The Kingswood Eight - Chapter 7 (Patreon)
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Tuesday 29 September 2020
Danny lay on his side, head propped up on one arm as he looked down at the boy laying beside him. He reached up and began stroking Chris’ hair gently. It was something he’d done a lot in the year he had known his best friend, although usually it was done to calm him during his frequent nightmares. Thankfully, they had become few and far between now.
While Chris had begun to work with the school’s doctor to address to cause of his frequent night terrors – his autophobia – Danny liked to think that he had played a part in Chris’ improved health too, or rather their sleeping habits had. Their bunks had been pushed together right at the start of the new school year so that they no longer even had their own bunks, it was now just ‘their’ bed. It was a strange concept for most and still drew occasional playful mockery, especially with the two boys just being best friends, but it seemed to work for them.
It made a nice change for Danny to see Chris sleeping peacefully and he almost felt bad disturbing him, but it was being done with the very best of intentions. It was about to turn midnight, which meant Chris was about to turn thirteen! The previous year, with their friendship just starting out, Danny had planned a surprise midnight outing for the two of them and he was planning to do the same this year.
As the clocked turned midnight, Danny leaned down and whispered, “Chris!”
Chris stirred a little, cuddling up to the body beside him without waking.
“Chris,” Danny repeated softly, still stroking his hair.
The sleeping boy let out a gentle moan and let his eyes open, staring up at Danny, illuminated by the nearly-full moon. “Whu…” he mumbled.
“Happy birthday,” Danny whispered.
Chris’ face lit up with a huge grin. “I wasn’t sure if you’d do this again!” he said, clearly delighted that Danny was repeating last year’s gesture.
“C’mon, let’s go!” Danny said, nodding towards the door.
A few moments later, the two boys were creeping out of the dorm. When they reached the stairs leading down to the ground floor, Danny grabbed Chris’ arm silently and shook his head, instead gesturing up. Two flights of stairs and a lot of careful stopping and starting later, they had reached the third floor and snuck through into the stairway up to the school’s Peace Garden on the roof.
“Avoiding the lake, are you?” Chris asked with a grin as they stepped out of the doorway, satisfied that they were out of earshot of anyone back inside the building.
“Yeah, freezing to death isn’t how year eight’s ending for me!” Danny chuckled, thinking back to the last year when they had foolishly thought jumping in the lake at midnight at the end of September was a good idea.
“Yeah, but the warming up part afterwards was fun!” Chris sniggered as he followed Danny through the silent garden.
Danny chuckled too, but glanced back and said at his friend, “We can still do that stuff without freezing half to death first!” He stopped at a large stone bench and reached beneath it, pulling out a small stack of supplies he had stashed there earlier. “I know this all probably seems a bit… samey… compared to last year…” Danny started as he spread out a blanket for them to sit down on.
“Last year was perfect and so’s this, so shut up!” Chris said with a grin, taking a seat as Danny dropped down beside him.
With Chris grinning goofily at him, Danny asked a casual, “What?”
“This,” Chris said, gesturing to the space around them. “We have a tradition!”
Danny chuckled. “Yeah, I guess we do. And I hope… you think the gift is a tradition too and not just a lazy copy of last year!”
“Have you made me another playlist?” Chris asked, almost bouncing with excitement.
Danny smiled as he nodded, pulling out his phone to send it to Chris. “Last year was, like, songs that I know you like and… and songs that were important to… both of us.”
“And I still listen to it, like, all the time!” Chris said happily.
Danny grinned, delighted to hear the gift was still being put to good use. “This year I went with songs I’ve heard you or you and Nicky perform or practice together, and a few I’d… like to hear you perform,” Danny explained, blushing a little. “You’re really good and you kinda make songs sound… very you!”
“Aww, that’s so cool,” Chris said, quickly scrolling through the list. “I love it, thank you!” he said happily, leaning forward to pull Danny into a hug. “You wanna listen to it now?”
“Sure,” Danny replied, pulling out a cushion and a blanket as the two boys lay down together, staring up into the night sky, each with one earbud in. After the had lay there for a few minutes, Danny let out a wistful sigh as he watched the moon disappear behind the increasing cloud cover and said, “I was hoping it’d be a clearer night.”
“It’s okay, this is still nice,” Chris said, nuzzling his head against Danny’s.
“Did I… ever tell you about the day me and Brian got together?” Danny asked, remembering the day fondly, not really considering whether it was something Chris actually wanted to hear.
“No, not really. I think… you held that sorta stuff back cos I was… being weird about it all!” Chris said, understating his feelings on it. He wasn’t being ‘weird’ so much as he was simply heartbroken that Danny was getting together with someone else.
“You know the Physics lab? The one we have science in on Tuesdays?” Danny enquired, but a hum of understanding from Chris. “Well there’s this… arrangement on the ceiling. The stars and constellations and stuff. Turns out Brian made it and on the day of the end-of-year party, he kinda rearranged some of it to say ‘I love you Danny’. Ugh, it was so sweet I nearly cried.” He frowned thoughtfully for a moment and added, “I might have cried actually, I kinda forget.”
“Hnnh,” Chris chuckled. Painful as it was to hear about his best friend receiving a romantic proclamation from someone else, he had to admit that sounded amazing. “You guys are kinda perfect together. I mean, you obviously both think of stuff like… what we’re doing now and his thing with the stars. I suck at gifts, but you two seem… a really good match! It’s sickening… but cute!”
Danny chuckled. “I know right!” he said happily.
Chris let out a wistful sigh. Seeing Danny this happy was worth any amount of pain Chris was feeling. They lay together for a while, just cuddling and listening to the songs Danny had chosen.
“I did have another present in mind,” Danny eventually offered nervously, his head lolling to the side to glance at the other boy. “But I don’t know now… it seems a bit… weird.”
“Go on!” Chris urged him.
Danny puffed out his cheeks as he exhaled, thinking how to put it. “Well… you know what you wanted to… let Nicky do on his birthday?”
Chris’ eyes widened as he quickly caught on. Two weeks before, when Nicky had turned thirteen, they had arranged for the birthday boy to ‘complete the set’, as he put it. He was already fucking Mikey regularly but had shown a definite interest in having a go on the other half of their friendly quartet. Though Nicky had fucked Danny with no issue, when it came to Chris’ turn, Nicky’s over-developed cock was simply too large for him to take. “Yeah…” Chris said nervously.
“Well, I’ve never topped anyone and I’m definitely not as big as Nicky, so I thought… maybe… we could both have a first time… together!” Danny suggested. He paused for a moment then screwed up his face and said, “Ugh, sorry, it was a sucky idea even before all the Nicky stuff. I’m sorry!” He frowned as he saw Chris standing up. “What you doing?” he asked curiously.
“Getting ready. Did you bring lube?” Chris asked, seemingly completely ignoring Danny’s hesitation.
“Are you… for real?” Danny asked, unsure whether this was just a prank or if it was really about to happen.
As Chris stood, sweatpants pooled round his ankles and his t-shirt tossed to the ground, he grinned. “Whadda you think?” he asked playfully.
“Are we really gonna do this?” Danny asked, climbing to his feet.
“I want to if you do!” Chris insisted.
“Oh I want to!” Danny said, nodding eagerly, quickly pulling off his own clothes.
The two boys stood there, slightly chilled by the cool night air blowing across bare skin, the hint of moon glimpsing from behind the clouds highlighting every little curve of their slender bodies down one side.
“Would you… mind lubing yourself and maybe… playing with it a bit while I watch?” Danny asked, trembling.
Chris gulped and nodded happily as Danny handed over some lubricant before sitting onto the nearby bench. He dropped gently to his knees, then onto all fours facing away from Danny. As he looked back at the other boy, he reached a hand back into his crack and applied some of the cool gel to his hole. He let out a dreamy moan as he slipped a finger inside. He pulled it back out and then slid back in again, finger-fucking himself as Danny stared on excitedly. Chris had played with his butt a lot over the previous summer break, his only real sexual outlet having been locked in chastity, so playing with himself felt surprisingly comfortable, but doing it with Danny watching was… exciting!
“Do you have any idea how hot you look right now?” Danny asked, avoiding touching himself in order to save what little stamina he might have for when he slid his cock inside the hole before him.
“I like showing off for you,” Chris said proudly. “Well, I like showing off for anyone… but especially you!” he added with a giggle that turned into a moan as he slipped a second finger in.
“Fuck, I can’t wait anymore!” Danny insisted, jumping to his feet. He took a few steps towards Chris, dropped to his knees behind him then grabbed the lube packet and squeezed out the rest. Three quick strokes of his own cock and he was ready. “If it hurts, tell me to stop!” he said softly as he took hold the other boy’s hips, guiding his straining erection in.
Despite being ‘warmed up’, Chris’ arse clenched nervously at the sensation of the penis pressing against his sphincter.
“Just relax, okay. You can do this,” Danny urged his friend, reaching out to caress the smooth small of his back. Chris didn’t reply, but Danny felt the hole loosen just a little and he began to push inside. He wasn’t quite sure how it would feel to have his cock inside someone. In fact, before planning the birthday surprise he hadn’t even considered ever doing it at all, but when the idea came to him he got quite excited about the prospect. “You doing okay?” Danny asked softly.
“Oh my god,” Chris gasped, glancing back, looking both surprised and delighted. “I can’t believe you’re doing that. It doesn’t hurt, it just feels… good! Relaxing definitely helped!”
“Awesome!” Danny said happily. He had been where Chris was, though he had certainly felt a least a little pain the first time he weas fucked, but then Brian’s dick was a lot bigger than his own. The sudden thought of Brian made his cock throb as he held it inside his friend, especially when the thought changed to Brian’s cock inside Chris instead of his own. It seemed strange to realise he was turned on by the idea of his boyfriend fucking someone else but considering how much Brian loved thinking of Danny with other people, it wasn’t really that surprising for it to work both ways.
Keeping his mind on the task at hand, he continued his slow push into the virgin hole until he felt his body pressing against Chris’ butt. “I’m in!” he declared. “Like, all the way. Still okay?”
“I have a question!” Chris suddenly blurted out.
“Sure, I’m not busy or anything,” Danny said with a smirk.
Chris ignored the sarcasm, or simply didn’t pick up on it, being somewhat distracted. Instead, he asked, “Is this JUST for my birthday or is this something we can… like… keep doing?”
“Wow, not even finished doing you once and you’re already after more. According to the internet, I believe the term is a ‘hungry bitch’ or something like that!” Danny smirked, slowly pulling out three of his four inches.
“Dannyyyyy?” Chris pleaded. “I wanna know!”
“Mate, this feels fucking awesome,” Danny said dreamily. “I’m not saying let’s make this an everyday thing, but… I’m open to doing it again!” he sniggered, sliding back in.
“Good!” Chris declared. “So if I don’t have to really make this one… I dunno… extra long or anything to make sure we really remember it, then I have another request. Could you do it hard… and fast! Like you had Nicky do to you before on his birthday. That was so fucking hot!” Chris requested.
“Okay, but… come here,” Danny said, reaching down to wrap his arms around Chris’ body, pulling him up into a kneeling position as his hands raised, grasping at his chest. He buried his face in his friend’s neck then whispered, “Happy fucking birthday Chris!” He sniggered at the bad pun then pulled out most of the way before slamming back in hard, getting a grunt of pleasure from the boy in his arms. He started pounding in hard and fast as requested.
“Oh god,” Chris gasped after several thrusts, his hands grabbing at Danny’s.
“Where do you… want me to cum?” Danny whispered, already getting close to release.
“Not in me… if that’s okay?” Chris requested nervously.
“No problem,” Danny replied, nibbling at his neck as he gave a few more hard pumps. He suddenly pulled out, then moved round in front of Chris. He placed his cock beneath the other boy’s, then grabbed both of them together and stroked rapidly.
Danny was first to cum, his load spattering against Chris’ balls before Chris shot too and matted Danny’s sparse blonde pubes to his skin. They knelt, panting and covered in cum, both staring down at their dripping cocks, then looked each other in the eye at the same time and burst into laughter as they collapsed together onto the blanket.
*****
Rob awoke with his cock in his hand. He had been dreaming about Alex and was not happy that the dream had been interrupted by whatever was causing the noise that awoke him. He briefly tried to force himself back into the dream but quickly stopped as he realised the noise was coming from the next bunk over.
Josh seemed to be having some kind of nightmare, whimpering and almost crying in his sleep. His first instinct was to jump across the gap between their bunks and check on his friend, but he felt a twinge in his stomach as he thought about the many other nights recently when Josh had been upset. He had always climbed down to seek comfort from Danny, so who was Rob to argue with what Josh OBVIOUSLY wanted? He closed his eyes and rolled over, facing away to the end of the dorm instead.
The unhappy noises continued for a little longer before Rob heard Josh moving. He let out a quiet sigh, desperately wishing his best friend would come to him this time. He could let Josh know he was awake, that he was there, that he wanted to help… but he figured this was Josh’s choice and if Josh wanted Danny, then fine. Let them have each other! He forced himself to remain still, feigning sleep as the sounds of movement continued.
