The Kingswood Complication

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The Kingswood Complication

Chapter 27

Sunday 19 February 2023

Josh let out a low, croaky groan as he awoke. Waking up with a headache was usually a sign of a really bad day to come and his head was positively throbbing. Allowing one eye to open just a crack, he saw something that immediately lifted his spirits.

"MUHH!" Josh grunted then started coughing, wincing at the sting from sores in his mouth and the pulsating pain in his head that accompanied each cough.

"Hey, here ya go," Mark said, quickly moving closer to Josh with a cup of water, putting the straw to his mouth.

Josh sucked some water down, attempted to clear his throat, swallowed a bit more water then nodded at Mark who put the cup down. "Sorry, I was trying to say... Mark!" he said with an awkward giggle.

"I guessed that," Mark said back with a smile and a nod.

"When did you get back?" Josh asked curiously as he shuffled over in his bed to make room at his side.

"Umm... yesterday!" Mark said, raising his eyebrows as he sat on the side of the bed.

Josh frowned at the statement as much as he did at the position Mark had sat in. He usually laid alongside him, in optimum cuddle position, but today he had chosen to sit halfway down the bed, looking up at him. "I thought you said you'd be away overnight!" Josh said thoughtfully.

"I was!" Mark replied. "I was away Friday... then away overnight and got back yesterday!"

"Wait, what day is it?" Josh asked, looking round in confusion. As he realised it was Sunday he let out a groan and asked, "Did I miss another day?"

Mark chuckled sympathetically and placed his hand on Josh's as he said, "Kinda looks like it. You know you can be pretty wiped out by the time the chemo's all finished!" He blushed a little and pulled his hand back.

Josh's face lit up. "It's finished. Ugh, thank fuck! I hate that part!" he grumbled.

"Oh, but it looks so fun!" Mark said sarcastically, getting a snort of laughter from Josh.

"Next batch is due at the end of March. Feel free to take a go!" Josh offered.

"Hmm, tempting, but... nah, that's YOUR thing. I'd hate to intrude!" Mark joked.

"I'm glad you're back," Josh sighed, then frowned a little as he added, "Even if I was mostly unconscious and missed most of the time you were away! Did ya have fun doing... whatever it was you were doing?"

Mark shrank backwards a bit at the question. "Umm, it... it wasn't really a... a `fun' thing," he sighed.

Josh reached out to grab Mark's hand as he said, "I'm sorry, should we change the subject? I hate your sad face!"

Mark took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, then shook his head sullenly. "No," he said quietly, "I... I need to tell you something and I'm... well, I think you might get mad but I... I don't wanna lie to you and I already feel bad enough just keeping it from you for this long!"

"What is it?" Josh asked, sitting up a little straighter, pulling his hand back from Mark's to help push himself up.

"I was away Friday," Mark started, pausing to steel himself to say it. He took another deep breath and finished, "Because I went to your brother's funeral!"

Josh just stared blankly, completely motionless aside from his occasional blinking.

"Josh?" Mark prompted cautiously after several tense silent seconds.

"You... you went to his funeral," Josh said, seemingly to help himself actually believe it rather than asking Mark to confirm it. "You went, and... you didn't... tell me?"

"I'm sorry," Mark said shakily.

Josh shook his head but winced at the extra bit of pain the movement inflicted, his headache suddenly back to full potency. He started panting slightly as he stared down at the bed, clearly furious. "Could you go away please," he said surprisingly calmly.

"Josh, I'm really sorry!" Mark sniffed without moving.

"I'm trying... to stay calm, because if I start shouting... I think I may throw up," Josh said breathlessly, "So please... please can you just go away!"

Mark stood up as he nodded, though Josh wasn't looking at him to see it. "I... I..." he stuttered but didn't manage to say anything else. He just turned and left.

Danny let out a wistful sigh as the car pulled to a halt. He nestled a little closer to Chris, tightening the arm wrapped around him a little.

"Y'okay there?" Chris asked, squeezing his boyfriend back a little.

"Maybe," Danny said softly, then his brow furrowed a touch as he added, "Actually, yeah, I think I am!"

"Good, let's make the rest of this term fun!" Chris said happily. His face suddenly lit up as he added, "And let's see what things are like with Joseph and Brian once they're back!"

"Ooh, I forgot about that," Danny said with a smile. During the half-term break, on a trip to London for Joseph's birthday, their mentors had finally made the leap from best friends to... more than best friends! Danny felt a slight churning in his stomach despite his smile. He had attempted to set the two up before and been told, in very blunt terms, to stay out of it by Joseph.

They were shaken from their pleasant musings by the sudden sound of raised voices outside the car. Looking round as they recognised the two young voices, they realised it was Avery, the Year 7 mentored by Danny, and Declan, who was mentored by Chris. The two boys were yelling at each other and looked to be mere moments away from turning their verbal altercation physical.

"Woah woah woah, hold up!" Chris called out as he jumped out of the car.

"... can go FUCK yourself you stupid piece of shit!" they caught the end of Avery's yelling.

"...started it, you enormous twat!" Declan was shouting over him.

As both boys continued to hurl more abuse at each other, Danny, who had followed Chris quickly out of the car, bellowed, "QUIET!"

Both boys fell silent, though their furious glares continued at each other.

"Chris," Danny said, gesturing to Declan who he promptly led away. Danny reached out to grab Avery by the shoulder and pulled him away so they could talk without a further argument breaking out. "What the hell, Ave?" Danny asked, shaking his head. He took a quick breath to calm a little, knowing from past experience that jumping to conclusions about Avery's guilt in a situation was a guaranteed way to set him off again. "Are you okay, what was this all about?" he asked more calmly.

"He's just a dick!" Avery scowled, "Him and all his lot!"

Danny pursed his lips thoughtfully. The situation in dorm 1.01 was always a little tense. Back in Danny's Year 7, the group had undeniably split, with the four `best friend' pairs quickly forming, though as a group they all remained close and friendly. The split with the current dorm 1.01 occupants was substantially less amicable, primarily consisting of two factions who most certainly did NOT get along, so Danny automatically knew who Avery was referring to. "Did they... do something in particular?" he asked curiously.

"Yeah, they spent the whole fucking half-term talking shit about me, Milo and Leo and now he's trying to act all innocent!" Avery said angrily. "I was coming here to get away from it cos I thought now you're back we could... do stuff!" The boy paused, blushing a little at the implication of what he was asking, though it faded somewhat as anger returned to his face and he continued, "But then HE shows up here, I guess looking for Chris for the same thing and... ugh, he's such a dick!"

"What were they saying about you then?" Danny asked curiously.

"Just... all sortsa shit," Avery shrugged, "About all of us!"

Danny thought for a moment, then asked, "Wait, how are they denying it? Did they say it TO you?"

"No, it's their group chat they have for when we're outside of Kingswood. They got theirs and we got ours and they were saying stuff in there!" Avery explained.

"And you know this... how?" Danny asked, cocking his head as things didn't quite add up.

"Axel told us. He kinda spies on them for us!" Avery stated, smirking a little. "They totally think he's on their side, but he tells us everything!"

Danny nodded gently for a moment. He glanced over at Chris who had been talking to Declan and cocked his head curiously. He got a shrug back so he called across, "We're gonna head inside. I'll catch ya later!" He got a nod back from Chris as he started guiding Avery back towards the Home Building. "Come on, sounds like you need some... relief!" he said with a wry grin.

"Fuck yes!" Avery said excitedly.

Trying to sound as casual as he could, Danny stated, "So, ya got a man on the inside, that's pretty sneaky! Whose idea was that?"

Avery thought for a moment, then shrugged and replied, "Dunno, it just sorta... happened! Works out well for us. Those guys are total dicks!"

"Yeah, clearly," Danny said, nodding gently as his brow furrowed, "And you get to hear ALL the crappy things they do thanks to Axel!"

"Mmm-huh," Avery hummed, then gasped gently as he said, "Sorry, I meant to ask before, how was London?"

"So fun!" Danny said happily as they headed inside.

"Even the musicals?" Avery smirked.

Danny rolled his eyes, but sighed a little as he admitted, "Tell anyone and I kill you, but... yeah, they were pretty good!"

A couple of minutes later, the two boys had made their way up to the second floor and into the Year 10 shower room. Most boys were either not back yet, or busy unpacking and settling back in, so he didn't expect they would be interrupted as they showered and chatted. Both boys stripped off completely and Danny unlocked Avery's chastity device so they could shower side-by-side as they chatted about their half-term activities.

As things began to progress towards the inevitable, Avery sighed as he looked down and asked sadly, "When does it start growing?"

Danny felt bad for the boy as he knew how much he hated his tiny penis. "It'll happen when it happens," he offered meekly, "Besides, you're still only twelve. It's not even like you're a late starter, you're just... really eager!"

