Playing Trains Part Nine
© Van T Z Boi 2019
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From Part Eight
Archie stood before him, he could see the concern in Archie's eyes and he felt a sudden happiness but as his eyes travelled downwards his mouth fell open as he caught the beautiful and entrancing sight of Archie's fat teenage seven amazing inches as it rose and fell in beautiful technicolour glory bobbing and weaving before him. The ivory pink tip glistened with the sparkles of iridescence glittering from the bubble of precum that gathered at the lip of the wrinkled foreskin that opened slightly as Archie breathed.
"It isn't going to suck itself sir," Archie's whisper accompanied his hand as it clamped around Mr Grant's neck and bent him forward.
Part Nine
Mr Grant inhaled the strong odour of a horny teenager in heat as Archie's arousing scent arose from his glistening teencock, he inhaled the heady aroma, tasting the salty essence of Archie's hormone enriched perfume. Quickly he savoured the scented essence before his lips kissed Archie's glittering wrinkled foreskin. Mr Grant felt his own body react to the stimulation; all thoughts of being the responsible adult flew out of his ears as his lips touched the forbidden fruit. `Thank God for horny teenage boys!' he said to himself as he tasted the sweet honey spice of Archie's precum.
"You taste fantastic!" he blurted out his thought aloud.
"Thank you sir," Archie pushed his hand harder at Mr Grant's neck, for an extended micro second there was resistance but as Archie's teendick pulsed at the hot lips, gently touching the smooth lipskin Archie felt the lips open, the warm breath became a moist glove and he felt the liquid touch of Mr Grant's tongue.
Mr Grant succumbed, he had no real defences against an exposed and throbbing teenprick, especially one which was `Oh so big and Oh so tasty,' slowly he sucked Archie's throbbing teencock right into his mouth. Archie felt his knees tremble as his shaft slid along the Deputy Head's lips, the sensations erupting through his body and his head. `He knows what he is doing,' Archie sighed gutturally as his teendick hit the back of Mr Grant's mouth, the full seven inches almost inside the wet and molten furnace of Mr Grant's oral cavity and then he felt the squidgy barrier part and his exposed helmet, the foreskin eased back on its progress inside Mr Grant's mouth, touch the satiny mucous coated membranes of Mr Grant's throat. As he passed the gagging point Archie felt the vibrations of Mr Grant's growl of delight and triumph. `I haven't deepthroated a dick this big in ages,' Mr Grant's crowing eyes rolled as he tried to recall the last huge dong he had serviced.
"Fuck that feels good Sir," Archie twitched as his body jerked and trembled, again his knees buckled and he felt backwards looking for the chair. Carefully he lowered himself down, Mr Grant rising up to follow him down, there was an anxious moment when Mr Grant moved to adjust from bending to kneeling but Mr Grant triumphantly managed to retain Archie's throbbing meaty lance in his mouth as he accomplished the change of position.
Archie leaned back on the chair, his teenprick safely encased in the Deputy Head's mouth, he relaxed and made himself comfortable. Mr Grant discovering that Archie's clothing was getting in his way quickly unbuckled Archie's belt, unzipped his fly and with Archie's help as he balanced on the chair's arms, levering himself into the air as his trousers and trunks were tugged down, exposed Archie teen treasure to his full gaze. Archie looked down as he squirreled on the chair, the sight of Mr Grant's head bobbing up and down, the tender caressing of his ballsac, the hot wet warmth of Mr Grant's mouth and caressing tongue sent shocking waves of pleasure surging though his body. `So this is what a real cocksuck feels like,' he thought, `Robin was awesome, wonderful but this, this is ecstasy,' he mewled as Mr Grant showed his expertise.
Mr Grant relished his serving at the altar of teenager cockdom, `And such a huge dick too,' he smiled to himself, `This is okay, fine great in fact, such a big dicked teenager will want more of this,' images of himself servicing Archie, daily, twice a day, hourly rose in his head. Unconsciously he reached for his own fly, sliding down the zipper to release his own six inches of manly meat, he discovered he was at full stretch, his foreskin was already stretched and tucked under his glans, he had felt the warm sticky wetness as his precum juices flooded out of his gape, his fingers caressed his cockslit, enjoying the satiny stickiness of his own mess. `I'll have to wash my own briefs' came the thought, `don't want the wife to see the starchy marks,' he made the mental note as he continued to worship the seven inches of teendelight.
Archie wriggled and writhed on the chair, he felt his skin hotting up as the tingling warmths radiated and rippled from the tip of his teendick. He felt the closing of Mr Grant's throat clamping all around his glans, the two different moist textures slicking up against each other as Mr Grant swallowed both Archie's precum honey and his own saliva. Mr Grant bobbed quicker and quicker, sensing the pulsing throbbing desire in the meaty porksword. As he heated up Archie instinctively moved on the seat, he clamped his hands on the armrests, this allowed him to lever his body so he fuck Mr Grant's mouth. Mr Grant, experienced in this rushing need, adjusted his head for comfort and timed his swallowings to match the jerky thrustings. Archie grunted each time his helmet sank further inside Mr Grant's throat, the flaming heat inside him drove him onwards and he began to see the brilliant sparkling lights of orgasming joy flash across his eyelids. Harder and stronger Archie launched himself at the Deputy Head, his urge, his need to erupt driving him to greater and greater excess of forceful pleasuring.
"Urrgghh! Now! Now! OOOOOHHHhhhhaaaaoooooouuurggghh!" Archie squealed as his teenprick erupted fully, the tank of his spunk foaming up from the two containing spheres, the salty spicy juice spitting right down into Mr Grant's throat. Mr Grant allowed the first jets to drop, then he pulled back to enjoy the sensation as Archie's remaining bullets of spunk blew into his mouth, coating his teeth and tongue with its special mixture, Mr Grant tasted the salty spicy dew, `Oh so sweet and hot, such glorious teencum, the best I've ever tasted,' Mr Grant was in his head already looking forward to tasting much more of Archie's produce, `Fuck if you could bottle and sell teencum, I'd be a millionaire in no time,' he thought as he savoured the taste and texture of Archie's semen.
Archie half collapsed over Mr Grant's head, allowing the teacher full reign to suck and lick his teenprick as it dribbled and let loose the final dregs of his emission. `Fuck I never thought it could be this good. Oh Fuck am I gonna want this again and again!' visions of himself and Robin were now intermingled with images of Mr Grant's squelching cocksucking mouth. `I must remember all of this so I can teach Robin and the others!' he promised himself as he jerked when the pain of desensitization hit him.
"Stop! Stop! That Hurts!" Archie yelped as he slumped on the chair and hurriedly and roughly shoved Mr Grant off his hurting teenprong. He saw the dribbles of saliva and spunk surround Mr Grant's pouted lips, he took in the strange passioned leer in Mr Grant's eye, the weird bulging of Mr Grant's trousers. For an instant he wondered how much different Mr Grant's dick would look when compared to Mr Jenkin's plump mansausage but the moment passed as he thought about the consequences of what had happened, `The Deputy Head is under my thumb now,' he gloated triumphantly and wondered how best to use such power.
Abruptly Archie stood up and carefully replaced his twitchy teendick inside his trunks. "I'd better go," he said hurriedly, still unsure as to what his position was.
Mr Grant reeled on his knees; he could still taste the powerfully stimulating flavour of Archie's teenspunk. `FUCK! I've done it again!' he cursed himself for being so stupid. `I know, I know!' he reprimanded himself, `I'm such a sucker when it come to big teenpricks,'" he slumped backwards on his heels, his raging prick pulsing and throbbing inside the confines of his briefs. He hardly noticed Archie's leaving as his thoughts coalesced around his stupidity. `Fuck! the boy has gone, where does that leave me now!' he cradled his head in his hands as his cock continued to twitch and make its own demands.
"And where have you been Greenstaff!" snapped Mr Morris the Geography teacher as Archie entered the classroom. All eyes swung to Archie who stood trembling in the doorway.
"Sir! Sir, Sir I had to see the Deputy Head," Archie momentarily distraught managed somehow to get his head back on track.
"The note or pass then," Mr Morris held out his hand.
Archie twitched and looked at his empty hands, "The note?" he repeated wonderingly, `Bugger I left before I got the pass of the old git!' Archie reddened and flushed, his face going all hues from pink to crimson as his embarrassment blazed. "Oh sir, I forgot it," Archie thought swiftly, "I'll just go back and..."
"YOU'LL DO NO SUCH THING!" Mr Morris's roar brought Archie to a quivering standstill. "Take your place and get out your books, you have managed to waste enough time as it is, you can also hand me your homework," Mr Morris himself as red as Archie was held out his hand. "I can speak to Mr Grant during break," he was well aware no student would use such an excuse when a senior member of staff was involved.
Archie stumbling, his head still in a complete mess after what had happened, dug into his bag for his homework folder, shuffling he handed it to Mr Morris and padded to where he usually sat.
"What happened?" Josh the classmate who sat beside him Geography questioned as Archie sat down.
"Never mind the inquest, Coughlan!" Mr Morris bellowed, "Now can we get on with the lesson, Poulter, volcanic strata please."
Archie nonplussed by events slid his textbook out of his bag and found the chapter, he quietly found his writing pad and pen and like the others in class began making notes. At one point he looked up and caught Andy's eye, Andy nodded his head and mouthed, `okay' Archie nodded back. `Do I tell Andy what happened to do I keep it to myself, after all he's involved with Mr Grant too...?' his mind swirled as he thought out the possibilities and dire consequences.
"So what happened then?" Andy grabbed Archie's arm as they left for morning break. Mr Morris gave them a malevolent glance as they passed by and Archie could feel the teacher's eyes on the back of his neck as they hurried down the corridor.
Archie decided to be candid about what had transpired; besides he wanted to put some of what he had experienced to the test. "He wanted to speak about the other day," Archie replied softly.
"Oh," Andy was concerned; Archie could see it in his friend's face. "Are we in trouble?" he asked anxiously.
"Nah!" Archie snorted, "if anything we're in the pink," he grinned and grabbed himself between the legs, the tight compression around his teenpackage was comforting and Archie felt a rush of memorable pleasure surge through him as he recalled the intense blowjob he had been given. "Come on I need a drink." Andy watched open mouthed and then sprinted after Archie who was heading to the water fountain outside. Andy's head whirled with the unasked and unanswered questions that milled about in his brain. By the time he caught up with his pal, Archie was involved with some other mates playing football in the playground. Andy was pulled into the ruckus and forgot for the moment about any thoughts concerning Archie's visit.
Archie, Andy and Ritchie stood by the side of the school, it was lunchtime and they had just left the dining room.
"What are we gonna do now?" Ritchie burped as he spoke, Archie had rushed them through the meal and he was feeling a little discomfited.
"What do ya think," Archie grinned and thrust his hips forwards.
"Oh right," Ritchie blushed and felt an immediate swelling between his legs.
"We just need somewhere safe," Archie spoke quietly as he scanned the school buildings for such a location.
The entrance and the playground was busy with the changeover of diners sitting, Archie checked the locker room corridor. He could see some pupils walking towards the locker room so discounted that, `must be a team practice session,' he decided. `Library is out, too many other bodies around,' mentally he went through the known areas.
"How about the boiler room" suggested Ritchie.
"Locked," replied Archie.
"I know a way in," grinned Ritchie, "I had to help Dodkins the Porter with some boxes and I know where he hides the spare key.
"NEVER!" Archie spun around and looked at Ritchie, "You never said," he was almost accusing.
"Well I, we never had a need till now," Ritchie felt hurt by Archie's manic response. "Come on follow me."
The three slipped around the back of the kitchen, technically they were `Out of Bounds' but lots of staff and pupils used the cut through as a short cut between the school wings and the prohibition was only ever enforced when someone was discovered there when they should have been in lessons. Ritchie halted by the corner to the boiler room, he checked around to make sure no one was observing them and that the boiler door was closed. He led them to the door and then lifted the flap which had a large danger sign on it. `DANGER OIL TANK' the notice said in worn and cracked paintwork. Ritchie slipped his hand under the flap and fiddled around, then he stood up grinning, in his hand he held a large brass key.
"See," he grinned.
Automatically the three teenagers covertly looked around, the area was empty although the usual cries and shouts could be heard from the playground. Ritchie unlocked the door and stepped inside, Archie and Andy crowding hurriedly behind him. The boiler room smelt warm, it was not warm from the central heating furnace but from the basic water heating unit; this shook and rattled as it turned on and off as it was required. The kitchen and the shower rooms were in use so its noises became a background noise.
"What do we do?" Andy turned to Archie, their recognised leader.
"Suck dick," Archie made the instant decision.
"There's a shelving and space behind the furnace," Ritchie supplied, "it'll hide us from the door, just in case someone comes."
"Better lock the door anyway," Archie decided, "and don't leave the key in the door, that will give it away that it's locked from this side."
Ritchie locked the door, the light dimmed with the door closed but the vents, high along the bricked walls allowed enough light to see easily. Ritchie led the way around the back of the furnace, the space behind was as he has said shelved along the back wall. Various tools were hanging from a large board beside which was a detailed plan of the furnace, a smaller diagram beside it was for the smaller water boiler. In a box under one of the shelves marked blankets, they discovered some safety blankets.
"These will do to cover the metal shelving frame," Archie laid one of the stiff blankets over the edge of one block of the shelving and dropped another on the floor beneath it. "Okay Andy you go first," Archie leaned against the shelving, the blanket softer against his back.
Andy understanding quickly, knelt on the blanket and as Archie slipped off his blazer, unbelted Archie's trousers and his zipper. Archie's teendick was already swelling in anticipation and he grunted as Andy clumsily caught his teenprick in the folds of his trunks when he tugged them down.
"Hey careful," Archie snapped.
"Sorry," Andy softened his touch and carefully released Archie's fat tube, it swung jerking to and fro in the warm air, the tip glistening where a small pool of Archie's precum oozed from his wrinkled foreskin.
Archie sighed gently, the warm air was stimulating on his teencock and it jerked heavily. Andy grasped the fat meaty tube in his hand and licked the small dribble of Archie's precum, a satisfied look stole across his face as he tasted the familiar honey spiced teendew. Ritchie stood to one side, his trousers bulged at the fly where his own teendick bloated and throbbed, he watched intently as Andy sucked Archie's cockhead into his mouth and began to bob his head back and forth.
"Use your tongue," whispered Archie as he sensed the first stirrings of pleasure rock away. In his head he recalled some of the things that Mr Grant had done earlier and he tried to explain it to Andy. "No not like that," he said irritated, `fuck this is no good, I'll have to show him,' "Look get up, I'll show you."
Andy stood up and changed places with Archie who quickly dropped Andy's trousers and briefs. Kneeling down on the folded blanket he quickly sucked Andy's teenprick which thickened and bloated with the impetuosity and vibrancy of youth.
"Gaaaaaahhhhrrrpph," moaned Andy as he felt the rasping edge of Archie's tongue lavish his exposed helmet, jerking as Archie's tongue delved into the little furrow underneath his ridge. "Oh, oh, oooohhhhhhh," he quailed as the tingling tickles inside him soared and flared with increasing intensity. Archie worked away at Andy's slim teendick, swallowing and sucking and rasping his tongue just as he had felt Mr Grant do to him. "Oh Wow, WOW! WOOOOOOOW!" Andy gurgled as the searing tickles rocked through him, the centre of his universe was wholly contained in the squidgy spongy length that pulsed and throbbed between his legs and he saw the flashing stars and comets wallop across his eyes as his body was pounded and stimulated by Archie's actions.
"See," Archie leaned back on his thighs, he could see Andy was quivering and trembling, his teendick shuddered and juddered.
"So close, so close, so close," gabbled Andy as he instinctively thrust his hips forward, his teencock punching the warm air, seeking the heat and excitement of Archie's sucking techniques. Andy tensed, his teenballs twitched, bucking up and down as the internal fight for consummation continued without the encouragement of Archie's mouth. "Ohh, ohhhh, oonnnn, noooooo," Andy mewled as he almost peaked, almost hit the spot but without the final quickening, his ardour and passion slowed, deflated slightly, just enough to cause a sense of irritation about not achieving his climax.
"Now you," Archie turned to Ritchie who was standing there, his trousers and trunks already dropped around his ankles, his hand caressing his own teendick as he watched with growing desire what was happening, he could feel the excitement frying off Andy like a warm breath and his own hormone driven desire absorbed the sensory fumes, his teendick hardened and stiffened with the extra intensity.
Andy stumbled to the side, his hand gentling his teencock, but without exciting his want further, he knew he needed to recoup, relive the pleasures he had received as his fingers tenderly cupped and caress his teentreasures, his balls especially relished the caress as they continued to strive and struggle to contain his spunk, yet produce more and more of his dews.
Ritchie leant against the warm blanket, its heat was an extra sensory delight against his skin and then he yelped at the sudden onslaught of pleasure that rocketed away inside him.
"Oh Fuck," he drooled, saliva issuing from the sides of his mouth as he looked down at Arhcie's bobbing head. `My dick feels like it's in a swallowing furnace,' he thought as the pleasured tingles bucked and rocked along his rollercoaster nerves, his head swimming as the intensity of the pleasure surges flared and blazed.
Archie worked his tongue as he knew Mr Grant had done, rasping the underidge of Ritchie's helmet, delving into the cockslit and compressing the bulbous head with his lips. Ritchie twisted and jerked and flailed, just about managing to keep his balance as Archie cocksucked him hard and intensely. `Oh fuck, I'm cumming, I'm cumming' his nerves screamed at him as his balls twitched and he felt the rise but then just as he had done with Andy, Archie stopped.
"No, NO! NOOOO!, Fuck it Archie make me cum!" Ritchie blazed at his mate who sat back on his knees and grinned at the effect of his work on his mate.
Ritchie juddered and jumped, his body screaming its need, he felt the rising tickle excitement rise and rise and then fall back, drop back, cut back as his balls sucked back the tide of his spunk.
"Not fair," Richie glared at Archie who beamed brightly at him.
"It's a learning curve," smirked Archie, "now you can practise on me."
Archie stood up and pushed Ritchie aside, "Both of you on your knees, show me what I've just taught you."
Andy always the more submissive went back on his knees. He stared at Archie's fat teen tube, `I so wish my dick was as big as his,' his envy was without any malice, he felt happy that Archie had a big dick, `and I can touch it and suck it anytime I want,' he told himself as he kissed the drooling teencock, drinking the heady sugary precum that invigorated his head.
Archie leaned back against the shelving relishing the wet moist touch of Andy's lips and then his tongue and finally his mouth. Slowly his passion rose as Andy experimented with all that he recalled from Archie's example. Ritchie standing to the side, glowered at both Archie and Andy but his spinning head was mesmerized; excited and enticed at seeing Andy's horny and squelching working of Archie's thick teenprick. He caressed his own teendong and balls much as Andy had done, `I need to be gentle with my cock and balls, they're painful after that hard suck by Archie,' he told himself but his hormone driven inquisitiveness drove him to kneel down beside Andy.
Andy relinquished Archie's cock without any envy when Ritchie made his move, `Fuck I need to remember what Archie did to me,' Ritchie thought as he took possession of Archie's fat teentool. `Damn his precum tastes just too good,' Ritchie tasted and swallowed the first dribble, the heady spicy sweetness made his mouth salivate and his own saliva mixed with Archie's teendew as Ritchie quickly and hurriedly swallowed another helping of the delicious juice. As Archie's teendick sank deep inside his mouth, somehow his mouth easily clamped around the meaty lump and he licked and rasped his tongue across and around the helmet, pushing his tongue tip right inside the lip of the glans, finding and rubbing across the tight rut. Archie moaned and twitched as the familiar delights coursed through him, he glanced down at his mates, Ritchie his mouth clamped tight against his shaft and Andy close by watching intently.
"My balls, Andy suck my balls," he whispered the instruction.
Andy leant forward and took the first of the heavy spheres into his mouth, he could feel the spongy oval pulsing and bloating, the heat radiating as the fertile gonad sank into his mouth. Archie purred as the extra level of pleasure commenced, `having my dick sucked and my balls sucked by two different mouths is awesome,' he thought grinning, `I must get Robin and Marty to do the same, it's awesome, an amazing sensation,' Archie clamped his hands tight against the shelving as his knees buckled with the strong surges of delight, he could feel his kneecaps trembling, sending little shooting `pins and needles' of ecstasy rise up his thighs. Images of Robin and little Marty kneeling before him, sucking his cock together filled his head and his knees buckled even more.
Andy suckled Archie's ball and then moved to the other one, he gave it the same licking sucking treatment and then took both the hairy lumps into his mouth, caressing the squidgy bulbs with his tongue tip, his hand moved to caress his own dribbling teenprick which bloated and throbbed. `Why does sucking Archie give me such pleasure?'' he wondered. Ritchie continued to suck and lick, drawing Archie's teendong right up to his gagging point, Archie twisted and jerked as he felt the effects of Ritchie's quivering, `on the cusp' gagging action. Ritchie leaned back and released Archie's cock as the gagging twist made him falter. Andy feeling Ritchie's movement quickly captured Archie's dick and once more sucked and swallowed, tasting traces of Ritchie's saliva as he did so. Ritchie grunted and gasped for a few seconds and then he returned, this time to suck and lick Archie's balls. 'I can do this whilst my throat settles down,' he told himself.
Archie steamed as the heat inside him flared and blazed, the tickling tingling shooting surges became more and more intense, `such an amazing sensation,' he smirked to himself as the desires and flares of sensual pleasure washed and flooded his nerve-endings. `So, so, soooooo good,' his lust thickened and quivered. He looked down at his mates and the thought came into his mind.
"Both of you side by side, suck my dick," he insisted.
Andy and Ritchie paused, both glanced at each other as their heads worked around what Archie was saying, asking, demanding. Ritchie moved first to the base of Archie's thick sausage and placed his lips along the side of the throbbing shaft. Andy nodded his head and took up the same position on the opposite side. Slowly they kissed and licked together along the seven inches of satiny skin, as they progressed towards the pulsing helmet their lips touched, `a strange sort of kiss,' thought Ritchie as he felt the moist wet scraping of Andy's lips against his. Archie leaned back against the supporting shelving; he closed his eyes as the flashing lights of pleasure rocketed and soared across his eyelids. The internal blaze of tingles flickered and flashed inside him, the rippling shocks flaring from his groin to flood his whole body with delicious tickling sensations. `How good is this,' his head whirled with the never-ending onslaught of scorching pleasure.
Andy and Ritchie by some sort of communicated assent took turns at Archie's glans, individually they did the same kissing, licking, sucking and rubbing. Each dipped their tonguetips into the gape of Archie's cockslit, swallowing the heady juices that oozed forth. Both caressed their own teendicks as they did so, keeping their desires peaking and swelling in their bodies and minds. Archie grabbed both their heads as the desire hit him hard, `I need to finish this,' his hormone raddled thinking altering his perspective. Archie held his mates heads against his thrusting teenprick, their mouths so tight against the throbbing shaft they met and touched in the strange kissing. Archie held them tight and made their heads move up and down his shaft, he gave them no chance to resist, his sexed up strength allowing him to control them. Andy and Ritchie found themselves being manipulated back and forth along Archie's punching length, sucking and swallowing the juices whenever they came into contact. Harder and faster Archie rubbed his mates mouths along and against his teendick, the surges inside him rushed and swelled, the last sensation still on the up as the following wave of tinging ticking need followed one after another.
"Oh FUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKK here I cummmmmm," he bleated as his dick jerked and juddered, his balls sending his spunk rocketing up inside his spasming teentool. Andy and Ritchie found themselves close together at Archie's fountaining cockhead as he erupted, both their lips clamped tight around the fat helmet and at each others lips as they fought to swallow and suck as much of Archie's foaming spunk as they could. Archie rocked on his feet, his hips fucking the containing mouths as his teencock delivered his load, the bucking sperms fighting down inside the two throats to be consumed in the teenage stomachs. "Fuck, fuck, fuck that was so awesomely hot!" Archie gasped as he half collapsed over his two still sucking mates. His eyes blazed and flashed as the brilliant sparkling cosmic stars and comets flew across his eyes and he sagged when his knees finally gave out.
Archie jerked and quivered as Andy and Ritchie's tickling and slicking tongues continued to provide even more ecstasy, he twitched and grabbed at the shelving, his balance precarious as his head swam befuddled with pleasure and intense joys. His teendick continued to swell and throb, he was on the cusp of the pain pleasure knife edge. His glans pulsed, a final dribbling spurt of his spunk spewed from his cockslit and he sagged, his knees once more giving way. Andy and Ritchie still taking turns, their lips kissing as they replaced each other at Archie drooling teencock. All at once both twitched and their eyes flew wide open as almost simultaneously each of them climaxed, their respective teenpricks gushing, their spunk shooting across each other to splatter on the grimy concrete floor.
"What the fu...!" Ritchie's cry was stifled as they heard the sound of a key turning in the lock, the boiler room door creaked open. All three teenager held their breath, ears strained as they heard the footstep.
End of Part Nine
To Be Continued...??????????????????????
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