Chapter 1
The try-outs

Jason Cooper was the twelve year old promising star of the soccer team at Thompson Middle School. Dennis White and Dylan Murphy had spotted him on their latest scouting mission across the state. They were two of the coach assistants to Coach Wright, the Head of the Sports Department at the Saint Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen. St Raphael's was a large prestigious private school taking boys from the age of 8 to 17. It was mainly a day school taking the children of the powerful and wealthy from the surrounding area. It had boarding provision for those who lived too far away to travel in each day. This was where the scholarship boys were accommodated in their own unit, poorer boys who without their scholarships would never have been able to attend such a facility and hopefully benefit from the opportunities such a school offered their alumni. Coach Ernie Wright, would have his assistants conduct such missions in order ostensibly to bring fresh blood to the Academy's teams. Dennis and Dylan had been chosen to carry out the scouting tasks for the last few terms as the Coach was impressed with their ability to make good relationships with the teachers in the schools they visited and talk nervous parents in to allowing their young sons to try out and their discernment to bring him the best boys, both knowing a lot about sports and the boys the coach 'liked' for his 'team'.

When Dennis saw the boy at his soccer practice, he immediately knew Jason Cooper had to be brought into the St Raphael's scholarship program. The boy had just turned twelve, but his physique had started showing the early signs of a pubescent athlete – something the coach really favored – especially around his torso. He wasn't particularly tall, but average for his age at 1.52 mt [5'1"] tall. His face was still round and child-like – also a feature that tended to please the coach. He had a beautiful set of small gray eyes framed by long and curly dark eyelashes. He had dark brown hair, short and combed down, a blunt slightly round nose and full lips.

As soccer practice finished, Dennis White and Dylan Murphy came to talk to the Thompson Middle School's coach, Gary Mitchell, and asked him if it would be possible for them to talk to Jason Cooper ASAP. The boys were in the locker room and about to shower, Coach Mitchell had said, but Dennis convinced him it wouldn't take long. So Dennis and Dylan enter the locker room and said hello to everyone. Walking into a locker room full of sweaty semi-naked and naked twelve year olds was both paradise and torture for the representatives of the Saint Raphael's Academy, especially for Dylan, whose body betrayed him more often than not with a boner in his sports pants despite his efforts to hide it with the tight jockstrap and briefs he always wore on these missions.

Dennis was the one to congratulate all the boys on their great soccer practice and to call for Jason Cooper.

"Here," Jason said from one of the benches.

"We need to have a word with you, Jason," Dennis said.

"I … uh … I was about to shower," the boy said as both Dennis and Dylan approached him.

As they came close, they realized Jason was naked, save for his sweaty white briefs. Dylan felt his erection expanding more, so despite his precautions he was quick to sit next to the boy so as to hide it before it became obvious; it was not easy to hide a thick 18 cm [7"] hard cock behind his sports pants. Dennis remained standing, eyeing the boy up and down, noticing a rather promising little bulge covered by the briefs. Dennis loved the transparency effect white briefs get when wet, and he realized Jason was well-packed for his age. Given his broad experience, Dennis imagined the boy-stick must've been at least five cm [2"] in its flaccid state and it looked kind of thick, maybe as thick as an adult thumb. The sweet rod rested on a lovely pair of grape sized very early pubescent nuts. Another feature which did not escape Dennis, was Jason's nipples; a sweet light vermilion color, the aureoles one cm [0.5"] in diameter, the hardened little knobs probably the size of a lentil. A dollop of pre-cum was expelled from Dylan's cock into his underwear as he also took the whole picture in.

"This won't take long," Dennis said, now sitting too, "We have a proposal for you."

"U-huh?" Jason stuttered.

"We're representatives of The Head of the Sports Department of the Saint Raphael's Academy for Young Gentleman. I'm Dennis and my partner is Dylan."

"Okay," was all Jason said, although like any boy keen on sports he knew of the school's reputation.

"We saw the soccer practice and we'd like to discuss a scholarship with your parents," Dylan said, "but we wanted to talk to you about it first."

Jason's eyes opened wide, "For real?"

"For real," Dennis added, "So, do you think we could talk to your parents today?"

"Sure thing!" Jason said, excitement all over his face.

"Perfect," Dylan said, "your Coach informed us you're free to go home now, so, we were wondering if we could take you there and talk to your parents ASAP."

"Would it be okay if I showered first?" Jason Cooper asked.

"Maybe we could run and you can shower at home? We really want to get on with this," Dylan said. "The trials are next week."

"Okay," Jason replied.

Dennis smiled. Dylan certainly knew how much Dennis liked sweaty boys and made a mental note to thank his partner later on. It was a blessing that Dylan was doing the driving, because it would've been impossible for Dennis to concentrate on the road with such a beautiful sweaty boy sitting next to him. He could almost taste the boy's body with the scent he gave off, that sweet scent of pubescent boy sweat.

"Here," Dylan said, "take this bottle of energizing water."

"Thanks" Jason said and took the bottle gulping it down rather quickly.

Both Dylan and Dennis grinned as the boy drank the whole bottle down, for it had been spiced with the sexual stimulants every 'athlete' at the Saint Raphael's Academy was given on a daily basis. After all, Jason's new pubescent instincts had to be brought out and fostered if he was to fulfill his role at the school. Dennis took in the boy's frame and scent sitting next to him; he couldn't wait to have Jason Cooper back at St Ralphs as it was affectionately known to insiders.

Peter Cooper was working on repairing his 1970s Ford Fairmont, when a 1984 Buick stopped at his house. He was curious as to who could be driving such a fancy automobile to visit the Coopers. As the engine stopped, the doors opened and out came two young men escorting his son. One of them was tall and dark haired, his mane cut in the style of the Dukes of Hazard. He seemed muscular under the sports suit he was wearing. The other one was blonde and short haired, but like his partner looked muscular and was also wearing a sports suit. Had Jason gotten into trouble? he wondered.

Dylan and Dennis introduced themselves giving Peter Cooper their cards. The man invited them in immediately and had them sit in the living room as he asked Maria (his wife) to bring them iced-tea. Dylan and Dennis gave Peter Cooper the institution's brochure and also information on their sports scholarship program. They explained to Peter about the try-outs, telling him Jason would have to spend a full week at the school in order to undergo a series of tests and trials. The results would help the Head of the Sports Department decide whether Jason should be granted a scholarship.

Peter Cooper was more than delighted, knowing his son would have awesome opportunities he could not afford with his middle class salary and agreed immediately not even bothering to consult his wife or son, although he could see his son was excited by the prospect. The Saint Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen unfortunately was over two hours from the Coopers' hometown, but Dennis and Dylan explained that the Academy also had boarding facilities, so, if Jason was awarded a scholarship, Jason would be a boarder and only come home for holidays and some weekends as his sports commitments would prevent him coming home every weekend.

As they spoke, two more lovely boys stormed into the house from school.

"Boys, boys!" Peter Cooper yelled, "Keep it quiet, we have visitors!"

"It's okay, Mister Cooper," Dennis said and smiled, "Are they also your sons?"

"They are," Peter Cooper said and called his offspring into the living room.

Dylan Murphy felt his cock twitch again at the sight of Jason's brothers.

"This is Petey," Peter Cooper said proudly holding his ten year old second son. Petey Cooper looked a lot like Jason, though less developed and with brown eyes instead of gray.

"Nice meeting you, Petey," Dylan said and the boy nodded and smiled.

"And this is Kevin," Peter Cooper added, indicating his eight year old.

Kevin looked nothing like his brothers. Instead of dark blonde, Kevin's hair was of a very dark brown, almost black and wasn't short. He was slightly built and had small dreamy blue eyes. His smile was a smile to die for.

"Nice meeting you, Kevin," Dylan said shaking the boy's hand.

"They are also very good at sports," Peter Cooper said proudly, "Petey's in the basketball team and Kevin has been made Captain of his wrestling team."

"Amazing!" Dylan said, "Maybe we could talk to Coach Wright so we can come and evaluate possible scholarships for them too." Dylan knew most scholarships went to 11 and 12 year olds but he knew the coach made exceptions in special cases, smiling as he remembered Tommy a very special boy who was on the program and had been only nine when he was awarded his scholarship and Scotty also eight who was going to be attending the trial. He thought Kevin would fit in very well with those two.

Peter Cooper thanked the young men for this. Dylan and Dennis explained that, Monday at 6:00 am a bus would be stopping by to pick Jason up. They apologized for the early start but it was also collecting the other boys from the area that would be going to the Academy for try-outs as well. They also said for Jason to pack light as he would be supplied with anything he needed but to make sure he brought his soccer uniform especially his boots with him. Then they filled out a report on Jason's medical history explaining he would need to undergo a full medical as part of the trials. Peter was asked to sign the consent form giving the school permission to carry out any tests or procedures that they considered necessary. Mr Cooper was so excited by the opportunities he could see his son gaining he didn't hesitate in the slightest to sign over the rights to his son's body to the school.

Just before leaving, Dylan went to the car and fetched a large box of water bottles in to the house. He told Peter Cooper and Jason that Jason was to drink no other water but what was in the bottles if he wanted to be at his peak during try-outs. He explained there were no sports drugs or anything in them, but electrolytes, vitamins and minerals that would help him give his top performance. He showed Peter the contents listed on the bottle's label. Peter Cooper was not to know one of Coach's contacts made the contents and labels specially for his students. Peter was asked to make sure the boy drank at least four bottles a day but if he drank more it would do him no harm and could only help. He should bring any unfinished bottles with him when he attended the tryout.

It was only Wednesday, so Dylan and Dennis were making sure Jason would be ingesting sexual stimulants for a good four days before he came to Saint Raphael's. It was their duty, after all, to ensure that Jason performed at the top of his abilities during his entrance physical. Dennis asked Jason's father if he could speak to Jason on his own. Peter Cooper suggested Jason take Dennis to his bedroom as the other boys had continued to pop in and out of the living room being noisy and letting off steam after their school day. Dennis and Dylan noted the father's lack of suspicion and openness to them having private access to his son another aspect Coach was always interested in.

Once alone with the boy in his bedroom, Dennis spoke.

"I think it's very important for me to say this, but I don't know how familiar you are with sex," Dennis said.

"Not much," Jason said blushing so much he looked like a tomato.

"Do you masturbate, Jason?" Dennis asked.

Jason blushed even more and looked down.

"It's okay if you do, Jason," Dennis said.

"Really?"

"Really," the twenty two year old said, "I just need to tell you that using up your energy in sexual matters before a tryout is a really bad idea."

"Really?" Jason asked genuinely curious, "Why?"

"Precisely because you use all your energy and it can affect your physical performance."

"I see," Jason said.

"So, I strongly suggest you do not play with this boy down here until after the trial," Dennis said playfully tapping Jason's crotch.

Jason blushed as the man tapped his bulge, but he knew it wasn't bad touching, it was just a playful joke between dudes, pretty much the way his teammates joked around in the locker room or in the showers.

"I won't," he said shyly.

"See that you don't," Dennis added, "you wouldn't want to lose a scholarship because of masturbation. Deal?"

"Deal!" Jason said and smiled as he shook Dennis' hand.

"Awesome!" Dennis said as he walked out of the room, "Keep drinking your energy water, Jason. I'll see you on Monday!"

Dennis left the room and went downstairs to say goodbye to the Coopers. By the time he jumped in the car, his underwear was a mess with pre-cum. Dylan said his underwear was as wet, but that he'd felt even more aroused by Kevin. Dennis laughed at his friend saying he couldn't understand what fun it was to make a boy have an orgasm if his boy-stick didn't dispense any juice, but Dylan said it was not about the semen, but about the experience in itself. Dennis laughed as Dylan did the driving back to the Academy.

As Jason's Middle school had been the last stop on this scouting trip, Dennis and Dylan reported back to Coach Wright that they had arranged for seven boys to attend the trial next week. They were all delightful but Jason Cooper was the one Dylan and Dennis liked the most, probably because of his lovely cute child-like face, or maybe it was his nice round bubble butt. When Coach Wright saw the pictures of all the boys picked by Dennis and Dylan, he made a mental note to send them on more scouting missions. It was always them who brought him the best boys, they both knew what he liked and he agreed Jason looked the most promising.

It was Monday 8am, but Coach Wright had been in his office for some time, going over the pictures the scouts had brought in and making the final arrangements for the boys' arrival. At about nine thirty, all seven boys applying for a sports scholarship would be arriving at Saint Raphael's, and the man had to be ready. Dennis White was the first of his assistants to arrive, good and sharp perverted Dennis, probably the coach's favorite. Right after him came Dylan Murphy, his second favorite assistant. As the minutes ticked by, all his other assistants joined them. There was not a need for a lot of discussion as they were well practiced in the procedure some had been doing it for many years but he liked to remind everyone of the rules. He never wanted them to forget he was in charge. They all studied the photos of the boys and agreed which of the assistant coaches would take special responsibility for which boy.

When the bus arrived at the Academy, Coach Wright and his assistants were already eagerly waiting for the boys at the school's entrance. Ernie Wright felt his cock twitch in anticipation as all seven boys got off the bus; He may have done this loads of time before but it never failed to get him excited.

Jason Cooper got off the bus right after a boy named Andrew Jenkins, whom he'd heard was a rising star in Curtis Middle School's volleyball team. When Jason and all the other boys were standing in line by the bus, a tall muscular man spoke to them all .

"I am Coach Wright," the man said.

Not only was he tall and muscular, as he spoke, Jason noticed the man's chest was hairy under his undershirt and his voice was thunderous.

"I am the Head of the Sports Department of Saint Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen and the one in charge of evaluating you during your trials."

All the boys nodded.

"As the Academy is large and we have a lot of students, I have several assistants to help me keep track of each boy all the time, as well as how they perform. You can see my assistants here. In my absence, you will follow my assistants' orders as if I had given them."

All the boys nodded again.

"I hope you all appreciate how lucky you are to be given the chance to tryout and realize that for those of you who are selected to attend this great institution what a magnificent opportunity you will be being given. While your sporting ability is what has got you to the trial, to succeed you will need so much more. We expect our scholarship boys to be obedient, listen to your coaches, work hard and not complain about a bit of pain or tiredness. We expect you to throw yourself willingly in to all activities whether you are keen on them or not and always give of your best. So work hard and play hard and show us you are the type of boy we should take a chance on. Don't waste this opportunity and don't let your family down.

"Very Well," Coach Wright said, "Now my assistants will show you to your rooms. I have allocated a couple to each boy to be your special mentors but you will get to know the rest of them during the week. They are all here to help you so don't hesitate to talk to them about anything Later you'll receive information about your activities for the week. First and foremost, have you still got bottles of energy water? If no, tell your mentors so they can help you get more. Keep well hydrated and do your best. Make sure you do everything you are told to do and don't do anything you are told not to do. Dismissed."

Jason Cooper looked at the boys and the assistants. What little he'd seen of campus he had liked, and he was willing to do anything it took to get a scholarship so he could attend the Academy. Jason Cooper knew he'd never have such an opportunity again and so he was gonna rock it during trials. He wanted his mum and dad to be proud of him.

Chapter 2
Doctor's orders

Jason Cooper was tired as hell after three days of trials and tests. It was Wednesday night and all he wanted to do was go to bed. True, he desperately wanted to masturbate as well, but Dennis' warning had been very clear, and Johnny didn't want to do anything that would lower his performance. Jason had discovered masturbation a couple of months ago, and like any normal boy once discovered, he had been doing it at least twice a day. So since his week of abstinence he had felt an almost overwhelming urge to jerk his dick. Throughout the day he would find himself thinking of jacking off and he'd noticed he was having stiffies more often and they lasted longer. Today, for example, Jason had spent most of his soccer trial sporting a boner and he was still hard.

He was agonizing over whether he should jack off and if anybody would know, pondering the pros and cons, because he was going insane wanting to do it, when the door to his lodging opened wide. Standing there were Dennis and Dylan, the two coach assistants who had brought him here and acted as his mentors.

"Hey," Dennis said, "how are you holding up?"

"I'm doing okay," Jason said.

Dennis and Dylan didn't fail to notice Jason's boner and felt more than satisfied about it.

"Good," Dylan said, "we dropped by to let you know that Dr Jones requested to see you in his office. Since you'll be having your physical tomorrow, he wants to give you some instructions."

"Now?" Jason asked embarrassed that the assistants would notice his boner.

"Now," Dennis said, "he said he'd be expecting you within five minutes. We thought we could escort you there, since you're not familiar with the place."

"Uh … okay!" Jason said and stood up.

Dylan smiled to himself at the tent in Jason's soccer shorts guessing the thing must be around 11 cm [4,5"] in length. Oh, what fun Jason Cooper was going to be once he was a student at the Academy! Dennis stood up and he and Dylan escorted Jason to Dr Jones' Office, to be given his instructions. After a three to four minute walk, they turned into a corridor and were standing in front of the doctor's office. Dylan knocked and immediately, Dr Felix Jones opened the door.

"Dr Jones," Dennis said, "Jason Cooper, the applicant you requested to see."

"Oh, yes! Thank you Dennis," Dr Jones said and then to Jason Cooper, "Jason, please, come inside."

Jason nodded and entered and the doctor closed the door after him. Dr Felix Jones was unlike any doctor Jason had ever met. He was young, for starters, Jason thought maybe 26, 27 tops. Tall, maybe around 1.80m [6'] and slim, on the wiry side. He was very white and had short curly hair. His face was thin and he had a long nose and a small but full mouth. Big ears. Not precisely a handsome man but not ugly either.

"So, Jason," Dr Jones said, "I requested that you come, because your entry physical is programmed for tomorrow at 1900 hours, and I wanted to do some pre-meds and give you some instructions."

"Okay, doctor," Jason said.

"First, Jason," the doctor asked, "after these three days of tests and trials, how are you feeling, not too tired?"

"I'm okay," Jason said shyly.

"Good. Are you drinking enough water?" Dr Jones asked.

"Yes, doctor," Jason replied, "Coach said at least two liters a day, so I'm having between 4 and 6 bottles of energy water."

"Excellent," the man said and took a little plastic container, "I'm going to give you a couple of supplements I need you to take before your physical tomorrow."

"Okay, doctor."

Dr Jones placed six pills inside the plastic container, two red ones-sexual enhancers-, two blue ones –semen increasers, and two white ones –ejaculation delayers-, and smiled at Jason as he lied through his teeth, "Here you are. I'm going to need you to take one red one and one blue one tonight before bed, and tomorrow morning when you wake up. Okay? Those are vitamin supplements to make sure you are in top condition before your physical."

"Okay."

"The white ones, you'll take tomorrow one hour prior to your physical, that is tomorrow at 1800 hours. It is very important that you do not miss taking any of the pills, okay, Jason?"

"Yes, doctor," the boy said again.

"Tomorrow starting at 1600 I need you to drink a lot of water, at least four bottles. I will need you not to pee during the day before your physical. As you are the last candidate I will let you go to the toilet when you wake up the others aren't so,lucky, but make sure you drink plenty during the day as well as the four bottles from 1600. It's so we can get a good urine sample to search for toxins or anything else that shouldn't be there. Urine is very good at showing up if a boy has been doing something that he shouldn't have ok?"

"Yes, doctor," Jason said although he was worried about whether he would be able to drink that much before his appointment.

"Very well, then," Dr Jones said, "That will be all. I'll see you tomorrow at 1900."

"Yes, doctor. I'll be here."

"Sleep tight, Jason. See you tomorrow."

Jason Cooper left the doctor's office still sporting a boner and hurried to his room so he wouldn't be embarrassed. Once in the room, he got naked, showered and put a clean pair of white briefs on and took his red and blue pills before going to bed. He couldn't get his mind off of jacking off, but he knew the doctor would be able to tell, so he refrained from touching himself. It was a real struggle but finally his tiredness overcame his urge and he fell asleep.

Jason woke up at 10:00 and had his red and blue pill as instructed with a bottle of energy water. He had a free day since it was medical day for the scholarship candidates. He wondered how the rest were getting on, those that had their medicals last night or this morning. He started thinking about what he could do to pass the time. Maybe a bit of reading would help. His dick was still hard and it had even started to ache, but he refused to masturbate, though he was dying to do it. Dylan and Dennis had given him a communiqué from Coach Wright informing him that all students would be out on a field trip and only scholarship applicants would remain on campus. The communiqué also informed the applicants that they were to remain in their quarters and not leave under any circumstance. Food was to be served to each applicant only when he was done with his physical. The communiqué closed telling the applicants that several movie channels were available for their entertainment.

Jason wrinkled the paper and stood up from the bed. He turned the TV on and started switching channels. His jaw dropped when a close up of a black dick fucking a pussy appeared on the screen. Nervously, he clicked the TV off and ran to his bed fearing someone would know he had looked and come and tell him off. He remained in bed for several minutes, his heart hammering in his chest. When no one came to his room his heart slowed down. He'd never seen porn before. He was curious. And he was horny. If he watched it, would they know? He didn't think so. He thought the cable channel was open by mistake. He stood up from his bed, boner hurting inside his briefs, and walked back to the TV. He cautiously turned it back on and lowered the volume to a minimum. On the screen, the close up appeared again. This time, the woman had a black cock up her pussy and a white cock up her ass. Jason started drooling almost immediately.

Jason did not know he was being watched.

Coach Ernie Wright, Dr Felix Jones, Nurses Steven Rogers and Kenneth Morgan, and Coach Assistants Mark Wellington and Dave Holland were sitting in the Coach's Private Office behind a desk where several monitors appeared. A couple of the monitors showed different angles of beautiful Jason Cooper. The boy had just walked back to his bed after turning the TV back on. Other monitors showed the rooms of the other candidates.

"Let's make sure he has plenty of porn to watch," Coach Wright said.

"I've seen to it, Coach," Dave Holland said, "He's watching 'Interracial Bang' which began at 1100 hours and will end at 1300. After that I've programmed 'Black Riders' from 1300 to 1430, followed by 'Bisexual mischief' which would be running from 1430 to 1600 hours. I've made sure to include only movies in which there's bi action."

"Excellent," Coach Wright said squeezing his hard cock, "Is there man to man action in any of them?"

"Yes, Coach," Mark Wellington said this time, "I programmed 'Misfits' to run from 1600 to 1800. In this particular film most of the women are just there, but action is usually dude to dude, including oral and anal."

"Perfect," Coach added, "Do we have anyone in place to interrupt him, should he try and cum?"

"We have Dale and Matthew Robbins Proctoring the halls in that wing."

"Excellent. Let's watch for a bit before Felix has to go and do the next medical. Good job so far doc but a bit of our star I am sure will help your work."

Coach Assistant Dave Holland turned the lights down and joined the group before the monitors. Jason Cooper was still just in his underwear in bed and touching himself through the briefs as he watched the screen. The last monitor to the left showed what the boy was watching. The sequence was the same black woman being fucked in the pussy by a monster black cock and in the ass by a white cock. As she was fucked, she was sucking on two black cocks, while two white guys were sucking on her tits. Jason Cooper was sweating as he watched, and not five minutes later, they boy had his hand inside his underwear.

Coach Wright took his cock out of his pants, his cock-head glistening with pre-cum as he watched the boy. Generally the Coach's team were well endowed but Coach Wright still compared to the rest had a big rod, 26 cm [10.5"] of man-meat with a 23 cm [9"] girth. Most of his assistants envied his cut cock, which ended in a thick and purple knob-shaped glans. The rest of the team were more discreet in their self-touching, though it was just a matter of time.

By the time the black woman in the video was being covered in cum, Jason Cooper pulled his briefs down. The pubescent boy-stick, 11 cm [4.5"] in length and 8 cm [3"] in girth was hard and oozing pre-cum. Jason's cute dick was uncut, with a helmet shaped head the size of a thumb's tip. Jason Cooper's nuts were now in plain sight, a couple of grape, sized orbs in a still somewhat tight ball sack.

Dave Holland pulled his cock out of his underwear emulating the Coach. Dave Holland's cock was big as well, but not as massive as the Coach's, at 19 cm [7.5"] and a girth of 14 cm [5.5"]. His very white cock was slightly curved downwards and with an average-sized triangle-shaped red cock-head. Like the Coach's, Dave's cock was wet with his own juices.

Jason was rubbing his dick-head when the porn sequence changed. On the screen, a tough looking black guy was having a drink with a white woman, when a white man came into the scene. The woman was masturbating the black guy. After a nonsensical dialogue, like in most porn movies, the white man sat next to the man and started assisting the woman in touching the big thick black cock. Dr Jones grinned at Jason Cooper's facial expression in one of the monitors: Jason's eyes were wide open as both the white man and woman were sucking on the black guy's huge oozing monster cock.

Jason had never seen a man suck another man and felt somewhat shocked, but he was so horny he kept on watching. Jason was already rubbing and tugging at his nearly pubescent dick, making sure not to tug too hard, he did not want to risk cumming.

By the time 'Bisexual Mischief' began, all the watching adults had their pants down and were frantically masturbating at the image of Jason Cooper's self-inflicted non-cum torture. On the different monitors, the men could see the boy's hard throbbing stick soaked in his own juices as were his briefs tucked under his balls. Jason was tugging very slowly at his cock as he touched his own tight nuts, which kept on jumping inside his lovely pink-brownish tight ball sack.

The action on the screen changed completely. The new sequence showed a man fucking a woman lying on her back, while he was fucked by a huge muscular blond man. As the man fucked and was fucked, he was sucking on two other guys' drooling cocks. Jason was so horny he didn't really mind, so long as there was a woman involved. His pubescent horny mind hadn't even noticed that the woman in the sequence was just an excuse, since the one receiving the pounding action was the white man, who, by the way, couldn't have been older than eighteen. As the sequence progressed, two more black guys joined in the action and the woman slipped out from under the young man. The woman moved to what looked like a rather comfortable couch and started masturbating herself. The young protagonist was now solely involved with males and, as he was fucked in the ass by the black guy, he was now sucking on two white and one black cock. The boy's cock was also being sucked by one of the black guys who had joined last.

The sequence closed with the young man cumming on the floor with his fucker pulling out and shooting on his ass and back while the other four guys including his sucker came all over his mouth and face. Not to forget the woman, whose participation was now limited to her moaning off camera, but Jason Cooper didn't seem to notice. He was delirious and wanted to cum so badly, when the phone on his night table rang. He snatched his hand off his dick and guiltily picked up the receiver.

"Hello?" he struggled to get out as he was breathless and scared he had been caught.

"Hello, Jason," he heard Dr Jones say, "It's almost 1600 hours, so I just wanted to remind you to start drinking your water bottles."

"Okay, doctor," Jason gasped.

"Remember also, to take your white pills at 1800."

"Yes, doctor."

"Very well, I'll see you at 1900 hours, Jason. See you later," Dr Jones said and hung up knowing the call had probably prevented the boy's unwanted orgasm, well unwanted by him and the other men. "Just in time," he told the room, "Keep a careful eye on him we don't want any accidents."

The interruption had caused Jason to lose his erection through fear, one of the reasons he was watched. The coach knew a phonecall saved the day if it seemed a boy was going to go too far. Jason lay there thinking Saved by the bell but as soon as he drank more of his energy water, the boy went back to watching the porn but was determined to be more careful. He was so into this porn, he had not noticed it was already 1600. He felt proud of himself, up to this point, he had not cum but it had been a close thing.

Coach Wright was horny beyond belief, as he and the small team watched young Cooper edge himself to porn without cumming. All of them were mirroring the boy but knew there was no restriction on them cumming and were all sure they would manage another full load as a result of Jason's physical. The audience had changed during the day as they carried out their various duties although there was always at least two people in the room keeping an eye on Jason and the other applicants. The room was busier at the moment than it had been all day as a lot of the staff found themselves with some free time so came to enjoy the show and the other facilities on offer in the room.

Down on their knees were ten year old Tommy Reed and his thirteen year old brother Danny Reed, as well as eleven year old exchange student Karl Weiss. All naked, hands tied behind their backs, servicing all six men in turn. Danny had been granted a sports scholarship two years before on his tenth birthday His younger brother Tommy had been granted a scholarship just a year ago when he turned nine. Karl Weiss was an exchange student from Germany whose coach knew Coach Wright. He had been granted a scholarship just six months before. The exchange scheme was a new project which the Coach hoped would provide a wider range of boys for him and his staff. Like all boys who were granted scholarships, Tommy, Danny and Karl had been turned into Coach Wright's boys, and had to attend to their sexual duties when required. Of all three, Karl was still the one most reluctant to carry out his sexual chores and cried every time he had to eat cum, but that only made it more of a turn on for the Coach and some of the other staff.

On the monitors, Jason Cooper was masturbating to the second sequence of 'Misfits', where a man was sucking on three cocks, while he was sucked by a woman. Like in the previous movie, the protagonist seemed very young. Lovely Jason Cooper did not know that the protagonist in this movie was none other than fourteen year old Billy Ross, shining star of the football team and still favored by some of Coach Wright's assistants and Principal Sanders himself.

Coach Wright had his massive chunk inside Karl Weiss' mouth and was face-fucking the boy at a steady rhythm. Karl's tears ran down as he was forced to choke on the man's huge meat, but even though he hated it, his 10 cm [4"]dick was hard and drooling, this somehow made it even worse for him. Ten year old Tommy Reed, whose cock was still unable to spurt due to the fact that puberty was not even knocking yet, was being used in turns by Nurse Rogers and Coach Assistant Wellington. Tommy had become skilled at deep-throating and thus he was favored by most of the huge-cocked members of Coach Wright's staff. So even though young and small mouthed, Tommy could swallow Nurse Steven Rogers' 22 cm [8.5"] and even Assistant Mark Wellington's 25 cm [10"]cocks. Tommy's tiny 8 cm pecker was hard beyond belief as the boy serviced the two cocks . Last but not least, was twelve year old Danny Reed, who was down on his knees sucking Nurse Kenneth Morgan's thick and veiny 19 cm [7.5"] cock, while Coach Assistant Dave Holland finger fucked the boy's lovely hole.

Dr Jones sat alone just watching, he had just popped in after the last medical which had gone well like the others but he wouldn't deny he was already looking forward to doing Jason's physical. Every chance he had got through the day, he'd been closely observing Jason trying to identify any particular things that aroused the boy as he masturbated oblivious to the fact that he was being watched by the cameras strategically positioned around his room. At 1730 hours, he interrupted the staff to say goodbye for the moment, after all, preparations had to be made for Jason Cooper's physical. When he left the Coach's private room, Tommy Reed was being given a facial by Steven Rogers and Mark Wellington, while his brother Danny was on all fours receiving Kenneth Morgan's load in his mouth and Dave Holland's up his ass (the man having replaced his fingers with his dick). Karl Weiss' face contorted as Coach Wright came inside the boy's mouth, a load so copious it started overflowing down the boy's nose. He was even unhappier when he was made to go and clean up the leakage Dave had caused in Danny's ass.

It was six pm when Jason Cooper's phone rang again. It was Dr Jones again, just to kindly remind him to take his white pills, the ones the boy didn't know would delay his ejaculation. Jason had already had three bottles of energy water and was starting to feel uncomfortable at so much liquid, but he forced one more gulp to wash down the pills. Dr Jones had instructed him not to pee until the time of his physical, and while Jason was determined to comply; he really wanted that scholarship, it was becoming a real struggle for him, he was getting desperate for a pee. He was also becoming aware of how stupid it had been for him to watch porn and touch himself without cumming, for now his small nuts hurt like hell and his dick-head was completely oversensitive. He was just hoping Dr Jones wouldn't notice.

At 1850 he put on clean underwear, shocked at how messed up the briefs he had been wearing since last night were and got his soccer shirt and shorts on and went out of his room to undergo his physical. Jason Cooper did not know his life was about to change forever.

Chapter 3
Jason's entry physical

Jason Cooper entered Dr Jones' office feeling terribly nervous, probably because he'd been masturbating all day long and he was worried the doctor would know and he was also desperate to have a pee. Dr Jones greeted him enthusiastically and asked him to sit down for a couple of minutes and he left through another door but returned almost immediately with a second man.

"Jason," Dr Jones said, "allow me to introduce you to Nurse Kenneth Morgan."

"Hi, Jason!" Nurse Morgan said and extended his hand.

"Hi," Jason said shyly taking the young man's hand to shake it.

Nurse Morgan didn't look particularly old. In fact Jason guessed the man must be around 25. He was 1.75m [5'9"] and, like almost everyone on the sports staff, he was buff, but not overly so. Kenneth had short dirty blond hair with a left sided forelock. He had an oval face, with bushy blonde eyebrows over a pair of droopy light blue eyes. His nose was straight and pointy and he had an average mouth, thin upper lip, full lower lip. As expected, Kenneth was wearing green loose scrubs.

"Nurse Morgan will take you to the examination room and will help you get ready. I'll be joining you shortly."

"If you'll follow me, Jason," Kenneth said and pointed towards the door at the back of the room.

Jason Cooper rose from his chair and followed Nurse Morgan. Dr Jones didn't fail to notice the boy was still sporting a boner and felt delighted. He still wondered how Jason had managed to masturbate all day long without cumming. He realized the boy must have tremendous control and determination. It was certainly going to ensure his physical was going to be way hotter than most.

Nurse Morgan and Jason Cooper walked into the examination room. The man told Jason to relax and joked with him so he would feel less anxious. Nurse Morgan asked Jason about his life and family and what he liked doing. Jason was too tense and worried to want to talk, but he tried his best to relax and answer the nurse's questions. A couple of minutes later another man came in the room. He was also wearing green scrubs, so Jason imagined he was also a nurse. The man had a black wavy mane and thick eyebrows. He had big round dark eyes, a blunt and round nose and full pink lips. He was slim not muscular.

"Hey, Kenneth," he said and shook Nurse Morgan's hand.

"Hey, Adam!" Kenneth said, "I didn't know you'd been scheduled for this physical."

"Yeah," he said and turned to the boy extending his hand, "You must be Jason Cooper."

"I am," he said shaking the man's hand.

"I'm Nurse Adam Scott. Nice to meet you."

"Nice to meet you too," the boy said shyly.

Adam Scott felt his cock stir at the boy's lovely shy voice. He was sure that by the time this physical was over, Jason Cooper was going to become even shyer.

"Well," Adam said turning back to Kenneth, "Dr Jones asked that we started with taking Jason's vitals."

"Good," Kenneth replied, "Jason, if you'll strip to your underwear."

"Do I have to?" Jason asked blushing beyond madness, knowing he was still hard under his shorts.

"There's no other way to do it, Jason," Adam said, "Relax, buddy, it's only men here."

Jason nodded realizing it was true but he still had the hardest boner he had ever had. He knew he had to do what he was told if he wanted that scholarship so reluctantly he took his soccer shirt off and then removed his shoes and socks. And finally, he inhaled deeply and pulled his soccer shorts down. Placing them aside, he stood straight, his white briefs tented by his 11 cm [4.5"] hard boy-stick. Nurses Morgan and Scott noticed the boner but they did not say anything. The latter asked him to step on the scale facing the wall. Both Kenneth and Adam looked at each other and grinned, hoping to be the lucky one to assist with the boy's: a) prostate exam, b) testicle orchidometer measurement and c) search for penile or testicle 'tumors'. The boy was certainly beautiful.

When they had taken his height and weight, they asked him to lie on the bed on his back. Jason felt even more apprehensive, since in that position his erection would be even more evident, but he had no choice but to comply. Once on the bed, Kenneth took his blood pressure while Adam checked his eyes, ears nose and mouth with his torch.

"Everything seems to be in working order," Kenneth said.

"Likewise," Adam replied and both nurses smiled at the boy, who sort of relaxed a bit.

But he wasn't relaxed when the door opened and in came Dr Felix Jones, followed by Coach Wright, and some of the assistant coaches and other men he didn't know. Dr Felix Jones approached Jason and introduced the entourage.

"Jason, you already know Coach Wright, and his assistants, Dale and Matthew Robbins, as well as Christopher Phillips," Dr Jones said.

Jason Cooper nodded now even more embarrassed at his boner that just wouldn't go away.

"Allow me to introduce Principal Sanders," Dr Jones said pointing at a tall, fat, bald man with a goatee.

"Hello Sir," Jason said.

"With him are Dean Hill," Dr Jones said pointing at a black tall muscular man with short hair and a light mustache. Then turned to a man who could've easily been in his fifties, with dark hair graying on the temples and a French fork, "And Counselor Bruce Kerrigan."

Jason nodded and gave them a nervous smile.

"Elijah Peterson, President of the board of students," the doctor continued pointing at a red haired wiry boy.

"Hi," Jason said.

"And last, but not least, Mister Andrew Murphy, President of the PTA," the doctor finished by pointing at the buff thirty something year old with dark wavy hair and a model like handsome face, "All of them are here to validate the veracity of your physical. Gentlemen, if you'd take your seats."

The men and boy all took their seats which were spread out in a row that Jason had noticed but never guessed they would be used during his medical. The doctor approached Jason and Nurses Morgan and Scott.

"Jason, please get off the bed and remove your underwear."

Jason Cooper turned red as a beet as he was asked to get naked in front of all these men, some he had never even seen before. He looked at the doctor questioningly, but the doctor just nodded for him to comply and Jason had no choice but to obey even though he was scared and embarrassed. Realizing he was taking to long he jumped from the bed. He reminded himself that this was just a physical and that he had to endure if he wanted to get the scholarship that would change his future. So, while trying to ignore the fact he had 12 males staring at him, he pulled his briefs down and stood up trying to pretend nothing out of the ordinary was happening. What would he have thought had he known that most of the rest of the staff were watching him on the monitors in the Coach's office?

Dr Jones grinned as he saw Jason Cooper's hard rod which he was trying to cover with the removed briefs without making it obvious what he was doing and the blush that had developed across his face and chest. He told the boy to hand the briefs to Nurse Scott and then to get back on the bed again. Jimmy was too confused to wonder why he had had to get off the bed, strip off his briefs and then clamber back on the bed rather than just remove them when he was on the bed. The doctor took his stethoscope and placed it on the boy's chest, explaining that he was going to listen to his heart and lungs. Nurses Kenneth Morgan and Adam Scott remained by the sides of the bed making sure they didn't obscure the other men's and cameras' view. Dr Jones asked Jason to lift his hands and proceeded to use both hands to 'search for tumors' under Jason's arms and on his chest. The examination continued as he started caressing and squeezing Jason's chest and nipples 'looking for abnormalities'. Every time he rubbed on a nipple, Jason's 11 cm [4.5"] boy-stick throbbed slightly and the poor boy just hoped nobody else would notice.

Dr Jones went back to the stethoscope, which he now placed all over Jason's chest and stomach, reporting everything seemed normal so far. Next, he placed the medical tool on the boy's pubic mound and listened for a while. He then asked Nurse Morgan to assist him by stretching Jason's scrotum while Dr Jones started manipulating the contents, placing the stethoscope over the grape sized little orbs. Jason was even more embarrassed as his dick continued to react, but nobody seemed to notice so he remained quiet.

"Nurse Morgan," the doctor said, "please bring the orchidometer and measure Jason's testicles."

"Yes, doctor," the blond nurse said.

"Nurse Scott, please help me measure Jason's penis, I'm going to test for STDs."

Sixteen year old Elijah Peterson felt his cock twitch as he remembered his own physical. Back then his curved downwards stick had been barely 13 cm [5"] in length, as opposed to the 18 cm [7"] it was now. He discreetly squeezed his cock, remembering what would come next. As Kenneth Morgan took Jason's nuts to 'measure' them, Adam Scott took hold of the boy-stick to measure it around, 'accidentally' rubbing the half of the boy's dick-head –just half of it exposed because of his foreskin, that Dr Jones called 'The Beanie Foreskin'.

"Bead number two, doctor," Kenneth Morgan reported, "Testicular volume is 2ml [0.05fl oz]"

"Thanks Nurse Morgan. Please get me an accurate reading with a measuring tape."

"Yes, doctor," Nurse Morgan said.

That was just an excuse for the young man to continue handling the boy's balls, but shy Jason Cooper had no idea what was going on but as a well brought up boy had total faith in the medical profession.

"Penis length is 11 cm [4.5"], doctor," Nurse Scott reported as he handled the boy's hard cocklet, "Penis girth is 8 cm [3"]."

Dr Jones took the boy's lovely soon to be pubescent rod and with index finger and thumb, pulled Jason's foreskin down to fully release the head. Jason's dick-head spurted a huge dollop of pre-cum, and Jason felt himself turn red, but said nothing, and apparently nobody seemed to notice again.

"Thanks, nurse Scott. Please get me an accurate measurement of his corona glandis," Dr Jones requested.

Nurse Scott took the boy's glans in his index and thumb as he 'tried' to measure the circumference of Jason's glans around the corona, 'struggling' with the measuring tape he continued to stimulate the head of the boy's sensitive uncut rod.

"Corona Glandis measures 8.2 cm [3.25"], doctor," Scott reported.

"Sounds about right," Dr Jones said.

"Testicles measure 1.8 cm [0.75"] in length, 1.3 cm [0.5"] in width, doctor," Nurse Morgan reported.

"Very good," Dr Jones said and addressed Jason, "I'm now going to test for Sexually Transmitted diseases, Jason," Dr Jones said.

Jason wanted to argue and tell the doctor he didn't have any, but the man was a professional in his field and he knew best, so the young boy remained silent while the men kept fondling his privates.

"I'm going to conduct the test by inserting this swab in your urethral canal," Jones said, "this won't hurt. It might feel a bit cold though."

"Okay," Jason Cooper replied.

Dr Jones proceeded to open the boy's meatus and with no further warning, inserted the cotton swab a good 3cm [1.2"] inside the boy's urethra. The doctor did not explain that for such tests, he only had to place the swab at the entrance of the boy's meatus and certainly not more than 1 cm [0.4"] in. The boy would learn soon enough that men would do things to his body for their amusement not for his benefit. Jason gasped as his cock throbbed against his will. All attendees at the physical were now sporting huge hard-ons under their clothing, but Jason wasn't even looking, feeling a heat unlike anything he'd felt before as all three men manipulated his balls, dick and dick-head and a swab was inserted up his pee hole.

"Doctor?" Jason gasped.

Dr Jones ignored the boy and carried on with his 'sample collection', rubbing the cotton swab in circles inside Jason's dick, knowing very well what feelings he was causing. After a two minute swab torture, he removed the swab –Jason's cock producing more pre-cum- and placed it inside a tube.

