Date: Tue, 25 Jul 2023 09:46:00 +0700 From: Andrew Passey Subject: Shipperton Rules Part Seventeen (Young Friends) The problem with Nick's plan was while it meant he didn't have to get fucked by Paul as much he still did have to get fucked. Harry was more than happy to partake on Sunday evening and Arun acted as if all his christmasses had come at once when he found out on Monday afternoon. "You're serious?!?" He asked Nick excitedly. "Yeah I am. Paul has outflanked me basically. He knows all the rules it seems which I guess is thanks to Christian. Today it's either be fucked by you or fucked by him." Paul had knocked Sunday evening to be rebuffed as Nick had already been fucked three times and Nick had told him he was booked up every day. He could see Paul looked really annoyed and that made him feel better about the whole thing. However it still did mean he was going to be fucked by Arun. It always felt weird and being with a good mate made it even weirder. The dynamic would subtly shift. Nick wondered if every time a friend who fucked him saw him afterwards they'd just think of how tight his arse was and how good fucking him was? Who was he kidding, of course they thought that. Horny teenage boys have a one track mind after all. "Wow, I've never fucked anyone before! What's it like!?" Arun asked Nick, the excitement still evident in his voice. "Well I wouldn't know, I'm only on the receiving end and that's all thanks to being chosen. No offence but being fucked by boys isn't something I'd be doing if it wasn't for the stupid rules." "Oh...sorry, you're making me feel a bit bad about it." Nick sighed, this was one of the things that annoyed him about the whole situation he was in. Not only did he have to get fucked by boys, he also had to massage their egos and make them think he didn't completely hate it. While in reality he knew he quite enjoyed it when it was Ken but that was different. He hated it from Paul, Nathan was nice enough and Harry was fine too. It would be fine with Arun but still, it wasn't something he felt he was doing out of his own free will. "Fuuuuuuccck.....so tight and warm! Why didn't anyone tell me how tight and warm it would be?!" Arun said loudly as he pushed his lubed up hard dick inside Nick a few minutes later. "Um...I guess I don't know but all the boys who fucked me do make a big deal of that." "It was actually a rhetorical question Nick! But thanks anyway...and now....I am....going ...to fuck you....like my....life....depends.....on it!" Arun said as he started to thrust in and out. Nick felt the usual discomfort but to his relief it was all over very quickly as Arun came almost instantly. "Fuck! That was amazing but over too soon...I don't suppose I can do it again?!" he asked optimistically. "Next Monday you can but not today, I'm maxed out already," Nick replied thankful that limits were set by the rules otherwise he could imagine some boys would just want to keep going and going. The tricky thing was that Arun was technically doing him a favour but it didn't really feel like it to Nick. After all he was the one getting fucked. Still, it was worth it to stop Paul fucking him so much. It just didn't really feel much like a positive at times. "So.....how's it all going?" Michael Hurley asked his son later that evening. Michael had tried to stay out all of what his son was having to do as much as possible. Not only did he know it would be mortifying for Nick to discuss with him, he also knew that the Shipperton's had things under control. He suspected Nick felt more comfortable when Ken was around to support him. "It is what it is Dad, let's just talk about something else," Nick replied with a big sigh. What was the point of discussing it? It wouldn't change anything. "Fair enough Nick, just remember I'm here if you need anything." "I know, actually I'll need more lube before long. But aside from that, well it's sort of under control. I'll let you know if it's not." Both Michael and Nick were relieved the conversation didn't go on any further. Nick didn't want to discuss what he was having to do and Michael didn't really want to have to confront his guilt at what his son was going through head on. Across town Christian was complaining to Toby about the situation that had developed. Both boys were naked and Toby was hoping Christian would finish his whinge soon so they could get it all over with and he could spend the rest of the evening on his own. "I just can't fucking believe Nick has made it so Paul only fucks him once a week...unless you dont fuck him tomorrow and Paul does instead, which would still only mean it's twice a week. I want Nick to fucking suffer it every day!" Toby pretended to think hard about what Christian had said but there wasn't any way in hell he was giving up the chance to fuck Nick. He also didn't want to put all his eggs in the same basket. For now his interests were aligned with Christian's but Christian was getting a bit out of control. Letting his heart, or maybe his dick rule his head. He still wanted to have some skin in the game with Nick in case he ever needed leverage. "Of course I'd be happy to do that and it's totally up to you but surely it makes more sense for your grand plan for me to be close to Nick? For him to trust me? If I back off now he'll guess there might be more behind it. The day might come when you need me to be there to have a word in his ear. If you want to take him down you'll need to know if he is suspicious or has worked out that you're working against him." Christian reached for the lube and greased up his hard dick, "Hmm you might be right, now get bent over that chair,:" he said. Barely fifteen seconds later he was pushing his dick inside Toby and all thoughts of Nick were gone for now. For Toby though, he just wanted it to all be over. This deal he'd done with Christian was something he hated. A Faustian pact that he'd felt he had no choice in and the glimmer of light that it might end soon was sometimes all he could focus on. If ending it involved helping Christian take down Nick then so be it. It wasn't anything personal, he liked Nick, but he had to look out for number one. For most boys and indeed girls, the end of the school week was something to relish. The weekend was here and you could relax, hang out with friends and not have to worry about anything apart from perhaps a bit of homework. While that might have been the reality for almost everyone else at his school, for Nick the end of the school week was tinged with dread. When the bell rang and kids filed out home he would go home along with Ken who would fuck him twice which he didn't mind about. But what came afterwards was what he really dreaded. His now only weekly fuck by Paul. It was going to be the first one since he'd done the deals last weekend and he knew Paul was angry about it. No doubt Christian was stirring it all up as well. Not for the first time Nick sighed bitterly wondering how his life had turned out like this. Then he did a mental shrug, he knew exactly why it had. Shipperton, it's stupid fucking rules and a whole load of bad luck. Maybe this next fucking by Paul wouldn't be as bad as he feared. Maybe he'd be gentle this time? Maybe he had a hidden nice side that he was going to show? Any thoughts Nick might have had earlier that Paul would be gentle were soon gone as tears flowed down his cheeks. It was so painful yet again. Paul was thrusting away and Nick couldn't help but let the odd squeal or grunt of pain out however much he didn't want to let Paul have the satisfaction of knowing how much it hurt. For Paul, he was enjoying every minute. Fucking Nick was even better this time around, still tight and warm and the added bonus of knowing how much Nick hated it and how much pain he was in. Paul stopped his thrusting briefly, giving Nick false hope. "Oh don't worry, I'm not done yet. Just catching my breath. I wanked off in the school toilets before I came over here so I should be able to last extra long this time. When I'm done you won't be able to sit down for a week!" he said smugly. "Fuck off, you aren't allowed to hurt me!" Nick protested but he knew Paul wasn't breaking any rules. It was just the size of him that was the problem. "Don't pretend you don't love being fucked by a real man's cock, not like those little boys you have the rest of the time! I bet you wank off at the thought of me inside you!" Nick bit his lip. What was the point of a retort? it would only wind Paul up and he might take even longer. Nick decided to just keep quiet and let Paul do what he wanted. Eventually it would all be over, at least until next week anyway. This was his life now and no matter how much he wanted it to, he knew it wasn't changing any time soon.