Zamuel couldn't wash away the bitter taste of Tulis' sperm no matter how much he washed his mouth with water and was set up to endure it for the ceremony when he went up a set of marble stairs as loud clacks of someone running in heels came from behind.
"Hey, wait!"
He stopped and turned to see a curvaceous femboy in stockings, red high heels, a loose rose-coloured shirt and a black thong run up to him. He had a plastic bottle with a purple liquid sloshing in it that Zam recognised as mouthwash. Just what he needed!
"Thanks for waiting!" Curvy said a bit breathlessly and shoved the bottle into Zam's hands. "Smoker cum is dreadful so I thought you needed it."
Zam stared at him sheepishly and then at the bottle. "Y-you saw what happened?" He asked, his blush returning.
"Mhm. Had to rub one out after that, haha." He said with not an ounce of shame for admitting he got horny from the public blowjob and jerking it.
Basic school taught some version of decency but once they're fourteen it's dropped completely from their curriculum. Many say that humanity has lost its way and turned to debauchery, which was true for the latter but now it was a way of life. Sex was everywhere, wherever one looked and morals on that front are naught but gone entirely. Even shy virgins like Zam got introduced to the fun by their own family. Farro, Zam's friend, lost his virginity to his mother when he was sixteen and now had a son that his parents were taking care of.
"Glad you liked it, hehe." Zam responded, his ears turning red as he poured a cap of mouthwash and got to washing away the horrible taste.
"I'm Xero, by the way." Curve said and extended his hand that Zam shook. Zam swirled and churned the minty and stinging mouthwash for a long minute and went over to the fountain just besides the entrance.
The front of the school had a grandiose entryway with multiple glass doors and a large construction of glass rising up diagonally above the chiseled marble stairs. He could see other boys sitting in there as a busty woman in a suit was getting ready to make a speech on an upraised platform.
"Zamuel," He responded and went in. He felt uncomfortable as his heels clacked on the smooth floor while he went to the last two empty seats. The woman, a tall dark blue asir, watched him along with a cadre of other people sitting just behind her. Xero sat next to him, obviously him and Zam being the last ones to arrive.
"Now that everyone is here," The alien began, her voice low lest it echo in this place. "I am the Headmistress and I welcome you to Rosellate Academy. I also thank you for respecting our need for discretion."
Unlike outside, now Zam could smell everyone's perfume. Rose, cinnamon and many other more extravagant scents colluded and mixed in his nose. It was unexpected to say the least as he had troubles breathing while the headmistress talked - Xero beside him smelled a lot bearable, just a hint of apple and sweat. Meanwhile his hair smelled of musky cock and sperm.
"You must've seen our other students just outside. Follow their example. Your uniforms will be given to you tomorrow and the dress code will be explained as well." 'Follow their example' was a loaded sentence, Zam thought and a shiver went up his spine as he revisited the lewdness. "As to your education, it will last for four years and it is going to be much harder than Basic. We expect you to give it your all and for precisely that purpose we're offering you lodgings here during your studying here."
This produced a low murmur amongst the boys but immediately went quiet when the asir continued.
"You will be also given your personal Academy tablets over which you will do your schoolwork, assignments and exams. They are gene-coded to you and only you. Don't lose them." Seven men arrived from a side room, hauling ten black slates each in their arms. Calling them just men was a misnomer as the only sign they were men were their tallness and how flat-chested they were. The effeminate men dressed in skimpy uniforms of their own went to the seven rows and handed each their tablet.
Zam caught a whiff of barely-disguised musk as one passed him by and saw the tip of his cock peek out just a bit from under the hem of his short skirt. Xero leaned in as he pressed his finger to the screen of the tablet to gene-lock it.
"I wonder if they have open job positions here because this looks amazing!" He whispered with a grin while Zam blushed and did the same with his own tablet.
"Your first classes begin tomorrow at ten AM. But, until then, we've prepared for you some festivities around the school so hang out and mingle. Ask any of our students, teachers or servants and they'll gladly help you. Without further ado, I once again welcome you to Rosellate Academy and those that wish to know more about the history of this school can come with me."
It was a strangely lackluster greeting, considering, and the chairs screeched as some of them got up to follow the asir headmistress further into the school. Zam was busy getting acquainted to the tablet as it greeted him. It said to take a selfie and like the femboy he is, he pouted and the tablet's screen flashed as it assigned that picture as his school profile.
Various other information was then presented to him like his blood type, weight, age and the like. Xero seemed intent in figuring out this thing as well but more to find the map where all the fun stuff is. "Hey, each year has their own common room thing. They're throwing down a welcoming party there."
Zam was never a party animal and more the kind to sit or stand somewhere and let the others to do the dancing, and fucking. But he was turning over a new leaf and maybe it's time he got into it. "Yeah? Think it's gonna beat Basic graduation party?"
"Didn't you see? They ain't even wearing panties. There's bound to be cock there." Xero said lustily and Zam spotted his thong bulge as he grew hard. He was as well, to be fair, and blushed again before getting up.
"Let's go."
