Date: Mon, 10 Mar 2003 09:14:37 +0000 (GMT)
From: Steve Rose <cutrose40@yahoo.co.uk>
Subject: Martin Roberst Investigates - 11

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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. I hope that you like this as a piece of
writing.


WARNING:

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by acts of a homosexual nature.

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Always indulge in safe sex.


MARTIN ROBERTS INVESTIGATES

CHAPTER 11

The pressure and excitement of the day had meant that
Martin had almost forgotten that it would be Tom's
birthday at the beginning of the coming week. Just
before they had left Scotland Yard to go home, Mark,
who had a good memory for such things had reminded his
friend, the Superintendent, about it when he had
casually asked what surprises Martin was planning for
his partner's birthday. Normally Martin made a big
fuss of Tom's birthday but this year the celebration
would have to be delayed. This was because the endgame
of the investigation would almost certainly be played
out at the coming weekend. Martin was sure that his
lover would understand the situation once he had
explained it all to him when he got to the apartment.
Sitting on the train going home, Martin had picked up
a copy of the evening newspaper that had been
carelessly abandoned by an earlier commuter. As he
read yet another story and editorial criticising his
alleged mishandling of the case, Martin smiled to
himself at the thought that he would have the last
laugh, and very soon too.

Meanwhile, at home in their apartment, Tom was waiting
for his partner and, as soon as he heard the key in
the door, he hurried to greet Martin. The broad smile
on Tom's face was met with an equally broad grin from
his older lover. Tom led Martin into the main room
where he had laid up the candle-lit dining table and
had placed a large bottle of champagne in an ice
bucket beside it.

"I thought we could have a bit of a celebration
tonight, Marty. I've cooked one of your favourite
dinners for us both and while we eat our food and
drink the champagne, you can tell me all about what's
happened. I gather from your expression that this
famous photograph had enabled you to crack open the
case and that you now know the identity of the
murderer."

Martin grinned back,

"Thanks for all this, Tom, you really are a lovely
man. Yes, I do indeed know who is responsible for the
murders but, as yet, without a confession, I can't
prove it."

As they ate and drank, Martin explained to Tom what
the team had discovered and how they had a reasonable
but not compelling case against the murderer. They
still hadn't got a proper motive but he, Mark and Bob
were going to work on it the following day. Then
Martin explained to Tom his plan to arrest the
suspect. Martin told Tom that he wanted the suspects
to be invited to be guests at Freddy's country mansion
if this could be arranged in the next couple of days.
Tom found the plan rather interesting and indicated
that he'd rather like to be present when the killer
was finally unmasked and arrested. The younger man was
slightly surprised when his partner readily agreed to
this suggestion. Half apologetically, Martin added,

"I must confess I completely forgot that it's your
birthday next week and usually we have a rather more
romantic weekend break to celebrate. However this
investigation had taken over everything and I need to
get it finished as soon as possible. Once it is, and I
hope that won't be long now, I promise I'll take you
away to somewhere for a long weekend somewhere really
special, you'll get to choose the location. In the
meantime, a visit to Freddy's will hardly be much
compensation but I can hardly refuse your request, can
I?"

Tom looked back lovingly at his partner,

"I understand completely, Marty. I know how stressful
this case has been for you and how tough it has been.
I'm not that worried about my birthday. It's on a
weekday anyway so a weekend after it would be just as
good as one before, as far as I'm concerned. This
weekend at Freddy's place will be quite a treat so
I'll get two presents this year!! "

Martin leaned across and kissed his partner full on
the lips and, as he drew back, said,

"I do love you, Tom! I can't say how much our life
together means to me!"

Tom grinned back and touched his partner lovingly,
inviting Martin by his actions to finish the meal as
quickly as possible and accompany him to the bedroom.
Once they got there, Tom seductively began to undress
Martin who loved the role-play that they sometimes
indulged in during their lovemaking. This form of
foreplay normally heralded a reversal of roles for the
two lovers. Martin was almost invariably a `top' and
Tom willingly submitted himself to the role of
receiving his lover's cock in either his arse or his
mouth. However, every now and again the couple liked
to change places and Martin knew that tonight would be
one of those times.

Tom expertly removed Martin's shirt and using one hand
to tease his partner's erect nipples, was soon using
the other to fondle the older man's half-aroused dick
through the material of his trousers and underwear.
Slowly Tom unzipped his lover's trousers and inserted
one hand so that he had better access to the now erect
penis inside. With the other hand, Tom gently tugged
the trousers past Martin's knees and on down towards
his ankles. Martin kicked off his shoes and stepped
out of his trousers. He was now standing in just his
socks and underwear. Still gripping the hard shaft of
his partner's cock with one hand, Tom next removed
each of Martin's socks and finally pulled the
underwear off so that his lover was now completely
naked, his rack hard prick standing straight and proud
in front of him.

Throughout all this, Tom had remained fully dressed
but his excitement was obvious from the tenting of his
own trousers and now it was Martin's turn to remove
his partner's clothing. Momentarily Tom sat down on
the edge of the bed to remove his shoes and socks and,
as he did so, took the opportunity to lick the length
of Martin's prick. When Tom was ready he stood up
again and Martin quickly removed his partner's
clothing so that it was only a short while before both
men were naked. Once this had happened, Tom knelt in
front of Martin and resumed his oral ministration to
the older man's cock. Tom pushed Martin back onto the
bed and ran his rough tongue around the exposed glans
of his lover's dick, before licking down the underside
of the rock hard shaft towards his balls. Martin
opened his legs as wide as possible in order to give
his younger lover better access to the object of his
attention. Tom worked his lips up and down the shaft
several times as Martin moaned his appreciation.
Finally, the younger man took each of Martin's balls
into his mouth and bathed them with his tongue.
Martin's prick was twitching with excitement at the
attention it was receiving. The older man's dick
throbbed even more as Tom ran his tongue underneath
Martin's balls before it slowly made its way towards
his lover's tight puckered hole. Martin loved to be
rimmed by Tom because the younger man had such a
sensuous tongue and he used it with great effect to
lick, wet and probe the entrance to the older man's
love channel. Tom's long tongue began to tease open
the entrance to Martin's hole and, moments later,
Martin felt the first of Tom's well-lubricated fingers
begin to probe inside. As Tom began to work first one,
then more fingers into his partner's hole, the younger
man returned his attention to sucking Martin's cock.
Martin was writhing with pleasure as Tom's fingers
drove in and out of his hole and his suctioning mouth
ran up and down the older man's shaft. Martin began to
shout encouragement to his partner,

"Oh yes, Tom!! Finger fuck my tight arse!! Suck my
balls and dick!! Eat my prick!! Suck it down your
throat!! Work your head up and down it and make me
cum!! Suck me, baby! Suck my prick hard!! I love you,
Tom!! I .. love .. you .. Tom!! Don't stop .. now ..
I'm .. almost .. there!!"

As Martin's orgasm built up strongly, Tom's began to
work his fingers faster in and out of the older man's
hole, teasing his lover's prostate with each stroke.
It was not long before Tom felt Martin's balls begin
to tighten and the shaft throb uncontrollably. Within
seconds, Martin's piss slit had widened and he began
to fire hot jizz onto Tom's tongue and down his
throat. Tom swallowed the spunk as it emptied from
Martin's dick. However, he saved some in his mouth and
once it was clear that Martin's balls had stopped
erupting, Tom moved to a position from which he could
transfer some of the ball juice from his mouth to that
of his lover. Martin took the offered cum and
swallowed it down. As they were lying close together,
Martin reached down and played with Tom's erect penis.
As he did so, Martin deftly ensured that his lover's
foreskin had completely rolled back off the head of
the cock. Then Martin lay back on the bed his legs
wide apart so that his lover could fuck him. Tom took
hold of Martin's open legs and placed them firmly on
his shoulders. As the older man watched closely, the
very red, sensitive, exposed head of Tom's cock was
lined up in such a way that it would shortly disappear
inside his waiting and well-prepared hole.

Martin waited patiently as Tom's fiery red glans
slowly entered his waiting hole and the older man felt
the head of his lover's cock brush against his
prostate as the rest of the shaft impaled him. The
full length of Tom's thick cock was soon embedded
deeply inside Martin and then the younger man slowly
withdrew it until only the head remained inside the
tight love tunnel. Tom smiled down at his lover as his
cock gradually re-entered Martin, pressing forward
until his balls slapped against the cheeks of the
older man's arse. Very gradually Tom increased the
speed of his fucking motion and, each time Tom's cock
pushed forward, Martin pushed back to meet the inward
thrusts. Tom was moaning with pleasure as he ploughed
in and out of Martin's tight hole. The older man
shouted encouragement to his younger lover,

"That's it, Tom!! Fuck my tight arse!! I can feel your
thick cock hitting my prostate every time you drive it
into me!! Oh, yes!! Give me all your cum!! Fill my
hole with your love juice!! Wank my throbbing cock!!
Please, Tom, make me cum a second time!! With you,
Tom!! I love you, Tom!! Cum inside me!! Show how much
you love me!!"

Tom's hand gripped Martin's shaft firmly and he began
to wank the older man's cock in time with his own
fucking motion. Tom's breath was becoming more ragged
as he struggled to control his rising excitement.
Tom's balls were churning and he could feel the first
signs of impending orgasm as his shaft began to tingle
and the head of his cock grew larger. Martin could
tell that his lover was about to pass the point of no
return and used his powerful arse muscles to grip and
squeeze Tom's throbbing cock. Gasping for breath, Tom
responded to his lover's encouraging moans,

"Feel my cock lodged deep inside you!! The head is
swelling and my .. piss .. slit .. is getting ..
bigger!! I'm .. almost .. ready .. to give you .. my
spunk!! .. Here .. I .. cum, .. Marty!! I .. love ,,
you!! Feel .. my .. cock .. shoot .. my .. jizz ..
inside you .. now!! I .. love .. you, Marty!!"

Martin felt the powerful throbbing of Tom's cock
inside him as the younger man shot his load. Tom balls
delivered a large amount of spunk that splattered the
deep recesses of Martin's hole as the older man
continued to grip the shaft of the spouting cock.
Tom's hand was still wanking Martin's cock and he was
rewarded by the sight of his older lover shooting a
second, albeit small, load of cum that sprayed out of
the flared piss slit before landing on Martin's chest.
Tom waited a few moments until they had both recovered
their breath and then spooned up his lover's creamy
jizz with his fingers and sucked some of it into his
own mouth and then offered the rest to Martin who
greedily licked his younger lover's fingers clean.
Tom's cock began to deflate and, as it did so,
gradually slipped out of the tight grip that Martin
had tried to maintain on it. Eventually only the head
of the younger man's cock was lodged inside his lover
but it was beginning to get very sensitive and Tom
indicated that he needed to pull out completely.
Martin, always sensitive to his partner's needs,
released his grip and Tom's super sensitive glans
emerged from his love channel with a slight plop.
Martin smiled lovingly at Tom and said,

"Thank you, Tom!! I love you very much!!"

"And I love you very much as well, Marty!! Thank you,
too!!"

As they lay exhausted side by side on the bed, Tom and
Martin slowly allowed unconsciousness to overwhelm.
For the first time in several days Martin slept well
while Tom, as usual, slept deeply until the morning.
Both men knew that the coming days would be very busy
especially if Freddy came up trumps and was able to
arrange the party at which the murderer would be
arrested and his crimes exposed to the other suspects
in the case. Martin woke early as usual and made
coffee for himself and Tom and brought it back to the
bedroom where Tom sat up sleepily and kissed his
partner good morning,

"Good morning, my love! Thank you for last night. It
was a most enjoyable early birthday present for me."

"No, Tom, it's me who should thank you. Without your
love and help, I don't think I could have survived
these last few weeks and remained as in control of
myself as I have. You have been a rock solid support
for me, I will never be able to repay you properly!"

"Don't be silly, Marty, I don't do it for reward. I do
it because I love and care about you. Just as you do
me. I often need your support and I always get it as
well." Tom responded and then leaned forward and
kissed his partner full on the lips before adding,
"And what's more, we both had the best night's sleep
in ages. I tell you what I could really do with right
now is a great big full English breakfast. Have you
got time for one as well? I'll cook it if you have."

Martin would have loved to say that he would join Tom
but he did not have the time. There was a lot of work
still to done and he needed to get started. The
detailed arrangements for the arrest had to be
finalised and agreed by his superiors and work on the
motive for the killings still remained to be
completed. Martin already knew that it would be
possible to determine a motive for several of the
deaths but the reason behind several of the other
killings was still unclear. Martin had just started to
explain all this to Tom this when the telephone rang.
Martin picked up the receiver and heard the
unmistakable voice of Freddy Eversley.

"Good morning, Martin, It's Freddy here. I wanted to
catch you before you left for Scotland Yard. Tommy
says you always leave bloody early, so hence my early
call. I trust you slept better than I did! I've been
tossing and turning all night trying to think how to
arrange this party you want me to hold. I've got an
idea but I'll need your help too. You see, my dear,
until what I need is sorted out, I can't make any
progress."

Freddy then told Martin the details of his plan to
lure the four suspects to his country mansion and the
role he wanted Tom to play in the charade. At the
conclusion of his account, Freddy told Martin that his
problem was that he needed an authentic sounding
American to play the part of a businessman looking to
start up a small enterprise in the Britain. Finally
Freddy had got to the point,

"You see, my dear Martin, all the actors I know are
either very well-known or at least are known to one of
your suspects, Graeme Adams because of his connections
to show business. I don't suppose you know someone who
might fit the bill?"

Martin thought for a moment and then replied,

"Well, Freddy, as it happens, there is someone who
might be willing to help. I'll try to track him down
and call you back in the next thirty minutes. He
wouldn't be known to any of the suspects so he'd be
perfect. If he's agreeable, I suggest me meet
somewhere quiet and make our final plans. Then you can
get the trap baited and hook our suspects."

Freddy thanked Martin told him that as he was staying
`at his Club' at the moment then he could be contacted
there and the Superintendent put the phone down. Three
telephone calls later, all was arranged. First Martin
tracked down an old friend from his College days,
called Brad Pinkney, an American who had come over to
England for a year to do some research and had stayed
on ever since. Brad was happy to help his old friend
and was, fortuitously, in London and not at his post
in one of the new Universities down on the south
coast. Next, Martin called Scotland Yard and left a
message to say that he would be in later and issued
instructions for Bob and Mark to set the investigating
team to work at the office. After that Martin would
tell them where he was and would tell them when he
wished them to join him. Finally, Martin called back
Freddy and told him to meet himself and Brad Pinkney
at a hotel coffee shop near Piccadilly Circus at nine
thirty.

The delay in his leaving their apartment meant that
Martin could not only enjoy the delicious smells
coming from the kitchen where Tom was cooking
breakfast but also actually join his partner for a
short while. Together the pair ate a hearty portion of
bacon, eggs, sausages and tomatoes. This was a rare
weekday treat as far as Martin was concerned, so all
the more welcome for that. Nevertheless, all good
things must come to an end and Martin knew he would
have to leave to get to the hotel if he was to catch
up with Brad before Freddy arrived. All too soon,
therefore, Martin was kissing Tom goodbye and on his
way to the Underground Station and heading for
Piccadilly.

At the hotel Martin greeted Brad like the old friend
he was. Many years ago he and Brad had enjoyed a short
but mutually rewarding relationship. Martin had been
pursuing a part-time course on Criminology as part of
his Police training when Brad had been studying
medieval British History. A chance meeting in a
library reading room had led to coffee, dinner and
sex. The relationship had run its course and ended
amicably and the two had remained in touch, seeing
each other at infrequent but regular intervals. Brad
had become quite distinguished in his field and was
now a research professor in a British University,
living in Surrey and commuting to the coast as an when
necessary. Brad's greatest value to the proposed plan
was that he was a genuine American. In addition the
academic was overtly gay, and, as he was not active on
the gay scene, it was unlikely that he would have met
any of the suspects. To cap it all, Brad had,
following his father's death, recently become the
owner of his family's Californian winery. When Freddy
arrived at the hotel and joined Brad and Martin a few
minutes later, he was charmed by the American's easy
Californian way of speaking and by the advantageous
nature of his wine business. Freddy was also deeply
attracted to the fair-haired, blue-eyed, slightly
overweight American and hoped that this meeting might
lead on to something more both in his life and that of
Brad. For his part, Brad was equally taken by the
rather overweight Freddy, who was clearly aristocratic
or from the landed gentry. As they shook hands, Brad
gave Freddy one of his most enchanting smiles and
Freddy almost melted. Martin was amused to note that
there was a slight stirring in Freddy's groin and was
even more surprised and delighted by the sight of
similar signs of arousal in his friend Brad.

After several minutes discussing the detailed
arrangements, Martin left Brad and Freddy chatting
amiably together and went to call Scotland Yard and, a
short while later, Mark and Bob joined him and the
other two and were given the details of the proposal
for facilitating the arrest of the killer. It was
quickly agreed that Freddy should pass Brad off as a
wine producer looking to expand into the British
market. He would invite Martin's partner Tom to attend
as he was a lawyer and, in any case, as Martin would
also be present, but initially unseen, they could both
drive down together. Martin readily agreed to this and
saw considerable advantages in having Tom, another man
he could rely on if things went wrong, present and
aware of what was going on.
Given all the facts, the group was certain that the
four suspects would want to come to the meeting at
Freddy's house on the grounds that they could be in at
the start of an exciting new business project. Joe
Smith would be offered the opportunity to arrange the
transportation and delivery of the imported wine;
Peter Collins and Ed Wilson would be offered the role
of marketing the product and Graeme Adams would be
invited to join Freddy and Brad in financing the whole
project. Joe, Peter and Ed would be assured that they
would receive their payments in cash, which would mean
that it would be tax free, while Freddy, Brad and
Graeme would share the profits. There was, therefore,
something in it for everyone. Brad told the other four
people that he was free all weekend and so it was
agreed that he and Freddy would settle on the day once
Freddy had contacted the suspects and found out about
their availability.

Once it was clear that they had made as much progress
on the arrangements as they could, Martin, Mark and
Bob left the meeting to return to Scotland Yard
leaving Freddy and Brad at the hotel. It was now time
for Freddy to set about finalising the precise day and
time. Brad had volunteered to return to his home in
Surrey and organise a couple of cases of wine to bring
to Freddy's mansion. The wine was not only for the
participants to drink but also proof of Brad's
business. After everyone had left the hotel, Freddy
returned to his club but not until after he had
invited Brad to join him for lunch as soon as he had
collected his wine. After that the two of them could
spend the rest of the day together. Freddy would then
dine Brad and drive down to his country house, where
they could spend the evening and night, Freddy hoped,
together. As for setting up the meeting with the
suspects, Freddy decided that the easiest way would be
to contact the suspects in alphabetical order and so,
back at his club, he set in motion the process that
would lead to the arrest of the killer.

Graeme Adams, who had been rather depressed for the
past few days, was at home alone. Since the
Superintendent's warning in the gay press about discos
and the obvious connection to himself, requests for
the DJ's services had all but dried up. Several
regular bookings had been cancelled or postponed and
even Graeme's agent, usually very upbeat, had been
rather less than enthusiastic in the last weeks. It
wasn't that Graeme needed the money from his disco
business but the DJ loved the atmosphere and the
chance to network and meet interesting and influential
people, as well as the other men that he met and had
sex with sometimes during but more often after his
performances. Graeme was still in bed when the phone
rang. He leaned across to the bedside table and picked
up the receiver and heard a muffled voice say,

"I know what you've been up to, Graeme. Meet me at the
old disused warehouse by the Regent's Canal at eight
tonight, or I'll go to the Police! I mean it, Graeme.
You have been warned!!"

"Who is this?" Graeme demanded down the receiver, but
it was too late because by now the line was dead.

Graeme was rather shaken by this message. The young DJ
thought that he recognised the voice but he could not
make a positive identification, the caller had been
too indistinct for that. Graeme knew the location
where he was being invited to meet the mystery caller
because it was a well-known gay cruising area. Indeed
it was one that he himself had sometimes used in the
past. Nevertheless, Graeme was worried by the message.
The DJ could not think what this anonymous caller
could possibly know for certain about him that could
be damaging if the police were told. Graeme was
certain that any crimes he had committed had been well
disguised and that he had been careful not to leave
any traces. As the DJ debated whether to or not to go
to meet the blackmailer that evening a thought struck
him that the caller had not been very sophisticated as
the little speech had sounded more like a line from a
cheap crime novel rather than a real threat. Graeme
was about to develop this thought further when the
phone rang again and he snatched the receiver up
quickly. Graeme was about to say something obscene
when he realised that this was not a second call from
the potential blackmailer. Instead, down the line came
an instantly recognisable voice,

"Hello, my dear Graeme. This is Freddy, Freddy
Eversley. You've attended several of my .. my .. house
parties over the last few months or so, as I recall.
Hope you had a good time! I think you did from what I
remember of it, ha! ha! Anyway, to business, I'm
trying to set up a meeting about a new business
venture. It's a bit short notice I'm afraid but could
you make some time this weekend, probably tomorrow
evening, and overnight of course? A friend from the
United States wants to start a wine importing and
exporting business and has asked me to see if I could
get backers and interested people to come in on the
ground floor so to speak. He's only here for a few
more days so it'd have to be at my country place one
day this weekend. Would you be .. um up .. for it?"

Graeme had never previously been called directly by
Freddy and was flatted. Up to this point, the only
times he had been invited to the country house parties
were as a booking to provide the musical
entertainment. However, as Freddy had implied he had
soon found other ways to enjoy himself in addition to
that. Freddy Eversley was a very influential man, who
had fingers in lots of pies and was the sort of person
that could do Graeme no end of good if the business
relationship was a success. Graeme jumped at the
chance Freddy was offering him. After a short pause
the DJ said that, having looked at his diary, there
was nothing he couldn't rearrange so that he would be
more than happy to come along any time over the
weekend. Freddy thanked the young DJ enthusiastically
and told him that he would ring him back with the
final arrangements as soon as they were settled. This
invitation put Graeme in a much better frame of mind
and, after he had showered and dressed, he had almost
completely forgotten the rather less pleasant phone
call that he had received just before he spoke to
Freddy.

Peter Collins was the next to receive a call from
Freddy. The sales executive was at home when the call
came in. He had hoped that he could get on with some
paperwork and later on arrange a meeting with his
lover, Ed Wilson, for some time over the weekend.
Peter had been upset by the interview at Scotland Yard
and had been further concerned that he was still under
suspicion and, presumably, being followed wherever he
went. The only bit of good news was that his wife had
gone away for a week or so. Stephanie Collins had left
that morning to attend an important meeting in the
United States and had informed her husband that she
hoped he would be in a rather better mood by the time
she returned. As the chief breadwinner Stephanie was
the `boss' and Peter had to knuckle down and do what
she wanted. On her part, Stephanie had made it clear
right from the start of their marriage that she did
not want children, as they would interfere too much
with her career. As a result of this assertion by
Stephanie and as a consequence of her decision, the
couple's sex life had been rather limited, a fact that
for different reasons pleased both parties. However,
Stephanie had indicated that, provided he was
discreet, she would turn a blind eye to any
`wandering' by her husband. What Peter could not
determine was whether Stephanie would regard
`wandering' into the bed of another man rather than
that of another woman would qualify as either discreet
or acceptable. He very much hoped that he would never
have to put the matter to the test. Thus Peter found
himself torn between his desire for Ed and his equally
strong desire to remain in the luxury to which being
married to Stephanie had brought him. At the present
time his dilemma was resolved, with his wife away for
at least a week if not longer, he could spend at least
one long weekend with Ed without any concerns about
his secret life being discovered.

Peter Collins did not immediately recognise either the
voice or the name when he answered Freddy's phone
call. However, once he realised who was speaking he
immediately became interested. He and Ed had visited
the entrepreneur's country house once before and had
enjoyed a pleasant enough weekend. Ed was employed in
one of Freddy's companies and that was why they had
been invited and he, as Ed's partner, had also been
asked to attend. They had used the time to enjoy each
other's company and had, to some extent, wasted the
opportunity to network and join in the gay sexual
romping that went on during the gathering. But now
here was Freddy inviting him to come again! Fredy
asked Peter what his plans were for the weekend and
explained to him about the business opportunity. Peter
replied that he was available any time over the
weekend and Freddy told him that he had other people
to invite, including he hoped Ed, but that, once
matters were finalised, he would be in touch again.

Joe Smith was driving his loaded lorry from London to
Southend when his mobile phone rang. The lorry driver
answered the call and was delighted to hear Freddy
Eversley's booming voice on the other end of the line.
Freddy explained the purpose of his call and received
a positive response to his invitation. Joe told Freddy
that he was free at any time over the weekend. This
was because the lorry driver's mother was still
staying at her sister's house and seemed to be
determined to remain there for a good while longer.
The two widowed ladies got on well together and
enjoyed the time they spent in each other's company
together. Joe Knew that he would eventually have to go
and pick his mother up and bring her home but not just
yet. In his mother's absence, Joe had the house to
himself and had planned to try to get hold of Will,
the student from Warwick he had met a few weeks
previously. Despite the fact that he was being
followed by the police, Joe hoped that he would be
able to find a suitable time when he could either go
up to Warwick and stay in Will's bedsit or, better
still, invite the randy young student to stay in his
own empty house in South London. Joe had been
intending to make the call when he got to Southend but
the chance of a day or so in Freddy's country mansion
with all that usually went on there was an even better
offer. At the country house Joe would be able to
indulge his sexual desires in the full knowledge that,
although the police would have tailed him there, they
would not be able to snoop on everything he did once
he was inside. A second consideration for Joe was that
from what he had been told by Freddy he was not just
going as a `bit of rough' but there was also some
chance of profitable work in the future as well. The
final consideration for the lorry driver was that a
weekend with Will, good though he was in bed, could be
held over for another day by which time hopefully the
police would have lost interest in following the lorry
driver's every move. Having confirmed his
availability, Freddy told Joe that he would call or
leave a message confirming the final arrangements.

Freddy's final call was to Ed Wilson. Like his friend
Peter, Ed had also been troubled by the interview at
Scotland Yard. As an ambitious young businessman, he
was anxious that his involvement in a murder enquiry
might leak out and ruin or impede his career. He had
decided that he would see Peter the coming weekend and
try to compare notes on what had been said in their
interviews. Ed also wanted to try to persuade Peter
that they should, in future, try to ensure that their
accounts corroborated each other as far as possible.
Ed was preparing to talk to Peter when Freddy
Eversley's call came through. Freddy was the largest
shareholder in the company Ed worked for and the young
executive was concerned that he had somehow found out
about the murder investigation and was about to give
him a hard time about it. Ed was, therefore, relieved
when Freddy explained the purpose of his call. Ed
thought that the chance to join in another of Freddy's
business initiatives was too good an opportunity to
miss and he was even more delighted to learn that
Peter Collins was being invited to participate as
well. This would give the two of them a chance to
confer about future murder enquiry interviews. In
addition, the couple would be able enjoy themselves at
Freddy's lavish home and also join in what could well
become a profitable business venture. Freddy seemed
equally delighted at Ed's acceptance and informed him
that he would expect to see him anytime after six
o'clock the following evening, in time for dinner at
seven thirty.

Having completed his round of calls, Freddy then rang
back his other guests and confirmed the arrangements
that he had given to Ed. He spoke directly to Peter
but had had to leave messages in the cases of Peter
and Graeme. When he had done this, Freddy called first
Martin and told him that everything was ready and that
the meeting would take place the following day. Martin
thanked Freddy profusely and apologised for not being
able to talking longer at that moment. The
Superintendent explained that if they were to bring
the matter to a successful conclusion he and his
investigating team had a lot of work to do. However,
he would talk to Freddy again later in the day and
would arrive at Freddy's house early the following day
after the final police deployments had been agreed.
Then Freddy spoke to Brad and arranged the place and
time for their dinner that evening and followed up by
suggesting that the American academic might prefer to
travel back with him to his country house that night.
Brad expressed himself flattered and delighted by this
kind offer which he was more than pleased to accept.
Finally, Freddy spoke to Tom and told them what had
been organised for the following day. Tom said that he
would ensure that he and martin were down at Freddy's
in good time the next day.

Graeme Adams did not receive the message from Freddy
until he returned home that evening after a day out
wandering aimlessly around the London shops. He wanted
to get a small present for Freddy but could not think
what to buy, finally deciding that an expensive bottle
of champagne from Harrods would probably fit the bill.
There were three messages on his machine when he got
in and Graeme played them back. One of the messages
was from Freddy confirming the arrangements for the
weekend. However the other two were from the anonymous
caller of earlier in the day reminding the DJ that he
had better turn up later that night or he would be in
trouble. Against his better judgement Graeme decided
he would go and meet this potential blackmailer.
Assuming that the person was genuine and that it
wasn't some sort of sick joke, the DJ thought that
he'd listen to what the guy wanted and then decide
what to do. Graeme knew that he was quite handy with
his fists and that he could easily see this guy off if
he turned out to be just some bit of lowlife. As a
safeguard, the DJ decided that when he went to the
meeting he'd use the old car that the police knew
about, the one he'd used before to fool them.

