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

I watch as Jacoby glares at me and takes a seat on the floor next to Alex on the floor. I smile wickedly down at the both of them.

"Brian, Brian, Brian. You shouldn't ask so many questions, just go with the flow of things, y'know?" I say to him, a little more chilled out then I was earlier this day, it's probably the joint I shared with Matt earlier in the courtyard before dinner. I shake my hair from my face and get up behind Brian, gripping my hands onto his shoulders, pushing him down on the floor.

"Come on, sit down, take a load off. I assure you, you will never have had a party like this before in all your days." I say before laughing and taking my place in the circle next to my best friend Matt.

"Right, so Brian. This is Matt. That's Chris over there. Alex, says he knows you, Jacoby, obviously, Mick, you know already and there's sexy James and stoner Jimmy," I say pointing to everyone in turn, "And of course boys, this is Brian. The new kid." I say to everyone before looking back at Brian along with everyone else.

I wish people would stop referring to me as 'the new kid', yeah I've only been here a few hours but that's besides the point. Still, got to be better than jerk off, right?

I lift up a hand by way of greeting and just look round the room at all the people. I'm actually shitting myself right now, what the hell is going on? I look down to my feet, fiddling with the laces on my shoes. Awesome, my nerves have actually turned me into a 7 year old.

I smirk a little at how nervous he is. I grin at Mick before winking to him.

"So, Mick, would you like to be do the honours of deciding what tonights party theme will be?" I ask Mick with a knowing look before smiling back at Brian.

"Don't look so nervous Bri-Bear. We won't bite you."

Much.

I continue staring down at my feet, eyes closed. Mick's choosing the theme. I'm going to die/get raped or something equally as horrific. I look nervously across to Mick, who's smirking as if he's got something really twisted in mind.

I look acorss to the door, it's definitely locked, there's no way I'm getting out of this alive. I can see the eulogy now.

'Here Lies Brian Haner,
Drowned In A Sea Of Schoolboy Spunk'

The look on young Brian's face is priceless. He looks so afraid, bless him. Someone should give him a cuddle to make him feel better. Or help him to relax in other ways.

I wring my hands together, in mock contemplation, "Decisions, decisions..."

I stroke at my chin, as if playing with a goatee. Euw, facial hair. Get back to the point, Mick.

"Well, seeing as he's the new boy, maybe we should go a little easy on him. I mean, he's in here for the best reason ever." I say, "Maybe we should take our inspiration from that?"

I smirk a little at Zacky, hoping he gets what I'm going on about. Because I sure as hell don't. I'm too aroused to think of anything remotely coherent right now.

I roll my eyes over at Mick, noting to myself how completely useless he is before climbing to my feet and making my way over to him. I sit on Mick's shoulders and slap his cheeks a little.

"Right, since Mick is obviously too aroused at the prospects of the new boy being bond to my bed. I guess I'm gonna have to decide the theme." I sigh before going back to thinking of what we could do.

"Well, shall we go back to experimentation basis boys? Jacking off in front of each other?" I ask, still sat on Mick, my hands open out for any other suggestions, but I doubt there will be anymore.

"WHAT?!"

I practically jump to my feet, my arms up defensively in front of me, "There's no way I'm... no, fuck no."

This is not what I had in mind. I'm not doing anything like this in front of anyone. Fuck, I wouldn't even do this in front of Scarlett. I run to the door, attempting to get it open. Locked, with a key I don't have.

I turn round, back flat against the door, "No."

I do a frog leap off of Mick's back onto the floor before making my way towards Brian.

"Sssh. It's OK, it's nothing to be embarrassed about," I say in the most understanding voice I can put on, "We are all worried about the size of our dick at some point. It takes a real man to overcome his fears and get it out in front of other people. We all do it all the time. It's normal." I say to Brian with a smile.

I try to take Brian by the hand to pull him back into the main part of the room rather than being crammed against the door with him.

"Come on. It's OK." I say in an almost "teachery" voice. Man, I am good.

A real man? Fuck off, Zacky, my dick is nothing to be ashamed of! is what I'd be saying in an ideal world. But of course my autopilot takes over and I end up making incoherent whimpering noises, with the occasional 'fuck' thrown in.

I'm pretty much dragged back into the room, my eyes flitting around nervously, spying everyone looking at me again. To my relief, only a few of them now look like they want to eat me alive. Coby and Alex look sort of sorry for me. Matt, I think his name was, is too busy staring at Alex - indiscretely. Everyone else is staring at me like I'm a piece of meat. I'd laugh at the irony of the comment but y'know, I'm scared shitless.

Suddenly a brain wave overtakes me, "This wouldn't work anyway, I mean, I'm in a room of dudes, how am I supposed to get hard?"

"Ooooh sweetie. We knew you were coming so..." I say to him as I smirk and reach onto my desk and pluck a magazine from the side of the desk and hand it to him.

"You can share that with Mattie over there if it makes you feel less out of it." I smile before slinging my arm around Brian and sitting next to him on the floor.

"So, did we cater to your needs, Jerk-Off." I smirk shifting probably as close as I can to him.

Man, that joint really did do something to me. I need to at least keep some control here.

I wondered how long it'd be before that name was used. I look over at the magazine. 'Big Tits Monthly'. Christ, these guys really are gay. Bigger is not always better. I sigh heavily. I guess I have no choice.

"I guess I'll have to make do, right?"

I clutch the magazine and sit back down in the circle, not really sure what I'm supposed to be doing. Short of obviously jacking off in front of everyone, I'm still kind of clueless here.

"Good boy." I say to Brian as I pat him on the back and make my way out of the circle again, making my way around to Chris and sitting next to him so I can get full view of Brian. That and the fact that the camera is hidden under some pillows right behind me.

Now let's see what he's made of.

I smirk as I look around the circle.

"OK. Who wants to disrobe first? Give us all a little bit of a show? Coby?" I say to Jacoby with a smirk as I look over to him. He merely rolls his eyes at me and tells me to give him a jam to get his rocks off to. I never did understand his lingo, but never the less I shrug and grab the TV remote, turning it on so some crappy, slutty pop song can make Jacoby shake his "groove thang."

I look down to my feet again, I have a feeling I'm going to memorize what they look like over the next hour or so. I don't want to watch Coby getting naked, I don't want to watch any of them getting naked. I keep my eyes trained on the floor, feeling more uncomfortable than I've ever felt in my life right now. And I've been in traction.

The music filling the room is reminding me of home, of Scarlett. She loved this kind of junk. It's reminding me of the way she used to dance around her room. In those tiny Daisy Dukes...

NO! Oh God, no, stop thinking of that. You'll get hard and then these people will think it's because you're gay. You'll end up as someone's bitch. Stop imagining her.

"Oooh, that's my jam." I laugh as The Pussy Cat Dolls starts up. Some of the others in the room laugh, some of them groan in disgust.

"Ooooh come on. How the hell am I supposed to get myself all nice and hot for you guys if My Chemical Romance is playing?" I ask with a laugh, waving my arms around for emphasise. But a stern look from Zacky, telling me to shut up and just dance shuts me right up.

I start to unbutton my shirt slowly with a sigh, swaying my hips as I do so, humming along lightly to the music as I sway my hips. I can hear some of the guys already unzipping their pants and at that time I can't help but shoot a glance to Brian, feeling more and more sorry for him as the time passes.

As I hear the sounds of zips and some quiet comments on how good Coby looks now, I find myself slinking further into my little fantasy of Scarlett. She's in her pink room, a place I've only ever seen the inside of once, dancing like no-one's watching. The Daisy Dukes have been replace by the sweet little lacy underwear she used to wear, completely unbefitting of a preachers daughter. She's atop me now, mouthing the words to the song.

I can feel myself getting hard now, despite the voices of the men around me. I foolishly hazard a look upwards to see Coby moving in a sensual way to the music. I can't stop myself from looking him over. His body is flawless, smooth skin, just enough definition to show he keeps active but not to excess. There's a tug inside me which I can only assume is jealousy.

I don't focus on him for too long, that'd just be awkward. I drop my eyes back to the floor and try to drift back into my own fantasies.

I kick at Mick's hand as I can feel him trying to make me fall over.

"Get off me." I laugh to him as he tries to pull me down to the floor as I pull my pants off. I feel myself falling a little as Mick and by the looks of it, Zacky pull at my leg. I amazingly stay standing and throw my now discarded jeans at them.

"Just because you're jealous." I say matter-of-factly before taking a place on top of Mick and Zacky's laps, hearing them both groan as I sit on something rather sensitive.

I laugh, "That'll teach you." I say to them before turning back to look at Brian.

"So Bri, what did'ya think of my show before these boobs here fucked it up?" I ask him in the nicest way possible, just to get him a little more involved without making him too uncomfortable. But judging by the surroundings, that's going to be near enough impossible I think.

I lift my head back up to look at Coby, now perched on Zacky and Mick, something I can only imagine is some kind of blissful torture for them. I feel a little smirk tugging at my lips. Serves them right.

"Uh," I start, not really having an answer to Coby's question, "It was... quite a show?"

It's the best I can think of, my mind wasn't really in the room. Besides, what else could I say? Any kind of compliment would only lead to more accusations. I smile warmly at Coby, hoping he understands me.

I smile at him, "Well, I am glad I could be of some use to you." I laugh before climbing from Mick and Zacky, smirking back at them as I do so. I make my way over to Brian's side of the room, now only clad in my boxers and my shirt hanging loosely on my shoulders.

I take a seat next to Brian, on Alex's lap, which causes him to let out a groan of pain.

"Ooh, I am such a bitch today." I say before laughing and turning to Brian.

"So, how you liking this little party so far?" I ask Brian quietly so no one else, apart from Alex, can hear us speaking.

"You want the honest answer or the nice one?" I ask, "I've come fully equipped with both."

I lean across to them, not really wanting anyone else to hear my next question for fear of the backlash. The other boys seem to be more interested in their latest stripper but it's better to be safe than sorry.

"They were kidding about the jerking off, right? Just to psyche me out?"

I almost don't want to hear the response, I can kind of already guess what it's going to be.

I feel even more sorry for him now, even Alex pokes me in the side to show that he feels sorry for the guy as well. I move down a little more and cup my hand around Brian's ear to whisper to him.

"I'm guessing you've never done anything like this before then?" I ask him before looking at his face, he shakes his head slowly at me, I can almost hear his brain ticking over asking himself whether he should have done this by now or not.

"It's just something we do. We do it to get rid of sexual frustration normally anyway. But we also had this planned to see what you were made of." I shouldn't be telling him this, granted I am the leader of this wing of the school but I can still be demoted for breaking rules. But Alex doesn't seem to be prodding me in the side this time so I can only guess that he thinks I'm doing the right thing.

"Just play along please. Believe me, you'll be made fun of and your life will be made hell by these guys if you don't."

No difference there then...

I nod slowly at Coby's words. I really don't want to do this but I guess I've been left with no choice. I just hope they go easy on me, y'know it being my first time and everything. Although I'm pretty damn certain there's no chance of that. If anything they'll be even more harsh towards me.

"Okay."

I'm a drama student, I've just got to approach this like it's a play, like I'm acting with these people. Then it won't be so bad.

Another of the boys is now getting stripped down in front of us, Matt, I think they said his name was.

It's just a play.

He moves across in front of myself, Coby and Alex, his eyes trained on Alex the entire time it takes him to remove the shirt from his torso. He's scarily well built for someone of his age. His muscles have muscles.

It's just a play.

He starts removing his pants, still looking at Alex. Are those two fucking? No, Alex said he'd had a girl. And Coby said he'd been homophobic. And Zacky made a comment about me and Matt sharing the magazine. He must just be doing it as a joke, right?

"Oh God," I say as I roll off of Alex's lap and crawl across the floor to Brian's side, laughing a little as I do so.

"OK, I may be gay but there is no way I am going to be a muscle sandwich between these two." I say to Brian as I look over at Alex, laughing as he plays along with what's going on in front of him.

"Come on Brian, just throw your clothes off." I say to him with a shrug as if it's the most causal thing in the world, hoping that that makes it sound like less of a big deal because I bet he is probably scared shitless right about now.

"I don't even think Mick would be able to handle being the filling in one of their sandwiches." I say, a laugh bubbling up as Mick lets out a loud cry of 'just give me the chance!'.

As Coby lets out his comment, I look around the room, everyone's in various states of undress right about now. I take a deep breathe, being clothed would just make me stick out even more. Besides, it's not like I've never been around half naked men before.

It's a play, it's a play...

I figure it's best to do this quickly, they can't expect me to be an exhibitionist just yet, right? I grab the hem of my shirt and, after one final look round the room, I pull it off quickly, throwing it to one side.

Okay, easy part over. Now for the pants...

I watch the scenes are the room enfold in front of me, Zacky refusing to jack himself off so he's got Mick doing it for him. Mick grinning like a complete idiot at this prospect. I laugh to myself and shake my head before turning my head to Brian to thank him for being a normal guy that has come into this school but my speech is short lived as I see that Brian is now shirtless.

I look over his body subtly with a smile on my face, taking in his shape, his tanned skin and his colourful tattoos. Nice. Really nice.

I'm still pretty uncomfotable but I'm slowly getting into this. The whole play mantra is helping immensely, as is the fact I'm not being expected to do anything too nervewracking.

Yet.

I start on my jeans now, wanting to get the undressing over with pretty quickly, that way I won't stick out quite so much. I pull the zipper down quickly and wriggle out of them, throwing them aside, glad I decided to wear a decent pair of boxers today. God knows I have enough embarassing novelty pairs from Christmases.

I'm pretty sure I know what I'm supposed to be doing right now, actually doing it is another matter. I'm still somewhat hard, thanks to the consistent images in my head of my girl, but I'm not really an exhibitionist and the idea of doing this in front of everyone is causing the hardness I do have to dwindle.

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