Thanks again to those who reviewed. Yay! a new chapter is up, and this took me ages to write, just to get the ending just perfect. I hope it's just perfect anyway, it took me three or four times or writing, deleting and writing again. Anyway, I'll leave you to it to decide for yourselves. Hope you enjoy...

Boarding School Hell

"I don't care what you two were doing in there, you know that it is against the rules," Mr Hallings, the on duty teacher and the deputy headmaster told the two teens that were stood in his office, "And I know for a fact that you were smoking down there! I can smell it on you!"

"Actually, sir, I was smoking," Chris piped up, "Wyatt wasn't. He was just there…"

"Chris, I expect more off you. Wyatt I can just about let off that he doesn't know every single rule, but you…you've been caught down there one too many times…"

"So you're gonna suspend me." Chris rolled his green eyes.

"I don't want to, but I…"

"Look, sir, I took him down there," Wyatt interrupted, "I got him there so he'd talk to me. He's just got back from home and…"

"Wyatt, I know it wasn't just you," The aging teacher shook his head as he leaned back in his chair, "Chris should know better…"

"Chris was not in the state to know better, sir," Wyatt argued, "He's just got back from home after some bad news and you're telling him he shouldn't be messing up. That's ridiculous."

"Mr Halliwell, I suggest you calm down."

Wyatt knew he should calm down, but he was starting to hate this teacher. He had no idea what Chris was going through, and if they had not gone down to the hut Wyatt seriously doubted that he would have opened up about it.

"Calm down…" Wyatt started but was cut off by his lover.

"Sir, yes I should have known better, and I shouldn't let what's going on at home affect me so much, but I can't help it. I'm only human. And if you want to suspend me for making that stupid mistake then fine, do it. Just send me back home where there's nobody there for me…" Chris felt his chest tightening around him and the lump growing at the back of his throat. The thought of being at home now scared him. Sure, he could spend his time at the hospital with his grandfather, but the state he was become meant that he would not fully know who Chris was and that he was there.

"Chris, I have no other choice. You were on your last warning." Mr Hallings said, sitting forward in his chair. He could see the look in Chris' eyes, and knew the trouble he was going through. After all, he had just got back today from being at home.

"If you're going to suspend him then suspend me too," Wyatt spoke up, "I was the one that got him to go down there."

"Mr Halliwell, I'm warning you to calm down. I know what you were expelled for at your old school, and this temper will only…"

Wyatt blew up inside, what was it that this guy did not understand? The blonde 17-year-old leaned forward on Mr Halling's desk, without thinking of the consequences.

"You know what I did at my old school, do you? Well, guess what I can quite easily do it again."

"Mr Halliwell!"

"Wyatt!" But he ignored the calls from both the other males in the room.

"I took Chris down to the hut, it was my fault. You can't suspend him for that. But if you're going to, you're gonna have to suspend me too. Both of us were down there, so both of us are in trouble."

"I'm not going to suspend you for being down in the hut, Mr Halliwell," Mr Hallings now stood up from his chair, "But I am going to suspend you for threatening me."

Wyatt's blue eyes met his teachers, a triumphant smirk played on his lips.

"Both of you are suspended for a week, I suggest you start packing."

"Hey, Parker, what's going on?" Wyatt smiled into the phone, hearing his brother's voice. He was relieved, he could not hear his mother's voice right now, he needed to get through the phone before Mr Hallings did, before his mom could find out he had been suspended. A week and a half into the school semester and he had already been suspended, and he said he was not going to get into trouble. But technically he did not get into trouble, he put himself in it to help Chris, "That's great, Parker, really great. Now I need you to do me a favour," Wyatt looked behind him to see Chris leaning on a wall. He winked with a smile and then turned back to the phone, "I need you to keep mom and dad away from the phone, ok? No, I've been suspended, don't tell them…yeah, yeah, I know, I said no more trouble, but this is me. I can't stay out of trouble, can I?" Wyatt chuckled into the telephone, "I don't have long, but I need you to keep mom and dad away from the phone, I'm not coming home so they won't find out. Two seconds," Wyatt turned to his lover, "Do they send letters home?" Seeing Chris nod his head, Wyatt spoke back into the phone, "And anything that comes from the school for mom and dad, I need you and Matt to grab it, ok? You know I'd do the same for you. They can't find out I've been suspended, ok? No, I'm staying at a friend's house…yeah, there's a couple of us been suspended so it's ok. Promise me you won't tell mom and dad? I'll be forever in your debt, Parker, please?" Wyatt sighed as his brother agreed to hide his secret, "Thank you, you're a star, Parker. Don't tell Matt either, he can't keep a secret to save his life, just tell him to keep an eye out for the letter. Thank you, see you soon bud. Bye."

Wyatt hung up and turned to the brunette behind him.

"You shouldn't have done that, you'll end up in more trouble." Chris sighed, as he wrapped his arms around the blonde's waist, burrowing his head in his neck.

"You can't get suspended on your own, you can't go home on your own," Wyatt pulled his brunette lover as close as he could to him, and kissed him gently on the head, "C'mon, let's get going."

"Thanks." Chris smiled as he paid the taxi driver once he had got out of the cab. He turned, holding onto his bag, to see Wyatt looking at the apartment, "It's nothing impressive, but it was fine for me and my grandpa." He stated as they both climbed the stairs to the front door. Wyatt took Chris' bag so he could unlock the door, allowing the two in.

"You're gonna tell me you live on the top floor now, aren't you?" But he saw Chris shake his head with a smile.

"We live on the fourth." We? Chris thought to himself, It's just me now, well will be soon.

As they made their way up the stairs to the apartment, Chris was stopped by a young woman.

"Oh, Chris sweetie, I thought you said you were going back to school today?"

"Yeah, I was going to, Sam, but decided not to in the end." Chris smiled at the young female, who Wyatt decided must have been in her early twenties. She was cute and blonde, someone that Wyatt would have gone for if he had not have met Chris. Chris had changed everything for him, Wyatt would never have got himself suspended too for a friend but for Chris everything was different.

"Well, I've got to rush, Chris, give my love to your grandpa will you?"

"Course I will, Sam. Have you got a date?"

"Yes, and he'll be waiting outside for me."

As Sam ran down the stairs, Chris saw his lover's gaze follow her. He rolled his green eyes with a slight snort, which got Wyatt's attention.

"What?"

"You checking her out! She's too old for you, anyway."

"And she's taken, Chris, and so am I if I remember right." Wyatt snaked his arm around Chris' waist once they had got to the front door of the apartment. The blonde 17-year-old got as close behind his lover as he could, while Chris tried to unlock the door.

"Wy, don't…" Chris moaned as his boyfriend kissed his neck, gently sucking at times. Chris bit his bottom lip as he finally got the key in the door and unlocked it. The door opened, so both boys could get through the door with their bags, and then was closed behind them. Wyatt pinned Chris against the door and kissed him hungrily.

"And they think suspending us is punishment." Wyatt smirked, looking deep into the Perry's sea green eyes. He could tell from the look in his eyes a smile was playing on his face. The younger off the two leaned in for another kiss, his hand slipping underneath the other's T-shirt resting on his hip. Wyatt moved his mouth to kiss Chris' ear and started sucking and biting his neck, while both hands lifted the T-shirt up so Chris would take it off. Once Chris was stripped off his T-shirt, the two 17-year-olds began to move further into the apartment, Chris leading Wyatt to the living room while stripping him off his T-shirt. They both collapsed on the couch, kissing each other passionately, their tongues fighting for dominance. This time Chris won, as he straddled Wyatt, teasing him while rubbing his nipples with his thumbs. Wyatt moaned into Chris' mouth, just as Chris moved his hands to unfasten Wyatt's jeans.

Hearing the zipper, Wyatt picked his lover up and laid him on the couch, climbing on top of him, sucking on one nipple while playing with the other, making them both go hard under his touch. As he heard Chris moan his name, Wyatt used his free hand to unfasten Chris' belt and jeans, then pulled them and his boxers off in one.

Chris looked down, he knew Wyatt was nervous about this, he could see and feel his lovers hands on his thighs while he met his gaze.

"You don't have to if you don't want." Chris smiled and sat up on his elbows.

"I want to," Wyatt whispered in the brunette's ear, "Just tell me if I'm doing it wrong." He gave his lover a soft kiss on the lips and then worked his way down his body, until he got to his hard member. Wyatt took the member into his mouth, alternating between sucking and licking.

As soon as Chris felt the blonde's wet mouth around him he was in ecstasy, to say Wyatt did not know what he was doing, he was pushing all the right buttons. His back arched as Wyatt sucked him harder, his tongue teasing every now and again. The eldest teen wrapped his fingers round the youngest's blonde curls with one hand, the other hand gripping the back of the couch as waves of pleasure ran through him. He felt like he could explode any minute, and grabbed Wyatt's hand with his that was playing with the curls before, interlocking their fingers.

"Fuck, Wy…I'm gonna…oh fuck, I'm…shit." Chris could say as his back arched with the final wave of pleasure, shooting his seed into his lover's inviting mouth.

Wyatt swallowed the semen, leaving a salty but yet sweet taste in his mouth, and then looked up to his brunette lover who was still panting on the couch.

"Good then?" Was all that Wyatt could say with a smile on his face, while Chris got his bearings back. The brunette 17-year-old looked up to see his boyfriend's eyes on him. He sat up slightly, kissing Wyatt hard, pulling him back on top of him.

"Maybe, we should go to your room." Wyatt whispered. He was not quite sure why he was whispering, there was nobody else in the apartment, but it just seemed appropriate. Chris smiled and nodded as they both sat up. Wyatt stood up, holding his unfastened jeans up with one hand, and pulling a fully naked Chris up with the other.

"Let go." Chris smiled, still sat on the couch. Once Wyatt had let go of his jeans, they gave into gravity and began to fall, Chris assisted them so they fell completely.

Wyatt rolled his baby blue eyes as he stepped out of the fallen clothes, but then gasped as he felt Chris devouring his aching member.

"Chris…bedroom…" But the brunette was ignoring him, teasing him with his tongue, lightly licking the head. He looked up with a mischievous smile, to see a look of lust in Wyatt's eyes. He kissed, sucked and licked his way up the muscular body to a standing position.

"C'mon then, bedroom."

Wyatt groaned slightly frustrated, sexually of course, as he followed the eldest to his room, wrapping his arms around him, pressing his rock-hard member into the back of him.

Chris smiled at what he was feeling as he put his hand on his bedroom door handle. He stopped before he turned to face his lover, now having Wyatt's throbbing member pressing against his own. He kissed him gently on the lips and looked into his eyes.

"Tell me if you want to stop." Chris knew where it would lead to in his bedroom, but feared Wyatt was not ready for it. After all, they had only been together a week and a half, and Chris had been away for a week of that. Sure, Wyatt had had sex, but it had always been with girls, this was his first time with a male, and Chris did not want to rush him.

Wyatt knew he was giving into the lust as he shook his head, kissing Chris, snaking his tongue into the fairly well known territory. The bedroom door opened with a squeak and Chris led them both into the room, crashing into the bed. Their kisses never stopped, even as they both landed on top of the bed. Once they climbed onto the bed properly, the only light coming from the moon and the still open bedroom door, Chris took control, straddling his lover, their fingers entangled with each other's. Chris moved to kiss and suck on Wyatt's neck and collarbone, causing him to moan in pleasure. He knew Wyatt needed release, but was still in a teasing mood. As he gripped Wyatt's throbbing member with one of his hands, he sucked on his nipple, masturbating Wyatt, slowly, teasing him still.

"Chris…fuck me…" Wyatt moaned, looking down to watch his lover. Chris looked up with a smile and stopped what he was doing to reach over to the top draw of his desk. Wyatt watched, confused at what his lover was doing, but then saw Chris place a tub of lube on his nightstand and he felt his heart rate rise.

Chris leaned over to kiss Wyatt again, "Are you ok?" He could see flashes of worry in the Halliwell's eyes and wanted to comfort him.

Wyatt sighed, they had got this far, and as much as he wanted to sleep with Chris he was beginning to worry. What was it like? Who was going to do who? Had Chris done it before? So many questions ran through his head, questions that could only be answered if he actually asked the brunette on top of him.

Chris climbed off Wyatt, and laid on his side next to the blonde. He put his hand on his blonde lover's cheek and smiled gently.

"You're disappointed." Wyatt sighed, almost speaking to himself, but Chris heard him and frowned.

"I'm not disappointed," Chris whispered, "I told you to tell me if you want to stop. We have plenty of time to go further, you just told me to fuck you so…"

"I know, I'm just…God, I sound like a girl!" Wyatt shook his head, and then felt the cold night air in the room. He started to get under the covers and heard Chris laugh slightly, "What?"

Chris climbed into the bed with his lover and then pulled him to him, so Wyatt laid with his head on the brunette's chest, "Nothing. You don't sound like a girl, don't worry."

"I'm sorry."

"What for?"

"Disappointing you."

"I've already said, I'm not disappointed. There's plenty of time for it. We have all week here and we share a room at school. Just because we're together doesn't mean we have to have sex."

Wyatt sighed, while Chris stroked his hair, as they laid in bed in silence for a few minutes.

"How many guys have you slept with?" Wyatt asked, "I mean, you said you've never slept with Ben, but you've done it before right?"

"I've done it once," Chris sighed, "Just once, but nobody at the school."

"Is that the reason you broke up with your girlfriend?"

"Partly," Chris laughed, "I broke up with my ex for lots of different reasons. What are you worried about, Wy?"

Wyatt sighed, closing his eyes as he entwined his fingers with Chris'.

"Not worried as such, just…I don't know, it's different. Everything about us is different to what I'm used to and…I just…well, want to take it a little slower." Chris smiled and kissed Wyatt's blonde curls.

"We'll take it as slow as you want."

They both laid in silence again for a minute or two until Chris felt movement coming from his boyfriend.

"Wyatt?"

"Sorry, I'm just still hard and...Oh Chris..." Wyatt began but then felt Chris' hand grip his still hard member, masturbating him, causing Wyatt to feel the waves of pleasure running through him, "Chris..." Wyatt moaned, turning his head so he could suck on Chris' chest to muffle the moans he knew was coming as the pleasure factor increased.

Chris felt Wyatt's body tensing on top of him, and used his spare hand to stroke the blonde's neck and back, whilst he continued to rub Wyatt's throbbing member with the other.

"Oh, Chris...I'm go..gonna...I'm...gonna come..." And with that, Wyatt spurted his seed all over Chris' abdomen, letting his body relax from his orgasm.

"Better?" Chris asked in a whisper, kissing Wyatt's head, but there was no reply. He looked down slightly, to see Wyatt's eyes closed, his breathing gently. He laid back, with a smile on his face as he fell asleep with his lover wrapped in his arms.

So, what did you think? I know Wyatt seems to be back and forth, but I just figured that's what he'd do. I know someone who acted similar, so I'm trying to use him for help in writing this. Please let me know how it reads :D