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The Kingswood Effect
Chapter 24
Sunday 20 February 2022
"Say hi to Mikey for me," Mr Jones said, waving casually to Nicky as he climbed back in the car.
"Will do, bye dad!" Nicky said, waving back.
As Nicky went to pick up his bags, he heard, "Need a hand with that?" from behind. He turned to see a grinning Chris approaching.
"Hey!" Nicky said happily, giving Chris a hug as he got close. "Sure, grab a bag!" he said, offering Chris something to carry. "You look... unusually happy! Even by your standards!" he said, not sure whether to be concerned by Chris' huge smiler.
"I maybe shouldn't be," Chris said, holding back a smirk, "But... well... you'll see!"
"How unnecessarily mysterious," Nicky said wryly, shaking his head with a bemused grin. "You have a good half-term?"
Chris nodded happily. "Mostly, yeah. Actually saw my parents a bit which made a nice change. Always fun to see the others!"
Nicky smiled and nodded. Having only ever had one sibling, who he had lost many years ago now, he still struggled to imagine what it was even like for Chris, who had seven!
"But I swear, the twins have grown, like, half a metre. Clare's basically doubled in height and Fiadh," Chris paused, sighing slightly. "She's like a real little person now. She was basically still an ugly little lump who could only cry and shit when I came here, and now she's, like... walking and talking and... it's... weird."
"Yeah, I'll bet!" Nicky nodded, forcing a slight smile.
"Sorry, I..." Chris started, looking at Nicky awkwardly as they wandered along, "Erm... just sorry."
Nicky frowned and shook his head. "Don't be. I miss Matt, but I'd never want that to stop you talking about your lot because of him!" he reassured Chris.
"I know, thanks," Chris nodded. "How's... all of that going?" he asked cautiously.
Nicky nodded thoughtfully for a moment and said, "Good! I've actually got a meeting with Dr Arkwright tomorrow. We've switched to just monthly catch-ups now, cos we felt like I was ready to... I guess... start handling stuff myself with the things we've talked about."
"Well, it's clearly working!" Chris said confidently.
"Really?" Nicky asked, eyebrows raising incredulously.
"Mmm-huh," Chris replied. "You just seem... I dunno, a lot happier than you were before." He paused a moment and said, "No, that's probably not the right word. I guess you've always been pretty happy here. You just seem... lighter!"
Nicky thought once again then smiled and nodded. "Yeah, I guess I do!" he said cheerfully as they walked up the Home Building's front steps.
"After you!" Chris said, holding the door, suddenly grinning once again.
As Nicky stepped inside, he heard the usual noise and commotion that always filled the building on the first day back, though it did seem a little more excitable than usual. As he headed for the stairs, a small group across the atrium moved and he spotted the cause of the increased excitability – Danny, Rob, Josh and Mikey, standing in a line at the back of the atrium... naked!
EARLIER THAT DAY...
Rob virtually sprinted down the stairs to the Underground. He had convinced his parents to get him back to the school earlier than usual under the pretence of a `study session', though in reality he had just made plans to meet up with his boyfriends, Luke and Jazz. He had expected to be the first of them back, so it was quite a surprise when he saw the message from Luke saying they had already gone downstairs ahead of him.
Rob soon reached the room and tried the door, but it was locked, so he knocked eagerly. He heard movement inside, followed by the lock being opened before the door swung back to reveal Luke. Seeing he was already naked, and hard, Rob just grinned and lunged forward to grab him in a passionate kiss.
Luke happily kissed Rob back before reaching past him to close and re-lock the door. "Hi," he giggled as Rob nibbled at his neck.
"Hey, save some of that for me!" Jazz called out from across the room.
Rob's smile grew as he saw Jazz, every bit as naked and hard as Luke, laying on a bench. He moved across and leaned down to give him a quick kiss. He frowned a little as he stood and said, "You started without me!"
"Aww, babe, sorry," Luke said, running his hand across Rob's back as he walked past him to re-join Jazz. "We just... got excited, but we wouldn't finish without you!"
Rob continued to frown for a moment then smiled and shrugged as he said, "I guess I'll just have to catch up!" As he turned to start undressing, taking off his glasses as he pulled his top off, he heard a grunt from Jazz. He quickly turned back and, unsure if he was seeing right, slipped his glasses back on and declared, "You're fucking him!"
"Yeah," Luke chuckled, already balls-deep in the other teen.
"Since when... do you... do that?" Rob asked, slightly dismayed.
"Since about... ten minutes ago!" Luke said with a grin. "Told ya we were horny!"
Jazz propped himself up on his elbows to look at Rob, letting out a shuddery moan as the slight change in position changed where Luke's cock was pressing. "I didn't mean to cause any issues!" he said apologetically.
"No... no... you didn't..." Rob said, turning to continue undressing. "Just... surprised, that's all!"
"I can stop if you want!" Luke offered.
No!" Rob insisted. He took a deep breath and nodded. "I'm... not into that, but... if you are... and Jazz is... well I guess that's," he paused slightly. "I guess that's one of the perks of multiple boyfriends!"
"Exactly what I thought!" Luke nodded. "Now get over here and let Jazz suck your dick!"
"Oh!" Rob grinned. "Now THAT sounds like fun!" After he finished undressing, he headed over and smiled as Jazz let his head loll to the side, his mouth gaping open. He let the other boy take his dick into his mouth, though his eye soon wandered to the other end... to Luke!
"Ah, damn," Luke gasped happily as he slowly slid in and out of Jazz. "Rob, you have GOT to try this!"
"Erm... maybe another time," Rob said awkwardly. He stood letting Jazz suck him off, but as Luke's thrusts became more vigorous, he found his cock receiving less and less attention.
Jazz, who had been a big fan of anal stimulation thanks to his time at his previous school and their excessive chastity, was clearly loving every moment. "Ugh, yeah, just there..." he gasped happily, his head lolling back and fully releasing Rob's neglected erection. "Fuck... you're gonna... make me cum!" he moaned, his eyes closing.
"Likewise!" Luke groaned back. "Where do you... want it?" he asked, clearly on the brink of release.
"Anywhere you like!" Jazz smirked as he reached down and gave his dick a few quick strokes. That was all it took for him to unleash his own load, streaks of white smearing across his body, even more vivid against his soft brown skin.
"OH FUCK!" Luke yelled out, his hands raising to grasp at his own hair as he felt the boy's sphincter tense around his throbbing boner. Without a single coherent thought about where he wanted to do it, he shot inside Jazz, his entire body juddering on each pulse until he was spent.
Rob stood by, watching in amazement, aroused by the obvious excitement but feeling more than a little hard done by. This was supposed to be a reunion for all three of them after the half-term break, so why did he feel like he had just been the third wheel on a two-person date?
"WAIT FOR ME!" Danny called out as he ran along the walkway heading for the stairs, waving frantically at Joseph who was halfway up to the second floor.
"DANNY!" Mr Trent suddenly screamed after him. "No running!"
"Sorry sir," Danny said, flashing the man a cheeky grin before hurrying along to catch up with Joseph who was shaking his head disapprovingly despite his smirk.
Joseph tutted as Danny reached him. "I taught you better than that!" he said coyly.
"Clearly not," Danny sniggered. "Also... hi!" He reached out for a hug but Joseph pulled away.
"No hugging on the stairs. You don't want Mr Trent shouting at you again!" Joseph said as he continued up.
"Ugh, you're so responsible now," Danny huffed. "Fine," he said, walking alongside his mentor. "Good half-term?"
Joseph shrugged. "I guess," he said quietly.
"You know if Brian's back yet?" Danny asked, frowning just a little.
"Yeah," Joseph replied, then briefly glanced at Danny questioningly. "He messaged me. Surprised he didn't... message you too!"
Danny pouted a little and nodded gently as he watched the steps as they continued walking up to the third floor. "Yeah, things are still... not great!" he said wistfully.
Joseph let out a gentle sigh. "Okay, I..." he started, then paused, shaking his head. He grabbed Danny as they reached the top of the stairs and took him aside. "Danny, what happened between you two?" he asked sternly.
