No young less than 18 kids this is not a Chapter of Star Wars. This is porno and you are not invited to the party until you are of age. Please do not hang around.
Webster Community College in Webster, Arkansas was I jewel. Hundreds of rural kids who showed promise passed through it's academic mill and most were accepted into senior colleges. That was the familiar story with Prentice Hollings. He came from a very poor farm family but his teachers in the little country school recognized that this rough edged, unworldly boy had a ready intelligence and backed him for acceptance at Webster with a full scholarship that included room and board.
He was still in the middle of his freshman year and while the school work was not too hard for him with his good memory and natural ability to study hard, the social life here was like a foreign language to him. Prent was a naturally friendly boy and with his good looks he attracted other students to him. Many of his admirers were lusting after him with his beautiful, graceful body and stunning farm boy looks, pale blue eyes, cute tumbling straw colored hair and puffy, pillow lip that begged to be kissed. He was aware that he could have a close, physical relationship with several of the boys, but his natural shyness held him back.
Now Prentice, or Prent as everyone called him was sexually innocent. True he and his older brother has essayed some sexual approaches, but that was just brotherly affection. Of course it was very exciting to both of them and now, here at school, Pren longed for, or rather panted for those lusty nights and passionate groping under the covers. To push it out of his mind, he would apply himself even harder to his school work. That helped a little, but his country prick was often stiff and calling for attention. Pren never wanked. He believed that it was sinful.
Leaving our beautiful farm boy for a moment, his fate was being decided by two men in the school at this very moment. Professor Baxter was the pride of the school. His experiments of intellectual enhancement had been published and he was already a minor celebrity. He could have accepted the offered positions in some ivy league schools but her preferred the comfort of Webster and his fame there. Baxter was still young to have his reputation. Only thirty eight, a handsome, athletic bachelor he was popular with the staff and even students. Baxter had a young assistant, Barry Hemp, twenty two years old, a former student who he had groomed for the position. They shared a small brick house near campus. There had been occasional rumors about their association being more than professional, but the two were manly and both shared athletic prowess in soccer which belied the popular idea that a guy couldn't be gay if he was an athlete. We all know this to be ignorant, don't we.
The latest experiment that Professor John Baxter and young Barry Hemp were working on involved the use of a liquid substance that affected the centers of intelligence in a certain part of the braid they had isolated. Barry has actually volunteered himself to test it. A limited dosage and the use of written testing had shown great promise. Baxter told Barry at breakfast just yesterday that they needed a student to test the nostrum. It just turned out that Barry had taken note of the compelling Prentice in the biology class that he taught.
"There is this boy, Prentice Hollings in "Introduction to Biology" who I noted seems to have the qualifications for this possible experiment," announced Barry.
"If he is too brilliant, we won't be able to see the improvement."
"No he is naturally bright, but definitely not profound, rather an innocent, really."
"I think you are taken with him. I suppose he is good looking."
Barry thought for a minute, "Yes he is good looking but not in the usual model way. He is very boyish in his looks, but overlaying that is a total innocence of the world. He it totally uncomplicated."
"A hot body I bet."
Barry blushed. "I get stiff in class over him. Yes, the years of hard farm work has given him a strong, lithe body, big arm muscles. I never saw his chest, except what I see when his shirt is open, but I bet he has great pecs and a six pack."
Baxter was getting very anticipatory about this boy gem. "Uh, Barry, would you like to jump back to bed for a little relief. I could never do my lab work with this." He pointed to his pajama pants tented up from his full erection.
Barry was always in lust for his older friend's equipment. He didn't wait for getting up and going to bed, he slumped down on the floor at John's feet, separated the muscular thighs, slid down his pants and settled his face into the fragrant nest of pubic hair. The doc's cock was jumping with excitement against the younger man's check. He merely turned and licked the shaft. John moaned loudly in appreciation. "Let this be a quick one. Partly because I am impatient and partly because we have to get to work."
