Date: Fri, 31 Mar 2023 15:54:00 +0000
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Kingswood Effect - Chapter 10

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The Kingswood Effect

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Chapter

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Saturday 9 October 2021


Danny ran his fingers through his hair, taking hold of the back of his head
to put his smooth pit on display, the stretch emphasising his developing
muscles as his other hand gently slid down his torso. Clenching his
buttocks as he pushed himself up a little, he heard a moan from Brian who
lay beneath him, the pleasured sound brought on as much by the sight as the
feeling.

"Fuck," Brian gasped as he watched the younger boy ride him. The tight
torso, the throbbing cock, the smooth armpit, the look of ravenous
desire... all of it would have been enough to bring him to the edge of
release, even if his dick hadn't already been fully inside the boy at the
same time.

"Oh come on!" Joseph groaned. "Do you know how early it is!" he snapped,
one eye venturing open having been woken by the sound of sex across the
dorm.

"I got this," Danny quickly interjected as he saw Brian ready to snap
back. "Joseph, the way I see it, you've got three choices. One, lay there
being a whiney bitch," he started.

"Rude!" Joseph said back, frowning.

"Two, fuck off somewhere else because we ain't stopping any time soon!"
Danny went on.

"Less rude, but still kinda rude!" Joseph said, shaking his head.

"Or three, get over here, join in and get your dick sucked," Danny finished
with a grin.

"Different kind of rude," Joseph sniggered, "But if you're MAKING me
choose, I guess I'll go with three!"

"Well come on then," Danny sniggered.

"Do I get any say in this?" Brian asked, glancing over as his best friend
climbed out of bed.

"Do you WANT any say in it?" Danny asked, clenching his buttocks playfully.

Brian gave a shuddery moan and said dreamily, "No!"

"Well come on, this dick ain't gonna suck itself!" Joseph said as he
dropped his shorts to reveal his long, slender erection.

"Climb on!" Danny instructed, gesturing to Brian's face.

Joseph sniffed, mocking tearfulness as he wiped away a fictional tear as he
said, "I'm so proud of the little perv I've raised!"

Danny sniggered, positioning Joseph as he climbed onto the bed so he was
teabagging Brian, who let out a low groan as the other teen's slightly
sweaty balls rested on his face. "I thought you might be saving it for
you-know-who!" Danny said with a devious grin.

"Voldemort?" Joseph asked, deliberately playing dumb. As he got a snort of
laughter from Danny, he said, "Nah, don't worry. I'll still have plenty
left in the tank for Ian!"

"Excited to see him?" Danny asked, almost oblivious to the naked teen
laying pinned beneath them.

Joseph grinned but didn't say anything. At first Danny thought he was just
being coy, but it quickly became apparent that actually putting his
excitement into words was more than he could manage without crying.

"I'm so happy for you both," Danny said giddily.

"Mmm-hgggh-fckkk!" Brian groaned, his voice muffled by Joseph's scrotum.

"Oh yeah, sex!" Danny giggled. He reached out to Joseph and pushed him
gently as he instructed, "Lean back!"

Joseph happily complied, leaning back and steadying himself with both hands
on the headboard behind him.

Danny let out a happy sigh at the sight before him. Joseph had always been
slim, but over the past couple of years the muscles beneath had developed
well and as he leaned back it showed every one of them off. The shock of
red pubes stretching up into a narrow treasure trail, the tight muscles
beneath the taut, flawless expanse of pale skin, the freckles that covered
his shoulders and rained down his chest and arms like a shower of sexiness,
all of it added up to a quite beautiful package. In short, Joseph was
hot. A different kind of hot to the stud buried beneath them, but a true
beauty none-the-less and a beauty Danny loved with all of his heart, which
only added to the confusion plaguing him.

Danny loved Joseph and found him attractive, yet he was in a relationship
with someone and Danny couldn't be happier for them. So how come he felt so
differently about his own best friend?

Objectively, it was exactly the same situation with Chris. Mutual love,
physical attraction, close friends... yet even the prospect of Chris being
in a relationship with Mark got under his skin in a way that he was finding
increasingly hard to ignore. For a couple of weeks now he had gone out of
his way to be `okay with it'. He had given the two plenty of space as Chris
continued to help the new boy settle in. He had done his best to conceal
his dislike (verging on contempt) of Mark, forcing himself to be polite and
avoid the death stares that had given him away once already. He had given
them chances to be alone together, all because he wanted to be a good
friend to Chris, but still... it all just felt... wrong!

"Ahum," Joseph coughed, getting Danny's attention which had clearly
drifted.

"Huh, sorry," Danny chuckled awkwardly before leaning down to lick Joseph's
dick. He raised his hips a little as he gave the rigid tool a few teasing
licks, slowly lowering himself back down to tease Brian's cock inside
him. As he licked downwards, he let out a happy moan as he found his tongue
meet Brian's, both of them lapping at Joseph's balls from opposite sides.

"Ugh, this is almost worth waking up early for!" Joseph moaned as he felt
the two lovers pleasuring him together.

"Almost?" Danny yelped, sitting up and frowning at his mentor.

"Shh, not now, keep going," Joseph sniggered, pushing the boy back down. He
kept his hand on the back of Danny's head as he felt his straining prick
slide between the boy's lips.

Now happily pleasuring both of the older teens, Danny bounced eagerly on
Brian as he let his tongue swirl round and round the exposed head of
Joseph's throbbing meat. His own dick was sandwiched between his own and
Brian's stomachs, receiving enough stimulation to keep him moaning with
delight but not enough to start pushing him towards release yet.

Danny continued the dual stimulation, the sounds he was hearing from both
above and below telling him he was definitely doing something right. While
he had expected Brian to blow first, having endured his riding for several
minutes before Joseph awoke, it was Danny's mentor that shot first. The
only warning he gave was the hand on his head tightening its grip slightly,
just a moment before the first spurts filled his mouth.

As much as Danny wanted to swallow the load, another idea came to him and
he let his mouth open. Each spurt spattered into his mouth then dripped
down out of the opening, dribbled down over Joseph's balls and dripped onto
Brian's face. Excited by the thought of his boyfriend laying there getting
slowly covered in his dormmate's spunk, Danny clenched his butt tightly and
gave Brian's dick a series of quick rapid thrusts, enough to set him off
too, thick spunk filling his other end.

Brian moaned contentedly, either happy or at least not annoyed about the
unexpected semen shower, his voice still muffled by Joseph's crotch.

Joseph reached down and began jerking Danny off eagerly, determined to make
him cum as quickly as possible. Having been fucked, he knew Danny wouldn't
take long, his young protιgι always eager for release after some good
anal stimulation. As expected, it was barely a minute before Danny yelped
with delight to announce his imminent ejaculation.

Moving closer, Joseph made Danny shoot over his own dick, which he stroked
gently, still sensitive from his own release. It added to the jizz
dribbling down onto Brian.

"Hey, turn around," Danny whispered as he finished cumming.

Joseph frowned briefly but complied, finding himself straddling Brian's
chest. With Danny kneeling up and looking down over Joseph's shoulder, they
stared down at the red-faced Brian, cum covering his chin.

"Lick it off," Danny said with a playful grin. As he saw Brian grimace, he
shook his head and said, "Wait, I didn't put that right. Lick your
BOYFRIEND'S cum off of your BEST FRIEND'S dick!"

Brian let out a low groan as Joseph and Danny both sniggered. "God, I wish
that didn't turn me on!" he complained, then raised his head to suck
Joseph's dick, lapping up Danny's spunk as instructed. "I hate you both,"
he said with a reluctant smirk as he finished.


*****


Things were always lively at Kingswood on a Saturday, with the students all
going about their regularly-scheduled activities or just enjoying the lack
of classes. Today was especially spirited though, as the grounds began to
fill with visitors.

The Southern Counties Inter-School Partnership Scheme (or SCIPS as it was
better known) was a program intended to encourage collaboration,
competition and communication between a group of eight boarding schools
located in England's Southern counties. While the program had mostly shut
down during the pandemic, only reviving in a limited capacity towards the
tail-end of the previous school year, this year had seen a full return
which meant a lot more happening throughout the year.

Kingswood had volunteered to host the main opening and closing events, as
well as a number of the bigger competitions and finals, other schools would
still host various activities throughout the year. Today was the first day
of the opening event and it had been planned to coincide with a big day at
Kingswood – the formal opening of their new building.

