The Recruiter

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The Recruiter

Math exams are the worst. Ryan Dennis spent the last 5 minutes staring at the exam page frozen, frantically trying to figure out what to do. His eyes glanced at the clock, watching time pass by, waiting for the moment of genius to present. No such luck. He looked around, everyone else seemed to be doing just fine on the exam.

The classroom door opened. A lady, dressed more like she belonged in a corporate meeting than at a school was standing in the doorway. She was a younger lady, maybe mid 30’s or so.

“I’m looking for a Ryan Dennis?” She asked. All eyes instantly turned to Ryan. He was already nervous enough because of the math exam, now some strange lady was asking for him. Ryan raised his hand, unsure of what was to become.

“Ryan, please come with me.” The lady ordered.

“Excuse me, we are in the middle of an exam” The teacher stated.

“Don’t worry, I’ve cleared it the principal. He can finish up later.” She replied. Although there was a sense of frustration between the two, the teacher ultimately gave Ryan the “nod” to go ahead. Ryan stood up, collected his belongings, brought his test up to the front of the classroom and followed the stranger out into the hall.

“Hi Ryan, my name is Elizabeth Jacobs” The two shook hands, Ryan following Mrs. Jacobs down the school hallway. After a few minutes of walking, Mrs. Jacobs led Ryan into an empty classroom at the end of the hall. She sat informally on the teacher’s desk at the front of the classroom.

“I am here to discuss the possibility of providing you with a scholarship for college next year.” Ryan’s eyes widened.

“Really?” He asked

“Yes, we are looking to provide you with an athletic scholarship”

Ryan played for his high school soccer team, and was quite good. Though he never thought he would receive a free college education for his ability to play. Ryan was 17 and just started applying to colleges next year. Ryan forgot all about that math test he was destined to fail.

“How does this work?” Ryan asked.

“Well, I just wanted to conduct a bit of an interview with you to ask you what about what you are looking for in a college. I also want to ask you about your high school grades, extracurricular activities and all that stuff. Then I need to perform a physical exam.” She replied back.

“Why do I need a physical?” Ryan was somewhat confused, but would have agreed to anything. He knew his family could use the help financially and that he may not get the opportunity again to get into a great college on his grades.

“Well, if we are going to give you a free ride, for athletics, we need to make sure you check out physically.” Made sense. If you were going to buy a new house, you would want a full history of the house and an inspection before buying it.

“Ok that works” Ryan replied.

Mrs. Jacobs placed her purse on the desk next to her, opened up the bag and pulled out a stethoscope, vanilla folder and pen.

“Take off your shirt, I am going to begin by listening to your lungs” she ordered.

Ryan was wearing a blue Adidas T-shirt and jeans. He took off his shirt, tossing it on a desk behind him. It felt strange stripping in a classroom. He stepped closer to Mrs. Jacobs as she placed an ice cold stethoscope to his chest. She grabbed his hand to feel for his pulse. She moved the stethoscope to his left side and down lower. He shivered a bit, both from not having a shirt and having the metallic rim over his body. She looked up and smiled.

“Everything seems good so far. Turn around.”

Ryan turned around, as she moved the stethoscope to his backside. She took a quick glance down. Although his jeans weren’t super tight fighting, it still provided an appetizing preview. She used her hands to turn Ryan around to face her again.

“Lungs, heart and pulse all check out. How often do you exercise?” She asked

“A few times a week. Though I’m pretty active”

“I can tell. You have some muscles” She said, motioning to his chest and abdomen. He was no body builder, standing at 5’8 150 pounds, but he had the beginnings of a six pack on his stomach.

“Ever experience shortness of breath? Lightheadedness? Dizziness when standing up?” She asked

“I don’t think so.”

She was taking some notes on her paper inside her folder.

“You can take your pants off now” She said

Ryan didn’t question her, but he looked at the window on the classroom door making sure no one was peaking in.

“What’s wrong?” she asked.

“There’s just a lot of windows.” There was a small window on the door, and also windows looking outside of the classroom.

“Nobody is going to see, trust me” She said with a reassuring smile.

