Date: Wed, 6 May 2015 13:33:49 +0100
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Dangers of Desire - Chapter 8

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Author's Note: Sorry for the slight delay in posting this part of the
story. It is the chapter I have struggled with the most out of everything
I've ever written, you'll probably see why as you read through it. As
always I would love to hear from you about your opinions and thoughts,
emails welcome at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk.


The Dangers of Desire

Chapter 8

by Matt


Josh felt sick. It felt like his entire world had just been blown apart.
Mere minutes before he had been so overjoyed, his hidden desire had been
sated for now, with the promise of plenty more to come. Things were
actually good with Benny again, something he never thought possible and the
boy actually seemed to have changed, but then... this!

Alex sat cowering in his 'cell' – that was the only thing Josh could
think to call it. The boy had been locked in the tiny room, kept in the
dark, concealed in a hood. He had only met Alex once, that day on the
beach, but the encounter had shaken him to his core. The boy's behaviour
and attitude verging on wicked. His treatment of Josh had been one of the
triggers for him ending his affair with Benny. Alex had literally scared
Josh with his intensity. It was almost impossible to believe that the
naked, cowering young man before him was the same person. More shocking
than the boy's transformation though was the slow realisation of who had to
be responsible for it – Benny!

Trash. That was what Benny had said he kept in that room. The yells when he
arrived earlier, it was clear now they were yells of pain, obviously at
Alex's expense. Following that day on the beach, Josh had occasionally
woken up scared, the boy's piercing green eyes haunting him in his
sleep. Seeing him now brought all of that back and his first instinct was
to run. He knew he probably should, but Benny had done this and he had to
answer for it.

"No, give that back!" Alex called out, reaching for the hood. "I'm not
allowed to take it off."

Josh let the boy take the hood and slide it back on. Hooded once more, he
seemed to shrink into the corner.

"Alex. What... what are you doing here?" Josh stuttered.

"Whatever I'm told!" Alex replied, cold and emotionless.

Josh wanted to ask more, but he could see the boy was just getting more and
more agitated. "I won't leave you here!" He closed the door and bolted it
again then marched up the stairs.

Benny was already in the private lounge when Josh stormed in, the door
slamming open. He looked at the angry young man and started, "Josh, what
are you..."

"I found Alex!" he snapped furiously. He marched over to Benny, taking
every ounce of self control he had not to punch him in the face. "You
haven't changed at all, have you? You're still a fucking monster!"

Benny stared in Josh, terrified of the man's rage. He stuttered but
couldn't respond.

"What have you done to him? And why is he even here? Didn't you think I
might want to know that HE was here, after what he did?" Josh snarled.

The noise had attracted attention, Roger came running in and saw Josh
confronting Benny. He grabbed Josh's arm and pulled him away. "Hey, back
off." the large man ordered loudly.

"Get off of me!" Josh snapped, pulling his arm free and turning back to
Benny. "You're keeping him prisoner down there!"

"It's not what it looks like." Benny said, backing away slowly.

"Oh really? Because what it looks like is that you're holding someone
against their will and you've.... you've... broken him!" Josh argued. "What
is this, some kind of.... revenge for what he did to me? For making things
end with us?"

"No, it's not like that at all..." Benny insisted. "You really think I'd do
that?"

"I don't know what you're capable of! You're keeping him like an animal. He
was... he was..." Josh shook his head as he thought of the state Alex had
been in.

"Roger, go and get him." Benny said to the large man who lingered behind
Josh. He gave Benny a questioning look, gesturing to Josh. "I'll be okay,
just go and bring him up here."

Roger did as ordered, leaving Josh and Benny alone.

"Josh, I swear, I don't hurt people any more... at least, not in the way I
did, if that makes sense." Benny reassured him, then his eyes narrowed as
he considered Josh's reaction. "You actually think I'd do that?!"

"I don't know." Josh said, his perceptions of the boy suddenly
clouded. "After what you did to me, who knows what you might do!"

"I thought... I thought we were finally starting to move on, but you really
think I'm, what... a 'fucking monster', wasn't that what you called me?"
Benny exclaimed, his disappointment quickly turning to anger.

"Benny, I just... I don't understand." Josh mumbled.

Roger returned, pulling Alex along behind him.

"Alex, tell Josh what you're doing here." Benny ordered.

The boy cowered at the sound of Benny's voice then whimpered, "I'm doing
whatever you tell me, Sir."

Josh turned from Alex to stare back at Benny.

"Roger, close the door!" Benny snapped. "Alex, take off the hood. This
isn't part of your training!"

