Paraiba tourmaline stones adorned the ear lobe plug, the tongue pin and the belly button piercing of the proud smiling graduate. These adornments are to commemorate the ascension from the neophyte's initial training to the level of "blue acceptance". The bejeweled butt plug is also decorated with the semi-precious gem.
This graduate had been accepted into the DASL; quite the honor for one so young and inexperienced. His master presented him with the attire commensurate with his new position. The color the boy now wore was blue, able to retire the yellow of the past two years.
Alon was nervous. This was the first time he and his master were to meet, except for an interview which included seven other boys. All seven due to graduate and choose their future path. Alon chose the DASL , an easy choice. The academy had classified Alon as sex-addicted, which qualified him for pairing with a master to complete the boy's training. Nervous was an understatement; Alon was sweating and fidgeting, all noticeable. The boy switched his weight from one foot to the other. He was a mess and knew it. That made the meeting even more stressful.
Alon grew up in a very strict though not religious household. Sex was never discussed other than to vilify. He was sexually curious from an early age, often masturbating several times a day as well as with his best friend, Tony. As Alon grew older the desire grew for the kind of sex he watched on the gay porn sites; only he and his friend had touched his penis and nothing more than his own finger had ever entered his butt.
In the Academy's view he graduated as a virgin. Suitable for assignment to the League, DASL.
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LONNY, the director/producer walked into a room with six boys sitting on the eight foot cerulean blue couch, all six looking uncomfortable. He recognized one boy but the others were strangers; hoping this wasn't their first time. "Virgins" are such a pain in the ass.
Lonny hated working in this room, but it's what he'd gotten today. The couch room. The consolation. And what the hell? !!! Six guys?
He smiled and sat, the camera man followed. Having worked with him before, at least the cameraman knew the routine.
"Hey guys, hey Tyler. Yours is the only face I recognize "
"Hey Mr Pearce" Tyler's tan boy with straight blond hair, scooted back further into the cushions. The other boys responded politely but softly. Typical. The director understand Tyler's reticence, last time he used him it was pretty rough, decided to go easy on him today. But, his butt is so perfect, the camera loves it
"Any of you work with the others before?"
Tyler and an ebony curly haired boy point at each other. "Well, the reason I ask is that this video is to be three or four guys who get together for sex on a regular, familiar basis. It'll work best if you guys at least know each other."
The room was silent, the boys could care less. Lonny wondered if they even understood what he said. "So ....its going to take some actual acting....not just fucking. " the boys looked like they were all stoned...stoic.
"So get your clothes off let's see what we're dealing with. Since there's six of you we'll have to do an orgy or hang bang, but we'll figure that out later."
This was always an awkward moment but best to get it over with. Tyler and the boy he pointed to knew the program so they stripped naked, the others stripped to their underwear. Nice bodies all. Two with washboards for stomachs, the rest flat. A few tattoos but only one had nipples pierced and one had a bellybutton pierced. The director thought he can deal with this.
Spencer, Lonny's houseboy/assistant/current partner, strolled in and like always takes lonnys breath away. He's 5'6" 115lbs smooth and absolutely gorgeous. Even though the two had just been naked together, the man's pdick twitched. He believed he could still taste him the boy.
Spencer, recognizing Tyler, planted a sloppy, noisy kiss on his mouth while grabbing the boy's dick. His p other hand circled to Tyler's ass, the tip of his finger was in the boy's asshole.
"Boys, this is Spencer, he'll assist today. " the houseboy took a seat next to Lonny. Thank god he had stopped kneeling after having been badgered about it for weeks.
"Drop the shorts, guys. Let's get to know each other." The boys are shy. They know what's coming and want to get it. Shorts on the floor, they tentatively touch and stretch their dicks. Pulling and stroking, all while looking at the director.
The six boys looked great.
"Okay, turn around so I can see...".
