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The Kingswood Complication
Chapter 16
Monday 14 November 2022
There are many things that could unite the students of Kingswood. Tragedy could do it, bringing out the best in its students as they bonded together to face any ordeal that came their way. Success could do it too, seeing the boys bond in the celebration of their collective achievements. Above all that, however, one thing worked best of all... a punishment!
A cold, wet Monday in the middle of November was about as bleak as it got, with the revelry of Halloween and Bonfire Night behind them but the celebration of Christmas and New Year still feeling an eternity away. It might have ended up a pretty depressing day all round if not for the sight awaiting the student population as they all returned to the Home Building at the conclusion of the day's classes – seven near-naked boys.
Nobody seemed to know for sure what was happening or why, but they all milled around the atrium waiting for the inevitable progression, chattering away at the sight of Danny Davies, Chris Smith, Nicky Jones, Rob Wilson, Mikey Corbyn, David Brown and Mark Reid standing in a line, all wearing nothing but underwear.
While a couple of the boys were more familiar with public nudity than the others, they all appeared to share a collective look of unhappiness as the crowd watching them slowly expanded. Looking down over the seven boys and their growing audience, Mr Rudd and Mr Trent stood together on the first-floor walkway, talking quietly, seemingly waiting for the perfect moment to begin.
With virtually the entire school piled into the large atrium, gathered all around the seven boys, the two teachers made for the stairs and walked down, passing through the crowd that parted compliantly to make way. The boys glanced at the two men anxiously, some even more visibly nervous than others.
"Well, it appears we've gathered quite a crowd," Mr Rudd said loudly, prompting quiet from the spectators in anticipation of what they hoped was about to happen. "In that case, let me take this opportunity to remind ALL students that `pranking' people is strongly discouraged at Kingswood."
The comment got a mixed reaction from the crowd. It seemed half of the boys – specifically the older half – understood what had happened right away, while the younger boys continued to look obliviously clueless.
"And if you DO choose to prank your fellow students, at least be smart enough to not get caught doing it!" Mr Trent added, earning chuckles from the boys and a bemused headshake from Mr Rudd. "Unfortunately, this lot were NOT that smart and were caught attempting to carry out a prank on some of their younger peers. As always, actions have consequences, and so..."
"I DIDN'T MISS IT, DID I!?" Blane called out as he burst through the main doors. As everyone looked round at the PE teacher/older brother of Chris and laughed, he cleared his throat to compose himself and switched back into teacher mode as he said, "I mean... sorry to intrude on this important disciplinary moment!"
As the comment got more laughs from the boys, Mr Trent gave his fiancé a disapproving look as he shook his head a little.
Mr Rudd said as smirked at the sudden arrival and said, "No, Mr Smith. We were just getting started!" He stepped towards the line of boys, which started with Chris, glanced down at his underwear and instructed, "Off!"
FIVE DAYS EARLIER
"Thank you all for coming!" Andy Jenkins, Mikey's mentor, said as he finally managed to get the seven younger boys to quieten down.
Andy, along with Richard (Dick) Payne, Will Butler and Sam Fletcher, mentors to Josh, Nicky and Rob respectively, had gathered their mentees together just as the school day ended. The only exclusion was Josh, who was having one of his many daily check-ups.
"Is everything okay?" Rob asked anxiously, "Did something happen to Josh?"
"Yes, in the ten minutes since you last saw him, something terrible has happened and we had time to arrange this meeting. How efficient are we!" Sam said sarcastically.
"You're not funny!" Rob pouted.
"He's a bit funny!" David said quietly, getting sniggers from the other and an angry glare from Rob.
"Anyway," Andy jumped in before anyone could start squabbling, "We gathered you here because there's a... Year ten tradition that it's finally time to let you in on!"
"Another circle jerk ritual!" Chris called out.
"The secret Underground has a secret Underground!" David suggested with a grin.
"I thought circle jerk too," Nicky shrugged.
"You're secretly lizard people!" Mikey suggested, nodding excitedly.
"Honestly, the circle jerk seems pretty fuckin' likely!" Mark said with a shrug.
"Okay, shut up," Andy said frustratedly. He looked to the five boys who had spoken, pointing to them in order as he said, "No, no comment, still no, definitely not and for fuck's sake it's not a circle jerk!"
"Aww," Mikey pouted, seemingly more bothered that their mentors weren't lizard-people than the fact there wasn't an imminent circle jerk.
"No comment!?" David muttered, cocking his head curiously.
"There's a tradition," Andy went on before more chatter could break out, "It's a bit of a... a rite of passage I suppose. The Year tens, near the start of their mentees first year... pull a prank on them!"
"Oooh!" "Awesome!" "That's mean!" "What we gonna do?" "They deserve more than a prank!" the boys all called out over each other.
"Okay, okay, calm down," Andy said, waving his hands to get the younger boys to quieten. "It doesn't have to be a big, public thing and really you can make it as big or as little as you want, but... just make it entertaining, okay!"
"Wait, how come you guys..." Rob started, but stopped mid-sentence, his eyes widening. As the realisation slowly crept across his face, he raised a hand to point accusingly at his mentor and snarled, "YOU!"
"No!" David gasped.
"What?" Chris frowned, confused.
Danny, Nicky, Mikey and let out their own gentle gasps as they caught on, and it was only when Danny whispered something to Chris that he did the same.
"Wait, what, what am I missing?" Mark asked, utterly lost.
"Back in year seven," David began explaining, "We... we all got tricked into going to an appointment with Dr Arkwright and, well... short version, we ended up naked in a classroom and having to spend the morning like that after we got caught by a teacher and a classful of other students!"
"Ohhh, that, yeah, you guys mentioned that!" Mark said, smirking slightly until the realisation struck him too. He looked to the older boys and said, "No, that was you guys!?"
As the older boys smirked and sniggered, nodding back at them, Rob looked positively apoplectic. "You know it nearly killed me trying to figure that shit out, and me and David got in SO much trouble!"
"I would like to apologise..." Sam started, looking straight-faced at Rob for a second until a grin broke out and he added, "...if I meant it, but I don't. That shit was HILARIOUS!"
Rob lunged at his mentor. Several minutes, a lot of laughing and a few brief kerfuffles later, things had settled down again. Rob wasn't happy, but had eventually started to see the amusing side.
"Now, we're not saying you need to get your lads naked in a classroom, but... this is fun tradition to keep going, so... figure out what you wanna do and... try not to get caught!" Andy suggested.
"Oooooh!" David suddenly called out, "I have the BEST idea, and it can't fail!"
NOW
David winced a little as he heard the instruction for Chris to undress, and again as he heard Nicky at his side say frustratedly, "So much for `it can't fail'!"
"QUIET!" Mr Rudd barked down the line, then turned his attention back to Chris.
While Chris looked as remorseful as his dormmates, it was impossible to deny his twisted enjoyment of what was happening, after all, how exactly can you hide a raging erection when you're standing in front of two hundred people in just tight boxer briefs?! With a glance at his big brother that was halfway between amusement and annoyance, Chris reached down and pushed his underwear down to his ankles, then stood back up making absolutely no attempt to hide his arousal.
While the whole crowd was chattering quietly, Chris heard a few of the boys closer to him whispering. "Who gets a boner at a time like this?" "That's hot!" "That's so cringe!" "...in front of his own brother..." "He's such a perv!"
"Okay, next," Mr Rudd said as he moved along to Danny, who stood beside his boyfriend.
Danny glanced round briefly at the teacher. While this wasn't a `Danny and Mr Rudd' thing, Danny couldn't help feel the man was taking some perverse pleasure in this following their recent interactions. Ever since the two of them had started fooling around together, Danny had still not let the man touch him, or even see him naked. He was sure he saw a slight smirk on Mr Rudd's face before he reached down to push his briefs off too.
While Danny had been every bit as aroused as Chris (albeit more reluctantly and with an actual sense of embarrassment), he had kept it concealed as well as he could behind his hands as he stood in his underwear. Knowing the rules on covering up when enduring a naked punishment, Danny sighed as he stood and let his hands hang at his side, letting the school see his throbbing boner.
"Wow, he's pretty big!" "That's hot!" "Oh my god, why are they hard? Freaks!" "Danny's naked... typical day at Kingswood!" "That'll save him some time on hookups!" "He needs to turnaround. His ass! OMG!"
Danny, already slightly red-faced, blushed even more profusely as he heard the whispers. His hands moved together unintentionally, though not to cover up, he scratched at his palm but immediately dropped his hands away as he realised what he was doing. He turned his gaze to the ground as Mr Rudd moved along.
Mikey didn't even hesitate as he heard Mr Rudd move behind him, pulling his boxers down without even being instructed. He stood back up, the first boy on show to not actually be sporting an erection. His cock just hung limply beneath the small bush of ginger pubes as he looked round the crowd with cold indifference.
<<They wish they looked this good!>>
"How is someone that small, THAT scary?" "I love his freckles!" "Don't look him in the eye, he might charge!" "He's like a cat. You wanna pet him but you know he could scratch your eyes out!"
<<See, they love talking about you. They all do it!>>
Mikey held his hands behind his back, wringing them together as he held back from lashing out.
Rob sighed as Mr Rudd stepped behind him and instructed him to drop his underwear. It didn't feel like it made that much difference now. For Rob, the bottom half wasn't the issue. While he wasn't the most hung boy in the dorm, he felt big enough to be confident about his dick. What bothered him, even after years at the school and being naked countless times in locker rooms and showers, was his top half. The comments weren't helping as he dropped his boxers.
"Chonkyboi!" "I wanna squeeze him!" "He can rugby tackle me any day!" "He's thiccc with 3 Cs!"
Rob made the fatal mistake of sweeping his gaze across the crowd. Aside from just reminding himself how many people could see him, he accidentally made eye contact with his little brother, Milo. His blushing intensified as he quickly dropped his gaze back to the floor.
The whispering intensified as Mr Rudd continued down, standing behind Mark. "I been waiting for this!" "He's so hot I could cry!" "Yeah, take `em off!" "Best day EVER!"
The comments Mark could hear ranged from complimentary to outright explicit. He almost wished they were a little more derogatory. Knowing everyone was looking at him, eyeing up his body, waiting to see his dick, it made him immensely uncomfortable, though he supposed that was kind of the point of the punishment. With a sigh, after being instructed, he dropped his briefs and stood back up with his hands covering his crotch.
"No covering up!" Mr Rudd whispered in his ear.
Mark sighed as he dropped his hands away and heard a new wave of whispers. "Holy forking shirtballs!" "Did I die? Is this heaven?" "Marry me!" "I'm not even gay and I'd tap that!"
Mark simply blushed at the thirsty comments and surprisingly found himself thinking about Josh, glad that they had not included him in their attempted prank so he was spared the punishment.
With two boys left to go, Mr Rudd moved down the line and towered over David, the small pink-haired boy letting out a slight whimper in response. "Off!" he barked.
David pushed his briefs down and stood back up, glancing ahead to see a sympathetic James looking on, while boys around him whispered.
"No pubes!" "Has he even hit puberty?" "He's cute, like a little cuddly teddy bear!" "I kinda thought he'd have pink pubes too!"
As Mr Rudd moved to the final boy being punished, there were a lot of murmurs from the crowd. There are certain things at Kingswood people don't gossip about, personal tragedies and relationship break-ups for example, and some things that are discussed virtually daily, such as dick size. Nicky had been the subject of that sort of gossip for his entire time at Kingswood. He had been known as the `freakishly big Year 7 boy' when he started, though he kept it well hidden, so nobody ever really confirmed it. As he moved through Years 8 and 9 and he started increasing in confidence, he still never willingly put himself on show, but had been less strict about hiding himself and the rumours had been confirmed. This was the first time the school would really get a proper look though, and expectations were high!
"Off!" Mr Rudd instructed.
"Sir, please," Nicky pleaded quietly.
"Either you take them off or I do!" Mr Rudd said firmly.
Nicky was almost in tears. He had spent years in fear of having the school ogling his ample appendage. Right then, however, he would have given everything to be able to have his dick on show. Instead, he leaned down to push his underwear down and instantly cupped his hands to conceal his chastity cage and stood back up. As he heard Mr Rudd clear his throat, he sniffled slightly and dropped his hands away.
"Oh my god!" "Jesus, I didn't know they made cages that big!" "Someone tamed the beast!" "That's going in the wank bank!" "How is he THAT big soft?" "I'm still not gay but I'd let THAT tap me! Yowza!"
"Thank you, boys," Mr Rudd said casually as he reached the end of the line. "This will remain in effect for two weeks and I hope it serves as a reminder to treat your younger classmates – and all students at Kingswood – with respect and dignity! That is all. Dismissed!"
Nicky, David, Mark, Rob and Mikey all dashed for the stairs, hurrying to the relative safety of their dorm as teases and heckles followed from behind them. While Danny looked like he wanted to follow, Chris showed no sign of leaving and, despite his own embarrassment, he found the sight of his boyfriend naked in public too sexy to even consider walking away from. The rest of the students mostly began to disperse, though a few lingered under the guise of socialising, despite the obviousness of their gazes at the two naked teens.
Blane approached his little brother, shaking his head disapprovingly despite the smirk on his face. "What did you do?" he asked wryly.
"It's Brian's fault!" Chris said, glancing round to see if his mentor or any of the others were still around. "Well, him and his mates and... well... Kingswood, I suppose!"
Blane frowned in confusion as he asked, "Do you get dumber when you take your clothes off?"
"No, just sexier," Chris said with a grin. "What I mean is... it's another stupid Kingswood tradition! Apparently it's traditional for year tens to prank their year sevens in the first term, so we did... or we tried to!"
"Ohhh!" Blane said, nodding his understanding. "And you guys went and got caught trying to peank the Year sevens?"
Chris scowled and nodded, but it sook broke into a grin as he said, "Yeah, those little gits caught onto us annoyingly quickly and I'd probably be more annoyed if I wasn't so proud!"
"And also so horny!" Blane said with a smirk, nodding down at his little brother's persistent erection.
"Yeah, that too," Chris giggled before Blane moved on and he turned his attention to some of his spectators, revelling in the ability to show off.
Meanwhile, Danny had found himself talking to a very disappointed-looking Mr Trent, though he was barely paying any attention to him anyway. He could still hear the whispers going on around him.
"Bet he's fucking Mr Trent too!" "He probably got caught on purpose to show off!" "This is just free advertising for him!" "Fuck, that ass is insane!" "I heard he spends his weekends over in the teacher's building getting passed round like a joint!" "What a slut!" "You reckon he charges or gives it away for free?" "He's so hot!" "If I looked like him, I'd be a slut too!"
"Mind if I cut in?" Mr Rudd suddenly interjected into a conversation Danny was barely even aware of.
The voice shook Danny from his stupor as he looked at the large man.
"Sure, I'll catch you later," Mr Trent said, patting his colleague on the back before giving Danny a meek smile.
"Mmm-hmm," Mr Rudd cleared his throat.
As Danny looked at him, he saw the man nod down at his hands. He was scratching at his palm again. "Oh, umm... sorry," he said absently.
"Don't be sorry," Mr Rudd said softly. "I'm concerned, not angry," he said, placing a hand on Danny's back to lead him to a quieter corner of the atrium.
"He's after another one!" "Hooking up already!" "Slut!" "Danny and Mr Rudd? Fuckin' hot, can I watch?" The comments were slightly quieter, a little mostly more subtle thanks to the proximity of the teacher, but Danny could still hear them.
