Same as before, over 18, safe sex implied but not explicit.
There's no non-consent sex in this one - but there are some ideas/discussions that could be problematic if you have trouble with that kind of thing.
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Some people left that weekend and a few days later a few of the remaining guys headed up to the main house for a counselling session with Dr. Neale. They gathered in the priest's office, which doubled as the counselling room, sitting comfortably on the soft sofas. Dr. Neale was tall and handsome, with a calming presence. Officially, the sessions were supposed to be denouncing homosexuality, but they usually actually spoke about mental health and political issues, and there was no judgement from the doctor, for fairly obvious reasons.
Sean sat close to Jake on one couch, leaning slightly into his body, with Logan sitting on the other side of him. James sat on a floor cushion by their feet. Michael and Tim were together on another sofa, and two of the new arrivals, Mark and Russ, were sitting with Skylar on the third. The doctor sat comfortably in a leather armchair, looking over all of their faces.
"So today," the doctor began, "we're going to talk about what being gay means and how we want to deal with this in the world when we leave here. Michael, will you begin?" As the oldest member of the inmates, Michael was often called upon to get conversations started.
"Okay. Well for me, being gay just means being able to live my life like anyone else. With no one having an opinion on my sexuality that I haven't specifically invited to. I want to be able to kiss my boyfriend," he squeezed Tim's hand, "without anyone caring, just like they don't care if two straight people kiss." There were murmurs of agreement.
"But that's a nice theory for what you want when you leave here," James leaned forward, "but it isn't how it will be, is it?"
"That's true," Jake said, "we still have to be careful because so many people think they have a right to have a say in how we live. I mean, Michael, what will you say to your parents when you get out?"
"You're right," Michael agreed. "What will I say to my parents? Not a lot. As soon as Tim has finished college we're moving far away. Maybe New York or San Francisco. Somewhere we have at least a chance to be accepted as something other than a novelty or a sin."
"I agree," Sean said, "I can't risk my mom doing anything more extreme that what she has done sending me here. I'm going to have to pretend to be straight until I can get away."
"But Sean," asked Dr. Neale, "how does that fit with your ethics?"
"To be honest, the fact that the minute I came out to her she sent me somewhere with the intention of having the gayness forced out of me means I have no ethical quandary in lying to her for as long as it takes to get away. What about you, Dr. Neale. What's your ethical stance on being gay?"
"What do you mean?" the doctor blustered.
"Um, we all know you're gay, Sir," said Skylar, bluntly. "The only confusing thing about you is that you don't fuck us, like the others do. Why is that?" Dr. Neale blushed at the direct question, and everyone else waited with baited breath for the answer, especially Logan, as the only person the doctor had had sex with.
"Okay," the doctor began, "I admire how willing you all are to be honest with each other and with me. So, I will return the favor. I am gay. When I wasn't working here I would have plenty of experiences, boyfriends, that kind of thing. But I hadn't done anything here because... well because I am quite well endowed, inconveniently so really, and a lot of people can't deal with it. Since I've been here I've concentrated on just enjoying giving a little pleasure where I can, until recently." He blushed a little at his own candor.
"Sir," Logan spoke quietly, "so why have you been having sex with me?" The doctor had sent for Logan almost every day since he had arrived. Logan pulled his legs up on the sofa and wrapped his arms around them, waiting for an answer.
"Logan, I am a little ashamed of myself about that, to be honest," he paused, aware of all the eyes in the room on him. "Mr. Willis informed me that you would be amenable, and when I realized you found it difficult..." he took a deep breath, "I didn't stop because it had reminded me how much I'd been missing that type of intimacy."
Logan hugged his legs tighter. There wasn't much he could say to that. He cast his eyes to the ground. Sean took his hand and gave it a squeeze. Skylar broke the silence.
"Just how big are you?"
"Will you show us?" James added. The doctor shrugged and stood. He took off his white lab coat and laid it on the chair. He unbuckled his belt and unzipped his trousers. Everyone but Logan leaned forward, intrigued. He fished his soft cock out of his boxers. It was large, but, Sean though to himself, it wasn't as big as Logan's.
"It's not too massive," James spoke Sean's thoughts out loud.
"It's a lot bigger hard," Logan whispered.
"Can we see?" James asked, crawling forward. He knelt by Dr. Neale, who stood with his arms by his side. James took the base in his hand and gently began moving his fisted hand up and down, increasing the pressure as he felt the blood begin to enter. He leant his head forward, swirling his tongue across the round head. With his eyes closed, he moved closer, opening his mouth wide to take the fat tip in, moving his head down. The shaft became harder and he felt the head reach the back of his mouth, realizing he probably wouldn't be able to take it into his throat straight away, if at all, it was so wide.