“JOSH, NO!”
Rob heard it all at once. The door to the dorm opening, the shout, the hurried movements. By the time he sat up and looked round he caught a final glimpse of a figure on Josh’s bunk, blurred as it was without his glasses on. The light clicked on and he flinched against the sudden brightness, but just about managed to make out Josh standing on his bunk before tipping over forward, falling head-first for the floor a couple of metres below. “JOSH!” he screamed out, launching across onto Josh’s bunk as he heard a heavy thud from the other side, followed by a lot of moaning.
As the rest of the dorm awoke, disturbed by the sudden kerfuffle, Rob frantically pulled himself across Josh’s bunk to look down at the ground below. He had expected the worst, but thankfully the blurry sight he saw was Josh laying on top of Chris and Danny.
“Wha… what happened?” Josh mumbled, wincing in pain.
Rob grabbed his glases from his bunk and quickly climbed down to the ground to squat beside the heap of boys. “Are you hurt?” he asked all three. The pained noises he got in response answered the question for him.
James, whose bunk was right beside the sudden pile-up was just frozen while David had climbed out of his own bunk and stood over Rob. “What do you need?” he asked.
“Go wake Mr Trent!” Rob said immediately, then looked at James and said, “Do an emergency call to Dr Arkwright!” As James remained frozen in place, Rob huffed and looked back and up, towards Nicky and Mikey who were staring down from their bunks. “Call Dr Arkwright!” he snapped as he realised James was too shocked to act, then turned his attention back to the three prone boys.
Moments later, Mr Trent was in the room, retrieved by David but having heard the shout from his own apartment two doors down the hallway. He quickly took charge of the situation until Dr Arkwright turned up a few minutes after to assess the boys for damage. While all three had been taken away to be properly examined, Mr Trent had questioned the remaining five about what exactly had happened. James, David, Mikey and Nicky had given pretty much the same account of events – being woken by Danny’s shout only to find the three already on the floor.
‘Tell them Josh was having a nightmare!’ Rob told himself, but he quickly quashed the idea as he thought, ‘But that would just tell everyone you could have stopped this. They’ll know you’re a bad friend!’ Worried what the others might think, he simply nodded along with their story, lying by omission.
Once Mr Trent had as much information as he felt he was going to get out of the boys and got them settled back into bed, he headed down to the school’s infirmary to check on the others. By the time he arrived, Danny was already asleep on one of the bunks, while Chris was sat talking quietly to his big brother, Blane. Josh was sat with Jack, the school representative who acted as his legal guardian.
“Are the others in the dorm okay?” Josh asked as the teacher came in.
“They’re fine,” Mr Trent nodded. “A little shaken up but all back in bed,” he explained with an encouraging smile. He turned his attention to Dr Arkwright and asked quietly, “How are these three?”
“Not too bad, all things considered,” Dr Arkwright said, nodding thankfully. “Danny’s got a badly sprained wrist,” he started, nodding over to where Danny was sleeping, his wrist raised on a pillow and wrapped in a compression bandage. “While these two mostly just got nasty bumps to the head. No obvious sign of concussion, but I’m waiting a little while to do another round of checks before I let them get some sleep.”
“Well that’s… a relief I suppose,” Mr Trent said, visibly calming a little. Being in charge of the ninety-six boys of the First Floor, it would have been easy for the man to become quite detached, seeing each of them as just part of his job, heads to count, boxes to tick. Instead, he had come to care for each and every one of them more deeply than he had ever expected and seeing any of them hurt was always hard on him. He gave the doctor a thankful nod then turned to head over to the bunk Chris was on. “How we doing over here?” He gave Blane a quick grin.
“Best birthday ever!” Chris sniggered.
“Oh, of course!” Mr Trent nodded knowingly as he smiled. “Happy birthday Chris. I’m assuming that has something to do with why you and Danny happened to be fully dressed and out of bed when this happened?”
Chris shrunk into himself a little, feeling the withering stare from his big brother. “I was hoping you hadn’t noticed that!” he said sheepishly.
“We can talk about it more tomorrow,” Mr Trent said, his tone soft but his intention clear. “And how about you, Josh?” he asked, looking back across the room. “Can you tell me what happened?”
Josh just shook his head, eyes fixed on the ground. “I… don’t remember. I just woke up and… I was falling!”
Mr Trent, Jack and the doctor all exchanged worried looks. Considering Josh’s history, it wasn’t hard to imagine this was related to it.
“What are your classes tomorrow morning?” Mr Trent asked the boys as he glanced at the clock. It was almost 3 am already.
“Double art then PE,” Chris answered quickly.
“Okay, well I’ll let Mr Warren and Mr Hargreaves know you won’t be in classes for the morning so you can get some rest and Dr Arkwright can do any other checks he might need to do…” Mr Trent began, but was quickly interrupted.
“No, can I go to class Sir?” Josh pleaded. “I… I like art. It’s…” he paused, blushing. “I just like it!”
Mr Trent glanced round at Dr Arkwright who said, “I can check you out early and you can go to class, but ONLY if I clear you to go, okay?”
“Thank you, Sir… Sirs!” Josh said, correcting himself to thank them both.
“Not a problem, but for now I should get back upstairs and make sure we’ve not had any more disasters,” Mr Trent said, heading for the door. “Sleep well, lads. Feel better.” As he left, he shot another quick smile to Blane who returned it fondly.
*****
Waking up in the infirmary was not the start Chris really wanted for his birthday, but getting the morning off of classes was almost worth the knock to the head he had taken. He would have liked to get a little more sleep, and it was still a possibility, but it would have to be after he had dealt with sudden visitors who had just turned up. He awoke to hear, “I don’t care, I wanna see him!”
Chris sat up, recognising the sound of his mentor’s voice. Glancing over towards the entrance to the room and blinking heavily he saw Brian heading in, along with Joseph. The noise had seemingly woken Danny who smiled across at him dopily before his attention was drawn to their arriving mentors. A quick look to the other side of the room revealed Josh was already gone.
“Oh my god, are you okay?” Brian asked, rushing straight to Danny. He sat on the side of Danny’s bed and pulled him into a tight hug, kissing the side of his head.
“It’s just a sprained wrist!” Danny insisted, his voice muffled by the tight hug.
Joseph glanced over at Chris and smiled sympathetically. He got a shrug in return.
Chris let out a gentle sigh as he watched Brian fussing over Danny. It was a bizarre sensation watching them together. He envied Brian for being able to have that kind of relationship with Danny and at the same time resented him a little for getting in before him. Conversely, he also felt exceptionally happy to see two people he cared about being so clearly in love. Liking and disliking the pairing at the same time was almost as disorienting as the knock to the head had been.
