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. I hope that you like this as a piece of writing.
WARNING:
Do not read this story if you are in any way offended by acts of a homosexual nature.
Do not read this if you are under the legal age for accessing adult sites.
Always indulge in safe sex.
MARTIN ROBERTS INVESTIGATES
Chapter 3
There were no developments during the rest of the week and it was now Friday. This meant that it was possible for Martin to hope that the killings in the north of England had been random actions. They still needed a solution but maybe the serial killer theory was an exaggeration. As a precaution, Martin had arranged for the only half suspect, Graeme Adams, to be followed later that day when he went to DJ at a London club. It was a vain hope but Martin convinced himself it was one worth pursuing.
Meanwhile earlier on that fateful Friday morning in the most fashionable part of London, Aaron Dunn was waking up on what would prove to be the last day of his short life. Aaron had arrived in London from his native America three months earlier. At 27 he was a young high-flying executive with a top mercantile bank, with headquarters in New York and principal offices in London, Frankfurt, Tokyo and Sydney. Aaron had been appointed to act as a trainee manager of one of these principal offices and was in London to complete his training programme.
Aaron Dunn was a golden boy. He was the eldest son of a rich New England family. He was strikingly good looking with blonde hair, clear blue eyes and, as he grew older, he grew tall as well. Added to his good looks was a brilliant mind that meant that Aaron never failed to be top of his year throughout his school and college career. He was elected student president of his year in college and chosen to give the Commencement speech at the graduation ceremonies at High school and College. All this despite his one publicly known failing: a complete lack of sporting prowess. Aaron lacked the physical build to play American football and the hand-eye coordination for Baseball. He was popular with students and faculty. He was chased by several girls some but not all attracted by his good looks rather than his obvious wealth. Aaron was always good at managing to extricate himself from relationships with girls if they threatened to become too serious and reveal the completely unknown and deeply hidden secret that he was gay. This side of his nature was more than satisfied elsewhere. Aaron would regularly leave his boarding school or college and drive out to a town several miles away and there indulge in satisfying his sexual needs.
Aaron had become interested in sex at a relatively young age. He had been staying for the summer on a farm owned by his grandparents and had recently turned thirteen. It happened that he was out by himself near the creek that ran through the property and was hiding in a hollow area overlooking the water. He suddenly heard a noise and saw a boy several years older than himself emerge from the undergrowth close to the bank. The boy was unaware that he was being observed and undid his working pants and, only a few yards away from Aaron, pulled out his dick. Aaron noted that it looked like his own only the older boy's was longer and fatter. The boy aimed the end of his soft cock and directed a stream of golden piss onto the earth and into the water. When the stream of urine dried to a final few drips, the older boy did not put his cock away but began to rub his hand along the shaft and, as Aaron watched wide eyed with amazement, the dick grew even bigger and fatter. Almost in front of him there was a boy masturbating and Aaron felt his own prick begin to go hard at the sight. Unfortunately any hope that Aaron might learn more about what the other boy was doing were ruined when a voice shouted the older boy's name and he quickly stuffed his hard dick back into his trousers and ran back the way he had come.
That night Aaron had laid in bed and experimented with his own prick, sliding his hand up and down the short shaft. It felt wonderful but after some minutes he was unsure how to proceed, so he stopped. Next day he went back to his look out and waited, hoping that the boy from the day before would return. He was not disappointed. The boy arrived at the waterside and repeated his performance of the previous day. This time he was uninterrupted and Aaron watched as the older boy increased the speed of his action on his dick shaft and finally shot some white stuff out of the end. Aaron had unconsciously unzipped his own jeans and had removed his smaller but equally hard prick and was matching the older boy stroke for stroke. As he watched the white cum shoot from the older boy's dick, Aaron felt a wonderful wave of excitement pass through his body and his own prick throbbed gently and produced a tiny white slimy bubble of what he later knew was cum. That night Aaron tried again and the effort was rewarded with a similar satisfying feeling as earlier in the day.
The following day it was not possible to go to the creek and so Aaron hung around near the farm buildings. He was delighted when he saw the teenager he had observed the previous two days coming towards the barn. Aaron slipped inside and went to the hayloft and watched as the teenager entered. The boy looked around and then moved to the far end of the barn where he undid his trousers and pulled out his cock. Aaron, watching overhead, followed suit but must have made a noise for the teenager looked slightly startled.
"Who's up there?" the teenager asked in an angry voice.
Caught and uncertain what to do, Aaron had stammered a reply,
"It's...it's only me, Aaron....mmmy grandparents own this farm."
"So what are you doing spying on me, Aaron?"
"I wasn't really spying', replied Aaron without much conviction.
"Well, if you're that interested, you better come down here and stand real close. I'm Dean by the way. Come on, I won't bite you."
Aaron stuffed his small hard cock back into his pants and slowly climbed down and walked over to where Dean was standing. Dean had half covered his larger dick but not completely and Aaron's eyes concentrated on the area of shaft that was still visible. As soon as Aaron got close enough Dean opened his trousers wider and the young teen could see the cock close up for the first time.
"You can touch it if you want to', Dean whispered to Aaron.
Aaron was nervous at first but Dean took hold of his hand and placed it firmly onto his hard shaft. A thrill like he had never felt before passed through Aaron as he touched the soft, silky skin of Dean's cock shaft. the effect was to make Aaron's own cock tent his tight jeans. Dean smiled and sighed as Aaron's hands explored the length of his dick and balls. Then Dean said,
"Would you like to jerk me off and make me shoot my cum?"
Aaron who had already seen Dean cum once before nodded and Dean gently showed his new young friend how to grip and work the shaft. Aaron gripped hard and followed the whispered instructions from Dean to go faster or slow, to grip tighter or lighter. Dean leaned against the wall of the barn as Aaron jerked his prick and brought him closer to satisfaction. For a first timer Aaron was doing very well, very well indeed. Aaron was doing so well in fact that it did not take him long to bring Dean to the point of no return and with a whispered warning to his companion, Dean shot his creamy cum. Aaron pointed Dean's spouting prick away from his clothes but, even so, a few drops of the creamy cum landed on his hands as he continued to jerk the throbbing shaft. Inside own trousers Aaron felt a strange feeling in his hard cock and then he was aware of a patch of dampness as he shot a small load of his own. Dean thanked Aaron for jerking him off and told him with considerable seriousness that it was one of the best experiences he had had. Dean did not offer to reciprocate and jerk Aaron off but no doubt the wet spot on the younger teen's jeans indicated that such an offer was unnecessary. Before he left to go back to work, however, Dean did also express the hope that the two could meet again and to this he got a very strong affirmative nod of agreement from Aaron.
Over the remaining few weeks of his stay with his grandparents, Aaron saw Dean every day though the meeting place and the circumstances often varied. Nevertheless in this period Aaron was introduced to the idea of sucking a cock and having his own dick sucked as well as jerked off. Of the two Aaron enjoyed sucking rather than being sucked and on his last night at the farm he was able to spend a long time with Dean and the pair of teenagers shot several bursts of cum with Aaron willingly gobbling up the older teen's creamy ball juice.
On his return to boarding school Aaron found life very frustrating. His friends would not talk about sex except in very general and unspecific ways; and Aaron's roommate showed absolutely no inclination to show off his body. The boy changed in the bathroom and wore pyjamas or boxers according to the season and never was naked in front of Aaron.
For the next two years Aaron had to make do with solitary jerk offs in the school showers or toilets, interspersed with his annual reunion with Dean at his grandparents' farm. The second summer was spent much as the last few weeks of the previous year with each teenager indulging themselves with each other as often as they could manage. In the summer that he turned 16, Aaron was introduced to the most intimate act of male sex. Dean tentatively suggested that Aaron ask his grandparents if one night they might spend the evening camping somewhere near the farm. To their immense relief, Aaron's grandparents readily agreed and even gave Dean encouragement for being such a good friend to their grandson!! The two teenagers set off for a weekend of camping in the nearby woods. It was during the first night, as they lay together in the sleeping bag that they had brought with them, that Dean first suggested that they might try fucking. Aaron keen as ever to learn more about sex did not need much persuasion and Dean, who had come equipped for this activity, gently greased up his hole while Aaron sucked the older teen's hard cock. Shortly after this, Dean began to insert his fingers into Aaron's virgin hole and the youngster began to squirm and moan with pleasure. When Dean judged the time to be right he warned Aaron that he would feel some pain at first, then slowly began to insert the end of his dick into the lubricated hole. The pain was both terrible and exquisite at the same time and Aaron gritted his teeth knowing full well that he could stop Dean at any time but determined not to do so. Finally the head of Dean's cock passed through the tight entrance and both boys relaxed and then waited until each was ready for the next stage. Dean pushed his cock deeper and deeper into Aaron's hole until her felt his balls slap against the young teen's arse cheeks. Both teenagers knew that Dean was in as deep as he could get and waited a few seconds before the slow and steady fucking motion would begin. Dean pulled out and pushed in rhythmically, increasing the speed with each in and out thrust, Aaron writhed in pleasure as his virgin hole was ploughed. Dean brought his hand round and began to jerk Aaron's prick shaft in time with his fucking motions. It was not very long before Dean was ready to unload his ball juice inside Aaron's love channel and he whispered as much to his younger lover. Aaron pushed back to meet the incoming thrusts and waited to feel Dean's cock throb as it shot his creamy cum inside him. Simultaneously Aaron's cock fired his ball cream onto the material of the sleeping bag beneath them. Later that first night Dean asked Aaron if he wanted to fuck him and Aaron said he did. However, as with the sucking, Aaron seemed to enjoy being fucked far more than he did fucking. The rest of the time together went quickly but by the end of that summer Aaron had become aware that his own sexual interests were best served by having sex with people of his own sex.
At sixteen Aaron had received a car and this was to see a great improvement in his love life even at boarding school. At school Aaron began the pattern that was to see him through his education. He quickly realised that the overwhelming majority of boys at his school were interested in girls and so he began a double life. Outwardly he talked of girls and of what he would do with them when the chance arose, though when it did he remained easily aloof. He was too busy with studies or other commitments and, while he could always find a girl to take to the proms and other social events, he always managed to extricate himself from too close an involvement and without revealing his ultimate secret. To most of the girls he knew he was distant and, at least temporarily they hoped, unattainable. Every few weeks Aaron would take himself away from school and drive to some nearby but relatively safe town, there to indulge his real sexual interests. Initially he would hang around in shopping malls and visit the public bathrooms there. He was normally fortunate in getting some contact even if only a jerk of session but a few times he struck lucky and was able to spend some time with a partner and suck them off. As he grew older, Aaron grew bolder. By the time he was in College Aaron would pick up at least one and sometimes two young guys, then drive to a nearby motel and spend the night indulging his needs. Aaron loved to suck a cock and his ultimate fantasy was to be fucked at the same time. From time to time he managed to achieve this goal and would return to College duly satisfied and able to live on his memories until the urge for real sex overcame him and he would again travel off in search of sexual satisfaction.
After he graduated College Aaron had gone to Business School and the work was tougher but he still managed to live his double life. He worked hard, again graduating at the head of his class but also managed to live a good social life both at the School and in the towns around. He was amazingly fortunate in that he was never caught and all of his friends thought him the most `eligible bachelor' among them! Once he left Business School, a large banking corporation snapped up Aaron and now he was living in London.
The three months Aaron had spent in London had sped by quickly. He had found the new job and the life style in London different from what he had been used to but challenging and exciting as well. He had settled in well and had been the subject of much speculation and flirtation from the young women in the office. These advances Aaron had resisted on the ground that he was still settling in, although he was actually enjoying a strong social life. In a city where he was unknown Aaron felt a weight lifted from his shoulders and he would spend several nights a week visiting pubs and clubs and rarely on these occasions was he disappointed. He indulged in safe sex but usually had either oral or anal sex after each one of his nights out. He also attended his first orgy in a country house outside London and had, once again, found the atmosphere and the non-stop sex greatly to his liking. At the party he had met several people who had recommended a particular club to him and suggested that they might meet there one Friday evening.
It had been nearly a month since the party in the country but Aaron had been bust for several of the intervening weekends. First there had been a business trip to Germany and then a visit from his sister and younger brother and so this was the first weekend when he would be able to see if he could make contact with the friends that he had made several weeks before. Aaron went off to work happy in the knowledge that he would at last have a chance to indulge himself later in the day. The day at work went well and he left his office early enough to have a quick drink with some of the staff before returning to his apartment and preparing for his night out.
Graeme Adams was also preparing to go out, as he was booked for the evening to do a DJ slot. As usual when in London Graeme also liked to invite a few friends back to the apartment for partying after the club had closed and tonight would be no exception. Graeme checked that all was ready for later that night and then left to collect his car from the secure parking area. Usually he took his large converted van which was stocked with his choice of records and other equipment but on this occasion, knowing that the club was already well equipped, he took a smaller selection of music and drove his rather more expensive private car. As he pulled out of his garage, an unmarked police car slid out into the traffic and followed him. Superintendent Martin Roberts had ordered the tail not because he expected to gather further evidence but because Graeme was his only suspect, and not a strong one at that. However Martin felt that he ought to be seen to be doing something and more clues might emerge. Martin reasoned that even if Graeme was not the killer, he might still prove to be the link to the killer.
Graeme drove on to the club unaware that he was being followed and parked close to the entrance. The unmarked police car pulled in across the road and radioed in the location. It had been agreed that other, plain clothes police would go to the location and mingle with the clubbers once the evening got under way.
Meanwhile Aaron was making his final preparations to leave his apartment and travel by underground to the station closest to the club. Having ascertained as he thought that he had everything he needed for a good evening's entertainment Aaron locked the door and went on his journey. Aaron arrived at the club about 10 p.m. It would be a short while before the club was really busy. Aaron looked around to see if he recognised any faces but did not do so. Aaron bought a drink at the bar and as he paid he realised that he had forgotten to bring any condoms, so he left his drink at the bar and went to the toilets. He decided to make use of the facilities and stood quietly taking a piss when one of the other two people in the toilet looked over and smiled at him.
"Hello, it's Aaron isn't it? Remember me? I'm Graeme I was at that party a few weeks ago. Good to see you again."
"Hey yes great to see you Graeme. Are the others here?"
"Haven't seen them. Don't know if they are coming or not. I'm here because I've got a DJ gig this evening. But don't worry if the others don't show up I'm having a party at my place afterwards and you're welcome to come in more ways than one!!!"
"Thanks, I accept but how do I get to your place?"
"Don't worry about that I'll give you a lift in my car. Shall we go and have a drink?"
"Yeah, I've got one already but the least I can do is buy you a drink as a thank you for the invitation and the ride."
After washing their hands Aaron and Graeme left the toilets together and walked to the bar. At the bar they did not notice a small man observing them closely. The pair chatted for a short while before Graeme announced that he had to go off to prepare for his part of the entertainment. Aaron sat quietly drinking and surveying the scene. Although he was disappointed that none of the others from the weekend orgy had appeared at the club, Aaron was very pleased that he had an invitation to a party at Graeme's. Aaron bought a second drink and after he had consumed that, he wandered around cruising the place to see what other prospects there might be. Although he enjoyed clubbing, Aaron had never been a great dancer and had certainly never been more than marginally interested in the drug scene that often accompanied such venues. He enjoyed a drink but had found most drugs disagreeable and had chosen to abstain, although he did not condemn or disassociate himself from friends who did indulge. As with other things, Aaron believed in tolerance and regretted that other people were not as tolerant or as understanding of the failings and foibles of others as he was of them.
Graeme's choice of music was good to get people on their feet and dancing and soon Aaron found himself caught up in the whirl of activity in and around the dance floor. Neither Graeme nor Aaron was aware that plain-clothes policemen were observing them during this time. No doubt had they been interested in the illegal activity of drug dealing going on in dark corners these under cover policemen could have had a field day but they were there to observe the activities of Graeme Adams and anyone with whom he associated. Graeme's set seemed to go on interminably but finally the DJ announced that he was about to conclude his part of the entertainment. Once the last sound of the music had died away Aaron was relieved and he managed to escape from the crowded dance floor and find a space at the bar. Aaron ordered another drink and not long after he saw Graeme approaching the bar also. Aaron ordered a drink for Graeme and they chatted briefly.
"Can't leave for a while I'm afraid. I've got to clear up my stuff and then I've got to find a few people to make the party go with a swing."
Aaron nodded his understanding and watched as Graeme disappeared into the crowd. Aaron sipped slowly on his drink. He enjoyed a drink but he never drank too much, as he liked to be relatively sober during his sexual activities. Aaron was really looking forward to the night ahead. He liked the British people and he liked the laid back understated way that they indulged in sex. He was pleased that of the Brits he had so far met most enjoyed sucking and fucking as much as he liked it. He felt a mutual compatibility and was comfortable in the company of British people. Aaron had just finished his drink when Graeme returned.
"OK I've rounded up a few others and they will be making their way to my place under their own steam. I have to go out the back way to the car park and it's a bit of a mess so I'll collect you from the main entrance. Come to the front door in five minutes and I'll pick you up from there."
Aaron nodded an OK and Graeme disappeared again. Aaron got up and gathered his things together and made his way to the front door. He had been standing there for only a few moments when a large black car drew up and the door was opened. Without thinking, Aaron stepped forward and got into the car and closed the door. Nobody will ever know at what point if any Aaron realised that this was not the right car. Later evidence suggested that he was killed shortly after he got into the car and his body driven out into the country and left, like the two previous victims, naked and mutilated.
Martin Roberts did not hear of the death until the following day. He had been up in Manchester reviewing the evidence of an eyewitness who claimed to have seen two men arguing near where one of the other bodies had been found. The lead at first promising had fizzled out when it turned out that the witness was confused over the exact day when he had seen the incident. On further investigation and with Martin interviewing him the witness realised that the date given in his statement was incorrect and the incident had occurred the week before. Martin returned to London that Friday evening even more depressed at the lack of progress than he had been before. He hoped that some clue might emerge from that evening's surveillance operation on Graeme Adams.
Martin went out to the place where the body had been found early on the Saturday and his worst fears were confirmed by what he saw. Aaron Dunn was the third victim of this unknown killer. The superintendent was even more depressed when he learned that the under cover policemen had noticed Adams and the victim together shortly before Aaron had left but had somehow contrived to lose Adams. By the time the police had realised that Adams and Aaron had both left it was too late: there was no sign of Aaron, Adams or his car. Later checks, however, confirmed that Adams was back at his apartment and that a party was going on. The police assumed that Aaron Dunn was at the party along with Adams. It was not until the next morning that they realised their mistake, Martin could not entirely blame his officers for the error but he was concerned that they had lost the tail on their one strongest lead.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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