"Welcome, welcome everybody!" Mr Everett announced from the stage that had
been erected for the event. He paused a moment while the large crowd fell
quiet. "Thank you all so much for coming today. It's wonderful to be able
to be back together in this capacity. While the formal opening ceremony of
the 2021/22 SCIPS program is planned for later today, we wanted to take
this moment to celebrate the official opening of the new Kingswood Visitors
Centre and welcome its first guests."

"I'm kinda disappointed it's finished," Mike mumbled to Josh who was stood
beside him. "I miss having all the workmen to perv at!" The sniggers in
response came from all around and not just from Josh, the
workmen-spectating having become a popular activity for a lot of the
students (and teachers) while the Visitors Centre had been under
construction.

Mr Everett continued his speech, but most of the students had already lost
interest, already keen to get on with their day.

"This must suck for you," Chris muttered to Mark. "Having your birthday on
an event like this. Must be kinda like being born at Christmas!"

Mark just hummed his agreement, not really listening, his focus was clearly
elsewhere as he peered through the crowd over at some of the school's
visitors. "Oh, yeah, sorry," he mumbled as he realised what Chris had
said. He shrugged and said, "It's fine!"

Chris gave a gentle sigh and stroked Mark's arm. "You gonna be okay?" he
asked quietly.

"Yeah," Mark replied, utterly unconvincingly.

A short distance away, Danny was leaning to one side, trying to get a
better view of Chris and Mark until he spotted Nicky smirking at him. He
immediately recoiled a little, blushing. He was about to say something when
he felt a hand grab at his butt. He let out a slight yelp that caused a
giggle all around him as everyone looked his way. "Sorry," he hissed
quietly, then turned, glaring at the two boys responsible. "Bastards!" he
grumbled at Q-Ball and Clover.

Quentin `Q-Ball' Furlong and Clover Starlight (which he normally pre-faced
with "It's real, not my stripper name!") were two of the visiting students
who had arrived a short while earlier. They were members of the Year 9
football team from the Crestwood School for Boys, one of the teams that had
been selected for an exhibition match as part of the event's opening
weekend. The two boys, along with their best friend Ian Marsh, had met and
befriended Danny the previous year. Ian had more than befriended Danny's
mentor, Joseph, the two of them now engaged in a long-distance
relationship.

Q-Ball and Clover were barely containing their sniggers as Danny's glare
slowly turned into a smile. Suddenly the crowd began to move, Mr Everett's
speech seemingly having ended and the building now open as the crowd
applauded.

Danny clapped for a moment too, but with people beginning to head away, he
finally felt it was safe to grab the two boys in an excitable hug. "Hey,
dickheads!" he said as he held an arm around each of them.

"Hey Danny," Clover said happily.

"Hi," Q-Ball giggled at the same time.

"Ugh, more football players!" Rob scoffed as he saw Danny pull away from
the two boys.

"Oh, whassup Mr Captain Sir?" Q-Ball asked Rob with a teasing salute.

Danny threw his arm around Rob and said, "Actually that's both of us now!
We're both captains!"

"Oh yeah, I heard about that!" Clover smiled, offering Danny a quick fist
bump.

"Yeah, Ian said Joseph wouldn't shut up about it. Said he was going on like
some cheesy proud dad!" Q-Ball smirked.

Danny glanced over to where Joseph was stood talking eagerly to Ian,
discretely holding hands, the two very visibly eager to get somewhere
private to greet each other properly. He gave a momentary smile at the
thought of Joseph bragging about his protιgι's achievement.

"Hey, erm... while we're here, you think Adrian and Kyle might be free for
us to..." Clover started, but stopped as he gave Rob brief side-eye before
looking back to Danny to finish cryptically, "Do... stuff?"

Danny frowned, the comment momentarily too cryptic before he caught on and
realised they meant the sexual roleplay Danny liked to take part in. They
had gotten involved with it during their previous visit. He nodded as he
said, "Oh, `stuff' yeah!" He looked to Rob and smiled then back at the
visiting teen. "Don't worry, Rob knows about... the stuff!" He smirked a
little.

"I do?" Rob asked, also a beat behind. "Oh you mean... `stuff'," he said
with an entirely unsubtle wink. "Yeah, totally in on that. You guys do it
too?"

"Fuck yes!" Clover said excitedly. "So... can we, erm... do something?"

Danny chuckled as he nodded. "I've got a few things I've gotta do, but
yeah, I'd say we can definitely find time for... stuff!"


*****


The official SCIPS opening ceremony had taken place right after lunch, with
Mr Everett relishing the opportunity to deliver yet another rousing speech,
sounding more like he was trying to rally humanity against some
Earth-ending event than getting students to do sporting and educational
activities. Regardless, the 2021/22 SCIPS was officially underway, and the
school's various clubs began preparing for the range of activities planned.

David had headed over to the Sports Complex for his weekend's `main event',
a chess tournament. He had been accompanied by Nicky, who had insisted on
not taking part in any of his own clubs' planned events, always keen to
avoid the spotlight. While chess was not the most thrilling of spectator
sports (and let's face it, not even that thrilling when you're playing it),
he had gone purely as moral support for David.

So far, things had gone well for the dorm's youngest member, breezing his
way to victory in his first two matches – one against a student from the
Fothergill Academy and one from the Charles Summers Memorial School. That
had taken him through to the quarter-final, one of the two Kingswood
students to have made it that far.

While David had managed to remain focused on each match as it came up, one
lingering concern remained ever-present throughout the afternoon, a concern
that became all the more problematic as the pairings for the quarter-final
were announced.

"And on table four, David Brown from the Kingswood Academy For Boys versus
James Taylor, also from Kingswood!" the announcer called out.

It was immediately followed by a few hushed `ooh's and comments. While most
suspected it was simply because it was two students from the same school,
those closer to the boys knew the real issue!

"Dammit," David muttered, avoiding looking round as he stood beside
Nicky. "He's REALLY good. I've almost never beaten him!"

Nicky shook his head as he frowned. "Seriously? THAT'S you first thought?"
he asked incredulously. "Not `I have to face my former best friend who I
haven't spoken to in three months' or `this might be really awkward because
I was secretly in love with him and now I don't even talk to him'? Instead,
it's, `oh no, I might lose'? You are NOT like other people!" He shook his
head in amused disbelief.

David stared, jaw slightly agape. "You... knew?" he asked, his feelings for
James something he had only ever told one person directly. "Did... Josh
tell you?" he asked nervously.

"David! Seriously!" Nicky scoffed. "He didn't need to. It was so obvious. I
think the only person in the dorm who DIDN'T know was James and that's cos
he's oblivious to literally everything outside of his own life!"

"He's not that bad!" David said defensively, then flinched at the
realisation he was protecting someone he (supposedly) hated. "Whatever!" he
snapped, shaking his head. "I can't think about that now. I gotta keep my
head in the game. I'm winning this tournament!"

"Okay," Nicky nodded. "Good plan. He's JUST another opponent, not the love
of your life who abandoned you for another dorm and shattered your
heart. That's all. Got it!"

"You're not helping!" David pouted.

"Sorry," Nicky said, feeling a little guilty but unable to resist
smirking. He grabbed David and turned him round to face the table he would
be playing it. Massaging his shoulders like some movie boxer preparing for
a big fight, he said, "You can do this. You're the smartest guy in our
year!" He nudged David to start walking, then added a sly, "At least since
James left!"

David glared back at Nicky for a moment and scowled, then attempted to
compose himself as he said, "Actually that would be Rob, based on grade
average, so suck it!" Turning back round, he headed to the table. He
stopped beside it, his eyes fixed on the board.

"You're not even gonna look at me?" James asked as he stood facing him from
the opposite side.

As David raised his head to look at the other boy, his face screwed up into
a furious glare, though it quickly dropped as he saw his former best
friend. He looked awful! He had always been a fairly pale boy, not a
particular fan of the outdoors, but now he was almost ghostly white, his
eyes heavy and withdrawn, his usual expression of calm neutrality lost to a
look that made David's heart break all over again.

David tried to speak, but words evaded him and moments later they were
urged into their seats as the quarter-final matches began.

The hall was already quiet, that was simply the nature of the game, with
the small crowd of spectators watching the four matches displayed by
downward-facing cameras on a large screen. The table James and David were
playing on seemed to go so far beyond quiet that sound actually seemed to
vanish entirely around it.

The match progressed fairly evenly at first, both boys watching the board
intently rather than looking at each other until James suddenly made a move
that caused David to frown and glance across the board at him, blinking
curiously. James never looked back, so David shook his head and played
on. Though there was a chance this was some clever ploy, David felt certain
he already knew how it would play out now. Three more moves and he would
have James in check. Two beyond that would almost certainly be checkmate.

James moved. David moved. James again. David again. James went. David
studied the board intently. This had to be a trap. James simply wasn't that
sloppy but everywhere he looked it seemed obvious he had him in check,
exactly as predicted.

James seemed to shy away from the board a little, seemingly reaching the
same conclusion as David of his inevitable loss. With a momentary look at
David, James looked down at the board and toppled his king, not even
needing to make any further moves to accept his defeat. It was met by
polite applause, kept quiet so as not to disrupt the other two games that
had yet to conclude.

"Why did you..." David started, but James stood and walked away before he
could even finish the question. David just sat and watched him leave,
bewildered and confused.


*****


`Get naked and pretend you've been given a naked punishment by the
school. Remain naked until a teacher catches on that you're pretending!
Tell nobody what you're doing or why!' That was what the latest note Danny
received had said.

For weeks now, he had endured the merciless hazing of the other football
captains. He had masturbated and fucked himself with toys publicly. He had
wet himself in class. He had farted repeatedly until he earned himself a
detention for it. He had been naked more times than he could count, in
front of seemingly every person in the school. If there was a way for him
to humiliate himself, he had endured it, and so far he had done so without
hesitation.

Being elected football captain was not something Danny had expected when
the term started, but it was something he had come to love from the moment
it happened. It felt right. It felt like where he was supposed to be. It
had brought him closer to Rob, the two of them both now captains of their
respective sports. Basically, he loved it, and failing the hazing tasks was
something he was not about to do now. He couldn't jeopardise his position,
at least that was what he thought... until now. This was too far! Had it
been a normal day, he MIGHT have actually considered it, but with visitors
from seven other schools there for the weekend, it was just one step too
far.

"I'M NOT DOING IT!" Danny snapped angrily as he stormed up to the other
football captains, having been due to meet them before the day's football
exhibition matches began. He glared at Theo, the eldest of the group.

"Yeah, good for you!" Andy, the Year 12 captain said firmly, patting Danny
on the back supportively. "You tell him!"

"What?!" Theo exclaimed in surprise, glancing from Danny to Andy and
back. "What aren't you doing?" he asked Danny, absolutely lost. "What's he
telling me?" he asked, looking to Andy.

Andy shrugged and said, "No fucking idea, but I LOVE the passion and wanted
to encourage the drama!"

The comment got a laugh from the other three captains stood with them as
Theo continued to look increasingly befuddled by the whole thing.

"IT'S NOT FUCKING FUNNY!" Danny snapped at the laughing captains. "I don't
care anymore. I don't care if you make me stop being Captain for... for
refusing to do it... or... or for talking about it, but I'm NOT doing it!
Not this time!"

"Okay, chill," Theo said, moving up to Danny and placing his hands on both
shoulders. "Chill, lil dude. Just... chill! I'm gonna need a bit more to go
on!"

"A LOT more!" Miles, the Year 11 captain said, as amused as the others but
confused in equal measure.

"THIS!" Danny said, pulling free of Theo's hand as he shoved the note
against his chest. "I've done EVERYTHING you've told me to so far, for
WEEKS and I'm sick of it. I haven't seen you doing ANY of it to Harry! Only
me!"

"Me?" Harry, the Year 8 captain exclaimed, surprised to have his name
dragged into it as he remained as clueless as the others.

"Exactly!" Danny snapped as Theo took the note and read it. "We're BOTH new
captains but they're only hazing ME!"

"Hazing!" "What?" "What did we do?" the other captains called out in
surprise.

"Hold up, hold up," Theo said, gesturing for quiet. He held the note out to
Danny and asked, "Who gave you this?"

"Nobody GAVE me it!" Danny snapped, his anger starting to give way to
confusion. "It just... showed up in my bag, I never see who drops them
off!"

"Them?" Theo frowned, re-reading the note again. "So it's not just this
one?"

"Are you FUCKING kidding me?" Danny snapped furiously. "No it's not just
THIS ONE. There's been... fucking LOADS of them. Don't start playing dumb
now, just cos I'm calling you on your BULLSHIT!" He was properly snarling
at the older boys now, ready to fight if he needed to.

"Okay first of all, Danny, I get you're pissed but you speak to me or any
other student that way again and I'll slap the attitude right off your
face!" Theo said, looking utterly serious.

Danny recoiled, shocked slightly back to his senses by the sincere threat.

"And secondly... this isn't us!" Theo said holding up the note. He looked
to the other captains and asked, "Right?"

"Right!" "Yeah!" "We wouldn't!" "Not me!" the other chorused.

Danny was shocked into a hint of calmness by the threat, then looked
completely at a loss thanks to the group's
denial. "But... but... what... but..." he stuttered. "It... it has to be
you!"

Theo shook his head, feeling a little bad for losing his temper. He took a
breath then placed a hand on Danny's shoulder again as shook his head
sympathetically. "Danny, this isn't us. We don't DO hazing. The football
team put a total ban on hazing of any kind back in... I think it was, like,
2005!"

"2004," Miles corrected him. "After the thing with, whatshisface, erm,
Freddie Verne!"

"That's the one!" Theo nodded thankfully to Miles before looking back to
Danny. "Yeah, we don't haze. Danny, whoever did is... it's not us! I think
someone's just pranking you!" he said as he handed the note back to Danny.

Danny felt sick. Putting himself through such utter misery and humiliation
for the sake of something he loved... that was almost worth it! But knowing
he had done it all just for the entertainment of some other unknown student
was almost unthinkably awful. As the reality began to sink in, his arm went
limp as he let the note drop to his side and sniffed, barely holding back
tears.

"But you know what," Theo said firmly, "I'm glad you've told us, cos
whoever it is, we're gonna find out and we're gonna make them pay for all
of it. You mess with one of us, you mess with ALL of us!"

"He's right, mate. We'll get to the bottom of this," Andy said, reaching
down to take the note before putting an arm around Danny to pull him into a
hug. As he glanced at the note, he frowned a little and held the note
towards the others and asked, "Is it just me or does this handwriting look
familiar?"


*****


"You sure you don't wanna go watch the match?" Josh asked as he wandered
along beside Mike.

"No chance. If I see that prick I'll probably go for him again!" Mike said,
looking a little disturbed by his own fury.

The football match about to take place over at the Sports Complex was
between the Year 9 teams from the Crestwood Academy and King Edward VI
Evans Hill School for Boys, or just `King Edwards' as it was more commonly
known. It had been during a match against the King Edwards team the
previous year that their captain, a particularly spiteful boy named
Gregory, had said truly horrific things to Josh about his suicide attempt,
things awful enough to have made Mike assault him for it. It had resulted
in the Kingswood team being disqualified from the match as well as earning
Mike a punishment of his own.

Things had gotten even nastier later in the year. Having fought hard to
make it to the final of the SCIPS football tournament, Kingswood faced King
Edwards again and Gregory had resorted to blackmail to both get the win and
get revenge on Mike. He had reported Mike's illegal video-trading business
to the teachers, and it was only thanks to an anonymous tip Josh had
received and the forward planning of Nicky and David that Mike had managed
to avoid being expelled (and potentially arrested)!

Mike had done his best to keep away from the visitors all day. As much as
he would have happily pounded Gregory's face to a pulp, it was a fear of
his own actions that now kept him away.

"That's exactly why we should go," Josh smirked. "I'd love to see that
dickhead get what he deserves! I could hold him down while you punch him
til he stops being alive!" His eyes flashed wildly at the furious fantasy.

Mike recoiled a little. To say his relationship with Josh was complicated
would be an understatement. For the most-part, he was the one who
understood Mike best, the one who had seen and accepted his aggressive
side, who let him express it, usually through mutual violence. At the same
time, Josh was the one who seemed to bring that side out of him the most,
almost gleefully at times.

"I don't wanna kill him!" Mike said, shaking his head as he took a slight
step away from Josh. "I don't ever wanna hurt anyone," he muttered softly.

"I was just kidding," Josh giggled. "Although people like him DO deserve to
be punished," he said under his breath, the manic look in his eye returning
for a moment.

"Yeah, well... we should just keep our distance and we don't need to think
about him, do we!" Mike said, shuddering as he imagined himself doing
exactly what Josh had just described.

"Yeah, fair enough," Josh huffed as they continued walking. "Well how
about..."

"Shh!" Mike suddenly hissed, putting an arm out to stop Josh in his
tracks. "Can you hear that?" he whispered.

Josh frowned, but listened quietly for a moment then nodded. "Someone's
crying!" he said quietly.

They exchanged looks for a moment, both clearly considering just walking
the other way. Whether from a desire to help or simply morbid curiosity,
they moved towards the sound.

"He's not worth crying about!" they suddenly heard. The voice was
undeniably familiar – it was Chris!

As they emerged from behind a large shrub, they found Chris sat alongside
Mark – the source of the crying – on one of the benches.

Mark froze at the sight of the other two boys, quickly trying to wipe his
face and act like he was okay.

Of all the people it could be, Mike found it both annoying and appropriate
that it was Mark they stumbled across. As if the issue with Gregory and the
comments he made about Josh weren't bad enough, he had been accompanied by
Mark... who happened to also be his secret boyfriend at the time.

"Are you okay?" Mike asked, immediately feeling stupid as he scowled to
himself and said, "No, of course he's not okay, he was crying. That's as
not okay as it gets, you fucking idiot!"

Mark actually chuckled at Mike's angry correction of himself. While he was
yet to really bond with any of his new dormmates aside from Chris, Mike and
Josh were probably the two he felt furthest from, their history with
Gregory making anything more than casual acquaintance seem unlikely.

"It's okay, I'm... fine," Mark insisted, wiping a tear from his cheek.

Josh ignored the comment and said, "I'm guessing this is because
of... Gregory!" He virtually spat the name, like it left a bad taste in his
mouth.

"Guys, can you give us some space!" Chris requested.

"It's okay," Mark said again, this time to Chris as he placed a hand gently
on his arm. "I know they've got their own issues with him!"

"Too fucking right we do," Josh growled.

"So what happened?" Mike asked, taking a seat cross-legged on the floor in
front of the bench, looking up at Chris and Mark.

Josh sat down silently at his side.

Mark sighed as he shook his head. "Not really that much," he said
dejectedly. "We just... bumped into him on the way to the match and he..."
Mark paused, sighing again, "All he said was `fuck off faggot'. That's all!
And I just... ugh... I can't handle him anymore."

"Ugh, Mike should kick his arse again!" Josh growled.

Chris frowned a little, both at the aggressive intent and about why Josh
was suggesting Mike do it rather than doing it himself. "No, he doesn't
need to be getting into trouble again!" he insisted.

"HE can decide what do for himself, fuckwits!" Mike snarled angrily at them
both, jumping to his feet. "Fuck's sake. Does NOBODY believe I can actually
THINK for myself? Fuck you all!" he snapped before marching away.

"Fuck," Josh muttered as he started getting up to follow his friend.

"Wait, I'll go! I think we probably need to talk anyway!" Chris said. With
things starting to get back to normal with Nicky, Chris figured it was
Mike's turn now. He looked to Mark and asked softly, "You be okay?"

Mark nodded and Chris gave him a meek smile in return before running off
after Mike.

Josh sat in awkward silence as Mark towered over him. Feeling a little
intimidated, he climbed up to take the space Chris had just vacated but
remained silent.

"You know... I never actually thanked you," Mark said meekly.

Josh frowned curiously. "For what?" he asked, shaking his head.

Mark took a deep breath and reached into his pocket to pull out his
phone. He pulled the case off to reveal a small slip of paper with the
words `If you need help or need to talk, here's my number!' written on it,
along with a telephone number. "For this!" he said, showing it to Josh.

Josh stared down at it open-mouthed. Josh had first met Mark back when the
SCIPS was just getting restarted, during some football matches that were
held at Kingwood. He had spotted Mark looking distressed as he appeared to
be getting bullied by Gregory and their teammates. He had slipped the note
to Mark in an attempt to offer him help. "You... still have that?" he asked
in genuine surprise.

Mark nodded, slipping the case back on his phone, being careful not to
damage the note. "It helped me a lot!" he admitted.

"You never called!" Josh exclaimed with a confused frown.

"No," Mark said, shaking his head. "I couldn't. I... I couldn't admit I
even needed help, but... any time I felt especially low, I'd look at that
note and I'd know that... that SOMEONE cared, even if it was just some
random guy at another school. It helped me more than you could ever know!"

"Wow," Josh exclaimed, honoured to have been able to offer that kind of
support from such a simple gesture.

"But then... Gregory went and said that stuff to you and I just... stood
there and let him do it!" Mark said, almost in tears once again.

"Don't!" Josh snapped. "Don't do that!" he insisted. "Don't blame yourself
for NOT standing up to someone like that. I've been there. I spent most of
my life not being able to stand up to people who were hurting me and I know
what it's like. You're NOT to blame!"

"Kinda feels like I am!" Mark pouted. "I guess I kinda paid you back a bit
though," he said, managing a weak smile.

"You did?" Josh asked curiously.

Mark nodded. "Yeah. Telling you Gregory's plan... what he was gonna with
reporting Mike. I mean, I know that doesn't make up for..."

"That was you?!" Josh interrupted in surprise.

Mark smirked. "Well who'd you think it was?" he asked, shaking his head.

"I dunno," Josh shrugged. "I guess... I hadn't really thought about
it. But... shit... I gotta tell Mike. He'll hate you a LOT less once he
knows that!"

"Oh good, so he'll only hate me a little bit!" Mark said a little
sarcastically.

Josh giggled awkwardly. "He doesn't hate you, he's just... he can be a bit
confusing sometimes!" Josh said, unsure how best to explain it. Silence
hung between them for a few moments before Josh said sheepishly, "I think I
need to apologise to you."

"What for?" Mark asked curiously.

Josh shrugged. "I guess... for kinda... keeping my distance," he said
awkwardly. "I've been... I mean, I guess I still am... going through some
things but I think I've maybe not given you... given US... the chance
to... I dunno, become friends!"

Mark nodded. "Well, I guess we do have a lot in common," he said with a
nod.

"Both a bit messed up cos of abusive dickheads?" Josh suggested.

Mark snorted with laughter. "I was just gonna say cos we do a lot of the
same after-school stuff," he chuckled, "But yeah, that too I suppose!"

Josh thought for a moment and nodded, "Oh yeah, football, rugby and martial
arts!" he thought through their shared activities.

"And dance!" Mark added.

"Oh yeah," Josh nodded. "Well... maybe from now on, we go together... if
that's okay with your boyfriend!" he sniggered, gesturing in Chris'
direction.

"NOT my boyfriend!" Mark insisted. "And are you sure you don't need to okay
it with YOUR boyfriend!" he teased back, gesturing in the direction Mike
had gone.

Josh sniggered as he said, "Yeah, he wishes!" As Mark chuckled but didn't
reply, Josh frowned thoughtfully for a moment and asked, "Did Gregory know
it was you that tipped us off?"

Mark visibly flinched at the question, but nodded gently. "Sort of," he
started awkwardly. "I mean, it's not like I confessed it to him, but... I
was the only one who knew what he was doing. He... did used to be a dick to
me, but he talked to me too. He, like, told me stuff he didn't tell anyone
else when we were alone together and he was actually kinda... sweet when it
was just us!"

Josh shook his head, scowling slightly as he said, "Yeah, my brothers
played nice when other people were around too!"

"No, it wasn't like that," Mark insisted. "It's... almost the opposite. You
make it sound like the act they were putting on was hiding the real them,
but with Gregory the real him was the one only I saw, it's the rest that's
the act, mostly cos he was scared of what'd happen if he got outed!"

"Doesn't excuse being a cunt!" Josh snapped angrily.

"No, it doesn't. But I guess back to your original question, he knew
and... he dumped me!" Mark said, slightly tearfully. "The really stupid
thing is, I begged him not to and as much as I hate him, I reckon if he
showed up right now and said, `let's get back together', I'd probably do
it! Even after he made my life hell afterwards... well, even MORE of a
hell!"

"It was... bad then?" Josh asked, barely holding back his anger over the
thought of Gregory.

"They had to take me out of school," Mark said with a gentle nod. "I think
they woulda taken Gregory out if I'd told them he was the ringleader,
but..."

"You still wanted to protect him, even though you hated him!" Josh said
knowingly.

Mark sighed and nodded. "Yeah," he said wistfully. "But... well, the easy
solution was to take me out and have me move somewhere else, so... here I
am!" He gestured at the area around him with a timid smirk.

Josh nodded for a moment then smiled as he said, "Well it sucks how you got
here, but... I'm glad you did!" He leaned to the side slightly, his arm
pressing against Mark's.

"Yeah, me too," Mark said happily, leaning back against the smaller boy.


*****


"STOP following me!" Mike snapped without looking back, knowing Chris was
still right behind him.

"Well stop ignoring me!" Chris called back.

"If I'm telling you to stop following me, I'm clearly not ignoring you!"
Mikey argued.

"Fine," Chris agreed. "Then... stop running away from me!" he demanded.

"I'm not running, I'm walking!" Mike said petulantly as he continued trying
to get away from Chris.

"Oh whatever, stop WALKING away from me!" Chris demanded, following
blindly, not really paying attention to where they were walking.

"No, fuck off, if I wanted to talk to you, I'd be talking to you!" Mike
insisted. "And admittedly I AM talking to you now, but only to tell you I
DON'T want to talk to you, so that's acceptable!" he reasoned. "But it
means I don't want to talk to you!"

"Well I wanna talk to you!" Chris said firmly, but stopped as he saw Mike
veer off from the open ground he had marching across to step into the woods
instead.

"And I don't wanna talk to you... and now you won't follow me cos you're
too much of a pussy!" Mike taunted, glancing back to smirk as he saw Chris
hanging back.

"You... you think I won't follow you, just cos you've gone into the woods?"
Chris called after him, remaining motionless.

"Yeah, that's exactly what I think," Mike sniggered. "I'm waiting!" he said
as he turned, holding his arms out, just daring Chris to follow.

"Fine!" Chris snapped, forcing himself to walk in. He barely got five paces
in before he began to hyper-ventilate, shook his head and ran back,
dropping to the floor. He sat with his knees pulled up to his chest, his
arms wrapped around them as he stared at the school, trying not to think
about the trees behind him. Mike had won.

He sat there for a minute, slowly calming himself with breathing exercises,
feeling his pulse slowing as he regained his composure. Just as he was
about to get up, he heard footsteps beside him, followed a moment later by
Mike sitting down at his side.

"I really thought you'd follow me!" Mike sighed.

"You did all that just to try and get me into the woods?" Chris asked,
raising his eyebrows curiously.

"No," Mike said, shaking his head. "I really just wanted you to fuck off,
but... I dunno, I figured maybe I could fix you at the same time," he
shrugged.

Chris frowned a little at the implication he was broken but didn't lash out
in return for fear of angering the boy again. Instead he asked cautiously,
"If you wanted me to fuck off... why are you here now?"

"I don't know," Mike shrugged, staring ahead at the school. "Maybe I wanted
to make sure you were okay. Maybe I wanted to keep arguing with you. Maybe
I just... don't have a reason. Who knows!"

"Well... in case it's the first one... thanks," Chris said quietly.

Mike shrugged but remained silent for several moments before he asked,
"What does it feel like?" As he felt Chris looking at him curiously, he
pursed his lips thoughtfully for a moment and clarified, "When you think
about going into the woods and you, like, freeze up or whatever. How do you
feel?"

Chris frowned. "Well... not good, obviously!" he said quite bluntly.

"No, I know that much, twatface," Mike scowled gruffly. "I
mean... like... is it like you... erm... like you're not in control of you?
Like... someone else is driving and... and you're just, like... sat in the
passenger seat and have to... I dunno, watch while they take charge?"

Chris turned to look back at the school again, frowning at the unusually
detailed guess as he contemplated it. "I guess a bit, like, my body won't
do what I want it to do, but it's... it's always me in the drivers' seat!"

"Oh," Mike nodded. "Okay," he said softly.

Silence crept in once again, each of the boys taking it in turns to look at
the other for a moment before choosing to remain silent.

Eventually it was Chris who spoke up. "Why aren't you keeping the promise?"

Mike sighed. He didn't need to clarify; he knew exactly the one Chris
meant. When Chris and Nicky had asked him to join their relationship, Mike
had asked them both to make a promise, one that assured they would still be
friends even if the relationship didn't work out... one that was clearly
not being honoured! "I dunno, you and Nicky seem to be doing okay with it!"
he pouted.

"We're getting there," Chris nodded, before adding a quieter, "Slowly!"

Mike stared down at the grass between his legs as he sat with them spread
out in front of him, casually tugging at occasional blades to rip them up
before tossing them back down at his side.

"Look," Chris continued carefully, "I get you being pissed at Nicky. He
dumped you. Admittedly not quite as... publicly as he dumped me, but still,
I get you being pissed at him for doing it. What I don't get is why you're
so pissed at ME. I mean, YOU dumped ME and back before summer break I
thought... I thought we might be okay, but now... this is the longest
conversation we've had in three months!" Chris said, sounding every bit as
heartbroken as he felt.

"I, erm... I..." Mike started, repeating it a few times, like a car engine
that won't quite start. He suddenly looked off to the side, away from Chris
and growled before looking back down at the grass.

"Was that..." Chris started, frowning heavily. "Mikey..."

"Mike!" Mike snapped instantly at the erroneous nickname.

"Sorry, sorry, sorry," Chris quickly apologised, still getting used to the
name. "Just then... were you..." he wasn't quite sure whether to say what
he was thinking, unsure whether it would trigger a rage or possibly even
put the idea back in Mike's head. "Is Snuffles back?" he asked cautiously,
referring to the imaginary friend Mike had had back during his first year
at the school.

"No!" Mike snapped sharply. "I'm too old for that shit," he said
sharply. "I just... it's a tough question, okay. That's all and... and I
needed a second to think about it!"

"Okay, okay, I'm sorry," Chris nodded. "Well... you've had a
second... so... why are you punishing me for YOU breaking up with ME?"

"I'm not... punishing you," Mike said meekly. "I just..." he paused,
sighing as he shook his head. "It's just better this way, okay."

"No, not okay!" Chris scowled. "Okay would be having my friend back!"

"Then..." Mike started, climbing to his feet. He looked down at Chris, who
ventured a hopeful smile. "I guess we're gonna have to get used to NOT
being okay!" He stared at Chris for a moment as the smile faded away, then
turned to head back towards the school.


*****


"Hey, I know I usually let you come up with the scenarios," Danny said as
he sat beside Adrian, waiting for the others to arrive, "But I have a fun
one in mind that I think you might like!"

"Oh yeah?" Adrian asked with a grin. As much as he loved creating the
roleplay situations he played out with his friends, hearing their ideas was
every bit as exciting, a brief glimpse into the perverted side of their
minds.

"Yeah," Danny grinned. "Although it DOES involve Brian, so we'd have to
wait til a Monday night when he's free," Danny pouted. "And it... might
cost us some COK to use one of the rooms down in the Underground!"

"You know I'm always happy to offer my COK!" Adrian grinned, the boys never
tiring of using the Underground currency's acronym in amusing ways.

"Not always! I seem to recall you kinda freaking out the first time
I... wanted your cock!" Danny teased.

"Yeah, and you `didn't do dating' but now you're pretty much
married. Things change. Roll with it!" Adrian teased back.

"Hnnh, fair point," Danny giggled. "So any clues about what's in store for
tonight?"

"Oh please, you know I don't do spoilers!" Adrian smirked. "Anyway, here
come the others," he said excitedly as he watched the small group approach.

Q-Ball, Clover, Kyle and Rob were chattering excitedly as they approached
the other two. As Adrian rushed over to talk to them, Rob casually broke
away and headed for Danny.

"Can I have a hug?" Rob requested quietly as he got nearer to Danny.

"Sure," Danny giggled, holding the other boy tightly for a moment. "I know
that face," he said as they parted. "This is a Jazz thing, right? What
happened?"

"Nothing," Rob said, shaking his head. "I guess it's just... having all
these visitors here, it kinda reminds me of last year, when Jazz was just a
visitor. Keeps making me think about how much me and Luke loved having him
around and..." he sighed, shaking his head.

"And how you thought when he came here, it'd just be BAM, insta-boyfriend?"
Danny suggested, getting a pout and nod from Rob. "You know what I'm gonna
say, don't you?"

Rob smirked as he shrugged and said, "Is it `Hold up, let me go and
publicly humiliate myself' or something like that?"

"Oh, oh you're funny. You're so funny. No wonder you've got two
boyfriends. Oh no, wait... it's just one!" Danny taunted back.

Rob stared open-mouthed. "Oh, ohhhh, low blow!" he complained, emotionally
winded.

"Sorry not sorry," Danny smirked. "You deserved it... kinda," he gave Rob a
gentle punch to the arm and got a smirk in return. "But no, what I'm gonna
say is the same thing I've been saying for weeks! Talk. To. Him!"

"Geez, okay, whatever," Rob said shaking his head.

"Oh!" Danny suddenly exclaimed. "I forgot to tell you. I'm fucking livid!"

Rob smirked. "Good to know. Any reason or is this just, like, a new
personality trait you're adopting?" he asked playfully.

"The hazing!" Danny exclaimed.

"Oh fuck, what now?" Rob asked, cocking his head sympathetically. He had
found out about the hazing a couple of weeks before and had tried
repeatedly to convince Danny to simply stop.

"Yeah, erm, so I got a new note today and I actually did what you
suggested," Danny said. He looked Rob up and down, smiled and said, "At
least one of us can take advice!"

Rob just rolled his eyes.

"Anyway, I storm up to the other captains and I'm all, like, I've had
enough, this stops now, grr arrgh!" Danny explained.

Rob grinned broadly. "And?" he demanded.

"And... it turns out it's not even them doing it!" Danny said, feeling his
fists clench.

"What? Seriously?" Rob asked, mouth slightly agape. "Then who?"

Danny shrugged. "No idea. Someone pulling a prank, probably. The others
said they'll figure it out, but seriously, when they do, I'm gonna kick
some arse!"

"Fuck. I don't blame you!" Rob said, shaking his head. "Although I'm gonna
kinda miss seeing the crap they've had you doing!"

"Yeah, well, that's over. I'm done being humiliated!" Danny insisted.

"Okay, who's ready to humiliate Danny?" Adrian called out, having finished
briefing the others on the roleplay.

Rob immediately burst into hysterical laughter at the accidentally perfect
timing.


*****


Nicky wandered into the dorm, figuring some of the others might be
there. They weren't due to meet to go for dinner for another hour, but
David's chess tournament was over and as much as he had been willing to
stay and support him during it, celebrating with a bunch of chess players
who seemed determined to discuss and analyse every move was not his idea of
fun.

As he walked in, he was surprised to find it so quiet, though there was a
lone figure sat down on the sofas. "Oh, hey Mark," he said painfully
awkwardly.

"Hey," Mark smiled as he saw then other boy walk in.

"I thought you'd be with Chris," Nicky said, then flinched a little at his
own awkwardness.

"Oh, he's off with Mike somewhere!" Mark shrugged.

"Chris and... Mike..." Nicky said, unsure quite what to think of that. "Do
we... need to call someone?"

Mark shrugged. "Probably not," he said with a slight smirk.

"Wow, so he left you all on your own on your birthday! Rude," Nicky said as
he took a seat on one of the vacant sofas.

Mark shrugged. "Well he technically left me with Josh, but then Josh said
he had to go meet someone called... Jenna Nell?" he said, looking confused.

"Jenna... Nell?" Nicky frowned before a look of realisation spread across
his face. "Oh, no, not Jenna Nell. Jen and El, as in Jensen and Ellis, his
brothers!"

"Oh that makes more sense," Mark nodded, but then quickly looked confused
again. "Wait, I thought one of his brothers was called Mark, like me!"

Nicky smirked and nodded. "He is. It's Ryan and Mark, they're his ACTUAL
brothers... or... ex brothers I suppose, cos of the whole..." he paused, to
frown, "...thing!" he finished, unsure how else to put it. "Jensen and
Ellis are, like, his adopted brothers. They're students here too!"

"Oh!" Mark nodded. "I guess there's... still a lot I don't know!" he pouted
a little.

Silence began to fill the air around them, both feeling the need to fill it
but a little lost for what to say. Nicky had never been good with new
people, and with Mark spending so much time with Chris (whom Nicky was
still giving space to) the two had rarely spoken beyond a casual good
morning or good night.

Keeping in mind the advice he had been following lately to tackle some of
his issues, Nicky figured there was no harm in a little honesty as he said,
"Sorry, I... I'm really not good around new people. It's... not personal, I
promise!"

Mark chuckled and nodded. "I get it. I do that too," he said with a slight
shrug.

Nicky smiled, unsure whether Mark actually meant it or was just agreeing to
seem polite. "I don't get these people who can just... walk up to someone
and be, like, `Hey I don't know you but let's just chat and stuff!' It
just... makes no sense to me!"

"Right!" Mark said, grinning broadly as he sat up nodding. "They can
just... talk, like, ya know... like they've been best mates for years and
I'm sat there like... `Hi... erm... my name is, erm... I've forgotten it'
or something!"

"Ugh, this guy gets it," Nicky giggled, visibly relaxing a little as he
realised Mark really did understand.

Mark chuckled again and nodded for a moment, then frowned and said, "Huh,
actually I guess that's... kinda what we're doing now, right?"

Nicky's eyes widened. "Oh my god I'm cured!" he declared excitedly as he
jumped to his feet before they both burst into fits of giggles.

"Yeah, all you need to be able to talk to new people is spending six weeks
sharing a dorm with them followed by awkwardly ending up alone with
them. Simple as that!" Mark sniggered.

"Ah, fair point," Nicky said, nodding as he sat back down. "Well, I'm still
counting it as progress!"

"You should. I am too!" Mark said with a nod. "Today's..." he started, then
paused, looking thoughtful, "It's had tough moments but... I think I'm
moving in the right direction!"

"I'm sorry," Nicky said, flinching a little. "I know... things haven't been
great since you got here and a lot of that's kinda my fault." He thought
for a moment, cocking his to one side then the other. "Actually, most of
it, but... things'll keep getting better, I promise!"

"Are you kidding?" Mark asked, shaking his head. Nicky looked slightly
worried for a moment before Mark smiled and said, "I can live with `not
great', believe me. My worst day here has been a million times better than
ANY day I had at King Edwards!"

"Seriously?" Nicky asked, surprised.

Mark nodded. "Yeah, most nights I'd..." he stopped, blushing as he realised
what he was admitting. Figuring it was too late to just stop, he lowered
his gaze a little and finished quietly, "... I'd cry myself to sleep under
the covers!"

"Fuck!" Nicky exclaimed. "That's..." he didn't have words for it.

"Yeah, it is!" Mark shrugged. "So believe me, a few squabbles between a
bunch of guys who clearly, like, really care about each other... this I can
live with, believe me!"

"Ah, well just wait, we haven't had this year's `thing' yet!" Nicky said
with a stern nod.

"Thing?" Mark frowned.

Nicky chuckled. "Just kidding, but it's kinda like... this dorm ATTRACTS
drama, and each year we seem to get an especially big one, so... look out
for that. It's one of our many traditions!" he explained with a grin.

"Good to know," Mark said, pouting a little as he nodded, trying to look
thoughtful. "Any other traditions I should know about?" he joked.

"Well Chris usually does No Nut November, although the last one ended with
a near-death experience, so that tradition may be... near-death!" Nicky
said with a smirk. "And then obviously there's Kinkswood!, the school's
kink festival. Oh, and Danny getting naked on stage at the Halloween
costume contest!"

Mark snorted with laughter. "Funny!" he sniggered, then frowned as Nicky
looked serious. "Wait, are you... are you NOT making these up?"

"Oh, you have SO much to learn!" Nicky smirked. "Oh, actually there is one
more tradition, but it's... one I started that... erm... actually, never
mind!" He blushed heavily as he realised he didn't want to explain his
birthday tradition.

"No, go on," Mark said, shuffling forward in his seat.

"Well..." Nicky started, turning deep crimson. "I kinda... started this
thing where I... give the guys in the dorm a..." he trailed off, the last
two words lost completely.

"A what?" Mark demanded.

Nicky closed his eyes and shook his head. "A birthday kiss!" he
sighed. "But I'm not saying that so that you..."

"Okay!" Mark said with a shrug.

"Okay?" Nicky asked, unsure quite what he meant.

"Yeah, okay," Mark repeated. "Who am I to break tradition?" He stood up and
said, "Wait, do I stand, or should I... erm... do I need to sit?"

"Depends how good you think I am!" Nicky said, clearly using humour to mask
his nerves as he stood too. Mark was a fairly imposing figure for his age,
but Nicky still managed to stand a whole ten centimetres taller than
him. He smirked as he said, "Makes a nice change. Saves me leaning down so
far!"

"I'm... happy to help!?" Mark said with a grin, shrugging a little.

"Are you... sure this is okay?" Nicky asked as he moved closer. As Mark
nodded, he leaned in and their lips met. He held there for a second, ready
to pull back before he felt Mark grab him. As he felt Mark's tongue
cautiously probe at his lips, he let them part slightly, their tongues
meeting as the kiss continued.

Their hands casually grasped at each other as they embraced. It continued
for the best part of a minute before they both let go, each taking a slight
step back before they looked at each other with awkward smiles.

"I think I like this tradition," Mark chuckled.

"It's definitely one I enjoy," Nicky agreed. "You're... really good at
that, by the way!"

"Thanks," Mark said. He frowned a little as he said, "I don't... DO much
stuff yet, but... I do like kissing!"

"Good to know. Already looking forward to next year," Nicky chuckled as he
sat back down.

"Well Chris said we need to celebrate my birthday a different day, cos of
the other stuff happening today, so... technically THAT would be my
birthday too... if that counts!" Mark said with a cheeky grin.

"Oh it counts! I'll see you then!" Nicky said eagerly. "Just, erm... just
to be sure though, you know this is... literally just for the
tradition. I'm not, like... coming onto you!"

Mark clutched at his chest. "Wait, you mean... you don't love me?" he
gasped.

Nicky was not quite gullible enough to fall for it. Narrowing his eyes, he
shook his head and said, "Great, just what this dorm needs... more
sarcasm!" As he got a laugh from Mark, he shook his head again and said, "I
think you're really gonna fit in here!"


*****


"Oh, would ya look at that! Looks like my team's winning!" Rob
taunted. "Told ya they would! Looks like they're gonna have to pay up!" he
said as Adrian scored again.

"You Kingswood boys are so smug!" Danny said back with a sneer. "But we'll
soon put you in your place!" He turned to look at Clover and Q-Ball. "Come
on, you fucking losers, put some fucking effort in and show `em how it's
done at Crestwood!"

The roleplay scenario was well underway now. With two team captains taking
part, Adrian had been inspired to come up with a scenario that made the
most of it, as well as having more boys than usual involved. Rob and Danny
were currently playing the roles of captains of the basketball teams for
Kingswood and Crestwood.

"You wanna come and show us how it's done if you think it's that easy?"
Clover snapped back at his captain.

"Are you talking back to me?" Danny snapped back at him.

"Well my lips moved and sound came out, so... yes!" Clover said petulantly.

"Oh, trouble in the ranks?" Rob taunted from beside him.

"You worry about your own losers!" Danny snapped, gesturing to Adrian and
Kyle who formed Rob's Kingswood team.

"Hey, don't call them that!" Rob said sharply. "They're ugly, stinking
weirdos, but they're not losers!"

"Heyyyy!" Adrian and Kyle whined.

"Oh what, just shut up and play!" Rob said, fully embracing the role of
abusive captain, enjoying the chance to be less kind than he usually was in
his leadership role.

"Hold up," Adrian said, holding back a smirk. "You two decided to make a
bet, on US, about who'd win, and it's US who have to pay up on the bet and
get used if we lose? Ya know what! Fuck you both!"

"Wow, rude much. Keep your team in check, fuckwit!" Danny smirked.

"No, he's right!" Q-Ball joined in, he and Clover moving closer to the
opposing team as the whole group began to advance on the two captains.

"When you said `fuck you both' is there any chance you meant that
literally?" Q-Ball asked with a manic grin.

"Hey, back off or you'll be off the team!" Danny said, taking a nervous
step back.

"Yeah, if being off the team means being free of dickheads like you, then
ya know what... I quit!" Q-Ball said as they continued their advance on the
two increasingly nervous looking captains.

"Hey, back down... I'm... I'm not kidding!" Rob said, grabbing Danny's arm
as they retreated together.

"GET `EM!" Adrian yelled.

The four boys lunged, managing to knock both Rob and Danny to the ground.

Q-Ball flipped Danny over, grabbed both arms up behind his back and said to
Clover, "I've got him. You help with the big one!"

"Oy!" Rob yelped.

"Oh he definitely meant big in a good way!" Clover said as he jumped on to
help Adrian and Kyle subdue Rob.

Back in character, Rob yelped out, "Get off, ya bastards!"

"Quick, get his clothes off!" Adrian instructed.

"Wooo, yeah!" Danny called out, but as he got a glare from Adrian for
breaking character, he said less enthusiastically, "No. Don't! Stop it!"

As strong as Rob was, easily outweighing Adrian, Kyle and Clover
individually, against all three it would have been a struggle, even if he
hadn't been a willing participant in their `assault'. His clothes were
gradually being ripped off of him, some parts of it literally.

"Ya still good?" Adrian whispered as he leaned in close to Rob's ear.

Rob nodded, but whispered back, "Just no..."

"Anal, yeah, I know," Adrian interrupted with a chuckle. "That's all for
Danny!"

Rob chuckled at the reassurance before he and Adrian both slipped back into
character. "GET OFF YOU FUCKING WANKERS!" he yelped.

"Here, tie his hands!" Adrian said, offering the tattered remnants of Rob's
t-shirt to Clover as he held Rob's hands behind his back.

"Okay, you keep hold of him, we'll take Danny!" Kyle said, nodding to
Adrian who happily sat atop Rob to keep him in place.

As Q-Ball, Clover and Kyle got started on stripping Danny, who made a token
effort to look like he was resisting, they heard a sudden moan from beside
them.

"What was that?" Q-Ball asked curiously.

"Lemme guess. Nipples?" Danny asked with a grin from beneath the other
three.

Adrian, who had just reached beneath Rob who was face down on the ground,
sniggered and nodded.

"Yeah, you're definitely gonna want to give them some attention," Kyle
giggled.

Danny was naked within moments, his rigid cock pressed against the ground
as the others remained on him. As they pulled his arms behind his back to
tie them, he suddenly felt hot, his breathing growing ragged as he pulled
to try and move his arms or legs. "GET OFF, UNTIE ME!" Danny shrieked, his
tone making it clear that he wasn't in character without even resorting to
their safe word.

Kyle quickly released Danny's hands and they got off, allowing him to move
again.

As Q-Ball and Clover stood back, looking a little panicked as Adrian jumped
from Rob to lay down beside Danny and stroked his back gently. "Hey, it's
okay, it's okay," Adrian reassured him softly.

"Sorry, it just... felt a bit too much like..." Danny started, but couldn't
say the words.

"It's okay, I get it. You wanna stop?" Adrian asked, his hand raising to
stroke through his friend's hair. He was already mentally kicking himself
for the idea, though considering Danny hadn't even thought to object about
being restrained, and the way it might trigger memories of his paralysis,
Adrian couldn't really blame himself too much.

"Fuck no. We're doing this!" Danny grinned. "Just... one sec." He rolled
over and sat up, looking at the two nervous Crestwood boys as Rob and Kyle
watched on from the side. "I'm sorry sirs, I'll do whatever you tell me,
just... don't tie me up. I beg you, I'll do anything!" He was clearly back
in character, quickly adapting to use what had happened.

"Fine, then let's get some dicks in you!" Clover said happily.

"Let's get some dicks in you!?" Q-Ball scoffed, shaking his head as the
others sniggered.

"Whatever, let's just do it," Clover said, blushing at the mockery of his
improvised line.

"Oh no, are you all gonna fuck me? Oh no!" Danny said, barely even
pretending to dislike the idea.

"Nah, you lucked out... captain!" Clover said with a wicked grin. He
pointed to Q-Ball and said, "He's a bottom!" then gestured to Adrian and
Kyle as he added, "And those guys are still junior league!" Grinning as he
looked Danny up and down hungrily, he finished, "But don't worry, I got
plenty of dick to keep you busy!"

"Seriously, where do you come up with these lines?" Q-Ball scoffed.

"And really? Junior league?" Adrian said, shaking his head.

"Oh my god, just... shut up and fuck me!" Danny interjected. As everyone
looked at him he blushed a little, then shrugged and said, "I mean... oh
no, I'm sorry team... please don't hurt me!"

"Smooth," Adrian muttered with an amused headshake, "Well you guys
enjoy... whatever league you're in! Me and Kyle can handle our captain,
right?"

"Right!" Kyle agreed happily.

Danny watched his two friends preparing to play with Rob. Ever since Adrian
had confessed his feelings for Kyle (as well as his reluctance for pursuing
them), Danny had watched them both closely. Kyle was clearly every bit as
besotted with the other boy as Adrian was with Kyle and he could totally
see them together - in fact he rarely saw them apart anymore – but he
decided to stay out of it. If they were going to get together, they'd
figure it out for themselves... much like Chris and Mark. Danny let out a
gentle whimper as his best friend popped into his head once again.

Fortunately, Danny didn't have long to dwell on the subject before he felt
himself being roughly manhandled to his feet by the two Crestwood boys.

"Whadda you say, `captain'? Clover growled in Danny's ear from
behind. "Wanna be the meat in a Crestwood sandwich?"

"Oh my god, you need to stop with these lines, you're killing me," Q-Ball
sniggered, though the smile quickly dropped as he pressed himself against
Danny's front. "But that sounds fun to me. You in?"

"No," Danny said, shaking his head, "But turn around and I soon will be!"

"Ha!" Clover cackled at Danny's equally cheesy line. He quickly pulled his
cock out, pressing it into the small of Danny's back.

"Damn, did that thing get even bigger?" Danny asked as he felt Clover's
impressively large appendage pressed against him. "I really need to
introduce you to Nicky some time so you can compare!"

"Can I watch?" Rob called over, getting a laugh from everyone else.

"Quiet, captain. If you're talking, you're not sucking!" Kyle said,
grabbing Rob's head to make him take the dick back into his mouth.

Danny let out a low groan as he felt Clover press the head of his large
prick into his hole. It was so distracting he almost forget what he was
doing with Q-Ball, and only remembered when he felt the other boy's butt
push back against his hand. "Ahhh fffffuck," Danny moaned as Clover slowly
pushed inside him.

By the time Clover was fully inside Danny, he had his dick positioned to
impale Q-Ball, allowing the force of the thrust from behind him to nudge
him in.

"Ah, Danny," Q-Ball groaned as one hand reached back behind his head to
grasp at Danny's.

Danny playfully nuzzled at the hand for a moment before he felt it slip a
little further back and grasp onto his nape. Pulled forward a little, he
found his lips pressed against Q-Ball's shoulder, which he happily nibbled
and kissed at. Clover's arms wrapped around him from behind, both gripped
tightly around him to hold their bodies together as he thrust in with quick
short movements, keeping most of his dick inside Danny.

As Rob knelt sucking alternately on Kyle and Adrian, letting out occasional
grunts when they reached down to tweak his nipples, he glanced sideways at
the other three boys.

"That's so hot," Adrian moaned as he watched the three-way fuck.

"Do you... wanna do that?" Kyle asked nervously.

Rob watched from below. Anal was something he had dabbled with slightly,
mostly in the form of fingering with Luke and Jazz, but remained something
outside of his usual sexual repertoire. As he heard Adrian reply, "Maybe
someday, just... not yet!" he smiled as much as his cock-filled mouth would
allow. It was nice to know he wasn't the only one feeling that way.

"How does it feel, captain?" Clover asked, remaining in character. "To be
used the way you wanted to use us?"

Danny wanted to answer honestly, to tell them he was in absolute heaven,
but he knew Adrian liked them to keep to the roleplay scenario as much as
possible. "This is so embarrassing. Please, please don't tell the rest of
the team you fucked me like this!" Danny pleaded.

"And how about you?" Adrian asked, grabbing a handful of Rob's hair to pull
him off of Kyle's dick.

Before Rob could answer, Kyle said, "This doesn't feel that embarrassing
for him yet. Maybe we can make it worse!"

"Oh yeah, any ideas?" Adrian asked, always excited to hear what other boys
could come up with in the heat of the scene.

"You could all cum on his nipples and make SOMEONE suck it all off to see
if it'd make him cum," Danny suggested, eyes flashing wildly as he saw Rob
stare back at him in a mix of shock and delight. "Which it probably would,"
he added with a smirk.

"We doing that?" Kyle asked, gulping a little as he looked at Adrian.

"We're definitely doing that!" Adrian nodded back eagerly.

"You should let Q-Ball add to that," Clover started.

Danny suppressed a moan as he felt the cock inside him throb. Clover
clearly liked the suggestion too.

"He cums like a fucking firehose. Plenty for..." Clover paused, raising a
hand to grab a handful of Danny's hair, "... SOMEONE to lick up!"

Danny giggled playfully as he said, "To be clear, I'm someone. Someone is
me!"

"Yeah, I think we got that," Kyle sniggered.

"Well... you might wanna, ugh... get him in position," Q-Ball grunted,
mildly aroused by being talked about so casually by the others. "I'm not
gonna be long!"

Kyle and Adrian quickly dragged Rob over (with him helping a little if only
to avoid injury) and made him kneel in front of the three-way fuck.

Danny reached around and knocked Q-Ball's hand away, stroking his dick for
him as he continued fucking from behind.

Q-Ball's infamously large balls, his namesake, swung pendulously as Danny
jerked him off. Rob had barely been in place a for a minute before Q-Ball
let out a shuddery moan and began to shower Rob with spunk. Looking down
over his shoulder, Danny aimed the pulsating phallus as much as he could at
one of Rob's nipples. After getting a successful hit with the fourth spurt,
he aimed for the other.

"Oh my god," Rob groaned as he felt the warm wetness of the other boy's cum
strike his most sensitive area. The way it rapidly cooled, the fluid slowly
trickling down his chest, it just added to the excitement, making his cock
throb as drips of spunk begun landing it.

"Fuck!" Adrian exclaimed at the sight of it. He reached out and over Rob
and grabbed Kyle's dick, stroking it in time with his own.

By the time Q-Ball had come down from his orgasm, pulled off of Danny and
moved aside, Adrian and Kyle were simultaneously spurting their loads onto
Rob, each taking a side. With their dicks mere centimetres from Rob's
chest, there was no risk of them missing his sensitive nipples, both
standing pert with the remnants of Q-Ball's spunk on them.

Watching two more loads cover his friend, Danny was so distracted he almost
forgot about the large tool impaling him. It was only when he heard, "I'm
cumming!" growled in his ear, coupled with the arms around him tightening
that he remembered. He felt a few spurts of thick goo inside him, followed
by delicate kisses on his neck.

Reaching down, he stroked himself to an orgasm he had been ready for
several minutes before. Barely a dozen rapid strokes and he was adding his
load to the three already adorning Rob, who was now a panting, quivering
mess, his cock twitching and throbbing wildly.

"Come on then," Clover said as he finally let go of Danny and placed his
hands on his shoulders to push him down to his knees. "Get licking!"

Danny looked at Rob with a grin. This was far from their first encounter,
but this was certainly something they hadn't done before. He leaned down
and placed his tongue just above Rob's navel, then slid his tongue upwards,
feeling spunk begin to pool on it. As he felt some begin to dribble down
its sides, he pulled it into his mouth and swallowed then poked it back out
again, his tongue now in the centre of Rob's chest.

"Which one first?" Danny asked with a grin.

Rob whimpered and said, "Th... this one!" as he nodded down to his left
nipple.

Danny happily complied, licking a clean path over to it. He let his tongue
circle the sensitive nub for a moment, blowing slightly on it, knowing the
wetness would give it a slight chill. The moan he got from Rob let him know
it was appreciated. He finally took the nipple into his mouth, sucking for
a moment before letting his tongue spiral around it until it came to a stop
on the centre.

"Fuck fuck fuck fuck," Rob grunted, his cock twitching and throbbing, a
stream of precum dribbling down it.

As Danny pulled away, he gave Rob another grin, then lunged fast for the
other nipple. While he had approached the first one delicately, he knew
what the others were hoping to see and he didn't want to disappoint. He
went at the nipple with true ferocity, lapping at it hard with his tongue,
massaging it firmly with his lips.

"OH MY FUCKING GOD!" Rob yelped out.

As Danny pulled back, Rob's cock began spurting up its load, not getting
great distance, but producing a sizeable amount, all of which dribbled down
his cock, some stopping at his small patch of dark pubes, the rest oozing
down onto his balls.

Looking round to see if he had any further orders, Danny realised he wasn't
getting any so he sniggered and said, "Okay, fine, if you insist!" He
leaned down and took Rob's dick into his mouth, sucking the spunk off as
the orgasm slowly died down. Sitting up and grinning, his mouth smeared
with wetness, Danny looked at Rob and the spunk still spattered over the
rest of his torso. "Anyone mind if I finish that?" he asked, getting a
chorus of laughs.



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The Kingswood Saga

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Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/

Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/

The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/the-kingswood-eight/

A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/a-very-kingswood-easter/



The Benny Saga (in reading order)

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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

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Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/

Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/

Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/



One-shots

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The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction

Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure

Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master

Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake

And Then It Got Worse – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse

Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity