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Chapter 5
Monday 2 September 2019
Danny considered opened his eyes. Something had woken him and he was torn between finding out what it was and slipping back into sleep. As the morning alarm hadn't gone off, he knew he still had time. For once, it wasn't Chris climbing in bed beside him that woke him, though that was something he had actually come to enjoy. Aside from the pleasant sensation of another body against his own, the two boys always talked about the best stuff when they were together like that.
Cautiously allowing one eye to open, he looked round with it blearily and noticed definite signs of movement to his right. While it wasn't Chris getting into bed with him, it was once again Chris to blame. As his eye began to focus, the view became clearer. It must have been quite close to dawn as the room was fairly well lit, making it easy to see Chris, laying on his bed, covers thrown back with his boxers down at his knees.
His hand was on his cock, stroking slowly, presumably being careful not to rock the bunk too much and wake Mikey sleeping below. His other hand was gently caressing his chest, paying particular attention to his nipples.
Danny considered closing his eyes again and respecting the other boy's privacy. On the other hand, he was doing it openly so was privacy really what he wanted? If he didn't want to be seen, he'd be under the covers. At least that was the justification he gave himself as he lay there, watching discretely. His own cock strained in his chastity device, now serving day five of his forced abstinence.
The slow pace was necessary to avoid waking Mikey or the rest of the dorm, but Chris seemed to be revelling in it, the slow teasing build-up, the pure simple eroticism of his own hands exploring himself. His breathing was rapid, but muted as much as he could manage, again presumably worried about being caught.
Danny wondered how Chris would feel if he knew he had a spectator. Would he be embarrassed and cover up? Would he continue for his viewer's own pleasure? Or would he actually enjoy it? While Danny suspected the latter, based on what he already knew of the boy from their six days together, this was an opportunity he didn't want to miss. Something about watching such an intimate act, without the performer even being aware turned the frustrated boy on even more.
As Chris' hand slid down his body, Danny almost gasped as he saw it slip between the boy's legs. He clearly gave his balls a brief tease on the way past, but his fingers were clearly intended for an even more intimate area. He saw Chris' body arch just a little as his fingers made contact with his hole. He wondered whether it was just touching or if he had pushed a finger inside and considered just for a moment copying the movement himself, but knew it would give away that he was awake.
Chris' breathing grew deeper and suddenly, his had froze, his cock pointing straight up as he began to shoot. While it was one of the most exciting things Danny had seen, he felt slightly disappointed by the small spurt and few dribbles that emerged from the other boy's straining cock. He was used to seeing Joseph, who could produce a pretty-much adult-sized load by now. Chris, while well-developed for his age, was still very much working with equipment from the boys' department!
It didn't seem to stop Chris from enjoying the sensation though, his arms laying flat by his side, his chest rising and falling rapidly as Danny continued to watch him in profile. The voyeur very nearly closed his eye again, figuring the show was over, but continued watching, mesmerised by Chris' body, the way his chest heaved, the way his cock lay, shrinking on his stomach, the blissful expression on his face.
But then, something happened that caught even Danny by surprise. Chris' hand raised, reached for his stomach, grabbed the small glob of spunk and raised it to his mouth. He hungrily licked his fingers clean before lowering them again to get the final remnants, sucking on his fingers until every drop was swallowed. Finally done, he reached down and pulled up his boxers, then grabbed his phone, presumably checking the time.
He looked directly at Danny, who immediately closed his eye. Moments later, there was the familiar sound and movement he knew all too well of Chris scaling the gap between their bunks to come and join him. Figuring it was safe to open his eyes now, he looked at the boy climbing in beside him.
"Morning!" Danny said, clearly sounding much more alert than usual and immediately cursing himself for it.
"Hey," Chris said as he lifted the covers and slid in beside his friend. He slipped an arm under Danny's neck, then looped it round him, pulling him close as they snuggled together.
"What time is it?" Danny asked with a genuine yawn.
"Nearly seven!" Chris replied with a gentle sigh. That meant it was nearly time to get up and begin their first day of school, something most of the 1.01 boys had not been looking forward to. As Danny nodded and rested his head against Chris' shoulder, the older boy asked, "So did you enjoy the show?"
"What... show?" Danny asked, already knowing it was pointless to try and play dumb. "You did that for me?" he asked softly.
"Ha!" Chris laughed, louder than intended, then lowered his voice. "No, I did it for me, but once I realised you were awake, I figured I'd let you enjoy it too! So... did you?"
Danny hesitated for a moment, unsure whether to be honest or play it cool. "Yeah," he finally admitted. "It was pretty hot!"
Chris chuckled. "Thanks. I liked being watched!" he said, like it was just some casual thing and not a confession of some sordid sexual proclivity.
"Do you... always.... erm... ya know..." Danny started, but couldn't say the words, so he raised his hand and licked a finger.
Chris sniggered again and nodded. "Saves on clean-up!" he said jovially.
"What does it... taste like?" Danny asked, getting bolder, curiosity over-riding embarrassment.
Chris shrugged. "Kinda salty. Hard to describe, it's not like it tastes like bananas or something, it tastes like cum!"
"Be cool if it did!" Danny said with a quiet laugh.
"Maybe a whole range of flavours. Twist the balls to make your selection!" Chris joked. He reached down into his boxers, fiddled for a moment and said, "There ya go, I've set it to chocolate milkshake flavour. Fancy a drink?"
"Yeah, you wish!" Danny said, blushing a little.
Before they could discuss it any further, a cacophony of alarms went off. Alarm times were set automatically by the Kingswood app based on their schedules, so with all eight boys in the same classes, their phones all went off at once.
Danny let out a heavy sigh as he sat up. "Well, here we go, I guess!"
Classes ran smoothly throughout the first day for the 1.01 boys. While they would attend all of the same classes together, they were always paired with one of the other dorms and by the end of the first day had been in classes with the occupants of dorms 1.02, 1.03 and 1.04. It was nice to be able to mix with all of them. Although they were constantly reminded that they were all peers and all part of the Year 7 group, they still tended to gravitate towards their own dorm-buddies most of the time.
One thing that had become abundantly clear to Danny was that not all of the other dorms had been given (or followed) the same advice he had been by Joseph about getting the group to bond. While the boys of 1.03 seemed to be almost as close to each other as Danny and his friends, the 1.02 boys were all quite distant from each other, while 1.04 seemed like an outright war-zone, with more personality clashes than friendships. By the end of the day, he had made a mental note to thank his mentor for helping to point them in the right direction.
At breakfast and lunch, the boys had been careful to ensure that Josh was never left on his own. While they were surprised he was not receiving much mockery for his very public humiliation the night before, they all knew about how he had been set up by Alex and the other boys and were keen to make sure that if any trouble happened again, there would be plenty of witnesses to corroborate Josh's side.
After classes finished at 3.45, most of the boys quickly rushed off to their first club of the evening. There was one after-school activity session that ran from 4 to 6 and another from 7 to 8.45, with dinner taking place in between. Mikey, Josh and Danny had been to their first meeting of the football team, David and James had excitedly headed off to chess club, Chris had gone to Music club and Rob had nothing arranged so had set aside some time to get ahead on the book he had been assigned for Book Club.
Nicky had found himself double-booked, having both Diving and Music taking place at the same time on Mondays. Despite Chris' persistent insistence that the other boy should join him at music, the thought of seeing William (both in the club and after it) was too much for Nicky to resist and he had gone off to Diving.
They had all met up at 6 to go in for dinner, still being mindful to keep Josh surrounded by witnesses, though Nicky was late back from Diving for some unknown reason, so they went on without him and soon sat at their usual table.
"Oh my God, it was so good!" Chris said happily between mouthfuls. "I was kinda of expecting it to be just like a music class, but it's nothing like that. We, like, kinda do what we want. You can make groups and just kinda... ya know... jam, or like some of the better players were helping out the beginners. Oh, and we did this bit where you had to take a song everyone knows and play it in a different style and see how long it took anyone to guess what it was!"
The others listened on happily. Chris tended to command attention when he spoke anyway, it was just something about his personality, but hearing him talk so happily and excitedly about music was truly endearing.
Nicky walked up to the group and placed down his tray while Chris was still talking, but he stopped and looked at the late arrival. "You let me down mate. Choosing diving over music? You missed so much fun! Nearly missed dinner too!"
"Don't worry, I had plenty of fun," Nicky said knowingly, but gave away nothing with his expression.
"Well whatever, I told the others you'd be there on Wednesday!" Chris said happily.
"No, he'll be with me at basketball on Wednesday!" Mikey chimed in.
"No way, you get him at basketball after dinner tonight. He's not bailing on music twice in one week!" Chris insisted.
Nicky leaned towards David who was sat beside him and quietly asked, "D'you think I get any say in this?"
David chuckled. "Doesn't sound like it! You could always annoy both of them and come to chess club with me and James instead!"
"Chess? That's the one where you have to go round and find the murderer, right?" Nicky asked, looking at Danny opposite and smiling.
"What? No, that's cluedo. Chess is..." David started, flustered at the mistake.
"David, he's messing with you!" Danny interrupted, sniggering at Nicky's obvious trolling.
Mikey and Chris had continued their arguing over Nicky's schedule but Chris finally stopped and smiled. "Aww, listen to us, arguing like a proper married couple. Do we need to kiss and make up?" he asked with a cheeky grin, pursing his lips.
Mikey scowled at the other boy. He was proving to be Chris' biggest challenge. While the loveable Irish boy was clearly very close with Danny, he had a tendency to hug, touch, lean on or just generally be in physical contact with whoever happened to be close by... except Mikey. The often-irritable boy seemed to hate the idea of human contact, especially from Chris, so naturally that had just spurred Chris on to try and do it even more.
Conversation returned to the their first clubs of the evening, with Mikey proudly proclaiming that their football coach had said he had 'a lot of potential'. Danny had been put in goal and realised he had quite liked it, though Josh just claimed it was because it meant he didn't have to run around the field as much. Josh had had a somewhat more subdued time as the football coach, Mr Cunningham, gave him constant stink-eye for his alleged behaviour the night before. David and James had tried talking about chess club, but had given up after all the others pretended to fall asleep.
With dinner over and their trays cleared away, the 1.01 boys split off, with Josh and Rob heading over to the Sports Complex for rugby, with Mikey and Nicky who were heading to basketball. James and David, who had no club to attend had announced they were going to hang out in the Common Room, which left Chris and Danny heading off to Drama club.
"I think I'm getting through to Mikey," Chris said with a smirk as they walked along.
Danny smirked. "Yeah, I reckon they'll fix that broken shower before you get through to him!" he joked, referring to the shower cubicle that had been marked 'out of order' since they arrived at the school and had apparently been that way for years.
"Maybe he should be the one coming to drama club, he's nothing BUT drama!" Chris joked.
Danny chuckled. "Sounds about right,"
"Chris, wait up!" a voice suddenly called from behind.
The boys turned to see a couple of others heading towards them.
"Oh, hey guys," Chris said happily. "This is Danny. Danny, these guys are in music club with me." He looked to the other two Year 7s and asked, "You coming to drama club too?"
The two boys answered excitedly, happy to have someone else they knew to go with.
As the three boys chatted eagerly about what they had done in Music Club, Danny hung back, feeling suddenly resentful of the other two boys. He had been looking forward to spending some time alone with Chris and they had just come along and ruined it.
Things were still quite lively in 1.01 when Mr Trent came round for his first lights-out check. They were all in bed, but the lights were on and they were still talking eagerly about their evening's activities.
"Right, lights out lads," the teacher said cheerfully as he peered into the room. "You all have a good first day?"
The boys all called back happily, collectively quite surprised that it had actually been a fairly enjoyable day.
"Glad to hear it. Sleep well, boys. See you in the morning!" Mr Trent said as he clicked off the light and shut the door.
Nicky lay back silently, listening as the usual post-lights-out routine took place. James and David would start whispering about something painfully mundane, either taking opposing views and arguing over it, or worse, agreeing and just growing increasingly excitable as they conferred. Josh and Rob would begin whispering to each other, giggling occasionally. What they possibly had to talk about after spending the whole day together was beyond him. Above, Chris and Danny would begin chattering away, clearly just killing time until Mr Trent had done his second check and one of them could jump into the other's bed.
Beside him, Mikey lay, also silent. A few times Nicky had attempted to talk to the boy in the next bunk, but it had never been met with any kind of enthusiasm. While Mikey was definitely a friend, the two doing lots of activities together, he was certainly not a 'whisper all your secrets and share your private moments' kind of friend. Nicky figured that may change over time, as he himself was still quite reserved in social situations, but for now he couldn't be bothered to try and left the other boy alone.
That particular night, Nicky had other things on his mind anyway. He had just showered after basketball, wishing William was there to make it as interesting as his post-diving showers had become, when he checked his phone. He was only looking at the time, but noticed a chat notification. Considering how rarely he used the app's chat function it was unusual so he checked it right away.
There was a message from someone called Jonathan Cross. He did not know the name and a quick look at his profile revealed he was in Year 13. The message read, [Come to dorm 3.18 at 10 o'clock tonight!]
[I think you have the wrong person!] Nicky sent back right away.
[Nope. Nicholas Jones. Year 7. Right person. Dorm 3.18, 10 o'clock!] Jonathan replied.
Nicky had messaged back again asking what he wanted and stating it was after lights-out, but he got no response and now lay in bed thinking about it. He was unsure what the punishment was for being out of bed after lights-out. As they were so carefully sticking to Rob's plan of building Mr Trent's trust, it was something none of them had experienced yet, but based on what he had seen happen to Josh the previous night, any kind of punishment terrified the timid boy.
At the same time, he was also worried about what might happen if he refused to obey the instruction he had been given. Who was he? What did he want? All of it kept swirling round and round his head as the whispering went on around him.
Mr Trent paid his second visit of the evening and, right on cue, he felt his bunk wobbling as Chris climbed over to join Danny above him and the two pairs on the opposite side of the room resumed their quiet chatter. Nicky kept glancing at the time, still undecided about whether to go or not, but worried that of he did, the others may still be awake to question it. Thankfully, the chatter began to die down, the hectic first day obviously having tired the other boys out.
At a few minutes to ten, he finally made up his mind and quietly climbed out of bed, then crept across to the door and opened it cautiously. He listened for a moment, but heard no signs of life and stepped out, pulling it closed behind him. He immediately wished he had put on some kind of footwear as the stone hallway felt freezing against his bare feet, sending a shudder through his whole body. On the positive side though, it made his footsteps almost inaudible as he crept along to the stairs leading up.
He paused at the top, listening again. Being higher up, there were still a few noises coming from the floor above, the occupants of the Year 12 and 13 dorms obviously still awake. Thankfully it sounded like they were all in their dorms though, so Nicky crept up the next flight of stairs to the third floor. Having never been up there before, he was unsure which direction to go but thankfully a sign on the wall pointed him towards the dorm he required.
He dashed along and found the door marked 3.18 and paused for a moment. Should he knock, and risk others nearby hearing, or walk straight in, without knowing who was in there or why. He was still deliberating when the door opened.
"Thought I heard someone!" the room's occupant said with a smile. "Well come in before someone sees you!"
Whoever he was, he certainly didn't look scary. He was smiling sweetly as he stood aside to let the young boy enter. One of the first things Nicky noticed was the young man's heavy stubble. It made him look much older than the seventeen-year-old he presumably was. Along with his light grey eyes, impeccable cheek bones and strong jawline, it made him look quite strikingly handsome.
Of course, Nicky's attention was only on the occupant for a few seconds before he saw something that filled him with a sudden mix of excitement and sheer terror. The room was clearly divided in two, with a bed, desk and wardrobe on each side. While one bed was empty, laying on top of the other one was a person. They were naked, but blindfolded, gagged, ears covered, arms and legs restrained and crotch contained in one of the chastity devices he had seen his room-mates wearing.
"It's okay," the young man said as he shut the door, seeing Nicky's expression upon spotting the captive. "I'm not gonna hurt you! My name's Jonathan. And you're Nicky, right?"
Nicky nodded, the reassurances doing little to calm the already-intimidated boy, he was backing away slowly, but soon realised he didn't really have anywhere to go.
"And I believe you know William," Jonathan said, gesturing to the boy on the bed.
"My William?" Nicky asked, shocked that the mystery captive was his own mentor. He looked again and now recognised his new lover's body and the uncovered part of his face.
Jonathan chuckled. "That's so cute. But yes, I suppose. Your William!"
"What are you... doing to him?" Nicky asked nervously.
"Okay, you really need to calm down," Jonathan said, backing away and sitting on the bed opposite. "Please, have a seat, take a few deep breaths. I'm serious, you're not at any risk here, I promise!"
Nicky nodded, pulling out the chair by the desk and sitting down. He took some deep breaths as suggested and did find himself feeling much calmer, but the sight of William restrained was still troubling him.
"So little Willy here tells me you two have become... close. Is that right?" Jonathan asked.
Nicky smirked reluctantly. Little Willy couldn't have been more appropriate for his under-developed mentor. He straightened his face and said, "I guess you could say that!"
"Okay then," Jonathan said with a nod. "Well I'm William's mentor and I figured we should probably meet to discuss how things are going to work."
"Oh!" Nicky said in realisation. He had heard William mention Jonathan before, but until that moment he hadn't quite made the connection. Knowing this was someone William was quite close to actually made him feel a little more at ease. "You're THAT Jonathan. It's nice to meet you!"
"You too," Jonathan replied. "And you can call me Jon."
Nicky nodded and smiled. "So... erm..." he pointed to William. "What's going on here?"
"Oh yeah," Jon said, as if he had just forgotten had a naked, restrained boy on his bed. "Okay, so Willy and I have somewhat of a dom/sub relationship." Jon explained, then frowned a little, remembering how young Nicky was, despite his impressive stature. "Do you.... know what that means?"
Nicky nodded slightly. "I think so. It's dominant and submissive right. One's in charge of the other, that sorta thing!"
"Very good," Jon said with a proud smile. "That's just how we've been pretty much since Willy joined the school. But tonight, he told me we couldn't 'play' any more, because he had a boyfriend now!"
Nicky blushed. "He called me that?" he asked, feeling a strange fluttering in his chest, but then fully took in what Jon had said. "So you're.... peed off at me for it?" he asked, suddenly nervous again.
Jon laughed and shook his head. "Relax, it's not that at all. While we're discouraged from getting... romantic with our mentees, it happens, and I'd have to be some kind of monster to get pissed at how happy he was when he told me about you!"
Nicky grinned at the idea of William being so excited over their blossoming relationship. "So... what do we need to... talk about?" he asked, confused.
"Come over here," Jon requested, budging along on the bed and patting the space beside him. As he saw Nicky's consternation, he added, "I just don't wanna be shouting across the room. We don't get checked on so long as we keep the noise down!"
Nicky nodded and walked across, climbing onto the bed beside the young man.
"Okay, so you know the deal with Kingswood. As in, you learn a lot more then the basic subjects, right?" Jon asked.
Nicky nodded. "My mate called it Cockwarts School of Dickcraft and Shaggery!" he said, then giggled as he remembered the first time Josh had said it.
Jon smirked too and nodded. "Yeah, but the idea is, it's not just sex. The intention really is to teach you all about relationships and stuff like that too. Everyone fools around pretty much from day one in this place, but most boys don't really start... dating until they're a lot older than you are now, but as you've started early, I'm gonna have to give you a crash course!"
"O... okay..." Nicky said, slightly confused and still wondering when they would get to the naked boy laying opposite.
"We explore the unconventional here. I mean, you know what the world considers 'normal', right? Guy meets girl, they get married, they have babies, they die. Well I'm sure you know we already skip over the guy meets girl bit." Nicky nodded. "Yeah, but we don't follow the rest of it either. There are a lot more options out there than getting married and being with just one person for life. Some people have what's called 'open relationships', that's where you date one person, but you can both fool around with other people."
Nicky looked amazed. It was a concept he had never even heard of.
Jon went on. "Then there are things like thruples and polygamy. That's where might have three people, or more, in one relationship, or where you have multiple exclusive relationships at the same time. There's so much more than just being with one person and making do. I mean, I've just squashed a lot of knowledge into thirty seconds and I know you're still a kid so it's a lot to take in, but I wanted you to know things don't have to be as... conventional as you may expect."
"So are you saying... you still want to play with William, even though we're together?" Nicky asked, his mind reeling from the possibilities.
"That's one option. I just want you to think about it," Jon encouraged.
Nicky grinned. "So is there an option where me and you do stuff to him together?" he asked, pointing to William.
"You'd want to do that?" Jon asked, surprised at the boy's boldness.
"Well... he's awesome and you're hot and... we're all here so.... why not!" Nicky said, then bit his lip while he waited to see what the older boy would think.
"And you'd really be okay with that? And you think he would be?" Jon asked. He reached out and placed his hand on the boy's head, stroking his hair gently. "And I'm serious. I wouldn't wanna do anything to come between you. I love playing with Willy, but not if it means messing things up for you two!"
"Well I'm definitely up for it and if you're saying he's a sub, doesn't that mean he pretty much has to do what we tell him anyway?" Nicky asked, grinning broadly.
"Holy shit, I can see why he fell for you!" Jon said, almost laughing as he shook his head in disbelief. "So what should we do with him?"
"Do you... fuck him?" Nicky asked shyly. "Cos I'd... kinda like to see that!"
"Oh my God. I thought he said you were shy!" Jon said happily, his hand dropping to his crotch.
Nicky shrugged and replied, "I am when I think with my head. But when my dick takes over it's a bit different!"
"Well how about this? I'll take that end," Jon said, pointing to William's lower half, then pointed to his top half and continued, "And you take that end!"
"Gladly!" Nicky said, climbing off the bed. He looked back at Jon and said, "I get to see you naked now, don't I?"
Jon responded by pulling his t-shirt off over his head and standing up. "I guess you do!" His body looked fairly average, with the slightest hint of pecs and a flat but untoned stomach. His chest had a wide triangle of hair that tapered down into a thin line to his navel, then splayed wider as it disappeared down into his sweatpants, which were already bulging. "But only after I get to see you!" he added, reaching for Nicky.
Nicky trembled a little. He worried how his slender frame would compare next to the shirtless young man. He felt like nothing but skin and bones stood next to him. With self-consciousness trumped by arousal, he allowed Jon to pull his t-shirt up over his head and toss it aside, then grab his shorts and yank them down.
"Wow!" Jon said as he stood back and took in the naked boy.
"I know!" Nicky said, rolling his eyes. "It's big for my age!"
"No!" Jon replied, then shook his head and said, "Well yes, it is, but that's not what I meant. I just think..." he paused and looked to William. "I'm guessing he's already told you this, but you are absolutely fucking beautiful!"
Nicky looked like he was torn between grinning and bursting into tears. Having William falling for him had already felt amazing after so many years of feeling like a deformed freak, but to have this guy, this sweet, stunning guy calling him beautiful, it was almost too much. He decided the best way to avoid bursting into tears was to distract himself, so he reached forward and tucked his thumbs into either side of Jon's waistband and yanked his sweatpants and briefs down in one single motion.
Jon's cock was stood to attention the moment it was revealed. The hair on his stomach continued down into a fairly unkept bush, from which a thick, seven inch erection and two pendulous balls emerged.
"And you're fucking gorgeous!" Nicky returned the compliment sincerely.
Jon glanced at William, who was still laying patiently still. "He's very lucky to have us!" he said with a chuckle.
"Let's show him how lucky!" Nicky said eagerly. "Can we... leave on the blindfold and headphones for a while. I kinda wanna surprise him!"
"Oh my God," Jon said with a grin, grabbing the boy and pressing their bodies together, "I love how you think!"
Nicky stared up into his eyes. It made a nice change to have to look up at anyone, usually being the tallest, but Jon stood a few inches taller than him. His body felt amazing, so firm and manly, the body hair adding an entirely new sensation along with the gentle scent of his body spray and natural musk.
"We should... erm..." Jon started, pulling away and pointing to William. They climbed onto the other bed, Jon kneeling between his legs, Nicky beside his head. "You take off his gag while I lube up!"
Nicky lifted William's head and unbuckled the gag, lifting either side of it and pulling the ball from his mouth. William immediately shut his mouth and began to swallow the accumulated saliva.
Once the saliva was gone, William cleared his throat and said, "Sir, please, I told you. I... I have someone now. I don't.... mean to be disrespectful, but I don't wanna cheat on him. Please!"
Jon and Nicky exchanged looks, impressed by the restrained boy's loyalty. They said nothing in response, but he wouldn't have been able to hear them anyway. Nicky reached down and stroked William's hair with one hand, the other casually playing with his own cock in anticipation.
Jon had grabbed some lubricant and his own cock was now shiny and slick, then dropped his hand down to apply some to William's hole.
"Wait, there's two of you!" William declared. "Is that Eddy?"
"Eddy's my room-mate!" Jon explained. "He's... staying at a friend's place tonight!" he said with a grin. The meaning was obvious.
"Sir, Sir please. My ass belongs to Nicky now, Sir!" William insisted.
"You bet it does!" Nicky growled happily, making Jon chuckle. "But feel free to play with it anyway!" he offered.
Jon needed no further invitation. He plunged his cock inside William, who would have probably yelled out if he hadn't found his mouth filled with cock at the same time.
"Fuck, you look so hot doing that!" Nicky growled as he watched Jon fuck his new boyfriend.
"Looking pretty good yourself!" Jon said back. He rarely found himself interested in the younger students at the school. His ongoing sexual activity with William was based primarily on their long history and close relationship, but something about Nicky was alluring. So young and yet already so sexual. He felt almost guilty for looking at him, but he had meant what he said earlier, the boy was truly beautiful and seeing him in the throes of oral delight was just too exciting to look away from.
Nicky clearly appeared to be trying to learn from the older and more experienced mentor. When Jon sped up his thrusts, Nicky did the same, when he slowed down, so did Nicky, when he switched to long thrusts, Nicky began pulling his cock most of the way out too.
While Jon found the imitation absolutely endearing, William was lost in a haze of sexual pleasure and absolute guilt. Assuming the two cocks inside him were Jon and his room-mate, all he could think of was how he was letting Nicky down. Even the pleasure building in his own crotch was not enough to quell that distress he felt.
"You wanna swap?" Jon asked after several minutes.
Nicky nodded eagerly, jumping off the bed to take Jon's spot.
"I'll follow your lead!" Jon offered, taking it as a teaching opportunity.
"Okay!" Nicky said happily, now developing his own pace and routine and watching happily as Jon mirrored it with his throat-fucking. As he watched the older boy's cock disappearing into William's mouth over and over, he wondered if his mentor had never had a gag reflex or if this was just something Jon had trained out of him. His mind was already racing with sexual daydreams over Jon and the entire situation, but he found himself eager to study under the attractive young man.
"Whadda you say we let him see?" Jon asked.
Nicky nodded eagerly, slowing his thrusts as he felt himself close to release.
Jon reached down and snatched off the headphones and blindfold at once as he pulled back. William flinched, his eyes not used to the bright light, but quickly began to open his eyes. Looking up at Jon, he was almost in tears. "Sir, I didn't want..."
"Look!" Jon said, grabbing William's head and tilting it towards Nicky.
"Oh my God!" the restrained boy exclaimed. "Nnnnhuh!" he grunted as he felt his cock spasming inside the chastity device.
"Holy shit!" Jon declared with a laugh, shaking his head.
"What? What happened?" Nicky asked, confused. He saw William's body convulsing slightly. "Wait, did he just..." Jon nodded. "Just from seeing us...." Jon nodded again. "Jesus!"
"I don't... I don't understand!" William muttered, recovering from his spontaneous orgasm.
"You don't need to. Now shut up, we need to finish!" Jon said, then leant forward, his cock shoving back into William's mouth. "This won't take me long!" he muttered, the sight of Nicky and witnessing William cumming untouched pushing him ever closer to release.
"Me... too!" Nicky gasped as he thrust hard into his lover.
Within moments, a load was being shot into each end of William. It had only been a few hours since Nicky had fucked him after Diving practice, but he eagerly shot another load inside the boy, while Jon kept thrusting into William's throat as he gagged and coughed, swallowing down his master's load.
Nicky lunged forward and grabbed Jon, pulling him into a kiss that lasted several seconds. Pulling away, Nicky leaned down as Jon climbed off William's face and kissed him too, noticing he could taste the remnants of Jon's load in his lover's mouth.
"Now you two!" Nicky said as he sat up, having kissed them both.
"No, we don't..." William started, but happy to please the younger boy, Jon leant down and kissed his young protege for the first time.
As Jon went to lift his head, Nicky said, "Not done yet!" and leaned down, pulling Jon with him until all three were sharing a kiss together.
"That was fucking crazy!" Jon said, as he started releasing the restraints on William's arms. Nicky released his legs at the same time.
"Yeah, but so fun!" Nicky said back.
"I still don't know what's going on!" William said weakly, stretching his arms and legs a little.
"Shh!" Nicky said, placing a finger on William's lips. "Subs should be seen and not heard!"
Jon laughed at the comment, amazed that the boy was still so bold but utterly entranced by him. "You're so funny!" Jon said, holding out an arm.
Nicky happily shuffled up the bed and let the older boy place an arm around him. As he rested his head against Jon's chest, he let his hand caress the young man's chest, mesmerised by the body hair, letting it slide between his fingers.
William just sat there, confused, looking at his lover and his master cuddled together naked.
"Well don't just sit there looking pretty. Do something useful!" Jon said sharply.
"Yes Sir!" William said, feeling more than a little humiliated to be used in front of Nicky. He moved down the bed grabbed Jon's foot, then lifted it and began to lick.
"Oh my God!" Nicky exclaimed in disgust. "He's licking your feet!"
Jon grinned. "I know, I was never a fan, but... give it a go!" he suggested. When Nicky just shrugged he ordered, "Hey, Little Willy, his feet, not mine!"
William looked up in dismay. He was used to serving Jon, but with Nicky they had always been at least equals. He had even felt like the one in charge for a few brief fleeting moments with him, but now he would be reduced back to a foot-licking servant for the boy.
"Now, Little Willy!" Nicky said, sensing his hesitation, making Jon snigger.
William dropped Jon's foot gently and shuffled over to grab one of Nicky's instead. It felt so soft and supple and he wasted no time on running his tongue across it. Nicky squirmed a little at first, but once he got over the slight ticklishness, moaned happily as his lover worshipped his foot. He let out a low growl of approval as he felt a tongue slip between his toes.
"I don't know if it turns me on," Nicky whispered to Jon, "But it feels so good!"
"You got that right! And look at him down there. He's loving every second!" Jon said, pointing to William who was clearly lost in serving the boy.
Nicky moaned happily again then looked round at Jon and smiled. He leaned in to kiss him again, but the young man raised a hand to stop him.
"Before, that was a one-off. I don't kiss when it's just... casual fun, okay?" Jon explained. "You two kiss as much as you like, sounds like he's your boyfriend now, but you and me.... him and me... it's... just sex, okay?"
Nicky looked a little sad for a moment as he nodded, but then smiled and said, "Well if I can't kiss you, I may as well use my mouth somewhere else!" He leaned over and took Jon's nipple in his mouth.
"Oh fuck!" Jon moaned. The boy's enthusiasm and curiosity was exciting, the way he licked around the nipple but continued to tease his chest hair with one hand, the other exploring his stomach, a finger slowly encircling his navel.
Still semi-hard, having never really gone down from the face-fucking, Jon's cock swelled to full firmness again under Nicky's teasing hands and mouth. He resisted touching it, simply enjoying the arousal as Nicky continued his exploration.
"Hey, slave!" Jon eventually called once Nicky had moved onto all-fours to service the young man's nipples.
"Sir?" William asked, sitting up and releasing Nicky's foot.
"Has he been rimmed yet?" Jon asked.
Nicky pulled up for a moment, looking confused and slightly worried as William replied. "No Sir, should I do it?"
"Yes, slave!" Jon ordered, then he looked to Nicky, winked and said, "You're gonna love this!"
Nicky jumped a little as he felt one of William's hands on each of his buttocks, pulling them gently apart. Suddenly, William's tongue made contact with his hole. The look on his face had Jon in absolute hysterics.
"Oh wow," Nicky gasped as William swirled his tongue around the hole. "Now this I could get used to!" he gasped. He let his hand reach out slightly and grabbed at Jon's cock. It was a comparable size to his own, so it made a nice change to grasp something large that brought someone else pleasure. He stroked it gently and the older teen let out a contented sigh.
Nicky was slowly leaning in closer as William worked on his butt, his face getting nearer to Jon's as they both lost themselves in the pleasure. One slight lunge forward and Nicky's lips were on Jon's, his stubble scratching the young boy's face teasingly. Their tongues met but only for a few seconds before Jon shoved him away.
"Nick, I said no!" the young man said sternly.
"Okay, then.... we need to move!" Nicky said, needing a mouth against his own. "William, move round here!" he ordered.
They shifted round, with Nicky straddling Jon's legs so their cocks were together, then William straddling his master's torso, but facing Nicky. The two younger boys began to kiss passionately, Nicky doing his best not to think about where William's mouth had just been. As he did it, he put his own cock against Jon's, wrapped both hands around the two ample tools and began stroking eagerly.
The three boys remained like that for several minutes, Nicky losing himself in his kiss with William, his hands teasing himself and Jon slowly. Jon rested his hands on William's back, slowly working down to massage his buttocks before allowing one hand to slide down the boy's crack. He found the hole, slippery from lubricant and Nicky's first load and slid a couple of fingers in.
Jon realised his fingering of the his sub made him the puppet master of the entire scene. When he pressed his fingers into the boy's prostate, William tensed and moaned excitedly into Nicky's mouth, which in turn excited the youngest boy and made him speed up his stroking. Jon lay there, basking in the pure delight of the two naked boys on top of him, slowing up and speeding down Nicky as he lay there.
"Oh God, I'm gonna cum again!" Nicky moaned as his stroking sped up once more.
"Me too!" Jon declared and immediately sprang up, tossing William to the side. He grabbed the fourteen-year-old round the neck, but only enough to hold him down, not intending to harm or choke him and then knelt beside his face, gesturing for Nicky to do the same.
Nicky happily complied, quickly grabbing his cock and stroking before he backed too far from the imminent orgasm. Jon and Nicky locked eyes on each other as they stroked their way to climax, shooting in unison all over William's face. Jon's side was substantially more covered, being only his second load compared to the much younger boy's third of the evening.
Nicky almost toppled onto Jon, knocking the elder teen over into a laying position. He happily put an arm around the boy as they lay recovering from their second co-ordinated ejaculation. William, with one eye closed thanks to Jon's spunk, nestled in between his lover and his master.
As Jon sat there, looking down from Nicky, to William and back, shook his head slightly and muttered, "Fuck!" Despite what he had said to Nicky, twice, he leaned down and kissed the boy gently on the forehead.
Nicky smiled as he felt it and looked up at Jon, eyes heavy as tiredness caught up with him. "I thought that was a no!" he said with a cheeky grin.
"That was a one off. Won't happen again!" Jon said with a slight smirk. He meant it too, regardless of hos nice it had felt.
While Danny was very much getting used to sharing a bunk, actually quite enjoying it most of the time, there were some occasions when he found it quite irritating. It wasn't uncommon for Chris to accidentally drop a hand on his face or on one occasion, even knee him in the bollocks while he slept. He had gotten pretty good at falling back to sleep quickly, but sometimes he knew he needed to stay awake a bit longer.
On his second night, Chris had experienced some pretty unpleasant dreams, waking up almost in tears. Since then, he seemed to have mostly been okay, but as Danny felt Chris' hand tightly squeeze his arm, he awoke and immediately knew something was off.
Chris was whimpering in his sleep, the sounds verging on being words, but not quite forming completely. Danny sat up and reached down to the distressed boy beside him and gently placed a hand on his head, letting his fingers gently slide through his hair.
Chris squirmed as he whimpered again, shifting sideways to grip tightly onto Danny, his head in his lap.
Danny actually considered waking him for a moment as it was so difficult to see his friend in such obvious distress, but as he stroked his fingers through the Irish boy's hair a few more times he seemed to calm a little, so he continued doing it.
As Chris quietened, he could hear quiet talking below. It wasn't loud enough to make out what was being said, but it was definitely there. He smiled, glad to think that Mikey and Nicky were talking. As much as the dorm was close as a whole, the bunk-adjacent pairings had really become the basis of the closest friendships, with Mikey and Matty being the only real exception. The fact they were talking so late at night was a minor concern, Danny's natural instinct to help friends in distress kicking on reflexively, but he figured whichever one of the two boys had a problem, the other was helping.
Worried that Chris might relapse into nightmares, Danny made himself comfortable, his hand continuing its soothing caress. It may not have been quite the alone time with Chris he had been hoping for, but it still felt nice to have a private moment with the other boy that he didn't have to share with anyone else.
He had been sat there for about ten minutes, the sound of whispering from below ongoing, when the door began to open. Worried it may be someone from another dorm pulling a prank or something even more sinister, he shuffled down in the bed quickly, but kept an eye on the doorway. He was more than a little bit confused when he saw Nicky creeping in. The sound of talking below had suddenly stopped too.
Nicky quickly made his way back to his bunk below Danny and settled in.
Danny sat back up, curious about where Nicky had been, but more importantly, who Mikey had been talking to. He had looked to the bunks opposite a few times while he sat there, seeing Josh, David, James and Rob all sound asleep.
Not wanting to disturb anyone else in the room, Danny grabbed his phone from the shelf beside his bunk and typed out a message to Mikey. [Hey, you okay?] he asked, finding it hard to sound casual sending a message at nearly midnight. He wondered if the other boy would even see it but as he sent it, there was a glow from below and the low buzz of a vibration.
A moment later, the message showed as read, and then that Mikey was typing. Seconds later, a reply appeared [Wat u want? It's midnight!!!!]
[Heard u talking? Checkin ur ok?] Danny replied.
[Stalker much? Was talking to Nicky. NOYB!]
Danny was annoyed immediately by the tone and being told to mind his own business and considered just not replying, but he typed back angrily. [Sorry 4 givin a fuck but Nicky wasnt even there!]
[So I was sleep talking. So sorry. Did I disturb you fucking ur boyfriend?] Mikey replied.
[Piss off!] Danny replied, infuriated that his attempt to help had been so spectacularly poorly-received. He immediately locked his phone and put it down. He sat silently for a moment, playing with Chris' hair again before picking up his phone and unlocking it. Mikey hadn't replied and he was expecting to get some kind of profanity in response. Some twisted part of him hoped Mikey was as pissed a he was, figuring if the other boy couldn't be thankful for the attempt to be kind then he deserved to be annoyed.
As he looked at the chat, he saw his last message was marked as read and Mikey was typing. But then the typing stopped and Mikey went offline. A moment later he was back online and typing again. Then offline. As Danny waited, he never appeared online again and the glow from below was gone. Despite his anger, he still felt concerned, but with Chris still in his lap, he knew he could be there for everyone at once. Keeping his phone under his pillow in case another reply came, he shuffled back down in the bed.
Chris stirred a little but didn't wake, just repositioning himself in his sleep as he held onto Danny. Soon, Danny was asleep too.
Thank you for reading Chapter 5. I'd love to hear your thoughts, my email is matterotica@hotmail.co.uk
If you enjoy my writing, check out my other stories on Nifty, links below, or check out my blog at https://matterotica.wordpress.com/
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/
Other Series Possession - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/sf-fantasy/possession-series/ Jack Hamilton - https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/authoritarian/jack-hamilton/
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 and 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