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The Kingswood Eight - Chapter 40
Tuesday 13 July 2021
As Chris heard the door to the dorm open, he pulled the covers up over his head. He didn't know who it was and didn't really care. He didn't really want to speak to anyone and hiding in bed while the others went for breakfast seemed like the best way to achieve that. As he heard someone lay down on Danny's side of their shared double bunk, he huffed, "Go away!"
"Nah," Danny replied casually.
Chris hesitated for a moment. While he didn't want to speak to anyone, Danny was probably the person he didn't want to speak to the least. He glanced over to the boy lying beside him and said, "I don't want to talk."
"Okay," Danny said with a casual shrug.
"I just want to be alone!" Chris insisted.
"Okay!" Danny said, shrugging again.
Chris scowled. "That'd mean you'd have to go away!"
"Okay!" Danny repeated, barely keeping a straight face but showing no sign of movement.
"You're not going away!" Chris observed moodily.
Danny looked down at himself and said, "Oh yeah, I guess I'm not. Don't mind me. Go back to being on your own!"
"How can I be on my own when I'm not on my own?" Chris huffed.
Danny shrugged once more. "I guess we can be on our own together!" he said with a smile.
"That's not how it works!" Chris grumbled.
"What was that? I can't hear you. I'm on my own!" Danny taunted.
Chris scowled angrily as he whined, "You're so annoying!"
"Shh, it's quiet time," Danny teased, reaching over to pull the covers back over Chris' head.
"I hate you!" Chris complained without pulling the covers down.
"No, you don't, but it's nice of you to say!" Danny smirked. "Oh yeah, I grabbed you a cereal bar," he added, shoving his hand under the covers.
"I'm not hungry!" Chris snapped.
Danny just lay there, motionless, holding the bar in place until he finally felt Chris take it.
Wednesday 14 July 2021
To say Nicky was nervous would be a colossal understatement. He had received a message from Angel asking to meet him after dinner. Considering he had spent the first half of the school year terrified of the boy and his mates and the most recent term trying to protect the boy from being beaten up (by the wrong person, it turned out), a request to meet was both unexpected and scary.
As he wandered out of the Home Building to meet the boy as requested, he stopped and almost ran the other way as he saw Angel wasn't alone. He was accompanied by the rest of his dorm 1.01 friends.
"It's okay," Angel called out as he spotted Nick, and his expression. "They're here for... erm... well it's not bad, okay!"
Nicky held back for a moment before cautiously approaching the group. While he did his best to keep an eye on all of them, he was most weary of Froggy. "What did you... want?" he asked nervously.
"Two things, actually," Angel said with a slight smile. "These guys are here for the first part!" He looked to Froggy, who just stared back for a moment.
As Froggy remained silent, he received an elbow to the ribs from Angel. After flinching he looked to Nicky and said sheepishly, "I'm... sorry for the things we said to you... and the things we did."
Nicky just stared silently.
One of the other boys stepped forward and offered, "We were just following along with what we thought was... cool... but... it really wasn't."
"Yeah," Froggy agreed. "But making someone else feel bad to make yourself feel good is... not cool!" Many of the other boys nodded and voices their agreement.
Nicky remained silent as he looked round the group of younger boys, then looked to Angel.
"I'm sorry too. I... shouldn't have even let it start. We were so stupid, and it hurt you and I don't expect you to forgive us... or me... but we're still sorry!" Angel explained.
Nicky took a slow deep breath in then exhaled sharply as he shook his head. He didn't know what had gone down between Angel and the other boys. Realistically, he didn't need to know, but Angel sounded sincere and the others... well he couldn't be sure, but he was willing to offer them the benefit of the doubt.
"Look, everyone makes mistakes..." Nicky started, then muttered, "Fuck knows I have recently." He frowned as he thought about Chris but then looked back to the younger boys and went on, "I... accept your apology and... I know it can be hard to own up to being a dick, so... I know that takes some nerve. Just... do better, okay. This school is amazing. Be as good as Kingswood deserves!"
The boys smiled and nodded back at him.
"Okay, you guys can go," Angel dismissed most of the boys. Only he and Froggy remained as the others added a quick final apology before scattering.
"Hmmm," Nicky hummed curiously at the two boys. "This'll be the other thing you wanted then, right?"
"Yeah," Angel nodded. He reached into his pocket and said, "I owe you another apology because I snuck into your room and stole something!" As Nicky stared at him, looking mildly angry, he pulled his hand out to reveal a speedo. "But before you get mad, it's... like, for a reason," he said, offering the item back to Nicky.
"This'll be good," Nicky muttered incredulously. "Go on then!" he said, folding his arms ready to admonish the two boys.
"Well... one of the things I first noticed you for was... for your diving and just how... good you were and how you seemed to just... be so different when you were up on the board," Angel explained, looking a little embarrassed. "So, I wanted you to have your speedo because diving club's about to start and I'd really, truly love it if you re-joined because knowing you left because of me..."
"Us!" Froggy said sheepishly, moving closer and giving the other boy a supportive nudge.
Nicky smiled. Despite the obvious invasion of privacy, it was an extremely sweet gesture. More than that though, the momentary thought of diving again... filled him with joy. Without a word he started walking away from the two boys, then stopped to look back and said, "Come on, we've got diving to do!"
Angel and Froggy happily ran after him.
Chris let out an angry growl at the greeting he had just heard from behind him. "What part of `I don't wanna talk to anyone' are you people not understanding?" he asked gruffly.
"When have I ever done what you tell me to?" Mikey asked bluntly as he approached. "Besides, I thought your whole thing since you came here was being afraid to be alone!"
"Yeah, well things change!" Chris snapped, annoyed that the tranquillity of the ornamental gardens had been broken by the unwelcome intrusion.
"Yeah, they do," Mikey agreed. "And some people handle it better than others!"
"Oh, I'm sorry!" Chris snapped sharply. "Am I meant to be okay with what you guys did just because it's change?"
"I meant Nicky!" Mikey said bluntly as he gestured to the space beside Chris.
Chris rolled his eyes but nodded, albeit reluctantly.
"Nicky's not doing well," Mikey said softly.
"Seemed happy enough just now," Chris said angrily. "Saw him heading to the Sports Complex with those year seven kids!" he added, nodding over to the part of the path he could see between a couple of trees.
"I don't mean today, I just mean... in general," Mikey explained. "He's... dealing with something!"
"Ahhh, poor Nicky," Chris said coldly.
"And so am I!" Mikey said, his lip quivering.
"Don't you fucking dare!" Chris snapped furiously. "You don't get to dump me and then make me feel sorry for you!"
