Date: Fri, 3 Dec 2021 17:26:39 +0000 From: Matt Smith Subject: Tales from Kingswood - Chapter 36 Author's Note: As always, feedback and thoughts welcome. You can contact me at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk or on twitter @matterotica. Also, to support me and my dream of full-time erotica writing, you can visit patreon.com/matterotica Finally, if you appreciate Nifty as much as I do, please consider donating to its upkeep at https://www.nifty.org/nifty/support.html ---------- Tales from Kingswood -------------------- Chapter 36 Sunday 21 June 2020 Danny remained curled up in bed. He didn't know what time it was, and he really didn't care either. He had literally no reason to climb out of it, so he just remained there, alone. His plan had seemed to make total sense at the time, charging into the quarantine area of the Temp Building and deliberately putting himself in `Covid jail' as the students called it, just to save Chris from being alone. What he hadn't counted on was how different this isolation was from the period he had spent three months earlier, sharing a room with Chris. He had simply assumed they would remain together this time too, but they had been moved to separate areas of the building and kept that way. It was not a punishment for Danny's misbehaviour, that was still very much to come. It was all part of the safety procedures. If someone was carrying the virus and had not infected you upon first contact, then they could still do it on the second, third, fourth and so on. That meant those in quarantine this time were in true, solo isolation which meant for the last eight days Danny had only seen other people on a screen or through the plexiglass wall of the visitors' room. What made the failure of his plan all the more upsetting was how much Chris was suffering. Not only was he struggling with being alone, just as Danny had said he would, but he was wrestling with quite massive doses of both guilt and worry. The worry was over his family, with both of his parents and eldest sister hospitalised with COVID-19 and his eldest brother struggling to look after the rest of his siblings. The guilt that ate away at him was because it was his actions that had led to himself, Danny and a young kitchen worker called Gabe being put in isolation. To make matters worse, today was Josh's birthday and after the year he had had so far, the boys had wanted to make it a special day, yet one quarter of the dorm were missing from the celebration because of him. When Danny's phone rang, he almost ignored it, but when he glanced over and saw it was Chris, he grabbed it and answered. The other boy appeared on screen, looking just as bad as Danny felt. "Morning!" Chris said croakily. "Hey," Danny said back meekly. They each positioned their phones so they could remain laying in bed, almost like they were laying face-to-face next to each other. "Did you sleep?" "Do I look like I did?" Chris asked glibly. "Hard to tell. You've reached the point where it's not possible to look any worse!" Danny attempted a joke, but it just came out catty. "Thanks," Chris said unhappily. "Any news from home?" Danny asked, desperate for some cheer. "Yeah, no real change. Yesterday Dad got better and Mam got worse, today Mam got better and Dad got worse, so it's all just... the same!" Chris sighed heavily. "And Aisling?" Danny asked. Chris just stared back for a moment and Danny thought the screen had actually frozen until he blinked and sniffed. "They... had to put her on a ventilator last night!" He began to cry. Danny felt sick. He wanted to comfort his friend so much, but there was nothing he could do. Back on the first night in isolation, Danny had attempted to break out of his area and into Chris' but he had been intercepted and forced back to his room. Subsequent attempts had met with similar failure. He didn't even have anything he could say. He no longer even offered a hopeful, `It'll be alright' or `everything will be okay' because based on what they were seeing, both in Chris' family and the wider world outside of Kingswood, it was absolutely not certain that anything would be okay! "At least we're still symptom free," Danny offered. "So that's something, I suppose!" "Yeah," Chris said with another sigh. After they both remained silent for a minute, Danny asked, "Why don't you close your eyes for a bit? I'm right here!" "Hmmm," Chris hummed closing his eyes, "Mmmkay." He had drifted off to sleep within moments. ***** It had been a lazy Sunday morning in the dorm. The six boys had gone for breakfast together, which only made them feel the absence of their two friends all the more. After that, Josh and Rob had gone off to rugby practice. The others had returned to the dorm. David had headed up onto James' bunk with him and both sat cross-legged facing each other over a chess board. Nicky had lounged onto one of the four two-seater sofas and, despite the other three being free, Mikey had laid down on the floor, putting his feet up onto Nicky's lap. As they sat casually chatting, Nicky occasionally stroked a finger across one of Mikey's soles and played with a toe, making the slightly ticklish boy squirm, usually accompanied by a `stoppit!' or a `geddoffame!' though he never actually pulled his feet away. Mikey raised his head to look at Nicky, then briefly glanced over at James and David to ensure they weren't listening. "I miss Chris and Danny!" he said wistfully. Nicky glanced round at where Mikey had just looked and smirked. Even now, after most of a school year together Mikey remained resistant to letting anyone else in on how he felt. Nicky almost called him on it, but instead just thought about how it made him special to be the one Mikey actually talked to. "Yeah, me too," he agreed with a gentle nod. "On the bright side though, it does mean I get that cute little butt of yours all to myself!" "Shut up!" Mikey giggled shyly, blushing a little. "I was being serious!" "Yeah," Nicky said back, nodding, "So am I! I... like having you to myself now and then." He grabbed Mikey's foot and, rather than teasing it, just rubbed it relaxingly. "Mmmmyeah, keep doing that!" Mikey mewed happily at the foot rub. "And what's wrong with sharing me? I'm pretty sure you enjoy the stuff we all do together as much as I do!" "I do!" Nicky insisted, his cock swelling to emphasise his point as he thought back over the fun encounters he had shared with the other three boys from the `developed' side of the dorm. "But still. It's kinda like we said back when we were in lockdown. Chris has Danny, James has David, Rob has Josh... so that makes you mine... and I like that!" "Me too," Mikey said happily, though his smile quickly faded. "Whassup?" Nicky asked, switching to rubbing the other foot. "Was just thinking it's not long til the Summer break," Mikey said sadly. Nicky knew Mikey wasn't overly fond of his home and family. Learning about what Josh had been through had prompted many of the boys to talk about their own home lives more, though Mikey had continued his trend of only sharing with Nicky and occasionally Danny. While Mikey had expressed that he was glad his family weren't outright abusive as Josh's had been, it was made abundantly clear that he felt utterly unwanted and unloved in his own home. "Hey, I don't know if we can do it, ya know, cos of Covid, but if we can... I was thinking maybe you could come and spend some of Summer Break at my place!" Nicky suggested. Mikey suddenly sat up, pulling his feet from Nicky's grasp. Cross-legged, he stared up at Nicky with large puppy-dog eyes. "S... seriously?" he stuttered. "Yeah," Nicky said, grinning at the adorable expression. "I already asked my parents about it and they love the idea. My Mum said having a friend around might cut down the number of times she hears `Mum I'm bored' from me!" Mikey still hadn't answered properly and Nicky felt a little nervous, worried he might have misread the situation. "If... you want to... that is!" "Yes!" Mikey said, nodding emphatically and grinning. "Yes, I want to!" Nicky glanced round to James and David who hadn't even reacted to Mikey's excitable answer and added quietly, "You can bring Snuffles too, if you like!" Mikey frowned, pursing his lips. "He's... not been around as much lately!" he said thoughtfully. Nicky couldn't quite tell from Mikey's face whether it was a good thing, a bad thing or simply an observation, but he had noticed it himself too. He had also noticed that the absence of the imaginary friend seemed to coincide with the improving relationships with real friends, though he never actually voiced that to Mikey. "Well if he's around, he's invited. If not, it's just us!" "Yeah," Mikey giggled, then rolled onto his back, pulling his legs with him and playfully teased, "And that means more time with my... what did you call it?" "Cute..." Nicky started, sliding off the sofa and onto the floor as he pushed Mikey onto his side, "Little..." he grabbed the waistband of Mikey's shorts and underwear, yanking them, "Butt!" he finished, leaning in to teasingly kiss each of Mikey's exposed cheeks. Mikey giggled as he pulled his legs back and hooked his knees behind his elbows to keep his butt on display to Nicky. "Feel free to use it right now, if you like!" he whispered. "But," Nicky replied, nodding back towards the other side of the dorm where James and David were still playing chess. "We'll just have to do it quietly," Mikey sniggered. "Think of it as practice for when you fuck me with your parents sleeping in the next room!" Nicky bit his lip to suppress a moan. His invite had been based purely on wanting to hang out with the other boy, to give him a break from his own home and to just spend the Summer with a friend. Now he was finding it hard (!) to think about anything other than fucking Mikey all the way into Year 8! "Okay," he agreed, "But I'll need some..." Mikey pulled a small pack of lube from the pocket of his shorts as he discarded the clothing completely. "Always be prepared!" he giggled, giving a boy scout salute. "Is it wrong that I'm thinking of fucking you dressed like a boy scout now?" Nicky joked. "Mental note. Pack my scout uniform!" Mikey replied, winking playfully. Nicky let out a low moan as he leaned in and bit Mikey's buttock teasingly. Mikey let out a quiet yelp, then tore open the pack of lube, squeezed a little out and handed the pack to Nicky who had shuffled his own shorts and underwear down to his knees, his large cock standing to attention already. Lubed and ultra-conscious of every noise around him, Nicky grabbed the other boy and slid him closer, grinning as his face came into view looking down between his legs. "Ready for this?" Nicky asked, circling Mikey's slick hole with the fingers he had just used to lubricate himself. Mikey just let out a low, delighted groan. Taking hold of Mikey's hips, Nicky pulled them down towards his crotch, watching the curled-up boy unroll onto him. He positioned his cock so that Mikey impaled himself on it as his body lowered. "Unnh, this angle... is really... hitting the right spot!" Mikey whispered breathlessly as he lay on the floor between Nicky's legs, his butt on the taller boy's lap and his legs shuddering either side of him. Sitting as he was, Nicky couldn't really fuck Mikey. Instead he had to resort to lifting and dropping him repeatedly, eventually building a decent pace of bouncing him on his cock. Mikey helped as much as he could, but with the large dick pressed firmly against his prostate, he had gone weak, completely at Nicky's mercy. Nicky's breathing grew increasingly shaky as he did his best to keep quiet and avoid alerting David and James to what was happening barely five metres away from them. With quietness came slowness and though both boys were feeling the intensity of their intricately-positioned secret fuck, release was slow in coming. In a way it made a nice change. Most of their fucks, which had only started a month ago, had been rough (at the request of Mikey) and quick (at nobody's request but just the result of their excitement). "Oh God," Mikey mumbled, his hands raising to run through his hair. As he did it, the bottom of his t-shirt rode up, revealing more of his smooth stomach. Nicky's eyes were on it instantly just as his hands would have been if they were they not busy bouncing Mikey on his lap. Mikey spotted it right away and reached down, placing a hand on his own stomach before slowly sliding it up, his t-shirt bunching up as he revealed more of himself. Seeing the effect on Nicky's expression as well as feeling the throbbing of his cock, Mikey grinned and moved his other hand down. He lowered it between his legs and looped his thumb and forefinger around the base of the cock impaling him and gave it a quick squeeze. Leaving his t-shirt bunched up around his chest, he took hold of his own dick. He let out a gentle moan at the size difference he felt between the two cocks, though it was soon followed by a much happier sound as he began to stroke his own penis in time with Nicky's bounces. The sight of the near-naked boy pleasuring himself, along with the dual tightness on his erection of Mikey's hand and hole had him almost ready to cum. It was only when Mikey began to paint his flawless stomach with spunk, his hole convulsing, that Nicky began to cum as well. Gripping Mikey's sides tightly, he filled the boy's butt with his load, forcing himself to avoid shouting out with sheer delight. "Are you coming?" David called out. Both boys jumped, quickly pulling on their clothes. "What?" Nicky called out, embarrassed at being caught. "I said it's lunch time. You guys coming to get some?" David called out, clarifying the misunderstood question as he climbed down from his bunk. Mikey and Nicky both began to snigger, relieved to have gotten away with their covert fuck. "Yeah, yeah we're... definitely coming!" Nicky replied, getting a snorted laugh from Mikey. ***** "Happy birthday Josh!" Danny said with a polite smile as he headed into the visitors' room to see his young friend sitting there waiting. "Nope!" Josh replied, shaking his head and looking quite happy about it. "It's not my birthday!" Danny frowned as he took a seat near the plexiglass screen. He reached for his phone to check the date. It was easy to lose track of time in isolation, but he at least thought he'd got the date right. As he saw it was, indeed, June 21st, he gave Josh a very puzzled look. "I cancelled it. Forever!" Josh explained. Danny grinned. "And that was how he stayed eleven forever..." he joked. "Ha ha," Josh said with a slight snigger. "Look, legally yeah, I turn twelve today and my age will change on this day each year, but..." He paused, thinking about how to explain it. "I didn't get much from my family and what I did get... sucked! So I figured why keep the birthday they gave me. From now on, my birthday is..." he paused again for a moment before finishing, "March 7th!" Danny smiled for a moment until it hit him... and it felt like it literally hit him. He felt winded. He took a moment to compose himself and said, "That's..." He shook his head. "I'm not quite sure what to do with that!" March 7th had been the final day of the school's Covid lockdown... and the day Josh had almost attempted suicide. It was the day that had given the two boys a sacred bond that would stay with them for a lifetime. "Sorry, I know it's a bit much. It's just... you know how you started the roof garden project to try and make some good of what happened? This is... my way of trying to turn bad into good," Josh explained. "It was... the lowest moment of my life, but at the same time, it set me free. I want to celebrate that every year instead of remembering what could have happened!" He was grinning as he finished, though his eyes were watery. Danny was in very much the same state. "That's pretty cool," he admitted, nodding gently. He reached up to wipe his eye, looked the large, clear screen up and down and said, "Stupid wall, I'll have to owe you a hug when I get out!" Josh chuckled and nodded. "Works for me," he said, then frowned a little as he said, "You might... actually owe me more than one hug in a minute!" He leaned forward in his seat. Danny eyed him suspiciously. Danny knew all the dorm 1.01 guys had all come over for a visit and had expected to see the whole bunch rather than just Josh. He figured he was about to find out why he had come in alone. "D'you remember... during Kinkswood, you asked me something?" Josh asked, avoiding eye contact. Danny thought about playing dumb or acting casual, but he knew exactly the thing Josh was talking about. "Yeah," he said quietly. "About... your Dad!" "Well... I was already thinking about that quite a lot, ya know, cos of everything," Josh confessed. "I'd talked about it in therapy obviously, but... I dunno, you kinda made me think about it more and I... emailed my mum." "Oh!" Danny stated. Not his most eloquent response. "Yeah," Josh replied. "She's not, like, banned from making contact with me but they kinda like to keep ot restricted to special occasions, but... being my birthday she wrote back. I had a quick look and I mostly think she's just saying happy birthday and that she hopes I'm doing okay, but... I think she... mentions the Dad stuff too. I haven't..." He stopped, visibly trembling. "I couldn't read it. Not on my own." "I get it," Danny nodded, smiling sympathetically. "I know you've got a lot going on yourself, but you always say I can still come to you with this stuff," Josh said meekly. "Of course!" Danny said with a nod. "Whatever you need!" He hoped he sounded more confident than he felt. "If I send it to you, can you... maybe read it out to me?" Josh requested. He got a nod in response and quickly forwarded the email. It arrived on Danny's phone as he unlocked it. "Want all of it?" he asked, taking a deep breath. As Josh nodded, he started. "Dear Josh. Happy birthday to my baby boy. I hope you're having a nice day with your friends. I miss you very much, especially today. Since everything changed I've had a lot of time to think about how I let you down and how much I failed to be there to protect you and how I turned a blind eye to your brothers and what they were doing. I let you down when I should have been the one protecting you and it will always be my greatest shame." Danny paused, looking up at Josh to make sure he was okay. Seeing Josh smile slightly back at him, he continued. "Mark and Ryan are settled into their new school and are getting used to living at home again..." Danny frowned, lowering his phone. "Your brothers are at home? How? I thought they were in prison. I figured that was the whole plan!" His tone was sharp, almost accusing. Josh shook his head. "No," he replied. "That was... part of the whole deal that was made. They... Danny, they're... damaged, but they're not bad!" "Not bad?" Danny demanded, standing up and glaring wide-eyed at Josh. "How can you possibly fucking say that? I don't even know half the shit they did to you, but the bits I do know make them sound like pure fucking evil!" Josh flinched back a little, cowering in his seat slightly. Danny realised what he was doing and sat back down. "Sorry. I'm sorry. I... shouldn't have shouted!" Josh nodded. "I get why you're... confused." "Pissed, not confused!" Danny said angrily. Josh nodded. "Okay, I get why you're pissed, but... there's something wrong with my brothers!" "Yeah, no shit!" Danny snapped, then realised he was getting worked up again and took a breath with another quick, "Sorry!" "The deal was, they avoid prison time... I mean, more than they had while they were waiting for a trial and they get to go home, but they... get treated for whatever's wrong with them," Josh explained. "I know it doesn't make sense to you, but all I ever wanted was to be safe, and now I am. Making them suffer won't make me feel better and all it does is hurt my mum even more!" "The mum who just admitted to ignored what was happening to you and was a total failure as a parent?" Danny asked pointedly. Josh scowled. "Hey, she messed up but she's still my mum so mind what you say!" he snapped. "You don't get it. She already lost my dad and then me. I couldn't... leave her with nothing!" he explained. He sighed and went on. "The only person my brothers were a danger to was me. They never laid a finger on anyone else, so if I'm not there... there's no problem. They can get treated but they're no risk to anyone. Mum doesn't lose her other two sons and I get to be somewhere I'm safe and happy. I know... it's not what you probably think should happen, but it's what I wanted. Please try to understand." Danny sighed and shook his head but said, "Fine! I think it's so fucking wrong, but if it's what you wanted..." He lifted his phone and quickly read ahead. "Blah blah blah, stuff about the two cunts... you can read that bit yourself, I'm not doing it!" he said pointedly, raising his eyes to Josh who just nodded back. "Okay, I'll read from here. She says, I hear you're settled in well with your new carer and step-brothers which is great news. I know you'll be happy there as well as getting a good education. Blah blah blah, she talks about your grades and says she's proud." He ventured a smile as he said, "I think she's kinda full of it, mate. I've seen your grades!" "What can I say? I'm a lover, not a thinker!" Josh chuckled. "I don't think that's how the saying goes!" Danny disagreed. Josh shrugged. "Meh, it does now!" he replied. Danny glanced down at the phone for a moment then asked, "So how does the saying actually go?" Josh raised an eyebrow. "Stalling much?" he asked with a smirk. "If you're not up to this, I understand!" "I am!" Danny insisted, though he wasn't actually sure he was. "I just... are you up to it?" Josh chewed at his lip for a second, then nodded. Danny went on. "She says, I'm not sure how much of this it's really good to tell you. You might want to run this by Jackson or your therapist and ask them to read this with you." He looked up again and said, "Mate, seriously, if she's saying read this with an adult, maybe you should!" Josh shook his head. "They don't understand all of this, not like you do. Please Danny!" Danny gulped and looked down as he started to read. "Your email said you had some questions about your dad, so... this might answer a few things. Your Dad and I met when we were very young. We were best friends at school and he was so kind and sweet and fierce about protecting anyone he cared about. So passionate and so sporty. He was on every team he could get on which is why it never surprised me when you took after him in that way. Things between us turned into more than friendship and we got married as soon as we were eighteen. Your Dad was a complex man and though we were happy together, I knew something wasn't quite right. We had been talking about separating, but when I got pregnant with Mark we decided we needed to give it another go and things were good. Mark came along and then Ryan and things seemed okay. Your Dad suffered with depression, but thanks to medication and therapy, he got by and we were a family, a happy one. Your Dad threw himself into the business and I helped and things were good... for a while." Danny looked up. "Doing okay?" he asked. "Yeah," Josh replied. It was so strange to hear all of this. His Mum never talked about his Dad and all he ever got from Mark and Ryan was `you killed him, you cunt!' "As the years went by, the medication helped less and less and your Dad was not happy. Deep down I knew why. Your father had a secret. Despite being married to me for years, he was gay. It took him a long time to realise it and just as long for me to catch on. My second greatest shame after failing you is that I failed my husband by ignoring what I knew just to keep my `happy' family together." Danny read out. He glanced over again and Josh nodded once more. "Your father was desperately unhappy and we were considering separating again when I found out I was pregnant with you. It was unplanned, but the moment we found out we were both overjoyed. I think it's important that you know that despite not being planned, from the moment we knew we existed we loved you with all of our hearts. When you were born, I saw a light in your Dad that I hadn't seen since Mark and Ryan were born, but it didn't last. Your Dad began to spiral once again." Danny took a deep breath, not looking to Josh this time, just composing himself. "By this point, Mark and Ryan were old enough to start noticing what was happening. They could see their Dad getting more and more unhappy, staying at work longer, keeping away from the family and it hurt them. The day the police turned up at the door, it's sad to say I wasn't surprised. I knew how unhappy your Dad was and I tried to push him to get help, but I never pushed hard enough, or maybe I pushed too hard. Josh, considering what happened with you earlier in the year, this will be hard for you to hear." Danny read out, stopping to look at Josh. It wasn't hard to know what was coming, they both knew it. Josh was trembling now, barely holding back tears but he nodded again. Danny sniffed and read on. "Your father ended his own life. He climbed onto the roof of his office building one day after work and he jumped. He died instantly, so at least he didn't suffer at the end." Danny was sniffing back tears now. It was impossible not to imagine Josh's attempt going the same way. Both boys sat quietly crying for a minute before Danny took a deep breath and continued. "I told your brothers he had died first. They were older and I hoped they would understand. You were barely three and I just couldn't even imagine how to tell you, but your brothers beat me to it. They got angry over their loss and they aimed their anger at you. I walked in to hear them telling you that Dad was gone and it was because having you had driven him to it. I told them right away that it wasn't true and told them you were not to blame. I allowed myself to believe that was the end of it, but I knew part of them blamed you for his death, I just never knew quite how much they believed it or how much they wanted to hurt you for it." "Obviously they are now getting help to understand that their anger and blame is misplaced, but what makes me so sad is knowing that they have managed to convince you to believe it too. Josh, please know that your brothers could not be more wrong. Your father didn't die because of you. He only clung on as long as he did because he loved you so very much. You were the last great joy in his life and he promised he would always love you! I know you would never say it, because you are every bit as sweet, kind and forgiving as your father ever was, but I know it hurt you when I agreed so easily for you to go into care, but I want you to know it was because of your Dad. There is not a day goes by where I don't hate myself for not being able to let go of your Dad when he needed me to. I wasn't going to make the same mistake with you, and I need you to know that I let you go so you could find your happiness, even if it's not with me in your life." The only sound in the room for the next couple of minutes was quiet sniffs and breaths. "Are you okay?" Danny asked. The question felt so insufficient, like offering a bandage to a decapitated man, but he had to ask it anyway. Josh inhaled and then tried to exhale slowly, but it came out juddery as he continued to tremble. "Yeah, well... no, but... I... I'm glad I know all that!" "It was... a lot!" Danny said, again an understatement. Josh nodded thoughtfully for a few moments, letting the facts roll over in his mind. "It wasn't my fault!" he said, as much to himself as to Danny. He took another deep breath and said it again. "It wasn't my fault. Danny, I'm not a killer!" He smiled. A pure, sincere, joyful smile. "That's a relief. I was worrying who in the dorm you might take out first!" Danny joked. Josh laughed. "Definitely you, just to stop your crap jokes!" he replied with a smirk. "Oof, brutal, mate!" Danny chuckled back. "Danny... I..." Josh sighed. "Thank you for doing this. I don't think I could have done it on my own!" "This is Kingswood. You never need to be alone again!" Danny replied, then smirked again and said, "And you were right. Definitely more than one hug coming your way once out of Covid jail!" ***** It had been nice to catch up with the others from the dorm in person. Unlike the last lockdown where unpleasant comments had hurt and divided them, things were good so they had all been eagerly chatting away on the Kingswood app during Chris and Danny's quarantine, but it was still nice to meet up face-to-face. Josh had eventually come to join the rest of the group and though he acted cheerful, it wasn't hard to see the birthday boy had been crying. When Brian turned up for a visit, they all took it as their cue to switch rooms and go spend some time with Danny, leaving Chris alone with his mentor. Chris and Brian's relationship was a strange one compared to some of the others in the dorm. Danny and Joseph shared a deep bond that was both emotional and physical, the sort that allowed them to be completely open and honest with each other, while allowing the playful teasing that can only come from two close friends (especially when one of them has a humiliation fetish). Nicky and his mentor Will, that had been an entirely romantic relationship, though they were slowly finding their way to a more professional arrangement following their break-up and gradual reconciliation. Mikey and Rob, with their mentors Andy and Sam respectively were very much the typical mentor-like-an-older-brother sort of bond that seemed most common in the school, with the younger boys learning from the older ones in a very supportive way. Chris and Brian didn't really fit into any of those categories. Aside from a little playing together at the selection day, they had never been at all sexual with each other. It was definitely not a romance, though there was definitely a kind of love between them. It also wasn't a brotherly bond as when it came to siblings, Chris already had that very much covered with the small army of them back at home. If anything, their bond was simply a strong friendship. Chris could say anything and ask anything. Brian would always listen and answer any question, but didn't go out of his way to actively teach Chris, instead allowing him to make discoveries on his own and then guide him through them as needed. A very hands-off approach. It had not been a completely smooth year. Chris had suffered terribly (and continued to do so) with homesickness, he had started a somewhat sudden relationship with a boy from another dorm then experienced the breakdown of his relationship thanks to his own infidelity, he had a dormmate who nearly attempted suicide and he had nearly lost his best friend thanks to his lying. It was a running joke amongst the older students that `there's no drama like Year 7 drama' and Chris was a walking embodiment of it. As if the rest of it hadn't been enough, Chris was now dealing with the worry over his Covid-infected family members too. Brian knew Chris needed him, which was why he had come to visit, as he had done every day during the quarantine so far, though the more he visited, the more guilty he felt. While he listened to Chris talk, joked back with him and supported him to the best of his ability, his mind was elsewhere. Just on the other side of the wall was the other visitors' room, one in which Danny was spending time with his friends. "Hnnh, that's really sweet," Brian chuckled as Chris continued telling a story about his older sister, Aisling. He let out a gentle sigh as he stared at the wall, as if looking at it long enough would somehow allow him to see through, to see Danny. Just eight days earlier, he had had sex with the younger boy. It had not been planned. It had come in the midst of a school-wide search for Chris after he ran away and as he thought about it now, he couldn't help feeling he had taken advantage. Danny had been angry at Chris and relieved over his safety at the same time. Much like Chris, it was simply the latest in a string of tumultuous events. It had seemed like a good idea at the time but Danny had seemed so... awkward afterwards. The fact he had ended up willingly put himself into quarantine not long after was something Brian kept telling himself was coincidental, but a niggling little part of his mind kept telling him Danny was hiding from him. "How's Danny doing?" Brian asked when there was a lull in the conversation. Chris shrugged and sighed. "I think mostly he's just annoyed that this quarantine isn't like the last one. We actually had fun in the first one!" "Except the ending!" Brian teased. Chris raised his eyebrows and nodded. "Yeah, true dat!" "Other than that he seems... okay... ish... I think!" Chris said. It actually made him think. Danny had been so supportive. He had literally put his health at risk to try and stop Chris being alone, he had constantly checked in about the family and been supportive every time there was bad news and he had done his very best to keep Chris' spirits up, but Chris hadn't really offered him much in return. "You could always go and say hello yourself. I'm sure you've saved up plenty of fun names for him by now!" Brian chuckled. "Maybe one or two," he said, "But I'll... save `em for when he's out. Last thing he needs is me teasing him!" "Why d'you only do it with him?" Chris asked, cocking his head curiously. "I mean, I'm always just Chris and you don't do it with any of your mates!" Brian knew the answer. It had taken him a long time to realise it, but now he definitely knew. Telling Chris was certainly not about to happen though. Instead he deflected with, "Do you... WANT me to start calling you other things?" Chris shook his head. "Nah, I'm good with Chris, but..." "I could call you Dimples!" Brian offered. "I don't have dimples!" Chris sniggered. "I know, that's what makes it funny," Brian said, glad to see Chris smiling. "How about donut?" "No, nothing with holes. This is Kingswood, you know how that'd go!" Chris said, laughing at his own comment. "Aquaman?" Brian suggested. "Ya know, cos of the swimming!" He was expecting a disagreement, or at least a polite laugh, but instead he saw Chris frown a little. "Okay, what up"? he asked. Chris pursed his lips for a moment, unsure whether to say something or not. Eventually he decided to go for it, after all, Brian was always a good listener. "If you're good at something, I mean, like really REALLY good, does that mean you should do it?" Based on how the conversation had started, it wasn't hard to guess what Chris was getting at, but he never liked to lead these sorts of conversations. He answered with a question. "Do you think it's more important to be good at what you do, or to enjoy what you do?" Chris thought about it for a moment. "Both!" he answered with a cheeky grin. Brian rolled his eyes as he smirked. "Sure, yes, enjoying something you're good at is always a nice thing, but if you had to choose just one?" Chris thought again for a moment. "I do enjoy swimming, and not just cos Mr Beecham's hot and I get to perv on guys in swimwear!" "Certainly doesn't hurt though," Brian interjected, smiling broadly. "True," Chris agreed. "I'm not saying I wanna stop doing it. I know Mr B said I could be a really good competitor and even swim in the Olympics, but... when Covid kicked in and competitions started getting cancelled... I actually felt relieved and the more I think about it, the less I want to be competing in a pool." "So what you gonna do?" Brian asked, always eager to let Chris reach his own conclusions than to offer his own. "I think I need to tell Mr Beecham I don't wanna do it anymore, but... he's gonna be really disappointed!" Chris said, looking sad. Mr Beecham was his favourite teacher even before they started spending a couple of hours together five days a week for the extra coaching. "Look, any decent teacher just wants his students to be happy and Mr B's way better than just decent. Tell him what you told me and he'll be fine!" Brian said, knowing Chris already had all the answers he needed. "Thanks Brian," Chris said happily. "No problem," Brian replied, though his mind had already wandered back to the boy in the room next door. ***** While it had been a tiring and emotional day, Danny found himself feeling a lot better than he had that morning. A part of the reason for his change was the time he had spent with his friends, he knew that for sure, but most of it came from Chris and Josh, or rather, their pain! Seeing Chris worried to tears about his family and being with Josh when he learned the things he did about his Dad, they had both given Danny a little perspective. Sure, he still had plenty to be miserable about but if his friends could deal with such colossal issues and get through it, he could absolutely handle his own meagre problems. Determined to tackle one of those problems, he messaged Kyle and asked him to come over. The two were still working on rebuilding their friendship after the messiness with Chris and Danny knew he needed to put in some effort. They had chatted a while before Kyle had to go off for dinner and by the time he left, the two felt much closer to being back to `normal', even making plans to resume their old Thursday night get-togethers with Chris, despite there only being three Thursday nights left in the school year after he left quarantine. Emboldened by the positive steps he had taken with Kyle, Danny decided to make another move he had been contemplating for a while. Just before dinner, he sent a message to Adrian Rivera from dorm 1.03. [Hey, been a while. Wondered if you might want to come visit me in Covid jail tonight?] [Sure! After dinner okay?] Adrian replied a few minutes later. Thankfully, one of the visitors' rooms was free so after dinner he sat nervously awaiting Adrian's arrival. The two boys had known each other since the beginning of the year, sharing the vast majority of extra-curriculars but had only really become friends after Chris found out Adrian liked Danny and tried to set them up. Despite Danny's inadvertent refusal, they had become friends and it had been going exceptionally well... until Danny had proposed they fool around together at the Christmas party. Adrian had refused politely, but it had highlighted their very contrasting approaches to sex, with Danny freely open to exploring with anyone and Adrian much more reserved. Between the awkwardness that followed, then everything with Josh and Covid, the two had not really managed to re-connect. It was only a conversation with Adrian's mentor at Kinkswood that had prompted Danny to even think about Adrian. Danny stood as he saw the door open but didn't really know why. It just felt like something he should do. He was about to make a poor excuse to hide his embarrassment, but stopped as he saw Adrian standing in the doorway... stark naked! "Hi Danny," Adrian said, hands cupped in front of his crotch, blushing heavily. Danny just stared. He had seen Adrian naked plenty of times in the locker room after PE or swimming or football but as he had experienced himself, getting changed in a socially-accepted room-that-you-normally-get-naked-in and walking around the school naked were two very different experiences. He had normally been on the other side of it, but now he was beginning to see the differences were just as pronounced as a spectator. Adrian was a true vision of beauty. Danny already found himself quite entranced by his soft features and floppy black hair, but seeing him stood there, his Filipino-Korean heritage giving his skin a distinctly darker tone than the mostly-white mass of other students, his nipples dark and pert, presumably chilled by the walk over from the Home Building. Standing straight or flexing, he had a fairly toned torso, but hunched over with his hands cupped over his crotch gave him a slight podge, accentuated by his belly button that Danny found utterly charming. His body was smooth, aside from the slight shock of black pubes straining to reach outside of his cupped hands and a slight dusting of dark hairs on his shins. "Hi Adrian," Danny eventually said back. "New visitor rules I don't know about?" he asked with a smirk. Adrian rolled his eyes as he shut the door and moved across the room. "No, it's a punishment," Adrian explained. "Thought you'd know that. Figured it was why you asked me to come over!" Danny chuckled for a moment, then stopped and frowned, "Wait, did you... think I was only interested so I could get to see you naked?" "No!" Adrian insisted, raising his hands defensively for a moment before realising it revealed his genitals and quickly covered up again, blushing even more. "No," he repeated. "I... well... kinda!" "I know you think I'm a slut but give me SOME credit!" Danny said, slightly offended. "I don't think you're..." Adrian started, looking a bit distressed. "I mean, I wasn't saying... Ugh, can we start over please?" "Sorry, yeah," Danny nodded. "I think I'm... just being a bit over-sensitive. It's been a day!" He grinned and looked the naked boy up and down, "But I'm guessing you can sympathise!" Adrian let out a gentle moan and nodded. He sat down in a chair facing Danny, keeping his hands over his cock. Danny sat down too and sighed wistfully. "You remember that first day we hung out?" he asked. "You mean the blind date neither of us knew was a date?" Adrian asked. He nodded, sniggered and said, "Yeah, I do!" "That was..." Danny started, puffing out his cheeks as he counted in his head. "Seven months ago? Wow. Sounds pretty long, but it feels like... even longer!" "You've definitely been through a lot!" Adrian nodded. "And I'm sorry!" "What for?" Danny asked, a little confused. "You... live two doors down. You're in my classes, on my teams and... I never checked in, I never asked how you were!" Adrian said sadly. "Yeah, but neither did I!" Danny insisted. Both boys sighed at once, then sniggered a little at the synchronicity. "You said let's start over," Danny said with a smile. "So let's properly start over. Friendship reboot. Danny and Adrian two-point-oh!" "Hmmm, nah!" Adrian said, shaking his head and looking serious. A grin suddenly spread across his face. "It's totally Adrian and Danny!" As he said it, he relaxed in the seat a little, his hands slightly moving away from his crotch. "I can live with that!" Danny sniggered, then gulped as his eyes lowered to Adrian's exposed cock. The patch of hair above it was small but stood out clearly being so dark. "Sorry!" he suddenly yelped as he spotted Adrian catch him looking. He suddenly dropped his hands to his own crotch to cover the bulge of his erection. "Sorry!" he added again. Adrian covered up and giggled nervously. "I'll... erm... take it as a compliment!" "Sorry," Danny said one more time. "I've been there. I know it's... not fun!" He was glossing over the side of his personality that actually found public nudity exceptionally fun and focused purely on the unwelcome embarrassment of it. "Yeah, I've had better days," Adrian said with a wry grin. "If it puts you more at ease, I can get naked too!" Danny offered. "You think seeing you naked is gonna make me LESS anxious?" Adrian asked with an awkward giggle. "Besides, what if someone comes in?" Danny raised an eyebrow, casting his mind back over the year. "Seriously, at this point who's gonna walk through that door who HASN'T already seen me naked?" "Harry Styles?" Adrian said with a grin. "Yeah, Harry Styles walks through that door and me being naked just saves me some time!" Danny joked. Adrian let out a muted whimper. "Imagining me getting off with Harry?" Danny asked. When he got a shy nod, he added, "Enjoying the thought of it?" Adrian stared back for a moment, then moved his hands aside. It was Danny's turn to let out a whimper. He had seen Adrian naked, but this was new. His cock was hard, standing maybe a little larger than Danny's own, circumcised and standing proudly from its little dark nest, his balls hanging heavily beneath. `That's a beautiful dick!' Danny thought to himself. `Not the most beautiful. That's definitely Brian's! Wait, no, don't think about Brian. He hasn't even come to see you. Fuck Brian. Wait, you already did that, well maybe the other way around. Don't fuck Brian. Let Brian fuck you! No, fuck. Stop thinking fuck. Fuck. And stop thinking Brian. Brian! Fuck! Brian! Fuck! Brian!' "Are you okay?" Adrian asked nervously, suddenly covering up. "You're really hot!" Danny said bluntly. He saw Adrian smile but quickly added. "No, sorry. Fuck. I screwed things up before cos I was hitting on you. I'm not doing that again. I wanna be your friend!" "I'm sitting here naked, showing off my boner to you!" Adrian said, cheeks burning. "I'd say I'm the one doing the... hitting, wait, no, the hitting on, I mean... Ugh! I suck!" His head dropped dejectedly. "So do I usually, but there's a wall in the way!" Danny said, sniggering. Adrian chuckled and ventured a return glance. "Do you... wanna jerk off together?" Adrian asked softly. Had Danny been recorded, there is a very real chance he would be in the Guinness Book of World Records for quickest strip. He stood before a very amused Adrian. "That's a yes, by the way!" Danny said, standing naked and aroused. "You're... wow!" Adrian said, visibly trembling. He pulled his hands aside. "Ha, thanks," Danny said, clearly much more used to being seen than Adrian who still looked profusely embarrassed. "Hey, pull your seat closer," he suggested, pulling his own nearer the screen. As Adrian copied, he sat down then slid down a little in the seat so he was almost laying in it, then spread his legs and raised them, placing his feet on the plexiglass screen. Adrian smiled as he got the idea and did the same, placing his feet against Danny's. They found themselves staring straight at each other, hard cocks, full balls and pert butts all on show to each other. "Let's be quick. I don't enjoy getting caught as much as you do!" Adrian said as he started stroking. "Hey, I don't..." Danny started, then shook his head. "Nah, I can't even pretend. I fucking love it!" "I'd love to... just walk into a room and find you, like... wanking!" Adrian said, half fantasising, half watching the live show in front of him. "That'd be so hot!" Danny gulped, stroking quickly. "I thought you didn't... do this stuff!" "You wanna... talk about this now?" Adrian asked, smirking as his hand moved rapidly. "Maybe not," Danny sniggered. "Talk more about... catching me!" "Okay," Adrian said, eyes wide with excitement. "So maybe, you're in your dorm and you're naked, thinking you're alone so you jerk off!" "Mmmm, go on!" Danny moaned, as excited by the imagined scenario as he was by the beautiful boy wanking in front of him. "Except you hear the door close and you turn to realise... mmm yes... that I've been standing there watching you," Adrian went on. "And... and then?" Danny asked, breathing heavier. "Then you... you see my phone and... and know I've recorded you..." Adrian said breathily. "What'll you do... with the recording?" Danny asked, almost forgetting it wasn't real. "I'll show... everyone!" Adrian threatened. "Unless you do what I say!" "OH GOD!!" Danny suddenly screamed out. His first spurt hit the screen but the rest didn't get quite as far, landing heavily on the floor in front of him. "Ah wow!" Adrian gasped at the sight of the orgasming boy. A few more strokes and he copied, though two of his shots were strong enough to spatter against the screen before the rest landed on the ground. Slowly catching their breath, they stared at each other, smiling serenely. Danny glanced up at his feet and realised he could feel the heat of Adrian's through the screen. It was the closest he had come to human contact in eight days, and he almost cried but just held it together. Crying at someone after wanking with them didn't really strike him as a good move. With a hefty exhale, Danny dropped his feet to the ground and sat up in his seat. "That was fun!" he said happily. "Yeah it was," Adrian agreed, sitting properly too. "And that... stuff I said, maybe we could..." he paused and bit his lip for a moment before offering, "Play it out for real some time?" "You'd do that?" Danny asked, excited. He only knew about roleplay from his time playing D&D so it had been somewhat of a revelation when he attended Kinkswood and was introduced to the idea of sexual roleplay. None of the others had seemed too into it and he hadn't really thought about it much since, what with other things to concern him, but this was an offer he simply couldn't refuse. "Mmm-huh," Adrian nodded happily. "Awesome. Now I really can't wait to get out of here!" Danny said excitedly. ----------------------------------- If you enjoy my writing, please let me know at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk, I love to hear readers' thoughts. 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