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The Kingswood Effect
Chapter 13
Saturday 30 October 2021
Chris wandered down the empty hallway. It had been a long walk from the dorm, unusually long... unnaturally long even. He hadn't seen or heard another person the entire time. It was the middle of the day and he would have expected to see at least somebody walking around, maybe even just hear a distant voice in a nearby dorm talking, playing, listening to music, but he heard nothing. It felt like he could be the only person in the entire building.
Up ahead, a door opened and the sound of a party filled the hallway. Breathing a sigh of relief, Chris headed for it at a brisk walk, but the faster he tried to go, the more of a struggle it was, his arms and legs getting heavier, some invisible force holding him back, so he slowed to a saunter. It was torturously slow progress, trudging along heavily as the door seemingly stretched away from him with each step but he pushed through, determined to find the other people.
Finally, after what felt like hours, he reached the door, but as he stepped inside the sounds of the party vanished, the room completely empty. He let out a slight whimper, feeling completely alone once again in the large, abandoned building.
Then it happened again, the sound started back up, though this time echoing the whole way round the large atrium, apparently coming from the Dining Hall down on the ground floor. Again, he tried to rush back down the hallway and to the stairs but found himself weighed down and pulled back. Desperately trying to urge himself forward, he just felt heavier and heavier until he was forced to slow again..
As he reached the top of the stairs and looked down them, they seemed to stretch out longer than normal below him. The heaviness of his limbs made each step down look like a monumental task. Remaining still, he looked down and began to count in his head. Counting how many stairs, how many tiresome steps it would take to reach the bottom, he realised the number just kept on going. Each one he counted made two more extend from the bottom.
Realising he was only making the journey harder, the distance longer and the effort more exhausting for himself, he stopped counting and just started moving. As his foot contacted the first stone step beneath, it held for a moment before a loud crack echoed around him and it gave way beneath him. Reaching out desperately for the handrail, it pulled back, as if deliberately avoiding his grasp as he began to topple forward. Closing his eyes, he held out his hands out to protect himself from the fall but he never felt the impact. Instead he simply passed straight through the staircase... and began to fall.
He attempted to let out a scream as he fell into total darkness, but the louder he tried to shout, the weaker his voice became. It was only when his voice lowered to a gentle whimper that any sound came out, a weak and pathetic, "Help me!" that he barely even heard himself as he continued to fall.
Finally the falling stopped as he hit solid ground, but the pain he had tried to prepare himself for didn't come. Looking round urgently Chris found himself enveloped by a total darkness. He was laying on the ground, motionless and unable to move. "No, please, not here!" he whimpered, knowing somehow exactly where he was, without even seeing it. He was back in the underground tunnel he had fallen into with Danny, but this time he was in Danny's place, paralysed and helpless.
His eyes darted around, the only part of him he could actually move. If he was in Danny's place, maybe that meant Danny was in his. Maybe Danny was there, trying to help, looking after him, trying to save him...
Chris woke with a start as someone jumped on top of him, waking him from his terrifying nightmare. As he opened his eyes, he found himself staring into the face of some kind of hideous monstrosity. Letting out a terrified scream he shoved them hard and jumped away, falling out of his bed and onto the floor as the dorm erupted into raucous laughter.
"Ha, gotcha!" Mike sniggered as he pulled off the Halloween monster mask, climbing off the bed.
"Wha..." Chris groaned, his heart pounding from the nightmare just as much as the rude awakening.
A hand suddenly reached out from beneath the bed and grabbed him. Chris jumped as his head shot round to look what had a hold of him and found himself staring at another equally horrifying visage. He let out another terrified scream and jumped away as Josh pulled off the mask and everyone began laughing all over again.
"Happy Halloween!" Josh sniggered.
Chris reached up and grabbed the covers from his bed and pulled them down over him as he rolled over and curled into a ball. In a way, the two scares had been a mercy, quickly knocking any recollection of the nightmare from Chris' head, though he still felt the gut-wrenching terror it had filled him with. Panting heavily, he grumbled, "I hate you all!" as he heard the ongoing laughter at his expense. "And it's not even Halloween yet!" he called out as the laughter died down.
"No, but the party's tonight, so it still counts," Josh explained as he shuffled out from under the bed, removing the mask he had used to scare Chris.
"Aah, it's hideous!" Mike screamed out as Josh's actual face appeared.
"Oh, so funny!" Josh said, rolling his eyes, "Dickhead," he added as he gave Mike a playful punch.
As Chris lay curled up and catching his breath, he flinched a little as the covers were lifted and light streamed in. "You okay?" Mark asked quietly, sitting on the floor beside him.
"Sure, why wouldn't I be?" Chris asked sarcastically. "Sorry," he quickly apologised, knowing he had been unnecessarily rude, "I'm okay!"
"That was a mean prank," Mark said softly.
Not wanting to give away his shaken emotional state, Chris forced a smile and said, "Yeah, but it was funny, I suppose."
"Well yeah," Mark smirked, "I never said it wasn't funny. You shoulda heard yourself scream!"
"Shut up," Chris said with a slight giggle, sitting up. Horrifying as it had been, it was almost nice to have been target of the prank. Insults and pranks were basically the second language for students at Kingswood and the fact Chris had been targeted actually helped him feel a little more part of the group he had been feeling increasingly isolated from. He did feel a little guilty as he glanced at Mark though. Nice as it was to have the other boy checking up on him, he sat there wishing it had been someone else. He glanced around the dorm and spotted Danny sat on one of the sofas beside David and let out a gentle sigh.
"Yes! He sent out the dates!" David suddenly declared, seemingly out of nowhere.
"Who sent out what dates?" Rob asked curiously from his own bunk where he was sat reading something on his tablet.
"Mr Rudd!" David called out.
"You mean Josh's boyfriend!" Mike quickly added with a smirk.
"Oh my god, shut up!" Josh growled, punching the other boy in the stomach as they stood up, putting their masks away.
"Aww, don't be embarrassed," Nicky said from up on his bunk. "I think it's cute. You're so funny in PE. `I'll stay late and help put the equipment away, sir!'" he said, imitating Josh.
"Yeah, right," Mike agreed, "He's all like, `Oh yes sir, whatever you say sir, please notice me sir, I love you sir' isn't he!" he mimicked.
As the rest of the boys all laughed at the teasing, Josh scowled and snapped, "I'm NOT like that. Shut up!"
"Sorry, Josh. Hate to kick a kid when he's down, but that's SO what you're like at Survival Club too," Danny said with a shrug. "You're like, Look sir, I made fire, praise me' or Look sir, I can tie these knots, can you use them to tie me up and do me!' It's so funny!"
"Screw you all. You're NOT funny!" Josh pouted as he sat down moodily on Danny's bunk.
"Mate, come on," Chris said as he climbed back up onto his own bunk with Mark following to sit beside him. "You've teased me plenty about Mr Beecham. Don't dish it out if you can't take it in return!"
"He'd take it from Mr Rudd!" Mike cackled, getting more laughs from the rest of the dorm as he jumped onto Josh, wrestling with him.
"You break my bed and I break your necks!" Danny called out as he saw the two boys fighting on his bunk.
Mike's head suddenly popped up as he stopped fighting. Scowling angrily he snapped, "Oh, so YOU can be violent but nobody else can!"
"That's not what I said," Danny frowned in return, defensively. Mike had been snapping at him a lot lately and while Danny had put it down to the ongoing tension Mike was having with his ex-boyfriends, he was beginning to take it personally.
