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Tales from Kingswood
Chapter 39
Sunday 12 July 2020
"Welcome to the Covid birthday club... it sucks!" James sniggered to the distressed boy at his side. He made no attempt to help despite David's imminent demise.
"Can't... breathe..." David gasped.
"Ugh, he's so over-dramatic!" Danny said, rolling his eyes as he and Chris lay on top of the birthday boy in what was either an over-enthusiastic hug or very gentle attempted murder.
"Yeah, can't imagine where he picked that up from!" Nicky called across sarcastically. Although it was aimed at Chris and Danny, most of the dorm looked a little sheepish at the comment.
"Hey, it's Rob that's about to snuff it. He's the one who needs to be really worried!" James said, leaning over the side of his bunk to look at the boy laying beneath the vociferous birthday greeting.
Rob leaned out sideways from his bunk to join in the conversation above him. "What? Me? Why?" he asked, suddenly panicked.
"The weight capacity on these beds is, like, barely more than a hundred kilos and you three are..." James paused, looking at the tangle pile of Chris, Danny and David, "... definitely more than a hundred kilos!"
"Oh. My. God!" Chris said, shaking his head as he climbed off of David and sat up. "Do you hear that?" he asked Danny.
"I do!" Danny said, nodding. "I think someone..." he looked at James, eyebrows raised, "... is calling us fat!"
It was an absurd notion as both boys were naked, aside from Chris' chastity device which had now been on for a week, and both boys were very distinctly far from fat. While Chris' slight hint of chunkiness had faded through the school year thanks to his huge amount of time in the pool, Danny had been hitting the gym on top of his regular football playing and swimming, resulting in a physique that was beginning to become the envy of Year 7.
James shook his head, raising his hand defensively. "No, I wasn't calling either of you fat!" he insisted.
"Oh, so just me then!" David said, joining in on the teasing for once rather than naively being on the receiving end.
"None of you. I meant none of you. I wasn't calling ANY you fat!" James said, starting to look a little alarmed. "It's just... the average weight of a twelve-year-old... times three... and the bed's capacity..."
David sniggered, not used to doing the bluffing. "Relax, I know you wasn't calling me fat!" David said, mostly just glad to be able to breathe now that Chris and Danny ended their birthday hugging and climbed off of him. "It's only Josh that gets to call me fat!" he joked.
The room fell awkwardly silent.
"I was... just kidding!" David said, realising a little too late that joking about the way Josh had dished out virtual character assassinations of the whole dorm a few months earlier was not something they all felt ready to joke about yet.
A lot of eyes fell to Josh who looked mortified for just a moment, but then smiled. "Yo Davey, take it as a compliment. If the only thing my arsehole brothers could think of to insult you with was being a chonky-boy, that must mean you're pretty fucking cool!"
There was such a collective sigh of relief that the windows almost blew out.
"Besides, it's like I said when I came to see you in Covid jail, I wasn't offended," David explained casually. "I AM fat. Trying to insult me by saying I'm fat is like insulting Chris by calling him a cuddler or insulting James by saying he's annoyingly clever!"
James smiled shyly at the compliment.
"Me, a cuddler?" Chris asked, feigning shock. He grabbed onto David and knocked him back into a laying position. "I don't know what you mean! Also, shut up, you're not fat! You're cuddly!"
"Yeah, because of all the fat!" David sniggered.
The comment started most of the boys chattering amongst themselves which continued for a few moments as Josh climbed out of bed and walked over to the sofas. He stopped, leaning on the back of a sofa as he looked down the dorm at the other boys.
"Guys, can I... say something?" Josh called out, just loud enough to be heard over the chatter, which quickly died down.
Rob gave Josh a questioning look and went to move, but Josh gestured for him to stay put, smiling meekly.
"Oh my God, you're coming out!" Mikey sniggered.
As the others looked at Mikey, annoyed at his humour in what looked to be a sensitive moment, Josh just chuckled, flashing a cheesy grin to the other boy.
"David, I know today's your birthday and I'm not trying to steal your thunder, but..." Josh started, trailing off a little.
"S'okay," David quickly reassured him as he nestled in between Danny and Chris on his bunk. "Steal away!"
"Five months ago, I... stood right over there," Josh said, pointing across the dorm. "And I said... the most horrible things to all of you!"
Danny leaned forward slightly, shaking his head. "Josh, you already apologised. You don't need to do it again!" he insisted.
"I'm not!" Josh said with a slight smirk.
Danny knew the look on Josh's face. Since their shared trauma had brought them together, Danny had gotten to know the other boy in a way that was more intimate than any of the (many) sexual partners he had accrued in his time at the school. With a slight smirk, he playfully replied, "Oh, well screw you then!"
"Maybe next year," Josh said back with a flirty wink then turned his attention back to the rest of the dorm. "But anyway, as I was saying before I was so RUDELY interrupted... the things I said back then, they weren't my words, they were words my brothers fed to me... things they forced me to say just to hurt you. I thought... maybe it was time for me to try saying MY words this time!"
"Yay, new insults, lucky us!" Nicky teased.
Josh rolled his eyes. "Nicky," he said, looking at him. "You were SO freakin' shy back on our first day, but that lasted, like, five minutes!" It got a laugh from the others as they thought back. "But now you're this... sarcastic, quick, funny... bitch!" More laughs. "But you make every day SO fun!"
Nicky rolled his eyes. "Geez, okay, I'll marry you, but I am NOT wearing the dress!" he said, the sarcasm completely failing to hide his obvious blushes.
As the others stopped laughing again, Josh looked round the room. "Who's next?" he asked thoughtfully.
Chris virtually fell off of David's bunk from throwing his arm in the air so fast as he called out, "Me! Oooh, me. Do me next!"
"Ugh, Chris," Josh said in mock disgust. "Do you have any idea what it's like trying to share a room with an over-affectionate guy who'll jump on you and cuddle you to death the moment you stop moving?" Chris looked a little worried for a moment until Josh grinned and said, "It's freakin' awesome! Please never stop!"
"Never!" Chris yelped, grabbing David in a tight hug and nearly choking him again.
"Oy, wait til I've done David before ya kill him!" Josh chuckled. As Chris loosened his grip, Josh smiled at the birthday boy and said, "You are... a broken little fella sometimes!"
David frowned a little, unsure where this was going.
"But so am I," Josh said with a sincere nod. "And seeing how... bravely you've dealt with your shit... you make me want to be as strong as you!"
"Too fuckin' right!" Chris said, squeezing David more gently this time as the others voiced their agreement.
"Hmmm," Josh hummed, looking at the remaining four boys. He knew two would be harder than others and kept putting them off. "James," he decided aloud next. "Wh\at I like most about you is that you're not a follower. You do the things you wanna do for your own reasons. You're just so... very you!"
"That doesn't sound like much of a compliment!" James grumbled.
Josh smiled sweetly and replied, "It does if you know how much I like you!"
James tutted and rolled his eyes as he said, "That'll do I s'pose!" He smiled reluctantly.
Mikey glanced across at Rob, then up at Danny sat on the bunk above him before turning his gaze back to Josh who was looking at him. "Yeah, I know, I'm awesome, no need to say it!" Mikey shrugged.