“Hey, go see your own one, this one’s mine,” Joseph joked, swatting Brian’s back as he looked at Chris sitting alone.
Brian gave Danny another squeeze and a kiss on the cheek before getting up to head across the room. “You okay, mate?” he asked as he approached Chris. He sat down as he had with Danny and hugged the boy. It was a rare gesture between the two. Despite being pretty close as mentor and mentee, as well as Chris’ penchant for physical affection, the two had never really shared an overly physical relationship.
“Yeah, sore head, but not bad,” Chris answered. “You can… go back to Danny, I don’t mind,” he offered quietly and mostly sincerely.
Brian glanced round to see Joseph fussing over Danny almost as much as he had been himself and grinned as he looked back to Chris. “Nah, I’d say Joe’s got it covered. Besides… I’m not just here to check you’re both okay. Happy birthday!” he said cheerfully.
Chris grinned. “Thanks. It’s perfect so far!” he joked.
“Did you at least get to have your birthday surprise from Danny?” Brian asked with a grin.
“You… know about that?” Chris asked, slightly weary. He knew Danny and Brian’s relationship was open, but knowing his mentor was apparently aware of their sexual activities felt a little unusual.
“Sure, he told me about the gift he was planning,” Brian said, nodding slightly. “That playlist sounded like a really sweet idea!”
“Oh,” Chris said, relieved that the full details had seemingly not been shared. “Yeah, it was a great gift!” he said happily.
“And fucking you sounded fun too!” Brian added casually.
Chris coughed as his breath caught in his throat. He coughed a couple more times catching his breath as Brian sniggered at him.
“Relax, it’s all good. Whose idea d’ya think it was?” Brian grinned proudly.
“I don’t know if that’s weird… or hot,” Chris answered honestly.
“Why not both?” Brian asked with a playful shrug.
Chris laughed, but it slowly faded as he glanced across the room again and sighed. “You really love him, don’t you?” he asked wistfully, keeping his volume low.
Brian glanced round too then returned his gaze to Chris as he nodded. He took a breath and explained, “So much it hurts sometimes!” Looking down, he took hold of Chris’ hand. Staring at it for a moment, he eventually looked up into Chris’ eyes and said quietly, “I’m sorry!”
Chris stared back for a few seconds. Brian knew! Perhaps he always had. Did that make his relationship with Danny some kind of betrayal or had it simply been a case of Danny making his own choice. Whichever it was, and his rational mind was telling him it was most likely the latter, he knew what he had to do. “Don’t be sorry!” he said with a sincere smile. “Just… keep making him happy, okay?”
“Every second of every day!” Brian replied softly, almost tearful at the thought.
Chris smiled sincerely as he squeezed Brian’s hand. “Good. Now go see him before Dr Arkwright kicks you both out!” Chris insisted.
Brian lifted the boy’s hand, kissed the back of it playfully then jumped off to scurry across the room.
*****
By lunchtime, aside from the bandage on Danny’s wrist, the whole incident had been all but forgotten as life returned to normal and the focus moved to Chris’ birthday. While they were all looking forward to the celebration that evening, the boys broke into occasional bouts of melancholy as they thought back to Chris’ previous birthday when they had all been able to go out for a day at the arcade and cinema together.
While the pandemic had continued to be held sufficiently at bay by the school’s precautions, outside the virus still ran wild and trips away from school grounds remained off-limits. The offers in the early days of ‘in-house celebration now or a proper party outside once it’s safe’ were long gone, with ‘safe’ sounding a worryingly long way off.
Though the mood had dipped and risen repeatedly, by the time the boys were finished eating it had remained mostly high for a while and they happily headed out of the Dining Hall ready to kill some time before fifth period.
“Hey, can I… talk to you?” Chris whispered quietly, grabbing at Nicky’s arm as the rest of the group headed for the stairs.
“Sure,” Nicky said happily, following Chris off to the bench under the stairs. “You feeling okay?” he asked as they sat down, gently raising his hand to stroke the back of Chris’ head where he had bumped it.
Chris’ eyes closed for a second as he enjoyed the comforting touch. It was a nice moment and felt reassuring as he contemplated what he was about to say. He had been thinking about it all morning, ever since he spoke to Brian, but the casual, caring gesture from Nicky made it clear to him that he was doing the right thing. “Oh, yeah, no problems with that. We’re a hard-headed bunch!” he joked with a giggle. The smile dropped a little as he said quietly, “I… erm… I actually wanted to talk to you about… what we talked about yesterday.”
Nicky dropped his hand away and let out a gentle groan. The previous day, Chris had suggested they should be together. Nicky had assumed he meant romantically… and said yes before realising Chris just meant as a musical duet. “Ugh, I thought you’d wait at least twenty-four hours before you started taking the piss!” he complained, eyes dropping to the ground.
Chris chuckled. “I’m not taking the piss. I actually… thought about it a lot. I mean… I’ve been thinking about what you thought I was thinking!”
“How hard exactly did you hit your head?” Nicky asked, shaking his head in absolute bewilderment at the almost nonsensical comment.
Chris laughed again. “Yeah, that made no sense, so I’m gonna make it clear as freaking day. Nicky, I want to date you and I want you to be my boyfriend!”
Nicky frowned, looking even more confused. Shaking his head slowly he said, “No… still not getting what you’re saying!”
“Wha… but…” Chris stuttered for a moment until Nicky suddenly laughed aloud. Catching on to the sarcasm, he snapped playfully, “Oh you dick!”
“Sorry, couldn’t resist,” Nicky sniggered.
“So… whadda you say?” Chris asked hopefully, staring at the taller boy hopefully.
Nicky didn’t say anything. Instead, he just leaned across and raised a hand to pull Chris towards him, their lips meeting as they both let out a happy mew of contentment. They sat kissing for a couple of minutes as the world around them seemed to vanish.
Chris smiled as Nicky pulled away and said, “That’s either a yes or the nicest no I’ve ever heard!”
“It’s a yes, fuckwit!” Nicky said with a wry grin. “So… musical partners AND boyfriends… big week for us, huh!”
“Oh my god, we’re gonna be like Sonny and Cher!” Chris giggled, clapping excitedly.
“Who?” Nicky asked, shrugging.
“Wow, I’m breaking up after less than five minutes. New record!” Chris teased. “And you call yourself a musician!” he added, shaking his head disapprovingly.
Nicky shrugged casually and asked, “Does that mean we get to have break-up sex?”
“Hmm, Dr Arkwright said no strenuous activities today!” Chris said thoughtfully. “But if you promise to go gentle…”
“I absolutely DO NOT promise that!” Nicky said, biting his lip playfully as he stood and offered his hand to Chris.
Chris took the hand and stood, finding himself immediately pulled into another kiss. “Hmmm, best birthday ever!” he said dreamily as he melted into Nicky’s arms.
*****
The school day had ended, meaning the students were all released for ‘quiet study hour’ before dinner. “You know, this time is really meant to be for studying!” Alex said as the boy on his lap pulled away for a second.
“I AM studying!” Rob insisted. “I’m studying your mouth!” he added with a snigger.
“I don’t know what class that’s for but sign me up!” Alex laughed back, kissing Rob once more.
“And maybe I can study some other subjects while I’m here!” Rob said seductively, letting his hand caress Alex’s chest through his shirt.
“Hnnh, maybe,” Alex sniggered awkwardly. He took hold of Rob’s hand, stopping its roaming under the pretence of just holding it.
“Hey, you should be encouraging a curious, younger student to explore new areas of study!” Rob teased playfully. He raised his other hand to stroke Alex’s chest.
Alex grabbed the second hand and frowned. “What happened to giving me as long as I need?” he asked somewhat pointedly.
Rob huffed and climbed off, pouting as he folded his arms moodily.
“Hey, come on, don’t be upset!” Alex encouraged him. “I told you. We’ll get there!”
“Whatever,” Rob said, shaking his head as he gave an eye roll. “Danny wins again!” he muttered angrily.
“Wins what?” Alex asked, worried and confused in equal measure.
“Nothing. Forget it. I’m gonna go,” he said, grabbing his laptop and glasses from the table. “I should be studying after all,” he said slightly mockingly.
“Ohhh no you don’t!” Alex said, shaking his head as he reached out to grab Rob’s wrist. “You’re gonna stay here and you’re gonna tell me what the fuck’s going on cos this is SO not you!”
Rob glared down at the hand holding him and momentarily considering yanking away from it, but the look on Alex’s face was pure and undeniable concern. He let out a gentle sigh, his angry expression melting away into one of sheer frustration. He moved back towards Alex and fell into his arms. “Sorry, I shouldn’t take this out on you,” he apologised meekly.
“Take what out on me?” Alex asked, letting his hand stroke up and down Rob’s back. “Come on, I’ve turned enough of our dates into therapy sessions for me. Time for you to take a turn!” he offered jokingly.
“Ugh, it’s all so stupid,” Rob groaned as he shook his head, mostly annoyed at himself.
“Good. That just means even I can’t screw up telling you the right thing to do,” Alex sniggered. “So what’s Danny done to you to piss you off this much?”
“That’s the stupid thing,” Rob said, shaking his head. “He didn’t do ANYTHING to me. It’s just…” he paused, sighing. “He’s got a best mate he tells everything to and I’m pretty sure they have sex, like, ALL the time. Then he’s got even more friends who he’s just as close with and probably sleeps with them too. Then he’s got the hot boyfriend who, like, fucks him senseless every two minutes. Plus he’s all… like… cute and popular and loved by everyone and even when he’s in trouble with the teachers they seem to pretty much worship him!”
Alex nodded along. “Yeah, that sounds pretty annoying!” he agreed tentatively.
“And then… there’s the Josh thing too,” Rob said, beginning to get a little sheepish.
“He’s the one who helped Josh when he was considering suicide,” Alex said, nodding his understanding, one of the few boys who was as involved in the whole Josh incident as Danny and Rob had been.
“Does that make me a terrible person?” Rob asked, looking visibly distressed. “He helped Josh. He literally saved his life and I’m sat here thinking ‘I wish it was me’. I mean, how screwed up do I have to be to be jealous over something like that?” he asked, getting increasingly frustrated at himself.
Alex shrugged a little. “Your best friend was in trouble and you weren’t able to be the one to help him. I don’t think it’s awful to wish you had been. I mean… if you were sat here saying you wish NOBODY had helped Josh then I’d be thinking you’re some kinda psycho. But just wishing you’d been able to be there for your best mate? You just wish you’d done it! I kinda get that!” Alex reasoned.
“And again, last night,” Rob went added with a scowl. “Danny always seems to be there to catch someone when they fall and then last night he did it literally! It’s so fucking annoying!”
“Well… he was just… lucky enough to be in the right place at the right time. It’s not like you could have done anything!” Alex insisted.
Rob’s jaw clenched. That was the problem. He COULD have done something. He COULD have helped Josh before he even fell, or jumped, or whatever it was that had actually happened… but he hadn’t, all because of his petty jealousy. For a split second, he considered telling Alex what he had done but resisted. He could already imagine the look of disappointment on Alex’s face – it would be the same as the disappointment he felt in himself. He couldn’t deal with that. Instead he just said, “Yeah, I s’pose not! Ugh, I’ve just… gotta get over it! Chris’ party is later. That’ll be a good enough distraction I suppose.”
“I could always distract you too, ya know!” Alex offered with a grin.
Rob tilted his head to the side and smiled at his boyfriend. “That’s sweet, but… you’re right, I said I’d give you time and I don’t wanna rush you.”
“Well… time doesn’t necessarily mean… doing nothing,” Alex said slightly shyly. “I don’t know if you’d… be interested but we could… just jerk off together,” he offered. “Just, ya know, do ourselves but… together!”
“That sounds…” Rob started, pausing to smile sweetly. “Really cool!” he said happily.
“Awesome,” Alex said happily as he eagerly unzipped his trousers and pulled out his cock.
“Oh, you’ve grown!” Rob exclaimed, then immediately blushed at both the intimacy and possible inappropriateness of the comment. “Sorry,” he quickly added, blushing.
Alex chuckled at the younger boy’s shyness. “Yeah, I s’pose you haven’t really seen me naked since my punishment last year, have you?” he asked, referring to the very public stripping he had been subjected to after Rob had helped Josh get some revenge on Alex for an incident earlier in the year.
Rob shook his head, blushing more at the thought of it. It had featured many times in his wank fantasies, even a few times back when he hated Alex, which had been a little confusing. After they became friends and almost constantly since they become boyfriends, it had featured more and more in Rob’s imagination.
“Come on then. You too!” Alex encouraged the blushing boy as his own cock began to swell in his hand. “I haven’t even seen yours before, not up close, so don’t expect any commentary on growth!” he chuckled.
“It’s… not as big as yours,” Rob said shyly as he unzipped, watching Alex’s penis swell, probably close to six inches at full hardness.
“You’re two years younger than me, so that’s hardly surprising,” Alex said, matter-of-factly. His eyes widened as Rob’s already hard cock emerged. “Oh, but you’re not far behind! Impressive. Bigger than I was at your age, that’s for sure! And cut too, don’t see many of you round here!” he giggled playfully.
Rob smiled, mildly embarrassed by the overt penile attention, but ecstatic to be taking this sexual step forward with Alex.
With the observation and comparison completed, both boys fell silent, the only sound in the room the gentle fap of their hands at work. Both boys’ eyes were fixed on the other’s dick, only breaking away occasionally to look at each other and smile contentedly if a little awkwardly.
“I like this,” Alex stated bluntly as he felt himself getting close, enjoying the shared but separate sensation of wanking with the younger boy.
“I can tell!” Rob chuckled, nodding towards the older boy’s pre-cum slicked cock. It was not exactly what he had fantasised about, but that didn’t make it any less exciting.
Alex sniggered, then felt a momentary panic as he realised he didn’t know where to shoot, his orgasm mere moments away. He suddenly yanked up his school shirt then let out a pleasured moan as he painted his stomach with spunk, the first two shots hitting the bunched-up fabric on his chest.
“Ah wow,” Rob exclaimed happily, then began to spurt out his own load. Despite being close to Alex’s size, his ejaculatory capability was some way behind, only managing to dribble a few meek pumps down over his clasped fist.
“Right back at ya!” Alex grinned, winking at the younger boy.
Rob let out a gentle moan. “Hardly a spectacular show,” he grumbled, raising his hand to show the measly emission.
“It was beautiful,” Alex said dreamily, then leaned over to kiss Rob for a second. “Just like you!”
Rob just giggled happily, allowing himself to lean to the side and rest his head on Alex’s shoulder.
*****
“Someone order a pizza?” Blane asked, grinning as he walked in carrying the stack of pizza boxes.
He was greeted with what had become the usual response from his little brother’s friends – lewd and entirely unsubtle flirting. Some of them meant it. After all, the young Irish man was, in Nicky’s words, ‘an even hotter, fitter, sexier version of Chris on the right side of puberty’. Most of them did it purely to mess with Chris. They knew he hated the thought of anyone even going near his siblings, so that inevitably meant they wanted to do it all the more.
“Ooh, dinner AND entertainment!” Danny grinned as the young man approached, getting a glare from Chris.
“Yeah, who ordered the stripper?” Nicky asked, receiving an elbow to the ribs as he giggled.
“Yeah, down boys, keep it in your pants!” Blane said, smirking as he shook his head. “I just figured I’d deliver these so I might actually get to SEE my little brother on his birthday!”
Chris rolled his eyes. “I was gonna come see you,” he said unconvincingly.
“Talk later, pizza first!” Josh said, grabbing at the boxes.
There was a sudden mad dash for the pizzas as the boxes were opened. Blane raised an eyebrow at Chris as he grabbed a slice and went to bite it. He let out a sigh, rolled his eyes and offered, “Would you like to stay for dinner?”
“Oh, so kind of you to ask completely unprompted,” Blane said with a smirk. “I’d love to!” He walked round the sofa and looked at the eight occupied seats then asked playfully, “So who’s gonna make room?”
The sudden shouts were as flirtatious as the greetings, so Chris huffed and slid out of his seat and onto the floor just to make sure Blane didn’t end up squeezed between two of his horny (or teasing, but probably still horny) dormmates. He scooched across to lean on the sofa Josh and Rob were sat on.
“So how’s the wrist?” Blane asked, nodding over to Danny.
Mikey sniggered and called out, “Totally buggered up his sex life!”
The boys burst into laughter, even Danny who simply shrugged and nodded. “It’s not too bad, thanks,” he answered, swallowing his mouthful.
“How about you two?” Blane asked, looking from Chris to Josh and back. “How’s the head?”
“No complaints!” David called out, getting a snigger from James and an amused but confused look from the others. “Okay, I need to start giving you all gay lessons!” David said, shaking his head.
Chris shrugged at the others and said, “No problems now.”
“Yeah, same here,” Josh said, looking a little sheepish at the thought of the injuries he had caused.
“Good, our numbers are low enough already, can’t lose anyone else!” Blane said, nodding to Josh.
Josh stared, wide-eyed for a moment, desperately hoping nobody questioned the comment. Ironically, it was his reaction that prompted the question from Nicky.
“Numbers for what?” Nicky enquired, eyes darting from the young man beside him over to Josh on the other sofa.
“Oh, oops,” Blane said, cringing a little. “Sorry, buddy,” he apologised to Josh.
Josh seemed to shrink into himself, eyes dropping to the half-finished slice of pizza on his plate. “For the… the club Blane runs,” Josh said, hoping that was enough.
“Wait, you run a club?” Chris asked, looking curiously at his big brother.
“Yeah, most faculty do. It was part of how I got the job, I had to suggest one I could create and run!” Blane explained. “You might know that if you actually came to see me once in a while!” he added disapprovingly.
“Unless it’s a ‘leaving your dirty pants everywhere’ club, you can’t even DO anything!” Chris sniggered, then a look of realisation spread across his face as he added, “Oh, unless maybe it’s…” He sat up and stared round at Josh. “Seriously? You?”
“What?” several of the other boys demanded.
“Dancing?” Chris asked, looking at Josh.
Josh looked ready to burst into tears. He had signed up for the new club at the start of the year, along with three other new activities. His other new clubs had been enough to distract the others so he had slipped in his time at Dance Club without anyone catching on so far.
The boys exchanged glances. This was a prime mocking opportunity, or a mockortunity, a word David had created. While most of them looked ready to jump on it, they knew each other well enough by now to know when to take a mockortunity and when to let it pass.
“That is SO cool!” Chris said, smiling sweetly as he patted Josh’s leg.
“W… wait, really?” Josh asked, a little shocked.
“Yeah, really?” James asked, just as surprised.
“We’re not talking, like, la-de-da ballroom shit, Blane does proper hip-hop stuff with all flips and shit!” Chris said, eager to diffuse the mockortunity completely.
“Yes… flips and shit…” Blane said, rolling his eyes as he smirked at Chris’ description.
“Oh, that’s less lame I suppose,” Danny said with a smirk.
“Thanks!” Blane said pointedly, getting a cheeky grin from Danny.