Ryan undid his button and zipper, and began pulling down his jeans. She watched with interest, after all, she did think guys with short brown hair and blue eyes were attractive. He placed the jeans next to his shirt and turned around to face her, standing in his American Eagle ‘American Flag decorated’ Boxer briefs. He let out an awkward laugh.

“I didn’t think I’d be showing these off today” He said.

“Cute, but I actually need the undies off too.”

“What” He said looking around at all the windows again; an elevated nervousness taking over.

He took a deep breath, and placed his hands in the elastic band of his underwear and dropped them to the ground. The scholarship was a big deal, and he didn’t want to blow his chance of receiving the money, though he was not comfortable at all. He kicked his briefs to the side and stood up straight facing her.

“That wasn’t so bad now was it?” She said. Ryan didn’t respond.

“Turn around please.” She ordered.

Ryan turned around. There was no medical reason for it, but she wanted to check out his rear end. She smiled with his back turn and then had him face her again. She reached out and grabbed Ryan’s arm, stretching it out away from his body.

“Flex for me.” She ordered. Ryan flexed his arm. She ran her warm hand over his flexed muscle, feeling for firmness. She then lowered the arm back by his side. She then ran her hand over his chest, feeling his muscles in a similar feeling. In a continuous motion, she dragged her hand down his body to his abdomen. Ryan kept looking straight ahead, trying not to pay attention to where her gaze was heading too.

Her hand stopped a few inches below his belly-button. She pinched his skin, trying to feel for stomach fat and finding none. She continued lower.

“I see you shave. How often do you shave the pubic hair?” she asked as she ran her hand across his smooth skin.

“A few times a month. I like to keep it neat.”

Ryan now looked up to the ceiling knowing exactly where she was heading to next. She cupped her right hand and took a hold of his testicles. The warmth of her hand sending tingles through his whole body.

“I’m sorry, it’s a bit cold in here. It’s not quite as big as it normally…” He said, trying to ease the awkward tension.

“It’s perfectly fine.” Cutting him off.

Still holding his dangling balls, she used her free hand and touched the base of his penis. Then gripping his penis, slowly moved her hand down the shaft of his penis. A good 4 inches soft she estimated. Ryan was trying hard to avoid the embarrassing erection. She was impressed, if he was 4 inches in a cold classroom, how big would he be normally. Unsuccessful on her first attempt to get his penis erect, she moved her hand again to the base of the penis and slowly pulled along the shaft. By her third attempt, he was rock hard.

After another minute of teasing his dick, she let go, satisfied with her work. She walked back to her bag and started fumbling around. Ryan glanced down at his penis as he felt the pulsating desire for it to be touched again. He took another peak at the windows of the classroom to the outdoors, a part of him worrying some unwelcome praying eyes spied from the bushes. He was unsure of where to place his hands and if he should even attempt to cover himself.

“Have you ever measured yourself? Mrs. Jacobs asked, catching the teenage boy off guard.

“Huh?”

“Your penis, have you ever measured?” she asked now holding a measuring tape in her hand.

“I haven’t and why do you need to know that for a scholarship?”

“Ryan, if we are going to spend tens of thousands of dollars on you, we need to do a complete physical.”

“Is it going to be written down?”

“Yes Ryan, but only a few people are going to see it who work in the health department. You don’t need to worry” she said as she gripped his penis once again and used it to pull the boy closer to her. She massaged the organ for a few moments before placing the measuring tape against it. “seven inches”

“Can I put my underwear back on?” Ryan gazed down at the woman with a strong grip on his penis.

“No” she replied, “I have another test I need to perform.”

She continued massaging Ryan’s penis for a few more seconds. Her smile turned into a wide grin. Ryan closed his eyes. What she was doing felt really good, but at the same time didn’t want this older woman touching him. He tried focusing on the good feeling she was providing, hell, maybe she would jerk him for a few minutes, let him finish his load and be on his way. He tried to zone out the world, the same way he does when playing sports or taking an exam. The world became quieter and the classroom faded out. And just as he started enjoying the woman massaging his penis she stopped.

“Ok, I’m going to have you walk around the classroom for the next half hour down that aisle, around the back of the classroom and then down the aisle against the window” her hand pointed around the classroom in a square pattern. “Don’t stop walking, but I want you to keep the erection” she added pointing to his penis.