"So what exactly has Mr Rudd sent dates for?" Nicky asked, quickly stepping in to move the conversation on before a full-blown argument could break out.
"The Survival Club camp-outs!" David said, happy to help keep the peace. He lowered his tone a little as he added, "But again, more of you would know that if you ACTUALLY checked your emails!"
"Why would we do that when we've got our cute little secretary to do it for us?" Danny asked with a grin, putting an arm around the smaller boy. As David looked mildly offended, Danny quickly asked, "So when's ours?"
"Oh, we have to miss some classes!" David pouted as he looked down over the schedule.
"How does he say that and NOT sound happy?" Mike asked, wandering over with Josh trapped in a headlock.
Danny just looked back at him sternly, resisting the urge to snap back at him the way he had moments earlier.
"So you guys get to go camping and freeze your arses off while sleeping on the floor?" Rob asked with a slight smirk, "I'm so jealous!"
"Some of us aren't scared of a bit of nature!" Josh said as he pulled free of Mike.
"I'm not scared of nature," Rob shrugged, "It's just humankind invented this wonderful thing called `indoors'. It's this place where you have, like, comfortable beds and heating and running water!"
"Whatever," Josh shrugged. "We get to miss classes and you don't, loser!"
"I'd rather have a whole day of history class than spend the day freezing my arse off in..." Rob started, then paused as he frowned, looked at David and finished, "Where exactly are you going?"
"Oh, we get to spend two nights out in the thrilling and glamorous... Kingswood Forest!" Danny smirked.
"Wait, that's it? You're going camping... over there?" Rob asked, pointing at the window to the woods surrounding the school grounds. "Ooh, fancy!" he mocked.
Josh tutted and rolled his eyes. "This is just a practice run cos we're still learning stuff. We get a proper camping trip later in the year somewhere a bit nicer!"
"What, nicer than that?" Rob said sarcastically as he pointed at the window again, "Not possible," he added with a derisive smirk, triggering a whole new wave of playful squabbling.
Saturday mornings were always quiet in dorm 1.09. With four of the boys off at football practice while Chris and Nicky were at music club, it left just Rob and David at a loose end. Usually, Rob would have been off spending time with his boyfriend, so as David returned to the dorm after his shower, ready to begin the arduous task of styling his hair, he was surprised to see Rob was still there.
"Hey," David said casually, surprised to not have the dorm to himself as he made his way to his desk to start styling his hair.
"Hi," Rob said softly, adjusting his glasses as he looked up from the book he was reading on his tablet. "You finished the book club reading?" he asked, seemingly glad of the interruption.
"Yeah, last night," David nodded, glancing at Rob's reflection in the mirror. "You, erm... not seeing Luke this morning?" He immediately spotted the expression on Rob's face and asked, "Oof, trouble?" as he turned around.
"We're..." Rob started, frowning thoughtfully as he shuffled along the sofa to sit closer to the desk David was sat at. "Well... I guess we kinda had an argument!"
"Oh no, who did what?" David asked, resisting the urge to shake his head. He found it mildly amusing that the boys who seemed so keen to be in relationships seemed to have nothing but trouble with them... except for the sickeningly perfect Danny and Brian!
"It's... complicated," Rob sighed.
David smiled and gestured to the messy pink mass atop his head and said, "This takes me freaking ages, so I've got the time to listen!"
Rob chuckled and nodded. "It's okay, it's... erm... it'll sound stupid!"
"Course it will," David shrugged. "Love IS stupid!"
Rob frowned at David, looking at his reflection in the mirror as he enquired, "Is that romantic or cynical?"
David shrugged again and said, "Bit of both, probably!"
"Well..." Rob started, sighing as he thought about it. "I guess it started when I met Jazz and... kinda liked him!"
David gasped dramatically. "You cheated on Luke!" he said accusingly.
"No!" Rob insisted. "Luke likes Jazz too!"
David gasped again. "Luke cheated on you!" he guessed.
"Oh my god, do you want me to actually explain it or are you just gonna keep making stupid guesses?" Rob asked grumpily.
"Bit of both, probably," David repeated with a smirk. As he saw Rob's eye roll, he said, "Okay, sorry, I'll listen!"
"So me and Luke both liked Jazz," Rob resumed, "And I mean... ya know... LIKED him." As David nodded, he went on, "So when we found out he was coming to Kingswood, we were both stupidly excited and thinking... great, he'll be here and we like him and we think he likes us and maybe... he'll want to be WITH us!"
"And he didn't?" David asked, looking a little confused. He had seen Rob with Jazz back before he joined the school and the attraction was obvious both ways.
"Yeah, that's the stupid thing," Rob sighed, "It kinda turns out he did, but... I dunno, he said something that made us kinda assume he didn't and, like... every time I thought about just asking him, something always came up that made me think, `no, he's not interested' so I never actually got round to talking to him about and now it's too late cos he's started seeing Kayden!"
"Kayden Evans? From next door?" David asked, then smiled as he got a nod and said, "That's awesome. Kayden's so cool, we have LOADS of stuff together and he's really..." he paused as he saw Rob glaring. "Sorry, not helping, am I?"
"No!" Rob said coldly.
"Okay, so... you wanted to be with him, but you're not," David said, thinking aloud, "How does that add up to you and Luke arguing. You two always seem so... chill!"
"Yeah, we are," Rob nodded wistfully, feeling a gnawing sensation in his stomach as he thought about his boyfriend. "Well, we are about most things, but when it comes to Jazz, we just kinda... keep arguing! Like... Jazz told us he was with Kayden and Luke got pissed at me for NOT talking to Jazz about it, like he was SO disappointed to JUST be with me!"
David stopped what he was doing and turned to face Rob, frowning curiously as he said, "But you pretty much just said YOU'RE disappointed YOU don't get to be with Jazz!"
"Yeah, but..." Rob started, "I was just..." he tried again, but couldn't finish.
"Sounds to me like he just said what you were both feeling," David shrugged. "And considering you basically just admitted you didn't get together because you DIDN'T have the nerve to say what you were feeling, I woulda thought you'd actually appreciate him being that open about this stuff cos clearly YOU can't be!"
Rob stared for a moment with jaw slightly agape. "Wow, emotional nut shot much!" he sighed, shaking his head.
David shrugged yet again as he asked, "Am I wrong though?"
"When are you EVER wrong?" Rob asked in return, clearly dejected.
"I have my moments," David sighed.
"So you think I'm wrong for being pissed at Luke?" Rob asked, pouting slightly.
David continued styling as he watched Rob's reflection thoughtfully for a few moments. "It's never wrong to feel what you feel," he explained, repeating advice he had gotten from his dad once. "What matters is whether YOU control that feeling or let it control YOU!"
"Oh really?" Rob replied, feeling a little embarrassed to have his own emotional issues laid so bare. Keen to turn it around he asked, "So how's James doing?" He smirked slightly until he saw the look on David's face and added, "Sorry, that was meant to be funny but I think it just came out mean!"
"Yeah it did, ya shady bitch!" David smirked. "And as it happens... I'm going to be seeing James today... if I can EVER get my hair to freaking behave!" He continued struggling with the new style, now getting harder as his hair had grown since half-term.
"Wait, really?" Rob asked, suddenly sitting up excitably.
