RP:]] St Luke's Reform School For Young Gentlemen

"Nuh-uh!" I insist, trying to squirm out from underneath him, "You have to be nice to me today, it's my birthday!"

I lift my arms as best I can so I can try to tickle him off me but to no avail, I'm laughing too hard myself to get anywhere near him.

"This is cruel!" I whine, flailing my arms as I laugh, "This is abuse, Coby! You're an evil fiance, you could end up in jail for... for... depriving me of... uh... let me gooooo!"

I laugh evilly and low in my throat as I continue to leer over him.

"Oooh yeah? And then I'd be in jail, and then where would you be?" I ask him evilly as I try to grab at his arms to hold him down.

We continue fighting like this a little bit longer, us both swapping who is on top and who is tickling who. But we are suddenly interrupted by the sound of the phone ringing on my bedside table.

We both groan and I roll my head back against the bed, "if that's the double glazing company again I am gonna fake an orgasm over the phone this time."

Okay, this is perfectly innocent. I'm just calling him to wish him a happy birthday. Not because I need his help with Becky and how close we are to having sex. Nothing like that, no way, no how.

I can hear the door closing downstairs signalling everyone's left. Thank God, that makes everything easier. I don't have to worry about Dad Z coming in and freaking out over this.

I can hear the dull ringing noise playing in my ear. Come on Brian, pick up, pick uppppp!

"Remind me again why I'm not allowed to turn this off?" I ask no-one in particular. Stupid clients needing stupid help all the stupid time.

I grab my phone from the side and answer it without even looking at the caller ID. I lay back down on the bed and try my best to sound as polite as I can, something which isn't easy when you've got a semi-on from a tickling match.

"Brian Haner?"

I grin at Brian as he uses his business voice to talk to who ever is on the other end of the phone. I crawl up Brian's body as he listens to what the other person has got to say.

I let my hands just roam over him because he's not pushing me away.

"Wanna have phone sex?" I ask Brian even though I know he's not listening to me and I'm just talking to myself really.

Shit, he's busy and busy in the worst way and oh my God, Uncle J just asked about phone sex and... I should really say something right now before they start trying to freak out their mystery caller.

"Uh, hi Uncle Brian, uncle... uncle Jacoby." I say in a nervous, quick voice, "I um... just, uh thought I'd call to say happy birthday but you're obviously busy and I can call back later or... or never and..."

I hate having such a vivid imagination, my mind is fast filling with images I really, really never wanted to think about.

"SORRY I RUINED YOUR SEX!"

I crawl right up Brian's body, my hands resting on his shoulders, my fingers massaging at his hot, now dry, skin.

"Who is it?" I ask him now that he looks a little less relaxed than if it was a client on the other end.

But never the less, I still act as a bastard thinking it's probably his mom, by massaging his shoulders deeply and humping at his rapidly harden dick with my own cock.

I bite down hard on my lip, trying to stop myself from letting out any noises. The last thing the poor kid needs to hear is me crying out in pleasure. I turn to Coby and glare at him, trying to get across the point that while this is very, very, oh so fucking good, now is not the right time. I can feel myself drawing blood so I release my lip and try to cover my whimpering with a loud cough.

I pull the phone away from my ear and turn on the speakerphone function, figuring it might help me out with the reasons this is very wrong.

"So what's up, Chris?" I say, loudly, my voice sounding a little strangled.

I open my mouth to say hello to him too but then it registers who's name he has actually said. I widen my eyes and stare up at Brian, my mouth open in gasp and I must look hilarious.

"Opps," I say to myself with a small laugh before rolling off of Brian's lap and laying on the bed next to him.

"Hey Chris!" I say myself after I've draped my arm over Brian's chest, my chin resting on my arm as I listen to whatever the boys got to say.

This would be the only time I would stop making Brian feel good for a phone call. Chris is like Brian's son to him, more so than that bastard Josef of his, and I like that he's got that kind of relationship with him. So I wouldn't do anything to hurt it.

Oh my God! Are they having sex while I'm on the phone? Euw, euw, euw! I hold the phone away from my ear, not wanting to hear any of this, it's wrong, it's gross, it's playing over in my head!

I drop the phone on my bed at rub at my eyes, trying to get the images to just go away.

"Get. Out. Of. My. Head!"

As I hear Chris yelling at himself, I look back to Coby, an amused smile on my face, "Looks like you were a little too late there, baby."

I keep listening to the noises on the other end of the phone, trying not to laugh too much as he starts humming to himself and saying pleasant things just to get the images out of his head.

"You quite finished there, Chrissy?" I say a little louder than usual, I heard the thud of us hitting the bed.

"Chris, buddy, are you there?" I say to the phone with a confused look on my face.

I can hear something in the background on the other end of the phone, but I'm not sure if Chris is still there and it's just the dial tone.

I look up at Brian and cock my eyebrow at him.

"Do you think it was important what he wanted to ask you?"

"Becky, Becky, Becky, Becky, Becky..." I keep repeating to myself, trying to replace the scary sex with something nicer.

It's only after my thirtieth or so Becky that I hear the phone talking to me. Shit, I knew I should have hung up first. Brian sounds a lot less distressed now and Coby's talking too. I reach for it as if it's going to bite me before bringing it back to my ear.

"Uh... sorry, I just... happy birthday?"

"Cobes, he's a teenage boy, it's all a matter of life and death." I say, smiling.

Just as I've said this, I hear his voice again, wishing me happy birthday. Hopefully he's got over the little scare we just gave him. I don't know if I would be in his position. In fact I've been there, sort of, calling Coby during sex. Course I don't expect him to be drinking himself into a stupor over it but I know how awkward it can be.

"Thanks. But if you even try to give me birthday beatings again, I'm disowning you. I still have bruises from last year." I say.

I sigh and laugh a little at Chris's innocent little voice.

I love this little guy.

"Hey man! Nice to hear you're back with us again," I laugh as I still keep tracing shapes on Brian's chest and tracing his tattoos on his arms.

"Uh, I'm great, thanks."

I turn my head back to Coby and drop a little kiss on his lips, showing my appreciation for his actions. I turn back to phone because my neck won't stay that way forever.

"So, what's up? As much as I'd love to believe I was just that special, my birthday obviously wasn't the only reason you called. So, out with it."

[[This way's easier on my bandwidth, haha.]]

I smile as Brian breaks away from my lips.

I just lay there, my face looking up at Brian as he talks to Chris. He's such a good God Dad to him, it's another thing that I really love about him. Chris trusts him enough with his secrets and love life to talk to Brian, but not any of us major fags. It's quite endearing really.

I keep quiet as I just listen to Brian and Chris to find out the problem.

[[No problem. I am off to dinner now anyways, haha.]]

"Well, uh, you won't tell my dad's or Courtney will you coz... coz it'd just be really embarassing and I don't think I'd get out alive."

I hold my fingers up in the scout salute, even though he can't see me. I feel the actions need to be done too, "I promise. What's wrong, Chris, everything's okay, right? I mean, you're not in trouble, are you?"

I can almost hear him shaking his head, "No, no, I'm... it's about Becky and me. And it's not anything bad, it's good, really... sort of... um."

I look across to Coby, I'm sure he knows as well as I do that there's only one thing which can make any boy sound this terrified when it comes to women.

"Mmhmmm, Chrissy, would this have anything to do with sex?"

The line goes quiet for a long moment before Chris starts to laugh for a long while before finally answering, "Uh... yeah. Kinda."

I huge grin graces my face and I try hard not to squeal. I just shake around a little bit with the grin still on my face as Chris and Brian continue to talk.

"Aww," I say in a deadly silent whisper looking dead on at Brian.

I let out a small laugh at my own silliness at how cute this is. Even though it's talking about sex with my God son, it can still be cute!

Coby's enthusiasm over this is rubbing off on me now. I'm finding myself matching his goofy smile.

"What do you mean it's kinda about sex, Chris? Is she trying to pressure you into it?" Even as I ask it, I know it's not likely. She's a great girl, she'd never do anything like that.

"No! No, she's just... she's been kinda hinting at us maybe... and I don't know what... I'm kinda... scared that I'll mess it all up or... or I'll hurt her... or I'll do it wrong or I won't find anything and..." He says, voice running a mile a minute, "I don't want her to dump me coz I'm no good."

I can't help what comes out of my mouth now.

"Awww! Chrissie. She wouldn't do that Sweet Pea!" I say to the phone.

I look up at Brian and he's giving me a look that can only read, "You are really acting like the uncool Mom now."

I bite into my lip and dip my head down onto Brian's chest.

"Sorry, it slipped out," I say before letting out a small unsure laugh and then hiding my head in Brian's chest.

I can't help but laugh at him. He'd have been a great dad. He's a great uncle but he'd be an even greater dad. I wonder if it's too late for... I try to bring my mind back to the task in hand.

"Sorry about him. He's gone completely insane due to how amazing I am." I say, smiling down at the bundle of hair against me.

"You sure it's not the crack?" Chris asks, a nervous laugh.

"You want my help or do you want to die a lonely virgin with only cats for company? Coz I have embarassing stories about you, Christopher Baker-Sanders."

He knows I'm only teasing but he goes quiet anyway.

"Yeah, that's what I thought."

I punch Brian gently in the arm and shake my head at him, "Don't be horrible!" I say to him before glaring at him playfully and looking back at the phone.

"Don't worry about him Chris. He just thinks he can get away with murder because he's the birthday boy. Now, don't worry about Becky, seriously, just do what feels right man. I know that sounds as cliché as hell but it's true."

I start muttering under my breath about how I could so get away with murder, it's only fair, besides Coby couldn't be without me while I was locked up so he'd have to get me off or I'd run off with a prison guard.

"Yeah, but what if more feels right for her than more or the other way round or... I'm really nervous here."

I finish my quiet little impressions of a hot prison guard sweeping me off my feet and turn my attentions back to the issue at hand. Chris and girlfriend.

"Chris, you don't need to worry about it. Maybe you should try experimenting with other things before you go the full way? Hands, mouths, they're both great sexual tools as well."

"Yeah, I mean, you don't just jump into the sea on a freezing cold day at any old place. You test the temperate, you make sure it's deep enough for diving. You don't need to do everything all at once."

I don't know what it is with me and the analogies, but oh well, it got my point across.

I mean, have you even seen her naked yet?" I ask Chris this, because I remember the first time Brian ever saw my cock in an intimate moment between us, he laughed so hard out of nerves that he actually ran away from me and down the hallways, in his Y-fronts.

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