PHILLIPS BENDOVER ACADEMY
His father was pushing Zeke to transfer to PBE because the educational opportunities were far superior to their local little high school in northern Wisconsin. Zeke figured his father's urging was also due to the fact that he, as well as his father before him had also graduated from Phillips. Zeke wasn't so hot on leaving friends and familiar surroundings to go East to school, but what sold him was the availability of a vigorous, well organized hockey program. Zeke had played on local ponds and rivers since he was a tyke and he had real talent for the game. But no local coaching or organized competition and he was eager to advance his skills.
Zeke was a study in contrasts. He was a couple of inches shorter than his peers, but with wider shoulders and heavier musculature. Hid dad said he was built like a fireplug, and trying to get a puck past him was very difficult. For all his stocky build he was quick on his feet and on his studies too. Almost a straight A student with an occasional B. Quiet, not outgoing, but easy to know and with few close friends, none of them female. Because of his quiet and studious demeanor (by the way, he was the school chess champion) a few of the boys figuring he was a wimp, tried to,pick on him. A couple of flattened noses and loose teeth disabused them of that idea and Zeke was respected in school as a kid not to mess with. So in the Fall he arrived as a ninth grader at Phillips.
His parents helped to carry his stuff up to his room, met Don Wilson his roommate, his mother left in tears and his father left with a big hug. His roomie gave him a campus tour: barbershop, cleaners, where to get a good ice cream cone, which pharmacy would sell rubbers to minors (Zeke was puzzled by that. with no girls around what did you want a condom for?) , used book store, the ice arena to sign up for hockey and get his equipment list, and lastly a tour of the campus to show Zeke where his various classes would be held.
Don and Zeke bonded quickly. Don was a jock, a lacrosse player, a bright kid, and an eleventh grader. The school had been doing this "big brother" routine for new students for some years and all agreed it was a great idea. After dinner Zeke was going over the hockey equipment list for items he needed and he asked Don what a cup jock was. "It's like a regular jock with a hard plastic cup in it to protect your nuts. I have to wear one for lacrosse too. I need a size C." Don went to his closet and came back with his cup jock to show Zeke. "OK, get your pants off and let's see what size will work." Don hesitated, but what choice did he have? So he slowly took down his pants. "Now off with your Jockeys.", Don said.
When Zeke's undershorts came down, his dick came up (remember how it was when you were fourteen? Soft to hard in three heartbeats!). Don was looking at a thick cock with an oversized head pointing up at the ceiling light. Zeke's cheeks were as beet red as the head of his dick.
"Don't worry about the boner, I get one too when a guy is staring at my cock. Well, we can't figure out your size until we deal with that hardon. When's the last time you jacked off" Don allowed that it had been a couple of days. "Same for me, and I've got a woody too. Have you ever beat the meat with another guy?" Zeke shook his head no. "Hey, it's a lot more fun than doing it alone so let's sit on the side of the bed and unload." Zeke had thought more than a few times about bashing the bishop with another guy and he was more than mildly excited at the prospect of actually doing it. Don dropped trou and he was pointing straight out about eight inches.
"Mmmm.", said Zeke, "You're about an inch longer than mine."
"Yeah but you're thicker and I'd gladly trade my inch for that big dickhead of yours. They sat down and started to pound the pud. Zeke had never been this close to another pecker in his life and his eyes never left the one sitting next to him.Not a word was said as both boys stroked and stared, Zeke was mega excited and far sooner than he wanted, he felt his orgasm approaching. He slowed his hand down, but he was past the point of no return and the pressure behind his cock rapidly escalated until Pow! The first wad of hot boycum zzzzippped through his straining member and squirted up to land on his stomach.The second, third and fourth spurted farther and landed on his chest. The next two went only a few inches past the tip of his cock. "Wow, you shoot as much as I do and you've got a lot of growing to do." Don had stopped stroking his cock to watch Zeke's ejaculation and then resumed afterwards but not before he scooped up as much of Zeke's jizz as he could and used it to lube his stroking hand. Not long afterwards Don started to whine: "oh. oh. ohh. I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna....CUMMMMM!" and cum he did, with spurt after spurt arcing from his tool to land on the floor and the last couple to land on his leg.
"I generally unload every day before I start to study. I can't concentrate worth a damn with a boner and that way I'm not daydreaming as much.", said Don. Now let's see if you fit in my cupjock. Yep, looks like you want to buy a C cup, but by the end of hockey season you may have grown into a D."
After class the next afternoon Zeke couldn't think about anything other than the sight of Don's jizz shooting out of his cock. He had a constant boner and he certainly agreed that studying would only possible after getting his rocks off. When Don came thru the door and spied the tent in Zeke's khakis he broke into a wide grin. "With a hardon like that I'll bet you haven't even opened a book.", he said. "I've got work to do myself, so let's get naked." They started to stroke their dicks but after a minute or so Don said, Let's do each other. I'm guessing you'll like that even better." Zeke had never touched any dick but his own and Don's guess was right on the money. He tried to follow Don's lead and Don was oh so gently rolling Don's balls around in their sack so Zeke tried to follow suit but Don was so hard his 'nadswere pulled tight up against the root of his cock. But Zeke could massage them anyhow. They jacked each other off for the next four days and Zeke never got anything less than very excited at each session.They had progressed to teasing one another to extend the session, enjoying the prolongation of the "just about to cum" excitement.On the fifth day they had been stroking each other for a couple of minutes when Don bent over and licked off the drop of precum oozing from Zeke's tool. Smacking his lips he said, "Man but you taste good. How would you like to have that leaky boner sucked?"
"Uh, well, I don't know. That's a homo thing isn't it?"
"Not necessarily. Girls suck guys too.Particularly when they want to keep the guy around but don't want to get fucked. But you may have noticed, there aren't any girls around. I can always stop if you don't like it. But if you like it as much as I think you will, I'm going to want payback." So Zeke agreed and without any preamble Don sucked the precum out of Zeke's oversized cockhead and took most of its support system into his mouth and began to suck. After a minute or so he lifted his head up and asked Zeke if he wanted him to quit.
"Oh God no! Keep going!" He had never in his life ever felt anything so gloriously pleasurable. He could feel Don's tongue rolling around his organ and then Don began to roll his head around too. Zeke's cock was being stimulated from all sides at once and he could feel the pressure behind his balls building fast. He couldn't stop moaning and Don knew he was about to get a mouthful of boycum but he stayed with it. "o, o, o, O, O, O, OOOOH, OH SHIT!!", Zeke yelled, and Don felt the spurts of goo tickle the back of his throat. He swallowed Zeke's entire load and kept his cock in his mouth, sucking out every last drop of semen and didn't stop until Zeke's dick had gone completely limp. "Oh man! I owe you big time. I can't believe how good that felt!"
Don's cock was rock hard and seeping precum from the lovely penis he had just emptied and Zeke tried to pleasure it as he remembered Don's various tricks. After sucking a couple of minutes Zeke looked up and said, "I like it. I really like it. But the taste seems to change back and forth. Why's that?"
"Precum.", said Don. When a drop of precum seeps out it changes the taste. Now, are we going to chit chat or are you going to do something about my boner here?" Zeke went back to sucking. Don's cock was too big to get it all in his mouth but Zeke could handle most of it and he used his hand to fondle Don's nuts.
Zeke stopped again to ask if Don would tell him when he was about to blow so he could watch his cum erupt and went back to sucking that oh so tasty cock. Don lasted longer than Zeke but not long enough to suit Zeke. When Don announced he was getting close Zeke replaced his mouth with his thumb and forefinger and used them to masturbate Don's beet red glans. When it exploded it was quite a show. Zeke took his fingers away with the first spurt and watched fascinated to see the dick before him jump and squirt. When the dickdance finally ended Zeke said, "My god, I counted fourteen shots! I've never cum anything like that!"
"So, which did you like better, being the sucker or the suckee?", said Don.
"Uh, I don't know. they were both fantastic."
"OK, so tomorrow let's suck each other off at the same time and then maybe you can choose.", said Don.
Tomorrow seemed like forever and when Don came through the door Zeke was sitting on the edge of the bed naked. "Eager rascal aren't you? It's almost like you enjoy my company.", Don said, and he started peeling off his clothes. He took a tube of hand lotion out of the bedside table and brought it to bed with him. He told Zeke to lie on his side and Don stretched out beside him in the 69 position. "Now, be easy because I want this to last.", Don said. They started to suck and Don said, "Slow and easy, lad. Now lift your leg up." Don lubed his finger and began to gently rub it on Zeke's rosebud.
"That tickles.", said Zeke. Then Don slipped his finger into Zeke's pooper and began a slow in and out. "Wow, that doesn't tickle anymore, it feels good! Do you want me to do you the same way?" Don, no surprise said yes and now both boys were sucking, being sucked and fingerfucked simultaneously. After about five minutes Don, with his mouth full, began to moan, and with the first contraction of his rectal sphincter Zeke jerked his head back. The first spurt was in his mouth and the rest of Don's load splashed on his face, his sphincter recurrently spasming on Zeke's finger. Zeke, with jizz dripping down his kisser kept his eyes shut and in short order the tight, full feeling in his pelvis began to escalate. His cock now supersensitive was responding to every motion of Don's busy tongue and he said, "I'm almost there. I'm, I, IIIIEEEEE," And CRACK!, the hot boycum raced through his cock Over and over he squirted and after the first few Don also pulled his head back. Unleashed from Don's mouth, Zeke's dick sprang to its customary upright stance and Don watched it leap and its magic fountain spurt over his head.
"Well, what do you think? Do you like to be the cum giver or the receiver?", Don said.
"Yes!", Zeke said. That was unbelievable. Let's do it again tomorrow and maybe I can make up my mind."
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