News travels... (Gay)

“Thank you John...” Oakley smirked as he climbed out of your bed, glancing back at you with a waned smile. “That wass wonderful.” The pale naked lad lisped faintly, picking up his silky panties off of your bed. He tossed them on his shoulder, and proudly with his head held high strolled out of the room. Well aware the other lads in the room were watching him, plainly Oakley was proud he had gotten a supposedly straight lad to have sex with him.

You lay there panting for breath for a few minutes, until the morning alarm goes off signaling that it was time to get up. Climbing out of bed, you become aware of your roommates avoiding your gaze. Grabbing your towel and robe you hurry off to the bathroom, taking your morning shower almost alone as you roommates avoid showering near you. You had not been very close to most of them, but you had through better of Ernie. Once showered and dressed, you head down to the great hall for breakfast. As you walk along the corridors Hannah Abbott falls in beside you, not that you think much of it at first.

“Good mornin' John.” She greets you softly, as you climb the stairs towards the great hall. Glancing over at her you return the greeting with a smile, noting the troubled look on her face as you do. “I hear... you gotten to... 'Know' our Oakley.” There is no mistaking the tone in her voice, she does not approve of what you did earlier with the sandy haired lad. For a moment you wonder how she found out about it so fast, but then you remember what she and Ernie had told you that first day. 'For starters, just assume you're always being observed. No matter how private you feel, assume someone is watching and/or listening.'

“Yes I've gotten to know him... seems like a nice lad. He has certainly been good to me.” You reply sharply, feeling the blush starting burn as it crawls up your neck to your cheeks. After all if Oakley was a Pooftah... then what did that make the guy who fucked him...

“You shouldn't be fooled by his smiling exterior... there are a great many dark things concealed beneath it.” She warned in a cool tone, as if she was struggling to conceal the disgust she actually felt. “Look John your a handsome guy... plenty of girls would love to... be friends with you. You don't have to stoop to... Sodomy!” She spat out that word, like it was foul tasting within her mouth.

“I'll keep that in mind... Thanks.” You grunt strolling into the great hall and taking a seat at the Hufflepuff's table like always. Only to find yourself sitting alone, many of the lads who normally sat beside you having found new seast this morning. It looked like you were going to be eating alone, until Zeke flopped down on the other-side of the table.

“Mornin'.” He greeted briefly before tucking in, smiling you return his good morning as you fill your plate.

“Looks to be a glorious day.” A voice snorted brightly, as you are joined by Gilious and Jamie who sat down around you, while the thin light blonde lad you found out later was named Albin and Oakley sat down on the far side of the table around Zeke.

“Mornin' John...” Oakley purred in that soft shy voice he liked to use, even as he flashed you a big smile that couldn't have looked any happier.

“Good morning indeed.” You reply unable to stop yourself from smiling brightly, feeling oddly excited and happy even tho' everyone in Hufflepuff knowing about you fucking the lad was embarrassing. 'Damn what was it about Oakley, that just made him soooo appealing.'