“Wait what?” He had to clarify.

“While walking I want you to keep your penis erect without Ejaculating.”

“Why? What does this have to do with a physical” Ryan had accepted getting naked and even having this woman tease his dick a bit, but this sounded too far fetched for the teenager.

“I’m testing your stamina, circulation and mind. Keeping yourself erect is going to help me gadge your endurance and heart health especially while walking around the classroom. And will also help me understand your hormone levels in your body.

Ryan signed and started walking round the room. He needed that scholarship and after everything he’s gone through so far, he was determined to get it. He started strolling around the classroom, occasionally using his hand to keep his erection.

“Pick up your pace please”

Ryan’s walk became more like a power walk. Mrs. Jacobs watched from the front of the classroom, trying to hide her smirk but it was too difficult to hide the emotional expression on her face. She enjoyed having a boy circle the classroom while giving himself a handjob. Power and entertainment, a perfect way to begin your day.

“Alright I have another student coming any moment, keep up that pace”

“What? You’re not going to let someone else into this classroom while im doing this”

“Don’t worry Ryan. We won’t even pay attention to you”

A few seconds later a knock at the classroom door. Mrs. Jacobs strolled to the door, turning the knob and opening the door, glancing one last time at Ryan. She chuckled to herself and invited the next student in.

2

Tyler was a smaller kid and not the first person to come to mind when thinking about an Athletic scholarship. He was not the football jock or some weightlighter or even taller than 6 feet, but he could run and run fast. He took a step into the room, gazed over at Ryan still walking around the desk and looked to Mrs. Jacobs. Tyler hesitated in the doorway and although he did not speak, his eyes spoke.

“Come in Tyler, yes you are in the right spot” she said and motioned Tyler to the desk at the front of the room. “Let me find your papers” she said as she strolled over to the desk with Tyler and went through her files, now scattered on the desk.

Tyler turned his head, observing Ryan for a few seconds and then turned back to Mrs. Jacobs.

“You are here, like Ryan over there for our Athletic scholarship, which will include full tuition” Mrs. Jacobs continued as she gave the same speech that she did to Ryan.

“Am I going to have to do that?” Tyler asked, pointing behind him.

Mrs. Jacobs smiled and nodded “we will come to that later, don’t worry about that now, but I am going to have you remove your jeans and shirt please so I can get started”

Ryan made another lap around the room, slowing his pace, and trying not to lose the erection. The initial excitement his penis felt started to dissipate and he found it difficult to maintain by lap three. He slowed his speed to a crawl, and was determined to succeed at the task. He needed the money, hell he was already this far in the process. He rubbed his penis and continued. He glanced in front of him as he approached the front of the classroom. He almost started to see Tyler as his competition for the scholarship. He watched as his classmate undressed.

Tyler removed his jeans and placed them in a pile of clothes scattered on the ground. Mrs. Jacobs circled the boy standing in just his briefs, stopping behind him. As Ryan passed close by, she reached her hand out and gave Ryan a slight touch on his butt. She then reached for Tyler’s shoulders, feeling the muscles on his body. She squeezed her hand and noticed his body tense slightly in response. She then let her hand fade down towards the waistband of his underwear. She glanced down. The briefs offered little protection from her wandering eye. She walked around back in front of Tyler; Mrs. Jacobs enjoyed boys who had blond hair. She took a quick peek at the front of his briefs before turning her gaze to the body of the boy.

After another lap, Ryan found the struggle of keeping an erection frustrating and difficult. As Mrs. Jacobs continued to examine Tyler, he began to worry about his own penis size. Surely an athletic scholarship wouldn’t look at something like that would it? But it had to matter to some degree too, why else would they require a measurement? Ryan watched on as Tyler stripped his last piece of clothing. Trying not to pay too much attention, but also took occasional peaks over at his naked classmate’s behind. As Ryan made another round, he slowed his pace, almost to a stand still as he passed Tyler to eavesdrop on the questions.

“How sexually active are you?” Mrs. Jacobs asked Tyler

Tyler blushed, turning his head to see if Ryan was listening or paying attention.

“Don’t worry about him,” she reassured.

“I’ve never had sex” Tyler answered.

She reached down and grabbed Tyler’s balls, about to make him cough. “How often do you masterbate?” She asked.

Tyler paused for a couple seconds, uncomfortable not only having to share this information with a lady he never met before, but also in front of a classmate he sees every day. “A couple times a week.”

“Everything works?” She asked.

Tyler just nodded. And coughed on her instruction.

“Alright, we are going to take a quick measurement.” She said as she started grabbing and pulling on his penis

Tyler tried to step back, feeling uncomfortable and exposed. Her free hand grabbed his butt and pulled him back to her. “Why do we have to do this?”

“We like to make sure everything is developing,” she replied. She noted that Tyler’s penis was smaller than Ryans and his balls easily lay in the cup of her hand unlike Ryans. “Are you nervous and cold or is it normally that size?” she asked

Tyler looked down, not wanting to look at Mrs. Jacobs or Ryan. “Normal” was the only word he could get out, and even that word was barely audible.

Mrs. Jacobs began to stroke Tyler's Penis noting the light blond pubic hair. She gripped his whole penis in between her hands and started the process of making the penis erect. After a few minutes, the penis hardened in her hand and came to life. “This is better, he’s growing a bit” she looked at his penis while speaking and continued to rub. She grabbed the measuring tape after a few more strokes and brought it up to the base of his penis “I think it was a little shy at first.” she added, trying to ease the tension. “Three inches erect” she noted.

Tyler stood frozen, hands locked at his sides. His body, cold, except for the sensation of warmth around his groin from her hands.

Mrs. Jacobs released Tyler’s penis, walked over to the desk and took out her pen and started jotting down notes. She glanced at both boys, grinned and looked down at her papers. ‘Time for a little fun’ she thought to herself. “Ryan” She spoke loud enough for Ryan in the back of the room to hear her voice. “I forgot to write down your penis measurement. Can you remind me?” She actually remembered the size of both boys, but she wanted the two boys to compare and think about the size of the other boy.

“A little over 7 inches,” Ryan said from the back of the room.

Using the same volume, even though Tyler was practically next to her; “And you were three inches right Tyler?” She asked.

Tyler just nodded and blushed.

“Ryan can you come over here?” she asked. Ryan completed his last circuit which seemed like an eternity but probably lasted about ten minutes. He was able to maintain the erection the whole time. He felt proud of that. As Ryan walked next to Tyler, he was also proud of how much bigger his penis was than Tyler’s both in thickness and length. The two boys stood side by side both erect. They both took a quick peek at each other before staring at Mrs. Jacobs.

“Ok boys, I know this may seem a bit embarrassing, but I have learned alot about you two in the short time we have had together. I think I almost have all the information I need before I submit my report.” The two boys both looked relieved that this physical was almost over. She smiled and in a final devilish move you spoke to Tyler. “I think Ryan’s held his erection long enough, Tyler would you mind giving him a helping hand and help him ejaculate please” She made a motion with her hand giving the air a hand-job.

“No, I’m not doing that.” Tyler responded

“I don’t want another guy touching my dick” Ryan injected.

“Boys, you don’t get a choice”

“You can’t make us” Ryan added

“Alright, then considered your application for a full college scholarship rescinded.” She turned around, started collecting her files on the desk and began to pack up.

“Wait!” Ryan told her, and he turned to Tyler. “I need this.”

“Let’s get it over with”

Tyler turned to Ryan, got down on his knees, grabbed Ryan’s penis and brought it into his mouth. Both Ryan and Mrs. Jacobs were shocked. She had only asked Tyler to jerk the kid off, not give him a blow job. Ryan’s disbelief quickly disappeared as the pleasurable sensation took over and he closed his eyes. After a few minutes, the whole ordeal was done.

“Ryan you may get dressed and leave. I want to have a quick word with Tyler.” Tyler stood up and wiped his mouth with his arm. Ryan started to get dressed. A few minutes later, it was just Tyler and Mrs. Jacobs.

“Well Tyler, you may have a small penis, but you appear to be quite good at giving head.”

Tyler’s pale cheeks turned red.

“If you show me how good you are, I’ll give you the scholarship over Ryan” She started pulling up her dress. Tyler got down onto his knees again. Mrs. Jacobs grinned. “Good boy”

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