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The Kingswood Complication
Chapter 18
Sunday 20 November 2022 (continued)
"Why was Josh in an ambulance?"
"What happened?"
"They looked like they were in a hurry!"
"Did he seem okay earlier?"
"What happened?"
"Is he coming back?"
The gathering of Year 10 students was a mass of noise and chatter and questions. The boys enduring their ongoing naked punishment had pulled clothes on, the seriousness of the moment outstripping the need for punishment. The entire school had either seen the ambulance leave, or at least heard about it within minutes of it happening. Although everybody was concerned, it was his Year 10 classmates that felt the shock the strongest. They had been gathered in the Year 10 Common Room for an update, but Mr Rudd was yet to arrive.
As there was a slight lull in the loud chatter, the reason for the Second-floor Master's delay became apparent as they heard a raised voice outside shout, "I DON'T CARE, I WANNA SEE HIM!" It was Rob.
The room fell quiet, the entire Year group looking guilty for eavesdropping, but they continued it anyway.
"YOU CAN'T KEEP ME HERE! I'M GOING TO BE WITH HIM!" Rob shouted angrily.
With the room quiet, they could now just about make out the teacher's much calmer response, "I already told you, Rob. You're not going anywhere, and you wouldn't even be able to see him if you did!"
Danny moved away from the crowd of Year 10s and opened the door, seemingly stopping Rob before he could shout back. He gave the other boy a meek smile, approached and silently took his hand.
The look Rob gave Danny was utterly heartbreaking, a mix of fear, anger and dismay. "I know," Danny said with a gentle nod, his eyes fixed on Rob's, "We just need to take a breath, okay!" He clasped his other hand onto Rob's, holding it between his own.
Rob paused for a moment, then nodded before looking at Mr Rudd sheepishly.
As the boy opened his mouth, looking a little apologetic, Mr Rudd stepped forward and placed a hand on his back as he said, "No need for that. Come on, let's go!" As he started to guide Rob towards the Common Room, he caught Danny's eye and gave him a quizzical look.
Danny just shrugged back. He couldn't smile to say he was okay when he knew he clearly wasn't, but for now he was holding it together, if only for the sake of Rob and the others.
By the time they got into the Common Room, quiet chatter had returned, but it dropped at the sight of Mr Rudd, more out of expectation than compliance.
"Okay, everyone grab a seat," Mr Rudd instructed, nudging Rob and Danny to re-join the group.
Jazz held an arm out towards his boyfriend and pulled Rob into a quick hug as he got close before they took a seat along with everyone else.
"Right, so here's as much as we know right now," Mr Rudd started frankly. "Josh had been unwell for most of today and it got worse during the evening."
"Is it the cancer, sir?" Harley Edwards asked meekly.
"No ya dickwad, he's just REALLY upset about the state of modern politics. Of course it's the cancer!" Tommy Lewis snapped back.
"Hey, easy," Mr Rudd said, frowning disapprovingly, "You should be looking out for each other, not sniping at each other!"
"Sorry sir," Tommy said timidly, but as the teacher nodded to Harley, Tommy turned to him and added an even quieter, "Sorry."
"So we don't know much yet," Mr Rudd jumped in before there could be any more squabbling, "But as you may know, Josh's treatment basically wipes out his immune system, which makes him exceptionally vulnerable to infection. That's why we have such strict controls in place for when you visit, to prevent that from happening. It appears Josh has got some kind of infection and it's hit him pretty hard, to the point where the facility here at school couldn't provide the care he requires, so he's been moved to hospital."
"Will he be back?"
"How did he get infected?"
"Will he be okay?"
"Who infected him?"
"Does this mean the cancer'll come back?"
Mr Rudd raised his hands for silence as he called out, "Okay, okay, quiet, quiet please!" As the boys fell silent again, he explained, "Like I said, we don't know much yet, but as soon as we have news we'll let you know, though realistically we may not hear anything right away, so for now the best thing you can all do is go about your lives as normally as you can!"
"If you won't let me go now, can I go see him tomorrow?" Rob blurted out. Everyone else remained silent, looking at either Rob or Mr Rudd curiously.
"As I said before, Rob, due to the nature of the issue, it seems exceptionally unlikely he would even be allowed visitors anyway, but no, tomorrow you have classes!" Mr Rudd explained.
"Fuck classes!" Rob snapped furiously. The others stared or gasped at the proclamation and its abruptness.
"Rob, I'll remind you to moderate your language and let it slide this once, considering the circumstances," Mr Rudd said, clearly furious but holding back as he added, "But yes, you WILL attend classes, you all will!"
Rob stared the teacher down, with the rest of the boys watching intently.
"Being honest with you, lads," Mr Rudd said, his expression softening into a sad acceptance, "Despite his remission, Josh still has a long, hard road ahead of him!"
"Danny has something long and hard ahead of him too!" Jeff Turner muttered, getting some sniggers.
Danny looked mildly annoyed but didn't say anything as the others laughed. He felt a hand on his back and glanced round to see an equally unhappy-looking Nicky.
Mr Rudd shook his head at the comment and went on, "Josh has a long way to go and, honestly, it would be surprising if this is the only time he ends up needing to go to the hospital, but he is getting the absolute best treatment and care available. While he does that, your lives need to go on, which I know is easier said than done, but it's what we all need!"
Rob sighed and nodded. He knew Josh didn't want his illness to mess peoples' lives up, he had stated as much multiple times, it was just harder to accept at some times than others.
"Look, I know how much love there is for Josh in this room," Mr Rudd said, looking round at the concerned faces, "Josh has touched a lot of people!"
"Not as many as Danny!" Rich Jackson called out, triggering a new wave of laughs.
As Danny frowned at the comment, he saw Nicky start to move but quickly grabbed his wrist. "No," he whispered, "This... tonight isn't about me! It's about Josh!"
While Nicky was kept at bay by Danny's request, Mr Rudd seemed to have no issue reacting to it. "This is a serious matter, Richard, and if you can't treat it as such, we can discuss it in detention. So do you, or anyone else, have anything `funny' you'd like to add?"
"No sir," Rich said timidly.
The room was eerily silent. Mr Rudd's anger was almost palpable. "You'll go about your day as usual and you'll direct any questions you have to me. Is that understood?"
"Yes sir!" the boys chorused compliantly.
"Good, now get back to your dorms, it's almost time for lights out!" Mr Rudd said coldly.
Wednesday 30 November 2022
The lack of news about Josh over the first couple of days he was in hospital had many of the boys speculating, with most assuming the worst. The fact that the teachers, and Mr Rudd in particular, kept fobbing them off with `no news yet, we'll let you know when we do' only added fuel to the fears. Thankfully, as the week passed news started to trickle through.
On Thursday it had been, "He's showing signs of improvement!"
On Friday it was, "They think the worst of it is over and he's definitely on the mend!"
By Sunday Mr Rudd was telling the Year 10s, "Things are looking good!"
