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The Kingswood Effect
Chapter 39
Monday 6 June 2022
"I'm claiming you!"
Those three little words had changed Danny's life more than any other sentence he had heard either before or since. "You're going to boarding school!" had felt life-ending when his parents told him. "We don't know if he'll ever walk again!" had been truly painful when he heard the doctor tell his parents. "The only way is to end it all!" had been the most terrifying sentence coming from a friend standing on a ledge. Yet despite all that, "I'm claiming you!" uttered by Chris on their first night at the school, had impacted his life more than anything else.
Since he heard those words, he had rarely spent a night in bed alone outside of school breaks and that one time they fell out, so the previous night had felt... strange. Danny had returned from half-term only to discover that Chris, as well as Mark who had spent the break with his new boyfriend, had not yet returned, their flight from Ireland having been delayed by technical difficulties. It had meant going to bed alone.
Three years of sharing a bed had resulted in an uncanny ability to grab, or be grabbed, and cuddle up without actually waking up fully. As he reached out in his mostly-unconscious state, he felt the body beside him and began to nestle against it before his eyes shot open, remembering nobody was meant to be there.
"You're back!" Danny said with sheer delight as he saw Chris laying beside him.
"Whu..." Chris groaned, having managed to stay asleep during the attempted cuddle.
Danny stared at his friend in the low morning light. Though the room was dim, the emerald green of Chris' eyes seemed to almost glow as he opened them, a broad grin spreading across his face as consciousness returned.
"Hi," Chris said, staring back into the deep blue of Danny's joyful eyes.
"When did you get back?" Danny asked, eagerly but in a low tone to avoid disturbing the rest of the dorm.
"Like... one AM," Chris replied, then let out a yawn as he stretched a little. "What time is it?" he asked sleepily.
"Sorry, it's still early," Danny replied apologetically having not really considered the time in his excitement. "I shouldn't have woken you!"
Though Chris' eyes were heavy, his smile was sincere as he leaned in to nestle against Danny and replied, "No, I'm glad you did!"
Danny chuckled, holding Chris back. "I never heard you come in. You shoulda woke me up!"
"Nah," Chris said dreamily. "If you'd ever seen yourself sleep you'd know you're too cute to disturb!"
Danny giggled and replied, "Thanks. Wish I could return the compliment, but you are an UGLY sleeper!"
"Oh, I know," Chris chuckled, wiping remnants of drool from his chin for added effect. "You have a good half-term?"
"Yeah, was nice. Did stuff with my parents and Beth, hung out with Adrian a couple of times," Danny explained. "You?"
Chris let out a low groan, shaking his head.
"What happened?" Danny asked, running his fingers through Chris' hair sympathetically.
Chris sighed as he rolled away, lying on his back as he let one hand rest above his head. He smiled slightly as he saw Danny eyeing his naked torso hungrily, especially the tiny tuft of hair in his pit that had recently sprouted, though the smile dropped as he considered the question again. "Blane and my parents argued LOADS over the same old shit again, Clare was acting like a total brat, I met Finn's girlfriend and she's a total bitch and it was making Finn moody as fuck, so I barely saw him, and..." He paused, lifting his head to glance over at the bunks opposite where Mark was still sound asleep. He let out another sigh.
"Did you... fall out?" Danny asked nervously. He was still suffering from the aftermath of Adrian and Kyle's break-up. The last thing he needed was another messy break-up right in his own dorm, though he did feel a strange twinge in his gut at the prospect of it.
"No," Chris said, shaking his head. "It's the twins," he added, shaking his head.
Danny smiled at the mention of the boys. Aidan and Cian were Chris' eight-year-old identical twin brothers . Danny had met them through video calls early in Year 7, but didn't get to meet them in person until he spent the Easter break with the Smith family in Year 8. The boys were quite a handful. Lively, energetic, excitable, affectionate, mischievous. They were everything Danny could imagine Chris being at that age. Though they could be a lot to handle, he couldn't imagine them being any kind of real problem.
"Guess what Cian's first words to Mark were," Chris said dejectedly. As Danny shrugged, Chris explained, "He said, `You're not Danny! Where's Danny?' and from there that was about as nice as he was to Mark for the whole week!"
"Oh," Danny said, briefly amused by the obvious affection the boy had for him until he considered how awkward it must have been for Chris and how incredibly unpleasant it would have been for Mark.
"Aidan wasn't quite so bad, at least not directly. You know how shy he can be. He warmed up to you right away, but most people he takes some time. By the end of the week, he'd still barely said two words to Mark!" Chris said, frowning heavily.
Danny looked round now, making sure Mark was still asleep before he turned back to ask, "How did he handle it?"
"That's the worst thing," Chris said, shaking his head again. "He's told you about how shitty his parents are, right?" he asked.
Danny gave a nod. He had taken a little longer than Chris to get to know Mark, but once he did, he learned all about how seemingly unwanted he was by his own parents.
Chris looked almost painfully sad as he said, "All he said was it wouldn't matter how they acted, it was still better than a week at home or being left at Kingswood for the week on his own!"
"Ugh, right in the feels," Danny sighed, shaking his head sympathetically.
"I know right," Chris agreed. "Just makes me glad to be back!"
"And especially glad to be back because of what today is!" Danny said with a huge grin.
Chris' eyes widened as he remembered. "Oh my god," he said excitedly. "It's Kinkswood!"
James huffed as he sat back in his seat. "I don't know why they make us do this one EVERY year!" he grumbled as he watched the people at the front get ready.
The two days of Kinkswood consisted of two main elements – panels/presentations and exhibitions/demonstrations. The panels always covered a range of subjects, depending on what the organising students wanted to present to educate and entertain the attendees, though a large number of them were mandated by the school, intended to promote understanding of essential subjects. It was a caveat of the agreement made between the students and the teachers to allow the event to take place with minimal faculty intervention. The current panel James and David were sat in was one that was featured every year, teaching the importance of consent.
"Well not everyone here was AT Kingswood last year," David replied, gesturing to a group of Year 7s sat ahead of them.
"Then they should just make the year sevens do it. This is a total waste of time!" James insisted.
To their side, Rob was sat with his boyfriends, the three of them having planned to spend most of the two-day event together. Luke leaned forward a little and said firmly, "Sometimes people still need a reminder. It's to make sure people don't get hurt, so shut up and listen!"
James pouted a little at the comment from his dormmate, rolling his eyes but falling silent.
Rob let out a gentle sigh at the comment and discretely reached down to place a hand on Luke's leg. "It's okay, chill," he said softly.
"Sorry. Just... touchy subject," Luke whispered back as the panel got started.
From Luke's other side, Jazz let out a low growl as he looked at the other two and hissed sharply, "You two are really starting to piss me off!"
For the last couple of weeks before half-term, things had been tense between Rob and Luke, thanks to the revelation that their first attempts at anal sex had been less consensual than Luke had thought. So far, they had not revealed details of it to Jazz, though he had easily picked up that `something' was wrong, even if he couldn't figure out what. He had been patient in allowing his boyfriends to resolve things in their own time, but clearly that patience was running thin.
Rob and Luke held a prolonged stare with each other, conversing without words until they both nodded. Luke reached to the side and took Jazz's hand as he said, "Look, we need to talk later, okay! We'll... fill you in!"
"Well that doesn't sound good," Jazz pouted slightly. "But fine!" he said, turning his attention to the panel. As a new student at Kingswood that year, this was his first Kinkswood and he wanted to take it all in.
