Date: Sat, 27 Feb 2021 17:34:26 +0000
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Tales from Kingswood - Chapter 13

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Tales from Kingswood
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Chapter 13
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Thursday 17 October 2019

Thursday's after-school football practice always felt quite different for
Danny. At all the other practices during the week, he got to hang out with
both Josh and Mikey as well as Kyle, who was rapidly starting to feel like
the ninth member of 1.01 from the amount of time he spent with Chris and
Danny. On Thursdays though, both Josh and Kyle had to skip football in
favour of Debate Club.

Being half a term into the school year, Danny had definitely gotten to know
all of the other Year 7s, particularly those he shared after-school
activities with, but circles of friends and cliques had definitely
developed. Danny and Mikey got on quite well, especially as Danny had
learned how to navigate Mikey's often-tempestuous temperament, they just
rarely hung out without the social buffer of other boys.

The two boys were sat on the benches, along with a few other members of the
team while Mr Cunningham finished up a drill with the other half of the
team. An awkward silence hung between them for several moments, leaving
Danny feeling obligated to fill it. "Nearly half-term!" he said, knowing
the break due to start in a couple of days was all most of the boys could
talk about.

"Huh, great!" Mikey said, folding his arms, actually seeming to intensify
the awkwardness.

Danny frowned, thinking for a moment. The matter had been talked about in
1.01 just as much as the other dorms and over the last couple of weeks he
had heard about the plans all of the other boys had for the break. Chris
was virtually manic about it, still desperate to see his brothers and
sisters, a feeling shared by Rob who was keen to see his little brother
after seven weeks away from him. Mikey, however, had barely said a word
about home.

"Aww, you gonna miss us all too much?" Danny asked with a grin, hoping his
attempt at levity would lighten the mood rather than triggering Mikey. He
knew it was risky, the other boy certainly had some complex feelings about
the other boys of the dorm. While he hadn't said anything further since, he
had mentioned a few weeks earlier that he felt others in the group outright
hated him.

"Sure, let's go with that!" Mikey said, glancing sideways for a moment,
expressionless as he shook his head dismissively.

"Okay," Danny said defensively. "Sorry, I won't... mention it again I
s'pose!"

Mikey rolled his eyes. "Ugh. I know, right!" he muttered under his breath.

"What?" Danny asked, confused by the response.

Mikey's face dropped for just a second, as if caught doing something
illicit, but as quickly as the expression appeared, it vanished, replaced
by a very forced, over-exaggerated, sickly-sweet smile. "Oh yes, I'll miss
all my wonderful friends SO much. But I have to go home to my PERFECT
family and have SUCH a wonderful time. Oh I just can't wait, it's going to
be SO fun!" As the rant ended, the smile dropped into his trademark scowl
as he stared ahead to the pitch.

Danny opened his mouth to speak but was at a complete loss for how to
react. Was Mikey annoyed at him? Annoyed at the dorm? Annoyed at his
family? It was just such a bizarre and unexpected outburst that he simply
had no idea how to respond. He just looked round at Mikey, then back to the
pitch a few times, trying to understand what had happened.

"Ugh, now he's gonna cry about it!" Mikey said, rolling his eyes
again. "It's YOUR fault!"

"I'm sorry," Danny mumbled, not even sure why he was saying it, but left
with no idea how else to react.

"Not you!" Mikey said, glaring round at Danny. He paused, seeing that the
other boy genuinely did look upset almost to the point of tears. "I
mean... ugh... I'm sorry I..." He glanced at the pitch again and scowled
yet again. "Just shut up, okay!"

"Okay," Danny said softly.

Mikey looked round at the other boy again and sighed. "I gotta go!"

Danny just watched as Mikey got up and headed back towards the building,
talking to himself as he walked. "Damn," he muttered to himself. "Next
time, just enjoy the silence!"

*****

"Oh my God, perfect timing!" Chris said excitedly, scurrying down the front
steps of the Home Building as Danny approached. He was just on his way back
from football practice with Mikey a short way behind, while Nicky, Josh,
Rob and Kyle came along from the direction of the School Building where
Debate Club had just let out.

Chris was virtually bouncing with excitement, flanked by James and David
who looked equally amused.

The approaching boys exchanged confused but amused glances as Danny called
out, "Everything okay?"

"I don't know what they did, but dorm one-twelve are ALL getting punished!"
Chris explained happily.

"Punished how?" Josh asked, his pace suddenly increasing. He had a sudden,
very personal interest in this. Dorm 1.12 was home to Alex Barnes, the
ringleader of the incident that had led to Josh's public and humiliating
punishment his first weekend at the school. Seeing him get punished, even
if it wasn't for his lies against Josh, gave him at least a slight sense of
justice.

"No idea yet, but needless to say, they're all naked! Come on!" James said,
always happy to see any punishment taking place.

