Date: Wed, 7 Jan 2009 23:19:59 +0100
From: succum241 <succum241@lycos.co.uk>
Subject: Holidays by the sea - 3

Hi, This is a fictional story which will involve explicit sexual narrative
of a homoerotic nature between minor boys. If that is not your scene, or if
you are too young or live in a place where this is illegal then close this
page down now.

If you carry on and read this story, please let me know what you think
(constructive criticism accepted but flames excepted). Please write to
succum241@lycos.co.uk

Read on and enjoy.

Chapter 2 ended:

J put the letter down a full arms stretch from where he was lying so that
it could not get damaged and then concentrated on his wank.


Chapter 3

J intended to get all he could out of the wank he was now enjoying. He had
lubed up his cock so that he could stroke away slowly building the tension
and pleasure together. Having put the letter down safely, he brought his
other hand into play and using it to collect up the excess oil and spread
it over his ball bag, he massaged that while his jerking hand kept up its
steady rhythm on his cock. For his fantasy, J cast his mind back to reality
some 6 years ago when he attended his very first Holiday by the Sea.

J had arrived there, very nervous and alone. He had been directed to this
dormitory like building where he met a guy who looked to be about mid teens
in age who was to be in charge of his dorm. This guy introduced himself as
Jeff and showed him where to take his case and which would be his bed. As
he looked around the room, he became nervous for a different reason. There
were about twelve beds in the dorm and he realised that he would be open to
the others guys looking at everything he did. He had not been totally naked
in front of so many people since the time he was taken away from his birth
mother, and of that he did not remember much anyway. At school, there were
individual cubicles to use to change after sports and such like and so he
had not had to bare himself to anyone there, and he never had friends stay
over because he was too embarrassed to let them know that he did not have a
real mother or father.

But that night J learnt something about himself and about others that would
help him for the rest of his life. Jeff had told all the boys in the dorm
that he would not allow any form of bullying or hurtful teasing and talk in
his dorm and if there was any of that he would give some very harsh
punishments out. He then went on to remind all of the boys that each one of
them was different from all the others and for each of them there would be
something that they were the best at, as well as something that they were
the worst at. Then he had taken them on a tour of the dorm and shown them
the ablution block at the end, pointing out that the showers were open and
so everybody would see everybody else naked. He had told them that it was
ok to look at each other but it was not ok to make anyone else feel bad by
what they did or said. Even at 10 years of age, the boys knew what he was
alluding to and knew that he meant what he said.

After lights out, J could not get to sleep and he lay, tossing and turning
as he heard one boy after another's breathing pattern change to indicate
they were asleep. He did not know how long he had been lying there still
awake, when he heard the door to Jeff's room open very quietly, but not
totally silently and Jeff walked into the dorm. There was very little light
coming in through the windows, but J watched as Jeff went from bed to bed
with a dull torch lighting his way.  At each bed, Jeff would stop and spend
a few moments observing and then he would slide a hand under the duvet at
about mid point of the boy's body. If the boy did not move Jeff seemed to
spend longer at the boys bedside; sometimes lifting the duvet and with the
torch lighting underneath it, he would have a look and then put the duvet
down again before moving on to the next bed. J decided he would try to
feign sleep to learn what Jeff was up to. J had the last bed before Jeff
would run out of boys to check on and so he had a while to wait. The two
beds immediately before his had boys who moved rather suddenly, and Jeff
did not spend much time with them at all.

Finally Jeff reached J's bed and stood there looking at him, allowing the
torch to shine up and down the bed, and even pass over J's face a couple of
times before Jeff moved in closer. Jeff started by just resting his hand on
J's arm as it lay outside the duvet. J didn't move, and tried his best to
keep his breathing normal. Then Jeff slid a hand under the duvet and
allowed his fingers to touch J's side. J, like most of the other boys was
wearing a T shirt and his briefs to sleep in, and as the shirt had wrinkled
up a bit, Jeff's fingers were touching his skin on the side of his body,
just above the waist band of his briefs. It tickled slightly, but J managed
not to squirm and give away that he was awake. Next Jeff put his hand onto
J's tummy and let it sit there for a while. When J still did not move, Jeff
slid his hand down over J's cock. J froze, because he was not sure what he
should have done. He knew that it was wrong, but he also kind of liked it
and wanted to see what would happen. Slowly Jeff began to rub and gently
squeeze J's cock and J could not stop it from getting hard. Then Jeff slid
a finger under the elastic of one of the legs of J's briefs and lifting it
up, he hooked J's hard penis out and gave it a few strokes skin on skin. It
was then that Jeff lifted the duvet and looked underneath. So J now knew
that Jeff had been looking at hard cocks at the other beds too. Then Jeff
did something he had not seen him do at the other beds. He put his head
under the duvet and licked J's cock. J couldn't help it as he gave an
involuntary shiver. Quick as a flash, Jeff got his head out and turned the
torch off. Then he just stood there silently for a bit and when he thought
it was ok, he turned the torch on and played it over J's face. J was still
feigning sleep and so Jeff felt relieved, and leaving the boy with his dick
still untucked from his briefs, Jeff headed off to his room. No doubt to
have a good wank himself.

J had rubbed himself a bit before this incident, but had not yet discovered
the joys of full on wanking, even to a dry cum, but as he watched Jeff walk
back to his room, his hand crept down his side to that still hard cock and
he stroked for a while, enjoying the sensations, but realising that they
were not as nice as when Jeff had been doing the stroking.

J was glad that it was this Jeff he would be assisting as they had been
together on HBTS (Holidays by the Sea) a few times, and he had seen Jeff on
most of his HBTS even when Jeff had not been his dorm leader. But more on
that later, because right now, back in the present, J had something more
pressing to attend to. As he had reminisced about that first holiday, he
had been stroking his dick and now was drawing very close to shooting his
load, and so he had to concentrate on that. Pulling his legs up he exposed
his hole to take an already lubed up finger without missing a beat on his
cock with the other hand and as that finger probed and found the pleasure
spot known as his prostate, J boiled over and spewed his seed onto his
chest and stomach.


Well that is it for chapter 3. Please let me know if you like the story and
tell me where you think it will go.  - Rick