Date: Tue, 30 Mar 1999 09:06:14 +0930
From: MG <mrmarty@tne.net.au>
Subject: Pressure Point

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PRESSURE POINT

By The Bard
Copyright October 15, 1998

In life we all reach the point where we are sure we are going to loose
control. We are going to go beyond the point of no return. Our heart says"
Stop!" But our brain says "go on !"

This is story about a young man who walks into a new world where the
pressures of human lust and desire drive him to tears of frustration and
sexual tension.  And so it begins...

Denny's heart begins to beat with anticipation as the taxi drives into the
school grounds. The school is very old and stands as a noble reminder of
times past. "its beautiful" thinks Denny to himself as he presses his face
up against the cold window of the taxi. The school was very old. Tucked
away in the Oxfordshire countryside, it was very quiet and picturesque.

The butterflies in Denny's stomach took flight as the taxi pulled up out
the front of the school. Denny grabbed his bag and climbed out of the
taxi. He put on his jacket and fixed his tie as the taxi slowly drove away.

This was Denny's first appointment at a boarding school. He had just
started teachers college and was pleased to find a job that came with a
place to live and free food. Most of his colleagues told him he was mad
going to live in a boarding school, but Denny was just pleased of the Job,
unlimited teaching practice and a place to live.

Denny was born in England but moved to Australia, with his family when he
was about 8 years old. He swore blind that he would return to England one
day and study to be a teacher, so far so good. Before he took this job he
was living with his aunt and Uncle. He loved them both very much but longed
to have his own place. Which is why he jumped at this golden opportunity.

Standing on the stone steps at the foot of a huge oak door Denny closed his
eyes and took a deep breath, " come on Denny you can do this." The door
creaked as he began to give it a push. Denny giggled to himself as the door
roared open. He felt like a character in a badly made (but well written ha
ha) horror movie entering Count Dracular's Castle. Which was ironic really
because the women behind the reception counter looked very much like Egor.
"can I help you?" said the Egor.

Denny Introduced himself to Egor, who actually turned out to be Mrs
Palmer. A lovely lady but ugly as sin.  Mrs Palmer issued Denny with a
handful for of ancient keys and showed him to the Boarding house where he
would be living and working.

The rich smell of oak climbed up his nostrils as he stood at the bottom of
huge wood staircase leading to the rooms.

"Your room is at the top of the stairs, near the bathroom" said Mrs. Palmer
walking out the door. Denny turned to thank her but he she was gone.

"Well Denny up the wooden hill!" Said Denny to himself lifting his heavy
bag over his shoulder.

The stairs circled up to a landing. At the top of the landing he was met
with a wooden door with his name on it. He was quite surprised to see a
door with his name on. It made him feel quite comfortable and at home.

The front door opened into a small living room. The room was bright and
quite nice.

Many doors led off from the living room. One to a kitchen the other a
bedroom with a bathroom. The apartment surprised Denny. He had visions of a
nasty small room with a bed and nothing else. Throwing himself down into a
large leather chair, he could finally relax. He was about to close his eyes
as he heard a knock at the door.

The chair squeaked as he tried to get this body to stand up. Denny opens
the door. A tall man was standing in the doorway. He had very little hair
and resembled some sort of old Lord he even sounded like one.

"Ah, you must be Denny" Said the tall man with a humorous cheesy grin on
his face.

"Yes, sir" Said Denny trying not laugh. He took the mans hand.

"And you must be Mr. Morris Spring?"

"Yes! well done my boy." Mr. Spring had a funny way of treating everyone
like a child, as if he was the only adult in the world., Denny invited him
in and they sat down in the soft, leather chairs. Mr. Spring didn't say
much, but what he did say was taken up with the plan of attack for when the
boys return. Denny was madly taking notes. Mr. Spring Hardly stopped for
breath.

The boys would be returning to school at 4.00pm. Denny looked at his watch
and suddenly felt a little sick as he realized it was already 2:30pm. It
was about 3:00pm before Mr. Spring left.

"Well Denny, my lad, I hope that's all clear? You'll be on your own when
the chaps get here, I have a meeting with the headmaster" Spring said all
this as he got up from the chair and walked out the door. Denny could just
here him say "good luck!" as he disappeared.

Denny fell against the door and let out a large sigh. "Bloody hell! What a
prick!"

Part 2..
PRESSURE POINT
By The Bard
Copyright Oct-98

4:00pm.

The boarding house came to life as the boarders piled in through the door.
Denny was a little overcome by the floods of boys, and their parents coming
his way.

It was then that he saw Samuel.  Through a sea of faces and people of
different ages, shapes and sizes. He was quite the most beautiful boy he
had ever seen.  Samuel was looking lost and frightened. He looked over to
Denny and their eyes met. Samuel has piercing blue eyes, he wasn't very
tall and his clothes were baggy. His blond hair hung low over his forehead.
Denny felt strange as he experienced new and strange feelings as his brain
refused to allow him to look away. His heart moved into his throat as he
watched the boy began to cross the floor and come over to him.

"Hello, Sir, my name's Samuel."

Denny's vision was blocked by the young boy's bright red lips. It was
almost like he was wearing lipstick. His eyes filled his head like a
scalded puppy.

"Sir?" Said Samuel again, trying to get Denny's attention.

Denny came to. "I'm sorry. What was your name again?" He reached down and
touched Samuel on the shoulder. His clothes were so soft and the feeling of
his warm body underneath the many layers of baggy clothing was lovely.
Denny's heart jumped further into throat and he even felt his heart
beating, deep in his loins, making him a little light headed. He quickly
moved his hand off Samuel's shoulder, like he was on fire, or as if by
touching him everyone in the room would be able to sense the feelings he
was having.

"I'm Samuel Jones, Sir!"

"Hello, Samuel, I'm Mr. Martin." Denny shook Samuel's hand

"Where's your Mum and Dad Samuel?"

"My Mum and Dad work for the UN, and they are in Somalia at the moment, I
got a Taxi here".

"Well I guess we'd better show where your room is." said Denny rummaging
through the wad of papers on clipboard, madly trying to push his focus else
where.

Denny grabbed the end of the boy's trunk and helped him carry it up the
stairs.

"Your room is at the end of the hall Samuel."

"Sir? Would you like to call me Sam? I don't really like my full name"

Denny agreed. "Ok, and you can call me sir!" laughed Denny.

They slowly made there way down the long hall to Sam's dorm. Sam's small,
firm, butt rested on the lid of the Trunk as he walked. Denny watched each
step, each movement his small rear made. He loved the way his clothes
rested on top of his butt checks, in the arch of his back, like a little
shelf. Even the way it flexed as he moved his weight from one leg to other.
Denny squeezed his eyes together trying to stop what he was doing. These
were alien feelings to Denny. He had always admired boys and often took a
second glance. But there was something about Sam. They had only known each
other for a few minutes, but Denny would give anything just to stop time
and hold this boy in his arms. He wanted feel the warmth he felt from their
first touch all over his body. The thought of those soft clothes and the
sweet smell of Sam's body close to his was giving him palpitations.

"This is your Butt, errrrrrr, I mean your bedroom Sam" Denny went bright
red, and heard the slam of prisons doors in his minds ear.

Sam laughed. Denny stood in silence for a second and then chanced a small
giggle himself.

"Come on lets get this thing in your bedroom..."


Part 3
Pressure Point
The Bard Copyright 4-Nov-98

7.00

The afternoon went quickly. Denny couldn't wait to get his feet up. He shut
the door behind him and sunk noisily into his leather chair. His body began
to sink as he let a mighty sigh of relief. Denny couldn't remember the last
time he had worked so hard as he slowly massaged his feet, Denny was about
to shut his eyes as the phone began to ring. It made him jump as he didn't
even realize he had a phone.

"where is the bloody thing" shouted Denny .The phone continued to ring

"Al right all right ! I'm coming!".

Denny lifted a pile of out dated newspapers and found the phone. It was a
very old phone and Denny was surprised by the weight of it as he lifted it
to his ear.

"Hello, Denny speaking"

"ah Denny. Mr Spring, here. The old girl and I thought you might like to
pop down for a scoop".?

"errr yes sir I'll be right down"

"Good lad!"

Denny put down the phone and sunk back in his chair. " What the bloody hell
is a scoop?"


In the Dorm

Sam was lying on his bed reading a book. He didn't know any of the other
boys, as it was his first time in this house. One or two of the boys from
his last house were in this house but in other dorms.

Some of the other boys had just come back form the shower and were getting
dressed. Sam peered into his book trying not too look. It wasn't the done
thing when you were in a boarding school.

In the other house, when Sam was younger, seeing his friend naked meant
nothing to him it was just another one of the things you had to go through
everyday. But now for some reason it meant more. They weren't just naked
bodies. They weren't just bodies like his. Some were nice and some were
horrible. Naked bodies also had a different smell now too. It was a smell
that Sam could not describe. It wasn't really a nice smell, like you would
like to bottle and wear to your girlfriends, but a sort of earthy, sexy
smell. Sam could feel himself harden as the smell filled is nostrils and
excited his imagination. He tried to focus on his book but found himself
reading the same line over and over. He so much wanted to catch a peek at
his dorm chums before they had their clothes on. And then it happened.

Sam could hear the footsteps of someone coming his way.

Sam lowered his book to see whom it was coming his way. Standing at the
bottom of bed was the most beautiful naked boy he had ever seen. His heart
began thump in his chest as he tried to avert his eyes but it was no
good. He had to look. The boy moved to the side of Sam's bed.

"Hi matey! What's your name?" said the boy, flicking the wet brown hair out
of his eyes and being extremely comfortable with his naked body.

Sam sat up, as he felt uncomfortable. " err my names Sam."

The two boys shook hands. The tallish, slight boy introduced himself as
Merlin

"Sam is that your stereo?" the boy pointed at the stereo on top to shelf
above Sam's bed.

"yeah! I got it for Christmas." Sam was dead proud of his stereo.

