Date: Sun, 29 May 2005 08:35:22 EDT
From: Colcalverley@aol.com
Subject: Simon The Backpacker 24

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SIMON THE BACKPACKER - Part 24
By 'The Colonel


It was a little early to go to the showers naked as Shaun's parents would
still be around the farmhouse so we stayed as we were and I made a cup of
coffee for us all and as soon as Shaun thought it safe the first contingent
went off to the showers.

After everyone was showered and dressed I suggested that it was time we
started clearing up and packed the things away ready to dismantle the
tents.  Just before we did Josh cleared his throat and said `Hey, guys.  I
just wanted to say first of all that I'm very sorry if I offended you by
peeing on you in the showers, but mainly I wanted to thank you for this
morning.  I could not have imagined in my wildest fantasies that what you
did could ever have happened to me.  I have had an obsession with pissing
for as long as I can remember and I have to confess that I sometimes wet
the bed on purpose just so that I can lie there all night soaking in my own
piss, but to have all of you piss all over me and then cover me with your
cum was absolutely amazing.  I cannot put into words what a thrill it gave
me, I think my cock almost burst it got so hard.  So I say thank you again
and if you fancy a bit of piss fun, I'll be staying with Robbie for at
least a couple of weeks!

He came and hugged each one of us and told us that he loved us and by the
time he finished there was a damp patch appearing in the front of his
shorts.  Then I recalled that he was a bit smelly when we arrived and the
penny dropped -- he had been slowly pissing himself and that's what the
smell was.  I asked him outright if this is what he had been doing and he
said `Yes, sometimes when I need a pee I don't go on purpose and eventually
a little leaks out at a time, so my pants are sometimes permanently getting
damp and occasionally a few drops run down my legs, but I can usually
contain it pretty well to an occasional slow dribble, but when I REALLY
need to go, I have to let the floodgates open, but I usually try to pee in
the open rather than in a toilet, the more public, and the more chance of
being caught the better I like it, and that is another reason why this
weekend has been so great for me.  I could pee anywhere I wanted with
everyone looking at me.  I think I'll have to save my pocket money and buy
a small tent, then I can really take off at weekends and have some fun.

`You amaze me, young man.' I told him, `You've certainly opened my eyes to
pissing, not that I think I would practice it as you do, but I must confess
that when you peed on my feet I didn't find it repulsive like I thought I
would.

I gave him another hug and as he stepped away I noticed a tell-tale dribble
of piss running down his left leg.

The tents were now ready to be loaded on to the minibus, so it was all
hands on deck and we got packed away very quickly.

Simon organised a site inspection to make sure that we hadn't left any
litter or any belongings behind and we all thanked Shaun in turn for his
hospitality in letting us use the field.

He told us that he had enjoyed every minute of the weekend and that he had
come to the inevitable conclusion that he was definitely gay and thanked us
all for our friendship, then he said, `I would like especially to thank
Ray.  Ray has devoted most of his time to me this weekend and has shown me
that two men can be as affectionate and loving with one another as a
heterosexual couple.  I just wish that the world would realise that we are
no different in this respect to anyone else.  We don't object to
heterosexual couples kissing and cuddling in public, so why should they
take exception to us doing the same?  Probably the most difficult thing I
have to do now is tell my parents that I am gay and what has gone on this
weekend.  Then I have to tell them that I shall be applying for a licence
from the local council to allow camping in this field and will advertise it
only in the gay press, if there is one.'

We gave him a well-deserved round of applause and as I gave him a hug I
assured him that there was, indeed, a `gay press' and also that I would put
it on the internet for him.

The twins announced that it was their birthday party tomorrow (Bank Holiday
Monday) at the new pub and that everybody was invited and suggested that we
go by minibus.  I said I would ask David if this was OK when we got back.
I pointed out, however, that one of us would have to stay behind and run
`The Royal Standard' so we could not all go.  Bill said he would have a
word with his dad when we got back and as it was a Monday, which was a
quiet night, and a bank holiday with lots of people away, he might agree to
either close up for the night or else leave one of the `regulars' in charge
for the night.

We bundled on board the minibus and drove to the farmhouse and dropped
Shaun off after he had bid Ray goodbye with a long, lingering, lascivious
kiss and a promise to be at the twins' party.  I insisted that Josh go and
empty his bladder, at least partly, as I didn't want the minibus awash with
his piss every time we went over a bump.  He grinned mischievously, farted,
called me a spoilsport, but went and did as he had been asked, although he
wasn't in there very long, so I suspect that his bladder was still pretty
full when he returned.

During the short drive back to the village we relived the weekend and had a
good laugh at all the different things that had happened.  Simon suggested
that as we had had such a great time we do the same again soon, and we all
agreed.

