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The Kingswood Eight - Chapter 11
Sunday 8 November 2020
Danny let out a long happy moan as he lay on the pile of crash mats in the Sports Complex's storeroom. Laying on his side, he had one arm wrapped tightly around him, another reaching down to caress his pert buttock and a large cock several inches inside him. He let out another moan as he felt Brian's lips casually roaming the back of his neck and shoulders.
The two boys had completely lost track of time. As usual, their morning gym session had quickly devolved into longing looks, then casual touches before finally giving way to the inevitable. While their weekday trysts were usually little more than a quick fuck or mutual blow job in the showers, being Sunday they were able to take their time and Brian was definitely making the most of it.
It had started with a lot of passionate kissing as they stumbled their way into the storeroom, with clothes slowly being removed, though that didn't take long in Danny's case. His gym attire for some time now had consisted of nothing more than tiny shorts and a minimal, sleeveless crop top, all of which left little to the imagination and contributed greatly to Brian's inability to resist the boy.
When they began to fuck, Brian had started at his usual excitable pace, but soon slowed as the two began to enjoy the close contact of their bodies writhing together, the gentle thrusts in and out of the boy a pleasure of their own rather than a means to reach ejaculation. Although Brian could feel his orgasm tantalisingly within reach, he could hold it at bay indefinitely as he lay holding his lover, hands and mouth roaming, each touch causing whimpers of pleasure.
"Mmmm... yesssss..." Brian hissed happily, letting his lips graze Danny's ear. "God, I love you so fucking much," he sighed in pure bliss.
Danny gripped tightly onto one of Brian's hands with his own, the other casually playing with his straining cock. "Mmmmmnnngh," he moaned in response, the words absent but the intent clear. "I... need to... cum," he said breathily as Brian continued his slow motions.
"Not yet," Brian whispered, then kissed the boy's neck gently. "Soon!" he added quietly.
Soon turned out to be a relative term, Brian happily continuing the leisurely fuck for another twenty minutes, the two naked boys fully wrapped up in each other. By the time Brian whispered permission for Danny to cum, speeding up his thrusts to release his own load at the same time, the boy was a gibbering wreck, only made worse by the dual sensations of the spasming cocks in both his butt and his hand.
Spent and exhausted, Danny pulled off of Brian's cock, rolled over and cuddled up against him as they lay there catching their breath, enjoying the happy, comfortable silence growing as their breathing softened.
"I wanna get someone else to supervise me at the gym," Danny eventually said, sounding more than a little nervous about saying it.
"What? Why?" Brian asked, sounding a little distressed. "Was this... bad? Did I... I thought... you were enjoying it!"
Danny propped himself up on one elbow and quickly shook his head. "No, no, it's nothing like that!" he insisted. "This was... I mean, seriously, freaking amazing," he offered reassuringly, leaning over to kiss his boyfriend briefly. "It's just... I come to the gym because I love it and I like working out, but... I can't even remember the last time I finished a full workout!"
Brian blushed and chuckled. He reached up to run his fingers through Danny's golden hair. "It's your own fault for being so freaking irresistible!"
"Sorry, I'll try to stop," Danny giggled. He let his fingers slide in circles on Brian's chest as he asked, "You're not mad, are you?"
"Danny, you're speaking up for what you want and being honest about how you feel. I'm not mad, I'm fucking proud!" Brian said, genuinely impressed by the younger boy.
Danny blushed heavily at the compliment, then playfully bit his lip as he looked at Brian for a moment. "You do realise this means we're gonna have to fit all this sex in somewhere else, don't you?"
"Oh yeah, how awful," Brian said sarcastically. "You know, we could always get a head-start on it now!" He grabbed Danny, rolling him onto his back as they kissed again, sniggering into each other's mouths.
"Your choice is simple. You obey... or you die!" Count Elvin von Battenburg yelled in his comedically bad Eastern European accent before letting out an evil cackle.
Agent Rivera stared back at him furiously, desperately trying to figure a way out of his current predicament, but it seemed hopeless. The Baron truly seemed to have got the best of him this time. No more gadgets or gizmos, no more backup plans... no hope at all. He knew he had to say it, to admit defeat and accept whatever nefarious deeds the Baron wished him to do.
Just as the final admission of defeat prepared to pass Agent Rivera's lips, the room was shaken by a violent explosion as a wall blew inwards, struck by some kind of explosive and through the hole swung Agent Scott, perfectly sticking a three-point hero-style landing, complete with hair toss and dashing grin. "Don't COUNT the Agents of C.O.C.K. out just yet... Count von Battenburg. Hands in the air and step away from the laser alligator control console!"
Agent Rivera gasped. "I'm saved. How did you find me?" he called out dramatically.