Danny let out a gentle moan. He had started to move on from all the unpleasantness before half-term. Kyle seemed fine with him and, aside from not resuming their roleplaying, things were improving every day with Adrian. They had even hung out once over half-term, one of the perks of living so close to him. With Brian though, they had `made up', on the surface, returning to spending time together, hanging out, even making out once or twice, but there remained an awkward distance between them. They had not had sex since it all went down either.
"Don't want to," Danny pouted.
"Danny, please," Joseph requested softly. While he had not been involved in the things that had happened, Joseph was very much caught in the middle of it, having dealt with the aftermath with both his best friend and in Danny.
Danny leaned heavily against the wall, one of his hands fiddling with the other. "Well, you know me, Adrian and Kyle do... erm... well, we DID the roleplay stuff?"
"Mm-huh," Joseph hummed.
"Well, I set up a scenario where I'd have Brian restrained, but then two guys... Adrian and Kyle in masks... came in and kinda restrained me too and then... did things to me in front of Brian!" Danny explained.
Joseph smirked. "Kinda twisted... but kinda hot. I know Bry's into the whole watching thing though. So... what happened?"
Danny took a deep breath in then exhaled slowly, the breath shaky. Despite his frequent cheekiness, Danny respected all of his elders, it was just how he had been brought up, but there were a handful of them where it went beyond simple respect. He craved their approval and praise – Mr Trent, Blane, Mr Cunningham, his parents... and Joseph! He had already imagined all of their reactions at finding out what he had done, so he had been quite pleased when he found out Brian hadn't revealed any details, so telling him now was no a welcome concept. With another sigh, he looked at Joseph shakily and said, "I... didn't tell Brian it was a roleplay, and the others didn't know I hadn't told him either!"
It took a few moments to compute for Joseph as he pictured the scenario, but when it did his eyes widened in shock. "So... Brian really believed they were... forcing themselves on you?" he asked in surprise.
The confession itself had almost been enough to push Danny to tears, but the look of absolute horror on Joseph's face had pushed him over the edge and, jaw quivering, he began to cry gently. He quickly reached up to wipe the tears away, sniffing heavily and hoping nobody saw him.
"Danny!" Joseph said, shaking his head, his disgusted expression replaced with a look of sheer disappointment. "What the hell were you thinking? I KNOW I taught you better than THAT!"
"I know, I know," Danny said, sniffing again as he wiped away a couple more tears. "It was stupid. I don't even know why I did it."
Joseph sighed, shaking his head. "You're really a fucking idiot sometimes, Danny. Not often, but when you are, you really go big, don't you!"
"Did Brian really not tell you?" Danny asked, a little surprised.
Joseph shook his head. "Nah, we... made an agreement WAAAY back that he wouldn't tell me about any stuff like that with you!"
"Why?" Danny asked curiously. "You're his best friend!"
Joseph gave a fond smile as he said, "Yeah, but he said if things ever went bad between you two, you'd need your mentor, and he'd never want to get between us!"
"Oh fuck off!" Danny whined, his brow furrowing heavily. As he got a quizzical look from Joseph he said, "How is he always just SO fucking perfect? And... how could I hurt him like that? Fuck!"
Joseph let out a gentle sigh, then placed a hand on Danny's back to start guiding him on towards the dorm. As they reached the room, the door was already open. Stepping in, Joseph called out, "Honey, I'm home!"
Brian chuckled as he looked up, but the smile dropped into slight surprise as he saw Danny was with him. "Oh, hi!" he said softly.
"Hi," Danny said back.
Joseph leaned down to Danny and whispered, loudly enough for Brian to hear too, "This'd be the part where you kiss!"
Danny chuckled a little but approached Brian and they exchanged a quick kiss.
"Jesus, that was lame!" Joseph exclaimed. "That was like brothers kissing... and not in the good way!"
"Piss off," Brian grumbled, blushing a little, knowing it really was unpleasantly awkward.
"No chance!" Joseph said, shaking his head. "My dating life may range from disastrous to non-existent, but that's why I gotta live vicariously through you two. Are you together or not?"
"Of course we are!" Brian said, scowling as he grabbed Danny.
"Okay, then... you know what, you gotta find a way to move on," Joseph said, sitting down onto his bed. "Yeah, what Danny did was bad," he looked to Danny and added, "REALLY fucking bad," he looked back to Brian, "But I know he's apologised and I know you've accepted his apology, so at this point either you can get past this shit, or you can't!"
"Wait, you... told him?" Brian asked, frowning at Danny.
"He... asked!" Danny said a little defensively.
Brian looked back to Joseph and said accusingly, "You told me you wouldn't!"
"Nuh-uh, I told you I wouldn't ask YOU. Never mentioned dickface, here!" Joseph said, shrugging as he cocked his head at Danny.
"Oh come on, that's the same thing!" Brian snapped, scowling furiously.
"Oh my fucking god. I'm just trying to help!" Joseph said, clearly exasperated by the whole thing.
"Oh, suddenly you're trying to help. What happened to `if he's pissed you off this badly, you should maybe just break up with him', huh? NOW you're all... I wanna help!" Brian snarled angrily. The moment he said the words, the regret on his face was obvious.
Realising what they had done, Brian and Joseph turned slowly to look at Danny.
"You... told him... to break up with me?" Danny asked, taking a step back as he looked back and forth between his boyfriend and his mentor.
"No, that's not what I said!" Joseph said, raising his hands defensively. "I mean... yeah, I said what he just said I said, but that's... not what I was saying!"
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that," Brian quickly apologised. "He really wasn't saying we should break up!"
"I should go!" Danny said, taking another step back towards the door.
"No, please, Danny. Can we talk?" Joseph pleaded as he jumped to his feet.
"No. I... I don't wanna talk right now," Danny said shakily. He looked to Brian, said a quiet, "Sorry," and ran out.
Josh grinned as he walked along the first floor hallway, one arm looped through Ellis', the other through Jensen's, his two adopted older brothers. "Whadda you say?" Josh asked cheerfully. "Best half-term ever?"
"Hmm, I don't know if I'd go that far," Jensen mused as the three of the reached the stairs leading up the second floor and stopped. "It's definitely up there in my top three!" he added. As he got a hurt look from Josh, he sniggered and said, "You do know life happened before you showed up, right?"
"Pfft, lies!" Josh scoffed. "Your lives started the moment you met me!"
"Ya know... it's his humility that I'm most proud of!" Ellis joked. Getting an eye roll from Josh and a snigger from Jensen, he pulled his arm free from the younger boy then turned to give him a brief kiss on the forehead. "But yeah, it was a pretty fucking good half-term!" he said with a dopey grin.
"I'd just say pretty good," Jensen immediately disagreed. As he got another scowl from Josh, he quickly added, "But only cos there was no fucking. Admittedly plenty of... other stuff," he paused to reach down and playfully grab Josh's crotch, "But no fucking!"
"Hey, there's always Easter break for that!" Ellis joked.
"You guys are the best," Josh said, grabbing Ellis in a hug. He turned to face Jensen, who was by far the least tactile of the three. Usually they had for force a hug out of him, but this time Josh didn't even need to say anything for the towering Year 13 to grab him in a hug that actually lifted him off the ground.
Giggling as Jensen eventually put him down, delivering a quick kiss as he did so, Josh stepped away, heading for his dorm as he waved the older two boys off. As he got close, he heard the noises from inside long before he reached the door... and they were not pleasant noises. He ran to the door to see Mikey throw a bag across the room, making an almighty clatter as it sent things flying from the desk after it hit the wall and landed heavily.
"MIKEY!" Josh yelled out, seeing the other boy alone and clearly furious. He quickly closed the door, worried who else might hear Mikey's apparent tantrum.
"YOU!" Mikey snarled.
"What did I do?" Josh asked, backing up against the door nervously.
"Get over here and let me punch you," Mikey demanded through gritted teeth.
Josh immediately knew Mikey didn't mean it the way it sounded. Something had obviously set him off. The fact he had seemingly just got back made it pretty clear it was the result of time with his family, who he hated. Whatever anger he was dealing with, the desire to punch was not borne of aggression, but was more his way of calming himself. "No!" Josh refused. "I told you before... I don't fight anymore!"
"OH, YOU FUCKING PUSSY!" Mikey snapped angrily. "JUST FUCKING MAN UP!" He stormed across the dorm, kicking the debris strewn around. The bag had clearly not been the first thing he had thrown.
Josh grabbed for the door handle but stopped himself. The instinct to run was one he had developed during his decade of abuse at the hands of his biological brothers. He knew he could get away. Even without the head-start it was well established Josh was faster than Mikey, but he knew the furious boy's rages were only really quelled by violence or sex. "No. Fucking hit me all you like if it'll help, but... no!" Josh said firmly as Mikey got close.
"Come on, ya wimp!" Mikey goaded him, delivering a gentle slap to the cheek, not trying to hurt, only torment.
"No!" Josh continued, pressed back against the door.
Mikey glared furiously, fists clenching. He really looked like he was about to punch Josh, but turned away, growling for a moment before he snarled, "God, you're so fucking annoying. No wonder your brothers had it in for you!" He suddenly paused, staring ahead at the empty room. "Yeah," he gasped apparently to himself, then quickly turned and started, "Josh, I'm SO sorry, I..." But it was too late, Josh had charged at him, grabbing him by the throat.
Mikey spluttered as Josh's momentum pushed him back, the two of them tumbling over the back of one of the sofas before bouncing off the seat and falling into the space on the middle of the seating area, making even more noise. Mikey tried to fight back, desperately trying to get Josh off of him, but the grip seemed every bit as a strong as the fury written across his face.
"JOSH!" A voice suddenly called out.
Josh turned to see Mr Trent staring down at them from the other side of the sofa. His grip loosened and Mikey quickly took advantage, delivering a gut punch.
"MIKEY, BOTH OF YOU! STOP IT!" Mr Trent shouted angrily.
Both boys were shaken from their angry stupor by the sobering sound of the teacher. They glanced at each other for a moment, then to Mr Trent.
"What the hell happened in here?" Mr Trent demanded, seeing the mess the boys had made.
They both tried talking at once, but stopped as the teacher raised his hand for silence.
"Okay, fighting is NOT acceptable behaviour!" the teacher said, calming a little as the boys parted. "You've BOTH been warned about this before. So on your feet. NOW!"
"Yes sir," both boys said timidly.
"You will both undress, right now. Then you will tidy up the mess you have made and then you will march down to the atrium and stand beside the stairs until I tell you to move. Anyone who asks what you have done, you say to them, `Fighting is not acceptable behaviour for a student of Kingswood!' If I hear either of you say so much as another word to ANYONE else, you will be in even more trouble. Do I make myself clear?"
Both boys nodded. Mr Trent was not known for his temper, usually remaining on the calmer side thanks to his tendency to keep the first floor and well-behaved living space. Hearing him raise his voice and seeing the anger on his face was a sobering moment for both boys, knocking the momentum out of their rage.
"I asked you a question!" Mr Trent said angrily. "Do I make myself clear?"
Mikey gave a slight smirk before he replied, "Fighting is not acceptable behaviour for a student of Kingswood!"
Josh smirked at the comment too, but it quickly dropped as Mr Trent glared at them both.
"Yes sir!" they replied together before beginning to undress.
Danny had just reached the second floor and was heading along the hallway when Rob emerged from the shower room. Being fully dressed and without shower gear, it was obvious he had just come from the secret entrance to the Underground. Smirking knowingly, despite his terrible mood, he called out, "Rob!"
"Oh, hey," Rob said as he turned and spotted Danny, pausing to wait for him to catch up.
"Been... having fun?" Danny asked with a wry grin as he reached out to tweak Rob's nipple through his top.
"Stop that!" Rob scowled, slapping the hand away. "And... no, not really!"
"Sorry," Danny said, sounding not at all apologetic.
"How about you?" Rob asked. It was his turn to smirk now as he cocked his head to indicate upstairs where he had deduced Danny had come from.
"Not really," Danny said.
"Oh," Rob said as they headed for the stairs down to their floor. "You... wanna talk about it?" he asked cautiously.
"Not particularly," Danny shrugged. "You?"
"Same," Rob replied with a sigh.
"Great," Danny nodded. "Wanna... go be in a bad mood together?"
"Ugh, yesss!" Rob said, smiling as they continued down the stairs. "Wait, what the..." he started, pausing as he peered over the side to the atrium below, where a naked Mikey and Josh were standing, surrounded by a small crowd.
"What now?" Danny groaned, shaking his head as he looked down at them.
"Should we... go check on them?" Rob asked, looking curiously at Danny.
Danny took a deep breath in, then exhaled slowly and shook his head again. "We should, but... ugh, I really don't want to!"
Rob smirked, fully appreciating Danny's obvious weariness. "How about bad mood cuddles and we deal with them later?" Rob suggested.
"Unnh, this is why I love you!" Danny said with a half-laugh, half-whimper, throwing an arm around Rob. "Let's go!"
They quickly headed for the dorm. It was obvious when they got inside something had gone down, with the sofas slightly out of place and a few other things crooked or messed up, but they just ignored it and both flopped onto Chris and Danny's conjoined bunk, happily cuddling up together.
The two boys lay quietly together for several minutes until Rob finally broke the silence, when he yelped at the fingers tweaking his nipple. "Leave it alone," he complained.
Danny sniggered and said an unapologetic, "Sorry," before returning to comfortable silence.
It was less than a minute before Danny reached across and did it again.
"Seriously, Danny. I'm not in the mood!" Rob scowled, sitting up.
"Sorry," Danny said, sounding a little more sincere this time. "You... sure you don't wanna talk about it?"
"Very!" Rob insisted. He knew he probably should talk about what was bothering him – feeling left out of his own relationship – but at the same time he knew he was probably just being stupid and fully expected Danny to say as much. He flopped back down and leaned against Danny, letting out a long groan. "Okay, we can't do this!" he said, sitting back up once again.
"I thought you liked cuddles!" Danny said, sitting up beside him.
"No, not that!" Rob said, shaking his head. "I mean... moping!"
"Oh," Danny pouted. "I'm not moping. I'm brooding... cutely!"
Rob raised an eyebrow, smirked a little and said, "Sure you are. Well either way, brooding or moping, it's... beneath us!"
"Oh, well la-de-freaking-da Mr Fancy-pants!" Danny teased.
"Look, you said it yourself. We're the sane ones in this nut-house of a dorm. We should try acting like it!" Rob insisted. He climbed off the bed and stood boldly with his hands on his hips.
Danny smirked as he shuffled along to sit on the side of the bunk, looking Rob up and down. "Got civilians to rescue, Superman?" he asked teasingly.
"I will freaking end you!" Rob scowled. "I'm going to shower and then I'm going to..." he paused, thinking for a moment, "Well, I don't know what. Maybe the others'll be back by then! I'll worry about it later."
"Now that sounds like a plan!" Danny said happily as he stood up.
"Yeah, see, maturity for the win!" Rob said confidently.
Danny grinned as he said, "Actually I was just thinking that this way I get to see a wet, naked Rob, but sure... maturity or whatever!"
Rob tutted and shook his head as he started to strip off.
Danny undressed too and both boys were soon heading out of the dorm towards the shower room. By the time they reached it, Rob had swatted Danny's hand away three times as he continued his teasing nipple attacks.
"Why are you so obsessed with my fucking nipples?" Rob scowled as they both stood under their shower heads, soaping up.
"I wanna see how quick it works!" Danny sniggered. He waited for Rob to stick his head under the spray and quickly seized the opportunity to reach out and grab both nipples at once.
Caught off guard by the attack, Rob staggered a little and bumped against the wall. Wiping water from his face he let out a moan of reluctant pleasure as he glared at Danny.
"Damn, that's quick!" Danny said in shock as he saw Rob's cock swell in moments.
"Unnh... happy now?" Rob gasped. He finally built up the will to knock Danny's hands away then glared at him as the pleasurable touch ended and he was just left angry and aroused. "You're such a dick!" he growled.
"Oh come on, you can NOT tell me you don't love it!" Danny sniggered, reaching down to playfully slap Rob's erection.
"Just cos it turns me on doesn't mean I love it!" Rob snapped angrily. This was not the day for Danny to be testing his patience.
"Yeah, clearly hating every second!" Danny said, reaching out to grab the boner.
Rob shoved Danny away and said, "I TOLD you, I'm NOT in the mood!"
"Okay, fine, whatever!" Danny scoffed, backing away, though it was a ruse once again. As soon as Rob was off guard, he reached out, this time with one hand reaching for a nipple, the other for his penis.
SLAP! Rob's hand made sharp contact with Danny's cheek.
Danny recoiled, grasping the reddened cheek as he gasped, "You slapped me, you bitch!"
Rob nodded, a little surprised himself but mostly just angry as he said, "Yeah, and try anything again when I've said no and you'll get worse! You should know..."
SLAP! Danny returned the gesture.
Rob just stared in shock.
"See, how d'you like it?" Danny demanded.
The rugby player in Rob took over as he charged at Danny' leaning down to tackle him. The two of them tumbled to the cold, tiled floor, away from the warm spray of their own showers. They grasped at each other, each trying to get control of the other as they rolled around.
"GET OFF!" Danny yelled out.
"NO, YOU GET OFF!" Rob yelled back.
The two of them continued hurling abuse as they tried to take charge of the grapple, but they proved too evenly matched and just grasped helplessly in an obvious stalemate.
"STOP THAT!" Mr Trent suddenly screamed out, standing in the doorway.
"Fuck!" Danny muttered as he froze, staring in panic at Rob.
"First Josh and Mikey and now you two. I think I need to have a word with your dorm about fighting!" Mr Trent said, shaking his head angrily as the two boys jumped to their feet.
"Sorry sir," they both said sheepishly, hands covering their crotches.
"And you two are team captains," the teacher said, sounding utterly disappointed. "You're supposed to be the role models your teams look up to!"
"Good thing they're not in here then, sir. They never need to know!" Danny answered cheekily.
Rob let out an immediate moan, closing his eyes for a moment as he shook his head. He knew Danny had a closer relationship to Mr Trent than many of the other boys and sometimes that allowed him to get away with certain things. This was absolutely not one of those times.
"Okay then," Mr Trent said, visibly annoyed. He moved across and turned off the two showers, then took hold of the towels hanging beside them. "Go downstairs, stand alongside your dormmates and remain there until I instruct you to move. If questioned by anyone about why you're there, you will answer, `Fighting is not acceptable behaviour for a student of Kingswood!' If I hear you saying anything else or see you move from that spot, you will be in even bigger trouble. Is that clear?"
"Yes sir," both boys said dejectedly as they slowly headed for the door.
Nicky couldn't fathom how his four dormmates had all ended up enduring a public, naked punishment within hours of being back at the school. "What the hell have you guys been doing?" Nicky asked, having barged his way to the front of the sniggering crowd.
"Fighting is not acceptable behaviour for a student of Kingswood!" all four boys said in almost perfect unison.
"Fighting?" Nicky said, recoiling slightly. His eyes darted to Mikey who had been scowling angrily at a teasing Year 7 but now just looked incredibly sheepish. "You were fighting?" he asked as he moved closer.
Mikey looked at Nicky, his expression faltering back and forth between angry and remorseful. He went to say something, but just sighed and nodded, then repeated, "Fighting is not acceptable behaviour for a student of Kingswood!'"
Nicky let out a hearty sigh as he stared back for a moment. The only solace he could take from the situation was that Mikey did at least appear to look sorry, though Nicky couldn't help wondering whether that meant he was sorry for fighting or just sorry he got caught. "I guess I'll see you later then," he said sadly.
"Where are you going?" Chris asked, reluctantly following Nicky. "There are boys..." he said, pointing to the others, "... who are naked in public!" He gestured emphatically. "Naked boys!" he reiterated. "And not just any naked boys. Naked boys we know... from our dorm... naked... and in public!"
"Stay if you want," Nicky shrugged, "But I don't wanna watch this!" Realistically he did. All four boys were attractive and he certainly saw the appeal of enjoying their public nudity, but knowing the cause of it was violence, something he had long struggled with, it took all the potential enjoyment out of it.
Chris looked genuinely torn. He loved experiencing and witnessing naked humiliation, especially for people he knew, but it was obvious Nicky was upset. He was still deliberating whether to stay or follow Nicky when Mikey caught his eye. The look spoke a thousand words as Mikey looked mournfully at Nicky for a moment then back. Chris nodded back to him and gave a gentle smile before taking off after Nicky.
"You really don't have to come with me!" Nicky said as Chris caught up with him on the stairs.
Chris didn't reply, he just slipped an arm around Nicky as they walked on towards the dorm.
"Oh come on," James complained, rolling his eyes as he sat on the bench beside David. "I'm bored!"
David frowned at his best friend for a moment and shook his head disapprovingly. "Look, you're welcome to go and do something else, but this is important!" he insisted.
"Saying hello to your girlfriend isn't THAT important," James grumbled.
"It is to me," David snapped back sharply. "Especially today!"
"You just wanna show this off, don't you?" James teased, reaching up to ruff David's recently dyed hair.
David pulled away, swatting at James' hand before reaching up to tidy his hair. Before half-term, it had been a pale green, significantly faded from the vivid green it had been at the start of term before many trips to the pool and showers. Now it was once again vivid, but bright red this time. "No, it's just... forget it. If you're so bored just... go find something else to do. Go tease Mikey and the others!"
James let out a low groan. While he was not on bad terms with the rest of the dorm, his departure had been utterly unceremonious and goodbyes basically non-existent. It was only really David and Rob that James still spoke to, the latter of which was mostly just because James shared a dorm with his boyfriend.
Having deciphered his best friend's non-verbal cues years ago, David shook his head and said, "You really CAN just go hang out with them, ya know. Despite what you think, they weren't just your friends because you were in our dorm!"
"Don't know what you're talking about," James lied, badly!
"Whatever," David shrugged. "But if you're not gonna go away, at least stop complaining!"
"Fine," James huffed. He pulled out his phone and let out an excited gasp. "Oh my god!" he said happily.
"What's up?" David asked, his eyes fixed on the road that disappeared into the treeline.
"They've sent out the exam schedule!" James said, opening up the email that had just arrived.
David sniggered, then started, "I wish I could mock you for getting excited about that, but..."
"You're just as excited. Yeah, you nerd!" James giggled. "Here," he said, holding the phone for them both to see.
"So first one's May sixteenth! Not far off I s'pose!" David nodded.
"Eww, no, that's Religious Studies. The first exam for a proper subject's on the seventeenth!" James scoffed. "That's..." he paused for a moment, "... oh crap, that's only eighty-six days!"
"Yeah... only..." David said sarcastically.
James scowled angrily. "Shut up," he snapped. "I am SO not ready. I... I need to revise my revision timetable. I... I can't waste any more time on... other stuff! I need to... OWW!" He yelped out in pain as David's hand whipped round and flicked him in the balls. "What was that for?" he demanded, cupping his stinging genitals.
"Part reality check and... well, partly just for fun," David shrugged with a teasing smirk. "We've covered this. You're already prepared, your revision timetable is fine and you need that OTHER stuff to de-stress so you don't drop dead from a heart attack before you even turn fourteen!"
"But... but... but..." James stuttered.
"No. Shut up, unless you want a proper smack in the balls... and I'd really rather not end up in there with those other guys for fighting!" David joked as he gestured back to the Home Building, shuddering at the thought. He had endured a naked punishment once before, and it was not something he was keen to repeat. "Seriously. You're all good! You're ready!" David insisted.
James let out a gentle sigh and nodded. "Yeah, you're right. I'm really glad I've got you to..."
"THERE SHE IS!" David yelled out, jumping to his feet as he saw Rose's parents' car appear on the road.
James let out a disgruntled moan but stood up beside David. He remained silent as they watched the car approach the car park and stop. It was only when Rose emerged that James really understood what was so important about this particular greeting. The girl who emerged from the car looked so completely different from the one who had left a week earlier. Her hair was styled differently and her clothes had changed from the fairly unisex outfits Ewan had been increasingly wearing during the past several months to something traditionally more `feminine'.
As she approached the two boys, with her parents following behind, David was virtually bouncing with excitement. He wanted to grab her and kiss her, but with Rose's mum and dad watching that didn't really feel appropriate so he held back. "Hi!" he said happily, giving her a quick but tight hug once she got closer.
"Hi," Rose said back timidly, smiling at David and giving James a slightly weary expression. He had never been mean to her, but she had always got the feeling he resented the relationship with David.
"You look really pretty!" David said, slightly mesmerised.
"Thanks," Rose said, smiling but still holding back.
"Nice to see you again Mr and Mrs Thompson," David said politely to Rose's parents.
"You too, David," Mrs Thompson said, giving a polite but restrained smile. "Sorry to cut this short, but we really need to get inside. We have a meeting to get to!"
"Oh, sorry," David apologised meekly. He looked to Rose and asked, "Do you have to go with them?"
Rose just nodded silently. "I'll... see you later," she said before being ushered away by her parents.
"Wow!" David said once they had left. He looked to James and said, "She really looked pretty, didn't she!"
James frowned, slightly nervous of what he had just witnessed. As he saw David staring at him expectantly, he gave a slight smile and said, "Yeah, she did!"
The group of Year 7s stood aside, giggling to each other as they looked across the atrium at the four naked Year 9s. After what looked like a quick squabble and a little shoving, one of them was pushed forward, flanked by the other three.
"So did you do something bad, or is this just like a hobby?" the boy asked, getting immediate sniggering from the other boys.
Danny received a death stare from Rob. With a slight sigh, Danny replied, "Fighting is not acceptable behaviour for a student of Kingswood!"
"Who fought who?" one of the boys demanded.
"And who won?" another added.
By now, most of the school had passed through the atrium and seen the punishment in progress. While naked punishments weren't an everyday occurrence, they happened often enough that many of the students actually seemed to get over them amazingly quickly. Sure, there was always the initial reaction - the attention, the laughter, the teasing – but it tended to die down quickly and give way to a kind of respectful, almost sympathetic, understanding. The younger boys tended to be less inclined to be aware of this and liked to make more of a show of it, unaware that they were really putting out some bad Kingswood karma.
Never-the-less, the Year 7 boys were taking great pleasure in teasing the four teens and it was starting to draw a little more attention back to them.
"Fighting," Danny said, nodding down at himself, then cocked his head to the side at Rob and added, "Is not acceptable!"
"And which of you won?" the boy repeated his question.
Danny's eyebrows raised as he again looked down at himself, then to Rob and shrugged.
"Yeah, good point, no winners here!" the boy teased.
Rob continued to give Danny a furious glare. While he knew he had started the physical fight, it was very much thanks to Danny's pestering, and he was determined to make his frustration known.
Unable to respond to Rob directly, Danny looked to the boys and started, "Fighting is not." He paused, cocked his head to Rob again then squeezed his own nipple as he winked and continued, "Acceptable behaviour!"
Rob looked at Danny in absolute dismay. While touching of students being punished was not something that was permitted, it was certainly something that happened frequently. Normally just a slap on the butt or something equally teasing and harmless, but the younger boys caught on to what Danny was intimating and moved into a quick huddle. A squabble and a shove later and one of them staggered towards Rob and grabbed for a nipple.
Rob tried to bat the hand away, but it was soon joined by another, though when he kept that one at bay too, another boy offered help. Outnumbered, Rob could no longer keep the boys at bay and he felt fingers grasp at the sensitive nubs. He let out an involuntary moan, followed by a slight whimper as he desperately strained to try and hold back the inevitable.
Alas it was not to be. The stimulation, even in such an unpleasant situation, soon had Rob's cock twitching to life. It took the tormenting boys several seconds to realise what was happening, but quickly jumped away as they caught on, as if it was about to reach out and bite them.
"Oh yeah!" an older student called out, watching from nearby with some others. "That's nipple boy!" he shouted, remembering the nickname Rob had been given at the start of term when he had taken part in (and lost) one of Mikey's strip poker game shows.
Danny could barely contain his laughter as Rob's death stare grew more intense the harder he got.
Several minutes later, Chris and Mark wandered towards the group, watching as students continued teasing Rob, much to Danny's amusement.
"So we hear this was YOUR doing," Chris said as he walked up behind Danny, gesturing to Rob as he swatted another hand away.
Danny sniggered and nodded shamelessly.
"Well that wasn't very nice," Mark said, shaking his head.
"So we're here to even things up a bit!" Chris said softly from behind Danny.
Danny looked over his shoulder at his best friend nervously for a moment but didn't have to wait long to find out the plan. As Mark grabbed his butt, Chris unceremoniously plunged something inside him. "Unnh!" Danny grunted, looking at Chris wide-eyed as he realised what it was.
As Chris and Mark moved away into the crowd, Chris pulled out his phone and pressed a few buttons. The remote-control butt plug Danny had been gifted a couple of weeks earlier suddenly buzzed to life.
Danny let out a whimper, trying not to let on to the rest of spectators what was happening. In a way, his attempt at hiding it made it all worse as his cock began to swell. With the reason for it hidden, Danny just looked like he was getting hard from the embarrassing situation, drawing laughs and sniggers.
Rob, Josh and Mikey all smiled knowingly, understanding exactly what was going on. They remained silent but appreciated something drawing the attention away from them.
"Yeah, that'll do," Chris said happily. As Mark turned to walk away, their work there done, Chris moved back towards Danny and whispered, "Just put new batteries in too. Let's see how long they last!"
As the evening rolled around, Mr Trent had come and moved the boys from the main open area of the atrium to the space next to the Dining Hall entrance, finishing up the boys' punishments with an increased dose of prolonged visibility as the other students queued for dinner.
The four of them were positioned two on either side of the queue, Mikey and Josh to the left, Rob and Danny to the right. Needless to say, Rob and Danny were receiving the bulk of the attention. Between the constant teasing of `nipple boy's nipples and the unseen butt plug still buzzing away inside Danny, the two boys bore permanent erections. After such prolonged teasing, they were more than just hard – they were dripping!
"He's gonna blow!" "Touch it!" "Quick, nobody's looking!" "He must really enjoy being naked!" "My nipples aren't that sensitive!" The comments were endless, the teasing never ending as slowly moving queue of boys snuck brief touches and strokes whenever a teacher wasn't looking.
"Wow," Jazz exclaimed as he stopped beside them in the queue. "Not gonna lie, this is hot!"
"I know right," Luke agreed, an arm casually draped around Jazz.
Despite the distraction of the teasing and the vibrations, Danny couldn't help noticing the change in Rob as he saw his boyfriends. He didn't know what was going on, but having seen the mood Rob was in before their punishment, it hadn't been hard to figure out it was a relationship thing.
As the two boys moved on, each giving Rob a playful peck on the cheek, Danny decided he needed to undo what he had started. As the next student in line muttered, "It's nipple boy!" and reached out, Danny's hand swiped out to intercept it.
"What the hell?" the Year 11 boy demanded as he felt Danny's grip on his arm.
"You or anyone else touches him and I'm dobbing you in to Mr Trent!" Danny growled. "Spread the word," he added, nodding towards the rest of the line.
The older boy stared back for a moment, then nodded his understanding before whispering to the boy behind him in the queue.
Rob stared at Danny for a moment, still angry with him for starting it, but at least grateful for now for stopping it.
The Year 11 boy turned back to face them and looked Danny up and down, his boner still throbbing. "You never said anything about touching you!" he said with a smirk. As he got a shrug from Danny, he grinned and reaching out to grab the younger boy's erection.
The boys further back in the queue watched in amused delight, a few of the others ahead of them turning back as they heard Danny's breathy moans.
"Fuck!" Danny gasped. The fleeting touches he had been enduring had been an amazing tease, but now he was being full-on stroked and the effect was obvious. "Oh god," he gasped as he began to shoot.
Boys leapt out of the way as his spunk shot through the queue and landed between an amazed but amused Josh and Mikey, who laughed along with the rest of the nearby students.
"Dirty bitch!" the older boy giggled as the queue moved on.
As Danny's cock dribbled out the last remnants of his orgasm, the intensity of the butt plug seemed to grow, heightened by his post-orgasmic sensitivity. It wasn't enough to push him back towards the edge, but it was easily enough to keep his cum-covered cock throbbing.
"I've missed you so much!" Rob called out dramatically.
"Is he... talking to his wardrobe?" Mikey asked, shaking his head as the four nude boys wandered into the dorm, their punishment finally over.
"Yeah, I think so!" Danny said with a snigger. "Ah, fuck," he grunted as he squatted, reached down between his legs and pulled out the butt plug. "You guys are SUCH bastards!" he called down to the dorm to Chris and Mark who were already in hysterics watching the boys return.
"Yeah, thanks for that!" Rob grinned, eagerly pulling out clothes to put on. As he slipped a hoodie over his head, he hugged himself a little and mumbled, "I'm never getting naked again!"
"You're welcome," Chris said cheerfully to Rob, then looked to Danny and added, "You totally deserved it!"
"And enjoyed it!" Mark added, getting a laugh from Chris.
"Whatever," Danny shrugged, only bothering to pull on a pair of shorts before heading to join the others. "Hey, where's David?" he asked curiously.
Nicky shrugged and said, "Probably hanging out with his girlfriend. He messaged before dinner to say he wouldn't be joining us!"
"Okay," Danny said casually as he flopped down onto an empty sofa.
"So come on then. Who started it?" Chris asked, looking to Rob as he walked round, making a point of not taking the seat beside Danny.
"Him!" Rob said pointedly... while pointing at Danny... pointedly!
"Me!?" Danny exclaimed in surprise. "I was just playing. You're the one who turned it into a fist fight!"
"You two?" Mikey scoffed, straightening out his t-shirt as he pulled it on. "In a FIST fight?"
"Right!" Josh agreed. "More like this, I bet!" he said, then turned and started flapping his hands pathetically at Mikey who copied him, putting on a deliberately pathetic show.
"Fine, whatever," Danny huffed, not bothered enough to argue. "But he hit me first!"
"You'd been pissing me off so much and you wouldn't stop even when I asked. What else was I supposed to do?" Rob demanded.
"Violence is NEVER the answer!" Nicky said firmly, seemingly responding to Rob, but his eyes fixed on Mikey who quickly avoided his gaze.
"He was touching me!" "I was playing!" "I woulda done it too!" "Fighting's fun!" the boys burst into loud arguing, all shouting over each other.
The squabbling was still going strong when David finally walked in. Ignoring the group, the noise and the argument, he headed straight to his bed, climbed in and pulled the covers over his head.
"David!" Danny said, as he spotted the huddled mass under the covers, holding his arms out to quieten the others.
As they all fell silent, they heard David crying.
Danny was first to his feet, rushing over to sit on the bed as he reached down to grab the covers. The others gathered round too, all concerned about their little bro.
David sniffed as he looked up at Danny, then round at the others and cried even harder for a moment. He grabbed onto Danny's leg as he felt a hand caressing his hair gently. When he finally managed to compose himself a little, he looked up at Danny once again and said weakly, "Rose left Kingswood!"
"Fuck," Danny muttered and immediately reached down to pull David up into a proper hug as the others all gathered, offering what comfort they could.
Several minutes and a lot of crying later, they had all settled into position around David's bunk. Danny was sat leaning against the headboard with David between his legs, holding tightly onto the arms wrapped around him. Josh was sat cross-legged on the foot of the bed, leaning back against Mikey who was gripping onto the bunk above as he stood watching. Mark, Nicky and Rob were all sat on Mark's bunk to David's side, while Chris was sat on the floor on the opposite side, reaching up to hold David's hand.
"So what happened?" Danny asked softly, having given David enough time to get himself together.
"They didn't make her leave did they?" Josh demanded, "Cos she's trans?"
"They probably didn't wanna go to all the effort of fitting a girls bathroom and showers!" Rob said, frowning angrily.
"Or was she being bullied? I've kicked a few asses for being dicks about it!" Mikey growled. As he got another look from Nicky, he added a nervous, "Verbally!"
"No, no," David said, shaking his head. "It's nothing like that!" He let out a hearty sigh. "That was actually what they were supposed to be meeting about today, but... Rose decided she wanted to leave!"
"But why?" Mikey demanded. "We don't care that she's trans... or a girl!"
"No, and... she actually said that was amazing and how supportive we'd all been. She..." David started, almost crying again. "She said she loved this place. She said she felt safe here and that being here let her... figure out who she was, but..." He stopped again, shaking his head.
"She didn't want to be a girl at an all-boys school!" Mark guessed.
David looked at him and nodded solemnly. The others remained silent for several moments as they thought about it. David let out another sigh and leaned back against Danny.
"Danny jizzed in the dinner queue!" Josh suddenly blurted out, compelled to break the silence.
Everyone slowly turned to look at him. He smirked and gave a casual shrug.
"So... just a normal Sunday then!" David sniggered, then let out a wistful sigh as he held tightly onto Danny as the group burst back into squabbles.
It wasn't until the lights were out and the rest of the dorm was asleep that Danny really had a moment to think. Between his naked punishment and the news of Rose's departure, he barely felt like he had had a moment to clear his head since his argument with Joseph.
Still feeling hurt and betrayed, he kept replaying it over and over in his head, his mentor's actions getting worse with each replay. He had started off with just a casual comment to Brian about possibly breaking up, but by the twentieth run-through, Danny was picturing the older boy laughing maniacally while demanding Brian break up with him. He knew he was being stupid for taking it so far, but the feelings were still there.
Needing a distraction, he let his mind wander onto the punishment. He did feel a little bad for goading Rob into the fight, as well as re-igniting the whole `nipple boy' thing, but he reasoned Rob had been hard so he couldn't have hated it that much. Despite his own very-public orgasm before dinner, the post-humiliation arousal was very much kicking back in.
He let his head loll to the side, looking at the dark shape of the boy at his side. "Chris!" he hissed. When he got no answer, he repeated it, moving a little closer. When there was still no response, he gave the other boy a gentle nudge and whispered, "Chris, you awake?"
"If I say no will you let me sleep?" Chris groaned.
"Great, you're awake!" Danny whispered happily.
"Whadda you want?" Chris grumbled.
"I thought you might fancy some fun," Danny said, leaning in close before finishing with, "...downstairs!"
Chris was suddenly wide awake. He rolled over and asked eagerly, "Seriously?"
"Yeah, I said I'd help with your... thing, so... let's do it!" Danny said happily.
Chris almost bounced with joy. Back at the start of the year, when they had been introduced to the Kingswood Underground, Chris had become a little obsessed with a piece of equipment called `The Milker', a machine capable of restraining someone and either inflicting full-on orgasms or just edging them with mechanical mercilessness. As with everything down on the Underground, it cost COK (Currency Of Kingswood) to use. In fact, it was probably the most expensive attraction. Chris had tried to save up to use it, but it had been slow and tedious... until David revealed he had found a way to scam the system!
Chris and Danny had soon crept out of the dorm and made their way round to the shower room. There was a secret entrance to the Underground on each of the Home Building's residential floors, though the one on the first floor was rarely used for fear of alerting the younger students to its presence. As it was the middle of the night and nobody else was around, the two boys had headed straight for it and started down the stairs to the secret area.
"What happened to not wanting to risk getting caught breaking the rules?" Chris asked with a snigger as they walked.
Before half-term, Chris had let Danny in on the secret of what he had been doing since the start of term. Abstaining from cumming, Chris had been sneaking down to The Milker at every opportunity to edge for as long as he could manage, loving the feeling of extreme horniness the abstinence and edging gave him. Danny had offered to help, but had become reluctant after finding out the illegal method by which Chris was accessing the equipment.
"Already been in trouble once today. What's the harm in risking it again?" Danny shrugged nonchalantly.
"Oh, I thought you might just be wanting a distraction from whatever you've got going on with Joseph and Brian!" Chris said with a wry grin.
"You know about that?" Chris asked, surprised, but only a little.
"Yeah, ya know that whole `knowing everything about me and being able to read me like a book' thing?" Chris said with a smirk. "Kinda works both ways!"
"Fine, but... I don't wanna talk about it, I just..." Danny said, shaking his head, not sure what he wanted.
"You just wanna strap me into a machine and watch me get edged until I beg for mercy?" Chris grinned.
