Date: Wed, 22 Jun 2005 13:21:20 EDT
From: Colcalverley@aol.com
Subject: Simon The Backpacker 29

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SIMON THE BACKPACKER - Part 29
By 'The Colonel


When Simon slipped into bed beside me rather later he commented that there
was a great deal of ooohing and aaaahing coming from the next room and
wondered whether he should throw a bucket of water over them.

Leave them alone' I said `it might turn them on even more!!'

Saturday! Nothing special planned so I had a nice lie-in.  Jason went to
get the pub ready and Simon had a small fence repair job and then would
join Jason in the pub.  Eventually I heard stirrings in the next room and
heard one of the boys get up for a pee.  It was Bill and he then came and
joined me in bed.  He told me that he and Ben had been very gentle with
Gary the previous night and he was now going to leave it to Ben to see if
Jason wanted to go any further.

Bill cuddled up to me and I felt the inevitable stirrings `down below'
which were ably assisted by Jason's right hand which slipped into position
on my inner thigh.  I could feel Bill's hard cock against my leg and the
combination of all these led to a second rock-hard cock in no time.

Bill took the initiative and flipped himself into a `69' position and we
started a long, leisurely session, starting by playing with each other
gently and lovingly.  During this first stage we heard Ben and Gary get up
and pee together and they joined us in the bedroom.  Gary blushed and was
about to leave again when Ben said `No, stay Gary, watch and learn.'  Gary
looked at Bill and Bill nodded his agreement and they joined us in bed, one
on each side of us.

Ben was behind me and started to rub my back and I noticed that Gary soon
followed suit with Bill.  Ben then started to kiss my back, slowly working
his way downwards until he came to my arse.  Gary stopped what he was doing
and got out of bed and came around to watch what Ben was doing.

I could not help but notice that by this stage Gary's foreskin was way back
and showing a very hard and purple knob-end.

Ben continued his attentions to my arse and I was starting to get really
hot, so I wasn't displeased when Gary said `Could you do that to me please,
Ben?'

Ben stopped licking and gave me a final kiss and nip on my neck.  Gary was
heading for the other bedroom when Ben called him back.  `If you want my
tongue up your arse, you'd better stay here' he said.

Gary came back and, blushing deeply, assumed a `doggy' pose and Ben started
by massaging his cheeks and slowly working his hand into Gary's crack, then
his nose, then his tongue.

By this time Bill and I has resorted to sucking one another and were at the
point where we could choose to cum almost immediately or slow things down
and prolong the pleasure.  We decided on the latter and went back to hand
massaging while watching the expression on Gary's face.  He was obviously
on another planet and was also trying to speak their language, which seemed
principally to consist of vowels and aitches, such as Ooooooohhhhh and
Ahhhhhhhhh and occasionally MMMMMMMMmmmmmmmmm.

His cock was now a deeper shade of purple, almost black and shining like a
mirror the skin was so tight.  How he stopped himself from cumming I'll
never know, but he was certainly very, very close and the pre-cum was
almost running out of him.

As if by mutual consent Bill and I went back to sucking and very soon we
were both `on the verge' and were sent over the edge when Gary, with one
long, final Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhh came with long spurts of spunk all over the
bedding then, totally spent, he collapsed on top of it.

Ben lay beside him rubbing his back and kissing his neck, then Gary turned
towards him and whispered simply `thank you' and kissed him very gently on
the lips.  He then took Ben in hand and said `Can I just give you a hand
job for now, I'm too exhausted to do anything more?'

Ben laughed and said that was OK as there was all weekend to take things
further.

Ben came very quickly and we just lay there and chatted for another hour or
so, occasionally having a quick feel, but nothing heavy, just three lads
and a `lad at heart' enjoying one another's company.

Eventually I got up to shower and was joined by Gary.  He apologised for
making such a mess of the bedding and I told him not to worry as he would
be changing the bed and doing the washing.  He looked at me, alarmed, then
realised I was joking and slapped my backside.  I started to get hard and
slipped out of the shower before things developed.  I didn't want to take
things further at this early stage.

The twins then joined Gary in the shower and they had no inhibitions about
taking things further, judging from the shrieks and slapping and laughter,
with Gary's laughter sounding above everything else.

Once downstairs I put the kettle on and put a dozen rashers of bacon in one
frying pan and a dozen eggs in another and put on a huge pot of coffee.
The smell must have wafted upstairs as within a few minutes the twins
joined me in their usual naked state shortly followed by Gary, also naked
but looking a little embarrassed.  I behaved normally and didn't comment on
his nakedness and he soon seemed to forget about it, so much so that when
Robbie walked in the back door demanding a bacon sandwich he didn't turn a
hair.

`You've come a long way since Thursday' said Robbie, `It took me half an
hour to get inside your underpants' he said and gave Gary a hug and,
judging by Gary's sharp intake of breath, he gave his cock a quick tweak as
well.

Just then the doorbell rang and Robbie went to open it as the rest of us
were naked.  It was the postman with a recorded delivery letter for me.  I
opened the letter which proved to be from a firm of solicitors in Hampshire
telling me that my old Uncle Henry, who lived on the Isle of Wight, a small
island off the south coast, had died and that I had been mentioned in his
will, and asking me to telephone them and make an appointment to visit
their chambers.

I tried to telephone, but as with most professional people they were not
working on Saturday so I left a message on their answering machine asking
them to call me on Monday.

I could only vaguely remember Uncle Henry from my childhood.  As far as I
could recall he was a portly man and was the first in the family to own a
car, a huge black monstrosity bearing the name `Alvis' (a symbol of fairly
significant wealth in those distant days)

I wondered whether he had died wealthy and left his little nephew a
fortune, but rather doubted it as he was never really mentioned by my
parents and if there had been money anywhere in the family, they would
certainly have boasted of it if there had been.  No, I didn't think there
would be much of a legacy!

The phone rang again and it was Gary's mother checking that he was OK.  She
was obviously not used to him being away and was missing him.  While he was
talking to her Bill knelt down in front of him and took his cock in his
mouth and Ben knelt behind him tonguing his arse crack.  I gave Gary full
marks for continuing the conversation, albeit with several changes in voice
pitch, rather like when I was speaking to the vicar.

`You bastards' Gary said laughingly as he put down the phone and turning
round to display to one and all a most enormous erection. `You'll just have
to come upstairs with me and do something about this now.

The twins didn't need a second invitation and bundled Gary upstairs and
into bed just as the phone rang again.  It was Shaun asking if he and Ray
could spend the night as his parents were going to look after the farm on
Sunday so he could spend a day with Ray, but they weren't keen on Ray
sleeping at the farm.  I said of course it would be OK and Shaun said he'd
come over around eight o'clock and spend the evening in the pub while Ray
worked behind the bar.

I went upstairs to get dressed and found the three boys in my bed and told
them that Shaun and Ray would be spending the night, so Ben suggested that
I sleep with them and said I should get in with them now to make sure there
was room (any excuse!).  Gary looked a bit surprised, but I joined them and
was promptly set upon by the twins and was soon on my way to heaven.  After
a little while Gary joined in and I ended up with Gary's cock in my mouth,
my cock in Bill's mouth and Ben's cock up my arse.  Gary could hardly
believe what he was seeing and experiencing but was certainly entering into
things whole-heartedly.

I was very close to cumming when I heard Gary's breathing becoming very
ragged and a few seconds later he shot his load into my mouth and all over
my face and his cum was probably the sweetest I have ever tasted and,
considering that he had already cum two or three times, there was plenty of
it.

I could hold out no longer and as I came, I could feel Ben's cock getting
very hard inside me and when he came just after me he also seemed to shoot
loads into my arse.

Gary looked at me and said that he could never have imagined having fun
with anyone much older than him, but said that he had really enjoyed being
sucked by me.  I said that none of us took much notice of age, and that
Simon and Jason also had sex with the rest of us.

It was a very warm day and as a result this, combined with our exertions of
the last half-hour sent me drifting off to sleep and when I came to again
there was a hand resting on my cock, a head resting on my chest and a very
hard cock pressing against my hip.  By the looks and feel of things Gary
was ready for action again.  I pretended still to be asleep and his hand
slowly started to rub my cock up and down and he started to grind himself
against my hip.  I turned over so that I had my back to him and his cock
came to rest in my crack and his hand followed my cock round and continued
its attentions.  I could feel little butterfly kisses on my back and these
really started to turn me on and I knew that I wouldn't be able to feign
sleep for much longer.

I moved my right leg forwards to open up my arse crack a little bit and
Gary's rock hard cock found my sphincter straight away and I could feel him
pushing into me.  I pushed downwards and the head of his cock slipped
straight inside me.  I heard him gasp and a few seconds later I could feel
his cock penetrating me further.  His breathing was heavy on my back and
neck and the butterfly kisses continued with increasing intensity.  I knew
he was fully inside me when I felt his pubic hair pushing against my arse
and he suddenly hit my prostate setting off fireworks inside my head.

I now had to abandon all pretence of sleeping and whispered to him `Are you
sure you want to do this?'

`Oh, yes' he whispered `I feel so horny and your arse feels so good.'
Saying this, he started to pull out of me, almost completely, but thrust
back in at the last moment and immediately hit my prostate and the
fireworks started again.

I must have been making quite a bit of noise because I heard Bill say `What
does a boy have to do to get some sleep around here?'  He laughed, took
Ben's hand and pulled him out of bed and they went to shower together
leaving Gary and me to get on with our own business.

I tightened my grip on Gary's cock and he groaned with delight, so I rolled
over on to my stomach and thrust my arse into the air so that he could fuck
me more easily.  His thrusts became regular and I was on the verge of
cumming without touching my cock as he managed to hit my g-spot nearly
every time he pushed in.

When I came it really was earth-shattering and I was totally unable to
control my animal noises, so much so that Minnie, who had come into the
house unbeknownst to me and had made himself a coffee in the kitchen,
dashed up the stairs and into the bedroom to see what it was all about.
The moment he chose to enter was precisely the moment when Gary shot his
load straight into my arse with a cry of `Aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh' which
quickly turned into `Ooooooohhh shit' as he spotted Minnie in the doorway.

`Well, Bob' he said `I can see that you're firing on all cylinders, and
you, Gary, I can see that your haemorrhoids have cleared up nicely.

`Yes, nurse' said Gary.

`Ah,' I said `you two have met before then' I said.

`Yes, Gary was a patient of mine a few months back but I can see that his
little problem has cleared up nicely now.'

Gary was frantically trying to cover himself up when I explained that
Minnie was `one of us' and had lived in the house until recently and that
he need not worry about him.  Just then the boys came in from the bathroom
and gave Minnie a hug and then went into their room to get dressed.  Minnie
said `It's so hot I think I'll get undressed if you don't mind'.  I told
him that of course I didn't mind.  He was, after all, still one of `the
family'.

When he was naked Gary could not take his eyes off Minnie.  `I've never
seen anyone so hairy' he said `Your cock looks as though it's sticking out
of a bush!'

Minnie laughed and came over and shoved it in Gary's face, then turned
round and presented his arse for inspection.  `I don't think I could find
your back door amongst all that lot.'  Said Gary, so Minnie parted his
cheeks with his hands and invited Gary in.  Gary looked at me as his cock
started to rise again.  I shrugged my shoulders and Gary pushed his nose
into Minnie's crack hair.

Minnie started to moan and Gary said `Oh, nurse, I bet you say that to all
the boys.'  I laughed and went into the bathroom to shower and I could hear
that noise from the bedroom above the sound of water running.  I started to
wonder what this phenomenon called Gary was all about.  Then I realised, we
had discovered one of a very rare breed.  Is there a name for a male
nymphomaniac?


The Colonel

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