It had been one month since Cadet Bryan had begun sucking me off. I loved being pleasured by him every day, though it could be exhausting. Not that I'm complaining, mind you. My senior cadet had let it slip that Birdson Academy had a long history of gay shit. The general rule was that sixth graders were off limits, but once a cadet reached seventh grade, he was fair game. The way Cadet Bryan told me, it sounded like the only purpose of underclassmen was to serve as suck toys for upperclassmen.
It was Friday evening and I had had a long day. After classes I had soccer practice, followed by supper an extra workout in the gym. It was getting late and I decided to call it a night. I headed for the locker room for a shower and a change of clothes.
As I walked into the locker room I noticed that it was empty. Not surprising, I thought. I was the only one in the gym as most of the cadets preferred to work out before supper, not after. I went to my locker and undressed. I grabbed my towel, soap, and shampoo and headed for the showers.
Our shower room was pretty expansive, able to handle around 30 guys at a time. The showers were set up as pillars; that is, there were metal columns throughout the room with four shower nozzles per column. I hung my towel on one of the hooks, found a column near the center of the room and turned on the water. Once it was hot I stepped into the flow. I was in no hurry. Having a private shower was very rare. Usually I was surrounded by a bunch of other guys doing the same.
I stood there letting the hot water cascade over my naked body, soaking me from head to toe. It felt nice. After a few minutes of this I soaped up and showered clean, rinsing the suds from my body. Then I lathered my hair with shampoo and did the same. Once again I decided to enjoy the privacy and hot water a little longer before drying off and getting dressed.
Suddenly the lights went out. "Hey!" I yelled. "I'm in here!" Nothing. The school didn't have automatic lights, so I knew someone had to have shut them off. I turned off the water and listened carefully. Sure enough, I heard quiet footsteps. "I can hear you," I said. "I know you're there."
Without warning I was grabbed from two different directions and a voice to my right that I didn't recognize said, "Yeah, we're here, you little plebe." The unexpected presence startled me momentarily. A voice to my left snickered softly while the first guy spoke up again. "A cute naked plebe all alone in the showers? Too good to pass up, huh?"
The guy on my left responded, "You know it, dude." Though I didn't recognize either one, I could tell that they were older students by how deep their voices were.
At this point one guy pulled my arms above my head and pulled them backwards toward the shower column while the other reached up and secured my wrists with something. It felt like plastic but I couldn't be sure in the dark. Within second my hands were secured above my head. I was going nowhere.
Guy number one spoke up. "Word has it you're a tasty little plebe. That true?" I had no response.
"You've been asked a direct question, plebe. Answer," interjected guy number two sternly.
"I -- I don't know -- sir," I replied, taken aback by the question.
"Check this out, dude. The little shit's already hard," said number one, grasping my dick. Number two's hand shot down to my groin and also grabbed my prick in a firm grip, giving it a gentle tug.
"Fuck, dude. He's a little horndog," said number two. By this time both boys were feeling my naked body, paying equal attention to my ass and cock. Number one was friggin me with his hand while number two was gently fingering my arse.
"Don't panic, little guy. We'll let you go when this is over," said number one.
With that, both guys leaned in and began kissing my neck, one on each side. They kissed, sucked, and nibbled on my neck and earlobes. I had never had the experience of making out with anyone, so these new sensations were very pleasurable. Their hands caressed my young body as their mouths continued to explore me. Simultaneously each guy lowered himself to my armpits -- and started licking them! I felt two warm tongues vigorously wriggling on my underarms, tickling me like crazy. I started breathing heavy as my 13-year-old cock strained forward and bounced with delight.
The guys continued their oral exploration of me, working down my sides, chest, and belly. As they reached my groin each guy took a side of my cock and began nibbling and licking on it. The feeling of two mouths servicing me at the same time excited me beyond measure. I began quietly whimpering -- "Ohh. Mmm. Ohh."
"He's liking this," said number one.
"Fucking A, dude," said number two.
Unexpectedly the cadets suddenly divided their efforts, much to my delight. Number one engulfed my cock with his mouth, slobbering all up and down my shaft. Number two pulled a surprise move. Positioning himself behind me, he spread my butt cheeks and started licking my asshole! The sensations were indescribable as I was being stimulated from both ends, completely helpless and unable to resist.
Number one was giving my young boner a serious workout up front. Sucking my meat like a pro, his lips slid all up and down the length of my shaft. He took me in all the way, pressing his nose into my pubic hair before pulling back to the glans. His tongue was frantically swirling all over my purple head. This dude knew what he was doing. His tongue stroked and caressed every part of my sensitive head with licks, laps, and swirls. I was pretty sure that I was leaking some serious precum, and I was sure he was tasting it.
Number two started with delicate licks of my tender rosebud, then increased to lapping me like a dog. I had never heard of anything like this before, much less fantasized about it; hence, I was completely unprepared for the sensations I was experiencing. He steadily increased the pressure of his probing and soon inserted the tip of his tongue inside of me, wriggling it around vigorously. The feelings were making me lightheaded and delirious. The longer he tongued me, the deeper he went. I stood there helplessly as he penetrated me deeper and deeper, the tip always wiggling, the erotic tickling driving me mad.
By this time both guys were grunting as they feverishly worked me over, and I was groaning in response. The shower was filled with a continuous stream of three guys grunting like animals, "Ugh! Ahh! Ugh! Ugh! Mmm!" These guys were schlopping on my pole and slobbering on my hole and were succeeding in driving me into hysterics. My body was trembling and quivering uncontrollably as I endured this dual pleasure, my wrists still firmly secured. It wasn't long before I was on the verge of cumming.
My cock throbbed and pulsed with desire as I approached my climax. My body tensed and convulsed as I lost control and began shooting my wad. "Ohh! Ohh! Oh, God!! Oh, God!! Argh!! Argh!! AAARRRGGGHHH!!!" My screams of sexual release echoed off the walls, punctuated by hot spurts of creamy semen from my adolescent rod. Jet after jet of hot boy juice shot furiously from my stiff prick into number one's mouth, but he never spilled a drop. There was no doubt that I absolutely painted this guy's mouth with my jizz. For his part number two's tongue never stopped teasing me, mercilessly tickling my tight hole till I was completely drained.
Finally it was over. My body, like my penis and my semen, was completely spent and depleted, hanging limply from the shower column. I had nothing left to give.
As I hung there helpless and panting, number one spoke up. "I think the little plebe liked that."
"Fuck yeah, dude!" replied number two. "Little dude's got a tight little rosebud back there. How was he up front?"
"Tasty!" said number one. Both boys laughed. "All right, plebe, this is how it's going to be. From time to time by buddy and I are going to track you down and suck you dry just like Bryan does. As long as you cum for us, we'll be happy. Understood?"
"Yes, sir!" I replied, exhausted yet excited for the future as I thought to myself, Fuck yeah, sir! Fuck yeah!
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