Le Petit Nicolas
Chapter 13 - The Wednesday

He wasn't sure if he was dreaming. Yes, it seemed like a dream, or the worst nightmare, the one where you keep escaping, feeling that they are about to get you. No, it was happening for real, Charles realized that. His vision faded out, he felt truly weak, betrayed, lost and anxious. The betrayal wasn't expected – the person he trusted the most stabbed him in his back mercilessly, everything seemed lost. Or maybe he ignored some obvious signs? Yes, everything was clear now. “Oh, poor Geoffroy. What is he going to do?” The man thought, trying to comfort himself.

It was still early. The Wednesday morning welcomed him with a warm breeze as he started preparing for his meeting with Mathias. They were trying to arrange the business deal for weeks, and now, finally, everything was set. The details were somewhat unclear to everyone. But even the newspapers started to rumor that Mathias's school will be even better, even more popular, becoming the most prestigious and biggest school in France. Not to mention the fact, that the principal was getting more power, simply to increase the income school was generating. Of course, the newspapers knew it all. They described Charles as a man, who had friends in the government, telling that it wasn't a problem for him to convince some people that his idea will benefit them all. But Charles was honest and believed that some special, clever children require more than the standard education. He wanted to make the world a little better place.

Then he recalled it. Geoffroy was awfully quiet this morning but he completely ignored it, he couldn't remember if they talked. Sure, he remembered Geoffroy's scent. Just when he was about to leave he ruffled his son's hair and hugged him, wishing all the best. His boy smiled at him, yes, he could remember Geoffroy's grin as well. The man was going to reveal the big surprise to Geoffroy later that day, wondering how his son will react. After all, everything Charles did was only to make his growing boy happy.

Charles still needed to sort a few things around the city so it was a few minutes after midday as he walked into his friend's house, feeling totally relaxed. After all, it was just a formality, everything was discussed. To finalize their deal he needed one or two signatures on the paper. It was all set, his greatest gift to the world. Naturally, he was also a bit excited.

“Oh, to start with, Geoffroy and Nicolas won't be school today. Could you perhaps...” Charles pleaded, recalling his son's request.

“Done already. I know I'm not able to keep the kids coming to school when the summer is so close.” Mathias answered, nodding his head. “Where are they?”

“In the park, I think. You know, the one near our home. It's pretty safe in there I guess. At least they aren't spending their time playing some computer games.”

“Ah, just like us. We liked that little park as well.” Mathias recalled, walking over to a mini-bar seeking for something to drink. He waited for some kind of reply but quickly noticed that Charles was looking at the documents he found on the desk. These were the ones they needed. It took a while before he answered.

“Yeah, I remember. It's quite a nice place, no wonder they go there all the time. I would do the same if I had enough time.” Charles stated, looking at his friend. “I do really need more time. We will be leaving for holidays next Monday. Do you have some plans yet?”

“Whiskey? We should celebrate our agreement, I guess?” The man suggested, grabbing the bottle, full of amber-like fluid and two glasses.

“Can't, you know, driving a car.” Geoffroy's father explained and then added. “Some juice, please. Also... yes... I'm really happy to know that thanks to us France will be full of decent doctors, lawyers, and officials, just in a few years from now. We seriously need some change.”

“Well, not really. Even if you study the medicine you can drop it for no reason like you did. Three years, wasn't it?” Mathias asked, giving Charles glass full of orange juice. He was never able to understand his friend's decision. Mathias remained calm as they talked, the agreement itself wasn't very important to him. Or, not that important. For the most of his life, he was a poor man, who was now about to reach the peak, all by himself. His eyes narrowed as he recalled something and then smiled, listening as Charles once more explained what happened in his past.

“My father died and they wanted me to take care of his business. Of course, thanks to it I'm still able to name all of the bones, but this is useless. I hope that any child educated in your school will be actually smarter than me. We both are giving them a chance. Such a big chance.” Charles explained, his voice was all excited as he grabbed the glass and took a sip.

“Right, your father, a true man.” Mathias stated, faking his smile. “You never realized how bad he was? What he did? A true one motherfucker. I hated him, you know that.” He stood up and walked closer to the window, waiting patiently. Now he felt like a winner, all his life he was thinking of this very moment. Year after year, month after month. And the last few days that made him even more obsessed with his dream, Mathias knew it was getting closer.

“I'm listening. I feel like we should just discuss this once for all and leave the past behind, Mathias.”

The older man stared at the clock and started talking, speaking slowly and marking every word as if it was really important. This was his great prelude, the hour of his triumph. The moment that they both will remember for rest of their lives.

“You know how it feels when someone turns your life upside down? Just because he hates you? This is how I would describe your old man.” Mathias looked directly at Charles.

Just then Charles noticed that he wasn't really hearing his friend. All the words seemed to sound longer than usual, along with the extra ringing in his head. He felt a bit weak. “No, could it be?” The young man thought and covered his eyes with his hand, trying to concentrate. Looking at the clock, which showed twenty minutes after one in the afternoon Charles sensed a cold chunk of ice in his stomach as he realized that something bad wad happening to his son right now. He wanted to get up but couldn't, he needed to run, to save him, to save them both. Another few words ringed in his head, his friend was still talking.

“I planned this for a long time. You and Geoffroy were always so perfect. He is just like you.” The man seemed to get angry, speaking louder than before. “You will pay for your father's fatal mistake. I promised him.”

Someone entered the room. Two big, shadowy figures dragged Charles as his vision became totally black. Then, the man felt that his hands were all tied up and he was not able to move anymore. So this was true. A betrayal! Now, there were driving him to some other place, but he wasn't even able to tell when he was. Still believed that this was a dream, Charles hoped to wake up. He wasn't able to hear the school principal anymore. Instead, the anxious man heard only his own thoughts, which were crushing his mind.

He prayed, hoping that Geoffroy was safe. ”He must be safe! He is with Nicolas and they can't be separated. They will take care of each other!” The flickering bright light filled his vision, his heart beating getting faster and faster and soon, after a short while, they dragged him into another room.

Charles wanted to fight. And to understand what exactly was going on.

***

“Stop it, you are all stressed!” Nicolas murmured, looking at Geoffroy. The boy's face seemed a little pale. They were already late - Clotaire's house was on the other side of the street they needed to cross. The neighborhood wasn't familiar to them, so they needed to ask for the directions a few times.

Geoffroy rolled his eyes. “Of course I'm stressed.” He thought, feeling that he was a total mess as soon as he realized how many weak points their plan had. The boy wanted to stay calm and control his feelings but it wasn't as easy as he suspected. So, now his hands were shaking as he looked at Nicolas, who tried to comfort him, saying that their plan wasn't that bad or, it was the only plan they have. Well, that was true, but on the other hand, he couldn't believe it. They were learning fast from their mistake and now had to pay the price for it. For a teenage boy like him, the fear was unbearable, he felt happy that Nicolas was nearby.

“Easy to say. You aren't about to blow him. This is disgusting.” Geoffroy sighed, looking at his boyfriend. The whole idea of putting anyone penis in his mouth seemed bad. Geoffroy questioned his own sexuality, as for this moment only Nick was making him horny. He could do everything for that little precious boy. But for any other...

“You won't blow him. Just keep him busy while I look for his mobile. Once more, I will grab it, delete the video and then we run away, leaving him behind. Since you will be so close to his pants you may as well kick his balls.” Nicolas suggested and repeated all steps of his plan as if this could make it easier.

“And what if he won't allow you to come inside?” Geoffroy asked.

“Then I will offer to suck him as well. Come on, this can't be that hard. He's stupid...” The black-haired boy snarled as they both crossed the street, getting closer and closer to their target. “Just imagine. We will get rid of that record and won't make the same mistake again. Ok, Geoff?” He rested his hand on his friend's shoulder.

