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Tales from Kingswood
Chapter 30
Monday 6 April 2020
Danny was stirred from a dreamless sleep by the familiar sensation of someone climbing up to his bunk, though it was the sudden smothering weight on top of him that really woke him up. With a slight wheeze he opened his eyes to find three sets of eyes staring back at him – the deep blue of Mikey's, the gentle brown of Nicky's and emerald-green of Chris'. While the sudden awakening and hefty mass atop him were not the most welcome start to his day, he couldn't help but smile at the three boys.
"Anyone... wanna... explain?" Danny asked slightly breathlessly.
"Well Rob and Josh are off... Rob and Josh-ing somewhere," Chris started.
"James and David are geeking out over some new game," Mikey added with a slightly derisive snigger.
"And we were all down there just, like laying about..." Nicky continued before Chris took over again
"When I said Monday mornings WITHOUT school are the best feeling ever," Chris went on.
"But then Nicky said some sappy bollocks about it being `better with friends' or something," Mikey said, rolling his pretty blue eyes before adding a playful, "Total puke!"
Nicky elbowed Mikey in response as he said, "But I also said it'd be even better with Danny!"
Danny was getting a little dizzy looking from one boy to the next to the next as they spoke in turn, like a single voice from three mouths.
Mikey rolled his eyes again as he explained bluntly, "But Chris got all weird and, like, mopey and shit and said you wouldn't want him to join you yet!"
Chris blushed as Danny looked at him.
Nicky sniggered at Mikey's characteristic forwardness. "And I was like, screw that, it's you and Danny, he'll be fine," he said casually, unsure if the other boy really was fine, but hoping the playfulness would buy him a little grace.
"Yeah, but then you got all mopey too and whined about not getting to cuddle him or Chris if you two went off together," Mikey teased. He looked at Danny and grinned. "It was so cute!"
"Behave!" Nicky said sharply to Mikey, blushing a little.
Danny couldn't help noticing the way Mikey's expression immediately changed... and he actually blushed a little too.
"Long story short," Chris interjected. "We all wanted cuddles and we all wanted them with you... so... here we are!"
Danny was so ready to be annoyed at them. Annoyed was the default setting recently, but their grinning faces, their ridiculous, rambling explanation and the fact that it felt nice to be close to them managed to knock him out of the usual bad mood, even if only temporarily. "Fine," he grunted with a reluctant smile, then frowned a little as he asked, "But since when does cuddling someone involve kneeing them in the bollocks?"
"Oops, my bad," Mikey sniggered as he moved his leg.
Rob had been invited to join Josh in going to meet with Alex. Despite how uncomfortable he felt about it, he had agreed, if only to support Josh. Rob had spent most of the school year so far actively hating the Year 9 boy, a hatred he had felt was entirely justified... until he learned the truth about Josh, his brothers and the part Alex had played in it. Rob had been sure Alex was one of Josh's tormentors, an opinion only strengthened by the sudden and inexplicable `relationship' Josh and Alex had started.
When the truth came out, Rob learned that Alex had been almost as much a victim of the two older Williams siblings as Josh had been himself. Sure, he hadn't endured years of direct abuse like Josh had but being mentored by Ryan had taken its toll. Alex had spent years being convinced Josh was the worst person in the world by the spiteful older brothers, to the point where he hated by the boy before even meeting him. Then he had been used as a pawn to help make Josh's life even more miserable.
It was only when Alex started to see what the two bigger brothers were actually doing to Josh that he started to realise the mentor he had idolised (and loved) was not the wonderful guy Alex thought he was. During a particularly unpleasant punishment, Alex had stood up for Josh and, in doing so, had placed himself as a new target for their brutality.
Seeing the other side of Ryan and Mark, while also getting to know Josh, Alex had made a crazy suggestion. He had offered to `torture' Josh for the two teens, allowing them to keep a safe distance and avoid any suspicion, while ensuring Josh remained as unhappy as they claimed he deserved to be. In reality, Alex had never hurt Josh at all. He had simply pretended to be abusing him, making it sound real on their secret recordings, while really just spending time with the younger boy.
Rob had been understandably sceptical of the explanation, mostly because it sounded genuinely insane, but seeing the two boys together as they met in the Common Room made it all the more believable. The two seemed to share an undeniable bond, one borne of a shared trauma. Alex had deliberately kept his distance while Josh was in quarantine, giving him space to process his feelings. Today was the first time they would be meeting in person since before `The Incident'.
Rob's awkwardness had reached entirely new levels when Josh and Alex saw each other and hugged for so long Rob actually wondered if they even remembered he was there. They parted eventually and the three boys took a seat in one of the Common Room's booths.
Alex sat staring at the younger boy and smiled meekly as he shook his head. "It still doesn't seem real!" he said quietly.
"I know," Josh agreed. "I actually keep waking up and expecting to find them, like, standing over me ready to... just... do things!"
As soon as Josh referred to his brothers, even without saying their names, his hand gripped tightly onto Rob's. He had been unsure whether Josh needed him there until that moment. He may have been handling things well (alarmingly well, some might say) but Rob could see the little signs of the stress, barely beneath the surface. He squeezed the hand in return to show his support but stayed quiet, allowing the other two to continue.
"I feel so stupid," Alex said, shaking his head. "I should have seen how bad things were... or... or how much they were doing to hurt you!"
"No, don't do that!" Josh scolded sharply. "They were good at hiding things, they always have been. None of this is on you, nobody blames you!"
"I did!" Rob suddenly chimed in without even thinking. He blushed heavily as the other two looked at him. "S... sorry," he stuttered.
"It's okay," Alex said, looking a little embarrassed himself. "I get it, you were just looking out for Josh. I'd have been suspicious of me too!"
"Suspicious?!" Josh said with a smirk. "He fucking hated you!"
"Josh!" Rob hissed angrily.
Alex actually laughed, more at the interaction between the two friends rather than what Josh had said. "Hey, when you guys pulled that stunt on me in the Dining Hall, the feeling was VERY mutual!" Alex said back, raising an eyebrow as he looked at Rob. "I... get the feeling that was your idea, right?"
Rob looked torn between confessing and wanting to avoid trouble, instead remaining silent and looking anywhere other than at Alex.
"That's what I thought," Alex sniggered.
"I... did want to apologise though," Rob offered quietly. "Just for... I dunno, suspecting you and... saying some of the things I said. I mean, if I'd known what was really happening..."
"How?" Josh asked, shaking his head. "Who the fuck coulda figured that shit out? I was in the middle of it and I don't even get it!" Josh exclaimed, getting a laugh from all three of them.
As the laughter died down, all three fell quiet for a few moments.
"Alex..." Josh said gingerly. "One of the things I... wanted to talk to you about..." he hesitated, clearly not keen to go on.
"It's about us, isn't it?" Alex asked, nodding.
"Oof, maybe I should... just... go..." Rob said awkwardly starting to lean away.
"It's okay," Alex said. He let out a slight sigh and looked at Josh, head tilted. "Josh, I love you... and I realise now I've never said that to you before... or anyone actually... and now I'm feeling a bit awkward about it so we're just gonna move on like I didn't say it! But anyway, us dating... it was...well, it served a purpose. It helped keep you safe, which I don't regret for a second, but I know it was never real, so if you're about to break up with me... there's no need. We're good!"
Josh just nodded, smiling meekly.
"So we're officially not dating!" Alex said with a nod. "Which is great. Leaves me free for all the queues of..." he gestured to the side of the table, where nobody was stood, smirked and said, "Oh wait, there's nobody... because everyone still hates me. Yay!"
"I'm sorry," Josh said softly. He realised he was actually apologising for his brother's actions, which felt so wrong but he said it anyway.
"It's okay, I'm a big boy, I'll live," Alex shrugged. "And hey, you're officially single now, so you two can finally get together!"
Rob and Josh looked at each other, thought back to the wonderful night they had spent together before `The Incident', but in perfect unison declared, "Ewwwww!"
Alex burst into laughter at the synchronised mutual disgust.
Piling onto Danny's bunk had seemed like a good idea at the time, but a bed that was comfortable for one, and a tight squeeze for two, was in no way suitable for four boys together. As they realised their mistake, Chris jumped down from the bunk and declared, "Hold on, I've got an idea!"
Within a few moments, he had pulled the four sofas into a rough square, then yanked all the seat and back cushions off onto the floor in the middle of them and then beckoned the others over, telling them to bring pillows and duvets. They had been impressed by Chris' ingenuity until he admitted it wasn't his idea, but rather something he had experienced months ago during the half-term break when he stayed at school. While that revelation had led to many questions about the mysterious week, all of which Chris refused to answer under the credo of `what happens at half-term, stays at half-term', the four boys piled onto the cushioned area and settled in.
They had spent an hour or so just playing around, occasionally wrestling or playfully kicking, smacking each other with pillows and chatting about nothing in particular. Eventually they had come to rest in a square formation, Chris' head on Nicky's stomach, Nicky's on Danny, Danny's on Mikey and finally Mikey's back onto Chris.
Conversation had somehow wandered onto who would win in a fight between James and David, which had been a somewhat short discussion when they all leaned in favour of David but couldn't quite explain why. Eventually Chris raised his hand playfully and asked, "What do you think it's called when you have a 69, but there's four of you?" He tilted his head to look at Nicky's crotch then grinned at Danny who was sniggering.
"A six thousand nine hundred and sixty-nine?" Mikey suggested thoughtfully, missing the implication of the question, much to the amusement of the others. "What?" he asked innocently. "Did I get the numbers wrong? Should it be six thousand six hundred and ninety-nine?" The others laughed even louder. He frowned a little, beginning to get angry as he felt like the butt of the joke, but eventually caught on and sniggered. "Oh, duh!" he said jovially.
"So... erm..." Chris said cautiously, more due to the fact Danny was involved and their relationship still felt far from back to normal. "You wanna?" he asked the collective.
"Whadda you think?" Nicky asked with a grin, nodding down towards his crotch. As the others looked at it, he tensed his hardening cock to make the obvious bulge jump a little. As Chris and Danny laughed though, he caught Mikey's eye and gave him a questioning look.
This time, Mikey caught on right away. Back during lockdown, when their friendship had blossomed and they had first started playing around together, it had taken a fair bit of work for Mikey to accept being touched. Sensing Nicky' concern, he squeezed his hand, smiled discretely and nodded. "Sounds fun!" he declared happily.
All eyes turned to Danny, the last to give his verbal agreement to what seemed inevitable now. He let out a hearty sigh. It was with a mild amount of concern he realised he had been happy for the last hour, and that it was an unfamiliar feeling, but one he was keen to hold onto. "Well... if I have to!" he said, sniggering as he rolled his eyes over-exaggeratedly.
"Right, clothes off!" Chris declared. He immediately looked to Nicky and added, "Yes, even you!" The comment got a laugh from the others as they could see the boy had been ready to object and was mildly perturbed by being shot down before he could even speak.
Nicky pulled off his t-shirt while the other three quickly shucked their single items of clothing, then all watched as Nicky caught up, leaving the four of them laying in a circle, naked together.
Nicky deliberately made his cock twitch a little again, then looked to Danny's cock, Chris' and finally Mikey's. They were all sporting fairly eager-looking erections already. "I'd ask if we're all good to go but... apparently I don't need to!"
"Shut up and suck!" Mikey teased. Though he was smiling, he was visibly nervous as he watched Danny's mouth move towards his dick. He let out a momentary shudder as the mouth made contact, glanced at Nicky for a moment, but then let out a happy sigh.
One-by-one the others took a dick into their mouths, laying slightly twisted to pleasure the next boy while keeping their own erections accessible to the next boy round in their loop. Within moments, they were all letting out pleasured moans, all of which were muffled by the dicks they were sucking.
It went on for several minutes, each enjoying the dual sensations of sucking and being sucked by two different boys. None of them seemed to show any sense of urgency, the sheer shared pleasure of the experience more important than either cumming or making each other cum, though both were inevitable.
Mikey was first to blow. Whether from Danny's great technique and broad experience or simply Mikey's own enjoyment was unclear, but he released Chris' dick from his mouth as he lay gasping and whimpering through a fairly intense release. Danny, as expected, sucked down every drop. A quick, playful swat to Mikey's head from Chris soon prompted him to resume sucking the dick he had just released, making Danny snigger as he raised his head to enjoy watching the rest of the show.
Nicky was next, his lengthy tool only a few inches into Chris' mouth as it visibly throbbed and pulsated in time with his moans. Unlike Mikey, he had no problem continuing to suck while he climaxed, much to Danny's obvious pleasure as he began to shoot moments later.
Without a cock in his mouth like Nicky, or slightly shy like Mikey, Danny was a lot louder than the others, happily moaning loudly with sheer delight as he lay with his head resting on Mikey's stomach.
Chris was the last to cum. He had a brief, momentary flashback to his No Nut November and had a horrible image of Mikey stopping and leaving him unfulfilled, but thankfully he crossed the point of no return and grunted happily as he filled Mikey's mouth.
Chris had barely finished cumming when Mikey pulled away and spat the load onto Chris' stomach with a loud, "UGH! I hate that bit!" He spat out a little more, but it was more saliva than spunk.
"Well if you don't want it..." Danny declared, leaning across the middle of the group. He began lapping up the mix of Chris' cum and Mikey's saliva from the smooth, flat stomach as the others watched with a mix of disgust (Mikey), awe (Nicky) and delight (Chris). "What?" Danny asked as he pulled up, leaving a slightly shiny wet patch on the bare skin. "Don't like seeing it wasted!"
As Danny lay back down in his previous position, they all caught their collective breaths, as they basked in the post-orgasmic glow.
Mikey's head suddenly rolled to the side and he muttered, "No chance!"
"Of what?" Chris asked, frowning a little.
Mikey looked at Nicky in a slight panic, realising what he had done, or rather who he had spoken to. Having shared the secret of his Snuffles, Mikey had been getting used to talking to him in front of Nicky. The relaxed moment had dropped his guard a little more and the words had just slipped out. He gave Nicky a pleading look, hoping for help, placing his hand in the middle of their circle.
Nicky smiled back and said, "Maybe now's the time!" He reached out and took Mikey's hand. "Doubt you'll get a better chance than this!"
"For what?" Danny asked.
Mikey sighed. "Are you sure?" he asked Nicky nervously.
"It's up to you, but... I'm sure it'll be okay!" the other boy replied reassuringly.
"What? What's going on?" Chris asked, more amused than intrigued. He grinned as he looked down at Mikey and faked a gasp. "Oh my God, are you pregnant? Are you gonna have Nicky's big-dicked babies?" He immediately received a swat to the head from Nicky for it.
"No, Mikey has something he'd like to share with you," Nicky encouraged. "Something he shared with me a few weeks ago!" He gave Mikey's hand another squeeze.
Danny tilted his head to the side on Mikey's stomach to look up at him and said, "You can tell us, whatever it is!" He reached in and grabbed Mikey's hand too.
Chris joined them in the collective hand hold, sniggered and said, "I've got nothing to say, I just didn't wanna be left out!" The others chuckled at him.
Mikey let out a slight whimper, then glanced off to the side. With a heavy sigh he said, "So I have... an imaginary friend... called Snuffles," he confessed. "And I talk to him sometimes!"
Chris and Danny looked at each other, frowning heavily for a moment and then in unplanned but perfect unison said, "Ohhhhh!"
"What?" Mikey asked nervously.
"It makes sense now!" Danny stated.
"Yeah, totally!" Chris agreed.
"Well not so much it makes sense, but more like..." Danny paused, thinking.
"It explains a lot!" Chris suggested.
"Yes. That!" Danny said, nodding to the other boy.
"You don't think it's... weird?" Mikey asked nervously.
"Interesting!" Nicky corrected him playfully, a term he had insisted on using back in their time together during lockdown.
"Oh it's totally weird!" Danny said, nodding.
"Yeah, Mikey's a total freak," Chris added quickly.
"But we're all freaks here," Danny quickly explained.
"So you fit right in!" Chris finished with a huge grin.
Mikey was a little disoriented, not only from the nervous confession, but also from looking back and forth between the two boys, suddenly feeling sympathy for Danny and the way he had been woken that morning.
"I thought..." Mikey started, then paused. "I dunno what I thought, but... thanks," he said meekly.
Chris let his hand rest on the other boy's chest, stroking it lightly. "Thanks for telling us. That was... it took balls!"
"Yeah, and here they are!" Danny added, reaching to the side of his head to tickle Mikey's balls, making him suddenly yelp out and giggle.
It triggered a sudden round of wrestling and tickling, the boys all bursting into raucous laughter as they rolled around together, either oblivious to their nudity or so comfortable with each other that it didn't matter. They eventually came to a rest, a little breathless, laying together. Danny was in between Chris and Mikey, all three resting their heads on Nicky who lay perpendicular to them.
As calm began to return, Nicky let out a heavy sigh and said shakily, "I'm not okay!" As the other three looked at him in confusion he said, "Sorry, I figured if Mikey could be brave, so could I and... I'm not okay. The... break-up!" It had been a month since Nicky ended things with Will and Nicky had avoided talking about it with anyone so far, preferring to keep everything to himself.
"Ah, mate, I'm sorry," Chris said sympathetically, reaching out to grab Nicky's hand. It was once again joined by the other two. "You know we're all here for you!"
"I do," Nicky smiled back. "I just need to..." he paused, shaking his head.
"Learn to share?" Chris suggested.
Nicky nodded emphatically. "Yeah. Very, very that!"
"I hear ya," Chris replied. "You... wanna tell us more?" he asked cautiously.
"Nah," Nicky said, shaking his head. "I might, but for now, just... it helps admitting I'm not as okay as I make out!"
"I guess... if we're... ya know, sharing and stuff..." Chris said as he looked nervously at Danny for a moment and said, "I... still can't get used to... sleeping alone!"
"Shocker!" Mikey sniggered.
"Who'd have guessed!" Nicky added.
"Fine, I guess I'm pretty easy to read!" Chris accepted, not taking it as an insult.
"I don't read, I just look at the pictures," Mikey sniggered, getting a chuckle from Nicky and Chris too.
As the gentle laughter quietened, they heard a sniff from the centre of the group. It quickly turned into a whimper, then a gentle cry and within moments, Danny was sobbing helplessly. As he rested against Mikey, he leaned in towards him even more, grabbing on.
Mikey looked at Nicky in a sudden panic and whispered, "I don't know what to do!"
"Just hold him!" Nicky whispered back, running his fingers through the crying boy's hair.
Mikey did as instructed, holding Danny as he cried, Nicky comforting from above and Chris grabbing on from behind. They lay like that for several minutes as Danny cried.
Eventually, as the sobbing softened he tried to speak. "I just... I don't understand..." he whimpered. The others didn't say anything back, they just lay holding him while he talked through it. "How could he be... in here with us... living with all that... that pain and fear and misery and just... not tell us?"
The cause of his distress had seemed quite obvious, but as he began to speak about Josh he confirmed it to the others who remained silent, holding him tightly.
"And... and..." Danny went on, still sniffing back heavy tears. "How could... anyone... do that stuff to him? He's... he's so nice and so... so kind and... I just... why? Why would anyone hurt him?"
Chris held on tightly, fighting back tears of his own as he leaned in and kissed Danny's shoulder comfortingly, squeezing him gently.
"How could he... get... get so scared... so... so worried about us... that he'd... he'd ever... even think of..." Danny trailed off again into his sobbing. He didn't say anything else again until he stopped crying a few minutes later. With a heavy final sniff, he rolled onto his back and raised his hands to wipe the wetness from his face. "Sorry guys," he said weakly.
"It's fine," Chris reassured him, still holding tightly.
"I'd say you were long overdue!" Nicky added, giving him a comforting smile as he glanced up.
"Yeah, I'd say so," Danny chuckled awkwardly.
Mikey glanced off to the side and nodded, getting a slight chuckle from the others as, for once, they all knew what he was doing.
"He got something to say?" Danny asked casually.
"Yeah," Mikey said confidently. "Snuffles says he knows you went up on that roof on your own, but you're not on your own anymore!"
