The Menu
Ex Spectimum
Copyright Ex Spectimum 2011
Published at Smashwords
ISBN 978-1-4658-2466-0
Chapter One - Starter
I don’t remember when I first had sex – we did not mark off birthdays so I have no age to go by. All I can say with certainty is that I had hair around the base of my dick and I had begun to notice it swelling whenever I looked too long at some of the girls in my class (and the female teachers).
I should point out that I was brought up in a small community of people who had set themselves up in a hidden valley of the Rockies back in the 1960s. I suppose at the time they were “drop-outs” or “hippies” – but the original founders were going very grey and becoming ill at around the time my personal story starts.
Ours was a small society (no more than about two hundred in total) and, until long after my story finishes, totally unknown to the outside world. At the same time we were unaware of anything outside our own steep-sided narrow valley.
Our clothing, shelter and food were of the simplest – using the resources available to us and a highly treasured selection of items brought in by the first ten settlers over forty years ago.
We all wore simple smock-like clothes woven by some of the older ladies of the community. Our homes varied from caves to wooden huts – all warmly carpeted with the skins of the many animals that lived in our gorge. As for food, we lacked for nothing; the steep-sided canyon contained a microcosm of the animal kingdom with a large number of semi-domesticated deer and turkeys for meat and areas of cultured ground where we raised fruit, vegetables and grain to fulfill all of our needs.
My family provided the bread for the community and so we lived in a quite substantial building that housed the clay ovens used for baking all manner of items for bartering with the other members of the community.
One day, when my story starts, when I arrived at the little school hut that had been built to teach us reading, writing, math, social skills and philosophy I was summoned to Elaine’s office. Elaine was the Principal of the school and had a small house attached to the side of the three classroom building. She was not quite as old as my parents – but other than that I could not say. She had her long brown hair (worn loose like most women) and was slightly on the plump side – but not so much as to hide the curves of her heavy breasts under her light smock.
“Glenn, come in and sit down a moment,” Elaine indicated a low bed which (as in most houses) served the dual purpose of day sofa and night bed.
She finished looking at the book from which she had been copying notes on her table/desk, looked up and smiled.
“Glenn, today is the start of your other lessons.”
“My other lessons?”
“Yes, one of your mothers, Daphne, told me last week that she thinks you are ready. She has spoken to your other mother, Anne, and they both noticed that you are looking very carefully at some of the girls of your own age and at many of the young women. Daphne and Anne believe, and I agree with them, that I it is time for your sex education to begin.”
“Thank you, Elaine.”
I had heard that there comes a point in each young man’s life when they are taken through a series of sessions culminating in tying the knot with a first life partner. Very little was known about it as at the end they were partnered off with a girl and the two settled down to bring up a family. It was not unusual for some partners hare with other men and form little Clans – my own father had settled into a pattern of just two partners who lived with him only.
“This is going to be a lengthy process – it will start here this morning with your Preliminary Training and then you will be conveyed to the Youth Hold for the remainder of your preparation. There you will be given The Menu which will determine to the content of that training,” Elaine explained.
I was aware that there was a small cave, out of bounds to the rest of us, a few hundred yards up a steep cliff path where young men were sent prior to their first partnering. What went on there we “children” did not know – but I was soon to find out.
“What’s The Menu?” I asked.
“You’ll find out soon enough, Glenn – in the meantime we have the Preliminary Training to get through today – please remove your shoes and smock.”
“Here, Elaine?”
“Yes, stand up where you are and strip off.”
I’d not been naked in front of anyone else since I was a small boy and we’d gone swimming together and was a little disconcerted at the thought of standing in front of my principal stark naked.
“Don’t worry, Glenn, you’re going to enjoy today. I doubt whether I’ll be seeing anything I haven’t had the pleasure of before.”
I slipped off my sandals and then undid the three fastenings around my neck and pulled the smock over my head. My dormant penis caught on the material and flopped down onto my ball sac as I removed the garment. I could feel the first trickling of excess blood to my member but was not sure what reaction an erection would have.
Elaine looked me up and down, spending more time than I was comfortable with staring at my stirring cock.
“Good,” she said and walked around the table to stand in front of me. “Now take off my smock.”
“Yours?”
“Yes, Glenn, we’re going to have sex for most of the morning. There is a notice on the door and we will not be disturbed. Now, undo my smock and let it drop.”
With slightly shaking hands I untied the two fastenings, one at her neck and the other part way down her chest. I almost shot back as I brushed my hand against her exposed upper chest before letting go of the tie.
Elaine’s smock slipped down and pooled at her bare feet.
“Now, Glenn, take a good look. Not all girls will look like me, you’ll be pleased to know, but they’ll all be put together the same way.
“These are my breasts, and the dark red bits are called areolas – each with a nipple at the end. Run your hands around them – feel their weight and texture and the difference between the softness of my mammaries compared to the harness of my nipples.”
She took my hands and placed one on each breast. I did as I was told and stroked her tits as if they were pets. The skin was surprisingly soft to the touch and I marveled at the weight of each breast as I held them in hands my and squeezed them lightly. Her nipples, which stood out like small berries, felt hard between my fingers.
“I see that I’m having an effect,” Elaine said looking down between us where my dick was making itself more noticeable as it became swollen and stiffened. “We’ll come back to my tits in a minute – but first let me introduce you to my pubic area. Kneel down so that you can see properly.”
I knelt in front of her, acutely conscious of my bobbing erection. When I looked up from the floor I was at eye-level with a dense bush of brown curls covering her crotch.
