Date: Sat, 11 Dec 2010 21:27:56 -0500
From: John Martin <conislancio@gmail.com>
Subject: Camp Staff Memories: Chapter 32

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      CAMP STAFF MEMORIES - CHAPTER 32

      Saturday morning came and we managed to get out of camp around 11:15,
having to wait for Todd to finish up his check-out duties.  We piled our
bags into my Jeep and headed out for the Billingham Airport.

      The weather was beautiful with clear blue sky and bright August sun.
I think we turned some heads as we drove through Billingham, four hot dudes
with the roof down and our shirts off.  We were early, so we stopped at a
local Tastee Freeze and ordered some lunch.

      We arrived at the airport at 1:15 and Luca directed me to the
entrance near the hanger where we arrived the first time we met the jet.  I
pulled up to the small parking area near the hanger and we put the roof
back up on the Jeep.  Taking our bags out, I locked up and we headed right
out to the tarmac where the jet was waiting for us.

      Miko, the pilot, was waiting at the foot of the steps to the plane.
He spoke to Luca in Greek, greeting us all with a nod.

      "This is Miko," Luca said, by way of introducing Todd and Tim, "Our
pilot.  He says we are ready to board."

      We carried our own bags on the plane and stashed them in the
wardrobe.  It looked like the same plane we took before, except the couch
had been replaced with two additional chairs.  The chairs were not typical
airplane seats.  They resembled lazy boy recliners, leather upholstery,
with foot rests and backs that adjusted.  The only difference was the seat
belts.

      Miko followed us up the steps and, once inside, collapsed the steps
and sealed the cabin door.  Standing in the doorway to the cabin, Miko
spoke in Greek again.

      "He says to buckle up," Luca translated, "We should be ready to taxi
momentarily."

      We took out seats, Luca and I on the right and Todd and Tim on the
left.  The chairs swiveled and we adjusted them so we were all sort of
facing the center, and then locked them in place.  Fastening our seat
belts, we heard the engines increase as the small jet started to taxi out
to the runway.

      Another man's voice, the co-pilot I assumed, came over the speaker in
broken English informing us that we have been cleared for take off.  The
engines roared and the plane accelerated down the runway, lifting smoothly
into the air and climbing quickly.

Once we reached cruising altitude, Miko's voice came over the speaker.

      "Miko says we should land in Mykonos around 9:00 AM, Greece time on
Sunday morning," Luca informed us.  "We can move around the cabin if we
wish.  The galley is stocked with snacks, sandwiches, and beverages, I
believe.  Would anyone like a drink?"

      Luca got us all a beer and we sat and talked for a while.

      Todd and Tim discovered the video game console and were playing World
Cup Soccer, while Luca and I talked.

      "Leo and Stam are meeting us at the airport in Mykonos and then we
will take a boat to Vinos, which is the name of the island, off the south
coast of Mykonos.  It is a very nice place, entirely owned by my father.
The vacation home is private, but there is also a small community of
workers who work the vineyards.  There is a small resort on the south end
of the island that is used exclusively by my father's employees, but we
will probably not see that."

      "Will we be the only ones at the house?" I asked.

      "Yes.  Leo and Stam will be there, and Dion is coming, I believe.
There may be a few more of their friends, but that is all."

      "So it will be like a big frat party, then?"

      "What is a frat party?" he asked.

      I explained the concept of college fraternities and we laughed at the
Greek analogy.

      We were only in the air a few hours when the sun went down behind the
plane and the sky grew pitch dark.  We continued to drink beer and had a
few sandwiches for dinner, before deciding we should try to sleep.
Surprisingly, I had no trouble falling asleep in the recliner.  Between the
rough week at camp and the several beers I drank, I feel asleep almost
immediately.

      I woke up a few times to go to the bathroom, but we mostly slept for
about five hours.  When I finally woke up, I could see the sky brightening
outside the plane as the sun was rising almost directly in front of the
plane.  Luca came out of the cockpit and smiled at me.

      "Miko says we should be on the ground in about and hour and a half.
We are about a half hour ahead of schedule.

