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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.