DISCLAIMER: This is a story. None of the characters in the story exist and the events that take place are purely imaginary. This is a detective story with sexual overtones and is a sequel to `Martin Roberts Investigates'. I hope that you like this as a piece of writing. It is a sequel to
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Copyright Steven Rose 2003. Not to be reproduced without the author's permission.
MARTIN ROBERTS INVESTIGATES THE GREYMOUNT COLLEGE MURDERS
Chapter 1
It was a fine evening in February when the events that would lead to Lawrence Miller's untimely death began. Lawrie as he liked to be called by his friends was a 26-year-old teacher of History and assistant house master at Greymount College, a private all-boys boarding school just to the north of London and had joined the staff at the start the academic year the previous September. Lawrie had been surprised to gain the appointment at Greymount College after only a few years working in what one government official had once described as a `bog standard comprehensive'. Lawrie's success was undoubtedly due to his fine record of having gained a first class honours degree in History from Oxford University. The young teacher was also assisted by the glowing reports from his teacher-training year and the reference from his comprehensive Headteacher was also a contributing factor. Lawrie had done well at the first school that he had taught at, but had just realised that the time had come to try to move on. That was the day he saw the advert for the job at Greymount College. Lawrie had applied for the job more in hope than expectation and was surprised to get an interview and even more astonished when he was offered the post. Fellow teachers at his state school had warned the young man that, if he went into the private sector, it might be difficult to get back into state school teaching again. However, the chance to teach smaller classes and to A level as well was too good to miss, as was the fact that Lawrie would have his accommodation provided. This was because the young teacher would be an assistant House Master of Marston House, one of several boarding houses, which were spread across Greymount College's extensive grounds.
Despite the warnings, Lawrie took the post and moved into Marston House at Greymount College shortly before the start of the new academic year. The young teacher had settled in well and liked the smaller classes, even the ones for the lower year groups were enjoyable and students responded well and produced their work on time. Of course, the new teacher had a number of difficult moments in class but most of them were quickly ironed out. One incident had caused much hilarity among students and colleague. Lawrie had been teaching a group of twelve and thirteen year old boys in Year 8 about the English Civil war and, in seeking to make the lesson more interesting, had casually asked whether the boys had a preference for Roundheads or Cavaliers. Various members of the class had contributed view as to which of the two groups was the better and each contribution had been accompanied by gales of laughter from other members of the group. The young teacher could not understand why the boys were treating the answers to what he regarded as a serious question in such a frivolous way. However, back in the staff room, a more senior member of staff had laughingly pointed out to him that in Greymount College parlance a Cavalier was an uncircumcised boy whereas a Roundhead was cut. Lawrie grasped at once the reason for the hilarity and determined that he would try to avoid such a discussion in class again.
After he had returned to his flat in the boarding house, Lawrie had thought that, on reflection, the class discussion had not been all bad and that he had learnt quite a lot about the individual members of the group and the probable status of their cocks. An interest in dicks of all ages, shapes and sizes had been something of a secret passion for the young teacher ever since he himself had been at school. The new knowledge about some of the boys who lived in Marston House added to Lawrie's interest in taking the job and his nightly patrols of the dormitories had sometimes been quite rewarding as he often saw scantily clad, and sometimes naked, teenagers wandering from showers to bedrooms. However, as a very young and ambitious teacher, Lawrie was acutely aware that he had to tread carefully and not cause any scandal. He was sure that other teachers on the staff shared his interest and, no doubt in time, he would discover who they were and whether there were any methods they used to satisfy their cravings.
The first term at Greymount College had sped by very quickly and Lawrence had enjoyed every minute of it and could not wait for the Christmas break to be over so that he could return. Of all the classes in the College, the group that the young teacher most enjoyed were the group that was studying for the A level and scholarship examinations and Lawrie had gained a considerable rapport with this group. One student in particular, Paul Ferris, was also the captain of Marston House where Lawrie was the assistant House Master. When the young teacher was on duty, the two of them would spend quite a lot of time together talking about history and other matters of interest. Paul was in many ways the opposite in looks and personality to Lawrie. The student was a handsome extrovert who was tall, fair haired, muscular and athletic and had a quick wit and great intelligence. Lawrence by contrast was short, dark haired, almost totally uninterested in sport and slightly shy although he too possessed great intelligence. Thus, in class and sometimes in the dormitories, Lawrence and Paul would debate historical controversies and the finer points of some great event while other students listened and joined in from time to time.
Now well into his second term, Lawrie had been given the responsibility of the boarding house while the senior House Master and his wife were away for the weekend and the young teacher was taking his responsibilities seriously. Lawrie had decided that he would do the evening patrol just before and just after lights out and had arranged to meet Paul Ferris to discuss any urgent matters after he had completed his first round. Paul, like other senior students, was allowed to stay up as late as he liked although it was expected that everyone would be in their bedrooms by 1030 p.m. and asleep by midnight. The first patrol went smoothly, a few boys were still not ready for bed and the acting House Master had told them to hurry up or they would not be in bed before lights out and would lose privileges for the following day. This had caused a rather hurried degree of washing and preparing for bed and several collisions in the corridors as young teenagers rushed to get to bed before the deadline.
In an effort to give everyone a fair chance, Lawrie waited quite a long time before he started his second patrol of the evening anxious not to have to impose any penalties on the boys. The teacher walked quietly along the corridors and slipped through one of the many doors that led off it and was pleased to note that all the lights were off and everything seemed peaceful and quiet. Lawrie walked to the end of the passageway and was about to turn left when a slight movement caught his attention off to the right, so he moved quietly down the corridor and peered round the edge of the door into a darkened room. As his eyes became accustomed to the darkness inside, the teacher could make out the figures of an older and a younger boy. The older boy was leaning over the younger boy and it was obvious from the movement of his arms that he was wanking the younger boy's cock. Lawrie could hear a slight sound of whispered conversation coming from the room, so he stood out of sight and strained hard to hear what was being said. The teacher soon realised that it was the older boy that was obviously talking but he could not hear the voice clearly enough to recognise it. The odd word was distinguishable and Lawrie definitely heard the older boy say,
"Look, Peter, if you hold it like this and go a lot slower you will get more stimulation and not cum so quickly. Let the skin roll gently back and forward over the dick head like I'm doing you now. How does that feel?"
"Great", whispered the younger boy excitedly in reply.
"Do you want to wank me as well now?", asked the older student.
"OK, but what time do you think Mr Miller will be doing his rounds? I don't want to get caught out of bed and lose privileges."
"We'll be quite safe here. This isn't on his route, nobody saw you leave the dorm and there was nobody about when we came in here. I'll make sure you get back OK and don't get caught."
Lawrie peered through the gloom as the older boy unzipped his trousers and the youngster put his hand inside and began to wank him off. The older student began to work the younger boy's dick harder and faster and seconds later it was clear that Peter had shoot his cum. Almost without warning a spray of spunk shot out of the younger boy's piss slit and landed on the older boy's trousers.
"Shit, Peter, you've shot spunk all over my trousers. I'll have to go and change them now. You'll have to stop wanking me right away so that I can get back to my room and clean up but I'll meet you here again tomorrow."
"OK, sorry. I'll see you tomorrow, better go back myself I suppose."
Lawrence quickly moved out of the way and into a position from which he could observe, but not be seen. The younger boy emerged from the darkened room, looked furtively in both directions and then scuttled back to his dormitory room. Moments later, Paul Ferris emerged from the same room, equally carefully, and with his hands covering the front of his trousers in an attempt to obscure the large wet patches of smeared cum that covered them. The amused teacher watched as the older student walked quickly back towards his study bedroom and, once Paul had disappeared out of sight, Lawrie resumed his second patrol. When the young teacher got back to his own study he decide that he would await with interest and not a little excitement the arrival of Paul Ferris for their evening chat.
The assistant House Master made his way quickly back to his flat to prepare for the arrival of the House Captain. Lawrie placed a pile of work to be marked carefully on the only chair, leaving the small double sofa as the remaining place where the two of them could sit. The teacher also made sure that there were a couple of beers in the fridge and then sat and waited for the inevitable knock on his door. At exactly the appointed hour, Lawrie heard a light tap on the wooden panel of his door and went immediately to open it. Standing at the entrance was Paul, dressed in a school shirt but instead of his school trousers, the student was wearing a pair of tight dark blue denims. Lawrie could have made an issue of the inappropriate clothing but chose not to do so, especially as the jeans showed off the student's bulging groin most effectively. The assistant House Master invited the teenager into his room and asked him to sit, indicating the double sofa. As soon as Paul was in the room, Lawrie closed his door and made sure that the catch went down to stop any possibility of them being disturbed. Then, the assistant House Master invited the student to have a drink but the young man declined the offer and responded instead,
"I'm sorry that I am not properly dressed, sir, but I had a slight .. um .. accident with my school trousers earlier this evening and they are in the wash."
Lawrie smiled at the teenager's fabrication that had been offered as an excuse and responded,
"Don't worry, Paul, accidents happen and I'm not that much of a stickler for the rules. By the way, I wanted to say how much I appreciated the efforts you made this evening."
"Me, sir? How, sir?"
"Well, on my second round of the dorms, I couldn't help noticing that you were taking your duties as House Captain very seriously and offering comfort and advice to young Peter Fowler."
Lawrence paused for a moment and looked at Paul whose face had turned ashen and full of concern as the student wondered how much the teacher had seen of what was going on, and what he would say and do about it. Most of all he was worried about what would happen to him. Paul could see his secret sexuality exposed, his career at Greymount College ending in expulsion and his chances of going to Cambridge disappearing in an instant, so he stammered a response,
"M .. me, sir? What do you mean?"
The teacher smiled encouragingly at the student and said,
`Don't worry, Paul. I'm not going to say anything about it. It must have been very disappointing when the young lad shot his spunk all over your best school trousers."
As he spoke, Lawrie had sat down beside Paul and was slowly running his hand up the inside seam of the student's jeans in the direction of his bulging groin. The teenager almost instinctively opened his legs slightly so that Lawrie could have better access. It was not long before the teacher's hand made contact with the softness of the teenager's balls and then the hardness of the erect penis encased inside the material and he gently gave the cock a squeeze. Paul lay back in the chair and allowed Lawrie to give his dick and thorough feel. The teenager's breathing became shallower as the assistant House Master's hand pressed hard against the firm erection. After a long pause, Paul began to respond in an anxious voice he whispered,
"Please, sir, I don't want you to stop, sir, but could you get me get out of my jeans otherwise I'm going to mess up another pair of trousers."
The assistant House Master looked at the teenager and replied softly,
"I think you can call me Lawrie when we're alone and I don't want to ruin another pair of trousers so let's get you out of them!"
Paul undid the top fastening and raised himself slightly as Lawrie unzipped the jeans and gently eased them down towards the student's knees. The teacher placed his hand once more onto the hard cock still hidden by the boy's underwear and could feel the heat coming off the teenager's throbbing cock. In a moment, Lawrie had removed these last defences and Paul's long, shapely Cavalier cock was fully exposed. Deftly the older man began to wank the teenager making sure that he exposed and covered the sensitive head with each of his rhythmic movements. Paul lay back sighing and making a slight whimpering noise and Lawrie could feel that the pressure was building up and that soon he would be rewarded with the sight of the teenager shooting his cum. This was confirmed when Paul began to unbutton his shirt at the bottom exposing his flat stomach and chest. As he admired the student's almost flawless body, Lawrie continued to vary the pace of his wanking action in an effort to postpone the inevitable. The smooth feel of a teenager's cock shaft skin was something the teacher had not experienced for some time and the teacher did not want it to end too soon. Paul, however, was losing his battle against orgasm and his cock was throbbing uncontrollably. Lawrie pulled the skin right off the head of the cock and watched as the piss slit widened and then three rockets of spunk fired in rapid succession out of the end of Paul's cock and into the air before falling back onto the heavy breathing teen's stomach and chest. Lawrie would have loved to lick the creamy hot jizz into his mouth but was unsure how experienced the teenager was and did not wish to shock or discourage him in any way. As a result the teacher decided to rub the precious cream into the student's soft fair skin rather than tasting it with his lips and tongue, a pleasure he would postpone for another time. Paul lay still for several moments after he had completed his orgasm and fought to recover control of his breathing and watched with a slight smile as his teacher gently massaged his love juice all over his stomach and deflating dick. Eventually the boy spoke,
"Thank you, sir .. I mean, Lawrie, that was a great wank. Do you want me to return the favour for you? I love wanking and being wanked so I'm more than happy to do you as well after the great time you've just given me!"
Now it was Lawrie's turn to experience the thrill of being masturbated as the young student reached forward and cupped the teacher's balls and cock in his hands and slowly unzipped his trousers. Even in winter, the assistant House Master rarely wore underwear so that as soon as the teenager put his hand inside the opened zip of the trousers he came in contact with the hard shaft of Lawrie's cock. Expertly, the student removed the teacher's trousers and grasped the shaft of the older man's cock and began to wank him. Paul recognised that his teacher was a Roundhead and caressed the exposed circumcised head of the penis with his fingers as he wanked the shaft vigorously. Lawrie's piss slit was oozing pre-cum and the teenager used this to lubricate the head and shaft, demonstrating that he was not unfamiliar with playing with other people's dicks. Paul's next move surprised Lawrie even more. The youngster, who had been leaning forward as he wanked the teacher, lowered his mouth towards the pre-cum covered piss slit and began to lap up the clear liquid with the tip of his tongue. Any concerns that the assistant House Master had about the student's experience disappeared in that second and he began to manoeuvre his body into a position from which he could take the teenager's hardening cock into his mouth as well. Paul understood what was needed and suggested with a sign that they slide down onto the floor. The boy lay flat on the floor and Lawrie knelt over him allowing his cock to slide between Paul's lips as he engulfed the student's erect cock into his own welcoming mouth. In the `69' position teacher and student began to suck each other with great seriousness and Lawrie could feel the explosion building up in his balls. Slowly the feeling built up until the young teacher was no longer able to control it and so he pulled his twitching prick out of the student's mouth and his piss slit flared and fired volleys of cum over the teenager's face and chest. The effect of Lawrie's orgasm was instantaneous on Paul who responded in a similar manner sending a second load of creamy jizz into the air and all over Lawrie's face. When they had finished cumming over each other, the two men lay panting side by side on the floor of the teacher's study. After a few moments, Paul again recovered first and said,
"Wow!! That's the best sex fun I've ever had!! When can we do it again?"
Lawrie looked at Paul and gently caressed the student's now completely soft dick completely covered in its foreskin protection and then responded,
"Whenever you like, Paul, you've got a beautiful cock and I could play with it all day, but you had better get back to your study and bed before anyone notices you are not around. Maybe we can find a time tomorrow?"
Paul grinned back at the House Master and said,
"I like your prick, too, it's really good to touch and even better to suck!! I can hardly wait for tomorrow!"
Slowly and reluctantly the student and the teacher began to get dressed and Paul prepared to go back to his study-bedroom for the night. At the door, the two horny men fondled each other's cocks for a last time before agreeing to meet sometime the following morning. Lawrie unlocked the door and watched as the handsome teenager crept carefully back to his own room. The teacher knew that what he had done was wrong and that he should not have encouraged the continuing relationship, but the attractiveness of feeling the student's hard young cock had been more than he could resist. Paul knew equally well that he was crossing a dangerous line by having sex with a teacher and that the consequences for both of them could be catastrophic, but he could not resist either. As they retired alone to their beds, each man was counting the moments until they could be together again.
Over the next few days, Paul and Lawrie managed to meet quite frequently and the result was always the same, except that now they retired to Lawrie's bedroom, got naked and enjoyed each other's company in the teacher's small but comfortable bed. During these days each man gained further knowledge of the other. Paul learned a lot about what made Lawrie especially horny and the teacher learned a little more about the sexual life of students in Marston House. When Paul had first arrived at Greymount College, a kindly old House Master, Geoffrey Forbes, who was a single man close to retirement, had run Marston House. In those early days, boys would engage in casual sexual activity in the dormitories and showers. Although most of the boarders would only at most agree to mutual masturbation, a small group, including Paul, had developed their interests further, encouraged by a number of more senior boarders. Nobody was certain whether Mr Forbes knew about what was going on, but he seemed to tolerate it even if he did. In the confined space of a Marston House all the teenagers needed an outlet for their sexual needs and, provided nobody was forced or hurt, a blind eye was turned to what went on after lights-out. Paul and the group of more serious sexual adventurers had gradually grown up through the school years and now the handsome teenager was the leader of the secret group of gay activists within the House.
The group had gone into something of a decline, however, following the arrival of the new Principal and a younger House Master, Raymond Collinson, about four years ago. The change of Principal had brought Alex Scott-Brown to Greymount College. He was a man in his early fifties but with a much younger second wife, Lizzie. Like his boss, Raymond Collinson was married and both his wife, Marianne, and that of the Principal were the subject of many a nocturnal sexual fantasy for a large number of the randy teenagers in the College's boarding houses as they wanked their ever-hard cocks. Shortly after his arrival, the new Principal with the active support of his House Master had instituted individual study-bedrooms for all boarders and had applied a rigid policy in regard to boys being in each other's space. These rules were still in force when Lawrie arrived at the school and boys were expected to keep their door open whenever a visitor was in their room at all times. The only exceptions to the rule were for members of the medical staff and teachers, although even the latter were normally expected to keep the door open, as much, it was argued, for their own protection as for that of the students. As he listened to Paul's account of sex at Greymount College, the assistant House Master could not help thinking how different it was from his own early sexual and educational experiences. As a boy Lawrie had attended a day school and the chances of sexual experimentation and enjoyment were extremely limited, just the occasional wank after games or in the showers and sometimes, if the person was very daring, in the toilets. It was not until one day when he came home from school and was just on the point of firing his creamy jizz when Lawrie was caught by his neighbour Alan, a young man of about 20. The older boy recognised what was happening immediate and he wasted no time and, before he knew what had happened, Lawrie found his cock lodged between the lips of the neighbour who was eagerly swallowing his hot ball cream. The schoolboy had been both surprised and delighted by this turn of events. Once his orgasm had subsided and he had recovered sufficiently to notice Lawrie could see that Alan's cock was still hard and unsatisfied, so he wanked the neighbour as hard as he could and was rewarded by the sight of cum firing from the throbbing shaft and piss slit. After that, both the young man and the teenager had got dressed and nothing further was said. However, a couple of days later, just after Lawrie had got home from school there was a knock on the door and Alan was standing there. Neither of the two said a word but went straight upstairs to the back bedroom, got undressed and proceeded to give each other oral satisfaction. Lawrie had his first taste of spunk and thought that it was not unpleasant. Over the next few months, Lawrie and Alan met regularly and the younger boy found that his sex education and his appetite for sexual release were more than stimulated and satisfied by these encounters. However, the chance of using his new-found knowledge at school was very limited. In fact, it was not until he went up to Oxford that he was able to give unbridled attention to his sexual passion, although, at the same time, Lawrie lost contact with Alan after the older man moved to a job in another part of the country.
As Lawrie thought about all this, he could not help wondering what would have happened at his interview for Greymount College if any indication of his sexual interests had emerged. He knew for certain that if his relationship with Paul was ever discovered it would end his career and that he could expect no mercy from Raymond Collinson or the Principal, but he could not stop seeing him and the feeling was mutual. The couple met as often as they could and knew that they were running increasing risks in doing so, especially as they found it difficult to keep their excitement under control when they reached their orgasms. The danger they faced was brought home to them one evening when Lawrie was just about to enter Paul's tight but welcoming arse hole. Suddenly the pair were disturbed by a loud knocking on the door. Lawrie quickly jumped out of bed, pulled on a dressing gown and indicated that Paul should hide behind the large wardrobe. Once he was sure that the teenager was hidden from view and after he had ensured that the bedroom door was firmly closed, the teacher went to his study door. Standing outside was Raymond Collinson, the House Master, who swept into Lawrie's room and sat down,
"Sorry to disturb you, Lawrence, didn't get you up I hope, but something urgent has come up and I needed to speak to you about it, right away."
Lawrie had been somewhat taken aback by the House Master's sudden arrival and even more so by the suggestion that something urgent that could not wait had brought Raymond Collinson to his door. Initially, he wondered if somehow he and Paul's secret had been discovered but did not see how that could be so. Once it was clear that this was not the purpose of the strict House Master's visit, Lawrie quickly recovered and replied,
"Oh no, Raymond, I was just about to get into the shower when you knocked."
"Oh good, that's OK then. What I wanted to say to you was this. As you know my wife is expecting another baby early next term and the Principal has agreed that I can have some time off. I suggested to him that you should stand in for me as House Master while I'm away. Since you've been here and been involved with dormitory life, I think you've done well so far. Anyway, the Principal said he was agreeable to you taking over, if you were. However, he wants to know by tomorrow so perhaps you'll think about it in the shower and let me have your decision at breakfast tomorrow. OK?"
Without another word, Raymond Collinson rose from the chair and left the room almost as abruptly as he had entered it. As soon as the House Master was clear of the corridor, Lawrie returned to the bedroom and signalled that it was safe for Paul to emerge from his hiding place. The horny student re-appeared sporting a large grin and said,
"That was a bit close, wasn't it? It made my cock go soft straight away and yours too by the looks of it, but we'll soon remedy that, won't we?"
Lawrie knew that this should have been the moment to end the relationship but the second he felt the student's lips touch his cock he knew that his resolve would desert him. Within minutes Paul and he were both sporting rampant erections and the teenager was inviting his teacher to enter him once again. Lawrie pushed the head of his dick into the warm and welcoming hole and began to thrust deeper inside. As he began his rhythmical action in and out of the tight love channel, the teacher reached round and began to wank the silky shaft of the student. Paul pushed back to meet the invading thrusts and soon the two lovers were reaching their point of no return. Deep inside Paul, Lawrie's cock began to twitch and throb as the older man felt the signs of his ball cream starting its journey to his piss slit. The student braced himself to receive the love juice as he felt the prick inside him expand and then pump the creamy spunk into the deepest part of his love channel. Then Paul let go his own volley of creamy cum, which covered Lawrie's pumping hand. The teacher offered some of the warm jizz to Paul who eagerly sucked it from Lawrie's fingers and then the teacher took the rest for himself. After they had finished eating the spunk, the pair lay back on the bed too tired to speak for a while. Gradually they recovered and Paul and Lawrie slowly got dressed again and the student carefully left the room and went back to his study-bedroom, unseen by any other member of the boarding house.
After their close shave, Paul and Lawrie decided they would need to be more careful in future, especially as, for a short time the following term, the teacher would be Acting House Master. On the face of it, this should have been good for the relationship but as Lawrie pointed out, he would need to be available and could have visitors at all sorts of inconvenient times and the chances of being caught would inevitably rise. Sad though he was when the Easter holiday came, Lawrie was secretly hoping that the enforced break might weaken some of the passion, but he was wrong. Even during the holidays Paul contrived to find a reason to see Lawrie and the pair spent a delightful afternoon of lovemaking in the teacher's small London flat. Nevertheless, when they returned to the College in April, Lawrie told Paul that he thought that they could not meet in his room very often because of his need to be constantly available. Paul accepted this but said he had an idea and would talk to the teacher later that first day back. That evening, after the first dormitory patrol, which he had delegated to Paul as House Captain, Lawrie learned from the student that there was a secret place that had been used by the group of gay activists in the days when yjey had been having group sex almost undisturbed. Paul undertook to show Lawrie the location the following day.
Thus on the following morning, during break, Paul found the teacher and indicated that the older man should follow him. Lawrie walked casually behind Paul, making sure that, when it was possible that they could be observed by any other teacher or pupil, he kept a respectable distance between them. Once beyond the main buildings, the teacher quickened his pace and caught up with the teenager. Paul led the way towards a small wooded area, which obscured a small tower construction. When they could see it more clearly, Paul spoke,
"This is where we used to meet for our orgies a few years ago, but the building was condemned as unsafe and is now out of bounds. I think the odd smoker uses it now and we could too. Come on, let me show you round."
Excited by his student's obvious enthusiasm but also anxious about the state of the building, Lawrie nevertheless followed his student's lead. The teacher soon realised that the tower was bigger than it appeared as it was standing in a ditch and from top to bottom it was some 25 to 30 feet high. Paul led the way to the concealed entrance about half way up the tower and the two went in, having checked that they had not been seen or followed. The tower was a revelation, it was deceptively large inside with several moderate sized rooms that could be used for the purpose that Paul and Lawrie wished to indulge in. It would even be possible to meet in one of the rooms and be obscured from and unseen by others who might also venture into the building, provided little noise was made. Having explored the whole building, teacher and pupil carefully returned the way that they had come and Lawrie said quietly just before he left for his next class,
"I must say the tower does look promising. I still have some concerns about it from a safety and security point of view. It would be difficult to get out of there if we were caught or seen, let's talk about it tonight after the first evening patrol."
"Good idea, sir", responded Paul. The student addressed the teacher formally, because others might hear them talking.
That evening the two lovers met as arranged and Lawrie agreed that they should test out the tower for a meeting at the following weekend. On Saturday evening, Paul slipped away from his friends and made his way to the tower. Lawrie, who had arranged to have a short period of time off that night, did likewise. Having made sure that he was not being followed and that the few people that the teacher saw and spoke to were given no indication of where he was going, the teacher eventually arrived at the entrance to the tower where he knew Paul would be waiting. With increasing excitement the teacher mounted the stairs to the room that they had agreed would be best for their meeting. When Lawrie got to the door he could see the horny teenager half undressed waiting patiently for him to arrive. Paul turned and smiled as he saw his teacher approach but then whispered,
"Oh good, you're here. I know you had to be careful getting here but the wait has been killing me! Oh and by the way be careful when you cross this floor as well, some of the wood is not very safe, that's why the tower was condemned as unsuitable for use and placed out of bounds. I don't want you to fall through the floor and do yourself an injury. Well, not until after we've had what we came here for!"
Lawrie acknowledged the warning with a smile, willing to forgive the cheeky student almost anything as he trod carefully over the floorboards towards the horny teenager. On the way, the teacher noted quite a few rotten looking planks and made a mental note to avoid them in the future. Both the teacher and Paul knew that they needed to be careful and quiet, as they did not want to be discovered.
Lawrie completed the undressing of Paul and stood close to him admiring his beautiful, flawless body as the student removed the teacher's own clothes with equally skill and sensuality. When they were completely naked, the student and the teacher lay down on the floor and spent quite a few moments just fondling and caressing each other, as each of them enjoyed again the feel and texture of the other's body. After a short while, however, they both knew that they needed to get down to the serious business and arranged themselves in the `69' position. Paul watched as Lawrie's mouth closed around the covered head of his cock and the teacher used his lips and tongue to gently roll back the foreskin and lick and tease the sensitive areas of his cock head and shaft. The student moaned with pleasure as the teacher engulfed the length of his dick into his mouth and down his throat and Paul responded by deep throating his teacher's prick. The horny teenager loved the feel of Lawrie's rough tongue on his shaft and did not wait long before he began to slide his cock rhythmically in and out of the older man's throat. Simultaneously, Paul licked around the exposed head of his teacher's prick and revelled in the feel of its velvety smoothness as his teacher face fucked him in time with the student's own thrusting. After a few moments Lawrie moved his fingers so that they began to probe the rosebud entrance to Paul's tight arse hole and Paul gasped again as he felt his prostate being teased and played with. The student's cock began to twitch uncontrollably and Lawrie began to hum gently as his mouth worked its way up and down the shaft and teased the sensitive areas around the ridge of the exposed cock head. Paul attempted to control his mounting excitement and also stimulate his teacher so that they would experience a simultaneous orgasm. The teenager signalled to Lawrie that he was reaching the point of no return and slurped even faster on the teacher's pumping dick, drawing it deeper into his eager throat. This was a method that was almost guaranteed to bring Lawrie to the point of orgasm and Paul knew it. Both lovers were at the edge and fell over it together pumping spunk deep into each other's swallowing throats until they had to pause for breath and milk the cum onto their tongues. They each relished the taste of the other's bitter sweet acrid cream before devouring it. Normally, such moments would have had a very noisy accompaniment but, given the location, they had to indicate their pleasure with gentle contended sighs as they struggled to recover their breath. Lawrie was the first to fully recover and he smiled at the handsome student and whispered,
"Wow, thank you, Paul, that was fantastic! I love the taste of your creamy spunk in my throat and on my tongue. Your cum is the best I've ever tasted!!"
Paul, now also recovered, grinned back at the teacher and replied quietly,
"I could say the same about you, Lawrie. You are the best!! When I'm with you there's nowhere else in the world I'd rather be!! I can't wait for the next time. I hope it won't be too long will it?"
"Well, it will be a little while I'm afraid, Paul, probably towards the end of next week. This is because Mr and Mrs Collinson and their baby are not due back here until Wednesday at the earliest and I doubt if he'll want to start work until the following Monday, but if an earlier time comes available, I'll let you know."
"Yes please, Lawrie, leave a message in the tower. I'll check every morning early on my way to the cricket nets. I don't know how I am going to wait that long. I appreciate you have your job to do but if the chance of an earlier meeting does occur, I'll want us to take it. I can't wait until I can taste your cum or have you up my arse again, I love the feel of your dick inside me so much!!"
"I'll see what I can do, Paul but I have to get back soon as I'm on duty at supper time."
"Yes, I know and I've got to go to evening cricket nets."
The pair slowly got dressed and Lawrie waited while his handsome student carefully left the tower and went back towards the main College buildings deliberately taking a route that would not arouse suspicion. A few moments later and equally carefully the teacher followed and made his way back to Marston House.
During the following week Paul and Lawrie saw each other almost every day in class but the opportunity for a private sex session did not occur, much to the frustration of both parties. As expected, Raymond Collinson and his wife returned to the college late on Wednesday evening accompanied by their new daughter. As soon as he thought it appropriate, Lawrie popped into the House Master's home to welcome them back and admire the new baby. While the acting House Master was there they two men arranged a more formal meeting at which Lawrie could report any matters that needed Raymond Collinson's attention when he returned to full duty. It was arranged that this meeting would take place the following day. When the two men met, Lawrie was pleased to be able to report to his superior that everything had gone well during Raymond's absence, although naturally he, along with other House members, was pleased to see the House Master and his family safely back at Greymount. Raymond thanked Lawrie for his work and kind words and told him that he was looking forward to taking over the reins again very soon. The assistant House Master had assumed that this meant that Raymond would resume work on the following Monday, however, as he was leaving, Lawrie was surprised to hear his superior say,
"I think you deserve this weekend off. I've heard you've done a splendid job in my absence and the least I can do is to work this Saturday instead of you. I know how tiring being on call day and night can be!"
Lawrie could hardly believe his luck and thanked the House Master enthusiastically, but also added that he would be more than happy to work the weekend if his superior needed more time to settle the baby into its new home. However Raymond replied that he would not hear of it and insisted that Lawrie take a day's leave. The relieved assistant House Master rushed back to his rooms in Marston House and quickly wrote a note to Paul suggesting that they meet at the tower on the following Saturday morning after Paul had finished his cricket net. The teacher took the note and intended to deliver it personally to the student but he was not in his room when he knocked. Lawrie remembered that they had already arranged a place to leave messages and so he went to the tower and left the note in the room where they usually met.
The following morning, a few minutes before the appointed time for their meeting, Lawrie left his room in Marston House and began a rather circuitous walk towards the tower. As he made his careful way towards his rendezvous, the teacher listened to the sounds of early summer in an English Public School. The birds were singing, in the distance some students were playing music not too loudly, a few of the older students were quietly studying and from the playing field came the sound of several games of cricket going on. Every now and again the raucous appeal from a cricket game would attract attention but all seemed very normal and tranquil as Lawrie approached the entrance to the tower. The teacher went up the stairs to the room they regularly used and pushed open the door hoping to see Paul already there waiting for him. To the teacher's disappointment the room was empty but Lawrie was not worried and entered the room cautiously, but he had only gone a few feet into the room when something heavy came down on his head and the young teacher slumped to the floor. The weight of the teacher's body on the weak floorboards was sufficient to break them and he crashed through the floor and fell twenty feet onto the concrete basement floor below. Lawrie's scream was drowned by the sounds of early summer in an English Public School and especially by a particularly loud appeal from the nearby cricket pitch. For a few moments, the body on the concrete floor of the tower basement moved and twitched but slowly stilled as the darkness of death blew out the last remaining vestiges of the promising teaching career of Lawrence Miller.
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