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Personal Story Part 2 (Real,High School, Mast, Docking)

After that first time with Joe we both knew we would always have this close 
secret bond. We were both young, especially me, and our hormones were 
boiling over. Looking back on how often Joe and I would cum in one day makes 
me wonder how we had time for anything else.

We became very close, very quickly. At night we would often re-pledge our 
secret to each other. We both knew if we were ever discovered by one of the 
senior cadets, or even one of our other friends we would be badly beaten. 
Boy to boy sex was a big no-no at Valley Forge. Though, that first year we 
often would hear of someone who was caught with another guys cock in his 
hand or mouth. They would normally be expelled in shame. Joe and I knew 
everyone there must be jerking off in their cots at night. Everyone was at 
that age that beating the meat was the last thing ya did at night and the 
first thing ya did the next day. Even though this was a common thing it was 
all kept under the rug. No one admitted to anything.

I was having problems faking my orgasms to make Joe think I was not the 
virgin I knew he thought I was. Whenever we would have a mutual jerk off I 
would stop Joe as though I wanted to make sure I had my "cum rag" ready. 
When I would fake my orgasm I would quickly cover my cockhead with the rag 
as though I was catching my load. Sometimes I even forced a little piss out 
to make the rag appear to get wet. This went on through most of our first 
year together. I did not experience ejaculation until just before the years 
end.

I had become obsessed with jerking off Joe. I would often "do" him and say, 
"Don't worry about me , I'll cum later." As time passed I was making Joe cum 
4 or 5 times every day. He was a very happy roommate. I loved the feeling of 
Joe's uncut cock. I liked to stroke him very slowly and watch as precum 
would accumulate under his foreskin and make the head glisten as it appeared 
and disappeared from his ample foreskin. It seemed as though Joe's cock grew 
significantly that year. By years end we measured him at a little over 6 ½ 
inches. I was a little larger too but still smaller than Joe.

Joe especially liked me to jerk him off with hand cream. He would blow his 
load almost immediately when I used that stuff. I liked it too, but just 
never seemed to get more than a good feeling out of Joe's manipulations.

One thing that became a central issue for Joe and I was cum. We both craved 
seeing it shoot out of Joes cock. His loads were always large unless he had 
cum several times in close succession. I remember Joe's cum becoming 
extremely thick if he shot a couple times within an hour. Sometimes it 
almost looked like Tapioca Pudding. I never touched Joe's cum unless it 
happened to dribble down onto my hand. When it did I would quickly grab a 
towel. I didn't want Joe thinking anything strange about me. In truth I 
found I loved the smell. When Joe would shoot all over his belly the aroma 
was strong and I would often "accidentally" lean over close to enjoy the 
treat.

Joe and I found ourselves in hot situations all over the school grounds. I 
remember one place that always spawned a session was at the gym. Friday 
nights were free for us to go to the gym or pool or the post soda shop. Joe 
and I would often jog down to the gym early, in hopes of having it to 
ourselves for a while before the after dinner crowd showed up. We would put 
on our gym clothes, which was a sleeveless t-shirt and loose gym shorts and 
sneaks. We'd work out on the equipment for a while until we were sure we 
were alone. As soon as we determined we had our privacy, we would start to 
wrestle on the mats or on the trampoline. Almost immediately our grips would 
include each other cocks. It wouldn't take long for us both to be sporting 
rock hard boners. When we couldn't stand it anymore we would go into one of 
the remote bathrooms and I would quickly have Joe shooting his load all over 
the stall door. I believe now that Joe was totally wise to my secret. I 
think he went along with it to spare my feelings and also get more hand 
jobs.

At night in the barracks we would have a study period. This meant we had to 
each sit at our desks and study for 3 hours from 7 to 10 PM. We studied at 
our desks, sort of back to back. Each at his desk, on opposing corners of 
the room. We were not allowed to leave our seats except for bathroom duties, 
and proctors would roam from barracks to barracks to answer general 
questions about homework and studies. Three hours was always more time than 
we normally needed so it wasn't unusual for Joe to have a quick jerk off 
under his desk. I would always be aware when Joe started bouncing on that 
chair of his. He eventually had to scrape a thick coating of dried cum off 
of the bottom of his desk for fear of it being discovered during one of the 
many room inspections. If I timed it right I could scoot back on my chair 
and watch as Joe shot his load all over his lap and desk.