Roger did as ordered as Alex appeared to relax, then reached up and pulled
off the hood. "Fuck I hate that thing." Alex said with a smirk, reaching up
to run his fingers through his flattened hair. "Hey Josh!"

"Wait, I thought you...." Josh stuttered, looking back and forth between
Alex and Benny.

"He's here of his own accord, Josh." Benny stated firmly.

"It's all part of my induction." Alex said.

"I don't understand. What induction?" Josh asked, thoroughly
confused. "Wait, you mean he's going to be one of your boys? HE wants to
sub for YOU?" Josh found the prospect unthinkable. He could imagine Alex
doing a lot of things, but submitting to Benny's total control wasn't one
of them!

"Sit down." Benny said, taking a seat. The others followed his cue, only
Roger remained standing. "He's being inducted as one of my... erm, what did
I call them the other day? My generals. He's gonna be one of my new ones."

"And it's gonna be fucking awesome!" Alex said excitedly, smiling
wickedly. "Glad to see you here Josh, I was hoping I'd get another turn
with you!"

It sent a shudder down Josh's spine. He suddenly found himself filled with
the same sense of discomfort he had felt after his first encounter with
Alex. Even after all this time, he still couldn't put his finger on what it
was about the boy, something just felt... wrong!

"But... why's he... like that?" Josh asked, pointing at the hood.

"It's one of his rules." Alex replied indignantly, as if the whole thing
was beneath him. "He won't let anyone join the house without, and these are
his words, fully understanding what the boys go through."

Benny shot Alex a slightly annoyed look as he appeared to mock the young
master's words, the older boy immediately looking remorseful.

"I make them start at the bottom. I'd never let someone just walk on here
and start abusing my boys. They start in the role Alex is currently in, the
'Trash'. It's like the lowest of the low. It's sometimes used as punishment
for boys who misbehave, it's like a step below them. After Alex has done
his time, he'll move up to spend some time as one of my boys." Benny
explained the process to Josh who just stared intently.

"Yeah, and so far it sucks, but at the end of it all, I get to take charge
of Benny's boys and that's gonna be some seriously hot shit!" Alex said
through a crooked smile.

"That's enough from you." Benny snapped. "Roger." He gestured to Roger who
stepped forward and lifted Alex up onto his feet.

"Back on it goes. See ya soon Joshy." Alex said, making Josh shudder
again. The hood was replaced and he let himself be lead out of the room,
leaving Josh and Benny alone again.

Josh didn't know what to say. His heart was still pounding from how angry
he had been mere minutes before. His head was beginning to clear, but with
it came all the nagging questions that had come with him to Benny's
house. All the doubts and concerns, the fears and apprehensions. What he
had experienced in the Games Room had been so incredible though, the way he
had been taken so roughly, it was exactly what he knew he had been
craving. Back and forth the argument waged in his mind, until much like
earlier, it reluctantly settled on Benny's side. 'I need this.' he thought
to himself as he looked over at the boy. 'Even with Alex here, I need
this!'

While Josh had been lost in thought, Benny had just sat there, staring at
him. Before Josh could say anything, Benny spoke. "I need you to leave."

"Yeah." Josh nodded. "Seeing Alex was a bit of a shock. We
should... probably pick this up another day."

"No, Josh." Benny said, then took a deep breath. "I need you to leave and
not come back. Ever!" There a slight wobble in his voice.

"What!" Josh exclaimed, looking back in confusion. "But... I thought... we
were..."

"This..... this was a mistake!" Benny interrupted. "Look, I've been
thinking about this since Monday. Honestly, it's all I've thought about. I
wanted you back, Josh, more than anything and when you came to see me
earlier this week, I was so unbelievably happy. I let myself start thinking
that suddenly things were gonna be like they were, I just got caught up in
that and I didn't see it."

"I... don't understand." Josh said, staring blankly. "You didn't
see... what?"

"Things AREN'T like they were, Josh, and they never will be. What I did, it
destroyed... us. When you saw me on Monday, you were so scared and honestly
you were probably right to be. But then suddenly... you just got over it?
If things had been the other way round, if you had been the one to assault
me... we wouldn't be sat here talking. Yeah, I might forgive you
eventually, but to actually come back to it? Then you turn up here today
and I let myself get caught up in it again. I was so excited about being
able to touch you again that I just did it. I didn't think, I didn't
hesitate, I just took you in. It was when I saw how mad you got at me, how
you were obviously still thinking I'm the way I was back then... how the
hell could you let me chain you up downstairs knowing what happened the
last time?" Benny demanded.

