Date: Fri, 14 Oct 2016 23:04:18 +0000 From: Matt Smith Subject: Benny's House - Chapter 26 Thank you all for your ongoing support and emails, I really do love to hear from my readers (even if I am occasionally slow to reply), so feel free to send me a message at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk Also, please consider helping to support Nifty at http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Benny's House Chapter 26 – Boys and Bets by Matt --------------------------------------------------------------------------- From the diary of Benny Harrison Saturday 1st August 2015 Okay, I kinda did it again. I wrote one diary entry and then forgot about it again for a month (well, 28 days, but who's counting!?) I don't know whether it's a good thing or a bad thing, but there's not really much to say. Things have been... nice! No drama, no arguments, no surprise siblings or shocking appearances, it's just been peaceful and fun too! Zane's starting to do much better. He spends most nights with either me or Roger, but the few nights he actually stays in his dorm (usually when Josh is here!) Quentin tells me he seems to sleep okay. He's still a little jumpy at times and he tends to avoid being alone, but I don't mind at all as I always love having him around. Since Sam turned sixteen, I've started having him round on Monday nights. He's doing really well already, he's definitely a natural born Dom. Some of the Boys have been a bit weary of him so far, but they seem to be warming to him gradually. Who knows, maybe Sam will want to join the house some day as a full-time Dom. I do have a slot open now, but that's way off in the distant future! I suppose the only big development is a new romance in the house. Wesley and Taro went on a date in early July. By the end of the month, they were past dating and were officially 'in a relationship'. Wesley's been handling it really well, keeping me and Roger informed about it, ensuring it doesn't interfere with his duties, keeping his personal relationship with Taro separate from their dom/sub roles in the house. Considering that at one point I actually banned in-house relationships, there are now three (that I know of lol) and it causes no issues whatsoever. If anything, it gives us all something to talk about. I can't tell you the amount of times I've heard the Boys, or even my Generals, talking about how they would pair up the rest of the house! Not that were are many people in the house anyway, but that kinda changed today! --------------------------------------------------------------------------- It was obvious something was different at that evening's Saturday night gathering. Firstly, it was Roger who had been sent off to torture the four remaining non-resident Boys in chastity rather than Malik. Next, when everyone else was ordered into the lounge rather than down into the Play Rooms they knew something was up. Several conversations were going on around the room as Benny entered, prompting sudden silence, mostly out of curiosity rather than obedience. "Okay, I wanted to talk to you all about something, erm... an idea I've been having. I've already spoken to Roger about it and got his views, but I thought it was important to run past all of you too," Benny explained. His tone was positive and he smiled as he spoke, immediately putting the house at ease. With such a prolonged period without anything disastrous happening, everyone was a little on edge waiting for the next problem to pop up, so it was quite a relief that this appeared to be something good. "Now, as you know, because some of you started that way, the general rule is that Boys can only join the house when gainfully employed so as to pay their keep," Benny explained. "However, it seems the four who are with Roger at the moment have been having a little trouble finding work. As fun as it is keeping them locked up and suffering for this long, I'd like to see if there's something we can do to help." "Like what?" Wesley asked, looking agreeable but doubtful. "I was thinking of letting them move in here!" Benny said bluntly. "What, without paying?" Robert asked in surprise. "Yeah," Benny nodded. "Well they get paid benefits which they would contribute, but that's obviously not a full wage. But the whole idea of having them here is that we could support and help them in finding something." There were some murmurings between the residents which Benny allowed for now. "So they'd join us and just be, like, your Boys... like us?" David asked quietly. Benny thought for a moment, then shook his head. "Err, no, not quite. I mean, they'd live here as subs but they'd be on a lower level than the rest of you. I'd likely keep them in chastity if not full time, then at least for a large majority of the time, just to show their difference in position and they would be answerable not only to me and the Generals, but to the rest of you too." "So you'd be giving your subs their own subs?" Robert asked with a slight grin. The question got a slight laugh, even from Benny who shook his head once again. "Not your own subs. Think of them more as... apprentices! You guys would be their mentors." Again the room burst into lively chatter as Boys and Generals discussed the ideas between them. Benny quietened them down again after a few minutes and explained, "Now from what I was