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The Kingswood Eight - Chapter 8
Wednesday 14 October 2020
Brian lifted the weight, by now on about his fiftieth in what was meant to be just a set of fifteen reps. His eyes were fixed on the mirror, or rather the reflection of Danny as he worked on the leg press, his cock plainly visible every time his legs bent. His own cock was throbbing in his shorts as he watched the scantily clad boy. His enjoyment was intensified further by the other boys using the gym who seemed just as entranced by the oblivious boy.
By now, Danny had completely gotten used to his new gym attire, which consisted of tiny, loose-legged shorts that lets his junk hang out pretty much constantly and a tiny crop-top vest that showed off most of his developing torso. The outfit had, originally, been intended to humiliate and embarrass the boy. While it still had its moments, it ended up being substantially more torturous for Brian, who found it hard to concentrate on his own workouts with the near-naked vision of beauty working out nearby.
Finally putting the weight down, Brian sauntered across to the younger boy, getting envious stares from the other gym users. While they could look, and certainly did at every opportunity, only Brian could touch. Realistically, Danny could be with any of them he wanted, Brian just didn't advertise that. He loved having the beautiful boy feel like his very own private plaything, enjoying the jealousy and envy of the others.
He placed a hand on Danny's stomach, caressing gently.
"Hey, I'm working out here!" Danny insisted. Despite his boyfriend's obvious interest, and even more obvious arousal, Danny remained focus on his routine. While their gym trips had become all about sex and embarrassment for Brian, Danny actually wanted to do some work. His dedication was certainly paying off. While he partially objected to the hand on his stomach, he enjoyed the feeling of Brian's fingers tracing the shape of his abs, which popped every time he flexed.
"I know, I won't interrupt," Brian said with a sweety smile. "I just wanted a closer look!"
"Look with your eyes, not your hands!" Danny said sharply, then paused and tilted his head to look at his lover and added a playful, "For now!"
"God, you're such a frickin' tease!" Brian said, shaking his head. He added in a low growl, "I fucking love it!"
"How about when we've finished, we head to the showers..." Danny said, reaching out to let his finger lightly graze Brian's bulge, getting a happy groan in response, "... and fuck!" he finished, bluntly.
"Well, that's usually the plan anyway, isn't it!" Brian chuckled. He wasn't wrong. Ever since they had started their morning gym workouts together, it almost always ended with Danny riding Brian in the showers.
"Actually, I was thinking today... I might fuck YOU!" Danny said casually, like it was nothing out of the ordinary.
"Wh... what? Y... you... what?" Brian stuttered, visibly trembling.
"Oh!" Danny grinned. "You... don't like the idea?" he asked, looking a little upset.
"No, it's..." Brian started, but paused, glancing round at the other boys. Though they were really too far away, Brian was always very careful when it came to talking about sex or engaging in it around others. At least, any sex HE was directly involved in. He had no issues putting Danny on show for the world to see. "Look, can we... talk about it after?" he asked quietly.
"Sure," Danny said with a meek smile. "I've got about ten more minutes to go, but... I kinda like the idea of you waiting for me. Go back, get naked, usual cubicle. We can talk and maybe do... other stuff?"
"Sounds good to me," Brian said, heading out of the gym.
Danny quickly finished up his workout, enjoying the fleeting glances he continued to get from the other boys, especially any time he casually let his hand slide down across his half-naked torso. By the time he was done, he was so ready for Brian that he almost forgot they even needed to talk, grabbing his boyfriend in a passionate kiss as soon as he was let into a cubicle, letting the warm spray of the shower soak them both.
"So about... what you suggested," Brian said a little awkwardly as he pulled back a little.
"It's okay, it was just an idea!" Danny said, trying to let him off the hook.
"It was!" Brian nodded eagerly, raising a hand to stroke Danny's cheek. "And I like it. I'm just... not ready."
"It's okay," Danny repeated, raising his own hand to hold Brian's.
Brian smiled but went on, "Which is stupid, I know, cos... you're like younger than me and already taking it regularly, but it's just..."
"I said," Danny interjected firmly, "It's really okay! We're hardly short on other options, are we?"
Brian chuckled and pursed his lips as he nodded thoughtfully. "Fair point," he said cheerfully. "So what option can I interest you in today?"
"Sit down there and let me enjoy you!" Danny said forcefully, pointing to the ground.
"Yes sir," Brian chuckled, always amused when Danny took charge. He sat down, spreading his legs out in front of him, casually pawing at his swelling cock as the naked boy towered over him.
Danny grabbed some shower gel from the dispenser and knelt down straddling Brian. Using one hand to lube his hole while the other reached down to stroke Brian's dick which swelled to full firmness in moments.
Draping both arms over Brian's shoulders, Danny left it to his lover to guide the solid prick into position as he lowered himself. He felt the pressure against his hole quickly give way to let the throbbing meat inside him. They both let out a low groan, then giggled slightly at the synchronicity.
"God damn you!" Brian moaned after a few moments.
"What did I do now?" Danny asked, confused.
"It's that fucking gym gear," he grumbled. "You look so fucking hot in it that I'm virtually ready to cum before we even leave the gym!"
"That your way of saying this won't take long?" Danny chuckled.
"Yeah, but trying to make you take the blame. Is it working?" Brian asked with a wry grin.
"Being hot enough to make my boyfriend cum quickly?" Danny mused. "I don't think I deserve blame. I deserve credit!" he giggled, bouncing on the dick a little faster.
