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This is my first story for quite a while. Here is the third chapter. I hope you feel it is worth the wait. Please not that 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:
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Always indulge in safe sex. Chapter 3
The first few months after Martin started working in the Police Force were perhaps the hardest time he had ever had to face. Until the day he began his active duty, it had been possible for Martin to live on his natural intellectual ability and quick wits, but he quickly discovered that neither of these were necessarily assets in day-to-day police work. The realisation that the skills that had held him in good stead and helped him successfully through school and university were not of immediate use came as something of a shock to Martin.
On his first day, the enthusiastic young man had arrived at his new Police Station in good time to report for duty. On arrival, Martin had been asked by the uniformed officer on the reception desk to wait a few moments before being allowed through to join the rest of his colleagues. While he was waiting, Martin had taken the time to look around at the posters and most particularly the map of the area of London that was served by the Police Station he would be working out of. The locality was a mixed one bounded to the north by the river Thames and to the south by a large council housing estate. In the middle of the area was a large expanse of open space surrounded by a number of major arterial roads. Even to his inexperienced eye, Martin could see that it was clearly a busy area with a range of potential hot spots for crime. While he was still waiting to be called through, a second probationer, who was clearly several years his junior and looked as though he had had enrolled in the police force straight from school, joined Martin. Taking the initiative, the older probationer smiled and walked up to the new arrival and said,
"Hi, I'm Martin Roberts. I guess this must be your first day on duty here as well."
The young man looked up nervously and rather tentatively took Martin's offered hand and shook it, replying slightly hesitantly
"Y .. Yes, that's right, pleased to meet you, Martin. I'm Andy Clarke."
The two new recruits chatted quietly for a few more minutes and during this time Andy had relaxed a great deal before they were finally invited through to join the rest of the Relief. The arrival of the two very different probationers in the squad room was greeted with some interest by the rest of those present and both Andy and Martin were personally welcomed by their Inspector, Jimmy ('Jock') Duncan. The senior officer said a few words about each of the two men, offering warm encouragement to the younger of the two, but adopting a more icy tone towards Martin. It was clear that the Inspector Duncan did not approve of the fast track, graduate entry scheme and disliked even more the liberal attitudes and sexual orientation of people like Martin. Jock Duncan had received a full briefing from Superintendent Alan Buxton several days before Martin had arrived and he had made it clear to the Inspector that Martin was to be offered no favours and to be worked as hard as possible in his first weeks on the beat.
Once he had performed his welcoming duties, Jock handed over to Eddy Smithers, the sector Sergeant so that he could assign his officers their tasks for the day. If Jock had been cold, then Eddy oozed downright hostility. The Sergeant made even less a secret of the fact that he did not appreciate having Martin on his Relief and would make life as uncomfortable for the probationary Constable as possible. This Eddy hoped to achieve immediately by pairing the newcomer up with Dave Powell, who was an officer that had seen nearly twenty years service and lived for the return to the days when police could once again fabricate evidence, clip youngsters and teenagers around the ears and generally be held in respectful fear by the community they served. It was with a smile of utter cynicism that Eddy Smithers announced the pairing of these two apparently incompatible Constables for Martin's first morning, adding as he did so,
"I'm sure, Dave, you will show Martin the ropes and that you'll both benefit from each other's experience of life."
Dave, who shared many of the same prejudices as his senior colleagues, gave a grunt that indicated to Martin that the older Constable was not entirely pleased with having him as his partner. Nevertheless, despite their mutual misgivings, the two men did find a modus vivendi and Martin appreciated being allowed to share the local knowledge that his older partner had gained over the years. Indeed, at the personal level the two Constables came to respect each other, even though they remained deeply divided on questions of policing policies and attitudes towards society in general.
His first day out on the beat had come as quite a revelation to Martin as he was given a guided tour through some of the rougher areas of his Beat. As they toured round, Dave explained to the new boy all the potential dangers of various kinds that could lie in wait for the unwary. One example was in blocks of Council flats with their dark underpasses which were a particularly bad places because not only were they the most likely place for robberies, physical attacks and drug deals, but also they were a location where radio transmission was often weak or non-existent. In pointing this out Dave said,
"You don't want to get caught in one of these places on your own. If you are unlucky enough to be sent to one, always make sure that someone knows where you are."
As they walked on further, the more experienced Constable also pointed out the potentially difficult areas of the large piece of open ground in the centre of their patrol area. This piece of heath contained many dark corners and several places that were screened by thick shrubs and small trees where all manner of crimes could be committed. As his older partner put it, in his own inimitable way,
"This here area could best be described as the domain of thieves, rapists and nancy boy queers and, on top of that, muggers and queer bashers. Never go in there after dark on your own. If you see something suspicious call for back up and wait patiently until it arrives. Don't ever try to play the hero!"
Unsure whether the description of 'nancy boy queers' had been aimed at him personally or not, Martin merely nodded an acknowledgement of the advice he had just received, but made no particular comment in response. Had Dave noticed the look on his young colleague's face he would have realised that his remark had touched a raw nerve in Martin and left him seething with annoyance.
Finally the patrolling pair came to a shopping area surrounded by suburban houses and flats. As they walked along the wide pavements, the older officer pointed out some of the key locations and then added,
"This is a useful area for making contacts and picking up information. Talk to the shopkeepers, local residents, even the local kids, most of whom need a good clip round the ear if you ask me anything, but we can't do that any more, more's the pity. It's surprising how much they will tell you, sometimes inadvertently. Try to build up a little network of informers, you never know when they will come in handy and tip you the wink that something is going on. Visit the local pubs and youth clubs, cultivate people and don't worry too much about what side of the law they are on and, if you can get some good snouts, it will be a feather in your cap, believe you me."
Even though he did not agree with all of Dave's sentiments Martin appreciated each piece of advice the older man imparted to him and gradually came to appreciate the many things he would need to gain a fuller understanding of as he learnt his trade.
