Chapter 6: Paying for Silence

‘All the people who stay here are usually families or good friends.’ They told me. ‘By sticking to double beds, it saves us chopping and changing the rooms around. I thanked them for their help, and said I hoped to visit soon.’

‘So now I have a problem. I saw the look you and Paul gave each other when I announced the homework. That, coupled with you both omitting to mention who you were on holiday with, made me very suspicious.’

‘Now I have learned that you spent a whole week sleeping together, it concerns me. I know boys will be boys, but I am concerned that you may have got into doing something that could harm one or both of you. So as your teacher, I’m bound to look into it.’

‘I can do that in one of two ways. Here at school, which will mean I have to ask around other boys to see if you’ve been up to anything with them. And of course I’ll have to interview Paul as well. With all that going on, it’s bound to leak out that the two of you have slept together for a week.’

‘I’m sure you realise what sort of stories that will produce, as well as the teasing and dirty jokes that will circulate. I don’t want to subject either of you to that if I can avoid it. So alternatively, I can invite you to call at my home.’

‘There we can have a chat in complete privacy. If you’re honest with me, I can advise you if I need to or forget it if I don’t.’ You can choose which option you want.’ ‘I didn’t hesitate,’ Adrian said. ‘To stop it becoming public knowledge I’d have agreed to anything.’

‘It didn’t occur to me then, but that was in effect exactly what I had just done. He gave me a card with his address on it. ‘Come straight after school tomorrow,’ he ordered. ‘At this moment,’ he added, ‘No one but the two of us know of my suspicions. Keeping it that way is now entirely in your hands.’

‘I walked home terrified. Not of going to see him, but of anyone at school finding out what we’d done.’ ‘Did you tell Paul?’ Danny asked. ‘No, I was going to. But by the time I saw him at school the next day I had slept on it.’

‘I knew if I did, it wouldn’t change anything for me. But then Paul would be worrying too. So, I decided to say nothing. At least until I’d been to see Mr Clarkson that evening.’ Danny smiled at him, ‘Friendship can be hard at times, can’t it?’

Adrian nodded, then continued, ‘I came here on the Friday, and we came into this room. He told me to sit in that armchair,’ he said pointing. ‘Then he pulled up a dining chair and sat very close up in front of me. Our knees were almost touching.’

‘Now let me warn you,’ he said. ‘I have a good idea what you probably did together. What concerns me is how far you went, what pressures were involved on each of you, and the effects if any that it all had on you.’

‘Be honest with me, and no matter what it is, it’ll stay between us. But make me think you’re hiding things from me, and we’ll do it all at school instead. Understood? ‘Yes,’ I said, ‘I was feeling so glad that it wouldn’t go any further, but very embarrassed at the thought of what I might have to tell him.’

‘Let me get a bit more background first,’ he said. ‘Whose parents were you with?’ ‘Pauls.’ I told him. ‘When did you first discover you’d be sharing a bed?’ he asked.’

‘Not until we arrived and put our things into our room.’ I told him. ‘How did you both feel?’ he asked. ‘We were surprised,’ I told him. ‘We knew we would be sharing a room, and that didn’t bother us, but neither of us had ever shared a bed with anyone before.’

‘What was your reaction?’ he asked. ‘We looked at each other and said, ‘This will be a new experience.’ ‘Well, you’ve both seen each other naked before haven’t you?’ ‘When I looked surprised, he said, ‘When you get changed for sports.’

‘Oh, yes,’ I said. ‘Had you seen each other naked anywhere else?’ he asked. ‘Only when we’d been swimming together out of school,’ I told him. ‘I presume you looked at each other’s bodies occasionally,’ he said, ‘How did you feel about Paul’s size, compared to you?’

‘I envied him a bit,’ I admitted. ‘His whole body, or just his cock?’ he asked. ‘Both.’ I admitted. ‘So, when you got into bed that first night you saw each other naked, then what did you wear in bed?’ ‘We both had T shirts and shorts on.’ I told him.’

‘When two people sleep in a double bed, they always come together in their sleep at some stage,’ he told me. ‘What was your contact like on that first night?’ ‘We just had an arm over each other’s shoulders.’ I told him. ‘Didn’t you touch anywhere else?’ ‘No, definitely not.’ I said firmly.’

‘So that must have been the second night then.’ he said, more as a statement than a question. ‘What did you wear in bed the second night.’ ‘The same, T shirt and shorts.’ ‘So, which was the first night you were in bed naked together?’ he demanded.’

‘I know it happened.’ he said as I hesitated. ‘Remember what happens if you lie to me.’ ‘The fourth night.’ I admitted. ‘Did you fire each other on or after that night?’ ‘Both.’ I said going very red. ‘Was it planned?’ he asked. ‘No, certainly not.’ I replied firmly.’

‘Tell me how it came about,’ he said. ‘Remember my concern is not so much what you did, but whether either of you were forced to do it.’ ‘The fourth night when we stripped for bed,’ I told him, ‘We both went hard unexpectedly, so then we decided to try firing each other.’

‘Did you put Paul under any pressure to make him fire you?’ he asked. ‘No, definitely not,’ I said, ‘He was as excited as I was.’ ‘So, he didn’t force you either then?’ ‘No, I wanted to try it too.’ ‘Ok, that’s fair enough,’ he said. ‘Did you both enjoy it?’ ‘Yes.’ I told him with a smile.’

‘Is that why you repeated it the following night?’ ‘Yes.’ ‘Which way did you do it each night?’ ‘One at a time the first time, and both together the second time.’ I admitted. He didn’t seem to be surprised or bothered at what I was telling him.’

‘I just wanted to make sure he knew we had both agreed to what we had done.’ ‘Had either of you regretted anything you’d done at that point?’ he asked. ‘No, definitely not.’ I said firmly. ‘Ok, I’m tending to believe you so far.’ he told me.’

‘Having fired each other two nights running, who decided you should try something different the next night?’ ‘Paul suggested something, but only if I agreed.’ I answered. ‘He didn’t push you in any way?’ ‘No, not in the slightest.’ ‘And then you did it to him next?’ ‘Yes.’

‘Was Paul happy about you doing it to him?’ ‘Yes very.’ Did he force you to do it to him in any way?’ ‘No, he told me that I didn’t have to do it to him just because he’d done it to me. I did it because I wanted to.’ ‘That’s very good to hear.’ Mr Clarkson said.’

‘What was it that you did to each other?’ ‘We sucked each other.’ I told him wondering what he must be thinking of me. ‘What about the last night?’ ‘We repeated it, but this time both at the same time.’ ‘And have you done anything to each other since?’ ‘No, never.’

‘How did you like it when you kissed each other on the lips?’ he asked. I went red again, ‘It was nice, I said, ‘We’d never kissed anyone on the lips before. How did you know we’d done that?’ I asked as the thought hit me.’

‘A guess,’ he admitted, ‘But the likelihood of you not doing so, after all the other things you had done was very unlikely. Why haven’t you done anything since your holidays?’ he asked. ‘We were too scared of getting caught.’ I admitted.’

‘So, if you were to go on another holiday with Paul, is there anything you wouldn’t want to repeat?’ ‘No, nothing.’ I said firmly. ‘How about Paul?’ ‘I’m sure he would feel exactly the same.’ I replied. ‘Good,’ he said smiling.’

‘I’m now feeling sure that whatever you did was voluntary for both of you. And everything you’ve done, you both found enjoyable. That means it won’t harm you. It’s looking very much like you’ve allayed my main concerns.’