Boca Raton Academy
 by: Hankster

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Chapter 7 

On the first day of school, after the holiday break, The Head invited Philip to tea.  For the first time, since he had arrived at The Academy, Stu was not jealous.  He knew that Philip genuinely liked Smythe.  He was actually glad for his brother.  That was the gist of it.  They were brothers now.  Nobody in the world could change that.  They would be bound together as family for the rest of their lives.  They could make love together forever or never again, but the bond of brotherhood could never be broken.

As he returned to his room after his last class, and Philip went to Smythe’s quarters, Stu encountered Clarence Clemens in the dormitory.  Clarence was just coming from the showers and was naked.  Stu did a double take.  All the rumors about the math teacher’s humongous cock were true.  It wasn’t more than five cut inches long, but it was easily double the width of the largest cock Stu had ever seen, which just so happened to have been his mother’s pimp.

“Hello, Stuey,” Clarence said.  “I want to talk to you.  Could you come into my room for a few minutes?”

“Yes sir, of course.  I’ll just put my books in my room and I’ll be right over.”

“Don’t bother to knock.  Just come right in, and close the door.” 

Stu did just that.  Clarence was still naked.  He was standing in front of a mirror combing his hair. 

“Sit down, please Stuey.  I’ll be right with you.  There was one chair in the room and Stu sat down.  When he was through grooming his hair, Clarence sat down on his bed, which was a double, and larger than Stu’s.

“Why don’t you sit down next to me, so that you’re not halfway across the room?”  Stu stood up and sat down next to Clarence, who made sure that his thigh was touching Stu’s leg.

“Stuey, I’ve had my eye on you and your roomie, Philip, since the semester began.  You two are the best math students that I have ever been blessed to teach.  Sometimes I think you two guys could teach me a thing or two.”

He put his hand on Stu’s knee.  Stu expected that to happen.  Not only did he not flinch, he put his hand on Clarence’s knee.  God, he wanted that cock inside of him so badly.

“Thank you for the complement, Mr. Clemens.”

“In private, please call me Clare, Stuey.”

Stu said, “Yes Clare.  I will.”

“Any way, I have been asked to put together a five man math team to compete with other schools in the south east.  The other competitors are all high school students also, probably seniors.  I know you guys can easily whoop them.  I want you to be team captain, and Philip to be assistant captain.  I’ve chosen three other boys, all eleventh graders, to round out the team, and a twelfth grader as an alternate.  What do you say?  I’d really like you to do this.  The truth is, I wouldn’t even put the team together if it weren’t for you and Philip.”

As he spoke, Clarence inched closer and closer to Stu.  He put his hand on top of Stu’s and started to push it up toward his groin.  Stu glanced down.  Clarence was steel rod hard, and at least nine inches long, and he was even wider than when he was flaccid.  Stu was hardening fast.  He found it hard to breathe, and he couldn’t answer Clarence, so he did what he could to give Clarence an affirmative answer.  He leaned into the short, pudgy man, who was no taller than he, and he kissed him.  Their kisses soon turned passionate, lover passionate.
 

“You have too much clothing on,” Clarence whispered and Stu undressed in seconds.  As soon as he was naked, Clarence began to lean over the boy to go down on him.

“No,” Stu yelled.  “Me first.”  I want to taste that monster, and then get it in my ass so badly, I’m busting.”

“Bursting,” Clarence corrected him.  “It’s my mission in life to make my students happy so you can go first.  For your information, I keep plenty of KY Jelly handy.”  Stu smiled and went down on his teacher.  He worked hard, and he got half of that beautiful cock into his mouth, but his jaw was breaking.  Like the trooper he was, he licked as best he could.  He didn’t think it was possible, but he felt Clarence getting harder.  He couldn’t go on.  He was afraid his jaw would lock.  He pulled off.

“Please, Clare, fuck me now.”  He lay down on his back, raised his legs, and closed his eyes.  He always closed his eyes when he made love.  Suddenly he felt something cold and wet on his love hole.  He could feel Clarence’s fingers generously greasing his innards.  After a brief pause, he felt Clarence’s cock head against his ass hole.  Clarence began to push in slowly, and ever so gently.  He expected to meet more resistance, but he found himself slipping in quite easily.  He was all the way in when he realized he could not go farther.  He lay still for a minute, enjoying this unexpected pleasure. 

Slowly he started pumping a little at a time.  He met no resistance, so he started taking longer strokes.  The boy’s asshole was the asshole he had been seeking all his life.  He nearly started to cry, but Stu interrupted him.

“Harder, sir, harder please.”

Clare didn’t bother to correct the boy for calling him sir.  He just pumped harder.  Stu’s prostate was being vigorously massaged by Clare’s monstrous cock. 

“Harder, harder.  I’m cumming,” the boy yelled.  He must have spurted ten times between their two bodies.  When he did, he pushed Clarence over the edge with his contracting ass muscle.  When Stu felt Clare’s juices being pumped into him, he almost fainted.  He also panicked.  Clare had not used a condom.  The two of them, man and boy, collapsed their bodies together.  Clarence moved around, and squished Stu’s cum all around between them.  Neither was capable of moving.  They just lay there kissing.  Nearly a half hour passed before they could separate.

“I think we should shower,” Clare said.  It will be dinner time before you know it.  I’ll let you know when I schedule our first math practice session.”

When Philip returned to their dorm room, he found Stu lying naked on his bed, looking and smelling squeaky clean.  Philip just dropped his clothes on the floor, and left immediately for the showers.  When he got back, he jumped into bed with Stu.

“I love you,” he said, “but I have nothing left to give you.  The Head bled me dry.”

“Don’t sweat it, Bro.  Clarence did the same to me.”

Philip jumped up.  “You son of a gun.  Is he as big as they say when he’s hard?”

“Bigger, dear brother.  Much bigger.”

“I guess I’ll have to get me some of that sausage, then.”

“You probably will, sooner or later.  You and I are on his math team, and occasionally we’ll have to travel out of town with him and four other guys.”

“No kidding.  That sure sounds interesting.  Let’s put on a pair of shorts for dinner, and don’t tell me you miss our cook.  She can’t be duplicated.”

“I just wish the fuck Clare wouldn’t call me Stuey,” Stu complained.

The first few math contests were at local schools from West Palm Beach to Miami.  The other boys did fairly well, but Philip and Stu aced every problem in record time, and Boca Raton Academy won every match.  Before the school closed for a week at Easter, Clarence announced that they had won the regional championship, and would be competing in Tallahassee on April 30th for the state championship.  Should they win that, it would be off to Denver in June for Nationals.

The team would be driven to Tallahassee by school bus on the 28th and would spend that night in a hotel.  On the 29th they would be given practice problems all day.  They would sleep over on the night of the competition, and leave for home on May 1st.

“Three nights in a hotel or a motel with Clarence.  That should be quite a hoot,” Stu told his brother.  “Wait until you see his cock.  You will not believe that a pudgy little guy like him could be so big.”

They intended to spend spring break in their home on the ocean in Palm Beach.  This time their parents would not be with them, so Philip grew bold.  One tea time, he was fucking The Head doggie style, and he whispered in Smythe’s ear, I have invited my room mate, Stuart, to spend the week with me at my place in Palm Beach.  The poor boy has no home to go to.  I simply don’t know what he’ll do this summer.  If my folks approve, maybe I’ll ask him to spend the summer with us.”

“That’s very charitable of you.”

“I’ll miss you.  I was hoping that if you weren’t going any place special, maybe you would like to spend the Easter week, or at least part of it, with us?”

“That’s wonderful.  I think I can do that.  I’ll let you know tomorrow if I’ll spend the week, or just a day or two.”

“I haven’t had you and Stuart together since that first day you called us together on my birthday,” Philip noted.  “I’d really like that.”

“I’d like that too.”

On the Friday before spring break, the Bonchance’s chauffeur transported all three of them up to Palm Beach.  Philip instructed the butler to put Dr. Smythe’s bag in the room adjacent to his and Stu’s.

The cook told them all to be down for dinner at 7 PM.  She was rather stern about it.  “I don’t want anything burned or overcooked,” she stated emphatically.

Stu and Jeremy (Smythe instructed the boys to call him by his given name during his stay) just nodded, but Philip said politely, “Yes ma’am.”  She thought that was so cute that she kissed Philip on his cheek.  He blushed a deep crimson, and the others smiled.

“I guess we better shower and get ready for dinner.”

“How do we dress?” Jeremy asked?

The butler overheard him, and said, “Jacket and tie, sir.  After all this is Palm Beach.”