They slowly turn in a circle. Five bubble butts and one "boody"
"Tyler, you and your friend and Spencer at the end of the couch. You four," pointing to the other naked boys " you guys start showing me spit- roasting scenes. Be creative. And everyone gets a turn in the middle."
They clearly didn't know what was happening. The four stood there, actually looking more comfortable naked, shyly smiling
G at each other.
Spencer knew exactly what to do. He was already holding the ebony dick in one hand and playing with Tyler's pierced nipple with the other, the boys were psmiling at each other. Good smiles, friendly and lusty smiles. The cameraman started filming.
"This is a walk through. Spencer, push Tyler down onto the ottoman and let's see what you're gonna do". Spencer gets the scene rolling, he's always so "authentic ", for lack of a better word. He's not acting, he's loving every moment. Best is that he gets right to it.
Tyler plopped onto the large square ottoman, smiling at Spencer, who pulled his butt to the edge. Instinctively, Tyler grabbed his ankles. The sight was a perfect "presentation" , Tyler's dick was hardening, you could tell he loved being filmed with Spencer. The houseboy hungrily attacked Tyler's perfect pink asshole. Tongue jutting in and out and rimming, humming and making slurping sounds. The boy was a natural. He knew the best positions for the cameraman, the nastiest actions, the best sounds.
Spencer's dick had already become hard, so he toyed with it while feasting noisily on Tyler. "Tyler! No counting ceiling tiles, keep your eyes open and trained on Spencer. The scene is fuck-buddies having fun. Together. And all three of you: good sounds. This is not like some quick alley hookup."
Spencer was trusted to make this scene work, he kept the action camera-accessible and knew when close-ups were coming. Pointing to Tyler's friend "What's your name , son"
"Rick, sir".
"Ok Eric, stand behind Tyler's head and slap your dick across his face....teasing , you know what to do"
The contrast in skin color was striking and definitely working, Lonny couldn't wait to get the ebony boy in the middle.
Looking at the other naked boys, they appeared to be fumbling around but mostly watching the three who were in action.
The scene stopped a couple times to adjust lighting but it went okay. The ebony boy had been moved to straddle Tyler so he could begin face fucking, while Spencer continued his worship down below,Tyler's body jerked, his torso rising momentarily. Eric was gagging Tyler. Nice.
Spencer was special. His last partner was the master and Spencer was a sub/slave. He had been claimed at the Academy's spring auction. "Claimed" meaning master Lee had offered an exorbitant amount in order to bypass the auction process.
Spencer was the prize of all those offered at auction that day. Perfectly white skin, unblemished, curly strawberry-blond hair, diminutive and toned but not muscled, master Lee knew he'd be perfect. No body modifications had been ordered; no castration or docking, no teeth removal or ball enlargement. The only thing ordered was a plain perineum piercing.
Master Lee was certain he could make his money back by renting or leasing his new possession out while still able to enjoy the boy's sexual attributes: namely his bubble butt and cute mouth.
For a year Spencer was a popular "escort" , rented almost daily. He was a popular frat party favor and fan page collaborator. When a pornography studio rented him for several videos, it was decided by the production company's owner to buy the boy outright. Lonny Pearce paid handsomely for Spencer only to offer him freedom.
Unplanned, a personal/professional relationship was born between Spencer and Lonnie Pearce, they were both happy the way tho ha worked out.
Spencer had graduated from the academy's Annex, where he was ecstatically assigned as a "sex pig" to the retirement community and porn studio. Going to auction was the boys own idea. He thought he needed a change of pace.
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"Alon, our first visit is to Lonny Pearce. He's a producer at a gay porn studio. We'll be spending the night at his house with his "houseboy ", Spencer. Spencer is also a graduate of the academy, a different campus from the one you are familiar with."
"You mean the Annex?" Alon asked "He worked in the studio there?"
"Oh yes, made many videos there, still maintains a fan page owned by the school. A condition of his early graduation."
Alon had heard of the Annex but never visited. He knew some boys were assigned there for sex work. Alon was envious.
His training involved watching other trainees have anal sex and a variety of other tutorials. Once he'd been identified as a League candidate a chastity device had been installed and Alon had been told it would be taken off by his first master. He was doomed to two years of chastity. A butt plug he wore 24/7 was an additional insult. Especially when the "hunger" salve had been applied to his anus before the plug's insertion. His asshole would be itching for attention he was not allowed to give or receive. Alon saw it as simple torturous punishment, not preparation for his future path.
Hearing they were spending the night with a porn producer raised his hopes of finally being immersed in his gay sex fantasies. Provided he wasn't tasked with only watching and taking notes. He'd really had enough of that bullshit.
Lonny Pearce's house was a modest single story with a beautifully landscaped yard which seemed to wrap all the way around the property. Alon heard laughing and splashing coming from what must have been a backyard swimming pool. "Cool" he thought but did not say.
Left alone in an expansive sunlit room he saw an ebony boy in a barber's chair. His short hair was coated white ; evidently being dyed. The barber was removing the white cream from the boys pubis to reveal a platinum triangle.
The barber turned to Alon , with a curious stare: "I'll be done with Eric here in a few minutes "
"It's Rick " said the boy in the chair.
"Erick, Rick. What's the difference ?"
"An "E", asshole" Spencer entered the room from the sun drenched backyard.
"Whatever!" Said the barber.
"You didn't leave a tuft above his asshole? "
"No hair there shithead" the barber fluffed the platinum pubic hair with a satisfied sigh.
Alon was struck by how beautiful these two boys were. The naked barber didn't look shabby either. The boy named "Rick" was a rich brown color with the softest-looking and glowing skin. His fingernails were platinum, as were his toenails. The contrast was hard to not look at. Alon knew he was staring but couldn't help it.
"Well, I'm jealous! I'm usually the one to get the stares". Spencer laughed.
""I'm sorry......sorry. He's just so striking"
Spencer was dripping from just having gotten out of the swimming pool; Alon noticed his stiff hard-on right away after tearing his gaze from Rick. "That's the idea. Looking hot, Ricky baby" Spencer approached the boy and they shared a friendly kiss.
The barber removed the dying solution from Rick's head to reveal a stunning head of tight platinum curls.
"Wow!! You look amazing!!" Alon couldn't help himself, Rick was gorgeous.
The barber finished with the coif and returned to Rick's pubis. The boys penis had risen to an impressive size and Alon saw his dick head was dark red, which contrasted with his brown rock hard looking staff and dark skin. Jimmy put "finishing touches "'to the curly pubic hair pointedly brushing against the impressive brown dick.
Alon felt his penis struggling against the restrictive chastity device. He groaned at the familiar torment.
Spencer heard Alon's groan. "Oh that's right! You're fresh from the academy!! Bet you've got a pretty jeweled plug in your ass, too"
Alon was flushed with embarrassment.
"Take that blue robe off! Let's get those pieces of shit off you" Spencer walked to Alon , his hard-on unflagging.
"No! No!! That's for my master!! I can't remove them."
Not listening, Spencer had the blues robe on the floor and just as quickly removed the chastity and the pretty jeweled butt plug.
"Jimmy! Bring a rag and give this boy a little trim-up"
"Oh no no...really. I'm in so much trouble! I'll be punished!!"
"Alon!! This is why you're here. When we're done with you, you'll be the most fuckable boy on the planet" Spencer took the wet rag from Jimmy, the barber, and smoothly wiped Alon's quickly engorging dick.
"About seven inches and uncut. He'll be a headliner all right" Rick had circled around behind the defrocked boy and inspected two bubble butt cheeks. "And that's not all!"
"What do you mean? That's why I'm here? To get unlocked and what....?"
"Fucked, baby boy!!
Alon felt Rick's hard-on pressed against his butt crack as Spencer took the fresh uncut dick to the back of his throat.