"Hnnnh!" Danny grunted, nodding at the thought of it.
They hurried down the rest of the stairs and into the Underground atrium. Just as they were rushing across to the hallway that led to The Milker, they heard voices and stopped.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING DOWN HERE?" a voice bellowed from a walkway above.
The two boys froze, looking terrified. They peered up to find a couple of Year 13s staring down at them. They immediately burst into laughter.
"Should see your faces!" one of them laughed.
"We're just messing. We're not supposed to be down here either," the other said, "But... don't be down here too late. It IS a school night after all!"
"Ugh, such a nerd," the first one scoffed.
Leaving the older boys to squabble, Chris and Danny breathed a sigh of relief and continued on, hurrying into the room with The Milker, using David's hacked access card to allow entry.
"I'm just gonna go log in!" Chris explained as he rushed eagerly to the terminal. As Danny looked at him curiously, he explained, "It's got a cool system where the more you use it, the better it is at reading your... erm... I dunno, body and stuff. So every time I use it, it gets a little bit better at edging me!"
"Cool!" Danny nodded, having only seen the device in action a couple of times. He watched Chris log in and asked, "Ben Dover?"
"I'm hardly gonna use it illegally then use my real name for the profile, am I?" Chris asked, shaking his head.
As the activity log popped up on screen, Danny stared in shock. "Fuck, you've really used it this many times?" he asked, seeing dozens of entries.
"Yeah, most days I managed to get down here, although... I can never last for long!" Chris explained, running his finger down the screen over the `duration' column. There was a series of times, but most hovered around the thirty-minute mark. "Half an hour's normally as much as I can take before I hit the emergency stop!"
"And that's where I come in?" Danny asked with a grin.
"Yeah," Chris said, almost bouncing with joy. "You can keep me in it for longer, even if I beg you to stop!"
Danny grinned and nodded. "How long you thinking you want to go?" he asked as Chris went over and started strapping himself in.
"I dunno. For now I'd just like to hit the one hour mark, like we did for my birthday... although I wasn't quite as... pent up then, so... maybe I'll just go with anal and cock sleeve!" Chris reasoned, getting the machine ready before pushing his wrists into the automated restraints. As well as the two stimulators, he attached the sensors intended to help the computer monitor him, all part of his ongoing campaign to help it edge him as effectively as possible.
"And you really don't want me to let you out? Even if you beg?" Danny asked cautiously.
"Nope, not until we've passed an hour," Chris insisted. "Oh, you'll have to start it, I didn't set up the remote!" he said, gesturing to the remote he usually used to free himself when he had reached his limit.
"Wow, so the power really is all mine!" Danny said, eyes flashing wildly at the prospect.
"Yup, I'm all..." Chris started, but let out a grunt instead of finishing as Danny hit start and the Milker came to life. The dildo attachment slid into him while the milking sleeve tightened around his shaft. "Ugh, fuck... I fucking love that!" he groaned dreamily as he slipped back into the addictive sensation.
Danny walked over, watching happily as the machine slowly got to work on Chris. "Damn, that's hot!" he said, casually reaching out to stroke his friend's chest.
"You shouldn't do that!" Chris gasped. As he got a frown from Danny, he explained, "It knows exactly how much stimulation to give to make me edge without cumming. Add any extra and it can mess with its readings!"
"Oh," Danny pouted. "So I just... have to stand and watch?" he asked, a little disappointed.
"You can... play with yourself I suppose," Chris said, shrugging as much as he could while restrained. "Though maybe not where I can see you, cos... that'd probably count as... erm... stimulating!"
"Cos I'm so hot!" Danny sniggered, then let out a sigh as he added, "But that all kinda sounds pretty dull for me!"
"Sorry," Chris apologised. "You can... just give me the remote and go if you don't wanna watch," he offered sadly.
"No, I do, I'm just... I'm REALLY fucking horny!" Danny explained. "Me and Brian... we're... still not there yet!" He let out a sigh at the thought of his boyfriend, especially as it inevitably also brought thoughts of Joseph. Starting to think more with his cock than his head, Danny nodded slightly to himself and said, "Fuck it. I wanna fuck my boyfriend, so I'm going to!" He headed for the door.
"What? Now?" Chris asked nervously.
Danny looked at him and smirked. "You wanted to go an hour, right? Well... I'll be back within an hour!" he explained.
"No, Danny, wait!" Chris called out, not really wanting to be left alone, but it was too late. Danny was gone and the door closed behind him, sound-proofing the room.
Danny hesitated for a moment outside, more unsure of waking Brian than he was about leaving Chris, but as his cock throbbed he starting heading for the exit. As he headed back up the stairs to the Home Building, he continued up, figuring it was likely safer to emerge on the third floor exit and sneak round to Brian's dorm.
He considered knocking, but worried the sound might alert Mr Ives, the third Floor Master, who had likely not long retired for the night. Cautiously he opened the door a crack and whispered, "Brian?"
"He's not here!" Joseph called back. "Who's there?" he asked, not recognising the voice thanks to the low volume.
Danny opened the door and stepped inside. "Where is he?" he asked, curiosity over his absent boyfriend making him briefly forget he wasn't intending to talk to Joseph.
"We... had an argument and he decided to stay somewhere else tonight," Joseph explained.
"An argument about me?" Danny asked awkwardly.
"And other things," Joseph sighed as he clicked on his lamp. "Danny, can we talk?"
"I didn't come up here to talk!" Danny scowled.
Joseph gave a timid smile and said, "Fine, can we fuck?"
Danny sniggered, but forced a scowl back onto his face as he said, "Stop that!"
Joseph shrugged and asked, "Stop what?"
"Being... you!" Danny said, shaking his head. He let out a frustrated moan, already feeling his anger at his mentor fading. He walked across the dorm and sat down on Brian's bed, facing the older boy. He let out a sigh and said, "Go on then. Talk!"
"Back when you were in year seven, I... lied to you and nearly messed things up between us," Joseph started, getting a solemn nod from Danny. "You forgave me and I promised you after that I'd always be honest with you!"
"Okay," Danny said, unsure where this was going.
"I try to be that honest with everyone, especially Brian. He's... not close to a lot of people and as tough as he acts, he..." Joseph paused, sighing. "Look, you know him basically as well as I do, you know what he's like! Sometimes you just have to... say it like it is with him."
"Even if it means telling him to break up with me?" Danny asked, feeling a resurgence of his earlier anger.
"I didn't tell him to break up with you!" Joseph insisted. "I've never told him what to do in his relationship with you, same as I've never told you what to do with him, have I?"
"I guess not," Danny shrugged, shuffling back to sit cross-legged on the bed.
Joseph mirrored the position and explained, "But one thing I will ALWAYS tell him, same as I'd have told you if you came to me with any issues, is what his options are. Yeah, I told him if things were too bad for you to recover, breaking up was an option, but I also told him other ones too. I told him about how he could move past it, forgive you, get back together. I told him he could just talk to you about it. That was it. I just... said the things he COULD do!"
"Oh," Danny pouted, feeling a little less angry. "I guess... that's... not quite so bad then."
"But..." Joseph added, looking inordinately nervous. He hesitated for several seconds.
"But?" Danny prompted cautiously.
Joseph raised his hands to his face, rubbing it as he let out a reluctant groan. He let his hands slide up and through his hair, gripping it slightly as he sighed. "I... DO still owe you an apology for... something else!"
Danny just stared back, worried about what he was about to hear.
"I think... you two might have... been able to make up sooner," Joseph explained, "But I... think I maybe held him back a bit." As Danny stared blankly, he added nervously, "I promise I didn't ever try to STOP him making up with you, but... I dunno, I feel like I kinda... deliberately got in the way of it happening sooner!"
Danny glanced to the door and almost bolted for it, but forced himself to stay, shaking his head a little as he asked, "Why?"
"Because I was selfish!" Joseph said, starting to look a little tearful. "I... I suddenly had my best friend back, all to myself and... I liked it!"
Danny nearly shouted at him on sheer instinct but held back as he found himself thinking about Chris. He had just THOUGHT Chris was starting a relationship with Mark back at the start of the year and ended up behaving like an absolute idiot because of it. He usually tended to think of people around him purely in the context of his own relationship with them – Joseph was HIS mentor, Brian was HIS boyfriend, Chris was HIS best friend – so sometimes it was easy to forget their relationships to each other. Brian's was Joseph's best friend, and it was this thought that allowed him to fight back his natural anger at the confession. He shuffled forward and stood up then closed the small gap between the two beds and looked down slightly at Joseph.
"I'm so sorry!" Joseph said meekly.
"Don't be," Danny said, shaking his head slightly. "I... get it!"
Joseph looked more surprised than relieved as he asked, "You do?"
Danny nodded. "I don't... like it, but I understand it. He's your best mate!"
Joseph sniffed and nodded. "I just... since me and Ian broke up I've just... I haven't been handling it... or anything... really well!"
Danny let out a sigh as he felt a knot in his stomach. Joseph's break-up was something he had been acutely aware of, but he had been so caught up in his own things he had barely even taken the time to ask how he was doing. The mention of it now just made him feel even more neglectful. "Still... hurting?" he asked, already cursing himself for such a terrible response.
Joseph nodded. "I know it's been, like..." he paused, thinking, "Three months already, and we weren't even together for particularly long, but..." He stopped, sighing wistfully.
"Hey, first love. Everyone says it's a bitch!" Danny said with a wry grin.
"He wasn't my first love! Wasn't even my second!" Joseph replied, then looked a little alarmed at what he had said.
"Who else?" Danny demanded, surprised at the revelation.
"Doesn't matter," Joseph said, shaking his head. "I've... been in love before, but... Ian was the first person I liked who I could... actually allow myself to be with! And it ended up just being... too... problematic to continue, so I'm stuck with either being around someone I can't be with, or not being around someone I can and it just... it sucks and... being able to... have that time with Brian again it just... made it suck a little bit less!"
"So... the other ones. You couldn't be with them... because...?" Danny probed curiously.
"Danny, don't!" Joseph urged, flinching slightly.
"Who?" Danny demanded. As Joseph stared back at him, it slowly dawned on him. "Me?"
Joseph nodded mutely. When Danny didn't say anything back he nervously added, "You were number two!"
"So number one was..." Danny continued, but stopped as he realised. He looked round slowly at Brian's bed then back to Joseph who nodded silently. "Do you... still?" he asked awkwardly. "With either of us, I mean!"
Joseph shrugged a little and said, "No... yes... maybe. Ugh, I don't know, but I promise... Danny, I ABSOLUTELY promise, I wasn't trying come between you or anything. I just... had my best friend back when I was hurting the most and I didn't do what was best for YOU!"
"Okay," Danny said softly, stroking Joseph's arm. "I believe you, and... I'm sorry too. I should have been there for you more!"
"Don't be daft," Joseph said, shaking his head emphatically. "I'm YOUR mentor!"
"Yeah, but you're also my friend!" Danny replied without a moment's hesitation.
"Ugh, you're too good to me!" Joseph said, grabbing Danny tightly. "So... does this mean we're good?"
"Mmmyeah," Danny hummed, happily gripping onto the older boy. "Just don't go stealing my boyfriend... or me!" he joked awkwardly.
Joseph chuckled then let out a gentle sigh and said, "Good!" He held Danny quietly for several moments before loosening his grip as he grinned and asked, "So wait, if you didn't come up here to talk, what exactly were you after?"
"Whadda you think?" Danny asked, shifting his hips slightly to press the bulge of his already re-hardening dick against Joseph's leg.
"Well... I don't know where Brian is," Joseph shrugged, "But I'm... happy to help in his place!"
"So kind of you!" Danny sniggered. "I guess that'd be okay!"
They laid face-to-face as they each reached down to take hold of their stiffening pricks. As they were both pulled out and the stroking started, Joseph offered, "We can do whatever you like!"
"This is good," Danny said dreamily as he leant forward and nuzzled against the older teen.
They got comfortable and laid stroking each other slowly, gradually increasing their speed as the excitement grew.
"Slow down, I'm close," Joseph whispered. "Let's cum together!"
"No need to slow down then," Danny giggled. "I'm ready to go!"
"Okay!" Joseph said happily, speeding up his strokes as Danny did the same.
"Fuck, yes, fuck," Danny moaned as he felt Joseph's cum on his hand, his own cock erupting into eager spurts in response. "That was nice," he sighed dreamily as the spasming stopped and the post-orgasmic clam washed across them both.
Joseph just cuddled up to the boy closely and within moments they had fallen asleep together.
Danny was woken up by a sudden heavy weight on top of him. Both he and Joseph let out a grunt and stared blearily at the Brian-shaped mass on top of them.
"You two made up then?" Brian asked as the two boys reluctantly returned to consciousness.
"Yeah," Danny said, unhappy at the unceremonious wake-up, but happy as he cuddled against Joseph.
"Bri, I'm... sorry about last night," Joseph said with a gentle sigh.
"And I'm sorry too. About... everything!" Danny added.
"I know," Brian nodded as he sat up, watching as the other two sat up as well. "We're... all good!" he said thoughtfully. "I'm just... sick of being pissed, so... you," he said, looking to Danny, "No more... doing what you did!" He looked to Joseph and continued, "And you... I dunno, but let's stop falling out. It's SO not fun!"
As Brian leaned forward, Danny and Joseph leaned towards him and they enjoyed a brief three-way hug before Danny pulled away, gasping at the realisation it was morning.
"What's wrong?" Joseph asked nervously.
"FUCK! I've got to go!" Danny yelped as he remembered how he had left Chris. "See ya later!" he called out as he dashed out of the door. He sprinted round the hallway, ignoring the shout he heard from Mr Ives before he ducked into the shower room and through the Underground's secret entrance.
He almost fell over several times as he rushed down the many flights of stairs, angrily muttering to himself for falling asleep with Joseph. By the time he reached the corridor with The Milker room he was panting heavily. He threw open the door, expecting to find a severely pissed off Chris, but stopped as he saw the machine was unoccupied.
"Fuck fuck fuck, where is he?" Danny muttered as he looked around. A million terrible thoughts ran through his head. What if Chris had been injured from being left for too long. He could be with Dr Arkwright, or even in the hospital. Despite his breathlessness, he ran back up and cursed as he realised the first floor shower room was likely occupied by now by any early risers and couldn't risk revealing the secret entrance, so he continued up to the second floor and ran out, ignoring the surprised naked teens showering.
A quick rush back down the stairs to the first floor and another few shouts about running and he reached his dorm. The door swung open with a loud bang, making a few of the others wake with a start.
"Oh thank fuck!" Danny gasped as he spotted Chris lying in their shared bed. "Sorry!" he apologised as he got several angry glares for the loud entrance. He scurried over to his bed and climbed on, crawling up next to Chris.
Chris sat up, folding his arms as he looked at Danny angrily.
"I am SO sorry!" Danny said, as loudly as he dared without incurring further wrath from the dorm. "I... I made up with Joseph but then we fell asleep. I'm SO sorry!"
"Mmm-huh," Chris hummed, still glaring.
"Chris I swear, I'm sorry, I didn't do it on purpose!" Danny insisted.
"Mmm-huh," Chris hummed again.
Danny sniffed, looking slightly tearful. "Please don't be mad at me. I can't fuck up another relationship! I only just fixed the other ones! I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
"Aww, I'm just teasing," Chris said, reaching out to grab Danny in a hug. "I mean, I'm a bit pissed. You know I don't like being on my own, but at the same time... oh... my... fucking... god! That was insane!"
"You're not mad?" Danny asked, visibly relieved. As Chris shook his head, Danny grinned and asked, "How long were you down there?"
"Four hours!" Chris said, eye widening excitedly. "It has an auto shut-off, I guess... for exactly this. But still... I lasted four FUCKING hours!"
"Jesus. Did you... cum?" Danny asked excitedly.
"Understatement!" Chris sniggered. "It was... fucking insane!"
Danny squirmed, his own dick hardening at the thought. "So... you think you'd wanna do four hours again?"
Chris shook his head, looking stern, but then grinned as he said, "No... I wanna go longer! WAY longer!"
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://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