"Yeah, fair point," Brian nodded. His arms suddenly tightened around the younger boy as he declared, "Well get ready to... receive your extra credit!"
As Danny burst into laughter, he felt Brian began to shoot inside him.
"Unnnh, oh, yussss," Brian hissed as his cock throbbed out a huge load. Panting heavily, he pulled Danny close, letting his cheek rest against the boy's chest. "Okay, when you laugh it makes your hole clench repeatedly and it feels kinda insane!"
"And now I've learned something new about myself!" Danny giggled, kissing the top of Brian's head.
Brian looked up at the younger, smiled and let out a content sigh. "I DO want you to fuck me, ya know!"
"Don't worry, I will eventually," Danny replied, leaning down to kiss him.
For a boy who was self-conscious about his height, weight and penis size, it was quite surprising that one of Nicky's favourite pastimes involved spending large amounts of time standing around in nothing but a speedo but diving really was one of the few true passions in his life. The others were music, which he got to enjoy and share with his new musical partner and boyfriend, Chris, and to a lesser extent, basketball which he mostly enjoyed as it meant spending time with his best friend, Mikey.
Diving was fun because it really gave him time to himself. If he ever wanted company, his mentor, Will, was also in Diving Club. Although they had dated, and it had ended badly, the two had reached a comfortable peace now, with the relationship back to what it was originally intended to be of just mentor/mentee. Aside from that though, Nicky tended to stay quiet around the other members of the club, largely to avoid drawing any more attention than his gangly limbs and bulging speedo already did.
Six weeks into the new school year and he was still getting used to not being amongst the youngest in the group. He was never the smallest, already standing as tall as some shorter Year 13s, but he had always felt like the bottom rung of the social ladder in Diving Club. That feeling hadn't changed quite as much as he expected. The four boys from Year 7 who had joined the club just seemed so... confident and at ease with themselves and each other. For a couple of them, it was a confidence almost verging on arrogance.
Nicky was stood watching a couple of the other boys attempt some complex moves, most of which had gone well but with a few that had ended in very loud and painful bellyflops. Wincing sympathetically as a Year 12 boy slapped the surface of the water hard, he hadn't even noticed the two younger boys sidle up beside him.
"Hey. Nick, right?" one of the boys asked.
Nicky glanced round at him. He was a short, skinny boy but much like most of the others at the club, had the kind of musculature that showed he already had years of diving behind him. His brown skin was peppered with water droplets from an earlier dive, while his school-issue speedo bore the tell-tale bulge of a chastity device... not uncommon in new students.
"Nicky," Nicky corrected him. "Nice to meet you," he added politely, feeling a little awkward.
"Oh, yeah, I'm Angel!" the boy introduced himself, sounding a little nervous. As he heard a slight snigger from the other boy, he said, "That's a nickname, by the way! Real name's Gabriel Nelson, but the guys in my dorm insisted we all needed nicknames!" He rolled his eyes then glanced to his friend and added, "And I don't know what you're sniggering at... Froggy!"
"Froggy?" Nicky asked with a smirk as he looked to the other boy.
The other Year 7 boy blushed. He reminded Nicky a little of Mikey, with his shock of orangey-ginger hair and covered in freckles, though this boy had a slight bit of weight to him. Not chubby by any stretch of the imagination, but a definite hint of puppy fat over muscles that would likely start to grow in at any time. His pale skin made the blushing all the more obvious as Nicky looked him up and down.
"I'm Nathan Hopkins," the blushing boy said shyly.
Nicky's eyes narrowed. "Okay, him I get," he said pointing to the first boy. "Angel... Gabriel... very biblical, but... I'm not seeing how you get from Nathan Hopkins to... Froggy!"
"Hopkins," Froggy said. "Hop. Frogs hop... plus I like water, so... Froggy!"
Nicky laughed, shaking his head. "Well it's different, I'll give ya that! So everyone in your dorm got a nickname then?" When he got a nod from the boys, he asked, "What dorm you guys in?"
"One-oh-one!" Angel replied.
Nicky smiled and nodded. "Makes sense now. That's where all the crazy ones start!" he chuckled. As he got a confused look from the boys he said, "That was my dorm last year!"
"Wait, you're only a Year 8?" Angel asked, mouth slightly agape.
Nicky blushed a little. It wasn't uncommon for him to be mistaken for an older boy, but it always helped remind him of just how different he was. "Yeah," he said awkwardly. "My height tends to throw people off a bit," he confessed.
"It wasn't your height he was looking at!" Froggy sniggered, getting an elbow in the ribs from the other boy as they both stared openly at Nicky's speedo.
"Oh, erm... err..." Nicky stuttered, not sure what to say, feeling a hint of panic.
"Sorry, it's just..." Froggy started, his abundant confidence actually ebbing for a moment. "Well we'd been wondering why you've always got a boner!"
Nicky looked round, blushing profusely, wondering if this was some kind of prank intended to embarrass him, but nobody was paying them any attention to the quiet conversation. "It's... it's not. I mean, I don't... it's just..." He was unsure how to respond. He could feel his throat tightening and tears beginning to well in his eyes.
"Oh, no, sorry sorry sorry sorry sorry," Angel said urgently. "We didn't... I mean... we're not trying to... be rude or... or offend you. I'm sorry!" he looked almost as ready to cry as Nicky did. "I told you we shouldn't have said anything!" he snapped, slapping Froggy across the chest for the bluntness of his question.
"Hey, no need for that," Nicky said, always keen to avoid any kind of violence. "It's okay. I'm not offended," he said, ignoring the fact he was actually slightly offended.
The two younger boys still looked a little upset.
"Why don't we... move somewhere quieter then we can talk," Nicky suggested. `Talking' about his cock didn't exactly appeal, but it was still more appealing than having the whole diving club drawn into the conversation if any of them overheard.
Froggy nodded and Angel copied a moment later before they followed Nicky away from the pool. They rounded the corner past the spectator stands and stopped. "We really weren't trying to be mean," Angel insisted. "We were just... curious, that's all!"
"I believe you!" Nicky insisted, smiling sincerely. He placed a hand on the boy's shoulder, though the contact just appeared to make him more nervous, so he pulled it back. "And this..." he gestured down to his bulge, "Isn't a boner. It's just... big!"
"No way!" Froggy insisted. "You've gotta be lying!"
"I wish I was!" Nicky said with a slight sigh.
"Prove it!" Angel demanded, immediately looking embarrassed as he realised what he was actually asking.
"What? No!" Nicky said, taking a step back.
"It's totally a boner then," Froggy said, looking to Angel. "Or fake. He's probably padding!"
"I'm not!" Nicky said, a little angrily.
"Then PROVE it!" Froggy challenged him this time.
Nicky let out a sigh. "Fine, if it'll end the conversation, then... fine!" He leaned to the side to make sure nobody was approaching, stepped back in and grabbed at his speedo. As he peeled down the front, his thick, meaty cock dangled free. "There, see!" he said pointedly.
"Woah, that's huge!" Angel said, staring in awe. "Can we... touch it?"
Nicky sighed. "Okay, but make it quick!" Nicky said, worried someone might come along and find them. It was strange for him to feel so worried about being seen playing with younger boys when he himself had been the `younger boy' in a six-month relationship. The thought quickly dropped from his mind as he felt two young hands grab at his dick.
Terrified as he was of getting caught, the hands felt nice and, inevitably, he began to swell in their grasp. Their wide-eyed stares and excited giggles only speeding the process up. Within moments, he was fully hard in their hands and they weren't just touching him now, they were full-on stroking him.
"Okay, that's enough," Nicky said, pulling away a little.
"No, not yet!" Angel urged, stepping closer. "Come on, you're enjoying it!"
"And so's Angel!" Froggy said with a smirk.
Angel took a step back, blushing as his hands lowered to cover his own bulge, though he quickly realised there was no actual bulge to really show thanks to the chastity device.
As Nicky took a step back, Froggy followed and gave the older boy's speedo a quick yank, dropping it to his ankles.
"No, come on," Nicky urged, wanting them to stop but making no actual effort to do it, a little intimidated by the two younger boys.
"Well I guess you were telling the truth. Just big, not hard!" Froggy whispered as he looked at the huge, stiffening cock. "C'mon Angel, you're the one who wanted to see, come take a closer look!"
As Nicky stared down at his erection in the boy's hand, he felt Angel suddenly shove him. He staggered, tripping on the speedo around his ankles then tumbled to the floor... out into full view of the rest of the diving club boys. They burst into laughter at the sight of the naked boy and his undeniable erection.
Nicky looked round in a panic for his speedo. It wasn't much, but it would at least return a little of his dignity but Froggy had already kicked it away, bursting into laughter along with the others as he giggled, "Nice one, Angel!" he cheered for his friend's bold move.
Nicky let out a distraught whimper but climbed to his feet doing his best to conceal himself and made a mad dash for door to the locker room, the sounds of laughter echoing in behind him.
When Josh first came to the school, he had two older brothers. That had all changed when the truth of their relationship was revealed and a lifetime of abuse came to light. As a result, his big brothers had been expelled from Kingswood, while the school's legal team had secured arrangements for Josh to be legally removed from his family and made an official ward of the school, a small group known as the `Sons of Kingswood'.
It had been a terrifying time for Josh, but what had made it easier was the new siblings he found in place of the old ones. While he technically had hundreds of brothers now, the Sons of Kingswood spanning back generations, it was the two still at the school that he came to know most. Ellis Foster, now in Year 10 and Jensen Watts, now in Year 12, had become his new siblings.
He had spent the Summer with the two older boys, along with their legal guardian, Jack. It had been an enjoyable six weeks and, for the first time in his life, Josh had been able to feel what it was like to have brothers he didn't fear and hate. Since the new school year started, he hadn't really seen a great deal of his new brothers, but that was often the case at Kingswood. The boys' schedules were usually so tightly packed that they could go weeks without seeing someone outside of a wave across the Dining Hall at mealtimes, especially for the boys of dorm 1.05 who still stuck rigidly to their routine of always eating together.
It was with more than a hint of surprise that Ellis spotted Josh wander into the second floor Common Room, not only because the boys tended to stick to the Common Room for the floor they resided on, but also because he had not really expected to see much of Josh until the upcoming half-term break. Smiling, he waved Josh over to join him as he sat with a couple of his dormmates.
"I didn't mean to interrupt if you're, like, with people!" Josh said shyly as he approached the three older boys.
"Pfft, these guys barely count as people!" Ellis sniggered to the other two boys sat in his booth. "You okay, bud?"
Josh went to reply but blushed a little as he looked at the two strangers.
"Wanna go for a walk?" Ellis asked, jumping to his feet. As Josh nodded happily, Ellis turned to his friends and bid them a casual, "See ya later!" before heading back out of the room with Josh. "So what's up?" he asked as they began making their way down the stairs.
"Nothing," Josh said with a shrug, "Just... no plans and no company!"
Ellis may not have known the younger boy that long, but they had spent a lot of the Summer together. Josh was easy enough to read for a stranger, but knowing him so well, Ellis could see there was clearly a problem. He gave Josh a supportive rub on the back.
"Wednesday night was gonna me mine and Rob's night," Josh explained. "Everyone else had, like, clubs and sports and stuff, so we had the dorm to ourselves."
"And he bailed on you?" Ellis asked, surprised. Ellis didn't know his adopted brother's best friend, aside from a reputation of extreme loyalty and devotion.
Josh sighed and nodded. "Yeah, said he had to meet up with the other Rugby captains and just kinda left."
"Sucky," Ellis said sympathetically. "Well, his loss is my gain!" he added cheerfully.
Josh chuckled at the sweet comment, leaning gently against Ellis for a second as they walked. "The others found out I joined dance club," Josh reported.
"Oh yeah, how'd that go?" Ellis asked. During the summer break he had told them about his plans, upon finding out about the new club, but had also mentioned his nervousness about revealing his new interest to his friends. He was so used to mockery, derision and even outright contempt from the people on his life that it had became almost a default expectation.
Josh nodded and smiled, looking pleasantly surprised. "Pretty good. They were all really nice... then they teased a bit, but... in a nice way!" he said with an amused head shake.
"Excellent," Ellis said happily, casually throwing an arm around the younger boy. "You got a good bunch there!"
"Yeah," Josh said wearily.
"You... don't sound as sure as I do!" Ellis said, squeezing Josh's shoulder a little.
"No, they're great. Like, I couldn't ask for better, it's just..." Josh started, but paused, blushing a little.
Ellis gave Josh gentle smile as they wandered out of the main doors of the building. "Come on... bro, it's me. You know you can tell me anything,"
Josh pursed his lips, looking thoughtful for a moment. "It's... I don't know where I fit in there!" he said, sighing wistfully.
"Go on," Ellis urged him, not quite sure what the younger boy meant.
"Well my two best friends in the dorm are Rob and Danny. Now Danny's so freaking cool and caring but... well he's got his own stuff going on and I feel bad that I only seem to spend time with him when I'm upset or struggling and then with Rob it seems like he's... I dunno, kinda bored of me and doing everything he can to keep away. But then I'm finding all this new stuff I love too... stuff that Ryan and Mark NEVER would have let me enjoy if they were still around. I mean, I love dancing, it's really fun and I think I'm kinda good at it, plus I'm really enjoying art too and Mr Warren keeps saying how good I am at that as well and it feels like I'm... changing so much but... so are all the others but..." he paused, frowning heavily. "What if what we change into just doesn't... fit together anymore?" Josh finally stopped.
"Oof, well that's a lotta feelings," Ellis said, puffing out his cheeks as he exhaled slowly.
"Don't worry," Josh said with a sweet smile. "I'm not expecting you to fix it, I just wanted to talk. I keep getting told talking helps!"
"And does it?" Ellis asked hopefully.
Josh looked thoughtful for a moment as he contemplated the question, then nodded. "Yeah, I guess. It's just..." he paused and sighed.
"I'm not the one you actually want to talk to?" Ellis asked, raising an eyebrow. As Josh looked a little guilty, he chuckled and added, "Relax, I'm not offended, I'm just glad you thought of me when you needed someone! It's what brothers are for, right?"
"I always thought they were for torturing, abusing and generally being horrible to, but maybe that's just in my family!" Josh replied, getting a laugh from Ellis. The two boys, along with Jensen, had all shared their own personal traumas with each other over the Summer and coping with it by joking was one of their collective coping tools.
"If it'll make you feel more at home, I'm happy to slap you about a bit," Ellis offered with a grin.
"Hmm, maybe not," Josh said, rolling his eyes in mock thoughtfulness. He turned to the older boy and hugged him. "Thanks El," he said softly.
After chatting for a while longer to his adopted sibling, Josh wandered back to the dorm. While most of the boys went straight from their first evening activity to the second, some occasionally stopped in at the dorm in between and Josh figured he could find someone to walk over to the Sports Complex with as he had Dance Club coming up shortly.
As he stepped back into the dorm, it looked empty but he could hear he wasn't alone... he could hear crying! A quick look round and he found Nicky, curled up on one of the sofas.
"Nicky?" Josh enquired nervously as he got close.
The other boy suddenly sat up, doing his very best `I wasn't crying' expression. "Oh hey... Josh," he said, sniffing in the middle and making his crying all the more obvious.
"What's wrong?" Josh asked, immediately jumping onto the sofa beside him.
"Nothing, it's okay, I'm fine," Nicky lied, forcing a smile.
"Well that's obviously bullshit!" Josh said bluntly. "You can tell me, ya know!" he insisted, placing his hand on Nicky's leg.
"No, really, I'm okay!" Nicky lied again.
Josh huffed. "You're clearly not. Is it that you don't wanna talk about it, or are you just like everyone else and scared to tell me anything bad cos you think I'm... I dunno... gonna break or something?"
Nicky stared for a moment and said, "Erm... I mostly just didn't wanna talk about it, but... wait, do people really do that?"
Josh nodded. "Yeah, ever since THAT day," he started, referring to the day he had almost attempted suicide, "Everyone's just... nice to me all the time and they treat me like I'm made of glass or something. Like telling me about a bad day or some shit like that is gonna make me fall to pieces and try to jump off the roof again!"
"Wow, that sucks," Nicky said sympathetically. "Well, I guess I kinda have to tell you know or I look like a right dick, don't I?" he asked with a smirk.
"Yup!" Josh replied bluntly, then smirked a little, appreciating Nicky's humour.
Nicky sighed as he rolled his eyes. "So... a couple of guys from one-oh-one kinda... tricked me," Nicky began, feeling his cheeks burning bright red already. "Short version, I ended up naked and boned up in front of the whole Diving Club!"
"Wh... why? Why would they do that?" Josh asked, confused.
Nicky shrugged. "They seemed nice up until then, but I guess to them it was just a prank!"
"Ooooooooh!" Josh suddenly declared excitedly. "If they pranked you, you know what you've gotta do, right?"
"Cry for an hour then be mature, get over it and move on with my life?" Nicky asked, grinning wryly.
Josh feigned sleep, with over-loud snoring noises, then declared, "Snooze. Boring. No way! We prank them back!"
"I dunno, that kinda sounds like it... might lead to..." Nicky started, shaking his head.
"A series of horrible pranks back and forth that will hurt everyone involved, probably get us in trouble and end up with everyone suffering? Yeah, totally, but we're still pranking them back. What's the worst that could happen!" Josh exclaimed.
Nicky burst into laughter. Josh's tendency to really tell things as they were was one of the things he liked most about the other boy. Even having the whole thing sound like a terrible idea, he still couldn't bring himself to say no. "Fine, but if anyone asks, I'm totally dobbing you in for thinking of it!"
"A risk I'm willing to take. Now, let's plan!" Josh said happily.
"I... erm... I need a fix," the Year 10 boy confessed, his voice kept low. "I... heard you might be the guy to help hook me up!"
Mikey grinned. It was always nice to get a new customer, especially one who had come found him through his growing reputation. "You've come to the right man!" he said cockily to the older boy. He nodded towards his locker, his customer following discretely. "What you in the market for?"
"I dunno," the older boy said nervously, looking around. "Something... sweet maybe?"
"Anything take your fancy?" Mikey asked as he pulled out a bag and unzipped it slightly, pulling the top open to reveal the goods.
The older boy stared, like a kid in a candy store... which was quite appropriate, what with him being a kid... looking at candy!
While the boys at the school were fed plentifully, they were also fed healthily! Most boys returned to school after any break well supplied with unhealthy snacks, but in a school where willpower seemed almost non-existent at times, supplies rarely lasted more than the first few weeks. That was where Mikey came in!
Back in Year 7, Mikey had returned from Chris' birthday outing with a box of McNuggets and he had been amazed at what he had been able to trade them for. He had gotten a primetime slot on the Common Room's Xbox as well as first choice of show in the TV area shortly after. After that, Mikey had realised he was onto something and had returned after the following half-term well supplied with his own little Black Market of Unhealthiness.
While the prolonged stay at the school due to the Pandemic in the second half of Year 7 had prevented Mikey from resupplying, he had returned this term fully stocked and ready to re-open for business.
"Twix. Wait, no, Snickers... wait... fuck, wait... how much?" the boy demanded. "I don't have much money on me!"
"That's okay, this ain't a shop. I take... alternative payment!" Mikey said, then puffed out his cheeks and exhaled as he shook his head. "But three days until half-term... high demand, low supply... it ain't gonna be cheap, mate!" he said, shaking his head, already getting a good idea of how to play his customers.
"Well whadda you want?" the older boy asked cautiously.
"What have you got that I might be interested in?" Mikey asked, grinning. It was fun to hear what his customers could come up with as suggestions.
"Hmm... ya know what, Twix, Snickers and throw in that KitKat Chunky and... I'll wank you off!" the older boy said, nodding towards the toilets.
Mikey was shocked. He had been offered favours before for his goods, but only normal ones, not sexual. It suddenly occurred to him that the surprising part was it hadn't come up sooner! "Make it a blow job and you're on!"
"Pfft, blow job for three chocolate bars, you're dreaming, mate!" the older boy scoffed.
"How about if I throw in a Curly Wurly and a bag of Wotsits?" Mikey suggested happily.
"Deal," the Year 10 boy said with a grin, reaching for the bag.
"Nuh-uh, payment up front!" Mikey insisted, snatching the bag away.
The older boy sniggered and said, "Fine, let's go!"
Mikey felt a sudden throb in his crotch. He had been so caught up in making the deal that it hadn't really occurred to him that he was about to get off with this guy. Did he even like him? Did that actually matter? He was pretty good looking, though realistically that seemed to apply to most of the school. He didn't even know his name, but he was a tall, well-built blonde boy who he had seen doing some impressive high jumps during the Athletics club they had both attended.
"Come on," the older boy said as he opened a cubicle and stepped inside.
Mikey followed and locked the door behind him.
"I'm Patrick, by the way," the older boy finally introduced himself.
"Oh, like the starfish!" Mikey exclaimed, like it was the most obvious `Patrick' in the world. "Mikey," Mikey replied, pulling the front of his shorts and underwear down to let his hardening cock spring free. He felt a slight twinge of nervousness. Had this just been a straight-forward hook-up, it might have been worse, but somehow being the one in the position of power made things a little easier.
Patrick grasped Mikey's hips and pulled him close, taking the boy's cock into his mouth, his nose nestling into the tiny patch of ginger pubes that were barely even noticeable from a short distance away.
Mikey let out a slight gasp. This wasn't the kind of slow, relaxed sucking he was used to from his summer with Nicky or his playing with Chris and Danny, this was sucking with the sole intention of giving an orgasm just to get it out of the way. It was definitely a different sensation, but not an entirely unwelcome one. Mikey stared down at the top of the older boy's head. It was quite amazing that he didn't know this guy and that normally he might not have even looked at Mikey twice, but here he was, sucking on his dick. It felt... awesome. Knowing Patrick was doing what he was doing out of necessity rather than desire, it made Mikey feel... powerful!
"Ah, oh yeah, fuck!" Mikey moaned as his climax built quickly from the eager sucking. "I'm gonna cum," he warned, unsure whether the agreed blow job included swallowing or not.
Patrick seemed unbothered by the warning, continuing the sucking and licking of the young dick as it spasmed in his mouth and the boys' spunk dribbled down his throat.
With his cock eventually too sensitive to take any more, Mikey pulled back and staggered a little, leaning on the cubicle door as he pulled the front of his shorts back up. "Ugh, that was good," he said happily. "Want me to return the favour?" he offered with a grin. "For a price!"
"Nah, I'm good," Patrick said, standing up. "I'm straight!"
"Huh, cool," Mikey said casually. "Let's go give get you your goods!"
"Wait, so you write it and we perform it?" James asked as he walked along with Chris and Danny, Adrian and Harley from dorm 1.07 tagging along close behind. At the beginning of the year he had signed up for the Drama Club and had worried that he might spend a lot of it alone, convinced that Chris and Danny would be annoyed it him for muscling in on THEIR activity. That had proven incorrect right from the start, with his two dormmates eagerly welcoming another from their dorm into the club and the rest of the boys being just as happy to have him there.
"Well, I mean Ruby would want to read it through first, but he said he wants to encourage my creative writing and if it's any good he's happy to have a few of us do a performance of it some time," Chris explained. "I'm not totally sure I wanna even write stuff like that, but it's a fun thought. I have some fun ideas!"
"Whadda you bet half of those ideas involve most of the cast ending up naked?" Adrian asked from behind, listening in on the conversation.
Danny chuckled back at the other boy, their eyes meeting and glinting mischievously, the comment seemingly sparking new ideas for their regular `roleplay' sessions.
"Hey, I'm not THAT bad!" Chris insisted. As the whole group literally stopped mid-pace to stare at him, he sighed and said, "Fine, I'm TOTALLY that bad, but... I'm thinking of writing, like, proper stuff."
"I thought you were only doing the Creative Writing stuff to get into song writing?" James asked. He rarely paid much attention to what others in the dorm did with their time, but Chris' plan was one he respected. Taking an extracurricular activity specifically to build a skill necessary for a future life goal. James could relate, so seeing Chris following the same reasoning really stuck in his mind.
Chris shrugged as they reached the first floor of the Home Building. "I can do both. Besides, I figure the song writing side of it will be something I can do with Nicky!"
"Aww," Adrian chimed in. "Look how much he smiles when he says Nicky's name!" he teased playfully as he waved Harley goodbye as he headed off a different way.
"Oh my god, shut up," Chris blushed playfully. "I don't do that!"
"Nicky!" Adrian said.
Chris grinned for a moment then snapped, "Stop it!"
"Nicky!" Danny teased.
Chris grinned again, chuckling a little. "Shut up, gobshite!" he said back, his Irish lilt always coming out more when he got annoyed.
"Ha. Nicky Nicky Nicky Nicky!" James taunted.
"Yes?" a voice called out from just round the corner as Nicky appeared.
"Oh, sorry, we were just taking the piss out of Chris!" Adrian confessed.
"With... my name?" Nicky asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah, watch this!" Adrian smirked. He turned to Chris and said, "Nicky!"
Reluctantly, the smile spread across Chris' face again. "I officially hate you all!" Chris pouted.
"Aww, poor baby," Nicky said, reaching out to pull Chris into a hug. As he held his boyfriend, he added a sharp, "The rest of you can piss off now!"
Sniggering at the whole thing, the other boys disappeared into the dorm.
"You are TOO cute," Nicky giggled as he pulled back and kissed Chris gently on the tip of his nose.
Chris giggled back, then frowned slightly. "Hey, you okay?" he asked, seeing the slight puffiness around Nicky's eyes.
"Yeah," Nicky said, pursing his lips as he nodded gently. "Shitty evening so far, but... I'm okay I s'pose."
"Wanna cancel plans for the rest of the night and just hang out?" Chris offered, taking both of Nicky's hands in his own.
Nicky shook his head. "Nah. I feel like I've barely seen Mikey lately so I don't wanna skip Basketball with him!" he explained.
"Okay, well I hope the evening gets... less shitty!" Chris said, then leaned in to kiss Nicky for a moment.
They both let out happy, contented sighs as they parted, then headed into the dorm, holding hands.
"Come on," Nicky said, grabbing Adrian by the collar with one hand and his kit bag with the other. "Let's go meet Mikey. See the rest of ya later!"
"Wait up, I'll walk over with you!" Josh called out, bounding across the dorm after them.
"You guys ready too?" Chris called out, looking from Rob to David, his Creative Writing Club companions.
"Yup," Rob said, approaching with his laptop held under his arm.
"David, you coming?" Chris asked, seeing the youngest boy not moving.
"Nah, skipping tonight," David called back. "Working on a really HARD project with James!"
A few moments later, the dorm was all but deserted, with most of the boys off to scheduled activities and Danny heading off to hang out with Kyle in the Common Room, leaving James and David alone.
"You're not subtle, you know!" James said, rolling his eyes. "With that HARD comment!"
David shrugged briefly. "Don't need to be!" he said, sounding a little disheartened. "The others barely even notice us anyway so it's like hiding in plain sight."
"They notice YOU," James insisted. "You're still everyone's little bro. I'm just... a seat filler!" Whereas David's comment had been a little wistful, James sounded utterly unbothered by his own assertion. In his mind, going unnoticed just meant he was free to do what he wanted without being subjected to the peer pressure or whims of the other boys... except David, of course.
"Yeah, I guess," David said, slightly melancholy. "Anyway, you wanna do it here? Nobody's around!"
"No, but they could come back any moment. I don't really fancy them finding me... like that!" James baulked. "Come on, let's get it over with!"
"Wow, you know how to make a boy feel wanted!" David pouted as he grabbed his bag and headed for the door. "You know we can stop all this any time you like, right?"
As David looked at him, James blushed a little but did his best to try and hide it. He just gave a nonchalant shrug and said, "Whatever, let's just do it."
David grinned as he walked ahead of his best friend. It had been over three weeks since James had locked himself in chastity. David had commandeered his key and been in charge of when his friend got released ever since. While he had initially used it to `encourage' James to do his very best in classes, it was rapidly becoming little more than a source of entertainment for David.
Being one of the only two boys left in the dorm who was undeveloped, and therefore unwillingly locked in chastity, David was unable to play with his own cock. With his sexual curiosity growing somewhat quicker than his genitals, he had been delighted when this opportunity to play with someone else he was close to came up. The fact that James was disinterested in sex, verging on resentful of it, truly confused David. He had already learned that James enjoyed the sensation of ejaculation, as well as the act of masturbation. That was proven simply by the fact he had willingly locked himself back in chastity to help resist doing it anymore, but despite the mounting evidence James liked sex, he remained adamantly opposed to the concept of it.
"Okay, clothes off!" David instructed the moment they got into the private study room.
James began to quickly undress as David stood watching. "Ya know... it's be okay if you... wanted to get undressed too," he said, still doing his best to look disinterested.
David looked both intrigued and uncomfortable at the invitation. While the painfully-transparent suggestion to escalate things was appealing, removing his clothes was less-so. David's relationship with his own body was a complex one. Being such a level-headed, logical boy, he had made peace with the fact that he was overweight and knew that wearing clothes didn't magically make him NOT overweight. On the other hand, having someone KNOW he was overweight and having someone SEE he was overweight felt like very different sensations.
Back in Year 7, David had found himself subject to one of the school's naked punishments and while it had felt like his world was ending the first day he had to walk around naked, by the end of the week he was so acclimated to it that it barely even bothered him. That nonchalance to being seen had lasted a short while after his punishment ended, but as the school's memory of it faded, so too did David's modicum of confidence he had built up. Now he was right back to `Oh god, nobody can ever see me naked!'
However, James wasn't just anyone. He was his best friend, the boy who knew him best out of everyone in the whole world, his primary support in dealing with his occasional flare-ups of agoraphobia. After thinking it through for a moment, he simply nodded and began to undress too.
As James threw down the last of his clothes, he grabbed his tablet and flopped down onto the sofa.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" David asked as he continued to undress.
James scowled. "Come on, do you really have to tie me up. It's so freaking annoying having you have to turn the pages for me!"
"If I don't tie you up, you might not let me put the device back on when we're done!" David reasoned. He had released James a couple of times now and both times the other boy had been restrained. He had expected to do the same again. It wasn't that David got any particular thrill from it. He knew about restraints and Doms and submissives from what he had learned at the school's kink festival last year, but that wasn't really of any interest to him. The restraints were purely insurance to ensure their bizarre set-up could continue and that he could lock James back up when they were done.
"Ah, come on," James pleaded. "I give you my word, I promise I'll let you put it back on! When have I ever lied to you?"
David nodded. He was right, his track record was impeccable. "Hmm, true, you're always honest with me. Sometimes too honest, but okay then. If you try to resist, I'll have to punish you," he said playfully, but with a clear hint of seriousness.
James rolled his eyes. "Fine!" he agreed.
David retrieved the key from his bag and quickly unlocked James' device and pulled it off. His dick sprang free, hardening almost instantly upon its release, much to David's pleasure. He sat beside his friend and, seeing him already engrossed in reading, reached down to take hold of the almost-four-inch erection. He began stroking it slowly, closing his eyes to imagine it was his own, that he was free and able to cum.
The two sat like that for several minutes, James browsing through the textbook on his tablet while David slowly pleasured him.
"Huh," James said casually. "Did you know that complete fusion of all the atoms in a glass of water would release 17 trillion joules of energy!"
David was annoyed at the non-sexual interruption, but leaned in to look at the tablet and asked, "What are you reading?" As he looked at the heading of the book at the top of the screen he added, "That's a Year 10 textbook!"
"Well I finished all the Year 9 ones and got bored, so I moved up!" James said casually.
"What about Year 8?" David asked, referring to their current one. He liked to read ahead of their classes a little himself, but not the same extent James seemed to have taken it to.
"Pfft, finished all of them last year. It's like the Science equivalent of The Very Hungry Caterpillar!" James said with a smug smirk.
"Whatever, I'm busy!" David said, turning his attention back to the dick in his hand. He continued stroking for several more minutes and while James made a few quizzical noises, he remained silent about his reading material.
As David slowly began to speed up his strokes, moving beyond the casual playing' phase and towards potential orgasm' the noises James was making became less and less the result of the textbook. As he heard a slightly shaky whimper of pleasure, he glanced at his friend to see his eyes were closed, head tilted back onto the sofa. He took hold of the tablet and moved it aside.
"I was reading that!" James complained.
"No you wasn't. Now shut up and enjoy!" David insisted, getting a slight harumph in response that quickly faded into another pleasured moan.
Feeling the other boy playing with him, James slowly shuffled sideways until his arm was pressing against David's exposed skin, their thighs touching. He raised his leg and placed it over David's, shuffling closer again, then raised the hand that had been sandwiched between them and let the back of his fingers rest on David's chest. His skin was silky-smooth, while the chubbiness made his body feel soft and warm against his hand. He slowly let his fingers begin making increasingly large circles, taking in the feel of more of his friend's body.
Beginning to breathe heavily with the imminent approach of his orgasm, James felt David's head rest onto his shoulder. He tilted his own head to the side, resting his cheek on the top of David's head as he whimpered his way to a powerful orgasm. His load was meagre, but the pleasure that accompanied it was intense, making his fists clench and his toes curl as he pressed himself up against David, taking in the new sensation of another naked body against his own.
With the orgasm finally subsiding, James began to catch his breath as he felt David's hand release his cock and drape across his body instead. It took him a second to realise they were cuddling and several seconds longer to realise... it felt nice!
Thursday 15 October 2020
Nicky yawned as he stretched out, enjoying all the space from the oversized bunk which felt huge compared to his own. He had come down to join Chris for early-morning cuddles when Danny went off for his usual gym session, eager to get back now his sprained wrist was healed. Nicky was alone now though as Chris had headed off for a shower before breakfast along with most of the others from the dorm.
He mewed contentedly and held out an arm as he felt someone climb onto the bunk with him. "That was quick!" he said dreamily, pulling the body closer.
"I'm not Chris but I always enjoy a cuddle!" Josh declared, happily laying down against Nicky.
Nicky smirked, shook his head and said, "Meh, works for me!" He gave the other boy a playful squeeze.
"How you feeling?" Josh asked as he nuzzled against the taller boy.
Nicky frowned for a moment before realising he likely meant following his humiliating incident the night before. "Oh, yeah, fine," he said, not really fine but doing better than he had been the previous night.
"I did it!" Josh said proudly. "Well, sort of. One part left to play out still!"
Nicky shook his head, barely even properly awake. "Did what?" he asked, confused.
"Got revenge for you. The prank we talked about!" Josh said bluntly.
Nicky was now even more confused. They had spent several minutes discussing possible prank ideas after Josh had comforted him, but they had not agreed anything and Nicky hadn't even thought they were being serious.
"What did you do?" Nicky asked, unsure whether to be excited or worried.
"Oh, they're dead. We should hear the screams any moment now when they find the bodies!" Josh said, nodding solemnly.
"What!?" Nicky asked, sitting up suddenly, looking horrified as his eyes widened. "You... you... what?"
Josh managed to keep a straight face for several seconds then burst into laughter. "Jesus, no wonder they pranked you. You can be pretty easy to fool!" he sniggered.
"You bastard!" Nicky said, shaking his head as he slid back down in the bed, scowling.
"Wait, do you... really think I'd do that?" Josh asked, looking mildly offended.
"I didn't. I might be starting to change my mind!" Nicky said, also keeping a straight face for just a few seconds before chuckling. "So what did you ACTUALLY do?"
"I used some of this!" Josh said, handing over a spool of thread.
Nicky just looked at it, confused. He shrugged at Josh.
"Jensen and Ellis taught me about it over the summer. They've both used it to prank people before. It dissolves in water," Josh explained. "So you unstitch someone's clothes, restitch it with this stuff and when it gets wet, bam, clothes fall apart!"
"That's... evil genius! I love it!" Nicky said in delighted awe. "And you already used it?"
Josh nodded. "Broke into 1.01, stole their speedos and restsitched them with this stuff. Next time they use those particular speedos, they're gonna end up nekkid!"
"Oh my god. You are seriously the best!" Nicky said, giving Josh a quick hug. "Wait, when did you do it?"
"During the night, I got no sleep but it was TOTALLY worth it. Nobody messes with my mates and gets away with it!" Josh said, looking almost angry.
"Geez, remind me never to get on your bad side," Nicky chuckled. While it felt nice to have the support of his friend, and he definitely felt a twinge of delight at the thought of something bad happening to Angel and Froggy, Nicky couldn't shake the unpleasant gnawing sensation in his gut that something bad was going to happen.
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For my other stories, please see links below:
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/
The Kingswood Saga ------------------
Tales from Kingswood – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
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