Date: Thu, 22 Sep 2016 13:57:13 +0000
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Benny's House Chapter 25

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Benny's House

Chapter 25 – Reconnected

by Matt


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From the diary of Benny Harrison

Friday 3rd July 2015

Okay, so it's been about two months since my last diary entry. Not exactly
the daily record of my life I wanted this to be! Anyway, a lot's happened
in that time. Josh joined the house, my dad died, I left the house, Alex
took over, Zack joined the house, Zack turned out to be a lunatic, Alex
proved a little unstable and I returned to the house with Wesley (yay,
Wesley's back!!)

Last weekend was when I kicked Alex out. I was a little worried that he
might go a bit crazy (crazier?) and try to come back, but thankfully he
didn't. He did what I asked and let me know where he's staying so I sent
his and Zack's stuff on to them. When he texted me the address, he
apologised again for what he'd done and said he was going to get help. That
actually made me quite happy. I don't hate Alex for what he did, I actually
feel sorry for him because he really is a victim of his own issues, but
he's not stable enough to have around my Boys.

Speaking of my Boys, it's actually been a pretty tense week. They were all
a bit freaked out when I told them about what had happened with Alex and
Zack, and losing two people from the house is always tough (even if they're
not that popular). Thankfully, we were able to have a bit of a distraction
on Wednesday as it was Zane's birthday. We threw him a big surprise party
and everyone really made a huge fuss of him, which he made out he hated but
I could tell he was loving it really. I'm still a little worried about him
though. The things I know about that he went through with Zack are pretty
nasty and I'm fairly sure there's other things he hasn't told me about. He
keeps saying he's doing okay, but I know my pup and I know when something's
wrong. I can't force it out of him though. If I try and do that he'll just
retreat further into himself, so for now all I can do is be there for
him. His birthday present from me was last night, I just let him have me to
himself for the entire night. It was nice just being me and him.

Anyway, Wesley's just jumped right back into things. It's like he's never
even been away. David and Taro are both so excited to have him here and
things seem a lot calmer with him and Charlie now. I mean, there's still
occasional squabbles, but they're brothers so it happens, but no yelling or
fist-fights, so that's definitely some progress. Malik is enjoying having
his partner-in-crime back too which I'm really glad about. Aside from the
brief unpleasantness with his Uncle, Malik's always been reliable and
fairly stress-free for me. I suppose Philip's like that too. I mean, yeah,
he kinda stole my boyfriend, but hey, I've got an entire house to choose
from so no harm done really.

I'm hoping to find some time over the weekend to spend with Josh. Since we
spoke when I came back, I've been thinking about him a lot. Not in a 'I
still love him oh God, I need him, I want him' kind of way. Those feelings
are definitely in the past, but like I said to him, I miss just hanging out
with him as mates. He's not the only one I need to reconnect with. I've had
a few messages from Sam over the last couple of weeks. I told him I was
going to help him learn to dom, but then everything kicked off with my Dad
and then Alex so I've not really had the chance. He turns sixteen in a
couple of weeks and when that happens I'll be able to bring him here
more. After what happened with Zack and that fifteen-year-old, we're all
understandably reluctant to have a legal minor in the house!

I've been thinking about something else though... I think we need some new
Boys in the house. With Zack and Alex gone, I'm down to three doms and just
eight subs. The Dorms each sleep four Boys, so there's room for sixteen in
total. Maybe I'm over-reaching though. Just look at the issues I've had
with this many, do I really want more? Logically, I know the answer should
be no, but the dom side of me just keeps thinking 'more slave boys!!!'. Oh
well, it's something to think about for now.

This evening I spent a bit of time with Quentin and then with Robert. I had
Quentin tied up with about fifty clothes pegs on him, then whipped them off
of him with a crop. It was fun hearing him yelp each time one came off and
he seemed to enjoy it too. The best bit thought was that between pegs, we
just kinda chatted. For a teacher, he's pretty cool really and so easy to
talk to. We talked about all the stuff happening in the house as well as
how things went in my exams. He still does his best to keep an eye on
things down in the dorms for me, which is especially handy with him sharing
a room with Josh and Zane. He says Josh really has settled in well, but
he's as concerned about Zane as I am. At least there's someone else looking
out for him when I'm not around.

My time with Robert was kinda fun too. We also talked while I tortured him
(I alternated between whipping, edging and tickling him). He's still pretty
pissed about all the Alex and Zack stuff. I think if Alex hadn't done
something to Zack, Robert might have done it instead. He really does have
an aggressive side, but then I suppose that's only natural considering all
the years he spent as a dom rather than a sub. I briefly suggested the
possibility of him doing some domming in the house, but he said he was
enjoying subbing for now. Maybe he'll go back to it one day, but for now
he's happy being my (slight frustrated and angry) Boy.

Anyway, I think that pretty much covers everything I've missed. I hope so,
because I've already used up about a week's worth of pages in my diary for
this entry!

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Saturday 4th July 2015

The sunlight streaming through the window woke Benny from one of the best
night's sleep he had had in quite some time. He stretched for a few
seconds, then reached down under the covers to play with his morning
erection. He wished he had brought one of the Boys to bed with him the
night before so he could enjoy an early-morning blowjob to really get the
day off to a great start.

Instead, he got up, showered, dressed and made his way down to the kitchen,
his stomach growling all the way as his cock remained at semi-hardness. As
he walked in, he found Philip busily putting various breakfast goods onto a
tray.

"Oh, I was just about to bring this up to you," the Boy said, looking both
happy to see his Master and a little dejected that he didn't get to bring
him his breakfast.

"it's okay, I was up so I figured I'd save you the effort," Benny said back
cheerfully. He took a seat at the breakfast bar and pulled the tray
close. He gestured to the stool opposite and said, "Join me if you like."

Philip grinned and jumped at the chance to have some alone time with the
boy in charge. He eagerly accepted as Benny offered a slice of toast from
his plate. They both sat eating quietly for a moment before Philip
swallowed and said, "It's really great having you back, you know."

"Thanks," Benny said with a shy grin. "It's great to be back." He had said
it as a mere pleasantry, but the more he thought about it, the more he
realised it was true. When he had left, he had been distraught and
confused, then when he returned it had been nothing but pure anger and
fury. With a little time to actually stop, think and settle back in, it
simply felt right to be back. "So, how are things with Charlie?"

Philip felt momentarily awkward. It still felt strange talking to Benny
about his relationship considering the way it had started, but Benny's
smile seemed genuine so he pushed through it and replied, "Yeah
it's... great. Even better now that Wesley's back!"

"Oh, you liking both the Thompson boys then?" Benny asked, giving a cheeky
wink.

Philip gasped in fake shock at the implication, looking appalled, then
grinned and giggled. "Nah, I don't mean like that. I just mean that
Charlie's so much happier with his brother back. I really think they both
wanna make up for lost time," Philip explained, then gave Benny a devilish
look as he bit his bottom lip. "Although now you mention it, a Thompson
three-way does sound pretty hot!"

Benny laughed and shook his head. "You little pervert!" he teased, then
thought about it and added, "Whadda you say we make it a four-way?"

Philip visibly shuddered. Had the breakfast bar not been hiding it from
Benny, he would have seen that the suggestion had another very visible
affect too!

Benny giggled again playfully at the reaction and raised en eyebrow. "Well,
I guess we'll just have to see what happens then!"

Philip gulped. The thought of a night with his boyfriend, his boyfriend's
brother and his Master had the twenty-five-year-old's cock at full mast.

Benny leaned down and looked under the breakfast bar, then sat back up
grinning. "Wow, you're REALLY into this idea, aren't you?"

"Erm... maybe," Philip said, attempting to sound casual but failing
completely.

Benny slid off his stool and moved around the bar as Philip watched
nervously. The Boy whimpered slightly as he felt Benny's body press against
his back. It was easy to get used to being naked in the house at all times,
eventually it just felt natural, but he suddenly felt very aware of it as
he felt Benny touching him. Hands slid round either side of his waist and
onto his stomach. One began sliding upwards, gently circling round and
round in the young man's chest hair while the other headed South, cupping
and gently caressing his balls.

"Fuuuuck," Philip gasped shakily.

"Close your eyes," Benny whispered in his ear.

As Philip closed his eyes, he felt lips on his left earlobe, gently
nibbling at it before hearing a whisper of, "That's Charlie nibbling on
your ear."

Next the hand on his chest moved to a nipple, gently grazing it with a
finger tip. Another whisper. "Wesley playing with your nipple."

"Oh God," Philip muttered.

The hand on his chest slowly slid upwards. "Wesley's exploring you now."
The hand continued up, stroking his neck, caressing his cheek until a
fingertip pressed against his lips. He eagerly parted them and let the
digit into his mouth. He sucked on it eagerly as he continued to whimper
with delight.

"Charlie's turn!" Benny whispered as he moved his other hand from Philip's
balls, to his cock, fingers wrapping tightly around the shaft.

"Stand up!" Benny growled, prompting the Boy to immediately comply as he
moaned, still sucking on Benny's finger, eyes tightly closed.

Benny retrieved his now-slick digit and lowered his hand to Philip's
rear. He gently poked it into the Boy's crack and whispered, "Wesley wants
your arse. You gonna let him have it?"

Without a moment's hesitation, Philip leant over onto the stool and spread
his cheeks.

Benny grinned at the reaction as he placed the wet finger against Philip's
hole and pushed it inside. The full length was soon inserted, a slight bend
of the digit and he found himself poking at the Boy's prostate.

"FUCK!" Philip yelled out, his hands shooting backwards to grab at Benny's
hips. "Fuck me. Please.... please... fuck me!" he begged.

Benny released Philip's cock and pulled off his t-shirt with his free hand,
then leant forward, feeling the warmth of Philip's bare skin against his
chest, a feeling clearly appreciated by the Boy who moaned even
louder. "Who do you want to fuck you? Charlie, Wesley or..."

"You Sir. I want you to fuck me. Please Sir, please do it!" Philip pleaded
desperately.

"Good Boy," Benny whispered, then stood back up. Pulling his finger out, he
undid his jeans and pushed them down along with his underwear, then spat in
his hand and used it to lube his own rigid tool. Lining it up with Philip's
hole, he pushed slowly into him, the two of them now moaning in unison at
the sensation.

Benny leant forward, reached under Philip's chest and pulled him up so that
their bodies were once again in full contact as he began slowly sliding in
and out.

"Oh God, Sir... that's... aaah yeah," Philip moaned excitedly. "Faster,
harder."

Benny was more than happy to comply. His morning wood was getting the
attention he had wanted earlier and hearing one of his Boys clearly
experiencing such pleasure from his cock only heightened his arousal.

Faster and faster the young Master fucked, slamming into Philip's rear with
such ferocity that the stool he leaned on was sliding across the floor,
squeaking loudly with each thrust. Philip was now grunting with every push
as Benny got closer and closer to erupting inside him.

With a final push, Benny threw himself onto Philip's back, nestled his face
into the Boy's neck and began to shoot inside him. Wave after wave of
pleasure ripped through him as he whimpered with pure joy. As the orgasm
subsided and he began to catch his breath, he pushed himself back and
pulled out, his cock still semi-hard.

Philip stood up and stepped aside too, grinning as he gestured to the stool
he had been leaning on that was now sticky from a load Benny hadn't even
noticed the Boy shoot.

"Do I get to go next?" A voice called playfully from the doorway.

They both looked across and saw Josh standing there grinning.

"On me or on Phil?" Benny asked playfully.

"Fuck," Josh said, stroking his erection, "Either, or both, who cares. That
was hot!"

Philip blushed a little at the sudden realisation he had an audience. He
felt a bit silly being embarrassed. He did this sort of thing with others
around all the time, but he had thought the moment with Benny was private,
so being seen suddenly felt a little weird.

"Maybe later," Benny said with a chuckle, taking a few deep breaths. "I
think I'll need some time to recover!"

"I.. erm... I should go!" Philip said, heading for the door. He paused,
then looked back at the stool. "But I should... erm..." He ran back,
grabbed some cleaning spray from a cupboard with some paper towels and
wiped off the stool, then ran out with both Benny and Josh trying not to
laugh.

"He's adorable!" Josh said as the young man disappeared into the cellar.

Benny sniggered and nodded his agreement. "Hey, erm... what are you doing
today?" he asked quietly.

Josh shrugged as he walked across the room and poured himself a cup of
coffee from the jug Philip had made. "Nothing special, why?"

"I just wondered if you wanted to hang out this afternoon?" Benny asked,
feeling more like he was asking a crush out on a date than talking to a
sub.

"That depends, you gonna fuck me like you did to Philip?" Josh asked with a
sly grin.

Benny smiled back, but it faded quickly.

"Or did you mean JUST hang out? Cos that's good too!" Josh said,
immediately sensing the boy's intent.

"Yeah, maybe," Benny said shyly. "We could, like, watch a movie or
something."

"How about Saw 2..." Josh suggested, waiting to see if he got a reaction.

Benny blushed, making Josh immediately burst into laughter. "You dick!"
Benny snapped, half mad, half amused. "I can't believe you even remember
that!"

Nearly three years earlier, Benny had suggested watching the movie despite
Josh's suggestion that at thirteen, it may be a bit much for the boy to
take. He had turned out to be right. They had been less than five minutes
into it before Benny got too disturbed to watch any more.

"Sorry," Josh chuckled as Benny's face continued to redden. "But it was so
sweet how you got so scared."

"Shut up!" Benny snapped, pouting as he folded his arms and sat on one of
the stool as the breakfast bar.

"Sorry," Josh apologised again, then moved behind Benny and gave him a
quick hug. He held the boy for a moment then whispered, "How about Saw 3?"
he burst into laughter as he jumped away, just in time to miss Benny's
swinging fist. He grabbed his coffee and ran out of the kitchen calling
back, "See you later... Sir!"

Benny was annoyed but couldn't help chuckling about Josh's teasing as he
got dressed.

**********

It was already warm in the park, making Sam glad that the spot Benny had
asked to meet him was quite shady. He yawned and stretched as he sat on the
bench. With the football season recently over, he was just beginning to get
used to having Saturday mornings to sleep in, so being asked to meet
relatively early was somewhat of a chore.

Despite the early start, he didn't really mind. It had been a couple of
months since he last saw Benny and he knew most of the issues the other
teen had endured in that time, mostly from Josh.

"Hey," Benny said, tapping him on the shoulder.

"Yaargh!" Sam yelped, jumping off the bench and stumbling to the ground as
he tripped over his own feet. "Why would you do that?" he demanded angrily.

"Cos I thought it'd be funny," Benny said with a completely straight face
before breaking into a grin. "And I was totally right!" He sniggered as he
moved round the bench and helped his friend up from the floor.

As soon as Sam was standing again, he lunged forward and pulled Benny into
a hug.

Benny coughed, barely able to breathe the hug was so tight. "Sam..." he
gasped.

"Oh, sorry," Sam said, releasing his grip slightly, but continuing the hug.

Benny's arms hung loosely down by his side as he tried to figure out what
was happening.

"So sorry to hear about your Dad," Sam whispered.

Benny's breath caught in his throat. He had been so caught up in his return
to the house and then the excitement of seeing his friend again that his
recent loss had slipped slightly from his mind. He felt a sudden twinge of
guilt at the realisation, raising his arms up to hug Sam back.

A few moments later they parted, both looking at each other a little
awkwardly. "Thanks," Benny said, not quite sure what else to say.

"I'm glad you messaged me. I was worried," Sam said, sitting back on the
bench and gesturing for his friend to do the same. "But why meet here? I
was kinda hoping you'd let me come to the house again."

"Yeah, erm... there's kind of a reason for that. We recently had a slight
issue with someone who was... not quite of legal age!" Benny explained, not
wanting to go into the full details.

"Oh right," Sam said thoughtfully, then grinned and added, "But I turn
sixteen in eleven days!"

Benny chuckled at Sam's obvious delight. "Yeah, I know. And after that, if
you're interested, I'd like to have you start coming to the house. Maybe
just once a week, but let's make it a regular thing. I mean... that's if
you're even still interested in domming."

"Fuck yeah!" Sam said instantly. "But could we make it... one of the nights
Josh is there?" He blushed slightly at the request.

"Aww, look at you getting all shy!" Benny taunted. Sam was normally so
confident and self-assured. It was rare to see him like that, so Benny
jumped at the chance to tease him a little.

"Shut up," Sam said, gently punching Benny's leg. "It's just cos he was,
like, my first sub, that's all."

Benny shrugged. "Fair enough. I'm sure that can be arranged. So... had any
other 'fun' recently?"

Sam pouted and shook his head. "Nah, kinda hard to meet guys who just want
to be dominated. They all seem to want to do things to me too."

"And you're still not into that?" Benny asked, still finding it a little
hard to understand.

Sam shook his head again. "Nah, I'm not gay."

"You just like dominating guys, turning them on, making them do... all
sorts of things?" Benny asked, slightly incredulous.

Sam rolled his eyes. "Ugh. You sound just like them. They all seem to think
that I'm, like, in denial or something. I'm not! I know there's nothing
wrong with being gay, I'm not opposed to it or repulsed by it. Fuck, most
of the time I wish I actually was gay. It'd sure as hell makes thinks a
fuck-load easier, but I'm not!"

"Hey," Benny said, reaching out and stroking a hand down his friend's back,
"I didn't mean to upset you. It's okay."

Sam sighed, relaxing his hunched shoulders then flopped sideways so his
head rested on Benny's shoulder. "Sorry, it just... it's just really
annoying sometimes. And confusing too!"

"Yeah, I'll bet," Benny said sympathetically. "Well if all you wanna do is
give the orders, then that's all you'll do. It's fine with me and it'll be
fine with my Boys."

"Thanks," Sam said, planting a quick peck on his friend's cheek before
resting his head back on his shoulder. They sat like that for a few moments
before Sam asked, "So why the sudden interest. I kinda thought you'd
changed your mind about showing me the ropes."

Benny sighed, thinking about Alex. "It's just... something happened that
made me realise how dangerous power without control can be," he explained,
again hoping to avoid any further questioning on the subject.

Sam nodded gently, sensing Benny's tone. "Fair enough. Well it's my gain I
suppose."

**********

Philip had just finished some of the chores he had been given by Roger and
had gone looking for his boyfriend. He wasn't in their Dorm, so he headed
up to the lounge where he found Charlie sitting on one of the sofas.

"Hey," he said happily as he walked in.

"Hey sexy," Charlie said with a wink. "Come and join us."

"Us?" Philip asked with a confused frown. As he walked closer, he saw
Wesley was sat in the large armchair opposite Charlie's sofa, the back of
it hiding him from view. "Oh, erm... hi Wesley," he stuttered, feeling his
cheeks reddening.

"Hey Phil," Wesley said happily.

'Oh God, why did they both have to be here?' Philip thought to himself,
cursing Benny. Before that morning, he hadn't even considered being with
Charlie and his brother in that way, but since his encounter with Benny it
was all he could think about.

The household rule of nudity at all times for the Boys was one that
everyone got used to pretty quickly. Being seen naked quickly lost all its
embarrassment and it had the perk of giving a mostly unobstructed view of
the various hot guys at all times. There was one significant drawback
though, a stray erection was essentially impossible to hide!

Philip wondered how he managed to not pass out. Between the blood pumping
to his cheeks as he blushed brighter and brighter red and the surge to his
cock as it stiffened almost instantly, he wondered how any was managing to
find its way around the rest of his body.

"Wow, you've got him well trained!" Wesley sniggered to Charlie, seeing how
his Brother's boyfriend got hard as soon as he was in his presence,
oblivious to the role he had played in it.

"It's not usually that fast!" Charlie said, giving his lover a slightly
quizzical look.

"Shut up," Philip said quietly, wishing the ground would open up and
swallow him as he dropped onto the sofa beside Charlie.

"Aww, is someone a bit horny today?" Charlie teased, sliding an arm around
the aroused young man.

"No," Philip mumbled completely unconvincingly. He pulled his legs up to
hide his arousal, but then blushed more as he found himself facing his
boyfriend's brother directly across the coffee table.

"Ah, leave him alone," Wesley said softly.

As they sat there, the two brothers returned to their conversation. As
Charlie spoke, he allowed his hand to slide round his lover's body until
his fingers came to rest on a nipple. He gave it a gentle squeeze.

"Aaah," Philip moaned unintentionally, immediately cursing both his own
reaction and Charlie's touching.

Wesley laughed and shook his head. "Wow, you really are horny today, aren't
you?"

"I think it's contagious!" Charlie said with a wicked giggle as he
uncrossed his legs and revealed his own cock, now rigid.

"Oh God," Philip said under his breath. Seeing Charlie exposing himself to
his brother like that simply turned him on even more.

"Should I leave you two to it?" Wesley asked, shifting forward in his seat.

'Please say yes, please say yes, please say yes,' Philip thought to himself
desperately.

"I wanna say yes, but... you know the rule!" Charlie said.

Philip closed his eyes and cursed the second house rule. No Boy was allowed
to cum without the explicit order or direct instruction from a General or
from Benny himself. If Wesley left them alone now, he would not be able to
cum.

"Fair enough, guess I can hang around," Wesley said, sitting back into his
seat again.

Charlie let out a low, rumbling chuckle as he let his hand slide across
Philip's chest. "Well come on then." When he got a confused look back from
his brother, he added, "Either order us or join us, you're the dom here
aren't you?"

"No," Philip murmured as his cock twitched with excitement.

"I guess I am," Wesley said with a smirk. "Okay, kiss him!"

Charlie pulled at Philip, making him slide down onto his back so his head
was in his boyfriend's lap, facing up. "Gladly!" He leant down and planted
his lips on Philip's, a hand sliding through his hair.

As they parted, they both looked at Wesley who was now blatantly pawing at
his own erection.

"Joining in then?" Philip asked, biting his lip. He just had to accept this
was happening now. Somewhere in the back of his mind he couldn't help
wondering if Benny had played a part in this. It didn't really matter
now. He was now so aroused that he just didn't care.

The two brothers exchanged a few glances before shrugging and laughing.

"Why the fuck not!" Wesley said, standing and pulling off his shirt.

As the General moved around the coffee table and neared the two lovers,
Philip reached up, looped his arms under Wesley's shoulders and pulled him
down on top of him. Their lips pressed together firmly, the submissive man
devouring his boyfriend's sibling.

Charlie stared down in shock as the two embraced on his lap. It was
somewhat of a surprise, but not an entirely unpleasant one.

Philip finally ended the kiss, pushing Wesley up a short distance, then
looked at Charlie. "Well I've done you," he looked to Wesley, "And you. Now
it's your turn!" he glanced back and forth between the two, his intent
obvious.

Again the brothers exchanged nervous glances with each other, occasionally
looking down at the ridiculously-horny man between them.

"Ah, what the hell!" Charlie said with a snigger, then reached a hand
behind Wesley's head and pulled him into a kiss.

"Holy shit!" Philip muttered as the two kissed mere inches from his
face. He reached for Wesley's waist and undid his belt, then jeans.

"Hey, calm down!" Wesley said, ending the kiss and pulling away
slightly. He reached down and grabbed Philip's hands. "Remember who's in
charge here!"

"Yes Sir!" Philip said breathily, his chest heaving in anticipation.

"Suck him!" Wesley ordered, pointing to Charlie's erection.

The horny Boy moved aside slightly and turned his head to the side, taking
the rigid meat between his lips. Watching the exchange, Wesley stood back
up and finished undressing. Fully naked, he climbed onto the sofa,
straddling Philip, their cocks pressing together, prompting a muffled moan
from the Boy's cock-filled mouth.

Philip began thrusting his hips upward, sliding his erection against
Wesley's in a desperate attempt to get closer to cumming. At the same time,
he sped up his sucking of his lover's tool. He released it for just a
moment and called out, "Kiss again. Please!" then returned to his blowjob.

"Fuck, what's got into him?" Charlie asked, shaking his head as he grinned.

"In about two minutes... me!" Wesley said playfully, getting an ecstatic
whimper from Philip.

"Well you heard him. I know you're in charge, but he DID say please!"
Charlie said with a casual shrug.

"This is so weird," Wesley said, shaking his head as he leant in to kiss
Charlie again.

As Philip glanced up and saw them doing what he'd asked, he released his
boyfriend's cock again and shot upwards, joining in the kiss. It was just a
mix of lips and tongues, hands everywhere. The three of them continued
kissing until Wesley eventually pulled away.

Climbing off, the General looked down and ordered firmly, "Stand up!"

"Yes Sir!" Philip said eagerly, jumping off the sofa.

"Not you," Wesley said, gesturing for Charlie to remain seated. He looked
to Philip again and instructed, "Climb on!"

Philip was almost hyperventilating with excitement as he straddled his
lover. One of Wesley's favourite things about the house was that every room
was pretty much readily equipped for this sort of thing. The small drawer
in the coffee table contained several small tubes of lube as well as a few
other toys. For now, the lube was all he needed. He crouched behind Philip,
applied some lube to his hole, then stroked some onto his brother's
dick. Using one hand to guide the rigid meat, he used the other to pull at
Philip so that he lowered himself onto it.

"Oh God yes!" Philip grunted as Charlie filled his hole. He gasped as he
felt Wesley's hands reaching round him, the General's body pressing against
his back, sandwiching him between the two Thompson twins.

"Think you can take us both?" Wesley whispered, getting a gasp from Philip
and a shocked grin from Charlie. "Let's find out!"

Wesley reached down and lubed up his own cock, then pushed the head of it
into the shaft of Charlie's. As it slid up and began probing at Philip's
hole, the boy began to whimper, burying his face in Charlie's neck.

"I don't think he can do it," Charlie said with concern.

"I can," Philip whispered. He looked round at Wesley and said, "Keep
pushing!"

"Good Boy!" Wesley said, kissing the back of his neck as he increased the
pressure. Slowly, bit by bit he felt the hole stretching, the head of his
cock sliding inside.

"Fuck!" all three of them called in unison as the second cock slid inside
the horny Boy.

Philip was in heaven. Two cocks inside him, one brother's head resting on
one shoulder, the other doing the same on the opposite side, their arms and
legs a tangled mess.

With the weight of the other two on top of him, Charlie could barely move
so it was up to Wesley to do the fucking. He slid in and out slowly,
ripples of pleasure spreading outwards from his cock with each gentle push.

"Fuck, this won't take long," Wesley gasped.

"Same here!" Charlie agreed breathily. "Keep going!"

It took just a few more seconds before Wesley grunted the announcement of
his orgasm. Like a chain reaction, the twitching cock triggered Charlie's
too. The two solid members erupting inside him pushed Philip over the edge
too, giving his second hands-free ejaculation of the day, his sticky load
spreading between his own stomach and Charlie's.

"Oh fuck it!" a voice called from the doorway.

In unison, all three of them peered round to see Josh looking thoroughly
annoyed.

"How the fuck do I keep missing this shit?" he cursed, turning and storming
out in annoyance.

The three naked men looked at each other for a moment, then burst into
laughter, collapsing into a heap on the sofa.

Josh wandered out into the atrium, cursing himself for missing out for a
second time that day. Just as he decided to head down to his dorm, the
front door opened and Benny walked in.

"Hey," Benny said happily. "Wow, you have really good timing!"

"Ugh!" Josh grunted in frustration.

"What's up?" Benny asked with a frown, closing the door behind him.

Josh chuckled and shook his head. "Nothing, just being silly. You okay?"

Benny nodded happily. "Yeah, I am. Oh yeah, Sam says hi by the way!"

"Oh cool," Josh grinned. He still saw Sam every now and then, usually with
Warren, but he still missed that brief period when Sam had been his
Master. "I wondered where you'd gone. He okay?"

Benny nodded as he headed towards his private lounge, Josh following close
behind. "Yeah, he's good. Getting pretty excited about his birthday."

"Oh yeah, not long to go. Warren wants us to have a big party for him,"
Josh said, sounding less than enthused.

"But you don't?" Benny asked, frowning at Josh as he jumped onto a sofa in
his lounge and sitting cross-legged.

"I dunno. It'd probably be fine, but things tend to... go wrong at parties
I go to!" Josh explained, looking thoughtful as he sat beside the Master.

Benny sniggered. "Oh please, if I avoided doing every thing that had ever
gone wrong, I wouldn't do anything. Sometimes things go wrong, sometimes
they don't, just roll with it and make the best of whatever happens!"

Josh tilted his head to the side, eyes narrowing slightly. "You really are
pretty smart... you know, for a kid!"

Benny knew he was being provoked and refused to rise to it. Instead he just
shrugged dismissively and replied, "Maybe I am. Or maybe I just seem smart
compared to some old guys!"

"Oh," Josh said, raising his eyebrows and nodding slowly. "Old, am I? Well
I'm still young enough to take on a little git like you!" He lunged forward
at Benny and tackled him onto the sofa, flattening him onto the sofa
cushions.

"Ah, someone help me. A creepy old guy is attacking me!" Benny called out
playfully, fighting to get free.

"No, someone help me. Some little hoodlum is trying to take advantage of
me!" Josh called out in response.

They stared at each other for a moment, then started laughing. Benny
shifted aside slightly, allowing Josh to roll off and lay beside him.

"I'm really glad you came here," Benny said quietly, blushing a little.

"Hey, you've got Dale to thank for it really," Josh said with a smile as
his hand casually stroked up and down Benny's.

"I should hate him, you know," Benny said with a slight pout.

Josh backed away slightly, frowning his confusion.

"If you hadn't met him, things... might have happened with us," Benny
explained.

"Yeah, maybe," Josh said with a dismissive shrug. "But if that had
happened, you wouldn't be here, you wouldn't have this house, you wouldn't
have your Boys."

Benny smiled as he nodded thoughtfully. "I hadn't thought of it that way."

"See, us old guys can be smart sometimes too," Josh replied, getting a
chuckle back in return. "Besides, not being with me meant you were free to
do things with other people. I mean, I know you and Charlie didn't last
long, but I heard you guys had fun for a while."

Benny shrugged a little. "Yeah, I s'pose so. But he wasn't my first love!"

Josh kissed Benny's forehead and smiled. "No, I guess not."

"Was I yours?" Benny asked quietly, almost hopefully.

"No," Josh replied quickly, but as he saw the look of sadness on Benny's
face he added, "Well actually, I suppose you were the first male I loved,
so that counts, right?"

Benny smiled again and nodded. "I'll take it!" he said happily, then looked
thoughtful for a moment. "Wait, so who was before me?"

Josh chuckled. "Hey I did have a life before you, you know!"

"You mean before I turned you gay?" Benny teased, knowing it would get a
rise out of Josh.

"You didn't TURN me gay. Besides, I'm not. I may have only been with guys
for the last couple of years, but I still like girls too. In fact, my first
love was a girl!"

Benny just peered at him questioningly.

"I mean, I used to be out with a different girl every other week, but there
was one... Vicky," Josh explained, sighing gently and looking as confused
as he did sad.

Benny propped his head up on an elbow, looking down at Josh. "Didn't end
well?"

Josh shrugged. "I... don't really know. We'd been seeing each other for
about two months. I was fifteen at the time and you know what it's like at
that age..." he paused, looked at Benny and chuckled, "Sorry, sometimes
forget you pretty much ARE that age!"

"I'm sixteen, not fifteen!" Benny said moodily. "But carry on."

"Well, we were totally in love. I mean, like, spending every minute
together we could, texting continuously when we couldn't, lost our
virginity to each other. It was... amazing. But then one day, she just
disappeared."

"What, like kidnapped or something?" Benny asked with a puzzled frown.

Josh laughed. "No, nothing quite so sinister. Her entire family just packed
up and moved overnight, no word to anyone."

"Wow, that sucks," Benny said sympathetically.

Josh raised his eyebrows and nodded thoughtfully. "It did. And I didn't
take it well. I was angry and hurt and... well, lots more angry. I suppose
I stayed angry for a long time after that. It was around then that I
started falling out with Nick and Corey a lot more."

"Until I came in and just made everything better!" Benny said with a grin.

"Well... yeah," Josh said with a slight smirk. "I know how stupid it
sounds, but you... I dunno, you made me become a better person. You helped
show me how to, and I can't believe I'm actually saying this cheesy
bullshit, but you showed me how to love."

Benny beamed with pride, but it quickly faded.

Josh could virtually see into the boy's mind, knowing what he was thinking
about. "Hey, don't even go there. Things may not have ended up well then,
but it's all worked out in the long run, right?"

Benny forced a smile, but the sadness remained in his eyes. He simply
nodded and lay back down beside Josh.

Josh sighed and kissed the boy on the forehead once more. "So, wanna watch
that movie now?"

Benny nestled closer, resting his head against Josh's chest. "In a minute,"
he said in a barely audible whisper.

"Okay," Josh whispered back, holding the boy tightly. "Take as long as you
need."

**********

Wesley was exhausted. It had been a tough week getting back into the swing
of things in the house. The day had been fun so far though. His encounter
with his brother and Philip earlier in the afternoon had been an unusual
one, but he had most assuredly enjoyed it.

It had actually been quite nice to do what he did with Charlie. Coming back
to the house, especially so unexpectedly, had given him very little time to
mentally prepare himself for everything with his estranged sibling. His
time away had allowed him to process his feelings about the past and move
on from them, but so far he had given little thought to the future. Being
intimate with his twin when they were kids was easily passed off as
experimentation mixed with juvenile hormones, but the prospect of
interacting in that way as adults was far different.

Once it all started though, it suddenly became very simple. Aside from a
few momentary concerns, he didn't feel like a guy getting off with his
brother and his brother's boyfriend, he was simply a dom. The three-way
fuck had been one of the house's Generals having fun with two of the
household subs.

With that out of the way, he had sought out David. The excitable sub had
been all over Wesley when he returned, visibly delighted to see his
favourite dom back in the house, but so far they had not been able to get
together to give David the spanking he had been craving desperately for so
long. Today they had finally found time and David had been overjoyed.

Wesley had enjoyed his time with the thirty-four-year-old sub too. It was
nice to get back to the things he was so good at, especially with someone
else who appreciated it just as much. After they had finished, they had
hung out for a while and just chatted, catching up on all the things Wesley
had missed and what he had been up to since leaving the house. One thing
that David mentioned had prompted Wesley to want to go and see somebody
else.

He now stood in the doorway of Dorm Two, waiting for the figure laying on
the bottom, rear bunk bed to notice him. After waiting a couple of minutes
entirely unnoticed, he cleared his throat.

Taro shot up in his bed and looked towards the door, looking a mixture of
delighted and anxious as he laid eyes on the General. "Hey," he said
shakily.

Wesley tilted his head slightly to the side as he looked at the nervous
sub. While he had spoken to Taro occasionally since his return and seen him
around the house, this was the first time he had really stopped and looked
at the young man.

Back before Wesley had left, the two had gone on a date, a prize chosen by
Taro. Wesley had enjoyed the night they had spent together, particularly
because he had gotten to know the Boy much better than he might have done
otherwise. One thing that had particularly stuck in his mind was how Taro
had said he felt overlooked so much when compared to others in the
house. While his body was slender and well-toned, he felt scrawny and
unnoticeable when compared to Charlie's muscles or Robert's
tattoos. Despite his natural beauty and flawless skin, he said he felt ugly
around David who was undeniably cute or Quentin who could best be described
as ruggedly handsome. Even when it came to subbing, he felt
sub-standard. He was an all-rounder, enjoying just about every kink and
fetish that could be thrown at him which made him versatile, but again less
memorable. Compared to David's spanking obsession, Zane's pup tendencies or
Malik's outstanding edging skills, he felt almost boring.

As Wesley stood there looking at him now, he could think of only three
words to say. "You are perfect!" he said without even thinking. The look of
surprise on his face matched Taro's perfectly.

"I'm... what?" Taro asked in shock, convinced he had misheard.

Wesley chuckled and shook his head, blushing slightly but determined not to
get flustered by his own surprising reaction to the Boy. "You're perfect,"
he repeated, walking across to the sub's bunk.

Taro stood to face him. "Oh... erm... thanks!" Taro stuttered,
blushing. "But... why?"

"I just saw you and... it was the first thing that came into my head,"
Wesley explained honestly.

Silence hung between them for a moment.

"So, a little bird tells me... you might have missed me a bit!" Wesley said
with a cheeky grin.

If he hadn't already been blushing before, he would have done so now. Taro
frowned slightly. "I'm guessing a little bird called David!"

Wesley sniggered and nodded. "Yup!"

Taro shook his head, turning away slightly.

Wesley reached out and turned him back. "Hey, if it makes you feel a little
better... I missed you too."

"Really?" Taro asked, his eyebrows raising questioningly.

Wesley nodded. He was telling the truth. While he had been away, he had
thought about that date a lot. At the time he had been reluctant to pursue
anything with the Boy, cautious about the intricacies of in-house
dating. Now though, seeing how good things were with his brother and Philip
as well as Roger and Zane's relationship, it suddenly became a more
feasible option.

"Yeah," Wesley said with a warm smile. "In fact I was wondering... if maybe
you'd like to have a second date and... see where things go?"

Taro looked shocked, like it was the very last thing he could have expected
to hear. As he stood in stunned silence, his blushing became even more
profuse as his penis answered for him!

Wesley did his best not to laugh, but couldn't help sniggering as Taro
looked down in dismay at his swelling cock. Biting his bottom lip
seductively, he reached out and grabbed the stiffening tool, then leaned in
close and whispered in Taro's ear, "I'm gonna take that as a yes!"

**********

"No... don't!" the voice called out, waking Benny with a start.

"What's..." Benny started, turning over towards the voice and realising it
was Zane. He had asked the Boy to join him in bed that night, the two of
them not having shared a bed since Benny's return to the house.

Zane was curled up in the foetal position and crying as he called out,
still asleep.

Benny immediately reached out and ran his fingers through the Boy's hair,
then down his cheek before moving closer and putting an arm around
him. "Shh, it's okay Zane. It's me, it's Benny, you're okay now."

The Boy's eyes opened and he immediately looked up at Benny.

"You were having a bad dream. It's okay now though, I'm here," Benny
whispered softly, stroking Zane's cheek.

"But you weren't here then!" Zane said accusingly, still asleep. "You left
me here... with them!"

Seeing Zane so upset was already pretty tough, but the Boy's comments
pushed the young Master over the edge and tears filled his eyes too. He did
his best to suppress them, just letting them run down his cheek
silently. "I know," he said shakily. "And I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry!"

Zane sniffed. "I know," he said with a slight nod, beginning to wake up
more and realise what he was saying. "You had your own problems."

"Yeah, but I'm still sorry for what you went through," Benny replied,
pulling the Boy a little closer. "Why... why didn't you just take the
collar off?" Benny had been hesitant to probe too deeply into what had
happened to his pup in his absence, worried it might simply make him feel
worse, but it was becoming clearer every day that he was struggling with
his ordeal.

"I dunno," Zane said with a shrug, avoiding eye contact.

Benny sighed. "Come on Zane, talk to me!" Benny insisted. "If it was just
about being loyal to me, you know you could have taken it off but still
been mine. You must know I'd never had held it against you!"

"I did," Zane replied immediately, then paused to think, "I mean, that was
a big part of it, but..." He stopped, moving closer to his Master and
burying his face in the teen's bare, smooth chest.

"It's okay, go on," Benny encouraged him quietly.

"I just... didn't want to quit again!" Zane explained.

"What d'you mean?" Benny asked, a little lost.

"Well the first time I ever met someone, you know, for pup stuff... well, I
went to this guy's house and he took me down to his cellar. Once we were
down there, he had me strip naked, then put a collar on me."

Benny felt Zane's grip tighten a little as he spoke, so he squeezed back in
return.

"Then he chained the collar to this pipe and he just... he flipped out. He
just started screaming at me, telling me I was just his toy now, his puppy,
that I had to do whatever he said. When I didn't reply, he just spanked me
hard. I mean, like, trying to hurt me hard, not just as a punishment. He
got right in my face, yelling at me that I was worthless, that I was
nothing and... I just lost it. I started crying and screaming and begging
him to let me go. He did. It... it turns out he was just playing a part, he
wasn't really going to hurt me, but I was so freaked out that I got dressed
and literally ran out of his house. Ever since then, whenever I think about
it I just feel like I was too weak, like I just quit as soon as things got
hard and... I didn't want to do that again, especially not here. I didn't
want you to think I'd quit, that your pup was weak and pathetic and
useless." Zane explained, talking faster and faster as he got more
agitated.

"The more they hurt me, the more I wanted to quit. I was even gonna run
away, but every time I tried to do it, I just felt completely ashamed of my
own weakness and... and I knew you'd be back eventually and I kept seeing
images of your face when you realised how much I'd let you down."

"Zane, I.... you could never..." Benny stuttered, too upset to even finish
a sentence.

"You know, one night all they did was tickle me," Zane said coldly.

Benny had learned early on that it was one of the few things Zane truly
hated. A lot of things that he disliked could be used as punishments, and
while he wouldn't enjoy them, he could appreciate their use in his
discipline. Tickling, however, served only to irritate and annoy him.

"And I mean all night!" Zane added. "Zack did it a bit at first, just while
he figured out what fucked up thing to do next, but as soon as he realised
how much I hated it, he just carried on."

Benny wanted to say so much, to comfort his pup, but the images of the
suffering he had gone through at the hands of the twisted teen kept beating
back any attempt to speak.

"I thought I hated it before, but now... he tickled me until I completely
lost control and wet myself but they didn't stop. They just... kept on
going. Hours of laughing... it probably sounds kinda fun, but... you know
how your sides hurt after you've laughed really hard for a few
minutes. Imagine that after a few hours. I literally felt like my sides
were splitting open. I was laughing and crying and screaming. I was in so
much pain and all I wanted was to quit, to tell them I'd take the collar
off, but every time I tried I imagined you walking back in and seeing me
without it and just... hating me for giving up on you!"

Benny was now openly sobbing. He felt ridiculous. He had woken up to
comfort the distressed Boy and now here he was completely distraught, while
Zane's tears had stopped minutes earlier, replaced with a look of total
detachment. He took a few deep breaths, attempting to compose himself,
wiping his cheeks. "I..." the words caught in his throat again. He coughed
and tried once more. "I let such terrible things happen to you and that's
something I'm gonna have to learn to live with, but please, please promise
you will never ever think I could hate you. No matter what. I love you
Zane."

"I know you do," Zane said back quietly.

"No!" Benny said sharply. "You don't. Not like this. I've been in love
before and I love my family and I love my friends, but this, what I feel
for you, it's... love isn't even the right word. It's so much more than any
of that. I can't explain it, it just... is!"

Zane sat up, looking down at his Master and smiled. "That's... that's how I
feel about you too!"

"Come here!" Benny said, reaching out and pulling him back down into a
tight hug. He glanced at the clock. "Okay, it's still stupidly early, we
should get some more sleep!"

"I keep having the dreams," Zane replied weakly as he lay back down in
Benny's arms.

"Not this time!" Benny insisted. "I'm gonna hold you like this for the rest
of the night and any time you start to have bad dreams again, you just
squeeze me tightly and you'll know I'm here, okay?"

"Okay," Zane said happily, getting comfortable. "G'night!"

"Night," Benny replied with a yawn.

They were laying there for a just a few moments before Zane shuffled up,
kissed Benny on the cheek then shuffled back down again.