Date: Fri, 8 Sep 2023 15:47:07 +0000
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Kingswood Effect - Chapter 31

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The Kingswood Effect

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Chapter 31 – The Camping Trip – Part 1

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Saturday 02 April 2022


`Survival Club' had been the latest addition to the school's extensive list
of extra-curricular activities for the 2021/22 school year. As was
tradition, each staff member was responsible for an extra duty on top of
their teaching duties. For some it involved being responsible for one of
the floors of the Home Building and looking after the day-to-day wellbeing
of the students who lived there, but for most it meant running a club or
extracurricular activity.

Mr Maxwell Rudd had joined the school in September as a PE teacher and
introduced the Survival Club, using his years of experience and knowledge
in such things to make it one of the most popular after-school
activities. Throughout the year, he had taught the boys various survival
skills, from finding or building shelters and starting fires, to making
splints or bandages for injuries.

Back in the first term, all the boys had taken part in a mini camping trip,
which took them out into the `wilderness' of the Kingswood woodlands,
though that had merely been a practice for the main event taking place
during the Easter break between terms 2 and 3. Now, finally, that time had
come and while most of the school packed up to head home for two weeks, the
Survival Club boys had headed off camping for the first week of the break,
at Camp Wilder.

Four members of Year 9's dorm 1.09 were members of the club – Danny,
Mikey, Josh and David – though only three of them were attending. David
had opted out, through a mix of his own depression over a recent break-up
and a desire to support his best friend, James, who was struggling with
difficulties of his own. The other three boys, along with the other
Survival Club members, had been almost giddy with excitement over the trip.

The Year 9 boys had almost managed to claim the back row of the coach, but
had just lost out to a sneaky boy who got on ahead of them and claimed it
for Year 11, but they had still managed to secure a section well away from
the teachers sat at the front, taking up five pairs of seats just ahead of
the Year 11s. The Year 10s were not happy to be pushed further forward on
the coach but accepted they had lost out fairly and soon enough, they had
all settled down for the long drive to Camp Wilder.

With the increasingly-inseparable Josh and Mikey sitting together, Danny
had opted to sit with Adrian, his best friend outside of his own dorm. The
first hour of the drive had flown by as they eagerly chatted about the
exciting activities planned for the week. Just as the conversation was
dying down a little, Adrian grinned, tapped Danny on the arm and gestured
over to their side where Josh and Mikey were sat.

"They're so cute," Danny whispered as he saw Josh sitting with his arm
around Mikey, cuddling together as they chatted quietly to each other.

Adrian nodded his agreement then asked, "So what's the deal? Are they,
like... together?"

"Oh god, no," Danny disagreed firmly. "I think..." he paused to glance at
the two boys then lowered his voice even more as he continued, "They've
both got... issues, and... they help each other deal with them. I tend to
stay out of it, cos, ya know... it just works."

"Wow, imagine that, someone in your dorm with `issues'. How unusual!"
Adrian teased sarcastically.

Danny looked back at Adrian for a moment with his eyebrows raised. "God, I
wish I was as funny as you think you are!" he said back dryly.

"Speaking of issues..." Adrian started, not even needing to say the rest
for Danny to catch on.

"It's not an issue!" Danny insisted. Adrian was very obviously referring to
the recent development between Chris and Mark.

"Really? Cos someone new dating your boyfriend kinda sounds like it'd be an
issue!" Adrian said with a casual shrug.

Danny huffed with frustration. "Firstly, I thought we got past that whole
`Chris is your boyfriend' shit back in year seven, and second, they're not
even dating!"

"They're not?" Adrian asked, sounding genuinely surprised.

Danny shook his head. "Nah, I mean... seems they're heading that way, but,
erm..."

"Issues?" Adrian asked, smirking. "How unusual..."

"I really don't like you, sometimes," Danny scowled.

"Are those times mostly when I'm right?" Adrian asked cockily.

"I don't know, maybe we should ask Kyle!" Danny exclaimed, referring to
Adrian's boyfriend of two months. "How's HE feeling about us going camping
together?"

"Heyyyy," Adrian complained, his brow furrowing.

"Yeah, sorry, that was... mean," Danny apologised. He knew Adrian and
Kyle's relationship was new and not unprpblematic. "But... IS Kyle okay
with it? I know he had..."

"Issues! Damn my own humour for biting me on the arse!" Adrian said
jokingly. "But... yeah, he's... well, let's just say he'll be glad when
we're back at school together!"

"If it helps, I can tell him how annoying I find you!" Danny offered with a
grin.

"Dickhead," Adrian giggled. "But... fine, let's make a deal. This week, no
talking about boyfriends... or boys who are friends who people think are
your boyfriend. Sound good?" He held out his hand to Danny.

"Sounds perfect!" Danny said, taking the hand to seal the deal.

The two sat in silence for a moment before Adrian said, "Wow, we really
don't have anything left to talk, do we?"

"Maybe we have issues?" Danny suggested with a playful shrug, making Adrian
burst into immediate laughter.


*****


"Okay, quiet down," Mr Rudd called out to the gathering of students before
him. The coach had not long arrived at the campsite, arriving shortly after
the Year 12 and 13s, most of whom had driven and car-pooled rather than
travelling with the younger students by coach. "Tents are set up already,
but don't worry, you'll get a chance to put your shelter-building skills to
work later in the week. For now, just head to your tents and stow your
gear, then meet back here in twenty minutes! Tents are numbered and you
have all been assigned roommates for the week. There will be no swapping
and any complaints can be directed to the Head of Nobody Cares!"

"Sir, I don't know who that is!" a Year 7 boy called out, throwing his hand
in the air.

"It's nobody, dickwad!" an older boy called back, getting a laugh from the
group as the younger boy blushed at his mistake.

"Okay, okay, quiet down," Mr Rudd called out again. It got immediate
silence. After two terms with the new teacher, all the boys who had a class
with him knew he gave one `okay' to get attention, but two `okay's was a
warning. If he reached three, you were in trouble! "Listen out for your
names and tent numbers. Once your names come up, you can head
off... QUIETLY!"

The boys stood listening out for their names as Mr Rudd started working
through the Year 7s and 8s. "Tent eleven, Benjamin Hill and Thomas
Lewis. Tent twelve, Andrew Walker and Richard Jackson. Tent thirteen,
Adrian Rivera and Danny Davies. Tent fourteen, Josh Williams and Jenson
Thomas. Tent fifteen, Michael Corbyn and Harley Edwards."

As Mr Rudd moved on to Year 10, the Year 9s started lugging their bags off
towards the campground where several rows of tents were lined up waiting
for them. As Danny and Adrian excitedly chattered about how glad they were
to have been paired up, Josh approached Mikey as discretely as he could and
said, "Hey, d'you want me to see if Harley will swap with me!"

Mikey shrugged. "You heard your boyfriend back there. No swaps!" he replied
with a snigger.

"He's not my boyfriend," Josh pouted, frowning heavily. "And I know, it's
just... what if you... end up in one of your moods and I'm not there
to... ya know, help fix it?" he asked nervously.

Sighing slightly as he nodded his understanding of Josh's concern, he said
back quietly, "Guess I'll just have to figure it out. I can't rely on other
people forever!" Mikey was prone to sudden mood swings and unexpected
rages, something that had always caused him problems with the people in his
life, but during his time at Kingswood he had found a few things that
always brought him back down to earth – violence, sex and, more
recently, prolonged body contact with someone he cared about (i.e. a long
hug). While he had a few people in his life who could help provide at least
one of those solutions, Josh had become the main provider.

"Okay," Josh said, clearly worried, "But... if you need me I'm only in the
next tent, remember. Psycho Mikey wasn't invited on this trip!"

Mikey chuckled at the mention of his angry alter-ego as he nodded. Thanks
to Josh, `Psycho Mikey' had been increasingly under control lately, but he
was always there, just below the surface. He gave Josh brief side-eye as he
said quietly, "I know Mr Rudd said no swaps, but you should ask if he's
willing to swap with Jen. I bet he'd make an exception for you!"

Josh tutted and rolled his eyes. "Shut up," he grumbled. "He... I
mean... I... he..."

"Oh my god, look how red you're getting," Mikey sniggered, pointing to
Josh's face. "Is the blood rushing anywhere else, too?" He looked down at
Josh's crotch, but it was immediately blocked by a bag Josh pulled in front
of him. "Oh my god, it is, isn't it! Damn, you're SO into him!"

"No I'm not!" Josh hissed angrily. "He just... he..." he huffed, getting
visibly upset. "He just helps, okay!"

"Okay, okay, sorry," Mikey said, punching Josh' arm gently. "I wasn't
taking the piss... well, I kinda was, but... it's no big deal if you ARE
into him. I know... like... relationships and stuff are kinda messed up for
you, so... liking someone is good I reckon. Even if he's a million years
old and ten times your size!"

Josh chuckled a little, slightly reluctantly, then nodded at the
comment. He wasn't about to go and blab all the details of his relationship
with the teacher, but if he was... it would probably be with Mikey. They
stopped as they reached the tents. "That's me over there," he said,
pointing to the tent with a large number `14' in front of it.

"And that's me," Mikey said, nodding to his own tent. "Gimme a shout when
you're heading back over."

Josh just gave a happy nod before heading into his tent.


*****


The first evening passed relatively quietly. A Year 7 boy got sick and
threw up in front of everyone, two Year 11s got into a fight and ended up
collapsing one of the tents and a prank-gone-wrong had resulted in some
minor first aid amongst the Year 12s, though it was nothing serious and Mr
Rudd had actually turned it into a useful training exercise. But other than
that, by Kingswood standards, it was a relaxed but enjoyable evening.

With scheduled activities not due to start until the next morning, the
night was mostly spent with games and team-building exercises, intended to
encourage the boys to venture outside of their Year group and get to know
the other boys.

Josh had just been on his way back from the toilet block when he was
grabbed, literally, by Mr Rudd who led him away from the path and into a
quiet, secluded area. "Hi daddy," Josh said quietly with a huge grin once
the two were alone.

"Okay, that's exactly what I wanted to talk to you about," Mr Rudd said
sternly. "As long as we're here, with so many other people around, I'm just
sir, okay. Our... extra activities will remain on hold until we return to
Kingswood. Understood?"

"Yes... sir," Josh said, having to actively fight the instinct to call the
man `daddy' again.

"But also, what's this I hear about you getting in trouble yesterday?" Mr
Rudd asked disapprovingly.

Josh pouted and dropped his gaze to the floor. "But... it was April Fool's
Day. Everyone gets in trouble!" he argued meekly.

"Just because everyone does it, that doesn't mean you have to do it. I
thought you were one of my good boys!" Mr Rudd said with a slight
headshake.

"I am!" Josh insisted urgently. Pleasing the man had become one of his main
priorities in life, and the thought that his playful shenanigans as part of
the usual April Fools Day activities had let him down was more than a
little disheartening.

"Okay, well... none of that this week. Understood?" Mr Rudd asked firmly.

"Yes sir," Josh said, pouting slightly.

"And you may have noticed I paired you with Jenson," Mr Rudd explained. "I
know you had a... bumpy time with him on the last trip, but you've come a
long way since then, Josh. We won't have any issues this time, will we?"

"No sir, definitely not!" Josh said confidently.

"That's what I like to hear," the teacher said with a smile before he
squatted down. "Now because you've been such a good boy lately, April Fools
notwithstanding, I thought you might like to know I'm giving you the week
off."

"From... what, sir?" Josh asked, gulping nervously.

Mr Rudd smirked as he saw the slight bulge grow in Josh' shorts. He looked
around to make sure they were alone, then reached out to tease the
obviously-growing erection, just playfully pushing on it with the tip of
his finger and sniggering as he felt increasing pushback from the swelling
tool. As Josh blushed profusely, he said, "From not playing with this. I
know... `things' can happen on these trips and I'd hate you to miss out!"

Josh gulped. It had only been five days since his last orgasm, but that
still felt plenty long enough. Disappointing as it was to hear they would
not be doing their usual stuff while on the trip, it was nice to know he
had earned the reward. Yet nerves quickly crept it. "Stuff... with other
people?" he asked anxiously.

"Yeah," Mr Rudd nodded. "You don't think that... sounds fun?" he asked
curiously.

"I... I don't... know..." Josh said, his brow furrowing as he clasped his
arms defensively in front of himself and pivoted back and forth on one
foot.

"Josh, you know none of the people who hurt you are here anymore. Nobody's
gonna hurt you," Mr Rudd encouraged him. "And even if they wanted to... I'm
right here and anyone who hurts you answers to me, okay?"

A broad grin spread across Josh's face as he nodded emphatically.

"Good boy," Mr Rudd said happily. He glanced round again then pulled Josh
into a quick hug as he whispered, "Last one until we're back at school!"

"Then make it last," Josh insisted, holding on tightly as the man went to
pull away.

"Okay, long enough," Mr Rudd said after a few more moments. He stood back
up and said, "I'm gonna head back. You may want to wait a minute to let
this go down," he said, reaching down to grope the boy's bulge, laughing at
the pleasured moan it got from him.

As the teacher walked away, Josh remained nervously in place, desperately
willing his erection to go down. As he heard footsteps behind him, he
turned, expecting Mr Rudd had returned, maybe for another grope, or a hug,
or... something else, but he found himself facing Jenson instead.

"What are you doing over..." Jenson started, but paused and smirked as he
saw the tent in Josh's sweatpants. "Oh, I see."

Josh immediately clasped his hands in front of his crotch. Considering that
the teasing about him getting caught wanking at school was only just
beginning to die down, he really didn't need Jenson telling everyone about
an embarrassing erection.

Jenson smiled and said, "Try thinking about your mum. Instant boner
killer!"

"I don't have one," Josh replied, frowning slightly for a moment before he
realised the other boy had opted to help rather than humiliate.

"Oh yeah, sorry," Jenson said sheepishly, then grinned again and said,
"Think about mine then. I guarantee it'll do the job!"

Josh burst into laughter, thankfully feeling his erection already mostly
subsided. "Thanks for that," he said gratefully.

"No problem," Jenson shrugged. "Figured I'd best stay on your good side
after the last camping trip!"

Josh blushed a little and said a timid, "Yeah, sorry again `bout that!"

"S'all good. Come on, we're gonna have a quick game of footie before bed
and I want you on my team so we actually win!" Jenson said cheerfully,
leading Josh away.


*****


The relative quietness of the evening was certain not to last, and it was
shortly after the boys had been banished to their tents that things got a
little rowdier. The Year 11 boys who had been fighting earlier and were
unfortunately been paired together in a tent renewed their squabble, with
three other Year 11 tents being drawn into the disagreement. The sound of
fighting had drawn every other boy out to spectate, jeer and cheer. Mr Rudd
appeared and scared fifty students back into their tents with a single
glance before splitting up the arguing boys for the night.

Shortly after that, the Year 10s started a game of some sort that involved
one boy from each of their tents emerging naked and running around the
entire tent area. They had barely made it halfway round before Mr Rudd put
a stop to it.

Once the streaking had died down, next up was the `sheep' game. Nobody
actually seemed to know how it started, or rather nobody claimed the
credit/blame, but someone made a loud bleating noise like a sheep. Several
moments later, someone else made a similar noise back... then a few moments
later another. Soon enough, the sheep noise was echoing around the whole
area.

"IF I HEAR ONE MORE SHEEP NOISE FROM OVER HERE, THIS ENTIRE TRIP BECOMES
NAKED TIME, AND THERE ARE OTHER SCHOOLS USING THESE FACILITIES, SO BY ALL
MEANS, GIVE `EM A SHOW!" Mr Rudd called out. Immediate silence, just as Mr
Rudd knew there would be.

With the latest shenanigans quelled, peace finally seemed to settle over
the campground, fear of public humiliation enough to keep any ongoing
activity quietly inside the tents.

"Surprised you're not out there making sheep noises," Adrian said
quietly. "Chance to be naked... you should be jumping at it!"

Danny shuddered at the comment and shook his head emphatically. "No
chance," he insisted. "I may have made my peace with the fact embarrassing
shit turns me on at school, but outside of Kingswood... no fucking chance!"

Adrian rolled onto his side, quickly giving the crank-powered torch
lighting their tent a charge as it dimmed slightly before propping his head
up on one arm, staring down at Danny. "Is it... really that different?" he
asked curiously.

"Fuck yes!" Danny said firmly. "At school, people are gonna take the piss
but only a bit, and at least you know you're not gonna get in trouble, plus
I know you don't usually SEE most guys naked regularly, but, like... you
CAN. Ya know, in the locker room and stuff, so we're all in it together,"
he explained. "Out here, these are just, like... regular people. Ones
who'll... I dunno, get you in trouble, or really say mean shit. Nuh-uh,
outside of Kingswood, my clothes are staying on and my dick is for MY eyes
only!"

"JUST yours?" Adrian asked with a coquettish grin.

"Well... maybe a close friend or two," Danny giggled.

"Okay," Adrian said happily. "I've got an idea. You can just be you, but
I'm from one of those other schools staying here. We've never met before
and because they ran out of tents, we have to..."

"Hold up!" Danny said, shaking his head. As Adrian frowned at him, he
continued, "I know roleplay is kind of our thing," he paused to think for a
moment and asked, "It... IS still our thing, isn't it?" After their recent
falling out, it was a habit they had not yet gotten back into.

"Of course," Adrian nodded.

Danny's face lit up in a brief smile before he went on, "Good, but... does
it ALWAYS have to be roleplay? I guess, sometimes it kinda feels like I
never get to spend time with Adrian, it's always... a character you're
playing. It's never just you!"

"Well you don't want just me!" Adrian replied with a casual shrug. He
immediately frowned at his own comment as Danny looked a little hurt, then
elaborated, "I mean... you're WITH Brian, and beating yourself up over
wanting to be with Chris and I know you've said before I could have been a
real option, but... well, I'm not, am I? I'm like a human bronze medal to
you and I'm not saying that to be mean, I just... I know where we stand!"

