Date: Wed, 28 Jun 2017 11:19:05 +0100 From: tom Subject: Lab Technician Chapter 68 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 68 – Alfie scores a hat-trick "Surprise?" reiterated Geoff. "Wot's mean? Wot sorta surprise?" "Well something you ain't not have thought of doing before." "Like wot? When yer doing it by yerself you means?" "Yeah, course." replied Jumbo. "But, other than wanking!" It was an interesting question which immediately intrigued Geoff who'd been asking himself the very same thing for some time, having already tried everything he could think of in a solo format, be it with animal, vegetable or mineral assistance. So, just what new and hopefully perverted act had Jumbo discovered that he had not? "Hey, talking of wanking have you been doing it all day like you promised?" "Yeah, well I said I would didn't I?" Jumbo blushed, "And, all over me pants just like I promised." "Oh fucking hell! Follow me then." Geoff grinned and moved out of the kitchen to lead the way up the stairs and into his bedroom, "Well you'd better come up and see me railway while I thinks about all that spunk, come on up yer." "Cor, big thing innit?" said Jumbo looking over to the model layout in the corner. "Yeah, now come and sit on me bed and tell me wot it is that I ain't been doing then." said Geoff sitting down and patting the bed beside him. Rather nervously Jumbo sat next to Geoff and looked idly around, unable to help noticing the semen stains on the sheets he sniffed, the aroma of boy emanating from Geoff's bed was pretty unmistakable. "You knows wot we did on the bus," said Geoff now having decided to bypass the formalities and instead launch a full sexual attack, "well can we do that again, but when we're dressed just in our undies?" Jumbo nodded, however shy he was in respect of his minimal endowment and vast girth he knew he desperately wanted to accept Geoff's proposition, which would hopefully lead to more joint ventures. Besides as he had already guessed, Geoff was fascinated by his extreme dimensions and there weren't that many boys who would freely admit to an having a serious underwear fetish and masturbate on a truly industrial scale as he currently did. "Well I `spose, but," he looked towards the doorway, "you sure there ain't gonna be nobody about?" "Nah, it's quite `cause safe they've gone to see me aunt and she lives half an hour away, we got till about five." Geoff looked down at Jumbo's jeans, although with his huge stomach it really was impossible to tell whether he was erect or not. "Is you hard, `cause I am." "Yeah." Jumbo nodded enthusiastically. "Shall we undress each other then?" "Fuck, yeah!" exclaimed Geoff, desperate to free his aching cock from the confines of his jeans. "First though you gotta tell me wot it is I ain't been doing." "Oh, yeah," Jumbo grinned, plainly he was now relaxing and entering fully into the spirit of the occasion, "right well, so when d'you last wet yerself?" "Wot!" Geoff looked quite taken aback at the question. "Fucking years ago I should think, why?" "`cause that's just wot we're gonna do!" "Won't it make a mess on me floor!" he said, then pointed to the wet patch on Jumbo's jeans. "Anyway you've done it already by the looks of it!" "Nah that was gert mistake, `cause I was too excited when I was on me way coming round yer." Jumbo leaned over and continued in a lowered voice. "See the thing is.. well you only gotta pee a little tiny drop, just a fucking drop... see, 'cause it's the thrill of doing it and trying to control how much you pee's that's the real fun." "Ain't that difficult.. look, I mean I don't wanna wet meself." for once Geoff was circumspect about trying something new. "Well I dunno, uumm... I, I dunno!" "Listen, it's best to do it after you've cum when yer willy ain't too hard," with a captive audience Jumbo was getting very enthusiastic, "so whenever I've cum in me pants, I does a couple of little drips. Look, you only gotta let a drop out, not get everything wet, just a bit damp and like I says, it's being able to control yer pee!" "But, I still reckons I'd fucking piss meself." Geoff put a hand down to squeeze his cock through his jeans. "Thing is, once you got the hang of it you can do it anywhere," Jumbo was clearly very excited about having a pupil and now willing to admit to personal failings, "see, I always does it a couple of times when we's having that boring morning assembly!" "Wot! You pisses in yer pants while that old headmasters fucking banging on!" Geoff was very impressed, maybe he should really try it. "Yeah, every morning!" Jumbo's inhibitions were evaporating, he was now prepared to divulge another very personal secret. "See if I've had a wank on the school bus earlier, well, see, that drop of piss stops the end of me willy sticking to me pants!" "Bloody hell that's clever innit," now Geoff was now really, really, very impressed, "I gotta get me hand in and free mine when they sticks to it this Aertex stuff!" "So wot's think then," Jumbo made no secret of pushing his hand between the mounds of flab in the general direction of where his cock should be, "shall us have a wank, then we could have go at a little piss to sorta finish off?" Geoff nodded excitedly, for once it seemed he was not taking the lead. "And," said Jumbo throwing in one more tempting nugget of information, "now I does it sat down watching telly." "Cor, wot with yer parents there?" Geoff was hooked. "Yeah! I even cum one night last week when the news was on!" "Wot you doing then?" "I'm changing the sodding inner tube wot's it look like!" Alfie scowled and looked up at Mark, then back to the finger he had just squashed. "Said I was gonna do it when we'd had dinner didn't I? Don't you listen? Dad got me the new tube didn't he?" "Did he? Well I dunno do I, I'm only bloody asking! Just `cause you've hurt little finger don't fucking take it out on me!" "Shit, now it's bleeding innit!" replied Alfie wiping the blood on the grass. As ever, the truth was Mark was far more interested in matters of the flesh and feeling randy despite a very recent visit to the bathroom. "So wot d'you do this morning then, was you out with yer little mates then?" "We was meant to play footer in the park, but with me flat tyre I couldn't get there could I?" "I `spose not. Course you gets all dressed up for that don't you, with them little white shorts and all that?" "Well it's bleeding football innit?" Alfie didn't look up knowing full well what Mark's analogy to the shorts meant. "So wot d'you do instead then?" Mark had his hand under the elastic of his briefs through his pocket and was making no secret of it. "Not a lot, sorta messed about." "Wot in yer little shorts?" "Sod off, I can't remember." Alfie glanced at Mark's jeans. "You wanking out yer now, can't you wait?" "Strange that innit, see `cause.." Mark ignored the comment and continued to feel the end of his sticky cock through the hole in his pocket. "Wot's strange?" interrupted Alfie, looking up with a worried expression. "`cause, didn't I see you going off with Andy in his car just after I'd come out the house to go down the shops?" "You... wot!" immediately Alfie was thrown into panic mode, the worried expression elevated to underline something he shouldn't have been doing. "Wot... how.." "So it was you then?" Mark could see for some reason Alfie was worried, maybe there could more to it than an innocent ride in the car. "Uumm.. wot.." mumbled Alfie, not daring to look at Mark. "Well, where d'you go then?" "He, he gimmie a lift to the park." "Wot in them shorts?" Mark grinned, now he knew he was onto something. "You was with Andy in them school shorts that we can see yer pants through!" "No.. No.. no you fucking can't!" Alfie was now swearing, a sure sign of panic. "Ain't too bad if you wears white ones, wot colour you got on then?" "I don't bleeding know!" "You fucking does!" "Alright they's fucking red!" said Alfie finally looking up, his face as red as his briefs. "So why's you making a fucking gert secret of it and looking so fucking guilty then?" "Dunno.." with incredible effort he managed to look even guiltier. "I fucking ain't!" "You fucking is... hey.. oh fuck! Wot!" even though Mark's best subject was mathematics, in this instance the addition of two and two took a long time. "Wot?" Alfie prayed that Mark had not arrived at the correct answer. "Oh fucking hell... you fucking ain't... have you?" "Ain't wot?" his voice was drying up, lying was never his forte. "Look, I won't say nothing," said Mark lowering his voice as he bent over, "but, I reckons you was doing things with him wasn't you?" "No! Oh fuck!" squeaked Alfie immediately dropping the tyre lever, a euphemism for a bent spoon, whilst looking positively crimson with embarrassment at being caught. "It's alright, I won't say nothing and I knows you likes being played with by us bigger boys," Mark was now aggressively wrestling with his rock hard erection through the hole his pocket, the opening now taking three slimy fingers, "so tell me wot you did. D'you suck him `cause yer bleeding good at that!" "I ain't done nothing!" a truly hopeless liar, Alfie's appearance confirmed his guilt. "Wot's his prick like then?" whispered Mark, his own cock already tingling in anticipation of being held in thumb and forefinger headlock. "Do it taste as nice as mine do? Is it much bigger? Has he got a foreskin?" "You... you.. you won't say nothing will you?" croaked Alfie, plainly unable to keep up the pretence of innocence any longer. "You won't tell nobody will you?" "Nah, you done it before with him then?" "No! No!" Alfie shook his head violently. "Honest!" "Now, you gotta tell me wot stuff you done with him." "Wot! No!" "So this is really the first time you done something?" said Mark, wondering how he could engineer a situation whereby he too could do some stuff with Andy. "Just sorta happened like.." mumbled Alfie, "`cause, well 'cause he did see me red pants though them white football shorts." "And, I knows wot just he thought when he saw `em!" Mark grinned and continued to play with himself making no attempt to disguise his actions. "Wot! You been watching me?" exclaimed Alfie, quite surprised and almost flattered that his brother found him enticing in shorts. "Course I fucking have! Yer so fucking cute in them little shorts with yer little red pants underneath when you get a hard on, I've fucking seen you poncing about getting ready to play football, play with yerself more like it!" "Oh fuck, no you ain't have you!" Alfie was deeply embarrassed, knowing he would indeed look at himself and pose in the mirror to gauge the effect the shorts had. "I bloody have, I wanna put me hand up 'em and toss you off!" "Oh shit!" "Now you got me all excited, we're nipping in the garage and yer gonna suck me off while you tells me all about Andy's cock and wot he did to you!" Mark looked behind toward the beckoning half-open garage door. "Well fucking hurry up before I cums in me pants!" Geoff had been very careful not to rush his first meeting with Jumbo. Well aware that Jumbo could be incredibly sensitive in respect of his girth and rather small appendage, it had taken time to win him over and assure him that he would not become a figure of fun. So, with Jumbo over the first hurdle relaxing as far as inhibitions were concerned, Geoff had steered the way forward towards a mutual undressing while ensuring that all clues pointing to his sexual appetite were discovered en route. So with Geoff now leading the way, they undressed each other down to their underwear, Geoff having made the effort to wear a matching Aertex set and Jumbo adorned in St Michael vest and briefs. The process took longer than expected since part way through they began groping each and then Jumbo decided he really ought to inspect Geoff's bed to see how it compared to his own semen soaked example. "Gawd, go easy `cause me legs ain't meant to bend about like that!" Geoff didn't immediately reply, instead he continued to splay Jumbo's legs out across the bed whilst gently stroking the small erection confined within the heavily stained fly. Slowly he lowered himself down to literally face the mound of pulsating flesh contained in the overstretched briefs, delighting in the very distinctive aroma of Jumbo, semen and urine. "Ah, don't worry, I'm just checking." replied Geoff before disappearing out of sight, the view of his head rapidly obscured by Jumbo's stomach. "Checking? So you can smell the spunk then?" asked Jumbo excitedly. "Them pants has had five loads in 'em today and I wore 'em all day yesterday for you!" There was no escaping the fact that Jumbo's underwear held a real fascination for Geoff, much it has to be said as did Geoff's own matching Aertex variant arrest Jumbo's interests. While Geoff's main interest was in matters anal, Jumbo favoured urine orientated pursuits, both though were equally balanced when it came to their respective fetishises. Bodily secretions and deposits were something they both revelled in, especially illicit examination of their peers underwear and of course they were both compulsive masturbators in their own underwear. "Reckon I can get me head in 'em?" "You can do wot you wants down there, even lick me bum if you wants," replied Jumbo partly as a joke, "but, just don't bloody rip me clothes!" "Oh fuck yeah!" Geoff decided to take the offer at face value, maybe Jumbo really was as perverted as he was. However, the problem for Geoff was that his glasses were getting in the way and liable to fall off and without them he wouldn't quite see the intimate detail, even if he could smell and taste everything else that adorned the inside of Jumbo's briefs. "Yer just hang on, I gotta idea," said Jumbo tapping him on the head, "look if you goes on all fours and gets above me I can play with yer cock while you puts yer head in me pants." "Oooh!" Geoff raised his head so it came back into sight above the mound of flesh. It didn't take him long to change position and for Geoff to discover that due to Jumbo's enormous size, they were virtually rubbing their stomachs together as he leant over to begin exploring. With the addition of bodily contact, the new position added considerably to the erotic nature of the situation particularly when Jumbo found he was being confronted by Geoff's sagging, underpants above his face. Being made of the very distinctive Aertex mesh material, once worn both vest and briefs invariably became pretty shapeless and offered no support to those who were even only moderately well equipped. Just as was the case with Geoff, where folds of material drooped downwards from his body allowing Jumbo plenty of scope to peer inside and grope around. Thanks to the flimsy nature of the Aertex material it was with the minium of