“You… you’re not… gonna… say things?” Josh asked, shocked. “If I’d ever tried to de stuff like this before, when… when Mark and Ryan were around…”
“Yeah, well the twats are gone and we’re awesome!” Danny said a little aggressively. As the one who knew the most about what Josh’s brothers had done over the years, and how little they had been punished for doing it, they were still a sore subject. “And we will TOTALLY tease you about, just… not yet!” he added with another grin.
Rob let out a quiet huff. He had been ready to jump to Josh’s defence, but of course, perfect Danny had beaten him to it and looked like the good guy… again! He shoved more pizza in his mouth to stop himself muttering angrily.
“Is he any good then?” Chris asked his brother, cocking his head in Josh’s direction.
Blane smiled fondly as he looked at the boy who continued to blush. “He’s got some pretty sick moves!” he said proudly.
“Oooh, show us!” Chris said eagerly, turning back to Josh.
“Yeah, if I start jumping about after this much pizza in me,” Josh said, waving the crust of his latest slice to emphasise the point, “It wouldn’t be sick moves so much as just straight-up sick!”
As the others laughed or baulked at the comment, Rob just quietly leaned in and asked, “Why didn’t you tell me?”
Josh stared down at his hands as he whispered back, “I didn’t tell anyone!”
“I didn’t think I WAS just ANYONE!” Rob replied gruffly.
Before Josh could think what to say back, the conversation looped back round to him, and he was drawn back into the group.
The evening crept on and Blane eventually bid them all goodnight, having only intended to stop in for a quick hello with the birthday boy.
When Chris had been asked what he’d like to do for the rest of the evening, he had happily suggested truth or dare, which had been met with a fairly mixed response from the others. It was only when David suggested that ALL of the truths and dares should be for Chris that everyone really got on board. They had started out simple, with a couple of truths thrown Chris’ way, but after seeing him mulling his answers over before delivering them, David came up with another suggestion.
“Okay, here’s the game,” David said, recapping after they had all finished their preparations. “I’ve put together 20 questions based on suggestions from the others. I’ll start reading them out quickly and you have to answer within a second otherwise you get a forfeit… and we’ll make sure it’s one you DON’T enjoy, you weirdo!”
The others all laughed as Chris sniggered and nodded his understanding. A whole load of potentially embarrassing questions all coming at him at once. This was like a (wet) dream come true. Chris got placed on a chair while the others gathered to be his audience while David stood over him, tablet in hand.
“Okay here we go, we’ll start with some basic questions to get you into the flow, then move on to the good ones. You ready?” David asked.
“Ready!” Chris snapped immediately.
David smirked. “Good energy. And begin.
“What’s your full name?”
“Christopher Patrick Smith.”
“How old are you?”
“Thirteen today!”
“Favourite subject?”
“Music!”
“Favourite food?”
“Pizza!”
“How big’s your boner?”
“Ten centimetres!”
“How many guys have you played with?”
“I’m not sure. You guys plus maybe ten more!”
“Did you enjoy doing No Nut November last year?”
“Hated it and loved it!”
“Who’s got the best dick in the dorm?”
“Nicky!”
“Who’s the cutest guy in the dorm?”
“Me, obviously!”
“Yeah we saw that coming, aside from you, who’s the cutest guy in the dorm?”
“Mikey! Oh!” Chris seemed surprised at his own answer.
“Biggest sexual fantasy?”
“Sex with ALL of you at the same time!”
“Which of us has the hottest mentor?”
“Danny!”
“Mikey, Nicky, Danny – Snog, marry, fuck?”
“Snog and marry all three then kill you for asking that!”
“Ha. Okay. James, Josh, Rob – snog, marry, kill and you gotta choose this time!”
“Snog Josh, marry Rob, fuck James!”
“Best orgasm ever?”
“Happened at half-term, can’t say more, don’t ask!”
“If Danny asked you out right now, what would you say?”
“Yes!” Chris blushed.
“After Nicky, who d’ya think’s gonna have the biggest dick by Year 13?”
“Rob! No idea why.”
“Which would you rather give up, sex or food?”
“Food!”
“What’s your secret fetish?”
“Watching or being watched.”
“Do you think Blane is sexy?”
“Yes!”
“And we’re done!” David declared, grinning.
“Wait, that last one…” Chris said, blushing more heavily. “I… I meant…”
Anything else Chris said was lost in a sea of noise as the boys suddenly jumped in, all questioning his various answers and teasing him mercilessly. It continued for several moments until Nicky stood up and started heading for the door.
“Where you going?” Mikey called out.
“Toilet,” Nicky replied with a shrug.
Chris caught his eye for just a moment and knew something was wrong, so he stood and said, “Yeah, me too. Be right back!” As he ran after Nicky, he called back, “Best get planning those dares!” By the time he got to the door, Nicky was already out in the hallway. “Hey, wait up!” he said as he shut the door behind him.
Nicky glanced back and turned to lean on the wall opposite the door to the dorm.
“What’s up?” Chris asked as he caught up to the other boy. He reached out and took hold of his hand but Nicky quickly pulled it away.
Nicky sighed heavily. “If Danny asked you out today…” he said, not finishing the comment.
“Oh,” Chris said, nodding slightly. “Yeah, I guess I did say I’d say yes.”
Nicky shook his head, smiling a little. “I actually let myself think you’d chosen me, but you didn’t, did you?” As Chris frowned in confusion, he added, “You just SETTLED for me!”
“I didn’t!” Chris insisted. “Look, me and Danny, it’s… complicated but it’s also really simple. Sure there’s loads of ‘what ifs’ and ‘could have beens’ but Danny is with Brian… very happily and I… I WANT to be with you.”
“You mean that?” Nicky asked, not looking entirely convinced.
“Look, the last 24 hours have been… pretty extra, but in all of it one thing has made me so freaking ridiculously happy!” Chris explained.
“Admitting to the whole dorm you think Mikey’s the cutest?” Nicky asked with a snigger.
“Yeah, that one surprised me too, but no… the moment you said, ‘It’s a yes, fuckwit!’ Honestly, that made me so happy I could have cried!” Chris insisted.
“Wow, you must really like being called fuckwit!” Nicky said with a snigger.
“Shut up and kiss me, you sexy giant!” Chris chuckled. He reached up and pulled Nicky into a kiss, both boys letting out a happy mew into each other’s mouth as their tongues met. They stood holding tightly onto each other as the embrace continued.
They were disturbed by a sudden increase in volume from the dorm as the door swung open.
“Holy crap!” Josh declared as he saw the two together. It was followed immediately by a sudden range of comments and yelps from the others.
“What’s going on?” David demanded from the back of the group. “I can’t see!”
“Chris and Nicky doing the nasty!” James called back with a snigger.
“They’re just kissing!” Rob insisted.
“Oh, erm… hi!” Chris said awkwardly.
“Lemme guess, just a birthday kiss?” Danny asked, raising an eyebrow.
“He was choking and you were trying to suck the blockage out?” Josh suggested with a smirk.
“Nicky got in early on the dares, maybe?” James said with a grin.
Chris and Nicky looked at each other for a moment, shrugged and smirked.
“You know what. Fuck it,” Chris said casually, taking hold of Nicky’s hand. He gave the taller boy a smile as he took a breath then turned to face the dorm and declared, “No excuses. We were kissing cos we’ve started dating! Okay?”
There was a moment of silence before the small group suddenly burst into cheers and applause.
*****
The rest of the evening was still spent teasing and celebrating Chris, but the news of his new relationship with Nicky had easily take centre stage, drawing an amusing mix of excitement and teasing. As was now the tradition, new pictures had been taken to put in the dorm’s digital frame. That had inevitably led to them all watching the slideshow of pictures gathered over the last year.
Birthdays, ends of term, beginnings of term, random nights of silliness in the dorm, Danny’s ‘end of Year 7’ living yearbook picture and the mid-orgasm group shoot that followed it. While there was a slight sense of melancholy that their first year at the school had been reduced to a handful of photos, the sheer joy of the many memories, most of which involved at least one of the boys ending up naked, easily brightened the mood.
Once the celebrations ended, they all retreated to their bunks, allowed an extra half hour after their normal lights-out time for the birthday.
“I can’t believe you booted Danny out of his own bed!” Chris whispered as he nuzzled against Nicky, the two boys sharing Chris and Danny’s conjoined bunks.
“He didn’t mind,” Nicky explained quietly. “Gave him a perfect excuse to sneak up and spend the night with Brian!” he chuckled. It was about an hour since lights out and Danny had not long snuck out of the dorm to go up to the other dorm .
It wasn’t the only move-around that had happened. Although they had done it quite discretely, Chris couldn’t help noticing that James and David had swapped bunks with Rob and Josh, meaning Josh was now back to a bottom bunk, seemingly out of fear that there could be a repeat of the previous night’s fall.
“Are you… thinking of doing this often?” Chris asked, sounding a little weary as he let his hand caress Nicky’s stomach.
“Ugh no!” Nicky said, sounding a little appalled. He chuckled quietly and said, “Sorry, didn’t mean it quite like that. I just… I like personal space when I sleep, so this is nice… but only occasionally!”
“That’s fair enough,” Chris said, nodding thoughtfully. “Although how do you feel about… the beds staying like this?”
“You mean am I okay with you and the guy you’re in love with sharing a bed every night?” Nicky asked with a smirk.
“Shhh!” Chris hissed, expecting the whole dorm to wake up and hear Nicky’s tease, though realistically most of them probably knew it anyway. “But… yeah. I mean, after the way things went down with Kyle, I just… I don’t wanna fuck stuff up again! Not with you!”
Nicky let out a gentle sigh. “Look, it can carry on but only if you make me a promise,” he requested.
“Sure, anything!” Chris insisted.
“Just… promise you’ll tell me if you and Danny ever start to become… more than just best friends, okay?” Nicky requested.
“I promise!” Chris replied fervently.
“Good, now whadda you say we finish your birthday celebrations properly? You got another load in ya?” Nicky asked playfully.
Following the ‘truth’ part of the earlier ‘truth or dare’, the dorm had moved onto the dares, which had mostly taken place out on the school grounds, with Chris being dared to streak in various places or simply outright expose himself to other students, all for the entertainment of his friends. His humiliation had, of course, aroused him excessively and he had cum three times in various places around the school grounds before they finally ran out of time and had to return to the dorm for bed.
“For you, always!” Chris said happily. “What ya thinking?”
Nicky answered with his movement instead of words, slipping down under the covers and shuffling round to bring his own crotch up towards Chris’ face. Chris immediately got the message and happily complied, yanking off Nicky’s shorts while the same was done to him.
Both boys started off by playing with the cock before them, stroking it playfully, enjoying the feeling of it lengthen and thicken before them. As Chris felt a tongue against his balls, he did the same to Nicky. As they went on, Chris copied every move Nicky made. He felt a tongue slide up the underside of his erection, he slid his tongue up Nicky’s. He felt hands gripping at his buttocks, he grasped tightly onto Nicky’s.
Nicky caught on quickly to what Chris was doing and took the opportunity to tease him a little, though in doing so knew he was ultimately teasing himself. He continued doing everything short of actually sucking the dick. He played with the balls, licking and sucking on them, he kissed Chris’ stomach and thighs, occasionally poking out his tongue to let it slide across smooth skin, all while knowing Chris was absolutely desperate to have his cock sucked. Despite the multiple loads that evening, his small cock was straining and dribbling a small bead of precum.
Finally, more to get his own relief than give Chris any, he took the cock into his mouth. He was able to take the full ten centimetres easily. Chris attempted to copy, but at just over twenty centimetres even a cock sucker with years of experience would have struggled. After two attempts and two near-chokings, Chris seemed content with sucking on just the first few inches instead.
With the slight relief of a mouth around his dick, Nicky was able to relax a little, reducing the pace again and sucking teasingly slowly. He occasionally had to reach down (or was it up) to slow Chris a little, wanting them both to blow at the same time.
Hearing a slight movement above, Chris opened his eyes and glanced up. In the gloomy darkness, he could just make out movement over the gap between Nicky and Mikey’s bunks. While he couldn’t be completely sure, he had a fairly strong suspicion Mikey was watching them. Rather than object, he enjoyed the thought of it, wondering if any of the boys on the opposite side of the dorm were also awake and watching the 69, though it was mostly concealed by the covers.
The thought of being watched quickly sped Chris towards climax and he whispered, “I’m gonna cum soon!”
“Okay, suck quicker!” Nicky urged.
Chris happily obliged, raising a hand to stroke the shaft while his mouth slid back and forth eagerly over the large head of Nicky’s oversized cock.
“Unnnh, yesss,” Chris hissed as he pumped a small load into Nicky’s mouth, rolling onto his back as he did so.
With Chris’ load eagerly swallowed down, Nicky took hold of his own cock and stroked it quickly. Chris had got him close so it didn’t take long before he was painting his new boyfriend’s face and chest with his messy load, his hefty balls churning out spurt after spurt. Finally spent, he rolled onto his back too, tilting his head to the side to rest against Chris’ smooth leg. He kissed it gently and felt the move once again mirrored as Chris playfully kissed his leg in return.
“Happy birthday, Chris,” Nicky whispered contentedly.