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As an ensemble story, it can occasionally be hard to keep track of characters, so below is a brief summary to help remind you who they are.
Daniel `Danny' Davies – 11 – Year 7 – Dorm 1.01 - Danny is a lively boy who is just in the early days of finding himself and learning about his own fetishes and interests. (locked in chastity, by choice)
Christopher `Chris' Smith – 12 – Year 7 – Dorm 1.01 – Chris is a loving, affectionate Irish boy with a large family. Recently started a relationship with Kyle Scott. At Danny's suggestion, Chris did not cum for a week while Kyle was away, but on his return, Kyle requested Chris wait another week, meaning he has not cum since Halloween. (unlocked)
Nicholas `Nicky' Jones – 12 – Year 7 – Dorm 1.01 – Nicky was an early bloomer, already taller and more developed than anyone in his year. Started a relationship at the start of the year with his mentor, Will, who remains undeveloped and locked in chastity because of it. (unlocked)
Michael `Mikey' Corbyn – 11 – Year 7 – Dorm 1.01 – Mikey is a volatile, often angry boy who has only just started to make friends with Danny, but still remains largely isolated. (locked in chastity)
Robert `Rob' Wilson – 11 – Year 7 – Dorm 1.01 – Rob is an intelligent boy and often spokesperson for the dorm, usually doing the thinking for them too. Recently obsessed with finding out who pranked the dorm. (locked in chastity)
David Brown – 11 – Year 7 – Dorm 1.01 – David is the youngest and shortest in the dorm, making him take on the `little brother' role to many. Intelligent but naïve and sensitive, he often looks to the others for support. (locked in chastity)
Kyle Scott – 12 – Year 7 – Dorm 1.04 – Although Kyle met Chris first, he initially became friends with Danny before getting to know Chris. Stayed at the school over the October half-term break and started dating Chris. (unlocked)
Brian Pearson – 15 – Year 10 – Dorm 2.02 – Brian is mentor to Chris and best friend to Danny's mentor. Brian always likes to tease Danny, referring to him by playful nicknames rather than by name.
Tales from Kingswood --------------------
Chapter 18 ----------
Thursday 14 November 2019
Kingswood promised many things for their students, both officially and unofficially. By the time they would leave after their seventh year at the school, each student would hold a good range of GCSE qualifications, a handful of A-Levels, a well-rounded experience of extra-curriculars, well-developed social skills and a healthy understanding of sex and relationships. One skill that was never mentioned in any of the brochures or even the welcomes given by the mentors was probably the most important one – silent typing!
Silent typing was the ability to sit in a near silent classroom, while conversing online with others in the classroom without the teacher hearing a single key press or seeing the slightest arm movement. If not for this noble and time-honoured skill, the boys would be forced to actually pay full attention and limit their socialising to after-school and weekends, and I think we can all agree... that shit ain't happening!
In-classroom communication came in the form of a secret app installed on all of the boys' school laptops, courtesy of Kingswood secret cabal of hackers and modders, the same ones who had added features onto the Kingswood app that the 1.01 boys had been promised they would be introduced to `when they were ready'. Rather than communicating via the school's wi-fi network, which would have allowed the teachers to intercept and observe, it relied on local communication only, meaning it was limited to the students in each class, but that was still enough to give most of the boys someone to chat to when they got sufficiently bored in a lesson.
It was seventh period and while Chris was riveted by Mr Fitzsimmons' rambling about authors, Danny, who sat beside him, had found his mind wandering right away. While he had not yet fully refined his silent typing skills, he had the advantage of being on the back row, which gave him a little more freedom to type unnoticed. He was just about to type out a message to Josh, who he could see was just as uninterested in the lesson as he was when he got a message pop-up from Mikey.
[It's not too late to change your mind!] Mikey messaged.
[Huh?] Danny replied, feeling like he had come in part way through the conversation.
[Your birthday!] Mikey replied. [If you asked Mr T I bet you'd still be able to get a day out!]
Danny rolled his eyes a little. With his own birthday coming up tomorrow and Mikey's on Sunday, they had been given the usual list of options for how to celebrate. While Nicky had passed on celebrating his entirely, something the dorm had only found out weeks after when it was far too late to celebrate, Chris had chosen to have a day out at the cinema for the dorm, a day they had all enjoyed. Upon finding out Mikey had been deprived of birthday celebrations growing up, Danny had opted to go with a very low-key celebration of his own birthday in order to allow their upcoming day out to be just `Mikey's day'.
While the rest of the dorm had simply assumed Danny wasn't really into celebrating his birthday, Mikey knew the truth and had pestered Danny daily to give him the choice to change his mind.
[Dude chill. I'm happy with our plans and I'm happy you finally get to have a good birthday!] Danny insisted.
[You're the best!] Mikey replied, glancing back briefly from his own desk and giving Danny a quick smile. [And I'm sorry for offloading that shit on you about my parents.] he added as he turned back.
The previous week, Mikey had revealed a little about his relationship with his parents. It had been hard to hear and had played on Danny's mind a lot, but he kept imagining how Mikey must have felt not only living the unpleasant experience but keeping it to himself all these years. [It's what friends are for, right? And I don't mind. You ever wanna talk about any more of it, I'm always here!] Danny offered sincerely.
[Thanks!] Mikey replied, and just like that the conversation seemed to be over.
Danny's eyes narrowed a little as he stared at Mikey's back. He wanted to know more, dig a little deeper into what made Mikey so... Mikey, but it had taken months just to get this far with the moody boy. He wasn't going to risk undoing his progress by pushing for too much too quickly. He knew if he just made sure Mikey knew he was on his side, he'd open up more eventually. He sat back in his seat and sighed a little.
Chris heard and gave him a brief quizzical look.
Danny just smiled back, gave his best friend a casual stroke on the arm and turned his attention back to Mr Fitzsimmons. He actually wanted to reach down into Chris' lap and play with his cock. After nearly two weeks without cumming, Chris was sporting a near-permanent erection that Danny just loved to tease but having received a detention the previous week for `inappropriate masturbation' in Mr Fitzsimmons' class, he decided it wasn't worth the risk and kept his hands to himself.
Meanwhile, across the classroom Rob had typed out a message of his own and sent it to David. [Any progress yet?] he asked.
David glanced at his screen, shook his head in frustration and remained focused on the teacher.
[David!!!!! Progress?] Rob sent. When he got no reply again, he just started sending a range of emojis, a different one every couple of seconds.
David had offered Rob a slight beacon of hope in his tireless search for who had pranked the dorm a couple of weeks earlier. He had revealed that he was a bit of a dabbler in hacking and might be able to access the school's network as well as the Kingswood app's records. It might allow them to find out who had sent them the messages that set up the prank, and subsequently deleted the evidence. David had advised it would take some time, but Rob had seemingly chosen to overlook that part.
[OMG SHUT UP!] David eventually typed back.
[Now that I have your attention, any progress?] Rob asked, ignoring the virtual shouting.
[You mean since lunch time when you last asked me about progress? No!] David replied curtly. [And new rule. Every time you ask, I stop trying for 24 hours!]
[OK sorry!] Rob replied, realising he had pushed too far. He sat back in his seat, arms folded, pouting.
As the clock struck 3.05, the bell rang to indicate the end of seventh period and beginning of the final period of the day, always a welcome sound by that stage in the day. The 1.01 boys quickly packed up and headed out, surprisingly eager to get to their next class. While Maths was not the favourite subject of most, it was taught by Mr Beecham who always made the lessons enjoyable.
As Danny entered the classroom, casually greeting some of the 1.03 boys who they took Maths class with, Mr Beecham called him over.
"Yes Sir?" Danny asked nervously, usually finding any conversation with a teacher was a sign of trouble.
"Lose something?" Mr Beecham asked, holding out a compass, a tiny label baring Danny's name on the side.
"Oh, thanks Sir," Danny said. He hadn't even noticed it was missing, but he did recall using it in the double maths lesson the previous morning, although it had been to have a tiny sword fight with Chris rather than any mathematical purpose.
"Look after your belongings more carefully in future," Mr Beecham said, holding onto it a moment as Danny grabbed it. Then he grinned and added, "And your swordplay needs some serious work!"
Danny let out a playful, shy giggle as he realised his playing had been spotted. He nodded as he replied, "Yes Sir!" As he turned to go and sit at his usual shared desk, he was confused to see Tommy Lewis from 1.03 sat beside Chris. He shot Chris a questioning look and just got a shrug in response. There were no actual assigned seats, so it was perfectly acceptable for him to be sat there, it was just... strange.
Instead, Danny looked to the other empty seat in the room, beside Adrian Rivera. That was fine with him, Adrian was cool and the two had a freakish amount in common, attending most of the same extracurriculars.
"Hi Danny," Adrian said shyly as the 1.01 boy took the seat beside him. There was a slight giggle from behind them and they both looked back to see Tommy forcing himself to keep a straight face.
Danny gave Chris another look and got a further shrug, then said quietly, "Hi Adrian," as he sat down and opened up his laptop.
The lesson, like most of Mr Beecham's classes, seemed to fly by and soon enough the final bell of the day rang, and boys were released.
Danny lingered as he waited for Chris to get packed up and as he stood aside, Adrian gave him a quick smile and said shyly, "Bye Danny."
"Hey, aren't you both going to football?" Chris asked, looking quickly from Danny to Adrian and back. "Why don't you just walk over together!"
"Oh... erm... err..." Adrian stuttered nervously.
"Yeah, good point," Danny said, shrugging casually. He heard a slight snigger from Tommy again and frowned, but asked, "You coming too?"
"Oh," Tommy said, caught a little off guard.
"No, didn't you say you left your boots in your dorm," Chris interjected quickly.
"Yes!" Tommy declared happily. "Yes, I did! You guys go on without me!"
Danny shook his head, a little confused by the strange behaviour, but shrugged and turned to head to the door.
"Danny, wait up," Mikey suddenly called after him.
Tommy and Chris exchanged a brief look before Chris called out, "Hey, Mikey. Got a minute?"
As Danny looked back, Mikey called out, "Never mind, see you over there!" then turned to Chris asked, "What's up?"
Chris hesitated a moment, looking round slyly to make sure Danny and Adrian had left together. "Sorry, nothing, just erm... trying to give Danny an early birthday present!" He got a slight chuckle from Tommy as Mikey just looked confused.
"That was a good lesson," Danny said casually as he walked along slowly with Adrian. They had a bit of time between the end of classes and the first evening activity, so they were in no rush to get to the Sports Complex.
"Yeah," Adrian agreed. "I never knew algebra could be used to calculate how long someone should get a naked punishment for!"
Danny laughed. "Yeah, that was funny," he agreed. It seemed strange being alone with someone from outside of 1.01 (or Kyle). He had gotten so used to always being around the others that he had almost forgotten what it felt like to be apart.
"Mr Beecham's a great teacher," Adrian said casually.
"And kinda hot, you know, for an older guy!" Danny offered playfully.
Adrian looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded. "I can see that. I guess I kinda have a thing for blondes!" His eyes widened as he briefly glanced sideways at Danny's dark blonde hair and blushed, unsure if Danny had really picked up on the comment. He quickly covered it up by adding, "I... erm don't have many blonde friends back home, so I guess it's just about liking what you don't get to see often!" He silently cursed himself, it was a terrible excuse.
"Where's home?" Danny asked, obliviously moving the conversation on.
"Tiny village, you wouldn't know it!" Adrian said with a shrug.
"Try me!" Danny said confidently.
"Okay. Old Catton," Adrian said, then grinned smugly and added, "Let me guess... never heard of it!"
"Near Sprowston, right?" Danny asked, suppressing a grin.
"What? How did you..." Adrian started, shaking his head.
"I live in Norwich. My Nan lives in Sprowston!" Danny explained. "We're virtually neighbours!"
"That's so cool!" Adrian said excitedly.
"So where does your family come from?" Danny asked, unsure if it was appropriate, but confident Adrian would be okay with it.
"So my Dad's from the Philippines, and my mum is half-Korean, which officially makes me... the token Asian of Year 7!" Adrian joked.
Danny laughed again. "Yeah, whitest school ever!" he said, nodding. It was something the boys had discussed in the dorm on a few occasions now. Aside from Benjamin Hill from dorm 1.04 and Adrian, the entire rest of Year 7 was white. It was a proportion that was mirrored throughout most of the other Years at the school too. "But it's a good mix, the Filipino and Korean thing I mean," Danny said, again wondering if it was an insensitive thing to say. He blushed and said, "It just... you... you look good, erm yeah... erm..." he paused as he let out a slight groan then said, "I'm gonna go over here and die now, `kay?" He gestured off the path.
Adrian giggled and shook his head. "It's okay, I get what ya mean... and thanks!" he said, blushing.
"So can you speak the languages too?" Danny asked, his curiosity piqued as he considered his own family.
"Maaari akong magsalita ng matatas na filipino," Adrian replied, then added, "Geuligo hangug-eodo hal su iss-eoyo!"
Danny stared open-mouthed. "I don't know what you just said, but it was... so cool!"
Adrian chuckled and said, "Thanks. All I said was I can speak fluent Filipino', in Filipino and I can also speak Korean'... in Korean! I learned them both pretty young. It's funny cos my Dad can't speak Korean and my Mum can't speak Filipino, so I can always speak to either of them without the other one understanding. It drives them nuts!"
"That's amazing!" Danny said happily, then sniggered as he said, "My family can barely manage English! Chris speaks a bit of Irish. He tried to teach me it once, but it turned out all he was teaching me to say was 'I want to suck your dick'... which is kinda useful I suppose!"
Adrian grinned, but it quickly faded as he asked, "You and Chris are... pretty close then?"
Danny let out a hearty sigh. "Yeah, but we're JUST friends!" he said. It had been a while since he had needed to emphasise that. He had thought it was long behind him.
"Oh I know. He's with Kyle, right?" Adrian asked.
"Yeah," Danny said, nodding and mostly just glad he wasn't having to convince another person he was just friends with Chris. He shook his head a little and said, "They're great together, but... I dunno, only 12 and already dating. It's cute but... who knows if it'll last!" It was an opinion he'd had for a little while now. Over Half-Term he had thought about it a lot and realised he definitely wasn't ready for that. He had never really voiced it though. The two people he was likely to discuss something so personal with were Chris and Kyle and telling a newly-dating couple you thought dating was a bad idea probably wouldn't be well received.
"Oh," Adrian said, frowning a little. "So you... erm... that's not for you then? Dating, I mean."
Danny puffed out his cheeks and exhaled as he shook his head emphatically. "Nah, not right now. Eventually, sure, but for now... really not!"
"Cool," Adrian said with a slight nod, doing his best to conceal quite obvious disappointment. "Hey, I, erm... I have to go... see Mr Cunningham before we start," he said, opening the door to the Sports Complex. "I'll catch ya later!"
"Yeah, see ya," Danny said cheerfully as Adrian ran off down the corridor. "Huh, he's cool," he mumbled to himself, nodding a little as he headed for the locker room, glad to have started widening his social circle.
Thursday nights were Chris' favourite part of the week. He got to spend most of the evening hanging out with just Danny and Kyle, which was always fun, but before that he had his weekly video call to his family. He loved being able to see his brothers and sisters, though it wasn't the same as being with them physically. It had been over eleven weeks now since he was last able to wrestle with Finn or have a cuddle with the twins Aidan and Cian or annoy Blane and Aisling, his eldest two siblings. Clare had not long turned 3 and Fiadh wasn't even 1 by the time Chris left for Kingswood. It always made him a little sad to think how much he would miss out from not being around them.
The calls were always fun though. A quick greeting with the whole family, then a quick chat with each of the others that were available, always longer with Blane than anyone else, before moving onto whichever of his parents happened to be available. It was never both of them, that would require them both to have a night away from their work and that was simply unheard of.
Chris had found it a little hard to concentrate on the conversation, thanks to Kyle and Danny. Between them, they had deprived him of cumming for two weeks already and all he could think about was when he would finally get to do it. He only had one day to go, and he was beginning to wonder if he'd make it. He felt like he could just spontaneously orgasm at any moment from even a stray erotic thought. Mentally he was strong enough to resist, seemingly unable to refuse an order given to him by his boyfriend or best mate. It was biology that threatened the failure.
His willpower was, as Brian had put it, "Fucking incredible!"
When he had revealed to his mentor what he was being subjected to by Danny and Kyle, Brian had asked, "Well why don't you just cum? They're not exactly watching you every second of the day!"
"I know," Chris had said, "But they told me to do it so I'm going to, no matter how tough it is!" When Brian asked why he would willingly subject himself to such torture, Chris had blushed and answered, "Cos I'm a good boy!"
The way he had said it was so utterly innocent and sweet that Brian couldn't even mock him for it, he had hugged the boy affectionately and called him, "So fucking adorable I could puke!"
That was almost a week ago now and Chris had endured several more days of teasing and edging from Danny and Kyle, both separately and together. He was due to meet them in the Common Room as usual when his call ended, but he was still chatting to his Mum about how all of his classes were going when the door to the dorm slowly swung open.
Chris went to react as he saw Danny and Kyle walk in, but they both raised a finger to their lips and he took it as an instruction not to react, continuing his conversation as they crept closer.
"Oh sorry, am I boring ya?" the woman on screen demanded, seeing her son's eyes repeatedly dart away from the screen.
"No Mam, sorry," Chris apologised, keeping his gaze fixed on the screen, knowing better than to irritate his strict mother.
As Danny and Kyle got closer, they dropped to the ground and began to crawl closer, staying out of sight of the webcam as Chris remained sat at the desk.
Chris realised immediately what was happening, or about to happen and tried to kick the two boys away, but they grabbed his feet to stop him and he found himself subjected to a shrill, "Quite ya squirming!" from his mother.
A few moments later, Kyle and Danny were under the desk, sniggering softly to each other as they began touching Chris. His cock, understandably flaccid for probably the first time that day, suddenly twitched back to life as he felt a couple of hands on his legs and feet. As Chris was wearing shorts and barefoot, his legs and feet were fully at their mercy.
Chris winced a little at the realisation he was rock hard and being touched by two boys, while his mother watched unaware. As he felt a pair of lips make contact with each of his shins, he let out a little whimper which he tried to cover up with a cough. As the lips kissed and licked their way up to his knees, he felt his legs being pulled apart, giving his tormentors access to his pale, sensitive inner thighs. His erection had tented the fabric of the shorts, lifting the crotch a little to make his smooth balls visible to both Danny and Kyle, each seeing them up a different leg of his shorts.
He hated them both so much, yet he couldn't help spreading his legs even wider as he sat there being teased. His hand surreptitiously lowered out of his mother's view and rested on the head of his rigid cock but was immediately slapped away by a hand from below.
In perfect unison, Danny and Kyle both slid their fingers up his inner thighs, lightly grazing his heavy long-neglected balls.
"Unnh, yes," Chris moaned, then stared at the screen in shock and said, "Yes, I'm paying attention in class!" in an attempt to cover it with an answer to his mother's question. He could see both boys under the desk struggling to keep their laughter under control. He gave them both a gentle kick, but they responded by teasing his balls even more, so he stopped.
Next, he felt both sides of his shorts being pulled, Danny and Kyle clearly attempting to remove them, but he kept his butt firmly planted on the desk chair to stop their progress. A quick flick to his balls from one of them and he jumped up enough to let the shorts pull away from him. They were down past his knees, over his feet and tossed aside in moments.
Chris was trembling now, as he sat clad in just a t-shirt, his cock reaching rigidly skyward. He couldn't help wondering whether the two terrors were planning on making him cum. On the bright side, yay, cum, but on the negative, the sheer humiliation of orgasming while speaking to his mother was horrifying.
"And how's the extra swimming coaching going?" Mrs Smith asked, clearly working through a mental checklist of her son's activities.
At that same moment, Kyle reached up and grabbed Chris' cock. "It's so hard," he whimpered, then stared wide-eyed at the screen, blushing and said, "The... extra stuff, it's... it's really hard... getting up... early!"
Danny and Kyle actually had their hands over each other's mouths to hold back the laughing, but Kyle quickly nudged Danny's hand away and reached into his pocket to grab his phone. He quickly typed something out as Chris' mother sat lecturing him about the importance of hard work. He raised his phone and nudged Chris to get his attention.
[Take off your t-shirt!] the screen said. Chris just shook his head ever-so-slightly.
Kyle typed out, [Tell her it's really hot in here and you need to cool down!] He held the phone up again after showing it to Danny who grinned broadly.
Chris let his eyes dart down long enough to read the screen, then gulped and let out a quiet whimper. "Phew, the... the heating must be broken in here or something," Chris said awkwardly. "It's so hot... I really need to cool down!" As Danny and Kyle watched from below in sheer amazement at his obedience, Chris grabbed his t-shirt, yanked it up over his head and dropped it in front of them. He was now sat completely naked, with his mother none-the-wiser.
The risk, the exposure and the prolonged abstinence was clearly showing as Chris looked ready to burst, so much so that Danny and Kyle knew touching him any more would definitely push him over the edge. Instead, they opted for another idea. Kyle shifted about a little and pushed his sweatpants and underwear down to mid-thigh, then sat down and gestured for Danny to get to work.
Happy to comply, Danny leant down and took Kyle's cock into his mouth, sucking it happily. He was enjoying their torture of Chris immensely, and sucking off Chris' boyfriend in front of him was just the most exquisite tease he could think of. He once again found himself cursing his chastity device. His cock was as hard as the device would allow, pinching a little. As frustrating as it was to not be able to touch, it actually turned him on even more, which just ended up in an endless cycle of arousal and frustration.
As much as Kyle wished he could prolong what was happening, keeping Chris on edge all week had enhanced his own horniness too and he could already feel his orgasm approaching. He wanted to tell Danny not to swallow, thinking how it would tease Chris even further to really see him cum, but he didn't want to risk alerting his boyfriend's mum to what was going on by saying anything so he sat there and felt the orgasm build.
When Danny felt Kyle's cock twitch to indicate the beginning of his orgasm, he fought his natural urge to swallow and just let the load fill his mouth instead. Kyle suppressed most of his moans, but a few slipped through, making Chris panic that he might get caught.
Convinced he could not get any hornier than he was right then, he watched nervously as Danny leant forward, raising his head. He tilted the laptop screen back a little more, worried the top of Danny's head might show. Worried he would get shouted at again for not paying attention, he avoided looking down as Danny's mouth found its way over his straining dick. He suddenly felt something warm and wet and realised in excruciatingly exciting horror that Danny was actually dribbling Kyle's cum over his cock. He could feel the mix of his boyfriend's spunk and his best friend's saliva dribbling down his shaft, dripping onto his balls, then down onto the seat, flowing slowly back to pool under his bare arse.
Danny sat back under the desk, grinning as he wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, Kyle staring at him in a bizarre mixture of repulsion and admiration.
"Oh... kay," Chris panted in response to a comment from his mother. "Love you... too. Speak to you... next week!" His mother had barely finished replying when he slammed the laptop closed and pushed the chair back, staring at the two boys under the desk. "You... are such... arseholes!" he gasped.
Danny and Kyle finally burst into raucous laughter at the naked, furious boy.
Mr Verity, the DT teacher and Basketball coach, had the Year 7 boys playing a match of 4 on 4 while he ran through some drills with the Year 9 boys.
"Woah, ease up," Nicky urged as Mikey shoulder-barged Adrian in a brutal tackle.
Adrian staggered and fell, Nicky and another of their teammates rushing his assistance while the fourth member of their team remained focused on trying to stop Mikey's play.
"Three points!" Mikey declared as the ball flew through the net. "Suck it, loser!" he taunted as he looked back and sniggered at Adrian who was being helped up by the others.
"Yeah, no way, that was a total foul. If Mr Verity was watching, you'd be out!" Nicky said. His familiarity with Mikey made him one of the few boys in the group willing to stand up to him, the rest all having learned to be cautious of his fiery temper.
"Yeah well, he's not, so three points to us!" Mikey shrugged, shooting Adrian a derisive sneer. He turned and offered a high-five with each hand to two of the boys on his team.
"You okay?" Nicky asked, looking to Adrian who was gently rubbing his arm.
"Yeah, just... erm... just caught me off guard a bit," Adrian replied shyly.
"Want me to tell Mr Verity?" Nicky asked, glancing round at the teacher who was still busy with the Year 9s.
Adrian shook his head. "Nah, let's just play on!"
The match resumed and Nicky kept a close eye on Mikey. He hadn't picked up on it before the brutal tackle, but he seemed to be gunning for Adrian, so he made it his mission to remain between the two to intercept any further hostility.
Nicky ended up facing Mikey, the aggressive boy skilfully dribbling and keeping the ball away from Nicky's long reach. "What's your problem?" Nicky asked angrily.
"Looks like you're the one with the problem," Mikey taunted, bouncing the ball clear as Nicky swiped for it. He faked left, tricking Nicky, then span the opposite direction round him to make a dash for the hoop. Just as he got close, a hand swept out and swiped the ball from him. He looked round in annoyance, tripped over his own feet and tumbled to the ground as he saw Adrian pass the ball to his teammate who took a shot and scored.
Mikey clambered to his feet, scowling furiously as play continued. He moved near the hoop and waved his hands in the air to indicate he was open, and the ball flew through the air towards him. He turned, his opponents closing in, then looked to the hoop. It was an easy shot, but he paused, glancing off to the side, he sniggered, turned back towards the incoming opposition and threw the ball as hard as he could, right in Adrian's face.
The other boy let out a pained yelp and fell to the floor, clutching his nose.
The noise, along with shouts from the rest of the boys suddenly drew Mr Verity's attention who ran over, demanding, "What happened?"
"The ball slipped out of my hand Sir. It hit Adrian right in the face!" Mikey explained innocently.
"Yeah, that's bollocks!" Anthony Hall, another dorm 1.03 boy who had been on Adrian's team snapped furiously as he knelt beside Adrian.
"Oy, language!" Mr Verity snapped as he gently reached for Adrian, pulling his hand away gently to see blood trickling from his nose. He let out a frustrated sigh and said, "Come on, let's get you to Dr Arkwright!"
"That was no accident!" Anthony said angrily.
"He's been playing rough all night!" Ben Hill from 1.04 chimed in. Considering he was on Mikey's team, it was a pretty damning comment.
"Okay, enough!" Mr Verity snapped as he helped Adrian to his feet. "Year 7s, get changed, go home. I'll speak to you all later or in the morning!" he ordered, then looked round and said, "Year 9s, run the drills I set out and then you're done for the night too!"
Mr Verity led Adrian off the court, heading over to the Home Building as he called Dr Arkwright to let him know he was on his way.
"You're fucking dead!" Anthony said furiously as soon as the teacher was away, fronting up to Mikey.
"Hey, it was just an accident," Mikey said, shrugging casually.
Anthony grabbed Mikey by the front of his basketball shirt, raising his fist.
"Go on then!" Mikey snarled. "Beat the shit out of me. I'll have fun explaining what happened to Mr Verity!"
"He's not worth it," Ben said, shaking his head as he held Anthony back.
"Yeah, go on, run along," Mikey said with a derisive grin as Anthony backed away.
"Fucking twat," Anthony muttered as he and the others walked away towards the building, leaving just Mikey and Nicky.
"What the hell was that?" Nicky asked furiously, staring at Mikey.
"Oh, that?" Mikey asked innocently before scowling. "It was a big pile of none of your business with a huge dose of keep your fucking nose out!"
Nicky just let out an exasperated sigh as Mikey followed the others towards the building.
Chris, Kyle and Danny had chosen to stay in the dorm after their prank on his video call. Danny was laying on one of the sofas, his head propped up on one elbow, with Chris laying with him, Danny's hand casually draped across his body, touching him but no longer deliberately arousing him. Chris had not yet been allowed to dress, so he lay there naked. They both lay facing Kyle who was on the sofa opposite.
Kyle smiled as he listened to the other two quietly chatting about Danny's birthday and their plans for the following day. It was strange his boyfriend was right in front of him, cuddled up to another boy, yet he felt absolutely no jealousy, no discomfort. The obvious affection between the two was so utterly innocent that it was actually a joy to watch... and quite arousing too. He liked seeing Chris with Danny every bit as much as Chris seemed to like seeing Danny with Kyle.
"I was thinking," Danny said, glancing over at Kyle. "As tomorrow's supposed to be O-day," he said, using the term they had created to describe the day Chris would finally be allowed to orgasm, "But it's my birthday, maybe we should put it off, make Saturday O-day instead. Whadda you think?"
"No!" Chris snapped, tilting his head up to look at Danny as he shook it.
Kyle chuckled. "Interesting idea," he said, amused partly by Chris' obvious look of distress but more so by the sudden swelling of his cock.
"No!" Chris repeated.
"I'd actually been thinking about that," Kyle said with a wicked grin.
"No!" Chris said for a third time.
"Shhhh," Danny hissed in Chris ear, raising his hand to tweak the other boy's nipple, making him moan dreamily. "Go on" Danny urged Kyle.
"Well, when did Chris actually cum last?" Kyle asked.
Chris let out a low moan, not liking where this was going, but strangely excited by once again being talked about like he wasn't there.
"Halloween morning in the shower, probably," Danny answered. He knew the two had spent some time together before Kyle left for his holiday. "Right?" he asked, gently nudging Chris' head with his cheek.
"Uh-huh," Chris replied with a weary nod.
"Well, I don't know if you've ever heard of it, but I've got three words for you," Kyle said, grinning. He said each word slowly and deliberately, making sure it really hit Chris hard. "No. Nut. November!"
"Oh crap!" Danny said, eyes wide, his own cock swelling as much as his chastity device would allow.
"No. No!" Chris said, shaking his head emphatically. "Absolutely not. No way. Nuh-uh. Not happening!"
"But Chris," Kyle said, sitting up and leaning forward in his seat. "If we tell you to do it, are you saying you'll disobey? Or would you be a good boy and do it?" He was quickly learning that Chris wasn't always obedient, but if there were two options he would always choose the more embarrassing one. It was something he had already begun to use to his advantage and something he long intended to continue to use.
"You know I'd do it!" Chris pouted unhappily. "That's why I don't want you to tell me to! Please!"
"Think about it," Danny suddenly whispered in Chris' ear. "Think how good you feel now. How horny you feel. Now think of two more weeks of it!"
"Unnnh," Chris moaned, squirming as he felt his cock swelling to full firmness.
"I think you'd actually quite enjoy it," Kyle suggested. "Don't you?" he added, hoping to prompt Chris.
"Hnnnnh," Chris continued to writhe as Danny's hand worked up and down his body. "Maybe," he moaned dreamily.
"So whadda you say?" Danny asked, knowing the voices alternating from ahead and behind had to be disorienting him a little.
"Do you wanna do it?" Kyle asked.
"Do you want us to order it?" Danny asked.
"Do you want to do it for us?" Kyle asked.
"D'you want to do it for YOU?" Danny added.
Chris was trembling, unsure which way to look, his hands fidgeting as he resisted the urge to touch himself. "Yes!" he said, barely louder than a whisper.
"Excellent!" Danny declared happily.
"No Nut November it is. Chris doesn't cum until December!" Kyle said, his hand casually pawing at his own erection.
Chris let out a frustrated moan, then rolled away from Danny. He fell off the sofa and landed face down on the floor, slowing his descent with a hand and then remained there, laying with his face buried in his arms. "I hate you both!" he grumbled; his voice muffled.
"Don't sulk!" Kyle admonished him as he grinned at Danny. They had already had a lot of fun teasing Chris. Now they had two more weeks of it to enjoy.
Chris just let out an incoherent series of mutters and grumbles.
The door to the dorm opened before they could say much more, grabbing their attention. Looking round, they saw Mikey and Nicky coming in, then frowned as they glanced at the clock.
"Hey, you guys are early!" Danny said. Normally they would be back just in time for lights out, which was still just over an hour away.
Nicky tossed his bag down onto his bunk as he approached them, shaking his head. "Practice got called early on account of an injury!" he explained.
"An ACCIDENTAL injury!" Mikey interjected quickly as he followed Nicky then threw his bag onto his own bunk too.
"Oh no, who got hurt?" Kyle asked, a little confused by the need for Mikey's addition.
"Adrian Rivera," Nicky said.
Danny suddenly perked up at the mention of the name, concerned about the boy who might be a new friend.
As Nicky moved round to take a seat on the sofas, he paused as he saw Chris, stark naked, laying face down on the floor in front of Danny's sofa. He let his eyes roam up and down the smooth pale skin, lingering a few moments on the pert, fleshy mounds of his buttocks. "Erm... You okay down there Chris?" he asked.
"What the fuck?" Mikey asked, sniggering with his brow furrowed as he saw Chris too.
"I'm fine!" Chris said moodily.
"He's sulking!" Danny added.
"I'm not sulking!" Chris insisted.
"Kinda looks like sulking!" Nicky said, sniggering as he dropped onto one of the free sofas.
"I'm not sulking!" Chris snapped, still not moving. "It's a silent protest over the abuse I'm receiving!"
"Shouldn't silent protests be... ya know... silent?" Kyle asked, laughing.
Danny leaned down so his head was near Chris' and though he lowered his voice, he knew the others could still hear as he said, "And it's not abuse if you ask us to do it!" He laughed, but then realised he had another concern and sat back up. "What happened then? Is Adrian okay?" he asked, concerned. He was only just getting to know the other boy, but he was still worried.
"Basketball to the face. Probably just bruised, but it looked like a bad nose-bleed!" Nicky explained.
"Ouch," Danny said, wincing sympathetically. "Poor guy, hope he's okay!"
"Oh relax, your boyfriend'll be fine!" Mikey snapped moodily.
"Yeah, no thanks to you!" Nicky said sharply.
"Boyfriend?" Danny asked quietly to himself.
"Why, what did he do?" Kyle asked, gesturing to Mikey.
"He's the one who threw the ball!" Nicky said pointedly.
Mikey huffed and rolled his eyes. "I told you, it slipped!" he said angrily.
"Oh, come on!" Nicky said, his usual calm demeanour slipping away the more he talked about what had happened. "The hoop was in front of you, Adrian was behind you. A slip would be missing the shot, not throwing the ball full-force in someone's face!"
Danny was watching the heated exchange with concern, not so much for Adrian, but for Mikey. Moodiness and angry outbursts were one thing, but an actual act of violence... that was new.
Chris sat up as the conversation proceeded, grabbing his shorts and pulling them on.
"What can I say, when I slip, I slip big!" Mikey said with a dismissive shrug and a cocky smirk.
"It's not funny!" Nicky said angrily. "God, you're such a dick sometimes!"
"Yeah, well you're a dick all the time!" Mikey said back childishly.
"Hey," Chris said, leaning against Danny's leg and nudging it gently. "You should message Adrian; say you hope he's okay!"
Danny frowned for a moment then began to ask, "Why would I..."
"Cos he's your boyfriend!" Mikey said in a mocking tone as he heard what Chris suggested.
"No he's not, we hadn't even..." Danny started, then frowned. Things suddenly dropped into place and he looked from Chris to Mikey and back. "Unbelievable!" he said in disgust.
"What?" Kyle asked, confused. "I feel like I've missed something!"
"Ask these two!" Danny snapped, gesturing to Chris and Mikey. "I need to get out of here!" he said unhappily as he stepped over Chris and headed out of the dorm.
As Danny left the dorm, his rage was so strong he could almost taste it. What he couldn't do, however, was understand it. Chris' behaviour earlier after class had seemed weird, but Chris was always weird so he never really thought anything of it, but just that little suggestion to message Adrian had brought it right into focus. He had deliberately made sure Danny was alone with Adrian... he had been set up! Why? Why would Chris even try something like that? Why go behind his back and be sneaky about it?
And then there was Mikey. Sure, to anyone else the supposed `accident' was just Mikey being his usual unpleasant self, but Danny knew better. He knew Mikey, better than anyone in the dorm and it had been obvious to him right away. Mikey had gotten jealous. Jealous of whatever supposed relationship Chris was seemingly trying to set up.
It was upsetting Danny to know that Adrian had been hurt because of him and now he actually did want to message the other boy and wish him well, but doing so would be playing into exactly what Chris wanted, so was it the right thing to do, or the wrong? Was what Chris had done really so bad? His anger suggested it was, but his rational mind told him he was overreacting. It was a horribly confusing surge of feelings that Danny simply couldn't wrap his head around.
He had been walking since he left the dorm, not really thinking about where he was going, just trying to walk off the rage. He had been pacing around the main entrance foyer for a while, but eventually came to stop as he looked over to a bench under the main staircase and took a seat on it.
The more he sat thinking about the whole thing, the more annoyed he got, so he did his best not to think about it at all. He forced himself to just sit mindlessly watching other students come and go. From his seat, he could just about see the main entrance door as well as people going to and from the stairs, although the view was partially obscured so he couldn't really see who anyone was, they were just kind of headless, generic students. It was actually quite nice and surprisingly peaceful, slowly calming his temper a little.
Nicky heard movement inside dorm 3.18 a few moments after he knocked. The door opened a crack and Jonathan's face appeared. The seventeen-year-old was mentor to Nicky's mentor, Will as well as his Dom, the two having shared a sub/Dom relationship for years before Nicky had even come to the school.
"Oh, hey," Jonathan said happily at the sight of the boy. He pulled the door open, revealing he was both naked and hard.
Nicky's eyes widened. While he was very much in love with Will, he couldn't deny Jonathan was a seriously attractive young man... made all the more attractive by the fact he was, in fact, a young man as opposed to the boy Nicky still was. His eyes shot over to the bed where Will was splayed out naked, gagged and blindfolded. "I thought he'd be here!" he said at the sight of his boyfriend.
"Everything okay?" Jonathan asked, moving aside to let the boy come in.
Nicky stepped inside and Jonathan shut the door, then walked over to his own bed and slapped Will's already-reddened butt and said, "Nicky's here, but don't move!"
Will let out an incoherent mumble through his gag.
Nicky sighed as he sat down on the dorm's second bed, belonging to Jonathan's roommate. "Yeah, just... pissed at a... friend. I mean, maybe friend, maybe just classmate!" While he was probably closer to Mikey than anyone except Danny, it was certainly a stretch to call them particularly close friends.
"Wanna talk me about it?" Jonathan asked, sitting beside Nicky and placing an arm around him. He had never intended to get close to Nicky. If anything he had considered a sexual relationship with no emotional attachment, much like his relationship with Will, but he found the boy both attractive and endearing and he couldn't help wanting to look after him.
"I did!" Nicky said honestly. "But... erm... seeing that," he gestured to his naked lover, "Kinda makes me wanna NOT talk and just fuck!"
Will suddenly started nodding frantically and mumbling into his gag, clearly keen on the idea.
"I was about to do that myself, but I suppose it's only polite to let you go first!" Jonathan said with a grin. "But could you... get naked? Like, fully naked?" He felt a little embarrassed asking it, but Nicky remained painfully self-conscious and often liked to keep on as much clothing as possible during their encounters, much to Jonathan's disappointment.
"You wanna... watch then?" Nicky asked, blushing and smiling all at once.
Jonathan nodded.
Nicky smiled. "Okay, I'll get naked, but I wanna see you stroking," he negotiated. "You sit there!" he said, pointing to the head of his bed. As Nicky got up and began to strip, Jonathan moved as instructed. With his clothes quickly tossed aside, Nicky reached for Will and pulled off his blindfold. He leaned down to kiss the older boy's cheek, looked him in the eye and said, "Hi honey!" He got a muffled giggle in response. He lifted Will's head a little, making him face where Jonathan was now sat. "You watch him wank while I fuck you!" Nicky instructed.
"Fuck!" Jonathan muttered. Nicky had expressed an utter disinterest on being a Dom, at least to Will, but the eldest of the three couldn't help noticing he certainly seemed to have the temperament for it.
Nicky grabbed some lube and slicked his large tool, feeling a little shy about being fully exposed as he felt Jonathan's eyes on him. It wasn't enough top deter his erection though, which he happily pressed against Will's hole, using both hands to part his cheeks. He slowly started to push in, triggering a low moan from Will that seemed to continue without break until his cock was fully inside.
As Will glanced round at him and Jonathan stopped stroking as he watched the boy fuck his sub, Nicky said sharply, "You keep your eyes on him! And you, keep stroking!"
"Okay," Jonathan chuckled.
With the other two complying, Nicky began his slow fuck of Will's tight butt. He alternated now and then between hard fast thrusts and long slow slides most of the way out and all the way in, enjoying both Will's moans of delight and Jonathan's stroking that seemed to be matching his pace.
"Ugh, fuck!" Jonathan eventually moaned as his cock erupted in a fountain of spunk. The first shot flew straight ahead, right over Will's head and hit Nicky's slender, pale chest with an audible splat, the second landing a little lower, skidding across Will's back. The third hit the gagged boy in the face, blinding him in one eye while the rest spurted out onto the bed.
"Guessing that'd been building a while," Nicky sniggered, knowing the two had likely been going at it a while before he got there. He scooped the spunk from his own chest and Will's back, then pulled his cock out fully and used Jonathan's semen as additional lubricant, shoving his dick forcefully back into Will.
Whether from the spectacular orgasm, or the excitement of using another boy's seed as lubricant, it took barely thirty seconds of vigorous slams into Will's arse before he pulled out and returned the favour by hitting Jonathan with his first shot, the rest painting the back of Will's head and back.
"Fuck," Jonathan muttered at the sight of the post-orgasmic boy. "You should get pissed off more often!" he joked.
Danny had almost calmed down entirely as he sat on the concealed bench in the foyer when a single greeting made his fists clench and his teeth grind. "Evening, blue eyes!" As if the teasing nickname wasn't enough to give it away, he knew the voice immediately. It was Brian, Chris' mentor and Joseph's best mate.
"It's Danny!" Danny snapped.
"Where?" Brian asked, looking round the foyer playfully as he approached.
"You're not funny!" Danny said moodily.
"Ooof, who's a little Mister Crankypants tonight!" Brian exclaimed, sitting down next to Danny uninvited.
"Go away!" Danny said bluntly.
"Oh, you and your jokes," Brian said, nudging Danny's arm, knowing how much it would annoy him to treat the genuine demand as less-than-serious. "What ya doing down here all on your own?" Brian asked. "I thought Thursday was date night with Chris!"
"It's not..." Danny went to disagree, but pressed his lips together angrily, realising he was being baited even further.
"Okay, fine," Brian said, rolling his eyes. "I know you guys hang out. Something up?" he asked.
Danny frowned. Pretty much every word Brian said to him was teasing, but this sounded almost... sincere. For a brief moment he actually considered explaining the issue, but he knew he would just get mocked in response. "No, I'm fine," he lied.
Brian shrugged casually. "Okay, well I'm glad I found ya. I wanted to give you a birthday present!"
"Oh," Danny said, surprised. He didn't think the older boy would even know his birthday was tomorrow, let alone get him something.
"You got your phone on you?" Brian asked, pulling his own out of his pocket.
"Yeah..." Danny said cautiously, pulling it out.
Brian pressed a few buttons on his phone, then Danny's vibrated. He opened it up and saw it was a picture message from Brian. He opened it up and stared wide-eyed at the screen. It was a full-length picture of Brian at Halloween in his Spartan costume, although there weas very little actual costume to it, meaning almost his entire body was on show. "You seemed to like how it looked, so I thought you'd want to keep a memento!" Brian sniggered.
"Wh... I... no... why would I..." Danny stuttered awkwardly, barely able to stop staring at it. "Why would I... ever want a picture of you?" he questioned, trying to sound casual.
"Well the last picture I sent you seemed to be... quite well enjoyed!" Brian answered. Several weeks earlier, while teasing Danny in a text chat, he had playfully sent a selfie to the boy. He had been shirtless at the time, but the picture only showed down to the top of his chest.
"I... forgot you even sent that!" Danny lied. In reality, he actually looked at it quite often. As annoying as he found Brian, he was a bit of a guilty pleasure for the boy, someone he liked looking at but always hated himself for doing it.
"Yeah, fun feature of the Kingswood app. It shows when and how often a sent picture gets looked at!" Brian explained.
"Oh..." Danny mumbled, trembling a little. "I... well... sometimes I... might click on it... by mistake... you know... thinking you're the... the other Brian, ya know, from 1.02. That might... be why it could... erm... show a lot of views!"
Brian grinned devilishly. "Yeah, I made that up," he confessed. "It doesn't show anything like that, but good to know you've been looking!" He winked playfully.
Danny stared, annoyed at himself for being so gullible. He visibly deflated, his shoulders slumping as Brian chuckled at him. "You're a dick!" he said unhappily, then cracked a reluctant smile as he added, "But that was kind of a good one!"
"Thanks," Brian said happily. He leaned to the side and gave Danny a gentle nudge and said, "So come on Sport, what's up?"
"Chris is a dick!" Danny pouted. "And Mikey's a dick too!"
Brian nodded. "So I'm a dick, so's Chris and so's Mikey. That's a lotta dicks, I'd have thought you'd enjoy that!"
Danny laughed, but tried to stop himself, smacking Brian's arm angrily as he said, "Stop taking the piss!"
"Sorry," Brian said, still smiling. "So what did they do?"
Danny sighed as he shook his head.
"Come on Adam," Brian teased, referring to Danny's Halloween `Adam and St-eve' costume. "Us Spartans make great listeners!" he added, referring to his own Halloween outfit.
Danny chose not to respond to the slight goading and instead blurted out, "Chris tried to set me up with someone!"
Brian gasped dramatically. "What a monster!" he said sarcastically.
Danny tutted and rolled his eyes. "Shut up," he pouted. "I know everyone's starting to pair up and stuff and he's just trying to help, but... I dunno, it just pissed me off cos I don't even know if I want that!"
Brian nodded, looking at the younger boy thoughtfully. "Okay, so you're... what, seven... eight years old, right?"
"I'm twelve tomorrow and you know that!" Danny snapped, beginning to wonder why he ever thought he could have a proper conversation with the antagonistic teen.
Brian smirked a little and said, "You gotta remember, squirt, you're surrounded here by older kids who are more experienced, more mature and had a lot longer to get used to this place and what it's like here. So many guys, even in Year 7, are in such a mad rush to grow up and have a boyfriend, or two boyfriends... or seven..."
"Seven!?" Danny exclaimed in shock.
"Another time," Brian said with a wry grin. "But my point is, this place lets you be whatever you want... but you don't have to figure it all out in Year 7. You're just a kid, hell, so am I! What I'm saying is... it's okay to just BE twelve and if anyone tries to push you into anything you don't want... maybe try talking to them about it instead of hiding under the stairs!"
Danny nodded as he considered Brian's words, looking down at his hands. Suddenly he turned and said, "Joseph and Chris keep telling me you're not as much of a dick as you seem!"
"Ah, warming up to me, are you?" Brian asked with a cheeky grin.
"No, I still think you're a dick," Danny said bluntly, then his expression softened, and he added, "But at least you're a dick who gives good advice!"
Brian laughed aloud at the backhanded compliment. "Yeah, I can live with that!" he said, standing up. "But seriously, talk to Chris, okay?"
Danny just nodded non-committally.
Brian let out a sigh and headed for the stairs. "Well this was fun, but I got places to be and people to annoy. If you ever need anything, you know where to find... Joseph, you're his problem!"
"Dickhead!" Danny said, shaking his head.
"It's Brian!" Brian said, mocking Danny's usual response to him. He headed for the stairs and without looking back, called out, "Catch ya later, Peanut! Enjoy the picture!"
Danny shook his head but waited a moment to ensure Brian was really gone then unlocked his phone and looked at his present, smiling.
"There you are!" Chris suddenly said, appearing from the stairs.
Danny almost jumped out of the seat, quickly locking his phone. "You scared the crap out of me!" he complained.
Chris chuckled. "Sorry. I saw Brian on the stairs, he told me you wanted to talk!"
"YOU'RE A DICK!" Danny shouted out, the insult echoing round the large open foyer.
"YOU'RE WELCOME!" he heard Brian's voice echo back.
"Should I ask?" Chris asked, glancing up in the vague direction of Brian's voice before sitting down beside Danny.
"Probably not," Danny said, shaking his head.
"Fair enough. So... you got pretty pissed... and I'm not entirely sure why!" Chris said cautiously.
Danny stared down at his fidgeting hands. "Honestly... neither am I!"
They sat in silence for several moments, quietly watching other boys heading up the stairs as more evening activities concluded.
"You chose Kyle!" Danny said bluntly.
"I thought... you were okay with that!" Chris said, not sure whether he was supposed to feel guilty.
"I am!" Danny insisted, nodding as he looked at Chris. "But then you tried to set me up with someone else too!"
"Yeah, cos Tommy told me Adrian likes you and I thought it'd be a... kinda... fun birthday present," Chris explained.
"Happy birthday, I got you an eleven-year-old boy?" Danny said, smirking a little.
"I think he's twelve already actually," Chris corrected him, grinning.
"Whatever. My point is, you didn't want me yourself and then you tried to... to fob me off onto someone else too!" Danny explained.
Chris frowned. "Are you saying... you want to date me?" he asked, seemingly every bit as confused as Danny.
"No," Danny answered, shaking his head. "But it'd be nice to... I dunno, be wanted!"
"So... let me see if I've got this right. You're annoyed at me setting you up with a really nice guy, who happens to be really cute. He's definitely cute, right?"
"So cute!" Danny agreed, smiling reluctantly.
"And you want me to... want to date you, even though if I did... want to date you, nothing would happen because you DON'T want to date me?" Chris asked.
Danny rolled his eyes and huffed. "Well yeah, of course it sounds crazy... when you..." he paused, lowering his voice and blushing a little, "When you say it... exactly the way it is!" As Chris laughed, Danny held back a reluctant smile and said, "Okay, fine. I'm nuts. Take the piss, I deserve it!"
"Oh I will," Chris assured him.
Danny looked serious again as he turned to face Chris. "Okay, so I... over-reacted a bit... to you at least, I'm still gonna kick Mikey's butt!"
"Understandable!" Chris agreed.
"But... don't go setting me up anymore, okay?" Danny requested. "I get that you and Kyle are happy, and I love hanging out with you both, but just because you're dating, that doesn't mean it's what I want too. I'm happy..." he paused, thinking of Brian's advice. "Just being twelve."
"Okay, no more matchmaking," Chris agreed. He leaned over and put an arm around Danny, resting his head on his shoulder.
"Wait, so does this mean no actual birthday present?" Danny asked with a snigger.
Chris grinned. "I'd give you a birthday blowjob, but..." he reached down and tapped the front panel of the chastity device. "So how about we just say I owe you one once you're free!"
"Make it two and you've got a deal!" Danny said cheekily.
"Deal!" Chris agreed happily.
"Hey, maybe we might have actually let you cum by then!" Danny teased as they stood up.
"Oof, low blow," Chris grumbled. "Have I mentioned lately how much I hate you?"
Danny chuckled, grabbed Chris' arm gave him a playful kiss on the cheek. "Hate you too!" he laughed.
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