About a month before school break Joe and I were bored with nothing to do 
during study period. When study period was in session our door had to remain 
open. This made it easy for a proctor to walk by and see if you needed 
assistance. Most of the time you could hear the proctors approach, as he 
spoke with other cadets on his way down the hall. Also the tile floor made 
for loud footsteps. All this detection was a necessity if you were going to 
be doing anything other than study, especially having cock play. I will 
always remember one night with Joe during study hall……it is like it was only 
a few days ago.

As I said, Joe and I were bored and horse playing while keeping a close 
watch on the hallway. If you were caught doing anything, let alone jerking 
off, you ended up walking punishment tours to work off demerits. Tours meant 
a minimum of an hour marching back and forth across a parade field in full 
dress with a rifle, sometimes held over your head. Long tours for more 
serious offenses were three hours on Saturdays in the heat of the day or 
cold of the night. Obviously we avoided getting tours like the plague. That 
night Joe had begun playing with himself while looking at a pornographic 
comic of Popeye fucking Olive Oil. They were called seven pagers back then 
and were done with various cartoon characters.  At our age they were very 
erotic and caused many loads to fly, I am sure.  Joe gave me one of the 
comics…..Superman with a monstrous cock being sucked by Lois Lane while 
Jimmy Olsen corn holed her. It really turned me on. Joe slid back to my desk 
and had me stretch my legs out toward him. He said, "It's your turn to be 
first tonight…..just keep reading." With that said, he grasped my rigid cock 
and started to stroke me. I never paid much attention when Joe played with 
me since I didn't know what to expect concerning orgasm. As I ogled the 
comic, Joe coated his hand with spit and started to twist and stroke my 
cock. It felt especially good and I stopped reading the comic to watch Joe's 
manipulations. Slowly I noticed the feeling become stronger. It really felt 
good and as Joe was firmly stroking me, he watched my face. I wasn't aware 
of what was happening……this was different than many other times, the feeling 
continued to intensify. At some point I closed my eyes and leaned back and 
muttered,  "mmmmm faster Joe , faster." All of a sudden the world exploded 
in my brain. I looked down and saw my cock start to spurt jet after jet of 
white creamy cum!!!! I was mesmerized. The feeling was so intense my asshole 
cramped up and I continued to spurt for what seemed like several minutes. In 
reality it was only 20 or 30 seconds of cumming, but the amount I shot was 
truly amazing. It was my first cum……..Wow, was I happy. Joe was swatting cum 
off of his hand and arm and I had pools of it in my lap and on the floor 
before me. Joe said, "Damn, you cum too much….what the fuck!!!" I was still 
a little stunned but started to wipe up some of the thick cum. At this very 
moment we heard the proctor!! I was frantic. I grabbed my bath towel and 
quickly wiped what I could off the floor and scooted back to my desk. I 
pushed myself as far under the desk as possible since I still had a stiff 
cock and pools of cum in my lap, all over my pajama bottoms. I was wearing 
dark blue cotton bottoms so the white cum stood out like a beacon.

As I turned to stare down at my notebook the proctor came to the door. He 
didn't fully come into the room, but did step in a few feet to ask if we 
needed any questions answered. Red faced and still a little shaky, I looked 
up and muttered, "No Sir, we're fine…….. I think I heard someone looking for 
you down a few doors though." The proctor stood there for what seemed like 
minutes and sorta grinned at me and just tipped his hat and said, "Ok then, 
you watch yourself now." He was grinning ear to ear, which was not normal 
for proctors. After he left I started to clean up in earnest before anyone 
else appeared. I realized to my horror……the entire room had a strong Clorox 
odor that was unmistakable if you were familiar with cum! I was sure that 
proctor knew what was going on but I guess it was my lucky night, with a, 
shall we say, "Hip" proctor that took pity on a kid caught jerking off. That 
proctor was our French Instructor. It turned out later that he was fired for 
drinking on the job, so maybe that night he was a little looped and let me 
slip by, (if you pardon the pun!)

This was a new world for me from the very beginning. Even that night, I 
started experimenting and ended up shooting two more loads as Joe watched 
with glee. We were cum buddies now…….I was a fanatic masturbator from day 
one. Being only, just turned 14 by then, I had the stamina of a stallion. I 
found I could jerk off 7, 8, even 10 times a day at first. After the first 
few weeks, though, I slowed down a little because my cock was becoming sore 
from the constant stroking. Joe and I began to mutually jerk off and try 
timing our orgasms together. We got so good at it we could almost squirt in 
unison.

Joe and I had never even approached the subjects of fucking or sucking. That 
was too "Queer" for us at that time in our lives. No one ever got away with 
doing that if caught. It normally meant a beating at point of discovery then 
a humiliating cadet trial and dismissal from school. Parents were made to 
come and walk the unlucky ones out through a line of shame. It wasn't 
something you ever wanted to have happen.

Joe and I were very happy with our new found connection but as anything 
goes, we were becoming bored with the same thing over and over. One night, 
only a few days before we went home for the summer, we discovered a new 
activity. Joe had purchased a pornographic magazine in Philadelphia from an 
obviously gay guy on the street. It was all we could do to get away from 
that guy. He offered us money to let him suck our young cocks together. He 
followed us for blocks, but Joe and I were just not ready for that, and 
managed to elude the guy. In retrospect we should have taken the guy up on 
his offer. He wasn't too old and was dressed in a suit and tie. He looked 
professional. He was probably some married business man playing around on a 
business trip while his wife thought he was working. Even back then, 
Philadelphia had several sex oriented theaters and shops. X-rated stuff 
wasn't as common back then. Censorship laws were tougher and it wasn't as 
accepted for people to openly frequent these places.

When we got back to our room and began feverously paging through the 
magazine we realized it was a Male-Male sex magazine. It depicted all sorts 
of activities. Compared to today's magazines it was totally lame. It didn't 
actually show sucking but you knew what they were doing by the way the 
picture was carefully taken. Masturbation was the main theme and that was 
openly depicted. We stopped at a particular scene that we never had thought 
of before……two guys with monstrous cocks docking. The picture did not show 
any cum but did show a close-up of a fully docked cock. We just looked at 
each other and grinned. There wasn't any question what we were going to try 
that night.

After lights out Joe quickly stood by his cot. I crawled down to face him. 
We weren't exactly sure how to do this but the article went into great 
detail up to and including the final cum filling of the docking. We were 
both hard as rocks, Joe said,  "Let me pull my skin back all the way, then 
you press your cock against mine head to head, and I will try pulling the 
skin back, OK? Don't you dare cum until I get it hooked up?" We pressed our 
cock heads end to end. Lining up our piss slits. We were surprised at how 
easily Joes foreskin covered both of our cocks. He had a long skin that 
fully covered my cock head plus about an inch of shaft. I grasped the end of 
the skin around my cock to secure it while Joe covered our docked cocks with 
hand cream. Slowly, Joe stroked and twisted the connection. It felt 
terrific, but I am sure it was more what we were doing that made it so hot. 
It only took a few minutes until we both were ready to cum. Joe said,  "Shit 
  man , I gotta cum now! Go Man, cum, uhhhhhhhh!" I could feel Joe's cum 
actually sorta pushing up my cock tube. He shot several jets and the 
foreskin started to swell. As soon as he started I felt the warm flood and 
slight tickle up my cock which set off my cock so that we were actually 
cumming at the same time. I am sure some cum actually went into my cock. We 
held on as long as possible then  all the cum gushed out into my hand and 
onto the floor. It was terrific. I didn't even care that my hand was soaked 
in cum. We both cleaned up and hopped in our cots. It wasn't more than 30 
minutes until we were both stroking off another cum shot. We both slept well 
that night.

The end of the year had come and Joe and I had to say goodbye for the 
summer. We both pledged to be roommates again next year…..no surprise there. 
We both promised to keep in touch and let each other know if either of us 
got lucky and scored a cunt. We both were virgins as far as women were 
concerned so this was made up our main goal of the summer. When I arrived 
home I knew the summer would be better for me now that I was a full fledged 
jerk off master. I remember the first time I jerked off in my own bed……it 
was only the first of more than I can count.

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