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The Kingswood Effect
Chapter 25
Wednesday 23 February 2022
"David, are you paying attention?" Mr Richter demanded as the end of both the lesson and school day crept closer painfully slowly.
"Yes sir, I'm on the edge of my seat!" David replied sarcastically.
The comment got a few sniggers until a brief sweep of Mr Richter's stern glare silenced them all.
Nicky elbowed David, giving him a cautionary eyebrow raise.
David sighed, shook his head slightly and said, "Désolé monsieur. Oui, je fais attention!"
"Bien!" Mr Richter nodded, cutting the boy the same slack he had been afforded all week from most of the faculty.
Nicky stealthily reached out to his laptop to message David, [Ur gonna get urself in trouble!]
David glanced at his screen as it popped up and just shrugged as Mr Richter continued the lesson.
Nicky frowned a little. It had been a difficult few days in the dorm since Rose had left the school. David had completely withdrawn from the group, not wanting to join them for meals, skipping out on all of his extracurriculars and mostly just staying hidden away from everybody at every opportunity. The only activity that continued was his morning trips to the gym with Danny and Mark, though he just walked over with them and back, working out completely on his own without a word to the others.
The dorm 1.09 boys had been taking it in turns to sit with David in classes, some trying to engage him in conversation, others simply being nearby in case he chose to talk, though he never did.
When the final bell rang, the boys quickly packed up. While the study hour that followed the day's classes still felt to most like part of the formal school day, being largely unsupervised and unstructured, it was still a welcome break from the strictness of class.
Josh headed straight for David as he left the classroom. "You still good for tutoring?" he asked hopefully. For the past eighteen months, Josh had been getting extra tutoring from Rob and David (as well as James before he skipped to Year 11), and while it was not something he loved, he was certainly enjoying having better grades. Today though, it was a potential opportunity to engage with David.
David stared back at him for a moment, then just shook his head before starting to walk away.
"Oh I was... hoping you might help me with my computing homework!" Josh called after him. It was actually one of his stronger subjects, but he knew it was David's favourite and hoped that it might tempt him into doing stuff.
David just looked back for a moment, then shook his head again and said, "Maybe ask Rob!"
As Josh stood watching David walk away, Rob approached and asked quietly, "Any luck?"
Josh sighed and shook his head.
"Well, it's only been a few days. I think we just need to give him some time," Rob suggested.
"Yeah," Josh said wistfully. "I just... don't like seeing people unhappy!"
"I'm with ya," Rob nodded. "But he'll be okay... eventually!"
Mr Beecham was doing his usual rounds as the boys piled in for swimming club, giving the various groups exercises or games for the evening. As he approached the Year 9 group, he looked them over and asked, "No Steve tonight? Or David?"
"Steve's in a meeting with Mr Trent," Aaron spoke for the other dorm 1.12 boy, then smirked and said, "He got caught telling a year seven that if they pull hard enough on their chastity device, they can cum! Poor kid nearly ripped his balls off!"
As the others laughed with a hint of sympathy, Chris looked to the teacher and said, "And David's... not feeling well!"
"Rose?" Mr Beecham asked quietly and got a sullen nod back from both Chris and Danny.
"Thanks," Mr Beecham nodded then looked to the group and said, "Okay you lot. Who's up for a game of treasure diver?"
There was a roar of agreement from the boys who all quickly gathered at the side of the pool.
"I'll leave you lot to referee yourselves while I go see the year sevens. No drowning, please!" Mr Beecham sniggered as he grabbed a large pile of rubber blocks that would be the `treasure' the boys were retrieving. He tossed them out into the pool, spreading them as wide as he could. The aim of the game was to collect as many as possible. Once they were all collected, the boys with the least were eliminated, while the rest went on to another round, until they finally ended up with a winner. "And go!" Mr Beecham called out before heading off to the Year 7s, giving a nod to the lifeguard on duty to keep an eye on the game.
The boys jumped into the pool as the scramble to retrieve the blocks began. Once they were all picked up, the boys headed to the edge to reveal their haul.
"Wow, Danny out in the first round!" Adrian said, surprised at one of their stronger swimmers being beaten so quickly. Being one of most proficient at the sport, Danny was quite often the winner, usually only beaten by Chris.
"Bad luck, I guess," Danny shrugged, mostly just glad to have Adrian willing to talk to him again after their recent falling out.
"Harl, start us off for the next round," Adrian requested of his dormmate who had been eliminated at the same time as Danny.
Harley gathered up the blocks and started tossing them out into the water, waiting a moment to let them sink before he called out, "Go!" He turned to join Danny on the nearby bench, watching the next round unfold.
"You ready for later?" Harley asked Danny casually as screaming and splashing echoed from the pool.
Danny frowned at the smaller boy. His loss in round one had come more from distraction than bad luck and he wondered if Harley had picked up on it, or if he was merely making conversation. "Ready for what?" he asked innocently.
Harley puckered up and made smooching noises before bursting into giggles. He didn't need to say anything more to get his point across.
Danny sighed. After swimming club that night was drama club, which recently had been taken up with preparation for the drama showcase in the form of Chris' play, A Mid-Summer Night's Scream'. It was proving to be a really enjoyable show to perform, with really over-the-top drama and action, mixed in with surprisingly emotional moments for most of the characters. Danny's concern had come when he realised that his character, Damian, had a scene towards the end of the play with his true love', Hunter, who was played by Chris. The scene involved a fairly significant kiss, which in itself would not have bothered Danny, expect for the fact that even in their two-and-a-half years together, it was something he and Chris had never done.
"It's just a kiss," Danny shrugged with attempted and failed nonchalance.
Harley smirked, his eyebrows raising as he looked round at Danny. "Really?" he asked, clearly incredulous.
"Yeah really!" Danny insisted. "No big deal," he lied. "How's it any different from the times our characters have kissed?" he asked. The play started with Danny and Harley's characters already in a relationship, which meant the two boys kissed quite early in the script, a scene they had blocked in one of their first rehearsals.
Harley chuckled. "I know I'm not, like, one of your... inner circle or whatever, but Danny... come on. It's you and Chris!" he said, shaking his head a little.
Danny didn't reply, he just folded his arms as he watched the boys fighting to get the last few blocks from the bottom of the pool. "I've gotta go!" he said as he stood up.
"Oh, I didn't mean to upset you!" Harley quickly apologised.
"You didn't," Danny smiled, giving the smaller boy a gentle pat on the shoulder. "I just... have to do something!" He headed straight for Mr Beecham and stopped as he reached him. Waiting for the teacher to finish talking, he said politely, "Sir, I just remembered I have to see Mr Warren about something. Is it okay if I go?"
"Sure. Everything alright?" the man asked with obvious concern.
Danny forced a smile and nodded. "Yeah," he insisted. "It's all good!"
A few minutes later, Danny had quickly showered off, dressed and headed out of the Sports Complex. A brisk walk across the school grounds and he headed inside to School Building, headed for the drama department. As he crept in quietly, he could see the older students midway through practicing a scene for their own SCIPS performance. He took a seat at the back waiting for them to finish what they were doing.
As they finished a scene, Ruby noticed a few of the people on stage looking to the back of the room and glanced round. "Take five, boys.," Ruby called out as he spotted Danny. As Danny approached, the teacher said cheerfully, "Ah, young Daniel, what can I do for you? Little early for rehearsal, aren't you?"
"Yes sir," Danny said, but immediately corrected himself to, "Yes Ruby," as he got the usual `I'm only Sir when we're in class' look from the man. "I actually wanted to talk to you about... casting!"
"Oh, is there... a problem?" Ruby asked, patting the seat beside him.
As Danny sat down, he actually considered telling Ruby the actual issue. Knowing the approachable and amicable nature of the flamboyant fellow, he likely would have respected it. Voicing his real feelings didn't exactly appeal though, it felt like putting it into words made it all a bit too... real. "Well, it was just... with Rose leaving, I know it's left an empty role."
"Yes, indeed. I was planning on discussing that with you all later. Am I to take you have... thoughts on the matter?" Ruby asked curiously.
Danny pouted thoughtfully for a moment then nodded as he said, "I was thinking... I might be able to take Rose's role."
"As well as your own?" Ruby asked, stroking his chin thoughtfully.
Danny shook his head and replied, "No, instead of it!"
"Oh, I see!" Ruby said, looking genuinely surprised. "It's a... much smaller role and you do seem to be doing well exceptionally well as Damian!"
Danny let out a gentle sigh. He really was enjoying the role he had been cast in, but it was just... the kiss! It was too much for him. "I am," Danny said, tempering his lie with a hint of truth. "It's just... I feel like I'm spending too much of my energy on the play when my priority should probably be spent captaining the football team!" He hadn't planned to use that as an excuse, but it suddenly came to him in the moment and sounded rather reasonable.
"Sport getting in the way of art," Ruby said, rolling his eyes a little, "That's nothing new, but... I understand how you feel. It will truly be a shame to lose you in the role, but..." He paused, taking off his glasses and nibbling thoughtfully on them for a moment before he said, "Yes, I may be able to work with that. Wonderful. Well, I should get back to the others. Feel free to stay in here until our rehearsal starts. You... have some new lines to learn after all!"
"Thank you, s... Ruby!" Danny said, smiling at his almost-slip. As the teacher returned to regain order on the stage, Danny pulled his tablet out of his bag and started reading through the lines for his new role, Tytania.
Down in the Underground, Rob was currently laying naked on a table, moaning happily as a mouth teased each of his nipples. His cock was throbbing in time with every lick or nibble he was getting from Luke or Jazz, though it remained untouched, the two boys just enjoying turning him on as much as possible for now.
As Jazz lifted his head, replacing his mouth with his thumb and forefinger on the sensitive nub, he grinned and asked Luke, "Think we can make him cum just from this?"
"Oh definitely," Luke nodded, also raising a hand to tweak the nipple he had been playing with. "Buuuut... I might have other plans!"
Rob raised his head dreamily, curious to know what the plans were, but still caught in a nipple-induced daze.
"Here, you take over!" Luke said, grinning to Jazz as he gestured to the side of Rob's chest he was just vacating.
Rob frowned briefly as Luke grabbed his legs, but it quickly dropped away as he felt Jazz working both nipples. He barely noticed Luke moving between his legs, so it wasn't until he felt his boyfriend's tongue on his hole that he realised what Luke was doing. "No," he mumbled, though the urgency was lost amongst the pleasure from Jazz.
"Luke," Jazz said softly, reaching out to touch the older boy's shoulder.
"It's fine!" Luke insisted, before returning his tongue to Rob's hole.
"No!" Rob repeated more firmly, yanking his legs free of Luke's grip.
"Come on, give it a chance!" Luke said, frowning at what he deemed to be unnecessary resistance. "You'll like it!"
Rob stopped resisting as Luke returned to rimming him but let out a gentle moan.
Jazz gave Rob a questioning look as he nodded to the older boy. When Rob just shook his head, Jazz let out a slight sigh of frustration, still feeling too `new' in the relationship to intervene between the two. Watching Rob in obvious discomfort, he quickly decided to help out in a slightly more subtle way as he said, "Hey, isn't it my turn yet?"
Luke pulled away slightly and started, "But I was just getting..."
"Yeah, can't leave Jazz out!" Rob quickly interrupted, catching on to the helpful intervention. "Let's swap places!"
As Luke stood back, he watched Rob climb off the table as Jazz took his place. "Well okay then. In that case... fancy something a bit stronger than rimming?"
"Sure!" Jazz said happily.
"Hey," Luke said softly, reaching out to grab Rob's arm. "You... want a go this time?" he asked as he gestured towards Jazz's lower half.
"No," Rob replied quietly, sighing as Luke just shrugged and reached out for some lube. Not wanting another session of playing third wheel while the other two fucked, he said, "Actually... I just remembered I have to go. I... said I'd look after David!"
"Okay, see ya later!" Luke said, clearly focused on lubing himself up as he started to position himself to fuck Jazz.
By the time Rob was dressed, Luke was already balls-deep in the other boy. He turned to head for the door but was stopped when he heard, "Oy! Forgetting something?" He turned to see Jazz holding an arm out towards him.
Rob smiled meekly and walked back, kissing Luke first before leaning down to kiss Jazz.
"Can we talk later?" Jazz whispered as he gripped onto Rob.
Rob pouted but nodded slightly as he stood back up and headed out.
"This is such a stupid idea," Nicky said, shaking his head as Josh lay on the ground in front of him.
"Shut up and grab him!" Mikey insisted as he stood watching.
"Yeah, nothing's gonna go wrong!" Mark said, shooting Nicky a wry grin.
"See, even Mark's confident about it!" Mikey said, smiling smugly.
"Yeah. Confident and not at all sarcastic!" Mark said, getting a scowl from Mikey and a snigger from Nicky. He reached down and grabbed both of Josh's legs as Nicky grabbed both of his wrists.
"You sure about this?" Nicky asked, still convinced the entire thing was an accident waiting to happen.
"Do it!" Josh insisted, nodding eagerly as he stared up at Nicky.
Nicky sighed and said, "Fine, let's go!" Giving the nod to Mark, they started spinning him round, enacting Mikey's play to use Josh as a human jump rope.
Josh was in immediate fits of giggles as his body flew up into the air before dropping back down, spinning around like a real jump rope.
"See, works perfectly!" Mikey said confidently. "I just... have to time it..." He didn't finish the sentence as he jumped in, hopping over Josh as he swept down near the ground, squatting a little to avoid being hit in the head by Josh flying overhead.
Mikey managed two more jumps as Josh continued to be flung round, Mikey's laughter joining in with Josh's.
"Told ya. I'm a genius!" Mikey said confidently. No sooner had the words passed his lips, his foot caught on Josh's side, pulling it aside and tipping him so he fell to the ground. Moments later, unable to stop the momentum of the swing in time, Josh looped back round and landed heavily on top of Mikey.
Nicky and Mark both let go, leaving the two boys in a groaning heap as they all burst into hysterical laughter.
"You're heavier than you look," Mikey groaned, trying to shove Josh off of him.
Josh twisted round and popped up, sitting shamelessly on top of Mikey as he looked to the two laughing boys and said, "That was fun. Let's do it again!"
"Yeah... no," Nicky said, composing himself a little. He reached down and shoved Josh off of Mikey, then offered the prone boy a hand and said, "You've gotta get going!" He glanced to Mark and added, "You too!"
Mikey tutted but nodded his agreement as he checked the time. He had tennis club starting soon and Mark was due to head to the drama club rehearsal.
"Wanna come with me?" Mark asked Nicky, both of them smirking as Mikey pretended to help Josh up before knocking him back down for their own entertainment. "Tonight's the big kiss!" Mark said with a grin.
"Yeah, that's not happening!" Nicky insisted.
"Oh? You know something I don't?" Mark asked curiously as they all started wandering in the vague direction of the Home Building.
"Yeah," Nicky smirked. "Danny and Chris!" As Mark frowned at him, he added, "They... won't kiss. I'd put money on it!"
"Well script says otherwise," Mark shrugged, "But I guess I'll fill you in later." He slapped Mikey on the arm and said, "Race ya to the dorm!"
"Oh, shouldn't we..." Mikey started, but it was a bluff as he took off like a shot without finishing, Mark quickly sprinting after him.
Josh and Nicky both sniggered at the sudden departure, then looked at each other a little awkwardly. Even in two and a half years of living in the same dorm, the two had never really done much together, at least not with just the two of them.
"You... umm... you wanna do something?" Josh asked awkwardly.
Nicky frowned thoughtfully for a moment and said, "Actually, erm... could we... erm... well there's something I wanted to ask you about!"
Josh instantly dropped to the floor, cross-legged. He looked up at Nicky expectantly.
"We're talking here then!" Nicky smirked, not expecting such a sudden response. He dropped too to sit facing Josh, feeling the slight dampness of the grass beneath him. "It was... about the other day. You and... Mikey, being punished for fighting!"
"Oh yeah, that sucked!" Josh nodded, then shrugged and said, "But I s'pose we coulda got worse!"
"Yeah, I guess," Nicky nodded a little, then took a deep breath and asked, "Why... were you fighting?"
"Oh!" Josh said, clearly a little surprised. He was never sure what Mikey told Nicky and what he didn't. When they were together, they never really spoke about the other boys in the dorm. Josh had his best mate, Rob, while Mikey had Nicky. They both knew they weren't each other's `best' friend and it was never an issue. Their friendship was still growing, but they both knew what it was and never tried to pry beyind its boundaries. "It was nothing. Just... ya know, fighting, like we do sometimes," he said, trying to shrug it off.
"Sometimes?" Nicky asked, looking a little shocked. "You... you've... fought before?"
Josh nodded emphatically. "Yeah, you know how it helps clear his head when he gets..." Josh paused, trying to think of the right word. "Muddled?" he mused, then nodded and repeated, "Yeah, that's right. It helps him think straight when things in his head get muddled!"
"It... does?" Nicky asked, thoroughly shaken by the news, not only of the violence, but of Mikey's need to `clear his head'. "How... how often do you... do it?"
Josh shrugged again, feeling a little awkward again as he already felt like he had accidentally given away more than he should have. "We're not talking, like, every day. Plus I kinda started saying no cos I wanna be a good example for..." he paused, a smiled a little, "For the kid I'll be mentoring next year!"
Nicky sat contemplating the entire thing for a few moments.
"I... haven't got him in trouble, have I?" Josh asked nervously.
"No," Nicky insisted, shaking his head. "I just..." he paused and sighed, "I just worry about him, that's all!"
"Well duh," Josh said with a smirk.
Nicky rolled his eyes and tried to hold back from smiling in return but couldn't. He chuckled slightly, but then frowned thoughtfully again and asked, "So you just put up with getting in fights with him, just to help him out?"
Josh's brow furrowed heavily as he considered the question. "I mean... a bit. I know it really does help him and I like helping people. Plus I really like Mikey, well I like both Mikeys, the regular one AND the Psycho Mikey!"
Nicky recoiled slightly at the name `Psycho Mikey' but didn't interrupt.
"But, erm... I don't know if I..." Josh started, very visibly holding himself back. He suddenly looked at Nicky wide-eyed as he said, "Oh, I was about to not say something cos when I talk about my therapist people tend to look at me like I'm a nutjob so I avoid it, but you have one too, don't you?"
"Yeah, nutjobs unite!" Nicky chuckled, offering a fist-bump.
Josh sniggered and bumped him in return, then went on, "My therapist... sometimes he's like... Oh, I'll lead you to the answers and let you figure them out for yourself' and other times he's like yeah, you're clearly not getting this, let me explain'."
"Mine does that too," Nicky sniggered.
"Well this was one of the `I'll tell it to ya straight' things, because he said it's something I should really think about when I deal with people," Josh explained. "Short version, he thinks hurting people is kinda... what I do to be, like... connected to them. Like, getting hurt was all I knew growing up and it's a... hard habit to break. So fighting with Mikey..." he trailed off.
Nicky nodded knowingly, never a fan of violence but appreciative of the insight the other boy was offering. "That's how you show Mikey you care!" Nicky exclaimed. "That's so fucking twisted. I love it!"
Josh pouted a little and nodded.
"Oh, I guess that kinda explains why you and Rob do nothing but insult each other too!" Nicky realised.
"Nah, that's just cos he's a twat!" Josh joked, grinning broadly.
Nicky laughed again. "I love how messed up we all are. I'm still convinced we're gonna wake up one day and find out this is actually the Kingswood Asylum, not the Kingswood school!"
"I know right," Josh nodded.
"But hey, I may hate fighting but at least I know if you ever punch me, it just means you like me!" Nicky said with a casual shrug.
"Aww, that's sweet. I'd love to punch you in the face some time!" Josh said, poking out his tongue.
"Too kind," Nicky chuckled.
Josh thought for a moment then asked quietly, "Hey, could you... not tell Mikey about this stuff."
"I'm sure he'd understand!" Nicky insisted.
"Yeah, I know, but..." Josh paused and frowned a little at Nicky. "Just between us... I think Mikey deals with more than he tells most people and I don't want my shit to be another thing he has to worry about!"
"That's sweet," Nicky said with a sincere smile, then thought to himself, `And probably REALLY true too!'
"Okay people, lips closed, bums on seats!" Ruby called out, clapping quietly to get the students' attention.
"With Danny here it's more like lips on bums!" Adrian called out, getting a laugh, even from the younger boys who didn't know him that well.
Danny frowned slightly but tried to laugh it off. Adrian was insulting him publicly again, which meant they were back to normal... or he was still pissed off, it was hard to tell for sure, but it felt like progress!
"Yes yes, very funny," Ruby said, clearly a little impatient. "Anyway, it's barely more than three weeks until our premier performance and due to recent events, I have had to make some changes to the casting!"
The boys immediately started muttering to each other.
"While I did receive a volunteer to take up Rose's old role, that did leave another role vacant, though filling the did cause somewhat of a chain reaction and subsequently five of you have been re-cast!" Ruby explained. "Daniel will be taking on the role of Tytania. In his place as Damian, I have put Mark. His role as Mr Theseus required someone... equally statuesque, so I have moved Jason over to that. Jason's former role as Oberon, King of the Fairies will now be filled by Adrian, whose role of Lysander will be taken over by Gabriel and finally Gabriel's role of Mustardseed will now be filled in by Dylan!"
The boys burst into louder chatter.
"I realise," Ruby said loudly, prompting quiet which he waited for before going on, "That this will mean re-learning lines and the scenes we have already blocked, so those of you who have changed roles will now be excused for the rest of the night to begin reading through your new parts and lines. I have booked in a couple of extra rehearsals over the next few weeks to get you up to speed. Any questions? No. Good! Okay, off you go, boys. The rest of you, with me!"
"Well, this sucks," Jason grumbled, flicking through the script to look at his new role.
"I know, right!" Adrian agreed unhappily.
"Just a different role, it's not the end of the world," Mark shrugged. He looked to the slightly timid Angel standing near the four older boys and said, "But congratulations to you. Bumped up to, like, main cast!"
"Thanks," Angel said timidly, staring up at Mark who towered over him.
Jason sighed and nodded. "Sorry, no offense to you, kid," he said, looking to Angel. "I'm just pissed I've got a whole new set of lines to re-memorise!"
Pickle, a.k.a. Dylan Chambers, who had been selected to take Angel's old role approached and asked, "Can you help me run the lines. Might help me pick `em up quicker!" Angel nodded and the two younger boys headed off to practice.
"Not the worst idea," Mark nodded, looking to Jason. "Want me to walk you through the Mr Theseus stuff I'd done so far?" He got a nod and they also headed off, leaving Adrian and Danny stood awkwardly together.
"Did you plan this?" Adrian asked accusingly.
Danny didn't even hear the question. The whole time he had been standing there, he had felt Chris staring at him from the far end of the room. Why did Ruby have to say he volunteered for the change? Chris had been so excited about them having two of the lead roles together, and his disappointment at the changes was almost palpable. "What?" he asked absently, realising Adrian had said something.
"All of this!" Adrian clarified, then glared angrily as he continued. "It was deliberate, wasn't it? Xander and Damian didn't have any... ya know... romantic scenes, but suddenly we're Oberon and Tytania and have to hook up. If you wanted to try and get off with me again you didn't have to mess up the whole show to do it!"
"No," Danny said weakly. "It... I... I didn't know Ruby would move more of you around, I promise. This wasn't about you!"
"No, of course, it was about YOU, just like everything always is!" Adrian said angrily.
Danny stared back at him for a moment, looking more hurt than annoyed. "Yeah, I guess it was," he said with a hint of a shrug. He snatched up his bag and headed for the door, giving Chris one last look on the way out.
Danny was halfway back to the Home Building when he heard hurried footsteps behind him. As he turned to see who it was, he heard Adrian say, "I'm sorry!"
"You don't need to be," Danny said, not slowing at all. "You're completely right. This was just... me doing what I do!" he harumphed, clearly frustrated with his own actions.
"Danny, stop, please," Adrian pleaded, grabbing Danny's shoulder.
"What?" Danny demanded angrily as he turned to face his former friend.
"What do you do?" Adrian demanded. As he got a blank stare back, he clarified, "You said this is just you doing what you do. So... what IS that?"
Danny shook his head. "Does it matter? I thought we were done, that we were just... being polite to work on the play, but... that was it!"
"Danny, I was pissed at you..." Adrian sighed. "I AM pissed at you, but... I also... miss you!" he said a little sheepishly. "My dorm... we're not close like you all are in yours. I can't talk to them about the stuff the way talk to you. I don't... really have anyone the way you have Chris and the others. I had Kyle but he's my boyfriend now which is amazing but it changes things and... I just miss my friend."
"So you wanna hang out with me through... a lack of options?" Danny asked, not sure why he was antagonising the situation.
"No!" Adrian insisted, shaking his head emphatically. "I HAVE other options, but... ugh... one of the reasons you pissed me off SO much was because I'm picky about who I spend my time with. I choose carefully and only hang out with the guys I REALLY care about and that included you. I told you things I'd never told anyone else and we did things I wouldn't even have the nerve to mention to most other people and I got annoyed at you cos you made me NOT want to hang around with you, but... that'll pass. It's already passing, but it doesn't mean I ever wanted to stop being friends with you. So yeah, ya know what, your stuff DOES matter to me. Even if I'm still pissed, I'm a pissed FRIEND!"
Danny stood staring at Adrian as he ranted and remained silent for a few moments after he stopped. "So, you're saying I actually managed to fuck up pissing you off too!" he said, shaking his head, smirking derogatorily at himself. "THAT'S what I meant about what I do. I fuck, and I fuck UP. They're the only two things I'm any good for!"
Adrian frowned and started, "Danny, I don't think..."
"Forget it," Danny said dismissively. "I'm sorry for what I did. I'm sorry for messing up your role. And I'm sorry for... just messing up in general. I'll see you around!" He stared sadly at Adrian for a moment before he turned and walked away.
"I've got something else to take care of!" That was the excuse Josh had given Nicky when he suggested going to the dorm to check in on David. The something' he needed to take care of was currently in the school's gym, working out – Mr Rudd. Josh had spotted him on his way over a little earlier and couldn't pass up the opportunity to go and take a look. Maybe he could even accidentally' bump into him again.
He wandered into the Sports Complex which seemed eerily quiet once the door closed behind him, cutting off the noises from the football pitches and tennis courts currently in use outside. As he made his way along the hallway, he stopped at the door to the gym, cautiously peeking through the window at its side.
"Yesss!" Josh hissed as he spotted Mr Rudd working out, the only occupant in the gym. The teacher had a tendency to remove his shirt to work out, but only when no students were around.
Josh felt his cock stiffen immediately as he beheld the mountainous man. He liked being around him, but looking at him was nice too. He wasn't entirely sure he `liked' the older man, but seeing him work out certainly got him hard and Josh felt no desire to question it. Mr Rudd was currently doing tricep curls, his right arm raised above his head with a heavy dumbbell grasped in his hand. He wasn't facing the door directly, but was at the right angle for Josh to get a perfect view of the man's exposed torso, his bulging muscles and tattoos on full display. The shorts he wore also exposed most of his trunk-like legs too, even hairier than his upper half.
"Fuck!" Josh muttered as he watched. He pulled out his phone and started recording, holding it with one hand while the other reached down to grope at his meagre bulge.
He stood recording and playing with himself as Mr Rudd changed arms, flinching back for just a second when he thought the teacher might spot him spying.
No longer satisfied with just groping himself, Josh glanced down the hallway to make sure the place remained deserted, then slid his hand down into his trousers and groped his cock directly.
"Ah, fuck," he gasped as he watched excitedly, picturing the man completely nude. It was a sight he had seen before, when the teacher had joined the students in the shower room after the occasional PE lesson and Josh always found himself anticipating the next time it would occur, or thinking about ways he might see the man nude in some other setting.
He pictured the meaty cock and hefty balls as he stroked away at himself eagerly, imagining the handsome teacher getting hard, fantasising over just how big his colossal dick actually got when fully erect.
Getting more and more carried away, he pushed the front of his trousers down as he felt his orgasm approaching. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he whispered to himself as he began to spurt his load all over the window.
"Oh my god, he's cumming!" a voice suddenly called out loudly from down the hall.
"Shit!" Josh exclaimed, pulling back suddenly as Mr Rudd glanced over at the noise of the shout from the hallway.
"Who's he perving on?" another voice called out.
Josh stared in horror as he saw a couple of Year 8 boys in tennis kits hurrying towards him, one of them holding up a phone.
"No, no, no, it wasn't what it looks like!" Josh insisted, trying to conceal himself.
"Fuck, he jizzed on the window!" one of the boys squawked as they saw the result of Josh's spying, moving the phone in closer to record the evidence.
"And he's watching a teacher. Oh my god!" the other laughed. The phone moved again to record Mr Rudd on the other side of the window.
No!" Josh whimpered as he managed to get himself mostly re-dressed.
The door to the gym suddenly opened and Mr Rudd stepped out. "What's going on out here?" he demanded curtly of the three boys.
"Nothing sir!" Josh insisted, looking at the two younger boys imploringly.
"That's not nothing, sir!" the first of the two boys said, pointing to the semen dribbling down the window. He had dropped his phone to his side, making it look like he was just holding it, but it remained pointed at the red-faced Josh, discretely capturing his humiliation.
"He was watching you, sir!" the second boy said with barely-contained glee.
"And whacking off!" the first added, despite how much it was already implied.
"Josh? Is that... yours?" Mr Rudd asked, pointing to the dribbling spunk.
Josh's jaw was quivering and he felt like he was about to throw up. "Yes sir," he squeaked.
Mr Rudd looked at the two obviously-delighted younger boys and said, "Thank you, I'll take it from here! You can go!"
"But... but we..." the first boy stuttered, clearly hoping to get a front-row seat to the older student's obvious humiliation.
"YOU can go!" Mr Rudd said firmly.
"We're going!" the second boy insisted, rushing off towards the locker room.
Mr Rudd looked at Josh who was almost in tears and said, "Go get some tissues, clean this up and then come and see me!"
"Yes sir," Josh sighed as the man disappeared back into the gym. A couple of minutes later, with his mess cleaned up and the tissues discarded, he walked nervously into the gym, where he found Mr Rudd waiting, his shirt back on.
"Ugh, Josh," Mr Rudd said, shaking his head as the boy approached looking terrified. "You really don't like making your life easy, do you?"
"I didn't plan on getting caught!" Josh pouted.
The teacher continued to shake his head. "I'd ask if you were watching me, but I don't really think I need to, do I?" he asked bluntly.
Josh, who was already red-faced, looked so embarrassed that he might actually pass out from sheer humiliation.
"I was really hoping this would just... pass on its own, but... apparently it's not," Mr Rudd frowned. "I'm obviously going to have to issue you a punishment for your behaviour out there, but I also think you and I need to have a serious talk about our relationship and the importance of boundaries, don't you?"
"Or we could just pretend this never happened and move on with our lives," Josh said hopefully.
"Unfortunately, pretending it never happened is not an option. I can't quite justify NOT punishing you for... well, let's call it vandalism of a school window, when so many people know about it," Mr Rudd said with a head bob.
"It's only two kids!" Josh said, frowning at the comment.
Mr Rudd glanced at the clock and said, "They've known about it for approximately five minutes now, which likely means they've already told a dozen people, and those dozen have probably told just as many too. I think it would be a fairly conservative estimate to say half the school already knows!"
"Noooo," Josh whimpered, somehow hoping the two boys would have just kept it to themselves. "Can't you stop them?" he asked desperately.
"In my experience, Josh, it's best to just let these things run their course," Mr Rudd explained. "People will find something else to gossip about... eventually!" Josh just whimpered. "But for now, that just leaves us with your punishment."
"Yes sir," Josh sighed, slipping his coat off in anticipation of the usual nude punishment.
"I appreciate the eagerness," Mr Rudd chuckled, "But that won't be necessary!"
Josh pouted, worried what the man had planned and followed him out of the gym. They wandered down the hallway until they reached his office and headed inside.
"Okay, trousers and underwear down please," Mr Rudd said as he went to one of his cabinets.
Josh complied, both annoyed and relieved that nudity seemed to be the plan. He dropped the clothing immediately as he tossed his coat onto a chair.
Mr Rudd looked back and instructed, "Lift your shirt a moment!" As Josh did it, revealing his hairless cock and smooth stomach, the man smiled and nodded as he said quietly, "Okay, so a small then!"
Josh let out a dismayed moan at the use of the word. Though it had been quite some time since he began developing, it was incredibly slow going and he knew his penis was one of the smallest in the dorm. He also happened to be one of the only ones in Year 8 who was yet to grow even a single pube.
"Okay, let's get this on!" Mr Rudd said as he approached with a small chastity device.
"No sir, please!" Josh whined. While his confusing and violent trysts with Mikey were the closest he had really got to being sexually active, masturbation was a regular part of his day and the thought of returning to chastity was not a welcome one.
