Date: Sun, 29 Mar 2009 11:47:42 +0200
From: Rick Masters <succum@gmx.com>
Subject: Holidays by the Sea - 17

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Chapter 16 ended

Just then the seat belt sign came on and it was announced over the PA
system that the plane was about to go into it's landing sequence and
everybody had to get into their seats and belt up. Rod took his leave and
made his way back to his seat, while Jeff and J did their belts up.

"He's a nice guy. I think you'll like him if you end up together." Jeff
said. "But I don't think he is gay." He added.

"Now, that's a pity." J laughed. "And I got a semi over his boner too."

As he said that, J turned to look out the window and could see the city
below them as they flew over it before turning in a wide circle to come in
to land at the airport.

Chapter 17

The landing was uneventful and it did not take long for the plane to reach
its gate after the first jolt of the wheels hitting tarmac. Once again Jeff
had to move into his role of looking after the younger campers on the
flight who would go to a different site to the older ones like Rod and
J. There was so much going on, on the ground that J did not have enough
time to think about his dress situation and so was not troubled by any
swellings in the groin region for a while. Once they had got their hold
luggage and had passed through customs they were shepherded out to the
waiting coaches where their big luggage was put in the compartments
underneath the coaches and they were allowed to go on and choose seats
where they could put their hand luggage.

Rod and J got seats next to each other and began to chat some more getting
to know each other better. They watched as the coach Jeff and the younger
children were on moved off on its way to the camp site they would spend the
next 10 days on. J remarked to Rod that their coach looked only half full
and wondered if they were not going to have full dorms at the camp. Rod was
about to give his view when their conversation was interrupted by an adult
who had come onto the coach. He told them that their coach had to wait for
another flight which was due in from Glasgow and only then would they be
leaving for their camp. So all the people had to get off the coach and go
back inside the terminal where they would be given something to eat and
drink while they waited and that they could browse in the shops and then go
through to a separate lounge that had been set aside for them all to wait
in. They were also told that they might as well leave their luggage on the
coach as it would be safe and thus they did not stand the chance of losing
it.

The fifteen occupants of the coach all got up and stepped out into the
sweltering heat once more and made their way back into the coolness of the
air-conditioned terminal building. Once inside they were shown where the
shops were and then were taken to the lounge where they got their cool
drink and a couple of sandwiches to eat. With the way things had moved once
they landed, J had not had the chance to get into his hold luggage and
retrieve a new pair of undies so he was still going commando. This did not
bother him at first, but it was soon to be a bit of an embarrassment. Rod
was sticking to him like glue and J was finding Rod increasingly
attractive, even though he knew he was not gay. When they had finished
their sandwiches, J said he was going to the loos and immediately Rod said
he would go with him as he needed to relieve himself as well. Entering the
toilets J immediately noticed a problem. Firstly all the cubicles were
closed with the red engaged mark on the lock and the urinal was just one
long trench against the wall with no privacy dividers. There was nothing
for it but to just go and stand there and do your business so this is
exactly what both of the boys did; standing next to each other. Without
thinking, J lifted the leg of his shorts to let his cock out and held it
there while he pissed. Rod however pulled the front of his shorts down
along with his undies and hooked his cock out over the top of the waist
bands, where he let it hang by itself for a few moments. J couldn't stop
himself from taking a peek and when he saw that sight he couldn't tear his
eyes off of it.  Rod's cock was a reasonable size, but with a good bit of
foreskin hanging off it which Rod now pulled back, as J watched, before
letting forth with his golden stream. J could feel his cock beginning to
stiffen up and realised he was in a difficult situation, and just managed
to pull his eyes away before Rod noticed anything. But J didn't know what
to do. If his shook his cock to get the last drops off this would only
excite it more and get it harder, but if he didn't shake the drops would
get on his shorts and without undies to soak them up would show for all to
see. Finally he gave it one squeeze and two quick flicks of a shake and put
it away, hoping that as he washed and dried his hands, his semi would
return to flaccid.

Turning away from Rod as he moved off from the urinal, J just happened to
notice two younger boys standing there with their shorts pulled down and
their little hairless cocks jetting out a stream of piss. Somehow he found
this erotic and so his semi got a bit harder instead of softening. He moved
over to the sinks and bumped his cock against the vanity the sinks were set
into, sending a fresh awareness to his brain which reacted in the
predictable way, and not the way J would have preferred at that precise
period in time. Looking in the mirror behind the sinks, J could see he was
tenting quite noticeably and knew he was helpless to do anything about it,
especially as just then Rod stepped up next to him to wash his hands.

Rod noticed the bulge and said, "Washrooms make you horny then?" as he
smiled and pointedly looked at J's reflection in the mirror.

"Not normally." J lied, "Must just be from all the sitting on the flight
and so on ... you know, not enough exercise to keep the blood flowing so it
has to go somewhere."

"Yeah, a likely story, you're just a randy ol teenager." Rod responded.

"Maybe. You'll have to wait and see, I guess." J almost challenged and then
put his hand down to shift his cock around so that it was not showing quite
so prominently.

Leaving the toilets, the pair made their way to the shopping area to have a
look at was on offer. This helped J as looking at things like wallets and
curios took his mind off his cock and allowed it to settle once again. They
were still looking at the shops when someone came to call them to say it
was time to head back to the coach as the other flight had come in and the
people from that flight would want to get seats on the coach. So they
headed back and found the seats they had chosen.  Soon enough the coach
filled up and they were on the last leg of their journey to camp Delta,
which was fairly close to the rural town of Polichronos on the Helkadiki
peninsular. They had a two hour coach trip ahead of them and J found
himself nodding off. The seat belt was uncomfortable and so he undid it
before dropping off to sleep.

As J slept he slid forward in his seat and this had the effect of pulling
his shorts up high. With no undies on, J's cock began to show out the end
of the left leg of the shorts. Rod noticed this but was not too sure of
what to do, but then J must have got to a good part in his dream and began
to get hard. Rod knew this was natural for all males, but again was in a
quandary of what to do. He didn't want to make a scene of it and attract
the attention of those sitting nearby and so he tried at first to just
nudge J, but this simply made J move a bit more and allow more of his hard
cock to show out the leg of his shorts. So Rod did something he was not at
all sure of or happy about; he reached over and tried to tug the hem of J's
shorts down over his cock, but when that did not achieve what he wanted he
tried to push the cock back into the shorts. This was enough to wake J up.

Please keep letting me know what you think. All comments are welcome as
long as they are constructive. They don't have to be positive, but flames
will be extinguished in the bin. Cheers Rick