Date: Sat, 19 Dec 2020 00:46:19 +0000
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: Tales from Kingswood - Chapter 5

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Chapter 5

Monday 2 September 2019

Danny considered opened his eyes. Something had woken him and he was torn
between finding out what it was and slipping back into sleep. As the
morning alarm hadn't gone off, he knew he still had time. For once, it
wasn't Chris climbing in bed beside him that woke him, though that was
something he had actually come to enjoy. Aside from the pleasant sensation
of another body against his own, the two boys always talked about the best
stuff when they were together like that.

Cautiously allowing one eye to open, he looked round with it blearily and
noticed definite signs of movement to his right. While it wasn't Chris
getting into bed with him, it was once again Chris to blame. As his eye
began to focus, the view became clearer. It must have been quite close to
dawn as the room was fairly well lit, making it easy to see Chris, laying
on his bed, covers thrown back with his boxers down at his knees.

His hand was on his cock, stroking slowly, presumably being careful not to
rock the bunk too much and wake Mikey sleeping below. His other hand was
gently caressing his chest, paying particular attention to his nipples.

Danny considered closing his eyes again and respecting the other boy's
privacy. On the other hand, he was doing it openly so was privacy really
what he wanted? If he didn't want to be seen, he'd be under the covers. At
least that was the justification he gave himself as he lay there, watching
discretely. His own cock strained in his chastity device, now serving day
five of his forced abstinence.

The slow pace was necessary to avoid waking Mikey or the rest of the dorm,
but Chris seemed to be revelling in it, the slow teasing build-up, the pure
simple eroticism of his own hands exploring himself. His breathing was
rapid, but muted as much as he could manage, again presumably worried about
being caught.

Danny wondered how Chris would feel if he knew he had a spectator. Would he
be embarrassed and cover up? Would he continue for his viewer's own
pleasure? Or would he actually enjoy it? While Danny suspected the latter,
based on what he already knew of the boy from their six days together, this
was an opportunity he didn't want to miss. Something about watching such an
intimate act, without the performer even being aware turned the frustrated
boy on even more.

As Chris' hand slid down his body, Danny almost gasped as he saw it slip
between the boy's legs. He clearly gave his balls a brief tease on the way
past, but his fingers were clearly intended for an even more intimate
area. He saw Chris' body arch just a little as his fingers made contact
with his hole. He wondered whether it was just touching or if he had pushed
a finger inside and considered just for a moment copying the movement
himself, but knew it would give away that he was awake.

Chris' breathing grew deeper and suddenly, his had froze, his cock pointing
straight up as he began to shoot. While it was one of the most exciting
things Danny had seen, he felt slightly disappointed by the small spurt and
few dribbles that emerged from the other boy's straining cock. He was used
to seeing Joseph, who could produce a pretty-much adult-sized load by
now. Chris, while well-developed for his age, was still very much working
with equipment from the boys' department!

It didn't seem to stop Chris from enjoying the sensation though, his arms
laying flat by his side, his chest rising and falling rapidly as Danny
continued to watch him in profile. The voyeur very nearly closed his eye
again, figuring the show was over, but continued watching, mesmerised by
Chris' body, the way his chest heaved, the way his cock lay, shrinking on
his stomach, the blissful expression on his face.

But then, something happened that caught even Danny by surprise. Chris'
hand raised, reached for his stomach, grabbed the small glob of spunk and
raised it to his mouth. He hungrily licked his fingers clean before
lowering them again to get the final remnants, sucking on his fingers until
every drop was swallowed. Finally done, he reached down and pulled up his
boxers, then grabbed his phone, presumably checking the time.

He looked directly at Danny, who immediately closed his eye. Moments later,
there was the familiar sound and movement he knew all too well of Chris
scaling the gap between their bunks to come and join him. Figuring it was
safe to open his eyes now, he looked at the boy climbing in beside him.

"Morning!" Danny said, clearly sounding much more alert than usual and
immediately cursing himself for it.

"Hey," Chris said as he lifted the covers and slid in beside his friend. He
slipped an arm under Danny's neck, then looped it round him, pulling him
close as they snuggled together.

"What time is it?" Danny asked with a genuine yawn.

"Nearly seven!" Chris replied with a gentle sigh. That meant it was nearly
time to get up and begin their first day of school, something most of the
1.01 boys had not been looking forward to. As Danny nodded and rested his
head against Chris' shoulder, the older boy asked, "So did you enjoy the
show?"

"What... show?" Danny asked, already knowing it was pointless to try and
play dumb. "You did that for me?" he asked softly.

"Ha!" Chris laughed, louder than intended, then lowered his voice. "No, I
did it for me, but once I realised you were awake, I figured I'd let you
enjoy it too! So... did you?"

Danny hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to be honest or play it
cool. "Yeah," he finally admitted. "It was pretty hot!"

Chris chuckled. "Thanks. I liked being watched!" he said, like it was just
some casual thing and not a confession of some sordid sexual proclivity.

"Do you... always.... erm... ya know..." Danny started, but couldn't say
the words, so he raised his hand and licked a finger.

Chris sniggered again and nodded. "Saves on clean-up!" he said jovially.

"What does it... taste like?" Danny asked, getting bolder, curiosity
over-riding embarrassment.