Taking a deep breath Geoffroy ringed the bell, feeling the not-so-pleasant sensation all over his guts and checked the time. They got there just in time, but something kept telling him that he should run away. But as soon as he tried that Nicolas grabbed his hand. Geoffroy's eyes were full of fear - before Nicolas could say anything they heard the door being unlocked. Clotaire opened them right away as if he was waiting behind the wall for the whole time. His face expressed true happiness as he looked at Geoffroy.

After a moment he noticed Nicolas standing in the doorway as well. Now, he was a bit disappointed – more people meant more problems. After all, he did have his own plan, which did not include Nicolas presence. Clotaire started wondering if he should allow Nicolas to get inside, knowing that the little, fragile kid wasn't any harm to him. Sure, the man he was corresponding with would be surely willing to share some more photos of his sons for one movie featuring Nicolas. Always the smallest boy in class, so weak, so young. Making Geoffroy suffer in front of his boyfriend seemed even better, and he wanted to make it happen.

“Oh, you want to see your boyfriend servicing me like a whore?” Their classmate smirked, as he looked at Nicolas, feeling like a winner. “Not a problem for me. Get in.”

“Could you keep your comments to yourself?” Geoffroy asked, but received no answer as they walked in. “I feel humiliated enough.”

Clotaire's house wasn't by any means nice - the whole building seemed really old, as it was built almost seventy or eighty years ago. The boy's family moved there just two years ago as they sold the old house due to the financial problems. It was dusty, dark inside, as their tormentor did not turn the lights on. It smelled like a cat or a bunch of cats. Yes, the smell was the worst part about it. Clotaire lead them to his room, which looked different than rest of the unusual place. As soon as the boys entered it they figured out they were in a trouble. The room was a mess and this was most probably the biggest mess they ever seen.

On the left side – a lot of boxes, up the ceiling. The boxes filled with different stuff, old toys, books, magazines, clothes. It seemed like Clotaire's family just moved there just yesterday and nobody bothered to unpack the things. Next to the boxes, there was a big bed, a lot of dirty clothes under it. On the other side of the room, they could see Clotaire's desk, but the keyboard was barely visible under the stacks of random things covering it. Nicolas tried to locate the mobile phone right away but this wasn't possible. There were so many items to focus on - he felt all dizzy. Geoffroy looked at him for a short moment raising his eyebrows, making a confused face before Clotaire spoke once more, teasing Nicolas and making them both more and more annoyed. Oh, he used his current position and fully took advantage of it.

“Now, Geoffroy, should I sit on the chair, so Nicolas will see me cum all over your face?” Clotaire asked, grabbing his crotch and pointing at the blond haired boy, smiling wildly.

“I would prefer you to stand and turn your back to Nicolas.” Geoffroy suggested, hoping that his classmate will agree.

“Well, fine. Should we start?” Clotaire looked at his victim and turned away from Nicolas. The boy immediately started looking for the mobile phone. He only hoped that it was indeed somewhere on the desk and not under the bed, where he wouldn't be able to reach it.

Watching as Geoffroy knelt in front of the older boy Nicolas felt a cold sweat on his neck. He had only a few moments left. “Oh come on, this can not be that complicated, it must be in there!” The black-haired kid thought, biting his lip. He hoped that such a useful item would be on the top, and not under the pile of other randomly stacked things. Trying to walk as quiet as possible he walked closer to the desk. But his classmate was really focused on Geoffroy, not altered at all. His dream boy was in front of him. Broken, weak, humiliated.

“You can touch it, feel it.” Clotaire insisted and watched as Geoffroy followed his order, reaching for the visible bulge in standing boy's pants. He pressed it with his fingers, enough to feel that the shape wasn't really small, but fully erected.