"Doctor? I-I need to p-pee," Jason begged.

"Just two more samples to go, Jason," he explained ignoring Jason's statement, and the boy nodded reluctantly.

Dr Jones got another cotton swab, this one larger than any Jason had seen before. It was covered in a transparent gel. Dr Jones explained the gel was meant to capture any microbes inside his penis, should there be any. Dr Jones opened the boy's meatus again, this time squeezing harder on the boy's cock than he needed to open the meatus, and inserted it even further than the last swab, rubbing it in circles. Jason felt the same funny feelings inside his cock while he desperately tried to hold the pee inside his bladder as the doctor collected his sample. Dr Jones held the boy-stick steady and, as he twirled the swab inside it, he pushed it further in until 6 cm [2.5"] of the rod were inside the boy's urethra.

"Doctor, I re-ally ne-eed …" Jason begged.

"Hold it, Jason," Dr Jones said in a more severe tone and the boy complied, "Nurse Morgan, please assess Jason's testicles, we need to look for any sign of abnormalities."

"Yes, doctor," Kenneth Morgan replied, his cock now seriously threatening to show through his scrubs.

Felix Jones started moving the swab in and out of Jason's urethral canal as he twisted it around in circles as Kenneth openly fondled the boy's lovely nuts, moving them around, feeling them, slightly squeezing them, cupping them together. After three minutes of the ball abuse and the swab torture, Dr Jones removed the item and placed it inside another test tube.

"Doc-doctor, I-I …" the boy cried, in pain at holding his pee inside.

"Just one more sample, Jason," the doctor said grinning at the boy, "and then we'll collect your urine sample. Hold on just a bit more. Lay your head back and breathe. Closing your eyes might help."

"Okay, doctor," Jason replied and did as instructed.

Dr Felix Jones took the tool for the last 'sample'. This was not a cotton swab, but a thin ribbed metal sound, with which he planned to make Jason's pleasure/desperation torture even more unbearable. He covered the sound in lubricating gel and took hold of the boy's lovely helmet-shaped cock-head. Squeezing on the red helmet, he opened the now slightly irritated dick-lips and pushed in a good 2cm [0.8"] of the metal sound. Jason didn't open his eyes as the doctor collected the new sample, but this swab felt a lot different, the previous two sensations were not even half of what this new swab was making him feel. He desperately needed to pee, but he did not want to look like a whiny brat. Felix Jones pushed all 10 cm [4.0"]of the thin ribbed sound as he moved it in circles inside the boy's urethral canal.

Andrew Murphy, President of the school's PTA, was so horny he couldn't hide it anymore. This was the third physical he had attended today, having joined Coach Wright's inner circle just about three months ago. The handsome thirty seven year old had found out about Coach Wright's activities as he accidentally found a communiqué meant for Andy, his ten year old son, who attended the school. Instead of getting angry, he'd gotten hard. After jerking off over the communiqué, Andrew Murphy had gone to the Academy and spoken frankly to Coach Wright, saying he wanted in. For a trial to see if he could be trusted, Coach Wright had made Andrew Murphy blow and be blown by his own son Andy which had been recorded. Once his loyalty had been proven, the man had been made President of the PTA.

Jason's urethral sounding –or third sample- took a lot longer than the previous two. Dr Jones explained to the boy this was a deeper sample and thus more delicate to obtain. Five minutes of fucking the boy's pee hole as Kenneth fondled, squeezed and abused the boy's nuts inviting Adam to check things out for a second opinion was just too much for a twelve year old who had just discovered masturbation two months before.

"Doc-tor, I re-really need t-to p-pee," Jason pleaded feeling unable to hold it in anymore.

"Nurse Scott," Dr Jones said as he removed the metal sound and placed it inside the third test tube, "please bring the sterile cups to collect Jason's urine."

Dr Jones asked Jason to stand up so his urine could be collected, but Jason looked apprehensively at the man, his thin rod oozing pre-cum like there was no tomorrow. Jason knew the doctor should have noticed by now, but, maybe it was normal? He stood and got the cup, but there was no way he would be able to pee into the plastic cup given the fact that his dick was pointed upwards. He looked at Dr Jones, Nurse Morgan and Nurse Scott blushed and embarrassed.

"Doctor," he said shyly, "I don't think I can pee into the cup …"

Dr Jones looked at the kid pretending not to understand and Nurse Adam Scott spoke for him, "I think it's because of his erection doctor." taking hold of the boy's dick and waggling it to demonstrate.

Jason blushed more than ever, his slightly tanned face turning as red as a beet.

"Doctor?" Kenneth said.

"Yes, Nurse Morgan?"

"I think I have an idea, sir," he said following the scripted plan for every physical.

"Go on," Dr Jones replied.

"If he goes on all fours on the bed, we could collect his urine with the suction sterile cups. That way it wouldn't be uncomfortable for Jason."

"It does sound like a good idea. Nurse Morgan," Felix Jones said turning to Adam, "would you be so kind as to fetch us a set of sterile suction urine cups?"

"Yes, doctor," Adam Scott said and walked away.

"Jason, please get back on the bed. On all fours. Facing this way please."

Jason Cooper felt horribly humiliated as he positioned himself on all fours facing all the audience. Sitting from left to right were Coach Wright, Principal Sanders, Dale and Matthew Robbins, Dean Hill, Elijah Peterson and Mister Andrew Murphy. He couldn't think of anything more embarrassing than to have to pee like a bitch, on all fours, as all these important people looked at him, people who would decide his fate. His bladder was about to give and he felt tears well up in his eyes, completely sure that his face was red beyond belief. While the audience in the Coach's Office were missing out on being in the room, for compensation they got views from the front and back and could focus in on the boy's bum and balls.

"Here they are, doctor," Nurse Scott said.

"Thank you, Nurse Scott. Nurse Morgan, would you please help me collect Jason's urine while Nurse Scott places the penile samples on the UV unit?"

"Of course, doctor," Nurse Kenneth Morgan said.

The blond man positioned himself on Jason's right side. Passing his left arm between the boy's legs, he took hold of Jason's still rock-hard cocklet. Jason blushed even more. With his right hand, the nurse took the 'urine cup' and placed it next to the boy's cock-head. The cup had a capacity of 50 ml [1.7fl oz], and a suction entrance on top, like that on a vacuum pump, and Kenneth pushed the boy's cock-head through the suction hole. Jason gasped as his cock-head entered the cup and the suction ring tightened around his glans' neck.

"You may urinate now," Kenneth said and Jason did as instructed, letting go of his sphincter.

As the cup started filling with Jason's urine, the vacuum created inside started sucking on the boy's cock-head. Jason's dick was getting even harder, the boy almost unable to hold himself still anymore. He felt so embarrassed, so embarrassed that the doctor and nurses' manipulations were making him hard and he regretted more than ever having watched porn all afternoon long. Poor Jason didn't know he'd been under a cocktail of sexual stimulants for a week now and that, no matter how hard he tried, his erection would not subside.

"The cup is almost filled, doctor," Kenneth reported.

"Place another one," Dr Jones replied.

Kenneth asked Jason to hold his pee again and removed the cup producing a popping sound. Jason felt like his cock-head was going to be torn away from his cock, but did not voice his discomfort. Kenneth placed a new urine cup, Jason's cock-head was sucked inside the container again and he immediately released a new amount of pee.

"The cup is almost filled, sir," Morgan reported again.

"Place another one, nurse," Dr Jones said, "we need to collect all his urine.

When the second cup was removed, Jason felt the suction on his cock-head again. It was too much, his cock felt raw and hypersensitive, but he still needed to pee. A third cup was then positioned and removed. Given the amount of water the boy had ingested before the physical, Dr Jones imagined the boy was holding around 600 ml [20fl oz] of urine inside. At a rate of 50 ml [1.7fl oz] per cup, he'd be using at least 11 plastic suction cups. By the end of the 'urine sample', the boy-stick was going to be red, sore and very oversensitive. A fourth cup was placed. A fifth one. A sixth one. By the seventh urine cup, Jason felt like his cock was on fire and worried he would cum if the suction carried on. The audience couldn't have been more delighted at the boy's ordeal, but Jason couldn't bear to see his audience, he had his eyes shut tight. Good Nurse Morgan was holding Jason's cocklet steady, at times squeezing lightly on the stem or rubbing up and down, but Jason didn't seem to notice, worried as he was by the sensations on his dick-head and this seemingly unending pee.

Jason was gasping as the last cup –the thirteenth one- was nearly filled with the last of his urine. Andrew Murphy, Coach Wright and Dean Hill had huge pre-cum stains on their pants, their hard-ons evident between their legs. Nurse Morgan squeezed the boy's dick from the base of the shaft to the bottle opening several times as he explained to Jason it was to force the last drops out. Jason didn't care anymore; all he wanted was for this embarrassing physical to come to an end.

"We're done, doctor," Kenneth informed the room.

"Good," Dr Jones said, "Jason, lie on your back, please. We're just missing your prostate exam and this will be over."

"Okay, doctor," Jason said glad that the ordeal was almost over.

"Nurse Scott," Dr Jones said, "please offer our guests a drink while we finish."

"Yes, doctor," Adam Scott said and walked away.

Unfortunately Jason didn't know that the prostate exam was done through his ass, so he relaxed thinking the most embarrassing experience of his young life was nearly done. Dr Jones asked Jason to spread his legs as he squirted some sort of gel on his right index and middle fingers as he explained how he would be performing the test. Jason felt more embarrassed and humiliated than he'd been already, but he told himself this was all medical and once over he'd get his scholarship. Dr Jones asked Jason to relax as he started rubbing the boy's virgin boy-hole in circles. Jason breathed deeply. The doctor asked Jason to push as if he was taking a dump and as the boy did it Felix Jones' long and thick index finger went all the way inside the boy's ass. Jason gasped and looked at the audience having their drinks. Funny, he thought, the cups the men were drinking from looked a lot like the urine cups. How strange they should use the same things but perhaps there weren't any glasses in the examination room?

Coach Wright drank delightedly from the cup, tasting Jason Cooper's pee for the first time. Coach Wright loved introducing boys to the world of water-sports and a boy's healthy recently pumped urine was much more to his taste than a glass of the finest wine. Andrew Murphy felt his own cock twitch as he drank Jason's pee, a lot stronger than Andy's, his son. He was certainly hoping he'd get to sample it from the 'bottle' soon enough.

"Nurse Morgan," Dr Jones said, "Please help me double check for abnormalities in Jason's chest."

"Yes, doctor," Kenneth Morgan said and went to stimulate the boy's nipples, rubbing, softly touching, softly squeezing and making sure to always rub the hardened nipples. As Jason's nipples were stimulated by Nurse Morgan, Dr Jones found the boy's prostate and started rubbing on it.

"Doctor," Nurse Scott said from the side.

"Yes, Nurse Scott?"

"Jason's penile micro sample three is inconclusive, sir."

"Oh, no!" Dr Jones said pretending to be annoyed, "We're gonna have to retake it."

Jason's eyes opened wide, there was no way in hell he could take it again, but Dr Jones instructed Nurse Scott to perform the sampling while he checked the boy's prostate and testicles for abnormalities. As Felix Jones openly finger fucked Jason's ass rubbing and pushing at his prostate, and tugged and squeezed at the boy's lovely nuts, he called for the audience to approach so they could see what a pair of healthy testicles looked like. Dr Jones explained to all attendees the importance of testicle touch to identify abnormalities and invited them to feel how a pair of healthy testicles felt to the touch.

Principal Sanders was the first to sample the boy's testicles, rubbing and squeezing with both hands as Kenneth Morgan stimulated the boy's nipples. Jason Cooper was embarrassed beyond belief and tried to remain sane despite all the touching. Nurse Scott took hold of the boy's cock-head and pushed the ribbed sound all the way down. Counselor Bruce Kerrigan was the second to try Jason's lovely nuts. Kerrigan was particularly fond of mistreating the balls of boys, so he was a bit more aggressive in his 'assessment' of Jason's small baby makers. Soon all the attendees were fondling his nuts as the doctor checked on his prostate and Scott took the penile sample. It was just too much for the poor boy he no longer knew who was touching him but within five minutes of being stimulated by all the men attending, several hands sampling his balls, as Dean Hill held his cock so Nurse Scott could continue to sample the insides of his pubescent rod, Jason grunted and, as experienced Nurse Adam Scott removed the sound,his cocklet released the first jet of pubescent spunk.

Andrew Muprhy came in his underwear and so did Elijah Peterson.

"Oh, my, Jason!" Dr Jones said feigning annoyance and surprise.

Jason Cooper had never felt so humiliated in his life, but even as Dr Jones and the other members of the audience reacted with feigned shock, his rod continued to spurt cum, jet after jet of healthy twelve year older spunk. Dean Hill was the slowest to let go continuing to stroke the boy. Finally even his hand had been removed from Jason's body, but as he continued to cum, Jason felt the tears of shame now running down his cheeks. He saw all the men were looking at him with disgust and disapproval as his cum started collecting on his abdominal region, his cocklet still spurting to finish his orgasm at a total of 12 contractions. Once his orgasm subsided, Jason Cooper started whimpering, he had no idea all the men were secretly delighted and he was not alone in recently having cum.

"Jason," Dr Jones said, "Don't be embarrassed, after all, with all the hormones of puberty, it is only normal that you might have reached an orgasm. It isn't that uncommon, so please relax."

Jason nodded but tears were still running down his cheeks.

"You're among friends," black and tall Dean Hill said patting the boy's right leg, "Don't be embarrassed. This incident will remain between us. Right, everyone?"

All attendees nodded and Jason felt a bit relieved perhaps his hope of a scholarship was not gone, but he was still humiliated he had cum before all of the school's authorities. Dr Jones asked Nurses Scott and Morgan to help the boy as he left the room with the rest of the audience. Nurse Scott took sanitizing wipes and started cleaning the boy's torso, as Kenneth Morgan wiped the pubescent rod which was still hard, giving Jason post-cum torment. Jason Cooper didn't even complain as he was too embarrassed and let the nurses clean him.

"Okay, Jason," Kenneth said as he and Nurse Scott left the room, "You're good to go. You can dress now."

Jason Cooper dressed in his soccer uniform minus his briefs which had disappeared he knew not where and walked outside the examination room. Outside he ran into all the attendees to his test. Weird, he thought, many of them were hard under their pants. No, he was imagining things because he was embarrassed. No, he wasn't imagining things; the stain in Mister Murphy's pants was clearly cum … wasn't it? No, it couldn't be. He was humiliated because he had cum during his physical and he was imagining things, the St Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen was a great institution and the one who could shift his future through a sports scholarship. He had to stop being an idiot. It had been a physical and he was just being silly. Wasn't he?

Chapter 4
Boy deserves a second chance

Jason Cooper was waiting in a small classroom along with all the other candidates applying for a scholarship. Namely twelve year-old Jimmy Lewis; eleven year-old Benjamin Collins, Joshua Roberts and Andrew Jenkins; ten year-old Tony Bianchi, and eight year-old Scotty Clark. They had all been told to gather in the room at 11:00 so they could receive the verdict from the School Board whether they had obtained a scholarship. Most of the boys were chitchatting with each other save for Jason, who still felt overwhelmed and embarrassed for having cum during his physical. Little did the boy know all successful candidates had cum at the expert hands of the staff perverts, even little Scotty Clark who had managed to dry cum twice.

Coach Wright entered the room followed by Dr Felix Jones, Principal Michael Sanders, Dean Jeremy Hill, Counselor Bruce Kerrigan, President of the PTA Andrew Murphy and President of the Board of Students Elijah Peterson. All of them stood behind the desk to deliver the news, but it was Coach Wright who spoke, "Okay, everyone, after an intense week of sports trials and physicals, I'm here to announce those candidates who have been granted a scholarship to study at the St Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen."

All the boys seemed to hold their breath and Coach Wright's 'inner circle' smiled, knowing what fate awaited the successful boys.

"From Curtis Middle school, granted a scholarship Andrew Jenkins," Coach Wright said, "Please approach the board."

Eleven year-old Andrew Jenkins stood from his chair to receive his document, which he got from Coach Wright, who also gave him a huge hug in congratulations. The rest of the Board did the same, hugging and patting the boy's back, as they would do with each of the kids granted a scholarship. Andrew Jenkins was a beauty, slim, a good 1.50 m of height with dark wavy hair, small dark eyes, a turned up nose and red thin lips. Andrew Murphy felt his cock twitch inside his pants as his turn came to congratulate the boy.

"From Broad Rock Middle School, granted a scholarship, Tony Bianchi."

"From Lincoln Middle School, granted a Scholarship, Benjamin Collins."

Eleven year old Benjamin stood and went to receive his document. Benjamin Collins was slim, maybe 1.45 in height. He had short wavy dark hair and an olive complexion. He had almond-shaped green-hazel eyes, a Greek nose and full pink lips. Elijah Peterson paid special attention to Benjamin's round bubble butt and 'accidentally' brushed it as he congratulated the boy.

"From Thompson Elementary School, granted a Scholarship Scotty Clark."

Eight year old Scotty Clark jumped from his seat, a huge smile on his lips as he received the document.

"For lack of discipline, namely orgasming during trial week and before their physicals, Joshua Roberts and Jimmy Lewis have been denied a Scholarship."

Both twelve year-old Jimmy Lewis and eleven year-old Joshua Roberts turned red as beets as everyone in the room turned to look at them. If there was something Ernie really enjoyed was causing a boy to blush in humiliation, and he took every opportunity he got for it.

"Jason Cooper," Coach Wright added, "You have not been granted a Scholarship but the Board would like to have a word with you as soon as everyone leaves the room."

Jason Cooper nodded. Why had he not got his scholarship, he was sure he had outdone himself during soccer and the other trials and he had not orgasmed even when he had wanted to. Was it possible that this had to do with the embarrassing situation of having cum during the physical? But they had all said not to worry afterwards. What had he done wrong?

The other boys left the room, four very happy and two so worried whether everyone they knew including parents, siblings and teachers were going to know why they had failed to get a scholarship. They would be told that it would be kept a secret from everyone. The Academy would say they had not quite made the grade unless there were questions about their trials when everyone would have to be told the real reason. So it was up to them.

Coach Wright called Jason up and asked the Board members to form a half circle of chairs around him. Jason was as nervous as he'd ever been as he was surrounded by the board members almost within touching distance wishing like hell the whole situation was over with. Once every board member had taken a seat, Dr Felix Jones spoke.

"Jason," he said, "first of all, the whole board would like you to know your soccer trials were nothing short of spectacular, and every single member of the board is impressed with your performance."

"Thank you," shy Jason Cooper said and partially grinned as he nodded.

"There's a situation, however, that requires our attention," Dr Jones paused for effect and continued, "Your physical results turned up inconclusive …"

"How …"

"Do not interrupt," Coach Wright said.

"I'm sorry, sir," Jason replied.

Coach Wright felt his cock stir as Jason called him 'sir' and nodded to the doctor to continue.

"Your samples for STDs, Jason, alerted us to the possibility of a sexual disease."

Jason Cooper's eyes opened wide, that could not be true!

"But, doctor," Jason said, "That's not possible, I-I am …"

"Yes, Jason? You are what?" Coach Wright asked.

Jason Cooper felt the eyes of every Board member fall on him and felt even more embarrassed than when he'd cum during his physical, because he had to say it, he had to say he was a still a virgin.

"I-I … uh …"

"We don't have all day, Jason," Coach Wright said harshly.

"Coach, please," Felix Jones said, "there's no need to be so rough on the kid."

This was a common tactic used by members of staff to unsettle and manipulate the boys. Jones and Wright were playing good cop-bad cop to mess with Jason further and get him to trust Dr Jones. Jason immediately felt the doctor was on his side

"I am a virgin, doctor," the boy found the courage to say the words even when he was red as a tomato, "So I can't have a sexual disease."

"Tests don't lie," Coach Wright said, "Maybe you do?"

"Coach if you cannot behave better towards the boy, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave," Dr Jones said following the script.

"Fine," Coach Wright said, "but pampering a sportsman does not build character. There are lots of other boys who would do anything for a chance to come to this school. We have already awarded one more scholarship than we usually do. Why waste our time on a dirty boy who has no control and lies to us, who will only let us down."

Dr Felix Jones turned towards the Principal, and the bull of a bald man stood from his place and spoke in his baritone voice.

"Coach Wright, please remove yourself from the meeting. We'll let you know later the decision of the board."

"Fine, have it your way!" Coach Ernie Wright said and left the room slamming the door hard on his way out.

Jason Cooper was in shock and suddenly felt tears welling up in his eyes. But he was not gonna cry, he was not going to embarrass himself anymore. Once massive Coach Wright had left the room, Dr Jones turned back to the boy.

"There is, however, something we can do," the doctor continued, "We could send you home for the weekend, and bring you back on Monday to undergo a series of tests for a full week."

"What tests, doctor?" the boy asked beginning to have a little hope

"You will need to remain on campus for a full week. During this week your diet will be closely supervised to ensure it's not a matter of eating habits," Dr Jones said.

"Okay," Jason replied eagerly.

"You will also undergo an hour of physical training a day, under Coach Wright or his assistants to boost your health," Felix Jones added.

"Sure."

"And finally," the perverted doctor said, "undergo a physical examination on a daily basis until your tests show up negative."

"My tests?" Jason Cooper queried, but guessing what the tests were.

"Yes, Jason. We would have to take penile samples again."

Jason Cooper turned red as a beet, but found the composure to ask.

"Okay," Jason said indicating he was following, "Will my father be informed?"

"We will have to inform him, yes," Dr Jones said.

Jason Cooper started sweating, what would his father say if he knew the reason why his son had not been granted a scholarship? He couldn't let that happen, his father was so proud of him as he was of his brothers! There was no way he could know, even if the next test was negative. The whole thing was just so embarrassing it felt unreal. Jason pleaded, "Isn't there anyway he couldn't be told, I'd do anything. I really want to come here but I don't want my dad to know about the bad results."

"Doctor," Counselor Kerrigan said.

"Yes, Counselor?"

"I think I have an idea, could we discuss it with the board?"

"I consent," Dr Jones said.

All members of the board left the room asking Jason to remain while they brought the matter under deliberation. Dr Jones said it was also a good opportunity for Jason to ponder whether he still wanted to be granted a scholarship. Poor Jason Cooper felt like he was going to die. He couldn't afford to lose this scholarship and he couldn't let his father know the embarrassing reason why. Truth, he had never had sex with anyone, why would his test show that he had? Maybe there was a different reason for the result? What if his tests were showing something that looked like a sexual disease? He wasn't making any sense, but he didn't know what else to think. One thing he did know was that he was not going to let go of any possibility, however small, of getting the sports scholarship even though Coach Wright was against him.

Around twenty minutes later the board members came back into the room. They took their seats as they came in, all of them looking intently at Jason Cooper who was still standing in the exact same spot looking the picture of misery with the weight of the world on his shoulders.

"Jason," Dr Jones said, "we have discussed and considered presenting you with an alternate option suggested by Counselor Kerrigan,"

"Yes, doctor," Jason said eagerly.

"Counselor Kerrigan noticed your worry and discomfort when I mentioned informing your father about it, so he has come up with this solution we have discussed," Dr Jones said, "Instead of sending you home over the weekend, we could ask you to remain on campus while your tests are conducted. What Counselor Kerrigan has suggested is that we inform your father that your performance was so good we want to add an additional week of trials and practice for you."

Jason nodded indicating he was following. The board members could see the boy was beginning to get hopeful.

"This way, we could save you the embarrassment of your father knowing the reason why you would remain."

Jason nodded eagerly again.

"This, of course," said Principal Sanders, "is on the understanding that you would have to remain quiet as well as to the real reason why you are staying one more week."

"You'd lie for me?" Jason said.

"I wouldn't say lie," Counselor Kerrigan intervened, "I would say 'bend the truth a bit'. You see, Jason, we are very interested in you becoming a part of the school because you show a lot of promise. And we do believe that supporting our boys is paramount. I am very sure that tests will turn out negative under a strict diet and exercise program."

"You see, we want to save you the embarrassment of your father knowing this uncomfortable fact. We do understand how embarrassing it must be for someone to disappoint his family," Andrew Murphy added, using the appropriate words to humiliate the boy once again, "If you remain, it will be easier for all of those involved."

"This, of course," Dr Jones continued, "relies on you agreeing to be re-tested. If you don't, there's always the possibility of applying next school year, and we wouldn't blame you if …"

"No!" Jason interrupted the doctor and all attendees turned to look at him, "I mean, sorry, I mean no, I don't want to wait another year. I can do this, I know I can."

"So, does that mean you agree?" Principal Sanders asked with a sinister grin on his round face.

Jason Cooper looked at every board member in the eye in turns. He knew these men were trying to help him and he felt suddenly protected, he felt like he belonged in the Academy. Yes, his test had shown some funny results, but he was sure there was another explanation. These men had been impressed with him and were trying to help him, they would even lie to avoid him being embarrassed by his dad knowing and they did want him on the soccer team. There was no way he could say no. How bad could it be? The whole physical had been not so bad until he'd screwed up by cumming, but these men didn't even mind, they didn't even mention the fact and he felt thankful for that.

"Jason?" Dr Jones pushed.

Jason Cooper cleared his throat before speaking, nervous as he was, "First I'd like to thank you all," he said genuinely moved and oblivious to the plans these men had for him, "for this opportunity. I know I've screwed up, but I'm willing to show you I'm the boy you want."

All Board members shared the same sensation in their crotch as the boy spoke, because he was indeed a boy they wanted, though in ways Jason Cooper couldn't even imagine.

"So, yes," the boy said, "I agree."

"Very well," Dr Jones said, "then we'll make the phone call and inform your father. In the meantime, I'd like you to report to Gregory Bennet, my medical assistant. He'll give you some instructions on the procedures to be followed during the next week."

"Yes, doctor," Jason Cooper said and stood up from his place. As he walked outside, he turned to face the board again, "And thank you all, once again."

"It's our pleasure," Counselor Kerrigan said, knowing it was indeed their pleasure that was at stake.

Once the boy had left, Coach Wright came back into the room, since he'd been listening from behind a back door. Felix Jones asked Elijah Peterson to leave the meeting. The red-haired sixteen year old President of the Board of students hated being removed from meetings, but there was stuff the senior members still didn't trust him with. Truth was Elijah had proven more than once to be a reliable horny boy, but there was adult stuff he wasn't let into. Once Elijah had left, Coach Ernie Wright turned towards the other board members. They were all showing similar grins on their faces, as well as evident hard-ons.

"So, your impressions, gentlemen?" Coach Wright asked.

"It couldn't have been easier," Felix Jones replied and grinned at Coach Wright.

"The boy is certainly gullible," Principal Michael Sanders added, "he was manipulated rather easily."

"Like every boy his age," Counselor Bruce Kerrigan said, "he needs a sense of belonging which we are providing. By 'supporting' him, we have started creating a bond of trust with him. If everything goes according to plan, we'll have him in our pockets within the week."

"I agree, counselor," Coach Wright said, "Jason Cooper has been definitely easier to convince than other boys before. I am certain we have acquired a boy we'll certainly enjoy very much and I am very sure he will be very keen to get back into my good books but he will have to work very hard to do so." Coach grinned at the other members of the board.

All board members agreed and grinned at each other. Each one of the attendees to the meeting was now sporting a boner under his clothes, some of them even exhibiting pre-cum stains on their pants at the prospect of having gullible Jason Cooper as part of the select group of boys favored by Coach Wright and his Inner Circle at the St Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen. Well, now that everything is taken care of," Andrew Murphy said, "I think I'm gonna head home."

"Can't wait to get your son's mouth around your cock?" Dean Jeremy Hill asked and grinned.

"Well," Andrew Murphy said, "I've been rock hard for a while, so I do need a cum dumpster. And we all know how good Andy is at giving head."

"Lucky for you to have a son," Bruce Kerrigan said and laughed.

"I know."

"Maybe we should pay you a visit tonight," Principal Sanders said squeezing his rock hard cock.

Andrew Murphy turned to Coach Wright waiting for his opinion on the matter. Like every other member of the Inner Circle, Murphy knew who the man in charge was; everyone knew it was Ernie Wright who made plans and the one to give the orders.

"We still have things to discuss," Coach Wright said nodding to Andrew Murphy, "and we could certainly make use of Andy's oral abilities. We have very few boys who can accommodate large cocks as well as your son does. So I agree with Michael, we should pay you a visit tonight."

All board members turned to look at Andrew Murphy, whose pants showed a rather indiscreet pre-cum stain. The man grinned and nodded as he too squeezed his own cock. If there was something Andrew Murphy loved more than using his eleven year old son, was seeing him being used by others, especially if those others had massive cocks, like Coach Wright and Principal Sanders did.

"My house is yours, Ernie," Andrew Murphy said, "and so is my son."

"Very well, then," Ernie Wright said, "We'll meet tonight at your place. Now, if you'll excuse me, gentlemen, I have a phone call to make. Enjoy the rest of your day."

Chapter 5
Cry me a Golden River

Lovely Jason Cooper knocked on Felix Jones' office door and waited. A minute later, the door opened and Nurse Kenneth Morgan appeared behind the door. Jason felt himself blush, remembering the male nurse had been there during his embarrassing physical. But then again, so had the rest of the board members and they hadn't made a fuss about it, actually, everyone seemed to either have forgotten or not having minded.

"Hey, Jason!" the young nurse said and offered his hand.

"Hi," Jason Cooper replied shaking the nurse's hand,

"Dr Bennet will be with you in no time. Please have a seat."

Jason sat before the doctor's desk and waited as Nurse Kenneth disappeared through the door to the examination room. A couple minutes later a nurse came from the same door, but this one Jason had not seen before. The man was a tall and chubby nurse. He had short blonde military style hair, small hooded gray eyes, a turned up nose and a dimpled chin.

"Hello," he said offering his hand, "I'm Nurse Chad Henderson."

"Hello," the boy replied, "I'm Jason Cooper."

"I know," the young man said and smiled, "Dr Bennet has asked me to get you ready while he finishes with a patient, so follow me buddy."

Jason stood up from his chair and followed the chubby nurse through a different door into a different examination room. Once in the room, Nurse Henderson asked him to undress and sit on a funny looking chair. Jason had never seen a gynecological chair, so he really didn't know what it was meant for. Nurse Sanders put sterile gloves on as he smiled at Jason.

"Okay, buddy," the chub said, "for the following procedure, which Dr Bennet will explain as he comes in, I need to sanitize your genital and anal region, okay?"

"Okay," Jason said sighing.

"Relax, buddy," the man said, "you're among buddies, okay?"

"Okay," Jason said again.

Nurse Chad Henderson brought a surgical table and positioned the gynecological chair in such a fashion that Jason's legs were stretched open wide. From the table, he took a gel of sorts and started applying it to Jason Cooper's flaccid stick. Jason Cooper's pecker started engorging very quickly, courtesy of the sexual stimulants he'd been fed all week long without his knowledge. As the boy-stick started getting hard, Henderson felt his own cock start engorging as well, for the boy's rod was a lovely tapered stick, and Chad Henderson loved tapered-shaped boy-cocks. Taking his sweet time, the nurse waited until the boy was fully hard, before pulling the foreskin back. Jason Cooper's dick was definitely beautiful, Henderson thought as he peeled the foreskin, releasing a helmet shaped light pink cock-head. Jason's cock-head was a beautiful shade of pink with a vermilion glans ridge.

"Are you okay, Jason?" Nurse Henderson asked as he heard the boy's labored breathing.

"I-I am," he said.

"Are you embarrassed because your penis got erect so quickly?" the man asked trying to embarrass the boy a bit more.

Jason felt his face blush at the man's question as his dick was being manipulated and he couldn't think of what to say, so he just looked into the man's gray eyes.

"Don't feel embarrassed," Henderson said as he explained, "an erection is a very common reaction when one's penis is handled."

"Even if your penis is handled by a guy?" Jason asked in confusion.

Chad Henderson chuckled at the question, knowing now manipulating the boy would be easy, "Yes. You see, touching your penis makes it go hard because it doesn't know if it's a woman or a man touching it. A penis is full of nerves which react to the touch by filling with blood and becoming erect."

"So, if I get hard when you touch me, I'm not a faggot?" Jason asked still genuinely worried that his dick reacted to the touch of the twenty six year old nurse.

"No, you are not," Chad Henderson said and chuckled again, still 'sanitizing' the boy's penis.

"Okay," Jason said and sighed again.

Nurse Henderson applied some more gel, this time on the lovely pink helmet, and started rubbing about, especially on the boy's glans ridge and the frenulum, giving poor Jason Cooper the most disturbing sensations a twelve year older with no sexual experience could feel. He then moved to 'sanitizing' Jason's balls with the same gel. Jason Cooper's rod was hard beyond belief as the chubby nurse handled his privates. He felt more relaxed now that the young man had told him it was normal for him to be hard, but he still felt confused that it could feel so good being touched by someone else, especially considering that someone was a man. An adult man at that. Why did he feel this way?

When Nurse Henderson started 'sanitizing' the boy's anus, Dr Gregory Bennet walked into the room with a young boy walking in front of him. Chad had two fingers up the boy's ass and Jason was hard as a rock, face flushed as he observed the nurse 'cleaning' his poop-shoot.

"That will be all, Keith," the doctor said and the dark haired boy nodded.

Keith Wilson, an eleven year old member of the swimming team, nodded and walked away. It was such a good thing Jason was really busy observing Nurse Henderson manipulating him or he would've noticed the squirt of Dr Bennet's cum rolling down the boy's chin and the wet stain on the boy's tight short pants.

"Hello, Jason," the doctor said, "I'm Dr Gregory Bennet, Dr Jones' medical assistant."

Jason turned and looked at the man. Dr Bennet was nothing like Jason would've imagined the man would look. He was very young for starters, and very tall and muscular for a doctor. He had very short red hair and a thin chin strap beard on a dimpled chin. He had down turned hazel eyes and a very open smile.

"Hello, doctor," the boy said breathing heavily due to the prostatic stimulation he was receiving without knowing what it was.

"First, let me tell you Dr Jones and the board speak very highly of you."

"Th-they d-do?" Jason asked in surprise.

"Yes. You should know," the young doctor continued, "this is the first time they make an exception with a scholarship."

"I-I did-n't kno-ow …"

"You should feel very special, Jason," the doctor said, "I don't think they have ever given four scholarships before in one go and if you get yours that will be five. Secondly usually whatever Coach Wright says goes so for the board to stand up to him means they must think a lot of you. So just do everything you can to make sure you get the right results and you'll be in. Then you will just have to get Coach Wright on your side and everything will be fine," he smiled and added, "I am sure you will work out a way to do that."

Nurse Chad snorted as the doctor went on to say,"Now, let me explain to you the procedure we'll be performing today."

Jason nodded as Chad Henderson went to 'clean' his dick-head a second time, just to be on the safe side.

"To make sure we eliminate any possibility of anything contaminating your tests," the red-haired doctor said, "We will first flush your bladder clean."

Jason nodded as if he understood, but he had no idea what was being proposed.

"Nurse Henderson," Dr Bennet said, "Would you bring 100 ml of U R bladder drinkable solution, please."

"Yes, doctor," Chad Henderson said and walked away.

"Flushing your bladder might be a bit uncomfortable, but it's not really painful, ok?" Dr Bennet said.

Dr Bennet explained to poor Jason Cooper that he'd be inserting a catheter through his urethra so he could fill his bladder with the solution intended to clean it. As he explained, he showed the boy the tool and Jason's eyes opened wide. There was no way he was going to be able to get that plastic tube inside his dick, but the doctor explained he would do it slowly and carefully so as to hurt him as little as possible. He said he had heard Jason was a tough soccer player so he was sure he would be able to cope with a bit of discomfort. Coach Wright only liked tough boys so he would like to be able to report how brave Jason had been.

Nurse Chad Henderson heard Bennet's voice in the distance –from the bathroom- as he prepared the 'bladder drinkable solution'. For that purpose, the chubby nurse took a 250 ml bottle water and emptied its contents in the sink. Once emptied, he walked to the toilet and pulled his scrubs down, exposing his semi-hard pre-cum oozing cock. He placed the bottle under his pee slit and let go of his bladder. When the bottle was halfway through, he placed it aside and finished peeing.

When Chad Henderson went back to the 'examination room', Dr Bennet was preparing the rosebud sound to dilate Jason's urethral canal.

"Here's the solution you requested, doctor," Henderson said handing Dr Bennet the bottle with his still warm piss.

"Thank you, nurse," the red-haired said, "Please help me strap Jason to the chair."

Dr Bennet had explained to Jason that, since the catheterizing of his bladder was a delicate procedure, they would need to strap him to the chair so his body would be immobile, preventing possible accidents when inserting the tube. Jason had nodded and sighed. So Nurse Henderson proceeded to strap the boy down. The gynecological chair had been adapted for the purpose, so the only thing the nurse had to do was pull up the leather straps to secure the boy. He started by strapping Jason's wrists and forearms, moved to strapping the boy's chest and waist, to finish by securing the boy's thighs and ankles. Jason Cooper sighed, afraid of the 'medical' procedure he was about to undergo, but he tried to relax as he was strapped to the chair.

"Jason is secured, doctor," Chad Henderson said.

"Thank you nurse, now, if you'd be so kind as to bring 200 ml of bladder flushing solution, a mix of U R Solution and M Y Solution at a 50 % ratio."

"Certainly, doctor," the chub said and walked away.

Chad Henderson knew for sure Bennet liked to push a boy's bladder beyond its capacity. Jason's bladder, as any boy's his age, had a likely capacity of 420 ml [14fl oz] if one followed the formula for calculating it. If the boy was to drink 100 ml [3.3fl oz] of Chad's piss, and the doctor was planning on filling the boy's bladder with 200 ml [6.75fl oz] of Henderson's and Bennet's urine, that alone would make it 300 ml of piss. If Bennet took into account the boy's ingestion of the 'energy water' during the morning that accounted for at least 250 ml[8.5fl oz] of extra liquid in the boy's immature bladder, making a total of 550 ml [18.5fl oz]of liquid. Bennet was such a sadistic bastard with a very kind smile.

Chad Henderson came back into the examination room holding a bag of his piss mixed with that of Dr Bennet's, letting the doctor know he was back with the solution. Dr Bennet proceeded to apply gel on the rosebud sound and asked Jason to relax as he explained that he'd be using the tool in his hand to dilate the boy's urethral canal so he wouldn't be harmed during the catheterizing process.

Jason nodded afraid of the instrument the doctor was holding in his hand. Bennet was preparing a custom made sound which was 2 mm [0.1"] in circumference with a 4 mm [0.2"] bud. Any boy Jason's age should be able to hold 4 mm inside his pee slit. As Bennet prepared to start fucking the boy's piss slit, he also asked Chad Henderson to have Jason drink the Bladder solution, meaning Henderson's previously collected piss. Because Jason was strapped, Henderson had to ask the boy to open his mouth while the chub placed the bottle to the boy's mouth. Jason grimaced as soon as he smelled and tasted the liquid, but he could not complain since the bottle was already pushed in his mouth, and good Nurse Henderson did not remove it until the bottle was completely empty.

"Ok, Jason," Dr Bennet said, "Here we go."

"Okay," the boy said and sighed.

Dr Bennet asked Nurse Henderson to steady the boy's penis and the chubby nurse did as instructed. With his gloves covered in gel, he got hold of the boy's stick, peeling the foreskin back. Jason's pubescent rod spat a dollop of pre-cum as he was touched once again. Then Dr Bennet placed the sound to Jason's dick lips, rubbing the sound's bud in circles before he started pushing it in. Jason felt the funny desperate tickling of the metal bud as Dr Bennet started inserting the tool. It didn't really hurt; it actually felt kind of good as it entered.

Gregory Bennet felt his cock twitch inside his pants as he started sounding Jason's lovely 11 cm [4.5"] hard rod. Bennet, like Jones, was aroused by all sorts of boy cock-ball torture, urethral insertion being one of his favorite ways of sexual dominance. It helped a lot that Jason had been consuming sexual stimulants all week long, and the boy's pre-cum also helped the rosebud sound go inside rather smoothly. Once Bennet had pushed a good 5cm [2"]of the sound in, he started slowly pulling it out, only to push it back in. Jason gasped but said nothing. Bennet pushed a bit further this time, inserting 8 cm [3"] of the sound and repeated the operation over and over again, effectively fucking Jason's dick.

Jason felt funny sensations in his crotch as the doctor 'dilated' his urethral canal. Since his arrival at St Raphael's on Monday, Jason had become aware of how sensitive his dick was, and though these were medical procedures, he couldn't help feeling good as he was handled by the doctor and the nurses in the staff. The thought of being a faggot crossed his mind once again, but dissipated as the tool inside his dick started moving at a faster rate. He was breathing heavily, embarrassed at the prospect of cumming once again as the doctor helped his canal dilate for the bladder flush.

Five minutes into the sounding, Dr Bennet decided to take it a step further and informed Jason that he was going to proceed to dilate him further by using a different sound. The good doctor left the sound inside the boy's dick, asking Chad to keep the penis steady as he prepared the next sound. Nurse Chad Henderson slightly squeezed Jason's cocklet and started rubbing the dick up and down in order to 'keep the sound in place', in reality to increase the sensation of the tool in the boy's canal.

Gregory Bennet prepared the new sound, one 3 mm [0.1"]in circumference with a 6 mm [0.25"]bud. Once the sound had been lubricated, he went back to the chair and asked Henderson to remove the sound. The chub removed the tool in a rather slow fashion, making sure to stimulate the nerves inside Jason's urethral canal. Once the whole sound was free, Gregory Bennet got hold of Jason's pink cock-head, opened the sweet dick lips with thumb and finger and started inserting the new sound. Jason grunted at the new invasion, the bud being thicker than the previous one.

"Bear with me, Jason," Dr Bennet said smiling, "the discomfort will pass soon."

"Okay, doctor," the boy gasped trying to prove himself.

Dr Bennet fucked Jason's pee slit for a good five minutes, making the boy delirious as the sound provoked intense sensations inside his stiff sore but tingling rod. Bennet knew he had to take it slow, because he couldn't let the boy cum just yet. As he pushed the sound in and out, he asked Nurse Henderson to get the catheter lubricated to begin insertion, and the chub started preparing the tube. By this point, his cock was rock hard and there was a rather obvious pre-cum stain in his scrubs, probably because like all medical staff in the Academy, he did not wear any underwear.

