Date: Fri, 17 Nov 2017 15:45:03 -0000
From: Nigel Clark <nclark@talktalk.net>
Subject: A Boys Adventure   part 4

When I walked with the rest of my class in to the English classroom on
Monday morning there was someone else sitting at the masters desk. Where
was Andrew, why wasn't he here? We made our way to our desks and sat down.

"Quiet please." said the man standing out front.

"My names is Mr.Craiges and I am your English master for the next few weeks
until your old teacher returns after having her baby."

"Where is Mr. Hannson sir?" one of my classmates asked.

"Mr. Hannson will not be back again, he has left."

"Why's that sir." another asked.

"That's enough. Now open your text books."

To say I was stunned would be an understatement my heart was broken what
would happen to our meeting on Saturday? In my gloom I remembered his soft
hands and his gentleness with me, in contrast to my encounter last Saturday
evening. How I got through the rest of the day I don't know, boys were
going round saying he must have robbed a bank, murdered someone, died,
every thing you would expect in young boys roomer mongering. When I got
home I went straight to the bathroom with tears in my eyes and have a
gentle wank remembering how Andrew had rubbed my cock. When I came it was
not the best orgasm of my life, I missed him so much I thought my life was
over. As young love goes the next two days my feeling got better and I
perked up and on the Thursday walking with my school friends outside at
lunchtime the caretaker walked passed us and said "Ha you boy." pointing at
me.

"Yes Mr.Halley." He pulled me away from the others and whispered.

"Come to my boiler room after school on your own and keep quiet about it. I
will have news for you about your Mr.Anderson." Then he just walked away
and left me standing there. All my hopes were up, would he tell me how to
meet with Andrew. What had gone on to make him leave and many more
questions. One off the group I was with came up to me and asked what Halley
had said. I fobbed him off with some story about finding some books of my
brothers and I was to collect them from him. Boy's are thick sometimes he
didn't ask why Halley had not talked to my brother, thank god.

When I arrived at the boiler room the door was open and I went inside to
look for Mr. Halley but he was not there. The door banged shut behind me
and before I could turn round Mr. Halley said. "Sorry I was not here to
meet you. Now come round here." He walked behind some large machinery,
boilers etc., I supposed.

"Come sit over here." He indicated to a wooden bench against the wall.

"Right sit there for a few minutes while I go and sort out the cleaners. I
should not be longer than ten minutes."

"Can I start my homework while you are gone?"

"Yes if you want. But I wont be long." He said as he left.

It was nice and cosy in the boiler room and also smelt warm and comforting,
so I got my books out and started. All the while I was doing my homework I
was slightly trembling and I was excited, was it about any news Mr. Halley
may have about Andrew. I had almost finished my maths homework when I heard
him come in to the boiler room, he was behind the machines. He had been a
long time it appeared to me, must be twenty minutes or so.

"Sorry again, the cleaners were a bit short manned so I had to help
out. Anyway you must forgive me and I will tell you about your
Mr. Hannson." What did he mean 'my Mr. Hannson'.

"Move over and let me sit down." He picked up my books off the bench and
handed them to me, I put them away in my school case. He sat down close to
me almost hip to hip about and inch between.

"It appears that Mr. Hannson or would you be more comfortable with Andrew?
Anyway Andrew has been a naughty boy a mother went to the Head Master on
Friday evening and said he had molested he son and his friend. She had
questioned him after find them both naked in his bedroom with her son under
the friend being fucked. Well she did not put it like that but that was the
gist of it. Stupid woman what does she expect two healthy young boys
together, of cause they are going to play with their cocks and more. She
was horrified and sat her son and his friend down and asked them how they
came to be in that position. I would have said practice, but I digress,
after some more questions, probably interrogation, they told her that after
school Andrew would take them into his store cupboard and have fun with
them. Anyway the Headmaster sacked him and told him to get back to teacher
training collage and leave young boys alone."

"He didn't report him to the police then?"

"No he would not dare, they might find out about his dalliances with young
boys if they questioned some boys. He has been at boys ever since he's been
here and more than one at a time." That was a shock, was every teacher
molesting their pupils. His left hand was now sitting lightly on my right
knee and gently stroking it. Oh no my cock had shot to attention and
pushing at the fly of my short trousers.

"Did Andrew mean much to you?"

"Yes." I gulped as his hand move up my leg very slowly and gently.

"Do you want me to stop or do you like being felt." I did not say anything
I couldn't my heart was in my mouth. He didn't stop he just moved around
and knelt in front of me letting his hand slowly move up until he reached
my penis. I was breathing heavily and lent back against the wall stretching
out my legs so he had better access.

"I see you are hard for me. Shall we take these off." He undid my belt and
the buttons without taking his hand from my cock. As he pulled my trousers
down I lifted up to make it easier for him. He removed them from my legs
and caressed my cock and balls.

"You are a big boy for your age I would say a good five or more inches and
quite thick. I bet Andrew enjoyed this, have many others played with your
tool?" I was almost in tears as I remembered Friday and Saturday
evenings. He moved his hand faster and harder I knew I was going to climax
very quickly, then it burst out up into the air landing on his hand, my
legs and the floor.  After he had made me cum I fell back on the bench
almost exhausted and let the tears run down my face.

"Hay what's up didn't you enjoy that?" He said in alarm.

"Yes. Its not that." I almost sobbed. I then told him about how Davie had
fucked me in the park and how I had stupidly gone to his house on Saturday
night. I told him all about the rough treatment and handling I had endured
how they had both fucked me hard and taken all those photo's of me. He was
still lightly stroking me as I told my tail of wow.

"Here wipe yourself with this cloth and slip your trousers on while I make
us a cup of tea." He left me and went around the other side of the boilers
and I heard him light a gas burner. When I had cleaned up and got dressed I
walked round to him he was just pouring the hot water into the pot of tea.

"Sit on that chair and I will give you this tea." He sat in another chair
and we sipped our drinks in silence.

"You know you had a very close experience Saturday night when they used
you. They will make plenty of money out of those pictures. If you had gone
back to them they would have probably invited other men in to use your arse
and then later sold you to many more. You don't realise you are a very
attractive boy, I don't know how I stopped myself from having you. Now I
think you had better be on your way home it's almost four thirty." I rode
my bike home thinking about the disgraced Andrew and how much I would miss
him and his gentle hands. Then I started thinking about Mr. Halley or as
he's known to the school just by his surname Halley, he had been very kind
also very gentle.

I was playing football during break time when I saw Halley signal to me
from the other side of the playground. I excused myself from my school
friends and when I went to go over to him he was walking towards his boiler
room and stopped outside it. As I got near he just stood inside the door so
he could not be seen. He indicated to me to stand to one side.

"I can't be seen talking to you to much especially after the incident with
Andrew still very fresh. What I wanted to ask was are you free Saturday?"

"Yes. Saturday afternoon after my job and my lunch, Mum wont need me."

"Okay then would you like to meet me here then say about three-three
thirty?"

"I would very much." I was getting very excited and I had a stiffie
growing, so covered it with my hands, if the other boys saw that they would
tease me no end.

"Right. Come by the back gate I'll leave it unlocked for you and try not to
let anyone see you or make it obvious that you are coming into here." He
then shut the door and I slowly walked back to the playground.

After I had finished my homework and Mum had made our meal I asked her "Can
I go out to play?"

"Finish your food then you can, but be home by eight no later!"

Barry was outside waiting for me. "Hi what are you doing." I asked.

"Waiting for you off cause. I didn't think you were ever coming out. Look I
have had a great idea my dads got that shed on his allotment and he will
not be going there tonight, shall we go there?"

"Great. But I must be home by eight or Mum will give me hell."

It was not that far and we soon got to the allotment and inside his
shed. Barry closed the door, it was dark and gloomy but there was just
enough light to see. I felt Barry's hand on my cock rubbing hard. "I owe
you a feel. I have had some fun with a boy at school, it's fantastic I love
having my prick and balls felt and I don't mind feeling other pricks it's
so exciting." He put his hand inside my trousers and I felt his warm hand
on my cock. I lent into him and kissed his lips gently without using my
tongue just lip to lip.

"What was that for. Are you a queer?"

"No. Are you a queer then? I did it because I wanted to." I said turning
the tables on him. I needed to get him relaxed and enjoy our encounters and
participate fully.

"No I'm not queer!" Was his reply.

"Do you enjoy this." I was stroking him and fondling his balls.

"Yes off cause I do."

"Well then. I enjoy you touching me and wanking me. I just love it but that
does not make ME queer. Go with it and don't wonder why it's happening." I
continued stroking him and lent in again and softly kissed him again. He
did not resist me this time if anything he pushed his lips harder into me.

"Lets get undressed. I'll move those sacks from the corner so we can lay on
them." Barry said to my astonishment he was being the forceful one and
picking up the pace. It is astounding how quick you can get your clothes
off when sex is in the offering.

We were laying down on the sacks they were a bit itchy but comfortable as
we lay cuddling together our cocks touching. Barry pulled me on to him hard
rubbing our bodies together, it was heaven. I had my hands around him and
hugged him as close as I could the kissed him again. Like last time he did
not resist so I opened my mouth and thrusted my tongue into his. He took a
deep breath of surprise but again did not stop me. He was rocking our cocks
together harder and then he broke our kiss and exhaled and stiffened up as
I felt him shoot between us. He quivered, shock and trembled and
exclaimed. "Oh god AH oh my god." I held him until he was finished.

"Oh shit that was the best. Look at all that spunk." He giggled. We used
one of the sacks to wipe his cum off and I noticed he was still hard. Oh
joy on joy. I deliberately wiped his erection more than was necessary and
looked into his eyes smiling. He smiled back and took hold of mine and put
tip to tip rubbing the tips together.

"Why haven't we done this more before?" he asked. Then he kissed me and we
were in a tangle again humping each other like mad until I came and shortly
after he came a second time. We cleaned up and got dressed, putting the
sacks back in the corner. Barry then opened the door slightly and looked
out but no one was about and we walked out to our bikes. On the way home he
said to me. "Lets do this again tomorrow after we finish our work."

"I can't. I have to meet someone in the afternoon but we could meet up
after we have had our tea."

"Okay lets do that we can go to the shed again, that was great wasn't it."
He puffed was we cycled up hill.

"Yes I can't wait till tomorrow." I replied.