effort that Jumbo pulled the front of the briefs down and right into his mouth so he could really savour the smell and taste. Obviously during the process Geoff's erection was bound to escape and suddenly twanged into view, the wet piss slit almost in front of Jumbo's face as he continued to suck away at deposits of dried semen. Finding it impossible to resist the temptation, he rapidly capitulated and grabbed at the shiny head of organ hovering above him, using the precum as lubricant he began to rhythmically run his fingers up and down the shaft. That left his other arm free to wander which almost immediately if found itself forcing it's way through Geoff's legs, up between his buttocks to finally spear him with a finger. Despite the incredible sensations derived from Jumbo's simultaneous masturbation and finger techniques, Geoff somehow managed to continue his own quest and with scant regard for Jumbo's clothing managed to get his head inside the seminal heaven of Jumbo's briefs. Once inside he began licking everything in range from the pee stained hem of the vest to the pubic hair matted with semen, his aim was to ingest every trace of the semen which had so willingly been deposited for him over the course of the day. "Ooohhhh... is you gonna cum soon now?" gurgled Jumbo excitedly, "Just hold on while I gets ready." It was indeed cause for excitement since a long string of precum had fallen from the end of Geoff's twitching member down onto Jumbo's right cheek. With both hands still very much occupied there was little he could do about it short of trying to lick it with his tongue and watch as the shiny head jerked only an inch above his face. "Aaarrrggghhhh..." Geoff wasn't exactly in a position to reply, his mouth was full of pubic hair and all the delicious deposits that went with it, well at least he thought they were delicious. The best he could manage to do was to sort of grunt in the hope that Jumbo would prepare himself for the deluge of spunk that was about to flow forth. "Wot's that mean? Is you is gonna... ooohhh fffuuuccckkk!" Jumbo never got to finish the sentence, his words were drowned out by an almighty moan from Geoff who's testicles then discharged themselves directly into his face. With the wayward cock flailing around like a fire hose out of control and squirting an unending stream spunk, Jumbo's head was literally covered and that included very generous deposits to his hair, face, eyes, ears, nose and mouth. Choking for air, in all the excitement his immediate reflex reaction was to drive his finger ever deeper into Geoff, something which spurred his prostate onto greater things and produced even more spunk. Quite understandably, Geoff's response was by way of the well known physics mantra, simply that every action has a reaction. And, Geoff's reaction to being milked dry whilst impaled on the jabbing finger was to take Jumbo's entire cock in his mouth whilst burrowing deep in between the pair of hot, wobbly buttocks to sink his finger inside. Being inside Jumbo's briefs in that position was all very well for a while, but Geoff was soon desperate for some air and then discovered that with waistband around the back of his neck moving his head was not easy especially with Jumbo holding onto him as well. It was at that point his glasses fell of the end of his nose and disappeared without trace somewhere between the enormously fat legs just as Jumbo's next ejaculation threatened to engulf them. "I gotta get outta yer, I needs some air!" gasped Geoff having let Jumbo's quivering cock slip from his mouth. "Can you let go me legs?" "Let go of yer wot?" replied a semen coated Jumbo, really wanting to prolong matters not shorten them, particularly when it came to fingering Geoff's bottom. "Jumbo let me go, I gotta get up `cause I needs some fucking air." "No, just fucking hang on `cause I wants to try something else." "Wot? I can't hear you properly." Geoff's voice was becoming very muffled. Jumbo didn't reply, he was determined to do something which even Geoff had not dared do, although that was not to say he had not thought about it. In one swift movement Geoff found himself forceably flattened onto the pink wobbling mass that was the stomach below. Jumbo, now with his head positioned between Geoff's legs had an unobstructed view ahead as to what was so temptingly on offer. Forced even further forward into the overstretched briefs and still unable to see anything, it was for Geoff a delightful surprise to suddenly feel Jumbo's semen streaked face being forced between his buttocks. That was immediately followed by a firm, wet tongue replacing the finger that had been so unwaveringly implanted in his bottom until then. The finger in question was now in Jumbo's mouth, who having sucked it many times from self-exploration thought it an added bonus to see how somebody else tasted. Amazingly, as yet Jumbo had not ejaculated. That though was imminent, especially now his cock was tightly sandwiched between their two heaving, sweaty bodies with Geoff actively exploring the folds of flesh that now surrounded him. Jumbo clutching at Geoff's slimy cock and relishing a mouthful of anal tract forced his dribbling erection up against the Aertex vest unable to hold on any longer. Moments later he felt his cock explode to shoot a vast quantity of spunk between them, spurred on to even greater heights Geoff forced himself down aiming to simultaneously squeeze Jumbo's cock whilst spreading the gloriously slimy spunk between them. Between the two of them gyrating around it didn't take very long before the semen found it's way over everything including both their underwear and Geoff's bed, not that he really cared and was in fact quite turned on by it! Eventually their exertions proved too much and both needed to lay quietly before facing the somewhat daunting task of making themselves respectable. "Gawd, I'm fucked!" gasped Geoff having only just extricated his head from Jumbo's underpants. "I `spose we'd better start tidying up before me parents comes home." "Well don't move yet, I wants to do me thing that I always does now after a wank." "Wot's that?" asked Geoff, his hand groping around between Jumbo's legs having finally located his glasses. "Gotta do me couple of drops of piss ain't I?" Jumbo started giggling, the situation seeming so ridiculous. "Oh, well don't piss over me bed `cause we've made enough fucking mess as it is!" With the lenses streaked with spunk and vision partially restored, Geoff found the giggling infectious and started himself, which wobbling precarious on top of Jumbo's enormous stomach did little to stem the growing laughter. "It's alright Geoff, don't fucking worry." said Jumbo, trying to summon up enough will power to control both giggling and bladder, which admittedly was rather full from the water consumed earlier. "Get ready, see if you can feel it when I does it." "Right." convulsed by laughter he stood no chance of detecting anything anyway, the Aertex vest separating them was already soaked in spunk. "You done it then?" "Yeah, course I done it... wot didn't you fucking feel it then?" "Nah, `cause everything's wet with yer cum innit?" he was having great difficulty in talking as he was laughing so much. "Do it again and give it like an extra squirt!" "Extra squirt!" Jumbo was verging on the hysterical. "Yer, like this, see I'm gonna do it as well." "Hey, but you ain't never done this before so don't do too much `cause yer willy's right by me head!" was all Jumbo managed to say, now totally hysterical. "Nah, don't fucking worry, so d'you thinks I can't control me own fucking willy then?" shaking with laughter Geoff was enjoying the sensation of bouncing around on the mountain of white, spunky flesh below. "Yeah!" Jumbo's assertion was indeed correct, as the tsunami of urine gushing from the end of the Geoff's cock instantly confirmed. Under the circumstances, he had no chance of controlling the flow and had very quickly given up, instead he lay there helplessly laughing as continued to empty his bladder all over the hysterical Jumbo. "Fuck you!" Gasping for breath it was all Jumbo could manage to reply. Equally overwhelmed and never having washed either face or hands in urine before it was to him, even with his urine fetish, a new and very exciting situation to which there was only one possible recourse. It was to release the pent-up pressure that had been building up in his own bladder and return the hot, wet, golden yellow compliment to Geoff. To say after all that they were exhausted was something of an understatement. So yet again they had to call a halt to proceedings to allow time to recover. It was nearly five before Geoff returned to the land of the living, brought back by a truly dreadful premonition. Sitting bolt upright in shock he only managed to stay there for a couple of seconds before overbalancing on Jumbo's none too steady stomach and falling down onto the wet mattress, finally rolling off the edge of the bed and with an almighty crash onto the floor below! "Fucking hell!" he shouted just before hitting the floor. "Wot?" The eyes of the semi-comatose Jumbo's blinked, swivelled and closed again. The smell of urine was deliciously overpowering and he was more than content to remain wallowing in the wet bedding as it didn't seem Geoff's fall was really worth waking up for. Lying, somewhat shaken and now stirred, soaking wet on the floor Geoff watched in disbelief as the drips of urine slowed formed on the underside of the mattress and then fell rhythmically to the carpet. Plainly the contents of two teenage bladders was more than sufficient to soak right through a mattress, then there was the smell. "Oh no. Oh no, no it can't be." he gasped in horror staring at his watch. It was. -------------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter 69 follows