Date: Wed, 23 Apr 2003 11:34:14 +0100 (BST)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Martin Roberts and the Greymount College Murders

DISCLAIMER:
This is a story. None of the characters in the story
exist and the events that take place are purely
imaginary. This is a detective story with sexual
overtones and is a sequel to `Martin Roberts
Investigates'. I hope that you like this as a piece of
writing. It is a sequel to

WARNING:
Do not read this story if you are in any way offended
by acts of a homosexual nature.

Do not read this if you are under the legal age for
accessing adult sites.

Always indulge in safe sex.

Copyright Steven Rose 2003. Not to be reproduced
without the author's permission.

MARTIN ROBERTS INVESTIGATES THE GREYMOUNT COLLEGE MURDERS

Chapter 1

It was a fine evening in February when the events that
would lead to Lawrence Miller's untimely death began.
Lawrie as he liked to be called by his friends was a
26-year-old teacher of History and assistant house
master at Greymount College, a private all-boys
boarding school just to the north of London and had
joined the staff at the start the academic year the
previous September. Lawrie had been surprised to gain
the appointment at Greymount College after only a few
years working in what one government official had once
described as a `bog standard comprehensive'. Lawrie's
success was undoubtedly due to his fine record of
having gained a first class honours degree in History
from Oxford University. The young teacher was also
assisted by the glowing reports from his
teacher-training year and the reference from his
comprehensive Headteacher was also a contributing
factor. Lawrie had done well at the first school that
he had taught at, but had just realised that the time
had come to try to move on. That was the day he saw
the advert for the job at Greymount College. Lawrie
had applied for the job more in hope than expectation
and was surprised to get an interview and even more
astonished when he was offered the post. Fellow
teachers at his state school had warned the young man
that, if he went into the private sector, it might be
difficult to get back into state school teaching
again. However, the chance to teach smaller classes
and to A level as well was too good to miss, as was
the fact that Lawrie would have his accommodation
provided. This was because the young teacher would be
an assistant House Master of Marston House, one of
several boarding houses, which were spread across
Greymount College's extensive grounds.

Despite the warnings, Lawrie took the post and moved
into Marston House at Greymount College shortly before
the start of the new academic year. The young teacher
had settled in well and liked the smaller classes,
even the ones for the lower year groups were enjoyable
and students responded well and produced their work on
time. Of course, the new teacher had a number of
difficult moments in class but most of them were
quickly ironed out. One incident had caused much
hilarity among students and colleague. Lawrie had been
teaching a group of twelve and thirteen year old boys
in Year 8 about the English Civil war and, in seeking
to make the lesson more interesting, had casually
asked whether the boys had a preference for Roundheads
or Cavaliers. Various members of the class had
contributed view as to which of the two groups was the
better and each contribution had been accompanied by
gales of laughter from other members of the group. The
young teacher could not understand why the boys were
treating the answers to what he regarded as a serious
question in such a frivolous way. However, back in the
staff room, a more senior member of staff had
laughingly pointed out to him that in Greymount
College parlance a Cavalier was an uncircumcised boy
whereas a Roundhead was cut. Lawrie grasped at once
the reason for the hilarity and determined that he
would try to avoid such a discussion in class again.

After he had returned to his flat in the boarding
house, Lawrie had thought that, on reflection, the
class discussion had not been all bad and that he had
learnt quite a lot about the individual members of the
group and the probable status of their cocks. An
interest in dicks of all ages, shapes and sizes had
been something of a secret passion for the young
teacher ever since he himself had been at school. The
new knowledge about some of the boys who lived in
Marston House added to Lawrie's interest in taking the
job and his nightly patrols of the dormitories had
sometimes been quite rewarding as he often saw
scantily clad, and sometimes naked, teenagers
wandering from showers to bedrooms. However, as a very
young and ambitious teacher, Lawrie was acutely aware
that he had to tread carefully and not cause any
scandal. He was sure that other teachers on the staff
shared his interest and, no doubt in time, he would
discover who they were and whether there were any
methods they used to satisfy their cravings.