"Would you mind if I put on the radio, I hate it being so quiet."

"yeah help yourself Merlin" said Sam laying back on his bed and picking up
his book. Merlin lent over Sam to reach the radio. His almost pushed his
willy into Sam's face. Sam was very surprised but strangely didn't want it
to end. Sam tried not to look at Merlin's willy, that was dangling only
centimeters from his face. The sweet smell of Merlin's freshly washed body
filled his nose and laid on his tasted buds.

Sam was disappointed when Merlin moved his smooth, body away from his
wanton eyes.

"Thanks Sam" said Merlin Walking back to his bed. Sam watched Merlin's
tight bottom as it moved motionless in front of him.

"No. Thank you" said Sam to himself. Sam's heart was racing as he tried to
get back into his book. He just couldn't concentrate. His willy was very
stiff and he felt as if it was going to bust through his trousers.

"why is this happening to me? Why am I suddenly getting stiffies over
things I have seen time and time before? Why is it so exciting and sexy?"
Thought Sam to himself, once again reading the same line of his book over
and over, not even realizing it was upside down.


PRESSURE POINT 
Part 4
By The Bard. Copyright November 10, 1998

Mr. Springs flat.

"Another scoop Denny?" Said Mr. Spring peering through a cloud of Pipe
smoke.

Denny's head was already spinning from the last scoop, (being a glass of
port).

"I really ought to be getting back to the house, Its almost time for lights
out." Denny really wanted to get back to the house and away from the
dreadful consuming smell of Mr. Spring's pipe.

"Never mind". Said Mr. Spring Returning the glass decanter back to the
coffee table. " Before you go Denny I want you to have a look through these
files. They are profiles of some of the new boys that have transferred from
other houses. "

Mr. Spring handed Denny a huge pile of manila folders.

"Well there goes my quiet night in front of the TV." Thought Denny to
himself trying to juggle the files and his sticky port glass.

"I would like you to place close attention to a young lad named Merlin. He
got himself into a bit of mischief at his last school. Not quite sure what!
But its all in the files"

Denny made his way to the door and gave the small brass knob a twist.

"Well Morris I'll give these the once over, thanks for the drink" the door
led straight into the boarding house.

"Good night Denny" said Mr. Spring. " See you bright and early for breaky"
the door closed and Denny was once again in charge of the house.

He made his way through the games room and into the small lounge where the
boys were all sitting watching TV. He stood in the doorway and looked over
the lads. He moved in front of the TV and switched it off. " Sir We where
watching that." Moaned one of the boys.

"Ok lads its time to hit the hay!" There weren't many older boys in the
house so the small rabble that was left , much to Denny's relief, slowly
made their way towards the door which led to the stairs. Denny followed
behind them Switching off lights as he went. He climbed the stairs behind
the boys. Stopping at the top of the landing, Denny began to fumble in his
pocket for his keys.

"Good night sir" said the boys as they wondered to their rooms.

"see ya in the morning guys" Said Denny finally finding the right key and
opening the door.


Mean while. Back in Sam's dorm.


Sam gave up trying to read the book. He couldn't get the vision of Merlin's
naked body out of his mind, not to mention the vision, and smell of Merlin'
willy dangling centimetres from his lips. His stiffy had gone but he was
still having palpitations each time he forces the pictures into his mind.

Sam stood up from his bed and rummaged through his wardrobe and found his
towel. It was lovely and soft. He loved the smell of freshly cleaned
clothes from home. Even though the school washed things really well, they
didn't get it to smell like his mum did. Standing behind the door he took
another deep sniff and hugged the towel into his face. The softness of the
towel and the sweet smell filled his mind full of memories of his parents
and home. Sam felt weighty in his chest and his eyes began to fill with
tears.

"Sam! Don't you dare cry" Scalded Sam to himself. He took a deep breath and
got on with what he was doing. He reached for his soap bag and closed the
cupboard door.

Sam sat on the end of his bed and took off his t-shirt. The coldness of the
room made his nipples hard as it bit at his naked, smooth chest. Removing
his Trousers he noticed, out the corner of his eye he was being watched by
Merlin. Sam pretended not to notice that Merlin was watching and folded his
jeans and put them in the draw under his bed. Sam felt very naked standing
there in his boxer shorts. He had never felt this way before. He had been
getting dressed and undressed in dorms nearly all his school life. But
never has he considered that he was being watched. Never had he wanted to
be watched. The thought of Merlin watching him get undressed excited him a
little. Sam through his towel over his shoulder and made his way to the
door. As Sam walked across the room he met eyes with Merlin. It was obvious
that he had not taken his eyes off Sam the whole time he was getting
changed. He didn't seem to care either. As they met eyes there was no quick
movement to hide his gaze or turning the other cheek. He just looked right
into Sam's face. Sam was not sure what to do with himself. Sam reached the
bottom of Merlin's bed, which was near the door. He quickly thought of
something to say " I'll leave to stereo on for you ok Merlin?" said Sam
trying to make his voice as deep and as free embarrassment as he could.

"Ok Sammy, thanks" For the first time Merlin looked a bit embarrassed and
uncomfortable. He quickly pulled the covers he was sitting on over his
lap. Sam said nothing but he noticed that Merlin was trying to hind a
stiffy. Sam Pounding heart moved into the glands in his neck, not sure of
what he was feeling he quickly made his way out of the room and up the hall
to the ballrooms...


Steam burnt the top of Denny's arm as poured the hot water into his waiting
coffee cup.

The pain wasn't that great, as he was still feeling the effects of the
gallons of port Mr. Spring had poured down his throat.

Dressed only is his underpants Denny made his way to his bed. He switched
on the small bedside lamp and turned off the main light.

The warm bed hugged around Denny's body. He laid there for a while
wondering where the time had gone and how he managed to get through it
all. In the silence he could hear the showers and running and the quiet
talking as the boys were chatting about their holidays.

The smell of coffee was Lovely as Denny moved the mug to his lips. He felt
the defrosting tingle as the coffee warmed his tied body. Placing the cup
next to his clock his reached down the side of the bed and picked a file at
random and began to read.


Sam hung his shorts on the hook, on the door and padded into shower. The
water was cold at first and made him jump as it hit his chest. He climbed
further under the spray as the water got warmer. " ahhhh that's nice" said
Sam turning his back to the spray, closing his eyes and letting the warm,
soothing water spray into his neck. Sam grabbed the soap and began to work
it into lather. Standing in the warm water massaging soap over his firm,
smooth body he began to think about Merlin's body and how muscly and strong
it looked. Sam looked down at his own body. He ran his hands up and down
his torso trying to feel if his stomach muscles stuck out like
Merlin's. The gentle touch of his own fingers felt nice, He shut his eyes
and began to explore his own body at bit more. It felt great. Sam slowly
moved his hands around his chest and belly trying to find the most tiggerly
parts. He made his way down to his pelvis and began to lightly massage,
with the tips of his fingers, just above his pube line.

The pleasure shot to his brain like a static shock. His willy became erect
and the sensation made him arch his back and poke out his butt. He was
brought back into the real world as his butt checks touched on the cold
tiles at the back of the shower. Sam giggled a little as he almost lost his
balance. " mmmm that was nice" thought Sam to himself reaching for the soap
and finishing his wash. He considered masturbating as he took his rock hard
willy in his hand to wash it. But was worried someone might hear him if
they came in the bathroom to go to the toilet. Sam turned off the water and
reached for his towel.


Denny threw another folder on the pile next to his bed as he slowly made
his way through the endless line of boredom. He was hoping that he was not
going to be expected to remember all of the little details about the new
kids. Denny held the next folder in his hand and opened the front cover. It
was Merlin's.

Merlin' file was pretty much the Same as everyone else's except that he had
come from another school and not transferred form another house. Denny was
intrigued by a small footnote at the bottom of the page, that read;
"Expelled see insert". Denny fumbled through the folder and found a small
letter written to the Headmaster from the Head at the other school.

Denny held the written letter closer to the light. His heart began to beat
and he felt as if is throat was going to crap up with the vigorous pounding
of the blood rushing to his brain, as he read deeper into the letter. Denny
was shocked and a little turned on as he read that Merlin was expelled for
Inappropriate behaviour towards some of the other boarders. He wasn't the
only one to be expelled. Apparently a group of boy, of which Merlin was
one, were found in the bathrooms late at night playing sex games. It didn't
go into details , but Denny's imagination was doing all the describing for
him. He read the letter again and again trying to paint a picture in his
mind as to what kind of sex games they were playing. He began to laugh a
little to himself. " Those dirty little sods!" laughed Denny to
himself. Denny being quite young himself could remember the things that he
and his best mate used to get up to when they stayed over at each others
houses. Denny was sure in his mind that it was probably just harmless
experimentation and decided that they were making more out of it than was
really there. He did, however make a mental note to get to know Merlin a
bit. Just to let him know despite what the other teachers might say it was
all quite natural.

Denny decided to leave the rest of the files and was about to turn the
small light off, when all of the sudden there was a loud noise. Denny was
sure it came from the bathrooms...


