turned his face slightly toward Yuuto and opened his mouth. Yuuto and Josue began a slow game of hot potato, passing Miguel's spent cock back and forth.

Miguel entered into another giggling fit and draped his arms on the shoulders of the boy who was the apparent leader of the six helpers, and on whose lap Josue's head and shoulders were resting.

"Thanks for bringing me along today, Rico. You're my favorite brother in the whole world," the twice-satisfied youngster proclaimed.

Drew and Bunny registered only then how similar the two boys looked, if one discounted the six-inch and fifty-pound difference between the two.

Rico laughed. "I'm your only brother, Mico, so I hope I'm your favorite. I know that you are mine. I love you forever and ever."

The two brothers kissed with a depth of passion that belied their relative youth. They were so into the kiss that they didn't notice that Yuuto and Josue were now kissing each other and had abandoned Miguel's penis.

The group in the shower garden heard a round of applause echoing through the vast commons. They looked up to see about fifteen naked men standing on one of the balconies crisscrossing the area. They were about twenty feet above the action.

Principal Graaf looked up and waved. "Hello, gentlemen! I didn't realize that it's time for basketball already. Some of our boys in the band and orchestra were helping Maestro Ponce move instruments today. He's going to treat them to dinner right after they all get a chance to fuck him. I think he's going to fit right in here at Hulstlander."

Graaf turned to Drew and Bunny, but addressed all the group. "We have various informal leagues open to alumni and family members that play here a few times per week. These men are in our basketball league. We also have tennis, handball, volleyball, swimming, weight training, track, and many others."

Graaf looked up again. "Enjoy your games, men. You are welcome to stay and watch if you'd rather. Oh, Mister Barbosa, your sons are down here."

Miguel and Rico broke their kiss and looked up to the crowd on the balcony. They spotted their father and waved enthusiastically.

Miguel spotted Mister Barbosa first. "Dad, I fucked Maestro so hard that I passed out. He said that he's not going to touch himself or cum all night because Zachary told him not to. Do you think that's possible, dad? Look at how much appetizer he's making."

A hearty laugh reverberated in the commons. "It is possible, Mico, for men with discipline and skill. Would you mind removing your penis from his face so I may thank him for being so nice to you?"

Miguel dismounted from Maestro Ponce and stood on the floor under his own power for the first time since he had a shattering orgasm inside Maestro's ass.

The conductor waved with both hands, then allowed two boys to hold his arms straight out so the crowd above could get an unobstructed view. "Your son Miguel had me working very hard not to cum when he fucked me. I am still looking forward to having Rico inside me. I think you are doing a good job of raising two wonderful young men."

"Thank you, Maestro," the senior Barbosa replied. "Are you really not going to cum all night because they asked it of you?"

"Yes, of course," Maestro answered. "I told them that my body is at their disposal for their pleasure since they did such great work today. They have decided that it will not enhance their pleasure for me to have an orgasm, so I won't. It's as simple as that."

"I see," Mister Barbosa said. "You are a very good teacher, Maestro Ponce. But, all night without an orgasm?"

"If that's what they want."

"Are they staying with you all night?"

"Hmm," the conductor replied. "We haven't made any plans for that."

"Well, I think they should stay with you. What if they change their mind? It would be a shame to have an orgasm and nobody to share it with," reasoned Mister Barbosa. "Besides, they are coming back to help you again tomorrow, so it's more efficient for them to sleep with you tonight. Unless you think you might get tired of having them around."

Ponce laughed heartily, causing his still rock-hard penis to bounce on his belly. "I don't think I will tire of these boys for a very long time. Besides, I think my husbands Antonio, Mateo, and Ernesto would enjoy having them for the night and vice versa."

"There, it's settled," proclaimed Mister Barbosa. "I'll see you boys tomorrow. I love you both. Make sure you are good houseguests and sex partners for your fine conductor and his husbands. Even if Maestro doesn't cum tonight, is husbands are not under the same obligation."

"Yes, Dad," both Barbosa brothers said in unison. Miguel continued, "But, Dad, what about you?"

"Oh, I don't think Maestro Ponce wants me sleeping over with him," Mister Barbosa laughed.

"No, dad! I mean, will you have to have an orgasm by yourself tonight if we're not there?"

"No, sweetie, I will find a man to have sex with, don't worry. Perhaps someone here on the balcony will volunteer."

Several hands shot up as soon as Mister Barbosa finished speaking, provoking laughter all around.

"There you have it, my love. I will be fine. You boys enjoy your sleepover," Mister Barbosa chuckled.

Principal Graaf smiled and addressed the boys, "I will call the other fathers when I get back to my office so they know it's a school-sanctioned sleepover."

With that decided, many of the men on the balcony headed toward the gymnasium to start their games. Five men decided to stay behind to watch the ruggedly-handsome conductor get fucked by more of his students.

The two boys holding the conductor's legs would be next up. Bunny telepathed to his dad that they should volunteer to take over those duties to free the boys to enjoy their fucking.

Bunny took the right gam, hugging the meaty thigh to his torso and stroking it. Drew mirrored his actions. They exchanged nods with the conductor.

Fagan McClure and Doug Blackstone relinquished their duties. Doug stepped over to Principal Graaf to enjoy the show.

Fagan moved next to Yu-Joon with an anxious smile overspreading his face which was partially covered by his wet straight black hair. The footman stroked lube onto the fifteen-year-old's semihard penis. With just a few strokes, Fagan was sporting a laser-straight seven-inch rod of moderate girth.

Fagan turned to Yu-Joon and kissed him on the cheek. This was a romantic boy. Then he stuck out his hips, gesturing to the footman to help him aim at Maestro's anus.

Before he brought his penis to the open and wet ring, he asked, "Maestro, may I please?"

Ponce smiled sexily at the teen. "I want you to very much."

It took only milliseconds for Fagan to make contact. Bunny and Drew could see Fagan's penis being sucked into the Maestro's rectum, eliciting a long and low moan.

One couldn't be sure who was fucking whom. Both guys sighed and smiled, then simultaneously clasped their fingers above their heads, desiring for their only connection to be the teen's penis and the conductor's rectum. For Maestro Ponce, that meant that his hands were now clutching Rico's nine-inch cock.

Rico leaned back to allow the conductor to wave his baton as he desired.

Fagan set up a slow rhythm, wanting to experience every inch of his conductor's rectum. He also hoped that he was pleasing the conductor, with whom he was smitten. He was rewarded with the skilled muscle control of the practiced maestro. He closed his eyes to heighten his awareness of his stimulation.

Bunny motioned to Yu-Joon, who coated the fingers of his right hand with lube. Bunny reached around and traced a finger down Fagan's crack. He gasped in surprise at the new sensation, then smiled broadly.

Yu-Joon reloaded Bunny's fingers a few times until Bunny decided it was time to enter young Mister McClure digitally. Fagan relaxed his anus, inviting Bunny to add his second and third fingers in just a few strokes. Both teens were enjoying themselves, but Fagan also made sure to slightly vary his approach as he maintained a relaxed fucking of his conductor, wanting the new teacher to derive an equal amount of pleasure as the student.

Drew watched the thirteen-inch pierced penis return to producing copious amounts of precum. He didn't want to cause Maestro Ponce more grief in suppressing an orgasm, but he couldn't resist tasting the precious fluid.

He leaned over, his long hair draping on the wet flat stomach, and wrapped his lips around the tip. He felt a breeze move through the garden, and shot a look to Bunny, who nodded in silent recognition that the Argentinian was part of their "club."

Drew opened his throat and slowly swallowed the long penis, enjoying the massage his esophagus got from the beads at the ends of the eleven barbells through the underside of the throbbing penis.

Bunny, Drew, and Josue entered the Garden of the Western Wind and greeted Tuer Shen, who imparted to the father and son that Josue has been his guest thousands of times since his thirteenth birthday, some nineteen years ago.

Both Tuer Shen and Josue assured Drew that his deep-throating would not cause the Argentinian an unmanageable burden in suppressing his orgasm. Tuer Shen let them know that he would provide whatever strength would be needed to ensure the six students had the best afternoon of their young lives fucking their conductor.

To prove his point, all three suddenly felt the ineffable pleasure that Fagan was feeling as he continued fucking. They also felt the pleasure Bunny was giving through his prostate massage. It allowed Josue to customize his rectal massage to heighten the teen's pleasure even more. Bunny made sure he didn't overstimulate the gland, not wanting to foreshorten Fagan's time in ecstasy.

Both Drew and Bunny joined in Josue's resolve to edge for the sake of the boys, adding their strength to his. The three men opened their hearts and minds to each other and fell in love. As Josue shared his thoughts, they also fell in love with Antonio, Mateo, and Ernesto, his three husbands who came with him from Argentina.

Tuer Shen shared his gratitude to Josue for helping to train a new generation of men to share their love with each other, and he promised that they would all be rewarded soon enough.

They returned from Tuer Shen's Garden back to Hulstlander's shower garden. The other boys were watching in wonder at Drew's skill in deep-throating the enormous bedazzled cock.

Josue was breathing deeply and steadily to control his orgasm. It caused his body to move in a wave from his neck down through to his pelvis. He timed his respiration to synchronize with Fagan's rhythm.

Drew pulled off, wanting to watch the beautiful sight before him.

Fagan could feel his ecstasy intensifying. He removed his hands from his head and outstretched his arms as he arched back, offering his own body as a sacrifice to his impending orgasm.

Bunny adjusted his angle to allow the other fifteen-year-old to fuck himself on his fingers as his accelerating backstrokes brought pleasure from both ends.

Principal Graaf, who was about the same height as the boy, walked behind Fagan and began to play with his tits. As he did so, his ten-inch penis rubbed against the back of Bunny's hand, which they both enjoyed.

"Maestro!" The teen wailed.

"Yes, my love?"

"Thank you, Maestro! Thank you," Fagan shouted. "Thank you, Bunny. Thank you, Doctor Graaf! I love you all!" Young Mister McClure was swooning as the gates of paradise opened.

Bunny redoubled his stimulation of Fagan's prostate, and Jacob Graaf pinched and twisted his nipples. They could not see how Josue was working his rectal muscles on the spasming cock.

Young Fagan's orgasm lasted for a full minute before he began to pant his way back to reality. Principal Graaf and Bunny unhanded his tits and ass as Fagan withdrew from Josue's rectum.

The conductor allowed his anus to relax and fall open in a perfect circle to show Fagan what he left behind.

"I've never seen anything so beautiful, Maestro," Fagan panted. The teen couldn't resist the urge to kiss the ring and tongue out some of the three loads that had been deposited therein.

Josue had to increase his concentration to suppress an orgasm at the marvelous sensations Fagan was giving his ass. Everyone quickly realized that the teen was deliberately pleasuring the conductor as a parting gift for being such a great fuck partner. His tongue was apparently very talented.

When he was done thanking Maestro Ponce, Fagan turned around to kiss Principal Graaf, who was only too happy to taste the conductor's ass – as well as three flavors of cum – on the teen's lips.

Bunny was next in line for a little osculation. There was no disappointment in getting sloppy seconds of the sloppy thirds. The two boys kissed for a long time, each discovering a new-found friendship.

Drew looked up to see the five men on the balcony, smiling in approval.

There was little time to savor the just-completed fucking. Doug Blackstone, a six-foot-tall flutist with an ironically pale complexion, stepped next to Yu-Joon with a sly smile. Yu-Joon laughed at the expression of the teen two years his junior.

As Yu-Joon began ministering to the seven-inch, quite thick penis, Doug called over to Rico, "Dude, you wanna throw in together?"

The two looked to Maestro. "It's not up to me," the conductor reminded them. "You are to use me in whatever manner you wish."

Fagan looked hesitant. "But, Maestro, have you done that before?"

"Does it matter? I put no conditions on you at the outset. I put none on you now," Maestro Ponce reminded them. He did not tell them that he had been double penetrated hundreds of times and was hoping that it would happen at least once this afternoon. He shared those thoughts with Bunny and Drew, the ability to do so surprising all three of them.

Rico bent down and kissed Josue. The older Barbosa brother had somewhat fuller lips on his round face than his thirteen-year-old brother. He also had the beginnings of a sparse mustache, which Maestro found precious.

Rico's broad tongue began to fill Ponce's mouth, much to both men's pleasure. The youngster was reasonably talented with his tongue, but Maestro they would have to engage in several prolonged kissing sessions to help develop Rico's skill. It would be a gruesome sacrifice.

The kiss was somewhat awkward because of Rico being upside down in Maestro's mouth.

The teen withdrew after a few moments and took time to admire the magnificent body that was being offered for his pleasure.

Vice-principal Davis volunteered his six-foot-two rugby-trained body to take Rico's place supporting Maestro's upper body. His eight-and-one-half-inch drooling fireplug was betraying his excitement.

Josue couldn't deny that the vice-principal's thickly-muscled thighs made for a comfortable resting spot, nor that Davis's tender caresses across his face were relaxing and stimulating at the same time.

Drew and Bunny decided to change positions slightly: they both faced Josue Ponce and Robert Davis, Drew with Ponce's left knee over his left shoulder, and Bunny with his right knee over his right shoulder. That way, there was more room in between Ponce's thighs for two men to cross swords. It also lifted the conductor's still-relaxed anus a little higher.

Doug Blackstone, having been freshly slicked by Yu-Joon, stood between Josue's thighs and allowed Yu-Joon to help him enter the waiting and eager anus. Rico crawled up on the edge of the stone tub since he was a few inches shorter and pointed his ten-inch cock straight down until the tip touched the sacred ring occupied by his friend.

The two teens complemented each other: Doug Blackstone was as white as could be, while Rico Barbosa had rick black skin thanks to his Afro-Brazilian heritage, removed by his family's two generations in South Carolina. Bunny laughed to himself, thinking that their penises looked like an odd set of salt and pepper shakers.

Rico looked up to see that Maestro Ponce had his eyes closed once again, completely trusting the two teens to do as they wished. He had not clamped down on the single penis inside him. He relaxed his anus even more to invite the companion visitor.

The astonishment at Ponce's control and complete submissiveness had not diminished.

Rico slid the tip of his dick along the top of his friend's a few times, and then pushed into Ponce's anus with almost no resistance. That did not last long. As soon as both penises were inside him, Ponce went to work to massage the pair of them as they set up opposing rhythms inside him. The conductor's face gave no hint as to the amount of work he was doing unseen.

The other boys watched in fascination at, presumably, their first double penetration. Miguel looked slightly jealous of Doug Blackstone. He wanted to have his penis rubbing alongside his brother's. Perhaps their dad would let them share his ass like that?

But Miguel was also once again drawn toward Josue Otero Ponce. He had already cum in his ass and mouth, but he wanted to spend more time in contact with the musical gaucho.

Miguel kissed the Argentinian conductor's face even as Vice-principal Davis was caressing it. Then the youngster mounted the stone tub. He had to slide underneath his brother's upper body. The brothers shared a quick kiss before Miguel lay down in a sixty-nine position. Josue gladly accepted the offered penis back into his mouth, even as he wondered what it was Miguel was planning to do with his thirteen-inch thumper.

Miguel thrust in and out of the conductor's mouth with a gentle rhythm, conscious of his tendency to go off too soon. He was not as reticent with his mouth. He sucked hard on the tip as he played with Josue's Prince Albert piercing. He began to descend down the eleven barbells, expertly tonguing each one until his lips hit the rocks at the bottom of the penis.

Miguel was fascinated by the feeling of the jewelry tickling his throat. He swallowed a few times to give his lover some nice stimulation but did not linger before slowly rising back off of the penis until he was kissing the tip once again.

A few flicks of the tongue for good measure preceded his return to deep-throating his new favorite penis. Both Drew and Bunny were impressed with the thirteen-year-old's skill even though they couldn't quite see what he was doing. Josue allowed them to share in his feelings unbeknownst to the others in the shower garden.

The others had no idea why the father and son were apparently so close to the edge of their own orgasms and were fighting them off with everything they had in solidarity with their new friend. They shared their pleasure as well as their resolve to make this as good as possible for the boys.

Yu-Joon, once again, intuited what his employers would want, and stood with lube at the ready. Drew put out his left hand and had his fingers slicked. He teased Doug's hole with two fingers right away, sensing that he was experienced enough not to need coddling.

Yu-Joon resupplied Drew, who then went back into Doug's anus with three fingers and began exploring how to best pleasure the sixteen-year-old's innards.

Bunny's right hand was similarly prepared. He wrapped his arm around Josue's thick thigh and in front of Doug so he could reach Rico's ass. Since the seventeen-year-old was on his hands and knees straddling the conductor, his ass was open for business.

While Miguel's deep black skin was hairless because of his age, Rico's body was hairless by choice. Bunny relished the smooth black muscular ass and the lighter brown starfish winking open and closed before him.

Bunny looked at Doug, who smiled and nodded, acknowledging his own love of Doug's anus. Bunny sensed that, while Doug was a smartass – much like himself – he was also deeply in love with the older Barbosa brother. He quickly asked Tuer Shen to strengthen these boys and give them whatever gifts the Rabbit God desired.

Bunny went right in with three fingers. Rico gasped and then moaned in approval. Doug smiled at Bunny in approval.

Both Drew and Bunny were careful not to throw off the boys' opposing rhythms as they rubbed their penises on each other inside the sexy conductor.

Principal Graaf was happy to stand with his arms over Zachary's, Yuuto's, and Fagan's shoulders as they watched the action, all of them hard and dripping. Vice-principal Davis kept caressing what he could reach of Josue's face and shoulders. He hunched over to tease Miguel's anus with his tongue.

The young ring twitched as it was being tickled. Whether or not it was intentional, that caused Miguel to giggle around Josue's cock that he had buried down his esophagus, heaping even more stimulation onto the poor conductor. How could anyone hold off an orgasm while being made love to by three eager teenagers with three adults lending support services?

Luckily Drew and Bunny aided him in the herculean task of suppressing his orgasm while making his ass as pleasing a place for Doung and Rico's cocks as possible, his penis as pleasurable a tool for Miguel to suck as possible, and his mouth as pleasurable a place for Miguel's cock as possible.

His skills had been honed by nineteen years of visits to Tuer Shen's garden and mentoring from the eternal teenage god.

The trio of teens was humming, grunting, and sighing a discordant melody that was as erotic as anything Principal Graaf had heard. He was pleased that the anonymous recommendation letter for Josue Otero Ponce landed on his desk last May, the day after the Upper School's former conductor announced his retirement. Graaf had called the number in Argentina more out of curiosity than actual interest in the applicant but found the perfect man to lead the Hulstlander Orchestra.

It made the principal question why the former conductor was retiring at only forty-seven years old. He was an excellent conductor and educator but did not make the personal connections with the students as Ponce was doing before the fall term even started.

Someone apparently had wanted Maestro Ponce to be here at this moment. Whoever it was, Graaf was very happy it had worked out this way. These boys – and many others at the Upper School – were going to get a splendid education from this man.

Perhaps Principal Graaf himself would be lucky enough to learn a thing or two?

After fifteen minutes of three-way stimulation, Maestro Ponce was unsure how much more he could take without cumming, even with the assistance of Drew and Bunny. But he communicated to them that he didn't want to do anything to bring the boys off quicker than they wanted. He had told them that they could play with and inside his body as much as they wanted, and he was going to honor that promise.

Drew and Bunny agreed, but they did not dimish the amount of stimulation they were giving to Rico's and Doug's prostates. Vice-principal Davis was apparently also giving Miguel quite a tongue job in his little ass.

The three musketeers were reaching their peak with more patience than typical for teenage boys, but they were no longer willing to postpone their pleasure, as they insisted their conductor should do.

Shrieks, whistles, shouts, grunts, and moans of pleasure echoed through the lush commons garden for two minutes before being replaced by huffing and puffing, and more post-orgasmic moans.

Bunny and Drew withdrew their fingers from the boys' rectums, and Davis sat up, concentrating his efforts only on soothing Maestro Ponce.

Doug exhaustedly stepped back from the union, his spent penis hanging limply as the six loads of cum he had stirred up in Maestro's rectum dripped from it. He sat down on a nearby stone bench to recharge.

The Tarnow men helped Rico dismount from the tub. He sat next to Doug, and they held each other, briefly kissing and stroking each other's faces before realizing they didn't have the energy left to do even that.

Miguel did not pass out but seemed asleep with his thrice-spent cock in Maestro's mouth and Maestro's still throbbing thirteen inches lodged down his throat. The three men shared a telepathic laugh that the youngster could so comfortably sleep while deep-throating.

After several moments, Miguel awoke, and reluctantly let the penis slide out of his throat. Drew lifted the beautiful black boy into his arms and cuddled him.

Miguel smiled at Ponce. "Thank you, Maestro."

The conductor smiled back and stood for the first time in more than an hour. His penis stood flat against his stomach pumping out a constant stream of precum.

The boys – and men as well – looked at the magnificent man with the magnificent body with all the admiration they could muster. An enthusiastic round of applause came from the men who remained on the balcony above them.

Maestro took a bow as though he were at the end of a wildly successful performance. He acknowledged all his players.

After the applause died down, the boys came over to Maestro one by one, kissed his penis, and then kissed his mouth in gratitude. Zach was the last one to kiss him. After their kiss, the teen ran his finger up and down Ponce's penis a few times in adulation.

The conductor began to tremble and grunt. He clenched his teeth and let out a strangled roar as he concentrated on turning off his orgasm. Drew and Bunny implored Tuer Shen to rescue the man.

Miguel Barbosa ran over to the conductor crying out with tears filling his eyes, "Maestro! Maestro! What is wrong? Please be alright, Maestro. I love you! I love you, Maestro. Please!!!"

The agony on young Miguel's face broke the spell for Ponce and broke the heart of everyone in the room.

"Oh, my precious sweet one," Maestro Ponce sighed as he lifted the small teen into an embrace, "I was so happy from being with all of you that I almost couldn't stop myself from cumming. But I promised you that I would not cum, so it took every ounce of strength in me to honor that promise. I am not hurt, my sweet one. I love you, too, my sweet one, mi dulcississimo!"

The two kissed, and kissed, and kissed some more. Everyone watching fell in love with both of them at that moment, and everyone acknowledged that the two had formed an inseparable bond.

Ponce put down his young lover, but kept his hands on the lad's shoulders, and addressed the boys. "Gentlemen, let's rinse off once again and head out to dinner! I don't know about you, but I've worked up quite the appetite."

The boys ran to the waterfall showers in pairs, with the Barbosa brothers washing each other. Drew and Bunny helped Ponce rinse off, careful not to do anything erotic to bring him to the precipice once more.

As they were all drying off with the school's high-quality bath sheets, Ponce announced, "I hope that our friends Drew, Bunny and Yu-Joon can join us for dinner, and you also, Principal Graaf and Vice-principal Davis.

"We are going to my husband Ernesto's restaurant, so I'm pretty sure we can get a table, especially on a weeknight."

They all laughed, but Drew explained that he and Bunny had to get home for their own dinner party, but told Yu-Joon that he was free to go along if he desired.

"No, sir, Drew. I already told my brother that we would be joining you to meet Marcus Robinson tonight."

Principal Graaf looked surprised. "Marcus Robinson, who assists with our wrestling team?"

"The very same," Drew answered. "His mother filled in as my administrative assistant today, and I invited them both over to dinner because I wanted to talk to them about a plan I've been fomenting to fund a program here at Hulstlander... ."

"SILENCE!!"

The principal's voice was raised for the first time since Drew had met him in the spring, shocking everyone into stillness. Drew couldn't help but be a little turned on by the slightly menacing stance assumed by Graaf as he held up both hands, along with his alpha male one-word command.

"I don't want to know anything about money and who gives what, or who pays what," Graaf continued. I know what my operating budget is, and that is the end of my knowledge.

"I do not know who is a tuition student and who is a partial or full scholarship student. I don't know who is a scholarship plus stipend student. Other than members of my own family, I don't know who donates money. I don't want something as stupid as money to influence my thinking on anything."

Drew smiled slyly and walked over to the principal to kiss his cheek. He took the opportunity to hold Graaf's naked body for the first time and pressed their cocks together. "I apologize for crossing a line. It won't happen again. But, may I be impertinent enough to ask a question."

Graaf had softened his stance at the pleasure he got from Drew's pressing against him. He found his right hand lightly rubbing Drew's mounded hairless ass. "You are free to ask what you desire. I am free to answer or not, as I deem appropriate."

"Agreed," Drew replied as he subtlely rotated his ass under Graaf's touch. It also had the effect of rubbing their cocks together. "My question is: do you have any hairdryers? I feel like a drowned rat after washing my hair."

Graaf chuckled. "You are a very sexy drowned rat. Rico, would you be so kind as to show Drew the hairdryers while you tend to your brother's afro?"

Yu-Joon followed along, considering this to be one of his duties. Within a few minutes, Drew returned with a reasonably successful blowout, while Miguel once again looked cute as a button with his four-inch afro perfectly styled by his older brother, whose half-inch cut needed little tending.

Maestro Ponce took control of the conversation again. He was the only one whose penis had not mostly deflated. "Alright, gentlemen, I can take three people with me. Principal Graaf, Vice-principal Davis, are you joining us?"

The two looked at each other and nodded. But Davis said, "We don't want to intrude on your time getting to know the boys."

