Date: Fri, 17 Jul 2015 22:59:44 +0100
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Dangers of Desire - Chapter 22

Continuity Advice – Just to save you checking, chapter 21 took place on
Tuesday 19th March 2015


The Dangers of Desire

Chapter 22

by Matt


Saturday 18th April 2015


Josh stood on the sidelines of the pitch, cheering along with everyone else
as Sam scored a goal. With only a few minutes left, it was likely to be the
winning goal too so the energy in the crowd was extremely high.

Josh felt his cock twitch a little too. Sam may not have been his master
any more, but the feelings still lingered. After Josh had resumed his
relationship, there had been a brief trial period allowing him to continue
serving the boy, but it had proven too difficult and as such it had been
brought to an end.

By the time Josh was released from his chastity cage, it had been on for
almost a month. As a final farewell, Sam had been allowed to issue a final
order that would result in Josh's first post-chastity orgasm. The boy had
certainly gone all out with it. Josh had been sent to a popular gay
cruising area, ordered to climb on the roof of his car naked and ride a
large dildo until he had gathered a sufficient audience of spectators. Only
then was he allowed to start stroking his cock.

Josh had virtually screamed the place down when he shot, the relief of
finally being able to cum properly was just so intense. The cum shot had
been somewhat extreme too – over a dozen massive ropes of thick jizz had
coated his car earning him a round of applause from his audience. The
thrill of finally being able to touch himself along with the humiliation of
being watched by so many men spurred Josh on to continue stroking, soon
adding a second load to the first.

When Josh returned to Sam and told him all of the details, the boy had
particularly enjoyed hearing about the second, unplanned ejaculation. The
thrill of it soon died down though as they both realised that they had
reached the end of their relationship.

"Thank you." Josh had said to the boy. "I know it caused us a few issues,
but I don't regret serving you. I had so much fun and you know what, you're
really good at it too! I'm gonna miss you... master!" And that had been the
end of it, but at least it had ended well. Sam and Josh remained friends
and Josh was satisfied that he had, for probably the first time in years,
put his boyfriend's needs ahead of his desires to sub!

Josh pushed the sexual thoughts of Sam aside as he continued watching the
game, but found them resurfacing as the boy ran down the pitch in
celebration of the goal, flashing Josh a cheeky grin and winking. Josh
shook his head back, then smiled as he saw Corey running not far behind the
other boy.

Josh hadn't realised how much he missed Corey's Saturday morning football
matches until he started coming back. The best part by far was seeing Corey
so happy. He loved playing the game and seemed to enjoy it even more with
his big brother to show off for. Today had him showing off even more though
as for once he had both of his big brothers watching.

Nick was stood at Josh's side and to Nick's other side was Greg. The two
teens were holding hands. They had come clean about their relationship
shortly after Warren had found out, figuring that if so many of their
friends already knew, there was really no point hiding it from everyone
else. Pippa and George had spoken to them about it very seriously. Their
main concern had been Greg's welfare. He was living under their roof
because he needed a safe home and they were worried that being in a sexual
relationship with someone in the house may have been potentially
harmful. After a lot of talking and the creation of a very strict set of
ground rules, the concerned parents had reluctantly agreed to let it
continue.

"Stop drooling!" Nick said, nudging his brother as he saw him eyeing Sam
lustily.

"Hey, I'm still allowed to look, ya know!" Josh grinned, nudging him back.

"Does he still miss domming?" Josh asked, leaning forward to look at Greg.

Greg shrugged. "Well he doesn't talk about it much, but he..." Greg paused,
intentionally to tease him. Greg had quickly grown close to Josh after the
reconciliation and now the younger boy was as close to him as he was to
Corey. That inevitably meant that he had also become comfortable with
playfully teasing the young man "Nah, I probably shouldn't say." Greg
grinned devilishly.

"You really should!" Josh insisted, eyes widening.

Greg and Nick exchanged playful smiles before Greg continued. "Well... I
think he's got himself another sub."

"What? Seriously?" Josh asked, looking a strange mix of intrigued and
disappointed.

Greg nodded, completely straight-faced. "Although I don't think this one's
quite as willing as you were, Josh!"

"Who is it?" Josh demanded.

"No idea, it's a mystery!" Greg replied honestly.

Nick groaned. "Oh for fuck's sake, not again!" he said frustratedly,
getting a laugh from the other two.

Before any of them could say anything else, the final whistle blew and a
cheer erupted from the supporters of Sam and Corey's team, backed up by a
mix of boos and polite clapping from the supporters of the opposition.

Corey ran over to his brothers and said happily, "We won!"

"Really? We never noticed!" Nick said back sarcastically.

Corey shot Nick a disgruntled look then said, "I'm gonna go and get changed
then we can head off to the cinema." He looked from Greg, to Josh and
added, "You guys sure you don't wanna come?"

"Nah, not my sorta film." Josh said, giving Corey a sly wink.

"Yeah, same here." Greg agreed, suppressing a smile.

"Just us then." Corey said to Nick with a shrug. "Be right back." He ran
off towards the changing rooms.

*****

"Guess who!" Dale said, covering Liam's eyes from behind.

Liam folded his arms. "Dale, it's a gym, every fucking wall is covered in
mirrors. D'you really think you can sneak up on someone?"

Dale dropped his hands and stepped round to Liam's side. "You're no fun."
Dale said, faking annoyance. Ever since they had split up, Dale had been
going out of his way to be nice to Liam. After giving it some thought, he
quickly realised he had been unfairly harsh on his friend. Liam may have
taken a couple of days to do it, but had told the truth. He had also been
the one to open up his home and let Dale stay there, so Dale definitely
felt like he owed him now.

"You okay then?" Liam asked. He was spotting Ryan and kept glancing down at
him. Ryan was focused on the bench pressing, but he managed to occasionally
shoot an unhappy glance at Dale.

"Yeah, not bad." Dale said happily. "You both okay?"

Liam nodded happily and smiled while Ryan just grunted.

"I'm done." Ryan said, dropping the weight back onto the stand. "I'll catch
up with ya later." He got up from the bench and headed to the opposite side
of the gym.

Liam and Ryan looked at each other and exchanged dejected looks. "Things
are still great with him then?"

Liam shook his head. "He's fucking impossible. He just... doesn't know what
he wants."

"That's gotta be frustrating." Dale said sympathetically.

They both looked at the weights and decided not to bother, instead heading
to the break area where they sat down side-by-side on a bench.

"It is. Actually, I suppose it's not that he doesn't know what he wants, he
knows what he wants, but he can't have it all." Liam explained. Dale just
looked confused so he elaborated. "Well he doesn't want me dating anyone,
but doesn't want to date me himself. He wants to have sex with me, but he
wants to be straight. He wants to be more than friends, but doesn't want to
be my boyfriend."

"Ah." Dale said, not really quite sure how else to react.

"Yeah." Liam said, raising his eyebrows and nodding. "Ah! It's fucking
impossible!"

Dale patted his friend on the back. "I can't believe he's still pissed at
me just for dating you!"

Liam smiled at Dale's comforting gesture and said, "I think he's more
pissed about how you ended it. I've told him we're cool now, and that
really it was my fault, but... don't worry about, it's just part of his
crazy jealousy thing."

"It's not, ya know..." Dale said quietly.

"What's not?" Liam asked, frowning.

"Your fault. Us splitting up." Dale said. "I've told you, you did the right
thing. All the crap... that's on James."

Liam just nodded. They had been over it before. While neither of them
regretted their brief time together, they both agreed that it should never
really have happened in the first place. It had simply been a case of both
being in the same place at the same time and giving in to base desires. It
was never a particularly good idea.

"Have you seen him?" Liam asked cautiously.

Dale smirked. "Not since I tried to beat the crap out of him!" He said. He
had never really been violent before, but even now, almost a month later,
Dale would happily have hit James again. So far Dale's year had been filled
with ups and downs, mostly caused by lies and deception, but most of it had
been for almost good reasons. He had come to accept that Josh and Warren's
deception had been borne of the genuine love the two shared and even Liam's
brief deception had been because he cared about Dale, but James was
different. His lies had been completely selfish, vindictive
even. Regardless of his feelings for Josh, keeping two people apart to sate
his own desires, especially considering one was his best friend, that was
unforgivable as far as Dale was concerned.

"Yeah, me neither." Liam said. He looked across the gym and saw Ryan still
staring at him and Dale. With a sigh, he said, "Ugh, looks like I'm in for
another fun day! What you got planned after this?"

Dale smiled, his angry thoughts about James quickly fading away. "It's
Nick's birthday on Tuesday so we're throwing a surprise party for him
tonight."

"Awesome." Liam grinned. "Let's just hope it goes a bit better than your
party!"

Dale shot him an angry glance.

"Too soon?" Liam asked with a nervous grin.

Dale's stare dropped into a smile as he started laughing.

*****

Warren sat breathing heavily. So far he had blown up more than fifty
balloons and still had more to do. Everyone was putting a lot of effort
into the party, possibly even too much! They felt like they had missed out
on both Warren and Corey's because of all the issues that had been going
on, so having the chance to actually celebrate Nick's birthday together was
a welcome return to normality for them all.

Warren was especially determined to make it a good day. Since clearing the
air with his ex-boyfriend, he had spent more and more time with him. The
friendship they had shared when they were together, the closeness Nick had
sought to keep after they separated, it had returned and Warren loved
it. While it occasionally hurt to not be with him romantically, and he
sometimes felt the occasional twinge of jealousy seeing Nick with Greg, he
loved Nick now as nothing more than an extremely good friend and brother.

He sat looking at the mass of balloons rolling around on the floor and
briefly considered giving up on the rest, but willed himself to go
on. Thankfully, before he started another one, he was disturbed by a knock
at the door. He stood, feeling momentarily dizzy from the excessive
balloon-blowing before heading over to the door.

As he opened it, he found someone standing there with arms full of more
decorations. "Is there someone under there?" Warren asked playfully.

"It's me, Callum." a voice called from behind the stuff he was carrying.

"Hey Cal." Warren said happily, grabbing half of the decorations.

"Hey." Callum said back happily as he was finally able to see.

Warren stepped aside and let the young man walk in. "Thanks for coming."
Warren said thankfully.

"No problem, you know I'm always happy to help." Callum replied with a
grin.

Greg had requested to meet Callum. He said that if Nick was going to be
sleeping with another guy, then he at least wanted to meet him. From there
it had been a natural progression to introduce him to the rest of their
circle of friends. He had fit in very quickly, much to Nick's relief,
seeming to get on particularly well with Warren. Nick occasionally worried
that his ex and his fuck buddy might actually be comparing notes on him,
but quickly dismissed it when he realised they simply seemed to share a lot
of common interests.

"Shame you can't stay for the whole thing." Warren said with a sigh. He had
quickly come to like the new addition to their group and had been looking
forward to spending more time with him.

"Yeah, I know. But it's a family thing, my Mum'd kill me if I didn't turn
up." Callum said back with a shrug. He looked round briefly. "Hey, are we
alone?" He asked.

Warren looked shocked and blushed a little. Since they had started spending
time together, he had occasionally caught the older teen looking at him. He
found the attention quite flattering but had never dared to question
it. Asking if they were alone... was he planning on taking it further than
just looking?

"Erm... yeah... why?" Warren replied nervously.

"It's about Nick." Callum said.

"Oh." Warren said, cursing himself for jumping to conclusions. "What about
him?" He asked as they headed for the lounge.

Callum threw the things he had been carrying down on a chair. The items in
Warren's arms were soon added to the pile.

"It's just... sorry, I hope this isn't too weird.... but when you were with
him, was he... dominant?" Callum asked shyly.

Warren sighed. "Towards the end, there were little hints of it, but we
kinda broke up before we could really explore it. Why?"

"You sure this isn't too weird?" Callum asked nervously as he sat down.

Warren smiled as he sat down beside the older teen. "Weird is kind of our
thing. We're pretty open. You can talk to me about anything."

Callum sighed. "Well when things... erm... got difficult.... with all of
you, he started getting a bit aggressive, but that turned into him just
being a dom, which was cool. It was pretty fun actually, but... he's been
taking it further and further and now it's...." He paused, already feeling
like he had overshared.

"It's okay." Warren said with a gentle nod.

Another sigh. "I enjoy a bit of pain, but... that seems to be all he's
about now. When we finish he just leaves while all I want is... a cuddle."
Callum blushed as he continued. " Or at least some kind of affection. I
enjoy letting him do stuff, but... I dunno... I guess I want more. I don't
mean from him, I know he's with Greg, but... urgh, you know what I mean."

"Yeah, I do." Warren smiled reassuringly. "But I think it's Nick you should
really be speaking to about it."

Callum sighed again. "I guess so. But thanks for listening." After a few
moments of awkward silence he looked round at the decorations and asked,
"So, what d'you want me on first?"

Warren looked at the balloons everywhere and then back to
Callum. "Balloons!" He said flatly. "Save me from the balloons!"

Callum laughed, grabbing a handful of uninflated balloons. The two teens
sat there blowing up more of them for several minutes until they were both
breathless. Callum stopped, grinned at Warren and said, "You know, this
isn't exactly the kind of blowing I imagined doing with you!"

Warren started laughing, almost inhaling a balloon. As he coughed it up, he
threw it at Callum and playfully said, "Fuck off." He raised another
balloon to his mouth.

As soon as Warren started inflating another one, Callum called out, "Yeah,
you blow it, WOOO!"

Warren laughed again. "Just fuck off." he chuckled. As he raised the
balloon again, he eyed Callum suspiciously and ended up laughing again
without the other boy even saying anything.

"Hey, you can't blame me that time!" Callum said innocently, raising his
hands.

"Yes I can!" Warren insisted. "You... looked at me."

Callum shrugged. "You don't usually mind me looking."

"I..." Warren started, blushing. "I don't know what you mean."

"Uh huh." Callum said with a sly grin. He raised a balloon and inflated it.

Warren took it as a signal to continue and did the same.

"Ooh, I love to watch you blow!" Callum teased.

Warren threw the balloon aside and jumped on Callum, wrestling him to the
ground. The two rolled around, sending balloons flying everywhere. Already
breathless from the balloons and laughter, they both quickly tired. They
ended up with Warren flat on his back, Callum pinning his arms on the
ground either side of his head as he lay on top of him.

As the laughing stopped, they stared at each other, their heavy breathing
synchronising. With each outward breath, Callum moved just a little lower
until his face was almost touching Warren's.

"Cal.... I can't." Warren whispered weakly.

"Why not?" Callum asked just as quietly.

Warren was trembling, his hands resting on Callum's hips. "You... you know
why."

"Come on, you know he wouldn't mind." Callum said with a sweet smile.

Warren whimpered as he closed his eyes, feeling Callum's breath on his
face. "I can't... risk it. It might screw things up again. I can't do that
to him."

"Are you sure?" Callum asked. He moved even closer, his lips virtually
touching Warren's.

"No." Warren gasped back.

Suddenly the, front door opened loudly. "Hey, we're back!" Josh called out.

"Josh!" Warren said, quickly pushing Callum away and jumping up.

As Warren appeared from the other side of the sofa, Josh frowned. "What you
doing down there?" he asked curiously.

Callum jumped up beside him. "We were blowing." he said devilishly.

Warren blushed, his eyes darting back and forth between Callum and
Josh. "Balloons!" he blurted. "Blowing up balloons!"

Josh gave them a suspicious look, then turned and headed to the kitchen,
carrying a large box and some bags. Greg came in shortly behind him,
carrying more bags.

"Hey guys." Greg said happily as he followed Josh, giving the
somewhat-flustered-looking Warren a strange look.

"You're such a dick!" Warren said to Callum as soon as the other two were
out of earshot.

"Really? Then why are you still thinking about kissing me?" Callum asked,
then smirked and dashed to the kitchen to see what Josh and Greg had
brought in, leaving Warren to just stand and stare.

*****

Pippa was sitting in the lounge watching TV when she heard the front door
open. As she looked round, she saw George pop his head out from the
kitchen.

"Hey boys." He said happily.

She heard Corey and Nick both greet their Dad before heading into the
lounge.

"Hey Mum." Nick said happily, copied moments after by Corey.

"Hiya, how was the movie?" she asked. She had to stifle a snigger as she
saw Corey roll his eyes. She knew the younger boy had only gone with Nick
to keep him out of the way while the others prepared for his birthday party
and that the movie was not exactly one he would have chosen normally.

"It was great." Nick said cheerfully as he flopped onto the sofa.

"Yeah, great." Corey added. The sarcasm was lost on Nick, but Pippa held
back a chuckle.

"Greg upstairs?" Nick asked, looking towards the door.

"No, he's out with Warren." Pippa answered honestly.

"Any idea where they are? I might go and join them." Nick said casually.

A look of panic, spread over Corey's face but he needn't have worried, his
Mum had it covered. "No you won't. You've got college work to do!" she
insisted.

"But it's not due for..." Nick started, but his Mum raised her hand,
cutting him off.

"I don't care. We made an agreement. You and Greg could date, but only if
you kept on top of your college work, that comes first. So get upstairs now
and get working!" she said firmly.

Nick scowled, but did as he was told, heading out of the room as Corey
breathed a sigh of relief. The younger boy felt his phone vibrate and
pulled it out of his pocket. As he read the message, he said to his Mum,
"Good timing, I've got to go. Don't let him leave until we tell you, okay."

"Sure, no problem." she said with a wicked grin. She was enjoying deceiving
Nick far too much!

Corey headed outside and grabbed his bike. He was glad his Mum hadn't asked
where he was going. She presumably expected he had been called to go and
help with the birthday prep, but instead the message had been from Sam. It
was a request to come and meet him, providing an address Corey hadn't seen
before. He rode as quickly as he could and soon came to the place Sam
requested. He parked his bike, knocked on the door and waited.

"Hey." Sam said happily as he opened the door.

"Hey." Corey replied, walking inside. "What's going on?"

"Well, d'you remember a few weeks ago, we were talking about what you'd do
to James if you ever got your hands on him?" Sam asked. A few weeks
earlier, after news of James' deception had spread, Corey had been furious
with the young man.

There was no doubt in Corey's mind that if Josh and Dale hadn't been driven
further apart by his lies, things may not have gotten quite so bad for
himself, Warren or any of the people he loved. As such, his fury was almost
terrifying to behold. He had spoken to Sam about it one day, but had
thought no more about it since. "Erm... yeah, why?" he asked, a little
confused.

Sam grinned and lead Corey into another room of the house. "This is why!"
Sam said as Corey's eyes fell on a naked James.

"How the fuck did you..." Corey asked, but stopped, shaking his head.

"He's my slave." Sam said bluntly. "Isn't that right, fag?"

"Yes Sir." James said, staring at the ground in shame.

"But... how?" Corey asked, completely flabbergasted.

Sam chuckled. "Oh, that's a.... long and painful story. But for now it's
between me and fagboy here." He said derisively.

"Okay, so... why am I here?" Corey asked, confused about why his presence
had been requested.

"Because I'm giving him to you for a little while. Do what you want to
him." Sam said casually, as if he were just lending Corey a video game.

"Oh my god! Really? Whatever I want?" Corey asked, staring back and firth
between Sam and James.

Sam nodded. "Yup. Anything at all. In fact, the meaner the better, isn't
that right, fagboy?"

"Yes Sir, I deserve to be punished." James said coldly, his eyes vacant.

"Awesome!" Corey said happily. He looked to Sam. "What have you got to
spank him with?"

Before Sam could respond, James jumped up and bent over the arm of the
sofa, revealing his already-reddened rear.

"This is about the best I've got at the moment." Sam said, grabbing a small
ping-pong paddle.

"That'll do nicely." Corey said, taking it from Sam. He dashed over to
James and slapped it on one cheek without saying a word. The loud slap
echoed round the room as James yelled out in pain. Corey slapped the other
cheek, even harder.

The young teen never said a word as he continued spanking James, he just
let the paddle keep falling over and over, getting firmer and firmer with
each strike. Every bit of anger he had seemed to be flowing out of
him. Every dark thought, every urge to return to drinking, every day he had
lost with his brothers, they all fuelled the paddling. By the time he
stopped, James was sobbing but never once begged for it to stop.

Corey felt bad for him, just for a second, but all he had to do was think
about how much James had hurt the people he cared about and it soon
passed. "I need water. A few pints." Corey said.

Sam frowned at the instruction, but went into James' kitchen and filled a
few glasses, then brought them back in. Corey took one from him, handed it
to James and said, "Drink!"

James quickly obeyed, then took the others as Corey handed them to him,
downing them too.

"What are you up to?" Sam asked with a devilish grin.

"Wait and see!" Corey grinned back. "Now, got any rope?"

"Oh yes." Sam said, heading for the door. "We've got plenty of that,
haven't we fagboy?"

"Yes Sir." James said, still sniffing back tears from the spanking Corey
had given him.

Sam returned moments later with several long lengths of rope. He handed
them to Corey who looked to James and said, "Lay on the floor."

James quickly complied as Corey got to work with the rope. He lay a length
of it underneath the young man's neck, then grabbed his legs and pulled
them up. He attached one end of the rope to one knee, then started pulling
the legs back more and more until he was fully curled over, then tied the
other end of the rope to his other knee.

The way he was tied had his massive cock dangling down onto his own
chin. Corey reached for it, pulled his mouth open and then pushed the tip
of it inside, making him suck on his own cock.

"Whadda you know, he wasn't lying when he said he could self-suck." Corey
sneered, remembering that he had revealed the fact back at Dale's birthday
party. It was actually quite impressive that he could do it before even
getting hard. Corey knew that once he was erect, it would force a few more
inches into his mouth.

Corey grabbed the young man's hands, which were laying flat on the ground
at his sides, then tied them behind his back. With Sam's help, he dragged
him over to a wall, resting his back and restrained hands against it so
that he couldn't roll forward to escape the position.

"Start sucking then." Corey ordered.

James murmured his understanding, the sound muffled by his own cock. He
started licking and sucking on the tip of his dick. It rapidly hardened,
giving him even more to suck on.

Corey and Sam remained silent, watching the pathetic slave sucking on
himself, listening to him moan with pleasure as he pushed himself closer
and closer to orgasm.

"Cn uh um." James murmured.

"Sorry, fagboy, I didn't quite catch that!" Corey said angrily.

"Cn uh cm." he said again.

"I think he's asking to cum. You see, he's not allowed to do it without
permission." Sam explained with a grin. "I've trained him well!" he
sniggered.

"Yeah, you can cum, but don't stop sucking, you just keep on going!" Corey
said with a cruel smile.

"Uh huh." James muttered, then resumed his self-suck. A minute later, he
started moaning excitedly as his balls twitched and he filled his mouth
with his own spunk. He quickly swallowed it down and followed Corey's
instruction to keep sucking. He began whimpering as his cock grew more and
more sensitive following his orgasm.

Crying again, he eventually stopped sucking, unable to inflict any more
stimulation on himself. Corey dropped to his knees behind the exhausted
young man and grabbed his nipples. He squeezed and twisted as hard as he
could, getting a muffled scream of pain from James.

"Did I say you could stop?" Corey yelled.

James continued to cry, but resumed sucking, whimpering in discomfort
between sobs. Satisfied that he was doing as had been ordered, Corey
released the nipples.

"Now keep going. I want to see you take a second load." Corey said coldly
as he walked over to the sofa and took a seat.

"Fuck, you're good at this." Sam whispered to him, sitting at his
side. "You should consider doing this some more."

Corey shook his head. "Nah, not really my thing. I'm not doing this for
fun, this is payback for Josh and Dale!" He whispered back.

They sat silently watching James suck on himself, working through the
post-orgasm sensitivity and heading for a second release. He choked a
couple of times as he shifted and accidentally pushed his cock further down
his throat, but managed to compose himself and keep sucking.

It took several minutes before James made himself cum again. After he had
swallowed his spunk, he lay there, doubled over, with his softening cock
still in his mouth.

Corey pulled out his phone and looked at the time. "As fun as this is, I
kinda need to go help with the party prep." he said unhappily. "But can I
leave you with an order for fagboy?" he asked Sam.

"Sure, no problem," Sam agreed, sniggering at the way Corey had picked up
on calling James 'fagboy'.

"Well with all that water he drank, he's gonna need to pee pretty
soon. Just make sure he stays in that position until he does." Corey said
as he stood up. There was no joy on his face. He knew what he was ordering,
how disgusting and unpleasant it would be for James, but as he had said
before, this was payback!

Sam's eyes widened. He had been enjoying inflicting his own punishments on
James since forcing him into his service, but they had been nowhere near as
cruel or unpleasant as Corey's idea. He was happy to let it proceed
though. Sam cared about Josh, a lot, so anything that hurt James was more
than welcome.

James whimpered too as he heard the comment, realising what was going to
happen to him.

Corey grinned at the sound, then dropped to his knees again beside
James. He leant down to whisper in his ear. "This is what happens when you
hurt the people I care about. Come near any of us again and I'll do a lot
worse, understand?"

James nodded as much as he could while Corey stood up and walked away. He
left the room with Sam and stopped at the front door. "I don't know how you
did this, but... thanks."

"No problem." Sam said with a slight smile.

"You sure you don't wanna come to the party? I know everyone'd be happy to
see you." Corey said as he gave the boy a quick hug.

Sam shook his head. "Nah. I'm still kinda keeping my distance from Josh for
a while, I really miss him. Besides, I've got my own party here to deal
with" He grinned devilishly. "And that last order of yours... you're a
twisted little man, aren't you!"

Corey grinned just as wickedly as the other boy and shrugged. "It's no less
than he deserves. Anyway, gotta go, see ya soon." He dashed out of the
house and retrieved his bike as Sam watched.

Alone again, Sam returned to the lounge and smiled as he heard his new
slave whimpering.

*****

"Greg West." Nick called out as he entered the room.

Greg looked at him and suppressed a smile. "That's me." He said happily,
standing up from his desk chair.

"Okay, come on in." Nick said, heading for the bed.

Greg was already hard, his erection tenting his shorts extremely
obviously. He was doing as well as Nick at staying in character, actually
blushing at his arousal and attempting (poorly) to cover it up as he went
into Nick's 'office'. Nick really enjoyed playing along with Greg's medical
fantasies, although it was often hard to find time for it. He had been
quite surprised when Greg came home and suggested it.

In reality, it was yet another way to keep Nick busy until the party. That
didn't bother Greg though, he enjoyed any excuse to have an appointment
with Doctor Nick.

"So what seems to be the problem?" Nick asked, pulling the chair across to
sit opposite his young boyfriend/patient.

"Erm... it's... it's a bit embarrassing." Greg stuttered, staring at the
ground as he continued attempting to hide his erection.

Nick reached across and placed a hand on his shoulder. "Anything you tell
me is completely confidential. Besides, I can't help you if you don't tell
me."

Greg looked up, his eyes meeting Nick's. He wanted to kiss him, to forget
the role play and just enjoy his lover, but another part of him told it to
continue. He nodded and smiled at the 'Doctor's' reassurance and said,
"I've... been having trouble ejaculating. Do you think you can help?"

Nick grinned, before forcing himself not to as he nodded solemnly at
Greg. "I'll do everything I can. I'm going to have to ask you to remove
your clothes please."

"All of them?" Greg said, faking shock.

Nick just nodded as he sat back in the chair, watching. The younger boy
stood nervously and undressed slowly. Nick watched excitedly as more and
more of the boy was exposed. He felt himself smiling at the boy's progress
as he looked at where the various cuts and wounds had been a couple of
months earlier. The bruises had long faded and the cuts had faded into
almost-invisible scars, leaving just smooth, pale skin.

The boy had lost weight during the time he was bed-bound, making his
already slim frame even more gangly, but since getting back to physical
activity, he had started to bulk up again. Now just a month away from
turning sixteen, he was developing in other ways too. His fair hair meant
he had remained fairly smooth until recently, but he was finally starting
to get hairier on his legs and he had even started developing a slight
treasure trail from his navel down into his dark blonde bush.

Nick crossed his legs, covering up his own arousal as the last of Greg's
clothes finally fell to the floor, leaving the boy standing there
completely naked. His hands now hung at his side, no longer covering
anything up.

"Well my first question was going to be whether you've had any trouble
maintaining an erection, but I guess you've already answered that." Nick
said with a smile.

Greg blushed and chuckled nervously.

"Now if you could lay down on the bed please." Nick requested as he
stood. Unable to hide his erection any longer, he chuckled slightly as Greg
stared at it hungrily.

Nick started 'examining' Greg, although it was less a medical exam and more
just sensual stroking and caressing. Greg was soon moaning happily under
the Nick's touch, his cock bouncing wildly in anticipation.

"I'm just going to test your prostate for responsiveness." Nick said as he
reached for the bottle of lube in one of the bed-side drawers.

"Okay." Greg said between deep breaths.

Nick lubed up two of his fingers, nudged Greg's knees apart then reached
down to probe the boy's hole. With just a little pressure, they slipped
inside, getting a whimper of pleasure/pain from the patient in
response. Greg shot up into a sitting position as Nick's fingers found
their target, but the 'Doctor' just pushed him back down to lay flat.

"Ah, ah, aaaaah." Greg moaned happily. He absolutely loved being fingered
by Nick and he loved any medical scenario, so having 'Doctor Nick' doing it
was like double-stimulation and had him rapidly edging towards release.

Nick pulled out his fingers and stared down at Greg. "Hmmm." he mused
quietly.

"What? What's wrong?" Greg asked, faking concern.

"Well, that test was... inconclusive." Nick said, nodding thoughtfully. "I
think I'm going to have to try a different method."

"Whatever you say, doc." Greg said with a nervous nod.

Nick started to undress, doing his best to ignore the excited stares of his
patient. Moments later, his own clothes were piled with Greg's, his
erection reaching skyward. He took the lubricant and squeezed some into his
hand, then stroked it onto his dick, moaning happily at the slippery
sensation.

He climbed onto the bed between Greg's legs, raising them with his arms to
expose the boy's hole. He lined it up with his boner and started pushing
inside.

"Ohhhh.... fuck!" Greg moaned as Nick filled him.

Nick started to fuck him, gently sliding in and out, grinning at the way
the boy's cock twitched in time with his movements. It was such a different
experience fucking Greg. With Callum, his aggression seemed to take over,
his dominance, his anger. With Greg though, the thought of doing anything
at all that might hurt the boy was the last thing Nick wanted. All he cared
about was making his young lover feel good, making him feel loved and
cherished.

As he knelt there, sliding in and out of the boy, the nagging thoughts that
had plagued him for the past week or two returned – he was hurting
Callum. It didn't matter how much his friend seemed to enjoy it, or how
satisfied he seemed afterwards, their relationship, or at least the sexual
side of it, was now nothing more than a reminder of a darker time in Nick's
life. The aggression had crept in when he had been suppressing his feelings
and hiding from his problems. That wasn't the case now. He was happily and
openly in love with the boy he was fucking, he had his brothers back, all
four of them... the anger was gone. Maybe it was time to rid himself of it
completely.

He was so lost in thought about his fuck buddy, that he almost didn't
notice as Greg started calling out, "Yes, yes, yes, just a bit more!"

Nick grinned, reached down to the boy's straining cock and gave it just a
few quick tugs.

"Shiiiiiiit!" Greg moaned excitedly as he started squirting over himself.

Nick wanted to cum inside him, but seeing the thick, heavy load coating the
boy's stomach and chest, he felt the sudden urge to add his own. He pulled
out, stroked rapidly for several seconds, then called out happily as he
shot.

Milking the last few drops and catching his breath, Nick looked down at the
boy. The way Greg was staring back at him was mesmerising, a mix of lust
and love and pure, simple happiness.

Nick felt a tear form in the corner of his eye. Thinking about how bad
things had been before only served to remind him how happy he was now, and
the naked, exhausted boy in front of him was responsible for most of it. "I
love you, Greg." he managed to say, choking slightly as he suppressed his
tears.

"I love you too." Greg said back happily, reaching out to take his
boyfriend's hand.

*****

Liam and Ryan were sat on opposite ends of the sofa. Awkward silence had
hung between them for nearly ten minutes as they both brooded.

"This is stupid!" Liam snapped, standing up. "I can't... I can't have this
same argument with you AGAIN!"

"Pfft, what argument?" Ryan scoffed. "There's no argument, there's just you
being a total pussy!"

Liam clenched his fists. In a normal situation, Ryan was one of the most
wilful, stubborn people he had ever met, but in an actual argument he was
simply impossible to deal with. They had rehashed this argument in one form
or another nearly a dozen times since Liam and Dale split up.

"For fuck's sake, you're just.... fucking impossible." Liam snarled. "I
can't take this shit any more. I'm done. I'm done with all of it. I can't
do it any more."

"Good, so you'll let it drop." Ryan said with a dismissive shrug.

Liam shook his head. "No, I mean I'm done with you."

Ryan's expression dropped into fearful shock. "What? You... you're done
with me? Whadda you mean?"

"I love you!" Liam snapped. "Not in a gay way, or romantic way or any shit
like that, but as a friend. We've been friends since... fuck, I can't even
remember it's been that long, but... I can't do it. I can't... be around
you any more. It's impossible." He shot Ryan a final glance before heading
for the door. He had just got into his car when Ryan came running out after
him, tapping on the window.

"What do you want from me?" Ryan demanded angrily.

"Nothing any more." Liam said back in a similar tone.

"Well... just.... fuck you then!" Ryan snapped, turning away. He quickly
turned back as he heard the engine start. "Come on Liam, don't go." He
said, frowning.

Liam sat his with hands on the wheel, staring at his friend. He knew he
should leave. Talking never got them anywhere and being around him was just
causing more and more pain and anger for them both. With a sigh, he turned
off the engine and sat back in the seat.

"Come on, just tell me what you want." Ryan pleaded.

Liam shook his head. "This isn't about what I want. This is about what you
want, I thought I'd made that pretty clear by now." He opened the door and
twisted, sitting with his legs hanging out of the car.

"I don't... know what you mean." Ryan said evasively.

Liam laughed. "Seriously?" He got out of the car and slammed the door. "I
went on a date last week and you actually turned up to sabotage it. I
hooked up with that guy at the gym and you totally cock blocked me, but
when I even suggest the idea of us being together, you tell me I'm being
stupid. It's like... you want me, but you don't want to be with me."

Ryan just stared back, frowning.

Liam sighed frustratedly. "It can't go on. I can't be around you if you're
acting like that."

Ryan growled with frustration, burying his face in his hands. "I can't help
it!" he shouted back. "I see you with other people and it just... it
bothers me and I don't fucking know why. I don't want you to go. I
just... I.... aargh, fuck it. I don't know. I don't know. I just... I don't
fucking know!" He was pacing back and forth, fists clenched as he spoke
angrily.

Liam walked towards him, grabbed his shoulders and stared into his
eyes. "Just relax, okay." he said firmly. He took a deep breath. "Just
answer one question then. Do you want to date me?"

Ryan shook his head, still frowning.

"Well that's that then. So I guess we'll be.... I dunno, friends with
benefits, fuck buddies, something like that." Liam said with a gentle
smile. When he got a slight smile in response, he placed a hand on Ryan's
back and started leading him back inside. "I guess we'll figure it out
eventually."

*****

Nick sighed as he looked up at Josh's apartment building. "Can't we
cancel?" He asked, pouting. "I'd rather go home and fuck you again." He
added, grinning cheekily.

Greg giggled. It was actually quite tempting, but he knew he had to get
Nick inside. "Nope. Besides, you know you always have fun with Josh. You
can fuck me later."

"Is that a promise?" Nick asked hopefully.

Greg rolled his eyes. "Sure, why not!"

"Awesome, let's get this night over with then." Nick said keenly, dashing
into the building, closely followed by Greg who was sending a quick text
message.

They got up to the door and Greg forced himself to stop smiling as Nick
opened the door and stepped inside. The apartment was in total darkness.

"Hello?" Nick called out.

"SURPRISE!" everyone yelled as the lights turned on.

Nick jumped at the sound, staring in amazement. The apartment was decorated
with balloons and banners and streamers. Josh, Corey, Dale, Warren and
Callum were all stood together, laughing at the look on his face.

"But my birthday's not for three days!" Nick said in surprise.

"Yeah, that's the surprise!" Greg said with a giggle as he closed the door
and nudged Nick into the lounge.

"You sneaky bastards." Nick chuckled as he looked round at them all.

He was greeted with a chorus of 'happy birthdays' and 'congratulations'
from everyone. Nick was pleasantly surprised to see Callum amongst his
brothers, greeting him with an eager hug. He suddenly found himself
thinking back to the decision he had made earlier to call things off with
him making the hug feel a little bitter-sweet.

"Sorry, but I can't stay." Callum said sadly as the hug parted.

"What? Why not?" Nick asked, pouting.

Callum shrugged. "I've got a family thing I've got to go to. But I wanted
to be here for the big surprise."

"Aww, thanks." Nick said, giving him another hug. As they parted, they
looked at each other a little awkwardly.

"I need to talk to you about something." they said in unison, then burst
into laughter.

"You free tomorrow?" Callum asked.

"Yeah." Nick said with a smile.

"Awesome. We'll talk tomorrow then." Callum said happily. He looked to the
rest of the group who were all chatting with each other. "Hey guys, I gotta
go, see ya soon."

As everyone called out their goodbyes, Callum headed out of the lounge. He
looked back briefly and found Warren's eyes were following him. He shot the
younger boy a cheeky smile, then left.

"I can't believe you guys did this." Nick said as he stood amongst his
brothers, smiling broadly.

"Ugh, don't go getting mushy. I wanna have some FUN!" Corey called out,
raising his glass.

Everyone stared at the boy for just a moment.

"Relax, it's just coke!" Corey said with a grin. Everyone burst into
laughter.

The party got started properly after that. Unlike Dale's party, there was
no alcohol. Despite Corey joking about it, nobody wanted to tempt him by
drinking around him. As Nick was going to be turning eighteen and was
actually legal to drink, Josh had promised to take him out clubbing after
his actual birthday, saying that his first legal hangover should be from a
night to remember!

The evening ended up being more like a normal night in for them. Over the
last few weeks, they had all gotten together like that several times,
enjoying the rapidly-strengthening relationships building back up between
them all. They all seemed to be enjoying being together again though.

"Hey, can we do presents now?" Nick requested, finally unable to resist the
urge to pounce on the pile of gifts on the coffee table.

"Sorry bud, like you said, your birthday's not for another three days. No
presents til then!" Josh teased.

"Fuck off!" Corey called out, surprising everyone. "I've been looking at
those things all evening, I wanna know what he's got!"

Josh looked at Nick and laughed at their little brother. "Well I guess you
don't have to wait after all." Josh chuckled.

"Someone hand me a present then. Can't keep Corey waiting." Nick said with
a grin.

He sat opening the gifts. He had to keep stifling grins as he opened the
seemingly-endless pile. It was pretty obvious that they had all been
overly-generous in an attempt to cover up any awkwardness or guilt they
felt over the events of the past few months. Josh in particular seemed to
have spent an excessive amount. Nick didn't really mind though, everyone's
guilt simply meant he was getting the most presents he had ever had!

Nick finally looked at the table and saw just five left, but they all
looked identical.

"Erm..." Warren said, getting everyone's attention. "I know it's Nick's
birthday, but I... kinda got... something for everyone." He took the small
pile of gifts off the table and handed one each to Josh, Dale, Nick, Corey
and Greg.

The five of them eagerly ripped the paper off and stunned silence filled
the room.

"Warren..." Dale started, but couldn't say any more as he looked at the
boy.

"I know the other one got... erm... damaged..." Warren started.

The five gifts Warren had handed out were identical frames to the one
Warren had made for Dale back on his birthday - simple wood with the word
'Brothers' carved into the bottom. The photo in them showed all six of
them, even Greg. It had been taken on one of the first nights the six had
hung out together.

The frame in Greg's hand was shaking. "You.... I...." he stuttered, a tear
running down his cheek. He dashed towards Warren and pulled him into a
hug. Seconds later, he was joined by everyone else in a huge group hug.

When they finally parted, Warren was grinning. The last time they had all
hugged him like that had been literally the worst day of his life, the day
he had considered ending it all. Today was the opposite, it felt like the
best day ever!

Taking a breath, Josh said loudly. "I'd... I'd like to say a few words, if
I can." Josh said, getting everyone's attention.

Nick sat on one armchair with Greg beside him while Corey sat on the
other. Dale and Warren both took a seat on the sofa.

"This year so far... let's not lie... it's been shit!" Josh said with a
slight smile, getting a chuckle from the others. "It seems like all I've
done lately is apologise for my mistakes and quite frankly, I'm sick of
hearing it. You all know I fucked up...."

"A lot!" Corey called out, getting another laugh.

Shaking his head, Josh continued. "Thanks Cor. Yeah, I fucked up... a lot!
I let myself chase the things I wanted instead of the things I needed and
as a result I almost lost everyone I care about. But somehow, god knows
why, you've all found it in your hearts to forgive me and forgive each
other and I just wanted to say thank you to each and every one of you. I
think Warren's gifts to us really sums us up perfectly. Regardless of how
we came into each other's lives, you're all my brothers and that makes me
the luckiest guy in the world because I honestly love every single one of
you."

Josh grabbed his drink from the coffee table, prompting everyone else to do
the same.

"So I'd like to propose a toast." He said with a smile. "To the birthday
boy, to my brothers," He looked to the sofa where Dale and Warren were
sat. "And to my boyfriend. Cheers!"

"CHEERS!" Everyone called out happily.


THE END

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Thanks to everyone for all of the support throughout this series, and its
prequel. The spinoff, Benny's House, is still ongoing so if you haven't
read that yet, go check it out. But here's the good news, this is not the
end of the Josh, Dale and all the others. Eventually a new story will
follow simply because I love these characters too much to see their story
truly end. If you would like to be informed when the new story begins,
please let me know at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk. All feedback about the
story is also welcome.

Thanks again
Matt