Back at the Police Station, Martin found most of the rest of his colleague easy to talk to and get along with. Although a few openly shunned him, the majority seemed quite welcoming and easy going. It seemed as though it was only some of the more senior officers in the Police Force that resented Martin's presence in the ranks. This was quickly brought home to him in the small ways that those in authority could utilise to make life difficult for their subordinates. When the weekly rosters were published it never seemed that Martin got much time off at weekends, his request for a day off to go to the family farewell dinner that Rob and Anna were holding before they left for Africa was turned down and, on a couple of occasions, he found his leave cancelled at the last minute in a way that scuppered any chance of a social life. The final straw came when the Inspector seemed to take great delight, as, watched by his equally amused Sergeant, he turned down Martin's application for leave over part of the Christmas and New Year holiday, so that the young Constable could attend the annual party at Rob's parents. Hardly disguising the relish in his voice, Jock Duncan said,
"I'm sorry, Martin, but applications for leave at that time of the year are taken in strict order of receipt and yours is far too late. In any case, we tend to give priority to requests from Officers who have been in the force longest and who have children and other family commitments. Single men, like yourself, I'm afraid come a long way down the pecking order, as I'm sure you can appreciate."
As he was obliged to do, Martin accepted the decision and the explanation without comment. However, later in the canteen the young Probationer did give vent to his feelings, as he sat having a cup of tea with one of his friends, WPC Holly Wilson,
"It wasn't that they turned me down, I expected that and the explanation was quite plausible and I realised that I was late in the day in applying. I could accept the decision, well I have to, but it was the gloating tone that really got to me. And, as well, to make matters worse, I know that Andy Clarke is being given time off over Christmas and he joined this Relief on the same day as me!! It's good luck for him and I know that he does have a disabled mum and all that, but it really makes me feel annoyed that their treatment of me is so blatant."
Holly was a few years older than Martin but the two had become quite close friends and often shared meals and other rest breaks together. An intelligent, bright, direct entry recruit the WPC held no resentment towards her graduate entry colleague and showed a great deal of sympathy towards Martin, even though she was aware that their relationship would remain as friends. After he had finished sounding off, Holly smiled sympathetically at Martin and said quietly,
"Don't worry about it. Jock and Eddy are Neanderthals and, much against their will, they are being slowly dragged into the modern world What makes it worse for them is that they know their days are numbered. They tried it on with me when I first joined because the thought of a woman doing their precious job was just too much for them, but I just showed them I wouldn't be browbeaten and carried on. I think I'm going places, I've taken my Sergeant's exam and I believed I'll get it and get promoted very soon. What's more, like me, they also know that you are going to outstrip everyone in this station one day. Of all of us, I reckon you will go right to the top or very near it."
Martin smiled appreciatively back at his friend as he acknowledged the WPC's advice and her encouraging words. It was people like Holly that made Martin certain that the Police Force was the sort of organisation that could adapt and meet the needs of the changing society they were living in. Furthermore, when he thought hard about it, the Probationer was also forced to admit that not everything had been gloom and doom since he joined the Police Service or since he started pounding the Beat. Only a few days after he started his probation, Martin had made his first arrest, catching a burglar emerging from a house with property that was clearly not his own. To his great relief, when the matter came to trial, the young Constable's presentation of the evidence in Court had also gone well and he had helped secure his first conviction.
In other area of Police work Martin was also making headway. On his regular beat, the young Constable had begun to develop a network of helpful local residents, including local shopkeepers, tenants groups, youth workers and young people. This varied group of people kept Martin well informed about suspicious events and activities that were causing concern and that had taken place in the area. In addition, Martin had begun to cultivate a small number of informers from amongst those that walked the fine line between honesty and criminality. This group was very valuable in helping to flesh out the intelligence that Martin had learnt from the local knowledge imparted by his regular Beat partner, Dave.
Socially, too, Martin was doing well despite the frustrations of rarely getting leave at times when he would most like to have it. As had been agreed at Rob and Anna's wedding Martin had dined with Freddy and the two former lovers had caught up on a lot of details about mutual friends. Furthermore, Martin was given an open invitation to visit Freddy's country estate at any time but particularly the next time he organised one of his infamous parties, the goings on at which were the talk of the gay bars of London and beyond. As well as meeting Freddy, Martin had managed to spend an evening with Rob and Anna before they went to Africa and this meant that he caught up with all the Cotton family news, most notably, and of greatest interest, learning how well Dom was getting on in Canada. At the end of their evening, before they all wished each other an emotional farewell, Rob asked his best friend to visit him and Anna in Kenya as soon as he could find the time and this was something Martin was more than pleased to promise that he would do.
Even though it involved a considerable journey to work, Martin had decided that, rather than stay in the Section House, he would continue to retain his apartment in Central London. However, from time to time, his conscience was pricked by the long periods that the two-bedroom flat remained unoccupied. Martin had raised the matter at both his dinner parties and the advice he had received from his friends was contradictory. Freddy had suggested that he might look for someone to share the flat, while Rob and Anna had counselled caution, arguing that, if he was not prepared to sell up, their friend would be better off and safer leaving things as they were. After considering both points of view, Martin decided that he would test the water by putting a card in the local newsagent's window advertising his spare room on the basis of sharing expenses in return for a relatively low rent. The wording of the advertisement was non-committal, but asked potential flatmates to contact Martin on his home telephone or leave a message on his answering machine. After a week, there had been no replies and Martin was just deciding that he would drop the idea when he came home and found a message awaiting him. The pleasant sounding voice on the answer machine said,
"Hello, Mr Roberts, my name is Sam Anderson. You don't know me, but I'm a doctoral research student here in London and a mutual friend of ours, Freddy Eversley, suggested that I call you, as I understand that you might have a room to rent. If it is still available, I'd be interested in seeing it and I'd be grateful if you would please call me back."
Although he did not immediately respond, after a few minutes thought, Martin finally made up his mind and dialled the number Sam had left and found himself talking to the person concerned. Before he knew it, Martin had invited the student to come round to see the room. Less than an hour later, a tall, fair-haired young man stood outside the apartment door. After he had asked him in, Martin gave the research student the once over and found Sam to be a very attractive and pleasant young man with a warm smile, an open, if rather squashed, face, thick, sensuous lips and twinkling eyes. Furthermore, the potential tenant's skin was quite fair and a good match with his hair and his body appeared to be in good shape. Martin noted that, at just over six foot tall, the stranger was probably a few inches taller than he was. This did not matter that much to Martin, who was darker in hair colour and complexion than the newcomer. It turned out to be a superficial judgement, but Martin took an instant liking to Sam and, having invited the young man in, offered the guest a drink and then rattled out a series of quick fire questions,
"Tell me Sam what are you doing your doctoral research on? How long have you to go before you finish? How do you know Freddy?"
Sam's mouth formed a broad grin as he replied in a good-humoured manner,
"Freddy told me you were a policeman and that I should expect the third degree! In answer to question one, I am doing research on the English romantic poets. As to question two, I am about half way through in the sense that I have a lot of ideas, need to do research in the British Museum and British Library and then start writing something soon or my supervisor will be after me. And in response to the third question, I met Freddy at Oxford as an undergraduate. He came to my school and gave a talk and I got chatting to him afterwards and we hit it off. He told me that he often meets up with undergraduates when he's in the city and takes them out for a meal or drinks. He was as good as his word and we met a few times and that was it. I believe you knew him at Oxford too, didn't you? He's quite a character and a good and loyal friend, isn't he?"
Martin signified his agreement with Sam's assertion, but made no further comment. Satisfied with the student's responses, the flat owner turned his attention to showing the young research student around the flat. After the tour had been completed, Martin said,
"Well, that's it. If you are happy with it and we can come to a satisfactory financial arrangement about sharing bills and so on, I'm more than happy for you to move in."
Sam, who had spent the time they had walked round the small apartment checking out Martin as much as he was checking out the rooms, did not hesitate,
"You bet! I'd be happy to share all the bills and expenses on a 50-50 basis, if that's acceptable."
Martin grinned at his new lodger and said, enthusiastically,
"That's great! Move your stuff in as soon as you want to. I am working shifts so we may not see all that much of each other but treat the place as if it was your own. However, please be sensitive to my needs, especially when I'm on nights or early turn and I'll try to be as quiet as I can when I come in early in the morning."
Despite his normally cautious approach to life, the Police Officer had abandoned this trait and rushed to a final judgement. With hindsight, Martin realised that charming and attractive though Sam was there was something about him that did not quite add up. It had never been explained where the student had been living before and why he was moving and, quite out of character, Martin had not asked for any references. Instead, the two men shook hands to settle the arrangement and Sam agreed that he would move his stuff over a couple of days later. In the interim, Martin received a phone call from Freddy,
"What do you think of Sam, Martin? A fine specimen of manhood, don't you think? He's been down to several of my parties and been a great hit. I've got another one coming up very soon, perhaps you could both attend?"
Martin's response was guarded,
"I've only met Sam the once, but he seems very pleasant enough. I hope that I'll have an even more positive view of him, once I get to know him better. Let me know when the party is going to take place and, if I'm off duty, I'll try to come along."
Freddy laughed loudly at his old friend's last comment and then replied,
"There you go, Martin! You policemen are never off duty are you!! Anyway, come to the party if you can."
Without further ado the line went dead.
For the first couple of weeks after Sam moved in, Martin saw very little of him. The reason for this was that the two young men's work and sleep patterns did not seem to coincide. Once or twice they had overlapped each other by an hour or so and on these occasions the two young men chatted with one another quite amiably, each aware that there was a sense of sexual tension between them. On the third time this happened, it was immediately after each had received a formal invitation to Freddy Eversley's party, the theme of which was "Roman Life and Times". Noting that both he Martin had received a similar invitation, Sam said,
"I expect you've been to one or two of these events before, I've certainly been to a couple as well, but never saw you there. So do you think you'll be able to go this time?"
Martin looked at the date and smiled as he replied,
"I'm due some leave that weekend, so I rather suspect that I will go, at least for one day, if not both."
Sam's eyes twinkled with pleasure and he seemed quite genuine in his response,
"Great! I hoped we could go together and, before that, perhaps we should get together and maybe talk about what we should go as. What do you think?"
This suggestion brought a clear nod of agreement from Martin and it was obvious that both men would have liked to take the matter further, but it was time for the probationary policeman to leave home to go on duty, so the question was left hanging in the air for a while.
It was at this point that Martin realised that he knew very little about his flatmate and resolved to find out more next time they were both at home together. This opportunity occurred a few days later and Martin thought he had gained considerably more knowledge about Sam as a result of a conversation between the two of them. It transpired that, unlike Martin, Sam, who was the product of a rural state grammar school in the east of England, had been overwhelmed by his early experiences at Oxford but had recovered to gain a first class degree in English before moving to London to do research. On the other hand, like Martin, Sam was an only child, but one whose parents were still very much alive and liked to visit him from time-to- time. After they had exchanged biographies and other family details, the conversation moved towards more intimate subjects when Martin asked,
"Given the fact that you have been to several of Freddy's parties, may I assume that, like me, you have been in a relationship with Freddy and that we both share the same sexual interests?"
Sam seemed to sigh with relief, as he replied,
"I did have a short relationship with Freddy and, yes, from what Freddy told me about you, we do share the same interests. However, at the moment, I don't want anything heavy and I understand that you have recently ended a long-term relationship, so if anything develops between the two of us, I'm happy to keep it casual, with no strings attached, if that's OK with you."
Martin gratefully acknowledged the younger man's frankness. However, a moment later he and Sam had moved closer together and, for the first time, made intimate physical contact. The weeks of abstinence had made the two virile young men hungry for sex and it was not long before they were pulling at each other's clothes in a desperate effort to get naked as quickly as possible. It took hardly any time before Martin and Sam were exploring each other and the young research student was quickly on his knees running his lips and tongue sensuously along Martin's erect prick. Anxious to reciprocate this stimulation, Martin slid down onto the floor so that he was level with his partner's equally hard, uncut cock.