I pulled up outside the house and one of the first off the minibus was
Shaun who, saying that he REALLY had to go, pulled down his shorts and
pissed up against my front wall, displaying his bum to us and any
passers-by.  `Whew' he said when he had finished `I couldn't even have made
it to the cottage, and my cock was so hard it was sticking out of the top
of my shorts.  That really was a close one, it was brilliant!!!'

Millie told him laughingly that he was a pervert, then seriously that he
would have to be careful not to do himself any harm.  He said that they
should meet up and Millie would tell him all about the urinary tract and
some problems that might arise.  Josh thanked him and said that he hadn't
thought about any harm he might be doing to himself and said he would be
grateful for Minnie's advice.

We were all rather reluctant to break up the party, so we all piled into
the house and I made us all a coffee while everybody else made themselves
comfortable in the lounge to watch videos.  As a matter of habit, everyone
removed their shoes and socks and most of them also took of their shirts.
I said to Josh that we wanted no smells of piss in the house and he
promised to control himself.  We were halfway through `Blazing Saddles' and
when the `farting episode' started, guess who joined in with them?  Of
course, Josh!!

I said I wanted to watch the news, but we would watch another video
afterwards, so the youngsters used news time to go and have a pee or get a
cold drink.  Bill went next door to see his dad who agreed to leave Albert
(a regular) in charge of the pub the following evening, while Ben went
across the road to David and asked if we could use the minibus again
tomorrow.  David said that would be fine as long as we filled it with
diesel, which I would have done anyway.  He also succeeded in talking David
into letting Matt come to the party.

When they got back and told me that everything had been arranged I looked
at Bill and asked him why he hadn't gone across to David, then he would
have been able to see Linda. (Remember Linda? She lost her virginity to
Bill.)  Bill told me that they had had a row and weren't on speaking terms.
He looked a little tearful, but I thought I would leave it until we were
alone before I asked him any more.

Bill had brought a video with him from the pub, which had no label on it.
When I asked what it was, I was told to `mind my own business, all would be
revealed.

Well, all was certainly going to be revealed.  It was a gay porno movie,
and a damned good one at that!  Usually the dialogue is the let-down in a
gay flick, but this one had hardly any dialogue, the only problem sometimes
was following the story-line, until I realised it was not a story, just
half a dozen isolated scenes recorded one after the other.

Normally when kids see porn movies their first thought is how big the cocks
are, but being around naked adults all the time, our `kids' main concern
was the lack of acting skills, but this did not stop them getting horny, so
I slipped out to the kitchen brought in a couple of towels ready for the
`action' later on.  There was one scene which must have been made
especially for Josh which depicted a group of men in their late teens and
twenties sharing a communal shower, which started with them soaping each
others backs, then one of then knelt down while another washed the soap of
with his piss, then they swapped places and the same thing happened.  This
prompted every couple in turn to do the same.  After about the first three
minutes, Josh had removed his shorts and was pumping away at himself with
total abandon.  This kid really had a strong fetish for piss!  Needless to
say, he was the first to shout for a towel, but he had also prompted one or
two of the others to remove their shorts.

After the pissing episode, each couple got up to something different.  One
couple were into blow-jobs, another mutual wanking and a third having anal
sex.  Others in the background were looking on, wanking and touching the
couples in intimate places as they presented themselves.  One man seemed
intent on getting his hand up every arse crack in turn, while another
wanted to kiss everybody.

To my surprise Ray was the next one to need a towel, but as he had shot
half his load all over the back of Robbie's shoulders, Robbie called for it
at the same time.  Josh and I were sitting cheek to cheek (I'm talking
arses) and we came together, Josh for his second time shot more juice than
I did for my first.  We shared a towel and had just finished with it when
Bill took it from me and passed it to Ben who had been the target of
Minnie's cum, but he needed it just after for his own.  Ben and Simon were
about the last to cum, and did so together just about as the video ended.

We finished with a sub-titled version of `The Sound of Music', known in
England as `Singalonga Sound Of Music'.

Can you imagine a roomful of nine naked gay men and boys singing along to
`My Favourite Things' (with a number of changes to the original lyrics) and
what we did for `The Lonely Goatherd' is nobody's business.  And in
`Sixteen Going on Seventeen' the lyric `I'll take care of you' took on a
whole new meaning!

I would not have been surprised if they could have heard us laughing in the
pub next door, and Josh really did have to run for the toilet as he laughed
so much piss started to run down his legs.

Well, all good things must come to an end and we all got dressed and were
saying our good-byes when Ray clapped his hands for attention and said `I
have learned a great deal this weekend.  I have been in situations before
where a lot of gay men have got together and I thought that I had had fun
on those occasions, but I realise now that everybody was out for what they
could get sex-wise and nobody really cared what happened to anyone else.
This weekend, as a newcomer I have been shown how caring, loving, and
accepting people can really be and it has really prompted me to be the
same.  I have made some true friends here and I am so pleased that Bob came
into the pub that day and mentioned what was happening here and that there
might be a job.  Now I can see you all on a regular basis and, what's more,
I am within cycling distance of the new `Love of my Life', Shaun.  I know
he is inexperienced and that I am an ex-tart and don't deserve him, but he
means more to me that anyone else I have ever known.  Thank you all for
bringing me to my senses before it was too late'.

There were tears in his eyes and mine and, I think, in several others by
the time he had finished speaking.  Simon went to him and hugged him close
for a few seconds until his tears subsided, then we all hugged him in turn
and I told him that he was always welcome in the house and if he needed
somewhere to go with Shaun, this was the place.

We all drifted outside on to the pavement and hugged our good-byes which
attracted raised eyebrows from a guy just going into the cottage, and Simon
disappeared in there after him.

`The family' went back into the house and I went into the dining room to
switch on the CCTV monitor, and there was Simon and our friend facing one
another at the urinal each of them masturbating.  Simon reached out his
hand and took the other guy's cock, which was obviously rock hard and
almost pointing straight up towards the ceiling.  `Oh, that feels so good'
said our friend `my name's Jerry by the way, what shall I call you? `Call
me Stan' said Simon.

`Do you have somewhere we can go?' Asked Jerry.  `No said Simon, but we
should be undisturbed here.  What do you want to do?'

`I want to cum first, and then I'd like you to fuck me until you cum.  I
want to feel your juice inside me, you're the best-looking guy I've been
with for a long time' said Jerry.

Simon turned Jerry towards the urinal and stood directly behind him, having
lowered Jerry's trousers and pants and his own shorts, he pushed his
fast-hardening cock between the cheeks of Jerry's arse and took Jerry's
cock in his right hand and started masturbating him slowly.  I think that
Jerry had not expected Simon to put his cock in his crease so soon, and it
really seemed to turn him on.  Also Simon was alternately blowing in
Jerry's ear and kissing and nibbling his neck.  Jerry = moaned quietly, but
intensely, and within a couple of minutes his breathing became very ragged
and Simon felt his circumcised cock thicken and then with a mighty
AAAAAAHhhhhhhh a stream of cum shot from Jerry's cock and splashed against
the back of the urinal, followed by several others which landed in the
urinal or on the floor and on Simon's fingers.  Simon took what he had on
his fingers and rubbed it all over his cock head and into Jerry's crack.
Jerry bent forwards over the urinal and steadied himself by putting his
hands against the wall.  Simon seemed to have a little difficulty
penetrating Jerry's hole and whispered for Jerry to relax.  Eventually his
cock head slipped inside and Jerry shouted in pain.  `I don't think I can
go ahead with this, Stan' he said.  Simon told him to relax and the pain
would go away.  After a few more seconds Simon pushed a little further in,
then a little further and eventually his whole cock was inside Jerry.
Jerry said it felt like he was having a shit, but more erotic.  Simon
slowly withdrew until just his head was left inside, then he pushed in
again slowly and Jerry let out an `OOOOOOOOOooooooh, that was great' Simon
moved around a little and found Jerry's prostate and Jerry almost went
wild.  As Simon slowly upped the pace, Jerry was getting closer and closer
to cumming again.  After another few seconds Jerry said `I'm cumming'

`Me too' said Simon and with a final huge push Simon emptied his load right
inside Jerry's arse and Jerry emptied his second load all over the floor.
`If you'd told me that I could cum without being touched, I would never
have believed you' said Jerry.  Simon laughed and said that you learn
something new every day.  `Was that your first time?' asked Simon `You
seemed to be in some pain at first, and your arse is very tight'.

`I've only done it once before, but that was with a young lad I met in
another toilet, but he only had a little cock, which hardly hurt at all.'

While Jerry was speaking Simon had pulled up his shorts and said that he
had to go as he was late for an appointment, and dashed from the cottage.
Jerry pulled up his pants and trousers and tried to catch up with Simon
but, of course, he was nowhere to be seen.

When Simon came back he came straight into the dining room.  `Did you see
all that?' he asked.

`Oh, yes', I said `He looked quite a dish'

`Yes, said Simon, if you ever see him in there again let me know.  I
wouldn't mind going further with him.'

`Why did you call yourself Stan?' I asked him

`There's safety in anonymity,' he said `if he went into the pub and asked
if someone called Simon lived locally, he might find me and I may not want
to see him again.' He explained.

Logical really!!

The twins were quite excited about their party the following evening at the
new pub and this was the main topic of conversation for most of what was
left of the evening.  Minnie was busy packing his clothes and other odds
and ends ready to move into the pub and Jason went to help him, although
judging by the rhythmic creaking of the bedsprings that's not all he was
giving him a hand with!  As the following day was a Bank Holiday we did not
have a particularly early night and after the adventures of the camping
weekend we were all pretty-well shattered when we hit the sack so there was
little or no action to report that night.


The Colonel

I hope you have enjoyed this, the twenty-fourth chapter of Simon The
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