The other three seemed a little unsure how to react. It was such an undeniably sweet thing to say and for it to come from Mikey was more than a little unexpected. The fact that it was really `Snuffles' who had said it only added to their uncertainty of how to proceed.
"Well..." Danny broke the silence, a little choked up again at the sentiment. "Tell him thanks! I'm glad I have all of you!"
As they lay together for a few moments, bonded by shared pleasure and pain, they suddenly heard the door of the dorm swing open.
"I was sure they were in here!" James said, looking confused at David as they walked in.
Nicky suddenly sat up, mostly hidden by a sofa, his head and bare shoulders visible. "Hi guys," he said a little awkwardly.
"There you are," James said, then noticed the apparent nudity. He grinned as he approached, convinced he had walked in on something juicy. "And what have you been up to?" he asked playfully.
"Nothing!" Mikey declared, popping up next to Nicky.
"Yeah, nothing!" Danny agreed, appearing third with a slight smirk, knowing exactly how it looked.
Chris finally appeared alongside the others and stood up, fully exposed. He gave a slight dismissive shrug and said, "We were doing sex stuff!"
"Chris!" Nicky and Mikey snapped at once.
"What?" he replied, shrugging. "No shame in sex!" he declared happily as he strolled across the dorm, half the boys in hysterics, the other half blushing profusely.
It was an unseasonably warm day and the atmosphere at the school was surprisingly upbeat. Easter break had been effectively cancelled, meaning many of the boys would now be going the longest they had ever been away from home. On top of that was the reason for the cancellation – a potentially deadly virus that had resulted in the country virtually shutting down as workplaces closed and people remained in their homes.
It had all the makings of a depressing time for the boys of Kingswood, but surprisingly it felt more like one big party. Being around all of their friends without classes to interrupt the fun was a rare opportunity and the wonderful weather only added to the enjoyment.
Rob and Josh had been down to the school's lake a couple of times, but it had mostly been during the winter and it wasn't really somewhere they wanted to hang around for long. They had heard it was a different matter entirely during better weather and today was proof of that. The grassy slope that ran from the treeline of the woods down to the waterside was quite an expansive area, almost twenty metres from top to bottom and a couple of hundred metres in either direction from the entry point. Although it was far from full, the area was quite busy quite groups and pairs of boys sitting around and sunbathing, playing around or splashing about in the cool water of the lake.
The area was, officially, unsupervised. The teachers tended to stay away and leave the boys to self-manage, though unofficially the boys from Years 12 and 13 were charged with both keeping order and ensuring water safety.
"We here for a paddle?" Rob asked cheerfully as he sat alongside his best friend, gesturing down to the bank a few metres ahead where a couple of Year 8 boys were splashing around. He looked round to his side and saw Josh flat on his back, staring up into the azure, cloudless sky.
"Maybe later," Josh said slightly dreamily.
"You okay?" Rob asked, laying back onto the ground.
Josh thought for a moment, the tilted his head to look at Rob and smiled. "I am. Not perfect, but..." he paused, nodding. "Definitely okay!"
"Good," Rob smiled back. "Hey, you should mark your calendar, this is an important day!" he said cryptically.
"It is?" Josh asked, trying to think why.
"Yeah, I was finally wrong about something!" Rob said with a slight chuckle. "Turns out Alex actually IS a nice guy!"
"Told ya so," Josh teased, then let out a happy sigh. "He really did help me. So much! I know it's... stupid and confusing and complicated but..." He didn't finish, he just shook his head.
"Hey, stupid and confusing are two of the things I like most about you!" Rob teased.
Josh sat up too and sniggered. "Yeah, about... you... liking me..."
"What about it?" Rob asked, a little worried where this was going.
Josh took a breath, clearly psyching himself up for something. He took another breath and asked, "You remember... the last night of lockdown?"
Rob's face flickered through a range of expressions in a matter of moments as he thought about the night in question. Josh had picked the locks on their chastity devices, and they had subsequently shared multiple orgasms as well as some kissing. "Yeaaaah..." he said cautiously.
"Look, you know...that was meant to be, like, a perfect last night on earth," Josh said, feeling a knot in his stomach at the thought of what had been going through his mind at the time.
"It's okay," Rob said, immediately catching on. He reached out and took Josh's hand, which he could immediately feel trembling. "It was... a one-off. I get it, don't worry!"
"You do?" Josh asked, relieved. "What I said though... I do... erm... I meant it..." he stuttered, awkwardly referring to their whispered declaration of love before they had drifted off to sleep.
"Just not in THAT way," Rob said, always the quicker of the two. He smiled, sincerely. "Yeah, I... meant it too, but... as a friend!"
"Thank fuck for that!" Josh said, clearly relieved as he leaned to the side and rested his head on Rob's shoulder. "I thought I was gonna have to dump you!"
"Bitch!" Rob declared, pulling away. "It'd so be ME dumping YOUR scrawny arse!"
"Oh you wish!" Josh argued back happily.
"We were SO sure we were done for!" David said excitedly. "I mean, three crit fails in a row, the odds of that are, like one in eight thousand. No, not `like' one in eight thousand, ACTUALLY one in eight thousand! That's how unlikely it was. I think even the DM felt sorry for us, but that wasn't gonna stop him killing us!"
James nodded along as David recounted the tale, the two boys casually strolling past the Sports Complex. He waved discretely over to Nicky and Mikey who were playing basketball one-on-one.
"So it's down to one last bad guy, but he's, like, crazy powerful and all these resistances and stuff and we're all down except for Eldion... that's Joseph's character, the dark elf," David continued enthusiastically. "And we're all like, well, it's Eldion, he's totally gonna run. Ya know, a quickened Misty Step, a dash and a move and he's so far out of range the bad guy'll never get him cos he's all clunky and slow and all grr, arrgh!"
James chuckled as David gestured with the playful noises.
"And then... he doesn't!" David declared in absolute delight. "He totally just fronts up to the big guy and we're all thinking, ya know, this is a bluff or maybe he's just taking a chance and chucking a Blight in his face which is a total longshot, being a con save cos you know the big guys always got crazy high constitution, but no... he calls out `I cast polymorph'! DM knows if this fails, that's it, a TPK and he rolls... and guess what!"
"What?" James asked with a smile.
"ANOTHER crit fail, but obviously this time it works in favour. That one dice roll and suddenly Eldion's all like, `I polymorph him into a slug!' Then he's, like, running round shoving potions down our throats to get us all back on our feet and we surround the guy and, well, you can guess what happened next!"
"Dead bad guy?" James suggested.
"So dead!" David said happily. He suddenly paused, grabbing James' arm as he looked around at his surroundings. "When did we get out here?" he asked nervously.
James sniggered and said, "About two fights ago!"
David chuckled awkwardly. "Cool, erm... yeah... erm..." he stuttered, nervously, looking round at the huge open space.
"You wanna head back?" James asked, putting an arm around the other boy.
"Yeah, definitely retreat!" David said eagerly, starting to pant a little as they turned to head back to the Home Building.
It had been a tough month for the youngest member of the dorm. During the very early days of the pandemic, and particularly during the 14-day lockdown, he had slowly succumbed to a mild case of agoraphobia. Going outside had been virtually impossible at first, but one of the few good things to come out of `The Incident' was the moment David had seen Josh up on the roof and dashed out to help raise the alarm. While it had been a very upsetting moment for the sensitive boy, it had lodged a very firm fact in his always logical mind – he COULD go outside.
Dr Arkwright had worked with David on identifying some of the root causes of his fears, but the biggest support had undoubtedly been his best friend, James. The other boy, who so often liked to tease and torment others, had done everything in his power to help David tackle his issues. Sometimes that meant just staying in the Home Building with him when the others went out to do things, other times, like today, it involved helping David stay distracted enough to do the things he feared without even thinking about it.
As they stepped back inside the building, David let out an audible sigh of relief.
"Better?" James asked, subtly breathing along with David, gradually slowing it.
"Mmm-huh," David hummed. "I always like the Relax part!"
"I dunno, the React part's always the more entertaining bit," James said with a wry grin.
David chuckled. Dr Arkwright had talked to him about a variety of coping tools, but one that stuck in his mind was the 5 Rs – React, Retreat, Relax, Recover, Repeat. He had been using it a lot and, so far, it seemed to be helping. David could manage the things he had to do' quite easily now – going from the Home Building to the School Building for lessons and back again – but anything beyond that, anything that was optional' remained a struggle, though today's foray was quite an unintended achievement.
"You did great though," James said, patting the other boy on the back as they moved to a bench in the foyer.
"Thanks," he said shyly. After a few moments of silence, he said quietly, "Hey, James."
"Mmm-huh," James replied casually as he thoughtfully watched a couple of older boys come through the front door holding hands.
"D'you ever think about the day... you know... with Josh?" he asked quietly.
James frowned,, glanced round at the smaller boy and nodded a little. "For a second there, I was worried it was you, ya know!" he confessed.
David looked shocked. "No, I'd never..."
"I know," James interrupted. "But the thought was there." He took a breath and asked guiltily, "Is it bad that when I found out it was Josh and not you, I was a little relieved?"
"No, not at all!" David insisted, grabbing James' hand.
"I'm not saying I wanted anything bad to happen to Josh, but... if anything happened to you," James started, pausing as he looked a little distressed. "You're like the only guy in this place who actually gets me!"
"Hey, the others get you!" David insisted.
James smirked. "Fine, you're the only one who gets me AND likes me!"
"No way!" David said, shaking his head. "The others..." he paused, cringing a little. "Okay, maybe not LIKE, but they don't DISLIKE you!"
James let out a dejected moan.
"Maybe if you stop insulting people at every chance you get!" David suggested.
"Nicky does it, and everyone loves him!" James complained.
"What he does is reading. What you do is shade!" David explained.
James looked confused. "Is that another D&D thing?" he asked, always annoyed when he didn't know something.
"No, it's a drag thing!" David said with a grin. "I learned about it while doing my gay homework!"
James looked even more confused. With a snigger he said, "Yeah, there's not a single part of that you're not gonna need to explain!"
David blushed a little. "Well I think I'm gonna be gay... or am gay already maybe, I'm not really sure," he started, thinking carefully about it. "So you know me. If I do something..."
"You research it!" James said with an agreeable nod. It was one of the things they very much shared in common.
"Yeah, so I figured I should do some research into... like... gayness and one of the things I found that was pretty cool was drag queens. They're SO freakin' hilarious!" David said excitedly. "And so pretty!"
"Whadda you say you tell me more about it while we go for a walk?" James asked, nodding towards the door.
"We're at Repeat already?" David asked. "What happened to Recover?"
"We sat down, that counts," James said, jumping to his feet. "C'mon gay-boy, let's go!"
David gasped dramatically and declared, "Shade!" as he stood up too.
"Three points!" Nicky declared confidently as the ball swished through the hoop, caught by a very sweaty and slightly annoyed-looking Mikey. "What does that make the score now? One gajillion to twelve?"
Mikey moved back towards him, dribbling the ball. "What happened to not keeping score and playing `just for the fun of it', huh?" he asked flatly. "And besides, it's waaaay closer than that!"
"Fine," Nicky said with a grin. "One gajillion to fourteen!"
"Ha ha!" Mikey said grumpily, keeping the ball away as Nicky swiped for it. "Anyway, you've got the advantage. You're like two metres taller than me!"
"Don't exaggerate! It's not clever!" Nicky scolded him.
"What was the score again?" Mikey asked with a smirk.
Nicky shook his head, "Okay smart-arse!" he teased. "And anyway, YOU'RE the one with the advantage!" As Mikey looked at him confused, he added, "There's only one of me and two of you!" As Mikey continued to frowm curiously, Nicky added, "You and Snuffles!"
Mikey rolled his eyes and said, "Doesn't quite work like that! You wanna see how much help he is the court?" He tossed the ball off to where Snuffles was standing, but the ball just flew right through and bounced off the court. "See!" he declared, running to retrieve the ball.
"Oh I see," Nicky said with a nod as Mikey grabbed the ball and ran back. "You made him up so there would actually be someone worse than you at basketball!"
Mikey didn't laugh but he didn't look overly offended either. "I didn't really make him up at all. One day he was just there!" Mikey explained, then looked a little sad as he added, "I think because I needed someone to talk to!"
They wandered over to the side of the court as they spoke.
"Ah, mate, I'm sorry, I was only kidding!" Nicky apologised, taking a seat on the edge of the court and leaning on the tall chain-link fence surrounding it.
"S'okay," Mikey said with a shrug. "And besides, he DOES suck at basketball!" He flinched a little as he looked off the side and said, "Yes I know it's not your fault you're not real!"
Nicky smirked, imagining what Snuffles had just said, then looked a little contemplative. "So... you know he's not real and he knows he's not real too?" he asked, trying to understand.
Mikey thought hard about it for a moment, then nodded. "Well yeah, I'm not stupid and neither's he. We both know what imaginary means!"
"But he still talks to you?" Nicky asked curiously. When Mikey nodded back, he asked, "So do you... actually hear him or just kinda... know what he's saying, like, in your head?"
Mikey scowled. "You sound like the doctors!" he said, sounding a little hurt.
"Sorry," Nicky said quickly, rubbing the other boy's leg gently. "I'm not... like, getting at anything. I'm really just curious! But we don't have to talk about him anymore if you don't want!"
"Thanks," Mikey said, clearly agreeing to a subject change.
"I do... wanna say one thing though, that's related to Snuffles," Nicky said cautiously.
"Hmm?" Mikey hummed pensively.
Nicky went to speak but seemed to hold back, seemingly searching for the right words. "I know this might sound... I dunno, whatever... but... I just wanted to say what you did today was awesome!"
Mikey looked a bit unsure what the other boy meant.
"You told Danny and Chris your big secret, which is pretty freaking impressive, but you also let someone other than me touch you... ya know... down there, and you seemed to enjoy it!" Nicky explained.
"Fuck yeah!" Mikey chuckled.
Nicky sniggered at the response and said, "So, I kinda... wanted to say... I'm proud of you. That's all!" As he turned to look at the other boy, expecting a snide remark or some comedic dry-heaving, he was amazed to see Mikey staring back wide-eyed, almost teary.
"Nobody's..." Mikey started, pausing to take a breath. "Nobody's ever been proud of me before!"
"Well I am!" Nicky said happily, throwing an arm round him playfully squeezing round his neck.
Mikey didn't fight back, instead he casually grabbed hold of Nicky, holding him for a moment. "Thank you," he whispered.
The two remained together for a few moments until Nicky loosened his grip, but left the arm draped round him.
"Hey... erm... there is... something else, something Andy said I should probably share with someone I trust," Mikey said awkwardly.
"Don't tell me, Snuffles has an imaginary wife and three beautiful imaginary children!" Nicky said with a mischievous grin.
"No, only two!" Mikey replied. When Nicky looked a little shocked, he said, "Just kidding! Your face though!"
"Funny guy," Nicky said, though he had actually found it quite amusing. "Go on then, what is it?"
"It's a... sex thing!" Mikey said cautiously.
"Ooh, I like sex AND I like things, so this'll be good!" Nicky teased.
Mikey smiled but didn't react to the comment. Instead he sighed softly and said, "I... kinda like being... played with... down there... round the back... with, like, a finger or two!"
"Round the..." Nicky started, then caught on. "Ohhh, really? That's hot, I love doing that!"
"Really?" Mikey asked, shocked and delighted.
"Hell yeah!" Nicky said happily. He shoved two fingers in his mouth then pulled them out, slick with saliva. "Want me to show you?" he teased.
"Okay!" Mikey said, wide-eyed, spreading his legs a little.
"Wait, here?" Nicky asked, looking round, a little embarrassed at having his bluff called. The area wasn't massively busy, but there were boys on other courts and pitches dotted around within sight.
"Yeah, go on, do it!" Mikey said excitedly, nodding.
"Damn," Nicky said, looking round again awkwardly. He blushed a little and said, "Okay then!" He returned his fingers to his mouth and wet them a little more, then began to reach down. As he did, he asked, "Up or down?"
Mikey frowned and gave an inquisitive, "Huh?"
His question was answered by Nicky making the decision for him. Rather than reaching down into the waistband of Mikey's shorts and underwear, he grabbed the leg of the shorts and slipped his hand up, reaching in with his other to pull the underwear aside too as a shocked but pleased Mikey spread his legs a little more and raised them to give Nicky easier access.
"Fuck!" Mikey gasped as the slick fingers met his hole, his sweatiness adding a little more lubrication as Nicky wasted no time in sliding a finger inside. A few slides in and out and he realised he would be able to add another finger.
"Mnnnh, oh... oh fuck," Mikey gasped as he felt his friend's probing.
Nicky grinned as Mikey looked both terrified and delighted by the sudden intrusion, one of his hands reaching up to grab the fence behind him while the other casually slipped up inside his own basketball shirt and found its way to a nipple.
Both boys were rigid before Nicky's fingers had even entered Mikey, but now that the stimulation was well in progress, Mikey's dick was straining against his underwear. Whether a subconscious desire for more stimulation or an intentional way to enhance his pleasure, Mikey began bucking his hips a little. As well as clenching his butt repeatedly on Nicky's fingers, it also made his cock press more firmly against his clothing over and over.
"Oh God," Mikey whimpered as the fingers poked and prodded at his prostate. He managed to compose himself for a moment and reached down to his side. He repositioned Nicky's huge erection, pointing it down the leg of his shorts, gently pulling the other boy's underwear out of the way to let it go free.
With Nicky's shorts ridden up a little, the tip of his cock protruded from the leg. He blushed heavily and considered objecting to the exposure, but if Mikey could sit there being fingered, unafraid of the people playing games in the distance, so could he. He let out a happy moan as Mikey's hand grabbed the exposed top inch, playfully squeezing and tugging at it.
They leaned heavily against each other, Mikey teasing the large cock while his own rubbed tantalisingly against his clothes. "Oh fuck, Nicky," Mikey gasped, feeling himself on the brink. "Nicky, I'm gonna cum," he warned, expecting the other boy to stop or maybe even reach for his cock, but the fingering continued as he began to shoot, remnants of each spurt pushing through both layers of clothing to pool on the surface while the rest soaked in or stayed inside the confines of his pants.
The feel of the hole clenching round his fingers was pushing Nicky close to climax too and a few more playful squeezes from Mikey were enough to take him the rest of the way. His cock twitched and bounced playfully as Mikey let go, not wanting to touch the cum. It spurted several streaks of white across the ground between Nicky's legs, a few drops spattering onto hiss slightly fuzzy leg.
Breathless and sweaty, they sat in a slight daze for a moment, then tilted their heads towards each other and grinned, sniggering a little.
"I got cum on my leg!" Nicky complained.
"Oh, I feel so sorry for you!" Mikey said back sarcastically, gesturing to the globs of cum and large wet patch on his shorts.
Nicky laughed at the sight of him, but felt his own cock throb a little despite such a recent ejaculation. "If you need a shower to clean up, I could always... join you!" he offered.
"Oh, I like that plan!" Mikey said happily, though neither boy moved, happy to stay put for now as they recovered from the shared orgasm.
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For my other stories, please see links below:
The Benny Saga (in reading order) --------------
Benny Takes Control - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/benny-takes-control/
The Dangers of Desire - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/the-dangers-of-desire/
Benny's House - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/bennys-house/
The Kingswood Saga ------------------
Tales from Kingswood – https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/tales-from-kingswood/
Half-Term at Kingswood - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/highschool/half-term-at-kingswood/
Other Series ------------
Possession - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/
Jack Hamilton - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
Phil's Naked Adventures - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/phils-naked-adventures/
One-shots ---------
The Art of Seduction - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/adult-youth/the-art-of-seduction
Jake's Exposure - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jakes-exposure
Becoming an Internet Master - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/becoming-an-internet-master
Brian's Big Mistake - http://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/brians-big-mistake
And Then It Got Worse - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/masturbation/and-then-it-got-worse
Missed Opportunity - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/missed-opportunity