The group of boys virtually ran up the steps to the front door and, despite
the quickly growing crowd, could easily see eight Year 9 boys stood in
front of the door to the dining hall. The small group of thirteen and
fourteen-year-olds were all naked, their hands down by their sides. Each
one of the was red-faced as they stood facing the laughing and jeering
crowd.

"Holy crap!" Danny exclaimed, laughing as he shook his head in
disbelief. It was so easy to get caught up in his own punishments and
humiliations at the hands of Joseph (that he had grown to increasingly
enjoy) that he sometimes forgot other boys in the school faced similar
ordeals. Such a public and spectacular display was rare though, even by
Kingswood standards.

"Quiet down, everybody!" Mr Trent called out over the sound of the
foyer-full of rambunctious students. Although some chatter continued, it
quietened down enough for Mr Trent to be heard clearly. "So the young men
before you have damaged school property. Rather than owning up, the culprit
has not come forward. While it is admirably loyal of these boys not to turn
in the guilty party, with no individual to pay for their crimes, they are
being punished collectively."

"Oh this is too good!" Josh sniggered, seeing Alex stood in between two of
his fellow dorm-mates, visibly embarrassed.

"The boys will be helping out in the Dining Hall this evening. When you are
finished your meal, simply raise your hand and the boys will come and clear
your tray and, when doing so, will apologise to you for damaging school
property as this, after all, home to all of us!" Mr Trent finished.

With that, the Master of the first floor pushed open the large double door
to the dining hall. The line of eight boys split, four standing on each
side, seemingly speaking a greeting to each boy who passed them.

Josh eagerly led the 1.01 boys forward, the group happily looking each of
the naked boys up and down as they passed through the nudity-lineed
entrance.

"Welcome to the Dining Hall," the naked teens greeted them as they passed.

Alex saw Josh and his face dropped as he hissed his mandatory
greeting. Josh sniggered and looked down. Despite being two years older,
Alex didn't really seem to have much more going on downstairs than Josh
did. Admittedly the humiliation had shrunk it substantially, but a limp two
inch cock hung down from a barely-there patch of hair.

"Don't worry mate. I'm sure it'll grow once you hit puberty!" Josh taunted
his former tormentor, getting a laugh from the other boys. Even the two
naked teens either side of Alex smirked at the comment.

Alex just shot Josh a death stare, powerless to do anything else with Mr
Trent still stood close by.

Soon enough, the Dining Hall was full. While many of the boys often scoffed
down their food quickly, today they all seemed to be taking their time as
the 1.12 boys stood at the end of the hall with Mr Trent, being sent off
one at a time as the diners raised their hand for service.

"This is such a wonderful day!" Josh said happily to the rest of the group
as he continued staring over at the punished teens.

"Hey, Josh... how d'you fancy some proper revenge?" Rob asked quietly,
leaning in so only the other 1.01 boys could hear?

Everyone else suddenly leaned in, intrigued by the proposition.

"What's the plan?" Josh asked eagerly.

A few minutes later, the boys were prepared to enact Rob's scheme. Josh had
quickly shovelled down as much food as he could handle and passed on some
leftovers to the others to leave him with a clear tray. Rob watched the
group of naked boys closely, seeing Mr Trent sending them off one at a time
as hands were raised.

"Now!" Rob hissed suddenly.

Josh shot his hand into the air, standing a little to ensure Mr Trent
spotted him. From across the room, the teacher pointed over to Josh and
looked at the next naked boy.... Alex!

The fourteen-year-old hesitated a moment, said something to Mr Trent, but
after getting a few stern words back, began walking across the hall and
down the row towards the 1.01 boys.

"Oh, hi Alex!" Josh said with a wicked grin.

As the nude teen reached for Josh's tray, the younger boy pushed it away a
little so it slipped from Alex's grasp. The teen remained silent, clenched
his jaw and leaned further for the tray.

"I'm sorry, what was that?" Rob called out loudly.

"I... I didn't..." Alex stuttered, confused.

"That's not appropriate!" Chris called out-exaggeratedly in response.

"What are you..." Alex began, suddenly scared.

"Mr Trent!" Danny called out, standing up. By now, many of the other
students were looking over at the commotion as Mr Trent quickly approached.

"Is there a problem?" the teacher asked as he approached.

"No," Alex said, standing with Josh's tray. "They just..." he started, but
was cut off by the 1.01 boys all calling things out at once.

"Guys!" Rob said, gesturing for quiet. "Mr Trent, when Alex came over to
get Josh's tray, he... he threatened him!"

"What? No I didn't!" Alex snapped furiously.

"He did, Sir!" Chris said sincerely.

"Sir!" David said, looking genuinely upset. "It... it was
horrible. He... he told Josh he was going to... to..." He raised a hand to
to cover his mouth as he shook his head.

"I'm going to... effing kill you and... eff your corpse!" Chris said,
placing a hand supportively on David's back as James did the same from the
other side. "That's what he said, Sir. It was horrible!"

Alex just stared in absolute horror, trying to speak but lost for words.

Mr Trent looked round the boys, seeing the shock and disgust on their
faces. "Alex, this is... extremely unacceptable behaviour! Go stand in that
corner!" he instructed. "Do not speak, do not move, do not DO anything. I
will deal with you when we're finished in here!"

"But... but Sir..." Alex stammered, the usually smug, over-confident teen
now nothing more than a weak, distraught, naked boy.

"NOW!" Mr Trent bellowed. The normally calm and softly-spoken teacher had
almost never raised his voice in his entire seven weeks at the school, so
for him to do so now was a clear sign of how seriously it was being
taken. As Alex walked away, he turned to the boys and asked, "Are you all
okay? Josh, are you alright?"

The boys nodded, David still hamming it up.

"I'm okay, Sir. It was just... a shock!" Josh said, having remained silent
up until then, intentionally, to avoid any assertion that this was just him
getting back at Alex.

"Okay, well if any of you need to talk about it, you know where to find
me!" the teacher said softly. He turned to see the rest of the Dining Hall,
faculty included, watching. "Haven't you got meals to be eating? Greg,
Tyler, trays to clear over here!"

"Oh my God, we actually pulled it off!" Mikey hissed.

"Play it cool!" Rob hissed back, prompting the boys to continue their
charade for fear of being caught out. He looked down as he felt a hand grab
his own under the table. It was Josh. He squeezed it back, but didn't turn
to face him for fear of bursting into laughter and giving them all away.

*****

Once dinner was over, the 1.12 boys disappeared back to their dorm, their
punishment seemingly over, except for Alex who was promptly dragged off to
Mr Trent's office, much to the amusement of the 1.01 boys. Whatever was
coming his way was bound to be harsh, humiliating and, most importantly,
entirely deserved!

Danny had headed up to the Common Room with Kyle as neither of them had any
activities planned. Chris always had a video call with his family at seven
on Thursday nights, usually going to join Danny and Kyle afterwards. While
Kyle and Chris had, to the best of Danny's knowledge, not talked about
their kiss and subsequent awkwardness, they now seemed fairly happy being
around each other. If anything, they actually seemed to get along even
better than Danny and Kyle did with each other.

"So do you just get to, like, hang out and do what you want all day?" Danny
asked, the two boys back on the subject of half-term.

"Kinda," Kyle explained. He was one of the few boys remaining at the school
over half-term. Through some unavoidable circumstances, a family holiday
had been rescheduled for the beginning of November instead. "Apparently we
all get piled into a couple of dorms together, you know, so that only one
teacher has to stay and keep an eye on us. They've got a few things planned
to keep us entertained, but mostly.... yeah, the time's our own. Kinda
sucks not seeing my family yet, but it actually sounds kinda fun!"

"Cool," Danny said, not entirely convinced Kyle was as okay with it as he
made out. "I s'pose it'll be kinda like those first few days we were here."

"Doesn't that seem so long ago?" Kyle asked with a grin, thinking back to
when the school, and everyone in it was so scary and new.

Danny nodded. "I remember being told this place would feel like home and
totally not believing it!" he said with a chuckle

As they carried on talking, three boys from 1.12 walked in, now
fully-dressed. They were immediately greeted with shouts and laughs from
others in the room, the usual routine of post-punishment mockery getting
quickly underway.

One of the boys, a thirteen-year-old called Tyler, broke away from the
other two as he spotted Danny.

"Hey, watch out!" Kyle warned, kicking Danny under the table and nodding
towards the approaching teen.

"Hey!" Tyler said as he got to their table, flipping off a nearby boy who
called out an insult as he passed.

"Erm.... hi," Danny said nervously, worried about the unexpected intrusion.

Tyler took a seat beside Danny, glancing round to make sure nobody else was
listening in. "Just wanted to say... thanks!"

"For... what?" Danny asked, a little lost, partially convinced this was
some kind of trap.

"For Alex!" Tyler said, barely louder than a whisper. "We know what you
did!"

"We didn't DO anything!" Danny said, the whole group having committed
entirely to the lie.

"Sure," Tyler said with a smirk. "Look, I'm not here to catch you out or
anything. I just really wanted to thank you. Let's just say, not all of us
were entirely happy with taking the fall for... someone, so we're not
exactly unhappy with how things turned out."

Danny did his best to keep a straight face as he caught onto the
implication. "Well I obviously have no idea what you're talking about."

"And obviously I can't say who got us into that mess!" Tyler replied, as
visibly holding back a smirk as Danny was. "But thank you anyway. That's
all!"

As Tyler got up and rejoined his friends, Kyle looked at Danny,
frowning. "I have absolutely no idea what just happened!" he said, shaking
his head.

"That's okay, you just sit there and look pretty!" Danny said, patting his
friend on the head before bursting into laughter.

Kyle laughed along with him but didn't really know why. "Hey," he said
suddenly, glancing across at the clock. It was nearly eight. "Where's
Chris?"

Danny looked at the time on his phone and frowned too. "Good point. He's
normally done in half an hour! I'mma go find him! Back in a bit."

The search was not exactly long. Chris was in the first place he looked
– the dorm.

"Hey, what are you..." Danny started as he walked in and spotted Chris sat
at the far end of the dorm. Before he could even finish the question, Danny
knew something was wrong. Chris was sat with his knees pulled up his chest,
face buried in his arms, sobbing. He dashed across the dorm, sat beside his
friend and put his arms around him. "What's going on? What happened?"

For several minutes, Chris was simply inconsolable, crying heavily as he
gripped tightly onto Danny.

It was only when the crying ceased a little that Danny spoke again. "Chris,
what happened?"

Chris leaned back, sniffing heavily, wiping his eyes with the back of his
hand. "They... they're not coming!" he whimpered. "They're just... leaving
me here!" He burst into tears again, upsetting himself all over again.

Danny knew he was missing a few details, but it wasn't hard to figure it
out. He wasn't going to be going home for half-term. He felt a knot in his
stomach. He knew how much his best friend had been missing home. It was
seemingly the reason for his still-ongoing nightmares and sleep
problems. The thought of visiting home was pretty much the only thing that
had kept him going the last couple of weeks. For now, all he could do was
sit and hold his friend.

After a few more minutes, Chris had calmed a little again and pulled away,
sniffing and wiping the wetness from his cheeks. He took a deep breath and
exhaled slowly a few times as he regained his composure. As he saw Danny
looking at him sympathetically, he felt he needed to offer a bit more. "So,
my parents work... a lot. Like, they spend more time at work than at
home. I guess, that's kinda why we're all so close," he explained, clearly
referring to his siblings. "We always just kinda looked after each
other. When I came here, they promised me they'd always make time for me
and I guess... they've always been here when I call on Thursday nights, but
now... as soon as I need them to actually be here in person to... to take
me home, it's like... sorry Chris, too busy. Have fun staying at school!"

"That's it?" Danny asked, outraged on his friend's behalf. "They're just
too busy?"

Chris shrugged casually and nodded.

"That really sucks!" Danny said, struggling to even imagine his own parents
trying something like that.

"I mean, I suppose it IS a long journey here for them. Longer than most
families," Chris said, thinking about how long it had taken to get all the
way from Ireland to the school back in August.

"Don't do that!" Danny snapped. "Don't defend them! That's... ugh, it's
such a dick move!"

Chris chuckled. "Wow, I think you're more pissed than I am!"

"It's just... I know how much you were looking forward to it," Danny
explained. He frowned for a moment, then figured his own anger really
wasn't helping Chris at all and forced himself to stop. "Well... at least
you'll have someone else you know here!"

Chris nodded happily. "Yeah, it's a relief. I think if I had to stay here
alone..." he stopped, almost crying again, but holding it back with another
deep breath.

"Well you don't. Actually, he's waiting for us. You wanna go tell him the
bad news? A week being stuck with you. Poor guy!" Danny said,
sniggering. He got a playful punch in response.

*****

Saturday 19 October 2019

The car park had been busy all day with parents coming and going. While
some students had been collected the night before, primarily those whose
families had booked holidays with Saturday morning flights, most were being
collected throughout Saturday.

Rob had been the first from 1.01 to go, though before leaving he had
proudly introduced his parents and little brother Milo to the other
boys. James had gone shortly after, followed by Nicky.

David was next to go after that. The smallest boy in the dorm seemed
exceptionally anxious as he waited for his family to arrive. While he had
voiced his anxiety over returning to the 'real world', as he put it, to
most of the others in the dorm, he seemed even more on edge as he saw the
familiar car pulling up into the car park.

Danny, Chris and Josh, who had come out to see him off, quickly realised
why. Much like the others, David had wanted his parents to meet his
friends, but unlike the others so far, David approached with two
men. "Everyone, these are my dads..." he had said, looking terrified of the
reaction from the others.

"Nice to meet you," Danny said politely.

"David's awesome. Smartest guy I know by a mile!" Josh had said, always
knowing the best way to ingratiate himself with new people.

Chris' reaction had been by far the most amusing though. "Wow, I see where
David gets his good looks from!" he charming Irish boy said with a playful
wink to the two men, who simply laughed at the boy's obvious flirtation and
thanked him for the compliment. The comment got a laugh from the other
boys, except David who just looked world-shatteringly embarrassed.

Mikey, who had barely spoken to anyone all day and had not come out to see
off any of the others, was next to go and quietly snuck out on his own when
he got a message saying his family was almost there.

"Hey!" he heard shouted from behind him as he reached the bottom of the
stairs. He turned to see Danny walking down behind him.

"What?" Mikey demanded flatly.

"Look," Danny started, pausing momentarily to think. "I don't know... if
you're pissed at me or the school or your family, but you're definitely
pissed at someone. If it's me, I'm sorry, but... if it's not... maybe after
half-term we can talk?"

Mikey just looked at the other boy. They hadn't even spoken directly to
each other since their semi-argument a couple of days earlier and yet here
he was, being nice... again! He opened his mouth to speak, but nothing came
out, so he closed it again, looking visibly conflicted. With a heavy sigh,
he stared Danny dead in the eye for a second, then nodded before turning
away to head outside.

Danny watched the other boy leave. He always seemed to be such hard work,
but he was determined not to give up on him. He still didn't even
understand what their argument had been about. Before he had the chance to
think on it too deeply, he heard footsteps behind him and turned to see
Josh approaching.

"My turn!" Josh said with a strangely forced smile. "My Mum's almost here!"

Danny frowned at the other boy. "You okay?" he asked as Josh came to a stop
beside him.

Josh looked hesitant for a moment, but as he heard familiar voices from
above and saw his big brothers coming down from the floor above he smiled
and said, "Yeah, I'm fine. See you in a week."

"Josh," Danny said, grabbing his friend's arm as he went to continue down
the stairs. He glanced back at the two rapidly-approaching teens and said
quietly, "Look after yourself, okay?"

Josh raised a hand to grab Danny's, squeezed it and nodded. "Yeah, I
will... thanks!"

"Move it, ya little shit!" Mark said as they reached the stairs Josh and
Danny were stood on. His tone was playful, but something about it still
felt off to Danny.

Once again, Danny found himself stood watching a room-mate leave. As he
heard more students approaching from the upper floors, he made his way back
up the stairs and into the dorm. "Oh hey," he said, expecting to find Chris
on his own now, but finding him sat with Kyle instead.

"Hi!" Kyle said happily.

"Aww, did you come to see me off?" Danny asked with a cheesy grin.

"Oh yeah," Kyle said sarcastically. "I was planning on running down the
road after the car, sobbing and waving a handkerchief!" As he got a laugh
from Chris and an eye roll from Danny, he explained, "I just got kicked out
of my dorm while they clean it ready for everyone else!"

As there were only seven students staying at the school over half-term,
they were all being accommodated in a single dorm and 1.04 had been chosen.

"Everything okay?" Chris asked, sending something slightly amiss with his
best friend.

Danny headed over to them and flopped onto one of the free couches. "Ugh,
just... a tiring day. When did everyone get so..." he shook his head,
thinking of the best way to put it.

"Dramatic?" Chris asked, dramatically placing the back of a hand to his
forehead and swooning sideways onto Kyle.

Danny sniggered and nodded. "That's about right!"

Chris sat back up and thought for a moment. "They've always been like
that. You're just too obsessed with fixing everyone!"

"I'm not!" Danny said defensively, looking thoroughly scandalised.

Both Chris and Kyle looked back at him incredulously, then looked at each
other and burst into laughter. "Uh huh, yeah, sure!" Chris said through the
laughter.

Danny sat back in the seat, folded his arms and pouted. "You know I think I
preferred it when you two were awkward around each other!" he said moodily.

The other two immediately stopped laughing and blushed a little. They had
gotten so used to hanging out together that they had managed to mutually
forget their initial issues even occurred. Danny's comment suddenly ripped
it right back up to the surface.

"Oh, wait... no... I mean..." Danny mumbled, looking from one to the other
and back.

Chris and Kyle looked at each other again. "And now he'll try to fix us!"
Kyle said, prompting both of them to break back into fits of giggles.

Danny scowled and returned to his pouting. "I hate you both!" he declared,
just making them laugh even more.

By the time Danny's family arrived, he was feeling a lot better about Chris
staying at the school for the week. Kyle already knew about the
affectionate lad's penchant for cuddling, particularly at night and, with
Chris' agreement, had been advised about the nightmares he often
experienced. Kyle had agreed to look out for him throughout the week.

While Kyle and Danny said their goodbyes at the dorm, Chris followed his
best friend out as he left.

"You gonna be okay?" Danny asked, annoyed that he felt like he was trying
to 'fix' things again, but unable to stop worrying. They wouldn't even be
able to stay in contact during the week. The Kingswood app blocked
messaging to unauthorised contacts, with only parental permission adding
new numbers to the list and with Chris not seeing his family, he would not
yet be able to get Danny added to his authorised contacts.

Chris nodded. "Yeah, I've got Kyle, so I'll be fine. You just go off and
enjoy your half-term!"

"Okay," Danny said as they headed down the front steps, looking ahead for
Danny's parents, though they were yet to arrive.

"I'm really gonna miss you," Chris said, not wanting to make his friend
feel bad about going, but unable to hold it in.

"Yeah, me too," Danny agreed. "It's not gonna be the same waking up without
you!" he sniggered.

"Hey, you're actually gonna have a few mornings where something other than
me wakes you. Enjoy it while you can!" Chris joked as they headed over to
the car park.

As they stood leaning on the railings, waiting for the car to arrive, Danny
leaned to the side, resting his head on Chris' shoulder as the taller boy
looped an arm around him. There were other people around, but they had both
long gotten over any reluctance to show affection in public.

"I'm really glad you claimed me!" Danny said after a few moments.

"I what?" Chris asked, a little confused.

"On our first night. You said you were claiming me as your new BFF," Danny
explained.

"Oh yeah," Chris said with a grin. While he remembered the night fondly, he
had forgotten the exact phrasing he used. Danny obviously hadn't.

"And you are, you know. My BFF I mean!" Danny said with a gentle sigh.

"Best friends forever!" Chris said, just musing the concept aloud. The
words hung between them for several moments before they just pulled each
other simultaneously into a hug.

They remained in that position for a couple of minutes, until Danny pulled
away as he saw his parents' car approach, letting his arms slide down
Chris' and keeping hold of his hands. "Okay, can we say goodbye now. I
don't really wanna cry in front of my parents!" Danny said with a smirk,
but clearly only half-joking.

"Okay, I'll see you soon then!" Chris said, forcing a smile.

"Yeah, see you in a week!" Danny replied, finally letting go.

*****

"I was gonna ask if you're okay," Kyle called out, "But I can kinda guess
the answer!"

"I'm fine!" Chris called back, his voice muffled.

Kyle was sat cross-legged on Chris' bunk, looking over at Chris who has
curled up on Danny's, face buried in his pillow. "Yeah, that's what people
who are fine always look like!" Kyle said wryly.

"Shut up!" Chris grunted, then tilted his head to the side to look at the
other boy. "You don't seem too bothered about being stuck here!"

Kyle shrugged. "I mean, I'm lucky, I'm still seeing my family, it's just
delayed a couple of weeks. And I actually like it here, it's my room-mates
I don't like, and they're all gone, so... yay!"

Chris smiled a little. "Fair point, I s'pose!" He sighed, took a deep
breath (while trying not to look like he was sniffing the pillow) and sat
up. "It sucks that your dorm's still no fun. But at least you seem to be
doing better!"

Kyle nodded thoughtfully. "I am, but that's mainly down to Danny and you
and the rest of the guys! Having all of you to hang out with definitely
helps!"

"I'm glad," Chris said cheerfully. "That first night when
we... erm... talked, I didn't even think you'd still be here by now!"

"Likewise!" Kyle said back quickly with a chuckle. As silence hung in the
air for a moment, he cautiously added, "I kissed you!"

"I know, I was there!" Chris said, reacting to the awkwardness with a bad
attempt at humour.

"It made things... kinda weird, right!" Kyle said, his stomach churning as
he forced himself to talk about something he had avoided for weeks.

"Yeah, honestly I... kinda avoided you, ya know, cos I... didn't know what
to think!" Chris confessed.

Kyle nodded. "Oh, I know! I was feeling the same. Ask Danny. He even
offered to talk to you about it for me. Always gotta fix things!" He
laughed at the throwback to their teasing of the mutual friend.

Chris wasn't laughing though, his smile had quickly morphed into a
frown. "Danny knew?"

"Yeah..." Kyle said, suddenly feeling like he'd put his foot in it. "Is
that... wrong?"

Chris looked thoughtful as he played things through in his head. "He knew
you kissed me... but he never even mentioned it."

"Well neither did you!" Kyle said in Danny's defence.

"Was he even bothered?" Chris asked, not sure what answer he was hoping
for.

Kyle just turned to start climbing down from the bunk. "Okay, he's my
friend and so are you. If you're wanting to know why your 'totally not my
boyfriend' friend didn't talk to you about a kiss that you chose not to
tell him about too, that's between you guys, don't drag me into it! I don't
wanna be in the middle of anything!"

"No, I'm sorry, don't go!" Chris said, climbing down to stop Kyle as he
headed for the door. They stood face-to-face for a moment before Chris
said, "I won't mention it again, I promise!"

"Okay," Kyle accepted, then looked Chris up and down for a moment as a
smile spread across his face. "You know, there WAS another thing we did
that first night that we CAN still talk about..."

"Oh yeah? And what was that?" Chris asked, giving a playful, lop-sided
grin.

"Oh," Kyle said, looking a little downhearted that Chris didn't seem to be
thinking about it too. "Nothing, it's... never mind."

Chris giggled, shook his head and glanced round at the door, then turned
back to Kyle and pulled down the front of his sweatpants. "Did ya mean
this?"

Kyle instinctively copied Chris' action, checking the door for anyone
before allowing himself to really looked down at Chris' exposed
penis. Nervously he nodded and said, "Yeah, yeah I did!"

As Chris stood showing off, he felt himself swell just a little, grinning
goofily at Kyle's hungry stare. "Should I... go shut the door?"

Kyle nodded, but was now visibly trembling.

Chris covered up and went to shut the door and as he turned back, saw Kyle
still rooted to the same spot. He headed back over and frowned a
little. While the other boy still couldn't take his eyes off of the bulge
of Chris' semi-hard tool, he looked absolutely terrified. "You okay?" he
asked softly, casually reaching out to stroke Kyle's arm.

Kyle nodded, paused a moment, then shook his head. Moments later, he found
himself pulled into a tight hug. He let out a gentle mew, something between
frustration and contentment as he took a few heavy breaths. "I'm sorry," he
apologised weakly.

"C'mere," Chris said, taking his hand and leading him over to the sofas,
nudging him to sit and then plonking himself down beside him. He kept hold
of Kyle's hand with one of his own, stroking the back of it with the other
as he spoke. "You don't need to apologise. You didn't do anything wrong."

"I know," Kyle said, nodding, simultaneously feeling both comforted and
further freaked out by the hand-on-hand contact. "It's just... I keep... I
dunno, wanting to do stuff but then as soon as it comes up it's like... I
dunno, alarm bells going off in my head and someone shouting 'get out, get
out now, it's all gonna go wrong!' and it just... it makes me panic! It
happened before with Danny and... and ... I hate it!"

Chris was immediately curious to know what had happened with Danny and
wondered why his friend hadn't told him about it. Now wasn't the time for
that though, he forced himself to try and imagine what was going on in
Kyle's head, but just couldn't picture it. "That sounds horrible. Maybe
you're just... I dunno, jumping into stuff too quickly!" he suggested.

"Maybe," Kyle said, briefly looking at the door and actually considering
bolting for it.

Chris let go of the hand as he thought for a moment. "So maybe... we need
smaller steps. You seemed okay when I just let you look. How about we just
try that again?"

Kyle smiled meekly and nodded slightly.

Chris jumped up, took a step and span to sit on the sofa opposite, then
raised his butt to pull his sweatpants and underwear down, bunching it
round his ankles. "How's this?" Chris asked, hopeful that he was doing the
right thing and not just making it worse.

"That's... that's okay," Kyle said, beginning to look a little less
panicked. He turned in his seat so he was sat facing Chris, mirroring his
position.

"D'you think... maybe you'd just like to... see me play with it?" Chris
offered tentatively. He saw Kyle flinch ever-so-slightly and quickly added,
"Just watching. No touching, you stay there, I stay here and, ya know... do
my thing!"

Kyle smiled and nodded, gulping a little but looking less inclined to run.

Chris reached down and grabbed his penis. While having Kyle freak out had
eliminated his earlier arousal, it took mere moments before he felt himself
swelling once again under his friend's gaze. Chris had been watched before,
but this was the first time he felt like he was really putting on a
show. That time he jerked off in bed with Danny watching didn't count as
the other boy was pretending to be asleep, at least that's what he told
himself.

Wanting to make sure Kyle enjoyed it, he decided to draw it out a little,
give him something to remember beyond a quick and uninteresting wank. He
placed his hands on his thighs, letting them slide between his legs as he
parted them, one continuing to stroke the smooth, pale flesh while the
other slid onto his balls, which he felt proud to note now had more than a
couple of fine hairs sprouting from it. He let the hand move from his thigh
up to his pubis, caressing himself and feeling the slowly-growing patch of
hair slide between his delicate fingers.

His cock was solid now, swelled to its full four, proud inches, but it
wasn't time to touch it yet. Instead he grabbed the bottom of his t-shirt,
pulled it up over his head and tossed it onto the seat beside him. He let
each hand grab a nipple, which both quickly twitched to pertness at his
touch. He let out a quiet moan, partly to try and arouse Kyle, but mainly
because it genuinely just felt so good to be pleasuring himself so
sensuously. So many of his masturbatory activities at the school had been
about getting off as quickly as possible, or avoiding getting caught. For
once he could relax and enjoy it.

Keeping his left hand on his chest, occasionally sliding back and forth to
give both nipples equal attention, he let his right slide down his stomach,
flexing the muscles to try and show his barely-there six-pack. Down the
fingers slid, once again grazing his thigh. As Kyle watched, Chris
considered just playing with his balls again, but felt emboldened by his
own arousal and let his fingers slip lower, spreading his legs even further
to expose himself fully.

Kyle let out an audible gasp, seeing another boy's hole for the first
time. As he watched Chris' fingers edge towards it, his own hand found its
way into his lap. While not overtly playing with himself, his fingers were
definitely feeling firmness beneath.

Chris let out a slight whimper of delight as his fingertip delicately
circled his hole. He had only ventured as far as probing a finger inside on
a few occasions, when he had felt particularly adventurous, usually getting
as much excitement as he needed from teasing the sensitive ring. That was
enough for today too, the arousal sufficient to pull his other hand away
from his nipples and draw it down onto his cock. His arousal was now so
complete that his four inch cock felt not only harder than he had felt in
quite some time, but almost radiated its erotic heat.

The naked boy tossed his head back as his hand made its first downward
stroke, closing his eyes as he did so, but quickly opened them again,
wanting to make sure Kyle was still with him. He soon realised he had
nothing to worry about, Kyle was enthralled. While his hand had made no
move beyond resting on his own obvious erection, his eyes darted back and
forth between the finger circling Chris' hole and the hand gradually
gaining pace on his shaft. His breathing had deepened and, intentionally or
not, perfectly synchronised with the masturbating boy's own excitable
rhythm.

"Ah, oh God," Chris gasped, feeling his orgasm build slowly. He knew he
could cum at any moment, just a quick flick of his wrist would likely be
enough, but the effect he was having on Kyle was intoxicating. Being
watched had been among his list of turn-ons for weeks now, but this side of
it felt excitingly new. Now it wasn't just about the feeling of being seen,
now it was just as much about turning on his spectator. Seeing Kyle's
fingers twitch at the sound of his pleasured moans, he let out a further,
"Oh fuck yes, ah yesssss!"

Chris felt lost in his own arousal, too hooked on teasing Kyle to take the
final step and release his load. It might have continued too, had Kyle not
suddenly uttered, almost involuntarily, "Cum.... please!" It was barely
more than a whisper, a high-pitched and pleading tone that struck Chris in
a way that seemed to resonate perfectly with his own arousal.

"AH YES!" Chris yelled out as he let go of his cock and raised his hands to
grab the head-rest of the sofa, his back arching to the point his entire
body raised from the seat. His load may have looked small, with two spurts
flying heavily onto his chest, chased slowly by a few dribbles onto his
smooth stomach, but the feeling that accompanied it with was substantially
larger. "Oh god... fuck... ahhh..." he moaned, eyes clenched tightly
closed.

Eventually, his body relaxed, drooping back onto the seat as his arms fell
limply to his sides. Eyes still closed as he enjoyed the pure,
post-orgasmic bliss, he began to catch his breath, both excited and nervous
to see Kyle's reaction, he waited a moment to look at the other boy.

"Erm... Chris!" Kyle said softly.

Chris chuckled then opened his eyes. His face suddenly dropped as he saw
Kyle wasn't the only one watching. "Oh my God!" he declared as he saw Mr
Beecham, the swimming coach, stood over near the door. He immediately
grabbed his t-shirt to cover up.

"Just wanted to let you know one-oh-four's ready for you all to move in!"
the teacher said casually, then grinned and added, "After you've cleaned
up, of course!" He shot the boys a playful wink before pulling the door
closed.

"Oh, why him?" Chris whined. "What the heck's he even doing here?"

"He totally saw you cum!" Kyle said with a smirk

"Not funny!" Chris said moodily. "I was already avoiding him, now I gotta
what? Double-avoid him?"

"Yeah, good luck with that," Kyle said, revelling in Chris' obvious
embarrassment. "He's our assigned adult for half-term."

Chris just stared, jaw slightly agape. "I have to spend the week with a
teacher who's caught me cumming... twice?"

"Yup, afraid so!" Kyle said, sniggering for a moment before he
frowned. "Twice?" he asked curiously.

Chris had been caught in a similarly compromising position a few weeks
earlier and had managed to avoid both conversation and eye contact ever
since. He looked at Kyle and shook his head. "I'll tell ya later. First I'm
gonna go die of embarrassment!"

As Kyle sat laughing at Chris' discomfort, the naked boy just stared at the
door in absolute dismay. He didn't know what was worse, being caught
cumming by a teacher, twice... or the fact that he was already hard again
from the thought of it! Either way, it was going to an interesting week!

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ANNOUNCEMENT
Tales from Kingswood will be taking a break for several weeks now. I have
always planned the Kingswood saga as a series of interconnecting and
overlapping stories, and while the main title will be back soon. In the
meantime you can follow the adventures of Chris, Kyle and some of the other
students from the school during their half-term break in the story
'Half-Term at Kingswood' which will run for 8 chapters, look out for it
soon in the High School section.

Feel free to contact me with your thoughts, feedback and constructive
criticism. Talking to my readers is one of my favourite things to do, so
you can always email me at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk

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links below

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/

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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
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