Date: Fri, 8 Jul 2022 12:52:44 +0000
From: Matt Smith <matterotica@hotmail.co.uk>
Subject: The Kingswood Eight - Chapter 24

Author's Note: If you have any thoughts, comments or questions, you can
contact me on matterotica@hotmail.co.uk. You also find me on patreon at
patreon.com/matterotica

Also, Nifty is a wonderful site that has been home to my stories for over a
decade. If you love it as much as I do, please consider supporting
them. More info at https://donate.nifty.org/


--------------------------------

The Kingswood Eight - Chapter 24


Saturday 27 February 2021

"Danny," Chris whimpered, not even fully awake.

Danny stirred as he heard the noise and felt the hand on his chest. He knew
what was going on. He had been back almost a week and this had happened
every night so far, sometimes more than once. At first he had been unsure
what was happening as he felt Chris' hand on his chest, assuming it to be
the usual mid-sleep grasp for cuddles. It was only when he realised Chris
was reaching out for a hug... he was checking for a heartbeat. Not even
conscious he was doing it, Chris was checking his best friend was still
alive as he lay beside him!

Danny had shed a couple of tears that first night, realising how much hurt
and anxiety Chris was obviously carrying. Thankfully he soon learned how to
manage it. He grasped Chris' hand, held it against his chest and whispered,
"I'm here, Chris. We're okay!"

"We're okay," Chris repeated, immediately calming. "We're okay," he mumbled
again, drifting off. "We're..." He was always back to sleep before he
finished the third one.

"We're okay," Danny whispered, kissing his friend's forehead gently before
going back to sleep himself.

*****

"Whadda you think?" Joseph asked casually, looking across the table at
Danny.

When he got no reply, he glanced at Brian and they both smirked, shaking
their heads a little.

Brian elbowed Danny gently and said, "Hey, you awake?"

"What?" Danny asked, shaking his head a little as he looked at Brian then
Joseph, both of whom laughed at him.

"You're a million miles away again!" Brian said, carefully placing an arm
around the younger boy.

"Oh yeah," Danny nodded, then glanced down at the breakfast he had barely
touched too. "Guess this is just taking some getting used to."

"What is? Breakfast? You sure you didn't break your brain instead of your
neck?" Joseph sniggered.

Danny rolled his eyes, but smirked reluctantly anyway as he said, "No, I
mean... not sitting with the guys!" He nodded over to the Year 8 table
where David and James were sat together, but the other members of the dorm
were all sat elsewhere. "Before I went away, meals were, like... OUR time!
We always sat together as a dorm, but now it's... I dunno... everyone just
acts like it's normal to all be off doing their own thing!"

"These things change sometimes," Joseph shrugged. "I mean, it's not exactly
unusual, most guys just sit with whoever anyway."

"I guess," Danny sighed. "It just... feels like I've missed so much!"

"That's probably because you've... missed so much!" Joseph said, shrugging
a little, flippant but not trying to be offensive.

"I suppose so," Danny shrugged. "Just... I dunno... Chris feels like he's
gone from being an actual person to just being part of
a... whadda-you-call-it? A throuple! It's like that's all there is to
him. Mikey's just gone totally soft and feels more like Nicky's little
lapdog than the guy I used to know. Nicky's just... permanently `in charge'
of the others like it's his single purpose in life. Josh... he just seems
to be get happier and more excitable every day... not that I'm saying
that's a bad thing, it's just another change. Rob's... like... `Captain
Rugby' now and always off with the other captains or hanging out in his
boyfriend's dorm. Then David and James have gone from always being together
to, like... NEEDING to be together, like they can't function without each
other around."

"People change too, sometimes," Joseph shrugged, looking to Brian who just
sat quietly at the boy's side. "Even you!" he added.

Danny frowned a little. "I didn't exactly choose it. My change was kinda
forced. It's not like I can just choose to go back to... running around and
doing all the stuff I did before. Not yet anyway!"

"Maybe some of their stuff is forced too," Joseph suggested. "Like, it
wasn't their choice to change, but... you were gone and that meant... life
was different for them!"

Danny looked a little taken aback. "What? You think they changed because I
wasn't around?"

"Sure," Joseph said sarcastically, "And the moon also revolves around you
and the Sun shines outta your arse too! Chill your tits, Mr BigHead
McArrogant!"

Brian sniggered but got an elbow to the ribs from Danny. "What? That was
funny!" he said defensively, getting a glare from Danny.

"Okay, calm down. I just meant the world doesn't revolve around YOU,"
Joseph clarified, but before Danny could get any more offended, he quickly
added, "BUT that doesn't mean you don't have an impact on the world around
you."

"In a... good way?" Danny asked, unsure whether to be annoyed.

"Mate, you guys in your dorm are close. Like, as close as I've ever seen a
dorm be before, so when one of you disappears and the rest have no clue
when or even IF you're coming back, of course people are gonna be
affected. But at the same time, like I said, people just change
sometimes. That's kinda the point of this whole school." Joseph explained.

"Yeah, I get it," Danny nodded acceptingly. "It's just... gonna take some
getting used to."

"Well talking to us helps... hopfully. You know we're here any time, bud,"
Joseph said happily.

"Yeah, think of us as... physio for your emotions!" Brian finally chimed.

"That's just stupid!" Danny frowned, but it quickly broke into a smile as
he added, "And I love it!" He leaned against Brian, smiling as he received
a kiss to his forehead.

"Aww," Joseph said, leaning to the space at his side, miming holding
someone before he scowled and said, "Oh wait, I have no-one!"

"You've got us!" Danny grinned.

Joseph replied with a sigh.

"Ignore him, he gets like this every now and then. He talks about wanting a
boyfriend but any time I suggest anyone he's always got an excuse to say
no!" Brian shrugged.

Danny frowned as he looked over at his mentor. "Hnnh, I'd never even
noticed you don't date!"

"Can't date!" Brian corrected with a snigger.

"Screw you!" Joseph said back, mostly joking.

"Nah, that's my job!" Danny grinned, then added a sad, "Eventually!" He
frowned at his own comments and complained, "Aww, I made myself sad!"

"Oh my god, you're so cute," Brian giggled, peppering the young boy with
playful kisses.

"Ugh, now you're just rubbing it in!" Joseph grumbled, rolling his eyes at
the public display of affection.

"Hey, there's like a hundred and fifty news guys on school grounds
today. You might get lucky!" Brian said with a grin.

*****

That weekend marked the first formal matches of the SCIPS (Southern
Counties Inter-School Partnership Scheme) tournaments, with the football
matches taking place Saturday and rugby on Sunday. Kingswood, which had
been selected to host for the weekend, had received three coaches full of
boys from the Fothergill Academy, containing their Year 8 to 13 rugby and
football teams, ready to start early the following morning. The Fothergill
Academy was Kingswood's closest neighbour out of the other seven schools in
SCIPS and was the closest they really had to a `sister' school.

Having drawn the second match slot of the day, the Year 8 football team
were just warming up having finished watching the Kingswood Year 11s beat
the Fothergill team 4-3. After learning his lesson about the importance of
morale back during the pre-tournament friendlies, Aaron Moore had done his
best to give an uplifting speech to the team, though it had been hard to
raise their spirits with their best goalkeeper, Danny, still unable to
compete.

Sat with Danny in the stands was the rest of dorm 1.05, with most of the
school gathered around them. The tournament matches always drew a lot of
interest. On the opposite end of the stand the visiting Fothergill boys
were gathered, the other five football teams as well as all six of their
rugby teams. Together it added up to an impressively sizeable crowd.

While Danny had been a little depressed, sitting and watching his team
warming up without him, he had been kept suitably entertained by the other
boys who were eagerly discussing which of the opposing team was the
hottest.

"Yeah, I wouldn't get too interested, lads! None of you are getting any
action from that lot!" Joseph said with a grin as he leaned in from behind
them.

"Oh god!" Rob declared. "Don't tell me they've let straight people onto
school grounds!" he said, getting a snigger from the others.

"Hey, that's heterophobia!" Joseph admonished him. "Straights are people
too... admittedly they're people who are generally awful to each other,
cause most of the world's problems and are to blame for most bad things in
human history, but still... wait, what was my point?"

"You were explaining why this aren't getting in the Fothergill boys'
pants!" Brian said with a chuckle.

"Oh, yeah, right!" Joseph nodded. "You know the Kingswood policy on when
you can start with the hanky-panky?" he asked, referring to the school's
policy of putting new Year 7 students in chastity until they began to
develop sexually.

"Oh don't tell me they do it too?" Chris pouted.

"Yeah, the two hundred cocks that live here aren't enough for Whorey Von
Sucksalot here!" Nicky sniggered, gesturing to Chris. "He needs fresh
meat!"

"Ha, Whorey Von Sucksalot, I like that one!" Joseph giggled before getting
another nudge from Brian to proceed. "Oh, yeah, sorry. Well you know how we
get locked until there's... ammo in the gun, if you know what I mean!"

"We know what you mean," Chris said, shaking his head.

"I don't know what he means," David whispered.

"Cumming!" Nicky whispered back.

"Oh!" David replied, nodding.

"Yeah, well they take it... a step further. The way they see it, sex is
important and healthy and they made sure they get a full education on it,"
Joseph explained, "But not until they're legally old enough! They stay
locked til they're sixteen!"

"Fuck off!" Mikey snapped in disbelief, shaking his head.

"Yeah, no way that's real!" Rob agreed.

"It's true!" Brian said, nodding.

"That's... pure evil!" Rob replied, looking shocked. "Why would anyone go
there?"

"Sure, cos it's SUCH a stretch from what we do here," Nicky said with a
smirk.

"Hmm, fair point!" Rob hummed.

"It's not really that far from black-banding!" David said quietly with a
shrug.

Everyone slowly turned to look at David, occasionally exchanging confused
looks. Sometimes terms or words came up that some of the boys didn't know
and admitting you didn't know it could sometimes be the source of mockery
or teasing. In this case, the range of blank expressions suggested it was
the majority who were clueless.

"And... what's black-banding?" Chris asked curiously.

David looked a little surprised that the others weren't aware, giving a
slightly disapproving look to the mentors sat behind him. "Well ya know how
when we do stuff wrong and we get caught by an older student, they'll
usually offer to give us a punishment of their own, rather than turning us
in to the teachers?" David asked, getting nods from the group. "Well,
black-banding's kinda like the BIGGEST punishment they can give. You get
locked in chastity, but they also make you wear this black wristband that
marks you as, like... off-limits to EVERYONE!"

"Off-limits? Like... how?" Rob asked, intrigued.

"Like... no sex. So even though you're in chastity, you're also not
allowed, like, butt stuff or to..." David paused, blushing a little, not
really used to talking about sex so openly, "Or to, ya know DO things with
anyone else. You even touch someone who's black-banded in a sexual way or
let them touch you and that's it, you're in BIG trouble!"

The boys all looked to Joseph for confirmation and he simply nodded
solemnly. "We don't see it often, but... it happens!" he said quietly.

"Fuck!" Nicky exclaimed, seemingly speaking on behalf of the whole
group. "That IS bad!"

"Yeah, but imagine a whole school being like that like Fothergill. I
mean... locked til you turn sixteen? That's fucking mental!" Rob said,
shaking his head.

"I think it's hot!" Chris declared excitedly. "I mean... you saw how I went
off after not cumming for, like, a month! Or when I did it over the
summer. Fuck, their sixteenth birthdays must be like a freakin' fire hose
going off!"

"Okay, who's now totally picturing that?" Joseph asked, grinning as several
hands raised.

"So going after them is a waste of time then?" Rob asked, frowning a
little.

"Not all `action' requires the use of their you-know-what!" Chris
immediately replied. He received several curious looks and just grinned as
he shrugged. "Just a thing someone told me!" he explained, with no
intention of telling anyone it was Mr Beecham who had said it to him.

As the others began questioning Chris, as well as speculating what `action'
they might get up to with the locked Year 8 Fothergill boys, Brian slipped
forward off of his bench and placed his hands onto Danny's shoulders ahead
of him, letting them slide down his chest until he was wrapped around him
from behind. "You okay?" he whispered.

"Mmm-huh," Danny hummed unconvincingly.

"Sex talk getting to ya?" Brian asked quietly.

"A bit, but it's okay," Danny replied. Upon his return to the school, he
had been quite open in sharing with those closest to him that things
weren't all working as they should be, particularly `down below'.

"Is it the other thing?" Brian asked, clearly concerned. While Danny did
best to hide his discomfort and pain from his friends, Brian could see
right through it.

"Mmm-huh," Danny hummed again.

"Well I suppose you sat through our match," Brian mused, "It's been a long
morning already!" He smiled as he remembered the many times throughout his
earlier match that he had looked up into the stands to see Danny's eyes
fixed on him, smiling proudly. "D'you wanna head back Home and rest?"

"Nah, I gotta be here," Danny insisted, looking down at the match about to
begin. "They're my team. Plus I gotta be here to support the guys!" He
sighed as he looked down at the pitch, seeing Mikey and Josh talking
quietly together then Kyle stood over with Adrian at the goal, Danny's
usual position.

Brian sighed. "Okay, but after the match we're heading back in!" he said
firmly.

"But..."

"No buts!" Brian insisted.

Danny sighed, but then smiled. "Fine, you win," he conceded. Annoying as it
was having an over-protective boyfriend, it was also nice to have him there
to look after him.

*****

Rob was grateful when he got the message from Travis, the Year 13 rugby
captain, asking to meet him. The Dining Hall had been even busier and
louder than usual with the Fothergill boys joining them, so leaving the
chaos behind to go and meet his fellow rugby captain was somewhat of a
relief.

When he arrived at Travis' door, he could hear a fair amount of noise from
inside, so he knocked loudly and waited.

"Here he is!" Travis declared loudly as he opened the door and saw Rob
standing there.

"Hi, I..." Rob started... but stopped as Travis reached out and grabbed him
and pulled him into the dorm. The small dorm was packed. He spotted the
other four rugby team captains, all sat on one side of the room, while the
six boys sat opposite were all from Fothergill Academy.

"NOW we can do introductions!" Travis said, seemingly having stopped them
happening earlier. He sat down onto his desk chair, playfully pulling Rob
to sit on his knee.

The other six Fothergill boys seemed to be the same spread of ages as the
Kingswood boys, making Rob one of the youngest in the room, feeling even
more-so as he sat on the older boy's lap. He sat listening as Travis
introduced the visiting boys as the Fothergill rugby team captains. Most of
the older boys seemed to know each other, which made sense with the role of
rugby team captain being one most guys retained throughout their time at
the school.

On the Fothergill side, the current Year 12 captain was new, replacing the
previous one who had been demoted for disciplinary reasons, but the Year
10, 11 and 13 captains knew the older Kingswood boys. With the newer
members of the `Captain Club' introduced, a slight hush fell across the
room.

"Is it true you guys stay locked in chastity until you're sixteen?" Rob
suddenly blurted out.

The silence continued for several seconds before laughter erupted across
the room. Rob blushed, not knowing whether they were laughing at him or
with him, though he did notice a few blushes on the younger Fothergill
captains.

Once the laughter died down, Travis said, "Yeah it's true. Four years, no
wanking."

"Do you at least get... occasional... activity?" Rob asked, staring at the
six visitors, not wanting to put it too bluntly.

"You can chat with `em after!" Travis insisted.

"After what?" Rob asked, suddenly curious as to why the twelve of them were
gathered.

"We offer up both new Year 8 captains as a sacrifice to the opposing
school, to get fucked by every player on all of their teams!" Travis
explained.

"What?!" Rob and the Fothergill Year 8 captain both exclaimed, looking
terrified.

Once again, the room was filled with laughter.

"Fuck. We do that every year!" Isaac declared. "And it's still fucking
hilarious every time!"

Rob and the youngest Fothergill captain boys suddenly looked both relieved
and mildly annoyed at the same time.

"So, what are we REALLY doing here?" Rob asked, still nervous.

"Well, you know what our `traditions' normally involve?" Travis asked,
getting a nod from Rob. "Well so do theirs, so over the years we've
developed a few... joint traditions!"

"Oh, so we're just gonna have a lot of sex. Cool!" Rob said casually,
amused momentarily by how casual such a thing was really becoming to him.

"Ha, I like that one!" one of the older Fothergill boys said, nodding to
Rob. "I might pick him if I get the chance!"

"Pick?" the youngest Fothergill boy asked, somehow looking even more
nervous than Rob.

"So, here's the deal," Travis started. "Names are pulled out in a random
order. Your name comes out, you pick a member of the opposing team to play
with. Everyone understand? Great, let's get started!" he said, not even
giving anyone time to think. With Rob still sat on his lap, he got his
phone out and said, "Tap anywhere!"

Rob tapped the phone screen and watched as a spinner span, eventually
coming to a stop on the name `Jake'. After getting a nudge from Travis, Rob
called out, "Jake!"

"Yussss!" one of the Fothergill boys yelped, almost bouncing with
excitement. "I pick Travis. I want the big boss man!" he declared happily.

"You got it, sweetcheeks," Travis chuckled, blowing a kiss to the younger
guy. "Next up," he said, swiping to remove his own name from the wheel and
gesturing for Rob to tap again.