Graeme was at the appointed rendezvous five minutes
early and waited in his old car. Moments later, a
figure emerged from the shadows, scurried quickly
towards the car, opened the door and jumped in. To
Graeme's amazement it was John, the young man who had
assisted him in the car swap scam, a few days earlier.
Graeme knew that John was a joy rider and car thief
and could always supply him with cars that had had
their index number plates changed if the need arose.
John was also an expert at getting rid of the
evidence, knowing the best areas to torch the vehicle
when it was no longer needed. He was a useful guy to
know as well as a willing sex partner.

"You?" said Graeme in a surprised and angry tone.

"Yeah me, aren't you glad to see me? I'm glad you
decided to turn up. I was only joking on the phone I
didn't mean anything by it but I really needed to see
you and I thought this was the only way. The price of
my silence over the car swap business is that you take
me home and let me fuck you silly all night. I haven't
had a decent fuck since I was last with you and,
anyway, I thought you'd enjoy the joke!"

Graeme had to stop himself from showing the sex mad
teenager just how little he appreciated the joke but
in the end he relented, especially when he remembered
the wonderful two nights he and John had spent
together.

"You bastard, John. I came here to give my blackmailer
a good kicking, but .. OK then .. let's go back to my
place. You'll have to lie down in the back until we're
safely inside the apartment garage as the police don't
know about this vehicle and I want it to stay that
way. And another thing, I don't want them to see you
either, you're to valuable to me."

John grinned happily and did as he was told. Once back
at Graeme's flat the pair were soon naked. For the
rest of the night John and Graeme took it in turns to
invade the other's tight love hole and deposit their
ball juice inside. By the early hours of the morning
their balls were drained almost completely and so John
and Graeme retired to sleep, although Graeme had to
warn John that the youngster would have to leave in a
few hours because the DJ had to go somewhere important
later on. John agreed to leave as requested although
not until he had received a promise from Graeme that
they would meet regularly from that point onwards.

At about the same time that Graeme was beginning his
night of passion with John, Martin and his team were
working late into the night putting in place the final
arrangements to ensure that the murderer would not
escape. Martin had sought and obtained the agreement
of his superior officers to the plan and the
arrangements. The police near where Freddy's country
house was situated had been briefed and placed on
stand-by and would take up position once the last of
the suspects was safely inside the grounds. Bob had
been detailed to organise these detailed arrangements
and had done an excellent job. The following day, the
Inspector would act as liaison officer with the local
force and have as his assistant PC Mike Rickwood.

Martin and Mark had spent much of the day trying to
assemble a convincing case for establishing a motive
for the killings. As they worked matters through
sitting together in his office the Superintendent
decided that they should summarise what they knew.

"We know our man killed Darren Evans about eight or so
years ago. The motive is clear. Darren had sex with
and then upset our man's cousin, Gareth, by leaving
him and the swimming club. At the time of his death
Darren was probably lured him away by promises of sex
or even a reunion with Gareth, assuming that Darren
knew who his killer was and how he was related to
Gareth. So murdering Darren for breaking his cousin's
heart is a possible motive for that killing, I
suppose. The last killing also fits in with this
thesis. We know that Timothy Owen was accused of
sexual assault but that nothing was proved against
him. What if the sexual assault was against Gareth?
Then our man has a motive to track him down and kill
him as well. This time it would be for seducing his
cousin and, as an indirect consequence, causing his
illness and death."

"Yes, sir. Good thinking! And because Timothy
disappeared and slightly changed his name, it took the
killer all this time to track him down. Or maybe he
knew roughly where he lived but had not had a chance
until now to do anything about it. I maybe he was
never in the area. Maybe he was spurred on to find
this Timothy character by the death of his cousin
earlier this year, don't you think so?"

"I think you're probably right on that point, Mark.
Gareth's death certainly seems to have triggered the
latest spate of killings. What about the rest, how do
they fit in do you think?"

"Well, sir, the other deaths are more puzzling.
There's no evidence that other boys were involved in
either the sexual assault on Gareth assuming that he
was the target of the alleged abuse. Nor is there any
evidence that Gareth had sex with any other boys who
then abandoned him, is there?"

"No, Mark, there isn't and the ages are not right for
that sort of thing either, except in a very adolescent
sort of way. No, I think the explanation is simpler
that that after all. I also think the circumcision
link is the key. Gareth was involved sexually with by
two people, both of who were circumcised and both of
who either left him or affected him in some adverse
way. What if the death of Gareth just triggered
something in our killer, a blind hatred of all people
who were circumcised? In that case, the very sight of
a circumcised prick, especially an erect one, would be
sufficient to spark our murderer off. If he harboured
these feelings before his cousin became ill how much
more so would he after his cousin died? In a way he
probably blamed them for the way his cousin was or for
the condition that led to his death. When we have the
killer in custody, perhaps he'll answer this mystery
as well."

Mark looked less than fully convinced by this
suggestion but had no alternative explanation to offer
so did not pursue the matter. Martin also knew that
his theory did not contain the greatest insight in the
world but for the time being it fitted the facts and
murders had sometimes been committed for less good
reasons. Martin looked up at the time and, noting the
time, smiled at Mark,

"It's been a long day, Mark, and it's getting late and
we'll all have another marathon day tomorrow so you
get home to Ruth and David right now!! Please also
apologise to Ruth for my having to take you away from
her and the baby at a weekend. Once it's all over, I
think you should take a break I know I shall and I
think we'll deserve it."

"Thanks, sir. If you don't mind, I will get off now.
Don't worry about Ruth she understands and there'll be
plenty of time to be with David. I may well take you
up on the offer of a break. I'm sure that a family
holiday is what we could all do with, although I don't
expect Ruth will want to go too far with David being
so young.!"

Martin watched as his most trusted Inspector walked
out of the office and the Superintendent knew that,
unless he could persuade his superiors that a Chief
Inspector was needed in his team, he would soon lose
him for good when Mark's long deserved promotion came
through. However, in the meanwhile there was work
still to be done on the present case and a killer to
be arrested and charged the following day.

Before he left Scotland Yard that night there was one
additional piece of news that came through to the
Superintendent. An alert policeman had noticed a
rather old saloon car driving into the apartment block
where Graeme Adams lived and had thought the age and
condition of the car to be suspicious enough to
warrant further investigation. The observant Constable
had just reported in that he had seen Graeme Adams
himself get out of the car, shortly followed by a
young teenager who had obviously been lying down and
hidden on the back seat. The young man and the DJ had
gone inside together and had remained in Adams
apartment. Martin passed on his congratulations to the
surveillance team and asked that the particular
Constable should be commended. The Superintendent
already knew how Graeme had worked the car swap scam
but now, as a result of this alert Constable's action,
he also knew the number of the car that had been used
by Graeme to throw his pursuers off the scent. If the
DJ tried the same trick in an effort to prevent the
police following him on his trip to Freddy's the next
day, then this time he would not succeed. Knowing both
the numbers of Graeme's cars meant that those tailing
him would be quickly able to latch onto him. If
necessary, as a further precaution against losing him,
Martin decided, the surveillance team should follow
both cars. Finally, the Superintendent ordered that a
completely new and unmarked police car should be used
for tailing Graeme the following day and that others
should be deployed on the route and close to Freddy's
house. Martin did not want anything to go wrong that
would in any way upset the carefully prepared
arrangements for the arrest and detention of the
killer.


As they lay cosily in bed together later that night,
Martin and Tom briefly discussed their respective role
in the following day's proceedings and reaffirmed the
strategy. Freddy would introduce Brad to the suspects
and explain that he was the man who was keen to set up
the wine importing business. Brad would say a few
words and invite the other guests to sample his wines.
Before the wine tasting began Freddy would also
introduce Tom to the others as his lawyer and Tom's
important legal role would be explained to the group.
Freddy would suggest that the detailed discussion of
the project should take place over dinner. At this
point the group would move into the dining room where
one of Freddy's lavish dinners would be served. While
all this was taking place Martin would be waiting and
listening to the conversation from a convenient
location upstairs. Then, as Freddy and his guests
finished eating dinner, the Superintendent would
appear in the dining room and arrest the killer. By
the time their discussion of the following day's
events was concluded there was not much time for more
than a cuddle before Tom and Martin went to sleep. In
any event they were both still enjoying the afterglow
of the lovemaking of the night before. They were also
still quite tired from their exertions and needed a
good night's rest because they had an early start the
long day that would face them in the morning.

An early start would be absolutely essential to ensure
that everything was ready in time. The arrangement was
that Tom would drive Martin down to Freddy's house,
Eversley Hall. As soon as he and Tom had settled in,
the Superintendent would meet Mark and Bob, who would
also have travelled together to Freddy's house in
Mark's car. Other members of the investigating team
would also be expected to arrive before lunchtime and
a full briefing, including Freddy, Brad and
representatives from the local police force, would
take place a two o'clock. Once the briefing was over
the waiting officers would, of course, need time to
brief the other officers under their command. Martin
would be kept in contact with the progress of each of
the suspects by the surveillance teams and convey this
information to his team commanders. This would ensure
that everything and everyone would be in place a good
hour before the first guest was due to arrive. It was
intended that as soon as the last guest had arrived,
all the escape routes from Freddy's estate would be
sealed off and members of Martin's team would secure
all the exits from the main house. When the moment
arrived for the confrontation with the murderer, the
killer would have no means of evading arrest.

TO BE CONCLUDED...

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