Chapter 2

Shane Bush, Tuesday, January 26, 2010

Dad was waiting in the kitchen when I got out of the shower.

"You want a ride to school? I figured with this Program thing you might want to wear shorts."

"Good idea, thanks."

He dropped me off in front of the school, where a crowd had gathered in anticipation. It included most of the school, a local TV news crew, and a motley assortment of church groups screaming that The Program was an abomination unto the Lord. This last group was closely observed by a pair of cops.

I made my way through the crowd and found Michelle.

"I have an idea," she said, "let's give them a surprise."

My dick got hard as I imagined what she was thinking of. We stripped off quickly and Michelle got down on all fours.

"Give it to me, baby!" she yelled.

I needed no second invitation and quickly knelt down. I grasped her waist and eased my dick into her cunt. The crowd around us cheered as I started fucking her doggy-style. I tried to hold out longer than I had the last time, both for Michelle's sake and for the audience. I bit my lip and groaned as I neared the point of no return. Finally, I couldn't take it anymore and came inside her.

We both stood up and tried to make our way through the crowd. I noticed that it was freezing cold and wanted to get inside, but first I had to accept a high-five from just about every guy we passed.

I made it to my first period English class and sat down. Fortunately the heat in the building was set to a comfortable temperature. The teacher asked me if I needed relief, which elicited laughter from the rest of the class. I filled her in on what had happened and she blushed.

I got mobbed again coming out of class, mainly with girls wanting the same treatment I'd given Michelle. I regretfully informed them that that didn't count as a Reasonable Request and got to Trigonometry just before the bell rang.

I sat down for lunch with Michelle and the guys from the soccer team. We were exempt from requests during lunch. That didn't stop a guy I recognized from the football team, Jason Trevino. He demanded that Michelle show him her pussy.

"You can't make requests during lunch," Michelle informed him, curtly.

"Says who?"

"The Program pamphlet, dumbass. Did you bother to read it?"

"Fuck you!" He stomped off, muttering under his breath.

Michelle informed us that she had already had problems with the guy.

"Yeah, he's bad news," Vince said, "Molly Alvarado said he raped her in the bathroom at a party last year, but the cops didn't believe her."

"Shit, now I'm worried about going to the bathroom." We'd all heard stories about what could happen to girls using the boys' bathrooms during The Program.

"Get someone to walk with you," Vince's brother Anthony suggested, "I can go with you now."

"Thanks," they walked off together. Vince Miller

By the time lunch ended, I was in desperate need of relief. I got to Biology and told the teacher so.

About five girls raised their hands.

"Thanks, but I think I'll take care of myself." I had only once tried to do anything with a girl, last year. I had been dating Shannon Greer for a couple of months, and finally wound up in a situation where I couldn't talk myself out of having sex. When my dick went limp, she immediately dumped me. I ended up having to pay her not to tell anyone, and she'd come back for more money over the summer.

I stood at the front of the class, spat on my hand, and grasped my cock. As the entire rest of the class watched me, I began stroking it. I bit my lip, fearful that I would accidentally yell out Danny's name. I pumped harder as I got more into it, throwing my head back and closing my eyes. I felt my toes clench against the cold tile floor. I could feel an impending orgasm and tried to aim my dick upwards, towards my chest. I didn't quite make it before I lost control. When I opened my eyes, I saw that I had spurted onto the desk of the girl in front of me.