There was a loud knock on the front door, which startled Eric and made him spill his forgotten cup of coffee he had been nursing for the last hour. There was a grin on Eric's face as he walked to the door, even though the pain of rejection from his parents was still stung. At least he and his brother continued to have a very close relationship and sometime just thinking about him got him through the hard times.
As Eric opened the door for the new first student; the memory of his first day at The Academy flashed through his mind. His father had given him no choice when he had come home with the great news of his letter of acceptance into the old Virginia college.
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"I don't care what you do! As long as you are not living hear!" Eric remembered his fathers words like they were spoken yesterday. They still wake him at night as his father occasionally crept into his dreams.
"But Dad I got a full scholarship" Eric said trying to make his Dad understand how hard he had worked to get this.
"I know how you got that, you can't fool me, or God! Go where you have to go, just don't come back here! Your mother can't handle the sight of you and I don't particularly like it either." And with that he left the room, and Eric hadn't seen him since. His brother, Ryan was the only family member to attend his graduation.
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Soon the tranquillity of the morning gave way to the familiar sounds of the students moving into their new dorm for the next 9 months. Taylor was the first to arrive but soon after the house was filled with the noise of the guys dueling stereos and the excitement of everyone trying to talk at once.
It was what Eric had been waiting months to hear. He loved all his dorm students, since each and every one of his were hand picked. And Eric was very confident that the three new men he had met last spring would fit in and get aquatinted with the routine quickly.
Brent, Taylor, and Brooks would be rooming together for the first 6 weeks in Seaton Hall. It has been a tradition for decades, that all incoming freshman room together for their initial introduction into Seaton Hall. Eric knew the boys would acclimate quickly fit, he could spot a candidate for Seaton Hall from 500 yards away. Which is exactly how Taylor came to be here today.
Taylor
It was a beautiful day in Virginia last spring, there wasn't a cloud in the sky above the quad. Students were littered everywhere getting sun while talking or studying for their up coming finals. Eric was leaving his office in the aquatic center, where he had been mulling over the meager new recruit roster for the next years swim team. He had lost 4 of his best swimmers in last years senior class.
That's when he fist laid eyes on the most beautiful dark hared boy, walking his way through the quad. Eric knew he must have been a visiting high school senior, they were everywhere these past few days.
"Excuse me." Eric called trying to catch up the boy and his what looked to be his mother. "Are you considering The Academy for next year?" Eric said with a sparkle in his eye.
"Why, yes we are. This is my youngest boy; Taylor" His mother beamed. "He received a full academic scholarship from this fine college"
"Hi, I'm Taylor Collins, it's a pleasure to meet you" This young man said as he politely extended his hand to greet Eric.
It was immediately apparent to Eric that this boy was a possible Seaton Hall candidate. Eric had always had first and final say of the freshman who would be "'Seaton Hall Men'. That's why he instantly invited them both to tour the oldest building on campus.
As Eric walked them through Seaton Hall and around the campus on a personal tour He answer all their questions as well as asking a few of his own. This gave Eric the information he needed get a better feel for this possible new member of Seaton Hall, and more important a contender for next years swim team.
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Taylor was just 17, the day he visited "The Academy" for the first time. His was one of 5 boys that help his family run their large live stock farm in central Vermont. He had always been the dreamer of the family, wanting much more out of his life than to feed and milk cows. His brothers always made fun of his constant talk of leaving the farm for the big city and better things that life had to offer.
He talked and dressed differently then any of his brothers or for that matter any of the other kids in his school. As everyone in his class were wearing overalls and jeans, Taylor like to wear khaki pants and button down oxfords His nick name since the 3rd grade was 'Preppy'. But what they all didn't realize was that Taylor had secret thoughts, desires, and especially plans.
As Taylor's forged his way through puberty he struggled with his dreams and yearnings. Even in his own family, he felt out of place, and he was always treated differently from his brothers. His parents knew pretty early on that their youngest boy was different from their other children. But they were okay with him, because he was different, and wanted different things in his life.
Taylor's detachment from the family began in earnest the summer he turned 14. After the boys regular morning chores, they always went down to the swimming pond to swim before lunch and there afternoon chores.
Taylor always loved the time away from school, all he had to worry about were his chores around the farm. He could forget about the self inflected challenges to be the best at school, at home, and whatever task he took on, which he had always accomplished. Award after award for academic excellence littered the walls of his room. He studied every free moment he could, which was why he was the only boy in the family to have his own room, his parents thought he earned it for his hard work
This particular day the boys were once again heading down to the pond together, striping naked and jumping in the water for their morning swim. Horse play and ruff housing were always on the agenda. Even Taylor took part in this ritual, even though he was the youngest, he could hold his own with his older brothers.