Yesterday brought the very best update, when Mr Rudd told them all, "The infection's all gone and they're hoping to release him tomorrow so he can come back to continue his recovery here!"
As the day started on Wednesday, there was a definite sense of positivity in the air with the prospect of Josh's return later in the day.
David awoke particularly early, and with an extra little jolt of positivity as he felt the body lying at his side. James had snuck down into the dorm late the previous evening, primarily to allow Luke to have their dorm to himself to spend the night with Rob and Jazz. Normally James would complain about being ousted from his own personal space, but a night cuddled up to David certainly took the sting out of it.
David had been due to go to the gym that morning with Danny and Mark, but he had not yet got back into the habit of going after his brief break during their naked punishment. Having James with him was a perfect excuse not to go again. Also, with Josh away, Rob upstairs and Mark at the gym with Danny, the two boys had the rare luxury of privacy and David fully intended to utilise it.
Reaching out to the side, he slid his hand underneath James' t-shirt to caress the firm flatness of his stomach, the skin warm and silky-smooth as his fingers ran across it. Leaning in, he kissed and nibbled at the other boy's neck for a moment before he whispered, "James!"
James let out a weary moan and mumbled, "He's busy. Please try again later!"
"Okay," David whispered back, then smirked as he added, "We're alone and I wanted to have sex again, but I suppose I can..."
"I'm awake!" James suddenly blurted out.
David giggled loudly as he casually raised a hand to stroke James' cheek. "Just think, it wasn't that long ago you thought dating and sex were just `stupid wastes of time'. You soon changed your tune!" he mused.
James let his eyes flutter closed for a moment as he felt David's hand. As he opened them again to look at the messy pink hair and beautiful brown eyes staring back at him, he smiled and said, "Well someone gave me a reason to like them!"
David's jaw quivered slightly for a moment before he said, "Aww, that's so sweet!" He leaned forward to let his lips press against James'. While he genuinely had every intention of jumping on his boyfriend's dick as soon as he was awake, the moment their lips met, the actual sex seemed less urgent. Relaxing into the embrace, he melted against the other boy as their kiss continued.
James seemed more than content to continue what they were doing, letting the arm that wasn't pinned between them reach over to casually caress any part of David he could reach. For several minutes they made out, switching back and forth between forceful, passionate smooching and delicate, loving pecks. When James felt David's hand grasp at his erection through his shorts they eventually parted. He smiled at David and said softly, "I feel like I should say something dirty here!"
"Let me save you the effort," David said, blushing a little so his cheeks turned a similar shade of pink to his hair, "I want you inside me!"
James nodded for a second, continuing as he said excitedly, "Okay!" He reached over to the drawer where David kept his lubricant, which had always been used primarily for masturbation. As he rolled back to face David, he found him face-down on the bed, his hips raised slightly by a pillow.
"Could you... do it like this?" David asked hopefully.
"The other day I was looking this stuff up," James said casually as he knelt up, pushing his shorts down to his knees before pulling his feet out one at a time. "And I found an article about more than thirty sexual positions, and another with a bunch more," he continued as he peeled his t-shirt up over his head. "So maybe eventually... we could try all of them!"
David stared back looking a little dazed. Seeing the beautiful, slender, blonde boy kneeling there naked, stroking lubricant onto his raging erection was already sexy enough, but the prospect of what he was offering... it was almost too much for him! "I think I'd like that!" he said breathlessly.
"Awesome. I'll make a list!" James said.
David snorted with laughter as he shook his head and said, "I genuinely don't know whether you're more excited about us having lots of sex or getting to make a list!"
James shrugged casually as he lined himself up with David's hole, kneeling between his legs. "Honestly, it's probably a tie!"
"I shouldn't find that as hot as I do!" David smirked, but the smile was quickly replaced with pleasured shock as he felt James start pushing into him. "Ah, oh, oh my god!" he gasped.
"I'm not hurting you, am I?" James asked, freezing in place.
"No!" David answered instantly. "Well, technically yes, but also... it feels good. Keep going!" he requested, burying his face in the pillow. As he felt James continue sliding his straining cock into him, David quickly lifted his head and glanced round at one of the hidden cameras he had in the dorm. Deliberating whether or not he would keep footage of himself, David felt briefly guilty for knowing the encounter was being recorded without his boyfriend's knowledge. His moral deliberation was quickly forgotten as he felt the penis inside him pull most of the way out before pushing back in. "Ahh yeah, that's so good," he moaned.
"Yeah... it is," James said, gulping slightly. "This is so... weird," he paused slightly breathless. "I'm... I'm doing this to you and it feels so great... but I'm also thinking about doing you... in other positions... mmm unnh... and it's REALLY turning me on more!"
"You're fantasising about fucking me WHILE you're fucking me?" David clarified, chuckling at the implication.
"Yeah, it's silly," James laughed a little awkwardly.
"No it's not, it's... really hot!" David replied, grinding his own crotch into the pillow. "Tell me... what you're imagining!"
"I saw one... where I'd be kneeling up... and you'd be kind of... upside-down on your back with... with your legs over my shoulders!" James explained as he thrust faster and faster into the other boy.
"That sounds fun," David said with a grin. "Let's try that next time!"
"Ah, ohh, ohh my," James gasped as he started shooting inside David. "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming," he gasped as he continued spurting.
"Ah yes," David groaned, burying his face to muffle his moans as he thrust his hips against the pillow, feeling a wet patch at the tip.
"I wanna make you cum!" James said urgently as he pulled out and rolled David onto his back.
"Fine by me," David said happily as he looked down at his own rigid prick. He gasped as he felt James' fingers wrap around it and within less than a dozen strokes, felt himself begin to shoot. "Ah, ah yeah, yesss, that's it," he moaned contentedly as his cock spasmed its way through James' continued stroking. "Oh wow, that was good," he sighed contentedly as James pulled his hand away.
James smiled at the obvious satisfaction and raised his hand, looking curiously at the remnants of white goo that had clung to his fingers. As David reached out and grabbed his hand, pulled it to his mouth and licked the spunk off, James chuckled in mild disbelief and said, "Wow, I... have the best boyfriend ever!"
David frowned a little at the comment as he pulled his mouth away from the hand. "No, I have the best boyfriend ever," he said with a meek smile, "You... just have me!"
"Whassup?" James asked curiously, sensing the shift in tone.
Before David could answer, they both jumped at the sudden sound of the door opening unexpectedly. Barely getting covered up in time, James looked at Mark as he walked in and asked, "Don't you knock?"
"To enter my own room, no!" Mark said frankly before looking at the two obviously-naked boys for a moment before he added, "But I know I'm back early so if you need to finish, I can..."
"No, we finished!" David interjected, then blushed and said, "I mean... you don't need to go!"
"Hnnh, you two are so cute together," Mark smirked as he walked in and flopped down onto his own bed as the two boys pulled on clothes under the covers before tossing them aside.
"We're a good match," David said proudly. "I took a test last night and it said so!"
James rolled his eyes and asked, "Was this some stupid internet test again?" He looked to Mark and said, "He looks at stuff like that WAY too much!"
"Hey, it's just a bit of fun, right!" Mark shrugged.
David reached out for his tablet and said, "Okay, you take it, I wanna see if you give the same answers I do!"
"Oh sure, cos this can only end well," James muttered, getting a snigger from Mark.
David loaded up the site he had looked at the previous night and started asking James questions as Mark watched on thoughtfully.
As James had predicted, it caused a few squabbles. They disagreed over the question, Which of you usually initiates your conversations?' which James answered himself and David said otherwise. Another question, Would they ever fight someone for you', got further disagreement as James answered, Yeah, I hope so!' while David was offended he didn't choose, Duh! Obviously!' The squabbles died down as, even with the differing answers, the test came back once again as showing they were a good match.
"Umm," Mark interjected as the two boys continued lightly squabbling. "Could... could I maybe... take that test next?"
"Why? Who you dating?" James asked incredulously.
Mark blushed a little as he answered, "Nobody. I just... I dunno, just for fun I suppose!"
David cocked his head, looking at his roommate with a slight smile and said, "Sure, okay, question 1...Which of you usually initiates conversations? They come and talk to me, we're about the same, I usually start it or we don't talk much!"
"Umm... about the same," Mark said coyly.
David continued asking the questions, with Mark gradually answering them, not letting on what he was thinking about to the other two boys. He occasionally smiled as he contemplated some of his responses.
"Last question, if you've been in a couple before, how do you think your current boyfriend compares to the previous one?" David asked, then smiled briefly and added knowingly, "Not that you're seeing anyone or thinking about anyone in particular here!"
Mark blushed heavily as he stared back at David.
"Considering your only other boyfriend was a self-hating psychotic, abusive, violent closet case who deserves every bad thing that will ever happen to him, David should probably just go ahead and tick `much better than the last one', right?" James suggested.
Mark laughed and nodded.
"Oh, okay, your results..." David said as he cast his eyes across the screen, "And I'm reading this word-for-word, `YES, YES, YES! Seriously, you two should date. I ship it. I think the two of you have serious chemistry and would make a great couple.' That's, umm... that's pretty conclusive." David paused to smirk as he added wryly, "Just a shame this was just for fun, right!"
"Yeah, it was," Mark said, looking away absently.
"What am I missing?" James whispered curiously.
"Social awareness and several emotions," David replied, patting James' cheek condescendingly, "But I'll fill you in later!"
Danny stirred slightly and felt two things at the same time – a muscular, hairy torso beneath his cheek and a semi-hard penis in his butt.
"Good timing, I didn't want to have to wake you up!" Mr Rudd said as he saw the boy move a little, letting both hands stroke up and down the smooth expanse of his back.
"I fell asleep," Danny said dozily.
"Such a keen mind," Mr Rudd said wryly. "But hey, at least you had the good grace to wait until after I'd cum! Not sure even my ego could handle you falling asleep DURING sex!"
Danny pushed himself up, so he was straddling the man, as he had been while he rode him earlier that morning. His own cock was raging hard as he casually reached down to stroke it. "Oh, fuck!" Danny exclaimed suddenly as he glanced at the time, "I was supposed to meet Mark for a workout! How could you let me sleep so long?"
"Hey, I'm not your alarm clock," Mr Rudd said defensively.
"No, you're my..." Danny paused, frowning down at the man. "I don't know what you are, actually!" he said thoughtfully.
"Yeah, I don't think there's a title for someone who's part teacher, part therapist and part fuck buddy!" Mr Rudd joked, feeling slightly guilty as he summed up the inappropriateness of their relationship. "And anyway, you clearly needed the sleep. You still look tired now!"
"I'm fine!" Danny insisted. As he saw Mr Rudd raise an eyebrow, he held his hand out towards the man palm-first and said, "See, not even the slightest hint of scratching! I'm all good!"
Mr Rudd took the boy's hand and examined it closely for a moment, then kissed the palm gently and said, "I'm really proud of you, Danny. As always, you rose to the challenge and kicked its arse!"
Danny blushed at the praise and let the man continue holding his hand for a moment.
"Has... this been helping?" Mr Rudd asked, thrusting his hips up into Danny's butt momentarily, "Or is it just for fun at this point?"
Danny thought for a moment. Despite his threat to fuck the teacher early on in their sexual exploration, Danny had crept into the teacher's apartment the morning after Josh had been taken into hospital and instead let Mr Rudd fuck him. He had repeated it every day since, starting each day with both a workout and the teacher's spunk inside him. "Honestly... a bit of both," Danny said with a wry grin. "But I should be going, I still need to get my workout in before school!" he stated as he climbed off. He let out a groan as he felt the slight slurp of the cock pulling out of him.
"Yeah, I don't think so!" Mr Rudd said as he checked the time. "You're not skipping breakfast for the gym, and needing a workout is NOT an acceptable reason to be late to classes!"
Danny frowned heavily and started, "But..."
"No!" Mr Rudd said firmly. "Danny, you may be the boss during the fuck buddy part of this," he said, gesturing back and forth between himself and the boy, "But the rest of the time, you do as you're told. Now go get showered and get to breakfast!"
Danny sighed and nodded as he pulled on his shorts and said dejectedly, "Yes sir!" He took a step to the door, then looked back at the naked man who had just stood up from the bed. He moved back towards him and gave him a fleeting hug before heading out.
[Im on my way back 2 school!!!!!]
The message had filled Rob with joy when he received it from Josh. The news that he `might' be coming back had been wonderful, but he had expected it to be a day-long agonizing wait for his best friend to be released and get back to Kingswood. To have him released so early was an unexpected bonus. The message had arrived shortly before the end of second period which was even better as Rob had a free period after morning break, which meant he could probably be there when Josh got back.
Rob was sitting in Josh's room, having been through a thorough decontamination and donned full PPE during break. Josh's treatment had been delayed by the infection and hospitalization, so they had gone back to the highest level of infection control for now, just to play it safe. When Rob saw the door open, he jumped to his feet expecting to see Josh, but instead saw a smaller figure walk in. Even with only the eyes visible, he recognised the boy. "Milo!" he exclaimed in surprise. "What are you doing here?" he demanded.
"Waiting for Josh, Duh!" Milo said bluntly.
Things between the two brothers were still awkward. They had fallen out several weeks ago during half-term and, despite Josh's insistence, were yet to make up. "I meant you should be in class!" Rob said accusingly.
"So should you!" Milo said back pointedly.
"I've got a free period!" Rob said defensively.
"Me too!" Milo said back without missing a beat.
Rob frowned at the boy and said, "Year sevens don't get free periods!"
"Fine," Milo huffed with a shrug, "Then I told Mr Cunningham I needed the toilet and just... didn't go back. Whatever!"
"You need to go back to class!" Rob said sternly.
"And you need to bite me, dickwad!" Milo snapped angrily.
"I'll report you!" Rob threatened.
"Yeah, pretty sure Mr Cunningham already figured out I'm missing!" Milo smirked derisively, "But I'm gonna be here for Josh anyway!"
"Milo! Go back to class!" Rob said, scowling furiously at his little brother.
Milo rolled his eyes and shook his head as he said, "Oh, look at that, Rob's trying to control me AGAIN. How original!"
"I don't... I'm not... I don't..." Rob stuttered for a moment before he snapped, "Shut up, Milo!"
"Hey, I'm here to see Josh, does that mean you're gonna kick the crap out of him too, just for having the nerve to actually spend time with me?" Milo asked accusingly.
The last person Rob had caught Milo with was Ivan, Rob's old school friend and occasional sexual partner. Milo had been fucking Ivan when Rob found them and he had proceeded to beat Ivan to a pulp for it. "I dunno, are you being a little slut with him too?" Rob asked bitterly.
Milo stared silently at his big brother for a moment then shook his head and said, "I used to think you were so cool!"
Even through the mask, Rob could see the disappointment on his little brother's face, and it hurt. "Milo, I... I didn't... I mean, I'm sorry," Rob mumbled awkwardly, "I'm sorry if I upset you..."
Milo scoffed, but before he could say anymore, the door opened to interrupt them.
"I'M BACK!" Josh called out excitedly.
Both brothers turned to face Josh. Thankfully, their masks hid the reaction that would have been apparent on both of their faces – absolute shock. Josh had already looked so different, having shaved his head to handle the hair loss and shrunk down a lot during his treatment, but now he looked absolutely gaunt as he sat in a wheelchair. He looked painfully slim and almost ghostly pale.
Fighting back his initial reaction, Rob said happily, "Oh my god, I'm so glad you're back!"
"Me too!" Milo agreed. "How you feeling?"
"Okay, okay, give me a chance to get him settled in before you start with the questions," Niall, one of Josh's nurses, said as he wheeled Josh in.
The two siblings held back, standing in awkward silence next to each other as Josh got out of the chair and back into the bed that had been his home for several weeks already.
"Okay, you're all set," Niall said as he finished getting Josh comfortably back in place and hooked up to a couple of monitors, "I'll be back to check on you shortly!"
"Thanks Niall," Josh said cheerfully.
Rob couldn't help smiling too. Despite the frailty of the boy lying in the bed, the smile was entirely unchanged. It still lit up the room.
"And you two, you get ten minutes and then you leave him to rest. No complaints!" Niall said firmly. The young nurse had gotten to know Josh well during their time together, but he had gotten to know Josh's most frequent visitors just as well. He knew both Wilson brothers were prone to arguing back so he knew when to take a firm stance with them.
As soon as Niall left, Josh looked at Rob and Milo and said, "Okay, I know you've got a free period, but shouldn't you be in geography now?"
"He's skipping class!" Rob said accusingly.
"Snitch," Milo muttered coldly.
"And you're letting him!?" Josh exclaimed in shock.
Rob scoffed and replied, "You know he never listens to me anymore!"
"You mean I don't let you boss me around like you do with everyone else!" Milo said back angrily.
"Oy!" Josh quickly interjected. "Whatever's going on between you, fucking sort it out. You're brothers and you love each other!" he said firmly. "But for now, you NEED to go back to class!" he said, pointing at Milo.
"I just... wanted to see you," Milo said sadly.
"And I appreciate it," Josh said softly, holding a hand out which Milo happily took, "But you've seen me, I'm alright, but get back to class, okay?" He squeezed the boy's hand gently, not that he could probably squeeze much harder even if he wanted to.
"Okay," Milo said with a nod. "I'll come see you later!" he added before he left.
Rob shook his head a little as he watched his brother leave, frustrated that he had complied with the instruction from Josh, but ignored the one from his own brother. Realising it was probably not his primary concern right then, he looked back to Josh sympathetically and asked, "So how are you? And I mean really!"
"I'm okay," Josh said with a nod. "I mean... definitely better than I was!"
"You really scared me, mate," Rob said as he rested his hand on Josh's leg.
Josh smiled and said, "Hey, it's not Kingswood without a little bit of drama, right!" He chuckled and got a slight smirk back from Rob. "But I'm sorry I scared you. I... scared me too," he said, softly. The look he gave Rob told the other boy more than words ever could. After a few moments, he smiled and said, "But I'm fine though!"
"You sure?" Rob asked curiously, tilting his head sympathetically.
"Totally!" Josh said with another nod. "Now tell me everything I've missed!" he demanded eagerly.
"Bejesus, how the heck are you in that state already?" Mr Smith (a.k.a. Blane) commented as Danny walked in, surrounded by the other Year 10s. While the boys had just come off their lunch break and most of them looked lively and ready for a fun PE lesson, Danny was red-faced and sweaty, his hair matted to his head.
"Missed my workout this morning so I did a bit over lunch break," Danny explained casually.
"Yeah, cos if he misses a workout, the world will end!" Chris teased sarcastically from beside him, getting a chuckle from his big brother.
"Fair enough, and here I was thinking you'd just been having fun in the locker room," Mr Smith smirked.
"Nah, he saves that for after, he's basically like a post-PE public service at this point!" Adrian teased as he wandered past with Kyle and some of his dormmates.
"You get a blow job and you get a blow job. EVERYONE gets a blow job!" Ben Hill joked, gesturing enthusiastically as the other Year 10s laughed.
"Whatever," Danny said glumly as he walked away.
"Hey, babe, what's up?" Chris asked, hurrying along to loop his arm through Danny's.
"Nothing, just... tired," Danny said with a slight headshake before he spotted Aaron Moore jog past. "Oh hey, Aaron," he called out, then looked to Chris and said, "Sorry, football stuff, see you in a bit!" He gave Chris a quick peck on the cheek before running after his teammate.
"Oy, what you lingering around for?"
Chris turned as he heard the voice behind him to see Blane towering over him. "Oh, hey Mr Smith!" Chris said with a wry grin.
Blane's eyes narrowed, but not at the slightly mocking tone his little brother used to say his name, he was used to that by now. He cocked his head curiously and asked, "What's up?"
Chris sighed slightly at the question he had just asked Danny as he really didn't believe his boyfriend's answer.
"Oh wait, don't tell me," Blane said with a knowing nod, "I only know one subject that wipes that dopey smile off your stupid face!"
"Ya know we basically have the same face!" Chris said back, referring to the frequently-mentioned similarity between the two of them.
"Hmm, nicely played," Blane acknowledged, "But I'm right, aren't I? That's your `worried about Danny' frown, I'd know it anywhere!"
Chris sighed again as he watched the rest of the boys running around the Sports Complex to warm up for the class. Despite taking off last, Danny had already shot to the front. "He's not right!" Chris said softly.
"I've been saying that for years about the both of ya!" Blane sniggered, but promptly got a gentle punch to the stomach for it. "Hey, striking a teacher can get you expelled!" he said sternly, "But... I deserved that!" He watched his little brother gaze round at the group again and placed a hand on his shoulder. "I do get what you mean though. He's definitely not quite his usual self and you're not the first one to mention it!"
"I'm not?" Chris asked curiously.
"Yeah, believe it or not, us teachers do actually exist outside of the time we spend teaching you!" Blane said with a raised eyebrow. "Levi's mentioned it too, once or twice... or three times... or more..."
Chris chuckled. His future brother-in-law always did have a soft spot for Danny. "Maybe he can talk to him!" Chris suggested.
"Hmmm," Blane hummed, visibly unsure. "Levi's been working really hard not to stick his nose in with you guys. I think he doesn't want to step on Max... on Mr Rudd's toes! He's your Floor Master now!"
"Yeah, but... you know him and Danny have always had more than just a student/teacher thing," Chris said with a knowing smirk. "Besides, I reckon MAX is into Danny as much as Levi ever was," Chris said, still smirking.
"Something I should know?" Blane asked cautiously.
Chris didn't really want to give away Danny's secrets, so he shook his head and said, "Nah, just kidding, but he clearly just wants what's best for Danny too. If that means Levi sticking his nose in, tell him to do it. I reckon it'd make Danny really happy!"
"Okay," Blane nodded. "By the way... you know you don't need to wait for me to ask what's wrong. Whether it's as a teacher or your big brother or even just as a mate..."
"I know, thanks," Chris cut him off, smiling sweetly.
"Actually, kind of on that subject there IS something I wanted to ask you," Blane said a little awkwardly.
"Look, if you wanna have sex again, remember I have a boyfriend and YOU have a fiancé!" Chris teased.
Blane rolled his eyes as he smirked and shook his head.
"That wasn't a no, by the way," Chris added jokingly.
"Oh my god, will you shut up!" Blane said in amused annoyance.
"Just this once," Chris said, closing his lips tightly.
"Well I was gonna wait til we've done a bit more of the planning, but you know me and Levi are starting the wedding planning," Blane started, having gotten engaged to Mr Trent over the summer break. "Well umm... I was hoping that... you might be okay with being my... best man?"
Chris stared, his mouth slowly opening as his eyes got a little watery. "I thought... maybe you'd ask dad or... or Ash... or Finn's older than me..."
"All good options," Blane nodded, "But considering the part you played in the proposal and... y'know... the fact I love you, ya lil gobshite..."
"Aww, who could say no to something so sweet," Chris said sarcastically, then grinned and said, "But okay, if you want me to do it, then... I'd be... really honoured!"
"Great," Blane said happily, looking slightly choked up.
"Hug!" Chris said sharply as he held out his arms.
Blane shook his head as he chuckled slightly and gave his little brother a hug.
"Woooo!" "You go, Chris!" "Get a room!" "You'll make Danny jealous!" the crowd of running boys called out as they finished their warm-up lap.
"EWW, HE'S MY BROTHER!" Chris shouted back at the approaching group
"Like that means anything at Kingswood!" "It wouldn't stop Danny!" "Danny probably wants to watch!" more of the boys shouted in response.
"Oy, enough of that!" Mr Smith snapped firmly. "You, you, you," Blane said, pointing to the ones who'd called out, "Gimme another lap!"
"Hey, he didn't say you!" Chris said as Danny sped past. When Danny just glanced back and shrugged as he continued running, Chris looked to Blane and sighed softly.
"Okay, okay, there's way too many people in here!" Peter, the nurse on duty, called out over the noise of the boys eagerly chatting to Josh.
"If you leave there'll be one less!" Mikey said back with a grin. He had learned some time ago that he could get away with being a lot cheekier to the medical staff than he could the other adults at the school and took full advantage of it.
"Remember who controls the authorised visitors list!" Peter said, raising an eyebrow as the others all giggled.
"Yeah, Niall does! He says he has to do everything round here," Mikey taunted, but realised he had pushed a little too far as Peter's eyebrows both raised further. "Kidding, sorry," he giggled nervously, "We don't wanna be banned!"
"We?" Nicky scoffed. "This was all you!"
<<OMG you got caught. They're onto us. Kill them all... except Nicky... and Josh... and Chris... okay, don't kill any of them, but say something, they're staring!>>
"Fine," Mikey said, blushing a little, "I don't wanna be banned!"
"Do they all have to go?" Josh pouted.
"No, but it's just getting a bit lively and you should probably start winding down," Peter suggested.
"Don't worry, we're going," Chris said as he stood, holding a hand out to Danny who happily accepted it as he climbed to his feet too. "Great to have ya back," he added to Josh, his smile somehow showing through his mask.
"Yeah," Danny agreed quietly as the two of them headed for the door.
"We gotta go too," Nicky said, pulling at Mikey. "We've still got my maths homework to do!"
"We?" Mikey teased.
"I said what I meant and I meant what I said," Nicky said as he pulled Mikey towards the door, "Come on, ya human calculator!"
"Hey, you should really do your own homework!" David called out, chasing after them.
"Okay, that's a bit more like it," Peter said as he smiled, looking round at the two boys sitting either side of Josh's bed.
Rob looked back and forth briefly between Mark and Josh, then stood up and said, "Actually I have homework I should get done too!" Walking towards Peter, the two exchanged a knowing look before he added, "You two have fun!"
As Peter left with Rob, Josh looked to Mark and smiled meekly, sitting in silence. "So... umm..." he started eventually, but wasn't sure what to say.
Mark went to reply, but as he opened his mouth, his mind went blank, so he closed it again and shrank back slightly in his seat.
"I, umm..." Josh tried again, but sighed softly instead. When Mark didn't reply again, he said quietly, "I missed you."
"I missed you too," Mark said, then squirmed slightly and added, "We all did!"
"Oh," Josh said with a nod, "Yeah!"
Seeing the unmistakable disappointment on Josh's face, Mark added coyly, "But... especially me!"
Josh's entire face lit up. "Hey, I gotta show you this video," he said happily, "Chuck me my phone!"
Mark reached out and grabbed Josh's phone and handed it to him. He felt Josh's hand grip his own for just a second as he took it before they both blushed.
"It's this hip-hop dance group I found on YouTube. OMG, some of their routines are fuckin' mental!" Josh said excitedly. As Mark leaned in close to look at the phone, Josh slid aside and patted the bed instead.
Mark hesitated for a moment, looking around at the array of equipment and monitors, then climbed onto the bed. As he saw Josh lean forward a little, he took the hint and slipped an arm around him.
"Here, watch this!" Josh said as he started a video playing. After a minute of watching, he asked happily, "Isn't it cool?"
As Josh looked round at him, Mark realised he had been staring and blushed a little before he replied, "Yeah, it's...amazing!"
"Danny!"
Danny stopped as he heard his name. For a brief moment, he expected it to be followed by some kind of joke and then a laugh from the other boys milling around in the atrium, but as he looked up to the first-floor landing he saw Mr Trent waving at him. He ventured a gentle smile at the man, then cocked his head curiously as he was beckoned to come back up.
He wandered back up the stairs and stopped at the top where Mr Trent was waiting for him. "Yes sir?" he said politely.
"You got a few minutes spare?" Mr Trent asked, gesturing along the hallway.
It was mildly frustrating as Danny had been on his way to the gym as his short stint at lunchtime had left him unsated. He had the whole evening free though, so there was still time for a proper workout, so he nodded and said, "Sure!"
"So how you doing?" Mr Trent asked casually as they walked along.
Danny immediately scowled and demanded, "Did Mr Rudd put you up to this?"
"No," Mr Trent immediately replied. "I just wanted to catch up with one of my favourite students, don't tell anyone that by the way, and y'know... someone I consider a friend!"
"Oh," Danny said, feeling a little sheepish.
"Why?" Mr Trent frowned. "Is there... a reason Mr Rudd would want me to talk to you?"
"No, no..." Danny said vaguely, shaking his head, "Just... never mind, umm... hi then!"
"Hi," Mr Trent chuckled gently. "Come on," he added as they reached the door to his apartment. He held the door open for Danny to walk in, then followed behind him.
"Living room or bedroom?" Danny asked with a cheeky grin. The bemused eyebrow raise he got in return was all the answer he needed, so he nodded and said, "Living room it is then!"
"You're a little floozy, aren't ya!" Mr Trent joked, mussing the boy's hair as he followed him into the apartment's living area.
Danny frowned slightly and said, "I don't know what that is, but yeah, probably!" As he saw Mr Trent sit on the sofa, he eyed the seat next to him then flicked his gaze to the armchair across the room. He wanted to sit down next to his former Floor Master and nestle in against his side, but he opted for the chair instead.
"So how've you been?" Mr Trent asked, cocking his head sympathetically.
"Fine!" Danny replied with a slight frown.
"That's it? Just... fine?" Mr Trent asked. When Danny shrugged back at him, he asked, "How's life in Year ten? How you liking the new dorm? How are you finding being a mentor?" As Danny just stared silently for a few moments, he added cautiously, "How are you doing with the Josh stuff?"
"Oh, so THAT'S what this is about!" Danny said accusingly.
"No, it's just one of the things I know you have going on and I wanted to talk to you about it, that's all," Mr Trent explained calmly.
"Oh sure, you just happen to show up now wanting to `chat'. Totally above board!" Danny scowled.
"Danny, I'm not trying to trick you here," Mr Trent said, shaking his head gently. "I really do just want to catch up, but..."
Danny huffed and folded his arms.
"I do have an ulterior motive," Mr Trent admitted, "But it's... not about Josh or any of that stuff!"
"Go on then!" Danny said moodily, still sitting back defensively.
"Look, Danny. I... took the job here at Kingswood because it was a job I thought was important, and one I could do well, but honestly it also appealed because moving my entire life here was no big deal to me. I don't have family, I didn't have any friends, so coming here was a fresh start for me!"
Danny's arms lowered a little as he realised this really wasn't about him.
"Now since coming here, I... I've met a lot of people who are important to me, but I... I still don't really have many friends, not close ones anyway," Mr Trent explained quietly, "And with the wedding plan moving along quickly, well... I'm sure by now Chris has told you..."
"He's Blane's best man!" Danny interjected, nodding as he felt a knot in his stomach.
"Exactly," Mr Trent nodded. "And because I really do think of you as a friend, and... well, our engagement was only as memorable as it was because of you, I... wanted to ask you if you'd... be my best man too!"
Danny stared for a moment. Danny knew the man as Mr Trent, the former drama teacher and Floor Master, but he really did know him just as well as Levi, his friend and Chris' future brother-in-law. Suddenly, the man opposite him had stopped being Mr Trent and was now Levi, asking him something incredible, laying his emotions bare.
"Danny?" Levi asked softly when the boy remained silent.
"No," Danny said, shaking his head, turning his gaze to the ground.
"No?" Levi asked shakily.
"No," Danny repeated, looking Levi in the eye for a moment, "I... I can't do that. I'm sorry!" Without waiting for any further response, Danny jumped from his seat and ran for the door. He was gone before the teacher could follow.
"There are literally no words for how much I hate you right now!" Nicky groaned.
<<OMG he hates you!>>
"I'm sure you could find some if you really tried," Mikey sniggered. "And I know you don't mean it anyway," he added confidently.
<<You're right, he doesn't hate you. He loves you! I'm tired, you kids have fun now!>>
Nicky squirmed slightly, his cock straining against the chastity device he had now worn for more than 2 months. Mikey had found out about it over the half-term break a month ago and since then he had taken great pleasure in tormenting Nicky.
Having dated for several months and been sexually active together for years, there were few people who knew Nicky's turn-ons quite as well as Mikey and he loved using every one of them to make his friend's oversized prick strain in its restraint.
Nicky knew he could stop what Mikey was doing. All he had done is slide in behind Nicky, wrap his arms around him and start kissing his neck. There was nothing keeping Nicky there, or preventing him from shoving Mikey away, but despite the frustration, he loved the close contact. Their relationship had only ended because Nicky had been dealing with feelings and emotional problems that had been bubbling up for years, but they were mostly in hand now and he had really regretted ending things between them.
Nicky had even suggested them getting back together but Mikey had refused, saying he valued their friendship too much to ever risk messing it up again by dating. While Nicky had accepted that as a valid reason and started to move on, he still loved the occasional moments of affection and physical intimacy he got with his best friend.
"Haven't you got someone else to torment?" Nicky groaned as he felt Mikey's lips working across the back of his neck.
"Chris is swimming and Danny's at the gym," Mikey explained.
"Josh?" Nicky suggested.
"Nah, no visitors tonight," Mikey shrugged as he sat back. "Besides, we don't... really do that much of this stuff!"
Nicky turned to face Mikey and asked, "What DO you do then?"
Mikey shrugged and answered, "I dunno, chat, hang out, do stuff... fight!"
<<Ugh, he did NOT just say that, did he?>>
<<Big mistake. I knew I should have stayed! This is why you should never be left unsupervised!>>
"Fight!?" Nicky exclaimed in surprise.
Mikey shrugged and replied, "Yeah, it's not a bad thing, it's just a... like... play thing between us and it's fine!"
<<Huh, nicely handled I suppose!>>
Nicky thought for a moment then nodded and said, "Okay!"
"Besides, do you really want me to stop doing this?" Mikey asked as he leaned forward and plunged his face back into Nicky's neck. He nibbled at it for a moment and heard pleasured moans in response, then pulled back and asked, "Or are you only into guys who you can't see?"
<<Like me!! Oh my god, maybe his mystery guy is me!>>
Nicky frowned as Mikey started laughing and said disapprovingly, "It wasn't THAT funny!"
<<He obviously means you. I'm hilarious!>>
"Sorry," Mikey said as he continued to smile, "But you know what I mean. You don't even KNOW the only guy you've actually been with this year! It's weird!"
"I..." Nicky started, but paused, blushing. "Promise you won't tell anyone this."
"I promise!" Mikey said, nodding eagerly.
<<Me too... probably!>>
<<I promise nothing!>>
<<I like cheese!>>
"Well it's just... umm... I think I like him!" Nicky admitted.
"What!?" Mikey exclaimed. "How? He basically just edges you, you're basically just a living sex toy. That'd be like Mark loving his fleshlight!"
"I know. It's stupid," Nicky sighed. "I dunno, maybe it's just cos I'm not getting any action anywhere else," he explained.
<<Rude!>>
"Umm, excuse me!" Mikey scoffed, gesturing to himself.
Nicky chuckled and said, "No, not that kind of action. I meant, like... romance or dating or whatever. I know I fool around plenty with you and the others, but Chris and Danny only have eyes for each other, and you and me... well, we covered that, didn't we. We're just friends!"
"BEST friends!" Mikey snapped, reaching out to grab Nicky's nipple through his shirt.
"Ahh," Nicky yelped as he felt the gentle pinch, then swatted Mikey's hand away and smirked as he said, "Just best friends!"
"Fair point," Mikey shrugged. "Well I ain't givin' ya romance, but I can give you the other stuff. Fancy making me cum?"
"I suppose so," Nicky said, rolling his eyes jokingly.
Mikey jumped up, pulling off his t-shirt. Pushing his sweatpants and underwear down in a single motion, he dropped right back down to where he had been sitting before as he pulled the clothing off over his feet. "Ready!" he declared eagerly.
"Jesus, that may be some kind of record!" Nicky laughed at the instant strip. He suddenly lunged at Mikey, grabbed his ankles and lifted them up.
"Woah, what ya doing?" Mikey chuckled as he found himself looking up between his own legs at Nicky.
"Just cos I can't fuck ya..." Nicky replied, thrusting his caged cock into Mikey's back for emphasis, "... that doesn't mean I can't have some fun with your sexy lil butt!"
"Fine by me!" Mikey giggled.
"Oh, wait!" Nicky said as he dropped Mikey's legs and jumped off the bed.
Mikey watched curiously as Nicky stripped his lower half, then stared wide-eyed as he saw the discarded underwear flying his way. It landed on his face and he let out a satisfied groan.
"Yeah, I thought you'd like that," Nicky sniggered before getting back into place. Putting Mikey's legs over his shoulders, he parted the other boy's cheeks and plunged his tongue into the puckered hole.
"Oh my fucking god," Mikey gasped.
<<AGREED!>>
Nicky eagerly rimmed Mikey for a couple of minutes before sucking on his fingers to cover them in saliva, then plunged them into him. "Fuck, you're dripping," Nicky chuckled as he continued probing at Mikey's prostate, his other hand reaching round to grasp his oozing dick.
Mikey just let out an incoherent moan, muffled slightly by Nick's underwear.
After a few more minutes of alternating between his tongue and his fingers, Nicky knelt up and looked down between Mikey's legs.
Feeling the pause, Mikey pulled the underwear down so it only covered his nose and mouth, staring up at Nicky. "Make me cum," he gasped.
"Okay, but open your mouth!" Nicky said with a cheeky grin.
Mikey scowled, still not a fan of the taste of his own spunk but he complied anyway, sliding Nicky's underwear under his pillow to use later.
With the target uncovered, Nicky returned to fingering Mikey's prostate as he started wanking him rapidly. It didn't take long before he saw the signs of the imminent release. Just as Mikey began to spurt down into his own face, Nicky pulled out his fingers and plunged his tongue back into the hole.
The pleasured whimpers as Mikey shot over himself were high-pitched and intense, lasting several seconds before he swallowed and felt his body being lowered back down onto the bed. He felt Nicky flop down at his side.
"Y'know... if I do ever find someone else to date," Mikey said with a grin, "D'you mind giving them lessons in doing that?"
"Gladly!" Nicky chuckled.
They both jumped suddenly as there was a knock at the door.
"Come in!" Mikey called out purely on instinct.
"No!" Nicky complained, grabbing the covers to pull over himself.
"Hey, I was..." Gray started as he walked in, but stopped mid-sentence as he saw the two boys in bed together, cum smeared over Mikey's flushed face. "Oh, sorry, you're... umm... yeah, sorry," he said as he backed out, closing the door behind him.
"Fuck!" Nicky grunted, then jumped out of bed and staggered across the room pulling on a pair of sweatpants. "GRAY!" he called out as he opened the door and saw the other boy heading out into the hallway.
Gray leaned back to look at Nicky and smiled sweetly as he said, "I didn't mean to interrupt!"
"You... didn't. Umm... did you... did you want something?" Nicky asked, embarrassed at being caught in such a compromising position.
"I was gonna see if you wanted to work on some photography stuff," Gray said as he moved back to stand in the doorway. "But if you're doing something else..."
"No, I'm not. Well, umm... I was, I mean... umm... I was hanging out with Mikey but just cos we were both free, we weren't doing anything... umm... specific!" Nicky rambled as he ambled across the living area.
"That... looked pretty specific!" Gray smirked.
"Yeah, fuck my feelings, right!" Mikey suddenly said from the doorway behind Nicky.
Nicky let out a whimper, caught between the two boys, messing both things up.
"Yeah, I'm kidding, you know I don't DO feelings," Mikey sniggered, getting a chuckle from Gray.
Nicky smiled. He knew Mikey did do feelings. In reality, he probably felt things more strongly than anyone Nicky knew, he just hid it exceptionally well, but he knew the comment was Mikey's way of letting him know they were all good. "There ya go, I'm free then!" Nicky said, relieved.
"Cool. I'll grab my camera," Gray said cheerfully. "Hey, Mikey, you wanna come with us?" he offered sweetly.
"Do any of your plans involve photographs of naked people?" Mikey asked as he sat down onto a sofa, pulling out his phone.
"Umm... no," Gray replied with a slight frown.
"Then I'll pass. Total snooze!" Mikey said dismissively.
Gray laughed as he said to Nicky, "See you out here in a sec then!"
Nicky headed back into his room to grab his camera and put on the rest of his clothes and coat before he headed back out. Moving up behind Mikey, he leaned down over the back of the sofa and hugged him, then planted a kiss on his cheek. "You're not just MY best friend, you're THE best friend!" he whispered before letting go.
"Well duh!" Mikey said cockily as Nicky headed out.
<<Yeah, baby. We're the best!>>
"DAD!" Josh called out excitedly as he saw Mr Rudd standing across the room. He quickly looked round nervously.
"Chill, it's just us!" Mr Rudd said, much to Josh's relief, "I shouldn't even be in here!"
"What time is it?" Josh asked sleepily.
"Late," Mr Rudd replied as he walked closer. "I can't stay long, it's nearly time for lights out. I just came to speak to the doc about how you're doing and couldn't resist nipping in. I didn't mean to wake you!"
"It's okay, I've slept plenty lately!" Josh said glumly. He held his arms out towards the man who immediately moved closer and sat down on the bed to hug him.
"I've really missed you, son," Mr Rudd said softly as he held Josh as tightly as he dared.
"Missed you too," Josh sighed as he revelled in the feeling of the strong arms around him. "You doing okay then?" he asked as he pulled away.
"Yeah, really well!" Josh nodded.
"Everyone who's been to see you today has been saying how well you're doing!" Mr Rudd smiled, but it slowly faded as he looked into Josh' eyes. "But it's just us now," he added, pausing for a moment, "Remember, no need to pretend with me, ever!"
Josh nodded solemnly for a second before his jaw quivered and his eyes began to water. A moment later, he burst into full sobs and felt Mr Rudd holding him again. Crying for a minute, he gradually began to compose himself and squeaked, "I nearly died!" He sniffed and took a few deep ragged breaths before he added between sobs, "They said... the night... I went in... they didn't know... if I was gonna make it!" He burst into helpless crying again.
Mr Rudd tried his best to retain his composure, but a single tear ran down his cheek. He wiped it away as he held Josh. "It's okay, buddy. You made it. You're okay!" he whispered lovingly.
"Yeah, this time!" Josh said as he pulled away, looking up at the large man. "But what about next time? All it takes is one stupid infection or... or a million other things that could go wrong and I'll... I'll just be gone!" He burst into sobbing once again. "I'm... so scared!" he squeaked.
"I know, buddy. Me too," Mr Rudd said, gripping on tightly. "Me too, but we'll get through it together. I promise!"
"You can't promise that!" Josh said accusingly as he pulled away again.
"I can, and I have, and that's it. Have I ever broken a promise to you?" Mr Rudd asked, venturing a slight smile.
"No," Josh sniffed.
"Exactly. And I'm not about to start now!" Mr Rudd said firmly. "We got a long way to go, little man, and I already know you're strong enough to make it, but... I'll be here any time you think you're not!"
"Thank you," Josh said, wiping his cheeks.
"Now you go back to sleep, bud," Mr Rudd said, gently pushing Josh back down. He wiped the remnants of a tear from Josh' cheek with his thumb, then leaned down to kiss his forehead. "I'll be along to see you in the morning, okay?" he reassured him.
"Love you, dad," Josh said contentedly as he watched Mr Rudd head for the door.
"Love you too, son. Sleep tight," Mr Rudd said before stepping out. As he closed the door, he stepped aside and leaned against the wall, letting his head rest back against it as he closed his eyes. Just as he felt a tear coming, he heard someone approach and looked round to see Peter walking his way. He cleared his throat and attempted to regain his composure.
"You okay there?" Peter asked softly.
Mr Rudd chuckled slightly. How could he answer that? He simply nodded and shrugged at the same time.
"Yeah, I know," Peter nodded. He patted Mr Rudd on the shoulder and held his hand there for a second until he got a gentle smile in return.
Mr Rudd patted the hand on his shoulder after a moment and headed out, appreciative of the quiet gesture. He didn't have time to dwell on any of it now though, he had sixty teenagers to wrangle into their beds!
A few minutes and a couple of shouts later, he had the Year 10s up on the second floor scurrying for their beds. Starting at the front of the building, he worked his way through dorms 2.08 to 2.05 with minimal issues before heading to the back of the building at starting his way through the remaining four. Aside from a stern warning to Andy Walker for being cheeky and a threat of a full dorm inspection of dorm 2.03 if they didn't do some serious cleaning up in the morning, things were going smoothly. Rob, David and Mark were all compliantly in bed when he got to dorm 2.02. As he got to the final Year 10 dorm, 2.01, he let out a sigh as he saw only three beds occupied.
"Where's Danny?" Mr Rudd sighed wearily, hoping he was just concealed in someone else's bed.
"He's, umm... he's running late, sir," Chris said a little awkwardly. "He's at the gym and I messaged him and he said he was nearly finished!"
"When was that?" Mr Rudd asked with obvious concern.
"Half an hour ago!" Chris replied, "And again fifteen minutes ago... and ten minutes ago." As Chris's phone buzzed, he looked at it and added, "And now! He says he'll be back soon!"
Mr Rudd let out another sigh and said, "Right, you lot sleep. I'll sort this!"
If it was anyone else, he would have just been angry at the lateness, but considering the issues he was supporting Danny through, he mostly felt concerned. He had time before he needed to start doing his rounds with the Year 11s, so he headed out and across towards the Sports Complex. He hoped to bump into Danny on the way, so he would simply have to admonish the boy's tardiness, but as he saw the illuminated, empty path ahead, he realised he would not get so lucky.
He headed inside and made a beeline for the gym. As he got there, he heard the sound of running before he saw Danny, but stopped as the treadmill came into sight. It was no mere jog, the boy was outright sprinting on the machine, his gasping breaths audible over the sound of the treadmill and the slam of his feet against it.
Cautious about calling out, for fear of startling the boy and making him stumble, Mr Rudd walked over slowly, knowing Danny would be able to see him approach in the mirrored wall in front of him.
"I'm... nearly... done..." Danny panted breathlessly.
"No, you ARE done!" Mr Rudd said as he stepped onto the treadmill beside him and reached across to start lowering the speed.
"NO!" Danny snapped angrily, smacking the teacher's hand away before pushing the speed back up.
"Danny!" Mr Rudd growled as he went to lower the speed again.
Danny swatted the hand before it could touch a button.
Furious at the refusal, Mr Rudd reached out and pulled the emergency stop, but immediately wrapped his arms around Danny and lifted him off the treadmill while preventing him from restarting the machine.
"NO, I'M NOT DONE!" Danny yelled angrily, straining to get free.
Between the frantic squirming and the sweat Danny was drenched in, he managed to slip from Mr Rudd's grasp and stood with his feet either side of the slowing conveyer. He attempted to put the emergency stop key back in so he could restart it, but his hands were trembling so much he couldn't even get hold of it. Gasping for breath, he gave up and moved onto the next machine over but as he went to hit start, Mr Rudd reached over and pulled the emergency stop on that machine too.
"STOP IT!" Danny yelled. "I need... to work out... I... I..."
"Danny," Mr Rudd said, taking hold of the frantic boy by both of his shoulders, staring into his face. "You need to stop!"
"No, I need to finish!" Danny insisted.
"Why, what else have you got to do?" Mr Rudd asked, frowning.
"I need a... another round... on the weights... and then... then another... run and... and... I just... need to keep going!" Danny rambled. As he stepped away from the teacher, his leg shook and then gave way beneath him. He collapsed to the floor, but continued to crawl along, heading for the weights area.
Mr Rudd stepped over and squatted down next to him. "Danny," he said softly. When the boy ignored him, he said firmly, "Danny, look at me!"
"What?" Danny snapped angrily as he looked at the teacher. As he saw the man staring back at him with nothing but care and concern, he shakily raised his hands and buried his face in them as he cried softly. "I don't know what's wrong with me," he whimpered as he felt Mr Rudd hold him.
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/