"I didn't dump you!" Mikey insisted. "I told you that I..."
"Save it. I don't wanna hear it!" Chris said, rising to his feet.
"Yeah, well you're gonna!" Mikey said, grabbing his wrist tightly.
"Get off of me!" Chris yelped, yanking his hand away.
"Wait, are you... scared of me too?" Mikey asked, his anger instantly melting into dismay as he looked at Chris' expression.
Chris frowned as he looked at the other boy. "Why, who else is..."
"Nicky!" Mikey interjected. He paused for a few moments and said, "Forget it," as he tried to walk away.
"No!" Chris said, running in front of him. He reached out to grab him but held back, worried it might make things worse. "Tell me, Mikey. Please," he requested gently.
"There's something wrong with me!" Mikey said tearfully. As Chris just stared back at him, he sniffed and said, "The way I act... or how I react to things and the way I lose my temper and... and lash out..."
"Lash out?" Chris muttered curiously.
Mikey just shook his head, not wanting to recount his violent outbursts. "I don't know why I do the things I do, Chris. It was already starting to scare me when I thought I was imagining it all, but if it's scaring other people too then... then that just... tells me it's not all in my head." He stopped, breathing heavily for a moment as the words hung between them. Mikey let out a gentle sigh and asked, "Do you remember the promise we made?"
Chris sighed and nodded. In the past few days, he had been over their entire relationship from start to finish in his head dozens of times. It was impossible to think about it all without remembering the promise Mikey had demanded they make when he was invited to join their relationship... that no matter what they would all still be friends. It seemed like an impossible thing to Chris that they ever could be that again.
"Chris... I'm so scared that I might be really, really broken and I want to be... NOT broken and I need to know that when I... get myself sorted... that I'll still have friends because I can't go back to being alone again. I just can't!" Mikey explained, finally giving in to the tears.
"Fuck," Chris muttered, shaking his head. He reached out and pulled Mikey into a hug, holding him for a minute while he cried. "Look," he said as he let go. "I... I'm still... angry and I probably will be for a while, but I... I'll do my best to try and keep the promise we made. That's the best I can offer right now!"
"Thank you," Mikey said softly.
Thursday 15 July 2021
Danny collapsed to the floor, dead. At least, that was show he felt. It was his very last physio session with Blane before summer break and he had pushed himself harder than he ever imagined he could. He had targets he needed to hit and today was the day when he found out if he had achieved them. While the work he was putting in was vital his recovery from the accident, essential to him returning to normal, and necessary to help him achieve his goal of returning to his sporting activities in Year 9, it was a very different motivator that had spurred him on today – sex! Or at least, he assumed it was sex.
Back during the start of their physiotherapy sessions, Blane had promised Danny a `reward' for hitting the targets that were set for him. While it had never been stated explicitly, Danny had suspected it involved Mr Trent, who Danny had concluded was a sub while Blane was a dom.
"So how'd I do?" Danny asked breathlessly, staring at the young Irish man towering over him.
"Terrible. Didn't hit a single target!" Blane said, shaking his head.
"What?" Danny asked, absolutely dismayed.
"Ha, kidding," Blane sniggered. "Danny, you did fucking awesome!" he declared happily. He rolled his eyes and held out a hand as he said, "Get up will ya, I'm not talking to you on the floor!"!
Danny accepted the hand and let Blane assist him to his feet. "So does this mean... is it reward time?" he asked excitedly.
"Yup," Blane said with an amused grin. "Was the reward really all you were doing this for?"
"No!" Danny said, shaking his head. "Obviously I wanted to get back to normal, but mostly I..." he paused, blushing, "I wanted to make you proud!"
"Well, you've totally done that, little man. Seriously impressed here!" Blane said proudly.
"Yay," Danny celebrated happily. "But the reward still matters too, obviously!" he grinned. "You gonna tell me what it is? Is it time with Mr Trent again? Or with you, or you AND Mr Trent?" Danny sniggered playfully.
"Yes, yes it is!" Blane said, nodding.
Danny chuckled slightly then frowned, "Very funny," he said as he stared at Blane. As he got a smile back, his eyes widened as he said, "Wait, are you... are you... fucking... serious?"
"Yup!" Blane said sincerely. "This afternoon. You, me and Levi... that's Mr Trent to you!"
"Oh my god. Oh my fucking god. Are you... oh my fucking god," Danny exclaimed, his heart racing faster than it had been on the treadmill.
"But..." Blane quickly interjected. He got an immediate scowl from Danny, so he quickly added, "Relax, I think you'll like this. I was thinking of inviting someone else!"
"Who?" Danny frowned.
"Chris!" Blane said with a look of mild concern. "I'm hoping it might... cheer him up!"
"Cheer him up? He'll be over the fucking moon!" Danny said giddily.
"So you don't object?" Blane asked, clearly relieved.
"Object to what? Cheering up my best mate AND finally seeing him in action with you! Fuck no I don't object!" Danny declared excitedly. "Best fucking day ever!"
Morning classes had been as awkward as they had been all week. Most of the dorm 1.05 boys were avoiding the others, either because of direct conflicts or simply to avoid looking like they were taking `sides' in any of the many lingering issues, which resulted in each of them pairing up with boys from other dorms in most of their classes.
The boys of dorm 1.06, 1.07 and 1.08 had started off complaining or expressing their annoyance at the disruption to the usual seating plan, but soon enough they figured it was just best to stay quiet and put up with it – a rule that they often found themselves applying when `that dorm' started its latest round of drama!
With the music competition happening that afternoon and end-of-year party in the evening, classes finished at lunchtime and Chris had intended to simply hide himself away as soon as the last lesson was done and wait out the time until he could leave to head home with Blane for the summer. It was with no small amount of frustration that he found a message on his phone from Mr Trent asking him to come to his apartment for a meeting before lunch.
Sneaking out as stealthily as he could to avoid speaking to anyone, Chris hurried across to the Home Building and up onto the first floor. He knocked on the door and waited, curious to know what the teacher wanted from him and desperately hoping this wasn't some kind of intervention over the dorm's problems. He didn't need that, he just needed to be left alone.
As the door opened, Chris was momentarily confused by the sight of his big brother standing there. Before he even said anything, Chris growled. This certainly had all the indications of the adults preparing to stick their noses in where it didn't belong.
"You're probably wondering why I've called you here today," Blane said with a slight smirk.
"Wait for me!" Danny suddenly called out from down the corridor.
Chris just let out another low groan. Danny too? This was definitely not going to be fun. The rest of the dorm was probably right behind him.
