Milton Academy - Part 2

All characters are consenting adults (18+) 

After the incident in the forest, I decided to keep a closer eye on Glen. Naturally, I kept my distance to avoid getting on his bad side, but I’d always been quite talented at blending in.

I was certain that I’d simply stumbled upon a secretive relationship that had evidently blossomed throughout the year, and expected to notice some romantic moments between the two, but after a week of spying on them, the only thing I noticed was that Connor seemed to be completely indebted to Glen.

In the evenings, when Glen returned from wherever he was, Connor made a point of acknowledging him. In the mornings, when we’d head for the canteen for breakfast, Connor always allowed Glen ahead of him in the queue. It didn’t matter what the situation was, Connor appeared totally submissive.

At first, I put it down to the same dynamic I had witnessed in the forest, and who was I to judge? If their hidden relationship revolved around some kinky power play, then so be it, but the more I focused my attention on Glen, the more I began to notice certain other things, too.

One Wednesday night, as most of us lay sleeping, I heard hushed whispers across the room. It was late enough that whoever it was didn’t seem to worry about being overheard, and a few minutes later, Glen tip toed by my bed wearing just his underwear. I turned over to go asleep, assuming that he was just taking a piss, and that’s when I saw Glen’s friend, Mikey Devoy, following a moment later.

As I lay there contemplating whether I was simply overthinking things, now that I knew Glen’s secret, I made a decision that could have almost certainly ended with two black eyes.

The school was an eerie place at night. Hell, it was an eerie place during the day, too, but walking down to the basement after midnight wasn’t my brightest idea. It was almost pitch black, and I had to hold the wall to make sure I didn’t trip and reveal myself, but I had little to worry about.

“Deeper” I heard Glen mumble, “I wanna feel it”.

My eyes widened as I peered around the wall. For a moment, I wondered if I had been mistaken, and it had actually been Connor whom had followed Glen downstairs, but when I saw the silhouettes of the two naked young men, I knew for sure that it was Mikey, and what Mikey was doing, was almost as shocking as what Connor had been doing.

“Yeah, you like licking my asshole, don’t you, slave?” Glen growled, reaching back and holding his best friend’s head between his butt cheeks. My heart began to race even faster as my cock stiffened. “Go on, eat that ass!” He spat, “I want you to go to bed with the taste of my hole in your mouth”.

Mikey sucked and slurped on Glen’s asshole, and I had no idea how to feel about it. They weren’t just friends, they were best friends, and I’d lost count of how many times the pair of them had teamed up to be douchebags to whoever they decided to torment.

“How long has it been?” Glen asked, turning around and presenting his cock, which Mikey began to jerk without even being asked.

“Three weeks” he replied, stroking Glen until his cock hardened.

“Three weeks without cumming” he scoffed, “why is that, slave?”

“Because your cock is the only cock that matters, sir” Mikey whispered, kissing his friend’s shaft.

“Exactly, and when are you permitted to cum, slave?”

“When I’m on your cock, sir”.

“So, what are you waiting for?”

I watched, doing my best to keep my frantic breathing quiet, as Mikey got to his feet and dropped his briefs. He spat onto his hand as he turned his back from Glen and grabbed hold of his friend’s rod.

“I’m not doing the work, bitch” Glen spat, “make it happen”.

“Yes sir”.

Mikey lubed Glen’s cock up with his own spit before backing his ass onto it. I could hear his grunts and gasps as he fed his best friend’s cock up his asshole, and Glen simply watched as Mikey impaled himself.

“Is it in?” Glen asked, keeping his arms by his side as Mikey tried to adjust to his hole being stretched open.

“Y… Yes sir”

“Then why aren’t you fucking yourself on it?”

“Sorry sir” he moaned, and I couldn’t believe my eyes as Mikey began to thrust his ass up and down Glen’s rod.

Just like Glen, Mikey was a guy who I had never liked. Despite the fact that they were both from wealthy families, the two of them acted like tough guys, but to see them like this. To see Mikey like this, was absurd.

“Feeling that in your little cock, boy?” Glen chuckled, seemingly totally unbothered by what was happening as Mikey whimpered and moaned.

“Uh huh” he gasped.

“Well, if you can make yourself cum before I do, then you’ll be able to release that three week load you’ve got” he smirked, “otherwise, I guess you’ll have to wait”.

Mikey pumped harder. His ass bounced off Glen’s groin as he frantically fucked himself, and I couldn’t help but rub my cock through my damp briefs. Although I didn’t like either of them, there was no denying that the scene before me was even hotter than the one with Connor.

“You better hurry up, slave” Glen said, “I’m getting close”.

He sped up. The sound of sex echoed through the dark, cold basement, and a few moments later, Glen grabbed hold of his friend’s hips and hammered him roughly.

“Fuck!” He snarled, holding himself deep inside Mikey’s bowels, and just as he came, so did I.

The sperm oozed out of the fabric of my underwear and dripped onto the concrete between my bare feet, and just as the orgasm washed over me, Glen dragged his cock from Mikey’s swollen hole and sighed contently.

“Guess you’ll have to wait” he smirked, as Mikey stood before him with a pin hard erection. “Clean me up”.

I could hardly stand up. I watched through glassy eyes as Mikey got back to his knees, completely ignoring his own, very obvious needs, and sucked Glen’s tool back into his mouth, a few seconds later, they both pulled their underwear back on, and I scrambled aside as they headed toward the staircase.

“I’ll be checking your sheets in the morning, slave” Glen said as they walked up the steps, “if I see a single droplet of cum, you know what will happen”.

“Yes sir” he replied, “thank you for letting me serve you”.

“Shush” Glen growled, stepping directly onto my warm load, but apparently not even noticing. “You know the rules. We can’t risk anybody knowing about this”.

“Yes sir… I mean, sure, Glen”.

My mind was blown. Seeing Connor sucking Glen’s cock was surprising, but watching him fuck Mikey was insane. None of the three even seemed gay, but being gay was the least shocking thing that I’d seen. Not only was Glen using both young men, but there was some strange BDSM situation going on with the three of them, too. To say I was confused, was an understatement, but I was also extremely curious.

Things began to make sense in the days that followed. Connor wasn’t the only one to secretly obey Glen, and I watched closely each time Mikey offered his friend a seat, or gave Glen food from his lunch tray. It was like he had them both over a barrel, and I was determined to work out why.

“Hey” I smiled to Connor one afternoon as he sat outside on the steps studying.

“Oh, hey” he replied, shielding his eyes from the sun and pushing his glasses up his nose.

“Mind if I sit?”

“No, go ahead” he replied.

Connor had always been shy, but I’d never had a reason to dislike him. Anytime we’d spoken in the past, we’d gotten on quite well.

“This sucks, huh?” He chuckled, holding up whatever book he was reading.

“Yeah” I smiled, “but not as much as him” I added, and nodded toward Glen who was playing soccer with Mikey and Dean in the distance. I watched Connor as he gulped.

“He’s not too bad” he shrugged, and returned to his book.

“Come on, man” I laughed, “he’s the world’s biggest dipshit!”

He forced a smile, but I could tell I was making him uncomfortable. “You two aren’t friends, are you?” I pressed, and he shook his head. “Ah” I nodded, “it’s just that I saw you two coming out of the forest a few weeks ago, I thought you might have been hanging out or something”.

“No!” He almost yelped, “I mean, no, it’s nothing like that, I was just helping him with something”.

“Oh yeah? What?”

His face lost all colour as he scrambled to come up with a story.

“I uh… I was just um… I…”

“I know what you were doing” I said, and his eyes widened, “I don’t care” I added, “you’re both adults, but are you… I mean, is he forcing you to do this?”

Connor’s cheeks burned red, but the look of shock on his face only intensified at my question.

“Forced?” He scoffed, “no, definitely not”.

“Then why did you do it?”

“Have you seen him?” He laughed, and got to his feet. “When a guy that hot makes an offer that good, how could anybody say no?”

Connor stuffed his books into his bag and turned to walk away.

“Wait!” I called, and he looked back at me. “What offer?”

Connor grinned. Despite the fact that he was the biggest nerd in the entire school, he was quite cute.

“You really wanna know?” He asked, and I nodded intently. “Well, if you want to know, meet me in the basement tonight at midnight”. He continued walking toward the door before turning around once more. “But if you really wanna know” he smirked, “be prepared to work for it”.