It all began when Taylor started to undress, unlike his brothers, he would stand by the pond and remove his close slowly, folding each piece neatly and laying them next the shade tree. He was always the last to get to get in, as was the case that August morning.
No one was paying particular attention to him as he bent over to remove his shoes, but when he stood and dropped his chore overalls, it seemed that everyone was watching.
"Hey everyone, look at Taylor! He's a commando boy" His brother roared.
All the boys turned and looked at him as he stood there naked, with his jeans around his ankles. They all laughed and joked as he stepped out of them, folded them and jumped into the pond. All the boys quickly jumped on him and began to fight and wrestle as usual.
But soon the mood changed, Taylor couldn't explain why it had happened, but he certainly understood the repercussions. He was wrestling with his older brother, and as he began to gain control, he got behind him trying to dunk him he grabbed him around his neck. Maybe it was the warm water or maybe it was just the excitement of it all, but Taylor had no power over it at all. It had happened, and he never would be able to live it down.
When his brother felt Taylor's hard-on pressing up against his naked back he started screaming frantically and broke away from his grip.
"You faggot, get way from me" His brother scream so loud that everyone stopped and turned towards their two brothers.
"You've got a fucking hard on!" Taylor said nothing, he was so embarrassed and didn't know what to do.
"What the hell is wrong with you? Get the fuck away from me!" His brother yelled as Taylor moved quickly to get out of the water..
Every one started laughing and making fag jokes, as Taylor he grabbed his cloths and ran towards the house. He had no idea why it had happened, all he knew was that being naked around another man always seemed to aroused his cock. This wasn't the first time that these thought had made Taylor's cock get hard. But it was the first time that his body reacted to the actual touch of another man.
Lately Taylor's dreams had been filled with sex and lust with men, never did a woman enter his dreams sexually. Now almost every night he would wake up, his underwear and sheets soaked with cum after an erotic wet dream. The pain of his puberty enhanced dick that was so hard and twisted inside his cum soaked underwear was so uncomfortable that he could no longer sleep. So he started sleeping nude, which didn't stop his wet dreams, but his hard dick was free to grow and spew without limitation.
Soon he had stopped wearing those tight 'Fruit of the Loom' hand-me-down underwear all together. His dick was getting to big for them any way, and it felt cool to just let his nuts hang free, he could now play with them anytime he got the urge.
The next summer, when Taylor had turned 15, was when he actually figured out that he didn't belong on a farm or even in Vermont. And coming to the realization that his life was suppose to be somewhere else, he started planning his escape route in earnest. And the only tool he had to work with, was his brain.
If he were to get away from this life, he would have to do it on his own. No one was gong to help him, especially his parents, although understanding of his needs, they had always planned to divide the farm up in 5 parts for their boys. They had even gone as far as to let them pick out the section where they want to build there own house.
As his secret plans started to build in his mind, Taylor knew that he parents could help him, he would have to receive a full scholarship to college far away. That's when he began studying college pamphlets and prerequisites at the local library. And that's when he met Mark, a senior in a rural high school about 10 miles away. They had so much in common, but the main thing was their desire to get the hell out of Vermont. Not that they didn't like it, it just wasn't enough for either of them.
Now every day after his chores, Taylor would get on his bike and meet Mark at the library or if it was a nice day they would just ride there bikes around the dirt roads. Taylor soon began to feel that he was not alone in his world. Mark had become a good friend, and now Taylor's wet dreams were induced by Mark.
His body grew daily, puberty and hormones were doing great things to him and his looks. The most prominent of his changes was cock and ball sack. His dick continued to grow and at last measure Taylor was surprised to stretch it all the way out to 6 inches soft and almost 9 inches when fully hard.
Of course Taylor had been beating off for years, working his cock until it would erupted with cum and almost fill the white sock that he kept under his mattress and used to catch his white gooey liquid.
Then one night he woke up from a dream about Mark, he was soaked, but his cock was still hard, and his heart was beating rapidly. Quickly he tossed off his covers and sat up on the side of his bed. He grabbed his hard wet cock and stroked it swiftly while the fantasy of Mark fucking him was still fresh on his mind.
With seconds he felt the familiar sensation of his balls tightening, and his cock swelling. Knowing that he was about to blow his load, Taylor reached for his sock, but it he couldn't find it fast enough, his sperm was already flooding though his body getting ready to burst forth.
Realizing the mess he was about to make of himself , and certainly the floor, he quickly bent down and engulfed the head of his cock with his mouth and hungrily swallowed every cum his cock was spewing into his mouth.
