Date: Thu, 3 Apr 2014 11:26:54 +0100
From: Vintage Speedoboy
Subject: Balloon Mail Pen Pal
Balloon Mail Pen Pal
A story of young friendships by Vintagespeedoboy, this is entirely a work
of fiction.
This story started the day I launched a balloon carrying a message of
goodwill into the skies at a balloon race organized by my scout troop
during the May bank holiday weekend of 1970, being a good boy scout I
bought an entry into the balloon race & asked for & got a second balloon to
carry my goodwill message to wherever the winds might carry it, it was the
last balloon of the day & I gazed at it as it climbed into the sky, for a
few moments I held my breath watching it being dive bombed by a pair of
seagulls, fortunately they hadn't brought down the balloon & as I watched
it becoming a small dot in the sky I borrowed the troop leader's military
prismatic compass taking a sighting on its compass heading & when I got
home I plotted its course on a map of England determining that if the
balloon stayed true to its course it would have crossed the coast at
Clacton on sea in Essex.
Just over a week later I saw a letter addressed to me on the living room
table, it bore a strange looking stamp & the blue sticker which
said. "Luftpost, Par avion," denoting that this letter had arrived by air,
I was overjoyed at this letter, who could have sent it?, the return address
was Postfach 94104 Tittling, Germany, a look at the school atlas revealed
it was right down in the south eastern corner of Germany in Bavaria, I
called out. "Mum, I've got a letter from Germany!"
Mum replied. "I wonder who could have sent it, why don't you open it &
see."
I carefully opened the letter which had the typical handwriting of a boy;
he had made his best efforts to write this letter in his best English which
also included the address label which traveled with the balloon, the date
of the letter showed that the balloon was found the next day, it simply
read.
"J have found this mail in my parent's garden in Bavarinforest," & was
signed "Franz Schulz, 13 jahre."
OMG, this boy has my Christian name which is Francis & he's the same age as
me at 13, something made me smell the letter & I thought that I just caught
the slightest hint of his scent on the paper, somehow in my mind's eye I
could see this boy clearly, I showed mum the letter which she looked at
with a lot of interest & asked.
"Why don't you write young Franz a letter?"
"Yes mum, that's a very good idea, I'll do it right away."
I rode to my local shops on my bike, all my friends call these track bikes
which are normally an old stripped down bicycle either built from parts
scavenged from the local dump or an old discarded bike & most of these
bikes have MX style cow horn type handlebars.
I bought an air mail pad & a pack of envelopes, rode back home & wrote my
letter to Franz before returning to post it, I watched the postal clerk
weigh the letter before paying for the stamp & watching the letter go into
the mailbag.
The days seemed to pass by slowly, even during classes at school my mind
kept thinking about Franz, I worked hard at my evening paper round which
bought me my camping gear from the local army surplus shop, I was already
well kitted out for going on overnight hikes with a rucksack, sleeping bag,
groundsheet, British army mess tins, tin mug, cutlery, hexamine cooker,
military flat torch &c but no tent, I have the next best thing though, a
British army poncho!, this is an unbelievable garment even though it's 16
years old, the Victoria Rubber company stamp on it is dated 1954, it's my
cycling cape, a groundsheet & best of all it's my shelter at night having
learned how to erect it on its own or clipped together with another one to
form either a makeshift shelter known as a basha or a bivouac tent.
Last year I had some great sleepovers with my friends simply because we
know some great camping spots in the local woods nearby & learned how to
camouflage a basha from an old boy who sells newspapers at the cinema &
after several goes at it with friends got this down to a fine art, the real
benefit is of course having no one to disturb you especially as you're in a
shelter which is difficult to spot which is great as we've just started our
first forays into sex together safe in the knowledge that no one's likely
to see us, my best mate's also in my troop & my class at school, we've just
had an overnight camp in the basha close to the River Thames near Windsor
which is where I live, we went skinny dipping in the river which we thought
was really daring but didn't stay in long as the water's cold, we dried
ourselves & had to warm ourselves in our sleeping bags before we fondled
each others cocks, mine is about 6 inches when hard & Pete, my best mate is
about 5? inches, we zipped our sleeping bags together for a good feel up of
each other but had to unzip ourselves when we wank as we can both shoot
white spunk from our cocks.
(2)
I arrived from my paper round one day to see Franz's letter on the table &
opened it immediately, it was a nice long letter which Franz had obviously
taken a long time to write in English & also enclosed his photograph, he
has the same interests as me, he's also a boy scout who loves camping, he
cycles a lot, loves swimming & plays football, when I looked at his photo,
I was almost blown away & popped a boner right there & then, this boy was
really beautiful with his shoulder length blond hair, mine's dark & half
way down my back, he's the same height & build as me at 5ft 6 inches with a
muscular build dressed in a pair of shorts & tee shirt mounted on his
racing bike.
I spent the next 2 evenings writing my letter describing myself, my
interests & the last overnight camp by the river together with a lot of
small talk subjects which filled out 4 pages of paper before mum took my
picture with a Polaroid camera which I enclosed in the letter which cost a
bit more to send as it was overweight for air mail.
Franz's reply arrived in due course with another photo of himself in a
muscle man pose wearing just a pair of dark speedo swimming trunks with a
lake behind him, those trunks certainly didn't hide this 13 year olds
package which I guessed had to be somewhere around my size, I popped a huge
boner straight away & had a wank whilst looking at his photo, I just had to
get myself a pair of those trunks as they were skin tight form fitting, the
following Saturday I trawled the sports shops in Windsor & managed to find
a pair of bottle green speedos in my size, when I got home I couldn't get
them on fast enough & the feel of that thin silky nylon against my skin was
so awesome I popped another huge boner, like Franz's trunks these were of a
similar style to girls gym knickers shorts with a lower waistband, my cock
felt like it was just about to blast out a load of spunk, I now wanted
another pair which I bought the following Saturday in black.
I got Pete to photograph me in just my black Speedos & the pose we settled
on was one of me sat on my bike with the River Thames near Boveney as the
back drop as Franz had asked me for a photo of myself in just my swimming
trunks in his letter, once again I wrote him a nice long letter enclosing
the photo sealing the envelope with a kiss & wondering if he too was going
to have a wank looking at my photo.
His next letter describes how people sit around & sunbathe in the nude in
parks & swim naked in rivers & lakes, this being England there's very
little of that goes on with a strong likelihood of being arrested for
indecency if caught, I tried to visualize a society where most people were
naked & popped such a huge boner I had to run to my room & blast out more
spunk, I have seen photos such as this in a magazine called 'Health &
efficiency', one or two boys nick these from Smiths & show them at the back
of the bike sheds at school, every time I see one of these magazines I
always get a boner.
Our swimming period for the summer term is the second period of the morning
at the local outdoor pool, for part of the first period we read our school
library books, like most boys I too was wearing my nice new black swimming
trunks underneath my school trousers reading an erotic book concealed
within another dust jacket, reading this book gave me such a huge boner my
cock was straining against the thin nylon material, it got so hard that its
head popped out of its foreskin, pre cum was now oozing out from my cock
wetting my trunks, the feelings were so awesome I tried to keep as still as
possible, I began to think that Pete who sat next to me must surely had
heard the change in my breathing, by now, my cock was on a hair trigger as
those feelings built up in my balls & the head of my cock, the slightest
move inside my trunks would set it off which it did, I felt every single
one of those huge squirts as my spunk gushed into my speedos, I had
definitely shot a big load & a huge wet patch now appeared on the front of
my school trousers, I could now smell my own spunk & I bet Pete was also
getting a good nostril full as well although he didn't say anything or made
a move.
Luckily my wet patch wasn't noticed when we walked to the coach which drove
us to the pool, I made sure I took a shower before walking onto poolside
washing the spunk out from my trunks before joining my classmates with
everyone except perhaps one none the wiser & he wasn't going to say
anything.
Myself, Pete & a few boys in my form are placed in the lifesaving group
which means that we will be taking our Bronze Medallions at the end of
term, the town of Windsor is known for its castle & royalty often are in
residence there, with the royal connections to the Royal Life Saving
Society, lifesaving is an important activity here & for a lad of 13 to be
taking a Bronze Medallion he would have to be a very strong swimmer & can
work as a lifeguard in a pool when he's older.
The outdoor pool here is very popular during the summer months & it's also
close to the River Thames so the sight of youngsters in just their
swimsuits is a very common one round here, it's also a local cruising site
with a public toilet sited on the opposite side of the car park, one can
usually find a boy for sex here or be picked up by men for sex, my thoughts
went to Franz possibly having a good time here.
(3)
Another letter arrived from Franz with a photograph of him just in his
swimming trunks, this time he was sporting a huge boner which the trunks
did little to conceal, a closer look revealed a wet spot on his speedos,
OMG the boy was leaking pre cum from his cock when that photo was taken
which looks as though it was taken in his back garden, he would have
required the assistance of a very good friend to have that photo taken, I
couldn't get to my room fast enough to blast out more spunk from my cock as
I looked at that photo, I duly wrote out the reply & left it for the time
being, that photo was certainly no Polaroid & he would no doubt expect the
same from me which did pose a problem which would arise when having them
processed in a shop, I would have to find a photographer who could take
this photo.
I rode to the public toilets in the pool car park after school & stood at
the urinal hoping for a pickup, this really was exciting especially when
men came in & felt my boner, I wanked a couple of them off & hit the
jackpot on the third one, I had seen this person before who drives a
Jaguar, as I was giving him a good wank I asked him.
"I'm looking for a good photographer to take some photos of myself &
process them."
He was taken by surprise at my request, looked out of the door & said."
"Can you meet me here at 9 o clock on Saturday morning? & I will require
you for the weekend."
This really did put me on the spot, I had to ask a boy to cover my paper
round & I would have to tell my parents, I may be able to wangle it by
telling them that I've been invited for a weekend sleepover with a friend
which is what I did, I readied my overnight bag with my speedos & walked to
the waiting jaguar parked in the pool car park, he drove to a curtained up
shop in London's Acton Lane, we went inside & I immediately saw it was a
photographers studio, after a light snack Don the photographer wanted me to
pose as a model for a series of clothing shots to which I readily agreed.
The photo shoot took the rest of the morning & most of the afternoon with
me dressing into various sports kit, suits, jackets, trousers & even
swimming trunks, most of these photos were for mail order catalogue
companies such as John Moores & Lilywhites the sportswear department store
in London, the final clothes shot was for an ultra lightweight pair of
white linen summer trousers which were almost see through with a sheer
white shirt & tie, I looked very smart in those clothes & he was about to
take the first picture when he spotted that I was wearing black underwear
which was my black speedo swimming trunks, he couldn't take the photo &
rummaged through some boxes looking for white underwear in my size which he
didn't have, he made some coffee whilst he thought about it & we took a
break making small talk before he looked into his swimwear box & found what
he was looking for, it was a pair of white thin nylon speedo swimming
trunks, passing them to me he said. "You had better put those on young
fellow."
I changed into the white swimming trunks & put the trousers back on whilst
Don finally adjusted the clothes, placed me into the required pose & looked
me over with a critical eye before finally taking a series of photos, those
trunks were only single skinned with another layer of thin nylon at the
front, already I could see the colour of my skin at the hips which meant
these would go see through when wet, I would find out later that they would
go totally transparent.
I thought about Franz whilst wearing them & my cock soon sprang a boner,
Don immediately noticed this & said.
"You'd better hurry up & get out of those clothes," my cock was now
starting to ooze pre cum forming a wet spot on the trunks making the piss
slit perfectly visible, fortunately it hadn't got through to the white
trousers, giving me a look he said. "You may as well keep them now, just
don't go wearing them to a public pool."
I was over the moon at getting that pair of trunks which I could only wear
down at the river, the doorbell rang with a blond haired youth of about 18
at the door, he looked really gorgeous wearing identical white clothes
which I had just been wearing & those trousers did nothing to hide his huge
bulge, after introductions over coffee we sat down & made small talk whilst
he gazed at my crotch, his huge cock became fully hard with pre cum flowing
out from his cock into an ever growing wet spot before trickling down the
front of his trousers, the wet spot had grown so large that the head of his
cock became perfectly visible, I could see the speedo emblem on the top of
his thigh which meant that he had to be wearing a pair of white speedos,
Don obviously saw this & decided to take our order for a Chinese take away
meal before leaving the shop.
Rob the youth stroked his cock saying. "He'll be gone for a ? hour, come
with me," he led me into a bedroom with a double bed before kissing,
fondling & making love to me with my hard cock almost bursting in my
speedos, he pulled off my tee shirt & massaged my nipples sending awesome
tingling sensations to my balls & the head of my cock as I felt a single
squirt of my spunk gush into my speedos before he pulled my jeans & Speedos
down, lubed me up & slowly pushed his huge 8 inch cock into my hole, he
left it there to settle for some minutes which although it hurt a bit I
could feel every one of his twitches before he pounded into me, he didn't
last long as I felt his cock swell up with every single one of his blasts
of spunk into me as my cock blasted out a huge load over the towel he
placed on the bed.
(4)
We sat down on the couch in an awesome afterglow from the amazing sex with
Rob, he lit up 2 cigarettes & passed me one which gave me an awesome head
rush as I hadn't smoked for at least a day, Don entered the shop with our
meals which we soon tucked into, these really were a good filling meal
which was cooked by an excellent Chinese cook followed by Rob & myself
sharing a bottle of German lager, at the end of the evening I retired for
the night into the double bed with Rob who wanted me to sleep with him in
the nude which is how I normally sleep at home.
It wasn't long before I felt his huge cock pushing against my cock & balls
which was already hard & wet with pre cum, his ministrations continued as
we made love to each other, this time it was my turn to fuck him, Rob
showed me how to lube him up & enlarge his hole with my fingers before
pushing my cock into him, it went in very easily which is not an experience
I've ever had this being my first time I was fucking someone which is a
completely new experience.
My cock felt the hardest its ever been in its life with an awesome tingling
at my slit, I massaged my nipples making my balls tingle & it wasn't long
before I blasted my spunk into Rob's hole, we swapped places with Rob now
fucking me with his huge cock, again he didn't last long as I felt him
squirt his spunk into me, finally we showered together & dumped the spunk
from our holes down the toilet before drying ourselves & smoking cigarettes
before falling soundly asleep.
The following morning we showered & ate a full breakfast before driving to
a rural location for the photograph I wanted for Franz, I stripped off my
clothes down to my trunks whilst Rob fondled me, I soon became hard in my
trunks with my cock now straining against the material as the head pushed
through the foreskin, pre cum flowed from my cock with Rob taking great
care to avoid me shooting off my spunk into my trunks yet Don wanted to
capture a large wet patch with a trickle down the front of my trunks which
proved to be a fine dividing line, Don had his eyes on my bulge all the
time & on his signal I took the pose for the money shot, he caught it just
as my cock swelled up with the first hint of the start of the first of a
series of jets of spunk blasting into my swimming trunks, when I received
the photo, I looked at it with a magnifying glass & I could easily see the
bead of my spunk just as it started to appear from the slit & penetrated
the nylon covering my cock, Don explained to me in his letter that it was a
1000 to 1 lucky shot, I bought a suitably sized envelope & mailed both the
letter & photo to Franz in the knowledge that he will definitely run to his
room & blast out a load of spunk.
I received ?10 for my photo shoot with Don & won ?5 for winning the balloon
race, my balloon had landed near Peenemunde where the V1 flying bomb was
initially built during WW2, this piece of information means that my balloon
must have flown over the Baltic sea into Germany, I now had a tidy amount
saved up & there were more photo shoots to come meaning more sex & more
money.
I went swimming in the river in those white speedos & OMG, they went
totally transparent, my cock, balls & pubic bush was on display for
everyone to see, there was not a hint of white on my skin around my thighs,
hips & Buttocks which were on perfect view to whoever walked by, I might
just as well be skinny dipping & yet it was exhilarating to be wearing
those swimming trunks, I am definitely going to look after these.
Another latter arrived from Franz with a page written by his mum, Franz
said that the photo was awesome & he did carefully study it, his mum's
letter was the real surprise, she was inviting me over for a stay with
them, I was also to bring my scout uniform & camping kit to spend a week on
summer camp with a German scout troop, this was my wildest dreams come
true, Thoughts of how Franz & myself would spend the holiday raced through
my mind, would I be brave enough to sunbathe in the nude in a public park?,
what about skinny dipping?, judging by Franz's letters I would be doing
that a lot, I was so thrilled I whooped for joy kissing the letter before
showing mum which pleased her & she got straight onto applying for my
passport.
At the end of the school's summer term we took & passed our Bronze
Medallion lifesaving tests although we won't receive our medallions until
the autumn term in September, I done some more photo shoots with Don having
more amazing sex with his models during sleepovers at his studio, he kindly
let me have those sheer white linen summer trousers, the sheer shirt &
threw in a couple of ties, I looked very smart in that outfit although the
white speedos I wore underneath could be seen from quite a distance away,
the shirt showed my upper body through the material showing all my chest
muscles & nipples nicely together with the colour of my skin, wherever I
walked I got loads of looks which I bet gave some of the onlookers erotic
thoughts, the trousers certainly did nothing to hide my bulge which also
got loads of glances, I went into the toilets in the pool car park wearing
those clothes & had someone give me a good wank, another day I was just
wearing just those white speedos outside those toilets & got pulled by a
young teenager, we went into a cubicle & fucked each other almost senseless
before we left.
(5)
Our troop went to the Furzefields scout camp site at Littlehampton, both
Pete & myself slept in an old US army 2 man pup tent which was both cozy &
roomy enough for both of us inside, we had to be very quiet whenever we had
sex inside, at night the inside of the tent was pitch black with torch
light unable to penetrate the canvas, obviously something the army must
have thought about for tactical reasons which I remember an air cadet
telling me about.
We went swimming at Littlehampton's West beach, I wore my bottle green
trunks on the beach as it wouldn't do to be wearing a pair which has had
several loads of spunk shot into them in front of the scouts, a lifeguard
came over to me with the intention of telling me off for wearing a pair of
schoolgirl gym knickers until he saw the tie cord & the logo, we struck up
a conversation which I listened to in awe when he told me that my trunks
reminded him of a boy scout from Maidenhead who rescued a boy who was swept
out to sea on an airbed & ended up in hospital after being stung by a
jellyfish for which he was decorated for bravery.
He recounted a truly amazing story of the young lad who risked his life to
save the boy about 4 years ago, what was really amazing was him meeting his
younger brother a year later who was still distraught about his elder
brother running away & cried his eyes out, we parted company with the
youngster's name & address, I really wanted to see him to find out more
about his story which I'll do during the holidays.
All too soon scout camp was over, I now had to wash my uniform, pack my
suitcase, rucksack &c, mum bought me a pair of PJ's insisting that I wear
them to bed whilst in Germany, I hadn't worn PJ's for years & wondered 'Why
now!'.
Mum saw me off at Heathrow for the flight to Munich which was my first time
on a plane & I loved every moment of the flight, both Franz & his mum met
me at the airport & OMG!, this boy was stunningly beautiful, we hugged each
other at the arrivals gate & I felt Franz's huge boner against mine, a sign
of times to come.
We arrived in his mum's Mercedes to a nice looking house reminiscent of a
cuckoo clock on the town's outskirts, Franz led me to the bedroom where I
unpacked & took a shower before changing into a tee shirt & shorts, we
would be sleeping together in a double bed, I started visualizing the times
we are about to spend together & popped a huge boner in my shorts just as
Franz entered the room, when he saw my boner he clutched it through my
shorts holding it for a few seconds, looked at me with a wry smile &
said. "This is good, I like it."
