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The Kingswood Effect
Chapter 6
Friday 10 September 2021
Danny closed his eyes as he let the shower rain down over his head. He knew what he had to do and that time was running out to do it, but it was harder than he had expected. Two years ago, or even just one year ago, it would have been so much easier, but he had finally found his kryptonite... younger students!
Embarrassing himself in front of his classmates, or the school's older students... or even the teachers, that was easy, fun, exciting and weirdly enjoyable. It was the kind of thing that made him reluctantly hard and horny and eager to bust a load. Embarrassing himself in front of younger boys though, that was just straight-up embarrassing, the kind that made him want to climb into bed, pull the covers over his head and pretend the world didn't exist.
After being elected captain of his Year's football team the previous Saturday, he had received a warning from the outgoing captain, Aaron, that there would be hazing. When he had met the other captains and joined them in a ritualistic circle jerk and cum drink, he had thought that might be it... he had been wrong! Monday night, the first note arrived!
Hazing begins tomorrow. When you get dressed, don't wear underwear. Then forget' to pack your PE kit! Tell nobody what you're doing or why. We are watching you!' the note instructed.
The intent was clear. It was a well-established school rule that going to a PE lesson without your kit meant doing the lesson in your underwear. Not wearing underwear didn't get you out of it, it just meant they had to do it fully naked. That task had been a little embarrassing, but mostly fun. Being naked amongst the rest of the Year 9s had caused Danny to pop more than one erection throughout the lesson and the mockery had been brutal. Danny managed it absolutely fine and shot one hell of a load over it later that day.
Last night had seen the second note show up for him. `When you shower in the morning, jerk off. No facing the wall. Face the middle of the room. And no sneaking in early or late. Go at peak time! Tell no-one!'
When Danny read it, it had been momentarily exciting. He had been forced to masturbate in front of his class one time and it had been one of the best orgasms of his life, so doing it in the shower felt like no big challenge... until he got in there and saw the Year 7 and 8s already showering.
"Fuck!" he muttered to himself as he stood trying to psych himself up. Figuring he could at least minimise the embarrassment by keeping it quick, he did his best to get hard. Unsurprisingly, it was easy to achieve. A quick thought about Brian, a few moments remembering his circle jerk with the football captains and an unexpected but pleasant thought about Rob and he was fully hard. With other boys showering either side, he was sure they had already noticed it. "Fuck it," he whispered to himself and then turned to face away from the wall.
He started stroking and it took barely two seconds before the first showering boy noticed him jerking off.
"He's wanking!" a Year 7 boy in a chastity device called out, pointing openly at Danny.
That was all it took for the eighteen other showering boys ( and two waiting for showers to become available) to turn and openly stare at him.
"Ah Danny, what the hell!" Ryan from dorm 1.10 called out, sniggering.
"Nice dick!" "Get a room!" "He's hot!" "Ha, wanker!" some of the boys shouted out.
Danny's cheeks burned fiercely crimson as he masturbated furiously, desperate for a quick release. He had even foregone knocking one out during wank time the night before to make sure he had one `ready to go', as he thought of it. As much as he hated the younger eyes on him, the other five Year 9 boys staring at him was enough to keep him excited.
"Jesus, is he going all the way!" Ewan asked, shaking his head as he stood beside Ryan.
The door opened and Danny stared in horror as Chris, Mark and Rob all walked in. He had felt inordinately lucky to have found none of his dormmates present when he started, but let out a disgruntled moan as the three of them entered.
"Holy shit!" Mark exclaimed. "Is that normal?" he asked, staring wide-eyed at his new roommate.
Rob smirked and said, "For Danny... kind of!"
Danny wanted to shout at them to leave, but he finally reached the point of no return. He held his hand down and aimed his dick into it, enough to prevent the load from disrespectfully covering the shared area, but not enough to conceal the intense ejaculation.
"Okay, show's over!" Danny pouted, blushing as he quickly turned, letting the shower wash away the load from his hand despite a strong desire to eat it.
The rest of the boys returned to their showers, but made absolutely no attempt to disguise the fact they were talking about Danny. The only solace he could take in the whole thing was that half the boys in the room were now concealing semi or full erections of their own.
As some of the boys began to leave, many looking guiltily like they were about to go and `enjoy' what they had just seen, the shower next to Danny opened up. "Mate!" Rob said, walking along and slapping Danny on the back playfully. "Feeling a bit frisky, huh?" he asked with a snigger as he removed his glasses.
"Yeah, I guess," Danny said, wishing he could at least explain the embarrassing action. Doing the task was humiliating enough, but having the rest of the boys think he was doing it simply to show off made it so much worse. He turned off his shower and wrapped his towel around the waist, getting a round of slightly mocking cheers and applause as he left, getting a grin from Chris and a slightly head shake from Mark.
Fifth period on a Friday was free for the boys of dorms 1.09 and 1.11. Much like the hour of `quiet study' time at the end of their school day, it was intended to be used for schoolwork. While there were always some who flaunted the freedom the boys were given to manage their own time and priorities, most used the time wisely.
Today, Josh had invited David and Rob to join him in the Common Room. They had taken over one of the booths once David turned up, laptop clutched under his arm and looking a tiny bit sweaty and red, having engaged in one of his multiple daily wanks over the secret videos he had hidden away.
"Well the tutoring definitely helped," Josh said cheerfully once they were all settled down, showing the summary of his grades from his end-of-year report from Year 8.
Following slightly disappointing grades in Year 7, Josh had sought the help of his more academically inclined dormmates to help tutor him and help him learn more effectively. The project had been spear-headed by James, with himself, Rob and David each taking on three subjects each to help Josh work on.
"Yeah, definitely looks like it," Rob said with a nod, looking at the screen of his laptop where he had a page showing all of their dorm's Year 7 and 8 grades. "Woah, how am I top of the dorm on grade average?" he asked in genuine surprise.
David nodded thoughtfully for a moment and explained, "It's cos I suck at the creative stuff. Gimme a subject where you just have to know things and I ace it. Gimme one where you actually have to make something and... not quite so good. You're more of an all-rounder!"
"I think he's calling you fat!" Josh said in sotto voice as he leaned close to Rob.
"Quiet, you!" Rob scowled, swatting his best friend's arm. "And I know that wasn't what you meant," he added to a momentarily alarmed-looking David. "But getting back on track, Josh's grade average improved from a three point two, to... three point seven! Woah, that's like the third best in the dorm!"
"Yay, I'm finally as smart as I am hot!" Josh said smugly with a cheesy grin.
"Yeah, I don't think ," Rob smirked. "Looks like you improved the most in the subjects David tutored!" he said, remaining on topic.
"To be fair, my three subjects to tutor were his worst grades in year seven, so there was just more room for improvement!" David said modestly with a dismissive shrug.
"Don't sell yourself short, mate," Josh said happily. "You're a fucking good teacher! You always make things so easy to understand."
