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The Kingswood Complication
Chapter 24
MONDAY 30 JANUARY 2023
Rob let out a shuddery moan as consciousness came rushing back to him. "Oh my fucking god," he gasped as he felt a mouth on each nipple. His nipples were already sore from his activities the previous night. Yesterday had been Jazz's birthday and having spent the day celebrating it with friends, he then had the pleasure of spending the night with his two boyfriends.
The throuple had been granted the privacy of a room to themselves when James, Luke's roommate, had offered to let them have the dorm to themselves. He had claimed it was a `gift' for Jazz, as well as Rob whose birthday was the next day, but they knew it was just a convenient excuse for James to spend the night with David instead.
As last night was all about Jazz, there had been a lot of focus on him and his love of anal play, with Luke fucking him three times and some fingering by Rob. Despite the focus on the birthday boy, he had been more than happy to share the love and, as usual, Rob's sensitive nipples had received in inordinate amount of attention.
The slight soreness in his nipples only added to Rob's pleasure as he awoke to the feeling of them being sucked. He didn't have a particular fetish for pain, but anything involving his nipples – pleasure, pain and anything in between – was a guaranteed turn-on.
"Well happy... birthday... to me..." Rob gasped as Luke and Jazz continued their oral assault on the sensitive nubs. The other two didn't respond, not wanting to stop what they were doing. Instead, they began caressing Rob, one hand finding its way up to stroke through his hair, another caressing his stomach, one cupping and gently kneading his aching balls and the fourth teasing his inner thighs, another favourite, sensitive spot. The fact his dick was remaining untouched gave Rob a pretty good idea of what was planned.
"I don't know... if that'll work," Rob gasped as his two lovers continued their obvious attempt to make him orgasm without touching his dick, "But I'm... ugh, fuck... I'm happy to... let you keep... trying!"
Luke's head suddenly popped up as he asked, "Excuse me, are you doubting our skills?"
"No, I'm just... shagged out from last night," Rob chuckled, still gently convulsing from Jazz's mouth working his nipple. He reached out to place a hand on top of Luke's head and instructed, "But like I said... keep trying!"
Luke let Rob push his head down and gently bit the nipple, sniggering to himself as he heard a squeal in response before he returned to licking and sucking it.
As it was still early, and James had taken the stuff he needed to get ready for the day when he snuck out the previous night, the three boys still had plenty of time. Eager as they were to make Rob cum hands-free, there was no rush to make it happen and for a while they happily continued just enjoying the attempt.
As time drew on and they began to risk missing breakfast, Rob groaned, "I think... you need to lend... a hand!" Immediately there were two hands fighting to take hold of Rob's dick.
Jazz swatted Luke's hand away before Luke did the same back to him, leaving Rob laughing helplessly as the two fighting boys fought for his dick while continuing to torment his nipples.
"How about... Jazz sucks me!" Rob suggested.
Both boys' heads popped up, Jazz grinning, Luke frowning.
"While Luke fucks Jazz!" Rob added with a wicked grin.
"Fuck yeah!" Jazz declared excitedly, quickly jumping into position.
Raising his hands to rest beneath his head, Rob looked down to enjoy the sight (and sensation) of his dick disappearing into Jazz's mouth while Luke quickly moved behind him and began to fuck the eager bottom. It barely seemed possible that he had been part of the throuple for almost a year now, but their anniversary was coming up in just a few days. In a couple of months, it would be two years since Rob and Luke got together too.
It was hard to even remember what life was like before his two boyfriends. His entire life had revolved around Josh. In the beginning, it had been all about figuring out his new best friend's secret, and after the revelation about his abuse came out, it became all about supporting Josh in the aftermath of it. Then Alex had come along, a boy who started out as a hateful bully before it became apparent he was just another victim of Josh's brothers. From there he had become a friend and, soon after, Rob's boyfriend. That was when Luke came into Rob's life. After breaking up (amicably) with Alex, Rob and Luke had got together and the rest, as they say, is history.
"I love you guys so much," Rob sighed dreamily as he moved closer to the brink of release.
"I love you both too," Luke said a little breathlessly as he pounded away at Jazz.
"Wuhh wuff yuh tuh," Jazz muffled, raising a hand to give a playful thumbs-up.
"Unnh, don't make me laugh... when I'm about to..." Rob gasped, but it was too late. Still chuckling, he began to convulse as Jazz eagerly swallowed down Rob's first (and doubtlessly not last) load of the day. Still panting his way through the tail-end of his orgasm, Rob felt a spurt of warmth on his leg and let out a groan as he realised Luke had literally fucked the spunk out of Jazz. A few moments and several groans later and it became apparent Luke had finished too, collapsing on top of Rob and Jazz when he was spent.
"Happy birthday," Jazz giggled, "I'd kiss you but I'm trapped under a sweaty Luke!"
A quick shower later and the throuple rushed down to get some breakfast before the Dining Hall closed. Though they queued together, they all went their own way to go and eat. Rob was virtually in his seat with the others before he noticed something was different.
"Oh my god, what..." Rob started, staring in surprise as Josh sat amongst the rest of his dormmates.
"Geez, took him long enough," Josh sniggered.
Rob looked Josh up and down. He was dressed in school uniform, something he hadn't seen him in for several months. Even though Josh had insisted on attending some of his classes when he was feeling well enough, that had always been done virtually. "Are you... is this... are you..." he stuttered in disbelief.
"Yup," Josh answered the unspoken question, "Feeling well enough and got the all clear from the doc, so... I'm coming back to actual classes! I'm your birthday present!"
"Oh, did you keep the receipt? I was really hoping for a PS5!" Rob said with a wry grin.
"Well fuck you sideways. For that, I'm gonna make the cancer come back just to spite you!" Josh said, then closed his eyes and visibly started clenching.
"You look like a dick!" Rob said, shaking his head.
As most of the others looked amused, Mark just looked utterly bewildered as he muttered, "I will NEVER understand those two!"
"Yeah, it's best not to try," Nicky said with a smirk. "Chris tried once and look what it did to him!" he said, gesturing to the other boy.
Chris smirked and played along as he attempted to shovel a spoonful of cornflakes into his own ear, getting raucous laughter from the rest of the table.
James rolled his eyes and said, "Y'know, it's the maturity I really miss about sharing a dorm with you lot!"
As the comment got a few insults thrown back, Rob just grinned as he said, "Great, now I feel less guilty about having sex on your bed!" As James looked appalled and everyone else started laughing, Rob's grin grew wider as he added, "Twice!"
As everyone else started jeering and laughing and teasing James, Rob reached his leg out under the table and gently tapped Josh's knee. As Josh looked at him, he gave a broad, sincere smile and got one happily in return.
"Hey, you coming for lunch?" Danny asked Nicky casually as they stood outside the maths classrooms that were currently being vacated.
Before Nicky could answer, Chris appeared and grabbed Danny from behind. Wrapping his arms around him he buried his face into his boyfriend's neck and kissed it playfully, getting a giggle in response.
Nicky froze a little as he saw Chris and said, "Umm, no... I was..." As he saw Gray appear from one of the doorways he said loudly, "I have lunch plans with Gray, sorry!"
Hearing his name, Gray looked round and approached the other three boys.
"Nicky, Danny," Gray said with a jovial smile as he nodded to each of them which he dropped as he looked to Chris and said a stern, "Chris!"
"Oh. Yoko!" Chris said moodily at Gray.
Gray stared back blankly for a moment, his eyebrows slowly raising until he eventually shrugged and shook his head to indicate he had no clue what Chris was referring to.
"You're... so annoying! Google it already so you know how much I'm insulting you!" Chris pouted, then slipped his arm through Danny's and started dragging him away.
"See ya, guys," Danny said with a snigger as he was pulled down the hallway.
"Are you ever gonna look that up?" Nicky asked with a grin.
Gray shrugged and replied, "No need. I got the reference the first time he said it, it's a Beatles thing, it's just fun to wind him up!"
"Oh my god, you're such a dick," Nicky said, smirking has he shook his head. He gave an impish smile as he added, "I love it!"
"Glad you approve," Gray replied, with a gentle head bob at Nicky, though he quickly cocked his head the other away to look up straight into Nicky's eyes as he asked, "So why do we have fake lunch plans, exactly?"
Nicky let out a gentle groan as they started wandering along and replied, "Does it matter? You'll probably just turn it into a thing about me stalking you anyway!"
Gray gasped dramatically as he replied, "Nicholas Muriel Jones!"
"That's not my name," Nicky interjected with a bemused headshake.
"Quiet, Muriel, I'm being outraged! How dare you paint me as some two-dimensional caricature!" Gray scolded Nicky with a firm head shake.
Nicky tutted, rolled his eyes and said, "Fine, sorry!"
"Thank you!" Gray said, his brow furrowing as he gave a firm nod instead. His grin returned as he added, "I woulda taken the piss outta whatever lame excuse you came up with and THEN called you a stalker, stalker-boy!"
"Ugh, you are literally the most annoying person I know," Nicky huffed.
"Thank you, I always aim to be the best," Gray said cockily as he playfully straightened his tie, "But come on, joking aside... reluctantly... why is the `most annoying person you know' a better choice for lunch company than your lil besties?"
"Eww, don't say besties," Nicky said disapprovingly as they headed out and started across the quad, "And I just... it's... no reason. I just... felt like it, okay!"
"Wait, hold that thought!" Gray said, holding a finger up to indicate he needed a moment as he reached into his pocket and stopped walking. "Huh," he said as he looked at his phone, then tapped on the screen and held it to his ear. "Hello?" he started, "Wait, you're calling from where? Australia? That's like... the other side of the world! Why would you be calling me? Oh, you wanted to let me know that even from there, you could tell Nicky was bullshitting! Good to know, I'll tell him. G'day mate!" As he put his phone away, he slowly turned his head to look at Nicky.
"I suppose you think you're funny, do you?" Nicky said, sucking his teeth as he shook his head.
"Yeah, the girl in Australia who just called could also tell I was funny from there," Gray said with a wry smile. He cocked his head as he looked at Nicky and said, "Come on, you've been weird for a while now, like... even by Kingswood standards. You know you can tell me stuff, right?"
Nicky hesitated for a moment then let out a sigh and dropped down onto the ground, sitting cross-legged on the quad.
"Oh, we're doing this here," Gray said as he copied the gesture, sitting in front of Nicky as he muttered, "I meant you can tell me stuff indoors where there's heat and food and stuff, but this is good too!"
"I think I'm in love with Chris!" Nicky said, letting out a dejected moan as he let his head droop, staring down into his own lap.
"Oh!" Gray replied, then went uncharacteristically quiet.
When he didn't hear anything else for a few moments, Nicky lifted his head and looked at Gray as he said, "Yeah, I know, it's fucking crazy!"
Gray stared back, straight-faced and nodding gently for a moment before he grinned and asked, "Is that all?"
"I think I'm in love with one of my best friends!" Nicky exclaimed, as if he had understated it before.
"I just meant... it's you guys. I thought it was gonna be, like... Chris had poisoned Danny and was blackmailing you into stealing the Crown Jewels and if you didn't do it, he wouldn't give him the antidote, but then your dorm exploded when Rob swung in to rescue you and Chris got a knock to the head that gave him a concussion that made him forget where the cure was if you couldn't get his memories back, then Danny was going die or something!" Gray explained.
Nicky stared open-mouthed for a moment before he asked, "How do you... even function?"
Gray shrugged as he replied, "No idea, but you get what I mean. You guys are REALLY dramatic. I was just expecting a bit more than `I think I have feelings for my ex-boyfriend'. I mean... are you even trying?"
"I knew you'd just be stupid!" Nicky scowled as he jumped back to his feet and started walking.
"Hey, hold up, I'm sorry," Gray called after him as he jogged to catch up. "Look, okay, so... you think you're into him again," he said, pausing for a moment before he repeated, "You THINK you're into him. That's what you said. You don't even sound sure!"
"No, because I'm not!" Nicky said pointedly. "It's... just... confusing! You know Mikey's my best friend and I'm close with Danny and..." He paused to glance round at Gray, rolled his eyes and said, "For some unknown reason, me and you are friends too, but... me and Chris... it's... different."
"Isn't he with Danny though? Or are they open?" Gray asked curiously, "I lose track round here!"
"Well they're open sexually, but not for dating. They're exclusive!" Nicky explained.
"Then... does it even matter?" Gray asked with a shrug. "If ya DO love him, then... even I know he ain't breaking up with Danny any time soon, and I definitely know you well enough to know you'd never wanna break a couple up just for your own desires!"
Nicky smiled slightly at the comments, glad to know Gray actually understood that much about him.
"Okay then," Gray said with a confident nod, "While you're figuring shit out... use me as much as you like. Lunch plans, evenings, whatever. He already calls me Yoko, may as well lean into it. Use me as your excuse for however long it takes to get this outta your system!"
"Thank you," Nicky said gratefully.
"De nada," Gray said casually.
"Hey, umm..." Nicky said as he stopped walking at the bottom of the steps to the Home Building. He waited for Gray to stop and look back. Swivelling a little awkwardly on one foot, he pursed his lips for a moment and said, "You're not just an excuse for me. I like being annoyed by you so... I guess I'll keep stalking you!"
Gray grabbed the lapel of his blazer and started speaking into it as he said, "You got that, right, fellas? That's a confession? He admitted the stalking? Move in, go for the arrest!"
Nicky rolled his eyes one more time as he shook his head and said, "Hey, at least it's not some rando Australian girl this time!"
"Oh it is," Gray nodded. Grabbing his lapel again he said, "This radio has REALLY good range!" As Nicky reluctantly laughed, Gray looked back at him and said softly, "I like annoying you too!" As they stared at each other in silence for a few moments, he blushed slightly and said, "But I like annoying everyone, so don't flatter yourself, Muriel!"
"Dickhead," Nicky smirked as he followed Gray up the steps.
"So how've you found today?" Mr Rudd asked as he slowly strolled along beside Josh.
Afternoon break was just ending and while most students were heading back into the School Building, the Year 10s had headed off to the Sports Complex for PE. While Josh was back in classes, he was certainly not fit enough yet to take part in such a physical lesson, so Mr Rudd had come to meet him instead, though he had an ulterior motive for doing so.
"It's been amazing to be back," Josh said cheerfully, "And feel a bit more... normal!" He thought for a moment, unsure he should say anything to worry his surrogate father. With a sigh, he added, "But... I am SO tired!"
"I'm glad it went okay," Mr Rudd said softly.
"What?" Josh asked, recoiling a little from the man when he didn't react to the admission of tiredness. As he got a confused look back, he frowned and said, "Wait, I know that face. That's your bad news face! What is it?"
Mr Rudd chuckled slightly and said, "My poker face clearly needs work!" As Josh continued to glare, he took a deep breath and said, "You... have a visitor, but... you're under no obligation to speak to her or even see her!"
"Her?" Josh frowned for a moment, then nodded. "It's my mum, isn't it?" he asked with a gentle huff.
Mr Rudd held for a second, then nodded. "Jack's already on his way and if you do choose to speak to her, you won't be alone and you'll be in complete control and I'll be here, and..."
"What does she want?" Josh interrupted.
"To talk to you," Mr Rudd said. "She... insisted it's important, but we haven't told her you'll see her, we've just told her to wait. Unlike Ryan and Mark... sorry, Tate, there isn't an injunction against her. However, it does contravene the contact arrangements that were put in place after your emancipation!"
Josh frowned a little at the terminology.
"She's not breaking the law being here but contact was supposed to be in writing. She shouldn't be here but it's not illegal that she is!" Mr Rudd clarified.
"Do you think... I should see her?" Josh asked nervously.
Mr Rudd shook his head for a moment and said, "Josh, I can't answer that for you, but I think we should wait for Jack to get here, talk things over with him and then..."
"No. I mean, yeah wait for Jack but... you're right, this is for me to decide and... I wanna talk to her!" Josh stated.
Mr Rudd didn't say anything back, he just placed a hand on Josh's shoulder.
"But I could really use a hug right now, please!" Josh requested. He was in Mr Rudd's arms within moments.
Twenty minutes later, with Josh's legal guardian – Jack – present as required, the meeting was ready to begin. Denise Williams had been waiting for a while when the door opened. The sight of her youngest son had to be quite a shock. The last time she had seen him, he was eleven years old – a short, skinny kid with a mess of jet-black hair, rosy cheeks and an impish smile. The boy who walked in ahead of Jack was taller, but slimmer and bald with a pallid complexion and dour expression. "Josh," she gasped softly.
"Hi mum," Josh replied quietly. It felt so strange to say it. He hadn't spoken to her in person in almost three years now.
Denise had been instructed to remain in her seat at all times and though she moved slightly at the sight of her son, she managed to remain seated, watching closely as the boy and his legal guardian crossed the room and sat across the table from her. "It's really good to see you," she said with a slightly tearful smile.
Josh didn't reply, he just stared back. Even when he still lived with her, he had never been that close to his mother. She had always left him in the care of his older brothers, all of her time and effort focused on work. Seeing her now, she looked so much smaller than he remembered, like someone had taken the woman he (vaguely) knew and hollowed her out.
"How... how's the treatment going?" Denise asked.
"It's fine," Josh answered coldly, his gaze still fixed on his mother. "But I'm guessing you didn't come here to talk about that!" he prompted her.
"Actually... I did," Denise said with a gentle nod.
"What about it?" Jack interjected. He was painfully aware of the emotional impact seeing his mother had to be having on Josh. He had actually fought hard to prevent the meeting taking place, but Josh had been adamant he just wanted to get it over with.
Denise took a breath and started, "I... understand that when he was here, Mark..."
"Tate!" Josh snapped.
"Right, yes, sorry," Denise said with a nod. "Y'know, he... he changed it because... because Mark was..."
"Dad's middle name and he didn't feel like he deserved it!" Josh interrupted again. "Yeah, he mentioned that while he was holding me and my friend hostage with a knife, which I think you were just about to talk about!"
"Right, sorry, yes," Denise said shakily. "Tate... told you he wanted to be a donor for your stem cell transplant at the end of your treatment."
"Yes, and I told him I'd rather die than accept anything from him!" Josh said coldly.
"Josh," Jack said, reaching out to stroke the boy's back gently.
"What?" Josh shrugged, "It's not like there's a more nicer way to say that!"
Denise looked truly shaken by the statement, taking a few moments to compose herself before she continued, "I got some news last night. They did more tests and it appears... Tate... is not going to wake up. He's in what they call a vegetative state and they have suggested I may wish to consider... taking him off life support!"
"You mean let him die?" Josh clarified, getting a nod from his mother. "Okay. And?" he asked bitterly.
Denise flinched at her son's words and continued, "And... as he'd indicated he wanted to be donor, I... well I haven't talked this over with the doctors yet, but I was thinking Tate could remain on life support until... well... until your treatment is over and you need the transplant, then..."
"No!" Josh snapped, fists clenching tightly. He scowled at his mother and said angrily, "I didn't say what I said to hurt him. I meant it. I would rather be dead than accept ANYTHING from him. Do you get that? Do you understand how much I hate him?"
"But... but he... he would never KNOW. He'll never know anything again. Please, I just... I just want SOMETHING good to come out of all of this!" Denise pleaded.
"Something good DID come out of all of this!" Josh said, shaking his head. As Denise stared back at him, he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "I'm past the point of trying to protect you, because the last time I made a decision that I thought was in YOUR best interest, it ended up with the guys who abused me walking free and we've seen how that ended up. But I'm also not saying this to hurt you because... no matter how much you failed me, you're still my mum, but you want to know what good came from them? This!" He gestured around them, then placed his hand on Jack's and added, "And this!"
