Date: Tue, 31 Jan 2017 08:56:12 +0000
From: tom <amias09@fastmail.fm>
Subject: Lab Technician Chapter 58

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 58 – Resisting the forbidden fruit


"Well, d'you think he really would?" Andy knew he shouldn't be posing the
question.

"Yeah, sure of it. `cause he's always on about helping you with the car and
that," Mark looked round to be sure Martin was definitely out of earshot,
"the other night after he'd sucked me off, he asked if I thought yer's was
bigger than mine!"

"Wot... well, wot d'you say?" Spluttered Andy in panic, his cock close to
spluttering something else.

Panic gripped him. Was fully Mark aware that he was actively lusting after
Alfie and knew to a degree that Alfie was equally infatuated with him? It
was always the same no matter what he did, Andy just seemed to attract
younger boys, but the really worrying point was his homosexual persona
would inexorably take over and he'd find himself wanting them.

"Said I hadn't seen it so I didn't know, but I thought it were, `cause yer
older."

Mark smiled, knowing the story was getting considerably embellished. It was
though serving the purpose and drawing out from Andy that he had indeed
developed more than a passing interest in Alfie. Unfortunately what Mark
didn't appreciate was that in reverse he too had become drawn to Andy and
not merely on just a friendship level, but sexually as well.

"Right. So well.. uumm.. suppose.. I.." Andy couldn't look at Mark, he
stopped in mid sentence not daring to say he wanted to be fixed up with
Alfie, let alone mention his dark fantasy of being fucked by him.

"Oh, oh I see," Mark smiled knowingly, "you mean, you might wanna.. see Alf
like?"

Andy blanched, in a literal sense he certainly did want to see more of
Alfie, but knew couldn't allow himself. "Uumm..."

"Well all you gotta do is say so and I'll ask him. I knows he'll do
anything for you." Mark shuffled about, somehow the thought of fixing up
Andy with Alfie had become extremely arousing. "Course I wouldn't say
nothing if you did see him and I knows he wouldn't say nothing neither."

"Yeah, OK I see uumm... but, you ain't saying nothing to him about this
now," he asked nervously, "not now are you? Yer not are you?"

"Nah, course not, `cause that's up to you innit." replied Mark, smiling to
himself on having cleverly ascertaining that Andy did indeed like younger
boys and Alfie in particular. "So now then, shall we have a look and find
out?"

"Look and find out wot?" Andy looked confused.

"Well like I told you about wot I said to Alf, to see if yer cocks bigger,
that's why we're yer innit?"

"Oh! Oh yeah, sorry, I see wot you means." Andy breathed a sigh of relief,
at least the conversation was moving on from Alfie even if still very
undesirable.

"Well, looks like you already cum in yer jeans," said Mark eagerly bending
over Andy and inspected the wet patch on his bulging jeans, "so unzip, lets
see yer's first!"

"I really ain't cum," replied Andy rather weakly, "just been leaking a
bit."

"A bit!"

Mark laughed and tentatively put his hand on the wet patch which
immediately caused Andy to recoil. The zip, well lubricated with semen was
soon pulled down leaving only the metal button fastened on the waistband of
the jeans, that too was quickly dispensed of and the jeans be peeled back
by Mark's shaking hands.

"Oh it's... oh.. oh.." he exclaimed on seeing the contents of the jeans, he
quickly stopped himself and changed tack, "fucking hell, you ain't got no
pants on!"

Andy was embarrassed, not because he didn't have any underpants on, but
from the way he was crouched on the seat and from above his cock looked
incredibly small.

"Well, I, I knew we'd be doing something... so I didn't.. uumm.. wear 'em
in case they got in the way." he mumbled well aware what Mark was thinking.

"Bloody hell you've started without me!" said Martin approaching the car to
see the fly of Andy's jeans wide open and the white skin beneath.

"Had to or he'd have cum in his jeans." said Mark grinning. "D'you know he
ain't got no pants on?"

"No. Why not?" Martin looking at Andy. "Hey and wot's happened to yer cock,
it's fucking disappeared!"

"Oh fuck off, it's just `cause of the way I'm bloody sat in the car innit!"

"Well you can get out now, `cause nobody can see nothing from over there if
we keeps that door open to screen us."

"Thank fuck for that!"

With that Andy managed to stand up by the side of the car, albeit with his
jeans falling to the ground in the process which made him feel very
aroused, yet strangely vulnerable to the younger boys. Just to make the
point he pushed himself forward in Mark's direction to dispel the earlier
impression that his cock was below average. In fact it was barely average,
a large foreskin would have helped the illusion of size considerably, but
it was certainly much too late for that. Mark took a long second look and
concluded in all probability it was about the same size as his own, he was
though a little disappointed as he'd hoped with Andy being a couple of
years older he might have had something more impressive.

"Right, now lets see what colour pants you got on then." said Martin
lunging at Mark. After a couple of minutes of sham resistance and much
laughter Mark stood before them, his jeans also around his feet to display
some tight, pale blue briefs having a bulge and darker patch to easily
rival that on Andy's jeans.

"Well let's have a look then!" said Andy excitedly. Martin glanced at his
brother and for a split second hoped he wasn't getting too excited in the
light of his secretive sexual predilections, yet it certainly seemed that
way.

"Look, I gotta tell you something before we all gets too turned on by
this," said Mark pulling his briefs to one side and allowing his very sore
and reddened cock to escape, "I don't think I'm gonna be able to cum. See,
I've fucking overdone the wanking today at school and while I'm hard and
that, it really does fucking hurt!"

"You ain't the only one!" exclaimed Martin, quickly unzipping his fly and
allowing an equally abused, yet very hard specimen to twang free from the
loose elastic of his briefs. "Andy, sorry, I knows this seemed a gert idea
earlier, but it does fucking hurt. I don't wanna start wanking again, it's
just too fucking sore and just make it worse!"

"Oh fucking hell!" Andy looked in dismay between the two battered organs of
which there was no doubt that they both looked incredibly tender. "Wot a
right pair of fucking tossers you are! Why didn't you bloody tell me, I
ain't been wanking all day like you have, so now I'm all ready and you
can't do fucking nothing!"

"Sorry, I didn't wanna spoil it for you, `cause I thought I could have had
a quick `un, but honest Andy it really hurts!" said Martin. "Anyway, we
didn't know Mark was gonna show up, did us?"

"Nah, I `spose not."

Andy was racking his brain for the solution. The opportunity was too good
to miss with both of them effectively captive and already partly
undressed. Although whilst unable to masturbate there ought to be something
else he could get them to do which wouldn't involve too much pain or
friction.

"Hey, we could suck each other off," said Martin suddenly grinning and
looking up, "that shouldn't hurt should it, `cause it wouldn't be like
proper rubbing it?"

"I'll try it," Mark turned to Andy, the attraction unspoken, "shall I do
you first?"

"Oh yeah." replied Andy enthusiastically, too enthusiastically. "How d'you
want me?"

"Hey? Wot d'you mean?"

Mark was confused by the reply. Was Andy was trying to suggest trying
something other than just being sucked? As an anal virgin, Mark was
naturally curious as to what losing that virginity would be like and rather
nervously that hoped that Andy actually had something else in mind.

"Oh, well uumm.. I meant sitting down, standing up or.. or.."

Only then did Andy realise they were at cross purposes and that was Mark
innocently implying something else. That in turn raised the question as to
whether Mark was innocent or not, either way with them all virtually naked
from the waist down he was far too aroused to hold back and resolved to
push Mark into that something else.

"Now if I kneels on me seat like this.."

Throwing caution to the wind, he rather awkwardly climbed onto the drivers
seat to present his white, pimply bottom for a close-up inspection by Mark
and Martin.

"Oh fuck!" said Mark quietly, his original thoughts of simple masturbation
were had been rapidly dispelled, but to be replaced with what?

"Yeah, if you kneels like that then wot?" interrupted Martin, somewhat
shocked but nevertheless hoping he was correct in his assumption of what
was next.

"You could both fuck me!"

"Wot!"

Mark gulped. Fucking somebody was certainly one of his many fantasies when
it came to humping his bed, but to actually look the proverbial gift horse
in the mouth was quite a shock. Besides, he didn't have a clue how to go
about it and the puckered hole looked far too small. Even if he did attempt
it could he be sure it was clean enough, not to mention the possibility of
doing it all wrong and shooting his load by mistake.

"Well? Who's first?" Andy looked back over his shoulder, desperately hoping
for a positive response before he made himself look a complete idiot.

"Ain't that wot queers do?" blurted out Mark unaware of Andy's true sexual
preferences, particularly for anal sex with younger boys. "They stuffs it
up yer bum?"

"It don't matter wot they does, `cause it depends if you likes it, don't
it?" quickly replied Martin, guessing that Mark was only repeating the
usual schoolboy dogma which had immediately left Andy looking a little
dismayed. "Anyway Mark, don't you put a finger up yerself when you wanks
sometimes, `cause I don't know nobody that don't if they're honest!"

"Yeah, well I `spose I does, if you puts it like that." he flushed.

Having only ever seen his own bottom in a mirror and a few glimpses of
Geoff's, Mark was unable to take his eyes off Andy's tempting behind, the
situation was not helped by the tantalising thoughts that were still
running through his mind. What it might actually feel like? But, dare he do
it? Would his cock stand up to it. The hole still looked extremely small?
And, inevitably would he become queer?

Martin continued trying to draw the spotlight from Andy, even if it did
mean making an admission he would rather not. "Mark, I ain't never told you
this, but I've done it before with someone and I you knows I ain't queer am
I? Thing is I like it, so I'll do it now and you watch, then if you wants
to do it after I'll bet Andy will let you try."

"Oh.. I see... but, neither of you ain't really queer is you?" said Mark,
confirming to himself exactly what he wanted to believe, particularly
regarding Andy.

"Nah, course we ain't." said Martin, looking at Andy.

"Yes, yes.. do it!  Mart if you does it.. then I wants him to try as well!"
said Andy, just a little too enthusiastically.

"Now look, by saying that you got him all excited!" said Martin avoiding
the actual question and hoping his reply sounded like a joke, although from
the look on Andy's face he realised that it was no joke.

Mark looked at Andy and laughed. "Yeah, yer right we don't want him over
excited!"

It was though no joke, Andy wanted Mark and had wanted him badly since they
first met. Appearing to be spitting on his fingers, to their surprise Andy
pushed his arm back between his legs and inserted first one finger and then
two in his hole, wiggling them around to distribute the lubricant. It
didn't take Martin, himself having been invaded that very same day by Adam,
to become fully intent on buggering his brother. Watched by Mark he began
moving forward with his cock visibly quivering in anticipation, eventually
he lined it up with the target.

Watching in disbelief, Mark was in danger of ejaculating on the spot
knowing he was about to witness something he never thought he would, Martin
buggering his older brother. From their confident manner it didn't look as
though it were a fumbling first attempt either. Particularly for Andy, who
seemingly impervious to shame was now actively fingering his sphincter to
loosen it whilst Martin waited, dribbling saliva over his sore cock as
lubricant.

"It shouldn't hurt yer cocks `cause it's all slippy now innit? So you ready
then Mart?" gasped Andy excitedly. "When me fingers is out, just get it in
as far you can and fill me hole with spunk!"

"Course I'm fucking ready, just bloody hurry up before I cums!" Martin,
moved to stand only an inch from Andy, he glanced at Mark and
winked. Almost immediately Andy withdrew his fingers allowing Mark to
thrust himself forward and force the entire length of his cock deep in
Andy's anal tract.

"Holy fuck!" cried Andy appearing to wince with pain, loosened with fingers
or not, there was obviously still a certain amount of stretching required.

"Fucking hell! Does that hurt?" Mark looked on stunned at Martin's forceful
entry, quite unaware that the despite the assured outward appearance of the
act neither brother really knew what they were doing other than that it
felt rather wonderful.

"You alright?" enquired Martin, who from his own very limited experience
knew that some anal adjustment had to take place and maybe he had been a
little too rough.

"Yeah, I am now!" replied Andy after a few seconds. "Now bloody calm down
and do it gently, in and out and go all the fucking way so yer cock almost
slips out before you shoves it back in!"

Mark eagerly listened and just stared. It was a lesson to be remembered,
one hand was now behind his back checking out how far his own sphincter
would stretch.

"I'm gonna cum soon... d'you still want it up there? Oh...now.. oh.. I'm.."
gasped Martin, his cock starting to move at the speed of light as his
climax neared.

"Yeah.. yeah.. and.." gasped Andy, one hand grappling with his own erection
which was drooling precum to fall down onto the seat below.

The voice was drowned out by Martin, who moaning loudly gave his all,
thrusting his cock in as deep as he possibly could, staying inside Andy
while his vastly overtaxed testicles managed somewhat incredibly to produce
a further load of semen. Slowly getting his breath back and allowing his
cock shudder it's last he gently withdrew it. Feeling very, very sore, it
was showing absolutely no sign of going soft and came out with a distinct
plop to drip warm semen mingled with anal juices over the seat.

"I want Mark in me now!" cried Andy, unable to hide his true feelings. "I
wants him to cum when I do!"

"Oh fuck!" Mark clenched his hands, it was the moment when fantasy met
reality.

"Go on, it's all hot and slippery now, bloody get it up there!" Martin
encouragingly pushed Mark forward into the firing line.

Confronted with Andy's gaping, not to say dripping hole he turned to Martin
and very lamely asked. "Do I pull me foreskin back?"

"Oh fuck!" Martin started to giggle. "Yeah, give him some cheese while yer
at it!"

"Just fucking hurry up!" called out Andy knowing that ejaculation was
imminent. "I wants you up me before I cum and before wot up there drips
out!"

Mark was literally in virgin territory. Presented with a diamond studded
opportunity that he should find impossible to turn down, such was the power
of schoolboy rumour and innuendo that he found himself beset with nagging
doubts as to whether it would turn him into a homosexual.

"Oh for fucks sake Mark!" exclaimed Martin seeing him hesitate, yet knowing
himself to commit buggery was a big mental step. "Well go on, it won't
fucking bite!"

"For fucks sake, be quick!" cried Andy in desperation. "I can't fucking
hold on!"

"Oh fuck it!"

Having already been positioned, Mark found he couldn't stop himself putting
his cock next to the beckoning hole, taking a deep breath and thrusting
forward with all this might. Expecting to encounter resistance much as
Martin had initially, he was shocked to find he immediately sunk the entire
length of his cock into Andy with such force that his testicles were
effectively crushed between them.

"Fucking hell!" shrieked Andy who found Mark's entry as surprising as Mark
himself. "How far up are you fucking going!"

"Oh me balls!" wailed Mark reaching down to hold them only to find they
were inaccessible, now reshaped and wedged firmly between Andy's buttocks.

"They going up him as well!" said Martin giggling.

"Oh fuck..." gasped Mark.

"Well just fucking cum in me quick then!" continued Andy, both hands now
reaching behind to sink his fingers into the soft flesh of Mark's buttocks
and pull them wide apart to reveal all to Martin standing behind.

"Oh bloody hell!" said Martin under his breath on being presented with a
close-up of Mark's virginal bottom, even if it didn't look absolutely
spotlessly clean. "Oh fuck!"

Mark was experiencing a multitude of new physical sensations along with
fleeting doubts of what he was actually doing. The physical side won, being
inside Andy was not what he had expected, it was hot, felt soft and very
slippery, plus there was muscular activity which seemed to be forever
trying to pull him further inside. Above all, the intimate closeness to
Andy had contributed to an overwhelming desire to ejaculate inside and
cement the union. However, his gravely depleted genitalia were firmly
against the idea, having a permanent erection was one thing, but having to
ejaculate and produce more semen on that particular day was simply
aspirational.

"I'm cumming... cum with me.." pleaded Andy, his fingers pulling so hard on
Mark's buttocks that the hole appeared now wide open to Martin standing
close behind.

"I'm trying.. I'm fucking trying..." grunted Mark, desperately willing his
aching testicles into producing just one orgasm before they could
recuperate overnight.

"I'm still cumming!" cried Andy excitedly, his fingers still holding Mark
meant that his cock was continuing unaided to squirt enormous strings of
spunk all across the seat beneath him, the old tan leather seat rapidly
soaking up the mess.

Martin, who's his own genitals had also been seriously maltreated that day,
was similarly flagging yet still so aroused that he risked flaying skin off
his cock having begun masturbating again. Having only just having rogered
his brother and now to be so temptingly presented with sight of Mark's
gaping bottom he really wanted to stuff his cock up it. Logic though, told
Martin that however tempting the situation the truth was that he should not
take advantage of Mark, not that he would even be able to manage it
anyway. Nevertheless, the thought crossed his mind that if his cock
couldn't go inside then he had something else that could, ramming a finger
up he aggressively starting to finger fuck Mark who's immediate reaction
was to stand on tiptoe. Pushing himself even further into Andy his flagging
organ did it's best, coughing and spluttered in it's final, painful,
exhausted state to attain a climax .





"Where's yer brother got too then?" Spunky looked up the road and rubbed
his nose. "He's usually hanging about out yer somewhere ain't he?"

"Dunno, where he's gone. But, I finished that history stuff on the bus so's
you can lend it now to copy." Alfie turned to look up the road as
well. "Ah, Andy's car ain't there so maybe they's gone off in it."

"Wot, you means that Andy who works in the labs at school then?"

"Yeah." Alfie nodded. "I likes him."

"I ain't never really met him." Spunky looked at the end of his finger, it
having progressed from rubbing his nose to picking it. "So has Mark calmed
down, `cause last time I was yer he got all mad at me and then he fell over
didn't he?"

"Oh yeah, don't worry `cause he can't remember nothing, he's gert useless."

"That's good, anyway's thanks for doing the history homework, I 'spose I'd
better get home and copy it out then before the morning." said Spunky
extricating his bike which had been thrown into the hedge on arrival.

"That's alright, I'd done most of it anyway so it only took ten minutes to
make up something to fill the page."

"I'll bring it back in the morning then." he replied pushing the already
crumpled exercise book into the saddle bag.

"Hang on, this might be Andy and Mark coming back," Alfie stared as a green
car tuned into the road in the distance, "Looks like his car, wonder where
they's been?"

"Out for a wank somewhere!" Spunky giggled unaware how near the truth he
was.

"Shall we ask him that then?" Alfie started to giggle as well. "He does it
enough!"

"Yeah, let's wind him up! He might fall over again!"

"Oh... oh no, look it ain't his car, I thought it was." said Alfie watching
as the car parked further up the road.

"Hey listen," Spunky nudged him, "if he's gone for a wank, why don't we
have one as well?"

"Wot! Where? When?" asked Alfie grinning, knowing that Spunky would live up
to nickname and wank anywhere, any place, anytime.

"Right yer, we'll just sort face the hedge and do it in our pants." replied
Spunky, his hand already in his pocket, the pocket with the hole in it that
was.

"Wot now? Dare us?" Alfie looked furtively about, the idea certainly
appealed. "But, I had a quick one before tea."

"So did I," Spunky grinned, "why d'you think I'm called Spunky? I does it
five, six, seven times everyday!"

"Cor, that's more than me!" Alfie repeated his furtive looking around,
remembering what Andy had said about being caught. "But we won't get our
willy's out will us, `cause I don't wanna be caught, we'll just cum in our
pants?"

"Course and we can feel each others through the pocket can't we?" Spunky
moved to rub up against Alfie which immediately made him feel even more
excited. "I loves doing it where I shouldn't, like on the bus in class or
somewhere and I's made a hole in all me trouser pockets so's I can feel it
proper!"

"I knew you did it everywhere, but making a hole ain't yer mum noticed yet?
Mine would."

"Nah." he grinned. "Well come on then, first one to cum finishes the other
off."

"Right." Alfie looked at Spunky's shorts, it seemed he had already
started. "You started then?"

"Yeah! Ain't you?"

"I bloody have now!"




"Oh shit!" exclaimed Mark.

"Wot's up?" asked Andy.

"Wot is it?" Martin peered forward through the windscreen from the back
seat.

"Well Alfie's there with his mate, that little bastard Spunky or wotever
his name is!"

"Spunky?" queried Martin laughing. "Wot he's come yer has he!"

"Again, probably," Mark laughed, "his mates calls him Spunky `cause he's
`sposed to wank a lot!"

"Like you then?"

"Fuck off!"

"Is he old enough?" Andy was beginning to take keen interest in the view
ahead.

"He's in the same class as Alfie, so I `spose he is." said Mark.

"Looks like they're bloody doing it right now by the hedge," said Martin
guessing that Mark would get excited, "or is they just getting a bit too
friendly!"

"Dirty little sods, well hurry up and lets catch 'em at it!" said Mark
missing the joke. "But, I can't see nothing."

"I ain't fucking surprised, yer eyes is ruined with all that wanking you
does!" said Andy laughing.

No sooner had the car pulled up outside Andy's house than both Alfie and
Spunky appeared at the passenger door where Mark was sitting. "Where you
been?"

"Have you two been wanking out yer in the street?" accused Mark wagging a
finger at Alfie. "It bloody looked like it."

"Sod off! Nah, course not, we leaves that the sorta thing to you." replied
Alfie, very convincingly lying through his teeth even if things were a
little sticky down below.

"Why don't you fuck off!" replied Mark, vainly hoping to get out of the car
without being seen. The stabbing pain from his overwrought genitals
hindering his already jerky progress, something not helped by his cock
which still refused to go soft.

"Don't you tell him to fuck off!" interrupted Spunky, who not having an
older brother was unaware of the finer aspects of brotherly love and all
subsequent banter.

"You fucking tell `em Spunky!" added Martin encouragingly from the back
seat, who despite his own painful self-inflicted injuries found the
situation quite amusing.

"Who the hells that.. is that Spunky then?"

Andy indicating towards Spunky, whilst doing his best to get out of the car
without showing just how wrecked he was nor the awful state his jeans were
in. The answer was to be provided Alfie who having already targeted Andy
zoomed around the car to stand by the door as he started to get out.

"It's Spunky innit." Alfie looked at Andy and winked. "Him and Mark's met
before."

"I'd never have guessed." replied Andy trying to maintain his composure,
whilst his mind tried to tear itself away from Mark's subtle offer of
aiding in Alfie's seduction.

"You got yer Aertex pants on again Mark?" asked Spunky obviously knowing no
fear and intent on winding Mark up.

"Didn't think you'd be wearing Aertex pants?" said Andy innocently.

Alfie looked hard at Andy and put a finger over his lips to indicate
silence, Andy pulled a face and smiled, obviously there was more to this
than met the eye.

"Fucking shut up you cheeky little git!" snapped Mark pointing at Spunky,
worried that his underwear swop with Geoff would soon become common
knowledge. "Or I'll break yer fucking neck!"

"Oh piss off Mark, you always says that!" said Alfie ignoring Mark and
turning to Andy in an attempt to move the subject away from Mark's borrowed
Aertex briefs. "Wot's wrong with you, looks like you hurt yer back or
something?"

Mark though, was in no position to pursue the matter, since on getting out
of the car it wouldn't take much deduction to realise he had just had one
hell of an afternoon!

"Oh.. yeah.. I `spose... just now.. I might have twisted it somehow..."
mumbled Andy leaning on the car for support without daring to look at
Alfie.

What else could he say? Certainly not that he had just been buggered by two
fifteen year old boys and then masturbated himself to a standstill nor that
he wasn't wearing any underpants. That aspect had in turn had brought it's
own problems as the only thing to be found in the car to clean up the
seminal secretions oozing from his bottom was the chamois leather he used
to clean the windscreen!

By now Andy just wanted to go indoors to escape the very real temptation
that Alfie offered and allow his sexually overheated brain cool down, but
it wasn't to be. Having charisma when it came to younger boys was one
thing, however with the attraction that Alfie also felt for him it meant
there was to be no respite.

"Cor, look Andy, yer seats all wet, you had a sorta accident?" Alfie
sniffed as he peered inside the car, there was strangely familiar smell in
the air and it wasn't just Martin who was still sat in the back.

"Oh.. so wot's happened?" asked Spunky walking round to the open drivers
door to stand beside Alfie and Andy to look in.

"Uumm.. wot!"

In trepidation Andy reached behind to feel the seat of his jeans, it felt
wet and very slimy, hoping to conceal it he moved back towards the
wall. Not though before he had noticed Spunky's hand was very busy in his
pocket, although in actual fact he too was trying to peel his sticky briefs
from his body.

"Yeah, but it ain't nothing I... I, spilt the end of a bottle of lemonade,"
came Martin's voice from the back of the car much to Andy's relief, "now do
us a favour Alf and pull the seat forward then I can get out."

"Yeah alright, hold on."

Alfie leant forward to operate the catch, his shorts tightening around his
bottom and highlighting the line of his small briefs underneath.

"Hows that seat thing work then?" asked Spunky also leaning forward to see
what Alfie was doing.

"Just a little lever thing innit." replied Alfie.

Andy's eyes darted back and forth between Alfie's shorts and the
tantalising glimpse of the Aertex briefs which peeped from under Spunky's
blue polo shirt. After all that had gone before that afternoon the two
younger boys were having a marked effect upon him and he knew his cock was
all but fully erect again. It was too late to have any real chance of
halting the flow of thoughts, his fingers nervously twitched whilst he
visualised the younger boys undressing him and then taking him from behind
much as Martin and Mark had done earlier. The thoughts continued even so
far as to ponder the question, if Mark did arrange something with the
doting Alfie, would Martin really have to know as he would certainly
disapprove of such an arrangement knowing their ages.

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Chap 59 to follow