Barry needed no further encouragement, he plunged down on the rampant cock causing John to howl in pleasure. He sucked madly, suctioning his lips lightly. He felt streams of pre cum in his mouth and John began thrusting and lifting from his chair, moaning like a drunk savage. In another moment his cock began firing streams of taste cum into the younger man's mouth. When John settled down after his big cum he patted Barry's cheek. "That was fabulous. Shall I do you?"
Barry giggled and pointed to the tile floor below him. His sleeping shorts were at his ankles and the puddle of spooge lay at his bare feet. "Your cock in my mouth is just as if you were sucking me."
The next day Barry has approached Prentice and explained the project that he and Professor Baxter were working on. He explained that since Prentice was only nineteen that he'd have to get the permission signed by his parent or guardian. (That's my brother Clem. There ain't no parents or the other thing, he reared my up." Barry also explained that the testing would be over a three day period and that he would stay at the house where they lived. Pren was getting tired of the food in the cafeteria and hoped that the men ate better. Back at the farm they raised their own chickens and drank milk right from the cows, still warm. He never could get the hang of eating pizza and other foreign foods.
The signed document was returned by Prentice's brother, the school was notified that this student would be on excused absence for about three or four days. And Barry picked up Prentice at his dorm and brought the nervous boy and his bag to the house. Baxter was at school in the lab and would return in time for dinner that night. Meanwhile Barry proceeded to process Prentice. He ask Prentice if he was hungry. "Yessir, I sure am, but I got a chicken sandwich in my bag."
"Never mind that fake chicken from the Cafeteria, we got some Southern fried chicken, home made in the fridge, and I'll heat up some french fried potatoes, salad and how about a nice glass of white wine?"
"Wine? I never drank wine. I did git pretty drunk on Gramp's homemade from goose berries though. My brother had to put me to bed." He got a faraway look in his eyes remembering that.
Barry put in a small dose of a hypnotic drug in the wine. It wouldn't make him unconscious but more relaxed and susceptible and cooperative. Pren wolfed down his lunch. He burped appreciatively. "Now that's more like real food. Thank you Mr. Hemp."
"Call me Barry. In the next few days we are going to be very informal with each other."
"Lak friends?"
"I hope so. Now friend, you have to go to your room, strip off, shower using the special soap and then, perhaps you'd like to take nap before dinner. We got a big steak planned."
Barry took some work into the study and began to write. He heard the shower running upstairs and resisted going up to see Prentice. After about a half hour he became aware that the shower was still running. He was alarmed and run upstairs and into the little bathroom adjourning the guest bedroom. The shower curtain was closed, the water was running. He called out to the boy but there was no answer. He opened the curtain and there was naked Prentice, leaning back on the back support, sound asleep, warm water cascading over his buff farm boy body. Barry delayed in turning off the water. Pren looked so cute, like a water sprite.
When the water was turned off it awoke the boy and he blinked his corn flower blue eyes trying to figure where he was. "Oh shit, I musta fallen dead asleep from the nice feelin' of the warm water." He tried to get up but his legs seemed a little unsteady.
Barry leaned in. "Let me help you Pren. He grabbed his arm just at the smooth, strong muscle and the two brought the boy to his feet. He stood on the bath mat and Barry grabbed a towel and began drying the boy.
"I sure hate ta put you to trouble. Funny I'm weak like a baby." He leaned against Barry as he submitted to the drying. Barry felt it was an unexpected task but he wished it would never end. He dried the fine ass, he lifted the generous balls and cock and dried them, noticing that they filled out a bit. Then the strong hairless, muscled legs and finally he rubbed the boy's blond hair to partial dryness. He helped him on with a fluffy terry robe and held him around the waist as they came to the bed. He took off the robe and turned down the comforter. Prentice fell onto the bed and Barry covered him. Prentice's eyes were closed as he drifted off to sleep. Barry looked down at his pretty innocence and just stopped himself from kissing the sleepy cheek.
