Date: Sat, 17 Dec 2022 00:27:29 +0000
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Kingswood Eight - Chapter 38

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The Kingswood Eight - Chapter 38


Saturday 3 July 2021

Rob stretched his arms out as consciousness began to creep in. He smiled
sweetly as he felt the body at his side. He had crept up to dorm 2.08 in
the middle of the night and climbed into bed with Luke, who had been very
happy to see him.

As he fidgeted a little, he felt something beneath him and realised it was
his glasses. Desperately hoping he hadn't broken yet another pair, he
reached down and grabbed them then slipped them on, relieved to find them
intact. As the room came into focus, he glanced to one side to find Luke
still sound asleep, then let his head loll the other way and saw Isaac and
Patrick over in their bunks, still sleeping too. He pressed his head into
the pillow as he tilted it back and found himself looking upside-down at
Alex, who was sitting up and smiling in his direction. "Hey!" he whispered
as he saw the older boy.

"Hey," Alex whispered back.

Rob reached down and carefully lifted Luke's arm off of his stomach where
it was resting, then slid out of the bed before moving to Alex's. He
couldn't help laughing to himself at the memory of just a few months
earlier when he had been dating Alex and had crept out of his bed to play
with Luke. It felt like he had gone full circle, though his intentions were
less sordid this time.

Alex was sitting sideways on the bed, leaning on the wall with his phone in
his hand. He was honouring one of the school's unwritten rules of etiquette
– don't do anything noisy if you're the first one awake in the morning!
He watched happily as Rob climbed onto the bed, sitting alongside him.

"When d'you sneak in?" Alex asked quietly.

"Around midnight I think," Rob shrugged.

Alex chuckled. "You two are too cute!" he said happily.

"Thanks," Rob blushed. As much as he and Alex had comfortably transitioned
from boyfriends to `just friends', Rob still couldn't help thinking of Alex
as his ex, so talking about his new boyfriend seemed... a little strange.

"You found anyone to be... cute with, yet?" Rob asked, trying to push
through the hint of awkwardness.

"Nah," Alex replied, shaking his head. "I got a few options, but I'm in no
hurry. Actually, been spending most of time with Paddy," he explained,
nodding towards the sleeping boy across the room.

"Oh, getting all the time in you can?" Rob asked with a slight tinge of
sadness. He had spent a lot of time in dorm 2.08 that year, first while
dating Alex and then when he started seeing Luke. While he knew Isaac,
their other roommate, from being a fellow rugby captain, Patrick was the
member of the dorm he knew the least. Despite that, he had still gotten to
know him well enough to think of him as a friend.

"Yeah," Alex said wistfully. "Still can't believe he's leaving!"

"Yeah, the guys in Timmy's dorm are a bit like that too," Rob
added. Patrick's little brother, Timmy, was in Rob's year. The two siblings
were due to leave the school at the end of the year as their family was
moving abroad.

"It's so weird," Alex said, shaking his head. "I've lived with these guys
for four years, but for three of those they pretty much hated me, and the
feeling was kinda mutual, but this year I finally made up with them..." he
paused and looked to Rob as he added, "Thanks to you!" Rob smiled at
him. "And just when I'm getting used to things, one of them's leaving. It
sucks."

"I know," Rob said softly, leaning to the side to rest against the older
boy. He felt sorry for Alex, just as much as he did for the boys of dorm
1.06 who were pretty torn up about losing Timmy, but he couldn't help a
hint of a smile breaking through.

"You're allowed to be happy, ya know!" Alex said, knowing what was on the
boy's mind. "Luke told us the news!"

"He did?" Rob asked, grinning with barely contained glee. The previous day,
Rob had received the incredible news that the spot being vacated by Timmy
had been filled... by Jasmeet Laghari, better known to Rob and Luke as
Jazz. They had met him through the Southern Counties Inter-School
Partnership Scheme when he had visited the school as captain of his year's
rugby team. Rob and Jazz had connected instantly and, after being
introduced to Luke, had bonded with him just as quickly.

"Mmm-huh," Alex hummed, smirking a little at Rob's undeniable
excitement. "I can't believe you guys are getting a new boyfriend!"

Rob grinned broadly but shook his head. "He's not our boyfriend, we're
just... very close!"

"Suuuuure," Alex said, rolling his eyes as he sniggered.

"Shut up," Rob said, slapping Alex's leg playfully. "Anyway, guessing you
don't know who's taking Paddy's place?"

"Nah," Alex shook his head. "They don't usually tell us about this stuff in
advance. You only know about Jazz because you actually know him..." he
paused and added a playful, "... intimately!"

Rob gave Alex another playful hit. "I'm so glad I dumped you," he teased.

"Uhm, excuse me!" Alex objected. "I think you'll find it was ME that dumped
YOUR cute little ass!"

"Whatever," Rob chuckled, knowing he was right.

"I don't regret it, by the way," Alex said, pulling away a little so he
could look round at Rob properly.

"Wow, right in the feels!" Rob said, shaking his head.

Alex chuckled and shook his head. "I just mean... I loved dating you,
but... breaking up when we did was the right thing for both of us, I
reckon!"

"Hmmm, yeah," Rob said thoughtfully. He nodded as he smiled and looked at
Luke. "I agree!"

"I'm pretty happy about it too!" Luke suddenly said, lifting his head to
grin at the other two getting a laugh from them both.

"Ugh, I'd be happy about you all shutting the fuck up so I can sleep!"
Isaac growled from across the dorm, getting an even louder laugh.

*****

Mr Yaeger stood looking at the three boys, arms folder as he frowned and
shook his head. "Look, I'm not letting you leave here today until you've
made your decision!" he said bluntly. "The music competition is twelve days
away. FINAL rehearsal is next Sunday, and you boys haven't even had ANY
rehearsal yet!"

"I know sir, we're working on it!" Chris insisted.

The teacher sighed. "You've been working on it ALL term," he said, clearly
frustrated. "You either make a decision and give me a run through of it
today, or I'm pulling you out of the contest!"

"But sir..." Nicky went to object.

"No!" Mr Yaeger snapped, uncharacteristically firmly. "This has gone on
long enough. I don't know what the problem is, but just pick a damn song
already!" He turned and stormed off, leaving the boys in slightly stunned
silence.

"We can't pull out; we've got to be there!" Chris insisted. "We were last
year's second place. It's tradition!"

"Then just... pick something!" Nicky insisted as he sat wrapped around
Mikey. "I don't care what anymore. Just... pick it and... and we'll play
it, right?" He nudged Mikey who had remained quiet.

Chris smiled as he looked at the other two. Finally feeling comfortable
enough to poke fun at their past issues, he sniggered and said, "Oh, so
we've gotta do everything the way YOU want until it's something that you
don't feel like and then suddenly it's MY responsibility?"

Nicky recoiled a little at the playful comment. It certainly struck an
unexpected nerve, and he might have been inclined to say something back if
not for Mikey, who was sitting at his side. A couple of weeks earlier,
Nicky had learned some unexpected information about Angel, the Year 7 boy
who had been `bullying' him all year. While Angel had turned out to be the
villain Nicky thought he was, the younger boy had revealed (or rather,
failed to conceal) that someone was hurting him for the part he had played
in the alleged bullying. Knowing his penchant for violent retribution,
Nicky just knew it had been Mikey, yet rather than confront him about it
and risk disturbing then tentative peace that had settled in around their
relationship, he had taken a different approach.

His plan was to ensure Mikey just never had a chance to go near Angel and
hurt him again and so far, it seemed to be working, not only by ensuring
Mikey was chaperoned at all times, but also by making sure there was no
conflict to antagonise him. A happy Mikey was a calm Mikey, and that was
the way Nicky wanted to keep it. He forced a smile at Chris' joke and said,
"Yup, what can I say? I'm complex!"

It was an unintentionally appropriate choice of words. `Complex' was the
word Dr Arkwright had used to describe the emotional issues Nicky was
dealing with. Thankfully, he had also insisted it was all manageable, given
time and attention, but still... very complex. Seeing Chris begin to look
mildly concerned at his dour expression, Nicky forced another smile and
said, "Besides, your musical knowledge is, like, the best. You know what's
popular and what people like."

"True," Chris said with a cocky grin. "Okay, gimme a minute. And you
promise whatever I pick, we'll do then?"

Nicky nodded. His performance anxiety had influenced a lot of his
objections so far, uncomfortable with certain aspects of the songs Chris
had suggested, but if it meant keeping things good with Chris and keeping
Mikey calm, he would agree to anything now. Even his crippling stage fright
felt minor right then compared to keeping Mikey under control.

*****

Blane had been looking forward to his time with Chris that afternoon, but
he always looked forward to their time together. "Well, someone looks
happy," he smiled as he held his arms open and got a brief hug from Chris,
then frowned and said, "Well... happier than usual. You always look happy!
Or maybe that's just when you see your favourite brother!"

"Not my favourite, but whatever," Chris said dismissively as he shook his
head. "And yeah, good day all round... and we finally have a song for the
music contest!"

"Ooh, what's it gonna be?" Blane asked excitedly. He had snuck into music
club a few times to see his little brother perform, but the contest would
be the first proper performance he had seen in years.

Chris' smile dropped briefly as he shrugged and said, "I was hoping to find
something that was perfect, like what we did last year, but just kinda
settled for what's popular at the moment, so we're doing something by The
Weeknd." He held back a smirk and said, "That's music us young people
listen to! You probably don't know anything past The Beatles!"

"How old exactly do you think I am, ya lil gobshite!" Blane said back,
grabbing Chris in a headlock.

"Can't... breathe..." Chris gasped.

"Kinda the idea," Blane sniggered. "But I should stop!" he added, releasing
the boy as he said, straight-faced, "You have NO Idea how much paperwork is
involved when you kill a student!"

"Is there much for killing a TA?" Chris asked with a grin, straightening
out his hair.

"Not really. We're shockingly undervalued!" Blane said, only half joking.

"Aww," Chris pouted, grabbing Blane's hand. "I value you!" he said sweetly.

"Pfft, that's just cos I let you suck my dick!" Blane joked.

"Ha, true," Chris cackled.

"Wow," Blane said, shaking his head as they walked along together. "Two
months ago, we were, like, never gonna speak to each other again for doing
this horrible, sordid, disgusting thing and now here we are joking about
it!"

Chris nodded as he pouted, thinking about it. "Weird right. I swear, it's
this place!" he said, gesturing to the school grounds around them. "It does
things to you!"

"Play your cards right and I'll do things to you as well," Blane teased,
nudging his little brother as they randomly wandered around to the rear of
the Home Building.

Chris just gave a cheesy grin and said, "Wow, this day just keeps getting
better!"

Blane chuckled as he shook his head. "Come on then, what else has got ya
so... sickeningly cheerful?"

"Just... everything," Chris said with a shrug, subtly leading Blane closer
to the Staff Building. "Things with Nicky and Mikey are... amazing, we
barely spend a second apart. Danny's recovery is... well, you'd almost
never know he'd been hurt. Rob's mate's joining the school next year so
he's buzzing about that. Josh is all excited cos it's nearly end of year
report time, and he's convinced he's getting, like, 5 stars in
everything. It's just... all so good!"

"Oof, watch out!" Blane scowled. As Chris gave him a slightly panicked look
he explained, "That's kinda like the whole `I'm one day from retirement'
line in a cop show right before he gets killed on duty!"

"Oh, so I'm about to die?" Chris asked with a wry grin.

"Fuck, with you lot it wouldn't surprise me!" Blane joked, getting a
playful punch from his little brother. "I'm glad things are good with your
boyfriends though," he added, then smirked and said,
"Boyfriends... plural. Still seems weird to me!"

"And to me, but in a good way," Chris grinned. "And we're heading for a
one-year anniversary once we're back after summer!"

"Wow," Blane said with a smile. "Danny and Brian are pretty much a year now
too. It's so unfair. You're kids and you're in a longer relationship than
any I've had," he explained. "Well, any that aren't JUST sex!" he added
with a wry grin.

Chris glanced at the nearby Staff Building and shook his head. "What I
wouldn't give to know what goes on in there!" he smirked.

"Funny, we say the same thing about there," Blane replied, nodding back
towards the Home Building.

"Ha, nice," Chris giggled, then looked at the building again and said, "As
we're here, we could..." he glanced around nervously, "... keep talking in
private!"

"I suppose I could be convinced to... have a conversation!" Blane giggled
as he hurried on towards the staff building.

Moments later, they were inside Blane's room. As he closed, locked, checked
and double-checked the door, he turned to see Chris laying on his
bed. Letting out a content sigh, he slowly approached the boy, then reached
down to brush the hair off his forehead. With the term nearly over, he was
beginning to look a little shaggy.

Chris' eyes flickered closed, and he let out a gentle mew as he felt the
light graze of his brother's fingertips. With the hair brushed aside, he
opened his eyes then looked up at his brother and smiled. Sitting up, he
moved his face towards Blane's and pressed their lips together.

It caught Blane a little by surprise and he recoiled briefly, but then
pushed forward to resume the kiss, lifting one hand to cup Chris' nape as
he sat down onto the bed beside him. The kiss was... unusual. It didn't
have the fiery passion Blane often felt from Chris while getting jerked off
or blown by him, but the boy still held onto him tightly.

"You okay?" Blane whispered as their lips parted momentarily. "You're not
normally big into the kissing with me!"

"Yeah, when I'm happy... I... guess I get kinda..." Chris started, trying
to think of the word.

"Affectionate?" Blane suggested. As he got a nod from Chris, he pulled him
into another kiss for a few seconds. "Hnnh, I like affectionate Chris!"

As they lay together on the bed, Blane's arm around the younger boy, his
other hand casually stroking his chest, Chris asked, "Do you... think about
any of the others this way?"

"What, you mean, like, Danny or Nicky?" Blane asked curiously.

"No, I meant..." Chris started, then blushed as he said, "Back home!"

"Oh!" Blane said in shock. "Fuck, no, come on, I don't wanna think about
that!" He felt Chris staring at him. He knew that look. It was a question
he wouldn't drop, so rather than wasting time resisting he huffed, rolled
his eyes and said, "Well straight off, Fiadh, Clare and the twins are kids,
so they're not even in this conversation!"

"Fair," Chris nodded.

"So that only really leaves Finn and Ash," Blane said, looking quite
uncomfortable.

"If you had to do it with one of them, which would it be?" Chris asked with
a devilish grin. As he saw Blane go to object he added, "Come on, you're bi
aren't you, so you get to pick. I don't have a choice; it'd have to be
Finn!"

"You're saying you wanna do it with Finn?" Blane asked with a smirk.

"Eww, no, eww!" Chris objected.

"Oh, so you can be all `eww no' but I still have to pick? How's that fair?"
Blane demanded.

"Just do it already or you can suck your own dick!" Chris said firmly, then
suddenly grinned as he asked, "Wait, can you do that? Nicky can! Mikey too!
But wait, answer the question. Both questions actually!"

Blane opened his mouth to answer and just had to chuckle as he shook his
head at the boy's rambling. "Fine. I'd have to say... Finn... and no I
can't!"

"Cool," Chris giggled. "Hey, can I fuck you?"

"Jesus feckin' christ, Chris. What the hell?" Blane asked, caught somewhere
between shocked and amused.

"What?" Chris asked, shrugging as he sat up and looked back at his
brother. "I like doing it and... I just don't get the chance often!"

"Not enough chances to fuck... at sex school... with your TWO boyfriends?"
Blane asked with a snigger.

"Ha ha," Chris scowled. "I just always end up... on the other side of it
with Mikey and Nicky, that's all!"

"So rather than saying, `hey, boyfriends, I'd like to top you' you opted
for, `hey bro, let's fuck'. Am I right?" Blane teased.

Chris shrugged. "Sure, cos I'd hate for things to get inappropriate between
us," he said sarcastically.

"Touchι," Blane smirked. "But sorry bro. I'm an exclusive top!"

"Who for?" Chris asked with a grin.

Blane reached out and mussed the boy's hair as he said, "Ha, nice try!"

"So maybe... you could... top me?" Chris asked nervously. As he saw Blane
look at him with obvious trepidation, he moved round to straddle his older
sibling, then gently took both hands in his own. "We've already done
everything else," he started, but as Blane went to speak, he grinned and
added, "Well obviously not EVERYTHING else. I saw some things at Kinkswood!
But... ya know... we've, like, jerked each other off and done blow jobs and
stuff..."

"That's a fair point," Blane nodded. "I guess we really have no choice," he
smirked.

"Really?" Chris asked excitedly. "Awesome!" he said, already pulling off
his clothes.

"But Chris," Blane said, grabbing the boy's arm. "Just... erm... I don't
wanna hurt you!" he blushed.

Chris frowned for a moment but eventually caught on. "Ohhh!" he said,
giving a knowing nod. "You mean with your impressive manliness," he
teased. "Relax, I'm already kinda used to that size! Nicky's bigger than
you!"

"He's thirteen!" Blane exclaimed in shock.

"Yeah, inches," Chris sniggered, then shook his head and said, "Just
kidding, he's closer to..." he paused, converting the usual centimetres to
inches, "Like... over nine!"

"And you can take that?" Blane asked, unsure whether he should be
impressed, intimidated, or worried.

"Pfft, no!" Chris said, shaking his head. "I mean... he's pretty thick and
I can manage that but getting all of him in me... that doesn't happen
often!"

"Fuck me," Blane muttered as he shook his head. "This freaking school..."
he chuckled. "Okay Mr pro-bottom, how d'you like it then? Position of
choice?" he asked playfully as he also undressed, stroking some lube onto
his thickening tool.

"Actually, I think I'd rather do it however YOU like!" Chris blushed a
little, casually pawing at his own, much smaller erection.

"I dunno," Blane frowned a little. "I usually..." he paused, unsure how
much to share. He smirked a little at the realisation that he was about to
unflinchingly have sex with his little brother but held back at the thought
of sharing intimate details. He sighed as he shook his head and said, "I
usually treat guys pretty... I dunno, I wanna say rough, but not in a,
like, violent way. More just that I... ugh, why is this so hard?"

"You're a dom!" Chris said bluntly. "I've already figured that much out,
and I've learned a bit about them from, like, Nicky and Brian and
Kinkswood. So, I reckon you mean you belittle and degrade your subs,
right?"

"Oh, check out my lil bro and his massive vocabulary!" Blane smirked
proudly.

"At least something's massive," Chris joked, waggling his erection and
getting a snort of laughter from Blane.

"Well yeah, that's kinda what I do, and I don't really wanna do that with
you. I'm not your dom!" Blane said with a slight head bob.

"Just do what feels good then," Chris smiled. He moved closer and put his
arms around his brother, then leaned in to nibble at his neck for a
moment. "I trust you!" he added softly.

Blane smiled back and placed his hands on Chris' hips. "I think I like you
like this," he said quietly. As Blane sat back, Chris kept his arms around
him, getting pulled onto his lap. Blane reached down to help manoeuvre his
dick to Chris' hole. "There, now you can take as much or as little as you
like," he explained, then gave him a brief kiss.

"Mmmokay," Chris hummed happily, lowering himself a little. As he felt the
head of his big brother's dick enter him, he let out a gentle whimper of
pleasure, staring contentedly into his eyes. "Ah yeah," he said happily as
he slid down a little further. He clenched for a moment, grinning at
Blane's slight shudder, then pulled back up.

The two remained sitting together with Chris riding the large dick for
several minutes, alternating between gentle, casual kisses and decreasingly
awkward smiles. Soon enough, and strangeness between them had melted away
and all that was left was the intense intimacy and closeness.

Eventually, Blane started thrusting his hips up into the boy, adding a
little more ferocity to the fucking. Chris had no objections, happily
leaning in to rest his head on Blane's shoulder, a hand making his way
between their bodies to squeeze at his own throbbing boner.

"Ugh, Chris I'm getting kinda..." Blane started, but stopped as he felt
warm wetness sandwiched between their bodies. He pulled back and looked
down just in time to see the final few spurts of Chris' ejaculation, the
boy grinning red-faced at him. He chuckled and shook his head, then gave a
few more hard thrusts.

Right before he was ready to cum, he swung Chris round to lay him on the
bed, then pulled out and shot a sizeable load over the boy's cum-smeared
stomach and still-hard dick. As he shook off the final few drops and stood
up, catching his breath he looked down at his younger sibling. "I love you,
Chris," he said softly.

Chris smiled back serenely as he reached out a hand. As Blane took hold of
it, he replied quietly, "Love you too!"

*****

Nicky was nervous as he entered the locker room after basketball
practice... but to be fair, Nicky was always nervous entering the locker
room. For once, his trepidation was not related to the thought of
undressing and getting changed with other students around, but because his
reluctance to shower meant leaving Mikey unattended as he went off to the
shower room.

It was with somewhat substantial relief that the boys playing water polo
had just finished too and he spotted Josh approaching. He didn't even need
to arrange anything, Josh casually suggested to Mikey that he should wait
so they could head to the shower room together. Nicky happily watched them
wander off together.

"Oh, so you CAN leave his side," Josh smirked as they headed into the
shower room.

Mikey smirked and nodded. "Pfft, you're just jealous," Mikey said
dismissively.

The large shower room was so different than it had been at the start of the
year. The room that had once been filled with separate cubicles was now a
huge open area. There were two central walls in the middle of the room that
split it into three areas, with each part lined with twenty shower heads.

The areas to the left and right tended to fill up quickly, being slightly
more away from the direct view of anyone going in and out of the large
room, but Josh and Mikey casually strolled to the quieter middle section,
neither particularly self-conscious about being seen or intending to do
anything in need of concealment.

"I'm not jealous," Josh smirked. "I don't think I could handle being around
the same guy, like, twenty-four hours a day."

Mikey shrugged as he turned on one of the shower heads and hung his towel
on the hook on the wall. "It's kinda nice. I don't like being on my own!"

Josh nodded thoughtfully as he started up his shower too. "Huh, I thought
maybe you might be getting a bit annoyed about it," he said casually.

"Not really," Mikey shrugged.

"Maybe getting a bit wound up or... ya know, angry that he won't give you
space!" Josh goaded.

Mikey scowled. "What are you doing?" he demanded angrily.

"Ooh, you getting annoyed?" Josh asked gleefully.

Mikey really could feel his annoyance growing, but he knew what Josh was
doing and refused to let it work. "No," he said calmly. "I'm fine."

"How about if I took the piss outta your ginger pubes?" Josh asked,
glancing down to Mikey's flaccid dick. "All twelve of them!" he added with
a smirk.

Mikey shrugged. "Least I have some, baldy!" Mikey said back, sniggering at
Josh's small, hairless penis.

"Yeah, well..." Josh tried to argue, but just reached out instead and
tweaked Mikey's nipple sharply.

"Oy!" Mikey yelped, taking a step back. "Stop it!" he snapped.

"Make me!" Josh replied, eyes flashing with mischief.

Mikey shook his head. "I mean stop trying to piss me off. I know what
you're doing!" he said firmly. "We've been over this. I don't wanna fight
you anymore!"

"Ah come on," Josh whined. "You scared I'm gonna kick your arse again?"

"Yeah, I think it was the other way round and... anyway..." Mikey replied,
looking a little withdrawn, "I don't... you know I don't like being... that
guy!"

"But I like that guy. He's fun!" Josh grinned.

"Josh... please..." Mikey pleaded, looking distressed.

Josh suddenly looked sheepish as he nodded and said softly, "Sorry,
just... carried away!"

Mikey nodded and the two continued showering in silence.

*****

Nicky gave Mr Trent a sheepish smile as the door opened. "Sorry I'm late,"
he immediately apologised. "I had to..." he paused, "Well, I just got
delayed," he said cryptically. What else could he say? `I had to escort one
of my boyfriends to cooking club to make sure he would not be free to go
and assault the boy who I THOUGHT used to bully me'? He had a fairly honest
relationship with the teacher, but not quite that honest!

"No problem, come on in," Mr Trent said, standing aside. "Bathroom's all
yours. Come have a chat with me when you're done, okay?"

"Yes sir," Nicky said with a polite nod.

He made his way into the teacher's bathroom. He had been using it for
months now, but it was only more recently he had been doing so with
permission. It was actually taking some getting used to. For the first
couple of months, he had rushed in, listened nervously for the slightest
noise and snuck his way out desperate not to be noticed by anyone in the
hallway outside. Now though, he was able to shower calmly.

Once he finished and turned the shower off, towelling himself down as he
stepped out of the cubicle, he moved over to the basin and glanced at the
mirror above it. It was completely misted over from the shower's steam. He
could just about make out the vague shape of himself through the obscured
reflection. He raised his hand to wipe it but paused. Shaking his head
gently, he lowered his hand and turned away as he finished drying off.

Once he was re-dressed, he left his dirty clothes and shower gear by the
door and wandered through to the apartment's living area where Mr Trent was
sitting at his desk tapping away on his laptop. Nicky gently cleared his
throat as he walked in. "Everything... okay sir?" he asked nervously.

"Oh, yeah, of course," Mr Trent nodded, gesturing for him to take his usual
seat on the sofa as he moved to the armchair opposite. "I just wanted to
check in with you. I know you've had a few meetings with Dr Arkwright."

"Oh, erm... yeah," Nicky nodded. He had started out talking about his
issues with Mr Trent, but he had referred to the boy to Dr Arkwright after
it became obvious the problems ran deeper than he could handle himself.

"Don't worry, I'm not asking you to tell me what you've been talking about,
that's between you and the doc, this is just a general chat to see how
you're feeling," the teacher explained.

Nicky nodded thoughtfully for a moment. His meetings with the school's
physician/psychologist had been tough. Enlightening for sure, but also very
tough. He gave a weak smile and said honestly, "It's... harder than I
thought it'd be!"

Mr Trent just nodded silently.

"We didn't even talk about Matthew until our second session," Nicky
explained, "And Dr Arkwright's been great about letting me take things at
my own pace. I guess it's kinda... too soon to know if it's helping, but I
think... it will... eventually!"

"Good," Mr Trent nodded. "And you know I'm still here any time you just
want a chat as well," he offered sincerely.

"I might do that, sir," Nicky replied, then frowned a little as he
corrected himself to, "Levi... do I still get to call you that?"

Mr Trent chuckled and nodded. "In here, yeah," he confirmed cheerfully.

"Good," Nicky smiled back, but it quickly dropped as his shoulders slumped
a little. "It's really tiring," he admitted. As he got a gentle nod in
response, he sighed and continued, "I know it's just talking, but... I
dunno, it's like the deeper we get into it, the more I realise how much
of... well... me, is just... kinda screwy because of... what I lost. It's
kinda like I'm being broken into little pieces so I can be put back
together properly and it's... exhausting!"

"Have you... told Dr Arkwright that?" Mr Trent asked cautiously.

"Oh, yeah, definitely!" Nicky nodded emphatically. "He likes it when I give
it to him straight," Nicky smiled. "So I'm kind of... as open with him as I
am with you!"

"That's good," Mr Trent said with a gentle head bob. "And how about your
friends?" he asked, cocking his head slightly.

Nicky's smile vanished again. "Yeah, not so much with them," he
admitted. "I've just... got some other stuff going on and I need to focus
on that for now," he said, determined not to say anymore and potentially
get Mikey in trouble.

"Do you, though?" Mr Trent asked bluntly. As Nicky gave him a curious look,
he asked, "Do you need to focus on that, or is it maybe time to... focus on
you?" Nicky remained silent so he continued, "I mean, you're dealing with a
lot. If you stretch yourself too thin, eventually you're gonna break and
then all this hard work you've done is for nothing!"

Nicky nodded slowly as he contemplated the teacher's words.

*****

"I don't get why you still come to swim practice if you're not cleared to
take part yet," Kyle said, shaking his head as he leaned on the low wall
surrounding the spectators seating.

Danny shrugged. "Just don't wanna get out of the habit of coming... or feel
left out or anything," he explained casually.

"Ha," Adrian scoffed. "You mean you don't wanna miss the chance to watch a
buncha guys running round nearly naked!"

Danny smirked. "Well... kinda that too, yeah," he agreed with another
shrug.

"This is so weird," Kyle said, looking round. "Whole load of nearly naked
guys and Danny fully dressed. It's like we're in bizarro world or
something!"

"Ha, yes!" Adrian cackled.

"Excuse me. I'll have you know I haven't been seen naked by the entire
school in months!" Danny said, smirking a little.

"Yeah, not since showing up naked on stage with three guys cumming on your
face at the SCIPS party," Kyle said straight-faced, but quickly burst into
a laugh.

Adrian sniggered too. "I'm sure you'll make up for it in year nine!" he
joked. "I know we've definitely got plans for ya!"

The wicked laugh the other two boys shared made Danny nervous... if a
little excited. "I miss the days when you were all frigid!" he grumbled to
Adrian.

"I wasn't frigid I just... I dunno... I kinda had it in my head that sex
should be just between, like, a couple!" Adrian explained. "Just took me
some time to... I dunno... unlearn what's normal!"

"Well, I'm glad you did!" Kyle beamed cheerfully, leaning over to rest his
head on Adrian's shoulder playfully.

Danny eyed the two boys suspiciously and shook his head. He had almost
asked them why they weren't a couple yet, but all he could think of was
Year 7, when everyone had asked him and Chris that same question at every
opportunity. It had been more than a little annoying, especially when they
fell out and people asked if they'd `broken up'. Kingswood was a wonderful
place, but it truly ran on gossip!

"Alright ladies," Joseph said with a smirk as he approached the three boys,
dripping with water having just emerged from the pool.

"Hey," Danny replied. As the other two boys laughed at him for responding
to the greeting, he shrugged and said, "What? Lady isn't an insult!"

"Good point," Kyle nodded, getting a thoughtful nod from Adrian.

"What you lot up to?" Joseph asked as he leaned on the wall beside the
other two.

"Just talking about Adrian going from frigid bitch to total whore!" Kyle
teased, getting a sharp jab to the ribs from the other boy.

"Probably Danny's influence!" Joseph sniggered.

"Whore isn't an insult either," Danny frowned. "And besides, I was just
saying I haven't done anything... like that in ages!"

"Yeah, only cos you do it with Brian and he's more careful than you are,"
Joseph said frankly. "You know they fucked on the high dive a few weeks
back, don't you?"

Kyle and Adrian both looked over in the direction of the door to the diving
pool, then to each other and finally to Danny. "Seriously?" they both asked
together.

Danny scowled at Joseph who was laughing quietly to himself. "Yeah, we
did," he said, shaking his head.

"Fuck," Adrian muttered.

Kyle smiled. "I know that look, he's got new roleplay ideas!"

"Mm-huh," Adrian nodded with a huge grin.

"Hey, nobody's in the diving pool at the moment," Joseph said coyly.

Adrian frowned and shook his head. "Nah, my ideas require... preparation!"

Kyle rolled his eyes. "I swear, if there's an actual script again..."

"You guys are too cute," Joseph sniggered. His eyes wandered to Danny and
lingered there for a moment.

"No!" Danny snapped.

"No what?" Kyle asked curiously.

"Him!" Danny said, pointing to his mentor. "I know that look. That's his
`I've got a dare' look!"

"Ooh, dish it!" Adrian demanded excitedly.

"Danny, I dare you..." Joseph started.

"No!" Danny pouted, folding his arms.

Joseph ignored the objection and continued, "... to go wank and cum off the
high dive!"

"Ooooooh!" Kyle and Adrian chorused.

"And..." Joseph added, eyes twinkling deviously, "You have to leave your
clothes here!"

Adrian gasped as Kyle gave Joseph an amused high five.

"I hate you so much!" Danny complained as he shook his head, though he was
already undressing.

"What, so he's... just gonna do it? Just cos you dared him?" Adrian asked,
wide-eyed. "Will he do that for anyone?"

"Nah, I'm special!" Joseph giggled. He felt a sudden warm sensation in his
stomach. He really was special. Danny was adventurous with everyone, and
usually happy to go along with whatever he was asked, but the only one he
would unflinchingly obey was Joseph when he gave a dare. While his focus
had been on his new boyfriend recently, it was still nice to know he and
Danny still shared that relationship.

Despite his objections, Danny loved that he had been given the dare. As
much as he had played along with Kyle and Adrian's joke that he was there
to see guys in speedos, he really was just missing being included in
activities. Thankfully, he was hopefully just weeks away from being signed
off to return to them for Year 9, but this was a good opportunity to feel
more `normal' again before that.

"No way he's getting from here to there without being seen," Adrian
reasoned, glancing over at the doors to the diving pool.

"Who says I'm going that way?" Danny asked with a smirk as the last of his
clothes were added to the pile. He stood completely and shamelessly naked,
his slender frame showing the bulge of his developing musculature that was
rapidly returning as he continued his recovery. His dick hung soft, though
maybe chubbed a little from the imminent risk, topped with its tiny patch
of dark blonde hair. He gestured to the exit to the hallway and said, "I'm
going that way!" He pointed over to the other doors as he added, "But you
might wanna get over there if you wanna see the show! See ya soon!" With
that, he turned and rushed to the doors, peering out briefly before running
out.

Joseph, Adrian and Kyle looked at each other for a moment before Kyle
asked, "We're hiding his clothes, right?"

"Oh, totally," Joseph sniggered. "I'll do that. You guys go and watch!" he
instructed before moving through the small gate into the spectator area as
the two boys scurried away.

A few moments later, standing at the large glass doors through from the
swimming pool to the diving pool, the two boys spotted Danny appear. Joseph
joined them and all three watched as the naked boy waved their way and
grinned broadly. He turned away and headed for the ladder to the high dive.

"Fuck," Kyle muttered, squirming a little. "I can't believe he's doing
this!" he said, but as he got a chuckle from the others, he frowned and
said, "Wait, it's Danny, I can totally believe it!" Kyle fidgeted a little
more.

As Adrian looked at the other boy, he realised what the issue was... an
increasingly obvious erection – a problem he was about to share as they
watched their naked friend climb.

"Wow, he's really going for the top one!" Joseph said in admiration.

Adrian glanced around the pool area. There were groups of students all over
the place, so their gathering didn't seem too out of place. He did manage
to catch the eye of Danny's dormmates though. As subtly as he could, he
gestured for them to come over.

Chris, James and David all swam across the pool and climbed out near the
others as Chris asked, "Whassup?"

"That!" Kyle sniggered as he pointed through the door to where Danny was
now standing on the high dive, wanking casually.

"Oh my god!" David declared. "That's so high!"

"THAT'S your first thought?" Adrian asked with a smirk.

David shrugged. "Danny wanks all the time, so that's normal. Being on the
high dive is the unusual part, so yeah!" he reasoned.

"He's got a point," Kyle grinned.

"Is there a reason?" James asked, shaking his head. "Or is it
just... because it's Danny?"

"Bit of both," Joseph giggled. "Just a dare, that's all!"

"Damn, I could do with a dare like that," Chris growled, shamelessly pawing
at his cock.

James frowned. "Danny's on something that he could fall off of and cause a
bunch of drama. D'ya really think that's the best idea?"

The others all looked at each other in dismay. It was Chris who broke the
awkwardness as he declared, "We're done with drama this year. It's not til
year nine we gotta start being careful again!"

"Ha," Adrian laughed. "Oh wait, is he..." he started.

Danny gave the group a sudden thumbs-up, seemingly indicating he was nearly
done. Though it was hard to see the actual spunk, it was pretty clear from
the moans they heard as they opened the door a crack that Danny was
cumming.

"You know, that's very unsanitary!" James pouted as they watched him
ejaculate. Despite the seriousness of it, it just caused them all to burst
into laughter.

"Something going on over there?" Mr Beecham called out as he heard them.

The boys all turned, looking thoroughly conspicuous in their poor attempts
to look inconspicuous. "No sir, just discussing pool hygiene!" Chris called
back, getting another laugh.

As they looked round, they saw Danny take a step back, then run forward and
jump off. He landed feet first with a relatively small splash then swam
over to the edge and climbed out.

By the time he had scurried out and back down the hallway, the other boys
had gathered once again near the spectator stand, most of them trying not
to snigger at what they knew was coming. As soon as Danny reached them, he
looked round and then scowled at Joseph as he demanded, "Give them back!"

"Give what back?" Joseph asked with a grin as the others all laughed.

"You know what!" Danny said, suddenly covering up.

"No idea what you're talking about," Joseph shrugged. He looked the other
way and said exaggeratedly, "Oh, what was that Mr Beecham? We all need to
move away and stop talking to the spectators. Okay sir!"

"Joseph, don't you dare," Danny growled.

"Sorry Danny, you heard him, we gotta go!" Adrian said with a huge grin.

"I fucking hate you all," Danny growled.

David lingered back slightly as the others walked away. He didn't say a
word but caught Danny's eye then glanced quickly to the back of the
stand. Danny understood immediately and flashed the other boy a thankful
smile as he headed to where his clothes were hidden.

Swim practice finished shortly after the prank and the boys all hurried
through into the locker room, eager to get back to the Home Building for
dinner. As Joseph emerged, flanked by a couple of other Year 11 boys he
spotted a fully dressed Danny waiting for him.

"Aww, you found `em then," Joseph pouted.

"You're a dick," Danny said, though the smile spread across his face
lessened the impact of the aggressive greeting.

"You stayed back just to tell me that, did you?" Joseph asked with an
amused head bob. "I'm honoured."

"Actually," Danny said, almost reconsidering what he was about to do. "I
wanted to check that you're okay," he said softly. As Joseph looked at him,
mildly confused he added, "Because of the news about Jazz taking the vacant
spot next year. I know you were hoping Ian was gonna get it!"

"Aww, that's so sweet," Joseph said, giving the boy a brief hug. "I'm
fine. It was long distance when we started it, so I'm still okay with
that. Besides, only one of the spaces has been filled anyway!"

Danny's brow furrowed heavily as they started walking. "I keep hearing
that, but nobody else in the Year's leaving, so it can't be right!"

Joseph shrugged. "All I know is that Ian's application still shows as
pending online. Maybe someone's leaving and they're just... keeping it
quiet. Fuck knows you year eights love your dramatic little secrets!"

Danny chuckled as he replied, "I'd be offended if that weren't so true!"

*****

The end of term was only twelve days away. The end of the year too! As
Danny lay in bed, Chris nestled at his side, he couldn't help thinking
about just how much had changed in such a brief time. The same time last
year, he had been totally confused about what, if anything, was happening
with Brian and now he was less than a week away from their one-year
anniversary. An entire year, although admittedly he had missed a good chunk
of it thanks to his injury.

The boy at his side triggered just as many amused thoughts. Chris had been
single that time last year too, still bouncing back from his spectacular
break-up with Kyle. For the briefest of moments, Danny had wondered if the
two of them might actually get together, though he had also considered the
possibility of a four-way relationship with Nicky and Mikey involved
too. The fact the other three had gotten together had not surprised him in
the least. Had it not been for his almost-euphoric happiness with Brian, he
might have felt a touch of jealousy over it.

Across the dorm, Rob lay sound asleep. He had ended Year 7 excited over
being asked out by Alex, yet here he was now, dating Alex's dormmate and
(probably) adding Jazz into the mix when he joined them in Year 9. To Rob's
side was Josh, the boy who had undoubtedly had the hardest time in Year 7,
now happy in his new life, with his new family, living happily carefree
every day now. It was a wonderful thing to behold, especially for Danny who
knew the most about the horrors he had endured previously.

Above Rob and Josh was James and David, `the sensible ones' as they often
got called, the two beacons of intellectualism and rationality. They seemed
to have changed the least, though Danny had definitely noticed some sort of
change in James. Knowing the dorm as well as he did, he easily picked up on
the things going on around him, and while he didn't know WHAT had gone on
with James, he was undoubtedly less burdened than he had been in Year
7. David had continued in his role as little brother to the dorm, though
that meant all of his `big brothers' had picked up on the same blindingly
obvious thing... his attraction to James. Best friend, turned bromance,
turned unrequited love. It was sweet to see and though nobody really spoke
about it, most of them lived in quiet hopes of him voicing his feelings and
seeing how James would respond.

Danny let out a hearty sigh as he thought about his own journey. Falling in
love with Brian... falling in a hole with Chris... fighting his way back
from paralysis and back to his friends at Kingswood. It had been a year of
the highest highs and the lowest lows, but he felt so utterly content as he
lay there with his best friend at his side that he struggled to think of
anything he would change.

"Wow, big sigh," Chris whispered.

"Did I wake you?" Danny whispered back.

"No," Chris said softly. "I couldn't sleep," he explained. Getting a slight
nudge from the other boy, he shuffled up a little, bringing their heads
level as they rolled onto their sides to face each other. "What's with the
sigh?" he asked.

"Oh, it was a happy one," Danny said with a smile. "Was just
kinda... thinking about this year, that's all."

"Really? Happy? This year?" Chris asked incredulously.

Danny smirked. "Yeah, I know, some horrible stuff, but overall... I'm
happy!"

"Hnnh," Chris hummed, thinking for a moment before he nodded and said,
"Yeah I guess... me too!"

"Although it's weird. Next year's the last year the eight of us are gonna
be sharing a dorm!" Danny mused.

Chris tensed a little, just holding back a slight whimper.

"What?" Danny immediately questioned.

"What what?" Chris asked, playing dumb.

"You... reacted!" Danny said suspiciously. "When I mentioned next year!"

"I didn't say anything," Chris defended himself.

"You didn't need to," Danny insisted. "I know you too well. What is it?"

"I can't say," Chris said, barely audible.

"Come on, we're not meant to have secrets from each other anymore," Danny
reminded him.

"It's not my secret," Chris said, hoping to find a way around their
agreement.

"Then that makes me wanna hear it even more!" Danny insisted. "C'mon
Chris. Please. It's been SUCH a hard year with... the accident and nearly
dying and... and it's been so hard..." he said, putting his best pathetic
voice.

"Ugh, you suck!" Chris grumbled. "And you don't get to use that whole
`nearly dying' thing to guilt me again for, like, at least a year!"

"Deal!" Danny grinned. "Now dish it!"

Chris raised his head to look round the dorm. It seemed everyone else was
still asleep, but he was still cautious of what he was about to share. He
reached back and grabbed his phone, then pulled the covers up over his and
Danny's heads, then started typing a message.

[James is leaving the dorm!!!!] Chris typed.

Danny snatched the phone as he read it, reading the message a few times to
make sure he had read it correctly then stared at Chris, their faces
illuminated by the phone screen. [WTF] he typed and shoved the phone back
into Chris' grasp.

[When we move up to Year 9, he's skipping ahead to Year 11!] Chris
explained.

[OMG I knew he was smart but thats crazy] Danny typed back, then quickly
added, [wait y does nobody no?]

After going back and correcting Danny's spelling, Chris wrote, [He doesn't
want to tell anyone cos he doesn't want to make a big fuss! I keep telling
him he has to tell everyone but he keeps putting it off!]

[Fuck David] Danny replied.

[Well that's mean, what did David ever do to you?] Chris typed with a
knowing smirk.

Danny snatched the phone moodily and typed, [I meant... Fuck!!! David!!!]

[And this is why punctuation matters!] Chris insisted, getting a kick from
Danny as he sniggered to himself. His smile dropped as he typed, [Yeah,
losing his best mate is gonna be tough!]

[More than that!!!!!!!!!!] Danny smirked at Chris as he added the
exclamation marks. [He was meant to be his future boyfriend. David loves
him!]

[WHAT? How do you know?] Chris demanded.

[How do u NOT no?] Danny replied, shaking his head. [I thought everyone
knew. He's gonna be devustayted]

[I know. It's been killing me not being able to tell him!] Chris pouted.

[Hold up. This means we get a new dormmate next year. OMFG! It could be
Ian!!!!!] Danny typed excitedly. Joseph could still get his happy ending!
He frowned a moment as he added on, [Oh, wait, that'd mean I'd be sharing
with my mentor's boyfriend. That's kinda weird, right?]

Chris stared at Danny for a second. As he got a blank stare back, he typed,
[Take a minute. You'll catch on!]

Danny was still confused... until he remembered that Chris was already
sharing with his mentor's boyfriend. He blushed a little and replied,
[Oopsy, my mistake!]

[And here I was thinking I was the looks and you were the brains!] Chris
teased.

[You've definitely got the looks ;) ] Danny replied, then reached down and
grabbed at Chris' butt playfully.

Chris sniggered and tossed the phone aside as he reached across and
returned the gesture. "Ugh, your butt..." he whispered.

"Yeah, I may have gotten Blane to throw a few extra butt exercises in with
my physio," Danny giggled.

"He fucked me today!" Chris whispered.

"Yeah, me too," Danny replied. "This morning's workout was brutal!"

"No... Danny... I mean... literally!" Chris replied nervously.

Danny let out a noise that defied human language. Taking a moment to
compose himself he asked, "Was it... like... good?"

"Yeah," Chris replied, smiling. "It's like a lot of the stuff we've
done. It's hot and it's fun but I'm not, like... wanting to do it all the
time!"

"Kinda like with me then!" Danny said, more bluntly than intended. "I
mean... we did it on your birthday and a few times at Easter, but we didn't
exactly make it a regular thing, did we?"

"Huh, I guess not," Chris replied thoughtfully. "I'm still open to it
though, just so ya know!"

Danny chuckled. "Yeah, me too!"

"Erm... are you... open to doing it... the other way round, too?" Chris
asked hopefully.

"What, like... you fuck me?" Danny asked, gulping slightly.

"Mmm-huh," Chris hummed. "I like topping, but Nicky rarely lets me do it to
Mikey and Blane wouldn't let me either."

"You wanted to fuck Blane?" Danny asked. "Gimme a second to enjoy that
image!" he smirked. Chris lay in amused silence for a few moments before
Danny added, "But... yeah... I'm okay with... erm... that!"

"Now?" Chris asked, giving Danny's butt cheek a playful squeeze.

"Sure," Danny replied. "Here, or you wanna go somewhere else?"

"Well the high dive's pretty far," Chris joked, getting a playful nudge in
response.

"Shut up," Danny giggled as he rolled back and retrieved some lube before
getting back under the covers with Chris. After fingering his own hole for
a few seconds to slick it up, he squeezed more gel into his hand then
reached down to take hold of Chris' dick, slathering it.

"Ugh, yeah," Chris moaned dreamily.

Danny flipped over to face away from Chris, then pushed his butt back a
little, reaching down to pull his buttocks apart.

Chris shuffled forward until the head of his dick found the cleft of
Danny's bubble butt. He let it slide up and down the crack for a few
moments before he reached down and took hold, guiding it into his best
friend's hole. They let out a synchronised moan as Chris slowly pushed
inside him.

Panting from sheer exhilaration, Chris pushed one arm beneath Danny and
lopped the other over him, hugging him tightly from behind as he pulled
their bodies together, his dick sliding the rest of the way in.

Danny's hands clamped tightly onto Chris' forearms as they wrapped around
him, his head pressing back against the other boy's shoulder. He gave a
happy groan as Chris began fucking him rapidly with short sharp thrusts,
clearly not wanting any longer movements so they could stay pressed tightly
together.

"Fuck, Danny, your butt is perfection," Chris moaned dreamily as he
continued his rapid slams. He gently nibbled at Danny's shoulder while his
arms remained tightly clamped around him.

"Oh fuck," Danny whimpered. It was an amazing fuck anyway, but the fact it
was with his best friend in the entire world just made it all the more
incredible. He couldn't help thinking about Brian fucking Joseph a couple
of weeks earlier. He had seen how amazing it had been for them. A tiny part
of him had felt a twinge of jealousy as he had watched it, seeing two of
the most important people in his life so into each other, but now it made
sense. If Joseph and Brian felt even a fraction of what he felt for Chris
in that moment, he totally got it! "You can cum in me," Danny whispered
breathily.

"I'm about to!" Chris replied. He gave a few more thrusts then stopped, his
dick fully inside Danny as it throbbed and pulsed its way through a
euphoric orgasm.

The two boys lay in content silence as they caught their collective
breath. Chris' softened dick was still inside Danny, and his arms wrapped
around him, as they both drifted off to sleep.


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For my other stories, please see links below:



The Kingswood Saga
------------------

Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/

Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/

The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-eight/

A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/a-very-kingswood-easter/


The Benny Saga (in reading order)
--------------

Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/

The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/

Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/


Other Series
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Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/

Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/

Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/


One-shots
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The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction

Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure

Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master

Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake

And Then It Got Worse – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse

Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity