Date: Thu, 29 Dec 2005 12:54:14 EST
From: Colcalverley@aol.com
Subject: At the Caravan Site

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TO THOSE OF YOU WHO HAVE READ MY OTHER STORY `AT THE SWIMMING POOL' A VERY
SMALL PART OF THIS STORY MAY SEEM A LITTLE FAMILIAR.  IT IS A NECESSARY
PART OF THE STORY AND I HOPE YOU WILL BEAR WITH ME.

THIS STORY IS DEDICATED TO JON WHO PLANTED THE IDEA IN MY HEAD.

AT THE CARAVAN SITE

It really is quite a nice caravan site, part residential and part holiday
vans.  Being only 100 yards from the beach plots are quite sought after and
we have a small waiting list for vacancies.

About three years ago we were approached by Dan and Vera Jones and their
eight year old son, Tommy, who had a brand new caravan and were looking for
a residential site for it.

Let me explain that there is a residents' committee who decide whether or
not we accept prospective newcomers and Dan and Vera were a little less
refined than our regulars.  In fact, they were `travellers' who had decided
to settle down and bring up their 8-year-old in a near-normal environment.

The committee was split when it came to the vote and as the site manager I
was given the casting vote and voted in favour.  They had impressed me and
assured me that they would not generate the trouble, noise and rubbish that
most travellers do, neither would they invite hundreds of others to visit.

They moved in and very soon endeared themselves to everybody and young
Tommy was popular with everybody for his ready smile, his husky voice and
his cheeky chatter.  Sure, Dan got drunk occasionally and staggered home in
the early hours, but never caused a problem to anybody.

I was surprised, therefore, three years later, when there was a pounding on
my door one morning in July and I found Dan standing there, stone cold
sober wringing his hands.  `Whatever's the matter?' I asked

`I've just had a phone call to say that my mum's very ill in hospital and
is only expected to live for a few hours.  Vera wants to come with me to
see her while we've got the chance but I just don't know what to do with
Tommy.  He gets terribly boisterous and I don't want him upsetting his
grandma.  I don't suppose you'd...'

`Bring him over straight away and you two get on your way' I said `and
don't worry how long you're gone, Tommy will be well looked after.'

`Oh, thanks Bob' said Dan `I know he's a cheeky little bugger, but he's no
trouble really.'

Ten minutes later both Dan and Vera arrived with a sleepy-eyed Tommy.  They
had explained the situation to him and he gave me a cheerful grin as he
came in with a `Hi, Uncle Bob'

`Hello Tommy,' I said `you crawl straight into my bed for tonight and we'll
sort something else out in the morning.'

To my surprise (and delight) when he slipped out of his dressing gown he
was naked underneath and as I watched his gorgeous little bum disappear
into my bedroom I could feel stirrings beginning down below.

`Sorry, Bob' said Dan `We've tried him in pyjamas, a night shirt, tee shirt
and pants, but whatever we send him to bed in it ends up in a pile on the
floor by the next morning, so we don't bother now.'

`Not a problem' I said, my cock getting harder by the second inside my own
dressing gown (I also sleep naked).

`We've told him he must do as he's told and to call you Uncle Bob out of
respect.'

Dan handed me the keys to his caravan and a wad of notes saying `There are
plenty of clean clothes for Tommy in the van and this should cover whatever
you need to spend on him.'

I tried telling him that I didn't want money, but he insisted and they then
left for the long journey to Dan's mother's caravan about 450 miles away.

After they had gone, I slipped into bed beside Tommy with my back to him
and within seconds he snuggled up to me, put his arm on my waist, mumbled a
noise of pleasure and started to snore contentedly.

Let me draw a mental picture of Tommy for you.  He is a little small in
stature for his age, around 4'4" with a mop of light brown (or what they
now call "dirty blond") hair.  He has piercing green eyes, a cute little
turned-up nose and a soft chin.  He is quite well developed physically as
he is mad on football and athletics and so his muscles are quite
well-developed.  His legs are very shapely, leading down to trim ankles and
perfect little boyish feet.  I'd only just caught sight of his cock, but
I'll tell you more when I've had a chance for a better look.

Oh, didn't I tell you about me?  I'm 35, 5'9" tall with blond hair and blue
eyes.  I'm not particularly athletic but working around the site keeps me
trim.  In the cock department I have about 5 inches soft, approaching 8
inches hard on a good day.  I'm very definitely gay with a penchant for
teenage boys.  Tommy, therefore, was a little young for me but I never look
a gift horse in the mouth and if I could get my hands on his little cock
now, it might stand me in good stead for later.