Avery stepped closer to Danny and casually grasped at his penis. Giving it a gentle squeeze, enjoying the feel of its length and girth in his grasp he asked, "When did you get this big?"

Danny frowned thoughtfully for a moment and replied, "I'm not really sure. It's not like you wake up one day and it's suddenly big. It happens gradually so you don't really notice!"

Avery let out a dejected groan as he released Danny's cock, which had chubbed up a little from the touch. Avery's own dick had swelled too and poked out away from his body, pointing slightly upwards in all of its tiny glory.

"You wanna do yourself? Danny offered. Technically, unlocking the younger boys was to allow them to clean more thoroughly than they could with the chastity devices on, though testing' was also allowed if there was reason to believe an examination by Dr Arkwright was needed. Unofficially, the weekly unlockings really were just an opportunity for most of the younger boys to get some relief, Avery included, though it was still supposed to be administered' by their mentors. Actually letting the Year 7s play with themselves was a rare treat.

Avery didn't even get his reply out before his hand was on his dick, stroking away at it as he grasped his small erection between his thumb and forefinger.

"Well if you're doing it..." Danny said with a smirk and a shrug as he grabbed his own dick. Seeing the younger boy pleasure himself certainly had a sense of eroticism about it, but no matter how much time he spent with the cute boy, or looking at the many other cute boys in the school, students younger than himself still did very little for him. Disrespectful as it felt, he imagined Avery was one of the school's older students, or maybe even a teacher or staff member. He pictured Mr Rudd standing there, all big and muscley and wet, pumping away with his meaty hands at his thick cock. Now that was an image that got Danny pumping away at full speed.

Lost in the fantasy of the naked teacher, Danny was barely paying attention to Avery until he heard the boy whimper, "Fuck, no!" Shaking his head to clear the image, Danny looked round to see a very red-faced boy staring up at him in abject horror as a tiny pool of watery semen was pooled in the palm of his hand.

"Oh my god, congratulations!" Danny said excitedly. This meant he could be unlocked. He could finally be free of chastity and able to truly begin his sexual journey... so why did he look like he was about to cry? "What? What is it? What's wrong?" he asked, worried the boy had been hurt somehow.

"No, I can't be unlocked yet, please!" Avery said as he quickly shoved his hand under the spray of the shower, as if washing away the evidence would undo what had happened.

"You... like being locked?" Danny asked curiously.

Avery sniffed and shook his head as he said, "No, I fucking hate it, but... I... I don't... want to stop doing it!"

"Hey, hey hey," Danny said gently as he reached out to stroke the boy's bare arm, "It's okay, talk to me, I don't get the problem!"

"This!" Avery snapped, grasping at his penis. "I can't be unlocked and have people see THIS tiny stupid little thing. I thought... by the time I could cum that I'd be, like... grown a bit. Please Danny, please, I don't want people to see me like this!" he pleaded desperately.

"Ave, seriously, it's not that small for someone your age, it'll be okay!" Danny insisted.

"It won't!" Avery said, barely holding back tears. "The other lot already call me teeny-weeny or pencil dick and they don't even get to see it. If they see this..." He burst into tears, burying his face in his hand.

"Aww, Avery," Danny said softly as he stepped closer and pulled the boy against him. He turned his hips away, conscious that pressing his semi-hard dick against the boy now would probably just seem insensitive. "Just... out of curiosity, but do they ever call you those things to your face?" he asked thoughtfully.

"No," Avery sniffed, "Axel just tells me when they do!"

"Hmm," Danny hummed as he shook his head. He sighed a little. He knew he should encourage the boy to be proud of what he had, to ignore what anyone said about his dick and to be confident in his own body, but that didn't feel like it was going to work yet. Sure it made a nice long-term goal, but for now he needed a short-term solution. "Look, how about this. Just to... buy you some more time, at your examination with Doc Arkwright tomorrow, I'll help you to fake cumming, so it looks like you still can't shoot. That way he'll keep you locked up til next term or until we tell him you're ready. How does that sound?"

Avery pulled back and stared up at Danny as he asked, "You'd really do that for me?"

"Course I would," Danny insisted, "Looking out for ya's what I'm here for!" He smiled down at the shorter boy.

"Thank you," Avery sniffed as he pressed his cheek back against Danny's chest. "Danny," he said softly after a few moments.

"Mmm-huh," Danny hummed curiously. He looked down, but Avery remained in place, seemingly keen to avoid eye contact as they spoke. "Whassup?" he prompted after a few moments of silence.

"Do you ever regret choosing me?" Avery asked sadly.

"Oh my god, not for a single second!" Danny insisted. While he couldn't deny there had been days where he had been frustrated, even outright annoyed with the boy, he had never doubted his choice. "D'you know why I picked you?" he asked softly.

Avery made a curious noise, shrugging slightly without letting go. When Danny didn't resume talking, he realised he was probably waiting for his attention, so he pulled back and stared at his mentor.

"What you did to me at the selection day was... well, honestly it was a bit mean and a bit hot, but it took balls!" Danny explained. As he got a curious frown from Avery, he went on, "Pulling what you pulled, the way you tricked me and set me up and just left me there... fuck, I NEVER woulda have the nerve to do that at your age!"

"Really? It seems a very YOU thing to do," Avery sniggered.

"Yeah, now maybe, but not when I was eleven!" Danny scoffed. "I just had a feeling that what you've already got, paired with what I can teach you, well... that could add up to you being just even more amazing than you are already!" he explained.

"I guess I'm not really living up to that, am I," Avery said glumly.

"I admit it's not been smooth sailing, but what I saw in you that day, I still see now, but I also see everything else you've got and I could never regret choosing you, because I'm genuinely excited to see who you become!" As he saw Avery smiling timidly at the affectionate response, he frowned slightly and asked, "Why would you even ask that?"

Avery shrugged a little as he muttered, "Just... something one of the others said!"

"Lemme guess," Danny sighed, "Axel told you?"

"So how are... things?" Rob asked a little awkwardly. He had not been back long. In fact his bags hadn't even made it as far as his room as he had stopped to chat with Nicky who was in the living area as he got back. They had talked briefly about their breaks before the inevitable subject had come up – Mikey.

"Things are... okay," Nicky said with a gentle head bob. He had almost said, `Things are good!' but it would have been a lie, but it also wouldn't have been fair to say things were going badly either. Mikey had experienced several ups and downs during the break. He let out a gentle sigh as Rob remained silent, clearly expecting more. "It's tough because, well... I don't really think it's an exaggeration to say his entire reality has just been ripped out from under him. He's still trying to figure out what bits he can trust and what bits he can't! Considering how... confident he usually is about everything, it's just tough seeing him doubting himself so much!"

Rob puffed out his cheeks and exhaled slowly as he let them deflate, shaking his head a little. "Yeah, that's a lot," he nodded, "And I thought I had problems!" He chuckled a little awkwardly.

"Like what?" Nicky asked curiously.

Rob shook his head as he shrugged and said, "Just Milo stuff. Not really a fair comparison, is it! One of us is helping someone deal with a severe, life-changing mental health condition and the other one is... a terrible role example to an up-and-coming slut!"

Nicky's eyes widened at the comparison. "Wow," he said with a nod, "I mean... that still sounds... big!"

Rob nodded as he sighed dejectedly. Discovering his little brother was sexually active was enough of a shock. Finding out he could actually be described as sexually HYPERactive was... difficult. "I'm really not sure..."

Rob was cut off mid-sentence by a figure appearing in the doorway. "ROB!" Jazz declared excitedly as he dashed in. "Sorry to interrupt," he apologised mostly to Nicky, then turned his attention to his boyfriend and said, "I know we're meeting up later but this couldn't wait!"

"What couldn't?" Rob asked, worried it was news about Josh or Milo.

"This!" Jazz said with a grin as he grabbed Rob and pulled him into a kiss. It was no brief peck, he was full-on snogging Rob excitedly. One hand quickly found its way inside Rob's sweatpants and underwear to grab his dick, while the other slid up under his hoodie and tweaked at a nipple.

"Umm, should I... give you some privacy?" Nicky asked a little awkwardly.

Jazz broke the kiss just long enough to say, "No need!" before resuming his kiss with a shocked and already-breathless Rob.

The hand in Rob's pants moved rapidly and with very clear purpose. It was barely a minute before Rob's shocked moans turned into pleasured whimpers.

Jazz let go of Rob, who toppled backwards onto a sofa looking dishevelled, shocked and red-faced. "Thanks babe," Jazz said, playfully licking his hand as he pulled it out with remnants of spunk on it. "See ya later!" he declared as he dashed out.

"Did he just... make you cum in your pants?" Nicky asked with a look of equal parts shock and amusement.

"Mmm-huh," Rob hummed, still panting as the wet patch began to show.

"I fucking love this place sometimes," Nicky sniggered. "Well I'll leave you to unpack and... clean up," he said with a grin as he headed for the door with a teasing, "See ya later, babe!"

"Who YOU `babe'ing?" Nicky suddenly heard from the hallway as he turned and almost bumped into Gray. "Is it Chris? Is he your new boyfriend?" Gray asked with a teasing grin.

"No, and oh my god, shush!" Nicky hissed at the other boy, looking round for whoever might have overheard him. Nicky had confided in Gray that he thought he was having feelings for Chris again, the result of a now-erroneous bit of information from Mikey. It was not something he wanted spread around the whole of Year 10. "What are you doing here?" he demanded, slightly flustered.

"Umm... I live here!" Gray said with a shrug and a smirk. "Or do you mean right here on this exact spot?" he asked teasingly.

"Why are you even anywhere?" Nicky asked with a huff, "I swear sometimes you really ARE stalking me!"

"Oh, sorry," Gray said, looking a little hurt, "I... I..."

"Sorry, sorry, just caught me by surprise," Nicky quickly apologised, "And don't mention the..." He lowered his voice to continue, "...Chris stuff!" He returned to normal volume as he smiled and said, "But also, hi! Welcome back. How you doing?"

The smile returned to Gray's face as he realised he hadn't actually upset Nicky and said, "Yeah, hi to you too, and I should be welcoming YOU back. I was back about twenty minutes before you!" As he saw Nicky's eyebrows begin to raise, he quickly added, "Someone told me. I'm not stalking. Shut up!"

"Oh, then what exactly ARE you doing lurking outside my dorm?" Nicky asked with a wry grin. Before Gray could answer, Danny appeared round the corner, prompting Nicky to add to Gray, "Hold that thought one moment!" He held his arms out as Danny hurried towards him and grabbed him in an eager hug. "Why are you wet, or shouldn't I ask?" he sniggered as he held the other boy for a moment.

"Don't ask," Danny smirked. As he pulled away from Nicky he said cheerfully, "Hey Gray," as he offered him a fist-bump.

"Hey Danny," Gray said with a polite, if slightly awkward, smile.

"You seen Chris yet?" Danny asked casually.

"Yeah!" Gray said with a broad grin as he looked to Nicky and asked teasingly, "You seen Chris yet?"

As Danny frowned curiously at the repeat of his question, Nicky glared for a moment at Gray, then answered, "No, not yet!"

Danny's gaze flitted back and forth between the other two for a second before he rolled his eyes a little. "Okay, well you two are clearly being weird, so... carry on!" he said as he continued past them towards the dorm.

"You're such a dick!" Nicky grumbled at Gray for the teasing, getting a wicked giggle in return.

"To put it in simple terms," David said with a smile, "We've got more coming in than we have going out, by a LOT! Effectively we've unlocked an infinite money hack!"

Mikey nodded and sighed gently at the good news.

"I tell you we're loaded and THAT'S all I get?" David said, shaking his head as he smirked at his gentle tease. "I mean... mission accomplished, right?"

Mikey frowned a little as he shook his head and said, "Not really. I don't do this stuff just to make money."

David cocked his head curiously at the other boy. He knew Mikey in a way the rest of the dorm didn't. In Year 8, David had been the brains behind the tech for Mikey's illegal video business. In Year 9 he had been in charge of finances and technology for Mikey's game shows. Now in Year 10, they were officially partners in the Underground. Working so closely with Mikey for so long gave David a unique insight into him, but it seemed even now there were still parts he didn't know. "If you're not in it for the money, then... what?" he asked curiously.

"I dunno," Mikey shrugged, "I guess... I kinda like to give people what they want and make them happy!"

"You... do?" David asked, a little bewildered.

Mikey shrugged as he nodded. "I guess it started in year seven. You remember when we went out for Chris' birthday and we had lunch at McDonalds and I came back with a load of nuggies?" he asked, getting an immediate nod from David. "People were all, like... excited about junk food they can't get here, so I... started selling them junk food they couldn't get here!"

"Okay," David nodded, beginning to understand.

"Then the video business, everyone was, like... getting really into sex stuff and looking at hot guys so I... helped people to see more hot guys," Mikey explained, "And the strip poker game shows and stuff, people seemed a bit... down, so I came up with something to entertain them!"

"Huh!" David nodded, feeling a warm fluttering in his stomach at the thoughtfulness he had managed to miss for so long. He frowned a little as he said, "So what about the lotto? You think people are incomplete without gambling?" He smirked slightly.

"You'll think it's stupid," Mikey said glumly, avoiding eye contact.

"No, go on," David urged him.

Mikey sighed heavily as he explained, "Well, this place had blown up and I know that upset a lot of people, so... ugh, it's stupid and it probably hasn't done what I wanted, but... I thought a lottery might give people something to... to hope for!"

"You tried to give people hope?" David asked, staring thoughtfully.

Mikey nodded and added, "And then Josh's cancer thing happened and, yeah, I just... I thought having a thing to look forward to every week might... help, just a bit!"

David reached out and grabbed Mikey's hand, then waited for the other boy to make eye contact with him. "Mikey, that's all so sweet. Why... why didn't you tell me before?" he asked softly.

"I thought you'd laugh. They... they usually tell me not to say stuff like that cos people will laugh at me or take the piss!" Mikey explained.

David cocked his head, curious who Mikey meant, but he caught on just before enquiring about it and, "Oh, the hallucinations?"

"They're not hallucinations, they're voices!" Mikey insisted. A coy smile suddenly spread over his face as he looked at David and said, "You did research, didn't you?"

David chuckled as he nodded silently.

"So THAT'S what you spent your half-term doing!" Mikey chuckled.

"No, I looked into that stuff ages back," David explained.

"What, before I told you about it?" Mikey asked in surprise, "You knew what it was before I did?"

"I didn't know," David insisted, "It was just... an educated guess!"

"You didn't say anything!" Mikey stated, though it was unclear whether he was annoyed or indifferent to it.

David shrugged and said, "Wasn't my place to. Besides, if it wasn't schizophrenia and I'd gone and said it was, that wouldn't be helping anyone. Plus I'm not a doctor. I can't diagnose stuff!"

"Maybe you should be!" Mikey stated.

"Hmm, Dr David Brown," David mused thoughtfully for a moment with a slight chuckle, "Y'know... I actually kinda like that!"

"Plus Doctor's a gender neutral title!" Mikey said with an eager nod before his eyes widened and he added, "I mean... not that you... need a..." He trailed off awkwardly.

"It's okay. I know most of you know!" David smiled. "I was actually thinking of coming out properly tonight anyway!"

"Yay," Mikey said happily, "I hate pretending not to know things. I'm too smart for that!" He winced slightly as he added in a mumble, "Or I used to be!"

After taking a few moments to compose himself after Jazz's surprise visit, Rob was just about to get up when he felt arms grasp at him from behind the sofa. He jumped slightly, but stopped himself pulling away as he felt the arms hugging him, rather than attempting anything sinister. As he tilted his head to the side he caught a brief flash of blonde hair and said happily, "Hi Danny!"

"Is it Easter yet? I wanna go home!" Danny groaned, his voice muffled slightly as his face buried into Rob's neck.

"So... still depressed, huh?" Rob asked jokingly.

Danny chuckled as he let go and vaulted over the sofa. He fell heavily into the seat beside Rob, lying sideways with his head on the other boy's lap as he looked up at him. "Not really," he replied, then frowned and said, "Well yeah, actually. Doing better on that stuff in general, but that's not what this particular bit of moping's about!"

Rob smirked a little, amused by his friend's slightly self-deprecating wording. "What's today's problem then?" he asked as he casually stroked Danny's golden hair supportively.

"That's nice," Danny mewed happily for a moment at the gentle touch, then let his brow furrow as he stated, "It's The Lads. I really think there's a problem!"

"Yeah, me too!" Rob said as his little brother suddenly flashed back to the forefront of his thoughts.

"Oh, you noticed too!" Danny stated, a little glad not to be the only one picking up on the issues.

"Well yeah, he's not exactly discrete about it!" Rob stated.

"He's not? I hadn't noticed anything before!" Danny stated as he sat up, looking round at Rob curiously.

"You literally let him fuck you and you didn't even notice?" Rob asked, rather confused by the statement.

"What? I've never been near him!" Danny said defensively. "Jesus, I know the rest of the fucking school thinks I've slept with everyone, but I didn't think you were like that!" he said unhappily.

"You told me you..." Rob started, then paused and realised they were at cross-purposes as he said, "Wait, I'm talking about Milo. Who are you talking about?"