About two hours later Prof. Baxter returned. Barry gave him a warm kiss and handed him a chilled Martini he had just prepared. "How's the boy?"
"He's so cute. It's hard to stay profession, hard to keep my hands off him, hard....."
"I see, you are hard all the time. Did you give him the relaxant?"
"Yeah, I did, but he seemed to have a low tolerance for drugs, he went all limb and sleepy. He had his bath and has been sleeping for about two hours."
Just then they heard bare feet on the wooden stairs and a naked Prentice came into the room, rubbing his eyes. "I jes woke up. Hardly knew what happened. Cain't find my overalls to dress for dinner." He caught sight of Baxter. "Oh, `suse me. You must be Dr. Baxter." He held out his big farm boy hand and smiled widely. Baxter marveled at how natural he was being naked.
Barry said, "Your clothes are being washed and sterilized. But you can wear the hospital gown in the bathroom. It's a little on the short side and the back tends to open a lot but it's clean and comfortable."
Prentice thanked them and ran upstairs and in a moment came down trying to tie the strings behind him. Barry started to get up, but John held out a restraining hand. "Let me fix you up lad." He took the boy by the shoulders and turned him so he could get the strings over his nice prominent ass checks and with shaking fingers managed to tie the knots. Prentice turned and faced them, his tan smooth legs were shown to advance by the shortness of the gown.
"I guess I got my fundamentals covered some. No ladies cumming I hope, specially church ladies." He laughed delighted at his own "funnin."
"I've already got the steak cooking. Would you like another drink John? And how about some wine for you Prentice?"
John said yes. Prentice said he'd enjoy it. Barry got busy fixing them, but cut down on the dose for the wine. He did smiling to himself put a half dose of Viagra in the wine. "It's going to be fun when we do the physical exam this evening."
Dinner went very well. John was surprised at the intelligence of the boy, once you got past his rural accent and his lack of worldly knowledge. He was sharp.
After dinner they noticed that Prentice was beginning to get sleepy again. John whispered to Barry, "Did you dope him again."
Barry whispered back that it was a quarter dose. "He just has no tolerance. But this time I think he'll only dose a short time."
Prentice had slumped down on the couch and his head was resting on the back cushion. He had scrounged down and thereby causing his gown to slip up around his waist. His lower trunk was exposed. "Hey look John. He's got a big boner."
"You slipped in a little V, didn't you? This supposed to be a serious experiment not an orgy, but...."
"I know, but.....he looks very appealing."
The older scientist had to verify the condition of the boy. He came close to the couch. He turned and said over his shoulder "My gosh, his pretty prick is up hard and leaping. Do you think I ought to relieve him. It would be therapeudic, don't you think?"
"Maybe John, but that isn't what you are really thinking of. I can see from here that your cock is sticking up in your thin pants."
John's face showed the fight he was having been science and personal lust. Lust won out. He leaned down and sniffed the boy's cock. It had the warm, over the bath, delicious order. He snuck out his long tongue and tasted the tip. The cock shook and let out a tiny drop of pre cum which was so rich it's fragrance filled John's brain with over whelming desire. He took his hand and lifted the heavy cock. The boy stirred slightly and grunted. The cock lurched in his hand. He lifted it so it was vertical and slipped his lips over the head. His tongue was filled with more pre spunk. His head was spinning from the heavy delicious flavor. He allowed the shaft to enter his mouth and he swallowed and licked it. Pren's hips rose slightly and his lips pursed out in a kiss formation. Now John took the whole shaft down into his gullet and suckled it. Pren's eyes opened wide. He wasn't sure what was happening but it sure felt mighty good. His hips began a dance of thrust and parry. He was cooing with pleasure. Finally he woke up fully, cleared his throat several times and finally spoke. "Oh Mr. John, oh Johnny, you are makin' me feel so good. Is this part of the `speriment if so, I really like it. Can you do it harder, I think I gonna let out my milk pretty quick." He began a steady mouth fucking motion until his whole farm boy body locked and he screamed out that "It's cumming!" He began to shoot great quantities of sweet milk into the eager mouth of John, the scientist."
John sucked all there was to be had from the sperm fountain. He licked his lips in pleasure. "That was delicious you man child."
Prentice purred, "Yessir, that's what my brother says. I got good milk cause I eat real good farm milk and eggs and home made bread. I am sure glad you like it. Now I see you are real hard now. You are such a handsome man you gettin' me almost ready to give milk agin'." Do you want a farm boy milkin'?"
John groaned, "Oh yes, I'm hurting here. Do it."
Prentice chuckled. "I'm real good at this an' yur goin' to really like this."
He picked the doctor up and turned him over. He grabbed his ass and pulled it up in the air and got him on his knees and elbows. Then Prentice kneeled next to the arched body and licked his hands and then pulled John's dangling cock gently, changing hands rapidly. Soon John's mind clicked into overdrive. "It feels so fucking good I'm losing my mind. Hey Barry get under me and catch my spunk when it comes, I know you like it."
The farm boy was humming in pleasure at his good work. "That's it bossy ol' Pren is relieving you of yur milk and it feels so good don't it? Just a little more careful milkin' an' yur going deliver a pint of pure cream for me."
He kept up the stroking, getting gradually faster. Barry had he mouth wide open under John's hot penis waiting for the delivery of milk. Then it came. John shouted out, "You lovely farm boy, you've done it. I'm just about to.......cu mmmmmm." And his cock erupted and spilled hot sperm into Barry's waiting mouth. Barry swallowed and Prentice wanked. Soon it was over. Barry slipped out, swallow the load in his mouth and licking his lips.
When John had recovered he remembered the first of the three injections to had to give for the intelligence altering test. He led Prentice into the lab, sat him on the table, wiped his upper arm with alcohol and got the dose ready. "This will only hurt of second, then you will feel really good."
He pushed the needle in. Prentice said "Oooh loudly," then he grinned and laughed out loud. "Hey doc, you're right, this does make me pretty happy."
Barry whispered to John. "Did you notice, he seemed to drop his accent."
Prentice sat there, smiling and nodding. "I just can't remember feeling so good. I think I could so anything feeling like this."
"His accent is vanishing because he is absorbing the our speech," Barry musted.
Suddenly Prentice began to croon. "I'm getting a little sleepy again but I hate to sleep and miss these good powerful feelings. I think..............." He never finished as he slipped into a profound sleep. The men picked him up lovingly and carried him up to bed, covered him up, turned out the light and turned in themselves.
John and Barry shared a king size bed. Barry heard something just about dawn and sat up. He shook John. "Hey lover, I hear a noise downstairs. It could be our rural guest moving around in the study. Should I check?"
John shook his head to wake up. I better go with you in case there is trouble you know that injection is untried, maybe he could be violent. Downstairs they found Prentice sitting in a chair with his bare legs propped up on a coffee table. He had several books piled up on the end table and he was reading one as they entered. "Oh hi boys. You got quite a library here. I've been having a really good time going through these books on history, math and stuff. Some of them that I threw over there are just too babyish for me. Hey, how do you like the way I fixed my gown?"
They stared at him, several questions coming into their minds. The gown, oh yes, he tied it around his waist leaving his chest bare. John same over an looked over the books he was reading. "Eienstein?"
"Yes, he's a very clever guy. About this Time/Space theory. I think he made a slight error. Shall I tell you about it?"
They both nodded dumbly.
"He forgot density and velocity." He laughed with glee, as though he had told the greatest joke. "Oh yeah Johnnie, I'm feeling good but a little horny. Also regarding Barry's rump. It's been in my mind while I'm reading and studying. I got this picture of you two, on your bellies, backsides up in the air, waiting for me to fuck you and begging for me to leave the other one and the to fuck them. What do you say? Does that sound like something to do this morning to work up an appetite for breakfast?"