As the rest of the boys laughed at the bravado, Josh shook his head. "Nah, you're a bigger bitch than Nicky..." he started.
"Woohoo!" Nicky cheered.
"And you're so weird sometimes and... sometimes a bit scary, but... you've also got this really sweet side to you, no matter how much you try to hide it!" Josh explained.
"Pfft, whatever!" Mikey said dismissively, rolling his eyes for a moment until Nicky jumped across onto his bunk and hugged him playfully from behind, getting a chorus of `awwws' from the others, much to Mikey's annoyance.
Josh audibly gulped as he looked at Danny, then Rob, then back again. "Danny, I... or, my brothers, I s'pose... they made me say that you're the friend we go to for when our first choice isn't available, they called you a back-up but you're SO not. You ARE the friend we go to, but not through a lack of choices, as a FIRST choice. You look out for all of us and you're always there when we need you and... you saved my life!" He choked on the final words a little.
"Shut up, I'm not crying, YOU are!" Danny sniggered, wiping his cheek as David leaned against him and Chris reached over to grab his shoulder.
Josh let out a hearty sigh as he looked at his best friend. "Rob, back on... THAT day, I said I don't like you and I never have..." he paused as everyone stared. "And I totally fucking meant it. Can't stand ya. Worst guy in the world!" He stared at Rob, straight-faced.
The others looked on in horror for just a moment before Josh burst into laughter.
Rob did the same as he jumped to his feet and rushed Josh. "Can't stand you either. You're the absolute worst. I hate everything about you!" he insisted as he grabbed Josh in a playful hug.
"I hate you more!" Josh sniggered back.
Mikey slowly shook his head as he clung tightly to Nicky. "Those two are so fucking weird!" he muttered.
"I think today is gonna break me!" Danny whined softly.
"Hnnh, wait til you're in my position!" Jesse smirked at the weary-looking boy.
"Yeah, fair point," Danny conceded.
The two students, each at opposite ends of the Kingswood journey, were sat in Jesse's dorm. The last time Danny had been there, the dorm had looked so different. Students in the two-person second-floor dorms were allowed to decorate their rooms much more freely than the younger students and Jesse's side had been filled with posters, pictures and team banners. Now though, the decoration that had made the room distinctly Jesse was gone, the room returned to its generic neutrality, ready for its new occupants the following year.
"Do we really have to do this today?" Danny asked, then puffed out his cheeks as he exhaled slowly, trying to keep his composure. He already felt exposed, still sitting there naked thanks to his ongoing punishment.
"Look, mate. Most of our time together's been in the gym and as much as I'd love to be that... stupidly cool guy who can just have our last gym session together then stroll out at the end with a casual `see ya'..." Jesse started. Shaking his head, he finished, "... that's just not me!"
"Yeah, you're definitely not stupidly cool!" Danny chuckled. He was just being flippant. To him, Jesse was absolutely one of the coolest guys he knew. For most of the year, they had spent four or five mornings together every week, with Jesse teaching Danny all about the gym and working out. It didn't matter that Jesse was in Year 13 and Danny only in Year 7, or that Danny was a scrawny kid and Jesse a towering, muscular pile of manhood. They had become friends anyway.
Jesse sniggered at the insult. Insults were the secret language of Kingswood. Usually if you heard a student openly insulting another, it probably meant they were pretty close friends. He would normally have tossed something equally offensive back, but he remained silent for a moment, taking a few deep breaths.
"You okay?" Danny asked, shuffling forward. He had been sat on the bed that belonged to Lex, Jesse's roommate, facing Jesse who was sat on the side of his own.
Jesse exhaled another deep breath slowly and deeply. "This is..." his words caught in his throat a little. "This is harder than I thought it'd be!" He looked up and away from Danny, avoiding eye contact as he took another deep breath as he muttered, "Fuck!" and tried desperately to stop his eyes watering.
Danny moved quickly, almost launching himself onto the older boy. As he sat on his lap, he wrapped his legs around Jesse's waist, looped his arms around his shoulders and held tightly onto him.
Jesse laughed at the gesture, allowing a couple of gentle tears to run down his cheeks as he heard Danny sniffing into his neck.
"I'm gonna miss you so much!" Danny said, his voice muffled.
Jesse held tightly onto him, raising one hand momentarily to wipe his cheek. "I'm gonna miss you too, big guy!" he sniffed back.
They held onto each other for a few minutes before they both relaxed their grip and Danny pulled back a little. He didn't climb off, but just stayed on the eighteen-year-old's lap, gently holding onto him.
Jesse kept hold of Danny with one hand to stop him falling back then wiped his face again with the other. "They do everything they can to prepare you to leave here, but... it's so much tougher than they could ever really explain!" Jesse said, shaking his head. "Can I give you some advice?"
"You always do," Danny said, smiling fondly.
Jesse chuckled and nodded gently. "Just say yes!"
"Fine... yes!" Danny said, rolling his eyes.
"No, ya dick," Jesse chuckled. "That IS the advice. Just say yes!"
"To what?" Danny asked, frowning questioningly.
"To everything!" Jesse insisted. "People used to say `you've got loads of time' and stuff like that when I was your age, but... they're wrong, you don't!" He said, shaking his head a little. "Your time here is just... it's gonna fly by and before you even realise it, you're gonna be up here in one of these dorms, packing up for the last time and wondering where the fuck all the time went! So, say yes... to everything. Do the things you love, enjoy the friends you make, do... every stupid thing you can think of." He grinned as he added, "So long as it's safe, don't be THAT stupid! I don't wanna hear about you ending up with a broken neck or something!"
"Me? Never!" Danny chuckled.
Jesse smiled as he raised his hand to Danny's cheek, sighing gently as he grazed it with the back of his fingers before he brushed them through the boy's hair. "You've grown up so much this year," Jesse said proudly. As Danny looked down at himself, Jesse added, "I don't mean physically," he lowered his hands to touch the boy's chest as he said, "Although you're getting there. I'm talking about... on the inside. One of the things that sucks most about leaving..."
"Aside from not being surrounded by guys who want to have sex with you, like, all the time?" Danny asked with a snigger.
"Yeah, aside from that," Jesse laughed. "It's... not seeing the final cookie!"
Danny frowned, confused. "Oh God, this place has finally broken you!" He grabbed Jesse's head with both hands and stared at him seriously. "Do I need to call for help? Blink once for yes and twice for please blow me!"
"Ha ha!" Jesse said, smirking. "Gedoff!" he said, shoving Danny from his lap.
Danny hopped back onto Lex's bed, leaning back on both hands, seemingly unbothered by his continuing nudity, which only made Jesse admire the boy more.
"So... the cookie thing. It's something I got told back when I was in Year 7. It's like a metaphor. You know what that is?" Jesse asked.
"Sure," Danny nodded. He sort of knew, but figured he'd work it out.
"So he told me that when you come to Kingswood, you're like a bag of flour," Jesse started, smiling as he saw Danny was still understandably confused. "Now over Year 7, you start to pick up the other ingredients that make up who you are. You know, the real basic ingredients, the... the core of who you'll be as a person. Then you start moving up and as you move through Years 8 and 9 you start picking up... the fancier ingredients, ya know, the chocolate chips or the nuts or whatever. With me so far?"
"No, but go on anyway!" Danny sniggered.
"Then you hit Year 10 and... all those ingredients get thrown in the bowl and get mixed up and by the end of Year 11, you're this... cookie dough. It's all there and it tastes good but, it's still not a cookie, so then you go on to Years 12 and 13 and you... you get cooked... you get finished off. So by the time you're my age, you've become the... final cookie! The... sum of all your time here!"
Danny nodded, thinking about it.
"I know it's a bit... out there, but it kinda stuck with me," Jesse said shyly.
"I think that's really cool," Danny said with a huge grin. "Totally freaking mental, but... still cool! I do have one question though, about YOUR `final cookie'."
"Mmm-huh," Jesse hummed, eyes narrowing suspiciously.
"Can I taste it?" Danny requested, eyes flashing with mischief.
"You really don't give up, do you?" Jesse asked, laughing as he shook his head. The boy was certainly persistent. From very early in their entirely platonic relationship, Danny had made been very clear about his desire to make it un-platonic. It was almost like a game to them now, with Danny finding funny and flirty ways to come onto Jesse, just to be told a very firm `no and stop asking', with the unspoken agreement that he would never actually stop asking. Jesse looked at the grinning boy, shrugged and said, "But sure, why not!"
Danny chuckled, used to the many playful rejections, but stopped as he realised this wasn't one of them. "What?" he asked, eyes wide, audibly gulping.
"Just a one-time thing, as a goodbye... I'm all yours!" Jesse said, smiling at the boy's shock. He didn't know if Danny would actually take up the offer or just retreat, having had his bluff called, but he was prepared for either outcome.
"Are you serious?" Danny asked nervously. His cock had jumped to full firmness almost comedically quickly. As Jesse nodded back at him, he let out an incoherent moan. He sat watching intently as Jesse stood and began to undress. He had seen Jesse shirtless plenty of times – on hot days when he'd work out without it, on the days he had `encouraged' Danny to push himself in exchange for removal of clothing, in the locker room after their workouts, even at Halloween when he had walked around painted green as The Hulk – but seeing him undress for the specific purpose of... whatever they were about to do - it was exciting.
Jesse stood, letting his hands run across his body, following the bulge of his pecs, tracing random lines around his abs. "You're gonna look just like this if you keep up the good work at the gym, ya know," he said, nodding. While it was a genuine observation, he was mostly just enjoying the excited, almost mesmerised look on Danny's face staring back at him.
Danny whimpered once again as Jesse leant down, pushing his sweatpants down to his ankles. Standing back up in nothing but a pair of quite skimpy 2(x)ist briefs, white with a pale grey waistband, he let his hand gently graze his bulge as it passed. This was a sight Danny had witnessed a lot less often, especially in such nice underwear, Jesse's gym clothes not quite as stunning.
"So should I... take these off?" Jesse asked, pulling the front of the briefs down a tiny bit. He kept his body shaved, aside from the dark tufts in his pits, but the slight tease revealed the top of a small patch of pubes.
"Yes!" Danny squeaked excitedly, not daring to touch himself yet for fear of shooting too quickly.
"Okay," Jesse grinned. As he started to pull them down, he span on the ball of his foot to face away, revealing his bare butt to the boy as he stepped out of the underwear. Glancing back, Danny was wide-eyed and seemingly on the verge of literally drooling. As Jesse stood, he held the bunched up underwear in one hand, using it to cover his cock and turned back to face Danny.
"Drop `em. Please!" Danny begged.
Jesse raised his free hand, running it through his hair, the muscles in his torso tensing a little as his furry pit came into view. Suddenly he tossed the underwear to Danny, then raised his other hand too.
Danny got the underwear to the face, getting a sudden sniff of Jesse's crotch. While underwear was more Mikey's thing, the warmth of the recently removed item, the slight lingering odour and the simple thought of `I'm holding Jesse's pants' were almost enough to spark Danny's own interest in the fetish. He stared at Jesse, fully naked before him for the first time.
His cock was a modest size, Jesse had always been honest about that, telling Danny his obsession with size was unnecessary. It hung, plumped up a little due to both the situation and the naked, horny boy sat before him, with a pair of hefty balls hanging below and a perfectly-trimmed patch of hair above.
"Wh... what can I... do?" Danny asked nervously.
"What do you want to do?" Jesse asked, lowering his arms, letting them hang at his side as the boy stared him up and down in shock and lustful hunger.
"Tie you up, keep you here and still see you every day!" Danny said honestly, smiling sadly, "But if that's not an option... can you..." He paused. He was about to ask the older boy to fuck him. He knew from the time Brian had fucked him now how much he enjoyed it and unless Jesse was an extreme grower when he got hard, Danny could definitely take him. As the words began to come out of his mouth, they stuck and he wasn't sure why. Brian was the first guy to fuck him and so far, the only one too. Although their relationship was completely casual, he felt wrong asking Jesse to fuck him.
"Can I... what?" Jesse asked, frowning. He knew the boy's expression well. To most people Danny was fairly easy to read, but for someone who knew him well, the expression was almost as clear as Danny speaking aloud. "Who you thinking about?" he asked with a grin.
Danny shook his head, clearing it a little. "Nobody, doesn't matter," he insisted. "We're gonna 69!" he said confidently as he stood. "But first... this!" He reached up and interlinked his fingers behind Jesse's neck then pulled him down a little so they could kiss. Danny mewed happily as he felt Jesse's hands lightly taking hold of him. It was a nice kiss, kind of like when he kissed Nicky, the kind that comes from closeness, connection and affection, a pleasurable moment beholden only to itself.
As the kiss parted, Jesse smiled sweetly. "You're pretty good at that!" he chuckled.
"Thanks," Danny said, blushing a little. "Wanna see what else I'm good at?" He didn't wait for an answer. He shoved Jesse, who presumably decided to just go with it as the move in any other situation would have been like Danny pushing a wall. As Jesse fell onto the bed and shuffled round, Danny straddled his stomach, then leaned down for another kiss, letting out a pleasured moan into Jesse's mouth as he felt muscular arms wrapping around him.
After a few minutes of relaxed making out, Danny sat back up, then turned around. He began to shuffle backwards, his butt moving towards Jesse's head as he prepared for the promised 69.
"Wait!" Jesse declared, stopping Danny in his tracks.
Danny gulped, his butt close to Jesse's face. Was he about to be rimmed? Considering the last time someone did it he ended up with a facial injury, he was a little nervous about it.
"Sorry, just appreciating the view!" Jesse grinned, firmly grasping a pert buttock in each hand.
The first day they met, Jesse had complimented Danny on his butt, though it had been purely from a technical perspective. Now though, he seemed to just be appreciating its beauty.
Jesse let out a low moan as he massaged the perfect little bubble butt for a moments, thgen eventually let go. "Okay, carry on!" he sniggered.
Danny continued shuffling back until he felt a mouth wrap around his cock. It felt so good he almost forgot about the delights awaiting him. Looking down at Jesse's dick, the older boy wasn't hard yet, at least not fully, his cock still laying on his leg, pleasantly plumped. Danny took hold of it, moving it around, seemingly inspecting it, committing it to memory as he knew this was not an opportunity he would get again.
Having sufficiently examined the slowly hardening cock, he leaned down and ran his tongue from the base, all the way to the tip. He heard a grunt of pleasure from the teen, so he repeated it a few times, enjoying the sight of it swelling to full firmness. After a few more licks, he was rewarded with a tiny bead of precum. He licked it, savouring the flavour for a moment before plunging the boner fully into his mouth.
"Fuck!" Jesse yelped, releasing Danny's cock for a moment. The licking had felt good, and he was expecting the suck, but to have it instantly deep-throated was as unexpected as it was pleasurable.
Danny wanted to laugh but his mouth was a little busy. Not yet able to deep-throat for more than a few seconds at a time, he pulled it back and got to work sucking on it. He felt his own cock return to the warm wetness of a mouth. As Danny lay on top of the muscular young man, sucking slowly, he allowed his hands to roam up and down the bulging thighs before sliding down to try and grope at his buttocks. Jesse seemed happy to let him explore, lifting and moving his legs to give Danny access to wherever his hands chose to go.
"Jesse, I'm gonna cum soon," Danny whimpered, feeling bad for getting there so quickly. Since his naked punishment had started, he had been incessantly horny, so finally being able to enjoy the stunning hunk of manhood had quickly pushed him to the edge.
Jesse didn't seem bothered, happily sucking away as Danny lay atop him, gasping and convulsing as his small dick unleashed his young load. He swallowed it down then released the boy's cock. He made no attempt to move though, instead letting his tongue explore the area, licking at Danny's balls, his smooth-apart-from-a-dozen-hairs pubis.
Danny took it as an indication that Jesse was happy to continue in their current position and returned to his relaxed, playful sucking. Gradually he could tell Jesse's excitement was growing, his hips bucking a little in time with Danny's sucks.
Danny's own dick, softened momentarily after ejaculation, had stiffened again as Jesse's mouth worked around it. The boy let out a slightly nervous moan as he felt his dick slide back between Jesse's lips.
With his mouth full, Jesse called out a muffled, "Think you've got another one in you?"
"I'm willing to find out!" Danny called back, getting a snigger in return.
This time, as Danny's orgasm rapidly built, seemingly unbothered by the one he had experienced a mere ten minutes earlier, he could tell Jesse was close too. Shortly after blowing his second load, the few measly drops he produced anyway, into Jesse's mouth, Danny felt the large cock began to convulse.
Danny released the orgasmic tool quickly, realising he was essentially sat on Jesse's face as he watched the young man's cock spurt out an impressively large load, covering his muscular stomach. He climbed off, worried about how he might explain a dead teenager suffocated by his arse if he stayed sat there any longer and knelt at Jesse's side, grinning at his bedraggled breathlessness.
"And I thought you... like cum!" Jesse said, glancing down at the streaks of white across his body.
"I do, I just wanted something sexy to eat off of!" Danny joked before leaning down and getting to work sucking the spunk from the bulging muscles.
The semen was all gone, eagerly swallowed by Danny within thirty seconds but the tongue bath continued for a good five minutes, neither of them in any hurry to end it. When Danny finally stopped, he sat up and stared down at Jesse sadly. The older boy grabbed him and pulled him down so they could cuddle together.
"So is this how you'll remember me? Naked and covered in cum? Or will I always just be `the gym guy'?" Jesse asked wryly.
Danny sighed softly. "Neither," he replied, shaking his head a little.
"Ugh, so you're just gonna forget me entirely? That's rude!" Jesse joked.
Danny smirked and shook his head again. "I'll definitely think of you when I'm in the gym," he explained, then looked down at his friend's naked body and said, "And this is definitely going in the ol' wank bank!" They both chuckled. "But... I think the bit I'll never forget is... that time you kidnapped me, dragged me up here and forced me to sleep cos you knew how much I needed it!" Danny had not been doing well at the time, traumatised by his rooftop encounter with Josh. Jesse had literally picked him up and carried him to the bed the now lay in together.
"Hey, sometimes you gotta do what you gotta do," Jesse chuckled.
"Thank you for always being there!" Danny whispered as he nuzzled his cheek down against Jesse's chest. "I'll miss you!"
"I'll miss ya too, bud," Jesse replied, kissing Danny's forehead gently.
The Roof Garden Project had gotten off to a slow start, going through several layers of management checks, risk assessment and approvals, but finally things had gotten moving. By that point, word of it had spread through a lot of the school and while not everyone was jumping at the chance to do manual labour, enough students were involved that it didn't matter that outside contractors couldn't enter school grounds thanks to Covid.
Overseen by head groundskeeper of the school's prize-winning ornamental gardens, plans had come together and work finally got underway. Having been disused for the better part of three decades, clean-up was a long and arduous task, but the boys of Kingswood were never ones to shy away from hard work.
Every inch of the massive area had been stripped clean of dead plants and weeds, then scrubbed, scoured and jet-washed back to its bare bones. Chris, along with few other students had been drafted to help make some design decisions to ensure student input and while the wilder ideas had to be reined in a little by the head groundskeeper, what they ended up with was a design reminiscent of the school's gardens, but much sleeker and more modern.
Art classes over the past half term had been dedicated to work supporting the project. Each class had been tasked with creating something that would be included as a permanent fixture in the new area. Even Years 11 and 13, who were undertaking their GCSE and A-Level exams respectively, had been given time in their revision schedules to produce a piece.
Today was finally opening day and most of the school had gathered for it.
"Thank you all for coming out. We certainly picked a lovely day for it," Mr Everett, the Headmaster, greeted the students, teachers and staff. It got a gentle titter of agreement. "Today we celebrate the conclusion of a project that has brought new life to a long-forgotten gem. Every person who pulled a weed, picked up a broom, scrubbed a bench or contributed to the wonderful artistic displays around us helped make this possible and the result is nothing short of breath-taking. A quick round of applause for everyone involved."
The crowd burst into polite but enthusiastic applause.
"Now I'm sure I don't need to tell any of you, this has been a difficult year and some among us have experienced unimaginable losses, but we have got through it as we always do here at Kingswood... together!" Mr Everett continued, getting further applause. "I suspect many of you know the reason for this project beginning... what with the Kingswood rumour-mill being so... effective!" It got a wave of sniggers. "But for those who are unaware, an incident took place on this roof earlier in the year. Rather than be weighed down by grief and sadness, one boy chose to rise up and create something good from the bad. So one further round of applause for Daniel Davies from Year 7."
All eyes turned to Danny, who was stood amongst the other boys from dorm 1.01. It would have been embarrassing to be the centre of such attention, but the fact he was still naked due to his punishment just made him feel all the more exposed. The applause (and cheers from the other 1.01 boys) was entirely complimentary though.
"And with that," Mr Everett said proudly. "I declare the Kingswood Peace Garden... officially open!"
After a final burst of applause, the audience began to disperse, some leaving now that the ceremony was over, others wandering round to view the peaceful area.
"Mr Davies," Danny suddenly heard from behind as he stood talking to Mr Trent. He turned to see the Headmaster approaching.
"Um, hullo Sir," he said a little sheepishly. While he had gotten used to his nudity around other students, it still felt excruciatingly humiliating in front of teachers. He kept his hands very roughly in front of himself, though he knew realistically it hid nothing from the man.
"It's been quite some time since one name has come across my desk so many times in a single year, young man!" Mr Everett said, his face somewhat hard to read.
