This story is pure fiction. To my knowledge, no place like Mount Storm School exists. This story may not be sold or posted anywhere without permission from the author. If you do not like homoerotic fiction don't read this and besides, what are you doing here? All disclaimers appy, but you knew that right?
I hope you laugh, cry and learn to like, even love some of the guys in the story, I know I did as I wrote the story for you.
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--------------------------------- Mount Storm Chapter Two
I urge you all to read chapter one first.
The boys sat stunned, nothing had prepared them for what had happened in the past hour. Many, even the boys who played at being tough were scared and showed the fear in their eyes for all to see. Some we openly sobbing and shaking with fear, a few were openly praying.
Hollings cast a careful eye over the room, looking to see if any of the boys showed signs of giving way to panic, he and several others were ready to deal with the situation. He knew that would be a setback in the program for the boys involved, all of them in the room not just those who lost control. A small setback for the staff and boys involved but it would mean many days or weeks of work for him and others. The goal was to shock the boys, forcing them out of the patterns of behaviour that brought them to him. He wanted them close to panic but not to cross the line into panic. Now was the time to change the pace, to get them settled in and comfortable in their new home.
"Guys, all of you had days of tests before you got on the bus to come here, and we have learned a lot about you. Based on that information we have picked a student here as your friend to help get you settled in, answer your questions, and show you around our campus. Please sit quietly until your name is called, then stand up and your new friend will find you and lead you out of the room to the next part of your orientation period."
At this point, the door opened and boys of all sizes and colours entered the room, they were all naked of course and hairless except for the tops of their heads and that was a short buzz cut. Like the guys whom the newcomers saw before, they were lean and well muscled and walked with the grace of athletes or trained dancers. They glowed with good health and all wore the same bracelets as the newcomers now wore, they walked into a loose circle surrounding the new boys. Then in a clear confident voice began to call out names. The new boy's named were called and they raised there hands, this time with no problems. The mentors, the role they would have with the new boys, walked up to his boy and offered his hand to shake along with a bright open smile. As the new pairs are formed, they walked together out the door.
Joshua Snowden one of the new boys, paired with Jeremy Nordstrom who took the lead, walked through the door, down a short corridor, and into a large room filled with comfortable looking armchairs in pairs close together. On one side of the room, there stood a couple of what looked like vending machines. Soft music with an oriental sound but with a gentle rock beat background filled the room. Jeremy led Joshua to a pair of the chairs, took one, and motioned to Joshua to take the other.
"Joshua, or do you prefer Josh? You can call me Jer" Smiling softly he added, "I need something to drink, want to join me at the machines? It will give you a chance to use your bracelet for the first time."
"Yea I like Josh, Jer, how long have you been here?"
"About 8 months and I know how scared you are right now man, but try to relax a little, it has not killed me and it won't kill you. My first day here I was scared shitless, hell the first couple of weeks. Now I know it was the best thing that ever happened to me ending up here. They push you hard here, very hard. However, never more than you can take, they push us all the same way to do things and learn stuff I was sure I could never do, but I did and so will you. I am happy here, more happy than I have ever been in my past life. I was real fucked up when I got here, now I never want to leave this place but I know in time I will be ready to leave or I might stay and work here, who knows? But one thing I do know, I will be ready for anything."
The boys walked up to the machine and Jer waved his right arm with the bracelet in front of a panel on the machine and buttons lighted up. He pushed one of the lighted buttons, a door opened, and there was a carton of orange juice. Jer took the carton and turned to Josh.
"Wave your bracelet in front of that panel, and the machine will know it's you and light the buttons for the drinks you can have. Pick one and lets go back and chill, I know you have a million questions and the ones I can't answer now, I will find the answers for you later and have them next time we meet."
"Man Jer your right I am scared, but you look so cool and happy now and man you got a great looking body, I wish I looked like you. I am skinny and weak; everybody picks on me, and calls me a fag, a sissy and shit, I HATE IT, my life in school was hell. My mom is no help; even if she cared about me, she would not know how to help me"
Jer saw the deep pain in Josh's eyes, he knew that pain well, and 8 months ago, he had carried that same pain in his own eyes. His heart almost broke watching Josh suffer and wanted to hug him tight and take his pain away but he knew it would not work. Josh would have to deal with his pain and work past the pain just as he had done. There was no easy way. The boys returned to the comfortable chairs and Jer looked at Josh expectantly and waited for his questions.
"Jer, why do we have to be naked all the time, I hate people seeing my skinny body?"