"Please note," Danny said proudly as he ran up to Chris and Blane, "That I ran from there," he pointed to the end of the corridor and then to where he now stood, "To here and I'm not even breathless!"
"Well done, your award's in the mail," Chris said dryly.
"Actually, it's in here," Danny sniggered, throwing an arm around his friend to lead him into the teacher's apartment as Blane stepped aside.
"Shhh," Blane hissed at them, then gestured for them, to go through to the living area. He closed the door and followed them through. "So, Chris... Danny and I made a deal earlier this year, that if he hit certain targets, he would get a reward!"
"And I fucking did it!" Danny exclaimed excitedly.
Blane smiled proudly. "He certainly did," he said with a nod. "And his reward is currently on the other side of that wall," he added, gesturing to the wall adjoining the bedroom.
Chris frowned, confused for a moment before his eyes widened with realisation. "You mean, this is like..." he looked to Danny, "On your birthday?"
"Yup, and we thought that you might want to join in again, just to cheer your miserable arse up!" Danny teased.
Chris was momentarily torn, staunchly determined to stay annoyed but unable to hide his excitement as a grin spread across his face. He looked to Blane and said, "So Mr T's one of your subs, is he?"
"One of your subs?" Danny asked, looking shocked at Blane.
Blane shot Danny a quick smirk then glanced at Chris and said, "Actually, as of last week, he's my ONLY sub... amongst other things!"
"Other things?" Chris frowned.
"Oh my god, have you and Mr Trent gone exclusive? Is he your boyfriend? Fiancé?" Danny started, raising his own finger adorned with his promise ring from Brian, then gasped and said, "Husband? Did you get married?"
"Okay, calm down and also, shut up!" Blane ordered. "It's best of he doesn't hear who's gonna be doing him!"
"Wait, is he..." Danny said, suddenly deflated. "Is he gonna be, like, blindfolded and stuff again?"
"Yeah, why?" Blane asked, confused at the reaction.
Danny pouted. "Well... doing stuff TO him was REALLY fun, but I... kinda thought it'd be nice to do stuff WITH him this time!"
"Yeah, totally!" Chris nodded his agreement.
Blane eyed the two boys for a moment, then took a breath as he shook his head. "Okay, gimme a sec," he requested, quickly heading into the bedroom. He closed the door behind him and sat down on the bed next to the naked, restrained and blindfolded teacher.
As the blindfold was pulled away, Levi flinched a little, then looked at Blane, clearly confused as he asked, "Everything okay?"
"Babe, I... I was thinking we might do this..." Blane said, looking the nude man up and down, "Without the restraints and blindfold."
"We talked about this," Levi said nervously. "If... if I can't... see them or... or move then, then that means I have, like, plausible deniability... or something!"
"Babe!" Blane said, shaking his head.
"Come on, you know what'd happen if anyone found out!" Mr Trent said cautiously. "This is already risky enough!"
Blane shook his head again, starting to remove the restraints. "Nobody's gonna find out. You know they're not gonna tell anyone. They love you, they'd never wanna hurt you. Plus they're my little brothers, they know it'd destroy me too, so they'd never do that!"
Levi smiled as he stared up at Blane. "Little brothers? Plural?"
Blane blushed a little as he pouted. "Yeah, I was hoping you'd missed that," he said a little awkwardly. "Look, Danny's... ugh..." he shook his head. "He means so much to me! And you've met him. He's impossible not to love! Spending time with him every day... and the stuff he's been through..." He started getting a little choked up.
"It's okay," Levi said, grabbing Blane's hand now that his own were free. "I know what you mean!" He sighed heavily and said, "Fine, if you say it's safe and you want us to do this, then... okay!"
"You're the best," Blane said, leaning down to kiss the naked man briefly. He stood and paced across to the door and opened it. "Come on then, you two. Let's do..." he paused, laughing as he saw the two boys standing there already naked! "Well, how very efficient. Go ahead!" he said as he let them pass.
"Yay!" Danny cheered as they rushed into the room.
There was a brief moment of awkwardness as the teacher and two students took in each other's nakedness. This was not the first time the boys had seen Mr Trent naked, nor vice versa, but it was the first time they had been naked together, knowingly, with intent that it was leading somewhere. It somehow felt... different, yet exciting.
"Looking good, sir!" Chris said cheekily, his cock swelling from the semi-hard it had been on the way in to fully erect in anticipation.
"Yeah, when he's naked I'd say it's safe to drop the sir and call him Levi!" Blane said, closing the door.
"Oh yeah, I guess it's Levi who should be calling YOU sir," Danny teased.
Levi shot Blane a very obvious `what exactly did you tell them' look and got a dismissive shrug in return.
"Well, what you guys waiting for?" Blane asked, seeing nobody move yet.
"Waiting for SOMEONE to get naked!" Danny grinned.
Blane sniggered as he shook his head, quickly starting to get undressed. He felt all eyes on him as he stripped and couldn't help but marvel at the sheer absurdity of the situation. A year ago, being with guys was just an occasional blip in his sexual fantasies, a thing that had always been there but never really acted on outside of the occasional hook-up in his teens. Now here he was, a year later, about to have sex with the guy he was both lover and master to, along with his own brother and a boy who was as close to him as any sibling... and it didn't even seem strange. Absurdity in normality! "Well, there ya go," he said as he kicked off the last of his clothes and stood proudly naked. "Get to it!"
"Yeah, we're totally not doing anything til we see you and Chris kiss, right... Levi!" Danny said, almost calling the teacher sir out of habit.
Levi grinned as he sat up on the bed. "I'd be lying if I said I wasn't curious!" he admitted shyly. He held his arm out to Danny who moved to his side, shuddering a little as he felt the man's skin against his own.
"Come on BRO, let's give `em a show!" Chris chuckled, then took a running jump at Blane.
As Chris launched at him, wrapping his arms around his neck and legs around his waist, Blane caught the boy and immediately kissed him.
"Fuck," Danny gasped as he watched the two siblings embrace. He looked to Levi and blushed a little but got a smile back. "Our turn?" he asked cautiously.
Levi nodded, though his nervousness was obvious. This would not be their first kiss. That had been eight months before on Danny's birthday, though the teacher had not known who it was at the time. He stared at the boy and felt a swell of emotion. Doing what he did for a living, Levi loved all of the boys under his care, but it was always a platonic, paternal kind of love. For the most-part, which was what he felt as he looked at Danny, but affection plus nudity easily adds up to attraction. Leaning in, their lips met.
It was a tender kiss, so much more than simple lust. Their hands gently grasped at each other, not searching for anything in particular, just holding each other and exploring unfamiliar territory.
"Fuck!" they heard from across the room. They parted to see Chris still held up by Blane, both staring at them excitedly.
As Levi and Danny parted, giggling at Chris' reaction, Blane moved over to the bed and toppled onto it, forming a pile of tangled bodies and limbs with the other two.
"Hey," Danny giggled as he found Chris atop him.
"Hey," Chris giggled back. "Wanna swap?"
"Sure!" Danny replied happily.
"Awesome," Chris said with a grin, then shuffled along and pinned Levi to the bed as he leaned down and whispered, "Hi sir!" before their lips met.
Shaking his head as he saw Chris playing with the teacher, Danny let out a gentle sigh as he moved around to lay beside Blane. "I heard what you said to Mr... Levi!" he whispered.
Blane blushed for a moment then quickly admonished, "Eavesdropping is rude!"
"Yeah, but fun," Danny sniggered. "And... you mean a lot to me too!" He stared into Blane's eyes for a few moments and gave a wistful sigh as he added, "I couldn't have got through these last few months without you!"
Blane raised a hand and ran it through the boy's hair as he whispered, "Shut up and enjoy your reward!" He was still sniggering as Danny's lips met his own.
Danny mewed happily as he kissed Blane, their tongues eventually meeting playfully between their opening mouths as his hands explored the young man's chest. With another moan of contentment, he pulled away slightly and rested his cheek on Blane's shoulder as he let his palm slide across a slightly hairy pec, flicking back and forth across the nipple as he heard a happy hum beside him.
"Ya know, this was almost worth breaking my neck for," Danny giggled.
The other three feel silent for a moment before bursting into shared sniggers at the comment.
"That may be the most `Danny' thing you've ever said," Levi chuckled.
"Thanks," Danny said cheerfully as he looked at the other man. He sat up slightly, gave Blane a quick peck and said, "I'll be back!" before moving round to kiss Levi once again.
While Danny kissed the teacher, Chris put his mouth to work on the fuzzy chest, kissing it playfully as his fingers gently teased the hair. He was getting used to body hair from his interactions with Blane, but while his big brother's chest hair was trimmed short, Levi's was a tiny bit more unkept and significantly darker. He let his tongue find its way to the man's nipple as his hand gently stroked Danny's hip.
Blane knelt up, staring down at the two boys pleasuring his lover. His dick was rigid as he watched the show, stroking it gently as he observed. The teens were clearly enjoying every moment of their interaction with the teacher, and, despite his initial reluctance, Levi was undeniably enjoying the closeness with the two affectionate students. He couldn't help but smile as he saw Danny's hand tightly clasped in Chris'. He knew the two boys were close. Even without Chris talking about his best friend incessantly, you only had to see them together for a few moments to see the deep bond they shared. Whenever his mind wandered onto the future, to the end of his placement at the school the following year, he always worried about leaving his little brother on his own again. Seeing him with Danny though, his fear was assuaged as he knew Chris would never truly be alone.
Blane was shaken from his thoughts by Danny's foot playfully sliding up his leg, his toes finding their way to his balls. He gave the boy a quick glance and got a cheeky grin back, so he leaned down and started kissing the boy's back.
Danny moaned happily as the lips roaming his back and shoulders. Tilting his head back he whispered, "Chris told me you fucked him!"
Blane blushed again as he saw a raised eyebrow from Levi.
"Can you fuck me too?" Danny pleaded, then looked forward to Levi and said, "Both of you!" He quickly frowned as he added, "Not at the same time though!"
"Yeah, I was gonna say..." Chris smirked as he shook his head, getting a playful punch from his best friend.
"How `bout you, bud?" Blane asked, letting his fingers slide through Chris' hair.
"Guessing you're still all top," Chris pouted, getting a nod from Blane. He looked to Levi briefly then back to Blane and said, "I wanna fuck my brother's boyfriend!"
"Ha. Hot!" Danny giggled. "Wouldn't it be hotter to say, `I wanna fuck my teacher' though!"
Chris shrugged. "I've fucked teachers before, but Blane's never had a boyfriend!"
"Teachers?" Levi asked, eyebrow raised. "Plural?"
Chris blushed, looking amusingly similar to Blane when he was embarrassed. "Let's pretend I didn't say that!" he requested awkwardly. "Anyway, you've got a Danny to fuck!" He casually reached over to the drawer beside the bed and pulled out some lube. Getting a raised eyebrow from the teacher he said, "What? I happen to know where you keep it! Who's first?"
"After you," Blane grinned, moving back as he looked to Levi and gestured to Danny.
"Okay, how do you... erm..." Levi started as he looked at Danny, but the awkwardness of asking a boy his favoured sexual position was just a little too much for him to vocalise.
"On our sides," Danny said bluntly, "And hold me tight. I really like that!"
"He does," Chris agreed, nodding. "That was how I did him the other day!"
Levi chuckled as he shook his head. He looked at Blane and asked, "Can you even imagine being this open about stuff at their age?"
"You fucking kidding me? I hadn't even touched another person at their age, let alone talked about it!" Blane said with a wry grin.
"It's the Kingswood effect!" Danny shrugged as he lay on his side, then let out a happy moan as he felt fingers probing at his hole, lubing him up while teasing him.
Levi chuckled at the comment as he manoeuvred himself into place. He lined up his dick with Danny's hole and slowly began to push in, the two of them letting out synchronised moans as he entered. He took his time, knowing the boy was experienced but still treating it as gently as a first time. Once he was comfortably inside, he followed the rest of Danny's request and pressed his body against the boy's back, wrapping his arms tightly around him.
Danny responded by grasping tightly onto the teacher's forearms criss-crossing his chest, his head nuzzling back against him as he slowly began to slide in and out of him.
Chris and Blane sat back, watching silently as they casually held each other, enjoying the sight of Danny and the teacher. After a few minutes of spectating, Chris grunted, "Nuh-uh," and started moving forward. Grabbing the bottle of lube he declared, "I can't just watch. You're okay with multi-tasking, right?"
"Do I have any choice?" Levi asked, flashing Chris a grin. "Sir... junior," he added with a playful wink.
"Unnh, that's so weirdly hot," Chris grunted, stroking his cock rapidly and almost forgetting he was just supposed to be lubricating it.
"Mostly just weird," Blane sniggered, watching as his little brother laid down behind Levi and started pushing his cock into the man's crack. As Chris pushed further in, he adopted a similar position to Levi, his arm looping over the man and gripping gently onto Danny's shoulder. "Okay, hot too," he admitted. "Now I just feel left out!"
Danny's head suddenly popped up as he called out, "Other holes are available!"
"Oh my god," Levi laughed. Despite the way it may seem from the boys either side of him, sexual activity with students was not something the man tended to dabble with. He knew that the students under his supervision were no strangers to sex, but the more he witnessed of the two boys the more he realised how vastly he had probably underestimated their habits. A sneaky mutual wank here and there, maybe a rare occasional blow job, which was as far as his mind ever went, not that he thought about it often. Seeing the boys so ready to have full penetrative sex was actually a surprisingly educational moment for the teacher.
He watched in delight as Blane moved round and knelt in front of Danny, teasing him with his erection for a few moments before letting the boy take it into his mouth. He gave Blane a lustful stare as he felt Chris slowly working up a rhythm behind him.
"This is really not how I saw today going," Chris sniggered before casually nibbling at his teacher's shoulder.
"Really? Seems like a fairly standard day from what I've seen!" Blane joked back at his little brother.
"Mmmf hmmm fffp!" Danny joined in, though he was deliberately muffling his words against Blane's dick for comedic effect.
"Yeah, good point," Levi sniggered, playing along.
Though there were a few more giggles, the four mostly remained quiet aside from pleasured moans and happy grunts as Levi bounced back and forth between Danny and Chris. "God, I'm getting kinda close," Levi moaned, both happy at the imminent orgasm and sad that he was speeding towards it so rapidly.
"Ha, getting fucked always makes you cum quick!" Blane chuckled.
Levi just moaned in response, seemingly beyond being embarrassed by the revelation of such personal information in front of the two boys.
"Danny, you're gonna need to move... unless you want me to... ugh... Danny..." Levi moaned, feeling the boy pushing back against him as he clenched. "Oh my god, fuck... unnh!" he grunted as his cock throbbed inside the boy, filling him with his load.
"Fuck!" Chris yelped out.
"Yeah, his hole goes crazy when he cums, doesn't it!" Blane sniggered, getting a glare from Levi and a happy nod from Chris.
Chris clamped even more tightly onto the teacher as he gave a final thrust and gasped, "Ugh, sir!" before cumming inside him. As he finished shooting, he flopped onto his back, his dick sliding out of the man's butt.
Levi rolled back next, half laying on Chris as he too pulled out. Danny released Blane's dick as he lay happily back on his teacher, his hand casually pawing at his own unsated erection.
Blane chuckled as he looked down at the three laying together.
"What?" Danny asked, stroking Blane's thigh.
Blane shook his head as he said, "Nothing, it's just... I could say `I love you' right now and could be talking to any of you!"
"Bejesus," Chris exclaimed playfully. He nuzzled against Levi and asked, "What have you done to my brother?"
Levi burst into laughter as he shook his head. "I think you should be more concerned about what your brother's gonna do to Danny!"
"Oh yeah," Chris said, happily looping his arms around Levi as the two cuddled casually together. He looked to Blane and said, "Time to give him the reward he REALLY wants!"
"Fuck it," Danny said, shaking his head. "I'm not even gonna pretend he's wrong!"
"Your wish is my command," Blane chuckled. "Same position again?" he offered, letting his hands gently stroke Danny's arms.
"Nah," Danny said, rolling off the bed. "Take a seat," he said, moving Blane round to sit on the bed. He reached over and grabbed the lube, letting out a delighted grunt as his fingers wrapped around the meaty shaft of Blane's dick. He took a moment to enjoy having his hands on the dick he had fantasised about to so often. With the throbbing tool sufficiently slicked, he straddled the young man's lap and lowered himself onto it. He leaned in to press his forehead against Blane's, staring deep into his eyes as he said, "I'm gonna kiss you and we're not gonna stop until you cum inside me, okay?"
"Sounds like a plan," Blane whispered back, hearing appreciative noises from the other two.
Danny allowed himself to slide the rest of the way down onto Blane's boner as their lips met. It took a while for the two to find the right synchronicity as they got used to kissing, fucking and groping each other all at the same time, but soon enough they settled into it, with Danny happily bouncing on the rigid tool as they made out.
"I used to get so mad when the guys talked about my brothers being hot," Chris mumbled quietly to Levi. He looked Danny and Blane up and down and smirked as he added, "I forget why!" He leaned against Levi, cuddling up to him as he took hold of one hand in his own.
Levi chuckled, raising Chris' hand to his mouth to give the back of it a playful kiss.
Blane and Danny had become utterly oblivious to anything around them. Their embrace was intense, all-consuming, a physical manifestation of the bond that had grown in their time together... plus it was just really fucking hot! Danny could feel his dick sliding up and down against Blane's stomach as he rode him, tickled slightly by the treasure trail.
When Danny's dick finally erupted, launching a heavy, thick load between their stomachs, he felt Blane tense, squeezing him tightly. The spunk between them squelched a little as their bodies pressed together and Danny felt a second load join Levi's inside him. As requested, the kissing hadn't stopped. It continued for several moments even after Blane had cum, his dick gradually softening a little before their lips parted.
They stared into each other for a moment before smiles spread across their faces, and a few moments after that both burst into laughter as Blane collapsed back onto Levi and Chris, Danny flopping forward on top of him.
Josh and Rob were sitting together finishing lunch. Despite the awkwardness between them since the revelation of Josh's violent behaviour, the two had managed to at least remain civil with each other. Things had threatened to become less civil any time Rob tried to bring the subject up, or Josh's apparent fury at Nicky over what he had called him.
Lunch had been a fairly sedate affair, the two boys separated from the rest of their dorm as they sat eating quietly. They were almost ready to leave when two other boys approached Josh from behind, slapped him on the back and took a seat either side of him.
Josh jumped, but quickly grinned as he realised it was Ellis and Jensen, his adopted big brothers. "Hey guys," he said happily. During term time, the three didn't tend to spend a great deal of time together, each having their own circle of friends within their own year group, but during holidays such as the upcoming summer break, the three were nigh inseparable. "How's it going?"
"Good," Jensen nodded. "All good. How are things with you?"
Josh immediately detected the tone and shot a guilty-looking Rob a furious glare as he growled, "Snitch!"
"Hey, none of that!" Ellis admonished the boy. "From what he tells us, you're lucky it's us speaking to you and not Mr Reeves!" He gestured to the teacher's table where the strict man stood glowering over the room as usual.
"Yeah mate, what's going on?" Jensen asked, taking a slightly softer approach than the middle brother.
"Nothing's `going on'," Josh said slightly derisively. "I was doing a thing and now I'm not doing the thing! No biggie!"
"Kind of a biggie when that THING involves assaulting another student, mate!" Ellis said sharply.
Josh huffed. "I didn't ASSAULT him, I just... roughed him up a bit now and then. It's what he deserved!"
"Did he?" Rob asked pointedly. "From what Nicky tells me, Angel never did anything, and even the bits Nicky THOUGHT he did were over months ago!"
"Yeah, thanks to me!" Josh snapped. "And it looked like he was doing it again, so I took care of it. That's what SOME people do when a friend is in trouble, they don't wait for them to..." he paused, realising what he was about to say.
"To what?" Rob asked, his eyes narrowing, "End up on the roof? Is that what you were gonna say?" he asked pointedly.
"Hey, easy," Jensen said, seeing the situation already escalating.
"Yeah!" Josh said angrily. "Some people actually notice when someone's in trouble and make people PAY for what they've done!"
"Oy!" Jensen snapped, getting a sudden look from nearby tables. Giving a quick apology to the people around him, he placed a hand on Josh's back and said, "I don't have to be a shrink to know you've got some shit going on, Josh. We just wanna help!"
Josh frowned and nodded. "Yeah, I know," he admitted, calming a little.
"And we can talk about it, or talk to Jack about it, but..." Ellis paused, glancing at Rob, "Don't take it out on your mates. That's not cool. You know they've got your back just as much as we do, don't you?"
"Yeah," Josh said. He looked awkwardly at Rob and said, "Sorry!"
"Come on, we got some time before the music competition starts, why don't we talk," Jensen said, standing up and nodding towards the door.
Josh nodded and stood, Ellis standing up with him.
"Should I... stay here?" Rob asked cautiously.
Josh sighed heavily and shook his head. "You're a snitch," he said pointedly, "But... I know you're just looking out for me. You should come too!"
Rob smiled as he stood, following the other three out as they headed off to talk Josh through his issues.
Danny and Chris had been on a high since their `reward' with Blane and Mr Trent, though that high had taken somewhat of a hit when they returned to the dorm and bumped into Nicky.
"Sorry, I was just leaving," Nicky said as the two boys walked in.
"Good!" Chris snapped sharply.
"Wait," Danny called out. "Can't you two... talk maybe?" he requested quietly. He was doing his best not to interfere in the issues around the dorm, determined to let his friends resolve things in their own time, but this was a rare opportunity to let the two have some time together.
"Talk about what?" Chris asked pointedly. "How funny Nicky thought it'd be to just... dump me for a laugh in front of half the school?"
"It wasn't for a laugh. I had a reason!" Nicky insisted.
"Maybe..." Danny quickly interjected before Chris could react, "It would help if you... told him the reason?"
Nicky stood motionless as Chris and Danny both stared at him expectantly. Having just got back from his last meeting with Dr Arkwright before the summer break, Nicky was already emotionally on edge. Having the two boys staring him down was making it impossible for him to even think, let alone talk. "I... I can't!" he said, shaking his head as he stared at the ground. He headed for the door, but stopped as he looked back and said, "I really am sorry, you know!"
Chris didn't even bother looking back, he just waited for Nicky to leave.
A short while later, despite the downer of the run-in, Danny had convinced Chris to join him at the music competition. As they started taking their seats ready to watch the show, Danny was more than a little surprised to see Chris willingly take a seat beside Mikey. The two didn't speak, but there didn't seem to be quite the same level of animosity between them that there had been earlier in the week. Danny took it as an extremely positive sign. He spotted Joseph, Brian and a few of the other mentors a few rows back and gave them a playful wave before he took his seat.
The show got underway with Ruby (aka Mr Warren) acting as host and introducing the various acts. The first band performed a fairly impressive rendition of `School's Out for Summer', with Ruby not even being subtle about his disdain for the unoriginal song choice that came up every year. Chris couldn't help sniggering as he saw Mr Yaeger off to the side of the stage. Chris knew the often-mischievous teacher had actually encouraged the group to make that particular song choice, primarily for the purpose of winding up Ruby.
They were most of the way through the second half of the performances when Ruby announced, "And we now have a slight change to the published performance list..."
Chris let out a slight groan, looking momentarily at Mikey to his side. He glanced to Danny on his other side and said, "This was where we would have been!"
Danny just took his hand and gave it a gentle sympathetic squeeze, even as he heard whispers of gossip around them.
"The band with no name has withdrawn for... personal reasons," Ruby announced, causing the whispers in the crowd to intensify as news of what had happened had spread quickly since Sunday. "And instead, we have a solo performance! Round of applause, everyone!"
"Wow, filled our slot pretty quick. Rude!" Mikey chuckled as the crowd clapped, actually getting a slight smirk from Chris.
Chris' smile immediately dropped as he looked at the stage and saw Nicky appear. He looked round, seeing the rest of dorm 1.05 boys looking just as confused. "Nicky's on stage... on his own..." Chris whispered to nobody in particular.
The previous year, it had taken months of nagging and convincing to get Nicky on the stage as part of a duet and even then, he had almost chickened out until the rest of the dorm showed up to help. Being on stage solo was something Nicky would never have considered in a million years... or so Chris thought.
Nicky stood at the microphone stand, adorned with his guitar. He looked terrified as he scanned the crowd. His eyes fell on Chris and Mikey, staring at them for a moment before looking down at his guitar. He took a deep breath and composed himself as he started to play.
Mikey frowned as Nicky played the intro. "I don't know this song. What is it?" he asked Chris quietly.
"I... I don't know it either..." Chris whispered back; his eyes fixed on the stage. Nicky couldn't perform alone, that was an immutable fact, or so it seemed, yet there he was. It was almost enough to make Chris forget his resentment for the other boy... almost!
Nicky started to sing. "Sunny days seem to hurt the most, I wear the pain like a heavy coat, I feel you everywhere I go. I see your smile, I see your face, I hear you laughing in the rain, I still can't believe you're gone."
"Is this... about us?" Mikey asked curiously.
Nicky continued, "It ain't fair you died too young, like a story that had just begun, but death tore the pages all away."
Chris shuddered as he heard the lyrics and shook his head as he whispered, "No!"
"God knows how I miss you, All the hell that I've been through, just knowing no one could take your place. Sometimes I wonder who you'd be today!" Nicky continued.
"Mikey," Chris sniffed, taking his hand. "It's about Matthew," he sniffed, tears running down his cheeks. "All of it!"
Nicky continued the song, his eyes fixed on the back of the tent as he played through to the end, unable to look anywhere else. As he finished, the crowd burst into applause.
As the applause died down, Ruby appeared on stage and placed a hand on the boy's back. "Ah, beautiful, thank you Nicky!" he said proudly. "Another round of applause for Nicky Jones!"
Nicky gave a meek smile, a slight bow and turned to leave the stage. As he got backstage, other boys congratulated him for his performance, most of the other performers being members of the music club and aware of his crippling stage fright.
"Well, it was a risk putting you on the line-up," Mr Yaeger said, approaching the boy, "But you were wonderful Nicky. Truly an excellent performance," he said happily.
"Thanks sir," Nicky said quietly.
"You okay?" the teacher asked cautiously.
"Yeah, I just... need some air!" Nicky said, placing down his guitar as he headed for the exit.
"Okay, but if you pass out, shout for help!" Mr Yaeger said with a smirk.
"How would..." Nicky started, then shook his head as he realised the man was just teasing.
As Nicky got outside, he took several deep breaths, convinced he was about to burst into tears. Just before he had the chance to, he saw Chris and Mikey emerge from one of the other exits further down the party tent. They approached and stopped a few steps away, silent for a few moments. "Chris, I..." he started.
"Don't!" Chris said sharply, his cheeks wet. "We're..." he paused to exhale sharply as he shook his head. "We're not all good, but... I got it, I mean... I get it!" He huffed and rolled his eyes. "Well, I don't get it, I don't know how you feel, but I get... what it is you're dealing with. I understand!"
Mikey nodded his agreement.
"So... what are we..." Nicky started.
Chris looked to Mikey then Nicky. "We made a promise... that no matter what, we'd be friends. I'm not forgiving... or forgetting, but... right now... you... need your friends!" he said sincerely. He held his arms out and Nicky immediately rushed in, grabbing Mikey too as the three of them hugged.
Friday 16 July 2021
Everyone was awake but nobody was moving. With the end-of-year party out of the way, the school year was officially over and all that was left was for the boys to head off home one-by-one, but it still felt like so much was unsaid in the dorm.
Danny had given it five days now, allowing his friends to clear the air and resolve their grievances with each other, but very little seemed to have happened. Chris' fury towards Mikey had faded quickly and though things seemed a little better with Nicky, Chris was still not speaking to him outside of forced casual greetings. Rob and Josh seemed okay together, though Josh still wouldn't even look at Nicky and the things Josh had been accused of still felt ever-present. David remained completely withdrawn, not really speaking to anyone at all. James was as hard to read as always but did at least seem mildly remorseful for any part he had played in the dorm's issues.
It was James that Danny intended to use as a catalyst to push for progress. He sat up in his bed, leaving Chris laying alone and called out, "So I guess today is James' last day in the dorm!"
"Good!" David snapped.
"Hey, come on," Danny said, seeing the look on James' face. "This is a big day. We shouldn't..." he paused to sigh. "Look, guys..."
"No!" James said bluntly. "Don't bother, Danny. Things don't just... miraculously get better because it's the last day of the year. I appreciate the attempt, but I never wanted any fuss, so this kinda suits me anyway. I'll just... go home and that'll be it! We'll be done!"
"But... but..." Danny stuttered. He glanced over at Rob who just shook his head gently. "Fine," he conceded. "Well, I'm going to breakfast. Anyone else is welcome to join me!" Thoroughly disheartened, he climbed out of bed.
Having finished packing up the last of his stuff, Chris had been glad of a reason to get out of the dorm when the message from Mr Beecham popped up on his phone. As he made his way along to the Sports Complex, he smiled at the sight of the school's gardens. They were undoubtedly his favourite part of the school's grounds, and he would miss being able to sit in them or wander round while he was at home for the summer.
Making his way inside, he found the door to Mr Beecham's office wide open, so he knocked on it and walked straight in to find the teacher sitting at his desk. The man looked up as he heard the knock and said, "Oh Chris, hey, hi. Close the door behind you!"
"That doesn't sound good!" Chris pouted. Admittedly the last invite he got from a teacher had turned out to be quite enjoyable, but he had a feeling his luck wouldn't hold out. He couldn't help thinking of his meeting with Mr Beecham shortly before the last summer break... when he had ended up locked in chastity for a sentence that would cover the whole summer.
"Ha, relax," Mr Beecham said as Chris closed the door. He moved around to sit on his desk as he gestured for Chris to take a seat on the sofa opposite. "I just wanted to check how you're doing?"
"Well, I'm all packed!" Chris said with a shrug.
"Not what I meant," the teacher smiled. "I know you've... had a difficult week since you... erm..."
"Got brutally and savagely dumped in front of half the school?" Chris offered, unsurprised that even the staff knew about it.
"Yeah, that," Mr Beecham nodded. "How's it all going?"
Chris shrugged and gave a dismissive, "It's fine!"
The teacher smirked. "Ah, so not really fine, you just don't wanna talk about it. Am I right?" he asked.
"At least someone finally gets it!" Chris said gratefully.
"Mmm-huh, yeah," Mr Beecham chuckled. "Well, I'm glad you're still a bit down," he said bluntly.
"Wow, thanks," Chris said sarcastically.
The man ignored the bitter comment and went on, "Because it means cheering you up is still needed!"
"Cheering me up?" Chris repeated, suddenly perking up. "I like the sound of that!" His face suddenly dropped. "Ugh, is this where you give me some crappy maths homework for the summer and say it's supposed to cheer me up or something?"
"Ah, why didn't I think of that? You could definitely do with some!" the teacher smirked, then shook his head as he hummed, "Nuh-uh!" He reached down onto his desk and grabbed something, then tossed it to Chris.
Chris reached out and caught the object in mid-air then opened his hand to find himself looking at a small keyring with three keys attached. He shrugged in confusion for a moment then stared at the man wide-eyed. "Wait, are these... what I think they are?"
"Well that really depends on what you think they are," Mr Beecham sniggered.
"You're really not as funny as you think you are," Chris scowled. "Are these your chastity keys?"
The teacher nodded and said, "They are. All of them!"
"Wh... why... why are you... giving them to me?" Chris asked nervously.
"Well, I don't have a keyholder anymore since my last one..." he started, trailing off a little.
"Started a proper relationship with Mr Trent?" Chris suggested, not exactly struggling to figure out his big brother had also been Mr Beecham's dom.
"Ha, yeah," Mr Beecham nodded, not surprised that Chris knew. "And also, like I said, I wanted to cheer you up. This doesn't... mean anything. We're not gonna start doing stuff and after the summer you'll be giving them right back to me, but I thought you might enjoy the thought of holding onto them over the summer!"
"Aww, and I didn't get you anything!" Chris sniggered. "So are you locked already?"
Mr Beecham laughed then shook his head and said, "No, not yet. Thought you might want to see me lock, just so you can be sure I've given you the real keys." He tossed over a small padlock and said, "There, just check the keys fit!"
Chris caught the lock and quickly tried locking it, then unlocking with each of the three keys. "Yup, they work. Now get your dick out so I can lock it up!"
"Ha, no chance. I told you. This doesn't mean me and you doing anything. We've crossed that line too many times already. Holding the keys is harmless... by Kingswood standards anyway, but that's as far as it goes!"
Chris jumped to his feet. "But sir," he said, cocking his head playfully to the side. "I thought maybe you might want release... one more time... before getting locked for six weeks!" He moved closer to the man.
"I'm fine," Mr Beecham said, a little meekly.
"Fine? So... not really fine and you actually want to cum," Chris teased the man.
"Chris!" the man warned, sounding less stern than he hoped.
"Owen!" Chris said back teasingly, the use of the man's first name indicating a sudden shift in their relationship. As he got closer, he reached out and touched the man's leg.
"Chris," Owen pleaded, barely above a whisper.
"Shh!" Chris hissed, raising his other hand to the man's lips. "We'll let you cum, then get you locked. That's all we're doing. Okay?"
Owen nodded, so Chris lowered the hand away from his mouth and used it to take hold of the man's tracksuit bottoms, yanking them down as he stood from his desk. They dragged one side of his underwear down too, revealing the slight stubble on his pubis and an inch of dick. Chris smiled then immediately pulled the other side, so they fell away completely.
Owen let out a slight whimper as his cock sprang free, semi-hard and stiffening by the second. Chris immediately took hold and started stroking.
"So, you like being told what to do," Chris mused, getting a reluctant nod in response. "And you like being locked in chastity," he went on, getting another nod. He felt the cock swell to full firmness in his grasp. "And hey, look at that, you seem to like me being charge of you!"
Owen let out a low moan. This was not what he had intended to happen. In fact, he had promised himself it wouldn't, but something about the boy made him unable to resist.
"Maybe next year, I can do more than just... hold your keys," Chris offered hopefully. He continued stroking as he spoke but gave a slight squeeze as he finished talking.
"Ugh," Owen grunted at the boy's teasing.
"Whadda you say?" Chris asked, returning to rapid strokes. "Would you like to try that?" he asked, squeezing again.
"M... maybe," Owen gasped.
"You could try it now," Chris grinned, giving more rapid strokes. "Call me sir!"
"Chris, no, I told you..." Owen tried to object.
"I said," Chris started, squeezing hard, "Call... me... sir!"
"Yes sir!" Mr Beecham whimpered, his cock spurting up its load, showering the floor in front of him with his seed.
"Wow, nice," Chris giggled. "And definitely safe to say I'm looking forward to next year. Now let's get you locked!"
Owen just let out another moan.
"I hope you enjoyed that!" Mr Trent called out as he heard the shower in his bathroom stop.
"Yes sir!" Nicky called back from the bathroom as he stepped out of the shower, towelling off. "Thank you!" he added, always grateful for the man allowing him to use the private bathroom and escape the publicity of the communal shower room.
"I'm thinking when you come back from summer break, it might be time to try using the shower room!" Mr Trent called out.
"Do I have to?" Nicky called back as he wrapped the towel around him.
"Afraid so, buddy. Can't have you showering in here forever!" Mr Trent called back.
"I guess I knew it was coming," Nicky conceded. His appointments with Dr Arkwright were slowly helping him tackle some of his body issues, most of which tied back to the same cause, and he knew that he eventually had to face his fears. In a way, it was almost nice to have the decision made for him. He knew he was much better at doing things he HAD to do than he was at choosing to do them for himself.
He glanced at the steamed-up mirror. It presented another hurdle, one he was unlikely to be forced to face, but between his musical revelation of his issues to his ex-boyfriends and the conversations he had with Mr Trent, it was one he had a feeling he might be ready to face. "Sir!" he called out, as he unlocked the door. "Would you... be able to come in here for a second," he asked shakily.
Mr Trent appeared at the door and looked at the wet, towel-wrapped boy. "You okay?" he asked softly.
"I... want to do something and I don't think I can do it on my own," Nicky said nervously.
"Sure, whadda you need me to do?" the supportive man asked, smiling as he stepped into the small bathroom,
"Just... be here," Nicky said as he turned to face the mirror. As Mr Trent came and stood at his side, he raised his hand and paused. Taking a deep breath, he placed his hand on the glass and wiped, clearing a wide streak so he could see himself. As Nicky stared at the identical face before him, his breath caught in his throat. Visibly trembling, he took a few more deep breaths and said, "Hi Matt..."
Mr Trent had been unsure of what he was about to witness, but as he realised the boy was speaking to his deceased twin, he placed a hand on the boy's back, barely holding back tears of his own.
"I've got so much to tell you, just... maybe not quite yet, but hopefully soon" Nicky sniffed. "This is Mr Trent. He's helped me so much this year! I owe him a lot!" He paused, taking a few more breaths. "I know I haven't spoken to you in a while... and we'll talk again soon, but for now I just wanted to say hi... and I miss you so much!"
As Nicky burst into helpless sobs, Mr Trent held him tightly.
Danny let out a hearty sigh as he waved off Chris and Blane. He felt an arm wrap around him and leaned happily against Brian.
"You okay, sweet cheeks?" Brian asked playfully.
Danny nodded, then raised his hand to look at the promise ring on his finger as he said, "Yeah, yeah, I'm good. I just..." He paused, sighing again. "I dunno, it feels like so much has been just... left unsaid!"
"Things don't just suddenly get better cos you're all going home for the summer," Brian said with a shrug, holding out his own promise ring-adorned hand to take Danny's.
"Yeah, that's kinda what James said this morning," Danny nodded. "But I dunno, I was kinda still hoping we'd be... better by the time everyone left."
Brian chuckled and shook his head. "Don't worry, you'll get your shit together in year nine, believe me!" he assured the younger boy.
"I hope so," Danny said sadly.
"Oh, you will," Brian grinned. "You have no idea just how much is gonna change next year."
"Good change or bad change?" Danny asked curiously.
"No fucking idea," Brian said. "But I'm gonna have fun watching it happen!"
"You're such a dick!" Danny said, elbowing the older boy playfully.
"Yeah," Brian agreed, holding their promise rings together, "But I'm your dick. Forever!"
"Yeah, I guess you are," Danny said contentedly as he nuzzled against him.
THE END
Thank you for reading Book Two of The Kingswood Saga! Ugh, so much conflict, so much left unresolved, SO MUCH UNNECESSARY TEENAGE ANGST!! Well fear not, lovely readers, there's plenty more still to come.
The boys will return in Book Three – The Kingswood Effect – coming early 2023.
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For my other stories, please see links below:
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