"Yeah, you definitely did good David!" Rob exclaimed, quickly adding up. "In my three subjects Josh improved..." he paused to count up, "One and a half stars in total." He paused checking the subjects James had taken and said, "Same for James." His eyebrows raised as he totalled David's. "And three and a half stars improvement for your ones! Jesus, that's more than me and James combined! DEFINITELY need to give you as much credit as Josh for that!"
David looked torn between being proud of the work and angry at the mention of James.
"Sorry," Rob said, immediately realising the issue.
"For what?" Josh asked a little cluelessly.
"He mentioned the J word," David said with a scowl.
"Jesus?" Josh asked curiously. "Are we not allowed to say that now?"
"He means James, you dickhead!" Rob said, playfully swatting the back of Josh's head.
"Oh!" Josh exclaimed with a nod of understanding, then reached up and swatted Rob back as he said, "Well you just said it again!"
"Oh yeah, oops," Rob said a little sheepishly. "Sorry again!"
Silence lingered between them for a few moments before Josh asked, "Have you seen him this year?"
"Seen him, yeah, but not spoke to him," David answered bluntly. "Nothing to say!" he added with a pout.
"I've... spoken to him a few times," Rob said a little awkwardly.
Josh gasped dramatically and leaned away from Rob, pointing as he called out, "Traitor! BURN HIM!"
Rob rolled his eyes as he reached out and grabbed Josh's finger, twisting his hand around so he yelped out in slight pain before pulling his hand back. As Rob shook his head, he said, "I'm obviously gonna see him. He lives in the same room as my boyfriend! What am I meant to do? Just ignore him?"
"Yes!" David snapped. "That's exactly what you should do! He's dead to us now!"
Rob tried to argue back, "I really don't think..."
"DEAD to us!" David repeated, eyes flashing with anger.
"Okay," Rob said defensively, leaning back a little. "It's just..."
"WHAT?" David snapped, scowling.
Rob had to avoid smiling. While the smaller boy's fury was obvious, he was such a sweet-looking boy that anger on him actually looked quite amusing rather than intimidating. "Well... I'm just thinking, if it was the other way around... and it was YOU that'd skipped ahead, I'm pretty sure you'd want..."
"Yeah, well it's not!" David interrupted sharply. "HE'S the one that moved on. And if it HAD been me, I would've at least TOLD you all about it rather than just... leaving!"
Awkward silence lingered for a few moments as David seethed and the other two just exchanged slightly awkward looks.
"So... Danny wanked off in the showers this morning. That's... new!" Rob said in a painfully obvious attempt at a subject change.
"Yeah, and I missed it!" Josh pouted.
Rob frowned and shook his head. "Whadda you care?" he demanded. "You don't even DO stuff yet!"
"I DO stuff!" Josh insisted, blushing a little. "Just... not as much as, like, you or Danny!"
"NOBODY does as much stuff as Danny!" Rob smirked.
"True," Josh giggled. "But just cos I don't do as much stuff doesn't mean I don't like to SEE stuff!" he insisted. "You know what we need?" he asked thoughtfully.
"Stronger boundaries and more adult supervision?" David suggested with a wry grin.
"Oh!" Rob laughed. "I was about to say we need Nicky cos he'd have the perfect funny answer to that, but... damn, nice one!" He offered David a fist bump which he happily accepted.
"That was up to Nicky's standard?" David asked happily, his moodiness over James seemingly vanished. "Yay, I'm getting better!" he said, giving himself a quick dainty clap.
Josh just rolled his eyes and shook his head. "I was gonna say hidden cameras in the shower room, but the moment's kinda passed."
David felt like someone had sent a jolt of a thousand volts straight to his dick as he heard the comment... or at least what he imagined that felt like, having thankfully never experienced it. The videos he had kept hold of from Mikey's business the previous year were great... better than great actually, but he had watched them all long before he was unlocked and already accompanied his favourites with an orgasm since getting released from chastity. He was beginning to wonder if he might need to hack his way through the school's security settings to access internet porn to give himself something new to enjoy, but... Josh's comment set his thoughts racing.
"But we're here to talk about me!" Josh said, oblivious to David's distraction. "I was wondering if it might be possible for you guys to continue tutoring me this year. I know I did better in Year 8, but I don't wanna slip back to being an idiot!"
"You're never an idiot!" Rob snapped sharply. His relationship with Josh was a complex and confusing one to anyone looking from the outside. The two boys could insult each other truly savagely, almost constantly when they got on a roll, but if anyone else said anything bad about them, they would be first to jump to their defence. That even applied to self-detriment. "Well, okay, you're an idiot a LOT of the time, but... never at studying. You just take longer to learn but there's a little genius in there somewhere!" He elbowed Josh playfully.
Josh gave a sweet smile for a moment, then frowned and said, "Don't think I missed the insult just cos you sucked up after!"
"So I think we can do it!" David called out before a typical Rob/Josh insult battle kicked in. "Even with just the two of us!" he added slightly bitterly.
"Yeah? You sure? I don't wanna overload you or anything? Especially with your six million clubs and stuff!" Josh said, sounding flippant but looking genuinely concerned for David.
David tutted and shook his head. "It's only... ten!" he said, realising it wasn't much of an argument. "Anyway, we can use study hour after school each day, so it's no big deal," he offered casually.
"D'ya really need to improve everything, though?" Rob asked thoughtfully. As the other two looked at him, he explained, "Well... end of this year we drop half the subjects anyway when we pick GCSEs. Why not just focus on the ones you're actually taking?"
"Probably because I'm normal and haven't even thought about that yet!" Josh said, shaking his head. "Don't tell me you guys have!"
"English, Maths, History, Physics, Biology, Chemistry, Mandarin, Computer Science and Media Studies!" David reeled off without even having to stop and think.
Josh and Rob exchanged looks, smirking a little.
"What? Don't tell me you haven't thought about it," David said incredulously, though it was clearly aimed at Rob rather than Josh.
"Meh, maybe a bit," Rob shrugged, then looked to Josh and continued, "Anyway, I meant just give it some thought, not, like, make your selections already!" Rob chuckled.
Josh nodded gently, then smirked at David and said, "Can't believe you've already picked yours, ya nerd!"
David shrugged. "When you spend as much time with James as I do..." he started, then paused, realising what he'd said, then quietly changed his final words to, "... as I DID..." He stopped talking and stared down at the table, shaking his head as he sighed.
As the boys piled into the classroom, the boys of dorm 1.10 scrambled for their usual seats while the dorm 1.09 boys mingled awkwardly for a moment. Last year this stuff had been so simple. Chris sat with Danny, Josh sat with Rob, Mikey sat with Nicky and James sat with David. Of course, there were always exceptions, but as a rule, those were the pairs and they stuck to them. Now, with one piece missing, one new arrival and some lingering inter-personal issues, the rest didn't quite fit in the same way they used to.
During their first week, most classes had ended up being determined by David, who tended to choose someone different each class to sit with, and the rest followed in a suitably awkward way.
Today, as they prepared for sixth period History, David had sat down with Rob. That meant Josh reverted to his other top choice and took a desk with Mike. With Nicky still giving Chris space, and having not overcome his `new person' shyness with Mark quite yet, he quickly grabbed Danny and took a seat, which left Chris sitting with Mark.
Staring at his best friend's back as he sat with the new boy, Danny scowled at the arrangement. Between the `who can't wit with whom' issues and Chris still helping Mark to get settled into the school, Chris had now spent thirteen classes that week with Mark and only three with Danny... not that he was counting, of course.
Trying to distract himself from the obtrusive thoughts by actually paying attention to the class for a change, Danny felt his brain slowly dying of boredom. He switched from the class material on his laptop to the private messenger and typed out a message to Nicky, who sat beside him. [This is SO dull. Y do I care some rich old white guy had a bunch of poor people go kill another bunch of poor people to piss off a different rich old white guy like 100000 years ago?!?!?!]
[Is that what he's going on about? I stop paying attention about 10 seconds in!!!!!] Nicky replied, smirking a little without turning to face Danny. Both boys, like most students, had learned early on in Year 7 how to get away with typing/chatting without being spotted in class.
[At least we've only got Art left today!] Danny replied.
[Ugh, I'd almost prefer another history class!] Nicky replied, unable to resist an eye roll.
Danny had to suppress a smile. When it came to classes, Nicky was an all or nothing type. If he liked a class, he'd throw himself into it completely. If he didn't, he wouldn't even pretend to show an interest. [What u up 2 2nite?] he asked, knowing a subject change was needed.
[Might go to music club after dinner] Nicky sent. [After that I have something else to take care of.] As soon as he hit send on the second message he realised the mistake he'd made and quickly tried to fix it with, [Nothing important. What u got going on?]
[What ya gotta take care of????] Danny asked, even more intrigued because of the painfully transparent attempt to deflect.
[Doesn't matter!] Nicky insisted.
[Thought you weren't meant to be keeping stuff bottled up anymore!!!] Danny replied.
[Yeah, but only Matt stuff!!!!!!] Nicky replied, then sighed softly and typed out, [Which I guess this kind of is. Fuck it!]
[You can tell me!] Danny insisted, discretely shifting his leg to the side to press against Nicky's.
[I know u'll laugh but... I gotta shave!] Nicky replied.
As Danny looked round at Nicky's face, he definitely saw him blushing... but definitely didn't see any hair!
[Not up there!!!] Nicky replied, seeing Danny's look in his peripheral vision.
[Oh!] Danny typed back, holding back a smile. [No big deal, not exactly your first time!] he added, trying to be supportive. He knew Nicky had been shaving his pubes since before coming to the school, part of his attempt to not look so much more over-developed than his classmates.
[Yeah, but usually I have a private shower to do it!] Nicky explained the issue.
Danny shrugged and typed back, [Only takes a second right. Not like you got a forest down there! LOLOLOL!!!!]
[That's the problem. It's not JUST down there!!!] Nicky typed, getting increasingly flustered.
[Oooooooh, where else?] Danny demanded. When Nicky didn't immediately start typing back, he gave him a playful jab in the ribs with his elbow.
[Other places!] Nicky answered, avoiding the question.
[Tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me!] Danny sent, his fingers hovering menacingly over the Ctrl and V on his keyboard as he waited to see if Nicky would comply.
[Armpits!!] Nicky sent back.
[You have pit hair???!?!?!?!] Danny sent back in surprise. He barely even had pubes along with a bit of fuzz on his shins.
[And... stomach... and chest!] Nicky wrote, cheeks burning bright crimson now, hoping the teacher wouldn't notice.
[Fuck! You have, like, proper body hair?] Danny asked, his cock swelling. He was used to seeing body hair, thanks to his intimate acquaintance with Brian's body, but in one of his own dormmates, it was an exciting development.
[Right now I have body stubble! That's all!!!] Nicky answered, very slightly put at ease thanks to Danny's excitement.
[I wanna see it!] Danny demanded.
[Sure, just pop your hand up and ask Mr Chambers if it's okay for me to strip in the middle of class!] Nicky sent sarcastically. As he saw Danny's hand begin to raise, he reached out and grabbed it, holding it down as he glared at Danny.
[Sorry, couldn't resist!] Danny typed, smirking. [I meant at break!]
[No, it's... weird!] Nicky argued.
[It's hot. PLEEEEEASE!] he pleaded. [Toilets, at break time. Please!]
Nicky sat motionless for a moment, then shook his head slightly as he typed, [Fine!] then closed the chat window.
One painfully dull lesson and permanently hard cock later, Danny was almost bouncing with excitement as the bell rang and the boys began leaving the room. "Quick, we don't have long!" Danny whispered, worried someone would get in their way or Nicky might find an excuse to change his mind.
Nicky shook his head in bemusement as he followed Danny out and down the hall to the toilets, most of the other students heading the opposite way to spend breaktime in the quad.
The moment the two boys were locked in a toilet cubicle together, Danny grabbed hold of Nicky and started unbuttoning his shirt.
"Jesus, keen much?" Nicky asked with a smirk.
"Yes, very!" Danny said unashamedly, pausing just a moment to stare his friend in the eye before resuming. "Get your tie off!" he instructed as he worked his way up the shirt.
Nicky loosened the tie and pulled it up over his head, hanging it on the hook on the back of the door as his shirt and blazer hung open, Danny's hands found their way to his stomach.
"Woah, cool," Danny whispered, lowering his voice now they had heard someone else come in, apparently using the urinal. He raised his hand to the centre of Nicky's chest where there was a tiny patch of dark stubble. Even as close as he was it was hard to make out, but as he ran his fingers over it he felt the slight coarseness of it. Transfixed, he let his fingers slide back and forth across it as his other hand made its way to Nicky's nipple, feeling a few sparse flecks of stubble around it. Danny looked up at the taller boy as he started to say, "Fuck, that's..." but paused as he saw the quivering jaw and almost pained expression. "Are you okay?" he asked, suddenly worried.
"Y... yeah," Nicky stuttered, but shook his head to indicate otherwise.
Danny suddenly pulled his hands back, taking a step back as he held them up in front of him. "I'm sorry, I didn't... erm... I'm... I'm just sorry, okay?"
"No, it's alright," Nicky insisted, reaching out to grab both of Danny's hands. "It's just... someone actually looking... and I mean, PROPERLY looking at my body, it... kinda freaked me out for a second."
"I'll stop," Danny said sheepishly.
"No, don't!" Nicky insisted, keeping hold of Danny's hands as he tried to pull them away. "I... I NEED to do stuff like this, and..." he paused, giving a sweet smile, "It felt nice!"
"Yeah?" Danny enquired, his expression softening. "Really?"
"Really!" Nicky said confidently, placing Danny's hands back on his chest. "Here, how's this?" he asked as he slid his shirt and blazer off of his shoulders.
"Wow!" Danny said as he stared at the exposed torso. He had been with Nicky plenty of times, both with other people and alone, he had seen him in the shower, seen him getting changed. All of those times, he always did his best to NOT look, at least not too intently, out of respect for his friend's body issues. Now, he was really allowing himself to take it all in. "You..." he paused, unsure whether what he was thinking was appropriate or likely to upset Nicky.
"It's okay," Nicky whispered, urging himself on as much as Danny.
"You're really beautiful!" Danny said with absolute sincerity, staring at the body for a few moments before looking Nicky in the eye.
Nicky wanted to object, or disagree, or list the many faults he felt he had, but the look of sheer admiration in Danny's eyes held him back. "Thank you," he said softly. Nervously he raised one arm and reached over with his other hand, stroking his armpit as he said, "More stubble for you!"
Danny smiled, appreciating the gesture. He reached up as Nicky pulled his hand back, letting his fingers caress the exposed skin. Again he felt the coarseness of the short hair, this time accompanied by a slight moistness as Nicky sweated slightly. "That's really cool," Danny whispered.
Nicky smiled, utterly charmed by Danny's genuine reverence of his development. "I'm glad you like it!" he said softly.
"Don't shave it!" Danny demanded suddenly.
"Yeah, no chance!" Nicky insisted. "I hate having hair but even if I didn't most of the diving team shave anyway, just for, ya know, less splash!"
"Aww, fair enough," Danny pouted. "Then at least promise me you'll let me play with you before you shave again in future!"
"Okay, I promise," Nicky giggled. As Danny smiled back at him, he moved forward slightly. He felt the firmness of Danny's unsurprising erection against his leg. "You wanna jerk off together?" he asked with a grin.
"Fuck yes!" Danny said happily, louder than he intended and glad that whoever had been using the urinals before was now long gone. He grinned up at the taller boy as he reached down to blindly undo his trousers.
Moments later, both boys had their dicks in hand, stroking eagerly as they leaned against each other, their bodies pressing together. Nicky undid the buttons on Danny's shirt to allow their torsos to make skin-on-skin contact as they wanked.
Staring down at Danny, smiling briefly at the almost trancelike expression of joy on his face, he leaned down to kiss him.
Danny immediately pulled back. Seeing Nicky look a little awkward he said, "Sorry, it's not you, I just..." he didn't finish, shaking his head instead.
"Come on, you can tell me," Nicky urged him, gently stroking his abs.
"I... do a lot of stuff with... a lot of people," Danny said shyly.
"Yeah, no shit!" Nicky sniggered, then quickly added, "Sorry," as he saw Danny look a little offended.
Shaking his head as he forced himself to ignore the insult, Danny explained, "Well Brian's okay with it all. He actually likes seeing it or hearing about it when I'm with other people, but... I wanted to keep something that's... just for me and him!"
"So you can fuck anyone, but these..." Nicky said, raising a hand to gently brush his finger over Danny's lips, "... are only for Brian!"
"Yeah," Danny said, feeling a little foolish.
"Hey," Nicky said, placing his fingers gently under Danny's chin, using it to tilt his head up and make eye contact, "I think that's really cool! But we gotta hurry up if you wanna cum before break ends!"
"Yeah, good point!" Danny nodded, realising the urgency. "Swap!" he suggested, reaching out to knock Nicky's hand from his dick.
"Gladly!" Nicky giggled, the two now stroking each other's dicks excitedly.
"Oh god," Danny gasped as he felt Nicky pumping away on his boner.
"I agree," Nicky giggled, the two leaning against each other for support as they quickly sped each other towards climax.
"Fuck, fuck, I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum," Danny gasped, his dick spasming as Nicky's hand maintained its rapid strokes.
Moments later, Nicky was cumming too, their shared loads going all over each other and dripping onto the floor.
With barely seconds to spare, the two were dressed and tidied up, just as the bell rang to signal the start of seventh period. Grinning at the fortunate timing, the two boys hurried off to Art class together, sweaty and red-faced but content.
"Yeah, that's it, you've almost got it. Keep rubbing!" Danny urged.
"Yeah, go harder!" David added excitedly.
"No, not harder. Faster!" Josh encouraged.
"You guys can hear yourselves, right?" Mike asked, shaking his head. "You sound more like you're shooting porn than trying to start a fire!"
"Like you'd know about shooting porn!" Josh scoffed, but as the other three stared at him, waiting for him to remember Mike's business in Year 8, he snorted with laughter at his own stupidity and said, "Oh yeah!"
"Anyway," Danny huffed, turning from Josh to Mike, "You might wanna try helping! Half the guys have already got it going!" he exclaimed, gesturing round the quad to various specks of fire dotted amongst celebrating groups.
Survival Club had turned out to be a popular draw for the students. New clubs often drew interest, but this one in particular seemed to have drawn a lot of attention. Was it the promise of building incredible, life-saving skills? Was it the prospect of camp-outs and adventures? Was it the six-foot slab of man-meat running the club? Each boy had their own reason to be there, but half the school was now gathered in the quad, putting their first lesson to the test.
"The group, frustrated by their own inability to master a skill even cave-people managed billions of years ago..." Mike began narrating, a habit that had developed more and more over the last year, "...began to turn on their fearless leader!"
"Billions of years? Please study more history!" David said, rolling his eyes.
"And we're not turning on anyone!" Danny added, frowning.
"And you're so NOT the fucking leader!" Josh added, shaking his head.
Mikey barely even seemed to notice their criticisms as he continued absently, "Gripped by fear, denial and anger, the little ones began to crumble under the pressure of..."
"STOP THAT!" Danny snapped.
Mikey shook his head, returning to his senses as he huffed, "Ugh, you guys suck!" He rolled his eyes at them. "And now I'm bored. Get outta the way!" he said, barging in to push the others aside.
"Oh, this'll be good," Danny smirked, ready to gloat as he stood bac watching Mikey squat down to their attempted campfire.
"I know. He's about as..." Josh started, ready to insult the other boy but paused as he saw smoke... then fire. "Fuck!" he exclaimed.
"How did you do that?" David demanded, leaning in close to look as Mike fed the new-born flame to let it grow.
"I just did what Mr Rudd just showed us. It's not rocket science!" Mike exclaimed, shaking his head as he stood back up.
"If you knew how to do it, why'd you stand there watching us struggle?" Danny pouted.
Mike stared at Danny for a moment, then shook his head slightly as he explained, "You're here to learn, so if I did it for you... you wouldn't learn!" He gave a wicked grin as he added, "Plus it was fun watching you all fail!"
"Yay for teamwork," David said sarcastically.
"Looking good over here, lads," Mr Rudd declared as he walked over, looking down at the small flame. "Any problems?"
"That's a very open question, sir!" David answered without really thinking.
Mr Rudd let out a hearty laugh and patted David on the back so hard he almost fell over. "Funny. But I did mean with getting your fire started!"
"Yeah, they suck, and they'd be lost without me!" Mike stated painfully honestly. "If you've got a separate class for the slow kids, you may wanna sign `em up!"
The teacher frowned at Mike. In the few PE lessons he'd taught the Year 9s so far, he had begun to get a good understanding of most of his students. He had figured out which ones were keen, which ones didn't want to be there, who were the leaders, who were the followers. Fortunately, most of them seemed to be good kids, but Mike certainly stood out as one of the cockiest. It wasn't necessarily a problem... yet, but was definitely something to keep an eye on. "Well remember, teamwork is important," the teacher explained. "In a survival situation, a team is only as strong as the weakest link!"
Mike gave a cocky smirk to the others and said, "Ya hear that, ya bunch of weak links?"
Mr Rudd leaned down closer to Mike, speaking to him quietly but ensuring the others could still hear as he said, "Who says I meant them?" He gave Mike a slap on the back as he turned to move onto the next group.
"Ha ha, who's a weak link now!" Josh said, openly pointing at Mike who looked halfway between embarrassed and infuriated.
"Fine, start your own fire!" Mike pouted, throwing water on the one he had started before storming off.
Saturday 11 September 2021
"Wake up!" Chris whispered, then frowned as he realised that the whispering was probably unnecessary considering he was trying to wake the sleeping man. "Wake up!" he said more firmly, giving Mr Owen Beecham a gentle shove.
"Whu..." Owen grunted as he awoke. "Chris?" he exclaimed, opening his eyes to see the boy before closing them again because of the light Chris had pointed in his face. Raising a hand to shield his eyes from the direct light, he let one eye open and looked at the boy standing over him as he asked, "Is everything okay?"
"Yes," Chris answered, then shook his head and said, "No. Well... sort of, I mean... I had this dream and it was really horrible and I woke up and realised it was just a dream but it made me think of other horrible things that made we want to cry but I didn't want to cry because I know it's stupid and it doesn't actually achieve anything so I made myself think about other things but then I was thinking too much and I couldn't sleep and that made me think about even more stuff and my head was racing and it was all horrible and..." he stopped, panting as the man stared up at him in utter confusion at the unintelligible rant.
"Chris, you know students aren't meant to come in here unless invited and accompanied," Owen said, shaking his head a little.
"I know," Chris said meekly.
"And it's..." Owen started, looking round at the clock, "Two in the morning!"
"I know," Chris repeated, pouting a little.
"And I know I said we could talk any time, but I mean, like, at a reasonable time!" Owen went on.
"I know," Chris said, jaw quivering.
Owen stared at the boy for a moment and asked, "Need a cuddle?" as he lifted the covers.
"So much!" Chris said, diving into the bed. He immediately clamped onto the man who wrapped the covers around him then held him too.
"Things still bad then?" Owen asked softly after a few moments.
"That's the stupid thing," Chris mumbled back. "They're not. Most of it's okay, so feeling like this doesn't make sense!"
"Feeling like what?" Owen asked curiously.
Chris lay silently, taking a few breaths before he said meekly, "Alone!" A moment later, he heard Owen begin to reply so he added, "And before you say it, I know I'm not, but that's just another part of what makes it so stupid!"
Owen ran his fingers gently through the boy's hair and said, "It's never stupid to feel the way you feel!"
"Yeah, well it FEELS pretty stupid," Chris pouted.
Owen sighed gently, then frowned as a thought occurred to him. "Chris, you're pretty creative, aren't you?" he asked casually. He got a slight shrug in response. "And you're a musician and you talk about wanting to write your own songs, right?"
"Yeah, I guess," Chris said, frowning a little.
"And you've been through... heartache and hard times and stuff like that, right?" Owen asked as he continued to stroke Chris' hair.
"Yeah," Chris replied, still confused.
"You really don't see where I'm going with this?" Owen asked, smirking. As Chris just blinked slowly, he said, "Put it into your music. Channel it all, use it as inspiration!"
Chris sat up a little, looking at the man curiously as he thought about it. "That's... fuck, that's actually a good idea!" he exclaimed.
"Wow, and thank you SO much for sounding THAT surprised about me having a good idea!" Owen said with a wry grin.
"Sorry," Chris sniggered. "It's not a surprise. You're awesome!"
"Thanks," Owen nodded. "You know what else I am?" he asked with a sweet smile. As Chris shrugged, his smile dropped and he said gruffly, "Fucking tired! Seriously Chris. Two in the morning!"
Chris laughed as he looked a little sheepish. "Yeah, sorry. Is there..." he paused, blushing, "I mean, could I... stay?"
Owen let out a low groan. The answer should have been no', followed by here's your punishment for coming in here uninvited', but he knew that simply wouldn't happen. "Fine," he sighed. "But you're sneaking back out early before anyone else is up. I don't need to have a reputation for having boys doing the walk of shame in the morning!"
"Deal. Great. Night!" Chris said, not wanting to risk saying anything to change the man's mind as he nestled down against him.
Owen chuckled, kissed the top of Chris' head as he held him and clicked off the light.
"Ritual sacrifice!" Mike insisted as the group wandered through the woods.
"Nah, they're showing us a dead body or something gross, I bet!" Josh suggested.
"Oh please, they're clearly taking us to some secret fight club!" Nicky said with a smirk.
"If there was a Kingswood fight club, I think we'd know about it!" Josh said, shaking his head.
"What d'you think the word `secret' means?" David asked sarcastically, rolling his eyes.
The dorm had been invited once again to meet up with their mentors and, this time, had managed to make it into the woods. The last time they tried they had been halted by an emotional breakdown from Chris, caused by the trauma of his last visit to the woods.
"Are we really gonna do this without Chris?" Rob asked quietly as he walked beside Danny. Unlike the rest of the dorm, the two of them knew (most of) what was waiting for them at their end of their short trek. It was a sacred Kingswood bonding ritual, one they had each experienced already as part of their roles as captains of the Football and Rugby teams. They knew it was intended to bond the entire dorm, but they remained one person down.
Danny shrugged. "Joseph and Brian said they had a plan and I trust them!" he insisted.
"Whadda you think the chances are that their plan involves kidnapping Chris, tying him up and dragging him through here anyway?" Rob asked with a snigger.
Danny smirked at the idea but shook his head. "They wouldn't do that... though it does sound kinda fun. It's okay, if they say they've got it in hand, it'll be fine!"
"Ha, told you! I was right!" Mike called out as the trees dropped away and the gothic structure loomed ahead of them.
"What?" Josh scoffed. "How does THAT..." he pointed to the small gothic building, "... make YOU right?"
"Oh come on," Mike said, his brow furrowing. "How is a place that looks like THAT meant for anything other than sacrificing virgins!" He smirked as he looked round and said, "Been nice knowing you David!"
"He's not a virgin!" Josh argued. "He's sucked LOADS of dicks!"
"Duh, that doesn't count. You're only NOT a virgin if you've had a dick up your butt!" Mike said confidently.
"Well what about tops?" Josh demanded. "Are THEY all virgins too?"
"And guys who just don't do butt stuff!" Rob added, partially representing his own interests but mostly just goading the argument on as the boys and their mentors began to bunch together near the door to the building. "And straight people," he added to give even more fuel for the fire.
"Eww, I'm not talking about straight people. What they do is... weird. Nobody cares about that!" Mike said, looking disgusted.
Josh went to continue, "Yeah, but what about..."
"QUIET!" Dick, Josh's mentor, called out. "We're here! For those of you who haven't been here before..."
"Wait, who's been here before?" Josh asked quickly.
Rob and Danny looked at each other, shrugged and raised their hands.
Josh let out a dramatic gasp as he called out, "THEY KNOW THE SECRET! Come on, spill it, we wanna know what's going on!"
"If you'd shut up for two seconds they would have already told us!" Mike said, rolling his eyes as he grabbed Josh and turned him back to face Dick.
"Anyway," Dick went on, bemused by the interruption. "This is part of an older version of Kingswood. The school has been around for longer than you probably realise and it still holds many secrets, some of which will be revealed to you tonight!"
"Sacrifices!" Mike muttered.
"Sex zombies!" Josh muttered back.
Rob leaned in between them and whispered, "Josh is right. But don't tell `em I told you!"
"What?!" Josh exclaimed, eyes wide in shock as Rob sniggered at the gullibility.
"Ugh, you guys need to just SHUT UP!" Dick snapped. "Please tell me we were never this bad!" he said, looking round at his friends.
"Oh we were so much worse," Andy chuckled, then gave a wry grin as he added, "But it was mainly Joe and Brian!"
"Whatever. Anyway, in we go!" Dick said, shaking his head as he held the door open for everyone to file inside. As Josh passed, he leaned in close and whispered, "Look out for the zombies!"
Josh sniggered and gave his mentor a playful punch to the stomach.
As the seven younger boys and six mentors piled into the entrance, they found Brian and Joseph already there, accompanied by Chris. As the others exchanged slightly confused looks, Danny approached them and asked, "Wait, did you do it?" He glanced back round at the door, and the woods beyond them, in absolute shock at the prospect of Chris having walked through.
Chris pouted a little and shook his head, as embarrassed about his anxiety now as he had been all week.
Danny frowned and started, "Then how did..."
"Wait and see!" Joseph said, throwing an arm around the younger boy. "Come on, we got stuff to take care of!"
"If we get a vote in who they sacrifice, I say we choose Nicky," Mike whispered to Josh, getting a smirk in response.
"Come on," Dick insisted, opening the door to the next room.
As some of the boys started to follow, Danny lingered near Chris, looking at him silently, checking he was okay.
"Come on," Brian urged him. "You don't usually have any issues doing what your Dick tells you!" he joked, getting laughs from the boys who heard it.
Dick rolled his eyes at the comment. He had spent all of Year 7 resisting his friend's insistence at calling him Dick before realising it was a losing battle. Though he had eventually accepted the nickname, the jokes got still old quickly.
Danny wandered into the room, trying to look as awed as most of his friends despite knowing what was going to happen. His cock twitched a little in his underwear as he contemplated the imminent group wank.
"Okay, one boy per chair. Mentors, stand behind them!" Dick instructed, continuing on in his role as leader of the ritual. He sighed as the boys milled around, fussing unnecessarily over who was sitting where. "TODAY please!" he snapped, prompting the younger boys to quickly drop into their seats.
Danny glanced back and up at Joseph who stood slightly behind him. He glanced over to Chris in the next seat then back to Joseph, silently questioning him. He got a smile and a nod back, putting him very slightly at ease that Chris was okay.
"Well it's good to have you all here," Dick started, flinching a little as he sensed the hint of awkwardness from Chris. "Tonight, you will all be shown a side of Kingswood you have never seen before, but... well, definitely one of the bigger ones." The comment got a few chuckles from the older boys. "But as is traditional, this reveal comes only after completion of one of our most sacred bonding rituals."
Josh sat beside his mentor, listening to him talk. Being a keen member of the drama club, speaking in public was no big challenge for Dick, yet Josh could still sense the nervousness coming from the older boy. It was likely more to do with the subject than the actual speaking. This really did feel like it was important to him. Seeing his mentor's hands shaking a little, Josh reached out discretely to the side and grabbed Dick's leg, stroking it supportively. He spotted the brief flash of a smile he got in return.
"You've all spent years together already," Dick went on, then frowned as he glanced at Mark and said, "Well, two weeks in your case, sorry mate." It got a titter of laughter from the rest. "But tonight will bond you with each other and with your mentors in a way that only a true student of Kingswood can appreciate. Can I ask you all to undress please."
As hushed whispers filled the room, Nicky called out, "Nuh-uh, nope, not happening!"
Behind him, Will, Nicky's mentor and ex-boyfriend looked to his friends and gave an undeniable look of `I told you so'.
"What's the problem?" Dick asked, visibly frustrated.
Nicky looked round the room. He wanted to argue, to complain, to refuse, even just to run out of the room and not come back, but as he looked around the room at his friends he knew he couldn't. While the recent issues that had affected the dorm weren't ALL his fault, enough of them WERE his fault to burden him with a hefty dose of guilt. The last thing he wanted was to cause any more unpleasantness for his friends. Still terrified at the thought of stripping, he shook his head slowly and said, "Ugh, fine, it's nothing, I was just... surprised!"
Danny shot the other boy a sympathetic look. He had supported him over the past couple of weeks while he adapted to using the communal showers, so he knew Nicky's issues all too well. Deciding to break the awkwardness at his own expense, he called out, "Personally I'm more surprised when I DON'T end up naked!"
The boys laughed as they quickly stripped, the self-deprecating comment seemingly doing its job. Much to their surprise, the mentors were also undressing, managing to look every bit as nervous as the younger boys. It made sense really. As much as each of them was used to doing things with their young proteges directly, most had never done anything with the rest of the younger students, so this all felt a bit new and strange.
As the sixteen boys ended up naked one-by-one, each pair's clothes piled on the small table behind each chair, they all began unashamedly glancing round, taking in the naked sights. It was actually quite helpful for the younger boys. They all looked so different from each other, with some boys still scrawny and hairless while others showed much more development. Some skinny, some well-muscled, some a little chubby. Some well hung, others... not so well hung. Seeing that it was the same for their mentors was encouraging.
Brian stood looking painfully impressive with his chiselled physique, much like Danny was turning out. Joseph was lanky and skinny like Nicky. Andy had a hint of podge around the middle like Rob and David. Each boy could spot someone who was like themselves, albeit a few years older. A pleasant moment of recognition and representation that they all got to share together.
Nicky was last to get fully naked, awkwardly holding his arms in front of him to try and cover himself up a little as he moved to his seat, getting a comforting rub on the back from Will.
"You're doing great," Will whispered to his young mentee/ex-boyfriend.
"Now, I can imagine you've all guessed what's coming next..." Dick started.
"Yeah, we are!" David called out with a snigger. "We're cumming next!"
"What?!" Mark suddenly exclaimed. The new boy had remained timidly silent so far, accompanied by John, who had remained mentor to James whilst also taking on Mark. "No. I... we... I..." he stuttered awkwardly.
"What now?" Dick asked, clearly exasperated.
"Hey, back off!" Chris snapped at the sharp tone. "He's new, remember. And he hasn't done shit like this before. Give him a fucking break!"
The outburst seemed to surprise everyone, such aggression from Chris quite unusual and unexpected, but the sprit of his comment was undeniably supportive of the new boy. Danny felt strangely torn. He was glad to see someone looking out for Mark, even if he didn't particularly like him, but it also felt a little jarring to see HIS best friend being that protective of somebody else.
"Sorry," Dick apologised timidly.
"And if he says no, then... it's a no, or is being able to say no not still a thing in here?" Chris asked pointedly.
"It's okay, Chris," Mark said quickly before a full argument broke out. "I was just..." he paused, then glanced at Nicky, suddenly relating to someone else who was pushing through issues. He smiled and said, "Just surprised!"
Nicky gave a sincere smile back. Considering he had barely spoken to Mark since he joined the dorm, it was an unexpectedly pleasant exchange.
"Well... sorry anyway," Dick insisted. "But yeah, jerk off... cum in the cup in the centre, simple as that. Any questions?"
The boys shook their heads as a few of the keener members of the group grabbed their dicks immediately. In a moment of perfect unplanned synchronicity, every one of the eight mentors immediately leaned in closer to the younger boy at their side to check they were okay. Assurances given and dicks in hand, the sixteen students got to work pumping away.
"Hey, is there a prize for who cums first?" Chris called out, getting a giggle from the rest.
"I think what he really means is, what's the punishment for cumming last?" Danny called back.
"It's not a race!" Dick said sternly. "And no prizes or forfeits. I told you, this is a sacred ritual meant to bond us and..."
"It's a circle jerk!" Joseph interjected with a smirk. "Dress it up all you like, but we know what this is. Let `em have their fun!"
"Ugh, okay!" Dick said, eyes narrowing a little at the playful admonishment. "Whoever cums first gets a night in charge of Joseph!" he called out, stroking his cock unashamedly.
"Hey, I never agreed to that!" Joseph complained.
"Just letting `em have their fun!" Dick teased.
"The talking's not helping!" David grumbled, one of the least accustomed to sexual activity. He sat there wishing he'd been able to bring his laptop to have videos to watch, though he did glance round briefly at his pile of clothes and smiled a little.
"The prize is definitely helping me!" Chris called out, wanking excitedly. "Is it for real? If I cum first, do I get Joseph?"
"Mate, you got an admirer. Do I need to tell Ian?" Brian teased his best friend.
"No, we're open," Joseph insisted. "And fuck it. Why not. The prize is real!"
"Fuck yeah!" Chris called out, leaning back in his seat as he pumped furiously at his dick, turned on as much by the promised prize as he was by the eyes he could feel watching him as he stroked.
To Chris' other side, Mark sat slightly hunched over, hand gently stroking at his dick as he did his best to avoid it being seen. Having Chris showing off so readily, so easily, so unashamedly... it just made his own nervousness even more intense. He wasn't body conscious. In fact, he was proud of it, standing as second tallest in the dorm (after Nicky) and sporting muscles almost as impressive as Brian. Even his dick would be a source of admiration for most, being both thick and long, it was simply the act of masturbation that was filling his with fear.
Back at his old school, it was something nobody did... at least not officially. Everybody did it, but they hid it, hiding away in secret corners and locked rooms. Students were publicly and mercilessly shamed if they were caught doing it, or even just accused of doing it. It was a source of mockery and misery. Kingswood was so not like that. Not all boys were quite as open as his own dorm, and certainly not as visible about it as Chris as he sat wanking freely, or Danny who had masturbated in the showers with a crowd of spectators the previous day. Yet they all seemed unashamed to at least admit to masturbating.
"Still doing alright?" John asked, leaning down towards the new boy, deliberately taking a step back to avoid shoving his dick in the boy's face.
"This is so weird," Mark whispered.
"If it gets too much for you," Josh started, "And I mean any of it tonight, not just this part..."
"There's more?" Mark asked nervously.
John nodded. "Oh yeah, the night's just getting started. But like I said, if it gets too much, just let me know and we're gone, okay?"
"Thanks," Mark said, smiling sweetly. His new mentor seemed nice, though he didn't think they would ever have the same bond that those who had been together since Year 7 would share. But still, his support was appreciated.
"You're welcome," John replied. "And by the way, you look fucking good. If you feel bold enough, you should lean back and give `em a show. They'll blow their loads on the spot!"
Mark beamed happily at the compliment. Having kind words from an older student was almost as unusual as the open approach to masturbation. As he looked at him questioningly for moment, he got a nod. Taking a deep breath in and exhaling slowly, he sat up straight, then leaned back in his seat. Letting his legs stretch out ahead of him, he made himself visible to the rest of the circle.
"Fuck!" Josh declared loudly at the sight of the new boy, staring absolutely without shame. His hand, already pumping away suddenly increasing in speed.
"Damn!" Chris added, staring excitedly. He had spent a lot of time with Mark over the last couple of weeks and seen him naked several times in the showers, in the dorm and that day on the obstacle course, but this was the first time he had seen his new friend hard.
"Careful, you guys are drooling," David called out with chuckle.
"Oh shittin' hell!" Chris yelped. "I win!" he called out, almost forgetting the purpose of what he was doing. He only just made it to the cup on the pedestal in time to spurt his load into it. He stood holding it for a few seconds as he caught his breath, enjoying the feeling of being watched. As he put the cup down and returned to his seat, he glanced at Joseph, winked and said, "Looks like you're mine!"
"Oh no, how awful," Joseph said sarcastically.
"Damn, why didn't we have a prize too?" Sam asked with a snigger as he moved from Rob's side to dump his load into the cup, the first of the mentors to cum.
Danny sat slowly stroking his cock. He likely could have cum first had he tried, but he knew he could have Joseph any time he wanted anyway, so the prize was unnecessary for him. He was also simply enjoying the show. Ever since doing the ritual with the football captains, and subsequently realising he would repeat it with his dorm, he had thought about this moment a lot.
Most of the others seemingly dismissed it as a shameless excuse for sexual activity, but as he looked around at his friends, he couldn't help appreciating the beauty of it. He had spent years with these boys (most of them anyway), getting to know them, living with them, watching them start to grow up. He had seen them develop from pre-pubescent boys into sexually-developed teens. He had been through dramas, and tragedies and heartbreak with them. None of that mattered now. Now all that mattered was the ritual. A single moment, shared amongst them all, that they would never forget. An eternal moment imprinted on them to symbolise their bond as a group.
Danny let out a sigh as he contemplated it all. As he got a curious look from Joseph he just whispered, "Just taking it in!"
Joseph smiled and nodded, proud of the boy and his apparent understanding of the depth of the moment.
Forcing himself from the deeper thoughts, Danny returned to simply enjoying the show. As much as he was growing to dislike Mark, the almost-fourteen-year-old was undeniably hot. Seeing Josh engage in sexual activity was a rare and pleasant sight, still moving on from past traumas. Nicky was still clearly anxious about being seen, but sat there stroking his huge cock despite his nerves.
Then there was David, Danny's first friend and the dorm's `little brother'. Smallest of the group, last to be unlocked and undeniably the least experienced in sexual matters. Yet there he sat, masturbating serenely, apparently enjoying the show as much as the rest of them were.
"I shouldn't have cum so quick," Chris grumbled. "I feel left out!"
Danny glanced over at Chris, then spotted Mark looking at him. Taking the chance to one-up the new boy, he said confidently, "Take over here if you like!"
"Fuck yes!" Brian muttered, his enjoyment of seeing his boyfriend with other guys a very poorly-kept secret.
"Is that allowed?" Chris asked nervously. He had barely got a nod from Dick before he was off his seat and kneeling beside Danny, taking over stroking his dick.
"Well, if we're helping out," Sam said with a grin. He didn't say anymore, but instead moved behind Rib, draped his arms down over his shoulders and tweaked both of the boy's nipples at once.
"FUCK!" Rob yelped, immediately jumping from his seat to shoot his load into the cup. He panted heavily as he shot, then handed the cup to Evan, David's mentor, as he moved up to indicate he was ready to shoot too.
"Note to self," Danny called out, "Play with Rob's nipples more!"
The crowd laughed as Rob moaned. Most of them already knew how sensitive his nipples were, but the show he had just given them had truly demonstrated it.
The boys quickly began cumming in quick succession, the cup often being held by two boys at a time as neither could hold back and needed to shoot.
Chris' assistance soon had Danny cumming too, but had also served to encourage the rest of the group to help out their slower friends, small groups forming around the boys yet to cum.
As the scent of sweat and spunk began to grow thick in the air and pleasured moans echoed around them, the last of the boys finally stood. Both Mark and Nicky approached the cup at the same time. Both a little shy, they exchanged nervous looks but barely had time to really register them as their impressively large dicks touched slightly in the mouth of the cup, their loads splashing together into the large pool of spunk within.
"May as well stay there," Dick said as he saw Nicky place the cup down. "Okay, everyone in a circle," he instructed, taking the cup.
The boys formed a close circle, bare arms pressed against the boy next to them, alternating between Year 9 boy and Year 12, each of the younger ones alongside their mentors.
Holding up the cum-filled cup, Dick called out, "All of you, no fucking about here!" He gave a stern look to the boys. "Now repeat after me. We enter now this sacred brotherhood!"
"We enter now this sacred brotherhood!" the group echoed back to him.
Dick paused, seemingly struggling to remember the line, nerves kicking in.
"Sworn to secrecy," Rob urged him.
"That's it, thanks," Dick chuckled as the other Year 9 boys looked curiously at Rob who just smirked. "Sworn to secrecy, pledged to unity and promised to honesty. We drink from this cup to share the seed of life, to bond us as one!" He raised the cup and took a sip as the boys repeated his words, the younger ones unfamiliar with the ritual looking on with mixed expressions.
Dick passed the cup to Josh, who stared down into the goopy contents, swirling them gently. He looked round the circle and said, "Disgusting, but... fuck it!" He took a sip and passed the cup on.
Most of the boys looked less-than-thrilled when they got the cup but did what was required. A few shamelessly enjoyed the moment. It eventually passed its way back round to Dick.
"The bond is made. We leave this place sworn brothers, now and forever!" Dick announced. The older boys burst into applause, the younger ones quickly copying.
"This school is so fucking weird," Mark said quietly, shaking his head.
"I know right!" Chris grinned, throwing an arm around him, unbothered by the skin-on-skin contact. "And now you're officially one of us!"
Chatter burst out around the room, a few of the boys pulling on underwear or immediately re-dressing, while others remained comfortably nude.
After several minutes, Joseph called out for quiet. As the room fell silent, he said, "Okay, so now that you're bonded, it's time we move on to what comes next!"
The younger boys exchanged slightly nervous looks. Even Rob and Danny, who had both been through the ritual before had no idea what else was planned. As Joseph left the room, heading back into the entrance hall, instead of heading to the exit he opened another door off to the side. Behind it was a staircase descending downwards, lit but still ominously dark.
"Okay, one at a time," Joseph called out, leading the way. "And be careful. These steps are fucking old!"
The rest of the group followed in no particular order, heading down, and down, and down. At the bottom of the stairs, the walls opened out a little wider to form a corridor.
"Cool!" Rob exclaimed as he looked around. "This is as old as the building!" he said to nobody in particular as he admired the architecture. "This place is, like, hundreds of years old!"
"You're such a nerd!" Josh teased.
"Yeah, well when I'm a rich and famous architect and complete my first skyscraper, we'll see who's laughing then!" Rob declared.
"So you're still set on the architect thing?" David asked curiously, mostly just glad to have a conversation to distract from the nervousness of what was happening.
"Yeah, that's the goal," Rob answered as they continued along the tunnel.
"Cool. You can build my headquarters when I take over the tech world!" David sniggered.
"Is this really what we're talking about?" Chris asked incredulously. "We're literally in a secret tunnel and you're talking about career goals?"
"Hey, don't knock career goals!" Brian said, nudging Chris gently. "They're important to have!"
"Duh, you think I don't know that. I'll have my first Grammy before I'm eighteen," Chris said, rolling his eyes. "But seriously... secret tunnel!"
Danny glanced round discretely as Chris began to argue with the others, then back to Joseph. "This isn't the only tunnel, is it?" he asked quietly.
Joseph frowned. He had been worried both Chris and Danny would work it out, but it seemed only Danny had caught on. "No, there are others. Some still in used, others... lost!" he explained cautiously.
"Like..." Danny started, glancing to check Chris wasn't listening again, "Like the one we fell into?"
"Yeah," Joseph whispered back. He put an arm around Danny and asked, "You okay?"
Danny nodded. "Bit freaked out, but yeah, I'm good" he said gently. He frowned a little as he looked back down the tunnel, glanced up trying to get his bearings then back to his mentor. Trying not to think about the tunnel he had nearly died in, he asked casually, "We're heading back towards the Home Building, aren't we?"
"Wait and see!" Joseph grinned, not wanting to ruin the surprise.
The group continued along the tunnel for a few minutes before coming to a stop at a strangely familiar-looking large double door. It was almost identical to the main entrance to the Home Building.
"Okay everyone, we all ready?" Joseph asked, smiling broadly as the mentors moved to the front,
"Yeah!" the younger boys chorused excitedly.
Joseph pushed the doors open and the sight before them was more than a little disorienting. They were in the Home Building... except they weren't! Walking through the doors was like walking through the building's main entrance, a large open space opening up before them, with a large stone staircase leading up to some higher floors.
"Woah!" "What the hell!" "Freaky!" "Amazing!" the boys gasped as they looked around at the unfamiliar familiarity.
"Welcome..." Joseph said with barely contained glee, "...to the Kingswood Underground!"
Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed. New chapters will post weekly, so be back same time next week for more!
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If you wish to read any of my other stories, please see below for links
The Kingswood Saga
Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-eight/
A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/a-very-kingswood-easter/
The Benny Saga (in reading order)
Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/
Other Series
Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/
One-shots
The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake
And Then It Got Worse – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse
Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity