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Attached is my first submission, intended to be categorized as
"Gay/Authoritarian".  Perhaps you will want to start a directory named
"prison pussyboy".  Attached is the first chapter entitled "Reform School".
I hope the attachment is formatted properly.  May I hope for a response,
stating that the submission will or won't be posted to the site, and where?
If so, please put "ASSTR response" in the subject line so I can pick it out
of the "spam." Thank you.<1st attachment, "reform_school.doc" begin> 

The usual warnings apply. If you are offended by gay sex acts or
are legally barred from reading such, don't do it! On the other
hand if man-to-man sex appeals to you, ENJOY!
_________________________________________
Reform School
"Come with me." His tap on my shoulder woke me from a light
sleep. i shuffled between the rows of steel beds, following Mr.
Bumgartner out of the dorm. i nervously made eye contact with
some of the heads as i followed, wondering what i had done.
Every one of us knew that being led out by a House Parent after
lights out meant that you were "going down, to the red house."
He stopped short at a bed. "Come with me," he said to the
startled boy. As Art Kosa put his feet on the floor, my heart
raced. i knew what this was about now! i had sucked Art's dick
just this afternoon! Shit! What's gonna happen now, i wondered
frantically.
Bumgartner didn't say a word, he just led the way as we crossed
the grassy compund, headed for the little red brick building by
the lake.
"Here ya go, Mr. Clark," he said as he closed the door.
Mr. Clark looked us over in silence from behind a desk. The legs
of my pajamas were wet from the dew and my bare feet on the
concrete floor combined to start me shivering as i glanced
nervously from Clark to Kosa to Bumgartner, who leaned against
the door.
"Who sucked who's cock," Clark said, so softly i barely heard
him.
"S'cuse me, sir?" huffed Art.
Clark slapped his palm on the desk with a BANG and we both jumped
at the gesture.
"i said who sucked who!" he raised his voice slightly, cocking
his head in irritation.
Art looked at me.
"i sucked him, Sir," i offered, almost under my breath.
Mr. Clark looked me over from head to toe. i shuffled my feet,
afraid to look at his face. An uncomfortable silence built.
"Well, we got us a situation here, boys," he announced, leaning
back and resting his one arm across his belly. "We've either got
a problem with the rules' or we got a problem with the law." He
paused for effect.
"See, we gotta know if you sucked his cock willingly, or if he
forced ya."
"Well," i offered.
"Shut up!" he bellowed, making my feet come off the floor in
surprise.
"See, If you were willing, then you broke the rules, and we'll
hafta punish ya. On the other hand, if this young man forced ya,
or tricked ya, then we got a crime on our hands. That's rape, and
I'll hafta call the police. He'll get arrested and tried. The
whole thing will get real messy." Mr. Clark looked both of us
over, a smile forming at the corners of his mouth.
"Now, which was it," he adjusted his crotch as he asked.
Art and i looked at each other, then back to Clark, then at each
other.
"i was willing, sir."
"What'd ya do, just ask him to suck his cock?" Clark wanted to
know.
"No sir, we played cards, Sir."
"Cards?"
"We played poker,to see who was gonna do who," i muttered.
"Did you win or lose," Mr. Clark laughed as his own joke.
Bumgartner joined him.
"i lost, Sir," i answered meekly.
"Did you do it right then?"
"No, Sir, We met at the tool shed about an hour later."
Looking at Art, he asked, "Did he go for it right away?"
"Huh?" Art was surprised to be included. "Yeah, Yes, Sir." he
corrected.
Clark waved his hand, gesturing to Art to continue. Art was at a
loss for words.
"Who took it out?"
Art nodded toward me, "He did, Sir."
Clark continued his inquisition. Each question got more probing.
Finally, "Did you cum?" he asked.
"Yes, Sir, i sure did!" Art enthused.
"Did he swallow it?" Shit! My face exploded red at thequestion.
"Yeah, i guess so," Art offered.
Mr. Clark hefted his heavy frame out of the chair and stepped
around the desk. Adjusting his balls again, he leaned in, inches
from my face.
"D'ya swallow it, boy?" he asked firmly.
"Yes, Sir." i acknowledged, looking at my feet.
He pushed back against the desk with his ass and it scooted
noisily across the floor, pinning the chair against the wall.
"You're gonna hafta show us, son," he announced to me. i looked
into his eyes. Jerking his head toward Art he said, "Go ahead,
boy, Show us how ya did it!" he insisted.
i looked into Art's face and he shrugged. "i don't know," his
actions said.
i looked back at Clark, He simply nodded.
As i settled to my knees facing Art, i cupped his equipment
inside his pajamas. It was a nice, hefty handful and i worked my
fingers under the waistband of his trousers. i pulled them down
and let the elastic settle under his balls. His cock was
completely soft and i separated it from his balls, watching the
skin cling as it separated. i gathered it into my mouth, working
my tongue around the soft mass and gathering up some spit. With
my fingers at the base, i started to bob my head, pulling it up
by the head on each backstroke.
As i worked on the soft cock, i looked to the side and saw that
both men were leaning against the desk watching the show.
Art's cock began to harden and i pulled back on every stroke,
showing the men that his cock was firming up nicely.
Art's knees bucked and i almost lost his cock as he jerked. Then
he bucked again and his cock plopped out of my sucking mouth with
an audible sound.
Both of us looked at the men watching.
"Go ahead," Clark waggled his finger at me. "Finish it, boy."
i gathered Art's cock back up and resumed my stroking. Art pushed
my hand away and took control of his cock. He jacked off
energitically, letting the head wallow in my mouth as he worked.
i sucked at it, almost forgetting the audience. It only took
another moment. Art's cock exploded in the first burst of cum and
i gulped as it shot into the back of my mouth. Then the second
spurt and i gulped again.
"You cummin'?" Clark asked.
"Yeah, Yeah, I'm c-u-m-m-m-ing!" Art announced as he removed his
hand and shoved at my throat with his shooting cock. i sputtered
around the shooting shaft and took his load in my neck, slurping
loudly as the cum shot out of his cock over my tongue. i gulped
at the spooge, grinning around his cock as i swallowed again and
again, taking his teenager load. Art's knees wobbled as he stood
over me, blowing his load.
i stayed with it, working the meat as it retracted in my mouth,
lashing my tongue over the still oozing slit. My cheeks hollowed
as i sucked at the cock, pulling the last dribbles of cum out
Then he pulled back. i looked at Clark just in time to see him
gesture to Bumgartner, "Take him back," he said.
Bumgartner opened the door.
"You'd be smart to keep this quiet," Clark announced.
Art turned, "Yes, Sir," he said. Bumgartner closed the door.
"You enjoy that?" Clark asked me.
"I, i guess so," i mumbled.
"Take them pajamas off," he ordered.
i didn't unbutton the top, i just slipped it over my head and
tossed it in the corner. As i shucked down the pants, my hard
cock sprang up over the elastic. i stepped out of them and kicked
them into the same corner.
"Looks like ya did," he chuckled, nodding at my hard cock.
my face flushed red and i looked at my feet.
Two steps and he circled my meat with his fist, stroking
immediately. "Yeah, it looks like ya enjoyed it just fine," he
mused.
my cock was stiff and horny and i moaned at his caress.
"D'ya ever suck a man's cock," he released my cock and pulled my
chin up.
"No, Sir," i answered, deciding to lie.
Clark deftly unbuckled his pants with his one hand and let his
trousers drop at his ankles. His hand on my head, he pushed me
down. i knelt. He settled his ass on the edge of the desk and
pulled me to him. i shuffled to him and he pulled. As i nuzzled
under his belly and into his crotch, i smelled the odor of it.
Unlike any boy's cock, this meat was pungent with the odor of
sweat and sex. A nice, thick seven inches, his meat was fully
hard and i gathered it up immediately, flicking my tongue over
the slit. Clark sat back and let me work. i was soon jerking the
shaft as i sucked, making a lot of noise as i slurped.
"Here, lemme show ya," he asserted. He pushed my hands from him
and stood. With his hand, he grabbed at the hair at the back of
my head and pushed. i reached back to his cock but he slapped my
hands away. "Take it, boy!" he pushed.
i struggled with the full length of his meat in my throat and
sputtered and coughed.
He held my head against his crotch as i regained my breath. Then
he led me back to it. He roughly jacked my head onto his cock,
but he didn't shove. i sucked vigorously at the first four
inches, pulling and pushing at his direction, grateful that he
wasn't gagging me with it.
He settled his ass back onto the edge of the desk. "Go ahead,
boy, work it."
i stroked his cock repeatedly, with increasing speed. Soon i was
bobbing my head frantically on his meat.
He pushed back on my forehead and fondled his meat as he wiped it
over my nose and eyes. "Not so fast, boy," he instructed.
i gathered it up again and slowed my actions. i strained my eyes
up to look at him. He leaned out over his belly and nodded,
"That's it, Yeah," he breathed. "Work yer tongue on it,. yeah,
flick it like that!"
i pushed at the shaft on each stroke, now savoring the feel and
taste of his meat. i wrapped my hand around the base and pumped,
working my hand and mouth on it, prompting him to cum.
Clark guided my head, pushing and pulling on my hair, leading me
without forcing me. i began a double-time stroke with my hand,
still sucking at his meat.
"Yeah, jack it, boy," he enthused. "I'm gonna give you a nice,
hot load."
i doubled my efforts, jacking and sucking at his meat, pulling it
deep into my mouth on each down stroke.
The scraping sound of the door startled me and i pulled off Mr.
Clarks cock. Bumgartner strode in the small room and closed the
door. "Didn't take ya long," he offered with a chuckle.
"Naw, he's a natural," Clark answered. He gathered his cock up in
his hand and pushed it at my face. i resumed sucking his cock,
but lost the urgency of the moment. It was still fully hard and i
stroked slowly up and down in my comfort zone, slurping loudly at
the shaft.
Bumgartner strode to the side of the desk to get a better view. i
peered at him as i worked on Clark's fucker, well aware that my
hard cock was still bobbing in the air as i followed his lead
again. He guided me up and down on the shaft, pushing firmly on
the down stroke. His cock plunged past my throat and i gagged. He
backed off. "There, there," he comforted as he eased up. As soon
as i recovered, he started again, pushing at my neck with his
cockhead. i gagged again. He backed off.
"I'm gonna hafta show ya how to do that," he announced, allowing
me to go back to jacking and sucking.
"Yeah,Yeah," he allowed. "Take my load, boy!" He hunched his hips
at my mouth, rattling the drawers of the desk. i worked at his
cock, jerking on the shaft with my hand and sucking hard at the
head. He held my head still. "Don't SUCK so hard," he instructed.
i made a wet hole of my mouth and slurped up and down on the
shaft, careful to ease off on the sucking, i swirled my tongue
around the head of his cock, and stroked it with an eager bobbing
of my head.
"Yeah, that's it, cocksucker!" he enthused. "More like a wet
pussy, yeah, that's it!" The sound of his cock schleping in my
wet mouth filled the room and i closed my eyes, lost in the lust
of his great-tasting meat.
Once he'd taught me right, it didn't take long at all to make him
cum. i slurped at his meat, jacking as he shot. i gathered the
pungent load in my mouth, letting the volume fill my cheeks. i
swallowed as he blew, taking each fresh spurt across my tongue,
carressing the slit with my tongue, then working back down onto
the shaft for the next squirt.
He let his breathing subside and kept my head firmly in his
crotch as his cock softened. i lapped at it hungrily, savoring
the heady taste of his fuck juice, licking it off the shaft and
the top of his balls.
He pushed my head back by the hair and looked into my eyes.
"Good, boy! That was a hell of a blow job!"
i smiled up at him, aware of the cum coating around my lips and
chin.
"That was sucking cock with permission," he allowed. i wasn't
sure what he meant. "Now this afternoon, with Kosa," he
continued. "Now ,that was sucking cock WITHOUT permission," he
explained. He pushed me back from in front of him and gathered up
his trousers.
"Mr. Bumgartner's gonna hafta punish ya for Kosa," he informed
me.
Bumgartner led the way into the next room. i got to my feet.
Clark corrected me with a hand on my shoulder, pushing me back to
my knees and leading me in.
There was a standard steel bed centered against the wall. The
foot stand was missing, though, and the angled mattress was made
up like a standard unit.
"On your belly," Bumgartner gestured. As i lay down, my hands
automatically reached for the headboard. He pulled the pillow out
from under my arms and pushed at my hips. Following his cue, i
lifted my hips and he pushed the pillow under, propping my ass
higher.
i watched as he stepped over to the assortment of straps and
paddles hanging on the wall. He selected a three-inch black
strap. The curling at the end showed that it had once been a
belt, but the buckle was removed and he doubled it up in his
fist, taking one wrap.
"How many?" he asked Clark.
"Ten."
The first crack ripped acorss my ass cheeks. i was totally
unprepared for the pain of it and i whelped loudly, pushing my
hard cock against the pillow.
"Go ahead, holler, boy!" Bumgartner allowed.
Crack! The second one hit me and i hollered, even louder!
my cock responded to the pain by growing harder. i fucked at the
pillow as he whacked me.
Crack, crack, crack! i hunched with each stroke, knowing i was
gonna cum. i spurted my load into the pillow as Bumgartner
expertly popped the belt on my shuddering ass.
"You cummin?" he asked increduously. "Huh, boy? You cummin?" He
emphasized each question with a blow of the belt.
"Yes, sir," i allowed.
"Well I'll be damned!" said Clark. "i never seen a boy cum while
he was bein whipped!"
i fully expected to suck Bumgartner's dick, but it wasn't to be.
They returned me to the dorm. As i settled into my bunk, i could
see Kosa lifting his head to look in my direction. i waved
briefly, "No hard feelings," i wanted to say. i think he
understood.
__________________________________________________________
i have more chapters of this (almost) true life story in various
stages of completion. If you readers want more, I'd have to know
it. i am not at all sure there is any 'quality' to the writing.
i would really like to hear from you via btmodapile@aol.com. For
me to get your message tho, you really have to put "ASSTR
response" in the subject line. The spam is so thick that i have
to use this method to filter out the responses. Try not to bash
me too hard, i might enjoy it! (grin)


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