Mr Trent shook his head as he watched the boys walking up the stairs, chattering excitedly. "Evening lads," he said as the group of dorm 1.09 boys approached. He smirked as his eyes roamed up and down Chris, then asked, "Punishment, or just for fun?"
The group giggled as they all looked at their naked dormmate. Chris shrugged, both indifferent to his own nudity and mildly amused by the reaction of his teacher and friends. "Just for fun," he said happily.
"Safe to say you've had a fun afternoon then!" Mr Trent said with a grin. It was actually mildly frustrating for him to NOT know what the boys had been up to. Despite their seemingly-permanent absence, the school's faculty always had a pretty good idea of the daily lives of all the students at the school, particularly Mr Trent and the other Floor Masters, so having an event like Kinkswood where they had no involvement presented a slight gap in his knowledge.
"Yes sir, Chris DEFINITELY enjoyed it!" Mikey replied, grinning as he used his arm to mime and erection.
Chris shrugged again. It was embarrassing to be naked in front of the teacher, and talked about so openly by the others, but embarrassment had never really bothered him the way it seemed to affect others. Mostly his reaction to it came in the form of the very thing Mikey had just teased about.
"But we should be going," Chris insisted, starting to walk away. He immediately felt a slap on his butt and turned to see the whole group pointing accusingly at Mr Trent as the teacher grinned and pointed at Mikey.
"I think you're outvoted, sir!" David said happily.
"And I think you guys don't have any actual proof," Mr Trent said back.
"Actually," David started, "In cases such as this..."
"Oh god, no... nope... not happening!" Danny said, throwing an arm around the smaller boy. "I am WAY too hungry for `actually'. We gotta get ready for dinner!" It got a round of laughs from the others, even David who just shrugged.
As the boys started to walk away, Chris found his butt under attack from more slaps, though this time most of the group was trying to do it, so he squawked a general noise of complaint as he tried to run off ahead of them.
"Not interested in Chris' butt?" Rob asked with a raise of the eyebrows as he walked along at regular pace beside Josh.
Josh sighed and shook his head.
"Yeah, me neither. I know where it's been!" Rob chuckled. He frowned a little as he saw the downcast expression on his best friend's face. "Still missing him?" he asked quietly, glancing round to make sure nobody was close by.
Josh had spent a few days of the half-term break at Rob's house. He had considered spending all of it there, but as his eldest adopted brother Jensen was due to leave the school at the end of the term, he wanted to spend at least a bit of the break with him. During their days together, both boys had followed Danny's advice about their recent issues.
Rob had explained to Josh what had happened with Luke and the unwelcome anal activity. Josh in turn had revealed to Rob his secret activities with Mr Rudd, and how it had recently ended.
Josh nodded as he came to stop, casually leaning on the hallway wall. "I keep hoping he'll pop up and be, like, `can we have a word' and then we'd go to his office and... well... do stuff!" Josh explained with a sigh, "But he won't even look at me anymore!"
"He sucks," Rob said sympathetically as he leaned on the wall beside Josh.
"He doesn't, and that's the problem," Josh smirked, but then winced as he made himself sad. "How's stuff with you guys?"
Rob pursed his lips thoughtfully for a moment. As he went to speak, a couple of Year 8 boys walked along. He waited for them to pass before he said, "A bit... weird. We told Jazz about it all this afternoon!"
"Oof, how'd he take it?" Josh asked, then sniggered as he said, "Probably better than you took it!" As he got a glare from Rob he added, "Nope, not even sorry for that one!"
Rob chuckled as he shook his head, but soon looked sullen again. He had to pause once more as some older students walked towards them before veering off to head up the nearby stairs. "He was pretty gutted. He asked if it had happened because he, like, started Luke on the whole... butt stuff thing, but we told him it wasn't his fault and he seemed to accept that."
"So what's the weird bit?" Josh asked curiously.
Rob frowned heavily as he explained, "Well... Jazz asked us why we were still being so... off, when it happened and got resolved weeks ago and Luke said..." he paused, choking up a little.
Josh leaned to the side, not reaching out to touch his friend, just resting his shoulder against Rob's arm.
Rob smiled at the gesture and took a deep breath before he explained, "Luke said that all he sees when he looks at me is what he did and it's killing him!"
"Shit, man. That's... wow!" Josh said, a little shocked.
"Yeah, I know, but then... then Jazz says that if that's how it is now... are we even able to stay together!" Rob exclaimed.
"Fuck! What did Luke say? No, what did YOU say?" Josh asked urgently.
Rob shrugged as he shook his head. He looked round at Josh, hesitated a moment and explained, "We both said the same thing – we don't know!"
Back in Year 7, the boys had been told Kingswood held many mysteries. Some had been intrigued and curious about what they might be. Others had suspected it was just the older guys trying to sound cool or make a dull school seem more interesting. As the years had progressed, they had learned it was no exaggeration, with more and more of the school's secrets being revealed to them.
Most secrets couldn't really pique the curiosity of the boys of dorm 1.09, as they simply didn't know what they didn't know, but one in particular had captured their interest because they `knew' there was something they weren't being told – what happened the night after the first day of Kinkswood.
Back in Years 7 and 8, the boys had noticed the Home Building was conspicuously quiet. With all extracurriculars cancelled for the evening, the building should have been abuzz with activity, but instead it was virtually abandoned. Where did the older students go? Early in the year, shortly after the revelation of the Kingswood Underground, many of the new Year 9 boys had deduced THAT was where they all went for the night, but the question they had not yet been provided an answer to was why! Why did all of the older students disappear for the evening?
Dinner time had come and gone and the Year 9s had returned to their dorms as instructed. Danny, Chris and the others had been sat around chatting speculating about what the evening had in store when four of their mentors walked in. Sam, Dick, Evan and Will, mentors to Rob, Josh, David and Nicky respectively wandered in, grinning at the eerie hush that fell over the dorm as they closed the door.
"So," Dick said with a huge grin as the four older boys stood, subject of the rapt attention of the younger ones, "You're probably wondering what the plan is for tonight!"
"Nah, hadn't even crossed our minds," Josh said dismissively to his mentor, getting a slight titter from the others.
"Oh, okay, we'll just go then" Dick said, calling Josh's bluff.
"NO!" most of the boys called out at once.
"That's what I thought," Dick sniggered.
"So ever since Kinkswood started," Sam butted in, shaking his head slightly, "We hold a... `party' on the first night!"
"But it's no ordinary party," Dick said, still grinning.
"Exactly," Sam nodded. "In keeping with the theme of the day..."
"OH MY GOD IT'S A FUCKING ORGY!" Chris yelped out excitedly, jumping to his feet.
"They're not having an orgy," Rob insisted, shaking his head as he grabbed Chris to pull him back into his seat.
"He's right, it's not an orgy," Sam nodded.
"Told you!" Rob said to Chris, then gave a proud smile to his mentor.
"It's just a party... that also involves a few orgies!" Sam explained.
"Ha!" Chris said, pointing in Rob's face before his eyes widened and he looked to Sam to say, "Wait, what? Seriously?"
"Yeah," Evan jumped in. "Now don't get us wrong. Doing sex stuff is NOT mandatory at the party, but if you go... expect to see a lot of it and probably be involved in at least some! This is why we're telling you about it before you go. Attendance isn't mandatory either and we know a few of you guys have some... issues that may put you off going to something like that!"
Many of the boys squirmed, unsure exactly who he meant, though it could have applied to half of them.
"It's also a masquerade!" Evan went on. "That means we wear masks. Sure, I know you'll probably still recognise people you know, but in general, it's meant to just be a night of excess and ananan... anana... annoni..."
"I think he's trying to say anonymity!" David helped out his mentor with a smirk.
"Yes, exactly," Evan said, blushing a little. "The night is also... erm... unclothed!"
Chris let out a whimper. "Crazy... underground... naked... sex party?" he gasped, almost trembling. "You have NO idea how glad I am I'm not black banded anymore!" It got laughs from the rest of the room.
"I know some of you might have issues with that too," Will quickly interjected. Though he didn't look directly at Nicky, his intent was obvious. "So don't go if you're not going to be comfortable, but you can be assured the night is as safe as we can make it. We're here to make sure you're aware of the rules!"
"Don't get them wet, don't expose them to sunlight and don't feed them after midnight!" David called out eagerly, then grinned as he said, "No, wait, that's the rules for Gremlins!"
As Mark burst into laughter, the others looked confused.
"What the fuck's a gremlin?" Josh asked, getting confused shrugs from the rest.
"Ugh, you guys suck!" David complained, then leaned close to Mark who had laughed at the comment and said, "Not you!" and received a high-five for it.
"My boyfriend's such a nerd," Chris said proudly, reaching over to hug Mark from behind.
"If you're quite finished," Sam sighed. "Here we go. Rule one, masks stay on and only reveal your identity if you want to. It's neither required nor expected. Rule two, respect the wristbands, they'll be explained when you get down there if you choose to go, but they show what guys are into and MUST be respected. Rule three, this year's safe word is Orange. Say it if you want anything to stop, and if you hear someone else say it, stop what you're doing immediately. Rule four, no telling the year seven or eights about the party or what happens there. It's as secret as the Underground. Lastly and most importantly, have fun. If you get down there and you just don't wanna be there, leave. Nobody's gonna judge you for it or make you stay!"
"Oh, and it's more a general school rule rather than just for Kinkswood," Will added, "The booze on offer down there is for over-sixteens only!"
"Wait, so there's gonna be horny, naked, DRUNK guys down there?" Chris asked, standing up again. "Let's go!"
"Yeah, cool it. Party doesn't start til eight," Sam smirked. "We just wanted to give you some time to think about whether or not you want to go. Honestly, it's a bit scary for anyone who's... on the more cautious side, but... yeah, it's a fucking good night!"
"And a good night fucking!" Dick added with a smirk.
After a couple more questions from the boys, the mentors headed out, leaving them all a little shocked.
"Wow, well that's... kinda surprising!" Rob exclaimed as the door closed behind them.
"Is it?" Nicky asked, raising an eyebrow. "I mean, this is Kingswood. I'd be more surprised if there wasn't a big annual sex party!" He got nods and sniggers of agreement.
"Kingswood Effect?" David asked with a curious shrug.
Nicky thought for a moment and said, "Nah, just... Kingswood this time!" As he got curious looks from the others he hadn't discussed his theorised `Kingswood Effect' with, he said, "I'll explain later!"
"Yeah, for now we KINDA have other stuff to discuss!" Mark said, frowning a little.
"What's to discuss? We're all going, right?" Danny asked, as if it were obvious. He did not get the emphatic yes back from the group that he expected.
"Well you know I'm in!" Chris said firmly, but then looked to Mark and said, "Oh, wait... is that... okay?"
"Wow, whipped much?" Mikey asked, adding a whip sound for added effect, but suddenly gasped and said, "Ooooh, I bet they have actual whips!"
"Jesus, do NOT give Mikey a whip!" Josh said immediately as he pointed to the grinning teen.
"Agreed!" Mark said, then looked to Chris and said, "Yeah, I'm okay with you going!"
"I was kinda hoping it'd be more a case of... US going!" Chris said a little awkwardly.
"Which US?" Mikey asked with a snigger. "You and Mark or you and Danny?"
Chris immediately scowled as both Danny and Mark flinched at the comment. "Would someone gag him please!" he demanded.
"Ooh, I bet they have gags too!" Mikey said, bouncing happily. "I'm definitely in!"
"Well that's three going at least," Danny said, glad to have quickly moved on from Mikey's tease.
"Four!" David quickly interjected.
Everyone slowly turned to look at the `little brother' of the dorm, staring silently.
"What?" David demanded. "Just cos none of you wanna do me doesn't mean I'm not interested!" he insisted firmly.
"I wanna go too!" Josh quickly jumped in before anyone could question David's comment. "I kinda... need to move on!" It got nods from around the room, though most of them thought he was referring to his abusive past. Only Danny and Rob knew about the more recent things with Mr Rudd. "I'm not saying I'm gonna go with a red band," he added, referring to the colour-coded wrist bands the mentors had briefly explained, "But it sounds like it could be fun!"
"Yeah," Rob agreed. "I'm thinking a purple band's good for me!" he said, getting a similarly understanding look from Josh and Danny, with the purple band representing willingness to do anything non-penetrative.
The others looked back and forth between the remaining two. Mark, who had come to the school that year carrying enough emotional baggage to stop him engaging in most sexual activity, not even comfortable with being touched at first. And Nicky, whose body-consciousness issues were verging on legendary.
Nicky and Mark exchanged nervous looks. "I'm not sure," Nicky said, not looking sure either way.
"Hey, you heard them, it's anonymous!" Chris commented.
"Oh sure, cos I'm sure the crowd'll be full of two-metre tall guys with twelve inch dicks, nobody'll EVER recognise him!" David said sarcastically, getting a mix of laughs and annoyed glares.
"He's not wrong," Nicky shrugged, "But..." he paused, the room going silent. "The after-party for the diving contest was... not as horrific as I thought."
"Oh my god, you LOVED it!" Danny insisted.
Nicky chuckled and said, "It wasn't NOT enjoyable," avoiding sounding too positive. "Fuck it. I'm in!"
"Mark?" Josh asked, putting the other boy on the spot.
"You could go green band, or blue!" Chris suggested with a meek smile. A blue band signified someone who MIGHT be up for doing things, but should be asked before being touched, while a green band was the safest of all, meaning its bearer shouldn't even be approached, they would offer or ask if they wanted to do anything.
"Maybe," Mark said, still looking a little awkward.
"One of us could stay with you at all times," Mikey suggested. "That way we can keep you safe while Chris is off competing for world's biggest slut with Danny!"
"Hey!" Danny and Chris complained in unison.
"You're not wrong," Chris added, "But still... hey!"
"And that's a really sweet idea," Nicky said with a proud smile, then smirked Mikey's way and said, "Surprisingly!"
"Fuck you, I'm lovely!" Mikey snapped back at Nicky, then looked to Mark and said, "Come on, it won't be same without the whole dorm there!"
Mark felt a slight smile spread across his face. The offer really was nice, but it was being referred to as part of the dorm that really touched him. Even two-and-a-half terms in he still felt like the `new guy', so it was a welcome comment. He sighed and nodded as he said, "Fine. I'm in!"
"Okay, so who wants what?" Brian asked as he looked round at the boys as they got ready to venture out into the party they could already hear.
In order to keep the event secret from the other first-floor occupants, the Year 9s had been offered rooms down in the Underground to get ready (i.e. strip off then choose a mask and wristband). Brian was roaming the room with a range of wristbands ready, while Mikey's mentor, Andy, was offering up masks.
"Guessing red for you two!" Brian said with a smirk as he approached Danny and Chris, offering up the `anything goes' colour.
"Too right!" Chris said, happily accepting the wristband from his mentor. "I'm just glad it's not black," he added playfully.
Danny chuckled at the comment as he accepted a red band too.