"Y... yes sir. It's been... eventful!" Danny said, blushing a little as the two adults chuckled at his choice of words.
"Indeed it has," Mr Everett agreed. "And I daresay you have given Mr Trent here quite a memorable first year at the school.
Danny glanced at the teacher. He had been so caught up in the thought of his own first year at the school coming to an end, he had not even thought about the fact Mr Trent had joined Kingswood at the same time.
"Oh, that he did!" Mr Trent said with a smile and slow nod.
"I'm sorry Sir," Danny said glumly.
"Daniel," Mr Everett said. "Sorry... Danny, yes?"
Danny nodded. It was always amusing to see which teachers chose to use preferred nicknames and which stuck to formal names. He was a little surprised the headmaster knew the students well enough to even know nicknames, but Mr Everett was often a source of surprise.
"Eventful is not always a bad thing!" Mr Everett said thoughtfully, looking round at their surroundings. "Although a peaceful Year 8 would certainly not go unappreciated!"
"I'd settle for it just involving clothes, Sir!" Danny said, feeling slightly emboldened by the realisation this was not a lecture.
"And that," Mr Everett said, raising his eyebrows, "Is why I'm certain I will be seeing your name a lot more in the future." Danny sniggered bashfully. "Danny, what you did for your friend, and I don't just mean the way you talked him off the ledge, I mean all of this too," the Headmaster said, gesturing around them, "Tells me more about you than the many, many punishment reports I've received. Keep up the good work, young man. You've got a bright future ahead of you!"
"Thank you, Sir," Danny said, his grin spread virtually from ear to ear.
"Levi," Mr Everett said, nodding to Mr Trent as he headed away.
"Trsytan," Mr Trent nodded back.
Danny looked round at the man beside him, squinting a little with the sun in his eyes. "Huh," he said, frowning a little.
"Yes?" Mr Trent enquired curiously.
"You don't look like a Levi!" Danny said, smirking a little.
"Oh really?" the young teacher asked, eyebrows raised so far they almost disappeared into his hair. "And what DO I look like?"
"I dunno," Danny replied, thinking for a moment. "More like a Nigel. Maybe a Floyd!"
"Mmm-huh," the man hummed, bemused.
"Ooh, or a Brent! Ha, Brent Trent!" Danny sniggered at his own comment.
"Oh, so I'll get you booked in for your first Year 8 punishment now, shall I?" the teacher asked, holding back a smirk.
Danny grinned sheepishly. "Best looking Levi I ever saw!" he quickly backtracked, nodding with a completely straight face.
Mr Trent laughed, reluctantly. "I can't believe it's two more years until I'm free of you!" he mused, shaking his head.
"Yeah, but then I'll still be in your GCSE Drama Class and I get to be your problem in a WHOLE new way!" Danny replied cheekily.
"It might be time for a career change!" Mr Trent said with a snigger.
Nicky gently teased his fingers through Chris' hair. Brushing it away from the other boy's forehead, he kissed it delicately. "Are you sure this is what you want for your first time?" he asked softly.
"It's not really my FIRST first time!" Chris said, feeling he needed to defend himself. It was strange really. At the start of the year, he had felt so far ahead of the rest of the dorm. He was unlocked, while most were in chastity. He could cum, they couldn't. He had stuck a finger up his bum one time, they all still giggled at the word bum... lol, bum.
Now though, he was in chastity, but more than that, he felt... behind. Nicky had been fucking boys virtually since the first day, Mikey had changed from a chaste unsociable prick to an affectionate, sometimes-dominant-sometimes-submissive bottom who had taken the biggest dick in the dorm and Danny... well Chris didn't actually know half the stuff Danny got up to, which made him a little sad, but there was definitely stuff! Meanwhile Chris had spent months having happy but predictable fun with Kyle, become a total social pariah for cheating on him and hadn't really ventured back into Kingswood's world of sex beyond sucking the occasional cock.
"Well you've never had someone else putting anything up your butt, so I'd say it counts as a first time!" Nicky replied, letting his hand slide down teasingly between Chris' legs.
"I know, but you make it sound like I'm totally inexperienced!" Chris said defensively.
"Oh yeah," Mikey said, pulling Nicky's cock from his mouth. "Fingering yourself, like, twice... you're like a sexual expert. Ooh, a sexpert!" He grinned at his portmanteau.
"Shut up and suck his dick!" Chris snapped back at him.
"Piss off, you're not the boss of me!" Mikey sneered back.
"Shut up and suck my dick!" Nicky said sharply with a wry grin.
As Chris grinned and poked out his tongue, Mikey's eyes narrowed angrily but he remained silent as he returned to sucking Nicky's oversized cock.
"There's nothing wrong with being inexperienced!" Nicky insisted. "I mean, you may have forgotten this, but... you're twelve!"
"Nearly thirteen!" Chris argued back, still feeling backfooted.
"Yeah, in like three months!" Mikey chimed in, pulling off of Nicky's dick.
"Two and a half!" Chris scowled.
Nicky waited a moment for Mikey to look at him then just raised his eyebrows.
Mikey rolled his eyes in response to the silent look of disapproval and returned to the slow blow job.
"Fine, okay, you're NEARLY thirteen," Nicky said, shaking his head. Chris had approached him that morning with the request and it had been quite unexpected. He was amazed at himself for not simply jumping at the opportunity. After all, he had popped Mikey's cherry and it gave him a strange thrill to think about doing the same to Chris. Then that would just leave Danny, and his... gorgeous, thick, sexy... butt! Nicky shook his head, shaking Danny's derriere from his mind as he looked at Chris. "I don't get why you need to get fucked so badly!" Nicky exclaimed.
`I don't wanna be left out!' Chris thought, but couldn't bring himself to admit it, especially with Mikey there too. He opted to share another reason instead. "I heard butt stuff can make you cum... and I REALLY need to cum!" he said, gesturing to the chastity device that had prevented him from touching himself for the last week. Somehow, admitting sexual frustration or desire was less embarrassing than admitting he just felt left out.
"It can!" Mikey suddenly called out. "This one time..." he started to recount, but stopped himself, embarrassed to be so openly talking about his love of anal stimulation in front of Chris. Glad to have an excuse to hide his embarrassment, he looked to Nicky said, "Sorry, I'll keep going!" then licked Nicky's dick.
Nicky smirked, knowing exactly what Mikey had intended... and why he had resisted saying it. "Yeah, yeah it can," he said, nodding and gently sliding his hand back and forth across Chris' chest. "But... you only get one first time. Don't you want it to be... I dunno, more special, or at least memorable?"
"I just wanna cum!" Chris whined, nuzzling his head against Nicky's.
"Mikey, finish up then grab some lube!" Nicky instructed, getting a muffled mumble in response. "And don't speak with your mouth full!" he added, giggling with Chris. "Okay, I'm not gonna fuck you," Nicky said bluntly. "But a finger might still do the same job and if you know what you're doing, you might be able to do it yourself over the Summer too!"
Chris smiled and whispered, "Thank you! Wait, so do I need to take lube home with me?"
"Hold on... unnnh, yes, ugh... I'll be right with you!" Nicky moaned as Mikey's suddenly eager sucking took him quickly towards release.
Chris let out an irritated moan. Seeing his friend in the throes of an orgasm just made him miss his own all the more.
Relaxing as Mikey sucked down the last few drops, giving the other boy the usual `swallow it all and don't complain' look, he turned to Chris and smiled. "Your turn!"
"Actually, I... think I kinda wanna try it on my own first. Ya know, figure it out for myself!" Chris said apologetically. "Sorry."
"You're apologising for... not letting us finger you? Kinda don't think that's necessary!" Mikey sniggered. "Well if we're not doing that. Then I wanna cum. Chris, move!" he snapped quite firmly.
Nicky grinned as Chris complied. It was so strange seeing Mikey's shift into dominance. He watched happily, holding Mikey while he made Chris suck his dick. Within a few minutes, Chris was gulping down Mikey's spunk before shuffling back up to join the other two.
Chris had ended up in the middle, but Mikey quickly made him switch places, pulling the other two boys around him like a cocoon of cuddling limbs. The two boys on either side exchanged a look. Mikey had become increasingly comfortable with physical intimacy throughout the year, but over the last week barely a moment seemed to pass where he wasn't cuddled up against Chris, Danny or Nicky. It had not gone unnoticed by the others.
"Mikey, are you... okay?" Nicky asked, finally voicing their concerns.
"Mmm-huh," Mikey hummed contentedly.
"It's just... you've been... a tiny bit, erm... clingy!" Chris explained cautiously.
Mikey tilted his head back, frowning heavily.
"Not that we mind," Nicky quickly added, running his fingers through the other boys fiery red hair. "It's just... it did kind of increase after a certain... friend... passed away!"
The friend he referred to was Mr Forsythe `Snuffles' Snuffington the Third, born 2011-ish, deceased 2020, buried out in the forest around Kingswood... sort of, it was hard to be sure due to him existing purely in Mikey's head.
Mikey let out a sigh.
"It's okay if you miss him!" Nicky said, stroking Mikey's arm.
"Yeah, he was with you for a long time!" Chris added.
Mikey sighed again. He glanced at Nicky in almost the same way he used to look at Snuffles. When Nicky smiled at him and gave a gentle nod, Mikey said, "I do miss him. He was... always nice to me... and had the best ideas and... and he was funny too!"
"Mikey, you know... that was all you, don't you?" Nicky asked, still touching him supportively.
"Yeah," Mikey said with a nod, "But... that's what... scares me!"
"It's okay, mate," Chris urged softly.
"Sometimes he could be..." Mikey paused and took a deep breath. "He could be mean. Like, he'd... say stuff about people that was just... horrible, or he'd... have ideas that... weren't always so nice. Sometimes he'd tease me or be mean to me too! So if everything he did came from me... that means it was me saying those things. And it's not like Josh, where he had someone making him do it, this is... all me!"
Nicky looked to Chris, a little unsure of how to respond.
"You think having bad thoughts makes you a bad person?" Chris asked.
"Yeah, kinda," Mikey said with a nod.
Chris shook his head as he said, "Mate, I have the WORST thoughts sometimes, that's just... how our heads work I reckon. I dunno, I'm no expert on that stuff, but there's one thing I do know and that's you!"
Mikey looked at him curiously.
"Look over there. Whadda you see?" Chris asked, pointing across the dorm.
With a snigger, Mikey asked, "Is this a test to see if I have any more imaginary friends?"
Chris laughed back and said, "No, I'm talking about what's on the desk!" All three boys looked across the room and saw the digital picture frame sat there.
"What about it?" Mikey asked with a shrug.
"That frame tells me everything I need to know about you!" Chris stated happily, thinking back to his birthday. "We were all in that arcade, ready to throw our tickets away on cheap crap we'd probably break or lose before we even got back to school, but YOU had an idea. YOU had us work together to use all our tickets. Not just to get some cool thing you wanted, but to get a really awesome gift that we could all enjoy together."
"He's right, that was pretty awesome!" Nicky agreed as Mikey blushed.
"And aside from the fact that came from you and NOT Snuffles, it also came before... this," Chris said, gesturing up and down Mikey. "Before Danny worked his freakin' magic and got you to chill your tits and before you two started your... sickeningly cute bromance. If arsehole Mikey could be that sweet and considerate, then... future Mikey is DEFINITELY gonna turn out okay, mean thoughts or not!"
Mikey smiled for a moment, then scowled. "Arsehole Mikey?" he asked grumpily.
"Oh come on, I say all that really nice stuff and THAT'S the part you focus on?" Chris asked, smiling coyly. "I think arsehole Mikey might be making a comeback!"
"No comeback needed," Mikey said, grinning. "You can't get any cum out in the first place!" He tapped gently on the front panel of Chris' chastity device.
"Oh, buuuurn!" Nicky sniggered.
"I take it back, you are NOT a nice person!" Chris joked, grabbing at Mikey's side and tickling him.
"Noooo. Tickling is banned, TICKLING IS BANNED!" Mikey screamed out, giggling as Nicky joined in.
It had been tough for Nicky to leave the dorm. Having intervened, eventually, in the Great Tickle War of 2020 (as it would be remembered throughout history), Chris and Mikey had settled on the sofas, casually laying together and discussing the pros and cons of fingering. It was quite an adorable sight, definitely more appealing than the door that stood before him now.
Dorm 3.18. It was on the first official day of the first term that Nicky had originally been summoned there. He had been terrified at the time, having absolutely no idea who wanted him to be there and why. It had only got more intimidating when the occupier, Jonathan, let him inside and he saw his new mentor/boyfriend Will, naked, restrained, blindfolded and gagged on the bed!
Jonathan has been master/Dom to Nicky's first boyfriend, an arrangement that had worked for a while but thanks to their lies had led to Nicky and Will breaking up.
Nicky had reconnected with Will since then, figuring he had to eventually. After all, Will was still his mentor and would continue to be for the next three years. They weren't really friends again yet, but it might happen... eventually. One matter still remained unresolved and it was the conversation awaiting on the other side of the door. He knocked on the door and waited a moment.
As the door opened, Eddy appeared, Jonathan's roommate. "Eesh," the young man flinched at the sight of Nicky. "Jonno, it's for you, mate... and I think I'll leave you to it!" With that, he hurried past Nicky and disappeared into the dorm next door.
"Hi," Nicky said as he stepped into the dorm and closed the door.
"Wasn't sure I'd see you before I finish!" Jonathan said, sitting up from his bed.
"Wasn't sure I wanted to!" Nicky said with a casual shrug. "But here I am!"
"Take a seat," Jonathan said, gesturing to the desk chair at his desk.
Nicky shook his head. "I'm not staying," he said firmly.
Jonathan nodded. "So let's hear it then!" he said, knowing this was likely coming at some point.
Nicky's brow furrowed as he pursed his lips, thinking. He had been so sure of what he was going to say on the way up. It was Mikey's questioning of whether he was a bad person that had made Nicky think of Jonathan. "You're not a bad person, are you?" he asked flatly.
Jonathan shrugged. "I don't think so, but then I'm a bit biased!" he said with a slight snigger.
"I thought you were. Like... when I found out you and Will had been lying to me, I thought you were just a terrible person but... I guess doing one bad thing doesn't mean you ARE bad!" Nicky reasoned, thinking aloud.
"I made a bad decision. I only thought about what I wanted and in the end that meant I hurt someone I genuinely cared about!" Jonathan confessed.
Nicky shook his head. "I'm only twelve!" he said quite sharply. "Will's only fifteen and you're... hell, you're an adult now. You... should have known better. You should have BEEN better!" he admonished the older student.
Jonathan stared back for a moment and shrugged. "Whadda you want me to say, Nicky? You're right! I agree with you. I should have done better, but I didn't. Do you want me to apologise? I will. I'm sorry! I'll say it as many times as you like!"
"I don't want an apology!" Nicky said, shaking his head.
"Then what? Whadda you want from me?" Jonathan asked with a dismissive shrug.
Nicky took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "I've seen so much shit messed up with lies all because you were... I dunno... thinking with your dick! I want to know how I... don't become you!"
Jonathan looked genuinely hurt by the comment but he didn't lash out, he just took it, feeling quite rightly that he owed the boy that much. "I think you already know the answer to that!"
Nicky nodded. Jonathan was right, he did know. "Be honest!" he said pouting slightly.
Jonathan nodded his agreement. "And try to make good choices. You won't always, but when you do make a bad choice... learn from it and don't do it again!"
Nicky sighed. "Thanks," he said softly.
"Nicky, I really care about you, ya know. You touched me in... ways I never expected, and I'm not talking physically... although I guess you did that too!" Jonathan said, risking a cautious laugh and getting a slight smirk back from the younger boy. "And I love Will too, but I lost both of you because I wasn't honest about how I felt or what I was doing. Knowing I hurt two of the most awesome guys I've ever met... that's always gonna be with me and always gonna hurt!"
"I don't want that!" Nicky said honestly. "I did. I wanted you to crawl up your own arse and die, but now... I don't wanna be the cause of anyone being unhappy, so... I forgive you!"
Jonathan smiled. "You have no idea what that means to me, mate."
Nicky smiled back for a moment then turned back to the door. "Take care, Jonathan!" he said as he glanced back, then left, literally closing the door on that part of his year.
"You're totally just making this stuff up now!" Danny grumbled as he sat on Joseph's bed.
It had been a tough (but occasionally enjoyable) couple of weeks for Danny. Ever since his release from his second quarantine, one he had been subject to thanks to his own good-intentioned but ill-advised actions, he had been enduring an extended punishment. He had been stripped and forced to remain that way for the duration, as was the norm for most Kingswood punishments, but he had also been given a couple of essays to write about Covid and the consequences of his own actions.
The official punishments from the teachers were not the only part he had endured. At the behest of the school's senior students, Danny had been subjected to some additional humiliations at the hands of his mentor Joseph. Officially, it was a decision made to highlight to other students that they took Danny's infraction every bit as seriously as the staff did. Unofficially... well it was just fun!
So far he had been publicly spanked (more for show than pain) and worked as a naked greeter at the Dining Hall at dinner a couple of evenings. Others had suggested ideas to Joseph, but the older boy was still sympathetic to Danny. Despite the near-constant erection Danny sported during his punishments, Joseph didn't want to make the boy suffer TOO much.
"I'm not making it up. It's a proper Kingswood tradition!" Joseph insisted.
"But it's so... stupid!" Danny whined.
"Of course it is. That's what tradition means. It's Latin for `stupid thing you do every year'." Joseph explained.
"Woah, really?" Danny asked, a little surprised.
"Ha, no ya daft little wankstain," Joseph sniggered, a laugh coming from across the room. "Did you hear that?" he called across to the other three boys he shared the room with.
"Bless his gullible little heart!" Sam sniggered. His own mentee, Rob, often fell for similar comments.
Danny blushed at their laughter, but especially at Brian as he saw the older boy looking his way intently. Calling his relationship with Brian complicated was an understatement. Partly because the older boy was mentor to his best friend and best friend to his mentor, but mostly because... well, it just was!
Brian had been Joseph's annoying friend at first, aggravating Danny with his cockiness and outright refusal to call him by his actual name. Eventually they had made occasional connections, normally when Danny was at his lowest. Brian wasn't the `cheering up' type of support Danny might have wanted at times, swooping in with more cutesy nicknames, but he always helped and offered sage advice where needed. Then came the gloryholes, Danny's hobby (not an addiction, he could stop at any time, obvs!) Despite the usual anonymity of them, they had discovered each other's identity, which led to more encounters.
As if blowing a guy you hate wasn't confusing enough, then there had come... the Science Lab! Both of them had been frantic with worry over Chris' disappearance when he ran away. The news of his safe return had led to a surprisingly romantic encounter in the Science Lab, where Brian had taken Danny's virginity while offering up his own. Since then, there had been one failed but sweet encounter in the Sports Complex toilets, one that ended up with a bloody lip and no fucking!
So `complicated' was definitely an appropriate description, but it was only made all the more confusing by the looks... like the one he was getting right now. Brian kept looking, at every chance he got. Danny looked back every bit as often. You'd think with all that looking their eyes would meet more often, but it was like a visual relay – one looked, the other looked away and so on.
"But I'm not making it up, it's happened every year since cameras were invented. I think it may have even been done before that, but... ya know... without pictures!" Joseph explained.
"He's right, mate," Sam called out. "One Year 7 is selected for it at random each year!"
"And I just `happened' to get picked, did I?" Danny asked suspiciously.
"Fuck no. I nominated you, as part of your punishment," Joseph said, unashamed of his compliance in Danny's latest humiliation.
"Guess who did it when we were in Year 7!" Sam said with a wicked grin.
"Don't you fucking dare," Brian growled, giving away the answer.
Danny's eyes widened at the thought of it. The task he had just been told about was... unusual... and humiliating... and now he couldn't stop thinking about Brian doing it. One Year 7 boy would stripped completely naked then taken to visit all the other Year 7 boys so they could write a message on his body, which would then be immortalised in pictures. On the surface, it sounded almost innocently playful, but all Danny could think about was having every boy in his year up close to him... seeing him, touching him... for most it was nightmare fuel. For Danny it was another reluctant entry in his wank bank.
"Brian?" Danny asked, grinning excitedly. "Can I see the pictures?" he asked, not even bothering to try and hide his arousal.
"Sure!" Sam said, jumping up and pulling out his phone as Brian gave him a death stare.
The older boy bounced onto the bed beside Danny and showed him his phone screen. "Wow, you've changed!" Danny said, looking from the naked twelve-year-old Brian on the screen, to the fully-dressed and embarrassed-looking fifteen-year-old Brian across the room. The boy on screen was undeniably Brian, but shorter, scrawny and lacking the thick meaty cock Danny had come to... like. "He's sooooo cute!" Danny called out, mostly to tease the older boy but still being truthful.
"I know right," Sam agreed. He looked round at Brian and added, "Fuck knows what happened!"
"Screw you, fuckface!" Brian snapped back at his supposed friend.
"He's still cute!" Danny said, defending Brian who just blushed in return.
Joseph sniggered and held out a sharpie. "Come on, bud. Let's get it done, then you're free to enjoy your evening with your mates!" Joseph explained, knowing the 1.01 boys had David's birthday celebration later.
"In America they have Yearbooks. Maybe we should look into that!" Danny grumbled as he climbed off the bed.
