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Chapter 58

The next morning as we got up for our showers, Steven, the vice-captain, told us that they had noticed the sticking plaster pulling on some hairs and this was not good and it meant we needed to have another shave. This was done with us standing at first but then we were made to lie down on the bench in the dressing area of the locker room and our legs were picked up and spread out in a stretch opening our crotches up as much as they could be opened. More shaving cream was squirted on and then Steven and Jules approached us with a razor each. Steven came to me and Jules went to do Mark. They had new blades in the razors and they scraped the area with strokes going in every direction, spreading more shaving cream on to lubricate the skin after they had scraped the first lot off. Holding my overhang of foreskin in his fingers and pulling it away from my body he stretched it and my penis which he then shaved in both lengthways directions until he was satisfied it was as smooth as he could get it. My ball bag came under the same stretching practice until that too was as smooth as a baby's bum. The crease in my groin was not left out and neither was the perineum or my bum crack. By the time they had finished the skin there was smoother than the skin on my face where no hair grew. Mark likewise was left smoother than a billiard ball and we both were allowed to get under the showers to wash off.
We then had to go back into the gym and pack away the bedding everyone had used before we could return to the locker room to get dressed to go to breakfast. We had another surprise for us when we got back to the locker room because all the guys were dressed and we were told we had a special item of clothing to wear that day. Where they had got them from, or who had made them we never did find out but again we were ordered to lie down on the bench and a special cock sock was fitted to each of us. The socks were made of a bright pink Lycra type material and consisted of a tube that our cocks were slid into and which had a loop of string dangling from the one end. At the other end of the tube was pouch to house our balls and there was strap with Velcro[i] on it that allowed the strap to be adjusted to firmly fit around the base of our cocks and under the ball bag lifting our balls up and outwards and preventing our goods from slipping out of the cock sock; even when we lost the erections we were sporting as these were fitted to us. The string on the end of the sock was then attached to a waist band that also had Velcro adjustment on it and so could fit firmly wherever it was to be placed. This waistband was fitted while we were standing and was positioned so that our cocks would point upwards the whole time we had the thing on but was loose enough that we would also be sagging outwards making a noticeable bulge in our cricket whites whether hard or soft. Added to this, the pink of the cock sock showed through the white of the trousers. But hey! The guys we were with knew all too well that what happens on trips stays on trips and the guys from the host school would most likely never see us again so what did it matter if it looked like we were wearing minimalist pink underwear?
One of the advantages I had gained by winning the rope climb was that I was not subject to as many treatments as Mark was during the course of the day that we spent in our whites. I did get some, but Mark got much more where he would be rubbed to make him get a hard on and then left with a much bigger bulge showing to all who were near him. The rubbing also got him leaking pre-cum a bit and by the end of the day, there was a noticeable wet patch on his whites which allowed the pink of the cock sock to show through even more. Mark was embarrassed by this, but like me felt a bit of a "what the heck" attitude for the reasons mentioned earlier.

Mark went with a host scorer to prepare the oranges and drinks for the morning tea break and told me that he had been given a pocket of oranges which were hidden away on the coach already waiting for our return trip the next morning. When I went to help prepare for the afternoon tea break I found that I was able to relieve their stores of two bags of apples. This time these were not given to me but the host scorer I was working with also helped by lowering their stocks of a couple of packets of biscuits which were hidden away on the bus for our return trip. That scorer said it was in thanks for the way Mark and I had helped them when they visited at our school. He also confided in me that he managed to get a couple of packets every time they went to prepare the oranges and drinks, but normally they were kept for their own use. Then in addition to the contraband goods we held on the bus, we were given some more packets of biscuits and some bottles of fruit juice by the school just before we departed to return to our own school. We almost had enough for a party and that certainly was going to be the mood for the return trip.

When we stopped for lunch on the match day, as usual the two teams and certain staff members were served lunch in the sports pavilion while the rest of the school had to return to their dining hall for lunch or to picnic with friends and family under the shade of the trees that surrounded the cricket pitch.
At lunch time we were well on the way to maintaining an unbeaten record for the whole term and although this school was the strongest opposition we had faced in the term, and this return match was harder than the one when they visited our school, we were still comfortably ahead and certainly very confident of a win.
I was sitting near their team captain when Jules came over to talk with him, and I don't think Jules realised I was there and could also overhear what he was saying. Part of the conversation went something like this, but obviously I can't remember it word perfect.
"I want to remind you of what happened when our two scorers came to guide your team to breakfast when you visited us." Jules began.
"Ja, I remember, they are a good couple of young ones. >From what I have seen today they are still being a good couple too." The host captain, Hendrik, answered.
"Ja, they are the best the school has had to my knowledge, and I feel that some pay back is deserved for them after all they were not charged with helping you guys pack up, neither were they charged with being your alarm clock. It was up to you to make sure you had enough time to be ready when they came to escort you to breakfast. In the same tone, I don't believe that your scorers should be punished for something that was well beyond their control, so the payback should come from the team members themselves I think." Jules laid down the challenge.
"I'm guessing you have some ideas of the form this pay back should take?" the captain asked.
"Well not really. But my two boys do enjoy both giving and receiving blow jobs, so maybe something along that line would be an idea." Jules suggested.
"Funny you should suggest that because I think we might just be able to accommodate that idea. Tonight the entertainment has fallen through in that our projector has broken down and we have been told that we will just have to look after you guys as best we can. I suggested to the master that what we could do is set up some music and eats in the gym and then we guys could all have a party while the masters enjoy a quiet drink together in the staff room. I think we are going to be taken up on that offer on the understanding that we behave ourselves and do not allow either school to be disgraced by anything we do. I think the masters just have to get the agreement of your masters. If that goes through, then we can make your two boys very happy boys indeed." Jules got told and I realised that the idea going through my head had made my trousers bulge rather obscenely.
"Right we will talk about this some more later when you have heard the outcome. But remember we will get some payback for our boys in one way or another. They deserve that and our whole team is unanimous in that." Jules warned and it made me feel rather proud and special to hear Jules talk about us in that way.

The match ended as we had expected with our team winning by the smallest margin of the season of only twenty runs. But twenty runs more were enough to give our school a record breaking unbeaten season. Our best win had been two hundred and fifty seven for two, declared against thirty four all out; so for this team to only lose by twenty runs they had really made us work for our victory. Once again the team ran onto the field to carry off Jules at shoulder height when he was left not out at the fall of the last wicket. And the host team all lined up to make a path along which our guys would walk to get into the pavilion while they applauded us. Our triumphant exit from the field was covered with resounding applause by the host school and all the visitors who had come to watch the match. The host head master made a speech which was relayed to all over the public address system they had set up for the day and in it he told the crowd of our unbeaten record which was something no other school had ever achieved and this brought another round of applause which made all of us feel very proud. We also knew that after the rugby term we would be into the championship term and stood a very good chance of taking the championship home to our school for the first time. If all of our wins during this season could be counted towards the championship we would already be certain of the award, but this first term season did not count.
Once all the speechifying and congratulations were finished, I saw Fitzgerald take Jules aside and spend some time in what looked like some earnest conversation; at the end of which I saw Jules nodding his head and just as earnestly giving the coach some sort of reassurance. Then we all went back to the gym where we could have a shower and change before going for the evening meal. Fitzgerald walked with us back to the gym and once we were all inside he called for us to listen to him. He started by congratulating the team and then told us what Jules and I already knew that the entertainment had fallen through due to a technical hitch and instead we were being given some free time with the host team to party together without adult supervision. He then gave us a very strong warning that if anything should happen to bring disrepute onto either school both teams would suffer for it and we would certainly know what real punishment is like. He finished his warning talk by threatening that in such instances expulsion is not unheard of and this could mean a breakdown in the most successful schools cricket team in the whole of South Africa. He ended by telling us that he had faith in us and our action out on the pitch today had proved we were mature enough to rise above the temptation so we should relax and enjoy ourselves. Telling us he would see us at dinner and that we did not need to dress up for dinner, he left us to get on with our showers and get our beds set up before dinner.
Knowing that we were going to have the party in the gym, I suggested to Jules that it might be a better idea to only set up the beds after the party or else they might get messed up before we could even get in them. Jules agreed and we all went for long showers. While we were in the showers, Jules told the rest of the team that he had set a challenge to the host team captain to make good on the treatment that had been given to Mark and me when they visited our school. Before Jules could explain anything further one of the team members asked if the host scorers were going to be made to do something because if so that was not fair and we would be behaving just as badly as they did. Again, before Jules could say anything I interrupted and told them that is exactly how Jules felt and had told their captain that the payback had to come from the team itself.
Seeing the look on Jules' face I knew I had to explain, "Sorry Jules, I was sitting close to Hendrik when you spoke to him about the payback. Thank you for making sure they did not use their scorers as both Mark and I would have felt bad about that too."
"You bloody little imp. And you never let on that you had heard anything. I see I shall have to watch out for you in future." Jules scolded me with a huge grin on his face. "Now get over here and help me wash my back slave!" he ordered.
To wash Jules' back was no chore and soon I had him lathered from shoulders to legs because his "backside" was also included in that order as far as I was concerned.
After our showers, Mark and I were kept naked in the locker room while the team asked us what we would like as payback. I suggested that the host team could supply a couple of team members to get shaved and while that was going on a couple of others could be sucking Mark and me off.
"Seniors getting shaved. I like that idea." Grant interjected.
"Maybe you want to suck one of them off." A voice from the back suggested and I looked up too late to work out just who had made that suggestion as they had used a squeaky voice as if they were pre-pubescent still.
Everybody packed out laughing at the way the suggestion was made and we were never given a chance to actually respond to the suggestion.
"Well we will play it by ear when the time comes but for now you two had better get those hard-ons put away inside your tracksuits because it is nearly time to go to dinner." Jules said allowing us to dress at last. Jules had told both Mark and I that one of the reasons he kept us naked as much as he could on these trips was because he thought our bodies were great and he loved looking at our body shapes as we moved about doing the tasks we were given, admitting that it did turn him on and often he got a boner just from looking at us.

At dinner we were all sitting at the same table and one of the masters from the host school came over and called for our attention. "Gentlemen, even now, tables are being set up and prepared for you in the gym. After dinner, our boys will accompany you to the gym where you will be able to have a bit of free time to talk and do whatever you like as long as it is legal. All I ask is that you all keep the noise level down and try not to break anything". He then looked directly at the captain and said, "van Niekerk, you will make sure that all of our boys are back in the hostel by 11:30 and that our guests have been made as comfortable as possible to get a good night's rest in readiness for their long journey tomorrow. And both captains, you are both in charge of everyone and everything. Don't let either school down please. Now enjoy yourselves and again our apologies for the breakdown in the planned entertainment for tonight". With that he left us and headed back to play host to our coach and master.
As soon as he had got a few feet away, Jules stood up and tapping his fork on his glass he looked around the table and said, "We would like to thank our hosts for the hospitality we have received and enjoyed. I for one am proud that the masters have felt they can trust us to behave in a manner that is fitting to both schools and so I would ask that we all keep that trust by doing what is expected of us so that things run smoothly". And with that last word he looked very pointedly at Hendrik van Niekerk leaving the captain in no doubt as to the double meaning of the phrase.
Hendrik stood and said that he too would like to encourage all of us to not let either school down and keep things in perspective.
With that we continued our meal and afterwards we all left together to make our way to the gymnasium and the antics that were to transpire there.