Agent Scott grinned as he kept his gun trained on the Count. "Oh Adrian, you thought you were seducing me to find out if I was the mole inside C.O.C.K. but really I was testing you. I used lubricant laced with nano-trackers. When I found out the Baron had taken you, all I had to do was follow your butt!"
"You Agents of C.O.C.K. think you're so clever, but you weren't prepared for... this!" the Count said, suddenly gesturing towards the door. Nothing happened. "This!" he repeated loudly. "Oh for crying out loud. Where are my soldiers?"
"If they're anything like every other guy I know, they're probably sound asleep and won't be up for hours. Fifteen straight hours of sex'll do that to a guy!" Agent Scott declared proudly.
"Straight hours?" Agent Rivera commented with a smirk as he climbed out of the laser alligator pit. "I doubt there was anything straight about it!"
"Very true," Agent Scott replied with a smirk. "Now, Elvin!"
"COUNT VON BATTENBURG!" the man screamed in response.
"Yeah, sorry Elv, not calling you that!" Agent Scott said cockily. "Now YOUR choice is simple... obey or take your chances in the pit!"
Danny let out a slight whimper, getting a disapproving look from Adrian and Kyle for breaking character, even if just for a moment. "I suppose... I will HAVE to obey, won't I!"
"Shame, I quite fancied see you as alligator food," Agent Rivera said coldly, having been moments away from feeding the animals himself. "Now get your clothes off!"
"That sounds like a great idea. Why don't you do it too!" Agent Scott said, pulling out another gun to point at his colleague.
"What? Why would I..." Agent Rivera started, then gasped as he realised the truth. "You ARE the mole!"
"Of course!" Agent Scott sniggered. "But once the guys in charge see the evidence I'll be showing them of you sleeping with the enemy... literally... they'll believe it's you. So get your clothes off and give von Battenburg a von Battenblowjob!"
"I approve!" the Count sniggered, already undressing.
"Fine, but I'll get you for this, Kyle!" Adrian growled, also removing his clothes.
Agent Scott pulled out his phone to record the encounter, watching as he made his fellow agent drop to his knees and suck the Count's rigid dick.
"Problem with hair loss, Count?" Kyle teased, knowing fully well Danny had been shaved a week earlier as part of his Halloween costume (if you can count no clothes and a lot of body paint as an actual costume!)
"Experiment gone wrong," Danny said, improvising his lines as the Count. "Part of my plan to take over the world by baldifying arrogant men like you, Agent Scott!"
Kyle giggled at the thought of the ridiculous plan, dropping character for just a moment before saying, "Too much talking, I think you BOTH need a mouthful. Sixty-nine. Now!"
"Yes Sir, Agent Scott!" Adrian said, saluting. He looked Kyle up and down, grinning. "You know, you could always set that gun to autopilot and come join us!"
"Guns don't have autopilot!" Kyle said, shaking his head.
"And alligators don't have lasers, just roll with it. Just giving you a chance to join in rather than always watching!" Adrian explained.
Since Adrian and Danny had invited Kyle into their roleplay sessions, they had gotten together several times, but Kyle had always been the one in charge, making the other two do things to each other, never really getting involved himself.
"Stay in character!" Kyle scowled.
"Kyle, he's right. This'd be a LOT more fun with you naked too!" Danny encouraged.
"No, I'm... I'm holding the gun..." Kyle stuttered. "Just... just giving the orders, that's all!"
Adrian and Danny exchanged glances, then stood and approached the other boy.
"Stay back or I'll shoot!" Kyle said, trying to use the scenario to keep them two at bay.
"I think the point is we WANT you to shoot!" Adrian said with a devilish grin.
"You... I... no..." Kyle objected weakly as they stood either side of him, each placing a hand on his chest. "I can't!" he said, almost in tears.
"Aww, hun, what's wrong?" Adrian asked, stroking the upset boy's hair gently. The two boys knew each other before the roleplaying sessions, both being on the football team and sharing a selection of classes, but they had never really hung out outside of those activities. The roleplaying had allowed them to get to know each other both intimately and quickly, and Danny had been delighted at how strongly the two had bonded.
Kyle went to speak, but no words came out, just a sigh and a slight whimper instead. He looked to Danny and asked, "Did Chris ever tell you about the... problems I had?"
Danny shook his head, frowning a little. "We tell each other most things, but if it's something private, he wouldn't share without asking you!" Danny explained. He felt a warm glow as he said it. Six months earlier, he wouldn't have been able to say that, but since renewing their friendship and the trust that came with it, Danny had a renewed sense of faith in his best friend.
"I... kinda get... a bit anxious!" Kyle said... anxiously!
"No!" Danny said sarcastically. "I don't believe it!" As Kyle screwed his face up angrily, Danny quickly added, "Sorry, kidding, go on!"
Kyle sighed again. "Well... one of the things I get anxious about is... sex stuff... and when I get anxious about it, I can't..." he paused, taking a breath. "I can't... finish!" he said, waiting a moment before adding, "Sometimes it won't even... ya know... wake up!" By the time he was done explaining, he was red-faced and looked ready to burst into tears.
Adrian smiled sweetly. "Mate, thank you!" he said, getting a confused look from the other two. "It takes serious balls to share something like that."
"It really does!" Danny added, nodding his agreement.
"Thanks," Kyle said shyly. "Chris... helped me with it a lot and I was able to do things with him no problem, and sometimes I could do things with you Danny... usually only if Chris was around though. So since we broke up, I... let's just say it's been a lot of ME time! JUST... me!"
Adrian reached out and pulled Kyle into a hug, Danny quickly joining to hold them both. "Look," Adrian said as he eventually pulled away. "I don't know how we can help, but... this stuff we're doing is meant to be fun. Do you enjoy it?"
Kyle nodded emphatically. "So much!" he insisted.
"Then maybe just relax and have fun. Join in with us. If you do and nothing happens down there, fuck it, who cares, it's still fun, right?" Adrian suggested.
"That's a good point," Kyle said, shyly.
"Exactly. So whadda you say, Agent Scott? Gonna set that gun on autopilot and join in with us?" Adrian asked, moving away and pulling Danny with him, letting Kyle look their naked bodies up and down.
Kyle looked from Danny to Adrian and back for a moment, then grinned and raised the imaginary gun to his hand. "Activate autopilot mode. Shoot them if they try anything!" He placed down the fictional weapon and moved towards the two naked boys, pulling off his shirt.
"Agent Scott, Licence to Thrill. Down on your knees!" Kyle ordered confidently.
Nicky let out a slight yawn as he stretched a little. He was laid out on a sofa in the dorm, Mikey cuddled up at his side, the two wrapped around each other.
"You sure you don't wanna do something?" Nicky asked as he gently nuzzled his cheek against the top of Mikey's head, his messy ginger hair silky and soft against his skin.
"I AM doing something. I'm hanging out with my boyfriend!" Mikey replied happily. "One of my boyfriends, I suppose!" he added with a giggle.
"Still getting used to that, are ya?" Nicky chuckled happily. It had been eight days since Mikey had officially become part of his relationship with Chris and so far the trio had spent every moment together they could.
"I know I was a bit scared about it at first, but now it just..." Mikey paused, shaking his head. "I haven't stopped smiling for a week!"
"Yeah, you even do it in your sleep. Still don't know if that's creepy or sweet," Nicky joked.
"You and Chris haven't... changed your minds or anything, have you?" Mikey asked nervously, propping his chin on Nicky's chest.
"You kidding? You've seen Chris, he can't leave you alone, you're like his new favourite toy!" Nicky said, casually running his fingers through Mikey's hair.
"And you?" the smaller boy asked, eyes wide.
Nicky sighed dreamily as he let his hand slide down from Mikey's hair and onto his cheek. "The only regret I have is that this didn't happen sooner!"
"So cheesy!" Mikey said, shaking his head as he grinned. "But... me too!" He stretched up and the two kissed, melting against each other as their lips met, their tongues cautiously poking out to meet each other, hands casually roaming. Mikey let out a happy mew as they parted, but then frowned a little as he rested his head back on Nicky's chest.
"What's up?" Nicky asked softly.
"Do you... ever worry Chris is only dating you... or us... because he couldn't have Danny?" Mikey asked, sounding more thoughtful than accusatory.
Nicky felt a cold stabbing feeling in his gut at the question. Their relationship had certainly been quite sudden, going from Nicky accidentally suggesting it to Chris actually asking him out in less than twenty-four hours.
Mikey suddenly sat up, flinched a little and said, "Sorry, that was... I dunno, I didn't mean anything bad. I know Chris loves you!"
"Us!" Nicky corrected him with a smile. Mikey nestled back down against him but him and the smile quickly faded.
"Although he may not love us quite so much by the end of the month!" Mikey chuckled. Eight days into `No Nut November' and Chris was already getting irritable. Having Mikey to help Nicky tease him was only making it worse.
"Your story was so good!" David said happily as he strolled along with Chris and Rob. The three boys had just left Creative Writing club and Rob had shared a short story he had been working on for a couple of weeks now.
"Thanks, glad you liked it," Rob said, blushing a little. "Your poem was funny."
"Thanks," David said, beaming.
Chris let out a long groan. "You guys are so good. You actually finish stuff!" he sighed.
"Still struggling?" Rob asked sympathetically.
Chris' head drooped as he nodded sadly. "Tried writing a short play for drama club and can't even make it through the first scene without hating it. Tried writing lyrics for a song me and Nicky are working on and they're just... shite," he complained.
"I hear that's not all you can't finish!" David said playfully.
"Whadda you mean?" Rob asked, curiously.
"Well think what month it is and then think of last November!" David said cryptically.
Rob thought for a moment, then his eyes widened with realisation. He started laughing, though he felt a slight gnawing sensation in his stomach at seemingly being the last to know Chris was doing his second No Nut November.
"How did you know?" Chris asked, looking a little embarrassed.
"Yeah, we've covered this before," David said with a smirk. "Despite what you guys on your side of the dorm think, your bunks do NOT come equipped with a soundproof barrier!"
"Just a Rob-proof barrier," Rob mumbled.
"Huh?" David asked, glancing round at him.
"Nothing!" Rob insisted, then looked to Chris and said, "Yeah, when you talk, we hear!"
Chris scowled. "Well... don't go getting any ideas. I know you all had a hoot last year with all the... teasing and... and touching and... and... stroking..." He trailed off, distracted by the annoying but pleasant memories.
"Relax, we know you don't need us, not when you've already got TWO boyfriends!" David said, pointedly but playfully.
"Not that any of you ever needed me!" Rob muttered, then shook his head as he got another questioning look from David.
Chris was outright grinning now. While the thought of last year's teasing had turned him on, the mention of his boyfriends made him uncontrollably smile.
"Ugh, look at that face, it's sickening!" Rob said, wanting to remain annoyed but unable to deny that the dorm's first throuple were undeniably adorable together.
"Hey, why are you complaining? You jumped on the boyfriend bandwagon long before all of this started!" David said, gesturing to Chris' grinning face. "Speaking of which..." he added, nodding ahead of them to where they could see Alex sat out the front of the Home Building.
As they got near, Chris and David still chatting quietly, Rob saw another face he recognised emerge from the building. It was Isaac, the Year 10 rugby captain and one of Alex's dormmates, accompanied by the other two members of their dorm.
"Alright, killer!" Isaac sneered at Alex as he passed.
"Sat out here with all your mates, are ya!" one of the others added.
"Just fucking leave already!" the third added as they continued, not even stopping to see his reaction.
"Woah, what was that?" Chris asked, shocked at what they had heard.
Rob felt sick. He knew Alex didn't get on with the boys in his dorm, but that sounded like actual abuse. It was made even worse knowing some of it was coming from Isaac, who Rob had gotten to know over the past several weeks. He seemed... nice. To hear him say such terrible things was as shocking as it was upsetting. "It's okay, I got this," Rob assured the other two, who headed off into the building. He headed towards Alex who still had his back to him. "Hey," he said as he got close.
Alex jumped at the unexpected greeting and quickly raised a hand to wipe his face. "Oh, erm... hi..." Alex said awkwardly, trying in vain to look like he wasn't crying. "I was just... erm... I mean, the wind was blowing in my eyes..." he continued to try and cover up.
Rob threw his arms around Alex and held him tightly. "I heard what they said to you!" he whispered as he held the older boy.
"They... they were... just kidding," Alex said weakly.
"Why are you defending them?" Rob demanded angrily as he suddenly let go. "They were NOT kidding!"
"It's... it's okay!" Alex said, shaking his head.
Rob wanted to shake some sense into him but held back. "It's not okay!" he said firmly. "I knew you didn't get on with them, but I figured it was just, like, not hanging out. They can't be saying shit like that to you!" he said furiously. "Let me talk to Isaac!"
"No!" Alex snapped, grabbing Rob's wrist before he could run off to catch the others. "Just leave it. Please. I'll... I'll sort it, just please stay out of it!"
"Okay, okay," Rob said, seeing Alex was just getting increasingly upset. He sighed and stood in front of him, placing his arms over the older boy's shoulders as he smiled. "I'll drop it, but you know I'm always here, right?"
Alex nodded and tilted his head forward, resting it against Rob's stomach as he exhaled slowly. "I'm the older one. Shouldn't it be me looking after you?"
"We look after each other," Rob replied softly, kissing the top of Alex's head. "Now I've got some time to kill before Book Club... wanna go make out?"
Alex suddenly raised his head, grinning. "Best plan ever!" he said happily.
Chris was delighted to find Nicky and Mikey together on the sofa when he got back to the dorm. He had dashed across the room and pounced straight on top of them both, though he had overestimated his own momentum and after momentarily crushing his two boyfriends, rolled off of them and landed heavily on the floor.
"Should we help him?" Mikey asked, staring down at Chris from the sofa, laying atop Nicky.
"Nuh-uh," Nicky immediately disagreed. "He needs to learn self-control!"
Chris' head suddenly popped up and his eyes fixed on Nicky furiously. "Self-control? I haven't cum in EIGHT days!" he snapped, his fury only half serious.
"Yeah, we know, you haven't shut up about it!" Nicky teased.
"Oh I'm sorry, it must be SO hard for you!" Chris replied sarcastically.
Mikey squirmed on top of Nicky for a moment, looking thoughtful then declared, "Yeah, it's pretty hard for him!"
Chris let out a long, slow moan at the thought of the two boys' crotches pressed together. When he had done No Nut November the year before, he had been subjected to repeated daily edgings, driving him into an absolutely manic, horny frenzy. That had been under the guidance and control of Danny and Kyle. Nicky, and now Mikey apparently, were taking a somewhat different approach – Chris was not allowed to touch his dick, nor was he permitted to let anyone else touch it. Complete abstinence, without the restriction of a chastity device was proving... hard!
Mikey's head popped up as he glanced over at the clock. "We got time. You wanna go... do stuff?" Mikey asked, looking at Nicky hopefully. He let his eyes dart to the side for a moment and added, "We can make Chris watch!"
"But that's... so mean... so evil... so... freaking perfect!" Nicky replied, immediately hearing a groan from the boy on the floor. "Got a problem, have you? Come here," he instructed, cocking his head to indicate Chris should come closer.
As Chris leaned up towards them, they were pulled into a three-way kiss, their tongues playfully wrestling for a few moments.
"Me and Mikey are gonna go do stuff. You can either come and watch or you can just stay here." Nicky said bluntly.
Chris let out one more groan and simply nodded as they all stood.
The three boys headed for the door, passing by David and James who were sat up on their bunks chatting away. "We're just going to..." Nicky started, pausing to think of an excuse, but then smirked and finished, "Fuck it. We're going to have sex," he admitted, realising he had absolutely no reason to try and conceal it.
Giggling to each other about Nicky's open declaration, Chris suggested, "Study room?" as they rushed round the corridor.
Moments later, they were inside one of the first floor's private study rooms. Chris and Nicky immediately started making out, gesturing for Mikey to strip. Once he was naked, he took Nicky's place while he stripped, then one more swap around and Chris was naked too.
Nicky stood back, looking at the two naked boys excitedly, casually stroking his own cock, largely to just tease Chris further over his ongoing ban from touching himself.
"Ooh, I just remembered!" Mikey declared excitedly before Nicky could give any further instructions. "I wanted to show you guys something cool... if you don't mind!"
"Go ahead," Nicky said happily, moving to stand at Chris' side. He took the other boy's hand and placed it on his own dick, making Chris slowly wank him as they watched Mikey.
Excitedly, Mikey sat down on the floor then rolled back onto his shoulders, looped his arms around the back of his knees to double himself over. "Look what I can do at last!" he declared happily, a moment before the head of his rigid cock contacted his lips.
"Holy fuck!" Chris yelped, seeing Mikey casually sucking on his own dick.
Mikey released himself, rolling out to lay flat on the floor as he looked up at the other two. "Finally gave it a go again over half-term and, well... I did it!"
"Do it again!" Nicky instructed, suddenly stepping away from Chris. He knelt down to reach into the pocket of his discarded jeans and pulled out a packet of lubricant.
"What are you... gonna do?" Mikey asked nervously.
"We're gonna give Chris a show!" Nicky said, ripping open the pack. "Now come on, get your dick back in your mouth!" he instructed, smirking as he heard a moan from Chris.
Mikey shrugged and rolled back again, taking the head of his dick in his mouth. He felt Nicky's fingers quickly apply some lube to his hole, which he realised this position gave Nicky perfect access to. A finger slipped inside him, quickly followed by another one, giving his prostate a quick poke before pulling out.
"Hey," Nicky whispered as he positioned himself above Mikey. "If the position starts to hurt, just shout up, `kay?"
Mikey nodded and hummed, not bothering to pull his erection from between his lips to answer. He let out a low, happy groan as he felt Nicky's huge dick begin to push inside him.
Chris stood back, watching and visibly trembling as his cock throbbed and his hands repeatedly tensed as he fought the desperate urge to touch. "Please," he begged as he saw Nicky begin to slowly work more of his dick inside the self-sucking boy. "I won't cum, I promise, just... at least let me wank... please!"
"Ugh," Nicky grunted. "I love hearing you beg!" he moaned, hearing a hum of agreement from below. "But the answer's still no. Now come here," he ordered, keeping hold of Mikey with one hand and reaching the other out towards Chris.
Chris huffed and moved closer, Nicky's hand immediately caressing his chest, playfully squeezing a nipple. He watched in dismay as Nicky's hand slid down his stomach, towards his erection... then moved round it without touching. A caress of his balls, a pinch of his buttocks, a light stroke to his inner thighs, all of it while the slender boy continued fucking Mikey, each downward thrust pushing the dick in between Mikey's lips.
"Is it December yet?" Chris whined.
Mikey nearly choked on his own dick as he laughed at the comment, yelping out, "Don't make me laugh," between coughs.
Nicky chuckled too but reached up and pulled Chris' head down so they could kiss while he continued fucking Mikey.
"I don't have to swallow, do I?" Mikey asked, releasing his erection for a moment.
"Hmm, we really need to get you used to that," Nicky said, getting a grunt of disapproval from Mikey, already sucking himself again. "But maybe not this time. I think Chris can help you out." He looked to Chris and pointed as he said, "On the floor!"
As Nicky pointed to the ground, Chris lay down with his head beside Mikey's.
"Give him a kiss, but don't stop sucking!" Nicky said as he thrust hard into Mikey. He watched in delighted awe as Mikey moved his head aside slightly, tilting it a little as Chris pushed his mouth closer. The two boys kissed. While the position put Mikey's dick slightly out of reach, their wrestling tongues were still just able to make contact with the tip, both licking it eagerly as each of Nicky's thrusts pushed it down a little. "Fuuuuuck," he moaned quietly, the sight of his two boyfriends making out, a dick ready to explode into their mouths quickly pushing him towards his own release.
"Ah, fuck, I'm gonna cum," Mikey whimpered, pulling further aside to let Chris position himself with his mouth open. With frantic, gasped breaths, Mikey ejaculated, filling Chris' mouth with his seed.
Mikey had barely finished cumming when the two boys' faces were showered with spunk from above as Nicky pulled out, gave himself a few final strokes to finish off and shot too. Without anyone holding him up, Mikey flopped back into a laying position, leaving Nicky stood between the two naked, cum-covered boys.
"That was... awesome," Nicky said happily. He had not been sure what the plan was when they came into the room, but it had certainly not been that. Seeing one final opportunity to please his two lovers, Nicky grabbed Chris' boxers, then used them to clean the cum off both boys' faces. "Okay, put these back on," he instructed, offering the moist garment, getting a happy but frustrated look from Chris. "And then tonight when you take them off, give them to Mikey!"
Mikey, who was still slightly out of it, suddenly glanced over at them both, grinning. He had developed a very strong interest in underwear over the last six months, especially used and ideally with cum on it, so this was just an absolutely perfect gift for him. "You guys are the best," he said happily, his head gently leaning against Chris' as he let his eyes close for a moment.
Rob stood outside dorm 2.08, torn between knocking and walking away. With no scheduled activities on a Sunday evening, most boys spent their time in the Home Building, either in their dorms or the Common Room. A quick glance into the second floor Common Room and Rob had confirmed Alex was there but the rest of his roommates were not. Some of the older boys had a tendency to simply disappear some evenings, with no real explanation and as Rob stood outside the dorm he hoped that wasn't the case tonight.
He knew what he was considering doing went completely against what Alex had asked, and what he himself had promised his boyfriend, but this felt like something he needed to do. Taking a final deep breath, he knocked and waited a moment.
It was Isaac that opened the door, smiling as he saw Rob. "Hey bud," he said cheerfully to his fellow Rugby captain, then his tone changed as he added, "If you're looking for HIM he's not here!"
Rob felt his fists clench at both the tone and the expression. "Actually, it's you I wanted to see," he said, then looked past Isaac to the other two occupants and said, "ALL of you!"
Isaac raised his eyebrows as he glanced back at the others, but stepped aside and gestured for Rob to come in, closing the door behind him. "Rob, this is Luke and Patrick," he introduced his friends, then smirked a little as he said to them, "This is Rob. He wants to talk... to ALL of us!"
Rob ignored the mocking tone as he stood staring at the three older boys. Considering they were all two years above him, substantially bigger, outnumbered him and they were on their own turf, he was understandably nervous. "I wanted to... to talk to you all... about Alex!"
"Ugh," Luke huffed just at the mention of the name.
"We got nothing to say about that twat!" Patrick added.
"Oy, ease up a bit," Isaac said, gesturing to the others. "Rob's cool, okay?"
Rob felt a little more at ease knowing Isaac was still looking out for him, regardless of the difficult subject. "That's... that's what I wanted to talk about. I just... I don't know why you guys seem to hate him so much!"
"Hnnh, where do we start?" Patrick asked, shaking his head.
"Rob, I get he's your boyfriend and you probably think he's perfect, but I've told you before, he really fucking isn't!" Isaac said, clearly torn between his bond with Rob and his dislike of Alex.
"I get he's been shitty in the past, but... it wasn't his fault!" Rob tried to explain.
"Mate, we've known him for over three years. That guy is a prick!" Luke said sharply.
"He spent years swanning around the place, being an absolute arse to everyone and then hiding behind his mentor every time anyone tried to call him on it!" Patrick explained.
"Seriously, he was fucking awful," Isaac said, shaking his head.
"And now his protection's gone, he's suddenly all `I'm nice, can we be friends' because he's shit-scared of what people will do to him now he doesn't have Ryan and Mark to hide behind!" Luke continued.
"And then there's that kid in your year," Patrick said, nodding to Rob. "He helped bully a Year 7 kid to the point he tried to fucking kill himself. I mean, what kind of world-class cunt does that?"
"What happened there wasn't Alex's fault!" Rob said firmly. He had actually believed Alex was guilty for the longest time, even going as far as outright hating him for it. He had been shocked to find out Alex had been a victim of Josh's older brothers almost as much as Josh had himself.
"Sure, maybe Ryan and Mark did most of it, but Alex didn't exactly help!" Luke scowled.
"What? Yes, he did!" Rob insisted. "I mean... he literally helped, he... he told me he'd spoke about this to all of you!"
"What's to tell? Ryan and Mark bullied that Josh kid and Alex joined in. He's as guilty as they are. He should have been fucking expelled too!" Patrick said angrily.
"No!" Rob said, shaking his head so emphatically he had to adjust his glasses after. How could Alex not have explained this to them? "You've got it all wrong."
"Ugh, go on then. Let's hear whatever bullshit Alex begged you to come in here and say," Isaac said, rolling his eyes.
"He didn't!" Rob snapped. "He doesn't even know I'm in here. He told me to stay out of it."
"Then why don't you?" Patrick asked with a derisive smirk.
"Because I can't stand bullies and what I see is you three bullying someone I love!" Rob said, still nervous but emboldened by his conviction.
"Oooh, lurrrrve," Patrick teased.
"Paddy, shut the fuck up," Isaac said, frowning as he looked at Rob. He was beginning to get to know the boy quite well and he had always seemed honest and trustworthy. "Okay," he said, nodding as he patted the seat beside him. "Grab a seat, we'll shut up and you tell us what you think we're missing, okay?"
Rob looked at the three older boys nervously but took a seat anyway. He knew he was already breaking Alex's trust by just being there, but how much could he tell them? Would it actually help if he did or would they still hate Alex but now know even more awful things to torment him with.
"It's okay," Isaac said softly, gently rubbing Rob's back. "We'll give you a chance." He leaned in and whispered, "Captains' honour!"
Chris was almost in tears as he sat looking up. Nicky, Mikey and Danny all stood around him, just as naked as he was. The only difference was they were allowed to touch themselves, while he had been told to stay put and wait for his second facial of the day as the others all jerked each other off around him.
"Unnnh," Danny moaned dreamily, leaning slightly against Nicky while Mikey jerked him off. "This was such a good idea!" he said happily.
"Well you may be a filthy outsider, but you're fun to play with!" Nicky joked.
"I still can't believe you guys are a... couple?!" Danny said, unsure of the word.
"Throuple!" Nicky corrected him.
"Four is quad!" Mikey added, grinning at Danny. "Just saying!"
Danny chuckled, leaning to his other side to give Mikey a playful kiss. "Cute, but... Brian!"
"Whatever, loser!" Mikey said back, very clearly not serious.
"I'm glad you guys are sorting him out this year," Danny said, gesturing to the naked boy at their feet. "It was exhausting edging him so much last November!"
"They're not edging me!" Chris pouted.
"Shh, quiet you!" Nicky said sharply, pulling his cock from Danny's grip to slap Chris' face with it, getting a laugh from the other two. "But he's right. No edging but no touching at all!"
"Wow!" Danny said, grinning as he looked down at Chris who was pouting silently. "Is that better or worse?"
Chris looked at Nicky petulantly.
"You can answer!" Nicky said, smirking. He knew Chris wasn't genuinely annoyed, not really, but he certainly played the part well.
"I don't know, but it sucks either way!" Chris said moodily.
"You could always just cum now and lose the bet!" Mikey suggested with a grin. He seemed quite keen on the thought of seeing Chris exposing himself to his big brother and had repeatedly teased Chris about it.
"Less talking, more cumming!" Nicky said, not wanting it to devolve into an argument. He let out a moan as Danny's hand immediately started stroking him faster in response, Mikey doing the same on the other side.
"If I make you both cum, then I've made five guys cum today. Is that... bad?" Danny asked as he continued the eager wanking.
"Bad? It's freakin hot!" Chris declared happily. "Make me cum and it's six!" he added cheekily.
"Not happening!" Nicky quickly butted in, then looked to Danny and asked, "Do YOU think it's bad?"
Danny looked thoughtful for a moment then shook his head. "No, it's not hurting anyone and I had fun!"
"Good, then hurry up and finish off number four and five!" Chris encouraged him. "I'm ready!"
"Me too!" Mikey said happily. He was holding Chris' underwear that had been used earlier in the day for clean-up. He was eagerly awaiting adding three more loads to it, hoping that Chris didn't get greedy and swallow it all. Hurried along by a deep sniff of the used underwear, Mikey was first to cum, Danny aiming the boy's small cock at Chris' face, a few drops making it into his open mouth but the rest streaked across his cheek and forehead.
No longer distracted by his own growing orgasm, Mikey was able to focus on making Danny cum, though Nicky ended up cumming a few moments before him, the taller boy's large cock dumping its load over Chris' face, still dribbling out the last few drops as Danny shot his fifth load of the day, which was understandably meagre.
"Wow, that's a good look on you!" Danny chuckled at his best friend.
Chris just glared back at him, one eye squinted shut from the spunk pooling in the corner.
With the evening winding down, Alex accepted it was time to head to his dorm and wandered back, in no hurry to be in the same room as the three boys he shared with. When he opened the door and walked in, he froze at the sight of Rob sat with them. "What are... you doing here?" he asked, his eyes darting from person to person.
The four boys stayed silent for a moment, exchanging glances. Isaac, who seemed to be the spokesperson for the dorm, took a deep breath and asked, "Can we talk?"
The question alone was surprising, because it hadn't involved any derogatory comments or name-calling, something he was more than used to by now. "Rob, what's going on?" Alex asked as he approached cautiously.
"You told me... that you'd explained everything to these guys!" Rob said, his expression a strange mix of annoyance and disappointment.
Alex suddenly looked panicked. "I... you... you said... you'd stay out of it! What did you do?" he asked angrily.
Rob moved away from Alex, heading for the door. "I did... what I thought was right," he said shakily. "Please don't hate me!" he pleaded. As he got a furious stare from Alex, he turned and headed out of the dorm, leaving the older boys to talk. He wandered down the hallway and down the stairs, feeling somewhat dazed by the whole thing.
As he reached the dorm, the room was pretty lively. He slipped in relatively unnoticed, sitting down on his bunk as the others went about their evening. All he could do was sit there playing over in his head what he had told Alex's roommates and what Alex might say to him the next time they met. What he had done had been an absolute betrayal of his trust, but it was the right thing to do... wasn't it?
He could already imagine Alex's fury, screaming at him for going behind his back, savagely ending their relationship, saying he hated him. It felt like his world was ending and yet everyone around him was acting so utterly normal. Why couldn't they see? Why couldn't they tell he needed them, that he needed to talk, that he needed someone to hug him and tell him it would all be okay?
By the time the boys were all settled into bed, Rob still hadn't spoken to anyone. Not properly anyway. He had answered back when any of the others said hi or asked if he was okay. He had always just said `fine', knowing they weren't actually asking, not really, they were simply exchanging pleasantries. As he settled down to sleep, glancing over to the other side of the room where Chris was cuddled up to Danny and Nicky lay with an arm casually reaching over into Mikey's bunk, he had never felt more alone.
Rob noticed a sudden flicker of light on the bunk shared by Chris and Danny. Realising it was a phone screen that lit up and then went dark, he figured it was Danny, probably texting his boyfriend. It was so annoying. As if being the perfect friend everybody loved, even Josh, he had a wonderful, perfect boyfriend who didn't hate him. He could feel his anger towards the other boy bubbling up. It likely would have continued had he not been disturbed by his own phone vibrating.
Grabbing his phone, both hoping and dreading the possibility of a message from Alex, he frowned a little as he saw it was a message from Danny. [U seemed a bit off lately n looked rlly sad tonight. Im here if u want 2 talk!]
Rob read the message over and over, unsure what to make of it. He was torn. On one hand, it seemed that finally someone reaching out, trying to help, seeing his pain. On the other hand... it was Danny! Why did it have to be Danny? It was hard to get over resentment for someone for being the wonderful, perfect friend when they just continued to do the wonderful, perfect things that he hated. Too tired to think about it anymore, he just tossed his phone aside and rolled over, quickly falling asleep.
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For my other stories, please see links below:
The Benny Saga (in reading order) --------------
Benny Takes Control – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/
The Kingswood Saga ------------------
Tales from Kingswood – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
Other Series ------------
Possession – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Phil's Naked Adventures – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/
One-shots ---------
The Art of Seduction – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Jake's Exposure – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
Becoming an Internet Master – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
Brian's Big Mistake – http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake
And Then It Got Worse – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse
Missed Opportunity – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity