Date: Tue, 26 Feb 2019 00:35:13 +0000 From: Tony Keen Subject: The School Trip - Chapter 1: "Packing" Suggested category: Gay / Adult Youth Joe Roughley was a PE teacher. He had been passionate about sport for all of his life and playing rugby for many years meant that he had developed a firm body. He was six foot two inches tall, with broad shoulders and muscular arms and legs. His thighs were big and sturdy, as was his ass, and his body was covered in a thin layer of dark brown hair that matched the hair on his head and round his groin. He was a good-looking man with brown eyes and a handsome face, and he was well-liked in the school he worked at. Joe had studied sport at university, but a shoulder injury meant that any chances of playing rugby professionally had flown out of the window. Not really knowing what to do with his life, he decided to do a teacher training course and was now 29 and had been teaching for seven years at a high school for 11 to 16-year-olds on the outskirts of a big town in the north-west of England. As jobs go teaching wasn't so bad. He got to spend a lot of time outdoors and was inspiring young people to enjoy physical activity. As a bonus, he got to wear sportswear to work and he usually opted for a pair of black rugby shorts with a tight black T-shirt to show off his beefy physique. A lot of the pupils (and staff) found him very sexually attractive, and the sight of him in his short shorts was part of the fantasies of many horny teenagers. *** For the past couple of years, Joe had run a school trip to the south of Spain during the first two weeks of the summer holidays. It was a football trip and was open to Year 10 and Year 11 boys, who would get the chance to play matches against other European teams and have some time to relax and explore as well. This year he was taking fourteen boys, aged from 14 to 16, and was being accompanied on the trip by Paul Merchant, an assistant headteacher who also taught PE, and Luke Bateman, a geography teacher who had only recently joined the school. Like Joe, Paul and Luke were widely liked in school and were both in excellent physical condition. The trip was leaving the day after school broke up for the summer, but the flight wasn't until late at night so there was plenty of time to pack. Joe knew that it was going to be extremely hot so decided that he was not going to take any trousers and would spend the fortnight wearing shorts. He packed a couple of smart pairs for the evenings, a few of his favourite black rugby shorts and some football shorts as well. He liked the feeling of the fabric against his bare skin, especially against his cock when he wore them with no underwear around the house, and he thought he might wear them in bed as he'd have to share a room. Football boots and socks, flip-flops and T-shirts were the next items he packed, and then he began to look through his drawers for swimwear. The water park that they were going to visit one day didn't allow swimming shorts so all of the boys had been told to bring Speedos. Joe finally found a pair of white Speedos at the bottom of the drawer. He hadn't worn them in ages so decided to try them on in case they were too small. He slipped off the tracksuit bottoms he'd been wearing and stood and admired himself in the mirror. He never wore a T-shirt in the house so was stood in a pair of tight grey boxers that showed off the perfect roundness of his butt and a significant bulge at the front. "Not bad," he thought to himself. "Not bad at all." He pulled his boxers down and took a sniff of them. He'd slept in them last night as well so they had a sweaty, masculine aroma that made his cock begin to swell a little. He threw the boxers on the floor and slid the white Speedos up his muscular legs. They were tight, but not too tight, and the sensation of them hugging his tight ass and ample dick made him completely hard. The Speedos struggled to contain his thick, eight-inch penis and he wandered into the bathroom to get them wet under the shower, rubbing his throbbing bulge as he went. As he was about to go into the bathroom, however, he caught sight of the clock. 6:45pm. He was due to pick Paul up to drive to the airport in 15 minutes so his masturbation session would have to wait. He quickly ran into the bathroom and put everything he needed into a wash bag. When he returned to the bedroom he took a big bottle of lube out of the top drawer of his bedside table and packed that too - maybe he could have some fun with that and his Speedos one night. He couldn't go for two weeks without a wank! He decided to leave the Speedos on instead of wearing underwear, slid on a pair of his black rugby shorts and a tight white T-shirt, then put his sweat socks and trainers on and headed out to his car with his suitcase. *** Paul lived with his wife about 10 minutes away from Joe. They had recently had their second child and, while he loved them dearly, he was looking forward to having some time away from the constant noise. His wife's mother had come to stay to help out for the summer so he didn't feel guilty about leaving her as he knew the trip was an invaluable opportunity for the lads coming on it. He'd also not had sex for the past eleven months so was looking forward to a couple of cheeky wanks in the hotel bathroom. When Joe pulled up Paul was already stood outside his house with his suitcase. Joe looked at Paul. Although he was 10 years older than Joe he was every bit as attractive and had the most beautiful arse that looked so good in a pair of running shorts that it even turned the heads of the straight men on the days he taught PE. He had short brown hair, a thin layer of stubble on his face and his legs were sturdy and hairy. Joe enjoyed looking at Paul, whether he was in his sports kit or the suit he wore on the days he had meetings in his role as assistant headteacher. He particularly enjoyed watching him change out of his sport kit and into his suit in the PE teachers' changing room, as it gave him chance to admire Paul's toned body and hairy chest even more. He had even managed to take a sneaky photo of Paul in his underwear on his phone once and he often jerked off to this while imagining burying his face in Paul's beautiful arse. Paul didn't know that Joe was gay, nor did anyone at school. They wouldn't have cared - the school had a very inclusive atmosphere - but Joe thought it best to portray himself as one of the lads to keep the naughtier pupils on side. "Bang on time," said Paul, in his husky northern accent. "Let's get this show on the road." He threw his suitcase onto the back seat and they set off towards the airport. Luke lived in the city centre so was going to take a train and meet them there, and parents had been instructed to drop their boys off at the airport at 8:30pm. As they were driving along Paul couldn't help but glance down at Joe's crotch, where he could see a firm erection in his rugby shorts. He smiled to himself thinking about how horny he had always been at Joe's age. Little did he know that he was the one who had caused Joe to get hard in the first place.