Pressure Point

Part 5

Denny's heart stopped.  He leaped out of bed and switched on the light.  He
made his way to the door and quickly unlocked it.
He was encouraged to hurry as he could hear a muffled voice coming from the
bathroom.  With his head full of thought from the Merlin story he swung open
the door, and barged into the bathroom.
He was surprised to find it empty.  " Ok what going on!"  called Denny
making his way to the shower door.  His brief years as a student teacher
have tough him;  When a kids Says," Nothing" you can be sure all manner of
thing is going on.  Denny could here rustling a fidgeting from the other
side of the shower door.  Without a thought he pushed his master key into
the lock, of the shower door and sprung it open.
"hey what's going on !"  shouted Merlin in surprise as the door missed is
head by inches.  Denny looked down to see the shower empty except for a Sam.
Sam was totally naked and picking the contents of his soap bag of the floor
of the shower.  Denny quickly turned his back.
"I'm ever so sorry Sam!  I heard this almighty noise and thought there was
trouble. I errr ..um" Denny was very uncomfortable.  "had no idea your
were..were naked!"
Sam walked out of the shower still naked.  He stood in front of Denny
without fear of his nakedness.
"Well it is the shower sir and you do have to take your clothes off"
"yes I realise that!  What was the bloody noise?"  Denny was having a hard
time looking without looking.  He reached into the shower and handed Sam his
towel.  He watched as he wrapped the towel around his trim waist.  The huge
bath towel could easily go around Sam's body twice.  " mm you look gorgeous.
The way the water lays on your lashes and sets of your eyes, makes me want
to just hold you to me, I just want to cuddle you. "  thought Denny as he
half listened to Sam explanation. As it turned out Sam had just dropped his
soap bag onto the floor and all his stuff had gone all over the place.
 "sir Id really like to go to bed now" said Sam bringing Denny back to life.
 " yes!  Errr I mean yes of course of you go"
Denny watched as Sam walked out of the shower room.  He was beautiful.  The
bright lights reflected off his slightly wet body.  Denny was hypnotised by
this young work of art.  He followed the deep crevice down the centre of his
back all the way to his butt where the towel brought Denny's erotic journey
to an end.
Sam's body slowly disappeared around the corner and down the hall.  Denny
leaned against the bathroom wall.  His heart beating in his mouth.  Not of
fear or exhaustion but of sheer lust, and it frightened him.  What is going
on?  What is it about this boy that is so sexy?  So lustful?  Denny walked
back to his flat.  On closing the door he looked down at his boxers.  He was
embarrassed to find his willy sticking hard, down his leg and poking out of
the one of the leg holes.  "oh shit !" said Denny to himself, shutting his
eyes and falling head first against the door.
 "I hope to God that you weren't sticking out when I was talking to Sam, you
little bastard!"  Denny switched off the light and made his way back to bed
and his mountain of files.


Knock !  Knock!  There was someone at the door.  Denny climbed out of his
bed.  As he searched for his dressing gown to cover his naked body the
knocks came again.  Denny decided to leave it.  He would just poke his head
around the door , if it was important he would ask them to wait while he got
dressed.
The kitchen floor was cold on his feet as he padded across it.
Removing the many locks and chains, he opened the door.
"This better be bloody impor--"  Denny stopped as he saw Sam standing in
his doorway.  Sam's eyes were red and puffy
"Sam! What's wrong?"  Said Denny putting his hand on Sam's naked shoulder.
"oh please let em come in sir!  I feel really scared In that dorm and I feel
a bit sick too" Denny grabbed the his rain coat that was hanging in the door
and covered himself before opening the door properly and allowing Sam
inside.  Sam entered and Denny closed the door.
"Come and sit down Sam, I'll put the kettle on and we can have a chat".
Sam sat down on the huge leather couch and Denny went back to his room to
find his Dressing gown again.  He couldn't find it , so he slipped on his
boxer shorts instead, after all the were both guys.
The kettle boiled and he made a couple of hot milky teas for them both.
"So Sam what's the troubling you"? Denny plonked himself next to Sam and
gently put his hand on Sam's knee.  Sam, as Denny expected, was just a
little home sick.  He said he didn't get to see much of his father over the
holidays, and that he hoped he would come to his first day of school, but
rung and cancelled at the last minute.  Denny moved his hand and put his arm
around him.  Sam snugged in.  Denny couldn't believe way he was touching
Sam.  His heart began to go frantic and warm, fresh blood pumped around his
body. Denny could feel Sam's warm body pressed up against his naked chest.
Sam began to sob a little and Denny pulled him in more, and ran his fingers
through his long blond hair.
 " now come on Sam. I'm sure your Mum and Dad would have come if they could"
Said Denny really softly, still stroking the boys sweet smelling hair.
"I hate my parents! I...really...hate them--!."  Sam began to really cry now
and he threw his arms around Denny's chest and sobbed into his chest
"Hey I'm sure you don't really mean that, Why don't we give them a ring
tomorrow "  Denny kissed Sam on the forehead.  Sam's sobs slowed and soon he
was silent and looking into Denny's eyes.  Denny looked into Sam's dark,
blue eyes.  They were red from the crying and the lashed were twinkling with
tears.
He thought how beautiful he looked in the soft light, his face a little
puffy from the tears.  Denny lent down to kiss his head again but was met by
Sam's pushing forward and his lips being met by Sam's.
They pulled apart a little and stared into each other.  Denny couldn't
believe what was happening.  Sam moved forward again.  Denny found himself
at the mercy of his lustful heart and also moved forward.  Their lips met
again.  This time more passionate, more sexual.  Denny fell on his back,
into the large leather sofa, and pulled Sam with him.  Sam laid on top of
Denny still, with their lips firmly locked.
Denny closed his eyes and allowed the situation to take control.  He could
feel his willy hardening as Sam push himself harder into his pelvis.  He
reached round and put his hands on Sam's butt and pulled him in harder.
Denny could feel the softness of Sam's warm body under his Pyjama trousers.
Sam wasn't wearing any underwear beneath them, so his movement on top of
Denny, and Denny's massaging soon had them around his ankles exposing his
firm white bum.
"I want to see your willy now"  said Sam sitting in on Denny's tummy.  "Ok"
Sam moved onto Denny's legs so he would have it right in front of him.  He
lifted his butt as Denny pulled his shorts down, when Denny's hot, erect
penis was exposed Sam sat back down.
"That's better "  Sam laid back down on top of Denny.  He tried to lay with
his willy touching Denny's but he was too short and only came up to his
chest.
Denny began to wriggle little as this, young Teen, put Denny through his
paces a little.
 " I cant believe what he is doing!  I cant believe I'm letting him"   Denny
let a out a deep sigh as Sam began to bite his nipples.  He made his way
Down Denny's body until he reached the belly button.  " Oh my god I think he
is going to--" Denny felt Sam's hot breath on his Willy, the heat became
greater as Sam moved closer to the tip of Denny 's Willy.  He was sure of
what was going to happen next so he closed his eyes again and laid back...


Pressure Point

Part 6

Beep !  Beep! Beep!   The alarm brought Denny's body to attention, and
unfortunately back to reality.  Denny leaned over and switched off the
alarm.
His heart was still beating vigorously, and he was harbouring a very
prominent stiffy.
"Bloody hell !  What a dream."  Denny layed back and peered into the
ceiling, trying to catch his breath. He couldn't believe how real it was.
It was like it had just happened, there and then.   Denny rolled over again
and checked the time.  It was 7.00am he had a good 20 minutes before he need
to wake the boys.  Denny moved his legs out of his warm bed and onto the
cold floor. He reached for his dressing gown, which this time was where he
expected it to be.
He padded into the kitchen and switched on the kettle.  The Morning light
burned his tied eyes as he opened the small curtain over the sink.  Visions
of his dream popped into his mind as he peered hypnotised out the window at
the Oxford countryside.  Why has this boy entered his dreams?  Thought Denny
to himself.  His concentration was broken as the kettle began to boil and
steam up the window.  Denny poured himself a cup of coffee and made his way
into the living room.  He tried to take note of his surroundings as he
walked into the living room and sat on the leather sofa.  Everything was
spot on.  His dream was 100% accurate there was not  a thing in reality that
did not appear in his dream.  The reason Denny did this was because he was
told that when your surroundings, in a dream, are true to life then its
possible that the dream will come true.   Denny revelled in the thought of
going through the motions with Sam in real life but know deep down that it
would never happen.  Someone in his position could not go through his day
wanting to have sex with the boys that where in his care.  Denny decided to
try and bury his feelings  for Sam deep down in his heart.   He considered
it easy to be able to look and not touch.


At the top of the stairs 1 hour later...

The house was full of the sounds of running showers and 20 different stereos
all playing a different song or radio station.
Denny had taken up position outside his door, on top of the stairs. He had a
great view of the hall and could see all the way to the bottom.  When he was
totally satisfied that everyone was up and either showering or downstairs
waiting for the day begin he went back in his flat to refresh his, now cold,
cup of coffee.  His one coffee turned into two or three and soon time had
ticked on.  He was just about to find his jacket and make his way to
breakfast when the phone rang.  He bent down and picked up the heavy phone.
"hello Denny here"
"Den its Clare."  Clare is one of Denny's best friend's, in fact it was
Clare who was a great influence for him to take the Job at the School.
"Hi Clare Oh its great to hear your voice.  I was wondering when I was
going to hear from you".  Denny sat on the window sill looking out across
the school.  He felt warm and happy to hear the sound of his friend on the
end of the phone.
"Yeah Its great to hear you too.  Den instead of going to the school
dinning room, come over to my flat for breakfast, then we can go to morning
briefing together.
"Great !  That will be nice.  Where is your flat?"
the two laughed as they made idle chat and Clare gave Denny the where abouts
of her flat...

			       *************

Did we, or Didn't We?

Denny, feeling quite excited, pulled on his jacket and made his way to the
front door.  He couldn't wait to see Clare.  It felt like ages since he had
last seen her.  He could always talk to Clare about anything, he felt
confident that she would have an answer for the way he was feeling for Sam.

