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The Kingswood Eight - Chapter 3
Friday 4 September 2020
The collection of incoherent groans that filled the room following Danny's alarm made dorm 1.05 sound like the set of either a good zombie movie, or bad porn. While the boys had gotten used to their usual alarm to get them up for school since coming back, today was the first day that Danny's excessively early alarm had gone off.
The previous year, Chris had been invited by Mr Beecham to take part in some pretty hardcore swimming coaching after the teacher had seen the boy's Olympic-level swimming ability. It involved being up at 6am most days to head over to the Sports Complex and, in a show of support, Danny had started getting up to go with him.
Although Chris had eventually given up the extra coaching, deciding it wasn't where his true passion was, Danny had opted to continue his trips over to the gym each morning, where he had gotten used to working out each day.
Danny was unsure he would be able to continue his routine when he returned for Year 8. Boys younger than Year 10 were required to be chaperoned at the gym by a teacher or older student and Danny had been fortunate enough to befriend Jesse Wheeler, a Year 13 regular gym user who was happy to not only chaperone, but act as a personal trainer for the younger boy. Alas, being in his final year at the school, Jesse had departed in July and Danny was stuck... until his new boyfriend volunteered to help out.
It had seemed like such an obvious, perfect idea. Brian used the gym every bit as much as Danny (and it showed!) though his workouts were usually more sporadic, getting fit in wherever the older boy had space in his evening schedule. Accompanying Danny in the morning brought many benefits:
- Danny could continue training at the gym (and have sex after) 2. The two boys got to see more of each other (and have more sex) 3. Brian's evenings had more free time to spend with Danny (and have sex) 4. Sex! (and sex)
Knowing Brian would be waiting for him out on the first-floor landing, Danny was quite happy to be woken by the early alarm, but the rest of the dorm were somewhat less pleased, though within seconds of their collective groan most were back to sleep.
"Do you have to go?" Chris whispered to Danny, keeping his voice as low as possible to avoid drawing any of the contempt currently aimed at Danny.
"No, but I want to!" Danny answered honestly. Chris was wrapped around him and he was holding him back just as tightly.
It had been an interesting first week for the two boys. After discussing their mutual unhappiness at the deterioration of their relationship, the flame of their friendship had been truly reunited since. Danny had come clean with all of the secrets he had held back during Year 7 and Chris had returned the favour, revealing everything... except for his secret all-consuming love for his best friend that made him want to crawl on top of the boy, shake him and scream in his face `I love you and you should only be with me, you dickhead!'
Chris' secret was, thankfully, getting easier to manage each day though. As their friendship strengthened, Chris found himself feeling increasingly pleased for the happiness he could see in Danny when he was with Brian. Of course, he would have loved to BE that source of happiness, but just seeing Danny so joyful made living with his own feelings much more tolerable.
"You could always come with us," Danny suggested quietly. "Start working off that summer podge!" he joked, poking Chris in the stomach and blowing a raspberry.
"Rude!" Chris replied, swatting Danny's hand away. "And that's not podge, I'm just... relaxed!"
"I know, I'm just kidding," Danny chuckled, giving him a squeeze. "But I should get going. I'll probably be back before you're up, so see ya then!" He looked at his friend in the dim light and hesitated. Danny was getting used to saying goodbye to his closest friends with a playful kiss, usually just to the cheek but on the lips with Nicky and occasionally Mikey. He had never done it with Chris though, not even once. Usually it just never crossed his mind, but the recent focus on their friendship was making him rethink a lot of things they did. Shaking himself back to reality, he gave another quick squeeze then let go and rolled away, standing up from the bed.
A minute later and Danny was out of the dorm, down the hall and happily greeting Brian with a passionate kiss. There was nobody around to see it, but even if there had been they wouldn't have done anything differently. Danny had revealed his relationship to the rest of his dorm earlier in the week and the Kingswood rumour-mill had taken care of the rest.
"I hope you're ready for some hate!" Brian said as they started their walk over to the Sports Complex.
Danny looked at him slightly alarmed. "What are you planning on doing to me over there?" he asked nervously.
Brian chuckled. "No, not from me!" he said, rubbing Danny's back comfortingly. "The other guys in my dorm. They did NOT appreciate my alarm going off this early!"
"Oh, yeah, same for mine," Danny said with a nod. "But they'll soon get used to it. Last year, after a few weeks most of them weren't even waking up when it went off." Danny thought for a moment and asked, "So don't YOU mind getting up this early?"
"Fucking hate it!" Brian answered honestly, then gave a wry grin as he glanced round at his boyfriend and added, "But if it means I get to see you and you get to do stuff you enjoy, I'll get up as early you want!"
Danny put an arm around Brian's waist and rested his head against the taller boy's shoulder as they walked. "That's so sweet," he said fondly, then gave a little giggle and added, "I'm still not used to you saying nice stuff to me!"
"Might wanna re-evaluate my niceness after we're done in here," Brian suggested, nodding to the building with a devilish grin.
Danny just gave him a nervous glance as they headed into the building.
Once inside, Danny headed for the gym, but Brian grabbed his arm and nodded to the locker room. "Come on, you need to get changed," Brian urged him.
"But I'm good to go," Danny said, nodding down at his usual gym clothes.
"Hmmm," Brian hummed, taking a step back to look him up and down, dressed in shorts that showed off his smooth, pale legs and a cap-sleeve t-shirt that showed off most of his developing arms. "Cute, but... could be cuter!"
"Fuck!" Danny muttered. The previous year, his mentor Joseph had humiliated him by having him work out in nothing but an over-sized t-shirt, which had eventually been removed entirely. Danny had found out shortly after that the idea had actually come from Brian, a fact he had forgotten entirely until that moment.
"Come on," Brian urged, holding the locker room door open.
Danny wandered in and stopped at one of the benches that ran down between the rows of lockers. Maybe there was a chance this wouldn't be humiliating. Maybe Brian actually had something nice in mind, something sweet and kind and... there was absolutely no fucking chance. Embarrassment was inbound and he knew it. He jumped a little as he felt a hand on his shoulder.
Brian stood behind the younger boy, putting an arm over each shoulder and massaging his chest as he leaned in and whispered, "Remember, I'm your boyfriend, not your... owner... or master... or any of that stuff, so that means you can say no at any time. And just know, if you do, I won't be mad, angry, disappointed, anything like that. I just want you to be happy and have fun, okay?"
The fluttering of nervousness in Danny's tummy stopped for a moment, replaced with a different kind of flutter as he smiled and leaned his head against Brian's. "Just tell me what to do!" he urged him.
"Excellent," Brian whispered, kissing the boy on the cheek before pulling away to open up his bag. "Clothes off!"
"All of them?" Danny asked, then sighed and nodded at his own question and said, "Obviously all of them!" He quickly pulled off the t-shirt and shorts, standing for just a moment in his boxers before puffing out his cheeks to exhale slowly as he pushed them down and tugged them over his trainers. As he stood naked, he looked to Brian expectantly.
"Okay, close your eyes and keep them closed!" Brian instructed.
Danny complied and immediately felt his arms being lifted and something being pulled on, followed moments later by one foot being lifted then the other as something was pulled up his legs.
"Eyes closed still!" Brian instructed as he started guiding Danny across the room. Positioning him in front of a mirror he said, "Aaaaand... open!"
Danny stared at himself in the mirror. He had been dressed in a sleeveless powder-blue crop top that came down barely lower than his nipples, leaving his arms and stomach fully exposed. On the bottom half he was wearing a pair of navy blue shorts, although calling them that was verging on generous. They started barely higher than the first of Danny's sparse pubes and ended so high he felt like his dick or balls were ready to pop out before he even moved. "You can't be serious!" Danny gasped as he saw himself. As he looked round at Brian, the older boy actually looked a little disturbed. "Are you... okay?" he asked nervously.
"You..." Brian started, but paused to take a shaky breath. "Honestly, you look so fucking beautiful I don't think I can handle it!"
"Shut up," Danny blushed, raising his hand to run through his hair. In doing so, the side of the crop top rode up just a little, giving a momentary glimpse of nipple.
Brian looked just about ready to explode.
"You seriously like this?" Danny asked, looking at himself again.
"Mmm-huh," Brian nodded shakily.
"I s'pose... it IS kinda cute," Danny admitted. It was an undeniably sexual look, but the cuteness was equally undeniable, showing off enough of his body to make him look like an absolute show-off without crossing the line into full public nudity.
"You work out in that and... I don't know if I'm gonna be able to control myself!" Brian admitted.
"Great," Danny grinned. "Then let's hit the gym!"
Brian let out a pleasured whimper before running off to grab his bag, stuffing Danny's discarded clothes into it before following him out into the hallway.
As Danny walked, he could feel his cock and balls flapping about gently, not that they were really big enough to flap yet, but the unusual freedom was certainly a new sensation. It lacked the overt exposure of the time he'd spent naked in his time at the school, but brought with it the excitement of how easily his bits could be seen.
The gym itself was totally abandoned. It was never really busy at that time of day, but it appeared Danny was ahead of most of the school in returning to his regular routine. It was almost a disappointment to not be seen, especially as he began his workout and kept spotting a nipple or his dick peeking out occasionally. While Danny himself was getting turned on by the self-exposure, Brian was a gibbering wreck before they were even halfway through the workout.
As Danny lay down to do a bench press, lifting a rather meagre-looking weight, he noticed Brian staring at the mirror ahead of them. As Danny lay there, his legs spread, everything was fully on show. Brian had already been touching himself occasionally through his shorts, but was now just openly groping himself, especially as he saw Danny's dick stiffening, the two boys turning each other on.
"Get it out and play with it properly," Danny urged the older boy.
Brian looked round nervously. "No way. I'm no exhibitionist like you!"
"There's nobody else here!" Danny said, placing the bar back and sitting up. While he attempted to convince with his words, he gave a more direct encouragement with his hands, reaching out to grab Brian's waist. "Come on!" he urged.
"Fuck," Brian muttered. His underwear was already moist with precum, his plan to humiliate Danny ending up more embarrassing for himself as he had been rock hard since the moment he dressed his young boyfriend. "I'm up for... stuff..." Brian said shakily.
"I can see that!" Danny chuckled, grasping at the bulge.
Brian moaned and pulled back from Danny's grasp. "But... not here!"
"Brian," Danny said softly spreading his legs a little to put himself more on show, his erection springing free of the tiny shorts. "If you do stuff with me here and now..." he leaned back, flexing his abs a little. "Then I'll make these clothes my gym outfit..." he raised his hand to run through his hair, lifting the top to show off a nipple. "Permanently!" he finished, raising his other hand to tease the exposed nipple, biting his lip and letting out a slight moan as he touched it.
Brian almost shot his load instantly, holding back through nothing more than sheer determination. "Wh... whadda you... want to do?" he asked nervously.
"Take off... your clothes!" Danny said, standing up. The leg of the shorts went to drop, but was held up by his protruding boner.
"All of them?" Brian asked, too aroused and befuddled to notice the way Danny grinned at the repeat of his earlier question.
As Danny nodded in response, Brian looked round at the door, chest heaving as if he'd just climbed off the treadmill. He pulled off his t-shirt and dropped it to the ground, looking round again as if the clothing removal might magically make someone appear.
"Keep going!" Danny urged him.
"D... Danny..." Brian whispered, clearly terrified.
"It's okay," Danny urged him as he reached out, grabbed the shorts and underwear then yanked them down.
Brian's erection sprang free, raging hard and slick with precum. He stared at Danny, wide-eyed, sweat dripping from his brow.
Danny moved Brian round and nudged him to sit on the bench, then draped an arm over each shoulder and leaned in to kiss him. It seemed to calm him a little, but only until the boy's lips pulled away and reality set back in. Danny turned away, then reached back to pull the shorts aside a little, exposing his hole.
"N... no," Brian gasped, more in shock than actually objecting.
Danny lowered himself onto Brian's straining erection, his precum providing enough natural lubrication to allow him to slip inside the boy.
"Oh fuck!" Brian gasped out.
Knowing his boyfriend was on the brink of release, Danny just sat all the way down then tilted his head back and whispered in Brian's ear, "Watch us in the mirror!"
Brian let out a squeaked whimper as he looked ahead and saw the scantily clad boy, sitting on his cock, his own smaller dick standing to attention through the leg of the shorts.
"Make me cum, babe," Danny said excitedly.
Brian raised a trembling hand to reach around Danny and grab his cock, stroking it rapidly as Danny moaned louder and louder. Finally, with a yelp of pure ecstasy, Danny's cock erupted, shooting a few thin ropes of cum ahead of them.
The clenching of the boy's sphincter as he ejaculated was the last bit of stimulation needed to push Brian over the edge too. Gripping Danny in a tight bear hug and letting out a low, guttural moan, he shot his load inside the boy.
The two boys took just a few scant moments to bask in the exciting afterglow before Brian pulled Danny off of him and pulled up his shorts and underwear. Both dressed again, if you could really count what Danny wore as `dressed' they stared at each other for a moment before sharing a longer, more relaxed kiss.
As the first week back had gone on, the boys had gradually starting to get an understanding of their new schedules. They had realised back in Year 7 that when they weren't doing activities was every bit as important as when they were. It determined who was usually in or around the dorm during each of the evening's two activity slots, which in turn determined who the boys spent their time with.
As they left the Dining Hall after dinner, four of the boys headed off towards the Sports Complex while James headed out to the School Building for Debate Club. That left Chris, Danny and Nicky wandering back to the dorm together.
"I know it won't be the same without Mikey," Nicky said as they reached the first floor, "But we could always..." he paused and glanced round. Seeing a couple of Year 7s nearby, he lowered his voice and finished, "Do stuff!"
"Tempting!" Danny said, sniggering at the least subtle subtlety he had ever heard. "But I've got plans!"
"Oh, I've got a boyfriend and that means I need to get fucked at least fifteen times a day now!" Chris mocked playfully.
"Okay, well your impression sucked, my plans aren't even with Brian... and it's only fourteen times a day!" Danny said back with a teasing wink.
As Chris laughed, Nicky let out a gentle sigh.
"Problem?" Danny asked curiously as they neared the dorm.
"I think he's just gutted that you let someone else pop your cherry. He already got Mikey's and I think he wanted the full set!" Chris sniggered.
"Rude!" Nicky said sharply, then gave a lop-sided grin and said, "But true!" He opened the door and headed inside the dorm, the others close behind.
"Sorry mate," Danny said, not really sorry. "Speaking of Mikey," he quickly changed the subject, "You two finally gonna admit you're dating!"
Nicky gave a bemused headshake as he sat down onto Chris and Danny's shared double bunk. "We're really not!" he insisted.
Danny and Chris gave each other an incredulous smirk.
"Oh please, you think we don't see you two holding hands when you go to sleep?" Chris chuckled.
Nicky blushed at the question. "I didn't... erm... how did you know?" he asked in return.
"We can see up through the gap between your bunks!" Danny explained. "We're not taking the piss. It's really sweet you're together. You both seem really happy!"
Nicky sighed, looking thoughtful. "Guys, can I... tell you something?" he asked. "But you can't tell Mikey I told you!"
The other two looked at each other awkwardly. "We're... not really into secrets," Danny said, shaking his head.
"Please," Nicky pleaded. "I... don't have anyone else to tell. Things are better with Will but it's still... weird!" Nicky's mentor, Will, had become his boyfriend at the start of Year 7 but after a series of secrets and lies, the two had split up. Though they were rebuilding slowly as a purely platonic mentor/mentee relationship, they very much lacked the closeness other boys in the dorm had with their mentors.
"Okay, okay," Danny agreed, sitting opposite Nicky on James' bunk while Chris sat beside the seemingly distressed boy and placed an arm around him.
Nicky sighed. "Mikey likes me!"
"No shit!" Danny said, more bluntly than intended.
Nicky rolled his eyes as Danny gave a `sorry, not sorry' shrug. "But... he also... likes you!" Nicky explained, looking to Danny.
"Ha, told ya!" Chris declared cockily, pointing at Danny.
"And he likes you too," Nicky quickly added, looking to Chris.
"Ha!" Danny said back, pointing at Chris.
"What's that `ha' for? You never said he liked me!" Chris asked, confused.
Danny shrugged. "Dunno, it just felt needed," he said with a slight snigger, then looked to the mildly annoyed looking Nicky and asked, "So he's into all of us?"
Nicky nodded.
"So what's the problem? Can't pick which one to ask out?" Chris asked curiously.
"Nuh-uh. It's Mikey! When is anything EVER that simple with him?" Nicky asked. He loved his best friend, but to call him a complex boy was a somewhat colossal understatement. "He..." Nicky paused, already feeling he had broken Mikey's trust. He figured the damage was done now, so why stop there? "He's convinced that if he went out with one of us, it'd go wrong and he'd lose a friend... or friends!"
"That's mental!" Chris said, shaking his head.
Nicky shrugged and said, "Not really that mental. People break up all the time and never make up. He's... he's just so freakin' happy to finally have `real friends' that he's terrified that anything he does is gonna screw it up!"
"Aww," Danny said sympathetically.
For most boys, real friends' would just mean people they were genuinely close to. For Mikey it had a substantially different meaning. Up until the previous year, Mikey's best friend had been Snuffles... who just happened to be imaginary. Near the end of the school year, Snuffles had supposedly left. By Mikey's own admission, it was because he had real friends' now and didn't need an imaginary one anymore.
"He knows we'll always be mates, right?" Danny asked, hopeful Mikey wasn't really that unsure of their friendship.
"He does, but... I dunno, the thought's still there, so he's stuck crushing on all three of us and too scared to do anything about it!" Nicky explained. "And by the way, the hand holding thing is just because he misses Snuffles. He said he used to hold his hand when he couldn't sleep, so I offered to do it for him instead."
"Ugh, that's so cute I could throw up!" Chris declared, genuinely moved despite his colourful mockery.
Danny stood up and glanced round at the door. "Look, I gotta go, but..." he paused and sighed. "Thanks for telling us."
"Sure," Nicky said with a slight nod. "Have fun, whoever you're doing!"
"Oh he will!" Chris said standing to give Danny a quick hug goodbye as he sniggered.
Once Danny had left, the two remaining boys looked at each other. Nicky quietly offered, "So we could... hang out in the Common Room, or... play on the Xbox maybe... or... we could..."
"Do stuff?" Chris asked with a devilish grin. "Definitely do stuff!" he added with a nod as he grabbed Nicky and fell back onto the bed with him.
"Now Daniel, what have I told you about touching yourself in class?"
"Th... that I shouldn't do it... Sir!" Danny replied, eyes fixed on the ground.
"That's right. And what did I just catch you doing?"
"T... touching myself," Danny said, barely louder than a whisper, cheeks burning red.
"Speak up, Daniel. The whole class needs to hear!"
"I said I was touching myself! I was wanking in class!" Danny declared loudly. He looked up and scowled as he heard laughter. "Dammit Adrian, you broke character!" he complained, huffing as he stood up to face the other boy.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't help it!" Adrian giggled. "It was... it was the wanking in class bit!"
Danny chuckled. Annoyed as he was at his friend, he couldn't help being amused by it too.
Adrian Rivera was a resident of dorm 1.07 and one of Danny's best friends outside of his own dorm. The two had been vaguely in each other's orbit through the start of Year 7, sharing a third of their classes as well as doing most of the same extracurriculars. They only really became friends after Chris, in a joint effort with Adrian's best friend, had tried to set the two up. Although the romantic side had not worked out, with Danny uninterested in dating at the time, they had become friends... for a while. Despite getting close, awkwardness over a minor disagreement had pushed them apart for several months.
It had only been when Danny found himself in quarantine, following a nudge from Adrian's mentor, that he had reached out to the other boy and they had reconnected. More than that, they had discovered yet another shared interest... roleplay! Not the kind Danny did every Saturday with David that involved dice and make-believe, but the kind that usually involved exciting scenarios, nudity and, inevitably, orgasms.
Although Danny was not the creator of the fantasies they played out, he was a very willing participant. It was Adrian who thought up the fictional settings and roles for them to fill. He had just spent the summer break coming up with a whole list of ideas. Danny had been a little spoiled for choice as he read through them. The one they were currently (attempting to) play out involved Danny getting caught touching himself in class and subsequently being extremely humiliated and forced to do unthinkable things as punishment.
It was somewhat amusing because Danny had actually been caught touching himself in English class twice in Year 7. The first had earned him a detention while the second had earned him some mandatory naked time, but he had also been `encouraged' to finish what he started in front of the whole class. English was not one of the classes Danny's dorm shared with Adrian's dorm, so he had not witnessed it. Their current re-enactment was the closest Adrian was likely to get to seeing it for real... if he could stay in character!
"I guess I'm just finding it hard to be, like, the serious, scary man-in-charge!" Adrian admitted.
"I get it," Danny said with a nod. "I'm already bigger than you..."
"Only by two centimetres!" Adrian objected.
Danny smirked at the comment and added, "Plus you've always got that... cute dopey grin. Definitely hard to be scared of a `teacher' who's grinning like that!"
"Hehe, I'm cute!" Adrian said happily.
"I said your smile, not you!" Danny said, playfully.
Adrian continued to smile. It really was quite adorable, but that was just Adrian in general. Amongst the Year 8 boys, Adrian stood out as looking quite different from the rest as his parents were Filipino and Korean, giving him a darker complexion than most of his peers. Aside from his cute smile, his eyes were one of the features Danny liked the most. They were kind and a brown so dark they were verging on black, which paired perfectly with his black, adorably floppy hair that always managed to look intentionally untidy.
"I'm still taking that as you calling me cute!" Adrian insisted. "But I was thinking over the summer that maybe we need someone else, someone who can play the scary roles because I suck at it!" he admitted, then playfully added, "Not as much as you would, obviously!"
Danny sniggered and nodded his agreement. "Plus you want to be the one on my side of the roleplay. I know you do!"
Adrian just shrugged, unbothered by the clear attempt at embarrassment. "Yeah, kinda. I wanna try all sides of it, that's the fun of it being pretend, it's safe to try it all!"
"Good point," Danny conceded, although he had no intention of trying out the `other side' of it. He was a willing victim and unashamed of the fact. "So you got anyone in mind?"
"Well... if your gym adventure is anything to go by, Brian could be good!" Adrian suggested.
Danny looked thoughtful for a moment then shook his head. "Nah, we've got these rules and one of them is to stay independent. I'm already dating him and doing the gym stuff with him. I think maybe I wanna do this stuff without him! But we do have a rule about not cancelling on each other for hook-ups, so don't ever go expecting that!" he proudly recounted one of the rules he had agreed with his new boyfriend.
Adrian nodded his understanding. "Okay, well see if you can think of anyone. Maybe more than one. I mean, imagine doing this classroom one... but with a full class!"
"Oh," Danny yelped, imagining it. Masturbating in front of a teacher and 15 other boys would be a nightmare for most of Year 8, but for Danny it was an almost fond memory... one that almost always led to an orgasm. He gulped a little and nodded, grabbing at his crotch.
"You're doing it again!" Adrian suddenly declared, standing back and putting on his best `teacher' voice. "Touching yourself in my class. Disgusting boy!"
"Sorry Sir," Danny said, dropping back into character...as himself!
"Well come up here and apologise to the class!" Adrian ordered, pointing in front of the teacher's desk where he had been sat in the classroom that they had covertly commandeered.
Danny moved to the front of the class. As he looked back at the empty desks, he remembered the burning humiliation he had felt when the desks had been occupied, when he had stripped in front of them all, touched himself... ejaculated. Just like that, he was hard. There was certainly something in Adrian's idea of involving others in their games.
"Once you have taken off your clothes," Adrian instructed. "You will finish what you were doing!"
"Yes Sir!" Danny said, quickly undressed.
"Oh, do you do bum stuff with Brian yet?" Adrian asked curiously.
"A teacher wouldn't ask that!" Danny complained.
"It's Kingswood! They probably would!" Adrian chuckled. "But I was asking as me. You could tell cos I used MY voice," He lowered his tone a little and added, "Not my teacher voice!"
"Mate, they sound the same!" Danny sniggered as he leaned down to remove his underwear.
"Don't be rude!" Adrian replied, reaching over to slap Danny's rear with a ruler.
"Fuck!" Danny yelped in a mix of pleasure and pain as he stood bolt upright, cock dribbling precum.
"Oh!" Adrian said, grinning. He cleared his throat and put the teacher voice on again to say, "Bend over my desk, Daniel. For disrupting my class, you'll get a spanking before... wanking!" He smirked a little at the rhyming.
Danny reluctantly sniggered a little too, but just about stayed in character. "Yes Sir," he said weakly as he turned and bent over the side of the desk. He turned his head towards the front of the room.
"No, Daniel. Face the class and keep those eyes open!" Adrian instructed.
Danny let out a whimper that would have likely been the same in or out of character as he turned his head to face the classroom, the seats thankfully only filled with memories of classmates.
THWACK! The ruler fell, sharply striking both cheeks at once.
"Ah fuck, not so hard!" Danny demanded. He had been spanked before, and enjoyed it too, but both times it had been carried out by his mentor and was done mostly as a show of humiliation and not to inflict any real pain. While some deep, twisted part of Danny that he was yet to explore felt a definite surge of excitement at the sharp sting, for now he was happy to keep it all for show.
"Sorry, carried away!" Adrian admitted. He resumed the spanking, swiping the ruler just loud enough to make a slapping noise but without hurting Danny, at least not until he reached number twenty and even the gentler swats were beginning to redden his rear. "C... could I... fuck you?" Adrian asked shakily as he stood looking at the perfect, fleshy mounds of Danny's butt.
Danny glanced round at the other boy, his arousal every bit as obvious as his nervousness. "I... erm... this might sound weird but... I kinda have someone who wanted to do it first, but missed the chance so I kinda want them to be... second."
"You have a queue for your butt. Why would that be weird?" Adrian asked sarcastically with a smirk.
Danny blushed, slightly embarrassed by his own sexual promiscuity for the first time. "I... suppose I kinda do. Do you... want to join it?"
Adrian chuckled for a moment then his face dropped a little. "Let's just finish up, shall we?" He cleared his throat to return to teacher-voice and ordered, "Well hurry up, boy. Finish off, you've got the whole class waiting!"
Danny could tell there was more to discuss, but his cock was also screaming at him for release and certainly seemed intent on taking priority. He took hold of it and started stroking as he moved to the front of the teacher's desk, leaning on it as he masturbated.
"I hope you're watching everyone!" Adrian called out to the `class'. "This is what happens when you have no self-control like Daniel. Now you all get to see him playing with his little winkie. What was that, Tommy? Can you record it? Of course you can, what a splendid idea, that way you can show everyone else too!"
"Oh fuck!" Danny gasped at the comment. He was unsure why, but it sent a surge of excitement through him and his cock spat up a huge glob of precum. The sudden added wetness and thrill of the idea pushed him over the edge as he shot a load, the first shot flying a few feet, the rest splattering to the ground in front of him. Gasping to catch his breath and blushing at the imagined public spectacle, he turned to Adrian, looked at his bulge and asked, "Sir, is there... anything else you'd like me to do?"
"No, we're done!" Adrian said quite abruptly. He turned to head for the door.
It wasn't clear if he was just doing it in character, but Danny suspected not and called out, "Adrian, wait!" He went to chase him, but with his sweatpants and boxers round his ankles he just tumbled to the floor.
Adrian looked back, visibly upset but it quickly vanished as he burst into laughter at the fall. He moved back and crouched down, helping Danny sit up. "Are you okay?" he asked softly.
"That's what I was gonna ask you!" Danny replied, rubbing the knee he landed on.
Adrian sighed and replied, "I'm fine!"
"Nobody's ever fine when they say they're fine!" Danny said, trying to sound supportive rather than funny. "Please, tell me what's wrong. I don't wanna fall out with you again!"
Adrian let out an even heavier sigh and stood, moving back to sit on one of the desks. "It's stupid," he said shyly.
"Maybe," Danny said with a shrug as he stood, pulling his clothes back on, "But tell me anyway!" he added with a playful grin.
"Well... last year, I sort of almost asked you out and you said you weren't ready to date, but then you suddenly WERE ready to date and I asked you again but you said no," Adrian explained.
"Oh," Danny said thoughtfully as he frowned. "Yeah, I... guess I did."
"And now I... wanted to do something else and it was, like, `sure but you're not my first choice... again... but you might be third, maybe fourth!'" Adrian continued, blushing a little. "It's... it's not a nice feeling!"
"I... I hadn't... even thought of that!" Danny admitted. It was the truth, but it was a hard one to hear. Adrian was meant to be his friend and he hadn't even given a moment of thought to his feelings. "I'm sorry. I didn't... or... I don't mean to make you feel that way!"
"It's okay," Adrian sighed. "It's just me being... needy I s'pose. I know what we are!"
"Yeah, we're friends! And you're not being needy, just... honest, which I appreciate!" Danny said firmly. "Look, I'm sorry I dated someone else and... let someone in the queue ahead of you for the bum fun..." He gave a wry grin and got one in return. "But I don't want you to think I'm not choosing you because I am. Nobody except Chris knows about this stuff I do with you; this is a me and you thing because I WANT to do it with you. Some guys build friendships over sports, or video games... we just happen to have..."
"Pretending to be other people to sexually humiliate you and end up having super sexy fun times?" Adrian suggested with a grin.
"Exactly!" Danny nodded. "Now you're about to put on that stupid teacher voice and tell me to suck your dick, which I'll do cos I'm such a good boy, but first..." he stepped forward and pulled Adrian into a hug.
Adrian let out a gentle mew of happiness as he held Danny tightly and a few moments later, put the voice on again and said, "What exactly are you doing, Daniel? You have a punishment to complete!"
Danny grinned as he pulled away. "Yes Sir!"
"David!" James hissed as the gripped tightly onto the side of the pool.
David looked round at the mention of his name and smiled, waving back at his friend.
"David!" James repeated, angrily but without increasing his volume. He gestured for the other boy to come closer.
"Whassup?" David asked, casually strolling over to stand over him.
"I need help!" James insisted, eyes wide.
"Oh my god, are you drowning? I'll get help!" David said urgently.
"No!" James yelped loudly, getting a few momentary looks from other members of Swimming Club. He gestured for David to come closer. As the other boy squatted down, James had a perfect view between his legs. The bulge in David's speedo was a chastity device and James eyed it enviously. "I'm not drowning I... I can't get out!"
David frowned and pointed over to the steps a few feet away. "They'd help!" he said with a polite smile. "Or are you stuck on something?"
"No I..." James' cheeks were already flushed red, but as he urged himself towards admitting the problem, his embarrassment grew... just as something else had! "I've got... an erection!"
"Oh!" David said, finally catching on. "Well... it'll go down eventually, won't it?" He wasn't entirely sure himself. Having been in chastity since the start of Year 7 and not really experimented a great deal before that, all of his knowledge was purely theoretical.
"It did... when it popped up in Maths this morning and then English and Geography and at lunch and... you get the idea!" James whispered. "It just... keeps popping up more and more often and staying for longer and... and it WON'T go away!" He sounded genuinely distressed.
"Well from what I've read," David started, which was the beginning of half the things he ever said, "That probably just means you're... erm... I think horny is the best word for it. When did you last... relieve yourself?"
James' cheeks were getting redder by the second. David's `helping' was only making it worse. "I don't DO that sort of thing!" he insisted. "I have self-control!"
"Well... most of you does!" David said with a slight smirk as he leaned forward, looking down into the water.
"What do I do?" James asked furiously. "I don't want people seeing me like this!"
David shrugged. "Ways I've read to make it go down include a cold shower..."
"I'm literally in water already!" James snapped.
"Waiting!" David continued to list the options.
"I've already done that and it's nearly time to leave. I can't wait anymore!" James complained.
"Or... ejaculation!" David suggested.
"Well I'm not doing that. And DEFINITELY not here!" James insisted, shaking his head adamantly.
David shrugged and said, "Then I guess you'll just have to make a run for it and hope nobody sees! Though I'd probably walk. Running would just draw more attention!"
"Lotta help you are!" James grumbled. He sighed as he realised David was right. He pulled himself along the edge of the pool to the steps and started up, pausing as the waterline reached the top of his speedo. James was not the most well-endowed boy in the group, but as he glanced down at the bulge of his very much unwanted erection, it felt huge.
Pausing for a moment to make sure the coast was clear, he stepped up the rest of the way and walked towards the exit to the locker room, keeping his hands positioned to block any view from the side without being unsubtle enough to draw further attention. Just as he thought he was going to make it, JC, a boy from dorm 1.08 emerged from the locker room.
JC's eye scanned James quickly then let out a playful gasp. "Hey everyone!" he shouted across the pool area, throwing his arm around James to turn him round and held him in an almost-headlock. "Little Jamie got his first speedo boner! Round of applause!"
Everyone looked round. It was not an unusual event, especially right after a break when boys were likely to have just been unlocked. Applause and cheers burst out as everyone looked over at James and his captor.
"Noooo!" James whined, shoving JC away. "Bastard!" he snapped, then with a fleeting glance at the dozens of other boys watching, turned and ran into the locker room, followed by more cheers and laughter.
Rob sat staring at the door as he sat on the sofa in the dorm. "Glasses on or off?" he asked, removing his glasses.
"I dunno," Nicky replied flatly. "How highly do you value the power of sight?"
Rob moaned and slipped his glasses back on. "I... I don't know why I'm so nervous!" he said, flinching a little.
"It's so cute!" Mikey teased from another sofa.
"You're not helping!" Rob snapped.
"I wasn't trying to!" Mikey muttered back, smirking.
"Hey, be nice!" Nicky admonished his friend. "First dates can be pretty scary!"
"What was yours like?" Rob asked the more experienced boy but quickly added, "Sorry, don't answer that!"
Nicky smiled. His relationship with his mentor was known to everyone now but so too was its catastrophic failure. It was actually nice when the others had any kind of sensitivity about it. "It's okay," he shrugged. "We... I dunno, I guess we never actually had a first date!" he said, thinking back on it. "We met at my Selection Interview, then as soon as I came here he was just... my boyfriend!"
"So you've had a boyfriend but not a first date?" Mikey asked, frowning a little. "That's stupid!" As he got a disappointed glance from Nicky he blushed a little and said, "Sorry, I meant it's weird. I wasn't calling you stupid!"
"Maybe... maybe I should cancel. This can't just be nerves. I think I'm sick. It could be Covid. I... I should socially distance! Yeah, I'll cancel!" Rob stuttered, grabbing his phone.
"No you won't!" Nicky said, reaching out to take the phone and toss it aside. "Stand up!" he instructed.
Rob scowled at the unceremonious removal of his phone but stood up as told. Nicky stood too, towering over him as he stood in front of him, holding his shoulders.
"Take a deep breath and chill your tits. It IS just nerves and you're not cancelling anything!" Nicky insisted.
Rob took a breath as instructed and nodded.
"Rob, you are smart and cute and funny and kind and he will be lucky to be on a date with you. If anyone should be nervous it's him because that's how freaking awesome you are. You understand?" Nicky asked.
Rob took another breath and nodded once more. He smiled up at the taller boy. "Thanks, I needed that!" he sighed, his tensed shoulders relaxing a little.
"Any time!" Nicky said, pulling him into a quick hug, though he was immediately pushed away as there was a knock at the door.
"I'LL GET IT!" Rob yelled out, almost stumbling over his own feet in his rush to get there. He took another deep breath, then smiled and opened the door. "Hi!" he said happily as he saw Rob standing there.
"Hi," Alex replied, looking as nervous as pre-pep-talk Rob. "Oh, erm... I would have got your flowers cos... that's what they always do on TV, but I remember you saying you get hay fever so instead..." He pulled his hand from behind his back to reveal a makeshift bunch of Curly Wurlys. "I know you said they're your favourite!" He looked even more scared as he offered the gift.
"That's... that's so sweet!" Rob said, genuinely taken aback. He took the chocolate bars and leaned over to place them in his wardrobe.
"Hey guys," Nicky called out. As the two boys looked round at him, he took a picture. As they frowned at him, he said, "Come on, Rob's first date! That one's going in the frame!" he said, pointing to the dorm's digital frame that cycled through the pictures Nicky was always taking.
Rob scowled back at them and declared petulantly, "Anyone touches my Curly Wurlys and they die!"
"They grow up so fast!" Nicky chuckled as the door slammed.
Mikey laughed at the comment and said, "So what d'you wanna do?"
"Well I just spent the last couple of hours playing with Chris," Nicky explained.
"Oh so... no sex stuff?" Mikey asked, visibly disappointed.
"I was just bragging," Nicky sniggered. "We can totally do sex stuff!"
The Kingswood Roof Terrace had been a prominent feature of the Home Building through two World Wars and five monarchs but sadly it had not survived the 90s, eventually falling into disrepair and by the 2000s had been a locked-away, long-forgotten memory. The previous year, it had been thrust back into the school's collective consciousness by four little words... "Someone's on the roof!"
Up until the terrible incident, which had thankfully NOT ended in tragedy, most students didn't even think about what was right above their heads. It was only thanks to the bright idea of one student, Danny, that the rejuvenation of the old feature had taken place. Determined to see something good rise from the traumatic incident, most of the school had pitched in and the old terrace had been scrubbed, de-weeded and remodelled, opening just before the summer break as the new `Kingswood Peace Garden'.
Filled with vibrant plants, classical statues and original features, it was also home to art projects by students at the school. The stated goal of the Peace Garden's existence was literally in its name – peace! The beautiful, quiet, secluded area was one for quite enjoyment, personal reflection and, it seemed, first dates!
"Wow," Rob gasped as he sat beside Alex on a large stone bench. The sky ahead of them was ablaze with colours as the Sun set behind the woodlands that surrounded the main school grounds.
"I know right," Alex chuckled in agreement.
It was the first thing either of them had said since leaving dorm 1.05 and coming up to the roof.
"I don't know why I'm so nervous!" Alex stated, giving an awkward smile to the boy beside him.
"Me neither," Rob agreed. "I mean... we've hung out loads before!"
"Should I... not... have asked you out?" Alex asked awkwardly, his light blonde hair looking golden from the Sun's colourful rays, his eyes looking even bluer than usual. "I'm low enough on friends already, I probably shouldn't be scaring off the few I have with... stupid ideas!"
"This wasn't stupid!" Rob reassured him. "It's... it's really sweet, we just..." He paused, taking a deep breath, exhaling slowly through his nose. He turned to Alex with a smile and said, "We'll start over. Leave the nerves behind and restart from here, just... Rob and Alex, hanging out!"
"Alex and Rob!" Alex corrected him with a grin.
Rob chuckled and stared at the older boy. "You've got a really nice smile!" he said, frankly.
"Thanks," Alex replied, his pale cheeks suddenly flushing red. He looked Rob up and down and said, "You look really nice. I was gonna say it before but the Curly Wurlys were melting!"
Rob burst into laughter at the comment, with Alex joining in a moment later. They let out an unintentionally synchronised sigh as they stopped.
"Thanks," Rob said, looking down at the new outfit he had put on for the special occasion. "When I told my Mum I wanted to go clothes shopping, she almost passed out!" he chuckled, then blushed too as he quickly added, "Not that my mum picks my clothes. I totally do that myself!"
"Well you've got excellent taste," Alex complimented the other boy.
"Clearly!" Rob said, gesturing back to Alex who chuckled.
"Oh, smooth!" Alex said, nodding as he grinned.
"See, this doesn't need to be awkward!" Rob insisted. "We're just hanging out!"
"Yeah, just regular hanging out... but with novelty chocolate bars, romantic sunsets and maybe a kiss at the end!" Alex joked. His eyes suddenly widened. "Not that... I mean... I'm not saying I expect... I mean... you don't have to..."
"Relax, I know what you meant," Rob said, leaning over to nudge him gently, then added slyly, "And a goodnight kiss definitely sounds like something that's gonna happen!" Alex grinned, blushing once again so Rob decided to move the conversation on. "So how's your first week been? Oh, what's it like being a mentor?"
Alex had just started Year 10, which was a bit of a milestone in Kingswood. Not only did it mean the start of GCSE classes and moving up to the four-person dorms of the second floor, it also meant taking on a mentoring role to one of the new Year 7s.
"Can I be honest?" Alex asked.
"Always!" Rob said back with a nod.
Alex went to reply, but the words caught in his throat for a moment as he sniffed, holding back tears. "Everything... kinda sucks!"
"Go on," Rob urged him. He suspected he knew some of the problems.
The last couple of years had been challenging for Alex. His mentor had been Ryan Williams, big brother to Rob's own best friend, Josh. Unknown to just about everyone, Ryan, along with their other brother, Mark, had turned out to be quite a horrific person, having spent most of their life abusing Josh. Their errant behaviour had not only been restricted to their younger sibling though, they had manipulated and gaslit Alex for years, making him hateful of Josh for no reason, and turning him in a spiteful puppet for their own twisted uses.
While Alex had quickly come to his senses when he got to know Josh and ended up helping him the harm to Alex's reputation had already been done and he found himself somewhat reviled by most of his peers. With Ryan and Mark now expelled from the school, Alex found himself very much alone. It didn't seem to matter to his classmates that he a victim of a different kind of abuse. Maybe it had not been as overtly awful as what had been done to Josh, but what Ryan had done to him over the years was undeniably abusive and now he was stuck facing the consequences, mostly alone.
"Did you know that when you move up to the second floor, you get to make your own requests about who you share a dorm with?" Alex asked, getting a nod from Rob. "Well, all seven of my old dormmates gave the same answer – anyone but Alex!"
"That's horrible," Rob said sympathetically, reaching out to grasp Alex's hand.
"So now three of them are stuck with me in our new dorm and they're not even being subtle about hating it... or hating me!" Alex explained. "I thought mentoring might... ya know... give me a break from all the Ryan stuff but..." he paused, looking to Rob who stared back, squeezing his hand. "I'm really scared!" Alex admitted.
"Of what?" Rob asked, his head tilting curiously.
"Of screwing him up!" Alex said angrily. "He's a great kid, but... the mentoring system works because it's a... a... thing that's, like passed down!"
"A legacy?" Rob suggested.
"Yes!" Alex said, nodding emphatically. "That's the word. It's a legacy. Your mentor's supposed to teach you so much stuff and, like, shape you into... the best version of yourself! Then you're supposed to take all of that when you become the mentor and pass it down the line, but... what did Ryan give me? Irrational hatred and anger issues! I don't wanna do to him what was done to me!" he explained sadly.
"You're a twat!" Rob said bluntly.
"Erm... thanks for the support!" Alex said sarcastically, a little confused.
Rob chuckled. "Sorry, just making a point. That was what I thought of you for, like, SO much of last year. I thought you were a proper evil bastard but all it took was spending five minutes with you... the REAL you and I knew just how wrong I was! You're a great guy, Alex, just... be yourself and you'll be a great mentor!"
Alex smiled and nodded, sniffing heavily. "That's... really nice of you to say! Thanks Rob," he said, smiling fondly. "Ugh, I'm sorry you got stuck with all this," he apologised.
Rob shrugged casually. "Alex, I wanna date you on the good days AND the bad days!" he said, sighing quietly as he stared at the sunset. He reached over with his other hand so he was now holding Alex's in both of his own. As Alex squeezed his hand back, Rob looked round at him, smiled and added, "And who knows, maybe... together... we can make it so you have more good days than bad!"
"Fuck!" Alex said, shaking his head. "You wanna see me properly cry, don't ya!"
Rob just laughed at the comment as they shuffled closer together, Alex's arm slipping around the younger boy as they sat watching the sun go down together.
Just as the final few beams of light were beginning to fade, Alex whispered, "I know it's not time to say good night yet, but... I thought maybe..."
They turned to each other as they both leaned in. Their lips met and the few fleeting remnants of nervousness and doubt melted away.
"Oh my god, it's boner boy, can I have your autograph?" Mikey called out as James walked into the dorm, moping behind the rest of the boys from swimming club. The others burst into giggles.
"Sod off!" James snapped back, throwing his bag down beside his bunk.
"Aww leave him alone," Chris said, putting an arm around the shorter boy and prompting a lull in the laughter. "He's having a HARD time!" There was more laughter as James shoved Chris away.
James was just about ready to start shouting at everyone to stop talking about it. He had already spent twenty minutes in the toilets sulking over his utter public humiliation before his erection finally went down. He didn't want to tempt fate and have it pop back up by thinking about it too much. Thankfully, he was saved by the timely arrival of Rob getting back from his date.
"Hey lover boy!" Nicky called out as Rob walked in. "How did it go?"
"Oh yeah, big date tonight wasn't it!" Chris declared excitedly. "Well? Was it great? Did you kiss? Wank, suck... fuck... oh my god, are you pregnant? Am I gonna be an Uncle?"
Rob laughed at the reaction, shaking his head. "You guys suck! Also, I don't kiss and tell!"
Mikey gasped dramatically. "So... he admits there was kissing!" he said, pointing accusingly.
"I admit nothing!" Rob said with a confident smirk.
"Oh look at that face," Chris said, grabbing it from beneath and squeezing his cheeks. "That's totally the kissiest face that ever kissed in all the history of kissing!"
Glad to have the attention drawn away from his humiliation, James crept out of the dorm to go brush his teeth, hoping to avoid the crowd. Thankfully, only half the Year 8 boys now shared the same bathroom. The other half shared the one of the other side of the floor with the Year 9 dorms, so he was less likely to bump into someone he knew. Miraculously, he made it.
He quickly brushed his teeth, doing his best not to think about his penis, or erections, or his penis getting an erection which inevitably meant he thought about nothing but that. By the time he was spitting into the sink, he was hard yet again. As he saw in the main door open in the mirror ahead of him, he quickly scurried into one of the toilet cubicles and locked the door.
"Damn," he muttered to himself, not really one for swearing. He closed his eyes and focused, willing his erection to subside, but the concentration only seemed to make it more persistent. He thought back to David's advice by the pool. A cold shower? Not an option, the shower room was even further away than the dorm, plus he didn't have his towel. Waiting? It was certainly an option but he didn't have long before Mr Trent would start ushering them back to their dorms and he could already hear him starting on the Year 7s, with their earlier curfew.
What did that leave? Ejaculation? He hated the idea. He had been so determined not to be driven by baser instincts like all the other boys because he wasn't LIKE other boys. He was intelligent, mature, grown up, in control... always in control... except he wasn't. His cock was out of control, spending more of the day hard than not.
Looking up at the ceiling, as if looking at his erect cock was some kind of admission of what he was doing, he stood and pulled his trousers and briefs down to his knees before taking a seat again. He took hold of the small erection, just as his mentor had done during all of his appointments with Dr Arkwright, gripping it gently between his thumb and forefinger. He gave it an experimental stroke. It was not as unpleasant doing it himself as it had been in the doctor's office.
He gave himself a few more strokes, letting out a slight, shuddery breath as he felt the first hints of pleasure. No, you're not enjoying this!' he told himself sternly. This is for biological purposes only, to... to keep it from embarrassing me anymore. That's all!' he thought.
He could feel his orgasm already edging closer. To be fair, after having an increasingly present erection for the last four days, he was likely on the verge of release before he even started, but still, the stroking appeared to be doing the job.
Think of it... as an experiment," he thought to himself. Hypothesis – I believe ejaculatory release will reduce erectile frequency. Yeah, that's a good start. The scientific method. You've never let me down.' He nodded as he ran it through in his mind, his hand still working away at his cock.
`Prediction – Masturbating for the purpose of eliminating unwanted erections will allow me to avoid embarrassment without getting caught up in the stupid emotional side of... sexual activity!' He nodded again, stroking faster, the pressure building.
Experiment – masturbation. Currently...' he held his thought as he let out a gentle moan, ...in progress. That just... leaves... Conclusion!' With a shaky, whimpered moan he began his first self-stimulated orgasm. Thinking he knew what to expect based on the ejaculation at his appointment on Monday, he was caught a little by surprise by the intense feeling of his `conclusion'.
Panting as he finally looked down, his hand covered in thick globs of spunk, his penis shiny and slowly deflating, he thought, `Conclusion – erection subsiding. Hypothesis seems correct... hopefully!' With his experiment successful, he pulled his clothes back on, returning to the dorm, already convincing himself that thinking about his next experiment was purely scientific interest.
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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