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The Kingswood Complication
Chapter 26
SATURDAY 11 FEBRUARY 2023
"Enjoy your stay!" the handsome young man at the reception desk stated as he handed over the card keys to Brian.
Brian reached out for the keys and felt his fingers touch the receptionists' hand. He held it there for a moment as they made eye contact and both smiled coyly, then took the cards.
Chris smirked at his mentor and said, "So when they said this hotel was `Kingswood approved', I'm guessing that meant..."
"Everyone here's gay, hot and totally fucking horny?" Joseph interjected, "Yeah, seems like it!"
Joseph and Chris had been the source of most of the conversation during the entirety of the drive from Kingswood to the hotel where they were booked to stay in London. The short break was Brian's idea, a birthday present for Joseph who had turned eighteen the previous week. He had planned to keep the tickets he had booked for Wicked – Joseph's favourite musical – a secret until they got there, but once he invited Chris and Danny along, the plans for the trip had grown significantly and it had become necessary to fill Joseph in on the details. It hadn't made the gift any less welcome, and to say he was looking forward to the show was an understatement.
The journey hadn't really been awkward, but it also hadn't felt quite as comfortable as they would have liked. Brian and Danny had been back on good terms following their break-up for quite some time now, but they had not spent any significant amount of time together, so it was taking some getting used to.
The hotel they had booked at, The Remington, came recommended by Kingswood, primarily because it was part of a small chain owned and run by a couple of men who had been students at Kingswood in their youth. Aside from offering a better rate, it was verified to be thoroughly gay-safe.
"I know Brian hooking up with Jacek isn't the show we came to see, but it's still a show I wouldn't mind getting tickets to watch!" Chris said as they got into the lift.
"Is that his name?" Brian asked curiously.
"Yeah, said it on his name tag," Chris replied, "You'd know that if you'd looked anywhere other than his junk, ya perv!"
"Hey, I... also looked at his eyes!" Brian objected with a lop-sided grin.
"He DID have really pretty eyes!" Danny said with a nod.
"Heyyyy," Chris complained, pouting a little.
"You have pretty eyes too!" Danny said, offering a grin to his boyfriend.
Joseph threw an arm around Chris' shoulder and stated, "Nah, too little, too late. Looks like Chris is dumped. Whadda you say, big guy, should we hook up?"
"Ooh, now I DEFINITELY want tickets for that!" Chris joked.
"Wow, way to make me sound like a hooker!" Joseph said with an eye roll.
Brian shook his head as he reached out to nudge Joseph and said, "Hey, mate, don't worry. Nobody would EVER believe you're someone people pay to have sex with!"
"Thanks," Joseph replied, then frowned and said, "Hey, rude!"
As Chris and Danny both laughed, Brian looked at them. As he made eye contact with Danny, they both froze for a moment.
"Wow, is this the world's slowest lift?" Chris asked disapprovingly.
Joseph looked up and saw the display still showed they were on the ground floor. "Did anybody actually push the button?" he asked with a bemused headshake.
"I thought you did!" the other three all said at once.
"Ugh, this is gonna be a long four days!" Joseph sniggered as he reached out to push the button.
"Hey, that's not fair, you cheated!" Josh grumbled as he dropped the controller in his lap.
"How?" Mark asked incredulously as he shook his head, "How exactly did I cheat?"
"By... being better than me!" Josh pouted.
"Judge's verdict?" Mark asked, looking behind them.
"Judge doesn't care!" Archie replied with an eye roll. Archie Bailey was the only student aside from Josh and Mark who was staying at the school over the half-term break. He was a Year 11 boy that they both knew from rugby, though their familiarity was mostly through reputation as Archie was known for being aloof and indifferent to almost everything outside of rugby.
"I'm taking that as him agreeing with me!" Josh said with a grin.
"Yeah, totally not what he said," Mark said disapprovingly. "I won, fair and square, now you know the deal, winner stays on!"
Josh grumbled a little more but stood and handed the controller over to Archie, who gave a sarcastic, "Yay, my day is now complete!"
"Sarcasm is the lowest form of wit!" Mr Rudd stated as he walked up behind the three boys.
"That's about right, as these two are the lowest form of twits!" Archie replied flatly.
As Josh burst into snorts of laughter, Mark frowned and said, "Why are you laughing? He just insulted us!"
"True, but it was still funny," Josh said, still giggling.
"Ugh, it's gonna be a long week," Mr Rudd said with a lop-sided grin. He looked to Josh and said, "Looks like you're free, I wanted to chat. I've got news for you!"
Josh gasped as his eyes widened and he asked, "Results?"
"Yup," Mr Rudd replied. He nodded towards Mark and Archie who had just started playing, but Josh gave a shrug back to indicate he didn't mind them overhearing. "Doctor Julius has had a look at your tests and... he agreed you're good to start early!"
"YUSSSS!" Josh yelled happily.
Mark smirked a little and shook his head as he said, "Weird thing to cheer!"
Archie rolled his eyes and said, "Not that I care, but... what's he cheering?"
"I get to start my next round of chemo early. It starts tomorrow!" Josh said, almost bouncing for joy.
Archie frowned as he said, "Yeah, definitely weird!"
"Oh it gets weirder," Mark said quietly with a grin. He called back to Josh, "Hey, Josh, why did you want to start early?"
"Cos that way it's all done during half-term and I don't have to miss so many classes as I'll be recovering sooner after we start back!" Josh explained.
"Wow, that IS weirder!" Archie said, genuinely surprised, "Didn't take you for a study nerd!"
Mr Rudd just stood listening to the exchange with a bemused expression.
"I'm not. Most my classes are SO boring!" Josh groaned.
"Then... why..." Archie started, still confused.
"Cos if the options are being bored in class and actually living my life, or being bored in a bed too sick to do anything, which one would YOU choose?" Josh asked rhetorically.
"Huh, fair point," Archie conceded. "Maybe you're not as dim as you look!" he said with a teasing smirk.
"Umm, I'll have you know I'm EXACTLY as dim as I look, thank you!" Josh replied, knowing fully well what he was saying as he grinned at the chuckles it got.
"There's one other thing," Mr Rudd finally interjected. "I reckon I know the answer, but they've set this Friday as the date for..."
"Not going!" Josh snapped, having previously made his feelings on attending his brother's funeral well known.
Mark froze a little, then looked at the screen and deliberately killed his character.
"Okay, just thought I'd check," Mr Rudd said with a nod, "I'll go let them know!" He headed for the door.
"Well, I'm dead, here ya go!" Mark said as he thrust the controller at Josh.
Josh grinned excitedly as he jumped into Mark's seat and declared at Archie, "I'm gonna kick your ASS, Moody McCrankypants!"
"Call me that again and I'll kick your ass for real!" Archie scoffed.
"Pfft, even with the cancer I could take ya!" Josh stated confidently.
"Yeah, big talk for a guy with a picture of a dick on his head!" Archie sniggered.
Josh reached for his head, unaware he had been doodled on again, and yelled out, "Motherfuckers!"
Out in the hall, Mr Rudd stopped when he heard Mark call out, "Sir!"
"Mmm-huh," Mr Rudd said as he turned to see Mark approaching. "Everything okay?" he asked as he saw the boy's expression.
"Umm, yeah, it's just... I was wondering if there was any way you could ask..." Mark paused mid-sentence, feeling inordinately awkward. He took a breath and resumed, "Umm, any way you could ask if they might be okay with... ME going to Tate's funeral?" As Mr Rudd's eyes widened at the question, Mark flinched a little as he added, "And also... not tell Josh about it!"
As the lights came up for intermission of Wicked and the audience began to disperse, Danny discretely wiped a tear from the corner of his eye, cleared his throat and said, "I guess it's okay so far! Whadda you guys..." He stopped mid-sentence as he saw Chris and Joseph both staring at the stage, cheeks streaked with tears. "Oh for god's sake," he said with a smirk.
"Don't judge me!" Chris snapped, "Did you not HEAR the song? She was DEFYING GRAVITY!"
Danny looked past the two teary teens to Brian who was smirking a little. He grinned at Danny and shook his head. "Come on, why don't we leave these two to nerd out while we grab some drinks! I think they need to rehydrate for the second half!"
"You're not funny," Joseph scowled.
"I wasn't joking," Brian replied as he walked past them, getting a snigger from Danny. As they headed across to the aisle, he glanced back at Joseph and Chris who had immediately burst into excitable conversation about the show, then back to Danny and said, "I saw you wipe that tear away!"
"That was... allergies!" Danny lied poorly.
"What are you allergic to, squirt? Emotions?" Brian teased.
"Fuck off!" Danny replied, but cringed a little as he heard a tut from a woman sitting nearby with a young child. "Sorry," he said sheepishly as they hurried on with Brian sniggering.
"Way to go, dingus!" Brian said as they headed out into the busy foyer.
"I miss that!" Danny stated with a slight sigh.
"Swearing in front of children?" Brian asked with a shrug.
Danny rolled his eyes and said, "No. You... calling me stupid names!"
"I'm sure you get called plenty of other stupid names," Brian said dismissively.
"Yeah, but when you do it it's because I know you like me, not because you hate me!" Danny sighed.
"Why, who's calling you names that hates you?" Brian asked, pausing to stop and place a hand on Danny's shoulder.
"Oh, nobody," Danny lied, "Doesn't matter. This week's about having fun. Everything else can stay at school!"
"So there IS something," Brian said, raising his eyebrows as they moved aside to stand clear of the main bustle of the crowd.
"Ugh, sorry," Danny huffed, "I keep bringing it up when I don't actually wanna talk about it and I'm actually starting to annoy myself now! Seriously, don't worry about it. I'm just... gonna have a fun week and that's that!"
"You on meds, or just talking therapy?" Brian asked bluntly.
Danny recoiled slightly, his eyes wide. "Who... did someone... how..." he stuttered.
"Nobody told me, I just know you, remember!" Brian said with a fond smile. "Besides, when you've been there, you tend to recognise it in others a bit more easily!"
"You... have depression too?" Danny asked in shock, then let out a gentle whine and added, "Because of me?"
"Yes I do, but don't flatter yourself!" Brian said with a wry grin, "Although I'm not gonna lie, our break-up definitely... set me back a bit with it! But mine was mostly when I was younger. Year eight was... not a good year for me!"
"Y'know sometimes I forget you actually had a life before me and Chris showed up!" Danny chuckled, getting a grin and nod in return. He reached out to take Brian's hand and said softly, "You... never told me!"
"I never told anyone!" Brian shrugged.
"Then why tell me now?" Danny asked curiously.
"I may not be your mentor... or your boyfriend..." Brian said, hesitating just a moment to let the comment sink in more for his own benefit than Danny's, "But I still love you and I still wanna look out for you and I thought maybe talking about it with someone who knows a bit about how it feels might help you!"
Danny sniffed slightly.
"Allergies?" Brian smirked.
"Shut up," Danny pouted with a reluctant smile. "But yeah, maybe we can talk more... about both of us!"
"I'd like that!" Brian said, then pulled Danny into a hug. After holding him for a few seconds, he whispered, "And I miss calling you names too, little dude!"
Danny tightened his grip slightly as he recognised the name as the first thing Brian had ever called him.
"Come on then, big guy," Brian teased, "Let's go get those drinks!"
SUNDAY 12 FEBRUARY 2023
Mikey had slowly made his way down the stairs. He had woken up alone in Nicky's bed, but considering how sleepy his new medication was making him, he didn't really expect Nicky to linger around waiting for him to wake up.
They had gotten to Nicky's house the previous afternoon, though Mikey had slept through most of the journey and ended up going to bed quite early, so he hadn't really had a chance to spend much time with Nicky's parents – Jenny and Carl – yet, which was a shame as they were two of his favourite adults. As he peered around the doorway of the lounge, he found Nicky sat in an armchair with his parents across the room on the sofa.
"Thought I heard you," Nicky said with a smile as his eye was caught by the shock of messy ginger hair.
"We were just talking about you!" Carl said with a gentle nod.
"About... me?" Mikey asked, pausing as he stepped into the room. He looked at Nicky, slightly haunted, and started, "You mean my..." but he was cut off by a nod from Nicky. "You said you'd let me tell them!" he said, looking slightly dismayed.
"No, it wasn't me," Nicky insisted, "Your parents..."
"My parents!" Mikey interjected, scowling for a moment before he shook his head a little. He had spent years despising them, only to find out that most of the reason for it wasn't even real, just one of the many revelations that had come from the diagnosis of his schizophrenia, and something he still struggled to get his head around. Paranoia and delusions were something that seemed to have been plaguing him for years without even realising, and getting used to the fact that things weren't quite the way he thought they were was taking some adjustment.
"They just thought we should know," Jenny said softly.
Mikey stepped forward, suddenly panting slightly as anxiety washed over him. "I... I'm sorry, I promise, I'm... I wouldn't... I won't hurt anyone, or Nicky or... or..."
"Hey, hey, hey," Carl said as he jumped up from his seat to put a hand on Mikey's shoulder, "It's not like that, Mikey. They didn't tell us to WARN us, we don't think you're dangerous. They told us because they know we care about you and so we could look out for you while you're here, that's all!"
"You... it's... it's not... a problem?" Mikey panted, still anxious despite the reassurance.
"Oh, honey, no," Jenny said shaking her head, "Come here!" She patted the seat between herself and where Carl had been sitting.
Mikey glanced over to Nicky and got a nod and a smile, so he approached and sat down as Carl returned to his seat. He cowered slightly between the two adults.
Jenny reached out and rubbed the nervous teen's back as she said, "Michael, you're Nicky's best friend and we care about you a great deal. All we want is for you to enjoy your time here and be happy. That's all that matters to us, okay?"
Mikey nodded as a smile spread across his face.
"We're here for anything you need!" Carl added supportively.
Mikey turned his head to the man as he spoke and offered him a smile too.
"Personally, I think they should kick you out, but clearly I'm outvoted!" Nicky said with a shrug and a smirk.
"Nicholas!" Jenny snapped disapprovingly.
"He knows I'm kidding!" Nicky said as he got a giggle from Mikey.
"Hmm, I don't know," Carl mused, "That was pretty mean. Maybe we should consider leaving you behind when we go to Splashland!"
Mikey let out an incoherent grunt as he looked round at Carl, eyes wide.
"Oh, didn't we mention our plans for today?" Carl asked with a broad grin, fully aware of Mikey's love for the nearby water park.
"No!" Mikey squeaked, "Are we really going?"
"WE are!" Carl said, throwing an arm around Mikey, then smirked across at his son and said, "But maybe not Nicky!"
"No, it's okay, I forgive him!" Mikey said, jumping to his feet.
"Well okay then," Carl chuckled, "Get your stuff ready and we'll head out in a bit!"
Mikey rushed over and grabbed Nicky, dragging him out of the room excitedly as he shouted back to the two adults, "Thanks, you're the best!"
As they got into Nicky's room, Nicky's smile had dropped a little, despite the way Mikey was excitedly scurrying round to get ready. "Hey, do you... think I've got time to shave?" he asked gingerly.
Mikey stopped in front of Nicky and looked at his chin and said, "You don't need to. I got more facial hair than you right now, and I ain't even grown any yet!"
Nicky sniggered as he reached up to stroke Mikey's smooth cheek, then sighed a little as he said, "I meant... this!" He lifted the front of his t-shirt to reveal his torso. His chest had a fine layer of hair across it, particularly heavy right in the centre and around his nipples, with a dark trail running down his stomach, getting heavier at his navel before disappearing down into his shorts.
"Why? I thought you were OVER that whole... thing!" Mikey said, feeling a little bad for putting it so bluntly but unsure how to elaborate.
"I am," Nicky said, then frowned as he added, "At Kingswood!" He dropped his t-shirt and said, "Out in the real world, I'm... still the freakishly hairy kid!"
Mikey pursed his lips for a moment as he looked Nicky up and down and said, "You're fifteen now, that's not CRAZY young to be hairy. Besides, you're like three metres tall!"
"Two," Nicky corrected him.
"Whatever!" Mikey shrugged. "You're tall and you can pass for older. The only reason anyone's gonna be looking at you is cos they're thinking `fuck me, he's hot' and nothing else!"
"I'm not hot!" Nicky said, shaking his head.
"Are you calling me a liar?" Mikey asked sharply.
Nicky smirked reluctantly and started, "No, but..."
"Nope!" Mikey snapped. "Don't wanna hear it. You just gotta be brave!" he insisted. As he saw Nicky looking somewhere between unconvinced and annoyed, he smiled broadly and said, "Look, you've helped me be brave with my stuff, now let me help you be brave with this! Think of getting your kit off at Splashland as your own version of taking a pill. Let me help you swallow!"
Nicky raised his eyebrows at the choice of words.
"I said what I said," Mikey said, grinning devilishly.
"Well, who can resist an offer like that!" Nicky said with a shrug, "Come on then, let's get ready!"
"Yusss!" Mikey declared happily.
"It has virtually no actual dialogue!" Joseph declared excitedly, "Pretty much ALL of it gets sung!" He was bouncing excitedly at the prospect of their second musical of the trip.
"That's so cool!" Chris declared with equal anticipation.
"Yeah, so cool," Danny said with a slight smirk to Brian.
"So cool I may need a shower to warm back up," Brian said sarcastically as he headed for the bathroom of their hotel room. "I'll probably be done..." he paused and looked to Danny as he asked, "How long d'ya think they're gonna be talking about it?"
"No idea, but that's gonna be a long fucking shower!" Danny smirked.
Brian laughed and disappeared into the bathroom.
As Chris and Joseph continued chattering excitedly about the matinee show they would soon be heading out for, Danny pulled out his phone as he spread out on the double bed he had been sharing with Chris. He had messages from a few of his dormmates which he quickly tapped out replies to. He had a football-related message from Finn which he eagerly answered.
The most interesting one he had was from Charlie, the captain of the King Edwards Year 10 football team. Last time they had met, they had agreed to make a bet on their match in the upcoming second round of the football tournament. There was going to be one bet between their respective teams, which their teammates had been tasked with choosing the forfeits for, but Charlie had also offered a separate, personal bet with Danny too. [U thought about what u wanna make me do if u get through to the final and we dont? I guess you can really pick anything, cos its not happening! Haha!] Charlie taunted.
[Thought about it. Not decided anything, and I'm totally winning the bet! Why, are u `thinking' about it a lot LOLOLOL] Danny replied. He saw the message almost instantly show as read, followed by an icon popping up to show Charlie was already typing a reply, so he waited for it.
[You wish, gayboy. But I've had a few ideas. I don't wanna make them too small and have you come out with something massive!] Charlie replied.
[If you want massive, I can show u massive!] Danny sent with a whole line of winking emojis.
[Yeah, I've seen it mate, don't promise what u can't deliver!] Charlie replied.
[Rude! I'm bigger than you... probably. Feel free to show me so I can compare!] Danny sent back, feeling a slight stir at the thought of the opposing captain's dick.
[Yeah, u wanna see my goods, win the bet, perv! But for now, I gotta go. Cya!] Charlie signed off.
Danny chuckled as he put down his phone. Chris and Joseph were still chattering obsessively, so he let out a sigh and looked in the direction of the bathroom where he could hear the shower running. He walked along and saw the door was left slightly open. It was a trait that many of the Kingswood boys seemed to share. Locking doors at school was a rare thing, and a hard habit to break out in the `real world'. Cautiously pushing it open, he saw the silhouette of Brian showering through the frosted glass screen.
"Hey, mind if I come in?" Danny asked.
"In the bathroom or in the shower?" Brian called out, then added, "Wait, it's fine either way!"
Danny laughed as he walked in and closed the door, then put the lid down on the toilet and sat on it as he said, "I'll shower later!"
"Those two still going at it?" Brian asked.
"Oh my god, they don't stop. I'm totally sitting next to you tonight so we can talk when it gets boring!" Danny said with a dismissive headshake.
"You know you'll enjoy it as much as you enjoyed Wicked. Not liking stuff isn't cool, ya know!" Brian replied.
"Shut up, don't go using... like... facts against me!" Danny argued badly.
"Sorry," Brian sniggered. "Hey, since I've got you alone, I just wondered if you wanted to talk more? Y'know, about what we talked about last night!"
Danny sighed heartily and replied, "Not really!" He paused a moment, then continued, "I will, I just... kinda take my time with that stuff!"
"Fair," Brian replied. Suddenly the shower screen slid aside and, still concealed by the other half, he asked, "We could... pass the time another way. You sure you wanna shower later?" There was no answer. Brian remained in place for a minute, still hearing nothing. Through the double layer of frosted and misted screen, he couldn't even see if Danny was still there. Just as he was deciding to take the silence as an answer and started closing the door, he felt it stop and Danny stepped into the shower cubicle.
"I could... shower now!" Danny said as his eyes roamed down Brian's body and back up to his face.
As Brian leaned over to close the screen, his head moved alongside Danny's. As he let go of the screen, he looked down at Danny's bare neck. He inhaled slightly and got a nose-full of steam, the scent of his own shower gel and an unmistakable hit of Danny. He let out a shuddery breath and pulled back as he let himself look the younger boy up and down.
Danny gulped as he looked at his ex-boyfriend. "If... if this is too hard for you..." he started.
"It's not," Brian quickly replied. He hesitated for a moment, then smirked as he reached down to grasp at his rapidly-thickened cock and said, "Well, THAT'S hard, but..." He got a chuckle from Danny and finished, "... But no, this is fine!"
Danny smiled and leaned forward, going up onto tip-toes as he approached Brian, but quickly felt a hand on his chest pushing him back. Brian didn't say anything, but Danny understood the intent and aborted the attempted kiss. Instead, he reached down to grasp at Brian's thick cock and let out a happy groan as he felt Brian's fingers wrapping around his erection.
