Date: Sun, 03 Oct 2010 00:31:21 +0200
From: Rick Masters <succum@gmx.com>
Subject: Holidays by the Sea - 109

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Chapter 108 ended

As their orgasms eased down, the two collapsed onto the bed and lay still
head to toe beside each other panting; such was the exertion they had put
into their orgasms. After a few minutes, J asked Gar if he would like
another beer and Gar accepted the offer. J got up off the bed to get the
drinks and nearly shot through the ceiling.

Chapter 109

"What the fuck are you doing here?" J demanded, sounding very
angry. Scowling at three pairs of eyes in shocked faces which were now
beginning to show some fear.

"Sorry J, the talent show was very boring and so we came here to ask if we
could do something with you." One of the pair of eyes told him.

"How long have you been watching us?" J asked sternly.

"We only got here right at the end when you pushed hard against Gar's
face." Another pair of eyes owner answered.

"But you were supposed to be doing an act with the other three." Gar said
as he had now sat up on the bed and was looking at the three brothers.

"We did that long ago. We only left after we had done our thing." Simon
told him.

"How did it go?" Gar asked

"I think it was ok. The audience clapped and whistled for a long time, so I
guess they liked it." Stephen said.

"It was better than most of the other crap things we had to watch before we
left." Stuart admitted.

"Are you cross with us?" Simon asked.

"No. I just got such a shock when I saw you because I hadn't heard you come
in." J answered.

The three brother's faces broke into mischievous grins and then Stuart
asked, "Is putting your finger up the bum nice? Is that what fucking is?"

"Yes and no." Gar answered. "It is nice and it is not fucking."

"Look, enough with the questions. It will be getting close to the prize
giving and you should be there for that, just in case you guys won." J
said.

"Will you come with us, please?" Stephen begged.

"Don't you get a whole lot of shit on your fingers when you do that thing
in the bums?" Simon asked before J or Gar could answer Stephen's request.

"You make sure you and your partner are clean before you start." Gar
answered.

"We will have to think about coming with you. Go outside and wait in the
dorm while Gar and I discuss it." J said in answer to Stephen's
question. The three boys turned to file out of the room, but before they
had got moving, Gar stopped them for a moment and asked, "How come you
twins have been circumcised and Simon has not?"

"Our father is Jewish and he insisted on it when we were babies, but he had
left us and mom when Simon was born and she did not want to have him done."
Stuart answered.

"Well at least that is what our mother has told us." Stephen added.

"Ok, thanks for telling us. Now off you go." Gar, got them moving again.



Once they were alone again, J said, "I guess we should go and see if any of
our darlings win a prize. We will have to leave the drink till later if
you're ok with that?"

"Yeah. I guess so. Come let's get dressed and take the ruffians back to the
theatre." Gar agreed.

J and Gar got their clothes on and then told the three brothers to wait
while they went and washed their hands and faces. When they returned to the
boys it was to find them with their trousers down and Simon sucking on both
the twins' cocks at the same time.

"Ok boys, put them away and get dressed. You will have to leave that for
another time now." Gar told them.

"Do we have to?" Stephen pleaded, with none of them making any moves
towards obeying their dorm master.

"Yes, and you must do it right now, or else we will do it for you and if
your cocks get caught in the zip too bad." J backed up Gar's orders.

The boys realised they had no option and so reluctantly they pulled their
cocks from their little brother's mouth and began to pull their pants
up. Simon who was still clothed came over to J and Gar and placing a hand
on each of their fronts, he gave their cocks a rub.

"No, thank you, we'll have none of that right now, young man!" J told him
as he took the boy by his shoulders and turned him around to face away from
the two leaders.



By this time the two brothers had got their pants done up and the five of
them set off to go to the theatre. When they arrived they heard before they
saw that the show had ended and the prize giving was about to start.

"Made it just in time." J said as they filed through the curtain into the
auditorium. As they moved down the aisle looking for some vacant seats they
came across the other half of the sextet and saw that there were some empty
seats where they were sitting and so they moved in with them. There were
not enough seats and J suggested that one of the boys could sit on his
lap. Michael moved quickly and soon was sitting on J's legs with his legs
either side of J's so that his crotch was wide open. J placed his arms
around Michael's body and then rested his hands in Michael's lap, but did
not touch his cock or anything like that.  The lights in the auditorium
were on and J did not want to risk anyone seeing and being able to raise an
alarm on J. Michael on the other hand was prepared to throw caution to the
wind and he tried to nudge J's hand up onto his cock; but was unsuccessful.

The house lights dimmed a little, but not enough to hide anything, and the
prize giving got started with Spiro coming out onto the stage and telling
the campers how this had been the best talent show ever and suddenly J
remembered that he had heard those exact same words from the same mouth on
his second camp, when Spiro had taken over the managing of the Delta
campus. He decided he would have to tell Spiro if he got the opportunity to
mention it without any others hearing him. The six boys won the prize for
the best male group act. As the six went up to the stage to collect their
prize, J and Gar stood up clapping and whistling and then Gar shouted out,
"Those are my boys!" Stephen turned around and looked to shrivel at the
same time and blushed. Gar and J burst out laughing. When the six got up
onto the stage the whole room broke out into spontaneous applause. This
surprised the two dorm leaders because there had not been such applause for
any of the other prize winners so far. J leaned over and whispered to Gar,
"Their act must have been good." He would have said more, but as the boys
held up their trophy and the little personal prizes each would get to keep,
the audience started calling for the act to be done again. Spiro picked up
on this and held up a hand to ask for a bit of quiet. When the audience had
calmed down, he turned to the six and asked them to repeat their act again
as it was so good. The boys indicated they would and ran off the stage to
go behind the curtains to get ready.



The audience became completely silent and then a whistling started and the
six boys side shuffled out of the wings to centre stage, as the first bars
of "Whistle while you work" reached the ears of all present. But what was
the best was that the boys had drawn faces on their tummies with their
belly buttons being their mouths with fat red lip-sticked lips around them
shaped to look like whistling mouths, and then their nipples were the black
pupils of their eyes and their areolas had been coloured to be the iris
with the rest of the eye drawn around it and big bulbous noses between the
eyes and the mouth. Their heads and arms were covered with cardboard which
had been shaped to look like top hats and at their wastes they had more
cardboard fashioned to look like the collars of their shirts with little
black bow ties on. Once the boys had reached the middle of the stage, the
lone whistler stopped and after a short pause they started to twist their
bellies a bit like a belly dancer and then all six of them began to whistle
the Roger Whitaker song "The Whistler." As they came to the end of the
song, the boys sidled side ways off into the wings and the audience
exploded into applause once more.  J and Gar were very proud and even
though they had had no input into the act save to find the cardboard the
boys had needed. The art and craft leaders had helped them to develop their
costumes and the boys had somehow sneaked off to practice without J and Gar
noticing. Mainly because they had got the help of some of the other
activity leaders who had got them excused from some activities and given
them the place and help they needed.  But still the six boys had come up
with the idea and worked it out themselves and then gone for help.

As the noise died down, Spiro was back on the stage and he announced,
"Although we have given all the awards for the talent show tonight, there
is one more award we need to make. This is a special award which has just
been decided upon today because we have some exceptional circumstances this
camp."  He paused to make sure that everyone was listening before he
continued to announce what the special award was for.


Ok guys. Or should I say guys and gals. Not sure if there are any gals out
there who are reading my story. If you are please write and let me know and
what you think about it. What do you think the award is for?

Rick