Date: Thu, 06 Apr 2017 09:48:22 +0100
From: tom <amias09@fastmail.fm>
Subject: LabTechnician Chapter 62

The Lab Technician

Authors note: Usual caveats and warning apply, read this at your own risk,
no representation of any person, animal, vegetable or mineral intended
although if you do find yourself somewhere in this story with any of the
aforementioned just think yourself very, very lucky!

As ever all comments, ideas, suggestions, good bad or indifferent always
welcome.

Tom
email: amias09@fastmail.fm

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Chapter 62 – You done this before then?


"Anybody's seat?"

Geoff looked up to see Jumbo hovering above him.

"Nah, you can sit there if you wants. Wot's up then, you don't normally get
this bus, I thought you usually got a lift in or something?"

"Well, yeah see," replied Jumbo parking his considerable girth beside Geoff
and partially squashing him against the window, "see I usually gets a lift
with me dad part way and then I gets another bus `cause it's a shorter
journey, but he couldn't drop me today so I's had to get this bus all the
way."

"Oh right."

Such was the mass of Jumbo that the body heat he exuded was soon radiating
through Geoff's uniform, particularly this trousers. Squashed together in
such close contact, Geoff's semi-permanent partial erection soon had cause
to fully harden. Under such confined conditions Geoff decided to take more
notice and pushed his glasses back up his nose, sheer habit dictated that
he would then glance down between Jumbo's legs. If Geoff were honest would
have been surprised to have seen anything that could be remotely connected
with an erection since Jumbo's excess of stomach had overflowed to hide
everything.

"Wot's looking for then?" enquired Jumbo sounding as casual as he could,
knowing only too well what Geoff was hoping to see. It was of course what
he looked out for as well, a fleeting glance confirmed that Geoff did not
disappoint, since there was as far as he could ascertain there was indeed
something very lumpy in Geoff's trousers.

Following the episode in class with Ollie and Steve, Jumbo had been trying
to think of a suitable opening with which to approach Geoff in regard to
any future organised class masturbation. The chance meeting on the bus that
morning looked as though it could well be his golden opportunity, provided
he had the nerve to raise the subject. The big problem from Jumbo's point
of view was that whilst content to frequently masturbate himself into a
coma in a solo sense, he was desperately shy when it came to displaying his
oversize stomach and undersize cock. That in itself was going to take a lot
of courage, but it was now or never.

"Nothing really, just sorta looking around, thought I saw something on the
floor." Geoff flushed, he didn't like being caught in voyeur mode, although
on this occasion he had a strange feeling that Jumbo wanted to be seen.

"I knows wot you means." replied Jumbo looking knowingly at Geoff. "I often
sees things down there."

Whilst everybody happily talked to Jumbo, sadly nobody really found him
sexually interesting nor ever wanted to broach the subject of sex, further
reason why he was left alone. Consequently he seemed to Geoff to be pretty
much virgin territory and maybe now was the time to explore some of that
territory, since there was certainly enough of it!

Initially unsure as to how to raise the subject, Jumbo suddenly had a
brainwave and reasoned that being sat next to Geoff meant his plan really
couldn't fail. It was simply to push a hand deep into his trousers and
commence obvious pocket manoeuvres, the clever part being it was going to
be his right hand pocket the one sandwiched between himself and Geoff.

"Oi, wot you fucking doing with me leg?" Geoff looked down between them to
see the front of Jumbo's trousers moving around, he slowly smiled. "Oh! So
it's yer hand that's in yer pocket, wot you doing then you dirty sod?"

"Yeah sorry, it's me.." Jumbo's flushed face was genuine, he had to carry
on and had never said anything so personal before, "me, me willy's caught
in me pants!"

"Oh, yeah I gets that as well," Geoff's glasses wobbled, could this be the
perfect moment to talk sex, "y'mean when it's getting hard it gets caught
under the elastic."

"I think that's wot's happened." blurted a very flurried Jumbo, having
realised that Geoff plainly felt no such embarrassment at all.

"Why's it getting hard anyway?" it was a ludicrous question as Geoff well
knew. Did teenage boys really need a reason to get an erection, it usually
just happened!

"Uumm..." Jumbo was genuinely looking acutely embarrassed, all the more
reason the situation appealed to Geoff. There was no going back now having
once set his plan in motion.

"You nawty little Jumbo, you wasn't gonna pretend you wasn't gonna have a
quickie on the bus was you?" joked Geoff, unaware the his comment was no
joke.

"Uumm.. wot you means wank!" spluttered Jumbo now worried his secret might
have been discovered sometime previously.

"Now don't get all fucking embarrassed `cause we all does it sometimes,
besides now we're talking about it, you's given me a gert hard on,"
continued Geoff unabashed and quite determined to be inside Jumbo's
trousers by the end of the journey, "tell you wot, look I'll unzip mine and
show you how easy it is to sort yerself out!"

"Wot... you means you really does it... wanking on the bus?" Jumbo feigned
surprise, knowing he was probably a true world leader when it came to
masturbating in public places, a skill honed by the daily transfer from his
fathers car to the bus.

"Well yeah I does, but not many kids admits doing it, I don't think they
likes walking about with their pants full of cum like wot I does and so
I'll bet you don't does you?" Geoff continued to watch the trouser
manipulations. "Look, you gotta put yer bag on top then you can open yer
fly underneath and get yer hand in to sort it all out, that's wot I does."

"I cum once like that by mistake," replied Jumbo trying to look suitably
guilty, "thing is I gotta say, well I liked it, so I does it now and
again."

"Cor, that's good innit, like I says ain't many boys that'll admit it. So
d'you wanna do it now then? I fancies it now."

"Wot?" he said, unsure if he heard correctly, since conversation had barely
begun.

"First, I'll show you how to do it without being seen," Geoff's cock
twanged in latent delight as he looked around, "and there ain't nobody on
yer yet, most of `em gets on in a couple of stops time."

"Oh shit! Wot you means we does it now? You sure it's safe?" stuttered
Jumbo.

Things had moved far faster than he had envisaged and was unprepared for
Geoff's full speed approach, with it being his first encounter with another
boy he was genuinely nervous. It was though now too late for that, Geoff's
fly was already unzipped, his Aertex briefs absorbing precum and his school
bag carefully positioned to obscure the view from others.

"Right, now you just do wot I done."

"Right."

With shaking hands Jumbo followed suit, looking hopefully at Geoff's
unzipped trousers and wondering if he was going to get to see what was
inside. Conversely, he was really very worried that Geoff would laugh when
it came to producing his own very marginal boyhood.

"Now d'you see," continued Geoff excitedly demonstrating as Jumbo avidly
watched, "doing it like this, see it's dead easy to get yer hand in and
sort yer pants out or have a wank or even see... stick a finger up yer
bumhole if you wants!"

"Yeah, I gets wot yer on about, but you does that up yer bum?" said Jumbo
equally excitedly, seeing Geoff's arm disappear through the fly to prove
that even an anal incursion was possible.

"Yeah! Now you try, just put yer hand inside and have a gert feel about."

Geoff casually sniffed his finger whilst holding his fly open as an
invitation, knowing that Jumbo would find the offer irresistible. And,
naturally once Jumbo had been roaming around inside the heavily stained
Aertex briefs then it would only be fair to let Geoff explore the sticky
delights of Jumbo's trousers.

"Cor them Aertex pants is all funny ain't they.. oh.. you got the matching
vest.. so, they don't absorb much spunk then, do 'em?" raved Jumbo, his
stubby fingers doing their best to probe everywhere, "Cor and yer cock's
lost it's end like wot mine has."

"So wot pants d'you wear then?" asked Geoff, worried he might ejaculate
with all Jumbo's groping. "Look mate, you'd better let go me cock or I
might cum to quick!"

"Oh sorry." Jumbo rubbed his fingers together, for the very first time they
were covered in somebody else's precum. "They's St Michael and I got the
vest!"

What had started out with Jumbo taking the lead had totally changed. There
was no doubt that he was about to be recruited as yet another willing
member of the WIMP club and that from the very start Geoff had been in
command.

 "Well lets have a feel inside yer trousers, now you's been in mine," Geoff
looked out the window, there was still some way to go before most of the
other boys got on, "we got plenty of time."

"But.. oh.. uumm.. well I `spose." Jumbo was justifiably apprehensive.

Not only were his briefs already wet with semen from ejaculating at the
breakfast table while his mother was out of the room, but he had been
leaking even more on the bus and was really embarrassed over the size of
his cock.

"If it's a bit small don't worry." said Geoff reassuringly, having
previously established during changing for gym that Jumbo's equipment
appeared well below average.

"No it's, it's not very.." mumbled Jumbo, it was the moment he been
dreading.

"Cor, fucking hell it's all hot in yer innit?" interrupted Geoff, his hand
now well inside and excitedly geared up to play with something smaller.

"And sticky!" said Jumbo under his breath.

"Hey, bleeding hell have you fucking cum already then?" exclaimed Geoff in
surprise, wallowing in his exploration of the slimy undulating expanse of
stomach that hid pretty hairless Jumbo's organ. "Yer pants is full of
spunk... it's fucking everywhere!"

"Yeah, I have, I, I don't think I could have held out.. it was when I put
me hand in yer pants that did it!"

Jumbo was looking very red in the face at his admission, there was no need
for him to pretend to be embarrassed because he really was, having never
imagined he would be revealing such secrets to anyone. It was certainly the
truth that he had ejaculated, but with a slight adjustment to that truth he
hoped to get away with pretending ejaculation had only just happened,
meaning he did not have to admit he had been masturbating in his underpants
earlier.

"D'you have a wank when you woke up this morning as well then?" asked
Geoff, his free hand adjusting his glasses, his other attempting to worm
it's way downwards between Jumbo's legs.

"Well... uumm, yeah, why did you?" he muttered after a pause

"Course, I always does, then I usually has another one on the bus."

"Then d'you want me to, to.. well to do it for you now then?" there was no
pause now, Jumbo couldn't believe he had just asked that, nor could he
believe he was pushing his hand back inside Geoff's trousers without even
waiting for an answer.

"Well, since you fucking insist!" Geoff slumped backwards awaiting
developments.

"I fucking insist!"

"You done this before then?" Geoff giggled, there was no doubt Jumbo was an
absolute grand master when it came to masturbation.

"Usually about ten times a day!" he replied without really thinking.

"You wanks ten times a day?" Geoff sat up, well at least he opened his
eyes. "Fuck, I only does it five or six."

"Uumm... yeah I `spose I does.." it was time to look embarrassed again,
that was definitely it not something that everybody would easily confess to
doing.

"Honest?"

"Yeah." Jumbo nodded his face very red, "ever since I started wanking."

"Well.. can you still make a lotta spunk?"

"Oh yeah, I always cums, me willy might be a bit sore, but it always cums
proper like!"

"So... could you sorta have yer ten wanks and cum each time in yer pants?"
asked Geoff after further thought and much spectacle adjustment. A
hypothetical question indeed, the vision of Jumbo wearing his St Michael
matching vest and briefs having absorbed all that Jumbo could produce was
almost too much to contemplate.

"It ain't fucking could, it's fucking when next," Jumbo giggled nervously,
"`cause I does that most Sunday's!"

"Oh... you did.. you do? Oh fuck!" a sharp intake of breath confirmed
Geoff's idea of heaven, he excitedly asked. "So wot's yer pants look like
after that then?"

"Fucking wonderful... you could suck it outta them if you wanted!" that was
possibly an admission too far. "Well course I means, if anybody wanted too
like.."

"I think you oughta come round and look a gander at me model railway one
Sunday afternoon when me parents is out with the dog or something," Geoff
was counting on his fingers, "so by sorta four o'clock, yer pants should be
bit ripe then?"

"Yeah, they'd be a real gert mess." Jumbo smiled, noting that Geoff hadn't
laughed at the minimal size of his organ. "And, I do likes toy trains, I
gotta set as well."

"Bet you didn't know I was a member of a gert secret club, did you?"

"Nah, wot's that about then?" Jumbo looked up enquiringly.

"You gotta promise not to tell nobody, it's called the WIMP club..."





The mid morning break hadn't long started before Jumbo quietly sneaked off
to the toilet, desperate to yet again infuse his underpants with
semen. Aware he had gone, Geoff thought it a good opportunity to discuss
his membership of the WIMP club with Ollie and Steve in a relatively quiet
corner of the playground.

"Can't believe he wanks more than you does?" said Steve to Geoff.

"He fucking does, I'm telling you, he'd wank the fucking lot of us dry and
still be going!"

"So.. so, so" Ollie was very keen to establish something which meant a
great deal to him, "so if you've see his cock, how big is it then?"

"I fucking knew you'd wanna know that!" Steve laughed, knowing he was the
best endowed as regards length.

"Fucking shut up!" Ollie was starting to blush, size was everything when
you were the smallest. "Well go on and tell us, how big is it?"

"Well how big was yer's then, when say yer was about twelve?" asked Geoff
who adjusted his glasses in an attempt to keep a straight face.

"Uumm.. oh.. I can't fucking remember that... uumm.. oh I don't know!"
Ollie was now really blushing, knowing what an honest answer would reveal.

Steve had rather unkindly started to laugh and wiggled his little finger in
the air.

"Well I'll tell you," said Geoff grinning, "if you could remember how big
it was then, then I'd say just a little bit bigger!"

"Fuck, that small!" Steve dissolved into laughter.

"Oh!" said Ollie after a pause, not daring to echo out loud the words, that
small!

"Wot you lot laughing at?"

"Wot? Who?" Geoff looked around to see Alfie standing behind them, having
surely over heard some of the conversation. "Oh, yer uumm.. I know
yer.. Mark's baby brother ain't you?"

"Alfie and I ain't no baby." he replied having already noted Steve's
trouser pocket activity particularly who seemed to have a full blown
erection, not that that was at all unusual.

"Oh yeah, Alfie that's right." Geoff nodded as he checked out the grey
shorts.

Immediately, Alfie had to confirm his status before the older boys. "Like I
says, I'm his younger brother."

"Oh, his younger brother." unwisely Ollie's voice had a distinctly
sarcastic tone. "Not, his baby brother!"

Alfie was annoyed at the unnecessary put-down especially as these were
Mark's friends. Having been put into a defensive mood Alfie decided that if
Ollie could make him feel insignificant then he would somehow return the
compliment. Having noted that Steve appeared proud of his bulging trousers,
Alfie made a point of studying them for a few moments. Turning to look at
Ollie's, which showed no sign of having anything inside them whatsoever, he
simply pulled a face and said. "Is that it?"

Geoff burst out laughing, Alfie went up several rungs in his
estimation. "That'll fucking teach you Ollie, see it's all to do with
size!"

"He's got some spunk to say that!" Steve added laughing.

"Fuck you!" Ollie looked angrily Alfie. "You little sod!"

"Ah, fuck you too!" Alfie ignored Ollie, he turned to Geoff who was still
obviously very amused that Alfie was giving as good as he got. "Look, I
just come to tell you that our Mark's been sick all night."

"Ta, guessed he was ill or something, we thought he'd probably been wanking
too much so it hurts to walk!" Geoff grinned.

"D'you reckon? Wonder wot he'll do all day then?" Alfie grinned back.

So this was Mark's new found best friend Geoff, a bespectacled boy with a
hairy top lip who wore Aertex briefs and appeared to have one hand
constantly engaged in pocket play.

"Knowing him, he's probably rubbing it better right now!" said Steve, also
impressed with Alfie's no-nonsense performance. "Yer now listen Alf, looks
like you've upset Ollie, so why don't you shake hands or willy's with him
and kiss and make up!"

"Don't look though he's got much of a willy to shake!" Alfie started
giggle.

Very red in the face Ollie was speechless, being an only child had
drawbacks when it came to easily interacting with younger boys. "Bollocks!"

"Oh come on Ollie for fucks sake, don't be stupid at least shake his hot
little hand even if you don't wanna shake his willy!" continued Steve not
wishing to strain relations between them and Mark.

"Oh alright." Ollie moved over and offered his hand which Alfie
took. "There."

"Good, I thinks it's always good when blokes settles their differences with
their wanking hands!" concluded Geoff laughing.

"Wot! D'you think he's done it with that already then!" Ollie looked in
horror at Alfie's hand.

"Course he has Ollie," said Steve. "just like you've washed yer's!"

"Right, so back to Mark, wot you mean is, he's eaten something that's made
him sick?" Steve, pleased that he had brokered the peace, but was now
hoping for a change of subject.

"I `spose so." said Alfie. "He's spewed up over everything, his room stinks
of puke!"

"So is he really home in bed then?" asked Geoff.

"Yeah, I `spect he's thinking about you lot wanking in class and wot he's
missing!" Alfie smiled knowingly, Mark's trousers had easily given that
secret away. "If you could stand the smell, you could pop in for quick one
after school, wouldn't make any difference to his sheets!"

"D'you know, yer a cheeky little git!" said Steve pulling his hand from his
pocket and making an unsuccessful grab at Alfie.

"Gawd, yer hard.. is you now wanking then?" Alfie backed away giggling,
pointing at the bulge hiding the longest cock in the group.

"Wot d'you know about wanking anyway, yer too young." interrupted Geoff
hoping Alfie would take the bait, he did.

"I don't thinks you can either." Ollie slid his hand into to his pocket, he
had to admit thoughts of a what Alfie wore under his grey shorts had a
certain appeal.

"I ain't `cause I does..." he protested, "oh.. shit.."

All eyes were on him as his voice faded, he'd been cunningly trapped. Now
it was his turn to look embarrassed, making that particular admission to
Mark's more intimate friends was simply far too much.

"Does sounds like he's a right little wanker don't it?" Ollie moved closer,
just in fact as Geoff and Steve had also decided to do. "D'you think he
really can?"

"Wot ... wot... you gonna do?" stuttered Alfie looking around in
panic. Hemmed in on all sides there was no escape, he was about to be paid
back for his earlier barbs.

"Just a little peep maybe, just to see if it looks like you does." Geoff
grinned, he was already hard at the thought.

"But.. but.. I'm Mark's brother... so yer not gonna do nothing is you?"

"Don't think he'd mind us having a little peep at yer willy would he?"
Steve's erection was by now definitely in need of some relief.

"Don't think so, `cause he'd said it was really cute and you oughta give us
a proper show one day!" Geoff smiled. "Wot about just a little peep then?"

"Peep at wot?" squeaked Alfie looking from one to the other. "Bog off!"

"We could start by just seeing wot colour pants you got on, see if you
wears 'em like Mark do!" said Ollie, who now with his WIMP club membership
had begun to take quite an interest in boys underwear, so much so that he
had had recently taken to ejaculating over the school clothing pages of his
mothers mail order catalogue.

"Oh," Geoff nudged Steve and winked, it seemed to him that Ollie really was
taking things very seriously, "move a bit closer round him so nobody can
see."

"Wot.. wot.. wot you gonna do to me?"

Alfie was now closely surrounded with no chance of escape. Despite sounding
as though he were worried, in reality he knew from Mark that they were
perfectly harmless and simply after a cheap thrill. The thought of letting
them do that to him had excited him to the point where he was weighing up
in his mind if he dare.

"You can undo yer own shorts or we'll do it," said Steve, "which d'you
want?"

"D'you think he'll be hard?" whispered Ollie to Steve.

"Dunno, but I bloody well am!"

"Oh no ...no.. you can't look.." protested Alfie, still trying to make a
decision.

"D'you think he's got them little blue pants like wot Mark has?" gasped
Ollie, now very aroused and very hard, not that his trousers were bulging
anywhere Steve's.

"Yer wanking already ain't you, you think I can't see that!" whispered
Steve in Ollie's ear, "Gawd, you've changed a bit, two weeks ago you
wouldn't even admit you had a bloody willy!"

"Shut up, `cause I ain't wanking... well not proper!"

"Well if you ain't getting 'em down then we'll do it, alright?" said Geoff,
virtually licking his lips at the thought of pulling the shorts down and
what could be inside.

"No. No wait.. I, I gotta idea.." exclaimed Alfie somewhat theatrically,
his decision having been confirmed on seeing Ollie's rapidly moving trouser
pocket.

"Yeah?"

"It ain't fair you's all looking at me, so why doesn't you lot unzip yer
fly and let me look inside yer's, then I'll let you look inside mine."

"Hhmm... sounds alright to me," said Geoff, equally an exhibitionist,
"wot's think?"

"I agree." said Steve quicking realising he would also get to the others as
well. "Least doing that we ain't gonna upset Mark, `cause it's like Alfie's
suggestion innit?"

"Yeah, I `spose." Ollie was always worrying, although this time it wasn't
about his size, but how wet the front of his briefs were and just how funny
Alfie would find it.

"Well who's going first then?" asked Steve.

"We could toss for it!" spluttered Geoff.

"Feels like I already have!" Ollie confided in himself, already feeling
embarrassed at the thought of unzipping since everything felt very, very
wet down below.

"Oh fuck it, come on Alfie, yer gonna see inside three of us and we're only
gonna see inside one, so unzip yer shorts and so's we can all take a look
inside." said Geoff envisaging the lesson bell ringing before they had had
a chance to at least look.

"Alright." agreed Alfie knowing he couldn't really string it out any
longer, he pointed towards Ollie. "OK, well let him go first, he can unzip
me and I'll unzip him."

"Yer wot! No! He ain't unzipping me!" looking startled Ollie tried to back
away.

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Chap 63 to follow