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The Kingswood Effect
Chapter 38
Thursday 26 May 2022
Quiet Study hour was always somewhat ironically named, usually being the noisiest hour of the day for most of the boys. Today in particular was especially noisy amongst the Year 9s. As they ended their school day and headed back to the Home Building for the hour intended to be used for homework assignments or project work, they had received emails setting out the GCSE options they would soon need to make for their move up to Year 10 in September.
Needless to say, GCSE choices had become the only thing they could talk about. The dorm 1.09 boys had gathered on one of the larger tables in the study area and were discussing the matter eagerly.
"Yeah, I'm afraid that won't work," David said as he looked at the list Josh had jotted down. "You DO actually need to take some of the subjects that require the use your brain!"
"Well that's clearly just setting me up to fail," Josh pouted, getting a snigger from some of the others. "Ugh, this is too hard!"
"It's really not!" David insisted.
"Well no, not for you!" Nicky said, shaking his head. "You've had yours picked basically since birth!" he continued, getting a laugh from the rest of the group. "Picture it, July twelfth, two-thousand-eight. After a long intensive labour, David finally emerges into the world. Cold and scared, he looks up and declares, `Mother, I've decided my GCSE choices. Be a dear and jot them down for me, would you!' True story!" Nicky said, grinning as the others cackled with laughter.
"Wait, do you even have a mother?" Josh asked, frowning at David. "Were you... actually born?"
"No. My dads skipped the whole procreation thing and just bought me in the Amazon Prime Day sale!" David replied sarcastically.
"Woah, seriously?" Josh asked, immediately blushing as he realised his gullibility from the laughter rippling around him. "Okay, shut up or I slap you!" he threatened nobody in particular.
"Come on then, what's your choices?" Chris asked, clearly seeking inspiration.
"Well English, Maths, Citizenship and PE, cos they make us," David started, "Then triple award science cos Physics is cool and I have to do triple to get it as its own subject. History, cos it's just a useful one to have for Uni applications and stuff. Mandarin for when China takes over the world or, like, holidays and stuff. Computer Science because computers are better than people, and also to be ready in case AI takes over the world before the Chinese do. And Media Studies because I like watching stuff!"
The others stared blankly for a few seconds, alternating between looking at David and each other.
"Well... I did ask!" Chris said, a little taken aback. "SO many threads I'm not gonna pull in that, so... maybe we just move on!"
"I don't know why you're even bothering to think about it!" Mikey said with a smirk.
"Good point, I should just pick randomly!" Chris said happily.
"You're not picking randomly!" Blane called out from where he was sat a short distance away with Mr Trent.
"Ugh, I forgot he was here," Chris huffed at his big brother as his friends sniggered at the verbal smackdown.
"And I didn't mean pick randomly, I just meant you don't need to pick. We all know you're just gonna wait for Danny to pick his subjects then copy him!" Mikey teased.
As the others laughed or teased Chris as he tried to object, Nicky couldn't help glancing Mark's way. Not that long ago, Mark had come to him to talk about his new boyfriend, and in particular Chris' relationship with Danny. Nicky had not been able to put Mark completely at ease and had actually urged caution. The bond between the two best friends had always been a particularly high hurdle when it came to being with other people. Conversations like this really didn't help the situation either.
Mark saw Nicky looking and offered him a meek smile, getting one in return.
"Is it weird that I'm considering taking Japanese?" Danny asked to cut through the teasing.
"Not really. I'm probably taking it!" Mikey said with a shrug as he added "Mandarin too!" As the others went silent and slowly looked round at him, he shrugged and said, "What? Languages are easy. I've already managed French and German. I felt like a challenge!"
"Yeah, so long as you actually remember what language you're actually using at the time!" Nicky joked.
Mikey shrugged dismissively. It was a constant source of annoyance for Mr Richter (the German French teacher) and source of amusement for Mr Bombelles (the French German teacher) that Mikey had a tendency to slip casually between the two languages, sometimes even mid-sentence without even realising he was doing it. "Whatever," Mikey shrugged casually.
"Is anyone else taking single award science?" Danny asked, staring down at the list thoughtfully.
"I am," Chris replied, immediately turning to Mikey to say, "Shut up, I picked it before I knew Danny had!" He looked back to Danny and asked, "Why? What's up?"
"Well it just makes it harder cos then I have to pick more subjects," Danny mused. "There's no fucking way..."
"Danny!" Mr Trent called out instantly, "Language!"
"Sorry sir," Danny chirped back, getting smirks from other tables. He rolled his eyes at the others and went on, "There's no... freaking way I'm taking History or Geography, which means I've gotta pick two languages, two arts and two technical!"
"What ones you stuck on?" David asked, as keen to help the others as he was to make his own choices.
"Well, I figure the technical ones are gonna have to be Design Tech and Food Tech, cos you know how much I suck at computer science!" Danny explained.
"You kinda suck at DT too," Mikey sniggered, getting a few chuckles of agreement from around them.
"Yeah, but I suck LESS at that and it's more fun!" Danny insisted, smirking slightly at the offended look on David's face at the implication that computers weren't fun. "And for languages I'm probably doing Japanese but I dunno what else. But I'm stuck on the arts ones. I'm deffo doing drama, cos I'm actually good at that, but I'm no good at art. I was thinking... maybe music!"
Nicky nearly choked at the suggestion. "Danny, you have many wonderful qualities, lots of incredible talents and you excel at SO many things... but music is NOT one of them. You're about as melodic as Josh's butt on chilli night!" Nicky said as he patted Danny on the back.
As the others burst into laughter, Josh let rip an almighty fart that only intensified the cackles, earning groans and complaints from the other tables.
When the furore died down, Nicky took Danny's hand and said, "I'm sorry, I just lied to you..." He paused as Danny looked at him curiously. "Josh's butt actually sounds better!" he sniggered.
The fart had drawn more attention to the table and others laughed at Nicky's playful insult as Danny shrank down a little in his seat.
"Hey, if music's not an option, you can do media studies with me!" David said cheerfully.
"And me and Josh!" Rob said, looking up from his own list.
Danny smiled at the other two, but it faded quickly as he looked to Josh who was glaring.
As a bell rang, Mr Trent stood and called out, "Okay, all done for the day lads. Off to dinner!"
"Hey," Chris said, casually nudging Danny with his hip as he packed up his things. "Whatcha up to this evening?"
Danny let out a gentle sigh and said, "Should be water polo, but considering I usually go with Josh and Kyle, both of whom seem to want me dead, I'm thinking I MIGHT just give it a miss!"
"Ah, sucky," Chris said sympathetically. "We've got another Stage Fright rehearsal tonight if you wanna come and cheer me on. It still pisses me off that Mikey has more groupies than I do!" he said with a chuckle.
"Yeah, maybe," Danny nodded, smiling meekly.
"Great," Chris said happily before heading to Mark to walk back to the dorm with him, holding hands.
"Y'okay there, squirt?" Blane asked, approaching from behind to place an arm casually around Danny.
"Yeah, I'm... fine," Danny said, not entirely convincingly, but seemingly enough to assuage the young Teaching Assistant's concern.
"You looking forward to our holiday together?" Blane asked with a sly grin.
"Yeah, I guess, I..." Danny started, then paused as it sunk in. He stared at Blane wide-eyed and said, "You're coming? Chris said you usually skip the family holidays cos of your whole `I don't need my parents money' thing ya got going on!"
Blane's brow furrowed at the excessive over-simplification of the issue he had with his parents' wealth but smirked and said, "Well when I found out Chris was bringing a guest... or rather who it was... how could I say no?" Danny grinned massively at the news. "Although, I guess I shouldn't say I'M coming, I should say WE'RE coming!"
Danny lowered his gaze to Blane's stomach and asked, "You're pregnant? Congratulations. I thought you were just getting fat!"
"Oh, you are PAYING for that one!" Blane said, fists clenching playfully. "And no, `we' as in me and Levi!" he said, gesturing to Mr Trent who was on the other side of the study area refereeing a disagreement between two Years 7s.
Danny's face lit up with sheer joy. "Mr Trent's coming! Chris never mentioned it!" he exclaimed.
"He doesn't know yet, feel free to tell him. Mam and dad figured if Chris was bringing someone, we all could," Blane explained. "So I've got Levi, Ash is bringing her new boyfriend and Finn's probably bringing his girlfriend!"
"Finn has a girlfriend?" Danny asked, blushing slightly. He knew the second oldest Smith brother was straight, but he also knew he had been notoriously unlucky in love.
"Apparently, but you know what it's like getting details out of him!" Blane shrugged, then gave a coy smile as he said, "He's trying to hide it, but I think he's almost as excited to see you as the twins are!"
Danny's blushes intensified. His time with Finn had been relatively brief, but they had bonded quickly and strongly, something that seemed to be a bit of a pattern with Danny and the Smith family.
"I'll take that as meaning you're excited to see him again too!" Blane sniggered. "I'll tell him you send hugs and big sloppy kisses!"
"Great, thanks for that!" Danny said dryly. "Anyway, gotta go, I'm hungry and you're not edible!" he said chuckling as he turned away. He stopped and looked back as he said, "Though I'm still willing to put bits of you in my mouth!" As Blane frowned back at him, he blushed even more heavily and said, "Yeah, that was meant to be flirty. Didn't work, did it?"
"Really not!" Blane laughed. "Catch ya later, buddy!"
"Yes! I win!" Jazz declared triumphantly.
"I... didn't even know we were competing," Rob said, shaking his head as he skimmed another stone across the surface of Kingswood Lake.
"We weren't, but I still win!" Jazz grinned. "Or should we check with our independent adjudicator?" he asked as he looked back to Luke who was sitting a short way behind them, further up the bank.
"Huh?" Luke asked, shaken from his thoughts as he realised his boyfriends were staring at him.
"I'm taking that as him agreeing with me!" Jazz smirked.
"Shut up, loser," Rob said, reaching to the side to grab Jazz in a headlock.
"Geddoff!" Jazz complained as he struggled to get free. "I could totally get out of this but I wouldn't wanna hurt you!"
Luke winced a little at Jazz's comment. Ten days earlier, Luke had found out that the reason Rob had been so distant for some time was because of their recent foray into the world of anal sex. What Luke had believed to be a fun and exciting experience had actually ended up being painful and traumatic for Rob, who had proceeded to keep the issue to himself (as he tended to do with most problems).
Thanks to the intervention of Danny, as well as Rob's mentor Sam, Rob had finally been able to talk about it, which led to reconciliation with Luke. One of the many things they had talked about when dealing with the issue was Jazz and whether he needed to know about it all. Figuring that not telling Jazz was just another way of repeating Rob's past mistakes, they had decided to tell him... eventually, but only after Rob and Luke had a little more time to rebuild their relationship.
Rob released his grip on Jazz as he saw the look on Luke's face, shooting him a sympathetic smile.
"Well that was easy," Jazz said, shrugging as he got free. He gave Rob a playful grin and said, "If you want cuddles that badly, you only have to ask, you know! I get you've got lost time to make up for, but still... I'm happy to backdate my cuddles!"
Rob chuckled at the comment, despite the unintentional reminder of the time he had spent avoiding Jazz and Luke as he battled his feelings. "Come on then, let's catch up!" he said as he grabbed Jazz, shoved him roughly towards Luke and then piled on top of them both.
"Oh no," Luke groaned with a smirk as the boys lidy atop him. "I'm pinned beneath two sexy rugby players. How awful!"
"Hey, I'm more than just a rugby player," Jazz joked. "I'm also a top ten tennis player, award-winning musician and a level eight Warlock!"
"Level nine!" Rob corrected him. "Sonny said we levelled up after our session last night!"
"Oh yeah! Ha, level nine warlock, bitches!" Jazz declared excitedly, still pinned between Rob and Luke.
"Are you though? I thought you were considering multi-classing!" Rob asked thoughtfully.
"Wow, both rugby players and both nerds!" Luke sniggered.
"WE'RE nerds?" Jazz scoffed. "Remember I've seen your Yu-Gi-Oh card collection!"
Rob and Luke both gasped playfully at the insult of their shared interest.
Jazz laughed and said, "It wasn't an insult. I think it's sexy!" He playfully grabbed at Luke's side, knowing how ticklish he was. It was met with immediate squawks of laughter and complaining.
Jazz rolled off Luke, toppling Rob to the side before he and Luke rolled on top of the other boy.
"Oof," Rob grunted, now at the bottom of the pile.
"Hey, get off!" Luke suddenly yelped, yanking Jazz away hard as he climbed off too and stared down at Rob. "Are you okay?" he asked nervously.
"Yeah," Rob replied. He wanted to laugh at the over-reaction, especially as Jazz was looking at them both quizzically, but this was not the first time it had happened.
Repeatedly over the past week-and-a-half Luke had completely freaked out at even the slightest risk of harm to Rob. The two times they had gotten together with Jazz to do anything of a sexual nature, he had asked, "Are you okay?" or "Is this alright?" so many times it had completely killed the mood as well as leaving Jazz increasingly confused.
"Hey," Rob said, kneeling up to give Jazz a quick peck on the lips. "Any chance you could just give us a minute?"
Jazz pouted slightly, looking back and forth between his two boyfriends for a moment before he replied, "Sure!" and jumped to his feet to wander further along the lakeside.
"Would you like me to go get some bubble wrap so you can literally protect me from everything?" Rob asked slightly flippantly.
"Sorry," Luke said awkwardly, pulling his knees up to his chest as he wrapped his arms around them, avoiding eye contact.
"You really don't need to do this!" Rob insisted as he knelt at Luke's side, reaching up to run his fingers through the older boy's mop of black curls.
Luke let his eyes close for a moment as he enjoyed the gentle touch, then pulled away shaking his head. "I'm sorry, I just... I can't stop thinking about it. How I... I could... misread things THAT much. How I could... hurt you!" He sniffled slightly, holding back from actually crying, though only just.
"It's okay, I get it, but... it's not all on you. I didn't speak up when I should. I didn't talk to you when I had the chance!" Rob insisted.
"No!" Luke snapped. "You don't have to apologise for anything. God, this is so stupid. I'm the one who hurt YOU, but you're the one who's constantly having to make ME feel better about it. Am I... ah crap, what's that word..." He frowned, thinking for a second. "That's it. Gaslighting! Is that... what I'm doing to you here? Wait, is me suggesting I'm gaslighting you actually some kind of... of awful reverse psychology way of ACTUALLY gaslighting you?"
"I... I don't really know what that is," Rob admitted, "But... Luke... babe, you...you need to move past this because the more you dwell on it, the more it makes ME think about it and I REALLY want to put this behind me... well, behind US!"
"I know. Me too. It's just... it's hard!" Luke admitted.
"It is," Rob agreed with a sullen nod, "But... we can do it!" He paused to smirk as he added, "And not just to prove to Danny he's not the only one who can have a successful long-term relationship!"
Luke laughed, shaking his head. "Well, we can't have you losing to Danny," he said playfully.
"Hey, I've got a plan," Rob said assertively. "We're gonna grab Jazz, we're gonna go find a room somewhere and we're gonna get naked. We're gonna cum, maybe just, like... wanking or a bit of sucking and NOT ONCE will you ask if I'm okay or if I'm happy to continue. We're just gonna have fun and we're all gonna enjoy it, okay?"
"That... sounds like a really good plan!" Luke said, taking a deep breath as he nodded. "I really do love you, ya know!"
"I know," Rob smiled. "I love you too!" The two remained locked in eye contact for several moments before Rob shouted, "JAZZ, COME ON, WE'RE GOING!"
As Jazz jogged back to them, he seemed happy to see the other two looking a little more relaxed and asked, "Where we going?"
"Somewhere we can get naked!" Rob replied happily.
The four members of Stage Fright were sat gathered around Chris' laptop, poring over the still-extensive list of song choices they had made while trying to pick their entry for the end-of-year music contest. So far in today's rehearsal they had not even touched their instruments, they had remained stuck on conversation about what song to go with.
"Look, I get you love your retro music or whatever, but if we wanna win over the crowd, we need something they've actually heard of!" Nicky argued.
"The human ear can only handle so much Ed Sheeran in one day, you know," Chris argued back petulantly.
"Not all modern music is Ed Sheeran, you know!" Nicky scowled.
"Oh sorry, maybe we should get up and sing about wet ass pussy instead!" Chris snapped.
"Eww!" Mikey grunted.
"Yeah, I'm out of this conversation!" Mark said, backing away to leave Nicky and Chris arguing. As he casually strolled across the music room with Mikey he asked, "No fan club tonight?"
Mikey shook his head. "Josh is at water polo and Harley's doing... I dunno, some bullshit with his dorm for Adrian cos of his stupid break-up!"
"It's the supportiveness that I find so charming at Kingswood," Mark sniggered.
Mikey rolled his eyes. "Yeah, they're really making WAY too big a thing of it. Break-ups aren't even that hard!" he scoffed.
"Sure," Mark said cautiously. "I mean... you seemed pretty messed up at the start of the year over your break-up!"
"That's different!" Mikey scowled. "I was pissed about a lot of stuff. The break-up was just a little bit and I got over it. That's what they need to do too!"
"Not everyone can `just get over' a tough break-up!" Mark replied back a little angrily.
"Oh, sorry," Mikey said, remembering Mark's issues with his own ex. "Considering I don't even get what you liked about him in the first place, I really don't get why you're so hung up on that cunt! Sure he's hot, but... seriously... total cunt!"
"He wasn't always," Mark said, feeling a little dirty at defending Gregory. "When we first got together, he was... he was so sweet and so kind but... then he got scared of being discovered and getting outed and that just... changed him! Besides, I'm not hung up on him, I've kinda moved on, remember!" He pointed to Chris who was gesturing wildly to Nicky as their argument continued.
"Oh yeah, enjoy my sloppy seconds!" Mikey sniggered.
"Huh," Mark said, chuckling a little as he shook his head. "I... really can't picture you and him together!"
"Me neither. It's why I dumped him!" Mikey explained. "I never wanted to date just Chris, I wanted him AND Nicky, so once Nicky was out of the whole thing, so was I. Chris was a great third, but I couldn't date JUST him!"
"Why not?" Mark asked curiously.
Mikey frowned for a moment and said, "Basic maths!"
"You value maths skills that highly?" Mark sniggered.
Mikey rolled his eyes and stared back expressionless for a moment as Mark laughed at his own comment. "No, it's... about holding the majority of his attention!" he started, leaving Mark looking even more confused. "You date Chris, you're never gonna have his whole heart cos of Danny!"
Mark recoiled slightly at the subject coming up again.
"If it's just you and Chris, then half his heart is with you and half is with Danny. A fifty/fifty split feels kinda risky for where his loyalty's gonna lie. But when it was me, Chris AND Nicky, well that's thirds, isn't it. So a third of his heart belongs to Danny, a third to me and a third to Nicky. Add `em together and two-thirds of his heart belongs to the relationship. You have the majority and you know he's committed," Mikey explained. "Or whatever," he added with a shrug. "That's how... my friend explained it to me!" He suddenly looked a little awkward.
"So you think me being with Chris is a mistake?" Mark asked nervously.
"Oy, don't put words in my mouth," Mikey said firmly. "I never said that, and I never would. It's none of my fucking business. I just told you how it was with me. What you do with that is YOUR concern, not mine!" he explained frankly.
"Sorry, yeah, thanks," Mark said a little timidly. He let out a gentle sigh as he looked over at the other two again.
"Ugh, this is bullshit. Let's go play. If those two wanna join, great, but if not, fuck `em! I wanna drum!" Mikey said as he headed for the stage.
"Yeah, good idea," Mark said as he followed, though his gaze still lingered on his new boyfriend.
The arguing was suddenly cut short as Chris' phone rang. "Hi," Chris said as he answered. "Erm, yeah," he said in response to an unheard question. "What? Now?" he enquired. "Yeah, okay, I'm on my way!" With that he hung up the phone.
"You didn't just fake a call to get out of this conversation, did you?" Nicky asked with a playful grin.
"No, but I'll have to try that next time," Chris sniggered. Despite their squabbling, the two very clearly hadn'lt fallen out. "That was Adam Gordon, from year thirteen! He's asked me to come to the Underground right away," Chris explained, then pouted as he said, "Probably just means another shitty punishment cos of this!" He held up his hand, showing off the black band around his wrist. "Sorry guys, I'll have to catch up with you later!" he apologised before rushing for the door. "Don't make any decisions without me!" he called out as he left.
Danny laid curled up on his bunk, covers pulled right up to his neck for comfort more than heat. Staring over at the windows, he was watching clouds float across the sky. He started off picking ones out that looked like other things, but soon enough even that interest faded and now the clouds just looked like clouds!
He had avoided going to water polo because of Josh, Kyle and the inevitable series of comments and insults that seemed to fly his way lately. Chris had invited him to watch their band rehearsal but seeing Chris and Mark making beautiful music together (both literally and figuratively) was not likely to improve his mood. Ultimately, his bed had been the only thing that actually appealed to him.
He laid there willing the minutes to tick by more slowly. While he was able to avoid one of his extracurriculars, he was due at football practice at 7.30 and, being the captain he really couldn't miss it. The team should have still been on a high following their recent tournament victory, but the very public break-up of Adrian and Kyle had really fractured the team. Throw on top of that the constant disdain from Josh, the reminder of Chris' new relationship from seeing Mark and the (once again) inevitable jokes and insults at his expense, it added up to a thoroughly undesirable evening ahead.
"Ah, there you are!" a voice suddenly called from the doorway to the dorm.
Danny rolled over and saw Brian approaching. Seeing his boyfriend would have cheered him up anyway, but the fact he was alone really helped brighten Danny's evening. For several weeks now, it had seemed like Joseph and Brian were joined at the hip (again both literally and figuratively) so getting time with JUST Brian was a rare treat. "What you doing here?" he asked curiously.
"Was just gonna ask you the same thing!" Brian replied, frowning a little as Danny lifted the covers for him to climb into the bed. He slipped his arms around the younger teen, gave him a long, slow kiss on the lips then nuzzled his face into his neck. "I went to the pool and you weren't there... obviously!"
"Why were you looking for me?" Danny asked, sneakily attempting to evade questions about his absence.
"You've SEEN the water polo uniform, right?" Brian asked with a wry grin. As Danny chuckled and nodded, Brian went on, "We were having a planning session for Kinkswood and it ended early, so I figured I'd come spend some time with my man!"
"No complaints here," Danny said as he nuzzled against Brian. "Ugh, I love your chest," he said as his hand stroked over the ample pecs. "So how's the planning going?" he asked, still keen to avoid questions.
"Pretty good, we're actually ahead of schedule, it's why we finished early," Brian explained.
As was tradition, the school's annual kink festival `Kinkswood' was organised primarily by Year 12 students, assisted by the Year 10s. It left the Year 13s and 11s free to focus on their respective exams, while the Year 10 involvement was seen as a way of preparing them for taking a leading role when they reached Year 12. Brian and his classmates were in charge of the event this year.
"We'll have some stuff to do when we get back from half-term," Brian went on, "But until then, we've done everything we can!"
"Cool. You finally gonna tell me what you've got planned?" Danny asked hopefully. This would be his third Kinkswood festival and he loved it every year. The event was a mix of mandatory panels, optional panels, training sessions, demonstrations and games. While the faculty stayed out of it, they provided the subjects they wanted covered in the mandatory panels, but that was as far as their involvement went. The rest of it was entirely controlled by the Year 12s and was usually a wonderfully exciting way for the students to learn about and explore new kinks and sexual interests. More importantly for Danny, it was the one time of the year his over-active sex life drew no ire from his peers, as it was two days devoted shamelessly to sex!
"No spoilers!" Brian said with a grin. "Not even for you!"
"Aww, you're no fun," Danny complained as he let his hand continue to roam Brian's body.
"Unless you're gonna finish what you're starting, you should probably stop that!" Brian moaned as he felt the boy's wandering hand. He turned slightly to the side to let his erection press against Danny, only to feel a similar firmness in return.
"Happy to finish it!" Danny growled as he climbed on top of Brian, looked down for a moment then leaned in to start kissing him. He moaned gently into his boyfriend's mouth as he felt a strong hand slip beneath his t-shirt and round the small of his back.
"Wow, two guys in one day," Brian said with a grin as Danny sat up. "It's like I'm you!"
Danny felt a knot in his stomach. Even without the throb of Brian's cock beneath him and the hungry grin spread across his face, Danny knew his boyfriend loved everything about his promiscuousness, yet the words still stung a little. "Hnnh, yeah," Danny chuckled, slightly forced. "Joseph, I'm guessing," he said, hating himself for the pang of jealousy he felt at the mention of the name.
"Yeah," Brian grinned as he continued letting his hands roam up and down Danny's body, slowly bunching the t-shirt up around his chest. "Woke up horny, so I decided to slap him in the face with my dick to piss him off and... well... one thing led to another!"
"Hmm, hot," Danny said, continuing to force the smile. "You two are, um, doing a lot more lately, aren't you?"
Brian nodded before pulling Danny's t-shirt off completely, letting out a low growl as he beheld the boy's exposed torso. "I think he still gets bummed that things didn't work out with Ian!" Brian explained.
"Still?" Danny asked, feeling a little insensitive.
Brian shrugged as he sat up a little to pull his own t-shirt off, mewing contentedly as Danny's hands immediately found their way to his chest. "Yeah, he says stuff sometimes, y'know, about it sucking when you can't be with the one you love!"
Danny almost threw up as he heard the comment. As much as he knew his mentor had been into Ian, he had admitted some time after they broke up that he had only ever been truly in love twice – with Danny himself when they met... and with Brian!
"You okay?" Brian asked, frowning at Danny's expression.
"Yeah," Danny said, forcing the smile back. He trusted Joseph. Cryptic comments were maybe just his way of handling the feelings. It wasn't like he was openly declaring his love to Brian in an attempt to steal him. Complicated as things were, Danny knew his mentor would never take things that far... though the fear was still there. "Enough talk, one of us is getting fucked and right now I don't mind who!" he said, knowing that fucking always made him feel better, at least for a little while.
"Oh, now there's a thought. It's been a while," Brian said, eyes flashing with desire. "Fuck me, big boy!" he said playfully.
Danny chuckled, both at the request and the playful nickname. It never mattered how difficult things got, or how confusing, or whether they were fighting, that always cheered him up. Refusing to use Danny's name had been the annoying and frustrating basis of their relationship, and was always a fun reminder of those times. Danny eagerly jumped up, but momentarily forgot he was on a bunk bed, smacked his head and dropped back down, rubbing it.
"Aww, you cute little idiot!" Brian said, sitting up to grab Danny and kiss the spot he had just hit. "Are you okay?"
Danny took the chance to grab Brian in a hug, nuzzled his face into his neck and mumbled, "I love you!"
"Love you too, sunshine!" Brian whispered back, kissing Danny's neck before giving his head a final rub.
Danny climbed off the bed this time, quickly removing his sweatpants, having not bothered with underwear when he slipped them on. Grabbing some lube from beside his bed, he was already slicked up and ready to go before Brian even finished undressing. With remnants of lube on his fingers, he reached between his boyfriend's legs and fingered him, starting with a single finger before quickly moving to two. Knowing he was not used to bottoming, Danny was keen to loosen him up before they started, so he cautiously slipped in a third, taking it slowly as he heard a grunt of pleasured pain from the older teen.
"You know how you save your kisses for me," Brian moaned dreamily. As he got a nod from Danny, he went on, "That's what my butt is for you. Nobody fucks me but you!"
"How romantic," Danny said with a smirk. "But thanks! You ready?"
"Fuuuck yes," Brian groaned happily. He raised his hands up to place them behind his head.
Danny paused as he lined his dick up with the slicked sphincter. Seeing the arms raise, his eyes were drawn to Brian's armpits and the tufts of dark hair sprouting from them. He reached forward to run his fingers through them, feeling the slight dampness before his hands continued down, feeling the few hairs dotted around Brian's nipples and in the centre of his chest before finding their way to the dark trail that ran from his stomach down into his neatly-trimmed bush. "God, you're so hot," he said, almost in disbelief over the sheer beauty of the young man he loved.
Brian just smiled, appreciating the compliment, knowing it wasn't given with any kind of ego or expectation of reciprocation. He just took Danny's hand and held it as he felt the boy push inside him. He let out a long, shuddery breath as the rigid tool slowly impaled him.
Lowering his arms, Brian grasped his legs, hooking an arm behind each knee as he pulled himself back, allowing Danny to let go. The thrusting teen raised his own arms in response, grasping at the underside of the bunk above, where he had just banged his head, gripping on tightly as he began to increase the speed of the fucking.
Brian eyed the boy as hungrily as he had just been examined himself. The blonde teen was flawlessly smooth, from the bare concave of his pits, down the burgeoning muscles of his torso and right down his strong thighs. His shins bore a light dusting of golden blonde hair that wasn't even visible from more than a metre away, while his pubes were short, slow to grow back from the last full shave, slightly darker than the rest of his hair, bearing an almost ginger hue in the right light. The expression over his achingly beautiful face was one of sheer contentment as he fucked his lover.
Danny kept up the pace for several minutes, the idea of cumming not even entering his mind as he just lost himself in the intimacy with Brian, who seemed equally engrossed. It was only after a brief glance at the time, which they realised was running low, that Danny allowed himself to start working towards orgasm. A brief increase of pace was all it took to trigger the downward spiral towards the inevitable release, though it was Brian's lips that pushed him over the edge as he leaned down to kiss the older student, their arms wrapping around each other as they reached the climax.
Though their kiss parted as Danny began to cum, their faces remained close, foreheads pressed together as he panted and heaved his way through the intensity of the release. Brian moaned along in time with Danny's pants, feeling the hefty spurts inside him.
Danny pulled out just as Brian released his legs, the two of them flopping heavily together, their bodies slightly clammy, chests still heaving.
"I'm so glad you skipped water polo," Brian said dreamily.
"Yeah, me too!" Danny said back happily, though his smile began to drop as he realised it would soon be time to leave the dorm.
"Excuse me, Mr Beecham. Mind if I steal Josh?" Mr Rudd had requested of his colleague as they stood beside the pool.
Josh was already halfway out before Mr Beecham agreed, though he tried not to look too happy about it. As far as the other students (and possibly teachers) knew, his meetings with Mr Rudd were still the result of being caught spying on the teacher and masturbating in the hallway, something he still received occasional teasing about.
"Hi daddy!" Josh said cheerfully the moment the door to Mr Rudd's office was closed.
"Evening, son," Mr Rudd replied with a smile that he was clearly holding back.
"Did I... do something wrong?" Josh asked a little nervously. Things with the hunky teacher had been a little precarious for a while, following a couple of incidents of misbehaviour or inappropriate advances that had resulted in the man threatening to end their meetings.
"Not at all. From what I hear you've been on your very best behaviour!" Mr Rudd said, sounding a little proud.
"Don't wanna let my daddy down!" Josh beamed.
"Glad to hear it," the teacher said as he propped himself on his desk, eyeing the speedo-clad boy up and down. "I knew you were over here for the evening and figured I'd take the opportunity to catch up with you!"
"Should I take this off, daddy?" Josh asked, grasping at the waistband of his speedo.
"Do you WANT to take it off?" Mr Rudd asked in response.
Josh nodded and immediately slipped the swimwear down and stepped out of it, folding it neatly to place on a chair to his side.
"Good lad," Mr Rudd said, nodding at the conscientious tidiness. "So, how are you doing with the anger issues we've talked about? I haven't heard about you being in any more fights, but you're a sly one, that might just mean you're getting better at hiding them, though I don't see any bruises!"
"Feel free to take a closer look!" Josh said, biting his lip as he gave a quick spin. He blushed a little as he saw the man raise his eyebrow disapprovingly. "But... no, daddy. I haven't been fighting!"
"So what have you been doing with your anger?" Mr Rudd asked gently.
A brief frown flashed over Josh's face as he considered Danny, who had absolutely been the ongoing target of his anger, though that was related to his `self-control lessons' with Mr Rudd rather than the ongoing anger over his ex-brothers. Focusing just on the pertinent issue, Josh smiled and said, "I haven't been getting angry as much, cos I've been spending more time with my friends which makes me feel a bit less angry, but when I do... I... tried what you said!"
"Actually talking to your friends?" the teacher enquired.
Josh nodded.
"And how did that go? Did they `take the piss' like you were scared they would?" Mr Rudd asked.
Josh shook his head and said, "No, they... just listened!"
Mr Rudd nodded, holding back a smile as he asked, "And that helped?"
Josh nodded emphatically. "It doesn't make the feelings go away but it makes it easier to not let them make me do stupid things!"
The smile finally cracked over Mr Rudd's face as he said delightedly, "Josh, I am SO proud of you. You just..." he paused, actually getting a bit choked up, "You really just make me feel very proud!"
"Thank you daddy," Josh said, blushing as he smiled.
"In fact I'd say you're making so much progress that it might finally be time to start considering bringing these sessions to an end!" Mr Rudd explained.
Josh stared, his mouth slowly dropping agape as he took it in. "Wh... what? Why? I've been good!" he whimpered.
"You have! You've been a really good boy, but Josh, I've made clear to you all along that no matter how... intimate these sessions may be, I remain JUST your teacher and my goal in working with you was to help you handle some of your issues, which we now seem to have achieved!" Mr Rudd stated.
"No, we... we haven't!" Josh argued. "I... I still get... angry! See!" he said as he kicked the chair to his side but immediately winced his bare foot struck it. "Stupid chair!" he scowled, no longer faking the anger as he hobbled slightly. "Oww," he whined.
The teacher huffed as he shook his head and grabbed Josh, carrying him the short distance to sit him on the sofa, then squatted down the examine the foot. Josh whined gently as the teacher checked him out, enjoying the man's touch.
"No serious injuries, I think you'll live!" Mr Rudd said, smiling up at Josh.
Josh's jaw was quivering and as he stared back at his favourite teacher, he sniffed and pleaded meekly, "Please don't leave me, daddy!"
"Josh, I'm not leaving you, I'm not going anywhere, I just... Josh, I don't want you to become dependant on me," Mr Rudd explained.
"I'm not!" Josh insisted, "I just can't live without you!"
Mr Rudd raised his eyebrows, smirking a little as he got up and sat down beside Josh. "You can and you will! But I'm not saying we'll never see each other. I'm still your teacher, Josh, I'll see you in classes and after-school activities!"
"Yeah, but it won't be like this!" Josh whined, leaning to the side to grip onto the man, nuzzling his face into the muscular chest.
"No, it won't and that's probably a good thing," Mr Rudd said, looking down at the boy. "I'm very much aware of how inappropriate the things are we've done in here together, and I'm sure you are too. It may have served a purpose and I would be lying if I said I hadn't enjoyed it, but... it's really not something we should continue doing!"
"Is this cos you've found someone better?" Josh demanded, scowling angrily. "I know Danny's more experienced than I am, but I'll get better at the sex stuff, I promise!"
"Woah, woah, woah," Mr Rudd said, pulling back. "Firstly, you're already perfectly good at the `sex stuff' as you put it, and secondly, I told you before, I see other students, but I don't do this stuff with any of them."
"Not even Danny? He sleeps with everyone!" Josh declared, surprised.
"Josh, my time with Danny is primarily spent in the gym or doing exercises to improve his form!" Mr Rudd exclaimed. "I've been helping him with his workout regime, not doing... the stuff we do!"
"So... but... I thought..." Josh stuttered. He had been so completely convinced Danny was using his sexual wiles to lure Mr Rudd away. He let out a sudden whimper as he thought about how he had been treating his dormmate.
"Josh, our time together has been incredible and I will never forget it, but... I definitely think it's best we end it!" Mr Rudd said firmly.
"Not even... one last time?" Josh asked, wide-eyed.
Mr Rudd sighed, then reached to the side to grab Josh and pull him onto his lap. He wrapped his arms tightly around the boy and began kissing gently at his neck and shoulder.
"Oh daddy!" Josh moaned, gripping tightly onto the arms around him.
One of the teacher's hands lowered, sliding down Josh's side, onto his lap and towards his crotch, where his meagre erection stood proudly. He took hold and started stroking slowly as he continued to nibble at the boy's neck.
Josh lost himself in the feeling of the hefty body beneath him, the strong arms around him, the lips caressing him. As good as it felt, he couldn't help the tears rolling down his cheeks at the thought of this being the last time, though he managed to hold back from openly sobbing.
"Ah, no, slow down," Josh gasped as he felt his orgasm build. "I don't want it to end!" he said, sniffling. He suddenly felt wetness on his shoulder, but as Mr Rudd's mouth moved to the spot and the hand on his dick sped up, he quickly forgot, gasping helplessly as he began to shoot over his own stomach and the teacher's hand.
They remained in place for several minutes, gripping tightly onto each other before Mr Rudd finally slid Josh off his lap and stood up. "You, um, you should probably get going. Football practice starts soon!" he said as he moved over to his desk, keeping his back to Josh.
"Okay," Josh said, sniffing once again as he wiped off the small streaks of spunk with his hand and grabbed his speedo. It felt unpleasantly cold and wet as he stepped back into it, though that felt strangely appropriate. "Erm, I guess... erm, goodbye... sir!" Josh said, making a deliberate show of giving up on calling him daddy.
As he stepped out into the hallway, he felt ready to burst into tears but there were a few other students around, going to or from evening activities and he didn't want to cry in front of anyone. As he turned to head down towards the locker room, he saw the main door open and Danny appeared.
Danny winced a little at the sight of Josh, though it was followed by slight confusion about his attire, as the pool had a direct entrance to the locker room so being so scantily-clad in the main hallway was rarely necessary. He headed for the locker room door, watching as Josh silently approached too and couldn't help but notice how distressed he looked. "Are you... okay?" he asked, nervous that he was about to be shouted at in return.
As Josh's answer came in the form of a spluttered noise and a headshake, Danny quickly grabbed Josh and pulled him into the storeroom nearby. Josh held out just long enough to get the door closed before he fell into absolute hysterics, sobbing helplessly as Danny held him.
"I'm sorry!" Josh managed between sobs. "I've... been... so... mean to you!"
"Hey, it's okay," Danny whispered. He felt a knot in his stomach. The only other time he had seen Josh quite so upset was... well, it was a day neither of them would ever forget. He didn't seem quite that bad now, but it was certainly felt close.
It took several minutes before Josh calmed enough to let go and he pulled back, rubbing his eyes with both hands.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Danny asked nervously.
"I... I can't..." Josh said quietly, shaking his head.
Danny wasn't sure whether to amused or annoyed that he now seemed to be in the exact same situation he had been with Rob recently. He immediately began to try and figure out if there was any possibility the issue could be the same, his stomach churning at the prospect.
"Can I... tell you about it later?" Josh requested.
Danny smiled. He was offering to share. This was definitely not like Rob then! "Sure," he said with a smile, stroking Josh's arm. "Come on, I've got a football team waiting to hate me!" he said self-deprecatingly.
"Yeah, well they'll have to go through me if they're got a problem with you!" Josh declared confidently.
And just like that, Josh was back on Danny's side. Literal weeks of disdain and contempt vanished in an instant. Bewildering as it was, Danny wasn't about to question it, so he just smiled back and led the way to the locker room.
Chris used to love the Underground. Even before he started illegally accessing The Milker to feed his edging and cum denial habits, he just loved visiting. The concept of an entire section of the school dedicated to sex without oversight of the teachers was just exciting, but then he had been `black banded', his punishment for the aforementioned illegal activity.
He had been put in chastity, banned from the underground and forced to endure multiple menial and demeaning punishments over the past couple of months. He had been banned from human contact entirely at first, until Danny had helped lessen the sentence for him. But still, it had not been a pleasant time. His visits to the underground now were usually for further punishments, which was what he expected he had been called down there for today.
As he reached the main atrium, he found Bobby, a Year 13 friend of the Student Head of Discipline, Adam Gordon. "Come with me," Bobby instructed as Chris arrived.
Chris followed silently, as he always did now. At first he had been somewhat inclined to resist or argue back, but having seen the trouble Danny had gone through to lessen his punishment, and knowing he might be victim of Adam's wrath if angered, Chris had fallen in line, obeying without question whatever he was instructed to do.
They entered one of the many large rooms in the Underground and Bobby immediately instructed, "Remove your clothes!"
Chris complied again, undressing quickly, dropping his clothes into a pile beside him. He stood naked, aside from the black bands on his wrists and the chastity device he had worn for months. Bobby squatted in front of him and began unlocking the device, removing it before stepping back.
"Okay, use the shower room over there to... clean up a bit," Bobby instructed, gesturing to the boy's crotch. "I'll be back in ten minutes. Touch down there ONLY to wash. Understood?"
"Yes," Chris replied flatly. It was a little strange to be out of the device and left unattended as Bobby departed. Since the punishment began, he had never been unlocked without being restrained and/or supervised. As he headed for the shower, his cock was already stiffening at the prospect of being touched.
Chris quickly showered, his hands roaming his body as he washed, making his arousal even more intense. As his hand lowered to his dick to wash it, he let out a shuddery moan. He hadn't so much as touched it for months and it felt amazing to feel his fingers wrapped around it. It even felt bigger than he remembered. As tempting as it was to play with himself, he followed the instruction again and held back, turning the shower off as he grabbed a towel to dry off before walking back into the main room to wait for Bobby's return.
It was only a minute later that the door opened. Bobby walked in, followed by Adam as well as four other Year 13s. Chris gulped slightly, both nervous and a little excited about why the six older students had called him there.
"Okay, Chris, do you know what today is?" Adam asked as they formed a circle around him.
"Erm... your birthday?" Chris guessed blankly. He gave a timid smile and said, "Happy birthday just in case!" It got a round of chuckles from the others.
Adam actually broke a smile as he said, "No, but thank you anyway. Today is three months since your punishment started!"
"Wow, barely feels like more than two-and-a-half," Chris said a little cheekily, but added a quick, "Sorry!" as he saw Adam glare.
"Because of this, we decided it was time to review your case," Adam explained. "I've spoken with the others," he said, gesturing around the room, "About how you've handled yourself during your punishments. I have to say, the reports have been excellent."
"Erm... thanks," Chris said, unsure whether he should start feeling hopeful quite yet.
"And Bobby insisted on one final check to see if you really are doing as you're told," Adam explained.
"Yeah, and you did good. No excess touching!" Bobby said, nodding towards Chris' crotch.
"So in light of all of this, and the amount of time you've served, we are considering concluding your punishment today!" Adam said with a gentle nod.
"What? Seriously?" Chris asked excitedly.
"Yes, you've been well behaved, you've followed all the rules and you do seem to have learned your lesson. So unless you can think of any reason not to, that's what we're thinking!" Adam explained.
Chris grinned happily, but quickly switched to a frown as he said, "I didn't!"
"Didn't what?" Adam asked curiously.
Chris sighed, hummed for a moment and said, "I didn't follow all the rules. I... erm, I... how did you put it... engaged in sexual activity!" The words hung heavily for a few moments. "Not often, but... more than I should have!"
The Year 13s exchanged glances, though Chris couldn't quite figure out whether they were annoyed or not. "And why are you telling us this?" Adam demanded.
"Because... if you're saying I deserve something cos I've been good, but I haven't been... I don't want to take something I don't deserve!" Chris sighed, knowing he was likely condemning himself to a couple more months of punishments.
"Yeah, we know," Adam nodded. "But... I'm impressed you'd confess so honestly! And your reasoning... well it just backs up what I said about you learning your lesson. This all started because you were using something you didn't deserve and, as far as we're concerned, rehabilitation is much more important than punishment."
Chris wanted to question how they knew, but he didn't want to throw any more potential spanners in the works, so he remained silent.
"I don't suppose you're willing to tell us who aided you in breaking then rules?" Adam asked.
"Not that we probably need you to," Bobby smirked.
As Chris shook his head, Adam went on, "Or tell us who rigged that ID card to give you access to the funds for The Milker?"
Chris shook his head again.
"Annoying... but loyal! I guess we can't fault that," Adam said with a shrug. "So for the reasons mentioned before, and forgiving your... slight slip-ups in light of your honesty in admitting them, you are officially a free man! Remove the bands!"
Chris almost yelled out in delight at the news, but remained silent as he held his hands out to have the black bands cut off. "Can I... keep them?" he asked quietly. "As a reminder!"
"Sure," Adam said with a shrug. "Now we're not around here for much longer, so we'd better not have any more issues with you before the end of the year. And the Year 12s have been fully warned to keep an eye on you next year!"
"I look forward to never seeing any of you ever again!" Chris said with a cheeky grin. He got laughs from the rest of the room as they began filing out.
"So who you gonna celebrate your freedom with?" Bobby asked, lingering as Chris began to re-dress.
"Oh!" Chris said, a little taken aback by the question. His first and immediate thought had been Danny, but as he considered it, he wondered if it should be Mark instead.
To say football practice had been tense was an understatement. Danny had almost hoped either Adrian or Kyle wouldn't turn up, but both had, as had their `supporters' and arguments had ensued. Thankfully Danny managed to liaise with Mr Cunningham and the other team captains to get the Year 9 team split up and the two camps kept as far from each other as possible.
With peace restored, Danny had been able to smuggle Josh away from the rest of the group under the guise of one-on-one training' before his over-emotional state became too noticeable to the others. Of course, as they walked off, some of the others had managed to throw a few funny' comments their way about what they were really doing, but Danny had just laughed them off to protect Josh from getting caught up in anything.
The two boys had wandered away from the football pitches, eventually stopping at one of the empty rugby fields with Josh sat leaning against a goalpost as Danny sat down in front of him.
Josh hadn't even hesitated to lay it all out as soon as they were alone. Starting back with the first meeting after Josh had been caught masturbating in the hallway and going right through to today's `break up'. Josh had managed to keep his composure surprisingly well throughout the story, though he was sniffling slightly by the time he explained what Mr Rudd had said barely an hour before. The only detail he left out was the nickname he had been allowed to use with the teacher.
"Wow," Danny exclaimed as he stretched his legs out beside Josh and leaned back on both hands. "That's... yeah, that's a lot!"
"And that's why I was pissed at you," Josh said sheepishly. "I thought... you were one of his other guys!"
Danny shook his head. "Nah, at first he lectured me about what he caught me doing on the camping trip and went on about self-control and all that, but as soon as he found out I use the gym a lot, he just started helping me out with that stuff!"
Josh nodded gently and said, "Yeah, that's what he told me too!"
"I thought you were just pissed at me about Adrian and Kyle, like everyone else!" Danny pouted a little.
Josh frowned and said, "But... that happened AFTER I started being pissed at you!"
Danny thought for a moment and shook his head as he explained, "Yeah, I never thought of that. It's been a long term already and I get confused easy!" he sniggered a little at the self-deprecation. He stared for a moment at Josh who was just staring distantly off at the Sports Complex. "So you really like him then?"
Josh shrugged, avoiding eye contact. "No, I mean, yeah obviously I do, but... I don't know... it's really confusing. It's not like I'm in love with him, ya know, I don't want him to be my boyfriend or anything like that. I just..." He paused, sniffling again, "He makes me feel better about... everything, really!"
Danny just let out a sympathetic sigh as he placed his hand on Josh's leg.
"Like... I know I've got Rob, and Mikey and..." Josh paused, looking nervously at Danny. As he got a smile and gentle nod in return, he continued, "...and you. Plus I've got Jack and Ellis and Jensen, but... he's... he's just..." He stopped, too embarrassed to say anymore.
"It's okay," Danny reassured him. "Go on," he urged softly.
"He's... like... my daddy!" Josh said, cheeks blazing crimson as he stared expectantly at Danny.
Danny just continued to nod as he stroked Josh's leg supportively. "Look, from what you've said... your time with him... actually kinda helped, right?"
Josh nodded.
"Being completely honest, I think he's been WAY out of line doing the stuff he's done with you," Danny explained, feeling a little hypocritical as he considered both the things he had done with Mr Trent and the things he planned to do with the teacher on their summer holiday together. "But if you've come out of this feeling better about your shitty childhood, then... at least feeling crappy now isn't for nothing!"
"I know," Josh said with a slight nod. "I still wanna be with him, and I think... maybe it could happen again, but..." He took a deep breath and sighed slowly. "Ugh, I don't know. It's all just... shit!"
Danny shrugged as he said, "Yeah, sometimes life really is!"
Josh let his head loll back, resting against the goalpost as he stared up into the sky. He could feel Danny's hand still touching him gently. He looked down at it, then stared Danny in the eye and asked, "Why are you always here to catch me when I fall?"
Danny gave a sweet smile then shrugged as he said, "I guess that's my thing. Nicky's got his diving, Chris has got his music and I've got... sticking my nose in other peoples' business when they need it the most!"
"Well everyone needs a hobby!" Josh chuckled. He smiled at the other boy for a few moments before he slowly descended into gentle crying as he whimpered, "I miss him already!"
"I know," Danny whispered back as he shuffled forward and pulled Josh to lean against him. "But you'll be okay, bud, I promise!"
"Are you okay? What did they do to you?" Mark demanded as he got back to the dorm, with Danny, Josh and Mikey close behind.
"Did ya get spanked?" Danny asked with a huge grin, having heard from the others that he had been `summoned'.
"I'm not sure he'd consider that a punishment," Mikey smirked. "Oh wait, that's more your thing!" He looked to Mark and said, "Did we ever tell you about the time he shot his load from getting spanked in front of us?"
"Piss off Mikey," Danny grumbled.
"Yeah, it came up," Mark nodded.
"Yeah, that's what HE said!" Mikey said, chuckling to himself.
"Anyway," Mark said, ignoring the banter, "What happened?"
Chris paused for a moment.
"Realising how embarrassing it was, Chris had to think quickly. He needed something to tell his six average-looking and one hot friend that wouldn't be too embarrassing!" Mikey said as he approached, narrating the situation, though for a change it seemed deliberate and for comedy value.
"Average-looking?" Nicky scoffed.
"Hey, to me that's a compliment!" David said meekly, immediately getting an arm thrown around him from Nicky.
"Oh my god, shut up!" Mark said a little frantically as he looked nervously at Chris. "Seriously, what happened?"
Chris stared back at Mark for a moment, then glanced over to the bed he shared with Danny and back again. "Nothing!" he lied. "Well, not nothing... it was a review, not another punishment!"
"What, like `black band, 1 star, not recommended', something like that?" Nicky sniggered.
"Not that kind of review," Chris frowned. He knew he was running a risk by lying, but after the times Danny had risked his own self to help Chris during his punishment, both on getting the sentence reduced and in breaking the rules to be with him sexually when he most needed it, he felt like he owed his `first shot' to his best friend. He felt bad for deceiving Mark, but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him. "Anyway, what's the gossip? How bad was football?"
"Oh it was fine. They made up and everyone was happy!" Mikey exclaimed.
"Wait, really?" Chris asked in surprise.
"Fuck no, it was a shit-show!" Mikey laughed.
Danny huffed and said, "Wow, I'm glad their misery is so entertaining to you!"
"Oh unclench, butt-munch. I'm just joking!" Mikey said, rolling his eyes.
"Yeah, well it's not funny!" Danny snapped.
"What's not funny?" Mr Trent suddenly asked from the doorway. "The fact it's five minutes to lights out and none of you are even starting to get to bed?" he asked, raising his eyebrows.
"We were just about to start, sir! Great timing as always!" Rob said cheerfully.
"Mmm-huh," Mr Trent hummed. "I'm watching the clock!" he threatened them.
"It's fine, we've got loads of time!" Chris said casually.
Mr Trent kept eye contact with the boy as he backed out of the room, then sniggered as soon as he reached the hallway at the sounds of frantic hurrying inside the dorm, three of the boys frantically rushing past him waving toothbrushes.
Four minutes and thirty seconds later, with mere seconds to spare, Chris jumped into bed beside Danny, the last of the dorm to climb into bed. "Told ya," he panted. "No problem!"
Mr Trent smirked as he flicked off the light and bid the boys a quick good night, shutting the door behind him.
"We've only got him for another seven weeks!" David suddenly said through the darkness, breaking the momentary silence. "Well, six if you don't count half-term!"
"Well there's a cheery thought," Rob said to try and lighten the mood as he felt the same sadness the rest of the dorm apparently felt.
Mr Trent was Master of the First Floor, and come July the boys would head home for the Summer, returning in September for Year 10, with new dorms up on the second floor. The man was many things to the boys – Drama teacher, authority figure, keeper of order, maybe even a friend – so the thought of leaving him behind was certainly not an easy or pleasant one.
Danny stared straight up for a moment, to Josh and Rob's bunks above them. Josh had already lost one father figure tonight, so David's comment was really poorly timed. He considered messaging Josh, or even climbing up to check on him, but he stopped as he heard a familiar sound. It was one he had heard much more often when it was Mikey and Nicky on the bunks above, but still one he heard occasionally for the other pair – one of them was shifting over the rails that divided to the two top bunks. He smiled slightly at the thought of the two best friends getting comfort in each other, they certainly needed it.
"Hey," Chris whispered, shuffling close to Danny. "Stay awake after everyone else so we can sneak out. I got a surprise for you!"
"Yeah?" Danny whispered back curiously.
Chris reached out to grab Danny's hand and pulled it over to place on his now-free cock. It had already been semi-hard but throbbed a little firmer as Danny's hand rested on it.
"Oh my god," Danny whispered as he felt it.
"I know, right!" Chris giggled back.
An hour later, with pre-bed wanks out of the way for those who wanted it, the boys had started drifting off one-by-one. Danny had nodded off briefly, but a jab to the ribs from Chris startled him back to consciousness, a gesture he got to return several minutes later when Chris fell asleep. Throughout the time they laid there together, hands kept roaming, keeping both boys firmly aroused as they waited for the opportunity to have some fun.
When the time finally came for them to sneak out, both boys were sporting substantial tents in their underwear.
"Wait," Chris said quietly, grabbing Danny's wrist as they got out of the dorm. He reached down and slipped off his underwear, letting out a slight grunt of delight as his erection sprang free. He hung them on the door handle as he felt Danny looking him up and down. "Your turn," he said giddily.
"Well... if I have to!" Danny said playfully, though there was just a hint of reluctance. Getting caught running around naked didn't really bother him directly. After all, who hadn't seen it all by now? It was just the nauseating thought of the teasing and comments that would come with it, more bullets in an already fully-loaded gun of torment that always seemed aimed his way. The thought of playing with Chris easily pushed him on through the hesitation though and moments later his own underwear was hung with Chris' as they hurried along down the corridor, muting their smirks as their erections bobbed about ahead of them. "Where are we going?" he asked quietly as they reached the main hallway.
"No idea," Chris shrugged as they padded along past the shower room. He looked briefly at the door, considering the Underground they could access through the hidden entrance inside, but that was too easy. As he turned the other way, he spotted the huge double doors of the main entrance, grinned and asked, "How cold d'ya reckon it is outside?"
"Only one way to find out!" Danny said as he grabbed Chris' hand and started towards the stairs. They padded down it quietly, bare feet slapping on the cold stone of the staircase and across the atrium to the doors. As Danny pushed it open and they both felt a blast of cool air, they shuddered in unison, making them both giggle. "You're gonna have to keep me warm!" Danny said, giving Chris' hand a gentle squeeze. He heard a slight whimper and looked back.
Chris looked a little dismayed at the comment. "Sorry," he quickly apologised. "Just... flashback moment!" As badly as Danny had been hurt in the fall back in the accident the previous year, it had been the cold that nearly finished both boys off before they were rescued.
Danny pulled Chris' hand to yank him into a hug and they wrapped around each other. They felt the warmth of each other's body and let out a content, synchronised sigh. "We'll keep each other warm," he whispered, then pulled back. Still holding his best friend tightly, they were stood with their faces almost touching.
A lifetime passed in a matter of seconds as they stared into each other. What had been, what was to come... what could have been, it all flashed by in an instant.
"Come on," Danny finally said, pulling away. "I wanna make you cum!"
"You say the sweetest things," Chris smirked as they stepped out into the cool night. "Hey, you remember?" he asked, nodding to the steps in front of them.
Danny instantly knew what Chris meant. One night, the two of them along with Nicky and Mikey had snuck out and played together right there on the steps, all eventually shooting their loads over them. For days after, the stains were visible, and for several weeks there were still slight hints whenever the ground was wet with rain, much to their collective amusement. He giggled at the memory, then shuddered slightly and said, "We maybe shouldn't go too far. You wanna make some new stains?"
"Once again... all the sweetest things!" Chris chuckled.
"I just have a way with words," Danny joked. He stared at Chris for another drawn out moment before letting his hand gently reach out to grasp at his still painfully-hard erection and asked softly, "So what d'you wanna do? Wanna try and fuck the cum out of me like I did to you?"
"No," Chris replied. He frowned a little and said, "Well, yes actually, that... that sounds amazing!" He paused to giggle shyly. "But... not right now. I kinda... umm... would you think it's lame if we just jerked each other off?"
"Mate, if I hadn't wanked for three months I reckon that's exactly what I'd want too!" Danny said happily.
"Great!" Chris said happily, pulling away slightly as he sat down on the top step. "FUCK!" he yelped more loudly than he intended, immediately covering his mouth as Danny sniggered.
"Bit cold, is it?" Danny asked, looking round a little nervously.
"Just a bit," Chris replied, starting to get up.
"Wait, don't!" Danny stopped him. He moved behind Chris and sat down, putting a leg either side of him, his chest leaning against his friend's back as his arms wrapped around him. "Better?" he asked, delivering a quick, gentle kiss to his neck.
"Yeah," Chris moaned dreamily. "So warm!" he said contentedly. He let out another groan of sheer pleasure as Danny's hand slid down his stomach to grab at the straining erection, not even slightly shrunken by the cold. "I... can't do you!" he said, pushing his butt back slightly against the firmness of Danny's boner pressing against the top of his butt.
"That's okay, this is all about you!" Danny said, before peppering Chris' shoulder with delicate kisses. As he started to stroke, he let his other hand randomly stroke up and down Chris' torso, partly for warmth and partly for the sheer pleasure of the intimate contact.
Chris let his head loll back, resting onto Danny's shoulder as his best friend's lips worked their magic on his neck for a few moments before moving to nibble playfully on his ear.
"You feel bigger!" Danny whispered as he sat jerking the other boy off.
Chris tipped his head forward and looked down as Danny stopped, cupping the erection in his palm. "Hnnh, I think it looks bigger too! Still not as big as you though!"
"Shh, doesn't matter," Danny insisted as he continued wanking. "All that matters is you... and me... and making you cum!"
Chris let out a sigh at the comment, leaning his head back against Danny's again. He sat letting Danny play with him, revelling in the risk as he looked out over the dark school grounds. "Ugh, I'd thought I'd shoot right away," he said in slight disbelief.
"Well I said I'd make you cum. I never said I'd do it quickly!" Danny chuckled. He received a happy snigger in return. As he sat jerking off the other teen, a thought crossed his mind that blurted out before he really had time to consider it. "Why aren't you doing this with Mark?" he asked, wincing a little with regret as he finished saying it.
Chris sighed heartily, then asked, "Is this really the time for that?"
"I guess not!" Danny replied, almost glad to have been shut down, though he did feel a strangely pleasant warmth in his gut at the realisation Chris had chosen him to be with first.
"Danny, I'm getting close," Chris sighed, his hand gripping tightly onto the one roaming his body.
"Yeah, good," Danny said happily. "Let's see how far it goes. Shoot it for me, baby. Let it fly!"
"Oh ffffffuck," Chris grunted as he finally teetered over the brink and crossed the point of no return. The first spurt shot so far it cleared the steps entirely, the rest following urgently and heavily, gradually leaving long streaks of white over each of the steps before them until all that was left was the last few dribbles oozing out over Danny's slowing hand, dripping down between Chris' feet. "Oh my god," he panted as he began to come down from the intensity of it.
"You enjoy that?" Danny asked, giving his shoulder another quick kiss before he jumped to his feet.
Chris flopped back, shuddering slightly as the top of his back touched the cool bit of ground behind where Danny had been sat. He grinned as he stared up at his naked friend, the erection still pointing out ahead of him as he said, "Fuck yes. Now I want you to cum on me!"
"Like this?" Danny asked as he stared down at Chris. He got an eager nod in return and happily took hold of his own straining prick. Unsure whether it was a good thing or bad, he already felt dangerously close to release, but considering he was naked outdoors in a risky place, seeing a naked Chris waiting for his spunk and a hefty load of jizz streaked across the front steps, his excitement was understandable. Stroking quickly he began to pant and moan. "This... won't... it won't take long!" he gasped.
"Good!" Chris chuckled, shivering a little.
"Ah shit, man!" Danny groaned as he wanked his way to a rapid release. He aimed his cock downwards and the first spurt splashed heavily onto Chris' chest before Danny aimed a little further back and started to get his friend right in the face, aiming for the mouth that eagerly opened. "Bullseye!" he cheered as he managed to get one of his last full spurts right into the gaping maw without even touching the lips.
Chris quickly jumped up and turned, sucking the last few droplets of spunk off and sniggering to himself as Danny winced at the sensitiveness. With the dick licked clean, he jumped to his feet.
"Don't!" Danny immediately warned, but it was too late. Chris grabbed him in another hug and the cum squelched between them.
"Ya dirty bastard!" Danny chuckled, but as they parted he reached down to scoop the remnants of his own load from his chest and licked his finger clean. "Come on, let's get to bed before we freeze!" he said as he nodded back towards the door.
It was almost with a slight sense of disappointment that they made it back to the dorm unseen, finding their underwear still hanging on the door handle. Chris pulled his on, but Danny remained naked, using the discarded clothing to wipe the final dampness from his chest as they crept back inside.
Danny headed for their bunk, but felt a slight pang of guilt as he glanced to his side, then reached out to shove Chris towards Mark's bunk. As Chris gave him a questioning glance, Danny nodded and gave a smile that was visible even in the low light.
Chris reached out and gave Danny's hand a quick squeeze of thanks before moving over to get into bed with Mark. He felt the other boy shift over before slipping his arms around him.
"Hey," Mark whispered.
"Sorry, didn't mean to wake you," Chris replied.
"S'okay, I was awake," Mark replied. "Did you... have fun with Danny?"
Chris felt a little awkward but replied, "Yeah, I did, we just... erm... went for a..."
"Stop!" Mark replied, forceful even in a whisper. "I know what you were doing," he paused to let out a gentle sigh and said, "And it's okay. Just don't lie. I know you got unlocked!" As if to emphasise the point, he reached down to grope at Chris' unrestrained dick within his boxers.
Chris felt awful as he asked, "How did you..."
"Your bands. I saw they were gone earlier!" Mark replied.
"I'm sorry I lied," Chris said sheepishly.
"Yeah, don't do that again please," Mark replied.
"I won't. I promise!" Chris insisted.
"Good!" Mark said back before nuzzling against Chris. "G'night!"
"Night!" Chris replied, actually feeling worse for having been forgiven. On the bright side, it was nearly half-term, which he was spending at home and Mark was joining him. Plenty of time to make up for it!
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