Ben pulled up his trousers and rebuttoned his shirt as he made his way towards the bathroom door. Jordan exited the cubical stark naked to stop the young Mitchell from leaving. "Ben, wait!" He exclaimed grabbing him by the arm and pushing him against the wall.
"What you do want!" Ben squirmed while checking out the dark, toned body that had him pinned up against the wall.
"You can't tell anyone about his, you hear?" Jordan threatened as he ran his ring finger down Ben's chubby chest. "Or else we do far worse to you!" He whispered in his ear before gently nibbling down on his ear lobe.
Ben closed his eye as he felt Jordan bite down on his ear, he let out a pleasured sigh. "Uh huh." He muttered as he ran his arm round to Jordan's firm ass.
Liam emerged from the toilet cubicle, fully clothed. He strutted over and ran his arms around both the boys waists. Reaching in he kissed Ben on the lips and then let his tongue worm it's way into the older boys mouth. He had learnt all he knew from the best!
"Got to go, boys. Enjoy!" Liam laughed as he exited the room. He hurried down the hallway and down the stairs, running towards the gym. Bursting through the main doors he ran into the changing room only to be met by billows of steam and the sound of running showers.
He dropped his school bag on the ground and creped across the tiled floor towards the showers.
As Liam peered round the wall, the shower stopped and a tall, skinny blonde lad turned to meet his eye.
"Your late." The blonde announced, shaking the excess water off of his head. It was Peter Beale, Liam's "buddy". Walford High had a system where someone from the oldest year would befriend, support and tutor someone from the youngest year. Peter had taken that role to a new level. "Come here. Now" Peter demanded.
Liam bit his lip as he strolled across the shower to Peter, he admired the older boys handsome, muscular physique. Unbuckling his belt as he walked, Liam dropped his trousers and briefs and began to unbutton his shirt. By the time he reached Peter, he was nude with only the cap on a cap on his head.
"You know I don't like lateness, Liam." Peter told him as his cock rubbed up against the young Butchers. The two cocks fought like swords as they brushed up against each other. Peter was quite big, around seven or eight inches uncut. For some reason, Liam was cut for some reason and was large for his age.
Peter took both dicks into his hand and rubbed them against each other, running his finger round the head of Liam's penis. He let go and pulled the finger up to his nose, smelling the sweaty aroma of the young boys cut cock. "Smells like you've been busy!" Peter smirked. "That's my boy." He joked, pulling Liam in for a passionate kiss.
Peter reached out and turned the shower on, grabbing a bottle of shower gel as he broke away from Liam's clinch. Squirting out some of the shower gel into his palm, his eyes met Liam's hungry grin.
Rubbing the gel into the young boys torso, Peter leant in for another kiss. Peter moaned and then pushed Liam up against the wall. They were both serious now. They pulled back from the kiss and chests heaving, looked at each other. Peter ran his hands over Liam's shoulders, and then his chest and stomach, still looking at Liam full in the face.
The bell then rung. The end of the break. Liam frowned and huffed as he heard the rattle of the old school bell. "Next time." Peter smiled as he turned around and walked out of the shower room.
Liam looked down sadly. Would there even be a next time, Peter would be leaving school in a matter of days. He knew next time, meant nothing.