“Look carefully and you will see the crease of my cunt running down the middle and a small nub of flesh at the top that is my clitoris. I want you to wet one of your fingers and run it up and down that slit.”
I was a little confused as I could not see what a wet finger had to do with sex – surely I should be running up and down her cunny with my stiffy? However, she was the Principal and so I did as I was told.
Her hairs felt quite springy to the touch but parted easily enough as I touched the edge of the two lines of flesh. As I ran my finger up and down the gash of flesh I noticed that the lips seemed to swell slightly and begin to open like a flower.
I continued to caress this woman’s lower mouth and was surprised to note that it became wetter and my finger began to enter into her wet opening until it was up to the first little knuckle. There was a certain roughness to the inside of her cunny lips – but this was replaced by a warm wetness as my finger went deeper and deeper into her, passing the second knuckle and finally being fully immersed.
“That’s good, Glenn. Now, as you continue to finger fuck me, use your thumb to strum my clitoris.”
It took a little doing to get the hang of what she wanted but I soon discovered that I could plunge two fingers in unison in and out of her pussy whilst flicking her erect clitoris with the pad of my thumb and maintain a steady rhythm whilst doing this.
There was a long intake of breath from above me and Elaine said, “All right, leave that for the moment – this is, after all just the Naming of Parts. I want you to sit on the edge of the bed and I will take you through some of things that we can do.”
I rose and sat as indicated as she came and knelt between my knees. Once more I was aware of my enlarged cock sticking out – this time pointing straight at the face of my Principal.
“Not the biggest erection I’ve ever seen, Glenn – but size is immaterial if you know what to do with it. You will have already discovered the joys of masturbation.”
I felt I ought to deny this – but, under the circumstances, that seemed ludicrous.
“Er, yes.”
“Don’t tell me who you have thought about whilst tossing yourself off – today you will not need to use your imagination. I’m now going to suck your dick and I want you to notice the way in which I take my time and allow you to enjoy the whole experience. This is not just so that you can have a good orgasm (though it is a happy by-product) – it is mainly to teach you the importance of not rushing sex. After I’ve done this you will need to use as many techniques as you can develop during the rest of today to ensure that my orgasms are reached unhurriedly and that our sex lasts as long as possible.”
As my mind tried to get round my teacher’s comments on “her orgasms” and “our sex” for the “rest of today” Elaine’s tongue flicked the pre-cum that had formed on the end of my dick.
She grasped my balls in one hand and gently massaged them during the whole of what followed. She then carefully licked my rigid pecker from its very roots in the sparse hair at the base, along and around the shaft, under the fully exposed helmet and over the whole of its rounded purple end.
Languorously she ran her tongue up and down the length of my stiff dick swirling around the more sensitive end with each move. After a time of this attention, coupled with constant squeezing and unsqueezing of my balls she opened her mouth and, unhurriedly, took the length of my erection into her soft warm orifice.
I felt a thousand minor explosions go off along the length of my prick as she slowly ingested the whole of my penis before easing it almost all of the way out of her mouth. I desperately wanted to increase the tempo of her movements but was aware of her comment about not rushing things and so I made every effort to be patient while she sucked me off at her own leisurely pace.
Elaine may have taken her time and my arrival at orgasm may have been very much slower than it would have been if I was wanking myself off – nonetheless it was not too long before I felt something akin to a shooting shock running from my ankles to my groin.
This was followed by a feeling of great pressure in my balls (still being massaged in her hand) succeeded by a whoosh of release as they pumped out what felt like a flood of semen along the length of my organ and deep into the Principal’s throat.
Elaine’s rhythm changed not a bit as I ejaculated – she seemed bound on emptying my testicles of every drop of fluid – as wave after wave of hot seed gushed out of my tool until my balls started to shrivel and ache.
Very carefully she withdrew my erection from her mouth, a dribble of my cum escaped from her lips as her mouth closed and she looked at my dripping dick.
“I hope you enjoyed that, Glenn.”
“Yes, thank you, Elaine.” It seemed a little stupid but I felt I ought to be polite. I assumed that, as with my nightly masturbation sessions, now I had cum it was all over and I’d return (in this case) to lessons.
“Well, now it’s my turn to reach a climax. Let’s swap places.” I rose, acutely conscious once more of my slightly diminishing but very damp knob, and Elaine sat on the edge of the bed. For some reason I thought I was going to sit and watch her finger herself – but that was not the plan.
“Now, I can talk you through what to do next as I shan’t have my mouth full. I want you to take one of my breasts in each hand, remember, whatever you do to one tit do the same to the other.”
I stood awkwardly holding one boob in each hand.
“Now, gently massage them, let your thumbs catch on the nipples until they are standing firmly once again. Then you will need to kneel as I want you to run your mouth over and around each breast feeling the smoothness of my skin and enjoying the soft suppleness of my bosom.”
I knelt between her opened legs and laid my lips on the upper reaches of her left breast. It was, undeniably, soft and my mouth ran over the smooth skin wanting to take some of the flesh between my teeth.
As if she heard my thoughts Elaine said, “If you want to nibble or bite do so – but take care not to hurt – particularly around the nipples. Oooh, that’s good, Glenn.”
The latter comment came as I took in a whole mouthful of flesh and sucked moving closer to her now enlarged nipples. I let the breast flesh go and attached my lips around one hard berry and flicked it with the end of my tongue. I then swirled it around feeling the slight roughness of the areola and the rigid solidity of her erect nipple.
