The next day the energy in the school was radically different. I could feel it from the moment I left my room and went downstairs to start setting up the next round of labs. The guys were up and walking around, and their interaction with the girls was interesting to watch. Since the full power of their big cocks was unleashed in the freestyle labs yesterday, the aides seemed to regard all the students with an air of confidence and ownership. They didn’t look at them shyly or longingly anymore, but now with glances of intention that seemed to say, “maybe tonight I’ll fuck YOU.” The girls knew exactly what these glances meant, and that now their performance at the school didn’t stop when the lab was over. Since any aide could pick a girl to fuck that evening however he wanted to, it was to her advantage to get on his better side, in hopes that he would make the experience manageable for her, or perhaps just pass her on to a smaller guy. The students used to pass them before with blushes and giggles, but now they lowered their heads respectfully or gave them a humble greeting as they went by. Furthermore, since Joe had the biggest dick and picked his girl first, I noticed that the other two aides took a more submissive attitude toward him, establishing him as the alpha male in the school. A sort of hierarchy developed, with Brandon superior to Jared, and Joe superior to him. This was interesting and exciting for me to watch, because the three had become friends in the few weeks they had known each other, but their relationship had a layer of competition underneath it that was noticeable. Brandon would sometimes chide Jared when he fucked a girl that Jared had been working on for a few days, saying he hadn’t “loosened her up” enough for him, which made Jared fuck the next one harder and deeper in order to avoid Brandon’s ribbing. I felt the difference working on me as well: when two aides requested to work on the same girl in a technique lab, I always deferred to the better hung guy, almost without thinking about it, and the smaller guy didn’t argue. I even forgot the restriction I gave to Joe that he not fuck a girl who hadn’t worked with him yet. On the second evening he picked Meredith for his freestyle lab, in front of everyone in the class. He had never fucked her before, and I knew why he had done this so publicly without asking me first: he thought he should be able to fuck anyone in the class, and he was testing me to see if I would resist him. I stood dumbstruck for a moment, surprised that he would be so bold, but then nodded and agreed as if this had always been the rule. Since size worship was the whole reason for the school’s existence, and it was already the second week, it seemed wrong to deny Joe any student he wanted to fuck during freestyle labs. If Jared could fuck any one of them, then Joe with his much larger penis should certainly be allowed to as well, and make his choice before Jared.

Joe started to walk around school without dressing, letting his soft meat swing proudly between his thin legs as he walked, his enormous ball sack slapping against them. I also found that he had been taking girls into his room at night, when everyone else was asleep. This was on the third day of lab week, when I left my room early in the morning to see Anna slipping out of his room in a furtive rush. She stopped when it was clear I had seen her, and leaned against the wall in an embarrassed pose. I was mildly upset and asked what she had been doing. She explained that she had spent the night with Joe in order to practice a few techniques that she didn’t think she had mastered yet. This seemed somewhat plausible (Anna was a very earnest student, though she lacked some confidence), but I knew there had to be more. I found out that Joe had approached her the day before and offered to give her a “1” score on a pleasure exam next week if she would service him in his room every night. She agreed and had spent the whole night licking his giant scrotum, something Joe loved to have done while he fell asleep. She had felt that she was slipping behind the other students, and was nervous about failing next week. I let her go and told her I would think about the matter.

On one hand it was cheating, since nighttime wasn’t class time, and Joe should really give the 1 to the girl who pleasured him the best during the 30 minute exam, not the entire week before. On the other hand, I wondered if I wasn’t missing an opportunity to further instill the spirit of size worship in my students by forbidding any sex outside of the curriculum. The best judge of how to pleasure a big cock is the guy who owns the big cock, and that pleasure might include a lifestyle of service, not just rote techniques performed on his penis during a specific tested time period. If I allowed the aides to make deals and stipulations with the students behind the scenes, it might be a more realistic chance for the girls to practice serving big dicks like they would in the real world- without rules or supervision. It should not be their only grade, of course, but I saw the value in definitely making it part of their education.

In the end I decided on a compromise. I approached Joe and told him that I wanted to make a separate grade that each of the girls would receive: At the end of the third week, before their final exam, each aide would rank order the girls from 1 to 6 based on their opinion of their performance since the beginning of the semester. In order to graduate, each student had to rank a 1 or a 2 in at least one guy’s scale. I told him that he could make demands and deals with Anna and the rest of the girls, as long as this grade was the only one he would barter with. My goal was to make this grade an incentive for the students to compete for the approval of the aides during the entire course. Joe agreed, and I told the other two as well, both of whom thought it was a good idea. The students themselves took the news with anticipation and a bit of alarm: it was already the second week, and some of them already had a head start. I told them I had a lot of faith in their street smarts and feminine intuition (what girl doesn’t know what a guy wants?) and that this was a much needed element in their education. “This school is supposed to prepare you for real life,” I said. “These are the same rules as you’ll find out there.”