"Chuck a red one here!" Mikey said holding a hand out towards the older boy.
"Nice!" Chris said, grinning at Mikey.
"Yeah, deffo purple for me," Rob said with a frown.
"Same here!" Nicky said, getting a few interested glances.
"And me," David added, then frowned at the surprised looks form the others and said moodily, "Can you all stop being shocked when I actually like doing this stuff please!"
Brian sniggered at the slight discourse then looked to the last two and asked, "Blue or green?"
"Blue!" Josh said with a slight nod.
"Just green," Mark said shyly.
Brian handed a blue band to Josh then moved closer to Mark, handed him a green one and whispered, "I went with green in year nine too. It's cool!"
Mark gave a grateful smile in return. He liked all of his friend's mentors, but Brian always seemed like one of the sweetest.
With the bands sorted, Andy started offering out masks. They ranged from simple eye masks that really didn't really conceal identity (sorry Robin, you're not fooling anyone) to full head coverings that completely hid its wearer. Soon enough all the boys had each picked one and the two mentors headed out to get ready and join the party.
"Finally!" Josh said with a grin as the eight of them were finally left unattended. "Who wants to REALLY get in the party mood?" He reached down behind a chair and pulled out a large bottle of clear liquid.
"Yeah, nothing says `party' quite like good hydration!" Nicky said with a sarcastic smirk.
"This isn't water!" Josh said as he removed the cap and took a swig. "It's vodka!"
The boys stared in shock at the comment.
"You heard Will. We're not allowed!" Rob said disapprovingly.
"Nuh-uh," Josh said, doing his best not to gag on the flavour filling his mouth. "He said we couldn't have the booze they're providing down here. I brought this from home!"
"Why?" Mark asked, shaking his head a little.
"Jen!" Josh replied. "He kinda told me there was a party... though he didn't quite share ALL the details, but he said sneaking alcohol in is as much a part of the tradition as the party itself! So come on, get it down ya!" He held the bottle out in front of him.
The other seven had all gathered round and exchanged nervous looks. Surprisingly, it was Mark who reached out first, taking the bottle. As he held it under his nose, he took a sniff and gagged slightly. "Ugh, that's rank!" he complained.
"You ain't drinking it for the flavour!" Josh sniggered.
"Fuck it!" Mark said with a shrug before taking a swig. He swallowed and immediately baulked. "Smooth!" he croaked, getting a laugh as he held the bottle out.
"I swear," David said as he reached for the bottle, "Anyone who acts even remotely surprised about this is getting a kick in the balls!"
"Ooh, David's an angry drunk. Never woulda called that one!" Josh smirked.
Just to emphasise his point, David took an extra large glug and swallowed it down, deliberately looking unbothered as he moved the bottle from his lips, though his eyes watered as he held in a cough.
Soon enough, the half-empty bottle had been passed round the whole group before making its way back to Josh who swigged again.
"At least we're not all gonna get drunk on one bottle of vodka," Nicky laughed.
"I know," Josh said as he turned away. As he turned back he called out, "That's why I brought three!" as he brandished two more full bottles.
Rob and Danny exchanged bemused glances as the others quickly started to get ready. "What could possibly go wrong?" Rob asked with a head shake.
"I reckon we're about to find out!" Danny said back with a bemused eye roll.
Contrary to how it had sounded from their mentors' description, the party was indeed a party' first and an orgy' second. Aside from the fact the attendees were all naked, the first hour saw almost all of the Year 9 to 13 boys in the main atrium, which was mostly in darkness with disco lights flashing as loud music surrounded the revelling boys.
The movement of the crowd would have been generous to describe as `dancing' but it was vaguely in time to the throbbing soundtrack. The dorm 1.09 boys had started out together, but gradually been dragged apart as one after the other got caught up jumping around with other party-goers, all spurred on by the extra swigs of vodka they had taken, and a few extras snuck in since.
True to their word, they had ensured someone stayed with Mark at all times, even after he had insisted he would be okay after the first half hour saw his green wristband being totally respected.
The darkened room was bathed in blacklights, which allowed the identifying wristbands to glow brightly, but over in one of the side rooms there were pots of neon body paint too, though only in pink and yellow to ensure no confusion with the bands. Most groups of boys had found their way in to decorate themselves and each other. While many were decorated with random lines and patterns, like gay warpaint, most somehow seemed to end up with coloured handprints on either their butts or other equally conspicuous body parts.
Danny had gotten used to random hands grabbing at him as me bopped his way through the crowd, happy to lose himself in the sea of nudity, but he felt one pair of hands in particular grab him especially tightly from behind. He felt lips on his ear, nibbling for a moment before he heard Joseph's voice say, "I'd know this butt anywhere!"
Danny panicked momentarily, worried that his mentor would smell the vodka on his breath, but as he turned slightly to look at the older boy, his nose was assaulted by an even stronger smell of alcohol in return. "Jesus, how much have you drunk?" he demanded loudly enough to be heard over the music.
"More than a little but less than a lot!" Joseph shouted with a grin.
Danny chuckled at the tipsy teen. "Having fun then?" he demanded, struggling to be heard.
"I am now!" Joseph said as his arms slipped around Danny and he leaned in to place his lips near the younger boy's ear again. "Gone exploring yet?" he asked coyly.
"Nah, figured I've got all night. I'm in no rush!" Danny said back, leaning against Joseph. It was a strange feeling to be grasping onto his mentor, naked, with others all around them. He was no stranger to intimacy with Joseph, though it had certainly been a while. It made his stomach feel funny though. He loved and trusted his mentor, but at the same time he had been dealing with a growing worry over Joseph's attraction to Brian... and the increasing amount he seemed to be acting on it.
"You should go up there!" Joseph said, pointing to the stage in the centre of the area where a few of the bolder boys were already dancing. "By the end of the night, there'll be guys fucking on there. Maybe it could be you!"
Danny chuckled at the bold idea, shaking his head even though he felt a twitch in his semi-hard cock. He had remained in a state of slight arousal all night so far. The naked teens all around him, the roaming hands, the grinding bodies, all of it was enough to build a sense of eroticism even without any direct sexual contact. "Yeah, after you!" Danny joked, though he frowned and added, "But I'm guessing you'd need Brian for that!"
"What?" Joseph shouted, not hearing the second part.
"Nothing!" Danny shouted. "I'm gonna go explore. See you on stage!" he said, leaning in to kiss his mentor on the cheek before pushing his way through the crowd.
Nicky stared in astonishment at what he was seeing. He had been dancing with Mikey one moment and the next he turned around to see the diminutive boy literally climbing a Year 13 like a tree, only to wrap himself around him and start making out. While part of him definitely felt a little jealous of seeing someone else with Mikey, it was both an amusing and exciting sight.
The older student certainly seemed to be enjoying it too, gripping onto him tightly as they kissed. It seemed obvious there was no intent beyond the embrace as there were no wandering hands and not even an erection between them, both simply seemed to be enjoying the moment for what it was.
As Mikey pulled back, he grinned, turned backwards slightly and literally climbed onto the next towering teen. Once again they started making out, the others around them amused by the show.
After working his way through the other two members of the apparent foursome, Mikey climbed down, flashed a cheeky grin and just moved on with Nicky in tow.
"That was..." Nicky started as they stopped, facing each other, "Jesus, I don't even know what that was!" he said, shaking his head, though the smile on his face made it clear he certainly wasn't disapproving.
"It was fun. That's what it was!" Mikey said happily. "All the enjoyment, none of the mess!" he said as he looked round at the lively crowd.
"By `mess' you mean an actual relationship?" Nicky asked , his hands casually stroking Mikey's bare arms.
"Yeah, I guess!" Mikey said back with a shrug, seemingly oblivious to the longing look Nicky was giving him as he watched the guys around them. He suddenly looked at Nicky and said, "Hey, how you doing?" He gestured up and down the tall, lithe body before him and added, "With all this being on show, I mean!"
"Pretty okay actually," Nicky said with a content smile. "I mean, I'm not getting up on stage any time soon... or ever, but... I dunno, I guess I'm finally starting to see the good side of this!" He grabbed at his own hefty cock as he said it.
"Can I see the good side of it too?" Mikey asked giddily, knocking Nicky's hand away to stroke the hefty tool.
Nicky suddenly looked slightly less comfortable as he felt a throb in his meaty prick, a surge of excitement as Mikey stroked him. Being naked he could manage. Being naked and hard... that felt very different. "Mikey..." he tried to object.
"Your wristband says you're up for things," Mikey said, tapping on the purple band. "Are you saying no? It's okay if you are!"
Nicky looked round. They were certainly not the first to be fooling around. By now, half the people remaining on the dance floor were playing with each other or at least sporting unashamed erections. Just a couple of metres away two guys stood wanking each other off as they danced together. "I'm not saying no!" Nicky said, feeling his cheeks flushing as his cock continued to grow in Mikey's grasp.
"Holy fuck!" a guy in a full-face mask and red wristband exclaimed. He stood a little shorter than Nicky but a lot broader and was openly staring at the engorging dick. "How big is that?" he asked, slurring slightly.
"It gets bigger!" Mikey said almost proudly, now stroking Nicky to try and reach full expansion.
"Rocco!" the older student said, reaching back to tap another young man on the shoulder. When he didn't get a response, he looked back to see his friend with his tongue down a random guy's throat. "Ugh, hook up later!" he said, shoving a hand between them. "You gotta see this!"
Nicky watched on nervously as Rocco turned to see what his friend was so bothered about, the young man he had been making out with immediately vanishing into the crowd. "Fuck's sake Rhys, what's so... woah!" he stopped mid-sentence as he saw the massive penis, looking even bigger in Mikey's small hand. "Maaaaate, nice!" he said, offering Nicky a high five.
"Weird, but I'll take it!" Nicky sniggered, returning it.
Rhys tore his eyes from the impressive appendage to look at Nicky's wrist and saw the purple band. As Rocco went to move forward, Rhys put a hand out to stop him then leaned closer to Nicky and asked, "I know it's not needed but you seem... nervous. Is it okay to touch?"
Nicky nodded back nervously. Many of his issues from being on show had come from the fact that he (and his identical twin at the time) had started developing so young and had been regarded as freaks by the other kids at school. Needless to say, they had not been kind. They were issues Nicky was starting to handle through therapy, but he was starting to see that it was all just less of an issue now anyway.
Being so well endowed (and tall), especially at such a young age, Nicky was still very much a freak', but Kingswood was a place where being a freak wasn't always a bad thing. Individuality and difference wasn't just accepted, it was outright encouraged, but Nicky's particular kind of different' was most welcome of all. In all his time at the school he was yet to see someone who hadn't been absolutely delighted at the sight of the tremendous tool. Rocco and Rhys had certainly not broken that trend, nor had the other two teens who had caught a glimpse of Nicky's dick and stopped to openly stare and admire.
Rocco and Rhys weren't shy about their touching. Both grasped at Nicky's dick, likely to emphasise the fact there was easily room for two hands on it. Their other hands stroked at Nicky's torso. Years on the diving team paired with a naturally slim physique resulted in a slightly gangly frame, but the almost total absence of body fat meant every muscle showed, however slight they were.
"Damn, can we go next?" the two newcomers said, more people behind them starting to take notice.
"Mikey," Nicky mouthed shakily as he looked round to the other boy.
"Sorry guys," Mikey said, catching on right away, "I'm taking him for a private performance."
There were groans from the older boys and other spectators but nobody tried to stop them as Nicky turned away, attempting poorly to conceal his erection as he walked beside Mikey. "I think I need more vodka," he shouted.
"Good plan!" Mikey grinned, leading the way back to the room they had got ready in, where the alcohol was still hidden.
As they got into the room Nicky let out a happy sigh and said, "God, that's better!" as the door drowned out enough of the music to allow for actual easy conversation.
Mikey made a beeline for the vodka and took a heavy gulp before offering the bottle to Nicky.
Nicky gulped a smaller amount down then retched, shuddering slightly. "Tastes like crap, but every swig I take makes going out there easier!" he said, gesturing back towards the door.
"We don't have to go back out right away," Mikey said, eyeing Nicky hungrily. He approached, grinning sweetly.
"Hundred and fifty naked sweaty hot guys out there and you wanna settle for little ol' me?" Nicky asked, grinning back.
"It's not settling!" Mikey insisted.
"Thanks," Nicky said, chuckling a little at the sweet comment. He let his arms casually drape around Mikey, getting held gently in return as he stared down at him.
"You've seemed... calmer lately," Nicky observed.
Mikey nodded, looking thoughtful though he didn't say anything.
"Any reason why?" Nicky asked. "Maybe... a thing with Harley... or Josh?"
Mikey huffed and rolled his eyes. "No!" he said in slight frustration. "They're just friends and that's why I'm... I dunno... better?! Spending time with friends makes me happy and when I'm happy I... just stay on top of things better. That's all!"
"Sorry, wasn't trying to suggest anything," Nicky insisted. "I think it's great you're close with them."
"I'm not forgetting you!" Mikey blurted out urgently.
"Oh I know, don't worry. I know I'm still your favourite!" Nicky chuckled.
"You're not just my favourite! I love you!" Mikey said, scowling a little over the fact he had to say it. "You should know that!"
"I do!" Nicky nodded. "And I love you too!" He held for a moment and leaned down to press his lips against Mikey's.
Mikey remained motionless for a few seconds before he allowed himself to start kissing back. As they started to get more into it, Mikey felt both of Nicky's hands raise to gently hold both sides of his head. He always liked when Nicky kissed him like that. Without hands roaming anywhere else, it felt like all of Nicky's attention was on just kissing him, just on that most intimate of connections. It always cleared his head even more than a long hug, an orgasm or even a fist fight, usually the only things that could help bring order to his chaotic mind. He let out a slight moan as Nicky pulled away.
"Enjoying that?" Nicky asked with a grin.
Mikey nodded contentedly but remained silent.
"Me too!" Nicky replied, leaning in to kiss again, though this time his hands explored the pale freckled skin of Mikey's shoulders and down onto his chest as Mikey returned the gesture. Their kissing continued as hands inevitably found their way onto each other's dicks, tugging on them casually as they made out, more for the enjoyment of touching than any real expectation of climax.
Nicky pulled away again, smirking as Mikey moaned his objection. "I meant it Mikey. I love you!" he said, emboldened by the alcohol. "Can I be your boyfriend again? I know I hurt you before and I'm sorry, but... I really love you!"
Mikey recoiled at the comment, pulling clear of Nicky's hands, which remained outstretched for a moment before dropping dejectedly to his sides. "N... no!" he stuttered. "I... I don't want to do that!" He stared at Nicky for a moment, getting steadily more upset as he saw the hurt of the taller boy's face. "I'm sorry!" he said before rushing back out into the party.
"Where did you even get the vodka from?" Rob asked as he attempted to move vaguely in time to the music beside Josh who was happily showing off his moves.
"Jen!" Josh explained, leaning in a little. "He's eighteen now, so he can buy it!" His moves suddenly got less lively as he pouted and said, "He called it a leaving gift!"
"Ah, sorry bud," Rob said loudly as he reached out to stroke Josh's shoulder. "You've still got Ellis. And me!" he said cheerfully.
"Yeah I do," Josh shouted happily as he leaned forward and staggered slightly against Rob. He giggled a little, particularly as he raised a hand to steady himself and made accidental fingertip contact with the other boy's nipple, getting a groan that he felt more than he heard. "That's fun!" he laughed, pulling back slightly as he raised his other hand to now tweak both sensitive nubs.
"Ah come on," Rob groaned as he felt himself getting an almost instantaneous erection.
Josh continued giggling at the effect he was having but paused to look back for a moment. The stage was far from full, but now had at a half dozen guys on it. Four were just dancing, two solo and two together very intimately, while a boy in an eye mask and red wristband was blowing an older student who somehow still managed to look nervous through a full-face mask, bearing a blue band. "Let's go up there and do this!"
"No way!" Rob objected. "Last time I was `nipple boy' for a month. This time it might really stick!"
"Come onnnn!" Josh goaded. "Let's show Luke what he'll be missing if he dumps you!"
"Wow, thanks for that!" Rob said flatly, then rolled his eyes, huffed and said, "Fine, but... don't tell anyone it was me. There's still a SLIGHT chance these masks actually work!"
"YUSSSS!" Josh called out as he grabbed Rob's hand and pulled him to the side of the stage. "Hey, watch this!" he said, gesturing for the nearby boys to clear some space. He jumped up so his entire weight was held up by his arms. He leaned forward, pushing his legs straight out behind so his entire body was horizontal. Next, as he pushed himself up, he dipped his head down and lifted his legs up above him, going into a handstand on the edge of the stage.
Guys around started to cheer the move, but Josh proceeded to swiftly topple over and fall flat on his back onto the stage, though that only increased the cheers, accompanied by laughs.
Josh jumped to his feet and took a bow, unbothered by his nakedness in front of so many people. He grinned down at Rob who couldn't help smiling as he reluctantly climbed up on stage too.
As they stood together, feeling a sea of eyes turn to observe the new arrivals, Rob leaned in to ask, "Do we really have to do this?"
"No, we don't have to!" Josh replied honestly, "But how often d'ya get a chance to do something like this?"
"Unless you're Danny!" they both added in unison, bursting into laughter.
"Or Chris!" Rob added, then frowned and pointed to the boy on his knees blowing the older student. "Actually, I think that IS Chris!"
"Wouldn't surprise me!" Josh sniggered as he looked round, then quickly turned his attention back to Rob. "Come on, face the crowd," he urged, moving behind the other boy. Rob complied, putting his hands behind his back to fiddle with Josh's small erection as he felt hands loop round him to start tweaking his nipples. He let out a long, low groan as the intense stimulation shot straight through him and re-stiffened his dick, much to the enjoyment of the members of the crowd who were watching them.
"I wonder if Luke's watching," Rob sighed, leaning back against Josh a little.
"Maybe," Josh said, unsure what else to say. He leaned in against Rob's back and nuzzled against him for a moment. "You're so cuddly!" he said with a giggle.
"You can just say fat!" Rob pouted back, venturing a glance down at his stomach.
"I can, and you fucking know I would if you was!" Josh said frankly.
"Hnnh, good point," Rob conceded.
"And THEY seem to like you!" Josh said, pointing forward with a finger without releasing his grip on the nipple.
Rob looked down into the dark sea of figures, streaked with glowing body paint and wristbands.
"Let's get closer!" Josh said, pushing Rob nearer to the edge of the stage. "Sit on the side!" he instructed.
Rob sat down, conscious that it put him in easier touching range of the partygoers close by, but happy to be out of line of sight of some others. As he sat with his legs dangling over the side of the stage, Josh dropped down behind him, wrapped himself around him again and resumed the erotic nipple assault. Rob's eyes closed for a moment at the pleasurable sensation, but they shot open again as he felt hands grasping at him from the crowd. He looked at them, watching curiously. With faces either fully or partly obscured and the thumping music forming a sound barrier that prevented any audible insight, it was hard to know for sure, but it definitely seemed like they were enjoying him, his body and his raging erection.
After a few minutes of the crowd touching his torso and cock while Josh continued to work at his nipples, Rob began to moan. He leaned back heavily against Josh as he whimpered, "I'm gonna shoot soon!"
"Good!" was all Josh said in return, giving both nipples a particularly sharp pinch.
Rob's body tensed as he spurted wildly, the boys before him either jumping aside to avoid it or moving in to try and be in the path.
One who had tried to get out of the way had failed in his attempt and received a heavy spatter to his slim, smooth chest. He leaned in close and shouted, "Gee, thanks for that, Rob!"
"James!" Josh and Rob exclaimed at once, the bit of voice they could hear and the closer view of the face adding together to reveal the familiar identity.
"What are you doing down here?" Rob asked, doing his best to try and act like he hadn't just ejaculated publicly. "Didn't think this'd be your kinda thing!"
"It's actually fascinating," James started, raising his voice over the loud music. "Everyone's down here naked and being all wild and debauched... but apparently, by tomorrow everyone will just be... back to normal, like this night never even happened. I was curious to see if that's really how it goes, just from an anthropological perspective!" As he received a bemused look from Rob and absolute bewilderment from Josh, he rolled his eyes and added, "David made me come!"
"Get up here and I'll make you come too!" Josh said with a dopey giggle, draping heavily over Rob's shoulder.
James frowned at Josh, then glanced to Rob and back to Josh before he asked, "Are you intoxicated?"
"No!" Josh said, looking offended before he giggled stupidly and said, "But I AM a bit drunk!"
"That's... that's what..." James faltered, genuinely unsure whether Josh was teasing or just stupid. As Rob grinned and shook his head, James took the silent advice and chose not to pursue it.
"Hey," Rob quickly interjected as he realised the sudden opportunity of finding his boyfriend's dormmate. "Any idea what kinda mask Luke's wearing and what colour wristband he went for? I wanna try and find him!"
"None!" James replied. "He didn't come. Said he wasn't really in the mood for it. Got in a whole big fight with Alex and Isaac over it!"
Rob frowned as he sighed and shook his head. "Thanks," he said to James, then leaned back to Josh and said, "I gotta go. Catch ya later!" Before Josh could question him, he was off the stage and pushing his way through the sea of nude bodies.
Josh flopped forward, rolled onto his back and looked upside down at a mildly confused James, then asked loudly, "Wanna make out?"
"How are you drunk?" James demanded. "They check who you are before they give you alcohol down here! Not that they should be giving alcohol to under-eighteens anyway!"
"Brought my own!" Josh said with a grin. He paused a second and asked again, "Wanna make out?"
"No thank you," James replied politely. "I only do that with David! Plus you just broke a rule!" he said, raising his wrist to show a green wrist band. "Have you no self-control?" he admonished.
The smile dropped from Josh's face as he rolled off the stage and fell heavily to the floor. He immediately jumped up, yelped, "I'm okay!" to the people who were looking at him with mild concern then scowled at James and said, "You're a bitch!" before storming off.
Danny winced a little as he left the room. Once he was away from the excess volume of the music, he had heard the tell-tale `slap' that signalled sexual activities going on that he had been very keen to be part of. When he ventured inside, he had seen an older student stood in the centre of the room with his legs apart and shackled to the floor while his hands were secured above his head to a chain. His body was criss-crossed with red lines as a small group of students stood around him with various floggers.
Needless to say, Danny was immediately engrossed, especially as he saw the unfortunate `victim' was sporting a massive erection and seemed to be moaning with pleasure just as much as from the pain as his rear was lashed again.
A small crowd was spectating, some playing with each other or themselves, others just watching intently. Danny had barely noticed the hand caressing his body and teasing his own straining boner at first, but didn't object when he did finally realise. He happily stood watching until the embattled teen was released.
"Sorry guys, show's over!" the lead flogger had said, "Well, unless we've got another volunteer?"
The audience had recoiled, except Danny who had gulped nervously before stepping forward with his hand raised. Amongst cheers and applause, he was soon secured in place of the other boy, which had him massively excited already. When the flogging started, which was restricted to his butt and back at his own request, Danny had reached new levels of excitement, his dick throbbing and bouncing wildly as he endured strike after strike, the stinging slowly growing each time. It wasn't until he was nearing his limit that the thought occurred to him that he had just willingly allowed himself to be restrained, something that had freaked him out for a while after his accident, an unwanted reminder of his brush with paralysis. It was only a fleeting thought, but he felt proud of his own progress... until he felt the next strike and coherent thought vanished again.
Once Danny reached his limit and asked to be released, he had ventured a little further into the other delights the party had to offer. A quick walk through the dark room had been amusing but didn't really capture his imagination or interest as the unknown hands grasped at him. It just didn't appeal to him to be so unseen. As much as being on show embarrassed him, it was also the source of his arousal, so the darkness robbed him of his primary pleasure.
As he reached the next room along, he stopped and stared at the strange contraption in the middle of the room. It was a large flat surface and atop appeared to be a person completely encased in some kind of vinyl or rubber, he was not sure exactly what. The material was completely shaped to the body beneath it, the only break in it a small hole from which a mouth was visible. It was only from seeing the human mouth that Danny realised it was actually a real person.
"It's called a vac-bed!" a taller boy said as he sidled up beside Danny. "It uses suction to hold them completely in place! And if you think you recognise the mouth, you should. It's Chris!"
"What?!" Danny exclaimed, eyes widening. "Wait!" he suddenly yelped as he looked to the side, the voice suddenly registering. "Hey!" he said with a huge grin as he saw Brian smiling back at him. The two grabbed each other in an excitable kiss that lasted several seconds before Danny remembered what was happening and pulled away as he asked, "Is that really Chris?"
"Ahhh fuck!" Chris suddenly yelped out as a vibrator was pressed against the bulge of his erection and balls.
"I guess so," Danny chuckled in recognition of the voice. He frowned a little and asked, "Is he okay in there?"
Brian stared down at Danny (though not as far down as he used to, with the younger boy seemingly growing by the day) and sighed a little at the expression on his face. "Yeah," he said softly. "Believe me, he's having the time of his life in there!"
Danny stared at the shape of Chris' body held in place on the bed. It certainly sounded like he was having fun. "Look, I gotta go take my turn hanging out with Mark. Are you gonna stay here and keep an eye on Chris?"
"Yeah, I'll make sure he's okay," Brian reassured Danny, reaching round to give him a gentle squeeze.
"Thanks!" Danny replied, turning to give Brian a kiss. What started out as a peck turned into a couple of minutes of making out as they lost themselves in the moment. It was only another pleasured groan from Chris that finally shook them from it. "Sorry, carried away," Danny giggled. He gave Chris another quick look, sighed and left.
Having heard about Luke's absence, Rob rushed back to the dressing room they had used. Knowing he was heading for a difficult conversation, he pulled out the vodka and took a swig. He started pulling his clothes on, taking another swig between each item to help build his nerve. Fully dressed, he took another big gulp of the alcohol right before he left.
Heading for the stairs, he stopped when he heard, "Rob!" shouted from behind him. As he turned, he felt himself get grabbed, saw a flash of soft brown skin and black hair and realised he was being kissed by Jazz. He let himself enjoy the moment, melting into him for several seconds before they parted.
"Hey you," Rob said dreamily, swaying slightly as he stared into Jazz's dark, beautiful eyes.
"Hey yourself," Jazz giggled, giving Rob another brief kiss on the lips. "Any chance you're going where I'm going?"
"Luke?" Rob asked and received an immediate nod which he returned before they started up the stairs.
"You just telling him to come join the party?" Jazz asked curiously as they hurried upwards.
"Sort of," Rob frowned. "Probably a good thing you're here. You kinda need to hear it too. We really shoulda brought you in on all this shit ages ago!"
Jazz shrugged. "I get why you didn't," he said softly, "But I'm also kinda pissed!"
Rob glanced round at him with a curious expression.
"I'm your boyfriend!" Jazz said firmly. "Both of yours!" he added. "YOU shoulda told me as soon as you had the problem with Luke and you BOTH shoulda told me the moment you started talking about it!"
"I know," Rob nodded. "I'm just... I don't... talk about my feelings!"
"No shit!" Jazz said, rolling his eyes.
Rob cringed slightly and replied, "But I'm trying to be better!" They reached the secret exit into the second-floor shower room and paused for a moment as they saw two Year 11s showering, both covered in something that looked like it may have once been food. "Yeah, I don't wanna know!" he smirked, getting a snigger from both Jazz and the two showering teens.
A few moments later, they got to the door to dorm 2.16 and knocked. "Come in!" they heard from inside. "Oh!" Luke exclaimed as he saw the two younger boys appear. "Hi!" he said as he sat up on his bed where he had been lying.
"You didn't come to the party, you dick!" Jazz said accusingly.
"Wait, hold up," Rob quickly interjected before Jazz could say anything else or Luke could reply. "Sit down," he said to Jazz, shoving him slightly too firmly towards Luke who shuffled to sit on the side of his bed. Rob took a seat on the bed opposite, though he was a little wobbly as the effects of the booze really started to kick in.
"You've been drinking!" Luke observed, without judgment.
"Only a little," Rob said, gesturing a small amount with his thumb and forefinger, but smirked as he slowly pulled them apart to suggest a slight bit more than `a little'. "Maybe a lot. Whatever. Okay, you both gotta listen to this. You can say stuff after but for now... shhhhhhh!" He raised a finger to his lips, but poked himself in the cheek by mistake before eventually finding the mark.
"Wow, yeah, he's definitely tipsy!" Jazz sniggered, unsure how he hadn't noticed it so much on the way up.
"You said you didn't know!" Rob said, pointing accusingly at Luke. He pointed to Jazz and said, "He asked if we can even stay together," he pointed back to Luke, "And you said you don't know!" He turned his hand to point at himself and continued, "And ssso did I. But I DO know! The... the whole thing at the... thing today was... was all about consent and so was our... our sex thing I guess so... I guess I should use that to essplain it!" He was slurring a little.
"I know this is serious, but that's funny, right?" Jazz whispered as he leaned towards Luke who sniggered back.
"Well I DON'T consent!" Rob insisted unhappily. "You... not knowing if we can stay together means you think we might break up and I don't consent to that. In fact I... I... what's the opposite of consent?"
"Not consent?" Jazz said, shrugging a little.
"I OBJECT!" Rob declared, jumping up like he was in a bad court-room drama as the word came to him. "Thass the word. I object! You can't break up with us because I object." He was gesturing wildly as he spoke. "I'm not letting you cos I love you," he said, pointing to Luke, then to Jazz again as he went on, "And I love you... and you love each other and I KNOW you both love me cos I'm great. Everyone thinks so... essept James cos I kinda came on him juss now so you're not allowed to NOT KNOW if we can be together cos I KNOW we can!"