After some time spent repeating this exercise on each breast I was ready to move on – my flagging cock had revived itself and was, once again, standing to attention.
“Now, very slowly move your attention across my belly and down towards my crotch.”
I reluctantly left the soft uplands of her tits and took my mouth across the slightly tenser expanse of her stomach, skirting around her belly button and travelling south towards the start of the line of afforestation that was her pubic hair.
“Take your time and work your way inwards towards my cunt without actually touching either it or my clitoris.”
I nibbled my way down the line of thin hair, noting the surprisingly light quality of it before moving my attention to the bald patch either side of her cunt lips. I licked this area expecting that it might feel stubbly and surprised that it was almost as soft as her breasts. As I did my cheek brushed against the inside of her thigh and I noted how silky the skin was inside the tops of her legs so I kissed those in turn before returning to her pubic area.
“Okay, that’s good. You’re a natural at this, Glenn. You can now, whenever you’re ready, turn your attention to my pussy.”
I did not dive in immediately but continued my peregrinations around her cunt before finally allowing my tongue to catch the very edge of one of her now slightly swollen lips. I could see the dew that had formed between them and aware of the musky smell that was emanating from deep inside her.
As I flicked along the outer length of each lip in turn I noticed how rough it felt and then how very smooth the opened inner petals were in comparison. I slowly ran my tongue up and down the length of her opening pausing only to nibble lightly on the hard nub of flesh that surmounted the mouth of this valley.
With each journey up and down Elaine’s lower lips they opened further and my tongue pushed slightly further into the hot wet recess of her cunt. As I reached the lower end I also noticed that my nose buried itself deeper with each pass into the steamy wetness of her opening.
Alternating between sucking, licking and nibbling at her labia the mysteries of her deeper fanny could hold me back no longer and I dived my tongue as deep as I could into its hot wetness. Over and again I lapped at her inner floods virtually drinking at her open cunt. At each pass I caught the protrusion of her clit and flicked it before returning to the deep of her pussy.
“That’s…very…good…Glenn,” Elaine gasped in time with my rhythm as she grasped the hair on the back of my head and pushed my face deeper into her crotch. For a moment I thought I was going to drown in the wetness of her sex but she suddenly pulled my head away from her sap-filled snatch.
“Okay, now we’re ready for the actual copulation. You need to lie down full length on my bed here.”
I rose from my knees, unable to avoid the temptation to brush against her breasts as I rose and noting that my hard dick traced a line from above her belly button through her cleavage and up to her mouth as I stood. As my erection swayed slightly in front of her lips I thought she paused and considered whether to resume her earlier blow job. She clearly thought better of it as she also stood, dragging the tips of her tits up my body as she stood.
“Now, on the bed, Glenn – I don’t want you to do anything this time. Next time you can be on top.”
I laid myself down full length on the small bed very aware of my throbbing flagpole as Elaine knelt on the bed and positioned herself astride my knees with a hand placed either side of my waist. I had a different view of her breasts which took on a more pendulous look as they swung below her body only a short distance above my straining shaft.
“The trick here, Glenn, is to take one’s time. So first I’m going to briefly suck on your cock once more to make sure that it is ready for the main event. You can play with my breasts whilst I do this.”
With that she sank her warm mouth onto my hard dick and proceeded to suck me off once more. I strained to reach her dangling dugs and held one in each hand taking in their malleability and wishing I could, once again, taste them and feel them properly.
Elaine’s ministrations did not last too long (I think I would have cum in her mouth once again if they had).
“Now I’m going to shuffle up so that my cunt is directly over your cock,” she did as she said and her breasts came right up to my face where they hung just inches above my face. She dipped her lower body several times and brushed her nipples across my mouth. I tried to catch them between my lips and only succeeded on the fourth pass. A game ensued of how often I could catch one of her deep red berries in my mouth as she dragged her breasts over my face. I felt that I could have played this for hours.
“Glenn, I’m going to lower myself down onto your erection. Please remain perfectly still whilst I do this as I want total control over this fuck.”
I felt something touch against the tip of my dick and then her hand grasp my organ as she guided it between the warm wet folds of her waiting cunny. As she lowered her body I experienced a sensation of heat and pressure on my member as it was driven deeper into her.
She stopped dropping onto me and I realised, with a shock, that I was being shagged by my Principal. I could feel her inner muscles squeezing my dick as it stood buried deep in her cunt.
Slowly she raised herself and I could see my prick emerging as I looked down past her hanging hooters.
“It’s important, Glenn, that you do nothing as I rise…. and…. fall…. easily…. and… slowly… up… and… down… your… dick… allowing… it… to… go… deep… inside… me. This… Glenn… is… what… being… fucked… feels… like. Enjoy… the… pleasure… of… fornication… but… don’t… forget… to… pay… attention… to… my… tits… while… I’m…screwing... you.” I took one in my mouth and sucked for all I was worth, while Elaine drove up and down on my manhood.
“You... need... to... notice... that... as... I... move... upwards... I... also... move... forward... so... that... the... motion... rubs... against... my... clitoris. Now... you... should... find... that... you... are... coming... to... the... boil... as... I... push... your... dick... deeper... into... my... cunt... and... squeeze... it... hard... can... you... feel... yourself... starting... to... cum...?”
I nodded dumbly as I felt the familiar tingling build-up of pressure just above the base of my cock flowed by a gush of tingling round my balls and out and up along my dick resulting in what seemed like a firework display, right inside Elaine’s cunt.
“Fuck... ... me... ... that’s... ... good.... ...! Keep... ... cumming... ... boy... ..., oh... ... yes!”
I thought my dick would never stop pumping cum into Elaine’s tunnel as her rocking motion brought wave after wave of orgasm shuddering through my body until, once more, my balls ached with the effort and I could cum no more. I lay back exhausted.
Elaine slowly raised herself and released my quickly subsiding dick.
“I hope that you enjoyed that – I certainly did. So,” she said, sitting behind her desk once more (though incongruously naked) where she consulted a checklist which she ticked off, “As far as the Preliminary Training is concerned we’ve been around our bodies; you’ve played with my tits; you’ve finger fucked me; I’ve sucked you off; you’ve muff dived me; we’ve had sex with me on top – so that just leaves soixante neuf and fucking with you on top. Don’t worry,” she hastened to add seeing my face fall, “We don’t have to do that just yet. There’s a couple of other matters and we’ll round the session off with the 69 and another good shag.
“Are you comfortable – do you need a drink or anything?”
“No, thank you, Elaine, I’m fine,” I told her as I swung my feet to the ground and sat on the edge of the bed to face her.
“I need to explain what will happen this evening when you arrive at the Youth Hold. What do you know about the Hold?”
“Er, nothing. Just that that’s where you find your partner.”
“Yes, partner, or partners. We have to check where your interests lie so that you are properly united with the right people or person. That is the purpose of The Menu.”
“You said you’d tell me what The Menu is.”
“That will be explained when you get to the Hold. In the meantime I just want answers to some questions I need to ask you. Are you ready, Glenn?”
“Yes, Elaine,” I replied as I actually thought how unready I was.
“Right, just answer each of these a quickly and honestly as you can:
“How often do you masturbate?”
“Er, I, er…”
“Glenn I need truthful and frank answers to each question. So – how often do you masturbate?”
“Once a day.”
“Do you ever do it more than once a day?”
“Yes.”
“What, or who, do you think about while you’re masturbating?”
“I imagine Michelle McCabe taking her clothes off and…”
“Sorry, is that Michelle who just left school, or her mother – they both have the same name?”
“Er, it varies, either or both.”
“Okay,” Elaine scribbled away furiously on her pad. “So, what happens – when it’s both?”
“Well they both strip off their smocks.”
“What do they look like under their smocks?”
“Obviously I make this up – but mother has large round tits and daughter has much smaller flatter ones. Mother presses hers into my face while daughter rubs her body up and down mine before they take my smock off. Daughter then tosses me off while I play with mother’s tits.”
“Excellent. Do you ever fuck them?”
“Only under one circumstance….” I hesitated.
“Yes? Don’t be shy, Glenn, you won’t tell me anything I haven’t heard before – or probably done.”
“Right,” I was unsure about sharing my inner fantasies. “Well, er, in one story mother, er, helps me tie daughter down to a table…”
“Face up or down?”
“Face up. When her hands and feet are tied to the table legs I fuck her and her mother keeps her quiet by covering daughter’s face with her breasts.”
“Does the daughter enjoy being fucked?”
“Not to start with, but she does eventually and her mother unties her just as we cum.”
“Very good – this is very helpful. Have you ever thought of her tying you up?”
“Not Michelle.”
“Who?”
I muttered an answer.
“Who?”
“Sandra.”
“Your teacher, Sandra?”
“Yes,” I mumbled.
“Why, where, when and what happens?” Elaine asked continuing to write notes.
“She catches me masturbating in her classroom before lessons start. She calls me dirty…”
“Has anyone ever suggested to you that masturbating is dirty, Glenn?”
“No, Elaine. I’ve always been told that it is natural but private.”
“Good. So she catches you wanking – what happens then?”
“She takes me to the front of the empty classroom and makes me strip. Then she takes the blackboard off its easel and ties my hands to the top of the easel and each foot to a leg.”
“Do you have an erection when you are tied up?”
“In the story?”
“Yes, in the fantasy.”
“Yes. Sandra warns me that whatever happens I mustn’t cum otherwise I’ll be in terrible trouble with you. She then calls the class in and tells each person to touch my dick.”
“Boys and girls?”
“Yes.”
“What do they do?”
“Some touch it very carefully, some of the boys squeeze my balls very hard. One girl (she’s not real) strokes it several times while another slowly tosses me off.”
“You obviously think about girls – do you ever think about boys in the same way? Are you ever interested in knowing what a particular boy’s tackle looks like?”
“Sometimes.”
“Do you ever think of wanking off another boy?”
“I’ve thought about it.”
“Okay,” Elaine continued writing. When she stopped she looked up. “I think I’ve got all I need. And it looks to me as if our little conversation has been having an effect on you.”
I followed her gaze to my lap and was surprised to find my cock had risen and was, yet again, erect.
“We’d better take care of it then, hadn’t we?” Elaine said, closing her book and coming back round to my side of the table.
As if for the first time I took in, once again, her smooth skin, swinging breasts and line of pubic hair.
“We have a couple of areas still to cover that are part of the Preliminary Training. Now, lie out full length on the bed again.”
I shuffled back noting the fact that my stiffy was now quite solid and bounced back and forth as I moved onto the bed.
“I won’t be able to give any instruction through this as I shall have my mouth full. Simply repeat what you did whilst kneeling between my knees earlier. Just remember that the geography will now be the other way up!”
With that she cocked a leg over my face and placed a knee either side of my head. The musky smell of her cunt almost overpowered me – her scents being muddled with my earlier ejaculations. I could feel the softness of her inner thighs on my cheeks as she lowered her breasts onto my hard dick.
She swung her tits so that the nipples brushed tantalizingly over my excited organs before she shuffled back slightly and slowly lowered her mouth around my waiting cock.
As she did so her crotch approached my face and the swollen lips of her fanny were poised just above my mouth and nose.
I tentatively let my tongue run along the raw edge of her pussy releasing a flood of juices from deep within her before affixing her lower lips with mine in a firm kiss that allowed her honey to gush out as I rubbed my chin against her inflamed clitoris. Over and again my tongue dived deep into her valley as I sucked and suckled at the two inflamed ridges of flesh and the soft fruit that lay within until her nectar was running down my face and I was awash with her snatch sap.
In the meantime Elaine had been licking the length of my now totally restored erection. She took each ball in turn in her mouth and sucked it like a gobstopper until it began to ache before returning to the length of my stiff shaft. She took my manhood between her lips and sucked at it giving flicks of the tongue over the little slit before drawing its length deep into her warm wet mouth.
Gradually she built up a rhythm of sucking on my dick that I attempted to reflect in my licking of her cunt.
This seemed to go on forever – but I was suddenly aware of a deep-seated desire to screw Elaine properly. I nudged her knees with my shoulders indicating my desire to move, and, after a few more languorous sucks on my dick, she withdrew one knee but did not let go of my prick.
I took her lead and kept contact with her quim as we slowly rolled until I was above her. It was a narrow bed so some shuffling was necessary to avoid either or both of us falling onto the floor.
The positions were now reversed and I was on top and able to cast my attention about her crotch and inner thighs as I wanted whilst thrusting into her throat with my dick.
Although this was very pleasant it was not the real McCoy and so I started to move my upper body round, keeping my prick firmly in her mouth, until, eventually my face was above hers on the bed.
She continued to suck and lick my dick and started to play with my balls with her now free hands – but this was not what I wanted.
I raised my lower body to withdraw my member from Elaine’s mouth and then slowly slid down her body.
As our mouths passed they sought each other and I tasted my own cum on her lips as she must have tasted hers on mine.
I continued moving down her body to nuzzle her breasts whilst I poised my erection over her waiting cunt. She moved her hands down and guided my erect penis into the vestibule of her vulva.
Slowly I pushed against the soft doors of her pussy and my dick slid through and was slowly swallowed into her inner depths.
When I had penetrated the extent of her cunt I slowly withdrew almost to the point of losing contact before plunging my member back into her opening.
Over and over I rose and plunged, rose and plunged. Elaine’s mouth was no longer full and so she made the most of her opportunity to talk.
“That’s... it... Glenn.... Deeper.... Deeper… Oh... yes.... Give... me... all... you’ve... got.” Her hands dug deep into the cheeks of my backside as she attempted to guide my pace and pull me deeper in with each stroke. “You’ve... got... the... hang... of... this... Make...sure... you’re... making... contact... with... my... clit... as... you... as... you... as... you... plunge.”
I ensured that my larger erection rubbed along her little erection with each stroke.
Suddenly I could hear the rush of wind and thunder and a feeling like middle was being drained, flowed by a rush of electricity starting deep inside me, whirling around my balls before finally exploding down my dick and deep into Elaine’s waiting cunt.
Flood after flood of warm wet cum seemed to flush through my penis until my testicles ached with the effort and I collapsed, exhausted, onto Elaine’s soft body.
Within seconds my dick gave up the ghost and started to shrink inside her hot wet fuck hole until, with an almost audible sigh, it slipped out causing her to giggle.
“That tickled, Glenn – but what went before it was very good – particularly for a first day.” She rolled my sweaty body off her own dampness, propped herself on one arm, allowing her breasts to swing down to my chest, and looked at me.
“Not bad. Now, get yourself back into your smock.”
“Can’t I have a rest and then a wash first?”
“No, to both,” Elaine said rising and slipping her own smock back on – she was suddenly the Principle again. “Get yourself dressed. You are off to the Youth Hold.”
She went back behind her desk and rang a little handbell.
I just got my smock back over my head and in place when Arthur (her secretary) came in.
“Elaine, what can I do for you?” he asked without a glance at me.
“Glenn is ready for the Hold – please make the arrangements.”
“Very good.” He swept back out of the room.
Elaine placed one of the pieces of paper she had been writing on in an envelope, sealed it and handed it to me.
I had never seen a sealed envelope before – I knew we had a supply but there was little use for secrecy amongst us and so they had no use.
“Take this with you and hand it to your Advisor – that’s the person who will take you through the Hold.”
“Won’t that be you, Elaine?”
“No, Glenn, I’ve done my bit. We’ll never do this again together – it is our way. Now go and wait outside my office until Arthur takes you to the Hold.”
“Is Arthur to be Advisor?”
Elaine laughed. “No, you’ll meet that person when you get there. Now, now more questions, off you go. I’ve a morning’s work to catch up on.”
With that she sat down behind her desk and got on with paperwork while I went and sat outside uncomfortably conscious of the smell of sex on me.
Chapter Two - Mezes
I waited over an hour before Arthur finally, and without a word, took me on a half hour walk to the edge of the settlement and up the precarious mountain path to a small group of caves we were told were there. They were hidden from view by an outcrop of rock and had been the subject of so much speculation since my early teens. As we approached the edge of the promontory of rock on the narrow way I turned to ask Arthur what would happen next only to see him disappearing back down the trail.
I walked on towards the turning and, as I rounded the bluff of rock was surprised to be met by James.
James was a little older than me – he was in the class above mine and had already left school. I’d not seen him for some time but had never been overly friendly towards him as he seemed somewhat affected and exaggeratedly effeminate in his ways.
Also he was stark naked. I couldn’t help noticing the length of his dormant penis and the way his large balls hung from the dense mat of black hair that covered his crotch.
“James, hello,” I greeted him trying to ignore his swinging tackle.
“Glenn, whilst here you must call me Advisor.”
“You’re my Advisor?”
“Yes, are you disappointed – were you expecting a pretty girl? Although I’m beginning to wonder, from your eyes, if I haven’t caught your fancy!” I have to say that he was right on the first two counts but far less sure on the third. However he did not give my chance to answer him. “Have you got my envelope?”
I handed the envelope over and, after examining the sealed edges, he opened it. He stood and read it for a few moments before turning back to me.
“Let me explain what will happen to you over the next few days. Elaine has drawn up a list of experiences she believes that you should encounter before we decide on your most appropriate partner or partners. This,” he said brandishing the piece of paper, “is your Menu.”
“Do I get to see it?” I asked.
“No, you don’t need to see it and it might spoil some of the experiences if you knew about them beforehand. You should know that, at any one time, there are about ten of us up here in the Youth Hold – six are semi-permanent – the others, like you, are passing through. There are five rules we follow: one, everyone is naked at all times (unless clothing is on the Menu); two, you do exactly as you are told, nothing more and nothing less – regardless; three, you will abide by the decisions of your Advisor; four, never go through a closed door; and five, if you have a problem and need the current experience to finish immediately to use the words Noli me tangere.”
“Nolly what?”
“Noli me tangere – no one knows what it means but commit it to memory. Any questions?”
I had a hundred but couldn’t think of one at the moment.
“Okay. Off with your smock – let’s see what you’re made of.”
I gingerly removed my smock aware of the difference in size between James’ sexual organs and mine and also aware that I seemed to be taking a greater interest in them that I thought I would.
“Right, follow me, Glenn.” With that James walked into the nearest of a half dozen cave entrances – each of which was boarded over with a rough door cut in the middle. I noticed that, like a girl, James wiggled his backside as he walked.
Inside the cave I was surprised to find that it was very large and sub-divided, like a stable, with high wooden walls that did not go all the way to the roof.
Further holes higher up allowed light to stream into the cave making it surprisingly light inside.
James opened the first door and ushered me in to a small room that contained nothing more than a bed.
“This will be your room for the next few days – though you won’t spend all of your time in here. Elaine has prepared an interesting array of experiences for you – just remember that if you do not want to continue with any – for instance if you just don’t find the person at all desirable – simply say the line Noli me tangere.”
“Nolly may tangeeri?” I attempted.
“That’ll do fine. Well there’s no time like the present for starting. Sit on the bed.” I sat as James stood by the door. “Have you ever wanked in front of anyone else, Glenn?”
“No,” I replied hesitantly.
“Well you and I are going to have a little competition, just to get in the mood. Shuffle up.” I moved up the bed and he sat beside me.
“First let’s see which of us can get a full hard-on the fastest.”
I was not sure what this was about but immediately noticed his large dick beginning to stir in his lap. It twitched a couple of times and I could see the blood rushing to fill it up. Slowly it stirred, like an awakening animal, stretched slightly and then rolled off his large balls onto his thigh.
The sight of its expansion caused my own dick to stir.
“I can see it’s having an effect,” James said. “Just imagine taking my dick in your mouth and licking the end whilst massaging my balls.”
His words made his own prick expand and stretch further, straightening in his lap and causing the foreskin to slightly pull back from the emerging helmet which glistened slightly in the light from the roof.
My cock reacted as the thought of his large prick struck a chord within me and I wondered what it would be like to place that great slab of meat in my mouth. As I imagined licking its length my own dick gave a sudden lurch and started to rise.
James’ penis continued to engorge itself and slowly raised its majestic eight inch length, revealing, as the foreskin drew back, a purple helmet that was dripping with pre-cum.
As my own smaller version reached its full size I felt a twinge of disappointment at the thought of simply having to wank myself off.
“Oh, that’s good. That’s very good,” James said looking at my own erection. “What would you say to sucking me off?”
“Er, yes please.”
“Well let’s make this mutual – why don’t you lie on your side on the bed – I’ll lie the other way round so we can carry out a mutual investigation.”
I sung my legs around and laid on my left as James sung his the other way and laid on his left. His eight inch erection was only inches from my face as I felt his hands gently running over my balls and his breath on the cool end of my solid dick.
I tentatively licked the very end of his hard-on and was surprised by the smooth silkiness of the skin before taking the helmet into my mouth.
I rolled it around my mouth making sure that the tip of my tongue flicked on the little frenulum that attaches the foreskin to the underside of the knob end knowing that this is the bit that offers the greatest stimulation.
As I sucked on the end of his dick that almost filled my mouth my hands found his large balls and I played with them, massaging them and feeling them slip and slide within their bags as they drooped almost down to the bed.
I felt a sudden need to face fuck James and thrust my prick deep into his mouth – he seemed to take to this because he exaggerated my actions by moving his head back and forth to take me deeper whilst lapping for all he was worth until I thought he was going to suck the blood out of my straining dick.
He then echoed my hip movements with his own thrusting the whole eight inches of his cock into my mouth and almost making me gag – he repeated the action and his balls, which I had now released, banged against my cheek with every thrust. As he plunged forward his thick pubic hair rubbed against my chin.
I didn’t think I could take very much of this but soon felt the familiar sensation of the rising tide of my ejaculation as it swirled around my balls before rushing along the length of my dick and into his mouth. I felt the gush of my orgasm as it shook my body.
Almost simultaneously I felt James buck and his cock throb as what seemed like a flood of cum escaped almost straight down my throat. The warm salty fluid filled my mouth, and, just as I was about to pull away in order to catch my breath, he slowly withdrew the whole length of his hard dick spilling more seed on my chin as it came out and fell on the bed.
I carefully licked my lips and tasted his semen just as he was deliberately licking my dick and balls to remove any spillage there.
I felt duty bound to do the same for his very suddenly flaccid member and was interested in the feel of his balls, one at a time, as I sucked them like gobstoppers before licking the now quite short expanse of his dick until all traces of his cum were gone.
“Right, Glenn. Thanks of that,” he said, suddenly springing from the bed. The only sign of our recent activity being a wet glow to his pubic area. “Did you enjoy that?”
“Well, yes…”
“As much as if I’d been a girl?”
“I don’t know.”
“Fine,” he said fetching The Menu from the small shelf where he had laid it. He took a pencil from the shelf and ticked off something. “What you will experience to start with here is some tasters – some things you will like – others you won’t – remember what you have to say to stop anything – no other words will do. There’ll be a tray of food brought round in a few minutes –eat that up and then I’d get some sleep, if I were you, before it gets too dark.”
Before I could ask why I needed to be awake in the dark he had gone.
I was hungry and pretty exhausted so needed no further telling once my food arrived – I ate it quickly and then fell into a deep sleep.
When I awoke it was pitch dark – as in the village we rarely had any lights at night other than those from our hearth fire – the fire that kept the caves warm must have been well hidden as I could discern absolutely nothing.
I was suddenly aware of someone breathing in the room.
“Is there someone there?” I asked.
“Sssh,” came a soft reply and a finger was laid on my lips.
As my eyes go used to the dark I could just make out a person standing in beside my bed – judging from the voice I assumed it was a girl.
A pair of hands touched me on the chest and made small circles with the palms whilst slowly fanning out until, eventually, they were running over my entire upper torso.
I could hear my masseuse’s light breathing and felt the occasional tickle as strands of long hair brushed against my face, chin and neck.
I tried to reach out and just as I touched what felt like a hanging breast my hand was caught and pushed gently back down onto the bed.
“No,” the quiet voice insisted, “Keep very still.”
I laid back as the massaging began again and gradually took in my hips and sides before slipping further down to brush my thin covering of pubic hair.
The softness of the touch made me jump as the hands delicately touched me just above the sex organs making me twitch with anticipation.
My dick was responding quickly to the treatment and it was fully erect long before the hands finally ran their light touch over my balls and, eventually, my now throbbing cock.
I felt the face move down and the hot breath on the end of my dick. The long hair pooled on my groin as a pair of lips softly kissed the top of my dick. Long fingers played with the length of my erection and ran lightly over my excited balls.
I felt ready to cum almost immediately when the face removed itself and my hand was tugged indicating that I was to leave the bed.
I got up off the bed and felt the warm body only inches from mine. Slowly the body was turned away from me and a cool back was pressed against my front, my hard dick finding a home deep in the soft cleft of a pair of bum cheeks.
I placed my hands on the hips before me and was about to run my fingers forward when they were firmly stopped.
I suddenly felt the body bend forward over the bed and was presented with a taut backside – a hand from between the legs took firm hold of my dick and guided it between the cheeks.
I suddenly realised what was happening – I was expected to stick my prick up this arse – the idea did not turn me on, in fact all excitement in my member vanished in a moment as I realised that this was another boy.
I dredged my memory, “Nowly may tangeers.” I knew it wasn’t quite right but must be close enough.
The body straightened and a slightly deeper voice said, “That’s a pity. Have a good night.”
With that they promptly left the room.
I pondered for a while over what had just happened and whether I had done the right thing but decided that, as I was not turned on by the idea of sticking my dick up anyone’s backside, I was quite right. I wondered, for a moment, what difference it would have made and whether the fact that it was another male would make any difference.
I reluctantly got back into bed and, eventually, fell back into a deep slumber.
When I awoke it was daylight: a small tray of breakfast was in the room along with a bowl for washing and a towel.
After I’d eaten and cleaned myself up, still feeling conscious of my lack of clothes, I ventured forth out of the door which had been left ajar.
Leading off the main area of the cave, once more drenched in sunlight from above, I noticed about a dozen other doors. Some were ajar like mine – others firmly closed. I remembered that James had told me never to pass through a closed door – which presumably meant that I could go into any of those that were open.
The first room I tried was similar to mine but empty of any occupant. The second contained a girl sleeping. She was a small dark girl, with short mousy-brown hair and quite sharp facial features that made her look like a pixie. I stood and watched her for a while – her blanket had slipped off her in the night and now only covered her legs. I vaguely knew her as Elizabeth one who had once been at my school but I had not seen for several seasons. The formless smocks she had worn whilst at school gave the impression that she had no shape – but her body was now laid out in all of its detail.