      "Cool," I replied, walking over and giving him a kiss, "Are you
hungry? I was going to find something to eat and make some coffee."

      "I already made the coffee," he said, "But I am hungry."

      I found some snacks and we sat and drank coffee and talked.  Tim and
Todd soon awoke and joined us.

      About forty five minutes later, Miko asked us to fasten our seat
beats as we began our descent into Mykonos.  The landing was a little
rougher than usual.  Luca explained the runway on the island is smaller and
the pilots need to work harder to slow the plane's momentum quicker, which
includes a slower air speed on the landing, making it not as smooth.

      We taxied to the terminal and Miko opened the cabin door and extended
the stairs.  We debarked the plane with our bags and were met by a customs
official who stamped our passports and accompanied us into the terminal.

      Stam greeted us.  "Welcome," he said, hugging Luca and then me.

      Luca introduced Tim and Todd and Stam very enthusiastically welcomed
them.  I smiled as I watched him check out Tim.  I was sure Stam would make
a play for Tim and I wondered how that would turn out.

      "Where is Leo?" Luca asked as we walked to the car waiting outside
the terminal.

      "He took the Dionysis to get the engine serviced.  He will meet us
there," replied Stam.

      We loaded our bags into the trunk of a black mercedes and then piled
in.  It was a tight fit and I noticed that Stam made sure he was sitting
right next to Tim.  We were only in the car for about fifteen minutes as
the driver took us over some winding back roads and eventually came down
the hill to a small beach resort village, where he dropped us off right at
the beach.

      "Sorry, I could not find a dock to tie up at," said Stam, leading us
down the beach.

      There was a good size speed boat beached in the shallow surf and tied
out to a pole on the beach.  We removed our flip flops and waded out into
knee-deep warm water and climbed small ladder up into the bow boat.  Stam
was the last one in.  He pushed the boat free of the sand, and then scaled
the ladder as we floated away from the shore.

      Stam turned over the twin engines and reversed the boat further into
the inlet, before turning us around and throttling up the engines.  We flew
across the water, bouncing on the surf, and Stam headed toward a small
island out past the headlands.  I figured the island was about two miles
from the headland.

      The boat slowed as we approached a small dock at the foot of a cliff.
the base of the cliff was about 50 yards back from the water and from the
base of the cliff ran some light vegetation, giving way to a white sand
beach.  The dock ran out from the beach on the far left.  The cliff was a
good hundred feet from above the beach and a white, many- tiered building,
with multiple balconies reaching right out the cliff edge, towered on top.

There was a very substantial wooden stair case winding its way back and
forth from the base of the cliff to the top.

      Stam docked the boat on the inside of the dock and jumped out to
secure it to the moorings.  We all exited to the dock, bringing our bags
with us.

      "Welcome to Vinos," said Luca, "This island is my family's private
vacation home, as well as a vineyard and a corporate resort."  We walked up
the dock and on the wooden walkway toward the stairs.

      "This side of the island is our private vacation home.  The vineyard
encompasses most of the southern and eastern side of the island.  There is
a small farming community on the eastern shore where the vineyard workers
live.  On the southern shore is a small resort used by my father's higher
level executives and is also used for business retreats.  There is a staff
for the house, but I have given them the weekend off so that we would have
then entire property to ourselves, without anyone else here."

      "So we can run around naked!" piped up Stam.

      "Well, yes, if you wish," laughed Luca.

      We climbed the stairs, switching back and forth up the cliff face.
At the top, we came out onto an expansive granite and cement patio, which
ran along the entire western expanse of the mansion, from the front of the
building right out to the cliff edge.

There were numerous sliding doors and windows leading into the bottom level
of the home as well as steps leading up to another level of patio on the
second floor and expanding around the cliff side of the home.

      Luca led us in the first door and showed us around the bottom level,
which contained a game room which resembled a pub, several sitting rooms, a
library, and a theater, with about twenty five luxurious recliner chairs
facing a large movie screen.

      The next level up was the main living area and was a huge open space,
with several sitting areas, a dining area, a huge kitchen area with a
breakfast space, and a great room with a fireplace in the center of the
room.  The entire front of the room was glass, with multiple doors leading
out to the patio we saw from below.  The patio went all the way to the
cliff edge and was decorated with many different shrubs, plants, topiaries,
as well as furniture.  Open stair cases on either side of the great room
lead up to the third level.

      "Tim and Todd, would you mind sharing a room?  The first one at the
top of those stairs should be plenty comfortable for you and there are two
beds.  I believe the other front suites are claimed already, but that one
is open.  If you would prefer separate rooms, one of you can use one of the
inland suites on the other side."

      "I'm sure we'll be fine, thank you," said Tim.

      We all made our way upstairs to put our things in our rooms.  As best
as I could figure, there were four suites across the cliff side of the
house.  Luca's appeared to be his own and I assumed Leo had his own.  Tim
and Todd were in the suite next to ours.

      "Who's is the other suite?" I asked once we were upstairs.

      "Oh, I assume Dion and Ethan will be using that one."

      "Who is Ethan?" I asked.

      "He is a friend of Dion's.  They model together and have grown up in
the business with each other."

      I looked around the suite.  There was a large bedroom with sitting
area and a glass front, leading out to another patio.  The patio was not
big, but there was a small private swimming pool that went out to the edge
of the building.  The pool was about twelve feet wide and fifteen feet
long, with a narrow walkway on either side.  There was a privacy wall on
either side and I assumed the other suites had similar setups as well.

      The bathroom had a huge multi-head shower, enclosed in glass, and
separate vanity and toilet areas.  There was a walk-in wardrobe room, as
well.

      "Luca," I said, walking in the bathroom, "This place is amazing."

      "Thank you," he said, from the bedroom, "I like it here.  I find it
very relaxing.  Now I would like to take a dip and freshen up.  Would you
care to join me?"

      "Sure," I said.  I came out of the bathroom and Luca was standing by
the patio door completely naked.

      "Oh my," I said, "You look delicious."

      "I don't plan on wearing very many clothes this weekend.  Why don't
you get out of those and join me."

      I stripped off my T-shirt and shorts and we walked out the patio.
Jokingly, I pushed Luca in the water and he came up splashing the cool
water up on my.  I jumped in and we wrestled a little, ending up wrapped in
each others arms, standing in chest- deep water.  I pressed my lips against
Lucas and our tongues entwined, exploring each other.

      We stood in the water kissing and caressing each other's naked, wet
bodies.  My cock had become fully hard and I could feel Luca's erection
pressing against it.

      Barely separating, we made our way up onto the patio and laid down on
large, over-sized chaise lounge that looked like it was built for two.  As
we kissed deeply and embraced, I maneuvered myself under Luca and wrapped
my legs around him, feeling his hard dick poke around my ass.  We kissed
and ground our bodies together.  I could feel the pre-cum from Luca's cock,
lubricating the entrance to my ass.  I reached down and added some saliva
to the mix and the I guided his cock into my ass, pulling him down on me
and feeling the amazing feeling of having him fill me totally.

      We continued to kiss the entire time, as Luca pulled out and pushed
back into me.  Our bodies were pressed together as if we felt they would
soon join as one.  My hands were on Luca's muscular, round globes, trying
to push him further into me with each thrust.  Luca ground his stomach
against my hard cock, lubricated by my own flowing pre-cum.  I soon
ejaculated my load between our stomachs.  Luca began to fuck me faster and
harder and I felt the wonderful feeling of his cock enlarging slightly just
as it began to fill my asshole with his warm juice.

      We lay there entwined in each other, kissing and caressing, until
Luca's cock softened and popped out of my ass, leaving me with that empty
feeling again.

      "My god, I love you," I said to him as he stared into my eyes.

      "I love you more than anything, Sam," he said, "I have never in my
life felt this way about anyone."

      We took a shower together and washed the cum and sweat off of each
other.  Then we put on some shorts and headed downstairs.