Dumbly they obeyed, side by side, asses in the cool air, assholes puckered and kissing the air. They wanted him.
Prentice leaned down, once they were in position and he licked the pulsing puckers. They moaned in pleasure. "Me, ,me." they pleaded. He laughed. Then without warning he plunged into John's hairy lean ass. John howled with surprise and a little pain. "Should I quit scientist?"
"No, no," begged John. "So it boy."
He then did the same cruel entry into Barry's young ass. Barry eyes teared with the shock and surprise of the entry. Prentice fucked him hard, skidding over his prostate cruelly until Barry screamed with passion and shame. Then he fucked John until he began mumbling gibberish in his passion.
"You guys ready to get off now, to soak your coffee table with your cum?"
They both cried out yeah. Prentice slapped their pretty asses until they reddened and then he quickly entered each of them. The ass he wasn't in got treatment from his cruel finger fucking. At last they began shooting like tamed bitches. Prentice laughed his head off at their disgrace. Finally they stopped shooting, recovering their breathing and getting up.
"It's time for your next injection," John said.
"I have no objection. Your injections are good, they broaden my world. Go ahead Doc."
John prepared the hypo. This time he added that hypnotic. This boy was too hard to handle without it.
"Brace yourself boy, here it comes."
Prentice jumped from the pain, then he felt the warm soothing effects of the drug taking over. He smiled blissfully. "Oh John, thank so much. That makes me real happy. I hope I wasn't too forceful before. I'll try to be nice and make it up to you." He was quiet a moment, enjoying the effects of the shot. "Shit I'm starving. Would you like me to make a big breakfast for you two?"
Prentice could really cook. Bacon, just right, poached eggs, jam, strong coffee made the ending just right.
After breakfast they sat around talking. Prentice was planning a six volume set of books on his philosophy. Then two novels and finally a critique of Einstein's theories.
John and Barry found their head was aching from all this intellect. When the boy left them for a minute to piss, Barry asked John is there was any way to reverse this experiment.
"Yes it can be done. It will require another shot. He seems willing to take it. Let's plan it for later today."
Prentice had gone through all the books in the house and was now in internet reading off the screen. This kept him busy all afternoon. As it was getting dark, John and Barry came into the study. "Got your smart shot Pren," said John. Prentice paid little attention, just put out his arm for the shot. John put the bandaid over the entry and they began making plans for the evening. Barry asked Prentice if he wanted a drink, he said no. He made their drinks and they sat enjoying them as they noticed Prentice turn off the computer.
"Ya know, this stuff is gettin' boring to me. There's nothin' `bout animal husbandry or crop rotation." He looked at the two across the room and smiled at them. "You fellas are sure goodlookin' Barry, you got that chin whisker. It makes me a little weak in the knees when I look at it. I kin feel it rubbin' on my belly as you suck me. An' John, yur hair ass is fuzzy and hot. I'm lucky to have you'all here to pleasure."
John got up, crossed the room. As he neared Prentice, Prentice's lips began to form a pucker. John leaned down and kissed him. They were both breathing hard from the intensity of the kiss. When John backed away, he stumbled and Barry caught him.
Barry saw that Prentice's eyes were closed and his lips were still pursed. He kissed him warmly. When he stood erect, his head was swimming and dizzy.
After awhile, Pren was the first to speak. "I guess I better git along back to the dorm and classes. If ever yur hankering for a milkin' call me."
When he left John said that the experiment was both a failure and a success. No question his intelligence increased markedly but his good nature evaporated. "What if we began with a nasty guy, he would then turn into a monster. "
"What about the Einstein stuff?"
"I think that was just his grandiosity. You don't think anyone would believe that Density stuff?"
"Well let's get us back to normal," Barry said. But as he put his arm on John's shoulder and walked up the stairs, he said, "I wonder if'n we may need a milkin' tonight."
End
I wish I could have been there when farm boy was sleepy.