“Harder. Run your fingers over it. Yeah.“ Clotaire instructed. “Big, isn't it? I hope you will be able to take it all...” Geoffroy's strokes became faster as he touched the whole shaft, starting at the bulge, not daring to raise his head up and look into his tormentor's eyes. “Say it, you can't wait to suck it.”

“I can't wait to suck you.” Geoffroy whispered through his clenched teeth. “Hurry up Nick!” He thought, unable to see his boyfriend, hoping that everything was fine and he won't need to go any further.

The little boy was in a panic. Standing next to Clotaire's desk and computer he was still unable to see anything. Nicolas reached with his hand to some books and slowly moved them to the side, causing one of them to fall onto the floor. Clotaire totally ignored the sound as he gave Geoffroy another command. The one that made it all worse.

“Alright, unzip my pants, I think there's no time to lose.” He said with a smile no one was able to see. His desires were growing.

Trying to move his hands as slow as possible, wanting to give Nicolas some extra time Geoffroy began unbuttoning his classmate's pants. As soon as he did that the older boy slid the pants down by himself, visibly annoyed by the way Geoffroy was delaying things. Clotaire was now proudly standing in front of them in nothing but a tight underwear and shirt. He looked at his beloved friend and wondered if they will enjoy it. Of course, he wanted to force Geoffroy into something much wilder, but the first impression was also important. Clotaire knew that Geoffroy was afraid of him and that he wasn't really willing to play their little game. But he had no choice.

“Alright, time for you to see a real, big dick.” Clotaire smirked and laughed nervously. Nicolas couldn't help but stare at his classmate's buttocks which were now slowly exposing as Geoffroy started slipping the boy's underwear off.

“Strange.” Geoffroy thought. He felt a little horny as he was stripping his classmate, he also trying to compare Clotaire's body with his own, knowing that the boy was much more developed. Watching as the pubic mound was revealed, covered with a thin growth of dark hair Geoffroy gulped and stopped just at the base of erected shaft, trapped in the underwear. He was sweating and felt dryness in his throat.

“I'm sorry, can I have a glass of water before we start?” He asked, looking at Clotaire.

“You know how to destroy such a beautiful moment, right?” Clotaire asked and turned his head to Nicolas. “The kitchen is down the hall. Bring him a glass of water. Be quick about it.”

Nodding, Nicolas left the room without saying a single word. He rushed into the kitchen, feeling sensing that he was just wasting his time. Trying to find another possible solution, he struggled and almost cried. Clotaire's mobile was nowhere to be found, Geoffroy was about to suck their tormentor and he couldn't help him in any way. Pouring the glass of water he wondered if he should attack Clotaire, perhaps they would be able to win. “Maybe I could grab his legs...” He thought as he walked into the room and noticed that Clotaire was already fully naked, not wearing a single piece of clothing. Nicolas walked beside him and stared at his classmate, as he gave the water to Geoffroy.

Not ashamed, not at all. Clotaire wanted to display his attributes the best possible way. His penis was bigger than Geoffroy's but only by a tiny bit. About one centimeter longer and thicker. The head was smooth, red, and already leaking, only partially covered by the tight, silky foreskin. A blue, big vein located on the side of the erected organ seemed to pulsate every second. Of course, Clotaire's testicles were also bigger and they hung down in the tight sack filled with sperm. What struck Nicolas was the fact that Clotaire wasn't embarrassed, but rather proud, knowing that he was the biggest one in this room. Taking a sip of water Geoffroy closed his eyes for a second. He prepared for it, knowing that he won't be able to avoid the sexual interaction that was about to happen.

“Ok, ready?” Clotaire asked and pointed over to his desk. “Put the glass away now, you will surely need it once you swallow.” He smirked.

Taking the glass from Geoffroy Nicolas walked closer to the desk. Using the opportunity he placed his hand on Clotaire's clothes, lying on the top of the table. Then he felt it. A rectangular shape was hidden just under the fresh laundry. His heart started beating faster as he realized what this could be. “We made it, Geoffroy!” Nicolas thought. Behind his back, Geoffroy was really nervous as he heard the next command.

“Start playing with it. Slowly. I have a surprise for you.”

Carefully grabbing his classmate's penis Geoffroy wasn't really eager to tighten his hand around Clotaire's hard shaft. The blond-haired teen acted really slowly, he gripped the base of his classmate's penis, leaning closer by a tiny bit. Then, as he started retracting Clotaire's foreskin he understood what the boy meant. The underside of the glans was full of dried-up spots of sperm and smegma. The sharp smell filled his nostrils right away, he knew that Clotaire did it on purpose.

“Yeah, I haven't showered for like one week.” Clotaire hissed

Geoffroy couldn't imagine touching it with his fingers, not to mention his tongue. This thought alone made him feel sick, as he realized how much he hated everything that was happening. But little he knew that this was just a beginning. Slowly stroking Clotaire's length he looked up to see that their tormentor closed his eyes. This allowed Geoffroy to take a quick look at Nicolas, who was still standing beside the desk. The black-haired kid reached to grab Clotaire's mobile phone and slowly pulled it out of a pile of clothes. There was no pin code, nothing. Nicolas wasted no second as he started navigating to the gallery.

“Start sucking me already.” Clotaire ordered and grabbed Geoffroy's head, moving him closer, getting more impatient. Now, he could feel Geoffroy's warm breath on his penis. Oh, the excitement was overwhelming as he looked down at the almost crying boy, who he was about to abuse.

But Geoffroy was unable to do anything. He barely parted his lips in a quiet gasp as he noticed that Clotaire did not wait and moved forward. The older boy's slippery organ brushed against his lips, smearing precum all over them. This was how Clotaire imagined it – his victim's soft lips all around his shaft, sucking on it, tongue playing with it, swallowing every drop of sperm. And that was about to happen. He smiled and pushed himself even more into Geoffroy's face, feeling that the boy's clenched teeth were standing in the way.

“Perhaps Nick would like to watch...” Clotaire stated all of sudden and turned around to see the little boy using his mobile phone. “Wait, what, how dare you!” He rushed to Nicolas and grabbed the mobile only to see the message that confirmed his suspicions.

The black mind, furiousness. This was what happened to Clotaire in the next second as he realized what happened. The video was no more, the only copy he had, his only chance. Figuring out he had nothing to lose, not now when he was almost there, the oldest teen allowed the fury to control him. Oh no, he couldn't allow the small, black-haired boy to stand in his way. Nicolas was always a problem. “Standing between me and Geoffroy. Geoffroy is mine.” He said and looked around to see Geoffroy getting up and walking towards him. The world stopped for a second as he recalled what he needed to do.

“Geoffroy is mine.” Clotaire repeated in a low voice, not sure if anyone was able to hear it. His face became red, eyes went black as he squeezed his hand into the fist. Putting his right leg forward he brought his left arm to his side, as he tried to aim strictly for Geoffroy's jaw. This was supposed to knock him out in one hit. Seemed so simple.

Before Geoffroy was able to recall what happened he looked at the clock hanging on the wall. “13:30. I should...” A single thought inhabited his mind before he felt terrible pain and everything turned black in a matter of seconds. The peaceful black color, filled with silence. He wasn't even able to hear Nicolas scream that happened shortly after. Clotaire succeeded, he temporally eliminated the biggest threat to his plan.

As Geoffroy's body fell on floor Clotaire wasted no time and assaulted poor Nicolas. Smacked the shocked the young teen across the face he pinned him against the wall, quickly reaching for the duct tape. Nicolas was barely breathing, he was not able to comprehend what was going on. He was unable to react as he felt that his hands and legs were tied together. His body rested on the floor next to Geoffroy's. He watched his boyfriend's face, he seemed so peaceful, almost sleeping. “Is he... No...” Nicolas quickly noticed that Geoffroy was breathing.

