Date: Sat, 16 Apr 2005 16:28:17 EDT
From: Colcalverley@aol.com
Subject: Simon The Backpacker 7

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SIMON THE BACKPACKER - Part 7
By 'The Colonel'


I massaged Simon's shoulders, moving down to his back and felt him starting
to melt in my hands.  By the time I reached his waist he was positively
purring, and as my hands dropped to his perfectly formed bum he said 'OK,
you win' and moved on to his back so my hand transferred automatically to
his half hard cock.  I continued massaging and before long he was oozing
precum.  I moved down and licked it up, then licked up and down his full
length before going down on his shaft. He came almost immediately and
promptly fell asleep before his cock had even started to soften.  'Thanks a
lot', I thought and had to resort to pleasuring myself before falling into
a deep sleep.

The next day dawned with bright sunshine and I was immediately aware that
Simon was missing.

I went downstairs and he was in the kitchen, naked as usual, having coffee.
He stood ready to make me a cup of coffee and I took him in my arms and
wished him happy birthday.  I gave him his card and said that the boys and
I had made arrangements to give him his gifts that afternoon.  He grimaced
and looked like a petulant schoolboy, so I assured him that everything
would be well worth waiting for.

We went into the living room with our coffee, sat on the sofa and kissed
and cuddled for a while without feeling the need to go any further and this
is how the twins found us when they came down.  They wished Simon a happy
birthday and gave him a card and a hug.

'Do you have any plans for this morning?' I asked the boys

Ben said that after they were dressed they were going next door to see
their dad and to find out if there was any news of their mother.  I told
them that they ought to make the best of the next couple of days as school
would be reopening on Monday and they were bound to be extra busy for a
week or two as there would be a lot to catch up on.

They joined us on the sofa, Bill with Simon and Ben with me and the kissing
and cuddling continued for a little while.

I finally got up and wandered into the hall to use the downstairs loo when
the post dropped on the mat.

Simon ran out of the living room, but I got there first and noticed that
the top envelope was addressed to 'The Hon. Simon Valentine' (Hon. being
short for Honourable, a title normally reserved for the sons and daughters
of hereditary peers of the realm.)

'What's all this?' I asked.  He looked at me sheepishly and said that he
had hoped I wouldn't find out.  'Why?'  I asked 'What difference did you
think it would make?'

'I just want to be a normal person', he said `and I want everybody to treat
me as such.  I thought that if people knew my father was Earl Valentine of
Richmond and that I would succeed to the title one day they would treat me
differently.'

I have his bum a playful slap and said 'Get your honourable arse in gear
and don't be so silly.  You'll always be "Simon The Backpacker" to me, and
I'll always treat you the same, but I will respect your wishes and I
promise I won't tell anybody else, not even the twins'

'Won't tell us what?' Bill demanded as they both joined us in the hall.

'Won't tell you what I don't want you to know.  Don't be nosey.' I said as
I tapped a finger on each cute little nose. 'Up you go and get dressed and
pop next door and see your dad.'

They ran upstairs and reappeared what seemed to be seconds later in shorts,
tee shits and bare feet (this now seemed to be the accepted norm if we
weren't naked).  'We won't bother with shoes as we're only going next door'
said Ben and they disappeared through the front door.

Simon and I went up and had a long leisurely shower, and then lay next to
one another on the bed in companionable silence, he idly playing with my
cock, and me idly playing with his.

We must have dozed off for half an hour as we were woken by Bill saying
that his dad was downstairs and wanted to have a word with me.

I quickly pulled on my dressing gown and padded downstairs.  Ben had made
Tony a cup of coffee and they were sitting at the kitchen table.

'Hello Colonel, sorry to have disturbed you' said Tony as I entered. 'Tony,
I think you had better start calling me Bob as the boys do.' I said

'Yes, of course' he said, 'What I came to say, Bob, is that Moira will be
coming out of hospital this afternoon for a couple of weeks, but will have
to go back in the first week of next month for surgery.'

'Great,' I said 'I bet you'll be pleased to have her home, but surely
she'll have to take it easy until the surgery is over and she is fully
recovered.

'Well, yes,' he said 'my eldest daughter is coming home today to look after
her while I continue to run the pub, but I was ..................'

'Well,' I interrupted him, 'she won't want the boys under her feet all the
time so why don't you let them stay here until she's fully back to normal?
That's if it's OK with them.'

'Well, bugger me, pardon my French' he said 'that's the very favour which I
was going to ask you, but I thought it too much of a liberty.'

'Not at all,' I said 'Simon and I have grown very fond of your boys and
it's a pleasure to have them around.  Would you like to stay for a while
longer, boys?'

They moved, one either side of me and hugged me in reply.

'Well, there's the answer', said Tony, 'they must think a great deal of you
as they don't normally show affection to anyone but their mum and me'

I thought 'You don't know the half of it, but that's between the Boys,
Simon and me.'

'I'll make sure they pop in every day and see their mum, but if they get
too much for her send them back straight away.'

'You don't know what a load that is off my mind' said Tony, 'but I must be
off now and get ready for opening time.  Oh, and would you wish Simon many
happy returns, they boys tell me it's his birthday.  Tell him to drop into
the pub sometime and there'll be a bottle of Champagne for him to bring
home.  Cheers for now!' he said as he left.

`Well boys,' I said, `It looks as though we have a leisurely morning ahead
of us.  What time shall we give Simon his birthday presents? I asked them.'

`I thought about two o'clock would be a good time' said Ben, `we can have a
light lunch, then perhaps Ben could help me shower and you could help Simon
shower before my surprise gift.'

I said that I thought that was ideal, because I knew that Simon would want
to go into town later in the afternoon.

`Why?' asked Bill

`That's part of the surprise I have up my sleeve for him.  I think we ought
to give him the "tangible" gifts first and save your surprise, Ben, as the
"Grand Finale" I suggested.

`That's a great idea' said Bill, and the boys disappeared upstairs.

A little while later I went upstairs to get dressed and found the three of
them fast asleep in my bed.  I left them there as I thought Ben and Simon
might need all the strength they could get a little later in the day.

I grabbed clean shorts and tee shirt and went back downstairs when there
was a ring and loud knock on the door.

It was Matt.  He had been out for a walk and the rest of the family had
gone out.  He had no front door key and was desperate to pee.  He pushed
past me and almost ran to the downstairs loo.

Oh, help me please, Bob, I can't get my jeans undone left handed.  This
bloody plaster cast...'

I went to help him, but there was already a damp patch on the front of his
jeans, and as I undid his buttons and took out his cock he was losing the
battle to hold it in and it was issuing forth in short spurts all over my
right hand.

`I'm so sorry' he said, I just couldn't hold it any longer'

I told him not to worry about a few spurts of pee; I could soon wash my
hands.

`Yes', he said, `but what are the family going to say when hey see my
jeans?'

I looked at his jeans and they were now positively wet in the front and it
had started to run down the left leg.

I told him not to worry, to take them off and I would put them in the
tumble dryer.

`Oh, you're a life saver, Bob' he said.

He took off his jeans and handed them to me.  `I see the boys' habit of no
underwear has rubbed off on you' I said.

`Yes' he said `I love the feel of having that bit more freedom.  I don't
know what mum will say when she realises that there are no underpants to be
washed.'

We laughed and he sat at the kitchen table.  I made coffee for us and I sat
adjacent to him so that I could take a sneaky look at his lovely black
cock.

A little later we heard the boys coming down the stairs.  When they saw
Matt sitting there, they looked at one another and smiled.  `You're looking
very well Matt.' Said Bill

`Yes', said Ben, `especially from the waist down'

I explained that Matt had had a slight accident and that his jeans were in
the tumble dryer.

`Don't worry,' said Ben `I prefer him as he is'

We all laughed and Matt stood up and gave each of the twins a hug.  This
caused the inevitable, and his cock began to twitch and stiffen.

`I'll sort that out for you' said Bill and took Matt gently by the cock and
led him upstairs.

`Bob' said Ben `Do you have any KY jelly?  I've read about it on the
internet and I thought it might be useful to have some this afternoon.'

`I don't have any, but perhaps we could take a quick trip into town and you
could get some at the Chemist's.'

`Thank you,' said Ben `but I think I would be too embarrassed to ask for
it.  Do you think you could get it for me?'

`Oh no', I told him `you'll have to get used to buying these things for
yourself.  After all, if you meet up with other boys or men for sex, you'll
have to buy your own condoms.'

`OK' he said quietly.

I called up the stairs that we were just popping into town and we jumped in
the Jaguar.

When we got to the chemist's Ben tried once again to get me to go and make
his purchase, but I told him `no way!'

He reluctantly went into the shop and came out a little later carrying a
small bag and sporting a very red face.

`What's up?' I asked him.

`The assistant offered to come and rub it on for me' he said. `The trouble
was he was gorgeous'

Ben smiled and I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.  `So it wasn't too bad
then, you've made a possible future boyfriend' I said.  That gave him
something to think about and he smiled contentedly.

When we got home Bill had taken Matt's dry jeans out of the dryer and he
had gone home dry and happy.  Bill had also told Simon that we were all
going to have showers before the gifts were presented and this had again
aroused Simon's curiosity, but I managed to change the subject and ask
everybody what they would like for lunch.

`Scrambled eggs and smoked salmon' said Simon.  This met with general
approval so I set to work.

When lunch was over Bill led Ben up to the guest bathroom and I led Simon
into the en suite.  We had long, leisurely showers and all arrived in the
bedroom at the same time.

`Now, I said, let's sort out your gifts'

First of all, the boys presented Simon with the little blue velvet box.
Simon opened it and took out the ingot.  I thought he was going to cry, but
he managed to hold on ... until he read the inscription.  Then the
floodgates opened.

`It's beautiful' he choked `I'll never ever take it off.  Thank you so
much, boys'

He gave them each an extended hug, and then I presented him with a similar
box.  He opened it and there inside was a key.

He gave me a blank look and said `What's this?'

`As you're twenty-one, I though I would get you the key of the door' I
said. (Please Email me if you need an explanation)

`Yes,' he said `but it's not to the front door here.  In fact, it looks
like a car key.'

`No, not a car key but something similar' I said.  `You'll find out what
after Ben has given you his special gift.

`And what special gift is that?' asked Simon `You've already given me the
most beautiful gift I could have asked for.'

Ben stepped forward and gave Simon a gentle kiss on the lips.  He took from
the bedside cabinet the tube of KY jelly and gave it to Simon.  Simon
looked at it questioningly but made no comment.

Ben then went and climbed on to the bed on his hands and knees and said
quietly and evenly `Happy birthday, Simon this is for you' and gently put
his hands on his buttocks and slowly parted his cheeks.

`I--I--I--' stammered Simon.

`SSShhhh,' said Ben `Come and get your present.'


Sorry to leave it there, but I have to be sure that you will come back for
the next chapter.


The Colonel


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