A Kingswood Family Christmas

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A Kingswood Family Christmas

Chapter 4

Sunday 25 December 2022

"IT'S CHRISTMAAAAAAS!" Aidan and Cian both yelled out as they charged into the dorm.

They were met with a mixture of surprised yelps and annoyed groans. "It's 5am!" "Too early!" "Someone hit their snooze button!" "Smiths, control your young ones!"

Ignoring the complaints of the fifteen boys spread out around the room, Aidan launched himself towards Nicky, who was tangled up with David and Mark on one bed, while Cian headed for Chris and Finn, who were together on one side of the double bed Chris usually shared with Danny. Both were yelling excitedly and incoherently about the day ahead.

Danny smirked as he heard an annoyed grunt from the floor beside him where Dom was lying, but his attention was drawn more-so to the body tightly clamped against him. It took a moment to come to his senses and realise who it was, but the mess of dark ginger hair was a dead giveaway. "Merry Christmas," he whispered quietly to Mikey as attempts were made to silence the twins. As Mikey just let out a gentle whimper, Danny nuzzled his cheek against the top of Mikey's head and asked, "You okay?"

"I don't wanna do today," Mikey mumbled back.

"Hey, talk to me," Danny urged him softly.

Without looking up at Danny, Mikey said quietly, "I'm gonna be with my family and that always makes me lose it and I don't wanna lose it today cos today's a really special day for Josh and for the kids and for everyone and I don't wanna ruin it!"

"Don't worry, that's my job," Danny mumbled.

"Hmm?" Mikey grunted curiously.

Danny sighed softly and raised a hand to run through Mikey's hair. "Forget it. Look, you know you've got Nicky looking out for you if you get worked up," he started, then paused as he felt a little guilty. Thinking back to the previous day, he went on, "And I know I was a bit rough on you yesterday..."

Mikey's head popped up as he interjected, "No, it helped!" As Danny frowned at him, he explained, "I don't like fighting, but... it helps clear my head. I used to do it with Josh before he got sick!"

"Well if you need me to kick your arse today to keep your head clear, I'd be happy to," Danny said with a grin.

Mikey finally smiled a little as he said timidly, "Thanks." As the noise was slowly building around them, he sighed and said, "I don't like losing control but my parents are just... horrible and I can't help it!"

Danny nodded back silently. He had known for years that Mikey hated his parents, and from what Mikey told him, the feeling was mutual, so seeing them the previous evening had been a strange experience, mostly because they seemed... nice!? It had made Danny a little uncomfortable. He had known nice people before who were simply adept at putting on a show in public, only revealing their true selves in private, where nobody else could see.

"I know they get to you," Danny eventually said, trying to acknowledge Mikey's feelings without imposing his own, "But I know you're a little cunt too!" Mikey smiled at the compliment, so Danny went on, "You know me and Nicky and Chris probably about as well as you know yourself, so... if they start getting to you and we're not around to help you vent, then just... think what one of us would tell you to do. You've totally got this. I promise!"

Mikey smiled again before letting his head rest on Danny's chest, gripping onto him tightly as he said, "Thanks Danny. You're the best. I'm sorry you've been so sad lately!"

Danny was a little taken aback by the comment. It seemed more and more people were starting to pick up on his slowly worsening mood. He knew it probably should have felt comforting to be so seen, but all it really did was add more pressure to him to fix himself. "Well I'm not being sad today!" he stated confidently, "No matter what it takes!". As it earned a smile back from Mikey, Danny quickly glanced around the room and spotted Nicky watching them, a questioning look on his face. Danny nodded back at him and gave a discrete thumbs up to let him know Mikey was okay.

As it became increasingly clear that the twins were not going to allow any further delays to getting the day started, some of the boys started to head out of the dorm. Finn had tried dragging the twins out, which they had resisted until he advised them that the sooner they got showered and dressed, the sooner the day could start. The twins had them promptly dragged Finn out of the room!

Once it was back down to just the four boys who resided in the room, plus their four neighbours, a sense of peace returned. It took barely moments before Mikey asked, "So is it story time?"

Chris smiled at the eagerness Mikey and the others showed to hear more of his story. As they got comfortable, he explained, "Probably no tears today... well, mostly. Some of you don't exactly have... umm... the best fate in this one!"

"Who's it for? Who's it for?" Josh demanded eagerly.

"Today's Danny's day," Chris said, flashing a smile at his boyfriend, "And it's another one set in the present... sort of. I guess it's, like... an alternate reality. A bit of a `what if' story!"

"What if cows could fly?" Josh immediately blurted out.

"What if orgasms lasted an hour?" Mikey called out excitedly.

"What if we'd been in the Home Building when the explosion happened?" David suggested, but cringed as everyone stared and asked, "Sorry, bit too dark?"

"Just a bit!" Chris said, shaking his head. "It's actually... what if Danny had been in a different dorm?" he explained, getting a slightly surprised look from most of the others, "So here we go, I'm proud to present..."

A Chris-mas Carol Part 4 – I Think I Felt Something

Sunday 25 December 2022

As Christmas mornings went, today had not exactly been a great one Daniel Davies (or just `Dan' as he was known to his few friends). Ever since he started at Kingswood, his Christmas breaks had always been spent at home with his parents and his sister, but this year they had gone away and he had asked not to go with them. He had regretted the decision as soon as he made it, but he wasn't ever going to tell them that. The longer he spent at Kingswood, the more detached he felt from them anyway, staying at the school over the break just felt like a natural extension of that.

As was tradition for the boys staying at school during one of the breaks, they had all been piled into a single dormitory. He wished they had chosen dorm 1.04. That had been his dorm when he was in Year 7. Instead, they had chosen dorm 1.01, the cursed dorm! They called it that because of all the terrible things that had happened to its previous occupants.

The boys of dorm 1.01 had been a strange bunch. While Dan had become close to the boys of his own dorm, particularly his best friend Kyle, the boys of 1.01 had never quite bonded that way, the group never quite seeming anything more than a group of boys who happened to sleep in the same room. The `curse' really started in their second term, when one of the boys had taken his own life. The incident had shaken the whole school, but the dorm 1.01 boys had taken it the hardest.

Rob, the best friend of the boy who passed away, had never been able to recover from the loss of his friend and by the end of Year 7 had left the school entirely. Another of the boys, a boy the rest of the Year group had already avoided called Mike had gone from slightly problematic' to unacceptably aggressive and violent' as the months passed. Shortly into Year 8, he had been expelled. By the end of Year 8, two of the boys, James and David, had ended up being skipped forward to Year 10.

The remainder of the dorm's original occupants mostly kept a low profile, not mixing with the rest of the Year group, who seemed happy to reciprocate. The problem now was that one of the boys had also ended up staying at the school for the Christmas break - Christopher Smith. Dan really didn't know the other Year 10 boy, after all, they had no real shared interests. Dan's focus was on football and an array of other sports, while Christopher was more into music and drama, not stuff Dan had any inclination to get involved with.

So far, Christmas morning had been dull, with the dorm depressingly quiet as its occupants moped around, either missing their families or just being generally gloomy about being stuck at school. The teachers on duty had tried their best to make it a cheerful morning, but it had all been so forced and fake that all it did was push Dan into a deeper depression for the rest of the day.

"You guys having fun?" Dan asked as he chatted to Kyle on a video call.

"SO much fun!" Kyle said happily. A moment later, another face appeared on screen, leaning in to plant a kiss on Kyle's cheek.

"Eww!" Dan recoiled at the display of affection as Adrian kissed his boyfriend, "I don't need to see stuff like that!"

"Ugh, you're such a prude!" Adrian said, shaking his head at the phone. "You may want to look away!" he added as he leaned into start making out with Kyle properly.

"Yeah, I'm going," Dan huffed as he went to hang up.

"Okay, Merry Chris..." Kyle started, but was cut off by the end of the call.

"Ugh, couples," Dan muttered as he tossed his phone onto the seat beside him.

"Totally!" a voice agreed from behind him.

"Oh!" Dan yelped as he looked round to see Christopher sitting across the room. "I... umm... when did you come in?" he asked awkwardly. That question alone probably constituted the most Dan had ever said to the other boy.

"Not long ago," Christopher replied with a shrug. "Sorry, d'you... need the room?" he asked as he got up to leave.

"No," Dan replied casually, then looked round and said, "Common Room, anyone can be here!"

"Okay," Christopher replied, staring back awkwardly for a moment. "Kinda sucks being stuck here, right?" he said with a slight frown.

Dan nodded a little as he replied, "Yeah, just a bit!"

"Sucks even more seeing everyone else having fun when you're not," Christopher replied.

Dan wasn't sure whether it was a statement or a question, so he just nodded back.

"Especially couples!" Christopher said with a slight scowl.

Dan rolled his eyes and nodded. "Tell me about it. And it doesn't help that, like... EVERYONE's in a freakin' relationship!" he huffed moodily.

"I know, right!" Christopher said, nodding emphatically as he jumped up and started towards Dan. "They're all like... oh, look at us, look how happy we are, watch me try to suck his face off!" he said mockingly.

Dan snorted with laughter, then blushed at the noise.

Christopher smirked but shrugged as he jumped over the back of the sofa. "Chill, it's fine. I snort sometimes too," he said with a nod.

"I didn't even think you one-oh-ones even knew HOW to laugh!" Dan stated, shaking his head.

"Wow, three years on and you lot are still calling us one-oh-ones!" Christopher said, shaking his head. "And we know how to laugh, we just... don't have reason to do it that often," he added a little sadly.

Dan felt bad for bringing the other boy down, so he quickly backtracked and said, "You're right about the face sucking though. I can barely remember the last time I walked down a hallway in this place without someone lingering around with their tongue down somebody's throat!"

"It's sickening!" Christopher stated.

"Nauseating!" Dan added.

"Repulsive!" Christopher went on.

"Inappropriate!" Dan nodded.

Christopher paused a little and continued... "Kinda... hot though!"

"Oh my god!" Dan yelped, blushing profusely as he looked away. He ventured a quick glimpse at Christopher and said, "Yeah, I... guess it kind of is!"

"Have you... ever done that?" Christopher asked, cheeks flushing pink.

"No. I... no," Dan said a little awkwardly. "Why... would I want to? It's... I dunno, just... why would you want anyone right in your face like that?"

Christopher suddenly leaned in so their noses were almost touching. "You mean you don't enjoy this?" he asked, grinning cheesily.

"Wow, you have really green eyes!" Dan gasped, then blushed and said, "I mean..." he paused to shove Christopher and said, "No, that's... that's annoying. Don't do that!"

"Yours are really blue. They're so pretty!" Christopher said, eyes still fixed on Dan's despite being shoved away.

"Pretty? I'm not... pretty. GIRLS are pretty!" Dan scoffed.

"Boys can be pretty too," Chris said, before his smile dropped and he mumbled, "Mike used to say you were the cutest guy in the Year! Y'know, when he wasn't punching people in the face!"

Dan chuckled a little awkwardly and said, "I always thought that was you!"

Christopher's smile returned. "Wow, first conversation we've ever had in over three years and you're hitting on me. You really don't waste time, do you!" Christopher teased.

"I'm not hitting on you," Dan said, getting visibly flustered. "You just said... well you said and... and... I just... said stuff back!" As Christopher smirked in silence, Dan frowned a little and asked, "If Mike thought I was... y'know... the cutest, did you agree with him?"

"Well back when Mike was around, I thought you were the hottest guy I'd ever seen," Christopher said with a casual shrug.

"Wow," Dan blushed. "I guess... two years can... can change an opinion, right!"

"Yeah, now I think you've got even hotter!" Christopher said, visibly anxious as he confessed it.

"Now you're just being silly," Dan said, staring down at his hands awkwardly.

"No. Just honest!" Christopher said as he cautiously slid his hand along the sofa towards Dan.

Dan looked down at the hand, up at Christopher's face, then back at the hand. Shakily, he reached out his own hand so that their fingers barely touched.

"I think I felt something!" Chris stated, wide-eyed.

"Yeah, me too!" Dan said, his cheeks now bright crimson.

"Oh, no," Christopher said, shaking his head. "I meant..." he paused to lean to the side and reach beneath his butt, then pulled out Dan's phone, "... I meant I felt this. I think you got a message!"

"Oh, yeah... me too! Totally what I meant!" Dan said, suddenly wishing the roof would collapse on him and spare him from his embarrassment. He took the phone, opened up the message and immediately rolled his eyes. "Dicks!" he muttered. As he got a curious look from Christopher, he turned the phone to show a picture of Kyle and Adrian kissing.

"Is that... a suggestion?" Christopher asked with a broad smile.

"It... it's... it's not NOT a suggestion!" Dan gulped anxiously.

Christopher leaned in again so their faces were close and asked, "Shall we?"

"Okay," Dan whispered.

They both edged forwards until their lips met and their eyes closed. They held it for a few moments before both opening their eyes, still together. Smiling without parting, they closed their eyes again and allowed their mouths to open slightly as they continued to kiss. When they finally parted, they gave each other repeated furtive glances as they pulled back.

"I think I felt something!" Christopher said softly. As Dan looked down at his phone, he felt Christopher's hand grasp his chin and tilt his head back up, emerald-green eyes meeting baby-blue. "I didn't mean the phone this time!" he whispered.

"Aww," Josh said as the story ended. "That was really sweet," he said with a fond smile. He frowned a little as he added, "Admittedly I was kinda dead in it, but it was still sweet!"

The comment earned a wave of laughs from around the room.

"And Rob totally fell apart without me," Josh added. "Accurate!"

Rob rolled his eyes as there were more laughs.

"I thought calling him Dan was a nice touch," David added thoughtfully.

"Yeah, I guess I AM only called `Danny' cos of you," Danny said as he put an arm around Chris and squeezed him a little.

"I think it's right though. The two of you... it was always gonna happen!" Nicky said with a thoughtful nod, "In any universe!"

"Totally!" "Right!" "Surprised it didn't happen sooner!" the boys around the room agreed.

"Yeah, I think it was!" Danny said happily as he leaned in to start kissing Chris.

"To quote Dan from the story... Ugh, couples!" Mikey scoffed as he stood up. "I'm going to shower! Anyone else coming?"

"Coming or cumming?" Danny asked as he suddenly pulled away from Chris, giving a wanking gesture with the second one.

"Both!" Mikey grinned.

"I'm in!" Danny said as he jumped up.

"Me too!" Chris said, hurrying after them.

There was a sudden flurry of movement as most of the boys in the dorm followed. Eventually only Josh and Mark were left.

"Not going?" Mark asked, nodding in the direction of the mass exodus.

Josh shook his head as he said, "I need to go for my morning check-up, but you go join `em if you like!"

Mark shook his head too as he shuffled off the bed and moved towards Josh. "Nah. Group stuff's fun, like, now and then but... I dunno, sometimes I think maybe I'm more of a... one-person kinda guy. Is that... weird?"

"It's not weird, it's what you like, and that's always okay!" Josh reassured him, offering a sweet smile.

Mark smiled back and offered an arm to help Josh up as he said, "I'll walk you to your appointment!"

Josh almost replied to tell him he didn't need to, purely by reflex, but as he felt Mark's strong arm slip around him, he blushed a little, nodded and said, "Thanks, I'd like that!"

After a loud and excitable breakfast, the various families had split off to have some family time in separate areas of the building. Eoin, Bobby, Dom and Mark had all been invited along to join Josh and the other Sons of Kingswood so nobody was left out. Once family time was over, everyone came together once again as gifts were exchanged and the building was filled with festive chaos (which is basically regular Kingswood chaos, but with Christmas songs playing in the background!)

Having endured time with his family, and the inevitable teasing about the situation they had found him in the previous day, Danny had found himself starting to get a little annoyed. Determined to make good on his earlier comment to Mikey, that he would not be sad today, he had taken steps early in the day to ensure his cheerfulness. Although it seemed to be working so far, Danny had found himself a little more... rambunctious than normal. He could feel his horniness growing and with most of his friends occupied, his attention turned to the man standing across the room, texting on his phone.

Danny was almost shaking as he approached Mr Rudd from behind and growled, "I wanna fuck you!"

Mr Rudd jumped a little at the unexpected noise, then promptly scowled as the actual comment registered in his mind. Though they were separated from other people enough to not be overheard, he was still understandably anxious about anyone picking up on it. "Danny! That's... that's not... we can't talk about that here!" he said, slipping his phone into his pocket.

Danny smirked at the man and said in a low rumble, "Do I look like I want to talk?"

"Danny. No!" Mr Rudd said firmly.

"Aww come on, you're no fun!" Danny said, rolling his eyes dramatically.

Mr Rudd frowned at the boy and started, "Look, Danny, if you're having issues and need to..."

"Ugh, I don't need to talk, I'm having fun today! You're getting really fucking boring!" Danny said, shaking his head as he walked away. Even without looking back, he could tell Mr Rudd was glaring but he didn't care, not today.

Just as Danny was starting to look for someone else to hit up, he felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Fine, sorry I..." he huffed as he turned, but stopped mid-sentence as he saw Mikey standing there rather than Mr Rudd. "Oh, hey, whassup?" he asked with a flirty grin.

"Them!" Mikey growled as he gestured over to where his parents were sat talking to Chris' parents as the five younger children played excitedly around them with new toys they had unwrapped earlier.

Danny didn't need Mikey to say anymore. Curious as he was about what the happy-looking family might have done to piss Mikey off, it didn't really matter. This was an opportunity! "Hey, wanna fuck me?" he asked bluntly.

"No!" Mikey scowled, "I'm too... pissed for that!"

"Oh," Danny pouted, annoyed at being shot down again, especially as he knew he couldn't leave Mikey alone after their talk earlier about supporting him. As he glanced round, his eyes suddenly widened as he set his eyes on someone else and an idea came to him. "In that case, how about helping me out with something?" he suggested, knowing that keeping Mikey busy was a good way to keep him from flipping out.

Mikey shrugged moodily and said, "Sure, whadda you need?"

"An alibi!" Danny said with a wicked grin.

"Nicky, look look look," Aidan called out excitedly, eager to get the older boy's attention.

"No, he's playing with me!" Cian pouted, swatting his twin away.

"No. It's my turn!" Aidan pouted.

"Actually, it's my turn," Edward said, stepping in to stop the two boys from squabbling. The young assistant gave the boys a disapproving look as they both groaned, which quickly stopped as he added, "Your mum wants you both for a minute. You've got to call your Great Aunt to wish her a happy Christmas!"

Both boys huffed as Edward dragged them away, leaving an amused but exhausted-looking Nicky standing slightly bewildered.

"Well, those two are certainly lively," Mr Jones said, patting his son on the back as he walked past. He handed a drink to his wife and sat down beside her.

"Yeah, Chris and Danny always said they were a handful... but oof!" Nicky sniggered, shaking his head in bemusement as he flopped into a seat facing his parents.

"Looks like they've really taken a shine to you," Mrs Jones said with a sweet smile.

Nicky inhaled deeply, then nodded thoughtfully.

"I heard the loud one call you his twin," Mr Jones said, raising his eyebrow.

Nicky blushed slightly, not at the affectionate moniker, but simply because of the subject it brought up with his parents. "Aren't they both loud?" he asked, in a painfully obvious attempt to deflect. Seeing the incredulous look on both his mum and dad's faces, he mumbled, "They, umm... there was this thing and they... heard about Matt and... said this daft thing about me being their twin while they're here!"

The two adults exchanged brief glances before seemingly agreeing who would speak up. "It's... nice to hear you talk about him," Mrs Jones said.

Nicky looked at his mum briefly then quickly looked away as he said, "Yeah, I've been... kinda working for a while on... y'know, dealing with that stuff, but..." He trailed off, not wanting to verbalise his thought.

"But you don't like to mention him to us?" Mrs Jones suggested.

"Because you're worried it'll upset us?" Mr Jones added.

Nicky frowned, surprised they were so astute.

"It's not hard to see," Mrs Jones said softly.

"Plus Mikey just straight-out told us," Mr Jones added with a smirk, getting a chuckle from his wife.

Nicky rolled his eyes and shook his head as he looked round for his best friend, but he seemed to have vanished off somewhere. "I'll kick him later," he mumbled.

"It's okay to talk about him, Nicky," Mrs Jones said with a sincere smile, "As much as you want to. He was your brother, honey. We know how much he means to you and how much it hurts to not have him around!"

"I know, I just..." Nicky started, eyes a little watery, "You've got your own stuff to deal with. You don't need mine too!"

"That's not something you ever need to worry about," Mr Jones insisted. "It's sweet of you to try and protect us, but that's our job. You say what you need to say and do what you need to do, Nicky. Always!"

Nicky sniffed slightly and nodded. He thought for a moment as he felt both of his parents looking at him, exhaled slowly and then said, "Actually, Chris... kinda wrote something for me and... I think it might make you smile!"

Before Nicky could go into any detail, there was a sudden burst of shouts and laughter around the room. Looking round, Nicky stared in shock at the sight of Milo... completely naked, red-faced desperately trying to cover up as he tried in vain to open a door.

"MILO! WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING?" Mrs Brown bellowed at her son.

"It's not... I was just... it wasn't..." Milo stuttered awkwardly as everyone laughed at the poor naked boy.

"Robert, stop laughing and help your little brother!" Mrs Brown insisted.

Rob made no attempt to conceal his laughter as he unzipped his hoodie and took it off as he approached Milo, holding it out to try and help his younger sibling cover up.

"Milo, there are youngsters. That's so inappropriate!" Mr Brown said, looking round at some of the other parents apologetically. Some of the children were being shielded from the sight, but they all seemed to find it hilarious anyway and were in absolute fits of laughter.

"It wasn't me!" Milo called out as he tied his brother's hoodie around his waist to regain a modicum of dignity, "Danny did it!"

"Me?" Danny called out from across the room, standing alongside Mikey. "What did I do?" he asked as innocently as he could.

"Yeah, he never went near him!" Mikey insisted.

Milo stared over at Danny and Mikey in dismay and started stuttering more excuses as his mother ushered him out of the room.

"Excuse me," Nicky said to his parents, shaking his head as he got up. Walking over to Danny and Mikey who were now in hysterics at what they had seen, he stood and waited for them to stop and look at him. "Revenge for yesterday, I'm guessing?" he asked Danny with a smirk.

"Don't know what you mean, I was with Mikey the whole time!" Danny said, holding back another laugh as he casually draped an arm around Mikey's shoulders.

As Nicky looked at him, Mikey smirked and said, "Little git totally deserved it!" As Danny glared at him, he said innocently, "I mean... Danny was with me the whole time!"

"Okay, if you say so," Nicky said, shaking his head, then leaned in closer and whispered, "You'll tell me what actually happened later, right?"

"Oh, every detail!" Danny grinned, glad to have gained his revenge.

"It's been twenty-six years since I left this place," Vic said as he sat chatting to Chris and Danny, "And while some of the buildings have changed, it still feels like the same old Kingswood!"

"Is that mostly because you've already seen a naked boy?" Danny asked with a devilish grin.

Vic and Chris both snorted with laughter, though it was cut short a little by the arrival of Mikey who shoved his way in between his two friends and cuddled up against Chris.

"Don't mind him," Chris sniggered, gently stroking Mikey's hair.

"Family drama," Danny said with a slight eye roll and head shake.

"Ah, I see," Vic said, chuckling as he nodded. "So Danny, you thought any more about what we talked about back on the beach?"

"You mean your four sexy, naked boyfriends?" Danny asked with a wry grin.

"Who you TOTALLY shoulda brought with you!" Chris added, eyes flashing mischievously.

"Ha, no," Vic laughed, "The other thing. Job prospects!"

"The only jobs Danny cares about start with hand, blow or rim!" Mikey said, sniggering to himself.

"Quiet, you!" Chris growled at Mikey who was still nuzzled happily against him.

Danny sniggered at the insult, but as he saw Vic looking at him, he answered, "No, hadn't really given it any thought!"

"What was this?" Chris asked curiously.

"Oh, back on holiday, we just... talked about future job ideas!" Danny explained.

"Yeah, Danny reckons you're heading for the pop star lifestyle," Vic said jovially, "And after seeing you all perform last night, I can see it too!" As Chris grinned proudly at the compliment, Vic added, "And just think, I'll be able to say I knew him before he was famous!"

"Vic actually thought you could do well at storytelling!" Danny offered up, keen to keep the subject off himself. "Imagine that," he added with a slightly sarcastic smirk.

As Vic cocked his head curiously, Chris chuckled and smiled a little as he said, "I kinda wrote a book for Danny's birthday... just a little one!"

"And he did a Christmas one for us!" Mikey added, "With a short story for each of us but my one was definitely the best!"

"Hmm, something you've considered doing more of?" Vic asked Chris casually.

Chris shrugged as he patted Mikey's head gently, "Haven't really considered much of anything. The only thing I KNOW my future will be is happy!" He reached over Mikey to hold Danny's hand.

"Oh, puke!" Mikey said as he sat up and shook his head at the sickly-sweet moment, then frowned as he saw his youngest sister Suzie scurrying towards him.

"Mikey, come play!" she demanded, holding her hand out to him.

Mikey looked at the little girl, then back over to where his parents were sat, obviously keeping an eye on her.

As Mikey went to stand and let out a low groan, Danny also got up, keen to keep an eye on the other boy. He looked to Suzie and asked, "Can I come too?"

The little girl nodded excitedly and happily turned, taking both Mikey and Danny's hands as they headed back to her parents.

As Danny shot Chris a quick dopey smile and a nod to Vic, Chris smiled back. Once they were clear, Chris explained, "Mikey's not a big fan of his family. We... try and keep him supervised around them!"

Vic chuckled and nodded. "It's sweet to see how you all look out for each other," he said wistfully, "Really makes me miss the old place!"

"Oh sure, cos having four partners must be SO different from being here," Chris said with a cheeky grin.

"Ha. Touche!" Vic nodded. He glanced over to where Danny was now being accosted by Mikey's other two siblings, while Mikey already looked lost in an argument with his parents. "How are you finding the transition?" he asked quietly. As he got a confused look back, he elaborated, "From friends to boyfriends!"

"Oh, that!" Chris stated, pausing a moment to think. "Yeah, it's... it's great being together, but..." he paused, unsure he wanted to share more. While Vic wasn't completely new to him, he was still a relative stranger.

"Problems?" Vic asked, tilting his head sympathetically.

"Not relationship stuff, not really," Chris insisted, "But Danny's been... struggling."

"He... seems okay today," Vic said as he glanced over at Danny again.

"Yeah," Chris said, following the man's gaze to his boyfriend. He frowned a little and said suspiciously, "He does!"

Nicky stopped as he heard, "Okay, love you too, bye!" as he passed by one of the dorms. Taking a step back to look inside, he saw David and said, "Oh, hey!"

"Hi!" David said, smiling contentedly. "Taking a break from the craziness?" he asked curiously, nodding in the general direction Nicky had just come from.

"No, phone call," Nicky said, holding up his phone.

"Ah, me too," David nodded, gesturing with his own phone.

"I'm assuming that `I love you' was to James?" Nicky asked wryly.

"No," David replied, "It was someone trying to sell me life insurance, but we just REALLY hit it off!"

"Ugh, such sarcasm. I've taught you so well!" Nicky said proudly but with amusingly exaggerated emotionality as he approached David inside the empty dorm.

"Who was yours?" David asked casually. "Someone special?" he asked coyly.

"Just Gray," Nicky shrugged.

"Oh..." David asked, his slight smile turning into a huge grin as he repeated, "Someone special?"

"Don't start," Nicky said, rolling his eyes.

"I'm not starting, I just think it's... nice," David said thoughtfully.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Nicky asked, exasperated rather than annoyed.

"Just... I dunno, I love our dorm," David started, then frowned slightly and corrected himself, "Dorms, not dorm I suppose, now we're in two of `em. Anyway, I love our dorms and all the guys but it's nice seeing someone... branch out more. I know you still hang out with Angel and those guys sometimes, but... yeah, just... nice to see you getting out there a bit more!"

"Hnnh, I'd never really thought of it that way," Nicky said with a contemplative nod.

"I'm not so good at that," David said pensively. "The only person I hang out with outside the dorm used to be IN the dorm, and the only other one I ever made friends with literally changed their identity and left the county!"

Nicky snorted with laughter for a moment, then looked a little apologetic as he said, "Sorry, not laughing at you!"

"You should. That was funny," David said with a grin, then shrugged and added, "But don't worry, I'm not, like, moping. I just think about this stuff and I love seeing how far you've come!"

Nicky just cocked his head curiously at the smaller boy.

David rolled his eyes a little and said, "We're not wasting any more of Christmas Day waffling on about this stuff. Come on, we're both done talking to our boyfriends, let's go back to the others."

"Fair enough," Nicky said as he stood then quickly scowled at David who had started laughing. "We're just friends!" he insisted moodily.

"Oh, I know," David nodded, "But it's so much fun teasing you!"

"Hey, I'm bigger than you, remember!" Nicky said as he stood over David menacingly.

"You're bigger than everyone!" David replied cockily, then before Nicky could say it, quickly threw In, "And everyone's bigger than me! At least upwards, anyway!" He patted his stomach jokingly.

"Aww, I love your not-so-big-anymore squishy little belly!" Nicky said as he reached down to grasp at David's stomach.

David burst into fits of giggles as Nicky started tickling him, trying to swat him away. "No, stop it," he cackled through the tickling, trying to roll away.

Nicky knelt onto the bed to continue the teasing assault. When David started to look so red he might actually pass out, Nicky let go and grinned at him. "Hey, wanna make my birthday tradition a Christmas thing too? It IS Santa's birthday... or something!"

"Not quite right, but still more believable than zombie Jeebus!" David sniggered to himself, then looked at Nicky and grinned as he said, "I mean... if you wanna make out with me, I am absolutely NOT gonna stop you! In fact, you could..." David was silenced by Nicky's lips pressing against his own.

The two boys made out for a few moments before pulling apart, grinning.

"Hey, we could always channel our inner Danny and do more," David said with a devilish smile.

Nicky frowned a little and said, "Not everything needs to be a way to slag off Danny!"

"I... I wasn't," David said, looking slightly upset. "I just... I..."

"Sorry," Nicky apologised. "Sensitive subject. Where were we?" he asked, trying to keep things on track.

David frowned thoughtfully for a brief moment, then grinned again and said, "I believe you were sticking your tongue down my throat and I was about to play with the school's biggest dick!"

"Oh, is Mikey here?" Nicky joked.

David snorted with laughter at the playful insult, but quickly stopped as he thought about the other boy and asked, "Do you ever... notice Mikey talking to himself?"

Nicky froze slightly, then pouted a little as he considered the question and said, "How about we make the Danny and Mikey talk a subject for another day and stick to your whole `playing with my dick' thing?"

"I like this plan!" David nodded. "Oh, umm... I know me and James do anal penetration now, but..."

"Don't worry, we're not going there!" Nicky quickly interjected, resisting the urge to smirk at David's overly-formal choice of words.

"Good," David said as he reached down to grasp at Nicky's semi-hard cock, "Cos this thing is, like... the equivalent of a dozen Jameseses!"

"Jameseseses," Nicky sniggered before leaning down to start kissing David again. After a few moments, he laid down to the side of David, maintaining the kiss as he changed position. Slipping one arm around the smaller boy, he reached down with the other, letting it slide straight into his clothing and to the stiff little prick within.

David grunted happily into Nicky's mouth as he felt himself being groped. Slowly slipping into the comfortable enjoyment of his friend's touches, he almost forgot he had intended to return the favour. Letting both of his hands reach down, he fished out Nicky's stiffened cock and, without even looking, marvelled at its size. He had both hands wrapped around it and there was easily still room for another. Compared to his own average-sized appendage, it felt positively monstrous.

Exciting as it was to feel the giant cock, he couldn't help letting his mind wander onto James. His boyfriend's penis was a little larger than his own, though still smaller than most of their friends'. It really didn't matter though. He had already fallen in love with it (and it's owner, of course) but their recent foray into anal penetration' had only deepened the feeling. Even if Nicky hadn't been too absurdly large to take, David couldn't help but think he wouldn't want to. Much like Danny had once kept kissing as a just me and my boyfriend' thing when he was with Brian, David wanted to do the same with fucking. His butt belonged to James and only James.

As their lips finally parted, the two boys happily nuzzled together as they played with each other. David sighed happily, "You're such a good kisser!"

"Lots of practice," Nicky said contentedly. "I love kissing. Don't get me wrong, I love this stuff too," he said, thrusting his dick into David's hands, "But kissing... I dunno, there's just something about it!"

"It's because..." David started, then paused to gasp a little and said, "Talk after... cumming!"

Nicky chuckled as David leaned against him hard, panting as his dick throbbed out a small load. Once the orgasm started dying down, David renewed his attention to Nicky's sizeable schlong and tugged rapidly as they started making out once again. Soon enough, Nicky was spurting his own substantially heftier load. They eventually came to a stop, parting their kiss but keeping their bodies close together, both panting gently.

After a few comfortably silent moments, David rolled onto his side and said, "Kissing!" As Nicky looked at him curiously, he continued, "I think I might know why you like it. It's about height!"

"Oh god, what did I do? Did I break your brain?" Nicky asked, sitting up as he made out he was checking the other boy for damage, holding back a smirk.

"Shut up," David sniggered, swatting Nicky away. "When you're kissing someone, height doesn't matter. Your lips are just... there... together! So, short people, tall people... it doesn't matter!"

Nicky thought for a moment and nodded. "I mean... I was just gonna say it feels good and gets my dick hard, but... I like your idea too!" he chuckled.

David laughed back at him for a moment then nuzzled gently against his chest. "I'm glad we did this. Best Christmas ever!" he sighed happily.

"God, you're SO annoying! Do you have to nag me about EVERYTHING?" Mikey snapped angrily at his mum.

"Michael, don't speak to your mother like that," Mr Corbyn said, keeping his tone low to try and avoid making too much of a scene.

"I only wanted to know if you're enjoying your classes," Mrs Corbyn said softly.

"Oh, and what's THAT supposed to mean?" Mikey asked angrily.

<<She thinks you're failing!>>

"If you wanna check up on my grades then speak to a teacher, don't fucking nag ME about it!" Mikey went on.

<<She wants you to fail!>>

"You'd just love it, wouldn't you! Seeing me struggle!" Mikey snarled.

<<They want you gone. They don't even think of you as one of theirs!>>

<<They only have three kids! Three kids and one unwanted cunt! That's you, you're the cunt!>>

<<You're not even part of their REAL family!>>

"It'd be just the excuse you need to ditch me for good and enjoy your REAL family!" Mikey shouted.

"Michael, STOP IT!" Mr Corbyn barked furiously at his son. Realising he had raised his voice he quickly lowered it and said, "You're upsetting your mum and the others!" He gestured to Gareth, Melanie and Suzie who were staring round at him looking a little upset, having been sat playing with Chris and Danny before Mikey erupted.

<<Can't upset the PRECIOUS little kids!>>

<<Shout more. You have their attention!>>

<<Punch him in the dick!>>

"Ugh, whatever. I can't stay in here!" Mikey snapped angrily before running out.

<<Wow, that's embarrassing. How are you ever gonna walk back in there after THAT tantrum?>>

<<You're so lame!>>

<<They hate you and now so does everybody else, you stupid piece of shit!>>

Mikey scowled as he walked quickly along the walkway, heading for his dorm. As he rounded a corner, he stopped as he saw Nicky and David approaching.

<<Punch Nicky and kick David!>>

Mikey stopped, not wanting to get close to the two other boys.

<<No, punch David and kick Nicky in the balls!>>

"Mikey, what's up?" Nicky asked, increasing his pace as he saw his friend frozen in place.

<<Just punch them both. Punch them, kick them, headbutt them, slap, strike, swing, slide, sausage, satsuma, orange, purple purple purple purple!>>

"SHUT UP!" Mikey yelled angrily, grabbing at his head, looking dazed.

"Mikey?" Nicky said softly, recoiling a little at the shout.

<<Purple! Morada! Violette! Murasaki! Z?sè de!>>

"Just shut up. Stop... saying things!" Mikey said, looking halfway between furious and upset.

<<Tag, I'm it!>>

<<Go do it! Do the thing!>>

"Mikey, what's going on?" David asked, standing close to Nicky's side.

"None of your fucking business!" Mikey snapped as he reached out to shove David's chest.

"Hey!" Nicky yelled, reaching an arm out to the side to keep them apart.

<<Don't do that!>>

Mikey looked at Nicky and smirked. "Oh what you gonna do? Fight me? I'm surprised you haven't run away yet, you absolute pussy!"

<<No. I'm sorry!>>

Nicky recoiled a little, but stood his ground. "No, I'm not gonna fight you, but I'm not gonna let you be a little cunt to David either. Apologise. Now!" Nicky demanded.

Mikey smirked again as he looked David up and down, then said, "I'm sorry!" He paused a few moments then sniggered as he said, "Sorry you're an even bigger pussy than him!"

<<Ha. Nice!>>

<<No! Wait, don't!>>

Both David and Nicky looked hurt by the words, each taking a step back from the clearly-furious boy.

"Why don't you run back in there and snitch on me," Mikey said, gesturing back the way he had come from. "I know you're on THEIR side anyway!"

<<They are. They all like your parents! They've got `em fooled. They can't see the truth the way you can!>>

<<Please. Stop it>>

"Now move or I'll fucking move you!" Mikey snapped as he pushed his way through between Nicky and David, shoving them both out of the way before continuing on down the hallway.

"Are you okay?" David asked softly after the initial shock had died down.

"I... I should... check on him..." Nicky said shakily.

As Nicky went to step away, David grabbed his arm to pull him back. "No," he said firmly, "Check on him later. Maybe take a minute for you first!"

Nicky looked at David for a moment, then round in the direction Mikey had gone, then back to David. He pulled the shorter boy into a hug as he started to calm himself.

Persecution. Death. Destruction. Disease. Oppression. Kingswood had endured many terrible things in the ten centuries since its first incarnation, but nothing could have prepared it for the absolute horror that had now gripped it... Chris and his sister Aisling were singing a duet at karaoke night! It defied explanation. Aisling alone, perfectly adequate singer. Chris alone, voice of an angel. Yet somehow, in some way and for some unknown reason, put them together and it produced something summed up by a comment from Nicky – "This must be what pure evil sounds like!"

Christmas dinner had been loud and lovely, with wonderful food, heartwarming toasts, Christmas crackers pulled and little paper party hats worn. Mikey had (reluctantly) rejoined the group but was keeping his distance from most of his friends and family, while Milo was being kept on a short (proverbial) leash by his mother. All of that aside, it had been a fun afternoon enjoyed by all, eventually leading into the evening's plans.

Karaoke night had received a few groans when it showed up on the plan for the day's activities, but once the alcohol kicked in for the adults and the sugar rush/general excitement gripped the younger kids, everyone was soon well into the spirit of it.

There was polite applause from some as Chris and Aisling finished their song, but Chris' friends had no compunctions about holding back their actual opinions. "Dreadful!" "Horrible!" "Basically ear rape!" "I feel violated... and not in a good way!"

"I... I don't... I don't get it..." Nicky said, shaking his head, like the very foundation of his existence had been shaken. "It doesn't make sense. How can you sound THAT bad?" he asked, genuinely bewildered, "It's deliberate, right? Like... like a running gag in your family or something?"

"Mate, don't question it," Danny sniggered, casually draping himself over Nicky's shoulder as he sat looking in confusion at Chris. "It just is what it is! Just gotta learn to accept it!" he said, snorting with laughter at his own comment.

"He's not wrong," Chris said with a grin as Nicky still just looked flabbergasted. Turning his gaze to Danny, who had been inordinately cheerful all afternoon, he cocked his head and said, "Speaking of things you just gotta learn to accept... you knew this had to be coming, but I want US to get up there and..."

"Already done!" Danny interjected confidently. "We're up after them," he said, nodding to Mikey's little sister Melanie and Chris' little sister Clare who were currently on stage singing.

"You... did?" Chris replied, shocked. Back over the summer, he had only managed to get Danny on stage after a lot of nagging and a romantic serenade, and that had just been with Chris' family watching. He had expected much more of a fight this time. "What... what are we singing?" he asked, pleasantly surprised by Danny's eagerness.

"Wait and see!" Danny said happily. Sniggering at the shocked look on Chris' face, Danny spotted someone else looking his way and said, "Excuse me. I'll be back in time for our big performance!" He turned to walk away but caught his foot on Nicky's chair, staggered a little and snorted with laughter at his own clumsiness as he wandered across the room. "Hey Milo!" he said with a broad grin as he approached Rob's little brother.

"Whadda you want?" Milo asked, folding his arms as he pouted.

"I came to make peace. I'm not like your brother, I don't wait three months for that shit!" Danny said, sniggering as he saw a slight smile spread across Milo's face.

"Yeah, well..." Milo started, forcing a scowl, "You can piss off!"

"Hey, you started it!" Danny said defensively. "If you'd just let me in, neither of us woulda gone and flashed our family! Well, I probably would, knowing me, but that's not the point!" He snorted with laughter at his own self-mockery.

"What you did to me was way worse. EVERYONE saw me!" Milo pouted.

"Meh, no big deal, you looked good," Danny shrugged. "Or are you just pissed cos I lured you in there with the promise of a fuck and then you didn't get to do it?" he asked, leaning in close even though the sound of the shrieking girls drowned most noise out.

"No, I don't even WANT to do that," Milo insisted.

"Ha, you're as easy to read as Rob. You totally do!" Danny asserted.

His earlier prank had been a simple one – he had lured Milo away with some flirting, led him into a storeroom, gotten him naked and then shoved him out the door to humiliate him. He had used a quick exit through the window to return to Mikey to help cover up his involvement. As amusing as it had been, he had actually enjoyed flirting with the boy and almost regretted embarrassing him rather than just fucking him right there in the storeroom.

As he saw Milo go to argue an attempt to deny his own desire, Danny quickly added, "Look, if I come to your dorm tonight and let you fuck me, are we even?"

Milo looked at the older boy, grinning dopily at him, and asked, "What about the others?" He glanced over to where his three temporary roommates were sitting together to `enjoy' the karaoke.

"Fuck it. Let em watch, make em leave, let `em join in. That's your call... or theirs... whatever," Danny rambled playfully. "I'll be there and I'll be naked and you can fuck me or not!" Danny chuckled salaciously as he stared at Milo, then pulled away and declared, "See ya later, masturbator!" He laughed at his own comment and headed back over to Chris. "Come on, hot stuff!" he said as he reached him, grabbing his boyfriend's hand, "Let's make everyone sick with how sweet we are!"

"Well, who can say no to that," Chris laughed as he let himself get pulled towards the stage as Clare and Melanie finished their song.

"Thanks, ladies. You were fabulous!" Danny said happily to the girls as they handed him the microphones, flashing each of them a proud smile. He turned to hand one to Chris and said, "I'm Ben, you're Kelly!"

Chris frowned a little at the names as he tried to guess the song, but suddenly let out a happy gasp as he heard the opening notes of `Second Hand Heart' by Ben Haenow, featuring Kelly Clarkson.

Danny's sudden arrival on stage had drawn a lot of attention from the room. The slightly-tipsy adults had enjoyed some cheesy camp classics, and the younger kids had just enjoyed playing on stage, but the teenage members of the group (aside from Chris) had yet to really take part in the singing, so seeing Danny was a welcome change of pace.

As he reached the cue, Danny began to sing his lines, "The light of the morning finds you sleeping in my bed, And it's not like the stories, it's never like what they said. I know who you want me to be, but I'm just not there yet, Yeah, the broken road's always been home and it's so hard to forget!"

While Danny wasn't exactly an amazing singer like Chris or Nicky, he could certainly carry a tune, though most of his friends had never heard it before. Surprised by how good he sounded, they began to cheer as he went on.

"Wait for me now, Will you wait for me now? I might think too much, drink too much, stay out too late, I know I'm just a fool, but I swear I can change, I can't steal you the stars, But I can give you this second-hand heart!" Danny sang happily. He knew it was a song Chris loved, it was why he picked it, but certain lines really stuck out. He had always joked that any song about finding someone in your bed was inordinately appropriate for them, but the start of their relationship seemed to have given this particular song new meaning for them both. He frowned a little as he sang the next section, "All your friends think I'm hopeless, they don't understand, that this imperfect love can start over again, It's been broken apart, But will you still take my second-hand heart?"

Chris, who had been transfixed by Danny throughout the start of the song almost missed his cue, but happily came in on the Kelly Clarkson section. "Yeah, the light of the morning finds you sleeping in my bed, And it's not like the stories, it's never like what they said. And I know who you want me to be, but I'm just not there yet, Yeah, the broken road's always been home and it's so hard to forget!"

The two boys continued their performance, very much singing to each other despite the cheering crowd. Chris couldn't resist a little bit of vocal showing off as he harmonised with Danny. Eventually the song reached its end as they sang together, "And I'm just a fool, but I swear I can change, And I can't steal you the stars, but I can try every day, Oh, you know, you've got my second hand heart!"

As the spectators applauded and cheered, the two boys lowered their microphones and pulled each other into a kiss, turning cheers into woos and outright hollers. As they parted, Chris grinned proudly and said into the microphone, "That's my boyfriend!" It got laughs and a bit more applause as they came down off the stage and handed the microphones over to the next performers.

Chris turned to face Danny, holding his hips gently as he stared into his eyes. "That was perfect!" he said happily, "Absolutely perfect!"

"It... seemed right," Danny said, slightly melancholy. "Like it said, I'm a fool and... and all your friends think I'm hopeless but... I can change. I can be good enough for you!"

"You've always been good enough for me!" Chris said, frowning a little at Danny's obvious self-deprecation. He raised a hand to run his fingers through Danny's hair. They stared at each other for a few seconds before hugging tightly.

"Ugh," Danny grunted as he pulled away, then shook his head, grinned broadly and said, "Right, no more romantic songs. Our next one should be about butts or something!" It earned a hearty laugh from Chris.

Several minutes and a few performances later, Mr and Mrs Corbyn headed up to the stage, dragged up by their three youngest children. "Mikey, wanna join us?" Mrs Corbyn asked Mikey, who had been sitting alone for most of the night.

"God, you're SO annoying! No!" Mikey snapped angrily as he folded his arms and pouted moodily.

"Someone should talk to him," Chris said, shaking his head a little as he sat with Danny on his lap.

"You wanna try it?" Rob asked, recoiling at the mere suggestion.

"Someone needs to tell him to go fuck himself," Mark muttered angrily.

"Hey, ease up!" Nicky said defensively. "It's... not his fault!" he said awkwardly.

"Oh yeah, his mum's clearly a monster. I mean did you HEAR what she said to him," Mark said sarcastically, "Wanna join us? Wow, such a bitch!"

"Hey, I said back off, you don't know what you're talking about!" Nicky said defensively.

"I know enough!" Mark scowled.

The exchange was more than a little surprising to the others sitting awkwardly around them. Mark had become a peacekeeper in the dorm, while Nicky was renowned for being the least confrontational person ever, so seeing the two argue was a little unexpected. Thankfully, neither of them seemed interested in escalating it and instead sat quietly as the Mikey-less Corbyn family sang.

It had taken a mixture of coercion and threats to get everyone back to their dorms that evening, especially as the adults were continuing to party without them. Eventually though, everyone had been corralled back to their rooms for the night.

Things in Nicky's dorm were a little strange. Mikey remained in a foul mood and snapped at anyone who even looked his way, while Danny was being loud, overly affectionate and was all over Chris. As he laid in bed, annoyed rather than aroused by the sound of Chris fucking Danny, he reached for his phone and typed out, [U up?] and sent it to Gray.

[No. Sound asleep!] Gray replied almost immediately.

[Funny!] Nicky answered.

[Did you want something, or are you just keeping up your daily stalking quota?] Gray teased.

Despite his annoyance at his surroundings, Nicky found Gray's teasing surprisingly enjoyable, so he typed back, [The second one. I'm actually watching you right now. Nice bedroom! All those pictures of me from your stalking are a bit much though!]

[Glad you like my room but u leave the Nicky shrine out of this!!!!]

Nicky chuckled as he read the message. He wasn't sure what he wanted to say back. He didn't really even know why he had texted in the first place, but he felt a warming comfort from chatting to the other boy.

[U wanna see my room for real?] Gray sent back, followed moments later by another message stating, [I mean pictures, I'm not inviting you in. You stay outside, stalker boy!]

[Ha. Sure. Let's see it, Nicky shrine and all!] Nicky sent back jokingly.

A few moments later, several pictures came through. It was clear from the angle they had been taken from his bed, but Gray accompanied them with the message anyway that said, [Ur not worth getting out of bed for so this angle's gonna have to do!]

Nicky started looking through the pictures, zooming in to look at more detail. The room wasn't as messy as he had expected, but still looked very `lived in'. On one side of the room was a desk, while the wall behind it was literally covered with photographs, most of which Nicky couldn't quite make out, but considering Gray's love of photography it seemed likely they were all his work. Another wall was covered with posters of bands, some of which Nicky had already been introduced to by Gray, others he had never even heard of.

A couple of guitars stood propped up in one corner, one of them acting as a stand for Gray's Kingswood blazer and tie. Nicky smirked a little at the bedding, which sported cute cartoon dinosaurs. [Cool room. Nice bed, you got matching jammies?]

[Okay, first of all, fuck you, dinosaurs are cool and if I want a bed covered in cute little dinosaurs then you can bet your skinny little ass that I am gonna have a bed covered in cute little dinosaurs!] Gray sent back, making Nicky snigger a little.

[And secondly, no matching jammies. In fact, no jammies at all!] Gray sent, accompanied by a selfie showing him sitting in bed, dinosaur duvet pulled up to the middle of his chest which was bare. He was grinning broadly into the camera.

Nicky stared at the picture for a few moments. It had only been four days since he last saw Gray in person and he couldn't deny he was missing his friend, but seeing him now gave him a gnawing ache in his chest. Putting it down to the annoyance of the day, and the momentary reprieve Gray had given him from it, Nicky replied, [Such a poser! Maybe next term you should be on the other side of the camera!]

[I can be your model and you can be mine!!!!!!] Gray sent back quickly.

Nicky chuckled again. He had only been joking, but it didn't actually sound like the worst idea. Most of their photography time together so far had focused on nature and the occasional landscape. It would be nice to bring an actual model into the mix. [Good plan. Mr Burnside always says you can find the beauty in anything. You could make for a fun challenge!]

[Oh. Shots fired. For that, I'm going to close my blinds. Take that, stalker!] Gray replied.

[Bugger. Oh well, guess I'll have to head home. Nighty night, stalker boy!] Nicky sent.

[Hey, that's my line! Sweet dreams... or wet ones Hahaha] Gray sent back.

Just as Nicky put his phone down, he spotted movement and looked across to see Danny getting up. He hadn't even heard them `finish' but Chris looked sound asleep already. "Going to clean up?" he asked with a smirk.

"Something like that," Danny replied with a devilish grin, "Don't wait up!" He headed for the door and walked out, not even bothering to put any clothes on. He walked past Rob, Josh, David and Mark's room, pausing briefly to see if he could hear anyone still up, but it was silent. He continued on to the next dorm and opened the door.

"Geez, ever heard of knocking?" Dom said as Danny barged in.

"Wha..." Bobby grunted, sitting up with heavy eyes. "I wasn't sleeping. YOU were sleeping!" he said accusingly to literally nobody.

"Forget something?" Milo asked with a smirk as the naked teen closed the door behind him.

Danny shrugged off the comment and said, "Figured I wouldn't need `em with what I'm planning!"

"What are you planning?" Bobby asked, but quickly came to his senses and said, "Oh!"

Danny grinned at the younger boy briefly, but turned his gaze elsewhere as he said to Milo, "You owe me a fuck!" He didn't wait for a response. Instead, he turned to Dom and approached him as he declared, "And I wanna suck you while he does it!"

"Hey, my little brother's RIGHT there!" Dom said, shaking his head.

"Oh," Danny said, a little sheepishly.

Dom smirked and said, "It's not a problem, just thought he might want to join in!"

"Fuck yes!" Danny declared, grasping at his dick at the thought of it. "But I've only got so many holes!" he said with a dopey grin.

Dom shuffled forward to sit on the side of the bed. Though he was taller than Danny, sitting down made him slightly shorter, so as he reached out and pulled Danny to stand between his legs, he had to look up a bit. Stretching up, he whispered in Danny's ear, "You can blow me while I blow my little brother!"

As Dom pulled back, Danny's eyes widened, staring down at him, then round at Bobby who was already climbing out of bed, then back to Dom. "Oh my fucking god. Best Christmas ever!" he said giddily. As he felt hands on his back, he glanced round to see Milo happily stroking him. "So am I forgiven?" he asked playfully.

"Fuck, for this arse I could forgive just about anything!" Milo said as his hands lowered to Danny's plump buttocks.

"So you really did set him up?" Dom asked with a grin. "Nice!"

"Heyyy!" Milo whined.

"What? That was HOT!" Dom said, nodding emphatically.

"Rude," Milo grumbled.

"Oh my god, shut up and fuck me!" Danny demanded. As he was looking round at Milo, his gaze fell on Eoin. The Year 8 boy was watching the entire thing while indiscreetly playing with himself. "Wanna join in or you prefer to watch?" he asked sweetly.

"Definitely wanna join!" Eoin said, happily vaulting off the bed having been awaiting an invitation.

"Milo can multitask, can't ya, bud?" Danny suggested with a grin.

Milo, who was already naked and stroking lubricant on his cock nodded happily.

"Ah, weird. You look so much like your brother!" Danny sniggered as he looked at the naked boy.

"Eww, don't say stuff like that while I'm touching myself!" Milo complained.

"Yeah," Dom agreed as Bobby stood beside him on his bed. He yanked down his little brother's pyjama bottoms, letting a small erection spring free. "Who'd be into shit like that?" he said sarcastically, getting a laugh from Bobby and Danny.

With a few more comments, jokes and laughs, the boys eagerly got into place. Dom remained sitting on the side of his bed, head turned to the side to suck on Bobby who stood beside him. Danny was kneeling on the floor, happily sucking away at Dom's dick while Milo was knelt behind him, fucking fervently. Eoin was standing alongside Milo, who was sucking on his dick as he watched Danny in action.

Danny's own dick remained untouched. He could have spared a hand to reach down and give it a playful tug, but he was enjoying the lack of direct stimulation. Having a dick in each end of him, while knowing everything else that was going on around him was good enough for now. The uncomfortable buzz that had been gripping him all day was silenced for now, though it did clear his head a little. Not necessarily a welcome change!

"Slut!" "Look at him getting spit-roasted!" "Cock sucking whore!" "He'll let anyone fuck him!" "Slut!" The voices Danny imagined didn't belong to anyone in particular. It was more accurate to think of them belonging to everyone. After all, everyone thought it. Everyone loved laughing at him, teasing him, taunting him. The school slut. They could all go on about how accepting they were, or say that slut' wasn't really' an insult at Kingswood, but they could still throw it about like it actually was one.

Danny could feel his mood slipping and he knew what he needed to improve it, but that would have to wait. For now, he could settle for the next best thing... good sex. Except, this wasn't good sex. It was perfectly adequate sex at best. While he knew from various sources that Milo was getting about a bit, it seemed he didn't yet have his technique mastered. Releasing Dom's cock for a moment, he growled, "Fuck me harder!"

He felt Milo slam into him hard as he wrapped his lips around Dom's dick once more, but it only lasted a few seconds before he was back to the previous pace. Opening his mouth without releasing Dom, he called out, "HARDER!" The slight vibration of the yell made Dom grunt with pleasure, his own mouth full of his younger sibling's meagre penis.

Milo responded by increasing his thrusts a little more, but all it seemed to do was speed him closer to a climax without doing much for Danny. It took barely more than two dozen more thrusts and he paused, squirting a small load inside Danny. Milo stopped his thrusts, keeping his still-hard dick inside as he sucked more vigorously on Eoin. Danny cast his eyes upwards as he heard high-pitched moans. He watched what he assumed to be Bobby's orgasm, which was contentedly gobbled down by Dom.

Shortly after Bobby had cum, Eoin was shooting over Milo's face. Inspired by the move, Danny pulled back as he sensed Dom was close. Moments later, the older boy was shooting ropes of cum, streaking Danny`s face with part of it, the rest landing over his shoulder and onto his back.

The others had barely recovered as Danny stood up, a slight trickle of spunk from Milo (and his earlier fuck with Chris) dribbling down his leg, while more of it spattered his face and back. "Well this was fun!" Danny declared as he headed for the door, "Let's do it again some time!" He didn't even wait for any responses before he left.

Danny let out a low groan as he stood in the hallway. He needed a fuck. Or rather, he needed a good fuck. A HARD fuck. His thoughts returned to Mr Rudd. He would likely be angry about their earlier encounter, but that could work. An angry fuck sounded kind of tempting, but first he needed something else. Considering where he needed to go, Danny contemplated going back to get clothes, but figured the risk was more fun so he just started walking, still nude and covered in spunk.

As he got downstairs, he could still hear some noises coming from the adults who were still up. Creeping dangerously close to the Function Room they were in, Danny ducked into a storeroom near it and clicked on the light. "Yusss!" he said happily as he eyed up the stash of supplies for the week's entertainment. While there were a lot of different varieties of alcohol, Danny headed for the vodka. It was what he knew... sort of! It was what Josh had gotten hold of last year for the Kinkswood Party and Danny had seen the others getting stupid and loud... and happy!

It was his memories of the Kinkswood party that had driven his decision that morning to sneak a drink. While he couldn't say he enjoyed the taste, after several swigs he had felt the effects of the booze and found himself a lot cheerier. Sneaking away throughout the day for the occasional top-up, the vodka had got him through the day without his mood spiralling, but with unpleasant thoughts creeping back in, he was back for more! He had been careful not to drink too much and make himself sick – something else he had witnessed at Kinkswood – but he took another heavy swig from the bottle. He sighed contentedly as he felt himself relaxing again.

Taking a couple more big swigs, Danny coughed a little, still not understanding how anyone could ever drink the stuff for its flavour. He did feel the comforting numbing in his head as a warmness flowed through him though. Putting the bottle back, he moved to the supply of food and snacks and pulled out the pack of mints he had been working through. It had originally been to just get rid of the taste, but he quickly realised it also hid the smell. He crunched a couple and swallowed them, then popped a couple more into his mouth to suck on as he snuck back out.

As he got to the stairs, he stumbled a little and fell against the railing. Sniggering to himself, he held on and made his way up. He almost headed back to his dorm before he remembered where he had intended to go – Mr Rudd's room. He might not even be in if the party was still going, but he could wait. Looking at the sign with the room numbers on, he headed along to the room the teacher was staying in and opened the door.

The room was empty and dark, much to Danny's disappointment. He closed the door and started across the room, but stumbled as his eyes hadn't yet adjusted to the dark. He steadied himself for a moment, then continued on, arms flailing out ahead of him. He reached the bed and climbed on. He took a few seconds trying out different poses to seduce the man when he arrived and eventually settled on one, but quickly realised it wasn't comfortable to stay like that if he was going to be waiting a while, so he just turned and rested his head on the pillow.

It was about twenty minutes later when Danny heard a voice outside the door call out, "Good night!" He had been nodding off a little at the time but sat up quickly and span round into his seductive pose. As the door opened, he flinched a little at the light but immediately registered something disturbing – it wasn't Mr Rudd stood at the door! Frozen for just a moment, he realised it was Peter and Xavier, David's dads.

"G'night!" one of them called out, still looking down the hall and thankfully not into the room.

Danny panicked and rolled away. He half-fell and half-climbed off the bed, making a slight noise which suddenly drew attention.

"What was that?" one of them asked, Peter possibly. He clicked the light on.

"What was what?" the other one asked. Xavier, Danny figured by a pure stroke of deductive reasoning.

Danny looked round. He could see the two men's feet over by the door and quickly realised there was space under the bed, so he began shuffling under as quietly as he could, suddenly very conscious of his nudity as he felt the carpet against his back.

"I dunno, never mind," Peter replied, closing the door, "I am SO tired!"

"Not too tired, I hope!" Xavier replied.

"Oh, for that... never!" Peter said back.

Danny gulped. It wasn't hard to imagine what they meant, especially when he heard the sound of kissing. There were two men... two hot men... two hot older men... two hot older men who were also one of his closest friend's dads... right next to him, making out. He watched the two men's feet as they made their way to the bed, then heard the gentle thud as they collapsed onto it. They were right above him... kissing and being all hot.

The question of whether or not David's dads were hot or not had been subject to great discussion, much to David's annoyance. Some liked Peter, some liked Xavier, some liked both and some liked neither. It had never really been an argument, more just a polite discussion on preferences. Danny had fallen very strongly into the likes both' category. Thirty-six-year-old Peter was a little smaller, slimmer and slightly geekier while forty-one-year-old Xavier was a little burlier. Thicc' was the term Danny preferred.

"What are you doing?" Xavier suddenly demanded.

"Getting ready to fuck you, duh!" Peter replied bluntly.

Danny had to stifle a gentle gasp, not only at the prospect of what he was about to spy on, but just hearing the two men discuss it so openly.

"Yeah, I don't think so, mister!" Xavier said firmly.

Danny felt a twinge of disappointment as it sounded like he might not get to hear them have sex after all.

"It's MY turn to top!" Xavier growled salaciously.

Danny struggled to suppress his excitement, his cock twitching.

"What? No it's not!" Peter argued.

Despite the apparent disagreement, Danny knew the two men were stripping either themselves or each other, based on the constant stream of clothes flying down onto the floor next to him.

"You topped last time!" Peter continued his argument.

"Umm... I think you're forgetting our little pit stop on the way here!" Xavier said, sounding highly amused.

"Oh come on, that totally doesn't count!" Peter insisted.

"Why not?" Xavier asked, his underwear hitting the floor.

"Because... because... we were... we were in a car! Yeah, we were in a car so it doesn't count!" Peter tried to reason.

"Did you..." Xavier started, pausing as there was the sound of a kiss, "Or did you not..." another kiss, "Shove your dick in me?" and another kiss.

"Well... yeah... technically!" Peter said dejectedly. "Ugh, fine. I guess I'll bottom then. Where's the lube?"

"There's some in my trouser pocket," Xavier replied, followed a moment later by, "What? Always best to be prepared. I thought maybe the Turkey wouldn't be the only thing getting stuffed!"

Danny nearly choked. As he silenced himself, he froze at the sight of Peter's head appearing. He held his breath, desperately hoping he wouldn't look back under the bed, but after rifling round in Xavier's pocket, he disappeared back above the bed.

Danny knew this was wrong, that he should reveal himself before they went any further, but fear of the repercussions made him hold back... and so did the fact he REALLY wanted to hear the two dads fuck! Breathing again, he reached down and grabbed his own dick. It was raging hard and felt ready to blow at a moment's notice. Exciting as it was to be that aroused, it was also frustrating. He didn't want to cum yet, but he wanted to play with himself so badly. Lying there under the bed, he heard the two men get started.

As much as he wanted to know their current position, or to see their naked bodies, or watch them fuck, Danny resisted, remaining hidden. Even in his semi-inebriated state, he knew the most enjoyment he could get from this came from staying hidden. He could enjoy the sounds of the sex, wait for them to go to sleep and then sneak out. For now though, he was simply enjoying the heavy breathing, gentle grunts and quiet comments from above, accentuated by the movement of the bed.

"Ah yeah, that's it, ah yes!" Peter gasped happily.

"For someone who didn't want to bottom," Xavier said, pausing to let out an amused grunt, "You really seem to be... into it!"

"Just cos I'd rather fuck my man," Peter replied, panting heavily, "Doesn't mean I don't love this too!"

Danny smiled. It was undeniably hot, but it was just a weirdly sweet thing to hear... which only made him feel even more guilty about spying, but it was too late to stop now.

"Just me you'd rather fuck?" Xavier asked. "I saw you eyeing up... pretty much everybody!"

"Everybody legal!" Peter replied fervently.

Danny sighed softly. That ruled him out.

"Why? You jealous?" Peter teased, letting out another pleasured moan.

"Nah, look all ya like if it gets ya THIS hard when I fuck you!" Xavier replied.

"Ah fuck, that'll make me cum!" Peter gasped, presumably having his dick touched.

"Kinda the idea!" Xavier sniggered.

"Ugh, please don't make me cum before you. I hate that!" Peter complained.

"Fine, but turn over, I'm getting cramp!" Xavier requested.

Danny listened as the two men shuffled about, smirking slightly as he heard Peter say, "You're such an old man!"

"Hey, you'll be forty before you know it!" Xavier said back, "Now shut up and take my dick, you filthy little whore!"

"Fuck!" Danny grunted at the aggressive comment. He immediately froze again, raising a hand to his mouth in hope the two men hadn't heard him. Suddenly, two heads appeared looking at him under the bed. "Umm... hi!" he said with an awkward grin.

"Jesus christ!" Xavier exclaimed at the sight of the naked teen.

"What does that make this, the second cumming?" Peter joked. As he got glared at by his husband, he recoiled and said, "Right. Jokes bad! Serious face! Grr!"

"What the hell are you doing here?" Xavier demanded, quickly pulling on his underwear as he climbed off the bed.

"Naked boy, hiding under a bed while we have sex... seems pretty obvious!" Peter replied, earning another glare.

"Get out here!" Xavier demanded.

Danny shuffled to the side, his dick waggling back and forth until he was far enough out to sit up. He covered his lap with his arms. "Sorry, I... it was... the wrong room and you came in and... and I panicked and hid... and then you started... umm..."

"We KNOW what we started!" Xavier snapped.

"Will we get to finish what we started?" Peter asked playfully.

"Pete, I swear to god..." Xavier growled at his husband.

"If you're finishing, I could help!" Danny offered with a broad grin. He was scared of the angry man, but at the time, he was standing there in just his underwear with the bulging remnants of an erection.

"Yeah, no, bud. That's not happening," Peter said as he stood up, grabbing a pillow to cover his crotch. Using his free hand, he offered it to Danny and helped him up as he nodded to Xavier to stay back. "Now you're gonna leave and you're not gonna say anything about this to anyone and neither will we. Got it?"

"Hey, if we're pretending stuff, I could pretend to be legal if it helps!" Danny sniggered.

"Good night, Danny!" Peter said as he shoved the boy out the door and closed it on him.

"Balls," Danny grumbled as he stood dejectedly in the hallway. "Ohhh!" he said as he saw the room number and realised the mistake he had made. He blamed the alcohol. Suddenly very aware that he was naked and hard in the hallway near the other rooms being used by family members, Danny hurried along to the right room number and opened the door without knocking.

Danny suddenly found himself staring at a scene similar to the one he had just heard in Peter and Xavier's room, but instead the couple entangled on the bed was Mr Rudd and Edward, the Smith family assistant.

"Danny!" Mr Rudd and Edward both exclaimed at once, suddenly flailing to cover up.

Danny smirked as he stepped in and closed the door behind him. "Chill. It's not like it's the first time I've seen either of you, is it!" he declared nonchalantly, unashamedly naked as he approached the bed.

Mr Rudd and Edward both stared at each other for a moment in surprise before looking back to the nude teenager.

"Oh," Danny said, recoiling slightly. "I... I'm not meant to tell anyone and... and normally I wouldn't but... well you both... I mean, we've... I've..." Danny mumbled incoherently. He scowled and kicked a random shoe that was on the floor so it flew across the room and hit the wall with a loud thud. "FUCK! I've been in the room ten seconds and fucked up stuff already!" he snapped angrily at himself.

"Danny, please, calm down," Mr Rudd requested softly.

"Sorry, I... fuck, I'm totally interrupting. You two were..." Danny said, gesturing to them on the bed, "And I was just gonna... jump in or whatever cos, of course I fucking was. I'm me!" He turned to head back to the door and called out, "Sorry, carry on!"

"Danny, wait," Mr Rudd called out as he climbed off the bed.

"No, it's okay," Danny said, looking back, "I'm okay. I should go back to bed. Really... sorry to interrupt!" As Mr Rudd reached him and stared down at him, Danny nodded and repeated, "I'm okay!"

Mr Rudd hummed suspiciously, then quickly leaned down to hug the boy, but recoiled as he asked, "Have you been drinking?"

"Maybe," Danny pouted, blushing a little as he felt Edward staring over at him.

"Okay, going to bed DOES sound like the best idea. We'll talk about this tomorrow!" Mr Rudd said, his tone stern but his expression clearly compassionate.

"Yes sir," Danny said dejectedly, "Have fun!" He flashed Edward a timid smile before he left.

Once again out in the hallway naked, Danny hurried along to the stairs, eager to avoid anything else going wrong. As he got down to the floor his dorm was on, he felt his dick flopping about and, despite the fairly disastrous evening and generally low mood, still felt the need for relief. Rather than disturbing anyone else – and messing anything else up – he wandered down to the ground floor and headed for the exit.

It was a cold night, but Danny wasn't intending to take long. As much as he had been distraught at being caught by his family, the outdoor wank Milo had forced him to do had been exciting and it seemed like an easy way to get off without the risk of messing anything else up. As he reached the door, he remembered he didn't have his ID with him, so instead he grabbed a small stone from the ground and jammed it into the locking mechanism. The door would be able to close, but not lock. He tried it from the inside a couple of times and, only once he was sure he wasn't about to get locked out again, he headed outside.

The cold evening air was a slight shock to the system, making it quite effective at sobering Danny up. He walked down the path a short way, but quickly moved onto the grass. It felt so strange feeling the soft wetness beneath his bare feet, but not entirely unwelcome. Walking to nowhere in particular, he stopped and sat down on the ground, shuddering a little.

As Danny flopped down onto his back, he shuddered from the feeling of the damp grass on his back, but soon felt it pass as he acclimatised to the sensation. Staring up at the sky, he got the karaoke song from earlier running through his head. I can't steal you the stars, But I can give you this second-hand heart!' It was a nice sentiment, but inevitably his mind moved on to the next line, All your friends think I'm hopeless'. It felt so true.

Danny let out an annoyed grunt. He had managed to go all day without moping and now here he was, right back to it. Determined to force the mood away, he reached down and grasped his semi-hard dick. It quickly plumped in his grasp, helped along by the mental images of Peter and Xavier, Mr Rudd and Edward, Dom and his roommates. As he started stroking, he reached his other hand down between his legs. He still had remnants of Chris' spunk, as well as Milo's, while the load that had been shot over his face and back had long since rubbed off.

Stroking faster and faster as he stared up at the starry sky, Danny panted a little and let out a low groan as he finally began to shoot. He aimed his dick upwards, treating himself to a small fountain of cum, like weak, wet fireworks going off above him. It spattered down over him as he continued to milk out every last drop.

Taking a few moments to catch his breath, Danny raised his hand to his mouth and started licking off his spunk, before he started scooping up the heavy globs that had landed on his torso to suck them down too. Taking a few more moments to enjoy the quiet serenity, at least before the cold got too intolerable, Danny eventually stood up. Based on past experience, he had expected someone to be watching him, but he remained alone, even as he wandered back into the building and headed for his dorm.

The room was dark and quiet, save for the gentle snores from the three sleeping boys. Slipping in beside Chris, who cuddled against him without waking, he closed his eyes and slowly drifted off to sleep, hopeful that tomorrow might be a slightly better day.

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoyed. New chapters of this story will post weekly, so be back same time next week for more! The Kingswood Complication will resume with Chapter 21 right after.

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If you wish to read any of my other stories, please see below for links

The Kingswood Saga

Tales from Kingswood (Book 1)– https://new.nifty.org/stories/tales-from-kingswood-05107/

Half-Term at Kingswood (Book 1 bonus story) – https://new.nifty.org/stories/half-term-at-kingswood-02038/

The Kingswood Eight (Book 2) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-kingswood-eight-72284/

A Very Kingswood Easter (Book 2 bonus story) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/a-very-kingswood-easter-59761/

The Kingswood Effect (Book 3) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-kingswood-effect-64914/

Chris and Danny's Super Sexy Summer (Book 3 bonus story) - https://new.nifty.org/stories/chris-and-dannys-super-sexy-summer-98673/

The Kingswood Complication (Book 4, ongoing) https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-kingswood-complication-63298/

The Benny Saga (in reading order)

Benny Takes Control – https://new.nifty.org/stories/benny-takes-control-42615/

The Dangers of Desire – https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-dangers-of-desire-57149/

Benny's House – https://new.nifty.org/stories/bennys-house-65127/

Other Series

Possession – https://new.nifty.org/stories/possession-25306/

Phil's Naked Adventures – https://new.nifty.org/stories/phils-naked-adventures-02988/

The Humiliation Games - https://new.nifty.org/stories/the-humiliation-games-31885/

One-shots

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

Jake's Exposure – https://new.nifty.org/stories/jakes-exposure-73714/

Becoming an Internet Master – https://new.nifty.org/stories/becoming-an-internet-master-13630/

Brian's Big Mistake – https://new.nifty.org/stories/brians-big-mistake-31378/

And Then It Got Worse – https://new.nifty.org/stories/and-then-it-got-worse-05003/

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

There's a Naked Alfie in the Garden - https://new.nifty.org/stories/theres-a-naked-alfie-in-the-garden-35531/