thinking, it would require a bit of a move around again. Dorm Three has been sitting empty for a while, so I thought it would be best to make use of that. You would all be moved around so that there are two of you in each Dorm and then one of the apprentices would be assigned to each pair of you. You would then act as mentors for your own designated apprentice." Benny elaborated, looking round the Boys before turning his gaze on Malik and Wesley. "As for you two, each of you, as well as Roger and myself, would also be designated a Dorm. That way, there's a clear chain of command for each of the new Boys. So... any thoughts?" The discussion went on for a while, a few few concerns being raised but quickly addressed. Overall though, the residents of the house were very much in support of the idea. The thought of helping the four Boys almost as appealing as the thought of some fresh meat in the house! Once the discussions were done, Malik and Wesley were given free reign to do what they liked with the Boys while Benny went off to see his potential new subs. He had always kept his distance from the non-residents, intending to maintain the image of a distant and aloof leader. As such, he didn't even know the names of the chaste Boys. Benny stood with Roger outside the Ground Floor playroom where Roger had been speaking to the four Boys. "So they all went for it?" Roger asked quietly. "Yeah, pretty much!" Benny said happily. The idea had come to him a few weeks ago. He had already been thinking about getting some new recruits when he thought of the non-resident subs. Since then, the possibility of having them join full time had played on his mind constantly. "So how d'you wanna do this?" Roger asked, grinning at Benny's obvious delight. Benny looked round at the door to his private lounge, alongside the Play Room, then back to Roger and said, "Send them in one at a time. I wanna get to know them all a bit before I formally offer them a place. Plus I kinda want to get a feel of what they're like so I can plan who they should share a room with." "No problem. You head in, I'll send the first one along in just a minute," Roger said, then headed back in to the room with the four waiting Boys. ********** Benny prepared himself for the first arrival, positioning himself facing the door so that they would find themselves under immediate scrutiny as soon as they walked in. A minute later, there was a knock at the door. "Come in," Benny called out firmly. The door opened but for a moment nobody walked in. Benny assumed that whoever it was simply need a moment to prepare, which he found both amusing and endearing. Eventually, the first of the new Boys walked in. "Hi, I'm..." he started, but paused immediately as Benny raised a hand to silence him. "Shut the door, stand there!" Benny ordered, pointing to a spot a few feet in front of him. The man complied, coming to stop exactly where Benny had said, looking more than a little awkward. Benny stared at him, looking him up and down with narrowed eyes. He didn't intend to show it, but he was relatively happy with what he saw. "Name and age?" "H... Harry. Harry Hardy," the man stuttered. "Thirty-eight." Benny wondered whether it was Benny's position that had the man so intimidated, or the fact that he was a thirty-eight-year-old man standing naked in front of a sixteen-year-old Boy, waiting on his command. Either way, the man was a pleasant sight to behold. He would be the oldest Boy in the house, if he joined, a few years older than David, Robert and Quentin. Benny had never really been into 'older guys' per se, but certain men definitely caught his eye. This Harry Hardy was one of them. Standing at about six feet tall, the man didn't look his age facially, easily passing for a man closer to thirty. His light stubble and neatly styled light brown hair, swept into a side parting, paired with dark brown eyes and full lips gave him a somewhat professional appearance. Had Benny not already know he was unemployed, he would have thought him to be some kind of doctor or lawyer. The man very clearly worked out too, with no sign of middle-age spread or anything even closely resembling it. He wasn't muscled to the extent that Charlie was, but his torso definitely had a fair amount of definition, accentuated by neatly trimmed chest hair and a thin trail of hair down his navel into a tidy bush. The hair was a similar shade to that on his head, but it looked lighter across his body as it contrasted with his slight tan. With his cock in the near-permanent chastity device, it was hard to get an idea of his endowment, but he appeared to be comfortably above average. "Turn!" Benny ordered. The man turned one-hundred-and-eight degrees, facing the door and allowing the young Master to get a better view of his rear. Benny grinned and nodded his approval, forcing the smile away as he barked another order to turn back. "So, Harry, tell me a little bit about yourself," Benny requested. "Oh, erm... well... erm..." the man stuttered, nerves clearly getting the better of him. "S... sorry," he added, seeing the disapproving glare on Benny's face. He looked down for a moment, took a deep breath and looked back at the teenager again. "Well like I said, my name's Harry and I'm thirty-eight. I moved to the area about ten years ago with my partner at the time. We lived here together for about five years but then unfortunately he passed away." "I'm sorry to hear that," Benny said, suddenly feeling a pang of guilt over deliberately intimidating the man. "It's okay, it was a long time ago now and I've dealt with it," Harry said confidently. "Unfortunately I wasn't always so good with it and I kinda let me life get out of control for a while. That was how I ended up unemployed. I've been looking for work for about ten months now." "Okay," Benny said with a nod. Feeling it was remaining a little too formal, he gestured towards the armchairs opposite his sofa and said, "Take a seat." "Thanks," Harry said with a quick smile, then sat gently down into an armchair, remaining upright rather than relaxing back into it. "So tell me Harry, how did you end up here?" Benny asked. "Oh," Harry said, suddenly blushing. "Well I was out one night... cruising... and I bumped into a young man who was... interested in having some fun. We... did some things and then he revealed he was only fifteen and told me I pretty much had to do what he said or he'd report me to the police!" Now it was Benny's turn to blush. Back when he was just putting things together for the house, he had used underage boys, sometimes even going out himself, to trap and blackmail unwitting men into compliance. It was something he soon came to regret, thankfully only because of his own guilt rather than any more serious repercussions, but it was behaviour he soon put an end to. "You... do know we don't do that any more, right? I made it clear that anyone here against their will was permitted to leave, didn't I?" Benny asked. Harry nodded. "Yeah, you did and I thought that was a really brave thing to do!" Harry commented, getting a slight smile from the young Master. "But, by that point, this place was about the only good thing I had going, or rather, the possible idea of joining this place, so I stuck around." "So how about now?" Benny asked, concerned about the man's emotional well-being as he had clearly been through a lot. Harry smiled warmly, clearly appreciative of the concern. "Well things aren't perfect, but they're better than they've been in a long time. Coming here would just make things even better!" "Glad to hear it," Benny said with a stern nod. "So do you have much experience at this sort of thing?" "Ha, yeah, you could say that!" Harry said with a grin. "I started subbing when I was about your age, had quite a bit of fun in my youth and then I met Carl, my long-term partner. He was not only my partner, he was my Dom too. We spent nearly ten years together with me serving him, sometimes on my own, sometimes with other subs. I've tried most things you could think of and I have very few limits." "Awesome," Benny said with a delighted grin. "Be nice to have some more experience in the house! Anything in particular get you going then?" "Well..." Harry said, looking away shyly. "Being dominated by younger guys is kind of a big thing for me." "You're definitely in the right place for that!" Benny said with a chuckle. Harry nodded agreeably then thought for a moment and said, "I'm really into humiliation and degradation too. Been playing around with sounding lately too." Benny nodded his understanding. "Well the humiliation stuff is easy. Roger's a pro," Benny started. "Yeah I noticed!" Harry said with a slight snigger. "As for sounding, I don't think we've ever done any of that here, at least none that I know of, but I've heard it can be fun. Maybe we'll give you some experience with it!" Benny explained. This was already going better than he could have hoped. Not only did Harry seem like a good fit for the house, but he was already bringing in new possibilities. "That's awesome!" Harry said excitedly, leaning further forward in his seat. "And how do you feel about your position in the house? I believe Roger has explained how it would work, yes?" Benny asked. Harry shrugged. "Until we can pay our way, we do all the housework to earn our keep and until we're full members, we're bottom of the ladder. All sounds fair to me. Kind of exciting actually!" "Not too exciting, I hope," Benny said, then pointed to the chastity device, "Or that might get a little uncomfortable!" Harry laughed, not the reaction Benny had expected. "I'm kinda used to it now. I've had it on for about eight months now!" "And when was the last time you were allowed to cum?" Benny asked, finding himself strangely aroused at the thought of the man's prolonged confinement. "Erm..." Harry hummed, thinking. "I'd say it was around November last year. I mean, I've had a few wet dreams, but without being able to get hard even they're pretty rare. So yeah, other than that I've not cum in over eight months!" Benny nodded, trying not to sound too keen. "And how do you cope with that?" "Well I just kinda focus on other guys instead. If I can't cum myself, then I get my pleasure from making other guys cum!" Harry explained. Benny's eyes narrowed. "Really? So if I said that the chastity was permanent, that you'd never come again and you could only ever make other guys cum... how would you feel?" Harry gasped and moaned slightly. "Fuck!" he exclaimed, eyes widening. "Whoa, just... hearing that made me feel... wow!" Benny grinned. The man clearly wasn't faking, his brow had covered with a fine sheen of sweat, while his chastity device was noticeably tighter and his chest heaved with deep breaths. 'Mental note, never let him cum!' Benny thought to himself, feeling his own cock swell. "Okay, I think I've heard enough," Benny said bluntly. "Go back to Roger and tell him to send the next one in a few minutes." "Yes Sir!" Harry said politely, immediately heading for the door. ********** "Come on, you can do it!" Malik yelled at his team. Time on the challenge was counting down rapidly and the General was determined not to lose. That evening's activities had started out as a playful joke between Malik and Wesley, but quickly escalated to a full-on bet. The game that they had devised consisted of each picking a team of four Boys who would then compete for the most orgasms in one hour. It didn't matter how they achieved it, all that mattered was the numbers. There would be a punishment for the members of the losing team and a small reward for the winners, but the really high stakes were for the two Generals. The forfeit for the losing General had started small, relatively speaking, with a little public humiliation in the form of a streak through the town centre. Then the escalations had begun. As well as the streaking, there would be a week of chastity and edging first, to increase the likelihood of an unwanted erection on the streak. Then came the handcuffs, which would secure the loser's hands behind their backs ensuring maximum exposure and humiliation. Then the range of the streak was extended. Instead of simply running through the town centre for a matter of seconds, the loser would be dropped off there and forced to make it all the way home naked. Neither of the Generals wanting to be outdone by the other, as well as being convinced they would win, it just kept getting worse and worse. First it was going to be a cock ring to further heighten the chances of an embarrassing erection, then it moved on to a dose of viagra to guarantee it. On and on it went until they finally reached the point where they simply couldn't think of any way to make it worse! Now though, with the stakes so humiliatingly high, both Generals were yelling at their selected Boys. For Wesley it was Philip, Josh, Robert and Taro while Malik had Charlie, Quentin, David and Zane. "Come on guys, you know you can do this!" Wesley encouraged his team hopefully. There were less than ten minutes left to go and the score was tied at eleven. Philip and Robert had cum twice and were painfully working towards a third, Taro was one ahead, working on his fourth while Josh had already managed an incredible four orgasms, but his limp cock showed little sign of managing a fifth. They all wanted to succeed, not only to get their own rewards, but to save Wesley from his forfeit. As well as riding the wave of goodwill from his return, Wesley was also taking a much kinder approach to guiding his team, as opposed to Malik who seemed to be doing nothing but hurling abuse and threats as his four Boys. "I can't do me any more!" Taro moaned. "Someone do me!" "Okay," Josh agreed, "But you gotta do me. I honestly don't think I ever wanna touch my cock again!" The two stood closer, taking hold of each other's cocks and yanking vigorously. They both almost doubled over from the senitivity, ending up leaning on each other for support. Their grunts of pleasured pain seemed to spur Robert on, who grunted with excitement as he released his third load of the hour. "Fuck, I'm done!" Robert moaned, letting go of his rapidly softening cock as a pitifully small load dribbled out. "Hey, you got us the lead, I'm fine with that!" Wesley said happily before turning to Malik to announce, "Twelve to eleven!" "Fuck!" Malik called out. "One of you had better cum RIGHT now or I'm gonna make you suffer!" "Ah yes!" David called out, the timing entirely coincidental as he managed to do what Malik wanted at exactly the right moment. "Twelve to twelve now, bitch!" Malik taunted. The two Generals watched the clock as it entered the final minutes. As the timer went off, signalling the end of the hour, the score was still tied. The Boys began to stop, realising the game was over, but quickly started again as Wesley called out, "Okay, tie-breaker, next person to cum wins it for their team!" The announcement was mixed with a collective groan as the stroking and sucking resumed, each team still desperate to win. "Quick!" Quentin called out. "Tell us again what the loser's gonna have to do!" "I'd rather not think about it," Malik said shakily, worried by how close to cumming some of Wesley's team looked. "Just tell us!" Quentin snapped furiously as one hand pumped away on his own cock, the other on Zane's, who had lost the ability to even touch himself right after his first orgasm. Since then, Quentin had taken charge of the Boy's cock. "Fuck, whatever!" Malik snapped. "The loser will be edged and chaste for a week, then get dropped off in the town centre, dosed up with viagra, stark naked, hands cuffed behind his back, vibrating butt plug inside him, nipple clamps on and 'please touch me' written on his chest. From there he will have to walk home, no running allowed!" "FUCK!" Quentin yelped excitedly. Hearing about the imminent humiliation of someone he knew was enough to push the man over the edge. "Yes!" Malik yelled as Quentin's cock shot the victory spurt. "We win!" "You've gotta be kidding me!" Wesley moaned, realising what it meant for him. Malik rushed up behind his friend and hugged him from behind. "I'm so glad we made this bet, aren't you?" he taunted, getting an elbow in the ribs in return. ********** The door opened following Benny's command and the second Boy walked in. This one had presumably been warned by Harry, or was just well-trained as he remained silent, standing to attention as soon as he shut the door. Benny nodded his approval and pointed at the spot for the young man to stand. "Name and age?" Benny asked once he was stood in place. "Shane Reid, twenty," the man replied confidently. Benny could barely conceal his glee as he beheld the man. Despite his attempts not to pay attention to the chaste non-residents previously, this one had often caught his eye, if only for the size of him. The twenty-year-old looked like he might be a bodybuilder. He wasn't particularly tall, standing at an average five foot seven, but the muscles he had were impressive. Bulging pecs, clearly defined abs all part of a fairly hefty frame. His biceps were easily bigger than Benny's legs, while his legs were more like the size of the slight teen's waist. Benny could just make out the slight hint of stubble across his torso, showing that he was naturally hairy but presumably chose to remove it himself. Facially, the young man was quite attractive too, at least the parts he could see. The man's jawline was covered with a thick, black, neatly-trimmed beard while his hair was cut short and similarly dark. The man's heavy eyebrows accentuated his stunning green eyes. Again, the man's cock was hard to judge in the chastity device, but he would have guessed it was smaller than Harry's, but average-sized at least. It, like the rest of his body below the neck, had been shaved. A quick look at the rear revealed a butt that had obviously been worked on substantially too as it was ample but impeccably toned. The rear was shockingly white though, contrasting the rest of his body which had a pleasant tan. Benny smiled at the tan lines though, which seemed to suggest he wore quite small swimwear. "Okay Shane, have a seat," Benny invited the man. The muscled twenty-year-old took the same seat Harry had, but relaxed back into it, glancing around at the room, exuding confidence until his eyes fell on the collection of paddles, crops and whips on the wall to one side. "So, Shane," Benny said, repeating the name again to try and reinforce it in his mind, "Tell me a bit about yourself." The man shrugged. "Not much to tell. Worked as a builder, got injured and ended up not being able to really do it any more and not found anything else since." Benny nodded, slightly disappointed that this one was not as forthcoming as the first with the personal information. "Okay, and are you gay then?" "Bi!" Shane insisted instantly, looking a little flustered. He sighed and looked down at the ground for a moment. "I'm not... out." "That's okay, it's not like we go around shouting about what goes on here. We can promise discretion," Benny reassured him. "Thanks. But technically.... aside from the edging stuff you guys do to me each Saturday... I've not actually... done anything with another guy before!" Shane stammered, his previous confidence melting away quickly. "But... you're sure you want to do it?" Benny asked. "You're sure this is where you want to be?" Shane looked thoughtful for a moment, then nodded. "Yeah, I am," he said quietly. "Sex before was really average. Half the time I could barely get it up cos it was just... dull. The thought of what I'd get to do here though, it really... erm..." he hesitated. "Gets you going?" Benny asked with a smirk. Shane laughed shyly and nodded. "Yeah, I guess it does." "Okay," Benny said, considering the possibilities. He was the total opposite of Harry. While the older man brought a lot of experience and knowledge, which Benny knew would be helpful, Shane was like a lump of clay, waiting to be moulded into the sort of sub Benny would like him to be. It would be fun seeing him grow and develop at the house. "Well it's been nice meeting you. Hopefully we can chat a bit more soon. You can send in the next one." "Thanks," Shane replied with a curt nod, suddenly looking more like the confident man who had walked in. ********** Wesley had not expected an audience. He knew he was going to be edged and teased before getting put in the chastity device, but he figured it would just be him and Malik. Instead, the other General had allowed all the other Boys to stay and observe. "Ah you fucker!" Wesley gasped as Malik took him right to the brink of orgasm yet again, this time with just his thumb and index finger massaging the top and bottom of his cock head. The complaint got a round of laughs and taunts from the spectators who had all been on the receiving end of Malik's expert hands and were now happy to see another of the Generals subjected to it. "Oh come on, we've barely been going at this for ten minutes. You've got a whole week of this to go before the big day!" Malik teased, sliding a finger along Wesley's shaft and making him wince again. "You're enjoying this FAR too much!" Wesley groaned. "I really am. And wow, just thinking about how it's going to end..." Malik said, sliding a hand down Wesley's chest. He moved behind him, rested his chin on his friend's shoulder and whispered in his ear as he stroked his cock. "So many people are gonna see this cock!" "Ah fuck!" Wesley moaned, his cock twitching from a mix of the stroking and the thought of his imminent public exposure. ********** "Ravel Grainger, but call me Rav. I'm twenty-three," the third new Boy said with a slight smirk. Benny could tell right off that this Boy was trouble. Not trouble like Alex and Zack, just the kind of trouble that would make an entertaining challenge, like Zane. His cockiness was apparent from the moment he swaggered in. His strong London accent seemed to make him sound even more cocky as he stood there, arms folded, staring at Benny. "Okay Ravel," Benny said back wilfully. He knew that ignoring the name the Boy requested to be called by was petty, but he didn't want to give the impression that he could be dictated to so easily. "Stand there. Let's see what you've got to offer!" The young man walked casually to the spot Benny had indicated, keeping his arms folded for a few moments until he realised Benny was looking at them disapprovingly, so he dropped them to his sides. In the dimly lit room, Rav's dark skin hid the contours of his muscles quite effectively. It was only when he got closer that Benny saw the excellent definition the young man had. It looked like natural toning as opposed to Shane's obviously gym-built musculature. It wouldn't have surprised Benny if the muscles were entirely natural. That might go part of the way to explaining his cockiness. Someone with a body that good from virtually no effort could easily get caught up in themselves. Whether natural or from effort, Benny liked what he saw. Slender muscle, naturally smooth and devilishly cute. The smirk on Rav's face portrayed a hint of arrogance, but the smile was simply so charming it was hard to be put off by it. His teeth were perfect too, seeming almost unnaturally white against his dark skin. His head was completely shaved and he had a small diamond stud in one ear. Benny wished he had got Roger to remove the chastity devices as it was once again hard to judge cock size with the device still attached. He decided not to let this one sit, keeping him standing in the middle of the room as he began questioning him. "So Ravel, what's your deal?" "I prefer Rav!" he said bluntly, folding his arms again. Benny could tell the Boy was trying to get a rise out of him but resisted doing so. Calmly he just replied, "And I prefer Ravel." He stared the Boy straight in the eye for several seconds. Rav finally gave in and looked away with a sigh. "Fine, my 'deal' is that life sucks. My life sucked before so I moved here and then it sucked even more. No job, living on a friend's sofa, cock stuck in this fucking thing and fuck all else going on worth getting out of bed for!" "Well you do know if that 'fucking thing' is really such a problem, you're allowed to have it removed and leave at any time!" Benny replied harshly, sitting back in his seat and staring once again. Rav pouted slightly, avoiding the teen's gaze. "But despite the complaints, I think you actually like it, don't you?" Benny asked. Nothing but a put in response again. "Okay... Rav," Benny said, feeling the need to extend an olive branch, "I can help with a lot of that stuff. We can give you a place to live, we can do our best to help find you a job and eventually we can take that thing off. But you gotta save the attitude, okay?" Rav sighed, shaking his head, but eventually looked at Benny, looking slightly sheepish. "Okay," he said quietly. Benny smiled. "Good. It'll get better!" he reassured the young man, getting a quick flash of the cute smile from him. ********** The Boys were making their way out of the Play Room, heading for the showers before going up to the lounge for the usual Saturday night party. Wesley hung back though. The disheartened General was looking down at the chastity device now secured on his cock. He sighed, but suddenly looked up as he felt hands grasping his face. A second later, there were lips pressed against his own, it was Taro. When the kiss finally ended, Wesley smiled at his boyfriend and asked, "What was that for?" "Do I really need a reason?" Taro asked with a sweet smile. Wesley chuckled and shrugged. "I guess not," he said contentedly, giving his lover another quick peck on the lips. Taro stood back slightly and reached down, touching the chastity device. "Well, this ruins my plans for the evening!" he said with a cheeky grin. "Ah no, don't say that!" Wesley moaned, still on edge from his treatment at Malik's hands. "Oh yeah," Taro sniggered, "I was gonna do some VERY naughty things with you!" "Nooo!" Wesley whimpered, leaning forwards and resting his head on his boyfriend's shoulder. "You're a fucking tease!" "Yeah," Taro agreed, "But that's why you love me!" Wesley suddenly pulled away, looking a little shocked. "Oh, I... erm..." Taro stuttered, "I didn't mean..." Wesley raised a finger to Taro's lips to silence him, then smiled and said, "I do... you know. I do love you!" Taro chuckled with pure delight, his breath a little shaky. "I love you too!" The two kissed again, holding each other tightly. ********** Benny was sat waiting for the fourth new Boy to arrive. It had been much longer than the wait for the others and he was getting curious about the cause of the hold-up. He was about to get up and go to find out when there was a quiet, almost inaudible knock at the door. "Come in!" he called out, sounding just a little angry from the prolonged wait. The door didn't open so again Benny waited. A few seconds later he called out, "I said come in!" Still nothing. With an angry grunt, Benny jumped off the sofa, stormed across the door and pulled the door open quickly. "Aargh!" a voice called out in response to the sudden opening. A young man was standing on the other side of it. He backed away, raising his arms defensively as he saw Benny. "I said you could come in!" Benny snapped angrily. The Boy, who looked barely older than Benny himself, took a step back, whimpering slightly, visibly shaking. Benny's eyes narrowed, looking the Boy up and down. He was clearly terrified. Benny felt a little guilty for his sharp tone now. He took a deep breath and calmly said, "It's okay, you can come in." When the Boy didn't move, he reached out a hand towards him. The Boy looked at the outstretched limb, gulped and slowly raised his own hand to take it. "Come on," Benny coaxed him, taking the trembling hand and pulling gently towards the room. Slowly the Boy followed. Once they got inside, Benny closed the door and headed back to his seat, gesturing for the Boy to follow. He had him stand in the same spot as the others. "So what's your name and how old are you?" Benny asked. "Err... erm... I'm..." the Boy stuttered, barely able to speak he was shaking so much. "Okay, calm down," Benny said, standing back up to face him. "Just take a few deep breaths and try again." The Boy nodded, following Benny's instructions. "My name's Kian Doherty and... and I'm seventeen." Benny smiled at the progress and couldn't help noticing the unmistakeable twang of an Irish accent. Sitting back down, he looked at the Boy, trying not to appear to predatory as he took in every detail. Kian was extremely pale, possibly natural, but most likely enhanced by his nerves. The lightness of his skin helped make the smattering of freckles across his nose and cheeks even more noticeable. The Boy's hair was dark blonde, perhaps with just the slightest hint of ginger, the front of it hanging down and slightly obstructing his deep blue eyes. He lips seemed unusually red, but they may too have simply seemed that way compared to his pale complexion. His button nose pointed very slightly up at the tip. His body could best be described as average. No particular muscle definition, but very little fat either, almost like a blank canvas waiting to be shaped into the manly body he would have in his twenties. His limbs were skinny. Had he been any more than average height, he might have looked gangly, instead he just looked small. His caged cock was topped with a small patch of strawberry blond hair while the rest of him seemed naturally smooth. Benny glanced at the seat Harry and Shane had both taken, but decided against it, instead shuffling to one end of his sofa and gesturing for the Boy to sit on the other. As the Boy sat, he seemed to shrink away from the young Master. "You..." Benny said, almost smiling, "You look terrified!" Kian just nodded, avoiding eye contact. "What are you so scared of?" Benny asked, beginning to frown. Kian looked up and stared at Benny for a moment but remained silent. "Me?" Benny asked in surprise. "You're scared of me?" "Yeah," Kian finally spoke. "And Roger!" Benny chuckled. "Well... Roger I get, but me? I'm not that scary am I?" Kian shrugged. "You, it's just... I've heard things... and you... you're... younger than me and... this place..." he stuttered nervously, shrinking back more in his seat. "Oh Kian," Benny said, shaking his head and giggling. He sighed. "Yeah, I'm the guy in charge. But... I'm not some kind of monster. Sure, misbehave or do something wrong and I'll be on you in a second, but in general I like to think I'm not that bad!" Kian appeared to relax, but only a little. "Oh... okay," he said nervously. "I mean it. Seriously. I'm not that bad!" Benny insisted. "You can relax!" "Ugh," Kian moaned, burying his face in his hands. "I always do this!" he said, his voice muffled until he dropped his hands away again. "I get myself all worked up over nothing." Benny nodded, then reached out and stroked the Boy's arm. He felt himself shudder a little as he touched him. Ignoring it he said, "It's okay, everyone gets nervous sometimes. Why don't you just tell me a bit about yourself then." Kian reached up and placed his hand on Benny's as it stroked his arm, then smiled, nodding slightly. "Okay, well, I'm Kian... but you already know that..." he paused, taking another deep breath. "Sorry," he apologised for getting flustered again. Benny just smiled and nodded for him to go on. "So my family moved here a few years ago when my Dad got offered a great job. I went to school here, but..." he paused, this time looking more upset than nervous. A gentle squeeze of his arm helped him continue. "School wasn't a fun experience for me. I got outed and then bullied so I left right after CGSEs, I couldn't stand the thought of being there any more. Since then I've just... I dunno, been a bit lost." His eyes were getting a little watery now. Benny released his arm and shuffled closer, pulling him into a hug. The Boy seemed a little shocked, but hugged the young Master back anyway. "It's okay," Benny whispered. "I'm gonna help you!" ********** Wesley and Taro were last to arrive, aside from Roger and Benny who were still busy on the other side of the atrium, so the party was now in full swing. Wesley was still the target of a lot of teasing and joking, despite his threats to discipline the next Boy to mention his forfeit. The losing team weren't even that bothered about whatever punishment they would be getting for losing the game. No matter what it was, it couldn't be as bad as what Wesley would have to do. "So I wonder who's going where?" Quentin asked as he stood talking with Charlie, Philip and David. "I don't care, so long as me and Charlie stay in the same Dorm as each other," Philips said, gripping tightly onto the arm of his lover. "Hmm, I dunno," Quentin teased. "Maybe they'll think you've got it too good, spending too much time together. They might split you up just to keep you apart!" "They wouldn't, would they?" Philip asked, looking distressed. He looked at Charlie and asked again, "Would they?" "I dunno. You did kinda steal the Master's boyfriend. There's gotta be punishment for that eventually!" David said, keeping a completely straight face. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," Philip muttered, now completely panicking. "He's gonna separate us, isn't he. He'll... he'll put me in isolation... or worse. Fuck, maybe he'll just kick me out... oh My God!" Charlie shook his head as he looked at Quentin and David, smirking a little. "You guys are dicks!" He grabbed hold of Philip's shoulder and looked him in the eye. "They're just winding you up. Now calm down you tit!" Philip glared at his two tormentors who burst into laughter, then leaned into Charlie, letting his lover hold him. Suddenly, the music stopped and someone in the doorway cleared their throat. As one, the entire room looked round and saw Benny standing there. "Hey everyone, I have some people I'd like you to meet!" There was excited chattering around the room as Benny looked out of the doorway and gestured for someone to come in. The four Boys who walked in were obviously familiar to everyone, having seen them every week at the Saturday gatherings, but none of them had ever really even interacted. Even the Boys who had started off in the same position as the new four had never gotten to know them as there was little chance for interaction at the gatherings for the chaste Boys. "Everyone, this is Harry, Shane, Rav and Kian," Benny introduced them as they walked in in the order he had interviewed them. "They'll be officially joining us throughout the next couple of weeks as the necessary arrangements can be made, but I wanted to let you meet them all now." There was a round of applause from the residents for the four new Boys whose reactions mixed from smug joy (Rav) to outright fear (Kian). Once the applause died down, Benny went on. "The new room assignments will be as follows. Dorm One will be Philip and Charlie with Shane. Guys?" Benny said, indicating for the two residents to identify themselves. Philip was so busy sighing with relief at staying with his lover that he almost forgot to raise his hand. As he and Charlie identified themselves, Benny directed Shane to go over and join them. "Dorm Two, will be Taro and Robert with Rav," Benny called out next, again directing the new arrival to his two room-mates. "Dorm Three will be Zane, David and Harry. Dorm Four will be Quentin, Josh and Kian." The new Boys all joined their room-mates, splitting the room into four trios. Benny let them all talk for a few moments as he gestured for Malik and Wesley to come over and join himself and Roger. The four doms talked for a few minutes as Benny filled them in on his plans, checking for any objections. Once it was all agreed, Roger bellowed for silence. "Okay, like I said earlier, each Dorm will now have a Dom assigned to it. Obviously you can still come to any of us about anything and we can all still issue orders as we see fit, but your designated Dom should be your first point of contact!" Benny explained. Roger glanced at the teen in charge, impressed by how professional he sounded. Hearing him like this often made it easy to forget he was still just a teenager himself. "Dorm One, you've got Malik. Wesley has Dorm two. Dorm Three, Roger. I'll be taking Dorm Four," Benny explained. Nobody was even slightly surprised by the assignments. Putting Roger and Wesley in charge of their boyfriends' Dorms seemed quite likely, while everyone had suspected Benny would want to be in charge of Josh, which left Malik with Dorm One. "Okay," Benny said happily. "That's all the formal bullshit out of the way... let's have some fun!" The music restarted and the room was instantly abuzz with chatter about all of the new arrangements. It was exactly the boost Benny had hoped it would be. Every day the memory of Alex, Benny's father's death, Charlie and Wesley's feud, Roger's ejection from the house, it all faded just a little more. This felt like the first step towards leaving it behind completely, the new start Benny had been craving. "You did good, kid!" Josh said, nudging Benny gently as they stood together. "Thanks," Benny said with a content smile, leaning on his oldest friend happily. "But call me kid again and you will REALLY regret it!" The two burst into laughter as the party went on around them.