Date: Mon, 05 Jun 2017 14:57:33 +0100 From: tom Subject: LabTechnician chapter 66 The Lab Technician Authors note: Usual caveats and warning apply, read this at your own risk, no representation of any person, animal, vegetable or mineral intended although if you do find yourself somewhere in this story with any of the aforementioned just think yourself very, very lucky! As ever all comments, ideas, suggestions, good bad or indifferent always welcome. Tom email: amias09@fastmail.fm ############################################################################### Chapter 66 – An Adam sandwich In the stockroom at the rear of the newsagents shop events had turned out far better than anybody had hoped for, that was any such events that were of a distinctly homoerotic nature. The spontaneous suggestion of employing pictorial instruction taken from the pages of a pornographic magazine was quickly seized upon by Adam and Martin as a truly arousing scenario. On realising it was more than acceptable it was to be quickly promoted by Mr Maxwell, who had recognised that Whilst Adam and Martin had no trouble with each other, his own presence as an adult could well be a little difficult to accept. Using the scenario could help save unnecessarily awkward or embarrassing moments as to actually what the three of them, all meeting for the first time were to do to each other. "Can you wash it?" "Wash wot?" asked Adam. Mr Maxwell's eye's swivelled round trying to see what Martin was referring too although the visibility in the stockroom wasn't great. Visibility or not, he was in an enjoyably, if ungainly position looking rather like a pantomime horse being bent over with Martin's cock up his bottom and Adam's filling his mouth. "Well, wash this Durex thing, like when it's got me cum in it." With a mouthful of slimy cock a meaningful reply was out of the question, however it did offer Mr Maxwell a moment to recoup from the very enthusiastic pounding he was receiving at either orifice. From Martin's question the implication was that he had finally ejaculated, which indeed he had and was currently watching himself slowly and deliberately withdraw from Mr Maxwells bottom. The exiting of his twitching cock replete with a very satisfying plop revealed the teat at the end of the condom full to the point of overflowing, excess spunk forced up the side of his cock. "Fucking hell that's fucking hot!" exclaimed Adam on excitedly peering over to see Martin's glistening, latex coated shaft protruding from the folds of his stained underpants. "Dunno, wot's think Mr M? Yer, you have a butchers, looks like he's done a real gert load of spunk in it!" Mr Maxwell coughed and spluttered as he stood slowly upright, glad of the change of position and to be able to breath without Adam's cock nestling against his tonsils. Stooping over was alright for a time, but he really hadn't expected Martin to last as long as he had before ejaculating, however the sight was as Adam had so graphically described indeed, fucking hot! A boy in soiled white briefs would enhance any situation, here the waistband of Martin's had been pulled down sufficiently to show his raging erection and the sagging condom that had only seconds before been deep inside him. "You ain't cum yet then?" asked Martin feeling very proud of himself and his condom filled prowess, he looked at Adam, still clutching at his own unused condom. "Wot you saving that for?" "Wot d'you fucking think!" Adam grinned and pulled his vest out of the way to show just how aroused he was along with the precum flavoured saliva that Mr Maxwell had been dribbling over the briefs he had been wearing the day before. "Now it's my turn, it's bloody change over time, I'm going up where you just been !" "Well go a bit gently, because Martin's been up me a long time!" Mr Maxwell looked between them, their cocks were about the same size and ideally he would have liked something well in excess of six inches, however their youth and wearing underwear made up for an awful lot. "I did alright though didn't I?" asked Martin naively, adding rather like a child who had lost his favourite toy. "Will me Durex thing wash so's I can use it again?" "You can both have a couple more before you leave." Mr Maxwell smiled, their compliance and innocence being a huge part of the schoolboy appeal. "Martin you certainly did alright, but don't you dare lose a drop of what's in your condom!" "I can have two? Really!" Martin's over stimulated brain lurched towards overdrive at the thought of them. Now he could keep one condom for repeated home masturbation and the other, well just wait till he showed it to Mark, maybe even Alfie, although he'd better not let on exactly how and where he got