Listen to the Headmaster and follow them
From Create Your Own Story
At this point, you're in enough trouble and it looks like you have no say in the matter. So you take off your own uniform to match everyone else's look. Marcus doesn't bother pull out his throbbing rod when stands back up, holding Kyle's back against his massive sweaty pecs, effortlessly trapping the boy.
The four of you step out the door and you're met with half a dozen other men stripped down from their clothes and jerking off each other. You recognize the majority of them as the staff, getting a perfect view of their muscular bodies. Must've been a requirement to get hired in the first place.
They turn their attention to the boy whining from every step taken by the coach as the two adults are unbothered by the exhibitionist display. "Mr. Harper and Mr. Lorenzo" The headmaster addressed one of the men. Mr. Harper's the resident music teacher on campus, Caucasian with blonde hair and a smooth body, not as muscular as the coach or headmaster but still chiseled and a crooked cock bent upwards. Lorenzo was a Hispanic man who held one of the thicker cocks in the academy. He also happens to be in charge of the drama class. "Can Harper and his students set up the microphone and the speakers in the auditorium? Lorenzo you set up the cameras and displays? We have a presentation for our students"
"Right away sir" The two of them say walking away with their hands on each other's ass, excited for what's to come. You feel a mix of dread and arousal.
You followed them through the hallways as students and teachers walked out from the room all bare-ass and hard as rock. Kyle's poor body on display for anyone to see and jerk off to. The fresh meat stabbed from behind for anyone looking to ravage. The jocks from PE watch in awe and arousal, catcalling the victim and jerking their dicks. "WHOOO! FRESH MEAT BOYS!!" Someone shouts from the crowd. Everyone looks like they're in a sexual high at the moment from the announcement. The sounds of wet feet and horny moans fill the halls.
When you reach the auditorium, the smell of semen and sweat floods your nose. Nearly the whole school's there on the brink of an orgy. You follow the Headmaster and the Coach up to the stage with a mic and camera set up on display, along with paddles, bondage and a bench in the center. You look over to Kyle, completely worn down from the standing fuck he's endured from Marcus's boysplitter.
Making your way up the stage, the Headmaster walks up to the center mic. "Welcome students and staff of (*Insert name of Academy here*). I'm sure some of you are curious as to what this assembly is for." He gesture's for you and Marcus to walk up to the stage. The spotlights from the ceiling make Kyle's pale and sweaty skin stand out from the naked beast breaking him in.
"It seems we must have an important lesson for all of you to remember. This Academy was founded for the elite male. For the truly sexually accepting. To meet our standards, you must comply and follow the command of your superiors." His commanding voice echoed through the crowd, the Headmaster slow steps accentuated by the amplified sound made you shiver in fear. Kyle couldn't help but shake in fear, squirming against the Coach.
A scream pierced through the auditorium when the principle gripped the twinks balls in an iron grip. "Make an example of him" He growled to Marcus. Sadistic grins painted their faces, followed by the sounds of wet skin slapping each other. His truncheon of a cock finally given satisfaction after so long, pounding the young anus mercilessly. The crowd only got rowdier from there on.
"This pathetic faggot on his first day chose to disregard our standards in this school! Whimpering!" He slammed Kyle's face. "Disobedient!" Another. "Disrespectful" The onslaught continued. The headmaster was as cruel as he was powerful. Kyle only sobbed at the abuse.
"There are two roles to be fulfilled in our academy!" He stomps over to you and grips your dick. "An alpha male, willing to put those in their rightful place!" Pulling you back, he drives his fingers in Kyle's overstuffed anus. "Or faggots meant be filled, humiliated, disciplined!"
Moans flooded the audience, everyone's furiously masturbating to the show.
"So what will you choose to be? An alpha or a faggot" he jeers, not sure if he's saying that to the rest of the audience or you specifically. "If you want to prove yourself as the former, step up on this stage and break this cock-sleeve!"
What do you want to do?
