Chapter 4: Spilling The Beans

‘I don’t want to cause you unnecessary embarrassment by asking other boys about it, I know how fast stories spread around school. So, you can have two choices. I can look into it officially here at school and you can take that chance. Or you can call round and see me at home.’

‘If you do that, we can talk through it in complete privacy. Then there’s no need for any of the other boys to know anything about our conversation, especially Peter or Nelson. Or even Amy,’ he added, ‘It might upset her if she knew what you had done.’

‘That convinced me he was talking about my holiday with Nelson, although I still couldn’t believe that Nelson would have said anything to anyone. But the thought of Amy knowing what we’d done seemed like the end of the world.’

‘It’s your choice,’ he said, ‘At school or at home.’ ‘Home please,’ I answered immediately. ‘Ok,’ he said as he handed me a card. ‘Come and see me at home after school tomorrow, say four thirty. Off you go now.’ I hardly slept that night.’

‘I imagined the whole school finding out what Nelson and I had done. Then I felt sick at the idea of Amy finding out and imagined her look of disgust as she told me never to speak to her again. Then the thought of having to talk to Mr Clarkson about it seemed so terrible too.’

‘By the time I arrived here the next day, I was a nervous wreck. He let me in seeming quite friendly. We came in here and he told me to sit in the middle of the settee. He pulled up a dining chair and sat facing me, his knees just a few inches from mine.’

‘Now,’ he said, ‘You are here because I am concerned about you, and you want to keep the reason I am concerned secret from everyone else. Is that correct?’ ‘Yes.’ I agreed. ‘I’m going to ask you about what you did,’ he said, ‘So I can be sure of two things.’

‘One is that you both fully agreed to all the things that you did. Two that what you did won’t harm you now or in the future. If you can convince me of that, then we can forget all about it, is that understood?’ ‘Yes.’ I told him.’

‘But remember, if I get the feeling you are lying to me or withholding something, this private meeting is over immediately, and it becomes an issue to be dealt with more publicly at school. Is that also quite clear?’ ‘Yes.’ I told him, my heart feeling a bit of hope.’

‘Before you went on holiday had you had any previous sex play with anyone?’ he asked. ‘No,’ never.’ I said, ‘It just happened.’ ‘Are you still a virgin?’ he asked. I felt myself go red as I answered, ‘Yes.’ Then he told me that being a virgin always made teenage boys more likely to play with each other.’

‘It’s quite a natural and common happening,’ he assured me, ‘So there’s no need to feel embarrassed about telling me what happened. Did you enjoy everything that you did?’ he asked. ‘Yes,’ I assured him. ‘But you decided that you had to keep it a secret between you?’

‘Yes, definitely.’ I agreed. ‘Who was the first to suggest you never told anyone what you had done together?’ he asked. ‘Nelson,’ I told him, ‘But I was thinking just the same.’ I added. ‘Had you had any previous holidays with Nelson?’ he asked.’

‘Yes, two.’ I told him. ‘Did anything happen during either of those?’ ‘No, nothing.’ I assured him. ‘So, what do you consider was the main thing that made something happen this time?’ ‘Having to share a double bed, definitely.’ I told him after thinking about it.’

‘Yes, that happens a lot.’ he told me. ‘How many nights did you and Nelson sleep together?’ ‘Three, it was a bank holiday weekend.’ ‘Tell me in your own words what happened the first night.’ He instructed. I explained about waking up and finding Nelson up against my back and what had happened.’

‘What were you wearing?’ ‘We both just had shorts on.’ I told him. ‘Were you surprised that you had enjoyed it so much?’ he asked. ‘Yes.’ I admitted. ‘Did you say anything in the morning?’ he asked. ‘No, I just told him I’d slept like a log, so he wouldn’t feel embarrassed.’

‘What did you wear the second night?’ ‘Nothing.’ I said feeling so embarrassed. He asked, and I explained how that had come about. ‘Did you fire each other at the same time or separately?’ he asked. ‘Nelson fired me, then I fired him.’ I told him.’

‘What about the last night?’ ‘We fired each other, but this time in the open with the light on so we could see what we were doing. I fired Nelson first then he fired me.’ ‘Did you enjoy everything that you did together?’ he asked. When I said, ‘Yes.’ he asked, ‘Including kissing each other on the lips?’

‘Yes.’ I admitted. ‘Have you done anything together since the holiday?’ he asked. ‘No, we decided it would have been too risky.’ I told him. ‘And are you certain that Nelson was in favour of everything you did and enjoyed it as much as you did?’ he asked.’

‘Oh yes,’ I agreed, ‘There was no pressure from either of us.’ ‘I don’t see any problem with all that.’ he said smiling, ‘Lots of teenagers have done things like that together. Just let me recap so I can be certain I’ve understood it all correctly.’

‘You, Stephen Wright, went on a bank holiday weekend holiday with Nelson Williams. You shared not only a bedroom, but also a double bed. Over the three nights you saw each other naked and erect. You each played with the other’s cocks.’

‘You fired each other twice, and you shared your first kiss on the lips. You both enjoyed everything you did, and you were each happy to do it. Neither of you forced the other to do anything that you did. You did it all because you wanted to.’

‘You both felt excited about doing it and you liked being close to each other’s naked bodies. If you could repeat the holiday, both of you would be very happy to repeat it all again. Would you agree that is correct and sums it all up?’

‘Yes.’ I said, happy that he was sounding as if what we had done was no problem to anyone. ‘Good, I think we can keep this discussion between us.’ he said. ‘Are you still having nighttime dreams about firing or being fired by Nelson?’ he asked? ‘Yes, but not as often now.’ I admitted.

‘What has replaced them?’ he asked, ‘Dreams about Amy?’ ‘Yes.’ I agreed smiling. ‘Ok,’ he said, ‘I’m happy that you’ve done nothing that is going to hurt anyone. I also feel that nothing you have done will have any long-term effect on you or Nelson.’

‘So as far as anyone else is concerned, our conversation today never happened, OK.’ ‘Yes, thank you.’ I said feeling so relieved. ‘I want you to return here at the same time a month from today,’ he told me. ‘Just so that I can check that I’m right, and nothing is bothering you.’

‘I thought that was a small price to pay. He asked me for my phone number which I gave him. He saw me out and I walked home feeling very relieved. ‘Did you ask Nelson if he’d said anything?’ Danny asked. ‘I was going to.’ Stephen told him.’

‘But in the end, although I couldn’t see any other way that he could have known anything about it, I decided not to just in case I was wrong. If I was it would tell Nelson I didn’t trust him. It would also worry him that Mr Clarkson knew about what we had done.’

‘Thinking the matter was over and done with,’ I said nothing. ‘Did you go out with Amy on Saturday then?’ Danny asked. ‘Yes, we had a lovely afternoon at the fairground that had set up in the local park. On most of the rides the seating space was small, so we were often squashed together.’

‘When we walked around, Amy always took my arm. Then we went to McDonalds before going to the cinema where we held hands all through the film. When I saw her home, we stood at her front door kissing. I put my hand up between us and caressed both breasts.’

‘When I walked home, I felt great. We went out again twice before I returned here. The last time I slid my hand up inside her top and caressed her breasts directly over her bra. My trousers felt as if they were going to burst open.’