When I awoke daylight was creeping in through the window and a warm little
body was pressed against my back and a hot little erection was pressed into
my arse crack.  I tried to ignore it but could not resist giving my arse a
little wiggle to see if there was any response.  I could have sworn I heard
a muffled giggle as the hot little cock settled even closer into its nest.

My own cock was as hard as a rock, probably more because I needed to piss
badly than anything else, but I held off going until I was at bursting
point before I dashed, naked, to the toilet.

After I had peed my cock wilted significantly, but would not completely
deflate so I risked going back to bed.  As I walked into the bedroom
Tommy's eyes sprang open and he said `Morning Uncle Bob.' And as he lifted
the duvet for me to get back in I saw his (not so) little cock standing
smartly to attention.  It was uncut, about 4½ inches hard and not very
thick

I think my eyes must have widened because he then said `Sorry, Uncle Bob,
I've got a stiffie.'

`Don't worry, Tommy' I said `Most natural thing in the world, I'm not
totally soft myself.'

`No, I can see' he said as I climbed back into bed.  Stiffie or no, he
cuddled straight back up to me and said `I really enjoyed sleeping with
you, you kept me nice and warm.  Can I sleep with you all the time I'm
here?'

This, of course, was music to my ears.  Not just any old music, but a
64-piece concert orchestra playing the 1812 Overture, complete with real
cannons!!

`I suppose so, Tommy, if you really want to' I said and he snuggled closer
still in reply.

`I used to cuddle up to mum and dad, but they say I'm too old now, so I'm
not allowed to go into their bed any more, but I think that's an excuse
because they want to have sex more often.' He added.

I laughed and said `Well, having sex in a caravan is hardly a private
affair, the walls are too thin' I said.

`Yes, I know' Tommy said `when Benny comes for a sleepover we have to be
ever so careful.'

`What do you mean, Tommy?' I asked.

`Oh ... er ...shit.' said Tommy.

`Well, you've given the game away now, haven't you' I said `Do you and
Benny mess about together?'

`Well...er...'

`Look, Tommy' I said `All boys mess about at some time in their lives, it's
only natural.  Boys are very curious creatures and they have to find things
out for themselves.  Remember, I was a boy once' I said.

`D...D...Did you mess about' he asked tentatively.

`All the time' I told him.  My best friend, Danny and I used to take turns
sleeping at each other's houses every Saturday and we got up to all sorts
of things.'

Tommy breathed an audible sigh of relief.  `That's okay then' he said and
the sat upright abruptly.  `Oh, oh' he said `Benny was supposed to come
over for a sleepover the day after tomorrow because his mum and dad are
going to a dinner dance.'

`Well, I said `don't worry, he can sleep here.  I can make up beds in the
dining area for you because I've turned the other bedroom into my office.

`Oh, thanks Uncle Bob.  I have to go for a pee now.'

He left the bedroom with his stiffie leading the way.  He was over ten
minutes in the bathroom and when he came back his cock had totally
deflated...I wonder why?

As he climbed back into bed he asked `What are we going to do today?'  I
hadn't given the matter much thought.  It was Thursday, which was a fairly
quiet day at the site.  I was only really busy on Saturdays when the
holidaymakers arrived and left so I could disappear today if I wanted.

Well, how about we go to the beach? I suggested.

`Nah, I can go there any time' he said. `Besides, I can't swim.'

`Well, there's an idea' I said `how about I take you to Waterworld and as
well as all the other attractions I can teach you how to swim.  Won't your
mum and dad be impressed if you can swim when they get back.'

`Oh, wow Uncle Bob' he said `That would be REALLY cool.  I'd have to learn
when I went to secondary school anyway, so this'll save me the
embarrassment of looking like a dork when I get there.'

`OK' I said `I'll get up in a minute and make some breakfast, then we'll go
over to your caravan and get you dressed and then we'll head along the
coast.  It's only about forty miles.  We'll take a picnic lunch and make a
day of it.  Have you got any swimming trunks?'

`Yeah, when we went to America last year mum and dad bought me a pair of
genuine bright yellow Speedos.  They might be a little bit small for me
now, but I'm sure I can manage.'

I got up and made us a hearty breakfast of fried eggs, bacon, sausages and
toast and called Tommy out to eat.  He appeared at the bedroom door naked
(but totally unashamed) and looked round for his dressing gown which he
donned, then sat and devoured a huge breakfast.

We went over to his caravan and I sat in the sitting room while he sorted
out what he was going to wear.  He reappeared, still in his dressing gown,
carrying a pair of green shorts, a white tee shirt, a pair of skimpy
sandals and the pair of Speedos he had told me about.  They did look on the
small side, but he shrugged off the dressing gown and stepped into the
Speedos.  As he was pulling them up I got a good look at his little cock
and I thought I could see the beginnings of some very wispy blond hair
beginning to grow.  As he was only 11 I thought I must have been mistaken
but the more I looked, the more I was convinced I was right.

He eventually managed to pull them right up and put his hand inside to
adjust his little package.  When he removed his hand my cock jumped to
attention.  He looked even sexier in the Speedos than he did naked.  They
seemed to accentuate his package and show it off to its best advantage.

He looked in the full length mirror and said `Wow.  These look good.'

`Well' I said without thinking `I think it's you that looks good.  The
Speedos just show off what you've got there.  Tommy giggled and posed like
a muscle man before slipping his tee shirt on and then his shorts.

We returned to my van and picked up the sandwiches I had made while
breakfast was cooking and I grabbed my own bathers (also pretty tight) and
a couple of bath towels.  We put everything in the car and set off for
Waterworld.

When we got there we went to the middle of the park where there was a giant
map of the whole place showing the various rides and other attractions.

Tommy opted for the Watersplash first and we climbed a long staircase then
sat inside a giant log which then set off slowly.  As it approached what
seemed to be a sheer drop I felt Tommy's little hand reach for mine and as
we went over the edge he squeezed me hard and let out a little scream as we
hurtled down the slope towards a huge pool at the bottom.

As we entered the water the log levelled out and water shot up in the air
on both sides, some of it landing on us inside the log.  Tommy must have
been sitting just in the wrong place as his tee shirt and shorts were
absolutely soaked.  Fortunately he took it all in good part and as we got
off the ride he removed the tee shirt and shorts, just leaving the Speedos
and Sandals.

`If you're going to wander around like that' I said to him `we'd better get
some sun cream on you.'

As we headed for the shops I could see heads turning as we walked along and
they certainly weren't looking at me.

We found a shop that sold sun cream and I sat Tommy down outside and told
him to slip off his sandals.  I started with his feet, rubbing in cream and
slowly worked my way up his legs.  I was half way between his knees and his
groin when I could not help but notice that his cock was stirring.  He
could see me looking and giggled delightfully, so I dug into our bag and
pulled out a towel and draped it across his lap so he wouldn't be too
embarrassed.  I finished his legs then stood behind him and did his
shoulders and back, right down to the waist, then walked around to face him
and rubbed the cream into his chest, his little pink nipples standing to
attention as I did so.

My own cock was rock hard in my trousers and as I don't use underwear it
was pretty obvious.

Tommy looked around to see if anybody was looking, then he tentatively
reached out a hand towards my cock and when I didn't react he took hold of
my cock through the material.

`Wow, Uncle Bob, you've got a stiffie as well.'

I quickly removed his hand and he apologised for touching me.  `I don't
mind you touching me' I told him `but we mustn't let anyone see.  I think
we ought to sit here for a little while until we've both gone back to
normal.'

`I liked it when you rubbed the cream in' he said `It really made me feel
sexy.'  He paused and then asked `Does that mean I'm queer?'

`No, Tommy, not necessarily' I said `as I told you all boys experiment at
your age and all sorts of things can turn a boy on.  I remember when my
brother bought a motor bike and I rode on the back for the first time, I
got an unbelievably hard stiffie, and because I was hanging on to my
brother he felt it in his back.  I was so embarrassed, but he told me it
was perfectly natural.  He even helped me to get rid of it!'  Tommy giggled
again.

After a few minutes we set off for the training pool and went into the
changing rooms.  There were quite a few separate areas and we managed to
find a secluded spot where I took off my shirt and shoes and socks and the
slipped my trousers down and off.  Normally I would hurry and put on my
trunks but I could see that Tommy was having a good look at my cock and
making no secret of it.

`Uncle Bob' he said.

`Yes' I replied

`How come you've got a cock like mine where the end disappears inside when
it's soft but my dad's cock is different.  You can see his knob even when
it's soft.'

`Well, you and me are what's known as "uncut" or "uncircumcised".  You see,
sometimes boys have to have an operation to cut some of the skin (the
"foreskin") away from the end of their cocks.  This could be because the
skin is very tight and it hurts them when they get a stiffy or when they
play with it, or it could be because they get an infection under the
foreskin and it's removed to stop it happening again.  In America most boys
are circumcised when they are babies and Jewish boys have it done as part
of their religion.'

As I explained this I pulled my foreskin back to demonstrate what I meant.
Tommy got in really close to have a good look and it was all I could do not
to slip my cock into his mouth.  How I managed to stay soft I'll never
know.

`Wow, thanks Uncle Bob.  I've never seen dad's cock that close up.'

I slipped on my trunks and put all our belongings into a locker, then we
headed out to the pool.

After showering and walking through the foot bath it was time to enter the
pool.  I could see that Tommy was very nervous, so I took him gently by the
hand and led him down into the water.  I told him to hold on to the bar
which went all around the edge of the pool with both hands and kick his
legs out behind him.  His legs slowly rose to the surface and within a few
seconds he was horizontal in the water.

I noticed a mother and son close by, the boy being probably a little older
than Tommy.  They were coming closer to us and she was watching what Tommy
was doing.  As she got close she said to me `I've been trying to teach Josh
to swim all week and haven't even got as far as you have in half a minute.
Do you mind if we copy you?'

`Not at all' I said, looking at Josh who I judged to be about 13.  He was
great looking with just a hint of hair on his top lip.  He had classic West
Indian features and I couldn't wait to see him out of the water to see if
he was classically well-hung.

Josh joined Tommy at the bar and copied his kicking motion and within
seconds he too was horizontal in the water.

OK Tommy, now I want you to stop.  You carry on Josh and After I've taken
Tommy to stage two I'll do the same for you and your mum.

I told Tommy to take my hands and pretend that they were the bar and do the
same again.  He started to kick but, of course, my hands were not as firm
as the bar and moved up and down slightly.  As they moved Tommy immediately
put his feet back on the floor of the pool.  `Come on, Tommy' I said `I'm
not going to let you drown.'

Tommy looked at me sheepishly and kicked out again.  Once his legs we up in
the water I could maintain a more even support and after a few seconds I
started to walk backwards in the water and Tommy had no alternative but to
follow me.  After a little while he grinned and said `I'm halfway there
aren't I?  I nodded and we carried on.

I caught Josh's mum's eye (I learned that her name was Blossom) and nodded
to her.  She stopped Josh from kicking and started him doing the same as
Tommy.  I think that having seen another kid do it first gave him some
courage and he also wanted to prove that he was as good as any other kid.

I left Tommy holding on to the bar while I climbed out of the pool and
grabbed a couple of `floats'.  These are shallow hollow plastic boxes about
15x8x2 inches which are very buoyant because they are full of air.

I left one on the side of the pool for Blossom and Josh and held the other
one in front of me by it's 8" edge.  I told Tommy to take the other end and
kick out again.  He did so and again I started to walk backwards through
the water.  Naturally, Tommy followed me but he didn't notice that I had
let go of the float and he was now on his own with the float taking my
place.  I continued to walk backwards through the water until we were about
half-way across the pool.  Suddenly I stepped to one side and stopped and
as Tommy passed me on his way to the other side of the pool he looked
incredulously at me and started to panic.

`Keep going' I shouted.  He floundered momentarily, but kept going as I
heard a `WHEEEEEEEEEEEEE' escape his lips as he realised he was no longer
dependent on me.

By the time I had stepped aside and let Tommy continue on his own Blossom
was getting Josh ready with the float, so he hadn't seen what had happened,
but Blossom had and was ready to do the same.

When Tommy reached the far side he stopped and hugged me.  Wow, Uncle Bob
that was awesome.

I let him get his breath back while we watched the same happen to Josh, who
had gained so much confidence by now that he was totally unfazed when
Blossom stepped aside and left him to continue on his own.

They joined us at the edge of the pool and we had a quick chat about the
next stage.  I explained that just as kicking their legs kept the back half
of them afloat and propelled them, through the water, so doing the same
with the arms would keep the front half afloat and increase the propulsion
so they would move even more quickly.

I explained to Tommy what would happen and told Blossom and Josh to listen
in so that they would know what to do.

I told Tommy to take hold of the bar and kick gently with his legs to bring
them up in the water.  I would then put both of my hands underneath him and
support him while he let go of the bar and started to swim with his arms.
I demonstrated the motion and warned him that if I felt he was ready I
would remove one hand and if he did really well I would remove the other
hand, but I would be there with him in case anything happened.

`I'm determined to do this' said Tommy `Then I'll be able to swim when I go
to my new school.'

We moved off in the water and I had my left hand under Tommy's chest and my
right hand a little above his knees, but this seemed to impair his kicking
so I moved it slightly higher up his body.  I was suddenly aware that if I
moved it any further I would be touching his cock.  As this thought entered
my head I heard Josh shout `MUM, you can't touch me there!!'  I knew that
Blossom had inadvertently done what I had contemplated.  Tommy must have
heard Josh as he started giggling and I could feel his little body shaking
in my hands.  I moved my right hand two inches up and the giggle was
repeated, louder this time and his little cock started to harden in my
hand.  I removed my left hand from under his chest and he carried on as if
nothing had happened.  Hic cock continued to harden but I put this down to
the excitement of swimming as much as the stimulation.

A few seconds later I gave his cock a tweak and took my hand away.  We were
about twenty feet from the edge of the pool and I'm proud to say that Tommy
made it on his own.

As he grabbed the bar and his feet sank to the bottom he punched the air
and shouted `YES!' with the biggest grin on his face that I have ever seen.

Blossom and Josh joined us at the edge of the pool and Josh gave Tommy a
`high five' to salute his achievement.

Blossom turned to Josh and said `Would you let Bob do this part of the
training if he's willing?'

Josh gave it some thought and said `OK.  Having a stranger touch my dick
wouldn't be as embarrassing as having my mother touch it.'

Blossom laughed and said `How two years can change a boy, huh?'

I nodded wisely and beckoned Josh to me.  He put his hands on the bar and
up came his legs.  I placed my hand under his chest and the other under his
thighs and we were away.  He started swimming well and I said `I'm going to
remove my left hand and my right hand is now going to embarrass you.'

He paused, laughed and then simply said `I'm already hard so you might as
well go for it.'  I slid my right hand under his cock and took my left hand
away from his chest.  Judging by feel, and I have some experience in these
matters, Josh was endowed as befits his race.  I estimated that he was over
seven inches which is pretty huge for a 13-year-old.  He was swimming like
a natural, but I kept my hand on his cock for as long as I dared.  As with
Tommy, I gave his cock a tweak as I removed my hand and he also giggled and
continued swimming to the edge of the pool.

As he stood up in the water Tommy took him and hugged him, then stepped
back saying `You've got a stiffie!'  I've never seen a black kid blush
before, but blush he did, especially when his mum hooted with laughter and
also hugged him.  `Hey, big boy' she said `You're going to make some girl
really happy.'

He was so embarrassed he made as if to move away but I grabbed both him and
Tommy and hugged them myself.  `Congratulations, boys, now don't let it
rest here.  Keep practicing and try to improve your technique.'

We climbed out of the pool and Blossom went to the ladies' changing room
while the three of us went to the gents.

Purely by coincidence Josh's locker was right next to ours so it was only
natural that we should change together, although Tommy begged me to let him
keep just his Speedos on and let him walk around like that, and who was I
to deprive the whole of Waterworld of that sight?

Josh got his clothes ready on the bench and pulled down his swimming
trunks.  `Fuuuuuuukinell' said Tommy `where did you get that from?' as
Josh's half-hard cock sprang loose from his trunks.  For the second time
that day Josh blushed but made no effort to cover himself up.

`I guess I inherited it from my dad' he said

`Can I touch it?' asked Tommy.  Josh stole a quick glance at me before
nodding his head.  As Tommy's hand got close, Josh's cock began to pulse in
time to his heartbeat and with every pulse it grew larger...and
larger...and larger.  Eventually Tommy's hand touched it and as it did Josh
bucked as though he had received an electric shock.

`Oh, shit' said Josh `I think I'm going to shoot.'  Tommy began to rub
slowly up and down and Josh started to moan.  My own cock was rock hard
inside my trunks and Tommy had noticed it.  He reached out his other hand
and slowly rubbed me through my trunks, sending shivers down my spine and
making my toes curl.

I removed Tommy's hand as I was in danger of cumming myself and he turned
his attention totally to Josh who, by this time, was almost delirious with
ecstasy.  I could see that his knees were weakening and his cock head was
getting shinier and shinier.  He took one last deep breath and with a final
moan he shot his load over Tommy's arm and chest, over the bench and I just
managed to move his clothes out of the way before he covered those as well.

I looked at Tommy and saw that the head of his cock was peeping out above
the waistband of his Speedos and was covered in precum.  I had never seen
an 11-year old so aroused before, and certainly not leaking precum.  I
leaned down and kissed Tommy's little cock, tasting his sweet emission,
then l moved across to Josh and kissed his softening member, sampling his
cum which was quite salty for such a young boy.

Tommy followed my example and tasted Josh's cum.  He must have liked it
because he took Josh's cock into his mouth and sucked some more.  Josh's
legs finally gave way and he slumped to the floor, exhausted.

I quickly slipped out of my trunks and into my underpants but not without
Tommy sneaking another glance at my softening cock and grinning from ear to
ear.  He asked me if I had a tissue, so I gave him my handkerchief and he
used it to wipe away the rest of his precum before slipping his cock back
into his Speedos and returning my handkerchief (which I still keep as a
memento).

We helped Josh to his feet and he looked sheepishly at us.  `Thanks, guys'
he said `I think that was my best cum ever.'  He dressed quickly and we
went out to join Blossom who was waiting by the pool entrance.

We all sat and had lunch together and then went our separate ways to enjoy
the rest of what Waterworld had to offer.  Tommy insisted on trying
EVERYTHING and wherever we went he drew admiring glances from everybody,
men, women and children.  He really was quite something to look at, and
when he smiled, well...

At around 5 o'clock Tommy asked for his shorts and Tee shirt as it was
getting a little cooler but he still insisted on staying as there were
rides he hadn't yet sampled.

Eventually 7.30 came and Waterworld was closing.  We made our way back to
the car, Tommy dragging his heels.  It had been a wonderful day and Tommy
had enjoyed every minute of it, so I was not surprised when, during the
journey home, I heard gentle snores coming from the passenger seat.

When we got back to the caravan I woke him and he staggered from the car.
He laid himself on the sofa and within seconds the snoring continued.

When it got to 9.30 and Tommy was still asleep I decided it was time he
went to bed, but when I tried to wake him he was dead to the world.  I
undressed myself and put on my dressing gown, then I went back to Tommy and
gently removed his sandals, then his tee shirt.  He stirred but did not
wake.  I put my hand on his leg and gently moved it upwards over his
shorts, moving gently across his little cock.  He let out a little
`Hmmmmmmm' but showed no other signs of waking.  I pulled his shorts down
and they slipped off pretty easily as the waistband was fairly loose but
when it came to his Speedos I had some trouble even getting my thumb into
the waistband as it was so tight.  I couldn't help but notice that his
little cock was now not so little, so I guessed that he must have been
dreaming.  Again I ran my hand across it through his Speedos and again he
muttered a `Hmmmmmmmmmmm', a little louder this time.

Finally I placed a hand on each side of his waist and pulled the material
of the Speedos downwards and managed to lower them over his little hips.  I
could have sworn that he raised himself up a little to help me, but then
realised that he was too far gone for that.

Once again I looked down at him and marvelled that a little lad of 11
should have pubic hairs already starting.  I didn't start getting mine
until I was 13, and I was one of the first in my class!!

I removed the Speedos completely and turned my attention to his cock which
by now was standing to attention with his piss slit just showing through
his foreskin.  I also noticed that where the Speedos had been round his
waist was a red mark where they had been so tight.  I rubbed the mark
gently, as if trying to rub it away, which only served to arouse the boy
more.

My dressing gown had come untied and when I stood and picked Tommy up and
carried him through to the bedroom the feel of his warm, smooth flesh
against mine had me hard in no time.  I put him down on the bed and he
snuggled in immediately.  I took off my dressing gown and climbed in,
spooning up to him, resting my cock in his arse rack and putting my left
arm over him, resting it on his stomach.

A few minutes later I felt his little hand on mine, pulling it downwards
until it rested on his cock.  `You can jack me off if you like' a little
voice said.

`You're awake?' I asked

`I've been awake ever since you started undressing me.' He replied with
that gorgeous giggle in his voice.

`You little bugger' I said as I nestled closer to him and began to take him
up on his offer.  Tommy moved on to his back and opened his legs slightly
and I tenderly took his cock and started gently rubbing up and down.

`That feels great, Uncle Bob, better than when Benny does it for me.'  And
then I felt his little hand wrap itself around my own throbbing member.  I
grabbed a hand towel from the bedside cabinet and placed it underneath my
cock as I was so close to cumming I didn't know how long I could hold off.
Tommy started to moan quietly and lifted his arse off the bed, thrusting it
through my fingers.  `I'm cumming, Uncle Bob' he said.

`OK,' I replied `just lie back and enjoy it.'

Ooooooooh, Mmmmmmmmm, Ohhhhhhhhh, HMmmmmmmmm, HAAAAAAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaa!!!!!!

His little cock shot his watery cum high into the air and it landed down on
his chest and stomach and all over my hand.  He continued shooting for
about 15 seconds and then seemed almost to lose consciousness for a few
more seconds before he opened his eyes and looked to see what he had
accomplished.  `Wow' he said `I never shot that amount of cum before.  I'm
sorry it went all over your hand.'

`Not a problem' I said as I lifted my hand and tasted his sweet juice.  I
cleaned my hand off completely and then bent down and sucked the last few
drops from the end of his softening cock.  As I did this I could feel my
own cum starting its journey from balls to cum slit.  `My turn now' I said
and Tommy increased the speed of his finger work.  My own orgasm was
comparatively silent with just an `OOOOOOOOOhhhhhhhh' at the height of my
climax.  I too produced a large quantity of cum and when Tommy tasted it he
commented on its saltiness.

`Can I lick your clean?' he asked.

I nodded and removed the hand towel, folded it and wiped up what little cum
was left on his lovely little body as he placed his little lips over the
end of my cock.

We cuddled together and were asleep moments later.

I woke to the sound of rain battering on the roof of the caravan and the
feeling that if I didn't move quickly I'd wet the bed.  I dashed to the
toilet and was in midstream, so to speak, when I heard a little voice say
`Sounds like bloody Niagara Falls.'  I looked up and Tommy was standing,
naked, at the door.  He looked absolutely gorgeous, fighting to keep his
eyes open with his tousled blond hair sticking out from his head.  `Hurry
up' he continued, `I'm busting a gut.'

`Come and join me' I said, `room for two standing.'  He joined me and when
I finished I washed my hands and returned to bed.  Tommy joined me and
cuddled up to me saying `Not a great day for going out.  Still, I'm sure we
can find something to do.'

`Let's just hug for a while, shall we?' I suggested.

`Suits me' said Tommy with a giggle and he snuggled into me, his little
stiff cock pressing into my leg.

We got up again mid-morning and took it in turns to shower (remember, no
room for two, showers in caravans are VERY small).  The rain had eased off
and we went over to Tommy's caravan to make sure that everything was OK and
picked up some clean clothes.  When we got back to my van the telephone was
ringing and it was Dan to say that his mother had passed away and that his
sister would see to all the arrangements and they would be home the
following day (Saturday).  He asked whether Tommy was being a good boy and
I told him `of course.'  He spoke to Tommy and told him that his grandma
had died and that they would be home the following day.

Tommy was a little tearful and came and sat on my knee for a while, but
kids are very resilient and within half an hour Tommy was back to his usual
self.

We telephoned Benny to tell him to come to my caravan instead of Tommy's
and I spoke to his mum to put her mind at rest as regards the sleepover and
told her that Benny was welcome to stay as long as he liked on Saturday.
Benny said he would be over at around 5 o'clock to give his parents time to
get ready before they went out.

I asked Tommy what he and Benny would like best for dinner and he said they
usually had a take-away pizza, which suited me and I said I would make up
the beds in the eating area for them.

`If it's all the same to you, Uncle Bob, I think we'd rather sleep in your
bed because these sofas are pretty hard and I don't think we'd be very
comfortable in here.'

I said that as long as it was OK with Benny it was OK with me.  `Oh, It'll
be OK with Benny' said Tommy `as long as we can have a bit of fun
together.'

At the appointed time a car drew up outside the caravan and a young lad
with an overnight bag climbed out of the back seat and made his way to the
caravan door.  I opened the door, waved to his mother as she drew off and
then turned my attention to the newcomer.  I could hardly believe what I
saw.  He and Tommy could have been brothers.  In fact, they could have been
twins they were so alike.

Tommy introduced us and said `I suppose you're thinking what everyone else
thinks, but we're really no relation at all, and Benny is two years older
than me.'

I shook Benny's proffered hand and told him to make himself at home.  I
took his bag and put it in the bedroom while he and Tommy greeted one
another with a high five.

`Yeah' said Benny `Everyone thinks we're related but Tommy's about average
for his age whereas I'm very small physically, but I make up for it in
other ways.'

`Yes', piped up Tommy `he's certainly not under-sized in the sex
department.'

`TOMMY!' said Benny, blushing.

I asked the boys what sort of pizza they would like and telephoned the
local delivery service.  The food arrived about half-an-hour later and we
all ate our fill.  The boys asked if they could go and play table tennis in
the games room and I told them to be back in an hour.

I took the opportunity to have a rest for an hour.  Entertaining kids can
be pretty exhausting when you're not used to it.

The boys returned an hour later and it looked as though they'd played a
five-set tennis match instead of a game of ping pong.

I told them to have a shower and get into their night things.  Tommy told
Benny to have the first shower and while he was in there Tommy told me that
he had explained the sleeping arrangements to Benny and he was OK with
them.

Benny came out of the shower wrapped in a towel and told me that he had not
brought any night things as he didn't usually wear any.  I told him that
was OK and he sat there just wearing the towel.  Tommy stripped off in the
bedroom and wandered back naked on his way to the shower.  Benny smiled
when he saw Tommy naked and slyly slapped his arse as he passed him.

When Tommy re-emerged from the shower he said `I think I'll go to bed now.
Coming Benny?'

Benny stood and they bade me goodnight.  `See you a bit later Uncle Bob'
said Tommy as he winked at me and giggled.

The next hour was quite entertaining as the boys got up to whatever boys
get up to when they're naked in bed together, the sound filtering through
to the sitting room, then the activity settled down.  About an hour after
that I showered and wandered naked into the bedroom to find the two boys
spooned together with Benny on the edge and Tommy in the middle of the bed.

I slipped in beside Tommy and cuddled up to him.  `Hi, Uncle Bob' he said
softly `I hope we didn't make too much noise.'

`No, not too much, Tommy' I said `goodnight'

`G'night Uncle Bob' he replied and snuggled down for the night.

When I awoke we had somehow changed positions and I found myself in between
the two boys.  Tommy was where Benny had been on the edge, I was in the
middle and Benny was snuggled up against my back and judging by what I
could feel against my arse, Tommy was dead right about Benny's endowment in
the sex department.

My need to pee was not too urgent this morning so I lay there enjoying
being in bed with these two lovely lads, my hand draped over Tommy, cupping
his balls and Benny's seemingly ever-hardening cock prodding my arse.  I
felt Benny's hand slide around my waist then slowly get lower and lower
until it was resting on the edge of my pubic hair.  I pretended to be
asleep to see how far he would go, but my own cock was now pretty hard and
I think Tommy had felt it because he chose this time to give a little
wriggle and Benny used that movement to slip his hand the rest of the way
between my cock and Tommy's arse.

I felt the bed start to shake and realised that Tommy was giggling because
he had realised exactly what was going on when he felt Benny's hand against
his arse.  This started me laughing, so the bed was shaking even more.  I
turned on to my back, took Benny's hand and placed it squarely on my cock
and said `There, Benny' is that better for you?'


`I...I...I...I' he stammered.

`It's alright Benny' said Tommy, placing his own had on top of Benny's,
`Uncle Bob's OK with what we do.  I did it with him last night'

I looked at Benny, his eyes were staring at my face so I smiled at him and
he seemed to relax.  I put my hand on his hard not-so-little cock and he
relaxed and smiled back at me.

`We seem to have changed position since last night' I remarked.

`Yes' said Tommy `We both got up for a pee in the night and when I climbed
over you, you started stirring, so Benny decided to stay on the other side.

`Well' I said as I gave each of their cocks a playful massage, `that suits
me just fine.

The playful massage met with no objections so I continued my ministrations
and a few minutes later both boys started to get rather excited and I knew
it wouldn't be long before they shot their loads.  I pushed the duvet back
so that it wouldn't get splashed in the process and saw Benny's tackle for
the first time.  He wasn't as big as Josh had been, but he was certainly
well-endowed for a 13 year-old, and it looked even bigger because he was so
lightly built.

Tommy came first and sent his watery fluid all over himself and my hand,
then Benny came and this time it was the real thing.  Bright white and
gelatinous, it went all over my other hand and his stomach and pubic hair.

They had been quite loud in their moaning, both of them, and lay exhausted
for a few minutes.  I removed my hands and tasted one and then the other
and their taste was pretty similar.  I moved down and sucked the last drop
first from Tommy's cock and then from Benny's, then grabbed the towel that
Benny had used the previous evening to clean them up and realised that this
must also have been used by them the previous night as it was rather sticky
so I had to go to the bathroom for another clean one, taking the
opportunity to pee while I was in there.

I got back into bed and cleaned them both up, their cocks coming back to
attention as I did so.

We lay in each others arms for another hour or so dozing and then I got up
and started cooking bacon for breakfast.

Now there is no smell that is guaranteed to get people out of bed but bacon
frying.  The two boys joined me at the table, both naked, and ate their
breakfast as though they'd been starved for a month.

After breakfast I shooed them into the bedroom to get dressed and they
reappeared twenty minutes later, red-faced and breathing heavily.  `I
didn't realise getting dressed would take so much out of you' I remarked.

`Well, we had something else to do first, Uncle Bob' said Tommy with a grin
and a giggle.  Benny smiled at Tommy, then smiled at me and said nothing.

An hour or so later Benny's mum arrived to collect him and said she hoped
he hadn't been any trouble.  `No trouble at all' I replied `in fact, we've
had a stimulating time together.'

The boys hugged and Benny gave me a hug as well before he skipped out of
the door and into his mum's car.

Tommy and I tidied round and had just finished when Dan and Vera returned
and came into the van.  `Well' said Dan `he hasn't wrecked the place then'
I laughed and said that he had been no trouble at all.  Tommy hugged them
both and said `Uncle Bob taught me something while you were away'

`Oh, yes' said Vera `and what's that?'

`We went to Waterworld and Uncle Bob taught me to swim'

`Oh, wow' said Dan `Thanks, Bob, he was going to have to learn at his new
school anyway, so this will make a world of difference.'

They hugged him again and as they were leaving I gave them my condolences.

`Oh, that reminds me' said Dan `The funeral is next Wednesday and we'll be
staying overnight, is there any chance you can have Tommy again?'

`I'd be absolutely delighted' I said, and I meant it, thinking I could take
Tommy to stage two and show him what his mouth was really for!!!! -- roll on
next Wednesday!!!!!!!!


The Colonel

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