As the water rained down from above, the two teens shifted slightly so their sides were pressed together as they masturbated each other. It felt alien yet familiar at the same time, a mixture of joyful and sad, exciting and a little bit wrong. However confusing it felt, it was still undeniably enjoyable as both boys seemed keen to inflict an orgasm as quickly as possible. Without speaking it, it became a race to the finish line, who could make the other cum first.
Danny was first to shoot, spraying the shower screen with thick globs of spunk that immediately started washing away, gasping and panting heavily as his knees felt a little weak. Despite his enjoyment and distraction, he kept up the pace on Brian and moments later his own load was washing down the drain with Danny's.
Slightly awkward as they came down from their orgasmic highs, Brian said, "I'm... umm... I'm all done. Shower's all yours!"
"Thanks," Danny said a little sheepishly as Brian slid past him and got out.
"Excuse me," Mikey said to the young lifeguard supervising the riders going down the water slide, "Were you looking at my friend cos you think he's hot or cos you think he looks weird?"
"Oh my god, shut up," Nicky hissed as he shoved Mikey towards the ride.
The lifeguard was blushing and there were a few sniggers from the people behind them in the queue as Mikey was signalled to proceed and disappeared into the slide.
The lifeguard took a surreptitious step towards Nicky and whispered, "Umm, it was the first one. I'd rather you think I'm a perv than mean!"
Nicky blushed profusely but smiled and nodded as he got in place and pushed off as he got the signal it was clear to proceed. As he sped through the plastic tunnel, he was already deliberating whether to actually drown Mikey or not when he got to the bottom. As he emerged from the end of the ride and splashed down, he quickly stood up and looked round to see Mikey stood nearby. "You're a bastard!" Nicky scowled.
Mikey looked absolutely crestfallen at both the comment and look on Nicky's face.
"Oh," Nicky said, his anger dropping away as they moved to the side of the pool, "Was that... weren't you trying to embarrass me?"
"No, I was trying to help," Mikey said sadly, "I'm sorry, I know you were worried about what people think so I... I just... wanted someone to tell you the same thing I was! I'm sorry."
"Aww, it's okay," Nicky said as he reached out under the water to touch Mikey's arm gently, "He did actually say he thought I was hot so... mission accomplished I suppose!"
"Good," Mikey said, still looking sad despite the smile.
Nicky let out a gentle sigh and started moving away, cocking his head to indicate Mikey to follow. They climbed out of the pool that the water slides exited into and headed over into the large wave pool instead, though rather than going in deep, Nicky stopped in the shallows, with the water roughly knee-deep and sat down.
"What's going on?" Mikey asked curiously as he sat down beside him.
"Just taking a break from the action," Nicky said with a shrug, "And I figured it'd be a good time to talk about how it's going."
"How what's going?" Mikey asked elusively, but pouted and let out a slight groan as he saw the incredulous look on Nicky's face.
"You've been on the meds for a week now," Nicky stated, not even needing to add any actual question to the statement for his intent to be obvious.
"It's... quiet," Mikey said wistfully. As Nicky looked round at the large crowd of people around them, filling the area with raucous noise, Mikey tapped his temple and said, "In here!"
"So are the voices just... gone?" Nicky asked curiously. Mikey still hadn't spoken about them much, about what he heard or what they sounded like or even what they said to him, so he didn't really know what to expect.
"No, not gone, not totally" Mikey said, shaking his head. "Like... before, they were always there in a way. If I was, like, calm and happy and all that, it'd just be like a little whisper, usually telling me the right thing to do or say and when I got stressed or scared or... bored, I suppose, it could get louder and... meaner."
"That sounds really... confusing," Nicky said sympathetically.
"Yeah, that's the thing though! Most of the time it wasn't!" Mikey stated. "Yeah, if they were shouting at me and telling me I was shit, that wasn't exactly fun, but most of the time they were... helpful. Now the loud voices don't get so loud and the quiet voices, I kinda can't hear anymore and..." He stopped, getting a little tearful until he forced himself not to, reluctant to cry in a busy place. As he felt Nicky's hand rest on his leg, he took a breath and said, "This'll sound so stupid but... I miss them!" He sniffed and continued, "I miss... having them tell me stuff I need to know or... suggesting what I should say or... just... being there, and it's SO quiet!"
"I wish I could do more to help," Nicky sighed.
"You do!" Mikey insisted, "Being happy helps and... being around you always makes me happy!"
"Aww, now ya see, that was TOTALLY the right thing to say and you didn't need any voices to tell you that, did you?" Nicky grinned.
"I guess not," Mikey giggled. "Fuck!" he suddenly grunted.
"What?" Nicky asked urgently, then followed Mikey's gaze across the pool to three other teens who were splashing around. "Fuck!" Nicky repeated, recognising three of his old friends, Brad, Vinnie and Chris.
The last time Nicky had seen them, he had just pulled Mikey off them after he started attacking them. At the time, he had blamed it all on Mikey, though he had later learned the truth. Mikey had overheard the three boys talking and heard them refer to Nicky (and Mikey) as fags', though that was a fairly minor transgression compared to the proclamation one of them had made that the wrong twin died, it shoulda been Nicky'.
The old Nicky would have instantly run a mile at the sight of his old friends, terrified of confrontation, but Nicky wasn't the same boy he had been two years ago. In that moment, he actually wanted to approach the three teens and tell them exactly what he thought of them. It was only Mikey's presence that was holding him back. He had spent years drumming into Mikey that violence was rarely the right move, and that felt especially significant now with Mikey's diagnosis as his biggest fear seemed to have become the possibility he might be dangerous to other people. "Come on, I fancy a ride on the lazy river!" he said as he stood and turned away from his former friends, positioning himself between them and Mikey.
Mikey nodded as he stood, not saying anything.
As they quickly walked along, Mikey elbowed Nicky gently and asked, "You okay?"
"Yeah, just... not in the mood to ruin our day by bumping into those cunts!" Nicky scowled.
"Well if we... REALLY wanna make sure we don't, we could always go find somewhere private and I could... ride the lazy Nicky!" Mikey suggested with an impish smile.
"There you go again knowing EXACTLY the right thing to say without ANY help!" Nicky said, immediately diverting back towards the changing rooms.
"That's not me knowing the right thing to say, it's just from living where we do. If there's a problem, sex always helps!" Mikey sniggered.
"Ah, the Kingswood Effect strikes again!" Nicky said happily as they entered the changing area.
Rather than separate locker rooms, it was just a single large area filled with private cubicles and rows of lockers. Eager to get started, Nicky and Mikey headed into one of the first vacant cubicles they came across and eagerly shut the door. They were happily kissing before either of them started trying to undress. Once they did and realised the difficulty of pulling down the wet shorts they burst into fits of giggles and broke the embrace to strip off.
"Shorts AND speedos!" Mikey exclaimed as he saw Nicky undressing. They had both worn their swim shorts on the way to the water park to avoid changing when they got there, so Mikey had not seen him getting dressed.
"Well yeah," Nicky shrugged, "Even with the shorts, this thing's pretty much on display!" He grabbed at his meaty cock, just beginning to swell at the prospect of what was to come.
"If I had that thing, I'd want EVERYONE to see it!" Mikey said confidently, but then cocked his head and said, "But I know that's not how you feel so... I'm glad you're at least displaying it for me!"
"Cute," Nicky chuckled, then furrowed his brow a little as he said quietly, "Hey, I know you said you'd ride me but... no lube, and I think we learned from that time after PE that pool water does NOT make good lubricant!"
"Eesh, yeah, that's a mistake you only make once," Mikey winced as they put aside their wet swimwear, "Well... I guess I'll have to try... something else!" He winked as he licked his lips.
"Well, if you insist," Nicky said wryly as he watched Mikey squat down. Leaning back against the wall, Nicky closed his eyes, willing himself to forget his three former friends and to just enjoy what Mikey was doing. The tongue gently circling the head of his cock certainly made that easier. Reaching down, he contentedly stroked his fingers through Mikey's wettened hair.
Mikey remained happily on his knees sucking away at the top half of Nicky's dick while allowing a hand to stroke and massage the rest. Working away at it for a few minutes, he was eventually rewarded by muted moans from above as Nicky fought to remain discrete, and a throbbing cock-full of spunk shot into his mouth. With no other way to dispose of it, he just swallowed it down before releasing the sensitive, post-orgasmic prick from between his lips.
"Ugh, that was good," Nicky sighed dreamily as he pulled Mikey up onto his feet. "Now whadda you say I return the favour?" he suggested as he reached out for Mikey's dick.
Mikey winced a little as he felt Nicky's fingers grasp at his flaccid cock, hanging small and cold and wet. He leaned against Nicky and closed his eyes as he felt the other boy begin to tug at it.
After a minute with a still-soft cock between his fingers, Nicky asked softly, "You okay?"
<<HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!>>
"Yeah, just... not in the mood I guess," Mikey shrugged, then quickly added, "We should go back out. We can't stay in here all day!"
Nicky sensed the discomfort from Mikey but didn't press the matter. Instead, he slipped his arms around the naked boy and held him for a moment as he said, "We could stay in here all day, actually. I can think of worse things!" he planted a kiss on top of his best friend's head.
Mikey chuckled, then suddenly pulled away and said, "Wait, where's our stuff?"
They pulled apart and both looked round, finding no sign of their discarded swimwear.
"Fuck!" Nicky exclaimed. He dropped to his knees to try and look under the partitions to the neighbouring cubicles. "There!" he declared as he spotted them. They were across the open area outside of the cubicle, on the floor in front of a row of lockers.
Mikey dropped down and looked too, then stood up shaking his head as he said, "I'll get them!" he unlocked the cubicle door, cupped his hands over his cock and dashed out. The moment he stepped out, the clothing was snatched up by a teenage boy about a year younger than Mikey.
"Lose something?" the stranger taunted.
<<What ya gonna do, ya limp-dicked pansy?>>
"Naked or not, I'll chase you and when I catch you I'll rip your fucking arms off and beat you to death with them, you pathetic little cunt!" Mikey snarled.
"Jesus!" the boy gasped, wide-eyed. "I was only kidding around ya freaking psycho!" he said as he threw the wet clothing at Mikey and ran off.
Suddenly drawing amused looks and sniggers from a group who walked around the corner, Mikey yelled out, "STOP FUCKING LAUGHING AT ME!" and stormed into the cubicle next to Nicky's. He started crying as he kicked Nicky's shorts and speedo under the partition and began pulling on his own shorts. Struggling to get the wet material to comply, he made several attempts before giving up and throwing them at the door.
A moment later, there was a gentle knock at the door as a hand reached beneath it to pick up the shorts.
Sniffing heavily, Mikey reached out and unlocked the door and stepped back as Nicky walked in and locked it behind him. "I'm sorry," Mikey whimpered.
"It's okay," Nicky reassured him gently, then straightened out the shorts and held them out for Mikey to step into. He pulled them up and then wrapped his arms around Mikey as he said, "It's gonna be okay!"
<<He's scared of you again. It's obvious. He's gonna tell his parents and they're gonna kick you out!>>
"No, they're not!" Mikey whimpered.
"Voices?" Nicky asked cautiously.
"Mmm-huh," Mikey hummed as he held on tightly.
"Come on, let's go do something fun to shut them up then!" Nicky said as he pulled back and offered a gentle smile. It got a nod in return.
"The guy playing Hamilton is SO good!" Joseph whispered across the room to the other bed.
There was a sudden growl from beside him. Brian had been trying to get to sleep for a while now, but the constant excitable chattering between Joseph and Chris didn't seem to stop, regardless of his threats against them. He had finally reached breaking point. He climbed out of bed, moved round to the gap in the middle and pulled back the covers over Chris.
"What are you... woah!" Chris yelped as Brian reached down and picked him up.
Brian stepped back across the room, threw Chris down on top of Joseph and said, "You two talk as much as you fucking like... quietly! I'm going to sleep!" He turned and took Chris's place, pulling the covers over him as he got comfortable next to Danny.
"That was brilliant!" Danny giggled, but the growl he got from Brian quickly silenced him.
With the two talkers quietly whispering away across the room, Danny and Brian soon got to sleep. Once they finished chatting, Joseph and Chris did the same and peace fell over the room.
About an hour after the last of them had fallen asleep, Brian was awoken by a noise from his side. Frustrated and ready to hit someone, he noticed Danny was stirring, whimpering heavily in what looked to be the throes of a particularly unpleasant dream. He reached out and grabbed the younger boy's shoulder and shook gently as he whispered, "Danny!"
"Wha..." Danny gasped as he awoke, looking round in confusion. As the realisation struck that the nightmarish visions had been nothing more than a dream, he flopped down limply. Panting slightly, he looked to Brian and said, "Sorry for waking you!"
"S'okay," Brian said softly. He wanted to be annoyed, but even in the low light he could see the distress on Danny's face. He slipped an arm under the younger boy's neck and wrapped his other one over him, pulling him into a cuddle.
They remained together for several silent minutes. Unsure if Danny had fallen back to sleep, Brian whispered softly, "I miss you so much!"
Danny nodded gently, clearly awake, and replied, "I miss you too!"
"You know I still love you!" Brian said wistfully, but quickly added, "And that's not me saying I want us to get back together. I don't, and I'd never do that to Chris anyway, it's just... I wanted to say it!"
"I get it," Danny said back, stroking Brian's stomach delicately, "And it's a nice thing to hear. I... still love you too!"
"But that's not you saying you want us to get back together," Brian chuckled. As he got continued silence in return, he added a cautious, "Right?"
"I don't know," Danny sighed. "I don't think so, it's just...the last time I felt happy, like... fully, completely happy, I was... with you!"
"Yeah, okay, we're not going there!" Brian said, pulling away slightly as he shook his head.
Danny cringed a little as he started, "Sorry, I didn't mean..."
"No," Brian interjected, "What I mean is... that sounds like the depression talking. It's... horrible because it makes you... see things differently and, usually not for the better. You're not depressed because you're with Chris, you're with Chris AND you're depressed. Don't let it fuck up YOUR big chance like mine did!"
"Whadda you mean?" Danny asked, recoiling a little, "What big chance did you miss?"
"We're not talking about me!" Brian insisted.
"We are now!" Danny said with a firm nod. "Come on, talk to me!" he pleaded.
Brian sighed as he lifted his head and looked across the room to make sure there was no sign of Joseph or Chris waking up, then looked back to Danny and said, "Me and Joe, we're... we're like you and Chris!"
"Duh!" Danny replied bluntly.
Brian rolled his eyes a little and said, "Shut up. I just mean... we started in year seven and we were best friends from day one and everyone was SO sure me and him'd end up together!"
"I know HE would've liked that!" Danny said with a nod.
"So would I!" Brian said sadly, "But... it never happened!"
Danny raised his hand a little, stroking Brian's chest now as he asked, "Why not?"
"Depression!" Brian sighed, shaking his head. "It hit me hard and... I didn't do anything about it and I just kinda... closed myself off. I missed my chance with him because I didn't deal with it and... I HATE the thought of things going wrong with you and Chris because of the same fucking disease!"
"I understand," Danny said with a thoughtful nod, then raised his hand further to rest on Brian's cheek and said, "But you're wrong!"
"How?" Brian asked incredulously.
"You didn't miss your chance," Danny said firmly, "You may have missed A chance, maybe a few chances, but... there's always more!"
"It's too late," Brian sighed. "We've only got a few months left here and then we're probably not even going to the same Uni, so... yeah, it IS too late!"
"You said you're like me and Chris, right?" Danny asked, getting a reluctant nod from Brian. "Well if we made it to year thirteen without getting together and the chance came up, I'd take it, and so would Chris and if we went to different Universities, then... fuck it, we'd find a way to make it work, because me and him are forever, through anything, no matter what and if you're like us then... find a fucking way!"
Brian chuckled a little, "I get your point, but... I dunno, I'll have to think about it! But you DID answer something else!" As Danny looked at him curiously, he said, "You said you still love me and I asked if that's your way as saying you want us to get back together! Well... thinking about what you just said about Chris..."
"I don't!" Danny said with an emphatic nod, "You're right. I DO love you but... yeah, it's me and Chris, forever, and... fuck the depression. It's me and Chris to the end!"
"Good!" Brian said, then leaned in to plant a delicate kiss on Danny's cheek.
"But... we ARE still open," Danny grinned, "And we're both awake... and in the same bed..."
"Top or bottom?" Brian asked without a moment's hesitation.
"Why not both?" Danny suggested happily.
Brian grabbed Danny and nuzzled his face into the younger boy's neck for a moment before he growled, "I have ALWAYS liked the way you think! Do you have any..." Before he could even finish the question, Danny had pulled lubricant out to offer to the older teen, who had to suppress a laugh. "Always prepared," he whispered with a low chuckle. "Come on, you do me first," Brian said as he started pushing down his boxers.
"Gladly!" Danny replied, copying the gesture. While Danny was officially versatile, he had only topped a few people ever, including Brian. It wasn't something he had deliberately planned, but it had simply ended up with him usually only fucking people he really cared about, so it felt right to do it now, after what they had talked about.
After a quick stroke to get himself full firmness and lubricating himself, Danny started pulling himself against Brian who was lying on his side, butt pushed back. Slowly pushing himself in, he felt his cock begin to slide into his former lover. Gripping tightly onto the older boy as he playfully nibbled at his neck, Danny worked his way fully in and back out again. Hearing a sigh of contentment from the body beside him, he repeated the gesture a little quicker.
Brian mewed contentedly as the younger teen impaled him. Unlike Danny, Brian's sexual partners consisted of a much smaller number, and even fewer he had been fucked by. He enjoyed topping, or rather, he enjoyed fucking Danny, but also enjoyed... making love to Joseph! "Fuck!" Brian whispered as the thought popped into his head. He didn't just fuck Joseph, they made love... or was that all in his head? Was he imagining it because of the things Danny had said? Staring across the dark room to the shape of Joseph sleeping beside Chris, he couldn't stop thinking about his best friend. Even as he heard Danny begin to let out the telltale noises of an imminent release, his focus remained fixed on Joseph.
"Ahhh yusss," Danny hissed as he tensed up and began to shoot inside Brian, his cheek pressed against the older boy's muscular back. "My turn!" he whispered barely moments after he finished cumming.
As Brian rolled onto his back, Danny climbed on with a handful of lubricant that he massaged onto Brian's throbbing cock, then lowered himself onto it.
"Oh my god, your butt really is your most amazing feature!" Brian gasped as he felt himself slide inside the smaller boy. He grinned and reached up to grasp Danny's chest and added, "I mean, the rest of you is great, but that butt! Fucking hell!"
"Thanks," Danny giggled as he started bouncing. "The question is... how does it compare to... someone else's?"
Brian sighed as he saw Danny unsubtly look round at the two sleeping teens. Danny's butt was nothing short of majestic, and it felt exciting and familiar and horny to be fucking it again and yet... his head lolled to the side to watch Joseph. He just let out a gentle whimper as Danny continued riding him.
TUESDAY 14 FEBRUARY 2023
Rob flopped face down onto his bed as he ended the call. It was valentines day and he wasn't with either of his boyfriends, which was less than ideal. On the bright side, he would be reunited with his two partners in just five days, but on the less bright side, five days is a REALLY long fucking time. As he rolled onto his back and considered what to do with his morning, he decided to work on his reading for the next book club assignment, but as he sat up to look for his tablet it was nowhere in sight. "Milo," he growled.
Rob was always hyper-organised, in pretty much everything he did, while his little brother was the opposite. It was why he had managed to leave his own tablet at school which had led to him `borrowing' Rob's on multiple occasions already. Knowing Milo had gone out earlier, leaving Rob alone in the house, Rob marched straight across the hallway and into Milo's room.
Milo hated anyone going into his room, but Rob figured if Milo had an issue with it, then he only had himself to blame. If he had brought his own tablet home, or at least had the decency to return Rob's after using it, then he wouldn't have to go in there. As he stepped inside the younger boy's room, he grimaced at the mess. How anyone could live like that was beyond him. There were clothes everywhere, the bed wasn't made, the curtains weren't open, glasses and dishes were strewn around, some empty, some not. Beside the bed was a small pile of screwed up tissues and a bottle of lubricant.
Shaking his head disapprovingly, Rob actually considered tidying the room, but resisted and instead headed for the desk where he spotted his tablet. As he picked it up, a pile of junk toppled and knocked the mouse for the PC and the screen came on. With his goal achieved, Rob turned away, but stopped as it registered what he had seen. The PC was unlocked and displaying Milo's messenger. Rob knew he shouldn't, but curiosity got the better of him and he moved back to start looking at it.
He didn't even have to look for long before he found what he was looking for... or was it what he hoped NOT to find!? The latest conversation was with Ivan, whom Milo had gone to meet based on the last couple of messages. Rob felt a pang of guilt. He had beaten Ivan up a few months earlier after finding him fucking Milo. They had been friends before that, suck buddies even. Curious about any conversation on the subject, he searched his own name and the chat scrolled to the last mention of him. It was just general chatter, but he eventually got back to the time of the incident.
Rob had prepared himself to read some pretty harsh stuff, but he was surprised to see Ivan didn't actually say anything bad about him. Most of the vitriol came from Milo, who was not shy about expressing how angry he was with Rob. Though they had since made up, Rob still felt bad about it. He kept clicking to see previous results and found himself up at the very start of their first conversation. It was Sunday 18 April 2021. The first message was sent by Milo and stated, [Hi, this is Milo, Rob's little brother. He went back to school today and won't be home again for a while. Maybe we could hang out some time instead!]
Rob scrolled down and found the two had seemingly become close friends after that, though it didn't take long before innocent chatter became something more sexual. Whatever had triggered the jump from platonic to intimate, it had clearly happened in person as there was no sign of it in the chat.
Pushed on by his curiosity, Rob started looking at some of the other chats. With a mixture of shock and concern, he found chat after chat of Milo arranging hookups. Some were with boys his own age, but some appeared to be older, even a few adults! One sentence stuck out as Rob read it, [I learned all about sex from my big brother!] It was a line Milo used a lot when talking to new guys and it mirrored something he had actually said recently, "Where d'ya think I learned all this!"
Rob felt nauseous. It was all from that Easter break in Year 8. Rob, finally able to explore his burgeoning sex life, had basically ditched Milo for most of that time to hook up with Ivan. That was the example he had set, and it looked like it had stuck! The problem was, what could he really do with this information? He had massively fallen out with Milo once over his sex life, and subsequently promised to stay out of it, but was this something he actually should be interfering with?
"ROB? ARE YOU HOME?" Milo suddenly called out.
"Fuck!" Rob grunted. Intervening or not, being in Milo's room and snooping at his conversations was a guaranteed falling out! He quickly closed the chats he had been looking at, hoping to get things back to how they had been before he started looking. He couldn't make the screen go back to power saver, but he switched off the monitor instead and hoped Milo wouldn't notice.
"ROB?" Milo called out, now in the hallway outside.
"Fuck!" Rob repeated, with no way out. Desperate to avoid an argument, he dashed for the closet, opened it and stepped inside. He hoped Milo wouldn't look inside, though based on the clothes stored everywhere OTHER than the closet, it seemed quite safe.
"I guess he went out," Milo said as he walked into his room.
"Probably for the best. Don't fancy another punch in the face!"
Rob recognised the voice, even through the closet door. It was Ivan.
"He wouldn't, we're good now!" Milo said happily.
"Yeah, YOU are, but me and him... I'll be lucky if he ever talks to me again, and that's even without him knowing about us!" Ivan said dejectedly.
Milo let out a sigh hearty enough to carry through the door and said, "I've told you, there IS no us! I can't have a boyfriend I only see every other month!"
"Chill, I know!" Ivan replied, "I just meant... fuck buddy us, not... any other kind of us!"
Rob felt a little conflicted as he heard the conversation. It wasn't really a surprise that Milo and Ivan were still hooking up, especially with the knowledge of how promiscuous his little brother had become. The surprising part was that they had clearly considered and discussed being something more!
"Anyway, house to ourselves, you know what that means!" Milo said, the smile on his face actually audible.
"Yeah, it means nobody else is around to help clean up this mess!" Ivan said sardonically.
Rob smirked a little but began to wonder if he should just reveal himself. Better to have a small argument now than to witness... whatever was about to happen.
"Ugh, you sound like Rob!" Milo huffed.
"Yeah, well you LOOK like Rob!" Ivan replied.
"Do you only like me because I remind you of him?" Milo asked sadly.
"No, I like you because you're cute. The fact I think Rob's cute too is irrelevant!" Ivan answered. "Plus we have fun together, and I don't just mean the sex stuff. Nobody else I know knows as much about Pokémon as you do!"
"Nice save!" Milo giggled.
"You could say it was... super effective!" Ivan joked.
"Oh my god, shut up and take your clothes off!" Milo huffed.
"Yes sir!" Ivan replied immediately.
Rob froze. This was really going to happen. They were going to do it, and he was gonna hear it! It was far too late to reveal himself now, he would just have to endure. As he stood hearing the encounter happening on the other side of the door, Rob was more than a little shocked. Milo wasn't just bossy, he was actually dominant! He had Ivan calling him sir' with even the occasional master' thrown in as he was stripped off and forced to pleasure the younger boy.
Rob winced when he heard Milo say, "If you want my dick in you, beg for it, slave!" Hearing Ivan start begging was shocking, humiliating, embarrassing... and really fucking hot! Rob's cock was rock hard, despite the fact he knew it was his own little brother. He did his best to ignore that, and focus on Ivan only, but that grew increasingly hard as he heard the sounds of the two boys fucking, their grunts and groans combining.
As wrong as he knew it was, Rob couldn't help playing with himself as he heard the encounter unfold. Being careful not to make any sudden moves or any sound that might give him away, he continued groping himself as he heard Ivan serving Milo obediently. The sound of spanking was undeniable. It was something Luke enjoyed receiving, so Rob was used to inflicting it.
"Oh sir, please... please can I cum, sir?" Ivan begged eventually.
Rob bit his lip. Hearing someone he knew, and had been intimate with, saying something like that... it was so easy to imagine. He was probably naked, kneeling on the floor. He had been sucking Milo, so Milo was probably stood over him, naked and aroused. Imagining Milo was disturbing, but also easy. The two brothers looked so alike, so Rob needed only to imagine himself a few years ago to picture Milo nude.
"You cum after I do. Now suck me!" Milo instructed.
Rob wanted to cum, but he held back, wanting to cum to the sound of Ivan's release.
There was the sound of sloppy eager sucking, followed shortly after by grunts and groans from Milo as he gasped, "Yeah, good boy, I'm cumming, that's it, swallow it all!"
"Thank you for your load sir," Ivan said as he release the cock from his mouth. "Please... please can I cum now?" he begged.
"You have ten seconds!" Milo said with no other warning, then immediately started counting down, "Ten, nine, eight..."
Ivan let out a series of grunts and whimpers that grew in intensity just as Milo hit `one'. Rob began to cum at the same time, though while Ivan was unashamedly gasping and groaning with pleasure, Rob had to hold himself back from being loud as he shot in his underwear.
Rob managed to remain hidden as the two boys headed off to clean up. It wasn't until they mentioned needing something to eat that Rob managed to sneak out of the closet. Making his way down the stairs as stealthily as he could, he opened and closed the front door and called out, "IT'S ME! ANYONE HOME?"
There was a sudden sound of movement from the kitchen and Milo stepped out, blushing a little as he stood wearing just a pair of briefs. "Oh, you're... home!" he said, cheeks flushed.
"I am. You okay?" Rob asked, playing dumb. "Is... someone else here?" he asked.
"Umm... hi... Rob..." Ivan said as he followed Milo out, also dressed in just underwear.
Ivan looked scared and Milo looked a mix of embarrassed and annoyed.
"Hey Ivan, nice to see ya," Rob said politely. "Don't wanna intrude, I'll be in my room!" he said as he dashed for the stairs. Glad he had managed to escape Milo's room unseen, Rob headed into his own and quickly changed, his boxers wet with his own spunk. Flopping back down onto his bed, he thought back over what he had seen and heard. Milo was `getting around' more than he had ever guessed, but... was it something he needed to be concerned about? Really, what was the worst that could happen?
"Thank you, Jacek," Chris said with a grin, getting a giggle from Danny, "We've really enjoyed our stay! Especially the view!"
The young receptionist smiled wryly at the young teen's flirtation. Every time he had been on duty and the group had passed through the reception they had smiled or waved or joked or just straight up thrown themselves at him. He had taken it all in good humour and played along, but it was clear his interest was fixed solely on Brian, who he now looked incredibly sad to see checking out.
"Always a pleasure to have visitors from Kingswood," Jacek replied politely as he casually clicked away on the computer. Staring at Brian, he added a coquettish, "I hope to see you again soon!"
"Mmm-huh," Brian hummed, barely noticing at first. Once he did, he just smiled politely and said, "Thank you!" As the group made their way to the car park, he suggested, "Joe, why don't you and Chris go grab some snacks for the journey while me and Danny load the car!"
"Sure," Joseph shrugged. "Come on, you," he said as he dragged Chris along, already back to talking about the musicals they'd watched during the trip.
"Right, okay, we don't have long!" Brian suddenly said urgently. "Find a local radio station for me and see if they take requests. I'm gonna rig the car with a confetti cannon and..."
"Wait, what? What?" Danny recoiled, caught completely off guard. "What the hell ya doing?"
"I'm gonna tell him!" Brian said with an almost manic nod. "I'm gonna get his favourite song on the radio with a dedication and then there'll be confetti and I think I've found a way to rig the windscreen so when I spray it with the wiper fluid it'll spell out a message and..."
"Oh my god, oh my god, stop!" Danny declared. He grabbed Brian by both arms and held him for a moment until he made eye contact and said, "Just... stop!"
"But... but I... you... you know how I feel. I... I need to..." Brian stuttered.
"No, I'm not saying don't do it!" Danny insisted, "I'm saying... you don't need to make it so... big!"
Brian nodded but looked unconvinced.
"Okay, okay, sit down," Danny said, nudging Brian to take a seat in the car, facing out sideways at him. "I know with me you literally wrote `I love you' in the stars and on our anniversary... well, you know how that went and it was amazing and wonderful and special... but I never needed it, Brian!"
"No, but you deserved it!" Brian said sadly.
Danny smiled and nodded as he said, "That's sweet, but I mean it. I never needed a big grand gesture, or for you to... ugh, I can't believe I'm using this line, but I never needed you to... put a ring on it. All that ever mattered to me was you and how YOU felt and how you felt about ME! The rest of it's just... noise!"
Brian scoffed and said, "Oh, what, so I'm supposed to just... SAY how I feel, just like that? Like some kind of... cave person?"
"What?!" Danny frowned.
"I don't know. I didn't sleep from thinking about this and my brain may have broken and it's YOUR fault!" Brian pouted.
"Well I'm sorry I broke you," Danny said as he leaned forward to wrap his arms around Brian, who leant his cheek against the younger boy's chest. "Again!" Danny added with a slight smirk. As Brian pulled back and frowned up at him, he asked, "Too soon?"
Brian sighed, which turned into a laugh as he leaned his face against Danny's chest again. "I think I'm losing my mind," he groaned.
"Well that's no big loss," Danny teased, "Just..."
As Danny paused and didn't continue, Brian pulled back and cocked his head at him curiously.
Danny smiled as he said, "I know this is easier said than done, but how about you just... be you! But without the depression. Maybe talk to Joseph as if you didn't end up an emotionally stunted turnip because you were sick!"
"Emotionally stunted turnip?" Brian grumbled, "I feel so supported!"
"Ugh, I already told you I love you once this trip. Needy much?" Danny said with a comedic eye roll.
"Maybe a second one'd help!" Brian sniggered.
"Fine!" Danny said. He leaned in, stared Brian in the eye for a moment then grabbed him by both cheeks and leaned in to kiss him. He got nothing back for a moment, then Brian began leaning into it, kissing him back. It only lasted a few seconds but felt much longer. Pulling back barely more than a few centimetres, Danny let out a wistful sigh and said, "I love you, Brian. You can do this!"
"I love you too!" Brian said back, nodding as much to himself as to Danny.
A few minutes later Joseph and Chris showed up carrying enough snacks for about ten journeys and as soon as Brian saw him... he did absolutely nothing! Getting a disapproving glare from Danny, the four of them piled into the car.
Their first stop was going to be a nearby airport where Chris' family's plane was waiting to take him and Danny over to Ireland for the remainder of the half-term break. After that, Brian was going to drive Joseph home before heading back to his own parents' house.
As they drove along, every time Brian looked in the rear-view mirror, he could see Danny glaring at him as the other two continued chattering away.
Seemingly pushed to breaking point, Brian scowled back at Danny, then interrupted the others to say, "Joe, umm... I... umm..."
"Yeeessss?" Joseph said with a dopey grin as he heard Brian struggling.
"I like you!" Brian said bluntly.
"I should fucking hope so. Ya been my best mate for like a third of my life!" Joseph sniggered.
"Fuck, no, that's not what I mean, ugh fuck this!" Brian said angrily, keeping his eyes fixed on the road. "I don't mean I like you. I mean... I love you!"
Chris looked at Danny, thoroughly bewildered by his mentor's proclamation. Danny grabbed his hand and just shook his head silently.
"I mean, I'm IN love with you, Joe, and I don't just mean now, all of a sudden, I mean... I've been in love with you since we were eleven years old and I know I've left it really long to say this... maybe TOO long cos I know we don't have much time left but... if there's even a chance that I get to... to... BE with you as more than a best friend or a fuck buddy or a roommate then... then I want it, because I love you Joe and I should probably pull over soon because I think I'm maybe gonna cry and that seems like a REALLY stupid thing to do, especially with the little drama magnets we have in the back seat who I'm now wishing we had dropped off first before I said all this and I really am gonna keep talking if you don't stop me because right now I think silence really would..."
"Bry," Joseph said, reaching to the side to stroke his best friend's arm to calm him, "Pull over!"
"Okay!" Brian said with a nod, panting from his rant. There was a small lay-by just ahead that Brian suddenly pulled into and brought the car to a halt.
Joseph immediately climbed out of the car, walked around it and opened Brian's door. Without saying a word, he stood and waited for Brian to get out. As he did, the two of them stood face-to-face, communicating without words in a way only best friends can. It only took a few seconds before Joseph nodded and said, "I love you too. I always have!"
They both leaned in and began to kiss.
In the back of the car, Chris was leaning down and looking out to the side to try and see what was going on. He glanced at Danny and said, "I have no idea what's happening!"
"They're us!" Danny stated. "They're us if we'd waited til year thirteen to get our shit together!"
Chris nodded briefly, then smiled and said, "It's like the story I wrote you at Christmas. Love always finds a way!"
"It does!" Danny said, then leaned over to kiss Chris. As they parted, he saw a slightly sad look in Chris' eyes and asked, "What's up?"
"The other night," Chris said softly, "When you had the bad dream, I was awake!" He smirked slightly as he said, "I could sleep through a nuke, but you start having a bad dream and I'm up in a second!"
Danny just stared silently.
"It's okay," Chris said, sensing Danny's fear. "I know you'll have doubts and... I know you still love Brian!"
"I... I didn't... I mean... it's not..." Danny stuttered nervously.
"Shh!" Chris hissed, raising a finger to Danny's lips to silence him. "I heard all of it, so... I know you love me, you said we're forever!"
"Then you're not mad?" Danny asked in genuine surprise.
"There's nothing wrong with what you talked about. You're just going through a really confusing time and I'm glad you could talk to someone who understood!" Chris reassured him.
"You really are amazing, you know that, right?" Danny said, visibly relieved.
"No, we're amazing!" Chris grinned. They exchanged another quick kiss, after which Chris leaned down again to see what the other two were up to. "I think we might be here a while," he sighed.
"Hey, if our mentors are together, does that make us related?" Danny joked.
Chris laughed, then shrugged and said, "Like that'd matter! This is Kingswood!" They burst into laughter and started kissing again to pass the time until Joseph and Brian finally parted.
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/