Date: Sun, 11 May 2003 11:46:10 +1000
From: iarwain <iarwain7@ains.net.au>
Subject: Peter's Mistake 13-14

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the story and all comments good or bad are welcome and I'll look forward to
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Special thanks to LAS and GEILE for their continuing interest and
responses. Their comments and questions have helped me with some issues
about the story.

What happened in the last posting.

Part Eleven.
During the long Christmas break Peter travelled to England.
When he got back he had an embarrassing time at a nudist beach with Michael.

Part Twelve.
Peter had an interesting and exciting rafting trip and got to know Brian
and Anthony much better.


Part thirteen
Holiday's End.

The next day Peter drove to the surf club and spent two days helping out.

When he arrived home there was an email saying he had four weeks to get
nude photos of twenty guys that he knew.  Peter didn't like that.  He
emailed back saying that he didn't think that was right.

The reply came back saying he still had to get the photos but he didn't
have to send them.  Peter thought about this and decided it covered any
worries he had, but made life very awkward for himself.  The two Peters had
their own time together for the next three days working on Pete's
portfolios and they traveled to various locations.

On the weekend the whole household gathered to make plans.  This was the
last week before College started and they were going to spend the whole
time down at the special bay.  Anthony had one more week of his holidays
and Andrew was working things so he could be there for the first three
days.

On Sunday they left and bought supplies on the way.  They arrived and spent
an hour and several trips to get everything carted through the bush.
Anthony, Brian and Sam had not been there before and were rapt.  In another
half hour they had the three two-man tents set up and Andrew had brought
his own specially built longer one.  They had time for a swim so they
mucked round in the bay.  Peter spent half the time with Brian and Anthony,
making sure they knew all the survival techniques and giving them a few
tips.  Apart from Brian and Anthony they all swam out to the island.

What a difference! Peter thought.

Neither Andrew or Michael had been game to swim the hundred metres last
time, and now they didn't even notice it.  Michael had been rather thin and
ran out of energy quickly, but now he had filled out and had endurance and
strength.  Peter suddenly realized how much Michael had grown in the past
twelve months.  He watched as Michael dived gracefully into the little pool
sheltered by the island then glide through the clear water.  After tea they
talked then went to bed as the night came on.  Peter took his speedos off
and pulled his sheet over him.  It was way too hot for his sleeping bag.
Michael was soon there and after he stripped he lifted Peter's sheet and
lay down next to him.

Hey! Mudcrab! I haven't been seeing enough of you.  I really missed you on
the rafting trip.  I was mostly thinking of you when I organized it you
know.

Truly? I felt sad when you all went off without me but there's only four
weeks left till our exhibition and I feel like we need about ten.

Teamwork like you're doing is very hard.  Is it working out with Sam?

Peter! He's amazing.  He works so hard and he looks so good.  You must look
at my photos and help me because I can't figure out whether they look good
because they're good, or because I like him so much.

I know what that's like.  I had the same trouble with you and Sam.  Do you
think you've got enough pictures Michael?

Well! That's another problem because we've got forty to fifty that we'd
like to use but Philip suggested about twenty.

That's interesting, because I usually struggle to get the number I set out
for.  Can I have a look on Monday after we get back?  I have to go to
College in the morning but I can spend the rest of the day if you like.

We'd love that.  We've wanted to ask you but you've been so busy.  Peter!
Can I ask you about Wednesdays?

What do you mean?

The problem is I don't really need your help with the maths, and you've
taught me how to swim.

Peter's heart lurched. He hadn't thought of this.

That's all right Michael but I'll really miss it.

That's not what I meant.  It was my favorite day last year and I wondered
if we could do something together this year?

Michael! Can I make you a deal?  Let's make Wednesdays our day.  >From
after College to bedtime. Reserved for us.  That's what I'd like the most.

Really? I was worried I was going to lose it, and now it's better than
ever.

Well! It mightn't be Wednesday and we probably should use after tea for
College stuff and I can help you with maths but you know what I mean.

Peter and Michael talked for hours that night.

The next day was abseiling day and they had two new chums to teach.  Brian
and Anthony were both eager.  They'd felt special getting through the
rafting and they wanted to prove themselves again.  Peter left it to Andrew
and Pete to show them, and used the opportunity to get dozens of photos of
Pete.  Pete was eager to help them as they'd got much closer on the rafting
trip, and it was this eagerness and excitement that Peter wanted to
capture.

Anthony surprised everyone by going over the edge without any worries and
then Anthony was the only one who could coax Brian over.  They took them
from the little drops gradually to the bigger ones where everyone started
having a turn.  They finished mid afternoon and went back to camp where
swimming was the activity for the rest of the day.  Sam, Brian and Anthony
hadn't used snorkeling gear, and when Pete showed them, they spent several
hours exploring this new world.  The other three swam slowly along the
cliff side of the inlet till they reached the entrance where the waves were
crashing over the reefs.  A nightly task when they got back was to fill
their water containers.  This meant a walk of five hundred metres along the
sandy shore to where a small stream was trickling over a rocky ledge.
Another nightly task was to search for crayfish.  Peter had brought a short
hand spear this time, which made the job much easier.  It usually only took
about twenty minutes to catch enough to feed the six who ate them.  After
their feast, as Brian and Anthony called it, they sat together round the
campfire and talked about the days activities.  Andrew persuaded Michael to
sing.  They'd been practicing together for six months now and he sang for
half an hour.  Sometimes he got the others to join in but mostly they just
wanted to listen.