James pulled his head back to see. Still holding onto the base, he gasped when he saw the size of it, grown hugely now it was fully aroused.
"Wow," he gasped, "you weren't lying." He glanced over at Skylar. "Skylar, you want to come and give me a hand with this?" With a grin and a wink over to Sean and Jake, Skylar jumped up and deposited himself next to James. He slid his mouth over the tip and took as much as he could. Just like James, he was stuck at the back of his mouth. The two licked and sucked along the sides, slathering saliva along the length. Then Skylar ducked down and began sucking and licking at the doctor's balls, tickling them with the tip of his tongue, as James lapped all around the huge pole with a flat tongue.
"I have an idea," James announced and stood up. "Hey guys," he said to Jake and Sean, "if I lay here will you raise me up?"
"Anytime, man," Jake said, laughing. James lay across their legs, so his shoulders were on the soft sofa arm, his ass was on Jake's lap and his long legs were on Sean. Logan had begun to relax and was as fascinated by what was going on as the rest of them. James allowed his head to hang off the edge of the arm and Skylar guided the doctor to him.
Skylar got the doctor to kneel and Jake helped James hang lower so his mouth was in line with the doctor's crotch. Skylar positioned the huge cock at James' open mouth and Dr. Neale carefully moved forward. He still couldn't get the head into James' throat and James pushed him back. He pulled Skylar down, kissing his mouth forcefully, and then whispered something in his ear. Skylar created moisture in his mouth and carefully shared it with James before spitting on the engorged head and smearing the wetness with his thumb. James pulled the doctor's hips back to him and they joined again. This time, Jake could see James' throat widen as it was invaded by the monster cock. He put his hand there, feeling it stretch beneath his fingers, sharing a look of awe with Sean.
Sean reached forward and stroked James' hard cock through his shorts, making him moan around the pole in his throat. The doctor gasped at the feeling, holding it a moment longer before pulling out, allowing James to take air in. They repeated the movement a few more times, with Skylar kissing the doctor, holding his face close and stroking his neat beard, making him groan.
When he pulled back again, Skylar wanted his turn.
"Hey James, you wanna eat my ass so I can show the doc how much of his cock I can take?" he asked. James jumped up, more than ready to acquiesce. Skylar stood on tip toes to plant a kiss on the doctor's lips, and said matter-of-factly, "Oh, by the way, I'm a power bottom." The doctor just looked a little dazed at the turn his day was taking.
Skylar replaced James on the arm, having removed his shorts, with his butt on the edge and his head on Sean's lap. James ducked down and attacked his ass with enthusiasm. The doctor stood and watched with a look of wonder as he swished his tongue, before probing forcefully, tongue-fucking Skylar's eager hole.
Tim stood and retrieved a bottle of lube from the priest's desk drawer, handing it to Dr. Neale.
"You'll need this," he smiled, before returning to Michael's side, swinging his legs over Michael's and kissing his cheek. Michael turned his head and they kissed deeply, aroused by the erotic sight before them.
Sean was absent-mindedly running his fingers through Skylar's dirty-blond mop of hair and he reached forward with his other hand now, gently running his palm over his hyper-responsive nipple. Skylar arched and moaned, losing himself in the touches on his sensitive body. Jake met Sean's eye and nibbled his lip as he reached forward to stroke the length of Skylar's cock, reaching down to cup his balls and roll them in his palm. This turned the moans into a growl of lust.
Dr. Neale knelt, popping the cap of the lube. James pulled away, stroking Skylar's exposed thigh as he held the leg up high. Jake helped by hooking his arm around the other thigh, as Dr. Neale applied lube to the hot muscle. He pushed forward with his middle finger, coating the inside of Skylar's passage generously. He added more lube, and two more fingers, rotating them in Skylar's excited hole. Skylar pushed his head back, feeling Sean's aroused cock pressing into him and smiling.
Dr. Neale covered his shaft in more lube and Jake watched, fascinated, as he lined the head up with James. The head of his cock looked bigger than a golf ball and Jake gulped as he forced it past the ring, dragging a gasped exhalation from Skylar, who raised his fist to his mouth, biting down hard as he wriggled his hips, looking for the point of comfort.
"Are you okay?" Dr. Neale asked, solicitously, hoping desperately for a positive response.
"Don't stop," was Skylar's purred answer. Dr. Neale kept moving forward, panting through his own concentrated sensations. Skylar was making small noises as his body adapted to the intense stretching, mewling and breathlessly puffing. Jake reached forward again to reach his cock, taking it firmly into his grip now, stroking in time to the doctor's movements. Finally, the doctor had fully speared himself inside Skylar and he paused, before partially drawing out and sliding deeply back in.