"Yes really," David said, feeling a lurch in his stomach. His visit to James was only in his head so far, he hadn't made any formal arrangements. He had fully expected himself to back out of it, as he had `planned' to speak to James every day since coming to the realisation he needed to fix things. Yet every day, he found an excuse not to do it. Saying it out loud to Rob had set an expectation which now made it harder to change his mind.
"Well... good luck to ya," Rob said with a smile. "Maybe we can catch up later and compare how badly things went for both of us!"
"Wow, such confidence," David sniggered.
A few minutes later, Rob had left David behind in the dorm and wandered up to the second floor. As he took a quick look in the Common Room, he spotted Alex and Isaac sat together watching some other Year 11 boys playing a game of pool. He quickly headed over to them, returning the smiles he got as they spotted his approach.
"Hey you," Alex said cheerfully, grabbing Rob in a hug, giving him a quick peck on the cheek as they parted. Considering how often break-ups at Kingswood brought misery and awkwardness, Rob and Alex had made the transition back to friends flawlessly.
"Mate," Isaac nodded, offering his fellow rugby captain a nod and a fist bump. "You're a day early. Our usual Halloween celebration ain't happening `til tomorrow!"
Rob immediately blushed as Alex gave them a quizzical look. When Rob became captain of his Year group's rugby team, he had learned that there were many `traditions' that came with it. Most of them at least got a pretence of being an actual celebration with some sex thrown in, but their Halloween get-together was unashamedly a straight-up orgy! "Good to know, but I'm not here for that!" Rob said before Alex could question it.
"Oh, thank fuck," Isaac said, shaking his head. "You're here to make up with Luke. Pleeeease tell me that's it!"
"Yeah," Rob replied, smirking slightly as he looked at the older boy curiously. "Why?"
As Isaac went to reply, Alex held out a hand to stop him, shaking his head. "Just... go to the dorm. You'll understand!"
"Might need to kick James out though," Isaac added, looking somewhere between concerned and annoyed, "IF you can prise him away from his laptop!"
"Don't worry, I know how to handle James," Rob nodded. "Thanks guys, see ya later!" he added before hurrying out of the Common Room. A quick walk around the hallway and he reached the open door to dorm 2.16. As he looked inside, he spotted James hunched over his laptop at one of the two desks at the rear of the room, while a Luke-shaped mass was hidden under the covers on his bed.
As he wandered in, he noticed James' eyes quickly flick his way but other than that he didn't react, seemingly just ignoring him. Putting that aside for now, Rob walked over and sat on the side of Luke's bed.
"I told you!" Luke snapped from beneath the covers. "I don't wanna do anything today. Just... leave me alone!"
"You sure about that?" Rob asked as he placed his hand on what he assumed to be a shoulder.
"Rob!" Luke yelped, jumping up so quickly he actually managed to knock Rob off the bed and onto the floor. Quickly leaning over he said urgently, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to do that!"
Rob chuckled as he looked up at Luke, then glared round at James who was sniggering to himself. "Oh, so you DO know I'm here!" he said accusingly. "You may want to leave!"
"Can't. Busy!" James grunted, forcing himself to stop laughing as he re-focused on his laptop.
Rob raised a hand to silence Luke who looked ready to interject, then climbed to his feet. "Okay, two things," he said as he stepped closer to James. "Firstly, there's a REALLY good chance that make-up sex is about to happen, and I have a feeling you MAY not want to be around for it!"
"Eww!" James suddenly grunted, jumping to his feet. He closed and unplugged his laptop and started for the door. "Wait, what's the other thing?" he asked curiously, looking back at Rob.
"You may wanna nip down to one-oh-nine. I believe David wanted to see you!" Rob said, wanting to avoid leaving David with an unnecessary search when he finally finished styling.
"D... David?" James stuttered. "Oh, I... erm... I..." he continued, turning to head out of the dorm.
"Door!" Luke shouted after him.
A hand reached back and pulled the door closed.
"So... make-up sex, you say?" Luke asked with a grin, holding out a hand towards Rob.
"Nuh-uh," Rob said, shaking his head as he pulled back. "First we gotta talk about the whole `I don't wanna do anything, just leave me alone' thing. Were you actually moping?" he asked with a mischievous grin.
"No!" Luke pouted. "I was... meditating... in bed!" As Rob sniggered at the terrible lie, he sighed and said, "Of course I was moping. My boyfriend was pissed at me and wasn't talking to me. How could I not mope?"
"Yeah, I guess it was pretty much a legal obligation. Nothing else you could possibly have done!" Rob said with a wry grin.
"Exactly. And I did it so well. I mean, look how sad my mopey face is!" Luke added, looking over-exaggeratedly sad.
"Wow, that IS mopey!" Rob chuckled. "I'm... sorry I made you mope!"
No, don't be sorry," Luke said, finally taking Rob's hand. "I'M sorry. I shouldn't have said what I said!"
"Yes, you should! You were just being honest about what you wanted!" Rob quickly disagreed. He sighed as he sat down on the bed. "I pretty much messed up all the Jazz stuff cos..." He paused, thinking about the verbal smackdown David had given him and went on, "Because I suck at being honest about what I want and what I feel."
Luke nodded gently, not able to disagree with the comment but not wanting to rub but in either. "I don't like falling out with you," he said sadly. "But..." he paused, sighing.
"But that's what we keep doing... over Jazz. I know," Rob nodded. "I was thinking about that on the way up here and... I dunno, maybe it's actually a good thing that stuff with him never happened."
"How d'ya figure that?" Luke asked, his hand now casually stroking Rob's leg.
"Well, if we fall out over him before we even get together with him, who knows how much we might have fought if we were together," Rob reasoned. "And I don't wanna do that. If the choice is to be with Jazz and keep fighting with you or not be with Jazz and be happy with my amazing boyfriend... do I even need to say it?"
"No but say it anyway!" Luke said with a huge grin.
Rob chuckled as he playfully punched Luke's arm. "Fine. I'd choose you. Every time. A million freaking times!"
"Only a million?" Luke pouted.
"Shut up," Rob giggled as he leaned in to kiss his boyfriend.
Their lips met for a moment and both boys almost deflated, the tension melting away from them at the reconciliatory kiss.
Luke raised a hand to stroke Rob's cheek as they parted. Staring Rob in the eye, he sighed and said, "You know I love you, right?"
"Yeah," Rob nodded back gently, removing his glasses. "But say it anyway!" he added with a giggle.
Luke never got the chance to actually say it as Rob lunged at him, kissing him excitedly. As Rob pushed him back down onto the bed, he straddled him, sliding a hand beneath his nape as tongues began to probe each other's mouths. Rob occasionally moved away to pepper Luke's face playfully with gentle kisses, but never managing to stay away from his lips for long.
As Rob felt a hand slide up his torso and tweak a nipple, he let out a gentle moan before he pulled away. "Nuh-uh," he said, slapping Luke's hand away.
"Oh, what? Suddenly not into nipple play?" Luke asked with a grin, knowing it was undoubtedly his lover's biggest turn-on.
"Yeah, we both know the answer to that," Rob smirked. "But no, I just..." he paused, sighing wistfully as he stared down at the boy beneath him. "I feel like I made you suffer for no reason, so... I'm gonna make it up to you. This one's all about you!"
"Oh!" Luke nodded with a wry grin. He grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt then pulled it up and over his head, then tossed it aside. He raised his hands to put them behind his head as he stared up at Rob and said, "Yeah, I think I'm okay with that!"