"Josh, I wondered the same thing at first, and I found out there were many reasons not just one. First, is a complete break with the outside world, people out there wearing clothes? Second, because it makes us all the same, naked and no body hair patterns to make us look different. Third, it makes it hard to hide, your naked for all to see you, it is tough to hide something going on inside you when you are naked. They could give us uniforms I guess, they are all the same but that is too much like the army or like jail for me. At first I was embarrassed and the first time I got a hard on for everybody to see I wanted to run somewhere and hide. A couple of the guys I came in with pointed and laughed but the ones who have been here a while checked me out for a second and that was that, no big deal. In a few days, I got used to being nude, it was comfortable, I felt free and this place is warm, you never get cold in the complex. Now I hate getting dressed to go somewhere, even the hikes and skiing, I feel all smothered and the clothes bind my freedom of movement. I bet they have other reasons to but that's enough for me, besides I like it and the other guys do too."
"Ok man if you can handle it, I guess I can, but the first time I bone up in front of everybody I will want to hide just like you, besides I ain't all that big in the cock department."
Jer laughed and said, "Hey man from what I saw when I checked you out, your bigger than lots of others and smaller than some, about average I think; besides I bet your tool works just fine".
Josh blushed then giggled, "Yea it works, and it has a mind of its own sometimes. I checked you out too and any time you want to trade let me know, that thing looks deadly."
Jer punched Josh lightly on the arm and said "hey, no deal man, I had this dick all my life, we are damn good friends, I know what he likes and he knows what I like, it would be a bitch breaking in a new one. Shit man, I bet I would piss all over myself until I got used to a new dick."
Both boys doubled over and laughed so hard they had tears in their eyes. All the others looked at them and the tension, that a moment before was so thick it could be cut with a knife was gone. You could see in the body posture of the new boys they had started to relax. The tension and anxiety was gone for the moment at least, but a major step is taken and one more hurdle was jumped and left behind.
After the boys had calmed down from their laughing fit, Josh asked about the bracelet on his wrist, by this time he had almost forgotten he had one on. "I know it makes sure we eat and drink the right stuff but what else does it do?
"Many things, I bet some stuff I do not know about yet. It opens locked doors that it is ok for you to open. It helps you find your way around here at first, it buzzes a little if you go the wrong way to get were your supposed to be going, A couple of months ago some guys tried to make a break out of here, there are no fences, no barbed wire this is not a prison, it looked easy. Sure, they were naked but it was summer, no problem or so they thought. I found out later that when they moved off the campus the bracelet made a loud buzz and even started to shake their arms. They started running and got a little further away and the bracelet got hot, and the next thing they knew they were back in the intake area. It must have knocked them out somehow and led the staff to them and they carried them back. I think it monitors your body, your state of health. I saw this guy get sick in class and he asked to go to the clinic. He walked to the door and stumbled and grabbed a desk, the guys close to him jumped up to help him and seconds later the door opened and the doctor and his student aid came in and took over. How did they know he was sick and needed help so fast? I found out later a bee stung the guy as he was eating his lunch at the outdoor pavilion. He could have died if they had not got to him so fast. He is allergic to the poison in the bee venom as was going into shock. He has a little necklace now with a needle of anti venom he can use if it happens again. Well Josh, if you don't have any more questions that cannot wait, lets head down to the dorm and I will show you the bunk that is yours while you are in intake. I will sleep next to you in the dorm until you are out of intake. Any problems and I am right there to help. The guy who monitored me when I came in and I are still close friends and I hope you and I will be the same. By then its dinner time and the food is great, we eat like kings."
"Ok Jer lets go, I am all questioned out right now but I bet I think of a zillion more before long. Hey man thanks, without you're helping me I would be a wreck by now, you're the greatest."
"You are welcome dude, now it is my turn to help you just as I was helped at first. One day it will be your turn to pass it on to the next guy. This place grows on you, you will want to help others and they will want to help you, I don't know how they make it work like that but they do. This is dorm 2, 10 guys in here 5 newbies and 5 monitors, over here are our bunks pick one and try it out. One thing is for sure they don't spare the bucks on us, best mattress I ever slept on that's for sure"
Josh lay back on the unmade bed and was surprised at how comfortable it was, it seamed to mould to his body, he relaxed and felt the tension of the day drain from his body.
Jer poked Josh in the ribs, "hey don't pass out on me now buddy, we got time for a shower before dinner, and you think the bed is great, wait till you get a load of this shower room, its awesome". Jer led Josh to a door at the end of the room and entered a toilet area, 5 urinals on a tile wall and 5 toilet stalls with doors. He opened another door and entered the shower room. It was no ordinary shower room; there are 10 stations, each with a row of 4 showerheads on the wall and a hand held spray on a hook. Dispensaries in racks are within easy reach. By the door disposable body sponges waited for them on a rack. Josh took in the luxury evident and the great care taken to the smallest detail, this was sure no rough it boot camp setup. Jer told Josh to pick a pair of stations and he went to a pair in the middle.
"Ok Josh get us both a sponge and I will show you how it works, the water is temperature controlled, I think its perfect the way it's set but if you like it hotter or colder you can program your station to give you just what you want. Push the button under the dispensers and lets get clean, the blue one is shampoo, the yellow one is body wash and the blue one is a rinse agent with a mild deodorant. You can take care of that body hair now or do it in the morning, do it now and I will have time to help you the first time."