"Oh yeah, Milo. Yeah, HE fucked me!" Danny stated, then cocked his head and muttered, "Geez, I really AM a slut!" He shook his head a little and said, "But no, I'm talking about Axel!"

"Axel!" Rob exclaimed in surprise, "What's he got to do with anything?"

"I reckon he's stirring up..." Danny started, then paused and said, "Wait, what's up with Milo?"

"He's..." Rob began, but stopped himself and said, "Y'know what, we've both JUST got back. How about we just get settled back in, chill out and we can chat properly about BOTH our things!"

Danny let out a gentle sigh as he leaned to the side and threw his arms around Rob. "I missed you," he said happily. He winced as he felt wetness on the back of his head, reaching up to touch it before looking down into Rob's lap where his head had just been resting. "Is that cum?" he asked, pointing at the wet patch.

Rob blushed. "Jazz was here!" he said with an awkward smirk.

"Oh, right," Danny giggled. "Well, good plan anyway. I'm gonna go unpack!"

"Yeah, me too," Rob said as they both stood up then headed to their respective rooms, bags in hand. "Oh hey," he stated in surprise as he saw Mark lying on his bed.

Mark, who had been curled up on his side, rolled a little to look over at Rob guiltily. "Hi," he said timidly.

Rob noticed the expression right away, but walked across the room to place his bags by his wardrobe, then walked back down the room to sit on David's bed, across the room from Mark's. "How ya doing?" he asked casually.

Mark stared for a moment, breathing a little heavily before he said unhappily, "I... I'm sorry, I... think I've really upset Josh!"

"What happened?" Rob asked, holding back the urge to immediately run off downstairs.

With their meeting over and David off to spend some time with James, Mikey had bumped into Nicky and Gray before collectively agreeing to head over to the Sports Complex to play some basketball, picking up Jazz along the way so they could make it two-on-two. The four boys were casually strolling along the path towards the courts when a group of Year 9s passed by in the opposite direction.

The other group seemed indifferent to the four approaching Year 10s until one of them spotted Mikey, whispered something and jumped aside. The other four boys copied, all backing up against the side of the path.

"Cheers," Nicky said with a slight frown at the unusual politeness as they passed the younger boys.

"He doesn't even look that crazy!" Mikey heard whispered behind him.

Stopping, he looked round, but as soon as he laid eyes on the Year 9s, they looked slightly panicked and ran on down the path.

"Was that you?" Mikey asked himself quietly, but he got nothing in return.

"Hey, what's up?" Nicky called back as they realised they had lost Mikey.

"I... don't know," Mikey said glumly.

"We'll catch up," Nicky said with a nod to Gray and Jazz before walking back to Mikey. "What happened?" he asked softly.

"I think one of those guys said something but I don't actually know if they did or if it was the voices messing with me so I don't know whether I need to be pissed at myself or at them and if I AM pissed at them I wanna run after them and punch them and tell them to shut up but if I do that then all it'll do is make them say more things!" Mikey explained virtually in a single breath.

"Wait, what did they say... or not say?" Nicky asked, glaring round in the direction the younger boys had disappeared to.

"Doesn't matter," Mikey sighed. "You know this place! Just cos I haven't told everyone I'm insane doesn't mean they won't find out and they're gonna say things so I should just get used to it cos if I get pissed every time they say anything I'm gonna end up getting myself chucked out and I care more about staying here than I do about punching their teeth down their throats even if they DO deserve it!" He took a breath, scowling at himself for a second almost-nonsensical rant.

Nicky nodded gently as he let out a long sigh. He wished he could tell Mikey he was wrong, but it would be a lie, and an obvious one at that. He reached out to take Mikey in his arms and said, "You're not insane and if anyone says anything about it, you tell me and I'll sort them out!"

Mikey chuckled as he nuzzled against Nicky. "I like when you try and sound tough. It's cute!" he sniggered.

"That sounds like it should be a compliment and yet somehow, I'm insulted," Nicky replied as he pulled back a little. "You're really not insane Mikey, you're just... ill, and you'll get better!"

"Yeah, I guess," Mikey sighed.

<<He's nice. Nicky's nice. We like Nicky!>>

Mikey smiled as he silently nodded his agreement.

The Year 10 Common Room was filled with a cacophony of yells, shouts, laughs and chatter. With the exception of Josh, who was yet to be cleared for a return to normal activity outside of the medical facility, the whole of the Year group were gathered for an impromptu party. It was partly a birthday celebration for Justin JR' Roberts, Kevin Kev' Wood, and Timothy `Tim' Clarke – all of whom had turned 15 over the half-term break – partly a celebration of the group's return to school, and partly just a reason to hang out, be loud and eat pizza, the boys were all enjoying the lively gathering.

Mark had eventually been coerced out of the dorm by Rob, who insisted he would straighten things out with Josh for him. Mikey had been a little reluctant to join in too, but with the support and encouragement of his friends, and a threat of an atomic wedgie if he didn't come, he had tagged along as well.

Despite the obvious enjoyment and revelry around him, Nicky seemed a little stressed as he flitted between Mikey and Danny, constantly keeping an eye on both boys as discretely as he could. Mikey seemed to be doing okay and despite the jokes, taunts and teases that started coming Danny's way almost the moment he walked in, he seemed reasonably okay too.

"Chill, they're good," Chris insisted, having spent the evening so far painfully aware of Nicky's constant checking.

"Yeah, they're always good until they're not!" Nicky replied a little frustratedly.

"Mmm-huh, and when they're not, then we'll worry about it and help them!" Chris insisted. "Both their things are gonna be with `em for a long time. For life, I suppose," he said with a shrug, "You can't spend the rest of their lives worrying about the bad things otherwise you're gonna end up going fucking nuts!"

Nicky sighed as he sat down beside Chris and leaned against him. "You're right!" he conceded, then smirked as he added, "Which is really weird!"

"I know, right!" Chris chuckled. "To be fair, I can't take credit. It's exactly what David told me earlier. He's REALLY smart!" As Nicky sat up, sighed and nodded his agreement, Chris smiled sweetly and said, "I'll keep an eye on them both. You go chill, relax, do something fun! Go hang out with Gray, that always perks you up!"

"Don't you mean Yoko?" Nicky smirked at the ongoing playful contempt Chris had for the new boy.

"Oh yeah, I hate that guy," Chris scowled briefly before his smile broke back through and he added, "But go hang out with him anyway!"

"Okay, thanks," Nicky said with a nod. He gave Chris a quick hug, peck on the cheek and casually said, "Love you!" as he got up and walked away. The words felt right. He did love Chris... as a friend. Saying it aloud only served to remind him of his confusion before half-term, when he had been sure Chris was his mystery sex partner. As he looked round for Gray, he spotted him surrounded by a small group of boys from the other dorms, all laughing along as he recounted an amusing story. Not wanting to interrupt or end up being publicly referred to as a `stalker' and draw the mockery of his peers, Nicky decided to take a moment to himself and headed out of the Common Room.

He walked down the hallway and into his dorm, then went straight through the living area towards his room. As soon as he walked in, he noticed it – a note on his pillow. Eagerly he rushed across the room and grabbed it.

`Hey Nicky, sorry I ran out on you before and haven't been in touch. If you're not too pissed at me, maybe we could do some stuff again. If you're interested, be in the usual place at 7.30 on Thursday. If not, I understand and thanks for the fun. Take care xxx'

Nicky felt a knot in his stomach. Of course he still wanted to do stuff, it was just annoying that he would have to wait four days for it. What bothered him though was seeing that `Locky' obviously felt bad about what happened. He wanted to hug him and tell him it was all okay, but he couldn't. Flopping down onto his bed, Nicky read the note again and let out a deep sigh.

As he laid thinking about Locky, his mind wandered back over their many sessions together. The chastity – annoying but fun. The edging – annoying but fun. The permanent mystery – annoying but fun. There was certainly a theme to their time together. He felt his cock thickening as he thought about their sessions. Closing his eyes to picture it better, he reached down and fished out his growing cock, letting it rest heavily on his stomach as he gently stroked his fingers up and down the underside. A few moments later, he was absolutely rigid. He placed his hands either side of his head, simulating the position he was usually restrained in at his sessions with Locky and felt his cock throb.

It was something Dr Arkwright would have been proud of. Not hooking up with strangers, Nicky had no idea of the man's position on that, but the control issues. It was something Nicky had brought with him to Kingswood, an absolute need to be in control thanks to so much of his past few years being out of it. It was something he had worked hard to tackle and actually getting to the point of allowing someone else to be in control of him, both physically and emotionally, was quite a breakthrough.

More than that, it actually felt... nice! Nicky wasn't picturing being dominated in his fantasy as his hand started stroking his colossal cock. That wasn't what control was about for him. Being in control didn't necessarily mean being dominant. Just allowing Locky to pleasure him, to call the shots on when they met, to keep his identity a secret. Nicky trusted him.

The more rational thoughts about his time with Locky began to melt away as he lost himself in the purely physical enjoyment of it, picturing his touches, strokes, licks and caresses as he pumped away at his meaty monster. "Ah fuck yeah," he moaned as he masturbated excitedly.

Reaching up under his shirt with his free hand, Nicky grasped at his right nipple, the one used to indicate yes' in Locky's non-verbal communication. He squeezed and kneaded at it as he wanked, imagining it as Locky's way of moaning with pleasure, a constant squeeze of yes, yes, yes'. He thought about the time Locky had shot over him and it was enough to push him over the edge as his dick erupted in a veritable fountain of spunk. "Oh... my... fucking... god!" Nicky gasped out desperately as he ejaculated uncontrollably, his hand still pumping away at his enormous erection.

When he finally stopped cumming, he let his hands drop away and laid flat on the bed, catching his breath with his eyes still closed, still picturing Locky standing over him.

"Of all the times not to have my camera with me!"

Nicky's eyes shot open as he heard the words, saw Gray, yelped with surprise and rolled off the bed to try and conceal himself. "Oww!" he grunted as he fell face-first onto the floor.

"Well that certainly looked fun!" Gray stated as he crossed the room. As he climbed onto Mikey's bed to peer down into the gap between it and Nicky's, he added playfully, "The performance, I mean. Your dismount needs some work!"

Nicky had managed to put his dick away but remained speckled all over with spunk as he glowered up at Gray sand said, "You are SO annoying. What are you even doing here?"

"Stalking you. Duh!" Gray sniggered as he made himself comfortable on Mikey's bed, placing his hands under his head as he laid on his back, looking to the side as Nicky stood. He rolled his eyes as he got another glare and said, "I saw you leave. Just figured I'd come check on you cos you're all stressy and stuff!"

"Stressy isn't a word!" Nicky frowned.

"You're not a word!" Gray said accusingly.

"What!?" Nicky exclaimed with a confused frown.

"No idea," Gray replied with a shrug. "So did ya just come in here to knock one out, or is something actually wrong?"

"What's wrong is you annoying me!" Nicky pouted as he attempted to clean up discretely.

"Sorry, I... sorry," Gray said sheepishly as he began to roll away to leave.

"No, stop," Nicky said as he reached out to grab Gray's shoulder and stop him. "I'm such a dick to you. I keep... taking out my bad moods on you and you don't deserve it and you keep forgiving me and I tell myself I won't do it again and then I do and I'm such a dick and..."

"It's okay," Gray interjected, "I AM annoying. Usually on purpose, y'know, cos it's funny, but I'll ease off a bit!"

"No, don't," Nicky said, shaking his head, "I... like being annoyed by you!" He blushed profusely as he said it, fully expecting absolute mockery in return.

Gray didn't tease, he just shrugged and said, "Good, I like annoying you. And maybe from now on when you're a bitch to me, I don't apologise, I just punch you in your giant balls!"

"Have you been hanging out with Josh?" Nicky sniggered at the very Josh-esque suggestion.

"I'd rather you just tell me I'm being a bitch, but hey, if you're into that stuff, follow your kink!" Nicky teased.

"That's pretty much the school motto, right!" Gray giggled, getting a laugh from Nicky. "You wanna head back to the party?" he asked casually.

"Maybe not yet," Nicky said, appreciating the quietness for now, "But you can go back if you like!"

Gray scoffed as he shook his head and said, "What? Why would I do that? Why spread my annoyingness around thirty guys when I can stay here and aim all of it at you?"

"Lucky me!" Nicky groaned, though he couldn't help the smile on his face as he said it.

"Yawn!" Kev said as he rolled his eyes. "Come on, Strip Pool, that's fuckin' boring!" he complained at the suggestion that had just been made.

"Yeah, I saw him naked in the showers like... an hour ago!" Tim seemingly agreed with him.

"Oh, showering together, was ya?" Adrian teased, getting a few laughs from the other boys around them.

"Oh grow up, we all share a fucking shower room," Kev scoffed.

"Okay, then how about Strip Pool, but the losing team has to get blown in front of everyone!" JR suggested, the three birthday boys forming the majority of the conversation taking place around the pool table.

"Yeah, I ain't blowing anyone in front of you lot!" Tim insisted.

"Then how about they get blown by Danny!" Adrian offered.

The gathered boys looked at him for a moment, then glanced round to where Danny was stood talking to some of their classmates. He turned at the mention of his name.

"After all, what's the point of having a local slut if you don't use their slutty service to their full slutty potential!" Adrian said, getting a wave a laughter from the others.

"Hey, fuck you!" Mikey snapped angrily as he heard Danny being insulted.

"Ooh, careful, you woke the beast!" JR sniggered.

"Which one?" Tim replied with a derisive smirk.

"I know. How can they say he has multiple personalities? He's barely got ONE!" JR replied, laughing hysterically.

The other boys around them seemed to split into two camps – those who found the comments amusing, and those who looked scared of what was about to happen.

"That's not what my thing is!" Mikey said quietly, looking more upset than angry.

"Wow, I guess they finally muzzled the beast!" JR smirked at the timid response.

"Woah woah woah, what the fuck!" Chris called out as he jumped up to move into the middle of the gathering group. Mark had jumped up with him, not saying anything but very visibly providing his support. "Where the fuck's this coming from?" he asked, disappointed to hear such hateful words from his classmates.

"Just not keen to have a psycho hanging around. There are sharp and pointy things in this place, ya know!" Tim taunted.

"I'd never hurt anyone," Mikey said, almost tearfully.

Seeing Mikey upset rather than angry caught most of the group by surprise, and also seemed to shift sentiment in his favour as they all looked angrily at the two birthday boys.

With the other two silent for now, Chris turned his attention to Adrian and said, "And you! I love ya mate, but if you ever call my boyfriend a slut again, I'll beat the shit outta ya. Ya get me?"

Adrian looked just as shocked as the rest of the group to hear Chris's threat. "Yeah, sorry, I was just kidding," he said timidly, cowering back a little.

"Yeah, well kid about someone else for a change, would ya! You're getting really fucking boring!" Chris said sharply.

"Jesus, a psycho, a killer and now this. Their dorm's really ticking all the crazy boxes, aren't they!" JR said derisively.

As the crowd gasped at the comment, Chris looked positively apoplectic as he started towards JR, but was held back by a sudden hand on his shoulder.

"Don't!" Mark said, shaking his head as Chris looked at him. As they held each other's gaze for a moment, he nodded and waited for Chris to back down, then looked to JR and Tim as he said, "Back at King Edwards, people used to say stuff like that all the time and it was usually because they didn't understand or they were just scared of stuff. I thought this place was better and if you got things to say or questions to ask then... let's talk, but we're not gonna stand here and be insulted, or act the way you want us to act and start punching you, even if you do deserve it, so we're gonna go. Come talk to us when you're feeling more civil!"

The mature and measured response hit the two boys harder than any punch, insult or profanity could have as they both blushed heavily at the words. There were sniggers and quiet mutters from all around the group of Year 10s.

"Come on," Mark said as he pulled Chris along, then held out an arm to Mikey to start leading him away too.

As the three boys headed for the door, Danny, David and Rob followed, accompanied by James and Jazz. One by one, other members of the group followed too, heading out en masse to leave JR and Tim both standing by the pool table.

The party quickly moved through into the living area outside dorms 2.01 and 2.02, with most of the boys eagerly offering their support to Mikey, Mark and Chris after what they had just witnessed as the celebrating continued on.

"Jesus, that really didn't go the way I thought it would!" Danny said quietly as he stood briefly with Chris and Mark. "Thanks for standing up for me," he said with a sweet smile to Chris, then looked to Mark and said, "That was so cool. You're awesome!"

Mark didn't reply, his expression neutral but clearly pained. He was quickly rushed into Chris and Danny's room where he looked ready to burst into tears but managed to hold it back out of sheer stoicism. "He called me a killer!" he said sadly, "And it's true!"

Chris and Danny didn't have anything they could say back to him, so they just pulled him between them into a hug.

Rob had been sat beside Josh's bed for several minutes watching as he slept peacefully. Normally he wouldn't have even considered waking him, but he knew Niall was due to do his regular checks shortly, so he figured he would be waking up anyway. He reached over and stroked his best friend's arm gently.

Josh stirred and opened his eyes blearily. "Wha... what day is it?" he asked dopily.

"Hnnh, still Sunday," Rob chuckled, "But it's late, I gotta go soon!"

"Did you wake me just to tell me that?" Josh smirked as he remained curled up on his side.

Rob shook his head as he placed his hands on the bed and let his chin rest on them, facing Josh directly. "No, I came to... talk about Mark!"

The sleepy smile on Josh's face was instantly replaced by a scowl as he said angrily, "Does that mean he told you what he did?" As Rob nodded gently, Josh's anger waned a little as he said curiously, "You don't look as angry as I feel which makes me think you're gonna tell me I'm wrong!"

"Not gonna tell you you're wrong," Rob shrugged, "I just... wanted to hear your side of it!"

Josh rolled onto his back, staring up at the ceiling. "What's to hear? He knows how much I hate my cunt of a brother. He knows how I felt about the funeral. He went anyway, so he's a cunt!"

Rob reached out and placed a hand gently on Josh's chest as he said, "You don't really think he's a cunt!"

Josh pouted and let his head tilt to the side to face Rob as he sighed, "No, I don't. But I'm still pissed at him!"

"That's fair," Rob said diplomatically, "But... what you have to remember, mate, is that you and Mark didn't go through the same thing!"

Josh pushed himself up to sit leaning against the top of the bed as he frowned and said, "Umm... yeah, we kinda did! I was there and so was he!"

Rob nodded thoughtfully as he sat up too to face Josh. "Yeah, okay, so you were both in the same place at the same time, but that's not what I mean," he explained, "Look, for you, you got cornered by your brother – a guy you've known your entire life and who spent most of that time absolutely torturing you. He's someone you know and someone you hate. You were trapped and someone you care about saved you. And now I don't really think it's much of a secret to say you're actually happy to finally be completely free of him, right?"

"Too fucking right," Josh pouted.

"Yeah, well that's not what happened to Mark," Rob said with a gentle headshake. "Mark stumbled into a situation where a total stranger was threatening someone he REALLY cares about and he wasn't seeing a guy who abused you, or a brother who shouldn't have been allowed near you, he just saw a psycho with a knife threatening someone important to him, so he did what he needed to do to protect you. And while you get to be happy that your brother's gone, Mark's stuck living with the fact that someone is dead because of what HE did."

"I hadn't... really thought of it that way," Josh said glumly.

"And he's doing all the right things to try and handle it. Y'know, he... he goes to the therapy sessions and he talks to us when he's down, but he's still just trying to find ways to deal with it. Think of it this way. You know how much he likes you, right?" Rob probed.

Josh blushed a little as he nodded.

"And you made no secret about how you felt about the funeral!" Rob went on.

Another nod.

"I think it probably says a lot that he knew how you felt about this but went anyway. He wouldn't have done that if he didn't absolutely HAVE to," Rob continued, "And sure he kept it from you, but only as long as he had to and then as soon as he got back, he told you about it because he didn't wanna lie to you, even knowing you'd be pissed at him!"

Josh's brow furrowed heavily as he took several deep angry breaths, shaking his head. "Fuck!" he snapped furiously, "They're gone! My brothers are finally gone and I thought I was free of them but somehow they're STILL managing to fuck my life up." He looked to Rob a little tearfully as he added, "I hate them, Rob. I hate them so fucking much!"

"I know ya do, bud," Rob said as he reached out to hold Josh's hand. "But like you said, they're gone and you're still here," he paused to look around at the room as he smirked and added, "No matter how much nature might be trying to kill you off too!"

"You're such a dick!" Josh laughed, shaking his head. They shared a calming moment before Josh sighed and said, "I guess I just need to get the fuck over this, don't I!"

"No," Rob said, shaking his head again. "I think it's okay to be angry, but... maybe don't JUST be angry. Remember he's your friend as well and you... like each other a lot!"

Josh nodded gently but was soon distracted by the door opening.

"Okay, lil dude, let's get you checked out!" Niall said happily as he strolled in. "Which means you bog off," he added playfully, gesturing for Rob to leave.

"It's your bedside manner that really makes you shine at this job!" Rob said with a wry grin as he passed the young nurse. "See ya tomorrow, bud."

"Yeah, thanks Rob," Josh said with a meek smile.

Rob made his way out of the medical facility and figured he just had enough time for a couple of quick stops on the way back to the dorm. Stopping in first at dorm 3.16 for a goodnight kiss from Luke, then a flying visit to dorm 2.03 to do the same with Jazz, he headed back to his own dorm. As he walked in, he could see Mark looking substantially perkier, sitting up on his bed holding his phone up.

"I SWEAR, IF YOU TRY AND STICK THAT THING IN ME ONE MORE TIME I'M GONNA SHOVE IT INTO YOU!" Rob heard Josh yell from the other end of the video call, followed by a muffled response from Niall, then another addition from Josh, "NO I AM NOT FLIRTING WITH YOU. SHUT UP! I'M TRYING TO TALK!"

Mark caught Rob's eye as he passed and nodded to the boy on his screen, giving him a questioning look.

Rob smiled and shrugged.

"Thank you," Mark mouthed silently before attempting to return to his conversation with an embattled Josh.

Chris let out a gentle sigh as he glanced across the darkened dorm. Despite the show of support and solidarity from most of his classmates, Mikey had taken the comments from JR and Tim hard and had ended up climbing into bed with Nicky after lights out, cuddling up to him until they eventually fell asleep. Beside Chris, Danny was splayed out on his own bunk, breathing rhythmically, but very audibly not asleep yet.

"You still awake?" Danny asked in response to the sigh.

"Yeah," Chris whispered back.

"Why?" Danny asked curiously.

"Just... reasons," Chris answered evasively.

"You're staying awake to make sure I'm okay, aren't you?" Danny asked, slightly accusingly.

"Hmm, that depends," Chris replied coyly. "If you think it's nice, then yes. If you think it's annoying, then... no, I have insomnia!"

Danny chuckled and reached out to stroke Chris's cheek as he said, "I think it's really sweet. Thank you! You don't have to, though. I'm fine. Well, mostly fine, but... fine enough that you don't need to worry!"

"It's just... what Adrian said..." Chris said cautiously, trailing off as he didn't really know what he wanted to say about it.

"That's the really stupid thing. What he said wasn't really wrong and it wasn't really mean, at least... I don't think he meant it to be. You know he loves me!" Danny explained.

Chris reached over and grabbed Danny as he said, "I do, but he can't have you, cos you're mine!"

Danny giggled and happily gripped onto Chris for a moment, then said, "Relax, we're SO far past him loving me in that way!" He got a happy squeeze in response. "I dunno, it's kinda weird. I know Nicky thinks they're bullying me and Mr Rudd says he wants to, like... I dunno, do some anti-bullying workshops or something to try and deal with it, but..." He sighed and shook his head a little, confused by the whole thing. "I dunno, it's all just... so hard!"

Chris remained motionless for a moment, clearly holding back.

"I just mentioned Mr Rudd' and hard' and now you wanna say something funny, don't you!" Danny smirked.

"Maybe," Chris said sheepishly.

"Oh!" Danny suddenly exclaimed, then realised how loud it was, looked round to make sure he hadn't disturbed Mikey and Nicky and repeated more quietly, "Oh!"

"Oh what?" Chris whispered back.

"Oh, I have a great idea. Come with me!" Danny said as he pulled away from Chris and climbed out of bed.

Chris stood up and watched as Danny moved round, heading for the door. "Do I need to get dressed?" Chris asked, dressed for bed as usual in just his boxers.

"Definitely not!" Danny hissed excitedly, then gestured for Chris to head out and closed the door behind them. As they got out into the living area, he happily took Chris' hand and led him out into the hallway.

"Naked walk?" Chris asked curiously.

"Better!" Danny replied as they hurried a short way down the corridor and stopped outside the door to Mr Rudd's apartment.

"Danny!?" Chris whispered anxiously, "I don't wanna get in trouble! Whenever I do Blane uses his big brother voice and it's annoying but it also turns me on which is REALLY confusing!"

Danny stared, blinking blankly a couple of times before he shook his head and said, "Yeah, we're not unpacking that right now, but chill, no trouble. Just... fun!" He didn't bother knocking on the door, he simply opened it and walked inside.

"Who's there?" Mr Rudd immediately called out from the living room. As he appeared in the doorway, looking with concern at the two underwear-clad boys he asked, "Is something wrong?"

"Yeah, you're REALLY overdressed!" Danny said bluntly.

"Danny?" Mr Rudd said, his tone a mix of caution and concern.

"Relax. You KNOW he knows we do things," Danny said, gesturing to Chris who just gave the teacher a slight shrug.

"Danny, I think you should go back to bed!" Mr Rudd said sternly.

Danny, who was still holding onto Chris's hand, felt him move back a bit but tugged him forward as he said to the teacher, "Going to bed was exactly what I had in mind!"

"Danny, I'm not playing!" Mr Rudd said, scowling slightly.

Danny reached down and pulled his underwear down to his ankles, then reached to the side and pulled Chris' down too.

"Jeebus, Danny!" Chris exclaimed in surprise, crossing his hands in front of his crotch.

"Relax!" Danny insisted, still squatting. He reached over and pulled Chris' hands away then began stroking his dick. "We're just having fun!" he said with a smile up to Chris, then glanced to the spectating teacher and added, "Don't you wanna have fun with us?"

Mr Rudd remained silent, watching as Danny stroked his boyfriend. He could see Chris was getting hard and Danny's own dick was stiffening along with it. As much as he wished it wasn't, his own was beginning to chub up too.

"Take your shirt off, Max!" Danny said. He had used the man's name, their usual indicator that Danny was taking charge, speaking to the man and not the teacher.

"That's so weird," Chris muttered at the use of the teacher's name. He tended to think of most of them as not actually having a first name other than `Mister'.

"Max!" Danny said as he stood, pacing slowly towards the man, "I said... take off your shirt!" A smile slowly spread across his face as he looked Max up and down, then purred, "Or do you want ME to take it off while Chris watches?"

"Yes please!" Chris said eagerly.

"I mean, I was talking to him," Danny sniggered, nodding to Max, "But I'm not hearing any objection!"

"Danny," Max said shakily.

Danny placed his hands on the man's chest, leaned in close and stretched up a little to growl in his ear, "That's still not a no!" He gently nibbled at Max's ear, getting a shuddery groan in response. He moved round behind the muscular figure, then reached round with both arms to start undoing his shirt.

Chris watched, frozen in place with his cock hard and his boxers around his ankles, staring as Danny slowly exposed more and more of the teacher's muscular, hairy body. Unlike Danny, Chris was more into guys his own age, but he really couldn't deny that Mr Rudd was a seriously sexy fecker. The bulging, furry pectorals, the massive ridges of his abdominals, the massive biceps threatening to rip their way out of his sleeves. The fact Danny was the one exposing him just took it to a whole new level of exciting.

With the buttons undone, Danny started sliding the shirt down off Max's shoulders, exposing more tanned skin, tattoos and muscle, which he proceeded to kiss and lick as he revealed it. Taking a moment away from his oral worship, Danny called over to Chris, "Come over and see how he feels. Grab his tits, they're fucking amazing!"

"Jesus fucking christ, Danny!" Max gasped, still trying to fight the urge to let the boy do whatever he wanted. With surprising nervousness, he watched as Chris approached, held his breath as the other boy raised his hands and let out a shuddery gasp as he felt the young palms cupping his bulging pecs.

"Oh, wow," Chris gasped. "I'm no muscle queen, but... feck, that's hot!" he said shakily.

"I know right. Give `em a squeeze, then try the abs!" Danny suggested excitedly, pressing his erection against the man's leg.

"We shouldn't... be doing this..." Max said shakily.

"I know," Danny said, then stretched up to nibble the teacher's ear again before he growled, "That's what makes it so hot!" Peering round the man again, he grinned at the mesmerised look on Chris' face and suggested, "Why don't you take his trousers off?"

Chris nodded for a moment as his gaze dropped lower. "Okay," he whispered shakily as he looked at the trunk-like legs and the even-bigger-than-usual bulge the teacher was sporting. He gulped a little as he reached out and started undoing the trousers. As he got them open, he had assumed they would just drop, but the muscular legs within kept them so tight they didn't move an inch. Chris grabbed the waistband and started peeling them down, squatting as he did it.

"Fuck," Max gasped as he felt his legs and underwear being exposed. He didn't even dare to look down at the bulge or the boy who was now eye-level with it.

"Woah," Chris gasped in happy surprise as he saw the man's briefs tenting obscenely. It was pulling the fabric away from his body a little on either side, revealing a hint of the massive ball-sac nestled beneath the obvious erection.

"Touch it!" Danny hissed, hovering above Chris slightly to offer the forbidden temptation.

Chris nodded again as he tentatively raised a hand and placed it straight onto the bulge. He could feel the raging-hard head of his teacher's penis beneath his palm as his fingers wrapped over it and gripped at the ridge of his glans. "Feck!" Chris muttered in thrilled surprise.

"Come on then, Max. Be honest!" Danny asked as he moved to stand behind Chris, casually pressing his erection against the back of his boyfriend's neck as he stared at the near-naked man. "Do you want us to carry on?"

Max opened his mouth but all that came out was a shuddery breath, so he simply nodded.

Danny grinned wickedly as he said, "I'm gonna need to hear you say it, Max. Consent is important after all!"

"Nice!" Chris sniggered, glancing back and up at the boy behind him.

"I... want you to carry on!" Max said breathlessly, his legs trembling slightly as he stared at the young, naked couple.

"You heard him, Chris," Danny purred seductively, "Get `em off!"

"Gladly!" Chris said as he reached up to the teacher's briefs. Taking hold of both sides, he pulled them down, staring in sheer delight as the thick root of the man's cock came into view, emerging from a heavy but neat bush of black pubes.

As the cock sprang free, Chris couldn't help comparing it to the other big dicks in his life. Nicky absolutely had the lead when it came to the overall title of `biggest', and while he was pleasantly thick, his penis wasn't quite as prodigious in its girth as it was in its length. Mark was pretty sizeable too, and while shorter than Nicky by several centimetres, he was slightly thicker too. Max... Mr Rudd... whatever he was right now, he was somewhere in the middle of the other two length-wise, but had them both beat on girth. It was a thick beast of a cock.

"Play with it!" Danny instructed, then watched with pure delight as Chris eagerly grasped at the meaty tool with both hands, massaging it for a few moments before letting one hand slip down to cup the large balls dangling beneath. "Lick it!" he said, nudging Chris a little from behind.

Chris nodded as he leaned forward and poked out his tongue to press it against the tip of the throbbing boner.

"Oh god!" Max gasped, adding another shuddery moan as Danny reached out to tweak a nipple.

"Damn, SIR, you look ready to blow," Danny teased, knowing how much it messed with Max when he was referred to by his usual title instead. He just got a head shake and slight panting in return. "Here. Let's see if this helps. Chris, you take that side," he said as he nudged Chris to the left, then moved to the right and squatted down.

Chris followed Danny's lead as he watched his boyfriend place his lips against the side of the teacher's shaft, mirroring his position so their mouths were pressed against either side of the straining tool. They both opened their mouths wider so that their top lips briefly touched over the top of Max's ample appendage, their tongues pressing against it at the same time. They began sliding up the man's cock until their lips slid over the ridge of his glans and the head disappeared inside the two boys' mouths.

"Holy fuck!" Max yelped, reaching out to steady himself, though he found nothing other than the two boys to grasp onto.

Danny and Chris both started to slide back down, spurred on by the enthusiastic reaction as they started masturbating the manly dick with their mouths, sliding back and forth faster and faster.

"Oh god, oh god, oh my fucking god!" Max grunted as he felt himself speeding towards climax. As the two boys reached the head once again, he added a shaky, "I'm cumming!" He felt the mouths stop in place as he began to spurt, most of his load going into the two eager mouths, though a few drops spurted out in between them and landed heavily on the floor.

Danny pulled away and stood, licking his lips as he held out a hand to help Chris stand too. "I really love that dick!" he stated bluntly.

"I can see why!" Chris said with a bemused smile, then reached out to wipe a little spunk from his boyfriend's cheek before licking it off his finger. He felt a slight thrill as he heard the teacher grunt excitedly at the sight of it.

"Max, go sit on the chair in your room!" Danny ordered.

"Why?" Max asked curiously.

"Because I said so!" Danny replied back firmly but without anger or annoyance. He stood and watched as the teacher pulled his feet free of the trousers and briefs around his ankles before heading for the bedroom. Smirking a little, he added, "And you can take the socks off!"

"Danny! Fuck!" Chris gasped as he stood. He looked in the direction of the bedroom and whispered, "Damn, I knew he was hot, but... feck me, seeing him like that... seeing him... obey you..." He trailed off as he reached down to grasp at his own erection.

"Nuh-uh," Danny said as he swatted Chris' hand away from his penis. "No touching or, well, anything unless I say so!"

"Ugh, yes sir!" Chris grunted playfully.

"I love you so fucking much!" Danny said suddenly before grasping Chris in an eager, passionate kiss. Their excitement and nakedness already made it a passionate embrace, but the taste of their teacher's spunk in their mouths only served to make it more intense.

Pulling back a little breathlessly after a couple of minutes, Chris gasped, "I love you too!"

"Good, now go get on Max's bed, on all-fours, facing him!" Danny instructed.

"Oh feck, okay!" Chris said, already seeing where this was going.

Danny waited as Chris headed into the bedroom, enjoying the sound of what was presumably a very awkward silence between his boyfriend and his teacher. He wanted to get started right away, but he also wanted to make them wait. Eventually his own horniness got the better of him and he walked in after them. Without saying a word, Danny headed to the bedside cabinet, opened a drawer and pulled out some lubricant.