Rob grinned for a moment then reached out to playfully tug at the tiny patch of hair in one of Luke's armpits and giggled, "I like your little tufts!"
"That tickles, leave my tufts alone" Luke said, squirming a little as he smiled.
Rob tickled him again for a moment then pulled his hand away and said, "Sorry, let's do something that doesn't tickle then!" He started shuffling backwards, reaching down to pull Luke's shorts down as he moved, the older boy's semi-hard cock swinging free, slowly slapping back onto his stomach.
As he felt his thickening cock slip between Rob's lips, Luke let out a happy moan, then grinned as he said, "I really do need to thank Sam for teaching you to do that!"
Rob pulled off for a moment and said, "If you think I'm good, you should let HIM have a go on you!" He gave a grin before taking the dick back into his mouth.
Luke frowned thoughtfully for a moment then asked, "Actually, how about if I didn't?"
Rob glanced up without stopping the sucking, giving the older boy a quizzical look.
"What if I didn't... do things with anyone else?" Luke asked curiously. "And you didn't either!"
Rob stopped as he realised what was being asked, the erection sitting motionless in his mouth for a few seconds before he sat up again. "Wait, you mean... like... full-on monogamy, just you and me?"
Luke shrugged without pulling his hands out from behind his head. "I'm not saying we HAVE to do it, but... well... I love you... and we know WE work, so... I thought maybe..."
"Yeah!" Rob said with a smile. "I think... I kinda like that idea!" A moment later he added, "Oh, wait, I... there's things... erm... that I do, with... erm..."
"Isaac!" Luke said with a nod, "And the other rugby guys, right?"
Rob pouted a little and nodded.
"Well... that stuff's... I dunno, secret or whatever, right?" Luke asked, getting another nod from Rob. "Although Isaac REALLY sucks at keeping secrets," he added with a knowing grin, "But... okay, let's say your secret society shit... that's okay, but outside of that, it's just me and you!"
"You're really okay with that?" Rob asked, casually stroking Luke's stomach.
Luke watched the supple fingers caressing him for a moment then looked up into Rob's eyes and nodded. "Yeah, I am!" he insisted with a confident nod.
Rob grinned as he said, "Okay, then let's seal the deal!" He leaned down and took Luke's dick back into his mouth, sucking on it eagerly as his hand stroked back and forth across his stomach, feeling the slight fuzz of a developing treasure trail beneath his fingers. Rob continued pleasuring his now-exclusive boyfriend for a few minutes, deliberately focusing on every move he knew really got him going.
"Ugh, Rob, I'm close," Luke moaned dreamily.
"Oh I know," Rob said, slightly muffled. He pulled off of Luke's dick and started lapping at it with his tongue.
"Oh, unnh, oh... just... needs...unnnh, a bit more!" Luke whimpered. "Rob... Rob Rob Rob," he gasped as he teetered over the edge. "I'm... fuck... please!" he grunted as his cock began to spurt up a load, but he remained tantalisingly on the wrong side of orgasm. "No, come on..." he pleaded.
"Shhh," Rob hissed, sniggering as he watched Luke endure the ruined orgasm.
"Bastard," Luke groaned as he felt himself sliding back from the edge. "I didn't even cum properly!" he complained.
"No, you didn't," Rob said with a nod, then grinned wickedly as he added, "Yet!" He leaned down and took the cum-tipped cock back into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the head to lick it clean as he began sucking once again.
"Oh fuck!" Luke groaned, finally pulling his hands from behind his head, propping himself up on both elbows as he stared down at the younger boy. His dick was sensitive from the previous release, but having not experienced a full orgasm, it was quite bearable and he could already feel himself speeding back towards climax. "Oh god, Rob!" he moaned as he felt the pleasure grow once more.
Rob knew Luke well enough by now to know when he was ready to blow, without the need to be told. Pulling off right before the point of no return again, this time he grabbed the throbbing phallus and stroked it just enough to push him into a second ruined orgasm.
"Nooooo, come on," Luke grunted as his cock began dribbling out another orgasm-less load. "You absolute fucker!" he gasped shakily.
"Something wrong?" Rob asked playfully, gently teasing Luke's tensing balls with one hand.
"Yes, I fucking hate you," Luke said, sounding almost serious.
"Do you... think its possible to hate me any more than you do right now?" Rob asked, letting a single fingertip slide up the saliva-soaked cock.
"Don't!" Luke said knowingly, shaking his head.
"Don't what?" Rob grinned as he leaned down and started sucking once again.
"Fuuuuuuuck!" Luke called out, flopping back down on the bed, his hands raising to grip onto his own hair.
Once again, Rob sucked him to the brink then teased him ALMOST over the edge, adding a third dribbled load to the pool on Luke's flat stomach.
"Please... please... please... no more!" Luke gasped, staring down at his boyfriend and his ruined triple load as he shook his head.
"Not even a proper one?" Rob teased.
"Okay, yeah, okay!" Luke nodded, letting out a grunt as his dick slid between the boy's lips again. "Ah, oh yeah," he moaned happily as he quickly sped his way towards orgasm, but let out a sudden yelp of, "NO!" as Rob stopped once again and forced out a fourth ruined orgasm.
"Fuck offfffff!" Luke cried, his body wracked with pleasure and discomfort in equal measure.
"Okay, seriously, last time!" Rob said, grabbing the dick one more time. He sucked eagerly and this time continued as Luke finally tumbled over the edge.
"AHH FUCK YESSSSS!" Luke screamed out as he finally experienced a full orgasm. The load was minimal, most of his reserves currently smeared over his stomach, but the sensations were intense as Rob continued sucking all the way to the final throb. "That... that was... oh my fucking god!" he gasped, speechless.
Rob grinned and shrugged as he sat up and said, "Well if I'm the only guy you're gonna be with, I just wanted to prove you'd made a good choice!"
Luke burst into laughter before he sat up to grab Rob in another kiss.
"Oh come on," David complained as a stray strand of errant hair vehemently refused to stay in place. "God, if James could see this, I know exactly what he'd say!"
"Yeah, it really suits you!" James said as he gingerly wandered into the dorm.
David let out a surprised yelp then turned and said urgently, "James!" Clearly surprised by the other boy's sudden appearance, he smiled meekly and said, "Thanks, erm... I actually thought... you'd say I'm wasting WAY too much time on it!"
"Yeah, well that too," James said with a cautious smirk.
David smirked slightly but it quickly dropped as he asked, "What are you... doing here?" He awkwardly tried to hide the absurd amount of hair products strewn across the desk with breaking his gaze away from James.
"Erm... Rob said you... wanted to see me!" James said nervously, "Plus... they were about to do sex stuff so I kinda had to get out of the dorm!"
"Yay, I'm glad," David grinned, then frowned a little as he added, "That they're making up, I mean, not that you... erm... whatever."
James chuckled shyly as he stood awkwardly in the middle of the room. "So... what's up?" he asked, clutching his laptop in front of him like some kind of high-tech security blanket.
"You can sit down if you like," David said, gesturing to the sofas behind him. He swivelled round on the desk chair and moved over to take a seat on a sofa as James sat opposite him. "So... how are things going... ya know, in year eleven?"
James just looked at David for a moment, frowning as he tried to figure him out.
"Right, you already told me," David said meekly, nodding as he looked down uncomfortably at his hands. "It's hard and... you told me that, and I just... walked away."
James nodded silently.