Danny felt a gnawing sensation in his gut as he listened to Adrian. He let
out a gentle moan as he reached out to stroke the other boy's arm and said,
"I... I'm sorry if I ever made you feel... not good enough, but... but you
ARE. I know saying this might just confuse things more and I hope it
doesn't hurt you, but... I love you, Adrian. Like... really love you
and... I haven't said that to many people before. Please, PLEASE, don't
ever feel like you need to be anyone other than yourself with me!"

"Geez, back off, I've got a boyfriend. Wow, ever heard of boundaries?"
Adrian joked. As Danny raised his eyebrows disapprovingly, Adrian nodded
gently and looked down as he mumbled quietly, "I love you too."

Danny considered teasing him back, but it was painfully clear how much it
had taken just for him to do that much. Danny didn't want to undermine the
effort. "How about..." he started, pausing as he waited for Adrian to look
at him, "We just... jerk off, together, just you and me, side by side?"

Adrian gave a meek smile and nodded, immediately lying down on his back to
mirror Danny as he did it. They both reached into their sleeping bags, but
realising how much it restricted movement (and the view) both were unzipped
and thrown open. Shorts were quickly pulled down as t-shirts were removed
and tossed aside, leaving the two boys comfortably exposed to each other.

As they laid there, with Danny allowing Adrian to set the pace, mirroring
the speed of his strokes, they shuffled together slightly. Switching to his
left hand, Danny let his right arm come to a rest as it pressed against
Adrian's, their hands touching gently. Their fingers gradually crept
closer, until they were interlinked.

Without a word, Danny let his head lean over to the side. Adrian
copied. Their heads gently touched, the two boys nuzzling against each
other as they laid there wanking, each letting out occasional moans of
pleasure. Letting their heads turn a little, they found themselves
face-to-face.

Still silent, their breath intermingling between them, Danny moved in to
press his mouth against Adrian's. At first, he felt nothing, but a moment
later Adrian pushed back against him as their eyes closed. Danny let his
lips open a little as he felt Adrian's tongue protrude slightly.

Any synchronicity in their masturbation was quickly lost as they both
wanked excitedly, revelling in the kiss and the jolts of excitement it was
sending rippling down them. Adrian was first to cum, shooting a sizeable
load onto his chest and stomach, the first shot actually hitting himself in
the chin, spattering slightly onto Danny. Danny shot moments later,
randomly pointing his dick skyward so both boys had spunk rain down on them
as each shot splattered back down.

The pair of cumshots wasn't enough to break their embrace, as the making
out continued long after both boys had come down from their post-orgasmic
high. When they finally stopped, they happily let their heads rest together
again, catching their collective breath.

"Oops!" Danny said with a grin as he reached up to touch the wet patch
above them, presumably from one of his stronger spurts. "Let's hope they
don't check the roof for stains," he giggled.

"Danny," Adrian said matter-of-factly, "You're sleeping in this
tent. They've probably accepted they're gonna have to burn it at the end of
the week!"

Danny snorted with laughter, which gradually died down. "See," he said
quietly, "Just... Danny and Adrian. No roleplay needed!"

"Hmmm," Adrian hummed thoughtfully. "I prefer Adrian and Danny!"

"Alphabetical order?" Danny enquired curiously.

"No, I just usually cum first!" Adrian joked, getting more laughter before
they cleaned up ready to sleep.


*****


"You don't talk much!" Mikey said suddenly, through the darkness.

Harley almost collapsed the tent when he jumped at the sudden proclamation.

Mikey smirked, hearing the jump more than he saw it, but his amusement was
short lived. "You're not scared of me or anything stupid like that, are
you?" Since the two boys had come into the tent, the dorm 1.11 boy had
barely spoken or even made eye contact.

"Erm... I... erm..." Harley mumbled nervously.

"Fuck!" Mikey grunted. "I ain't done anything bad to anyone for ages and
you twats are still scared of me?" he huffed moodily. "I'm not scary!" he
snapped... scarily.

Harley just let out a quiet whimper.

Mikey huffed again as he clicked on his torch, but looked round at the
obvious illumination on the tent and covered it up, getting the glow low
enough to avoid detection while making the small boy beside him visible.

"What?" Mikey demanded.

Harley remained silent, staring back anxiously as he cowered away a little.

Mikey frowned for a few moments, nodded and said, "Yeah, okay,
I'm... probably being a bit scary right now, aren't I?"

"A... bit," Harley finally spoke.

"Nicky says I'm scary when I'm violent," Mikey said, mostly just thinking
aloud. He frowned again, tutted and rolled his eyes as he added, "And I'm
not saying I'm about to get violent, so chill your fucking tits, I'm just
saying... THAT'S when Nicky says I'm scary, and David's told me I can be
scary other times but... I'm trying not to be cos we're in here together
all week and it makes me feel like shit when people are scared of me,
so... stop it!"

"That's... really confusing," Harley said, with cautious
honesty. "Like... you don't want to be scary, but you're just... saying it
in a really scary way."

"That's just how I talk!" Mikey snapped, then recoiled slightly and said,
"But you might have a point." He raised his hands to rub his face before
running them up through his hair as he grunted, "Fuck!"

Harley sat for a moment, thinking. When Mikey didn't say anything else, he
started, "Ya know, when we were practicing for Chris' play, I... had to
make out with a few guys, which was kinda scary, but mostly it was with
Mark and... well, you've seen him... and you've seen me. He's like twice my
height, ten times my weight, really hot and just... well, like I said,
you've seen him!"

"Weird time to brag, but whatever," Mikey shrugged, lowering his hands as
he looked at the other boy.

Harley smirked and said, "I'm not bragging, I'm saying THAT was scary,
making out with Mark in those scenes, but... we... talked about it and
stuff and it turned out he was just as nervous as I was and I guess both of
us knowing where we stood kinda made it easier."

Mikey shrugged again, not really catching on.

"Look, you've told me you're not being scary, even if you sound like you
are, and I'm telling you I was scared because... well, I thought I needed
to be, but now we both know I don't... so I'll try not to be," Harley said
with a meek smile. "I'll keep reminding myself you're just being you, and
you just tell me if you actually ARE being scary, so I know when I need to
worry. So, like... snap at me all ya like. I'll just... listen to WHAT you
say, not HOW ya say it!"

Mikey frowned, thinking about the suggestion. He nodded slightly and got a
smile in return. He let out a bemused grunt and said, "I can see why so
many of the guys like you!"

"They do?" Harley asked, sounding genuinely surprised.

"Yeah," Mikey nodded. "Mark said he loved his scenes with you in the play,
Rob says you try harder than anyone on the rugby pitch."

"Well, they're all twice my size so I kinda have to!" Harley giggled.

"That's what Josh says too. He thinks you're great," Mikey said with a
nod. "Danny says you're a great swimmer. He says you're like a shaved
otter!"

"That's... a compliment?" Harley asked, unsure.

Mikey shrugged yet again and said, "Otters are cute, so probably! But,
like... yeah, you're cool and...I guess, thanks for... being honest and
stuff."

Harley grinned at both the compliments Mikey's gratitude. "Like you said,
we're in here all week. Getting on feels kinda important," he said
happily. "Hey, erm... when I shared with Danny back on the other trip,
he... erm... did stuff..."

"Sex stuff?" Mikey asked, though he knew he really didn't need to as he
quickly added, "It's Danny. Of course he did sex stuff!"

"Yeah," Harley chuckled. "He kinda made out that all you guys in your dorm
do it lots. Does that mean... you'll want to..."

"Sure," Mikey said casually, "But... not tonight. Not really in the mood."

"That's okay, I was... ya know... checking!" Harley explained.

"Good. Well... g'night then," Mikey said abruptly before turning off the
torch.

Both boys spent a while fidgeting, trying to achieve the impossible and
find a comfortable position to sleep in. Eventually, hey both ended up in
similar positions, laying on their side facing the same direction.

Just as Harley was starting to drift off to sleep, he felt an arm casually
drape over him. He wondered for just a moment whether Mikey was already
asleep, and the movement had been involuntary, but as he felt the arm pull
at him a little, he shuffled backwards, not close enough to press up
against Mikey, just a little closer as he felt the arm tighten around him.


*****


Josh was quite happy to be paired up with Jenson. After acting like a total
dick towards him at the last camp-out, Jenson had been gracious enough to
forgive and forget, so this trip was a chance to show the other boy it was
just a one-off. More importantly though, it was a chance to show Mr Rudd
how well behaved he could be.

Once the amusement of the fights and streaking died down, the two boys
happily chatted for a while. Sharing three extracurriculars – rugby,
martial arts and survival club – as well as a handful of classes, the
two boys had plenty in common and it was nice for Josh to just chat away
about everyday school life. As much as Josh loved his dorm – and it was
a lot – they could be somewhat all-consuming when it came to his
attention and time. It made hanging out with boys outside their dorm a rare
and special opportunity.

Having finished up talking about the upcoming rugby finals, the two boys
quietened down to sleep. Soon enough Jenson was sound asleep, though Josh
laid wide awake. Back at Kingswood, they had `wank time' in their dorm, a
period after lights out where the boys could jerk off before bed, without
shame, mockery or judgment. Josh relied on it as much as the others for his
bedtime routine, but that had changed thanks to Mr Rudd!

