Date: Wed, 24 Feb 2016 09:16:37 +0000
From: tom <amias09@fastmail.fm>
Subject: LabTech Chapter 37

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 37 – "I just done it round the bike sheds.."


It was all too much for Alfie. Having been caught masturbating the previous
day and subsequently pushed to the limit by Mark, to be apprehended twice
in two days was far more than he could take, he had fainted with the shock
of seeing Mr Chatworth.

It was more than a little cramped in the bike shed as Mr Chatworth had
found out when he moved over to the wall in order to prevent Alfie from
falling off the bike. Robin was still very much in a state of oblivion
although he had finally pulled his trousers back up and vaguely helped to
get Alfie out into the air and sit him down.

"Wot's happened?" mumbled Alfie slowing raising his head from between his
knees and looking groggily around.

"You only fainted," Mr Chatworth smiled, not wishing for a repetition
should he become agitated at being caught, "so do you feel alright now?"

"Sorta." Alfie nodded and put his head back down, far too embarrassed to be
seen.

"Wot, wot you gonna do Sir?" asked Robin quietly, very fearful of a visit
to the headmaster's dreaded study.

"What do you think I should do?"

There was what seemed a very long pause, eventually Robin replied. "I
dunno, but we shouldn't have done it should us?"

To which Alfie added, his voice cracking, "Sir, I don't wanna see the
headmaster!"

"To be honest, I'm not sure he'd really want to see either of you two
anyway."

"Wot? Sorry Sir, wot d'you say?" Robin looked up wondering if he'd heard
correctly.

"I don't think he would really want to see you either." Mr Chatworth looked
at Robin. "Why didn't you two just go to the toilets and do it there like
all the other boys do!"

"You know about that!" blurted Robin quite unintentionally, imagining that
his big secret had been finally discovered. "Oh no.. uumm.."

"Of course. Teachers know everything!" he kept a straight face. "Now
listen, to my knowledge nobody knows what you two have been up to down here
or that you've been seen either. So I am going to pretend I haven't seen
you as well."

"Wot Sir, you means no punishment?"

"Correct."

Discretion being the better part of valour or in this case, the better
option for instant harmony, Mr Chatworth had already decided it was pretty
pointless pursuing the matter when just about every second year boy in the
school was constantly at it. Besides since nobody else knew and since the
boys were scared of further ramifications it was unlikely they would say
anything anyway.

Alfie was unable to believe his ears. Starting to rub the build up of tears
from his eyes he soon discovered his right hand was still endowed with a
profusion of sticky substances as collected from Robin's underpants!

"You mean that Sir?" Robin couldn't believe what he was hearing
either. "You won't give us no punishment?"

"Wot!" mumbled Alfie, the seminal adhesive starting to stick his eyelashes
together.

"That's right. I don't think it would serve any real purpose since you're
both going to continue masturbating whatever I say. Besides I think looking
at the pair of you now, I imagine the embarrassment of being caught and
what you've just been through is more than enough punishment."

"Thank you.. Sir.." croaked Alfie, the emotions having swung yet again to
find himself on the verge of tears with Robin blinking and not looking too
far off himself.

"And, I'll be seeing you every day whilst I'm your form master so you'd
better be good!" he looked towards Alfie and then turned to Robin. "You're
not escaping either, I think I have your class this afternoon for geography
don't I?"

Robin fought to hold back the tears of relief, perhaps some teachers
weren't so bad after all.

"Now, Alfie do you need to visit the school nurse or are you feeling
alright now?"

"I'm OK I think, Sir." he mumbled, blinking, quite unable to look Mr
Chatworth in the face now or possibly even in the future!

"Good, now go and have a wash the pair of you. Don't ever let me ever catch
you doing this sort of thing again or you will be in the headmasters
study."




Strangely enough, dinner time at the City Grammar school wasn't going that
well for a couple of boys either.

Adam and Martin were in a state of panic having realised on checking
through all the photographs several times that at least two were
missing. From what Adam could remember there was definitely the picture of
Harry's giant appendage and he also thought, there were two others
depicting himself and Martin. Whilst Adam was pretty sure that no faces
were shown, for Martin the merest thought of any body parts appearing in
such a picture had scared him witless.

So terrible was the threat of being found to be either in the photographs
or actually owning them, that the two had spent most of their dinner break
unsuccessfully scouring the playground looking for them and missed their
dinner sitting in the process. The one thing they hadn't done was to find
the first year boy in the large blazer and ascertain if he had taken them.

"Wot we gonna do then?" Martin looked at Adam, hoping for a comforting
answer.

"Well if we can't find the bloody things here, somebody must have taken
'em."

"Course, but wot we ain't done is to find that little fucking git with the
gert blazer, maybe he's the one that fucking pinched `em?"

"Well `spose he has," said Adam, "and then 'spose he says, fuck you I ain't
giving `em back!"

"Oh, I ain't thought of that, but we could beat him up a bit till he gave
'em back." Martin made a face. "Adam, thing is I just can't go beating kids
up!"

"Nor can I. I don't mind shouting at 'em, but I don't hit 'em." Adam
sighed. "We're stuffed then, `cause we're too fucking nice! You got any
better ideas or we might have to fucking do it."

"Fuck! You don't reckon he'd try to blackmail us, I means if he had 'em he
could, couldn't he?" suddenly exclaimed Martin looking wildly round. "Oh
fuck!"

"Then we'd really have to beat the shit outta him wouldn't we?" Adam leaned
against the wall. "Oh fuck, I don't know. Now just calm down, we needs to
think!"




Lunchtime and Andy in need of an escape from the science block also wanted
to give himself time to think. For him though, the question was how to
resist the temptation of the various boys that kept flashing through his
mind and in particular that of Robin who's unanswered invitation was
burning a hole through his pocket.

Without arriving at any real conclusion he had eaten his sandwiches in the
car and taken a walk around the block outside of the school aiming to
return in good time for the afternoons work. Walking slowly through the
school he was horrified on rounding a corner by the sports block to be
confronted by Robin appearing from the other direction.

"Hello, fancy seeing you here!" Robin smiled.

"Oh.. yeah... I'm on me way back."

In total contrast Robin appeared unphased by the meeting and jumped
straight to the point. "I was wondering if you was gonna reply to me note
about meeting up."

"I... I uumm..."

Even knowing the question could be answered with a simple yes or no, Andy
was in a quandary. How he could escape without giving his acceptance to
meet, when in truth Robin's body was what he really wanted and the
fulfilment of another fantasy.

"Yeah, d'you think any more about meeting up?" asked Robin provocatively
hitching his trousers up and ensuring the white of his briefs was clearly
visible as he did so.

"Oh.. sort of... I was... I was gonna..." Andy stared, swallowed and then
dried up, seeing the expanse of white was all too tempting.

"You was, you was gonna write me a note and say, yes I `spect!" Robin
grinned, he knew he was in control with Andy unable to resist his charms.

"Probably." mumbled Andy without really thinking.

"Where we gonna meet then?"

"Dunno." Andy's mind was blank, why had he just agreed to meet up at all.

"I just done it round the bike sheds, bit risky though."

There was absolutely no doubt that Robin was little tease and a highly
sexed one at that. Both hands suddenly became extremely active in his
trouser pockets only to be immediately withdrawn cunningly allowing the
trousers to drop well down to expose even more of his briefs.

"You did wot? Where?" Andy just stared unable to get himself together, what
was it about the boy that attracted him?

"Just had a wank round by the bike sheds." replied Robin casually, although
carefully omitting the fact he had been doing it with Alfie and then got
caught by a teacher.

"D'you wank a lot then?"

It was a silly question, but Andy couldn't think of what to say. The white
ribbed cotton above the waistband of the grey trousers continued to hold
his gaze.

"At least five or six times a day, don't you?" Robin grinned. To Andy's
surprise pulled the sagging front of his trousers away from his body to
expose even more of his briefs. "Look, see I'm still a bit wet with cum
from just now."

The offer was designed to be irresistible. It was irresistible. Andy
furtively glanced all around then quickly stepped beside him and peered
inside. "Oh fuck you are!"

"We both knows we're queer, so it'll be alright won't it?" Robin let the
trousers twang back. "Look, I wanks with boys in me class, but they ain't
real queers like us, so we could do other things as well. Course, I won't
say nothing of wot we does, we can do something in yer car if you wants."

"I dunno... maybe.. uumm.." Andy's thinking had become muddled since he was
having great difficulty in resisting Robin's full on sexual onslaught,
quite unlike his cock which now risen to the occasion and only too keen to
accept the invitation.

"You do wants to don't you?" temptingly Robin moved closer pushing a hand
down the front of his trousers. "I ain't never seen a big boys willy, I'd
suck it for you!"

Andy gulped.

"Looks like you gotta gert hard-on anyway!" the onslaught continued as
Robin nodded towards the front of Andy's trousers. "You should have kept
yer white coat on... hey, I just thought, you been doing it under that coat
when you been watching me in the corridor?"

"Uumm... I `spose.. maybe.." mumbled Andy reasoning that if he couldn't
resist, then why didn't he just do what he really wanted too in the first
place!

"Look me willy's gone all hard too, if I faces that wall I'll wank in me
pants for you!"

The gabbled offer appeared to be Robin's way of confirming his attraction
towards Andy and then endorsing it by metaphorically throwing himself at
him.

"No! No! Not here!" hissed Andy in panic. It was the only sensible answer
even if it wasn't what he really wanted, but did allow some margin for a
later assignation.

"Oh, I'm all hard as well," with Andy on the hook, Robin did his best to
sound very disappointed, "honest, it'll be alright `cause I can cum twice
real quick and doing it in them bike sheds was half an hour ago now!"

"No, not here, it ain't right." Andy looked nervously round, Robin though
had already noticed he had failed in unequivocably rejecting the blatant
advances out of hand.

"So where then?"

Robin wasn't giving up. The one thing he hadn't dare say was that his
infatuation with Andy had grown to the point where he had fantasised about
him several times since their original encounter and was absolutely
determined to seduce him.

"Wot.. uumm.. wot, d'you mean when you said earlier doing other things if
we're queer?" by ducking the question Andy hoped to steer himself away from
the subject of arranging an actual meeting.

"See, the boys I knows only wants a wank, but I want's things up our bums,
not just fingers," for once Robin looked embarrassed even if he was playing
with himself through his trousers, "wot I've heard is it's the sorta thing
wot real queers do innit?"

"I `spose so."

Andy hadn't seen fit to query the central premise, which was that instead
of denying his homosexuality as would have been anticipated, he had merely
conceded to Robin's assertion that he was indeed also homosexual.

"I think that's wot they does innit? Ooh hell.. I really needs another wank
quick!" squeezing his erection again Robing withdrew his hand from the
trousers and sniffed it. "And, course you'll know all about doing that
queer stuff won't you?"

"Uumm.. sort of.." Andy looked blank, knowing his own sexual experience to
be very limited. However, the next question really had to be asked. "But
why've you picked me and not somebody else?"

"Well `cause I likes you and I thinks can trust you," Robin fiddled with
his glasses in an attempt not to look too embarrassed at his admission,
"and, and I 'spect you've done all them queer things, so can we try `em
together can't we?"

"Oh bloody hell!" Andy was quite taken aback. For a thirteen year old Robin
was incredibly forward, yet on the other hand he was envious of him being
able to be so open about his sexuality.

"Hello Andy? Wot you doing here then?"

Andy swung round, to see Mark approaching accompanied by Geoff.

"Nothing, just chatting." Andy he didn't look too flustered at be being
caught with Robin, although hopefully Mark knew nothing of Robin's fixation
with him.

"Hey.. I know you, you're... uumm... Robin, innit?" said Mark. "Yer the one
that fell off yer bike and I rode it yer to school for you didn't I?"

"Yeah," Robin pushed his glasses back up his nose for the hundredth time
that day, "and yer little brother's Alfie innit, I saw him earlier today."

"Oh, did you." Mark turned to Geoff unaware of how much of Alfie that Robin
had seen. "This is me mate Geoff. And, this is Andy he gives us a lift here
some days."

"Yeah course, I've seen you about a bit in the labs." Geoff smiled and
noting the bulge in Andy's trousers added. "Didn't quite recognise you
without yer white coat."

"Right." Andy flushed well aware of his erection. That aside, for some
reason he felt rather ill at ease, it was the same sensation he had
experienced when he first met both Adam and Robin. Was Geoff homosexual as
well?

Mark glanced at his watch and made to move off. "The bell'll be going soon,
we'd better go `cause we still got some homework to copy!"

"Yeah, I `spose we oughta." Geoff it seemed had no inhibitions and had
started to play with himself through his pocket, watched by Robin and
certainly noted by Andy.

"Yeah and I gotta go back to work now." said Andy watching as they
sauntered off.

"You knows he's queer as well, that Geoff, I can tell. When we was second
year's he got Pete from me last class to wank with him!" Robin wrinkled his
nose to stop the glasses sliding down yet again. "He told me Geoff's cock
wasn't gert big, but he could make gert loads of cum!"

"He didn't ask you to wank then?" Andy managed a smile thinking for once of
Robin's disappointment at being left out.

"Nah, wish he had, bloody missed it `cause I was away that morning getting
me new glasses." said Robin. "Anyway, wot's the bet that Mark ain't twigged
he's queer yet!"

"You really sure he's queer?" asked Andy, amazed at Robin's perception for
his age. "And, you don't think Mark knows then?"

"Course he is, `cause I saw you felt it when he appeared. You did didn't
you? We can always tell when we meets another queer can't we!" Robin
winked.

"We.. we!"

Andy visibly winced, he really didn't like hearing it put like that however
correct Robin's conclusion was. Neither did he particularly like being
bracketed with the younger Adam, Robin and now Geoff, even if he were to
admit to himself of being readily attracted to them. He knew it didn't feel
right with him being older, that though when countered with his
predilection for younger boys left him yet again wondering what was wrong
with him.

"Well you did didn't you?" continued Robin unaware of the sensitivities of
his generalisation.

"Yeah...'spose I did." admitted Andy reluctantly.

Robin grinned. "Wonder how long it'll be before Mark gets invited to his
house?"





The invite had already been issued and accepted. In fact by twenty past
four that very afternoon, Geoff was turning his key in the front door and
ushering Mark inside.

"Looks a bit like our house." said Mark looking round the hallway.

"Yeah, the houses is all much the same round yer I reckons." Geoff threw
his bag on the floor. "D'you want anything, I can probably find some Coke,
ain't got no crisps or that `cause I finished 'em last night!"

"Oh bloody hell, that's typical innit you greedy sod!" Mark grinned
nervously, not sure what they were actually going to do now they had
arrived, maybe Geoff should take the sexual lead. "I'll have a glass of
Coke then, ta."

"Come on in the kitchen then." Geoff led the way.

"You sure about yer mum not coming back till five?"

"Guaranteed."

"Good... so.. uumm, well wot.. wot... was we gonna do then?" he stuttered.

Opening the fridge Geoff turned with the bottle in his hand, he
grinned. "You tell me, wot else d'you wanna do then, apart from having some
Coke?"

"I dunno.. uum.." Mark blushed knowing his entire sexual repertoire
amounted to nothing more than masturbation fantasies and what had happened
to him over the last couple of weeks.

"You done much with other boys then?"

The question was asked casually, Geoff having a suspicion that Mark was
very inexperienced and able to be moulded. Unbeknown to Mark, despite
Geoff's obvious advances and apparent appetite he was in fact very much in
the closet, that itself something he wanted to remain a secret. Well aware
he looked distinctly unathletic and rather studious he only made advances
to those boys whom he thought would be susceptible, rather than suffer the
ignominy of being rebuffed.

Having still not picked up the fact Geoff had strong homosexual tendencies
nor wishing to show his own sexual ignorance, Mark muttered. "Well
some... y'know."

"Wot would you really wanna do then?"

"Uumm.. it's them Aertex undies.." replied Mark after a pause and having
plucked up courage to ask for one of his fantasies to be enacted. "Would
you do a striptease down to yer Aertex undies?"

"Yeah alright, but I wanna see you in them tight little red pants you got
on." Geoff grinned. Still in the closet he may have been, but once the door
was partially opened there was no keeping him inside. "Come on up to me
bedroom then, quick."

All of ten seconds later they were excitedly standing in the said bedroom!

"Cor, wot a gert big room you got!" exclaimed Mark.

The room overlooked the rear garden with the usual unmade single bed, a
small table doubling as a desk, an overflowing bookcase, a wardrobe and in
the corner of the room a far larger table totally covered with all the
paraphernalia of an extensive model railway layout.

"Well see, I'm an only child, so mum and dad have got the room at the front
and I've got the big `un at the back."

Mark's gaze gravitated to the model railway. "D'you play with it much
then?"

"Well," Geoff sniffed, "more than most I `spect, every night and morning
for a start."

"Wot before you goes to school, bloody hell you must be keen."

"Probably do it once or twice in the day as well."

"You wot? Shit!"

"Yeah in class or the bog and I'll bet you can't tell me that you don't
wank night and morning can you?" Geoff looked at Mark standing by the model
railway and then burst out laughing.

"Wot's funny, wot you on about?" asked Mark looking up.

"You daft bugger, I been talking about wanking and you been on about the
model fucking railway!"

"Oh!" Mark blushed.

"Enough of that, come over here and lets do something before mum comes
home. You take yer trousers off `cause that'll get me horny and then sit
here while do the strip for you, alright?"

Geoff patted the bed and watched as Mark walked slowly over whilst to
rather nervously fiddle with the fly of his trousers.

"You ain't done this before have you?" Geoff smiled reassuringly. "Be
honest, you ain't have you?"

"Nah.. how d'you know? I've done things with me clothes on, like we did in
class the other day," Mark looked and sounded very embarrassed, "but, never
without me clothes, so that nobody's ever seen me cock proper other than me
little brother."

"Well now's the time then, mine ain't that big so don't worry." said Geoff
firmly. "It ain't the size it's wot you does with it!"

"Never thought of it like that." said Mark sounding more encouraged.

"Now stand here in front of me and I'll get yer trousers down."

All of ten seconds later Mark was looking down at his tenting briefs, the
same red ones as before, replete with the same dried semen stains all over
the front. There was however one small matter which in the whirl of sexual
excitement he had totally forgotten to take into account. It was the
unfortunate subject of personal hygiene and the fact that his cock had not
seen any soapy water for several days.

"Alright so far, it ain't that bad is it! Now stand out of 'them trousers
and sit on the bed," Geoff smiled as he looked at the bulge which had in
the middle what looked suspiciously like a wet spot, "we'll get our cocks
out together if it makes you happy!"

"I feel a right cunt, for behaving like this!" said Mark clearly now very
embarrassed. "I shouldn't though, `cause we all see our cocks in the
changing rooms don't we?"

"Yeah, now don't panic, I was worried the first time I got mine out with
somebody. You won't give a damn when you've done it once." said Geoff
kicking off his shoes and starting to pull his tie over his head without
undoing it nor dislodging his glasses. "Give yerself a treat and have a
look at me bed that'll get you going!"

"Wot d'you mean?" actually Mark didn't need getting going, he was already!

"Don't you ever squirt it over yer sheets and pyjamas?" Geoff laughed. "You
knows wot I means!"

"Oh! Oh fuck! I see wot you mean!" blushing again Mark need no second
bidding.

Rolling around on the bed in just his white shirt and tie, red briefs and
grey school socks he soon discovered Geoff's red striped pyjamas stuffed
down into the foot of the bed and resurfaced holding the trousers sniffing
them.

"I knew it! Yer into cums stains ain't you?" said Geoff taking his shirt
off to expose a distinctly non-athletic white chest encased in a distinctly
shapeless Aertex vest. He paused to watch Mark who appeared to be all but
devouring the front of the pyjama trousers, continuing he pulled the shirt
from his trousers to reveal the top of the matching Aertex briefs.

"They're still damp!" exclaimed Mark looking up from the pyjamas. "Have you
cum in 'em this morning?"

"Bloody hell, ain't you?" Geoff grinned. "Have you seen the sheets yet?"

"No.. `cause I wanked in bathroom basin!" blurted Mark inadvertently. "The
sheets? Wot, wot about 'em?"

"Hang on a second and I'll get me trousers off then I'll show you!"

Mark sat in the middle of the bed sniffing the pyjamas, his red briefs on
the verge of being torn apart and the wet spot growing larger by the
second. It was a perfect situation to be in to watch Geoff complete his
disrobing, finally ending up standing directly in front of Mark wearing the
Aertex briefs, vest and grey school socks. The mesh of the briefs having no
material strength allowing his erection to stick right out, precum easily
seeping through the flimsy material.

"Oh fuck!" gasped Mark, almost speechless at the sight.

Laughing Geoff turned around a couple of times to display himself, Mark
followed his every move tightly holding onto the front of his red
briefs. "Right, now you stand up, we'll pull each others pants down and
swop 'em over. You can get mine down first and we'll take 'em to school
tomorrow to swop 'em back."

So excited that his legs trembled when he got off the bed, Mark stood in
front of Geoff and bent down, slowly he hooked his fingers into the
waistband of the sagging Aertex briefs. He paused to make a quick
inspection which confirmed what everybody knew who wore them, that the
flimsy mesh material absorbed every single stain like blotting paper.
Geoff's were no exception having a fine selection of pee and semen stains
all of which were duplicated on the front of the vest since he had had it
tucked inside them. With little effort Mark slowly teased them down just
far enough to expose the bulbous head of Geoff's cock, now freely oozing
precum and twitching to the touch.

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Chapter 38 to follow