Chris shrugged. "Kinda salty. Hard to describe, it's not like it tastes
like bananas or something, it tastes like cum!"

"Be cool if it did!" Danny said with a quiet laugh.

"Maybe a whole range of flavours. Twist the balls to make your selection!"
Chris joked. He reached down into his boxers, fiddled for a moment and
said, "There ya go, I've set it to chocolate milkshake flavour. Fancy a
drink?"

"Yeah, you wish!" Danny said, blushing a little.

Before they could discuss it any further, a cacophony of alarms went
off. Alarm times were set automatically by the Kingswood app based on their
schedules, so with all eight boys in the same classes, their phones all
went off at once.

Danny let out a heavy sigh as he sat up. "Well, here we go, I guess!"

*****

Classes ran smoothly throughout the first day for the 1.01 boys. While they
would attend all of the same classes together, they were always paired with
one of the other dorms and by the end of the first day had been in classes
with the occupants of dorms 1.02, 1.03 and 1.04. It was nice to be able to
mix with all of them. Although they were constantly reminded that they were
all peers and all part of the Year 7 group, they still tended to gravitate
towards their own dorm-buddies most of the time.

One thing that had become abundantly clear to Danny was that not all of the
other dorms had been given (or followed) the same advice he had been by
Joseph about getting the group to bond. While the boys of 1.03 seemed to be
almost as close to each other as Danny and his friends, the 1.02 boys were
all quite distant from each other, while 1.04 seemed like an outright
war-zone, with more personality clashes than friendships. By the end of the
day, he had made a mental note to thank his mentor for helping to point
them in the right direction.

At breakfast and lunch, the boys had been careful to ensure that Josh was
never left on his own. While they were surprised he was not receiving much
mockery for his very public humiliation the night before, they all knew
about how he had been set up by Alex and the other boys and were keen to
make sure that if any trouble happened again, there would be plenty of
witnesses to corroborate Josh's side.

After classes finished at 3.45, most of the boys quickly rushed off to
their first club of the evening. There was one after-school activity
session that ran from 4 to 6 and another from 7 to 8.45, with dinner taking
place in between. Mikey, Josh and Danny had been to their first meeting of
the football team, David and James had excitedly headed off to chess club,
Chris had gone to Music club and Rob had nothing arranged so had set aside
some time to get ahead on the book he had been assigned for Book Club.

Nicky had found himself double-booked, having both Diving and Music taking
place at the same time on Mondays. Despite Chris' persistent insistence
that the other boy should join him at music, the thought of seeing William
(both in the club and after it) was too much for Nicky to resist and he had
gone off to Diving.

They had all met up at 6 to go in for dinner, still being mindful to keep
Josh surrounded by witnesses, though Nicky was late back from Diving for
some unknown reason, so they went on without him and soon sat at their
usual table.

"Oh my God, it was so good!" Chris said happily between mouthfuls. "I was
kinda of expecting it to be just like a music class, but it's nothing like
that. We, like, kinda do what we want. You can make groups and just
kinda... ya know... jam, or like some of the better players were helping
out the beginners. Oh, and we did this bit where you had to take a song
everyone knows and play it in a different style and see how long it took
anyone to guess what it was!"

The others listened on happily. Chris tended to command attention when he
spoke anyway, it was just something about his personality, but hearing him
talk so happily and excitedly about music was truly endearing.

Nicky walked up to the group and placed down his tray while Chris was still
talking, but he stopped and looked at the late arrival. "You let me down
mate. Choosing diving over music? You missed so much fun! Nearly missed
dinner too!"

"Don't worry, I had plenty of fun," Nicky said knowingly, but gave away
nothing with his expression.

"Well whatever, I told the others you'd be there on Wednesday!" Chris said
happily.

"No, he'll be with me at basketball on Wednesday!" Mikey chimed in.

"No way, you get him at basketball after dinner tonight. He's not bailing
on music twice in one week!" Chris insisted.

Nicky leaned towards David who was sat beside him and quietly asked, "D'you
think I get any say in this?"

David chuckled. "Doesn't sound like it! You could always annoy both of them
and come to chess club with me and James instead!"

"Chess? That's the one where you have to go round and find the murderer,
right?" Nicky asked, looking at Danny opposite and smiling.

"What? No, that's cluedo. Chess is..." David started, flustered at the
mistake.

"David, he's messing with you!" Danny interrupted, sniggering at Nicky's
obvious trolling.

Mikey and Chris had continued their arguing over Nicky's schedule but Chris
finally stopped and smiled. "Aww, listen to us, arguing like a proper
married couple. Do we need to kiss and make up?" he asked with a cheeky
grin, pursing his lips.

Mikey scowled at the other boy. He was proving to be Chris' biggest
challenge. While the loveable Irish boy was clearly very close with Danny,
he had a tendency to hug, touch, lean on or just generally be in physical
contact with whoever happened to be close by... except Mikey. The
often-irritable boy seemed to hate the idea of human contact, especially
from Chris, so naturally that had just spurred Chris on to try and do it
even more.

Conversation returned to the their first clubs of the evening, with Mikey
proudly proclaiming that their football coach had said he had 'a lot of
potential'. Danny had been put in goal and realised he had quite liked it,
though Josh just claimed it was because it meant he didn't have to run
around the field as much. Josh had had a somewhat more subdued time as the
football coach, Mr Cunningham, gave him constant stink-eye for his alleged
behaviour the night before. David and James had tried talking about chess
club, but had given up after all the others pretended to fall asleep.

With dinner over and their trays cleared away, the 1.01 boys split off,
with Josh and Rob heading over to the Sports Complex for rugby, with Mikey
and Nicky who were heading to basketball. James and David, who had no club
to attend had announced they were going to hang out in the Common Room,
which left Chris and Danny heading off to Drama club.

"I think I'm getting through to Mikey," Chris said with a smirk as they
walked along.

Danny smirked. "Yeah, I reckon they'll fix that broken shower before you
get through to him!" he joked, referring to the shower cubicle that had
been marked 'out of order' since they arrived at the school and had
apparently been that way for years.

"Maybe he should be the one coming to drama club, he's nothing BUT drama!"
Chris joked.

Danny chuckled. "Sounds about right,"

"Chris, wait up!" a voice suddenly called from behind.

The boys turned to see a couple of others heading towards them.

"Oh, hey guys," Chris said happily. "This is Danny. Danny, these guys are
in music club with me." He looked to the other two Year 7s and asked, "You
coming to drama club too?"

The two boys answered excitedly, happy to have someone else they knew to go
with.

As the three boys chatted eagerly about what they had done in Music Club,
Danny hung back, feeling suddenly resentful of the other two boys. He had
been looking forward to spending some time alone with Chris and they had
just come along and ruined it.

*****

Things were still quite lively in 1.01 when Mr Trent came round for his
first lights-out check. They were all in bed, but the lights were on and
they were still talking eagerly about their evening's activities.

"Right, lights out lads," the teacher said cheerfully as he peered into the
room. "You all have a good first day?"

The boys all called back happily, collectively quite surprised that it had
actually been a fairly enjoyable day.

"Glad to hear it. Sleep well, boys. See you in the morning!" Mr Trent said
as he clicked off the light and shut the door.

Nicky lay back silently, listening as the usual post-lights-out routine
took place. James and David would start whispering about something
painfully mundane, either taking opposing views and arguing over it, or
worse, agreeing and just growing increasingly excitable as they
conferred. Josh and Rob would begin whispering to each other, giggling
occasionally. What they possibly had to talk about after spending the whole
day together was beyond him. Above, Chris and Danny would begin chattering
away, clearly just killing time until Mr Trent had done his second check
and one of them could jump into the other's bed.

Beside him, Mikey lay, also silent. A few times Nicky had attempted to talk
to the boy in the next bunk, but it had never been met with any kind of
enthusiasm. While Mikey was definitely a friend, the two doing lots of
activities together, he was certainly not a 'whisper all your secrets and
share your private moments' kind of friend. Nicky figured that may change
over time, as he himself was still quite reserved in social situations, but
for now he couldn't be bothered to try and left the other boy alone.

That particular night, Nicky had other things on his mind anyway. He had
just showered after basketball, wishing William was there to make it as
interesting as his post-diving showers had become, when he checked his
phone. He was only looking at the time, but noticed a chat
notification. Considering how rarely he used the app's chat function it was
unusual so he checked it right away.

There was a message from someone called Jonathan Cross. He did not know the
name and a quick look at his profile revealed he was in Year 13. The
message read, [Come to dorm 3.18 at 10 o'clock tonight!]

[I think you have the wrong person!] Nicky sent back right away.

[Nope. Nicholas Jones. Year 7. Right person. Dorm 3.18, 10 o'clock!]
Jonathan replied.

Nicky had messaged back again asking what he wanted and stating it was
after lights-out, but he got no response and now lay in bed thinking about
it. He was unsure what the punishment was for being out of bed after
lights-out. As they were so carefully sticking to Rob's plan of building Mr
Trent's trust, it was something none of them had experienced yet, but based
on what he had seen happen to Josh the previous night, any kind of
punishment terrified the timid boy.

At the same time, he was also worried about what might happen if he refused
to obey the instruction he had been given. Who was he? What did he want?
All of it kept swirling round and round his head as the whispering went on
around him.

Mr Trent paid his second visit of the evening and, right on cue, he felt
his bunk wobbling as Chris climbed over to join Danny above him and the two
pairs on the opposite side of the room resumed their quiet chatter. Nicky
kept glancing at the time, still undecided about whether to go or not, but
worried that of he did, the others may still be awake to question
it. Thankfully, the chatter began to die down, the hectic first day
obviously having tired the other boys out.

At a few minutes to ten, he finally made up his mind and quietly climbed
out of bed, then crept across to the door and opened it cautiously. He
listened for a moment, but heard no signs of life and stepped out, pulling
it closed behind him. He immediately wished he had put on some kind of
footwear as the stone hallway felt freezing against his bare feet, sending
a shudder through his whole body. On the positive side though, it made his
footsteps almost inaudible as he crept along to the stairs leading up.

He paused at the top, listening again. Being higher up, there were still a
few noises coming from the floor above, the occupants of the Year 12 and 13
dorms obviously still awake. Thankfully it sounded like they were all in
their dorms though, so Nicky crept up the next flight of stairs to the
third floor. Having never been up there before, he was unsure which
direction to go but thankfully a sign on the wall pointed him towards the
dorm he required.

