Date: Wed, 25 Apr 2012 23:08:00 +0200
From: Rick Masters <succum@gmx.com>
Subject: Holidays by the Sea - 165

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Holidays by the Sea

The last chapter ended:

The PA system cackled to life and announced the flight to Stansted, London
and within two minutes all the campers were back with J and Matthew.

"Man! This is phenomenal! I have never, not had to go in search of someone
from a group flight before." Matthew said as soon as they had confirmed
that there was no one missing. "Well done! Now follow me and let's head off
to the right gate." Matthew called out to them. A few moments later and a
three person wide crocodile wound its way following Matthew to the boarding
gate.

Chapter 165.

At the boarding gate, Matthew went up to the person on the check in desk
and had a short conversation and then he turned and called the contingent
forward. "Right the plane is ready and so they are going to board you guys
a little earlier than normal. It does mean that you will have a bit of a
longer wait on the plane, but it also means that you can get yourselves
comfortable and seated in the right places before they board the rest of
the passengers." He told them.

J stood aside and watched as each teen offered his boarding card to the
stewardess who advised them where to go. Finally he followed the last of
his charges into the plane and made sure everyone was sitting in the right
places and had stowed their cabin luggage properly. By the time all the
campers were in their seats, the back third of the economy class section of
the plane was full.

A steward came and stood just in front of the first row of occupied seats
and explained, "Good afternoon, my name is Clive and I am one of your
stewards for the flight. You have a bit of wait now till we get the rest
boarded, so you do not need to have your seat belts done up yet; but get
them adjusted and ready so that when the pilot puts on the sign for the
seat belts you can just clip them up. We are going to be quite busy for a
while now as we board the rest of the passengers so if you have any
questions, now is the time to ask."  The steward paused to give the teens
time to ask, but was met with a silence. "Good, it will be a help to us if
you stay in your seats while we board the rest of the passengers. Now if
you need something, I ask if you can wait until we have taken off before
asking as we will be busy until then. Of course if it is an emergency then
get our attention straight away."

With that the steward cast a last look over all the occupied seats and not
seeing any raised hands or obvious problems, he turned and moved up towards
the front of the plane.

A few minutes later and they could hear the sounds of the first of the rest
of the passengers being ushered to their seats by the stewards. About half
an hour later the p.a. on the plane kicked into life and the pilot made an
announcement, "Good afternoon. I am Nathan Puckeridge and I will be your
captain for the flight to London. We are just waiting for the last
passengers to be boarded and then we will seek clearance to take off. Thank
you."

They sat for another ten minutes and then a woman with two teenage girls
were shown to their seats a few rows In front of them. The woman was
berating one of the teens and telling her off for going somewhere where she
had been told not to go. "I told you, you would not hear the flight being
called if you went there!" she ended indignantly.

The girl in question just looked at her sullenly and then spat out
sarcastically between the gum she was chewing, "Well we're on the plane so
what difference does it make?"

"The difference is that we very nearly were not on the plane and we have
held it up and all these other passengers have had to wait extra time
because of your disobedience." The exasperated mother shrilled at
her. Nearly everyone in economy class heard and cheered when she finished
with, "Now sit down and keep quiet and still until we get to Stansted. I
don't want to hear a word from you."

The girl was clearly quite embarrassed at being made a spectacle in front
of the others and sat down in such a manner that all who were watching her
could clearly tell that she was not too happy with her mother, or the cheer
or both.

It was not long after this that they felt the plane judder and begin to
move as it was towed out to the taxi way. The plane came to a standstill
for a short while waiting for clearance to taxi during which the tow was
uncoupled and then the plane began to move forward under its own
engines. When it reached the top of the runway, it stopped once more
waiting for clearance to take off. Less than half a minute later the plane
began to ease forward and then the teens all felt themselves being pushed
back into their seats as the plane accelerated down the runway and took
off.

As soon as the seat belt sign went off, J got up and went around his
charges to check that they were all ok. The stewards gave their safety
lecture and the pilot made his usual speech on how long the flight would
last and what the weather was like in the UK. There was a bit of a groan
when the teens heard that that the temperature was a moderate thirteen
degrees; more than twenty degrees cooler than the lowest temperature they
had experienced in two weeks. J was glad now that he had packed some warm
clothing in his cabin luggage and that he had remembered to advise the boys
in his dorm to do the same. Whether they had or not, he did not know; but
at least he had given them good advice.

As he moved about, Max got his attention and asked J if he could ask him a
personal question.

"You know me Max, you can ask anything. It is whether or not I can answer
it that changes." J allowed.

"Can you explain what this `Mile High Club' is all about, please?" Max
asked.

J bent down close to Max and said in a low voice, "It is different things
to different leanings. If you are hetero it means having full on sex when
the plane is cruising a mile or more above the ground. For gays it is being
made to cum by someone else while you are sitting in your seat at the same
height."

"Are you a member of the mile high club?" Ossie asked. Ossie, Max and Tim
were sitting together in a row of three seats on the port side of the
plane.

"Well that would be telling wouldn't it?" J evaded giving a direct answer
and no matter how much the trio pushed he did not deny or admit his status.

"How do the heteros do it in the seat?" Timothy asked giving up on pushing
J to tell them if he was a club member.

"They don't, they do it in toilet with great difficulty I might add." J
answered.

"And how do gays do it in the seat?" Max asked.

"You have to be in one of the seats away from the aisle. You cover yourself
with the blanket, take your trousers and underpants off and let you friend
next to you have a go. When you shoot you have to remain naked while it
dries off and then you put on your trousers again. The person who did you
gets to keep your undies as a trophy." J explained. By giving them that
much detail he had inadvertently given them the strong impression that he
was talking from experience and therefore must be a member of the
club. With that, J left the boys and went back to his seat as the stewards
were getting close with serving the first round of drinks.

J was seated on the aisle and had Chuck sitting next to him. After his
conversation the trio, he had thoughts about introducing Chuck to
membership, although he knew he would not be able to get a trophy as Chuck
was commando. The thoughts were not long lived and J decided against it
because he felt he did not have enough energy left to carry out the
task. As it was, after he had finished his drink, J found himself dozing
off while he waited for the meal to be served a bit closer to end of the
flight rather than the beginning. He did not even bother to watch any of
the in flight movies or listen to music. Just before the evening meal was
served, J had to make his way to the back of the plane to relieve his
bladder. On the way back, he was stopped by Timothy who had a very naughty
look on his face. Timothy pointed to Max who was sitting in the middle and
as he did so, Ossie moved the blanket that was covering Max to show him
naked from the waist down and dripping with the remnants of his cum that
had not yet run down through his pubes onto the plane seat. Then Ossie
lifted the blanket a bit more and showed that he too was naked and had
creamy white splodges contrasting against his dark skin and mingling with
his bared short and curlies. "Does it count if I am not gay?" he asked.

"I guess it does, but you are not likely to admit that to anyone other than
a gay guy are you? So while you will know, you will not be able to explain
it to any girl friend later on." J reasoned.

"Shit! That's too bad. But it was fun anyway." Ossie admitted, and covered
himself and Max up again.

The rest of the flight was uneventful and they landed on time at Stansted,
London airport to a chilly five degrees, with rain and winds making it seem
even colder. The group was asked to wait on the plane until the rest of the
passengers had disembarked and then they were allowed to leave. As they
walked through into the arrivals hall they were met by Jeff who went
straight up to J and gave him a big hug and a quick peck of a
kiss. "Welcome home maestro." Jeff greeted him, and then set about taking
charge of the group. He led them all through the immigration and on into
the baggage hall to collect their hold luggage and finally through the
green route past customs. Once they were on their way to the public hall
Jeff noticed some boys going into their suitcases on the trolleys and
getting something out. He thought they were just getting out a jersey or
jacket but that was not the case. Just before they went through the last
doors separating them from the public who had come to greet arrivals Sean,
Lawrence, Andrew and Chuck grabbed hold of J and lifted him onto their
shoulders. They had to duck quite low to get through the door but as they
got J back up in the air, the rest of the dorm lifted high their best dorm
trophy and started to sing "For J's a jolly good fellow" and "we are the
champions" again.

The crowd standing around began to clap and J turned bright red but had a
smile on his face nothing could remove. John and Jean were standing in the
crowd and were filled with pride when they saw how the teen boys were
praising J. J saw them and asked to be put down so that he could go and
greet them. As his feet touched the ground, though he was caught up in a
big bear hug and Gerald said, "Oh I have missed you." J was surprised
because he had not seen Gerald, but he had not been looking out for him as
he did not expect that he would be at the airport. Released from the hug,

J moved over to greet his parents and was surprised again when a little
body squeezed out from between John and Jean's legs and shouted in a loud
voice, "Surprise!" Andy stood there with a huge grin on his face and when J
dropped to his knees and held out his arms Andy jumped forward into them to
be lifted up as J stood up once more.

At that moment, Fred came up to J and asked, "What are we to do now J?"

"You don't bother J anymore," Jeff answered before J could say anything, "I
am now in charge and J is officially off duty. He has done more than enough
for all of you already." Then turning to J he said, "I will see you
tomorrow evening. John, Jean, take this champion home for a well deserved
rest." And he moved off calling in a loud voice for all the campers to
follow him.

"Come on, let's get off home." John said and bent to pick up J's cabin bag
which he had put down to pick Andy up.

"I'll take that." Gerald offered as he took the bag off of John and left J
still holding Andy in his arms.

The group moved off and headed out of the airport terminal in the direction
of the car park.