"And I'm guessing it's still hard and... umm... I, erm..." David tried to talk, but was getting increasingly agitated, barely holding back tears. "I'm such a dick!" he said, sniffing as his jaw quivered.
"Yeah, but so am I," James said bluntly with a slight shrug. "Any chance you might finally let me apologise?"
David shook his head. "No!" he said, looking like he was finally regaining his composure. "I don't want you to apologise. Apologies don't change anything, but... I WILL let you explain things, if you want." As James stared back at him, David asked, "How could you go through all of that, make your decision about leaving, all of it... without even telling me?"
James sighed heavily. He had thought about it a lot over the past few months. "You know I don't really do... feelings particularly well," he started, then frowned a little as he said, "Well I didn't. At least, not before you helped me figure out that... stuff from when I was younger!"
David flinched a little. The `stuff' James was referring to was abuse he had suffered, and repressed, at the hands of a family member. Things that had led to his mother disappearing from his life, his reluctance to engage in sexual activity and his obsessive need to study. He simply nodded at James to go on.
"I didn't tell you about it all because I was scared!" James said honestly.
"Of what?" David asked curiously.
James sighed again. "Of... you. Of how you'd react and how upset I knew you'd be. And also scared of... of how I'd feel thinking about... not... sleeping next to you every night," he explained. "But I'd never really been scared before, not like that and I just... I couldn't handle it so... I DIDN'T handle it. I avoided it. And I knew you'd take it hard, but... I never thought you'd hate me for it!"
"I don't!" David quickly objected. "Hate you, I mean," he added. "I just..." he paused and took a deep breath, shaking his head. "You messed with the plan!"
James' face screwed up for a moment, clearly trying to recall the reference before he came up blank and asked, "What plan?"
David blushed a little as he said, "My plan. For us!"
"You... had a plan for us?" James asked curiously.
David nodded. "Yeah, only... like, in my head, but... it was there and... you messed it up!"
James actually managed a meek smile as he asked, "Can I hear it?" As David looked reluctant at the request, James added a quiet, "Please!"
David looked a little shaky as he nodded, then stared down at his hands, unable to look at James as he spoke. "Well, I was gonna get unlocked from the chastity at the end of year eight or maybe start of year nine and as soon as I was, I was planning to ask to... celebrate it, with YOU, cos you said you'd like to do that stuff with me when I got out and... when we DID start doing stuff I was gonna... suggest that we should actually be together!"
"Mmm-huh," James nodded thoughtfully as David continued to avoid looking is way.
"Of course, you woulda said you don't have time for that sort of thing, but that's when I would have made a really convincing argument that you might actually end up wasting MORE time later on with picking potential boyfriends or finding people to do sex stuff with and that being with me was the logical choice because we already get on well and like kissing each other and doing sex stuff. I know I would have won you over cos logic is kinda like your version of romance," David explained.
James giggled as he said, "You're right there! So what else was in the plan?"
"Well... we woulda picked our GCSEs together and most of them woulda been the same so we'd still have most of our classes together. So with all the shared classes and with us being together, it woulda just made sense that we'd choose to be in the same dorm when we moved up to the second floor. We would've spent years ten and eleven studying together and revising for exams and... and panicking about mentoring our year sevens, but you'd be amazing at it and you'd help make me better at it too. Then after that we'd be picking our A-Levels together and when we moved up to the third floor we'd share a dorm there again, just the two if us, and that's when it'd get really fun!"
"Oh yeah?" James asked, leaning forward in his seat, totally entranced by the scenario.
David finally looked at James, comfortable that he wasn't just laughing at the whole idea. "Yeah. We woulda made our dorm look SO cool with all the, like, comic stuff and science stuff," he said, sounding really excitable. "And you know at theme parks where they have those things that are, like, you have to be THIS tall to ride?" James nodded at the question, so David went on. "We would have had one of those on our door but we would have changed it be, like, your IQ has to be THIS high to enter."
"That's so stupid! I love it!" James giggled.
"Yeah," David nodded. "And we would've both been, like, acing our A-Levels and then applying to Universities together. We probably would've both been applying to Oxford so we could go to the same one and you could study Physics while I was doing Computer Science and it would've been SO exciting waiting to find out if we got in!"
"Yeah, that'd be amazing!" James said happily.
David smiled back, but it slowly faded. "But... now I guess... that won't..." He didn't finish, his jaw quivering again as tears welled in his eyes.
"I'm sorry," James whispered, staring down at the ground between them.
"Don't be!" David sniffed. "I told you I don't want you to be!" he said firmly. "My plan was awesome, but... it wouldn't have worked!"
James relaxed back in his seat, frowning heavily at the comment. "Why not?" he asked, unable to figure it out himself.
David raised a hand to wipe the tears from his eyes. "Because you're you!" he said bluntly. As James looked mildly offended, he added, "I just mean... you were ALREADY getting bored sitting in our classes. If you'd passed up this opportunity to actually be challenged, you woulda gone insane... or worse, driven ME insane!"
James thought about it for a moment and nodded.
"So my plan was amazing and I woulda loved it to happen... but it's not," David said, seemingly as much to himself as to James, accepting the reality of it. "And I've been punishing you for that when I really shoulda just been... happy for you and supporting you because... that's what best friends are supposed to do."
"Best friends are supposed to tell each other things too," James said, not wanting David to place all the blame on himself.
"Yeah," David nodded, "Good point."
"So where does that leave us now?" James asked, unsure how to proceed.
David thought for a moment then nodded to himself as he sighed gently. "I think it's time for me to make a new plan and... if you want to be part of it..."
"I do!" James blurted out without even a moment's hesitation.
David smiled contentedly. "Good, I want that too!"
"So... we're friends again?" James asked, eyes wide and hopeful.
David didn't answer. Instead, he just got up and jumped onto him, grabbing on tightly as they hugged together.
"I hate you!" That had been Danny's reaction when Brian revealed their costume for the Halloween competition. "I literally hate you, you absolute bastard!" he had insisted angrily.
Needless to say both Brian and Joseph had been highly amused by the reaction. "Hey, you knew the deal," Brian had answered back at the time, seemingly unbothered by the declaration of hate. "We didn't do a costume together last year so you could do the group one with your mates, and in return you do one with me this year that's COMPLETELY my choice!"
Danny had been unable to argue with the statement. He had indeed made that agreement with his boyfriend the previous Halloween, though at the time he had not expected Brian's choice of costume to be so... deliberately exposing. It shouldn't have surprised him, especially when he realised Joseph had played a part in picking it.
Brian's half of the costume was quite amusing, and on its own still would have stood a good chance of getting a lot of votes for best costume. He had dressed up as Mr Darby, one of the school's science teachers, and the resemblance was as uncanny as it was amusing. He had revealed that half of their costume to Danny first, at which point he had expected he might be getting dressed up as Mr Verity, the school's Design and Technology teacher, who could always be found tagging along with Mr Darby whenever they weren't working.
Needless to say, Danny's guess had been about as far from reality as it was possible to get. As he heard the sounds of the party tent ahead of him he let out a slight whimper. As Brian walked into the tent, Joseph wheeled in Danny beside him. The sudden hush that swept through the crowd as they beheld the latest arrivals was followed moments later by loud cheers, laughs, hoots and hollers.
Danny stood fully exposed to virtually the entire school in his `anatomy model' costume. His body had been painted with various organs, arteries, bones and glands, but aside from the body paint was fully nude. What made the whole thing worse was that he was very much forced to play the part of an inanimate doll. He was attached to a poseable frame that stood behind him, one that could be locked in any position to keep him in place, posed as the lifeless dummy
It was only when Brian came to lock Danny into it earlier in the evening that he realised the restrictive device might be triggering for him, due to his past paralysis, but Danny had happily complied. When Brian brought it up, Danny had simply smiled and said, "I hate you, but I trust! I know you'll let me out if I start to freak out!"
Danny was currently rethinking his consent. Locked in a pose that placed his hands on his hips, like some kind of sexual superhero, he could feel every eye in the room checking him out.
"Can I borrow that when you're done?" "Do we get any demonstrations?" "Ha, nice dick!" and "Where's his pubes?" were just some of the many comments shouted out as the contraption was wheeled in by Joseph. They quickly headed over to the corner where the pictures were being taken for use in the contest voting system.
"I'm... not quite sure I'm allowed to photograph full nudity, even at Kingswood" Mr Francis smirked as he held the camera.
"How's this?" Brian asked, reaching out to conceal the offending genitals.
The man hummed as he shook his head. "Tenuous... but passable!" he said before snapping a couple of pictures. "You'll be uploaded onto the system shortly. Voting starts in half an hour!"
"Thanks sir," Brian said happily. As he began to wheel Danny away, the chorus of comments and jokes following along behind them, he leaned in to whisper, "You doing okay?"
"If you mean am I doing okay with being freakin' naked in front of the whole school, then yeah, just fucking peachy!" Danny scowled angrily. He let out a gentle sigh and said, "If you mean with the... paralysis thing... a bit freaked out but... I dunno, I think this kinda helps a bit. Ya know, like facing your fear!"
"Maybe we should try that with Chris," Brian replied as they neared the bar to get some drinks. "He STILL won't go into the woods," he said, shaking his head.
Danny just let out a sigh at the mention of the name.
"Okay, what?" Brian demanded, moving round to stare Danny in the eye, ignoring the many students still throwing comments and jokes Danny's way around them.
"What what?" Danny asked, playing dumb.
"Chris. And you. You and Chris!" Brian said accusingly. "I've barely seen you together this term and every time I even mention him you go quiet... and he totally does the same when I mention you. What's the fucking deal?"
"Nothing!" Danny insisted. "No deal!"
Brian stared for a moment with his brow furrowed, clearly annoyed, though his expression softened a little as he said, "Babe," and reached up to stroke Danny's cheek. "Come on, it's me! Talk to me!"
Danny tried to reply but no words came out, his jaw just flapped hopelessly as he shook his head. Taking a deep breath he said quietly, "Not now, not here. I don't wanna cry in front of the whole freaking school!"
"Oh yeah, cos that'd make this..." Brian paused to look the naked boy up and down, "...really embarrassing!" He sniggered as Danny scowled at him. "But we'll talk later. For now, your public awaits..."
"Can we get a picture?" a Year 8 boy asked, waving his phone as Brian turned Danny to face the crowd again.
"We can ya one better! Who wants a demonstration?" Brian asked, grinning as Danny let out a whimper.
"I can't believe he's just, like... naked!" Josh said, shaking his head as he wandered casually around the party tent with Mike.
"Oh yeah, cos that's SO unlike him!" Mike said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "We've seen it so many times nobody even cares about the stupid little show-off anymore!" he grumbled moodily.
Josh glanced over at the crowd around Brian and Danny, then back to Mike and sniggered, "People DO seem to care!"
"Whatever," Mike said, shaking his head.
"And unless you were concealing a web shooter before, you definitely seemed to care!" Josh said, reaching down to flick Mike's Spider-man-costume-clad crotch.
"Oy, fuck off," Mike snapped, swatting the hand as it was already pulling away.
"Mind the language, boys," a voice suddenly boomed from behind them.
Both boys turned to find themselves staring at a large muscular man wearing just a furry loin cloth and a shaggy wig.
"Mr Rudd!" Mike exclaimed in surprise. "Sorry sir," he quickly apologised for the swearing.
Josh just let out an indistinguishable squeak/grunt at the sight of the near-naked man.
"Nice costume, sir!" Mike said, immediately knowing the effect it would be having on Josh.
"Thank you, Peter," Mr Rudd smiled.
"Actually it's..." Mike started, then stopped himself and said, "Oh, I see what you did... Peter Parker! Clever, sir!"
"Well, you don't have the mask on," the teacher said with a grin as he shrugged. He looked to Josh and asked, "Couldn't come up with a costume?"
Josh looked down at himself. Clad in black trousers and a black vest with his hair slicked back, he had spent the whole night correcting people's incorrect guesses.
"He's Johnny Castle!" Mike explained.
"The Punisher?" Mr Rudd asked, suppressing a smirk. "Shouldn't there be a skull on your shirt?"
"No, that's Frank Castle! And he's awesome!" Mike corrected the man, missing the humour. He turned to Josh and said, "You shoulda been The Punisher. That woulda been SO much cooler than this!"
"I like this costume," Josh pouted quietly.
"Don't worry, I got what it was!" Mr Rudd smiled, reaching out to gently nudge Josh's shoulder. "Dirty Dancing is a great movie!"
Josh beamed proudly at the man's approval.
"Although you'd best find a pretty small partner if you wanna be doing that lift!" Mr Rudd added, wrapping his fingers around Josh's small bicep. "You sure you wouldn't be best dressing up as Baby?"
"Erm... I... erm..." Josh stuttered, embarrassed at the comments as Mike laughed openly at him.
"See, then the lift'd be easy!" the teacher said with a grin as he grabbed Josh by the waist and lifted him up over his head easily.
Josh let out a yelp of surprise which caught a lot of attention from the students around them who sniggered, unaware of what was actually happening.
"See, easy!" Mr Rudd said, slowly lowering Josh.
Josh let out a whimper as his body pressed against Mr Rudd's, sliding down it. He could feel the muscles and body hair, smell his faint natural musk and subtle-but-distinct aftershave.
As Josh took a step back, Mike looked him up and down and said loudly, "Wow, a couple more of them and you're in for some REALLY dirty dancing!"
As Mr Rudd laughed, Josh looked down in horror as he realised the bulge of his erection was painfully apparent. In a panic he looked up at the man and declared, "Sorry dad!" The moment the word passed his lips, he realised what he had said. He only froze in place for a second, staring in horror at the teacher for several moments before he finally managed to bolt in the opposite direction.
Mike immediately ran after him, in absolute hysterics.
Josh was faster than Mike on a normal day, but spurred on by the sheer humiliation of what had just happened, he easily outpaced the other boy and was out of the tent and halfway across the school grounds before he finally slowed. A few moments later, Mike finally caught up.
"Leave me alone!" Josh snapped, wiping his cheeks pointlessly as the tears he wiped away were immediately replaced with more.
"Ah mate, come on, it wasn't that bad!" Mike said, shaking his head as he poorly suppressed a smirk.
"I got a BONER from rubbing up against a teacher then called him DAD!" Josh snapped. He pouted for a second then yelled, "THAT'S ABOUT AS BAD AS IT GETS!"
"I know. It's great," Mike grinned.
"STOP LAUGHING AT ME!" Josh snapped furiously, swiping an arm out at Mike.
Mike raised his arms to defend himself from the pathetic hit, then said, "I will, I will," then quickly smirked and added, "As soon as it stops being FUCKING hilarious!"