Using the tape again Clotaire started tying up Geoffroy, making sure that the blond-haired boy won't be able to free himself anytime soon. Bounding the teenager's hands behind his back Clotaire turned him over to tape his mouth and legs as well. Everything was under his control. The silent voice in his head kept reminding him what he needed to do, telling that there was no escape. Not anymore.

“You will be surprised once you wake up in few minutes.” He stared blankly at the handsome boy's face and brushed it with his fingers. “I'm sorry, I did not have another choice. As for you...” He turned his attention to Nicolas.

“Please, Clotaire...” Nicolas tried to say something but was quickly silenced as his classmate stood over him. The hint of satisfaction could be seen in Clotaire's eyes as he watched the defenseless boy lying on the floor.

“You will need to finish what he started I guess.” Clotaire grabbed his semi-erected organ and sat down on Nicolas's chest, placing his crotch right next to the little boy's chin. Oh, the idea of abusing his younger classmate was perfect enough, even if Nicolas wasn't his dream boy. “Thanks to you I will need to record another movie. Featuring not one but two sluts.” Clotaire explained and smiled as he grabbed his father's camera. “All set!”

Nicolas was truly scared, unable to escape his fate. Seeing that Clotaire was getting closer he tried wiggling his body to the sides, hoping to get free. He was like a helpless animal sensing the danger, his instincts were telling him to run. The erected shaft touched his chin, he sensed Clotaire's sharp scent and clenched his mouth tight, hoping to delay the attack. Clotaire rubbed his cock against smaller boy's face, smearing the sticky pre-ejaculate all over it. Knowing that Nicolas won't be so willing to open his mouth he repositioned himself and placed the glans against his victim's lips, smearing then with precum. Within a few minutes, they were glistening, full of it. The boy started masturbating, still pushing himself onto Nicolas's face.

Being on the edge for so long Clotaire reached the climax just after a few strokes, the excitement and sweet taste of victory overwhelmed him. Everything happened so fast and yet he succeeded. Letting out a short groan he pushed even harder, sensing that his load was leaving his body. He cummed all over Nicolas's tightly closed lips, covered them with milky-white hot sperm. There was too much of it – it leaked to the sides, down his victim's face. Clotaire raised his hips to allow some more extra strings to splatter against the boy's face. A single drop of the fresh load landed next to Nicolas's nostrils, filling them with the sharp scent of semen right away. Nicolas noticed it right away, the scent was stronger, so different from his or Geoffroy's smell. The poor, bound boy did not dare to open his lips, he took a deep breath, trying to relax, inhaling on the not pleasant scent.

“Good, great. This will be really hot...” Clotaire smiled, squeezing his penis, watching as the last tiny drop of his boyish juice appeared on the top. “You are so weak. Poor petit Nicolas.” Now he grinned, looking at the little boy's face.

A single tear rolled down Nicolas's cheek, as he tried to turn his face away from his tormentor. “I need to fight him. For Geoffroy!” Nicolas thought and looked at his boyfriend, who was still blacked-out. Feeling like vomiting he opened his lips, tasting single the drops of still hot, sticky semen he allowed to leak inside.

“Is he really ok?” The black-haired young teen asked.

“Oh don't be such a cry-baby. He will wake up in a few moments. Just in time for some fun.” Clotaire smiled, looking at his softening shaft. “This is going to be amazing. How do you feel now? Weak? Pathetic? Yes, you should feel week, you are a little shit. You know, I could let you go if you promise to leave Geoffroy all for me. I will fuck him every day for the rest of summer.”

Nicolas wasn't able to answer. His throat was now filled with a big lump, as he started sobbing uncontrollably, knowing that nobody could save them now. They were at mercy of Clotaire and it seemed that their classmate wanted to get it all.