Date: Fri, 7 May 2004 15:42:12 -0700 (PDT)
From: Tim Frost <ems78464@yahoo.com>
Subject: Love on the Thames - 2

DISCLAIMER: This story is a fictitious story of love and lust between two
teenage boys. Parts of this story are based on true events, but have been
altered to protect the true identities of the persons involved. If you
are offended by Gay Sex material, or it is illegal for you to view this
material, please do not continue reading. As always feedback is always
welcome, and appreciated.

A few months went by, and ever since then, Dan and me have become
inseparable. We hang out with pretty much all the same people, were
obviously in pretty much all the same classes. It was about November when
the announcement was made at school. Mr. Hinkle, a social studies
teacher, was hosting a trip to London England! I wanted to go, I mean, it
was my senior year, I wanted to go out of High School with a bang
(Figuratively speaking) Anyway, I convinced my parents to let me go, they
said it was a graduation present. Dan told me he wanted to go too, but it
was too expensive. I felt bad for him, I mean, he had just moved here,
and was forced to spend senior year in a new school, town, state. I told
him that he should just sign up, and worry about the money later. Little
did he know I had a secret plan. By know, I had dumped my girlfriend, and
pretty much decided that I was in fact gay.

It was a Wednesday afternoon when Dan came running up to me in the
hallway.

"Dude! My parents said they'll pay for the trip!" he said.

"That's awesome, We can bunk together!" I said jokingly. But Dan took it
seriously.

"Yeah, I was thinking that too. This is going to be awesome!" he said
excitedly.

We ran off to lunch together at the school restaurant, and talked about
what we were going to do first. We both decided we wanted to go to a show
in London, and go see Big Ben, and the Eye of London. We were almost as
excited as two horny teenage boys! Wait...we were...

"Alright ladies and gentlemen, lets get started." Mr. Hinkle said at the
trip meeting two weeks before we left. "As you know, we are taking an
overnight flight from Boston right into London Heathrow, from there, we
will meet our tour guide, I think her name is Lynn. From the airport we
will go directly to the hotel, and have about an hour to clean up,
because I have a feeling that we will all be pretty disgusting after an 8
hour flight. Please take a shower when you get into the hotel, there's
nothing worse than walking around a city all day feeling like dirt. You
will be in rooms with one other person, before you leave, please decide
who your rooming with and sign up on this sheet of paper."

Dan and me looked at each other. I thought to myself that when we were in
the hotel, I would get to see Dan naked, or at the very least shirtless.
I was getting a boner just thinking about it. The meeting ended and Dan
and I left.

"I cant wait Ben! This is going to be the best trip ever!" he said on our
way out to my car.

"Yeah I know, Its going to be awesome." I said, trying not to sound too
much like I was fantasizing about it.

Before I knew it, it was a day before we left. My mom and dad were going
nuts trying to make sure I had everything I would ever need in my
suitcase. I swear to god, for a ten-day trip, you really don't need 14
tee shirts. My parents are crazy like that, always over-packing, in case
the worst happens. In my philosophy, who cares if you wear a T-shirt one
or two times, its not like you'll make it smell like ass. Anyway, I met
up with Dan later that night, and we hit up the Pizza Hut with a few
others that were going on the trip. This one girl, named Sarah was really
nice, sort of shy, but nice. Then there was this other guy named Kevin,
he was cute. Mr. Hinkle knew we were seniors, and so he pretty much let
us room with whoever we wanted, he really didn't care, so Sarah and
Kevin, were rooming together. Dan and I had our suspicious about the two
of them. We placed bets on when they would finally sleep together.

"So Ben, what are you going to do first when we get to London?" Sarah
asked me.

I thought to myself, "Fuck Dan" but I didn't say that, instead I said,
"I think I wanna visit Picadilly Circus, I hear its a real sight to see".
I mean cm'mon, being from a small hick ass town like Nashua New
Hampshire, the local Movie theater is about as exciting as things get.

"How about you?" I asked her. "I think I want to go to Hammersmith" she
said.

"Hammerwho?" Dan asked.

"Hammersmith, its a little district in West London, my mom went to school
there for a year." she said.

"Ah, I see. I want to go visit Covet Gardens and do some shopping" Dan
said.

I thought to myself, a straight acting guy, wanting to do shopping. Is
Dan really straight? We ate our pizza and all went home to get a goods
night rest, after all, we did have to suffer through one more day of
school before we left for our dream trip. Of course I drove Dan home too.

"So you really want to go shopping in Covet Garden?" I asked, wondering
what he'd say.

"Yeah, I hear it's some of the best deals in London, and besides I love
shopping" he said.

I thought to myself, questioning Dan's sexuality. I really wasn't quite
sure with this kid. Most of the time he was popular with the ladies,
usually having two or three on him at a time, and now, he's openly
admitting to loving shopping. I mean, I may be gay, but whenever my mom
brings me shopping, I cringe. I figured its better that I not tell Dan
anything, or open myself to vulnerability. So I just said, "Oh that's
cool".

It was finally the morning that we left for London. I got out of bed, a
little bit earlier than normal so I could pack my car up with my luggage.
I picked up Dan as usual, and he threw his bags in my car too. We got to
school, and suffered through what seemed to be eternity of classes.
Finally the end of the day bell rang, and I almost trampled over my
biology teacher to get to Mr. Hinkle's room to meet.

When I got to Mr. Hinkle's room, I met up with Sarah, Kevin, and Dan.
The other eight or so people that were going also met us in Mr. Hinkle's
room. Plus Mrs. Hinkle who is the "chaperone" the four of us bet that
they were going to fuck the whole trip. I mean cm'mon, you don't bring
12 High School students to London and then let them do whatever they
want, to tour London. We all knew that they were going to be having
non-stop sex in their hotel room. Anyway, we decided not to think about
it.

Dan and I ran to my car to get our bags out. As I was getting mine out of
the trunk, Dan was standing right behind me, and as I pulled my bag out
with my right, hand, I accidentally hit Dan in the crotch with my left
hand. I actually got a nice grab.

"Sorry about that" I said, sort of blushing.

"It's alright, it happens to the best of us." he said.

I was amazed at how big Dan's package was, it felt huge.

Our airport shuttle picked us up at the school, and we all got on, and
rode the hour or so to the airport. When we got to the airport, we
checked our bags into the Virgin Atlantic desk, and made our way up to
the gate area. We were told to stay in pairs while we waited for the
plane to board. We were at the airport about 4 hours before the plan was
scheduled to board, so we had plenty of time to walk around.

I told Dan I had to take a leak, and he said he did too. So we asked
Kevin and Sarah to watch our bags, and we walked over to the bathroom. I
grabbed the closest urinal, and pulled out my cock. Dan stood next to me,
and did the same. I looked over at Dan, and realized that he wasn't
pissing, but he was checking out my dick. He was fixated on it. Then Dan
looked up and saw me looking at him. His cheeks got beet red with
embarrassment.

"Its okay." I said.

Dan said nothing, he just got redder in the face.

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