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Started at the Bus Stop Chapter 4
While they ate they continued to chat, and the friends discovered that while Percy might still be a geek, he was not a bad sort to be with. Through his revealing some more information he had about them they learnt he was also good at keeping secrets. Even Bryan started to warm towards him and almost apologised for being horrible to him. He was still smarting from the actions the others had taken and in his mind was blaming Percy rather than himself. A conversation he would have later with Inky would get him thinking a bit differently and bring him to the realisation that he had been wrong. Then Bryan was man enough to apologise, and Percy gracious enough to forgive.
During their last period of the day, an art class, Gail, another pupil, managed to knock over a pot of paint, and a large splash of red paint caught Percy down his front. It was a genuine accident and Gail was really sorry. Percy didn't feel that he could go to William's house after school. He told William that he'd rather get home and let Mavis try to get his uniform clean.
"Mavis? Who's Mavis?" William asked.
"Oh, Mavis is our housekeeper. With my folks working long hours and all, they employ Mavis to look after things at home," Percy explained.
"Fuck! You are posh then. No wonder you don't want to grace our home," William teased.
"You know that's bullshit! Provided I don't get another pot of something thrown over me I'll come to yours on Wednesday, if that's okay. I can't come tomorrow because I stay on for the chess club," Percy offered.
"Yeah, Juliet doesn't get home till later on Tuesdays as well, so Wednesday would be good."
When Percy got home, Mavis was cleaning in the hall and saw him as he came in the door. "Has somebody been mean to you again, Percy? I just wish people would learn to respect that everybody has a right to be who they are. Get those things off and I'll see what I can do."
"Hi, Mavis. Thank you. I'll bring them down as soon as I've changed. This was actually a genuine accident. It upset the other person more than it did me."
"Okay, go on and get changed," Mavis said. Mavis felt sorry for Percy because she knew he didn't have any friends. She tried to mother him a bit as she knew he didn't see much of either of his parents.
Percy took the stairs two at a time and soon was standing totally naked in his room. First he pulled on a pair of lounge pants. Then he collected up all his dirty clothing and took it back downstairs to Mavis. Mavis immediately started to work on getting the paint out. Fortunately it was poster paint. It might leave a bit of a stain, but Mavis was fairly certain she would succeed in getting most of it out and the stain would be barely noticeable. Percy stayed chatting with Mavis for a short while, telling her about William asking for help with maths and using it, albeit without most of the graphic details, to announce that he now had a friend. Mavis was really pleased for him and asked him when he was going to bring the friend home to meet his family.
"I didn't mean that sort of friend," Percy said.
"And I didn't think you did. Just if someone is going to be your friend I want to meet him and see what is in him that others don't have."
"What do you mean by that?" Percy asked. He was rather worried that Mavis wanted to vet all of the friends he made to make sure they were good enough for him.
"No one else has ever wanted to be your friend. I think they are all intimidated by your genius. So what has this guy got inside him that makes him different? That's what I mean," Mavis said. "I don't think he's bad or anything. In fact I think he must be a pretty great person."
Percy went back up to his room and began to do his homework. They hadn't been given that much, and it wasn't long before he had completed it and was pulling up a story on his laptop to read. This led to shedding his lounge pants and beating off. He left his cum running down his torso into his pubes as he switched to another site to see if there was anything new.
After logging in he went first to some of the fun threads in the blog' section and enjoyed some of the banter going on among the members of the site. Then he saw there was a new chapter from a guest author and he pulled it up to read. It was a rather moving chapter and Percy's eyes welled up more than once. Thankfully by the end of the chapter things had turned a corner, and this had cheered Percy up enough that when he read the latest chapter of one of the owner's stories he was back into getting hard and whacking off. After shooting his load for the second time in an hour, he felt he needed to express how he felt about both updates and for the first time in his year's membership of the board he posted not one, but two comments, one for each of the updates. The next day he would find that the guest author had responded both on the public forum and also in a private message. This led to a conversation by private messages between Percy and the author. Percy liked the anonymity of it and found that he could pour out his soul to this author. The author very soon worked out that Percy was still quite young, but he didn't treat him any differently, and Percy thanked him for it. The author, in turn, thanked Percy for taking the time to talk to an old git' and share things with him that the old git knew were personal. Once again Percy believed he had found a friend and expressed that he wished they could meet up somehow. The author said he would like that too, but as Percy lived in England and he lived in the States it was very unlikely that they could ever do that. It was this author who guided Percy into looking into himself and working out what his sexuality really was.
Still naked, Percy made his way to his bathroom and had a shower to wash off the dried and still sticky cum from his body. Then he moved back to his room to lie on his bed for about half an hour before he got dressed and went downstairs to greet his parents when they arrived home. Once again he pulled on the lounge pants he had worn to take his uniform to Mavis, but now he also pulled on a t shirt. He got a cool drink and was sitting in the lounge watching the TV when they arrived. Almost immediately they went through to have their meal.
After spending his breaks with his new friends on Tuesday and Wednesday, Percy noticed there was quite a bit of whispering going on that stopped as soon as the whisperers noticed he had entered the classroom. Percy quite enjoyed it, as it showed he was becoming the centre of attention. He knew it wouldn't last, but he enjoyed knowing that he had got them all questioning what was going on.
On Wednesday, while he was walking home with William, he mentioned the whispering.
"Yeah, I've noticed it also. We've certainly piqued their curiosity. I think we should avoid answering any questions about it until their curiosity is almost bursting. I'm going to suggest that to the others too." William pulled out his mobile and began tapping out a text, which he pinged off to the other four. "We'll see what they say in a bit, then we can make a definite decision."
Inky responded almost immediately, saying he too had noticed it, and he liked the idea of stringing the others along. He suggested they try to come up with some story to explain their sudden interest in Percy. Inky had included the others in his response, so when more replies came in there were some suggestions for a basis for the story. Bryan suggested that perhaps they should spread a rumour that Percy had a cousin who was willing to give out and they were hoping he would introduce her to them. Another suggestion put forward was that they had learned that Percy's father had won the lottery jackpot and they were hoping to get Percy to part with some of what his father shared with him.
When they got to William's home neither Juliet nor Clive had got home. After getting some drinks, William took Percy up to his room, where William immediately started to remove his clothes. Percy must have shown his shock on his face because William reacted to it. "As much as I'd like to hurry things along, you said you'd tell me when you made a decision. I'm just changing before the others get home. Sorry if you thought I was trying to come on to you."
"Oh, no, I didn't think you were trying to come on to me. I was just surprised. We don't change at school and I don't think I've ever changed in front of someone else since I was in primary. But carry on. I don't mind looking at a trim body," Percy said.
"Thanks." William replied and continued to strip off. Once he had dropped his undies onto the floor and was totally naked, he walked over to his dresser and pulled out a pair of joggers and a t shirt. He pulled these two items of clothing on, not hiding the fact that he was now going commando. He had also made no attempt to cover up in front of Percy and had without making it seem too obvious given Percy a good view of what he was packing between his legs.
Percy was able to keep his pleasure out of his expression; he believed that he might just be a bit better endowed than William. The fact that he had to adjust his cock was not lost on William, who felt a bit more hope. Being used to having his sister and brother see him naked and sometimes hard, William was able to keep his arousal internal.
Once William was dressed, Percy asked, "I thought you had a rule in this house about modesty when there are guests present?"
"We have that rule for Clive, because he wouldn't worry about walking in on a dinner party in just his boxers, or even less. If I have a sleepover with friends, then we get changed in front of each other in the room most times," William explained.
"Do you still have sleepovers? I thought most people kind of stopped that when they were about fifteen."
"Not often, but we do still enjoy one occasionally. Clive has them more often and Juliet still has them every few months. I mostly have one to celebrate my birthday. And of course when the cousins come for a visit, we share rooms and all."
They heard the front door open and close and went downstairs to see who had got home. Clive was already in the kitchen getting a glass of milk. "Hi, Clive. It's nice to see you again," Percy said before William could say anything.
Clive spun around, startled, as he had not heard them come in. "Oh! Hi, Percy. You've come to visit again?" Then he put his glass of milk down, jumped at William, and pulled him into a hug. "Hi, Willie."
"Hi, Clive, and it's William, not Willie. How was school today?"
"It was good. We had to write our own story about a cat. The teacher read my story to the rest of the class because she said it was the best," Clive said.
"Well done! I'm very proud of you."
"Maybe one day you'll be an author and write books," Percy suggested.
"I wanted to write a story like the ones we've been reading on the computer, but I knew there would be trouble if I did," Clive said.
"There would definitely have been trouble. I'm glad you didn't write a story like that," William said.
"Yes, the people who write those stories don't let people know their real names so that they can't get into trouble. If you wrote a story like that at school they'd know your name and there could be a lot of trouble," Percy said.
"Yeah, I know, but those stories make me feel good inside and outside," Clive said. "And then I can make William feel good too."
"I'm sure you can. But like the stories, you shouldn't let others know about it," Percy said. He spoke very gently with Clive. William looked on and felt very happy. He was glad they were becoming friends and knew that, even if nothing sexual ever came out of their relationship, he was all the better for being friends with Percy.
That conversation ended, because Juliet arrived home and Clive charged through to the hall to greet his sister. That the three siblings loved and supported each other was very clear to Percy, and it made him feel good. He was happy for them and believed that was the way it should be between brothers and sisters. He had heard others talking at school and knew that not all families had this sort of relationship.
Clive and Juliet got changed, then the four of them sat in the lounge and chatted until it was time for Percy to go home. William asked if he could go with him to see where his house was. Clive insisted on joining them, resulting in all four of them going together. Percy related the conversation he'd had with Mavis and asked them to come inside and meet her.
Leaving their shoes in the hall, the three Chestertons followed Percy through to the kitchen, where they found Mavis preparing the family's evening meal. "Hi, Mavis. I've brought some friends to see you," Percy said to his housekeeper.
"Hello, Percy," Mavis said as she turned from the cooker to greet Percy's friends.
"Mavis, this is Juliet, the sister of these two guys, Clive and William. Guys, this is Mavis, who looks after me and changes my nappies," Percy said.
"Oh, Percy! You're such a tease. Hello, Juliet and brothers, Clive and William. Welcome to Percy's home," Mavis said. She clearly loved Percy as she would a son, and his odd way of introducing the three friends had tickled her. "Would you like something to drink?" Mavis offered.
"Not for me, thanks. I had a drink just before we left our house," Juliet said. The other two also declined the offer, and Percy suggested he show them the house. They had been quite surprised when they first saw the house, because it was clearly quite a bit bigger than their own yet had fewer people living in it. The Chestertons' house was not small, with four reasonably sized bedrooms on the upstairs floor, but the Nisbetts' house was bigger, with three floors and six bedrooms, all bigger than the three siblings had in their own home.
As he showed them around he pointed out that he basically had the top floor to himself. His parents seldom came up that far, and Mavis would only go up to his level when he was not at home, unless he was home sick.
"So you could walk around naked up here and no one would know the difference," Juliet observed.
"I do, quite a bit," Percy admitted. He saw no problem in saying that; he knew they all sometimes went naked when their father was not at home.
After his friends had left, Mavis was quite enthusiastic about them. She had taken an instant liking to them. She had also picked up that Clive was challenged. "You must have them come round and visit some more. If I know in time, I'll make a cake for you to share with them. Maybe they could come and celebrate your birthday with you. Do boys your age still have sleepovers?"
"Well, we might have some sort of sleepover for a birthday, but not normally otherwise. But I bet they'll like me to take you up on the cake offer. I'll see what I can arrange. Thank you," Percy said.
"It'll be my pleasure to see you enjoying yourself more. I'll mention to your parents that I'd be willing to stay on and cater for you to have them stay over."
"What if there are a few more than them?" Percy asked. He was smiling and had a teasing twinkle in his eye. He would not have admitted it then, but there was a special place in his heart for this kind lady who cared so much about him.
Although the only stimulation Percy had had that day was seeing William naked, his wank that night before going to sleep was one of the best he'd had in recent weeks. His fantasy took him to a place where he was involved in some action with William. The screenplay came from one of the stories he had read a few days previously, but the characters in the story were him and William. As he came down off his orgasmic high, he knew that he would like the fantasy to become reality. He decided to speak to William on the way to school the next morning.
After their conversation on that short walk, both boys arrived at school with their hard cocks stuck up under the waistband of their boxers and also their trousers. Their shirts, while not untucked, were pulled out enough to fold over the waistband of their trousers and camouflage the bulge where the waistband stretched over their hard cocks.