Denise stared silently at the boy.
"I finally found a home where I feel safe and happy. I finally have a family who love me and friends who would give their lives to protect me. All of the things I never had growing up, that I always wanted... I have them now. That's the good that came from this!" Josh explained. "So don't keep him hanging on to help me. I don't want his help and I don't want your help either. I already have everything I need right here at Kingswood, so you go... and you pull the plug... and when you do give him a message from me! You tell him I'm happy and that I will literally never even think about him again once he's gone!"
"Josh, I'm so sorry," Denise sniffed. "Can I just..."
"No!" Josh interrupted one last time. "I'm sorry too, mum. I know you lost dad, and then you lost Ryan and now... Tate, but your loss isn't my problem anymore. You're too late. You lost me long before you lost either of the other two!" He looked to Jack, still holding his hand, and said, "I think I'd like to end all contact now. Not even the emails. Can we do that?"
"We can!" Jack said with a nod.
"Okay, well..." Josh said as he stood, "Bye mum!"
As Denise burst into helpless sobs, Jack ushered Josh out of the room and only just managed to get the door closed before Josh burst into tears too. He hugged Josh, holding him tightly as he cried and after a few minutes, whispered, "I'm sorry, I... shouldn't have allowed this!"
"No," Josh sniffed, shaking his head, "I needed to say that. I shoulda said most of it a long time ago, but that's not even the main reason I'm crying!"
"What's wrong?" Jack asked cautiously.
"It's Mark!" Josh sniffed. "He's already messed up enough just knowing he put Tate in hospital. When he finds out about this... it's gonna kill him!" He burst into tears again at the thought of his friend.
"Y'know, we COULD have invited Chris," Mikey said dreamily as he felt Nicky's hands rubbing his bare back.
"Oh, yeah, umm... never mind," Nicky shrugged as he massaged Mikey.
Nicky felt a little guilty as he evaded talking about their friend. Mikey's last couple of weeks had been heavily focused on medical appointments and therapy, which was necessary to conclusively pin down his diagnosis and start him on the road to recovery, but it had also been a good distraction to keep him from noticing the weirdness between Nicky and Chris.
Mikey had been the one to reveal Locky's identity to Nicky, albeit accidentally. Thankfully, he had taken Nicky at his word when he stated, "It's not an issue, I'm just gonna carry on as normal!"
The two boys had gotten together that evening at Mikey's request. It was well established that one of the few things that really helped Mikey to clear his head and think straight was sex, so he had requested a hook-up with Nicky, though his actual reason for needing a clear head was something he had not yet shared. For now, the two boys were enjoying the quiet closeness as they hid themselves away in a playroom down in the Underground. Being rather wealthy by Underground standards thanks to his lottery `side hustle', Mikey always like to rent out one of the fancier playrooms. Their current one was more like a private apartment, fully equipped with various toys and furniture as well as a private bathroom and shower. For now, they were using the massage table to quietly enjoy each other's bodies.
As a bell dinged, Nicky climbed off Mikey and declared, "Time's up. My turn!"
Surprisingly, Mikey didn't object. As much as he was enjoying the massage Nicky had been giving him, he seemed more than happy to return the favour as they swapped places. "D'you think I should get waxed again?" he mused as he got started. Not exactly the hairiest of boys to begin with, Mikey had visited the Underground's salon almost two months ago and had his pubes waxed off, which had now regrown.
"I dunno, that's really your call?" Nicky said slightly dreamily. He was enjoying Mikey's hands on his back. For a boy who so often came across as aggressive, when it came to intimacy, he had a wonderfully gentle touch. It was yet another aspect of him that most people would never know. "Like... I know you enjoyed the process," Nicky smirked.
"Ha, yeah!" Mikey chuckled. He was a boy with many kinks and fetishes, and probably more he was yet to discover, but it turned out that something in the waxing process particularly turned him on and he had orgasmed more than once while being denuded of his hair.
"So if you're just thinking about that, well... there's other ways to make you cum!" Nicky reasoned. "But if you liked being smooth, then... maybe that's your answer!"
Mikey hummed thoughtfully for a moment.
"Did you like it?" Nicky asked, turning his head to the side to look back at Mikey.
"I guess," Mikey frowned, "But I'm okay either way. You're the guy who plays with me down there more than anyone else. I'd rather do what YOU like!"
Nicky thought for a moment, rolled over beneath Mikey so he was lying on his back. He grinned as Mikey casually switched to rubbing the chest instead of the back. "Don't you have anyone else you like to play with?"
Mikey shook his head as he rubbed his palms in circular motions over Nicky's flat chest, massaging the measly pectorals. "I'll keep doing stuff with you and Chris and Danny," he said thoughtfully, "And maybe Josh if he ever feels like it again, but... I don't really wanna be with anyone else, not til I'm... fixed!"
"Hey," Nicky said softly as he reached out to stroke Mikey's hip, "You're just ill, not broken. You don't need to be fixed!"
Mikey smiled and nodded, glancing over to his pile of discarded clothes for a moment. As he looked back at Nicky he said, "Yeah, thanks, I get it. Well what I guess I mean is... until I... stop being ill, it's not something I wanna do or think about!"
"Fair enough," Nicky nodded. He reached out to place a hand on Mikey's chest, then slid it down his body and said, "The ginger pubes are cute, but... I DO like how it feels down there when you're smooth!"
Mikey smiled contentedly as he nodded and replied, "I'll get waxed again!" He shuffled back a little to release Nicky's cock which he had been sitting on. Letting it rest heavily on Nicky's stomach, Mikey leaned forward a little and pressed his own dick against it. "It looks so small," he smirked.
Nicky's dick was only half-hard, but even at that it laid heavily at over twenty-five centimetres and heftily thick, while Mikey's rigidly hard cock was a decent but visibly smaller fifteen, and thinner too.
"I heard a fun rhyme the other day," Nicky said with a smirk, "Long and thin goes too far in, short and thick does the trick!"
Mikey chuckled but immediately added, "But with thick and long, you can't go wrong!"
"Ha, that's clever!" Nicky laughed.
"And true!" Mikey growled, grasping at Nicky's dick along with his own, stroking them both at the same time. "Oh wait, this is your massage time!" Mikey said apologetically.
"Beep beep, beep beep! Oh whadda you know, my time's up, keep playing!" Nicky said playfully as he felt his cock continue to stiffen within Mikey's grip.
"You're funny," Mikey laughed. Taking hold of just Nicky's prick for a moment, he asked, "How weird d'ya think I'd look with a dick as big as yours?"
"Probably about as weird as I look," Nicky replied. He reached out to grasp at Mikey's now unattended dick and began stroking it slowly.
The two boys carried on chatting mindlessly as they played with each other, gradually moving towards climax without even thinking about it. "Gonna cum soon," Nicky said casually, smiling up at Mikey who had remained atop him.
"Yeah, me too," Mikey said with a nod.
Not really being in the mood for slow torment, both boys sped up their strokes to skip over the possibility of edging and within moments of each other, both began to shoot. Both loads sprayed across Nicky's flat chest and stomach, resting atop the treasure trail and light fuzz of chest hair.
"That was nice," Mikey sighed contentedly, still casually stroking Nicky's softening but still girthy tool.
"Yeah," Nicky agreed with a relaxed sigh.
A few more moments later, they had both gotten up and headed different ways. Nicky went to shower, never fond of the feel of remnants of spunk in his body hair, while Mikey had gotten dressed and moved over to the seating area.
When Nicky emerged from the bathroom, he saw Mikey sitting on the floor, his chin resting on folded arms on the side of a coffee table, staring at a small pill bottle that he had placed in the middle of it. Nicky went over and sat across the table from him, copying his position exactly so they could stare across the table at each other.
"D'you know what that is?" Mikey asked, then immediately pursed his lips thoughtfully.
"I feel like `a bottle of pills' is too easy an answer..." Nicky said a little sarcastically.
"That's the medication they want to start me on," Mikey said, ignoring the sarcasm, or oblivious to it.
"Oh, right. So... you're already at that stage?" Nicky asked, realising this wasn't a time for jokes.
Mikey nodded a little. "They've said it's definitely schizophrenia, so we moved on to talking about a treatment plan!"
"And it's... pills?" Nicky asked cautiously.
Mikey let out a gentle sigh and said, "That's part of it. There's lots more therapy too, like... talking about stuff and that sorta thing, but yeah, from what they saw... or... what I told them, they think I need those too!"
"When did you start on them?" Nicky asked curiously.
Mikey sat back, leaning against the sofa behind him as he shook his head. "I haven't yet!" he said, his brow furrowing as he stared at the bottle.
Nicky mirrored the gesture and sat back too as he asked, "Why not?"
Mikey opened his mouth to answer but no words came out. Closing it again, he looked to Nicky for reassurance. He got it right away, offered as non-verbally as the request itself in the form of a smile and nod from the other teen. He sighed softly and tried again. "Because I'm scared!" he admitted meekly.
Nicky cocked his head as he took it in for a moment and asked, "Scared of... what? Are there... bad side effects? Like with Josh's chemo?"
"No, not like that," Mikey said firmly, shaking his head, then stopped and cocked it as he said, "Actually, yeah, there could be but," he shrugged, "I'll be able to handle them!"
Nicky waited for a moment but when no further information was forthcoming, he prompted, "Then... why?"
"What if..." Mikey started, but stopped, shaking his head. As Nicky quickly leaned over the coffee table and offered his hand, Mikey grabbed hold of it and gave a meek smile, still scared but emboldened slightly. "What if I stop being me?" he asked sadly. "Like... I don't know how much of who I am is... is... really me and how much is... the voices and the... the... well they said one of my symptoms is maybe a bit of paranoia, and that all sounds like it adds to a lot of... who I am! What if I start taking those pills and... stop being Mikey?"
Nicky went to answer with a knee-jerk reaction, but just managed to hold back. Thinking for a moment, he said, "I wish I could answer that the way you want, but... honestly... I just don't know!" As Mikey sniffed a little and nodded back gently, Nicky took a breath and said, "I think... it's probably safe to say I know you better than anyone, so... while I can't know for certain, I'm pretty confident that the Mikey I know, the real Mikey that's who you are inside... he's not going anywhere! No pill could take that away and anything that does change... well... that just means I get to know another side of you and so far I love every side I've seen. This one wouldn't be any different!"
Mikey smiled back a little tearfully for a moment then said, "I'm so glad they fixed you first so you can help fix me!"
Nicky laughed briefly but forced himself to stop, though he couldn't fight off the smile as he admonished, "I told you, you're not broken and neither was I!"
"Oh please, you were TOTALLY broken and so am I!" Mikey sniggered.
"Fine, okay, maybe I was," Nicky conceded with an eye roll, "So... let's get you fixed then! Don't be scared of who you might be on the meds, just... look forward to meeting him as much as I am!"
Mikey reached out and grabbed the bottle. Looking down at it in his hand, he looked back to Nicky and said, "Thank you!"
Nicky just blew him a playful kiss across the table as he smiled.
"This is ALL kinds of wrong!" Chris said, shaking his head.
"Shh, no breaking character!" Kyle hissed at him.
Danny just sniggered and shrugged as Chris gave him a questioning look. It had been quite some time since Danny, Adrian and Kyle had gotten together for roleplaying, so while the scenario was certainly a little strange, it felt like a bit of a return to normality him. Having Chris joining them certainly made a nice change too, and Danny had been delighted when he agreed.
Adrian suddenly burst in and slammed the door behind him. He looked shocked to see the three boys sitting there for a moment, before he smiled wickedly. "Oh, perfect, exactly what I needed!" he said, clearly deep in character already.
"Who are you? What's going on?" Danny asked, playing along. He heard a gentle snigger from Chris and gave him a quick elbow to the ribs to shut him up.
"Shut up. That's none of your fucking business!" Adrian growled.
"Yeah, maybe we should... just leave," Kyle said cautiously as he tried to stand.
Adrian grabbed Kyle and shoved him back down so he tumbled onto Danny. "Shut up, you're not going anywhere, any of you!" he barked at them.
"Yeah, I think we are!" Chris said as he stood up.
"No you're fucking not!" Adrian said as he reached into his pocket and pulled something out, pointing it at Chris.
"Oh no. A stick!" Chris said flatly.
Danny and Kyle both sniggered but stopped as Adrian glared at them. "It's a gun!" Adrian said angrily at Chris.
"Oh," Danny said, nodding a little. Figuring he could continue to tease the other boy, he asked him, "What kind?"
"The... it's a... it's..." Adrian stuttered, clearly unsure how to answer. He growled gently as he glared at Danny and whined, "Tell him!"
"Chris," Danny said, shaking his head. He had already had to warn Chris he needed to play along if he wanted to be involved.
Chris smirked but shrugged and nodded. He cleared his throat slightly to compose himself, then suddenly dropped back down to the floor. He looked genuinely terrified as he said tearfully, "Please don't shoot us, sir!"
"Woah, he's good," Kyle muttered, getting a nod of agreement from Danny.
"Yeah, just tell us what you want," Danny joined in, "We don't want any trouble!"
"Yeah, well trouble's just found you!" Adrian said, flinching slightly at his own hammy dialogue. "None of you try anything funny or I'll shoot!" As he saw all three holding back smirks, he added a grumpy, "With the gun!!!"
"Oh, THAT kind of shoot!" Danny said with a nod. "Yeah, we don't want that!"
"What do you want from us?" Chris asked, gulping nervously.
"I'm on the run and I just needed a place to lie low for a while," he said, glancing back to see if he was being followed. As he looked back to the three boys, he smirked wickedly and said, "But as you three are here, maybe I could use a little... entertainment while I wait for the heat to die down!"
"Umm, I'm a pretty good singer!" Chris offered shakily.
Danny reached over and grabbed Chris' arm, unsure whether the comment was out-of-character teasing or in-character innocence. "I don't think that's the kind of entertainment he meant!" he said shakily.
"Why? What kind of..." Chris started, then let out a dramatic gasp. "You're going to... touch us?" he asked, clutching imaginary pearls.
"Maybe," Adrian shrugged, brandishing the fictional weapon menacingly, "Or maybe I'll just make you touch each other!"
"But... I'm straight!" Chris gasped.
"Nice!" Kyle grinned with a nod, then remembered he was supposed to be in character too and said, "I mean... me too. So straight. I really like... umm, vaginas! Boobs too! Yeah, I'm all about the boobs!"
Danny's head slowly turned to look at Kyle, stared for a moment and asked, "Have you ever MET a straight person before?"
"It's been a while," Kyle said with a shrug.
"Shut up, all of you!" Adrian snapped. Looking at Danny he asked, "What about you? Straight as well?"
"I think claiming to conclusively know my lifelong sexuality at this age is a bit presumptuous and possibly misinformed and even if I was able to know it conclusively, a single word label probably can't cover the true complexities of human sexuality!" Danny replied. As the other three just stared blankly, he looked to Chris and said, "That was totally James' answer one time!"
"Ah, makes sense!" Chris nodded.
"But fine, let's go with `yes, I'm straight', Mr scary gun man!" Danny said, holding back a grin as he looked up at Adrian who stood over the three of them.
"Great, that's even more fun then," Adrian said, resisting the urge to break character and tell Danny off for messing around. "You, undress him," he said, pointing from Danny to Chris, "You undress him," pointing from Chris to Kyle, "And you undress him," finishing by pointing from Kyle to Danny. "I want everything off. Any hesitation and you're in trouble!"
All three boys started grabbing for each other, which ended up in a free-for-all that didn't actually result in the removal of any clothes.
"ONE AT A TIME!" Adrian yelled angrily.
Resisting the urge to laugh, the three of them complied, following the order Adrian had instructed, meaning Chris ended up naked first, followed by Kyle and finally Danny.
"So, straight-boys, you ever played around with any of the other straighties?" Adrian asked with a sneer.
"Do you... not know what straight means?" Danny asked, with a shrug.
"Oh, you got a big mouth, why don't we fill it!" Adrian replied, using Danny's attempt to be snarky against him. He glanced either side to Kyle's crotch and then Chris' and added, "Well, maybe not FILL it!"
"Hey!" Kyle whined, glaring first at Adrian for the size-based insult, but then at Chris when he heard him laughing along with it.
"What? That was funny!" Chris exclaimed with a dismissive shrug.
"So come on, who am I sucking? I'd rather just get it done and out of the way," Danny said, happily using the scenario as an excuse to get his hands (or mouth) on a penis.
"Why don't ya take teeny-weeny over here," Adrian said, gesturing to Kyle. As Chris sniggered again, Adrian silently mouthed, "I love you!" to Kyle.
"Oh no, this is horrible, please don't make me do this!" Danny said, not even pretending to try and sound sincere as he moved over to suck on Kyle's flaccid dick.
Chris started approaching Adrian and said, "Y'know... if he's busy with teeny-weeny..."
"Oy, don't YOU start!" Kyle scowled.
Chris grinned and corrected himself, "... giant-weeny, then maybe I should... entertain you more directly!"
"Oh, really?" Adrian grinned. "I like the way you..."
Chris didn't let Adrian finish what he was saying before he lunged, grabbed the `gun' from his hand and shoved him to the ground. "Ha! Who's in charge now, gay-boy?" he taunted.
Adrian looked round at the others in confusion and started, "Wait, no, that's not what you're supposed to..."
"Mmm-hmm," Kyle coughed, very clearly prompting Adrian to remain in character.
"I... you... give that back before you hurt somebody!" Adrian said.
"Oh I think I can handle this," Chris said with a confident grin as he twirled the stick around his finger. "You didn't even know what type of gun this was. I do. It's a glockenspiel Dillinger eight millimetre and I know EXACTLY how to use it!"
"Is that... a real thing?" Kyle whispered to Danny who had now stood back up. He just got a shrug in return.
"So how about YOU entertain US!" Chris said, pointing the gun at Adrian, "Clothes off!"
"But... but... but..." Adrian stuttered. This had NOT been part of the scenario he planned.
"One more hesitation and you get a bullet through the foot," Chris said, pointing the gun down. "Hurts like hell but would take literally days for you to bleed out... unless you make me start shooting other parts!"
"Jesus, that's messed up," Kyle muttered.
"No, this is messed up!" Danny whispered back, nodding down to his own crotch where his dick was raging hard.
"Fuck, you lunatic," Kyle sniggered, "But also..." He didn't finish the comment. He just squatted down and started sucking on Danny instead.
Annoyed, but also slightly pleased with Chris' improvising, Adrian began to undress, though his gaze remained firmly on watching his boyfriend blowing Danny. Pulling his clothes off quickly, he was soon as naked as the other three, and every bit as hard as Danny.
"Wow, looks like someone LIKES being on the receiving end!" Chris taunted, casually reaching down to play with his own stiffening prick as he kept the gun pointed at Adrian.
"It's... just nerves!" Adrian said feebly.
"Sure," Chris smirked, "Maybe you'd like to be on the receiving end of THIS too!" He grasped at his erection. "Kneel on the ground, put your head on the floor then put your hands on your head. You tried to fuck with us... so I'm gonna FUCK with you!" he said menacingly. If the others didn't know he was acting, it would have actually sounded truly terrifying.
The room went suddenly silent. Danny stared at Chris. Adrian stared at Chris. Kyle... kept sucking but shot a glance round at him too.
"Umm... if that's... okay. I don't really know the rules yet," Chris said a little timidly.
Adrian gave Kyle a questioning glance.
"If you want," Kyle briefly pulled the dick from his mouth to reply before taking it back in.
"Umm... okay then," Adrian nodded, then shook his head slightly and said, "I mean... you're the one with the gun. I guess I really don't have any choice." He got down into the position Chris had instructed.
Seeing Adrian ask for `permission' from Kyle, Chris looked to Danny, silently asking the same thing. What he got back was a wide-eyed, excitable nod accompanied by a massive grin. Only just able to resist laughing aloud at Danny's response, Chris pulled out some lubricant and started stroking it onto himself as he approached Adrian. Kneeling down at his side, he leaned in close and whispered, "You can change position if you need to. And no safe words. If you say stop or no or anything like that, I just stop, okay?"
Adrian smiled as he nodded back, then said quietly, "Let's give `em a show!"
Chris's gaze followed Adrian's to Kyle and Danny and smiled, amused at the thought of entertaining their boyfriends. The other two had been edging closer to get a better view of the imminent fuck. "Yeah, you beg for mercy you... villainous cad!" Chris called out, clearly acting faster than he was thinking as he threw out the terrible dialogue.
"The fuck's a cad?" Adrian muttered, then let out a gasp as he felt Chris' fingers probing gently at his hole to lube him up. A few moments later, they were replaced by the head of Chris' dick, pushing gently against it.
Chris entered Adrian slowly and carefully. As they kept very few secrets from each other, Chris knew perfectly well that Danny had both fucked and been fucked by Adrian, but aside from that, he knew Adrian didn't have a great deal of experience with anal sex. Considering how badly his first time had gone, in an unfortunate and poorly-judged roleplay scenario Danny had masterminded, Chris was being careful not to trigger any harmful memories of the incident.
Despite the aggression of the imagined scenario, Chris was tender and loving as he slowly worked in and out of Adrian. He was beginning to build up the speed, but was still staying relatively gentle. He seemed to be enjoying it, while their audience of two was absolutely hooked. Though Danny's dick was still in Kyle's mouth, Kyle had positioned himself so he could still watch.
"Hey," Danny said, suddenly tugging at Kyle's shoulder.
Kyle let go of the boner between his lips and stood as Danny leaned in to whisper to him. Kyle let out a sudden gasp and stared wide-eyed at Chris and Adrian. "Yes!" he declared excitedly.
"Yes what?" Adrian panted, unsure if he should be worried.
Danny didn't answer. He just grabbed the lubricant Chris had opened and slopped some onto his hand before reaching back to finger his own hole.
"What are you doing?" Adrian asked shakily as Danny pulled him up into a kneeling position. He let out a shuddery moan as the new angle made Chris' dick hit a different spot.
As expected, Adrian's penis was rigid as Danny reached down to stroke some slippery goo onto it. Sufficiently slick, Danny knelt in front of him and started moving back as he reached behind him to guide the bulging boner into him.
"Oh fuck!" Adrian gasped as he realised what was happening. Getting fucked by Chris was already intense enough, but as he felt his own cock slide into Danny, he let out a shuddery whimper.
"Yeah, I want in on this!" Kyle suddenly declared. Moving in, he shoved Danny forward so he leant down, his butt still pushed back against Adrian, then stepped one foot over him. "Okay, ya filthy criminal, get this inside you too!" he said with a grin as he grabbed Adrian's head and thrust his dick into his boyfriend's mouth.
"Jeebus!" Chris exclaimed in shock as he watched Kyle's fingers grip at Adrian's hair. "Can he even breathe?" he asked cautiously.
"Oh yeah, don't worry, he loves a good face fuck!" Kyle said with a confident nod.
Chris smiled at the gesture. In some ways, it barely felt like five minutes since he and Kyle had broken up, but at times like this he was really reminded just how long ago it was, and just how much Kyle had grown since. Back in Year 7, he had been pathologically shy when it came to sex. While he probably wouldn't have been this confident around people he didn't know so well, just seeing him be so assertive now was a heartening moment. It was also really fucking hot! Chris felt his cock throb as he pushed into Adrian. He slowed down a little, not wanting to end the exciting position sooner than he had to.
Adrian wasn't sure what order they had cum in. He was a little dizzy from the exertion and losing his senses slightly by the time it happened. Either way, he received Kyle's spunk straight down his throat, Chris' load spurted inside him and his own cocked oozed out a heavy, juicy load into Danny. Once they all pulled away, he collapsed to the ground, panting. "Oh my god," he gasped.
"That was fun!" Chris declared, "I think I like roleplay!" Leaning down to Adrian, he whispered, "And I'm keeping the gun, punk!" He planted a playful kiss on his cheek as Adrian giggled back at him.
"Not exactly your finest moment, David," Mr Chambers said to the boy as he and the other members of Debate Club headed out for the evening.
"I know sir, sorry," David said meekly, cringing a little as he heard sniggers from some of the others. As he stepped out into the hallway he found James standing there, eyebrows raised.
"Care to tell me what that was about?" James asked bluntly.
Some of the debates at the club were pre-planned, allowing time for research and more in-depth discussion, usually around more serious subjects. Other times, they would choose random categories which boys would have to debate on the fly. Tonight, James and David had ended up on opposite sides in one of the improvised discussions.
"What, it was just... a volatile subject," David said evasively.
"It was about pineapple on pizzas!" James scoffed.
"Yeah, like I said, volatile. Everyone's got an opinion!" David said, trying to play it cool.
James shook his head as he said, "Yeah, well most people's opinions don't involve you saying, `Whadda you know? You don't even understand the complexities of it, but you've still made up your mind and decided to judge it based on stuff you don't even understand, you small-minded troglodyte!' do they?"
"That's... not exactly what I said!" David said sheepishly.
"That's literally EXACTLY what you said!" James said, shaking his head, "Strangely enough, it kinda stuck in my head for some reason!"
"Okay, sorry, I didn't mean it. You're not a small-minded troglodyte!" David said, though he wasn't actually sure he should be apologising, even with the aggressive outburst earlier.
"I've obviously done SOMETHING to piss you off. You've been pissy with me all week. Are you gonna tell me or am I just gonna have to put up with it?" James asked unhappily.
"You really don't have any idea at all, do you?" David asked moodily. Having James not notice something wasn't quite so bad when he thought it was something he had kept well hidden, but it had become apparent to him recently that being non-binary was something his friends had picked up on. If THEY had noticed, why hadn't his own boyfriend? He could forgive James' obliviousness usually, but it had been made worse when James referred to being non-binary as a `silly gender bandwagon thing'.
"Well obviously not. If I had any idea, I wouldn't be asking. When have you ever known me to ask anything superfluous?" James scoffed.
"Ugh, forget it. The whole thing's just me being `silly' again!" David scowled, discretely throwing James' own words back at him. "I'll see you tomorrow!" he added gruffly before storming off.
"Here they come!" Josh exclaimed as they saw the boys heading back towards the Home Building, coming back from Martial Arts, including Mark who was walking along with Rob, Nicky and Gray.
"Yes, I can see that!" Mr Rudd replied frustratedly. He loved Josh like a son but that didn't mean there weren't times he found the little git annoying. This was certainly one of them.
"You should let me talk to him!" Josh insisted.
"And I already told you no!" Mr Rudd replied, then added an annoyed, "SIX times!"
"But you let me tell Alex about Ryan!" Josh argued.
"That was different," Mr Rudd stated.
"Not THAT different," Josh argued.
The teacher let out a long, slow huff of sheer frustration. "Josh, you know I love you dearly, but if you don't drop this right now I will begin to get very annoyed with you!" Mr Rudd said, the calmness of his voice actually adding to the intimidation of it.
"Okay, shutting up!" Josh said, shrinking away slightly. His awkward silence only lasted a moment before he called out, "Heyyyyy guys!"
The others all shouted their greetings to both their classmate and their teacher with different levels of formality as they approached.
Without any significant prompting, Josh blurted out, "Guess who I saw today!" As he got a lot of confused shrugs and sarcastic guesses back, he shook his head and said, "Nope. My mum. She stopped by for a visit!"
As Rob, Nicky and Mark all stared in slightly wide-eyed shock, Gray just looked confused as he stated, "You have a mum! Someone told me you were an orphan!"
"Wow, so sensitive!" Nicky said, shaking his head. "He has a mum, but..." he stopped and looked from Josh to Rob, to Mr Rudd and then to Gray as he said, "Actually, I'll fill you in on the way upstairs. I got a feeling there's about to be a `talk' here!" He started leading Gray away.
"Umm, yeah, I'll... go with them!" Mark said, feeling like this was probably more of a `Josh and Rob' moment.
"Actually, you two go talk," Mr Rudd said, nudging Josh towards Rob, "Mark, can you come with me please!"
There was a slightly awkward silence as nobody moved for a moment before they all split off to go their own ways. Eventually Mark followed Mr Rudd silently, heading into a nearby room where he found Dr Arkwright waiting for them.
"Oh!" Mark stated as he saw the other man, "Right, I get it," he said with a nod as he took a seat and watched Mr Rudd close the door and approach them.
"Mark?" Dr Arkwright prompted with a concerned frown.
"This is where you break the news to me, isn't it? About Mark... the other Mark, Tate, whatever!" Mark said, shaking his head. "Is he dead?" he asked bluntly.
"Did... somebody talk to you about this?" Mr Rudd asked, slightly annoyed at the possibility Josh had gone behind his back.
"No, I just... figured something like this was coming. Once we passed a few days without him waking up, with that kind of injury, it got kind of... inevitable!" Mark explained. As he got a curious look from the two men, he said, "I share a room with David Brown. I just mentioned it and he dug out every possible source and bit of research that exists on it!" He smirked slightly at his friend's excessive research habits.
Dr Arkwright nodded gently and said, "Yes, it did seem it was heading this way. They have... concluded that recovery is basically an impossibility at this point and withdrawal of life support is expected in the next couple of days!"
"So not dead, but he will be! Got it!" Mark said with a nod, his gaze fixed on the ground. "Does this mean... will I... be in trouble?"
"No," Mr Rudd immediately jumped in. "Nothing's changed on that front. You were cleared of any wrongdoing and the use of force was determined to be reasonable and proportionate!" he explained, reiterating Mark's legal position that had established back at Christmas. "You were acting in self-defence and you're not getting in any trouble for it!" he reassured him.
Mark nodded gratefully, then sighed and asked, "I take it Josh knows?"
"He does," Dr Arkwright said with a nod. He paused for a few moments and asked, "Is there anything you'd like to know, or to talk about?"
Mark took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then shook his head.
"Okay, well I know we were scheduled to meet again during your free period on Thursday, but I think it might be best if we bring it forward and have another chat tomorrow afternoon, give you some time to let it sink in and think of anything you'd like to talk about!"
"Would you like to stay down here for a while?" Mr Rudd asked, placing a hand on Mark's back.
"No, I... think I'd rather be around the others right now!" Mark said with a nod.
"I think that sounds like a good idea," Dr Arkwright said with a smile. As Mark stood, he added, "You know I'm just a message or phone call away any time if you need me!"
"I do. Thanks doc," Mark said with a grateful smile. He walked out the door and before he even knew what was happening, Josh had jumped at him. The smaller boy wrapped his arms around Mark's neck and his legs around his waist.
"Please don't be sad!" Josh pleaded as he clung on tightly.
Mark chuckled slightly at the affectionate attack. He wrapped one arm around Josh's back, the other reaching down to give his butt some support and hold him up. There was a momentary twinge of sadness at just how light Josh felt, but he pushed that thought aside and insisted, "It's okay, I'm fine!"
"You... are?" Josh asked, pulling back to frown at Mark in confusion.
Mark laughed at the reaction and said, "Wow, thanks for looking so disappointed that I'm fine!"
"Sorry," Josh chuckled.
"Obviously I'm not FINE fine, but... well, we kinda knew this was coming and I've been thinking a lot about it!" Mark explained, then quickly asked, "Mind if I put you down?"
"Oh, sorry," Josh laughed as he let go and slid down to the ground.
Mark reached out and stroked Josh's head, smirking a little at the remnants of the last thing someone had managed to doodle on Josh's head when he was sleeping, not fully washed off yet. "What I mean is... I know there's someone who's... well, not quite dead yet because of me, but soon enough! I KNOW that, but...I also know that because I did that... you're still here and... that's worth paying any price!"
The two boys stood silently for several moments, their eyes locked.
"I... I love..." Mark started, then sighed and continued, "I love all my friends and I'd do anything to protect them!"
Josh recoiled slightly, then forced a smile and said, "Yeah, yeah... friends... friends are... great!"
Once again they stood staring in silence.
Once again it was Mark that broke it as he said, "Come on, I heard Danny and Chris are planning a birthday surprise for Rob!" He offered his arm to Josh.
Josh looped his arm through Mark's and let out a gentle moan as he leaned against him, but covered it up by faking a cough before he asked, "What kind of surprise?"
"Don't know exactly," Mark said with a shrug, then smirked and added, "But considering who's it's for, I'd say they probably planned something nipple-related!"
Josh laughed heartily as he strolled towards the stairs, holding tightly onto Mark.
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/