We didn't waste any time having our first wank together, his cock was the
equal of mine in size with a huge blond pubic bush & when this boy came he
really did shoot out a big load for a 13 year old, I must have counted at
least a dozen really huge squirts of his spunk which must have landed about
5-6 feet away & his cock just kept on with its contractions in my hand, he
dipped his finger into the remaining spunk on his cock & licked it before
doing the same & offering me a lick, I had to take it so as not to offend
my host & was surprised that it tasted good, Franz had just given me an
entr,e for the lunch we were just about to eat.
His mum was a really good cook & the meal certainly bore this out, this was
my first taste of proper German food & certainly was a filling meal of
varying breads, cheeses, hams, &c, we relaxed in the bedroom making small
talk, Franz sometimes had to think through his reply in English much as I
sometimes had to repeat myself slowly although we never got frustrated at
our communications with each other, we went for a cycle tour of the town on
2 racing bikes in brilliant late afternoon sunshine, the town itself is
surrounded by beautiful countryside with rolling hills, much of it farmland
with forested areas of both deciduous & conifers, just as we arrived at the
local swimming pool a voice called out to Franz, we rode up to a boy of the
same age & size, they both spoke in German before Franz spoke quietly in
his ear, the boy looked at me with a knowing look of approval, smiled &
replied. "Ja."
Franz told me that he's a boy who's both in his class at school & his scout
troop, his name's Heinz & we shook hands, Heinz had dark blond hair with
blue eyes, he had a typical swimmers build which I later learned he was on
his local swim team, Franz then said to me. "Heinz will be spending the
night with us," as Heinz looked at me with a smirk, I immediately guessed
where this was leading to & seeing Heinz's growing boner in his shorts
confirmed it for me.
That evening both Heinz & myself checked through my camping kit & he became
intrigued at my poncho, I carefully explained to Franz that it was both a
shelter sheet & a rain cape for bicycles, both lads had the triangular
'Zeltbahn', as they looked through my kit it became obvious especially when
Franz gesticulated a cycling movement with his hands, pointed to each of us
saying. "We three will go on a bicycle camping together."
I said. "Yes, Ja," I loved the idea of a cycle camping trip together &
these two were already old hands at it which thrilled me, we were called
for the evening meal of 'Eintopf' which is a stew with 'Apfelstrugel' for
dessert after which we went out to their summer house & sat around a small
table, it wasn't long before Heinz beckoned me to him where he hugged me
before fondling & kissing me, he pushed his huge boner into my crotch & I
held him by his firm buttocks before he took off my tee shirt & massaged my
nipples, he really was a strong healthy hot boy & there was more to come
from him.
(6)
The three of us were about to retire into that huge bed when I took the
PJ's out from my suitcase; Franz saw this & waved his finger
saying. "Nein," it was a huge relief not to be wearing them, I was now
lying naked in bed between two hot German boys who were also naked & the
fun was just about to start, we all had huge boners being fondled by each
other, Heinz's cock was shorter than mine at 5 inches with a dark pubic
bush & larger balls than myself, as I stroked his cock a bead of pre cum
appeared at the slit before it ran down his cock in a trickle, he stopped
me there as he now wanted to pound it into my hole.
After lubing up he slowly pushed his cock into my hole & left it there, I
knew straight away that this boy really knew what he was doing & massaged
my nipples whilst he waited, he didn't hurt me although I felt really full
with him inside me feeling his cock swell every time it twitched, Franz
guided us to where he wanted us on the bed placing a towel in front of me
before Heinz pounded into me like a possessed rapist, it wasn't long before
I felt about 6 gushes of his spunk into my hole before Franz took his
place, he was more gentle with his larger cock which was about to unload a
huge load into me, my cock was now on a hair trigger with both the head &
balls tingling to the point of being ticklish, Franz's first huge blast of
spunk triggered my cock to blast spunk out all over the towel.
We laid there in an awesome afterglow & I took out a cigarette which I was
just about to light when Franz shot me an evil look bellowing. "Nein!, no!,
you must go outside into the garden!."
We dressed in tee shirts & shorts & went to the far side of the garden
before lighting up, Heinz, like me regularly smoked during the day & Franz
might have just one or two & followed each cigarette with a strong mint to
hide the tobacco smell from his mum, we finally retired to bed for a good
night's sleep.
The following morning the breakfast table was garnished with an assortment
of breads, cheeses, liver sausage, salamis, jams, & muesli with jugs of
orange juice & milk, I have never seen a breakfast like this in my entire
life which was reminiscent of a buffet at a restaurant, one simply took
one's pick from the table followed by strong coffee.
Afterwards we prepared our camping kit & the bicycles for a ride out in the
country with an overnight stay, our first stop was a military surplus &
camping shop for some army ration packs, Esbit cookers &c, we wore our
rucksacks on our backs with our makeshift tents, poles, pegs &c lashed onto
the racks of the bikes with bungee cords which would prove useful when it
came to erecting our large shelter basha/zeltbahn.
We rode to the Bavarian forest museum, a place steeped in history showing
typical buildings over the last 5 centuries, the forests have been managed
here for centuries supplying wood for the region, as well as farming, this
really was a place of beauty with very interesting artifacts depicting the
skills of local craftsmen, there was also a shop & caf, where we bought
some ice cold drinks, I like visiting museums & this place certainly left a
lasting impression on me.
We rode through the countryside to a river with a large elongated island,
this was like a meadow with a few trees, the access was on the far side of
the island, both zeltbahns were joined to the poncho by tying them together
with string before erecting the shelter with zeltbahn poles, laying out the
groundsheet & sleeping bags, my hosts obviously knew this place well having
camped here a lot & before long we were lying naked on the grass sunbathing
with not a soul in sight.
As the evening approached we thought about our evening meal & took out our
ration packs, these were British military 24 hour packs with small tins of
food, biscuits like cardboard but ok for thickening soups & stews, fruit
biscuits like garibaldi biscuits, oatmeal block, chocolate bar, sweets,
tea, coffee, sugar, powdered milk &c, fortunately my two hosts have used
these before so we teamed up to cook our meals on the solid fuel cookers.
Within minutes the air was heavy with the scent of burning hexamine tablets
in both Esbits & my hexamine tommy cooker, we made something resembling a
minced beef curry without the curry flavour followed by a fruit cocktail &
mugs of coffee, it wasn't a particularly good meal although it did fill us
up, I later cooked the packet of thick chicken soup in my large mess tin
for our nightcap at last light which we shared with a cigarette each.
Franz said. "We have to be inside our sleeping bags before the light goes
otherwise it will be hard to see at night," he wasn't wrong, both zeltbahns
& my poncho which was already 16 years old & quite a heavy item didn't
allow light to shine through, we had discussed camouflaging our shelter
although both my hosts thought it unnecessary, we each had a bedtime wank
before falling asleep.
We awoke to a misty morning with dew on the grass & the sounds of birdsong,
we exited the shelter & walked naked to the river for a swim, I was on a
euphoric high being with these two who were very strong swimmers especially
Heinz who's front crawl stroke was very neat, it was sheer bliss watching
these two perfectly sculptured bodies in action.
(7)
With the trees on the opposite bank it would be some time before the sun
shines onto the grass drying the dew & our shelter, after breakfast we laid
down naked on our towels making small talk with a cigarette each, by mid
morning we still laid there in the sun & it wasn't long before our shelter
was dry, we went inside for another wank before dressing, finally striking
camp & riding home.
After lunch we rode to a campsite a few miles away on the banks of the same
river, the site comprised a long grass meadow beside the river which is
also a popular swimming hole despite the bottom being rocky in parts which
ended at a nearby dam, already there were people sunbathing naked on the
grass & others in the water with & without swimsuits, although we all had
trunks on under our shorts we took all our clothes off, applied sunscreen
to each other & laid naked on our towels & swimming naked in the river, as
day visitors we each paid just a few pfennigs for the site fees.
By now I was getting used to this nudity thing & the feared boners in
public never seemed to happen although I was told if they did, nobody cared
although a child might gaze at you, we remained there till late afternoon &
swam naked in the river before riding back for our evening meal & packing
for scout camp the next day.
Heinz went home to pack his kit leaving just the pair of us in that huge
bed; we pounded our cocks into each others holes before going out into the
garden for a cigarette admiring the night sky before we finally retired for
the night.
We rose early to meet the coach at the local school for the trip to the
shores of Lake Constance, every scout was required to bring his zeltbahn
with poles as a hike with an overnight stay was planned during the camp, as
my scout uniform comprised long trousers I was loaned a pair of scout
shorts to wear instead, the leaders supervised the loading of the coach
owing to finding space for 5 'kohte' tents, these are known as the black
tent which is erected like a Red Indian teepee out of triangular tent
sheets similar to & larger than the zeltbahn, each tent is supported by a
pair of long poles lashed at the top to form an external A frame which
every camp site has a stock of, there is also a separate groundsheet for
the tent, during winter a solid fuel stove is sited in the centre of the
tent with its chimney protruding through the apex of the tent, this type of
tent has been in use with the scout movement in Germany for many years.
The party comprised of 16 boys, 4 teenage rover scouts & 2 adult leaders,
being teenage boys everyone was in high spirits during the drive to the
camp site, having arrived at our allotted site we set to work erecting
those huge tents, all the boys worked like a well oiled machine in erecting
them, our tents would be sleeping 4 boys & one rover to keep them in check
with both adult leaders sharing one huge tent., fortunately the 3 of us
were kept together in the one tent with the 4th boy Franz's 15 year old
patrol leader who spoke perfect English.
Seigfreid stood about 2 inches taller than myself with closely cropped dark
brown hair, brown eyes & a muscular build with pin sharp muscular
definition to his powerfully built legs, this boy was a rising star
football player & a very strong swimmer who wore his lifesaving badge on
his left sleeve, he was very capable of both running & swimming long
distances & had the deep stamina to last 90 minutes on the football pitch,
he was also a very effective small group leader, I looked in awe at this
Greek god look alike wondering how he was going to treat me, fortunately he
was very amiable & we struck up a long conversation as we laid out our
bedding.
We erected our dining shelter with folding tables & chairs before we all
changed into tee shirts, shorts & plimsolls, Seigfried came out of the tent
with a football & started doing the most amazing ball control tricks before
he called us together for a kick about, we were in our element with the
ball & it seemed as though Seigfreid was a true magician with that ball,
soon the session had to end as there was the evening meal to prepare, cook
& serve, we now had to place our dishes & cutlery on the table ready which
for me was British army mess tins, brown enameled mug & clip together
cutlery set.
I was tasked to peel & cut potatoes to size before preparing other
vegetables for the Eintopf chicken & vegetable stew which will cook in a
Dixie over an open fire, when cooked it was ladled out in portions for
everyone & for those who wanted a dessert it was a fruit cocktail from a
large catering size tin, it was definitely a filling meal, when you have a
group of very active teenage lads on a lot of activities throughout the
camp they have very healthy appetites.
I walked to the camp's ablution block to take a long shower & use the
toilet, I wore only my black speedo swimming trunks & it wasn't long before
I was joined by Seigfried, he wore royal blue speedo swimming trunks on the
walk over & was already packing a huge hard cock inside, as he pulled his
trunks down his cock must have been about 8 inches & really fat, he just
stood there stroking it asking. "Do you like what I am showing you?".
I stood there frozen to the spot totally speechless before he said. "Don't
worry, it's ok, Franz has told me about you."
He then took hold of my hard cock & started stroking it slowly as he slowly
kissed & fondled me.
(8)
Seigfreid wanted his cock buried inside my hole as lust took over him, his
kissing, fondling & making love became more urgent with his cock oozing pre
cum which trickled down his cock onto his balls before finally dripping on
the floor, he lubed both of us up from a tube in his wash bag before his
huge cock touched my hole sending waves of pleasure through me.
He slowly pushed his monstrous cock into my hole taking his time, it really
started hurting me & I begged him to pull it back out, I was almost in
tears especially when it expanded momentarily every time it twitched which
was very frequent, I finally felt his balls against my buttocks & he just
left it there, after a while the pain subsided leaving a pleasurable
feeling of fullness, I now had the biggest cock I had ever seen in my life
inside me wondering in awe how he ever got that monster up there.
Seigfeid didn't smoke & now he wanted one of my cigarettes, I lit him one &
passed it to him, taking a few slow puffs he now experienced an awesome
head rush, his cock was twitching wildly on the point of unloading his
spunk into me before he inhaled the smoke, it had the effect he desired
which now tamed his rampant cock which still remained like a rod of iron
inside me although the twitching had almost stopped as he just left it
there.
My cock was on the point of exploding & I hurriedly lit a cigarette gulping
in a huge intake of smoke, the head rush hit me almost immediately calming
my cock down, when we finished our cigarettes, Seigfried slowly pumped his
cock into me as he held me by the hips whispering sweet nothings in German
before it suddenly swelled up as he uttered. "Ich komme!," as he unloaded
his spunk into me, I felt every single one of his blasts of hot spunk which
were a long time between each of them even with my hole spasming around his
cock as my spunk blasted out onto the floor.
We finished by showering together & I now had to unload Seigfried's load
into the toilet, we must have spent ages kissing & making love before we
finally put on our swimming trunks & walked back to the tent, as I tucked
myself into my sleeping bag, Both Franz & Heinz had smiles & knowing looks
on their faces.
After breakfast we changed into our uniforms for church parade, the rovers
inspected us to check our uniforms were clean & tidy, that we all had
showers &c before attending an open air Sunday mass which is held by a
local catholic priest, the alter consisted of a table with a white cloth
draped over it, 2 candle lanterns burned at the sides of the table with a
red lantern at the centre on top of a pole together with a crucifix & a
chalice which stood on the table, our pews consisted of folding portable
chairs with a small book on each, the religious denomination of both our
scout troops is Roman Catholic & we all wore a Kyro badge on our uniforms
to denote this, there were scouts from other troops also in attendance
together with youngsters from other youth organizations.
The weather for the service was fine & sunny with a few wisps of cloud, a
gentle breeze blowing & birdsong all around, the rest of the day's
activities were dinghy sailing, kayaking, swimming &c ending with a 2 hour
cruise on board a large passenger carrying vessel on Lake Constance, we
returned to our camp site to find the warden verbally enquiring about some
fluids on the floor in the ablutions block together with cigarette butts,
they were discovered by a junior cleaner who reported it to his supervisor,
both Seigfried & I looked at each other & said nothing.
I woke up the following morning with my cock as hard as a rod of iron
straining against the thin nylon of the swimming trunks I wore during the
night, the head had already slipped out from its foreskin giving me awesome
sensations to my cock, the front of my trunks was soaked right through
which I thought must have been a heavy sustained leakage of pre cum, I was
in for a surprise when I exited my sleeping bag, whilst I slept I had a wet
dream & unloaded a huge amount of spunk into my black speedos, taking my
wash bag I quickly walked to the ablution block, took a shower & hand
washed my speedos before wringing as much water out of them as possible
before walking back wearing wet trunks.
I dressed in my tee shirt, shorts & plimsolls still wearing the wet trunks
knowing that they'll soon dry with the warmth of my body.
I joined the others for camp work tasks in preparing breakfast, we were
having a large breakfast as later on we were starting out on our overnight
hike, with breakfast finished together with washing & drying up the rovers
carried out a kit inspection to ensure that everyone had the required
equipment, I used this time to clean my mess tins thoroughly with a brillo
pad, we were given army field rations, esbit cookers with extra fuel,
refilled our water bottles, the rovers given maps &c before we set off, our
next few meals would come from the field rations of which both myself &
Franz had some leftovers from the British items.
We set off on a fine day with intermittent sunshine owing to the clouds & a
fresh breeze wearing our uniforms, we were thankful for the weather
conditions especially with the hills on route, fortunately we had frequent
rest stops in deference to the younger scouts, I being paired up with a 12
year old called Carl, he was a cheerful blond who always smiled about 5
foot 2 inches & surprisingly strong for his light build, I just wish he
spoke English as I was now becoming attached to him.
(9)
Fortunately Seigfried translated for him whenever we spoke & after a few
miles it seemed as though we could read each others thoughts, this was
Carl's first hike with an overnight stay & my thoughts went out to him
carrying his zeltbahn which wasn't exactly light, neither was my poncho
which is made of the same material as British army gas capes only larger,
fortunately Carl had Swiss army lightweight aluminium zeltbahn poles & ?
inch aluminium wire tent pegs with him so someone had obviously chosen his
kit wisely.
This boy looked sexy in his nicely tailored shorts with the leg hems at
crotch level almost like a pair of square cut swimming trunks, they were a
nice loose comfortable fit on him, his unblemished legs only had a light
covering of peach fuzz & sometimes you could just see the bottom of his
white underwear, my thoughts kept thinking about sex with this boy, I did
wonder if he had started producing spunk yet?, with a language barrier
between us he probably wouldn't mind being fondled, maybe even hugged, it
wouldn't be until the evening when I did find out.
We stopped for our morning break & surprisingly Carl was still as fresh as
a daisy, had he been a boy of that age in my troop, he would be needing
longer rest periods as there isn't many hills around Windsor which would
challenge a boy, I wanted a cigarette & signaled to Heinz who also wanted
one, we crept behind some bushes & lit up soon to be joined by Franz.
The Rovers checked their map & plotted a course to our lunch stop where we
cooked our meals, I helped Carl with his & we were soon on our way, it was
a huge relief to be walking through the forests along tracks which is a lot
cooler than out in the open much to the relief of everyone, our route took
us up & down hills to our afternoon stop in a forest clearing with a clear
water stream where we brewed up tea or coffee, I chose to drink tea at this
point as it really is a good thirst quencher, we refilled our water bottles
from the stream by ladling the water in with our mugs & popped in a
purifying tablet, we set off again as our overnight stop was another 3
hours away till we came to the edge of a forest overlooking a valley,
camping on higher ground would mean that we would be warmer at night.
Having arrived at our overnight stop which had a beautiful view, the boys
set about erecting their zeltbahn shelters into diamond shaped tents, I had
the problem of mating a British poncho to a German zeltbahn, Carl's one
being a sand coloured item, we started by laying both sheets on the ground
whilst Siegfried came over & translated for us, we arrived at a ? diamond
tent for the zeltbahn with my poncho tied lengthways along the raised
portion which is the longest edge of its triangle, my poncho has a series
of eyeletted holes & poppers along both sides which enable it to be mated
to the earlier British gas cape or groundsheet or a current issue NATO
poncho which we tied with twine to the zeltbahn's buttons, this now
extended the bivouac tent shape which was finally pegged to the ground, we
dispensed with the central pole tying the apex to an overhanging branch
with twine & removed one pole to give the entrance a lower apex of about 27
inches before we laid out our groundsheets, bedding & cooked our evening
meal.
After dinner, Carl felt tired & went inside the bivouac to rest leaving me
to wash up both his & my mess kits, I met Franz & Heinz beside the stream
where we had a cigarette each & made small talk before returning to the
bivouac to find Carl lying naked on top of his sleeping bag sporting a
boner amongst a few hairs, seeing his form just lying there prompted my
lust for the boy, I just laid beside him while he stroked his 5 inch cock,
a bead of clear pre cum oozed from his slit gradually expanding before
trickling down his cock, I stroked his thigh before cupping his balls with
my hand eliciting a sigh before massaging his nipples sending pleasure
sensations to his cock & balls & him now humping with his hips as he slowly
wanked his cock when a fountain of watery spunk blasted out hitting his
face & leaving a long pool on his chest.
I dipped my finger in his spunk & licked it which really tasted nice before
I sucked it off his cock, he thrashed around writhing & screaming with the
overpowering sensation in his balls begging me to stop, I put my head
quickly out of the entrance knowing that someone will surely come &
investigate Carl's screams, fortunately that someone was Seigfried who
gazed at me with a knowing look on his face & walked away, we laid there
just kissing & fondling each other as lust ran through me, I really wanted
to pound that boy's hole, pre cum constantly flowed out of my cock making a
huge wet patch in my speedos which I had worn all day under my shorts, the
bivouac was too low for me to fuck Carl so I motioned to him to put on his
tee shirt, shorts & plimsolls which he did.
We walked some distance away from the camp site with my cock hard inside my
speedos all the time as the thin nylon rubbed against its exposed head
almost making me come in my speedos, we found a suitable spot in dense
vegetation & I prepared both Carl's hole & my cock for some amazing sex
with this boy.
(10)
I rested the head of my cock at the entrance of his hole giving him
pleasure sensations, having put 3 fingers in there I knew the boy was going
to be a tight fit & slowly pushed my cock inside him which had gone well so
far, his cock was hard oozing pre cum which dripped onto the ground, as I
pushed further this really started hurting him, he screamed in pain begging
me to stop & started crying, I had to respect his wishes & pulled out
immediately hugging & comforting him whilst I smoked a cigarette.
Carl asked me for a puff as he pointed to the cigarette & I obliged, he
took about 3 puffs before experiencing a head rush, despite what had just
transpired he was still hard as a nail & oozing pre cum, I gave his nipples
a massage before kneeling down & sucking his cock which is the first time
I've done it & took great care in doing it before he blasted a jet of his
spunk into my mouth within seconds taking me by surprise & swallowing it
with Carl looking on in total amazement before we walked back to camp &
Carl entered the bivouac.
I walked back to the same spot with Seigfried with both our cocks hard, by
now the front of my trunks inside my shorts were almost drenched in pre cum
& I don't think Seigfried was also far short of the mark either, after
lubing up, he took his time entering me & just left it there, it was only a
matter of seconds before it started twitching wildly & I passed him a
cigarette which tamed that huge rampant cock of his to just an occasional
twitch as the head rush took hold.
My cock was now oozing pre cum which dripped onto the ground & those
feelings built up so fast that I had to smoke another cigarette & tame my
cock otherwise it would have just blasted out a load.
After we became settled, he slowly pounded me with his cock as the feelings
built up again before several huge bursts of spunk flew out of my cock with
an awesome orgasm which nearly made me scream with my hole clamping onto
Seigfrieds cock triggering a huge fusillade of his spunk into me with him
gasping at every blast.
We sat down smoking another cigarette each before I emptied the spunk from
my hole, walked back to camp & returned with Franz for another pounding
from his cock when Heinz joined us & pounded into Franz.
We retired after drinking our nightcaps & even as both Carl & myself laid
there inside our bivouac we heard others walking in the general direction
of our site of iniquity which had to be the rovers, we just laid in our
sleeping bags & let them get on with it, it wasn't long before Carl
unzipped his sleeping bag & just laid there with his cock getting hard
again, we kissed, fondled & made love to each other before he motioned me
to suck his cock again, this boy was a lot hotter than I thought, it was
already pitch black inside the bivouac especially as the end of my
groundsheet was now upturned with our rucksacks blocking the entrance
necessitating me to switch on my torch.
Carl purred like a kitten as my mouth took in his cock tasting his pre cum,
it was twitching quite a lot & he was humping me with his hips, for a 12
year old he certainly had an insatiable sex drive & didn't take long to
unload another blast of his watery spunk into my mouth which I swallowed, I
was now acquiring a taste for boy spunk.
I lit a cigarette & immediately Carl wanted me to share it with him which I
did knowing at least the smoke will find its way out through the joint
between both our shelters, as I laid there, my thoughts went to Don's
photographic models, he had a lot of them in his book & one of them lived
only a few miles away called Matthew who was now 14, something kept
niggling my brain about the address I was given at Littlehampton by the
lifeguard, I remembered the name from Don's book which I managed to sneak a
look at, there was only one thing for it, I dived into my rucksack for my
note book by torchlight & found it, I whooped for joy when I saw his name
fuelling a longing to have sex with him, he is a good looking boy having
also seen his photograph in Don's book.
I couldn't get Matthew out of my mind, somehow I kept visualizing him
clearly especially from the swimwear shots in just a pair of white speedos,
I then realized that he must have worn the pair in my rucksack, OMG, did he
unload any fluids from his cock? & washed them afterwards, that thought
alone gave me a huge boner which the head sliding out from its foreskin &
straining hard against the nylon, those feelings now came back with a
vengeance with pre cum wetting the front of my speedos inside my sleeping
bag, I lit another cigarette hoping to tame my rampant cock which only
delayed it for a while, this boy was over 1,000 miles away & somehow he's
got into my head & put my cock on a hair trigger when suddenly it erupted
with a series of huge gushes of spunk into my speedos whilst Carl slept
soundly.
I had to exit the bivouac, make my way to the stream & hand wash my speedos
by torchlight leaving them to air on top of the bivouac whilst I went to
sleep naked in my sleeping bag.
The following morning we had our breakfasts, struck camp & hiked back to
the camp site by a much shorter route following a river for part of the way
which had a beautiful swimming hole, there were a few people there & some
of them were naked, as scouts we had to wear our swimming trunks owing to
nudity being banned which we could have got away with had we not worn our
uniforms, the water was lovely & most inviting at this late stage of the
hike which gave our bodies a good wash in the process before we laid down
on towels & dried ourselves in the sun.
(11)
The highlight of the troop's camp was the visit to the Zeppelin museum at
Friedrichshafen on Lake Constance, this proved to be a very interesting
visit with a reconstruction of a section of the LZ 129 Hindenburg together
with B deck which has restrooms & the smoking parlour whilst on A deck we
saw the lounge, writing room, promenade & passenger cabins, there is also
an engine gondola from the LZ127 Graf Zeppelin & part of the bow from the
LZ130 Graf Zeppelin together with some items recovered from the Hindenburg
at Lakehurst, New jersey.
Everyone saw first hand the luxury that passengers experienced on the
airships together with other items of Germany's aviation heritage as well
as being in awe of the size of these airships which were the size of an
ocean liner.
The day passed with everyone in awe at the exhibits & would be a day to
remember for the rest of their lives, I had taken a number of photos at the
museum which will remain a treasured memory for the rest of my life & also
sent postcards home.
The rest of the camp was similar to scout camps I've been on with my troop,
we were blessed with good weather, stunning scenery, good food & lovely
friendly boys to write to for perhaps a lifetime, all too soon my stay was
over with the drive to Munich for the flight back to London's Heathrow
airport, as I walked out of the arrivals gate in terminal 2 to be greeted
by my mum, she gazed at me in astonishment saying. "Oh my, dear Francis,
you have such a healthy suntan," I arrived home looking like a sun bronzed
Greek god, after a change of clothes I rode off on my bike to look up
Matthew.
Having found his flat I knocked on the door wondering how I'm going to
introduce myself to a strange boy, he answered the door & I showed him the
letter with the card which had traveled to Germany at which be became very
interested & wanted to know more, he was a dark haired olive skinned lad
standing about 2 inches taller than me & definitely sported a decent bulge
in his jeans, his elder brother's school photo stood on the mantelpiece &
he looked about the same age as me when it was taken, an Australian
boomerang was mounted on the wall above the fireplace & as I looked around
there were souvenir items also from Australia & a number of air mail
letters neatly stacked on the table.
As I spoke to Matthew he recounted the amazing stories of his elder brother
who's now studying at university in Australia, clearly he was an
outstanding character, as we talked we found a lot in common with each
other & what sealed the final bond was when I asked him about Don the
photographer.
He replied with astonishment. "So you're another one of his photo models,
what a coincidence!".
I showed him some of the photos which he'd taken together with the one he
took of me in my speedos, he looked at it intently & I could see that he
now had a huge erection inside his jeans when he replied. "That's a nice
one of you in those swimming trunks looks like you got a boner when he took
it."
"Just like the one you've got now," I said which made him blush as he
replied. "It always keeps doing that."
I countered it with. "What happens if you have a sleepover with a friend?".
"It gets so hard if I don't have a wank it'll shoot spunk by itself in bed,
I see that you've got a boner as well."
Matthew now had a wet patch on his jeans as his cock leaked pre cum which
oozed through both his underwear & jeans, there was movement there which
could only be caused by powerful twitching of his cock, this boy must be
close to flooding his underwear with spunk as I could hear the change of
his breathing & his voice as lust now took hold, I stroked my bulge right
in front of him before laying my hand on his bulge feeling his twitching
cock saying. "I could relieve that for you."
He quickly dropped his jeans & underwear revealing a thick 7 inch cock with
pre cum oozing from his slit nesting in a black bush of pubic hair, my hand
could only just fit around it as I slowly wanked him off when he blasted
out about 8 jets of spunk which flew about 2 yards across the room after
which I licked the head of his cock clean.
He returned me the service as he gave my cock a good wank which too came
very quickly after which we cleaned the lino floor with tissues before we
sat down making more small talk.
I steered the subject to bivouac camping with a military poncho when he
went to his room & brought out his one, I said to him. "How about we have a
sleepover under that?"
"That's a brilliant idea, my brother showed me how to put it up, he's left
me his one as well as he's got something which is lighter & a lot better."
The sleepover was now duly arranged for the following week on the banks of
the river, as I rode back home my thoughts went to the impending sleepover
with this very hot boy, my mind ran riot with the things we could both do
together, it was a very longing wait over a few days, we both had paper
rounds to do in the afternoons therefore we arranged for our overnight camp
out for the Saturday night & Sunday morning.
(12)
Matt rode over on his bike with his bivouac kit lashed onto the rack of his
bike wearing a rucksack on his back meeting me at my house, we both rode to
my usual camping spot & erected the poncho bivouac, laid out the
groundsheet & sleeping bags before Matt camouflaged it, he did such a good
job that it was almost invisible, this lad having learned a lot from his
elder brother, even the bikes were well hidden too under some camouflage
netting & vegetation, we both laid on top of our sleeping bags just in our
swimming trunks waiting for it to get dark whilst we fondled each other,
Matt's boner made a huge bulge in his royal blue speedos.
I lubed up his already hard cock & my hole then instructed him on how to
open me up with his fingers, he had obviously not done this before & this
would be the first time he fucked a boy, he did as I asked him pushing his
cock in slowly letting it settle before pounding into me as he held my hips
almost grunting as he went, I felt his cock expand before he blasted about
10 squirts of his spunk into me triggering my cock to blast out a series of
squirts of spunk onto the grass, I had to empty my hole of his spunk before
we re entered the bivouac & laid in an awesome afterglow before I made us
both a nightcap hot drink on the hexamine stove.
He said. "That session was awesome, it was unbelievable can we do it again
sometime?"
"Yeah, sure, just don't go telling your mates about us," as I lit up a
cigarette then offered it to him asking. "Want a try?"
"None of my family smokes & I wouldn't want to start but I'll try it just
so I know what it's like," as he took a couple of puffs inhaling just as I
told him, he coughed on the first one, took a second which gave him a head
rush almost making him sick, as he passed it back & said. "Not for me thank
you."
Later on we went skinny dipping which Matt found highly exhilarating
especially as it was his first time, he was a very strong swimmer who swam
with a very neat & powerful front crawl stroke having been coached by his
elder brother when he came to the UK on his gap year last year.
We talked about Don the photographer & the sleepovers I had with some of
his models with sex, Matt too had sleepovers with them & I was surprised to
learn that none of them touched him, apparently they were under the
strictest of instructions from him not to & having learned about his
family's circumstances it was understandable, his modeling was purely
professional & done to assist his mum's finances although he did quietly
harbour a wish for sex.
After a good nights sleep we both woke with hard cocks in our sleeping bags
& I unzipped his bag & sucked him off, he was so worked up he came within
seconds unloading a huge load of spunk into my mouth & almost screamed with
his orgasm it was the most intense one he ever had.
We both had food items left over from ration packs & I cooked both of us a
really good breakfast of oatmeal porridge, bacon grill & beans after which
we struck camp, he thanked me for such a wonderful experience & we rode to
our homes still keeping in touch, we had another bivouac sleepover just
before the end of the holidays & the final one in September again with both
of us having the most amazing sex & skinny dipping in the river just before
the temperature finally dropped for the year, later that month both him &
his mum emigrated out to Australia to join his elder brother & we've kept
in touch ever since.
Over 40 years have passed since the summer of 1970 & during that time we've
raised families of our own, the aerogramme air letters have now been
surpassed by all the wonders of modern technology with email, computer
calls, mobile phones & larger aircraft, the world has now shrunk & another
generation has taken our places & yet whenever I look up & see a balloon in
the sky possibly carrying a message, I do wonder it it's perhaps the start
of a long lasting friendship for someone far away.
The End