I was fascinated by her breasts which were no larger than tennis balls and the baldness of her crotch where her hand lay resting on the thick, prominent lips of her slightly moist cunt. I wondered what dreams she was having as her finger twitched slightly playing on her lower lips. She did not stir so I left her to her slumbers.
After two more empty rooms I came to a door from which I could hear heavy breathing.
I pushed the door open and saw a boy (about my own age) on the bed with a woman old enough to be his mother.
He was on top and in the process of fucking her while she had her legs clasped firmly around his middle and the rhythm of his movement made her large breasts fly back and forth on her chest. Her eyes were tight shut and she was panting with the effort, her fingers digging deep into his buttocks as he thrust over and again into her hidden depths.
She grunted more loudly and in time with his increasingly violent gasps as he clearly was reaching a climax. Both of them were panting with the exertion of their shagging.
She squealed as she clearly reached a point of ecstasy – then, suddenly, her eyes flew open and she looked directly at me and gave one of the warmest smiles I’ve seen before whilst still panting her orgasm.
He continued to fuck her while she silently looked at me across the room. She gave another smile and turned her attention back to her lover who was also reaching a crucial point to judge by the rate of his panting.
Within moments he had thrust harder and harder and finally his buttocks quivered in her grasp as he delivered his cum into her cunt.
I withdrew and wondered what was to be seen in some of the other rooms.
The next door was also slightly open and I peered through the gap to see a boy (he was Tom who had not long since passed on to the Youth Hold).
It was his situation that surprised me as he was alone in a totally bare room. A wooden structure not unlike the Greek letter π was standing in the middle of the room. His hands and arms were outstretched and bound along the crossbar and each ankle was tied to one of the down posts to that his feet were about as far away from each other as was possible.
A thin rope had been passed around his balls and hung limply from a second taut rope. The rope was all that was limp – as his short red dick was sticking out as solid as a rock with its single angry eye staring at me. My own eyes followed the rope attached to his shaved genitals beyond where it was tied to a second thicker rope. It passed upwards and through an eyelet set in the ceiling immediately above his head. It then ran along to the wall opposite before passing through a second eyelet – tied on the other end was a boulder about the size of Tom’s head.
It was then that I noticed that the thicker rope which was currently holding the weight of the boulder had, just below it, a lit candle. The candle’s flame was slowly burning through the retaining rope. When it burnt right through his balls would take the full weight of the plummeting boulder.
Tom’s eyes were wide with fear as he watched the rope gradually start to burn through. I wondered whether I should intervene. I remembered James’ rules and decided that I had better not interfere but stood in rapt fascination as Tom stared at the now blackened and fraying piece of hemp.
Within the next few minutes that rope would burn through and the boulder would fall to the floor – only to be stopped when his testicles arrested its fall.
The rope was made of about eight separate pieces of thinner rope plaited together. Three had already brunt through when I arrived. Since I had stood there three more had gone. With each weakening of the rope Tom had gasped in anticipation.
One of the last two went and this time he gave out nothing more than a whimper. The boulder was suspended by the merest thread – and that was being eaten into by the flame.
Suddenly the rope burst and gravity took over. The boulder dropped, taking up the slack – Tom squealed in anticipation and clenched his eyes tight shut just before the rope stopped a metre above the ground – its descent arrested by their attachment to his bald testicles which were pulled up as far as his belly button – two bright red angry balls being choked by the heavy weight.
A tear rolled down each of his cheeks – then Tom opened his eyes and looked directly at me.
“Glenn, can you do me a favour?”
“What’s that, Tom?”
“Just go over to the weight and lift it for a moment.”
I walked over to the boulder and took its full weight.
“Now, lift it as high as you can, and drop it again.”
“What?”
“I want you to lift it up and drop it again.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive.”
I lifted the weight up as high as I could, watching his throttled nuts relax once more, before dropping it and causing Tom to squeal once more as the rope pulled on his almost garroted gonads.
“Thank you, you can leave me to it now.”
“How long will you be there for?”
“Until this evening, if I’m lucky.”
I left him to look for the next occupied room.
When I found the room nothing prepared me for the size of the girl that was lying on the bed with her legs over the edge and feet on the floor. She was huge – I doubted whether she was capable of lifting herself off the bed where she lay.
A boy I vaguely knew as Andrew was standing between her massive thighs and contemplating the thick bush of dark hair that covered her cunt. His erection indicated that he was clearly enjoying the sight of all this flesh and he ran his hands over the great mounds of her breasts as if looking for something he had lost.
“Come on, Andrew, get your little dick deep into my pussy and fuck me rigid before I fall asleep,” came the deep voice of the woman. Her hands attempted to grasp at Andrew’s hard-on but she could not reach.
Andrew got to his knees and buried his face in the undergrowth of her pubic hair while his hands continued to roam about the uplands of her dormant breasts.
“Oh, that’s good, Andrew. Push your tongue deeper in, deeper, deeper!”
Judging from the slurping noises he was making in her crotch he was doing as she asked.
Suddenly he looked up and slowly got to his knees before feeding the length of hard penis into the hidden folds of her cunt.
He thrust slowly and deliberately – causing a wave of flesh to run up and down her upper body in unison with his plunges.
As he approached orgasm his movements increased in ferocity before suddenly ceasing altogether as he withdrew his throbbing dick and finished himself off by hand.
A thick jet of cream shot out of his prick and landed in a line between her breasts and just touching her chin. A second was aimed directly at her left breast and a third scored a bull’s-eye on her right nipple.
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