The first term at Greymount College had sped by very
quickly and Lawrence had enjoyed every minute of it
and could not wait for the Christmas break to be over
so that he could return. Of all the classes in the
College, the group that the young teacher most enjoyed
were the group that was studying for the A level and
scholarship examinations and Lawrie had gained a
considerable rapport with this group. One student in
particular, Paul Ferris, was also the captain of
Marston House where Lawrie was the assistant House
Master. When the young teacher was on duty, the two of
them would spend quite a lot of time together talking
about history and other matters of interest. Paul was
in many ways the opposite in looks and personality to
Lawrie. The student was a handsome extrovert who was
tall, fair haired, muscular and athletic and had a
quick wit and great intelligence. Lawrence by contrast
was short, dark haired, almost totally uninterested in
sport and slightly shy although he too possessed great
intelligence. Thus, in class and sometimes in the
dormitories, Lawrence and Paul would debate historical
controversies and the finer points of some great event
while other students listened and joined in from time
to time.

Now well into his second term, Lawrie had been given
the responsibility of the boarding house while the
senior House Master and his wife were away for the
weekend and the young teacher was taking his
responsibilities seriously. Lawrie had decided that he
would do the evening patrol just before and just after
lights out and had arranged to meet Paul Ferris to
discuss any urgent matters after he had completed his
first round. Paul, like other senior students, was
allowed to stay up as late as he liked although it was
expected that everyone would be in their bedrooms by
1030 p.m. and asleep by midnight. The first patrol
went smoothly, a few boys were still not ready for bed
and the acting House Master had told them to hurry up
or they would not be in bed before lights out and
would lose privileges for the following day. This had
caused a rather hurried degree of washing and
preparing for bed and several collisions in the
corridors as young teenagers rushed to get to bed
before the deadline.

In an effort to give everyone a fair chance, Lawrie
waited quite a long time before he started his second
patrol of the evening anxious not to have to impose
any penalties on the boys. The teacher walked quietly
along the corridors and slipped through one of the
many doors that led off it and was pleased to note
that all the lights were off and everything seemed
peaceful and quiet. Lawrie walked to the end of the
passageway and was about to turn left when a slight
movement caught his attention off to the right, so he
moved quietly down the corridor and peered round the
edge of the door into a darkened room. As his eyes
became accustomed to the darkness inside, the teacher
could make out the figures of an older and a younger
boy. The older boy was leaning over the younger boy
and it was obvious from the movement of his arms  that
he was wanking the younger boy's cock. Lawrie could
hear a slight sound of whispered conversation coming
from the room, so he stood out of sight and strained
hard to hear what was being said. The teacher soon
realised that it was the older boy that was obviously
talking but he could not hear the voice clearly enough
to recognise it. The odd word was distinguishable and
Lawrie definitely heard the older boy say,

"Look, Peter, if you hold it like this and go a lot
slower you will get more stimulation and not cum so
quickly. Let the skin roll gently back and forward
over the dick head like I'm doing you now. How does
that feel?"

"Great", whispered the younger boy excitedly in reply.

"Do you want to wank me as well now?", asked the older
student.

"OK, but what time do you think Mr Miller will be
doing his rounds? I don't want to get caught out of
bed and lose privileges."

"We'll be quite safe here. This isn't on his route,
nobody saw you leave the dorm and there was nobody
about when we came in here. I'll make sure you get
back OK and don't get caught."

Lawrie peered through the gloom as the older boy
unzipped his trousers and the youngster put his hand
inside and began to wank him off. The older student
began to work the younger boy's dick harder and faster
and seconds later it was clear that Peter had shoot
his cum. Almost without warning a spray of spunk shot
out of the younger boy's piss  slit and landed on the
older boy's trousers.

"Shit, Peter, you've shot spunk all over my trousers.
I'll have to go and change them now. You'll have to
stop wanking me right away so that I can get back to
my room and clean up but I'll meet you here again
tomorrow."

"OK, sorry. I'll see you tomorrow, better go back
myself I suppose."

Lawrence quickly moved out of the way and into a
position from which he could observe, but not be seen.
The younger boy emerged from the darkened room, looked
furtively in both directions and then scuttled back to
his dormitory room. Moments later, Paul Ferris emerged
from the same room, equally carefully, and with his
hands covering the front of his trousers in an attempt
to obscure the large wet patches of smeared cum that
covered them. The amused teacher watched as the older
student walked quickly back towards his study bedroom
and, once Paul had disappeared out of sight, Lawrie
resumed his second patrol. When the young teacher got
back to his own study he decide that he would await
with interest and not a little excitement the arrival
of Paul Ferris for their evening chat.

