Date: Wed, 01 Jan 2014 10:53:23 +0000
From: tom <amias09@fastmail.fm>
Subject: Brief encounters C 134

Brief Encounters - the ever continuing saga... eekkk!

First the mandatory warnings and disclaimers - basically don't read this if
the naughty sexual exploits of young teenage schoolboys do not appeal. The
characters depicted are fictional and not intentionally based upon any one
person... although, if you do suddenly find yourself in the middle of the
story just think how lucky you are!

This is ostensibly a work of fiction, albeit with a few memories from my
own school days plus some of the many invariably unspoken fantasies which I
and my "best friends" would only ever rarely admit or allude to when we
were at that very special, trusting and certainly innocent age.

Today, it's very hard to imagine what it was like without the internet to
immediately help conjure up fantasies based on images, webcams, stories or
chat. Our sex lives were entirely dependant upon a very fervent imagination
and thus being able to create our own fantasies usually based on friends
and what we saw happening beneath the desk or in the changing rooms! I make
no excuses for the fact that underwear features prominently in this story,
because quite frankly it did, it was a very visible and tangible connection
between us and our ever developing fascination with sex! It's important to
remember that other than the very rare sexual extrovert, we never dared
mention the subject because we were just too embarrassed and nobody
understood what was happening to us anyway!

You might call it a story about the age of discovery - usually in bed - or
if you shared a bedroom with a brother, then discovery would be in the
bathroom!

Do note, at the time of writing the story itself is not finished and for
better or worse, it has now turned into a work of some length but I will
regularly post updates and there are more than enough pages written to keep
it going! Nifty require a text file so if the formatting or punctuation go
slightly up the creek you now know why! And, also during the writing for
various reason I have had to change character names, so I hope for
continuity they are now correct!

Finally, I hope you enjoy it and please, please do let me have any comments
or suggestions and for some of you I it might even jog a memory or two,
three if you are lucky... I would be intrigued to learn!

Tom
email: amias09@fastmail.fm

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Chapter 134 – Extremer jungen Amateuren

It was the tightly folded brown paper bag tucked under Alex's arm that held
Tom's immediate attention that Monday morning, he looked at Alex who
grinned and nodded so violently his head looked in danger of falling off!

"I got it." he whispered.

"It's only Alex, dad." called Tom opening the front door.

"I'd never have guessed that." replied Alan from behind the paper, once
again grabbing the opportunity of a little peace whilst Sally was out
shopping.

"Your dads so nice isn't he?"

"Yeah, careful wot you say, `cause he's here, he got the day off."
whispered Tom closing the door behind Alex. "But so's your dad, I've met
him. He's alright ain't he?"

"I `spose he is."

"Come on then up to me room quick." Tom pushed Alex up the stairs he eyes
not leaving the paper bag under Alex's arm, only that was to stare at the
outline of Alex's underpants showing through his shorts on the way up the
stairs.

"We're going to me room dad."

"Whatever.."

"Right, you got it then?" Tom closed the bedroom door behind them.

"Yeah, but listen, back to me dad, it's just he's always in rush and your
dad sorta explains things a lot more better don't he?" replied Alex as with
some ceremony he slowly laid the paper bag he's been clutching onto the
bed.

"I `spose he does a bit." Tom looked at Alex and then to the bag which at
that moment seemed slightly more of interest. "Is this it? Have you
looked?"

"Well I sorta peeped on the way round here, definitely coloured pictures of
something." new shorts or not, the front was now definitely showing a full
size Alex sized bulge.

"And.. now tell me about it then."

"Well when I picked it up Dave whispered he was having his second wank last
night at midnight, he'd thought his parents had gone to bed and had his
cock out and looking at those odd pages of the other book." Alex looked
around, not that there was anyone else to hear. "So he's just cum and
bedroom opens! It's his mum innit, `cause she'd seen the light on when she
went to bathroom or something."

"Bleeding hell!" the scene was beyond comprehension.

"So she see's wot he's been doing and it's all over hand and the pages of
the book is lying on the bed. Wot's she do, but panics and shouts for his
dad!"

"Bleeding hell!" repeated Tom. "And.."

"Well Dave says he was just unable to move, lying there with his willy
going soft, spunk on his hand and the dirty book now fallen on the floor
with his mum staring between his willy and a gert colour picture of some
girls hairy bits!"

"Fuckin' hell!" the expletive went up a level, Tom looked aghast unable to
contemplate what he would do in the circumstances. "And..."

"Well Dave said he just burst into tears when his dad comes in." Alex drew
breath. "His dad tells his mum to leave 'em, `cause it's like father and
son stuff innit?"

"And?"

"Well his dad, sorta tells him off and asks him where he got the book and
he rips it right up in front of Dave. Course he's still crying, not only
about being caught but `cause he's so fucking embarrassed at his mum and
dad seeing his willy and him all spunky."

"So what happened next? I dunno wot my dad would do." Tom thought for a
moment. "He don't never get mad, but I don't know `cause I knows he really
don't approve of the dirty books and that."

"Well Dave say's his dad really bollocked him. Then said something about
him growing up all too quick. Then he covered him up with the bedclothes,
told him to go to sleep and kissed him."

"Oh fuck." Tom blinked. "He don't sound bad do eh?"

"No, that's wot Dave said this morning." Alex was obviously wondering what
his own fathers reaction might have been. "Missed his dad going to work but
said his mum wasn't angry with him this morning, she just said it was bit
of a shock. Hugged him and told him if he wants to know things like that
then to ask his dad, they can't be angry `cause his body's developing and
all that."

"We seeing him next at Brian's then?"

"In the tent thing, yeah. I `spect we'll get the rest of the story then."

"So where was the other book hidden then?"

"I think he said under his mattress, wunnit lucky he only had the odd few
pages out and not this thing, `cause I'll tell you wot else he said." Alex
stopped, obviously thinking. "Yeah hang on I gotta think wot else he
said. Oh yeah, that's it, he said watch out `cause towards the end of the
book some of it looks bit horrible and him or Joe didn't know wot was
`spose'd to be going on."

"I done it twice already!" Tom looked sheepish. "Couldn't wait, this things
supposed to show everything innit? I `spect we'll be able to work it out
won't we?"

"Dunno, Dave says it's got this girl in it! Shows, all her bits and that!"
Alex pulled a face. "He said he still wouldn't be sure wot to do with one
if he ever met one!"

"Well don't look at me!" Tom giggled. "I ain't showing me willy to no
bloody girl ever!

"Nor me." Alex looked terrified at the very thought of it. "She might wanna
make you take yer pants down!"

"That's that then innit!" said Tom firmly. "Now then, so you've been
carrying this thing about, but you ain't wanked yet then?"

"Well, course not `cause I ain't even looked at it have I! But, I did me
usual when I woke up `cause I always does. Since then I been waiting for
you, thought we might do it together if the books any good."

Tom was beginning to wonder if he had sounded a bit over eager. Now feeling
slightly silly that he had got so excited and masturbated twice at just the
prospect of seeing a book which for all they knew might contain nothing to
excite them at all.

"I can't wait to see it," Tom gently lifted the edge of the bag and peered
inside, "but how we gonna make sure we don't get caught by me mum or dad,
`cause we're sure to get gert hard on's ain't we?"

"Get! You silly sod, we've both got 'em already ain't we! Look!"

Tom giggled and squeezed his shorts, "I `spose we have!"

"I dunno, how we're gonna see it proper," Alex looked out the window,
"ain't no good riding to the park or nowhere `cause it's gonna piss with
rain any minute innit?"

"Well, we'll have to do it in here then, I can't wait no longer." Tom
looked around, "Look, `spose we opens the door a bit so we can hear if
anybody's coming upstairs and, and.. then.."

"Then wot?" Alex looked at the paper bag and then the door.

"Well, if we sits on the bed with it between us, wot we needs is something
we could quickly pull over us and pretend we're looking at it
together.. like uumm..." Tom paused out of ideas.

"Yeah, right. But we'd better not get it out till we got something to cover
it up with had we, I mean `spose yer dad come in?"

"Hhmm.." Tom scratched his head, his brain in overdrive, his eyes glued to
the packet and his cock twitching like a water diviners twig!

"He'd go mad wouldn't he?" said Alex. "Mine would."

"Course he would, he'd go fuckin' mental `cause like I said he feels
strongly about dirty books and all that."

"Yer, my dads a bit like that, not that I ever seen any of them books, have
you?"

"No, but I'm about to! Hey, but hang on," he shook a finger in the air, "I
gotta great idea."

"Well?"

"Wot about.. I mean, `spose I get's a few of me school books out and unfold
me gert big map of the world and," Tom thought for a minute, "and, we could
pull that over our legs to hide things... and we could say we was checking
we'd understood that we'd got our holiday geography homework right?"

"Brilliant!" exclaimed Alex ramming his hand down the front of his shorts
and violently rubbing his erection through his briefs. "Well hurry up! Get
the books and the fuckin' map then, hurry up!"

It didn't take more than minute before the boys were sat next to each,
Tom's bag of school books conveniently handy and a map of the world
unfolded across their laps.

"You gonna get yer willy out under the map?" whispered Alex. "We could wank
each other, if you wants."

"I wants!" replied Tom excitedly lifting the bag and reaching inside. "Well
let's unzip first then, why don't we cum in our pants, it's more fun
innit?"

"Yeah, I love doing that." Alex nodded.  "Well get the bloody book out
then!"

With a shaking hand Tom reached in the bag and slowly withdrew a very dog
eared and once glossy magazine, now looking distinctly tarnished in places!
Smaller than the typical English girlie type of top shelf magazine this
book looked rather different. Very, very different, the title across the
cover read `Extremer jungen Amateuren'.

"Bloody hell, wot's that mean?" Tom looked at Alex who shrugged his
shoulders.

"Yeah, Joe thinks that's German, well he thinks it is anyway."

"But I can't read bloody German!"

"You don't bloody have to `cause it's all pictures innit!" Alex
giggled. "Well open it!"

"Fuckin' hell, hold on, ready!"

The boys were faced with delightful full colour picture of a naked girl in
a very dingy room lying on a bed. She looked about twenty, with what the to
eagle eyed boy's seemed like a figure bordering on the impossible
measurements of fifty-eight, twenty-six and thirty-two!

"That her tits then?" Alex sounded quite astounded at the proportions and
couldn't quite take it in. "Do they go that big!"

"I `spose so," Tom looked equally puzzled, "I don't know nothing about
girls or tits nor that stuff, shit they're like bleeding gert pumpkins!"

It seemed the book built up the picture stock of the same model one
photograph at a time. By the time they had reached page four the related
subjects of enormous breasts and nipples had been graphically covered in
some detail and whilst not quite ejaculation material the hot fingers in
their underpants were certainly far from idle.

"Reckon we're gonna get to see wot she got between her legs then?" Tom's
voice was quite husky at the prospect of discovering the answer one of the
worlds oldest mysteries known to schoolboys. All could finally be revealed.

"Well look, she ain't got a willy, just a sorta lumpy thing with hairs on
it." observed Alex astutely peering at the picture. "Turn the page quick."

"Course she ain't got a fucking willy!" giggling, Tom did as he was
asked. However, the following pictures, whilst showing even more nipple
detail still lacked sufficient information. "So that hairy lump thing is
this wot they calls a fanny then?"

"Dunno, spose so, don't look very exciting do it?" Alex rubbed his cock
expectantly. "So if, uumm, yer supposed to put yer willy in that to make
babies and that, well how d'you get it in then?"

"Bloody hell, I don't know!" replied Tom. "It's all a bit disappointing
innit really? How did Dave wank over this stuff, ain't much to see is
there?"

"Dunno, give us a chance just keep turning." instructed Alex, also now
sounding slightly disappointed with the female form.

"Damn, I gotta miss a few pages, `cause they's all stuck together!" Tom
looked at the stained pages and naively missed the source of the
adhesive. "Looks like somebody's spilt a cup tea over it, lot's of pages is
been splashed with it!"

After the half dozen pages that were glued together, the boy's focus was
immediately captured and brought back by Alex with a resounding
exclamation.

"Fuckin' hell Tom, look at him!"

Whilst the girl was still in the background, centre stage had now been
taken by a typically blond Aryan youth who had a positively magnificent
erection that must have been an absolute minimum of eight inches plus.

"Shit!" Tom just looked at Alex and began rubbing himself faster through
his open fly. "Keep yer voice down."

"His foreskin's bigger than our two willy's joined together!" said Alex
very quietly. "Turn it over, let's see wot's next."

"This can't be real!" exclaimed Tom, who never in his wildest dreams could
he imagine anybody having an erection of such a size.

"It is real though innit, it don't look tied or nothing does it! Cor, wot's
she doing to him now?" Alex stared hard at the picture, partly obscured by
another tea stain! "Turn over quick."

To their annoyance two pages were again stuck together, on skipping them
revealed there now two bronzed Aryan youths, both equally equipped with
perfectly straight erections, one shaved and the other with a beautifully
trimmed triangle.

"Fuck!" Alex looked at Tom, could there possibly be two men in the world
with that size of cock!

"Has he, has he, shaved his balls?" asked Tom in utter disbelief. Never
having grown even one minute pubic hair himself it seemed positively
sacrilegious to shave them off!

The scenario was now changing rapidly page by page and had also been
cleverly transformed by the photographer from the positioned to very some
effective action shots. On the bed the over endowed young lady was on all
fours with the original Aryan Adonis kneeling in front, having appeared to
have slipped the entire length of his cock well down past the young ladies
tonsils.

The new blond Adonis though wasn't just simply content at stroking his
cock, he was kneeling by her bottom stroking his cock whilst having
seemingly buried his other hand somewhere in between her legs.

"I can see why Dave might have cum now! She must have a gert hole or
something, look his fingers has gone!" Alex giggled. "Next page quick, we
finally get to see it."

"Bollocks, they're together stuck again." Tom tried to part the next few
pages, but the power of the previous owners dried semen was as good as
Superglue. "We'll have to miss a few. Here we go again."

The book as intended for the reader, was building to hardcore pornography
and had now started to become what might be best described as somewhat more
adult, each action shot displaying more detail. The pictures of erections
which has so far seemed exciting to the two young boys were being framed by
far more explicit material, as indeed the painful expression on the girls
face would began to emphasise.

Whilst still taking the entire cock down her throat on all fours, the
pictorial view had switched to feature the second youth, who kneeling
behind had splayed her legs to gain access to all that was
revealed. Allowing his massive erection to poke skyward, both of his hands
were now fully occupied, glistening with her juices and obviously very
actively working her fanny.

"Oh.." Tom took a deep breath and looked again, then to Alex. "Is that wot
all girls has got then, I can't quite see it, looks like he's got his
fingers up it.. uumm.. Alex, shall we go on, looks a bit..."

"It's his hands, not just his fingers! Tom is this right, they hurting her
are they?" replied Alex. "Well go on, next page."

"Bloody hang on, they're stuck again." Tom wrestled with another pair of
pages. "We're gonna miss about four pages."

"Oh fuck!"

Alex appeared rather shocked at the realisation that the next image wasn't
quite what he had expected, "he's got fingers up her fanny and,
and.. bloody hell, look Tom, he's got his other fingers in her bum!"

"Up her bum?" Tom leaned forward and stared, at twelve he was wasn't the
only one to be shocked having never considered anything like that was ever
possible with a woman.

"Wot d'you thinks gonna happen next?" asked Alex withdrawing his hand from
his shorts. It seemed the excitement was turning into something darker.

"I dunno." Tom looked at Alex, he had also subconsciously withdraw his hand
as well. Putting fingers up a girls bottom, something wasn't quite feeling
right. "Dave was correct wasn't he about it getting a bit yukky. Shall I
turn it over?"

"Well I `spose so." Alex's enthusiasm seemed to wane a little. "I `spose we
got this far, ain't quite wot I thought it was gonna be."

"Oh shit, there's more stuck together."

Alex waited not so much expectantly, as in trepidation.

"Oh, bleeding hell, look at that!"  exclaimed Tom and put his hand in front
his mouth.

"It can't be real, nobody's got one that big!"

But the latest addition to the blond male Aryan duo certainly did. With the
other three remaining in their positions, a very tall third member had
joined them on the bed, lying on his back with an erection that appeared to
be in excess of ten inches with a girth to match.

"You sure that ain't tied on?" muttered Alex in total amazement.

"Don't see no string d'you? Fuck, the next couple of pages is stuck as
well. Want me to go on?"

"Yeah, I `spose," Alex looked in wonderment at the enormous organ, "you
don't think he'd hurt her with that do you?"

"It would hurt me!" Tom managed a laugh. "Oh shit, another couple of pages
is stuck and there ain't many left now."

The pages that were stuck were intended by necessity to be part of the
storyline and now missing meant the boys were seeing a disjointed version
of the final few scenes depicting what could only be described as a
disturbing climax to a very pornographic tale. The dingy surroundings of
the room purposely added to the feeling of sleaze, each picture drawing on
the previous, there were now more pictures per page to heighten the
excitement and draw the reader along with them.

The tall man was lying on his back. The girl appeared to be in pain and
incapable of taking the full length of his magnificent erection having been
well was truly impaled above him. The next couple of pictures added the
dimension of the other two youths swopping places, one of which resumed the
earlier position of kneeling in front and attempting to push her tonsils as
far down the back of her throat as he could. Pulling roughly on her hair to
force his cock deeper down her throat, his own legs splayed apart to allow
the taller youth to lie comfortably between his legs and ply his bottom
with his tongue.

"Alex, I don't like it.." mumbled Tom looked at Alex. Far too young for
such graphic acts neither could really comprehend what was happening and
didn't like what they were seeing.

"Oh shit, look at her face!" Alex looked in turn at Tom. "I know we got
this far, but d'you wanna stop?"

"Dunno." replied Tom. Then as a reflex, he turned the page, actually two
pages since they were once again stuck together.

"Oh fuck! No! He can't do that!" Alex took one look and closed his eyes.

"Wot!" Tom recoiled visibly. "Fuckin' hell, no!"

Action shots they certainly were.

Much to the young boy's horror the third man now appeared to be very
forceably pushing his cock up the girls behind. From the distraught look on
her face this wasn't in the script, unexpected and very painful. The
expressions on the faces shown in the next shots only served to emphasise
that the girl was in agony and the youth who couldn't get it up any further
quite ecstatic.

Tom, looked warily at Alex. He had had premonition that there was something
pretty dreadful in the book and knew it was going to upset him. Now it was
confirmed. "D'you wanna see the end, I think it's only one page left?"

"Uumm.. no. I don't like the way it's going." Alex sounded very teary. "It
ain't right. Do grown ups really do this stuff to each other, it looks
horrible?"

"I dunno, well shall we see the last page?"

They couldn't resist, even if they wanted to having got that far. Slowly
Tom turned the page. Alex had found his hand and was gripping Tom's
tightly, trying to only see the book from the corner of his eye.

They were confronted by a double page full colour photograph taken just
after the male perpetrators had withdrawn leaving the girl in her
suffering. Tom's eyes nearly popped out of his head, he turned to look at
Alex who said nothing, but simply stared and gripped his hand until the
knuckles were white.

However unpalatable the subject matter there was no denying the
photographer had done a superb job of capturing both energy and pathos of
the moment.

Deserted by her tormentors, the girl was lying on the bed, her leg pulled
up, the knee bent. Barely in focus, the rear of the shot appeared to show
her to crying with face and hair splattered with semen. The main focus in
all it's frightening detail was of her pubic mound, the hairs completely
matted with succus and semen. Reddened by violent abuse the labia folds and
vagina were distended, a mixture of bodily fluids smeared liberally over
the dirty sheet beneath.

However, if the merest thought of that revulsion was not enough to repulse
the minds of the two young boys there was one other sickening reason. The
sight of her anus, gaping wide with, semen slowly oozing from the opening
was to their young minds a very dramatic finale.

"Is this, is this.. it's just horrible," Tom swallowed hard, really very
shocked at the pictures, "is it, is.. is this wot girls has between their
legs? Wot they do with it?"

"Dave said it was a bit off, but nothing like this. I wish I hadn't
looked." croaked Alex, he looked between Tom and the pictures, graphic
wasn't really a strong enough term for what they had bee looking at.

"Is, is," Tom paused and drew a deep breath, this was a revelation in more
ways than one, he reached out and held Alex's hand again, "does this mean
it's wot... no.. it can't be.. no..."

"Tom wot?" Alex wrenched his gaze away from the matted pubic hairs and
dribbling crevices.

"Tom, wot is it?"

There was something quite magical about being a boy around the age of
twelve. Just old enough to be allowed some freedom, yet with none of the
responsibilities that would all too soon begin to accumulate towards the
mid teens. Typically the mind and attention span would flit from one
subject to another at a moments notice, from football to bicycle repair to
what was on at the cinema and then off on another tangent! And, of vital
importance that age produced the greatest change, from boy to manhood when
the mystery of masturbation was finally discovered. That itself led to a
charming innocence whereby hot little hands would wrestle with interminable
erections whilst all somehow imagining that nobody else in the bus queue
could see exactly what they were doing and what they desperately wanted to
do once they got home!

Cocooned in their own little world, within a secure family environment and
safe in the knowledge that parental love and support were always on hand
the likes of Tom and Alex were on a voyage, if not a gentle cruise of
discovery. However, once started on that voyage certain rather unpalatable
facts were bound to emerge. The first being as they had just discovered was
the major realisation that they were woefully naive as to what constituted
sex in the big wide adult world. More directly, the shocking contents of
the hard core pornographic book had undoubtedly hit them as a profound and
very unsettling experience. Principally, with no other means to compare the
sexual antics of adults the immediate connotation was that that was what
adults did. Thus, were such unthinkable acts of cruelty typically to be
perpetrated by their own parents? It was unimaginable, although were those
grunts and groans that Tom occasionally heard late at on a Saturday night
emanating from his parents bedroom proof that such things happened.

"Is this wot, wot," Tom sounded very much on the verge of tears, "you don't
think that this, no, no it can't be..."

"Wot, Tom." Alex squeezed his hand as hard as he could. "For fucks sake
wot, is it?"

The tears were already there in the corner of his eyes.

"D'you, Alex, d'you think... d'you.. d'you think me," he paused and rubbed
his eyes, "No, no they wouldn't... they couldn't... d'you, really think
that... oh... that, me, me mum looks like this.. after...after... doing
something with dad?"

"Oh no! Oh fuck!" exclaimed Alex suddenly throwing his arms around
Tom. "Fuck! Tom, I ain't thought of that... oh fuck... then my mum and
dad.. do, do they.. no!"

"Tom," it was Alan's voice, "Mum's back, she's got you a sticky bun. I
expect we can find one for Alex. Come on down."

The boys slowly parted and looked at each other.

"You don't really think they do this to each other do you?" Alex's voice
was cracking. "I couldn't, I couldn't even think about dad doing anything
like it.."

"I'm telling meself they don't," Tom sniffed, " I just can't, can't think
my dad would do nothing like that to hurt mum."

"But this is wot grown-ups do innit?"

"I dunno."

"Buns, boys! You coming down or shall we eat them all?"

"Right dad, we're coming."

Tom stood up and rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand. "Where we gonna
hide this, this fuckin' awful book."

"Uumm.." Alex looked at it lying on the bed, then stood up. "If you hides
it on top yer wardrobe, we'll just get shot of it tomorrow when we visits
Brian. Just get rid of it, I don't care who has it. Yeah?"

"Alright, we ought to warn 'em though. Now I don't wanna it in me room but,
oh shit, let's just hide it. I don't wanna touch it, will you do it?" Tom
walked to the door and waited as Alex gingerly picked it up, put it in the
bag and climbed up onto the foot of the bed to pushed it well to the back
of the top of the wardrobe.

Having forgotten the healing powers of cold water on a tear stained face
they arrived in the kitchen looking as though they had indeed been crying,
albeit trying to smile as best they could. Tom, still unable to fully
assimilate the graphic story went to his mother to get the iced bun, then
without warning put his arms around her and hugged her tightly. It was for
him a rare and spontaneous action, surprised she looked at Alan who was
equally bemused.

"That's nice of you love," she smiled, "you don't do that very often what
have I done to deserve this?"

"I, I, I just felt like it." he stuttered.

Holding a plate with an iced bun balanced on it, Alex watched looking close
to tears having now decided deep down he really wanted his own mother.

Feeling embarrassed at his show of emotion Tom moved to stand by Alex who's
composure was visibly deteriorating and had turned away to avoid being
seen.

"Uumm.." Sally was as confounded as Alan, she looked at him pointedly
hoping he would say something.

"D'you two want to go off and eat your bun somewhere else?" he asked moving
to stand behind them and putting his hand on Tom's shoulder.

"Dunno." Tom looked up at him and then towards Alex. "Could do."

"You two don't look right, " Alan leant between them and whispered, "is
there something you'd like to talk about?"

"No. No!" Tom shook his head violently from side to side.

"It's alright I was only asking, just looked like you've both been crying."

There was no reply, both boys did the only possible thing and with great
difficulty managed to retain the original world renowned, British Stiff
Upper Lip.

"Tom, you know you can always talk to me." Alan took a deep breath,
something was wrong and whatever it was it didn't appear to be a feud
between the boys.

"Thanks dad, I think, we'll, we'll have our buns upstairs." replied Tom,
there were again tears in his eyes. How could he ever tell his father what
had so upset them.

"OK, but you both know I'm here to help," whispered Alan, adding barely
audibly to Tom, "and do your flies up, tell Alex as well! And, try not to
let mummy see!"

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Chap 135 to follow