It had now been just under four weeks since Josh had been caught
masturbating outside the school gym, while spying on the hunky
teacher. Humiliating as it had been (and still was, on the annoyingly
frequent occasions it was brought up by other students), it had also been a
secret blessing for Josh. He had already been working on building a
relationship with the alluring man, though it had consisted primarily of
stalking him and awkward conversations, but the incident had put Josh
squarely in the teacher's sights. Mr Rudd had started meeting with Josh
almost daily, under the guise of teaching him self-control, while also
allowing the boy to talk about some of his many traumas.

It had helped Josh inordinately, as he found it so easy to open up to Mr
Rudd, talking about things he hadn't even brought up with his therapist,
but it had also made their relationship much more... physical. Showering
together, touching each other, masturbation, oral... even rimming. Mr Rudd
had kept up the cover that it was to teach Josh self-control, but Josh knew
there was more to it. They played together, but Mr Rudd clearly wanted Josh
all to himself. He had been banned from cumming outside of their sessions,
at first with the use of chastity, but more recently just through willpower
and determination. That was what had stopped Josh engaging in `wank time'
and why he laid there now, hard and frustrated, unable to sleep.

Josh let out a frustrated sigh as he realised he also needed to pee. He
unzipped his sleeping bag and then the tent as quietly as he could, to
avoid waking Jenson, then crept out and into the cool night air. He slipped
his trainers on then headed over towards the toilet block. Moments later,
with an empty bladder, he started to head back but paused as he glanced
over at the small cluster of tents belonging to the staff.

He knew which one was Mr Rudd's. It would be so easy to just... walk over
there, unzip it, climb inside. Sure he'd probably get told he shouldn't be
there, but he just knew the teacher would be happy to see him. He had said
they needed to keep things quiet while they were camping, but... surely
nobody would know.

Feeling his small cock stiffen in his shorts, remembering the playful tease
earlier in the day, Josh couldn't help the pull of seeing Mr Rudd. He
walked over, being careful to remain as quiet as possible. Getting caught
going to/from the toilets after `lights out' was no big deal, but to be
going somewhere he had no official need to go... that could get him in
trouble!

As he drew close to the tent, he stopped and listened as he heard a noise
from within.

"Ugh, fuck... yeah..." Mr Rudd moaned happily.

Josh's erection felt like it got even harder. He couldn't believe his
luck. It sounded like Mr Rudd was jacking off. He stood imagining how it
would look, seeing the man laying there, probably naked, all muscles and
body hair, stroking his thick, meaty tool. Josh had never been more tempted
to play with himself than he was in that moment. His hand even gently
grazed his bulge, but he resisted. He wanted to save it for Mr Rudd. As
much as he wanted to stand there and listen, he knew he needed to get in
there before the man shot his load and lost interest.

Josh crept the last few paces then reached out for the zipper. Just as he
was about to yank it up, he heard another voice. "Ah, sir, you're gonna
make me cum!" he heard someone say dreamily.

Josh froze. Mr Rudd... wasn't alone. And... `Sir'? He wasn't just with
someone, he was with another student! He let go of the zip, stood up and
turned to run away. Barely keeping himself together, he continued along
towards the main campground, then continued on further, disappearing into
the treeline. Branches scratched at his arms and legs as he pushed through
the undergrowth and bugs buzzed around him as he walked in a daze. He
finally came to a stop when he couldn't hold in his feelings any more... or
his dinner. He threw up onto the ground in front of him, stared down at it
for a moment than staggered backwards until he tripped over a fallen branch
and toppled back onto the ground.

"Stupid!" he mumbled to himself, kicking away the branch before bursting
into tears.

He sat crying for several minutes, unable to even form a coherent thought
as it all just poured out of him. By the time he calmed a little, he had
pulled his knees up to his chest and wrapped his arms around them. He let
his head rest down on them as he muttered to himself, "You're so fucking
stupid!" He let out a deep sigh and closed his eyes. He eventually fell
asleep, still sat on the ground.


*****


Sunday 03 April 2022


The first full day at Camp Wilder had managed to avoid much of the drama of
the previous night. A truce had been declared amongst the Year 11s, and
according to the boys in the nearby tents, the deal had been sealed in a
typically `Kingswood' style!

The boys had eventually had sight of the other groups occupying the other
two campgrounds. The first was from a school called the Azure Academy,
located somewhere near Essex which was not an all-boys school, but it was
an all-boys trip to Camp Wilder. The other group, hailing from a school
called SDGS, was made up of the most terrifying, mystifying, and bizarre
creatures ever seen by the boys of Kingswood – girls!

The three older Year groups from Kingswood had gone to do archery for the
morning, while the Year 7 to 10s had gone to work on some team building
activities and puzzles. Lunch time had been lively with the Kingswood and
Azure boys all filling the camp's dining lodge before the boys headed out,
switching activities from that morning.

By the time the younger boys returned from archery that afternoon, they
were in a full-blown argument on who the best fictional archer actually
was. Many had opted for Robin Hood, particularly Lewis Lee from Year 10 and
his little brother Danilo from Year 7, who had both grown up in Robin
Hood's home city of Nottingham. Others had opted for Legolas. Quite a few
suggested Hawkeye from the Avengers, though that led to a whole other
argument over who would win between him and Green Arrow. Other suggestions
had included Merida from Brave, Katniss Everdeen from Hunger Games and even
one vote for Greek God Artemis.

"I'm just saying, Legolas has an unfair advantage cos he's an elf!" Harley
insisted.

"Don't matter," Mikey dismissed him. "We're talking best archer, not best
HUMAN archer!"

"He's got a point," Danny shrugged

"Yeah, see, I have a point!" Mikey repeated cockily.

"Fine," Harley huffed.

"Well if we're getting picky, you just said `best archer' and not `best at
archery', so it's DEFINITELY Robin Hood," Lewis chimed in. "He's a hero to
the poor!"

"My dad says the poor just need to try harder!" Mikey replied, causing a
sudden stunned silence from the others until he shrugged and said, "Well he
probably does. He's bit of a cunt!"

Danny laughed at the comment, and couldn't help noticing Harley was too,
most of the others a bit too shocked and unsure how to respond.

"Well robbing from the rich and giving to the poor's all well and good, but
Legolas was saving the world from Sauron. That definitely trumps Robin
Hood!"

"Yeah, well Hawkeye's helped save the world three times!" Jenson argued.

The mention of the Marvel character plunged the group back into the same
old `DC vs Marvel' and `comics vs movies' arguments, but Danny backed away
from it a little as they all wandered off towards their tents. Hanging
back, he sidled up to Josh and asked, "You okay?"

Josh looked round casually and said, "Yeah, fine, why?"

"You've just been... really quiet today," Danny said as he cocked his head
sympathetically, having noticed the other boy being uncharacteristically
reserved for both of the day's activities.

Josh shrugged and said, "I'm good, just... trying not to get in any
trouble!"

"Really?" Danny grinned. "I thought getting in trouble so Mr Rudd would
have to discipline you was kinda your thing now!"

"It's not!" Josh snapped moodily. "Piss off!"

"Hey, I was just..." Danny started, but Josh had already stormed off
ahead. He stood watching, confused and definitely concerned. After a few
moments, he heard footsteps behind him, followed by a firm hand dropping
onto his shoulder.

"Just who we were looking for!"

Danny turned to see Bobby and Jacob, two Year 13 students, and close
friends of Adam Gordon, aka the Head of Discipline. Danny had recently
drawn the ire of the Year 13s, and Adam in particular, after using a pretty
serious threat against them to get Chris out of what he felt to be an
unfair punishment. He had been given a punishment of his own a week
earlier, by being strapped into The Milker and forced to orgasm repeatedly
for an hour.

At the time, Adam had referred to it as his `first punishment' but Danny
had foolishly allowed himself to hope that was just a scare tactic. Either
way, Adam was not on the trip and Danny thought he would be safe. He hadn't
counted on Adam acting through others.

"Something I can do for you?" Danny asked politely as he looked up at the
two towering teens.

"Yeah, you can get ready to cry again!" Bobby said with a wicked grin.

"I didn't cry!" Danny snapped. "That was sweat!" He blushed heavily. Being
stripped, teased and forced to orgasm should have been the worst part, but
Danny was almost used to that sort of thing by now. What he was not used to
was showing weakness, which is what he felt he had done when he started to
cry shortly after his fourth orgasm. He had tried to pretend he wasn't at
the time, but it was hard to deny and impossible to hide while naked and
restrained.

"Oh, then we obviously need to get tougher on you, don't we!" Jacob
sniggered.

"I... I... have to be somewhere," Danny said, turning away, hoping he could
quickly escape the two older students.

"Nuh-uh, I don't think so!" Bobby said, reaching out to grab Danny by the
shoulder. He pulled Danny back, making him stand between them.

Danny shuddered as they leaned down either side of him as they began to
whisper.

"We're not done making you pay!" Bobby hissed.

"You've still got a LOT to learn!" Jacob added.

"Cos we ain't letting a little shit like you get away with threatening
Kingswood!" Bobby whispered menacingly.

"So you're going to suffer... a LOT!" Jacob went on.

"Puh... please," Danny whimpered, terrified of what the two older students
would inflict upon him.

"Come with us!" Bobby said, leading Danny over towards the Year 13
tents. "Get in," he said, giving Danny a gentle shove towards the open
flaps of one of the tents.

Danny dropped to his knees and crawled in, but as he went to turn, Jacob
instructed, "No, stay like that!"

Danny let out another whimper. Positioned on all-fours with his butt
towards the opening, there were a few things the older boys could have in
mind. While some of the prospects that floated through Danny's head weren't
entirely awful, he still worried what was coming.

"Undo your jeans," Jacob ordered.

Danny knelt up for a moment to comply then dropped back down to rest of on
his hands, staring down at the ground between them for fear of what he
would see if he looked back. He suddenly felt hands grabbing at his
clothing, pushing his jeans and underwear down to his knees, exposing his
butt to the two older teens. "Wh... what..."

"Shut up. Make a noise and you'll regret it!" Bobby snapped.

Danny closed his eyes, though they quickly shot open again as he felt
fingers probing at his hole, covered in cold, wet lubricant. He fully
expected to feel a dick pressing in when the fingers pulled away a few
moments later, but instead he felt something firm but definitely not
fleshy. It began pushing into him and he realised it was obviously some
sort of sex toy, and by the way it was rapidly widening as it pushed
further in, he figured it had to be a butt plug. It was no small toy
either. Despite taking a couple of fairly sizeable dicks quite regularly,
the toy still stretched him beyond his usual amount. He went to let out a
noise but just held back as he remembered the warning.

"Nearly there," Jacob said, though it wasn't sure if he was talking to
himself or either of the others.

Danny felt himself stretch a little further before the sudden moment of
relief as his hole contracted around the narrow part of the plug. It was
still fairly hefty, even at the smallest part his sphincter clamped around,
but compared to the widest section it was slight relief. He felt the large
toy inside him, filling him up, pressing very gently on his
prostate. Moments later, the trousers were pulled back up and he was
beckoned back to turn around.

Turning as he secured his clothing, Danny let out a grunt as the sitting
position he assumed pressed the plug onto a pleasurable spot.

"Okay, here's the deal," Jacob said, holding up an alarmingly large butt
plug. "We just stuck one of these in you!"

Danny's eyes bulged. It looked even bigger than it felt.

"Now this is important, so pay attention," Bobby said sternly. "This is
what happens if you try and pull it out without us unlocking it first!"

Jacob grasped the plug around the narrow part, then pulled in the
base. Four metal spikes popped out the body of the plug.

"Fuck!" Danny exclaimed, wincing at the horrific thought of the spike
protruding inside him.

"Yeah, so do NOT try and take the plug out without us! It stays in until WE
say so!" Bobby said firmly. "Now piss off. We're done with you for
now. Meet us at eleven tonight, outside your tent!"

Danny stared for a moment as the two teens backed out of the tent, then
climbed out after them, nodded his understanding and hurried off, his legs
wobbling slightly as he felt the plug inside him.


*****


"Josh, you need to come for dinner!" Mr Ford said firmly as he stood in
front of the tent. Having seen Josh was absent, they had first sent Jenson
back to retrieve him, and only after he had been unsuccessful had one of
the teachers decided to come.

"I'm not hungry!" Josh snapped from inside the tent.

"Having seen you in the Dining Hall back at school, Josh, I find it hard to
believe that has ever been true!" Mr Ford said slightly flippantly.

"Yeah, well it's true now!" Josh insisted.

The teacher let out a hearty sigh then squatted down to peer into the
tent. "Care to tell me what's wrong?" he asked as he saw the boy completely
concealed within his sleeping bag.

"Nothing. Aren't I not allowed to NOT be hungry?" Josh demanded, without
uncovering himself.

"Okay, then don't eat, but just come and spend time with the others!" Mr
Ford suggested.

"Don't want to!" Josh pouted.

"I should warn you, Josh, we're playing good cop, bad cop. I'm the good
one, Mr Rudd's the bad one. Do I need to send him over?"

Josh immediately pulled back the top part of his sleeping bag and stared at
the teacher.

"Yeah, that's what I thought," Mr Ford smirked. "Come on," he said, backing
up. "I hope you do eat something, but... at least hang out with your mates
if nothing else!"

"Fine," Josh pouted, "But don't expect me to enjoy it!" He really didn't
want to be around anyone, but the threat of Mr Rudd was annoyingly
effective. While Mr Ford presumably thought Josh was simply afraid of the
man, Josh knew he just couldn't face him, not after hearing him with
someone else last night.



*****


"Truth," Harley requested. He was in his tent, alongside Mikey, the evening
having gone as rowdily as the one before. Figuring it was too early to
sleep, but unable to do much else thanks to a threat from the teachers to
stay quiet, the two boys had opted for a game of truth or dare.

"What's the weirdest place you've wanked?" Mikey asked with a grin.

Harley looked up for a moment, humming thoughtfully before he said, "In a
church, behind a big pipe organ!" As Mikey laughed, then looked at him
curiously he explained, "We were there for a funeral. I got bored, so I
just kinda did it!"

"Wow, that's kinda freaky but cool," Mikey chuckled. "I'll take a truth!"

Harley didn't even hesitate. "Who's the best kisser in your dorm?" he asked
eagerly.

Mikey thought for a moment and said, "I ain't kissed `em all!" As Harley
sat looking expectantly, he said, "Lemme think, I've only done Nicky,
Chris, Danny and Josh..."

"Only!" Harley sniggered. As he got a scowl from Mikey, he quickly added a
very honest, "Jealous, not judging!"

"Okay then," Mikey nodded as he thought back over the boys he had
kissed. He looked off to the side, thinking for a moment before he nodded
and said, "Yeah, definitely!"

"Definitely what?" Harley frowned.

"Oh, erm... definitely Nicky!" Mikey nodded. "They're all good in their own
way, but... yeah, Nicky's a fucking good kisser. Hey, your birthday's soon,
right?"

Harley nodded and said, "Yeah, 14th of May, why?"

"Nicky does this thing where he likes to give guys a birthday kiss. I bet
he'd totally do you too!" Mikey said eagerly.

Harley giggled and blushed a little, then asked, "Wouldn't it bother you,
having your man kissing other boys?"

Mikey scowled and said firmly, "He's not my man. He's just my best friend!"

"I know, I was just kidding," Harley said. It was quite amusing to him that
24 hours earlier, a comment like that from Mikey, the way he had said it,
would have scared the crap out of him. Since their conversation the night
before, he really had started taking Mikey at his word, rather than his
tone, and it made such a difference. "Anyway, is it my turn?" he asked,
moving on. "Would it be really wimpy of me to take another truth?"

"Whatever," Mikey shrugged. "So who've you got a crush on?"

Harley stared in absolute horror at Mikey.

"Bet you wish you'd taken a dare now," Mikey smirked wickedly.

"I don't... really think... anyone," Harley said a little awkwardly. As
Mikey cocked his head, looking at him questioningly, he went on, "I mean,
there's guys I totally think are hot. I swear most guys in our year have
shown up in... ya know... fantasies now and then and dreams and stuff,
but... I dunno, is it weird that I'm not totally into someone?"

"Well `weird' is just a word they slap on anyone who isn't fucking dull
enough to be called `normal', so you probably are weird," Mikey said,
actually sounding a little angry about it. "But..." he paused to shrug,
"You're like ten years old. It's not like anyone expects ya to be married
or shit!"

"I'm nearly fourteen and you know it!" Harley pouted. "And... good... I
guess. Thanks."

"Whatevs," Mikey shrugged. "Gimme a dare then!"

"Can it... can it be... anything?" Harley asked, blushing.

"Yeah, like we said, nothing that involves leaving the tent. I ain't
getting in trouble for a stupid game," Mikey explained. "Why, you got shit
you want me to do?"

"Just a bit," Harley said, his cheeks flushing.

Mikey grinned and said, "Okay, let's scrap the dares and go in, all or
nothing. Rock, scissors, paper. Winner's in charge for the night. Anything
goes!"

"Wait, what... really?" Harley asked, gulping.

"Ready," Mikey said, gesturing to start the game. "It'll be one, two,
three, then reveal. So come on. One, two, three..." As Mikey held out his
fist, Harley held his hand out flat.

"Yes, paper beats rock!" Harley said happily, wrapping his hand around
Mikey's for a moment before blushing more heavily and pulling away.

"Fuck, if holding my hand makes you awkward, this is gonna be a fucking
dull night," Mikey scoffed.

"Sorry, I'm just... I haven't... done much before," Harley said shyly.

"But there's stuff you've wanted to do," Mikey said, and when Harley
remained quiet, he prompted, "Isn't there?"

"I guess," Harley said with a gentle nod.

Mikey stretched out and grinned as he said, "Well now's your chance to do
it. You heard the deal, you're in charge!"

Harley nodded and gulped slightly. As he looked at Mikey starting at his
head, working his way down his body and back up he asked, "Could you take
your clothes off?"

"I could," Mikey shrugged, "But not with a pussy attitude like that. Fuck's
sake, Harl, you're in charge. Fucking act like it!"

"Fine, then take your fucking clothes off," Harley snapped, then added,
"Bitch!" He immediately looked inordinately embarrassed.

Mikey laughed a little and said, "That's more like it!" He pulled his
t-shirt off over his head and as he tossed it aside, he raised his eyebrows
and said, "But call me bitch again and I'll snap you in half!" As he saw
Harley smile, he growled, "And that time, I AM being scary!"

The smile dropped from Harley's face as he nodded his understanding. He
watched as Mikey quickly removed the rest of his clothes. "You're not
hard!" he observed.

"Yeah, I ain't Danny. I don't have a permanent erection, ya know!" Mikey
scoffed.

"I know, did you see him totally hiding one at dinner!" Harley smirked.

Mikey shrugged and said, "Nothin' new. The only weird thing about it is
that he was actually hiding it for once! Anyway, we here to talk about
Danny's dick or you gonna make me do some shit?"

"Sorry, I'm kinda nervous," Harley apologised meekly. "I like all sorts of
stuff but... my mind's kinda gone blank!"

"Whadda you need? Suggestions?" Mikey scoffed, but as Harley just pursed
his lips he realised his flippant comment may have actually been the right
idea. "Well there's the simple stuff, like making out and touching each
other, kissing or licking body parts. Rob's into nipples so maybe you'd
like that. Then there's the funner stuff where you could jerk me off or
make me jerk you off or sucking each other, that's always a fun place to
start."

As Mikey reeled off the options, Harley squirmed more and more, unsubtly
grasping at his own shorts-clad erection, eyes wide.

"There's fucking, but I think that's a bit much for you if you're this
inexperienced," Mikey went on. "But there's other stuff too. You could spit
on me, tie me up, finger me, make me suck my own dick, make me lick your
feet, shove your dirty socks or underwear in my face, make me lick your
armpits, I could lick your arse... you showered, right? You could spank me,
punch me, pound the crap outta my balls. Or I guess you could make me do
any of those things to you. Any of it sound good?"

Harley stared, trembling slightly as he said, "Y... yeah, like... all of
it!"

"Jesus, you look ready to blow!" Mikey laughed.

"You... you really... do all of that?" Harley asked in shock.

Mikey shrugged and said, "Well, not like every day, but... yeah I
guess. Less now that I'm not with Nicky. He's usually the only one I'll let
dom me cos I don't usually make stupid bets like this, and I don't really
have anyone who lets me dom them that much, so mostly it's just the wanking
and sucking and sometimes fucking."

"Okay, I need to stop that," Harley gasped, pulling his hand from his
crotch.

"Come on then, boss man," Mikey said with a wry grin. "Command me!"

"I want you to lick me!" Harley gasped as he quickly pulled his clothes
off.

"Where?" Mikey asked as he sat back up.

"Everywhere!" Harley panted.


*****


By the time Adrian fell asleep, Danny felt awful. Not because of the large
toy still filling him up. That felt the opposite of awful. Unpleasant as it
was to have had the toy inflicted on him by the vengeful older teens,
spending the evening with it inside him had made him horny beyond
belief. It had taken all of his willpower not to run off somewhere discrete
and masturbate, or find someone to hook up with. While he worried that
meeting Bobby and Jacob while so massively aroused was almost certainly a
mistake, he had held off from relieving himself.

What he felt awful about was how dismissive he had been of Adrian. It was
painfully clear the other boy was truly revelling in so much one-on-one
time with Danny, the two having been inseparable all day, but Danny had
ended up refusing several sexual advances once they were alone in the tent,
clearly leaving Adrian feeling very unwanted.

Danny knew he could have told Adrian what was going on. There was every
chance the other boy might have actually enjoyed seeing him suffer, for his
own sexual pleasure, but Danny held back. Something about the punishment
from the older boys felt like it needed to stay private. To his peers, he
was the bold hero who had led a stand against the older students to help
Chris. He really didn't want to undermine that by talking about how much he
felt he had let the school down by threatening to expose its secrets. Danny
also wasn't keen on there being ANY chance of Chris finding out he was
suffering because of helping him.

When eleven o'clock finally rolled round, Danny was just glad to have
something to do to make his mind off of his raging erection. As quietly as
he could, he crept out of the tent and zipped it back up behind him. Jacob
and Bobby were already outside waiting for him. As he went to speak, Bobby
raised a finger to his lips to suggest they should stay silent, then
gestured off towards one of the paths out of camp.

As Danny followed, he wasn't sure whether he was happy or relieved that
they were heading the opposite way from the teachers' tents. Sure it meant
less chance of being caught and getting in trouble, but it also meant they
were moving further away from the safety of adult supervision.

"I'd ask if you're enjoying our little gift," Jacob said, clearly
indicating they were now far enough from the campsite to speak as he looked
Danny up and down, "But I'd say the answer's pretty obvious!"

Danny immediately clutched his hands over the bulge in his shorts as the
two older teens sniggered at it. "Where are we going?" he asked nervously
as they walked briskly along the path.

"There!" Bobby said as the end of the path drew near and another large,
open, tent-filled area spread out in front of them. "Stop here," he added,
grabbing Danny's arm just before they stepped out into the open.

"Clothes off," Jacob ordered casually.

"What? Here? Now?" Danny asked nervously.

"No, in Grimsby and next Tuesday," Jacob said sarcastically. "Yes, here and
now, you little tit!"

Danny blushed as Bobby sniggered at the comment, but cautiously grabbed at
his t-shirt and slowly pulled it off over his head. He shuddered as he felt
the cool night air licking at his exposed flesh. His nipples quickly
stiffened from the chill as he looked at the two older boys anxiously. As
Bobby held out his hand, Danny handed over his t-shirt then shakily reached
down to his sweatpants. "I'm not wearing underwear!" he exclaimed, but
immediately felt stupid because he knew he was getting naked anyway. He
quickly tried to move on as he asked, "Footwear too?"

"Nah, we're nice. Keep your trainers on," Bobby smirked.

Danny let out a groan as he bent down to pull the sweatpants off over the
trainers, feeling the large plug moving inside him. He could feel the wet,
sticky head of his erection pressing up against his stomach and as he stood
up, a string of precum remained hanging heavily between his navel and the
tip of his cock.

"Fuck, you're a horny little bitch, aren't ya!" Jacob said, grinning as he
shook his head.

"Please don't make me do this," Danny pleaded.

Bobby shrugged and said, "We haven't even told you what you're doing yet!"

"I'm guessing I'm streaking round those tents," Danny moaned, gesturing to
the other campsite.

As Jacob raised an eyebrow and gave a wry grin to him, Bobby replied,
"Okay, maybe you do. Well begging ain't gonna change anything. Get going!"

"Ah come on, please!" Danny pleaded.

"One more word from you and that plug stays in til morning!" Jacob said
firmly.

Danny let out a hearty sigh and looked round at the rows of
tents. Thankfully there were no signs of life, so getting caught seemed
unlikely, but still, being so exposed... outside of Kingswood... with
non-Kingswood-students in the area, it was terrifying. Despite his ongoing
arousal, he could already feel his cock shrinking, the fear actually
beating out the excitement as his heart pounded.

"Oh, and tempted as you might be to run," Bobby said, placing a hand on
Danny's shoulder, "Heavy footsteps from running are a LOT louder than
walking!"

Danny scowled at the older boy but thought for a moment and realised it was
actually good advice. "Thanks," he said quietly, then stared wide-eyed as
he realised he had spoken.

"Chill," Bobby sniggered, "You're good. Now go!"

Danny nodded, relieved he hadn't just earned himself eight more hours
plugged. He stepped out into the open and, despite the mortifying fear that
suddenly every tent would fly open and he would be seen by every student
inside them, nothing happened. He walked along quickly, resisting the urge
to run, his cock softening with every step until it was outright
shrivelled.

Jacob and Bobby hadn't specified how close he needed to get, so Danny
stopped when he was just a few metres away from the first tent, then
started walking down the side of the row, listening intently for any
indication of people awake.

The walk wasn't long down the first side, though it felt like miles as
Danny shuddered from the gentle breeze across his body. Even with nobody to
see it, he kept his hands clasped firmly over his privates. There may have
been rules at Kingswood about not covering up, but they were not at
Kingswood now, so he figured he was safe from that particular restriction.

He continued along the back of the large square of tents, amazed to
actually be pulling it off. He reached the corner, the halfway point and
took a deep shaky breath. He had been holding it at first without realising
and now found himself desperately trying to quieten his heavy breathing.

He continued down the far side, wondering how much Bobby and Jacob could
see... if they'd even hung around. He fully expected to get back and find
them gone along with his clothes. Cursing them for something they hadn't
even done yet, Danny reached the last corner, continuing round into the
home straight.

As he stared over at the path, unsure if he could make out the two older
teens, he heard a sudden, "Ha! Told you there'd be more!"

Danny turned to look in horror as a torch clicked on in one of the tents,
the flaps already hanging open. Two girls were sat there, both looking to
be a couple of years older than Danny. He froze as he stared at them in
shock. "I... I... I..." he stuttered nervously.

"You what?" the first girl asked with a huge grin.

"You were just walking naked around a bunch of teenage girls cos you get
off on exposing yourself, don't you, you fucking pervert!" the second girl
said accusingly.

"N... no, I... I was..." Danny stuttered, trembling.

"And we have you on video too. I think our teachers might be interested to
know we have some kind of perv running around naked," the fist girl added.

"Screw the teachers. This needs to go to the police!" the second girl said
with a stern nod.

"No, please, no!" Danny begged, almost bursting into tears. "I'll... I'll
go, I'm sorry!"

"Stop right there!" the second girl snapped. "Tabby, take him to the
others," she instructed her friend.

"Okay," the first girl, Tabby apparently, said as she climbed out of the
tent. "You not coming?"

The other girl shook her head. "There'll be more, I guarantee it!" she said
confidently. "Either way, don't start til I get there!"

"Got it," Tabby replied. "Come with me!" she said sternly to Danny, heading
off in the direction of the treeline.

"No, I should... I mean... I need to... to go..." Danny stuttered,
remaining still, hands still desperately clutched over his dick.

"You'll come with me, or you'll answer to the police!" Tabby said firmly.

As Danny heard a snigger from the girl in the tent, he gave a quick glance
in the direction of Bobby and Jacob then followed Tabby towards the trees.

"So what was it?" Tabby asked as they made their way through a narrow
path. "Outdoor fetish or dare?"

Danny was unsure how to answer. `Punishment for threatening to expose the
sexual shenanigans at my sex-obsessed gay school to get my best friend out
of part of a punishment mor misusing a unique sex toy' just felt a little
too complex, so he settled on, "Dare!"

"Hnnh, always with the dares. You boys are so predictable!" Tabby
sniggered.

Danny blushed, glad the darkness concealed it. The torch Tabby was carrying
lit the way, but ahead of them he could see a brighter source of light. As
they got closer he could see people standing around in a large clearing.

"We got another one!" Tabby declared as they got close.

"Damn, Billy was right," one of the group replied.

Danny stared in nervous shock as he saw several other girls standing around
chatting in small groups, while two other boys were stood on the opposite
side of the clearing, every bit as naked as he was and also concealing
their genitals with their hands.

"Go stand with them. Don't move or do ANYTHING until we tell you!" Tabby
ordered, pointing to the naked teens before heading off to join her
schoolmates.

Danny gulped as he walked along, feeling every eye on him.

"He's cute!" "Those muscles!" "Forget the muscles, check the arse on him!"
"Whadda you reckon, fifteen?"

Danny could hear the girls talking about him, and though none of it was
derogatory, it still felt utterly humiliating. He looked at the two boys
and realised they weren't faces he recognised. They had to be from the
Azure Academy. Much like Tabby, they appeared to be older than Danny,
though not by much. He guessed they might have been Year 10s.

One of them stood a several centimetres taller than Danny, with muscles
that matched his own, messy light brown hair and dark eyes that looked
almost black in the low light of the lamps around them. The other stood at
roughly Danny's height, but had a lot more heft about him, not quite chubby
but verging on it, his hair a dark ginger while freckles peppered his face
and shoulders, standing out against the pale skin. Both of them looked
nervous and unhappy as they stood with their hands clasped over their
crotches.

"Hi," Danny said awkwardly.

"Hi," the taller boy said quietly, seemingly nervous of speaking up and
drawing the ire of their captors.

"I'm Danny," Danny introduced himself. "I'd... shake hands, but..." he
nodded down to his hands cupping his junk.

The other boys smirked and nodded. "I'm Xander, this is Zack," the taller
boy said.

"D'ya know... what they're planning?" Danny asked nervously.

"QUIET!" one of the girls shrieked their way.

"We're not supposed to talk," Zack whispered. "Just... stand and wait!"

Danny nodded and took his place at their side, shuddering slightly from the
cold. As he stood, terrified of what was to come, he found himself with a
new problem... the plug suddenly began to vibrate. Knowing the feature the
plug had to prevent removal, Danny was worried it had somehow triggered,
but when he felt no pain he realised this had to be something else. It had
to be Bobby and Jacob, presumably with a remote control! Did that mean they
were nearby? Were they watching? Were they maybe in on it? The questions
quickly faded as he felt his cock begin to swell in response to the
vibrations rippling through him.

He wasn't sure quite how long he had been standing there with the plug
buzzing inside him when the girl from the tent appeared, apparently named
`Billy' based on the earlier comment. It was probably only about ten
minutes, but it felt a lot longer.

As Billy appeared, she called out, "Told ya there'd be more!" As she
stepped into the clearing, a young boy was right behind her.

Danny recognised the boy. He was a Year 8, one of the boys who had moved
into dorm 1.01 and then 1.05, Danny's previous dorms. His name was Leo
Hodgson, though like the rest of his dorm they had all adopted bizarre
nicknames. His was Podge, which really didn't seem to make sense
considering how scrawny he was.

"You three, over here!" Billy called out, beckoning the three naked teens
over.

As Danny got closer, he could see Podge's cheeks were shiny with wet
streaks. It seemed the urge to cry that Danny had resisted when getting
caught and threatened had been harder for the younger boy to resist. He
seemed somewhat relieved when he saw Danny, comforted by the sight of a
familiar face.

"Don't worry, it'll be okay," Danny said softly to the younger boy, his
protective instinct kicking in instantly.

"So you boys think our campground is your own perverted little playground,
do you?" Billy asked as she marched along between the row of naked boys and
gathering of amused-looking girls.

None of the boys spoke up, though there was really no good answer to give.

"Well we don't LIKE boys using us for their sexual pleasure," Billy
sneered. "Disgusting little boys like you grow up into the repulsive men
that fuck up this world, so we're gonna teach you a lesson!"

Podge let out a gentle whimper, but Danny immediately sidled closer and
cautiously released one hand from his privates to rub the boy's back
comfortingly. It was a risky move. Now fully erect, it was difficult to
conceal himself completely with just one hand, but he couldn't help wanting
to look after the younger boy.

"Awww," a few of the girls chorused as they saw Danny's gesture.

"Come on, you've had your fun and made us sweat. Can we go now?" Xander
asked petulantly.

"Oh, our fun's barely started!" Billy said, stepping up to Xander. Despite
being shorter than him, the girl wasn't the slightest bit intimidated by
the naked teen. "Hands by your sides. ALL of you!"

There was a collective groan from all four, with none of them keen to go
first. Danny already knew the mockery his throbbing erection was likely to
draw, though it throbbed a little at the prospect that one (or all) of the
others might be in a similar situation.

"Come on. Just... just let us go. We're sorry, okay!" Xander pleaded.

Danny glanced sideways briefly at the older boy. He seemed as reluctant as
Danny. Could that mean he was equally aroused.

"Anyone whose hands aren't at their side by the count of five is getting
reported to the police for sexual harassment of an entire campground of
teenage girls!" Billy snapped. "One."

The boys groaned.

"Two!" Billy continued.

"Ugh, whatever, fine, enjoy!" Zack huffed as he dropped his hands to his
sides, revealing a flaccid cock topped by a shock of ginger pubes.

"Three!" Billy went on. "Four!"

"Fuck," Danny muttered and dropped his hands to his sides the same time as
Podge.

The younger boy's dick was a little smaller than Zack's, while completely
hairless, but all attention was drawn to Danny's erection as it bobbed
about ahead of him, the exposed tip of the head shiny and moist.

"Jesus!" "Oh my god!" "He's loving it!" "Pervert!" The comments came from
both the boys and the girls as Danny felt his cheeks blazing crimson.

"Five!" Billy said firmly, seemingly unbothered by Danny's boner, her gaze
fixed on Xander.

"Fuck you!" Xander growled as he dropped his hands to his side.

The shocked reaction Danny got would have been preferable to the laughter
that burst out as Xander's penis was revealed – it was miniscule. It
wasn't undeveloped like Podge, it was just exceptionally small, especially
for someone of his fairly impressive stature.

"Look at it!" "I can't see it!" "Shouldn't there be a willy there?" "You
reckon he's even hit puberty yet?"

Xander looked ready to cry, immediately covering up again until Billy just
cleared her throat and he dropped his hands once again.

"So, little man," Billy said as she approached Podge. She glanced down the
line to Xander and said, "Oh, sorry, not you!" as her eyes dropped to his
tiny endowment, getting uproarious laughter from the other girls. She
looked back to Podge and asked, "Can you even cum yet?"

Danny knew the answer. The fact he wasn't locked in chastity meant he was
capable of ejaculation, though it was an understandable question given the
small size and lack of hair.

"But I guess I should be asking you too!" Billy said, glancing at Xander
again.

"Yes I can cum!" Xander snapped, getting laughter from the spectators.

Even Zack on his other side smirked a little. Despite apparently being
friends, Zack had seemed every bit as surprised by Xander's tiny dick as
the girls had.

"And safe to say you can," Billy said, moving along to Danny. "In fact, you
look ready to blow already. What's got you all worked up, little boy? All
these girls?" She gestured to the crowd behind her, then looked down the
line and added, "Or the naked boys?"

`Mostly the vibrating butt plug!' Danny thought, but didn't say. He just
mumbled, "I don't know!"

"Well boner boy's showing the rest of you up," Billy smirked. "Time to
catch up. Let's see you all hard!" She moved along again, now standing
right in front of Xander and said, "Or are you hard already? Kinda
difficult to tell!" It was met with more laughter.

Danny had to stand motionless while he waited for the other three to grab
their dicks and started playing with them. He wanted to cum so
badly. Mortifying as the situation was for himself, the embarrassment he
was seeing the others experience was only heightening his excitement. He
wished Chris was there. He probably would have cum purely from the
embarrassment by now!

"Hey, boner boy, looks like the others are having some difficulty, maybe
you could help them out!" Billy said, seeing the three boys ineffectually
pawing at flaccid dicks.

"No fucking way. I ain't into that faggoty shit!" Xander snapped furiously.

The girls fell silent, watching intently, looking somewhere between
intrigued and scared.

"Hey, don't use that word!" Podge immediately barked at Xander's comment.

Xander glanced at Zack and smirked as he said, "They were right. It's a
fucking homo school!"

"Shut up!" Podge said angrily, moving out of line to face Xander.

"Make me, you little faggot!" Xander sneered, taking a step towards Podge.

Danny immediately stepped forward and said firmly, "Don't do anything I'll
have to make you regret!"

"Wow, you fucking benders all stick together, don't you!" Xander hissed
angrily.

"Shut up you tiny-dicked cunt!" Podge snapped as he stepped around Danny.

Xander immediately swung his hand out to strike the younger boy, but Danny
quickly intercepted it. "Oh, you did NOT just try to hit a twelve-year-old
kid!" he said in disgust.

"I'm thirteen," Podge muttered.

"Yeah, and I'll do a lot worse unless the little prick apologises RIGHT
now!" Xander growled.

"Back down," Danny growled back, his anger somehow highlighted by the
raging erection pointing menacingly at Xander.

The girls were all moving back, seemingly unprepared for the unexpected
fight.

"Fuck off, faggot!" Xander said as he reached out and shoved Danny aside,
immediately swinging his hand back towards Podge. He made contact this
time, just a glancing blow but enough to make the boy stumble to the
ground.

"YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!" Danny screamed out as he saw Podge fall, charging at
Xander. He knocked the older boy off of his feet while Zack watched in
shock and the girls began to shriek at the violence. He pounced on top of
Xander and tried to punch him in the face.

Xander was able to raise his hands to stop the blows from connecting, but
the blows from Danny kept coming.

Suddenly they were being pulled apart. Danny was still flailing to hit him
for several seconds before realising it was Jacob and Bobby holding both of
them back.

"Yeah, that's enough!" Jacob said firmly, moving in between the two angry
boys, holding an arm out either side to keep them apart. "You two, go back
to your own camp," he said firmly to Xander and Zack. "And if you come near
anyone from Kingswood or have any other small-minded stuff to say, I'll
kick the shit outta you myself!"

"Hey, we're not done with them!" Billy said, annoyed at the sudden
intrusion and dismissal.

"You're fucking done with all of this!" Jacob said as Billy scowled at
him. "Unless you want me to explain to the police that you're blackmailing
minors into performing sexual acts and recording them!"

Billy suddenly looked pale, backing away towards the other girls. "Let's
go, ladies," she said, trying to make it sound like her own idea.

Jacob looked to Xander again and said, "I told you to leave!"

Xander glared to Jacob, then Danny, then turned and headed off towards
their campsite.

"You two okay?" Bobby asked, helping a very shaken-looking Podge up from
the ground.

"I'm fine," Danny said, calming slightly, though he rushed to help Podge up
too and asked, "Are you hurt?"

The younger boy was rubbing his jaw as he got to his feet, nodding
gently. "I'm fine. What a cunt!" he said bluntly.

Jacob, Bobby and Danny stared for a moment before bursting into laughter.

"Here," Bobby said as he hurried over to where they had presumably been
hiding and grabbed Danny's clothes, handing them to him.

"Where's yours?" Danny asked Podge quietly.

"Back at my tent," Podge blushed.

"Here," Danny said, handing over his sweatpants before pulling on his
t-shirt himself.

"Get him back to his tent," Jacob said to Bobby, gesturing to Podge. "And
make sure he's not hurt. Wake a teacher if you have to, but... make up
something, okay!"

"I'm fine! Honestly!" Podge insisted. He looked to Danny and smiled as he
said, "Thanks!"

Danny just nodded back, watching as Bobby led the younger boy away. "Can
you take this out yet?" he asked as soon as he was alone with Jacob,
gesturing to his butt.

"Feel free to... finish up first. It'll probably feel fucking great,
despite all this!" Jacob suggested. "I'll... look away if it helps!"

"You can look if you like," Danny said, unashamedly grabbing his still-hard
prick. He started stroking and realised Jacob was right. The arousal of the
evening had definitely built up some pressure that he was just moments from
releasing. "Fuuuuuuck!" he grunted as he spurted a massive load, the first
shot flying a good couple of metres, several shots almost as strong
followed before he dribbled out the rest of his colossal load. "I fucking
needed that!" he moaned with relief. "But please, unlock this thing!"

"Just yank it out!" Jacob said with a grin.

"No chance!" Danny insisted, knowing what it would do.

"Fuck, Danny, seriously? You really think we'd ACTUALLY put something like
that inside you?" Jacob asked shaking his head. "We're messing with you but
you know Kingswood guys don't actually hurt one another. That's just a
regular old vibrating plug inside you, I promise!"

"Oh, I hate you so much!" Danny growled as he reached back and pulled at
the toy. He let out a high-pitched whimper as his hole stretched to expel
it, then closed up as it slid out.

"Yeah, you can keep hold of that!" Jacob nodded at the used plug. "Come on,
let's get back!" The two teens walked in silence for a few moments before
Jacob said, "You didn't even hesitate to try and look after that kid, did
ya? Even against someone way bigger than you!"

Danny just shrugged.

Jacob chuckled, unsure whether it was humility or indifference. "You really
didn't mean any harm, did you?" he asked. As Danny looked a little
confused, he added, "Back at school, that stuff you threatened us with to
help out your mate. You just... look out for people, don't you?"

Danny nodded for a moment, then said, "I'd never wanna harm Kingswood,
but... what your no touching rule was doing to Chris was like the emotional
equivalent of what that twat back there was gonna do to Podge!"

"His name's Podge!?" Xander exclaimed in shock. "Sorry, not the point right
now. But... fuck, okay, I guess that makes sense."

"But I did what I did! And if you guys... or Adam... think I need to suffer
for it, fuck it, I'll deal with it!" Danny said with a shrug.

"Yeah, I think we're done with that," Jacob said shaking his head. "Nobody
who protects another student like that is actually a real threat to
Kingswood. We're done!"

"Adam might not agree!" Danny pouted.

"Leave Adam to me!" Jacob insisted. "I tell him about tonight and honestly
he'll probably say the same, but even if he doesn't, he'll have to come
through me and Bobby first!"

"Thanks," Danny said as they neared their campground. "Kind of a shame in a
way. Horrible as it was, something about being stuck on The Milker was
kinda hot!"

"That was more than KINDA hot!" Jacob replied, but immediately blushed. He
covered up by saying, "Okay, get back to your tent and... enjoy the rest of
the trip. I'll see ya around, Danny!"

Danny smiled at the older boy before he ran off. It may have been a
humiliating, terrifying and unpleasant evening, but at least some good had
come of it!



*****


"Oh... my... fucking... god!" Mikey panted as he came down from his third
orgasm of the evening.

"I know right," Harley giggled, the two boys laying tangled up in each
other, a mess of limbs and sweat and spunk.

"You're a... fast... learner," Mikey gasped, raising a hand to wipe sweat
from his forehead... at least he hoped it was sweat. "Seriously... fuck!"
he exclaimed in genuine delight and amazement.

"It was... really okay?" Harley asked awkwardly.

Mikey nodded, taking several deep breaths before he answered. "Fuck
yes. I'm saying like best ever or anything, but... seriously... SO fucking
good!"

"Yay!" Harley said happily as he nuzzled against Mikey.

"Ugh, this isn't what I think it is, is it?" Mikey asked grumpily. As
Harley looked at him quizzically, he said, "You're not about to mistake
good sex for something more are you? I swear, if you say you love me I'll
punch you in the nuts!"

"Don't flatter yourself!" Harley smirked. "I'm DEFINITELY not looking to be
your boyfriend!"

"Wow, fuck you too!" Mikey snapped.

Harley laughed and said, "Get over it! You're great, you're like a big
angry teddy bear, I'm just not looking to date!"

"Oh, well... good then!" Mikey nodded, then frowned and asked, "Big angry
teddy bear?"

"Yeah," Harley said with a snigger. "You got the big teeth and claws and
the big, scary growl, but one cuddle and you go all soft!" To emphasise the
point, he rolled over and held Mikey tightly.

"You're annoying," Mikey grumbled, but didn't fight back. He just wrapped
himself around Harley as they both pulled their sleeping bags over
themselves.

"See, teddy bear!" Harley said with a giggle as he nestled down to go to
sleep.


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Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed. New chapters will post weekly,
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The Kingswood Saga


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/

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The Benny Saga (in reading order)


Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/

The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/

Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/

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Other Series


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/

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One-shots


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

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

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

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

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

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

There's a Naked Alfie in the Garden - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/theres-a-naked-alfie-in-the-garden