"Ok Jer lets do it now, I don't have much, should be easy"
"Open the bag, the red cloth is for your pubes, the blue one is for the rest of your body. Hand me the blue one and I will do the back of your legs and your butt while you do your pubes, when we are finished, there is a timer by the door, push the button, and when it goes off, rinse the stuff and the hair off." Jer took the blue cloth and rubbed it over Josh's little bubble butt, "bend over Josh" and Jer parted the cheeks and rubbed the crack reaching under Josh and putting the lotion on to the back of Josh's balls. Then he ran the cloth up and down the back of both legs. "Finished with the pubes then turn around and I will do the front" Jer dropped to his knees and as Josh turned around his 6 ½ inch, iron hard dick was pointing straight to the ceiling just a half inch from Jer's face. Jer tapped the cock gently with the back of his hand, looked up at a blushing Josh and said "yea man your right, your cock is in perfect working order, and look man your hard on is catching." He pointed to his own cock; it was more than half-hard and rising with every beat of his heart. Jer is cut and as it quickly matched Josh's hardness, it stuck straight out with a slight upward bend. A perfect, deep red mushroom head capped a thick 8-inch shaft. It was a perfect example of a virile teenage penis. Jer ignored his throbbing cock as he used the cloth on Josh's thighs and lower legs. He took the red cloth from Josh's trembling hand and walked over to the door, dropped the clothes into a bin and pushed the button on the timer. Jer walked back to Josh his bobbing cock leading the way. Josh was spell bound; it was the first hard cock he had ever seen besides his own. Jer smiled as Josh stared at his cock, pushed the button on his shower station and began his own shower. Just as he was finished, the timer buzzed. He reached past Josh and pushed the button on his shower. As the warm water hit Josh, he came out of his trance and watched as his pubes and leg hair washed off his body and down the drain. Jer picked up the showerhead on the hose, turned Josh, and washed the hair off his butt. He then pushed Josh's head down and as he bent over, his butt crack opened to his view. Jer ran his hand up and down Josh's crack and up to the back of his balls to rinse off the last hair. Each time his fingers brushed over Josh's virgin rose bud, his body shivered and a low moan escaped his lips. Just as Jer finished, Josh's body shook and a powerful jet of cum rocketed out of his cock lips and flew out into the middle of the room, spasm after spasm rocked Josh's body as jet after jet followed the first, ending in several dribbles. Josh's knees buckled and Jer moved quickly holding Josh as he recovered from the most powerful orgasm of his young life.
"Josh, how long as it been since you got off? That was the most awesome cum show I have ever seen. I cannot wait to see what happens after you been on your program a couple months. Your special food, exercise, and getting your head screwed on right will make you the man, a monster. You said I have a great body and yea I am proud of my body, I worked hard to get it this way and I am far from finished, wait till you see some of the guys who been here for years. They are not all pumped up on chemicals freaks, they are in super good shape from good food, clean air and a program tailor made for each guys body type."
Josh looked at Jer with fear in his eyes. "Jer um do you think, I mean could I be um, you know like gay, a fag? I never looked at guys before and I sure never was turned on and cum like that with a guy before. It scares me man, people hate fags, they call them names, beat them up, even kill them. I don't want to be gay."
"Gay samay, nobody here cares one way or the other. The outside world is what is fucked, not you. I thought I was straight till I got here because that's what I thought I had to be to fit in, now I know that's bull shit. I am what I am and if you do not like it, fuck you, I am me, get over it. If it means anything to you I am bisexual, and I know most healthy men and women would be the same way if the fucked up world we grew up in would let us. What is in a persons head and heart is what really counts, not what is between their legs. Josh, I don't care if your gay and nobody else here will care. Just be you, the real you, that is why you are here with me man, to find the real Josh. I am betting the bank that the real Josh is one hell of a great guy, gay, bi or straight. Lets finish up here and hit the dinning hall, I bet after that wad you shot you need all the food you can get to build up for the next one."
As Josh and Jer had been talking, the shower room had filled; it was busy with one guy showing the other how it all worked. He looked to see if anyone else had a boner, he saw several and right away felt better about himself. The boys took big soft towels from a stack at the door and dried of at their bunks. They dropped the damp towels in a large laundry basket at the door and headed for the chow hall.
Hi guys, thanks for reading this long chapter, I hope you enjoyed reading as much as I enjoyed writing it for you. Thanks again to the guys who sent emails after the first chapter. Your kind words made me want to finish chapter 2 for all of you to read. I know, I screwed up on the email address at the bottom of chapter one. I wrote yahoo.com, it should have been yahoo.ca, me bad. Write me a quick note, if you liked the story or not, it all helps to make the next chapter better. This is my first story on Nifty or anywhere else so hang with me guys, with your kind help we can make Mount Storm better and better.
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