"They also have multiple school shootings every year, so careful who you pick as your role models, mate!" Joseph said as he led Danny out of the dorm. "You wanna start at one-oh-four and work back to yours, or start in your dorm and work up from there?"
"How about we start in NO dorm and go NOWHERE from there!" Danny suggested.
Joseph sighed. "I remember the days when you just did as you were told!" he sniggered.
"Yeah, but you're not my keyholder anymore!" Danny said back, unintentionally barbed.
Joseph sighed again, this time substantially more wistfully. "I still feel bad about that!" the older boy confessed. For several weeks back in Danny's first term, Joseph had lied to the boy about his ability to cum, just to keep him under his control. He had ended up confessing, rather than being caught which was one of the main reasons Danny had been able to forgive him.
"Good!" Danny said, intentionally sharp this time. "Having you as my mentor was YOUR choice but you being my role model is MINE! I want one who knows right from wrong!"
"Sucking up will NOT get you out of this!" Joseph sniggered as they got down the stairs to the first floor. "But that means a lot to me, bud. Thanks!" He put an arm around the younger boy. "So... starting in one-oh-one?"
"I guess so," Danny accepted begrudgingly.
There had been very little reaction in dorm 1.01 when Danny entered. By now they were very much used to their friend being naked, but when Joseph announced what he was doing they had gone wild, taunting and teasing him, pushing each other out of the way to get to the front to take their turn writing on him.
Joseph had given very strict instructions about what they were to write and how much space each of them was allowed to take. This was a chance to memorialise their first year at Kingswood and was not simply an opportunity to write embarrassing things on Danny, though at Chris' suggestion, Joseph had said he would consider that for Danny's next punishment if he was unfortunate enough to get one (spoiler alert, he is!)
Pretty much every one of Danny's 'friends' took the opportunity to play with him a little while they wrote their messages on him, a hand always seeming to find its way to his cock or his butt. Officially it was to `keep him steady' but everyone knew what they were doing. Danny had been hard before walking into the dorm, knowing what was coming, but by the time he was finished in 1.01 his cock was straining, the head shiny with precum as it peeked out from his foreskin.
"Don't worry, one down, only three to go!" Joseph teased as they headed out and towards 1.02.
Danny just let out a whimper. He wanted to cum so badly already, but at the same time he didn't really want to do it in front of his whole Year, especially while one of them was writing on him. This was embarrassing enough without looking like a premature ejaculator on top of it.
Dorm 1.02 was every bit as embarrassing as Danny had expected. Not having any particularly close friends in the dorm, he was unsure whether that would make it more or less humiliating, but by the time eight more boys had touched, teased, poked and prodded him, it didn't matter, he was just so horny he didn't care anymore. He just wanted to get the job done, get somewhere private and wank about a dozen times, though he knew that realistically, the other eleven times would be quickly forgotten after he had done it once!
Not content with the humiliation they had inflicted upon him, the boys of 1.01 had followed along and all crowded into the doorway of 1.02 to watch them in action. This continued to 1.03, now with two full dorms of boys watching the third group of boys make their contribution.
Dorm 1.03 was home to one of Danny's best friends outside of 1.01, Adrian. He also knew Adrian's best friend, Tommy, quite well too, the boys sitting with himself and Chris in Citizenship class each week. His question of how familiarity would affect the experience was answered when the two boys took their turn. The moment they put their hands on him, he almost collapsed to the floor, his legs going weak as he felt himself on the brink of orgasm. He barely managed to hold back, but his cock did spit up a healthy spurt of precum which stretched most of the way down to the floor before dropping free of his rigid tool.
"This has given me SO many ideas!" Adrian whispered to Danny as he finished writing his message. The two boys had recently discovered a mutual love of sexual roleplay and already shared a couple of fun experiences.
"Can't wait," Danny said with a tired but amused smile before being led out of the room and past the baying crowd of boys, which now grew by another eight as the 1.03 boys joined them.
Danny knew 1.04 would be tough. They were the least welcoming dorm in their Year in general but having had a 1.01 boy (Chris) publicly cheat on and humiliate a 1.04 boy (Kyle) had helped build the tension between the two dorms even more. Though Kyle had made up with Chris and Danny, the other boys of his dorm still seemed determined to hold a grudge!
In a way, the aggression of the final group of boys helped Danny. His fear of what they might do helped temper the excitement of the embarrassment, so by the time they were mostly done there had been no other pre-ejaculatory expulsions. Danny had come close when Kyle touched him though. They had not returned to the sexual relationship they had enjoyed during the time Chris and Kyle were a couple, but Danny still felt a physical attraction to the cute boy so a throb of his cock was not entirely unexpected.
"All done. Can I go now?" Danny asked Joseph hopefully as they headed out into the hallway, ignoring the now 31-strong crowd of boys filling the area.
Mr Trent had emerged and, while not dispersing the crowd, was certainly keeping an eye to make sure the boys didn't become too unruly.
"Just a few pictures to go!" Joseph said. "Why don't we move down to the foyer where there's a bit more space!"
Danny let out a whimper as he found himself washed down the hallway and stairs by a tsunami of excitable boys. As their taunts and laughs continued, Joseph started taking pictures of Danny, ensuring to get good close-up shots of every inch of... the writing! Once the messages were all clearly snapped, he took a few long shots, showing Danny in all his naked, graffitied glory.
By the time Joseph finished, Danny was breathing heavily, holding his own arousal at bay. He needed this to end and soon!
"What d'you all think? Should we get a group shot?" Joseph called out, getting a cheer from the Year 7 boys, along with the plethora of other boys who were now watching from the walkways of the three floors above them as well as around the entrance foyer.
The Year 7 boys quickly formed a line, taller boys at the back, shorter boys at the front, a few squatting or kneeling ahead of them... and Danny stood right in the middle. It was a slight comfort that Chris was also naked, though his cock was concealed by a chastity device and, being a taller boy, ended up with David stood in front of him.
As Joseph took his position, Danny felt hands on him... a lot of them. Grabbing his buttocks, stroking his back, one even reached round to grab his balls. It was exciting and humiliating and horrific and wonderful and he just needed Joseph to take the fucking picture.
Trembling by the time Joseph raised his phone to take the picture, Danny wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out.
Joseph grinned, knowing how much Danny was struggling. He waited a few more moments before calling, "Everyone ready? Okay, on three, everyone say... Danny's cumming!"
"DANNY'S CUMMING!" the boys all cheered out.
"Oh fuck!" Danny whimpered, as if mentally pushed over the edge by the collective thought of his entire year thinking of him ejaculating at once. The spunk began to fly as Joseph took picture after picture, the boy ejaculating helplessly while his peers watched on in amazement and delight.
As Danny finished, he dropped to his knees as the entire entrance foyer burst into cheers, applause and, of course, laughter.
The end is nigh. Tune in next week for the FINAL chapter...
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The Benny Saga (in reading order) --------------
Benny Takes Control - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/
The Kingswood Saga ------------------
Tales from Kingswood – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
Other Series ------------
Possession - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Phil's Naked Adventures - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/
One-shots ---------
The Art of Seduction - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Jake's Exposure - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
Becoming an Internet Master - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
Brian's Big Mistake - http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake
And Then It Got Worse - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse
Missed Opportunity - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity