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The Kingswood Effect
Chapter 33
Sunday 17 April 2022
"Thanks for the ride, Mr Rivera, see you again soon!" Danny said cheerfully as he headed away from the car.
"Thank you Mr Rivera, I love you Mr Rivera!" Adrian mimicked quietly in a teasing tone as they headed away from his dad, who had just given them a ride back to Kingswood for the start of the final term. "You're such a suck-up!" he sniggered.
"Manners aren't sucking up, you cock-womble!" Danny snapped back with a slight grin.
"Ooh, cock-womble, I like that one. That another Josh insult?" Adrian asked as they wandered along towards the Home Building.
"Yup," Danny smirked. "He called Rob one a while back!"
Adrian laughed as he asked, "What'd he do to deserve that?"
"He had cornflakes for breakfast!" Danny said, raising an eyebrow.
"What's... Josh got against cornflakes?" Adrian asked, a little confused.
"It's Josh! Who fucking knows!?" Danny replied with a shrug. As he glanced ahead, he grinned as he saw Kyle emerge from the building. "There's Kyle!" he said happily.
Adrian waved enthusiastically at his boyfriend who was now hurrying towards them, then quietly asked Danny, "You're not gonna tell him... what I said on the camping trip are you?"
"Oh sure," Danny said, rolling his eyes. "Hi Kyle, how was your break? By the way, I let your boyfriend fuck me then he told me he'd dump you so we can be together. Excited for the new term?" he said sarcastically.
"Shhhh!" Adrian hissed, though Kyle was still much too far away to hear.
"Chill, I told you, it's forgotten!" Danny insisted. As Kyle finally reached them and the two boys embraced, Danny muttered to himself, "Maybe today I DON'T fuck up anyone else's life for a change!" He stood for a moment as Adrian and Kyle's hug turned into a kiss before he eventually said, "I guess I'll just leave you to it!"
"No you don't!" Kyle said, suddenly letting go of Adrian to grab Danny in a hug.
Danny chuckled at the sudden embrace, giving Kyle a quick squeeze before he let go and commented, "You're... huggier than usual!"
"Not a word," Kyle replied immediately, "And blame Chris. I swear his hugs are contagious!"
"Danny has contagious things too, but they're mostly things he picked up from a guy in a public toilet!" Adrian said with a wicked grin.
"Oof, shots fired!" Kyle said, recoiling at the insult.
"Yeah, fuck you!" Danny scowled before he grinned broadly at Kyle and said, "So Chris is back then!?"
"Oh my god, look at that smile!" Adrian teased, pointing at Danny's face. "You didn't even smile that much when I mentioned Brian!"
"Shut up," Danny pouted.
"Yeah, Ade, you're... being a bit of a bitch!" Kyle said, frowning at his boyfriend.
Adrian gave a dismissive hand gesture as he said, "Pfft, chill, you know I'm just kidding, right!"
"Yeah," Danny said quietly. "I know," he said with a slight nod. He remained quiet for the rest of the walk into the building and up the stairs towards the dorms, allowing Kyle and Adrian to catch up about their respective breaks.
Reaching dorm 1.09 first, Danny stepped inside and was greeted by a yell of delight from Chris who charged towards him. Grabbing him in a tight hug, the grin returned to Danny's face. As he glanced out the door into the hallway, he saw Adrian smirking and promptly reached out to slam the door in his face.
Chris looked round briefly at the sound of closing door but soon turned his attention back to Danny as he said wistfully, "I missed you so much!"
"It's only been two weeks," Danny chuckled, though he remained gripped on every bit as tightly as Chris.
"That's two weeks too many!" Chris sighed, nuzzling his nose into Danny's neck. "I kept thinking about Easter break last year and how awesome it was having you come home with me!"
Danny pulled away, smiling as he nodded. "Well technically I went home with Blane, you just happen to live in the same house as him," he said, having been invited by Blane to visit the Smith household primarily to continue his ongoing physiotherapy.
"Whatever. It was still fun!" Chris said with a shrug. "The twins are gutted every time I go home without you now! And I swear Ash definitely likes you way more than she likes me! Clare even asked about you!"
Danny chuckled, remembering his time with Chris' siblings fondly. He raised an eyebrow as he asked coyly, "Did... Finn say anything?"
"No," Chris said, shaking his head, "But when I told him we didn't have any plans for you to visit again, he rolled his eyes pretty hard, which is a pretty big deal to his people!" As Danny frowned curiously at the term, Chris elaborated, "Emos!"
"Oh!" Danny giggled. "Well... I dunno, maybe we should speak to Blane or our parents and see if we can do something at half-term, or maybe over the summer!"
Chris gasped dramatically as he declared, "Yessssss! That! Let's do it! Chris and Danny's Big Gay Vacation!"
Danny chuckled as he said, "We're not calling it that," then put his bags down by his wardrobe. "So who's already back?" he asked, surprised to see the dorm so empty.
"Everyone except David," Chris replied. "I've only been back about ten minutes myself. The others are all over at the court playing basketball. I was gonna head over and join them before you got back!"
"Yeah, we should go. If Rob's playing I might not be the worst for a change!" Danny said with a wicked grin. It was a bit of a private joke between himself and Rob, how bad they both were at most sports outside of the ones they captained for. Danny paused for a moment and thought, unsure whether to say what he was thinking, or more importantly, whether it was a conversation he even felt ready to have. Figuring it needed to be brought up, he glanced at Chris and said, "So... does that mean Mark's over there too?"
Chris let out a long, low moan at the mention of the name, flopping down to sit on the side of his bunk.
"Are things... not good?" Danny asked, sounding more upbeat than he intended.
"No, they're good, it's just..." Chris started, pausing as Danny moved closer, taking a seat beside him. "Erm, actually, erm... are we... okay to talk about this?" he asked softly.
Danny felt a knot in his stomach at the question. "I'm... your best friend, we can... talk about anything," he said with a stern nod, though his certainty dropped away a little as he asked, "Unless you know a reason why... we shouldn't?" He stared at Chris expectantly.
Chris stared back for a few moments, gulped slightly then looked away, shaking his head. "No, no reason," he said meekly. "Then, well... things are good. You know the stuff that happened before Easter but since then we're still just... I dunno... kinda seeing what happens. You know how messed up he is cos of the Gregory stuff. We really can't rush it... not that I even know if there's an IT to rush, but... ugh, you get the idea!"
Danny contemplated the explanation for a moment and nodded his understanding. "Yeah," he agreed with a gentle nod. It was strange to see Chris without a smile on his face. Actually it was more than strange, it was almost painful. Ignoring the fluttering in his own stomach, Danny gave him a gentle nudge with his elbow and said, "Hey, `seeing what happens' is still pretty good, right? I could always... give it a bit of a hand if you like!"
"No, it's... it's just best to let us take things as they come!" Chris said, a slight smile returning as his choice of words led into something else. "But I do have another problem that might need a hand!"
"Oh yeah?" Danny enquired curiously.
Chris nodded sullenly, then reached out to grab Danny by the front of his t-shirt and pulled him close as he growled, "I am SO. Fucking. Horny!"
"Ohhhhhh, yeah, that!" Danny nodded. In the excitement of the camping trip, the easter break and the return to Kingswood, he had all but forgotten Chris' predicament.
Being `black banded' was the harshest student-issued punishment in the school and involved enforced chastity, a school-wide embargo on engaging in ANY sexual activity and a ban from the Underground. Chris had been black banded nearly two months ago now.
"I've still got a WHOLE fucking term in this thing!" Chris declared, reaching down to tap at the front of the large chastity device that prevented him from touching himself. "You gotta help me out, Danny!" he pleaded. "Everyone else is too scared to even think about playing with me. You're the only one who's had the balls to do it!"
Danny flinched away slightly. On one hand, he had already fucked Chris once during his sentence, breaking the very explicit rule about not doing so, but on the other hand, he couldn't help picturing what would happen if the Year 13s found out about it. "We shouldn't," he said anxiously.
"Yeah, I KNOW we shouldn't, that's kinda the point!" Chris scowled.
Danny shook his head as he started, "But if the year thirteens found out..."
"They won't!" Chris insisted. "And if somehow they do then... I dunno, I'll tell em I tricked you into it, or forced you or made a bet or something. You know the whole always pay your bets' thing! We can totally use that to make sure you don't get in any trouble!"
"Me? No, fuck that, I don't wanna risk YOU getting in trouble!" Danny said firmly. "You piss `em off anymore and they might just decide to report you to the teachers, and you could end up suspended or expelled or something. I don't wanna be responsible for anything like that happening to you!"
"That's sweet," Chris said with a nod, "I love the way you always look out for me, but you're forgetting one very important thing!"
"What?" Danny asked, concerned by the serious expression.
Chris grabbed Danny again and got so close that their noses were almost touching as he growled, "So. Fucking. Horny!"
Danny trembled slightly. He could taste Chris' breath in with his own, he felt himself getting lost in the beautiful emerald green of Chris' eyes, he could feel the hand gripping at his chest and the urgency it conveyed. He inhaled sharply, having inadvertently held his breath for several seconds, gulped and asked, "Hey Chris, want me to fuck you?"
"Yes please!" Chris replied politely before a huge grin spread across his face.
"Okay, but... where?" Danny asked, frowning thoughtfully.
"Usually it goes in the butt!" Chris replied, accompanying it with a dopey grin.
"You've been hanging round with Nicky too much," Danny grumbled, then shook his head and said, "I'd usually just grab a room in the Underground, but you'd definitely get caught going down there. And I definitely ain't shagging you in a toilet, yuck!"
"Oh yeah, cos it's so different from sucking a stranger's dick through a gloryhole!" Chris exclaimed. His eyes suddenly widened as he said, "Fuck, why haven't I been doing that all along? They wouldn't know it's me!"
"You wanna fuck or you wanna go hang out in a toilet cubicle?" Danny scowled.
"Well..." Chris said, looking genuinely undecided. As he received a punch to the arm, he added, "Kidding, geez, chill!"
"We could... sneak off into the woods," Danny suggested cautiously.
Chris recoiled, shaking his head emphatically. "No way. Not a chance!" he insisted.
Earlier in the year, the boys had headed into the woods at the instruction of their mentors, for what turned out to be a sacred Kingswood bonding ritual. It had been delayed slightly when Chris' abject phobia of the woods presented itself, a side effect of the accident that he and Danny had endured the previous year. Since then, any attempts to get Chris into the woods had proven futile.
"Come on, you can't avoid them forever!" Danny said firmly. "And besides, if you've got a term left in chastity and don't want this to be a one-off, we're gonna NEED somewhere we won't get caught!"
"We'll find somewhere else!" Chris pouted.
Danny sat back, raising his eyebrows as he said, "No. That's the deal now. You want sex... it's in the woods!"
"Ah, come on Danny, that's SO not fair," Chris whined.
"You're right, it's not!" Danny agreed. He let out a gentle sigh as he thought to himself, `But I fucked you up, so it's on me to put it right!' As Chris frowned curiously at his expression, he forced a smile and said, "But that's the deal I'm giving you. You want MY wood, you go into THE wood...s!"
"Smooth," Chris said, rolling his eyes. "And mean too!"
Danny shrugged and said, "The offer's there. Now we going for a walk in the woods or going to catch up with the others?"
Chris growled quietly then stood up and said, "Let's go play with some balls!"
"Yeah, that could be either option and you know it!" Danny said with a smirk. "But I'm guessing you mean BASKETballs!"
After shoving his bags into his wardrobe to at least give the illusion of unpacking, Danny headed back out accompanied by a still-grumbling Chris as they made their way across to the Sports Complex. As they neared one of the basketball courts, they spotted Nicky, Mark, Mikey and Harley playing a game of two-on-two while Josh was laid on the side of the court with Rob sitting on top of him.
As Mikey scored a lay-up, he offered Harley a fist-bump for setting him up as he taunted Nicky and Mark for another basket against them. "What's the score?" he called out to Rob.
"Erm... I believe it's I-don't-know to who-fucking-cares!" Rob called out, having given up on keeping score around the time he felt the need to restrain a particularly-annoying Josh.
"Seventeen to fifteen!" Josh called out, his cheek pressed to the ground as Rob sat on his back.
"Yusss. We rock!" Mikey called out happily. "Unbeatable team!" Mikey called out as he threw an arm around Harley.
"Well, unbeatable Mikey and accompanying midget!" Harley sniggered.
As Chris approached the court, he looked to Danny and said discretely, "Wow, I see what you mean about Mikey! That's... weird!"
During the camping trip in the first half of the easter break, Mikey had shared a tent with Harley and, despite some occasional hiccups, the two had become friends. When Danny recounted to story to Chris during one of their many calls over the second half of the break, it had been hard to believe of the often-cranky boy, but the evidence before Chris was undeniable.
"Don't say anything!" Danny said quietly as they got nearer. "He says he doesn't care what other people think, but you SO know he does! Besides, it may not even last, but it's sweet while it does!
As the boys on the court headed over to see the two new arrivals, there was a sudden cacophony of greetings with hugs in every direction.
"Hi guys!" Josh called out from the ground, still pinned.
"Yeah, I'm gonna go see what that's all about," Danny said, pointing to Rob and Josh before wandering towards them.
"You wanna play?" Mikey asked excitedly, offering the ball to Chris.
Chris accepted the ball and glanced at the basket more than half a court away. "Nah, wouldn't wanna show you all up with my mad skills!" he tossed the ball and watched as it... didn't even get close to the basket. "How cool would that have been if it'd gone in!" Chris smirked as the others laughed at the terrible shot.
As Mikey ran off after the ball, followed by Harley, Nicky looked from Chris, to Mark and back. As he sensed the awkwardness, he took a step back and said cautiously, "I'm gonna go and... erm... yeah..." He didn't even finish before heading off to join the others.
"Hey," Chris said shyly once he was alone with Mark.
"Hi," Mark replied, blushing a little.
"How was your easter?" Chris asked quietly as they started wandering away from the others.
"Well technically easter's today, so... pretty good so far!" Mark chuckled. "Yours?"
Chris shrugged a little and said, "Visits home always weird. I LOVE seeing my brothers and sisters, but being away from here just feels... wrong!"
Mark nodded his understanding, though his meek smile was clearly tempered by a little sadness.
"Oh, sorry," Chris said quietly. "I know home isn't exactly... fun for you."
Mark shrugged and said evasively, "No big deal, I'm good! This is home. That other place is just... where my parents happen to live!"
"You sound like Mikey," Chris said with a slightly awkward chuckle, but he quickly gave a huge grin and said, "But we're back now, so... yay!" He looked round, having not even noticed they were walking together as they found themselves on the path that led round the back of the building. Not far ahead, just on the other side of a football pitch and a wide stretch of open grass was the treeline of the woods. He let out an involuntary moan at the sight of it.
"You okay?" Mark asked curiously.
Chris almost just blurted out what was on his mind but figured that `I need to face my fear to let the guy I'm secretly in love with secretly fuck me' was probably not the best thing to say to a guy he was potentially beginning a relationship with. "Yeah," he said, grabbing Mark's arm to lean against him as they walked. "Just... thinking about this term. Lots going on!"
"Yeah," Mark nodded gently. "Rugby final, football final, Battle of the Bands!" he listed off.
"Stage Fright's gonna win!" Chris said confidently about their band.
"Not that you're biased in any way..." Mark said with a smirk.
Chris shrugged as he sniggered, then added, "Should find out by then if our play won the Drama Showcase too. Plus we've got the whole GCSE-choosing stuff to deal with!" he said, frowning as there had already been a lot of indecisive talk in the dorm about subject choices for Year 10. "And..." he suddenly continued, "Choosing dormmates for next year too!"
"Wow, yeah, busy term," Mark said, nodding thoughtfully. "Barely gonna be enough time for... other stuff, right?"
"There's always time for `other' stuff," Chris replied with a wink, then let out another moan as he realised, "For those of you who can do it!"
Mark reached out and stroked Chris' arm gently as he looked at the black band and said, "Ya never know, they might let you off early for good behaviour!"
Chris gave a wicked grin as he replied, "Yeah, but that would mean actually behaving!"
As Mark laughed, he shook his head and said, "Actually it would just mean not getting caught when you DO misbehave!"
"Oh, clever!" Chris smirked. "I knew I liked you for a reason!" As he saw Mark blushing, he quickly added, "I just... ya know... meant in general. I wasn't hinting at anything!"
Mark nodded for a moment then said, "Yeah, it's okay, I know. It's fine, you're allowed to... I dunno, like me or whatever, I just..."
"Need time and space," Chris finished for him. "That's fine, the continuum is yours," he smirked.
Mark rolled his eyes as he chuckled at the silly comment, but reached out and took both of Chris' hands in his own as he said quietly, "Maybe not... too much space!" As he leaned in, Chris reciprocated and they met, kissing for several seconds before pulling away, grinning giddily.
"That's fun," Chris said happily. He glanced at the wood again and let out a gentle sigh before he nodded down the path and said, "C'mon, let's go see how badly Rob and Danny are sucking at basketball!"
David stood waiting at the bottom of the stairs for James to return from his dorm, having dropped off his bags. As he heard his phone chime to let him know a message arrived, he pulled it out and sighed slightly as he saw the name `Rose' on-screen.
[Hey, hope you're all settled back in at Kingswood. Still feels weird not being there. Hope you're doing okay, not sure if you got my last couple of messages. Let me know how you're doing. Lots of love xx]
David read it a couple of times, before scrolling back to look at the similar messages he had received over the last couple of weeks, none of which had been replied to. [Hi, I'm fine!] he wrote then deleted. It would have been a lie. [I miss you so much!] he wrote before deleting again, which would have been true but not something he really felt right saying. [I'm glad you're doing okay, but hearing from you keeps] he didn't even finish his third message before deleting it. Eventually he just locked his phone and slipped it back into his pocket.
"C'mon," James said as he reached David, having gotten all the way down a flight of stairs without being seen by the distracted boy. "Dad and Erin are waiting for us!"
David nodded as he quickly followed behind James, heading for the stairs down to the ground floor. "You sure you want me to come in with you?" he asked quietly.
James nodded and his brow furrowed. "Definitely!" he insisted. "I screwed up last year by not including you in important things. I'm not perfect, but I learn!"
David smiled, appreciating the effort James was putting in to include him in his latest big decision. They met up with James' dad and step-mum before heading off for a meeting with Mr Fitzsimmons, Master of the Second Floor, where James currently resided.
After some excessively polite greetings, everyone took seats around the small conference table. Mr Fitzsimmons had been joined by Dr Arkwright, the school's physician and counsellor, who had been supporting James for some time now.
"Just to be sure we all know the purpose of this meeting," Mr Fitzsimmons started, "Having skipped forward at the start of the year, the pressures of GCSE year have been..." he paused to look sympathetically at James, "...well, they've taken a toll!" He got a nod and meek smile from the boy, so he went on. "When we met previously, we discussed the possibilities to best help James and we're here today to start putting James' decision into place, so let's not beat about the bush. James, have you decided what you want to do?"
James took a deep breath and glanced to David as he nodded.
THREE DAYS EARLIER
"Ah, yeah, that's so good," David sighed contentedly as he teetered on the brink of orgasm. He was lying naked on James' bed, hands raised above his head, legs spread wide as he let James have free access to every inch of his body.
"Yeah? You liked that?" James asked anxiously as he sat back up, having just lapped at David's straining erection and balls several times.
"Almost... enough to... make me cum!" David panted.
"Well time's up," James shrugged. "That's my full ten minutes!"
"You can have five more!" David insisted.
James grinned at the eagerness and said, "But it's my turn!"
"Forget that, it was just a stupid game. Come here!" David said as he sat up, grabbed James and pulled him into a kiss before lying back, pulling James with him.
James straddled David as they made out, their bodies happily pressing together, James' tight, slender frame laying atop David's slightly squishy torso. Their crotches mashed against each other, neither of them particularly well-endowed but that didn't matter to them in the slightest. Regardless of size, their rigid penises were more than capable of bringing both themselves and each other enormous pleasure.
David started humping up against James and immediately felt the move reciprocated as they continued to grasp at each other, kissing eagerly. One of them moaned into the other's mouth and it was mirrored back as both boys felt themselves rapidly frotting closer to release.
James finally broke the kiss, panting heavily as he whimpered, "Oh my gosh, David, I'm... unnh, I'm... I'm cumming!"
"Me too," David whispered, reaching up to gently stroke James' chest as their cocks both spat up a small but powerful load, covering David's stomach in watery goo.
James flopped to the side, immediately cuddling up to David as they laid catching their breath.
"That was... really good!" David said happily. Having been at James' house for nearly two weeks now, the two boys had played together plenty of times and David was already seeing James loosening up more. The issues borne of a childhood trauma that had interfered with their earlier forays into intimacy were still not gone, but were gradually decreasing.
"Yeah, safe to say I enjoyed it too!" James giggled as he reached out to poke David's stomach, right next to a puddle of their combined spunk.
"What ever happened to your whole `sexual activity is a waste of good study time' thing?" David teased as he reached out to grab some tissues and start cleaning up.
James shrugged as he replied quietly, "Guess I realised I can do this stuff and still be the best student at Kingswood!"
"If anyone can, it's you!" David said with a sweet smile. "So... does this mean you've decided, ya know, whether to stay in Year 11 or move back down?"
"Yeah!" James nodded as he sat up, reaching out to grab his t-shirt, which he promptly pulled back on.
David copied as he tossed the tissues into the bin, happily covering up his top half. They both remained naked from the waist down as they sat facing each other cross-legged on the bed. "And?" David prompted.
"I'm moving back down. I know I'm smart, but... I know when I'm not ready!" James insisted.
David's brow furrowed heavily at the proclamation. "Yeah, maybe we need to talk about that!" he said with clear concern.
James frowned back at him and said, "You told me it was my decision to make!"
"Yeah, and it was..." David started, then shrugged as he added, "When I thought you were gonna make the right one!"
"Oh, so now you know which decision's the right one for me, do you?" James asked, folding his arms petulantly.
"Yeah, when it comes to this decision, I actually do! You need to stay and do your GCSEs!" David insisted.
James looked a little confused as he said, "I thought you'd want me to move back. I mean... you had that whole plan for... ya know, what the rest of our time together was gonna look like. We could still do it!"
David let out a gentle sigh as he nodded. "Yeah, I thought about that," he said, then gave James a sad look as he added, "A LOT! But... this isn't about me. It's about you!"
"Then shouldn't I get to decide for myself!" James argued.
"You should, but that wouldn't be a decision for yourself. That'd be a decision for me. You'd be coming back to MY vision of what it'd be like and... as much as I'd love it, I couldn't live with myself if I made you miss an incredible opportunity!" David explained. "I know how hard a time you're having in year eleven, but... I also know if anyone can do it, it's you!"
"But I CAN'T handle it!" James said, blushing, not used to such an admission of failure.
"Yes you can!" David insisted. "You're just scared and if you undo all the hard work you've done this year just cos you're scared, or cos you want to make ME happy... that's just not right!"
"But if I came back down to year nine, we'd still have four years together!" James insisted.
"If you stay, we've still got two-and-a-third years. That's basically forever!" David argued back. He sighed as he saw James frowning. "Look, if you REALLY believe you can't handle it and you decide to move back down, you know I'll be happy to have you, but... if you really are just scared, then... be brave, and let me help you do it, cos I know you can!"
James stared back at his best friend, took a deep breath in and nodded as he exhaled slowly.
TODAY
"I'm sorry if I'm making us meet for nothing and wasting your time," James apologised, "But... I'd like to try and stay in year eleven... and take my GCSEs!"
Mr Fitzsimmons smiled broadly. "That's wonderful to hear, James. And you're not wasting anybody's time. Even if you're staying put, this whole thing just helped us see we probably need a bit more stuff in place to support you, so that's what we can talk about today."
"Yes sir," James said happily.
Beneath the table, David took hold of James' hand and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"GET THE FUCK OUTTA HERE!" Angel screamed furiously at the confused and embarrassed-looking Year 11 student who was fleeing the room.
"Hey, chill," Nicky said, grabbing the younger boy's shoulder to turn him away from the door.
"No, this is..." Angel started, pausing to growl in frustration for a moment, "Fuck, what's the point of an anti-bullying thing where WE end up being targets instead of actually helping people?"
Nicky nodded his understanding. When Angel had suggested his anti-bullying program, driven primarily by his own guilt about bullying others, Nicky had thought it was a great idea and been happy to get involved. A few other students had offered to help out too, forming the `Anti-Bullying Defence League' or ABDL as they advertised it.
The meeting with their first `customer' had not ended well, and since then they had been contacted two more times by other students, though those meetings had ended in a confusing and unpleasant manner too. Today's meeting made four and it was clearly getting to Angel. What made it worse was that he and Nicky were now the only other volunteers left, the others having quit thanks to weird and unpleasant comments from other students.
"I'm just gonna end the whole thing," Angel huffed, kicking a chair before wincing a little when it hurt his foot.
"I just... don't get it," Nicky said, shaking his head. He looked down at the table, where the boy who had just fled had left a dummy (pacifier, to you Americans). "Like... why do we keep getting these left for us?"
"It... it's just... fuck, I don't know. It's all so fucking stupid and I quit. That's it. It's over. I'm done. I'm out. Obviously nobody needs any actual real help, which is good I suppose," Angel said, shaking his head, "But that's it. No more!"
Nicky nodded solemnly. It was hard to disagree after so many setbacks. It was only his determination to support the younger boy's endeavour that had stopped him from quitting previously too. "Come on, you wanna go see if the pool table's free?" he asked, holding his arm out.
"Sure," Angel sighed, letting Nicky put an arm around him.
As they opened the door, they found a small, timid-looking Year 7 boy standing there, his hand positioned as if he had been about to knock. He changed from timid to outright nervous as he saw the two boys. Angel was a little above average height for a Year 8, while Nicky was now one of the tallest boys in the entire school, even though he was still a Year 9, so the diminutive twelve-year-old was literally staring up to look at them. "Are... are you the... ABDL guys?"
"Not anymore," Angel scowled, ready for another fight.
"Hold up," Nicky said as he pulled his arm from around Angel then squatted down, the Year 7 boy's eyes following him until he settled, now almost the same height. "Yes, we are. Are you... okay?" he asked softly.
The boy just shook his head, very visibly on the verge of tears.
"Come in," Angel said, moving aside and gesturing for the boy to enter. "I'm Angel and this is Nicky. What's your name?"
The younger boy sniffed and said, "Ruo-Jian, but everyone just calls me Ror," as he walked in.
"Have a seat," Angel said, his previous anger having melted away the moment they saw the distressed boy. As Ror sat down, Angel said softly, "So, can you tell us what's wrong?"
Seeing the nervous look he got from the younger boy, Nicky patted Angel on the back and said, "Why don't I leave you two to chat. Message if you need me, okay?"
Angel nodded back happily, glad to finally have someone to help.
Nicky headed out of the room, letting the two boys talk. He wandered along the first floor hallway, stopping to lean on the balustrade as he stared down over the open area. He was so completely lost in thought that he didn't even hear Chris approaching. Chris had seized the opportunity to surprise Nicky with a wedgie that almost made Nicky jump right over the stone railing. "Get off, dickhead," he grumbled, fishing his underwear out of his arse-crack as Chris sniggered.
"And I'm not even sorry," Chris beamed. "Whatcha up to?"
Nicky sighed. He was glad it was Chris who had come along. A big part of his therapy for handling the loss of his twin had focused around getting him to share his feelings more, and while he COULD do it with most of his friends, there were a couple he just felt so much more comfortable doing it with. Chris was one of them. "Thinking about Matt," he said softly, getting a sympathetic head-tilt from Chris. "I was just with Angel and he's finally making progress on his anti-bullying thing and it made me realise that's probably the sort of thing Matt would have done if he was here."
Chris nodded as he stood against the railing alongside Nicky, leaning sideways against him slightly.
"Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever have a day where there aren't things that remind me of him," Nicky explained quietly, then frowned as he continued, "But then I feel guilty for kinda wanting to NOT think about him. It's... confusing."
Chris nodded again, but this time when Nicky didn't go on he said back, "I can't even imagine what it's like to lose one of my brothers, so there's no way I can ever imagine what it feels like to try and move on, but I know you!" As Nicky looked at him, smiling curiously, Chris went on, "I know you love him and you always will, and I know you're a good person, so I think... whatever you feel or whatever you think, it'll be the right thing!"
Nicky thought about it for a moment and nodded. He let his head tilt to the side to rest on Chris' shoulder as he said quietly, "Thank you!" After a few moments of comfortable silence, he lifted his head and looked round to make sure the coast was clear before he asked, "Speaking of moving on. How are... things?"
Chris let out a groan as he lowered his head to let his forehead rest on his arms for a moment. He let out another grunt as he stood back up and said, "I don't even know anymore!" He took a deep breath and exhaled sharply through his nose as he shook his head. "I finally feel like I'm ready to move on from, like... you-know-who..."
"Everyone knows who!" Nicky smirked.
Chris scowled for a moment and continued, "And the person I kinda want to move on with is still kinda stuck and not ready to move on anyway, which is fine cos I know the shit he's dealing with and I wanna support him as a friend, but at the same time... I dunno, I'm kinda scared that I don't actually wanna be with him, I just wanna be with someone who's NOT Danny and I'll end up hurting Mark more. It all just sucks and I can't even de-stress cos of this STUPID black band!" He waved his wrist, bearing the band that signified his ongoing punishment.
"The Kingswood Effect strikes again!" Nicky said with a quiet snigger.
"I don't know what that is!" Chris frowned.
Nicky smiled as he put an arm around Chris and said, "Let's go find the others. I'll tell you about it on the way!"
Monday 18 April 2022
"Oh my god, how do I ache this much? I only had two weeks off from the gym!" David complained as he walked along with Danny and Mark, the three boys having just finished their first workout of the term.
"Yeah, especially considering you did so little," Mark teased with a cheesy grin.
"Hey, I did loads!" David argued back. "We can't all be Mr Muscles, you giant weirdo!"
"Oh! It's like that, is it?" Mark asked, suddenly reaching out to grab David. He leaned down throw the smaller boy over his shoulder and stood up with him flailing wildly.
"Oh wait," David said, going very still. "Why am I fighting this? It saves me walking!"
"And it's a good work out for me too," Mark smirked.
"Oy, that's dangerously close to body-shaming!" David grumbled.
"Danny. Verdict?" Mark demanded.
Danny just smirked as he shook his head and said, "You're as bad as each other and deserve whatever you get!"
"Fair," Mark shrugged, getting a hum of agreement from David as they made their way back into the Home Building.
"Whadda you bet they're all still in bed when we get back?" Danny asked as Mark placed David down on the stairs and they headed up. As the other two nodded their agreement, Danny said cautiously to Mark, "If... you wanna go join Chris I can go somewhere else!"
David raised his eyebrows as he looked at Danny who shrugged back casually. The question was out there now.
"No, I'll... erm... I'm good," Mark said shyly.
Picking up instantly on the look Danny gave him, David reached into his pocket to grab his phone and said, "Oh, important call, gotta take this!" before running off round the corner.
"It didn't... ring!" Mark frowned, shaking his head curiously.
"What's the problem?" Danny demanded.
"Maybe nothing, it's probably just on silent," Mark shrugged.
Danny frowned for a moment before he caught on and said, "No, not David's fake call, ya twit. You! And Chris! And... kissing!"
"What about it?" Mark asked, trying to play coy.
"You're hot. He's hot. You like him. He likes you. It's not THAT complicated!" Danny insisted. It was a strange conversation to be having, pushing someone else into a relationship with Chris, but the more time passed the more he realised he needed this to happen. He NEEDED some good to happen around him, if only to convince him that everything he touched didn't turn to crap, despite the mounting evidence to the contrary.
"It IS complicated!" Mark snapped.
"It's really not," Danny argued. "You just need to..."
"BACK OFF!" Mark snapped angrily. It echoed loudly around the large, empty atrium. He felt bad for yelling the moment it passed his lips, but hearing the words bounce back around him repeatedly made him feel even worse. "Look, just... let US sort it out, okay!"
Danny nodded, feeling bad for obviously pushing too hard. "Sorry," he said sheepishly. "I just want you to be happy!"
"I am!" Mark insisted, a smile spreading across his face. "You have no idea. Starting a new term and not dreading it, I fucking love this place. I don't need to be dating someone to be happy, I just... need to be here!"
Danny nodded sheepishly as they headed into the dorm and said, "I can offer apology cuddles!" As they got inside, with Mark chuckling at the offer, they realised Danny had been half right. Everyone was still in bed, but they all seemed to be awake, chatting eagerly.
"Mark, excellent," Rob said as he saw them enter. "Rugby practice after breakfast!"
"I can't, Stage Fright's got a rehearsal," Mark replied. "Battle of the Bands play-offs are on Sunday!"
"And the Rugby final's Saturday. We need to be on top form to beat Fothergill!" Rob insisted.
"Sorry," Mark shrugged. "I already committed to band practice, but I can come along after!"
"Fine," Rob shrugged.
"Maybe I could schedule a football practice too, just to help you show off how in-demand you are, Mr Popular!" Danny teased. As Mark smirked, Danny cocked his head and said, "Wait, I probably DO need to schedule some extra practices! I'm gonna go see Adrian. He's my planner! Rain-check on the cuddles and stuff?"
"Sure!" Mark chuckled as Danny tossed down his gym bag and left the dorm. ? Heading two doors down the hallway to dorm 1.11, Danny knocked quietly, not wanting to disturb the whole dorm if they were still asleep. As the door swung open and Harley appeared, he yelled out back into the dorm, "Freaky timing, it's him!"
"Perfect, get him in here!" Danny heard Adrian call out.
"You heard him!" Harley said, reaching out to pull Danny into the dorm, closing the door behind him.
"What are the odds?" "His Danny-sense was tingling!" "He probably knows what we want!" some of the boys called out, most of them still on their bunks, the ones on top looking down at an increasingly-nervous Danny.
"What's, erm... why..., erm..." Danny mumbled nervously.
"This!" Kevin Wood said as he reached for the desk and picked up a small card that he waved at Danny.
Danny felt his stomach churn. Even without being close enough to read the card, he knew what it was. Back when Chris' `black band' punishment had been even more strict, banning human contact entirely, Danny had fought hard against it, eventually using the combined force of Year 9 to stand up to Chris' oppressors. Unfortunately, that support had come at a price, and in the case of dorm 1.11 it had meant each member of the dorm had been granted a card that permitted them 1 hour in charge of Danny, making him do whatever they wanted.
So far, four cards had been used, subjecting Danny to a range of humiliating tasks, though only the first one had involved anything of a sexual nature. Based on the way the dorm's occupants were looking at him, he suspected this time would absolutely be sexual. His shoulders slumped as he sighed and asked, "Whadda you want?"
"We're gonna play a game!" Kevin said happily.
Danny glanced at the clock and said, "You'll all be late to breakfast!" as if that might convince them to cut it short or change their plans entirely.
"Yeah, we'll live," Adrian said dismissively. "Come on, losers. To the sofas!" he declared as he jumped from his own bunk to head to the four two-seaters arranged in a square at the back of the dorm.
As Danny felt himself dragged along by Adrian, he asked quietly, "Why do I have a feeling you were involved in planning... whatever this is!"
"Maybe you're just a very distrustful person," Adrian smirked. "And you'd be wrong anyway. This was all Kev's idea!"
"Well the game was," Kevin interjected, hearing the conversation. "Having you here to do it was just a happy coincidence!"
"Yay for coincidence," Danny grumbled. As he was placed in the middle of the space between the sofas, watching the eight boys sit around him, he shook his head and said, "Gonna guess my clothes are coming off!"
"Hey, you guessed right!" Oliver Green called out, getting a chuckle from the others.
"Great," Danny said sarcastically. "What do I win?"
"Nudity. Get to it!" Harley said cheekily with an impish grin, earning more sniggers from his dormmates.
Danny quickly removed his clothes and kicked the small pile aside as he stood naked, not even bothering to cover up.
"Huh!" Jonathan Hughes grunted. As the others looked his way, he gave a wry grin and said, "I think that's the first time I've seen him without a boner!"
As the boys burst into hysterics once again, Kevin called out, "Definitely a grower and not a show-er!"
Danny blushed at the comment and the laughter that followed it. Being exposed in front of the other boys, having his cock commented on (both about its flaccid state and its size), knowing he was heading for some embarrassing game, all of it added up to quite a hefty dose of humiliation, which inevitably meant one thing! Letting out an almost inaudible groan, Danny felt the first twitches of an erection, his dick slowly beginning to swell.
"Oh my god!" Jonathan called out. "IT'S ALIVE!"
"Is he really getting hard just from being naked?" Brandon White asked, more out of genuine curiosity than any desire to embarrass Danny further, though it still managed to do so.
"It's Danny. Hard is just its natural state!" Adrian smirked.
"Same for being naked!" Kevin added.
Despite his visibly-growing arousal, Danny started to feel quite upset at the constant barrage of jokes and veiled insults. "Can we just get on with it?" he snapped. "Your time's ticking!"
"Wow, he just can't wait, can he! He's really gagging for it!" Adrian laughed. As he saw Danny looking furious, he quickly added, "Kev, tell him the plan!"
"You're gonna suck someone's dick... in front of everyone else!" Kevin explained.
Danny frowned as he said, "That's... not much of a game!"
Kevin tutted and rolled his eyes. "That's just the forfeit!" he said with a head shake.
"Getting a blow job's a forfeit?" Danny asked incredulously.
"In front of everyone!" Kevin reiterated.
"Yeah, we're not all perverted, horny, show-off slut-bags like you, Danny!" Adrian teased, getting more laughs.
Once they quietened again, Kevin continued, "We're each gonna jerk you off for fifteen seconds at a time. Whoever makes you shoot, gets the forfeit!"
"So I get jerked off AND get to suck a dick!" Danny exclaimed. "Cool!"
"Wow, he really is a..." Harley started, then paused to look at Adrian and asked, "What was it?"
"Horny, show-off slut-bag!" Adrian reminded the other boy. "Anyway, like the slut-bag said, time's ticking. Kev, this was your card, so you get the honour of going first!"
Despite his embarrassment at the situation, and annoyance at the name-calling, Danny felt suddenly confident. The others may have been in command, but they were doing stuff HE knew way better than any of them. He had been working to try and get the rest of his peers as sexually active as his own dorm, and this was a step in the right direction, but that also meant they were painfully inexperienced and he knew how he could use it to minimise his embarrassment a little.
Watching as Kevin took hold of his dick and started stroking, blushing a little as the others sniggered and whispered to each other, Danny shrugged and said, "Meh, I've had better!"
As Kevin blushed a little, Danny moved on round the circle, his fifteen seconds already up. Next up, Brandon White tentatively grabbed Danny's dick, looking embarrassed instantly even before Danny had said anything.
As the time expired again, Danny shook his head and said, "Jesus, you trying to make me cum, or to rip my dick off? Go easy on my next lap, okay!"
Brandon looked a little red at the comment but ended up laughing along with the others.
Danny continued to work his way around the circle, reviewing each of the boys' techniques. He was mostly honest, but threw in the occasional insult too, if only to try and keep the power leaning in his favour. As he passed Kevin at the beginning of the second circuit, he realised something slightly frustrating – none of them were really putting in much effort. He quickly realised there was good reason for it. If they saw the blow job as a punishment, they were obviously never going to go out of their way to actually pleasure Danny. As a result, by the time he had done four laps he barely even felt any closer to cumming than when he started.
Briefly considering voicing his concerns about how long it would take, and how torturous it would be to be kept on the edge as they pushed him painfully slowly towards climax, Danny opted for another idea. "Ya know..." he said casually as Harley jerked him off. "If you get me REALLY close to cumming, then you're setting up the guy next to you to lose!"
Nervous glances were exchanged as the boys immediately fell for the intentional rivalry Danny was sowing between them.
"And..." Danny added. "Get me close without making me cum and there's seven guys between you and your next turn!"
Adrian glanced at Danny and gave him a knowing smirk but didn't say anything to the others.
Just as Harley decided to speed up, his time was over and Danny moved round to the next boy. As planned, the eagerness of the stroking increased massively and while Danny wasn't quite to the edge right away, it was less than a full lap before he felt the beginnings of an orgasm building. He did his best to hide it. They might have been able to force him to be part of their game, but that didn't mean he had to play it the way they wanted!
As Adrian's turn came up, he took hold of Danny's dick and stroked it quickly, grinning up at him as he did so. Once again, he gave an insightful smile. Danny was hiding his excitement well, but Adrian knew him better than most and managed to slow down just in time to prevent Danny shooting.
Tommy Lewis was next and by the time his fifteen seconds were up, he had obliviously taken Danny right to the brink. Unaware of how close he had gotten, he breathed a sigh of relief as Danny moved on to Harley.
Harley took hold and immediately started stroking rapidly, hoping to set the next boy up to fail. With just two seconds left to go, he was suddenly shot in the face with a jet of spunk as Danny let out a pleasured groan, no longer needing to hide it.
Harley tried to move, but the other boys held him down while Danny continued to shoot, covering the boy in a hefty load that dripped down off his face and onto his t-shirt. The rest of the dorm was cheering as Harley just looked shocked and humiliated.
"We have a winner!" Kevin called out.
"Loser!" Jonathan corrected.
"We have a loser!" Kevin corrected himself. "Come on, get his clothes off so he can pay up!"
"Hey, what are..." Harley began to object as his dormmates grabbed at him and pulled his t-shirt and shorts off, unhindered by the boy's weak attempts to resist.
Harley sat with bright red, cum-streaked cheeks, completely naked with his hands clasped over his crotch.
"Yeah, kinda hard to suck it through your hands!" Danny said, feeling a little bad for the embarrassed boy. He felt slightly better for the fact he knew Harley was about to enjoy himself. This wouldn't be the first time Danny had sucked him, the two having shared a tent with Ben from dorm 1.12 at a camp-out earlier in the year.
Harley let out a whimper as he dropped his hands to his side, revealing a small, hairless erection.
"Aww, he's adorable," Danny said, still enjoying the opportunity to turn some of the teasing around.
"Shut up and suck, slut-bag!" Adrian sniggered, reaching out with his foot to shove the back of Danny's knees.
Danny's legs gave way beneath him as they bent from the kick, dropping him to his knees in front of Harley. "Well, I hope you enjoy this as much as you KNOW the others are gonna enjoy watching!" he said with a smirk. He gestured round the rest of the group and added, "You totally know anyone who doesn't already have a boner is gonna have one in about ten seconds!"
Harley giggled at the comment as most of the other boys squirmed awkwardly, knowing he was exactly right.
"Let's do it. You want hard and fast or slow and relaxed?" Danny asked with a wry grin.
"Hard and fast. I'm hungry!" Harley said, grinning back at Danny, "For breakfast I mean, not this!"
"Yes sir," Danny sniggered as he leaned down to take the boy's dick into his mouth. He quickly got to work pleasuring Harley as eagerly as he could. He had only played with the smaller boy a couple of times during their nights in the tent together, but he already had a fairly good understanding of what got him going. Quick flicks of the tongue over the head of his dick, massaging his balls and stroking his inner thigh had done the job before and as he resumed the same technique now, he knew it would be over quickly.
Despite the embarrassment of being pleasured in front of his friends, Harley was letting out quiet pleasured moans as Danny expertly rushed him towards climax. Had he not closed his eyes into avoid eye contact with his peers, he would have seen that all of them were playing with themselves, some more overtly than others. None had their dicks fully out, but Danny suspected it wouldn't have taken much convincing to get them to do so, though that would have to wait for another time.
"Jesus, he's shaking," Brandon muttered as they saw Harley trembling on the brink of release.
"You don't suck as much dick as Danny does without getting REALLY fucking good at it!" Adrian said, almost proudly.
Danny heard the comment and wasn't quite sure whether he liked it or not. He didn't have much time to think about it though before he felt Harley's dick throb between his lips. As much as he would have loved to swallow the boy's load, he knew how to please an audience and pulled off, letting the rest of the gentle squirts cover Harley's smooth, flat stomach, pooling a little in his belly button.
With Danny's load still on his face and his own load over his tummy, Harley just sat panting to catch his breath, limp and exhausted. The other boys burst into amused applause.
"Well you've still got twelve minutes left," Kevin said as he glanced at the clock, "But fuck it. Job well done, we'll let you off!"
"Wow, so kind of you," Danny said a little dryly.
As Danny went to reach for his clothes, Kevin grabbed them and said, "We'll keep hold of these!"
Danny let out a groan. It was only a short walk along to his own dorm, but he absolutely knew he wouldn't go unseen. He huffed as he stood and looked to Adrian. "Anyway, I was coming in to ask if you could book us a pitch and arrange a practice for this afternoon!" As he got a nod of understanding from Adrian, he headed for the door as he called back, "Pleasure seeing you all. See you next time!" He opened the door and stepped out, just as Mr Trent was walking past.
"Forget something?" Mr Trent asked as he looked the naked boy up and down.
Danny slammed the door on the dorm's hysterical occupants.
[David, if u want me 2 leave u alone just say so but please let me know ur ok!] David had only read the latest message from Rose through his notifications, so it didn't even show to her as read. He looked at it once again, knowing he should reply but unable to bring himself to. He was suddenly shaken from his thoughts by arms wrapping around him from behind and a cheek pressing against his shoulder.
Even without seeing him fully, he recognised that it was James. He chuckled and reached up to grab the hands clasped over his chest as he asked, "You okay?"
"Yeah, happy hug!" James said, giving David a gentle squeeze before letting go to allow him to turn around. He blushed a little as he saw David raise an eyebrow and said, "I'm... hugging more now, okay!"
"Chris'll be so proud!" David sniggered.
"So will Roger!" James said with a nod, referring to the therapist he had been speaking to weekly ever since he uncovered the repressed memories of the childhood abuse he had suffered at the hands of his Uncle. "He's always telling me it's good to share how I feel with people that..." he paused and realised the sentence was too late to abort, so he finished, "People that... matter to me!"
David smiled, resisting the urge to tease the accidental proclamation of affection, but couldn't help asking, "And today you feel... huggy?"
"Happy!" James replied with a nod, "but yeah, I guess huggy too, although that's not a word!"
"We both just used it, we both knew what it meant and it conveyed what we intended the word to convey," David insisted. "Ergo... it's a word!" James smiled but rolled his eyes at the unassailable logic as David added, "Why so happy slash huggy then?"
"Just... thankful for... you," James said, beginning to regret his show of affection slightly as he felt his embarrassment increasing. "Not just for being there for me yesterday, but... just... talking me through all this stuff about year eleven and my exams! I... couldn't do it without you!"
"Huh, and I didn't think there was anything you couldn't do," David replied, "Well, except show actual human emotions, but I guess I was wrong about that too!"
James' eyes narrowed slightly as he stared back in reluctant amusement. "You'll notice your humour isn't one of the things I said I'm thankful for!" he said flatly.
As David shrugged it off, he asked casually, "So what d'ya wanna do this morning?"
"I WANT to revise for my exams!" James answered honestly, "But... I know I need to relax and stick to my new revision schedule, so... it's totally up to you!" He paused a moment and said, "We could... go somewhere private if you like!"
David thought for a moment then shook his head as he said, "Nah, I'm not really... erm... in that kinda mood."
"Oh, okay," James said sadly. "Then... erm... Xbox?" he suggested with a slight shrug.
David gave a gentle nod as he said, "Yeah, might be free, let's go check!" As they started to walk away, he pulled his phone out and looked at the unread message again, then glanced at James before slipping the phone back into his pocket, letting out a quiet sigh.
"Great job, guys!" Danny said happily as the team finished up with practice. "You lot are on clean-up!" he added, pointing to the small group of dorm 1.11 boys.
"Is this revenge for this morning?" Jonathan asked, shaking his head.
"Yup, and I'm not even gonna pretend it's not, get to it!" Danny said unapologetically.
"Yeah, you heard him!" Adrian said, standing at Danny's side, "Get cleaning up!"
"Oh, you should really help out your dormmates," Danny said, giving Adrian a smug grin as the other boys sniggered at his foiled attempt to get out of helping.
"Not cool," Adrian grumbled as he walked away.
"Danny!" a voice suddenly boomed across the pitch. "To my office!" Mr Rudd instructed firmly as the boys turned to see the imposing teacher.
"Ooh, someone's in trouble," Mikey sniggered.
Danny rolled his eyes and shook his head. "Ugh, no, it's cos of a thing from the camping trip. He thinks I need `lessons in self-control' or something!" he groaned. As he turned to walk away, he started mumbling, "You get caught naked and jerking off in front of a dozen guys one time..."
"Wait, what did he say?" Josh asked, looking absolutely bewildered as Danny disappeared into the building.
"Lessons in self-control!" Mark said, shrugging a little.
Josh let out a dismayed whimper. That was what Mr Rudd had called their sessions together, at least at first.
"Aww, is widdle Josh all jealous someone else is getting spanked by Mr Rudd?" Mikey teased, grabbing Josh in a playful headlock.
"No, piss off!" Josh said as he struggled free of Mikey's grip.
The boys headed inside chattered quietly as they made their way back to the locker room, ready to shower and head home for dinner, with conversation revolving heavily around the shenanigans in dorm 1.11 that morning, which they had shamelessly shared with the other Year 9 boys.
Josh remained staunchly outside the conversation. Both on his way into the building and again on the way back out, he slowed as he passed Mr Rudd's office. He couldn't hear anything of what was going on inside between Danny and Mr Rudd, though he was not entirely sure he really wanted to anyway.
"Okay," Joseph panted. "Who haven't we done?" he asked breathlessly, looking from Brian to Danny and back.
"I think that's it!" Danny replied dreamily, casually stroking his dick. All three of them were naked and flopped out on the two beds that had been pushed together.
"Yeah," Brian replied, squirming a little with Joseph's dick still inside him. "I fucked Danny, Danny fucked you, you fucked Danny, Danny fucked you, I fucked you and now... this," he finished, gesturing to the erection impaling him.
"You guys wanna cum yet, or you wanna see if we can do all the three-way combinations too?" Joseph asked playfully. "Danny, you wanna be the meat in a Joseph/Brian sandwich?"
Danny smirked as he sat up. "You KNOW there's no way I'm saying no to that!" he said with a grin that faltered for a moment, already imagining what Adrian or one of the others would say about his comment.
"Slut!" "Whore!" "Cock sucker" he could almost hear them until Joseph distracted him.
"Come on then, get in here!" Joseph said as he pulled away, all three laughing at the comedic squelch of his well-lubed cock slurping out of Brian.
"Okay, but you're switching round. It's been two weeks since I had my boyfriend's cum inside me and I NEED that to change!" Danny stated.
"Aww, so my load goes to waste?" Joseph pouted.
"You could just go second," Danny sniggered.
"Yay, silver medal to Joseph!" Joseph replied grumpily.
"Hey there is... another option!" Brian said, immediately attracting curious looks from the other two. "Both at once!"
"YES!" Joseph exclaimed excitedly.
"What? You mean, like... one in each end, right?" Danny asked, pausing as he waited for Brian who just shook his head. "So... both... in the same end... at the same time?" he asked, trembling slightly. "That's... possible?"
Brian nodded as he said, "It is. Obviously it's a stretch, literally... so... if you don't wanna risk it or... or if you do and it hurts too much!"
"Ugh, he knows!" Joseph groaned. "We're not gonna hurt him. At least, not more than we have to. Come on, climb on," he said as he reached out to pat Brian's stomach.
"Okay," Danny said, nervous but very clearly excited too as he straddled Brian. "What do I..."
"For now, just sit on his dick," Joseph instructed. He watched as Danny easily slid Brian's cock back inside him, the epic fuck-fest they had already been through easily loosening him up. "And lie back," he instructed as he pushed Danny to lie down atop Brian, whose arms wrapped around him. "Yeah, cuddling or making out or whatever will probably help. You REALLY need to be relaxed to stop this hurting too much... probably!"
"Probably?" Danny asked, his eyes that had fluttered shut as he felt Brian's lips against his neck suddenly shooting open. "You've done this before, right? You know what you're doing?" he demanded anxiously.
"No and yes in that order," Joseph chuckled. "Now shut up and relax!" he barked.
"This is gonna feel amazing!" Brian whispered before nibbling playfully at Danny's ear.
Joseph took hold of Danny's ankles and raised his legs, exposing his cock-filled hole. He frowned a little, unsure he actually could force his own penis in alongside his best friend's, but he was still determined to try. As he knelt in position, he guided his lubricated head up to the tight ring of muscle grasping onto Brian's boner. He pushed against it gently and heard a content moan from Danny.
Joseph let out a gentle sigh as he looked ahead and saw Brian and Danny now making out. It was a bizarre feeling to be in the middle of a threesome and feel lonely, but he couldn't help feeling the sting of his break-up, regardless of how long ago it had been now. Even good sex couldn't make up for how it had felt to have someone who was truly his.
Figuring he could worry about his singledom at a time when he wasn't about to double-penetrate the boy he mentored, Joseph pushed his cock in again. He felt a slight bit of give this time, but stopped again a few moments later. He repeated the move several times and was just on the verge of giving up for fear of hurting Danny when he juddered forward harder than intended and felt the tightness of Danny's hole around his cock. He looked down to find the head of his dick inside Danny, alongside Brian's ragingly-hard erection.
"HOLY FUCK!" Danny yelped out from equal measures of shock, pleasure and pain.
"Want me to stop?" Joseph asked, worried about injuring the boy.
"Joseph," Danny growled, "If you stop... I'm never fucking talking to you again!"
As laughter rippled through both Brian and Joseph, it elicited pleasured moans as their cocks throbbed and twitched in time with their laughs.
"Okay, I'm going in!" Joseph said with a grin. He started to push in, but this time heard moans from both of the others.
Danny moaned from the pleasured pain of his ring stretching even further than he was used to. As big as Berian was, Nicky was bigger and he had taken that successfully plenty of times. For Brian it felt bizarre and wonderful at the same time to have Joseph's cock sliding along the length of his own inside Danny.
"Fuck," Brian gasped. "We should've... done this... before we fucked... for an hour!"
"I know right, I'm close too," Joseph said, with a bemused grin.
"Oh no, you mean... we might finish... ugh, quickly and... ugh, oh fuck me... and have to do it again some time?" Danny asked, panting from the intense sensations. "How... awful!"
Joseph pulled out and slid back in again as fast as he dared, repeating it several times with gradually increasing speed.
"J... Joe... Joe... fuck... you're... you're gonna... make me..." Brian whimpered. The sentence was never finished as he began to spurt inside his boyfriend, his dick being stroked by his best friend's, still sliding up and down it inside the boy.
A couple more thrusts, paired with the throbbing of Brian's cock and the sudden warm gooiness inside Danny was enough to push Joseph over the edge too as he gave one more almighty push, then collapsed onto the boy, shooting inside him.
As Danny felt the dual loads filling him up, he felt a hand reach between his own and Joseph's body and grasp at his straining prick. He didn't know which of the other two it was, and he didn't really care, he just laid back sandwiched between the two seventeen-year-olds as his cock was stroked to a quick but toe-curling climax. Shot after shot of spunk pumped out between their bodies as Danny let out a long, shuddery moan.
"Jesus... fucking... Christ!" Joseph panted as he eventually came down from his post-orgasmic high. He tried to pull out but instead ended up toppling the whole pile, the three lying together with Danny in the middle, their bodies drenched with sweat and spunk.
"Yeah, that was... fuck!" Danny panted his agreement.
After a quick run to the showers to clean up, with all three squeezing into one cubicle and giggling the whole time, Danny kissed Brian good night and gave Joseph a quick hug before heading back down to his own floor. He did find himself walking a little awkwardly, the double penetration had been fun but he would certainly be feeling it for a couple of days. `A fun one-time thing, maybe," he thought to himself about it.
"Hey!" Danny said cheerfully as he spotted Chris emerging from the first-floor shower room. The scowl he got back was a little disconcerting. "What's up?" he asked curiously.
"I told you to stay out of it!" Chris snapped. Getting a blank look back from Danny, he added, "Me and Mark. He told me you were... pushing. Just stay out of it, okay!"
"Oh, erm... yeah, sorry," Danny said a little sheepishly as Chris marched past him and off towards the dorm. Danny let out a gentle groan. He knew Chris would get over it. Mark already had... mostly, but it still didn't feel good to have annoyed them.
Danny eventually followed Chris round the corner and immediately spotted Mikey standing by the door to the dorm, arms folded, face like thunder.
"You blew Harley!" Mikey snapped as Danny got close.
"Erm... yeah, I guess," Danny said, confused by the reaction. "Wait, do you... like him?"
"Eww, no, fuck off!" Mikey said with obvious disgust. "But I finally managed to make a friend outside the dorm and I don't want you fucking it up by scaring him off with your... whole slutty thing! My friends are OFF limits. Ya got it?" He jabbed a finger into Danny's chest as he spoke.
"Yeah, I get it, okay, sorry. It's not like I planned it," Danny argued. "They made me..."
"I don't care. You... keep you dick to yourself!" Mikey said, then turned to march into the dorm.
Danny let out another groan before walking in. The room was a hive of activity as the others were all preparing for bed. Figuring he would just crawl into bed and hide under the covers, Danny headed for his bunk, but got immediately shoulder-barged by Josh. "Oh, sorry," Danny said, though he didn't feel it was actually his fault.
"Eat shit and die!" Josh growled at him before heading off to his own bunk.
Danny just stared in shock, clueless as to what else he had done wrong now. He quickly jumped into bed before he could piss anyone else off. It had seemed like such a good start to the new term... until it didn't. Soon after, Mr Trent came round to do his nightly checks and the lights were shut off. Danny laid silently while the others had their pre-bed wanks before chattering for a while, eventually falling off to sleep. Still awake long after the others, he let out another sigh, wishing he could just roll over and cuddle up to Chris, but it seemed it wouldn't be welcome. Instead, he just laid quietly alone until he finally drifted off into a restless sleep.
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If you wish to read any of my other stories, please see below for links
The Kingswood Saga
Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-eight/
A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/a-very-kingswood-easter/
The Benny Saga (in reading order)
Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/
Other Series
Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/
One-shots
The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake
And Then It Got Worse – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse
Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity
There's a Naked Alfie in the Garden - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/theres-a-naked-alfie-in-the-garden