The Alpha Academy - Chapter 2 (part 2/3) (Patreon)

Previously:

Chapter 1 - Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
Chapter 2 - Part 1 

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I took a first look around at the strange room. It looked like some kind of college dorm room. I was in a lower bunk bed. There was a second bunk bed on the opposite side. I could see movement in the lower part, and whimpers were coming from the same direction. I recognize a cute boy I’d crossed in the hall coming into the Academy the previous day. I felt a surge of shame, realizing I was not in the position to fuck him I’d orginially thought.

The boy had his hand between his legs. Horniness started replacing the shame as I saw his hand move about where his hole must have been… and the cage immediately reminded me I could not get hard. Was it the same for him?

- Man, are you… fingering yourself?

He gave a startled look. Before he had a chance to say anything, a jingle came out of nowhere. The same deep, fatherly voice from the previous day began to speak:

- Good morning, Men-to-be, and boys-to-be. Congratulations on passing the trials. It is the beginning of a life of hierarchy, of serving or being served. Welcome to the Alpha Academy.

- In due time, instructions will be delivered to you in this fashion. Let us begin with the most important ones: The 3 Core Rules of the Academy.

- Rule #1 - You must ALL obey your Alpha Instructors, at all times; You are neither fully Men nor pussyboys before your graduation. Until then, all remain fully subjected to the authority of your Alpha instructors.

- Rule #2 - No sexual acts may be performed without the supervision of the Instructors. Your horniness will be carefully managed, and extracurricular intercourse would cause you to underperform and slow down your training.

- Rule #3 - No romantic relationships will be tolerated, as you will be undergoing strong psychological transformation, which would interfere.

- You may now head out to breakfast, and your first lessons will follow immediately. You will find your uniforms in your assigned dressers.

There was a clicking sound, a short pause, and the voice continued. Except now it had more of a soothing tone, somewhat like a recording:

- You must be a good boy. The Men are pleased with you. Keep the Men pleased, and everything will always be alright. You must be a good boy.

Another click, and then silence. My attention went back to the twinky boy as I heard him say:

- Yes Sir, thank you Sir… hmmm!

The motion of his hand was accelerating, and the wet sound of fingers going in and out of a hungry hole became audible. I became subjugated, all other thoughts had disappeared. I was hypnotized with how cute and uncontrollably horny he was.

- Hey boy, why would you hide to do that? Pull that sheet off your legs.

- Hnnngg! Yes… yes Sir, you wanna see me finger my pussy Sir, of course.

- I’m not a Sir… Oh, nevermind. I wanna to fucking see it.

He pulled the sheet away. He was wearing the same cage as me, and he had his hand next to it, with two fingers going in and out of his hole. FUCK that sight was like and electric shock. I felt the strain of my cock fighting to get erect. I couldn’t contain myself anymore.

- I’m gonna suck on that boy hole.

- Yes? Yes Sir, please Sir, I’m just a horny fagboy. My hole is for Men to use.

Oof, hearing that sent shockwaves through my entire body. He pointed his ass my way with his legs up. I got out of the bed and literally dove onto his wet, pink pucker.

- Fuck! That pussy tastes so fucking good.

- Ahhh! Oh my gosh, Sir!

He was pulling his cheeks apart, and a small gape formed!

- Goooood fucking boy, look at how easy he gapes! What a fucking bottom fagboy you are.

The sentences came out automatically. I pressed my entire face against his small but bouncy cheeks, reaching deeper yet with my tongue. I passed my arms around his legs and over his waist, pressing that ass even harder on my face

- Fuck, Sir, Fuuuck ! Please fuck me!!

He was in a literal trance. I suddenly felt the pain and frustration of not being able to push my cock into him. We definitely had very different reactions to having been sorted as pussyboys.

- Please fuck me! he cried desperately

- I.. fuck I want to, boy. But I can’t…

- Fuck me Sir, please.

Awkwardness was growing on me, but that ass was still drawing all of my attention in. I started pushing some fingers in. Two fingers went in easy, and then some resistance with the third. I started massaging his prostate instinctively. I knew my way around boy pussy and the habits were kicking in.

He reached for his dick, probably by his own habit, but bumping into the cage. Instead, he started massaging around it.

- Please keep going Sir, I’m gonna cum! I’m gonna cum now.

- Fuck, boy…

I started fingering him harder, accelerating while his moans became louder. My other hand reached for my cock… that fucking cage, ah! I also massaged the area around it. I noticed the area a bit closer to my hole was somewhat more sensitive.

- I’m cumming Sir, I’m cumming!

Weak squirts of cum started coming out of the end of his cage, drooping weakly around his balls, down to my fingers and finally dripping right onto my cage. What a pathetic mess…

To my shock, barely a second after the cum had stopped coming out, his white cage lit up in a red color and started blinking. Shit, they knew. A voice came up.

- The boy Adam, please proceed immediately to room 20C.

We both looked at each other. I pulled my fingers out of him, drawing a sucking sound from this pussy now wet with his own cum. His expression had completely changed to dismay.

- Was that your name? Adam?

- Huh... yes.

The voice came on again, insistently.

- The boy Adam, please proceed to room 20C without delay.

- I guess… I’d better go.

He got up shamefully, and looked around in confusion. There was only one way out through a big white door in any case.

- Hmm.. Should I find clothes?

We both had nothing on but the cage. I spotted a dresser next to the bed.

- Huh, they said there were uniforms in the dressers, didn’t they? I suggested, pointing at it.

He reached for the drawer, but the voice came in again, more impatient yet:

- The boy Adam, proceed immediately to the room…

His shoulder tensed and his face turned red. He shuffled quickly to the door at the back of the room and disappeared through it, still dripping cum. What was there in room 20C ? I felt sorry for him, we’d just fooled around a little bit after all. The rules had been clear though… and we’d broken them within 5 minutes. Not that this was fully out of character for me… Did they know I had something to do in it too? They had only called him after all. Another boy’s voice coming from the upper bunk bed pulled me out of my thoughts.

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