"Sorry Josh, but if you don't even have the self-control to NOT masturbate in school hallways, this is the most appropriate punishment, so please allow me to put this on you," Mr Rudd requested.
Josh stared for a moment. It hadn't occurred to him that the teacher would be the one putting it on him, rather than making him do it himself. "Okay," he mumbled.
The device Mr Rudd started to put on Josh was a little different from the one he had been issued back in Year 7 when he started at the school. That one had basically looked like a pair of briefs made out of plastic and metal, completely hiding his private parts away behind a solid panel. This one consisted of a ring and small (very small) metal cage, secured in place by jockstrap-like straps.
Josh let out a whimper as he felt the man grasp at his small balls, pulling them through the metal ring before pulling his dick through too. Josh was instantly hard, despite his orgasm less than fifteen minutes earlier. The most embarrassing part was that the cage still fit over his cock, despite its stiffness. With the cage in place and the straps secured to the ring, Mr Rudd secured the lock and stood up.
"There, that ought to help you control your impulses a little," Mr Rudd explained.
"How long... do I have to keep it on for, sir?" Josh asked nervously.
Mr Rudd smiled. "Until you can control yourself!" he said with a slight nod.
"Ugh come on David. You can't just lay here every day moping!" Evan sighed as he sat on the younger boy's bed.
David scowled up at his mentor as he pulled the covers back to reveal his face. "I'm not `moping'! I'm upset that the girl I loved dumped me and left the school! I think it's okay to be a bit upset about that!"
Evan sighed and said, "Yeah, but... you've been like this for three days now and I worried you'll..." He paused, unsure whether to voice what he was actually thinking.
"I'll what? Pull a Josh and go throw myself off the roof?" David snapped.
"Woah!" Nicky called out from across the dorm where he was sat on the sofas, supposedly minding his own business but very clearly watching the whole exchange.
"Sorry," David said, frowning across at Nicky before looking back to Evan. "But you know what I mean!"
"No," Evan said, shaking his head, then frowned and said, "Well yeah, I know what you mean, but that's kinda the opposite of what I'm worried about!"
David looked at him puzzled and asked sarcastically, "So you're worried I'll go down to the ground and... throw myself up to the roof?"
"Don't be a dick!" Evan scowled, shooting Nicky a momentary glare as he heard sniggering at the sarcasm. "What I mean is... hiding away like this... it's... kinda how your agoraphobia started. You've worked SO hard to not let it control you and..." He paused to reach down and stroke David's arm, "I just... don't wanna see you end up slipping back into it!"
David tutted, rolled his eyes and folded his arms moodily as he said, "Well... that just makes it really hard to be pissed at you. Stop being nice and, like... understanding me and stuff!"
"Sorry," Evan shrugged, "Kinda can't. Not with you, anyway!" He sighed again and said, "Look, David, heartbreak sucks. Like... the WORST feeling in the world and I'm not saying you need to just get over it!"
"Good, cos someone else told me to `get over it' and I punched them in the balls!" David pouted.
"You punched someone?" Evan asked, more amused than surprised.
"Well... no, but I thought about it really hard!" David replied, blushing a little.
Evan chuckled. "Cute," he said with a nod, then added, "Be heartbroken. You NEED to feel that and process it, but... hiding away might not be the best way for YOU specifically to handle it. You don't wanna end up depressed AND scared to leave your room, do you?"
"No, I should clearly be aiming for JUST depressed!" David said a little sarcastically, getting an appreciative snigger from Nicky.
"Idiot," Evan said, clearly bemused. "Look, I ain't gonna sit here and nag you, but..." he paused to look over at Nicky. "You're staying here now, aren't you?" As he got a nod in return, he looked back to David and said, "Maybe just... go grab a seat over there with your mate and just... NOT be in bed. That sound manageable?"
David sighed, seeing the logic in the suggestion. He nodded and said, "Fine, if it'll make you leave me alone!"
"Yay, victory!" Evan said as he stood up. He waited as David reluctantly climbed out of bed and flopped down onto the sofa opposite Nicky. "Good. And if he goes back in... before bedtime, I mean, gimme a call and I'll come kick his arse!" As he got a nod from Nicky and an eye roll from David, he added, "Or at least think about it really hard!" He left to the sound of laughter from Nicky.
"He's so annoying," David grumbled once the two boys were alone.
Nicky shrugged and said, "He just cares about you, that's all!"
"Whatever," David grumbled. He looked to the other boy and said, "You're not gonna lecture me on relationships now too, are you?"
Nicky scoffed. "I fell I love with my mentor, who was in love with someone else and lied the entire way through our relationship, then started a relationship with two of my best friends and nuked it as soon as I started having actual human emotions. I am in NO place to be giving relationship advice!" he said, self-deprecatingly.
"Yeah, you do kinda suck at it, don't you!" David said, then felt a little bad and added, "But so do I!"
"Do we, though?" Nicky asked, frowning a little. As David looked at him questioningly, he elaborated, "I'm fourteen, you're still thirteen... I don't really think we're even s'pose to be IN relationships yet, let alone good at them. It's just... the Kingswood Effect!"
"What's that?" David frowned.
"It's not like it's a proper recognised thing, but... I dunno, I've had a LOT of time to think about this stuff... ya know, in amongst all the sucking at relationships!" Nicky sniggered, getting the same back from David. "It's like... we come and they're all, `hey, we wanna treat you like grown-ups and let you have all this... freedom and... and... autonomy'!"
"Good word!" David nodded his approval.
"Thanks," Nicky grinned. "But yeah, they're like, `We'll let you have all this autonomy and freedom to be as grown-up as you want to be' and we all just go... YES, we need to do it, so we... we rush into these things like... like sex and relationships and... really fucking emotional shit and... we're still just SO fucking young!"
David sat up, nodding thoughtfully. "Wow!" he exclaimed as he processed it. "That's... I guess... I'd never really looked at it that way!"
Nicky frowned a little and asked, "Do you... disagree?"
"No, definitely not," David insisted. "It's actually a REALLY good point. It's like that moment in Jurassic Park where he's like your scientists were so obsessed with whether or not they could that they didn't stop to ask if they should'. Except we're more like, we were so obsessed with... having sex and falling in love that we never really stopped to ask if we were ready for it'!"
Nicky beamed proudly. It was something he had thought about a lot, but never really voiced to anyone before. Having David not only understand, but actually agree felt like real validation.
Silence hung between them for a moment before David let out a slight sigh and said, "I really miss her!" before starting to cry.
Nicky jumped to his feet and moved over to sit beside David, holding him as he sniffled.
They remained sat like that for a few minutes before David calmed a little, though he remained cuddled up against Nicky. "We still message, which... is kinda what I wanted, but it just keeps reminding me she's gone!"
"That sucks," Nicky said sympathetically.
David sighed again and said, "They've found a school near her that might be able to take her. They've got a meeting about it on Friday!"
"I'm glad she's doing okay," Nicky said happily. "Tell her we say hi next time you message."
"I will," David said happily. He sighed again and glanced out across the silent dorm. "I love sharing a room with all the guys, but I love when it's quiet too!"
"Me too," Nicky agreed. "But I guarantee it won't last. Some... bullshit is probably about to burst through that door in three... two... one..."
They both paused, staring at the door, but nothing happened.
"Damn, that woulda been SO cool if someone had come in," Nicky grumbled.
"I know right," David giggled. "But you're probably right, it won't..."
"AAARGH!" Nicky and David screamed out as the door suddenly burst open.
Josh appeared, looking absolutely distraught as he ran to his bunk, leapt most of the way up in a single bound and scurried under the covers.
"Fuck me!" Nicky gasped, clutching his chest from the shock. "That was less cool than I thought it'd be!"
"I know right," David repeated, sniggering as he caught his breath too.
"Should we... go check on him?" Nicky asked curiously, nodding towards the Josh-shaped heap as he stood up, moving down the dorm.
"Maybe," David agreed, following behind Nicky. "Josh, are you..."
"AAARGH!" they yelled out again, jumping as Rob appeared suddenly at the door.
Rob stared the two jumpy boys and sighed, shaking his head. "I'm going to bed!" he grunted and copied Josh's move, albeit with much less energy.
"Jesus, these guys are gonna kill me!" Nicky said, slightly breathless at the second jump.
"Are you guys okay?" David called out as he moved across to close the door.
The second David moved away from the door, it burst open again, prompting another surprised yelp.
A naked and very unhappy-looking Mikey marched in and growled, "Fuck Mr Bombelles!"
"Tennis practice went well then!" Nicky said, glad he had not jumped quite so sharply at Mikey's arrival, as it saved him from any undue mockery from the angry, nude teen.
"All I did was throw my tennis racquet at a wall!" Mikey huffed as he threw his bag and racquet down near his wardrobe. "Someone just... happened to be in the way!"
"Mikeeeey!" Nicky said disapprovingly, shaking his head.
"Save it, I'm not in the mood!" Mikey huffed as he headed for the sofas.
David and Nicky looked at each other for a moment.
"I don't... know if I dare touch the door again!" David sniggered.
"I've got it," Nicky said, heading over to close it. Just as he had it almost closed, he spotted someone on the other side and pulled it open. "Hey Danny," he said, hoping for a little cheerfulness.
"Ugh," Danny huffed and walked straight past Nicky to flop down onto his bed.
"You do know this is our fault, don't you?" Nicky asked as he finally closed the door and returned to David who was standing in the middle of the dorm looking bewildered. "We never shoulda mentioned it being quiet!"
"No, it's worse!" David said, grabbing Nicky and feigning a shocked gasp. "It's... The Kingswood Effect!"
"Dun dun duuuuun!" Nicky added, getting a smirk back from David as they playfully grasped at each other.
They giggled for a few moments before David whispered, "You take Mikey and Danny, I'll get these two!" He gestured to Rob and Josh up on their bunks.
"Hey," Nicky said softly, keeping hold of David for a moment. "I know you're... still not doing great. You don't have to worry about the others if you just wanna... ya know... climb back into bed again!"
David smiled at the thoughtful comment then shook his head and said, "I think the distraction helps!"
The atmosphere in the dorm that evening had been understandably heavy. Most of the boys seem to be dealing with some kind of `issue', but most seemed adamant about not talking about it. The main exception had been Josh who really had no choice as his embarrassing encounter at the Sports Complex was already the talk of the school.
Most of the dorm had been quite surprised to see that Josh wasn't enduring a naked punishment (especially Mikey, who felt his own enforced nudity might stand out less with someone else doing it), but Josh had reluctantly revealed to the group what his actual punishment entailed. He received a fairly hefty dose of sympathy for his chastity, though it was balanced out by a very healthy dose of mockery to go with it.
That night, `wank time' never happened in the dorm. It wasn't clear whether it was a show of solidarity for Josh, or simply the fact there were too many bad moods going on to engage in it, but after lights out there had been barely more than two minutes of chatter before the boys settled down to sleep.
Danny and Chris had not really spoken since Chris got back from drama club, and even as they got comfortable to sleep, they had remained on their own sides of their shared bunk. Danny was lying there, restless as he played the evening over and over in his head. He was only shaken from his thoughts as he felt movement at his side followed by a hand resting on his chest.
"You awake?" Chris whispered.
"Yeah," Danny replied cautiously.
"I wanna go on The Milker. You wanna come with me?" Chris asked hopefully.
"Again!?" Danny exclaimed. "You DO actually need to sleep sometimes, ya know!"
Chris smirked and replied, "I know, but I'm only thinking like an hour or something, not an all-nighter!"
Danny sighed and wanted to say no, preferring to just lie there and moodily not sleep, but the swelling down below at the thought of Chris strapped into the machine made it clear to him what his answer had to be. "Fine," he sighed, climbing out of bed.
The two boys crept out of the dorm and along to the end of the hallway, stopping to peer round and make sure the coast was clear along the main walkway. Just as they were about to step around, a door opened at the opposite end. A boy appeared from dorm 1.01 and vanished round the corner, presumably headed for the toilets.
"Aww, our old dorm," Chris giggled once the boy was out of sight.
Danny chuckled and they quickly dashed along and disappeared into the shower room. They let themselves into the secret entrance, inside the `out of order' cubicle and headed down. They were a little more at ease as they continued down the stairs to the Underground. They knew now that there was no real chance of getting into trouble, as anyone down in the Underground at that time of night would also be there illicitly, so nobody was about to snitch on them.
Finding the Underground empty, they headed into room with The Milker and Chris immediately logged into the terminal, bringing up his secret profile that he used whenever he accessed the room illegally. "I kinda wanna try something," Chris said excitedly as he quickly removed his clothes and climbed onto the device.
"Oh god, what now?" Danny asked, rolling his eyes as he helped secure Chris into place, the position he preferred when accompanied, if only to give any spectators a better view.
"After it's done... don't let me jerk off!" Chris said excitedly.
"What, like... ever again?" Danny asked flippantly.
Chris tutted and rolled his eyes. "No, dickhead. I'm just thinking, maybe... like... a week," Chris explained. As Danny looked back at him, mildly intrigued, he went on, "I already get super horny just thinking about getting on this thing. Imagine what I'll be like doing all this edging WITHOUT cumming in between!"
"Jesus, your cock'll never go down!" Danny exclaimed, his own cock twitching at the prospect.
"Exactly. It'll be SO hot, but... you gotta stop me, okay!" Chris requested.
"I'm just one person!" Danny sniggered, "But I'll try! You're all ready!" He stood back with Chris fully strapped in place.
"Great, hit start," Chris requested.
Danny did as requested and the machine came to life. Today they had put Chris' cock in the milking sleeve, positioned the anal probe to fuck him, but added on the attachments to stimulate both his nipples and balls.
"Ahhhh fuuuuuck!" Chris groaned excitedly. The machine had really become an addiction to him now. He still loved doing things with other guys, and got immense pleasure from it, but something about the helplessness of being restrained in the machine was intoxicating. Knowing it would emotionlessly torture him with no malicious intent and no pleasurable enjoyment of its own, it did things to Chris he couldn't explain.
The fact he had now been using it for several weeks only added to its efficacy, the system gradually learning more and more of his body's signs when he was close to release. It allowed the program to gradually push him further and further, taking him right to the brink of orgasm with inhuman precision.
Danny stood watching the show, casually playing with himself as he watched Chris writhe in pleasure (as much as the restraints allowed him to, anyway). He had to resist getting too carried away. On a previous session he had cum quite quickly, which had felt nice, but he then found observing Chris' excitement while in a post-orgasmic state of his own was exceptionally frustrating. He couldn't even chat, as Chris mostly lost the ability to converse once he started edging.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck," Chris moaned as he teetered on the brink of release about half an hour in. He had set it on a `random', meaning it could cycle through a range of activities. The first half hour had been spent teasing him to the edge before stopping fully to let him cool off for a while, but as they passed the halfway mark, it switched to keeping him permanently on edge with no cooldown. It was only taking brief, gentle moments of stimulation to keep the boy teetering right on the brink. "Danny... Danny... Danny... t... turn it off," Chris pleaded.
Danny almost moved for the controls, but this was exactly why he was there. He could keep an eye and shut things down if Chris was in trouble or at risk of harm, but if the edging just got too much for him and he begged for relief, Danny had been instructed not to comply. He always felt a little bad when the begging started but hearing Chris talk about how good it had felt to be so helpless afterwards always made it worth it.
"Ah, pl... please..." Chris begged, then let out a long pleasured moan as he once again got held right on the edge for a couple of minutes.
"Nearly there," Danny said with only a few minutes left to go.
"Fuuuuuuck," Chris groaned, steeling himself to make it to the end.
When the system finally shut down, Danny held the locks in place so they didn't pop open, keeping Chris restrained.
"Oy!" Chris complained.
"Hey, you said not to let you cum," Danny insisted. "And if you were free right now, what would you be doing?"
Chris scowled for a few moments. "Cumming," he eventually admitted shamefully.
"Exactly, so you can lay there and cool off for a bit," Danny said authoritatively. "You enjoy that?"
"Ugh, SO much!" Chris said happily. "Thanks for coming!"
"I haven't, yet!" Danny joked, eyeing up his naked friend. "But I think I'm about to!"
"Fuck," Chris said happily as he watched Danny remove the cock sleeve, dildo and other attachments.
Danny pushed the buttons to release Chris' ankles, then lifted his legs as he climbed on and asked, "Ready?"
"Yeah, just... don't make me cum!" Chris pleaded.
"Hey I'm just fucking," Danny shrugged. "You control whether you cum!"
"Not so sure about that!" Chris said quietly, his cock still throbbing. It gave an extra hard pulse as Danny pushed his dick inside him. "Ah fuck me!" he grunted in pleasured surprise.
"Kinda the idea," Danny sniggered. He started thrusting hard into Chris. He wished he hadn't played with himself quite so much while he spectated. He was barely more than two minutes in before he could feel the excitement of an imminent orgasm churning up inside him.
"Dannyyyyy, I'm so close," Chris whined.
"Yeah, me too!" Danny chuckled. "Best hold on!"
"Fuck," Chris grunted, tensing to hold back from ejaculating.
A few thrusts later and Chris felt Danny's spunk shooting inside him. He let out a high-pitched whimper as he clenched everything, only just holding back his own orgasm in response.
"Damn, I didn't think you'd be able to hold it!" Danny sniggered as he released Chris' legs and slowly pulled out of him.
"I... almost... didn't," Chris panted, smiling fondly up at the other boy. He let out a pensive sigh and asked, "Danny, why did you switch roles?"
Danny looked down at his dick and wondered what Chris meant for a moment, before realising he wasn't talking about anything sexual. "Oh, erm... well... the... the `Damian' role is gonna take up... a lot more time and I felt like... I needed to really... focus on the football. I'm the captain now, after all!" He was glad he had thought of the excuse earlier when talking to Ruby, although he knew he had just delivered it in a thoroughly unconvincing way.
"Are you sure it's not because... it meant you'd have to kiss me?" Chris asked, looking a little upset.
"No!" Danny insisted (lying!) "No, it's... it's... really just... the football thing!" he continued, even less convincing.
"It's okay, I get it," Chris sighed. "I know... that's not something you like to do. I mean... at least not with me anyway. I just... thought we were having lots of fun playing those roles together!"
"We were!" Danny insisted. "But... but..."
"But kissing me isn't something you want," Chris said sadly. "Ever!"
"No!" Danny disagreed as he climbed off. He turned to look at Chris as he sat up, cock rapidly deflating. "I mean, that's... not the reason!" he insisted. He took a breath, thinking hard. He wanted to just tell Chris the truth, tell him he had remembered their conversation during the accident back in Year 8... but what would it achieve? Danny was with Brian. Danny was HAPPY with Brian. What good could come from revealing what he knew? "I just... need to focus on other things!" he said, his brow furrowing as he held back a tsunami of screaming thoughts.
Chris stared back for a few moments, analysing Danny's face, reading him silently. "Okay," he said softly with a gentle nod. He gave a meek smile and said, "Well at least you're still in my play. That's all I really wanted."
"Yeah," Danny said, relieved Chris didn't seem upset. "And now I get to be queen of the fairies!"
Chris smirked as he said, "Something about that just feels SO appropriate!"
Danny's jaw dropped exaggeratedly as he shook his head. "Shut up or I'll make you cum!" he chuckled.
"Weirdest threat ever," Chris laughed. "Come on, let's get this cleaned up and get back to bed. We got PE first thing, and I CANNOT wait to see how awkward Josh is around Mr Rudd!"
"Oh my god, you're so evil," Danny laughed. As Chris turned to start cleaning up the machine, Danny let out a gentle sigh. Whether Chris really believed him or not, at least they seemed okay now. If only he could get things back to normal so easily with everything else he'd messed up recently!
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
There's a Naked Alfie in the Garden - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/theres-a-naked-alfie-in-the-garden