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The Kingswood Effect
Chapter 5
Saturday 04 September 2021
Rob gave a happy moan as he felt the hand slip up the back of his t-shirt and caress the small of his back. He was already pressed up against Luke but shuffled even closer, nuzzling against him. The two boyfriends were sat in the stands of the main football pitch, accompanied by David and a few other boys watching the football teams run drills and practices.
"So whadda you reckon?" Rob asked, glancing round to David as he crossed his arms over his lap to conceal an erection.
"Hard to be sure," David mused as he focused on the Year 9 team, especially Danny and Mark. "It's hard to compare records as Danny didn't get to compete last year but based on how he did in local matches during year seven and comparing that to Mark's performance in last year's tournament," he looked to Rob as he added, "Which, by the way, is not really a completely fair comparison and you should keep that in mind." He looked back to the pitch. "I also looked into how much Mr Cunningham's had each of them in goal this week and also gave some thought to..."
"Oh for fuck's sake, David. Just gimme an answer!" Rob snapped, only half serious.
They were there to support all four of their dormmates as positions were announced for the teams. Captains would also be announced, though aside from the new Year 8 team which did not have any captain yet, they were usually expected to remain the same from the previous year. Since returning to full activity after his accident, Danny had been keen to get back in goal, but that had not quite worked out the way he planned when the newest member of their dorm turned out to be Mark, who was well-renowned from his old school as an exceptional goalkeeper.
David flinched a little at Rob's demand, shaking his head. "Doesn't look good for Danny, I'm afraid," he said sadly.
"Well... that sucks," Rob pouted.
"So do I, when we're done here!" Luke whispered to him, getting a playful giggle. "The celebration's not over yet, CAPTAIN Rob!" he added proudly.
The previous night at Rugby Practice, Mr Hargreaves, had announced the Rugby team captains for that year. Having been captain in Year 8, and a very good one too, it seemed likely Rob would continue in the role. However, much like Danny, there was some doubt as the other new boy in Year 9 was Jazz, who had been captain of the Year 8 team at his previous school. Eventually it was announced that Rob was remaining in the post, news that azz took incredibly well, mostly just proud to support one of his best friends.
"Sounds fun," Rob giggled back at Luke's unsubtle flirtation. "But if things don't go Danny's way, I wanna be around to make sure he's alright."
"Awww," Luke said, giving Rob a quick peck on the cheek. "That's really sweet," he said, then paused for a moment and added, "Maybe I'll go see if Jazz is interested instead then!"
"You mean our fuck buddy'?" Rob asked, pouting a little. The young couple had befriended Jazz during his visits the previous year, growing exceptionally close very quickly. The two had even dabbled with the idea of having the new boy join their relationship, but after their very first hook-up of the year, Jazz had referred to them both as his fuck buddies'. Both Rob and Luke had opted to stay quiet about their disappointment over the apparent disinterest in pursuing anything more serious. Rob shrugged as he said, "Sorry, he's at Music Club."
"Fuck my life," Luke groaned.
Down on the pitch, Danny stood scowling in the direction of the goal, where Mark had just made an epic save, getting a little applause from some of the other players watching.
"Wow, our new Danny's really good!" Mike said, deliberately leaning in close to Danny as he said it.
"Shut up Mikey!" Danny snapped angrily.
"It's Mike!" Mike insisted.
"It's Mike," Danny mocked in return. "Whatever! Shut up anyway!"
"Aww, old Danny's getting upset," Mike teased. "Sorry OLD Danny, I'll stop teasing you about NEW Danny!" He snorted with laughter as Danny looked ready to explode.
"Ease up a bit," Kyle interjected. While many of the boys from the other dorms tended to keep out of business of Danny, Mike and their friends, Kyle was one of the few outsiders who knew their dynamics well enough to actually get involved. As an eternal peacekeeper, he had found his skills sorely tested so far in the new term.
"Yeah," Adrian agreed quickly. "It's bad luck to kill a teammate in the first week!" he said with a smirk. Like Kyle, he was close to the boys of the other dorm, though unlike Kyle he tended to lean more towards antagonism than peace.
"Is it ever NOT bad luck to kill a teammate?" Kyle asked, frowning.
Danny rolled his eyes, frustrated at almost everything. "I gotta get out of here," he complained, walking away.
"Oh no, we lost our Danny. It's okay, we have a spare!" Mike called after him.
Danny looked back and flipped Mike off before he continued to storm away.
"Ah, there he is!" Mr Cunningham called out as Danny cleared the busy pitch. "Danny, you got a second?" he asked, beckoning him over.
Danny let out a sigh as he approached the teacher/team coach. He was stood with Aaron Moore, the boy who had been team captain the previous year. "Yes sir?" Danny said dejectedly as he stopped in front of them. He had a feeling he knew what was coming.
The teacher smiled and started, "Okay, so I know you had your heart set on going back in goal, but..."
"You're putting Mark in, aren't you!" Danny interrupted accusingly.
"I am, but..." Mr Cunningham started before Danny butted in again.
"Come on Sir, I know I've been out for a while but I'm JUST as good as he is. Possibly even better once I'm really settled back in!" Danny insisted.
"I know," Mr Cunningham nodded, "It's just that..."
"And I really don't think it's fair to make me lose my spot, just because I was in an accident that wasn't entirely my fault!" Danny butted in again, beginning to get desperate.
"I agree, but..."
Again Danny interjected. "And I could always..."
"Oh my god, shut the hell up!" Aaron snapped at him. He gave the teacher a shrug and said, "You're expected to be polite to him. I'm not!"
Mr Cunningham smirked, then looked to Danny and said, "I'm putting Mark in goal and that's my final answer!" As Danny went to speak again, he snapped, "Nuh!" and raised his hand before he went on, "I wanted to tell you privately rather than an announcement in front of the team because I know how strongly you feel about it, but also because..."
"Ugh, you're worried I'll make a scene or something," Danny huffed.
"No that's not it," Mr Cunningham insisted. "I want you out on the field more..."
"I shouldn't be on the field! I should be in goal!" Danny said, beginning to get angry, fists clenching.
"I want you on the field more because," the teacher started, raising his hand again as Danny went to interrupt once more, "Because I think you'll do a better job as captain if you're out on the pitch!"
"No, you're wrong I..." Danny started, then paused as it began to sink in. Staring from Aaron to Mr Cunningham and back a few times his brow furrowed heavily as he said, "Say what now?"
"Danny, I'm making you captain!" Mr Cunningham said bluntly.
"B... but... but... Aaron's the captain!" Danny stuttered, shaking his head as he looked to the other boy once more.
"Aaron WAS the captain!" Aaron said, shaking his head as he smirked at speaking about himself in the third person, "But Aaron hated it! I mean... I hated it, and I seriously sucked at it!"
"We won the tournament!" Danny said, confused.
"Yeah, and we did that DESPITE Aaron, not because of him," Mr Cunningham stated. "Sorry, bud," he added quietly to the other boy, patting him on the back.
Aaron smirked and nodded. "You're not wrong! That's why I wanted to stop!"
"But... why me?" Danny asked, absolutely bewildered.
"Who else could it be?" the teacher asked rhetorically with a slight chuckle. "Danny, you came back after your accident and even though you couldn't play, you never missed a single practice, you did everything you could to support the team, you came on away games even though you couldn't play. That shows some serious dedication. You've fought harder than anyone else here just to be on the team, which shows real drive. Most importantly though, you watched and you learned and you strategized. You didn't just sit on the bench watching the game, or criticising things we did wrong, you came up with ideas for plays, you helped guide the team to their wins, you supported Aaron when he struggled."
"Mate, you were the captain long before today!" Aaron nodded, stepping forward to place a hand on Danny's shoulder.
"Wow, I... erm... thank you Sir," Danny nodded, a little overwhelmed by the positive feedback. He looked to Aaron and asked, "You really okay with this?"
"Fucking delighted!" Aaron grinned, then flinched a little as he realised Mr Cunningham was staring at him for his colourful language. He shrugged and said, "What? I'm not captain anymore. I don't NEED to set a good example!"
"Hmm, we can discuss your language later," the teacher scowled. "For now, get back to it. I'll be doing formal announcements shortly." He smiled at Danny and said, "Congratulations, captain!" He offered his hand.
Danny shook it, grinning as the man walked off.
"Oh yeah, you should know the other captains have some... pretty twisted hazing rituals," Aaron said to him quietly. He looked Danny up and down as he smirked and said, "But knowing you, you'll fucking love it!"
A few minutes later, the six teams had gathered on the stands ready for Mr Cunningham's announcements. As usual, he started with Year 13 and worked down, though there was very little change in the elder teams aside from a few switched positions.
As Mr Cunningham reached the Year 9 team and started reeling off their positions, Mike leaned forward and said quietly to Danny, "Oh, NEW Danny's in goal. There's a shocker!"
Danny just rolled his eyes but didn't respond.
"And in a slight change," Mr Cunningham called out, "Taking up a new position as year nine captain, Danny Davies!"
The various teams burst into applause.
Danny leaned back a little, turned slightly to smirk at Mike and said loud enough for the boys around them to hear, "I think training's about to get PRETTY tough for certain members of the team!"
"Fuck!" Mike grunted, getting a laugh from several boys around them. With the applause and laughter dying down and Mr Cunningham moving onto the Year 8s, Mike leaned forward and whispered, "Congratulations!"
Danny reached back and patted Mike's leg, chuckling slightly. "Thanks mate," he whispered back, no actual ill will between them.
"Ahoy captain, permission to come aboard?" Luke asked with a snigger as he moved up to the side of his bed, staring down at Rob.
"I'm not that kind of captain," Rob chuckled. "But come anywhere you like!"
"Oh I intend to!" Luke giggled as he climbed onto the bed, straddling the younger boy.
Rob smiled but it quickly faded. Pouting, he said, "I can't believe Jazz blew us off to... blow someone else off!"
"Meh, it's his loss!" Luke said dismissively, letting his hands gently caress Rob's stomach.
Rob let out a gentle whimper at the spot Luke had chosen to caress, squirming slightly.
"Oh shut up," Luke said, shaking his head as he gave a bemused smile at Rob's lingering body-consciousness. "You know how sexy I think you are!"
"Yeah, I do," Rob said, smiling sweetly. While he was always a little self-conscious about his slight podge, Luke excelled at making him feel better about it.
"Besides, the rate you're growing you'll need that little bit extra just so you don't end up some scrawny beanpole!" Luke chuckled.
Rob sat up and put his arms around Luke, their faces almost touching as the older boy sat atop his lap. "Hey, I kinda like scrawny!" he said, his arms almost wrapping around him twice.
"Ugh, by the end of the year, you're probably gonna be taller than me," Luke pouted. "It's bad enough being one of the smallest in my year without having a younger boyfriend who towers over me!"
"You never know, you might be due a growth spurt. David shot up, like, ten centimetres over the summer. You could do that too!" Rob explained, then gave a wry smile as he giggled and said, "I can feel growth somewhere else already!" He wiggled a little, Luke's dick pressed between their bodies.
Luke gave a wicked chuckle and said, "Hey, I told ya... that's how sexy you are!"
"Clearly Jazz doesn't agree," Rob pouted.
"Ugh, don't ruin the mood," Luke grumbled, shaking his head.
"What? You can't say it doesn't bother you!" Rob said accusingly. "I know you like him every bit as much as I do!"
"Yeah, I LIKE him, but LOVE you!" Luke insisted. "Besides, I don't even know if I would've even wanted a three-way relationship. The more people are involved, the messier it can get. Look at your mates and how that went!"
Rob nodded thoughtfully as he considered the aftermath of Chris, Nicky and Mike's break-up.
"And it gets even worse with more. You heard about the guys in my year?" Luke asked, looking a little sad.
"Oh them," Rob said, nodding.
Polyamorous relationships were not unusual in the school, but one had proven more notable than others. Back in Year 7, Rob had learned about another dorm where all 8 boys had gotten together into one single relationship. It was one of those things he knew about but didn't really get to see directly. Considering how many boys lived in such close proximity, it was surprising how easy it was to be completely oblivious to the other lives around them.
"What about them?" Rob asked curiously.
"Well when we moved up here last year and they split into two dorms, thing got a bit... awkward. Four of them ended up splitting up from the other four," Luke explained.
"Lemme guess, the four in each dorm stayed together?" Rob guessed.
"Yup," Luke nodded. "Which sounded like a good arrangement, but things... got worse. Some of them started going on about how they were only together because they happened to share a dorm, while others disagreed. They spent more time arguing than not, but they came back after this summer and someone started talking about what happens next year when we move up to third floor into the two-person dorms and it sparked a whole new round of arguments. One of the dorms split up completely and we're expecting the other one to do the same any day now. It's messy as fuck!"
"Fuck!" Rob exclaimed. "Three years together, breaking up badly and then being stuck in the same dorm. That's gonna be awkward as hell. Makes my dorm's shit look kinda tame by comparison!"
"Rob, seriously," Luke sniggered, shaking his head. "No chance. On the scale that ridiculous drama is measured, there isn't a number at the top, there's just a picture of your freaking dorm!"
"We're not THAT bad!" Rob said defensively. As Luke stared at him, eyebrows raised he rolled his eyes and said, "Fine, we WERE that bad but... we're better now. We've totally got our shit together!"
Luke continued to stare, looking unconvinced.
"Whatever, why are we even talking about this stuff instead of getting naked and doing fun things?" Rob asked, letting his hands roam Luke's chest.
"I think it's cos you were complaining to your BOYFRIEND that the guy you like doesn't like you back!" Luke said a little pointedly.
Rob blushed and squirmed a little as he considered it from that perspective. "Oh, fair point. Sorry about that, I'll stop. And... erm... I love you too!" he said, feeling bad for not saying it back earlier. He leaned in and pulled Luke into a kiss.
They flopped back onto the bed, still kissing. Their embrace continued as their hands found their way to each other's dicks beginning to stroke them eagerly.
As Luke pulled out of the kiss slightly, moving his mouth down to Rob's neck, Rob moaned happily for a moment then asked, "D'you...still wanna do butt stuff?"
Luke huffed as he pulled back. "Is this about Jazz again?" he asked moodily. So far, the young couple had done very little exploration into the world of anal pleasure, aside from their time with Jazz, who was an expert an anal self-stimulation.
"No!" Rob said, defensively, shaking his head. "No, it's really not," he insisted, slightly taken aback by Luke's tone. "I just... well I know we kinda played a bit that one time when I..."
"Fingered me?" Luke said with a smirk.
"Yeah, that," Rob giggled. "I didn't know if it was something you maybe wanted more of!"
Luke thought for a moment and frowned, then shook his head. "Nah, well... not no. Like, if we're making out and a finger... ends up somewhere, I won't freak out," he said, smiling and blushing at the same time, "But that stuff kinda feels like a..." he paused again, realising he was about to say something he had just been ready to admonish Rob for.
"A Jazz thing?" Rob asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, kinda," Luke answered a little sheepishly. "Sorry," he pouted.
"It's okay," Rob replied, leaning in for a brief kiss.
Luke smiled, the kiss genuinely making things better. "Why?" he asked curiously. "Is it something YOU wanna do?"
Rob shook his head. "Nah, it was... fun, but I prefer other stuff. Did ya know that apparently, like, half of all guys who do it with guys don't even do bum stuff?" Rob asked, repeating a fact he had been told by a dormmate some time ago.
"I actually did know that," Luke nodded. "Nice to know which half we're in!" he chuckled. "But how does our half feel about blow jobs?"
Rob rolled onto his back and placed his hands behind his head as he hummed thoughtfully for a moment. "I'm not completely sure, we should probably test that, just to find out!" he said cheerfully.
Chris sat with his knees pulled up to his chest, his arms folded across them and his chin resting on top. He was beneath one of the large oak trees on the back lawn behind the Home Building, staring at the treeline of the woodlands twenty metres ahead of him. He had been there for a while now and had gotten so good at blocking out the background noise of other boys nearby and yells from the distant rugby pitch that he didn't even hear the person approaching until he heard a cheerful, "Hey Chris!"
"FUCK!" he yelped out, almost jumping clear of the ground for a moment as he toppled sideways and looked at the figure towering over him. "You twat!" he grumbled, shaking his head at his mentor.
"Fuck me, did ya leave your manners in year eight or something?" Brian asked, smirking as he sat down next to where Chris had just been.
Taking a few deep breaths to calm himself, Chris sat back up, reluctantly sniggering at his own reaction as Brian just watched. "Did ya want something?" Chris asked, a little more pointed than he had intended it.
"Nah, just came to scare the crap outta you! My work here is done!" Brian said, starting to stand up before he sniggered and dropped back down again. "Kidding. Do I NEED to want something? Can't I just check in on you now and then?"
Chris' brow furrowed as he looked at Brian. Their mentor/mentee relationship often looked quite weak when compared to some of the others around them. Danny was as close to Joseph as it was possible to get. Rob, David and Mike all had proper `big brother' type bonds with their mentors. Even Nicky, who had dated and subsequently broken up with Will had managed to remain relatively close. Brian and Chris, in reality, were probably as closely bonded as Danny and Joseph, they just chose not to outwardly show it, their love for each other silent but strong. It meant they knew each other too well to really conceal anything from each other.
"Fine, whatever, I'm worried about your whole..." Brian started, then gestured to the woods as he finished, "...thing!"
"You don't need to be worried. I'm fine!" Chris insisted. Admittedly he had completely broken down a couple of days earlier at the prospect of going into the woods, but that surely wasn't THAT big a deal!
"Great, wanna go for a walk in the woods?" Brian asked casually.
Chris' eyes narrowed at the utterly unsubtle goading. "Oh whatever," he huffed. "Then I guess I'm not... fine! But I'm dealing with it, okay!"
"Are you?" Brian asked incredulously.
"Yes!" Chris insisted.
"ARE you?" Brian asked, one eyebrow raising.
"YES!" Chris snapped.
Brian paused for a moment, then let his eyes narrow as he asked, "But... ARE you?"
"Fuck off," Chris huffed in sheer exasperation, then looked a little sheepish as he huffed and said, "Okay, whatever, no I'm not!"
The two sat in silence for a few moments, Brian giving Chris the chance to think and, if he wanted to, talk. When it became apparent he didn't have anything to offer up freely, Brian said softly, "It was just after lunch when they finally told me you were missing."
Chris looked round at his mentor curiously. The day of the accident was the worst day of Chris' life, but he actually knew surprisingly little about what else had gone on while he had been lost and trapped.
Brian sighed softly. "A bunch of us insisted on helping search for you, so we were all out there in the woods trying to find you," he explained. "I don't think I've been as scared of anything before as I was in there, looking for you both," he explained, nodding to the forest. "I don't know if Blane ever told you, but... when it started to get dark, and they made the students stop looking for fear we'd get lost too... me and him... we nearly got into a fistfight over it! I swear, I was ready to go for him, because it felt like he was stopping me from finding you both!"
"He... never mentioned that," Chris said quietly, though he hadn't really spoken about that day with his big brother any more than he had with Brian.
"It was only cos Joe was there to look after me that I didn't completely go to pieces," Brian went on, feeling inordinately uncomfortable to be sharing so openly. "Ya know, I care about a LOT of guys at this school, but there's only three who I could honestly say that I love. That's Danny, Joseph and... you!"
Chris almost teased him for the comment but held back, nodding gently.
"Those woods almost took two of the people I love from me. And for a while on that day, I was sure they had... so I know a bit about associating a place with a bad experience," Brian said, a little shakily. He sighed heartily and glanced at Chris as he continued on, "But I know what I went through was... nothing, compared to what you and Danny experienced."
"It's not nothing," Chris insisted, shuffling to the side to lean against his mentor.
Brian smiled at the gesture, slipping his arm around Chris. "Look, I feel nauseous thinking about going in there, so I can almost imagine how you must feel... almost." Brian said quietly.
"Is there a point to this?" Chris asked. "Sorry, not being bitchy, it's just... you know I'm not that quick!"
"You're plenty quick, dickhead!" Brian scowled at the boy. "But I guess my point is... that I just didn't want you to think you were alone in struggling with this stuff. I feel like as your mentor I should have the answers and be all, like, `this is how you fix it', but I don't. I wish I did, but for now, I'm just hoping that... not being alone can help!"
Chris slipped his arm around the older boy's waist and cuddled up against him, a rare moment pf physical intimacy between the two as he sighed and said, "It does. Thank you!"
"I attack your life points directly," Rob declared excitedly as he threw down a Yu-Gi-Oh card in front of Luke, "Aaaaand... you're dead!" The two were sat facing each other on Luke's bed, playing the game.
"Ugh," Luke groaned. "I'd be pissed, but that was actually a good move!" he said with reluctant admiration.
"PURE luck!" Rob giggled. "I only just drew that card and it totally saved my skin."
Luke looked scandalised. "Damn, you're good at bluffing!" he said with mild concern. "I'm gonna have to watch you!"
"Watch me as much as you like," Rob giggled playfully. "Shame we weren't playing Strip Yu-Gi-Oh!"
"Oh my god, you can't be horny again ALREADY?" Luke smirked, shaking his head.
Just as Rob was about to make a move on his boyfriend, there was a gentle knock on the door as a familiar voice called out, "Safe to come in?"
"Yeah!" Luke shouted back.
"Unfortunately," Rob muttered, getting a giggle from his boyfriend.
As the door opened, the dorm's newest member walked in – James Taylor, former member of Rob's dorm! "Oh," he said, slightly awkwardly as he spotted his old roommate. "I didn't realise you still had company. I'll come back later," he said politely.
"It's okay, we're just hanging out," Luke insisted, trying to remain as welcoming as possible. He knew it could be tough to change dorms, not that it happened often, but it wasn't totally unheard of.
What made James' move all the more difficult was that he hadn't just switch dorms, he had switched Year groups too, skipping Years 9 and 10 entirely to move into Year 11 with Luke and his dormmates.
"Hey James," Rob said, smiling sincerely. "Not seen you around. How's life up on the second floor?"
James shrugged. "Like life on the first floor, but a few metres higher!" he said casually.
Rob smirked, unsure if the other boy was being funny or flippant. "Enjoying year eleven so far?"
James casually strolled over to his own bed and sat on it. "It's... an adjustment," he nodded thoughtfully.
"He's doing great," Luke said happily, smiling at his new dormmate. "Already running circles around most of us!"
"He only means academically," James corrected the other boy. "Believe me, I'm not out-running anyone physically!"
Once again Rob was unsure whether it was a simple statement of fact or an attempt at humour, but he laughed anyway. "I'm glad you're getting on okay," he said with a happy nod. The smile dropped a little as he asked cautiously, "Have you... spoken to David since we got back?"
James just shrugged. "He made it clear he doesn't want to talk to me, so I'm respecting that," he explained.
Rob glanced at Luke briefly. They had discussed James a few times now, with Luke seeking Rob's knowledge of the occasionally-peculiar boy in helping with the new living arrangements. Luke just shook his head, so Rob didn't probe any further. Instead, he gathered up his cards and climbed off the bed. "Well, I should probably be going anyway," he said before leaning down to give Luke a quick kiss. "Nice seeing you, James. We should catch up again soon!" he said as he headed out of the dorm.
"Sure," James said non-committally.
The message Danny received was bizarrely familiar to him, inviting him to meet behind the Sports Complex. It was just the same as the one received two days earlier from his mentor, though that meeting had gone horribly wrong after Chris' total breakdown over the prospect of going into the woods.
This message had come from Theo Booth, the Year 13 football captain. Based on the `warning' Aaron had given him, Danny suspected this was the beginning of his hazing for his new role as captain. As he headed along for the meeting, he found himself just a few paces behind a younger boy who he recognised as the newly-elected Year 8 football team captain.
"Hey," Danny called out, waiting a moment as the boy jumped a little then looked round nervously. "You get an invite from Theo too?"
"Oh," the Year 8 boy replied, then realised how his expression must have looked and quickly gave a smile. "Yeah, yes, I did!" he nodded as Danny caught up to him. "Erm... hi, I'm Harry!" he introduced himself.
Danny gave an unintentional frown as he looked the boy up and down. They boy was Asian, Danny knew that much, but felt a slight hint of awkwardness at not quite being sure which country, before ultimately reasoning it didn't matter anyway.
"I know what you're thinking," Harry said with a smirk. "I don't look like a Harry!"
"Oh, no," Danny said, shaking his head. "Well, a little, but my friend Adrian's half-Korean and half-Filipino and, well... he's called Adrian, so..." he shrugged.
"Oh yeah, I know him from Asian club!" Harry nodded.
"There's an Asian club?" Danny asked in surprise, then blushed as he caught onto the sarcasm and said to himself, "No, of course there isn't an Asian club, you dickhead!"
Harry laughed as they walked down the side of the building. "My name's actually Haru, my parents are Japanese, but everyone calls me Harry!"
"Oh, cool," Danny nodded, still a little embarrassed. "Oh yeah, I'm..."
"Danny Davies!" Harry quickly interjected, then smirked and said, "Yeah, I know!"
Danny frowned and said quietly, "I don't know if that's good or bad!"
"Oh, all good!" Harry assured him. "I totally know you for how good you are at studying and not at all for the embarrassing public nudity," he teased, smirking for a moment as he continued, "Or the..." he paused, eyes widening as he realised he was about to joke about something he wasn't sure he should joke about.
"The... horrific and life-threatening accident?" Danny said with a wry grin.
"Yeah, that," Harry nodded coyly. "Sorry," he apologised sheepishly.
"Chill, it's all good," Danny assured him as they rounded the corner.
"Oh, here's two more!" Theo called out as the two boys appeared.
Danny smiled over at the Year 13 captain. While he hadn't had a great deal of time to process his new role and what it might mean to his social life, his schedule or his life at Kingswood in general, one thing he was inordinately glad about was that it meant getting to see a bit more of Theo.
While Danny enjoyed the sight of pretty much any student in the locker room, Theo was certainly one of the more memorable. When Danny first saw him, he had been a fairly well-built fifteen-year-old, but now two years later he was on the verge of turning eighteen and very much looked it. With a build that truly showed the hours he put into his sports and gym time, flawless golden-brown skin and a smile that could stop traffic, it was safe to say he was a frequent participant in many-a-student's wank fantasies.
"Welcome, new captains!" a slightly younger student said from beside Theo. "I'm Miles," he introduced himself. They both recognised him as the captain of the Year 11 team.
A third boy was stood with them. He smiled at Danny and got the same in return. "Hey Danny," he said cheerfully.
"Hey Andy," Danny replied happily, glad to see a familiar face. The sixteen-year-old was one of Brian and Joseph's closest friends, as well as mentor to Mike. As with all the mentors of his dormmates, Danny had gotten to know him pretty well in their two years at the school. He had held the role of his Year's football team captain for years now. "This is Harry!" Danny introduced the younger boy to all three of the older captains.
"Oh, you already know each other?" Theo asked, glad to see the captains connecting well.
"Oh yeah, me and ol' Harry here, we go way back!" Danny said, putting an arm around the younger boy's shoulders with a snigger.
"I'm not late!" a voice suddenly called from behind as a slightly breathless fourteen-year-old ran up to them. "I'm not late!" he repeated as he reached Danny and Harry. Panting to catch his breath he held out his phone and said breathlessly, "See... exactly... on time!"
"And that's Austin, who has already been warned if he doesn't improve his timekeeping, he's in trouble!" Theo said sternly. "Come on, let's go!" It got a shrug and smirk from the breathless new arrival.
As they all started walking along, Danny gave Harry a quick smile as he moved away then sidled up to Andy and asked, "So is this... the same as what we were meant to do on Thursday night?"
Andy thought for a moment, unsure if he should reveal what was ahead, but as he realised their plans earlier in the week had stalled before any details were even revealed he figured it wasn't really a spoiler. "Yeah, pretty much!" he said, then nodded to the woods and asked, "You gonna be okay? Brian and Joe both asked me to keep an eye on you!"
Danny smiled at the protectiveness of his mentor and boyfriend, then nodded back and said, "Yeah, I should be okay."
"Good. Is... Chris doing okay?" Andy asked. He had been as concerned as the rest of the mentors by Chris' emotional breakdown.
"I don't know," Danny admitted sadly. "He can be surprisingly hard to read sometimes. But he's working on it!"
"Good," Andy replied with a gentle nod. "So anyway, congratulations on making captain," Andy said cheerfully as they reached the treeline, the two chattering as they followed the other.
A few minutes' walk later, they broke into the clearing that housed their destination.
"Woah, what IS this place?" Danny asked as they approached the small gothic building.
"Creepy as fuck, that's what it is!" Harry muttered to him. "If I don't make it out of here alive, tell my dorm they're all dicks and I never liked them anyway!" he said with a smirk.
"Likewise," Danny giggled as they followed the older boys into the building.
"So this place is part of an older version of Kingswood," Theo explained as they gathered in the entrance vestibule. "Kingswood is SO much older than most people realise and some of it's lost to time, but other bits, like this, we still keep as part of our heritage."
Danny shuddered heavily. As Harry looked at him curiously he whispered, "Nothing, never mind, just... kinda realised something. Not important now!"
Theo led the way into the next room, the wall lights, made to look like flaming torches, flickered to life and bathed the room in an ominous low glow. Eight chairs sat in a circle around a central pedestal which housed a large chalice.
"Oh my god," Harry muttered. "Are we about to drink the blood of a virgin or something?" he asked, getting a laugh from the older boys.
"Yeah, so Danny's safe!" Andy sniggered, playfully nudging the younger boy.
"Not cool," Danny scowled, but it quickly gave way to a smirk.
"Okay lads, let's short-hand this. We're here to induct you two into the brotherhood of captains. Clothes off, crack one out, cum in the cup. Got it?" Theo instructed. As a couple of the other captains looked at him with a frown he shrugged and said, "Look, it's bad enough we gotta say the thing after. No point fannying about before it too. Come on, get to it, fellas!"
"Fuck yeah!" Danny declared excitedly, half-naked before most of the others had even moved. Being seen wanking was always a bit of a thrill for Danny, but the real excitement now came from seeing the other five students strip and masturbate. As he grabbed at his underwear, he hesitated for a moment as he felt a slight churning in his stomach. He looked at Harry who was undressing much more slowly. Somehow, being seen by a younger boy was somewhat less appealing... or rather, embarrassing in the non-sexy way. He shook his head to clear it and pushed through, doffing his underwear and putting it with the pile of clothes behind the chair he was taking.
Danny's cock was already rigid as his fingers wrapped around it. His eyes roamed the room as the other boys took to their seats, naked now. Austin, Miles and Andy were all hot in their own ways – Miles was cute, Andy had a great body, Auston had a big dick - but Theo was absolutely the hottest of the bunch. The low light from the nearest torch was at the perfect angle to highlight every muscular curve of his body, while his hand grasped a dick that was easily in contention for one of the biggest in school (based on Danny's extensive research which primarily consisted of lingering in locker and shower rooms longer than was necessary).
While Danny had little interest in younger boys, he couldn't help taking a look at the cute twelve-year-old beside him. His torso was largely featureless, just a mass of tawny skin over muscles that had yet to develop. While Harry was obviously developed enough to be able to ejaculate, proven by his lack of school chastity device, it looked like that may have been a fairly recent development. His small dick was completely concealed by the hand wrapped around it, while the few dark pubes at its base could probably be counted on one hand.
"You okay?" Danny whispered to the Year 8 boy.
Harry nodded back at him.
"Nervous?" Danny asked intuitively.
Harry looked round slightly, then across the circle to the older boys and back to Danny as he nodded again.
Danny stood up, tried to lift the chair but realised how heavy the massive wooden seat was and instead started to drag it towards the younger boy. It let out an ear-piercing screech as it slid across the floor. Getting a glare from some of the older boys, Danny just shrugged at them and continued. Stopping with the chair right next to Harry, he sat down on it. "I'm nervous too," he lied as he whispered to the boy. "Let's be nervous together and get through it, `kay?"
Harry grinned broadly and nodded back at Danny, stroking his dick a little more confidently.
Despite their earlier disapproving glares, the older captains all exchanged a mix of amused smirks and proud nods at the younger boy's support of his junior.
As Danny continued to wank, he couldn't help notice the boy at his side was unashamedly staring at his body, especially his dick. While it still felt a little uncomfortable being seen by someone younger, the admiration certainly helped bolster his excitement.
"Ugh," Austin grunted before jumping to his feet. He continued stroking as he moved up to the pedestal then grabbed the chalice and aimed his dick into it. He let out a series of low guttural moans as he spurted his load into it.
"That's Austin. Last to arrive but first to cum, every time!" Andy teased.
"Shut up and wank..." Austin snapped, hesitating a moment to try and think of an insult before adding a very weak, "...you wanker!"
"Literally the point," Andy sniggered back.
Danny laughed at the exchange but mostly because in that moment, he saw so much of Mike in his mentor.
"Anyone want help?" Austin asked as he replaced the chalice and stood looking round the room.
Danny looked at Harry who just shook his head, looking nervous. Giving a slight smile back, he decided to give the boy a treat as he said, "I wouldn't say no!"
"Yeah, he doesn't know how to!" Andy teased, sounding more and more like Mike.
"I don't know if I'm meant to be respectful to you older captains," Danny said back with a frown as Austin quickly moved over and dropped to his knees. "But fuck you very much!"
"Ha, any time you like!" Andy laughed back.
"Hey, come on lads, this is meant to be a bonding thing!" Theo insisted.
"He knows I'm just..." Danny started, but the last word was lost as he let out a moan. Austin's lips had wrapped around his dick, sucking on it eagerly.
To his side, Harry let out a quiet whimper as he sat staring down at the fourteen-year-old sucking on Danny's dick.
"And hey, no getting carried away," Theo called out. "He's meant to cum in the cup, not you!"
Austin just raised a hand and gave a thumbs-up without removing his mouth from Danny's cock.
The rest of the boys continued their stroking, accompanied by the gentle slurps of Austin on Danny. "You ready?" Andy asked, looking to Miles beside him.
"Good to go," Miles panted, the two seemingly synchronising.
At the same time, both boys stood up and rushed to the middle. Miles held the cup between them and Andy raised a hand to grasp onto the younger boy's shoulder as they leaned against each other and stroked out their loads into the revered receptacle.
Panting heavily, the two teens gave each other a grin, a quick kiss and then returned to their seats, the chalice back on the pedestal.
"Austin, stop," Danny suddenly called out, gently shoving the older boy away. He ran to the middle and barely managed to get his erection aimed into the chalice in time for the cum to flow. "Fuck, that was close," he muttered as his cock twitched its way through the rest of his orgasm. As he went to place the cup down he saw Harry jump up. "Here you go," he said, handing it to the Year 8 boy.
"Thanks," Harry said breathlessly. He aimed his little prick in and dribbled out his tiny load into the growing pool in the bottom.
"Okay, boss man, your turn!" Andy grinned, looking to Theo, the only one yet to cum.
"Just waiting for you all to finish," he said with a confident smile. He stood and strode to the middle, then let out a grunt of sheer enjoyment as his massive dick spat up its load, aiming carefully to avoid most of it splashing back out, a lesson he had learned many years back! "Okay guys, gather round," he said, catching his breath.
"We're not... doing what I think we're doing, are we?" Harry asked nervously.
"That really depends," Andy said back with a smirk.
"On what?" the youngest boy asked timidly.
"On what you think we're doing," Andy laughed.
"Okay, let's get this done!" Theo instructed. "All of you, repeat after me. We enter now this sacred brotherhood!"
"We enter now this sacred brotherhood!" the others repeated, Danny and Harry both looking a little lost.
"Sworn to secrecy, pledged to unity and promised to honesty. We drink from this cup to share the seed of life, to bond us as one," Theo continued, ignoring the slight whimper from Harry at the mention of the word `drink'.
Theo raised the cup to his mouth and took a sip, then passed it round, gradually going from Captain to Captain until Danny held it.
Looking down at the small puddle in the bottom, he inhaled slightly, taking in the shared scent of the six loads, then raised the chalice and tasted it. He was becoming somewhat of a cum connoisseur and the mix of so many different loads made for an unusual and exciting combination. Realising he was probably lingering on the moment a little long, he handed the cup to Harry.
Harry looked round at the five older students, frowned a little and said, "Ah fuck it, why not!" and raised it to take his sip, not letting his nerves get the better of him. "Ugh," he gagged as he lowered the cup, getting a laugh from the group.
Theo gestured for Harry to put the cup back on the pedestal then stated, "The bond is made. We leave this place sworn brothers, now and forever!" The older boys began to clap and cheer, the two younger ones quickly joining in.
As the noise died down Danny looked round with a devilish grin, then pointed to the chalice and asked, "Is anyone gonna finish that?"
"Oh," Mr Trent exclaimed as he saw the lone boy sat in dorm 1.09. He had been drawn in by the sound of quiet guitar music. "I thought you'd be at movie night with everyone else!" he said as he approached Nicky.
Nicky shook his head as he placed down his guitar. "Nah, I'm... kinda giving some of the guys some space," he explained.
"I see," Mr Trent nodded, sitting down casually on the arm of one of the other sofas. "Well I'm glad I've run into you anyway. I noticed you haven't asked to use my shower and yet..." he paused to lean closer and sniff over-exaggeratedly, "You don't stink like a... well, like a teenager, no offense!"
Nicky giggled at the slight insult. "None taken," he said, still sniggering. "And no, I... kinda started using the shower room!"
"Wow, big step!" Mr Trent said, looking genuinely impressed. "How you finding it?"
"Fucking terrifying!" Nicky said, his eyes quickly widening as he realised he had sworn in front of the teacher. "Sorry," he said a little awkwardly.
"It's okay," Mr Trent smiled. "I saw you had an appointment with Dr Arkwright yesterday. Everything still going well there?"
Nicky nodded, looking thoughtful for a moment. "We talked about..."
"Woah, hold up," Mr Trent said, raising his hand. "I wasn't asking under the expectation of being told anything. You don't have to tell me anything you don't want to, remember!" he insisted.
"I know, and I appreciate," Nicky said happily. "But I want to, if that's okay. I mean... you kinda got me started on all this and, talking to you was always helpful," he explained.
Mr Trent smiled as he nodded. "Thank you, I'm glad I could help. Go on then," the teacher urged him.
"Well over the summer, the Doc asked me to speak to Matt, just... ya know, saying anything I might have wanted to tell him," Nicky said, frowning a little.
"Hmmm," Mr Trent hummed. He had been with Nicky the first time he had tried to do that at the end of the previous year. It had ended in a lot of tears. "How did it go?" he asked cautiously.
"About as well as before," Nicky said with a slightly embarrassed smirk. "So instead I wrote to him. Every week. Just kinda... telling him about this place and my friends and the things I've done and the stuff I've screwed up. Just... filling him in on my life and what he's missed." As the teacher looked at him expectantly, he explained, "It was tough. I nearly broke my laptop a few times getting tears on the keyboard, but... it helped... I think."
"Yeah?" Mr Trent asked, looking positive.
Nicky nodded. "Everything with Matt... before, it all just felt so big but now it's like every time I do one of these things... ya know, writing to him, or... looking at myself in the mirror, being seen in the showers," He paused to sigh contentedly. "It makes those big things feel a little bit smaller and that makes them a bit easier to live with!"
Mr Trent smiled proudly, thinking for a few moments to let it sink in before h eventually offered up, "I hope you realise just how well you're doing. This is some tough stuff you're dealing with and you're handling it so well."
Nicky shrugged. "If I'd handled it well from the start, I wouldn't be such a mess, but... yeah, I get what you're saying. Thank you, sir!"
The teacher stood up, held out his arms and said, "Come here!"
Nicky stood and blushed a little as he moved in, hugging the man.
As Mr Trent let go and smiled at the boy, who already stood a little taller than him, he said softly, "My door's still always open for you. I hope you know that!"
"I do," Nicky smiled.
"Good. Now I'm just doing my rounds. You're welcome to join me if you don't fancy sitting here on your own!" Mr Trent offered.
"Yeah, I'd like that!" Nicky said happily.
They wandered out of the dorm, chatting casually as they roamed the first floor. As they reached the far end of the winding corridor, they could hear loud chatter coming from dorm 1.05, Nicky's old dorm.
"Ah, more of you not at movie night!" Mr Trent declared as he peered through the open door.
Nicky smiled a little awkwardly at the dorm's occupants. The eight boys had bullied Nicky a little the previous year, though that had stopped and they had all given very sincere apologies for their actions.
"Hey Nicky!" Angel said happily, jumping to his feet as he saw the boy beside Mr Trent.
"Oh charming. No hi Mr Trent?" the teacher asked, shaking his head disapprovingly.
"Hi Mr Trent!" all eight boys chorused slightly mockingly before bursting into giggles.
"Mmm-huh," the teacher hummed, concealing his amusement. "And should I ask what you guys are up to?"
"Not much. Just didn't fancy tonight's movie," Froggy explained. The twelve-year-old, like the rest of the dorm, had been given a nickname in Year 7. His given name was Nathan Hopkins. "You training to be the new Mr Trent?" he asked with a grin as he looked at Nicky.
"Nah, just... hanging out," Nicky said a little awkwardly.
"Wanna hang out with us instead?" Angel asked eagerly.
"Yes. Yes he does!" Mr Trent said, nudging the boy forward.
"Wow, couldn't wait to be rid of me!" Nicky grumbled, giving a slight grin to the man.
"I'm not even gonna deny it," the teacher replied. "Gotta go, bye, see ya, have fun!" he called out, running out of the room for comedic effect.
"Make room, dickheads!" Angel called out. As a couple of the boys shifted round on the sofas, Angel gestured to the vacant spot and said, "Grab a seat!"
"You don't... have to hang out with me," Nicky said shyly. He never did that well around new people, and while he knew most of the boys a little, they were not really what he would call friends yet.
"Shut up, slag," Angel said with a grin. "Sit down!"
"Yes sir," Nicky chuckled playfully as he saluted and sat in the vacant spot.
"I still think it's unfair you have shower cubicles up here!" Danny grumbled, raising his hand to reach back and blindly grope at Brian who was wrapped around him from behind.
"Why, you miss having more private places to get off with guys?" Brian asked with a snigger.
Danny huffed briefly, then shook his head as he turned to face Brian, keeping the older teen's arm around him as he moved. "Nah, I don't want cubicles back on my floor, I want them gone from this one. Sixty naked year twelve and thirteen students... who wouldn't wanna see that!" Danny said with a coy grin.
Brian laughed and leaned in, pressing his forehead and nose against the shorter boy's for a moment before pursing his lips to make them meet Danny's. "You're too cute," he giggled.
"And you're too sexy!" Danny growled back. He let out a gentle mew as he said, "Ugh. Now I'm imagining sixty of you showering in here without cubicles!"
"I'd ask if you're enjoying the thought," Brian started, then reached down to grasp Danny's erection, "But I don't think I need to..."
"Oh, yeah," Danny smirked. "To be fair, that's mostly from thinking about that whole thing I did earlier," he explained, then blushed a little as he said, "And doing it with the rest of the dorm! I can't believe that's what you were taking us to do!"
"And we still want to... if we can ever get Chris into the woods!" Brian said, frowning thoughtfully as his hands blindly roamed Danny's torso.
Danny caressed Brian back as they stood together. "I could just tell him what's waiting for him. Group wank and collective cum eating! He'd probably run there!" Danny said with a grin.
"No!" Brian snapped sharply, then immediately apologised, "Sorry, too harsh?"
"Just a bit," Danny pouted.
"It's just... it's a tradition, taking new year nines there for the ritual. You know how important tradition is round here. That whole ritual's meant to be a surprise... unless you're a captain, obviously!" Brian explained. "You're not meant to tell anyone who's not been! Like, the dorms who've already done it, they're sworn to secrecy until you've all been through it. Same way they can't tell you about..." he stopped, almost slipping up.
Danny's eyes slowly widened. "About what?" he asked curiously. As Brian looked inordinately annoyed at himself, Danny demanded, "Come on, what can't they tell us? I've been through it, so I already know!"
"No you don't. The captain ritual is JUST for, like, bonding and shit. The one you do with your dorm, it's... fuck, you know I can't say, but there's more to it!" Brian said, then pouted a little as he pleaded, "Please don't ask any more. I hate saying no to you!"
Danny frowned, now feeling too guilty to keep probing. He quickly changed to a smile as he said, "Oh really, then I'll ask a different question. Wanna fuck?"
"No!" Brian answered, then smirked and said, "Hey, that's easier than I thought!"
"Oh ha ha," Danny replied flatly.
"Just kidding. Obviously it's a yes!" Brian said, grabbing Danny's hips to pull him close, their dicks pressing against each other.
Danny raised his hand to caress Brian's chest. As the older boy looked down at it, he smiled and grabbed it, holding it between them for a moment as he gently fiddled with the ring Danny wore. "I like this," Brian said dreamily as he stared at it. It was a promise ring Brian had given him for their one-year anniversary. He wore one too,
"Me too," Danny agreed with a sincere smile.
"I like knowing you're mine. No matter how many guys you do, you're still mine!" Brian said, smiling sweetly.
Danny huffed. "People keep saying stuff like that," he pouted.
"Erm," Brian said, a little torn on which way to go. "Weren't you having a circle jerk with five other guys, like, an hour ago?"
Danny went to argue, his mouth opening for a moment before he closed it and huffed again. "Fine, whatever. Let's just do this!"
"Hey," Brian said, releasing the hand stroke Danny's cheek instead. "It's okay, I'm not saying it like it's a bad thing. You know how hot I think it is!"
"Yeah," Danny sighed. "I guess!"
"We okay?" Brian asked, dipping his head a little to force eye contact with Danny.
Danny nodded, then raised his head and smiled. "So what you're saying is I'm a slut, but I'm YOUR slut!" he giggled.
"Exactly!" Brian said cheerfully.
"Aww, you two are too cute!" Joseph suddenly called out from the next cubicle.
"Joe. What the fuck!" Brian called out angrily. "When did you get here?" he asked. He had been convinced they were alone. "What are you doing?"
"What am I doing here? I feel like `showering' is too easy an answer!" Joseph replied, getting a snigger from Danny, who received a glare from Brian for it.
"Well... hurry up and get out!" Brian demanded.
"No chance, we're waiting for you two to fuck so we can enjoy the show!" Joseph said with an audible snigger.
"We?" Brian asked angrily.
"Yeah, I got Ian with me," Joseph explained. A few months earlier, Joseph had started a relationship with a boy from another school called Ian. While he had applied to take one of the vacant spots in Danny's year, he had been unsuccessful but the relationship with Joseph remained strong. "Say hi to him!" he called out, a hand appearing over the top of the partition holding a phone.
As Brian pulled Danny in front of him to cover up, they stared up to see Ian on screen. "Hey guys, looking good," he sniggered. "Oh come on Brian, like I haven't seen it before!"
"You two need to fuck off, right now!" Brian snapped.
"Ugh, you are NO fun," Joseph grumbled as he pulled the phone back.
"Oop, bye!" Ian called out as he disappeared from view.
"Come on babe, let's go," Joseph said, leaving the cubicle.
Danny stared at Brian, very clearly holding back a smirk.
"Don't encourage him!" Brian growled. "God I hate that guy sometimes!"
"Nah, you love him!" Danny insisted, letting his hands begin to roam Brian's chest once again.
Brian shook his head. "It's possible to love someone and hate them at the same time!"
"Such a complex guy, aren't you!" Danny sniggered. "Now get your dick in me already!" he added flatly.
Brian grabbed a handful of Danny's hair, pulled him into a rough, brief kiss then turned him around and pressed him against the tiled wall.
"Fuck yeah," Danny growled as he felt slippery fingers probing at his hole for a moment.
"Beg for it," Brian whispered to him.
"Please," Danny moaned.
"Do better!" Brian said firmly, his lips grazing Danny's ear.
"Ugh, please, please fuck me," Danny whispered back.
"More!" Brian insisted, thrusting two fingers inside the boy.
"OH GOD, PLEASE, FUCK ME, PLEEEEEEEASE!" Danny yelled out, almost regretting that there was nobody else in the shower room now to hear it.
"That's more like it," Brian growled, pressing his dick against Danny's lubed hole. Applying a little pressure, the tip pushed past the ring and inside him. "Enough?" he asked playfully.
"More," Danny whimpered.
Brian pushed in a little more the repeated, "Enough?"
"Mnnnh," Danny moaned. "More!"
A little further in, Brian asked, "Now?"
"Fuuuck, just gimme it all," Danny whimpered, pressing back against him.
Brian wrapped his arms around Danny and pulled him closer, thrusting his hips forward at the same time to fully impale the boy on his dick.
"Ahhh yeah," Danny chuckled contentedly. He tilted his head back a little and asked impishly, "More?"
Brian snorted with laughter then buried his face in Danny's neck, kissing and licking it as he began to fuck him.
Despite having cum not much earlier, Danny's dick remained rigid as he got pounded into the wall, a hand slipping between his body and the wet tiles to grope at his erection.
"What happens... after the ritual?" Danny asked breathlessly as Brian's pace reached its zenith.
"Nice try, ya lil fucker," Brian giggled, knowing the boy often used their fucks to catch him in a moment of mental weakness as he focused on the feeling of his dick inside Danny.
"Worth a shot!" Danny giggled. "Speaking of shots, I'm gonna!"
"Yeah, me too," Brian replied happily, continuing his quick thrusts. As he leaned bodily against Danny, pinning him to the wall, he felt the boy's ring clenching as he ejaculated, taking him over the edge to his own climax at the same time, one load entering Danny, another leaving.
He stood nibbling at Danny's neck until they had both caught their breaths.
"That was fun," Brian cooed happily as they stood holding each other.
"Yeah," Danny agreed. "I kinda don't wanna move," he said as he held on tightly.
"Yeah, me too," Brian said, nodding gently. "Or... we could go now and see if we can interrupt Joe and Ian cos you know they're totally having a video wank right now!"
"Much better plan, let's go!" Danny declared, giggling as he unlocked the door.
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