When he was informed the catheter was ready, Dr Bennet pulled the sound out in a quick motion, making Jason gasp at the sudden sensation inside his stick. His pee hole had been sufficiently dilated to proceed to the next sadistic procedure in Bennet's agenda. Dr Bennett took the catheter and proceeded to begin the insertion, asking Jason to relax as much as possible, but making it as difficult as he could by polishing the boy's knob as he 'tried' to insert the tube. The sensations in his dick-head, the mixture of pain and pleasure, had increased and Jason was once again afraid he might embarrass himself by cumming as the doctor played with his rock-hard 11 cm [4.5"]member.

The insertion of the catheter should have been an easy task, since Gregory Bennet had sufficiently fucked Jason's urethra, but still he made the insertion as slow as it was humanly possible, enjoying the feel of the boy's hard dicklet throb in his adult hand every time he pushed a bit more of the tube in. Nurse Henderson had the flushing syringe prepared with the mixture of his and Bennet's piss and waited for instructions.

Jason felt weird and pleasurable things inside his dick as the plastic tube went inside and Dr Bennet held his boy-stick. He felt more desperation than before, since he'd been strapped and was unable to move, but he dare not complain, he kept reminding himself he did want to get his soccer scholarship and did not want to disappoint his dad.

"Nurse Henderson," Dr Bennet spoke as he held Jason's pre-cum covered rod, "please begin injecting the solution into Jason's bladder."

Jason felt something weird and ticklish as the yellow liquid started being pushed inside him. He'd never imagined water could be put inside his dick instead of going out of it, but once again said nothing. Nurse Henderson finished emptying the 200 ml [6.75fl oz"] 'solution' inside Jason's bladder. As he finished, the boy felt a very strong urgency to pee.

"Doctor," he said.

"Yes, Jason?" Dr Bennet replied.

"I-I need t-to pee," he said embarrassed.

"I know, but you can't," Dr Bennet said, "We need to let the solution work inside your bladder, so you're gonna have to hold it in for a while."

"I'll try," Jason said, but he could not stop frowning at the urge.

Knowing the boy was feeling a very strong urgency, Bennet decided last minute to make it even more complicated for Jason and said, "Nurse Henderson, please hand me two tourniquet bands."

"Yes, doctor," Chad Henderson replied and went to fetch the rubber bands whose normal use was to go around the arm when preparing a patient to get a blood sample.

Dr Gregory Bennet asked Jason if he felt okay and the boy nodded, but his contorted face showed the real level of discomfort the boy was experiencing with a full bladder and unable to empty it. Chad Henderson came back and handed Dr Bennet the bands. The red-haired perv took one of them and placed it around Jason's cock-shaft. In a quick motion, he tightened the band and Jason grunted, but he was ignored. The man then took the second band, placed it around the neck of the boy's glans and tightened it as well. Jason felt the weirdest of discomforts as the man placed both bands.

"Nurse Henderson," Dr Bennet said.

"Yes, doctor?"

"We'll need to leave the solution inside for a good twenty minutes before we proceed to drainage."

"Very well, doctor," the chubby nurse replied.

"Every five minutes massage the boy's glans and shaft so the blood keeps circulating. A two to three minute massage every five minutes should keep a healthy blood flow. I'm gonna see to some other things and will be back in about twenty minutes."

"Very good, doctor," Nurse Henderson said.

As Dr Bennet walked away, Jason had the distinct impression that the man's pants were tented, as it happened to little Jason when he got hard. No, that couldn't be. Why would Dr Bennet be hard? The man was a professional doing a medical procedure on a patient. Maybe Dr Bennet just had a big dick? Yeah, that must be the thing and Jason was just making weird speculations in his head. He realized he kept thinking of men's dicks, He chastised himself mentally for these thoughts. Five minutes after the doctor had left the room, Nurse Henderson approached the boy.

"Okay, Jason, I'm going to proceed to massage your glans and penis as Dr Bennet instructed, to keep your blood flowing."

"Okay," Jason replied.

Going a step further than instructed, Chad Henderson released the tourniquet band around the boy's cock-head –which was now purple- and after lubricating his gloves he started 'massaging' the lovely little knob. Jason felt the itchiness of sexual stimulation again as the chub polished his dick-head. One minute into the massage, the nurse released the second tourniquet and started the massage on the boy's shaft. Chad Henderson rubbed the stick up and down with his right hand as he polished the little head with his left one. Jason felt desperate as he was stimulated in his dick while the urge to pee kept getting stronger. Five minutes into the massage and without notice, the chub tightened the tourniquet around the boy's shaft. There was pain mixed with pleasure and the nurse tightened the second tourniquet, the one around the glans' neck.

Jason gasped as the bands were tightened. Maybe a bit more pressure on the boy would be awesome, so Henderson went away to get more 'bladder drinkable solution'. This time, he pissed in a 250 ml bottle, filling it all the way through. There was something wicked and twisted in having the boy drink his piss without him knowing. He closed the bottle and came back into the examination room, the bottle still warm in his hands.

"To make this quicker," Henderson explained Jason, "I'm going to have you drink more bladder drinkable solution, okay?"

Jason was horrified but obediently opened his mouth trying to hold his breath so as not to smell the strong scent and flavor of the solution. Chad Henderson placed the bottle to the boy's mouth and started pouring in its contents. He took his sweet time forcing the liquid down even stroking the boy's soft, lovely neck to help him swallow and once done, he 'checked' on his watch to make sure it was time for the second massage. After informing Jason he'd repeat the procedure, the chubby nurse released the tourniquets and started masturbating Jason once again. It was just too much for the poor boy, the urge to pee and the stimulation in his dick was driving him insane. Five minutes later, the chub tightened the tourniquet bands once again.

"I-I re-ally ne-eed to g-go," Jason stammered.

"I can't help you Jason," Chad Henderson said, "Doctor's orders. Twenty minutes and not less."

Jason grimaced. He wasn't sure he was going to be able to hold for so long, the urge was getting stronger by the minute. More than twenty minutes had passed when Dr Bennet sauntered back into the examination room to check on progress. Jason's cock was a mess of pre-cum and Bennet grinned happily imagining what Henderson must've been doing to poor Jason Cooper.

"Nurse Henderson," he said, "please release the tourniquets and massage for circulation as I remove the catheter."

"Yes, doctor," the chub said, his scrubs now wet with his own juices.

Jason thought he was going to lose his mind as Nurse Henderson started massaging his dick and dick-head while the doctor removed the catheter ever so slowly. The sensations on his dick were unbearable and the urge to pee had become the overriding thought occupying his twelve year old mind. When the whole catheter had been removed, Dr Bennet asked Nurse Henderson to give him the lubricated 8 mm [0.3"]rosebud sound. He told the boy he was going to make sure his canal was still unobstructed before they flushed his bladder and Jason nodded, but he couldn't think anymore; peeing was his only desire.

Gregory Bennet asked Nurse Henderson to continue the massage while he started fucking the boy's piss slit with the rosebud sound. Jason couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't hold it and, as Chad Henderson rubbed all over his dick and dick-head and Gregory Bennet moved the sound in and out of his urethral canal, his bladder finally gave and he let go of his sphincter. Gregory Bennet feigned surprise as the little stick started squirting its golden flow all over the boy's face, chest and torso, letting out a mixture of Jason's, Chad's and his own piss.

Dr Bennet tried to 'control' the boy-stick, effectively getting himself and Chad wet as well as spraying Jason's body and face with the boy's piss mixture. When Jason was finally done, all three of them had been showered by Jason Cooper who turned red as a tomato as he noticed what he'd done. Never, ever, ever, had he felt so embarrassed and humiliated.

Chapter 6
Behind every great doctor is an even better nurse

Fifty-six year old Counselor Kerrigan opened his fly to release the pressure of his hard-on as he disciplined eleven year old Keith Wilson and nine year old Craig Davis. Both boys were leaning against the man's desk, hands tied around their necks, with their pants down and cane marks over their butts. With their legs spread open, Bruce Kerrigan had the boys' hard-throbbing erections in sight, Keith's wet in pre-cum. Both Keith and Craig were being punished for inappropriate behavior, namely, touching each other's boners during sleep time. It was not their fault, after all, like all scholarship students they were fed sexual stimulants on a daily basis to keep them horny. But rules for the 'Coach Special Sports Stars' were clear, and the most important rule was never touching themselves or others without permission or explicit instructions to do so.

Twisted Bruce Kerrigan loved it when the 'special sports stars' broke the rules, for he really got a kick out of punishing boys, as his pre-cumming 18 cm [7"thick cock could attest to. Kerrigan gave each boy three more strikes with the cane and then went down to rub both boys' erections. Both Keith and Craig moaned as their hard little rods were stimulated. Once their cocks throbbed a bit too much, Kerrigan would stop rubbing them and resume the caning. Keith's needed more rubbing as he was inclined to lose it as the pain got worse. Punishment would run until Kerrigan deemed it sufficient, so he didn't stop until the boys' assess had visible red marks all over them. Kerrigan ordered the boys to kneel on the floor and both Keith and Craig quickly complied.

"Now, look what you've done!" Kerrigan said standing before the boys, pointing at his adult oozing bullet-shaped mushroom-sized thick purple cock-head, "Which one of you is going to take responsibility for this?"

Without waiting for instruction, nine-year old Craig Davis crawled to the man on his knees and engulfed the purple cock-head in his sweet small mouth. Kerrigan felt in heaven as the boy started sucking him.

"You should learn from Craig," Kerrigan reprimanded Keith, "he doesn't have to be told twice to make himself accountable for his naughty actions."

Keith nodded, tears welling up in his eyes. The boy, like most of the boys belonging to the Coach and his inner circle, had a very strong sense of belonging with the group of men, and being humiliated before another boy had a strong psychological impact on them.

"I'm sorry, sir," Keith said.

"If you really want to be forgiven," the man said, "you should get yourself busy on my balls."

Keith Wilson nodded and rushed to start licking Counselor Kerrigan's adult low hangers. Kerrigan was in heaven, with both tongues working him to orgasm. Seventeen year old Nicolas Wright, coach assistant and son came inside the office at the minute Craig Davis' throat was being filled with Kerrigan's thick load. The wiry boy remained by the door, waiting for the counselor to finish emptying his balls to deliver his message. His teen rod came to life as the counselor's abundant load started overflowing through Craig's nose. Kerrigan noticed Wright's son standing by the door as his cock expelled the last of his load. He pulled Craig away from his cock and addressed both Keith and Craig.

"Now go back to your room and remain there."

Both the eleven and nine year olds got up hands still tied to their necks and walked away, frustrated at the fact of not being made to cum and knowing they would have to wait until later to be untied. They just prayed that whoever untied them would let them orgasm but they weren't hopeful.

Once they'd departed, Bruce Kerrigan sat behind his desk and addressed Nicholas, "Come lick me clean, since you interrupted me."

"Yes, sir," was all Nicholas Wright said as he knelt before Kerrigan and swallowed the purple wilting cock-head.

"I wish every single boy was as obedient as you are Nicky," the man said.

Nicholas Wright uttered an unintelligible muffled 'thank you', stuffed as he was by the man's cock. Truth was Nicholas was way beyond Kerrigan's age of attraction, but the boy was a cum-starved whore and Kerrigan loved the boy's personality. Six years before, when Kerrigan had come to work for Coach Wright, Nicky had been a docile and willing eleven year-old boy-whore and Kerrigan's favorite. Being Wright's son, the boy had been trained by his father from an early age. So although he was an assistant coach now he was still used regularly by those adults who wanted him.

"Well," Dr Gregory Bennet said still holding Jason's hard cocklet, "we cannot let you shower or we would have to start again."

"I'm sorry, doctor," Jason said, his eyes welled up in tears.

"It's not that big a deal, Jason," the red haired doctor said, "although a boy of your age should have a bit more control of his penis and what and when things come out of it. Nurse Henderson, please help me wipe Jason's body clean while I sanitize his penis and urethral canal so he can be prepared."

"Yes, doctor," Nurse Henderson replied.

As the man walked away, Jason had the distinct impression that the nurse's scrubs were tented beyond belief, but he did not want to embarrass himself by pointing it out to the doctor, so he remained quiet. Dr Bennet explained he was going to sanitize his urethral canal so as to get him ready for the following morning's first set of medical test for STDs, and Jason just nodded as the doctor inserted the metal sound inside his boy-stick. It was a matter of a shock for poor little Jason how, as soon as the doctor inserted the metal rod inside his pee hole, he started feeling sexual tension again and now he had relieved his bladder this was all he was aware of.

Nurse Henderson came back inside the room with a pack of sanitizing wipes and, after having dried the boy with a towel, proceeded to clean him with the cold wipes, adding to the boy's frenzy. Gregory Bennet was indeed one sadistic motherfucker who really enjoyed edging virgin boys, and knowing the sensations the cock torture produced in a boy's dick, he took his sweet time fucking the pee slit again. There was nothing in the world better than abusing a naive soon to be pubescent boy forcing him into being molested under the pretense of undergoing medical procedures. The script still worked, and Bennet was glad he had joined Dr Jones' team and Coach Wright's staff of pedophile molesters two years before.

When he noticed the boy was very close to orgasm, Bennet stopped altogether. Jason exhaled in relief as the doctor let go of his cock, knowing he wouldn't be embarrassed by cumming after having peed all over the doctor, but at the same time feeling frustrated, for he was sure he'd been very close to spitting his spunk. Something he equally desperately wanted to do and desperately wanted not to do in front of the doctor and nurse.

"Nurse Henderson," Dr Bennet said, "please hand me a 6cm [2.5"] circumference lock 'urethral blocker'."

"Yes, doctor," the chub replied and walked away.

Dr Bennet explained the following procedure to the boy. As of now, he'd be fitted with what the doctor said was a 'urethral blocker' –a creative name Drs Jones and Bennet had for a penis plug-. Bennet explained Jason was not to remove the device so his urethral canal could be sterile and hopefully his tests would come back with the desired results. Dr Bennet told Jason the 'urethral blocker' would be removed by either him or Dr Jones at 11:00 am the following morning when his first set of tests were scheduled, and Jason nodded in agreement.

Nurse Henderson came back to the room holding what looked like a sterile medical container and handed it to Dr Bennet.

"Thank you, nurse," the doctor said and then to Jason, "I'm gonna give you ten minutes for your erection to recede. In order to place the urethral blocker I need your penis to be flaccid, okay?"

"Sure thing doctor," Jason replied hoping his penis wasn't going to let him down again.

As he waited, Dr Bennet started unwrapping the 'urethral blocker', knowing very well the boy's erection would not go away after so much stimulation. Jason remained strapped to the chair hoping his dick would go down, but the more he tried to get it go down, the less successful he was at achieving his goal. Dr Bennet was certainly hoping the boy's stick would remain hard, so that he could torture him a bit more through his 'medical procedures'. Jason closed his eyes praying his hard-on would go away, but the thing just remained as hard as it had been all through the 'medical preparations'.

As expected for a young boy who had been seriously stimulated during the past two days, with only one release, on top of the week of ingesting sexual stimulants all day and complete abstinence, Jason's rod remained hard. Dr Bennet looked at his nurse and they both shared a sinister grin. Dr Bennet walked back to the chair where Jason had been strapped and took the boy's cocklet in his adult hands, and while pretending to check he stimulated the head a bit more.

"Unfortunately your little erection is still there, Jason," the doctor said.

"I-I'm sorry doctor," Jason said blushing at the man's comment.

"You're going to have to undergo a blood aspiration," Dr Bennet said, "this is a medical procedure used in patients whose erections do not recede. It might hurt, but just a tiny bit."

"Okay," Jason said resignedly and exhaled deeply.

"Nurse Henderson," Bennet said feeling his own cock oozing pre-cum, "prepare a couple of syringes for blood aspiration."

Chad Henderson felt his cock go even harder which he didn't think would be possible. Bennet was going to bring Jason into needle play at a stage in which he still wasn't a scholarship student. Like most of the medical staff at St Ralph's , Bennet was a proud sadist who got his rocks off through cock and ball torture of pre and pubescent boys, and poor Jason was to be his latest victim. Henderson did not remember a time when a new boy had been abused with as much sexual stuff as Jason, and the boy didn't recognize that his 'treatment' was sexual in nature. So he thought there were still naive boys out there and Jason was the living proof of it. Dr Bennet handed Nurse Henderson a syringe, explaining they would both do the draining simultaneously.

"Okay, Jason," doctor said, "just a couple of pinches on your penis."

When Jason saw the syringes in the men's hands he started worrying about what was going to be done to him and started breathing heavily. Gregory Bennet cleaned the spot on the left side of the boy's shaft, and Nurse Henderson did the same on the right side. On a silent count of three, both needles were inserted into the boy's shaft eliciting a muffled squeal from Jason. On a second count of three, both men started draining blood from the hard little cock, until it went flaccid.

"Perfect," Dr Bennet said as both men removed the needles from the boy's shaft, "Now we can proceed."

As Jason exhaled, feeling relieved that the whole pinching was done, Dr Bennet showed the boy the 'urethral blocker', which was nothing but a chastity device designed for his dicklet not to be able to come to an erection. The first thing the doctor did was place a metal ring around Jason's cock and balls, followed by another ring which went around his cock-shaft. Once both rings where secured, a bit tighter than Jason would've liked, the doctor took what looked like two parallel curved metal rods and inserted the thickest one -6 mm [0.25" gauge ending in a slightly thicker bud- in the boy's urethra in such a fashion that the other rod remained on the outside close to the upper side of his shaft. Once in place, he secured the outer rod to the rings and locked the device. The curvature was such, that Jason's cock would not be able to get hard or straighten.

"Nurse Henderson," the doctor said, "please give Jason two relaxation pills."

Nurse Henderson went to a cabinet and came back holding the pills; two very strong sexual stimulants, and the nurse couldn't help feeling even more aroused at the fact that Jason would be dying to cum and unable to get hard or touch himself.

"Okay, Jason," Dr Bennet said, "You're good to go. Now it's 20:00 hours already. I'll be seeing you tomorrow at eleven for your first set of tests."

"Okay, doctor," Jason said shyly as he was released from the medical bed.

Dr Bennet asked the boy to get dressed so he could go back to his assigned room. Jason apologized again for wetting them and the doctor said apart from that he had been a well behaved boy so wouldn't tell Coach Wright this time but he better not make a habit of it. Jason smiled with relief and thanked him and left.

As soon as the boy had gone, Chad Henderson pulled his scrubs down to release his 19 cm [7.5"] oblong cock, the purple bullet-shaped cock-head wet in his own pre-cum.

"Look at this, Greg," he said, "I thought I was gonna cum without even touching myself."

"Well, look at this," Greg said unzipping his pants and showing his 16 cm [6.5"] bottle-shaped thick cock, wet as well, "I think we're gonna be needing a hand with this."

"Or a mouth," Chad said, "or an ass."

"Fortunately," Gregory Bennet said, "I have lovely Robyn Edwards, who has all those objects, waiting in the adjacent room. He's here at the request of Coach Wright, since he has been kind of neglected as of late. The poor thing has been in an 'urethral blocker' for the past two weeks and under the regular amount of stimulants."

"Poor thing!" Henderson said squeezing his cock-head.

"Luckily we can give him the treatment he needs," Bennet said squeezing his own cock.

"And his 'milk' before bedtime," Henderson said and chuckled.

When Jason Cooper left the examination room and walked into the office, Coach Wright's assistants Mark Wellington and Dale Robbins were sitting there. Mark was the one to stand from his seat first and smiled at Jason.

"Jason, right?" he asked.

Jason Cooper nodded.

"I'm Mark and this is Dale," the young man said, "Dr Jones asked us to escort you to your room and make sure you eat something before bed."

"Oh, okay," Jason said and smiled at the mention of the doctor's name.

Dale got up from his seat and both men started walking with Jason, Mark to his left and Dale to his right. As they walked, they both talked to Jason about how cool it was to be part of a sports team at the academy and how great Coach Wright was with all of his boys. Dale went all the way to even say Coach Wright loved spoiling his boys when they did great at sports events and championships. Jason loved the sound of it and told himself he was willing to do whatever it took to get the scholarship and get back into the Coach's good books. When they arrived at Jason's room, the men followed him in. Jason sat on the bed and Mark and Dale sat next to him, keeping him between them.

"Have you found the 'special' channel?" Mark asked.

Jason knew the man was talking about the porn channel he'd watched on Thursday, but he did not reply, he only looked down and blushed. Dale said it was okay, that healthy boys needed to keep their imaginations active and that the 'special' channel provided inspiration for whenever they were allowed to masturbate. The word 'allowed' made a chill run down Jason's spine.

"Allowed?" the boy asked.

"Oh!" Dale said, "You haven't been briefed about sports discipline yet, have you?"

"Of course he hasn't," Mark replied, "he still hasn't gotten his scholarship."

"See, stamina is very important in sports," Dale said by way of an explanation, "Coach Wright is very specific about masturbation when it comes to his 'sports stars'."

"Sports stars?" Jason asked again.

"Not the regular students," Mark volunteered, "You see, boys granted a scholarship are meant to become sports stars, so when spotted and granted a scholarship, they become part of the Coach's favored 'special sports stars'."

"I see," Jason said desperately hoping he would become part of that special group.

"The Coach's 'special sports stars' have a lot of privileges, but they also live under a more disciplined regime," Dale added, "so when I say 'allowed' to masturbate, I'm not kidding. Only Coach Wright or us -his assistants- can give you express permission to do it."

"What happens if …" Jason said but was interrupted.

"Everything," Mark Wellington said, "Best case scenario, you're punished and disciplined."

"And the worst case scenario?" Jason asked genuinely worried.

"You lose your scholarship and are expelled from the Academy with a ban from every scholarship sports program within the country," Dale explained.

"And believe me," Mark added, "Drs Jones and Bennet are really good at finding out whether you have jacked off!"

Jason Cooper knew he didn't want to lose his scholarship even if he hadn't gotten it yet, so he realized he was willing to even stop masturbating if that meant becoming a sports star. His dad had always said he'd go far because of his ability for soccer and the time to prove it had come. He was going to get his scholarship and he was going to make Coach Wright proud of him. Funny that Jason was already thinking of making Coach Wright proud when he should be thinking about making his dad proud.

"So, anyways, let's see what they are showing on the special channel," Dale said and winked at Jason.

Chapter 7
Group jerking never hurt anyone

Jason felt embarrassed as Mark stood up from the bed and turned the TV on, because the TV was set on the 'special channel'. Mark smiled knowing because of the closed circuit Jason had already found out about the channel and he'd edged himself through some of the titles in Coach Wright's video library. He walked back to the bed and once again sat next to Jason, keeping the boy between him and Dale.

On the Special channel a new movie was just starting. In white letters over the image of a house appeared 'The Coach'. Dale grinned knowing this movie was being programmed for the boy's benefit, so as to start him into the 'mood' of Coach Wright's inner circle. As the credits faded, the sequence showed four boys, maybe ranging between twelve and fourteen years old, sitting in a room and talking about girls. One of them talked about one particular girl, a cheerleader, and the other boys started commenting about the girl's tits and rack. One of the boys in the movie stood up from his place saying he had something special to show them and went out of the scene as the others talked. When the boy came back he was holding a magazine.

The sequence continued with the boys looking at the magazine. The camera zoomed in as the boys turned the pages of the cheerleader showing her boobs as she touched her pussy. The boys in the movie commented that was really hot and the camera started moving around, showing each of the boys squeezing on their own hardening cocks. As the sequence carried on, one of the boys unzipped his shorts and took his drooling cock out.

"Cool movie," Mark said squeezing his own cock.

The man's comment was the intended distraction for Jason to remove his eyes from the TV and notice the bulge Mark was squeezing. Discreetly, Jason turned to his left only to notice Dale was also squeezing his own cock. He painfully discovered he couldn't get his up because of the 'urethral blocker'. When he turned his attention back to the TV, all boys had pulled their cocks out and were masturbating to the magazine, making comments about the girl and how hot she was. Like most of the movies played in the special channel, the girl was just an excuse for homosexual intimacy and intercourse, but Jason was not even aware of that fact.

Mark grunted and Jason turned discreetly. There was no way a man could have a bulge that size, Jason thought in shock as he peeped. He turned slightly to his left and noticed Dale was also hard, but his bulge seemed like a more normal one. Back on the screen, the boys carried on masturbating when a door opened abruptly and a Coach stepped in the scene.

"You guys celebrating victory?" The actor playing Coach asked.

All boys in the sequence tried to hide their cocks from the coach, playing embarrassment, but the coach asked them to carry on, said healthy boys needed to get their rocks off. The sequence progressed with all the boys masturbating to the magazine and Coach making comments about the cheerleader in the magazine as he too took his cock out of his pants.

Mark sighed forcing Jason to switch his attention again. When Jason turned, he noticed Mark had put his hand inside his pants and was obviously masturbating next to him. As he turned left, he noticed Dale was doing the same thing and Jason started sweating; he too wanted to touch himself but couldn't even get aroused because of the blocker.

Back on TV the Coach sat between all four boys and the whole bunch kept masturbating to the magazine. One of the boys in the movie told the Coach he had a really big cock and the other three boys looked at the rod more indiscreetly. The Coach laughed and told the boy he too would have a bigger one when he got older. Another one of the boys said it was really thick too.

Jason did not know it, but the actor playing the Coach in the movie was Walter Peterson, uncle to Elijah Peterson, the red-haired boy who was also President of the Board of Students. Like many men in Coach Wright's ring, the man had been a friend to Ernie Wright for a very long time and he'd managed to convince his younger brother –Elijah's father- to get Elijah into the school's scholarship program. Walter Peterson had managed to get Elijah into the scholarship program when the boy was twelve, but he'd been doing stuff to his nephew since Elijah was eight. By the time he got the scholarship, Elijah was a willing and obedient sex-starved boy. The Academy had just brought out the boy's sexual instincts turning him into the boy-whore he was now.

The actors playing the boys were former scholarship students who had now outgrown their appeal and had moved on with their lives. Still, Mark remembered each one of them. The boy in the movie insisted the Coach's cock was really thick and the actor playing the Coach told the boy that, if he was really curious, he could touch it.

Dale sighed and when Jason discreetly turned, he realized the assistant had taken his cock out and was openly rubbing his stick up and down. Jason didn't mean to peep, but he turned to see if Mark was doing the same thing, which he was. His eyes opened wide as he saw Mark's 25 cm [c, 10"] thick cock and, involuntarily, a gasp escaped him. Mark turned to look Jason in the eye and winked and smiled as he rubbed on his helmet-shaped cock-head. Jason blushed and quickly turned his attention back to the movie.

"Go ahead," the actor in the movie said, "you'll have a good idea of what it will feel like once you grow up."

The boy actor extended his hand hesitantly and when he finally placed it on the Coach's cock, the man closed his hand over the boy's, gently helping the boy's hand up and down the huge veiny rod.

"Wow!" the boy actor said as he touched the man's cock and pulled on his own, "it's so thick!"

"I wanna feel it too!" another boy actor said and the Coach nodded.

Even as the camera man focused on the magazine of the cheerleader touching her pussy every now and then, the whole sequence was now focused on how all four boys were touching Peterson's huge headed 25 cm [10"]veiny rod. Jason wasn't even aware of how the situations in each of the movies were twisted in such a way in which they 'appeared' straight but were exclusively homosexual.

"Oh, man!" Mark said.

Jason turned to discover the assistant had pulled his sports pants down to his knees and was now openly masturbating, up and down on the shaft with his left hand, and rubbing the head in circles with the right one. He turned to realize Dale was doing the same and he hated having the blocker.

"Fuck, it's so hot," Dale said.

"Don't be shy, Jason," Mark said knowing the boy was wearing a chastity device, "you can do it too so long as you don't cum."

"I-I can't," Jason said realizing he did want to do it and he did not feel embarrassed.

"Yes, you can," Dale said, "you don't have to feel embarrassed or anything. We're all guys here."

"But I can't …" Jason insisted.

"What do you mean?" Mark asked, "Are you afraid?"

"No," the boy said not realizing the men were being a bit too insistent.

Both Mark and Dale looked at each other and nodded, pulling Jason's shorts and underwear down.

"Oh!" Mark said, "You're wearing a blocker!"

Jason nodded. After saying they were sorry, they turned their attention back to the movie, where two of the boys were sucking the coach as the two others held the magazine for the coach who was using dirty words talking about the cheerleader's pussy, and all sorts of 'straight talk'.

"Touch your balls," Dale told Jason.

"What?" the boy asked.

"You can't masturbate," Dale replied, "but touching your balls will feel good."

"Okay," Jason said and tried but felt nothing.

"Not like that!" Dale said, "Here, let me show you."

As scripted, Dale placed his hands on Jason's balls and started caressing the boy.

"N-no, st-stop," Jason uttered.

"Doesn't it feel good?" Mark asked.

"I-I am … I am n-not a fa-ag," Jason stuttered.

"We're not either," Mark said and pulled his pants up, "Dale was just showing you how you could feel good because you can't get hard. But maybe we misjudged you and you're just a prejudiced little prick. Let's go Dale!"

"We will make sure Coach Wright knows you've insulted two of his assistants," Dale added.

Dale stood up from the bed and pulled his pants up too. They looked at Jason with contempt and turned around to start walking towards the bedroom door. Mark counted in his head: 1 … 2 … 3 …

"Wait!" Jason said.

"Yes?" Mark said turning, "What do you want?"

"I'm sorry," Jason apologized.

"Well, sorry is not enough," Mark said still hard under his sports pants, "We're here trying to be friendly, even if we're not supposed to fraternize with the boys especially non scholarship boys, us being assistants. We're here trying to make you feel at home, trying to make you feel like you're part of the team even if you're not and what do you do? You throw it back in our faces and call us faggots. Well, we're not staying for you to insult us anymore. Coach Wright was right you're not worth bothering with."

"Please, I'm sorry," Jason pleaded, "please stay, I-I didn't m-mean to …"

Mark turned to look at Dale askance, and they remained in silence for some minutes.

"Please? I'm really really sorry. I was being stupid. Forgive me" Jason begged. seeing his scholarship disappearing with the two assistants.

"Okay," Mark said and they went back to the bed.

"You can jack off if you want," Jason said shyly.

A turn in the right direction. All three turned back to the movie, where the Coach was now fucking one of the boys while the other three watched. As he fucked the boy, the coach told the others he was going to show them how to masturbate better and he started jacking off two of the boys. Both Mark and Dale had pulled their pants down and were frantically masturbating. Jason hated the uncomfortable feeling of feeling aroused but unable to get his dick hard.

"Dale?" he said.

"Yes?"

"Can you … can you show me … how to …"

"Sure," Dale said and started massaging Jason's balls.

The heat in his crotch showed him he was still able to feel aroused even if he couldn't get hard.

"Feels good, right?" Dale asked.

Jason nodded but said nothing.

"I wish I had three hands," Dale said now.

"Why?" Jason asked.

"Because I can't jack off cause I'm showing you how to touch your balls."

"I-I see," Jason said.

"Would you help me?" Dale asked and smiled at Jason with puppy eyes.

"I-I … um … I guess," Jason Cooper replied.

Dale Robbins took Jason's left hand and placed it on his hard-throbbing cock. Once the boy's hand was in place, Dale started moving it up and down his shaft to show Jason how he liked being stroked. Jason felt a bit weird with the situation, but did not want to insult the coach assistants again and carried on jerking Dale up and down as the 18 year old assistant caressed Jason's nuts, every now and then touching a bit in his nether region. Jason had once jacked off with his three best friends during a slumber party, so he thought this was really no different. But it was, cause Jason and his friends had jacked off together, but had never touched one another and they were all the same age and level of development. Dale was an adult massaging his balls as he masturbated the assistant.

"Do you want to cum?" Mark asked on cue.

"I-I ca-an´t …" Jason replied frustrated.

"You can cum, even if you don't get hard," Mark said.

"How?" Jason asked.

"Through prostatic stimulation," Mark said and Dale intensified the rubbing of Jason's nuts, "Do you remember yesterday when the doctor checked your prostate during the physical?"

Jason nodded remembering he had felt weird funny stuff as Dr Jones had 'checked' his prostate gland for 'abnormalities'.

"That's how you can cum," Mark said, "I can show you how to do it if you want."

"Will the doctor know?" Jason asked more worried about the tests than about what was transpiring with the two assistants.

"No, because you won't get hard," Mark said, "Wanna try?"

Jason looked at Mark and Dale not knowing what to say. He did want to cum, but he felt weird at the whole situation with the men but he didn't want to upset them again. Taking advantage of Jason's hesitation, Mark Wellington placed his arm around Jason's neck and gently pushed the boy down so he'd be leaning on the man's muscular leg. He then started rubbing the boy's ass using his own pre-cum as a lubricant. Jason sighed a bit.

"I'm gonna push my finger inside your ass," Mark said, "When I push it in, push out as if you were taking a dump."

Jason nodded, not even aware of the fact he had already consented by doing so. Mark Wellington pushed his index and with little effort went all the way inside. He very soon found the spot and started rubbing, making Jason realize it did feel good.

"Hey, Jason?" Dale said, "You're not rubbing me anymore."

"Sorry," Jason said not fully realizing what he was doing, and started masturbating Dale once again.

"Jason?" Mark said.

"Ye-es?" Jason said gasping a bit.

"My hands are busy too."

Jason nodded and placed his right hand on the huge cock and started rubbing up and down. The boy hadn't noticed, but he was effectively masturbating the coach assistants as one played with his nuts and one fingered his ass. They were all breathing more elaborately now, Jason unable to understand why it felt so good being rubbed inside his ass, or why he was so sexually aroused as well.

"Rub on the head," Mark commanded and Jason complied, "yes, like that feels good."

Without saying anything, Mark removed his finger from the boy's ass, lubed his index and middle with his saliva, and pushed both fingers inside the boy's ass which before yesterday had had nothing up it. Jason hardly noticed it was now two and not one finger as Mark manipulated his prostate.

"A bit faster, Jason," Dale commanded and the boy complied again.

Dale moved his hand from Jason's balls and started rubbing at the cute lovely pink helmet of Jason's cock-head, making the boy gasp and in reflex squeeze on Dale's and Mark's cocks. Dale looked at Mark in the eye and nodded. Dale pushed Jason's shirt up and both men captured the boy's nipples, one each. Jason gasped and squeezed on the men's cocks again not sure how to react. Helping each other was one thing, but wasn't this going a bit too far?

"Guys?" Jason said breathing heavily, "I think this …"

In reply, Mark started rubbing Jason's prostate at a faster rate, making sure to apply more pressure on the right spot.

"Relax, Jason," Mark said, "we're just friends helping each other feel good."

Both men were now lustily attacking the boy's nipples, licking, sucking, biting, as Dale rubbed Jason's cock-head and balls in turns and Mark carried on trying to make Jason reach an orgasm. Dale felt close to cumming, so he knelt before Jason, his cock facing the boy and his assistant partner, and started quickly fapping.

"I'm close, I'm close!" he announced.

Jason kept jerking Mark's massive cock as he too felt himself close to orgasm. With no previous notice and taking advantage of Jason's open gasping mouth, Dale pointed his cock-head in that direction and started spurting all over Jason's mouth, face and chest. Mark stood too and started cumming all over Jason as well, both men forgetting about Jason's orgasm.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, it's so good!" Mark said.

Before Jason noticed, both Mark and Dale were rubbing their cocks on his cum splattered face. The boy certainly knew this had not been a friendly jerk off, this had been a faggot thing and felt uncomfortable, but did not voice it afraid of what the assistants would tell Coach Wright. Both men went to lie next to Jason and Mark started finger fucking the boy again. Jason forgot almost instantly about this not being right as Mark made him approach orgasm. As he felt his prostate contract, he gasped as Dale and Mark sucked fiercely on his nipples. He felt the most intense orgasm of his life as the experienced abusers made him cum with his ass. Jason gasped and moaned as Dale and Mark started tonguing his pink sweet cock-head, adding to his orgasm.

When all three were spent, Mark and Dale placed their heads on Jason's chest.

"Man that was hot!" Mark said.

"Fuck yeah, it was!" Dale replied.

To Mark and Dale Jason's discomfort became obvious, but the men ignored his evident distress and stood up from their places. As they started dressing, both men started thanking Jason for the 'friendly hand' and assured him they would keep it secret from the doctor and the coach so it didn't cause Jason to lose his chance of a scholarship. As they walked out, Mark suggested that Jason clean himself up so he wouldn't show up to his physical next morning smelling of cum. Once alone, Jason had the time to feel guilty about what had happened with the two adults. It had been a fag thing, he knew now, it had not been right. Gosh! He'd masturbated both of them! He'd had his hands on two adult dicks and had been masturbated in the ass! They had even sucked his nipples and had cum all over his face! Suddenly, he felt like some of the women and men in the movies they showed on the 'special channel'. But, the movies, they were straight, right? So maybe this whole thing had been just a friendly thing and he was making it bigger in his mind? Jason Cooper was so confused in his mind, but man, Mark Wellington was right, it had been so hot!

Chapter 8
Confined

Jason Cooper woke up as his alarm went off at ten. He had found it hard to get to sleep after his experience the evening before. He had tossed and turned for hours thinking about what he had done with the coach assistants and what they had done to him. . First thing he did was take his two 'relaxation pills' like the dutiful boy he was. Then he went to the bathroom and scrubbed himself several times but even after he'd rubbed himself raw and cleaned himself to the best of his ability, he still thought that he smelled of piss and cum and felt so concerned about what was going to happen at his medical. The first set of tests were scheduled to be conducted at eleven and he was worried Dr Bennet would discover he'd orgasmed, even if it had been through his ass. As he thought of it, the weight of what had transpired the day before with Coach Assistants Mark Wellington and Dale Robbins fell on his shoulders like a ton of bricks. He stood naked save for the 'urethral blocker' and looked through the window; the campus was empty.

He was about to get some clothes on, when the door to his room opened wide. He turned around to see Coach Assistant Mark Wellington with two other men he'd never seen before. Upon seeing Mark Wellington Jason felt his cheeks and body blushing a deep red, the image of Mark's huge cock spurting cum all over him fresh in his memory. Mark didn't fail to notice the boy's reaction and winked at him, a gesture which made Jason even more embarrassed. Mark walked over to him before he could put any clothes on and dragged him over to meet the other two men

"Hi, Jason," the man said, "My partners, Coach Assistants Dave Holland and Chris Phillips."

By instinct, Jason covered his caged dicklet.

"Now, now leave your little dicklet alone, no time for that. Where are your manners? Say hello!"

Jason went even redder as the two men shook his hand and introduced themselves. It seemed to take ages to Jason and he couldn't believe more strangers were meeting him for the first time with him naked.

"We're here to escort you to Dr Jones' office for your morning physical." Dave Holland said.

"Oh!" Jason said, "Great! Let me just put something on."

"Sure thing but get a move on or you'll have to go as you are!" Mark joked giving the boy a hard slap on his butt leaving a red hand-print on Jason's left cheek.

All three coach assistants watched with semi hard-ons as the naked twelve year old fumbled about as he looked for a shirt and a pair of shorts. Dave Holland paid close attention to Jason's bubble butt, a fan of boy-asses as he was, especially with a good bit of color in them, he would have liked to add to Mark's clear hand-print. Chris Phillips looked intently at Jason's little rod in its cage, he was sure he'd soon have the chance to try this lovely looking boy-stick and smiled.

"I'm ready!" Jason said.

"Great," Mark said, "let's get going then."

Escorted by the three adults, Jason walked the five minute distance to Felix Jones' office, wondering why it took three men to come and fetch him. Upon arrival, Mark knocked on the door and Felix Jones opened it.

"Jason Cooper for his physical, doctor," Dave announced.

"Great. Thanks for bringing him along."

As Dr Jones said it, the three assistants left the boy with the perverted doctor. Jones smiled at Jason and asked him to come into the examination room. Jason's heart was hammering in his chest, what if the doctor noticed he'd cum.? He didn't want to think about it. As he entered the examination room, he was greeted by Nurses Kenneth Morgan, Adam Scott and Chad Henderson, the three nurses who had assisted with his entry physical and his flushing procedure. Jason Cooper turned red as a tomato remembering how he had cum in front of Morgan and Scott and how he had peed all over Henderson. With them was a fourth nurse, one he'd never seen before, who seemed younger than the others.

"I believe you know my nursing staff," Dr Jones said, "except for Nurse Rogers."

"Hi, Jason," Rogers said extending his hand for the boy to shake.

"Hi," Jason said shyly.

As Dr Jones asked Jason to remove his clothes, Jones' assistant, Gregory Bennet, entered the room. The red-haired abusive doctor smiled at Jason as he greeted him. Jason was so very embarrassed, why were there always so many people when he had his physical? Had it been the same for the other applicants he wondered? Once he was naked, Dr Jones ordered him to get on the chair where he had suffered last time. The boy complied but couldn't help his mind remembering his previous experience.

"Nurse Rogers," Jones said, "please remove Jason's urethral blocker. Nurse Morgan, prepare the sample sounds. Nurse Henderson, help me strap Jason down. Nurse Scott, sanitize Jason's genital and anal area."

All four nurses nodded and proceeded to perform their allocated task. Once Jason had been strapped to the chair, Dr Bennet approached Jason and both Bennet and Jones began the regular 'routine' check on Jason's chest. As usual, their examination of the boy's chest focused mainly on teasing Jason's lovely nipples which they did masterfully. Nurse Rogers finished removing the chastity device. Once free of its cage, Jason's dicklet went hard in a fraction of a second. Jason didn't know why he had been strapped since his bladder was not going to be flushed, but he didn't dare question the doctor. As Jones and Bennet played with Jason's nipples, Scott started 'sanitizing' Jason's dick and balls. Rogers kindly offered to assist Scott and started the 'sanitizing' procedure in the boy's anal region.

Jason Cooper started breathing heavily as he was touched by all four men. But he wasn't in distress, unlike when what had happened with Wellington and Robbins. Jason knew this was a medical procedure and, as Henderson had explained to him, it was normal to feel aroused when handled. Dr Jones asked Henderson to take his place doing Jason's chest check-up as he accepted the first of the urethral sounds in order to take the first bacterial sample from Jason's rod. As Scott continued to rub the hard boy-stick, Jones opened the dick-lips and pushed the first sound in. Jason felt a slight discomfort and almost instantly the strong stimulation of being fucked in his pee-hole. He was so absorbed in the funny feelings, he didn't notice when Nurse Rogers pushed a finger up his ass and started manipulating his prostate. He didn't notice either that Bennet and Henderson were now openly pinching and caressing his nipples, completely ignoring the rest of his chest. Nurse Scott was effectively masturbating Jason's pole up and down as he polished the little cock-head which was being fucked by the urethral sound.

After some minutes of this treatment, Jones felt they were taking it too fast for the boy since he was new to the academy and not yet an accepted student. If the boy realized how inappropriate these 'medical' procedures were he could rat on them and it was too soon to risk losing him, so, as he removed the sound, he smiled at Jason.

"We're done now," he said.

"We are?" Jason asked in confusion, his dicklet hard beyond belief.

"Because we'll do this on a daily basis, we'll only be taking one sample a day. We should have your results in no time."

"Okay," Jason said not sure if he was relieved or not that the medical had finished.

"Bennet," Felix Jones said, "Would you be so kind as to prepare Jason?"

"Gladly, Doctor," the red-haired said.

"Thank you, gentlemen," Jones said.

All four nurses looked at Jones unable to understand why the physical had been ended so abruptly, but Bennet knew Jones pretty well and understood his thoughts.

"Nurse Henderson," Bennet said.

"Yes, doctor?" the chub asked.

"Would you remain to help me prepare Jason?"

"It will be my pleasure, doctor," Henderson replied.

As all the other medical staff members left and Jason remained strapped in the chair, Bennet excused himself saying he was going to get the results of the sample, leaving Jason with Henderson. The chub took hold of Jason's stick and started rubbing on the little bullet with a small wipe.

"Wha-at …?" Jason asked in confusion.

"I need to get you clean before Dr Bennet comes in. We will be putting in a sterilized blocker and your genitals have to be clear of all impurities."

"Oh! Okay," Jason said.

Henderson laughed to himself as he resumed his touching of the boy's lovely rod, knowing well what sensations he was causing to the boy who despite his two orgasms (one anal) would be dying to ejaculate due to his age and the constant stimulation both physical and chemical. As he edged the bullet-shaped knob, he started 'sanitizing' Jason's balls adding to Jason's pleasure. Jason didn't know why his body was reacting this way, this was all part of his medical procedure and yet his little cock was on fire as Nurse Henderson handled him. What if he was a fag? No, that wasn't possible.

I'm not a fag! he thought as the most pleasurable feelings ran through his cock-head, I am not a fag!

Deep inside his other head, however, memories of the previous evening, when he'd been finger-fucked by Mark Wellington and both Mark and Dale Robbins came all over him, came bubbling to the surface again. What if he truly was a fag?

"Nu-nurse …" Jason said.

Henderson knew exactly what was happening, the boy was feeling very close to orgasm, so he ignored him. He was tempted to make the boy cum, but that would mean getting in deep shit with Coach Wright. The man was always very clear on what was to be done to every candidate and cums were rarely granted.

"Are you okay?" Chad Henderson asked Jason.

"I … um … I …"

"You wanna cum, right?" Henderson asked.

Jason blushed deeply, he couldn't believe Henderson had asked him that so bluntly. Was it that obvious? He could not say yes, he could not let this man know he liked being touched. Did he like being touched? Everything was so confusing! Why had he even come to this school in the first place? Oh, yes! His scholarship, that's why he was here and he had to endure his physicals if he wanted to stay at the Academy. Fearing what the man might say, Jason shook his head no. Before Henderson could say anything further, Dr Bennet re-entered the examination room.

"Nurse Henderson," he said in a very serious voice, "Would you please leave me alone with Jason for a bit? I need to have a word with him."

"Certainly, doctor," Henderson said and walked out.

The red-haired big-cocked pervert approached Jason and placed his hand on the boy's chest in a fatherly gesture.

"Jason," he said somberly, "Is there anything you'd like to tell me?"

Jason's eyes opened wide! Dr Bennet knew! He knew he'd been fingered by a coach assistant! He was gonna lose his scholarship! He was gonna lose everything!

"N-no, doctor," he replied shyly trying to prevent this disaster.

"Jason," Dr Bennet said sternly, "I just got your sample results. They showed a minor amount of the STD, but it is still there. But that's not what I'm talking about."

"What is it, then?" Jason nervously asked.

Bennet tenderly massaged Jason's chest in, for once, a fatherly rather than a sexual manner.

"Jason," he said, "your tests also showed you orgasmed last night. So, is there anything you'd like to tell me?"

Jason panicked. He felt his heart beating at a faster rate and he also felt sweat pearling up on his forehead.

"Doctor, I did not …" he stammered.

"Jason," Bennet said appearing both kind and protective, all part of his role, "Did someone do something to you?"

Jason thought about it. Dr Bennet was being very kind, maybe this was his chance to tell him what had happened with the coach assistants. Jason wasn't sure, but he thought he'd been taken advantage of by the two assistants. But then again, telling on them would make sure Coach Wright disliked him even more and increase the possibility of losing his scholarship. Besides, Jason wasn't certain he'd been taken advantage of. After all he'd masturbated both men as they pleasured him, they hadn't forced his hands, he had been part of it. Maybe he was blowing it all up out of proportion in his mind? Maybe it wasn't even a fag thing?

"No, doctor," Jason finally lied in a voice barely above a whisper. If Dr Bennet hadn't known all about yesterday's events already, he would have been able to tell Jason was lying from his voice, his further reddening face and body and his inability to look the doctor in the eye. As he knew everything he just found the boy's down-turned eyes more arousing, reminding him of a shy young girl.

"Then I can only conclude that you fingered yourself in order to achieve an orgasm?" Bennet accused the boy, ignoring that he knew Jason had been abused by Mark and Dale.

Jason remained silent. Dr Bennet took Jason's chin between index and thumb forcing Jason to look him in the eye.

"So, Jason," he said, "did you finger your ass in order to achieve an orgasm even when you had been clearly instructed not to masturbate?"

Jason knew he was almost certain to lose his scholarship if he admitted he had had an orgasm. He was so embarrassed that the doctor thought he'd fingered his own ass, Dr Bennet must think he was a fag who liked messing with his boy-hole. But he couldn't tell on the assistants, especially as he had denied anyone touched him, no one would believe him now if he reported them. They would just think he was making it up to try and save his chance of a scholarship. He could even get into trouble for making false accusations. What would his family think? Whimpering and looking at the man in the eye, Jason reluctantly gave an almost imperceptible nod.

"Say it, Jason," the man said, "I want to hear you admit it out loud."

"I … I fing-fingered … my-my a-a-ass … doc-tor …"

Dr Gregory Bennet exhaled deeply as he looked at Jason with a reproachful look. He twisted his mouth as if he was thinking what he would say next.

"I'm … I'm so disappointed in you Jason, you have really let us down" he said, "And here the board were giving you the unique opportunity to trial again. I can't imagine what your family is going to say when it all comes out. Well, I guess I'll have to inform the committee that Coach Wright was correct, that it was a waste of time to give you another chance, that you weren't worth it…"

"No!" Jason said.

Bennet reacted in feigned shock at the boy's tone.

"Please, doctor," he said, "I don't want to lose my scholarship, please."

"Jason, you don't have a scholarship to lose." Dr Bennet said, "Rules are rules. And rules apply to everyone. You were given a second chance, something no one has ever been given before to win a scholarship and you did not take it."

"Please, doctor, please!" Jason begged, "I'll do anything!"

Dr Bennet looked at the boy and genuinely felt a bit sorry for him. He wondered what Jason would think if he knew everything that was happening to him was scheduled to happen as part of the Coach's plan. The boy would hate them all if he knew but he knew no one at the Academy would dare tell him and risk the wrath of Coach Wright and the rest of the board. He sure knew he wasn't going to risk his position or his access to pre and adolescent boys because of a bit of sympathy. He tried to salve any conscience he still had, telling himself that it was already too late for the boy because he was already very much in the School's evil clutches, he just didn't know it. He was aware how highly they all rated the boy, a view he could not disagree with. In fact, this trial only showed how determined they were to totally control him and how much power they could exert over the boy already when he'd only been on campus for six days, today included. Bennet exhaled dramatically once again.

"Please?" Jason asked pleading with his puppy eyes.

"Why should I give you another opportunity, Jason?" the man asked.

"Because …" he said and started whimpering.

"Hey, hey," the man said rubbing Jason's chest managing to brush on the boy's nipples, "don't cry."

"I mustn't disappoint … my father … and let everyone down who has given me this chance …" he said between sobs.

Dr Bennet exhaled again enjoying tenderly caressing Jason's chest and nipples as his cock engorged inside his pants.

"Well part of me thinks you have already done that," he said finally, "and I think I must be mad to even be considering giving you another chance but here's what we will do. I'm going to keep you confined here. You will be restrained at all times during the entire week of trials."

"Restrained?" Jason asked.

"Yes restrained. We have a couple of resting beds next door. You will be strapped to the bed at all times to make sure you don't touch yourself. I am not taking the slightest risk you will let me down again. I am risking a lot helping you. We need you to make it through these tests if you really want to get your scholarship."

"If I need to pee …" Jason said.

"I'll have to put a catheter in you, so you can pee while lying on the bed. Don't worry Jason, there will always be a staff member to take care of you. It's the only way I can think of to ensure the result of your tests as you have proved you are incapable of not playing with yourself and I am determined to make sure you won't go around fumbling with your ass in order to orgasm."

Jason blushed at what the doctor thought of him and considered for a minute. The doctor was right, if he was here, he would not be able to watch porn and no one would coerce him into doing sexual stuff. The catheter was not something he looked forward too, but then again, he did want his scholarship, he wanted to show Coach Wright he was a boy worth the scholarship.

"Okay," Jason finally said shyly.

"I'm sorry Jason," the man said, "I know it's extreme, but I see no other way. I'd have thought you would be a bit keener and grateful. If you are not sure then I think we should stop now and I will let them know the result of your test."

"No please doctor," the boy begged realizing his uncertainty had almost blown his last chance, "thank you. I really am grateful"

"Jason?" the man said.

"Yes, doctor?"

"This will have to be our secret."

The boy nodded. Gregory Bennet was now rubbing the boy's nipples with his thumbs, hands resting on the boy's chest.

"I'll have Nurse Henderson prepare your bed and I'll have to issue some instructions to the medical staff. I'll be back in no time."

The clock in the room read 13:00 hours when Jason was strapped to the bed which was to be his home for the whole week. He was naked and felt embarrassed that he was, but Dr Bennet had assured him he had nothing to be ashamed of, even joking that his boy bits were something to be proud of, small but perfectly formed. Once he'd been secured, the 'kind' red-haired doctor gave Jason a couple of 'relaxation pills' so that he would 'enjoy' his confinement. This time, Bennet had given Jason two experimental strong sexual-enhancers which up to now had only been used for veterinarian purposes. The man grinned, all sympathy gone, as he thought of how terrible it was gonna be for Jason to be strapped and edged all week long before his definitive physical, scheduled to take place on Friday before the committee.

"Well, then," Bennet said, "I have other things to do, Jason, but one of us doctors will come by a bit later to do your catheterization, okay?

"Okay, doctor and thanks for everything, I won't let you down," Jason replied.

"You better not or I might decide to cut this piece of trouble off," the doctor joked grabbing the boy's wiener playfully. "Wanna watch some TV?"

Jason giggled and nodded and Dr Bennet turned the TV on. Thundarr the Barbarian was being shown and Jason tried to get in the mood for cartoons as the doctor left. The boy was most definitely not in the mood for cartoons, he was so embarrassed he had told Dr Bennet he'd fingered himself so as not to tell on Mark and Dale. If he had done it straight away he might have been believed but as he thought about it more he knew it would've meant losing the scholarship, after all, Mark and Dale were Coach Assistants, it was their word against his and, who would believe a middle-school-pupil who was trying to get a scholarship? No, he had been right to remain silent despite hating that the nice doctor thought he was a boy who played with his butt. It was just one more week of trials and he'd have his scholarship.

Just one more week,' he thought, one week of medical tests and I'll get my scholarship and I will forget about all this. Oh the optimism of youth!

Chapter 9
Right on the edge

The heat Jason felt was unlike anything he'd experienced before. His dick was so hard he thought he was going to die if he didn't touch himself. Unfortunately, he was strapped to a bed in the medical wing of the Academy and he was to remain restrained according to Dr Bennet's instructions. Jason was so confused at the way his body was behaving lately, sure, for the past two months since he'd learned how to pleasure himself, there had been times when he had felt the need to jack off but this … this overwhelming URGE he felt to masturbate, he had never experienced before, the urge was painful. Poor little Jason did not know he had been fed a very potent experimental sexual stimulant meant for veterinarian use on large animals. Added to that urge he felt, he really wanted to pee and he still hadn't been catheterized, his only option was to wait until a member of the medical staff came into the room and if someone didn't turn up soon he didn't know whether he'd be able to keep holding it in. He had called out several times but no one had come to assist him.

"Hey Jason!" Chad Henderson said.

Jason Cooper felt relieved when the chubby nurse entered the room, knowing the hour of torture was over now that there was someone here to help him release his bladder's contents. He was in pain and his little rod was as hard as he had ever known it, so hard even it was painful now.

"Hey," Jason said.

Chad Henderson refrained from grinning but he could've done it easily because of Jason's expression. It was obvious the boy wanted to pee, they had seen it through the cameras almost an hour ago and the sweat pearled on the boy's forehead was clear evidence of the potent stimulant he had been given at 11 am.

"Are you okay, buddy?" Chad asked.

"Not really," Jason whimpered, "I really need to pee."

"Oh, you poor thing!" Chad said, "Let me get you a spill-proof urinal."

"Tha-thanks, Nurse Henderson," Jason said.

Nurse Henderson left the room and joined the other nurses in the video room, taking a good five minutes before coming back. All four nurses were hard as rocks as they saw Jason's facial expressions as he tried to hold his piss back. Nurse Rogers even tried to persuade them to leave the boy and have a sweep-stake on when the boy would pee the bed, but Henderson laughed and refused to go along with that idea as he returned to Jason again.

"Here I am!" Chad announced.

The man was carrying what looked like a horizontal bottle with an opening on top. Jason felt horribly embarrassed because he knew Chad was going to have to hold his wiener in order to assist him to pee. Chad Henderson told Jason he'd be removing the bedclothes to help him pee. Upon pulling the covers off and throwing them on the other bed, the chub was greeted by Jason's very hard and wet 11 cm [4"] boy-cock. He took Jason's dicklet in his hand and tried bending it down to fit the spill-proof urinal, but the thing was so hard it was impossible to bend so all he did was cause more pain for the boy. That, of course, did not prevent Chad from fumbling around with the boy-stick for a good five minutes, 'accidentally' stimulating Jason with the boy's own copious pre-cum.

"Nurse Henderson, I really really need to pee!" Jason begged nearly losing control.

"This isn't working Jason," the nurse said, "Your penis is just too hard."

"Oh, gawd, Nurse Henderson!" the boy said starting to whimper, "I really …"

"I have an idea!" Henderson said, "Wait up!"

Nurse Chad Henderson left Jason alone once again but two minutes later entered the room again with a box of plastic suction cups. Jason's eyes opened wide with horror as he remembered the items, they were what Dr Jones had used to collect his urine sample during his embarrassing entry-physical. There was no way he was going to be able to not cum if those things were applied to his dicklet. But it was not like he had a choice. Chad Henderson took Jason's hard dick –squeezing harder than he needed to- and pushed the first suction cup over the boy's cock-head.

"You can go now," Henderson said.

Jason let go of his bladder and as the cup started filling rapidly, the vacuum inside starting pulling the boy's bullet-shaped cock-head. Jason knew the drill from last time, so when the cup was almost filled, he clamped down on his bladder and stopped his flow and waited for the nurse to change cups. As Henderson slowly removed the cup, the sexual sensations of the suction made Jason sweat more than he already was. Chad took his time putting down the cup and getting a replacement, seeing the agony and worry on the boy's face which was screwed up. He imagined his colleagues enjoying the show and waved the next cup in greeting to them. Finally he placed the second cup on the boy's dick when he guessed the boy was just about to lose it if he didn't. He knew there were many more cups that would have to be used before the boy was finished. He repeated the whole procedure with the third and subsequent cups. Henderson knew the boy would need at least ten cups, possibly more.

The suction was just too much, Jason just wouldn't be able to handle so much suction to his hard hard dick. On the fifth cup

Jason closed his eyes tight hoping to prevent the sensations the suction was causing on his now swollen and purple cock-head. When Henderson noticed Jason was on the brink of an approaching orgasm, he squeezed on the shaft of his little boy dick to prevent him from doing so. Drs Jones and Bennet had been very clear that Jason was to be edged unmercifully but not allowed to cum until his final physical, which would take place the following Friday. Then he removed the fifth cup and after his well established routine finally replaced it with the sixth one.

Please, stop this torture, please! Jason thought unable to think of anything but the suction on his glans, I can't cum, I mustn't cum or I'm gonna lose my scholarship. Please, please, stop!

As the sixth cup filled, Henderson thought of a way to work the boy more than he was already being worked up. He unscrewed the seventh cup so the lid was barely held on, and waited for Jason to finish the current one. When Henderson removed the sixth cup, Jason squeezed his muscles trying to prevent himself from cumming as well as his bladder from releasing its pee. Henderson slowly placed the seventh cup and Jason immediately started filling it. When the cup was almost filled, Henderson pulled it off quicker than the others and what he expected happened, the cap fell, spilling all 50 ml of Jason's pee all over the boy's genitals and torso.

"Oh, God!" Henderson exclaimed.

"Oh, God!" Jason screamed as well trying to move but his bindings held him secure.

The shock led Jason to let his bladder go which is just what Henderson wanted for the boy to continue peeing, so pretending to be trying to help, he grabbed the boy's dick by the bullet cock-head, causing further irritation and itchiness, unbearable for any healthy twelve year old. Jason couldn't control himself at this point and his rod continued to spray its contents. Henderson held the boy's dick and pointed it upwards, making sure the boy's piss would land on his chest and further up., while pretending to be trying to control the boy's flow. Using his grip on the dicklet, he not only stimulated the cock-head. but by flapping the boy-stick to and fro, made Jason slosh his pee all over his torso, chest and even his chin and a bit of his face. When the flow finally decreased to a few drops, Henderson looked down at the boy with a stern frown of disapproval.

"I-I'm … so-sor-rry, Nurse," Jason said and started whimpering.

"This is the second time you have done this to me, Jason," Henderson said feigning being upset.

"I'm really sorry, nurse" Jason pouted.

"I'll go and get some help," Henderson said and stomped out of the room.

Back in the video room, Chad joined Kenneth Morgan, Adam Scott and Steve Rogers. All three nurses had their cocks out of their scrubs and were jacking off as they laughed at Jason's misfortune.

"You're evil, man," Kenneth said rubbing his wet cock-head.

"That's why I'm Bennet's favorite nurse," Henderson said, "So, who's gonna help me give a bed-bath to Jason?"

Steve Rogers, the only one who hadn't had a chance to handle Jason Cooper before today, offered himself for the task and both men left the video room to collect what they'd need in order to bathe the twelve year old. When Henderson and Rogers entered the medical room again, they found a weeping and hard-as-a-rock Jason. They both placed the items they would need on a rolling table and stood on each side of the bed.

"Jason," Chad said, "my partner Nurse Rogers has kindly agreed to help me bathe you so we can keep this little incident a secret from Drs Jones and Bennet, okay? You know what Dr Bennet said last time about not making a habit of peeing on people. I don't reckon he would be happy you still can't control your little dicklet"

"Sorry, and thanks" Jason said still whimpering.

On the count of three, Chad and Steve picked Jason up and removed the wet sheets. On a new count of three, they placed a rubber sheet under Jason so they could bathe him. Chad Henderson left the room to get water and Steve approached Jason.

"Are you okay, Jason?" he asked kindly.

Jason did not reply and started sobbing again.

"Hey, hey," Steve Rogers said in a soothing tone, "It's okay, it was an accident."

"Nu-nurse … Hen-hender-son is-is an-an-gry …" he said between sobs.

"No, he's not," Rogers said, "he's just tired."

Jason wasn't sure he believed him. He hadn't meant to upset Nurse Henderson who had been kind to him.

"After all, it's not your fault that this little fellow here," Rogers said playfully wiggling Jason's still very hard dicklet, "couldn't hold his water in."

Jason pouted not even aware that this nurse had playfully touched his dick and that the man's hand was still there, holding the hardening rod.

"I mean it," he said, "it's okay and it's normal since you're restrained, really."

Jason couldn't accept it was normal for a twelve-year-old to pee on himself. What was happening to him?

"Let me cut you a deal," Steve said finally letting go of the sweet stick.

Jason nodded again.

"I will ask Dr Bennet to put me in charge of you, that way, I can be very attentive to your needs. Would you like that?"

"I-I thi-think s-so," he replied.

"Good. Now, we have to take good care of this little worm here," he said touching Jason's hard dicklet again 'playfully', "so your results can come back negative, okay?"

Jason nodded still pouting.

"Come on," the man said pinching the boy's cheeks, "give me a big big smile!"

Jason laughed and smiled for the man, so relieved at the kindness he completely missed that the man was talking to him like he was a little six year old. He decided he did really like Steve Rogers and wanted to be looked after by him. He was very kind, much like Nurse Morgan had been to him.

"See?" Rogers said, "That's better! You have one beautiful boy smile!"

Jason laughed again.

"Thank you, nurse Rogers," he said in his shy soft voice.

"No, not nurse Rogers," the man said his hands now resting on Jason's chest, "Steve. We're friends, right?"

Jason nodded.

"Come on, let me hear it?"

"Thank you, Steve," Jason said.

Chad Henderson came back in the room with a bucket of warm water and placed it next to the bed. He handed Steve a plastic bowl and he kept the other one. On the count of three, both 'nurses' started pouring water over Jason's chest, carefully removing the boy's piss by rubbing their hands all over his chest. The warm water and the soft hands of the men had an effect Jason had not anticipated, making his little cock throb at the attention. Steve didn't fail to notice this and made sure to pour more water than necessary on the boy's nipple area. Chad followed Steve's lead and did the same on the other side.

The next bowls of water went over Jason's belly and pubic area, both adults caressing the boy's skin ever so softly. Jason felt a new wave of pleasurable feelings as the adult hands ran over his belly and pubic region. He had not anticipated, how much better he would feel when the next bowls of water splashed on his dick and balls. Both Chad and Steve 'kindly' made sure the water reached every spot, especially Jason's hard dick. It was Steve who peeled Jason's foreskin back and rubbed around the bullet-head as he poured warm water all over it. As he did so, Chad started pouring warm water over Jason's balls and ass.

Jason Cooper felt those funny pleasurable sensations again as the two adults poured water over his dick, balls and ass. What was wrong with him? Why couldn't he stop feeling aroused every time anyone touched him in his boy-bits? Was it possible he was a fag or that he was turning into one? No way! There was no way in hell he was turning into a fag!

Nurse Henderson had explained to him that it was normal to get hard if one's genitals were handled by anyone. It was also possible that, since he'd been forbidden to masturbate, his dick was not receiving the attention he used to give it jacking off at least twice a day. Maybe since he hadn't been touching himself his dick was reacting more strongly to the touch of strangers.

Rogers and Henderson noticed the boy's reaction and stopped the water pouring to move on to phase two: the bathing gel. Henderson poured a good amount of the substance on Jason's chest and torso and Rogers did the same on the boy's dick and balls. Then they started the rubbing. Steve Rogers was especially caring with Jason's boy-bits. When he started soaping the boy's dick, he felt the little rod throb incessantly under the attention. Jason's forehead was still pearled with sweat and Nurse Rogers thought this new experimental drug was probably a bit too much for a tween to handle, but Bennet and Jones had been very assured when they made the decision. As a nurse he knew he had no right to question the doctors' decision

Rogers and Henderson carried on with Jason's stimulation for another twenty minutes, making sure to touch all the right buttons to keep Jason on the edge. Two or three times the boy had been extremely close to orgasm, but Steve, like all the other members of the medical staff, were experts at edging young boys, so it hadn't been hard to keep Jason from going over the top. When they thought he probably could not take any more torture, they finished 'bathing' Jason and after Steve covered him with just a sheet they left him lying on the wet rubber sheet alone.

Once he was left alone Jason Cooper started crying again. He couldn't help getting those sensations in his boy-bits every time he was handled by the medical staff. In his head, the memories of the evening with Mark Wellington and Dale Robbins still tortured him. He kept worrying he was turning into a fag, and it terrified him. But he wasn't a fag, he just needed to understand why his body kept on betraying him in such a way. More than ever, he wanted to go home. Maybe the scholarship program was not so important after all, maybe his father would understand if he did not get the scholarship. Maybe he could try somewhere else.

No! he thought, I won't give up! I'm very close to getting the future I want for myself!

Around 3 pm Nurse Rogers came back to Jason's room with the boy's lunch. Jason Cooper was happy to see the man who he thought had been so very kind to him. Nurse Steve Rogers pushed a couple of buttons on the bed's remote and the head of the bed rose up so that the boy could be in a sitting position while still tightly bound. Nurse Rogers removed the sheet which was Jason's only cover, "to prevent accidents with the food", the man explained, and moved the wheeled table with the tray to a comfortable position so he could spoon-feed Jason. Jason's little rod was still hard as a rock and was a wet mess of pre-cum, a large pre-cum pool had settled on the rubber sheet under the boy's stick and nuts indicating how the strong sexual stimulant was still working.

Rogers was very kind while he was feeding the boy and Jason was very thankful to him again, expressing how much he appreciated what the man was doing for him. As Jason was finishing lunch, both Drs Bennet and Jones entered the room, asking Steve to leave them alone with the boy.

"So," Gregory Bennet said, "How's it going?"

"It's uncomfortable," Jason said, "but it's okay."

"Good," Jones said.

Both men looked at Jason's hard wet dick and grinned to each other, apparently, the pills were still working their magic. Dr Jones asked Jason to open his mouth so he could take a couple more relaxation pills and the boy obeyed oblivious to the nature of the pills he was ingesting. Then, they moved on to a routine check-up. While Jones took Jason's blood pressure, Bennet asked Jason to relax as he took his temperature with a large anal thermometer, again only used on large animals in veterinary practice, (definitely not meant to be used on twelve year old boys). As soon as the thermometer was pushed inside his ass, Jason's dick produced a new dollop of pre-cum, which the man pretended to ignore. He continued to twirl the thermometer and slide it back and forwards inside the boy for the full five minutes he gave it to register a temperature. Jones in the meantime performed a thorough check of the boy's chest and stomach, making sure to irritate and stimulate the boy's perky nipples. Bennet used his other hand to check the genitals, feeling the boy's hard stick love the attention and squeezing and twisting his little sac.

"Well, Jason," Jones said finally, "Everything seems to be in working order."

"Okay, doctor," Jason said shyly.

"We will be leaving campus soon," Bennet added, "But Nurse Rogers will be on shift so as to take care of you."

"Whe-when will … you be … back?" the boy asked.

"Monday morning, as usual," Dr Jones said, "But don't worry, Rogers is a very capable nurse, you will be in good hands." Dr Bennet grinned at his colleagues use of words.

"Okay, doctor," Jason said again.

"Have a good weekend, Jason," the red-haired said, "We'll be seeing you on Monday for your STD test."

The boy nodded and the doctors left him alone once again. Jason didn't know how he was going to be able to handle being restrained all weekend long with only Steve's company. Gosh! This was so bad already! He just wanted for this to be over.

It was seven pm when Nurse Steve Rogers came to check on Jason again. The boy was dying to pee and the man kindly helped him do so, unfortunately, again, using suction cups. Then Rogers told Jason he'd other things to do but would be coming back at nine to check on him again. Jason asked if he could swap the rubber sheet for a proper one as it was really uncomfortable, he was sticking to it and his back was all sweaty. Steve said he would see what he could do. Jason thanked Steve and was left alone in his room once again.

Probably half an hour later the door to his room opened. Jason blushed beyond belief when he saw Mark Wellington and Dale Robbins entering. He had wished they wouldn't be around anymore since every time he saw them it brought back the memories of the stuff he had done with the both of them yesterday.

"Hi, Jason," Mark Wellington said.

"What … what are you doing here?" Jason asked.

"Well, we heard you were tied up and decided to visit," Mark said.

Jason looked at the man with a puzzled expression.

"No we wanted to apologize," Dale said, "We know you wouldn't be here if it wasn't for us."

"What do you mean?" Jason asked.

"Well," Dale added, "We did make you cum fingering your ass and Dr Bennet realized you had orgasmed when you weren't supposed to."

Jason felt so embarrassed at Dale's words, especially because the man talked about it as if it was nothing. But maybe it wasn't? Jason Cooper was now thinking maybe he was making things bigger in his head, both men had been friendly with him and kind to make him cum even when his dick couldn't get hard because of the blocker. But he had jerked their dicks!

"Don't blush," Dale told him, "We're friends, Jason."

Jason Cooper nodded.

"So," Mark said, "since you were confined and it is our fault, we decided to make it up to you."

"You did?" Jason asked.

"Yes," Mark said, "We wanna make it up to you and make you feel as good as you made us feel when you jacked our cocks."

Jason blushed once again. Mark and Dale grinned knowing well the psychological effects their words had on the boy, they had learned from Coach Wright about which phrases were more likely to cause an impact on a boy and how to use them.

"Wha-what do y-you me-mean … make me fe-feel go-od?" Jason asked nervously.

Dale and Mark smiled at the boy and Mark whipped the sheet off, startling Jason and leaving him exposed to the two men. They both leaned over and placed their lips on the closest of Jason's nipples. Jason gasped as the adult mouths started stimulating his tender and sensitive boy nipples.

"N-no, sto-oo-oop!" he said.

But Mark and Dale did not stop. As they licked and bit on Jason's beautiful hard little knobs, Dale's hand went south and took the boy-stick in his hand. Working as a team, both men placed thumb and index on Jason's cock-head and peeled the foreskin back in a single co-ordinated motion, the little stick releasing a huge dollop of pre-cum. Both Dale and Mark started rubbing on the boy's cock-head, making sure to stimulate every single millimeter of the bullet-shaped glans.

"St-to-oo-oop, ple-ee-easeeee," Jason begged feeling the most disturbing sensations in his groin, thanks to the potent experimental drug.

Dale and Mark, once again in coordinated motion, started kissing Jason's chest and moved down, kissing every bit of boy skin on their way. Dale held Jason's cocklet as he and Mark started licking on the purple hard glans. Jason gasped again.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeaaaaaaseeeeeee," he begged.

Mark's and Dale's tongues danced around Jason's cock-head making the boy crazy with pleasure. After all, Jason had never felt a tongue on his dick before he came to St Raphael's, let alone two. Mark and Dale were a good team when it came to abusing boys, and their expert adult tongues danced all over the little cock-head, stimulating Jason in ways the boy had never imagined. Then both men kissed with Jason's dick between their mouths. The French kissing caused the men's tongues to move around Jason's pole and make him even hornier if that was possible.

"Please," Jason begged softly this time.

For an answer, Dale started blowing the boy-dick, up and down the little pole as he tongue-bathed Jason's cock-head. Mark was not going to be left out, so he got busy sucking on Jason's little nuts as he started rubbing the virgin asshole in circles with his index finger. They sucked dick and balls and fingered ass in turns, seeing Jason squirm in pleasure as they did.

Jason was so confused in his mind. He wanted Mark and Dale to stop this faggot stuff once and for all, but their tongues and mouths felt so good on his dick and balls. There was no doubt in his mind now, these two men were fags and what they were doing was definitely inappropriate. He would report them! He had to! They had to stop doing this and he had to report them if he wanted them to never touch him again! But it felt so good in his dick, so good. Did he want them to touch him again? No!

Mark and Dale knew exactly what they were doing as they sucked on Jason's cock and balls and fingered the boy's ass. They were so into it they pulled their hard cocks out and started masturbating as they abused Jason Cooper's dick, nuts and ass. Jason was on the brink of orgasm when Dale and Mark stopped in unison their manipulation of his boy-bits, quickly recognizing at the same time the signs; Jones' instructions had been very clear, lots of edging, no cumming. Jason wanted to ask why they had stopped, but he couldn't, he couldn't tell them he liked what they were doing. Why did he like what they were doing? He shouldn't like what they were doing. He would not like what they were doing if he weren't a fag. Was he? Was he a fag?

"Look," Mark said showing his hard drooling huge cock, "You have us real hard once again."

Jason blushed at Mark's remark but said nothing. Mark rubbed his oozing cock-head on Jason's hard nipple, smearing the tender spot with his adult pre-cum. Dale mirrored Mark's actions on Jason's other nipple, effectively covering the boy's chest with their pre-cum.

"I've never met a boy who made me so hard. Have you Dale?"

"No, Mark," Dale replied, "Jason is definitely one of a kind. It would be a shame if he did not get his scholarship, you know?"

Both Mark and Dale were masturbating over Jason, their pre-cum oozing down from their dick-lips on to Jason's torso, every now and then slapping their cocks against Jason's chest.

"Why … are you do-doing thi-this?" Jason asked.

"Because it feels good," Mark said, "We always do what makes us feel good. And you are one yummy faggot."

"I-I'm no-not a faggot!" Jason whined although his voice betrayed he was no longer sure.

"Oh, yes you are," Mark said, "Straight boys don't cum when they're fingered in their asses."

"You-you're lying," Jason softly protested.

"Am I?" Mark said as he pushed two fingers up Jason's ass.

Against his will, the expert manipulations of Mark Wellington to his prostate made Jason feel hot in his dick once again. Jason was at a loss for words as the man proved his point making the boy feel horny beyond belief as his prostate was worked up.

"See?" Mark said, "You love being fingered in the ass."

"I … I …" Jason stammered unable to say anything else.

Dale went back to sucking Jason's dicklet as Mark finger-fucked the boy's hole again. Jason Cooper felt those glorious sensations once more as the coach assistants stimulated him in his dick and ass. But this was so very wrong!

"I-I'm … telling … Dr Bennet," Jason said.

Dale let go of Jason's cock and spoke, "Do that, if you want to lose your scholarship. Because trust me, Coach Wright trusts his assistants' word more than some little faggot-boy who will lie to get a scholarship."

"You're one ungrateful boy," Mark said, "We came here to make you feel good and you're talking about reporting us."

"I … I …"

Dale was once again sucking on Jason's dicklet and playing with the boy's nuts as Mark carried on fingering him. They pushed Jason to the brink of orgasm once again, having him gasping and moaning as he felt his climax approaching for the umpteenth time that day. And then they stopped again.

"What is it, Jason?" Mark asked, "Do you want us to make you cum?"

Jason shook his head no. But he did want them to make him cum.

"I think he's lying," Dale volunteered, "look at how wet his boy-cock is."

"No we should go now," Mark said, "Jason doesn't want us to make him feel good."

"No!" Jason said.

"Yes," Mark said, "You're an ungrateful little faggot. We will talk to Coach Wright about you. We'll tell him you're a little faggot who does not deserve a scholarship."

Having said this, Mark nodded to Dale and they both put their cocks back in their pants and started walking outside the room.

"Please!" Jason begged.

But the men had already left the room. He was going insane! Why was he feeling those things? It had felt so good when they were doing stuff to him, but he knew it was wrong! But he had been so close to cumming, why had they stopped? And what if they spoke to Coach Wright and he lost his chance of a scholarship? They were going to lie to Coach Wright, they would tell the man he was a fag and he would lose all opportunity of ever getting his scholarship. He couldn't let that happen, he had to talk to Mark and Dale and beg them not to say anything to Coach Wright. He would promise not to say anything either, he couldn't risk Coach Wright not wanting him. He had to remain quiet and he knew it. Not disappointing his father was the most important thing to him. He had to find a way to talk to Mark and Dale before it was too late. If only he wasn't tied to this fucking bed!

Chapter 10
A week in abstinence hell

The rest of Saturday evening and Sunday so far had been uneventful for Jason. Every four hours Nurse Rogers had come in to check on him which seemed to involve touching his chest and genitals, taking his anal temperature and giving him more pills. He had explained that for some reason there were no other sheets so Jason would have to stay on the rubber sheet but that was probably a good idea as the doctor had gone off without fitting his catheter and he didn't want to have more wet sheets to deal with if Jason peed himself again. He had also fed Jason supper and breakfast and allowed him to have a couple of pees using the suction cups although he seemed to get it done quicker than Nurse Henderson without any further accidents.

So Jason had had a lot of time to lie and think and be miserable with nothing to disturb his thoughts except for the continuous intense feelings Jason kept on experiencing in his boy-parts. The frustration that he could do nothing about them added to his misery. He had spent all night imagining what his future would be like if he didn't get his scholarship and when he finally managed to drop off he dreamed of the scorn he was met with by his father and brothers when he returned home branded as a faggot. He woke up just at the point in his dream when Petey and Kevin were screaming at him calling him fag and queer and his dad shouting at him to leave them alone and calling him names when he had only tried to give his brothers a hug.

He woke up scared and more determined to persuade Mark and Dale not to tell on him. He had asked Nurse Rogers, after his morning pee, to get a message to Mark and Dale and ask them to come and see him as he reckoned they wouldn't speak to the Coach before Monday. Steve had agreed to try although he couldn't promise they would be on campus.

So he felt both stressed and relieved at the same time as Mark Wellington and Dale Robbins entered his room, for he knew now at least he had a chance to talk to them, to try and persuade them not to say anything to Coach Wright. With Mark and Dale was another assistant, one Jason did not think he had met before but who was introduced as Dave Holland. When all three assistants surrounded the bed, Jason looked at Mark in the eye.

"Thanks for coming," Jason said shyly even more embarrassed that he was going to talk in front of a third man.

"We weren't planning on coming," Mark said, "but we discussed the situation with Coach Assistant Holland, our supervisor, and he said we should hear you out."

"Thank you," Jason said looking at Dave Holland.

"So, what did you want to talk about?" Dale asked.

"I … um …" Jason started, "I … please … don't talk to Coach Wright about me … I … I really want this scholarship."

"You have offended us several times over," Mark Wellington said, "Why should we do as you ask?"

"I'm sorry I … I offended you …" Jason apologized.

"Well, Dale and I are going to tell Coach Wright how you've offended us," Mark said, "And I guess there will be no scholarship for you after all."

"Please," Jason said, "Please don't … My dad …"

"You have it coming, Jason," Dale said, "You were mean to us when all we wanted was to make you feel like you belonged."

"Please …" Jason begged with tears welling up in his eyes.

"Sorry, you threatened to try and get us into trouble" Mark said.

"Please!" Jason begged again, "I'm really sorry".

"No can do," Dale said, "You've proved you aren't interested in doing what coach assistants tell you."

Jason started whimpering thinking he'd fucked up real good this time, making himself lose the chance of a scholarship in a renowned institution.

"Please give me another chance, I won't do it again, I'll show you I can be obedient…" he said between sobs as Mark and Dale turned away as if they were going to leave.

"I guess you could give the boy another chance," Dave Holland interjected.

Jason nodded as he looked into Dave's blue eyes, trying to persuade him to come to his aid.

"How far will you go to get your scholarship, Jason?" Holland asked.

"I'll do anything!" Jason said without hesitation.

"Good," Holland said, "then I guess you wouldn't mind making it up to Mark and Dale for how you have wronged them."

"What should I do?" Jason asked. "Please Mark, Dale, give me another chance, I'm sorry I screwed up."

"You will do everything we tell you to," Mark said removing the sheet and placing his hand on Jason's hard dicklet.

"And you will admit you enjoyed what we did and you wanted to do it," Dale added.

Mark was already jacking Jason's cock up and down and Dale helped Mark by peeling Jason's foreskin back so he could polish on the bullet-shaped cock-head. Dave Holland was looking at his two mentees and grinned. Jason looked at the three men. He knew this was wrong, he knew he shouldn't accept. He had to come clean with Dr Bennet. He knew that was the right thing to do. But then again, that meant the end of any hope for his scholarship and his future dreams. And they were willing to say nothing to Coach Wright. The boy looked at Dave Holland as Mark and Dale stimulated his dick.

"So, what's it gonna be, champ?" Dave Holland asked.

Jason felt the ecstasy of being touched by these men once again. The way they touched him made his body react in ways he had never imagined. Under the influence of the potent experimental drug, and the pressure of his scholarship, Jason nodded.

"No, you need to say it all, so they know you mean it. You need to tell them that you are really sorry for the way you have behaved and you are going to do better in the future," Dave Holland wasn't going to make it easy for the boy. He pulled out a Dictaphone and told Jason he should repeat after him.

"What are you going to with that," Jason nervously asked.

"Nothing as long as you don't go back on your promises. My colleagues need some insurance to trust you again. It's this or I would advise them to talk to Coach Wright tomorrow morning."

"What do you want me to say?" Jason conceded.

"Repeat after me exactly what I say, no deviations or arguments. I am Jason Cooper, I am twelve years old and I am attending St Raphael's Academy for a trial for a sports scholarship."

Jason obeyed his instructions and repeated the words in a quiet clear voice. While he spoke Mark and Dale continued to stimulate his genitals.

"I have been having funny feelings and thoughts for some months and I jerk off a lot," Dave added, "Recently I have been imagining my coach playing with my wiener and me playing with his dick."

Jason looked at the man with horror and said, "I'm not saying that!"

"Okay, lets go men!" Dave ordered, "he is already backing out, he can't be trusted. We'll see Coach tomorrow and he will be out of here back with his family who will know what a faggot he is. I honestly doubt anyone will want him in their team from now on as it spreads round his school. Coach will need to warn his school-coach about him."

Jason stared in horror at what was being said and he realized things had just got worse. As Mark and Dale released his dicklet and balls he knew he couldn't let them leave so started pleading to be given one more chance. He promised he would say anything Dave said to the Dictaphone. The men appeared to be very reluctant to give into his begging and gave no hint of how much they were enjoying seeing the naked bound tween grovel, knowing as usual the Coach had been right in what he had predicted would happen. They almost wished he wasn't tied down as they knew they would have had him groveling on his hands and knees, begging for forgiveness. Finally Dave allowed himself to be persuaded and the 'confession' was continued.

"I have been having funny feelings and thoughts for some months and I jerk off a lot. Recently I have been imagining my coach playing with my wiener and me playing with his dick."

Dave made Jason repeat this several times until he was 'satisfied' with the delivery but really to rub the message home.

"He has never done such a thing or anything else wrong but I keep imagining it. I'm really scared I am becoming a faggot."

Dave took the boy through a long confession where he admitted he had flaunted himself at the assistant coaches, finding opportunities to get naked in front of them, trying to get them to touch him. He next confessed to trying to blackmail them by telling them he would make false accusations against them if they didn't help make sure he got a scholarship because he was desperate to get in to the academy. How the coach assistants had talked to him and explained how wrong it was what he was doing and how they would help him but they needed him to make this confession in case he ever did any of the things he had threatened. How grateful he was to them and how he was committed to being a better boy and let them help and guide him if he managed to get a scholarship.

Jason stumbled at things and had to repeat them until Dave was happy he had got it all. He played it back to them all and even Jason realized if he didn't know better he would believe everything he heard on the tape.

"You've made a very wise choice," Dave Holland said as he pocketed the Dictaphone and started caressing Jason's nipples.

Jason whimpered, because now there weren't two men, but three. Dave Holland got busy licking and biting Jason's nipples in turn as Dale bent down and started sucking on Jason's yummy boy-stick. Mark started sucking on Jason's boy-nuts as he started finger-fucking the ass he was growing so fond of. Jason was once again in hell as his body betrayed his mind.

"I want Jason to jack me off," Dale said.

"He's restrained, airhead," Mark replied, "He can't jack you off."

"Well," Dave Holland interjected, "Certainly not with his hands."

Jason was not very sure what Dave Holland meant, but Mark and Dale were. Dale Robbins grinned and stopped sucking on Jason's cock. He pulled his cock out of his pants and brought it to Jason's face. He started rubbing his cock around Jason's cheeks and across his lips, the boy felt disgusted.

"I think you know what it means," Holland said pinching Jason's nipples as Mark finger-fucked him, "You're gonna have to blow Dale."

Jason shook his head no.

"Come on, Jason," Dave Holland said, "You agreed to do as we said."

"I … I can't …"

Dave Holland pulled his cock out of his pants too, his gorgeous veiny white 19 cm [7.5"] cock on display to Jason for the very first time. The thick cock was slightly curved downwards and had an average-sized triangle-shaped red cock-head. He placed his cock on Jason's other cheek and both men started smearing their pre-cum all over Jason's face.

"Please," Jason whimpered.

"If you say no we'll take your confession to Coach Wright and you are out of here," Dale said smearing his pre-cum on Jason's lips.

Jason knew he was beaten and opened his mouth slowly, and Dale pushed the red cock-head inside the warm damp hole. Dale's cock smelled of piss and Jason felt himself retch, but Dale did not give him a chance to reconsider his acquiescence. With his cock-head inside the boy's mouth he said, "Use your tongue as I did on your cock."

Jason did his best to obey, moving his tongue in circles around Dale's cock-head. Dale then pushed his cock a bit further and then removed it, leaving space for Dave like the experienced sexual tag team they were. Dave Holland then put his cock in Jason's mouth and the boy accepted his dick like he had Dale's. He did the tongue thing on the man's cock-head. Mark intensified the finger-fuck as he started sucking on Jason's 11 cm [4.5"] rod, helping the boy to have some good feelings to go with the disgust he felt for himself at what he was doing for the two men. Some minutes later, Jason was sucking on both Dale's and Dave's cocks with more ability than they expected. He noticed he was almost getting used to the flavor, though their pre-cum kept on oozing into his mouth. Mark kept up his stimulation of the boy's dick and ass but when he saw Jason was very close to climaxing, he stopped, squeezing the stem of the dick and the boy's balls, using the pain to ensure he killed the imminent orgasm. Jason groaned in complaint but he had Dave's 19 cm [7.5"] thick rod almost up to the hilt, his eyes watering and his face red as he couldn't breathe properly.

"Time for some real play," Mark said.

He unzipped his backpack bringing out a vibrator. He lubed the object and then placed the tip against Jason's anus. With not much of a ceremony, he pushed the tip in. Jason grunted as he sucked on Dale's cock which had replaced Dave's seconds earlier. Mark pushed the vibrator in more. Jason grunted and Dale removed his cock and as Dave pushed his back into Jason's mouth, Mark pushed the rest of the vibrator inside the boy. The pain in Jason's ass was unbearable as was the choking sensation of Dave's huge cock in his mouth. Mark turned on the vibrator, taking Jason to the next level.

"My turn," he said.

He pulled his pants down, his gigantic 25 cm [10"] cock standing proud and Dave moved aside. Jason's eyes opened wide as he saw Mark's huge cock again, but he knew better than to complain. Mark pushed his rod inside Jason's mouth and, unlike Dale and Dave, he started face-fucking Jason mercilessly. Jason was turning purple with the huge cock pushing against the back of his throat.

"Fuck, this is one tight boy-whore!" Mark said pushing in and out.

As Mark face-fucked Jason, Dave and Dale kept rubbing their cocks against Jason's cheeks and forehead and every so often combining to push them into his ears. Jason's face was now a wet mess of saliva, pre-cum and snot as he tried to breathe.

"Fuck I'm gonna cum!" Mark announced.

Jason was relieved this was coming to an end, but knew this was the worst bit as Mark pulled back, leaving his cock-head inside the boy's mouth. The first jet of adult spunk caught him by surprise, but he was not going to be able to move, for Dale and Dave were holding his head steady with their hands and their cocks thrust in his ears. Mark's cock kept on spurting inside the boy's mouth, jet after jet after jet of his thick abundant cum. At some point, Jason started swallowing to avoid choking to death on the thick flood, giving the boy his first taste of adult cum. The sight was so erotic that Dave and Dale, jacking off, started cumming, quickly moving their dicks all over Jason's face, giving him his first facial ever. As all three adults were coming down from their tremendous sexual highs they heard the boy bleating. Finally they registered what he was saying.

"I … I …" Jason said whimpering, "I … need … to cum …"

All three men laughed.

"Who cares what you need?" Holland asked as he pushed his wet cock-head inside Jason's mouth again to make the boy clean him.

Then Dale did the same giving Jason the taste of three different flavored adult-cum. When they were satisfied with the job he did, they dried their dicks on Jason's chest and belly and pulled their pants up tucking their tween-cleaned dicks away in their sweats. Just before leaving they all tugged a bit on Jason's cocklet, enough to leave him fully hard again but not enough to make him cum.

"A shame you can't cum before your physical," Mark said and laughed, "but we don't want to run any risk you won't get your scholarship now we understand each other".

"Take care," Dale said, "We'll be seeing you soon. Oh! I almost forgot!"

With this, Dale turned the TV on to the special channel. On the screen a very young boy, probably Jason's age, was being face-fucked by three adults. Jason started crying as the porn played and the men left the room. He had sucked on three adult dicks! He had even eaten Mark's load! This was the most degrading thing he'd ever done. He now truly felt like a fag, his face all covered in adult cum. How was he going to explain it to Steve when the man came for his rounds? If he saw cum, he would ask who had done this to him. If he asked, he would have to tell. If he told, Coach Wright would know and he'd lose his scholarship. And the porn video was so good his cock started throbbing on its own. There was no way he was going to be able to endure the whole week without cumming!

Coach Ernie Wright was sitting in his office with lovely eight year old Robyn Edwards sucking on his huge cock. Sitting in front of the coach was the rest of the committee. Directly in front of Coach Wright, was Principal Sanders, whose cock and balls were being sucked in turns by ten and twelve year old brothers Tommy and Danny Reed. Next to Principal Sanders, on his left, was African American Dean Jeremy Hill, his gorgeous black veiny rod inserted up Keith Wilson's 11 year old ass. As the Dean fucked the boy, he was also playing with Keith's 8 cm lovely hard dick. Next to Principal Sanders, to his right, was Counselor Bruce Kerrigan being happily sucked by Andy Murphy. To Dean Hill's left was Doctor Felix Jones being blown by cry-baby Karl Weiss, who hated oral sex more than any other thing and was having a hard time with Jones' gigantic cock. Last, but not least, was President of the PTA Andrew Murphy, with nine year old Craig Davis riding his thick adult cock.

"Very well," Coach Wright said, "I've been following up on the Cooper boy's progress through your reports as well as those from my assistants."

All committee members nodded trying to focus on what the ring leader was saying, but finding it hard to concentrate as their adult cocks were worked on so expertly by the sweet 'special sports stars'.

"Tomorrow is Friday and the last day we can keep Jason Cooper with us without raising suspicion from his father. We have to make his Friday Physical an event to remember."

"One good thing," Felix Jones spoke, "is that your reliable assistants have confirmed for us that the boy is easily coerced with the right motivation."

"Right," Principal Sanders said, "those videos of Jason chomping down on Wellington's, Robin's and Holland's cocks and eating their cum-loads are proof enough of how bendable little Mr. Cooper is."

All men laughed at the remark as the boys continued to service the staff member assigned to them for the meeting.

"So," Coach Wright carried on, "We need to see that all preparations are made. Dr Jones, I want the Cooper boy slightly sedated."

"Come again?" Jones said, "We've never sedated a boy prior to his admission."

"I know," Coach Wright replied, "But we'd never had a boy like Jason Cooper before. He is ready."

"Ernie," Counselor Kerrigan interjected as Andy Murphy sucked on his 63 year old cock, "I think Felix might have a point. The boy is going home over the weekend. If he were to talk …"

All committee members turned to look at Kerrigan, for all of them knew how Coach Wright hated being second guessed, especially if it was two or more members banding together against him.

"If he was going to talk, he would've done it by now," Ernie Wright said.

Principal Sanders and Dean Hill looked at the bull of a man as he made his point .

"What do you mean?" Kerrigan asked.

"He's had plenty of opportunity to rat on my three assistants and he hasn't."

"That is true," Principal Sanders added.

"You know why?"

All committee members looked at Coach Wright waiting for the man to make his point on why he thought Jason Cooper was ready to be taken to the next level prior to his admission. It was standard procedure, after all, to have a boy slightly sedated the first time he was to be 'initiated', but that usually happened when the boy in question had been manipulated by the staff members for some time and his mind had been bent enough for them to be certain the boy would not talk.

"He hasn't said anything because he really wants this scholarship; not because of the scholarship per se but because he wants to belong. He wants to be in my good graces, he wants to make me proud. That is a powerful idea in a boy's mind." Coach Wright knew that was not the real reason why he was so confident but he saw no reason to inform the others of the tape of Jason's confession. He never believed in giving people information he considered they didn't need to know.

"I still think …" Jones said.

"Am I asking what you think?" Ernie Wright asked with an angry tone.

The tension was palpable in the environment, even the boys felt the tension in the room as their masters' dicks paused in their butts or mouths as Jones and Wright looked each other in the eye.

"No, Coach," he replied backing down.

"I want Cooper slightly sedated for tomorrow's physical. This will be our chance … Oh, fuck!" the man said and slapped Robyn across the cheek as he roared, "Mind the teeth! As I was saying, this will be a once in a lifetime opportunity. Before his physical, though, I'll pay him a visit tonight to ensure our success."

"All right, Coach," Jones said.

"Have your assistant meet me at 16:00 hours in my office," Wright said, "He'll be the head physician for this physical."

"Coach?" Jones asked in confusion.

"You will be relieved of your duties as Chief Medical Officer for a couple of weeks. Maybe, some time off will help you remember who's in charge here. I suggest you go and pack and get off campus after handing everything over to Dr Bennet. Find a place to stay for two weeks and think about what you want to do with your life, what your duty is and where your priorities are. In two weeks we will talk and see if you have a future at the Academy. Perhaps two weeks of chastity will help you recognize the advantages of being allowed to be a member of staff at this fine establishment. I am sure we would not have any problem finding a replacement if you wish to leave because you don't feel the benefits are worth giving me your obedience. Please ask Dr Bennet to fix you with the 'Hook Stud Restrainer' before you go and to give me the key when he sees me. It will be waiting for you when we talk in a fortnight. "

"Yes, Coach, I'm sorry for my stupidness," Doctor Felix Jones said completely beaten and worried about his future and his lack of access to boys for the next two weeks and the threat it might be for longer. He certainly didn't intend to make things worse by arguing or pleading. He knew that particular cock-cage well having fitted it on a number of coach assistants who had incurred Coach's wrath. It was the smallest and twisted and bent the man's cock when soft, squeezing his balls in the attached case. Both were studded with small tack-like protuberances which irritated all the time but were really painful if the man's dick tried to erect. He reluctantly pulled his dick out of Weiss' mouth and reluctantly buttoned his trousers up and slunk out of the room. Keith Weiss couldn't hide his relief at being released before he had got a mouthful but foolishly let Coach Wright see it. The sadistic man immediately asked Dean Hill to pull his dick out of Keith Wilson's ass and ordered Weiss to get across and suck the Dean, calling Wilson over to come and suck his balls while Robyn continued to suck his dick. He knew if there was anything Keith Weiss hated more than blowing a man's dick, it was blowing a man's dick that had just come out of another boy's ass. To rub the point in he asked President Murphy to keep his dick in Craig Davis' butt but not cum until Weiss was ready to finish him off.

"Now, let's enjoy ourselves," the massive Coach said as he face-fucked eight year old Robyn mercilessly as Keith crawled across and started licking his balls. The Coach was happy he had once more demonstrated to everyone, who was in charge in this school and how he was not to be thwarted in any way.

Jason Cooper thought he was on the verge of losing his mind. It was Thursday night and his Friday physical had been scheduled for 12:00 noon. All week long he had lain on the rubber sheet bound to the bed unable to move, When lucky he was covered with a thin sheet which was constantly tented by his so so hard dicklet. Once a day in the presence of all four nurses he'd had samples taken for STDs by Dr Bennet. Every single day he was sanitized before and after the sampling and the sensations in his dicklet as he was handled seemed to have intensified tenfold.

It didn't help that every single day, around 7 pm he'd been visited by Mark Wellington, Dale Robbins and Dave Holland. All three men would stay with him for over an hour and would stimulate his dick and ass always leaving him on the brink of orgasm. On each of their visits, Jason had been forced to pleasure all three men with his mouth and had eaten all of their heavy cum-loads. Each morning Nurse Rogers had cleaned up his body removing the evidence of the previous evening's abuse. He never asked any questions or said anything and Jason was much to ashamed to talk about it. Although Jason knew he was doing it for his scholarship and he had no real choice, but the thought of blowing three adults on a daily basis was eating away at him in his brain and at his self-worth.

He kept struggling with the idea of being a fag, but usually he managed to keep it pushed to the back of his mind but every time the men stimulated him almost to the point of orgasm it took over and as they left him dirty with some boy-fag porn on the television he would cry himself to sleep convinced he was a fag. Nurse Rogers at the same time he cleaned Jason, he also wiped the rubber sheet down removing the, by then, large pool of Jason's pre-cum which he dripped constantly during the day and night and collected under his little boy-sac.

Jason had noticed that he couldn't concentrate on TV or anything else. All he could think about these days was the urge to be able to touch himself, to masturbate and cum. He realized it was because his dick was being stimulated all the time and there was no release. His boy-rod was always hard and he'd even gotten used to it being wet all the time. He was so glad this week of sexual torture was nearly over so he could go home over the weekend and jerk his brains out.

"Hello, Jason," Coach Wright said entering his room.

Jason Cooper's eyes opened wide, never expecting the Coach to come and visit him. He looked at the massive man and nervously smiled at him.

"Hello, sir," he replied with his lovely tween voice.

"How are you feeling today?" the man asked.

"Great, Coach," the boy lied.

"I hear from Doctors Jones and Bennet that you're doing alright and you have been behaving yourself," the man said sitting on the bed next to Jason.

"I … uh … I guess," he said shyly.

"There's no need to be modest," Coach Wright said, "I heard that your samples today came back almost clean, They tell me they're hoping you'll do even better tomorrow."

"I hope so, sir."

"There's something I need to tell you, Jason," Coach Wright said, "Can I be honest with you and will you keep it secret? I warn you now if you ever tell anyone what I am about to say I will have you out of this place, scholarship or no scholarship, board or no board. Do I make myself clear?"

Jason looked at the man and nodded, it seemed like everything in this academy was to be kept a secret, but he did not voice his thoughts.

"I didn't want to give you this extra chance, I don't believe in special treatment but the board went against my wishes. I never like not getting my way. I will be quite happy if you fail and I can tell the board I told them so."

Jason looked devastated. This man still wants to get rid of me, after all I have done, all that I have put up with, he still wants me out.

"However I am not an unfair man, if you pass and the board award you a scholarship I will accept the decision and not try to get rid of you, which I am sure you realize if I wanted to I could."

Jason gave a little whimper acknowledging the power of the man.

"Do you know why I am prepared to give you this chance?" As Jason shook his head the Coach continued, "Well I'll tell you. Mainly because several of my Coach assistants have come to me and begged for me to give you a chance. Your two strongest advocates have been Mark Wellington and Dale Robbins, supported by their mentor Dave Holland. They assure me you are learning to do as you are told and have some special talents which they think they can help train you to use. They thought your early indiscipline was just you weren't used to being disciplined but since they have taken you in hand you were becoming very eager to please them. Remember every athlete needs to do everything his coaches tell him if he wants to make it. So because of them I am inclined to let them have their way. But let me tell you, if they ever come to me and say they have changed their minds, you are no longer showing the same willingness to do as you are told, you will be out.

"There is also another reason and that is what you have done this week. While I was unhappy the doctors thought it was necessary for you to be tied up because they weren't sure you would control yourself I have had reports from everyone who has seen you that you have fully co-operated with your treatment, that you haven't complained or moaned and put up with discomfort and pain without grumbling. Those are all powerful weapons an athlete needs in his armory and it is hard to teach them.

Very few boys get to show your level of commitment," Coach said patting Jason's belly, "and it gives me hope that one day I might even be proud you are a St Raphaelian."

"Really?" Jason asked in surprise.

"Really," the man said, "If there's something I value greatly is a boy's level of commitment. And I have to tell you I admire your courage and your conviction. For me it goes some way to help me forgive your earlier misdemeanor, forgive but not forget."

"Thank you, sir," Jason said blushing beyond belief.

The pervert felt his dick engorge as Jason Cooper's face turned red. The Cooper boy was definitely a delicacy the coach was dying to try, but all in good time.

"I want you to know I think you could become a really useful member of the academy, Jason," the man said, "but you mustn't expect it to be easy. You will have to work hard and you won't always like what you have to do. There will be pain and at times you will feel too tired to go on but you will have to find a way."

"I know, sir," the boy said, "but I'm willing to do what it takes to show you I can be the best boy you have ever had."

Ernie Wright felt delighted at Jason's words, the boy was incredibly submissive and eager to please, the way the man liked his boys to be. Looking at Jason he wondered if his two little brothers, that Dylan and Denis had told him about, would be as easy and willing as their older brother. If they were, the man would be more than happy to grant them both a scholarship as well. One of the things Coach Wright loved, was having boys from the same family pleasuring him at the same time. That was why he enjoyed using Tommy and Danny Reed together, making them compete to see who could pleasure him best and punishing the loser. Just imagining what he could do in the privacy of his room with the three Cooper brothers made his cock spurt some pre-cum.

"Remember you have promised to keep this conversation a secret, though," Coach Wright added, "You know what will happen if you break your promise. You also don't want the other boys to know that you got special treatment and that you shouldn't really be attending the Academy, they could be very mean to you if they found out."

Coach Wright was tenderly patting Jason's belly, when the door opened and in came Dr Bennet.

"Coach Wright," he said, "I didn't realize you were visiting. I'll come back later."

"No, doctor, it's okay," Ernie said and grinned, knowing the Doctor knew full well he was in the room and the Doctor's coming was only for the Coach's benefit, "please come in."

"I'm here to perform a last minute check-up on Jason to see he's ready for his physical tomorrow."

"Good," the muscular man said, "Do you mind if I stay?"

"By all means, Coach," Dr Bennet said removing Jason's bedspreads.

Jason blushed big time as the good doctor uncovered him, as he felt horribly exposed in front of the coach, especially, because his dick was really hard and wet, and he knew there was a large puddle of his juice between his thighs on the rubber sheet. He tried his best not to show his embarrassment, particularly because Coach Wright had just told him some very nice things. Dr Bennet went straight for the main prize, taking Jason's hot rod in his hands 'checking' to make sure everything was fine. As he checked, he made sure to peel the foreskin back, squeeze the bullet cock-head some, squeeze on the shaft as well and play a bit with Jason's nuts. It was shocking for the man that the boy had not realized all these 'medical check-ups' were in reality fake excuses to molest him. Boy Jason did not seem aware of the sexual nature of the doctor's manipulations of his boy-bits.

"There's a lot of juice," Coach Wright observed using the informal word 'juice' for pre-cum to see Jason's reaction.

The boy didn't seem shocked by the man's choice of words, but his face turned even redder at the man's remark.

"That's perfectly normal," Dr Bennet said as way of an explanation, "Jason has been restrained since he was restricted to the medical room."

"I see," Coach Wright replied, "Hormones."

"Exactly. Right now I just wanted to make sure his penis was in working order for tomorrow's samples," the doctor said in order to justify his molestation before Jason's eyes.

"I see," Coach Wright said, "and everything is fine?"

"See for yourself, Coach, if you will," Dr Bennet said offering Jason's cock to the man.

Coach Wright extended his hand and handled Jason's cock a bit, making sure it would look like he was checking him in a medical fashion. The man did not miss the opportunity to fondle Jason's little nuts as well, being Coach Wright's favored boy-parts for inflicting discipline. He looked forward to the day when he would first punish Jason's nuts and start teaching him about real pain and pleasure. He smiled to himself thinking the pain was always the boy's while the pleasure was mainly his.

"Yes, everything seems fine. Though, did you feel a little lump on Mr. Cooper's glans?" Coach asked to invite some more rubbing of Jason's cock-head.

"I did not," Bennet said, "let me check."

Coach Wright kept Jason's cock in his hand as Dr Bennet rubbed a bit on the boy's bullet-shaped cock-head. He said he couldn't feel a lump and Coach Wright showed him where he thought it was, both men polishing Jason who was starting to gasp as he was handled. Dr Bennet said he thought he might feel something but he wasn't sure if it was a lump. At the Coach's insistence that they needed to be certain, they both carried on the cock-head polishing for longer. Jason was terrified he would cum, he was so horny he didn't think he could take any more touching on his drooling dicklet.

"Let me get my lamp and a sanitizing pad," Dr Bennet said, "I want to make sure it's nothing."

"Go ahead, doctor," Coach Wright said reluctantly letting go of Jason's boy-stick.

When Dr Bennet had left, a very embarrassed Jason Cooper turned to look at the Coach.

"Is it something serious?" he asked between gasps as he tried not to let his dicklet disgrace him in front of Coach.

"I'm hoping not," the man said, "I hope you won't disappoint me just as I am beginning to see some potential in you."

Jason looked disturbed as the Coach mentioned 'disappointment' and he certainly hoped it wouldn't be anything serious that might make him lose his scholarship and the man's approval. The boy was so confused, he had been taken so low when it appeared despite all he had suffered the Coach was going to get rid of him and then a few minutes later with a few words of minimal praise he felt lifted right up. Now he was worried it was all going to come crashing down again. In his fear and panic he wanted to keep the man on his side. He needed to prove he valued the Coach's opinion.

"Sir," Jason said the first thing that came into his head, "Would you check again and tell me?"

Ernie Wright did not believe what he was hearing. Lovely Jason Cooper was asking the man to touch him again. Truth, the boy did not really understand the sexual nature of all the abuse he had endured in the course of the past almost two weeks. In his innocence, Jason was asking the man he wanted to impress to be kind enough to check for him if there was something wrong with his dick.

"Jason," the man said, "the most qualified person to assess whether there's something wrong is Dr Bennet. I'm only a Coach."

"Please, sir," Jason Cooper insisted oblivious to the fact that he was inviting the man to molest him even further, "I really want to make sure I won't disappoint you."

"If you insist, Jason," the Coach said, "but Dr Bennet's opinion would be the best one for this."

Jason nodded in understanding as Coach Ernie Wright took the little rod and peeled the boy's foreskin back. He palpated around, making sure to run his thumb and index in Jason's coronal ridge, a place which seemed to be one of the boy's weak spots. Jason gasped a bit more as Coach Wright manipulated his cock-head, the man pointing out to Jason the place in which he thought he'd felt the lump, and even asking Jason if he could feel something abnormal in that specific spot. As the forty-two-year old pervert had his fun edging Jason, Dr Bennet came back in the room with a couple of sanitizing pad – both aftershave pads really – and his headlamp.

"Coach," he requested, "Will you help me keep Jason's penis steady as I sanitize his glans?"

"I'd be glad to help in anyway I can," the man replied.

Doctor Gregory Bennet applied the first 'sanitizing' pad to Jason's cock-head. The burning sensation was almost immediate, but Jason Cooper did not voice his discomfort. The burning of the pad added to the already unbearable sensations in his dick, but he could do nothing but endure. As the doctor saw the pad losing its effect he swapped to the second pad, reigniting the pain in the boy's much abused dicklet. Once 'sanitized', Dr Bennet approached the boy's dick with his headlamp on and started polishing the lovely cock-head once again. Jason's bullet kept on spitting pre-cum under all the stimulation, but the boy remained stoic as he was handled by the good doctor.

"There is one slight little lump," Dr Bennet said, "the coronal ridge is slightly irritated."

"Will that affect Mr. Cooper's tests tomorrow?" Coach Wright asked.

"I don't think so," the-red haired pervert replied, "We do, however, need to keep Jason's foreskin retracted so the irritation goes by morning."

"Is it serious, doctor?" Jason asked genuinely worried.

"It is not, Jason," Dr Bennet said, "But we do need to keep your glans clear of obstructions. I will apply some healing ointment and a coronal cap to keep your foreskin at bay nd you will need to do without a top sheet from now on".

Jason nodded though he had not understood half of what Dr Bennet had said, who then turned to speak to the coach.

"However there is a decision to be made on which type of cap we use. The best one is a rough edged coronal cup, it has sharp ridges inside that air the corona and speed up the healing but it is rather painful. The other is the smooth corona cup, as the name implies it doesn't have the rough edges and sits flat on the corona. This sometimes slows down the pace of healing. Coach Wright which do you think would be best for the boy? I am a bit worried the smooth one will mean there is a chance the irritation will still be there by the time of his physical. On the other hand with the rough one the irritation is certain to be gone but it will mean Jason having a very painful night and I am not sure he will be able to stand it.

Coach looked at Jason, "Well boy I think this is your decision to make. Do you want to show me what a brave boy you are and that you are tough enough to stand a bit of pain to ensure you are in tip-top condition for your test tomorrow? Or do you want to take the soft option, avoid a little bit of pain but risk your chance of a scholarship by having your little problem not being completely cleared up".

Jason knew put like that there was only one choice he could make. He knew if he took the soft option any respect Coach had for him would be lost. He was scared because his dicklet had been sore for days and he really didn't want it to suffer extra pain but he knew he had to accept it. He wasn't going to upset Coach again just as he was starting to get out of his bad books.

"I'll take the rough one coach," he tried to sound brave and certain, but fooled neither the coach or the doctor, "I don't want to risk failing the test",

"Good boy!, Mark said he thought you could be a brave boy. Looks like he was right," bullshitted the Coach. "Okay Dr do your worst, my boy can take it."

Jason shivered at the words he assumed were meant in jest but he felt his heart swell at what he took as praise from the Coach who had called him 'his' boy.

"Okay rough it is. I suppose the boy can always call me in the night if it gets too tough for him and I can swap for the soft one," the doctor said. He and the coach knew this would leave the boy to suffer all through the night knowing he could end his torment by calling the doctor but knowing he wouldn't be able to bring himself to let the coach down. Of course if he did the doctor would be found to be un-contactable but they were both certain there would be no call.

The good doctor moved to a cabinet and came back to Jason. He opened the tube of 'ointment', Vick's VapoRub in reality, to help Jason's dicklet heal. He applied the VapoRub generously, making Jason's cock burn almost instantly with the substance, but once again Jason did not complain, he did not want Coach Wright to think he was a whiny brat. Once the ointment had been applied, Dr Bennet placed the coronal cap, which was actually an e-stim corona with a five cm long penis plug and little sharp studs inside it. The good Coach was still keeping Jason's foreskin pulled hard back when the doctor placed the corona on the boy's dick, inserting the penis plug, which had also been coated in VapoRub.

"There," the Doctor said, "That should do it."

"Great," Coach Wright said letting go of the boy-stick.

"There you are, Jason," Dr Bennet said, "I'll see you tomorrow for your physical. Sleep tight alright and just call if it gets too much for you?"

"Ye-es, doc-doc-tor," the boy managed to say trying to speak and not cry in spite of the burning sensation inside and outside his tween rod.

When Dr Bennet had left, Coach Wright approached Jason and tousled the boy's hair.

"Make me proud tomorrow," he said and left.

Once alone, Jason Cooper, naked and exposed started squirming on his rubber sheet covered bed. Unable to hold back his tears anymore, he felt the burning and the stabbing, by what felt like a hundred needles, of his dicklet which, even when in such extreme pain, was still as hard as a rock and continued to ooze pre-cum like there was no tomorrow. This was going to be a very very long night for the abused boy whose only desire in the world was to belong.

Chapter 11
The Unbearable Need To Cum

It was nine pm when Nurse Rogers entered the room to find a restless Jason. He approached the boy and smiled as he greeted him.

"So, how are you holding up, champ?" Rogers asked.

"I'm … um … okay …" Jason said.

"Good," he said, "Doctor Bennet thought you might have difficulty sleeping, so he sent me to give you some pills."

"What sort of pills?" the boy asked as he squirmed.

"An analgesic for the pain, an antibiotic and a pill to help you sleep. He also sent your regular pills."

"Okay," Jason said.

"Now, be a good boy for me and open that mouth wide."

Jason obeyed as Nurse Rogers made sure Jason took all the pills. He was given the animal-use sexual stimulants, an ejaculation delayer, a couple of aphrodisiacs and, finally, Bennet's choice in order to comply with Coach Wright's 'suggestion', a designer experimental drug called ecstasy. Lovely Jason Cooper, unaware of the nature of what was being given to him, swallowed all his pills. Nurse Rogers patted the boy's stomach in a friendly manner, telling him he'd be back in a couple of hours to check on him and check he was sleeping like an angel, and then covered the twelve-year old with a bedsheet.

Less than twenty minutes had passed, when Jason started feeling funny. His crotch was so hot, he felt like it was on fire! The precum flow he had grown accustomed to by now, but his dicklet was now throbbing non-stop. His whole body felt hot, the bedsheet was giving his dick and balls and nipples the strangest and most pleasurable of sensations and Jason started squirming trying to release his bound wrists. He needed to touch himself! If he did not masturbate, if he did not cum, he was going to lose his mind! Nothing else mattered at this moment, not his scholarship, nor disappointing his dad, not even being branded as a fag. Then and there he only wanted to be allowed to cum.

An hour and a half had passed and the torment had got worse and worse. Jason was sweating like there was no tomorrow. His precum flow was more abundant than ever. His nipples and dicklet were so sensitive and the boy did not understand what was happening to him. Nurse Rogers came back and opened the door.

"Are you sleeping, Jason?" he asked.

"N-n-no-o …" Jason managed to reply.

"Are you alright?" Steven asked.

"Nn-nn-n … n-no …" he croaked.

Rogers approached the boy and touched his forehead.

"Seems like you have a fever. It's normal, the medication and the glans corona are fighting the infection in your willy."

"It … hu-hu …" the boy stuttered.

"What?" Rogers asked.

"It hu-hur-hurts … in m-m-my … di-di-dickkkkkkk …"

"I know," the 'kind' nurse said, "but it has to be this way if you want to succeed in your test tomorrow."

"I ca-ca-nnnn-n't …" Jason said and started whimpering, "… can't anym-mm-mo-more …"

Rogers looked at Jason and approached him, so he could whisper in the boy's ears, "Jason, I could try and give you a little massage to make the pain lessen, but it would have to be kept a secret from Doctor Bennet, I do not want to jeopardize my job through disobeying his orders …"

"Ma-ma-ssage?" Jason asked.

"To make the pain in your willy go away."

Jason looked at Nurse Rogers, tears in his eyes as he nodded.

"Jason," the man whispered, "you need to understand I could lose my job here if anyone knew I helped you in your time of despair."

"I – I wo-won't … te-telll …" Jason said in desperation.

"You have to promise, Jason," Nurse Rogers said, "you have to promise me you won't tell."

"I … I pro-promise," he said, "please, it hurts!"

Nurse Rogers wanted to laugh knowing well he had been instructed to edge Jason Cooper some more before his physical, not only to torment the poor tween, but also to check whether the experimental drug was as good as the dealer had assured Coach Wright. Given the state in which Rogers had found Cooper, he would attest to it, the boy was sweaty and shivery. It was now a matter of corroborating his physical response to touch.

Before proceeding to edging Jason, the man had to torture the boy's dickhead a bit – Coach Wright's specific orders -, so, without much ceremony, he removed the bedsheet. When he saw the puddle of precum over the boy's hairless pubic mound and rolling down his balls Rogers felt his cock throb three times in a row.

"I'm going to remove the glans cap, Jason," Rogers said licking his lips.

"Ye-e-es," the boy pleaded.

Nurse Rogers placed his index and thumb around the studded coronal cap, and squeezed on it.

"Ouch! It hurts! It hurts!" Jason complained.

"Shhhh!" Rogers said, "Do you want someone to hear and know I removed your cap? I better just stop now!"

Jason whimpered and shook his head. Nurse Rogers then told him to hold still while he removed the cap. 'Removing' it, entailed another good five minutes of squeezing the cap so that the studs sunk deeper into the neck of the boy's glans, making Jason squirm in pain while he struggled to stay quiet, tears rolling down his cheeks. His dicklet, however, kept on oozing precum, to Rogers it seemed that the more pain he inflicted, the more boy syrup his stick produced. When he decided he'd made Jason suffer long enough, he removed the coronal cap and heard Jason sigh in relief.

"Now, Jason," he said, "I'm going to massage a healing ointment into your penis. That should get it feeling better, ok?"

"Okay, thank you so much," said the naïve boy, "you're so kind to me."

Nurse Rogers grinned to himself hearing those words as he picked up the jar. This was no healing ointment but a heat cream like Vick's Vaporub but without the strong smell or taste. Applying a generous amount to his hands he took hold of Jason's hard-throbbing dicklet. Jason felt, first, an incredible sensation as the man started rubbing his dicklet, placing special emphasis on his corona glandis and glans neck. But the relief soon became pain as the ointment started heating his already much tortured cockhead. He, however, didn't dare voice his discomfort, he was glad Nurse Rogers was giving him this massage and he didn't want to get him into trouble.

"Does it feel good, Jason?" Rogers asked.

"Uh-huh," Jason said though it burned.

Truth was, even though it burned, the hands of Nurse Rogers were the most pleasurable of feelings as the man massaged the boy's cockhead. Jason suddenly started babbling. He liked the massage, he liked it so much, he liked how it felt because he had been unable to touch himself. Nurse Rogers was touching him and it felt so good. It felt so good to be touched. As the massage progressed, Jason started feeling his dicklet throb more and more and knew he was very close to cumming. He didn't care. He had been touched and made to do horrible things by the two Coach Assistants and he only thought it was fair for him to feel good while someone touched him. Nurse Rogers had been so kind from the start. And kind Nurse Rogers was now helping him in his time of greatest need.

"Tha-thank … ank … you … Ste-ste-te-teve …" Jason managed to say.

"What for?" Rogers asked.

"Fo-for he-hel-helping … mm-mm-meeeeeee," Jason said feeling his orgasm approaching.

Nurse Rogers realized Jason was very dangerously close to orgasm – something Coach Wright had specifically forbidden – and stopped rubbing the much-abused tween rod. He moved towards Jason's face and smiled for the boy's benefit.

"Don't thank me," Steven Rogers said, "It is my job to see that you're okay. And I like you very much, Jason …"

"Yo-you dd-d-do?" Jason asked hoping the man would touch his dicklet again.

"I wouldn't risk my job for any other boy," Rogers said, "But you … you are very special, Jason … the way you have coped with all this, the courage and determination you have shown in order to get your scholarship … those things have made me realize what a special boy you are."

"Really?" Jason asked.

"Yes."

Nurse Rogers started manipulating Jason's dicklet again and the boy sighed.

"You really are special, Jason," Rogers said.

Nurse Rogers gave Jason a peck on the lips as he masturbated the boy to measure the boy's reaction. Jason was so horny he didn't even flinch. The man intensified the rubbing of the tender cockhead and Jason sighed again.

"I li-like … you ve-very … mu-much … tt-tt-to-too …" Jason managed to say.

Nurse Rogers gave Jason a new peck on the lips as he intensified the polishing of the boy's painfully erected dick. This time Jason pursed his lips to be kissed. As a reward, Nurse Rogers started masturbating the tween rod up and down, not a massage anymore, but clearly jacking the boy off.

"You're so very special, Jason," Rogers said.

Jason pursed his lips again, expecting to be kissed by the man, and Steven grinned.

"You want me to kiss you again?" the man asked.

Jason nodded unable to understand why he wanted this man's affection so much. But it felt so good! His little rod felt so good when the nurse gave him the massage.

"Does it feel good?" Rogers asked, "Does it feel good to kiss when I massage your penis, Jason?"

Jason nodded again. Nurse Rogers noticed the experimental drug was definitely working as expected. Jason was not fighting or complaining, he was actually asking to be molested, and Nurse Rogers took advantage of the boy's willingness. He started French-kissing the boy and Jason reciprocated, not thinking straight in his drugged state. Rogers was such a kind man, so kind helping him and showing him affection at the same time.

"Does your penis feel better now?" Rogers asked.

Jason nodded gasping.

"Do you want to feel even better, Jason?" Rogers asked.

Jason nodded again.

Steven Rogers went down and took Jason's dicklet in his mouth. Jason bit his lips as he felt the man engulfing his dicklet and sighed. If he hadn't been drugged, he would have felt this whole thing was so wrong, but in his present state, he only felt the delight of being blown.

"Tha-than-thank … you …" he said again as Rogers gave him an expert blowjob.

The man's tongue around his cockhead felt amazing as the man bobbed his head up and down his pole. Rogers was particularly fond of boy dicks, and Jason's was simply amazing. The man loved the velvety texture of Jason's dick and cockhead, just the way he liked boydicks. Jason's helmet cockhead was definitely yummy, a delicacy Rogers was enjoying despite the slight taste of the rub which by now was well worked into the tortured organ. He had blown so many boys with this very routine, but there was something about Jason, something that made him desire the boy even more. No boy had ever endured as much as Jason had and he hardly complained even thanking his abusers.

When Jason's dicklet started throbbing non-stop, Rogers knew the time had come for him to stop again. Reluctantly, he let go of the sweet throbbing eleven-centimeter [4.5"] meat stick, though he would've liked to have made the boy cum in his mouth. Jason grunted in frustration as Nurse Rogers stopped the blowing.

'There will be plenty of chances for that,' Rogers thought as he let go of Jason's lovely tapered dick.

"Are you feeling better now, Jason?" the man asked.

"Ye-yes," Jason replied.

"Then, I'll be on my way now," Nurse Rogers said.

"No!" Jason shouted and then whispered, "Please, do-don't leave … me … alone."

"Jason," the man said, "I'll get in trouble if I stay. If I lose my job, who will take care of you when you need help?"

"Please," the boy whispered.

"You want me to suck your dick again, right?" the man said to test the waters, "That's what this is all about. It's not about being alone, it's about you wanting me to suck your dick again."

"Nn-no," Jason said, a glimpse of straight-thinking breaking through his haze.

"We're friends, Jason," Rogers said, "Are we not?"

Jason nodded.

"Then don't lie to me," Rogers said, "Do you like it when I suck your dick?"

Jason sighed as he realized he did like it. It was so confusing. It was all so confusing. Against his own better judgment, Jason nodded again and Nurse Rogers started masturbating the boy again with his hand.

"You do realize this is not a medical procedure," the man said.

Jason nodded unsure of what he thought anymore.

"You do realize you like it when I suck your cock, like a faggot?"

Jason felt the truth like a ton of bricks on his twelve-year-old mind. Yes, cocksucking was a faggot thing. But it felt so good, so good when Nurse Rogers sucked his dick. Did that mean he was a faggot? Did that mean Nurse Rogers was also a faggot. Maybe? But he was so horny, he liked how Nurse Rogers had sucked his dick. Nurse Rogers was a kind man. Nurse Rogers was his friend. So, wasn't it okay for Nurse Rogers to suck his dick and for him to let the man do it? They were friends. Surely that counted for something.

"Will you still be my friend even if I am a faggot?" Nurse Rogers asked, pushing the boy. "will you still be my friend even if I am a faggot who loves you and likes sucking your dick?"

Jason gave it a thought. Nurse Rogers was a faggot. And he liked sucking Jason's dick. But Nurse Rogers didn't look like a faggot. Nurse Rogers didn't act like a faggot. He was so tall and muscular and masculine. So maybe it was okay to have a faggot friend if he didn't act like one? Nurse Rogers was a faggot and liked sucking his little dick. That was bad, wasn't it? Then again, Nurse Rogers was his friend. And Nurse Rogers had just said he loved him. So, who did it hurt if he had a faggot friend who liked sucking his dick? Maybe it was okay to let a faggot friend suck on your dick if he loved you?

"Yes," Jason said, "I will still be your friend."

Nurse Rogers bent a bit and engulfed the boy's dick again, his adult tongue dancing around the sweet cockhead as he sucked with all his might. Jason gasped and moaned as his friend devotedly sucked on his tween hard rod. He wanted to cum, he so desperately wanted to cum and Steven was definitely making him feel so good, soooooooo good!

"Jason," Steven said letting go of the boy's dicklet for a moment, "You are my friend, aren't you?"

Jason nodded, hating that Steven had stopped sucking him.

"Then, will you do something for me?" the man asked.

"Yes," Jason said without hesitation.

Nurse Rogers stood up and released his own hard-throbbing cock from his scrubs. He then walked, placing his cock before Jason's face and smiled.

"Will you suck my dick too?" the man asked.

Jason looked at the man's hard throbbing slimy meat hesitantly. He didn't want to suck Steven's cock. Steven was a faggot. But Steven was his friend. And Steven loved him. And Steven had been sucking his dick for a while now. Wasn't it only fair to do this for his friend? Maybe this one time, he could suck Steven dick to show him he was also his friend and he loved him. Jason nodded and opened his mouth.

"Oh, Jason!" Nurse Rogers said the minute Jason started licking at his cockhead, "I knew you were my friend, I knew you loved me too"

As his friend said he loved him, Jason felt something melt inside his heart and he engulfed the man's elongated helmet-shaped cockhead in his twelve-year-old mouth. Nurse Rogers felt in heaven as Jason Cooper sucked on his dick. The manipulation he had exerted over the boy had proven effective, Jason Cooper reacted best to being shown love and affection, and that was something he was really going to exploit once the boy became a regular student at the Academy.

"Oh, Jason!" he said holding the boy's head as his thick 22 cm [8.5"] dick started spurting inside Jason's mouth. Jason Cooper swallowed the man's load. He had done it for the abusive Coach Assistants, so why wouldn't he do it for Steven who was his friend and who loved him?

"Oh, Jason, Jason!" Rogers said removing his cock from the boy's mouth and leaning down to kiss him.

He french kissed Jason Cooper again, tasting the flavor of his own cum in the boy's mouth. Jason reciprocated the kiss and Nurse Rogers rewarded the boy by masturbating his lovely tween rod. Jason Cooper was going insane with pleasure now that his dicklet was being given attention once again.

"Do you want me to suck you again?" Rogers asked as the last test.

Jason sighed and nodded. Steven Rogers went down and took Jason Cooper's dick in his mouth again. Jason sighed as his tween rod was engulfed by his friend's mouth once again.

When Jason was close to cumming, something buzzed and Steven Rogers let go of the sweet boystick. He picked his beeper and pretended to be reading.

"There is an emergency and I've been called by Doctor Bennet," he said, "Will you forgive me for leaving?"

Jason pouted in frustration.

"Hey," Nurse Rogers said caressing the boy's face, "I promise next time I'll make you cum and swallow your boymilk, as you did for me, okay?"

"Okay," Jason replied still disappointed.

"Do you want me to suck your dick every time you feel horny and want to cum?" Rogers said, pushing the boy even more.

Jason gave it a thought. Steven was his friend. But he was a faggot who liked sucking his dick. But he loved him. He was his friend. But maybe … once he was a student, he would need a friend at The Academy. Wouldn't it be better to have a friend who would suck your dick because he loved you rather than to masturbate? Steven's mouth felt a lot better than his own hand.

"Yes," Jason said, "I'd … uh … I'd like that …"

"Then," the man said placing the painful studded corona on Jason's cock again, "Make sure you pass your physical tomorrow."

Jason nodded and Steven Rogers walked out of the room. Jason Cooper was definitely one of a kind. So malleable with the right motivation. Nurse Rogers was even more glad he had joined the Academy. And he was ever so glad he had met Jason Cooper and been given this special role with him, he was planning on making the most of it.

Chapter 12
Prolonging the Agony

Around nine in the morning Nurse Steven Rogers came back to check on Jason. The boy was sweating like there was no tomorrow. As he removed the bedsheet, the nurse noticed the boy's tween meatstick was still hard and wet. The pool of precum was huge and the man even felt a bit sorry for Jason Cooper who had endured what no other boy had at the Academy. Luckily for the boy, this ordeal would come to an end today as his final physical took place at noon.

"Hey, buddy!" Steven said and tousled Jason's hair.

"Hi, Steven," Jason said blushing slightly.

The effect of the experimental drug called ecstasy had almost completely worn off, and Jason sort of remembered things that had transpired between him and Steven the night before. He remembered things, in flashes. He remembered kissing Steven, and Steven sucking his wiener. And then Steven feeding him his thick dick and cum. He had swallowed Steven's cum, hadn't he? Steven was his friend, he told himself in order to try to placate his guilt and shame. Steven was his friend and loved him. It had been a friendly thing and nothing else.

"How are you feeling today?" Steven Rogers asked cupping the boy's face in his hands.

"I think I have a fever," the boy said, "And my wiener hurts a lot."

"It'll all be over soon, once your physical is done," Steven Rogers said as he placed his hand on the boy's forehead, "I think you do have a fever."

"I do?"

"Let me fetch the thermometer."

Nurse Rogers took his horse rectal thermometer and lubed it. He then located Jason's butthole and introduced a good ten centimeters [4"] of the thick implement into Jason's ass. As he waited, he made sure to give the boy all his pills, ecstasy included.

"Steven?" Jason said.

"Yes, buddy?" Steven replied.

"I … um …" Jason doubted.

"Yes?"

"About … about last night …" Jason stuttered.

"We're friends, Jason," Steven Rogers said, "Sometimes things happen between friends. Don't think too much on it."

"I'm wo-worried … about … what … what you may think of me … I … I am not …"

"A fag?" Steven asked.

Jason Cooper nodded and Steven Rogers chuckled.

"Jason," Steven said, "I am a fag."

"But you … you … you don't …"

"Look like a fag?" Steven said, "Jason, you have been told horrible things about fags, at school, by your friends, by your family probably, right?"

Jason nodded once again.

"Well, those things are not true. Tell me, do you think I'm a bad person?" Steven asked playing with Jason's mind.

Jason shook his head.

"I am your friend. And I love you," Steven said emphasizing the word love, "I just happen to be a fag. Do you love me?"

Jason hesitated. He barely knew the man but he knew in his heart this man was his friend … and one was supposed to love one's friends, right? Steven Rogers had been nothing but nice to him and had been caring for him in his imprisonment. So, he was grateful to the man, and, he did like him a lot. He looked at the man in the eye and nodded.

"Do you love me less because I'm a fag?" Steven asked.

Jason hesitated again and then he shook his head no.

"Jason," Steven said sitting next to the boy, "I don't care if you're a fag or not. I am a fag and you still love me, right?"

"I … yes…" Jason said.

"Besides," Steven said, "You did like it when I sucked your dick, didn't you?"

Jason looked down and blushed even more. Steven Rogers took the boy's chin with finger and thumb and made the boy look him in the eye.

"You didn't?" he asked pushing Jason again.

"I … uh … I … I did …"

"You see?" Steven asked and smiled, "We're friends and I'm happy you liked it."

Jason nodded.

"I also liked it when you sucked my cock," Steven Rogers said reminding the boy he had also done fag stuff, "So, who cares if you are a fag or if I am a fag? We're friends and we shared a special moment together, as friends many times do, right?"

"I … uh … I guess …"

"Now, go on and give me a big smile," Steven Rogers said.

Jason Cooper smiled genuinely at the man. What Steven had said … it made total sense in his naïve twelve-year-old mind. As Steven removed the thermometer from his boyhole, Jason started sweating again as a result of the new cocktail of sexual pills he had just been given.

"You do have a fever," Steven lied, "Let me ask Doctor Bennet what treatment he suggests."

Nurse Steven Rogers, a huge hard-on under his scrubs, walked out of the room knowing exactly what would happen next, namely, doctor Bennet would suggest a pill to bring down his temperature, which would more likely be another stimulant.

Jason Cooper was sweating and feeling a bit groggy again, like the previous night. It was the fever, he was sure, which was making him feel the way he felt. There was also the issue with his dick being hard and wet, but like Steven had pointed out, the ordeal would soon be over once his physical took place. He was worried, anyway, because feeling the way he felt, he was almost sure he was gonna cum during his physical however hard he tried not to. The one thing that made him relax a bit, was that when that had happened on his previous physical, none of the board members had made a fuss about it. He could only hope this would be the case this time.

He was going through these situations in his mind, when Nurse Rogers came back in the room, this time followed by Doctor Bennet.

"Hello, Jason," the handsome red-head said and smiled.

"Hi, Doctor Bennet," Jason said in his lovely voice.

"Nurse Rogers tells me you have a bit of a fever."

"Uh-huh," Jason said.

"I'm gonna give you a pill to bring your temperature back to normal, and then I'll have Nurse Rogers and Nurse Henderson get you ready for your physical, is that okay?"

Jason nodded. Doctor Bennet handed him the pill and made sure Jason drank plenty of water to wash it down. This last pill was the final touch to bring Jason to a state of non-stop erection. It had been tried before on the boys at the Academy and proven effective in keeping an erection for up to four hours … pretty much the time they would need in order to manipulate Jason Cooper. Even if the boy managed to cum, his erection would not subside, providing endless hours of post cum torture, and, hopefully, multiple ejaculations.

"Very well," Doctor Bennet said, "Now be a good boy, your physical is just a couple of hours away."

"Yes, Doctor," Jason Cooper said.

Doctor Bennet left the room along with Nurse Rogers, leaving Jason alone once again. The boy felt hot all over his body and hoped this whole physical business would be over so that he could get his scholarship. Little did Jason know that the real deal would begin once he was a member of the St. Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen.

Coach Ernie Wright was sitting in his office in the company of Andrew Murphy, president of the PTA and a devoted follower of Coach Wright. As they waited for the hour to come for Jason Cooper's physical, they both looked at the pictures of the other Cooper Boys, ten-year-old Petey and seven-year-old Kevin. Both Wright and Murphy knew they had manipulated Jason more easily than they had other boys before. Truth was, Andrew had been a member of the St. Raphael's circle for only three months, but he had seen the files of all boys who had been Coach Wright's special sports stars and knew Jason was one of a kind. Jason Cooper had proven a naïve and easily-manipulated boy. And Coach Wright was seriously considering bringing the other Coopers into the circle. Both kids were certainly attractive like his older brother.

"They're fucking gorgeous, aren't they?" Ernie Wright asked.

"So much I'm rock hard already," Andrew Murphy replied, "Are you thinking of bringing them in?"

"I have been considering it," the coach said, "they would certainly make a nice trio, all three Coopers for our fun."

Andrew Murphy chuckled as he squeezed on his rock-hard cock. Murphy was as much a pervert as Coach Wright and the man knew the coach pretty well. Murphy knew something Coach Wright found perfect about the other two Cooper boys was that they were still pre-pubescent, and there was nothing that turned him on more than 'grooming' boys while they were still unable to ejaculate. By the time puberty hit, the boys were completely molded into perfect pets hungry for carnal pleasure. Coach Wright's own son was the living proof of this since Wright had been grooming the boy from an early age – though he'd never confessed how early. And so was Andy, Murphy's son.

"I can only imagine how much fun we could all have with the Coopers," Murphy added.

"As much fun as we've had with Andy," the coach said.

"I know," Andrew said.

"You've never told me," Coach Wright said, "how was it that you decided you wanted in on the circle when you found that communiqué for your son some months ago."

Andrew Murphy remembered it as if it was yesterday.

"Want the whole truth?" Murphy asked.

"Please."

"Ever since Andy was a little boy, I was so in love with him. There were times when I felt so guilty for how I felt, because he was so young, and because he was my son too. Bathing him was something I loved and I carried on doing it until he was seven or eight. It gave me the perfect excuse to see him naked and touch him, though I never did touch him in any really inappropriate manner. When I realized what he was up to here at school … with you … I didn't even think twice, I knew my chance had come to make my dream come true …"

"Did you ever think you'd have so much fun?" Coach Wright asked and chuckled.

"Not really," Andrew said, "but joining your circle was the best thing that's ever happened to me. Not only did you help me explore my true feelings for Andy, but you gave me access to a world of boys I would've never thought possible. For that, I will be eternally grateful. And I hope I will be a member of the board for years to come, regardless of Andy's age."

"Well, Andy will still be attractive for a good four or five more years. And when he gets too old, we will have to find another position for you here. You know, even though you're the newest member of the circle, you're also the one I trust the most. I think the time will soon come when I will promote you to a better position within my staff."

"I'm flattered," Murphy said.

"Let's see how flattered you are," Coach Wright said, "on your knees."

Andrew Murphy was suddenly shocked, but Ernie Wright was the man to please in order to keep his good graces, so he knelt as commanded. Coach Wright spread his legs and grinned. True, Coach Wright's first choice would never be a man over fifteen, but at the moment, it was not a matter of sexual pleasure but one of dominance. Ernie Wright had to make sure how much control he could have over Andrew Murphy because, as he had stated, he was sure the man would be – if he wasn't already – his most loyal follower. He trusted Andrew Murphy and he had to make sure he would have full control over the man. Making Murphy suck him was a matter of branding him as his bitch.

"Go on," he said, "fish it out."

Andrew Murphy pulled Coach Wright's orange pants down and took the man's huge cock in his hand. Without waiting for further instruction, he started licking on the purple glans and then started sucking on it, the way he knew the man liked being sucked. He had never thought he'd be doing this. However, he did not dislike it. Murphy knew Coach Wright was doing this not out of pleasure, but because he was demonstrating who was in charge. By making Murphy suck him, Wright was turning him into his bitch, and Murphy had no problem with becoming the man's bitch if it meant he'd have all the privileges of the inner circle, probably even more privileges than he already had. If he had to be Wright's bitch to ensure his access to young boys for the years to come, he was more than willing to do it. He had always been, after all, submissive in nature. So, as long as Wright was happy with him, he would do anything in his power to keep his position secured.

"Good," the man said, "you're as good giving head as your boy. Now, you're not only my most trusted member, but also my bitch. How do you like that?"

Andrew Murphy removed the Coach's massive chunk from his mouth in order to speak, "There's nothing I wouldn't do for you, coach. I think you already know that."

"I know. I knew I could count on you. And in recognition of your willingness to please me," Coach Wright said, "this weekend I'll grant you anything you want."

"You will?" Murphy asked.

"Yes," he said, "I'm a man of my word. What would you like for the weekend?"

"I'd like to have beautiful Karl Weiss for myself," Murphy said.

"The German Crybaby?" Coach Wright asked and laughed, "Why?"

"I feel like punishing a brat," Murphy said and chuckled, "it's been some time since I got to punish a boy who doesn't enjoy my advances on him. I think it would be neat for a change."

"You're a pervert," Ernie Wright laughed.

"I've had the best teacher," Murphy said slapping Coach Wright's cock against his cheeks.

"Granted. You'll have the Crybaby this weekend."

"Thank you, Coach," he said.

"Ernie," the Coach said, "Now that we've become intimate, you will address me as Ernie when in private."

Andrew Murphy nodded speechless.

"I know," Ernie Wright said, "I hope that'll let you know how special you are to me. Now, keep sucking, I'm dying to cum."

Andrew nodded and went back to work. Fortunately, Murphy was talented and, though it was hard to accommodate the man's huge meat since he was accustomed to much smaller wieners, he did his best to please the man. While Murphy sucked him, Coach Wright opened his address book and went to letter C. He found the Coopers' phone number. He made a note to call Peter Cooper once Jason's physical was over. Now, he only hoped that, when he called Peter Cooper, the man would prove as gullible as his firstborn son. Things were coming up perfectly.

Chapter 13
The Much Awaited Physical

When Jason was brought into the examination room, all members of the Board had already taken their places. Doctor Bennet, Nurse Scott and Nurse Henderson had brought him in naked but this time he didn't blush as he had been already perfectly drugged for the occasion. He turned and gave a half smile to the spectators as he was made to walk all the way to the chair wearing nothing and sporting a hard-throbbing tween erection. Once he hopped onto the chair, Nurse Henderson and Nurse Scott proceeded to strap Jason to the chair.

"Very, good, Jason," Doctor Bennet said, "Now, this should be the definite proof that our faith in you was not misplaced."

"Yes, Doctor," Jason Cooper said groggily.

"Nurse Henderson, Nurse Scott, please help me sanitize Jason's genitals."

"Yes, Doctor," both nurses replied in unison.

All Board members were already hard knowing what was coming, but still more than eager to participate in the final mind-breaking experience of little Jason Cooper. The minute Henderson and Scott started sanitizing Jason's genitals and ass, the tween rod started throbbing and Jason started gasping. His cheeks had blushed and his nipples had hardened almost immediately. Jason wasn't completely aware of what was going on in his sort of drunken state, all he could notice were the lovely sensations on his dick and balls.

"Gentlemen," Doctor Bennet said, "If you would be kind enough to approach the chair."

All members of the Board stood from their places and walked towards Jason Cooper.

"We are now going to take the first sample, Jason," the Doctor said.

"Yes, doctor," the boy said and smiled a drunken smile.

Coach Ernie Wright took Jason's dicklet in his hand, keeping it steady for Doctor Bennet who started with a ribbed 6 mm [¼"] sound in the boy's urethra. Jason gasped. Principal Sanders and Dean Jeremy Hill stood by his sides and started rubbing Jason's nipples. causing the boy to gasp and moan once again.

"Wha-what isssss …" he managed to ask.

"Be quiet, Mister Cooper," Coach Wright said, "your scholarship depends on your behavior during this test."

Jason Cooper nodded and said nothing else. As Sanders and Hill played with Jason's nipples, rubbing and slightly squeezing, Coach Wright started masturbating the boy as Doctor Bennet fucked the pee-slit mercilessly with the ribbed sound.

"Temperature, please," the Doctor said.

Knowing the drill, Andrew Murphy moved closer and lubed his middle finger. Once perfectly lubed, the man started inserting the finger into Jason's ass. The sensation in his ass made Jason turn crazy and started gasping and moaning, a normal reaction given the amount of sexual stimulants and drugs the boy had been forced to ingest. Both Sanders and Hill bent over and started licking on Jason's nipples as Coach masturbated him. At the same time, Counselor Kerrigan started playing with Jason's nuts.

"Si-sir …" he said again.

But nobody listened. Doctor Bennet removed the sound and went to a flat 8 mm [⅓"] one. As he inserted it, Jason's cocklet throbbed with more intensity. Andrew Muprhy inserted a second finger and Jason gasped. There was definitely something wrong with this physical and he desperately wanted to ask the men to stop. But he couldn't, his whole future depended on his getting the scholarship. Once the whole sound had been inserted, Doctor Bennet started mercilessly fucking his dicklet. Coach Wright was openly masturbating him with fast motions, up and down up and down. Andrew Murphy was fucking the boy hole with his two fingers, making sure to rub at the boy's prostate. Sanders and Hill were now having all the fun they could have with Jason's hard nipples, sucking, licking, nibbling and biting.

"Si-sir …" Jason tried again.

Doctor Bennet nodded at Scott and the man pulled his dick out of his scrubs bringing it close to Jason's face.

"Open up, big boy!" he said.

Jason was shocked, but before he could react, Adam Scott pushed his cockhead in the boy's mouth, giving Jason a taste of his manmeat and precum.

"Now, gentlemen," Doctor Bennet said removing the sound from Jason's dick, "We can test our boy. Jason is ready."

Coach Ernie Wright took a thicker ribbed sound and pushed it inside Jason's dicklet. As he fucked the pee slit mercilessly, he also masturbated the little rod. Jason's body went into complete ecstasy despite the pain as he was attacked on all fronts. Andrew Murphy removed his fingers from the boy's ass and walked to join nurse Scott. Once there, he started rubbing his dick over Jason's face, leaving traces of precum all over the boy's forehead and cheeks.

As the Coach sounded Jason and Hill and Sanders had fun licking, sucking and biting at the boy's tits, Nurse Henderson lubed a large vibrator. Once perfectly lubed, he approached Jason and pushed the head of the item inside. Jason grunted at the anal invasion, but could not complain. Nurse Scott removed his cock from Jason's mouth and Andrew Murphy pushed his in. Jason opened his eyes wide, becoming totally aware of the sexual abuse he was victim of. His body, however, reacted in the opposite way to his mind's horror as his dicklet kept jumping at the stimulation.

When the vibrator was all the way inside the boy's ass, Henderson turned it on and started fucking the boy with it. Doctor Bennet was the first to say he wanted to pee, and all adults around Jason knew what that meant. Scott and Murphy moved aside and made way for the muscular red-haired doctor.

"Open up, Jason," Doctor Bennet said, then chuckled and added the doctorly phrase, "Say ahhhhhh!"

The minute Jason did as instructed, Doctor Bennet pushed the cockhead of his massive cock and ordered Jason to close his lips around it. Jason obeyed and once his lips were closed tight around the man's mushroom-sized purple helmet cockhead, Bennet let go of his sphincter. The minute the urine flow began Jason opened his eyes wide in shock. Just as he swallowed, he realized he knew this flavor … the water bottles he'd been made to drink for his bladder cleansing!

"You might want to swallow if you don't want to choke," Bennet said and chuckled.

Jason had no choice but to obey. As he drank Bennet's piss, Coach Wright sped up the masturbatory motions on Jason's cocklet and the sounding, and the boy felt an imminent orgasm approach. Doctor Bennet finally pulled out of Jason's mouth, having emptied his bladder. Once the boy's mouth was free, and feeling his orgasm much closer, he started gasping and moaning. As his tween rod was masturbated and sounded, Henderson removed the vibrator from the boy's ass.

"Loose and ready," he announced.

Dean Jeremy Hill looked at Coach Wright with puppy eyes and the man consented. His cock completely lubricated by his own precum, the African American Dean of the St. Raphael's Academy for Young Gentleman pushed his mushroom-sized knob-shaped cockhead to Jason's ass button, which eagerly swallowed the whole head in one go.

Murphy pushed his cockhead to the boy's mouth once again and, as Dean Hill's cock went inside Jason's ass, the boystick started throbbing non-stop. Coach Wright removed the sound, went down and engulfed Jason's dicklet in his mouth, applying as much suction as he could manage. The minute he started sucking, Jason felt like his dickhead was going to be torn from the rest of his dick, but he couldn't complain since he'd been stuffed in the mouth with Murphy's cockhead.

"I'm cumming!" Murphy announced.

As his cum erupted into Jason's mouth, the boy's stick started spurting in Coach Wright's mouth. The man applied even more suction, decided to have every single drop of tween juice he could extract from the lovely 11 cm [4.5"] rod. The boy's orgasm was the key moment for Hill, and he drove his 24 cm [9.5"] cock all the way through, the boy's ass tensing around his thick cock and squeezing the manmeat, bringing the black man further ecstasy.

Jason was grunting as he swallowed Murphy's cum and as he came in Coach Wright's mouth. Coach Wright kept sucking and sucking until the feeling became unbearable. He had already ejaculated and he didn't know what Coach expected to get from his dicklet. But the Coach knew well that Jason was going to be hard for a good while.

As Dean Hill fucked Jason's ass mercilessly, Nurse Scott pushed his cock back into Jason's mouth. Jason Cooper knew he had no choice but to please the man and resigned himself to his fate. Coach Wright let go of Jason's dicklet and chuckled.

"This boy is a stallion!" he said.

Nurse Scott was very close to orgasm as he had Jason blow him. Jason was clumsy at giving head, but Scott knew Coach Wright would make sure the boy learnt how to suck a cock properly once he was a scholarship student. Once Coach Wright was done with Jason's dick, Gregory Bennet was quick to take the still hard tween rod. He knew Jason was going to be hard for a while, and he did love post cum torture. So, while Hill fucked the boy and Scott was balls-deep in Jason's mouth, the man poured some lubricant on the boy's tender cockhead and started his so practiced polishing routine.

Jason squirmed, the sensation in his dicklet unbearable. Sanders had decided it was his turn in the boy's mouth and joined Scott, who started spurting inside Jason's mouth. Jason swallowed and swallowed the man's torrential load. Once he finished cumming, and without removing his cockhead from the boy's mouth, he started pissing. The sudden change of fluids caught Jason unawares, some of Scott's urine running down his neck.

Dean Hill started moaning incessantly and his massive black cock started cumming inside Jason's ass. The boy felt clearly as his ass was filled by the man's hot semen, but he was busy drinking Scott's piss. Bennet kept on polishing Jason's cockhead mercilessly hoping to make Jason deliver a second load sooner rather than later.

As soon as Dean Hill removed his cock from Jason's ass, Counselor Bruce Kerrigan – who had been left out of the action up to that moment – approached the boy and, taking advantage of Jason's still gaping boyhole, pushed his full 18 cm [7"\ oblong cock in one thrust inside Jason's ass.

"Done!" Scott said and laughed.

Jason was purple at having drunk so much cum and piss from the sexy Scott. Henderson approached Jason and grinned at the boy. He opened a small vial and placed it under Jason's nose, commanding the boy to inhale deeply three times in a row, which the boy mindlessly did. As he inhaled three times, he felt something weird which made him feel suddenly happy. Euphoria, a common result of inhaling poppers.

Sanders, Wright, Henderson and sixteen-year-old Elijah Peterson – President of the Board of Students – brought their cocks to Jason's face as Scott undid the restraints on the boy's wrists. Both Sanders and Wright brought their cocks to Jason's mouth and started rubbing their oozing cockheads on the boy's lips. Jason looked up and met the Coach's eyes. Coach Wright nodded and the boy started lapping at the man's massive cockhead, tasting his coach's precum for the first time. Sanders brought his cock so the boy could lap at it too. Before he knew it and high with poppers, Jason started licking at both oozing cockheads. Elijah and Henderson each took one of Jason's hands and made the boy rub their hard-throbbing cocks.

Before he knew it, Jason was voluntarily masturbating two cocks while sucking alternately on another two. Kerrigan was mercilessly fucking Jason's ass and Bennet carried on polishing the tween rod. Sanders pushed his thick cock balls-deep inside Jason's mouth and Bennet sped his polishing routine, feeling the boy close to cumming once again. Wright ordered Sanders to remove his cock from the boy's mouth as the boy approached orgasm for the second time in the morning.

"Ple-eee-eee-eaaaaaseeeeeee …" he begged, "sto-ooo-oooop, pleeee-eeee-easseeeeee …"

Coach Wright and the others laughed as he begged.

"What is it, boy?" Wright asked, "You gonna cum again?"

"Pleeeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaase, siiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiir," he begged.

Bennet, instead of stopping, polished more intensely and the boy started cumming once again.

"Ohohoh, ohohohoh, ohohohoh, ohohohoh, ohohohohoh," Jason said non-stop as he came in Bennet's hands, "Ohohohohoh, ohohohoh, ohohohoh!"

"Second cum of the day!" Bennet said and laughed.

Henderson made Jason inhale poppers three more times in a row and the face-fucking resumed. Jason was alternatively blowing and masturbating Coach Ernie Wright, Principal Michael Sanders, Nurse Chad Henderson and Elijah Peterson. He was somewhere between heaven and hell when Bruce Kerrigan announced he was cumming, adding his cum to that of Hill's in the boy's ass. As he was filled in the ass, young Elijah Peterson started cumming in Jason's mouth.

So far, Jason had swallowed Andrew Murphy's, Adam Scott's and Elijah Peterson's cum, and he didn't know he was going to keep on sucking cock for a good three more hours. Because, the first three to cum, were once again rock hard and joining in the boy's abuse once more. As Elijah Peterson removed his cock from Jason's mouth, Principal Sanders' cock went in. And as Kerrigan removed his cock from the boy's ass, Bennet took his place.

Bennet's 16 cm [6¼"] bottle-shaped curved-upwards dick went inside Jason's ass with no trouble, being the smallest cock he had taken up his ass. Jason was now alternately sucking Principal Sanders, Coach Wright and Nurse Henderson. Murphy and Kerrigan were now busy on Jason's nipples and Dean Jeremy Hill went down to suck on Jason's still hard dicklet. As he sucked on the much abused dicklet, Elijah Peterson joined in sucking and biting at Jason's lovely tween nuts.

It was too much! His cock was still hard but the sensations had become horrible after he had cum a second time. He wanted to ask Hill to stop, but he couldn't, busy as he was sucking on three different cocks. He was high on poppers and full with sexual stimulants, and he didn't know these men were determined to keep having fun for as long as his little cocklet remained hard. Just how many times would they make him cum?

"Oh, fuck!" Principal Sanders said right before cumming in Jason's mouth.

Jason Cooper was swallowing the fat man's copious load as Doctor Bennet fucked his ass mercilessly and Hill and Peterson sucked and bit his cock and balls. Right after cumming, Sanders followed the other men's routine and pissed inside Jason's mouth. The boy could not believe he was drinking not only cum, but also piss. He was still drugged but, a little voice in his head spoke every now and then reminding him of how wrong this was. At the same time, his own voice told him it was all for his scholarship.

Coach Ernie Wright knew exactly what was going on in Jason Cooper's mind, as he had broken so many boys before. Like Felix Jones had pointed out, no boy had been broken before being accepted into the Academy. But Coach Ernie Wright knew how to read boys very well and had known Jason would be ready even before being accepted. He had decided to accept the boy from square one, and this thing with his physical had been but a ruse to break the boy even before he joined his group of special sports stars.

"I'm gonna cum!" Doctor Bennet announced and his cock started spurting in the boy's ass.

Nurse Henderson made Jason inhale from the vial a couple more times, and then Coach Wright pushed his cock inside the boy's mouth.

"Now, it's time to show how much you really want this scholarship, Mister Cooper," Coach Wright said, "Time to make your Coach proud!"

As he said it, Bennet removed his cock from Jason's ass and Henderson moved to occupy the Doctor's position. He inserted his cock up the boy's ass with no difficulty whatsoever and, as the man's cock started pushing against his prostate, he felt the contractions which announced his third orgasm of the day. Dean Hill swallowed eagerly as the boystick started erupting in his mouth, enjoying every single drop of boy juice. The still hard tween rod was managing to still produce a good amount of jizz.

Jason Cooper was having difficulty blowing Coach Wright's huge cock, the biggest cock he'd ever seen in his brief sexual life. As he had Coach Wright's cock filling his mouth and Nurse Chad Henderson's up his ass, the good Doctor Gregory Bennet got a new set of sounds and proceeded to playing with Jason's still hard-throbbing dicklet. Post-cum torture was possibly the worst feeling in the world, but Jason was unable to stop his abusers from doing it.

"Fuck! I'm cumming!" Nurse Henderson announced.

Coach Wright sped his face-fucking of sweet little Jason, since he wanted to finish in the boy's mouth before fucking him. As Nurse Henderson started filling Jason's ass, Coach Wright started cumming in the boy's mouth. Coach Wright came like a horse, making Jason almost choke on so much of the colloidal fluid, but he tried and swallowed like a pro. He came and came and came until there was nothing else to deliver and removed his cock from Jason Cooper's mouth.

"Fuck!" Coach Wright said.

All members of the inner circle were hard as fuck again. Jason was gasping and moaning as Doctor Bennet kept playing with his tween rod, inserting all sorts of sounds in his much abused dicklet and polishing his dick head at the same time. The boy kept moaning and gasping, unable to say anything intelligible anymore. As his dick was stimulated and all the members of the committee jacked-off around him, the door to the room opened.

Jason was made to inhale more poppers and did not notice when the other men entered the room. As he looked up in his drunken state, He saw Dylan and Dennis, the two Coach Assistants who had recruited him, their oozing cocks free from their sports pants. Also coming in were Mark Wellington, Dale Robbins and Dave Holland, whose cocks were now so familiar to him. Before he knew it, he found himself servicing these five new men in the room as Bennet kept playing with his cocklet and as the other men kept jacking off.

All the men were again rock-hard, so little Jason Cooper was made to suck on every single cock in the room alternately – Principal Sanders', Dean Hill's, Counselor Kerrigan's, Coach Wright's, Andrew Murphy's, Elijah Peterson's, Nurse Scott's, Nurse Henderson's, CA Mark Wellington's, CA Dale Robbins', CA Dave Holland's, CA Dylan Murphy's and CA Dennis White's. During the blowing of all the men, Doctor Bennet managed to make Jason Cooper orgasm four more times, his little rod barely producing any cum anymore, but still making the boy experience bliss and pain at the same time.

"It's time for Jason to be made one of us!" Coach Wright.

All men present knew what this meant. In perfect synchronization, as the boy sucked and jerked some cocks with his hands, all men started cumming all over Jason, their adult cocks spurting on Jason's hair, face, mouth, chest, torso, and genitals. Coach Wright was delighted with the sight, the boy completely covered in adult cum. As they finished, Coach Wright gave the second command of the day, and all men started pissing all over Jason, who had been ordered to open his mouth and swallow whatever piss landed in his mouth. As this happened, Bennet held Jason's dicklet and tickled it, forcing the boy to piss all over himself as well.

"Well done, Mister Cooper!" Coach Wright spoke, "You have now officially been granted your scholarship!"

Jason, still gasping and moaning smiled a partially drunken smile and looked at the man he still admired so much.

"Tha-thank-ank yo-you, si-si-iir."

Good Doctor Gregory Bennet, following Coach Wright's instructions, took advantage of the moment to inject Jason with a strong sedative which would make the boy sleep for at least the next five hours. All of the men in the room started congratulating Jason on his having being given his scholarship, but the young boy was already drifting. He did not notice when he lost consciousness all covered in adult cum and piss. The physical had been extended and exhausting, but lovely Jason Cooper had managed to get his scholarship, and that was all the boy had told himself he wanted to achieve. Everything that had just transpired had happened as he was in a drugged state. What would happen when the abused boy woke up to reality? One thing was sure, he was now in the clutches of Coach Wright and his ring of boy-abusers.

Chapter 14
Operation Bestie

All men who had participated in Jason's physical were gone now, and Doctor Gregory Bennet and Nurse Chad Henderson lifted an unconscious Jason Cooper from the chair and back into the room in which the boy had been confined for a full week.

"That was something," Henderson said, "this boy is fucking dynamite!"

"I know!" Bennet said, "I can't believe Jones was so stupid as to contradict Coach Wright with his instructions to bring Jason Cooper into the loop before sending the boy home."

"I know!" Henderson said again, "the Coach knows pretty well how to read boys and recognize when they are ready."

"The good thing is," Bennet said as they positioned Jason on his bed so as to wash him, "I was intelligent enough to obey Coach Wright. Chances are," he added, "I might get promoted to Felix's position as Chief Doctor at the Academy."

"Seriously?" Henderson asked, "Wow, Greg! That is excellent news!"

"Indeed," Bennet said, "If I do get the job, I will not be just the assistant, I will get to choose treatment for every single one of the Coach's boys."

"You won't forget me, right?" Chad asked.

"Chad," Bennet said, "You're my fucking most trusted man. I'll make you head nurse if I get the promotion."

"Well, then let's hope you do!" Chad said and laughed.

Gregory Bennet and Chad both started washing the boy as they had done while Jason had been confined to the bed. Coach Wright had insisted Jason was to be in his own room before regaining consciousness., The next part of his plan needed to be implemented ASAP as Jason was going home on Sunday, so there was little time.

"That's him clean," Henderson said reluctantly not really wanting to stop touching the gorgeous naked body.

"Good," Bennet replied, "Please get him to swallow three more of the sexual stimulants. I'm going to administer two party-candies up his sweet little boyhole."

"Coach Wright really wants to keep the boy horny?" Chad Henderson was really amazed at what he was hearing. The amount of stimulants was more than he had ever known a boy be given before, even bigger and older boys than Jason.

"That is correct," Bennet said, "he's going to implement Operation Bestie as soon as Jason wakes up."

"Wow," Henderson said, "Coach is really fast-tracking Jason through the schedule isn't he? You sure it is safe?"

"He is indeed," Bennet said, "but, as you said the man knows best and I for one am not going to say no to what he wants."

"True," Chad Henderson said.

"Now," Bennet said, "let's move this cutie to his room."

Chad Henderson nodded and carried the boy in his arms as both he and Bennet took the still naked boy back to his room..

Ronnie Clarkson had been waiting outside Coach Wright's office for a while now. He had been summoned back to the campus for the Summer Program – Ronnie's parents did not know what the Summer Program entailed for Scholarship Students – but, like all the parents, supported the school and particularly the coach. As soon as he'd come onto campus, Coach Assistant August 'Auggie' Sanders – Principal Sanders' twenty-year-old son – had told him to report to Coach Wright's office for a special assignment.

So, here he was. He was nervous but hoped this meant he had a chance to get back into the coach's good books, something he wanted to do more than anything else.

The door to Coach Wright's office finally opened, and out came the Reed brothers, twelve-year-old Danny and ten-year-old Tommy. Ronnie noticed the cum splatters on both boys' chins and sort of chuckled.

"What are you laughing at, creep-o?" Danny asked.

Ronnie looked away and said nothing. It was no secret that Ronnie Clarkson was unpopular among the other Scholarship Students. They had noticed how he seemed to be treated more favorably by the Coach when he first arrived and so by the other assistants and adults. It was true the Coach had for a short time been fascinated by the boy. It also became known that Ronnie had passed on stuff that the boys had said when the adults weren't around which had resulted in punishments and other abuse of the special sports stars. Boys in the Academy, as boys anywhere in the world, did not like snitches, and so, as soon as his cover had been blown, boys had stopped talking to Ronnie altogether, excluding him from activities and he had become an outcast within the group. To be fair to him he hadn't meant to snitch but the Coach was good at getting information out of boys and he had been new and eager to please.

Being a young boy, his special treatment had gone to his head and of course he had no idea that after the initial period Coach would lose his total fascination with him and he would just become another one of his boys. So, Ronnie got arrogant until the inevitable happened, which to be fair to Ronnie took longer than with most of Coach's favorites. By that time it was too late for Ronnie who realized he had no friends among the boys. Unfortunately, he had also pissed off some of the staff as well and so had no allies there either.

Both Danny and Tommy Reed walked away and Coach Wright appeared at the door.

"Come in, Ronnie," he said.

Ronnie Clarkson, gorgeous looking Ronnie Clarkson, smiled nervously and walked inside the man's office. He was surprised when Coach Wright told him to take a seat across from the man and Ronnie knew immediately he had not been summoned here for sex or not at the moment.

"So, Ronnie," Coach Wright said, "I have a special assignment for you."

"You do?" Ronnie asked, looking attentively at Coach Wright.

"There's a new scholarship student, Jason Cooper," Coach Wright said and handed Ronnie a picture of his new victim.

Ronnie studied the picture and then gave it back to Coach Wright, an expression of puzzlement on his thirteen-year-old face.

"What about him?" Ronnie asked.

"You'll be assigned as his roommate for the weekend," Coach Wright said, "I want you to become his best friend.

"Sir?" Ronnie asked.

"I want him to trust you, Ronnie," the man said.

"Might be too little time to become friends, sir," the boy said.

"Yes, but you will also be his roommate for the school year," Coach said.

"Is there a problem with him?" Ronnie asked genuinely curious.

"No," the man said, "but I don't want for there to be."

"What do I have to do sir," Ronnie asked.

Coach Wright smiled, "All I need you to do is keep tabs on him, make him trust you and warn me if there is anything you consider a red flag, something that could be a danger to the team. You should also help him to accept his role at the school and the things he is going to do for the adults that support the team."

"Okay, sir," Ronnie said.

It didn't sound too bad. When he was summoned, his mind had come up with much worse tasks he was going to be given and he had steeled himself to accept any of them. Having a friend would be good for him although he worried if the other boys would turn – what was his name? Oh yes! Jason- against him.

"Any questions?" the man asked after going into great detail about how Ronnie was to act, how he should win Jason's trust and what to look out for.

"No, sir," Ronnie Clarkson said, determined to do his best for the Coach. He wanted to be back under his full protection so badly.

"Good," Coach Wright said and stood from his place, "then get going. Auggie Sanders will show you to your new room."

"Thank you, sir," Ronnie said and accompanied by the coach walked to the door.

Once there, Coach Wright slapped his butt: "Don't let me down, again Ronnie. Things can get worse or better. it all depends on you."

"Yes, sir," Ronnie replied.

Auggie Sanders was waiting to pick the boy up and take him to the room in which Jason Cooper had been staying.

The alarm clock in the room he'd been assigned read 18:00 hours when Jason opened his eyes. He was in bed, washed and wearing tighty-whiteys. He did not remember how he had made it back to his room or when he'd been cleaned up. As he became completely awake, flashes from his physical started coming into his mind.

Oh, God! Had all of that really happened? He had no idea he'd been drugged so that he could endure everything that had been done by The Board and the Assistants so he thought he had willingly joined in. He remembered sucking cocks, oh, so many cocks! He remembered swallowing cum and piss. He remembered being fingered and being fucked in the ass. My! He had been fucked by so many men during his physical. For the first time, he realized that since he had come to the Academy for his trials, he'd been sexually involved with so many people in only two weeks.

He did not want to believe it, but in the back of his mind, he knew it was the only possible explanation: he had been picked so that these men could do naughty stuff to him. But why? Why would these men want to do such things to a young boy? Still, he noticed, as he remembered how he had been abused, his tween rod was getting hard. How was that even possible? How could he get hard at the memory of the abuse he'd been subjected to?

Still unable to process what had happened, but understanding well he was now totally in these men's clutches, Jason covered his eyes crying with shame. He couldn't bear the idea of his family knowing what he had done. He was ashamed of himself and he was, oh, so very confused that he still horny beyond belief. The fact of being hard made his young mind even more troubled. He was sitting on the bed, wearing nothing but his tighty-whiteys and crying, when his door opened.

He turned around to see a boy by the door. The boy was older than him, probably thirteen years old he guessed, slim with short dark hair and big green eyes. He was carrying a backpack over his shoulder. It was also obvious the boy was toned, probably a swimmer or a soccer player, Jason thought as he observed the boy.

"Hey," the boy said, "Can I come in?"

Jason looked at the boy and nodded. He was feeling so mortified by what had happened he gave no thought to the fact that he was naked save for his underwear, . The boy closed the door and locked it, and walked towards Jason.

"I'm your roomie for the weekend," the boy said, "Hope you don't mind the company."

"It's okay. Better than being alone after …" Jason said stopping himself, very sure he shouldn't mention what had happened during his physical.

"Are you okay?" Ronnie asked dropping his back pack on the empty bed.

Jason nodded, but he was far from okay. His eyes were red and watery and he still had that painful boner between his legs. Ronnie came to sit next to Jason.

"That was a stupid question," the boy said, "you're new, so I guessed you're anything but okay."

Those words made Jason trust the boy enough to talk.

"Are you … a scholarship student too?" Jason Cooper asked.

"Uh-huh," the boy said and smiled, "been here for a full school year."

Jason nodded.

"I'm Ronnie," the boy said extending his hand.

"Jason," he replied shaking Ronnie's hand.

"So, are you gonna tell me what's wrong?" Ronnie Clarkson asked.

Jason looked down and said nothing. Ronnie noticed Jason's hard-on and tried not to smile as he did, after all, he didn't want to blow his cover.

"I see," he said, "Your entry physical, right?"

"Uh-huh …" Jason replied without looking Ronnie in the eye.

"Were they very rough?" Ronnie asked.

Jason shook his head, he did not want to rat on the Coach and his minions, as he was terrified of the consequences of telling someone about the abuse he'd endured. Also, he knew this boy would want nothing to do with him if he knew what he had done. No boy would.

"There's something you need to know, Jason," Ronnie said.

Jason looked up at the boy confused.

"You promise not to say anything?" Ronnie asked, having been told this was the best way to bond with naïve Jason Cooper.

Jason nodded again.

"Say it," Ronnie said, "Say that you promise."

"I promise," Jason said as seriously as he could.

"You're not the only one," Ronnie said.

"Wha-what do you mean?" Jason asked.

"We, all us scholarship students, have gone through physicals like yours," Ronnie said not knowing of course that Jason's physical had gone much further than his or the other boys'.

Jason's eyes opened wide as Ronnie voiced those words.

"Did they … did they … do stuff … to you too?" he asked not sure of how to phrase his question.

"You bet they did!" Ronnie said, "Physical, right? Pfffff!"

Jason looked at Ronnie talking about it so trivially, he felt amazed at how cool-with-it Ronnie seemed to be. Jason was outraged and yet, here was Ronnie talking about it as if it was nothing.

"They've done it to all of us scholarship students," Ronnie said.

"Were you … you … made to … do stuff?" Jason asked.

"You mean like suck dicks and the likes?" Ronnie asked.

Jason Cooper nodded.

"Yeah, I was made to," Ronnie said, "We all were."

"How … how …" Jason stammered.

"There's a lot of things you'll be expected to do as a scholarship student," Ronnie said, "a loooooooooooooot of things."

"You mean, this is not over?" Jason asked turning a very pale shade of white in fear.

"Jason," Ronnie said, "You have to promise you won't repeat anything I'm saying …"

"I promise," Jason said.

"No, not enough," Ronnie said, "If we're to be real friends, we have to take a friendship oath."

Jason looked at the boy confused and Ronnie extended both his hands palms up.

"Take my hands," Ronnie said.

Jason took Ronnie's hands in his and looked into the boy's intense-green eyes.

"From this point on, anything we say to each other will be just between each other," Ronnie said very seriously, "This is a friendship oath. We have to promise and never break that promise."

"I promise," Jason said.

Ronnie let go of Jason's hands and sighed to add more drama to his speech. He looked at Jason intently in the eyes and spoke:

"Scholarship students," Ronnie said a serious frown on his lovely face, "are … well, expected to 'pay' for their free education."

"Pay?" Jason asked.

"Do stuff," Ronnie said.

"Stuff?" Jason asked.

"Yeah, stuff like … like what you did in your physical. Suck dicks, wank off adults and let them suck you, that sort of thing."

Ronnie, still assuming Jason had had the 'routine' entry physical, didn't want to scare the boy by going into detail of what was going to be expected of him in the future, the fucking, the piss drinking and even worse stuff.

"How … how often …"

"Whenever Coach wants," Ronnie said and looked at Jason with fake compassion, "I'm sorry, Jason."

Jason Cooper remained silent finally understanding the two-week trial had not been it. His foolish hope was gone. He had suspected it but now it was confirmed that he'd be expected to engage in perverted activities during his stay at the St. Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen. His future was well and truly sealed. But it wasn't just him.

"Oh, don't worry too much," Ronnie said placing his hand on Jason's leg and giving it a friendly squeeze, "You get used to it. Plus, It's not all bad …"

"How so?" Jason asked, terrified at the future he had sealed for himself.

"Coach Wright does know how to spoil his boys. We get cool presents and stuff other boys like us could only dream of. As long as you do as he says, you'll be in his good books and he can make your stay here a much better one."

Jason was silent, pretty sure there was nothing he could do to save himself now, finally understanding what he'd gotten into.

"What if … if you … don't do as you're told?"

"You don't want to cross Coach Wright," Ronnie said with feeling, "believe me."

"Is it … that bad?" Jason asked.

"There was this one boy who ratted on them once. Tobey. Tobey Carson," Ronnie said repeating the fake story which had now turned into an Urban Legend among the Coach's Special Sports Stars.

"What … what happened to him?" Jason asked afraid to know the answer.

"The Coach made sure his life turned into a living hell at home," Ronnie continued, "he told his parents Tobey was a perverted fag and showed them evidence of it."

"H-he did?" Jason asked, opening his eyes wide.

"He did," Ronnie said, "I can't imagine what a nightmare it must've been for the poor dude. They made sure the word got out at his old school so when he returned there apparently all the kids treated him like the perverted fag he was supposed to be."

"I know, but … what if your parents …"

"Jason," Ronnie said faking a worried face for Jason's benefit, "Don't even think about it."

Jason looked at Ronnie with scared eyes.

"Just picture Coach Wright telling your parents you're a fag and giving them evidence of it," Ronnie said.

Jason nodded and swallowed hard. That was definitely a picture of his future he did not feel like even imagining.

"We've made an oath," Ronnie said, "We're friends now. And I don't want anything bad happening to you."

"I understand," Jason said.

"No, Jason, really," Ronnie said now sweetening his expression, "Think of Tobey Carson. Thing of what his life must be now. You don't wanna go through that … I wouldn't want you to go through that."

"Really?" Jason asked.

"We're friends now, Jason," Ronnie said with a serious expression on his face, "and friends take care of each other. They tell each other everything."

Jason nodded.

"I have really risked a lot telling you these things," Ronnie said, "I should have waited until you found out for yourself. If the Coach found out I've told you …" he paused to add more drama to his speech and then carried on, "… I hate to think what would happen to me. But I've trusted you, Jason. I just hope you will trust me and talk to me about stuff too."

Jason nodded, for what Ronnie was saying made complete sense to him. He felt relieved he had a new friend at the Academy, someone he could talk to about all this stuff his confused mind was desperately trying to make sense of.

"Then … what do I do if …?" Jason Cooper started.

"You do as Coach Wright says, whatever it is." Ronnie interrupted him.

"You think?" Jason asked, still hating the idea of doing that 'fag' stuff.

"Yes," Ronnie said emphatically, "if you are co-operative and make sure you please him, he goes a bit easier. It's not that bad once you get used to it, believe me."

Jason nodded again.

"But if you upset him …" Ronnie said with real feeling, "the punishments … well, they are the worst."

Jason said nothing else, he sure didn't know what to say.

"It's time for dinner to be served," Ronnie said.

"I thought there weren't any students on campus," Jason said.

"Summer program begins on Monday," Ronnie said, "so, some of us, whose parents have been convinced for us to do extra credits during the summer holidays, get to be here for an extra four full weeks before going on vacation."

"I see," Jason said.

"Come on," Ronnie said, "Get some clothes on and let's go have dinner."

Jason nodded and got up from the bed. He quickly picked a shirt and a pair of shorts and put them on, hoping Ronnie wouldn't notice the tent in his tighty-whiteys, but Ronnie had of course noticed.

Even though Ronnie was just playing the part as instructed by Coach Wright, the thirteen-year-old boy found himself genuinely warming to Jason. That was a plus, because that way it would be much easier to get close and become Jason's best friend. The boy seemed a very trusting boy and Ronnie hoped he could make Jason like him. Not just because the Coach wanted it but because he also felt the need for a friend.

Chapter 15
Bonding

When Jason and Ronnie entered the dining room, there were probably twenty or so students having dinner at different tables, most of them in groups of two or three. Boys who for a variety of reasons had come back a couple of days early before the Summer Program started. They were by no means all members of the Sports Star team. Ronnie noticed Randy Mitchell and two of his thugs sitting in the center of the room. He was disappointed at the fact that the trio of bullies was there for the Summer Program. He had had trouble with them last term and tried to avoid catching their eye as he walked towards the serving counter. He picked up a tray and Jason followed Ronnie's example.

"Hey, there," Brett Adams – the school's cook, who was also known by the nickname Butcher – greeted Ronnie, "How's it going Ronnie?"

"Fine, Brett," Ronnie said as Brett started serving him his rations.

"Who's your new friend?" Brett asked.

"Oh!" Ronnie said, "He's Jason. He's a new scholarship student."

"I see," Brett said and smiled, "Hi, Jason!"

"Hi," Jason Cooper said shyly.

Brett "Butcher" Adams had been the Academy's cook for some years now. He was twenty-eight years old and was a bit on the plump side. He had a friendly smile and demeanor and Jason warmed to the man instantly. Though a boy-lover himself, Brett was not a part of Coach Wright's ring, and he was completely oblivious to what the Coach had going on in the Academy. Still, he was very kind and friendly to the boys, hoping that one day one of them might take a liking to him and he may see his dream of having a boy-boyfriend come true. Nobody was sure where Brett had come from, but he had lived at the Academy since he had come to work there.

"Welcome to the St. Raphael's Academy," Brett said, "Hope you will like it here. Hope you will like my cooking too."

"Thanks," Jason said and smiled.

"You're very welcome," Brett said and proceeded to serve Jason his rations.

As Ronnie moved away to pick up his silverware and napkins, Brett placed an extra chocolate bar on Jason's tray. Jason Cooper looked at Brett surprised and the plump chef smiled.

"Compliments of the house for the new boy," Brett said and winked.

Jason grinned and nodded.

"Thanks!" he said.

"By all means," Brett said, "It's my pleasure."

Ronnie called Jason and both of them went to one of the tables at the far end of the dining room. They had barely sat down, when the three boys stood from their places and walked toward Ronnie and Jason.

"Hey, fruitcake!" the tallest of the guys said.

Ronnie ignored the redhaired fourteen-year-old buff boy and carried on eating.

"Hey!" the boy shouted pushing Ronnie's tray aside, "I'm talking to you Nancy boy!"

"Piss off, Randy," Ronnie said.

"Uhhhhhhh," another boy -a chubby one- said, "the fairy's growing a pair!"

All three of them laughed.

"Aren't you gonna introduce us to your girlfriend here?" Randy Mitchell said mockingly.

Ronnie tried his best to ignore Randy and his bullies, as did Jason.

"Hey," Randy said slapping Ronnie's head, "Look at me when I talk to you, faggot!"

Ronnie stood up pushing Randy and shouted, "I said piss off!"

Randy Mitchell, Corey Gray and John Myers were momentarily startled at Ronnie's reaction, not expecting the boy to react the way he had. The ordinary pupils at the expensive school, such as Randy and his goons, had a mixed relationship with the scholarship students. They mainly came from very wealthy families with high social status and were inclined to look down on the poorer students who were only there because of the generosity of the Coach's scholarship program.

On top of that was the distance between them for a lot of the time they were at the school. Although the scholarship boys shared their lessons, often struggling, particularly initially when they entered the academy, most of the rest of the time they were kept separate. They had their own accommodation block in the sports department that no other boy was allowed to enter. They also had an extensive training schedule on top of the extra lessons they were given and activities solely for them. The other boys had no idea what the boys had to do for their scholarship and just thought it was more privileges they were getting.

Of course there was some fraternization between members of the two groups. The scholarship boys were good sportsmen which was always attractive to other boys, although some of them weren't that good and the other boys wondered how they had got their scholarships in the first place. Some of the rich boys tried to get friendly but despite their best efforts such friendships only went so far, the scholarship boys while not being unfriendly, stayed reserved and mixed with the other scholarship boys rather than the school's general population.

This obviously led to resentment and problems for the scholarship boys, but the other boys knew that if they did anything to a scholarship boy, it was likely to lead to them having a problem with the Coach and his staff. Despite being young and coming from wealth and position they were not stupid and they quickly got the message that the worst thing that could happen to them at the school was to upset Coach Wright and his assistants. So, the two groups lived a pretty disconnected life, just sharing the campus, classes and meals. The scholarship boys kept to themselves and the other boys left them alone.

However occasionally, an unspoken message seemed to go out if a scholarship boy had displeased the Coach. The bullies seemed to know he had less protection than the other scholarship boys. And that was exactly what had happened to Ronnie. So, for the last term as well as being largely ignored by the other scholarship boys, Ronnie had drawn the attention of some of these bullies, Randy and his goons being the worst. It had started with just little things but as the term had gone on and there was no reaction from the Coach and his staff things had got a lot worse.

"He's definitely growing a pair!" John said.

"Maybe he doesn't want us to bother his girlfriend here!" Randy said pulling Ronnie by his shirt's collar.

"Leave Jason alone!" Ronnie said and pushed the bully with all his strength.

Randy landed hard on his ass. The redhaired fourteen-year-old stood up and threw himself at Ronnie, punching him in the face.

"Leave him alone!" Jason said standing up from his place as Ronnie landed on the floor and Randy landed on him to punch him some more.

Jason threw himself at Randy, but Corey grabbed him from behind and John helped him hold the new boy. Randy was punching Ronnie, when Brett noticed the fight and came from behind the counter.

"Hey!" he said, "Stop that!"

As Brett move towards the boys, out of nowhere came Coach Assistants Auggie Sanders and Matthew Robbins. Both Auggie and Matthew knew Ronnie was to be granted protection as he had a new assignment to carry out for Coach Wright, and so they reacted promptly. Auggie pulled Randy from Ronnie as Matthew grabbed Corey and John. Randy was mad as a madbull, so it took all of Auggie's strength to neutralize him. Corey and John, on their part, had chilled immediately when they saw that it was the Coach's Assistants.

"Knock it off!" Auggie said as he tried to control Randy.

Randy shook his head and calmed down when he realized who was holding him. He wasn't sure what had happened but guessed something had changed and Ronnie was no longer fair game. Or perhaps it was because of the new kid. Or maybe he had been too blatant, bullying Ronnie so openly in the dining room in front of others. He hadn't expected Ronnie's reaction as up to now he had taken it all pretty meekly. As John had said, Ronnie had certainly found some balls from somewhere. Being a clever bully, Randy decided to calm down. He would wait until the situation was clearer.

"Right. What is this all about? You should all know fighting is not allowed in the dining room. You may be new Jason, but it is hardly a rule you should need to be told," Matthew Robbins said looking at Jason.

Jason looked down, thinking he had screwed up.

"As for you Ronnie," Matthew said, "I am very surprised. It's not like you to be picking fights."

"It wasn't them," Brett said coming to Ronnie's and Jason's defense, "It was Randy and his fellas."

"Is that so?" Matthew asked Jason.

Jason did not want to say anything, he did not want to seem like a sneak. He was exhaling as a bull as Matthew Robbins asked him if Brett was telling the truth.

"It's true," Ronnie said.

It wasn't until that moment, that Jason noticed Ronnie was bleeding from the nose and one of his eyes was quickly closing. Jason knelt beside Ronnie.

"The girlfriend is worried about his boyfriend!" Randy couldn't resist saying and laughed.

"I said knock it off!" Auggie shouted, tightening his grip on Randy.

"Then we have to take these three to Counselor Kerrigan, but Ronnie and Jason need to go to the infirmary," Mathew said.

"I'll do it," Brett offered, "I can take Ronnie and Jason to the infirmary."

"I'm okay!" Jason said still angry and not keen to return to see the Doctor.

Auggie Sanders ignored Jason and turned to face the cook, "Brett, thank you. I'd appreciate it if you did that. Have Doctor Bennet make sure they're okay."

"Yes, sir," Brett said.

"In the meantime," Auggie added, "We'll take these thugs to Counselor Kerrigan."

And with this, Sanders and Robbins exited the dining room leading all three bullies out. Brett turned to Jason who had already helped Ronnie up and smiled at them trying to offer some comfort. Brett Adams was such a kind-hearted young man.

"There you go," Doctor Bennet said as he finished cleaning and caring for Ronnie's wounds.

"Thank you, Doctor Bennet," Ronnie said.

"Now, will you be okay going to your room, or should we keep you in the infirmary?"

"I'll be okay, doctor," Ronnie said.

"Are you sure?"

"I'll take care of him," Jason said.

Doctor Gregory Bennet turned to look at Jason Cooper, grinned and nodded. The boy was so adorable, Doctor Bennet felt his cock starting to engorge as he looked at him and remembered the boy's week in confinement.

"Very good, Jason," Doctor Bennet reluctantly said.

While he would have liked to keep the two boys under his tender care, he knew it would not fit with Coach's plan, so knew what his only course of action was.

"Make sure he takes these analgesics in case of pain. It would be good if you check that the swelling in his nose starts going down. Can you do that for me, little fella?"

"Yes, Doctor," Jason said.

"Well then, Ronnie, I'll let you go to your room since you'll have such a caring nurse by your side," Gregory Bennet said winking at Jason and smiling again.

Jason Cooper felt confused by the man. He knew this man was a pervert who had tricked him, performing all sorts of perverted sexual stuff on him under the pretense of providing medical attention. But every time the man spoke and smiled, he was just so very kind and awesome, Jason had trouble understanding how the man could be both a pervert and a kind man. Then again, it seemed that every single man under Coach Wright was a pervert but some weren't nice men. Well, everyone except Nurse Rogers. Nurse Rogers was his friend. He was sure of that and now he had another friend in Ronnie.

Jason walked back to the room he was now sharing with Ronnie, holding his friend's arm. Both boys were silent as they walked next to each other. By now, Ronnie's right eye was black and swollen in such a way that his green eye was barely visible. They entered their room together and this time it was Jason who locked the door. Ronnie sat on the bed, and Jason sat next to him.

"I'm really sorry about that," Jason Cooper told his friend.

"It wasn't your fault," Ronnie said, "Randy Mitchell is an asshole."

"Still," Jason said, "he beat you up for sticking up for me …"

"No," Ronnie said, "he beat me up because he can. It's okay, really …"

Ronnie hoped that the C.A.'s intervention meant that perhaps what he wished for was coming true. Although nothing had been said directly, he had known that the bullies would not have been picking on him if he hadn't upset the coach and lost his total protection. It was part of his punishment. Now he had been given this assignment he had hoped he would get back the protection. That was what had given him the courage to stand up to Randy and his mates and the fact it was in the dining room out in the open. He had counted on at least the 'Butcher' saving him from a bad beating.

"Ronnie," Jason said, but couldn't bring himself to say anything else.

"They pick on me all the time," Ronnie said, "I'm used to it. But I was not gonna let them pick on you."

"Ronnie … you didn't have to …"

"But I wanted to," Ronnie said, "I told you, you will always be able to count on me …"

Jason felt touched by Ronnie's statement. He reached and gently placed his hand on Ronnie's face.

"Does it hurt?" Jason asked.

"Just a bit," Ronnie lied, "but it's okay. Really."

"Let's get some sleep," Jason said, "You'll feel better in the morning."

Ronnie stood up and moved the bedspreads aside. He removed his shirt and shorts and climbed into the bed in his underwear. Jason turned the bedside lamp on and walked over to the door to turn the room lights off. He walked back to his bed, moved the bedspreads too and took his shirt and shorts off. He jumped into bed and turned the lamp off.

"Sleep tight," Jason said.

"You too," Ronnie said.

The boys remained silent, each with their own thoughts. Ronnie felt like crying. He hurt and he was confused. He knew he might be getting back into the Coach's good books but he felt bad about fooling Jason. He was indeed used to being picked on, but hated being an outcast with the Special Sports Stars. He knew even if he managed to make the Coach happy, none of the other boys would be his true friends. Maybe Jason could really be his friend? He knew this had been an assignment from Coach Wright, but that didn't mean he couldn't really become friends with Jason Cooper. He thought even though they had only spent a few hours together he could really grow to like him, there was just something so nice about him. Although he had been busy, he had noticed the way Jason had just dived in to help him. Surely he could make Coach happy and be a friend to Jason. He only had to make sure Jason didn't do anything stupid which was in his best interest as well.

Jason, on his part, was thinking on what Ronnie had done. Ronnie had stood up to an older boy to defend him. He couldn't really think of a time when someone had stood up for him. He knew Ronnie was definitely a friend, a friend he would like to keep for as long as he stayed in the Academy. There were hard times ahead, if what Ronnie had told him was true, and he had no reason to doubt it, he would definitely need a friend, someone whom he could be completely open to and trust. He was almost sure Ronnie could be that friend.

"Jason?" Ronnie asked, half an hour later, "Are you sleeping?"

"Not really," Jason said.

"Could I ask you for a favor?" Ronnie asked.

"Sure thing," Jason replied.

"Would you … would you sleep with me?" Ronnie asked, "I … I don't want to sleep alone."

Jason Cooper didn't reply immediately but just lay there thinking. Ronnie had shown him true friendship, and this wasn't too big a thing to do for him. He wanted to show he too was a loyal friend. Ronnie felt relieved and happy as he felt Jason moving the bedspreads aside and getting into bed with him. He hadn't known how Jason would react to the request.

"I'm here," Jason said.

"Thank you," Ronnie said.

"We're friends, right?" Jason said, "You don't have to thank me."

"Still," Ronnie said, "Thanks."

Jason lay down with his back on the mattress and Ronnie suddenly put his head on Jason's chest. Jason just lay there. He thought of his youngest brother, Kevin. Kevin would jump into Jason's bed when he had nightmares and would rest his head on his brother's chest to feel protected. Jason knew that was exactly what Ronnie wanted, to feel protected. Instinctively, Jason put his hand on Ronnie's head and felt his friend start sobbing.

"It's okay," Jason said, "You are not alone anymore."

"Tha-thank … you …" Ronnie said.

"Sleep now," Jason told Ronnie, "I'll be here."

Ronnie was genuinely moved by Jason's actions and words. Yeah, he now knew he was going to become attached to Jason. He knew he'd need to keep Coach Wright happy. But right now, as his head rested on his new friend's chest, the last thing he wanted to do was think of Coach Wright. He already liked Jason very much and right now, as Jason caressed his hair, Ronnie Clarkson felt happy for the very first time in, what seemed to the teen, a long, long time.

Chapter 16
Change in Schedule

Coach Ernie Wright was in his office. It was 9:30 pm and the day was technically over. The following noon, as had been agreed with the boy's father, they were due to take lovely Jason Cooper home. Coach Wright, however, felt that they needed to tighten their grip on the boy, and the best way to do so was to keep him for a couple more days on campus. He had gone over the options in his head and had decided on calling Jason's father. So, he took a deep breath, picked up the phone receiver and dialed the Coopers' number.

"Hello?" Peter Cooper's voice came from the other end of the line.

"Is this Peter Cooper?" Coach Wright asked.

"Yes," the man said, "Who is this?"

"Mister Cooper, this is Ernie Wright, Head Coach at the St. Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen."

"Oh!" Peter Cooper said and asked almost automatically, "Is everything okay?"

"It is, Mister Cooper," Coach Wright said, "but I wanted to call you for two reasons."

"Okay?"

"First, I wanted to officially congratulate you. Jason has been granted a full scholarship to our institution …"

"That … Oh my God! That … that is great news!" Peter Cooper said, unable to hide his excitement.

"It is for both of us, Mister Cooper," Coach Wright said, "Jason is a top-level athlete and we are lucky to have him."

"Thank you, sir," Peter Cooper said, "I'm flattered."

"Then, there's the other thing," Coach Wright said, "You see, Jason got sick in his stomach today."

"Oh, my!" Peter Cooper said worriedly, "Is he alright?"

"He is," Coach Wright said, "Our Head Doctor has already seen him and given him treatment."

"Thank God!" Peter Cooper said.

"He has, however, suggested that Jason remain in campus at least for 48 hours, to keep him under observation. This, of course would change the plan of bringing Jason home tomorrow noon."

"I see," Peter Cooper said completely oblivious to what was going on with his son.

"As you know, our medical facilities are state of the Art and our Doctors are cream of the crop," Coach Wright said, "However, Jason remaining on campus was just a suggestion, if you want, we can bring him home tomorrow and you can take him to your family doctor."

Peter Cooper didn't have much to think about, even with his family doctor, any medical service was an expense, and there was no need to spend any money when the Academy had such good medical care.

"No, Coach," Peter Cooper said, "I'm perfectly okay with Jason remaining there for observation. I am more than thankful that he is in such good hands."

"One thing you should rest assured about, Mister Cooper," Coach Wright said, "is that the well-being of our boys is of paramount importance for us."

"I can tell," Peter Cooper said, "and I'm really grateful for that."

"It's settled then," Coach Wright said, "We'll be bringing Jason home Monday morning."

"Yes, and thanks again, Coach," Peter Cooper said.

"No need to thank me," Coach Wright replied, "Jason is one of us now. Have a good night, Mister Cooper."

"You too, Coach."

Coach Ernie Wright hung up, a huge grin on his face. Apparently, Peter Cooper was as gullible as his firstborn son, and Ernie Wright couldn't help feeling amused at how the boy seemed to resemble his father in more than one aspect. Now, he had to get together with the rest of his circle, there were plans to be made now that Jason would be staying a couple of extra days.

***

It was barely seven thirty in the morning, but Bennet was already on his way to Coach Wright's office. The man had summoned him and the board saying there was something urgent they needed to discuss. Coach Wright had not said what this was about, but Gregory Bennet was sure it had to do with Jason Cooper. When Bennet entered the room, most of the members were already in.

Behind his desk, Coach Wright was sitting with a wide grin on his face. Across from him Principal Sanders, Dean Hill and Counselor Kerrigan had already taken their places. Andrew Murphy, President of the PTA was there too, but sitting next to Coach Wright and not across from him.

"Doctor," Coach Wright said, "Please, come in and have a seat."

"Thank you, sir," Bennet replied and did as instructed.

When everyone was in place, Coach Wright spoke, "I have summoned you here regarding Mister Cooper's current situation."

"Is everything alright?" Principal Sanders asked.

"Couldn't be better," Coach Wright said.

"Good to hear," Counselor Kerrigan said.

"Still," Coach Wright said, "I have new plans for Mister Cooper. As you are all well aware, We're supposed to take Mister Cooper home today."

All attendees to the meeting nodded and waited.

"I have, however, called his gullible father and told him Mister Cooper got sick and will need to remain on campus for two more days."

"Did he agree to it?" Counselor Kerrigan asked.

"He did. So, that's the reason why I've summoned you. We need to build a new schedule to make sure we make the most of these two extra days. Doctor," he said turning to face Bennet.

"Yes, Coach?" the redhead asked.

"I want Mister Cooper to have a quick check-up this morning," Coach said, "No need to beat around the bush this time. I want Mister Cooper to know this check-up will be sexual in nature. He needs to start understanding what he's gotten himself into."

"Yes, sir," Bennet said.

"That should be carried out at nine am no later," Coach Wright said.

"Perfect," Bennet said, "I'll get ready."

"Make sure you give him some healing pills and explicitly forbid him to masturbate," the Coach added.

"Aye, sir."

"At 11 Mister Cooper is to be taken to Counselor Kerrigan."

"Okay," the Counselor said feeling his cock jump inside his pants.

"I want Mister Cooper to start understanding the basics of discipline, you know, the punishment and reward system you have so carefully put together."

"It will be my pleasure, Coach," the man said.

"After his visit with Counselor Kerrigan," Coach Wright continued, "he will be having lunch in the dining room. And at 15:00 he's to be brought to me, I have prepared an intensive training session for the boy with the soccer team."

"Really?" Principal Sanders asked.

"Of course," Coach Wright said, "we wouldn't want Mister Cooper to think we're forgetting about his career. It is important that he starts intensive training. After all, it is our duty to make him less uncomfortable, and for that, he needs to taste victory in other aspects."

"Excellent idea, Coach," Bruce Kerrigan said.

"After training, Ronnie will be in charge of keeping him entertained for the rest of the afternoon. Well, gentlemen, you have your orders."

All men nodded in agreement knowing the good Coach would come up with a plan for the following day. They all knew Jason was going to be completely tamed by the time he went home.

"I'll be meeting with you again tonight to discuss tomorrow's schedule," Coach Wright said, "Dismissed."

All men stood up and left the room, except for Andrew Murphy, who remained at the Coach's request. Seemed like lovely Jason Cooper was going to have two very busy days.

***

Jason Cooper woke up when the alarm clock read 8:30 as there was a knock on the door. Ronnie was placidly sleeping next to him. He woke up as quietly as possibly, pulled a shirt over his head and walked to the door to see who was knocking so early. When he opened the door, he was greeted by a smiley Nick Wright, the Coach's son and one of his team of assistants.

"Hi," Nick said, "Are you Jason Cooper?

"I am," he said and added, "sir."

"I'm Nicholas Wright, Coach Assistant," Nick said.

"Hi," Jason replied and said nothing else.

"I'm here to take you to the infirmary," Nick said, "Doctor Bennet needs to see you ASAP."

Jason Cooper felt his stomach tighten at Nick's words, but knew better than to argue.

"Is everything okay?" he dared ask.

"I wouldn't know," Nick said and grinned, "I was just ordered to take you there."

"I see," Jason said, "let me put on some shorts and shoes."

Nick nodded and remained in the room as Jason put on his loose shorts, socks, and tied up his soccer shoes. Once Jason said he was ready, Nick nodded and they both left the room with Ronnie still asleep. Jason did not see any point in asking Nick again if everything was okay, so he just fearfully followed the guy until they were standing outside Doctor Jones' office. Nick knocked and heard Doctor Bennet call them in. Nervous as hell, Jason Cooper entered the room and Doctor Bennet dismissed Nick after thanking him for having brought Jason.

"Morning, Jason," Doctor Bennet said.

"Good morning, Doctor," Jason replied not able to look Bennet in the eye.

"How are you feeling this morning?" the red-haired doctor asked.

"Fine, Doctor," the boy mumbled.

"Good," Bennet said, "I'm going to ask you to follow me into the examination room."

"Wh-why?" Jason asked.

"Are you questioning your Doctor, Jason?" Bennet asked raising an eyebrow.

"Um … no, doctor," the boy said blushing, "I'm sorry."

"Good," Doctor Bennet said, "but just to show you I'm a caring man I'm going to tell you why."

Jason nodded as the doctor brought him into the examination room.

"You had quite an afternoon yesterday during your physical," Doctor Bennet said, "and it is my duty to make sure your equipment is in top condition after so much activity.

"M-m-my equ-quip-ment?" Jason asked.

For an answer, Doctor Bennet bent slightly and grabbed Jason's dicklet in his hand squeezing it a bit and causing it to swell almost immediately.

"This equipment," the man said delighted that the little rod was still coming to life at the slightest provocation, "Now, get naked and hop on the chair."

Jason knew better than to argue and started undressing. Once naked, he hoped on the gynecological chair and sighed. Doctor Bennet grinned and strapped the boy down at his wrists, forearms, chest, knees and ankles. Once in position, he gave the boy two large white pills and told him to get ready to be tested.

"This procedure will be fairly simple, Jason," Doctor Bennet said, "In order for me to validate your equipment has not been damaged, I will be measuring up how long it takes for you to cum and how big a load you can manage."

Jason's eyes opened wide, but he said nothing. After his physical, he was not surprised, especially since Ronnie had told him what really happened with the Coach Special Stars at the Academy. Jason Cooper now knew there was nothing he could do if he wanted to keep the scholarship he had been through so much to obtain.

"Okay, let's get you ready," Bennet said.

He poured a sort of gel over Jason's dicklet, which was already up, and pulled the boy's foreskin back. Jason's lovely dickhead popped spitting a lovely dollop of precum. Doctor Bennet grinned and started polishing the boy's glans, all around and around and around making Jason feel delirious at the touch, the drugs he had been given on a regular basis still working wonders in the boy's young nervous system.

"Good," Doctor Bennet said, "Precum is oozing already."

"Is tha-that go-go-good?" Jason asked.

"It's great," Doctor Bennet said, "It means your equipment is indeed in top condition and also …"

"Yes, Doctor?" Jason asked.

"It also means you are indeed a naughty little faggot who likes being touched."

Jason Cooper said nothing but felt tears welling up in his eyes, because he knew there had to be at least a bit of truth in the man's words. If not, why was he so hard already as the man toyed with his dick? Poor little Jason did not know he'd been ingesting sexual drugs every day since he had arrived so felt guilty that his body would respond in such a way to this man's ministrations.

Bennet was edging lovely Jason Cooper expertly, making Jason want to cum already, but the good Doctor was not going to let that happen just yet. He had Jason till eleven, and he was going to make the most of it. Once Jason was gasping and moaning at the touch, Doctor Bennet stopped his ministrations and moved away in order to retrieve his sounds.

"Now," he said holding one of the sounds up to Jason's face, "Let's fuck your dick a little bit. I know you really love when I fuck your pee-slit."

"N-no …" Jason said, "That's … that's not true!"

"Really?" Bennet asked as he pushed a bit of the 6mm [¼"] sound inside he boy's dicklet.

Jason moaned as the item went in, even if it only penetrated an inch [2.5 cm] inside.

"See?" Bennet said pushing the sound deeper, "You love it!"

"I don't," Jason said softly and started weeping.

Bennet pushed the whole sound inside Jason and then pulled it out. In and out. In and out. In and out, making Jason Cooper squirm in the chair as his dick was played with.

"Stop, please, Doctor," Jason begged.

For an answer, Bennet laughed and sped up his motions, making the tween dick throb incessantly in his hand. Then, he removed the sound altogether and picked a new one. 6Mm [¼"] as well, but corkscrewed. He pushed it all the way in and laughed as Jason gasped again. Once inside, he started moving the sound in circles, playing with Jason's dick nerves from the inside.

"Please, please, it's too much!" Jason said.

"No, it's not!" Doctor Bennet said, "You seemed to take it well enough when you had your daily examinations."

"Please, please, please!" Jason said, "Please, Doctor, I beg you, please!"

Doctor Bennet ignored Jason's pleas and carried on edging the boy and fucking his pee slit. He knew the ejaculation delayers would work wonders. He took his sweet time fucking Jason's tween rod with five different sounds, making sure the boy could visualize what his medicals would be from now on as a student of the St. Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen.

"Pleaaaaaaaaaseeeeeeeee!" Jason said feeling the desperation of being edged and not allowed to cum.

An hour of torment was enough for Bennet, who stopped his work on the boy's dicklet and placed the vacuum pump on it, preparing Jason for the milking. After all, once he was a student, he was going to undergo milking at least once a week. What better way to get him used to it than doing it now?

Once the pump was in place, Doctor Bennet turned it on, on a very low setting, the item basically masturbating Jason slowly, making his milking still tortuous. Once the pump was working, Doctor Bennet started caressing Jason's little nuts. Jason gasped, the ball-handling adding to his frenzy. Bennet loved tween balls almost as much as he loved tween dicklets, so he took his time handling the boy's nuts, caressing, slightly squeezing, pinching a bit, squeezing them together in his fist.

"Please!" Jason begged as he was attacked on both his dick and balls, "Please, stop!"

Doctor Bennet only laughed as he stimulated Jason's balls making the boy get closer and closer to orgasm. Jason was in both heaven and hell as he felt close to orgasm but didn't seem able to get there yet.

"I imagine you're dying to cum, aren't you, Mister Cooper?" Doctor Bennet said.

Jason did not answer, but whimpered, the doctor was right that all he could think of, was cumming. Doctor Bennet speeded up the motion of the milking machine and the boy started gasping and moaning as the machine did its work on his tween dick.

Five minutes into the milking, Jason started squirming and panting and Bennet knew the time had come for the boy to expel his tween juice. He took Jason's nipples and started pinching them as the boy's midsection started contracting. Doctor Bennet watched as the milking pump started filling with Jason's juice and kept on stimulating the boy's nipples.

When the boygasm was finally over, Doctor Bennet went and removed the pump, Jason's jizz slurping out of the pump and running down the sweet boydick.

"That is one healthy load!" Doctor Bennet said.

Jason looked at Doctor Bennet with puppy eyes, hoping his torment was over, which it almost was. As soon as the pump had been removed, Doctor Bennet scooped Jason's cum from the boydick and brought his hand to Jason's mouth.

"Come on," he said, "We can't let all this protein go to waste."

Understanding what the doctor wanted, Jason started obediently licking his own cum from the man's hand. Every time he thought he'd been degraded to his fullest, these men seemed to find new ways to humiliate him even more.

When Doctor Bennet's hand was perfectly clean, the red-haired pervert removed Jason's restraints and told the boy to get down from the chair and get dressed. Jason did as instructed and once dressed he walked back to Bennet's office, following the man, hoping this would be the end of his sexual abuse for the day. But he guessed it wouldn't be, when he saw Nick Wright waiting for him.

"Now, I'd like you to take these pills," the doctor said handing Jason a couple of pills and a glass of water.

The pills were those experimental potent stimulants he had been given while restrained in the infirmary before his physical and Jason put them in his mouth and swallowed them.

"Mister Wright here will take you to Counselor Kerrigan," Bennet said, "There's something he needs to discuss with you regarding the altercation in the dining room."

"Yes, doctor."

"And, Jason?"

"Yes, doctor?"

"Make sure you leave your family jewels alone," Doctor Bennet said, delighted when he saw Jason blush, "you are not allowed to masturbate yourself. And believe me, I'll know if you do."

"Yes, doctor," Jason replied and left the office in the company of the Coach's son.

Chapter 17
Mister Kerrigan

Jason Cooper followed Nick Wright, not very sure of what he should expect from his talk with Mister Kerrigan, after his intense milking at the hands of the talented Doctor Bennet. Still, he knew better than to ask, since he imagined Nick would not volunteer any information. So, he followed the Coach's son until they were both standing before a high wooden elegant door.

Nick knocked on the door and a few seconds later, heard the voice of Counselor Kerrigan saying he could come in. Nick showed his face through the door and said, "Jason Cooper to see you, sir."

"Please, send him in." Kerrigan said.

Nick turned to look at Jason and said, "Go on."

Jason Cooper entered the office and Nick closed the door behind him. Counselor Kerrigan was sitting behind a big black desk, a stupid grin on his face and across from him was Ronnie. Once he got close, Kerrigan ordered Jason to sit down on the chair across from him and next to Ronnie, and Jason Cooper obeyed.

"So, Mister Cooper," Kerrigan said, I heard there was an incident in the dining room yesterday with Randy Mitchell, Corey Gray and John Myers …"

"Sir," Jason said nervously, "I can explain. You see, I was …"

"There's no need for you to explain, Mister Cooper," Kerrigan said, "Coach Assistants Auggie Sanders and Matthew Robbins have already given me their account of the facts."

"Oh," Jason said nervously.

"Ronnie here, has also explained what happened," Kerrigan carried on, "So, please try and relax, I know you and Ronnie were not responsible for starting the trouble."

Jason nodded. Ronnie's head was down and he did not look Jason in the eye. Jason Cooper knew almost immediately something was off.

"I know you were just trying to do what felt right defending your friend from Randy, Corey and John."

Jason nodded again.

"I wanted to let you both know they have all been disciplined, with a note on their permanent records."

Jason nodded yet once more.

"I … I am not hearing a 'thank you, sir'," Kerrigan said.

"Thank you, sir," Ronnie said still not looking at Jason.

"Mister Cooper?" Kerrigan asked.

"Tha-thank you, si-sir," Jason said nervously.

"Is that it?" Kerrigan asked, "I would have expected a more lively thank you after, well after what I've done for you both …"

"I … I don't understand … sir," Jason said.

"I think you do," Bruce Kerrigan said standing up, his fly open.

Jason looked at the man's 18 cm [7"] oblong cock, the mushroom-sized purple cockhead glistening with precum and gasped in shock. Still, Jason didn't move from his seat and Kerrigan walked around the huge desk to sit on it in front of both Jason and Ronnie.

"Mister Clarkson?" he said, "Why don't you show Mister Cooper the proper way to thank an adult when he's done something nice for you."

"Yes, sir," Ronnie said shyly and leaned forward.

Without being told twice, Ronnie opened his mouth wide and engulfed Bruce Kerrigan's wet cockhead in his mouth. He started running his tongue in circles around the man's mushroom, Kerrigan sighed as Ronnie's mouth worked his tool.

"Mister Cooper?" Kerrigan said.

Jason looked up and his eyes found Mister Kerrigan's. The Counselor grinned and nodded and Jason leaned forward. He started to lick at the man's rod as Ronnie kept the mushroom-sized cockhead inside his mouth.

"Now, don't be greedy, Mister Clarkson," Kerrigan said, "Let Mister Cooper have some as well."

As he said it, Ronnie let go of the man's cockhead and stayed in place as Jason got closer. Jason took the man's thick cock in his hand and then lapped at the glistening pee-slit, a dollop of pre-cum showing through it. He lapped at the man's cock for a little while and then circled it with his tongue.

"Suck the head into your mouth, Mister Cooper," Kerrigan ordered, "and Mister Clarkson? Now might be a good time for you to get busy on my balls."

Jason complied trying his best to take the mushroom inside as Ronnie started licking and sucking at Kerrigan's sweaty nuts. Not that Ronnie disliked it, he actually did like Mister Kerrigan and blowing him was not something he felt apprehensive about, the man had always been kind to him.

"Come on, Mister Cooper," Bruce Kerrigan said as Jason struggled with the man's purple cockhead, "It's not like you haven't sucked my cock before. You seemed pretty content to do it during your physical."

Jason felt his face burn. The man was right that Jason had sucked him, along with so many other men he couldn't even remember how many cocks he'd sucked. Once Jason had managed to take the head in, Mister Kerrigan started to help Jason's head slide up and down his thick pole as he caressed Ronnie's hair with his free hand while the boy sucked his balls, one at a time.

Once Jason had picked up the pace, Counselor Kerrigan turned to Ronnie and said, "That'll be all, Mister Clarkson."

"Yes, sir," Ronnie said and composed himself.

As he walked towards the door, Ronnie knew he was abandoning Jason to what he would have to go through with Mister Kerrigan. Jason looked up and caught Ronnie's eyes, but the boy looked away avoiding Jason and left the office.

Jason Cooper felt his heart beating hard in his chest as he was made to suck Counselor Kerrigan. Every now and then he heard the man moan or sigh as Jason's mouth slid around the man's cock.

"A bit more of it this time," Kerrigan said.

Jason tried hard swallowing more of the big cock in his mouth, but he felt like Mister Kerrigan was impossibly big.

"Go on," the man said, "I know for a fact you can take it all."

Jason kept trying but it seemed like an impossible task. Seeing the boy wouldn't go further, Counselor Kerrigan placed his hands on the back of Jason's head and started pulling Jason against his cock. He pulled further and further with each new thrust until Jason felt the man's pubic hair against his nose.

Once he'd reached that spot, Bruce Kerrigan kept Jason there for some seconds and the boy felt like he was going to choke, his eyes watery and his airflow blocked. Then Bruce Kerrigan let go and Jason slid off the cock, but only slightly, because Counselor Kerrigan kept control of his head and repeated the operation several times until Jason started getting accustomed to having the whole dick inside him.

Then Kerrigan started face-fucking Jason at his own leisure, Jason now having less difficulty with the deep-throating he was being subjected to.

"That's it, Mister Cooper," Bruce Kerrigan said between ragged breaths, "Keep the pace, I'm close, I'm close."

Jason Cooper knew the man was close to cumming and let the face-fucking continue unable to do anything about it.

"Oh, fuck, yes!" Kerrigan said.

As his cock throbbed non-stop inside Jason's mouth, the man retrieved most of the tool save for the cockhead and started spurting in the boy's mouth, keeping the boy's head steady so he had to take the whole load.

"Swallow!" he commanded, "It's all for you, swallow! Swallow like a good boywhore!"

Jason felt ashamed as he was called a boywhore, but had no choice but to swallow Mister Kerrigan's copious load as the huge thing kept spurting in his mouth. Spurt after spurt after spurt came and Jason swallowed it all.

"Good, Mister Cooper," Kerrigan said, "You did very good."

"Thank you, sir," Jason said.

"Now, we're almost done," the man said, "You just need to lick my cock clean."

"Yes, sir," Jason said shyly and started lapping at the man's still rock-hard cock.

As Jason licked him clean, the man gently caressed the boy's hair, making Jason feel a little bit less used and a bit more cared for. Once done, Mister Kerrigan ordered Jason to place his cock back inside his pants and zip him up and Jason did as commanded. When Mister Kerrigan's cock was inside his now zipped pants, the man ordered Jason to sit in his lap and once again Jason obeyed.

"You did well, Mister Cooper," he said as he caressed Jason's chest and tummy.

"Thank you, sir," Cooper said looking down.

"You know?" Kerrigan carried on, "If you're always this obedient, you will have a great time here at the St. Raphael's Academy for Young Gentlemen. Obedient boys usually get rewarded and not punished. I assume you would not want to be punished."

"No, sir."

"Good, now stand up." Kerrigan ordered.

Jason stood up, noticing his shorts were tented and hoping Mister Kerrigan would not notice, but the man did.

"Oh!" the man said, "You're regaling me with a lovely little boner."

Jason blushed as the man squeezed on his hard dicklet.

"So," Kerrigan said still fondling the boy, "As I was saying, obedient boys get rewarded and not punished. And you have been so good I think a reward is in order. Would you like a reward, Jason?"

"I … uh … uh-huh …" Jason replied.

Counselor Kerrigan pulled Jason up and sat him on his desk. Once in place, he pulled Jason's shorts down to his knees and looked at the lovely tapered 11 cm [4"] hard dicklet. He gently squeezed on the little tool and the sweet pee slit regaled him with two dollops of precum as Jason slightly moaned.

"I see you do appreciate your reward, hmmm?" Kerrigan asked as he softly rubbed the dicklet up and down.

"Yes, sir," Jason said blushing.

"Good," the man said and leaned forward taking Jason's cock in his mouth.

He expertly pulled Jason's foreskin down and started running his adult tongue in circles around the sweet helmet. Jason gasped and moaned as the man expertly stimulated his dickhead. Jason couldn't help but feel once again he was indeed a perverted fag, because as Kerrigan blew his dick, everything else seemed to vanish into oblivion.

Counselor Kerrigan was a big fan of boy dicks and boy nuts, and so he really enjoyed blowing Jason. He would work on the head and then he would bob his head up and down and then work on the head again, making the most of the experience and trying to keep Jason from cumming too quickly. As he worked on the tool, he also played with Jason's lovely baby-making marbles with his right hand.

Kerrigan was so good at edging boys, he had Jason Cooper sitting on his desk for almost twenty minutes, slowing his ministrations every time he felt the boy was close. Jason could only grunt in frustration every time Counselor Kerrigan slowed down not getting him completely there.

"You're taking a long time," Kerrigan said knowing full well he was the one causing Jason not to cum.

"I'm … I'm so-sorry … sir," Jason said embarrassed.

"Maybe a finger up your ass would speed your climax?" the man said.

Jason blushed, understanding it was not a request but an order and pulled one of his legs up to give the man access to his chute. Kerrigan smiled and opened one of his drawers from which he retrieved a lubricant.

"I have a better idea," Counselor Kerrigan said, "Why don't you get on all fours on my desk?"

"Yes, sir," Jason said and did as instructed.

Counselor Kerrigan approached Jason and before the boy could react, he felt the man's tongue licking at his pucker. He wasn't really shocked, this was not the first time in the past two weeks in which he was licked in there. This was the first time, however, someone was doing it so delicately, as if he was not being used but pleasured for real. Against his better judgment, Jason felt a warm and tingly sensation in his gut, as Counselor Kerrigan licked and tongued his ass. After all the abuse he had been through, the naive boy felt like the man was truly doing his best to make Jason feel good and the boy moaned as the man ate his ass.

"You like that, huh?" Kerrigan asked momentarily letting go of the boyhole.

"Yes, sir," Jason said, not lying this time.

"Good," Counselor Kerrigan said and resumed the rimming.

Jason was delighted by the sensations as the man ate his ass and those conflicting thoughts came back to his mind. He definitely must be a fag if he liked his ass eaten. Was he? Before coming to the Academy for his trials he had never thought these things would come to pass. When he had realized how he'd been taken advantage of, he felt disgusted and abused. But as Counselor Kerrigan tongued his boyhole, Jason felt a pleasure unlike any he had been made to experience before.

As Counselor Kerrigan expertly rimmed Jason, he took the boydick in his hand and started manipulating it. Jason felt a new wave of pleasure as the man played with his dick while sucking his ass. Right now, all Jason could think was how good it felt as Mister Kerrigan did these things to him. Once the rimming had been going on for a good fifteen minutes, Counselor Kerrigan poured some lubricant on his middle finger and pushed against Jason's rosebud. Jason grunted slightly as the finger went in, but once Kerrigan found his sweet spot, the boy sighed and squirmed a little.

"You like that too, huh, Mister Cooper?" Counselor Kerrigan asked. Seeing the boy did not acknowledged his question, he forced the issue," Are you enjoying yourself?"

"It's … different, sir," Jason said.

"Different from what, Mister Cooper?" Kerrigan asked.

"I … uh …" Jason said unable to concentrate as he was pleasured by the man, "From the others …"

"How is it different?" Kerrigan pushed the issue.

"You're … gentle," Jason said and moaned as the man pushed against his prostate.

Kerrigan removed the finger and asked Jason to sit on the desk, pulling his leg up as he'd done before. Jason complied and the man pushed his finger inside the boy's rosebud again.

"I'm glad you think so," Kerrigan said.

He kept the fingerfucking and resumed the dick sucking, causing Jason to gasp and moan again. He definitely had to be a fag if he enjoyed being fingered in the ass as he was sucked by a man, but he tried to push those thoughts aside as Kerrigan rewarded him.

With the prostate massage, and the ability of Mister Kerrigan, Jason was soon panting and feeling his orgasm get closer. When the first contraction hit, his ass clenched non-stop around Mister Kerrigan's finger, and his dick started throbbing repeatedly. Mister Kerrigan sped the tongue bathing of Jason's sensitive helmet and the boydick started spurting his tween jizz.

Kerrigan savored and swallowed every single drop of Jason's spunk and kept on sucking and licking as Jason descended from his bliss. He licked the boy clean and then looked up to meet the boy's eyes. Jason was really embarrassed at the fact that he had truly enjoyed Mister Kerrigan's blowjob.

"Did you like your reward, Mister Cooper?" Kerrigan asked.

"Yes, sir," Jason said blushing.

"Good," Counselor Kerrigan said, "When you are good and obedient, you will be allowed to cum, like today. If you are not, however, days may pass before Coach Wright or any of us allow you that benefit. You wouldn't like that, would you?"

"No, sir," Jason said.

"Good," Kerrigan replied, "We both know how important it is for a boy to jack off regularly, right?"

Jason nodded.

"Very well. Now, I have unfortunately gotten hard again," Counselor Kerrigan said opening his fly.

Jason did not have to be told what he was to do. Without complaining or even hesitating, he jumped off the desk and knelt before Counselor Kerrigan. He fished for the man's cock with his hand and retrieved it from its imprisonment.

Counselor Kerrigan sighed as Jason got back to work on his cock again, this time without complaint or apprehension. He noticed how the boy was doing his best to pleasure him and even tried deepthroating him, as the man had shown him before how he liked being sucked. Jason had to work harder this time to make the man cum, since Kerrigan was letting the boy do all the work.

Finally, after a good twenty minutes, Mister Kerrigan announced he was about to cum and Jason positioned the man's cockhead so he would spurt in his, apparently now, willing mouth. Even though he had recently cum, Counselor Kerrigan's load was no smaller than the previous one and Jason swallowed as if his life depended on it.

Once the man had cum and after Jason had licked him clean, Counselor Kerrigan asked him to put back his underwear and shorts and Jason obeyed.

"That'll be all for now," Counselor Kerrigan said, "I'm really pleased with you, Mister Cooper."

"You are, sir?" Jason asked.

"Yes," the man replied, "You have proven a well-behaved obedient little gentleman."

"Thank you, sir," Jason said blushing.

"No need to blush," Kerrigan said, "Come here."

Jason approached the man and Counselor Kerrigan kissed him on the lips. Jason allowed the man to do it and once the kissing was over, Mister Kerrigan gave Jason a ten-dollar bill, so he could buy whatever he wanted the man said and Jason thanked him once again.

"Now," Counselor Kerrigan said, "I think it's lunch time, you might want to pick up Ronnie and go to the dining room."

"Yes, sir."

"Don't overeat," Kerrigan said, "You have soccer practice at 1500 hours."

"I do?" Jason asked in surprise, his face completely lighting up.

"Of course you do!" Counselor Kerrigan said, "Did you think everything was going to be just fun and pleasure? Now, go! Lunch is waiting!"

"Yes, sir!" Jason said cheerfully and ran towards the door. Once standing in the door frame, he looked back to Mister Kerrigan and said, "Thank you very much, sir!"

Bruce Kerrigan laughed genuinely amused at Jason's reaction. Ernie Wright was correct -as usual-, the idea of soccer practice had completely turned the boy's attitude around. Kerrigan had to recognize that, when it came to manipulating boys, Ernie Wright was the best at it, no wonder he was the one running the circle. Kerrigan smiled still savoring Jason's cum in his mouth. The boy was simply delicious.

Chapter 18
Jason makes new friends

"That's all ladies!" Coach Wright said when it was 6 pm.

Everyone in the field stopped as the man ended the soccer practice. As everyone started gathering around the man, shirts flying and satisfied faces, Coach Ernie Wright looked at everyone and grinned.

"Cooper!" he shouted, "Great job!"

As soon as the man spoke, every single boy in the team turned to look at Jason. More than one looked daggers at him, and Jason knew this was not the right way to make him popular. Coach Ernie Wright knew it as well, that singling Jason out would only make the other players angry and jealous, the perfect way to keep Jason alienated from the team and closer to Ronnie, along with his other special sports stars.

"Did you see him, ladies?" Coach Wright added, "That's how you play soccer! I hope none of you will forget what this little champion has managed to show you!"

The looks in Jason's direction turned outright aggressive and Coach Wright felt delighted. Making sure Jason did not bond with regular students was an additional effective way of keeping him in his clutches.

"Hit the showers!" Coach Wright said, "Dinner should be ready!

Jason walked into the locker room pretty much aware of the hostility in the environment, but he tried not to pay attention and started undressing in order to shower. He was down to his white briefs, when the team Captain approached him. He was an olive-skin athletic boy, probably fourteen. He had wavy dark hair and a toned body. Down there, not that Jason intended to look, the boy had an impressive patch of dark pubes. His dick -probably the biggest Jason had seen on a teenager, must've been almost as big as jason's was when he was at his stiffest and it was thicker and just hanging limp between a pair of low hangers.

"You played well, Cooper," the boy said.

"Thanks," Jason said, "It's Jason by the way."

"Stefano," the boy replied extending his hand for Jason to shake.

Jason Cooper had already heard about Stefano Messina, since he was going to be his team Captain. Stefano had not been present during his week's trial, but he'd heard the boys talking about him, some with respect, others with admiration and many with obvious envy. He had not really heard much, just that Stefano had been born in the USA to Italian parents, and that his family was really wealthy, unlike Jason's which was a typical middle-class family in a small town.

"I know," Jason said shaking the boy's hand, "hard to miss as you are the team Captain."

"I guess," Stefano said and chuckled, "I do mean it, though, you played well."

"Thanks, I just wished Coach had not said it out loud," Jason added.

"Huh?"

"Now everybody seems to hate me?" Jason said.

"Oh, don't pay attention to them," Stefano said, "It's just you're the new guy and to be complimented in front of everybody … it kinda makes everyone jealous."

"That's exactly what I mean," Jason said, "I'm not off to a good start."

"Well," Stefano said, "you're talking with the team captain, so maybe you are doing okay."

"I guess you're right," Jason said.

"So, you gonna shower or what?" Stefano asked when he noticed Jason had not taken his underwear off.

"I totally am," Jason said, "I stink!"

"You do!" Stefano said and laughed.

Jason chuckled and removed his white briefs, following Stefano into the showers. The rest of the team kept looking at him with open hostility, but he was with the team captain now and thus untouchable. That was probably not improving things either, after having been complimented by the Coach, to hang out with the Captain, but Stefano seemed like a truly nice guy so Jason didn't really give it a thought.

Stefano stood under a showerhead and Jason took the one next to his new friend. They both turned the faucets and the warm water started falling over their bodies.

"So, you're new?" Stefano asked.

"I guess you could say that," he said, "Just got my scholarship, but I'm coming back after the summer."

"Oh!" Stefano said, "Scholarship student, huh?"

"Yeah," Jason said thinking he probably shouldn't have mentioned it since Stefano was really wealthy, "So if you don't want to hang out with me, I'd totally understand."

"Why would you even say that?" Stefano asked.

"Guess it would be like, I don't know, social suicide?"

Stefano laughed a huge laugh, making many of the boys direct their attention to the Captain and Jason. Jason felt awkward and uncomfortable, knowing he was still drawing more attention and knowing it was not the smartest thing to do, but, hey! He had had so much fun today during practice and, if the team captain wanted to hang out with him, who was he to prevent him from doing so.

"You're funny, Cooper," Stefano said.

"But I do mean it," Jason said.

"Look," Stefano said, "I think I can choose who I hang out with, and you're definitely someone I want to hang out with."

Stefano smiled and Jason smiled back, slightly blushing as they both soaped their own body, the rest of the team still paying attention though pretending not to. When Stefano was done showering, he turned the water off and Jason did the same. They both walked into the locker room together and started drying.

"So," Stefano said, "How old are you?"

"Twelve," Jason said, "and you?"

"Just turned fourteen," Stefano said.

"Cool!" Jason said.

"You got a girlfriend back home?" Stefano asked.

It was boy chatter, obviously, but Jason felt slightly annoyed at the question. Why would Stefano even asked that? Jason, for some reason, had not really started looking at girls the way other guys in his class had. Probably he had been too focused on school and sports that he hadn't even begun noticing girls around him.

"No," Jason said, "How about you? You got a girlfriend?"

"Nah," Stefano said, "Got more important things to think about. Like my soccer career."

"Yeah, me too," Jason said.

"They do throw themselves at me,though," Stefano said, "When I'm home, my mom tries to set me up with her friends' daughters."

"Does it bother you?" Jason asked.

"Not really," Stefano said, "being Italian I'm expected to get married before twenty."

"God, that sucks!" Jason said genuinely and Stefano chuckled.

"I bet girls throw themselves at you too," Stefano said as he put his briefs on.

As he pulled his briefs in place, Stefano adjusted his package and Jason could do nothing but feel admiration for the way the thing bulged inside Stefano's underwear. He definitely wished his dick would show that way. For a brief second, Jason had the impression Stefano was putting on a show for him, but he dismissed the thought almost immediately.

"No, they don't!" Jason said.

"Well it's not your physique, definitely," Stefano added.

"What do you mean?" Jason asked.

"Come on!" Stefano said and grinned, "You're a looker, Cooper!"

"A looker?"

"You know, you got the looks," he said, "I bet you're gonna be a heartbreaker in a year or so."

"Shut up!" Jason said chuckling, "You're just pulling my leg!"

Stefano laughed again as he threw his towel on the bench and picked up a clean t-shirt and put it on. Jason, who was still naked, grabbed his underwear and then his t-shirt to catch up with Stefano. Once they were both dressed, they walked outside the locker rooms together, all the boys still paying attention to them.

"So," Stefano said, "See you later at dinner?"

"Sure!" Jason said, "And thanks for making me feel welcome!"

"No problem, Super Cooper!" Stefano said and laughed again as he walked away.

Travis Brooks, an athletic dark-haired boy in the team, passed next to Jason and pushed him on his way out. Jason knew it had not been an accident, but he preferred not to say anything as Travis turned and looked at him with an angry face. Jason decided to ignore him but felt annoyed.

"Don't mind Travis," another boy said behind him.

Jason turned and looked at a blonde boy, probably around his age but with nice muscle tone. He had gray eyes and a kind smile.

"He's just jealous," the boy said.

Jason nodded and kind of smiled as he resumed walking. He walked towards his room, so he could leave his soccer stuff and go get dinner. It was funny how his mind worked, because an afternoon of soccer practice seemed to have made him forget about the last few days after his medical in which he had become aware of the real nature of his scholarship and what he would have to pay in exchange. Soccer, however, had made him remember why he'd done all of this and he felt renewed, as if the other things were nothing but an inconvenience, something to get through.

When he entered the room, he found Ronnie sitting on the edge of the bed, head down and hands on his knees. Ronnie seemed pensive, so, as Jason left his stuff on his bed, he went to sit by Ronnie's side.

"Hey," he said, "You alright?"

Ronnie nodded but said nothing.

"Hey," Jason said again, "We made a friendship oath, remember? We promised to tell each other everything."

Ronnie nodded again.

"So," Jason said, "What's going on?"

"I'm … I'm sorry …" Ronnie managed.

"Sorry?" Jason asked in confusion, "What do you have to be sorry for?"

"This afternoon," Ronnie said, "at Mister Kerrigan's office?"

"Uh-huh?"

"I'm sorry for that …"

"Ronnie," Jason said, "You had … warned me about these things … and it is not your fault what Counselor Kerrigan …"

"Still," Ronnie said, "I feel like I've betrayed you."

"That's nonsense!" Jason said, "You did what you had to do … and so did I …"

"Was he rough?" Ronnie asked.

"No," Jason replied, "he was actually very kind … he did not hurt me, if that's what you mean …"

"Really?"

"Really," Jason said, "now stop that nonsense and let's go have dinner. I'm starving!"

Ronnie managed to smile and nodded feeling relieved that Jason did not hold a grudge against him. And Jason was right, Mister Kerrigan could be very nice if you were obedient and docile. Right before Jason had been brought in, Mister Kerrigan had given Ronnie a wonderful blowjob and had even swallowed his spunk, something not one of the staff had done since he had been removed from the Coach's good books.

All through his ordeal of having been alienated and scorned, Mister Kerrigan had been the only one who had stayed by his side, who had pleasured him and had even given him money from time to time so he could buy whatever he wanted. Counselor Kerrigan had proven to be a kind adult to him and had risked a lot. Ronnie suspected that if the Coach had known, Mister Kerrigan would've probably been punished. Ronnie did not know, however, that Coach Wright had granted Kerrigan permission to be there for the boy in his time of despair. Coach Wright knew that punished boys needed some release and they would often let things slip to a man who seemed to be on their side. Coach Wright didn't want any boy doing something foolish that might expose his activities.

Both Ronnie and Jason walked towards the dining room chatting as they walked. Jason wouldn't stop about soccer practice and how much he'd enjoyed it and Ronnie was happy that Jason was feeling happy even if it was likely to just be for a little time. He could completely understand, the same thing happened to him when he had swimming practice. For Ronnie, when he was in the pool swimming at his top speed, the whole world disappeared and he was at his happiest.

When they arrived in the dining room, there were a good number of students and staff members already there, chatting, eating and just enjoying themselves. Both Jason and Ronnie went to the serving area, picked up a tray and got in line.

'Butcher' greeted them cheerfully telling them he was very happy to see they were fine and to know Randy and his goons had been disciplined. Both Ronnie and Jason thanked Brett and once they had their food, turned around to look for a table.

Stefano Messina, the captain of the soccer team waved at Jason inviting him over. Jason waved back and told Ronnie to follow him. Ronnie was uncomfortable knowing he was very likely not going to be welcomed at Stefano's table, but still followed Jason.

"Hey, super Cooper," Stefano said and smiled.

"Hey, Stefano," he said, "He's …"

"Ronnie Clarkson, I know," Stefano said.

They looked at each other, Stefano's party -three more boys- were whispering inaudibly, but Ronnie was pretty certain they were very likely calling him names.

"So," Stefano added after some seconds of tension, "Are you not gonna sit, guys?"

Both Jason and Ronnie sat down at Stefano's table and began eating as they talked. Stefano's friends -Oliver, Ryan and Travis- were not particularly talkative and were obviously uncomfortable at sharing their table with the fruitcake, but voicing their disagreement would only get them in trouble with their team captain.

"So, you'd met Ronnie?" Jason asked.

"No," Stefano said, "but I've seen him swim. He's one of the best in the swimming team."

"For a fairy," one of the boys -Travis- said and all three laughed.

Ronnie looked down at the comment and Jason became instantly angry. Stefano turned to look at Travis and he, Oliver and Ryan got silent.

"Get off my table," Stefano told Travis.

"What?" Travis asked incredulously.

"I said, get off my table," Stefano repeated, "Go find another table where there's no fruitcakes."

"Man, you joking?" Travis asked.

"I'm not," Stefano said, "Any friend of Cooper is my friend too, especially a fellow sportsman. You're being rude and offensive and I don't want you on my table."

"But everyone knows he's a fag!" Travis said.

"Well, I've never caught him eyeing my chunk the way you do in the showers …" Stefano said.

Travis went red as a beet as Stefano uttered the words. Without saying anything, he picked up his tray and stood from the table. He looked at Oliver and Ryan looking for support, but they both looked at their trays and went back to eating, leaving Travis standing there until he moved off to a table across the room. After a few seconds of tension, Stefano burst into laughter and Jason laughed with him.

"You didn't have to do that," Ronnie said, "Thanks."

"Don't thank me," Stefano said, "I hate hanging around with jerks."

"Still, thank you," Ronnie said.

They kept on chatting amicably for a while as they had dinner. As they ate and talked, Coach Assistant Auggie Sanders approached their table and greeted them all. Stefano invited the man to join them, but he said he couldn't, he had just come to tell Ronnie he was expected at Coach Wright's office. After excusing himself and thanking Stefano one more time, Ronnie picked up his tray and walked out with Auggie Sanders. Both Oliver and Ryan excused themselves too -very likely to go check on Travis- leaving Jason and Stefano alone.

"Thanks for standing up for Ronnie," Jason told Stefano, "he doesn't have any friends here."

"I know," Stefano said.

"Does everybody … you know … call him names?" Jason asked.

Stefano nodded and Jason felt suddenly sad for his friend. He could only imagine what a nightmare his life could be if everyone called him homo names.

"People shouldn't be judged for who they are," Stefano said, "it's sad, because Ronnie is such a good athlete."

"I know," Jason said and then smirking, he asked, "Does Travis really look at your chunk?"

Stefano laughed again and Jason realized he liked Stefano's personality. He seemed to be level-headed, fair, and a good friend too with a great sense of humor.

"He does," Stefano said once he'd stopped laughing.

"Does it bother you?" Jason asked.

"It does not," Stefano said, "I know I'm big for my age and it's only natural to be curious. We all peek, you know?"

Jason nodded.

"If Travis likes dudes it's his own business," Stefano added, "but he should not be making fun of Ronnie if he's got the same inclinations, you know? It's not fair. Someone needed to give him a taste of his own chocolate."

"I get it," Jason said.

"You were eyeing my chunk too," Stefano said and grinned.

Jason blushed because it was true, in the locker room he had been checking Stefano out. He did not know what to say, and felt his face going red with embarrassment.

"Don't sweat it," Stefano said and smiled again, "I eyed your chunk too."

Jason started laughing and understood Stefano was just joking, you know, the kind of jibes that go between friends during their teenage years. They both laughed wholeheartedly as they had their dessert and some people on tables nearby looked acroos thinking they must be having a good time.

When dinner time was over, Stefano stood up from his place and so did Jason. They walked outside the room and walked together towards Jason's room.

"So, are you staying for the summer?" Stefano asked.

"Nope," Jason said, "I just got my scholarship. I'll be back for the new term after summer."

"Too bad," Stefano said, "I really liked hanging out with you."

"Well, I'll be here after the summer, we can hang out then."

"You're totally right Super Cooper," Stefano said and punched Jason playfully on the arm and then threw his arm over Jason's shoulder, "I like you Cooper, you're cool."

"Thanks," Jason said, "You're cool too."

They walked until they were standing outside Jason's room. Once there, Stefano told him he was very glad that he'd gotten a scholarship because he definitely was a great addition to the soccer team. Jason thanked Stefano once again and with that they parted, promising to get back togetheronce the school year began.

Jason entered the room to find out Ronnie had not come back from Coach Wright's office and he only hoped his friend was not going to be made to do all those things scholarship students were forced to do in order to pay for their free education. He decided he'd wait up for Ronnie even if he came back late, but he was so tired that, as soon as his head touched the pillow, he fell asleep.

Chapter 19
A helping hand

Jason Cooper woke up when the alarm clock read 8:30. Ronnie was already up getting groomed.

"Where … where are you going?" Jason asked.

"Orientation for Summer Program Students," Ronnie said.

"How long will you be gone?" Jason asked worried at the prospect of being left alone.

"A couple of hours," Ronnie said, "According to the program, orientation will be from nine to eleven."

"Okay," Jason said.

"See ya later, dude!" Ronnie said and walked out the room.

When he was by the door, Ronnie turned around and looked at Jason as he spoke, "Thanks again for yesterday."

Jason nodded and smiled.

Not ten minutes later, as he was just getting out of bed, the door to his room opened catching him unawares in nothing but his underwear. There, entering his room, were Coach assistants Mark Wellington and Dale Robbins, along with their mentor, Dave Holland.

"Hello, Jason," Holland said.

"Hi, sir," Jason replied not daring look the man in the eye.

"We came to congratulate you on having gotten your scholarship," the man said, "You have no idea how pleased we are that you're becoming a member of the Coach's special sports stars."

"Tha-thank … you?" Jason said.

"Now that you're officially a scholarship student," Mark Wellington said squeezing his schlong, "I'm sure we're going to have a lot of fun together, right?"

Jason looked down and remained quiet.

"I don't think you mean to be disrespectful, do you, Jason?" Dave Holland asked.

"No, sir," Jason replied.

"Good," the man said, "because we came to hang out for a while. Dale, turn the TV on."

"Sure thing, sir," Dale Robbins said and walked to the TV.

The movie was just beginning. The scene showed a young boy, Jason thought the boy could've been his age, and, in white superimposed letters, the title 'Crime and Punishment'. Sitting alone in his room, the boy was looking at a porn magazine of a woman with her legs spread.

"Oh, I love this movie!" Dave Holland said and sat on the bed.

Mark Wellington and Dale Robbins sat on the bed as well and Mark tapped a spot on the bed, indicating Jason where they wanted him to position himself. The boy said nothing and obeyed sitting where he had been told to.

The boy on screen was soon hard, his hand inside his underwear and obviously touching himself as he looked at the magazine.

In bed, Mark and Dale started touching Jason Cooper, who, against his own will, started getting hard. These men were definitely good at making him go hard in a fraction of a second.

On screen, the boy pulled down his underwear and went back to masturbating, this time, his cock free and on display for the camera. He was young, but he sported a good 13 cm [5"] thick cock in his hand.

Mark took Jason's hand and put it inside his pants, so that the boy could start playing with his huge cock. Jason did not complain, by now he knew there was no point in arguing with Holland and his protégés. Dave Holland took Jason's other hand and made the boy play with his hard cock too.

The boy in the movie was beating his meat hard, when the door opened and in came a man.

"Jack!" the man in the movie said.

Jason recognized the man immediately. It was no other than Andrew Murphy, President of the PTA of the St. Raphael's Academy for young Gentlemen. How was this possible? How was it possible this man who was the representative of the students' parents was in this porn movie?

"Mister Ryan!" the boy in the movie said trying to hide his boner.

"You naughty naughty boy!" Mister Ryan -Andrew Murphy- said-, "You know what happens to boys who jack off, don't you?"

"Sir, I – I," little Jack said, "I …"

"They go to hell!" Mister Ryan said, "You will go to hell for your sins!"

"No, no, please!" Jack said pleading, "I don't wanna go to hell!"

As the movie developed, Dale Robbins knelt before the bed and, removing Jason's underwear, went down to suck the hard tween rod which was now oozing precum at the stimulation.

"It's too late for that!" Mister Ryan said onscreen.

"Please, Mister Ryan!" Jack said in the film, "Please, help me!"

"The only way I can help you is punishing you, so you atone for your sins!" the man said.

Jack nodded onscreen, and Mister Ryan walked to the boy ordering him to bend down on the desk. As Jack did so, Mister Ryan opened his fly, letting his thick huge cock show. Once he had his cock free, the man started spanking little Jack, the boy screaming as he asked for forgiveness.

Mark Wellington and Dave Holland went down to suck and lick at Jason's nipples as the boy played with their adult sausages and as Dale Robbins sucked Jason to madness. Jason Cooper only managed to gasp and moan, feeling horribly ashamed of what he had done the night before and what he was doing now. Still, Holland had that tape in which he had made Jason confess to his perversions and it was the kind of tape that could destroy his life forever.

"You got me all wet, Jason," Mark Wellington said, "I think it´s time you took responsibility for making me hard and wet."

Jason looked at Mark Wellington and nodded his submission, tears threatening to overflow from his eyes. Mark Wellington got up from his spot, removed his orange sport pants and knelt next to Jason, placing his huge cockhead before the boy. With no resistance, Jason opened his mouth and took Mark's cockhead in. He started to apply suction to the man's oozing mushroom as he rolled his tongue all over it.

Dale Robbins was now fingering Jason as he sucked him, and the boy could do nothing but to let these men do as they wanted.

Suddenly, the movie was interrupted and all of them stopped their ministrations on Jason and looked to the screen.

"Hell, yeah!" Dave Holland said.

Not understanding what was going on, Jason sat on his spot and went into shock as he looked at the screen. There, showing on the School's TV was no other than Jason, strapped to a gynecological chair and sucking cocks with an apparent hunger as he was fucked in the ass by Dean Jeremy Hill's gigantic black cock. Tears of shame started rolling down his cheeks as he contemplated what he had done the night before, unable to know how many people were right now watching his degradation from the night before.

"Fuck, you're hot, Jason!" Mark Wellington said, "You are one gorram cock-loving slut!"

"Wh-who's wa-watching … this?" he asked, worry all over his face.

Jason felt so embarrassed, but his abusers were not going to stop, so, as his degradation was broadcast, Dave Holland removed his sports pants and sat back on the bed.

"Right now? Just us. It's up to you whether anybody else does … if you know what I mean," Holland said pointing at his hard and drooling thick cock, "Come ride on my cock."

Tears in his eyes, Jason did as commanded and walked towards the man. He turned with his back to Holland and tried to sit on Dave's triangle-shaped cockhead. He tried to lower himself slowly on the thing, but Holland was impatient to have the boy's ass, and pulled him roughly down on his pole, Jason being quickly and painfully impaled balls-deep.

Suddenly, the broadcast of his shameful actions stopped, and the movie resumed, showing little Jack being fucked and spanked by Mister Ryan, tears running down his face, but begging the man to fuck him until he had atoned for his sins. The action was really hot, but Jason didn't feel anything but shame as he was impaled by Holland, the way Jack was impaled by Mister Ryan in the porn movie on TV.Chapter

Mark Wellington stood before Jason offering his hard, drooling cock and servile Jason Cooper opened his mouth and started blowing the well-endowed Coach Assistant. Dale Robbins knew the time had come to leave the tween rod alone and join in the action, so, removing his orange sports pants, he stood next to Mark, offering his cock for Jason to suck as well.

While little Jack was punished by Mister Ryan on TV, Jason Cooper was being savagely fucked in the ass as he blew those cocks he had become so familiar with during his week in abstinence hell. It wasn't long before Mark, Dale and Dave were cumming inside the boy, the first two in Jason's mouth, forcing him to swallow their loads, and the latter in the boy's ass. Jason felt once again humiliated as he was filled with manjuice like his shameful physical. The worst part came when, after having licked the men's cocks clean, he asked if they were going to help him cum.

"What?" Holland asked, "we're not your bitches. Wanna cum? Jack off! Oh no you can't can you, doctor's orders and I am sure you don't want to get punished for disobeying"

And having said that, all three men left the room, leaving an ashamed and hard-as-a-rock naked tween boy who had only recently been introduced to the world of pleasure by a bunch of perverted adults. He started sobbing at his misery, confused because he hated what he was being forced to do, but having experienced some sexual bliss while he had been subjected to all sorts of abuse.

When Ronnie entered the room, he found Jason sobbing on the bed.

He closed the door and ran to his new friend.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

Jason nodded but said nothing. Ronnie noticed the cum splatter on Jason's nose. Ever so gently, he wiped the cum from Jason's face.

"I see," he said, "I just saw Mister Holland leaving with Mister Wellington and Mister Robbins. I guess it was not a social visit …"

They both were silent for a while, Jason thinking of Ronnie's words, his painful erection still there. Ronnie noticed Jason's hard on and thought this was probably a good opportunity to bond with his friend as Coach wanted. Truth was, he really liked Jason as in like like. And there was an opportunity here to get closer to him. Knowing Holland and his two bitches, Ronnie was sure Jason had not been allowed to cum.

"They didn't let you cum, did they?" Ronnie said, "Mister Holland and his minions?"

Jason shook his head.

"Yeah, I can see you're still hard."

Jason blushed at the remark but said nothing.

"Here's what we're gonna do," Ronnie said, "I'm gonna help you cum."

Jason's eyes opened wide at the suggestion.

"N-no, tha-that's o-oka-okay," he stammered.

"You sure?" Ronnie asked, "You're gonna have blue balls if you don't cum, dude."

Jason looked up and met Ronnie's eyes.

"I don't mind, Jason," Ronnie said, "I do it for these fucking perverts, why wouldn't I do it for you? After all that we've shared … we're friends, right?"

"We a-are …" Jason said secretly hoping Ronnie would make the first move and help him unload.

Why? Why did he want Ronnie to help him cum? Truth was, he really wanted to cum and, even though he had only met Ronnie the day before, they had already shared a lot. And … his dick was so hard it hurt. He knew he wasn't allowed to wank it so it wasn't going to go down anytime soon, so it was going to stay painfully hard. It wouldn't hurt anymore if Ronnie helped him, right?

"So," Ronnie said, "If we're friends, we're here to help each other, right? I mean, we made a friendship oath yesterday …"

"We did …"

"So, let me help you," Ronnie insisted, "as a friend."

Jason Cooper said nothing. He looked at Ronnie in the eye, slightly pouting, not willing to ask his new friend to jack him off.

"I will be gentle, Jason," Ronnie said as he placed his hand on Jason's hard-throbbing erection.

Jason Cooper moved Ronnie's hand away gently, hesitating. This would be a fag thing to do and now that he gave it a second thought, he did not want to do any fag stuff with Ronnie. He was as gentle as possible trying not to be rude in refusing his new friend's suggestion of helping him release himself.

"I know how much my nuts hurt when they don't let me cum for weeks," Ronnie insisted getting a hold of Jason's dick once again.

Ronnie's words made sense. Like every boy his age, Jason had sometimes been forced to cut his masturbation sessions and his balls did hurt. So, this time Jason did not move his friend's hand away from his hard dicklet.

"Close your eyes" Ronnie said, "It will be easier that way."

Jason Cooper closed his eyes as Ronnie gently rubbed his cock up and down. Truth was he was desperate to cum, the sexual stimulants still in his system and after everything Holland, Wellington and Robbins had done to him minutes before Ronnie arrived.

"Feels good?" Ronnie asked.

"Uh-huh," Jason replied with eyes still closed.

Ronnie knelt before Jason and engulfed the boy's 11 cm [4"] dick in his mouth.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Jason uttered.

Having been trained for a full school year now, Ronnie Clarkson knew exactly how to please a cock and how to also delay ejaculation, so he took his sweet time savoring Jason Cooper's hard dicklet.

A year ago, Ronnie remembered, he had been in Jason's position. But for him it hadn't been that hard, since his brother Edward, now seventeen years old, had started doing sexual stuff to Ronnie from an early age. Edward had become a scholarship student at twelve, and his first summer back home, he had selected his brother to have fun with while away from the Academy. So Ronnie had learnt how to pleasure and be pleasured by his brotherwhile still a young boy. By the time he actually received his scholarship, he had been well trained and had become Coach Wright's favorite star for almost the full school year.

"Ro-Ron-nn-nie," Jason said between gasps, "I'm go-gonna cu-cu-cum."

Ronnie did not reply. Instead, he increased the suction and the tongue-rolling on Jason's dicklet. Knowing well he'd make his new friend cum intensely.

"Ronnie, Ronnie, Ronnie!" Jason begged trying desperately to push Ronnie away from his cock.

Ronnie didn't move holding his friend tight, so Jason had no choice but to let his pecker spurt inside Ronnie's mouth. Ronnie Clarkson sucked and swallowed like an expert, making sure to suck every drop of cum Jason had to offer.

"There," Ronnie said, leaving Jason's cock alone and sat next to his friend, "Feeling better?"

Jason Cooper nodded, his face flushed and unable to say anything.

"See? Now your balls won't hurt man."

"Thanks, I … um … I guess …"

"That's what friends are for, Jason," Ronnie said and tousled Jason's hair.

Jason smiled and both remained in silence for a little while. Jason then noticed the tent in Ronnie's shorts and realized his friend was hard too. Would he be a bad friend if he did not offer to reciprocate? Then again, he was not a fag. But … was Ronnie a fag? But that was being selfish. He had made a friendship oath with Ronnie. So, if Ronnie had sucked him because he was his friend and needed help cumming … was he a bad friend if he did not do the same for Ronnie?

"Do you … do you want me to … to suck yours?" Jason finally asked gathering all his courage.

"I wouldn't force you to do that, Jason," Ronnie said, "I'm not Coach Wright or his minions."

"I know," Jason said, "but you did it for me …"

"Because you were in pain, and I do want us to be friends," Ronnie said, "I want you to know you can count on me. Jason, you're my only friend here."

Jason felt immediately sorry for Ronnie, unable to understand why the boy did not have any friends in the Academy.

"You can count on me too," Jason said, and added, still not sure why he had offered to suck his friend, "let me do it for you …"

"No, I … I wouldn't do that to you," Ronnie said feeling like he didn't want to do that to his friend, but wishing Jason would insist.

"Please, Ronnie," Jason said, "If we're truly friends … let me do this for you as you did it for me …"

Ronnie looked at Jason, a serious frown on his face.

"Do you really want to?" he asked.

"I … um … I thin-ink … I do."

"Okay, then," Ronnie said and pulled his shorts down.

Ronnie was only thirteen and had no pubic hair to talk of, but his hard dick was a very impressive one. Not thinking too much about what he was about to do, Jason knelt before Ronnie and took the boy's rod in his hand. He leaned down, pulled Ronnie's foreskin back and started lapping at the boy's cockhead, which was already wet with precum. As he lapped at Ronnie's wet cockhead, Jason felt envious of Ronnie's dick because, even though he was thirteen, Ronnie's dick must have been a good fifteen centimeters [6"] in length and, unlike Jason's it was thick as an icepop.

Jason closed his eyes trying to remember Ronnie had just helped him release himself and started sucking. Ronnie was right, if he'd done this for his abusers, why not do it for his new friend? Ronnie wanted to make this moment last as much as possible, and having been introduced to cum control, he was able to hold for a good half hour.

Jason's jaw was starting to hurt, when Ronnie announced he was about to cum, letting Jason know so he could let go. But Jason was not going to let go, if Ronnie had swallowed his cum, he felt he had to reciprocate for his friend. Ronnie felt in heaven as his cock started spurting inside Jason's mouth, the boy willingly swallowing his load which was now more abundant and thicker than Jason's as he had moved further into his puberty as a teenager.

"Oh, Jason," Ronnie said, "Thank you, thank you! Now I know we're truly friends!"

When the whole bliss had passed, Ronnie lay down on the bed and Jason lay down beside him. While in bed next to each other, Ronnie turned his face and looked at Jason.

"Friends forever?" he asked.

"Friends forever," Jason replied.

Ronnie took Jason's hand in his and Jason smiled. Ronnie moved closer and gave Jason a peck on the lips, and Cooper, though startled, did not move away. The minute Ronnie kissed him Jason remembered how Randy and his bullies had called Ronnie fruitcake and Nancy boy and all sorts of cruel names for homosexuals. For Jason this confirmed what he had already suspected: that his new friend was a fag. Ronnie was a fag and that was very likely the reason why he didn't have any friends in the Academy. Jason felt his heart stammer in his chest. Ronnie had kissed him.

"I-I'm … sorry," Ronnie said terrified at having screwed up.

Jason looked at his new friend not very sure what to do or say. Ronnie had kissed him. So, because he was a fag, Ronnie didn't have any friends. But Ronnie had been very kind and caring and had sucked his dick to help him. He had even swallowed his load. That was why Jason had felt like doing the same for Ronnie. In the end, that's what friends did, right? Help each other in times of need.

"It's okay," Jason said.

"I di-didn't … mean …" Ronnie stuttered.

"I said it's okay, Ronnie," Jason said, "we're friends, aren't we?"

"We are," Ronnie said and smiled.

Jason smiled too and punched Ronnie in the arm playfully.

"I'll always be here for you," Ronnie said.

"Me too," Jason said and tightened his hand around Ronnie's.

So, Ronnie was a fag. So, who cared?

To Be Continued