The Crimson Circle
Copyright© 2025 by jamesbreitbart
Chapter 6
Coming of Age Sex Story: Chapter 6 - The story of Nolan Pierce, a freshman at a prestigious boarding school with an influential network of secret societies and a number of storied traditions - many of which involve nudity.
Caution: This Coming of Age Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including mt/ft mt/Fa mt Teenagers Blackmail Gay Heterosexual School Alternate History Humiliation Group Sex Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial Exhibitionism First Masturbation Oral Sex Voyeurism Foot Fetish Public Sex Nudism Politics
Jamie Calloway
I had recruited one member from each of the secret societies to attend the common room party. Marina Ellis from the Ebony Quill, Cassie Voss from the Black Lantern Society, Fiona McAllister from the Sable Order, Caleb Thornton from the Silver Serpents, and Ellie. The party was a chance for them to scout out potential taps and for the potential taps to learn more about the secret societies and get used to socializing naked.
While we were out running, the society members had put on some music and set out a cooler full of beer, a bong, and some snacks and waters. Most of the guys went straight for the beer. Pierce and Montgomery, who were both a bit winded from the run, quickly chugged waters. Callahan was the first to do a hit from the bong, but it made its way around the room and most of us did hits – including myself and the club representatives.
I noticed that Pierce avoided the marijuana and nursed his beer slowly after he’d finished the water. Without realizing it, he had passed the second test. The party was intended to catch two kinds of people the secret societies didn’t want – bogarts who took more than their fair share of the weed or beverages and teetotalers who made a show of not drinking or smoking. Pierce didn’t want to smoke, but he wasn’t being awkward about it. I nudged Ellie to make sure she noticed. She nodded to indicate that she did.
“You want to start?”
“You bet.”
I sat down on the couch and watched Ellie do her thing. “Who wants a blow job?”
The freshmen looked at her, astonished. “Wait, seriously?” Alvarez asked.
“Seriously.” Ellie was known for giving the best head of any girl at Wilson, which was a major reason why she had been elected student body president. I loved to watch almost as much as I loved getting it myself.
The boys lined up, except for Fitzgerald and Pierce. Ellie knelt down in front of the line and began with Marcus Flynn. When it was Dylan Reed’s turn, she swallowed all eight inches of his dick.
“Did she get the whole thing?” Callahan asked.
“Yeaaaaaaah...” Reed groaned.
“Holy shit!”
Ellie sucked off every boy in line. By the time she got to the end her face was glazed with cum and she had probably swallowed twice as much. She stood up and went over to Fitzgerald.
“Your turn!”
Fitzgerald smiled. “I’ll pass.”
She turned to Pierce, who now had a choice to make. He was still hard from the run, and Ellie was good enough that she could give him an orgasm even if he wasn’t really attracted to her. He could stay in the closet and maybe even uncover a previously hidden sliver of bisexuality. But he chose the braver option.
“I’ll pass too.”
That was another point in his favor. He and Fitzgerald sat down next to me on the couch while Ellie sucked off Caleb. Callahan went back to his room and returned a minute later with a lighter and a pack of smokes. “Anybody want one?”
Sinclair and all the athletes shook their heads, but Ashton Cole and Eli Turner took him up on the offer and went outside on the balcony. “I might smoke later,” Fitzgerald said. He turned to Pierce. “You know, we don’t have to let them have all the fun.”
“I’ve never actually done anything with a guy before,” Pierce admitted.
“I’ve got some lotion in my room, so we can jerk off.”
“Here or there?”
“Here. We don’t have anything to hide.” Fitzgerald walked back to his room and returned with a bottle of hand lotion. He squirted some on his hand and then on Pierce’s, and they began jerking each other off. Pierce was hesitant at first but quickly got into the spirit. As he got more into it, he began rubbing his bare foot over Fitzgerald’s. Fitzgerald got the message and they began playing footsie while they masturbated. Ellie and I watched them cum, and then Ellie finally gave me my blow job, the first I’d had from her in three long months.
We went back to our bedroom and I ate her out, then we fell asleep. We were awoken the next morning by someone pounding on the door. My first thought was that one of the kids on the hall was sick or had gotten in some sort of trouble. When I opened the door, I found Ms. Hodes staring at me.
“Mr. Calloway, can you come to my apartment, there’s something we need to discuss.”
“Yeah, just give me minute to...”
“Immediately. There’s no need to get dressed.”
I followed Ms. Hodes downstairs. All the dorm supervisors got a three-bedroom apartment on the ground floor of their building, provided gratis during the term of their service. As the Wilson School is located in one of the higher cost of living areas of Connecticut, the arrangement was a strong incentive for teachers to serve as dorm supervisors. When I came to Wilson as a freshman, Ms. Hodes had been Mrs. Ferris, wife of Mr. Ferris, the government teacher and mother of two young daughters, Haley and Allie. She had caught me smoking pot in my first week at Wilson and blackmailed me into having sex with her. I told the Crimson Circle about the relationship during my initiation, and they told me to keep it up because it was useful to have influence over her. I used my influence to throw parties in my dorm room without worrying about getting caught, until the day Mr. Ferris walked in on me eating her out. The rumor on campus was that he had demanded a massive severance payment not to go public. The affair had inspired my father’s most recent novel, which finally won him the Pulitzer.