Mark and Taylor spent almost every day together that summer, both realizing that they had found some one who understood their dreams and wouldn't make fun of them whatever their dreams and desires. They had found a secluded place where they would sit for hours and just talk about their escape and future plans. Taylor never told Mark about his sexual desires and wet dreams he had about him, not wanting to jeopardize the friendship he had finally found. But it was getting harder and harder for Taylor to hide his feeling.
It was a hot July day when Taylor finally lost his virginity to Mark. Both boys were out on one of their many bike rides, which that day took them deep into the Vermont woods. As they made their way through the trees, they came upon a clearing and a small pond. Both hot and sweaty they looked toward the water with the same thought in mind.
They both jumped off their bikes and quickly removed their cloths. As Taylor bent down to remove his pants he couldn't help glancing over at Mark. What he saw was that Mark was also watching him, as he got naked. Standing there in just his jeans, Taylor's cock stirred. So as quickly as he could, Taylor moved his jeans, hoping that his cock would stay soft until he could get in the water.
Quickly, Taylor threw his jeans on the ground and ran naked towards the pond. He dove in and emerged wet and refreshed. He turned towards Mark who was still standing by the trees in his underwear. Taylor could see Mark's cock was bulging, and if Mark could have seen Taylor's cock, he would see it was stiff against his stomach.
"Come in, the water is great" Taylor shouted to his friend.
"I'm not sure I want to get wet, I hate riding my bike with soggy cloths!" Mark said with a hint of expectation in his tone.
"Take your underwear off and swim naked, don't worry I won't look.!" Taylor without turning around, but under his breath he muttered 'unless you want me to'.
"What?"
"Nothing, just get in here you pansy ass, the water is great." Taylor said hoping to convince Mark to remove the only thing that was hiding his fantasy cock of the past two months.
It worked! Mark slowly slipped his thumbs into the sides of his tight white underwear and finally revealed the manhood that made Taylor gasp with excitement.
"God what the hell is that thing, it looks like a weapon?" Taylor said jokingly.
Mark just smiled and ran towards the water and did a cannon ball landing right next to Taylor. As soon as his head from the water Taylor jumped on him and began to wrestle like he used to do with his brothers. But Mark was definitely a contender, he was strong and they both tried to manipulate each other to victory.
Taylor cock was growing rapidly as he very excited and horny, but he didn't let it stop his fun. He continued to wrestle hoping to gain the upper hand. Soon Taylor found himself behind Mark with his body crushed against his back, and it was also now evident to Mark, that Taylor was quite aroused.
Realizing his friend had felt his hard cock against his back, Taylor quickly pushed himself away and swam in the other direction. Mark quickly followed after him, grabbing him from behind and pulling him close. That's when Taylor felt Marks hard cock as it rose in-between his legs and began to push up against Taylor's tight balls.
Mark's hands slowly moved down Taylor's ripped body to find the hard cock he had been think about for the last year. Taking hold of Taylor's cock, Mark began to kiss his neck, when Taylor turned, searching for Marks mouth. They met and lost them self's in their first kiss that took them both to a new plateau in there short sexual life's.
Soon they were on the banks of the pond hungrily exploring each others young hard bodies. They couldn't get enough, whether they were sucking each others hard cocks, or just probing each others body with their tongues, they were lost in their lust for each other. Orgasms came frequently for the two boys, as they continued to fondle, suck and explore one another hard cocks and tight bodies.
Taylor relished the taste of his friends cum, it was sweater and less bitter than his own. Mark also eagerly accepted all of Taylor's orgasms. Each one filling his mouth allowing him to savor the sweat flavor of his friends sperm.
Mark was the first to penetrate Taylor's ass with his hard cock. Spit was used to lube his virgin ass hole, but fuck they did. When Mark came, Taylor would top him, and fucked his ass until he filled it with his own wet seed. When they were both sucked and fucked dry, Taylor rested his head on Marks stomach and looked up at his friend.
"I have dreamed about this for months, but I never knew it would be this fucking hot" Taylor admitted to Mark.
"You are the best friend I have, I always thought that I was alone and wrong with my feelings, until I met you. You let me know right off that I was a friend and that made me feel great, thank you" Mark said as he bent down and kissed Taylor on his lips, which quickly parted, allowing Marks tongues to tangle with Taylor's, which quickly aroused them both once again.
They continued there sexual affair for over a year until Mark had to move when after his Father passed away. Taylor 's heart was broken, and the worst part was there was no one he could talk to about it. His mother realized that something was amiss but what could he tell her. His boyfriend that he had truly come to love had moved away?
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Eric could almost read it in his eyes that first day in the quad. And by the time the tour of
Seaton Hall was completed he knew that Taylor would be a perfect fit for his house at The
Academy.