He dashed along and found the door marked 3.18 and paused for a
moment. Should he knock, and risk others nearby hearing, or walk straight
in, without knowing who was in there or why. He was still deliberating when
the door opened.

"Thought I heard someone!" the room's occupant said with a smile. "Well
come in before someone sees you!"

Whoever he was, he certainly didn't look scary. He was smiling sweetly as
he stood aside to let the young boy enter. One of the first things Nicky
noticed was the young man's heavy stubble. It made him look much older than
the seventeen-year-old he presumably was. Along with his light grey eyes,
impeccable cheek bones and strong jawline, it made him look quite
strikingly handsome.

Of course, Nicky's attention was only on the occupant for a few seconds
before he saw something that filled him with a sudden mix of excitement and
sheer terror. The room was clearly divided in two, with a bed, desk and
wardrobe on each side. While one bed was empty, laying on top of the other
one was a person. They were naked, but blindfolded, gagged, ears covered,
arms and legs restrained and crotch contained in one of the chastity
devices he had seen his room-mates wearing.

"It's okay," the young man said as he shut the door, seeing Nicky's
expression upon spotting the captive. "I'm not gonna hurt you! My name's
Jonathan. And you're Nicky, right?"

Nicky nodded, the reassurances doing little to calm the already-intimidated
boy, he was backing away slowly, but soon realised he didn't really have
anywhere to go.

"And I believe you know William," Jonathan said, gesturing to the boy on
the bed.

"My William?" Nicky asked, shocked that the mystery captive was his own
mentor. He looked again and now recognised his new lover's body and the
uncovered part of his face.

Jonathan chuckled. "That's so cute. But yes, I suppose. Your William!"

"What are you... doing to him?" Nicky asked nervously.

"Okay, you really need to calm down," Jonathan said, backing away and
sitting on the bed opposite. "Please, have a seat, take a few deep
breaths. I'm serious, you're not at any risk here, I promise!"

Nicky nodded, pulling out the chair by the desk and sitting down. He took
some deep breaths as suggested and did find himself feeling much calmer,
but the sight of William restrained was still troubling him.

"So little Willy here tells me you two have become... close. Is that
right?" Jonathan asked.

Nicky smirked reluctantly. Little Willy couldn't have been more appropriate
for his under-developed mentor. He straightened his face and said, "I guess
you could say that!"

"Okay then," Jonathan said with a nod. "Well I'm William's mentor and I
figured we should probably meet to discuss how things are going to work."

"Oh!" Nicky said in realisation. He had heard William mention Jonathan
before, but until that moment he hadn't quite made the connection. Knowing
this was someone William was quite close to actually made him feel a little
more at ease. "You're THAT Jonathan. It's nice to meet you!"

"You too," Jonathan replied. "And you can call me Jon."

Nicky nodded and smiled. "So... erm..." he pointed to William. "What's
going on here?"

"Oh yeah," Jon said, as if he had just forgotten had a naked, restrained
boy on his bed. "Okay, so Willy and I have somewhat of a dom/sub
relationship." Jon explained, then frowned a little, remembering how young
Nicky was, despite his impressive stature. "Do you.... know what that
means?"

Nicky nodded slightly. "I think so. It's dominant and submissive
right. One's in charge of the other, that sorta thing!"

"Very good," Jon said with a proud smile. "That's just how we've been
pretty much since Willy joined the school. But tonight, he told me we
couldn't 'play' any more, because he had a boyfriend now!"

Nicky blushed. "He called me that?" he asked, feeling a strange fluttering
in his chest, but then fully took in what Jon had said. "So you're.... peed
off at me for it?" he asked, suddenly nervous again.

Jon laughed and shook his head. "Relax, it's not that at all. While we're
discouraged from getting... romantic with our mentees, it happens, and I'd
have to be some kind of monster to get pissed at how happy he was when he
told me about you!"

Nicky grinned at the idea of William being so excited over their blossoming
relationship. "So... what do we need to... talk about?" he asked, confused.

"Come over here," Jon requested, budging along on the bed and patting the
space beside him. As he saw Nicky's consternation, he added, "I just don't
wanna be shouting across the room. We don't get checked on so long as we
keep the noise down!"

Nicky nodded and walked across, climbing onto the bed beside the young man.

"Okay, so you know the deal with Kingswood. As in, you learn a lot more
then the basic subjects, right?" Jon asked.

Nicky nodded. "My mate called it Cockwarts School of Dickcraft and
Shaggery!" he said, then giggled as he remembered the first time Josh had
said it.

Jon smirked too and nodded. "Yeah, but the idea is, it's not just sex. The
intention really is to teach you all about relationships and stuff like
that too. Everyone fools around pretty much from day one in this place, but
most boys don't really start... dating until they're a lot older than you
are now, but as you've started early, I'm gonna have to give you a crash
course!"

"O... okay..." Nicky said, slightly confused and still wondering when they
would get to the naked boy laying opposite.

"We explore the unconventional here. I mean, you know what the world
considers 'normal', right? Guy meets girl, they get married, they have
babies, they die. Well I'm sure you know we already skip over the guy meets
girl bit." Nicky nodded. "Yeah, but we don't follow the rest of it
either. There are a lot more options out there than getting married and
being with just one person for life. Some people have what's called 'open
relationships', that's where you date one person, but you can both fool
around with other people."

Nicky looked amazed. It was a concept he had never even heard of.

Jon went on. "Then there are things like thruples and polygamy. That's
where might have three people, or more, in one relationship, or where you
have multiple exclusive relationships at the same time. There's so much
more than just being with one person and making do. I mean, I've just
squashed a lot of knowledge into thirty seconds and I know you're still a
kid so it's a lot to take in, but I wanted you to know things don't have to
be as... conventional as you may expect."

"So are you saying... you still want to play with William, even though
we're together?" Nicky asked, his mind reeling from the possibilities.

"That's one option. I just want you to think about it," Jon encouraged.

Nicky grinned. "So is there an option where me and you do stuff to him
together?" he asked, pointing to William.

"You'd want to do that?" Jon asked, surprised at the boy's boldness.

"Well... he's awesome and you're hot and... we're all here so.... why not!"
Nicky said, then bit his lip while he waited to see what the older boy
would think.

"And you'd really be okay with that? And you think he would be?" Jon
asked. He reached out and placed his hand on the boy's head, stroking his
hair gently. "And I'm serious. I wouldn't wanna do anything to come between
you. I love playing with Willy, but not if it means messing things up for
you two!"

"Well I'm definitely up for it and if you're saying he's a sub, doesn't
that mean he pretty much has to do what we tell him anyway?" Nicky asked,
grinning broadly.

"Holy shit, I can see why he fell for you!" Jon said, almost laughing as he
shook his head in disbelief. "So what should we do with him?"

"Do you... fuck him?" Nicky asked shyly. "Cos I'd... kinda like to see
that!"

"Oh my God. I thought he said you were shy!" Jon said happily, his hand
dropping to his crotch.

Nicky shrugged and replied, "I am when I think with my head. But when my
dick takes over it's a bit different!"

"Well how about this? I'll take that end," Jon said, pointing to William's
lower half, then pointed to his top half and continued, "And you take that
end!"

"Gladly!" Nicky said, climbing off the bed. He looked back at Jon and said,
"I get to see you naked now, don't I?"

Jon responded by pulling his t-shirt off over his head and standing up. "I
guess you do!" His body looked fairly average, with the slightest hint of
pecs and a flat but untoned stomach. His chest had a wide triangle of hair
that tapered down into a thin line to his navel, then splayed wider as it
disappeared down into his sweatpants, which were already bulging. "But only
after I get to see you!" he added, reaching for Nicky.

Nicky trembled a little. He worried how his slender frame would compare
next to the shirtless young man. He felt like nothing but skin and bones
stood next to him. With self-consciousness trumped by arousal, he allowed
Jon to pull his t-shirt up over his head and toss it aside, then grab his
shorts and yank them down.

"Wow!" Jon said as he stood back and took in the naked boy.

"I know!" Nicky said, rolling his eyes. "It's big for my age!"

"No!" Jon replied, then shook his head and said, "Well yes, it is, but
that's not what I meant. I just think..." he paused and looked to
William. "I'm guessing he's already told you this, but you are absolutely
fucking beautiful!"

Nicky looked like he was torn between grinning and bursting into
tears. Having William falling for him had already felt amazing after so
many years of feeling like a deformed freak, but to have this guy, this
sweet, stunning guy calling him beautiful, it was almost too much. He
decided the best way to avoid bursting into tears was to distract himself,
so he reached forward and tucked his thumbs into either side of Jon's
waistband and yanked his sweatpants and briefs down in one single motion.

Jon's cock was stood to attention the moment it was revealed. The hair on
his stomach continued down into a fairly unkept bush, from which a thick,
seven inch erection and two pendulous balls emerged.

"And you're fucking gorgeous!" Nicky returned the compliment sincerely.

Jon glanced at William, who was still laying patiently still. "He's very
lucky to have us!" he said with a chuckle.

"Let's show him how lucky!" Nicky said eagerly. "Can we... leave on the
blindfold and headphones for a while. I kinda wanna surprise him!"

"Oh my God," Jon said with a grin, grabbing the boy and pressing their
bodies together, "I love how you think!"

Nicky stared up into his eyes. It made a nice change to have to look up at
anyone, usually being the tallest, but Jon stood a few inches taller than
him. His body felt amazing, so firm and manly, the body hair adding an
entirely new sensation along with the gentle scent of his body spray and
natural musk.

"We should... erm..." Jon started, pulling away and pointing to
William. They climbed onto the other bed, Jon kneeling between his legs,
Nicky beside his head. "You take off his gag while I lube up!"

Nicky lifted William's head and unbuckled the gag, lifting either side of
it and pulling the ball from his mouth. William immediately shut his mouth
and began to swallow the accumulated saliva.

Once the saliva was gone, William cleared his throat and said, "Sir,
please, I told you. I... I have someone now. I don't.... mean to be
disrespectful, but I don't wanna cheat on him. Please!"

Jon and Nicky exchanged looks, impressed by the restrained boy's
loyalty. They said nothing in response, but he wouldn't have been able to
hear them anyway. Nicky reached down and stroked William's hair with one
hand, the other casually playing with his own cock in anticipation.

Jon had grabbed some lubricant and his own cock was now shiny and slick,
then dropped his hand down to apply some to William's hole.

"Wait, there's two of you!" William declared. "Is that Eddy?"

"Eddy's my room-mate!" Jon explained. "He's... staying at a friend's place
tonight!" he said with a grin. The meaning was obvious.

"Sir, Sir please. My ass belongs to Nicky now, Sir!" William insisted.

"You bet it does!" Nicky growled happily, making Jon chuckle. "But feel
free to play with it anyway!" he offered.

Jon needed no further invitation. He plunged his cock inside William, who
would have probably yelled out if he hadn't found his mouth filled with
cock at the same time.

"Fuck, you look so hot doing that!" Nicky growled as he watched Jon fuck
his new boyfriend.

"Looking pretty good yourself!" Jon said back. He rarely found himself
interested in the younger students at the school. His ongoing sexual
activity with William was based primarily on their long history and close
relationship, but something about Nicky was alluring. So young and yet
already so sexual. He felt almost guilty for looking at him, but he had
meant what he said earlier, the boy was truly beautiful and seeing him in
the throes of oral delight was just too exciting to look away from.

Nicky clearly appeared to be trying to learn from the older and more
experienced mentor. When Jon sped up his thrusts, Nicky did the same, when
he slowed down, so did Nicky, when he switched to long thrusts, Nicky began
pulling his cock most of the way out too.

While Jon found the imitation absolutely endearing, William was lost in a
haze of sexual pleasure and absolute guilt. Assuming the two cocks inside
him were Jon and his room-mate, all he could think of was how he was
letting Nicky down. Even the pleasure building in his own crotch was not
enough to quell that distress he felt.

"You wanna swap?" Jon asked after several minutes.

Nicky nodded eagerly, jumping off the bed to take Jon's spot.

"I'll follow your lead!" Jon offered, taking it as a teaching opportunity.

"Okay!" Nicky said happily, now developing his own pace and routine and
watching happily as Jon mirrored it with his throat-fucking. As he watched
the older boy's cock disappearing into William's mouth over and over, he
wondered if his mentor had never had a gag reflex or if this was just
something Jon had trained out of him. His mind was already racing with
sexual daydreams over Jon and the entire situation, but he found himself
eager to study under the attractive young man.

"Whadda you say we let him see?" Jon asked.

Nicky nodded eagerly, slowing his thrusts as he felt himself close to
release.

Jon reached down and snatched off the headphones and blindfold at once as
he pulled back. William flinched, his eyes not used to the bright light,
but quickly began to open his eyes. Looking up at Jon, he was almost in
tears. "Sir, I didn't want..."

"Look!" Jon said, grabbing William's head and tilting it towards Nicky.

"Oh my God!" the restrained boy exclaimed. "Nnnnhuh!" he grunted as he felt
his cock spasming inside the chastity device.

"Holy shit!" Jon declared with a laugh, shaking his head.

"What? What happened?" Nicky asked, confused. He saw William's body
convulsing slightly. "Wait, did he just..." Jon nodded. "Just from seeing
us...." Jon nodded again. "Jesus!"

"I don't... I don't understand!" William muttered, recovering from his
spontaneous orgasm.

"You don't need to. Now shut up, we need to finish!" Jon said, then leant
forward, his cock shoving back into William's mouth. "This won't take me
long!" he muttered, the sight of Nicky and witnessing William cumming
untouched pushing him ever closer to release.

"Me... too!" Nicky gasped as he thrust hard into his lover.

Within moments, a load was being shot into each end of William. It had only
been a few hours since Nicky had fucked him after Diving practice, but he
eagerly shot another load inside the boy, while Jon kept thrusting into
William's throat as he gagged and coughed, swallowing down his master's
load.

Nicky lunged forward and grabbed Jon, pulling him into a kiss that lasted
several seconds. Pulling away, Nicky leaned down as Jon climbed off
William's face and kissed him too, noticing he could taste the remnants of
Jon's load in his lover's mouth.

"Now you two!" Nicky said as he sat up, having kissed them both.

"No, we don't..." William started, but happy to please the younger boy, Jon
leant down and kissed his young protege for the first time.

As Jon went to lift his head, Nicky said, "Not done yet!" and leaned down,
pulling Jon with him until all three were sharing a kiss together.

"That was fucking crazy!" Jon said, as he started releasing the restraints
on William's arms. Nicky released his legs at the same time.

"Yeah, but so fun!" Nicky said back.

"I still don't know what's going on!" William said weakly, stretching his
arms and legs a little.

"Shh!" Nicky said, placing a finger on William's lips. "Subs should be seen
and not heard!"

Jon laughed at the comment, amazed that the boy was still so bold but
utterly entranced by him. "You're so funny!" Jon said, holding out an arm.

Nicky happily shuffled up the bed and let the older boy place an arm around
him. As he rested his head against Jon's chest, he let his hand caress the
young man's chest, mesmerised by the body hair, letting it slide between
his fingers.

William just sat there, confused, looking at his lover and his master
cuddled together naked.

"Well don't just sit there looking pretty. Do something useful!" Jon said
sharply.

"Yes Sir!" William said, feeling more than a little humiliated to be used
in front of Nicky. He moved down the bed grabbed Jon's foot, then lifted it
and began to lick.

"Oh my God!" Nicky exclaimed in disgust. "He's licking your feet!"

Jon grinned. "I know, I was never a fan, but... give it a go!" he
suggested. When Nicky just shrugged he ordered, "Hey, Little Willy, his
feet, not mine!"

William looked up in dismay. He was used to serving Jon, but with Nicky
they had always been at least equals. He had even felt like the one in
charge for a few brief fleeting moments with him, but now he would be
reduced back to a foot-licking servant for the boy.

"Now, Little Willy!" Nicky said, sensing his hesitation, making Jon
snigger.

William dropped Jon's foot gently and shuffled over to grab one of Nicky's
instead. It felt so soft and supple and he wasted no time on running his
tongue across it. Nicky squirmed a little at first, but once he got over
the slight ticklishness, moaned happily as his lover worshipped his
foot. He let out a low growl of approval as he felt a tongue slip between
his toes.

"I don't know if it turns me on," Nicky whispered to Jon, "But it feels so
good!"

"You got that right! And look at him down there. He's loving every second!"
Jon said, pointing to William who was clearly lost in serving the boy.

Nicky moaned happily again then looked round at Jon and smiled. He leaned
in to kiss him again, but the young man raised a hand to stop him.

"Before, that was a one-off. I don't kiss when it's just... casual fun,
okay?" Jon explained. "You two kiss as much as you like, sounds like he's
your boyfriend now, but you and me.... him and me... it's... just sex,
okay?"

Nicky looked a little sad for a moment as he nodded, but then smiled and
said, "Well if I can't kiss you, I may as well use my mouth somewhere
else!" He leaned over and took Jon's nipple in his mouth.

"Oh fuck!" Jon moaned. The boy's enthusiasm and curiosity was exciting, the
way he licked around the nipple but continued to tease his chest hair with
one hand, the other exploring his stomach, a finger slowly encircling his
navel.

Still semi-hard, having never really gone down from the face-fucking, Jon's
cock swelled to full firmness again under Nicky's teasing hands and
mouth. He resisted touching it, simply enjoying the arousal as Nicky
continued his exploration.

"Hey, slave!" Jon eventually called once Nicky had moved onto all-fours to
service the young man's nipples.

"Sir?" William asked, sitting up and releasing Nicky's foot.

"Has he been rimmed yet?" Jon asked.

Nicky pulled up for a moment, looking confused and slightly worried as
William replied. "No Sir, should I do it?"

"Yes, slave!" Jon ordered, then he looked to Nicky, winked and said,
"You're gonna love this!"

Nicky jumped a little as he felt one of William's hands on each of his
buttocks, pulling them gently apart. Suddenly, William's tongue made
contact with his hole. The look on his face had Jon in absolute hysterics.

"Oh wow," Nicky gasped as William swirled his tongue around the hole. "Now
this I could get used to!" he gasped. He let his hand reach out slightly
and grabbed at Jon's cock. It was a comparable size to his own, so it made
a nice change to grasp something large that brought someone else
pleasure. He stroked it gently and the older teen let out a contented sigh.

Nicky was slowly leaning in closer as William worked on his butt, his face
getting nearer to Jon's as they both lost themselves in the pleasure. One
slight lunge forward and Nicky's lips were on Jon's, his stubble scratching
the young boy's face teasingly. Their tongues met but only for a few
seconds before Jon shoved him away.

"Nick, I said no!" the young man said sternly.

"Okay, then.... we need to move!" Nicky said, needing a mouth against his
own. "William, move round here!" he ordered.

They shifted round, with Nicky straddling Jon's legs so their cocks were
together, then William straddling his master's torso, but facing Nicky. The
two younger boys began to kiss passionately, Nicky doing his best not to
think about where William's mouth had just been. As he did it, he put his
own cock against Jon's, wrapped both hands around the two ample tools and
began stroking eagerly.

The three boys remained like that for several minutes, Nicky losing himself
in his kiss with William, his hands teasing himself and Jon slowly. Jon
rested his hands on William's back, slowly working down to massage his
buttocks before allowing one hand to slide down the boy's crack. He found
the hole, slippery from lubricant and Nicky's first load and slid a couple
of fingers in.

Jon realised his fingering of the his sub made him the puppet master of the
entire scene. When he pressed his fingers into the boy's prostate, William
tensed and moaned excitedly into Nicky's mouth, which in turn excited the
youngest boy and made him speed up his stroking. Jon lay there, basking in
the pure delight of the two naked boys on top of him, slowing up and
speeding down Nicky as he lay there.

"Oh God, I'm gonna cum again!" Nicky moaned as his stroking sped up once
more.

"Me too!" Jon declared and immediately sprang up, tossing William to the
side. He grabbed the fourteen-year-old round the neck, but only enough to
hold him down, not intending to harm or choke him and then knelt beside his
face, gesturing for Nicky to do the same.

Nicky happily complied, quickly grabbing his cock and stroking before he
backed too far from the imminent orgasm. Jon and Nicky locked eyes on each
other as they stroked their way to climax, shooting in unison all over
William's face. Jon's side was substantially more covered, being only his
second load compared to the much younger boy's third of the evening.

Nicky almost toppled onto Jon, knocking the elder teen over into a laying
position. He happily put an arm around the boy as they lay recovering from
their second co-ordinated ejaculation. William, with one eye closed thanks
to Jon's spunk, nestled in between his lover and his master.

As Jon sat there, looking down from Nicky, to William and back, shook his
head slightly and muttered, "Fuck!" Despite what he had said to Nicky,
twice, he leaned down and kissed the boy gently on the forehead.

Nicky smiled as he felt it and looked up at Jon, eyes heavy as tiredness
caught up with him. "I thought that was a no!" he said with a cheeky grin.

"That was a one off. Won't happen again!" Jon said with a slight smirk. He
meant it too, regardless of hos nice it had felt.

*****

While Danny was very much getting used to sharing a bunk, actually quite
enjoying it most of the time, there were some occasions when he found it
quite irritating. It wasn't uncommon for Chris to accidentally drop a hand
on his face or on one occasion, even knee him in the bollocks while he
slept. He had gotten pretty good at falling back to sleep quickly, but
sometimes he knew he needed to stay awake a bit longer.

On his second night, Chris had experienced some pretty unpleasant dreams,
waking up almost in tears. Since then, he seemed to have mostly been okay,
but as Danny felt Chris' hand tightly squeeze his arm, he awoke and
immediately knew something was off.

Chris was whimpering in his sleep, the sounds verging on being words, but
not quite forming completely. Danny sat up and reached down to the
distressed boy beside him and gently placed a hand on his head, letting his
fingers gently slide through his hair.

Chris squirmed as he whimpered again, shifting sideways to grip tightly
onto Danny, his head in his lap.

Danny actually considered waking him for a moment as it was so difficult to
see his friend in such obvious distress, but as he stroked his fingers
through the Irish boy's hair a few more times he seemed to calm a little,
so he continued doing it.

As Chris quietened, he could hear quiet talking below. It wasn't loud
enough to make out what was being said, but it was definitely there. He
smiled, glad to think that Mikey and Nicky were talking. As much as the
dorm was close as a whole, the bunk-adjacent pairings had really become the
basis of the closest friendships, with Mikey and Matty being the only real
exception. The fact they were talking so late at night was a minor concern,
Danny's natural instinct to help friends in distress kicking on
reflexively, but he figured whichever one of the two boys had a problem,
the other was helping.

Worried that Chris might relapse into nightmares, Danny made himself
comfortable, his hand continuing its soothing caress. It may not have been
quite the alone time with Chris he had been hoping for, but it still felt
nice to have a private moment with the other boy that he didn't have to
share with anyone else.

He had been sat there for about ten minutes, the sound of whispering from
below ongoing, when the door began to open. Worried it may be someone from
another dorm pulling a prank or something even more sinister, he shuffled
down in the bed quickly, but kept an eye on the doorway. He was more than a
little bit confused when he saw Nicky creeping in. The sound of talking
below had suddenly stopped too.

Nicky quickly made his way back to his bunk below Danny and settled in.

Danny sat back up, curious about where Nicky had been, but more
importantly, who Mikey had been talking to. He had looked to the bunks
opposite a few times while he sat there, seeing Josh, David, James and Rob
all sound asleep.

Not wanting to disturb anyone else in the room, Danny grabbed his phone
from the shelf beside his bunk and typed out a message to Mikey. [Hey, you
okay?] he asked, finding it hard to sound casual sending a message at
nearly midnight. He wondered if the other boy would even see it but as he
sent it, there was a glow from below and the low buzz of a vibration.

A moment later, the message showed as read, and then that Mikey was
typing. Seconds later, a reply appeared [Wat u want? It's midnight!!!!]

[Heard u talking? Checkin ur ok?] Danny replied.

[Stalker much? Was talking to Nicky. NOYB!]

Danny was annoyed immediately by the tone and being told to mind his own
business and considered just not replying, but he typed back
angrily. [Sorry 4 givin a fuck but Nicky wasnt even there!]

[So I was sleep talking. So sorry. Did I disturb you fucking ur boyfriend?]
Mikey replied.

[Piss off!] Danny replied, infuriated that his attempt to help had been so
spectacularly poorly-received. He immediately locked his phone and put it
down. He sat silently for a moment, playing with Chris' hair again before
picking up his phone and unlocking it. Mikey hadn't replied and he was
expecting to get some kind of profanity in response. Some twisted part of
him hoped Mikey was as pissed a he was, figuring if the other boy couldn't
be thankful for the attempt to be kind then he deserved to be annoyed.

As he looked at the chat, he saw his last message was marked as read and
Mikey was typing. But then the typing stopped and Mikey went offline. A
moment later he was back online and typing again. Then offline. As Danny
waited, he never appeared online again and the glow from below was
gone. Despite his anger, he still felt concerned, but with Chris still in
his lap, he knew he could be there for everyone at once. Keeping his phone
under his pillow in case another reply came, he shuffled back down in the
bed.

Chris stirred a little but didn't wake, just repositioning himself in his
sleep as he held onto Danny. Soon, Danny was asleep too.

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Thank you for reading Chapter 5. I'd love to hear your thoughts, my email
is matterotica@hotmail.co.uk

If you enjoy my writing, check out my other stories on Nifty, links below,
or check out my blog at https://matterotica.wordpress.com/

The Benny Saga (in reading order)
Benny Takes Control - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/

Other Series
Possession - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/

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 and 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