"Almost as funny as you getting hard staring at Danny but still being all, like, `oh I hate him and everyone else cos I'm all dark and moody'!" Josh teased.
The smile immediately dropped from Mike's face as he snapped, "SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH!" He glared at Josh for a moment and said, "At least I know what to do with a boner when I get it!"
Josh scowled at Mike for the insult, but smirked derisively as he said, "Yeah, wank in bed at night thinking about the other guys in the dorm that you spend all day trying to convince everyone you hate!"
"Better than wanking off over some teacher who barely even knows your name!" Mike taunted back.
"How is that better?" Josh asked, frowning curiously.
"Ugh, I dunno, I just... shut up!" Mike harumphed.
"No. Take back what you said," Josh insisted. "About me... not knowing... ya know, what to do with it!"
"Fine, I take it back," Mike huffed. "But you take back what you said about me and the others!"
"Why? It's true, isn't it?" Josh asked. As Mike took a step towards him, he backed up and raised his hands. "Not trying to be mean, but... it IS true, isn't it?"
"Yeah well if that's true than so is you wanking off over Mr Rudd!" Mike said, thinking he had the upper hand.
Josh stared back for a moment and shrugged. "I guess it is," he admitted with a gentle nod.
"Oh!" Mike said, a little deflated by the acceptance.
"Yeah," Josh shrugged, looking equally disappointed. "Totally thought we were heading for another fight!"
"Me too!" Mike said, pouting a little.
"Do you... WANT to fight?" Josh asked curiously, taking a step closer.
Mike shook his head. "You know I don't LIKE fighting," he said, then gave a gentle sigh before he added, "But the other guy does, so... maybe..."
"Then... maybe we could..." Josh started gingerly, edging closer. As he swiped his hand out to try and punch Mike in the stomach, the other boy grabbed it and grinned at him.
"You think I'm that gullible?" Mike asked before quickly sweeping Josh's feet out from under him.
Josh hit the ground hard, winding him despite the softness of the wet grass. As he wheezed to try and regain his breath, he muttered, "Bastard!"
"Come on, ya pussy," Mike taunted, standing over him, gently tapping Josh' side with his foot. "Not so tough when you don't get the first hit in, are you?"
"Mike... I..." Josh gasped, wheezing heavily. "C... can't... breathe..." he panted, clutching at his throat.
"Fuck!" Mike yelped, kneeling down in a panic.
Josh's hand shot out and smacked Mike in the balls before he rolled onto his knees and jumped to his feet. "Who's gullible now, bitch?" he taunted, revealing he had been playing possum.
"Cunt!" Mike snapped, then quickly swung his leg round to try and sweep Josh again, but he deftly jumped the swinging limb.
"Ha, missed!" Josh taunted, though the smile vanished moments later as the leg swung back the other way, knocked his feet out from beneath him and he fell face first onto the wet grass.
"Gotcha now!" Mike growled as he jumped on top of Josh, pulling his arms up behind his back.
"That's not... all you got," Josh mumbled, still winded. He bucked his hips a little to emphasise what he meant, making Mike's erection press against his butt.
"That's not..." Mike started, jumping away, clutching his hands over his crotch, desperately realising there was little chance of hiding an erection in a lycra bodysuit.
"Don't worry," Josh said as he rolled onto his back, now completely soaked by the wetness on the ground. "It's not just you!" he said, grasping at his own crotch. "Lemme guess. You're thinking about Danny's costume again!" he sniggered as he stared at Mike.
"Shut up!" Mike snapped, jumping onto Josh, pinning his hands to the ground either side of his head, their crotches pressed together.
Josh stared up at the other boy for a moment, then bucked his hips again, this time pressing his erection against Mike's. They both let out a gentle moan.
"What are you..." Mike started, but couldn't finish the question. The look on Josh' face made it clear that, even if Mike had asked the full question, Josh wouldn't have been able to explain what was happening. He looked as confused as Mike felt.
Josh inhaled sharply as Mike leaned down. For the briefest moment, he thought the other boy was coming in for a kiss, but his head shifted slightly to the side, hugging him slightly as he pressed their bodies together.
Their crotches began to grind together as they gripped onto each other, only gently, slowly... exploring the feeling, the moisture from the ground and cool night air chilling them both as they lay entangled together.
Josh's eyes closed as he felt the firmness pressing against his own dick, a slight, dreamy moan escaping despite his tightly-clenched lips. Suddenly his eyes opened as he yelped, "No!" He shoved Mike off, making him roll to the side, then glanced round at the alarmed-looking boy and said, "Sorry, no... I..."
"It's okay," Mike whispered.
Josh frowned and rolled over to the side, straddling Mike, taking the opposite position to the one he had just been in, now on top.
"You... you don't... have to..." Mike stuttered as the grinding resumed.
"I know," Josh whispered back. He leaned down just as Mike had done so their bodies pressed together. He let out a happy sigh as he felt arms wrapping around him, his face burying into the other boy's neck.
The two lay grinding together on the wet grass, cocks sandwiched between them, both silent apart from occasional whimpers and moans.
"Ugh, oh... unnh," Mike moaned as he finally humped himself over the edge and shot his load, feeling the warm wetness spreading as it soaked into the lycra.
"Oh... fuck..." Josh grunted as he followed moments later, pushed over the edge by the throbbing of Mike's penis against his own. His load was soon soaking into his costume too. He quickly jumped to his feet, looked round nervously and declared, "I have to go!"
"Okay," Mike said, watching Josh leave. Confused and a little bewildered, he just flopped back on the grass, shivering a little as he stared up into the cloudy sky.
"Whadda you think?" Brian whispered in Danny's ear. "Should I... really give them a show?"
"No, please, don't make me cum in front of them!" Danny pleaded, cheeks burning bright red as he remained stuck in a pose that left him completely on show to the seemingly-constant crowd around him.
For the last hour, Danny had endured continuous attention from other partygoers. Brian had revelled in really putting on a show in his imitation of Mr Darby, `teaching' the spectators all about the human body and sex education. Most of his demonstrations had involved touching Danny as he talked about body parts to the amused boys (and occasional teachers), all while keeping his other hand round the back, fingering his lover.
Danny's humiliation-based arousal often came after the event, upon reflecting about what he had endured. Tonight though, there was no chance it would wait. Between the sheer embarrassment of being naked and immobilised in front of the whole school, having Brian touching his front and fingering his butt and the occasional, glancing touches the other students managed to sneak in, he was more than just horny – he was ready to blow!
"Put it this way, babe," Brian whispered to the boy. "You're cumming tonight, with an audience, so it's either here with these guys watching," he turned his head up the stage and added, "Or up there during the results of the contest!"
"NO!" Danny yelped. In Year 7, he had ended up virtually naked and boned up on the stage. In Year 8 he had managed to take it further and actually ejaculated during the announcement of the contest winners. He had been determined nothing like that would happen this year. Obviously he had failed in half of it, thanks to Brian's choice of costume and the almost inevitable certainty they would be finalists, but he outright refused to humiliate himself in front of a new batch of Year 7s by cumming on stage AGAIN! "Make me cum now then!" he insisted.
"YEAH!" "WOOO!" "GO FOR IT!" some of the boys cheered as Danny let out a moan, realising how loudly he had requested it.
"He's gonna blow!" a spectating Year 8 boy called out, prompting even more nearby students to turn their attention Danny's way.
"Ah, now that we have your attention," Brian started, slipping back into the role of Mr Darby, "It's time for our next lesson. This one is on ejaculation!"
The cheers and hollers were almost deafening, the crowd growing even more rapidly now, some of the boys pushing each other out of the way to get a better view.
"As you can see, our doll is fully equipped for such a thing. One could even think it was actually enjoying this," Brian teased. "Were it capable of independent movement, I reckon this is what we'd be seeing!" He clicked free the joints that were keeping Danny's arm in place, then used it to make him mime masturbation, much to the crowd's amusement. "But alas, he is just a lifeless lump!" Brian added, locking Danny's arm back in place, out of the way. "But that DOES mean someone else will need to do it for him! Any volunteers from the class?"
"No!" Danny hissed.
"You know the safe word if you wanna stop this!" Brian whispered back as the spectating boys went wild waving their hands in the air.
Danny gave him furious side-eye and briefly considered saying it just to spite the older boy, but he knew exactly how much Brian loved showing him off. As much as Danny hated the exposure, he knew this was another sexy memory waiting to fill both his and Brian's wank banks!
"Hmmm, let's see," Brian said, looking round. There were boys from every year spectating, some who Danny considered friends, others simply fellow students. Even a couple of teachers were stood further back but clearly paying attention to the spectacle. "Oh, Chris, come on up!" Brian said as he saw Chris standing with David, Mark and Nicky.
Chris shook his head, but Nicky gave him a sharp shove and he staggered forwards as the crowd cheered.
"So when stimulated sufficiently, the penis will..." Brian started, but paused as Chris remained stood motionless, avoiding looking Danny in the eye. He cleared his throat loudly and repeated firmly, "WHEN STIMULATED!" Again, Chris did nothing, so Brian smirked and said, "Chris, wank him off already!" The crowd burst into cheers and laughter.
"Is this... okay?" Chris asked gingerly as he wrapped his hand around Danny's dick.
"Better than okay!" Danny said back, smiling sweetly.
"So, as I was saying," Brian continued now the two boys were touching. "When stimulated sufficiently," he repeated again, smiling as he heard gasps of pleasure from Danny as Chris jerked him off. "The bladder neck closes to prevent spillage of seminal fluid into the bladder," he started, trying to sound technical. "Then the organs involved receive an autonomic response from..."
"FUCK!" Danny yelped out as he began to shoot.
"Well, then that happens!" Brian said, skipping ahead as he watched Danny shoot, teasing the boy's prostate for an extra level of stimulation as the crowd jumped clear of the path of the spunky projectile.
The crowd was in uproar as Danny finished cumming, the blushing so profuse it seemed to cover his entire body, through the parts without body paint, as he panted exhaustedly. "Thanks... for that," he said breathlessly as he looked at Chris.
Chris smiled back and said, "Just so you know... you definitely got my vote to win!"
Brian grinned, glad he had seized the opportunity to force a moment between the two boys, no matter how brief if had been.
"There he is!" Rob declared as he walked into the dorm with the others, pointing to Josh's bunk. "Oy shitface. Where ya been?" he asked as he quickly jumped up the ladder and flopped on top of his best friend.
Josh pulled the covers down to reveal his face. "Wasn't feeling well, but didn't wanna make a big thing of it!" he replied, getting a slight frown from Rob. He glanced over at the rest of the group and burst into a huge grin as he saw Danny with a trophy. "First place AGAIN?" he called out excitedly.
Danny shrugged as he said, "Turns out the most popular costume at Kingswood is no costume at all!"
"Yeah, two years, no costume and two trophies," Nicky said proudly, chuckling along with the others.
"Wait, you won last year too?" Mark asked curiously as the boys began to disperse.
"How do you NOT know this story?" Chris asked with a grin.
Danny let out a groan at the thought of reliving his night in his `Mystique' body paint.
"Hey," Rob whispered, poking Josh in the ribs as the others continued talking excitedly about the previous year. "What's the deal?" he demanded.
"What deal?" Josh feigned innocence.
"I may not be seeing so much of ya lately, but I still know when you're lying!" Rob said accusingly.
"I'm not lying," Josh lied... poorly.
Rob's eyebrows raised sharply as he stared at Josh. "Mmm-huh," he hummed incredulously. "Does this have anything to do with your new boyfriend?"
"He's not my boyfriend. I barely even like him. And he's not even that good a teacher!" Josh said defensively.
A grin spread across Rob's face. "Well I... actually meant Mike, but... we're definitely coming back to THAT later. I'm assuming you meant Mr Rudd!"
Josh flopped back down and pulled a pillow over his face as he mumbled, "Fuck my life!"
Suddenly, Rob's head popped up beside Josh's, underneath the pillow. "So did something happen with Mike?"
"Kinda," Josh whispered, "But I... don't wanna talk about it!"
Rob's hand gently touched Josh's, gently rubbing his thumb back and forth over the back of it as he said, "Okay, but I'm here if you ever do." He waited a moment then tried to pull away, but Josh grasped onto him tightly.
"I never said you could leave," Josh whispered as he cuddled against Rob.
At the far end of the dorm Chris and Nicky were in hysterics filling in Mark on the previous year's costume contest, much to Danny's annoyance as he sat reliving the embarrassment. As Rob was occupied with Josh, Mike was enjoying the relative quiet as he stood getting out of his costume. He heard a sigh from a few paces away and looked over to see David standing and staring at the dorm's digital photo frame. Ignoring it at first, when he heard another sigh he moved closer to David and reluctantly asked, "You okay?"
"Yeah," David sighed. "Just saw the photo of us last Halloween," he said, gesturing to the frame that was cycling through the many pictures loaded onto it, mostly taken by Nicky.
"Yeah, that was cool," Mike nodded. He had loved spending his evening as Wolverine, using it as an excuse to start fights with anyone who even looked his way before attacking them with his claws.
"It was! So why did this year feel so... off?" David asked wistfully as he glanced round the dorm.
"Mate, I am NOT the person to have this conversation with! You wanna talk feels, go grab Chris or one of the others!" Mike said, knowing it wasn't really his forte.
"Really? I thought you'd feel it even more than me!" David frowned. As Mike looked at him curiously, he added, "You, Nicky, Chris and Danny were virtually a couple... erm... with four of you."
"A quad," Mike corrected him, then shrugged and said, "Things change!"
"Yeah, but don't you miss it?" David asked. "I do and I wasn't even part of it." As he saw Mike look round at the others, he added, "Sorry, didn't mean to bring you down. I just... that stuff we spoke about the other day, about how we won't even all be together once we hit year ten, it just kinda freaks me out a bit. Guessing it doesn't bother you then!"
Mike glanced round. He could see Rob laying with Josh. Had he screwed things up with Josh because of what they had done? He still even fully understand what had happened between them. Then there was Nicky, Chris and Danny. Was what Josh had said true? Did he actually hate them, or was he just trying to convince himself that he did? The anger he felt for them was real, though trying to think about why he even had that anger was as confusing as the Josh thing. The more he tried to narrow down the cause, the hazier his thoughts got, like trying to remember a dream. "No, it bothers me too," he said quietly, then turned to continue undressing, confused and alone.
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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://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-eight/
A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/a-very-kingswood-easter/
The Benny Saga (in reading order)
Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/
Other Series
Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/
One-shots
The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake
And Then It Got Worse – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse
Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity