It Happened So ...

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Chapter 70

I caught up with Lionel before he got to our room and followed him in before asking him how it had gone.
"It was fucking hard. The head at first did not want to accept what pa was telling him. And then when pa put his suggestion to the head of trapping my prefect he seemed to come around. After pa had explained how I had not wanted to say anything because I was not willing to grass on another person and he had only found out by overhearing us talking did the head start to believe us. Pa then told the head that he could question me about it, provided he could stay to support me and the head started to try and twist my words around to make me say something that would contradict what I had already said, but I did not fall into his trap because I was telling nothing but the truth. Anyway, the head has agreed to run the trap but has warned me that if it comes out that I have lied then I will be expelled, but if I have told the truth then he will be expelled." Lionel told me. He had stopped undressing while he told me this because his emotions were all in a knot and he needed to be still as he told me. So I stood there and watched as he fumbled with a button on his school shirt and then saw a tear slide down his cheek. I quickly stepped forward and pulled him into a hug and kissed him. Then I licked his tears off his cheeks and started to undo his buttons while he stood there still and staring with a vacant look at the point where the wall meets the ceiling. The day had been very stressful for him and I knew that now all he needed was to be shown love and kindness and that I had in abundance for him.

We took some time to get him changed even though we had only two items of clothing to put back on him once I had helped him to strip naked. Lionel then went to wash his face and get the evidence of tears away before we went back out onto the veranda to join ma. Moira and Hennie were already there and there was another beer waiting which Lionel was allowed to have.
"My son made me a very proud man today." Hennie told me and ma as he had already told Moira in private. That bloody headmaster did his best to trip Lionel up but never succeeded once. And why? Because my son told the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. And because of that I was able to control myself and not hit that supercilious man square on his nose."
We giggled at the thought of the headmaster having a flattened nose for not believing Hennie and Lionel.
"Ja and then when I told him my plan to keep Lionel safe he jumped at it because he could see this was a way he could come out on top. Of course there had been mention of getting a lawyer involved which made him nervous. I would like to see that pompous oke[i] do a day's work on a farm like these two boys do. He would be dead before morning tea."
Clearly Hennie did not think much of the headmaster who ran his son's school and would much rather have taken the matter straight to the courts but had chosen to follow a different route for his son's sake. At least now it seemed that Lionel would see relief and justice without looking like he had grassed on his prefect. And it was as these thoughts were spinning in my head while Lionel and I nursed our sun downer beers that I realised that Lionel had never mentioned the guy's name. Lionel had always used "he" and "him" or some derogative like "that cunt" to refer to him. I only hoped now that the headmaster would stick with the agreement and not try to pre-empt something else to try and save his and the school's face.

Ma then announced that she had ordered Phineas to prepare enough food for all of us and that we would all eat together. I am guessing she had already cleared this with Moira because there was no protest that she had already cooked. At the moment the Durrants had not employed any domestic servants and would only do so once their house was ready. In the meantime Moira cooked and cleaned the caravan and they paid Phineas to do their laundry with ours. Ma had said they did not need to pay Phineas but they insisted and I am sure this helped to keep Phineas happy.
Not long after dinner, ma suggested that Lionel and I go and take our showers as we were clearly tired from the early start and stressful day. Of course my day had not been stressful except that I was worried for Lionel, but Lionel's had been and he was definitely tired.

Once in the shower we were able to pull each other into a tight embrace and kiss as the water flowed over us soothing our muscles and helping our minds to relax. Slowly the tightness of our hug eased and then I dropped to my knees and sucked Lionel's still soft cock into my mouth. Seconds later it was soft no more and Lionel's hands were on the back of my head controlling my movements and placing my mouth on his cock at just the right places. It had been over twenty four hours since either of us had last had an orgasm and while some of the events had taken away the urgency of our need, this time now brought that need rushing back. Lionel was soon in animal instinct mode and was fucking my face more than I was sucking his cock. The urgency and forcefulness of his thrusts showed that his tension from the day had not yet dissipated and at that point in time I was not a boyfriend, or anything more than an end to a means; a tool to be used to achieve what was needed and I did not mind at all. I was happy to be of service to him. I am sure that ma must have been able to hear the grunts and groans over the noise of the shower but I did not care. Lionel needed this and he was going to get what he needed. Then with a particularly strong thrust he rammed his cock in my mouth and down my throat as my nose squashed against his pubis and I could feel his cock pulse as his first shot of cum missed my mouth completely being deposited directly into my throat. Only then did he pull back a bit and I got to taste the rest of his shots as he pumped them into my mouth with slightly more control than that first volley. It was only as Lionel started to relax that I realised his tension had been infectious and as he had rammed into my face, so too had my hands clenched on his buttocks each squeezing a cheek and my one finger had pressed against his hole increasing the orgasmic pleasure Lionel had experienced. I continued sucking until Lionel pulled his cock out of my mouth and then I kissed my way back up to his mouth still holding some of his cum in it so that he could get a taste as our tongues entwined.

Lionel was quick to return the favour and soon had my throbbing cock sliding around inside his mouth as I pumped and he rolled his tongue in a way that no other sucker I have experienced could; eliciting the most sensational feelings in my cock head that were a guarantee of a strong orgasm and an ache in the balls as they drained the last drops to feed the orgasmic spasms ejaculating my cum from me. Like I did with him, Lionel kept on sucking until I stopped him by pulling my cock out of his warm mouth because I could no longer take the intensity of the pleasure his mouth was giving my cock. After I had tasted my cum from his mouth we finished our showers and got dressed into just a pair of sleeping shorts each to go out and say goodnight to all three parents who were still sitting on the veranda finishing their after dinner coffees.

Lionel still continued to worry about returning to school and what would happen in those first few days but by the end of the first week of holidays his worries seemed to be easing and our love seemed to be growing stronger and closing those fears he had out. Ma gave us jobs to do most days, but sometimes she would tell us the night before that we had a day off to do our own things and be boys and so we would lie in bed and plan what we wanted to do the next day. For the most part that involved getting somewhere private where we could be naked and do what we liked to do best.
Those days were good for us as we had the chance to relax and also to improve our all over tan. On those days we nearly always started off by massaging cooking oil into each other's skins where we were the palest and then lounging about in the early morning sun that was not as harsh as the noon day sun. When the morning started to heat up we would apply some sun screen to the darker parts of our body to slow their tanning and leave the lighter parts to burn a bit more before we would apply sun screen to all of our body. Of course these oil and cream applications would normally lead to some very enjoyable play with the inevitable mutual satisfaction of both of our needs. The creams and oils usually meant that we did not engage that much in oral sex, preferring to stay with manual or anal means of massaging our dicks to the heights of our pleasure.

As we entered into the third and final week of our holiday break Lionel's fears began to increase again and it took a lot of work on my part to assure him that I believed it would work out ok. What was going to be harder for me was that I would have to wait till the next holidays to discover what happened and how it all panned out. However, harder still was parting from him to return to school. The changes in our circumstances and being out to our parents had helped our relationship to grow stronger and the idea of not seeing each other for the next ten weeks seemed like we were being parted for ever. What is more I could not really talk to anyone about it when I was back at school for fear of being properly outed there. Had I realised it, there was not a lot of doubt in most people's minds that both I and Mark were as gay as John, but because our actions were kept behind the closed doors of a prefect's room and what happened on away trips stayed on away trips, others were not inclined to risk making the accusation outright and so we sailed along with this aura of uncertainty about us. The other side of this was that we were actually very popular mainly because we had not done anything to anyone to provoke their dislike of us. When we had needed to intervene between Dawid and Oliver we had done it in a kind way that allowed both boys to gain some standing and for Dawid to learn the error of his ways and change. In doing this we had taken on a mantle of leadership that remained with us throughout our school days.

But having said all that I could not hide what was in my heart and one evening when I was sitting on John's bed alongside of Mark and John was wanking both of us he asked me what it was that was troubling me. Well something in the way that he asked burst the dam and before I realised what I was doing, I had told the whole story of Lionel's being bullied and how I was worried about what had happened and could not bear to think about what might have happened. There were tears streaming down my face and Mark put his arm around me shoulders while John sat back on his heels and looked at me with an open mouth. There was silence for some time and then John said, "You really love this guy, don't you?"
There was no point in denying it so I just nodded my head in agreement.
"Right, well I don't know of course, but if the head has kept to his agreement then I think that your boyfriend will come out alright. I wish there was a way that I could give you more assurance than that but I can't. What I can do is promise you that your secret is safe with me and I am sure it is safe with Mark too. We will not talk about this outside of this room. Ok?" John said and asked.
"PP, my lips are sealed, even though I am jealous and I think you know why I am jealous, but I am also happy for you and I hope your friend is ok. I really do!" Mark said. It was only a couple of days later that I realised what Mark had meant and what he had said without speaking the words.
John never did finish off our wanks that evening and it was not long after we had talked about Lionel that John had me wash my face to clear away the tears and sent us back to our dorm early. Clearly there was something going on in John's head that he wanted peace and quiet to mull it over.

The next evening when we presented ourselves for our skivvying we were to find out what it was that John was pondering the day before.
"Mark this might seem unfair but I am going to make PP and offer which I can't make to you." John started straight in, "PP, I am willing if you want to, to stop the sexual side of our time in this room. If you feel that your love for Lionel needs you to not do any of the things we have been doing together then I am willing to respect that. Not because I don't want to do anything with you, because I do, but because you have been such a good guy about all of this and we have had some really good times together and I respect you for all of that. But I also know that when two guys are building a relationship there needs to be some trust between them and one of those things that usually figures high is not dilly dallying with others."
"No!" I almost shouted, "we agreed that we could not go ten weeks without getting wanked or played with in some way and have agreed that we will be open and honest with each other and will tell each other what we have done with others while we are apart. Please don't make me have wet dreams instead of active fun."
"Well if you are sure, I want to try the double fuck again." John said with a huge grin on his face. I was surprised at how much John was willing to give up for me when he said that because the relief was written all over his face. No wonder he had needed some quiet time to think about the night before.

I must admit it did seem strange for him to make the offer while I stood naked and hard in front of him with Mark equally as naked and hard beside me. But then we moved to get on the bed and work our two bodies as close together as we could so that John could straddle us and lower his waiting hole onto both our cocks.