Pete worked out a roster for the tents.  Andrew couldn't swap because he
was too big and Brian and Anthony were partners but the rest were swapping.
Peter was with Sam tonight and he'd seen as little of Sam as he had of
Michael.  Peter was first in the tent again and he got hard waiting for
Sam.  As soon as he arrived Peter grabbed him and hugged him tight.  Sam
laughed at being attacked by this naked man and almost immediately
discovered Peter's excited state.

This is quite a welcome Peter.

Sam! How can we live in the same house and hardly see each other for nearly
two months?

Don't blame me!  I'm not the one who goes overseas and all over the place.

Peter started taking Sam's clothes off which made Sam laugh again.  Peter
ran his hands over Sam's body.  He hadn't felt this smooth skin for too
long.  While he was talking he held Sam's cock and felt it grow.

That feels so good Sam. Can we just hold each other and talk?

Well! We can try.  But it might get a bit hard you could say.

They talked for over an hour, touching and caressing all the time, and
caught up on each other's lives and thoughts.  Peter was very interested to
hear Sam's side of his and Michael's work.

We're worried about how much time we've got left but we work so well
together I can't get over it.  He has so many ideas and so much energy I've
hardly been able to keep up with him.

Michael says you're the one who works hard.

We both do.  I'm hoping we'll stay as a team together after we finish this
project.  I think we will too, because we've already got some ideas we
could try.

How do you think your project is going?

We're both really excited because we think it's great, but we want you to
have a look and help us if you can.

Didn't Michael tell you?  We've organized that for next Monday after
midday.

Great! Now tell me what happened when you went to England.  I haven't heard
much and I would love to travel.

They talked more, then nearly drove each other crazy with their passion.

Peter woke early and Sam was on his side facing him.  He held Sam's cock
and felt it slowly grow and harden.  Then after squeezing some lubricant
into himself he moved himself so that his backside was pressing against
Sam.  Slowly and carefully Peter moved and wriggled till Sam was right
inside him.  He squeezed and massaged Sam with his internal muscles.  Sam
must have been having a great dream because he started to occasionally push
in and out.  Peter kept this going for fifteen minutes when he felt Sam's
body tense for a moment.

So Peter! Just how did we get into this position?  I wish I could wake up
like this every morning.

He reached round and held Peter's hard-on and they gently stimulated each
other for another half an hour before they helped each other to cum, then
stayed joined close till they heard the others getting up.

Tuesday was an exploration day.  They took some lunch and explored East
along the cliff tops.  This was hard work as they had to scramble through
the bush at times and clamber over rocky patches.  It was also slow going
as the cameras were working overtime and Sam was doing lots of sketches.
There were magnificent views and rugged rock formations with waves crashing
over them and after three hours and five kms, they came to Peter's
objective.  This was a large bay he had seen on his map, which swept back
in from a long point of rock.  First they had some lunch then made their
way down to the sandy beach.  Their packs were stowed under some shady
trees and they stripped to their speedos, shorts for Andrew, and relaxed on
the sand.

Anthony and Brian! I hope you don't mind if you stay here for a few hours
because the rest of us are going out there.

Peter pointed to a good size island out in the bay.  Andrew and Michael
didn't believe him and Sam and Pete looked amazed as well.

I checked it carefully on the map and it's nearly a kilometer
away. Yesterday afternoon you two swam that far with me and hardly noticed
it. It's the same as twenty laps of the pool and you know that's easy for
you.

Brian and Anthony watched as they set off.  They swam at an easy pace with
energy saving strokes and stops for rests whenever they felt like it.  They
reached the island sooner than they expected.  It was about 150 metres
across and they could see a large rock platform sloping down into the
water.  This was the perfect place to climb out and they carefully made
their way up the rock in their bare feet.  Once they reached the level area
Pete started doing a victory dance and Michael joined him.  Then they were
shipwrecked sailors gasping for water.  Then Michael became the siren
luring the travelers with his song.  He had to tell Pete what that meant,
but Pete put a dreamy look on his face and wrapped his arms round Michael.
After a rest they looked round.  There wasn't much to see but one section
was higher than the rest and Pete went to check it out.  He yelled for
everyone, and it was an overhang with the sea disappearing beneath it. When
all were ready they set off swimming again.  Peter took them round the
island to check the overhang and it was a real find, as it turned out to be
a large cave stretching some fifty metres into the rock.  They made their
way carefully in and as their eyes adjusted to the dim light they could see
more and more.  It was quite eerie.  Their voices echoed and boomed in the
enclosed space and it felt like a temple or church.  They couldn't find
anywhere to climb out of the water so they made their way out and headed
back.  They couldn't see Brian and Anthony when they reached the shore and
Pete wanted to surprise them so everyone walked quietly to where the gear
was stored.  They surprised them all right because they were making love in
a dip in the sand.

We didn't think you'd be back so soon.

Pete loved this.

My God! How long do you want?  Your pekkers must be worn off by now.

Sam wanted them to stay in position so he could make a sketch and Michael
said he could see definite possibilities for a camera shot.  With the
stirring finished, the five swimmers all got a much needed drink from their
daypacks, and after a rest everyone headed back along the cliff tops to the
camp.

The first thing everyone wanted when they got back was a drink and next was
a swim to cool off.  Pete announced he was sick of wearing too many hot
clothes and stripped nude.  Sam followed suit but everyone else wore their
swimming gear.  After a quick swim Peter found a shady spot and read a
novel for an hour.  Anthony pulled out his hand line and said he was going
fishing.  Peter said that the muscles and limpet shells would be good for
bait.  Michael, Pete and Andrew went for crayfish and Sam worked on his
sketches.  Everyone was starving from the long day's activity and Anthony
was treated like a hero when he caught six nice fish, one of which was at
least two kgs.

I couldn't believe it!  Every time I threw the line in they grabbed it.

Peter was most impressed because he loved fish.  It was crayfish he
couldn't eat.  It really was a feast because they had more crayfish than
could be finished as well.  Everyone was so tired they went to bed as soon
as it was dark.  Peter was sharing with Michael again but they'd only
talked for a few minutes when Peter knew that Michael was sound asleep.  In
the morning Peter awoke to a typical Michael situation.  It was the 'Peter
on his back, Michael pressed against him with his top leg resting on
Peter's boner' scenario.  Peter waited for a while thinking Michael might
move, but he didn't, and Peter's boner wouldn't go down either.  Eventually
he rolled slowly away from Michael and dozed off again.  He woke with a
start to find himself being tickled by Michael.

Hey Torturer! Watch it or I might eat you.

Peter should have kept quiet because now he had Michael all over him and
full of life.  Peter wrestled and tickled Michael back but with their nude
bodies so close and especially being tickled he didn't last long.  As soon
as he felt himself harden he rolled onto his stomach and pretended to give
up.  Michael tickled him some more then stopped.  He suddenly reached under
Peter and felt his hard cock.

So that's why you stopped.  That's why you turn away from me, and lie on
your stomach so much, isn't it?  I'm going to check you out from now on.

Peter didn't know what to say.  Once Michael's curiosity was aroused you
couldn't stop him.

Well! Let's get up. I think I can hear someone else out there.

O.K! Peter! You first!

Peter found his speedos and slipped them on.  He had to push his cock to
the side to keep it in.  He quickly left the tent to the sound of Michael's
laugh.

Today was Andrew's last day.  In the morning they went to some cliffs
they'd noticed yesterday about half a km along from the entrance.  They
were the highest yet and looked very exciting.  They were stuck for a while
because they couldn't see anywhere to climb up.  Andrew found a way.  There
was a section where it was quite easy except for a ten metre overhang.  He
said they'd have to use the second rope and harness and he'd pull them up
the overhang.

But what about you Andrew?  You can't just miss out.

Andrew laughed and said if six strong guys couldn't lift him he'd be
amazed.  It took longer with only one rope.  The height of the cliff used
most of the rope and gave a real rush of exhilaration as you started down.
Peter went first and was the safety man for the others.  When the six of
them were down they scrambled along to Andrew who lifted them effortlessly
one after the other.  Then he had his turn.  They all got very confident
and started jumping down and running sideways along the cliff face.  Andrew
showed them a special way that you could go down headfirst, but no-one was
game to try, and Peter wondered where he had learnt it.  They were back at
camp for lunch and in the afternoon Peter took them two km to the west
where there was a surf beach.  The waves were quite large but it looked
quite safe if you kept away from the rocks on each side.  Pete helped Sam
and Andrew who wanted to learn to bodysurf, and Peter and Michael stayed
with Brian and Anthony and got them going on the two boogie boards they had
brought.  Sam and Andrew learnt quickly and the five swimmers headed out to
the second break.  Peter showed them how to dive low beneath the oncoming
waves so they didn't get carried in and tumbled about.  These waves were
wonderful for bodysurfing.  They were powerful but not dumpers and would
carry sixty or seventy metres if you wanted to.  They spent five hours
there. They'd surf for an hour, come out for a rest, then go back in again.
Pete decided he was going to try without his speedos.  He informed
everyone, with a big grin, that it was definitely an experience not to be
missed, and soon Andrew was the only one wearing anything.  Peter could see
Andrew smiling at him all the time and when they were sitting on the beach
he asked him about it.

First of all I'm smiling because I feel like I'm at a nudist colony.  But
mostly I've been thinking how last time I was down here I wasn't game to
get out of my depth and now I can enjoy swimming for an hour in big surf.
I've got a lot to thank you for Peter.  Being able to swim like this has
opened up big possibilities for me.  Of course it means I can have lots of
adventures that I didn't even think of before and I want us to go sea
kayaking at some stage, but it means I can go further in my job as well.

We're all mystified by this job and all your contacts Andrew.  Is there
some reason you never talk about it?

Well! Keep this to yourself Peter but it's because I'm not allowed to.
Even saying that is more than I should.  I've broken another rule by
letting you guys become my friends too, but luckily I'm fairly hard to
replace

How did you get to know so much about computers?  Michael is pretty good
with them but he tells me that he knows nothing compared to you.

I'm not boasting, but I am cleverer than most people, and when I was young
I found school so boring I had to find other things to do.  I got hooked on
computers and found I was a natural with them.  It was a shock when I found
that no-one knew the answers to my questions, but it was also exciting for
me because I learnt I could work things out myself, and I ended up with a
triple masters degree in computer science, maths and cryptology.

Peter felt uneasy with himself.  He knew he'd misjudged Andrew seriously.
He'd known that Andrew was very capable but this put a totally different
light on him.

Andrew! I'm embarrassed!  Here I have been feeling very clever and
competent because I majored in maths and got a degree, and all this time
I'm chickenfeed compared to you.  You are very good at keeping things quiet
about yourself aren't you?

There's nothing to be embarrassed about Peter.  I think you've got things
the wrong way round.  I happen to have more admiration for people who work
to gain their achievements than those who just fall into them like I did.
And don't you pull this admiration for the great guru stuff on me because
there're facets of your makeup that I look on with the same kind of
longing.  Your ability as an artist is something I would love and I know
how much you helped me that day you made me go back in the ocean after you
saved me.  I don't mean the physical help.  You knew what was happening in
my mind and forced me to make the best decision even if it was hard.  And
look at what we've got here.  Not one of us isn't a happier person since
meeting you, and our household is something special with bonds that just
keep growing stronger.  Don't you try to tell me that we're all nice people
and it would have happened anyway, because that's just not true.  Brian and
Anthony would probably be fighting prejudice and living in misery in some
total dump.  Pete is a changed person since he's become your special friend
and I don't have to say anything about how much you've helped Sam and
Michael.  Speaking for myself, you're the first person I've met in my life
who I know to be a true friend and you've given me the friendship of all
these others as well.

A wonderful feeling of happiness welled up inside Peter.  Andrew had just
stated how much his friendship meant and Peter felt proud that he'd given
it.  The flip side of course was that Andrew had just formally given it
back.
 Peter had a strange feeling as if he had somehow become more than one
person.

Andrew! I'm sorry but I don't know what to say.

Well! Let's just enjoy!  I've got time for one more swim with the reborn
hippie generation before we should get back to camp.  Come on! I'll race
you to the waves.

The day passed too quickly and by the time they got back and helped Andrew
with his gear to his bike, it was nearly 7.00 p.m.  Goodbyes were quick and
everyone made an impromptu guard of honor and cheered as Andrew left.  His
response was to spray them all with sand and dirt from his spinning wheel
and leave with a one hundred metre mono along the track.  They filled the
water bottles on the return to camp and had tea from their supplies.


Part Fourteen

Everyone was a bit quiet after Andrew left.  He mightn't be boisterous but
his presence was certainly powerful, and it felt different without him.

After tea they sat together for an hour.  Sam sketched and Pete made
everyone laugh.  Brian and Anthony were particularly close, and Michael was
setting himself up in poses for Sam.  Peter had his camera and caught some
great candid shots of everyone.  They discussed what to do the next day and
decided to spend the day in the car traveling to places along the wild
South Coast.  Peter had a bush bath and felt clean and fresh and in the
tent he relaxed on top of his sheet waiting for Pete.  Pete was also having
a clean up but he took ten minutes longer to get to the tent.  Peter was in
a dozy half asleep state when he arrived and smiled in pleasure as he felt
Pete playing with his cock and balls.  His dreamy state totally ended when
Pete gave him a couple of nipple rippers and jabbed his finger in Peter's
belly button and wriggled it round.  Peter opened his mouth to exclaim but
couldn't get a sound out because Pete was waiting to give his special
version of mouth to mouth.  Peter felt like a whirlwind had hit him.  He
felt Pete grab his balls and circle them with thumb and forefinger to trap
and hold them then squeeze and pull on them till his cock had erected.
Pete jumped on top of Peter and sat on his chest.

Come on slave! Suck my cock! I know you want it.

He grabbed Peter's jaws, pulled them open and shoved his cock right in.

Get working pretty boy and give me good head!

My God! What's this game going to mean? Thought Peter.

I've had my eye on you all day, boytoy!  And you're mine tonight.  I saw
you eyeing off my piece of meat and if you want it you do what the master
says.  Give that tongue a workout and watch the teeth.

Peter promptly gave a gentle bite to see what would happen.  Pete reached
down and grabbed both of Peter's nipples and stretched and twisted them.
It wasn't painful but it wasn't exactly pleasant either.
 Peter had a shock to find that it was turning him on though.

Now! Get those hands up behind your head and don't move them till I say.

Peter did this and Pete released his nipples.  The next thing he did was to
hold Peter's head with his hands and move it back and forth on his cock.
Peter gave another bite to see what would happen next.  Pete took hold of
Peter's earlobes and nipped them with his fingers.  Once again this was
uncomfortable but felt good at the same time.  Peter gave another bite.

My slave is feeling disobedient!  Take a big breath then, because you've
got three more breaths to bring me off, or it will be a golden drink.

Pete used one hand to close Peter's nostrils and the other to hold his
mouth sealed.  Peter took up the challenge and worked rapidly with his
tongue and mouth to tease Pete's cock.  He didn't really believe that Pete
would piss in his mouth but it would be just like him to do it for its
shock value.  Peter was feeling dizzy in his last breath when he felt his
mouth flooding.  He gasped in air as Pete released his nostrils and lips
then made Pete jump back by rubbing his tongue over his cockhead.

Pete! You idiot! You had me worried then.  I didn't know if you meant that
or not. Now! Give me a proper kiss.

What? Don't you want to be my slave for the night Peter?

No I don't!  And I don't want you to be mine either.  I like the real Pete
much better.

Pete wasn't ready for the kiss yet, but after using some lubrication and
wriggling back till Peter was right inside him, he was, and then it was
another hour before Peter had a chance to feel dozy again.

They got moving early the next morning and had a very interesting day
visiting the wild cliffs and beaches along the southern coast.  Loch Ard
Gorge with its blowhole and thunder cave, the giant sandstone sentinels
called the Twelve Apostles and a beautiful spot called The Grotto carved
into the cliff face.  Peter knew of a place called The Arch where they went
off the walking track and clambered down to a ledge where the big waves
were breaking.  The interesting thing was a tunnel, which went through the
cliff face and came out on another ledge which followed the cliff face
around.  Everyone enjoyed the day but agreed that they liked their own camp
better because there were no people there.

They arrived back in time to swim and relax or whatever before tea.

Sam had a huge bunch of rough sketches he wanted to work on and Peter spent
some time with Brian and Anthony who had let him know they wanted to
improve their swimming.  Pete and Michael went for some crayfish.  Next
Anthony went off with Brian to his special super spot to try for some more
fish and the two Peters and Michael went for a fast swim out to the
entrance.  As they were coming back they saw Anthony and Brian waving so
they swam over.  Anthony was leaping round in his excitement.  He'd caught
eighteen fish all the same type and then when he thought his line was
snagged, he had a great fright to find it was a giant eel nearly a metre
long.

What will we do with it?  Should we throw it back in or can we try eating
it?

You can try if you like but it will probably be very tough.  Those other
fish are called whiting and they are delicious, especially when they are as
fresh as this.

Tea was a feast again and everyone said it was the best yet.  Peter had
some lemons in the supplies, which made the whiting mouth-watering.  Pete
said everyone had to put on an act of some kind after tea.  He tried to
make a rule that everyone was nude at some part but no-one agreed because
it was mosquito time.  Everyone enjoyed themselves and each other's acts
but Michael stole the show.  By popular demand he had to sing and then do
three encores.  It was dark when Pete did his last act, but everyone was
wide awake so they walked to the entrance by the light of the bright moon
and watched the waves crashing in.  When they got back to the camp Pete
went for a bucket of seawater to put the campfire out.

Hey! Come and look at this. It's great!

He'd discovered that when you moved something through the water it lit up
with phosphorescence.  Before long everyone was paddling and watching each
step light up with little flecks of fiery light.  Pete tossed all his
clothes up on the beach and said he was going to try having a swim.
Peter's eyes watched with astonishment when Pete dived in the waist deep
water and came up five metres away.  It looked like an arrow of light was
traveling through the water as Pete's body disturbed the little creatures
and they flashed into sparks of brilliance.

When Pete stood up Peter saw an image he was never to forget.

The bright moonlight gleamed on Pete's body, showing the beauty of his
shape, but he was also covered in little specks of light.  In his mind
Peter saw a young sea god emerging from the water, clothed in nothing but
light.

Hey! This is awesome! I'm on fire but it doesn't burn.  You have to try
this.

Everyone joined him and he was right.  It was awesome!  Every movement
through he water left a trail of sparks.  When Peter stood up from his
first dive under he could see the tiny pinpoints of light flashing all over
his body.  The water felt beautifully warm and everyone experimented with
the effects of the light.  Pete called Sam over and jumped on him
piggy-back style.  Brian copied Pete, and Michael wasn't going to be left
out.  Peter had no say and felt Michael's legs clasp round his stomach and
his strong arms holding round his neck.  For a while they tried to push the
other pairs over then they started to walk through the water.  Peter felt
trapped.  The closeness of Michael had its usual effect and his cock built
up to a full boner.  Luckily Michael didn't know because Peter was now
supporting him by his legs.  He was discovered though because Pete decided
it was time to head back and told everyone to swap positions.  For some
reason Michael decided to have Peter on his shoulders.  He jumped off
Peter's back and dived between his legs from behind.  Holding Peter's legs
for balance, he stood up with Peter on his shoulders.  Peter felt his cock
pressed into the back of Michael's head and he knew he was sprung when
Michael stopped moving and pushed his head back against him.  Michael
laughed and reached up with his hand to feel Peter's cock.

I've caught you again Peter! This is the second time now.

Michael! Let me down! This is embarrassing.

Michael started walking after the others.

No! You stay there!  I don't mind, and I think it's funny because I've kind
of got you trapped.

After a short distance Michael fell over.  He made Pete change to
piggy-back style as it was much more stable.  This raised Peter's tension
much more.  The full length of his cock was now pressed against Michael's
back and to his shock he realized that with every step his body was jolted
up and down.  Every step meant his cock was pressed and rubbed.  By the
time they were half way back Peter's balls were drawn up tight and his cock
was straining rigid.  They went a bit further then he stopped Michael.

Michael! You have to let me off. We can swap if you like.

Michael let Peter down and hesitated a moment.

Come on! You raging stallion! See if we can catch up to the others.

He charged off through the water and Peter followed.  They caught up to
Brian and Anthony and tipped them over but Pete and Sam were too far ahead.
When everyone went up for their clothes Peter relaxed in the water watching
the lights as he moved his arms and legs.  When he walked to the camp he
had a drink then grabbed some soap and water for his nightly wash.  Peter
wondered if Michael was asleep because it was very quiet as he approached
the tent, so he sneaked in quietly.  As Peter was lying down Michael
grabbed him and gave him a fierce hug then snuggled up to him as he usually
did.  Peter wondered what to say but Michael started talking first.

Peter! I've been thinking a lot these last few days.  Are you a magician?

Michael! You've lost me. What do you mean?

Well! How do you make people so happy?  I've never known anyone who's made
me feel as special as you do.  I've been watching everyone else this trip
and it's the same for them.  Andrew is always a mystery man to me but
yesterday I was watching him and he was smiling all the time.  I had a
feeling creep through my head that he'd never been as happy in his whole
life. I reckon you put a magic spell on people, that makes them feel
special.



Peter grabbed Michael at the back of his neck and gave a tug.

I'm glad they feel happy and special Michael but I don't really think it's
much to do with me.

Michael gave a little laugh and Peter felt his nostrils pitched.

Now I've got you by the nose Peter Bonner.  I'm going to ask everyone
tomorrow and I'll bet they all agree with me.

Just because they all agree with you doesn't mean you're right.

I'll ask Andrew then and I wouldn't like to argue with him.

Michael!  I wouldn't either.  I'm sorry about tonight.

Sorry about what?

When you were carrying me.

Oh!  You mean your boner.  Boy!  It was a hard one wasn't it?  I thought
you were going to dig a hole in my back.  There's nothing to be sorry
about.  It's just you isn't it?

Just me?

Yes!  I like to know everything I can find out about you.  You sounded a
bit quick when you said P. B. was your initials at the club.  So I found
out why it stands for Peter Boner.  I think it's neat and your score is
already up to two.

What score?

I told you yesterday I was going to catch you whenever I can.

Michael!  You're impossible.

Now I'm not!  I'm here, so I must be possible.

What did you think of the phosphorescence in the water tonight Michael?

I told you when we started talking Peter.  You're a magician.  When you're
around magic things happen.  My eyes nearly fell out when Pete dived in.
It was like he turned from a person into light that was alive.  Remember
when we were looking at the moon and there was an eclipse.  I always keep
thinking you did that just for me.

Wow!  I must be pretty good then.  Wake me up in the morning in case I
forget to tell the sun to come up.

Michael must have found this a bit funny because he started to laugh then
grabbed his pillow and hit Peter with it.

Don't get cheeky with me Peter!  Don't forget that I'm the boss and you're
the brute who needs his hair tugged.

Michael dived on Peter and grabbed at his hair.  When this didn't work he
started wrestling and trying to hold Peter's arms down.

Peter didn't know how to cope.  There was nowhere to go in the tent and
Michael seemed to be oblivious to the fact they were both nude.  Arms and
legs became entangled and the closeness had its inevitable effect on Peter.
He curled in a ball on his side and told Michael that he'd won again and
really was a brute.  Michael laughed again.

Have I really won?  Lie on your back then.

Do I have to?

The score's three now isn't it?

Ah!  Yes!

Boy Peter!  You turn on quickly don't you?  I wish I could.

What do you mean?

Michael went quiet and still and Peter felt a chill fly through him as he
realized this was another forbidden area of discussion.

Peter!  Hold me please!  I need you!

The dreadful tone in Michael's voice made Peter forget everything else.  He
jumped up and hugged Michael tightly to him.

Hey!  Mud crab!  Hang on tight.  Can I help?

Peter could feel Michael's body heaving as it was racked with emotion.  He
cursed the ghosts that could turn Michael from happiness to despair in a
moment and felt like crying himself when he felt moisture drop onto his
arm.

Peter!  I'm so sorry!  I just can't stop it.

It's all right Michael, I don't mind what you do.

 Peter kept holding Michael tight for another five minutes, occasionally
rocking him and talking quietly as Michael's body gradually relaxed and
calmed down.  He went so quiet that Peter started to think that he'd gone
to sleep.  Michael's body suddenly stiffened then he sat up.

I'm all right now Peter, but can I hug you for helping me?

Of course you can.

 Peter didn't quite realize what Michael had meant because he faced Peter
and put his arms around him.  He squeezed hard for a while then pushed
Peter down on his back.  Michael lay on his side next to Peter and rested
with his top arm across Peter's chest and his top leg bent and resting on
Peter's groin.

Please Peter don't move till after I'm asleep.  I just want to feel really
close to you.

Michael was quiet but he kept pressing his arm and his body against Peter.
He moved so that his head was on Peter's chest and occasionally Peter felt
Michael's leg move as well.  After a while Michael was completely quiet and
Peter didn't move in case he woke him up.  Peter woke in the morning from
one of his usual great erotic dreams.  He lifted his head and saw Michael's
leg resting on his hard cock.  He heard a bit of the giggle from Michael.

I woke up first this morning Peter.  Guess what!  You've been moving your
self against my leg for the last five minutes.

Peter rolled on his side away from Michael.

You don't have to be that embarrassed.  You were asleep.

Michael snuggled himself right up close and tangled his fingers in Peter's
hair.  He talked about the things they've been doing and said he was
excited about Peter looking at his photos on Monday and wondered what they
were doing for the day.  Peter went to get up the Michael grabbed him.

Don't go Peter!  Can I have you to myself for a while?

Peter rolled over of so he was facing Michael then leaned forward and
rubbed noses with him.

There you are boss!  I won't leave until you do the same to me, but I
expect if we wait too long Pete could throw a bucket of water over us or
something.

He would wouldn't he?  Peter Can we go somewhere for a few days?  Just you
and me.

We'll go next weekend.  No!  We can't!  Your exhibition is on.  What about
the weekend after?  When we get together on Wednesday we'll make some
special plans.  I've already got an idea.  No! I've got two ideas.

Michael wanted to know the ideas but Peter said he'd keep them secret till
Wednesday.  Michael kept talking for a while then leaned over and rubbed
noses.

Peter! I've been trying to think how to say thank you.

That's hard sometimes isn't it?  Saying it doesn't seem to be enough.  But
what ever I did I'm glad it pleased you.

Michael was about to say something when the tent collapsed.

Michael!  It wasn't a bucket of water, but I bet it was Pete that caused
it.

A big laugh proved it was Pete, but the pile of bodies that squished them
showed that everyone else was involved as well.  When Peter found the zip
and climbed out, Sam and Pete and Brian lifted him up and carried him to
the water and threw him in.  Anthony held Michael down till the others got
back and then he also was thrown in.

Peter!  We've been talking and what do you think of spending the day at the
surf beach.  We mean the whole day and have lunch and tea and come home in
the dark.

There was some organizing to do because it meant carrying enough water and
two meals for each person plus what ever else they wanted.  Everyone ended
up carrying a rucksack.  The sun was hot and the water wasn't cold and the
whole day was spent swimming and surfing, reading, relaxing, running,
talking etc.  At some stage everyone was buried in the sand but Peter was
the one who copped it most.  By the end of the day he was feeling weary.
He worked out that he'd been in the water swimming or surfing for over five
hours.  Pete stuck 6 pieces of driftwood in the sand and made everyone hang
their speedos on them.  He said he'd proclaimed today as a clothes free
day, and they were only there for emergencies.  Anthony caused big grins
when he said everyone would need to keep putting sunscreens on the parts
that were usually covered.  He offered his services to anybody who needed
help.  Pete made it into one of his games by saying he'd be the guinea pig.
Anthony put it all back on to Pete.

You'll have to provide your own sunscreen then Pete.  I don't want to use
all mine up in one go.

This was a really good stir but Pete just dived for his pack and handed his
cream over.

There you are Anthony, and the instructions say it must be rubbed in
thoroughly.

Peter watched Anthony blush and hesitate, then he squeezed some cream onto
his hands and smoothed it onto Pete's cock and round his balls.

It's your sunscreen Pete, so you tell me when it's rubbed in enough.

Peter was quite amazed.  Quiet Anthony was keeping up with Pete in this
friendly challenge.  Pete realized this too but it wasn't in his nature to
back down.  He stood there with a giant grin spread over his face and said
nothing.  Peter didn't know if Pete was trying a bluff or not, but when he
saw Anthony's answering smile he knew neither was going to give in.

When Pete's cock started to stiffen Peter rapidly put his own sunscreen on,
and by the time he headed for the water, Pete was straining erect and
Anthony had added more cream.  Watching from the water, Peter heard a big
cheer and saw the others head towards him.  Michael came straight over and
told Peter all about it.

Pete's amazing isn't he?  He didn't care a scrap that we were all there.
And Anthony was embarrassed because he ended up with a boner too, but he
didn't give in.  Did you leave because you were getting a boner?

Peter hesitated to long in his answer and Michael laughed.

I told you I'm watching you!  I'll add a half onto your score for that.

Tea was out of tins at 6 o'clock and everyone was sitting watching the
ocean.  At about 7:00 the breeze dropped and the waves built up to the
biggest they'd seen.  Peter got very excited and took the four good
swimmers to the outer break.

You don't see waves like this very often and you'll never forget it.

It was so exciting they stayed for one and half hours.  Anthony and Brian
had an exciting time as well on their boogie boards.  For half an hour they
relaxed on the sand and watched the sun going down.  Peter walked to the
shallows with his camera hoping to catch the light on the water.  Suddenly
the sky and the sea turned brilliant red.  He yelled for Pete.

Pete! Run down there and then towards the sun as fast as you can.

Peter set the camera on rapid shoot and auto bracket and held the shutter
down for five minutes while Pete ran and jumped in the water.  It was
amazing.  Pete's body turned the same brilliant color as the water and the
sky.

Peter!  Look!  I'm on fire again, only this time it's day.

Michael rushed down with his camera but the effect only lasted a few
minutes and he missed the brilliant moment.  Peter was desperately hoping
that his camera had captured what he had seen.  He knew it could be the
most amazing set of photos he'd ever taken.

As the sky darkened they loaded their packs and set off for their camp.  In
the tent Peter and Sam started kissing and cuddling but they were both so
weary from the days efforts that they fell asleep.  Peter woke up early
when Sam rolled on top of him and started nibbling on his neck.  He
whispered in Peter's ear,

We're going to be the last ones out of our tent this morning.

Peter wasn't going to argue, and since everyone else slept in, they made
love for nearly two hours.  After breakfast they explored the cliff tops to
the West and managed to climb down to the rocky ledges.  Sam stopped to
make his sketches all the time and Peter and Michael tried for photos of
the big waves breaking on the rocks.  They got back to camp at lunchtime
and everyone decided to have a lazy afternoon.

Sam laughed and said yesterday was a lazy day too and it nearly wore him
out.  Peter started to read a book but fell asleep.  Sam started on his
sketches but fell asleep.  Brian and Anthony were sitting together in the
shade and before long Pete and Michael were the only ones awake.  With the
quiet atmosphere they soon settled down as well and everyone slept for over
an hour.  Peter opened his eyes when he heard some laughter.  Michael and
Pete were together writing something down.  He walked over to see what they
were doing.

Peter!  Would you wake all those lazies up?  We've worked out plans for
this afternoon.

Peter woke Sam up first by tickling his foot very gently.

Anthony was lying with his mouth slightly open so Peter slowly trickled
some water in.  This didn't work because Anthony just swallowed it.  Peter
put his finger in Anthony's mouth and wriggled it against his tongue.
After a moment Anthony started sucking on it then opened his eyes.

Oops!  I thought it was Brian.  What's happening?

When Brian was awake they all went over to Pete and Michael.  Pete took
over.

OK!  We're having the nude Olympics this afternoon.  I'm the official judge
and Michael is in charge of giving out medals or medal substitutes.  Some
of our events are non-traditional and so are our rules for winning.  Is
anyone not joining in?

Everyone agreed to join in and follow the rules.  The first event was egg
throwing and Brian was the winner because he was the most spectacular
splattered.  The second evening was a 100 metre sand sprint.  Peter tried
his hardest but Michael won and Pete was second.  It was very interesting,
Peter won all the swimming but Michael was almost as good as Sam and Pete.
Peter won any running over 200 meters and Michael came second.  The novelty
events included rock throwing, build a body in the sand, a dizzy
competition, running backwards, a blind man obstacle course guided by a
partner, piggyback races, crab races, holding your breathe underwater, and
a statues competition.  There were four events where Peter was embarrassed.

The first was the tug-of-war.  Peter drew Michael and Brian as a team
against the other three who were too strong.  The penalty for the losing
team was to be tied up for ten minutes and do what the others ordered.
Pete organized them all facing the same direction, with Peter in the
middle.  Their legs were left free but their upper bodies were bound
firmly.  The first task was to walk to the water.  They worked out a
technique almost like marching so that their legs didn't get tangled up.
Peter's boner became very interested at this stage and by the time they
reached the water Michael was chanting.

Four and a half! Four and a half!

Things got worse because as soon as they got wet the sunscreen got
slippery.  Anthony took them to the shallows and said they had to learn to
jog.  Peter was getting frantic, Michael was making comments about a
jackhammer in his back and Brian was in the same condition as Peter when
their time was up.  Everyone cheered when Peter and Brian were revealed.
Pete tried to say they had to stay for the next event, but they both headed
for the water for 5 minutes.

The second event to embarrass Peter was the wrestling.  Peter beat Brian
easily but in the second round he was against Sam.  He knew he was in
trouble when Sam whispered in his ear,

It's our special rules Peter!

Sam used the same tricks and concentrated on getting Peter hard rather than
winning.  At the end of their time Sam pinned Peter easily.  Peter made his
second dash for the water.

Michael won the hugging event when Peter got a boner.

And Pete won the kissing event the same way.

Peter knew he was the victim of Pete and Michael's strategic planning, and
the Bonner boner reputation was completely entrenched now.

The four good swimmers swam to the entrance and back then everyone prepared
for their last feast.  Anthony was given orders to bring back a super catch
and Pete and Sam set out to catch two big crays and five small ones.  Peter
had noticed a few abalone and he and Michael searched till they collected a
dozen.  The meal was relaxed and drawn out and they shared a flask of wine
and talked round the little campfire till late.  In the tent Michael rested
his head on Peter's shoulder and fell asleep in about 30 seconds.  In the
morning everyone had itchy feet and wanted to get going.  Instead of
leaving at lunchtime they headed off straightaway and stopped at Lorne surf
beach and then again at Anglesea.

The end of Part Fourteen.


Note from the author.
Please drop a short e-mail if you are enjoying the story. (Or if you're
not I'd appreciate helpful criticism too.)  The last posting (parts 11 and
12) had hardly any response and I started to wonder if I was doing
something wrong.  Thanks.  Iarwain.

E-mail -- iarwain7@ains.net.au