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Chapter 16
Obediently we took off outside and it was not long before
we were climbing the mango tree and getting comfortable on the three branch
platform. Being comfortable included being naked for this was now the way we
found we were most comfortable when with each other. And of course we both took
the hands on approach to our comfort and companionship and so it was not more
than a minute after we got naked that my hand was wrapped around Willie's
magnificent branch and he had his
fingers surrounding my branch like a vine that had found a tree to give it
support. We weren't really wanking each other yet
either. It was more like we were simply finding pleasure in fondling each
other.
"Do you know anything about going camping this week?" Willie asked.
"Yeah. I'm not sure when but the idea is that we are going to stay in cabin on
some land that Stephan and Johannes' uncle owns at Hartebeesport
dam." I answered.
"Oh Good! You have been invited too. I was a bit worried that they might not
invite you because you are not yet in high school." Willie said. "I would have
tried to persuade them to invite you if you had not been, or I would have
stayed home with you if they had not invited you. You are going aren't you?"
Willie told and asked me.
"Ja. Ma has said she will be
alright and it will be a bit of practice for her for when I do go to boarding
school." I replied.
"Do you know if Jan and Hendrik are coming?" Willie asked.
"No. Stephan said he was going to ask them, but I have not heard if he has or
if they are going to be with us." I told Willie.
Willie had just started to speed up his wanking of me when we heard ma calling
for us. We both made a grab for our shorts and quickly pulled them on before I
called back to acknowledge that we had heard and were making our way to her.
Although we had not had our sexual pressure released that time, climbing down
the tree was enough to allow our cocks to soften and hide what we had really
been up to up the tree.
When we got inside, ma apologised to us for not being
able to stop and talk when we had arrived, but we both said it was ok and we
understood. Ma then offered us some cool drink and biscuits which we readily
accepted and went with her to sit on the veranda while we drank our juice and chatted
with ma for a bit. She brought up the little camping trip and then remarked
that it was not really a camping trip as we were not going to be staying in
tents..
"But I am sure we will be content." Willie replied and then added with a grin,
"at least that is our intent."
"Oh very clever, Willem." Ma said and then turning to me, "You see Willem has
just made two puns. Did you get them?" she asked.
"No. What are puns?" I responded.
"Puns are plays on words." Willie said.
I guess I must have still looked confused because ma then explained, "It is
where you use a word that is similar to another word and which can then give
two different meanings. Like I said you won't be staying in tents and Willem
said you would be content and that is your intent. All three words use the word
tent in them but they mean something different. Most of the knock-knock jokes
are based on puns."
Well that explanation did not help that much at the time. Added to which I was
out of class for half term and not really in a learning mood. At least not for
academic stuff, but later on when I was sitting in the English lesson at
school, I would recall some of this conversation and it would help to speed my
understanding of what a pun is and the realisation that I had been making puns
for most of my life without knowing that it was called that.
Not much later, we heard the sound of Oom
Jakob's bakkie coming up
the road and he stopped by at our house guessing that Willie might be with me.
Ma offered him something to drink, but he said he really needed to get home and
have a shower and then they would be eating so he took Willie and after they
said their good byes, they left for the short hop to their home.
The next morning I half expected Willie to come over while I was still eating
my breakfast, but there was no sign of him. When I had finished I asked ma if it was ok to go to Willie's house and when I got
there it was to find only their cook in the house who told me that the little
baas had gone with the big baas. I trudged home feeling rather sorry for myself
because I had got myself worked up to have a bit of cock play and now my little
pecker would have to go down by itself or I would have to take matters into my
own hands. As it was, it went down before I got back to our house and I set about
amusing myself in the manner that I was used to. I did not see Willie at all
that day and while I was not so understanding of it at the time, I do now know
that he needed to spend some alone time with his dad; especially as he was not
going to be home for three days of that week.
The next morning, Willie arrived at our house while I was still lying in bed
idly fondling my hard cock, but not actually wanking
it. I was simply enjoying the pleasurable feelings that come from such play. Added
to which, I was not fully awake yet and so had not got to that point where I
knew I needed to take care of my cock. Willie entered the room quietly and for
a while I did not know he was there watching me and the movement under the
bedcovers. Moving quietly he snuck up to the bed and slipped his hand under the
covers and made a grab for my cock. The shock of another hand suddenly wrapping
itself around my cock brought me fully awake, but before I could shout out,
Willie's other hand clamped over my mouth and he lifted his head to show me his
grinning face. Then he pulled back the covers to reveal that I was completely
naked under there and ready for him to do what I had hoped for the day before.
Willie did not disappoint me and soon had my cock and balls in his mouth together.
His tongue did a delightful massaging trick before he let my balls slip out and
started to bob on my shaft with his tongue rubbing against my hot spot as his
lip clamp forced my foreskin back and off my sensitive head; leaving it prey to
his manipulative tongue and lips. Needless to say it was not long before these
things brought me to orgasm and I deposited my small but tasty offering on his
tongue.
Lifting his head off my cock, he said, "Good morning PP." Because at this stage
we had not said a word to each other.
"Hi Willie. You gave me a fright, but it is ok." I
replied.
"Get dressed, your breakfast is ready." He instructed me.
"But what about you." I said as I placed my hand on
his shorts and ascertained just from the feel that he was both commando and
hard.
"We will get to that after your breakfast. Willie said and began to pull on my
leg to drag me out of bed.
"Ok I will get up." I said, and as he let go of my leg I gave a little kick at
him which he avoided with ease but I was already moving to get out of bed and
so he did not need to do anything more to persuade me. I knew that ma would be
in the office and so I did not bother to put anything on as I went to the
bathroom and had a piss and brushed my teeth. Then walked naked back to the
room, where Willie was still waiting sitting on my bed. I went over to my
dresser and got out my uniform for that day – a pair of khaki shorts and yellow
t shirt. Barefoot we left the room and went to the kitchen to get breakfast.
Well at least I got some breakfast and Willie sat there and watched me eat.
Once I was finished he suggested we go to his house as there was something he
wanted to show me. I was ok with that and popped my head into the office to ask
ma if that was alright. With her permission we set off back to Willie's house.
We went straight to Willie's room when we got to his
house and he said, "Take your clothes off first."
I had no problem with this as I liked to be naked and especially with Willie so
I quickly pulled my shirt off and then my shorts. My tackies
had been left by the back door when we entered the house as had Willies and as
we weren't wearing any socks I was completely naked after taking off those two
items. While I did this, Willie also removed his only two items of clothing and
then he went to his wardrobe and moved some of the hanging clothes to the side.
I could see a hole in the back panel of the wardrobe and Willie put his finger
in the whole and seemed to wiggle it about in there. He must have been undoing
a catch of some sort because a section of the wardrobe panel then came loose
and swung out into the wardrobe hanging space. There was a hollow behind it
which was about two inches deep. Willie felt down the side of the opening and
then pulled on a string. As he pulled a small flat container came into view
which Willie brought out and opened up. Inside it were three or four magazines
similar to the one he had shown me before he went back to school that last
time.
We moved over to the bed and got on it to sit side by side with our legs going
down the length of the bed and our backs resting against the head board. Willie
picked up the magazine on the top of the pile and held it between both of us.
"One of the seniors who does things with me has lent me these for half term. I
had to promise to take them back without any pages stuck together with cum." He
told me.
The first magazine had a picture of a guy in what looked like American cowboy
dress leaning up against a wooden rail fence. There was a significant bulge in
his jeans and he had like a leather waistcoat on that was open and showed a
smooth chest and dark haired happy trail leading down to the belt of his jeans.
Willie turned the page and there he was again but this time there was a woman
on one side of him who had her hand on his chest with a thumb and forefinger
squeezing his nipple; she was also dressed in cowgirl dress with her red
gingham blouse only knotted at the front and a good bit of cleavage showing.
Standing on the other side of the guy was a blond haired guy; similarly dressed
as a cowboy with leather chaps over his jeans, no shirt but a bandana around
his neck. He like the first guy had a prominent bulge in his jeans and looking
closely you could see the ridge of his fireman's helmet brim. The next picture
showed the girl standing between the two guys with her back to the camera and a
hand on each of the guy's packages. The
series continued with pictures of them in various poses and at different stages
of undress until they were all naked except for the second guy's bandana. After
that the pictures showed then doing different sexual activities which included
both guys inside the girl; one up the bum and the other up the cunt. Then the two guys were in a 69 with each
other while fingering the girl and then the bandana was getting tied around
different parts of the guys till they were standing back to back with the
bandana tied around each of their cocks and passing between their legs.
"Girls are really gross, aren't they?" I said, which I guess was the first
indication that I was gay rather than just curious experimenting.
"I don't know. Some girls are really quite nice. There is a girl's boarding
school in the town we sometimes get together with them to do things like plays
or a choir and when we sit and chat with the girls they can be ok. And some of
them have really nice shaped bodies and pretty faces. But I guess the girls who
pose for these sorts of pictures are not so hot." Willie said.
We went back to looking at the magazine but the rest of
it was just heterosexual scenes and while there were some big cocks to look at,
there was not a lot that got a gay guy's juices flowing too well. Putting that
one aside, Willie picked up the next one which had a picture of a group of boys
all in sailor's uniforms, but the boys were clearly only in their middle to
late teens. Opening the magazine up there were a couple of pages of the boys
all doing different things, still fully dressed but clearly getting the boat
ready to sail. A couple more photographs showed the boat heading out to sea and
the further away it got, the more clothing came off the boys. The scenes then
changed to ones being taken with a camera on board the boat and in much closer
detail. The first one was of the group standing on the deck barefoot and
shirtless but with their sailor's hats on and they were saluting. Their white sailor's
trousers were not tight enough to show any defined bulges but some of the older
ones were displaying developing happy trails. We hadn't seen any of these boys
naked yet but both Willie and I had hard cocks in anticipation of what we were
going to see.
We weren't disappointed. As we turned over the page, there was a full page of
smaller pictures of each boy individually, still in his trousers but without
his head dress and a caption giving us each of their names and their ages. The youngest
one was claimed to be thirteen and the oldest seventeen, but I am sure that
they were actually older and made up to look younger than they really were.
Even so, the thirteen year old, could not have been more than fifteen at the
time the pictures were taken which made the book doubly illegal for us to be in
possession of.
The rest of the magazine was given over to pictures of the boys either
partially or totally naked doing things with each other, and mostly where the
cocks were on display they were hard. The variety was almost complete as there
were pictures of the boys going solo and wanking themselves or doing it in
pairs and three's or more. Sometimes they were jerking themselves in a group
while other times they were jerking each other. There were blowjobs being given
in almost every imaginable position from a conventional 69 on the bunk bed to
one on the open deck. The recipient swinging from the yard
arm while his sucker stood tall to reach his cock. There were pairs
fucking each other and then groups with them lined up like a chain each with
their cock up the bum of the one in front. Then there was a picture of all of
the crew lying on their sides in a circle each sucking on the next guy's cock
and getting their cock sucked by the one following them and at the same time
they had a finger up the bum of the guy they were sucking on. The final picture
which was one of those fold out pages making a much bigger picture was of the
young thirteen year old stretched over a barrel on the deck with his hard cock pointing towards the sun while
the others all were wanking over him and spewing out their cum over his face,
chest and cock.
"That is pretty nice. I wouldn't mind having a whole lot of cum spat over me."
I said.
"Yeah that is really hot. I love the idea of wanking over someone and watching my cum hit them wherever it lands." Willie agreed.
By this time both Willie and I were really horny and we
could not wait to look at another magazine before our needs were met. Both of
us were already rubbing our cocks and both had pre-cum smeared over the heads.
Of course Willie had a lot more than me, but I did now produce pre-cum before I
had my orgasm and not just during the orgasm. Willie moved down the bed and
grabbing my legs at the ankles he pulled me down so that I was far enough down
the bed for him to get on and straddle me in a 69. As he lowered his head onto
my cock he supported his shoulders on his elbows and tucked his forearms under
my legs so that he would have access to my balls and perineum. I wrapped my
arms around his waist and pulled him down so that he spread his knees and
lowered his cock into my waiting mouth. I immediately set my tongue to work
giving his cock head swirlies but concentrating most of the tongue work on the
fraenulum area.
At times I was aware of something else going into Willies mouth along with my
cock and shortly after that I would feel his finger massaging my ball bag and
perineum. He must have been producing a lot of saliva because I felt it running
down the crease made by my scrotum joining the skin of my legs. Willie's
fingers seemed to be getting everywhere and the sensations he was awakening in
my body were indescribable. Feelings I had never before experienced. Then his
finger moved further down the seam line and found my crack and ultimately my
pucker where I experienced yet more new sensations.
I began to copy his finger action and soon was running my hands over his bum
and down the crack and following it through to his scrotum and massaging his
balls while my head still bobbed down and up on his cock. He groaned whenever
my finger ran over his pucker so I began to spend more time and applied a bit
more pressure in that area.
His finger started to push against my pucker and then relax only to push again
a second or two later. Suddenly he must have got it right because his finger
slipped past my sphincter muscle and entered my bum. Now all these years later
I cannot remember if I felt any real pain when that happened for the first time,
but I do remember that I very nearly came on the spot, there and then; what
stopped me I do not know.
Suddenly Willie started to hump my mouth and I realised he was close to cumming
so I increased my suctions and sped up
the fluttering licks my tongue was using to caress his cock head in my mouth.
That took my concentration off what was happening to me down below for a few
moments and in that time, Willie got his finger all the way in my bum and just
let it lay there for a short time while his cock was being rammed into my
throat. With a grunt that vibrated against my cock, Willie's body went rigid
and his cum shot out with force into the back of my throat. I had to start
swallowing quickly or risk drowning.
As Willie's orgasm eased, Willie was able to return his concentration to my
cock and bum and he started to finger fuck me. As his finger went in it found
my pleasure button and with this tongue playing around on my cock head, I was
soon coming even if it was only a few drops of semen, the sensation was immense
and it was the most exciting orgasm I had had in my life up to that time.
Willie rolled off me and said, "I think you shot proper cum that time. Have you
been shooting white stuff already?"
"I'm not sure." I answered truthfully.
Willie lay next me still with his head towards my feet
and while we talked now, he used his fingers to lightly stroke my balls and the
area of my groin, but avoided touching my cock and especially the now
supersensitive head. But it was enough to stop my cock from its wilting and
turn my semi into a full on hard erection once more.
I like Willie, had continued to fondle and stroke Willie's groin area and so he
was also hard. But we did not do anything more than that for quite some time.
We chatted about what we thought the camping trip would be like and what we all
might get up to once away from adult intervention. Somehow, we did not look on
Stephan as an adult even though in reality he was one. Of course some of our
thoughts centred around what we had just done and that there would be a fair
amount of that in the cabin over those three days.
"Right let's look at some more". Willie said sitting up
and moving around so that I could sit up next to him and we could lean against
the headboard and look at the same magazine together again.
Willie picked up one of the magazines we had not yet looked at. This magazine
was called "Boys Aloud" and the picture on the front showed some promise
because it was of an almost naked boy who was wearing just a scarf tied around
his middle with the ends hanging down hiding his goods. Had I had my thinking
cap on, I would have realised the play on words on the title of magazine and
also in the title of the first article which started with the cover picture and
was called "Cum-A-Bound" The series on the inside pages started with the boy
who would have been about fifteen, or at least that is the age he looked in the
series. Like the front picture he had a cummerbund around his middle with a
tassel hanging from it partially obscuring his package. The pictures moved on
with his cock still partially covered in each one and apart from the cummerbund
he was totally naked. After a few poses the photographs moved on to him having
a very white rope draped over his shoulder and around his neck. When we turned
the page, the pictures changed rather dramatically as he now was tied to a
chair with the white rope which also formed a cock ring around his cock and
balls and the cummerbund had been moved to form a blind fold. After that there
were various pictures showing his treatment from being wanked to having cock
used to impale the bum of another person whose front you could not see and
having different cocks fed into his mouth to be sucked. There was a clock on
the wall that had been strategically placed so that those looking at the
pictures could follow the passage of time the photo-shoot was supposed to have
taken. Of course now, I believe that the clock would have been altered and the
time spent a lot less than the eight hours the clock actually showed.
We certainly did not spend eight hours looking at the
pictures, but by the time we got to the end of the article, we were both
dripping pre-cum and ready to go for round two. Back in the 69 Willie wasted no
time in sucking my cock into his mouth and getting a finger in there to wet it
and slip it into my bum again. I copied him and it did not take that long for
our juices to rise to the surface once more. We had both had an orgasm less
than hour previous and so this time we did not have as strong an event as we
had earlier.
Once more we lay caressing each other's body until Willie declared it was time
to look at the next article in "Boys Aloud". This was another horny sequence of
pictures depicting a weak story line, but it was still erotic and we were too
young to worry about the academic quality of the magazine. By the time we had
to get dressed to go back to my house for lunch, we had looked and sucked and
played with each other into four orgasms each. As a result our cocks were quite
tender and we were both very aware of them rubbing against our loose shorts as
we walked back to the house.