Mr Rudd stopped and turned to face Danny as he started, "Look, Danny, there ARE provisions if a punishment like this is... too problematic. We can always..."
"No, it's..." Danny immediately interjected, though he wasn't sure what he wanted to say. Seeing his hands together again, he forced them apart and said, "The punishment's fine. I can handle it! Besides, I can't pussy out of it and leave the others."
"Danny, that's very noble – and mind the language – but you need to think about what's best for you!" Mr Rudd insisted. "And I think maybe I do too. I'm thinking it may be time to speak to..."
"Don't say it!" Danny said sharply, shaking his head. "I don't wanna see Doc Arkwright. He'll just... wanna talk or make me talk to someone else and I've... I've been through that stuff. I've HAD therapy before and I don't like it and I don't need it!"
Mr Rudd frowned heavily and tried again, "Danny, I really don't think..."
"Please," Danny interrupted, reaching out to touch the man's arm. He immediately heard sniggers from nearby and pulled his hand back. It took all of his willpower not to move it into the other one and scratch. "I get that I need to talk but... but... that's what we do, isn't it! We talk. We can just... keep doing that! Please, please sir."
Mr Rudd looked the boy up and down. Shameful as it was to admit, he had looked forward to seeing Danny when he discovered the planned prank, knowing the naked punishment it would incur. Yet as he stood looking at the nude boy now, his penis still semi-hard, his brief thoughts of the more intimate side of their relationship were long gone. Now he was just a vulnerable student in his care who needed looking after. "Okay, for now," he conceded reluctantly, "But if it gets worse..."
"That's fine. That's fine. It won't!" Danny insisted. "Thank you, sir. I promise I'll work on it and things'll get better. Can I... can I go now?"
"You can," Mr Rudd said, then quickly added, "But let's talk tonight!" As he saw a slight smirk spread across Danny's face, he reiterated, "TALK tonight, that's all!"
Danny nodded solemnly before he turned to look for Chris. He found him shamelessly chatting with a group of Year 8s and approached them gingerly. He could see many of them look his way as he approached. Danny had always had a complicated relationship with public nudity. While Chris' enjoyment of it was instant, Danny found it hard to truly enjoy in real-time. Thinking back on what he had endured always got him going though, more a fan of remembering humiliation than feeling it. He also found a definite difference between being seen by older boys and younger boys. With the older guys, it was hot. With the younger guys, it was just embarrassing. So having the group of Year 8s ogling him was immediately uncomfortable.
"Hey, can we go back to the dorm. I wanna check on the others!" Danny requested quietly.
Chris cocked his head as he looked at Danny. "Sure," he said softly as he took Danny's hand, bid a quick goodbye to the boys he had been talking to and headed for the stairs. "You okay?" he asked as he felt Danny squeezing his hand.
"Yeah, just... it's a lot to handle," Danny sighed, then forced a smile and added, "But I'm fine!"
"I hope you're ready for this," Chris said with a grin as they continued up towards the second floor.
"For... what?" Danny asked cautiously.
"These next two weeks... how horny I'm gonna be!" Chris said giddily. "I get horny enough when it's just me. Seeing you walking round nekkid too, AND all the others too... seriously, I'm gonna cum SO many times my cock might actually drop off!"
"Wow, now there's an image," Danny smirked. His boyfriend's sheer joy and enthusiasm was actually enough to make the crappy feeling melt away. "Chris," he said, taking a moment to really think about the boy grasping his hand.
"Yeeeeees?" Chris asked playfully as they reached the second-floor landing.
"I..." Danny started, but paused. As he stopped walking, Chris was yanked to a halt, so Danny pulled him close and slipped his arms around him.
"Oh, you wanna get started already?" Chris grinned, looking round at the other boys in the general vicinity who were eyeing the naked, embracing pair with amusement. "Bit daring, but I'm in!" Chris giggled.
Danny was amused but didn't laugh, he was just transfixed by the beautiful green eyes twinkling mischievously back at him. "Chris, I... I love you!" he stated softly. "I love you so fucking much and I... I dunno, that's all, I just love you!"
"Wow, three `I love you's at once," Chris beamed ecstatically. "Well in that case," he paused to lean in and peck Danny on his left cheek. "I love you!" he said as he pulled away, then kissed the right cheek. "I love you!" he declared as he pulled away again, then leaned in to kiss Danny on the lips, holding it for just a few seconds before pulling back. "And I love you too!" he finished, smiling sweetly.
Dinnertime had been tough for Nicky, having to leave the dorm without clothes. It was some small comfort that he had six other naked boys with him, allowing him to get lost in the crowd, though that was hard to do when he towered over most of them. After dinner, he had immediately hidden away in the dorm again. He would have quite happily kept it that way, if not for the rules of the punishment:
- Clothing may not be worn at any time with the exception of moving between buildings during wet or cold weather, or doing outdoor activities during adverse weather. 2. Covering up is forbidden and doing so will result in extension of the punishment. 3. All full meetings of extracurricular activities must continue to be attended; optional meetings may be attended but are not required. 4. Mealtimes must be attended.
It was the third rule that was bothering Nicky now, as it meant he would have to leave the safety of the dorm to attend his late evening activity – martial arts.
As Josh was now with them, Mark and Rob had immediately gone to his side as they left the dorm. Josh was already enjoying teasing the two boys flanking him about their nudity so Nicky did his best to keep his distance, hoping solitude might protect him from mockery, though as soon as they got into the hallway he realised that wasn't going to happen. Gray was standing outside his dorm, seemingly waiting for them.
Nicky let out a gentle whimper as he approached the other boy, watching as he gave a casual greeting to Josh, Rob and Mark as they passed. "Hi," Nicky said, avoiding eye contact.
"Evening," Gray replied, pushing himself off from the wall to start walking beside Nicky. "How's it going?" he asked casually.
Nicky frowned a little, surprised to not be met with immediate teasing. "I've... had better days!" Nicky said, still waiting for the inevitable comments as he stared down at the coat grasped in his hand ready for the walk across to the Sports Complex.
"Oh, yeah, of course," Gray said a little quietly. "Hey, what did you have for dinner? I tried that chicken spinach thing and it was fuckin' epic. I swear, the food here is like a billion times better than my last school!"
Nicky flinched slightly as they rounded the corner, bringing the main atrium into sight. "Yeah, I... had that too," he said, as much on edge from the sudden increase in the number of people that could see him as he was from the strange lack of mockery. "It was nice," he said with a gentle nod.
"It's great to see Josh around again," Gray said, looking ahead to the trio walking ahead of them on the stairs. "Is he actually joining in at martial arts?" he asked in surprise.
"No," Nicky said, shaking his head as he paced down the stairs. "He's doing better cos he's at the end of one of his, umm... I think they call it a recovery period. His next chemo starts soon, so he's making the most of it while he can, but he won't join in. Honestly, we'll be lucky if he doesn't doze off just from the walk over there. He gets tired so easy now, but at least he gets to be there with us, which he loves!"
"Ah, that's nice," Gray said with a smile as they reached the first floor. "You been practicing? I think I wanna go for the next grading. I kinda thought I'd be doing flying kicks and shit by now!"
"Ha, you sound like Josh," Nicky sniggered. "When he started, he was constantly flying everywhere and karate chopping stuff. Mr Hunter threatened to kick him out if he didn't stop!"
"Hnnh," Mark grunted, tilting his head a little.
"What?" Nicky asked curiously.
"Nothing, just..." Gray paused, frowning a little, "I don't really know him that well, but I keep hearing stuff about what he's like, or rather... what he used to be like before he got sick and I just... I hate that something exists that can affect someone that much! Kinda makes you appreciate... I dunno, everything really."
Nicky looked at Gray silently for a moment as they continued walking.
Gray saw Nicky looking and immediately forced a smile as he said, "Sorry, forget that mopey shit. All good!" he said cheerfully.
"It's okay to not be so... perky all the time," Nicky reassured him.
Gray looked genuinely torn between continuing his smile and dropping it. "It's all good," he repeated, still clearly forcing a smile, "Hey, did ya listen to that album I sent you?"
Nicky slipped on his coat as they neared the door but stopped before they actually left. "Okay, okay, I can't take this anymore. Just... just say it, okay!" he said anxiously.
"Say... what?" Gray asked, shaking his head in confusion.
"Whatever..." Nicky started, visibly frustrated, "Whatever it is you're gonna say about THIS!" he pulled the front of his coat open to reveal his naked body and chastity cage again. "I... I... like... whatever it is you're gonna say or whatever lame jokes you're gonna make, just say it, okay."
Gray blushed a little as he looked Nicky up and down, until Nicky blushed too and covered back up. "You don't kick a guy when he's down," Gray said quietly, avoiding looking Nicky in the eye. He shrugged a little as he added, "I can see how much it all bothers you. Why would I ever wanna make that worse?"
"Oh," Nicky said, genuinely surprised by the sensitivity. "Umm... I guess... umm... thanks then," he said awkwardly. They stood silently for a few moments before he moved back towards the door and said, "Let's... keep going!"
As they got outside and down the front steps, Gray asked, "Do you... WANT me to say stuff about it?"
"Not really," Nicky replied awkwardly. "I just... thought you would. I didn't... REALLY think you'd be mean cos... well, you're annoying as fuck but never mean."
"I'm taking that as a compliment!" Gray chuckled.
"And I meant it as one," Nicky said, smiling sweetly as he giggled. "I just thought you'd say... SOMETHING, even if it's just about the... the... cage," he said, mortified to even be saying it. He muttered a moody, "Everyone has something to say about the cage!"
"Oh," Gray said, unsure what else to say. "Well... are you gonna be... taking it off?" he asked, casually kicking a stone on the path.
"I can't!" Nicky replied. It had been discussed at length in the dorm earlier, as the friends who hadn't already known about it bombarded him with questions. So far, Nicky had resisted sharing with anyone else the arrangement he had with his mystery man and he was keen to keep it that way. Thankfully, another justification for the cage had come to him, which he parroted back to Gray now. "How would it look if I took it off now? It'd kinda be like saying... `hey everyone, I know I'm already on show to the whole fucking school, but I took the cage off to let you all REALLY get a good look at my dick'. That's really not a message I wanna give!"
"Oh, yeah, I suppose that's fair!" Gray nodded. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly as he thought for a second, then stated bluntly, "I'm not gonna take the piss. In fact, I'll pretend this isn't even happening. As far as I'm concerned, you're not even naked, okay?"
"You'd do that?" Nicky asked, genuinely touched.
Gray shrugged as he replied, "Hey, just cos you're stalking me doesn't mean I can't be nice to you!"
"You're a dick," Nicky said flatly, then smirked as he added, "But fortunately I like dicks! Thank you!"
Gray just smiled back as they continued onwards.
Danny had not been in the best of moods when he went to bed. He had attended water polo earlier in the evening and despite only wearing slightly less than all the other speedo-clad players, he still drew a constant stream of teasing and taunting.
He had been looking forward to something a bit more fun afterwards when Mr Rudd intercepted him on the way back to the dorm, but no matter what Danny tried, the teacher actually did keep their meeting strictly professional for a change. It had taken a lot of convincing to prevent the man from seeking Dr Arkwright's intervention in what he described as `very obvious signs of stress', but Danny had agreed a few interim measures to keep the man's concerns at bay.
Between the nudity, the teasing and the lack of action with his new plaything, he had gone to bed frustrated and grumpy. Even hearing Chris and Mikey both tormenting the very-frustrated-Nicky in his chastity device wasn't enough to cheer him up. Their teasing was not like the snide remarks Danny attracted from others in the school, it was entirely physical, both boys enjoying their new hobby of arousing their chaste friend.
He had eventually drifted off to sleep. He felt himself shaken awake and immediately let out an annoyed groan.
"Happy birthday!" Chris whispered before pulling his boyfriend into a passionate kiss that turned into an eager make out session that lasted a good ten minutes.
Danny hadn't even given his birthday any thought at all. Between the Josh situation, his general unhappiness with the constant teasing and now the naked punishment, it was easy to lose track of time. As he was released from his boyfriend's passionate embrace, he smiled serenely and said, "Thanks!"
"I hope you don't mind, but I didn't plan on us going out like we usually do on my birthday," Chris said softly.
Danny glanced over at the windows which ran floor to ceiling, the top half of which were uncovered and show long rivulets of water running down it as rain pelted down outside. "Yeah, I think that's a wise move!" he chuckled.
"I did get you something though," Chris said a little timidly.
"Considering last year, you basically gave me a tracking device, I dread to think what this year is!" Danny smirked.
Chris laughed gently and said, "You know, if you ever wanna... disable that thing, it'd be okay. It was mainly cos of the whole... scared of the woods thing while you were out camping!"
"No," Danny replied, shaking his head as he reached up to stroke Chris' cheek. "I like knowing that if I ever got lost, you'll be able to come and find me!" he said dreamily.
"That's sweet," Chris said wistfully.
Danny sat up and turned on the light on his phone, then asked eagerly, "So what did you get me?" He let out a quiet playful gasp and asked, "Is it a playlist?"
Chris grinned and shook his head as he replied, "Nah, that's your thing. I wanted to be original so I, well... you'll see!"
Danny watched curiously as Chris leaned back and reached down the side of the bed then sat back up holding a small gift. Danny tore it open and found himself looking at a small book. On the cover was a dashing looking figure brandishing a sword, with a range of colourful characters behind him. It was titled, `Dante Devias and the Castle of Deception'. "What's this?" he asked curiously, "I haven't heard you mention this one! Is it new?"
"Yeah, I only finished it last week," Chris said, nodding gently.
"Oh, cool, thanks," Danny said, appreciative of the gesture. "Did you... enjoy it?" he asked, not displeased by the choice of gift, but a little surprise.
"Oh, no... when I say I finished it last week, I mean I finished... writing it last week!" Chris explained.
Danny stared down and saw the name of the author on the cover was Chris Smith. "You wrote this?" he asked in surprise.
Chris nodded. "Yeah. I know you like fantasy stuff cos you used to play D&D a lot and you love those kinds of movies, so I wanted to make you something and, umm... well... the characters... MAY be loosely inspired by... people I know!"
Danny stared at the book in disbelief, then frowned as he said, "Dante... Devias... wait, Dan... Davies?" As he looked at Chris, he got a nervous nod in return. "You made me the hero in a book?" he asked in disbelief.
"Well you're my hero every day, so... I figured why not make it official!" Chris said, smiling sweetly.
Danny lunged forward and pulled Chris into a hug. "That's amazing," he whispered before pulling away. "This looks like a proper book and everything!"
"Yeah, I had to get some help with that," Chris admitted, "Oh, and that cover picture... Josh did it!"
"So I get a Chris story and some Josh art, all in one? Even better!" Danny said happily.
"Yeah," Chris replied with a slight nod. "Do you... like it? I mean, you may hate the story, but..."
"I love it!" Danny said, reaching out to stop Chris before he could say any more. "And I know I'll love the story and... I love YOU. You coulda got me absolutely nothing and this'd still be the best birthday ever because it's my first one with you! Well... with you as my boyfriend, I mean!"
"I got what you mean," Chris smiled, "Now how about some birthday sex before we go back to sleep?"
"Sounds good!" Danny chuckled.
"Yeah, I'm in too!" Mikey suddenly called out.
"Me too!" Nicky added.
<<And me, if I count!>>
"How rude. Spying on us like that!" Chris scoffed jokingly
Nicky sat up and raised an eyebrow as he said, "Three years here and you still haven't learned there's a difference between a bed and a soundproof booth!"
"I know right," Mikey agreed before promptly, and surprisingly effectively, mimicking Danny's sex noises!
"Stop that!" Danny snapped a little angrily. As Mikey immediately recoiled, Danny added, "Sorry, didn't mean to snap!" Seeing Mikey still look a little upset, Danny climbed off his bed and moved over to Mikey's to hold his arms out to him. "Wanna come celebrate me being born by putting bits of you inside bits of me?" he said, using deliberately direct terminology that he knew Mikey would appreciate.
"Wow, are we sure Danny's not the writer," Nicky smirked, "That was poetic!"
"You're poetic!" Danny said back instantly.
"What does that even..." Nicky began to ask, but gave up trying to figure it out, shaking his head instead.
"Come on chastity boy, you too," Danny said, moving round Mikey's bed as he took hold of his hand, offering his other one to Nicky as he got nearer.
A few moments later, the four boys were piled together on Chris and Danny's bed, happily making out and touching each other. With the lights off again, none of them could see who they were touching or kissing or licking but it didn't really matter.
With no specific plans, they casually allowed themselves to tangle up in each other as they enjoyed the closeness, the affection and the sheer sexual excitement of their four-way session. Eventually, with lubricant pulled out from one of its many hiding spots around the bed, Danny felt a cock begin pushing against his hole.
He could tell it was Mikey, not just from the playful nibbling at his shoulder that he usually liked to do, but also from the technique of the entry. Most boys, he found, had their own style when it came to fucking, at least once they were experienced. To begin with they were mostly the same – shove it in, pull it out, repeat, cum. The regular fuckers in Danny's life had their own styles.
As he found a gooey hand grasp at his dick, slicking it up, Danny felt the unmistakeable feeling of Chris' butt pressing back against him. He allowed himself to casually hump the cleft for a short while before reaching down to guide the tip towards the eager hole.
As the other three laid together in their three-way fuck, Nicky knelt up, looked down at the shadowy shapes of his friends and exhaled slowly before he asked sarcastically, "Can I get anyone refreshments or anything?"
All three boys burst into laughter and Nicky promptly received a gentle kick from Mikey.
"Shut up, I can't fuck when I'm laughing!" Chris complained.
"Oh sure, cos laying there with Danny inside you is SO much work!" Nicky smirked.
"Whatever," Chris replied flatly. "And if you got nothing better to do, come suck my dick!"
"Ugh, well if I have to!" Nicky said as he moved round and took his friend's dick into his mouth. Smiling slightly as he sucked, he heard a contented moan from Chris. Nicky reached out to casually grope at the bodies beside him, stroking Chris' hip, then Danny, then Mikey, touching all three of the other boys as they writhed together.
As the thrusts from Mikey seemed to flow through the four of them like a ripple on water, they got into perfect sync and soon enough all four were gasping with the pleasure of imminent release. It wasn't clear who came first. Neither Mikey nor Danny pulled out and Nicky eagerly swallowed down Chris' load and all four were groaning with such delight that it was hard to tell when orgasms had begun or ended. Eventually though they all came to a stop, pulling out and repositioning to lie together a tangle of sweaty limbs and heaving chests.
"This was nice," Danny said dreamily before planting a gentle kiss on the top of Mikey's head as they cuddled together.
"Yeah," Mikey agreed happily.
"Totally," Chris agreed, lying sideways across the bed with his head on Mikey's stomach and Nicky's legs on top of him.
"Meh, I think we should see other people!" Nicky said sarcastically.
"Shut up," Danny sniggered, swatting at what he thought was Nicky but turned out to be Chris. "Oh, sorry!" he apologised.
"You're forgiven, but only because it's your birthday!" Chris giggled.
"Hey, if you guys liked this and you want an excuse to do it again, it's only two days til MY birthday!" Mikey said excitedly.
As Nicky and Chris both voiced their agreement to the idea, Danny smirked a little and said, "Hey, you remember when you got pissy with me just cos my birthday was so close to yours?"
Mikey let out a mournful whimper.
"Aww, sorry," Danny apologised, kissing the top of his head again. "Wasn't being mean. I was actually just thinking how much you've grown up since then!"
"Have I?" Mikey asked thoughtfully.
"Fuck yes!" Chris exclaimed. "You totally have. You all have!" As the others nodded thoughtfully, Chris was mildly annoyed to not have anyone say it back and over-exaggeratedly cleared his throat. When the others still didn't respond, he huffed, "So nobody thinks I've grown up?"
"Nope!" Danny answered.
"Still the same!" Nicky added
"Still a dick!" Mikey went on, smirking.
Before Chris could get too offended, he felt an arm grab him around the neck as Nicky said, "We're kidding. You're right, we all have!"
After a few moments of silence, Danny smirked a little and said, "Think how different we are now from year seven." It got gentle murmurs of agreement, so he added, "And then think about how much more different we're gonna be in year thirteen!" It got more muted, slightly surprised round of grunts in response.
"Oh, hey Danny, did ya get anything nice for your birthday?" Nicky asked himself. "Oh, nothing much," he went on, impersonating Danny, "Just a mid-life crisis!"
As Chris snorted with laughter and Mikey chuckled at both Nicky's tease and Chris' reaction, Danny huffed and said, "That's not what this is. It just... fuck, so much seems to happen that makes me think we're not even gonna all make it to year thirteen, so... I like to think keep an image in my mind of us all making it there!"
"Oh, well don't I just sound like a dick now," Nicky pouted slightly.
Danny smirked and stroked Nicky's arm, getting the right person this time, "It's okay, I know you was just playing. It's just where my head's at lately, that's all." As the others didn't reply straight away, he went on, "Hey, it's late, we should probably sleep, but..."
"Ha, butt!" Mikey sniggered.
Danny rolled his eyes a little and continued, "But would you guys be okay staying here. This... really is nice!"
"Sure," Nicky said as he shuffled round slightly to get into a better position to sleep with the other three. "And hey, we get to do it all again in two days!"
Tuesday 15 November 2022
From the journal of Josh Williams
OK, so I keep going to these support groups and therapy and stuff like that and all of them keep saying that keeping a journal helps them. There's this one guy I talked to in the group who's really nice. His name is Trevor, and he's got AML as well, although his is nearly gone and I promised him I'd give this a go, so here I am.
Everyone one knows I suck at writing and I really don't feel like tapping away a keyboard anyway, so Rob set me up with this voice dictation thing, and I think it's amazing. Oh my God, it's really writing down everything I say. It's even using commas. I don't even use commas in real life. That is so cool. Wait, did I just call commas cool? Ugh, I'm such a nerd. Anyway, that's how I'm writing this, and that means if there's any typos, It's not my fault, it's the computer.
Well now I've got that out the way, I don't really know what I'm supposed to say. I don't want to talk about the cancer because cancer is really fucking depressing. Maybe I should talk about something else instead? But what? I don't know. It's tough to talk about anything else, because sometimes it's hard to think about anything else. Wow, I really hate cancer. I hate that it's taken my life away from me and taken over my life as well. I hate that it's taken over my friends' lives. I hate that it's made them worry about me. I hate that it's taken what was supposed to be a really great year at Kingswood and turned it into something horrible and depressing and miserable. Fuck, I really do hate cancer. I don't think I've hated anything this much since my brothers. Do I hate them more? Maybe it's about the same. Fuck my brothers and fuck cancer. I hope they get it. No, I don't. I wouldn't wish this on anyone. Not even someone I hate.
Fuck. Why is it so hard to think about anything else? Is this what they wanted when they told me to write a journal? They wanted me to get upset thinking about it and talking about it? I'm not gonna do that. In fact, I think I wanna talk about stuff that makes me happy. Actually, just saying that's made me smile. I think it's because I've actually got a lot of stuff in my life that makes me really happy. Maybe that's what my journal should be about – stuff that makes me happy!
Well, if I'm talking about nice stuff in my life, I think I've got to start with the obvious thing, and that's my friends. How could I start with anyone other than Rob? He's been my best friend for years now and it's hard to imagine a time when he wasn't. He's been so amazing through all of this. It's actually thanks to him that I'm probably even still alive now. If he hadn't nagged me to go and see Doctor Arkwright I might never have even known I had the cancer and I could've just dropped dead. More than that, he's just... I don't even know if I can put it into words.
Sometimes I wish we were more like Chris and Danny. They've been best friends just as long as me and Rob have, but then they've managed to turn it into something else and now they're boyfriends. I'm not saying I want Rob to be my boyfriend because I really don't. It just seems like they found a way to be even more than just best friends, which is what I feel about Rob. I don't know. What do you call someone who's more than a best friend but less than a boyfriend? Well you call him Rob, I guess.
I think it's only fair to mention Mikey next. Mikey really caught me by surprise because I never saw him coming. Ha, cumming! Sorry, anyway, yeah, I don't really even remember how we started hanging out, but we just did and something clicked. It's really hard to describe, but he makes me feel... I don't know the best way to put it. I guess he makes me feel seen. Everyone close to me knows I'm a bit broken even before the leukaemia. But Mikey sees me in a way that the others don't. He kind of gets that side of me because I think he's a bit broken as well sometimes.
One of the things I hate most about this cancer was it stopped me and him from fighting. I know that probably sounds like a weird thing to say, but it's true. Fighting with Mikey is fun. It's definitely painful sometimes. It's still fun, though. I kind of feel a bit bad for liking it because I think the side of Mikey that enjoys the fighting is a side of him that he doesn't really like to see. I can't help it though. When we're fighting, I just feel like we're really close. I guess that's why we usually end up making out or doing sex stuff after, I suppose. Either way, I'm glad he's back. Not seeing him when this all started was really hard and I'm glad he figured things out. I guess I don't know what it called him either. For him, he's definitely more than just a friend to me, but he's not a best friend. Because that's Rob. But he's something different and something special. Mikey makes me really happy.
I don't think I'm going to go through every one of my friend because my mouth is already hurting like a bitch from talking so much but I couldn't mention Rob and Mikey, without mentioning Mark as well. As much as I love all my friends, those three have really got me through the toughest days. I don't really understand what I feel about Mark.
I guess I feel like I have a bit of a connection to him just because of the way we first met. That first day I saw him when he was just visiting Kingswood, I thought he hated me. I thought I hated him. He may have been twice my size, but I was SO ready to start a fight with him. But then I saw the way he was being treated and it made me want to scream. I hate seeing people get hurt, and he was getting hurt so much by those twats he used to go to school with. When he came to Kingswood, I kind of kept my distance, but that was a lot because of Mikey. Eventually I started to spend more time with Mark and now I just think he's amazing.
Spending half term break with him with him was so fun. He's just so funny and stupid and dopey and lovable and cute and sexy and... ugh, so many things. When I think about him, I smile. When he's not with me, I think about when I'll next see him. When he is with me, I just feel so happy and safe. He's just amazing and I'm so glad he's in my dorm and I can't wait to get back in there and keep growing up with him.
I think that's all I wanna say for now. I guess writing this wasn't maybe as bad as I thought it would be. It was nice to talk about my friends. Maybe I'll do that more, but either way I definitely feel better. I'll have to give this another go some other time. But bye for now.
Mark fidgeted slightly in his seat. It had not been an enjoyable day, having been his first experience of a naked day at school. He had taken some solace in the fact he wasn't facing it alone, and in each of his classes he had not been the only one enduring the punishment, but that still didn't make it much easier.
The others all seemed to attract a mix of comments, both positive and negative. Danny seemed to get taunted about the chances of him turning his nudity into hookups, Chris just had people constantly commenting on his frequent state of arousal, Rob mostly got comments about his nipples, like seeing them had reminded the rest of the school of his past as nipple boy'. Nicky had, of course, drawn attention with his chastity device, though the teasing seemed to be kept to a minimum. It was like the rest of Year 10 collectively knew how far they could push him without truly upsetting him or getting in trouble. Mikey had probably drawn the least attention, primarily because most boys seemed weary of angering him, while David, who was still seen by most as the little brother' in his dorm seemed to be mostly off-limits when it came to mockery.
Then there was Mark. He had not been teased once. Not a single joke, or insult, or taunt. He had drawn comments certainly, but they had all been complimentarily, often thirsty and sometimes downright explicit. To feel so massively on show and have everyone ogling him like a piece of meat had been annoying, but he knew he couldn't say anything about it. What COULD he say? `Please stop liking how I look, it's so hard being hot, poor me!' He could already imagine how that would go!
He had arranged for a meeting with his mentee, Peyton, immediately after classes. Having the meeting to go to was an acceptable excuse for skipping Study Hour and getting away from the crowds for a while, but it seemed his nudity had soured even that part of his day. Since he sat down opposite the Year 7 boy, they hadn't made eye contact once!
"And Mr Burnside said I'd done really well and that I really seemed to have a good understanding of the black death, which is... good, I suppose!" Peyton finished recounting the details of his school week to his mentor.
"Yeah, that IS good," Mark said with a meek smile and gentle nod. He paused for a moment, waiting to see if the boy would finally look at him, but as Peyton continued to stare down at his fidgeting hands, Mark let out a gentle sigh and asked, "So how about the dorm? How's life in dorm one-oh-one?"
Peyton hummed thoughtfully, the small boy shifting slightly in his seat to get more comfortable, though he still kept his gaze off the naked teen before him. "Umm, okay I think," he said a little awkwardly. "I don't really... do much with any of them but... they seemed to have stopped arguing quite as harshly or as often, which is nice!"
Mark nodded gently. The dorm had not got off to a good start, with fights both verbal and physical being a daily occurrence at the start of term. Mark had always been relieved to hear that Peyton was usually not involved, with the problems being mostly between one group made up of Avery, Milo and Leonardo (mentored by Danny, Josh and Mikey respectively) and another consisting of Declan, Devon and Jorge (mentored by Chris, Rob and Nicky). Peyton, along with David's mentee Axel, managed to stay clear of the worst of it.
Nice as it was to have his young protégé staying out of trouble, it still gave Mark cause for concern. Peyton was shy and timid. At the selection day, he had revealed he was so starved of physical affection that he had literally never even been hugged. Mark soon changed that, and based on his own time at Kingswood, he had expected Peyton to experience more than his fair share of affection. Seeing the boy remain an outsider in his own friend group was getting increasingly hard for Mark. "Are you not... mixing with the others yet?" he asked curiously.
"I don't think that it's that they don't like me," Peyton mused, "It's more that they... well... I think they forget I'm even there sometimes. The arguing tends to... keep their attention."
Mark went to reply but held back. He had been given lessons on mentoring from his own mentor and one of the biggest things he had been encouraged to do was to ask, not tell. "How do you think you can change that?" he asked thoughtfully.
Peyton shrugged.
"Come on, you must be able to think of something," Mark urged the boy.
Peyton shrugged again, his eyes still locked on his hands.
Mark let out another sigh and said, "Peyton, if me being like this is making you uncomfortable, I can... grab something to cover up. I know I'm not supposed to, but...
"No!" Peyton insisted, looking at Mark for the first time. He realised he had looked and blushed before looking away. "No, it's not making me uncomfortable," he insisted, "It's just..." He paused awkwardly.
"It's okay, you can tell me," Mark said softly, sitting forward a little in his seat.
"I don't wanna say," Peyton mumbled, shaking his head, "I really like you and I don't want you to not like me!"
"Hey, come on," Mark said encouragingly, "You know you're my lil dude, nothing's gonna make me stop liking you!"
"You promise?" Peyton asked meekly, glancing up at Mark without lifting his head in an unintentionally adorable move, his eyes big and sad.
"I totally promise!" Mark insisted.
Peyton sighed thoughtfully for a moment and started, "Well it's just... I know you really don't like being, y'know... undressed like that," he gestured to Mark's body, "But seeing you like that makes me... I mean... it makes my... you-know-what get... hard!"
"Aww, Peyton, why would that ever make me stop liking you?" Mark asked with a gentle shake of his head.
"Well, you're... unhappy and I'm... I'm sitting here enjoying seeing you like that and... and... I shouldn't because I want you to be happy, not sad!" Peyton explained, sniffling slightly.
Mark laughed gently but stopped himself as he saw Peyton look at him in slight dismay. "Sorry," he quickly apologised, "I'm not laughing at you. It's really so sweet that you think that, but..." He paused, thinking of the best approach. "Look, we can't always control the things that... that... turn us on. I mean, the other day I saw a tree and I don't even remember how my brain got there, but I ended up getting a boner!"
Peyton stared at Mark in bewilderment, unsure how to react until he saw the older boy nod, seemingly giving him permission to laugh. "A tree!?" he asked through his giggling.
"Yup, random and stupid. Believe me it's gonna get worse as you get older, but this seems to be the start of you... discovering those things," Mark explained. "It sucks sometimes, especially when you pop a boner when you REALLY don't want to, but... everybody does. And seriously, we can't help what turns us on. Sometimes it's just a random one-off thing, other times, well... you kinda discover the things that you like!"
"So... you don't hate me?" Peyton asked dolefully.
"Of course I don't," Mark replied with an emphatic headshake. He felt a little bad, wondering whether the boy had picked up on his feelings from being looked at so much. Perhaps it was just coincidence. "I think when I was your age if I saw an older boy walking round naked, I'd probably have been wanting to knock out a quick one too!"
"Actually, I..." Peyton started, but hesitated again. This time all it took was a stern look from Mark to encourage him to continue. "I wasn't thinking about... umm... doing that to me. I keep thinking about... touching you!"
Mark recoiled ever-so-slightly, but consciously stopped himself from making it too obvious and hurting the boy's feelings. So far, outside of the two times he had pleasured the boy at his medical appointments, the physical side of their relationship had been purely non-sexual. The boy was certainly developing a love of hugs and cuddles, but he had not requested to be masturbated during his weekly cleanings, nor had he made any attempt or request to do anything with his mentor. Mark had liked it that way, still struggling slightly to be physically intimate with anyone he wasn't exceptionally close to.
"You're thinking about that sort of thing?" Mark asked, more curious than offended.
Peyton nodded slightly, looking quite sheepish.
"Well, that's completely normal too," Mark explained, smiling a little as he saw the relief on Peyton's face. Unsure how far this would go, how far Peyton would want it to go and how far he himself would let it go, he asked, "Is that... something you want to try or is it something you're okay just thinking about for now?"
"I think... I'd like to try," Peyton said softly. "Maybe... not too much, just... just a bit of... of... I dunno..." he trailed off, getting increasingly awkward.
Mark nodded as he frowned pensively for a moment. So far, he really had only allowed people to touch him in a sexual manner when he truly trusted them... and he trusted Peyton. "Okay," he said as he stood. "Well, it's my place to... to teach you and help you understand this stuff so... if you wanna touch, go ahead." As Peyton stared at him in wide-eyed shock, with a clear hint of nervousness, Mark added, "Do as little or as much as you like. It's all okay!"
Peyton stood too, gulping anxiously as he looked up at the tall boy towering almost half a metre over him. He gave his mentor another questioning look but got a smile and nod in return. He raised both hands towards Mark's chest and paused just short of touching them. Taking a deep breath he let his palms rest on Mark's pectorals, letting out a gentle mew as he felt the firmness of the muscles beneath the warm softness of his skin.
Mark remained silent, not wanting to startle the boy who was becoming transfixed as he allowed his hands to explore the muscular torso. While Mark was not getting any kind of arousal from the boy's touch, he was quite overjoyed to note he didn't feel any aversion to it either, there was no urge to pull away, or run, or tell him to stop. He liked Peyton, a lot. The affection-starved boy had captured his heart at their selection day and since then his feelings had grown, but their bond was somewhere between paternal and fraternal. All he ever wanted was to protect the boy and make him happy and keep him safe. The look of sheer joy and wonder he could see on Peyton's face as he was allowed to venture further into the world of physical intimacy made every bad part of Mark's day just melt away.
They stood together for several minutes, with Peyton's hands working their way across almost the entirety of Mark's body, though they clearly avoided his flaccid cock, balls and butt crack. When Peyton's hands pulled away, he looked up at Mark and smiled, giggling nervously.
"Enjoy that?" Mark asked, reaching out to ruff the boy's hair.
Peyton nodded enthusiastically.
"Anything else you want us to do?" Mark asked, cocking his head slightly.
Peyton's lips pursed as his brow furrowed thoughtfully before he replied, "Hmm, not today!"
"Okay," Mark nodded, he reached an arm out and asked, "Hug?"
"Yes please," Peyton said, literally jumping into Mark's arms. He burst into playful laughter as he wrapped his legs around Mark's waist and felt the strong arms gripping him tightly.
Several minutes later, with Peyton released from chastity, showered and re-locked, Mark had bid a quick goodbye just in time to get downstairs to meet his friends for dinner. Seeing Chris and Danny walking along arm-in-arm, Mark shoved his way in between them and playfully looped an arm through each of theirs.
"Someone's in a surprisingly good mood," Chris chuckled as he looked Mark up and down to emphasise his nakedness.
As Mark nodded, Danny asked, "You had a good meeting with Peyton then?"
"Yeah," Mark replied, thinking about the intimacy they had achieved. "It was..." he paused, unable to think of the right word.
"Fun?" Chris suggested.
"Sexy?" Danny offered.
"Silly?" Chris continued to guess.
"Exciting?" Danny took a turn guessing.
"Bumpy?!" Chris suggested with a wry grin.
"All good suggestions," Mark smirked, shaking his head, "But no, it was... progress!"
Chris and Danny, both aware of Mark's intimacy issues, looked at each other and smiled as they happily walked along with him to the Dining Hall.
"Checkmate next turn," James said as he pulled his hand away from the chess board.
David frowned as he cast his eyes across the board, quickly cycling through his possible moves. It only took a few seconds before he toppled his king and grumbled, "Dammit, how did I miss that?"
"You... do seem a bit distracted," James said straight-faced, though a smirk soon began to spread across it as he added, "For SOME reason!"
David sighed as he looked down at his naked torso. "I can't believe I gotta do this for TWO weeks!" he complained.
"Hey, you do the crime, you do the time!" James replied with a shrug. "I personally think it's wonderful!" he said salaciously.
"Oh yeah?" David asked as he stood up from his seat. He moved round towards James, smiling coyly at him as he saw the other boy's eyes quickly dart up and down his body. "You're... enjoying what you see?" he asked teasingly.
"It's you, so of course I am!" David insisted, trying not to look flustered as the naked boy standing before him. "I love looking at you no matter what you're wearing!" He paused to cast his eyes up and down David again before he gulped slightly and added quietly, "Or not wearing!"
David smiled at the comment. While he had not been subject to as much teasing about his nudity as he expected, and certainly hadn't been targeted by any comments about his appearance, he still felt the constant nag of self-consciousness about how he looked. James seemed to have the uncanny ability to make that feeling disappear in an instant. "We, umm..." David started, unsure if he was about to run the mood, "We never really talked about... half-term!"
"No," James said, averting his gaze for a moment, "No we didn't, did we."
At the start of the break, the two boys had discussed the possibility of them having anal sex. It was something they were both interested enough to dabble in rather than a burning desperate desire. When they had finally gotten to the point of trying it, they had both been a little surprised to find out they both expected to bottom.
"Is that... still something you want to try?" David asked as he straddled James, sitting on his lap with his arms over the other boy's shoulders.
James leaned in, kissed David's cheek then buried his face in his boyfriend's neck and inhaled gently. He loved David's scent, it was always a little floral from his choice of bathing products, mixed with a slight sweetness that made James go a little weak every time he smelled it. He kissed the other boy's neck before pulling back, nodding. "Yeah, very!" he said nervously.
"Me too," David said with a slight head bob. "But I've been thinking about it and... I really don't think I... want to top. It just... I don't know, I can't explain it, it just doesn't feel like something I want to do!"
"You don't need to explain it," James said, smiling as he reached up to stroke a few errant strands of pink hair away from David's face. "If that's how you feel, then that's how you feel," he stated firmly.
"Thank you," David said, giving his boyfriend a quick peck on the lips. "So... how about you?"
James just looked into the big beautiful brown eyes staring back at him for a moment before he wrapped his arms around the naked boy's torso and thrust his hips upwards slightly.
David had already been able to feel his boyfriend's arousal as he straddled his lap, but the move he made now thrust the firmness more fervently into his butt. His eyes widened slightly in surprise as he asked, "Are you sure?"
James nodded.
"Now?" David gulped.
James nodded.
"Here?" David asked a little nervously.
James nodded, then smiled and said, "Well, in there!" he pointed to his dorm, just off the living area they had been sitting in. "Luke's out til nine!" he added as David climbed off. He smiled as he saw David's straining erection and said, "Someone's excited!"
"Well yeah, my boyfriend's about to have sex with me!" David said almost in disbelief. He held his hand out and James took it, the two of them walking through into the bedroom, closing the door behind them. As he saw James retrieve some lubricant and start to undress, he asked anxiously, "Umm... how do you want me?"
"Oh, umm..." James mumbled, "Well... usually when I think about it, it's... umm... like... doggy style I think it is." He paused, blushing heavily before he went on, "But... how you just were out there... I... liked being able to see your face. Could we... do that?"
"I'd like that," David said with a quick nod. He thought for a moment and asked, "You... think about us doing this then?"
"Yeah," James replied as he finished undressing. "I mean... not like... JUST this, but... you and... and doing stuff with you, and touching you. I think about you more than anything."
"Well, except studying!" David replied with a chuckle as he watched James sit down on the side of his bed, casually stroking lubricant onto his throbbing erection.
James just shook his head.
David's eyes widened in shock. "You think about me more than you think about studying? Wow. I... wow!" he said as he moved in front of him, "You sure now know to make someone feel special!" They both giggled sweetly. As David started to climb onto James, he realised he needed both hands to steady himself so he requested, "You might need to... umm... guide it in!"
"Okay," James gulped as he reached down to hold his dick pointing up towards the descending rectum. "Is... is that it?" he asked as he felt flesh against the tip.
"Back a bit," David replied, then giggled as he felt it move the wrong way and said, "Sorry, I meant back for me, forward for you!"
"Okay," James said, chuckling nervously.
"Ah, there it is!" David said as he felt the tip of the penis against his hole. "Ahhh yeah," he gasped as he started to push down a little, feeling his hole opening slightly to allow the slender cock to begin sliding in.
"Oh, should we have... umm... warmed you up first?" James asked nervously, shuddering slightly at the feeling of his penis entering his boyfriend.
"Too late... now..." David said with a breathless grin. He did regret not loosening himself up as there was a slight twinge of pain, but James was not large and he had spent most of his recent masturbatory sessions fingering himself too, so it wasn't too much of a stretch. He let his head droop forward so his forehead rested on James' shoulder as he continued sliding down the short shaft. Before he knew it, he was sitting flat on James' lap, the dick fully inside him. "How does it feel?" he asked as he began lifting his head. As he saw James' face, he wasn't sure whether to be nervous or not.
James' expression was surprisingly neutral, like he was still computing what he was feeling. Seeing David stare at him, a smile spread across his face as he said in mild disbelief, "I'm fucking you!"
David laughed at the sweet but blunt statement, then shook his head and said, "No, technically you're just inside me!" He quickly pulled up and slid back down. Seeing the delighted look on James' face, he repeated the gesture and said, "NOW you're fucking me!"
"Oh wow," James gasped. "Oh my god, David, unnh, it feels... so good," he said as he tightened his arms around the boy atop him. He suddenly pulled back, looking a little alarmed as he asked, "Wait, is it... okay for you too?"
"WAY better than okay!" David replied immediately. He thrust his hips forward slightly to sandwich his own erection between their bodies. "Might even be enough... to make me cum!" he growled.
"Let's do that!" James said eagerly. He began thrusting his hips upwards in time with David's movements then grabbed him in a passionate kiss. They grasped at each other mindlessly as they made out and fucked and humped and raced in unison together towards a shared climax.
"Mmmm ghhh cmmm," David moaned into James' mouth, the words lost but the intention clear. Moments later, he was spurting a load in between them.
James let out an equally incoherent grunt a few moments after as he began to shoot inside David. Both boys froze, holding each other in vice-like grips as the orgasms began to wane and their kiss finally parted.
It took several moments for the two boys to catch their collective breath. As they did it, David remained sat atop James, their foreheads and noses touching as they stared into each other, occasionally pouting their lips to allow for gentle butterfly kisses.
"So... is that something you might wanna do again?" James asked coyly.
"Wow, at least give me a minute to recover!" David replied with a wry grin.
James rolled his eyes and started, "You know that's not..."
"Yes!" David interjected, placing a finger on James' lips to silence him. "Yes, I wanna do it again!" he said softly.
"Awesome," James said happily. "Just like I've been saying for months... I have the BEST boyfriend!"
David frowned a little at the comment, but replaced it quickly with a smile as he saw James grinning at him. "No, I have the best boyfriend!" he said back before kissing him one more time.
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed. New chapters will post weekly, so be back same time next week for more!
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If you wish to read any of my other stories, please see below for links
The Kingswood Saga
Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://new.nifty.org/stories/tales-from-kingswood-05107/
Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://new.nifty.org/stories/half-term-at-kingswood-02038/
The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-kingswood-eight-72284/
A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/a-very-kingswood-easter-59761/
The Kingswood Effect (Book 3) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-kingswood-effect-64914/
Chris and Danny's Super Sexy Summer (Book 3 bonus story) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/chris-and-dannys-super-sexy-summer-98673/
The Benny Saga (in reading order)
Benny Takes Control – https://new.nifty.org/stories/benny-takes-control-42615/
The Dangers of Desire – https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-dangers-of-desire-57149/
Benny's House – https://new.nifty.org/stories/bennys-house-65127/
Other Series
Possession – https://new.nifty.org/stories/possession-25306/
Phil's Naked Adventures – https://new.nifty.org/stories/phils-naked-adventures-02988/
The Humiliation Games - https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-humiliation-games-31885/
One-shots
The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Jake's Exposure – https://new.nifty.org/stories/jakes-exposure-73714/
Becoming an Internet Master – https://new.nifty.org/stories/becoming-an-internet-master-13630/
Brian's Big Mistake – https://new.nifty.org/stories/brians-big-mistake-31378/
And Then It Got Worse – https://new.nifty.org/stories/and-then-it-got-worse-05003/
Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity
There's a Naked Alfie in the Garden - https://new.nifty.org/stories/theres-a-naked-alfie-in-the-garden-35531/