Naked in School

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Sexual Development: Chapter 26 - Getting It Together by Gymnopedies

The two weeks following Craig's stabbing passed quickly. Daniel found that he had very little free time, but in spite of this he was happier than he could ever remember being before. Most evenings, he and Jason would visit Craig. Daniel was surprised and delighted at how quickly the nineteen-year-old seemed to be recovering after his near brush with death. Craig had spent only a week in the hospital before being allowed home. Though, much to Craig's chagrin, Adam brought in an agency nurse to keep an eye on his young boyfriend during the daytime while he was at work. The Agency nurse was a strict, middle-aged woman who was obviously determined to take no nonsense, and Craig hated her. He constantly referred to her as 'Nurse Ratched', and there was one extremely funny moment during one of the boys' visits when Craig had sent Jason to get the nurse for something and Jason had unwittingly called her 'Nurse Ratched' to her face, thinking that was her real name. Needless to say, she had not been amused. Craig, on the other hand, had laughed so hard that he'd almost split his stitches.

Daniel and Jason were now spending almost every waking moment together, both at school and at home. Usually, when they got back from visiting Craig, Jason would go home with Daniel and the two of them would spend the evening up in Daniel's room, playing games, listening to music or, when absolutely forced, doing their school homework together. They were now filling in their measuring charts around four times each week, and the measuring sessions always culminated in a jerk-off where the two boys would stroke each other's cocks. Sometimes this had even turned into a contest to see who could make the other boy shoot first: Jason usually lost. However, their forays into sex never went beyond jacking each other, and it was always Daniel who had to instigate the sexual contact; even though he was always a willing participant, Jason never made the first move. Jason also remained rather reticent when it came to anything of a romantic nature. Daniel found that the only way that he could get his friend to participate in a kiss was to wrestle Jason onto his back and force him into it. Jason would protest and claim to be disgusted with the idea of kissing, but Daniel was fairly sure that, for the most part, the blond-haired boy's protests were just an act.

Adam returned to school on the Thursday after the incident at the hospital. Other than a slightly tired tightness around the young doctor's eyes, he appeared to be back to normal and was soon back into the full swing of things.

Dean went to see Adam on Thursday lunchtime to tell the doctor how he had been 'outed' by Trevor and, as a result of this, it was no longer possible for Trevor and himself to be partners in the study. Adam considered what to do about the situation and decided that the best course of action was to drop Dean from the study. Dean was extremely disappointed with this decision, but Adam pointed out that it was the only real option. Since everyone now knew that Dean was gay, finding him a suitable replacement partner might be difficult. When Trevor heard about this he hoped that he would also be dropped, but was disappointed when he was reassigned as a partner to a boy called Euan Philmore, a sixteen-year-old whose own partner had suddenly had to move away. Euan was a large boy with a face that Dean described as 'looking like a bulldog'. He had an abrasive personality and few friends, so it unlikely that Trevor was going to enjoy his new partnership.

After a lot of discussion between Daniel and Jason, it was eventually decided that they would tell Dean about their relationship. They did this round at Dean's house, after school, on Friday evening. Daniel did all of the talking, while Jason stood in silence, looking uncomfortable. Dean was thrilled to hear that Jason was gay and immediately grabbed the boy in a hug. Embarrassed and red faced, Jason struggled free of the embrace, insisting that he still wasn't sure that he was really gay. Not to be outdone when it came to revelations, Dean then nervously but excitedly told Jason about his own interest in all things medical and emptied his 'secret' bag out onto the bed, telling Jason that he could play 'doctor' any time he wanted. Jason glanced briefly at the items, blushed, and then politely but firmly declined the offer. Dean laughed and hugged Jason again.

The highlight of the two weeks, at least in terms of excitement, had been the regional kick-boxing championships. These had taken place on the Saturday and Sunday. Dean obtained tickets for Daniel and Jason, and the two boys turned out to support their friend. They found themselves sitting next to Dean's dad in a packed sports arena as pairs of teenagers fought it out to decide who would be this year's regional champion. Daniel knew almost nothing about kick-boxing and so had had little idea about what to expect. It was fast and furious and, in spite of the headgear and other protection that the boys were wearing, Daniel was amazed that the contenders appeared to walk away from each bout relatively unscathed. Jason had clearly loved it, especially when Dean was taking part, and a couple of times was even on his feet, cheering loudly. Dean's dad had been a bit of a surprise. To start with he had seemed quite cool and reserved, saying little and watching the action with a quiet intensity. But then, when Dean had appeared in the first of his heats, his manner had changed. He'd become nervous, sitting forwards on the edge of his seat and chewing on his knuckles and had given an audible sigh of relief when the bout was over. Dean had won his early matches quite easily, as did Nick Wainwright, the current title holder, and the predictions going around the arena were that, barring any major upsets, it would be Dean and Nick in the finals. Dean had confided to Daniel, prior to the competition, that this would be Nick's final opportunity to compete at Junior level and so he would be more determined than ever to hold onto his title and go out on top. Watching Nick fight, Daniel was soon convinced that the boy had nothing to worry to about; he looked to be almost unbeatable. As expected, the final battle for the championship was between Dean and Nick. Daniel watched the two teens ready themselves, his own heart pounding with nervous excitement. He wanted so much for Dean to win, but had to admit that the chances of that happening appeared fairly slim. Dean was at least a couple of inches shorter and a lot lighter than the older boy and, seeing them standing facing each other, it appeared an almost complete mismatch. However, when the bell rang and the fight got underway, it soon became clear that Dean was not going to be a pushover. The sheer ferocity and energy of the battle left Daniel breathless, as blows sent first one boy and then the other staggering. Daniel found himself shouting and cheering until his throat was raw, and beside him, Jason and Dean's father were equally as vocal. When the final bell brought the fight to an end, both teenagers looked ready to collapse from exhaustion. The referee stepped between the two boys, taking each by the arm, and a breathless silence fell as everyone awaited the result from the judges. The silence stretched out almost interminably and then the referee suddenly raised Dean's arm into the air. The cheering became deafening. Daniel was on his feet. Jason was on his feet. Even Dean's dad was on his feet. Dean's dad grabbed Jason and hugged him and Jason hugged the man back, then Daniel and Jason hugged each other. In the centre of the floor Nick Wainwright looked furious. He snatched off his headgear and flung it to the ground. Then his anger appeared to instantly evaporate. He shook his head, smiled, and grabbed the new regional kick-boxing champion in a crushing hug of congratulation.

At school the following week, Dean was a celebrity. News of his win had spread around the school like wildfire, helped by his interview on local television and the article and photograph that appeared in the local newspaper. Everyone appeared to have forgotten about him being gay - at least no one mentioned it within hearing - as people that he didn't even know came up to him in the corridors to congratulate him. Even McBride stopped his comments and jibes, no doubt coming to the conclusion that it wouldn't be a good idea to force a confrontation with Dean after all. The misery that Dean had suffered at the start of the previous week was now a distant memory.

The friendship between Daniel, Jason, and Dean became closer than ever and the three of them could almost always be found in each other's company during school hours. A couple of times, Dean even accompanied Daniel and Jason to visit Craig, who was now back at home. It was funny how the normally confident Dean became shy and tongue-tied in Craig's presence, and he was left totally speechless when he discovered that Craig was actually Adam's boyfriend.

However, though Daniel was, for the most part, extremely happy, there was still a small fly in the ointment. He still felt bad about how he had hurt Dean when he had broken things off with him. Outwardly, Dean appeared perfectly happy, but there were times when Daniel was sure that he'd caught the boy casting sad, regretful looks at him and Jason. Daniel brooded about this for a couple of days and then he had an idea. He mentioned the idea to Jason, who immediately called it 'mental' and washed his hands of it completely. Undeterred, Daniel called Dean and briefly explained what he had in mind. Dean nervously gave his approval, and so Daniel busied himself with the arrangements.

Daniel was having very definite second thoughts. He was starting to think that Jason had been right: this whole idea was mental. It had seemed like a good idea at first, but now, standing on the street outside of Dean's house, the boy started to think of the all the ways that things could backfire. It was still not too late to call it off. Maybe the best thing would be forget about it and go home. He glanced back over his shoulder at the two nervous-looking twelve-year-olds. So much depended on how they would react when they heard the full deal, instead of the one-sided version that Daniel had fed them up to now. Billy would probably go for it, but Ben sometimes liked to be awkward just to prove a point.

Getting things to this stage had taken a lot of fast talking on Daniel's part. His relationship with the two younger boys had improved considerably over the past couple of weeks due to him standing by his word as regards the measuring, and suggesting to Adam that they be allowed to measure themselves from now on, under his supervision. Granted, watching was nowhere near as much fun as actually touching had been, but as a result of the change, much of Ben's hostility had disappeared and the atmosphere during the measuring sessions was now comparatively light-hearted. Even so, tentative mention of this 'mental' plan had been met with deep suspicion. Daniel had started out by reminding the boys of what had happened during his visits to Billy's house when he had been almost completely in their power. He asked them how they would like to have this sort of power over another boy. They would be able to make him strip completely naked, touch him anywhere and in any way that they wanted and do all sorts of other stuff to him. The suggestion had originally been met with undisguised scepticism, and Ben had demanded to know what the catch was. Daniel had explained that there wasn't a catch, the boy would be a willing 'victim' and that if things worked out, it could be an ongoing thing. Though at this stage he steadfastly refused to divulge the identity of the potential victim. Speculation then arose between the two youngsters as to who this person might be. Billy suggested, hopefully, that it might be Jason. Ben laughed at this, though he appeared almost as disappointed as Billy when Daniel confirmed that it definitely was not Jason; it seemed that the idea of being able to sexually dominate his older brother held a certain appeal for the youngster. More guesses followed, and Daniel refused to confirm or deny any of them. Now that he was sure that he had their interest and their attention, he explained that the first session would take place the following Saturday afternoon at the boy's house and that he would be there himself as an observer to make sure that things didn't get out of hand. Assuming that everyone had a good time, they could then make their own arrangements for meeting up again in the future. Ben had initially balked at the idea of going to the boy's house, suggesting that it might be some sort of trap. Thinking fast, Daniel suggested that they could go as far as the front door and see who it was, and then they could decide whether they wanted to go inside. Eventually, are a long discussion between themselves, the youngsters had tentatively agreed to at least go as far as the door.

Now that they were approaching that door, it seemed that boys were sharing Daniel's misgivings. They hung back, appearing ready to turn and run.

Before the boys could make up their minds to back out, Daniel hurried up the front path and rapped on the door with heavy brass knocker. He glanced back again to see Ben and Billy waiting just inside the front gate.

Dean answered the door seconds later. He'd clearly showered recently, since his hair was damp, and he was wearing a blue, short-sleeved, sports shirt and shorts. His arms, legs and feet were bare, and he looked hot. He smiled nervously.

"Him?" Ben took several steps towards the door, his eyes wide and his mouth open. "That's Dean Williams," he said, tearing his eyes from Dean to cast a questioning look at Daniel as though there had to be some sort of mistake.

Daniel was unable to hold back a smile. "Yeah, it's Dean Williams. Interested? Or would you prefer to go home?"

The expression on Ben's face answered the question more eloquently than words ever could. As well as being one of the hottest boys in the school, Dean was now a hero, particularly amongst the younger boys, many of whom had started staging their own mock kick-boxing contests during school break-times. The chance of seeing this boy naked and being able to touch him was not something that could be easily turned down. Ben looked at Billy, though Billy didn't even notice, since he was staring at Dean in a way that could only be described as complete adoration.

"So are you coming in?" asked Daniel, looking back as he stepped through the open doorway. "You'll still be able to back out if you want, but I don't think you'll want to after you see what Dean has got upstairs."

The younger boys followed Daniel into the house and, at Dean's prompting, they all removed their shoes before climbing the stairs to Dean's bedroom.

The sports bag sat waiting on Dean's bed, and Dean went over to it, opened it up and dramatically tipped the contents out. "Some toys to play with," he said. He stood back, grinning as he watched the expressions on the faces of the two twelve-year-olds.

"Oh wow!" Billy muttered.

Ben approached the bed and briefly poked through the assorted items. Then he looked up. "These are fucking awesome," he giggled. "We can really use this stuff?"

Dean nodded. "Everything except the needles." He quickly retrieved a box from the pile and put it safely out of the way on the top of his wardrobe.

"Wise move," said Daniel. "But why have you got needles anyway?"

Dean shrugged and looked sheepish. "I wanted a complete collection. I don't think I'd ever use them."

Ben and Billy were now happily sorting through the pile. Ben had picked up the stethoscope, put it into his ears and was pressing the metal disk to his chest, underneath his shirt. Billy was examining the proctoscope, a puzzled expression on his cute face.

Daniel watched the boys for a moment and then, smiling to himself because things appeared to be going well, he left them to their explorations and turned to look at the wall that contained Dean's photographs, certificates and medals. He noticed straight away that there had been a major change in the layout of the pictures. In the very centre, taking pride of place, was a large, new photograph of Dean and his dad. The man had an arm around the boy's shoulders and was smiling proudly. Dean was shirtless in the picture, his face was flushed but happy, and his bare upper body glistened with sweat. Daniel remembered the photograph being taken very soon after the results had been announced. Sitting on top of a nearby set of drawers was another photograph, this one smaller. It showed a grinning, bare-chested Dean, squeezed between Daniel and Jason. "Don't you ever keep your shirt on when you're having your photograph taken?" Daniel asked Dean, who was now standing beside him.

"You don't like seeing me with my shirt off?" Dean asked, with a grin.

Daniel laughed softly. Their eyes met and just for a moment it seemed that a spark of electricity passed between, a hint of what might have been if things had turned out differently. Daniel swallowed hard. "Didn't you get to keep that trophy they gave you?" he asked, trying to steer the conversation onto safer ground.

Dean nodded. "Yeah, it's downstairs in the lounge. Dad said it would be better down there, where people would be able to see it."

"How are things going with your dad? He sure seemed happy when you won the competition."

"He was," Dean smiled. "Though I think he was bit shook up. He'd never seen me fight before. I think he was scared that I might get hurt. He asked me afterwards if I was sure that I wanted to keep doing it. As if I could give it all up now that I'm doing OK."

"Doing OK?" Daniel was incredulous. "You've just won the regional championships. You're the best. I'd say that's better than OK."

"Yeah, well." Dean smiled shyly. "Anyway, me and Dad had quite a long talk. He said that he was proud of me and what I'd done, but I didn't need to prove anything and I could give up the kick-boxing any time I wanted." Dean lowered his eyes. "He said that he was sorry that me and him never really did anything together and that from now on he'd try to come to as many of my fights as he could."

"That's great," said Daniel. "Has he said anything about you being gay?"

Dean shook his head. "No. We never talked about that. I don't think he likes talking about that sort of stuff. But guess what?" he gave a broad, excited grin.

"I don't know. What?"

"He's only gone and booked a trip to Florida for us. Just me and him. We're going to do all the theme parks. Mum hates that sort of thing, so she'll stay at home. It'll be the best thing ever."

"That's really amazing," grinned Daniel, excited for his friend, but at the same time feeling a touch of sadness that he himself would never experience that close father-son bond that Dean had searched for and apparently now found.

Over by the bed, Ben and Billy were arguing over which of them should get to use the stethoscope on the other.

Daniel sighed. "I guess we should lay out the full deal for them and see if they're up for it, before they decide to kill each other."

"Yeah," said Dean, looking suddenly nervous again. "I've been thinking though. Maybe we should forget about that extra part and just follow the original plan and let them do what they're expecting to do. If we push it, they might pull out."

Daniel shook his head. "No way. It can't be all one-sided; they've got to give something as well. If you let Ben think that he's completely in charge, he'll walk all over you. I've been there, remember? I know what he's like. I think if we stick to our guns we'll be able to swing it. Let's at least give it a try."

"Alright," said Dean, still sounding uncertain. "But you do the talking. You're better at that sort of thing than me."

Daniel took a deep breath, approached the bed and put a hand on Ben's shoulder, bringing the boys' argument to a stop. "OK guys, here's the deal." He pulled the stethoscope from Ben's hands and tossed it down onto the bed. "You get to use all of this stuff on Dean. He'll get naked and you can do just about anything you want to him" He picked up the proctoscope and held it out. "You won't even need to go hunting for a candle this time."

Billy's eyes turned into saucers. "We can put that up his bum?"

"If you want," said Daniel.

"Cool," said Ben. He looked at Dean as though imagining what he was going to do to the older boy.

"But..." Daniel paused until he was sure that he had their full attention. "Before you get to do that, you have to do something first."

Ben's eyes narrowed. "What?" he asked, coolly.

"First, the two of you have to get naked and me and Dean get to examine you."

"I knew it!" Ben sucked in an angry breath. "You never said we'd have to do anything like that, but I knew that this was all some sort trick. Forget it. There's no way that we're going to get naked. Come on, Billy, we're going home." He started to move towards the door.

Daniel stood his ground in front of Ben. He held up his hands, stopping the youngster. "Hold on a minute. At least listen to the full deal. Then, if you decide to go, no one's going to stop you."

Ben stopped, but he still looked angry and defiant. Billy simply looked uncertain, as though he were torn between his loyalty to Ben and his desire to have some fun with Dean, even if he did have to be the first one naked in order to make that happen.

"The reason you have to get naked first is to prove that you can be trusted," said Daniel. "If Dean were just to go ahead and let you do stuff to him, you might decide to blackmail him, like you did me, so that he would have to let you do more and more."

"We wouldn't do that," Ben scowled.

"Yes you would, and we both know it," said Daniel. "You wouldn't be able to help yourself. I trusted you, and look what happened to me. You're not going to get the chance to do anything like that to Dean. If you want to do this thing then you're going to have to bring something to the deal; you can't just take from it. If you decide to go ahead, the three of you can have a lot of fun, not just today, but other times as well. Think about it. Anything that Adam does with you at school, Dean will let you do to him. Hell, he'll even let you tie him up if that's what you want to do." Daniel and Dean had discussed this beforehand and Dean had revealed that he was quite turned on at the thought of being tied up naked. "Whatever happens, you're still getting the best out of the deal."

"He'd really let us tie him up?" Ben looked at Dean, his scowl easing into a thoughtful frown.

"Eventually," said Daniel. "When you've proved that you can be trusted."

"If we agree, what would we have to do?" Ben demanded.

Daniel fought back a smile. Ben was hooked. Now he just needed to be landed. "Like I said, you and Billy would both get naked and me and Dean would examine you using this stuff here. Then, when we're done, you both get dressed, Dean gets naked and you get to examine him."

"What about you?" asked Ben. "If you're going to be examining us, we should get to examine you."

"You've already done that," said Daniel. "I'm keeping my clothes on this time."

Ben considered the proposal. "OK," he said, cautiously. "But you only get to do stuff to us that the doc did the first time we went to see him."

Daniel shook his head. "We get to do everything that he did to you the second time. Then when Dean gets naked, you can do all of the same stuff to him and more besides, if you want."

Ben's frown returned. He was obviously thinking over everything that had happened during his second session with the doctor and he wasn't happy about the prospect of allowing these two older boys to do some of those things to him. "No deal," he said. "First time or nothing."

"Second time," insisted Daniel.

"Come on Billy," Ben took another step towards to the door.

Billy didn't move. He gave his friend a pained look. "I'm staying."

"What? Have you gone loopy?" Ben glared at the boy.

"You go if you want. I'm staying." Billy straightened himself up and gave a forced smile. "I think it'll be fun."

"Please yourself," growled Ben. He reached for the door handle.

"Wait!" Dean spoke for the first time since the haggling had started. He put his hand on Ben's arm. "How about if I offer you something extra to sweeten the deal?"

"Extra? What?" Ben didn't look as though he wasn't about to be easily convinced.

"You ever had your dick sucked?"

It took several seconds for this to register. "You're saying that if we do this, you'll suck our dicks?"

Dean nodded.

"Fuck!"

"We'll see," Dean giggled. "But I think sucking should be enough for now. We can save the fucking for some other time."

Ben's hand slipped off the door handle. He sighed. "Oh, what the hell..."

"Yessss!" shouted Billy, happily.

"Just remember that you can only do the things that the doc did," said Ben, frowning as he returned to stand next to Billy.

"Oh, stop whinging and get your clothes off," grinned Daniel. He was relieved that his plan appeared to be working out. If only Ben could be kept in line then Dean and the two youngsters should be able to have a lot of fun together over the coming weeks and months.

Smiling shyly, Billy started to undress, dropping his clothes onto the bed. Ben hesitated for a moment and then began to follow his friend's example.

Billy was the first to be naked. He kept a hand covering his groin as he pushed down his briefs and stepped out of them. Ben also kept himself covered. Both boys kept casting frequent glances at Dean, who stood watching them intently.

"Alright, hands at your sides, no covering up," said Daniel, taking charge. Reluctantly, the boys moved their hands, revealing their smooth, hairless groins.

Dean gave a soft gasp and giggled nervously. His eyes moved from Ben to Billy and back again. He took a step towards the boys and then stopped and looked at Daniel as if waiting to be told what to do.

"Go ahead," said Daniel, with a shrug. "You're the doctor, so you've got to tell them what to do."

"OK, erm, right," said Dean. He picked up the stethoscope and hung it around his neck. A smile appeared on his face as though wearing this instrument had suddenly given him more confidence. "First I need to take a look in your ears and stuff like that," he said.

"That's gross. Why do you want to do that?" Ben asked, grimacing.

"Because that's what doctors do," said Dean. He opened the box that contained the scope and screwed a plastic nozzle on the end. He then used this to look into the ears of first Billy and then Ben. "Looks OK," he said. "Do you want a look?" he asked Daniel.

Daniel didn't have any particular desire to look inside anyone's ears, but it was all part of the game so he decided he had better go along with it. He accepted the scope and took his turn examining the ears of both of the younger boys.

Now that he was up and running, Dean's confidence seemed to increase. He used a wooden tongue-depressor to look down the boys' throats and then had a thorough feel around under their jaws. Billy accepted these attentions with a shy smile, Ben wore his usual scowl.

"I'll tell you what. Instead of doing them both together, why don't you concentrate on one of them while I do the other, and then we can swap," suggested Daniel.

Dean smiled and nodded. "OK. Sounds good. Which do you want first?"

"You're the doctor, so you choose," said Daniel.

Dean chose to start with Billy. This didn't come as any surprise. Billy was compliant, and appeared to be almost enjoying the game, whereas Ben was being his usual stubborn, recalcitrant self. Dean seemed a little intimidated by Ben's hostility and so had taken the easier option.

Daniel, on the other hand, was not in the least bit intimidated by Jason's younger brother. The fourteen-year-old sat himself down on the bed and beckoned Ben to come and stand in front of him.

"This sucks," Ben complained. "I don't see why you have to be involved. You've touched us both plenty, when you were doing the measuring, so you've already been more than paid back for what we did to you."

"Not quite," said Daniel. "Though after today I think we'll be just about even. If you don't like it, get your clothes on and go. No one is making you stay. Billy will be able to tell you all about his blow-job when he sees you later."

"I'm staying," Ben muttered. "Let's get this over with and get to our turn."

"I think that's a good choice," smiled Daniel. "You'll like playing with Dean. I've seen him naked and he really is hot." Dean broke off from his examination of Billy to shoot Daniel a shy smile at the complement.

Ben was now standing directly in front of Daniel, and the older boy ran appraising eyes over the youngster's body. Daniel had seen it all before during his after-school measuring sessions, but this was a sight that he could never tire of looking at. Ben was a younger replica of Jason. His body was slim and almost completely smooth. His groin was hairless and his small, cute dick hung down in front of his marble-sized balls. Daniel put out his hand and gently lifted the boy's dick, letting it rest on his finger. Ben simply watched, frowning. Taking the soft organ between his thumb and index finger, Daniel began to stroke it, at the same time using his other hand to have a good feel of Ben's balls. This was so much better than the measuring sessions, where he had always had to restrain himself and keep an eye on whether Adam might be watching. Here he had the full freedom to touch and play with the youngster in almost any way that he wanted. He pushed Ben's foreskin all the way back and closely examined the pink head, leaning forwards to have a really good look. He even lightly squeezed the head between his fingers to open the hole, like the boys had done to him during his second session with them. Ben grunted but didn't speak, and Daniel slid the skin back into place and continued stroking the boy's cock. It didn't take long for Ben to become hard. Daniel wrapped his fingers around the small, stiff shaft and gave it a squeeze, causing Ben to suck in a breath and shuffle his feet.

Glancing over at Dean and Billy, Daniel saw that Dean was listening to Billy's chest with the stethoscope. Billy was obviously enjoying the attention since he was smiling happily and his cock was fully erect.

Turning his attention back to Ben, Daniel pulled the boy's cock down and then released it, allowing it to spring upright again. He repeated this a couple of times until Ben took a step back.

"You said you were going to do what the doctor did to us," Ben complained. "He didn't do that."

"No, I don't suppose he did," Daniel agreed. "OK, let's try something that he did do. Turn around and bend over."

"Why?"

"Because I want to see your bum-hole," Daniel grinned.

"This really sucks," Ben grumbled. But he did turn around and bend forwards.

"Bend over some more," said Daniel, getting to his feet and pushing down on the boy's back. "That's better. Now let's have a look back here." He pulled the boy's cheeks apart and looked between them. Ben's hole looked small and tight. Daniel touched it lightly, brushing his fingertip over the puckered ring. He felt his own hard cock give a jerk inside his shorts as he made the contact. Ever since the incident with the candle, he'd fantasized about getting his revenge. He'd hope that he would get to see Ben receiving a full internal examination from Adam, and there was a good chance that that might still happen at some time in the future, but he'd never realistically expected to get the opportunity to push his own finger up there. "Let's do it," he said. He reached for the box of latex gloves and pulled one out, blowing into it to open it up before pulling it onto his right hand.

"What are you going to do?" asked Ben, a worried look on his face.

"What do you think?" said Daniel. He worked the glove down over his fingers.

Some of the colour had gone from Ben's face and he swallowed nervously.

"Last chance," said Daniel. "You can still get dressed and go. But if you do, you don't get to play with Dean."

Ben appeared to think it over for a moment and then gave a grim nod. "I'm staying."

"OK, get on the bed on your hands and knees."

While Ben climbed into position, Daniel found a bottle of lube and squirted some onto his glove-covered index finger. He made sure that it was properly coated and then squirted more lube directly onto Ben's hole.

"Argh! That's cold," Ben gasped.

"Sorry," said Daniel. He spread the goo over the hole with his finger.

Dean had been busy giving Billy's dick and balls an extremely thorough examination, but he broke off, and both Dean and Billy gave their full attention to what Daniel was about to do to Ben.

"Ugh! What are you all watching for?" asked Ben, turning his head to glare at them.

"You should think yourself lucky that we aren't going to video it," said Daniel.

"My phone will take videos," grinned Dean, brightly. "We could post it on YouTube."

"What? No way." Ben started to get up.

"He's joking," said Daniel, pushing the youngster back down into position.

"He'd better be," Ben muttered.

Daniel placed his gloved finger against the boy's ring and spent a few moments gently massaging the entrance without applying any real pressure. He intended to take this slowly, since the very last thing that he wanted to do was to hurt the boy. Ben had been a real wanker at times, particularly over the matter of the video tape. However, over the past couple of weeks Daniel realised that he had developed something approaching affection for the youngster. He couldn't help wondering whether Ben had more in common with Jason than just his looks. Jason liked to try to project a tough image to cover his own insecurities. Maybe Ben was the same. Daniel increased the pressure slightly, probing at the hole with his fingertip. At the same time he reached round and took hold of the boy's hard cock and began to slowly wank it. Ben squirmed and sucked in a breath. Using a slow twisting movement, Daniel worked the end of his finger into the boy's arse. His only previous experience with this sort of thing was when he had done it to Dean. Ben was much tighter than Dean had been, and his arse-ring was tightly gripping Daniel's finger.

Daniel noticed that Billy was watching extremely closely. "You two ever do anything like this to each other," he asked the youngster.

Billy shook his head. "All we ever do is get naked and play with each other."

"Maybe you'll get to do a bit more after today," Daniel grinned.

"Ooh!" Ben gave a soft gasp as Daniel's finger finally slid all the way inside.

"Feel OK?" asked Daniel.

"Yeah," said Ben. He turned his head so that they could see his face. Surprisingly, he was actually smiling. It was an uncomfortable smile, and his cheeks were flushed, but it was definitely a smile.

Daniel worked his finger in and out a few times, twisting it around. This was so hot. He could feel his own cock twitching and leaking precum into the front of his shorts. What would it feel like to take out his finger and replace it with his hard dick, fucking it deep into that tight hole? He gripped Ben's cock and squeezed it, hard, whilst pushing his finger inside the boy as far as it would go. Ben tensed up and groaned. Daniel quickly decided that he had better stop, before both he and Ben reached orgasm. Reluctantly, he withdrew his finger.

"If you're done, can I get up now?" asked Ben, his voice oddly muted.

"Better stay where you are until Dean's had his turn," said Daniel. He gave one of the boy's arse cheeks a squeeze.

"Shit! This isn't fair," Ben complained. "How come I'm the one getting all the poking? What about Billy?"

"Billy's going to get his turn in a minute," said Daniel. He looked at Billy, who swallowed nervously.

Dean had wasted no time in pulling on a latex glove and lubing-up his finger. He stood over Ben, grinning eagerly. "Can I do it while he's on his back?" he asked Daniel.

Daniel gave a shrug. "You're the boss. You can ask him to stand on his head if you want."

"That would be funny," Billy giggled.

"You won't think it's so funny when it's your turn," Ben pouted. He turned onto his back, letting his lower legs hang over the edge of the bed.

"You'll need to put your legs up so that I can get to your bum," Dean told the boy. He lifted one of Ben's legs, showing him the position he wanted the youngster to get into.

Ben lay on his back with his legs raised and spread wide apart. He looked uncomfortable and apprehensive. He also looked extremely hot, with his entire body on display. Dean sat down on the bed beside Ben, reached under and pushed his finger smoothly into the boy's already well lubricated arse. Ben's eyes widened at the intrusion, but he showed no signs of discomfort.

With a look of intense concentration on his face, Dean moved his finger around inside Ben, pushing it in and out a few times. Then he giggled. "This is so cool." He still had the stethoscope around his neck, and he raised it and put it to his ears. Still keeping his finger in Ben's arse, he used the stethoscope to listen to the boy's chest for a moment and then moved the metal disk lower, pressing it against Ben's hard cock and then his balls. He giggled again and lowered the stethoscope before beginning a close examination of Ben's dick and ball-sac, all without removing his finger from the boy's hole.

Daniel watched Dean for a moment and then turned his attention to Billy. He gave the dark-haired boy a reassuring smile as he stripped off the glove he had worn to probe Ben and pulled on a new one. Billy wore a worried expression and Daniel recalled how the boy had complained that it had hurt when he had received his internal examination from Adam. He put a hand on the Billy's shoulder. "You don't want me to do it?" he asked, very softly, so that Ben wouldn't hear.

Billy pressed his lips together as he looked apprehensively at the glove. Then he raised his gaze to meet Daniel's eyes and he suddenly smiled. "It'll be OK," he said. "Besides, if you don't do it to me now, Ben will never let me hear the end of it."

"Alright. But I guess we're going to have to use the floor, since there's no room on the bed. Get down on your hands and knees."

While Billy got into position, Daniel applied some lube to the glove, already anticipating the feeling of Billy's tight sphincter gripping his finger. It was an amazing sensation and an incredible turn on. He thought of how Adam had had his finger inside all of the boys in the study: himself and Jason - Shit! The thought of fingering Jason's arse nearly sent him over the edge - Dean and Trevor, Ben and Billy, the Benson Twins - Wow! Fingering the twins would be really hot. He was starting to realise why Dean found this medical stuff such a turn on. He quickly finished coating his finger and dropped down onto his knees behind Billy. He started by having a good look at the boy's arsehole, touching it lightly with the fingers of his bare hand. He smiled to himself as he watched it twitch and tighten and relax, almost as though it were winking at him. He'd touched the boy back here before, illicitly, during the measuring sessions, but it was so much better being able to look and touch at the same time. Reaching between the Billy's legs he had a good feel of the youngster's balls and then his hard cock, easing back the skin and rubbing his finger over the sensitive head, and causing Billy to squirm and gasp. Then, keeping his hold on the Billy's cock, he used his other hand to apply some lube to the boy's hole and started to rub it around. Billy tensed at the first touch of the cold lube, but soon started to relax again as Daniel worked it around and into his arsehole. Daniel spent several minutes fingering the boy, at first just pushing against the hole, then sliding the tip of his finger inside, and then eventually his entire finger, and other than a little heavy breathing, Billy accepted all of this in silence.

A few feet away, Dean was still sliding his finger in and out of Ben, but was now also jacking the boy's dick. Ben lay back, squirming, with his eyes tightly closed and his hands at his sides clenched into tight fists.

"Get up on your knees," Daniel whispered to Billy. He helped the boy straighten up, keeping his finger inside his arse, and then pulled the twelve-year-old tightly against him as he reached around and started jerking the youngster's cock.

Ben was now squirming frantically, and Dean's hand was almost a blur on the boy's cock. Ben's moaning increased in volume and suddenly he tensed up and his back arched. "Oh shit!" he gasped. His whole body shuddered and then he relaxed, panting heavily.

"Hey, a dry cum," Dean giggled. "Cool." He gave Ben's cock a final playful squeeze and then removed his finger from the boy's arse, stripped off the glove, and turned to watch Daniel and Billy, his hand lightly stroking Ben's bare chest.

Daniel kept up his fingers moving up and down Billy's dick at a steady pace as he wiggled the index finger of his other hand around inside the boy's bum-hole. Billy had just watched Ben reach orgasm while having a finger in his arse, and now he was going to experience the same thing himself.

On the bed, Dean moved his hand from Ben's chest and began once more to play with the boy's cock, which was, amazingly, still half-way hard. He began sliding the skin backwards and forwards, and running his fingers over the head. Ben grunted but, surprisingly, didn't object.

Seeing Ben being fondled must have helped push Billy over the edge since he suddenly tensed and his anal ring clamped tighter than ever around Daniel's probing finger. A moment later his cock seemed to swell and it started to throb in the older boy's hand as drops of thin fluid dribbled out onto Daniel's fingers.

Daniel continued to stroke the boy for several seconds until he was sure that his orgasm was done, and then he stopped and gently withdrew his finger. Billy gasped and shoulders slumped in exhaustion.

"Cool," Dean said again. He got up and helped Billy to his feet and then quickly dropped down in front of the boy to examine his cock, collecting some of Billy's thin cum on his fingertip. He looked at it closely, sniffed it and then touched it to his tongue.

"Ew! Gross!" muttered Ben. He pulled a face and then started to giggle.

"You want a taste?" grinned Dean.

"Yuck! No way!" laughed Ben. He swung his feet around onto the floor and sat up. "Can we get dressed now?"

"In a minute," said Dean. "We've got to clean you up first." He quickly took some tissues from a box and, much to Ben's obvious disgust, he used these to wipe the remnants of lube from the boy's arse. He then repeated the procedure with Billy.

As soon as he was cleaned up, Ben started to pull on his clothes. He stopped with one leg inside his trousers. "Hey, hang on a minute. That wasn't fair. Both of you guys put your fingers in me, but only Daniel put a finger in Billy."

"Don't worry," laughed Dean. "Next time I'll make sure I put a finger in both of you. I could even do you both at the same time." He held up his two index fingers.

"Next time?" Ben's eyes narrowed. "I thought the deal was that if we let you do it to us this once, we'd be able to do it to you in future."

"Yeah, I guess," said Dean.

"Oh, come on, Ben," said Daniel. "You can't pretend that you didn't enjoy that at least a little bit. The three of you will have much more fun if you give and take instead of keeping it all one sided."

Ben looked thoughtful. "Maybe," he admitted. He gave a grin. "We'll see. Anyway, it's our turn to have some fun with you now, so get your kit off."

Grinning happily, Dean began to strip.

It took just seconds for Dean to get bare-arsed naked. Both Ben and Billy paused in their dressing to look the older boy up and down, taking in his smooth, tight, but not overly muscular torso, and staring, a little wide-eyed, at his very hard dick. Even Ben appeared impressed. After all, this was the famous Dean Williams who now stood naked in front of them.

"Come on guys, hurry up and get your clothes on and then we can get started," said Dean, a little impatiently. He giggled lightly and ran the palm of his hand over his chest. He'd clearly enjoyed getting hands-on with Ben and Billy, but it was obvious that he was even more excited at the prospect of letting the younger boys take charge and get their hands on him.

Ben and Billy quickly finished getting dressed. Then they stood looking at Dean, each waiting for the other to make the first move. Surprisingly, it was Billy who stepped forwards first. He very tentatively reached out his hand and touched Dean's erection. After the briefest contact, he pulled his hand away, then laughed and reached out again, this time taking a proper hold and wrapping his fingers around the shaft. A moment later Ben joined him and soon both boys were having a good feel of Dean's dick and balls. Dean stood with his legs apart and his hands at his sides, giving the youngsters full access to touch him anywhere that they wanted.

After a few moments, Billy turned and retrieved the stethoscope, and put it to his ears. He placed the metal disk against Dean's bare chest and gave a delighted laugh. "This is so cool."

"Let me have a go," said Ben, reaching for the instrument.

"In a minute," said Billy, batting Ben's hand away. "You can be using something else."

Ben gave a frown and turned to the pile of medical equipment. Searching through it, he picked up the digital thermometer. He looked at it for a moment, pressed the button to turn it on and then approached Dean. "Open up."

Dean saw what Ben was holding and shook his head. "No, that's not for my mouth." He grinned sheepishly.

Ben looked puzzled. "Where else would it go?"

"Use you imagination, Ben," laughed Daniel. "Round the back," he added, when Ben still showed no signs of catching on.

"Oh. You mean in his bum?" Ben smiled. "I get to put this in his bum?"

"Maybe in a bit," said Dean. "But why don't you use it round the front first?" He nodded his head down in the direction of his boner.

Again, Ben looked puzzled and it even took Daniel a moment to work out what his friend was talking about.

"I think he means like this," said Daniel. He took the thermometer from Ben's hand and taking hold of Dean's dick, he slid the boy's foreskin back from the head and very carefully inserted the end of the thermometer's narrow probe into the piss-slit.

"Oh, wow!" said Ben, taking over from Daniel and replacing the older boy's hands with his own.

Daniel stepped back, out of the way. He'd only meant to watch, not get involved himself, but it had felt great getting another feel of Dean's cock. The swollen shaft had felt so warm and hard under his fingers. He noticed that his fingers were a little sticky from Dean's precum, and he casually raised them to his nose and sniffed them. He saw Dean watching him and he gave an embarrassed grin.

"OK, you can use the stethoscope now, if you want," said Billy.

"Alright." Ben put the thermometer down and took the stethoscope from Billy. Billy dropped to his knees and began a very thorough examination of Dean's boner, pulling the skin all the way back to expose the head and feeling up and down the shaft.

Watching what was going on, Daniel felt a little jealous. He was jealous of Ben and Billy being able to explore Dean's body so freely, and at the same time he was also a little jealous of Dean. At that moment, he would have loved to have been naked and have the two youngsters touching him everywhere. He smiled wryly to himself as he remembered how he had hated it when, not so long ago, he had been the one in Dean's position. Still, the circumstances then had been very different. Then, Ben and Billy had been fully in control. This time it was all pretend. Daniel was so tempted to strip off his own clothes and join in, and only his feelings about Jason stopped him from doing just that. He decided that when he saw Jason, later that evening, the two of them were going to be taking things to a new level. Jason was in for some surprises.

"Let's get him on the bed," said Ben. It appeared that he'd quickly become bored with the stethoscope, though he left it hanging around his neck.

"OK," Billy agreed, letting go of Dean's erection.

"You want me on my front or my back?" asked Dean

"On your back, of course," said Ben. "All the best bits are at the front."

Smiling, Dean climbed onto the bed and lay down on his back. He put his hands up behind his head and opened his legs.

Ben and Billy moved to either side of the bed and spent the next few minutes exploring Dean's body, touching him everywhere. Ben pulled a face as he got precum on his fingers, but then grinned as an idea occurred to him. He lifted his fingers to Dean's face and told the older boy to lick them. Daniel felt this was taking things a bit far and would have intervened, but Dean seemed quite happy to lick Ben's fingers clean. Billy watched this with a thoughtful look on his face. Then he gathered some of Dean's precum onto his finger and nervously touched it to his own tongue.

"Yuck! That is so gross," said Ben, seeing what his friend was doing.

Billy giggled and collected some more of the sticky liquid and licked it again. "I dare you to try it."

"No way!"

"You daren't," Billy laughed.

"I just don't want to," Ben scowled.

"Chicken!" Billy taunted.

Glaring at Billy, Ben touched his finger to the head to Dean's cock, then quickly touched that same finger to his tongue. He grimaced and then laughed. "There. I did it."

"Do it again," said Billy.

"Go fuck yourself," said Ben.

"I'd rather fuck you."

"In your dreams."

Both of the twelve-year-olds started to laugh, as though this were a dialog that they'd had many times before. "Let's look at his bum-hole," Ben suggested, brightly. He took hold of one of Dean's ankles and lifted the boy's leg. Billy lifted the other leg and Dean obediently bent his knees and pulled both legs up and back to expose his arsehole to the curious gaze of the two younger boys.

"Gross," said Ben, reaching in to poke at Dean's hole with his finger. He pulled his finger back and then started to laugh as he put the stethoscope back into his ears and pressed the metal disk firmly against the boy's sphincter. "I think I can hear a fart coming," he giggled.

"You are so sick," muttered Billy, pulling the disk out of the way and then having a feel of the hole himself.

Daniel took a step closer and bent so that he too could have a good look at Dean's arse. He'd seen it before, and even had his finger in there, but it still turned him on being able to see it again. He watched the tight sphincter twitch in response to Billy's probing finger and he felt his hard cock give a twitch of its own. He imagined himself pushing his cock into that hole. He was pretty sure that if he and Dean had continued playing around together, sooner or later he would have had the chance to fuck the boy. Dean had already hinted to Ben and Billy that he might let them put their cocks in him at some stage. Daniel felt a pang of jealousy. He wondered whether he would ever get the chance to do anything like that with Jason.

"I'm going to stick my finger in," Ben announced, brightly. He quickly pulled on one of the Latex gloves and then pushed Billy aside so that he could apply a good-sized dollop of lube to Dean's arse. He rubbed more lube onto his index finger and placed his fingertip against the hole. Then, without further ado, he pushed his finger inside. Dean tensed and groaned and then let out a long, slow breath. Ben giggled. "This feels so cool." He began sliding his finger in and out, at first slowly and then more quickly.

"Let me have a go," said Billy. He pulled on his own glove and Ben moved aside just far enough to give Billy access. Billy's approach was much more cautious, though his finger slid easily into Dean's now well-lubricated arse. He too gave a giggle.

For the next couple of minutes the two boys took turns fingering Dean, at the same time reaching between the teen's legs and playing with his hard cock. They were obviously thoroughly enjoying themselves, and, just as obviously, Dean was enjoying the attentions of the youngsters. Daniel congratulated himself on the success of his idea to bring the three of them together.

"Hey, I've had an idea," said Ben, grabbing Billy's arm. "Let's both put a finger in him at the same time."

Daniel gave a start of alarm. Just as everything had been going well. He should have expected Ben to try to push things too far. He took a step forwards to intervene. "I don't think..."

"Go for it, guys," Dean interrupted, excitedly. "But better take it slowly though."

"We will," said Ben. He put his fingertip against the entrance and waited for Billy to join him. The two boys then began making small pushing motions, probing against the hole. It didn't take long before they both had their fingertips inside. A few moments later and they had their fingers right in.

"Oh, wow!" Dean sighed. "That feels amazing. Shit, I'm gonna shoot soon. You guys want to try the proctoscope?"

"Sure," said Ben. He reached for the pile of instruments and quickly retrieved the hard plastic tube. His eyes narrowed, worriedly as he looked at it. It was quite a bit thicker than the candle they had used on Daniel, though probably about the same length. "How will we know how far to push it in?" he asked.

"I'll tell you when to stop," said Dean.

"OK." Ben rubbed some lube around the plastic before lining the instrument up with Dean's arse. "You ready?"

"Yeah."

Using slow twisting movements, Ben worked the tube inside. After a couple inches he paused.

"A bit further," gasped Dean. He tensed slightly as more of the instrument slid inside him. "Ooh! Just a bit further. Fuck! That's good. Now make me shoot, guys," he begged, his tone desperate.

While Ben moved the proctoscope around inside Dean's arse, Billy went to work on the teen's cock, jacking it quickly with one hand while running his other hand over Dean's tight chest. Dean pulled his legs even further back, groaning loudly. After several moments his body started to shudder and he gave a gasp as cum spurted from his dick onto his chest and stomach.

While Dean got his breath back, Ben pulled the plastic instrument from the boy's arse, grimacing as he laid it aside, being careful not to touch the part that had been inside the teen.

Dean lowered his legs, laying flat on his back, a sticky mess covering his entire front. "That was hot," he giggled, still breathing heavily.

"Yeah," Daniel nodded. Just watching had been enough to take him to the verge of orgasm himself. He stood still, trying to relax; he really didn't want to cum in his shorts.

Dean reached for his box of tissues and began to clean himself, first wiping the front of his torso, and then reaching down between his legs to wipe the lube from around his arse. "You guys were great," he told the twelve-year-olds. "I guess you want me to keep my side of the bargain now?"

Ben's eyes sparkled and Billy nodded, eagerly.

"OK, get your clothes off."

"Can't we just drop our pants?" asked Ben.

Dean grinned. "I guess, if you want. But I like seeing you naked; you're both so cute."

Frowning, as though he didn't like being called 'cute', Ben pushed his trousers and briefs down past his knees and lifted his top to reveal his dick, which was fully hard. Billy, on the other hand, gave a giggle and quickly pulled everything off until he was once more naked. He too was hard. Ben's frown deepened for a moment and then he gave a resigned sigh and followed Billy's example, stripping completely. Both boys looked nervous.

Dean, still naked himself, dropped down on his knees in front of the two youngsters and used both hands to stroke and squeeze their boners. Then, still keeping hold of Ben's dick with his left hand, he turned his head and leaned forwards and licked his tongue up the shaft of Billy's erection. Billy gasped and gave a delighted laugh, though the laugh trailed off and his eyes widened as Dean pulled the skin back and licked around the sensitive head of his dick. Dean continued to lick Billy's cock for a few moments and then turned his attention to Ben's boner. For the next several minutes he alternated between the two, licking and sucking on the slim shafts, sometimes holding them head-to-head and flicking his tongue over both at the same time. Both of the younger boys were soon gasping and squirming. Dean had a cock in each hand, and he began vigorously jacking them, pausing occasionally to take one of the shaft's fully into his mouth and suck on it for a few seconds or to lick and nibble at one of their tight ball-sacs.

Billy was the first to reach his second orgasm of the afternoon. His body tensed up, and Dean immediately took the boy's dick into his mouth and began sucking hard. Billy gave a gasping groan and his body shuddered. He put his hands on top of Dean's head and screwed his eyes shut, his hips pushing forwards. Dean continued to suck the boy until he was done and then turned his full attention to Ben. Ben achieved his own second orgasm a few moments later, his small but rock-hard cock completely enveloped by Dean's hungry mouth.

"Was that OK?" Dean asked, sitting back on his heels, as wide grin on his face.

Billy nodded and giggled. "Yeah. It was fun."

"It was OK," said Ben. Then he too giggled.

"So you'll come round again?" asked Dean, hopefully.

Both of the younger boys nodded.

Now that they were done, Ben and Billy quickly got themselves dressed again, though Dean remained naked, seeming in no hurry to cover himself up.

"Thanks, guys, it really was fun," smiled Dean, when the younger boys were ready to go. "I'll see you at school and we can sort out when you want to come over again."

"OK," said Ben.

Billy smiled shyly. He tore his eyes away from Dean's penis and blushed. "Next time we come, will you use that procto-thing on me?" he asked, in a soft, nervous voice.

"Yeah, if you like," Dean grinned. "How about, Ben? You want to try it?"

"I don't think so," said Ben. He looked at Billy and then lowered his eyes. "Maybe. I dunno." Then he looked up and met Dean's eyes again and he too reddened. "Can we take some of those gloves with us?"

"Course you can." Laughing, Dean pulled several pairs of latex gloves from the box and handed them to Ben. "Have fun."

Daniel told the younger boys that he would meet them outside, since there was something that he wanted to talk to Dean about.

"So, you happy with the arrangement?" Daniel asked his friend when they were alone.

"Happy? That doesn't even come close. Thanks so much for setting this up, Daniel. I'm going to have such a great time with those guys. They're both so incredibly cute. Billy's so sweet, and Ben pretends that he doesn't like it, but it's obvious that he loved every minute of it."

"You'll need to watch Ben," Daniel warned. "He'll take advantage if he gets the chance."

"We'll be fine. Don't worry."

Daniel nodded. "OK. Well, I guess that I should be going. I need to get a shower and get cleaned up. Me and Jason are going over to Adam's house later. He's asked us over for dinner as a sort of celebration now that Craig is getting better. We're staying over there tonight."

"Sounds like fun," Dean smiled.

"Yeah. It will be. By the way, how did Jason get on this morning?" Jason had been to his first kickboxing class that morning. Daniel hadn't been able to ask about it earlier since Jason wanted to keep the classes a secret from Ben for as long as he could.

Dean giggled. "My coach said it was a 'triumph of enthusiasm over ability'. He'll be fine once he stops trying to do the advanced stuff and concentrates on the basics. He seemed to have fun though."

"That's good. Well, I guess I'll see you Monday."

"Yeah, OK." Dean leaned forwards and kissed Daniel on the cheek. "Thanks for everything. And I'm glad it's all working out for you and Jase."

"Thanks, Dean."

"Oh, and if you and Jason ever want to have some fun... you know."

Daniel gave a laugh. "OK, I'll keep that in mind. Better not hold your breath though. It could be a while before Jason is up for anything like that."

Daniel took a quick but very thorough shower and changed into his best shirt and trousers. He felt that being invited over to Adam's house for dinner was something special and he wanted to look the part. Besides, it was going to be a sort of celebration that Craig was well on his way to recovery, and in Daniel's mind, this certainly rated a little effort when it came to dressing up. Satisfied that he looked OK, he threw a few things that he would need for an overnight stay into a bag and then collected together his dirty clothing ready to take it downstairs for washing. He grimaced as he looked at the undershorts that he had been wearing earlier. They'd dried out now, but the mess in the front was still clear to see. He decided that he'd bury these amongst his other dirty underwear in the laundry basket and hope that his mom didn't notice when she came to wash them - that would be so embarrassing.

He decided that he was just about ready, and then he had a sudden idea. Going to one of his drawers, he pulled it open and reached right to the back. Digging down under a small pile of old schoolbooks, he retrieved a small box and a plastic bottle. He looked at the vibrator and the bottle of lube that Adam had given him, chewed his bottom lip thoughtfully for a moment and then added these to his overnight bag.

Adam arrived at around 6:30. Daniel saw the man's car pull up outside. He grabbed his bag and said goodbye to his mother, who told him to have a good time, and he hurried out. Jason was already sitting in the back seat and Daniel climbed in beside him noting that his friend had also made an effort to look good.

"All set?" asked Adam, looking back and giving Daniel a smile.

"I think so."

"We'd better get going then. I've left Craig in charge of the kitchen, and he's not exactly noted for his culinary skills, so I want to get back before he has chance to do too much damage."

"What are we having?" asked Jason.

"Take-away pizza if we don't hurry up," laughed Adam. "Fasten your seat-belts and hold on tight." He put the car in gear and pulled away.

"What happened this afternoon?" Jason asked Daniel, as they drove along. He had an "I told you so" look on his face, and was clearly expecting to hear that Daniel's idea to bring Ben, Billy and Dean together had been a total disaster.

"It was great," said Daniel brightly, unable to keep from grinning as Jason managed to look both surprised and disappointed at the same time. "I'll tell you about it later." He didn't want to talk about it while Adam could overhear since he wasn't sure that the doctor would approve of the arrangement.

"Yeah, OK," said Jason. "Did Dean tell you how good I was at the kick boxing?" he asked, proudly.

"He said you made a pretty good start," Daniel replied, trying to hide a smile.

"Yeah. I've already learned a few really good moves. McBride better not mess with me anymore."

A soft chuckle came from the front seat, indicating that Adam was indeed listening.

When they arrived at Adam's house, Adam pulled the car into the garage and they entered the kitchen through the connecting door. They found Craig with a wooden spoon in his hand, looking worried as he stirred something in a pan.

"What have you done?" Adam sighed, quickly taking over.

"Nothing," said Craig. "I was just wondering if it was meant to be lumpy like that." He gave Adam an apologetic grin before turning his attention to the younger boys. "You two are looking good."

"Thanks," said Daniel. "You look pretty good yourself. You're looking better even than you did yesterday."

"Yeah, I'm fine as long as I don't try to move too quickly," said Craig. "And I'm much better now that Mildred as finally gone for good," he added, referring to the Agency nurse that Adam had brought in to take care of the young man.

"Mildred, as you call her, was a damned good nurse," said Adam. "You needed someone like that to keep you in line."

"The woman was a monster," said a deep voice, coming from the doorway. Bill walked into the kitchen, a large glass of red wine in his hand. "She was demon in human form. The consort of Satan. A creature from the pits of hell. Evil incarnate."

"Alright, Bill, I think you've made your point," Adam sighed. He gave an amused shake of his head.

Bill looked at Daniel and Jason and grinned broadly through his untidy gray beard.

The boys grinned back. Over the past couple of weeks, visiting Craig, first in the hospital and then later at home, they had got to know Bill quite well. Jason, especially, seemed to have developed a liking for the old professor, even to the extent of trying to emulate the man's acerbic wit and ready put-downs, something that had already got the young teen into trouble with his teachers on a couple of occasions.

"Craig, why don't you take the boys through into the lounge and get them something to drink?" Adam suggested. "And take this old reprobate with you. Dinner will be ready in around fifteen minutes."

True to his word, around a quarter of an hour later, Adam summoned them all through to the dining room where they took their seats at the table. Dinner consisted of soup, followed by chicken in some sort of sauce with roasted vegetables, and finishing off with a fresh-fruit Pavlova. By the time they were done, Daniel sat back in his chair feeling full and happy. The teen also felt just a little light-headed. Adam had asked the boys whether they would like lemonade or a glass of wine with the meal, and they had both opted for the wine. Jason hadn't thought much of the wine, if the look on his face as he had taken a sip had been anything to go by, but he had persevered and managed to drink the whole glass. Daniel had enjoyed his. After dinner, they sat at the table, talking and joking as they drank coffee and ate chocolates.

"Dean's going to Florida," said Daniel, during a break in the conversation. "His dad's taking him. They're going to go round all the theme parks."

"The lucky bastard," said Jason. He gave a guilty grin when his choice of language earned him a raised eyebrow from Adam. "I've always wanted to go there. I don't expect I ever will. Mum and dad can't afford it."

"The trouble with Florida is that is that the place is teeming with Americans," growled Bill.

"Don't you like Americans," asked Daniel.

"Bill doesn't like anyone who isn't English," laughed Craig.

"And not even most of those," added Adam.

"Very true," said Bill, with a contented smile. "I've always found that the fairest system is to dislike everyone equally. That way, you can be sure of offending everyone. I wouldn't want anyone to feel left out."

"Well, while we're on the subject of holidays..." Adam exchanged a smile with Craig and then got up from his chair and picked up two envelopes from the top of a nearby bookcase. He gave an envelope each to Daniel and Jason. "This is a little something to say thank you to the two of you for all the support that you've given to Craig and me over the past couple of weeks."

Daniel examined the envelope in his hand. It was plain white, and had his name on the front. There was nothing to indicate what it might contain. He quickly tore it open and pulled out a glossy leaflet. Jason held an identical leaflet and was staring at it, looking both surprised and puzzled.

"This is a theme park," said Jason, looking at the pictures of various rides and people having a good time. His eyes narrowed for a moment. "We can go there?" he asked, his tone cautious yet at the same time hopeful.

Adam nodded. "That's the plan. Unless you decide that you don't want to go for any reason."

"Of course we want to go," grinned Jason, excitedly. "It looks amazing."

Daniel had to agree that it did look amazing. His eyes scanned across the leaflet, taking in the pictures of huge roller-coasters and loads of other rides. Then he gasped. "Hang on a minute." His lips silently formed the words that he was looking at and then he repeated them, this time aloud. "PortAventura Park, Costa Daurada, Spain. This is place is in Spain."

"What?" Jason shot his friend a quick look and then examined his own leaflet as though he didn't believe what Daniel had just said. His mouth fell open and he looked at Adam.

Adam shrugged, somehow managing to keep a straight face. "Yes, I'm sorry it's not Florida, but it's the best that we can do."

"You're taking us to Spain?" Daniel was having trouble getting his head around it.

Craig was almost bouncing with excitement. "Yeah, it's all arranged. We're going for two weeks during the summer holidays."

"Two weeks? Holy shit!" Jason started to giggle.

"But..." Daniel's brain was coming up with all sorts of reasons why this couldn't be happening.

"I've spoken to your parents," said Adam, "and it's OK with them. So now it's up to you. My family have a villa over there, and that's where we will be staying. It's about a half hour away from PortAventura."

"There are loads of things to do," said Craig. "As well as the theme park we'll be able to go the beach, and visit Barcelona, and the villa has a pool and everything. It'll be great."

"And you'll actually be doing me a big favour," said Adam. "If he has you for company, Craig won't be pestering me to go on those damned rides with him; I've only got to look at some of those things and I feel sick."

"So you'll come?" begged Craig.

"Erm, yeah, I guess," said Daniel, feeling shell-shocked.

Jason lightly punched his friend as though to knock some sense into him. "Course we'll come," he grinned. "I can't wait."

They chatted for a while, and then Adam suggested that Craig take Bill and the boys through to the lounge while he tidied up. Craig offered to help, but Adam insisted that the teen should take care of their guests, and besides, it would only take a few minutes to throw everything into the dishwasher.

So, leaving Adam to it, they went through to the main lounge where Craig connected his games console to the 50 inch plasma TV and Bill proceeded to show them all that it wasn't only young people who were good at video games.

"Shit!" Jason sighed as he was soundly beaten by the old professor. "How come you're so good?" He'd just lost three rounds in a row in the fighting game that they'd been playing.

"I put it down to my misspent youth," claimed Bill, giving a superior grin.

Jason appeared to think about this for a moment and then shook his head. "But you're old. They didn't have video games when you were young."

"Very true," said Bill. "In my day we had to find other things to keep ourselves amused. Carousing and fornication were always popular pastimes."

"What?" Jason looked blank.

"He means drinking and sex," laughed Craig. "His lifelong hobbies."

"Oh." Jason said. "OK." He gave Bill a brief, uncomfortable look, as though this were far too much information, and then turned his attention to the control pad in his hand. "Are we going to play again?"

Bill laughed and handed is own control pad to Craig. "Here, see how you get on against this young rapscallion."

Daniel watched Jason and Craig battle it out for a few minutes and then decided that he needed to pee. He got up and made his way through into the hallway, where he used the downstairs toilet. After taking care of business and washing his hands, he set off back to rejoin the others. However, as he crossed the hallway he noticed that a door to one of the other rooms was open and a dim light was on inside. Cautiously, he approached the partly open door and glanced into the room.

The room looked to be a small office or study of some kind. Adam sat working at a computer, typing something at the keyboard. Every so often he would pause in his typing and look down to read from a folder that lay open on the desk. After a few moments he must have sensed Daniel's presence, since he turned to look.

Daniel stepped into the room. "Sorry. I didn't mean to disturb you. Are you working?"

"Just doing a little work on a report that I need to get finished," said Adam, giving a smile. "I'm almost done, so I'll be through in minute. Is Craig keeping you entertained?"

"Yeah, we're playing video games. Bill is beating everyone."

"He always does," said Adam, with a laugh.

"Thanks for arranging this trip to Spain," said Daniel. "I still can't believe it."

"You're welcome. I think we should all have a lot of fun. You seem a bit worried about it though. You can say if you don't want to go."

"No, it's not that. Of course I want to go. It just seems... Well... It's such an amazing gift: two weeks in Spain. You said it's to say thank you for visiting Craig in hospital. But we didn't really do anything to deserve something this big."

Adam gave an understanding smile. He gestured towards an empty chair that stood beside his desk. Daniel crossed to the chair and sat down. The young doctor sat forwards in his own chair and took one of Daniel's hands in his own.

"Daniel, you and Jason visited Craig every single day while he was in hospital. And then you've been to see him almost every day since he's been home. I don't think you realise what that has meant to him, and to me as well. Taking you away for a short holiday is a very small reward for the friendship that you've shown."

Daniel shrugged, feeling a little embarrassed. "It was only an hour or so each evening. It was no big deal."

"It was a big deal to Craig," said Adam. "And I think it was really a big deal to you as well." He smiled knowingly. "You and Craig have become quite close."

"Erm, yeah, I guess," said Daniel, cautiously.

Adam started to laugh. "Don't look so worried. I'm not accusing you of anything. I simply meant that you've become very close friends. I think Craig sees you as a sort of younger brother, though going by the way he acts most of the time, especially when you're around, I'm not really sure which of you should be called the younger brother. He loves spending time with you, and Jason as well, which is another reason for inviting you along on the Spain trip. He suddenly turned serious. "Besides, Craig isn't the only one who enjoys having you around. One of the drawbacks of being gay is that can you miss out on having a real family. That can be a difficult thing to come to terms with. I don't expect to ever have a family of my own. However, even if you can't have the real thing, sometimes it is possible to have something close."

Daniel felt a lump grow in his throat at Adam's words. He recalled the feeling of missing out that he had experienced earlier that day when Dean had told him that he was going to Florida with his dad. Daniel could hardly remember his own father, who had walked out when the boy had been only four years old. He was close to his mum, but there had been times over the years when he had really missed having a dad and had wondered what it would be like to have that special father-son relationship that he saw with some of his friends. He thought about what Adam had just said. Even if you can't have the real thing, sometimes it is possible to have something close. He looked at Adam and his eyes filled with tears. Adam got up from his chair, pulled Daniel to him, and hugged him tightly.

They stood like this for several moments. At first Daniel felt a little embarrassed, but this soon gave way to a warm, comforting feeling; a feeling of security. As they pulled apart, Daniel wiped his eyes with the back of his hand.

"You OK?" asked Adam, his hands on the boy's shoulders.

"Yeah," Daniel nodded.

Adam gave a gentle smile. "Go on back and join the others. I'll be through in a couple a minutes, as soon as I finish up here."

Adam did join them a few minutes later, and proved that he was no mean games-player himself. Though he did lose to Jason, which pleased the young teen considerably.

After another hour or so playing games, which included a fair amount of joking around, Bill announced that it had given him a thirst and Adam went off to open another bottle of wine. Craig turned off the games console and went to fetch glasses of lemonade for himself and the boys. Jason hinted that he would have preferred beer, but Craig ignored the hint and brought the boy lemonade anyway.

Daniel sipped his lemonade and looked over at Adam and Bill, who were at the other end of the large lounge, deep in conversation. "Don't they ever stop talking about work?" he asked Craig.

Craig smiled and shook his head. "Not when they're together. Mind you, Adam is almost as bad when he's on his own. He's almost always working. I suppose he enjoys his job." He gave a grin. "And who can blame him. It was fun helping him out with those gym sessions that we did. I love seeing cute bare-chested boys getting all sweaty. I hope he's going to let me help out with more stuff later on. Maybe even some of that measuring that I keep hearing about." He looked at Jason.

"You're not measuring me," said Jason, pulling a face.

"Spoilsport," laughed Craig.

Jason had been casting frequent looks over at Bill, a frown on his face. "Craig, is Bill... You know... Is he gay?"

Craig had just taken a mouthful of lemonade and he fought to swallow it as he tried to hold back his laughter. "What's the matter; you fancy him?"

"No, course not!" Jason answered, quickly. He shuddered. "I just wondered, with him being friends with Adam and everything."

"If Bill is gay he certainly hides it well," grinned Craig. "He's been married three times and has a real reputation for chasing the young female nurses at the hospital."

"Oh, OK," Jason looked a little relieved.

"Bill is just an all-round great guy," said Craig. "Adam got a lot of stick when I first moved in with him. He was still working as a junior doctor at the hospital back then, and with me being only sixteen and one of his former patients, it caused a bit of a stir. Bill stood by him and told anyone who said anything that Adam wasn't doing anything wrong and that it was none of their business anyway. It takes a brave man to stand up and argue with Bill."

"I like him," said Daniel.

"Most people do, when they get to know him" said Craig. He took another drink. "So how are things with you two now? Have you finally accepted that you're perfect for each other?"

"Sort of," said Daniel. He looked at Jason, who smiled shyly.

"That's good," said Craig. "Because life if too short to waste it. You've got to make the most of the time that you have, especially when you have someone that you really care about. You two guys are so incredibly lucky to have each other. Just as I'm lucky to have Adam."

"I know how lucky I am," Daniel agreed, still looking at Jason.

Jason's face reddened. He looked away for a moment but then met his friend's gaze full on. "Me too," he said, softly.

Craig sighed and glanced at his watch. "It's getting late. I guess I should show you to your room." He got to his feet, moving carefully. "Ouch! I should stick to sitting on higher chairs. Getting out of these low ones doesn't half pull."

"Are you OK?" asked Daniel, concerned.

"Yeah. I just have to remember to be careful, otherwise I get a sharp reminder." Craig gave a grin. "No rampant sex for me for a while." He looked a Jason, who blushed furiously.

The boys collected their bags from the hallway and Craig led the way up the stairs, moving slowly and taking one step at a time.

"Hope you guys aren't in a hurry," the older teen joked.

They eventually reached the landing at the top of the stairs.

"You've got a choice of rooms," said Craig. He opened two doors, one on either side of the landing. "This one on the right has two single beds. The one on the left has a double bed, but it has its own bathroom. Personally, I'd have the double. But it's up to you."

Daniel looked at Jason. "You choose," he said. He agreed with Craig; the double sounded by far the best option, but he wasn't about to push Jason into sharing a bed.

Jason hesitated, looking from one room to the other. "I don't know."

"You're hopeless," Craig sighed. "Look, if you want my advice, Bill is staying over tonight and he'll be in the room next to the one with the two singles, and when he starts snoring it's like a jet engine warming up. Take the double and you won't hear him."

"OK, I guess we'll take the double," said Jason.

"Wise choice," smiled Craig. "There should be some towels in the bathroom. If you need anything, give me a shout."

"Thanks, Craig," said Daniel. "We'll see you in the morning."

"Goodnight, and sleep well," said Craig. He gave Daniel a careful, one-armed hug and then did the same to Jason. Jason looked like he was about to resist, but then went with it.

"Night, Craig," said Daniel.

"Yeah, goodnight," said Jason.

The boys entered the bedroom, closing the door behind them. Jason glanced around, dropped his bag onto the floor, and climbed up onto the bed, making himself comfortable leaning back against the pillows. He began to read through the ParkAventura leaflet that he had brought up with him. Daniel put his own bag against the wall, out of the way, and went to have a look at the adjoining bathroom.

"Wow! This is so cool," said Daniel. "I've never had a bedroom that had its own bathroom before. There's a bath and shower, and most of the tiles on the walls are mirrors."

Jason shrugged without looking up. "It's a bathroom," he said, unimpressed. "And what's the point of having loads of mirrors on the wall. Who wants to look at themselves on the loo?" He continued to read. "What is really cool is this theme park. It's going to be so amazing going to Spain." He lowered the leaflet and looked thoughtful. "How do you think we're going to get there? Do you think we'll go on a plane?" He grinned excitedly. "I've never been on a plane before."

"I expect we'll be flying," said Daniel. "You can ask Adam in the morning." He crawled onto the bed beside the young teen.

Jason put the leaflet aside. "So, you gonna tell me what happened this afternoon?"

"Don't you think we should get into bed first?"

"In a bit. Tell me first."

"OK." Daniel gave a grin. "You were so wrong about it being a disaster. Dean loved it."

Jason grimaced. "How can anyone love having the runt and his friend touching, poking and probing them everywhere? Besides, you know what Ben's like. He might have behaved himself today, while you were there, but it'll be different if there's nobody to keep him in line."

"I think Dean can handle those two," said Daniel. He giggled. "He certainly handled them plenty today."

Jason gave his friend a questioning look.

"We made it a condition that if they were going to do anything with Dean, me and Dean got to do stuff to them first," Daniel explained.

A grin appeared on Jason's face. "You mean more than just measure them and stuff like that?"

"Yeah, quite a bit more."

"This I gotta hear," said Jason, eagerly. "What did you do to the runt?"

Daniel explained how both Ben and Billy had been made to strip and had then been examined with Dean's medical gear before having their arseholes fingered. "Both me and Dean put a finger in Ben," he said, watching Jason's face carefully to see how the boy would react.

Jason grimaced but giggled. "That is so gross. I bet the runt hated it. Did he get a boner?"

"Yeah. In fact, Dean made him lay on his back while he fingered his arse and jerked his dick both at the same time."

"Gross," Jason repeated, his eyes sparkling.

Daniel suddenly had a thought. Mischievously, he reached over and squeezed his friend's groin. "You've got a boner," he laughed.

"Gerroff!" Jason gave an embarrassed giggle and quickly pushed Daniel's hand away.

"Hearing about Ben has given you a boner," Daniel accused, still laughing. "No wonder you wanted all the details." He grabbed Jason's arms and a short struggle ensued, ending with Jason pinned down on the bed and Daniel lying full-length on top of him. Daniel ground his hips into Jason's, rubbing their jeans-covered erections one against the other. Jason made a token attempt to throw his friend off, but then lay still. They lay like that for a long moment, looking into each others eyes and then Daniel lowered his head and gently kissed Jason on the lips. As Daniel pulled back, he was surprised when Jason's head came up, his jaw pushed slightly forwards, as though seeking to prolong the contact.

"You're a sicko," Daniel smiled, affectionately. "Turned on by hearing about your brother getting his arse fingered."

"You call me a sicko? It's you who was doing the fingering."

"Yeah, but you'd love to if you had the chance. Admit it."

"Go fuck yourself."

Daniel laughed, as he remembered Ben using that exact same phrase earlier that day. Jason and Ben were alike in so many ways. Almost without thinking, he copied Billy's response. "I'd rather fuck you."

Jason's eyes widened. There was suddenly an incredible feeling of tension.

"You're supposed to say, 'in your dreams'," said Daniel, quickly, afraid that his attempt at a joke had not been well received.

"Erm, yeah, OK. In your dreams." Jason gave a weak smile. Then he giggled. "Sicko!" And then the tension was gone and everything was back to normal.

Daniel released Jason's arms and rolled off his friend.

Jason stretched and plumped up his pillows before leaning back on them once more. "Come on then; I want to know what happened after Dean made Ben shoot. What did they do to Dean?"

"Ben didn't really shoot," said Daniel. "He doesn't cum yet. Billy does, a little bit, but Ben doesn't shoot anything at all."

"What, nothing?" Jason gave a broad grin. "Now that could be useful to know."

Daniel sighed. "Don't you go teasing him about it. I wish I hadn't told you now."

"Alright, I won't tease him," said Jason. "Not much anyway," he added. "Get on with the story."

"OK. But if you want to hear anymore, you've got to get naked first."

"What? Why?"

"Because if you're naked I can see exactly how much this story is turning you on," said Daniel. "Besides, I like seeing you naked."

Jason appeared to think about this for a moment. "Alright. But I'm only getting undressed because we're going to have to anyway, to go to bed."

"Yeah, whatever," laughed Daniel.

"And you have to get naked as well," Jason added.

"OK."

Both boys climbed off the bed and began to pull off their clothes. Daniel turned away as he undressed. Not because he was in any way shy of Jason seeing him naked; quite the opposite, in fact. He turned away to hide the smile that he couldn't keep off his face. Jason was so strange sometimes. He liked to pretend that he wasn't really interested in anything to do with boy-sex, yet he was obviously turned on by hearing about Ben and Billy being stripped and handled, and he clearly wanted all of the details about what had happened with Dean.

When Daniel finished undressing and turned back to face his friend, Jason was already naked and waiting. The blond-haired teen stood flexing the fingers of his left hand in front of his slim, hard cock as though consciously resisting the urge to cover himself. Together, they climbed back onto the bed, sitting side by side and leaning back against the thick pillows.

Daniel was surprised that Jason hadn't suggested getting under the bedclothes. He hesitated for a moment, and then reached out and took hold of the boy's cock. Jason shot his friend a quick, nervous look and then smiled, almost shyly, and opened his legs a little. Daniel slowly stroked his hand up and down the hard shaft, his own heart beating hard in his chest; touching Jason's cock always made Daniel's heart beat faster. A few moments later, Jason's fingers reached for Daniel's hardness, closing almost tentatively around the teen's twitching erection.

"You still want to hear about what happened with Dean?" Daniel asked, after a few minutes of silent, mutual stroking.

"You bet I do," said Jason. He glanced down at Daniel's hand around his dick and gave a soft giggle. "Doing this stuff still feels so weird."

While they continued to slowly wank each other, Daniel told Jason about how Ben and Billy had explored Dean's naked body and played with his hard cock and then had both fingered Dean's arse at the same time. He explained how they had finished off by pushing the proctoscope into Dean's arse and then jerking him until he shot his cum.

"Dean really liked having that stuff done to him?" Jason asked, apparently still not convinced.

"Yeah. It was pretty hot to watch as well. By the way, Dean told me afterwards that me and you could go over any time and have some fun with him." Daniel watched Jason's face carefully as he said this.

Jason giggled. "You mean play around with that medical gear? I don't think so." He briefly met Daniel's eyes before looking away. He giggled again, nervously. "Though if we did go over there, it'd be us doing stuff to Dean, right? He'd be the one getting naked?"

"Yeah, I guess," said Daniel "Dean seems to like it best when people do stuff to him."

"Dean's weird," said Jason. "I wouldn't want anyone doing that sort of stuff to me; especially not the runt and his friend."

"Well, anyway, after they'd made Dean shoot, Ben and Billy both got naked again and Dean sucked them both off," said Daniel.

Jason's cock twitched in Daniel's hand. "Dean sucked 'em?" the boy asked. "He sucked Ben and Billy? Shit!"

Daniel grinned. "You sound like you're jealous."

"'Course I'm not jealous."

"You sure?" asked Daniel. He licked his lips, nervously. "Because if you were jealous I could maybe do something about it."

"Erm... I dunno."

Looking into his friends eyes, Daniel was almost sure that Jason wanted to say yes but that he was struggling to get passed all the barriers that he had put up for himself. "You wouldn't have to do me," said Daniel. "Unless you wanted to," he added, hopefully.

Jason was silent for a moment as though thinking about it. "What's it like?" he asked, eventually, in a small voice.

"It feels amazing," smiled Daniel. "You'll love it."

Jason shook his head. "No, I mean what's it like to have a guy's dick in your mouth?"

"Oh, right. I dunno. I've never done it." Daniel gave a nervous grin. "You'd be my first."

"Doesn't it scare you, the thought of doing something like that?" Jason asked. "Aren't you worried that it might taste bad?" His expression was serious, almost intense.

"A bit, I guess," said Daniel. He smiled again. "Though I don't think you're gonna taste bad. I think you're gonna taste as good as you look. Look, what's with all the questions? You want me do it or not."

Jason frowned and shook his head. "No."

Daniel felt a stab of disappointment. "No? OK. If you don't want me to." It looked as though his hopes of taking things beyond simple mutual wanking had just been dashed.

Jason swallowed nervously. "I'll do you first."

Daniel blinked in surprise, sure he must have either misheard or misunderstood. "You sure?"

"No, but I'm gonna do it anyway." Jason's face had taken on a stubborn expression. He looked down at Daniel's cock, which he held tightly in his fist. Taking a couple of deep breaths, he shuffled down the bed.

Daniel watched, hardly daring to breathe as Jason got into position. This was a turn that he had really not expected, and he knew that it was a huge step forwards for his friend.

"Shit!" Jason muttered, as he lay propped up on one elbow, Daniel's erection just inches from his face. He bent forwards and briefly touched his lips to the hard shaft, and then pulled back again. He giggled. "This is so weird." He kissed the shaft again, not pulling back quite so quickly this time. "Nothing to it," he grinned. Then he leaned in and took the entire head of Daniel's dick into his mouth.

Daniel gasped. Jason wasn't doing anything except simply holding the head of Daniel's dick inside his mouth, but it still felt fantastic.

When he pulled back, Jason's grin was broad and excited. "I did it," he giggled. "I sucked your dick."

Whilst the claim was maybe a bit of an exaggeration, Daniel wasn't about to split hairs. Given Jason's previous reticence in such matters, what he had just done was a major achievement. "OK, now let me do you."

The boys changed positions, Jason coming back up to lean against the pillows and Daniel shuffling down the bed. Daniel wasted no time in getting up close and personal with Jason's erection. He'd had plenty of opportunities to handle it over the past weeks, first through the measuring and then, more recently he'd been able to wank it. Now he was going to be able to do something that he had fantasized about: he was going to be able to take it into his mouth and suck on it. He held the slim shaft against his open palm and ran his tongue all the way up its short but beautiful length, from the base to the slightly wider head. He smiled to himself as he heard Jason gasp and felt the boy tense up at the contact. Then he briefly flicked his tongue across the extremely sensitive tip of the boy's foreskin before gently easing the foreskin back a little way and taking the boy's dick into his mouth and starting to suck on it.

"Fuck!" Jason moaned, his eyes widening. "Fuck!"

Daniel allowed the shaft to slip from his mouth and began licking along it, working his way down to Jason's balls. As he licked and lightly nibbled on the young teen's ball-sac, he slowly slid a finger up between the boy's tight arse cheeks. Jason groaned and squirmed but didn't protest and so Daniel pushed his finger further into that warm crevice until his fingertip was actually touching Jason's tightly puckered hole.

"Fuck!" Jason muttered again.

"If you keep saying that, I might take you up on it," Daniel grinned.

Jason giggled. "Maybe I'll let you."

"Yeah, right," laughed Daniel. He probed the boy's hole with his finger.

"Stop it!" Jason laughed, squirming.

"You don't like it?"

"It's feels weird."

Daniel knew his friend well enough to take this as confirmation that Jason did in fact like to be touched back there. The teen's inhibitions would stop him admitting that it felt good, but he would have had no problem at all speaking out if he hadn't liked it. "I've got something in my bag that feels much better than a finger." Daniel climbed off the bed and quickly crossed to his bag. He rooted around inside it for a moment and found the small plastic bottle of lube and the box that contained the vibrator. He removed the vibrator from the box and took the small device and the bottle back with him to the bed.

Jason eyed the vibrator, warily. He'd seen it before, having been introduced to it several weeks earlier following a measuring session in Daniel's bedroom. At that time he'd declined to play with it. Daniel hoped that this time the boy might be willing to be a little more adventurous.

Climbing back onto the bed, Daniel turned on the vibrator and touched it to Jason's dick. The boy squirmed and started to laugh. Daniel ran the device around Jason's hard cock for a few moments and then touched it to his own cock. "Feels good, doesn't it?"

"I guess," said Jason.

"It feels even better around your bum hole. Want to give it a go?"

Jason stopped laughing. "You mean push it inside?"

"You don't have to push it inside if you don't want. It feels good just touching it to your hole."

"Yeah, but have you pushed it inside when you've been using it yourself?"

"A couple of times," Daniel admitted. He gave an embarrassed smile. "It feels amazing when you have it inside while you jerk off."

Jason giggled nervously. He chewed his bottom lip for a moment. "OK, let's do it."

"What, you mean put it right in?" Daniel had hoped they could have fun with vibrator, but hadn't realistically expected Jason to allow it to be pushed inside him.

"Yeah. That's what you brought that lube stuff for, isn't it?"

Daniel gave a sheepish grin. "I brought that just in case."

"Yeah, well, this is what you wanted, so let's go for it."

"OK. If you're sure. Lift your legs up."

Jason lifted his legs, pulling them back to open himself up. Daniel unscrewed the cap on the lube, squirted a small amount onto his fingertip, and applied it to Jason's puckered entrance.

"Shit! That's cold," Jason complained. He gave another giggle and wriggled around. "This is so sick." He continued to giggle softly as he watched Daniel rub lube around the shaft of the vibrator.

"You really sure about this?" asked Daniel. It was clear from the laughing and giggling and general bravado that Jason was in hyper mode, which meant that he was trying to cover up how nervous he was feeling. Daniel was worried that he might be pushing things too far.

"I've said, haven't I?" Jason replied. "So stop acting like a girl and get on with it."

"Alright, here goes." Daniel turned on the vibrator and touched the tip to Jason's lube-covered hole.

"Fuck!" Jason laughed.

"I suppose that must mean that you like it," observed Daniel, also laughing. He ran the vibrating device up and down over the tight ring a few times and then gently pushed it against the centre. Jason's hole resisted at first, but after a moment the slim tip of the vibrator slipped inside. Slowly, Daniel worked the device inside using small push-pull and twisting movements until several inches were buried in Jason's arse. "How's it feel now?"

Jason had stopped laughing, and lay with his eyes closed, breathing rapidly. He opened his eyes and grinned. He looked almost pleased with himself, as though he had accomplished something. "Yeah, pretty good."

Moving the vibrator around in Jason's arse, Daniel took hold of the boy's cock and started to wank it, his hand moving in slow, steady strokes. His own cock was twitching and demanding attention, but as he didn't have three hands, his own needs were going to have to wait. He concentrated on Jason's cock, watching as his hand moved up and down the hard, slim, shaft. Jason's cock was beautiful. In fact, everything about Jason was beautiful.

"Danny..."

Surprised, Daniel stopped his wanking and looked at his friend questioningly. Jason never called him Danny. Occasionally he would use "Danny Boy", but that was only when he wanted to be annoying, since he knew that Daniel hated it. However, there was no sign in Jason's face or in his tone that he was trying to be annoying now. If anything, the boy looked nervous. They looked at each other for a long moment.

Jason licked his lips and swallowed. "You want to fuck me?" he asked, his voice barely audible.

Daniel felt his mouth fall open. "Are you serious?" he asked, knowing full well from the expression on Jason's face that the boy was totally serious.

"You said earlier that you wanted to do it."

"I was joking. I was only having fun."

"So you don't want to fuck me?"

"Yeah, course I do, but..." Daniel couldn't deny that he'd had fantasies about fucking his best friend, but never in his wildest dreams would he have expected Jason to actually suggest it.

"I think we should do it." Jason looked scared but determined. His voice was still hardly more than a whisper.

"But..." Daniel was having trouble taking this in. It was as though his brain had stopped working. He looked down at the vibrator, half-buried in Jason's arsehole, and imagined replacing the vibrator with his cock. His erection twitched in response to the thought. "I'm bigger than the vibrator," he said.

"So?"

"So, I don't want to hurt you."

"If it hurts I'll tell you to stop."

Daniel still hesitated.

"Come on, Danny. We can do it."

It was Jason's use of "Danny" that finally swung it for Daniel. There was obvious affection in the way that Jason was saying the name. This was Jason with his barriers down; the real Jason; the Jason who was usually hidden away behind bluster and bravado. Daniel smiled tightly and nodded. "Yeah, OK."

Jason lowered his legs and watched in silence as Daniel smeared lube around his erect cock. The fourteen-year-old took care to make sure that he did a thorough job of coating his hard shaft, since he wanted to make this as easy as possible for his friend.

"How do you want to do this?" Daniel asked, when he was satisfied that he was properly lubed.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, are you gonna stay on your back, or do you want to turn over."

"I'll stay on my back," said Jason. He smiled nervously. "I want to be able to see you."

"OK. Get your legs back up then."

Jason lifted his legs again, pulling his knees right back towards his shoulders. Daniel applied some more lube to the boy's hole and worked it around. Then he very slowly slid one finger inside. Jason's eyes widened slightly, but he didn't say anything.

Daniel was surprised at how easily his finger had gone in. Though he guessed that Jason must have been loosened up by the wider shaft of the vibrator and was now probably fairly well lubed-up inside. Daniel slid his finger in and out a few times, twisting it around. He felt his cock jerk in anticipation of what was to come.

"You ready?"

"Yeah." Jason gave a slight nod of his head and even managed a rather forced smile.

Daniel shuffled forwards on his knees and lined up the head of his cock with Jason's arsehole. He leaned forwards, applying a little pressure. His cockhead pressed up against the hole, but the hole resisted. He eased back and then pushed forwards again, setting up a small 'rocking movement. Jason's sphincter still remained closed. "I don't know if this is going to work."

"Keep going. Push a bit harder."

Daniel pushed.

Suddenly, the resistance gave way and the head of Daniel's cock slipped inside. Jason gave a grunt and grimaced, screwing up his eyes.

"It's in," Daniel said, grinning in spite of his concern for his friend. "Did it hurt?"

"Only a bit," said Jason, breathlessly. Then he too grinned. "I can feel it inside me."

Things became a little easier after that. Daniel very slowly worked his cock inside the boy, pulling back and then pushing in again a little deeper. Jason flinched occasionally, but otherwise gave so sign that it was too uncomfortable. Eventually Daniel had his pubes pressed up against Jason's balls. "OK, it's all the way in."

Jason reached down between his legs to touch the base of Daniel's dick as though to check that it really was right inside him. He gave a soft giggle. "Piece of piss."

Daniel had been concentrating so hard on the process of getting his cock inside Jason that he hadn't had chance to think about how good it felt. He pulled back and slid inside again in one smooth, easy motion. The movement resulted in groans from both himself and Jason. Shit! It really did feel good. Amazingly good. He could feel Jason's tight ring gripping the shaft of his dick. He bent forwards, leaning over between Jason's raised legs and placed one hand on the bed at either side of the boy. This placed the boys' faces just inches apart. His cock still deeply embedded in Jason's arse, he bent his head and kissed the boy briefly on the lips. Jason responded with a smile, and they kissed again, more firmly this time, Daniel's tongue finding its way into Jason's mouth. At the same time, Daniel reached down between their bodies and took a hold of Jason's hard cock, giving it a couple of strokes and then a firm squeeze.

Jason smiled again, shyly, as they broke the kiss. He stroked Daniel's chest, his fingertips brushing lightly over the boy's pecs. "You gonna do it then?" he asked.

Daniel nodded. He once more took his weight on both of his arms, pulled back his hips and thrust forwards, the sensations from his dick sending an electric tingle through his entire body. He pulled back and thrust again, setting up a slow, steady rhythm, concentrating on the feeling of his cock sliding in and out of Jason's tight arse.

Jason lay with his head back and his eyes closed. His mouth hung slightly open as he sucked in air, and he gave soft groans with each deep stroke. After a few moments he reached down and took hold of his hard cock and began to wank on it.

Daniel kept the rhythm going, his cock penetrating deep into the young teen with each thrust forwards. At the same time he let his eyes rove over Jason, drinking in the sight of the boy's cute, lightly-freckled face, his slim, smooth chest, his tight stomach, his pubic area with its light smattering of curly, blond pubes, and his small, hard dick, tightly enclosed in his jacking fist. Jason was gorgeous, and Daniel was in love.

The familiar tingling that heralded the approach of orgasm came too soon for Daniel. He was in heaven, and he wanted it to last forever. He knew that once he came it would be over, but the only way to stop himself from cumming was to stop the fucking, and that was unthinkable. In spite of his desire to prolong the experience as long as possible, he felt himself speeding up, thrusting faster and harder. His arms were aching from supporting his upper body and he was panting heavily. Jason was also panting, his fist almost a blur as it beat up and down his swollen cock. Daniel gave a deep groan as he felt pressure building down between his legs. His back arched and his cock began to throb as he rammed it deep into Jason's arse and felt his cum pumping out into the young teen's body.

The orgasm passed and left Daniel gasping for breath. He held himself up on his tired arms and watched, waiting for Jason to reach his own climax.

Jason's orgasm came less than a minute later. He tensed and gave a sound almost like a sob, as cum spurted from his dick onto his chest and stomach. He milked out the last drops, grimaced as he looked at the mess on his torso, then raised his eyes to meet Daniel's and grinned.

Daniel smiled back. Then he lowered himself down onto his friend and they kissed once more. Jason lowered his legs, and Daniel felt his now softening cock slip out of the boy's arse.

The kiss came to an end when Jason started to giggle. He made a valiant effort to hold it back, but it forced itself out in an explosion of laughter.

"What's funny?" asked Daniel, amused but puzzled.

"Nothing," giggled Jason. He brought himself under control, made as though to resume the kiss, and then started laughing again.

Daniel gave up and rolled over onto his back. He looked down at his chest, covered with Jason's cum as a result of their torsos rubbing together. "I think we'd better get cleaned up," he sighed.

"Yeah, we're a bit messy," Jason agreed. "Good job I picked the bedroom that has a bathroom." He reached down between his legs and touched at his arsehole and grimaced. "Yuck! I'm all sticky down there. It's bloody sore as well."

"Sorry," said Daniel.

"It's not too bad." Jason climbed off the bed, wriggled his arse, grimaced again, and waddled into the bathroom.

The boys used the shower together, washing each other. Daniel was surprised when Jason even allowed him to wash his backside for him, though the teen was a little concerned when Jason winced a couple of times during the washing. After the shower they helped each other dry off and then returned to the bed, this time getting down inside the bedclothes. Jason didn't mention putting on shorts, and appeared content to sleep naked, and Daniel certainly wasn't about to complain.

"Did it hurt much?" Daniel asked, as they lay on their backs, side by side, in the large bed.

"A bit, but it was OK. It hurt more than it did in the dream," said Jason.

"What dream?" Daniel turned to look at his friend.

"The one I told you about. That time I... you know... shot off in my sleep."

"You mean that time you had that wet dream? I was fucking you in your dream?"

"Yeah." Jason lowered his eyes. "So I guess that now we've done it for real, that really does make me gay."

"Is that why you wanted to do it; because that's what happened in your dream?"

Jason was quite for a moment and then he gave a shrug. "I guess it was just something I needed to do."

"You didn't have to do it if you didn't want to."

"Maybe not just now. But I'd have had to do it some time."

"No you wouldn't."

"Yes I would."

"Why?"

There was a long pause. Jason lay staring at the ceiling, seeming reluctant to answer. Eventually he turned his head and looked at Daniel. There were tears in his eyes. "Because I love you," he said, simply. A tear escaped and ran down his cheek onto the pillow. "I love you, Danny."

Daniel reached out took the boy into his arms and they held each other for a long time.

Eventually, Jason pulled away and wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. He gave a happy grin. "I can't wait until the morning."

"Why?"

Jason gave a giggle. "Because in the morning, I get to fuck you."

Daniel blinked in surprise, as he digested this information. "You're going to fuck me?"

"Yeah. It's only fair," said Jason, brightly.

Daniel smiled and shook his head in resignation. "Yeah, I guess it is." He once again took Jason into his arms. At this moment in time he was happier than he had ever been before. He had everything that he could possibly want: he had amazing friends in Craig and Adam and Dean; he had the most beautiful boy in the world in bed beside him, a boy who he loved and who loved him back; and now, in the morning, he was going to get fucked. He couldn't wait.

Well, that's it, folks. We come to the end of a very long road. This is where we leave Daniel and Jason. Their further adventures are left to your imagination. I'm hoping that a few people, at least, have managed to get through all 26 chapters. If you're one of those people, then thanks for sticking with it and I would love to hear from you. Send me a quick email and let me know what you thought of the story. Hopefully there will be many more stories to come in the future.

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