Date: Sat, 27 Nov 2004 16:18:22 -0500 From: Bill Desoto <firstname.lastname@example.org> Subject: The Academy: Part 1, Prologue The Academy Prologue: The Christening of a Freshman This story is fiction and does not intend to portray the sexuality of anyone. Wrenfield Academy is like no other school around. It is a boarding school, nestled in the heart of Connecticut. At this school, renouned for its high level of education, students are challenged in academics as well as their social skills... So says the pamphlet for the Wrenfield Academy. But what they don't tell you is that this all boy boarding school's main focus is on a different kind of social development for boys. Soon after a boy enters the academy, they find that there is no end to the "social experiences" they are able to have with their peers, and even their teachers. Peter McCall was a Freshman. It was his first day of high school, and he was sitting in a classroom at the esteemed Wrenfield Academy when he raised his hand to go to the bathroom. He had no specific need to go, he was just bored with the class and decided to go for a little walk. After asking the teacher to go, he stepped out of the classroom and walked down the hall. After passing by a few other classrooms, Peter unknowingly caught the eye of a very attractive senior. Blake was sitting in class when he saw the Freshman walk by. He too was bored with school already. when he saw the young beauty walk by, he raised his hand and asked his teacher to go to the bathroom. Mr. Pior also saw the Freshman walk by, and throwing Blake a knowing grin, he allowed him to leave the class. Blake Kushing was tall and slim, yet still muscular. He had deep eyes and a mop of red hair on his head. He was by far one of the most attractive boys on campus. Peter, on the other hand, was short with sandy blond hair. he was thin, but with very little muscle mass. But he was a quite a goodlooking boy. He continued to make his way down the corridor as Blake followed. He turned and stepped into the bathroom. he walked to the last stall and stepped in. As Peter went to close the door behind himself, Blake stopped him. In confusion Peter began to ask, "What are you..." but he was cut off by Blake's silky lips on his own. He did not resist, instead, he stood there and pationately embraced Blake. Blake began to unbutton Peter's light blue uniform shirt and pulled it off of him revealing his smooth torso. Next he pulled down the khaki trousers revealing a beautiful 6 1/2" penis. Peter stood there, kissing Blake, wearing nothing but his socks and shoes. Blake then began to undress himself. He pulled off all his clothes revealing his perfect body and 8" cock. He reached into his pants pocket and pulled out a small bottle of lube. "Turn around," he said to the freshman. Peter turned and leaned with his stomach against the stall wall, his right leglifted with his foot resting on the toilet paper dispenser. Blake then began to spread the lube on his hardening member, when it was all lubed up and fully erect, he stepped into peter. He made large circles with his penis, all over Peter's ass. Then, he slowly inserted his throbbing member into the tight hole. Peter gasped or breath as he was penetrated for the very first time. He had never felt anything so good before in his life. As Blake began to pick up speed, Peter moaned loudly, his voice echoing off the walls. Blake leaned in over Peter's shoulder and their lips met in a passionate kiss, as Peter blew a hot load of cum all over the stall wall. Shortly after, he felt Blake's juice squirting inside of him. Blake continued pumping for a few short minutes and then pulled out. Peter fell to his knees facing the wall. Blake grabbed Peter's hair and forced his face into the cum that was on the wall. Peter obeyingly licked up his own cum as Blake put on his clothes and left the bathroom. Peter felt a little used, but somehow, he didn't really mind. Thus began the birth of a whore, and another first time at the Wrenfield Academy. **If you liked this story, stay tuned for more. And if you would like to be written in as a character in this series or if you know someone that you would like to read about in this series, e-mail me with a description of what the person looks like (with a pictur, if possible), and what kind of highschool/boarding school situation you'd like to see them in at email@example.com.