Maestro laughed in his sexy baritone trill. "These boys will be with me all night. We will have plenty of time to get to know each other. Besides, I think we've gotten a decent start down that road. I've already fallen in love with one of them. I am hopeful that I will be in love six times over by daybreak."

Principal Graaf said, "Robert, why don't you take three of the boys while I go call their dads to verify they have permission to overnight with Maestro and his husbands. I'll meet you at the restaurant."

Doug spoke up, "Maestro, I am just going to run to my locker to get dry clothes. I don't want to wear my sweaty clothing to your restaurant."

Maestro laughed. "No need, Mister Blackstone. We'll leave our clothes here. You can get them tomorrow before you go home. We'll go to the restaurant naked. It will be fine."

Doug smiled. "I was hoping you would say that. I've never gone out to eat naked before. This is going to be fun! Can I play with your cock during dinner."

Maestro rolled his eyes. "How many times must I tell you boys, that it's not up to me what you chose to do with my body. You have blanket permission to do as you please."

"Cool!" Six boys cheered.

Miguel looked up to his beloved conductor. "Maestro Ponce, won't you be embarrassed to be seen in a restaurant with an erection, or with some of us playing with your body?"

"Embarrassed?" The maestro laughed. "Nonsense. I look forward to it. I will be proud to show the world that what good boys you all are, and how well you know your way around a man's body. Will you be embarrassed, mi dulcississimo, if I kiss you during dinner or play with your beautiful penis?"

Miguel gasped. "Oh, Maestro! If my friends saw how much a real man like you loves me, they would be so jealous. You are the sexiest, most handsome man in the world! And you love me! I look forward to it too, Maestro!"

"There you have it, my sweet one. We are happy to show the world our love for each other. Love should always be celebrated. Now, who else besides Dulcississimo is coming with me?"

Miguel's brother Rico and Doug volunteered to go with Maestro, while Zachary, Yuuto, and Fagan would ride with Vice-principal Davis.

The eight men and boys made their way out of the garden, their excited chatter echoing in the commons.

Principal Graaf turned to Drew, "I'm sorry that we haven't finished touring the facilities. You haven't seen the natatorium or fitness center. Perhaps you can return another day?"

Drew hugged Graaf again, finding himself increasingly attracted to the platinum blond bombshell. "It's not a problem. I am very happy with everything I've seen and done today. I feel as if I understand more fully what Hulstlander is all about, and I couldn't be more thrilled."

Bunny had sidled up next to Yu-Joon. "Dad, Tim is coming tomorrow for the beginning of a diving clinic. Maybe I could come along and tour with Melik and/or Principal Graaf or Vice-principal Davis?"

"That would be fine with me if it's acceptable to Doctor Graaf. I have seen the buildings once before, so I don't need to tag along," Drew explained.

"That sounds like a plan," the principal said. "Most of our athletic staff will be here tomorrow for aquatics as well as track and field, football, tennis, and rugby.

"Indoor sports start at nine o'clock, but the outdoor sports all start at eight, so they can wrap up before it gets too hot."

"Tim and I will be here at seven-thirty," Tian said. "That way, I can introduce myself before the coaches get too busy. Tim will be thrilled. But at least we'll get our morning run done early. It's about three miles from home, so it will be a good warm-up."

With their plans settled, the four remaining men made their way back to the administration offices so Bunny could say goodbye to Melik.

The secretary was happy to see Bunny return but was more than a little surprised to see Principal Graaf returning naked and still plumped. He typically confined his nudity to the gym and athletic fields.

The brief exchange of glances between Melik and Jacob told the secretary that things were likely to be changing around Hulstlander.

Jacob Graaf bid adieu to the group so he could make his phone calls to the boys' parents before joining the group at the restaurant.

Samer Hadid, the Warren Hill security officer, reappeared, seemingly out of nowhere, ready to escort Bunny and Drew safely home. He stood stoically by the door until they would be ready to leave.

Bunny turned to his father, "Dad, how much time do we have before we have to go?"

"We should go soon, sweet baby. We could stay for another ten or fifteen minutes, tops."

 

Thanks to the readers who asked me to continue. I hope you continue to find these stories entertaining.
I have assembled a gallery of crude floorplans and renderings for those who might be interested in what Warren Hill looks like in my mind. Well, as close to my vision as my limited design skills can get me. Send email to hauptwerk88@gmail.com if you're interested in getting a link to a DropBox folder containing the images.