He put his hand on the door handle and gave it a turn.  The heavy door swung
open.  The smells of the Dormitories filled his lungs, and the quietness of
the once busy hallway felt almost spooky.  Denny was just about to make his
way down the stairs when he remembered that he had to do a last minute dorm
check before he went out in the morning.  He could almost hear the dominant
voice of Mr. Spring as he though to himself, " Make sure you do that final
check my boy.  Those little buggers will do anything to get out of school!"
Denny put down his brief case, and slowly made his way down the long hallway
looking in each room for hookies ( school skippers).
All rooms were empty, and most of the beds were made.  He had made it to the
end of the hall with only one dorm to go.  Sam's dorm.
Denny opened the door checked over the beds they were all empty and mostly
made.  Closing the door again his heart told him to take another look.  He
opened the door again and took another look.  In the middle bed on the right
wall there was lump huddled under the covers.  Denny moved into the room and
sat on the end of the bed.  "Oi !  come on you.  Your supposed to be on your
way to breakfast!"  Denny gave the body a firm shake.
"Please sir Don't make me go!"  It was Sam and he was crying.
"Hey Sam?  What's wrong?"  Denny pulled the covers away from his small,
puffy red face.  Sam's Blue eyes peered through the sheets and pulled
Denny's face  to there direction.
The crying face gave Denny a huge shunt of Deja vu.  Except the for Sam
being in his bed this how things got stated in his dream last night.
"Come on Sam what's so bad that its got you all upset like this?"
Denny reached down and softly placed his hand on Sam's head and gently
stroked his hair.  Sam looked up at Denny and smiled...


			      PRESSURE POINT

			   -A moment of Clarity-

PART 7

Denny's heart began to beat as he peered into Sam's eyes. He wanted so much
to take this boy in his arms and pull him to his chest, but knew that he
couldn't.  In his minds eye he could see himself holding and kissing Sam.
But he knew he mustn't.  his body ached with frustration as he fought to
hold back his feelings.  Denny pulled his hand away from Sam's soft hair and
moved  to the end of the bed.  " Now come on Sam why is it that you have got
yourself in such a state?"
Sam looked a bit put out as Denny departed from their closeness.  " I don't
really know.   I just wish my Mum and Dad had brought me to school
yesterday, Its almost like they are not worried about me  any more "  Sam
began to sob again  this time much deeper.
"They have never missed a first day, its not the same if they don't bring
me, I'm not ready to grow up."  Sam's sobbing turned into crying.  It was
breaking Denny's heart to see this boy crying his eyes out in front of him.
He put his hand on Sam's shoulder and massage it.  " hey come on -- we've
all got to grow up"
Denny moved closer, " Your Mum and Dad will always love you, and believe me
they will never think you are grown up"
"I tell you what, we'll give your Mum and Dad a ring and you can have chat
to them. ok? In the meantime I'll look after you and I want treat you like a
grown up OK?"   Denny laughed a little, but was stopped dead  when Sam sat
up and throw his arms around Denny's neck.  It was a lovely hug.  Denny
could feel  Sam's warm soft skin as he pulled Sam's naked torso into his
chest.  Denny, although happy about the situation, couldn't help worry if
anyone walked in, he would be in trouble.  He tried to pull away but Sam
held on tight.  Sam loosened his grip, and Denny relaxed as Sam put his head
on his shoulder .  Denny was in heaven, he could have sat there on that bed
all day he was just so soft and so loving.  The smell of Sam's soft hair
filled his lungs has he put his face closer to Sam's head.  Denny's heart
was working over time as his puckered his lips and touched them , gently on
Sam's head.  Then he stopped. "What are you doing man,  Stop you fool your
going too far!"  Denny's conscience took a sign of relief as Denny removed
his lips carefully without kissing him.  Denny tapped Sam gently on the bum
"come on my Lad lets get you down to the nurse.  I've got my first lesson
in an hour!"  Sam let go of his new friend and sat on the end of the bed.
 Ok Mr Martin.  Can I really ring my parents tonight ?"
Denny put his arm around his shoulder " Of course you can!  Come to my flat
after dinner, and you can ring them then  OK?"
"yes ..thanks ..oh and thanks for the hug Mr Martin,  I feel a little
better."  Denny handed Sam his dressing gown and  marched him off to the
nurse.  This was common practice if you were having the day off school.

*******

 The door to  the nurses station slammed shut and reminded Denny that he was
late for meeting Clare. He pulled the directions out of his pocket and began
to run..
 Sam watched as Denny ran across the lawn outside the Nurses quarters.  He
felt strange as he peered out of the window and through the frost, watching
until Denny disappeared around a corner.
"He's a nice chap isn't he?"   said the nurse sticking a cold thermometer
under Sam's arm.
"yeah he's cool"  Sam wanted to shout out, and tell the nurse how he
comforted him, an how he made him feel special and loved.  He chose to keep
to himself. Not because he though it was wrong but because he didn't want to
share something that was all his, he finally found something at boarding
school that nobody else could share or borrow.
Sam felt  warm ad loving inside, pins and needles wafted up his back as he
though how nice it felt to have his bare chest pushed up against Denny's.
How safe it felt laying his head on his shoulder.  Sam peered into the void
as the nurse tried to get his attention.
"Well there's not much wrong with you chook!"
"No miss I just felt a bit low that's all, but Den-- Mr Martin sorted it out
and then suggested I come here for the day."
The nurse pulled him to her ample chest and stroked his head.  Sam could
hardly breath.
"ah ah there, there feeling a little home sick were well.?. never mind"
the nurse told him to strip down to his boxers and climb into one of the
many beds she had.
While Sam was taking of his dressing gown he thought again about Denny and
how nice he was to him.  Sam felt very loving towards Denny, and wished he
had an older brother just like him.  Someone he could go to when he felt
like he did today, not to give words of wisdom or tell him little anecdote
but just to hold him and tell him everything would be ok.
Sam pulled the covers under his chin and stared quietly at the ceiling...


***********


** Clare's Flat.**

"Thanks Clare a coffee Would be great."  Denny sits down and the small oak
table in Clare's Kitchen.  Denny admired Clare's slim figure and her
beautiful long black hair.
"so Denny where have you been the last 20 minutes? " she put the coffee's
on the table.
Clare noticed that Denny looked uneasy, like he had a heavy weight on his
mind.
"Hey Den are you ok?"
"yeah I think so.  Clare what do you know about Samuel  Jones?"
"well not a lot really.  Hes a good student, I certainly have no problems
with him in PE.  Why this sudden fascination?"
Denny felt uncomfortable.  " Nothing really I--I--I--" Denny began to stir his
coffee.
Clare grabbed his hand and stopped him in mid stir.
"Denny what is it.   You haven't seen me for 6 month and you stroll into my
kitchen late, then ask me a question about some little ankle biter"  Clare
began to laugh a little, but could see that Denny was not in joking mood.
"Denny.  Tell me! "  Denny knew he could not keep this a secret from Clare,
he knew that she would keep at him until he spilled is guts.  He also knew
that he could not lie to her because she knew him so well and would spot it
a mile off.  Denny was confident that what he was about to tell his friend
would not shock her, and that she would still be the same old Clare, his
best friend.  Denny lifted his head.
Clare looked into his tied, stressed eyes.
"Clare I think I'm--I'm in love."  Clare smiled "Well that's
fantastic, who's the lucky girl?"
Denny's voice was almost a whisper" No Clare !  You don't understand.  I
think I'm in love with Samuel.


*************


Pressure Point

By the bard

Part 8

Clare remained silent and Stared across the table at her childhood friend.
"I'm sorry Denny I'm not quite sure I heard what you said?"
"Please don't make me say it again Clare!"  Denny could not believe what he
has just said.  He had just admitted to being in love with; not only a minor
in his care, but a boy.
"well are you sure?  I mean, Bloody Hell, you've only been over there a
couple of days, and now you announce that your in love!!" Clare was
pretending to be shocked The room was filling with confusion,  mostly Denny's.
Clare stood behind Denny and resting her hands on his shoulders.  " Look
Denny, these feelings you are having are quite normal.  It comes with being
a boarding master, but don't mistake maternal feelings for love.  Denny
you're in one of those jobs where you have to be more than just a teacher,
you have to be mother, Father and big brother. "
"Yes, Clare your right..." Denny did not believe a word of what Clare said.
He knew what he was feeling for Sam was more than just brotherly love.
"Shit !  said Clare looking at her watch we'd better get going or we'll be
late for briefing."  Said Clare peering at her watch.
The two friend gathered their stuff and made there way to the front door.
Denny's clouded head was still not clear, and new a panic had wrinkled his
brow, "Today was his first day in front of a new class".

******


**End of Last Lesson**

Denny massaged his temples as the last of the students walked out of the
class.  It had  been a long ,difficult day for Denny.
As he rested his head on the pile of books on his desk, his body ached from
the stress that it had been under and his mind was tiered, yet excited.  His
first day as a teacher had been and gone and only the reality of having to
do it all again tomorrow robbed him of the of the feeling of graduation.
His quiet second alone was broken by a knock at the door. "hello Mr Martin,
have you had a good day?"
Denny turned his heavy eyes towards the door.  It was Clare.  At first he
felt a little uneasy as he remembered their conversation at breakfast.  This
was soon put to the back of his mind as his eyes focussed on the two cups of
coffee being carried by Clare, who now was taking form of a savouring angel
and less of an uncomfortable reminder of his problems with Sam.
The awakening aroma of coffee filled Denny's  mouth and nose as Clare
plopped the cup under his chin.
"so how's it been ?"said Clare sitting on the edge of the desk
"I'm absolutely buggered, they don't tell you at college how stressful it
is. I think I'll put in a complaint next time I'm there ha hah"
Denny took a mouthful of coffee and let out a satisfied sigh as the caffeine
gently entered those hard to reach places.
"Clare, about this morning.  I hope I didn't do any damage to  our
friendship, you must think I'm a real freak?" Clare stood up and closed the
door.
"Of Course I don't !  Look Denny Its not unusual for someone in your
position to get attached to the kids in their care.  Especially someone as
caring as you. What's important Den, is that you don't confuse  love, with
your maternal instincts to do your job well. "  Denny gave one of his  `you'
ve lost me looks' " What I'm trying to say Denny is,  that the way adults
love each other is different to the way kids love each other.  They can
never love you they way you would like them too.  If you try you'll end up
damaging yourself and  the kid ultimately loosing a great friend.  Trust me
I've been there -- and it hurts"
Denny was silent  there was no need for explanations.  Denny knew exactly
what she was saying.  He chose not ask her any questions as the hurt was
clearly worn in  Clare's  face as memories where  washing over in her busy
mind.  It was then that the bell of the end of the day went.  Clare picked
up her Coffee cup and lent over and gave Denny and loving kiss on the cheek"
Well Id better go and dismiss my class, I'll see you at supper Ok?"
"ok Clare I'll see you there"  Clare disappeared through the door leaving
only the sweet smell of her perfume.  Denny, feeling slightly better about
himself, packed his brief case and made his way out of the class room and
back  to the boarding house.


Pressure Point

Part 9

Written by the Bard

The boarding house was full of noise.  Mr Spring was on duty and it was if
he was invisible.
"Merlin!" shouted Mr Spring into the house in general.  "here Boy!"  It was
common for mr Spring to address this house in this manner.  He hadn't any
idea if Merlin was present or not, but he shouted his name regardless.

"yes sir?"  said Merlin standing at the office door, confused and out of
breath as he ran from upstairs.
"come in Merlin my boy.  Good lad.  Right settle down your not in trouble.
I simply want you to go down to the nurse and walk young Samuel back to the
house.  It will do you good to know  where the nurse is.
Merlin was quite relived "ok sir, do you want me to go now?"
"yes please."
Merlin turned and walked out of the office.  He stopped in the boot room for
his  coat and made his  way out the door into the cold afternoon.


**********

"haaaaaaaaa",said Denny as the hot water, from his bath seeped over his
shoulders and around his neck.  He had not realised how tied he was until he
got into the bath, he shut his eyes and tried to empty his head.
"What am I going to do about Sam?   Should I be worried?  According to
Clare all these feelings are just natural and innocent and they will remain
harmless until I try and turn them into adult feelings." Denny was quite
confused.  He wasn't sure if he could just live in the same house as Sam and
Merely do his Job.  He knew that he would want to hold him and touch him.
His dream flooded back into his mind.  The sweet smell of Sam's body, the
touch of his lips on his.  Denny closed his eyes and tried to summon the
dream back into his head.    It came..
Denny took hold of his hardened penis and began to massage it gently as the
vision of Sam's naked body flooded into his head.  Denny's heart began to
beat as his loins responded to the massaging.   He Sunk deeper into the
water.  The warm water moved him further into his dream state. As he
masturbated the vision of Sam got stronger.  With each movement of his hand,
Denny imagined Sam's naked body on top of him smiley with ecstasy as he
moved up and down on Denny's penis.  Denny began to thrust up in the water
lifting his butt off the bottom of the bath.  He poked out his tongue and
french kissed with his vision as he moved closer to orgasm.
He even began to quietly utter Sam's name and begging him not to stop.  A
lightning bolt of ecstasy hit Denny's brain as he reached his orgasm, he
could almost feel Sams warm embrace as he came into his firm butt.  He fell
slowly back in the water exhausted as his penis pumped wildly.  Denny, still
with his eyes closed and in his imaginary world.  The vision of Sam was
fading with the orgasm but not before Sam fell unto Denny's chest  with his
head berried in his neck " that was great Denny" Said the imaginary Sam as
he kissed Denny on the cheek and disappeared.

Denny sat up and opened his eyes.  His whole body ached from its  frenzy
but he didn't care.  Denny pulled the plug and remained in the bath as the
water slowly emptied.  He could not believe what he had just been through.
Surely that wasn't your normal " don't worry its just maternal feelings"
kind of day dream.  Denny had never thought of another male when he
masturbated.  Denny didn't necessary want to have sex with Sam, but he did
long to see and feel is naked body.  The thought of Sam laying on top of him
and the warm feeling of his penis slowly slipping up his butt, was just too
much.  Denny knew that this, in reality, would be the last  thing that Sam
would want .  Why would he long to have some guys dick push up his bum, I
mean it would hurt for a start!  Why would he want to lay naked on top of
me, or hold me?  And why do I think he would want to kiss me with passion
and lust?    Denny began to feel quite sad, the feeling of his ecstasy long
gone, as the he asked himself these questions.  His stomach began to turn
over and he felt as if he was going to cry. The frustration of  his lust and
obsession was begging to rear its ugly head.  Denny began to feel a chill
from sitting in the empty bath.  He stood a reached for his towel.  " If he
was the same age as me I could go up and tell him how I felt.  He may not
ever talk to me again, and punch me in the nose but at least  it would be
said and done." Thought Denny to himself walking to his room.
 "but hes not my age.  He's a 13 year old boy. If you sat a 13 year old down
and tried to tell them you were in love with them and would like to have a
relationship they would do a Maculey Culkin, hands-on-face scream and tell
their Mum and Dad , which would be the end of my career"  Denny knew that he
would have to keep his thoughts and feelings towards Sam locked deep in his
soul.  This would be easy if he could only get him out of his mind.

********

*BACK AT THE NURESES STATION*

Merlin pushed the large heavy door that led into the nurses quarters.
"hello Nursey! "  Merlins voice  echoed around the old house and the floor
boards creaked under his feet.
"hello ! ...miss?"  finally Merlin heard the foot steps of the nurse as she
made her way up the hall way.  "all right my lad that's enough of your gob
your making enough noise to wake the dead !"
Merlin jumped "oh sorry miss, I've been sent to pick up Sam"
"sent to pick up Sam?  There's nothing wrong with the boy, I'm sure he could
walk by himself, I haven't done anything to him you know"  Merlin gave a
nervous laugh as he had heard the rumours that the nurse liked to experiment
with the boys and gets them to do all kinds of things for her.  Funny really
because the nurse has heard the same rumours but neither denies or confirms
them.
Sam came down the hall behind the nurse.  "hi Merlin.  What are you doing
here?"
 "sir sent me to come and get you"
"which sir?  Is Mr Martin on duty?" said Sam with excitement.
"no old Springys' on...Miserable old git, he gives me the willies"
"h hah ha its probably your willy that he wants!" laughed Sam taking his
place next to his friend.  The two boys laughed but were told off by the
nurse.
"all right you two that's enough" the nurse handed Sam a little white
envelope.
"now Sammy I want you to take just one of these before you go to bed, they
are quite strong but at least you will get a good nights sleep and I want
see your ugly mug in here again tomorrow .Don't loose them, and make sure
you give them to Mr martin as soon as you get in doors "  Sam took the
sleeping pills and put them in his top pocket .
"thanks miss".
As the door closed behind them the two boys made their way back to the
boarding house.
"hey Merlin,  was Mr Martin in the house when you were over there?"
"yeah I think he was in his flat why?"  "this was twice now that Sam had
asked about Denny" thought Merlin to himself
"why?  You two got a date? Hah hah ah" laughed Merlin.  Merlin felt a little
jealous. He quite liked Denny and was hoping to try and make him a close
friend.  He also liked Sam though his plans for Sam were a little more than
just friends.
"no nothing like that! Ha ahhh ha  He promised he would let me ring my Mum
and Dad."
"oh that's nice of him. Hey! while your on the phone to your Mum and Dad get
them to send you a food parcel.  You should have been at lunch! I'm sure
there was something alive in my Stew. Ha ha "
The two boys talked and laughed all the way back to the house.

_________________________

PART 10

Written By The Bard Copyright 1998-99

Outside Denny's flat

________________________

Denny's door made quite a draft as it swung open.
"hello Sam, what can I do for you"  feeling quite pleased to see Sam
standing at his door wearing only his boxers.
"well I was just about to go to bed and I was wondering if I could ring my
parents, then take those tablets the nurse gave me.
"Denny had forgotten about the tablets and his promise to Sam.  " Of course
Sam come in.  What would you like to do first?"  Sam smiled as he let out a
little giggle.
"praps I should take the drugs first, Merlin says he always wished he had
drugs when he talks to his parents. hA ha ha "  laughed Sam taking a good
look around Denny's room.
Denny re-entered the room holding the small envelope.  Denny lifted the
phone from behind the sofa" Well heres the phone!"
Sam was surprised by the ancient phone "wow sir this phone is so old!"
Denny handed Sam a glass of water and one of his t-shirts,  "Sam stick this
t-shirt on, its not right you sitting in my flat in your underwear ok?"  Sam
looked a little confused but did as he was told.  Denny knew that nobody
would give a toss about Sam being in his flat but he couldn't stand the
pressure of not looking at his half naked body any longer.  Sam's head
popped out of the hole, in the tshirt with a huge smile, he felt so special
wearing one of Denny's tops.  It smelt just like Denny, it made Sam feel
very close and comfortable.  Denny's plan of covering up his temptation was
a waste of time as Sam looked equally as cute in the baggy top as he did out
of it.
"here you go matey, take this and drink that! I'm going in my room while you
ring your parents, just give me a knock when your finished".
"ok thanks Sir."  Sam pulled the top over his knees and plopped himself into
Denny's leather chair.  Sam watched Denny as he disappeared in to his room.


About 15  minutes had gone by and Denny looked up from his desk, in is room,
when he heard the knock at his door.  "come in Sam" Denny stood up from his
desk and greeted Sam in the middle of the room.
"how did you go Sam?" Said Denny placing his hand on Sam's shoulder.
"really well Sir I feel much better now I've spoken to my parents, Dad was
really sorry that I was so upset and they have promised to come and see me,
and take me out at the end of the month"
"that's great Sam.  I told you every thing will be OK."
Sam began to remove the top Denny had given him.  " no Sam that's all right
you can keep it "
Although the top was miles too big for him Sam was pleased that he could
keep it (not to mention ecstatic). " thanks sir, its really cool!"
"well of course its cool! For one thing I've worn it: and secondly Its my
favourite, Nike top." Laughed Denny.
Sam's eyes began to feel heavy as the effects of the sleeping tablet began
to take on. "I feel really tied Sir I'm going to go to bed now."
Sam began to walk out of the room towards the door before he left he turned
to look at Denny.
"Sir when you  said, today, that you would look after me and be my big
brother?"
Denny's heart began to beat "yes?"
"Did you mean that?"
"Yes Sam I did" Sam's face beamed as he smiled.
"cool! " He looked down at his feet and began to fidget.
"Denny?" Denny was shocked that Sam had used his name.
"I--no its ok. Goodnight"  Sam left quickly
Denny sat on the end of the bed his heart In his mouth.  He wasn't sure if
he was glad that Sam hadn't finish his sentence or not.  The only thing he
was sure about was that he was getting more and more attached to this boy
and that he would have to do something about it soon, before things got out
of control.


--------------------------------
Pressure Point
Part 11
Merlin.  While they slept.

The dorm was dark, and quiet.  Everyone was asleep except Merlin.
Merlin's eyes burned as they slowly got used to the dark and was able to
make out silhouettes of the sleeping bodies.
"If I'm careful, I could crawl low across the floor to Sam's bed and no one
will see me" confirmed Merlin to himself.
His heart made the journey from his chest to his throat as the realism of
what he was going to do washed over him as his feet touched the rough
carpeted floor.
Merlin's willy ached with wanton excitement as he slowly crawled across the
floor towards Sam's bed.  His half naked body filled with goose bumps from
the cool air  in the room.  Merlin lent his back against  bottom of Sam's
bed as he took deep shallow breaths trying not to make too much noise.  He
had made it.  He moved to the side of the bed and slowly peered down to see
if Sam had his eyes closed -- he did:  So far so good.
"I'll give him a shove, if he wakes up I'll come up with some elaborate
story, if doesn't I'm in." planned Merlin to himself.
Merlin's hand trembled a little as it traveled through the darkness towards
Sam's shoulder. Merlin gave him a good shake ... nothing.  He did it again to
make sure.  Sam made no noise at all, he didn't even move.  Merlin hoped he
wasn't dead. It would be hard to explain if someone came in the dorm and
found him Crawling across the floor in his boxers harboring a stiffy, and
someone was dead.????
Merlin's Willy began to pound with each heart beat as he reached for the
bottom of Sam's duvet and slowly lifted it. The Silhouette of  Sam's body
was so gorgeous, so perfect.  He knelt and just looked for a little while.
He kept his movements slow and minimal.  On one hand he wanted to saver each
moment as he may never get another chance; and on the other hand he didn't w
ant to wake anyone.  Merlin noticed that Sam was still wearing Denny's
T-shirt , that he so proudly displayed to everyone before he went to bed.
He didn't know where to start.  He had played this moment over and over in
his mind so many times but now he was actually here doing it he didn't know
what to do first.
He decided to jump right in the lions Den. He reached his hand into the
darkness of the sheets and placed his hand gently between Sam's thighs.
They felt great, firm and smooth.
Merlin's gently caressed Sam's inner thigh.  He felt  so nice, Merlin
grabbed his Willy with his free hand and closed his eyes as he slowly played
with himself.  Sam's body was so warm and soft.  He longed to climb into the
bed next to him but decided that might be a bit over the top.  Tiggles of
pleasure flooded through Merlin's body as he masturbated and fell deeper
into the soft pleasures of Sam's beautiful body.  He to traveled a little
further up Sam's thigh and see how big his Willy was.  He was surprised to
find that all for Denny's t-shirt Sam was naked. Sam's balls touched the
back of Merlin's hand, they were soft and red hot.  Merlin was surprised to
find that he had not stated to develop any hair on his balls yet. He was
both surprised and pleased as he too was ,except for a few downy hairs above
his  Willy, totally bald below also.  He carried on, and took  Sam's Willy
into his hand. It was warm and slightly sticky with sweat.  Merlin began to
gently play with it.  It felt funny, sort of like hot play dough.  Merlin
was surprised when it started to go hard in his hand.  Still sitting on the
floor his sat and massaged Sam's Willy for seemed like ages, he just didn't
want to stop, but it wasn't enough.  His Willy was still aching and wanting
more. Merlin could not believe what he was about to do, slipping his boxer
shorts of his slowly slid in next to Sam.  Merlin decided he would like to
press his naked body up against Sam's.  He wanted to feel his Willy pressed
hard up against his butt. Since Sam was asleep he decided it wouldn't matter
what he did.
Sam moved over on to his side, Merlin froze and held his breath.  His heart
brought him into reality as it thumped overtime  from shock.  Was going to
get caught?

   Merlin waited for a while until he was sure Sam was till asleep.  Morning
was not far away and he was running out of darkness.  Sure that all was safe
Merlin snuggled down behind Sam.  The warm from Sam's soft body was
indescribable.  Merlin was in ecstasy.  He wished the morning would never
come, as he put his arm over Sam's torso and began to caress Sam's chest and
belly making his way down to his willy.  Again he played with it until it
hardened, his own willy was pushing into Sam's back like a loaded gun.

Merlin moved lower into the bed and put his stiffy between Sam's bum check,
and forced his knees behind his.  It felt so comfortable, he snuggled in
more.  It felt as if Sam was made for him to fit, almost as if they were
perfect for each other.  It was so Warm and so--so-- perfect.   Merlin closed
his eyes and muzzled into Sam's neck.  Merlin breathed in Sam's sweet aroma
as he sunk into the pillow.

"Shit! Where am--?" Merlin jumped . he had not realized he had fallen
asleep.

The morning light was now almost filling the dorm.  Merlin reluctantly made
movements to leave his friend, he had no sooner moved his hand away from
Sam's stomach when he felt Sam's hand grab his wrist.   Sam hugged Merlin's
arm close to his body, his eyes still closed, and whispered  "Denny, don't
go!"

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Pressure Point
Part 12
Written by The Bard
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Merlin couldn't believe  it.  At first he was a little angry and quite
jealous.  He carefully slipped out of the bed and moved back to his own.
The excitement of his lust and sexual experience with Sam  had worn off.
Merlin layed on his bed staring into the ceiling.  He wished he had woke Sam
and told that it was him laying next to him and not Denny.  He thought about
going back and telling him, but wasn't sure how he would react.  He layed
back and watched the sun slowly leek into the room.  Merlin felt strange as
he pulled the quilt under his chin.  Small diamond like tears ran down his
face, as a new day began to claim the passion of the night before.


The morning finally won and the house was thrown into action.  Merlin didn't
wait for Sam to wake and he went straight to the showers with the other
boys.
He felt a little shaky, kind of overwhelmed by his actions.  He stood silent
in the shower still confused over Sam mistaking him for Denny.  What had
Denny and Sam been up too?  Had they been having sex? Or was Sam just having
a drug induced dream.  Merlin decided he would say nothing and just  pretend
nothing had happened, and see how Sam reacts to him.

Sam was sitting on his bed pulling on his socks when Merlin came Into the
dorm and sat next to him.
"Hey Sam how are you this morning?"
"Sam looked up with glazed eyes complimented by his, normal, infectious
grin.
"I feel really good actually, I had a funny dream though, well I think it
was a dream anyway."
Merlin's heart pounded into action.
"well tell then! " Demanded Merlin moving closer, pretending to be
surprised.
Sam looked over his shoulder and make sure no one was in hear shot.
"Well I'm not sure If it was a dream or not. Did you see anyone come into the
room last night? Someone like ... sir?" Sam looked a bit embarrassed as Merlin
giggle a little.
"I don't remember anyone coming into the room last night Why?" pushed
Merlin.
"Well I was having this really nice dream , If you know what I mean, and as
it was all coming to an end I kind of half woke and  saw ,what looked like,
Denny's hand around my waist".
"errr gross!  You've got to get help Sam" giggle Merlin.  Merlin stopped
when he saw that Sam wasn't that amused.  He then looked deep into Sam's
eyes,  with a serious look on his face,
"for all you know Sam it might have been me checking you out

Merlin stood and walked over to his bed kicking himself for almost letting
it slip.
Sam, as always, watched Merlin remove his towel and slowly get dressed.
Sam buttoned his blazer.  Bending down to make his bed he took Denny's large
t-shirt and pressed it up against his face to fill his lungs and mind with
its sweet smell.  It didn't smell the same for some reason Sam recognised
the smell but couldn't put his finger on it.  It wasn't unpleasant ,in fact,
it made Sam stir a little in his loins.  "Where have I smelt that before?"
thought Sam to himself as he walked over to the door.  Merlin was still
getting dressed.
"I'll  see you down stairs Mel, OK?"
Merlin turned" Ok Sam I'll be there in a tick"
Sam left the room and walked down the long hall way to the stairs.
"good morning Sam."  Said Denny as  Sam met him at the top of the stairs.
"how do you feel this morning?"  Denny stroked the back of Sam's hair
It was then that it hit him.  The smell!  Sam moved closer to Denny and took
in a quick sniff.  "It was Denny that visited me last night, Its his
deodorant that was on his t shirt"  thought Sam excitedly to himself.
Sam suddenly felt strange  in one breath he was excited by the prospect that
Denny had been into him and hugged him in his sleep; but on the other breath
he felt a tiny bit uncomfortable that Denny would come to him in the night
without  him knowing.
"hey Sam. You ok?" said Denny
"yeah I'm fine sir.  I'm just looking forward to getting to school"  Denny
felt a little rejected as he watched Sam disappear down the stairs.  Not
mention that he couldn't believe he had just heard a kid say "he was looking
forward to getting to school!!!???"
   Sam had almost made it to the bottom of the stairs, when he began to
smell that smell again.  It was stronger this time.  It went straight from
his nostrils to his loins.  He turned to greet Denny with a warm smile but
was surprised, not to mention confused, to find Merlin standing behind him.
Merlin put his arm around Sam as they reached firm ground and walked into
the busy TV room that led to the front door.
"what's up Sam you look like you've seen a ghost!"
Sam wasn't sure what to say. His head was very unclear.  Could it have been
Merlin who was in my bed?  Could it have been Denny?  Sam and Merlin left
the building together and made their way to the first lesson of the day.

				     *

Denny was in the office fussing around trying to fix  Justin's tie.
"How the hell did you manage to rip your tie Justin?" Denny was trying madly
to thread a needle while watching the time tick over very quickly, which was
always the case when you were running late .
His hand was shaking and he slowly got nowhere.  Just then it came to him!
"I stable the bloody thing"
Denny reached into the draw and proudly, with tongue hanging out for
support, punch two, well place stables into the tie.
He moved towards Justin, tie in the hand and stable gun in the other.
"your not going to staple it too me are you sir?"  questioned Justin with
his hands over his neck.
Denny began to laugh. " no! only if you rip it again."  Denny got down on
one knee and flick up the boys collar to put on his tie for him.
"Sir ?"
"Yes Justin?"  replied Denny now with the tie around Justin's neck.
"Is it wrong to sleep in others peoples  beds at night?"
Denny was a little surprised but carried on tying the tie.
"well it all depend.  I use to sleep with my brother sometimes, during
storms and stuff, why?"  Asked Denny  on both his knees looking straight
into the boys eyes.
"Well I woke up last night , cos I couldn't sleep, and I noticed that one
of the boys in my dorm was in bed with one of the other boys, and they were
cuddling."   Justin spoke with pure innocents and with a genuine inquisition
over what he had seen.
Denny wasn't sure how to answer this one, and he was sure he didn't have the
time to explain teenage experimentation to an eleven year old.
"Who do you share a dorm with Justin?"  Denny stood and went to grab his
brief case.
"Paul, Sammy and Mel Sir?"
"and who was it that was cuddling?"
"don't really know sir, but they were in Sam's bed"

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pressure point
PART 13
Written by The Bard. (c) 98,99
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Denny was speechless.
"is everything alright sir? you look ill."
"Yes I'm fine Justin, you'd best be on your way."  Justin left.  Denny's
stomach began to turn.
"well I'll be buggered!"  Denny shook his head as he reconsidered his choice
of words.  He was relatively stuck as to how to handle this.  Walking to the
other side of the office he picked up the phone, and rang the front office
telling them that he would not be at briefing this morning.  This was a
common occurrence for boarding staff so he knew there would be no questions
asked.  With the pressure of being late for briefing now gone Denny sat in
the hard, office chair that looked across the sports field and allowed his
head to fill with ways he should deal with this situation.  His brain was
telling him that he should simply talk to the two boys and suggest that do
not move around during the night disturbing the other boarders and ignore
the obvious experimentation.  But his heart was screaming out 'why wasn't it
me I wanted to do those things, Ive taken too long and he has found another
person to experiment with'.  Denny's stomach turned once more and tears
welled deep in his chest and in the back of his eyes.  "Stop it"!  Scalded
Denny to himself. " That's the way it should be, he should be experimenting
with his peers -- with his peers.  Not with some old sex crazed 19 year old."
Denny tried to be pleased for Sam.  Pleased that he had found a friend,
someone he felt close enough to, to be that close with.  Then it dawned on
him.  Merlin!  Merlin was not Sam's peer.  Alright they were the same
age, but Merlin had been expelled for forcing himself on another boy.
Denny's heart began to race again as anger ragged into his temples.  He
rubbed the bottom of his chin as he though  of what to do.  One thing was
for sure, he had to make sure old Spring knew nothing about all this...

				     *
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Meanwhile
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It was English and Mr. Connerly was rabbiting on and on.  Nobody was really
listening, especially  Sam.  His head was a wash over from his discoveries
this morning.  Who was it ?  Was he just dreaming? Was it just a coincidence
that he smelt of Merlin's deodorant or was it Denny's?
Sam squeezed his eye together and shook his head trying to get the conflict
out if head.  How was he going to know?  Deep down he liked the thought of
Denny holding him and loving him, but he longed to see Merlin Naked again;
to smell his body and feel it on his.  Sam pondered how perfect it would be
to have Denny as a career or big brother and Merlin as a best friend -- a
lover.
"A Lover? " Thought Sam to himself" what a grown up concept, How can you
expect another boy to have the same feelings as you.  How can you expect
another boy to think the same way about things as you do?"  Sam decided he
would have to put up with the fact that his visit last night was a mere
dream and he would have to put the deodorant thing down to coincidence.   He
knew he would never have the courage to ask if Merlin came to his bed during
the night, just incase he thought he was a weirdo or something.  The last
thing he wanted to do was loose his friendship with Merlin.  So that just
leaves Denny.  Sam knew for sure that it could not have been Denny, as he
was so embarrassed about seeing him in my boxer shorts the other night, he
not only made him cover up but he left the room.

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Clare's flat
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"Thanks Clare"  Said Denny excepting a huge, well made cheese sandwich.
Clare sat down next to Denny, it was quite cozy.  Clare had one of the
lounge rooms that was very comfortable and homely.  Lots of cushions and
Throws.   Denny bit into his sandwich as he sunk into a pile of cushions.
"so what sort of morning have you had so far Denny"  said Clare making
herself comfortable by tucking her feet under herself and lounging back into
the soft material of the chair.
There was a pause while Denny finished his mouthful
"Not bad actually, mind you I don't know how my afternoon is going to be"
"why do you say that" said Clare sipping her coffee.
"Well I had some surprising news this morning, from one of the younger boys
in Sam's Dorm"
"don't tell me! Sam's tattooed your name on his butt"  Laughed Clare
"Oh ha ha, very witty." Denny gave Clare a friendly shove.  Deep down he
wasn't that impressed.
"No. Apparently Sam and Merlin were sharing a bed last night".
"Well that's ok, its perfectly normal behavior for those little hormone
machines you know"
Denny half agreed but added"  you See Clare under normal circumstances I
would not worry, but Merlin was expelled form his last school for forcing
himself onto another boy. I'm a bit concerned that to innocent Sam its
experimentation but to Merlin its Sex or the need for a quick release."
Clare was concerned by Denny's story.  Not because of the two boys sleeping
together, or the fact that Merlin has been in trouble before, but because of
the conviction behind Denny's words.  The passionate way he says Innocent
Sam, and declares Merlin as guilty.
"how can you say that Sam has been raped by Merlin."
"I didn't!"
"well not in so many words.  If Sam had not wanted Merlin in his bed last
night, the whole house would have been alerted.  He would have woke and
screamed the house down if he found a stranger in his bed"
"There would have been no way that he would have known there was someone in
his bed last night"  Denny was getting a little agitated
"why?" asked Clare
"because I gave him two sleeping tablets from the nurse"
Clare began to laugh a little" were these tablets from our nurse?
"yes"
"They are saccharin tablets"
"what!"  said Denny taking the packet from his pocket.
"yeah that's right coffee sweeteners"
"I don't understand, the boy could hardly keep his eyes open last night"
Denny was quite confused but could see how a youngster could be fooled into
thinking they were strong tablets and letting his mind do the rest.
"She always does that with the homesick boys, it works a treat.  Which
leaves me to deduce that your innocent Sam knew exactly what he was doing
last night.
"what am I going to do?"  asked Denny looking more and more uneasy about his
clean cut raped case.
"nothing!  Leave them alone.  They are not hurting anyone and they are
becoming close friends. It's really cute, don't you think?" Clare smiled as
she moved closer to Denny and touched his leg.
Denny stood up "no I don't think its Fucking cute at all. I thinks its
bloody disgusting. How dare he take Sam away from me..."
There was silence.  Denny was shaking Clare was  looking straight into the
eyes of her best friend, bewailed but not shocked.
"At last! You've said it!"
Denny began to cry as the tension began to lift.  He sat back next to his
friend and began to rub his forehead as the tears fell uncontrollably into
his lap.
"I just want to hold him, and love him Clare.  Why can't I do that?   Why
want he love me?"
Clare was upset to see Denny in such distress, but knew she had to be
strong.
"come on Denny, what are we going to do?  You need to sort this thing out or
it will consume you."
Denny lifted his head, and exhaled as he composed himself.
"I'm going to tell him..."
"right we need to, first get Sam on his... You're what?"
Clare turned to Denny surprised by what she had just heard.  Denny was
composed and he looked strong, stronger than he had looked all week.
"I'm going to tell him how I feel, I just know he feels the same way, and I
think we could make it work if..."
Clare slapped  Denny across the face "Denny listen to yourself!  You can't
do that.  You're a man and Sam--Sam is a thirteen year old boy!  What are you
going to say? Hello Sam had a nice day? oh and by the way do you want to be
my boyfriend  "
Denny knew that Clare was right.  Denny cheered up a little and began to
hear himself a little.  " ha hee oh don't make laugh I'll start crying
again.  "Thanks Clare I feel much better now that you've dislodged some on
my teeth and belittled me ha ha ha"
The pair laughed at the situation.  The afternoon ticked on and the two
friends talked for hours, and Denny was slowly sorting himself out.  Deep
down, however, Sam was still burning widening  holes in Denny's heart.

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Pressure point
Part 14
By The Bard Copyright 98,99
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Denny wrapped his scarf around his neck as he left the cosiness of Clare's
front room and wondered into the unforgiving chill of the afternoon air.
He couldn't believe what a spectacle of himself he had just made with Clare,
and he felt quite privileged that she is such a firm, understanding friend.
By rights she should be onto the phone to social services as we speak.
He was milling over in his mind how Clare had suggested he find out who was
sleeping with Sam, without the rest of the house knowing, and without having
to confront the two boys.  The plan went a little like this;
  Denny was to tell Sam that he must sleep in the single room, which was a
special room, near Denny's, used for sick students that have quarantined and
stuff like that.  Because ,while he was taking sleeping tables, it was
school policy that he be watched by the boarding staff just in case
something went wrong  Clare and Denny assumed that Merlin, or whoever, would
hopefully come and visit them during the night, and Denny would be able to
assess if Sam was being forced into things or not, by earsdropping from his
flat

Denny shook his head as he walked into his last class for the day and
removed his coat.  "it will never work" though Denny.  He would, however ,
give it a try it could bare the fact that Sam may be being hurt, and he,
himself could really come up with a better idea.  He was going to suggest
that Sam slept in his room but was frightened that Clare might slap him
again.  He knew that he didn't want to confront Sam or Merlin about it, as
he wanted to respect their privacy (which almost made him laugh when he
thought about what he was planning) but he still didn't feel any better
about it.

Denny could hear the faint sounds of his class making its way down to
hallway, the sound still gave him butterflys.  He flicked through his notes,
without looking up, as they wondered in and found their seats.    The class
slowly began to find order and Denny was ready to teach.  Grabbing an over
used piece of chalk from the desk his eyes finally met the class.
Palpitations distorted his voice as he greeted the class. "good afternoon"
said Denny being torn apart by the view.  The Sam was in the front row -- with
Merlin.  He knew Sam was going to be in the class. That wasn't the problem.
The problem was he was sitting with Merlin.  The two boys were looking
really pally as they looked up at Denny with bright smiles and excited,
jovial faces.
Denny felt tormented and jealous.  He looked to the back of the room and
began the lesson again.  He couldn't believe  how  he felt.  He actually
wanted to leave the room he wanted to show Sam how damaged he felt.  "What
the hell are you thinking man!!" cursed Denny to himself as he re-adjusted
his notes and tried to start again. "right sorry about that class... I, er, 
er..." Sams deep, blue eyes peered into Denny, He  focussed away from Sam
's stare. He was crumbling.  Peering into his text book he grit his teeth.
This had to stop!  He shouldn't be jealous of a 14 year old.  He was a
teacher and a man.  Fighting back the stomach pains of someone who was going
to cry, he managed to start his lesson, but he knew it was going to be a
long afternoon.


*

"BBBBBBrrrrrrrrrrriiiinnggggg"  the bell finally rung and saved Deny from
his lesson.  As the room began to empty Denny called Sam back so he could
speak to him.  "Sam ! Id like to have a word before you go back to the
 house"
"OK sir" said Sam turning around and returning to his seat.
"I'll see you back at the house Mel?"
Merlin looked at Denny.  His eyes burned at Denny "what are you two up to?"
questioned Merlin to himself as he walked out of the class.
"Ok Sam I'll save you a seat in the tv room"
"cool!"
Merlin closed the door behind him and Denny listened as he heard the squeak
of his shoes disappear down the corridor.
Denny sat on the edge of his desk and put his feet on the table in front of
him.
"just relax Sam your not in trouble or anything."  Sam was relaxed but a
little confused, however, he did feel a little uncomfortable as he though
Denny was going to own up about being in his bed last night, and he wasn't
quite sure what he was going to say to him.   He'd thought about nothing
else.  Sam secretly loved the idea of cuddling up to Denny, the thought of
him stroking his hair and holding him , warmed  his adolescent heart.
"Sam ," Denny decided to get straight to the point "when you go back to the
house I would like you to take your bedding and night clothes to the single
room near my flat."  Now Sam was getting uncomfortable.
"I know it seems strange Sam but while you are taking those tablets that
the nurse gave you we have to keep an eye on you."
"ok Sir.  I was actually going to stop taking those tablets.  Since our
little chat and my phone call home I feel quite good."
Denny thought for a minute that his plan was going to bomb.  He couldn't
force to Sam to take tablets, even if they were sweetners, "well I really
think it would be wise to finish the tablets the nurse has given you"
fingers crossed
"Alright sir ,after all its only one night. " Sam gave one of his heart
melting smiles as he stood up and flung his bag over his shoulder.  Denny
put his arm around him and walked him to the door. "good lad,  I'll see you
over at the house?".
Sam hugged into Denny a little as he made movements to the door" ok Sir.
Seeya"
Denny let up against the door as he watched Sam walk down the hall.
"so far so good."

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Back at the house.
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"well come on then, what did Denny want you for?"  said Merlin pouring
himself a cup of tea in the house kitchen.
Sam lent up against the fridge ." nothing much, he just told me that he
waned me to sleep in the single while I'm still taking those sleeping
tablets. It will only be for tonight."  Merlin had never heard of that
before,  They didn't have  a single room at his last school.  Not only that
but he planned to pay Sam another visit, and pick up where he left off the
night before.
"where is this single room Sam?"
"its just at the end of the hall near Denny's flat, you want to help me move
my stuff?"  Said Sam throwing his empty cup into the sink.
Merlin gulp his tea down " yeah sure !"  The two boys left the kitchen and
made their way up to their dorm to gather Sam's gear.


***


Denny knocked on Mr Spring's door.  He waited for ages taking little jumps
to try and keep warm.  He just about o give up when he heard foot steps
coming to the door.   The door opened.
"good God man ! what are you doing on my front door step?"  Denny blew into
his hands"  At the moment sir, I freezing my ba--bo--bobble hat off" corrected
Denny.
Mr spring laughed a little as he dragged Denny into the warmth of the house.
"come in boy, come and have a scoop" There was almost no need for Denny to
walk as Mr Spring grabbed his arm and dragged him through the house. He
pushed him into a spongy chair and throw a large  Brandy in his hand.
"right boy!  What can I do for you?"  Mr Spring was on duty tonight and
Denny wanted to get him to swap shifts with him so he could pull his little
stunt with Sam, without having old Spingy asking too many questions.
"Mr Spring I was wondering if you would be interested in swapping shifts
with me tonight, as I need to have tomorrow night off instead?"  Denny
fiddle with his glass. "please don't ask me why, please don't ask me why"
begged Denny to himself wishing he had thought this out better.
"Why lad?"
"Shit!"  Denny took a large swig from his glass "I'm taking Clare out for
dinner sir,  I planned it quite a time ago and forgot all about my shift."
Denny pulled a crooked smile. " she'll fucking kill me!" thought Denny as
the springs checked their calender.
"Ok Denny,  Mrs Spring as given me the nod, She normally goes to her sisters
tonight and now I can go with her."  Spring watched as his wife left the
room.
"this is going to cost you a drink boy, her sister is a dreadful boar and I
don't mean yawn yawn I mean oink! Oink!"
spring began to laugh as Denny Drunk the rest of his brandy.
"well thankyou sir.  I'd best go and get started then."
Spring showed Denny the door.  As the door closed on Denny's back he let out
a huge sigh of relief.
In the single room.

Merlin and Sam were sitting in the bed.  " Gid its spooky in here Sam" said
Merlin Switching on the light.   The room was quite small.  There were two
doors one led out into the hallway, where the boys had come from, and the
other directly into Denny's flat.  "I'm just going to get my book" Sam left
the room leaving merlin on his own.
Merlin quickly went to work.  He checked the hallway door for squeaks, and
made sure there were no loose floor boards.  He also went over to the bed
and pushed it a little way in front of the door to Denny's flat.  As the
door opened out ways there would be noway Denny would be able to catch him
without making loads of noise and giving Merlin loads of warning.  Merlin
sat back on the bed.  He flet his loins spring into action as he thought
about what he was going to do.  He remembered what it was like to slip naked
behind Sam's body. He remembered the feeling he got when his hard willy
rested between Sam's butt as he layed and hugged into him.  His heart
palpitated as   the thoughts and sensations filled his head.  He Shut his
eyes trying to get things under control.  It was hard to breath.  "I want
him now, I want to do those things now."  Merlin started to think he didn't
care if Sam knew that it was him who was visiting him in the night.  He
wanted to look right into his big blues eyes and say "I want you!"
"what was that Mel?'  said Sam coming into the room.
"errr nothing I was just remembering a song" recovered Merlin quickly.  Sam
look down at his friend sitting on his bed.  His eyes went straight to his
crouch which was obviously very hard.  Sam was impressed as Merlins dick
poked down his leg and was as hard as..  He wanted to touch it.  He wondered
what Mel would say if he sat next to him and just had a little feel.
Sam sat on the bed, the two boys both fell backward across the bed still
with their feet on the floor.  "well that's the lot !"said Sam should keep
me going for the night"    as Sam stared at the ceiling the sweet smell of
Merlins body filled his lungs.  Sam looked again at Merlin's crouch.  He was
still hard and you could still see it hanging down his leg.  Sam decided he
had to touch it.
"Ok mel lets go and have some slop up at the dinning room"  as Sam spoke he
reached out his hand and put it on Merlins leg, deliberately putting his
hand directly on Merlins erect willy, as he lifted himself.  The sensation
of Sam's touch radiated through Merlin's body like an electric shock, he
almost ejaculated  it was all he could do to hold it back. Sam stood at the
end of the bed "you coming Mel?"
"almost!"
"what?" Sam pretended not to understand.  But he knew exactly what Merlin
was talking about.  He too was very excited, his heart beating with the
blood rushing to the head of his penis.  Sam could still feel the warmth and
hardness of Merlin's willy.  He had never touched another willy before.
Merlin got up from the bed.  The two boys stood quiet, both with noticeable
sniffies.  The atmosphere in the room was thick.
"well, we don't want to be late for supper"  Merlin stood tall and peered
into Sam's soft face.  The two boys could smell each other, they were close
enough to feel  each others warm breath.  Merlin knew he was going to kiss
him.  He could feel himself moving forward.  In his minds eye his lips were
touching Sam's and they were locked in a warm erotic embrace.
"do you think it will be fish fingers  or burgers tonight" Merlin was forced
back into real time.  Merlin put his arm over Sam's shoulder. "well my sweet
connoisseur, lets go and find out." The two boys laughed as they left the
room, both of them with the  knowledge how close they came.  But only Merlin
knew that  he was going to get another turn...

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I hope you enjoyed part 14,  part 15 is on its way.  Part 15 will be the
last part in this series.  My next submission will be "The secret Diary of
Toby Wilson II "  (The original story can be found in "camping")
In the meantime please feel free to send me your comments  at
papernquill@hotmail.com  Please use Nifty as your subject..
thanks
The Bard.