it! "So, Mr M can I fuck you now then, `cause I can't hold on much longer!" There was an obvious, if polite urgency in Adam's voice. Having been most skilfully sucked to a point just short of ejaculation whilst Martin had been performing at the rear, he knew he was teetering on the edge of a major ejaculation. "Yes, come on." Mr Maxwell slapped his own bottom and grinned. "We ain't got all day and there's something else I really want to do before we finish." "Ooh.." Adam needed no further bidding, he quickly moved to stand behind him. "Just hang on a sec, first Mart's got to sit down with his legs apart." Mr Maxwell indicated to the chair in front of them. "Then I'll go down in front of him." "Like this?" grinning he sat with cock sticking up in front and his legs splayed wide. "Yeah!" Mr Maxwell gulped, this was just, if not better than he'd hoped the situation would turn out. "Then you, Adam kneel down behind me and get up me quick!" "Fuck yeah!" Adam was soon on his knees behind, staring at the adult sized target still glistening from the lubricant of Martin's earlier foray. "Hang on, wot d'you say just now?" Mr Maxwell's last comment had only just percolated through to Martin. "Wot else d'you wanna do then?" "Wait and see!" "Hey, weren't you gonna lick our bums as well, just like in them pictures?" asked Adam having effectively been prompted by Martin's question. "I really fancies that!" "Yer fucking disgusting!" muttered Martin looking down at this slimy erection. "Well we all know he is don't we?" Mr Maxwell looked down appreciatively at Martin's twitching cock. "You'll both get licked when you've filled your condoms!" Martin, having never imagined that very morning he would find himself so drawn into having sex with an older man, trembled as Mr Maxwell's lips closed around his erection. Having been transfixed by the blobs of precum which seemed to ooze from Martin's cock, Mr Maxwell wasn't sure if the word he was searching for was depraved or debauched. Whatever it was, the idea that had flashed through his mind could go some way to doing justice to the way he felt even if it might seem quite disgusting to the boys. Sadly for Adam, who being so sexually overwrought, not to say almost overcome, couldn't really last anywhere near the ten minutes or so that Martin had miraculously managed before ejaculating, nevertheless, he did manage to remain active for nearly a couple of minutes. On the positive side he absolutely filled the condom well in excess of Martin's effort and to lessen his embarrassment at his early ejaculation he contrived to stay inside for as long as his rapidly wilting cock would remain in the condom. "Sorry... I cum early... I, I couldn't hold on." he mumbled sounding very apologetic. Plainly from his voice Adam was disappointed with his performance, Mr Maxwell raised his head allowing Martin's cock to escape and stand proudly from the soggy fly of his briefs, he craned his neck to see Adam looking down at his shrinking cock. "Don't worry, I really felt you cumming," he smiled reassuringly, "uumm.. I suppose I shouldn't have worked you so hard earlier on?" "Adam, it don't matter do it?" said Martin suddenly realising how disappointed Adam must be feeling having only lasted a fraction of the time he had. "Well I wanted to, to really.. well y'know.. and.. I been looking forward to.. to.." he dried up, the release of the emotional aspect coupled with failure to conquer the heights of all he had been expecting of himself were too much. "Yeah, I know, but well.. don't worry Adam, let's see much you put in the condom." "Mr M, I don't mind if you stops sucking me for a bit." suddenly said Martin, who's own organ was also now beginning to feel the strain of being rigid for quite some time. "Let's have a look at wot he's done." "It's alright." Adam waddled dejectedly over, his briefs around his knees, where to Mr Maxwell's everlasting joy he proceeded to very carefully slide the condom off his cock and then deliberately, slowly squeeze the contents of his foreskin into it for good measure. "Bloody hell!" said Martin, it was a truly erotic act. "Oh fuck!" breathed Mr Maxwell, his cup and certainly his cock were running over. He grabbed Adam and hugged him. "You silly boy!" "Is it alright?" "There's gallons of it!" gasped Martin. Adam blinked, things were not quite cut so cut and dried as before. It was the realisation he was partly in the adult world as the straining, precum soaked front of Mr Maxwell's small briefs reminded him when he was pulled close. "Now, I ain't cum yet... because I've been saving it... for.." even Mr Maxwell's voice sounded a little husky. "For.. uumm.." "Yeah I wondered why you ain't cum, so wot's you got in mind then?" interrupted Martin still proudly clutching at his own condom full of rapidly cooling semen. "Go on then, tell us why." said Adam, still amazed at the sheer quantity of spunk he had squirted into the condom. "Yer saving it for wot?" "I, I uumm, I wondered if you'd both be able to cum again?" Mr Maxwell pushed his blond hair back from his eyes and looked hopefully between the boys. "I think we've just got time, see I, I thought of something earlier you might like." "Might do, but I needs some sorta lube to do it." replied Adam, only keen to make up for his earlier embarrassment and gently extricating himself from his arms. "Yeah... well, `spose I could, but I ain't rubbing it raw." Martin winked at Adam. "We could try I 'spose, well 'cause we'll all get hard again dead easy, won't us?" "Wot d'you wanna us all to do then?" asked with Adam a glint in his eye, amazingly enough his cock again showing signs of life. "First get side by side, bend over and I'll lick you like I promised," Mr Maxwell was more than excited at the prospect and then held out his hand, "but give me your condoms to look after." "Wot you gonna do with 'em?" "You'll find out. And, it doesn't matter what I do, no wanking, you've got to save it." "Save it for wot?" asked Martin, who's cock was already again at half-mast even if it was now really feeling the strain. "Just shut up, now close your eyes and bloody well bend over!" Neither giggling nor closing their eyes was a necessary part of the plan, except it helped them to concentrate the mind, something they soon discovered when their buttocks started to receive a gentle massage. "Wot the fucks that!" exclaimed Martin flinched, the first few drops of Adam's luke warm semen had been allowed to dribble down into his crack from the condom. "Just keep those eyes closed and shut up," reiterated Mr Maxwell, repeating the same action on Adam, using Martin's discharge, "and, that goes for you too!" "Wot the fuck is it!" shrieked Adam. "It's all fucking sorta cold!" "He's dripping me spunk over me!" having found the answer Martin started to giggle again, if this bum licking he was certainly going to enjoy it. "No, not really, because it ain't your spunk," Mr Maxwell laughed, "it's his spunk!" "But that's.. revolting!" said Adam. "Yer putting his spunk down me crack!" "Not as revolting as it's going get!" Mr Maxwell smiled to himself, it certainly wasn't. With the entire contents of the condoms poured down between their respective buttocks, it was to provide a disgusting, if pungent lubricant. Mr Maxwells fingers immediately took over, beginning by slowly massaging the gooey liquid down the entire length of their cracks. Driven by his base instincts he eventually progressed to checking for any anal hairs prior to pressing firmly all around their sphincters. "Enjoying it so far?" The question was irrelevant, nevertheless Mr Maxwell thought duty bound to ask it prior to simultaneously entering each boy, the fingers coated with the cold semen as lubrication. There was no answer as such, more a grunted acknowledgement confirming that he had indeed hit the spot and was to continue. A couple of minutes later just when the boys thought matters couldn't get any more arousing, a second finger pushed it's way in, Adam though was already worried he might actually ejaculate again right then and there. However, it was the addition of a very slimy third finger a little later which really did the trick, sending both boys into a sexual orbit and paving the way for Mr Maxwell to have his way. "Could we manage to fuck each other again after this?" even Mr Maxwell's voice had succumbed to the excitement. "Fuck who? Wot?" gasped Adam not entirely concentrating. "Fuck who!" "Fuck you, because you both got three fingers in you now, that's about the same size as a cock!" "I dunno... who's cock? Your cock?" Adam sounded faint. "Three fingers? Oh fuck!" "Precisely! I fuck you... and you go in the middle... then you can fuck Martin!" "Adam, Adam," Martin was taking more of the conversation in, but only just for whatever was happening to his bottom was beyond his anatomical comprehension, the feeling quite incredible. "I'll do it, I'll do it... I, I wanna be fucked proper.. I wanna know wot it's like!" "Yeah? So we're all agreed then? OK let's do it then after I've finished rimming you, alright?" adding firmly, "and no playing with your cocks while I do this, got it?" "Rimmed?" mumbled Martin to himself, he shrugged his shoulders in ignorance. "Alright, yeah, yeah." grunted Adam, who now seemed to be continually staving off involuntary ejaculation and wondering what was to happen next, heaven forbid should a fourth finger be added! Debauched was probably the best description for Mr