Date: Sat, 28 Mar 2020 14:41:10 +0000 From: Isuccum Subject: Started at the Bus Stop 3 Please don't forget you are reading this because Nifty is free to access. Please consider making a donation to help keep it free. Started at the Bus Stop Chapter 3 In addition to enjoying several orgasms over the weekend, William also texted Percy with comments about the story he was reading at the time. He hoped Percy would see that he really was interested and not trying to trick him. Percy was quickly coming to the conclusion that William was genuine, thinking that even if it was some elaborate plot, with the texts William had left himself very vulnerable. When they met up on Monday morning Percy found he was actually quite glad to have someone to walk to school with. What was more, William was the kind of person he didn't mind being seen with. He was a pretty good looker. He participated in sports that kept his body trim and firm without being bulked out with too much muscle definition. He had an attractive face that appealed to both girls and gays alike. His blond hair fell over his ears but not all the way to his shoulders, and it framed bright blue eyes that drew one into them, while it looked like he was peering into the depths of your soul. His face was a bit angular, with a straight nose and thin lips. When those lips curled up into a smile, causing crow's feet lines at his eyes, you couldn't help but feel a part of the enjoyment that caused the smile. He was quite popular at school and could take his pick of who he wanted to be friends with. William now being friendly towards Percy was something that Percy had not experienced in a long time. After they greeted each other William said, "I promise you that I will do my best to get others to stop being arseholes towards you. I'm going to stand by you, and if my other friends drop me because of that, then they aren't really the friends I thought they were. It might end up that I'm sitting on a wall with just you, but I hope others will see the light like I did when you put all those things to me on Friday." "Thank you. It will be nice to have someone to talk to while I eat my lunch. Do you know how lonely it can be in a crowd?" Percy said. "If someone else had asked me that question, I would have told them they were talking shit. But with you I understand that. I don't know, but I can imagine it a bit, I think," William said. "That's why I go to those story sites. It gives me something to occupy my time." "You mean you don't have any friends at all? Have you ever had a friend?" William asked. "Not really. I could read and write by the time I started in year one. All the others were so jealous they started calling me names. I think I just learnt to like my own company." "And we've all been so fucking awful to you, all this time. Don't take this as pushing for an answer, but will you come by after school today again? I'd like you to visit with my sister and brother some more so we all can get to know each other better," William asked. "Let's see how things go at school today. You might be wanting to drop me like a hot potato before the end of classes." "Others might be trying to drop me, but I'm not dropping you," William responded. "Don't forget the cock crowing syndrome," Percy said. "What the fuck's that? I've never heard of it." "Well there was this Jew who was being arrested by the Romans, and one of his followers said he would stand by him, even to the death. But the Jew told him, `Before the cock crows, you'll deny me three times.' And that's exactly what happened." "That's the story of Jesus, isn't it?" William said. "Yeah, but the logic sticks. It's easy to make claims. When the chips are down, then the truth comes out," Percy said. "Do you think I don't have the guts to stand by what I'm claiming?" "I don't actually know. I don't know you well enough. I'm hoping that there won't be any cock crowing. But we'll have to wait and see. Peter thought he was telling the truth when he said what he did, but he still fell." "Well I hope I've got more strength then," William said. "So do I. Which of the two sites did you read the most from?" "I don't really know. That one site you have to join has got some really good stories on it. I really like the SDO ones and would love to be a prefect at a school like that. Juliet liked some of the bi ones on the other site, and we read those too. Just wish there wasn't so much poor quality stuff on there. But even with stopping part way into a good number of badly written stories, I think I had a boner more than I was soft. I came so many times my balls ached," William said. "I thought you weren't supposed to let the other two see that sort of thing?" Percy asked. "I'm not, but dad was away most of the day on Saturday and Sunday, and I thought it was a shame not to share it. After all, why should I be the only one with a hand on my cock and cumming?" William said. He looked at Percy with a grin on his face and the start of a blush that never fully developed. "So you do stuff with both your sister and your brother?" Percy asked. "Yeah. This weekend was the most we've ever done together in one day," William admitted. "The weekend was two days. Perhaps you should have let me help you with some maths," Percy suggested. "Yeah, but both days we did a lot more together. I told you I came so many times my balls really did actually ache." "I thought you meant that you wanked by yourself. I didn't realise that you were all doing it together." "I didn't wank myself that much. Most of the time it was either Juliet or Clive wanking me," William said. "You know that you are telling me a lot of stuff I could use against you?" Percy said. "Yeah, but other than Juliet and Clive, I think you're the only person I can trust to talk to about these things. And I do trust you." "What makes you think that the person whose name you didn't remember three days ago is so trustworthy?" "Because you've never been mean or nasty to anyone that I know of. I've never heard you say anything bad about anyone, whether to them or behind their back. And let's face it, you've had better reason than most to do just that," William explained. "Well, I'll try not to let you down then," Percy said. "Listen, we don't have any classes together before the first break, but please let me try and get the others I normally sit with to let you join us. Come over to me at the start of break. If they object then I'll go somewhere with you until I can talk them round." "You don't need to do that. I've eaten my lunch alone so many times it's not going to hurt to continue. At least then your friends won't begin to be horrible to you too." "I'd rather they be horrible to both of us than just you. I want us to be friends and to help each other in whatever way we can. This is something, I know, I have to do now. Will you please let me do this?" William begged. "Okay, but remember friendship works two ways. I would rather we only be friends outside of school, if that's what it takes for you to keep your other friends." Percy had decided during their conversation on the way to school that he really would like to become a friend of William's, and was willing for that friendship to be limited to outside school if that would make it easier for William in school. William, however, was having none of that. He was willing to sacrifice friendship with others who were not prepared to open their circle to Percy. And he was not going to let things just happen. He had already spoken to some of his friends as they moved between classes, and at the start of break he steered the friend he was walking with past the classroom he knew Percy would be in, hoping to catch him as he came out. His timing couldn't have been better. They were about five feet from the door when Percy left the classroom and turned in the same direction they were walking. Percy had his head down fumbling with the strap on his bag and didn't notice William or his friend. "Percy, wait up," William called. Percy stopped and turned to face William. He had recognised his voice immediately. "Chesterton, here, tells me that you know my name and birth date," the boy with William said. "Yes, you're Nicholas, or do you prefer Nicky? Your birthday is 5th March, which makes you about six months younger than William. You support Man. U. And you have a younger brother called Michael," Percy said. "Shit! How do you know all that?" Nicky said. "Oh, and Nicky is better than being pants-less." "I can understand why you prefer Nicky. I know all that because I listen and learn." "Right. Let's see if it works on the others," Nicky said. There were three more friends waiting when William and Nicky arrived with Percy walking between them. A fourth friend would arrive a couple of minutes later, to make up the group. "So you weren't bull-shitting us. You really want us to be friends with Cockpit," one of the three said rather sarcastically. "Tell him what you know about him," Nicky said. "Do you really want me to tell these guys about you?" Percy asked. "You can't know anything about me, so go ahead." "Okay, your name is Bryan Sanderson. Your birthday is 14th November, which means you're already seventeen. You try to make up for being a bit shorter than most of your peer group by acting big. Your biggest secret is that you've got a tattoo of an erect penis on your arse pointing towards your butt hole. So maybe you should be called Cockpit instead of me," Percy said. "That's bull-shit! I don't have a tattoo!" Bryan shouted, but he was blushing enough that it highlighted the green in his eyes. "I believe you do. You were held down in the first week of the holidays before the last ones by Megan's brothers while one of them did the tattoo. You should never have tried to force her to have sex with you." "You're not shitting us, are you?" Nicky asked. "There's one way to find out for sure," Percy said. Bryan was one of William's friends who he really didn't want to associate with. Bryan had been by far the most aggressive and insulting person towards Percy ever! Percy's treatment of him was well out of character, but it was an opportunity for Percy to show the others what it could be like to be picked on. "Go on, then. Show us your butt, Bryan," Inky Freeman said. Inky's real first name of Abram had been all but forgotten. He didn't like Abram very much; he thought it sounded too biblical. He got the nickname of Inky when he was still in primary school and managed to get ink over his hands and shirt virtually every day. "Fuck off. I'm not showing you my butt. Cockpit just said that to try and get a look at my butt for his wank fantasies." "I doubt he needs a look at your butt for wank material. Come on, prove that he's a liar, or not," Inky replied. "There's no way I'm dropping my trousers in front you lot of poofters," Bryan declared. "I guess we'll have to help you then," Martyn Dowsett said, stepping forward and grabbing hold of Bryan. [DGT1][RH2]Barry Wolhuter saw what was happening and also grabbed Bryan. Inky quickly stepped forward and began to undo Bryan's trousers. Bryan started struggling and kicked out violently, catching Inky on his hip – four inches to the left and Inky would have been singing soprano for a while. Nicky and William quickly joined in, and with four against one Bryan didn't stand a chance. They were outside and well away from most prying eyes in the school grounds, so they didn't bother trying to go somewhere more private for the reveal. Inky was not inclined to show too much consideration after the kick he had received and pushed Bryan's trousers and boxers all the way down to his ankles. He was pretty sure that he would have a humdinger of a bruise where the foot had connected by the next day. The others quickly turned Bryan around and forced him to bend over as they pulled up his shirt tails, putting his whole backside on view. Inky took out his phone and took a picture. "Megan's brother is quite the artist," he said. "Shit! You must be really hard up, trying to rape Megan! She's not the best fish in the sea," Barry said. "With a cock that small, beggars can't really be choosers," Martyn chimed in, drawing the others' attention to Bryan's cock as he tried to pull his boxers and trousers up at the same time. "I hope for your sake that you're a grower, because you sure as fuck are not a shower." Bryan had the misfortune to be underendowed, with a cock that was barely three inches long when soft and only grew another half inch when hard. His balls were also on the small side, with a sack that didn't hang very low either. "Fuck the lot of you!" Bryan spat out. His face was as red as his hair and there was the glisten of tears in the corners of his eyes. He finished doing his trousers up and made to walk away. "No ways! We want to hear the full story now," Martyn said, grabbing hold of Bryan's arm and preventing him from leaving. "Why don't you ask that fucking queer who claims to know so much about us," Bryan said. "Because I won't tell them anything more about it. I do know some more, but it's up to you now. You can tell them the truth or you can make up some story that makes you look better. I gave you the opportunity to say you didn't want it. But you chose to keep on being shit to me. One day you might learn that physics, and more particularly in this case, Newton's law, doesn't only apply to force dynamics. It applies in the abstract as well," Percy said. "So, go on, spill!" Barry demanded. "At least you're with friends who aren't going to spread it around the school." "I thought I was in on a promise. She had let me feel her tits and I let her feel my cock. We were in her room and I had my pants down and my cock was out and leaking. I slide my hand up her skirt and she didn't seem to object until I tried to pull her panties down. Then she started yelling and her brother came in and found me like that. I didn't even know she had a brother, let alone four. They are all a bit older and have finished school, but they still live at home. One of them is a tattoo artist," Bryan said. "So now you know! Satisfied?" "Is that the truth?" Inky asked Percy. "That's for you to work out. I've already told Bryan that I'm not telling any more of it," Percy said. "So what do you know about me?" Inky asked. "Aren't you worried you might be embarrassed?" Percy asked. "Nah, these guys are my friends and probably know it anyway," Inky replied. "Well, if you're sure?" Percy paused to give Inky the chance to call a halt. "Firstly, your given name is Abram, which I understand you don't like. Your birthday is 11th October, which makes you the second oldest of all of us. At your Bar Mitzvah, your phylactery fell off your head while you were reading from the Torah. When it hit the floor it opened and a condom fell out. I'm not sure, but I think it was one of your older brothers who had put it there," Percy said. "Shit, yeah, that was embarrassing then, but I can laugh about it now," Inky said. "Abram? I never knew that. I thought Inky was short for some other Yiddish name," Martyn said. "Nah, I'm Inky because I had a problem with pens when I was younger. But how did you know that?" "We've been in the same school since we started in year one. You were one of the ones who threw my book onto the floor and stood on it because you were jealous I could already read. When you had your Bar Mitzvah that story was all over school," Percy said. "Shit! And you still remember it! That's some memory," Inky said. "So what about Dowsett then?" Percy looked at Dowsett who shrugged his shoulders. "I don't know what you know and we've also been at the same school for years. I might even have forgotten what you can tell about me. Go ahead, and I hope it's not too embarrassing." "Right, same thing for a start. You will turn 17 in a month's time. Your first name is Martyn. Your sister caught you jerking off in the back garden last year," Percy said with a smile. "Well I haven't forgotten that. But these others already know that. My sister made sure that Barry and Bryan knew before the end of the holidays. And Bryan made sure that everyone else knew soon after." "Yeah, you're right. But Bryan didn't only tell your friends. In fact he offered that information in an attempt to buy his way out of the hands of Megan's brothers. And Megan hasn't kept it too secret either," William said. "That's not true," Bryan said. "Where would Megan have got that information about Martyn if it wasn't from you? I wondered how she knew details I was pretty sure Martyn had only told a few people," William said. "You're just making that up to get at me," Bryan claimed. "No! You forget that Megan is in the same year as my sister, and although they are not BFF, they are friendly with each other. I haven't said anything before because I didn't want to believe that my friend could stoop so low to dub his mate in so he could try to get out of something," William said. "I'm beginning to think I don't know you at all." "What about Barry?" Inky asked, trying to change the subject before it became a fight. Again Percy looked at Barry. Barry just held his hands up and nodded with a smile. "You're Barry and you're the oldest in the group; you've only got just over two months to go before you hit eighteen. When you were fifteen and still at your old school, you got pantsed, which revealed you were going commando and had trimmed your pubes. After that you got called `The Strimmer' until you moved here." "And I still trim my pubes, but I don't risk going commando anymore. Even though it is a nice way to go," Barry said. "That only leaves Chesterton. What can you tell us about him?" Martyn asked. "I'm guessing you all know his first name is William and that he has a brother and a sister who are both younger than him. William likes to go naked at home and doesn't mind if his brother or sister see him naked." Percy carefully left out being seen hard and being wanked by either of his siblings. "So there you have it. It seems that Percy knows more about each of us than we know about each other. He knows some pretty embarrassing stuff too and has never used that against us. This is why I want to be friends with Percy instead of being an arsehole towards him," William said. "I'm happy for you to join us. It'll be a bit strange at first, but then we are all a bit strange anyway," Inky said. "Well, I'm not so sure. He was pretty nasty towards me," Bryan said. "But not nearly as shit as you've been towards him. Also he only did it in front of your friends, who will hopefully keep it to themselves. You've been shit to him in front of anyone who was there and have made several accusations which have never been proved to be true," Martyn said. "Percy, as far as I'm concerned, you can eat your lunch with us anytime." Both Nicky and Barry agreed, and the six of them sat down to finish off their food. If you are enjoying this story and want to be advised when new updates are posted, write to me – succme@protonmail.ch – and ask to be put onto the mailing list. I do use the blind copy facility to keep everyone's mail add private. At the top of the previous page there were three people waiting when Nicky, William, and Percy arrived; now there are four. There should probably be some mention when the fourth arrives for the sake of consistency. [RH2R1]