You're right in the middle of telling Nick about the time you got a blowjob from an older boy in a water park changing room when suddenly both of your tablets emit a "ding", indicating you've just gotten emails. You're certain it's just some formal "welcome back" email like you've received every year prior, but when you by chance glance at the screen, you realize there's two emails in the notifications this time. Out of curiosity, you stop your story and check it out.
"What, get something interesting?" Nick asks, peering at your tablet.
"'Dear seniors'," you read aloud from the email. "'Do you like having sex? Of course you do! Do you like to travel as well?' Yeah, traveling's fun. 'Then consider signing up for the Stud Abroad program! This program is available exclusively to sixth graders with at least a 3.75 GPA, and who have successfully completed... Bladahbladahblah..." You skim through a list of classes, all of which you've completed. "'If you would like more information, there will be a meeting today at 11AM in room 625, just downstairs from the senior dorms. Hope to see you there!'"
"Hey, that sounds pretty fun, actually," Nick says, looking over the email for himself. You both have all the necessary courses and the GPA requirement. "Wanna go check out that meeting?"
"Sure, let's do it!" you say excitedly. You both stuff your dicks back into your pants and wipe up whatever semen hadn't made it into either of your mouths (your little storytime had made quite a mess) before making your way to room 625.
"Just remember to tell me that changing room story later," Nick says with a grin as you head out the door.
As seniors you don't have as heavy a course load as the younger students, so the halls are pretty empty around the senior dorms before noon. You can, of course, hear the thumping and moaning sounds of other students getting to know their roommates as you go by, which again isn't anything new to you. They never outfitted this place with soundproof doors, but at least they did with the walls so people can sleep surrounded by such raunchy neighbors. Down in the common area is a light crowd, which is understandable since you heard most of them fucking each other silly upstairs. The TV's around the room are showing either cartoons, video games, or porn at the moment, depending on what the viewers are into. Some are on phones and laptops talking to friends and parents via voice or video call, others are making friends and finding out who will be in the same class as them, and others still are making out and getting into each other's pants. Just a normal day at Grand Deca.
The meeting room turns out to be the first door at the bottom of the dorm tower stairs. There's actually a surprisingly low amount of people here for this too, only five or six other kids sitting at desks, so maybe you stand a better chance at getting to participate. Feeling more confident, you and Nick take your seats and wait for the teacher leading the meeting to arrive.
"Hello everyone!" a rushed woman's voice comes through the doorway. She's blonde, tall, and slender, and dressed in khakis and a button up, her pants putting up quite a fight to keep a sizeable bulge contained. Her glasses look a bit crooked on her face, and the papers she's carrying are less than orderly. "Sorry if I'm a little late, I almost forgot I was hosting this meeting. I was in the middle of trying to empty my balls before my first class when I remembered. Good to see you all here, though." She sets down her stack of books and papers on the desk in the front, straightens her glasses, and scans the room.
"There's a lot fewer people here than usual," she comments. Normally there's more excitement over it. Hopefully they didn't go next door by accident, they're signing people up for the first graders to practice anal on. But, anyway, I assume you're all here to find out about our Stud Abroad program, right? Not looking to get pegged by first graders?"
"Wait, that's next door...?" a quiet boy's voice from the back asks. The teacher nods, and the boy hurries out of the room blushing deeply.
"Anybody else? No? Alright good, the rest of you are in the right place then. So, does anybody know what this program is about? Have any siblings or friends that took part in it?" Everyone shakes their heads. "Well, this programs is..." She stops for a moment and adjusts the bulge in her pants, an uncomfortable expression on her face. "Sorry. Uh, this program is very... Agh, okay, I'm so sorry. Not getting to finish earlier is giving me the worst case of blue balls right now. Just gimme a second here..." She frantically reaches for her pants button and zipper, undoing them both in a flash and letting them drop to her ankles. You suddenly realize the bulge you saw in her pants was only her scrotum! She's got two huge hairless balls being just barely supported by a white thong. But then where's her dick...?
"Could somebody please, uhhh..." she quickly scans the room before her eyes fall on you, since you're the closest to her. "Uhm, you, what's your name?"
"James," you tell her.
"James, I hate to ask out of the blue, but could you come up and lend your mouth? I'm dying here. You know how bad having blue balls feels, don't you?"
"Uhm, sure. Yeah, it doesn't feel good." You get up from your seat and approach the suffering shemale leaning on the front desk. She pulls her panties down around her curvaceous thighs, and you suddenly realize where her dick is; she's got it curled back under her taint and shoved up her own ass! She lets out a little moan as you dislodge her pale python from her rectum, and it almost immediately swells to full size in your hands: a whopping two feet of lady cock jutting from her bald crotch. You're no stranger to eating ass, so sucking a cock that's been stuffed up one doesn't seem like it'd be any different; it might taste even better! Her meat pole smells both musky and feminine at the same time, which to you translates to delicious. Her dick is rather slender, so you have no problem wrapping your mouth around it and enjoying her sweet yet bitter flavor.
"Mmmm... that's just what I need right now..." the woman sighs, her soft hand resting on your head as you go. "Let's try this again. The Stud Abroad program helps both you and the school at the same time; it's an incentive for people who make donations to the school. Basically, whenever a person or a group make a donation, they can request a 'visit' from one of our students, one of you in the program, for a variety of different reasons. We've had students go to entertain bachelorette parties and sweet sixteens, film with porn studios, assist in certain classes in other schools, or just to go fuck lonely, horny people. Just to name a few. And we've always had a 100% satisfaction rate among our clients, which is why we asked for such high requirements for you to join."
"This program will take the place of your regular classes," she continues, "and it's probably best if you're bisexual; you won't know if you'll be fucking boys, girls, or both until you get there, so it's best if you like both. Plus, you're not restricted to just fucking the person who asked for you. If you have downtime, which sometimes will since you could be there for up to a month, feel free to go find more fun to have. The school has a lot of... connections, so you'll find you can get into a lot of places with your school ID."
"What about buying food and stuff?" one of the boys asks.
"Good question. All your costs will be covered by the school as well; airfare, food, hotels, condoms, whatever you want really. Most times though, if you're visiting a single person instead of an organization or something, they're more than willing to give you a room and food for no charge at all. Well, aside from the sex if you count that as a 'cost'."
This program sounds fantastic so far, you think as you slobber on the teacher's super sized schlong. Going out and having sex instead of having class sounds like a fantastic deal. You're amazed you've never heard about it before this.
"Now, there is one less fun part," the teacher tells you. "Because this is still considered an educational program, you do have to turn in an essay about your experience for assignment. If you don't turn this in, you won't be able to pick up another assignment, so keep up with those."
"Now, are there any... Hhngaaaahhh!" The teacher staggers and grips the desk for balance, and you taste her thick, pudding-like jizz flood your mouth in hot, powerful spurts. Nick's load had been a mouthful, but it only takes two ropes of her thick cream to fill your mouth to overflowing. Her cum is almost sugary, like the flavor of an ice cream cone but as warm goo. You swallow what you can, but a massive amount of it ends up landing on the linoleum floor or soaking your clothes.
"Hahh... Ahh... Oh, that feels so much better..." The blond woman gasps, her knees still too weak to stand on her own. "Thanks, honey. Now, are there any questions?"
"Yeah, uh, can we work as partners? Me and James were thinking or working together, if that's okay." Nick asks.
"That's perfectly fine! You know what, why don't you pick your client first? You definitely earned it." You wipe the viscous semen from your eyes and get to your feet as the teacher rummages around in the pile of things she brought with her. She then produces an extremely large, stretched out condom and presents the open end to you. You peer inside and see that it's full of slips of paper inside. You reach inside, pull one out, and read it. Where does it say you'll be going?"
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