Date: Mon, 10 Oct 2011 23:47:09 +0200
From: Rick Masters <succum@gmx.com>
Subject: Holidays byt the Sea - 142

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through the last week of camp.

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Rick

Chapter 141 ended

J then chased them all up and encouraged them to get ready to go for
breakfast as they needed to eat as early as possible to avoid problems with
their morning activities which were all of a physical nature on the
fields. As they were leaving the shower room, J reminded them they would be
sweating a lot and that they needed to dress appropriately.  The boys all
knew that he was suggesting that they go commando for the morning.

Chapter 142

J went back to his room and left the door open as usual as he began to get
dressed. He knew that there would be others watching him and so he made a
point of facing towards the end wall of his room so that he was side on to
those who might be taking peeks in. He put his deodorant on and then pulled
on a pair of shorts without any underwear as he had advised the younger
teens to do.  He knew that by the end of the morning, the whole dorm would
know that he was going commando, and hoped that this would encourage those
who had not yet got up the courage to do so. He then pulled his shirt
on. To put his trainers on, he sat on the corner of the bed facing the door
but not looking out of the door so that those looking in would be able to
confirm he was commando by the view up his shorts when he lifted each leg
to pull the trainer on. Finally he put his watch on and grabbed a peak cap
to wear on the walk up to breakfast. After they had all eaten, J suggested
that they need not bother going back to the dorm as they were already part
way to the fields for the activities, and so he let them go directly from
the dining hall. This did mean that they would be a bit early, but that
would give them more opportunity to talk with each other and become more of
a team.

J watched as the boys headed off towards the playing fields and was pretty
confident that they would go there and wait for the leaders who would be
organising them to arrive. Once they had rounded a corner and moved out of
sight, J turned and headed up to the office to see if there was anything
new he needed to know about. As he entered the office, Andrea called out,
"Morning J; there is some mail for you which came in this morning."

J returned the greeting with a smile as he walked over to Andrea's desk to
collect his mail. Andrea held out three envelopes to him.  As J took them
and flicked through them he immediately recognized his mother's writing on
the one and his dear Gerald's on another but the third one had him beat. He
could not think of who it might have come from and so wondered if one of
the guys from his first camp had written to him. But he could not show too
much eagerness, and so he left them all sealed as he checked the notice
board and then had a word with Spiro who chanced to come out of his office
while J was still there.

"I hope you are enjoying having a bit more time off this camp." Spiro said,
"Fortunately we were able to get more helpers for this last camp than the
previous ones and so are able to give you dorm leaders more time off." He
explained.

"Thank you, that is great.  I have been able to catch up on some sleep
already and intend to do some more of that this morning as long as I am not
needed for anything more." J responded.

"No, you are needed for this afternoon, but for the morning go and relax
with a nice cold drink out of that clever fridge of yours." Spiro told him.

J thanked him again and left the office in the direction of the shop to
stock up on a few things before heading back to the dorm to do just as he
had said. J intended to sleep that morning, but it would now have to wait
while he read his mail first.

Back in his dorm, J sat down with a cold drink he had taken out of his
cooler after he had topped up the water once more. He picked up the three
envelopes and pulled out Gerald's first. It was quite a long letter
stretching to several pages and detailing some of what he had got up to and
how much he missed J and how he had only been able to wank to thoughts of J
as he had no one to do it for him, especially as Kevin now did not seem to
want to know him. J found himself rubbing his own cock as he read some of
Gerald's descriptions of the fantasies he was having with his masturbation
sessions. J knew he would now need to climax before he went to sleep, and
so he stripped off and then continued to fondle himself as he finished
reading Gerald's letter. He was hard and horny by the time he got to where
Gerald made his goodbyes, but then a post script got him really intrigued.
For in it Gerald had simply written, `I have some surprising and good news
for you. But I want to keep you in suspense till you get back and so I am
going to keep it until we can see each other face to face and naked.'

J could not for the life of him think of what Gerald could be referring to
and so he left Gerald's letter and picked up the other one which he had
recognised. His foster mom had written telling him how much she had missed
having him around the house and doing those little things which made her
and John's days both easier and brighter. She also brought him up to date
on what was happening in his home town of Colchester and also more directly
with what was happening in her and John's life – well perhaps not quite
everything because in the final paragraph of her letter, Jean told J that
there was a bit of a surprise waiting for him when he got home. This got
J's curiosity up, but he also knew that he would indeed have to wait until
he got home because there was not sufficient time left for him to write a
letter and get a reply back before he left for England.

Doubly curious, J reached for the third letter and opened it. Without going
to look at the signature at the end of the letter, he knew who it was from
as soon as he read the opening sentence, "My dear J, thank you so much for
your kind thoughts and words at this sad time in my life. You know how much
mum meant to me and I will miss her very much; though her pain has gone,
mine has increased, but hopefully it will begin to ease after a time." J
had to put the letter down and reach for something to dry his eyes as he
was tearing up thinking of Jeff's pain at losing his foster mother. He
wished he could be there to help comfort him. Once J had got himself under
some control again, he resumed reading Jeff's letter which went on to
describe how nice many people had been to him and how much of a comfort it
was to find so many people cared for him. Then Jeff ended his letter by
writing, `I have been in contact with your fosters because I have a little
surprise for you when you get back.'

"Damn," J thought, "they are all full of surprises and have just left me on
tender hooks till I get home."

Putting Jeff's letter aside, J set his alarm on his watch and then lay down
on his bed with Gerald's letter in one hand and his cock in the other. It
did not take long for his cock to reach full hardness again as he played
with his foreskin pushing it back over the head's ridge and then letting it
slide forward slowly as his fingers put pressure on the fraenulum through
the foreskin.  Although he had gone flaccid while reading the other two
letters, his precum was already flowing and he spread this over the head so
that his foreskin would move more freely over it. As he read he wallowed in
Gerald's fantasies of them both and soon he felt the build up beginning and
not wanting to prolong it any more he let the build up continue until he
shot his load out straight up into the air to come down and land in little
pools all over his stomach and groin. J then put the letter down and began
scraping up his offering to suck it off his fingers; and without bothering
to try and clean up any further, J drifted off to sleep.

J's alarm did not get the chance to wake him, because the boys were let off
activities early due to the heat and so he was caught, so to speak, with
his pants down and asleep. J's saving grace was that it was Max who had
found him and he had closed the door of J's room before moving over and
starting to play with J's cock, which is what woke him. After his initial
shock, J saw that Max had closed the door and so let him continue doing
what he was doing, but rolled onto his back to make it easier. Having got a
couple of hours sleep in, J's batteries were recharged and so it did not
take long for him to produce some precum for Max to spread around over his
cock head once more. In rolling onto his back, J had made enough room on
the edge of the bed for Max to sit down. While Max worked on J's cock, J
rested his hand on Max's leg. But that was not enough and almost
involuntarily, J's hand began to rub Max's leg and work up his thigh and
under the leg of Max's shorts, where J discovered to his pleasure and
surprise, that Max was commando. That realisation was enough for J and he
went over the edge and began to shoot his load for the second time since
breakfast. When he had finished he asked Max to take his shorts off and let
him bring some pleasure to Max. Max obliged and although he lasted a bit of
time, he soon was adding his jism to mix with J's on J's stomach. As J
began to scoop some of the mixture up and spoon it into his mouth, Max
followed suit and did the same until it was not possible to get enough on
their fingers to make the task worthwhile. Then Max bent down and licked up
the rest with his tongue. While Max was doing that, J said, "You went
commando. How did you find it?"

"Max lifted his head and with a grin on his face said, "It was great. I
only got one hard-on and that was when we were sitting down waiting for our
turn and Thomas' cock fell out of his shorts for all to see. And a lot of
people did see, but they were all from our dorm and so we just warned him
and although he was a bit embarrassed he got it put away before anyone else
saw.

What Max did not know was that someone else had seen his reaction to seeing
Thomas' cock and had made a mental note to pursue the reaction further. But
there was to be something else added into the pot before that person got
the chance to do any pursuit.



Who is our mystery person? I would be interested to see how many of my
readers can work it out.  Please write and let me know what you think.

- Rick