“Let’s go upstairs and get ready,” Philip said.  “There’s a private bath room in every bed room, Jeremy.”

“I was hoping to shower with you boys,” Jeremy said when the butler was out of hearing range.

“The showers are big enough for two, but not for three,” Stu said.  “Why don’t you and Philip shower together in our room, and I’ll shower in yours.”

“You’re a sweetheart, Stu,” Philip said.  “I know that later we’ll want to do a threesome, but would you mind sleeping in Jeremy’s room when we two want to be alone?”

“Of course not.  Just don’t neglect me during the week, please.”

Philip embraced Stu.  “Don’t worry.  That will never happen.”

“I’ll see to that,” Jeremy added.

They spent most of the week at the beach or poolside.  They never ate out, because no outside meal could match anything the cook prepared.  As for love making, Jeremy divided his time between the boys when they weren’t all three enjoying themselves together.

It was with great reluctance that the three of them were driven back to The Academy on the Sunday before school resumed.  On the way, Jeremy asked, “What are your plans for the summer, Philip.”

“Oh, I’m going back home to New York.  I can’t wait to see my old friends.”

“How about you, Stu?”

Stu hung his head in pretend dejection.  “I dunno.  I haven’t thought about it.”

“I stay on campus all summer.  I could see to it that you help the maintenance staff, and you could stay with me.”

“No, no.  That won’t be necessary,” Philip jumped in.  “I’ll take him to New York with me.”

Jeremy was surprised, but he grew silent.  Philip sensed that The Head was disturbed somehow, so he added, “Why don’t you take a summer break and visit us in New York?”

“That’s a tempting invitation.  I’ll think about it.”

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The math team arrived in Tallahassee in mid afternoon.  The bus driver put all the luggage in the hotel lobby, and Clare went to the desk to check them in.  The hotel was the one in which the competition would be held.  Clare had reserved four rooms.  The six boys would sleep two to a room, and Clare and the bus driver would share the fourth.  The bus driver, Mac, short for Macintosh), was no older than The Head, and handsome at that.  Philip thought that he and Clare would be making it, and he’d never get to savor Clare’s cock, but after dinner when the boys were settling in for the night, Stu knocked gently on Clare’s door.  Standing in the doorway, he asked the math teacher if he would like to visit in his room for a little bit.

“You know I do, precious ass of mine,” Clare said.  Give me a few minutes, and I’ll be right over.  Five minutes later there was a knock at the door.  Philip opened it and there stood Clare and Mac.  Philip was pleasantly surprised.  Clarence saw the look on Philip’s face.  “I couldn’t very well abandon him, now could I?”

Clarence came prepared with plenty of KY Jelly and condoms.  He spent a long time preparing the three other asses in the room to receive his massive offering.  It was a lot of work, but eventually all three savored his luscious gift to mankind.  His favorite ass of course was Stu’s. 

At one point, Philip entered Clare while he was fucking Stu, and Mac refused to be left out, so he fucked Philip.  Even for hard core porn fans, this was pretty wild stuff.

The adults returned to their room at about 1 AM, and the boys were asleep before Clare and Mac could close their door. 

They received a 7 AM wake up call, and met the rest of the team in the dining room at 8 AM.  The six boys sat together, and Mac and Clare sat at a separate table.

Clare came over to their table and in his best pirate voice said, “Eat hearty, me lads.  You’ll need a lot of strength.  You’ll be working practice math problems all day.”

The competition was even all the way, and they reached a point of sudden death with a team from Orlando.  Finally at 9 PM, Stu was the only member of either team who could solve the problem presented, and Boca Raton Academy became State Champions.

Margaret and Anthony were currently in Rome.  It was Stu who called them when he knew it was 10 AM in Rome. 

“We’re state champs he announced.  We’ll be competing in Denver on June 10th for the national championship.”  He could hear Margaret squealing in the background.

“Look for us in Denver, son,” Anthony said.  “I wouldn’t miss this for the world.”

Their parents were in Denver when the team won the national championship by a huge margin.  They stayed in The States long enough to take the boys back with them to New York.  The family spent two weeks in New York, and then Anthony insisted that they spend the summer in Rome with them.  The boys had no say in the matter, and Jeremy never had his little sojourn in the Big Apple.

To be continued...

Posted: 02/01/13