THE STUDENT

Paraiba tourmaline stones adorned the ear lobe plug, the tongue pin and the belly button piercing of the proud smiling graduate. These adornments are to commemorate the ascension from the neophyte's initial training to the level of "blue acceptance". The bejeweled butt plug is also decorated with the semi-precious gem.
This graduate had been accepted into the DASL; quite the honor for one so young and inexperienced. His master presented him with the attire commensurate with his new position. The color the boy now wore was blue, able to retire the yellow of the past two years.
Alon was nervous. This was the first time he and his master were to meet, except for an interview which included seven other boys. All seven due to graduate and choose their future path. Alon chose the DASL , an easy choice. The academy had classified Alon as sex-addicted, which qualified him for pairing with a master to complete the boy's training. Nervous was an understatement; Alon was sweating and fidgeting, all noticeable. The boy switched his weight from one foot to the other. He was a mess and knew it. That made the meeting even more stressful.

Alon grew up in a very strict though not  religious household. Sex was never discussed other than to vilify. He was sexually curious from an early age, often masturbating several times a day as well as with his best friend, Tony. As Alon grew older the desire grew  for the kind of sex he watched on the gay porn sites; only he and his friend had touched his penis and nothing more than his own finger had ever entered his butt.
In the Academy's view he graduated as a virgin. Suitable for assignment to the League, DASL.

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LONNY, the director/producer walked into a room with six boys sitting on the eight foot cerulean blue couch, all six looking uncomfortable. He recognized one boy but the others were strangers; hoping this wasn't their first time. "Virgins" are such a pain in the ass.
Lonny hated working in this room, but it's what he'd  gotten today. The couch room. The consolation. And what the hell? !!! Six guys?
He smiled and sat, the camera man followed. Having worked with him before, at least he knew the routine.
"Hey guys, hey Tyler. Yours is the only face I recognize "
"Hey Mr Pearce" Tyler's tan boy with straight blond hair, scooted  back further into the cushions. The other boys responded politely but softly. Typical. The director understand Tyler's reticence, last time he used him it was pretty rough, decided to go easy on him today. But, his butt is so perfect, the camera loves it
"Any of you work with the others before?"
Tyler and an ebony curly haired boy point at each other. "Well, the reason I ask is that this video is  to be three or four guys who get together for sex on a regular, familiar basis. It'll work best if you guys at least know each other."
The room was silent, the boys could care less. Lonny wondered if they even understood what he said. "So ....its going to take some actual acting....not just fucking. " the boys looked like they were all stoned...stoic.
"So get your clothes off let's see what we're dealing with. Since there's six of you we'll have to do an orgy or hang bang, but we'll figure that out later."
This was always an awkward moment but best to get it over with. Tyler and the boy he pointed to  knew the program so they stripped naked,  the others stripped to their underwear. Nice bodies all. Two with washboards for stomachs, the rest flat. A few tattoos but only one had nipples pierced and one had a bellybutton pierced. The director thought he can deal with this.
Spencer, Lonny's houseboy/assistant/current partner, strolled in and like always takes lonnys breath away. He's 5'6" 115lbs smooth and absolutely gorgeous. Even though the two had just been naked together, the man's pdick twitched. He believed he could still taste him the boy.
Spencer, recognizing Tyler, planted a sloppy, noisy kiss on his mouth while grabbing the boy's dick. His p other hand circled to Tyler's ass,  the tip of his finger was in the boy's asshole.
"Boys, this is Spencer, he'll assist today. " the houseboy took  a seat next to Lonny. Thank god he had stopped kneeling after having been badgered about it for weeks.
"Drop the shorts, guys. Let's get to know each other."  The boys are shy. They know what's coming and want to get it. Shorts on the floor, they tentatively touch and stretch their dicks. Pulling and stroking, all while looking at the director.
The six boys looked great.
"Okay, turn around so I can see...".
They slowly turn in a circle. Five bubble butts and one "boody"
"Tyler, you and your friend and Spencer at the end of the couch. You four," pointing  to the other naked boys " you guys start showing me spit- roasting scenes. Be creative. And everyone gets a turn in the middle."
They clearly didn't know what was happening. The four stood there, actually looking more comfortable naked, shyly smiling
G at each other.
Spencer knew exactly what to do. He was  already holding the ebony dick in one hand and playing with Tyler's pierced nipple with the other, the boys were psmiling at each other. Good smiles, friendly and lusty smiles. The cameraman started  filming.
"This is a walk through. Spencer, push Tyler down onto the ottoman and let's see what you're gonna do". Spencer gets the scene rolling, he's always so "authentic ", for lack  of a better word. He's not acting, he's loving every moment. Best is that he gets right to it.
Tyler plopped  onto the large square ottoman, smiling at Spencer, who pulled  his butt to the edge. Instinctively, Tyler grabbed his ankles. The sight was a perfect "presentation" , Tyler's dick was hardening, you could tell he  loved being filmed with Spencer. The houseboy hungrily attacked Tyler's perfect pink asshole. Tongue jutting in and out and rimming, humming and making slurping sounds. The boy was a natural. He knew the best positions for the cameraman, the nastiest actions, the best sounds.