The assistant House Master made his way quickly back
to his flat to prepare for the arrival of the House
Captain. Lawrie placed a pile of work to be marked
carefully on the only chair, leaving the small double
sofa as the remaining place where the two of them
could sit. The teacher also made sure that there were
a couple of beers in the fridge and then sat and
waited for the inevitable knock on his door. At
exactly the appointed hour, Lawrie heard a light tap
on the wooden panel of his door and went immediately
to open it. Standing at the entrance was Paul, dressed
in a school shirt but instead of his school trousers,
the student was wearing a pair of tight dark blue
denims. Lawrie could have made an issue of the
inappropriate clothing but chose not to do so,
especially as the jeans showed off the student's
bulging groin most effectively. The assistant House
Master invited the teenager into his room and asked
him to sit, indicating the double sofa. As soon as
Paul was in the room, Lawrie closed his door and made
sure that the catch went down to stop any possibility
of them being disturbed. Then, the assistant House
Master invited the student to have a drink but the
young man declined the offer and responded instead,

"I'm sorry that I am not properly dressed, sir, but I
had a slight .. um .. accident with my school trousers
earlier this evening and they are in the wash."

Lawrie smiled at the teenager's fabrication that had
been offered as an excuse and responded,

"Don't worry, Paul, accidents happen and I'm not that
much of a stickler for the rules. By the way, I wanted
to say how much I appreciated the efforts you made
this evening."

"Me, sir? How, sir?"

"Well, on my second round of the dorms, I couldn't
help noticing that you were taking your duties as
House Captain very seriously and offering comfort and
advice to young Peter Fowler."

Lawrence paused for a moment and looked at Paul whose
face had turned ashen and full of concern as the
student wondered how much the teacher had seen of what
was going on, and what he would say and do about it.
Most of all he was worried about what would happen to
him. Paul could see his secret sexuality exposed, his
career at Greymount College ending in expulsion and
his chances of going to Cambridge disappearing in an
instant, so he stammered a response,

"M .. me, sir? What do you mean?"

The teacher smiled encouragingly at the student and
said,

`Don't worry, Paul. I'm not going to say anything
about it. It must have been very disappointing when
the young lad shot his spunk all over your best school
trousers."

As he spoke, Lawrie had sat down beside Paul and was
slowly running his hand up the inside seam of the
student's jeans in the direction of his bulging groin.
The teenager almost instinctively opened his legs
slightly so that Lawrie could have better access. It
was not long before the teacher's hand made contact
with the softness of the teenager's balls and then the
hardness of the erect penis encased inside the
material and he gently gave the cock a squeeze. Paul
lay back in the chair and allowed Lawrie to give his
dick and thorough feel. The teenager's breathing
became shallower as the assistant House Master's hand
pressed hard against the firm erection. After a long
pause, Paul began to respond in an anxious voice he
whispered,

"Please, sir, I don't want you to stop, sir, but could
you get me get out of my jeans otherwise I'm going to
mess up another pair of trousers."

The assistant House Master looked at the teenager and
replied softly,

"I think you can call me Lawrie when we're alone and I
don't want to ruin another pair of trousers so let's
get you out of them!"

Paul undid the top fastening and raised himself
slightly as Lawrie unzipped the jeans and gently eased
them down towards the student's knees. The teacher
placed his hand once more onto the hard cock still
hidden by the boy's underwear and could feel the heat
coming off the teenager's throbbing cock. In a moment,
Lawrie had removed these last defences and Paul's
long, shapely Cavalier cock was fully exposed. Deftly
the older man began to wank the teenager making sure
that he exposed and covered the sensitive head with
each of his rhythmic movements. Paul lay back sighing
and making a slight whimpering noise and Lawrie could
feel that the pressure was building up and that soon
he would be rewarded with the sight of the teenager
shooting his cum. This was confirmed when Paul began
to unbutton his shirt at the bottom exposing his flat
stomach and chest. As he admired the student's almost
flawless body,  Lawrie continued to vary the pace of
his wanking action in an effort to postpone the
inevitable. The smooth feel of a teenager's cock shaft
skin was something the teacher had not experienced for
some time and the teacher did not want it to end too
soon. Paul, however, was losing his battle against
orgasm and his cock was throbbing uncontrollably.
Lawrie pulled the skin right off the head of the cock
and watched as the piss slit widened and then three
rockets of spunk fired in rapid succession out of the
end of Paul's cock and into the air before falling
back onto the heavy breathing teen's stomach and
chest. Lawrie would have loved to lick the creamy hot
jizz into his mouth but was unsure how experienced the
teenager was and did not wish to shock or discourage
him in any way. As a result the teacher decided to rub
the precious cream into the student's soft fair skin
rather than tasting it with his lips and tongue, a
pleasure he would postpone for another time. Paul lay
still for several moments after he had completed his
orgasm and fought to recover control of his breathing
and watched with a slight smile as his teacher gently
massaged his love juice all over his stomach and
deflating dick. Eventually the boy spoke,

"Thank you, sir .. I mean, Lawrie, that was a great
wank. Do you want me to return the favour for you? I
love wanking and being wanked so I'm more than happy
to do you as well after the great time you've just
given me!"

Now it was Lawrie's turn to experience the thrill of
being masturbated as the young student reached forward
and cupped the teacher's balls and cock in his hands
and slowly unzipped his trousers. Even in winter, the
assistant House Master rarely wore underwear so that
as soon as the teenager put his hand inside the opened
zip of the trousers he came in contact with the hard
shaft of Lawrie's cock. Expertly, the student removed
the teacher's trousers and grasped the shaft of the
older man's cock and began to wank him. Paul
recognised that his teacher was a Roundhead and
caressed the exposed circumcised head of the penis
with his fingers as he wanked the shaft vigorously.
Lawrie's piss slit was oozing pre-cum and the teenager
used this to lubricate the head and shaft,
demonstrating that he was not unfamiliar with playing
with other people's dicks. Paul's next move surprised
Lawrie even more. The youngster, who had been leaning
forward as he wanked the teacher, lowered his mouth
towards the pre-cum covered piss slit and began to lap
up the clear liquid with the tip of his tongue. Any
concerns that the assistant House Master had about the
student's experience disappeared in that second and he
began to manoeuvre his body into a position from which
he could take the teenager's hardening cock into his
mouth as well. Paul understood what was needed and
suggested with a sign that they slide down onto the
floor. The boy lay flat on the floor and Lawrie knelt
over him allowing his cock to slide between Paul's
lips as he engulfed the student's erect cock into his
own welcoming mouth. In the `69' position teacher and
student began to suck each other with great
seriousness and Lawrie could feel the explosion
building up in his balls. Slowly the feeling built up
until the young teacher was no longer able to control
it and so he pulled his twitching prick out of the
student's mouth and his piss slit flared and fired
volleys of cum over the teenager's face and chest. The
effect of Lawrie's orgasm was instantaneous on Paul
who responded in a similar manner sending a second
load of creamy jizz into the air and all over Lawrie's
face. When they had finished cumming over each other,
the two men lay panting side by side on the floor of
the teacher's study. After a few moments, Paul again
recovered first and said,

"Wow!! That's the best sex fun I've ever had!! When
can we do it again?"

Lawrie looked at Paul and gently caressed the
student's now completely soft dick completely covered
in its foreskin protection and then responded,

"Whenever you like, Paul, you've got a beautiful cock
and I could play with it all day, but you had better
get back to your study and bed before anyone notices
you are not around. Maybe we can find a time
tomorrow?"

Paul grinned back at the House Master and said,

"I like your prick, too, it's really good to touch and
even better to suck!! I can hardly wait for tomorrow!"

Slowly and reluctantly the student and the teacher
began to get dressed and Paul prepared to go back to
his study-bedroom for the night. At the door, the two
horny men fondled each other's cocks for a last time
before agreeing to meet sometime the following
morning. Lawrie unlocked the door and watched as the
handsome teenager crept carefully back to his own
room. The teacher knew that what he had done was wrong
and that he should not have encouraged the continuing
relationship, but the attractiveness of feeling the
student's hard young cock had been more than he could
resist. Paul knew equally well that he was crossing a
dangerous line by having sex with a teacher and that
the consequences for both of them could be
catastrophic, but he could not resist either. As they
retired alone to their beds, each man was counting the
moments until they could be together again.

Over the next few days, Paul and Lawrie managed to
meet quite frequently and the result was always the
same, except that now they retired to Lawrie's
bedroom, got naked and enjoyed each other's company in
the teacher's small but comfortable bed. During these
days each man gained further knowledge of the other.
Paul learned a lot about what made Lawrie especially
horny and the teacher learned a little more about the
sexual life of students in Marston House. When Paul
had first arrived at Greymount College, a kindly old
House Master, Geoffrey Forbes, who was a single man
close to retirement, had run Marston House. In those
early days, boys would engage in casual sexual
activity in the dormitories and showers. Although most
of the boarders would only at most agree to mutual
masturbation, a small group, including Paul, had
developed their interests further, encouraged by a
number of more senior boarders. Nobody was certain
whether Mr Forbes knew about what was going on, but he
seemed to tolerate it even if he did. In the confined
space of a Marston House all the teenagers needed an
outlet for their sexual needs and, provided nobody was
forced or hurt, a blind eye was turned to what went on
after lights-out. Paul and the group of more serious
sexual adventurers had gradually grown up through the
school years and now the handsome teenager was the
leader of the secret group of gay activists within the
House.

The group had gone into something of a decline,
however, following the arrival of the new Principal
and a younger House Master, Raymond Collinson, about
four years ago. The change of Principal had brought
Alex Scott-Brown to Greymount College. He was a man in
his early fifties but with a much younger second wife,
Lizzie. Like his boss, Raymond Collinson was married
and both his wife, Marianne, and that of the Principal
were the subject of many a nocturnal sexual fantasy
for a large number of the randy teenagers in the
College's boarding houses as they wanked their
ever-hard cocks. Shortly after his arrival, the new
Principal with the active support of his House Master
had instituted individual study-bedrooms for all
boarders and had applied a rigid policy in regard to
boys being in each other's space. These rules were
still in force when Lawrie arrived at the school and
boys were expected to keep their door open whenever a
visitor was in their room at all times. The only
exceptions to the rule were for members of the medical
staff and teachers, although even the latter were
normally expected to keep the door open, as much, it
was argued, for their own protection as for that of
the students.
As he listened to Paul's account of sex at Greymount
College, the assistant House Master could not help
thinking how different it was from his own early
sexual and educational experiences. As a boy Lawrie
had attended a day school and the chances of sexual
experimentation and enjoyment were extremely limited,
just the occasional wank after games or in the showers
and sometimes, if the person was very daring, in the
toilets. It was not until one day when he came home
from school and was just on the point of firing his
creamy jizz when Lawrie was caught by his neighbour
Alan, a young man of about 20. The older boy
recognised what was happening immediate and he wasted
no time and, before he knew what had happened, Lawrie
found his cock lodged between the lips of the
neighbour who was eagerly swallowing his hot ball
cream. The schoolboy had been both surprised and
delighted by this turn of events. Once his orgasm had
subsided and he had recovered sufficiently to notice
Lawrie could see that Alan's cock was still hard and
unsatisfied, so he wanked the neighbour as hard as he
could and was rewarded by the sight of cum firing from
the throbbing shaft and piss slit. After that, both
the young man and the teenager had got dressed and
nothing further was said. However, a couple of days
later, just after Lawrie had got home from school
there was a knock on the door and Alan was standing
there. Neither of the two said a word but went
straight upstairs to the back bedroom, got undressed
and proceeded to give each other oral satisfaction.
Lawrie had his first taste of spunk and thought that
it was not unpleasant. Over the next few months,
Lawrie and Alan met regularly and the younger boy
found that his sex education and his appetite for
sexual release were more than stimulated and satisfied
by these encounters. However, the chance of using his
new-found knowledge at school was very limited. In
fact, it was not until he went up to Oxford that he
was able to give unbridled attention to his sexual
passion, although, at the same time, Lawrie lost
contact with Alan after the older man moved to a job
in another part of the country.

As Lawrie thought about all this, he could not help
wondering what would have happened at his interview
for Greymount College if any indication of his sexual
interests had emerged. He knew for certain that if his
relationship with Paul was ever discovered it would
end his career and that he could expect no mercy from
Raymond Collinson or the Principal, but he could not
stop seeing him and the feeling was mutual. The couple
met as often as they could and knew that they were
running increasing risks in doing so, especially as
they found it difficult to keep their excitement under
control when they reached their orgasms. The danger
they faced was brought home to them one evening when
Lawrie was just about to enter Paul's tight but
welcoming arse hole. Suddenly the pair were disturbed
by a loud knocking on the door. Lawrie quickly jumped
out of bed, pulled on a dressing gown and indicated
that Paul should hide behind the large wardrobe. Once
he was sure that the teenager was hidden from view and
after he had ensured that the bedroom door was firmly
closed, the teacher went to his study door. Standing
outside was Raymond Collinson, the House Master, who
swept into Lawrie's room and sat down,

"Sorry to disturb you, Lawrence, didn't get you up I
hope, but something urgent has come up and I needed to
speak to you about it, right away."

Lawrie had been somewhat taken aback by the House
Master's sudden arrival and even more so by the
suggestion that something urgent that could not wait
had brought Raymond Collinson to his door. Initially,
he wondered if somehow he and Paul's secret had been
discovered but did not see how that could be so. Once
it was clear that this was not the purpose of the
strict House Master's visit, Lawrie quickly recovered
and replied,

"Oh no, Raymond, I was just about to get into the
shower when you knocked."

"Oh good, that's OK then. What I wanted to say to you
was this. As you know my wife is expecting another
baby early next term and the Principal has agreed that
I can have some time off. I suggested to him that you
should stand in for me as House Master while I'm away.
Since you've been here and been involved with
dormitory life, I think you've done well so far.
Anyway, the Principal said he was agreeable to you
taking over, if you were. However, he wants to know by
tomorrow so perhaps you'll think about it in the
shower and let me have your decision at breakfast
tomorrow. OK?"

Without another word, Raymond Collinson rose from the
chair and left the room almost as abruptly as he had
entered it. As soon as the House Master was clear of
the corridor, Lawrie returned to the bedroom and
signalled that it was safe for Paul to emerge from his
hiding place. The horny student re-appeared sporting a
large grin and said,

"That was a bit close, wasn't it? It made my cock go
soft straight away and yours too by the looks of it,
but we'll soon remedy that, won't we?"

Lawrie knew that this should have been the moment to
end the relationship but the second he felt the
student's lips touch his cock he knew that his resolve
would desert him. Within minutes Paul and he were both
sporting rampant erections and the teenager was
inviting his teacher to enter him once again. Lawrie
pushed the head of his dick into the warm and
welcoming hole and began to thrust deeper inside. As
he began his rhythmical action in and out of the tight
love channel, the teacher reached round and began to
wank the silky shaft of the student. Paul pushed back
to meet the invading thrusts and soon the two lovers
were reaching their point of no return. Deep inside
Paul, Lawrie's cock began to twitch and throb as the
older man felt the signs of his ball cream starting
its journey to his piss slit. The student braced
himself to receive the love juice as he felt the prick
inside him expand and then pump the creamy spunk into
the deepest part of his love channel. Then Paul let go
his own volley of creamy cum, which covered Lawrie's
pumping hand. The teacher offered some of the warm
jizz to Paul who eagerly sucked it from Lawrie's
fingers and then the teacher took the rest for
himself. After they had finished eating the spunk, the
pair lay back on the bed too tired to speak for a
while. Gradually they recovered and Paul and Lawrie
slowly got dressed again and the student carefully
left the room and went back to his study-bedroom,
unseen by any other member of the boarding house.

After their close shave, Paul and Lawrie decided they
would need to be more careful in future, especially
as, for a short time the following term, the teacher
would be Acting House Master. On the face of it, this
should have been good for the relationship but as
Lawrie pointed out, he would need to be available and
could have visitors at all sorts of inconvenient times
and the chances of being caught would inevitably rise.
Sad though he was when the Easter holiday came, Lawrie
was secretly hoping that the enforced break might
weaken some of the passion, but he was wrong. Even
during the holidays Paul contrived to find a reason to
see Lawrie and the pair spent a delightful afternoon
of lovemaking in the teacher's small London flat.
Nevertheless, when they returned to the College in
April, Lawrie told Paul that he thought that they
could not meet in his room very often because of his
need to be constantly available. Paul accepted this
but said he had an idea and would talk to the teacher
later that first day back. That evening, after the
first dormitory patrol, which he had delegated to Paul
as House Captain, Lawrie learned from the student that
there was a secret place that had been used by the
group of gay activists in the days when yjey had been
having group sex almost undisturbed. Paul undertook to
show Lawrie the location the following day.

Thus on the following morning, during break, Paul
found the teacher and indicated that the older man
should follow him. Lawrie walked casually behind Paul,
making sure that, when it was possible that they could
be observed by any other teacher or pupil, he kept a
respectable distance between them. Once beyond the
main buildings, the teacher quickened his pace and
caught up with the teenager. Paul led the way towards
a small wooded area, which obscured a small tower
construction. When they could see it more clearly,
Paul spoke,

"This is where we used to meet for our orgies a few
years ago, but the building was condemned as unsafe
and is now out of bounds. I think the odd smoker uses
it now and we could too. Come on, let me show you
round."

Excited by his student's obvious enthusiasm but also
anxious about the state of the building, Lawrie
nevertheless followed his student's lead. The teacher
soon realised that the tower was bigger than it
appeared as it was standing in a ditch and from top to
bottom it was some 25 to 30 feet high. Paul led the
way to the concealed entrance about half way up the
tower and the two went in, having checked that they
had not been seen or followed. The tower was a
revelation, it was deceptively large inside with
several moderate sized rooms that could be used for
the purpose that Paul and Lawrie wished to indulge in.
It would even be possible to meet in one of the rooms
and be obscured from and unseen by others who might
also venture into the building, provided little noise
was made. Having explored the whole building, teacher
and pupil carefully returned the way that they had
come and Lawrie said quietly just before he left for
his next class,

"I must say the tower does look promising. I still
have some concerns about it from a safety and security
point of view. It would be difficult to get out of
there if we were caught or seen, let's talk about it
tonight after the first evening patrol."

"Good idea, sir", responded Paul. The student
addressed the teacher formally, because others might
hear them talking.

That evening the two lovers met as arranged and Lawrie
agreed that they should test out the tower for a
meeting at the following weekend. On Saturday evening,
Paul slipped away from his friends and made his way to
the tower. Lawrie, who had arranged to have a short
period of time off that night, did likewise. Having
made sure that he was not being followed and that the
few people that the teacher saw and spoke to were
given no indication of where he was going, the teacher
eventually arrived at the entrance to the tower where
he knew Paul would be waiting. With increasing
excitement the teacher mounted the stairs to the room
that they had agreed would be best for their meeting.
When Lawrie got to the door he could see the horny
teenager half undressed waiting patiently for him to
arrive. Paul turned and smiled as he saw his teacher
approach but then whispered,

"Oh good, you're here. I know you had to be careful
getting here but the wait has been killing me! Oh and
by the way be careful when you cross this floor as
well, some of the wood is not very safe, that's why
the tower was condemned as unsuitable for use and
placed out of bounds. I don't want you to fall through
the floor and do yourself an injury. Well, not until
after we've had what we came here for!"

Lawrie acknowledged the warning with a smile, willing
to forgive the cheeky student almost anything as he
trod carefully over the floorboards towards the horny
teenager. On the way, the teacher noted quite a few
rotten looking planks and made a mental note to avoid
them in the future. Both the teacher and Paul knew
that they needed to be careful and quiet, as they did
not want to be discovered.

Lawrie completed the undressing of Paul and stood
close to him admiring his beautiful, flawless body as
the student removed the teacher's own clothes with
equally skill and sensuality. When they were
completely naked, the student and the teacher lay down
on the floor and spent quite a few moments just
fondling and caressing each other, as each of them
enjoyed again the feel and texture of the other's
body. After a short while, however, they both knew
that they needed to get down to the serious business
and arranged themselves in the `69' position. Paul
watched as Lawrie's mouth closed around the covered
head of his cock and the teacher used his lips and
tongue to gently roll back the foreskin and lick and
tease the sensitive areas of his cock head and shaft.
The student moaned with pleasure as the teacher
engulfed the length of his dick into his mouth and
down his throat and Paul responded by deep throating
his teacher's prick. The horny teenager loved the feel
of Lawrie's rough tongue on his shaft and did not wait
long before he began to slide his cock rhythmically in
and out of the older man's throat. Simultaneously,
Paul licked around the exposed head of his teacher's
prick and revelled in the feel of its velvety
smoothness as his teacher face fucked him in time with
the student's own thrusting. After a few moments
Lawrie moved his fingers so that they began to probe
the rosebud entrance to Paul's tight arse hole and
Paul gasped again as he felt his prostate being teased
and played with. The student's cock began to twitch
uncontrollably and Lawrie began to hum gently as his
mouth worked its way up and down the shaft and teased
the sensitive areas around the ridge of the exposed
cock head. Paul attempted to control his mounting
excitement and also stimulate his teacher so that they
would experience a simultaneous orgasm. The teenager
signalled to Lawrie that he was reaching the point of
no return and slurped even faster on the teacher's
pumping dick, drawing it deeper into his eager throat.
This was a method that was almost guaranteed to bring
Lawrie to the point of orgasm and Paul knew it. Both
lovers were at the edge and fell over it together
pumping spunk deep into each other's swallowing
throats until they had to pause for breath and milk
the cum onto their tongues. They each relished the
taste of the other's bitter sweet acrid cream before
devouring it. Normally, such moments would have had a
very noisy accompaniment but, given the location, they
had to indicate their pleasure with gentle contended
sighs as they struggled to recover their breath.
Lawrie was the first to fully recover and he smiled at
the handsome student and whispered,

"Wow, thank you, Paul, that was fantastic! I love the
taste of your creamy spunk in my throat and on my
tongue. Your cum is the best I've ever tasted!!"

Paul, now also recovered, grinned back at the teacher
and replied quietly,

"I could say the same about you, Lawrie. You are the
best!! When I'm with you there's nowhere else in the
world I'd rather be!! I can't wait for the next time.
I hope it won't be too long will it?"

"Well, it will be a little while I'm afraid, Paul,
probably towards the end of next week. This is because
Mr and Mrs Collinson and their baby are not due back
here until Wednesday at the earliest and I doubt if
he'll want to start work until the following Monday,
but if an earlier time comes available, I'll let you
know."

"Yes please, Lawrie, leave a message in the tower.
I'll check every morning early on my way to the
cricket nets. I don't know how I am going to wait that
long. I appreciate you have your job to do but if the
chance of an earlier meeting does occur, I'll want us
to take it. I can't wait until I can taste your cum or
have you up my arse again, I love the feel of your
dick inside me so much!!"

"I'll see what I can do, Paul but I have to get back
soon as I'm on duty at supper time."

"Yes, I know and I've got to go to evening cricket
nets."

The pair slowly got dressed and Lawrie waited while
his handsome student carefully left the tower and went
back towards the main College buildings deliberately
taking a route that would not arouse suspicion. A few
moments later and equally carefully the teacher
followed and made his way back to Marston House.

During the following week Paul and Lawrie saw each
other almost every day in class but the opportunity
for a private sex session did not occur, much to the
frustration of both parties. As expected, Raymond
Collinson and his wife returned to the college late on
Wednesday evening accompanied by their new daughter.
As soon as he thought it appropriate, Lawrie popped
into the House Master's home to welcome them back and
admire the new baby. While the acting House Master was
there they two men arranged a more formal meeting at
which Lawrie could report any matters that needed
Raymond Collinson's attention when he returned to full
duty. It was arranged that this meeting would take
place the following day. When the two men met, Lawrie
was pleased to be able to report to his superior that
everything had gone well during Raymond's absence,
although naturally he, along with other House members,
was pleased to see the House Master and his family
safely back at Greymount. Raymond thanked Lawrie for
his work and kind words and told him that he was
looking forward to taking over the reins again very
soon. The assistant House Master had assumed that this
meant that Raymond would resume work on the following
Monday, however, as he was leaving, Lawrie was
surprised to hear his superior say,

"I think you deserve this weekend off. I've heard
you've done a splendid job in my absence and the least
I can do is to work this Saturday instead of you. I
know how tiring being on call day and night can be!"

Lawrie could hardly believe his luck and thanked the
House Master enthusiastically, but also added that he
would be more than happy to work the weekend if his
superior needed more time to settle the baby into its
new home. However Raymond replied that he would not
hear of it and insisted that Lawrie take a day's
leave. The relieved assistant House Master rushed back
to his rooms in Marston House and quickly wrote a note
to Paul suggesting that they meet at the tower on the
following Saturday morning after Paul had finished his
cricket net. The teacher took the note and intended to
deliver it personally to the student but he was not in
his room when he knocked. Lawrie remembered that they
had already arranged a place to leave messages and so
he went to the tower and left the note in the room
where they usually met.

The following morning, a few minutes before the
appointed time for their meeting, Lawrie left his room
in Marston House and began a rather circuitous walk
towards the tower. As he made his careful way towards
his rendezvous, the teacher listened to the sounds of
early summer in an English Public School. The birds
were singing, in the distance some students were
playing music not too loudly, a few of the older
students were quietly studying and from the playing
field came the sound of several games of cricket going
on. Every now and again the raucous appeal from a
cricket game would attract attention but all seemed
very normal and tranquil as Lawrie approached the
entrance to the tower. The teacher went up the stairs
to the room they regularly used and pushed open the
door hoping to see Paul already there waiting for him.
To the teacher's disappointment the room was empty but
Lawrie was not worried and entered the room
cautiously, but he had only gone a few feet into the
room when something heavy came down on his head and
the young teacher slumped to the floor. The weight of
the teacher's body on the weak floorboards was
sufficient to break them and he crashed through the
floor and fell twenty feet onto the concrete basement
floor below. Lawrie's scream was drowned by the sounds
of early summer in an English Public School and
especially by a particularly loud appeal from the
nearby cricket pitch. For a few moments, the body on
the concrete floor of the tower basement moved and
twitched but slowly stilled as the darkness of death
blew out the last remaining vestiges of the promising
teaching career of Lawrence Miller.

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