Alexander Morgan hated his expensive, yet exclusive, boarding school. He was bullied mercilessly by the rugby team and his only refuge was his room. Fortunately, as no one wanted to share a room with him, he enjoyed having a twin room all to himself...
As Much A Man by David Dale https://youtu.be/Pk1-3RTM_6k
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Clifton's POV.
I was awake well before Xander's alarm went off. It had been a good evening yet I hadn't slept that well.
When we entered the hall my father was already talking to Xander's father. It was like a love in. Both were saying complimentary things about us both, like how polite and respectful we had been when we had visited, and that we would be welcomed back at any time.
Coming from my father it surprised me. Not that Xander wouldn't be welcomed back but by him being so effusive about him. I could tell he was being sincere in his praise from his body language and gestures. It didn't sound like he was just buttering Xander's father up for business reasons.
We all dined out together at a nice restaurant. We had an earlyish meal as Xander's father was travelling back to London and then flying back to Hong Kong. My parents were staying over at a nearby hotel as Dad was coming to watch the game tomorrow. Hence the reason for my disturbed night.
Throughout the whole evening it was good to see our respective parents getting along, even splitting the bill equally without either one of them insisting on paying it in full. The conversation had flowed easily and hadn't reverted to our fathers talking about business to any great degree.
Xander's anxious fears regarding Angela seemed misplaced. I found her charming and really nice. She was really pretty too and turned heads, not only in the school hall but in the restaurant too. She had greeted Xander with a kiss and been really complimentary about his performances to him. I felt it was all genuinely meant but then again I didn't know her like Xander did.
When the alarm went off I picked up my wash things and towel and waited by the door for Xander to gather up his things.
"You look tired!" Xander remarked as he stood beside me. "Didn't you sleep well?"
"Not really. Dad staying over so he can come and watch today has rattled me a bit. I want him to be pleased with my performance no matter what the score is."
Xander chuckled. "And there's me thinking you're worrying about winning!"
He placed a hand on the door to stop me opening it and quickly kissed me, before placing his hand at the back of my head, pulling me towards him, kissing me passionately on the lips, forcing my lips apart and engaging in some serious tonsil tickling.
"Jeez Xander!" I exclaimed as we broke apart. "Now I will need a cold shower to kill the boner you have given me."
He threw his head back and laughed. "That's just to wish you all the best for this afternoon .... But no jerking off in the showers in case it tires you out!"
"Gee thanks!" I answered, covering my groin as I went to open the door again. "You could've just said! Doing that and getting me all worked up wasn't a good idea."