Maxwell's next sexual foray, the boys were about to discover what being rimmed or in this case reamed, by a rabid anal deviant was all about. A magnificent anal juggling act had been planned to put the boys in a highly animated state whilst impaled on the fingers of either hand, so leaving Mr Maxwell, already well in excess of one hundred and fifty percent aroused and free to commence stage two of Operation Deep Tongue. Luckily the boys didn't see Mr Maxwell's hands appear to shake as he excitedly arranged them in suitably erotic poses to allow for maximum anal access together with a view of their sagging underwear. The operation started, innocently at first with a very gentle licking of the more obvious streaks of semen that covered their bodies, gradually progressing to a firmer application of the tongue which forced itself deeper and deeper between their buttocks. Martin, who had never been lucky enough to be subjected to such an anal invasion was frantic to hold his cock, barely managing to obey orders and resist he looked down to watch it slowly start to ooze precum.. Although Adam wasn't really faring much better he was absolutely determined that he would not allow himself to ejaculate prematurely as he had earlier. By closing his eyes he attempted to shut out all such thoughts, sadly the pre-orgasmic sounds that Martin was making standing right next to him did little to help. Still at least, as he told himself to hold out he had managed to avoid further sensual torture by escaping the fourth finger. Not that Adam knew it, but there was more on Mr Maxwell's mind than inserting that fourth finger, in fact quite the opposite as he was engrossed in attending to Martin and had withdrawn the third finger. The remaining two fingers were stretched to maintain the yawning chasm that Martin's sphincter had become and with a total disregard of what the boys might think of him, he buried his face between Martin's buttocks. Ostensibly his primary task was to lick and consume all traces of semen, but that though wouldn't be complete with also thoroughly licking the area around Martin's sphincter. Around it yes, but not as Martin was about to experience, up it! Such was the anal fetish that Mr Maxwell had developed, that his tongue had greedily swept out everything it touched from the welcoming anal passage and almost pushed itself up so far that the prostate was within reach. Martin didn't really have a clue what was happening to him, his thoughts on being tongued extended only as far as the basic concept went just as long as it were sufficient to deal with all of Adam's semen. Whilst things felt incredibly exciting, he certainly had no idea that his bottom had become a gaping hole with Mr Maxwell's face rammed right into it. Be that as it may, the end result was very dramatic with him suddenly letting out an enormous groan, breaking free from Mr Maxwell and grappling to remove his briefs. Quite simply, he was unable to take any more of the intense anal stimulation and his cock had reacted by virtually exploding to blast semen in all directions. Adam watched in stunned silence as Martin gyrated about in an orgasmic frenzy, his briefs falling to the floor and trailing behind him as he frantically masturbated in concord with the intense feelings were continuing to radiate from his bottom. Neither was the spectacle dominated by the apparently limitless amount of semen Martin was producing, it was the odd flash of the gaping hole that was once his pert bottom which really focused Adam's attention. In fact, just as Adam's attention had been drawn to Martin's bottom, without wasting one single second Mr Maxwell had transferred his not inconsiderable anal attentions to Adam's inviting behind. Aware that time was short and Adam was liable to ejaculate relatively quickly, Mr Maxwell made a wise decision in deciding to skip the anal hors d'oeuvre and go straight to sampling the main course. "Holy fuck!" exclaimed Adam as the full length of the Mr Maxwell's tongue entered him to circle somewhere deep inside, lapping up anything in it's path and as with Martin, only just failing to reach his prostate. Martin, who's hands were very cautiously examining his own bottom aiming to ascertain it was still moderately intact and still in the position as he had last seen it, looked over and grinned. "He's fucking good isn't he?" Adam nodded, the penetration was so deep, it was a truly incredible experience and bore little relation to the sloppy efforts that he had previously subjected too by a creepy fat prefect when at boarding school. The downside was that he knew ejaculation wasn't far away and he really didn't want to embarrass himself again with lack of control and not being able to hold out. On one hand he was reluctant to curtail the almost orgasmic level of Mr Maxwell's superlative rimming skills, yet on the other he desperately wanted to take up Martin's invitation and fuck him, that being one of his ambitions since they first met at school. "Mr M, I think.. I'm gonna cum soon, can we stop.. please.." gasped Adam, only too well aware his cock was already oozing precum despite having recently ejaculated, "look, I really wants to have Mart.. then you can fuck me!" "Well bloody hurry before me hole closes up!" cried Martin. "Come on, I wants you right now!" Looking flushed and feeling a little awkward it was the first time Martin had confessed to wanting him, a delighted smile came over Adam's face. And, if that admission wasn't enough, it came whilst he was in the middle of a very public and necessary anal reality check. Not everyone would publicly dare insert a finger right up their bottom to convince themselves that it was still in good working order, even though it still felt quite slack. As silly as it seemed, Martin even wondered if it would ever close up sufficiently to allow for normal bowel movements to resume! "Well get leaning on the back of that fucking chair and open yer legs, I'm on me way," Adam started to straighten up, "Mr M, d'you wanna come over as well then?" "Bloody right I do!" Satisfying as it might have been to be crouched over Adam's hot, sweaty bottom it was actually a relief for Mr Maxwell to stand upright and display his bulging, sopping wet briefs leaving little doubt that he too was on the verge of ejaculation. Kicking them off he exposed his rampant cock, his eyes following every move of Adam's bottom as he made his way over to stand behind Martin. "Shit!" Martin had been looking behind to see where Adam had got too and caught sight of Mr Maxwell. "That's bloody huge!" "Wot, oh fuck!" exclaimed Adam turning round to see what Martin was looking at. "Oh fuck, I ain't got room for that bloody thing!" It was something he had kept vaguely concealed lest the prospect of it worry the boys being longer and thicker than either of them. "Now don't worry." "But I am worrying!" Adam was unable to take his eyes off it. "That won't fit in me!" "Yes it will, believe me you've got room to spare," reassured Mr Maxwell, "and you've had three fingers already... look you get in Mart before you cum and then I'll push it in just a bit.. to see what you think. Alright?" "I knows you ain't gonna hurt me... but..." "Adam, for fucks sake get it in Mart before one of us cums!" Mr Maxwell knew he really was having great difficulty in containing ejaculation. "I think you'll be surprised." "I'm sure I'll be fucking surprised!" "Well at least try it. It would be great to fuck you, but if you don't want to then you can wank me or something.. but, just bloody get on with something!" "Oh alright, I'll try it, but just go easy, be gentle!" Slowly Adam started to do as he was told, Martin's sphincter appeared to be more than accommodating and there being no shortage of lubrication it allowed him to slip gently inside. Taking note that Adam was being accommodated, Mr Maxwell applied some gentle pressure of his own and as he suspected soon found himself halfway in before it registered with Adam. "Oh shit.. yer starting to go in then?" Adam turned to look behind, the hot breath on his shoulder something of a clue. "Starting? It's in halfway, why does it hurt?" "Nah, it feels... fucking wonderful!" Adam grinned. "Go gently and get it in then." "I'm gonna cum in you, that alright?" Adam nodded, he knew the feeling of wanting to cum inside and he knew that was what Martin was hoping for, assuming he could manage to ejaculate again. For his part, Martin was trembling in delight and had already begun masturbating hoping for a third orgasm within the hour. Here he was, being fucked by a real cock belonging to somebody who he really liked and what's more, it didn't hurt as he had been led to believe it would. Whatever, it certainly beat the massed ranks of fingers, candles and carrots that he had been all too frequently using since meeting Adam. The emotional trials and tribulations of Andy could almost be compared to riding a bicycle, all was well until hitting a bump in the road and falling off, unfortunately there were at times lots of bumps! One such bump had presented itself immediately after his enmeshing with Alfie, leading to the mandatory period of self-reproachment and mental flagellation. Luckily it hadn't lasted very long, in fact little more than a few minutes since it was well nigh impossible to maintain pure thoughts with Alfie excitedly leaping around and who's cheerful personality was decidedly invasive. With all guilt rapidly dispelled Andy tried to make himself presentable, although aware that the latest infusion of semen in his, as-found heavily impregnated briefs was making matter difficult. Not only were they beginning to rather obviously smell of semen, but after Alfie's enthusiastic mauling the elastic had become so slack he knew if he stood up they would sag down the legs inside his jeans. Conversely, Alfie was wishing that just for once that his briefs were not so tight and skimpy since his permanent erection was suffering badly from being constricted, especially since he couldn't leave it alone. Finally he announced he was going to play with it till he ejaculated again, which under any other circumstances would have seen Andy's guilt complex rise to danger level. However, since having already partaken of self-chastisement and that there were only the two of them in the car, he found himself silently condoning Alfie's proposal. Setting off somewhat slowly with one eye on the road and the other on Alfie the temptation already had the better of him eagerly noting the blue shorts were being seductively pulled down. The sight of Alfie fumbling around inside his briefs which still bore the streaks of semen from only minutes earlier soon had Andy very firmly erect and unable to resist some penile adjustment as they drove along. Alfie, now rubbing frantically appeared to know no shame and frequently flashed the head of his reddened organ at Andy in the hope he might put a hand over and help him, something he very wisely resisted bearing in mind he was still driving! "Ooh... I'm cumming!" The breathless announcement was accompanied by Alfie squirming about on the seat whilst emitting a selection of orgasmic orientated groans. "Fuck, hold on.. I'm gonna try and park for a minute to see," Andy looked quickly around to see very little traffic in the opposite direction and that the properties on his side of the road were set very far back and pulled over, "we should be safe yer for a minute, nobody can't see nothing from them houses, they're too far away." "Cor, me willy's gone a bit sore!" Alfie stared at the reddened shaft, a condition not too unexpected considering the frictional effort he had expended that morning. "Well let's see then," Andy was by now very aroused, he turned the engine off lest he accidentally knock it into gear whilst leaning across to see, "look, pull yer pants down and show me how much spunk you done!" Very enthusiastically Alfie did as requested pulling his briefs well down to reveal the numerous snail trails of both fresh and dried spunk that he had deposited in them that morning. Finally he completed the exhibition by quickly retracting his foreskin a few times, which being so well lubricated by the semen made a slurping sound, something which really aroused Andy. "You hard then?" Alfie looked hopefully up, thinking maybe Andy would join him. "Would you wank?" "Course I'm bloody hard!" he grinned. "But I ain't wanking here by the side of the road, we'll have to do it another time somewhere." "D'you wanna feel it again?" asked Alfie continuing to play with his foreskin. How could Andy resist? The slippery head fitted inside the palm of his hand just as though it was made for it, squeezing the small amount spunk out of the foreskin he turned his attention to the inside of the red briefs. Equally alluring, his fingers ran over every spunk related stain and completed their journey, much to Alfie's utter delight between his legs and stopped just short of his hole. Wisely he decided that would have to wait for another day or the danger was they would both get carried away and easily be caught. With a little hand now helpfully kneading the bulge in his jeans encouraging his cock start leaking precum again, Andy licked Alfie's spunk off his fingers and decided enough was enough. He was on a high and what he didn't want to do was to bring on another bout of doom, guilt and recrimination although he knew it was bound to catch up sometime later that day. "Alfie stop it `cause we gotta go, come on pull yer shorts up and let's get home." "Oh, well I `spose yer right," he looked at his watch, "better not be late 'cause it's nearly dinner time innit." With Alfie making a show of pulling up his shorts they set off again, the car was halfway down the road when Andy spoke. "Wot's that?" "Wot's wot?" "Listen." "Oh.. it's the engine innit?" Alfie's highly tuned, latent mechanic's ears pricked up. "It's got a sorta misfire, oh fuck!" Andy steered to the kerb. "Shit, let's have look." "Might just be just plug lead or something." volunteered Alfie, keen to demonstrate his twelve year old automotive skills. "Wot else could it be?" "Bet it ain't." Andy's face fell. "I think I knows, I thought it was going the other day." Seconds later both were peering under the bonnet. "All them plug leads is on." confirmed Alfie who whilst checking then had taken the opportunity to force his erection into the front wing. "Wot a load of old crap, look it's fucking broken down!" "Who! Wot!" Andy looked up to see Martin and Adam standing on the pavement holding their bikes and laughing. If his emotional level wasn't high enough already with Alfie to contend with, his heart really did miss a beat on seeing Adam. With that Alfie, so far unseen on the far side of the car screen by the open bonnet zoomed round to stand on the pavement by Martin, he looked at Adam. "Who's he... so is he Adam then?" "Yeah." Adam nodded, slightly surprised at Alfie's sudden appearance, yet even more surprised to see that Alfie's hand was so obviously active in his pocket, actually trying to free his sore cock from the tight eleastic. "Oh, so you got yer little helper then," said Martin, "where've you been then?" "Out for test run.. see there's something wrong." replied Andy thinking quickly. "So where you two been then?" Alfie looked between Martin and Adam, the inference in his voice was sexual. "Why's you walking and not riding yer bikes?" How could they possibly admit that after a morning of unadulterated anal play with Mr Maxwell, their bottoms were still far too sensitive to sit on the saddle. So much so, that Adam in particular knew just the action of perching on the saddle would cause the indefinite quantity of spunk that Mr Maxwell had infused to start dribbling uncontrollably down between his legs again, there seemed no end to it. Whilst not quite to the same degree, Martin was also similarly suffering from Adam's invasion and the truth was neither really wanted to admit to the ultimate embarrassment that their underpants were already pretty much a disgusting squelchy mess. "We's just been for a ride." said Adam, sounding rather unconvincing. "So why's you walking then?" countered Alfie, still playing with himself. "Well uumm..." Martin moved towards Alfie, noting the pocket activity. "Well see.." Leaving Martin to explain matters to Alfie, Adam sidled over to Andy. "I been wanting to see you." "Yeah." Andy clenched his fists, he had also wanted to see Adam, but had been trying to resist in the vain hope his desire might subside with time. "Truth is, I been trying to avoid that... `cause, 'cause you knows how I feel and I.. I.. oh fuck! Fuck!" "It's alright, I understand," Adam smiled, "so can we get together say one evening next week or something, maybe in me bedroom, I knows me parents is going out midweek sometime." "Yeah." Andy bit his lip and nodded quickly. "Well, just don't fucking tell Mart." "Course not." it was time to move the conversation on. "Right, I'll have to let you know somehow what night I can do." "Yeah, just stick a note with details through me door, you knows where I lives, then Mart won't get to know. "OK" "Hey," Adam grinned as he looked at Alfie talking to Martin, "I like the look of yer little helper, he plays with himself a lot don't he? He's a bit young for you isn't he?" "Wot! Oh..." Andy's immediately reaction to what was intended as joke was to turn a brilliant shade of red. "Wot did I say..." at first Adam was surprised at the reaction, slowly he began to smile adding quietly, "you bloody ain't have you? You bloody dirty sod, you have?" "Please... please..." whispered Andy going from red to white, "please, don't you dare say nothing... please..." "Nah, course I won't, but you gotta be careful he don't say nothing by mistake." "Wot! D'you think he will? Oh fuck!" "Thing is at that age they just says things, without really thinking about it." "Oh fuck, I hope he don't... he promised he wouldn't." Andy looked petrified. "Don't worry, I'm sure it'll be alright." Adam glanced again at Alfie, "Thing is, I wouldn't mind having him to meself for a bit, so wot d'you do with him?" "He... " along with his nerve, Andy's voice was cracking, "he.. he.. cum in me hand!" "Fucking hell, did he!" Adam's hand was now in his pocket, he looked longingly over towards Alfie who was still playing with himself. "So wot did he do for you then?" Andy blanched. "He sucked me off.. oh fuck! You won't say nothing will you?" "No, course I fucking won't." "And... and.." stuttered Andy who for some unknown reason had decided to break a promise of secrecy, "see, he's bloody good at it and he's already sucked off his big brother Mark and, and even Mart!" "Martin, the lucky sod!" "Yeah." "Mark? Have I met him?" Adam paused, then added with a grin. "Does he swallow?" Andy nodded. "Too bloody right he does!" ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 67 to follow