It had been some time since his last sexual encounter, indeed not since the final night he had spent with Dominic, so Martin was very sexually aroused at the feel of Sam's mouth on his shaft and the touch of the young man's hands on his balls. It hardly took a moment before the older of the two could feel his balls begin to churn as a result of the expert sucking he was receiving at the hands of his young partner. Sam, realising what was happening, seemed more than happy to let nature take its course. Martin struggled to stop himself, but realised that resistance was futile and prepared to pull out of the younger man's mouth. However, Sam clamped his lips firmly round his partner's throbbing cock and held him tight as the ball juice gushed out of the gaping piss slit onto the waiting tongue and down into the young man's throat. Martin gasped and groaned as he climaxed and the wonderful feeling of intense relief washed through his body.
When he had recovered sufficiently, Martin turned his attention back to Sam whose thick cock was still hard with the glans only partially covered by the protective foreskin. The skilful older man efficiently nuzzled the skin back with his lips before licking the pre-cum from the leaking piss slit and spreading it evenly around the exposed and sensitive glans. Sam moaned slightly, as he felt Martin begin to slowly suck the thick shaft between his lips and run his tongue across the sensitive areas at the base of his cock head. Suddenly, Sam's face grew darker and his smile faded and the young man began to thrust fiercely into Martin's mouth, face fucking him with considerable force. The older man tried to control the unexpectedly ferocious onslaught by grabbing hold of the shaft of his partner's cock, but Sam brushed the hand aside and the assault on Martin's mouth and throat continued for several more moments. The splatter of hot cum striking the roof of his mouth signalled to the older man that Sam had achieved his orgasm and, as soon as he had recovered his breath, the younger partner's demeanour changed back to its previous friendly disposition, after which he got up from the floor and left the room without a further word.
As he lay alone on the carpet, Martin tried to piece together the evidence of the previous few minutes he had spent with Sam. The young man was an expert cocksucker and had learnt or been taught this aspect of sexual activity very well. What could not be so easily explained was the complete personality transformation when Martin was seeking to give his young partner similar satisfaction. Initially, the older man worried that it was something he had done or failed to do that had brought about this change but rather than seek out an immediate confrontation with the Sam, Martin decided to find an opportunity to talk to Freddy about the young man's strange behaviour, only then would he consider taking the matter up with Sam himself.
The chance to discuss the problem with Freddy came the following afternoon, but not before Martin had received another shock. The probationer had been on early turn, so he returned to the flat in the late afternoon to find a small note saying that Sam had decided to leave the flat immediately and find another place to stay for the remainder of his time in London. There was no word of thanks or apology and since Martin had not seen the strange young man since their sexual encounter he was at a loss over what to make of it all. When he told Freddy about what had happened his normally exuberant old friend lost much of his usual cheerfulness and he responded to the account by exclaiming in a horrified tone,
"He did that! I had heard that he could be moody and he had an awful background, abused by an uncle and then apparently willingly brought into a circle of family sexual activity, as a young teen, before coming up to Oxford. When I got to know him, he was a bit of a mess, but he seemed to sort himself out, come to terms with his life style and attended several of my parties where, as I told you, he was a great success. Do you know where he's gone now?"
Much of what he had been told about Sam's sexual background came as a revelation to Martin, who replied to Freddy's question,
"I have absolutely no idea, but I don't think he'll come to any harm but I would like to know where he is, just to put my mind at rest."
"Mine, too, but, frankly, I doubt if he will be in touch with either of us", said Freddy, solemnly.
After a few more moments of conversation, Freddy changed the subject and said,
"On a brighter note, under the circumstances, I don't suppose that Sam will come to my party after this, so, provided you get your promise leave and it's not cancelled at the last minute, there shouldn't be any reason why you should miss it."
Martin grunted and said in reply,
"I don't suppose he will come to the party and the good news is that I'll definitely be there for the first day, but I will have to return on the Sunday morning as I am on early duty at the beginning of the following week." Freddy made a sympathetic noise before, having by now recovered his more booming volume, rounding off the conversation with a cheery parting comment,
"Great! I'm sure all my guests will be delighted to see you again regardless of however long you can stay, you know that don't you? See you very soon then. Bye."
As Freddy and Martin had expected, nothing further was heard from Sam until the day of Freddy's party when, to the party host's surprise, he turned up for that event and behaved towards all the guests as though nothing had happened. The host had obviously told several of the attendees about Martin's experience and their sympathies lay entirely with the young Policeman.
Party guests had interpreted its theme in different ways. As host, Freddy was dressed in a costume that made him look like a Roman Emperor, whilst most of the other guests, including Martin, had chosen to wear loose fitting short togas. Sam, by contrast, arrived wearing the uniform of a Roman Centurion. A short while after the official welcome from the host, the party began to break up into smaller groups. Despite the warm and welcoming smile aimed in his direction, Martin was more wary about talking to Sam again and kept his distance. Having already found a convivial group of people to interact with, Martin tried to make it clear that he did not want Sam to join them. After a while, Sam realising that he was getting nowhere with Martin and his chosen companions, took the hint and went off to find his fun elsewhere.
As usual at Freddy's parties, the whole of his enormous house and secluded grounds had been given over to his invitees to make use of and there were plenty of locations in which guests could eat and drink, as well as enjoy themselves with the other guests. On this occasion, however, unlike Martin's first visit to the house, the family's treasures had been securely stored away. Martin recalled that on that previous weekend he had admired several painting marvelling at the quality of the reproductions before realising that they were in fact originals. The Eversley family had been assiduous patrons of the arts and Freddy had continued the tradition with several additions of his own.
There was a significant number of people already at the party and most of them fitted into the age range of over eighteen and under forty, giving scope for satisfying the widest likely range of tastes. As always, a lot of activity was centred in the area by the heated indoor swimming pool, while other areas of the house were given over to more private groups where a wide range of sexual activities were engaged in by a combinations of guests. For those interested in relaxation, there was a small area was devoted to the showing of rather grainy black and white porn movies. Finally, in any likely area the guests could conceivably make use of, there were copious amounts of food and drink for guests to consume.
Martin and his group of friends moved through the room with the movies and on into a small area which was large enough to accommodate them all in relative comfort. Once they had settled on a place, it was not long before the group began to explore each other's bodies. It began with guests fondling each other through the material of their clothes and working their hands up under shirts to feel the youthful bodies beneath. Martin's closest companion, Alan, was tall and slim and slightly older than he was, but he seemed very fit and healthy. As he explored further, Martin discovered his partner was indeed very strong and muscular and he liked what he was finding out. For his part, Alan, liked the feel of Martin's body and was anxious to discover more about him. Others in the room were similarly engaged in mutual discovery and it was not long before this interest turned into a desire to get each other naked.
Clothing was quickly abandoned and the group of strangers eyed each other up and down. Martin was pleased to note that none of the group was particularly small and that his was not the only cut cock among the eight people in the room. Alan's dick was short and thick with a small amount of pink glans poking through a thin translucent foreskin and a pair of heavy, low hanging balls hanging below his shaft. Martin wasted no time in getting his mouth to work on his companion's genitals and he used his lips to gently roll back the foreskin, completely exposing the sensitive cock head. As the cock shaft hardened, Martin ran his lips down towards the swinging balls and sensuously sucked each of these into his mouth in turn, bringing a gasp of pleasure from Alan.
Judging from the sounds emanating from around the room, other couples and groups were engaged in much the same activity and this seemed to stimulate the others. Alan, who was holding the back of his partner's head in such a way that he could push his now rampant dick deep into Martin's throat, was certainly aroused by what was going on. As he continued to deep throat Alan's cock, Martin had begun to explore his partner's puckered hole and had managed to insert one finger some distance inside his love channel. This invasion made Alan groan even louder and he face fucked Martin even harder.
Across the room, one of the other guests let out a loud moan and Alan and Martin paused momentarily to watch as the man's rampant uncut prick shot a large load of hot cum all over his much younger partner's face. The youth, who was among the youngest people attending the party, responded immediately as he, in turn, fired a volley of jizz all over the floor. This momentary distraction gave the other couples in the room time to assess the state of their own mutual enjoyment and Martin and Alan tacitly agreed to change positions so that the older man could give Martin's dribbling cut cock the sucking it needed. Kneeling over the younger man who was lying on his back, Alan positioned himself so that Martin could tongue his hole and suck his cock and balls. In the meanwhile, the older man wrapped his lips around the cut head of Martin's dick and began to slide rhythmically up and down. From time to time, the two men had to keep stopping what they were doing to each other, as they did not wish to climax too soon. Once he deemed the time was right, however, Alan swivelled round and positioned his well lubricated hole directly above Martin's rampant prick and slowly lowered himself down until he was fully impaled on his younger partner's love stick.
Martin lay on his back looking up at Alan who was riding slowly up and down on him and knew that it would not be long before he would be creaming Alan's insides with his cum. The older and more experienced man knew this too and tried to adjust his fuck action to prolong the pleasure and the intensity of the moment, but, each time Martin's cock brushed past his prostate, Alan could not prevent the younger partner's orgasm moving one step closer. Equally torn between the needs to satisfy the desire to end the exquisite agony and continue to please his partner, Martin tried to resist the temptation to thrust up to meet Alan's downward strokes but found his will power to do so increasing sapping away. Realising that Martin would soon be at the point of no return, Alan used his powerful arse muscles to tighten his grip on the throbbing cock lodged deep inside him and smiled down at Martin, whose breathing had become short and rasping. A wonderful feeling of relief began to surge through Martin's body and concentrate on his groin. Unable to hold out any longer, he screamed out,
"Oh fuck .. yeah .. I'm going to ... cum!!!!"
As his balls churned, Martin, shaking from head to foot, exploded inside his older partner. The hot spunk jetted out of his piss slit and Alan could feel the throbbing shaft as it deposited a very large load inside him. As soon as he was able to do so and having enjoyed the feeling of the younger man's cock deeply embedded in his love channel, Alan reached down, peeled back his foreskin and wanked his cock vigorously, covering and uncovering the head until, with one final pull, he uncovered the glistening glans for one last time. As he fired his own ball juice all over Martin's chest, throat and face, Alan yelled,
"And .. now .. it's .. my turn!!!"
Martin's cock had begun to soften and slide out of his older partner's hole and, once Alan had shot his load, the older man gently eased himself off his exhausted partner and the two men lay back side by side taking time to recover and watch the activities of other couples in the room, which were all fast reaching their inevitable climax.
As had happened when the previous guys had cum, several of the other guests had paused to watch Alan and Martin as they reached their orgasm, before resuming their own activities. Martin noted that the other cut guy, who was probably the oldest member of their little party, was on his knees being pumped by a youngster, who appeared to be a teenager. It was clear that this partnership was also reaching the point of no return, but, instead of cumming inside his partner, the teenager pulled out his long thin uncut cock and allowed it to stay still for a moment before it fired a volley of spunk out of the flared piss slit and onto the older man's back. As soon as the first teenager had withdrawn his cock, another youthful man took his place and proceeded to plunge his short fat uncut cock into the kneeling man. Immediately, the teenager that had shot a load with another guest some time before moved to the front and fed his skinned back dick between the man's lips. Soon this threesome had developed a fine rhythm. The old man pushed back onto the invading youthful dick as the other teenage partner face fucked him and then he pulled forward to swallow the retreating prick as it withdrew from his mouth and the cock behind him slid out until only the head was left inside. At this moment, Freddy, accompanied by a very good looking teenager, entered the room and joined the other onlookers announcing in his booming voice to nobody in particular,
"Aha, I see that David is having a good time as usual. There's nothing he likes better than a good seeing to at both end at once especially when his partners are so young and virile!!! A man after my own heart!!"
The youngster next to Freddy grinned broadly and fondled the older man's erect cock whilst his own was being vigorously wanked. After a few minutes of watching, the host and his partner got up to move on, but not before all the group had watched as David's two latest partners reached their orgasms, spraying their semen over his back and face amid loud groans and cries of pleasure. First the guy that had been fucking David's hole pulled out his cock and everyone watched as he wanked for a couple of strokes before firing his cream onto the already slick wet back. This triggered the front guy to pull his cock out of the sucking mouth and start to fire his ball juice all over his older sex partner's face, covering David's mouth and nose with his juicy tribute. This last act caused the older man to finally go over the edge and David began to wank the shaft of his engorged prick and swollen glans and, with a load groan, he also delivered a massive load which sprayed out from the piss slit of his cut cock head and splattered onto the ground causing a large sticky pool of white cum to form on the carpet.
Once everyone in the group had reached full satisfaction, it was tacitly agreed that they should move on and seek new partnerships and pleasures with other guests. Martin turned to his most recent partner, Alan, gave him a gentle kiss on the lips and then the two parted company to go in search of new and different excitements. Having passed through the room where the movies were showing and noting that there were very few people in there and most of those that were tended to be in the rather older age bracket, Martin found himself by the swimming pool. A group of mainly young people were gathered in a circle suck and among them was Sam, who, when he saw Martin, beckoned to him in an encouraging way and invited him to join the group. As before, Martin decided it would be best to ignore the offer and he walked on and out through a door which led into the secluded area of the garden.
As he strolled through the grounds Martin bumped into Freddy and his partner. The couple were heavily engaged in foreplay, but the host noticed his former lover and indicated a desire for him to join in as well if he wanted to. Martin thought for a moment before agreeing. The youth, who turned out to be called Tom, had a smooth slim body with virtually no hair at all and a shaved pubic area from which sprouted a long, thin uncut cock with a lengthy but fairly loose foreskin that covered the head and extended quite a bit beyond even when he was hard. When Martin joined Freddy and Tom, he immediately set to work on rolling back the youngster's foreskin and exploring underneath it with his tongue, while Freddy continued to work with much relish on Tom's hole with his tongue. The teenager remained passive for quite some time as his two older partners used all their skill to bring him maximum pleasure. This worked extremely effectively as Tom suddenly began to respond to their attentions with increasing sounds of appreciation. The host encouraged Martin to move away from Tom's dick and Freddy indicated that he wanted his old friend to work instead on his own puckered arse hole, something that the old flame was more than willing to do. As his fingers explored deeper inside and found the prostate, Martin ran his other hand up the host's cock shaft and gathered some of the pre cum that was already flowing from Freddy's piss slit. This enabled Martin to lubricate the hole and prepare it for the invasion that was to come. Meanwhile, Freddy had turned his other young partner round and was now sucking eagerly on the uncut cock, which was already wet from Martin's earlier attentions. Tom continued to moan and sigh until the host was satisfied that all was ready.
Once he was certain everything was just right, Freddy took control and organised the three of them in such a way that both of the others could enter him from the rear. Spreading his arse cheeks wide, the host guided first Martin's cut cock into his hole and then with some slight difficulty, but one quickly overcome, he ensured that Tom's long uncut cock could slide in as well. The two entombed dicks worked reasonably well together and Freddy seemed more than satisfied as he stroked his own rock hard shaft and watched his two partners as they moved in and out like a pair of pistons working in unison. A broad smile spread over the older man's face as he urged his two partners on, shouting loudly,
"Fuck me!! .. Fuck Freddy senseless!! ..Fuck me with your two pricks!! I want to feel you both cum inside me .. together!!"
Although he had already cum once and was assumed that Tom had also done the same, Martin tried to control the growing churning in his balls and convey to the teenager that he would try to hold back until they were both ready. As it happened, the end came suddenly and swiftly, but it was, nevertheless, satisfying for all concerned. Tom's breathing became ragged and it was clear that he was about to blow and Martin and Freddy both felt the young teenager's shaft begin to expand and throb. The sensation that his fuck partner was about to explode proved to be more than enough to set Martin off as well and, within seconds of each other, the two of them were spunking off firmly lodged deep inside Freddy's warm and welcoming love channel. The host purred with delight as he felt the two throbbing cocks unload their ball juice and cream his insides royally with their spunk. Freddy allowed a moment or two to elapse before he moved slightly to enable the two deflating cocks and slip out of his hole. Once they had escaped their host's arse muscle grip and although they were tired from their exertions, both Martin and Tom could not neglect the fact that Freddy had still not yet cum. The couple set to work to rectify the situation. As the party host lay on his back sighing happily, the two guests sucked his cock and balls between them. Tom sucked the fat circumcised head between his lips and Martin toyed with Freddy's balls until it was his turn to lick up the shaft and meet Tom's downward thrusts from the top of the cock. The kissing and sucking did the trick and it was not long before Freddy was screaming that he was about to explode. Holding the throbbing prick between them, Tom and Martin waited until their host's piss slit widened and the creamy juice exploded covering their lips and mouths with a warm coating of jizz.
A short while later, the alfresco trio split up and each of them moved back into the house. Passing the swimming pool, Martin noted that the original group had disappeared and a new group of somewhat older men were now occupying this area. One particularly muscular guy was giving another member of the party a deep fucking and the recipient of this long dick was screaming with a mixture of pleasure and pain as the rest of the group looked on with amused faces. Martin was tempted to join this group, but realised that the hour was getting late and he was tired after his exertions and more than ready to get some rest.
Remembering that he had not eaten or drunk much all day, Martin, after a brief rest, made his way to one of the inside rooms, where he found a huge buffet was laid out. Having eaten some food and drunk some wine, the young guest felt refreshed and reinvigorated and decided to take one last look around the house, before setting off to find the room where he was to sleep. Freddy had arranged accommodation for everyone and all of the arrangements involved sharing rooms. However, it was quite normal for the pairings the host had suggested to change, as they did not necessarily reflect what would happen on the day. As he roved around the downstairs corridors, Martin caught a glimpse of Sam disappearing along another corridor with a group of guests, so he slid out of sight so that he was not seen. When he emerged from his hiding place, Martin found himself confronted by a tall and youthful guest, who looked to be one of the younger partygoers. As he looked closer, the stranger appeared to Martin to be only just in his twenties or even his late teens. Glancing down at the older man's flaccid cut cock, the young man grinned and said, cheerfully,
"Are you Martin? I'm Nick and I believe we are supposed to be sharing a room for the night."
"Yes I am", came the warm reply and then Martin, who had a vague recollection of seeing the young man at the swimming pool earlier in the evening, added, "and it's fine by me if we are sharing! Are you ready to go to bed yet?"
As the older guest checked Nick out, the first thing he noted was the blond hair and the penetratingly deep blue eyes, both of which were features the older man found most attractive. For his part, the younger man grinned back Martin and stroked his short, but quite fat, cut dick and winked, Nick made motion with his head that indicated that Martin should follow. As they turned into a longish corridor, the youth stopped in front of a door and said quietly,
"I think this is our room."
The two men entered the large bedroom and looked around. In the middle of the wall at the far end there was a large four-poster bed and both men giggled as they saw it before clambering up onto it. Martin looked his bedtime companion over and, having mentally approved of what he saw, said,
"I don't know how many times you've cum tonight, Nick, but I'm up for one more go if you are, although in my case it'll probably take a bit of time."
Nick grinned and replied,
"I've cum a few times too but I'm glad you said that you wanted one more long, slow screw. I can see how good your prick looks and I don't care how long it takes as I can assure you I wouldn't mind if I had to have it inside me all night!!"
By way of accepting the invitation, Martin began to kiss his new companion's chest paying particular attention to the teenager's nipples, which hardened as he did so. As the older man worked further down the body it was clear that it was not only Nick's nipples that were hard but now so too was his cock. The mushroom head was thick and spongy and Martin quickly enveloped it between his lips, bringing a sigh of real pleasure from his partner, who responded by manoeuvring his body into a '69' position and taking Martin's engorging dick into his mouth. The two young men spent some time slurping and sucking on each other's pricks and balls and thoroughly enjoyed themselves. With no small encouragement from Nick, Martin also began to explore his partner's arse, first with his tongue and then, with just his index finger, before finally an increasing number of fingers slid easily inside the youngster's willing hole. It was clear that, despite his youth, Nick was no stranger to being fucked, as his love channel opened easily to accommodate the probing fingers and the youngster sighed loudly in response to Martin's teasing of his prostate.
For his part, Nick was enjoying his oral examination of his older partner's love stick and was delighted by its taste and size and made it obvious that he wanted to feel Martin deep inside him before too long. Taking charge of the situation, Nick indicated that he wanted to be fucked doggy style to start with. Obediently, Martin positioned himself directly behind the young man and slowly fed his prick into the welcoming hole. The entrance parted easily to accommodate the cock head and it was not long before the full length of Martin's dick was embedded deep inside Nick's love channel. Having paused just long enough to make sure that his partner was comfortable, the older man began to slide slowly in and out of Nick, reaching around to grip his partner's hard shaft and wank him in time with the fucking motion. Neither man felt the remotest stirrings in their balls at this point, but each was enjoying the pleasurable experience none the less.
After several minutes, Nick suggested a change of position and lay with his back on the bed and rested his legs on his companion's shoulders in such a way that Martin could slide in from the missionary position. The younger man cradled his cock and balls as his partner's prick drove relentlessly in and out of his hole. As Martin increased the depth and speed of his thrusts, he sent shivers through Nick each time the prick went past the youngster's tender prostate. Martin smiled warmly down at his willing lover, but, again, neither man gave any indication of approaching the point of no return, so they continued to make love in this position for quite some time.
When, at last, Martin felt a dull stirring in his groin, Nick responded immediately by suggesting another change of position. Pushing his partner down onto the bed Nick straddled him and, for the second time that night, Martin knew that his prick was going to be ridden. The older man lay passively on his back as the youngster slid his arse down gently onto the erect cock and then Nick started to work himself vigorously up and down his partner's pre cum greased shaft. It was not long before Martin began to thrust up to meet his companion's downward thrusts and watched as Nick wanked his own cock in a similar rhythm. Both men were gasping and grunting and Martin found himself fighting a losing battle to control the inexorable advance of his ball juice.
Summoning his last ounce of strength, Martin groaned and shouted out as he came for the third time that night. This time, his spunk output was not as plentiful as before, but the intensity of the orgasm was even greater than the previous two as Martin strained to release the last ounce of cream and deliver it inside his companion. Nick was on the point of passing out as he wanked his shaft and his flared head and enlarged piss slit indicated that he was about to fire his load. Feeling the throbbing cock cumming inside him set Nick off and a respectable load of creamy cum erupted from his cock and ran down onto Martin's stomach and chest. Thoroughly exhausted the two men rolled over, hugged, kissed and, within a very short time, both had drifted off to sleep.
Despite the late night and the exertions he had engaged in, Martin woke early as usual and looked down at the still unconscious young man who was lying naked in the bed beside him. As he had done the night before, Martin admired Nick's soft smooth young skin and the flat stomach along with the flaccid dick that lay neatly coiled at his groin. The older man was tempted to take the lovely piece of meat into his mouth and suck the youngster back to consciousness, a delightful way of being woken up as Martin knew from previous experience, but in the end he decided he would let Nick sleep. Slipping from the bed and moving quietly into the bathroom, the older man showered and dressed.
Before leaving the bedroom, Martin wrote a note addressed to Nick, explaining that he needed to leave so early because of his work and giving the young man details of his home address and telephone number. Martin's note concluded by inviting Nick to stay in touch and offering the young man the use his flat as a place to stay, if he had no other place to go, whenever the young man was in London. Finally, Martin leant over his sleeping companion and kissed his forehead gently so as not to wake the sleeping young man and then slipped out of the door, along the corridor and into the other wing of the house.
As he passed through the house, Martin observed a scene of naked sleeping bodies scattered all around the various rooms, but there appeared to be nobody else up and about at such an early hour. However this was not the case. As Martin approached the kitchen area, he could smell food being cooked and, to his delight and astonishment, there was Freddy, dressed in nothing more than a very short cook's apron and looking remarkably fresh, waiting with a broad and welcoming smile. Attempting to keep his normal loud voice as quiet as possible, the host said,
"Good morning, Martin. I expected you would be the first up. I trust you didn't get to sleep too early!!"
Martin grinned back at his friend and said,
"No I didn't!! Nick is a lovely guy, where on earth did you find him?"
Freddy closed the kitchen door, so that his voice would not carry around the house and gave Martin a full account of the circumstances that had led him to meet the young man in question. The story was simple. Nick Adams had been a student at Freddy's old school and the two had met on one of party host's periodic visits back to Oxford. Although he was several years the senior, Freddy had found himself being seduced by the younger man over dinner and had ended up spending the night with Nick, who was far more experienced than his age suggested. Whilst still at school, Nick had been groomed for sex by his best friend and an older man. As a result of their efforts the youngster was never happier than when he was servicing a cock with his mouth or taking a rock hard prick up his arse. These were two assets that had inevitably appealed to Freddy and he made full use of the young man's services during his brief visit and resolved to ensure that Nick received an invitation to his next party. When he was considering the sleeping arrangements, it came as second nature for the host to think of pairing Martin and Nick to share a bedroom as he believed that their tastes and interests were mutually compatible. Given the way things had turned out, both men realised that Freddy could not have made a more perfect decision.
As Martin listened in silence to Freddy's story when the host had finished, he responded enthusiastically,
"Well, you were quite right! I really do think Nick is a great guy and hope to see more of him! Despite the nasty experience with Sam, I've offered to put Nick up when he comes to London if he has nowhere else to stay. Thanks for introducing him to me. I hope that I will have the chance to see much, much more of him! I only hope he feels as strongly about me as I do about him. You won't be put out if I take a chance and try to get involved with him? "
Freddy recognised the implication of the question and replied, graciously,
"Of course not, old boy. Don't worry about me, I certainly would not have let him go, if I still maintained an interest, I'm not that altruistic! Furthermore, I don't think he'll turn out to be another Sam. I certainly would not have put you two together, if I had thought you didn't both have something to gain from the encounter. I will try to make sure that he gets back to you very soon as I'm sure that Nick and you are made for each other. He won't be a substitute for Dominic, but he'll come close. By the way, I put Sam in a bedroom with that large muscular guy you might have seen by the swimming pool, I'm sure they will get on like a house on fire!"
As he said these last words, Freddy laughed mischievously and then changed the subject,
"Breakfast? Help yourself to anything you fancy, food wise that is, although, come to think of it, anything else as well, if you have the time and the inclination!"
Martin laughed this time and said, solemnly,
"I have to leave soon, Freddy, so sadly I'll stick to just the food! Thanks all the same."
Martin and Freddy helped themselves to a plateful of food and a mug of coffee each and, as they ate, the pair maintained a companionable silence. Once the guest had finished his food and drink, he indicated that it was time for him to leave. Martin said that he planned to walk the short distance into the nearby village and catch one of the infrequent Sunday trains back up to London. With this in mind, if he left fairly smartly, Martin told his host, he would be in time to catch the train and get back to his flat at a reasonably early hour. Picking up the small overnight bag, Freddy walked with his old friend to the front door, where he and Martin embraced warmly. When they broke apart and before he slipped through the entrance and out into the warm morning air, Martin said to his host,
"Thank you once again for a great party! I'm only sorry I shall miss the second day but duty calls. Please look after Nick for me and try to persuade him to call me."
Freddy beamed back and said,
"It is I who should be thanking you for coming!! It's always a pleasure to see you and, rest assured, I will make sure Nick knows how you feel and tell him what we both hope he will do about it!"
As he had hoped, Martin arrived back at his flat in Central London in good time. Once home, he decided to have a nice long soak in the bath and then a long restful day so that he would be ready for duty early the following day. Martin spent some of the remainder of the day working on the first draft of his dissertation, something he had neglected for too long since he had been on active duty. When he finally retired to bed, and waited for sleep to come, Martin's head was filled with images of Nick's smooth, soft young body and of memories and fantasies about the attractive youngster. These thoughts inevitably brought a stirring in the groin and being a healthy young man in his early twenties, Martin reached down and began to run his hand up and down the hardening shaft of his prick. Within a short space of time, despite his tiredness, Martin was wanking his rock hard shaft as he fantasised about his next encounter with Nick and what they would do together. Realising what was about to happen, Martin reached over to the bedside cabinet to get a tissue and, moments later, unloaded a jet of spunk onto it as his prick fired yet another load of ball juice. Happy with both the satisfying climax and the sense of anticipation about his hoped-for meeting with Nick in the not too distant future, Martin lay back and went straight into a deep sleep, during which he dreamed vividly about being present at another of Freddy's parties. This was different from his friend's usual gatherings as, at this party, Martin kept meeting all the people that had ever meant a great deal to him and with whom he had shared his innermost desires and with whom he had also satisfied his sexual needs.
All too soon, the enjoyable and refreshing sleep and even more pleasant dream was rudely interrupted and brought to a sudden halt by the incessant ringing of Martin's early morning alarm and the young man staggered out of bed and into the shower in preparation for the day ahead. As Martin stood in the shower the warm water cascaded over his body and the young man worked shower gel and shampoo into his body and hair before stepping out to dry himself off and put on fresh clothing and got ready to leave for work. As he entered the Police Station that morning, Martin was blissfully unaware of what events lay in store for him later during his shift and that possibly the most important week of his life, certainly the most important since he joined the Police Force, was about to begin.
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