Josh stared, his eyes watering as he took in what Benny was saying. "But
Benny... I need you."

"No Josh, you don't. I lost control. I don't know if I even had it in the
first place and I... I think I broke you. I know you came to see me at
school because my parents asked you to, but they never asked you to come
home with me. Why... how could you even do that? Just look at how you
reacted today. You thought I was a monster, that I was keeping a slave and
abusing him. If you really did trust me, that thought wouldn't have even
crossed your mind. We can't rebuild trust that has been so completely
broken. I'm not sure what you actually need, Josh, but it's not me. It
can't be." Benny insisted as a tear rolled down his cheek. He sniffed back
more tears and anger started spreading across his face in place of the
sadness, "You were my first love... and I want you more than you can
imagine, but every time I look at you, I see that moment! I see what I
did... and it feels like I'm dying inside. You're a walking reminder of the
worst moment of my life! Can you tell me that honestly, deep down inside,
you don't see it too?"

Josh stood to face him, silent tears streaming. He paused for a moment,
then solemnly shook his head. "I do... but we can..." Josh started and was
cut off mid-sentence once again by the boy.

"JUST GO!" Benny screamed, sobbing. "If you care about me at all, turn
around and go and don't come back!"

Josh turned to the door and walked away. Looking back at the last moment,
he whispered, "I love you Benny."

Benny collapsed to the sofa in fits of tears. Moments later, he looked up
and called out "I love you too." but it was too late, Josh was already
gone.

*****

The sleepover boys' attempt to watch a movie hadn't lasted long, mostly
thanks to Warren. Whether he was just particularly horny that evening, or
perhaps having a new boy present played a part, he seemed determined to
make things happen. He started with little pokes and prods to the other
boys, gradually leading up to outright groping.

When Nick grew tired of Warren's behaviour, he stopped the movie and glared
at him. Asking what he wanted to do instead, the boy had insisted it was
time for 'the doctor's office to open'. Despite being initially embarrassed
by the idea, Greg soon began to play along and it was determined that Nick
would be playing the doctor. There had been no plans other than that put in
place, no set scenario, no plot, just Nick playing a doctor and Greg
playing a patient.

Warren and Sam had remained seated on the sofa while the other two stood at
opposite ends of the room. Nick winked at Greg, their pre-arranged signal,
to see if he was happy to continue. The boy nodded happily, but continued
looking nervous. Nick stepped forward, placing a few items at the foot of
the bed. "Greg West." he called out as if calling him for his appointment.

Greg shuddered but stepped forward silently.

"Ah, come in." Nick said, holding out an arm to guide him in to his
'office'. He directed for the boy to sit on the bed while he sat opposite
in the desk chair, giving the two spectators a decent view of them
both. "So I understand you're here today for a routine physical?"

"Y... yes." Greg nodded.

"Okay, we'll start with some standard questions." Nick explained. He played
his part well, asking a range of almost-believable questions of the boy who
seemed to relax a little, until they came onto a more sensitive
subject. "Okay, now are you sexually active?"

"What... erm... no." Greg replied, blushing and shifting uncomfortably.

"And do you masturbate?" Nick continued, not letting the boy's discomfort
slow his pace.

Greg looked shyly at the other two boys who were sniggering and whispering,
then replied quietly, "Yes."

"And how often do you do that?"

Greg took a deep breath as he considered his reply. "Three or four
times... a day."

"Whoa!" Sam called out in surprise. Nick shot him a glance that told him
very clearly to remain silent.

"Right, well I'll need to examine you now." Nick continued, smiling kindly
at Greg. "If you could strip down to your underwear please."

Greg looked terrified, but stood and began to undress. Nick watched happily
as the boy began to reveal himself, first by removing his t-shirt. He was
quite tall for his age. Not quite at Nick's height yet, but getting
close. He was slim too, not an ounce of fat on him. His muscles had just a
little definition, but being so slim, they seemed emphasised, giving him a
deceptively muscular appearance. His deep blue eyes darted back and forth
between 'the doctor' and the spectators, knowing every eye was on his
body. Being blonde, his skin was quite fair, so as he blushed, the redness
appeared even stronger.

Next he pulled off his socks and then slipped down his jeans. His upper
body was fairly hairless, even under his arms only a tiny tuft had begun to
sprout, but his legs were surprisingly hairy. He stood there now in just a
pair of loose boxer shorts, but with his hand covering his bulge. Nick
gestured to his hands and cleared his throat. Reluctantly the boy moved
them, revealing that his boxers were tented by an erection.

Nick heard more smirks from the sofa and shot them a second warning
glare. "Okay, now lay down on the bed please."

Greg nodded and did as instructed, staring up nervously as Nick stood over
him. Without any props to use, Nick got straight to work with his hands,
starting up at the boy's neck, feeling and pressing various parts. He could
see the boy's chest start rising and falling much more rapidly as he
progressed, he really seemed to be enjoying it. When Nick worked his way
across the chest, he intentionally brushed his fingers across the boy's
nipples a couple of times, smiling happily as he moaned his contentment.

Once Nick had worked down the stomach, skipped the crotch area and checked
his legs, he stood back. "And if you could remove your underwear too
please."

Greg stood and made the mistake of looking at Warren and Sam. Both of them
stared straight back at him, grinning. The sight of them only increased his
nerves, yet also, his enjoyment, which surprised him greatly. He quickly
pulled down the boxers and kicked them aside, then lay back down on the
bed. His cock was solid, pointing up from his body at forty-five degrees as
he lay there.

Nick 'examined' his body again briefly, for no other purpose than to turn
the boy on some more. Having someone so aroused and responsive beneath his
fingertips was turning him on too. "I'm going to check your testicles now
for any abnormalities." he explained, looking down at the boy.

Greg took a deep breath. It shuddered out of him as he trembled. Nick
reached down and took the boy's smooth balls between his fingers. "Oh
fuck!" the boy called out and his cock began to twitch as he covered
himself in cum.

Nick watched excitedly, but did his best to hide his entertainment. He
reached for the tissues at the end of the bed and pulled out a
couple. Silently he began to clean up the boy and just said calmly. "Don't
worry, that happens more often than you'd expect. We can carry on."

Greg wasn't sure what to feel. He had just experienced his second ever
orgasm at the hands of another boy and he had barely touched him, but it
had felt great. Having his fantasy played out felt amazing, but the thought
of continuing worried him. How would it end? He had guessed he would cum at
some point, but he thought it would be the end of the scenario.

Nick resumed his previous examination of the boy's balls, rolling them
gently between his fingers. So soon after cumming, the entire area felt
quite sensitive, but Nick's touch was so delicate that Greg found himself
loving every second. The ongoing attention stopped his cock from softening
even slightly. Nick let go of the boy's calls and instead took hold of the
shaft of his cock.

"Fuck!" Greg called out as he felt the new sensations.

Nick's exam was quite thorough, squeezing and stroking every inch of the
boy's cock, pulling the foreskin back and forth. That part made Greg's
entire body twitch as the skin slid back and forth over the still-sensitive
head.

"Oh... Nick." he whispered as it continued.

"Right, now if you could stand up and bend over the bed please." Nick
instructed, doing his best to ignore the boy's pleasured moans.

"What?!" Greg said, eyes wide with fear.

"I'm going to check your prostate." Nick explained calmly.

Greg stood and stared at Nick. Another wink followed by another nod. He
leant over, spreading his legs as Nick nudged them apart. The 'doctor' then
reached for the bottle of lube he had placed with the tissues and squeezed
some out. He reached down to the boy's smooth, virgin hole and applied the
gel, watching him shake as he did it.

He leant forward and whispered in Greg's ear, "Just try to relax. If it
hurts, just tell me to stop, but if you relax it should be okay."

He stood back up and began to push gently with one finger, then a little
firmer. Greg took a deep breath and attempted to relax his rear. As he did
so, Nick's finger popped inside. Just a tiny buit at first, but eventually
the entire finger slid inside.

"Oh shit!" Greg yelled out as the mix of pleasure and pain.

"You okay?" Nick asked, cropping out of character.

"Yeah. I'm good." Greg reassured him. "Carry on!"

Nick was tempted to fingerfuck the boy a little, but he knew it wasn't what
the doctor would do. Instead, he moved his finger round just a little until
he felt it press against its target.

Greg stood straight up, back arched. "What the fuck is that?" he yelled.

Nick laughed, not bothered this time when Sam and Warren joined
in. "That'll be your prostate."

"Oh my God." Greg gasped, bending back over onto the bed.

Nick pressed on it a few more times, marvelling at the way the boy's
sphincter tightened around his finger in response, along with his ecstatic
groans. Once he finally pulled his finger out, he instructed, "Lay on the
bed again please."

Greg followed the instructions, both relieved and disappointed at the empty
feeling in his rear. "Okay, now I just need to take a sperm sample."

"Didn't I already give you one?" Greg said, looking up at the doctor.

"Unfortunately I was unprepared for your... eagerness. I need to take a new
one." Nick explained. Greg blushed at Nick's choice of words. "Now just lay
back and let me take care of business."

Greg continued to do as he was told. As he lay there, he closed his eyes,
allowing him to get lost on the fantasy. He felt Nick's fingers take hold
of his cock again, but this time gripping more firmly as he began to
stroke.

As the boy lay there, enjoying the doctor's actions, he thought about the
prostate exam, imagining how it would feel to experience that at the same
time. Without really thinking about it, he parted his legs. The doctor
noticed the obvious invitation and reached down again with his other hand,
pushing a finger once again inside the boy.

"Ah... yes!" Greg called out excitedly as the finger pressed on his magic
button. With the added stimulation, it wasn't long before he felt his
second orgasm approach. "I'm gonna cum!" he said loudly.

His cock spasmed, his balls twitched and he found his chest once again
warmed by several globs of his own jizz. He opened his eyes and looked up
at Nick, then realised Warren and Sam were stood over him too. Naked,
panting, covered in his own spunk and having just played out one of his
biggest fantasies, he probably should have been embarrassed about the three
boys staring at him, but instead he just felt happy.

"You enjoyed that then?" Nick asked with a grin.

"Yes!" Warren said excitedly.

Nick playfully smacked him round the back of his head and said, "I meant
Greg, not you!"

Greg laughed at them then replied, "Oh fuck yes!"

Nick looked at the other two. "Who's next then?" he asked with a grin.

*****

Corey sat on the sofa, waiting for Dale to re-emerge from the kitchen. A
few moments later, he walked in, carrying a coke for Corey and a beer for
himself. He placed them on the coffee table and took a seat in the armchair
opposite Corey.

"So, he didn't say where he was going?" Corey asked.

Dale shook his head. "Nope. James said he just had to 'go and do
something'. It's just not like him."

"Have you tried calling him?" Corey asked, knowing that it was probably
futile.

"No answer." Dale answered quickly with a sigh.

"So where do you think he might be?" Corey asked. The boy already knew what
Dale was thinking, it had been his first thought too, but he figured it was
best to let Dale approach it himself.

"It's gotta be Benny." Dale said. Corey couldn't tell whether he sounded
angry or worried.

"Yeah," Corey said, nodding gently. "That's what I thought too."

"I just don't get it. I mean... why?" Dale asked. His question was mostly
just an expression of his frustration.

"I wish I knew." Corey replied. "Just... when he gets back, try and keep
your cool."

"I'm... cool." Dale insisted. Corey raised his eyebrows and nodded towards
Dale's hands. They were clenched into tight fists. Realising what he was
doing, Dale loosened them then looked back to Corey. "Okay... maybe I'm
not, but I don't think I'm unjustified in being a bit pissed, am I?"

"No, it's understandable, but.... try and see it from Josh's perspective
too. I can normally tell what's going on his head better than he can, but
the Benny stuff... I'm clueless. So if I can't figure it out, just think
how confused he's got to be about it!"

Dale sighed, his fists clenching again. Realising he was doing it this
time, Dale willed himself to unclench. "You're right, but confused or
not... urrrgh, he's just so frustrating. He could be there right now,
getting hurt. I should go and find him." Dale said, jumping to his feet.

"Do you actually know where Benny is?" Corey asked, not even bothering to
try and intercept the agitated man.

Dale glared at the boy, thought for a moment then flopped back down into
his seat. "No." he said angrily.

"So the best thing we can do is sit here and wait. And when Josh comes
home, we can do our best not to kill him!" Corey said, his own anger at his
brother's actions showing through his poor attempt at humour.

"I guess you're right." Dale said flatly. "Thanks, by the way, for coming
over. I knew Nick and Warren were busy at their sleepover, and nobody
outside of us guys really understands all this stuff."

"No problem." Corey grinned. "I know none of you fuckers can function
without me, so I just kinda roll with it."

Dale couldn't help laughing at the boy's overconfidence.

*****

"Oh my God, I see why you like that stuff!" Warren gasped, catching his
breath after a toe-curling orgasm. Nick had just subjected him to the same
treatment he had given Greg earlier, the boy laying on the bed, naked and
covered in cum. Unlike Greg he had only cum once, being much more used to
Nick's touch, but it had still felt incredible.

Greg looked almost pale as he watched. His tired cock swollen once
again. It seemed he enjoyed watching it almost as much as he enjoyed
experiencing it.

Warren cleaned himself up and pulled his boxer-briefs back on, not
bothering with any other clothing and watched, giggling as Nick homed in on
Sam. "Come on Sammy-boy, everyone else has had their appointments, time for
yours!"

They had gone back to more 'normal' activities after Greg's appointment,
but eventually the conversation had turned to a more sexual nature and
Warren had been given his turn. Throughout it, Sam had worried he might be
next. He looked terrified when he realised he was right.

"I don't think so." Sam said, holding his hands up in front of Nick.

"Aww come on, everyone needs a check up now and then." Warren teased,
jumping next to the boy on the sofa and tickling him.

Sam laughed at the tickling then pushed Warren away and said as sternly as
he could. "No, I'm not doing it."

"Go ooooon!" Warren taunted.

"Hey." Nick interrupted, seeing that Warren was going to keep pushing,
seemingly oblivious to Sam's genuine refusal. The boy really didn't want to
do it, he wasn't just playing hard to get. "If he says he doesn't want to
do it, he doesn't have to do it!"

Warren looked round at the older boy, his expression conveying he was
taking it too far, so he turned back to Sam and just said, "Sorry."

"Oh I'll make you sorry!" Sam sniggered, jumping onto Warren. The two
started rolling around on the floor, wrestling as Nick and Greg just
watched in amusement.

"HEY!" a shout came through the door. "IT'S GETTING LATE, GO TO SLEEP!"

Warren froze, then called back, "Yes Mum!"

The all waited silently for a few moments until the woman moved on, then
burst into laughter.

"She's right though, it's getting late." Nick said reluctantly. He couldn't
believe how quickly the night had gone. Having Greg there seemed to make
such a huge difference to the group and he found himself liking the boy
more and more as the evening went on. "So who's sleeping where?"

"Mine!" Sam said, jumping back onto the sofa. It was his usual spot when he
stayed over. Despite how much he loved cuddling up with his friends
normally, when it came to sleeping he liked his space and he knew the sofa
was only big enough for one so he would never have to share.

Greg looked round, not sure what the other options were. As if reading his
mind, Nick walked over to the bed, reached down and pulled. The bottom part
of the bed pulled out, revealing another single bed. It looked like it
could slide all the way out and be positioned separately from the main
unit, but Nick left it alongside the main part of the bed.

"I don't mind where I go." Greg said, smiling politely. As the newest
attendee at the sleepover, he didn't feel right making requests.

"Hey." Warren said, getting Nick's attention. "You mind sleeping apart
tonight?" Warren looked at Greg, Nick following his gaze and understanding
the boy's intentions.

"Sure, that's fine with me. I'll take this one." Nick said, sitting on the
lower bed.

"That means you get to share with me." Warren said happily, moving up to
his side and nudging him.

It took half an hour and a few more parental nudges to finally get them all
to settle down in bed. They continued talking for quite some time after
that, with Sam eventually nodding off, closely followed by Nick, leaving
just the two boys laying together on the bed.

When Warren realised the other two were asleep, he turned onto his side and
whispered to Greg, "I didn't want you to sleep alone tonight."

Greg turned onto his side too, his face mere inches from
Warren's. "Thanks." he whispered back. "Not just for that, but... for
everything this week. I don't think I'd have got through it without you."

"I just wish I could do more. When I saw how upset you were Tuesday night,
I just wanted to pull you through that monitor and cuddle up with you here
like this." Warren explained. "It's been really nice seeing you so happy
tonight."

"Well it's all thanks to you guys. I'm so glad I've got you and Sam. And
it's been nice spending more time with Nick too. Your boyfriend's awesome."
Greg whispered happily. "And so are you."

"Thanks." Warren beamed. He lay for a moment looking at Greg. There wasn't
much light in the room, just enough to make out his face. He reached up and
gently placed his hand on his friend's cheek, then leant forward and kissed
him on the lips, just for a few seconds.

Greg giggled. "Ya know, technically that's my first kiss."

"Oh." Warren replied, worrying slightly. "I'm sorry, I should have
asked...."

Greg raised and hand and placed a finger on Warren's lips, silencing
him. "A really sweet moment with my best friend is a pretty cool way to
remember a first kiss!"

Without another word, Greg turned over and Warren cuddled up behind him,
spooning against the taller boy, both of them quickly falling asleep.

*****

Dale could feel himself getting closer and closer to falling asleep. Seeing
Corey sound asleep on the sofa in front of him just seemed to be making him
more and more drowsy. The boy had chosen to stay with Dale and wait for
Josh to come home, even though they had no idea when it would be. Shortly
after midnight, Corey had fallen asleep leaving Dale alone to
worry. Eventually he felt his eyes getting heavy and he couldn't fight it
any more.

He wasn't sure how long he had been asleep when he heard someone at the
door. It only felt like a few moments but he suspected it may have been
longer. "Josh?" Dale called out, rubbing his eyes.

Corey sat up suddenly. "Is he home?"

"Yeah it's me." Josh said, walking in the door, surprised to see Dale was
still up, and even more surprised to see Corey was with him.

"Where the hell have you been?" Corey demanded angrily.

"I'm sorry." Josh said flatly, eyes fixed on the floor. It was obvious he
had a lot on his mind.

"Josh." Dale started, his anger barely contained. Corey shot him a look and
he took a deep breath before continuing. "Come and sit down." Inside he was
furious at Josh's disappearance and refusal to answer his phone, but his
relief at seeing Josh was okay along with Corey's earlier request to keep
his cool seemed to be keeping the fury at bay for now. He wanted to hug
Josh and punch him at the same time.

Still avoiding making eye contact with either Corey or Dale, Josh walked
over to them and took a seat on the opposite end of the sofa to his little
brother. He remained silent.

"Where have you been?" Corey demanded again.

"After I left the gym, I went to Benny's house." Josh said, cowering a
little at the thought of the reaction his comment was going to get. He was
surprised by the lingering silence that followed. He felt a compulsion to
continue, just to break the silence. "I... submitted to him."

"What the hell's wrong with you?" Corey snapped, picking up a cushion and
hitting Josh round the back of his head repeatedly.

"Corey! That's enough!" Dale snapped, halting the boy mid-swing. Dale's
fists were clenched tightly, but this time he couldn't find the will to
release them. "How long were you there?" he demanded.

"I don't know." Josh shrugged. "Maybe an hour."

"Wait... so where have you been all night?" Dale asked, his concern and
curiosity suddenly outweighing his anger.

"Just... around. I drove for a while, then I went and sat in the
park. I... I had to think." Josh mumbled.

"About what?" Corey demanded this time, surprised by his own reaction to
his brother's return. "What did Benny do to you?"

"Nothing. Well... we did some things... at his house..." Josh stammered,
then looked at Dale for a second before continuing, "But you probably don't
need the details. But then... we had this argument. I thought he'd done
something horrible, I thought it was all an act, the way he'd changed, I
was so angry!" He trailed off, his voice wavering.

"Josh, you didn't... hurt him did you?" Dale asked, eyes wide with concern.

Josh shook his head, still looking down. "It turned out I was wrong... he
hadn't done anything. In fact, I think he's changed more than I thought. He
explained everything. But then..." Corey and Dale both edged forward in
their seats as he paused. "He told me I had to leave... like, forever!"
Josh started crying, burying his face in his hands.

Corey and Dale's anger melted away as they saw the young man sob. They both
moved closer to him, wrapping him in their arms and just letting him cry it
out.

A few minutes later, when Josh had calmed slightly, Corey and Dale released
him. Corey remained sat at his brother's side, while Dale knelt in front of
him, looking up into his boyfriend's face. "So you and Benny... it's over?"
Dale asked. He got a nod in return. "And it was Benny's choice?" Another
nod.

"I don't understand." Corey said, frowning. He was beginning to get more
and more annoyed at his own lack of understanding. He could normally read
most situations, but when it came to his big brother and his former master,
it was like a haze of mystery obscured his view. "Benny wanted you
back. Why would he make you leave? Did he just... want to hurt you for
ending it in the first place?"

"No." Josh croaked. He coughed and cleared his throat as he wiped the last
remnants of his tears from his cheek. "He said I'm broken. He pretty much
said I was crazy for ever going back to him."

Corey and Dale looked at each other, not quite sure what to say. Eventually
Corey shrugged and said, "Well he's not wrong, is he?"

Josh just shook his head. The three sat in silence for several minutes

"So you're never going back there again?" Dale finally asked.

"No." Josh replied, staring back at his lover.

"Good." Dale said firmly. "Because this is it Josh. I'm... seriously pissed
at you for putting yourself back in that situation, but this is the last
time I'm gonna let it slide. I won't watch you put yourself at risk
again. You pull another trick like this and we're done. I don't care how
fucked your head is, that'll be it! Understand?"

"Yeah." Josh said, a little shocked. He had seen Dale angry before,
recently in fact, but this was different. The finality of his threat was
obvious.

Finally venting some of his frustration, Dale breathed a sigh of relief,
then looked up at Josh and smiled weakly. "I love you, you colossal twat."

"I love you too." Josh said, smiling as he held back tears.

Dale reached up and kissed Josh briefly, then climbed to his feet and said,
"I'm gonna go make us a coffee." he headed off to kitchen.

Josh looked round nervously at his little brother.

"You're so lucky!" Corey said, shaking his head. "Anyone else would have
just dumped you right on the spot."

"I know." Josh said meekly. "And I'm sorry if I worried you too."

"Look, Josh, form once I can't tell you what's going on in your head, but I
can tell there's a lot on your mind and whatever it is, you need to start
fucking dealing with it or you're just gonna fuck up everything you've got
here." Corey said bluntly. He reached over and knocked gently on Josh's
head. "Whatever's going on in there, start dealing with it, okay?"

*****

Greg turned over in his sleep, but woke as his arm flopped off the side of
the bed and landed on something soft and warm. Opening one eye, he realised
his fingers were resting on Nick's chest as he lay on the lower bed beside
him. He looked down at the older boy and smiled.

The past few hours had changed the way he looked at Nick. What he had said
earlier hadn't really been true. Until that night, he really had just
thought of Nick as 'Warren's boyfriend'. Not now though. Their talk had
been wonderful, letting Greg know he had another friend to turn to if
things got hard, and the way he had offered to look out for him if things
got carried away with Warren and Sam had felt great. Then, on top of all
that, Nick had helped him play out one of his most exciting sexual
fantasies, resulting in two of the best orgasms he had ever experienced.

Now though, he just looked so peaceful as he lay there, breathing quietly,
his exposed chest rising and falling beneath Greg's fingertips. The small
patch of hair just starting to sprout in the middle of his chest was only
inches from Greg's hand. He edged closer to the side of the bed, almost
ready to fall off and looked nervously at the sleeping boy, then slid his
nervous digits across the warm, smooth skin until he felt the soft
hairs. He let his fingers swirl through it for a moment, imagining that
Nick's rhythmic breathing was actually moans of pleasure at his touch.

He moved his fingers once again, sliding them over warm skin until he felt
a nipple. As he gently played with it, he felt it hardening, making him
shudder with excitement. Grinning to himself at the secret touching he
looked up at Nick's face again... and froze. Even in the darkness, he could
see a slight glint from the boy's eyes, they were very much open.

Greg gasped and pulled his hand away, but Nick responded just as quickly,
grabbing his wrist and pulling the hand back onto his body. He appeared to
be allowing it. He continued feeling the boy's body, sliding his fingers
back across the chest and nipple, then down the stomach, shuddering as he
felt the fine hair leading from his navel downwards. Even laying right on
the edge of the bed, that was as far as his hands could reach.

He was about to start moving them back up Nick's body, when he felt the
older boy begin to move. He started shuffling up the mattress, stopping
only when his underwear-clad cock was beneath Greg's hand. He looked at
Nick again and thought he saw a smile in the darkness, but it could have
been his imagination. Either way, the intention was clear, particularly
when Nick reached down and slipped off his boxers.

Greg found his palm resting on the rigid shaft of Nick's cock. Almost
shaking with excitement, he wrapped his fingers around it. He froze, too
excited and nervous to do anything else. Nick must have sensed the
hesitation as he started thrusting his hips, fucking the boy's hand. Greg
once again took his cue from the older boy and started stroking.

It didn't take long until he felt warm wetness spreading over it as Nick
started to precum, heavily. At first Greg thought he had cum and considered
stopping, but as Nick's thrusting continued, so too did his stroking. The
added lubrication of the precum helped his fingers slide up and down the
rigid dick and clearly enhanced Nick's enjoyment as he started moaning
quietly with each stroke.

A couple of minutes later, the happy moaning turned to excited panting
until Greg felt the excited tool pulsating between his fingers. Nick
covered himself in his seed as Greg's gentle stroking gradually came to a
stop, keeping hold of the softening cock.

Nick grabbed his underwear and wiped himself clean, then shuffled back down
the mattress, his penis sliding out of the younger boy's grip. As he looked
up, he saw Greg still staring down at him. He sat up then leant towards the
boy kissed the boy gently on the forehead, then lay back down on his own
mattress as both boys returned to sleep.


ANNOUNCEMENT

As you've probably realised from the chapter above, the split between Josh
and Benny is pretty final. That doesn't mean Benny and Josh will never meet
again, but for now that part of their lives is over. As such, Benny and his
house will no longer appear in this story. Their tale will continue
separately, more details coming soon. The tales of Josh, Dale and the rest
of the guys will continue in Chapter 9 of The Dangers of Desire. If you
have any questions or comments, please email me at
matterotica@hotmail.co.uk