Disclaimer: This story features sex between mature, consenting adults despite it occurring in a school environment. The subjects engaging in sexual intercourse are mature.
Chapter 1:
Benji stepped in the bathroom and found it, too his surprise, warm and steamy. Someone else was also showering this late. Naked, he walked over to the sink and drank a quick sip of water. He took a good look at his reflection and smiled at his good, pretty boy looks that always made him look a lot younger than he was, even though he was half way towards being nineteen. He knew he was hot. His body, a nice amber complexion, was toned to perfection, having spent much time being a top athlete in hockey, squash, swimming and athletics did nothing little to make his body as Herculean as possible. What made most people notice him however was the green eyes he had, despite being black.
After having had enough of his daily narcissist self-indulgence, he made his way towards the showers. Stepping in the showers he found the other late-night showerer to be Bruce McDunnet, a good friend of his. He too had a body to die for, but his was built more for size than tone, as Bruce played the demanding position of flank in rugby where size often counted a lot. He had big, beefy arms and pecks Arnold Schwarzenegger would envy for his age.
"Hey man, wassup?" Benji casually greeted his friend.
"Not bad hey. Just showering up and going to bed soon," replied Bruce, while absent-mindedly massaging his dick and washing his crack simultaneously. Of course this was something Benji did not fail to notice. Bruce's dick was huge, it was hard not to notice it. He realised that he would probably want to jerk off before he went to bed later on.
"You've been in here for a while," Benji enquired, referring to the level of steam that had collected in the poorly ventilated room.
"Not really... why?"
"I check there's a bit of steam in, that's all." Benji said, feeling slightly aware that he was almost flirting.
"Oh... yeah, there were a couple of other guys in just before you came. Sisqo and Zak." Bruce said.
Benji's mind immediately manifested the naughty images of the three hot boys showering together. Again he was reminded of the silent desperation he felt due to his craving for man flesh despite the colloquial appropriateness hindering him from being able to fulfil this desire. He was, after all, in a boys school that expressed the repressed conformity of conservatism, tradition and hyper-masculinity. Benji liked girls, but he also, equally, liked boys.
"So how come you're showering this late?" Bruce asked Benji, snapping him out of his daze.
"Oh I was on prefect duty tonight."
"Shit yeah, it's your turn isn't it. That means mine is tomorrow. Fuck!" Bruce said, making obvious his hatred for responsibility. Sometimes, Benji found that sexy about him.
"Yeah it's shit sometimes. I got fucked today. I was on duty in the hostel and on school grounds," Benji said.
"Oh damn. That's unlucky. But you know really, there isn't much that needs to be done on school grounds, I mean I don't do my duty there much anymore. I just make sure the kids leave the quad and that's it, I am off to break." Bruce shared.
"Really? I do the full deal. I walk around and check the spots." Benji told Bruce of his keenness for prefect duty.
"Hell no! Nah man, that's you alone hey."
"Not really, I do it with Leo usually. Sometimes Leo or Jace."
"Fuck. Well me and Micheal don't do that anymore. Don't tell me you still get the teacher and shit?" Bruce asked.
"Definitely not," laughed Benji.
"Good man, good. I was worried there for a sec," Bruce sounded relieved and amused. Benji paid close attention as Bruce touched his dick again without seeming to notice.
Benji decided to tell Bruce about his day. "Hey you know what was really interesting today? Me and Leo went around behind the science block trying to find smokers and I could have sworn I saw two kids kissing."
"What? Like two boys?" Bruce asked, seeming shocked.
"Yeah man, two boys. We are in Boys school after all, right?"
"Fuck. Are you sure?"
"Yeah well, not really. But it did look suspicious. I mean I they were pretty close and when they heard us, they quickly separated and ran off. It looked like your standard issue secret kissing, except that they were boys."
"Shit. Fucking hell. Well that is some shit. Did you see who it was?" Bruce asked.
"No we didn't... I was pretty surprised though."
"Yeah fucking no wonder, hey."
"Hmm." Benji agreed wordlessly.
He was thinking about the scene of the crime. The quiet location, the scared scramble the two suspects had made, it looked a lot like what it was. So... he wasn't the only boy in the school who liked boys. Good. But no surprise really, this was a large boys school and they had to be at least some gay or bi boys, other than himself. And sometimes urges got the better of you. Of course Benji knew better than to carry out his urges in places where someone might easily walk onto your sordid behaviour. Or at least he had never done so before. But he did wonder what it would have been like doing it in a public place like that. In fact he more than wondered, he fantasized it. He began to feel horny again. Without thinking about it really, he changed the subject.
"It's quite steamy in here, huh? You and the other guys heated it up pretty well." He said, realising that it sounded exactly like he was flirting.
Bruce didn't seem to notice. "Well you know Sisco, he loves to shower. Don't think there is any hot water where he comes from."
He laughed. Benji did too- a little too much even, trying to cover the slightly uncomfortable moment he just had. He felt suddenly very annoyed with his stupidity that resulted in him nearly blurting out his sexual desires. Not very shy, Benji was, but never when he knew there was too much to lose. The last thing he needed was the whole school thinking he was queer.
Bruce had left Benji alone soon. Taking his time, Benji finished showering. Stepping outside, he dried himself. He spent an unusually long time touching his asshole with the towel, his favourite place to pleasure himself. With his towel wrapped around him, he walked back to his room. Much to his surprise, he found Bruce standing by the door, wearing only boxers that did nothing to hide the size of his dick.
"Bruce, what's up man?" Benji asked.
"I wanted to talk to you about something." Bruce said, sounding a little ominous.
"Um... okay. What's up?"