Rob tapped and watched nervously, though as he looked at the remaining five
he figured there were really no bad options, though that really depended on
what they might choose to do with him! As the wheel came to a stop, he
called out, "Rob!" then frowned and went, "Oh wait, that's me!" As the
others all laughed, he looked up and down his choices. The eldest was every
bit the manly hunk Travis was, while the slightly younger boy beside him,
who had teased about picking Rob, was a lot smaller built, but painfully
handsome. As Rob's eyes moved down the line though, his decision was made
for him.

"I'll take Jazz," Rob declared, nodding to his Year 8 counterpart. The boy
had looked so nervous he was on the verge of either passing out, throwing
up or maybe both at the same time. Being picked by Rob seemed to somehow
make him look both more and less nervous at the same time. Rob shot the boy
a sweet smile and got one back.

"Aww, isn't it cute!" Travis teased, swiping to remove Jazz from the
wheel. The selections continued until all twelve of them were paired up, at
which point Travis declared, "Everyone's free to remain in here!"

"Encouraged, actually, so we can appreciate the view!" Jake called out
getting some sniggers. "Or feel free to go off and... do things in
private!"

There was a sudden flurry of movement as the boys all moved towards their
chosen partners. As Rob approached Jazz, the visiting boy just stared in
wide-eyed nervousness, occasionally letting his eyes flick across to the
older boys, many of whom were already making out or removing clothing. Rob
held out his hand to the other boy and asked, "You wanna get out of here?"

"Yes please," Jazz replied eagerly, taking Rob's hand to help him up. As he
stood, he kept hold of it.

As Rob led the other boy out of the door, he looked back at the half-naked
Travis who smiled and nodded. He felt a swell of pride, glad to have the
older boy's approval.

Jazz breathed an audible sigh of relief as the door shut behind them.

"Glad to be out of there?" Rob asked with a chuckle.

Jazz hummed thoughtfully for a moment and said, "Yes and no. It'd probably
be hot to see what's going on, but at the same time..."

"You're only thirteen and sometimes you feel like they forget that?" Rob
suggested.

"Yes!" Jazz replied, nodding emphatically. As he realised he was still
holding Rob's hand, he let go, chuckled, blushed and said, "Sorry. But yes!
Totally that. You get it too, do ya?"

Rob nodded. "Yeah, I like sex as much as the next guy, but with those guys
it's, like... it's a special occasion, let's have sex. It's a full moon,
let's have sex. It's Tuesday, let's have sex!"

"Oh my god, yessss!" Jazz hissed, giggling.

Rob smiled at the sudden change in the boy. Jazz, or Jasmeet to use his
full name, was a cute boy whose sudden smile lit up his whole face, his
dark eyes almost sparkling. His jet-black hair flopped around slightly as
he bounced along eagerly beside Rob.

"Do your ones drink too?" Rob asked quietly. Although there was still noise
coming from below where lunch was just finishing off, echoing up around the
huge atrium, he still wanted to be careful talking so openly about
something that was illegal.

Jazz nodded. "Yeah, not often, just... special occasions." He grinned a
moment then added, "Or full moons or Tuesdays!"

The two boys continued to chat as they strolled down a couple of flights of
stairs until Jazz finally asked, "Where are we going?"

"Figured nobody'd be in my dorm," Rob said with a slight shrug. "At
least... if they are they won't be for long. I think they've all got plans
this afternoon." As they finally reached the end of the corridor, he opened
the door and was greeted by a full dorm.

"Just in time!" Josh declared excitedly. "We were just on our way to watch
the Year 12s beat those Fothergill... hey, who's that?" he asked as he
spotted the other boy behind Rob. He let out a sudden dramatic gasp as he
realised it was a Fothergill boy, then declared, "Oh my god. Sleeping with
the enemy. BURN THEM!"

Jazz let out a slight whimper, taking a step back.

"Ha, just kidding!" Josh giggled. "I'm Josh, nice to meet ya!" he said
quickly grabbing the visitor in a hug. "You guys coming to watch the
match?"

Rob shook his head. "Nah, we were gonna hang out here," he said, then
realised it sounded almost like an invite to Josh or the others and quickly
added, "But I'll catch up with you all later for the Year 10 match! Oh, and
this is Jazz!"

"Hi Jazz. Bye Jazz!" Josh said cheerfully as he headed out. He was
immediately followed by a procession of others, with Chris, Nicky, Mikey,
Kyle and David each saying a brief hello to Jazz as they passed him.

"Oh, you not going?" Rob asked as he saw James still sat up on his
bunk. They all knew James had a fairly open disdain of sports, but even he
had joined the others for the morning's matches.

"Nah, meeting with Mr Trent shortly," James replied as he started to climb
down, "But I can give you the room," he added with a casual shrug.

As James went to pass him, Rob held out a fist.

James rolled his eyes, but gave a slight smile as he gave the required fist
bump and got a thankful smile from Rob before leaving. He gave a polite nod
to Jazz as he passed.

"Well they seem... nice!" Jazz said, a little surprised at the sudden
flurry of new faces.

"They're awful," Rob said, shaking his head, "And I love `em all!"

Jazz giggled and followed Rob to the sofas at the end of the dorm.

They sat talking for a while, moving on from comparing `captain club' to
comparing schools in general. It was so weird to hear about the many
similarities the two schools shared. Aside from the policy on chastity and
sex, they seemed virtually identical. It was when they were on that subject
that Jazz asked nervously, "So... are you... not locked then?"

Rob shook his head, grinning proudly. "Nope, been free since the start of
the school year!"

"I've been locked a year and a half," Jazz pouted. "With nearly three years
still to go!"

"Fuck!" Rob said, shaking his head. "So you guys go, like, four years
without ever... ya know... cumming?"

A knowing smile spread across Jazz's face. "We stay locked, but that
doesn't mean we don't cum!" he said playfully.

"But... but..." Rob stuttered, confused.

"Exactly!" Jazz grinned. "Butt!"

"You cum from... butt stuff?" Rob asked, cheeks flushing red at the
question.

Jazz nodded, but blushed a little as he realised what he was admitting to a
relative stranger.

"That's... kinda hot!" Rob exclaimed, feeling his cock swell. He hunched
over a little to conceal the bulge.

"We could... make a deal, ya know," Jazz offered quietly. "I could... show
you what I can do if you... show me what you can do!"

"Wh... what... would you... wanna see?" Rob asked, audibly gulping.

Jazz shrugged. "I guess just... see you cum, however you wanna do it!"

"Sure," Rob nodded, clearly nervous about showing off but excited to see
the cute boy in action. "Do you... wanna go first?"

Jazz's cheeks darkened even more as his blushing intensified. "Erm... it
can... take a while but it might help if I... get to do it... while
watching you!"

Rob smiled. As nervous as he felt, he suddenly realised Jazz was sat in a
strange place, with someone he didn't know, offering to pleasure himself
anally. Rob was just sat in his own dorm, preparing to have a wank. He had
the easy job and should probably be working to put Jazz at ease. "Sure," he
said cheerfully. "That works for me. I think it'll be fun to do it
together!"

The sudden confidence and cheerfulness immediately seemed to alleviate some
of Jazz's nerves as he smiled too. He glanced round at the door and asked,
"Is it... okay to do here?"

"Mmm-huh," Rob nodded. "Nobody's coming back," he said
confidently. "Although even if they did, they've seen me do things and I've
seen them do WAY more than just jerking off!"

"You have?" Jazz asked, sitting up excitedly.

Rob giggled. "Let's just get this done before we talk about more!" he said,
reaching down to undo his jeans.

"Do you have any kind of... erm... lubricant?" Jazz asked quietly.

"Oh, yeah, sure," Rob said, eagerly jumping to his feet to run and get
some. As he did it, his jeans pooled round his ankles and he tripped over
them, tumbling to the floor. "Totally meant to do that!" he called out,
getting a giggle from Jazz. He quickly pulled his feet free then ran across
the room, unbothered by his obvious erection wiggling about in his
underwear as he rushed back and handed the lube to Jazz. Sitting back down,
he said, "Can I have that after you?" As Jazz looked at him curiously, he
said, "I'm circumcised, so sometimes I use lube to help!"

"Oh cool, me too!" Jazz said, lifting his body to pull his sweatpants and
briefs down. "I'd show you, but..." he tapped on the chastity device that
appeared, virtually identical to the ones used at Kingswood.

"You'll have to show me once you're in year eleven!" Rob said with a
grin. "Assuming we're both still captains!"

They both quickly got to work, Rob wrapping his lubricated fist around his
cock, Jazz slipping a couple of slick fingers down towards his butt.

"Hey would you... erm... be okay with... taking your top off too?" Jazz
asked cautiously.

Rob felt a tightening in his stomach. While he was trying to remain the
confident one, he was still weary of being topless around new people and
revealing his slight chubbiness to them. Not wanting to let the other boy
down, he nodded, sucked in his stomach and pulled his t-shirt off with his
unlubricated hand. As he did it, he saw Jazz doing the same.

"Wow, you're really sexy," Jazz said sweetly, eyeing Rob up and down.

"Thanks," Rob blushed. "You too!"

"Thanks," Jazz grinned. "You... erm... don't have to... hold it in, ya
know!"

"I'm not!" Rob insisted, then realised it was pointless and relaxed, the
slight podge of his belly protruding more.

"See. Still sexy and more comfortable, right?" Jazz said jovially.

"You really think this is sexy?" Rob asked, letting his hand slide from his
stomach up to his chest and back down.

"I'd prove it," Jazz said, tapping on his chastity device once again, "But
it'll have to wait til year eleven!"

"I'll look forward to it," Rob said, feeling a lot more at ease. With his
body now fully on show, he decided to make full use of it and let his free
hand slide back up his chest to tease a nipple. He let out a low groan as
he tweaked it. Back on his birthday, he had gotten frisky with a large
number of guys, doing a whole range of things, but his nipples had really
taken a pounding, leaving them sore for days after. They had finally
recovered over the half-term break, but he did find himself missing the
slight twinge of pain that accompanied the pleasure when they had been
sore. Regardless of the lessened sensation, Jazz seemed to be enjoying
seeing what Rob was doing.

"Ugh, that's so hot!" Jazz moaned, eyes heavy as he lay back, fingering
himself eagerly.

"So's that!" Rob chuckled, nodding to what the other boy was doing. He
couldn't deny the excitement of watching, but as the occasional thought of
mimicking it crossed his mind, he knew it just wasn't for him. Panting
slightly as he felt his orgasm getting closer, he let his hand speed up a
little.

"Would you..." Jazz started, then stopped himself.

"Go on," Rob urged him.

"Would you cum on me?" Jazz asked nervously.

The question gave Rob the little jolt he needed and he suddenly moved
forward, standing over Jazz as he stroked himself to climax and spurted his
load over the boy's stomach.

"So that's a yes then!" Jazz giggled as he sat staring up at Rob.

"Yeah," Rob giggled back. "Are you... close?" he asked, unsure how long `it
can take a while' actually meant.

"I'm getting there," Jazz replied. He nodded to his stomach and said, "That
definitely helped!"

"Can I... give any more help?" Rob asked, biting his lip.

"Sure!" Jazz said excitedly. "Do whatever you like!"

Rob knelt down in front of the sofa and placed a hand on the other boy's
knee. His skin was so soft and warm and smooth, sliding like silk beneath
his fingers as he let them move up. They slid over the boy's cum-spattered
stomach, leaving a wet streak up to the centre of his chest before sliding
across to tweak a nipple. While they were obviously not as sensitive as
Rob's, Jazz clearly enjoyed the feeling, panting heavily as he continued to
finger himself.

Rob stared at the other boy for a moment and leaned in a little, pausing
for any sign he should stop. Jazz's eyes widened and he nodded just a
little, so Rob leaned in the rest of the way and their lips met. Jazz
grasped at Rob's head with his free hand, holding him tight as they kissed
passionately.

Rob was beginning to understand just how much you could tell from someone
just from a kiss. This wasn't like the romantic embraces he shared with
Alex, or the confusingly exciting kisses he had with Luke. It was much more
like the making out he had done with Nicky back on his birthday. It had
been exciting and passionate, but ultimately just shared enjoyment of the
intimate moment, nothing more. That was what he felt as he knelt kissing
Jazz. There was no romance here. Affection, definitely, he already felt a
bond growing with the other captain, but nothing beyond that. He suddenly
worried the feeling may not be mutual, but now was hardly the time to
discuss it.

They continued kissing, each of them gently holding onto the other's head,
Rob's free hand on Jazz's nipple and Jazz's other hand still fingering
himself excitedly. As Rob felt the hum of an excitable moan fill his mouth,
he pulled back and watched the boy as his face relaxed into a look of sheer
ecstasy. He panted and gasped his way through what was undeniably an
orgasm, though the chastity device concealed the evidence.

Finally coming down from the intense sensation, Jazz's arms both flopped to
his sides as he lay catching his breath. Rob immediately jumped on the
sofa, laying alongside him, the two cuddling up together.

"That was so hot!" Rob nodded, his post-orgasmic cock already stiffened
again from the show.

"Likewise!" Jazz panted. He nuzzled a little against Rob and said, "This
feels nice!"

Rob chuckled. "Yeah, this happens a lot in this dorm!" he said, feeling a
sudden fondness for the other boys of the dorm.

"Got any vacancies?" Jazz giggled.

*****

"How are you today?" Mr Trent asked, standing aside to let James enter his
apartment.

"Good thank you, sir!" James replied politely. Most boys were nervous when
summoned to Mr Trent's room, worried they had been caught doing something
they shouldn't. James did not share that feeling. He knew his behaviour was
impeccable, always insisting the feeling of imminent trouble that others
felt was little more than a sign of a guilty conscience.

"I hope you don't mind me dragging you away from the football," Mr Trent
said, gesturing for James to take a seat as he sat down opposite.

"No sir. I went this morning to support my friends, but I think I'm all
footballed out now!" James said with a nod.

"It's nice to see you joining in," Mr Trent said with a sincere nod. He was
one of the few people in the school who knew some of the issues James had
been facing recently and it was actually a pleasant surprise to see the
often-withdrawn boy engaging with his peers. Whether it was a result of the
issues he was just starting to come to terms with, Mr Trent didn't know,
but it still felt like a positive step.

"It's... nice to join in!" James said back, surprisingly honestly.

"I just wanted to talk to you about this," Mr Trent said, grabbing his
laptop and turning it for James to see. On screen were several documents
and videos – the lessons James had been sending to Danny throughout his
extended absence.

"Oh," James said, suddenly feeling a hint of the guilty conscience he took
such great pride in not usually having. When Danny first went off, he had
fallen out with David over sending stuff to their fallen comrade. David had
been annoyed that James was `pestering' Danny when he was supposed to be
recovering. Since then, he had kept his actions a secret from everyone
else. "I'm sorry sir," he quickly apologised.

"No need for that," Mr Trent said, shaking his head. "While I do think
maybe it might be best to leave decisions over what homework is given to
the teachers, you're not in trouble for this. Quite the opposite actually!"

"Oh?" James said, cocking his head curiously.

"I've spent the week looking through the things you sent to Danny and,
honestly James, I'm blown away!" Mr Trent explained. "When Danny first told
me about it, I figured you were just copying down what was being said in
lessons and passing it on, but what you've done is... very impressive!"

"Thank you, sir!" James said proudly. "I just did my best to make sure
Danny could follow it all to make sure he was able to come back to us."

"Exactly. These lessons are completely tailored to the way Danny learns,
but the way you have presented the information and the way you talk
suggests a significantly deeper understanding of these subjects than we
would expect in someone of your age!" Mr Trent explained. "To be taking in
this information and immediately conveying it in your own way
afterwards. It's a serious achievement!"

James shrugged. "I wasn't, sir. Not really," he said casually.

"What do you mean?" Mr Trent asked, frowning curiously as he lounged back
in his seat.

"Taking in the information, sir. The stuff in most of my classes I knew
before I even came to Kingswood. I spend most lessons working through
higher level stuff," James explained. He immediately looked nervous as he
said, "Oh, I'm not in trouble for not paying attention, am I sir?"

Mr Trent frowned, taking a moment to really consider the boy's words. "When
you say higher level stuff, how high are we talking?" he asked, clearly
intrigued.

James thought for a moment, compiling his list. "Well Art, DT and Music
aren't really that interesting so I'm lagging behind a bit and still on
year ten stuff. Maths, Science and History I've just started on year twelve
and it's just getting REALLY good. The rest I'm probably around year
eleven, sir."

Mr Trent's frown turned into a look of genuine surprise. "And when you say
you're working through that stuff, are you just reading it or do you
actually understand it?"

James shrugged. "Sometimes there's bits I don't get right away, but a
little bit of extra attention and I soon get it, so... yeah... I guess I
understand it."

"Have you... tried telling any of your other teachers you're so far ahead?"
Mr Trent asked.

James shook his head. "No sir. Like I said, I didn't want to get in trouble
for not paying attention!" he explained.

"Hmm, okay," Mr Trent nodded.

"Is everything... okay, sir?" James asked, visibly concerned.

"Oh, yes, of course!" Mr Trent said, smiling as he nodded. "Do you... have
anything else planned this afternoon?"

"Well I was going to do some catching up on Art history sir, so if you need
me for something else I'll welcome the distraction!" James sniggered.

Mr Trent chuckled. "Good to know. Don't move, I'll be right back!" he said,
getting up to leave the room.

*****

Sunday 28 February 2021

"Oh my god!" Chris mumbled as he headed out of the Dining Hall. He had just
finished breakfast with Danny, Joseph and Brian when he bumped into
Nicky. "Those Fothergill guys. As soon as they know you're unlocked, they
come sniffing around you like... like..."

"Flies round shit?" Nicky suggested.

"Yeah, but I was trying to think of one where I wasn't a pile of poo!"
Chris giggled.

"Sorry," Nicky sniggered, putting an arm around Chris. The grip suddenly
tightened as he spotted Angel and his Year 7 friends, but he had long since
figured out that they only seemed to bother him when he was on his own, so
he stayed clung close to Chris for safety.

Chris frowned a little at the unusually tight grip, but said cheerfully,
"That party was crazy. I don't think I've cum that many times in one night
since you and Mikey tried out those annoying ruined orgasms on me!" As he
got a slight smile from Nicky he added, "And these were all proper ones. I
swear I thought it was gonna fall off at one point!"

"Yeah, you did seem... erm... pretty popular!" Nicky said. At the joint
Kingswood/Fothergill party the previous night, a common feature of the
SCIPS weekends, he had attended with two boyfriends but gradually lost
track of both and ended up hanging out with Danny for most of the evening
instead. "Did ya happen to see who Mikey ended up with?"

Chris nodded and frowned a little. "He definitely seemed to be doing the
rounds," Chris grinned, eager to get the sordid details from the other
lover. "But he seemed to be mostly talking to Kingswood guys. Plus he was
always with..." Chris paused as they spotted Mikey on the opposite side of
the entrance foyer. "David!" Chris finished the sentence, then added, "And
they're at it again!"

Sat beside Mikey was David, laptop open on his lap, the two boys staring
intently at the screen. Chris and Nicky had both felt their curiosity over
Mikey's secret `business' transactions waxing and waning over the weeks. He
had started out in year seven trading unhealthy snacks for rewards and
favours, but his supply had been used up and seemingly not replaced, yet he
was still doing... something, with David now apparently involved too.

"Care to snoop?" Chris asked with a grin.

"Let's!" Nicky replied cheerfully. "Although I'm thinking maybe less
snooping, and more just marching over and demanding answers. I'll be good
cop, you be bad cop! Put your best scary face on!"

Chris face contorted into his scary face.

"Hmmmm," Nicky hummed as he looked at it. "That's less `scary' face and
more `I'm holding in a fart' face!"

"Whatever, let's go!" Chris said, trying to be annoyed but still chuckling
at the comment anyway. The two boys stormed across the foyer and stopped
just short of Mikey and David.

"Oh, morning guys!" David said, giving the two a polite smile.

"Cut the act, what are you hiding?" Chris snapped.

David looked a little surprised, looking to Mikey, then Nicky and back to
Chris as he said, "N... nothing... it... really is morning!"

"Yeah, I'm sure that's what you'd like us to think!" Chris said pointedly.

"Have you been huffing that body spray you bathe in?" Mikey asked, shaking
his head at the unusual behaviour.

"Oh, you wish!" Chris said sharply.

"What?" Mikey asked, absolutely bewildered. "A little help?" he asked,
looking to Nicky.

Nicky sighed. "I said good cop, bad cop. Not good cop, insane moron cop!"

"Ohhhhh!" Chris said, nodding. "I thought you meant bad cop like... bad at
his job!"

Nicky just stared for a moment, then raised his hand to pat Chris on the
head as he said, "It's a fucking good job you're pretty!"

"I... don't know what's happening," David whispered to Mikey.

"It's okay, I don't think they do either," Mikey whispered back.

Chris just grinned dopily said, "Hehe, I'm pretty!" His expression quickly
hardened as he pointed to Mikey and demanded, "Now tell us what you're up
to. Is it drugs? Are you selling drugs? It's drugs, isn't it!"

"How could I sell drugs when you've clearly eaten them all!" Mikey said,
shaking his head.

"You don't EAT drugs!" Chris insisted.

"Something a drug dealer would know!" Mikey insisted. "So why are YOU
dealing drugs?" he asked, turning it around playfully.

"NOBODY'S DEALING DRUGS!" David suddenly shouted out. The yell echoed
loudly around the atrium, right up to the roof above the third floor. All
around it, boys in the foyer, on the stairs and on the walkways above
paused and looked down at David who immediately turned crimson.

"Maybe we should move!" Nicky suggested.

David closed his laptop and the four of them quickly scurried away, heading
back up to the dorm. As soon as the door was closed behind them, Mikey
turned and punched Chris in the stomach. This was no playful hit, but also
wasn't intended to hurt too much.

As Chris doubled over, Mikey snapped, "You thought I was dealing drugs, ya
dickhead?" He looked from Chris to Nicky and back, awaiting an answer.

"No, that's all him!" Nicky said, raising his hands defensively. "I told
him it wouldn't be anything illegal!"

"Fine," Chris gasped, "You win!" He took a seat, catching his breath.

"Oh, no, it's totally illegal!" Mikey said casually, then grinned and said,
"But it's not drugs!"

"You sure about this?" David asked quietly, looking at Mikey wide-eyed.

Mikey shrugged. "I figure we either tell them, or all of this..." he waved
his hand, gesturing to the other two, "... is only gonna get more
annoying!"

"Oy!" Chris whined.

"He's not wrong," Nicky said, shaking his head.

"Come on then," David said, placing his laptop on one of the desks at the
end of the dorm. As he sat down, the others pulled up on the other three
desk chairs, gathered around him. He opened the laptop and revealed a list
of file names. As he clicked on one of them, titled `Luke Knight, Year 10,
JO' a video popped up on screen.

Chris and Nicky recognised the boy, but didn't know him that well, though
it was a safe bet his name was Luke Knight and he was in Year 10!

"What's he..." Nicky started, watching in mild confusion. His eyes suddenly
widened. "Is he stripping? Wait! JO? As in... jerk off?"

"Yup!" David said, nodding as he closed the video.

"What are you? Don't close it! Fast forward!" Chris insisted, reaching for
the laptop.

"Nuh-uh," David said, closing the laptop and almost catching Chris' fingers
in it. "No freebies!"

"Freebies? Wait, that's what you're doing? Secretly recording guys doing
stuff and selling it?" Nicky asked, horrified.

"No!" Mikey snapped. "That'd be wrong and immoral and I've never do
something like that!" he insisted. He smiled as he went on, "I don't
SECRETLY record them. I either record them willingly or they record
themselves!"

"And THEN you sell them?" Nicky asked, horrified by the thought of being
recorded naked.

"No," David chimed in. "We trade them! Guys give us a video, which we put a
value on, and in exchange, they get limited time access to a video or
videos of equal value!"

"Yeah," Mikey agreed, seeing Nicky still looking a little shocked and Chris
caught somewhere between horny and confused. "So, a guy getting naked and
jerking off is worth, like, 10 points. So if he gives us a video like that,
he can get access to another video of another guy jerking off that's worth
10 points. If they choose to show more than just jerking off, or if there's
more than one of them it's worth more points!"

Silence lingered for a moment until Nicky said, "In this dorm, we've
had... a suicide attempt, accidental streaming nudity, multiple
disappearances... somehow always involving Chris, a life-threatening
injury, fictional people, made-up relationships... and somehow this is
STILL the most insane thing I've ever heard!"

"Hehe, thanks!" Mikey grinned.

"It wasn't a compliment!" Nicky said, shaking his head. "Like, considering
all but about half of year thirteen are too young to legally be on video
doing this stuff, I'm betting every one of those files you've got there is
enough to get you arrested!" he said, pointing at David's laptop.

"Pfft, we're not gonna be arrested. For a start, we're not selling or
distributing anything. Effectively all we've done is make a twenty-first
century version of `you show me yours and I'll show you mine'. A guy can
always ask for his stuff to be deleted and it will be, no questions asked,
although if they do that, they're not allowed to take part again, so it's
stops guys just using it to see what they want without sharing
themselves. Plus the system is SMART. Why d'ya think I got David involved?"
Mikey explained. "I'm the business guy, he's the tech guy. Tell `em all
about the stuff you've done!"

"Okay, well," David said, suddenly looking excited. "First of all, the
videos are only accessible for a limited time and protected against
copying. Nobody gets to keep anything. Secondly, they're not accessible
outside of school grounds, so nobody's gonna be, like, showing their mates
back home. It's geo-locked and tied in with the Kingswood app. And thirdly,
if a device is unlocked with a passcode rather than biometrics, the videos
don't even show up! That way if a teacher or staff member or even a
different student gets a hold of your device, they wouldn't be able to find
anything anyway!"

"Wow, that's..." Nicky started, then stopped to think. "That's actually
pretty impressive!"

"Thanks. I'm developing new stuff all the time. At the moment I'm working
on a way to analyse submissions so they can be allocated a score without us
even having to review it," David explained. "I've so nearly got it, but for
now we still have to watch through each video to score it before someone
can be given their points!"

"I can help with that!" Chris grinned. "The reviewing, I mean, not the tech
stuff. I already don't understand half of what you said!"

"That's true of most sentences!" Mikey sniggered. He earned a kick to the
shins from Chris.

"That's all very impressive, but... why? Why even do all that?" Nicky
asked, shaking his head.

Mikey and David frowned at each other. "Whadda you mean, `why'?" Mikey
asked, like it was an utterly insane question. "We get to have videos of
hot guys doing sex stuff. Obviously!"

"So who've you got?" Chris asked eagerly.

"Chris!" Nicky exclaimed, unsure why he was the only one who had a problem
with it all.

"What? Are you saying you don't like naked guys? Because I'm pretty
confident I can prove you a liar if you do!" Chris replied.

"No, of course I do. It's..." Nicky shuddered a little, "Being
recorded. It's just..."

"Hot!" Chris immediately interjected. "If I don't get freebies, which would
suck cos otherwise what's the point of sleeping with the boss," he got a
giggle from Mikey, "Then I guess I'll have to start earning some
points. You wanna film me? Or join me?" he asked, looking round the other
three.

"I would, but we don't let guys in chastity do it," David explained.

"Oh yea, cos we'd hate to break school rules!" Nicky muttered.

"Nicky!" Chris said, standing up and draping his arms around his
boyfriend's shoulders. "You like to be in charge, you like photography and
you like me. Why exactly are you fighting this rather than ordering me to
get naked already?"

All eyes fell on Nicky who just stared for a moment. They could almost hear
the cogs turning in his head before he stood and said, "Chris, naked time!"

"Woohoo!" Chris cheered, jumping from his seat.

"Hold up, let me at least start recording!" Nicky chuckled as he pulled his
phone out. "You joining him?" he asked Mikey.

"Nah, I think I need to stay on this side of the business!" Mikey giggled.

Chris was already naked and clearly loving being in front of the camera. He
had been hard before he even got his underwear off, happily exposing his
erection. He knew he was far from the biggest, but it didn't matter to him,
he was just enjoying showing off. The prospect of being able to get to see
someone else in return was just a nice little bonus.

After a few minutes, highly excited at the thought of showing off, Chris
began to let out the tell-tale moans of an approaching climax, the others
moved back out to get the whole of him in the picture as he spurted a
fairly modest load over his stomach. He glanced at the camera and
smiled. "Not my biggest load," he said cheerfully, "But it'll do!" He
reached down and scooped it up, making a show of dripping it into his mouth
before licking his fingers clean.

"And cut!" Mikey called out as he finished filming.

There was sudden applause from the two watching.

"Thank you, thank you," Chris said, taking a bow before grabbing his
underwear to pull on. "So who can I get in exchange?" he asked excitedly.

"Show him," Mikey instructed, giving up his seat for Chris as Nicky
beckoned him to come closer.

"So does this mean you're on board with the idea?" Mikey asked, nodding to
Nicky's phone.

Nicky sighed. "Recording our boyfriend jerking off is one thing, but what
you're talking about is, like a whole porn empire! I get that you and David
are taking precautions to keep it safe and, ya know, you're not actually
selling or distributing anything but, you said it yourself, it's still
pretty illegal. You know the risk you're taking, don't you?"

"Wait, if I go ahead, are you... gonna report me?" Mikey asked nervously.

"No!" Nicky insisted. "No, I'd never do that. I'm saying this because I
DON'T want you to get into trouble! I just... want you to be careful,
okay!"

"I know the risks," Mikey nodded. "If I was doing this anywhere else, I'd
be worried, but this is Kingswood. We're safe here. But thank you for
worrying about me!"

Nicky smiled. "Hey, that's my job," he said happily, putting his arms
around the smaller boy. "And I know you said you don't wanna be your own
customer, so maybe some time I'll record you just for my own entertainment
instead!"

"Oooh, now that sounds fun!" Mikey giggled.

As Nicky smiled at the response, his eyes fell on David, staring at the
`tech guy' thoughtfully for a moment.

*****

Day one of the SCIPS weekend had been all about the football, with victory
going to four of the Kingswood teams and only two of the Fothergill teams,
so the pressure was on the rugby captains as day two kicked off to keep up
the home school's winning streak.

Just like the football, the order of play had been chosen at random, with
the Year 8 team having ended up in the final slot of the morning before
lunch. It was just coming up to 12 and the two teams had warmed up before
coming in for a pre-match talk from the staff, giving their usual speech
about good sportsmanship and behaviour.

With that concluded, the two teams faced each other. "You're going down!"
Rob growled.

"Yeah, but not til your dad gets here!" Jazz replied with a playful grin.

There was a mixture of `ooh's and laughs, even a couple of the staff
sniggering at the excellent comeback. The moment looked incredibly tense
until the two team captains also burst into laughter and hugged each other.

As their teams looked at them in confusion, Rob turned to his own and said,
"These guys are freakin' awesome. Let's beat them, but let's make it a
good, clean match, okay?" He got a cheer from his team and a proud smile
from Mr Cunningham.

"Yeah, what he said," Jazz called out to his own team, getting a mixture of
laughs and cheers.

Rob held out his hand, grinning. Jazz took it, shook it and the teams moved
apart, ready to begin the match.

"Oh god, oh god, oh god. Fuck fuck fuck!" Rob muttered as he walked away.

"Bit nervous, are ya?" Josh grinned, throwing an arm around his best
friend. "Just cos it's your first tournament match as a team captain,
you've got two schools-worth of kids watching and the momentum of the
entire season hinges on this one match? Nah, what have you got to be
nervous about!" Josh teased.

Rob stopped on the spot, staring in dismay.

"Plus that whole deal you made with letting the team give you a forfeit as
a reward if they win, which I'm sure won't involve ANY kind of public
nudity!" Josh added, still grinning.

Rob let out a slight whimper.

"Mate, I'm fucking kidding!" Josh smiled. "We're so freakin' ready for
this. We're a fucking good team with a fucking good
captain. You've. Got. This!"

"Thanks," Rob smiled. He took a deep breath and glanced up into the
crowd. Sat together in one group was most of Year 8, with his own dorm
already cheering excitedly. A short distance away, his eyes fell on Alex
who just grinned back at him and waved. To his side was Luke. Rob
gulped. Somehow, Luke's gaze seemed to bother him more than the hundreds of
other boys watching him. "You've got this!" he whispered to himself, then
glanced at his team. "No, we've got this!"

*****

"Ah, James, thanks for coming again," Mr Trent welcomed the boy to his
apartment for the second time in as many days. "Enjoy the rugby this
morning?"

James nodded. "Well, it's rugby, so not really, but it was a fun atmosphere
and I'm glad Rob's team won!" he stated. It was entirely true. He had got
almost no actual entertainment out of the match itself, but it had been fun
to be surrounded by others who were so into it. It had felt nice to see his
friends so happy at the win too. "Oh!" he added in surprise as he walked
into the living area of the apartment and found Mr Jenkins, his science
teacher, already sitting there. "Hi sir," he said politely.

"Hi James," Mr Jenkins smiled.

"Take a seat," Mr Trent said, sitting down beside the other teacher. "So
yesterday, I gave you a test to complete."

"Yes sir. It was fun. I enjoy tests. Am I getting another one?" James asked
eagerly.

The two teachers exchanged amused glances. "Literally the first time I've
heard a student say that!" Mr Jenkins said with a wry grin.

"James, that test I gave you was actually a GCSE Physics exam from a couple
of years ago. I asked Mr Jenkins to check it over and he wanted to be here
to let you know how you did," Mr Trent explained.

"Oh, was it that bad?" James asked, his gaze dropping to his fidgeting
hands.

"James, you got a B!" Mr Jenkins said.

James looked crestfallen. "Oh, I'm sorry. I thought I did better than
that," he said dejectedly.

The two men laughed. "James!" Mr Jenkins said, waiting until the boy looked
at him to continue. "You're barely halfway through year eight and you just
got a B in an exam intended for the end of year eleven without ANY
preparation time. Getting a B isn't a bad result, it's quite frankly
amazing!"

"Oh, thank you sir," James said, managing a slight smile. "So... do I get a
certificate or something?"

"Sadly not," Mr Jenkins said, shaking his head. "You can only get a GCSE
for an exam taken under strict conditions, and is has to be the current
year's exam, though that wasn't the point of this test."

"Then... what was, sir? I mean... sirs?" James asked from on teacher to the
other.

"Well first of all, I want to offer you a sort of apology," Mr Trent
started. "We knew from the very beginning you were a gifted student, James,
but we should have spotted just HOW gifted long before this! But here's the
situation we now find ourselves in. We would like to arrange a further
series of tests for other subjects to help establish your actual level of
aptitude across the full curriculum. We will only do this with your
agreement, and we will also need to speak to your parents to make them
aware. I know you have some... issues going on at home at the moment, so I
understand if you wish us to hold off on this, but I genuinely feel there
is an opportunity here."

"Erm... the issues are... mostly sorted, at least legally sir," James
explained, not wanting to go into too much detail with Mr Jenkins in the
room. "But if you don't mind me asking, sir... what opportunity?"

The two teachers looked at each other for a moment. "Well James, we have a
member of year ten who is leaving the school at the end of the year, which
means next year there will be a vacancy in year eleven. Subject to parental
agreement and the further tests we mentioned, we would like to put forward
the suggestion that you get skipped ahead."

"And go straight to my GCSE year?" James asked, staring wide-eyed.

"That's right," Mr Trent nodded.

"Wh... wh... what would that mean?" James asked, more than a little
shocked.

"Well you would effectively be a year eleven student, which would mean
taking classes with the other year elevens as well as moving into the space
vacated by the departing student."

"Leave my dorm?" James asked, mouth slightly agape.

"Like I said, this would be dependent on both your parents agreements and
good outcomes on the tests, but we would only proceed with this if it was
something YOU wanted too. This is not something we would ever force you or
pressure you to do," Mr Trent explained.

Mr Jenkins nodded his agreement as he added, "But it is a truly exceptional
opportunity, which seems rather fitting for a truly exceptional student."

James shifted a little in his seat. "Wh... when would I... need to give an
answer?" he asked nervously.

"Well right now we just want your permission to proceed with speaking to
your parents and arranging the tests, but you need to know that even if you
pass every test and your parents agree, you can still say no at any time,"
Mr Trent explained.

James took a deep breath, thinking about it for a moment. "I... I think I'd
like to go ahead with the tests, sir!" he said, nodding gently.

*****

Rather than having the whole school out around the car park, only the
football and rugby team captains had been permitted to come out to see off
the Fothergill boys, if only to keep some semblance of order as they piled
back into their coaches ready to head home.

While the football captains of the two schools were mostly hurling playful
insults at each other, the rugby captains were having a much more amicable
goodbye, though most of their polite hugs had been little more than an
excuse to grope each other following the veritable orgy that had taken
place the previous day, and further activities that had taken place in the
locker rooms following their matches!

"It was so nice to meet you," Jazz said happily as Rob hugged him.

"Yeah, you too," Rob replied, giving him a playful kiss on the cheek as
they parted. "And good match too. A close one!"

"Not close enough," Jazz grumbled, having been gracious on defeat, but
still disappointed at the loss.

Rob pouted a little. "Sorry, I wish there was a way we both could have won
our first matches as captain," he said sadly. "But hey, win your other two
matches in Round One and we might face each other again in Round Two!" he
explained. The eight schools were split into groups of four for the Round
One of the tournament, with the best two from each group moving forward
into Round Two.

"Yeah, that'd be fun," Jazz said. "But either way, I'll be back. You guys
are hosting the finals and our captains always get to attend, even if we're
not in it!"

"Oh cool. So this isn't really goodbye!" Rob said happily.

"Nope," Jazz grinned. "And you've got my number too," he added, having
swapped numbers the previous day after their hook-up.

"Yeah, I'll message some time!" Rob said, waving his phone playfully before
leaning in for a second hug.

As a chorus of `ooh's came from Jazz's team on the coach behind them, the
Fothergill captain turned and snapped, "You guys don't get to mock until
you win a match!"

"Oh, so they'll never get to mock you!" Rob called out cheekily, giggling
as he backed away from the baying crowd with Jazz laughing away.

*****

"Well well well, look what we've got here!" Liam grinned as he walked along
the line of naked captains, each of them glaring at him angrily.

"The only reason you're not with us is cos your team sucks!" Kai said
sharply. Of the six Kingswood teams, all except the Year 12 team had beaten
their respective Fothergill team.

"Maybe so, but either way, a deal was made!" Liam called out, loud enough
for the five gathered teams to hear over their whispered chatter. "I
believe the arrangement was that the Captains reward any team that wins
with a forfeit of their choice. And your teams have spoken."

Rob's cheeks were blazing red. Over his year and a half on a rugby team at
the school, he had gradually been getting used to being seen by the other
rugby players in the locker room, but being one of only five naked guys in
front of an army of fifty made him feel like he was being seen for the very
first time. The fact he was stood alongside the older, more developed and,
in Rob's opinion, much better-looking other captains only made it
worse. Thankfully he had not been made to put his hands at his sides and
was currently able to stand with them cupped over his dick and
balls. Elijah, the Year 9 captain was doing the same, while Isaac, Kai and
Travis, of Years 10, 11 and 13 respectively seemed utterly unfazed by the
public display.

"Your forfeit..." Liam called out, then smirked and continued, "Or rather,
the reward for your teams' excellent performance is the Naked Boner
Obstacle Course Cum Relay!" He got a wave of cheers from the spectators.

"Oh of course, that!" Travis said sarcastically. "What the fuck is
a... whatever that shit was you just said?"

"Well I'm sure you all know the obstacle course," Liam said, gesturing to
the school's course behind them, one of the Sports Complex's many
facilities. "One at a time, you will run the course. You must maintain an
erection for the full duration of the course, stopping to get yourself hard
again if you lose it. After you have completed the course, you will `pass
the baton' so to speak by placing your boner in the next guy's hand. He
will jerk you off and once you cum, he can begin his run! So... Naked Boner
Obstacle Course Cum Relay!"

"And that lot just happened to think of this between them, did they?" Kai
asked unhappily, gesturing to the highly amused crowd of rugby players.

"I... may have offered some suggestions!" Liam sniggered.

"You do realise if your team ever wins a match, we'll make sure you get
MUCH worse than this!" Travis warned him.

Liam just sniggered and called out, "Who's ready for a race?" The crowd
went wild.

As the five naked boys headed for the start line, the crowd took up
positions to watch. Seeing his team amongst the others, Rob grumbled, "I
remember when adult supervision was a thing!"

"It still is!" Elijah replied quietly. He nodded over towards the Sports
Complex where Mr Cunningham was standing almost out of sight. "What you
gotta remember about the teachers here... they don't come and watch, but
they always keep an eye. Nobody really takes these things too far, but the
teachers always play it safe!"

Rob nodded and said sarcastically, "Oh, so a teacher does know we're doing
a... what was it... Boner Course Obstacle... Cum... Race," he trailed off a
little. "I don't know if that makes it better or worse!"

"Come on lads," Travis whispered from behind them. "You wanna know why
we're REALLY doing this?"

"Cos Liam's a cunt?" Isaac asked with a shrug, getting a laugh from the
others.

Travis shook his head then nodded over to the crowd. The members of the
five teams looked ecstatic. It had been a tiring and challenging day for
all of them, and while they were already on a high from their victories,
gathering for the `forfeit' had them in the highest of spirits. "I think
this counts as the literal definition of taking one for the team. You're
all good captains, so do it for them!"

Rob grinned as he spotted Josh with a bunch of the other Year 8
players. Travis was right, they were having the time of their lives. "Okay,
fair point," he conceded. He gave Elijah a shrug and dropped his hands to
his side. The older boy did the same.

"Okay lads, looks like Isaac's ready to go first!" Liam called out, drawing
attention to the Year 10 boy who was standing there with a proud
erection. "And..." he blew a whistle.

Isaac took off down the course, reaching down to play with himself as he
ran between obstacles to maintain the erection, rather than prolonging his
suffering by having to stop and play if it went down.

The course was made up of eleven obstacles, all set in a large field of mud
that somehow still managed to be wet even in the height of summer. Rumour
had it that the staff watered the course in order to keep it as muddy and
difficult as possible. Liam was caked in dirt before even reaching the end
of the second obstacle, mud flicking in every direction as he ran.

As the others watched, they stood playing with themselves, most of them
hard quite quickly without once the attention of the crowd was off of
them. They quickly decided a running order between them, with Kai ready to
go second, Elijah third, Rob fourth and Travis going last. Isaac was soon
back, playfully slapping his muddy cock into Kai's hand. He stroked it
rapidly with the crowd cheering on excitedly.

"Fuck!" Isaac yelled out, clearly for the entertainment of the crowd, as he
shot his load over Kai who immediately took off down the course.

Kai was round quickly, not really struggling with the course as it was one
of the activities he liked doing quite often as part of his own
training. He was soon back to the start with his dick in Elijah's hand,
glad that the mud hid his blushes as the crowd continued their uproar.

A few minutes after that and Elijah, covered in Kai's cum, had run the
course and was back to the nervous-looking Rob. He took hold of the
fourteen-year-old's dick and pumped away for barely more than a few seconds
before he ejaculated. Rob stared at him in shock over the speed of the
release.

"What? This was weirdly hot!" Elijah giggled as Rob turned and took off
down the course.

Rob quickly jumped onto the first obstacle, the wall, pulling himself up
and over it, regretting the direction he had chosen to face as it put his
butt completely on show to the nearby crowd, his hole exposed as he
straddled the wall on the way over. Not thinking, he did it the same way
round on the second wall too, giving them another look at his butt. Just as
he had seen the others do, he grabbed his dick and stroked it as he
ran. Embarrassing as it was to be exposed in front of so many other
students, he couldn't help thinking that it was actually kind of fun. Not
in a sexual way, but just in the way he knew he was contributing to the
excitement and camaraderie of both his team and the older ones.

"COME ON ROB!" Josh screamed out over the din of the crowd.

As he stepped side to side through the stutter-step tyres, he giggled at
his dick flopping side-to-side. Next came the tunnel crawl and his first
proper dip into the mud that had already covered his feet and shins. He
flopped down onto his knees and crawled through the tunnel, for once happy
of his diminutive stature compared to the other captains. As he got through
to the other side and stood up, he felt mud squelch on his cock as he
grasped it to ensure it remained fully firm, although he could feel it
softening a little, if only from the cold.

Within moments he was over the log climb, and then the hill run before
moving onto the zig-zagged line of three balance beams. He wobbled his way
over, even daring to reach down and play with himself a little as he headed
along them, much to the delight of the crowd who continued to cheer out in
amusement and support. Next came the cargo net, which he struggled to climb
a little, but the cheering from the crowd and the other team captains
spurred him on as he made it to the top, before tumbling down the other
side.

There was pool of water beneath the next obstacle that looked even colder
than the mud, with monkey bars over the top. Rob grabbed hold and began
swinging across, but the mud on his hands soon got the better of him and a
bar slipped from his grasp. He splashed down into the muddy water and
immediately jumped back up to the sound of uproarious laughter. "FUCK
THAT'S COLD!" he screamed out as he forced himself to continue moving.

By the time he waded across to the other side and climbed out, his cock had
gone down completely. With a moan of frustration, he stood and pumped away
at his dick again, painfully conscious that he was naked, wet and being
watched by fifty other students as he masturbated. Despite the
embarrassment and the cold, he managed to get his dick up thanks to a
playful tweak on his sensitive nipples. It wasn't fully hard, but would
likely considered to be an acceptable level of hardness for the
challenge. He blushed a little as he realised his dick was probably small
enough that in the low light, and from so far away, most guys in the crowd
couldn't really see it anyway.

He vaulted and ducked his way through the over-unders, his cock making a
wet slapping sound as it hit his stomach and legs. The water from the
monkey bars had washed off some of the mud, but he was once again caked in
it as he ducked under the lower sections, only getting worse as he reached
the penultimate obstacle, the low crawl. Scurrying his way under the wet,
muddy net, he emerged filthy and cold, but still holding his dick. The
final obstacle was the rope swing, with another large pool of muddy water
beneath. He ran, took a leap and grabbed the rope, swinging across and just
making it onto the ledge, earning another yell of support from Josh.

He staggered along to the others who were cheering wildly. As Travis took
hold of his cock, Rob began shivering. While the older student's hand felt
good on his dick, if only for the warmth, he could feel his dick
softening. He looked round nervously to the other captain and the crowd
beyond and sniffed, "I don't think I can cum!"

"Don't worry, if anyone asks, you did. They can't see really see. That
okay, guys?" Travis said as he looked to the others. They immediately burst
into the same cheers they had let out for all the previous orgasm. Travis
grinned as he let go of Rob and dashed off down the course.

Isaac immediately grabbed Rob as he stood shivering, holding him from
behind. "Nearly done mate, then it's shower time!"

"Thank fuck," Rob muttered as he watched Travis speed round the course,
huddling closer to Isaac.

Travis was round just short of the course's record time, though nobody was
actually timing it and he was the record holder anyway. The cheering crowd
surged in as Travis finished, congratulating the five naked captains and
playfully mocking their muddy nakedness.

After making their way through the cheering hoard, using their muddiness as
a threat to clear a path, the boys headed inside. "Oh my god, I have NEVER
looked forward to a shower so much in my life!" Isaac declared, getting a
shivery agreement from the others.

"Hey," Travis said softly as he placed an arm around Rob. "As neither of us
got to cum out there, whadda you say you join me and we catch up with the
others? My way of saying congratulations for a job well done today!"

"Sure!" Rob grinned happily, slightly starstruck. Though Travis was very
down-to-earth and approachable, he was still the `captain of captains', as
well as a notorious desirable sexual partner amongst the rest of the
student body. Rob had played with him occasionally during their less formal
rugby captain `meetings', but getting him one-on-one was rare.

As Rob followed Travis into a shower cubicle, he couldn't help but smile at
the sight of Kai and Elijah heading into one cubicle together as Liam, who
had decided to follow them despite not being muddy, vanished with Isaac
into another.

Travis turned on the shower and let out a happy groan as he felt the warm
water cascade down him. "C'mere," he said, grabbing Rob and pulling him
close so their fronts were mashed together as they collectively enjoyed the
heat.

"Ugh, that's so good," Rob moaned, closing his eyes as he let his cheek
rest against Travis' muddy chest.

They stood like that for a few moments, warming up before they parted a
little and helped each other wash the rest of the mud off of them. By the
time they were both clean and warmed up, Rob was sporting an
erection. Having his hands all over the naked eighteen-year-old, while
feeling the same in return soon rekindled the arousal he had felt before it
was killed off by the cold and embarrassment,.

"Want me to suck?" Travis asked with a smile, playfully teasing the boy's
erection.

Rob simply nodded emphatically.

"Rob," Travis said as he dropped to his knees, now virtually the same
height as the boy. Before leaning down further to start sucking, he looked
thoughtful for a moment. "Today... leading your team, winning the match,
taking part in the obstacle course. That was all awesome. But you know what
really impressed me?"

Rob shook his head as he shrugged, already beaming at the compliments.

Travis smiled and explained, "Yesterday, when we were hanging out with the
Fothergill captains, you coulda had any of those guys, and I KNOW you were
eyeing a few of them up, but... I know what you did! You saw that scared
kid and took the chance to help him feel a bit less scared. I just wanted
to say... I'm so stupidly proud of you! Ya did good, Rob!"

"Thanks Travis," Rob blushed, grinning broadly.

"You're welcome. Keep up the good work!" Travis smiled back at him.

As Rob nodded, the older boy dropped further and took Rob's dick into his
mouth. He shuddered with pleasure at the feeling of the mouth engulfing his
small erection. Travis was clearly an excellent cocksucker. As he stood
letting the young man work, he let his hands rest onto Travis' muscular
shoulders, massaging them gently, as much for the older captain's pleasure
as his own. He shifted his leg a little too, allowing his foot to caress
Travis' semi-hard dick, smiling to himself as he felt it stiffen.

"Travis, I'm gonna cum," Rob warned, beginning to fuck the older student's
face a little.

Travis seemed okay with swallowing, his large hands grasping tightly onto
Rob's sides, hold him as he spurted his load into the expert mouth. Rob
felt his knees go a little weak, glad of the hands holding him up to keep
him upright.

When Travis stood, he smiled at the younger boy and as he dropped to his
knees began to say, "You don't have to..." but as he felt Rob's mouth close
around his girthy tool, he chuckled and said, "So I guess you want to. That
works for me!"

Rob's mouth was stretched fully open to accommodate the big dick, though he
was a long way from being able to take in the full length of it too. He did
his best to pleasure the few inches he could take, lashing at it with his
tongue. He used one hand to massage the base of the shaft while the other
caressed the heavy balls hanging beneath.

Rob pulled off momentarily and looked up at the huge figure as he said, "No
need to warn me. I swallow!"

Travis laughed at the cute comment as he felt the mouth wrap around his
dick once more. A few minutes of eager sucking later and, as requested, he
gave no warning, he just shot his load into the boy's mouth, letting him
continue lapping at the head until it finally got too much and he had to
pull off.

Rob stood, playfully licking his lips before wiping his mouth with the back
of his hand. "If that's what I get for one win, I can't wait to see what
you give me for winning the title!" he chuckled. Travis just laughed as he
held Rob casually.

-----------------------------------

Stay tuned, new chapters coming every Friday.

Also, if you wish to support me via patreon where I share behind-the-scenes
information, updates on works in progress and share exclusive stories,
please visit https://www.patreon.com/matterotica

For my other stories, please see links below:



The Benny Saga (in reading order)
--------------

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

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

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


The Kingswood Saga
------------------

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

Half-Term at Kingswood – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/


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/


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