The Dangers of Desire

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Author's Note: Sorry for the slight delay in posting this part of the story. It is the chapter I have struggled with the most out of everything I've ever written, you'll probably see why as you read through it. As always I would love to hear from you about your opinions and thoughts, emails welcome at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk.

The Dangers of Desire

Chapter 8

by Matt

Josh felt sick. It felt like his entire world had just been blown apart. Mere minutes before he had been so overjoyed, his hidden desire had been sated for now, with the promise of plenty more to come. Things were actually good with Benny again, something he never thought possible and the boy actually seemed to have changed, but then... this!

Alex sat cowering in his 'cell' – that was the only thing Josh could think to call it. The boy had been locked in the tiny room, kept in the dark, concealed in a hood. He had only met Alex once, that day on the beach, but the encounter had shaken him to his core. The boy's behaviour and attitude verging on wicked. His treatment of Josh had been one of the triggers for him ending his affair with Benny. Alex had literally scared Josh with his intensity. It was almost impossible to believe that the naked, cowering young man before him was the same person. More shocking than the boy's transformation though was the slow realisation of who had to be responsible for it – Benny!

Trash. That was what Benny had said he kept in that room. The yells when he arrived earlier, it was clear now they were yells of pain, obviously at Alex's expense. Following that day on the beach, Josh had occasionally woken up scared, the boy's piercing green eyes haunting him in his sleep. Seeing him now brought all of that back and his first instinct was to run. He knew he probably should, but Benny had done this and he had to answer for it.

"No, give that back!" Alex called out, reaching for the hood. "I'm not allowed to take it off."

Josh let the boy take the hood and slide it back on. Hooded once more, he seemed to shrink into the corner.

"Alex. What... what are you doing here?" Josh stuttered.

"Whatever I'm told!" Alex replied, cold and emotionless.

Josh wanted to ask more, but he could see the boy was just getting more and more agitated. "I won't leave you here!" He closed the door and bolted it again then marched up the stairs.

Benny was already in the private lounge when Josh stormed in, the door slamming open. He looked at the angry young man and started, "Josh, what are you..."

"I found Alex!" he snapped furiously. He marched over to Benny, taking every ounce of self control he had not to punch him in the face. "You haven't changed at all, have you? You're still a fucking monster!"

Benny stared in Josh, terrified of the man's rage. He stuttered but couldn't respond.

"What have you done to him? And why is he even here? Didn't you think I might want to know that HE was here, after what he did?" Josh snarled.

The noise had attracted attention, Roger came running in and saw Josh confronting Benny. He grabbed Josh's arm and pulled him away. "Hey, back off." the large man ordered loudly.

"Get off of me!" Josh snapped, pulling his arm free and turning back to Benny. "You're keeping him prisoner down there!"

"It's not what it looks like." Benny said, backing away slowly.

"Oh really? Because what it looks like is that you're holding someone against their will and you've.... you've... broken him!" Josh argued. "What is this, some kind of.... revenge for what he did to me? For making things end with us?"

"No, it's not like that at all..." Benny insisted. "You really think I'd do that?"

"I don't know what you're capable of! You're keeping him like an animal. He was... he was..." Josh shook his head as he thought of the state Alex had been in.

"Roger, go and get him." Benny said to the large man who lingered behind Josh. He gave Benny a questioning look, gesturing to Josh. "I'll be okay, just go and bring him up here."

Roger did as ordered, leaving Josh and Benny alone.

"Josh, I swear, I don't hurt people any more... at least, not in the way I did, if that makes sense." Benny reassured him, then his eyes narrowed as he considered Josh's reaction. "You actually think I'd do that?!"

"I don't know." Josh said, his perceptions of the boy suddenly clouded. "After what you did to me, who knows what you might do!"

"I thought... I thought we were finally starting to move on, but you really think I'm, what... a 'fucking monster', wasn't that what you called me?" Benny exclaimed, his disappointment quickly turning to anger.

"Benny, I just... I don't understand." Josh mumbled.

Roger returned, pulling Alex along behind him.

"Alex, tell Josh what you're doing here." Benny ordered.

The boy cowered at the sound of Benny's voice then whimpered, "I'm doing whatever you tell me, Sir."

Josh turned from Alex to stare back at Benny.

"Roger, close the door!" Benny snapped. "Alex, take off the hood. This isn't part of your training!"