"Well... those compelling arguments aside," Luke said with a snigger that quickly dropped away, "It's... really not that simple!" He sighed sadly.
"Oh WHAT?" Rob huffed as he stood and staggered towards the other two. "Cos you get SAD when you think of those two times? Well FFFFFUCK those times. Think about the common room where you won me in that bet, or that first night we spent together," he pointed across the dorm to another bed, then frowned at it and said, "Okay, it wasn't that bed, but it was a bed a lot like in another dorm that looks a lot like this one, whatever, but that night we played yu-gi-oh for the first time, or when we let the rugby match decide if we should be together and it was a tie and you said you wanted to anyway, or... fuh...fuck, take your fffucking pick. There's a million amazing moments and two SHITTY ones so mathemamatically... you're being a fffucking idiot!"
Luke stared back at the drunk boy and let out a gentle sigh.
"You really can't argue with mathemamatics," Jazz said with a chuckle, deliberately mispronouncing the word Rob had just mixed up.
"I don't wanna break up either," Luke said as he looked from Rob to Jazz and back.
"Good. Then you just need to stop beating yourself up about it," Jazz said, stroking Luke's back. He looked to Rob and said, "And you need to start opening up more!"
"No, what I need..." Rob said, suddenly looking queasy. He paused as an unpleasant realisation struck him. Holding his stomach, he declared, "What I need... is to throw up!" He made a mad dash as the other two laughed and followed after him.
Danny wandered into the dressing room, the designated `hand-off' point for their shifts staying with Mark. While he had insisted he was okay hanging out and doing his own thing, chaperoning him had quickly appeared necessary for a whole different reason.
"DANNEEEEEE!" Mark called out excitedly as Danny entered the room. He tried to walk over to him, but considering he was seated at the time, his upper half moved while his legs did not and he fell flat on the floor.
Danny shook his head at the comedic move then looked to David and frowned. "Wait, what you doing here? I thought Mikey was after you!"
"He was!" David scowled, "But he didn't show. Guess I got forgotten again!" He headed for the door.
"Hey, wait up," Danny said, reaching out to grab David's arm. He gave Mark a cursory look to check he was unharmed and saw him giggling to himself on the floor.
"What?" David demanded angrily.
"You... what you just said... and what you said earlier..." Danny started, thinking about the other comments he had heard from the smaller boy.
"What about them?" David asked, folding his arms petulantly.
Danny sighed and started, "Look you don't really think that..."
"THIS WALL'S IN THE WRONG PLACE!" Mark yelled, slapping at the floor as he laid face down on it before bursting into laughter again.
Danny went to move towards his drunken dormmate, but realised he was mid-conversation and turned back, but David had taken the opportunity to make a dash for it and was already gone. He sighed, knowing he wanted to chase David but not really wanting to risk leaving Mark unattended. He moved over to Mark and started helping him up.
Mark's eyes widened as he stared up at Danny and asked, "How are you standing on the wall? OH MY GOD, YOU'RE SPIDER-MAN!" As he struggled to his feet, he grasped at Danny's dick and giggled, "I found your web shooter!"
"Oh my god, you are SO hammered!" Danny said as he flopped Mark down onto a sofa.
"No I'm not. YOU'RE so hammered!" Mark replied before giggling again.
"How much have you drunk?" Danny asked, looking over at the supply that was now starting to look alarmingly low.
"Well I had some and I felt less nervous," Mark explained, swaying even though he was sitting still. "But then I felt nervous again so I had more and I felt better and then I got more nervous again and I had more and... tha happened a lllot and now everything's... really ffffunny!" He turned his head towards where the bottles were kept and it took a few moments for his eyes to follow as he said, "I wan' ssssome more!"
"Yeah, you're done with the drinking!" Danny said as he sat down beside the tipsy teen. "I'm cutting you off!"
"You can't ssstop me, I'm like... six... ssssixty times your size!" Mark slurred. "Or something like that!" he said presumably trying to sound menacing.
"Yeah, I think I'll take my chances," Danny said soberly, unsure how he would fair in a regular fight with Mark, but entirely sure he could handle him drunk.
"Ffffine, then... then lezzgo do something fun!" Mark said, trying to stand.
"How about we stay here," Danny said, knowing that letting someone THAT drunk wander the party was absolutely a recipe for disaster. He pre-empted the objection with, "I'll let you drink more!"
"YAY!" Mark cheered.
Danny got up and grabbed a bottle of water and handed it to Mark as he explained, "I put it in a water bottle so if anyone comes in they won't see you drinking vodka!"
"Oh, yurrrr clever," Mark said, happily taking the bottle and gulping it down, clearly oblivious to the fact it was really just water. "You're the best," Mark said as he leaned against Danny when he sat back down.
They both sat in silence for a few moments.
"Itsss weird," Mark finally slurred.
"What's weird?" Danny asked, still a little amused by the tone.
"You!" Mark said accusingly. "I mean... what I... fffeel about you. Isss so weird to love someone and hate them at the same time!"
"Yeah, you should probably stop talking now," Danny said, not wanting the other boy to embarrass himself anymore.
"I lllove you cos after Josh before I comed here and Chris once I was here you wuh the first one who gave a crap abou' me," Mark mumbled. "An' you listened to me and... and helped me with some of my sssstupid issues and helped me deal with GREG!" He let out a growl and said, "He's such a cunt and when I ssssee him again I'm gonna tell him that he's a cunt cos that what he is and I hate him and he needs to fffuck off!"
"Yeah, you tell him," Danny chuckled. As concerning as the level of intoxication was, hearing Mark was ready to stand up to Gregory was actually a great feeling.
"But yeah, you helped me cos issss what you do, you help people!" Mark insisted.
"I don't know about that," Danny sighed. He wasn't sure what Mark could really comprehend right now, and from what little he knew about drunks, it seemed likely most of this would be forgotten by morning so he took the opportunity to share, "I seem to just hurt people and screw things up. That's what I actually do. Every fucking time!"
"No!" Mark objected, raising a hand in what was likely supposed to be a caring touch but actually became a slap to Danny's face before the fingers slid down it and onto his chest. "You're great and you help me and you was my fffirst person I did sex things with that I didn't hate and thasss why I love you, cos you're great!"
"Well thanks," Danny chuckled, glad that he was at least appreciated by someone.
"But I hate you too!" Mark said, his eyes heavy as he rested against Danny's shoulder.
"Yeah, you REALLY need to stop talking now!" Danny insisted.
"NO!" Mark said petulantly, pushing away from Danny to sit up. "I hate you!" he said, "But I still love you, but I hate you too!"
"Well I'm sorry for whatever I've done!" Danny said apologetically.
Mark shook his head, though it was slow and nearly made him topple over. "You didn't DO anything but I still hate you for it!"
Danny just sat, unsure how to react.
Mark flopped back in his seat and let out a pathetic moan as he raised his hands to his face. "You have no idea what it's like!" he whined pathetically.
Danny hesitated but couldn't resist as he asked, "I don't know what WHAT'S like?"
"To have a buh... boyfriend who's totally fucking in love with ssssomeone else!" Mark said accusingly. "It ssssucksss!" He swayed forward a little, shaking his head again before he turned to look at Danny and said, "I love him so much but we won't last... cos he loves you WAY more than me!" He toppled to the side, his head resting on Danny's lap as he cried softly.
"Fuck!" Danny sighed as he let his hand stroke through Mark's hair.
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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