Chris smiled at Danny's actions. Something about him knowing where the teacher kept his sex supplies and seeing Danny access them so casually was just... weirdly exciting. His cock was oozing precum in anticipation as he watched Danny walk around the bed, then felt the mattress dip a little as the other boy climbed on.

"Max, I'm gonna fuck my boyfriend now!" Danny said matter-of-factly. "You're not gonna touch yourself and you're gonna stare Chris dead in the eye for every single moment of it. D'you understand?"

"I do," Max said, gulping a little as he nodded.

"And you," Danny said as he leaned forward, resting on Chris' back as he reached round with one hand to grab his dick and the other to stroke his chest, "You stare right back at him. You stare at your sexy, naked teacher while he watches you get fucked!"

"Yes sir," Chris gasped, not so playful this time.

Danny knelt back up and squirted out a hefty dollop of lubricant, rubbing it onto both hands, one of which he used to quickly and roughly finger Chris while the other stroked at his painfully-hard erection. As soon as he was sufficiently slick, he grabbed Chris' butt cheeks to pull them apart then manoeuvred the head of his dick to the waiting hole and began to push against it. It took very little pressure before he felt himself sliding in. Not in the most subtle of moods, Danny just continued to push all the way in until his hips pressed against Chris' buttocks.

"Whadda you think, Max? D'you like seeing us fuck?" Danny asked. Seeing the man struggle to answer, he let his gaze roam down the muscular naked body. Despite cumming just several minutes earlier, he was sporting a full erection once again, so Danny sniggered and said, "I'll take the massive hard-on as a yes!"

Chris continued to stare at Max, who stared back at him as ordered. It was strange and awkward and exciting and confusing, all at once. Both of them enjoying the sight of each other, both a little embarrassed to be seen in such a state, both completely compliant to Danny.

Danny began to build up to a steady rhythm, sliding his full length in, then most of the way back out. Though he maintained a quick pace, it wasn't quite frantic enough to push him all the way to climax, though the churning in his balls made it clear it wouldn't take much when he did want to cum. He continued pounding at Chris, enjoying the prolonged stare between the other two.

Eventually, Danny pulled out, getting a slight whimper of disappointment from Chris. Smirking as he reached out to stroke his boyfriend's arm gently, he said, "Don't worry, I'll be back. But first..." He turned his gaze to Max and said, "Look at me!"

Max finally broke his eyes away from Chris and looked to Danny as instructed, red-faced and nervous.

"I'm gonna sit in that chair now, and watch YOU fuck MY boyfriend!" Danny said firmly. There was no threat to it, no malice, nothing sinister, but it was painfully clear it was exactly what was going to happen, whether the man liked it or not.

"Ah feck!" Chris gasped at the thought of the thick tool penetrating him.

Max stood, nodding a little as he moved round to take Danny's previous position on the bed. Grabbing the bottle of lubricant, he massaged some onto his cock as he stared down at Chris' back and butt. "If... if it hurts..." he started.

"I'll say stop and Danny'll let you. Chill, we're good!" Chris said, casually nodding without looking back.

Max couldn't help smiling, both at the boy's comfort with saying no, but also the complete faith Chris seemed to have in his boyfriend to put safety first. It was a strangely proud moment for the man, though any pride he felt was soon washed away by the wave of guilt that struck him the moment he placed his hands on Chris' bare buttocks. He used one hand to push his dick downwards slightly as he let the head of it press against Chris' slick hole.

"Oh, feck me, sir!" Chris gasped as he felt the thick tool penetrate him.

"Just a comment, or a request?" Max asked playfully.

Chris chuckled and looked back as he said, "Bit of both!"

"No talking!" Danny snapped, shaking his head. "Just fuck!"

Max frowned a little but complied as Chris turned away, fucking the boy as his boyfriend stared on intently.

Danny let the fucking continue for several minutes, enjoying the pleasured moans from them both, imagining how much precum Max was leaking inside Chris – hopefully just as much as Chris was leaking himself, leaving a large wet patch on the bed. His own dick was begging for attention, but he resisted touching as he had other plans. "Okay, pull out!" he ordered as he stood.

Max nodded as he shuffled back a bit, letting his dick slip out of Chris as he did so.

Danny climbed onto the bed and made his way in between the other two as he stated, "I'm fucking Chris, you're fucking me, got it?"

"Holy feck, Danny," Chris whimpered, desperate to cum by now.

As Danny slid back into Chris, he felt a strong arm grip him from behind, holding him in place as meaty fingers pushed slippery goo into his hole for a second, followed moments later by a thick, rigid prick. "Fuck yes," Danny growled excitedly. He began bouncing back and forth, letting his cock slide into Chris before pulling back to feel Max inside him. The dual sensation of the teacher's cock and his boyfriend's butt soon had the churning in his balls turning into an unstoppable release.

"Oh, Danny, yussss!" Chris hissed as he felt Danny shooting inside him, filling him up with a hefty, hot load.

Barely taking even a moment to revel in his own orgasm, Danny pulled away and ordered Max, "Lay down on your back!"

Once again Max complied, then watched in shaky excitement as Danny stood over him, then squatted down to take the thick, meaty cock inside him once again.

"Chris, get up here," Danny instructed, gesturing where he wanted his boyfriend to stand. As soon as he was in place, Danny started sucking on the other boy's solid, precum-drenched cock, enjoying the taste of the sweet, slippery goo as he lashed at it with his tongue.

Danny lost himself once again in the mix of sensations, no longer heading for an orgasm of his own but still in absolute heaven from the two dicks inside him. He wasn't sure who shot first, but soon enough he had Chris grunting above him and filling his throat with spunk, while Max was groaning below as his thick tool filled Danny with his manly load.

Chris staggered away and Danny lifted himself enough to let Max's dick slip out of him, but dropped straight back down to lie atop the muscular man, his head resting on the cushiony softness of his relaxed pectorals.

Chris laid down at the teacher's side and felt a muscular arm wrap around him. As he nestled into the man's side, breathing in his heavenly musk, he stared up at the boy lying on top of him. After a few minutes of peaceful silence, Chris could hear Danny's breathing change as he drifted off to sleep.

"Thank you, sir!" Chris whispered wistfully.

"Umm, you... don't need to thank me for this," Max said, still feeling guilty about being with Danny, let alone Chris as well.

"No, not for this!" Chris said with a meek smile, though he frowned briefly and added, "Although yeah, actually, thanks for this too. You have an amazing dick!"

"Umm, thanks," Max replied a little awkwardly.

"I just meant... for him!" Chris said, reaching up to stroke Danny's hair. "I know you've been, umm... looking out for him. I know it's your job to look out for us, but I know from Levi and Blane that there's doing your job and there's... giving it a bit extra," he explained, "I love him so much and I know he's gonna be okay, and a big part of that is because of you, so... thank you, sincerely!"

"You're very welcome," Max said, pulling Chris a little closer as he tilted his head to the side and kissed the top of his head. "And I'm always here if you need anything too, y'know. I know you've got a lot going on around you and I'm always here!"

"Thank you, sir," Chris said as he happily nuzzled against the naked duo beside him.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed. New chapters will post weekly, so be back same time next week for more!

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If you wish to read any of my other stories, please see below for links

The Kingswood Saga

Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://new.nifty.org/stories/tales-from-kingswood-05107/

Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://new.nifty.org/stories/half-term-at-kingswood-02038/

The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-kingswood-eight-72284/

A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/a-very-kingswood-easter-59761/

The Kingswood Effect (Book 3) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-kingswood-effect-64914/

Chris and Danny's Super Sexy Summer (Book 3 bonus story) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/chris-and-dannys-super-sexy-summer-98673/

The Benny Saga (in reading order)

Benny Takes Control – https://new.nifty.org/stories/benny-takes-control-42615/

The Dangers of Desire – https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-dangers-of-desire-57149/

Benny's House – https://new.nifty.org/stories/bennys-house-65127/

Other Series

Possession – https://new.nifty.org/stories/possession-25306/

Phil's Naked Adventures – https://new.nifty.org/stories/phils-naked-adventures-02988/

The Humiliation Games - https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-humiliation-games-31885/

One-shots

The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction

Jake's Exposure – https://new.nifty.org/stories/jakes-exposure-73714/

Becoming an Internet Master – https://new.nifty.org/stories/becoming-an-internet-master-13630/

Brian's Big Mistake – https://new.nifty.org/stories/brians-big-mistake-31378/

And Then It Got Worse – https://new.nifty.org/stories/and-then-it-got-worse-05003/

Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity

There's a Naked Alfie in the Garden - https://new.nifty.org/stories/theres-a-naked-alfie-in-the-garden-35531/