Training 04

Thanks again to 12yknot for his editing and proofreading help.

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Lying in bed, staring up at the ceiling, I tried to ignore my throbbing hard-on as I mulled over the day's events. Comments Erika made during the workout, (WVC Ch.29: The Gym) kept running through my brain. She'd intimated that my long ordeal to join the White Vampyres Club was finally nearing an end. And from her last words, I knew that I'd see her for some scenario on this coming Saturday, two days from now. Somehow, I managed to drift off to sleep, still wondering what that scenario would be like.

When I woke on Friday morning, the 1

st

of May, there it was, waiting for me in my inbox, an e-mail from the German Department.

"You are now ready for your fourth level of Training. Be at 734 Elm Street promptly at 7 PM on Saturday. Eat lightly, dress casually, and continue to take your blue diamond shaped pills and the herbal supplements today and tomorrow. Bring your Display Suit #6 and your collar, and remember to give yourself a thorough enema before the training. While you be required to remain erect during the training session, you are not to ejaculate."

Slumping in my chair, I re-read the directive with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. That didn't read at all like what I'd expected. After savoring the possibility of completing the training period, having to face yet another session was totally deflating. I was feeling so discouraged that I even contemplated skipping classes and staying in bed all day.

But I didn't. I went to my classes, listless and distracted. Despite being in that state of mind, my erection never subsided which really annoyed me. By the end of the afternoon as I was trudging back across campus, I decided to call Valerie. She didn't answer, and I left her a voicemail, asking if she would call me back as soon as possible.

I guess the dejected tone of my voice sparked a concern because within five minutes, Erika called before I reached my dorm.

"Hey, Bill. It's me, Erika. Valerie told me you called, and suggested that I call you. What's up?"

"Umm, I'm not sure."

I didn't know just how much of what I was feeling I should disclose to my trainer.

"Valerie and I are just hanging out on the front porch of Sigma Epsilon. You want to join us?"

That seemed innocuous enough. Maybe simply being in the presence of the two beautiful Club members would cheer me up.

"Sure. I'll be there in a few minutes.'

Abruptly turning around, I headed off to the sorority house. From a distance, I saw that they were hosting some kind of party that had spilled out onto the front porch of the stately brick structure. There were quite a few girls milling around outside, and as I approached the steps, Erika and Valerie spotted me. They were in conversation with a dark skinned black girl I first thought was Lydia, but as I drew closer, I realized that it wasn't that Club member at all. Although she was about the same height and build, she had a noticeably larger chest. I guess she knew who I was since all three girls waved at me.

By the time I reached the bottom step, I had recognized a number of the other coeds. Brooke and Mya appeared to be delighted to see me, smiling and waving energetically. I was kind of shocked to receive such a warm reception from those two, but I guess the workout and the shower they'd given me made us good buddies. Tina and Mallory were there, chatting animatedly with two other girls that I didn't know. Amanda was deep in conversation with two other girls from the Club, and there were quite a few faces that seemed familiar to me but I couldn't place. Suddenly, I didn't feel like mingling.

I hesitated, unsure of what to do when Erika emerged through the crowd with Valerie right behind. The black girl was nowhere to be seen.

"Welcome to the Sigma Epsilon rush party."

Raising her voice to heard, Erika smiled and gestured to the crowd.

"We have a pretty good turn out."

Valerie seemed a bit abashed as she added.

"We had intended to send you an invitation."

"But I forgot."

My trainer took responsibility as I nodded uncomfortably. Taking my arm, Erika steered me back down the steps.

"It's just a bit noisy here. Let's go for a walk."

I didn't object and the three of us started strolling along the shady path, Erika on one side and the curly haired brunette on the other. We were silent until Valerie spoke up.

"In your phone message, you sounded a little upset, Bill. What's up?"

Still hesitant to share with the Club members, I took another couple of steps before Erika piped up.

"You're not upset about the last scenario, are you? You seemed to enjoy it. At least one part of you did."

Glancing sideways at the shapely brunette, I saw she was grinning. As she pressed her full breasts against my arm, she continued.

"Come on, Bill. Tell us what's wrong."

Stopping in the middle of the walkway, I turned to face her.

"How many training sessions did you have before you were admitted into the Club?"

Looking somewhat taken aback, she blinked.

"Three."

Sliding her hand in mine, Valerie guided me off the concrete path and toward a leafy oak tree.

"I had four sessions, but it varies with each member. Let's sit down so we can talk about it."

As we sat in a small circle in the shade of the enormous tree, Erika continued the train of thought.

"Jordan actually had a total of six before she was admitted. Although she told me the reason why in confidence, I'm sure she wouldn't mind me sharing that much with you."

"Oh."

Now I felt really silly. Still holding my hand, Valerie started rubbing up and down my arm.

"You feel very tense. Are you worried about tomorrow's session?"

I looked at her, surprised that she knew. Smiling, she shrugged as her caresses grew.

"As the Club member who introduced you, I have a special interest."

Erika slid behind me and began to massage my neck.

"Val's right. You are tense. Close your eyes."

Following her instruction, I took a deep breath and exhaled as I explained.

"I guess I am concerned. I feel like I should be farther along, that I'm ready to join now."

"As you know, it's not up to us. The Club management makes those decisions."

Relaxing into their persistent fingers, I dropped my chin into my chest and exhaled again. After another couple of minutes, Erika halted her massage and pulled my shoulders backward.

"Why don't you lie down and just relax?"

Silently, I nodded and let her guide me down until I was flat on my back in the grass. Watching the wind blow through the tree leaves overhead, I finally began to let go. As she sat on my left side, Valerie started to massage me, beginning at my ankle and gradually working up my leg. Straddling my head, Erika pressed her fingers against my face, following the contours as she gently stroked my skin. I hadn't realized that she was so good. Closing my eyes, I sighed and gave myself over to the two girls.

Once she traveled up my thigh and reached the hem of my shorts, Valerie stopped and switched sides. I was kind of surprised that she didn't go any farther. Blood had been flowing below my waist, and I was certain that bulge between my legs was quite obvious. As my trainer continued to massage my face, Erika whispered.

"This is just my opinion, but I think that the Club is being extra cautious with you. Since you're the first male, they don't want to make a mistake that could be difficult to reverse."

Valerie had reached the bottom edge of my shorts on my right leg, and unlike last time, she didn't stop. As her fingers teased the skin just below the loose cotton, Erika continued.

"I don't know of a single Club member who isn't rooting for you. And once you're in, more things like this will happen."

As first, I thought she was referring to the wonderfully relaxing massage she and Valerie were giving me. But when Valerie slid one hand up my inner thigh to cup my balls through the thin material of my shorts, I realized they might have something else in mind. And when a second hand found my swelling pole, curling around the thickening shaft and squeezing firmly, I knew it.

"Bill, you're not the only one who is anxiously waiting for you to finish your training, go through the initiation process and complete the graduation ceremony."

Leaving my face to begin work on my chest and shoulders through the t-shirt I wore, Erika leaned closer and murmured.

"We all are."

I caught my breath as Valerie fumbled with the single button at the waistband of my shorts. Once it was undone, she ran the zipper all the way down and extracted my burgeoning cock, still cradling my balls in the palm of her other hand. My eyes flew open as she giggled and wrapped her fist around the middle of my shaft. When I started to sit up in alarm, Erika pressed her flattened hands against my chest and held me down, hissing in my ear.

"Be still, Bill."

As Valerie started running her hand loosely up and down the length of my stalk, I shivered, wondering if we were close enough to the path for anyone walking by to see what she was doing. I began to relax again, enjoying her dexterity as she pumped my swelling pole, gripping it slightly tighter as she continued, expertly twisting her wrist with each stroke.

"I always forget just how big you are."

Glancing down, I saw that the curly haired brunette was staring down at the rounded tip of my now fully erect cock. I guess she wasn't whispering as much to me as she was to the bulging knob of my hard-on, only inches from her lips. As I watched, she held the stiff pole straight up and leaned over my crotch, opening her mouth so her pink tongue could snake out and flick the rounded surface. I sighed as she lapped delicately at the hole at the very tip. Still cradling my balls through my shorts, she began posting up and down my stalk again, but this time with more purpose.

Massaging my chest, Erika leaned over me, an upside down grin on her pretty face.

"Do you like the way Val's playing with you, Bill? With your penis?"

"Yeah. Of course I do."

In response to Valerie's steady pumping, I began to rise up off the ground, lifting my hips to thrust my hard-on against her tightened grip, trying to get the engorged cockhead past her full lips. I could feel the churning in my balls as she pulled her head back, teasing me with her tongue as she kept her wet mouth just out of reach. Giggling, she stopped and released my balls, using her free hand to calm me down, pressing firmly against my lower abdomen. She still hadn't raised her eyes as she murmured.

"Relax, Bill. Don't get too excited. All I want is a little taste."

Her green eyes flickered up to meet mine as she continued.

"You'll get to fill my mouth with your cream soon enough."

Still holding my gaze, she dipped her head and swirled her tongue all around the quivering bulb as it jutted up from between my legs. Almost as if she had willed it, the first glistening drop of lubricating fluid appeared, perched on the lip of my cockhole. Quickly, the curly haired brunette pulled her head back and glanced down.

"There it is!"

The exclamation was loud enough that if anyone had been close by, they would have heard Valerie. As she ducked her head, she stuck out her tongue and licked up the single drop that had oozed from the single eye. Wrapping her second hand around my throbbing shaft, she milked me, slowly drawing out more of the clear juice, worming the tip of her pink tongue into my cockslit, trying to spread the hole to open wider as she pumped and sucked.

My trainer leaned over me as she massaged farther down my torso, her loose t-shirt hanging under her full chest, the swinging cloth obscuring my view of Valerie's lips nursing on the purplish cockhead. The cotton drooped far enough away from her body that I got a great view of her marvelous breasts, swaying softy in the lacy bra cups that struggled to contain them. My breathing was beginning to get ragged.

As Valerie set a steady rhythm with her double fisted pumping, I responded by squeezing my ass cheeks together, timing my clinches so that they coordinated with her, thrusting my drooling cock deeper into her grasp. I must be leaking more liquid since her slurping seemed louder in the outdoor air than it had been before. Erika's massaging hands kept sliding lower down my tensed stomach until they were just above the base of my upright shaft. She giggled.

"Bill, I don't think we're being very successful in helping you relax."

Waiting until Valerie's fists were halfway up my slippery pole, my trainer swiftly curled both of hers tightly around the lower portion of my throbbing shaft, remaining motionless as her friend continued to jack me into that sucking mouth. Resting her elbows on my lower abdomen, she spoke as Valerie kept up her increasingly urgent pumping.

"Just when it seems we've succeeded in reducing the amount of tension in your body, this pops up."

Erika squeezed my hard-on for emphasis, letting me know exactly what she meant. I was fast approaching a roaring climax, and while I don't think any one of us really wanted that, I certainly wasn't going to stop the girls.

"Hey guys! What are you doing out here so far away from the party?"

The feminine voice sounded familiar, but I was too far gone to really care. Immediately, Valerie jerked her head off my oozing cockhead and tried to cover it with her hands. Already resting most of her upper body weight on me, Erika kind of sprawled across my torso and rolled over, awkwardly, still gripping my rampant hard-on as she tried to shield it from the newcomer.

"Who's that under you?"

This was a new voice, so there were at least two of them standing over us. An uneasy silence stretched out until Valerie cleared her throat.

"Just a friend."

While I appreciated her attempt to conceal my identity, I didn't understand why. And my raging erection wasn't going to dissipate anytime soon.

"It looks like a friend with a very large dick."

"Omigod! It's that guy who's in training for the Club! What's his name? Bill!"

Reluctantly, Erika rolled off of me and I found myself looking up into the shocked face of the very attractive redhead from the Club and her tall brunette friend. Jordan and Diane. Suddenly, I flashed on the last time I'd seen them. I'd been strung up for their test, (WVC Ch.24: The Pysch Test). I blushed a bit just thinking about it. As I lay there, flat on my back with my stiff cock jutting up out of my opened shorts, I saw the flush rise in Jordan's pretty face as well. She still hadn't looked up at me. Her bright blue eyes were focused on the shiny cock that Valerie gripped.

Sheepishly, my trainer brushed off the back of her tight shorts as she stood up and grinned.

"Yeah, we're been giving Bill a little encouragement. He was feeling like the training stage of his initiation was taking forever."

Diane snorted.

"Men! They think everything should come easy."

Looking up at the taller girl, my trainer defended me.

"Everyone goes through ups and downs. When you were a freshman, didn't you have some doubts that you would be accepted?"

Chewing on the side of her mouth, Diane paused to think.

"Yeah, I guess I did."

Noticing that the redhead seemed mesmerized by the swollen pole she held, Valerie resumed her strokes, slowly pumping my cock, coaxing more clear fluid up out of my cockhole. The tall brunette with the short curly hair smiled back at Erika, oblivious to her friend's intense interest as she recalled her own experience.

"I remember that I was really intimidated by my trainer, Jillian. I thought she was gorgeous."

"She was. I remember her. Tall, black haired, pale blue eyes."

Even as Valerie kept stroking me, holding my dribbling cock up for Jordan to see, I realized that my trainer seemed to be drawing Diane's attention. I heard the smile in Erika's voice as she continued.

"And she had a great body. Didn't you guys get along?"

"Yes, we did. But she was really hard on me during my training sessions."

Looking up at Jordan, I could see a gleam in her light blue eyes as she gazed down at Valerie's fist. She moistened her lips as Erika prodded Diane.

"Hard on you?"

Warming up to my trainer's line of thought, Diane nodded.

"Yeah, she never gave me a break. I think she really enjoyed driving me right to edge of an orgasm and stopping, leaving me gasping for relief, squirming in the restraints. Her favorite technique was to use the whip between my legs. She was really good at directing those strands at my clit."

Abruptly, she halted and looked down, suddenly remembering that I was there. I felt her shift her gaze between my legs as Valerie kept stroking. Clear liquid bubbled up out of my gaping cockhole again, dribbling down the back of her hand as the others watched. Erika continued her probing.

"How many training sessions did she make you endure?"

Without raising her green eyes from my seeping hard-on, the tall, curly haired brunette replied.

"Five. I think that may have been the maximum then."

As she studied Valerie's rhythmic fisting, Jordan spoke for the first time, the silver stud in her tongue flashing as she softly added.

"Mine went six sessions"

As she turned to glance at her friend, there was just a hint of sarcasm in her voice as she continued.

"You wanted to make certain that I was ready."

Turning away from Diane, the petite redhead sank to her knees beside me and ran her hand lightly across my abdomen. Still gazing down at my oozing cock, she asked.

"What are you guys going to do with him?"

Sliding her fingers lower, she caressed my skin just above the root of my towering shaft. From her standing position, Erika outlined their plan.

"He was feeling a little discouraged about how long it was taking to complete his training. We were just trying to give him a little pep talk."

Diane nodded sagely.

"One part of him looks full of pep to me."

Jordan found her friend's comment funny, and started giggling as the other girls stared at her. As her outburst subsided, she curled her hand around the very bottom of my upright stalk, restricting the range of Valerie's pumping fist. As the wind blew the leaves of the tree overhead, a ray of sunlight flashed across my bared crotch, catching the fluid dribbling from gaping eye of my rigid cock and making it sparkle.

"You don't mind if I share him, do you?"

Without waiting for a reply, the pretty coed ducked her head and planted her lips over the rounded bulb protruding up from Valerie's grip. Her cheeks billowed in and out as she sucked, eagerly drinking the juice that continued to ooze from my cockslit. The brunette kneeling on the other side of me looked startled at Jordan's sudden attack. In the silence that followed, I could hear the laughter from the party in the distance, and the redhead's noisy slurping as she bobbed up and down on the engorged bulb. She still wasn't able to take much of my hard-on into her mouth, but she swallowed more than she had during the Supplicant Ceremony (WVC Ch: 14.)

"Has she been practicing?"

Even as I approached a climax once more, I could hear the irony in Erika's voice. Diane sounded totally shocked as she replied

"No. Not at all. At least, not that I know of."

The girls watched Jordan suck eagerly on my cockhead, growing more urgent as I started to rise up off the ground to meet her. I was panting heavily, thrusting against firm grip Valerie had around the base of my throbbing shaft, shoving my hard-on deeper between those soft pink lips. Sensing that I was getting too close, my trainer took charge and gently rested her hand on Jordan's shoulder.