Roger did as ordered as Alex appeared to relax, then reached up and pulled off the hood. "Fuck I hate that thing." Alex said with a smirk, reaching up to run his fingers through his flattened hair. "Hey Josh!"

"Wait, I thought you...." Josh stuttered, looking back and forth between Alex and Benny.

"He's here of his own accord, Josh." Benny stated firmly.

"It's all part of my induction." Alex said.

"I don't understand. What induction?" Josh asked, thoroughly confused. "Wait, you mean he's going to be one of your boys? HE wants to sub for YOU?" Josh found the prospect unthinkable. He could imagine Alex doing a lot of things, but submitting to Benny's total control wasn't one of them!

"Sit down." Benny said, taking a seat. The others followed his cue, only Roger remained standing. "He's being inducted as one of my... erm, what did I call them the other day? My generals. He's gonna be one of my new ones."

"And it's gonna be fucking awesome!" Alex said excitedly, smiling wickedly. "Glad to see you here Josh, I was hoping I'd get another turn with you!"

It sent a shudder down Josh's spine. He suddenly found himself filled with the same sense of discomfort he had felt after his first encounter with Alex. Even after all this time, he still couldn't put his finger on what it was about the boy, something just felt... wrong!

"But... why's he... like that?" Josh asked, pointing at the hood.

"It's one of his rules." Alex replied indignantly, as if the whole thing was beneath him. "He won't let anyone join the house without, and these are his words, fully understanding what the boys go through."

Benny shot Alex a slightly annoyed look as he appeared to mock the young master's words, the older boy immediately looking remorseful.

"I make them start at the bottom. I'd never let someone just walk on here and start abusing my boys. They start in the role Alex is currently in, the 'Trash'. It's like the lowest of the low. It's sometimes used as punishment for boys who misbehave, it's like a step below them. After Alex has done his time, he'll move up to spend some time as one of my boys." Benny explained the process to Josh who just stared intently.

"Yeah, and so far it sucks, but at the end of it all, I get to take charge of Benny's boys and that's gonna be some seriously hot shit!" Alex said through a crooked smile.

"That's enough from you." Benny snapped. "Roger." He gestured to Roger who stepped forward and lifted Alex up onto his feet.

"Back on it goes. See ya soon Joshy." Alex said, making Josh shudder again. The hood was replaced and he let himself be lead out of the room, leaving Josh and Benny alone again.

Josh didn't know what to say. His heart was still pounding from how angry he had been mere minutes before. His head was beginning to clear, but with it came all the nagging questions that had come with him to Benny's house. All the doubts and concerns, the fears and apprehensions. What he had experienced in the Games Room had been so incredible though, the way he had been taken so roughly, it was exactly what he knew he had been craving. Back and forth the argument waged in his mind, until much like earlier, it reluctantly settled on Benny's side. 'I need this.' he thought to himself as he looked over at the boy. 'Even with Alex here, I need this!'

While Josh had been lost in thought, Benny had just sat there, staring at him. Before Josh could say anything, Benny spoke. "I need you to leave."

"Yeah." Josh nodded. "Seeing Alex was a bit of a shock. We should... probably pick this up another day."

"No, Josh." Benny said, then took a deep breath. "I need you to leave and not come back. Ever!" There a slight wobble in his voice.

"What!" Josh exclaimed, looking back in confusion. "But... I thought... we were..."

"This..... this was a mistake!" Benny interrupted. "Look, I've been thinking about this since Monday. Honestly, it's all I've thought about. I wanted you back, Josh, more than anything and when you came to see me earlier this week, I was so unbelievably happy. I let myself start thinking that suddenly things were gonna be like they were, I just got caught up in that and I didn't see it."

"I... don't understand." Josh said, staring blankly. "You didn't see... what?"

"Things AREN'T like they were, Josh, and they never will be. What I did, it destroyed... us. When you saw me on Monday, you were so scared and honestly you were probably right to be. But then suddenly... you just got over it? If things had been the other way round, if you had been the one to assault me... we wouldn't be sat here talking. Yeah, I might forgive you eventually, but to actually come back to it? Then you turn up here today and I let myself get caught up in it again. I was so excited about being able to touch you again that I just did it. I didn't think, I didn't hesitate, I just took you in. It was when I saw how mad you got at me, how you were obviously still thinking I'm the way I was back then... how the hell could you let me chain you up downstairs knowing what happened the last time?" Benny demanded.

Josh stared, his eyes watering as he took in what Benny was saying. "But Benny... I need you."

"No Josh, you don't. I lost control. I don't know if I even had it in the first place and I... I think I broke you. I know you came to see me at school because my parents asked you to, but they never asked you to come home with me. Why... how could you even do that? Just look at how you reacted today. You thought I was a monster, that I was keeping a slave and abusing him. If you really did trust me, that thought wouldn't have even crossed your mind. We can't rebuild trust that has been so completely broken. I'm not sure what you actually need, Josh, but it's not me. It can't be." Benny insisted as a tear rolled down his cheek. He sniffed back more tears and anger started spreading across his face in place of the sadness, "You were my first love... and I want you more than you can imagine, but every time I look at you, I see that moment! I see what I did... and it feels like I'm dying inside. You're a walking reminder of the worst moment of my life! Can you tell me that honestly, deep down inside, you don't see it too?"

Josh stood to face him, silent tears streaming. He paused for a moment, then solemnly shook his head. "I do... but we can..." Josh started and was cut off mid-sentence once again by the boy.

"JUST GO!" Benny screamed, sobbing. "If you care about me at all, turn around and go and don't come back!"

Josh turned to the door and walked away. Looking back at the last moment, he whispered, "I love you Benny."

Benny collapsed to the sofa in fits of tears. Moments later, he looked up and called out "I love you too." but it was too late, Josh was already gone.

The sleepover boys' attempt to watch a movie hadn't lasted long, mostly thanks to Warren. Whether he was just particularly horny that evening, or perhaps having a new boy present played a part, he seemed determined to make things happen. He started with little pokes and prods to the other boys, gradually leading up to outright groping.

When Nick grew tired of Warren's behaviour, he stopped the movie and glared at him. Asking what he wanted to do instead, the boy had insisted it was time for 'the doctor's office to open'. Despite being initially embarrassed by the idea, Greg soon began to play along and it was determined that Nick would be playing the doctor. There had been no plans other than that put in place, no set scenario, no plot, just Nick playing a doctor and Greg playing a patient.

Warren and Sam had remained seated on the sofa while the other two stood at opposite ends of the room. Nick winked at Greg, their pre-arranged signal, to see if he was happy to continue. The boy nodded happily, but continued looking nervous. Nick stepped forward, placing a few items at the foot of the bed. "Greg West." he called out as if calling him for his appointment.

Greg shuddered but stepped forward silently.

"Ah, come in." Nick said, holding out an arm to guide him in to his 'office'. He directed for the boy to sit on the bed while he sat opposite in the desk chair, giving the two spectators a decent view of them both. "So I understand you're here today for a routine physical?"

"Y... yes." Greg nodded.

"Okay, we'll start with some standard questions." Nick explained. He played his part well, asking a range of almost-believable questions of the boy who seemed to relax a little, until they came onto a more sensitive subject. "Okay, now are you sexually active?"

"What... erm... no." Greg replied, blushing and shifting uncomfortably.

"And do you masturbate?" Nick continued, not letting the boy's discomfort slow his pace.

Greg looked shyly at the other two boys who were sniggering and whispering, then replied quietly, "Yes."

"And how often do you do that?"

Greg took a deep breath as he considered his reply. "Three or four times... a day."

"Whoa!" Sam called out in surprise. Nick shot him a glance that told him very clearly to remain silent.

"Right, well I'll need to examine you now." Nick continued, smiling kindly at Greg. "If you could strip down to your underwear please."

Greg looked terrified, but stood and began to undress. Nick watched happily as the boy began to reveal himself, first by removing his t-shirt. He was quite tall for his age. Not quite at Nick's height yet, but getting close. He was slim too, not an ounce of fat on him. His muscles had just a little definition, but being so slim, they seemed emphasised, giving him a deceptively muscular appearance. His deep blue eyes darted back and forth between 'the doctor' and the spectators, knowing every eye was on his body. Being blonde, his skin was quite fair, so as he blushed, the redness appeared even stronger.

Next he pulled off his socks and then slipped down his jeans. His upper body was fairly hairless, even under his arms only a tiny tuft had begun to sprout, but his legs were surprisingly hairy. He stood there now in just a pair of loose boxer shorts, but with his hand covering his bulge. Nick gestured to his hands and cleared his throat. Reluctantly the boy moved them, revealing that his boxers were tented by an erection.

Nick heard more smirks from the sofa and shot them a second warning glare. "Okay, now lay down on the bed please."

Greg nodded and did as instructed, staring up nervously as Nick stood over him. Without any props to use, Nick got straight to work with his hands, starting up at the boy's neck, feeling and pressing various parts. He could see the boy's chest start rising and falling much more rapidly as he progressed, he really seemed to be enjoying it. When Nick worked his way across the chest, he intentionally brushed his fingers across the boy's nipples a couple of times, smiling happily as he moaned his contentment.

Once Nick had worked down the stomach, skipped the crotch area and checked his legs, he stood back. "And if you could remove your underwear too please."

Greg stood and made the mistake of looking at Warren and Sam. Both of them stared straight back at him, grinning. The sight of them only increased his nerves, yet also, his enjoyment, which surprised him greatly. He quickly pulled down the boxers and kicked them aside, then lay back down on the bed. His cock was solid, pointing up from his body at forty-five degrees as he lay there.

Nick 'examined' his body again briefly, for no other purpose than to turn the boy on some more. Having someone so aroused and responsive beneath his fingertips was turning him on too. "I'm going to check your testicles now for any abnormalities." he explained, looking down at the boy.

Greg took a deep breath. It shuddered out of him as he trembled. Nick reached down and took the boy's smooth balls between his fingers. "Oh fuck!" the boy called out and his cock began to twitch as he covered himself in cum.

Nick watched excitedly, but did his best to hide his entertainment. He reached for the tissues at the end of the bed and pulled out a couple. Silently he began to clean up the boy and just said calmly. "Don't worry, that happens more often than you'd expect. We can carry on."

Greg wasn't sure what to feel. He had just experienced his second ever orgasm at the hands of another boy and he had barely touched him, but it had felt great. Having his fantasy played out felt amazing, but the thought of continuing worried him. How would it end? He had guessed he would cum at some point, but he thought it would be the end of the scenario.

Nick resumed his previous examination of the boy's balls, rolling them gently between his fingers. So soon after cumming, the entire area felt quite sensitive, but Nick's touch was so delicate that Greg found himself loving every second. The ongoing attention stopped his cock from softening even slightly. Nick let go of the boy's calls and instead took hold of the shaft of his cock.

"Fuck!" Greg called out as he felt the new sensations.

Nick's exam was quite thorough, squeezing and stroking every inch of the boy's cock, pulling the foreskin back and forth. That part made Greg's entire body twitch as the skin slid back and forth over the still-sensitive head.

"Oh... Nick." he whispered as it continued.

"Right, now if you could stand up and bend over the bed please." Nick instructed, doing his best to ignore the boy's pleasured moans.

"What?!" Greg said, eyes wide with fear.

"I'm going to check your prostate." Nick explained calmly.

Greg stood and stared at Nick. Another wink followed by another nod. He leant over, spreading his legs as Nick nudged them apart. The 'doctor' then reached for the bottle of lube he had placed with the tissues and squeezed some out. He reached down to the boy's smooth, virgin hole and applied the gel, watching him shake as he did it.

He leant forward and whispered in Greg's ear, "Just try to relax. If it hurts, just tell me to stop, but if you relax it should be okay."

He stood back up and began to push gently with one finger, then a little firmer. Greg took a deep breath and attempted to relax his rear. As he did so, Nick's finger popped inside. Just a tiny buit at first, but eventually the entire finger slid inside.

"Oh shit!" Greg yelled out as the mix of pleasure and pain.

"You okay?" Nick asked, cropping out of character.

"Yeah. I'm good." Greg reassured him. "Carry on!"

Nick was tempted to fingerfuck the boy a little, but he knew it wasn't what the doctor would do. Instead, he moved his finger round just a little until he felt it press against its target.

Greg stood straight up, back arched. "What the fuck is that?" he yelled.

Nick laughed, not bothered this time when Sam and Warren joined in. "That'll be your prostate."

"Oh my God." Greg gasped, bending back over onto the bed.

Nick pressed on it a few more times, marvelling at the way the boy's sphincter tightened around his finger in response, along with his ecstatic groans. Once he finally pulled his finger out, he instructed, "Lay on the bed again please."

Greg followed the instructions, both relieved and disappointed at the empty feeling in his rear. "Okay, now I just need to take a sperm sample."

"Didn't I already give you one?" Greg said, looking up at the doctor.

"Unfortunately I was unprepared for your... eagerness. I need to take a new one." Nick explained. Greg blushed at Nick's choice of words. "Now just lay back and let me take care of business."

Greg continued to do as he was told. As he lay there, he closed his eyes, allowing him to get lost on the fantasy. He felt Nick's fingers take hold of his cock again, but this time gripping more firmly as he began to stroke.

As the boy lay there, enjoying the doctor's actions, he thought about the prostate exam, imagining how it would feel to experience that at the same time. Without really thinking about it, he parted his legs. The doctor noticed the obvious invitation and reached down again with his other hand, pushing a finger once again inside the boy.

"Ah... yes!" Greg called out excitedly as the finger pressed on his magic button. With the added stimulation, it wasn't long before he felt his second orgasm approach. "I'm gonna cum!" he said loudly.

His cock spasmed, his balls twitched and he found his chest once again warmed by several globs of his own jizz. He opened his eyes and looked up at Nick, then realised Warren and Sam were stood over him too. Naked, panting, covered in his own spunk and having just played out one of his biggest fantasies, he probably should have been embarrassed about the three boys staring at him, but instead he just felt happy.

"You enjoyed that then?" Nick asked with a grin.

"Yes!" Warren said excitedly.

Nick playfully smacked him round the back of his head and said, "I meant Greg, not you!"

Greg laughed at them then replied, "Oh fuck yes!"

Nick looked at the other two. "Who's next then?" he asked with a grin.

Corey sat on the sofa, waiting for Dale to re-emerge from the kitchen. A few moments later, he walked in, carrying a coke for Corey and a beer for himself. He placed them on the coffee table and took a seat in the armchair opposite Corey.

"So, he didn't say where he was going?" Corey asked.

Dale shook his head. "Nope. James said he just had to 'go and do something'. It's just not like him."

"Have you tried calling him?" Corey asked, knowing that it was probably futile.

"No answer." Dale answered quickly with a sigh.

"So where do you think he might be?" Corey asked. The boy already knew what Dale was thinking, it had been his first thought too, but he figured it was best to let Dale approach it himself.

"It's gotta be Benny." Dale said. Corey couldn't tell whether he sounded angry or worried.

"Yeah," Corey said, nodding gently. "That's what I thought too."

"I just don't get it. I mean... why?" Dale asked. His question was mostly just an expression of his frustration.

"I wish I knew." Corey replied. "Just... when he gets back, try and keep your cool."

"I'm... cool." Dale insisted. Corey raised his eyebrows and nodded towards Dale's hands. They were clenched into tight fists. Realising what he was doing, Dale loosened them then looked back to Corey. "Okay... maybe I'm not, but I don't think I'm unjustified in being a bit pissed, am I?"

"No, it's understandable, but.... try and see it from Josh's perspective too. I can normally tell what's going on his head better than he can, but the Benny stuff... I'm clueless. So if I can't figure it out, just think how confused he's got to be about it!"

Dale sighed, his fists clenching again. Realising he was doing it this time, Dale willed himself to unclench. "You're right, but confused or not... urrrgh, he's just so frustrating. He could be there right now, getting hurt. I should go and find him." Dale said, jumping to his feet.

"Do you actually know where Benny is?" Corey asked, not even bothering to try and intercept the agitated man.

Dale glared at the boy, thought for a moment then flopped back down into his seat. "No." he said angrily.

"So the best thing we can do is sit here and wait. And when Josh comes home, we can do our best not to kill him!" Corey said, his own anger at his brother's actions showing through his poor attempt at humour.

"I guess you're right." Dale said flatly. "Thanks, by the way, for coming over. I knew Nick and Warren were busy at their sleepover, and nobody outside of us guys really understands all this stuff."

"No problem." Corey grinned. "I know none of you fuckers can function without me, so I just kinda roll with it."

Dale couldn't help laughing at the boy's overconfidence.

"Oh my God, I see why you like that stuff!" Warren gasped, catching his breath after a toe-curling orgasm. Nick had just subjected him to the same treatment he had given Greg earlier, the boy laying on the bed, naked and covered in cum. Unlike Greg he had only cum once, being much more used to Nick's touch, but it had still felt incredible.

Greg looked almost pale as he watched. His tired cock swollen once again. It seemed he enjoyed watching it almost as much as he enjoyed experiencing it.

Warren cleaned himself up and pulled his boxer-briefs back on, not bothering with any other clothing and watched, giggling as Nick homed in on Sam. "Come on Sammy-boy, everyone else has had their appointments, time for yours!"

They had gone back to more 'normal' activities after Greg's appointment, but eventually the conversation had turned to a more sexual nature and Warren had been given his turn. Throughout it, Sam had worried he might be next. He looked terrified when he realised he was right.

"I don't think so." Sam said, holding his hands up in front of Nick.

"Aww come on, everyone needs a check up now and then." Warren teased, jumping next to the boy on the sofa and tickling him.

Sam laughed at the tickling then pushed Warren away and said as sternly as he could. "No, I'm not doing it."

"Go ooooon!" Warren taunted.

"Hey." Nick interrupted, seeing that Warren was going to keep pushing, seemingly oblivious to Sam's genuine refusal. The boy really didn't want to do it, he wasn't just playing hard to get. "If he says he doesn't want to do it, he doesn't have to do it!"

Warren looked round at the older boy, his expression conveying he was taking it too far, so he turned back to Sam and just said, "Sorry."

"Oh I'll make you sorry!" Sam sniggered, jumping onto Warren. The two started rolling around on the floor, wrestling as Nick and Greg just watched in amusement.

"HEY!" a shout came through the door. "IT'S GETTING LATE, GO TO SLEEP!"

Warren froze, then called back, "Yes Mum!"

The all waited silently for a few moments until the woman moved on, then burst into laughter.

"She's right though, it's getting late." Nick said reluctantly. He couldn't believe how quickly the night had gone. Having Greg there seemed to make such a huge difference to the group and he found himself liking the boy more and more as the evening went on. "So who's sleeping where?"

"Mine!" Sam said, jumping back onto the sofa. It was his usual spot when he stayed over. Despite how much he loved cuddling up with his friends normally, when it came to sleeping he liked his space and he knew the sofa was only big enough for one so he would never have to share.

Greg looked round, not sure what the other options were. As if reading his mind, Nick walked over to the bed, reached down and pulled. The bottom part of the bed pulled out, revealing another single bed. It looked like it could slide all the way out and be positioned separately from the main unit, but Nick left it alongside the main part of the bed.

"I don't mind where I go." Greg said, smiling politely. As the newest attendee at the sleepover, he didn't feel right making requests.

"Hey." Warren said, getting Nick's attention. "You mind sleeping apart tonight?" Warren looked at Greg, Nick following his gaze and understanding the boy's intentions.

"Sure, that's fine with me. I'll take this one." Nick said, sitting on the lower bed.

"That means you get to share with me." Warren said happily, moving up to his side and nudging him.

It took half an hour and a few more parental nudges to finally get them all to settle down in bed. They continued talking for quite some time after that, with Sam eventually nodding off, closely followed by Nick, leaving just the two boys laying together on the bed.

When Warren realised the other two were asleep, he turned onto his side and whispered to Greg, "I didn't want you to sleep alone tonight."

Greg turned onto his side too, his face mere inches from Warren's. "Thanks." he whispered back. "Not just for that, but... for everything this week. I don't think I'd have got through it without you."

"I just wish I could do more. When I saw how upset you were Tuesday night, I just wanted to pull you through that monitor and cuddle up with you here like this." Warren explained. "It's been really nice seeing you so happy tonight."

"Well it's all thanks to you guys. I'm so glad I've got you and Sam. And it's been nice spending more time with Nick too. Your boyfriend's awesome." Greg whispered happily. "And so are you."

"Thanks." Warren beamed. He lay for a moment looking at Greg. There wasn't much light in the room, just enough to make out his face. He reached up and gently placed his hand on his friend's cheek, then leant forward and kissed him on the lips, just for a few seconds.

Greg giggled. "Ya know, technically that's my first kiss."

"Oh." Warren replied, worrying slightly. "I'm sorry, I should have asked...."

Greg raised and hand and placed a finger on Warren's lips, silencing him. "A really sweet moment with my best friend is a pretty cool way to remember a first kiss!"

Without another word, Greg turned over and Warren cuddled up behind him, spooning against the taller boy, both of them quickly falling asleep.

Dale could feel himself getting closer and closer to falling asleep. Seeing Corey sound asleep on the sofa in front of him just seemed to be making him more and more drowsy. The boy had chosen to stay with Dale and wait for Josh to come home, even though they had no idea when it would be. Shortly after midnight, Corey had fallen asleep leaving Dale alone to worry. Eventually he felt his eyes getting heavy and he couldn't fight it any more.

He wasn't sure how long he had been asleep when he heard someone at the door. It only felt like a few moments but he suspected it may have been longer. "Josh?" Dale called out, rubbing his eyes.

Corey sat up suddenly. "Is he home?"

"Yeah it's me." Josh said, walking in the door, surprised to see Dale was still up, and even more surprised to see Corey was with him.

"Where the hell have you been?" Corey demanded angrily.

"I'm sorry." Josh said flatly, eyes fixed on the floor. It was obvious he had a lot on his mind.

"Josh." Dale started, his anger barely contained. Corey shot him a look and he took a deep breath before continuing. "Come and sit down." Inside he was furious at Josh's disappearance and refusal to answer his phone, but his relief at seeing Josh was okay along with Corey's earlier request to keep his cool seemed to be keeping the fury at bay for now. He wanted to hug Josh and punch him at the same time.

Still avoiding making eye contact with either Corey or Dale, Josh walked over to them and took a seat on the opposite end of the sofa to his little brother. He remained silent.

"Where have you been?" Corey demanded again.

"After I left the gym, I went to Benny's house." Josh said, cowering a little at the thought of the reaction his comment was going to get. He was surprised by the lingering silence that followed. He felt a compulsion to continue, just to break the silence. "I... submitted to him."

"What the hell's wrong with you?" Corey snapped, picking up a cushion and hitting Josh round the back of his head repeatedly.

"Corey! That's enough!" Dale snapped, halting the boy mid-swing. Dale's fists were clenched tightly, but this time he couldn't find the will to release them. "How long were you there?" he demanded.

"I don't know." Josh shrugged. "Maybe an hour."

"Wait... so where have you been all night?" Dale asked, his concern and curiosity suddenly outweighing his anger.

"Just... around. I drove for a while, then I went and sat in the park. I... I had to think." Josh mumbled.

"About what?" Corey demanded this time, surprised by his own reaction to his brother's return. "What did Benny do to you?"

"Nothing. Well... we did some things... at his house..." Josh stammered, then looked at Dale for a second before continuing, "But you probably don't need the details. But then... we had this argument. I thought he'd done something horrible, I thought it was all an act, the way he'd changed, I was so angry!" He trailed off, his voice wavering.

"Josh, you didn't... hurt him did you?" Dale asked, eyes wide with concern.

Josh shook his head, still looking down. "It turned out I was wrong... he hadn't done anything. In fact, I think he's changed more than I thought. He explained everything. But then..." Corey and Dale both edged forward in their seats as he paused. "He told me I had to leave... like, forever!" Josh started crying, burying his face in his hands.

Corey and Dale's anger melted away as they saw the young man sob. They both moved closer to him, wrapping him in their arms and just letting him cry it out.

A few minutes later, when Josh had calmed slightly, Corey and Dale released him. Corey remained sat at his brother's side, while Dale knelt in front of him, looking up into his boyfriend's face. "So you and Benny... it's over?" Dale asked. He got a nod in return. "And it was Benny's choice?" Another nod.

"I don't understand." Corey said, frowning. He was beginning to get more and more annoyed at his own lack of understanding. He could normally read most situations, but when it came to his big brother and his former master, it was like a haze of mystery obscured his view. "Benny wanted you back. Why would he make you leave? Did he just... want to hurt you for ending it in the first place?"

"No." Josh croaked. He coughed and cleared his throat as he wiped the last remnants of his tears from his cheek. "He said I'm broken. He pretty much said I was crazy for ever going back to him."

Corey and Dale looked at each other, not quite sure what to say. Eventually Corey shrugged and said, "Well he's not wrong, is he?"

Josh just shook his head. The three sat in silence for several minutes

"So you're never going back there again?" Dale finally asked.

"No." Josh replied, staring back at his lover.

"Good." Dale said firmly. "Because this is it Josh. I'm... seriously pissed at you for putting yourself back in that situation, but this is the last time I'm gonna let it slide. I won't watch you put yourself at risk again. You pull another trick like this and we're done. I don't care how fucked your head is, that'll be it! Understand?"

"Yeah." Josh said, a little shocked. He had seen Dale angry before, recently in fact, but this was different. The finality of his threat was obvious.

Finally venting some of his frustration, Dale breathed a sigh of relief, then looked up at Josh and smiled weakly. "I love you, you colossal twat."

"I love you too." Josh said, smiling as he held back tears.

Dale reached up and kissed Josh briefly, then climbed to his feet and said, "I'm gonna go make us a coffee." he headed off to kitchen.

Josh looked round nervously at his little brother.

"You're so lucky!" Corey said, shaking his head. "Anyone else would have just dumped you right on the spot."

"I know." Josh said meekly. "And I'm sorry if I worried you too."

"Look, Josh, form once I can't tell you what's going on in your head, but I can tell there's a lot on your mind and whatever it is, you need to start fucking dealing with it or you're just gonna fuck up everything you've got here." Corey said bluntly. He reached over and knocked gently on Josh's head. "Whatever's going on in there, start dealing with it, okay?"

Greg turned over in his sleep, but woke as his arm flopped off the side of the bed and landed on something soft and warm. Opening one eye, he realised his fingers were resting on Nick's chest as he lay on the lower bed beside him. He looked down at the older boy and smiled.

The past few hours had changed the way he looked at Nick. What he had said earlier hadn't really been true. Until that night, he really had just thought of Nick as 'Warren's boyfriend'. Not now though. Their talk had been wonderful, letting Greg know he had another friend to turn to if things got hard, and the way he had offered to look out for him if things got carried away with Warren and Sam had felt great. Then, on top of all that, Nick had helped him play out one of his most exciting sexual fantasies, resulting in two of the best orgasms he had ever experienced.

Now though, he just looked so peaceful as he lay there, breathing quietly, his exposed chest rising and falling beneath Greg's fingertips. The small patch of hair just starting to sprout in the middle of his chest was only inches from Greg's hand. He edged closer to the side of the bed, almost ready to fall off and looked nervously at the sleeping boy, then slid his nervous digits across the warm, smooth skin until he felt the soft hairs. He let his fingers swirl through it for a moment, imagining that Nick's rhythmic breathing was actually moans of pleasure at his touch.

He moved his fingers once again, sliding them over warm skin until he felt a nipple. As he gently played with it, he felt it hardening, making him shudder with excitement. Grinning to himself at the secret touching he looked up at Nick's face again... and froze. Even in the darkness, he could see a slight glint from the boy's eyes, they were very much open.

Greg gasped and pulled his hand away, but Nick responded just as quickly, grabbing his wrist and pulling the hand back onto his body. He appeared to be allowing it. He continued feeling the boy's body, sliding his fingers back across the chest and nipple, then down the stomach, shuddering as he felt the fine hair leading from his navel downwards. Even laying right on the edge of the bed, that was as far as his hands could reach.

He was about to start moving them back up Nick's body, when he felt the older boy begin to move. He started shuffling up the mattress, stopping only when his underwear-clad cock was beneath Greg's hand. He looked at Nick again and thought he saw a smile in the darkness, but it could have been his imagination. Either way, the intention was clear, particularly when Nick reached down and slipped off his boxers.

Greg found his palm resting on the rigid shaft of Nick's cock. Almost shaking with excitement, he wrapped his fingers around it. He froze, too excited and nervous to do anything else. Nick must have sensed the hesitation as he started thrusting his hips, fucking the boy's hand. Greg once again took his cue from the older boy and started stroking.

It didn't take long until he felt warm wetness spreading over it as Nick started to precum, heavily. At first Greg thought he had cum and considered stopping, but as Nick's thrusting continued, so too did his stroking. The added lubrication of the precum helped his fingers slide up and down the rigid dick and clearly enhanced Nick's enjoyment as he started moaning quietly with each stroke.

A couple of minutes later, the happy moaning turned to excited panting until Greg felt the excited tool pulsating between his fingers. Nick covered himself in his seed as Greg's gentle stroking gradually came to a stop, keeping hold of the softening cock.

Nick grabbed his underwear and wiped himself clean, then shuffled back down the mattress, his penis sliding out of the younger boy's grip. As he looked up, he saw Greg still staring down at him. He sat up then leant towards the boy kissed the boy gently on the forehead, then lay back down on his own mattress as both boys returned to sleep.

ANNOUNCEMENT

As you've probably realised from the chapter above, the split between Josh and Benny is pretty final. That doesn't mean Benny and Josh will never meet again, but for now that part of their lives is over. As such, Benny and his house will no longer appear in this story. Their tale will continue separately, more details coming soon. The tales of Josh, Dale and the rest of the guys will continue in Chapter 9 of The Dangers of Desire. If you have any questions or comments, please email me at matterotica@hotmail.co.uk